The party after the contest, or how to lose your virginity in five hours

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Graffiti: The high school party (or how to lose yo...


Graffiti: The high school party (or how to lose your virginity in six hours)

The usual stuff and warning.-This site and the story that I've posted are for adults ONLY and are not meant to be seen by minors. If you're a minor don't read below this disclaimer. You have been warned. (includes sex and orgy, bad language, lots of sex, alcohol use).

-P.S. I like the way Marilyn Manson performs on stage so I couldn't resist adding what could be called 'a brief, imaginary concert' in which he's performing, even though I haven't been in a rock concert in years. The part regarding the artist was done with the greatest respect as I don't want to soil his image. (The rest of this story is part of my imagination to get everyone horny, so no-one really cares). Please, rate this story.

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Julie and her boyfriend sat on the bed while they were smoking 'grass' joints and making out with each other. Their little chit-chat turned into a discussion about the events during the graffiti competition three days ago. Julie exclaimed: "Are you sure that Lucille's ex-boyfriend denounced all of us?! What a big mother-fucker!"

The skunk boy nodded: "Yeah, that's the straw that broke the horse's back! Now he's an outcast and the guys from the football team are keeping him under surveillance in case he tries something funny against us." Julie replied: "I hope that he tries to do something stupid, so the team will give him a world of hurt. But how did you managed to know his intentions and call me on time?"

Julie's boyfriend answered: "Well, apparently that slimy ass-hole was bullying a poor Collie for money when she wouldn't give him any. I've personally overheard some of his friends in the school's cafeteria talking about the subject when I called you. I tried to call my sister but her phone was out of range. You were my only hope that Lucille wouldn't be caught again. She's a chronic thrill-seeker."

Julie retorted: "I'm glad that both of our siblings didn't get caught. He wouldn't be able to take it if he was expelled from school."

The skunk boy responded to Julie's last comment: "Yeah! I'm glad that you warned them about the police, love. And you'll be surprised at how rumors spread like wildfire around that school. I've heard that the Doberman will have to sell his ass off to pay half the school. I've heard that he has been deceiving those he couldn't bully with altered dice."

Julie sighed: "Fuck! That's how any delinquent starts! I'm surprised that the slimy bastard still had friends."

The skunk boy frowned when he saw his sister's number on the cell-phone screen: "Hello Lucille! What did you said?! Are you serious!? But how am I going to explain this to the rest of the guys? Oh, fuck!" The skunk grimaced: "Julie, I'm afraid that I have bad news. Remember that Lucile bailed out some girls from her team?"

Julie retorted: "Of course I do. Why are you asking?"

The skunk sobbed: "Dad took away her credit cards and her car. He made her pay for the girl's bail with her own money as some sort of punishment. Now she doesn't know what to do. Dad has been ape-shit with Lucille and her former boyfriend for a pretty long time. And now with what happened last week in the abandoned car dealer and the graffiti competition, the whole situation is even worse. Yesterday, Dad gave her a lecture that almost made her black fur turn white like an arctic fox. She bolted to her room, crying hysterically."

Julie felt like giving a piece of her mind to Lucille's dad, but she pondered if it would be better to help the skunk girl with the compromise: "Give me my phone. If your sister didn't spend all her money maybe we can still fix this mess. Tomorrow we're going to shop food by the bulk at the military base. My brother knows a pretty foal corporal and she could let me get in."

The skunk nodded: "I'm on the task right now!"

Julie shook her head: "Forget it! I'll personally call her and explain everything. You better dial that phone and call at some furs that my brother knows from the red light district and some guys from Dee Jay's garage rock-band. The address book with their phone numbers is in my purse. We're going to make a party that everybody will remember, but it's going to be dirt cheap compared with the amount that she was going to spend originally."

The skunk nodded: "You and your brother are pretty smart."

Julie smiled: "Thanks! We will need to call both art teams to decorate the dancing place. However, we would still have a hole on our piggybank because all the dancing halls that I know are either public places in which the police will pester us, and the few hotels in town will cost us a fortune that we don't have."

The skunk boy snapped his fingers: "Forget those places! The best place that I know would be either one of two horse ranches that dad owns, or one of his unused warehouses in the now abandoned industrial zone. Both places are too far from any nosy neighbors to complain and pretty difficult for the police to find. It would cost very little to clean that place. Dad always keeps the warehouse in good shape in case he has to sell it."

"So everything is planned! We'll call everyone again tomorrow and start assigning the tasks. Now get closer love, I'm going to give you a reward for working so hard." Julie said, as she began to nibble his boyfriend's lips and kiss him. Knowing that Julie's scaled chest was flat and hard as a boy's, the skunk kept caressing her shoulders and the tentacles around her head. Julie smiled when her soft belly felt his warm erection. She nodded and separated her legs, allowing him to give her pleasure orally. Julie giggled as she crawled towards his penis and engulfed it with her muzzle. The room reverberated with the noises of two lovers licking and sucking each other's genitalia as their bodies trembled with anticipation and ecstasy. The youngsters had to muffle their cries when their bodies exploded in orgasmic pleasure.

Julie became alarmed when she heard a toilet flushing. Her lover hissed when he felt pain on his nether region: "Ouch! Be careful with those fangs love! Perhaps I want to make you egg-heavy someday!" Julie kissed the skunk's penis: "I'm sorry dear, but I must be sure that mom and dad are still asleep." The skunk boy replied: "I'll go and check, you stay on bed." Moments later, the white-striped lad replied: "Don't worry; it's just your big brother going to the crap room."

The young couple resumed their mutual licking when they were surprised by an intruder sitting on their bed. Were they caught by their parents? To the youngster's surprise, it was Joseph who was sitting on the bed while he was grinning from ear to ear. Joe laughed: "Well, there's nothing like the smell of skunk musk, cum and weed. Are those just grass joints, or were they laced with chemical junk?" Julie replied: "No Joe, we rolled them ourselves and it only has 'grass'." Joseph nodded: "Good! I wouldn't like to give C.P.R. to both of you. Bathe yourselves when you finish, or the whole block will know what you were doing." Both minors winced when they realized that their parents would punish them for smelling like 'weed'.

Then Julie had fit of giggles when she saw that Joseph's erection was brushing against her boyfriend's butt. When both males realized what happened, they blushed. The little scaled nymphomaniac smiled when she realized that her pheromones were affecting her brother. This could be fun and so arousing. But Julie frowned when she saw that her boyfriend's erection jumped when his ass-cheek felt Joseph's wet penis. Is he a bisexual skunk or he's just horny? Julie went to her night-table and extracted from it what looked like a dog collar and some aphrodisiac lubricant.

She said: "Let's play a game for tonight. This is an obedience collar, and whoever wears this collar must obey me or the person who I designate. Then we shall trade places...

Joseph continued: "And the slave shall become master! I like it." To the surprise of both males, she started to collar Joseph while she whispered: "Remember the bet you made and your promise to Lucille!" Joseph nodded: "Yeah, but be careful. There's no need to hurt anyone."

Julie nodded as she separated her legs: "What are you waiting for, my love. My species have no hymen, but you may take my virginity. As for you, beloved brother, lubricate yourself and get ready to fuck some ass." Julie's lover wondered if Julie would be able to take a double penetration, but he said nothing. The skunk was happy that he would give Julie a lot of pleasure without causing her any pain.

When the black-furred cub got lubed and ready to penetrate her, he felt that someone lifted his striped tail and separated his ass-cheeks. Joseph smiled as he whispered at his pointy ears: "I didn't suspect that you liked to fool around with guys. Oh, don't worry about that, I have fooled around with some guys at the junior football team when I was younger than you are now. I'll give you some hints about what to do to make her happier."

Joseph kissed both youngsters in their foreheads as Julie's lover got prepared to penetrate her, and Joseph in turn got ready to fuck the black furred lad. The skunk boy felt that Joseph's penis was wiggling inside his tail-hole and stimulating his prostate like a finger. Julie laughed when she saw her lover's expression of surprise as his innards were stretched like it would by an oversized dildo. The skunk gasped: "What the fuck is he doing to me? My dick is so hard that is ready to split a brick in half."

Julie giggled as she embraced her lover: "I forgot to tell you, dear. My brother has a double penis." The skunk's jaw hung before he started involuntarily to moan as Julie humped him back, making Joseph's erection painfully hard. Julie began to devour him with kisses again while Joseph began on cue to caress the youngsters' scaly skin, fur, nipples, the base of their tails, until the lovers' breathing became faster and more erratic. Joseph smiled as he started to fuck harder: "You got a nice butt, lad. The way your ass clenches around my two penises makes me consider going queer." In that very moment both cubs screamed their names in passion as their pleasure peaked.

Joseph kissed them tenderly after they passed out: "It seems that these cubs wouldn't be able to resist a domination and submission foreplay. I'll carry them to the shower for a sponge bath and a fresh diaper before tucking them to bed. The smell of cum, weed and skunk musk is making me horny. If mom and dad knew that I used dirty words arouse these cubs, the adults would fill my muzzle with soap before skinning me alive!"

In the next day the art groups divided into two groups as the majority started to decorate the reunion place and two smaller groups of furs prepared three different sets of basic light and sound systems for the unused places so the overworked police would be distracted. These three 'decoy' sites would distract the overworked police department. Meanwhile the trucks were unloading the speakers, movie projectors and the giant screens that would be used in the concert. The rest of the artists were decorating the walls with graffiti on a semi-conductive surface before placing self-adherent light-bulbs. Some of the guys from the football team were hanging from the ceiling some white and semi-transparent, animated sculptures that would reflect the multicolor and stroboscopic lights used in the show.

The hours passed and the abandoned place lost its derelict appearance and started to look like the product of a fantasy movie or the pages from a fairy tale book as the electro-mechanic 'mythological creatures' moved. The effect of the lights, lasers and movie projectors into the artwork would be enough to satisfy the crowd, even without the participation of the bands. A military truck with all sorts of food and distilled spirits were stored in a nearby room, as the beer and whiskey would soon overflow like a creek. Meanwhile, Lucille spoke with a couple of friends from her dad's company. They agreed to install the generators that would power the light and sound system that would be used at the party while a squadron of nerds commanded by the an overweight platypus organized the installment to the computer animation effects and lights.

Gradually, the guests for the 'clothing optional' party began to arrive, not before taking a long route, and sometimes driving back and forth on infrequently transited roads to make sure they weren't followed. Once the guests arrived in the warehouse, the cars were parked on the adjoining building as the guests started to strip and place their clothes inside a numbered locker or in their car. Most of the furs kept their shoes, jewelry and a small pouch for the cell phone. Nearly half of the guests were a quite apprehensive as they walked into a pre-fabricated, plywood tunnel that adjoined the improvised parking lot with the dancing hall.

Once inside, the guests were surprised to see a three stories high building were unclothed vixens and female cheetahs danced sensually inside cages. A pair of strong longhorn bouncers from the football team picked up the V.D. test results and then escorted their schoolmates to the party. Some of the skinny or chubby guys (or girls) didn't stay clothed for long as they found couples, either or their own or opposite sex. The party started slowly, as the couples shyly began to dance under the rhythm of hip-hop, dance and 'industrial metal'. The fawn disk jockey frowned as she encouraged not-so-inhibited crowd to start dancing. But once the youngsters started to shake their tails, no-one wanted the party to stop.

The hours passed as the couples started to dance, chat and eat. Some furs complained about the food, commenting that the catering was more appropriate for a junior high-school party. Other furs started to fist fight for a girl and the guys from the football team quickly dealt with the two, warning them to behave or they would have to hear the music on the cold parking lot, without their clothes.

The fawn noticed that the audience was getting bored, impatient or both so she called the first artist, a young, aspiring hip-hop singer that started to recite his experiences on the street. The rhythm was very moving and melodic, but the lyrics were somewhat sad as they reflected the life on the streets. The rooster muttered: "What's wrong? I've seen better spirits in a killed gunslinger's funeral."

The public applauded, but seeing that they weren't completely satisfied or that his interaction with the public was failing, the roster changed strategy, instead he sang a number from Kanye West ('Golddigger') as he gestured some of the girls to join and dance topless on the stage. When some girls in the audience imitated the dancers on stage, a raccoon male elbowed a horse on the ribs: "Did you see how those bitches are swaying their hips." The horse answered: "If they keep doing that I'm afraid that someone will accuse me of indecent exposure. My big penis is emerging from its sheath."

The raccoon smirked: "Well, let's do something about that erection". So both males grabbed the hips from some of the dancing females as they gave the girls a big sloppy kiss. The girls hiked their tails up and the boys took that as an invitation for intercourse. Even the fawn disk jockey began to masturbate when she saw the horse penetrating a young dragoness in public. She gestured one of the prairie dogs from the computer-geek squad to replace her while she stripped off her dress approached to the copulating pair, in hopes that she would get screwed from that equine. But half an hour later she couldn't walk straight.

Soon, the massive movie screens turned on for the main even as the lasers began illuminate the ceiling. Soon the trapdoor on the stage floor began to open to reveal... It couldn't be!? ITS' MARYLIN MANSON AND HIS BAND! The crown when silent in disbelief for a few seconds, then the public roared and started applauding with such fervor that some furs thought that the whole building was going to collapse. Julie yelled like a child half her age before hyperventilating: "It's really him! It's really him! But... if we had only the money to pay for a travestied ferret which would disguise himself and perform like the real Mason, why the fuck is the AUTHENTIC Mason going to sing here? Oh, I feel dizzy. "

During five hours the goth-clad singer delighted his audience with 'Anti-Christ Super-star', 'Dance of the hope hats', 'This is new shit', 'Dried up, tied and dead to the world' and other hits. The whole dancing floor turned into a disco as the computer controlled lasers and stroboscopic lights changed the people's mod as the young furs started to dance with more enthusiasm, often showing off or competing with other furs. Those who were too tired to move chorused the lyrics of the song.

"You infected me, took (my) diamonds. I took all your shit/.

/You wanted perfect, you got your perfect. But now I'm too perfect for someone like you/.

/I've got an "F" and a "C" and I got a "K" too, and the only thing that's missing is "U"/.

A snow white smile and you'll never be as perfect whatever you do/,

Your "sell-by-date" expired, so you had to be sold/.

I've got an 'F' and a 'C' and I got a 'K' too/.

And the only thing that's missing is a bitch like you/.

What's my name? What's my name? Hold the 'S' because I am an AIN'T."

(M. Mason, Partial lyrics of the song -(S)aint)

But all good things have to end, as the artist patiently waved goodbye and promoted his next concert in Paris. The adolescents were excited that such a famous star would bother to spend time with them, but and the same time the crowd was sad when he leaved.

An ostrich commented: "No wonder the food was so plain and crummy, if Lucille had to pay him. She's going up in the social ladder."

Julie spoke on the megaphone begging to the adolescents not to go, that a final activity was going to start and that anyone who wished to participate could do so. Meanwhile, some furs carried a 22- feet, stain-resistant plush bunny to the center of the dance floor. When Julie padded towards the plush toy's crotch and pulled down the zipper, eight dildos and diverse set of vibrators were produced from inside the giant bunny. The rest of the youngsters whistled, started to shout indelicate phrases and grinned from ear to ear. Some of the females whispered nervously among themselves as to what this scaled brat's intentions were.

Julie started to address to the adolescents: "I've pondered on the activities today and I've decided on an activity that will reinforce each other's trust and give pleasure to each other. I've cancelled the dominance/submission act for security and legal reasons. Only couples or sex partners that know each other well may participate. No humiliating practices, no fur pulling, mistreating or hitting other furs is prohibited. Choose your mate or partners carefully and let the fun begin."

She kept giving instructions while having fun at the participants' expense: "On our first activity the victim, (Oops!) volunteer shall count backward from two hundred to one, recite the alphabet backwards or a poem, do an algebraic equation or some shit like that. His mate or partner will use the any combination of dildos, vibrators, his own penis, a vial of cinnamon oil on the toy's neck or whatever means necessary to make her cum before she finishes."

(Julie giggled when she saw the surprised faces of the participants). "No interaction between contestants shall count as a defeat and no conversations or interruptions shall be allowed between participants except for the safe-word. So let's begin!"

Julie's lover smiled while he developed an erection: "Sounds cool. I want to go first!"

Julie's eyes flared with a wave of jealousy: "Wait a second; you can't get into any sexual debauchery without me. I'm your official whore!"

A bull stag smiled: "Those are the words that we were waiting to hear. Restrain and place her over the plush-toy!"

Julie muttered: "Oh fuck!"

A squirrel girl quipped while tying her legs and arms with Velcro: "Precisely!"

A group of males winked at each other and decided that they would rub their penises all over the cubs, drenching them completely with their seed. Julie was making an effort to control her abdominal muscles and clench her cunt around her lover's penis while the couple enjoyed the different shapes, hardness and textures of different kinds of penises while they rubbed on their backs, chests, muzzles, armpits, ass-cracks and tail-holes.

The adolescents looked with fascination when Julie's hide changed colors like a chameleon when she got horny. An Akita dog accidentally bit her on one tentacle, arousing her to the point of urinating over the skunk lad's body. She didn't know that the urine would actually arouse and make him come inside her.

An Akita dog and a horse agreed to penetrate the cubs anally while the rest of the furs used the vibrators on the young couple's skin. The horse lifted Julie along with her lover and made her sit on the horse's long penis. Julie relaxed her bowels like she was taking a crap, but the pain was almost unbearable until she was full of horse penis.

The skunk boy's eyes widened when he realized that he was penetrated by an Akita dog: "Knock that off, will ya!"

The canine winked: "Calm down, sweet lad and enjoy the feeling."

In minutes, the cubs' pleasure peaked and descended like a roller coaster, until both lovers' orgasm overwhelmed them.

The horse muttered worriedly: "Fuck, we better take care of them, or that feathered dragon will tear my head off, literally." The horse gestured to a group of females, which escorted both exhausted cubs to the old decontamination showers.

Joseph frowned when he looked at the staggering cubs: "Julie perhaps you should go early. I don't think that Lucille was right in inviting you here! You're stinking like alcohol?!"

The skunk boy pouted: "She can't stay any longer?"

Joseph answered: "You can come with us if you what, but I would advice to the rest of you guys to go home. The police are searching for us after their last fiasco six days ago."

The fawn disk jockey exclaimed while she stepped out of the shower: "I've been told that the police raided one of the horse ranches. According to my sources, if the police sheriff doesn't find us on time, his chances of getting re- elected for his position are non-existent."

The fawn girl frowned: "What is that commotion all about?"

A bovine bouncer commented: "You won't believe what I'm going to tell to both of you; Lucille's ex-lover was here with the excuse that he wanted to hide in. He said that someone was going to break his legs. We don't care if they do, but he's not going to denounce us and ruin our party."

Joseph asked: "Did he steal anything?"

He smiled: "No, and we didn't let him stay near the cars. This clothing-optional party was a fucking good way to discourage anyone from bringing guns or huge quantities of dope to the party."

Joseph waved a goodbye: "Good night you guys! Better get home while you can. The police just hit one of the 'decoys' and we need you for the football game next week. Good luck!"

The brown bull winked: "Drive safely guys! See you later honey-bread!"

Joseph frowned while he looked at Julie: "Don't tell me you've been giving head to that bovine?"

Julie answered: "But I don't know him!"

Both reptiles looked at the black furred lad while his ears changed to a brighter shade of pink. "What? Why are you looking at me that way?"

Joseph rolled his eyes while he turned on the radio, hoping to get some rock ballads, but instead he got a local news report:"The police reported minutes ago that young dog was found near the public park severely beaten, with apparent fractures on his left shoulder, right paw and both legs. The victim is now in the hospital's intensive care unit, being attended for severe traumas. No identification was found inside the Doberman's wallet and no money. The police are now investigating this case of theft and aggravated assault. In other news a tornado hit... (Click!)

Julie turned the radio's reception button: "I want to hear music, not depressing news."

Suddenly, Joe felt an awful premonition, like an awful feeling in the pit of his stomach. He addressed to the cubs: "You better go to sleep early. I feel that something bad is about to happen?"

Julie gasped: "Do you think that the police will catch some of our friends?"

Joseph didn't say anything, but he kept silent during his long way home. Once inside he diapered both cubs and tucked Julie on her bed. Julie's boyfriend slept in the guest room. Joseph sighed while he picked up the phone: "Hello! Is this Fur-Ville's Memorial hospital? I might have information concerning the identity of a patient that recently arrived to the intensive care unit with severe traumas...

To be continued...