First Time
# First Time [NC-17panda.gif](%5C) > This story contains: sex, light bondage, swearing, masturbation, anthromorphism, orgy... If you are offended by such content, or if you are not supposed to view such content, please leave. If you choose to read it, you automatically assume responsibility for your own actions. > The monitor's glow illuminated the instinctive twitch of whiskers, as Dee lit her cigarette. "Fucking dialup" she muttered over the hum of the computer. Her tail twitched as if in agreement. Welcome, DeeCat. "Finally" she said to herself.
She scrolled through a list if emails, hitting the delete key... "Porn... porn... porn... loan... porn..."
LoneWulf: Hey! :>) > > DeeCat: Surprise, surprise. Are you ever NOT online??? > > LoneWulf: I was just about to sign off... > > DeeCat: No poetry chatrooms tonight? > > LoneWulf: Sorry, Love. I'm off to a party. > > DeeCat: A party? LOL > > LoneWulf: Yes, I was invited to a party. What are YOU doing tonight? Looking at naked lion pics? > > DeeCat: Touché. Well, have fun. > > LoneWulf: Thanx TTYL > > DeeCat: Dave? > > LoneWulf: Yeah? > > DeeCat: Try not to fall in love. The only thing I hate more than your angst poems is your love poems.
LoneWulf: gtg. Ride's here. TTYL. > > DeeCat: Dave... > > ::The user LoneWulf is no longer signed on::
Dee sighed and finished deleting her emails. She clicked on her "Favorites" folder and scrolled down through the list of site descriptions; Nude Lion Boys, XXX Lion, Barely Legal Lions, Lion Paw Fetish...
Her gaze wandered over to the heart-shaped picture frame that held a cut out yearbook photo. The lion in the picture was smiling innocently. She smiled back at the photo through a haze of smoke as she pushed a cd into the disk drive. Soon Trent Reznor's voice was the only discernable sound as Dee clicked on a thumbnail of a smiling lion. "I wanna fuck you like an animal..."
Dave was a shy wolf. He was a virgin even though he was very handsome. He had a nice build and beautiful green eyes. But he could never bring himself to look a female in the eye, let alone talk to one. So he had been more than somewhat iffy about the prospect, when Mark had invited him to a party. "I dunno, man. I mean, you know how I get around chicks." He had protested. "THAT is exactly why you need to go, dude. Look at you..." the tiger had punched Dave playfully in the abs "All you do is lift weights and email that perverted cat buddy of yours. You need to get laid." Dave had tried to talk his way out of it, but in the end, Mark wouldn't take 'no' for an answer.
So here he was, in the back of his friend Mark's jeep, trying not to notice the fact that Mark's girlfriend was pawing at the big tiger's crotch as he drove. Mark wore a muscle tee and shorts, while his girlfriend had on a black dress that didn't leave much to the imagination. In short, she dressed like every other girl Mark dated. He seemed to be with a different female every time Dave talked to him. Dave wore a white tee and jeans with a baseball cap. Mark had tried to get him to wear something different. "Something to show off that fucking body you're always working on, man." But he'd refused to change. After all, who the hell was he trying to impress?
Suddenly they were parking in front of a huge house... more of a mansion. The bass was turned up so loud that it made Dave's ears twitch and he suddenly wished he'd stayed home. Mark seemed to sense the wolf's thoughts. He turned to his girlfriend, and told her to go in ahead of them. "I wanna park the car further down so nobody fucks with it". She gave him a look and reluctantly withdrew her paw, which had still been resting in the tiger's lap.
Mark drove down a block and parked. As they hopped out of the jeep, Mark grabbed Dave by the arm. "Listen, man, don't wet your pants ok? You look like you're gonna freak or something and we're here to have fun. Just go in, grab a drink, and try not to get too grabby with the ladies, you dog." Dave had to laugh at that. He nodded and they began towards the mansion.
About ten steps past the door, he lost Mark. The place was crowded, furs pressed together suffocatingly. He pushed through the crowd until he ended up near a table covered in bowls of chips and kegs. He poured a beer and tried to find somewhere to sit where he could disappear.
Soon, he was sitting on a plush couch, next to a raccoon and a vixen that were making out frantically. He tried not to notice when an errant footpaw or tail brushed him.
The music was deafening. Dave wasn't into Marilyn Manson and he clenched his fists every time Manson screamed. He couldn't understand why anyone would ever want to purposely subject themselves to the shrieking of the cross-dressing maniac of an albino ferret. Apparently, Dave was the only one that felt this way, as every fur around him was dancing wildly... most of them pressed against at least one other furson.
At one point, he thought he saw Mark through a gap in the crowd. The tiger was leaning his head back in a silent roar, as a female (not the one he had come with) bobbed her head up and down over his lap. That's when it really dawned on him that the party had seemed to take a turn for the yiffy.
More and more furs were ending up on the floor, dry-humping and pulling off articles of clothing. 'What the fuck kind of party is this?' Dave tried not to let his jaw drop as he gazed around the room. Mark was indeed being sucked-off, now by another female. He caught Dave's bewildered look and winked. The tiger had known what kind of party this was going to be... and he had purposely left that information out. Dave was mildly pissed, but Mark was only trying to help him out in his own way, and Dave's anger was steadily melting into a kind of fascination.
All around him, furs were actually getting naked. He couldn't help but stare in wonder at the growing mass of nude bodies, and he realized that he was blushing furiously. Suddenly, a pair of paws was on his shoulders. He yipped in surprise and turned.
He was staring straight at a pair of vinyl-clad breasts. "Up here, Cutie" his eyes looked up towards the voice. She was a white wolf, with penetrating grey eyes. She was still dressed, in a black corset and a skirt that stopped just short of the carpeting, revealing the toes of her boots. He realized he was looking over the back of the couch at her feet and blushing. He jerked his head back up and she smiled. "You don't seem to be enjoying my party very much." Dave didn't know what to say.
She placed a soft white paw on his shoulder "...but Mark told me you are really fun. Is that true?" Suddenly she was crouching so that her nose touched his. He jerked his head back a bit at the sudden contact. "Would you like to have some fun?"
"N-no. I mean I, um, didn't really know what kind of party... I um... what I mean is... I don't think I really belong here". He stood, with the intent of backing out of the house, and he realized that her eyes were fixed on his crotch. He looked down and saw that his cock was pressing against his jeans. He fixed his shirt in a futile attempt to cover his massive hard-on.
It was only one second, but she had skirted the couch and stepped over several oblivious furs to stand directly in front of him. He didn't know if he wanted to laugh or cry. He inhaled deeply, fighting the urge to run, and picked up her flowery scent. She put a paw on his chest and he jerked slightly, his jaw clenching nervously.
The music had stopped and was replaced by moaning, grunting, and sucking sounds. They stared at eachother in silence. Dave was slightly taller than the other wolf, but her grey eyes and her self-assured stature intimidated him. She brushed her other paw acrossed the bulge in his jeans, and he felt a whimper rise in his throat.
Dave was terrified... and he was horny. The female standing before him was beautiful. She even smelled beautiful. He wanted to touch her, but he didn't know where to start.
"Do you want to go somewhere private" she breathed at him, still lightly touching his throbbing erection. He gulped and nodded. She took his paw and began to lead him through the house... up a staircase. They were careful not to step on any tails as they waded through the yiffing tangle of bodies. Then they were in the dark, and her paw released his.
He stood there, hearing his own heart beating in his ears, until she switched on a lamp. "What do you think?" she was gesturing around the room. The bed was an enormous four-post with black silk sheets and a matching blanket. The two pillow-covers were red silk.
A poster of Marilyn Manson leered down at him; his nude ferret body was painfully thin. One paw cupped his crotch, as the other dragged a rusty-looking razorblade acrossed his bony chest.
The lamps on either side of the bed were tarnished metal dragons; their red-jeweled eyes glinted coldly. The entire room seemed to be a gallery of mixed morbidity and dark beauty. The wall was covered in sketches of nude furs. Some of them were in bondage.
He realized that she was waiting for his answer. "It's n-nice..." he stammered. She smiled and sat on the bed. Dave didn't move. "So are you going to ask me what my name is, Dave?" He blinked "How do you know my name?"
She grinned at him amusedly "It's Maxine. And your tiger friend told me your name. He told me a lot about you." Dave realized that he was blushing again as he let his gaze drop to the floor. "Did he tell you...?"
"...that you are a virgin?" she interrupted. Dave cringed at the word. "No... That I guessed for myself. It's true, isn't it?" He nodded almost imperceptibly. Maxine patted the bed and Dave sat timidly. She slid over so that they were touching.
Dave gasped as Maxine began to massage his cock through his jeans. "Do you like that?" she whispered. He tried to reply, but the only sound that came from him was a closed-muzzled "nnnnnnnnnnnh". She pressed a bit more firmly on his crotch and kissed his neck. He turned his head to face her. His eyes were half-closed and he was trembling visibly as he leaned in to kiss her.
Maxine responded gently. She opened her muzzle slowly and let her tongue flicker past his lips. Then they were kissing deeply and she was unbuttoning her corset. She leaned back and gave Dave a full view of her round breasts and the erect pink nipples that pushed through the downy fur of her chest. She unlaced her boots and stood, uncinching her skirt and letting it fall to the floor. Her entire body was snowy white, except for the hint of pink that shone through the fur between her legs.
"I want you to lie on the bed." She said it quietly, but it had the tone of a command. He obeyed, lying on his back. She slowly removed his shoes and pants, tossing them aside. She pulled his shirt over his head and straddled Dave, who was now only in his boxers.
Maxine explored Dave's body with her paws. She ran them down his grey sides, eliciting a shiver that made her smile even more. She felt his biceps and traced her fingerpads over his neck. They kissed again, while she stroked his white chestfur and abs. Then she leaned back and began to pull down his boxers.
He lay on his back in a mix of ecstasy and trepidation as his boxers were removed and his exposed sheath came into full view. The pink tip of his cock poked expectantly from its furry white sheath; a whitish bead of precum already forming at the slit. Maxine licked it off with the tip of her tongue. The sudden contact with his sensitive flesh made Dave groan.
Maxine licked her lips and smiled at the inexperienced fur. Then she was straddling his upper torso. With her crotch so close to his face, Dave couldn't help but notice the scent of her sex. He gasped as she reached behind her back and fondled his balls with one paw. "Are you ready to play, Dave?" she murred in his ear. "I... think so" he said quietly.
She reached upwards and pulled down one of the purple cords that had been hanging loosely on the bedposts. Dave allowed her to slide his paw into the slipknot at the end and wrap the loose coil around the post... she did the same with his other paw, wrapping it tightly so that Dave couldn't have escaped if he wanted to.
She turned her body around, giving him a full view of her ass and a glimpse of the pink beneath. His feet were bound to the other two posts. "Umm, maybe we should lock the door", Dave whispered. His eyes were locked on the pussy that hovered inches away from his manhood. Maxine looked over her shoulder and smiled, then lifted her heat away from his naked form. She walked to the door and locked it, then padded towards her closet, out of his line of view.
He lay naked, prone on the bed, listening as Maxine dug through her closet. She returned shortly with a blue box, which she set on the bed next to him. She reached into the box and pulled out a blindfold. He lifted his head and allowed her to cinch it tightly so that he couldn't see. He swallowed nervously as she rummaged through the box and began to lay items on the bed next to him.
"You have a beautiful body, David." He jumped a bit, at her voice, which was right next to his ear. "Thanks" he mumbled, wondering at the fact that he had allowed a strange girl to tie him up and blindfold him. "If you get scared or you want me to stop, let me know" she said. He nodded and tried to relax.
She lifted his ballsack and then there was a buzzing sound as she ran something over his scrotum. It took him a moment to realize he was being shaved. Maxine caught the falling fur in her paw and tossed it onto the floor, smiling at the quizzical look on the wolf's face. When all the hair was gone, she slowly lowered her head and lapped at the smooth skin. Dave moaned as she took his balls into his mouth, one at a time, and swirled her tongue around. His dick twitched in agony, longing to be touched by the mouth that was generously engulfing his testicles in its warmth.
Then his balls were pulling themselves closer to his body, at the sudden coolness as she released them from her muzzle. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation and he was relaxing and enjoying the feeling.
Something soft touched his sheath, sending chills up his spine. Then it was touching his sides, and under his arms. He began to laugh as his body was tickled from various directions. "Hehehehe-hey! Please! I can't...ahh! That's..." the rest of his words were lost in laughter as he squirmed to avoid the attacks.
The tickling stopped and he was still catching his breath, as she lifted his balls again and put something around them, tightening it slowly, careful not to hurt him.
Maxine reached over and gently pulled down David's sheath, revealing the long, thick cock that had been straining to get out. She slid the sheath up and down the moist flesh. "What does that feel like?" she asked him. He moaned and tensed against his restraints. "How about this?" she ran her tongue up and down the underside of his cock, which was now oozing precum. "Oh, yeah." Dave managed to respond.
Then she took the tip of his dick into her mouth and covered her teeth with her lips, slowly lowering her head, until her nose touched the fur of his pubic bone. She raised and lowered her muzzle onto him, enjoying the moaning and gasping sounds he made. He tried to raise his hips towards her, but she put her paws on his thighs so that he couldn't thrust into her mouth. As she began to suckle with more pressure, his groans were replaced with throatier murring and occasional whimpers.
He was on the edge of climax, when she suddenly stopped. His cock was twitching and his balls tried to pull upward, making him realize that the thing she had tied around them was meant to stop him from cumming.
Maxine crawled slowly up Dave's body, enjoying the desperation in his raised brows and heavy breathing. She lowered her wet pussy onto his virgin cock, sliding it in to the hilt. She sat and watched his face as she clenched and unclenched her muscles, squeezing his dick with her cunt.
She braced her arms on the bed and raised herself, so that only her lips and the tip of his cock touched. She lowered herself again, and began to ride him slowly. Dave moaned and leaned his head leaned back. Each time he thrusted, she lifted away from his body. She massaged the furred muscle of his chest and continued to ride him at a tortuous pace.
A couple times, Dave's cock began to twitch and she sensed it and stopped. She leaned forward and nuzzled his face and whispered lovingly until he calmed down a bit, then began to ride again.
The rise and ebb of Dave's climax was driving him wild, when she finally removed the blindfold and kissed him deeply. Maxine kissed him again on the forehead, and then reached to untie his hands. He slipped his arms around her and began to pump slowly into her, as she reached back and freed his feet.
She sat on him with her ankles crossed behind his back, rotating and swaying her hips from side to side as he pushed deeply into her. His moans became whimpers as his balls strained to release their burden into her hot pussy.
Maxine reached back and removed the control device, stopping to fondle his heavy sack. Dave groaned as he felt his balls freed. They kissed again and then Maxine slowly pushed his chest and uncrossed her legs.
She turned and placed her hands on the bed, her knees parted and her tail lifted high. Dave mounted her and began to rock slowly into her body. His balls slapped her pussy lips gently with each thrust, causing more pleasure for both of them.
He held her hips firmly and began to thrust faster. She began to moan loudly, which pushed Dave over the edge.
His knot swelled faster than it ever had when he masturbated. His balls lifted as he thrust it in and out spasmodically, his cock pistoning in and out of her tight heat. The bulge of his knot grew until; finally he couldn't pull it out. "Oh, oh fuck. I'm gonna cum. I'm g-g-g...! Unnnh! Uh, uh, uh, uh...."
His body shuddered convulsively, as he was rocked with wave after wave of ecstasy. Dave threw his head back and howled. Maxine howled with him, their voices mingling in a song of pleasure.
All through the house, furs pricked their ears, before returning to their yiffy business. Mark smiled at the sound of his friend's voice, as he lapped at a squirming mink's pussy.
The two stayed that way for a few minutes, locked in their passion. Maxine's body seemed to suck greedily at the cum that shot from Dave's cock. When it was over, and his knot began to shrink, he pulled himself away from her. They both gasped as he slid the last inch out of her.
He collapsed back onto the bed and she crawled over and lay next to him. Maxine licked Dave's face a few times, and he began to snore lightly after a few minutes. She fell asleep with her head on his chest, and his arm wrapped protectively around her waist.
Dee was about to cum. Her hips pumped at the air, sliding up and down the length of the vibrator that she held against her pussy lips and clit. Her ears lay flat against her head and her tail danced between her spread legs, an angered serpent.
Her tits jiggled slightly as she shook with pleasure. "Oh, oh Vin... I'm cumming. I'm c-cumming!" she moaned to herself. Suddenly she threw back her head and screeched as her climax peaked and she was wracked with the waves of her orgasm.
After a few moments, she dropped the vibrator to the carpet and slumped in the chair, looking at the framed picture of her crush through slitted eyes. She was purring...
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