Carpe Diem
DISCLAIMER: Hello all, this is my first erotic story ever so I'd love to get some feedback on it, both good and bad. Let me know what you think. Now the boring part. This story and its characters are copyright Denaya, and any resemblance to any individual living or dead is purely coincidental. This work is of an adult nature so if you're under 18 or 21 depending where you live don't read it. Otherwise please enjoy!
CARPE DIEM
Tucked in her back corner, hidden behind the lab equipment, she digs through her purse and pulls up the crumbled magazine photo. Cara's there, her perfect body in the perfect nightgown, blowing kisses to the viewer. To her. Jodi. Perfect.
Rabbit ears, long gray hair, gray fur, the white of her neck just peaking up from the pink silk with that smile, teasing although she could never mean it, Cara dances with innocence. Jodi closes her eyes. The memories float back. Highschool, first crush. No boy, or man later could ever fill that complete wanting, complete unresolved, unrequited love with a sprinkle of lust. She sighs, hearing noises as her coworkers--no colleagues, she half snorts to herself--return from proposing to the university board. They're cheering, and she already knows the research grant has been fulfilled.
She stuffs the photo back into her purse and straightens her glasses. She glances down at her lab coat covering the slightly plump, could stand to lose five pounds, body. She blames it on being a raccoon. Raccoon femmes are never skinny. She stands, forgetting Cara for a moment to go celebrate. Sometimes you have to look on the bright side.
Cara sits behind her desk, ash gray hair tucked neatly behind her long ears. Her class of third graders sits in front of her, finishing their free read for the day before she'll get up and send them home. She smiles softly to herself, flipping through her newspaper, reading headlines and stumbling as she sees the news about the new research the university will undergo. Her eyes fix on Jodi's name. Jodi. God, it's been forever.
She remembers Jodi. Good friends, not especially close, but she always sensed Jodi wanted more. More than friendship. She fingers the pendant around her neck, how ironic for her to be wearing it today. A Christmas present when she was sixteen from Jodi. Butterfly in silver, purple gems, gorgeous. She felt bad that Christmas, an expensive necklace from Jodi, and all she had given was a cheap gift certificate to some clothes store.
But that had been what first sparked her feeling that maybe Jodi wasn't as straight as everyone else. Of course that was a lie--she wasn't straight. At least, not entirely straight, or hetero, or whatever you?d call it. She was, or even is, straight like a spoon; sticks to the narrow path with a slight veer indicating her fantasy, even interest in the feminine form. Not that she was ever sure about Jodi. She was sure in that way a sixteen year old will say "I'm totally sure is gay" to her boyfriend, but would never be certain should she ask Jodi. Certain in the way of gossip...hunches as never as interesting as "the truth".
The bell rings, and thirty eight year olds are on the move. Her fantasizing is over for now.
Jodi walks out of the lab down the hallway, passing through the Education wing as she always did on her way to the bus stop. Cara had become a teacher she'd heard through the grapevine. Paid for school with modeling. Girl was always so pretty and never even knew it. She smiles to herself. Part of the charm she supposed, beauty without arrogance. Hot.
Cara had everything, she was this goddess Jodi could lust for, and yearn for. Smart, of course not nearly as hard working as Jodi, beautiful, athletic, and almost popular. Well, popular with their crowd at least. All the geeky boys always drooled for her, and Cara was always off chasing some other guy. She'd marry him too...and then he die suddenly, car accident at 26, or so she'd heard. She felt bad for Cara, nobody deserved that. At the time she hated him, god, what was his name? Jake, that's it, Jake. Some wannabe jock, he'd lead Cara on for highschool at least, and then settle down or so she'd heard. All this was hearsay of course. They'd gone their separate ways, Cara set out for wherever Jake was headed, and Jodi instructed by her drive.
Jodi slips through the door into the cool March rain. Thank god for her umbrella, nothing worse than wet fur. She smiles to herself as she passes a group of students laughing about this that and the next thing. She'd had boyfriends of course throughout the years...but quickly learned there was nothing worse than a man in love with you, and in the height of orgasm her pretending it was her fucking Cara. They'd break up, and Jodi would try a few more men before giving up. It'd been nine months since her last "relationship", and she was just about ready to call it quits. She wasn't gay or lesbian or whatever the word was. No other woman could be Cara. She reaches into her purse and touches the photo, crumpled, at least six years old. Oh Cara!
She sighs, and hops on the bus. She checks her watch. Damn needing food of all nights. If it wasn't for her complete lack of everything edible, she'd just go home and call it a night. She wipes her fogged up glass as she gets on the bus. Damn, ten stops to the store. Damn.
Cara runs through the rain, wishing for a car of course, and hoping she can get her groceries and run home. Her hair is wet and her bag thumps against her side. Her heel slips into the drain and she struggles for a second. She's finally free. Without looking up, she turns smack into another fur.
"Oh gosh, I'm so sorry. I really should..."
Jodi's eyes open wide as she stares at Cara before her.
"Cara? Is that you? God, I haven't seen you in forever!"
"I can't believe it's you." Cara smiles at the petite raccoon girl, no woman now, in front of her. Silver rimmed glass perch on a delicate black nose and Jodi's black hair is tucked neatly under one of those gray wool hats. Cara's eyes move down, in complete disbelief and yet so pleasantly surprised at the woman in front of her. Her eyes rest slightly on the curve of Jodi's chest, and her ears turn a faint shade of pink. There's a feeling in her stomach, something she hasn't felt since Jake--butterflies.
"We should go for dinner and get out of the rain" she replies lamely, her smile rests on Jodi's face. Had she never noticed how cute her nose was? Or the way her whiskers curled? Jodi. Seeing her hit a nerve, the loneliness, the pain, the need, and god...was that lust?
"Yeah, of course! Um, how about um, Torta's? It's classy, reasonably priced, and it's right across the street. Dinner's on me, I'm so excited to have this chance to see you again. Jodi smiles, her face bright with joy. Cara? Her Cara? How badly she wanted to see her...even if this was just two friends and dinner, god, just seeing her made it worthwhile. She stood like a goddess in the rain, tall, slim as only a rabbit with their metabolism can be, and her curves hugged in all the right places by the now wet dusty rose blouse and pencil skirt she wore. Jodi had to struggle to keep her eyes at a modest placing; her arousal was making her a slick wreck.
"Torta's it is. And as for you getting the bill, we'll just have to see." She grabs Jodi's arm and leads her across the street, heart racing with the second her fur meets Jodi's.
They sit at a quiet table in the back. Intimate setting, how ironic Jodi would pick a place perfect for lovers. Lovers. The word echoes in her head, how she craves it. Needs it. But not tonight. Tonight and never.
She watches Cara eat her salad in tiny bites. Succulent bites. Bites that make her want to rip the rabbit's blouse off and suck those delicate nipples till they curl. Pink gems buried in creamy white underfur. She stares for a second, dreaming off, even when Cara is speaking.
"Jodi? Are you okay?" Cara asks in her musical voice, flecked with the merest hint of concern.
Damn! Jodi snaps herself out of her fantasy.
"I'm okay, sorry, just long day at work; I guess I'm having a hard time focusing. With this grant having gone through we've just been so busy getting started. Sorry Cara, what were you saying?" She looks up and gives a weak smile. Damn. Stupid. But god, Cara's perfect.
Cara smiles, listening intently to Jodi. God Jodi's adorable. Round, curvy, completely feminine looking with a vaguely masculine mind. Spicy almost, like she can be both. God, Jake was never this...intense, captivating. She struggles for the right word.
"So, I was just thinking...I've got an early day tomorrow...coaching for the older girls volleyball in the morning, but maybe, tomorrow we could hang out. I mean, it would be Friday, we could catch a movie or something." Cara says, thinking suddenly of going back to her place tomorrow, taking Jodi to bed...and sliding her hands down those luscious curves, undoing those buttons, removing that bra...and shit, Jodi's talking, Cara's ears somehow are turning pink and oh god, thank god for the candlelight and bad, no "intimate" lighting, pink ears would be hard to explain!
"Sounds like a plan. I'll see you tomorrow then. Let's meet in front of the restaurant, here, at say, 6? Not for dinner, just you know...a meeting place." Jodi eyes Cara, surprised, very pleasantly, that she'll get to see her again so soon. She's like cocaine, addictive...not having her is killing the poor raccoon, but god...just her scent alone. Intoxicating.
"Great! I've got the bill" Cara thrusts her credit card at the waiter as he stops by the table. The fox looks surprised, and then glances at the girls and gives Jodi a knowing wink. Lucky girl, lucky, lucky girl he thinks before heading back to swipe the card.
"Alright, bill's yours. Tomorrow it is then." Jodi stands, takes one last look at those gorgeous hazel eyes and walks out. Tomorrow couldn't come too soon. She thinks for a second, was the waiter winking at her? Or could he possibly think Cara and her were an item. Ha! Only in every single one of her dreams. She sighs and heads out into the rain.
Cara watches her go and licks her lips, feeling herself relax so sadly...the need, like standing on the edge of a cliff and dancing...the exhilaration is killing her but losing it is worse.
The waiter returns with her card. "Friend run off?" He asks, the poor rabbit looks so glum, and yet excited. Too bad she's clearly got her eyes on another prize. That and his girl would kill him...but still. She's a hottie.
"Yeah, we're going to meet tomorrow though." She sighs "Okay, this is completely crazy, and you probably think I'm a fool...but is there even the slightest chance she's interested in me?" Cara rushes her hand to her mouth, completely aghast that she let that slip...to this stranger at the worst!
The fox chuckles "You're a blind fool indeed if you can't see the chemistry between you two. She was eyeing you all night. If you get together, and need a male, give me a call. Two hot girls, man! But seriously, I think you'd be safe taking a risk with that one." He grins, and lifts the remaining dirty plates onto his tray.
Cara smiles and blushes a bit. "Thanks, I guess I needed the boost of confidence." She hands him an extra ten for the opinion. "Have a good night and thanks again." She stands and walks out the door.
The fox smiles knowingly and watches her leave.
Jodi practically runs home, it's only three blocks from the restaurant anyways, and the rain's let up. She can't believe it, she feels electric, alive. Cara's better than she remembered. She runs up the steps into her building, and then up another three flights to her loft, for once too high on adrenaline to be gasping out of breath. She runs into her loft and grins like a fool.
"YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she screams and dances. She looks out the window and smiles. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe this can actually happen. All she knows is it's been years since she felt this happy.
Cara wanders along the streets, to an untrained eye in no particular direction, but she knows exactly where she is going. Her eyes smile and for a change she has complete confidence to walk into the sex shop. Her mind is set on Jodi. Jodi naked, Jodi in the bath with bubbles all over her petite tits, pink nipples poking through white and black fur. Jodi licking her lips. Jodi's tongue wrapping itself in hers, Jodi licking her clit. Just Jodi.
The bell tinkles as she enters the store, and the collie cashier looks up for a second from her magazine. The shop appears to be empty, and Cara wanders through as though she's been there multiple times. Only once though, with Jake, and god he'd had to drag her. She wanders to the harnesses and smiles. Jodi's racing through her head, and she knows in her fantasies exactly how to make her moan. God she's horny. She picks a leather harness with the same waist and hip measurements and wanders back to the dildos.
She's eyeing the package without taking it off the shelf. Black, long, and yet somehow feminine. "That one really pleases the ladies." The collie says as she stands next to Cara. Cara smiles. "I'll take it." So completely horny, her cunt's soaked the panties she's wearing, and the collie clearly is a bit interested. Cara glances at the cashier out of the corner of her eye and sees the girl grinning with a "come hither" expression on her face. As though her mind as become a petulant two year old, all she can think is "Not Jodi. Jodi only. Not Jodi". She hands her packages to the collie "That will be all thank you." her voice somewhat icy.
"Suit yourself" the collie shrugs and walks to the till. Cara follows and pays for her purchases before she walks out the store. The collie snorts and goes back to reading her magazine.
It's all Jodi can do to survive the day at work. She's on edge, snaps at her colleagues and proceeds to hide at her cubicle of an office reading preliminary research. She can hardly focus. Cara keeps running through her head.
At lunch she runs to the bathroom and paws off gently in the stall, black fingers sliding against her swollen clit. Oh Cara! She pictures Cara's tongue running along the inside of her thigh, lapping delicately, ears flicking. Jodi half purrs, her juice flowing down as she comes on her hand.
Cara thanks god there was practice that morning, the running only half taking the edge off her utter arousal. She's short tempered with the girls, in an uncustomary fashion, raising her voice. She can't take it anymore, Jodi's lap dancing her, wearing just the cutest pink bra and bikini panties. She's raising her breasts to Cara's mouth, teasing, "No touching! Only LOOKING!" She says mischievously, pulling pink bra straps down lower and lower and... Cara lets practice go early.
It's 5:55 outside of Torta's, Cara's waiting for Jodi. She can't breathe, the nervousness is killing her. Should she even be there? Jodi won't feel the same way. Her shoulder bag where she usually keeps her student's papers and lesson plan now hiding the cock she wants to fuck Jodi with. She's always been such a girl, and yet the thought of ramming that huge black cock into Jodi. Oh god.
5:57 and Jodi's walking towards Cara, heart racing in her chest. "Play it cool Jodi", she thinks, trying to forget that she ever fantasized about Cara. And yet there she stands, tall, slim, beautiful. Jodi melts. She can't not tell her how she feels. She can't not. Her lips are wet as hell and her panties feel tight. She just wants to be naked on Cara. She wants to eat Cara, lap at her and...
"Hi Jodi! So, what would you like to do tonight...I checked the movie listing, nothing really good is playing, so it's up to you." Cara says. Jodi blinks, and blushes slightly...thank god Cara can't read her mind.
"Well, I have some movies back at my place, we could order in take out or something." She smiles weakly. Oh god how dumb can she be...that sounds like a date. She can't date Cara, they're FRIENDS not LOVERS, friends!!
"Sounds great to me" Cara replies. The evening sun falls across her face, making her glow. Jodi smiles weakly, and together they walk back to the loft.
Jodi orders a pizza, and Cara flops on the leather couch in the corner of the main level with the TV. Upstairs on the loft portion is the bedroom, open to the main floor. Cara eyes Jodi's cute butt as she pours them drinks over in the "kitchen" really just another part of the room.
The pizza comes, and they chat. Jodi puts the movie in, lights still on, evening sun pouring through the skylight and windows. Jodi looks gorgeous, sensuous and soft, like an angel. Cara smiles with joy at her. Lust aside, she is the most gorgeous creature Cara has ever laid eyes on. She's stunning, simply stunning.
The movie starts, and Cara pulls the blanket over them, keeping out the slight chill of the early spring air. She can't help but slide close enough to Jodi for their hips to be touching. It's like electricity, the feel of Jodi's hip, hidden under gray dress pants. Cara almost melts.
Jodi can't help but notice Cara's hip next to hers. For the first time, she realizes that maybe it could be mutual. Maybe Cara could like her back. She thinks, and then the movie pulls her in.
It's some cheesy chick flick that girls supposedly watch to make them realize how to find a prince charming or whatever. It's hopelessly romantic, and Jodi can't help but feel drawn in. The romance heightening the moment comes. The hero reaches for the first kiss of the girl, and at that point she turns to Cara, and Cara turns to her. Nervousness engulfs her, and she closes her eyes and kisses Cara.
It's a slow kiss, and Cara overwhelmingly responds to it. It's like flying, the first moment where everything in the world feels completely right. Her lips caress Jodi's and feels the raccoon's passion back. In mere moments her tongue is darting along those secret places within Jodi's mouth, soft and so warm, overwhelming. Nothing in the world could be this perfect. Nothing.
Jodi kisses her for moments more. The time feels like hours, so engulfed is she in everything Cara is and ever can be. She slides her hands down Cara's torso, feeling the edge of her perfect curves. Eyes still closed, she unfastens Cara's buttons, one after another after another until the blouse is completely open.
Only now does she pull out of the warm kiss, and Cara opens her eyes and gives a sleepy dreamy smile. Jodi can't breathe at the sight before her. Cara's sky blue blouse opens over her creamy white bellyfur, running from her neck down to the waistline of her dress pants and beyond from there. Her black bra cuddles her large breasts, completely out of proportion to her size. Jodi smiles as Cara blushes, always self conscious about her cup size. Jodi reaches a hand forward and slides her fingertips across the top, feeling Cara shiver.
Tenderness is lost in that moment as then Cara's pulling Jodi on top of her and feeling her nipples tighten against Jodi. Jodi kisses, deeper, longer, and the wetness between Cara's legs is back in full force. Romance is over! The passion takes over, Cara clutches Jodi's head, pulling her closer into the kiss, and Jodi's fighting to get Cara's bra off. The fabric comes loose and Cara's nipples are free. Jodi's nimble fingers slide floatingly across the rose beads and Cara moans into the kiss.
Jodi sits up for a mere moment to view the vision in front of her. Cara's blouse is gone somehow, and the rabbit lies in front of her topless, hair messed and falling in long waves around her breasts. Jodi's eyes feast, and before she can reach down and taste her prize, Cara's standing and taking her by the hand and leading her up to the loft. Jodi half heartedly mumbles protest as Cara lies her on the bed and removes her sweater and then pants leaving Jodi lying there in her yellow bra and white panties.
Fighting fire with fire, Jodi has Cara's pants off somehow, and then Cara has Jodi's bra off and her mouth laps at Jodi's nipples. All "fight" elapses from her then as she moans feeling Cara's hot mouth on her breasts. Cara's eyes close as she suckles Jodi, feeling the nib beneath her tighten into a perfect bead. Jodi cries as Cara's hand reaches for her other breast, teasing the sister to the same heights of ecstasy.
Jodi slides her own hands down, across Cara's breasts down her flat stomach and slips it under Cara's panties and trails her finger along Cara's swollen clit. Cara shivers and releases Jodi's nipple, and instead kisses and laps at her neck. Jodi slides her finger up and down along Cara's wet slit, feeling her twitch on top of her. She closes her eyes, feeling Cara's hands play with her nipples as she slides her finger inside Cara's wetness.
Cara gasps feeling Jodi's finger inside her and struggles to continue keeping up with Jodi. Jodi pumps her finger, smiling as she watches Cara's expression of pure pleasure. "Don't stop" Cara whispers, eyes closed, hips bucking. Being so close to arousal all day, Cara comes, her wet walls clenching around Jodi's finger. Jodi smiles, soaked from watching Cara, everything having a dreamlike quality.
Cara lies next to Jodi for a moment and nuzzles her neck. Jodi smiles and says nothing. Cara then tugs at Jodi's pants and has then off and then her panties. Cara kneels with Jodi in-between her legs and looks down at the beautiful woman beneath her. Jodi's black fur is offset by her gray bellyfur covering her petite breasts and flowing down to a thicker set at her groin. She smiles happily at Cara, and Cara slides her hands down Jodi's sides, feeling the curve of her belly and then the breadth of her thighs.
"Wait here hun, I'll be right back." Cara says, kissing Jodi's belly and then hopping off the bed and scoots downstairs, wearing just her black thong. She comes back upstairs in a moment, the blanket from the couch wrapped around her waist; her topless height and long flowing hair combined with a mischievous smile give her an Amazon effect. Keeping the blanket covered around her waist, its size forming a large skirt, hiding anything that could be underneath, she buries her muzzle in Jodi's crotch, her tongue sliding along the outline of Jodi's pink lips. Jodi grins and sighs happily, remembering her fantasy from the morning as Cara laps up her sweet juices, then ducking her tongue into the pink cave. She laps at Jodi's sweet spot before coming up. Jodi's eyes are closed as she gasps in surprise as she feels Cara's quick withdrawal met by the edge of a hard cock slipping into her center. Gasps quickly turn to moans as Cara hilts her, her hips following the direction, pushing forward, gasping herself at how hot Jodi looks. Jodi moans, and Cara withdraws before pushing back in, and then repeating. Jodi closes her eyes, muscles clamping at the dildo, trying to keep its wonderful presence inside her, the fullness it brings and yet loving Cara's repeated entry feeling herself fill all over again.
Cara thrusts faster and harder, and Jodi's hips begin to buck. In and out and in and out faster and harder Cara mates Jodi, her eyes open, fixed on the girl beneath her. The dildo squeaks with Jodi's juices pouring out of her cunt around the member harder and faster and harder. Jodi closes her eyes, feeling her cunt tightening around the spear squeezing its repeated entry over and over. She feels from a distance the approach of her orgasm, the light visible at the end of the tunnel. Cara pumps harder and harder, her own eyes closed, in and out and in and out and faster and faster and Jodi comes screaming in squeaks of "YES! YES! OH! OH!" Cara bucks slower and slower, watching Jodi's smile. She collapses on top of the girl, and the two nuzzle, kissing and smiling.
"Thank you" Cara wishes, and Jodi smiles. Cara removes the harness and flops down next to Jodi, pulling the plump raccoon into her arms before falling completely and happily asleep. Jodi looks at her lover's face and smiling softly at the sleeping rabbit whispers in the darkening night "Cara means beloved, and you are beloved to me".
THE END