A Night at the Cinema
This is my first ever attempt of writing yiff, and English is not my native language, so please have mercy. But you can still feel free to rate and comment; any constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.
Note: My inspiration for Cathie is Sheila Black, the mother of Fisk and Lucy in Jay Naylor's web comic Better Days. So if your imagination sucks, go to his website to see how she looks. And even if you can imagine, go there anyway, the comic´s awesome.
Warning: This story contains adult scenes and descriptions of erotic character, so anyone under the age of 18 should leave now. But since I know you won´t listen, please don´t get caught. I will NOT take responsibility for you screwing up your relationship with your parents (or with anyone else for that matter).
Anyway, if you dare to defy this disclaimer, I hope you´ll have a good time reading my story.
p.s. And yes, the title is based on the Marx´s brothers movie "A Night at the Opera".
Cathie got out of her car and started heading for the mall. It was Friday night, and with all of her friends occupied with their own lives, she had taken the opportunity to go see that new, really good movie at the local cinema.
Her hips swayed as she walked, the fluffy white cat-tail held high in the air. Cathie blushed a bit as some of the furs she passed started sniffing the air as they followed her with their gaze.
She had recently went into heat, and with her not having a boyfriend since she had caught the last one cheating on her a few months ago, she had no help in getting out of her heat anytime soon. Her loins were constantly on fire, dripping with want for the only thing she and her quite big paycheck could not get. Because at this time, when her heat were at its worst, not even her most trustworthy vibrators or dildos were to bring any satisfaction longer than a few minutes. She had to walk with her tail high and her thighs a bit more apart than usual. She was afraid that any friction at all would trigger her to moan out loud in a public orgasm in front of complete strangers. The incredible sensitivity of her neither regions had already forced her to change underwear three times that day. And even though she had put on an extra dose of perfume to hide the scent, Cathie could imagine her body reeking with lust.
As Cathie, after what had seemed like an eternity, finally got to the cinema, she quickly abandoned the idea of buying some popcorn and candy. The line must had been twenty feet long, and since she already had soaked the forth pair of panties of the day with her juices, a dark patch was starting to spread out over the crotch of her jeans. While blushing furiously, Cathie quickly ran down the stairs to the saloon and into the comforting darkness.
Unfortunately for Cathie, this particular movie were extremely popular, so even after being up for four weeks already, the saloon were full save for two or three seats. Having the seat right by the end of the row, Cathie only had one person beside her. Coming in as one of the last, just as the movie started, a black wolf quickly went past her to take his seat beside Cathie.
While trying to focus on the beginning of the movie she wondered if he could sense her all heated up for a tool similar to the one in the wolfs jeans.
Even though the movie was an incredible production, with just the right amount of action, romance and comedy, Cathie couldn´t enjoy it like the rest of the audience. Her loins burned with unbearable want, and less than halfway through the movie, it became too much to handle for the poor cat. She had to get some release, and fast. She ran to the ladies room and practically threw herself into an empty booth, and within a few seconds her fingers slipped inside her bright red folds.
She had only been in the booth for a minute or two when she was startled by hearing the door to the ladies room suddenly being pushed open, and the steps of another fur echoed a bit in the room. Even though afraid of getting caught, Cathie's sexed up mind wouldn´t take her fingers out of her aching crotch, so she tried to make as little noise as possible while continuing with her pleasuring. It wasn´t until the handle were being pushed down that she realized that she hadn´t locked the booth, and with fear streaming to every part of her body, she saw the door swing open.
Stepping inside were not another female who´d drunk too much soda before the movie, but none other than the black male wolf were standing in front of her. Cathie just looked up at him in surprise, but that quickly turned into shame as she saw the wolf sniff the air and look down at her half naked body, with her fingers still inside of her.
- I-I-I... Cathie stuttered, trying desperately to cover herself up, but the wolf just started to unbuckle his belt, leading her gaze towards the growing bulge in his pants.
Cathie were just dumb struck when the black wolf, now with his pants around his ankles, leaned in and kissed her deeply while starting to knead her right breast. She was amazed by the intensity of the kiss, and any reservations she might have done until now faded away. She finally got a grip of the situation, and found that it was exactly what she wanted. Here was a handsome male to ease her pain. He had sensed her need and was willing to give it to her, then why on earth should she try to reject him?
She started to push back into the kiss, her tongue twirling within the wolf´s mouth, engaged in a battle against his tongue. She grasped the wolf´s tongue, sucking on it for a moment before the battle continued; all the while both furs hands roamed over the others body. Cathie pulled down the male's boxers, hearing the hardened flesh pole slap up against his toned stomach as he backed away a little and literally ripped the soaked panties off of her in sheer, lust filled frustration.
Cathie could see the wolf shutter in anticipation as he eagerly lined up his throbbing cock with her awaiting snatch. She let out a yip of surprise that turned in a lustful moan as he pushed himself to the hilt into her hot twat. Here began a brutal, animalistic fuck that got Cathie swimming in a sea of incredible pleasure. She desperately tried to hold on to the toilet as the wolf pounded into her with such feral force that she almost fell to the floor. Cathie felt a quick wave build up inside her crotch before erupting into one of the heaviest orgasms of her life, a feeling so wonderful that it could only happen during a heat. Her body was shaking like crazy and squirting her pussy juice all over the crotches of the two horny anthros, lubricating her already dripping slit to the point that it started to make a quite decent puddle on the floor.
The black wolf kept ramming into Cathie's red, swollen and oh so wet twat, his ten inches increasing the power and length of her orgasm for more than three minutes. He then picked her, or what quivering remains that were left of her, up with strong arms and pushed her to the wall. Letting gravity do its work, Cathie felt herself begin to climb towards a second orgasm as she was being pierced by the wolfs rock hard shaft, although his rapid thrusts had slowed down to deep, powerful penetrations that made the tip of his cock peek through her cervix with every push.
Suddenly, when Cathie were just moments from her own release, the dark wolf let out a deep growl as he twitched inside her and shot his seed up into her fertile womb. His jizz painting her walls white was just what was needed to push Cathie over the edge towards another neck breaking orgasm. She clamped down on his throbbing beam and released her juices, letting them mix with the wolfcum as she squealed in unbearable pleasure.
After a few minutes of pure bliss, the black wolf pulled out of Cathie releasing a small flood of mixed juices that slowly ran down her legs to join the puddle on the floor. He pulled up his pants and stepped out of the booth as Cathie were just to worn out to do anything but look at him.
The wolf turned around to observe Cathie, with her pants around her ankles, her cum soaked pussy in full view and the ripped panties on the floor beside the puddle of love juices. He gave her a sly smile, turned around and went out the ladies room door never to be seen again.
The End
Cathie and "Black Wolf Stranger" are copyrights of All Vixens Go To Heaven. Feel free to use them, but please tell me first will ya?