High School Reunion
Here's a (smutty) story about what would be the best reunion ever.
The school parking lot was filled with cars, furs and people of all types walked from the vehicles into the main entrance of the building. It was Conner's tenth high school reunion and he didn't know why he was there. After graduation Conner had left town going to a college over an hour away for a reason. He had had friends in high school, he was on the football and baseball teams, but he liked his art classes the best.
Conner was a white-tailed deer, he stood well over six foot tall, without his six point antlers, bright brown fur on the top side of his muzzle, with white on the underside down his stomach. adjusted his shirt collar, it felt overly tight on his throat. Conner stretched the bottom of his shirt, adjusting his pants, his little fleck of a tail flipping around. He had gotten divorced almost a year prior and hadn't bothered to find a new girlfriend so he went in stag. As he joined the crowd into the school, he recognized a couple of faces, said hi and smiled.
Inside they funneled everyone into the gymnasium. Streamers had been placed along the ceiling, a stage at one end had a DJ, off to the right of the entrance a table with drinks and food had been put out. A horse Conner recognized walked up to him, slapping his back. "Is that Conner? Man, it's been what, five years?" The horse was Tommy Pierce, a fellow football player. He still had the same build although with a beer gut now.
"Maybe, that seems like the last time I had been around," Conner answered.
"Weren't you married last time?"
"Yeah, well, it didn't work out."
"That happens, happened twice already to me," Tommy said.
Twice, Conner thought. "Oh, that sucks"
"Yeah, ah well, man. There are some hotties here tonight." He looked around at the group gathered. "Isn't that Corey Anderson?"
Just walking through the doors to the gym, a gray raccoon in, a black dress that sparkled in the light, she clutched a purse in her hands. She looked around the room, her eyes not locking on anyone or anything in particular. someone yelled her name from her side, she turned and smiled walking over to the screaming person.
"Whoa, she is looking good," Conner said.
"A lot better than she did back in high school," Tommy responded. In high school, Corey was a bit of a nerd, always wearing over-sized shirts, thick glasses. Always the first person to raise her hand when the teacher asked for help. But now, she was a knockout. "Think she's seeing anyone?" He asked.
"I don't know," Conner told him. "This is the first time I've seen her in years."
"Right, well," he downed whatever was in his cup. "I'm going to find out." Conner watched horse walk away. He started chatting up Corey, who let out a long laugh with whatever he said. Conner turned and looked for something else to pay attention to.
Conner had caught up with friends he hadn't seen for years, for about an hour. After that hour he needed to get away from the crowd. Leaving the gym, he turned left toward the lunch room. He tried the doors but they were locked. He walked past the lunch room and turned a hall past the main offices, in front of him a gate blocked him from the classrooms. A lock on the side, keeping the gate in place. He tried the gate but it was also locked.
"Don't you know gates are meant to keep you out?" Conner turned to see Corey standing behind him. "They don't want people sneaking around."
Conner laughed. "Yeah, but I wanted to see if things looked the same."
"Oh, they do."
"You know?"
"Well, I am a teacher here now. I also have the key to the gate." She pulled a set of keys from her purse. Unlocking the gate, she pulled it open. "Want to go see Mr. Henderson's classroom."
"Why his?" Conner asked. He closed the gate behind them as they walked toward the room.
"You don't remember?"
"Apparently not."
Corey didn't say anything else until they entered a classroom on the far side of the building. Five rows of five desks lined out with, facing the blackboard, with the teacher's desk in the back. Corey walked down the aisle to a desk sitting down. She put her chin in her hand, with her elbow on the desktop. "Remember yet?"
"I was in this class. And I'm guessing you were too?"
"Got it," she said with a wink. "I sat here. You sat here," she pointed to the desk right in front of her.
"Right." He sat down in the desk in front of her, turning around in the seat to look at her.
"And Jenna Lowery sat next to me." She tapped the desk to her left. "And you would constantly stand next to her hitting on her. Shoving your butt in my face." She gave a snort.
"Oh, sorry about that." Conner scratched behind his ear.
"It's fine, you have a nice butt." She stopped. "I mean you had a nice butt, back in the day."
"Thank you? I think." They stared at each other, Conner's heart began beating faster, slamming against his rib cage. "So, is Mr. Henderson still here?"
"Yeah, cranky as can be." Corey leaned over her desk closer to Conner, he leaned in as well.
"He must be close to seventy by now." Conner leaned closer. Extending his neck, his lips pushing against hers, she kissed back. His hand laid on top of hers, wrapping his fingers around her palm.
She suddenly sat back. "This isn't how it was supposed to go," Corey said.
"Excuse me?"
"I came here, looking great I might add, and I was supposed to seduce you. And kiss you first."
Conner shook his head. "What?"
Corey put her face in her hands, rubbing her eyes. "I had such a crush on you. And everyday I looked at the back of your head, or your butt when you were crushing on Jenna. I liked the little knots you had before you got full antlers." She sighed. "I don't know, I found out through a friend you planned on coming, and you were divorced. So, I came hoping that..." She waved her hand. "This would happen. But I was supposed to kiss you. That was the plan."
"Okay, so..." Conner rubbed his head between his antlers. "Then, let's start over."
"What?"
"Yeah, just rewind." Corey narrowed her eyes at him. But Conner started over, just saying. "Yeah, and Jenna sat there."
Corey gave him a smile. "Yeah, and I always got to look at your butt." She leaned over her desk, crashing her lips against Conner's. Her hand reaching around, pulling on the back of his head, crushing their mouths together. Corey crawled over her desk, while kissing Conner, his hands wrapped around her back, touching the back of her neck. She pulled away from him, a smile across her face. "I waited for this for ten years." She kissed him again. A tent had formed in his pants, her eyes flicked down for a brief moment, before back into Conner's eyes. "You seem to like this."
"Yeah."
"Sit up on the desk." He did as she said. She slid from her desk, grabbing the front of his pants, popping the button open. She pulled his pants down, Conner lifting his butt so she could pull them off. His cock flipped up, sticking out from the white fur of his crotch. His cock was red, with blue veins along the surface, he had a pointed head, leading to a smooth shaft. Wrapping her hand around his cock, she got down on to her knees, licking the sides of his cock. Running her tongue around the underside of the head up to the tip, she gave his cock a kiss. She opened her mouth letting her lips drag along his cock as he slid into her maw. Conner leaned back as far as he could on the small surface. She started bobbing her head on his cock, her hand jerking the bottom. Looking up at him with her eyes wide. Conner looked back, his mouth hanging open, he would let out small grunts as she blew him. Corey pulled her mouth off of him, jerking his cock. "Lay back further," she ordered. Conner grabbed the desk behind him scooting it over. He laid back across the two desks. She kissed the underside of his cock, going down to his balls, she took one into her mouth, suckling it. She pushed his legs up, kissing his sack, and down his taint, pushing his legs up further, she exposed his butt and tight ring inside. Her tongue ran across the hole. She spit on his anus, it winked at the sudden warmth. Shoving her tongue inside of his back door. Conner let out a long moan.
His ex had done this for him once or twice, and he had always liked it, and the fact that Corey did it out of the blue made his stomach jump. Her tongue pushed further into him, her hand grabbing his cock jerking him quickly. Pre spit from him, running down his length. Taking her tongue from him she replaced it with her middle finger. She curled it finding his prostate, Conner jumped his hole squeezing her finger as more pre spurt from him. Her lips clamped around his cock head, sucking his pre clean, all the while pushing on his p-spot. He bucked his hips as his orgasm hit, shooting thick ropes of semen into her waiting mouth. She gladly swallowed his cream.
Laying on the desks, Conner's vision had blurred, he raised a hand to his forehead. "This isn't how I thought tonight would go," he said.
"I hoped it would've," she said. "Now it's your turn." She had hiked up her dressed, and pulled off her panties. Leaning forward on a desk, her tail up and over her back, she showed off her butt and slit to Conner. Conner slid from the desk, his legs were like jelly, and he fell to his knees. His nose pushed against her cheeks and tongue shot out into her lower lips. She was already moist as his muscle slid inside of her. She leaned further over letting his tongue slide in further. His hand reached up finding her clit, rubbing her erect nub. She pushed back against his tongue. "Fuck," she moaned. Conner used his opposite hand to jerk his cock back to life.
As his cock swelled back to his full mast, he stood up behind her. "Do you have protection?" He asked.
"No, it's fine. Just pull out before you cum."
He held his cock, pushing it against her lips. His dick slid inside of her. They moaned together as he pushed until his crotch met her ass. Wrapping his arms around her chest, he picker his up, and kissed her as he began humping her. Their bodies slapping together, she broke away from the kiss letting out a whimper. She pushed back into his body as he pushed in. Lowering his hands to her hips, he pulled her back, they fell into a rhythm. His cock had more energy than he had felt in years, it felt like it could crack a diamond, he didn't know if it was her or the fact they could be caught at any moment, but he fucked her like there was no tomorrow. Corey leaned all the way over the desk, her tail high in the air.
"Fuck, Conner, fuck me," she nearly yelled. Her cunt flooded with liquid, warmth surrounding Conner's dick, a thin liquid dripped down his balls as his body slapped hers. Her body squeezed and sucked on his dick as she came. She let moaned pushing against his crotch, he ground against her. Laying on the desktop, she panted, her tongue hanging from her mouth. Conner stayed still, his cock buried in her. "You didn't finish did you?" She asked.
"No, not yet."
"Pull out a second." Conner did. Corey turned around, jumping up onto the desk, spreading her legs. "Come on." Conner slid his cock back inside. She wrapped her arms around his neck and legs around his hips. He pumped into her, while she sucked on his neck, grinding her hips into his crotch. They moaned and swore, getting closer and closer to their edge. After a couple minutes of fucking he felt his balls pull up against his body. He pulled out of her, she realized what was happening. Sliding off the desk, she shoved his cock between her lips as he spurt again. Swallowing his second load, this time not as thick but still just as good.
Corey pulled off of Conner. "That was great," he said. He sat on the floor by her, she laid against him, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. "So, you really planned this?"
"Not planned, hoped," she said.
They pulled their clothes back into place. Made sure they didn't have any bodily fluids on their clothes or in their fur, before walking to join the party. Most of the people were gone now, from a hundred down to twenty people. "Want to get out of here?" He asked.
"My house is pretty close," she responded.