ChurchBoy
Part one of my new series.
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ChurchBoy
Ever since that disease worked its' way through the world like a plague, humans have grown scarce. Furres, though, are plenty in numbers. The disease had turned those infected by it into furres. At first we tried hard to wipe the disease away but it wasn't possible. And then the infected bred with each other and boom, a new species had evolved. More of furres and less of human, and soon we were outnumbered. The few humans still alive fought for their own world, to keep it at least a little humanity still around.
Let me introduce myself, the name's Harry Merton, and I'm a human. I live in what is formerly known as New York, though New York vanished several years ago. I'm 17 years old, born October 2256. That makes it the year 2274, still summer so my birthday hasn't passed yet. During the last couple of summers I have worked in a church, St. Christopher's.
I wasn't religious and absolutely not thinking about a career, the money was good. But this summer was going to be different, this summer was going to change everything. It was a Sunday and Paul, the priest, was holding is hour-long mass. The most boring thing ever, luckily I was assigned to paperwork this week so I didn't have to listen.
All I had to do this Sunday was walk with a cross through church, quick, took less than ten minutes. We undressed in a room behind the altar. Through a side-door and you were completely cut off from the hall, not hearing anything from the mass. As the only human within the church, I was careful about my privacy.
Humans were a lot in the society: hardworking, innocent and most of all... virgins. It was said that humans below 20 were always virgins, this made me a delicate goal for many furres. Many girls within the church, doubtfully there for anything but me, gave me looks, inside the church, which would make any furres blush.
Today wasn't any different from any other day. The girls, from the little crusade out in the church, took their sweet time, hoping I'd get bored and undress. Every Sunday, the same procedure, but as any other Sunday, I never got undress while they were in the room.
All the girls were older than me, two or three even twice my age. But the age didn't matter to them, they were after a faithful mate, as humans often were. It was pure instinct and mystic that drove them towards me and sometimes I had trouble keeping my mind clean.
As the door closed, I locked it and started to undress. My white robe fell to the floor, revealing my boxers. We were only supposed to wear underwear since otherwise it made the robe look funny. I grabbed my T-shirt and pulled it over my head.
Suddenly someone grabbed my hands and locked them to my back, my T-shirt still pulled over my head so I couldn't see anything. A paw slid across my chest, gently touching and caressing. I felt a tongue on my neck, moving up towards my ear. The tongue slid inside my ear and wisped around before I heard a giggle.
It was a she, no doubt and she suddenly released my arms. I spun around and pulled my shirt down. But it wasn't one of the "crusaders", as we called ourselves. In front of me stood a grey canine, actually a grey fox and I knew her very well. Her name was Tina and she was the priest's wife, which made this so much more difficult.
I had known about Tina "wanting" me since two weeks ago, when her paw had slipped over on my crotch during mass. Then a single thought had gone through my head, how I was going to keep quiet during an orgasm, in the middle of mass. Though her sudden escapade had stopped soon after it had begun, it was the start of several... "naughty" dreams I had.
But now she stood in front of me. I in only boxers and T-shirt, and she, fully dressed. I shook my head and said:
"Tina, no, this is wrong."
She chuckled and moved closer, her hips wagging from side to side, clouding my mind. I coughed and turned around, bending down to pick up my pants.
But on my way up, her arms surrounded me and her paws dug in under my T-shirt. I shivered and dropped my pants. Her nose breathed into my neck, hot air arousing me. Her wet and warm nose pressed against my neck, she nibbled gently and her paws caressed and played on my chest. I closed my eyes and wished that this didn't happen.
I felt her breasts, pressing against my back. She hugged me closer, her one leg twisted around mine and all I could do was breath slowly, wishing to be somewhere else. But even humans have sexual instincts and she was playing mine like a tuned harp, she knew exactly how to play.
The final drop was when her paw slid down my stomach, towards my boxers and I heard her voice in my ear:
"Give me your cock and I'll show you what heaven's really like."
Then her paw slid inside my boxers and touched my already growing cock. I groaned loudly and I heard how her tail flicked back and forward behind her, waving up dust. Her tongue ran across my neck, down on my shoulder and her paw squeezed my cock gently, playing with it.
My knees became week and I fell back on her. She murred and her arms kept me close, holding me up. She was a little bigger than me but a lot stronger. Her breasts slid up on my back as she laid me down on the floor. She knelt at my head and smiled, giving me a long kiss. Her tongue slid into my mouth and I could do nothing but to respond with caressing her tongue with mine.
When she broke the kiss, her eyes sparkled, not with excitement but with something else, as if she had accomplished what she wanted for very long... fulfilment. She crawled over me, her legs straddled my throat and her paws worked to free my cock from my boxers, in the end she simple used her claws and tore the apart. I gasped for air when her paws grabbed my cock, holding it firm and still.
I heard how she licked her lips and her paws gently rubbed up and down my cock. It was at this time I realized that under her skirt she wore nothing. In front of my face, less than three inches from my nose, her cunt. It was red and swollen... she really had been looking forward to this.
But before I could do anything, her lips closed around my cock. I wasn't ready for this and I wrapped my arms around her, thrusting my cock straight up into her muzzle. A murr slipped from her guts, sending vibrations along my shaft. I gritted with my teeth and held her tight while her tongue swirled around my shaft, her teeth pulled along my shaft and her muscles worked my cock.
She took it deep into her muzzle, her warm, wet muzzle. My thrusts buried my cock deep in her throat and she enjoyed it every time. I arched up and her cunt was but one inch from my nose and only this made her whimper softly, my breath striking her already swollen clit.
I don't know why I did it, but I did it. I pressed my lips against her cunt, my tongue licking along her slit, my lips gently massaging her labia and clit. She stopped her sucking and she leaned slightly to the side, releasing my cock with one paw and pulled her skirt up so I got free sight of her pussy and behind.
Then with one paw on my cock, leaned slightly to the side, she started sucking on my cock again. Whimpers and murrs turned into a strange mix, a strange pleasing. I nuzzled her cunt, rubbing my face in her cunt. This turned out to be too much for her and she released her orgasm. Her juices spread across my faces, dripping down my chin. I licked like a devil, swallowing as much as I could.
I slid my tongue inside her. Her soft and warm cunt-walls closed around it but I forced further into her. Now she had troubles sucking steadily on my cock. She shivered and twitched, her tongue running around my cock like a little worm. I was close to my climax though I never showed it.
I worked to keep myself from ejaculating by thinking of something else. But in the end, it didn't work. So with a tight grip around her stomach, I thrust into her muzzle one last time. My tongue slid out of her and she knew it was coming, her paw releasing her skirt and gripping around my cock, pawing me off with both paws, keeping her muzzle still and ready around my cock.
A final touch, her throat-muscles closing in around my cock, made me cum, cum for the first time in my life together with someone else. I arched up, my cock burying deeper inside her throat. Then it came, it all came like a flood. I released my load into her throat, deep inside her throat. Her muzzle closed tight around my cock, swallowing every single drop I released, not letting it go.
I came in several waves, my entire body twitching and twisting on the floor, but she never released my cock. Her hungry muzzle swallowed every drop of sperm I released. And when I stopped unloading, she licked my cock clean and rolled over on her back, her head resting on my thigh.
"So... how was it, Harry?" She asked.
I panted and gasped for air, staring up on the roof.
"Was it that good, Harry?"
After regaining the sense to be able to do anything at all, I sat up, looked at my cock and then at her. She grinned widely and got up and kissed me. I could still taste my sperm, like a warm, soft and gentle taste, in the back. We kissed for longer than five minutes, and then I was completely drained of both saliva and... innocence.
She helped me up on both legs. I was still a little weak in my knees but I could stand up with her help, supporting slightly on her. She touched my cheek with her fingers, smiling and then she helped me over to my clothes. I started to dress slowly, still a little woozy. But with her help I succeeded in getting dressed, throwing the pieces of my boxers away and giving her one last kiss.
Through a small hole in the wall could we see that the mass was already over. There was no-one in the church, completely empty. We both found this rather peculiar but we didn't argue and she ran out the door. I waited a while longer, watching her run away, hips wagging from side to side. I shook my head and took one step outside the door.