The Best Idea Ever

Story by Jeeves on SoFurry

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#4 of Kinktober 2016

Ever known one of those people that have "The Best Idea EVER!" every couple of days? Yeah, this goes about as well as you'd expect. :D


This story contains sex between a consenting adult female, an intersex male and a host of unearthly ghostly tentacles. It also serves as day #4's entry for Kinktober. Today's kink, unsurprisingly, is tentacles, and was brought to you thanks to Chris! :3

The Best Idea Ever

"This is the worst idea ever."

Katy just giggled as she scrambled up the metal railings and hopped over the top of the fence. She half lowered herself, half slid playfully down the other side like the bars around which her hands were wrapped were those of a fireman's pole, and landed with delicate grace upon her hooves. Performing a playful curtsey to Kurt through the fence, she stuck out her tongue.

"Shut up, it's the best idea ever. We'll be home in half the time if we take this short cut."

Resigned to his fate, Kurt had already scrambled upon onto the stone base of the wall and was starting to shimmy up the wrought iron bars. The black furred leopard rolled his eyes, smirking at the genuine enthusiasm and belief with which Katy spoke.

"Yeah. The short cut through the park. At night. Near to Halloween. Great idea. Best ever."

By the time he joined the water deer on the inside of the fence, landing not delicately but stumbling on a knot of raised earth and grass and going tumbling head over heels, Katy had her arms folded over her chest. She was tapping at the floor with an impatient foot, and cocked an eyebrow at the feline as he scrambled back to his feet and dusted himself off.

"So, wait... why is it such a bad idea? Are you telling me you believe in ghosts now? The kind of scary, spoopy Halloween ghosts that hang out at the park like three weeks before the actual day?"

Kurt opened his muzzle to answer, then closed it again. That was kind of a good point. His cheeks flushed, and he shrugged bashfully.

"I... I guess not. But, y'know. Maybe we'll be one of those Halloween stories you hear about online. 'They were just trying to get home to watch Netflix, but what happened next will chill you to the bone!'"

Again Katy raised an eyebrow, and again Kurt's cheeks flushed.

"...y'know, like, clickbait. And... we'll have been killed by an axe murderer or something. Shut up."

The deer burst out laughing, and wrapped her arms around the leopard's body. She kissed him on the tip of his nose, and didn't back away until she felt and saw him give an embarrassed but uncontrollable smile at her affections.

"Aww, Kurt... you're such a goof. C'mon."

She took him by the hand and began to walk into the park. Away from the streetlights that ran along the kerb beyond the fence. Away from the houses on the block beyond the park's outer limits. Into the depths of the park itself, and the pitch blackness that contained them. Kurt squeezed her hand tightly, but told himself he really was being a goofball if he thought there was anything worth worrying about with this situation. Except perhaps for the woman he was with of course, but that was true regardless of where they were.

The two of them made it about half way through the park, right to the bandstand that stood in its centre, before Katy's playfulness got the best of her and she pulled away from Kurt with a giggle.

"Chase me."

He smirked.

"What?"

The water deer kept giggling a she took a few steps back from Kurt, like at any moment she expected him to playfully leap forward and claim that he had caught her already. Indeed the thought had crossed the leopard's mind, but instead common sense prevailed.

"We're adults Katy. Why should I chase you?"

Katy stuck out her tongue, utterly undeterred.

"Because if you don't, how will you give me my clothes back?"

Kurt's eyes bulged.

"Wait, wha-... Katy!"

Before he could even move to stop her, with the speed of a woman who had been given far too many chances to remove her clothes in haste, Kurt found himself catching the jacket, the shirt, and then the bra of the water deer. Topless and with her arms raised to the heavens she raced away, squealing with glee at the freedom of her public nudity. The leopard groaned in horror, balled up her clothes as tightly in his hands as he could, and gave chase. Just like she wanted, and with his own cock already beginning to stiffen inside his trousers.

Around the centre of the park the two grown ups ran, darting back and forth as Kurt tried to catch the deer while she taunted him by bending over and tugging down her jeans, granting him and the rest of the dark, empty park flashes of her bare ass. More than once the lithe, quick feline almost caught her, but when he got close enough to do so Kurt soon realised that his hands were full of her clothes and thus incapable of capturing her without losing what it was he was attempting to return to the mischievous doe. It was only when Katy began to run circles around the bandstand that Kurt found his hands free, tossing her clothes into the structure itself where he would be able to drag the deer if necessary. Now all he had to do was catch her. Catch her before she did something to raise the stakes yet again. Something like...

"Oh god. Katy... please..."

On opposite sides of the bandstand, peering at one another through its wooden and metal painted columns, Kurt groaned as the deer gave a moan of pleasure. One of her hands had slipped down the front of her jeans, and was moving in a gyrating motion that could only mean one thing. A goofy, bashful smile crossed the female's face, and she whimpered back to the leopard.

"I... aah... ohh Kurt, this... it feels amazing, but... it's not... I'm n-nhh... not doing it."

The leopard snorted with laughter. Of all the jokes Katy had made so far this evening, that was hands down the best. He may have been out of his mind with embarrassment right now, terrified of getting caught with his half naked lover and having to explain their way out of this whole situation. But it was almost worth it, just for how gloriously silly a joke that was.

A few seconds later though, he wasn't laughing. He was whimpering in shock, mewling in dismayed disbelief as a gentle, white misty glow rose up from the centre of the bandstand and swept towards the water deer. It enveloped her in a shimmering cloak, but rather than screaming, she squealed with delight. Her back arched and she seemed to rise up onto the tips of her hooves, like she was being embraced all around by some warm and powerful force. Kurt swore he could see the mist caressing her breasts, teasing, perhaps even lapping at her firm nipples. The next thing he knew, her jeans were falling. No. They were being pushed down her legs, and as they were, she was spreading those legs. Falling back... but not to the ground, into the embrace of coalescing, visibly writhing tendrils of ethereal white light that grasped at her, and held her, and began to fuck her.

"Kurt..."

She cried out to him, and he ran to her. He had to help her. To save her.

"Kurt... oh god, it... aaah... it feels so... so good."

He stumbled, mere feet from Katy's airborne, writhing and now fully nude body, watching as a translucent tentacle began to pump feverishly in and out of her pussy, allowing the leopard a shot of her inner depths being caressed and stimulated by that solid yet equally formless ghostly figure.

"But, Katy... it's... what is it? You can't just... I mean..."

The leopard shuddered as something caressed his cheek. Something cold. Something unreal, yet undeniably present in his immediate vicinity. In that moment, in that very instant, Kurt felt a flood of arousal soak his boxer briefs. He grunted with the effort it took not to cum right there and then, and mere moments afterwards as he dropped to his knees, panting and whimpering, he regretted passing up the opportunity. Hungrily he tried to stuff both hands down the front of his own trousers, but before he could do so the same white cloud that had swept over Katy engulfed him too. He wailed in joy as the buttons of his shirt popped open one by one, and gave a cry of relief as he was lifted off the cool, damp grass and suspended in the air as his clothes were tugged off him all at once.

Trembling, gasping, Kurt whimpered as he felt something solid brush his fingertips. He looked over, and saw one of Katy's hands outstretched towards him. Her muzzle was open in a wide, panting 'o', and her fingertips were twitching as she gurgled in savage ecstasy, juices streaming from her pussy as the tentacle buried inside her drove her to a mind-bending orgasm. He took her hand just in time to feel a ghostly, cold and yet somehow very much living tendril wiggle its way between his own legs, and flick its tip back and forth over his swollen clit several times in rapid succession before beginning to probe and explore into the uniquely adorned male's own pussy.

Connected by their mutually trembling fingers alone, Katy and Kurt were lifted higher into the air. Over the sides of the bandstand and into its centre. A ghostly wind swept away the deer's clothes that had been tossed into the structure, and the closer the two trembling, moaning mortal figures were drawn to the centre of the bandstand, the less they cared. Tentacles of shimmering light ensnared them in every way, tugging at their limbs, probing deeper and deeper into their bodies, filling not just their pussies but their muzzles too. Every touch, every grope and tease and wild thrust provoked new pleasure. New writhing, shuddering spasms of ecstasy. The two lovers wailed in muffled joy, gurgling through muzzles filled not with any physical cum, but a ghostly substance they could still practically feel pouring down their throats as the tentacles gagging them squeezed and pumped just as virulently as the ones thrusting between their legs.

Juices, physical, real and belonging to Kurt and Katy's own bodies rained down from where they hung amidst that tangle of spiritual energy given form, and from those puddles yet more tentacles sprang into being. They pushed and writhed around the two living forms as though fighting for attention. They wiggled and squirmed against trembling hands and curling toes. They pushed between Katy's breasts greedily, and Kurt wailed as he felt one tentacle being forcefully dragged out of his pussy with a spray of fresh ejaculate only for several smaller, thinner ones wrapped around one another to plunge inside him in its place.

The more they screamed, the more they came and the more cum they spilled, the more clear everything became. Soon, they could hear voices. Laughing. Moaning. Screaming. Then they could see, first as mere shadows behind their own eyes, then glowing forms writhing beneath the mass of tentacles, lying down upon the bandstand floor. People. Not just one or two, but a dozen, maybe more. Spread out across the bandstand's floor, under starlight just like them, and writhing, bucking, thrashing in an orgy of debauched and public euphoria.

How much must they have cum... how sweet and intense must their pleasure have been to leave such an echo? An imprint so intense that even the slightest sexual energy could draw it forth, and give it manifest strength in the real world. Just thinking about it made Kurt want to wail in pleasure. And he did. Again, and again, with Katy doing likewise by his side.

Yet still, even amidst this supernatural and multi-orgasmic onslaught of pleasure, the deer found time to cry to Kurt in more than just pure euphoric elation.

"Kurt! A-aaahhh... see? I told... ohhhgod, I told you..."

The leopard didn't even try to deny it. He knew exactly what she meant, and he knew that she was right. This was incredible. It was impossible, it was unbearable, but it was absolutely goddamn incredible. He felt like he could have cum forever, and if the tentacles let him... he probably would.

He nodded. He roared in ecstasy, his juices spraying out at high pressure around the ghostly tentacle still pounding his pussy with relentless fury, and grinned as he saw and heard Katy giggling her way to another squirting climax of her very own.

"Y-you're... ah, you're right. Katy. Oh... oh Katy, yes! Best... aahhfuck. Fuck yes! Coming here? Best idea ever!"

By Jeeves

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