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Part Two: Orange

This story takes place the day after the events in the main section of 'Red' - before the 'One Month Later' section.

Reggie woke up the following day to the familiar sensation of morning wood. He saw Kyle climbing down from the top bunk and mumbled 'good morning' through a huge yawn. Kyle saw his erection and grinned.

"Want a hand with that," he asked, his eyes shining. To his disappointment, Reggie shook his head.

"Maybe another time, Kyle...like I said last night, I still need to figure some things out," the fox said sleepily, rubbing his eyes.

"Okay," the dog said, trying to conceal his disappointment. He stood in front of his closet, hip cocked, trying to decide what to wear that day. For him, it was a different decision than for most - half of it was deciding which gender he wanted to appear as for the day. He decided that he would be better served going as his male self for the first day of classes, so he went with a pair of tight black jeans and a pink and black striped shirt. Reggie had already been dressed for some time, but he hung back to wait for Kyle.

"Something on your mind, Reggie," the dog asked. Reggie answered simply by leaning forward and kissing him.

"I still care about you, Kyle. Yesterday was amazing, and I appreciate everything you've done for me. But today I want us to be friends and roommates....today I want to find myself a girl. I just need to prove to myself that I'm bi...or whatever I am. Are you okay with that?"

Kyle grinned and kissed Reg on the nose.

"Of course. Everything I said yesterday was the honest truth. I don't want us to be exclusive, but I don't think we should avoid each other, either. Let's call it...roomies with benefits," the small dog said, grinning toothily. Reggie grinned back and checked his schedule again.

"Let's see, my first class is College Algebra. What's yours?"

Kyle checked his schedule as well.

"Hm, seems we have the same class. That's good, we can work on the homework together," the dog said, his stubby tail wagging.

"Hey, Kyle, um....this may sound awkward, but...yesterday was the first time I've done anything in a while, and I'm a bit rusty with girls....would you uh, be my wingman?"

Kyle smiled and nodded, and they left for class together. The campus was alive that morning, packed full of students of all species trying to find their classes. Kyle and Reggie made it to their first classroom with ten minutes to spare, and Reg took the opportunity to scope out the other students that had arrived early. He saw a red panda girl sitting towards the front row, and nudged Kyle with his elbow.

"Target acquired," he said. Kyle rolled his eyes at the crude comment but followed Reggie anyway, taking the seat next to him.

"Hi there," Reggie said to the red panda. She was about the same height as Kyle, and her ringed tail was curled around the back of her chair. She had an average build, and her blue eyes seemed to sparkle with intellect behind her glasses. She simply nodded to Reggie in response, making him feel a bit despondent. He shot Kyle a sideways look that very clearly said, A little help? Kyle grinned and spoke in a slightly feminine tone, "Oh my goodness, your glasses look amazing! Where did you get them?"

The girl looked shocked, but smiled and responded in a soft voice that Reggie loved, "I um, I got them online. It's a lot cheaper that way." Her voice was quiet and timid.

"Oh they are fabulous," Kyle continued, "they match your eyes so well."

"Oh, thanks," she said, blushing so deep that it showed through her fur, "I um, I like your shirt. So uh, what's your name?"

Kyle reached over and offered her his paw, which she shook.

"My name is Kyle Green, and this is my roommate and good friend, Reggie Faust. And as a matter of fact, Reggie here wanted us to come and sit next to you because he told me you had the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. He's quite the poet, this one." Reggie and the red panda both blushed. Reggie shot Kyle another glance that said, What are you doing? I never said that. But Kyle simply grinned and nodded as the panda offered her paw to Reggie, too.

"My name is Kayla Burman," she said, blushing again as Reggie, rather than shaking her paw, grasped it and kissed it delicately.

"Charmed," he replied in what he hoped was a gentlemanly tone. They got out their books and continued to talk until the teacher arrived. All three of them, along with the rest of the class, quickly became bored as the instructor, an elderly robin, went over the syllabus. Kayla's arm was resting on the edge of her desk, and Kyle nudged Reggie pointedly halfway through the class. He looked at her paw, then at Reggie, then back at her paw. Reggie got the hint and slowly moved his paw over hers. She looked at him, smiled, and grasped it. He felt lightheaded, and couldn't concentrate for the rest of the lesson. The period whooshed by so fast, he was shocked when he saw other students packing up their things. As the three of them made to leave, Kayla slipped Reggie a scrap of paper. He unfolded it and saw a phone number scribbled on it. Even her handwriting is cute, Reggie thought.

"Give me a call sometime," she said as she swung her bag over her shoulder. He saw the top of a bright orange thong poking out above her jeans as she left, her tail swaying mesermizingly.

"Geez, Reg, could you BE more obvious," Kyle laughed as he followed the fox's gaze.

"Kyle, that was amazing! How did you know what to say, she totally shut me down at first."

"Well, people with glasses are usually pretty self-conscious about them, so complimenting them is always a good start. Plus, once she figured I was gay, she let her guard down. The I left the rest to you."

"What about the kiss? Too old-fashioned? Too forward?"

"Casanova would be proud," Kyle said, grinning, as they walked past the giant arch where they had met on their first day. "Now, let's see, I have a few hours free before Intro to Sexual Psych. What about you?"

Reggie pulled out his schedule and examined it to find that he had no other classes on Mondays.

"Well, I might go grab some lunch. And uh...when should I call her? I mean, I know today is too soon, but-" He stopped as his phone started ringing. It was Kayla's number. He stared at Kyle, who simply shrugged, and answered the call.

"Um, hi, what's up," he said, trying to act nonchalant.

"Oh, hey Reggie, it's Kayla. I think somehow I grabbed your calculator by mistake. You had your number written on it so I figured I'd call you in case you were looking for it or something. When should I come give it to you?"

Reggie stared at Kyle, who laughed as he walked away, "You're welcome. Tell her to come over later, I have an idea."

"Well, um, I'm free all day, so whenever is fine," he said. He wasn't sure about this plan, but Kyle had come through for him so far.

"Well I have a class in like ten minutes, and it runs kinda late, but I suppose I could swing by around 6?"

"Yeah, that sounds fine. I'm in Boar 221, just knock. I'm sure I'll be in."

"Okay," the red panda replied cheerfully, and hung up. As soon as Reggie put his phone back in his pocket, it started ringing again. He saw that the caller ID read 'Kyle Green.' He had no idea where Kyle had run off to, so he answered.

"What's up, Kyle?"

"Nothing, nothing," the dog replied hurriedly, "Just, um, don't come back to the dorm until, like, after 5, okay? I'm, um....doing gay things. Yeah. Got a couple of big muscly guys over here to tag-team me. So, you probably don't want to be here."

"Kyle, what are y-" Reg began to ask, but the dog cut him off.

"Okay thanks for understanding bye see you later," he said without pause.

Reg shook his head, wondering what on earth Kyle could possibly need four hours alone to do. 'Then again, knowing Kyle, he may not having been lying,' Reg thought, grinning to himself. He decided to use his time away from the dorm wisely by searching the campus for his other classes. On top of math, he was taking biology, English, music theory, and psychology. He found each room relatively quickly, but still managed to kill an extra hour by finding the quickest routes for his schedule. After all that, it was 3pm, and Reg realized he was starving. He stopped at the cafeteria, hoping he could kill another hour eating. He piled his plate high with beef stew and mashed potatoes, with a side of green beans and a bowl of milk. He was searching for a place to sit when he spotted a black cat sitting alone, lapping idly at a bowl of milk. Reg approached him with a smile.

"Hi, mind if I sit here?"

The cat, startled, jumped a little.

"Oh! Sorry, Um....yeah, I mean, I guess, if you want to..." He trailed off. Reg, still smiling, sat opposite him.

"My name's Reggie," he said warmly, offering his paw across the table. The cat grasped and shook it timidly, responding in a near whisper,

"I'm, um....Florian."

"That's a cute name," Reggie said off-handedly, but Florian blushed deeply at the compliment.

"T-thanks," the cat said. Reggie wasn't sure if he had a stutter or if he was just nervous. "So, um, what are you studying?"

"Well, it's my first year here, so I'm not really sure what I'm going to major in yet. Just taking some gen eds right now, testing the waters, you know," Reggie said before digging into his food. The small cat watched him shovel the beef stew into his muzzle with something like awe on his face.

"What about you," Reggie said after he finally swallowed an overlarge mouthful, "what are you studying?"

"Nuclear physics," Florian responded, as though a field like that was nothing to be proud of. Reggie was genuinely awed.

"Wow, really? That's impressive. Are you a genius or something," Reggie asked. Florian blushed even deeper, and giggled a bit.

"Not really, no. I'm just, well...I love math and science and stuff...my parents got me a junior chemistry set when I was a kitten and I've loved science ever since. I'm not that smart but I think I can do it. I'm in my first year too, so I'm not taking anything really advanced yet."

Reggie wasn't sure if the cat was being humble or if he really didn't have much faith in himself.

"Well, I know I'd never be able to wrap my head around anything that complicated. Science never was really my strong suit."

Reggie was looking forward to getting to know Florian better, but a series of short beeps came from the cat's watch and he just about fell out of his chair.

"Oh no! I've got to get to calculus. Don't want to be late on my first day. Still, it was nice talking to you, Reggie. Maybe we'll run into each other again?"

"Same time next week, for lunch? I can introduce you to my roommate Kyle," Reggie said, glad that Florian was open to the idea of meeting again.

"Sure, that sounds nice," Florian said, extending his paw. Reggie shook it and the cat dashed off, nearly knocking over a pair of confused-looking meerkats. Reggie had to do a double take, as he thought he saw the fringe of something crinkly and white extending over the waistband of the cat's pants. He shook his head and returned his attention to the half-eaten meal on his plate. He had been so engrossed in conversation with Florian that his food had started to get cold. He finished his potatoes and milk, and was considering skipping the green beans when his mother's voice floated into his head from the ether, 'Reginald Gregory Faust, eat your green beans or you will not have dessert!'

"Thanks, mom," he muttered under his breath before quickly eating his green beans. As a fox, he preferred meat, but his parents had done their best to raise both he and his brother Ty as omnivores. Still, vegetables always left a bad taste in Reggie's mouth. These ones weren't bad, he mused, covered in butter and garlic and steamed. He finished his meal and checked his watch. It read 16:30. He still had half an hour to kill before Kyle would be done with whatever it was he was doing. However, Reggie's curiosity was starting to get the best of him, so he decided to head back to the dorm anyway. He knocked before going in, just in case Kyle hadn't been lying about the tag-team. Kyle poked half his face out a crack in the door rather than opening it all the way.

"Hi," Reggie said, "can I come in?"

Kyle looked around a bit, and nodded, opening the door to let Reggie in. As soon as he entered, the fox's jaw dropped. The room was spotless - no, it was immaculate. Perfect. Not a speck of dust, or a misplaced sock, nothing.

"Kyle, why- I mean, how-" Reggie was speechless.

"Well, I couldn't have you messing up your chance with Kayla by having her come to a messy room, Girls like clean guys, trust me, I know," Kyle said, winking.

"Thanks...but...there's no way this could have taken you three and a half hours to do. What did you need all that time for?"

"Well, You know that thing about the tag-team I mentioned..." Kyle trailed off and avoided Reggie's eyes.

"...really," Reggie asked.

"No! Of course not, you dork," Kyle said, laughing, "But I did seriously need to rub one out. Or two. Or three. Anyway, that's not important. Kayla's going to be here within an hour and you can't greet her at the door looking like that."

Reggie looked himself over in the mirror. Kyle was right, he looked a bit...eh. Not good or bad, just...eh. Definitely not dressed to impress.

"Let's see here," Kyle mused, going through Reggie's half of the closet.

"Hey, that's my stuff," Reggie began to protest.

"Reggie, please. I dress so well I had you thinking I was a completely different gender the first time we met. I know my way around a wardrobe," Kyle said with a snap to his voice Reggie hadn't heard before. But he really couldn't argue with the dog's logic.

"Let's see....hmm. Ah, here we go." Kyle had selected a white button-down shirt and a pair of nice khaki pants.

"Can't argue with the classics," Reggie mused. He had been wearing something very similar on the date with the wolfhound all those years ago.

"Go grab a shower and make sure you get yourself nice and clean," Kyle said, handing Reggie a small bottle of cologne, "and splash a bit of that behind your ears. Dinner should be here when you're done."

"Dinner? Geez, Kyle, you really went all out on this, huh?"

"All I did was order a pizza. Gourmet a la college life. Now hurry, we don't want you dripping wet when she gets here. That part comes later," Kyle said, and Reggie gently punched him on the arm. Reggie grabbed his towel and shampoo, and thanked Kyle as he headed to the showers.

"Oh, and Reg?"

"Yeah Kyle?"

"Might wanna rub out that easy one while you're in there. Don't wanna pop too fast!"

Kyle had to shut the door fast to keep Reggie's loofah from hitting him in the face.

When Reggie returned to the room, a pizza was on the small table they had put in the middle of the room, and their two chairs were placed on either side.

"It's a shame they don't let us have candles," Kyle said, grabbing a couple of paper plates, "Nothing says romance like a candlelight dinner. Even if it is just pizza."

"Kyle, isn't this all going to be a bit much? I mean, she thinks she's just going to come here to give me my calculator back."

Kyle grinned and condescendingly patted Reggie on the head.

"Oh, Reg, oh poor poor dim Reg. You really don't understand how fast I work, do you?"

Reggie pushed Kyle's paw away and went to re-brush his hair.

"What do you mean," he asked, studying himself in the mirror.

"Do you really think I slipped your calculator into Kayla's bag without adding some of my own personal flair? While you two were so busy making eyes at each other, I wrote her a little note. From you, of course."

Reggie was stunned.

"What did the note say?"

"Hmm....I think it was something along the lines of, 'I think you're very pretty, and I'm just as shy as you are, but why don't you come over to my dorm around 6 and we can have dinner and get to know each other?'"

"You....you really do know women, don't you," Reggie said, still astounded that Kyle was going to such lengths to get him laid.

"You don't dress like a woman for five years without learning a little bit about how they think, Reg."

"I guess that's true," Reggie said. Both of them froze when they heard a knock at the door.

"Oh shit, is it six already? Well, I should get going. Maybe I should head over to the football fields and scope out some buff guys."

"Kyle, wait," Reggie said, grabbing his arm as he went for the door.

"Reg, wh-" Kyle started to speak but Reggie kissed him before he could say much of anything.

"Thanks," Reggie said before opening the door to let Kyle out. Kayla was there, wearing a tight white blouse that showed off her breasts much better than the outfit she'd had on in algebra class, and a short black skirt.

"Oh, hi Kayla," Kyle said, quickly shaking her hand, "good to see you again. I was just on my way out. You two have a good time, now!"

Kayla giggled a bit as Kyle dashed away, leaving Reggie standing there holding the door.

"You, uh, you look really nice," Kayla said, blushing a bit.

"You look great," Reggie said truthfully, and led her into the room. She gasped when she saw how clean it was. They sat down and began to eat, chatting about nothing much - classes, how they had come to the school, and a bit about their families.

"It must be crazy having quadruplet little sisters," Reg commented after Kayla told him about her odd family, "How do you tell them all apart?"

"Well, when they were little, my mom tied different colored ribbons around their ears. As they grew older, they started dressing and acting differently. Kristin got into the punk scene, Felicia turned into a huge gamer nerd, Yvonne got into sports, and Heather started training for the military when she was only 16. I suppose just having one younger brother was easy enough?"

"Heh, yeah, most people say that," Reggie said, laughing as memories of Ty's antics flooded his mind, "but he was a real troublemaker as a kit. Mom couldn't let him out of sight for a second or he'd be climbing on something or making a big mess. One time she caught him flushing all her makeup down the toilet. $150 to repair, and that's not counting how much the makeup cost to replace..."

The pair laughed, and while Reggie's eyes were closed, Kayla leaned forward and kissed him. His eyes opened in shock, but this was really where he wanted things to be going anyway. He pressed back into the kiss, and they didn't break it until Kayla pulled away to take a breath.

"That was....unexpected," Reggie said. Kayla cocked her head at him, and he hurriedly continued, "I mean, it's not like I didn't want you to, I just didn't expect you to be so....forward."

"Really? You're going to call me forward after the note you gave me?"

"I didn't think it was that forward..." Reggie trailed off, worried that Kyle's note had ruined his shot with Kayla.

"Wow. Seriously," Kayla pulled a small slip of paper from her pocket. She cleared her throat and began to read.

"Kayla - I think you're pretty damn sexy. I'd love to have you come over to my room later so I can see what's under those clothes. Call me if you want to hook up. Reggie."

She put the note back in her pocket and stared at him, hands on her hips.

"Kayla, listen, I didn't write that. It was Kyle, I swear. I would nev-"

"Oh, of course, blame it on your roommate when he's out. So classy," she snapped.

"Kayla, I would never- I mean, yeah, it's true, to some extent, but- I mean- I, uh..." Reggie was stammering, trying in vain to explain it to her. After he finally just stopped trying, Kayla began to laugh.

"Oh my god, the look on your face...so worth it."

"Wait, what? You were just joking? Does the note even say that?"

"Yes, that's exactly what it says."

"But then- I thought..." the fox was completely speechless, and even more confused.

"Reggie, you're missing one very obvious fact here," she interrupted, slowly walking towards him with a wide smile.

"And that is," Reggie said, not sure if he should be excited or nervous.

"The note said to call you if I wanted to hook up, and I called you," she said before leaning down and kissing him again. He stood up, pushing back into the kiss as he did, and did something that surprised even him. He placed a paw on her leg and slid it up under her skirt, feeling her thigh. As his hand slid slowly through the soft fur, he noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"Naughty girl," he said, breaking the kiss and moving his paw around to cup her ass.

"I saw you staring at my ass in class earlier. That and your note turned me on so much I that I soaked my panties and had to make a pit stop before class to have a quick cum."

"Well, with an ass like this, can you really blame me," he asked as he squeezed her firm cheek, making her moan. He began to lightly bite her neck, eliciting another moan and making her breathe even heavier.

"You...made me late," she panted, trying to speak in a tone of mock disapproval.

"Worth it," Reggie said, his voice turning heavy as he moved his paw to feel her slit. She gasped in surprise and pleasure as his fingers danced over her puffy outer lips. With his other paw, he gently led her to the bed and laid her down. He pushed up her skirt, exposing her pussy. The orange-red fur around it framed the pink flesh very nicely, and Reggie licked his lips.

"Oh, please, don't eat me," she cried out in fake terror.

"I don't show mercy to my prey," he said, baring his fangs. He took a long, slow lick up her outer lips and she shuddered with pleasure. Another slow lick, then another. Soon enough, Kayla was writing on the bed, clutching pawfuls of the sheets. Reggie was alternating between slowly lapping up her juices by shoving his tongue into her pussy and gently sucking on her clit. The red panda was tossing her head back and forth violently, biting her lip so deeply that a little bit of blood was dribbling down. Reggie, noticing from her pussy's wetness that she was very close to having a huge orgasm, decided to try something he'd seen done in various videos. Reggie was going to try to make this plump pussy squirt. He pressed his left paw down on her pubic mound, spreading his fingers through her soft fur, and inserted the middle and ring fingers of his right hand, curling them towards himself so that he was brushing her g-spot. He moved his fingers inside her, rubbing her most sensitive area as his other paw pushed down, increasing the pressure.

"Oh god, Reg, that's- oh shit- I feel weird, Reg- I think- oh fuck, yes, I'm gonna cum..."

"Squeeze my fingers, come on," Reg said, his voice husky and dripping with desire.

"Oh fuck, Reg! What are you doing? I've never felt th-"

Kayla interrupted herself by releasing a nearly howling cry. Reggie's plan to make her squirt had succeeded, and her female cum was squirting out of her cunt like it was coming out of a hose. Reggie kept up his movements and she continued to squirt until she could take no more. She wriggled up the bed, gasping and shaking, and Reg took pity on her. His chest and face were soaked in her cum, and plenty of it had gone right into his mouth. He swirled it around his mouth, enjoying the taste. It was unique - similar to a male's cum in some ways, totally different in others. Hers seemed to have a hint of a sweet, fruity taste to it.

"What....what the fuck," panted the red panda, her stomach heaving. Reggie simply grinned and gave her pussy a light slap, causing her to squeal and force one last small spray of cum out.

"Wow. First time I've ever tried that," he mused, "and it sure as hell worked."

"I've...oh god, NEVER- I mean, I feel so...holy shit. I didn't even know I could DO that." Kayla was still panting heavily, and her mind seemed half-gone.

"Well, you can learn SOME useful tricks from porn," Reggie said, chuckling, "And your pussy is delicious, by the way."

"D-damn right. Holy fuck."

Reggie slid up next to her in the bed, holding her close as she continued to shiver with pleasure. He ran his paws all over her body while kissing her neck and breasts. Occasionally, one of his paws found its way back down to her pussy, and he slipped a finger or two in to make sure she was still wet. After about ten minutes, she had finally calmed down. She rolled over and kissed him hard, tasting her own pussy juices from his mouth.

"Hmmm. I do taste pretty good. But you're overdressed, mister," she said, grinning, and began to take off his shirt and pants. He had been so focused on making her cum that he hadn't noticed how painfully hard his cock was. She moved her head down to the bulge in his boxers and inhaled deeply.

"I love your smell," she said as she pulled down his boxers. She was about to start blowing him when he spoke up.

"Kayla, can we just....can we just get to the fucking? Your pussy was so delicious and so soft...I just have to fuck you."

"You mean, you want me to not blow you after what you just did to me?" She sounded absolutely astonished.

"Yep," he said, and he wasted no time. He grabbed her blouse and tore it off, not even caring if he ruined it. She wriggled out of her skirt, leaving her lying on his bed, totally nude.

"How, um," she said, somehow returning to her shy tone, "How do you want me?"

Reggie didn't speak. He responded by lifting her legs up and putting her feet on the bars underneath the top bunk, and spreading her legs as wide as they'd go. Her pussy was perfectly positioned for a nice, deep fuck. He moved on top of her and kissed her again. He broke this one rather quickly, moving his head down to her plump breasts. He licked them all over, making her giggle and moan as his tongue swirled around her nipples. As he was sucking on them, he positioned his cock so that the tip was gently pressing against her lips. He teased her with it, rubbing it around her lips and occasionally slipping just his tip in.

"Oh Reg, I'm so wet....you don't need to tease me. Just fuck me already!"

Despite her persuasive words, Reggie continued rubbing his cock against her, sliding it between her outer lips to tease her clit, and renewed his oral assault on her nipples. Then, without warning, he slid his entire length into her soft pussy.

"Oh! Oh, fuck," She cried as his hot cock filled her, his balls resting against her cheeks, "Oh god, it's so good."

They let themselves bask in the glow for a few moments. Kayla loved the feeling of Reg's hot, hard cock filling her, and he was definitely enjoying her soft pussy clenching around his shaft. They shared another long, deep kiss, both of them moaning from the feelings running through them.

"Reggie," Kayla spoke in a soft, quiet tone.

"Yes, Kayla?"

"Would you please hurry up and fuck me?"

They both laughed, and Reggie obliged. He pulled his cock out and drove it home. He had gravity on his side, so his thrusts were very heavy. Kayla let out a small, squeaking moan every time his cock filled her. Soon enough, she was ready to cum again.

"Oh fuck, oh god, I'm gonna cum again...fuck me Reg!"

Reggie took her advice, as well as the opportunity to make her squirt again. He changed his position and sat on the bed so that his cock was entering her slit at such an angle that it rubbed against her g-spot. He grabbed her asscheeks and bounced her up and down, meeting her every time with a thrust.

"Oh god! Oh fffffuck...oh- OH! Ohhhmygawwwdd..."

The new position and added friction was taking its toll on the fox as well. He wasn't sure if he could hold out much longer. He could, however, make sure that she squirted again.

"Are you going to squirt again?"

"Oh f- yes, yes, oh gooooddd! Ohhhhhh!"

Reggie felt the pressure building up in her pussy and pulled out as a torrent of juices began to spray from her slit once again. The fox grabbed her taut ass and lifted her up, holding her pussy right to his mouth, swallowing as much as he could. After four or five good solid squirts she slowed down, but the juices where still flowing. Unable to resist, Reg assaulted her pussy with his tongue again, causing her to squeal and squirt again.

"Stop, please, oh god, I can't- it's too much-" She was panting heavily, sweat dripping from most of her body after the fierce fucking. Reggie gently brought her down until her ass was lying back on the sheets. Cum was still dribbling from her pussy lips.

"Kayla, I've gotta- I'm gonna cum," Reg said, "Where do you want it?"

"Oh fuck, Reg, cum in my pussy...I want it."

"I don't have a condom-"

"I'm good. Just fuck- oh god, please-" She was still incoherent, but Reggie couldn't hold out anymore. He shoved his cock into her convulsing snatch and growled as he shot load after load of hot fox cum into her cunt. She cried out again as he rubbed her clit with his paw, wanting her to cum one more time.

"Oh Reg, fuck, please, not again- oh shiiiiiit!!" She screamed and shot one last powerful squirt of cum all over his cock and hips. He collapsed on top of her, his cock still half inside her. The two of them fell asleep quickly, their bodies completely spent.

The alarm clock glowed 23:07 as the pair awoke, Reggie's head buried in Kayla's breasts. She kissed the top of his head and he looked up at her.

"That was awesome," she said, giggling, "No one has ever made me...well..."

Her shy demeanor was returning quickly, but Reggie was there to fill in the blanks.

"Squirt?"

"Y-yeah," she said, blushing.

"Well, if you were wondering, it was great for me too," Reggie said, squirming off of her and standing up. He helped her out of bed and they examined the room. Her first squirt had got on the rug, reaching almost halfway across the room.

"Hm, wasn't expecting that. Kyle might know how to clean it off...."

Kayla was getting dressed, but as she went to put on her skirt, she realized she still had cum dribbling out of her pussy.

"Grr, how am I supposed to get back to my room like this? Everyone will see this mess."

"I could, uh, clean you up if you want," Reggie said, looking at her pussy with a lustful hunger.

"Wait, don't most guys not like tasting their own cum?"

"Kayla, I think we both know that I'm not like most guys," Reggie said, dropping to his knees in front of her. He licked all the cum off her legs and thighs before slurping noisily at her pussy. Even doing a sloppy job, he still managed to make her cum again. He sucked the juices out as they came, not letting a drop escape. She studied herself in the mirror before finally putting her skirt back on. Reggie dressed hurriedly and offered to walk her back to her dorm.

"A gentleman, and a fantastic lay. You'd better be careful, Reg, or I might fall for you," she giggled. Reggie's heart jumped, then sank when he remembered just what his motives were.

"Listen, Kayla, I-" but she cut him off.

"Lucky for you, I've got a boyfriend back home who's totally fine with me sleeping around while I'm at school. I need to teach him how to do what you did. I know what tonight was - we both needed a good fuck, and we were hot for each other. And it was exactly what we both needed, right?"

"Yeah, I guess," Reggie said. Thinking about it, it was no surprise that Kayla had a boyfriend - she was smart, sweet, and an absolute animal in bed. Soon enough, they reached Kayla's dorm.

"Anytime you want to do that again, just give me a call," she said, kissing him.

"Ditto," he said, and the pair laughed as Reggie left. He grinned widely as he walked back to his dorm. He opened the door to find Kyle inside, lying on his bunk, furiously masturbating.

"Oh! Reg, I was wondering where- do you mind if I-"

"Only if I can finish you off," Reggie said, climbing up to Kyle's bunk, "I owe you that much."

"So, I take it the date went well," Kyle asked.

"I'll let the stains on the rug tell the tale," Reggie grinned.

Not bad for my second day, the fox mused, not bad at all.