A Retelling: My Fist Experience in The Back Room
The retelling of my first ever chat experience in the Back room.
After being drenched in a late evening storm, Yonic found herself pushing through an unusual looking part of town. Looking for any building with unlocked doors to keep her dry and possibly warm. Black leather doors became slippery as wet hands pushed them open. Her cold body left her no time to stop and smell the air. Yonic's eyes caught the flicker of an open fire place. She blindly rushed towards the only source of lighting and warmth in this dim building. Kneeling before the mantle ledge, her ears became aware of a soft sigh lingering through the room. She could feel predatory eyes on her. She turned her head to peer at the new surrounding only to be met by a large bear and a petite mouse shagging on one of the various ebony leather couches. Yonic was deep within the belly of the beast. A romping sex club known as The Back Room.
Yonic stuck out her tongue slowly in disgust as the words 'Daddy, yes!' ripped from the promiscuous rodents' mouth. She moved her gaze back to the fire and started to peel off her sopping wet jacket. The lingering feeling eyes seemed to double as Yonic sat by the fire in her soaked fur. Clothing unable to dry fast enough. She sighed. "Is that really a possum?" came forth from deeper in the cavernous affairs. Yonic put a mossy log on the fire. New light revealing the walls were covered with racks of lewd toys and trinkets.
"It can't be, there hasn't been an opossum in here for ages.." Paw pads came quickly across the linoleum floor as a curious bunch approached. Yonic again hissed, paws softly massaging her shoulders. This unwanted touch. "Hell, she is a possum.. Cute little one too."
Yonic shook of their touch and turned to see a sergal grinning down at her. "Keep it in your pants, I'm here to stay outta the rain." There was a group behind him. A busty cat, one shark with an after coitus smoke hanging from his lips, and a curiously small Gold and black dragon. 'Like a stuffed toy..Must be a runt' She thought.
The small dragon seemed to pat the butts of the small group as he pushed through them. The sergal, loosing interest, left after her blunt comment, "Hi there, haven't seen you around here before. Are you new?" The small dragon floated before her, smile wide on his face, "I've been here for a long time. Seen so many wander through. But never you." Yonic felt a smile pull at her dull expression.
"Yeah, wandered in from the storm outside.. New to- whatever you'd call this. I'm Yonic." The dragon extended a hand, she shook it. He seemed to squeak.
"Duo Theus. Nice to meet you."