Friday 12:27 PM - Back-Alley Market - The back of Priscilla's car in the parking lot of Janco & Blisk's Retail Hardware.
"Um...I don't have one." San replied, half naked while he sat there in the backseat clad in only his boxers and jeans. He hadn't really thought about condoms.
"What?!" The brown arctic fox mix shouted, just eyeing him questioningly when he tried to sheepishly smile away the mess he had landed in. Priscilla, who also was practically nude save for her shorts, shook her head annoyed as she sat up in his lap unconcerned with modesty.
San wasn't one to complain as he took in her form. The night's dark sky in their neck of the woods made it almost as dim inside the vixen's automobile as it had been on the obstacle course, however with the moon reflecting light and the parking lot's own lamp fixtures, he had enough illumination to have a great view of her voluptuous bosom and athletic figure as the fox sat in front of him with her arms folded across her belly. He also could make out her striking and intricate kitsune themed tattoos lining her front. The red feral nine-tailed fox, the symbol of her status she had shown earlier to the pair of hustlers, looked like a mythical creature come to life. The beast seemed frozen in motion, as if in the process of leaping across her right shoulder and down between her cleavage. Just under her arms, the llama made out a simple orange fox head symbol placed on her belly in the middle of the remaining white fur she had on her midsection. His observation however was not lost on his opposite. She still stared at him, awaiting a response to the question.
"You just gonna keep staring at me or are you gonna explain yourself?" She asked, snapping him out of it. "You go on a date and you didn't even think of at least buying protection? That's careless."
"I didn't know!" He said quickly in his defense. "I thought usually people see each other a bit more before they...um mate?"
She sighed and just frowned at him, one of her front canines poking through her lips. "Mate? Watāme-kun , we not trying to mate..." She clarified, leaning in. " We're trying to fuck ." The fox sneered enticingly at him, milking a bit of nervousness from his confidence, something that only made her more anxious to go in for the kill.
"T-there's a difference?" He asked cautiously, backing away into the cushion of the seat as far as he could, rubbing the back of his head while his ears wiggled. He was starting to feel like a caged animal again, being with her in this enclosed space.
"Oh, yeah…" She said raising a brow, practically nose to nose with him, her tone exuded confident experience. She nodded and licked her lips lustfully at him. "Look, I usually carry a few up front just in case. I'll see if they could probably fit you, but if I'm remembering right they're for large carnivores so…" She sighed deflated as she looked down at his stiff package before sliding her nimble body gracefully between the front seats. "Don't get your hopes up."
The camelid sat up and pulled his boxers back up over his erection, which just felt uncomfortable as it poked through the cloth like a tent pole.
While she bent over the armrest, his curious nature took hold once more as he couldn't help, but try to make out the large tattoo tapestry inked into her back. It was mostly a portrait of a white female fox surrounded by thorns, dark flowers, and other mythological beasts that San couldn't really recognize. A self-portrait, he initially assumed. The amount of time or pain it probably took to create such artwork fascinated him. It was rather clever he reckoned as well, as similar to the one around her navel, this large piece utilized whatever white fur she had left over from her shedding still on her back, probably a narcissistic reminder of the beauty of her coveted snow coat, however a closer inspection made him think again.
It wasn't her, not that San could tell, no this fox's nose was a bit longer and the fur pattern didn't really match hers at all, there were hints of gray and black spots that were absent even from what he remembered of her winter coat. This was a different female. Still she favored Priscilla, and even had the same orange eyes. A beautiful creature just like his date, at least he thought so. He wanted to ask, but he probably felt she was in a bad enough mood already.
"Should have worried more about buying a rubber than trying to service a damn wheel gun." he heard her grumbled, while still digging around the glove compartment, her tail swung wildly indicating she was continually annoyed that it was taking forever to find what she was looking for. "That was a waste of money."
"Sorry." He earnestly apologized while still trying to fix the chafing on his hard erection, staring at her rear certainly didn't make things any better.
"Don't apologize damn it!" Pris shouted back at him while she rooted around. Judging from the increasing pile of junk she was haphazardly dumping onto the passenger seat, the protection she was searching for was being very elusive.
"Should have fucking thought about this myself," He heard her mutter under her breath. He heard her sigh heavily as she closed the compartment door. "Crap...the only ones I have are for big cats. I know for a fact they wouldn't fit you." She said in his direction.
"Can't we just go buy some at the store?" He suggested.
"You know what time it is? It's late and I don't feel like driving all over town just to find a herbivore store still open at this hour that carries camelid condoms. Besides I want to fuck you now. " She growled impatiently. "Hell, I barely wanted to move this to the car!"
"Well, why don't we at least try?" He said, feeling a bit confident. "Maybe we can make it work?"
"No, no no!" She started to giggle at him. He was eager and she found his naivete rather cute. "You don't understand, you wouldn't fit in one of these." A wide grin grew on her face. "I'll admit, you're very big, but you're not that big." She mused, glancing down at his erection. "For example, a tiger's dick is usually around this wide." Her hand raised and made a 'C' shape almost large enough to hold a tennis ball.
"Woah. I know their testicles make for a big target in combat, but I didn't know they were that big." He said, recalling how he usually advised his partner to strike low against large felines.
"Well...maybe I'm exaggerating too much, but still they're pretty big, like wide, bigger than yours. It's like I said, you wouldn't fit in there. The condom would probably slide off or something." She actually snickered as she threw the wrapper back in the compartment. "I do like your enthusiasm though. No giving up for my fluffy herbivore huh?"
He silently shook his head, responding to her with a dry smile. Another curious thought popped in his head, given she seemed so experienced. "Wait so you've slept with a tiger before?" He asked.
"No!" She bluntly answered. "I've never fucked a tiger before!" The fox's face screamed insulted, but then she twisted her mouth as she forced herself to be truthful. "Well, I gave some a few hand jobs, but that was like years ago!" The fox's elicited a groan as she pouted. "That hag you met earlier though could tell you more about fucking tigers, the slut." She said under her breath. She paused and stretched her face, "Oh who am I kidding, I'm no better than her. I mean look at me right now. Here I am trying to fuck the guy I've been crushing on for months, on our first date no less." Her right ear flopped down, a tinge of embarrassment caused her to look away. San however picked up on it right away. There was no need to beat herself up over it, he felt.
"It's okay, I'm not judging." He said, softly. "Again, who am I to judge you for your past, remember?" He said, lightly chuckling with a warm smile on his face as he leaned forward between the seats. "I was just curious is all." Her ears perked back up as his soft hand gripped her shoulder. "I mean interspecies love is new to me. Hell any love. Ahaha. I'm still learning y'know?"
Her brush started wagging a bit more softly behind her as she turned around and pushed him back into the backseat. "Still learning, ey?" That mischievous fox smirk returned as she gazed at him, amused. "That seems to be a common theme with you. You just want to learn everything like we're in school or something, right? Some sorta fluffy teacher's pet." She teased, playfully encroaching on him behind the driver's seat to make room for herself. "Y'know...I still think I can still teach you a lesson without a rubber." She spoke rather enticingly.
"Really?" His head raised, keeping eye contact with the huntress as sweat rolled down his temple. "I thought we were going to fast?" He said, almost stammering.
"Well, I can still give you a handy. " She offered, reaching down towards his boxers, pulling them down over his erect penis. Drool seemed to pooled within the canid's mouth as she stared down at his package.
"What is a handy by the way?" He asked, still unsure about sexual positions or acts.
"What? You never jerked off before?" She asked, looking back up in his face skeptical.
"No, I don't think…"
"Well, aren't you innocent?" The vixen humorously commented as she gripped his manhood in her long but relatively dainty hands. "Look at this sausage link here. I just want to get my hands around that."
"Oh…" San uttered almost involuntarily, her warm fingers' touch felt like a shock to his system. He was a bit surprised with just how lighthanded she was with him. Firm, but not enough to crush his shaft or hurt him. She began to tug at the foreskin and started to slowly slide her palms up and down against his flesh. He was actually starting to enjoy the sensation until she stopped abruptly and scooted away from him.
His eyes darted in the dark towards where caught a glimpse of her sitting on the far edge of the backseat. Immediately the llama worried if he had done something wrong, but such worries were for naught as she noticed his gaze, "One second." She said as she rolled over on her back and began to slide her dark skintight shorts off. When she sat back up, she turned around, slid off her black laced panties down past her thighs, then reached over to grab at his right hand. The llama instinctively recoiled, but that was his instincts spooking him. Priscilla just cocked her head amused at him for being silly, locked eyes with him and calmly stroked his snout. "It'll be okay." She said softly, pacifying his reservations.
Taking her word, San allowed her to take his hand. She scooted over enough, then spread her legs and gently placed his hand on top of her naked crotch. Her coarse short hair on top of her mound felt strange to the touch, but nothing too outlandish. Something similar to his own, minus a few missing parts. "Wait...what are you making me do?" He asked, curiously.
"You aren't the only one that gets to have fun, so I want you to please me while I please you. " She said pointing seductively at both of them.
"Oh...well…" He said rather unsure. The young llama was confident, but he knew nothing about women or sex outside of speculation, conjecture, or just crude phrases thrown around as insults. Well, that wasn't exactly true, when he thought about it. He faintly remembered some late night television shows having a racy love scene or more recently spying a few hookers in the act of servicing a john in an alleyway a few times. He usually never lingered on those though, lest he attract unwanted attention. Still nothing that would make him an expert . Hell, even his experience with Kyuu, a female herself, was limited as she usually remained so distant from everyone when it came to stuff outside of playing games or training. Priscilla was an entirely different beast.
The fox could read his hesitation, which only seemed to turn her on more. She looked him square in the eye and just smiled while she began stroking his cock. "I know it's your first time San-kun, but I'll show you." She said softly. "I want you to rub me down there, satisfy me. That's what you do with a woman. I'll take care of you in return."
"L-like this?" He asked cautiously, gingerly touching the pink fleshy orifice.
"Stop being so scared." The vixen demanded, losing her patience. She forcefully pulled his hand closer. "My pussy is not going to bite you!" She flashed her fangs at him as a joke. "That's my job." The vixen grinned and giggled, but San tiredly frowned at her not really amused. 'Really?' his face said, before he worked up the nerve to touch it.
He began to press more liberally against the area, the texture was soft and wet, almost like feeling around a fresh and open wound. She seemed to be reacting to the stimulation rather than pain though, so he continued to do whatever he was doing. While he rubbed she put more effort into her tugging by using both hands. He seemed to understand it was a give and take process. When he pleasured her, she would in return pleasure him.
"Hehehe- Hmmm...that's it." The fox began moaning, as two of his fingers brushed against her velvety folds and her clit. Her body began to shiver and shudder as he touched the tiny pink knob at the top. He observed that seemed to be a very stimulating spot for her, so he kept at it.
"You like that, Watāme-kun ?" She asked as increased her stroking of his red pillar. His eyes began to squint as he started to become excited. His quick breathing started to mimic her own and he himself felt a bit hot as if the temperatures were beginning to rise in the car. The vixen knew his expression all too well and answered for him. "Yeah, you like it. I know you do." She said confidently with pride as she looked him in the eyes, "This is what you've been missing out on all these years."
"Rex!" he said panting. "Your touch is so...can't describe it." She changed up her technique and she started churning with both hands.
"Now I want you to stick your fingers in." She faintly requested, her mouth open as if she was having difficulty breathing, her cheeks were turning a rosy tint.
"Um...they can...you" He started to babble, losing his concentration.
She aggravatedly huffed air at him, hot and bothered for his hesitance. "Stop being scary," She told him. "Be bold damn it." She demanded.
He quickly nodded and slid his index finger down towards her vagina, he chose the larger hole while using his thumb to continue rubbing her clit. The interior felt moist and warm. Her breathing started getting heavy as he heard her utter a soft moan. "Stick them both in, use your middle finger!"
He was beginning to feel flush as well as her tugs started to become more frequent. He was beginning to feel the same way as a moan escaped his lips, which caused her to smile in between her panting. She too was feeling lightheaded, her eyes started to drift away and her tongue hung from her lips. "Stick them in," she frantically ordered again. "Come on, stick them in. Thrust them in! Stab them into me!"
"Aaaaaw!" She shouted, arching her back as his fingers rapidly invaded, throwing her head up wildly. "Uuuugghhh! She groaned. "Yes!"
The sensation of being inside her felt like he was shoving his finger between some damp, but cozy pillows. San soon found her other hand clasp his shoulder, and yank him off of the seat while she held him close to her breast. Her erect nipples scraped against his hairy chest.
"Aaaaaw Yes. Yes! Fuck!" She moaned, while jerking his cock even faster, harder yet more sensually, even sliding her thumb over the vein leading up to his tip. Her touch was driving him wild. His nose was burning up like he had a fever.
The two parted briefly, only for Priscilla to purse her lips against his again. She began making out with him passionately, like they had on the paintball course. This time he knew what to expect, though it was more sloppier than before with the both of them moving.
"More fingers!" She demanded when their lips parted again. San obliged, stuck an additional finger into her hole while still rubbing her clit with his thumb. "I'm so glad we won that ...bet!" she grunted, using one of her hands to grab hold on him and pull him close, running her fingers through is shaggy wool, "Really...ah ah... would have sucked if... ah...they took my alpaca fingers away!" She giggled as she stroked his ear lovingly, "Don't stop...aw…ah!"
"You ain't kidding. Aw...Oh God!" He groaned as he nuzzled his head next to hers. His waggling ear tickled hers, causing her to murmur sweet nothings at him, while she licked at his neck. "I don't want you to stop either, uuuh." He said, The tip of his penis was starting to get moist as well, he couldn't tell if it was their body heat causing him to sweat or just an involuntary discharge of his juices.
Suddenly she stopped. San's heart was beating out of his chest as he looked around the dimly lit vehicle, trying to get a good read on her next move. He felt the weight of her scooting away from him on the seat and heard a light thud in front of him. He then heard the front seat push forward, where he finally caught a glimpse of her in the light shining through the windows.
"What...are you doing?" He asked, confused, they were taking a break or something? They were in the middle of passion and she just...stop? "Are we done?" He asked, nervously.
"No, I'm making room for your next lesson." She said as she eased up between his legs. Her visage that of a ravenous predator hovering over his crotch, jaws wide as if ready to a bite. "Gonna get me a taste…" She said, much to his alarm as she closed in, maw open while still keeping eye contact with her fierce orange eyes affixed to his shaking mahogany. Her pursed lips began wrapping around the base of his penis, before her tongue came out to play as it began licking him.
Then a dark thought took him. When she said taste, she couldn't possibly mean... "Wait, wait...you aren't going-ahh!" Before he could even move or panic, she grabbed hold on his tail, pulling it hard and gripped his thigh holding him in place with her strength, while her head descended upon his vulnerable cock. However he received no pain, only pleasure.
"Aaaahh!" He groaned with ecstasy, throwing his head as he felt her long tongue wrap around the shaft of his stiff cock. God damn! He screamed inside his head. That tongue of hers. She was sucking him like a straw. He was surprised how she kept his flesh safe from her sharp teeth while she slurped and sucked. She let go of the base of his sheath and lubed up his member even more with saliva before taking a deep dive, swallowing the llama's cock whole. The llama let out a loud moan as he gripped the cushion of the seat. His eyes were starting to roll back.
If he weren't enjoying himself so much, he'd still be worried she'd nick his flesh or worse bite it off in one bite, but cautious thoughts like that fluttered away as if she were sucking them clean from his body. She came up for air, mouth full of slobber and pre-cum, then she promptly went back down, this time with one of her hands gripping both of his balls in her palm. Lightly squeezing them, she massaged his fuzzy orbs, rubbing them sensually with her thumb. The camelid was experiencing bliss, almost forgetting where he was when the sucking stopped. Soon she pulled away again, but didn't leave him hanging again, he felt her lips slide down, her soft lips felt so smooth on his flesh as she sucked away like a vacuum.
Not to be left out, she began stuffing her vag with her own fingers while she went to town on him. The moaning she made as she got herself off, made him more excited than before. He soon felt one of his tecticles tug, while she went back to jerking his dick. The llama looked down and saw her sucking away his ball, while she continued to stroke his cock fervently. Her eyes locked with his once more and time itself seemed to stop. He felt a rumbling downstairs, as if he really had to go, yet it felt a bit different. This isn't the time, he thought. Not now! But his body refused to listen, he couldn't hold it in any longer. He felt something surge up through his cock.
"Wait...I think I'm about to do something! Uuuuughhh!" He grunted as warm white fluid erupted from his nethers like a volcano.
The fox immediately recoiled, as if expecting it. The ejaculant landed scattershot on her face, a bit behind her ears, but a large clump had splattered on top of her snout.
"Ohmygod…." He muttered as fell limp into the backseat. A wave of embarrassment hit the sweaty llama, as he felt he might have made a mistake. He could feel his erection gradually starting to wane in her hands.
"Aaah, I'm so-sorr-" He instantly attempted to apologize, was he not supposed to do that now? "Didn't mea-"
She just smiled in his face as if oblivious to his shame, still gripping the base of his shaft, before silently whipping her long tongue on top of her snout and licked it off like a messy eater.
"Mmm...you even taste different from carnivores." She said, hovering over his cock cleaning away the cum still pouring from his shaft akin to a person licking away at an ice cream treat. "Must be the different diet."
"God...that was…" San gasped out of breath as he wiped away the sweat from his drenched forehead while her tongue continued lapping away at his throbbing member. "Oh man…" He feebly reached out for her head scratched behind her ear because he'd heard canines liked that, the soft fluffy pinna flicked in his hands while she purred softly in his lap. "Priscilla-chan….Rex, that was a amazing.""
"Don't get too tuckered out, love. It was just a blowjob." She said before she finished cleaning his pole with a loud slurp. She then straightened up and began pulling her panties down further, fully revealing her wet and dripping pussy. "Now it's your turn." She declared, grabbing her lover by the back of his fluffy head and guiding it downstairs. "I want you to eat me …"
Eat you? He thought as his chin rested on her abdomen. The fox's orange eyes stared down at the meek llama, enticing him. "Devour me like some meat starved carnivore. Ravish my pussy." The fox beckoned again.
Was she being literal or using a euphemism? The herbivore was at a loss. Did she literally want him to take a bite or lick her down like she had done him?
"Go ahead,'' she said. She said flicking her tongue out to emphasize.
He began cautiously nibbling at her, his flat teeth lightly biting at her wet mush causing her to giggle wildly as if he were tickling her. He then stuck his tongue out and tasted her. Her flavor was a tad bit salty, but not unpleasant. Clearly, Priscilla was a female that took care of her body. He had begun lapping away at her nectar with his own tongue when he heard a series of taps begin to rap on the car window up front. Her hands immediately pulled his head away, as she turned to see the interloper, Priscilla's uncle Janco tapping on the polarized tinted glass. Priscilla quickly ordered San to pull his pants up while she herself buttoned her top back on and made herself presentable.
*tap* *tap* *tap* The dog kept knocking. There was a sense of urgency. "Act natural." She said, before rolling down the windows.
"Meisie ! Open up! It's important."
"Janco…" She greeted him. "San was just helping me find my-" The dog just rolled his eyes, aware of what was going on.
"Look, I don't care." He said in his rough accent. "Yer big girl." He said leaning on the door. "I was once a young pup in love like you. Not gonna judge." He said unfazed, "However don't neglect yer business. This call just came in is important, verstaan ?"
Priscilla's ears perked at the mention of call. "Someone called here, looking for me?"
"Your clan called. A few minutes ago, they've been trying to reach you for the past hour. It was the young one, er...Fa. 'The party got crashed' is what they say. You probably know what that means. I know nothing ya hear. Nothing, verstaan? " He warned her before looking at the disheveled San still catching his breath. "Not even...this."
"Baie dankie, Janco." She said in the weird language again. The mastiff just nodded knowling at her before shooting San a fierce glare. The llama heard him say he was fine with what they were doing, but the canine's look screamed I'll kill you dead if you hurt her.
With that the old dog hurried back into his store. The arctic fox silently cursed as she rubbed her throbbing nethers, before picking up her phone. "I try to have fun, work gets in the way." San heard her mutter. The device lit up and ten blocks of missed calls popped on the screen. She jerked the phone out of his view, but she saw most of them were from Raira. "Aw, damn it!" She cursed.
The young llama took this time to catch a breather, a bit wiped out from the ordeal.
"Look San, sweetie." She said putting her phone away and started getting dressed. "I think I'm gonna have to put a cap on tonight. Business calls."
"Hey, it's cool." He smiled weakly, trying to regain his strength. "I'd better get back anyway, she might actually think you ate me.
"I did eat you." She giggled all coy as she poked her sharp talon lightly into his snout.
"Ahaha." He laughed. "So you did." He said, still out of it as he drowsily picked up his t-shirt. Regardless of how abruptly their session ended, he felt satisfied regardless. That was a new experience, one he wouldn't forget anytime soon. "I really appreciate our time together Pris-chan, y'know that right? I learned so much."
The vixen just gave him a cocky grin. "Oh I know, Oatmeal, and don't think I'll forget you didn't finish me off tonight. You'll have more waiting on you next time. I'll just make sure we're prepared for sure." She said, affectionately messing with his bangs. "First things first though, we're going to get you a phone. I'll swing by one of my spots, then I'll drop you off wherever you want Mr. Secret Hideout." Joking about how he didn't want her to pick him up at the tower.
San just shrugged at her. "It's really her rule, doesn't want intruders dropping by."
"I understand the logic, by the way you can keep the pistol and I'll work on getting you some more .38 when Janco gets a new shipment. Just remember what I taught you."
"When do you think we can do this again?" He asked buckling up his pants.
"Maybe next week if...y'know if things work out with your rabbit."
"I hope so, I'm in desperate need of an education." He joked, flashing a confident smile.
"Oh my God you're so corny." She said covering her face, her ears drooped to the side, a bit embarrassed she actually smiled at that lame joke. "Just get up front."