Misadventures
First time writing--anything--so don't be -too- judgemental. n.- Constructive criticism would be appreciated. Usual warning, adult themed stuff, etc...
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"Yo Chad, we're out of chaser."
A young grey wolf, well-built and no older than eighteen stared across the crowded, smokey room to a younger, thinner ferret.
"So?" the ferret shot back.
"So," the wolf rebuked, "You're the only one who didn't pitch on anything." The wolf searched his pockets and pulled a bill out. "Shit, all I've got is this bill." He paused. "You lose this, I'll kill you."
Chad didn't doubt it for a moment. He snatched the hundred dollar bill from the wolf's paw and stormed away.
"Suppose this is what I get, not workin' and all," Chad said to himself as he strolled down an empty street. He continued on in his thoughts, 'After all, I don't have to do anything and they feed and booze me.'
Chad's train of thought was broken as a shapely shadow dashed across the street a little ahead of him, giggling as she passed. The bushy-tailed ghost disappeared into an alley on his side of the street. Chad passed the gap slowly.
"Psst, c'mere!" The lilting voice danced out of the darkness, luring the curious ferret. He paused for a moment. He stepped into the alley.
Chad looked around. The alley was almost pitch black dark, as only streetlight on that moon less night filtered into the alley over his shoulder. He caught a glimpse of what had dashed in. The shadow moved closer and she slowly stepped into the light, revealing herself to him.
Standing before the stunned ferret was an absolutely gorgeous vixen. She looked his age, maybe a little younger, but she was far from young. Her ample breasts were confined within a low-cut t-shirt that was obviously too small for her. Her slender, silken face was framed with red hair. Two emerald eyes looked him over, and a sultry smile crossed her muzzle.
She pushed the confused ferret up against the wall and kissed him, her lips locked tight to his. Chad tensed up nervously and she pulled away. He caught the scent of liquor on her.
'Oh. She's drunk,' he thought to himself, 'that explains it.'
The vixen slid down to her knees gracefully and began to undo his jeans. The ferret squirmed a bit in halfhearted resistance as his pants fell to his knees. The vixen tugged the waist of his boxers down and cooed.
"Ooh."
Chad felt her soft paws roaming over his quickly hardening member and pressed himself back against the wall. A jolt of pleasure shuddered up his spine as he felt her tongue drag along his sensitive shaft. A paw firmly grasped at his balls and began to fondle them. All he could do was gasp.
The vixen pulled away to admire her handiwork and her prize. The ferret's bobbing shaft was an impressive sight. She wasted no time in taking it into her muzzle.
Chad clenched his eyes shut as he felt her slowly sinking down his length, taking him deeper. He felt her teeth drag against the skin and shuddered. He choked on a cry as the vixen's tongue danced over his shaft. He could feel himself getting closer and, judging by the way the vixen redoubled her efforts, she could too. The vixen withdrew and sucked on the head of his cock for a moment before taking his entire length into her muzzle.
Chad groaned, his entire body tensed up, and he clutched at her head as he climaxed. The vixen suckled down every last drop of his seed. She pulled herself off of his cock and licked him clean.
Chad staggered as the vixen finished up. She pushed herself back to her feet and kissed him again. He met her kiss with the same stunned sort of look. Then Chad felt a sharp pain upside his head. Darkness.
He felt an urgent tugging, and heard a group of girls giggling. Not long after, he regained consciousness.
Chad sat up and realized his pants were around his ankles. He got to his feet and pulled his pants on. Then he searched his pockets. He searched again.
"Aw crap."