FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

I glanced at the clock on the wall and sighed. The tea shop hadn't seen a customer in over an hour, the sun had already set, it was bitter cold and spitting snow, and all I wanted to do was get in my pajamas and curl up with a good book and a cup of cocoa. But I hated to close early in case someone needed something. I might hear them knocking from my apartment above the shop, but then again, I might not.

Hopping up onto the counter, I sat and rubbed my aching hindpaws. I really needed to get a cushion for the wooden box I stood on when dealing with customers. Being a dwarf Rabbit, most folks mistook me for a kid, but being able to look them in the eye helped cut that down a bit. I smiled to myself as I rubbed my lucky foot, which was white while the rest of my fur was black, save for the tip of my tail and a spot on my nose. I had short, stubby ears for a Rabbit, something my friend and business partner, Mer, never tired of calling cute and adorable.

I jumped, startled from my thoughts, as the shop door burst open, the silver bells above the door jangling loudly. A pair of Reindeer stumbled in, one dark brown, the other more golden, leaning on each other and laughing uproariously. They were both dressed in the same, smart-looking uniforms, with black trousers and neat red jackets with golden buckles, trimmed with white fur. It was probably synthetic fur, but being spiritkin to a prey species, it still made my skin crawl.

"Good evening," I said, sliding down from the counter and trying to look professional. "How can I help you gentlemen?" Neither of them had antlers, which meant they were males. They dropped their headgear in early winter, while females kept theirs until spring.

"We're in town for a few days on an extended layover and we'd like to paarrr-taaayyy," the golden one said. "The bartender in the airport lounge said this was the best place--"

"The only place," the dark one interrupted.

"The best, only place to get what we need."

"A layover," I repeated, my gaze moving up and down their lean, shapely bodies. Sue me, I was a Rabbit and always horny. "So you're...pilots?"

They laughed again, harder than when they'd first come in. "Do we look like cockpit snobs? We're flight attendants, honey. We make air travel fun." He looked at me when he said it and licked his lips suggestively.

"You ever join the mile high club?" the dark one asked, reaching out to trail a finger down the middle of my chest. "Fly with us and we'll show you the real meaning of first class."

I could feel my cock swelling within my sheath, my breath quickening. "So, you guys really want to party? I've got just the thing." I pulled my keys out of my pocket and unlocked the cupboard behind the counter where I kept a lot of our special blends, which was the code word Mer gave me for the magic stuff we sell. Inside the cupboard was a chest of tiny drawers, each one neatly labeled. Good thing, because there must have been a hundred of them.

I quickly found what I was looking for, turning back around with a gnarled black root and a small, sharp knife in my paws. I looked them over again, took a guess at their weights, and cut each of them a slice from the root. Then, just for the hell of it, I cut myself a piece, about half as thick as theirs.

"Chew on this, but do not swallow," I told them. "Spit it out when your gums start to tingle."

"Oh, now you're talking," the golden one said, tossing the slice of root into his mouth.

"It tastes like cheesecake!" the dark Deer exclaimed, chewing hard on the woody root.

"Don, what the hell have you been smoking, and why didn't you share?" his friend said. "It distinctly tastes like cocoa."

"Now who's been hitting the bong behind my back?" Don said. "I tell you, Blitz, it's cheesecake."

"Actually," I said before they could argue further, "it tastes different for each person, usually something sweet. Mine tastes like my mother's carrot cake." We chewed for a moment and I took the opportunity to lock the front door and put up the _Closed_sign.

"So, what--besides make me want to hit the dessert cart at DiBello's--is this hunk of root supposed to do?" Blitz asked. "What is it, some kind of ancient witch doctor medicine?"

"Something like that," I said with a smirk. My gums started to tingle and I spat the wad of pulp into the trash can. The Reindeer chewed a few more times, then did the same.

"I don't feel any different," Don said, reaching up to pop the top button on his uniform. I could feel the temperature in the room rising, my skin suddenly sensitive to the weight of my clothes, the caress of the fabric.

"C'mon, boys, the party's in here," I said, stripping off my shirt as I headed for the store room. Their hooves rattled on the stone floor as they followed, giggling and snorting as they pushed each other, each one trying to be the first through the door. Blitz finally won and was rewarded with the first glimpse of my furry ass as I knelt upon the work table with my back to them, my pants and boxers discarded on the floor. I flicked my cottontail in invitation, and was not disappointed.

"Oh, fuck yes!" I cried as a pair of warm, velvet lips pressed between my cheeks, Blitz's hot, muscular tongue lapping against my sensitive hole. This wasn't my first rimjob, but I felt my nuts throb, my cock fully extended and leaking precum on the table in a matter of seconds. Whatever was in that root, it made every nerve sing with pleasure.

Don stepped around in front of me, shrugging out of his uniform jacket and shirt, his chest fur neatly groomed and stark white next to his rich, dark brown coat, a pair of silver rings pierced through his nipples. He cupped my face in one large hoof and kissed me, his tongue delving into my mouth and tangling with my own. I moaned, my body on fire. I reached out, running my soft paws over his satin fur. He released my lips and guided my head to his chest, where I sucked and licked at his nipple rings, making him gasp and groan. If his body felt anything like mine did, it was a miracle he wasn't cumming in his trousers.

I cried out, back arching, as Blitz pushed his thick tongue into my body, spreading my hole and slicking my passage with spit. As horny as I was, I had no trouble adjusting. Blitz thrust as deep as he could, fucking me with his tongue, and I pushed back against him as I came, striping the table beneath me.

"Oh, don't tell me the party's over all ready," Don said, dragging one blunt-ended finger through my cum and licking it off.

"Fuck no," I said with a laugh, grabbing the waistband of his trousers and quickly unbuttoning them. "Don't you know anything about Rabbits? We're always multi-orgasmic. My personal best is seven in a half hour."

"Looks like we hit the fucking jackpot," Blitz said, drawing back and licking his lips. Both Reindeer raced to finish undressing. Don won this time, probably because I'd given him a head start. They switched places and I lay down on my back on the table, my head hanging off the edge and my legs drawn up. I raised my tail expectantly, moaning as my ass was filled by a long, hard Reindeer cock. He wasn't as thick as many of the guys I'd been with, but he was longer than most, rubbing places inside me that had me seeing stars, my toes curling as he pounded me hard and deep.

Blitz stood over me, one hoof stroking his thick sheath, his dark red shaft bobbing as it throbbed with need, the tip oozing clear precum. I opened my mouth, wrapping my lips around his solid, musky shaft, my tongue bathing his salty flesh as he rocked his hips, thrusting into my mouth. I moaned in encouragement, and he grabbed the edge of the table, snorting and panting as he slid his cock down my throat. It was a strange feeling and I reflexively tried to swallow, my throat muscles clenching around his cock. He groaned, his body shaking as he pulled back.

"This little Bunny has a velvet throat," he moaned, fucking my mouth with short, urgent thrusts. "Shit, Don, I'm gonna cum!" I closed my eyes, sucking and swallowing, milking his throbbing cock as he cried out and spilled his load down my throat. Sadly, I didn't even taste it, not until he pulled out and I licked his shaft clean.

"I haven't plowed an ass this sweet since that little Ermine in Glacier City. Remember him?" Don said. He wrapped his arms around my thighs, holding on for leverage as he slammed his cock into me again and again. My cock ached, dark pink and drooling on my belly fur, but before I could reach down and jerk myself off, Blitz leaned over me, wrapped my shaft in his warm, soft lips and sucked until I blew in his mouth. Panting, I lay in a daze, my abdominal muscles clenching as another orgasm began to build, heat flooding my body even before the echoes of the previous one had faded.

"He even tastes good," Blitz said, smacking his lips. He watched, absently stroking his sheath, as I writhed on the table, bucking and moaning with each hard thrust of Don's cock, but it wasn't quite enough to get me off again.

"Oh, yeah, fuck, yeah," Don moaned suddenly, his hips jerking. I felt the warm flood of semen inside me, the powerful jets of thick cream filling me, but it wasn't enough. I wanted more.

"Okay, boys," I said, my legs a little wobbly as I climbed down off the table. "My turn. On all fours." The horny Reindeer dropped to the ground, their tails in the air, begging to be the first to feel my cock in their ass. I rubbed my slick cockhead against Don's tight pucker, making him moan, but it was Blitz that I sank my meat into. He bleated like a Goat, clenching around my shaft, and I pumped my hips hard and fast, like Rabbits are known for.

It took only a few moments for me to blow my load inside of him. I pulled out and, still hard, thrust into Don, hammering him with the same vigor. I lost count of how many times I went back and forth between the two Deer, pounding the slick tailholes until the cum overflowed, dripping down their balls and onto the floor. Finally, I could fuck no more and staggered back, my worn out cock softening and retreating into my sheath.

"Damn, guys, that was some party," I panted. They stood up and glanced at each other, their long, slender cocks still hard and ready, then looked at me and grinned.

"Party ain't over yet, cutie," Blitz said. He and Don caught me around the waist and under the arms, lifting me into the air. My big hindpaws kicked weakly, my over-sensitized body bucking as Blitz sank his cock into me from behind. Don stepped between my legs, one hoof stroking my sack as he used the other to guide his cockhead to my already stuffed tailhole.

"Easy, easy," I gasped. "I've never done two at once before."

"The trick is to just relax," Don said, nuzzling the side of my face. He began to lick my ear, his warm tongue stroking the soft skin inside, and my eyes rolled back, my one white footpaw twitching with pleasure. Blitz captured my lips in a rough, demanding kiss, and I opened my mouth to him, moaning as his tongue dominated mine.

Don pulled his cock about halfway out, giving Blitz just enough room to ease inside. I gasped into Blitz's mouth, my back arching, as my tailhole was stretched to its limit by the two invading Reindeer shafts. I had never felt so full, so completely taken and possessed. My whole body shook with ecstasy, my balls drawing up as they tried to eject another load, but I was completely spent and empty.

The two Deer found a rhythm, one pulling out as the other thrust deep, their cocks running against each other as they fucked me. All I could do was gasp for breath between unending waves of orgasmic bliss and try not to pass out. I don't know how many times they made me cum--I lost count at eight, but finally Don began to grunt in my ear, his thrusts growing harder and more urgent.

"Hang on, not yet," Blitz panted. "I want to fill him together."

"Better hurry up, then," Don moaned, but he did slow down, holding back the inevitable for a few moments more. "Ready?"

"Yes, yes!" Blitz gasped, and both Deer cried out, slamming their pulsing cocks deep inside me and dumping a double load of Reindeer cum. I came again, managing a small spurt of my own that rolled down my sheath, leaving a sticky trail in my silky black fur. I could feel their cocks softening, shrinking inside me, and after a moment, we separated. I found some clean rags to wipe up the worst of the mess, and the two Reindeer tried to put their uniforms back in order. I put my boxers on, but I was headed straight for the shower after I saw them out, so I didn't bother with the rest.

As I walked them to the door, my legs feeling like overcooked pasta and my body delightfully sore in all the right places, I couldn't stop myself from being sad to see them go. I've had a lot of sexual partners, most since I took over the tea shop, but these two ranked high in my top ten.

"Thanks for stopping by," I said, unlocking the shop door and pulling it open, letting a frigid blast of winter air inside. I shivered, despite my long fur, and wished I had bothered to finish dressing.

"No, thank you, honey," Blitz said, reaching out to tweak the end of my ear. He leaned down and kissed me, then stepped back so Don could do the same. As they stepped outside, Blitz glanced back. "I don't suppose you'd feel up for another party the next time we're town."

"Yes! Yes!" I almost shouted, making them both laugh.

"Sounds like a date, then," Don said. "Oh, and can we bring the rest of the flight crew along? There's eight of us all together."

"Nine if you count Dolph," Blitz said, "but he only comes along if the weather's bad. He's an expert at navigating in fog."

"The more the merrier," I said, feeling a little faint at the thought. They said good-bye and walked away, disappearing into the dark, snow-covered streets. My teeth were starting to chatter as I closed and locked the door, then turned out the lights and raced upstairs to draw myself a nice, hot bath. This was one evening I would not soon forget, and one I would soon remember over and over again, assuming my cock wasn't completely worn out, of course.

Read more of Thyme's adventures here: Thyme and the Magic Tea Shop