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Hey everyone, I've been in a bit of a slump, so I decided I just needed to write something, anything really. So I sat down and in about two hours banged out this fun little fluff piece. Because who doesn't like a hot college girl seducing a boy and some sexy shower times, right?

This is essentially directly from my brain, to the page, to here, with no real editing, so please pardon typos and grammar issues.

I hope you enjoy, and if enough people think it deserves it, I might make up a sequel or two just to keep my writing muscles working.

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Krista sighed as she tapped at her laptop. Home from college for the summer, and somehow she had more work to do for her classes then she ever did while she was staying on campus. Sure, she chose to go into the highly-competitive molecular chemistry courses to compete with the boys club there, but she thought she would at least get a little break so she could enjoy the beautiful weather.

She leaned back in her seat and groaned, while she glanced fondly out the window at the lovely summer weather, not a cloud in the sky, warm temperatures, and a nice...private back yard where a feline girl could sun herself without a stitch of clothing so she could take advantage of all of that sun over her white fur and take a nice long nap.

She hmphed, "Not that your parents would give you the chance," she commented sardonically to herself as she looked from the window to the door to her room. She had to keep it open, because one of the 'requirements' from her parents for living home over the summer without paying for anything was that she work for her dinner. In this case, she was babysitting her little sister while her parents took a summer vacation of their own. At three, the little kitten was just self-sufficient enough that they were comfortable with their eldest "responsible" daughter keeping her fed, healthy and generally making sure she didn't break anything too severe.

So...no summer naptime, because she had to keep a monitor on the little bugger, which in this case was a few open doors and her very good hearing that was telling her that Linny was still enjoying nap time in her room.

"Well...it's not like you had anywhere else to go," she sighed as she went back to her work.

Her first year at college hadn't exactly gone the way she envisioned it. No sudden boyfriends, no torrid affairs, no fast friends and sisters formed from the bonds of a new school. Nope...just annoying roomates fucking on the couch, a workload that kept her from going out clubbing, and drunk frat boys trying to take advantage of her. Sure, she let them once or twice, but drunken quickies in a locked bedroom at a party hardly satisfied...though, there was always something about having furs just out the door that satisfied a particular...itch.

She mmmed as she reminiced a little bit. There was that cute doberman that one time; the basketball player. He definitely had the endurance of someone that ran up and down a court for hours at a time. She smiled and gently pressed the palm of her hand against the crotch of her jeans as she responded to the memory. He'd practically bent her in half on the bed...and man, could he go for a long time, they'd even had people banging on the door for their turn before they were done.

Krista glanced back out the door towards the toddler's room and smirked, "Well, if I can't go outside for a nap...at least I can take another kind of break," she muttered to herself as she slowly unbuttoned her jeans. She slid her fingers down when she had enough room and ran them under the edge of her panties.

She pressed two fingers to her warming slit and mmmmed at the feeling as she rubbed very lightly. The memories were definitely doing their thing, and when added to her own self-stimulation she was already damp. She squirmed a little bit and worked her jeans and panties down her thighs, just enough that she could go back to rubbing over her damp sex, spreading the wetness around a bit, though making sure not to touch her clit, she knew she would be too sensitive to that just yet.

She rolled her head back and closed her eyes, envisioning the doberman between her thighs, his heavy, hard cock pressing into her while she pressed two fingers inwards. A low mewl of pleasure accompanied the motion, and she moved her other hand and captured her right breast, squeezing it through the tank top she typically wore around the house.

SLAM

The sound of the front door slamming quickly snapped her back to the here and now, and Krista quickly pulled her fingers out from between her thighs as she caught the sounds of excited talking and laughter filter up from the downstairs entrance. She scrambled to pull up her panties and jeans, closing the fastenings as she filtered through the voices coming up to her ears, yes, there was the sound of her little brother's voice, though she didn't recognize any of the others.

By the time she closed up her clothes and got to her feet, she could hear the sounds of gunfire and explosions coming from the family room.

"Wonderful...he brought his buddies home to play video games...fantastic," she muttered again in a frustrated half-growl as she marched downstairs.

Even before she reached the front room, she could hear the mix of taunting and laughing of a group of boys playing something competitive, but she also caught something else.

There was a definite scent of sweat, drying and stale that wafted out of the main room before she even turned the corner and caught sight of Rick, her brother, and what looked like three of his friends crowded around the TV, playing some kind of shooter or another.

"Hey, jerkoff," she started with a frown, "I thought you were going to be playing soccer or something all afternoon."

Rick turned, like Krista, he'd inherited his mostly white fur from his parents, but unlike hers, which had not a single blemish of another color, he had a black and brown mottled pattern to his fur. They both shared the same lean body type though, and his wiry frame belied his endurance, which made him so good at soccer and track-and-field.

His friends though, were a mixed bunch. They must have all been soccer players as well, since they shared his lanky frame from running all over a field. A skunk, a husky and what looked like a weasel or ferret of some kind turned from their places on or around the couch to get a look as she walked in.

The attention actually provoked a little bit of a blush, considering Krista's previous...activities, not to mention that her jeans were practically skin tight, and her top left a fair bit of cleavage on display.

"Oh, yeah. We got in one game," he started, "but everyone was starting to get dehydrated and stuff because it's so hot outside, so they called it before we could get in the rest of the three game series." He shrugged, "I figured we could hang out since everyone's parents expected them to be gone all afternoon anyway, and our parents are gone."

He then blinked, "You won't tell them, will you? I don't think they'd mind if I had some friends over...really."

Krista looked over the group and sighed as they looked back expectantly, "Fine, you're probably right, they wouldn't care that much, but!" She held up a finger, "you guys have got to get cleaned up. You all stick so much you're going to make the couch and stuff stink too, and I'm not dealing with that."

Rick brightened and turned to the others, "That's no problem guys, we have two showers, one upstairs, and one down, we can get cleaned up quick. I was starting to feel a bit gross anyway."

They nodded and started to get up, though the skunk looked to Krista, "Thank you, ummmm, ma'am," he tried with a questioning tone in his voice.

She smirked again, "I'm Krista, and you can thank him," she gestured to Rick, "since he's going to do all the laundry for all the towels you guys use up getting cleaned up." She hmphed, "Also, try to keep it down please, I got sissy to sleep not too long ago, I don't want you waking her up."

Rick's ears folded down a little bit at the mention of doing the laundry, but nodded, "All right sis."

Krista nodded one last time and practically stalked back up to her room.

She quickly closed the door behind her and took a few breaths. Sure those boys stunk, but that also meant their scents were very...intense, and considering her previous activities she found that she was squirming just a little as the heat between her thighs had barely faded at all.

"Great...just great..." she mumbled as she opened the door enough so she could hear sissy if she needed to, and went back to her laptop, "now how the hell am I supposed to concentrate," she complained to the air, but then sighed and shook her head as she tried to focus her attention on the assignment on the screen.

It didn't take long, just a few minutes, before she heard the door close, followed by the hiss of a shower from downstairs. Krista shook her head a little bit, though her ears stayed perked, turned towards the door, so she heard when it opened a crack, with a little knock.

"Ummm, excuse me?" came a hesitant voice,

"What..." Krista started as she turned towards the door, but stopped when she caught sight. The skunk boy was half leaning into the room, just a towel around his waist. It made it very obvious that his lanky, still-growing frame still had muscle tone beneath the soft skunk-fur, and Krista swallowed the next words that wanted to get caught in her throat.

"Well, your brother is using the downstairs shower, but he didn't show me where the body soap is."

"Uh huh," Krista replied, then shook her head and gave a soft little growl to herself. She stood up and pushed away from her chair. "Yeah, follow me, I'll show you," she tried to keep her tone neutral, though she couldn't help the way her tail twitched agitatedly behind her.

He stepped back from the door and nodded, though she still had to brush past him to leave, letting her catch a full whiff of his scent, sour from the sweat, but still heady with a very masculine note.

He followed behind her as she showed him the up-stairs shower, just off the master bedroom. "My parents keep it here," she said as she pulled the bottle from under the sink and shoved it into his hands, "anything else?" She tried to sound exasperated...and she was, though more from her own feelings then from his request.

"N...no...umm, thanks. We'll try not to bother you anymore."

"Good," she replied simply, and then headed out of the bathroom.

She didn't immediately return to her room though, she leaned up against the wall just next to the door-frame. Something compelled her to, especially when he didn't close the door completely. She quickly heard the whoosh of rushing shower water, and steam started seeping out through the crack in between the door and the frame.

She shouldn't, she knew she shouldn't...but something about the whole thing just excited her and she couldn't help herself. Seeing him in just the towel had really tripped something, especially since she still felt frustrated about the interrupted session earlier. She licked her muzzle slowly and closed her eyes a moment, giving him time to get into the shower and get comfortable, before she slowly, carefully turned and peeked around the door-frame through the crack into the bathroom.

The steam was starting to fog up the mirror and the sliding shower doors, but it was still clear enough she could still see through the glass to the skunk. He was nude now as he stood in the shower stream, water pouring down over his body and smoothing his fur down over his lithe, muscular body. It didn't do very flattering things to his fluffy tail, but Krista hardly minded when she caught sight of the rest of him.

She bit her lower lip lightly and pressed her palm to her mound through her jeans as she watched him pour some of the soap into his palms and start lathering up his body. The soap dripped down off of him in slow streams as she watched him scrub all over his body. Like all guys his age it caused another reaction too, she could see his cock slowly harden as he soaped up around his crotch. It was a lovely contrasting pink to his fur's black, it didn't look huge, or too small...though as he wrapped his hand around it and gave it a few soap-covered pumps Krista couldn't help but think it looked rather...perfect.

"You can't...this is absolutely nuts," she muttered, though the heat growing between her thighs fought against the more reasoned part of her brain.

She closed her eyes a moment and ground her hand against her crotch as she sought to stifle the feelings, but instead just felt more wetness grow between her thighs. She opened her eyes again, in time to watch him start scrubbing the soap through his head-fur, leaving his cock to spring up and press against his belly, rock hard apparently from even that little stimulation.

That made up her mind for her. With just a little more hesitation she slipped into the bathroom and closed the door carefully behind her, making sure it locked behind her. He apparently didn't notice her entrance with his eyes closed while he scrubbed at his hair, over the sound of the shower water rushing down over him.

Krista admired his body for one more moment, before she loudly, deliberately, cleared her throat.

He practically jumped out of his skin at the sound, quickly dousing his head under the water and clearing off the soap before he blinked his eyes quickly and looked over to her. She blushed a bit, though she smiled when his startled look resolved itself and he dropped his hands to vainly cover his crotch.

"I wanted to see if you forgot anything else," she started lamely.

"N...no, I think I'm ok," he replied, stammering a bit as he no doubt wondered why his friend's big sister decided to walk in on his shower.

Well, you're about to find out, Krista thought to herself as she licked her lips and looked to him.

"Are you sure? I mean it must be hard to get everything, and you really should get totally clean," she then smiled slowly, "maybe you could use a little help, with that?"

He blinked again, slowly, boys are so slow Krista thought, though she could practically see the moment when he realized what was going on, when the thought dawned on him.

"Oh, ummm, sure, I could use some help, I don't want to like, get any of your furniture and stuff dirty," he replied somewhat lamely.

It was almost cute, Krista thought as she grinned even more widely, "good, let me make sure and help," she replied and quickly, before she could regret the idea, unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied out of them, along with her panties. Her tank-top quickly followed, giving the skunk an unobstructed view of her nude, perky body.

He quickly stepped aside though as Krista pushed aside the shower door and hopped in, between him and the water. He still looked jumpy as she let the water hit her in the shoulders and sluice down her back and over her breasts. The water soon slicked down her own fur, giving her the same sleek look he had, though he still had a somewhat charmingly confused look on his face.

"Mmmm, that feels good," Krista said with a smile as she faced him, "what is your name, anyway," she suddenly asked.

"J, Jason," he replied, still stammering, she noticed. She also noticed that he seemed like he was practically vibrating, and still held his hands over his crotch.

She purred and stepped forward, resting her hands on his shoulders, "Jason, that's a cute name...Jason, have you done anything with a girl then, do you have any experience?"

He nodded jerkily, then blinked, "I mean...sure, a little...I've made out with a couple girls, and one even gave me a blowjob, but I haven't done anything more then that."

Krista tried to ignore her urge to just jump him, the burning between her thighs that grew with the heated, steaming water around them. She nodded and slid her hands down over his arms, to his hands, "oh, a blowjob huh? Well, that had to be fun for you, do you want another one," she asked him as she drew his hands away a bit.

He'd wilted a bit from his nervousness, no doubt, but she could still see he was firm, no doubt having a nude girl with him in the shower had something to do with that.

"Ummm, yes, I would love one," he replied. Krista could practically see the wonder in his eyes as she sunk down to her knees in front of him.

In this position the shower hit him in the lower body, and the spray sort of hit her in the eyes, but she didn't let it stop her. She wrapped her hand around his shaft and gave it a slow stroke, just gauging his reaction as she watched him.

The reaction was immediate, he perked up immediately, his cock growing hard in the way of all young men with the minimal stimulation. He looked down at her wonderingly, and she smiled as she watched him flex his hands, as though wondering where to put them.

"Just relax and enjoy this, ok?"

As he nodded, she extended her tongue and ran it gently up the underside of his shaft. The sensation provoked a low moan from him, a smile from her, and took him from "perking up" to "steel hard" in her hand in an instant.

She ducked her head down and slid her muzzle over his shaft. With the water and soap, he had a clean taste as she slid her tongue over his length, but she could still pick up a slightly musky, undefinable 'male' scent and taste that seemed to fill her muzzle and go straight down between her thighs. He was also hot, she loved the heat and hardness that a male's cock achieved, while still somehow managing to retain the softness and silkiness of satin.

He was also lovely sized, enough that she could fit him into her muzzle without gagging, so she could enjoy the entire length of his shaft. She slid her head all the way until just his ridged tip remained between her lips and flicked the flat of her tongue just over the slit. She closed her eyes as she concentrated on the sensation, and her ears flicked as she could hear him moan over the sound of the shower water.

She gently clamped her fingers around the base of his shaft in as she moved her head up and down. She loved the sensation of feeling his skin slide under her fingers, and between her lips, it got her going as well. She always loved giving head, and he was so responsive! She could practically feel his thighs trembling as she continued her slow up-and-down motion along his shaft, deliberately making sure that she practically pulled free of his cock before she sunk all the way back down again.

The sensation was so good, and was building the heat so much that she slipped one hand between her thighs and had to press two fingers into her needy pussy. The heat was just too much, she had to do something about it, and stretching her sex with her fingers brought a moan to her lips as well, a moan that vibrated along his shaft, so that on her next upstroke she could taste the salty, musky flavor of his pre-cum seeping out onto her tongue.

She braved the spray on her face to open her eyes and look up at him as she continued sucking on his shaft. For his part, he looked like he was in bliss. He was keeping his eyes closed, and he was bracing his hands on the sides of the shower, wherever he could find a grip. She practically giggled as she realized he had such an intense focus on his face, that she realized he was probably holding back as best he could.

Instead, she decided she just had to defeat his concentration and quickly drew her muzzle back to the very tip of his cock. She suckled firmly on his crown and brushed her tongue up along the underside of his tip while moving her hand up and pumping him quickly along his length.

The change of pace apparently disrupted whatever concentration and control he maintained, because she heard him gasp above him, and she could feel the pulse of his shaft through her hand, giving her just that little bit of warning before he came. He wasn't experienced enough to give her warning, so she got a muzzle full of his hot cum with just that little bit of warning.

She was sort of expecting it though, so she quickly gulped down the thick, bitter ejaculate, though she still savored the distinctly male taste, frigging herself quickly, pumping her fingers into her pussy at the same speed she quickly pumped his shaft, catching every last spurt onto her tongue and swallowing it down. She mmmphhed as his orgasm trailed off quickly, leaving her cleaning off the inside of her muzzle with her tongue as she slowed thrusting her fingers into her sex. She mmmeed and sat back on her haunches, while it looked like he went week in the knees.

He had exactly two seconds of a blissfull look on his face, before his brain reengaged and he opened his eyes and looked down to her,

"Oh, I, I'm sorry, I didn't warn you I...ummm, went off too quickly."

She grinned up to him ,"I think I had something to do with that....but that's ok." She licked her muzzle and stood back up and pressed her body up against his, "I like to feel a guy spurting in my mouth." She purred and leaned forward for a kiss. She had to give him points, he didn't hesitate more then a moment before he leaned in and kissed her back, despite his own seed still in her muzzle.

The water poured over the two of them, and she deliberately ground her body against his, still feeling the firmness against her body as he didn't go completely soft post-orgasm. She mmmmed and grinned as they broke the kiss.

"Do you wanna feel just how much I like doing that," she asked him in a low, throaty tone of voice, "have the girls you've screwed around with let you do that?"

He shook his head quickly, "No, they touched themselves, but they didn't let me do more then touch their breasts."

"Awww, poor them," Krista continued with a low laugh. "They don't know what they're missing." She stepped away from him and turned so she could lean forward against the shower wall, just underneath the shower head. She swayed her ass from side to side as she felt the water pour down over her back and thighs, she deliberately flagged her tail from side to side, so he could get a good view of her swollen sex. "Mmmm, go ahead and touch...just be gentle."

Jason nodded quickly and stepped up behind her. He reached out and first palmed her sex, (good boy she thought), so he could feel her heat under his hand. She knew for a fact she was pretty much a furnace at this point, and even if the water hadn't been washing it away, she'd be soaked and dripping at this point. All the teasing and the blowjob really got her going and she was fighting the urge to rub herself off with her own fingers.

He stroked, and rubbed, even lightly brushing her clit from time to time, which provoked a little whimper and a shiver up her body at those little spikes of pleasure. "I, it's ok," she started, "go ahead and use a couple of fingers, you've got me hot enough," she panted.

He nodded in response, and she soon felt two of his fingers work their way against her entrance. She licked her muzzle and purrmoaned encouragingly as he slid his fingers almost effortlessly into her inner passage, she was so slick and wet. She ground back against his hand, "Move a bit...pump with your fingers," she demanded.

He was so cute, but so hesitant! She realized, though he did follow her instructions and start to move his fingers in and out of her sex. In this position, she wasn't getting much G-spot or clit attention, but it felt oh so good to be full when it wasn't her fingers. She moaned again and buried her muzzle in her arm to muffle the sound as he moved those fingers in and out slowly, she almost wanted to beg him to go faster, and she was about to when she opened her eyes and looked back to him.

He was hard again already, his cock bobbing with his movements as he had such a focused look. It was so cute to her that he seemed to concentrate on the way his fingers moved, the way she squeezed around his fingers and the way she wiggled that she doubted he even realized he was hard again.

"Hey....why don't you put that to use now," she gasped back to him. He blinked and looked down, as though realizing he was hard again for the first time.

"Can I? Can I fuck you?"

She grinned, "If you didn't, I think I would be a very upset woman at this point, after you've gotten me so far."

He nodded quickly and stepped up behind her. She could feel him fumble a bit and grind the underside of his shaft against her pussy and ass, which provoked another muffled groan. She looked back and realized he was bracing himself against the shower above her, not guiding himself at all and humping a little clumsily against her as he tried to enter her.

"L, let me help you with that." She reached back as he nodded and grasped his cock, gently drawing it down and pressing the tip to her entrance, "Now, go slow to start," she warned him. He nodded and rolled his hips forward. That was it! She could feel the hard, hot length of his shaft spread her open and sink all the way into her sex. She practically came right there from the feeling, bigger then her fingers or his, the hard shaft hot and contrasting with both her own heat and the heat of the water pouring around them.

He started moving slowly, just grinding his hips against her ass, not really thrusting, as though afraid he might slip out. Krista bit her lip even at that movement though, the sensation almost too much for her considering how she'd teased herself so much up to this point.

BANG BANG BANG

"Hey dude! What the fuck are you doing in there, you're going to use up all the hot water!" Rick's voice came shouting through the closed door.

Krista suddenly realized she'd closed her door, so he probably through she was still in her room. She mmpphhed and bit her arm as she stifled her noises. While Jason quickly clapped his hands on her hips and held still, panting a few moments before he called back.

"Sorry! I got some shit in my fur after that slide-tackle I'm having trouble getting out, I'll be out in a few."

"Yeah, right...well quit jerking off, the hot water won't last forever."

Krista moaned hard into her arm as Jason straightened, which shifted his cock so that it pressed right up against her G-spot.

"Yeah, yeah...I've seen you play CoD, I may jerk off here, but you are a jerk off there."

A sharp laugh met that comment, and Krista heard the door to the master bedroom slam shut a few moments later.

She slumped down a bit and gasped, panting quickly when she released her arm.

"That was fucking close," Jason muttered, though that didn't stop him from almost instinctively moving his hips back and forth.

"Y, yeah," Krista replied as she bit her lip and squeezed her muscles around him. She could feel even wetter, somehow the thrill of almost getting caught made the pleasure seem so much more intense. She reached down and caressed her clit, drawing a spike of pleasure right up her spine. "T, they'll miss you, if you're gone much longer," she panted.

"Are we going to stop," he asked, his voice almost pleading. She could feel him grip her hips more firmly, as though denying that she would tell him to stop when he was already balls-deep inside her.

"No, no, but you don't get to go slow now...fast, fuck me fast," she instructed between deep breaths.

He nodded, a little uncertainly, and withdrew almost to his tip, before slamming home once again. He did this once, twice more, until he seemed to get the idea of how long he could stroke, and then quickly picked up the pace, slamming his hips to her ass as he thrust into her.

She panted, she moaned, she pressed back against him as they fucked. Their wet sounds masked by the sounds of the water splashing between them. She loved the way his cock filled her, it seemed to hit just the right spots. She reached down and added two fingers as well, rapidly stroking over her clit in time with his thrusts.

The two of them soon gave up any pretense of words, his grunting, and her panting competing with the shower water for volume as they moved, slapped, ground together. He missed his stroked a few times, and she had to guide him back into her pussy, but that just added to the thrill, the gap in sensation making things even better.

She soon felt the tremor of a climax ripple its way up her spine. It started where his cock hilted home deep inside her, connected to her clit and spread it's way outwards. She bit her lip against shouting out as she continued rubbing her clit quickly until her peak hit. She knew when it did too, her legs suddenly went weak as her inner muscles clenched hard around that invading shaft.

It seemed he didn't know that was his sign to stop, because all she heard was, "Oh fuck," and he thrust into her more quickly. His sac slapped her mound as he moved as quickly as he could, practically battering her inner muscles through her climax. She didn't mind though, because it just prolonged the climax, the trembling, pulsing that sent stars through her head.

"Cummming," was all he said after, and she felt again that pulse through his shaft, though this time through the clenching muscles of her sex, and it was soon followed by the liquid heat of him gushing into her. It felt like he was cumming gallons as he pressed up against her and held still, emptying his balls as their wetness mixed and spilled out around her thighs.

She panted, he panted, as the vestiges of their climaxes mixed, matted their thighs, and then was washed away by the shower water and the two of them caught their breaths. He finally drew back a little bit as his shaft softened, slipping from her with a wet sound and leaving a vacant feeling between her thighs.

Krista turned and panted, not caring that she splayed her legs a bit, showing off her well-fucked pussy as the water washed down over her and rinsed away much of the remnants of their fucking.

Jason leaned against the opposite wall of the shower, a pleasured, but confused look on his face.

"Th...that was incredible, but why? Will...can we do it again?"

Krista leaned her head back against the slightly cooler shower wall and closed her eyes. Part of her still couldn't believe she'd done something like this, though another part of her still tingled and wanted more. She licked her lips before she looked back to him,

"Sometimes...the only reason you need is because you can, and it's fun." she finally replied, "as to doing it again, that depends," he eyes gleamed as she looked over him in a way that even in his exhausted state got a twitch out of his cock, "how many more soccer games do you have this summer again?"

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