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All For You #8 (For a male/herm)

By Bartan Tirix

The scent of the car fills your head with familiarity while darkness blocks your sight. Until you open your eyes and remove your hand from over them, dismissing it of stress relief and allowing the autumn sun once again in your eyes. Still sitting at the wheel of your car, checking your phone for any new update.

The whole job was a damn mess. On your much needed day of rest, they call you in for a photoshoot on the far side of the city. Busiest time of the day to be on the road, next to no notice- the ping of a message gets your attention. Oh, and now to top it all off, not only is the model waiting for you; parking on the other side of the nature trail, but she doesn't even speak your language!?

'Don't worry, you have Moogle Translate. You two will do just fine.' The next message read. Resisting the urge to tell them to get bent, you take another breath and reach for your camera case. One more drink before opening the door and exiting your vehicle, locking it after making sure you have the keys on you- as silly as that sounds. You begin walking down the path.

At least the day was perfect for it. Bright, sunny with just a hint of clouds. Kind of warm but a light breeze sends some leaves on a flight in your path. Where hundreds early cover the grounds and grass- yet the trees were still filled with them. The warm colors of comfort; red, orange, and yellow. The short walk really does wonders to relieve your stress.

Not to mention how little people were out and about. Getting a vague description of your model and seeing a few that were kinda close. One of them really making you double take; a white fox with red eyes, winking at you as she passes. Saying something that half reminded you of the tone of... "Have Fun"?

Maybe she was just wishing you a good day or something, regardless, it's a shame that wasn't your target. Actually grabbing your attention to the point where you almost run into a lamp post. However, the message earlier specifically stated 'polar bear', not... Fox? Arctic Fox? Hard to know at this point.

Regardless, you keep walking the path and find yourself enjoying the scenery. Almost all of those troubles melting away from your mind. Soon enough, you spot one: polar bear, female, white fur (some still dye their coats), brown hair. All the checkboxes- is that a second pair of ears on her head? Maybe it's just an accessory-

Nope, they just perked up as those brown eyes spotted you and your big black camera case. Giving you a shy wave, well at least the ears are symmetrical, so the company can't give you sass about 'Modeling Standards'. Such a thought bringing a sour look to your face, which the bear sees. Stopping for a moment looking a bit hurt as you grunt and motion to ignore that. Trying to find a way to communicate with her, due to the language barrier.

She pulls out her phone and begins typing... A username? You recognize the app on your own phone and put it in, turning on the translation feature as she types.

For Photoshoot?

Yeah. And a rough morning. Boss was kind of a tailhole.

Ah, hah. Understand

Nukarhu. Most call I Nukka

Take as many as you wish. Path this way is more naked of people

(Naked of People?) You give your device a puzzling look but introducing yourself the same way, hearing her chuckle at it. (Moogle needs to work on their translation.) The polar bear motions you to follow her off the path, now noticing the longer fluffy tail as well. Strange, and due to how cut-throat the modeling business is, there's no wonder she was hired for a lower position. Not to say she looked bad, but the oddities did stand out.

Best not to think about it anymore and just get the work done. Take a few dozen photos of her in a nature setting, send them to your supervisor, and finally take the rest of your day off to sleep or watch TV. Though looking at her more... The more 'cute' this bear began to look to you. A little plump in the jeans, sweater and jacket. Carrying a bag of her own while still typing on her phone.

Day is nice for session

Beautiful. Though I am worried that your brown jacket will blend in with the surrounding too much.

No worry that. White stands out

(White Stands Out.) Well, if the translation is correct, she isn't wrong, but she would have to probably take it off.

I confess, little nervous

Friend wanted me try like this

Relax

Even if you blush, a lot of people find that attractive

It will come out looking better in the final product

A smile from Nukka and you're already starting to see that blush in those ears. A few more steps and she suddenly stops, looking at her phone before raising it a bit. Perhaps an emergency? Getting called away? The white one takes a step towards you and shows you her screen. Different language, but you recognize the 'No Signal' on the top right. Checking yours real quick as well and it seems to be fine. You guess her coverage doesn't reach here, rare but it does still happen from time to time.

Though it will make your job harder, she shrugs the problem off and places the phone into her handbag. Flicking her hair out of her snout while looking around, still smiling and taking in the fresh autumn air. Even making you notice just how much leaves are both on the ground and in the trees. Spotting her gesture towards one large side of the path; a few lines of thick trees leading all the way up, odds are pointing out where the real walking path was.

This one seemed to be relatively worn though, leading to a surprisingly large space with a couple of trees in the center. One still standing while the other collapsed by natural causes. The trunk was still fully in the ground, but broken a few feet up, creating a table-high angle that was still likely to hold some weight.

The bear set her bag off to the side in clear view and started straightening up her hair. Asking you something in question, probably along the lines of "Does this look okay?" One little pesky string out of place that you motion and she soon gets it. Looking over the area as you set your case on the ground and start assembling your camera, everything clicking in smoothly.

A few warmup shots of her looking over the oak tree, those white furred ears perking at the shutter and chuckling at you before getting into a pose. You get her to adjust a few things, but could tell she had some practice. A little hand placement there, a tilt of her hip here, add a little twist to it, get that tail in the shot. A few of her back leaning against it, slipping the jacket further and farther back until it was off her shoulders. Actually leaving you stunned for a short moment as you realized just how plush her chest was.

It worked in the photo's favor though, getting that blush you encouraged earlier. A few photos and she adjusted her chest within the sweater a bit, undoing the first few buttons to show some cleavage as you feel your heart flutter at the sight of such plush. Fluff occupying most of it, but enough still showing that fissure inbetween.

Eventually taking the jacket off and having it over her shoulder with one hand then moving to the 'fallen' tree, placing the jacket over that before leaning over it. Motioning you to get a shot of her front before her side, now really displaying that plump bust as she adjusts her long hair between burst shots. Getting a shot of her half sitting on her jacket while looking off into the distance, having a gust of wind come through and flow through her hair in an undisturbing way. Actually catching a leaf between two ears on the side without even noticing until you pointed it out. After getting the pictures, of course.

A chuckle from the bear as she motions to get her side while she's leaned over, then a few sitting up. The sweater doing some pretty nice work for her figure, considering how much it was likely hiding. Still, what you got should be plenty, and when Nukka asks you something in her language, you assume it was just that: "Is that enough?" You nod and return your focus back on the camera, making sure they turn out okay as she moves back to her bag.

Though in the corner of your eye and her back towards you, you see her... Pulling the sweater off? Leaving her front exposed, though turned away from you. Eyes locked onto her back; somehow being able to still see some of those plump chest pillows as she reaches back and undoes the pants button on her tail- O-oh no.

You blush heavily, returning your attention to the camera again as you try to give her some privacy, now knowing she was probably changing clothes. Getting your heart to race a bit as you risk another glance; her rear bent over towards you. Clothed still, but surprisingly round and full with that tail up. Watching her dig through her bag to pull up an orange dress and immediately look back at your camera. Turning your back a bit more as you hear the bear change.

Completely unexpected, but you take a few breaths to calm yourself and hope to hide any blush. Even though you can feel something in your pants begin to grow, trying to think of something- anything to slow it down as her footsteps are soon heard. You look over your shoulder as if nothing happened, only for your heart to flutter again.

A caramel dress of sorts: orange and light brown. Strapless, her chest barely fitting inside while fluff escapes the 'boob window'. Sleeves too long for her arms, but it honestly just looked cuter. The cloth sliding down her body and barely containing the white winter coat underneath it. Soon spotting it along the opened part of the skirt; no longer wearing the jeans or even footwear. No obvious signs of undergarments either.

That blushing smile returns as Nukarhu asks you something; gathering her hair and showing you the undone zipper. Swallowing the whimper in your throat and nod, letting the camera fall with the safety of its strap around your neck as you gently touch the white shoulder. Soft and warm fluff flows from your palm to your arm, making you pause for a moment before taking the zipper tab and sliding it carefully up her back. Being sure not to get any fluff caught in it.

Nukka gives you a thanks of sorts, along with something else you're not quite certain of. A second nature response leaves you as you nod and resume the photoshoot. Almost going on autopilot as your head fills with memories and the idea of being here in the middle of the woods with this... gorgeous furball. Going through pose after pose, getting a few close-ups for good measure. Another small gust brought over another leaf, this time stuck in her hair and she chuckles. Keeping it in but allowing you to adjust it for a few more shots, a small accessory of sorts to add to it.

After, a motion to her back again. Needing help with that zipper and you pull it down and you do so without quite thinking. Only for her to begin pulling down the garment right in front of you, leaving you shocked and blushing as the bear slides it down her rear and steps out over it. Completely vacant of any clothing, though still lightly blushing and tossing the dress towards her bag... Nukka poses again.

Your pulse somehow freezes you like a deer in the headlights, making her almost second guess herself and become embarrassed. Asking a question that you can't understand, but stopping and thinking about it for a moment. Trying to make sense of her gestures...

Camera. Her dress. No, her clothes... Outside? City? -Work! Camera again. Then... You? Watching her repeat it again and it started to make sense. Camera and clothes... The photos you took with her in them, they're for work. But these? These are for... You. She's posing naked for you, if you want them.

...But a slightly better idea comes to your mind, gesturing her to hold up a moment or two as you begin putting your camera away. Expecting the sad look, but showing her your phone from afar and grabbing a 'selfie stick' just in case. Using your phone camera instead of the work one, to prevent any sort of mix-up, and the polar bear nods in understanding.

Getting back into pose as you take some tasteful shots... At first. Really starting to enjoy her form and how the hair flows down to cover some of herself. That tail occasionally hiding private bits in a tease, then getting some more glamorous shots of her chest and undertail.

Then she requests for one from underneath, right in front of her. Really showing the plumpness of that chest. Nukarhu asks for your hand when you've gotten a few, expecting her to help you up- only to feel contact with her thigh instead. Guiding it to rub it up and down, outside and then in. Smiling bashfully at you from above, offering you permission to take this further.

And you take it, being inches away from her vent, you press your snout into it and she gasps in satisfaction. Giving it a few kisses before lapping at those gates with your tongue, feeling so warm inside her crotch as her paws stroke your head. Keeping her back against the upright tree as Nukka pants, flicking that fluffy tail in excitement.

You find yourself so caught up in it that you feel the bear begin to take photos with the phone in your hand; your muzzle buried deep into her thighs. Opening up her legs a bit more so you can take clearer pictures of her vent and your work with it as the bear pants. Releasing huffs as she starts to leak... Orange?

A candy orange flavor and look to her pre, almost double taking at the bear as she sheepishly shrugs and nods. Almost as if to say 'I know, but...' It must be safe then. You venture back in, lapping at her sex with your tongue. Adding more and more strength every third lick as you persuade those furred gates. Detecting the warm and sweet flavor that only drives your snout deeper between those fluffy legs.

Judging by her vocals, you were doing a great job. At it for nearly a dozen minutes or so, the poor bear had a hard time to keep herself quiet in case of anyone walking the trail. Yet, unable to let go of your head as you lap up more and more of that strange pre. Her dull claws digging into your scalp as she desperately held in a cry of pleasure, soon flooding your maw with it. Needing to pry you away and catch her breath, and now realizing just how hard you were panting too.

Nukarhu helps you to your feet and pulls you in for a kiss. A deep one that triggers your instincts, pressing her back against the tree as those white paws pull your body closer. Your own hands against the bear's sides as they sink into her warm fluff, far deeper than you expect.

Her warmth radiates over you as you lock muzzles and wrestle tongues, exchanging vocals that are trying to be silent from any ears besides yours. Finding yours own hips pressing just under hers, as one hand slides down to her plushy rear and then the other over her chest. The now hardened tool in your pants erect and pointing upwards, trying its darndest to prod the model's lower vent regardless of the clothing barrier.

Upon nearly dropping it, you realize your phone is still in your hand. Being caught together as Nukka gently takes it from you and holds it up, making sure the camera is facing forwards as she takes the pictures for you. Allowing you to grip her fluffy body to your heart's content, and needing to get quite deep in order to feel the dark hide within. Finding yourself squeezing harder and harder as she moans and pants, those four ears and muzzle turning a deep red with blush while you press your own into her cleavage. Nearly covering your entire head between them.

A couple of taps against your side from her free hand and you (eventually) come out of your instincts. Switching places; having your back against the tree, and giving you the phone, the polar bear begins to slide down your body. Instantly increasing your breaths as Nukarhu kneels, pulling your shirt up and undoing your belt, button, and fly. Instantly letting out a pleasurable growl as her paw makes contact with your weapon, gently being stroked by a single hand while her other squeezes your hindquarters or thighs. Giving you plenty of time to take a few photos as the bear laps at your tip and brings her chest up on display; the warm fur submerging your flesh, barely having that tip exposed as she gently slides them up and down.

You never knew such softness existed, finding yourself not only harder than ever before, but struggling to keep yourself from completely leaking all over the large bust. Releasing another low growl as the model smiles shyly before giving your shaft another few strokes... Then opening her muzzle. Her tongue and warm breath coat over your flesh as it slides down over your tool, encasing it in a wonderful but wet heat as that muscle of hers goes to work. Still trying to take a few pictures of Nukka's work while your free hand grasps her hair, that leaf still on it.

The bear's tongue-work was incredible, that perfect balance between soft to the touch and strong as it slid across your shape. Studying it while trying to keep eye contact with you, that snout bobbing closer and closer to your crotch. Occasionally giving it a draw as you release a jolt inside that muzzle, her muscle quickly obtaining it and washing your flesh with your pre. Adding gentle twists and laps to her motions, occasionally bringing up her chest once again to sandwich your weapon between them.

Though one time during such an engulfment of fur you found yourself almost erupting. Causing her to completely stop in place as squirts of your preseed escape into her fluff. Not paying it any mind and just waiting patiently for your body's 'heat levels' to reduce, still giving off that shy smile as Nukka posed for the snapshot. Carrying on with her work as you struggle to keep yourself quiet with pants, huffs, and silent hisses. The bear edging you again and again-!

Until one time became so dangerously close you gripped that brown hair hard! During the transition between releasing your tool from her muzzle, causing your tip to be pointed upwards; just above that black nose. Pulsing as it release a few globs over that snout, doing everything in your power to tame those instincts and not shove it into that muzzle again.

But every deep breath you take makes it that much easier to regain control, petting her head softly as Nukka reached down for a leaf and wiped the excess pre off the sides of that white muzzle. Sliding that plushy front of hers up to your snout and giving you a deep kiss, your tool pressing into the warmth that was between those legs.

Taking a step back, but also leading your hand to follow. Spotting the selfie-stick and handing it to you while beckoning you around the fallen tree. Resting her front over it, where the bear's jacket rested, making it easier for her to bend over and preset that fluffy rear. That long tail arching up and to the side, still half wagging as you attach the stick to your phone. Grasping that rear softly at first, then giving it the tightest squeeze you can, your digit prying one lip of her vent to the side for a good picture.

Then you press your own hips up against Nukarhu's, having your weapon become buried deep into that fluff. First between her thighs, then up at her plump butt. Feeling the bear take the stick and phone out of your hands so you can grasp that white behind hard, then take a firm hold of that tail to make her lightly yelp. Soft spot maybe? But noted, don't touch the tail... Or do? Now realizing just how much she blushed and smiled nervously at you.

For now, your urges have waited long enough. Using your tip to search the white forest, then finding that bear's sex within. Giving it prod after prod as the shutter of your phone goes off, hearing the model moan and whine quietly as you line it up... Then slide it in gently, causing the two of you to huff loudly at the intense warmth-!

Then some loud footsteps of a jogger heard nearby! Ducking over her to hide yourself, not realizing how much deeper that was driving your tool within, causing those lower lips to squeeze you tightly as the two of you brace in place. Trying not to make any noise until the coast was clear.

Straightening your back again, pressing your hips as close as you can to hers and feel your member get very deep inside the fluffy bear, you take a few deep breaths. Enjoying the moment and feeling together before leaning over and giving one of those ears a kiss. Then a playful nibble as you thrust into her, rubbing your paws into that white furred back and sides in circles. Nukka's grinds being added next, only adding to the pleasure as you stop sharply once again to edge yourself, trying to make it last.

A few more rounds before the bear lightly changes position; one arm on the jacket to hold her up while the other balancing her upper body to look back at you. Allowing you to see that fluffy bust jiggle and bounce with every pound you give that rear. Progressively giving it harder and harder thrusts as the two of you struggle to be silent, getting far too into it. Not even pausing the motions when another pair of footsteps are heard; just doing your best to mute yourselves as they stop for a small break-!

Until you push yourself over the edge by distraction! The pair not quite out of earshot just yet as your breaths build up and up! Leaning over her body as your own stiffens more and more, Nukka looking over at the jogger's direction and back at you, wondering if you're going to be quiet enough- only to get an idea! Taking her free arm and over your head, driving your muzzle into her fluffy chest and squeezing her bust around it!

Then you cum! Hard into her vent as your growls become muffled from her fluff. Absolutely flooding that sex and feel it leak out as you release vocals of pleasure within Nukka's... 'Boob-sandwich'. Hearing her pant heavily, her eyes and set of ears pinpointing the bystander's location. Giving a loud sigh of relief and releasing her hold on your head, giving her time to enjoy it before using the selfie-stick to take a few undershots.

Only to find you still hugging her as you squirt deep into her vent, nuzzling the bear's back and hair as she gives you a few taps. Figuring that meant to let her go and you take a step away. Watching her turn around, but tap your shoulder this time, signaling your... Jacket? Take it off? Well, so long as she doesn't clean herself with it, you comply. Watching her rest it on the almost fallen tree just above where hers was, then a tap for you to... Rest on it?

You follow her directions; face up, back resting on the two jackets. Trying to balance before Nukka- saddles onto you!? Reverse cowgirl, facing your direction as she once again slides your member into her sex. Giving you a deep kiss as she grinds over you, returning your tool to its full firmness while giving you control of the phone. Allowing the bear to focus on balance as she rides over you, letting that bust bounce freely.

You take what shots you can but soon feel your orgasm build up quickly. Her motions get harder and harder as if trying to drain you of every last drop! Edging you closer and closer before- w-was that a snap of wood? Something that lightly got Nukka's attention, but she looked so close! Not letting up until another snap and a jerk of movement from the angled log underneath you!

The two of you braced each other, but it was too late. The weight of you both being too much for the tree as it slid off the trunk and onto the ground, somehow still keeping you face-up but lightly knocking the breath out of you when it hit the ground. Between that and the fluffy female squishing your pelvis, making your tool throb heavily inside her as it erupts once again with your seed. This time with her clenches and a heavy soak of that orange over your crotch.

You pant heavily in sync, giving off deep huffs as she braces the ground around you. That large bust once again in your face, gripping her back during a few intense jolts before massaging those white pillows. Giving you something to play with as she calms down and eventually gets up, that sex still leaking heavily as Nukka helps you to your feet.

Then wincing at your phone on the ground, but upon picking it up it seemed just a little dirty. Everything working fine as she gives you back your jacket, then a kiss on the cheek. Smiling as she moves to her own bag- after picking up that dress. Hard to tell if her bending over towards you was just the model being oblivious or showing off that vent again, but you take another picture anyway. Scrolling through the session with the dumbest smile on your face, you barely notice that Nukka left the area. Only to get a text at that exact moment.

_1-555-685-2748

Love again. Time meet post work. Maybe with friend too next~?_