College Life, Part 1

Story by trot on SoFurry

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#1 of College Life


I plan on turning this into a series. Constructive criticism welcomed.

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It was a cold day in Florida, and a certain black wolf was pissed off. The black wolf mumbled about the weather and other stress factors in his college life. He had recently broke up with his girlfriend of 6 months, after a long and tiring relationship. This black wolf's name was Trot. Trot was around 5'10, weighed 140 pounds, and had a cocky attitude. Some would say he was a bit too cocky. Trot looked around at the people around him as he walked towards class, light backpack and jacket in tow. "Shit... s'fuckin' cold," he mumbled, as walked to his classroom, gracefully climbing the stairs and opening the class room door. The teacher nodded and Trot sat down next to a cute burnette vixen, smiling to her and nodding. The vixen was dark brown, and relatively short, Trot noticed, but she had a nice body and a welcoming smile. Trot sat and watched his teacher lecture them on the aspects of society, taking a few notes as the teacher talked. As the bell rung, Trot began to pack his things quickly, hoping to get back to his apartment and away from the cold. "Hey, er... wolf?" questioned the vixen. "Trot..." he replied. The burnette blushed, nodded, and handed him a note. Trot opened it slowly and looked at the handwriting, "I want to talk to you," Trot read aloud. The burnette blushed again and looked away, embarrassed. "Were you gonna give me this during class," Trot questioned. "Yes, but the teacher had a staredown with me whenever he saw it in my hand," she said, laughing a bit. Trot smiled and walked towards the door. "So, what did you wanna talk to me about," Trot questioned. The burnette immediately pressed him against a wall, their noses nearly touching. "I saw the way you were looking at me earlier, woofy," the burnette announced. Trot smiled. "But I don't even know your name..." The vixen stared into his eyes, gripping his wrists. "The name's Eve." Trot smiled and looked down. "Eh... wanna take this somewhere... private?" The vixen let go of him immediately. "Where do you have in mind?" Eve questioned. "Hm... I know a place," Trot quipped, as he walked to his car and opened the passenger door for her, throwing his backpack in the trunk. Trot got into the driver's seat and started the Camaro. "Nice car," Eve said. "Yeh. Got it as a birthday present," Trot boasted, as he backed out and sped out of the parking lot, going towards his apartment

Trot put his backpack down on the plush carpet in his room, Eve in tow. "Pretty damn nice apartment ya got here, woofy," Eve said to him, standing behind him. Trot let out a light chuckle and slipped off his jacket, throwing it onto a chair. Eve stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her face into his back. Trot turned around and ran a hand through her hair, smiling. Eve's attitude changed immediately after he ran a hand through her hair, gripping his waist and throwing him onto the bed behind him, climbing on top of his lap and unzipping his pants. "Wh-what're---" Trot was immediately cut off by the vixen shoving two fingers into his mouth. "Suck 'em. Now." Trot whimpered and did as she said, trying to wiggle his pants off as Eve pulled them off in one clean sweep. "Your boxers. Off. Now," Eve commanded, biting his neck. Trot began to slide them off, eventually getting them to the floor as his half-hard length flopped onto his crotch. The vixen quickly scooped up his length with one hand, squeezing it as hard as she could while she took her fingers put of the wolf's mouth. Trot breathed a bit from being choked. "So what was that f---FUCK!" The vixen had thrust the two fingers inside of him without warning, scissoring inside of him and grinning evilly. Trot whimpered as his length got fully hard in her hand, turning his head a bit. The vixen chuckled. "What, you've never taken anything inside ya before, woofy?" Trot shook his head and the vixen leaned down, whispering sensually into his ear, "How about you take my cock inside ya, hmm?"

Trot's ears immediately perked up as shi said this, feeling hir length hardening on his leg. "I-I didn't know you were..." Trot trailled off as she squeezed his length harder, sliding a third finger into him. "Heheh," the vixen chuckled, "now unclothe me, bitch." Trot nodded and did as she said, slowly sliding off all of hir articles of clothing, noticing both sets of sexual organs on hir crotch. "I-I'm in for a f-fucking, aren't I," Trot said nervously. The vixen just gave him a evil grin and nodded, stopping all of hir groping and taking hir fingers out of him, grabbing his waist and flipping him over onto his belly. "Get on your hands and knees, now," the vixen ordered, stroking hirself slowly. Trot did as he was told, pressing his face in a pillow and closing his eyes. Eve thrust hirself into his tight ass without warning, scraping hir nails against the bottomside of his length. "F-F-FUCK!" Trot exclaimed, feeling himself tighten around hir, groaning as she pressed against his spot. The vixen pulled all the way out of him and then thrust all the way back in several times, laughing manically as she did this. "Oh Trot~ are you getting close, woofy?" Trot nodded and breathed through the pillow, biting it hard. "Good, 'cause after this, I'm going to make you dress up and fuck me nice and hard." Trot smiled, still biting the pillow. "Well, at least I'll get some myself," he thought to himself. The vixen continued hir pounding into his ass, moaning "I'm close" a few times before eventually cumming deep inside his ass, pulling out of him and letting the cum flow out onto the bedsheets.

Trot immediately rolled back onto his back, holding his legs together and whimpering. The vixen gave a small frown. "I didn't say you could move." Trot stared at hir pulsating length and shrugged. "T-Too late to tell me now," he said back, shaking a bit. Shi chuckled and climbed onto his lap, kissing his lips slowly. Trot slowly began to kiss back, eventually grabbing a handful of hir hair and kissing hir deeper, sliding his tongue across hir's multiple times. The vixen kissed back even rougher, grinding hir nails into both sides of his waist. "Now sit up, you've got some clothes to put on," the vixen noted. Trot nodded and sat at the edge of the bed, watching as she pulled out a French maid outfit out of a bag of hir's. "I... don't think that's gonna fit, Eve," Trot noted. "You'll make it fit, or you won't be getting any," the vixen said back, smirking. Trot sighed and took the French maid outfit, wandering to the bathroom to put it on. The vixen walked in with him, stroking hirself slowly. Trot slowly began to slide on the black panties under all of the clothes, squeezing around his length and sack. The vixen smiled and squeezed his crotch through the panties a bit. Trot chuckled and put on the mini-skirt and small shirt, putting the little white bow as well. "You look adorable," shi said, as he stepped out of the bedroom and stood next to the bed.

The vixen bent over the side of the bed and looked back at him, wiggling hir rump slowly. Trot got behind hir and grabbed hir waist, rubbing his tip against hir pussy. "Mmm... take me in any hole, woofy. I just wanna feel your thick cock inside of me," she proclaimed, looking back at him. Trot paused for a moment, looking down at both of the holes, and slid quickly into hir pussy, pressing against hir cervix about 6 inches in. Shi groaned loudly and shuddered, screaming at the top of hir lungs. "HOW FUCKING BIG ARE YOU?!" Trot chuckled and shrugged, smacking hir ass. "Mmm.. 'bout 8 inches, give or take." The vixen giggled a bit, and Trot began to slide in and out of hir slowly, the skirt swaying slowly, and pushed into hir g-spot continuiously. "Oh, fuck baby, right there," the vixen groaning, gripping his sheets and ripping them. Trot chuckled and began to thrust into hir with a steady motion, holding onto hir waist as he slid his length in and out of hir, pressing his knot against hir outside skin. "Harder," shi ordered, and the wolf began to thrust into hir as quickly and as hard as he could, sinking his claws into hir back and making hir bleed a bit. After a few more hard thrusts from Trot, shi orgasmed and pulled his length deeper inside of hir, groaning and panting heavily, as Trot continued to thrust, knotting hir and cumming deep inside, collapsing onto hir back. "T-that was fun, Eve," Trot said, slowly turning hir over and kissing across hir breasts. The vixen simply raised a paw and ran it through his hair as he licked along hir nipples, sucking lightly. Trot leaned up and kissed hir, and wrapped his arms around hir in a warm embrace, both of their soft lengths pressed against each other and drifting to sleep.