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The ball clanged off the basketball rim as Ricca raced to grab the rebound before Ray could recover from his contested jump shot. Ricca's fur was matted in sweat against her lithe wolf body. She loved playing basketball against boys, the constant frenzied movement suited her athletic form. Even in this one on one game with her best friend Ray, she would compete to the point of near exhaustion. That was her advantage, most people would tire much quicker than her and Ricca held the advantage late in games.

Ricca made friends with boys much easier than with girls due to her tomboyish looks and affinity for rough play, qualities which made her a popular teammate in most team sports. Ricca hoped she reached her adult height of 5'9" since celebrating her 18th birthday a few weeks ago. Her brown fur was spotted with lighter patches which gave her an exotic look. She wore comfortable clothes, mainly t-shirts and shorts with snug sports bras to keep her chest in place when she played her favorite games. As a result boys didn't regard her as girlfriend material and some even thought she was a lesbian. It wasn't true though, as confident as she was at sports she was equally shy in front of boys she found attractive with the exception of her life long friend Ray.

Ray excelled at track and field events and was the star member of the team at his and Ricca's high school. His long, powerful horse legs carried him to first place more often than not. At 6'2" and still growing he was solidly built with speed in mind. He and Ricca became fast friends when they had met in grade school and as they developed into young adults, Ray found himself looking at her with more than just friendship in mind. They had known each other for so long as friends he couldn't think of a way to approach her to further their relationship.

Ricca turned to face Ray and tested his reactions by making a few jab steps toward the rim. As fit as Ray was Ricca could tell he was a step behind. Ricca's crossover dribble tied up Ray's heavy legs and he went down in a heap as Ricca made an easy layup to win the game.

"11-5, I win! Either you're getting worse or I'm getting better Ray!" Exclaimed Ricca as she used the back of her hand to wipe sweat from her eyes.

"Yeah yeah, rub it in would ya?" Ray responded while getting up from the ground. He didn't mind losing to Ricca, but it did bother him that he couldn't keep up with her endurance wise. Ray prided himself on his track and field endurance. He looked up to see dark clouds forming in the distance. "Looks like rain later, we should head back soon."

"One more game, first to 5." Ricca bounced on her feet with seeming boundless energy.

"Ok, gimme a few minutes to catch my breath." Ray made his way to their bikes and grabbed the towel hanging from his handle bars. After a quick wipe down and drink of bottled water he felt refreshed enough to give Ricca one last run for her money.

"Check, loser's ball." Ricca's tone implied pure confidence as passed the ball to Ray and smiled.

"Check, loser buys lunch." Suggested Ray as he faked a shot which made Ricca leave her feet in an attempt to block. Ray dribbled past her and made an uncontested lay-up.

"Distracting me with thoughts of food will only work once Ray!"

"Sure, blame it on food."

The game was closer than the last and Ricca eaked out a win at 5-4. Ray made some impressive shots but Ricca's speed prooved too much for him. He threw up his arms in frustration after watching her put the final point into the net.

"Don't think you're good just because you made some lucky shots." Ricca said sardonically to Ray.

Before he could reply a low rumble of thunder made them look up at the dark clouds overhead. The air cooled noticeably as the sun disappeared behind the coming storm. Ricca wasted no time as she gathered her things and drank the rest her water before getting on her bike. Ray followed close behind, both of them pedalling as fast as they could in an effort to out pace the the first few drops of rain. Ricca shouted over her shoulder to take the short cut through the ravine that dissected the school basketball courts and the apartment buildings where they lived. The ravine path was meant for walking but they could make their way carefully between the trees and exposed roots by riding slow.

The rain continued to intensify and made the path slick with mud. Riding grew treacherous and they decided to walk their bikes the rest of the way. The path angled up sharply and Ricca couldn't find her footing despite her best efforts. Ray suggested they take a detour and rest under the canopy of trees until the rain let up. They found a mostly dry clearing off the path and sat to wait out the storm.

"This sucks. I'm sweaty and rain soaked. I don't know what's worse." Ricca complained.

"We won't get any wetter here so relax." Ray replied.

Lightning flashed across the sky and loud cracks of thunder only prooved that the storm was here to stay. Safely sheltered from the hardest rains, Ray and Ricca attempted to make their clearing a bit more comfortable by laying their towels on the ground and resting against the base of a thick tree. Ray's shirt was thoroughly soaked and turned cold against his skin. Without a word he began to take it off to wring the bulk of the rain and sweat out.

"Uh, what are you doing Ray?" Ricca asked.

"I'm wet and cold and this shirt is the cause. Don't mind me." Ray stated.

Ricca stole glances at Ray's exposed body as he draped his shirt over a low branch. He did take care of himself, she remarked silently, he's made for running. Her thoughts were cut short as she began to shiver, her clothes cooling in the rain drenched air. Ricca smiled thinly and began to take her shirt off just as Ray returned to sit beside her.

"Whoa, what are YOU doing Ricca?" yelped Ray.

"If you can take off your shirt and be comfortable, why not me?" reponded Ricca. "Besides, you're not getting a free show, I'll still be decent."

Ray held his tongue and tried hard to not stare openly as Ricca lifted her shirt over her head. There wasn't much of a show to be had however as Ricca's sports bra kept her breasts down and most of her chest covered. She noted Ray's not-so-concealed looks at her chest but she said nothing in order to not make it more awkward than it already was.

The air around them cooled even more as the rain came down in sheets. Ricca wrapped her towel around her and Ray did the same as they huddled closer to each other than before. Their shared warmth preserved them against the cold but they worried that the rain would endure longer than the normal summer showers.

"Ricca, did you bring your phone with you? I left mine at home." Ray asked.

"Shit, mine's at home too. I hope my mother is not too worried about me." Ricca lived with her mother in a small apartment after her father had died a few years ago in a car accident.

"Ok then, I'll try to climb the hill and tell our parents that we are safe. You can wait here until it lets up, alright?" Ray was getting up and readying himself for the climb ahead.

"Be careful, it's steep enough when it's dry." Ricca warned.

Ray looked up and thought that momentum was key. Get a running start, keep his legs moving and maybe he'll have enough speed to overcome the mud caked slope. 3, 2, 1, go! Things started badly as he slipped on his very first step. He managed to right himself and reach the bottom of the hill with about as much speed as he could muster given the conditions. Halfway up and all was well, he was confident he could maintain the climb. Suddenly his foot slipped out from under him and he fell down the hill trying to grab onto tree limbs and roots to slow his fall. His efforts stopped as his head cracked against a root and blackness rolled over his vision.

Ricca saw his fall and heard his head crack against a tree. Ray's body went limp and continued to slide to the base of the hill. She nearly screamed in fear and quickly made her way to his side to rouse him. He was covered in mud and Ricca couldn't tell if he was severely injured due to the mud covering his face and head. She dragged him back into the clearing and used both their towels to wipe away most of the muck from Ray's head and saw nothing too bad. No blood, just a slight bump on the side of his head was the only evidence of injury.

Ray came to as Ricca continued to wipe the mud off his face but didn't want to let her know just yet. Ricca held his head gently and her slow strokes against his face felt great and Ray didn't want it to stop just yet. Once his face was clear of mud and he couldn't hide the smile on his face as Ricca tenderly wiped around the bump.

"You fool! You scared me!" Ricca shouted when she realized Ray was awake and enjoying her ministrations.

"Sorry Ricca, but I did need to get clean." Ray smiled wanly.

"Fool, stupidhead, dummy..." Ricca's voice trailed off when she noticed that her affect on Ray didn't stop at his head. A bulge appeared in his shorts but it wasn't too noticeable due to the mud clinging to the rest of his body. Ray hadn't noticed his member's appearance as much as the headache between his ears. However, him lying flat on the ground gave Ricca a prime view of his appreciation before she made him sit up and get off her lap.

Both of them were covered in mud, Ray more than Ricca, so they made due by using their shirts to clean themselves. Ray finally noticed his bulge and hid it from view by placing the towel on his lap after wiping off as best he could. Ricca sat and wondered if Ray had caught her staring at him but she decided he was still kinda out of it to really notice.

"Listen Ricca, I'm sorry I gave you a scare back there." Ray apologized.

"Thanks for trying anyway, just don't do that again!"

Ray shifted uncomfortably, his member did not soften under his towel and he became more aware that hiding it would be difficult if they had to get up. Ray closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind in an effort to push away how he felt in Ricca's lap.

"Ray," Ricca started to say, "are you ok? You look a bit pale."

"I'm fine," he responded. "I just got a bit of a headache from my fall."

Satisfied with his response, Ricca hugged her legs to her chest as the cold made her shiver once again. Her nipples stiffened and poked through her bra making them slightly tender considering the tightness of the brands she usually bought. She slid over to Ray and leaned against him for warmth, hooking his arm around hers. The side of her breast rested against his arm, a move Ricca planned spontaneously as they huddled together.

"I gotta ask you something Ricca," Ray asked as he opened his eyes. "Do you think there's something more between us than just being friends?"

"Funny you should ask Ray," she replied. "I wondered the same thing, especially after..."

"What, after what?"

"You seemed to enjoy my help just now, more than just the cleaning if you know what I mean."

"Oh, you saw that?" Ray asked.

"Kinda hard to miss there big guy. You horses do have a reputation for size."

Ray blushed again. While he wasn't huge, his cock more than lived up to the equine stereotype. He was one of the few who had to wear jock straps during track training and races. It wasn't feasible to run without the necessary support, plus it looked lewd only covered by the short spandex he was given as racewear.

"Take it as a compliment. As tough as you are on the courts, you can be gentle if you try." he said.

"To answer your first question, I suppose there is something we can explore if you're serious. We'll be here for a while so I guess we can get to know each other a little better."

"Here in the mud?" Ray exclaimed. "I wasn't suggesting anything, just asking a question."

"We're already sweaty, wet and covered in mud. What's more mud and sweat between friends?" Ricca stated matter of factly.

With that, Ricca decided to make the first move by lifting her sports bra over her head finally releasing her breasts to the cool air. Free from their constraints, her C-cup sized breasts surprised Ray having never seen her in a more natural state. He lifted his hand up and cupped one breast testing out her response.

"Wow Ricca, there's more to you than I expected." Ray said smiling at her.

"It's the same as your jock, I keep my assets down when I play too." Ricca smiled back.

"I suppose so," Ray began. "I would have never guessed you hid these on a daily basis." The softness of her breasts were in stark contrast to her outward hard appearance. It made her even more exotic than the spots that covered her fur. Ray moved his head closer to hers and pursed his lips ready to kiss Ricca if she responded. And respond she did. Her lips met his and their mouths opened in lust, their tongues wrapping around each others in a fierce battle of supremity. Ray continued to rub her chest and moved his other hand up to cup the remaining exposed breast. Ricca moaned slightly and trailed her hand down his chest beneath his towel to feel what lay hidden.

"Oh... this is something I gotta see." Ricca said.

Ray removed the towel and unzipped his shorts but didn't go any further.

"Go ahead," Ray said. "This was your idea after all."

Ricca took both her hands and reached into his shorts. She felt his cock, warm and pulsing, straining against the mud caked fabric. It took some deft maneuvers between them to pull out his cock before it rested in her hands. She couldn't believe that males could walk around with these things and said so.

"It's not this long all the time you know," Ray answered. "Most of the time I don't notice it. Except during races when I have to stuff it in a jock. The guys on the team call me Fed-Ex because I run fast so I can deliver and unwrap this package as quickly as possible."

Ricca laughed and was put at ease thanks to Ray's light hearted story. She was frightened at first when she saw Ray's shaft, but now she examined it with excitement. It fit in both her hands and was warmer than the rest of his body. Ricca reached down and cupped his balls as well. They were large as well, but it all fit together... Ricca laughed as she thought it.

"What's so funny?" Ray sounded embarrassed.

"Sorry!" Ricca explained. "I was thinking that it suits you... the whole package! Mr. Fed-Ex indeed!" Ricca laughed again but this time Ray joined her.

She started to stroke him, cutting off Ray's laugher but the smile never left his face. Ricca guessed that he must be at least 9 inches long, maybe even 10, it was difficult to measure when they were both sitting down. He continued to rub her breasts while her focus was completely on what she held in her hands. It was fascinating to watch it pulse and feel his flare expand and contract with each stroke.

"Can I try something?" Ricca asked him.

"You can do anything you want to." Ray answered. "You're doing a great job!"

She lowered her head and licked the tip of his cock in one quick movement. Ray was completely unprepared for this and moaned in response. Ricca opened her mouth and used her tongue to ease entry of his flare into her mouth. Once she had a few inches in, she bobbed her head slowly up and down testing her limits.

Ray was in heaven. All it took was a severe storm, a bump on the head and some gentle touches to get him to this point. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. This tomboy girl he had known all his life, competed against all his life and treated like one of the guys all his life was sucking his cock as only a girl could. Years of masturbation never would have prepared him for the sensations he was feeling up and down his cock. She even was cupping his balls, playing with them as one would handle a soft peach. He felt himself get close to climax.

"Ricca! I'm going to..."

His first shot filled Ricca's mouth as she lifted off his cock to taste the tangy fruits of her labors. She held his cock and continued to stroke as the second, third, fourth and fifth jets spurted out in lessening intensity. A pool of cum filled the exposed ground between them, much more than normal for him for sure. Cum dribbled out in smaller spurts for more than a minute until at last Ray's flare began to diminish.

"Wow wow wow wow wow!" Ray moaned. "That was the best!"

"Are you usually this... copious?" Ricca inquired.

"I'm not sure. My father caught me masturbating and said that I'd better get used to putting down towels as I got older. That was years ago, so maybe this runs in the family. I hope you're not upset."

"Upset? Why would I be upset? I just need to be careful around you if we do this again. This will be hard to explain if I come home covered in your spunk." Even as she said it, Ricca thought that she wouldn't really mind at all. Devious thoughts sprang to mind which she'll have to try another time.

"Please, let me try to repay you." Ray pleaded.

Ricca got to her knees and slipped off her shorts and underwear in a smooth motion. Ray took a moment to look her over and admire the athletic form of his best friend and lover.

"Just lean back against the tree," Ray instructed. "Let me do the work."

Ricca leaned back cautiously as she didn't really know what Ray was planning to do. He approached her on his knees and lifted her left leg over his shoulder and came face to face with her fur lined slit.

"Have I ever said that you are beautiful?" Ray asked her.

"This may be the first time, but I'll take that with a grain of salt given your perspective."

Even now they could share a laugh as friends and Ray admired her even more as he explored this new area. Ricca's stomach was flat and toned with muscle but as his hand rubbed her thigh the hardness turned soft and sensual. He used his thumb to stroke her slit slowly, her nether lips already puffy and red with excitement. Ray used both his hands to fully expose her vagina and saw that small drops of fluid gathered around her opening. Moving closer, he extended his tongue and licked the edges of her labia tasting her and finding that he loved her scent.

Ricca gasped when she felt his tongue. This was a totally different feeling that her fingers could have ever managed to do. Ray continued to use his thumb to stroke her clit and his tongue to lick the outside of her vagina. Even though she was standing, Ray supported most of her weight on his shoulder and Ricca was glad for it as her knees buckled with each combined assault. Soft moans escaped her mouth as feeling intensified between her legs. She'd usually take 15 minutes to get off on the best of days using her fingers, but Ray was going to shatter that record in short time. Ricca pulled his head closer in and he began to lick her completely before settling on sucking on her clit.

"FUCK ME!" Ricca shouted as she climaxed harder than ever before. As a surprise to both of them, a rush of fluid shot from her vagina and onto Ray's chest. Ray had to back off but still be able to support Ricca over the course of her shuddering orgasm. Her face was a mix of supreme pleasure and shock. It was glorious that he could have provided that to her.

"Wow wow wow wow yourself!" Ricca said in a breathless rush when she recovered enough to talk.

"You, uh, seemed to make a mess too." Ray pointed to his chest and her dripping vagina.

"That's never happened to me before, I swear!"

"I'll take that as a compliment then." Ray smiled at her as he stood to meet her gaze.

They kissed once more, celebrating and commemorating their experience. After a minute or so they separated and noticed that the rain was lessening, but still coming down in bursts.

"Mind giving me a hand in cleaning up?" Ricca asked provocatively.

"My pleasure," Ray said. "At least we can be thorough now."

They splashed and chased each other in the rain, naked as the day they were born but not at all shy. She grabbed at his cock and he teased her nipples and clit as much as possible. Before they could get too into it, the rain let up and the sun poked through the clouds.

"We should head back." "We should head back."

They laughed as they spoke together. More comfortable with their bodies, Ray and Ricca helped each other dress, and remove as much mud as possible from their clothes. The sun, now shining fully if not low in the sky, lit their path up through the trees as they used the terrain to help them up the slope. They avoided the slick path and found it easier to climb on roots and use the trees as natural handholds. It took a bit longer, but they managed to make it out of the ravine with their bikes in tow.

"Wanna come over later?" Ray asked her.

"Depends on what we're gonna play..."