Curiosity & Seduction

Story by TrilbyGrey on SoFurry

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A story I wrote a long time ago on the plane home from a Las Vegas vacation.

A dirty little tale that popped into my head while listening to some incredible She Wants Revenge, who seem to only sing about break-ups and desire.

I don't know if it was from being in Vegas or a particular mood I was in, but this story literally came outta nowhere. I felt so compelled to write it, something I had rarely felt in writing at the time. After I was done my hand was cramped and my finger was bleeding.

Unorthodox choice of perspective narration in this story; I blame it on the song I was listening to. But for some reason, I don't see it working any other way. I suppose I wanted to try to elicit emotion in the reader to a level that almost involves them.

So tell me, did it work?


Lights flash and rhythms break, slamming hard against your fragile heart, curiosity driving you past the edge of sanity. Cold liquor and heavy smoke pulls your muzzle deeper into the fray, scared yet hypnotized by the poison wafting through the room.

Locking eyes with the cutie across the floor you feel the air sizzle and your blood turn to ice. Every sense and nerve begging you to run, shadowed by the screams of perverted lust as you eye the fox's slender legs and inviting lips. The narrow little glimpse of black lace under a silk skirt makes your jeans feel so much tighter, tighter than your drying throat. Sweat dewed fur rises under your stifling collar, paws shaking with feral agony as your primal desires push you to tear off the fox's clothes, breath sinking deep in your lungs.

A roller coaster of adrenaline throbs through your veins as lead weights pull on your chest, gravity tugging on each of your fingertips. Your head leaves your shoulders as golden eyes draw you closer, black-lined lips smiling as you suddenly wrap your arms around a slender waist, your boxer briefs damp with frantic sweat. You fight the urge to tug down the skirt and thrust your tongue between soft lips, wanting to hold this fox and close the gap. The fox wraps arms around your neck, unwavering gaze already telling you how this night will go down.

The slam of the bathroom door muffled by heated blood, forcefully pressing the fox against the wall as the dam breaks. You taste sweet bliss on your tongue as it slips in through tightened lips, trapped as the fox starts to suckle, moaning and whimpering like the slutty little bitch you were hoping for.

Five minutes, five days, five centuries. Time evaporates in the hot passionate moment. An orchestra of moans and gasps mingle with the loud smacks of wet lips. Gripping short-furred thighs you grope your catch, pulling away and gently sinking your teeth into the neck of your prey, the fox's lustful moans pressing your throbbing cock painfully hard against tight jeans. Head swimming in blue ecstasy you lunge for another kiss, hooking a claw around the black skirt and pulling firm, gasping on warm breath as you squeeze a tight round cheek.

Paw shaking as it fumbles with the mischievous zipper you can't help but gasp as the cool club air tickles your swaying length, slick juice lubricating for the anticipated climax. Sucking once more on soft lips you slide black-laced panties down smooth legs and hover your paw up to claim your prize.

Fingertips suddenly bump into skin, eyes flipping open as a cold cruel snake slithers through your veins, tail snapping to attention. Eyes once more locked with his, your thumb rests against his length, his eyes lined with fear, anxiety, and sadness, still somehow hypnotizing you with their surreal beauty.

The world sneaks up and startles you as time returns to the cramped white stall. A prickling heat wave rises through your skin, fur rippling with electricity as your mind goes dark, passionate eyes locked with pleading orbs of yellow.

Pushing through deep ocean water you press quivering lips to his, moaning with excitement as your paws instinctively slide up curved legs and squeeze. Controlled by a hidden whisper in your ear you press your still-throbbing tip against his tight rim as you feel a soft tail wrap lovingly around your waist. Breathing hard you clench your paws and tighten yourself, almost breathless as you slowly slip inside, helpless whines escaping his lips as your tip strokes hard against warm slick muscle, enveloping your cock.

Cheek to cheek you press your body tightly against his, paws reaching up and locking fingers together, you growl and thrust deeper inside him, feeling a cool tear kiss your fur. Pushing between pulsing soft flesh you clench the fox's paws and suckle hard on his neck as you pull back to the tip, teasing with a pause before thrusting in deeper, biting down and gasping as your length is squeezed and pulled.

Pumping in and out, over and over, time falls out of existence as the world dissolves once more, heart fluttering as you pant with sinful lust, the gorgeous slut tugging your neck and muffling your cries with a dirty kiss. Flexing every muscle past their limit you start to feel that familiar cold weight drop in your stomach as your orgasm reaches fever pitch. A stellar mosaic of colours smear against closed lids, your lips soon invaded by his moist wiggling tongue, sucking hungrily as your climax starts to rise.

Roaring and grunting your cock throbs painfully hard as you pound deeper and deeper into his slick tight hole, the heat and warmth swirling madly in your body suddenly draining and going numb as the first thick string of cum bursts from your tip. Gripping tightly to the fox, burying your lips into his, you feel the milky seed splash back against your cock and slosh wetly in the small space, each wall of the room shaking in different directions all at once.

You pull back and suck on cold stale air as your head races to catch up with your spinning mind. Sound assaults you as blood slowly returns to your ears, opening your eyes and smiling down at the cute fox boy smiling back at you.

Holding a loving kiss for what feels like eternity yet hardly any time at all, with a weakened whisper and a blushing muzzle you manage to sound out the words:

"Th-Thank you."