Rita's Beginning
Date: December 28, 2008
Mood: Happy
Security: Public
Music: Delerium--Enchanted
Subject: Good day today.
Well, it's the first log of my new life. I arrived at the main guest hub today. Travel between worlds still makes my stomach upset, and I don't think I'll ever quite get used to the sensation of flight... but the freedom is just amazing. It feels so good to get away from home, from all the drama and the complications. Here I can be myself, here, I don't have to answer to anyone. Here, I'm free.
It's taking a little while to get my bearings here on the mainland however. Furries, humans, robots, just about everyone who has the Lindens to buy it or knows the spells or has the tech to do so makes their appearance into anything they want here. It's kind of strange to think that there are bodies fabricated and ready to be 'worn', but I suppose it's not that much of a change from Layleux in the Taps system. The inability to instantly change forms and instead need them prefabricated is the only real adjustment factor.
So, I arrived and changed my money into Lindens. What an odd name for currency. A friend is giving me a place to stay while I'm in the mainland so at least I don't have to sleep in the streets or worse, get teleported into that 'holding hub' if I happen to lose consciousness. That just looks freaky.
It wasn't hard to outfit myself with a body I felt comfortable in, and even less time to work myself into an outfit to begin work.
Some might just call me a slut, but I can't deny my nature, and as long as everyone I meet knows what to expect of me, it's not like I can hurt anyone while I enjoy my profession.
So, after a little wandering and flying (ugh. Stomach still feels like it hasn't settled yet.) I found a place called the 'Yiff Theatre'. After some investigation, I found it to be... well, maybe a little lacking in aesthetics, (that's the only nice way I can describe it.) but nonetheless a good place to start. Lots of furs just standing around while one or two females danced on stage. Given my ample (and prefabricated, I might add) attributes, it didn't take me long to attract the attention of a young otter male. He was pretty shy, but then, most boys are in these lands, always expecting a hard slap in the face the moment they try and make small talk with an attractive females.
He started trying to use 'gentlemanly' gestures at me but I just rolled my eyes. Chivalry is all well and good, but these aren't the middle ages and we're not at a Renfair. I assured him that there was no reason to waste good manners on me. I got up on stage and flashed my 'Entertainer' ID at him.
It took him a few minutes to finally understand that I was on duty, and that he could just start fucking me if he wanted to. It took him a few MORE minutes to work up sufficient courage to get up on stage with me. The place has LOTS of furniture to have fun on, so it wasn't hard to find a place to get cozy with him.
He was cute, I'll give him that. Shy mannerisms, about a head shorter than me, lean, someone I could easily control, which was good, because I wasn't in the mood for one of those fucking assholes with the giant dicks. Seriously, the cervix has an opening that's meant for liquids, not to be rammed into like a kamikaze pilot. Geez.
I am tolerant of most any creed or species, but there are just two that get on my nerves... horse and dragon males. Think they're such hot shit just because they've got 12+ inch spongey fuck sticks, and yet, don't bother doing anything else besides moving back and forth like a piston engine. Oh well... I'm sure I'll meet a decent exception to the rule.
Anyway, didn't take long to get him to take his clothes off. Rather, I just took them off him. He seemed to be the really submissive type, and I wasn't about to disappoint my audience who apparently hadn't ever seen sex happen in the theatre before... at least, not performed with such vigor.
Yeah, I was horny, and this kid fit the bill. Joseph, I think his name was. I took him to one of the fetish pavilions and tied him down to a BDSM table. Arms and legs spread, I had him just where he wanted me. On top.
I've never sucked on an otter before. That was an interesting taste. He maybe didn't have the longest dick I'd ever seen, maybe five inches, but he was thick and HARD. I mean, I bet I could hang a coat on him once I got him to full mast.
It was so cute watching him twitch. I don't think he had seen much action before, and as I sucked on his cock, I could feel it twitching and feel his thighs getting tenser and tenser as I bobbed my head up and down on him. I could tell he was going to cum soon, and while I certainly wouldn't mind him cumming in my mouth, I had to make sure that I gave a good show, and a 4-minute blow job doesn't get remembered.
So, reaching into my little bag of tricks, I informed him I was going to use him up, and slipped a cock ring over the base of his dick. Now he COULDN'T go soft, and he looked like he had always wanted to be subjected to this kind of 'torture', because his breathing became laboured and he whimpered more and squirmed like a fish out of water, fighting his restraints. He looked so delicious like that, I had to have more of him.
I redoubled my efforts, using that little trick I learned in Charm School... tightening my upper lip over my sharp canines to make sure I didn't graze his flesh and extending my tongue, I touched his furry, musky otter balls with my tongue as I jacked the cum out of his balls with my mouth. His dick was a little too thick for the cock ring I used on him, because his dick kicked and twitched in my mouth but I didn't taste anything. Oh well... not that I mind the taste of cum, but I'm not going to cry either if I don't have to swallow it and STILL manage to give a guy a toe-twitching orgasm.
I didn't stop, naturally. I gave a lot of attention to the head of his cock because I know how sensitive that gets right after an orgasm. He was trembling all over and crying out... I couldn't help myself and had to play with myself right there listening to him whimper and cry out in pleasure. His dick continued to throb in my lips for some time after wards until finally it stopped. I sucked harder on his meat until finally some of the cum he had backed up in his dick trickled into my mouth, making him whimper more and just making my pussy drool.
Still, best not to rush things. I mounted his cock then, and pushed his face against my huge tits. There's something intensely satisfying about NOT moving on a boy's cock but making him suck me and feel him TRY to move under me that just makes my fur stand on end. His mouth was very hot and he sucked on my tits with a lot of enthusiasm. I ground his face against me and I felt his cock jerk inside my pussy. He was getting close to getting off on just being in this position.... which was getting me quite excited myself. I clenched down on his cock and started moving finally.
Oh, such a nice hard cock is so ha--err--difficult to find. Most dicks more than 6 inches long get... floppy... and not as fun to ride, but this boy's short dick was like a red-hot rod of steel. I was able to stir him around inside me as I rode him, totally helpless to stop me. I kept him between my breasts and started moving faster and faster. After a few minutes, I felt him bite down on my nipple and felt him really strain against his restraints, shaking all over as I beat his lap with myself. Oh, his cock felt so good like that... he filled me up just right and his struggles got his dick rubbing up against all the right places. I felt his dick kick inside me once... twice.. and I knew I was on the last couple of strokes, so I really let him have it a couple more times before burying him, and then felt his dick kick and throb inside me as I brought him to another orgasm. I heard him moan into my cleavage. I must have really made him cum hard, because this time, even the cock ring couldn't block his cum from shooting into me.
I only stopped for about half a minute before I started moving again. I heard his muffled cries into my cleavage as he tried to beg me to stop. At this point, several of the guys watching the show started jerking off to the show... I think one of the girls did too. Feeling Joseph's hard cock throbbing in my pussy and the knowledge that I was putting on that good of a show was more than I could take. I reached down and pushed that otter's face deep into my tits and rubbed myself with my free paw. I lasted maybe 20 seconds before I came on that otter's cock, grinding down on him. I think I must have outweighed him by like 40 pounds, but I didn't care if I was about to fracture his pelvis. I was cumming really hard. I felt my pussy squeeze the head of his cock down in my folds.
After I finished cumming, I started moving on him again until I felt him start to go a little limp. I realized his face was still trapped between my tits, and I sat up before I suffocated him. I made sure his cock had recovered to the point where it wouldn't deflate if I took off the cock ring, and I freed him.
Pulling him on top of me, I let him thrust into my body as hard and as fast as he liked. He was really fucking me hard, too. I don't know if he was just trying to make himself cum or somehow KNEW I wanted to be pounded, but within minutes I had to wrap my legs around his waist and hold him close as this time he made me cum with that hot, hard dick. Just as I pulled his head into my cleavage and started to gently move him around inside me to ease my climax down, he suddenly came one more time, groaning and exhausted. He fucked me really hard and fast just before he came, and I swear, feeling him moving inside me with such lust ALMOST got me off one more time. This time I knew his dick had had enough because just one little spurt was all he could manage and he ROLLED off of me onto the floor. I bent down and kissed him gently, thanked him for being my partner, and went back to work. I was satisfied, but not sated.
Unfortunately, the boys who were watching had already finished and weren't really interested in an encore, so I just bowed and started playing with one of the dancers until a fully-charged boy came along to play with. More on those later. As it is, I'm winding down for sleep, and I'll write some more later.
All in all... not a bad day, not a bad day at all.
I think I've found a new favourite haunt.