A Less Than Personal First Time
I wrote this a very long time ago, probably about 18-20 years ago. Reformatted from its original wall-of-text style to be somewhat easier to read.
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A Less Than Personal First Time, by Anomalous Smutlord
Written an even longer time ago. Sorry for horrible formatting.
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The room was large, in the center was a large raised medical table with a white pad. Towards the front of the room was a series of cabinets each with a few drawers, and various strangely shaped medical implements on the counter section. A female wolf, gray fur with darker points entered through the door in the back.
The supervisor set about preparing the pad, changing the cover and moved about the room for a few minutes preparing for the coming breeding. Her preparations finished, she picked up an intercom and spoke into it briefly. Soon after, a large wolf escorted a black vixen through the door and over up onto the medical table. The supervisor inspected her throughly, pressing and prodding her in various places, then lifting her tail and sniffing her vagina to ensure cleanliness.
She then had the vixen kneel down on all fours. After a minute a slim male red fox was escorted through the same door. The supervisor repeated a thorough examination on him also. Holding his furry sheath firmly, she stuck her tongue deeply into the hole at the tip. He gasped and started panting as she moved her tongue around inside for a moment, tasting him, then withdrew it. She held his sheath and stroked it up and down slowly until his panting increased, and his slim pink penis fully protruded out through the thin black lips of his silky white sheath.
She then walked him over to the medical table and had him also kneel down, above the black vixen. She raised the vixen's tail up, draping it over the male's thigh. She walked around behind him, then reached between his furry haunches, and grasped the base of his penis through his sheath, fur-covered balls resting on the top of her paw.
The supervisor slowly brought his hips forward in a thrust, until the head of his penis was touching the lips of the vixen's femaleness, then without further ado, she pushed it forward until it was fully embedded in the vixen's hips. The female fox yipped sharply, as the male shivered and held her tightly, his tail raised and trembling a bit. Haltingly he brought his hips back, and thrust forward into the warmth, the wetness, the *tightness* between the vixen's haunches, he shivered with pleasure, and she yelped again, but quieter this time as her lubrication began to do its work.
Slowly his rhythm increased, each thrust eliciting ever diminished yips from the vixen. The wolf's paw was holding the base of his sheath tightly, feeling the penis slide back and forth between her fingers as his balls slapped the top of her paw. She waited to feel the pulsing and tensing of the penis
that would signify his ejaculation.
The vixen felt the puffs of the male fox's breath ruffling the fur on her neck as a warm glow of pleasure began to form in her hips, under her bushy tail. She looked up at his face, his muzzle open and tense, his eyes slitted in the pleasure her body was giving him. As she looked back further she could see his spread thighs thrusting, a flash of pink where their bodies joined. She felt his slick warmth inside her, moving in and out. Behind him, she saw the supervisor, her paw disappearing under the male fox's rump. His raised tail was waving as he moved his hips with more and more urgency.
He could feel his orgasm growing as he thrust into the heat of her body. Slowly at first, then faster and faster. Every muscle tensed, he hunched over her, burying his muzzle in her ruff. The supervisor noted his ejaculation starting as his tense thighs shivered around her paw, his fluffy tail hitching higher and higher. The vixen noticed the lull in his thrusting, and looked back.
His muzzle was drawn in a snarl of pleasure, his body tense above her like a statue, tail arching. He yelped, and she felt his penis pulse within her, once, and twice, and then a warm squirting inside her hips. His tail flagging up and down in time to the pulses, which were coming quickly now. His hotly spraying penis inside her was causing a warm pleasurable feeling in her femaleness. She felt friendly toward him, so she licked his muzzle a few times, but he didn't seem to notice.
The supervisor felt the base of his penis begin to pulse through his furry sheath, she looked at his beautiful tense body, his flagging tail. She felt rather hungry as she thought of what was squirting out of it. Hardly noticing the slim black vixen below him, she lowered her head and gave his furry balls a few licks, then stuck her head between his thighs and grabbed his sheath in her mouth, tasting the pulsing of his penis through it. Feeling a little playful she shook her head gently a few times, causing the orgasming fox's tense body above her to wobble a bit.
The male fox was consumed with pleasure, the tight, hot body of the vixen around his squirting maleness, the wolf's teeth holding the base of his penis firmly through his sheath, and every extra movement sending renewed shudders of pleasure through his body. Finally the vixen felt his pulsing beginning to slow as he came down from his incredible peak of pleasure. He slumped panting over her body, spent.
The supervisor let him rest for a few minutes, then drew his penis out of the vixen's femaleness. She moved around beside him, and after glancing about furtively for a moment, she began licking his penis as he slowly, shivering, became aroused again. Still mounted on the vixen, his maleness in the wolf's mouth, he began to thrust once more. He clutched the vixen as he humped the supervisors muzzle, his furry hips beginning to tense as his balls swung just in front of her nose.
She rolled his organ around in her mouth, rubbed it with her sharp teeth, sucked on it while lapping at the slit on the tip. With her paw she reached between his legs and stroked his silky balls and sheath as he approached his second climax. It hit him, and he froze, his tail hitching up again. Yipping loudly and clutching the vixen's furry body, he began to cum, his tail jerking up and down.
The wolf smiled as his maleness pulsed in her mouth, spraying the warm, tasty fluid down her throat. Savoring the flavor of his orgasm, she idly stroked his flank, his pulsing penis squirting more and more of the delicious semen into her mouth. Suddenly she heard a noise. Quickly she released him from her mouth, and shoved his still spraying organ back into the vixen's femaleness, eliciting a yelp of surprise as her body was filled again.
A large male wolf entered the room and glanced at the orgasming fox, maleness embedded under the vixen's tail, his tail flagging. The male wolf picked up one of the implements from the counter, and with a glance at the supervisor, left the room. She pulled the fox's penis back out of the vixen, and lapped the last few weak spurts from him, then he finished and lay limply on the female fox's back. She spoke into the intercom briefly, and shortly a pair of wolves entered the room and led the vulpines away. It was only after they were gone that she noticed her whiskers were coated with fox semen.