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Night Out

The roar of the engine pushed this vehicle along the street, bringing it down the road on it's black tires as the darkness of this road at night reflected the bright head lights off of it's still damp surface. The shine of stars above them failing to show while the lights from buildings and street lamps alike glow so much brighter. The light in front of them changing from a yellow to red, coaxing them to stop so that the vehicle could slow itself up to the white light almost unseen by the mixture of tones of different lights that reflected off of the street intersection. The two within the car softly laughing with the gentle call of music echoing through the metal frame and only when that light turned from red down green did the engine roar out once again to propel this car forward once more.

This car found its destination in the glowing lights of a bright shining sign that reached down from a building. The spot that they'd picked was right near the entrance leaving them to pull themselves from this vehicle with general ease. The blue wolf that rose from the driver's seat looked up at this restaurant, smiling at it softly before turning his gaze towards the amazing and beautiful woman that he'd come to love some time ago. This white squirrel smiled right back at her, her crimson tresses shifting her turning over her shoulder as she witnessed the bold and brave man that had chosen to not only take her out on this date, but to place a ring on her finger. While she wore a gorgeous red full length dress that wrapped thin straps around her shoulders the high cut of the skit ran from her right ankle all the way up to her hip. A small black purse found itself gripped under her arm trimmed in a soft gold that helped to show off the well ornate design of the eye patch that wrapped her head on the left side. The design of it alone was that of metal and leather, gold on black just like the small purse held under her white arm. This squirrel's long tail shifted from the vehicle, whipping out behind her with a rise and a curl at the tip with just how fluffy it was. Pip's tail too joined them, moving a little less naturally and far more on its own as the mouth opened to taste at the air in order to see where they were. The licking of that tongue moving through what looked like a toothy design built into the maw of the that appendage.

This wasn't any normal, simple restaurant, it was a place of class, of fancy outfits and beautiful carvings, a place that was every bit a work of art as it was a dining area. Stars counting out in five were among the reviews for this place and that was exactly why he'd taken her here. The blue canine happy to be with his lover, with his fiance, and more than happy to take her out in order to spoiler her on occasions.

"This place looks really nice, Pip." Sanita said softly, her thick Mexican accent rolling off of her tongue as she spoke to the handsome azure man that brought her here.

"For this price it had better be." He joked back, leaving both of them to chuckle softly as the two stepped forward around the car.

His suit clad elbow jut out, wrapping his blue fur in a white button up shirt with a tie strung around his collar and all of it tucked into a dark suit jacket. It was a very formal set of outfits that the two had on, but both knowing the rules about these kinds of places and their suit required atmosphere. With his elbow out her arm would wrap around it, taking hold of him and stepping alongside her man to have him escort her inward, only releasing her grip on him when they needed to pass through the door. His hand pressing to it in order to open it while she stepped through with a gentle giggle and even swayed her hips from one side to the next with every walk now that he had to follow behind her.

"How may I help you two tonight?" The husky standing at the counter would ask, having a soft accent of western European descent.

The question caught them both by surprise, not because of the way he spoke but because neither were used to having someone greet them at a pedestal the moment they stepped through the doors. The soft blink on Pips eyes would leaving him staring on at this person, lost for words before the white squirrel would give him a gentle nudge in the side, keeping her man on track.

"Ugh.. Oh yeah. I have a reservation under the names Pip and Sanita."

This man looked over the digital tablet built into his counter top, flipping through names before stopping on the reservation that he was looking for. The soft smile that touched those canine lips showed that he was happy people actually had their names in his system instead of the dozen or so that always show up and just expect tables to be available like this was some low rate Shoney's or something. He'd give them the soft "Right this way" and with a turn of his body took them through the building towards a table that they could both be seated at, the menu already there on the table, clearly a fine dining restaurant like no other. The chairs were soft, the table was oak, and in only a matter of seconds a waiter would make his way over with two wine glasses and pitcher of water to fill them with. This man promised them a few minutes to look at what they wanted before he'd return, giving them some alone time together as he lifted a cup of candle from his nearby tray in order to light it and place the soft flame between them.

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Sanita hadn't been out and about for some time, she hadn't been outside of the league in a while, and now that she was able to get out and have some fun running around it was time to really enjoy herself. The soft smile that crossed her lips was the first to reach them that was real and authentic in such a long time she was starting to wonder if she still had the ability to grin. Nobody made her feel the way that her blue wolf did, nothing made her feel as happy as he continuously strives to every day, and while they were out right now she had her own plans for later on tonight when she had a chance to put the cherry on this very beautiful cake that he'd clearly been so busy building for them. She didn't know if it was the fact that he was British, or just the fact that he was a clear gentleman, but everything always felt more fancy when her fiance was around, especially if he was planning to treat her to such fun and exotic outings like this one.

"I have... no idea what I'm going to eat tonight. Everything sounds so good." She said gently to him, her bushy white tail whipping and turning around the edge of her seat.

There were no pictures, clearly, but the names of the dishes alone left her lips watering, her figure shifting slightly as she worked to picture in her mind what a Spinach Salad with Home Made White Dressing would actually taste like. Her soon to be spouse was looking at a different area of the menu, but such was part of their differences, part of what made them a unique couple. They didn't judge one another for what life and species designated their diets to be, and they didn't question or ask the other to change. Everything was peaceful for them, relaxing, and enjoyable as this deeply in love couple would work to use these differences to bring themselves closer together instead of finding it as a wedge to drive them apart.

"Oh, I don't either." He said back to her after a few seconds of silence, "I think I'm going to get a plate of Smothered Pheasant, it's been a while since I last had good poultry" He said to her with his soft British accent.

It was only then that Sanita would gasp, jumping a bit while the soft brush of fur ran over her ankle. At first she thought it was her own, but as it moved she knew that this simply wasn't the case. The table cloth stopped her from being able to look and see what it was, but within only a second she realized immediately what was happening and blushed a little bit with a gentle giggle. They might not know what they wanted to eat, but it had become pretty clear to her that at least someone did and she could feel the blue brush rolling it's way up her leg while Pip seemed to go completely unnoticing. This drew her to blush a bit, the reddening of her cheeks clearly showing through her white fur. If she summoned Pip now about it then it was pretty obvious that it would stop and secretly, even though they were clearly in a high end restaurant, she wanted to just let this go for a bit, at least until it was at a point of no return for the both of them.

If it hadn't been for that slit then the tail's little adventure would have ended right there, stopped in its racks, thanks to this gap made for her leg the this tail could find room to slip further up, even rubbing right against Sanita's white knee on it's way to tunnel in deeper towards its real goal. The pale squirrel bit her lip softly, holding off any coos or moans, or squeaks that she could be releasing, but instead remained quiet as it started to nestle its way up against her her sensitive area. It was only when that tongue moved to lick straight across her already dampening, cotton panty clad pussy that she'd feel her body tense up. It wasn't a surprise that it happened, but just the shock of pleasure that coursed through her which left her trying to inhale any breath at all and failing.

"P..Pip.." She'd whisper softly, her cheeks brightening in their red tent and leaving him to turn his eyes up towards her.

Pip wasn't entirely oblivious to what his tail did, but it did seem to have a mind of its own and sometimes went on tiny adventures without him ever even being aware at all. This was simply one of those situations, but the very moment that he saw Sanita blushing in such a way he'd perk his ears and feel the wetness starting to build up on the tip of his thick furred tail maw. His first instinct was to pull it back, to apologize instantly and hope that what had just happened didn't ruin their night out to this very fancy place, but as he went to yank that appendage away from her those white thighs would pinch down instantly around it, locking it in place right were it was so that she could continue her time with it. It was clear that Sanita didn't want this attention to stop, that she actually liked the idea of him pleasing her in such an area that fancy stuff shirts would be made to wonder what was happening between the two. Pip had to smirk at this, not even needing her to tell him to keep going as he allowed his tail back against her juicy slit in order to pick up the events for their evening.

"Oh, I see your menus are down. Have you two decided on what you'd like to order for this evening?" Their waiter asked as he returned, smiling between the two and seeing the flush look on Sanita's face, "Ugh.. Madam, is everything OK?"

"Y.. yeah.. Its just a little warm in here." She said with a gentle giggle, smiling to the man gripping a pad of paper and a pin, "I.. ughmmm... I think that I'm going to have the... the Almond Salad with a s...side of Italian Dressing."

Pip had to chuckle at her order, seeing her handle herself well enough to get it out, but now those eyes turned to him and he was able to make his order much easier. The white squirrels cheeks glowed a bright red and only reddened more the longer this man was here. While the blue wolf did love seeing his lover blush he certainly didn't want to embarrass her leading to him allowing the waiter to leave quickly enough Sanita had to bite her lips, turning her heated gaze towards the azure canine while a soft swallow filled her lungs with air. The more that tail mouth played with her the more that she wanted the attention, finding herself even slouching a bit while Pip turned his eyes slowly from one side of the room to the next before flicking his fork onto the floor. In a quick motion he'd go down after it, ducking under the long hanging cloth of the table so that he could witness the soft glow of light shining through the white cloth as the wooden legs and table above him recreated the perfect fort. What he also saw as the lower half of her body, thighs spread wide open as his tail pulled free from them, and the sight of those drenched panties holding in the scent and flavor of her knees. Fingers peeled the undergarment back, exposing that cunny slit with strings of her need still connected to it. Those strings would soon be tethered when his tongue ran across the delicate folds, sliding them apart and leaving her body to jerk in her seat as her clawed fingers gripped down on the table.

"P.. Pip.." She whispered as best she could, her hair standing on end while her eyes rolled back a bit.

Sanita found herself trying to catch her breath, trying to salvage her dignity in a place like this, but knowing all the more that every single lick he made was going to drive her closer and closer to the heated splash that even she couldn't hold back forever. There was always a slight competition between his mouth tail and his actual mouth, a friendly little fight to see which between them had the better oral skills, but every time she thought she knew the answer the other side would always manage to find a way at surprising her. Those plump hips squirmed slowly in her seat, her figure pulling at the table cloth set in her lap and even while the waiter once again came over and delivered their drinks the her thank you came out as a stuttered whisper. Pip's skilled tongue continued to spread those pussy lips, kissing them, making out with them, and soon sliding his mouth muscle into her depths to start spreading that inner tunnel that only managed to crush back down. The tip of his nose nuzzling softly against the pert nub, playing across her clit and leaving her finally releasing a deep moan that even she couldn't hold off anymore. The attention of a few others would caught, but she gathered herself in time to save herself from what was going on, trying everything not to make his attention between her legs obvious.

A single hand moved down under the cloth, gripping at the side of his head to take hold of his thick head-fur This granted her the pull that she needed to lock his face in place against her slit while his tongue continued to to do it's work so expertly. Thighs quivered, her figure shifted, and a shiver ran up the length of her entire spine which left her to bite her lip just enough to lock her jaw shut and keep herself from screaming his name like she usually did so many times before. This failure to announce didn't hide the heavy splash that was left behind, though, her cream running from her body in a heavy squirt that impacted the underside of his nose and filled his mouth with her hot and juicy fem-cum. It was a sensation that didn't last only a second, but continued to fire a few times as he had to work just to keep up with the amount of release that she was delivering to him. When she was finally done her shaking hand reached out for her wine glass filled with water, taking a long drink and soon looking down to find his face poking out from under cloth in her lap with that lip licking grin that she loved to see.

"Ugh.. you're so bad..." She told him in a soft whisper, "And I love it."

"I know, and I know." He'd respond smugly, happy to have her panting and worn down on their little date. If this was what he had planned all along or just something that he came up with on the spot she'd never know, but it was clear by the look on his face that he didn't figure she'd be getting him back for his little antics anytime soon. It was an assumption that she could clearly see written all over his face in the white paint that he was already licking off, but it was also an assumption that she was going to have a great deal of fun proving him entirely and completely wrong about. Sanita just needed to find the right place to do it, and when she turned her eyes to a red curtain against the wall marked with a golden sign reading "cigar room" she instantly had her answer.

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The squirrel was still shaking, still worn down like wood against sandpaper as her eyes locked on the red curtain. The soft smile that rolled over her lips, the generous grin that rested on his as he poked his face out from under that table cloth left the white squirrel to wrap her pale fingers around his shoulder, gripping the suit that covered his body so that when she stood up and knocked that chair out of the way those that were caused to stair on would see her pull him from under the table, peeling him away from his knees and off towards the back room. Soft whispers passed by the two as they talked about what these two must have been doing, easy chuckles indicating what was likely to happen now, but even this only lasted until they vanished behind the curtain and into a cloud of cigar smoke. The dimly lit lounge didn't help to improve the area, but did keep too much light from reflecting off of the smoke that still lingered. Whoever had been here must have already cleared out and while the bar had been left vacant for a bit the white squirrel would almost throw her lover, her fiance, into a stool to allow him to hold himself up with a hand on the counter top. Her fingers gripped onto the door and with an easy twist of her fingers it would close and lock, allowing the two to have a bit of privacy.

The look in her eye when she turned that gaze back towards him met the blue wolf with a slow lick across her lips, her steps bringing her hips swaying from side to side with an easy shifting movement which helped to indicate her attention even more. Slight remains of her creamy girl cum still clung to the inside of her thighs, to the side parted rim of her panties, but this rodent had already been pleased and wouldn't need such treatment again. Instead Sanita turned her Mexican body down to the floor, feeling the carpeted surface against her knees while hands gripped at his legs in order to part them. He'd eaten her out earlier and now this exotic woman was going to pay him back by giving him much of the same. The bite of her lips showed what she wanted, and as her fingers moved to grip onto his button before sliding down his zipper she'd release that thick meat right there on the spot. Pip's cock was throbbing, pulsating, beating right there on the spot, and while she smiled up along the length of his body and straight up into his gaze, those naturally skilled fingers would grip hold of the well sized British erection and squeeze down on it just to help get it under some level of control.

"Mmmm there's no man like a handsome blue wolf," she'd tell him softly, bringing her nose up to sniff his length softly before rubbing it along her cheek. The feeling of it lightly being tapped against her face left her still exposed cunny dampening all over again just before turning her short muzzle to give his delicate shaft a long, solid, and well placed lick along the side of it, drawing in the taste from the base all the way to the very tip.

She was ready to pleasure her man, to see him squirm much like she was him earlier, but her focus was broken when the softness of his thick furred coat brushed against her side, rolling under her arm and forcing her attention down. What Sanita saw was the look of that fluffy blue tail also wanting some attention, wanting the recognition that he deserved for having started the entire event. An arm scooped down, placing her open palm against the bottom of that faux chin in order to lift the tail mouth up to her lips. Her soft pucker bringing a gentle and generous coo across the depths of her lungs as she released an easy and innocent sigh against it as thank you. When her tongue licked across those lips it's own flowed from the tip of the tail, rolling out across her own, filling her mouth with what came to be a deep gasp of surprise before her eye rolled into the back of her head. The size of that tongue was enormous, filling the entirety of her mouth like gagging on a spongy slab of meat that prevented her mouth from closing even in the slightest. Even the tip of it rolled across the back of her throat, forcing her to breath through her nose as she could taste the saliva dripping from the tongue while this much bigger mouth crushed her lips down against her. Her figure melted instantly, her body fighting off a loving shiver as she tried to release soft feral squeaks only for nothing to come out. It wasn't until that tail mouth pulled back, removed it's tongue from her throat, pulled itself back that she was able to even start recovering. The loud gasp that flowed from her lungs soon permitted this squirrel to replace her breath with new air, as smoke filled as it was.

"Mmm.. ugh.. He's quite the kisser isn't he?" She asked her lover, smiling up at him over the length of his body once more.

Pip had to chuckle, giving a slow nod, "I've been told that, but not many girls are able to handle it as well as you are." This pulled a soft giggle from her, a sound that he'd loved to hear ever since the very first time they met. The gentle squeak that rolled from her easy laughter always filled him with a kind and loving smile.

Such a smile, that soft giggle, only faced into a generous murr when she returned her attention back where it was originally. The long tail no longer wanting her attention as it had made itself satisfied with her lips already and permitted it's host to have her attention now. She'd start all over again, pulling her tongue along the side of his thickness, tasting its flavor as she ran her course mouth muscle from the base all the way up to the tip, but this time instead of being distracted found her lips softly smacking off of the tip of it before rolling her tongue down the other side. Her gentle licks would roll around the base of that shaft, feeling it on the tip of her tongue while the bridge of that cock pressed easily against the tip of her black nose. Every inch that she covered seemed to be an entirely different flavor and to this squirrel it was all delicious. She loved the flavors that he put off, the textures of the different points of his body, and while her tongue wasn't the only skill that this pale squirrel had it was the only skill that Sanita was going to show right now.

"Ugh.. you keep that up, Sanita, you're going to get an easy dessert." Pip told her, the soft smirk rolling over his British accented lips.

Her head shook to this, smiling softly at him and planting one kiss after another across the base of his shaft, "No, it would just be a sweet appetizer, handsome."

In fact it might just be time to start dining on his main course now that she thought about it. Kissing and licking was fine, but it certainly wasn't going to melt his thick shaft like the heat on the inside of her cheeks would. Her fingers gripped down on his thick balls, holding them and squeezing them as she slowly lifted herself up the length of his cock. Her pert, dress covered, breasts softly pressed against the those nuts but all attention was on the head that she'd deliver a gentle kiss to with her quivering lips just before the movement of those same lips would bring that member past her teeth, past her gums, over her tongue, and leave it tickling the back of her throat. Her eye looking up at him, staring along the length of his suit clad body as she peered straight into both of his eyes at once. The solid and locked gaze bringing her down all the way to his base, even feeling her throat expand just a bit to make room for it and the back up to the tip. Her tongue came back into place once again, rolling across the bottom in both directions as if her mouth alone was some kind of vice-like grip. Her round ears folded back, Her long hair fell over her eye patch and her slowly shifting fingers played over those balls, massaging them, playing with them, tickling the underside while she releases the softest of moans for the man that she was so deeply in love with.

Already she had him moaning, watching as his chest swelled with breath rolling into it in order to cut off her view of his face. The way that his face bobbed from behind his expanding and collapsing chest left her to feel like she was watching his face from behind the crashing waves of the ocean, her gentle suckling on the tip of his dick leaving her yearning for him every single time that he went away and delighted in the sight of him on the seconds that he showed up again. Soft teething rolled over the head of that cock, not biting, but just running her teeth across it as if she was deshelling a nut. Even her fidgeting fingers got into the play of this while she watched him, eyed him, witnessed the handsome display in front of her and finally the feeling of his thick member growing against her digits left her gasping out when she suddenly realized just what was about to happen. Her attention went back down again, focused entirely on that member as her lips sank on it once again, feeling it pass over her tongue once again, but this time instead of simply tickling the back of her throat the feeling of his dick bursting within her mouth forced her eye to widen, made her gulp down more and more of it while her cheeks were made to swell like a hungry rodent. Every hard swallow that she made was released with another hot wave of his creamy seed that beat against the back of her throat time and time again and left her gasping and grunting by the time she pulled away. The slow trickle of his cum leaking from the corner of her mouth, dripping from her chin before her hand lifted up to clean it off of her face granted this beautiful woman an eager smile to her handsome lover who was already working on regaining his breath.

As the knocks started to sound on the door it was clear that they'd already overstayed their welcome in this room. Quickly she'd slip his thickness back into his pants, leaving it to pulsate against his body as she worked to fix her gown and make her way back to the entrance that they came from. When she opened the door a few of the workers that had been knocking looked on at the two for an explanation, something that she'd give a soft smirk to while sliding her hair back where it belonged.

"Sorry, gentlemen," she'd tell to him with a smile, "must have been a gust of wind or something."

Pip was still tucking his shirt back in while giving them just an easy shrug, the smirks that he got back showed that they already knew what was happening but weren't crass enough to hold it against him or mention it at all. The good news was that while they were busy their food had been put out on the table, the bad news being that it seemed both might have already filled up on appetizer.