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Sonic Suburbia: Teachers' Pet
Chap. 2 – Tails' New Tutor
Tails stood in the bathroom of his dorm room. His blue eyes studied the reflection in the mirror over the sink. The fox analyzed every inch of the orange and white face staring back at him. A checklist of questions ran through his head. Was his fur dry enough? Did he need to brush his teeth again? Would Ben mind if he borrowed some of his cologne?
The young vulpine shifted away from the mirror to study his outfit. A blue polo shirt over his torso was tucked into a pair of dark slacks covering his legs. His feet rested in a pair of red and white sneakers. Again, his genius mind went into overdrive. Would this be enough for the club? Too much? Should I get a tie?
A loud knocking came from the closed door. "Yo, Miles! You fall in or something?" came the teasing voice of his roommate. The mention of his real name brought the twin-tailed fox back to the present. He opened the door, revealing the grinning face of a yellow-furred dog Mobian.
"Sorry, Ben. You can use it if you need to," Tails replied sheepishly. He quickly noted the canine was dressed similarly to himself only he opted for sneakers, jeans, and a white long-sleeved button-up shirt. A red bandana was tied around the dog's neck.
The brown-spotted mutt simply grinned. "Nah, bro. Just wanted you to get your rear in gear. C'mon! The guys are waiting and so are the ladies!" Ben smiled and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively.
Tails sighed and turned back to the mirror. He started tugging at an invisible spike of unkempt fur between his pointed ears. "M-maybe you should go on without me. I... I'm not sure they'll even let me in..."
Undeterred, Ben stood next to his friend and draped an arm over the younger man's shoulder. "Would you relax, Tails? We're just getting a couple of drinks to celebrate, not get wasted. They serve non-alcoholic stuff for people too. The spot's off campus. No teachers for miles. It's all students, so no one will rat on us either. And you, my foxy friend, are going to be in high demand tonight!"
Said fox gave his companion a befuddled look. Ben continued, "Tails, the whole school heard how you saved Ms. Cat AND made Scourge eat asphalt. Chicks LOVE a hero!"
Tails blushed. "It... it wasn't really like that. I had some help..." he warbled.
Ben chuckled. "In any case, think about the team! Now that we don't have the mean, green, penalty machine holding us back, we're actually making progress in the playoffs! Coach Koala said if we keep it up, we're Championship bound!" he barked with his short tail wagging behind. The canine placed a hand between Tails' ears and mussed up his perfectly combed head-fur. "And it's all thanks to you, buddy! C'mon, we need our Captain at the helm!"
"Okay! Okay! I'll come. Just give me a few seconds to fix this!" Tails laughed while pointing to his now-disheveled reflection.
Ben beamed, his tail now an excited blur. "You've got sixty. If you're not ready by then, I'll have Mighty haul you outta here!"
The spotted dog was correct about the club. It was a laidback establishment a few miles off campus. Most of the patrons were around Ben's age or slightly older. Several tables and booths surrounded a polished dance floor in the middle of the room. A series of multi-colored lights spun overheard. Aside from his teammates, Tails didn't recognize anyone. Unfortunately, that went both ways.
Women would approach the group and steadily picked off the guy they were interested in. Tails would give a polite smile, but he was quickly brushed off. Several asked if he was someone's kid brother they had to drag along. A few would start to flirt with him but made an excuse to leave when they saw the extra appendage sprouting from his lower back. At least one muttered "Freak," as she walked past the team's table. Obviously, he'd need more than the whole "hero" angle impress the ladies.
Tails soon found himself alone at the bar nursing a soda. What was supposed to be only a "few drinks" was quickly turning into a hefty tab for the team. The vulpine was starting to realize the real reason the guys asked him to come along. He was the one most likely to stay sober enough to get everyone back to campus safely.
He idly doodled on a bar napkin. The team had patted him down before they left and claimed at least three pens and his calculator. The young kitsune smirked that he'd gotten a small pencil past them. In front of him were shelves full of various spirits and a large mirror reflecting the scene behind him. People walking past him without a glance or his teammates having fun. Tails grinned when he saw a white tigress Mobian plant a kiss on Ben's lips as they cuddled in a corner booth.
He swiveled around on the barstool to watch the dance floor. The sound system was blaring a series of pop songs and rock anthems to keep the crowd entertained. There had to be over a dozen couples gyrating in time to one of Mina Mongoose's latest chart toppers. Tails smiled while his foot tapped against the stool leg along to the beat of the music.
"Enjoying the music, cutey?" purred a sensual voice to the right of the vulpine. The song had ended, allowing for a brief moment of clarity before another started up. The crowd applauded the DJ and shouted their own suggestions. Again, the room filled with noise.
"HHM? Oh, yeah. Mina's awesome!" Tails said over the din. He turned slightly and froze. Sitting next to him, facing the rows of liquor bottles, was a female feline Mobian in a form-fitting, low-cut red minidress. Her fur was jet-black and shone in the low light of the bar. Her thick, fluffy tail flowed from her heart-shaped rear and swayed softly in the air. A blue neckerchief was loosely tied around her neck. A pair of large, gold, hoop earrings dangled from her pointed ears. Several matching bracelets encircled her wrists and lower arms. Her legs were covered by red stockings while a pair of red high-heeled shoes adorned her feet.
The she-cat tittered and faced the vulpine. "What's the matter, Prower? Cat got your tongue?" she giggled. Her emerald-green eyes gave him a playful wink. Tails could now see that the flirting feline had a patch of white starting at her muzzle and drifted down over her heavy cleavage.
Tails felt his fur splay in all directions. Those eyes! That voice! "M-Miss C-CAT?! I-is that you?!" he sputtered.
The ebony-furred woman leaned closer to him and whispered, "I told you; off the clock, you can call me 'Hershey'."
"Wh-what a-are you doing here?" Tails hissed. He started frantically looking all around the bar, trying to see if there were any other Academy staff nearby.
Hershey giggled and lifted a martini glass filled with a chocolate-colored concoction. "Same as you, Tails. Just having a drink and a little fun," she answered. She held out her glass. "Cheers?" she offered.
The fox nervously clinked his own drink against hers. "Cheers," he responded. The pair sipped their drinks, neither taking their eyes off the other. Hershey's eyes roamed over the younger man while Tails tried not to stare too hard at the goddess next to him.
Hershey set her cocktail down on the bar top. "I trust you won't blurt out I'm a teacher? This place has a reputation to keep, you know," she smirked and tapped the side of her nose.
Tails nodded. "Uhhh... y-yeah! S-sure, M-Miss... H-Hershey!" the younger man sputtered. He fidgeted slightly on the stool. He struggled with what to do. Part of him argued that he needed to act how he did in the classroom. Sit up straight. Eyes forward. Keep his hands where Hershey could see them. Another part kept reminding him it was the weekend, they WEREN'T in class, or even on campus for that matter. And Hershey WASN'T dressed how he normally saw her.
"C'mon, mellow out. What's she going to do? Tell Rosie and Sally she caught you drinking a flat soda and being responsible?! And look at HER! She's no stuffy schoolmarm! She's HOT!" Ben's voice echoed in the vulpine's head. Tails blushed and his eyes darted back and forth between looking at the black-and-white angel and his half-empty drink.
The she-cat watched him squirm for a bit. It was actually kinda cute seeing him get all flustered over seeing her in public. "So, flying solo tonight? Or are you just keeping someone's seat warm?" she said, trying to break the ice. She pointed towards the empty stool on the other side of the kitsune.
Tails shrugged. "Nah, I'm the Designated Driver," he answered. He sat up and looked over the crowd of dancing couples. "I think most of the team's out there somewhere."
Hershey's tail waved slowly back and forth. "And no one asked the star player for a dance? Geez, they MUST be sloshed!" she joked.
"I'm used to it by now," Tails grumbled. He spun back around to face the wall of booze. "Girls don't like freaks." He flagged down the bartender to order another soda. While he waited, Tails slumped in his seat and resumed doodling.
Hershey bit her lip and leaned over so their shoulders touched. "I don't think you're a freak..." purred the she-cat. The vulpine tingled as Hershey ran her long, black tail slowly down one of his and then up the other. She did this several times and grinned as a goofy smile spread across Tails' muzzle.
"What do you have there? I didn't know you drew, Tails." Hershey's prodding stopped when she saw he had covered two or three bar napkins with various math equations and diagrams. Some of them were beyond anything she had ever seen before. Currently, he sketched schematics for a plane of some kind.
"It... it's nothing. Just waiting for the guys to call it a night," Tails replied. He balled up his work and pushed it away. "It was nice chatting with you, Hershey. I hope you have fun tonight," he said politely.
Hershey sat up and blinked a few times. Her mouth hung open for a minute. Was he really this dense? "Really, Tails? You're just gonna sit here moping all night?" she growled. A new song started playing on the sound system. The she-cat snatched him by the wrist and hopped off her stool. She pulled Tails from his seat and dragged him towards the dance floor.
"Wh-what are you d-doing, Hershey?!" he stammered.
Still tugging him along, the feline faced the younger man. "Since you won't get school off your mind, consider this a 'private tutoring' session! Fun 101! C'mon, Fox-Boy, I've seen you fight. Now let's see you dance!" she said as they stood among the crowd.
Tails stared gob-smacked as Hershey started gyrating in time to the music. Her body sensually twisted and turned to the rhythm. One hand was behind her head while the other rested at her wide hip. Her tail swayed behind her like a charmed snake. A few of the other men stopped to stare at the scarlet-clad she-cat. That earned Hershey more than a few jealous glares from their dates.
Seeing his expression, Hershey spun towards him and stopped with her back resting against his chest. She wiggled her buns over his pelvis and purred. The tip of her tail booped him on the end of his nose. "You're falling behind, sweetie. Teacher doesn't like that!" she warned mirthfully.
The fox awkwardly tried to match her moves. He murred as he brushed along her back. Hershey was unfazed as she continued to grind against him. With her eyes closed, she reached out, took Tails by the wrists, and guided his hands to her waist. "It's okay, Tails. Don't be shy. Hold me here and keep moving. You're doing fine!" she said huskily.
Tails kept a nervous hold on Hershey's body and worked to find the same rhythm she heard. Her tail coiled around him and stroked his own twin appendages. Her arms were raised over her head and her hips pressed tighter to the fox's. After a few minutes, they got in sync with the music. Tails leaned his face against Hershey's cheek. "Th-this is fun!" he gasped.
"Glad to hear, cutey, keep it up!" Hershey giggled. Her own cheeks burned. Something was poking at her rear the more she wiggled her rump over Tails' crotch. She turned her head and her lips ghosted over his. The pair both stopped in place just as the song ended.
Embarrassed, the two separated. Hershey stood a few inches away from Tails. He froze in place. Their eyes ran over each other, gauging what to do next. Tails' shirt was damp and clung to his chest. The top button had come undone. The feline was perspiring as well. Her head-fur was slightly damp. Hershey panted to catch her breath. The fox tried not to stare at her heaving bosom. Her dress seemed to have shrunk a size or two the way it hugged her hourglass frame. The crowd clapped and cheered for more from the DJ.
A slower number began to play. Couples began to softly sway together. Blushing, Tails held out his hand. "May I have this dance, m'lady?" he asked.
Hershey smiled and took the outstretched paw. "You may, good sir," she answered, her own cheeks as red as her outfit.
While he was still somewhat stiff and nervous, Tails seemed more suited to this more formal style of dancing. He lightly rocked in place while Hershey kept in time with him. She looped her arms around his neck while his hands drifted along her back.
"Come here often?" he asked while they danced.
Hershey pulled back and gave him an annoyed grin. "Don't start with the lame pick-up lines, Prower. You were doing fine earlier," she replied. "But no. I don't get out much. The Fiona fiasco gave me a chance to cut loose for a bit."
Before Tails could say anything, the she-cat put a finger to his lips. "Shhh. Don't say anything about THAT night. Just let me reward my hero for a little bit," she whispered. She loosened her grip and took the fox by the wrists. The feline guided his hands lower on her body. She growled as he held her by her flared hips. Hershey rested her head on Tails' chest and wrapped her arms tightly around him. The vulpine's face turned a deep shade of red. He continued to sway along in time with the love ballad going on overhead. The feline purred dreamily. He lightly pressed his nose between Hershey's pointed ears. A scent of chocolate wafted off her ebony fur.
Hershey looked up, a wide smile on her muzzle. "You've been holding back, haven't you?" she teased.
Tails gently spun them around. "Aunt Sally taught me the basics. My brother's tried to teach me the rest," he replied. "How am I doing?"
"Hmmm, not bad. Still a little rusty. But we can work on that," the she-cat purred. This time there was no hesitation. She brought her lips to his and kissed him on the mouth. Tails' namesakes went ridged. His fur splayed out in all directions. His arms squeezed tightly around the feline. Hershey's foot popped up. Her own tail frizzled as Tails' tongue gently brushed over hers.
The two broke for air. A pair of sapphires stared into a pair of emeralds. Tails and Hershey leaned in for another kiss. The moment was ruined by a loud buzzing from Tails' pocket. Hershey nodded and led them back to the bar. Once seated, Tails scanned his cellphone.
"Trouble?" asked Hershey as she sipped a fresh martini.
"Sorta," Tails replied while reading the text message. "Seems the guys wanted to try another place. They wished me luck with my 'Mystery Kitty'." Hershey nearly coughed up her drink. The fox continued, "Said not to worry. Flip agreed to be the back-up DD in case I 'got lucky'." He sighed and his ears drooped. "Can't believe they ditched me."
Hershey nuzzled the vulpine's cheek. "Maybe. Or maybe they decided you needed some privacy," she explained before nipping his earlobe. The kitsune perked up immediately.
He turned off the phone and returned it to his pocket. He scratched the back of his head. "So, I guess... if you'd want to..." They both blushed. "I... I mean stay here and dance again!" he stammered. Tails held both his hands up and waved them back and forth. "I... I wouldn't..."
The overhead lights of the club blinked off and on. "Okay folks! That's Last Call! You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here!" announced the PA system. A chorus of boos and yells followed.
Hershey set down her empty glass. "Guess not. Although..." She ran the tip of her shoe over one of Tails' pantlegs. "Who says we need to call it a night so early?" He gave the flirtatious feline a questioning look. She slipped a small purse over her shoulder and thumbed at the exit. "Your tutoring session isn't over yet, Tails," she finished with a wink.
The couple walked across the parking lot. They held hands to not get lost in the disbursing crowd. Tails noticed that his companion seemed a little wobbly in her heels.
"Are you okay, Hershey?" he asked. The feline leaned against her car door. She opened her purse and pulled out a set of keys.
"Might be a little out of it. Here, you can tell your aunt the truth AND tell your friends you gave Ms. Kitty a ride," she answered drowsily. She seemed to slump in place.
Tails rushed forward to keep Hershey from falling over. He bit his lip, debating what to do. If Hershey was drunk, he needed to do the responsible thing. BOTH things. He held up the key ring, looked between Hershey and her car, and sighed. And if she WAS drunk, he reasoned, she might not have been in the right mind earlier.
Hershey felt the wind rush past her face. The evening breeze cooled her heated body. "He's driving so well; I feel like I'm flying!" she thought. "Aurora, how long has it been since I had the top down?" Realization quickly set in. "Wait a minute! I don't drive a convertible!" The feline's eyes suddenly snapped open. Hershey yowled in surprise. She had to be a few hundred feet in the air and traveling at a decent speed the way the scenery zipped by her.
"Oh, you're awake! Don't worry, Ms. Hershey. Air Prower will get you home safe!" came a chipper voice. The she-cat looked up to see the shining face of Tails. He was carrying her bridal style in his arms while his two tails spun together like a helicopter's top blades.
"I... I thought you were going to drive! Don't you have a license?!" Hershey shouted over the air billowing past them.
"Pilot's License," he clarified. "Driver's Permit. Where can I drop you off, Ms. Cat?" Hershey's ear twitched. Tails was slipping back into formal mode. He was staring ahead, not looking at her.
She snuggled close to his chest. "J-just be careful! I may land on my feet but not at this height!" she cautioned.
The young fox tightened his hold and looked down at her. "Trust me, Hershey. I'd never let anything happen to you," he said warmly. The she-cat smiled back at him. She leaned up and kissed him on the cheek.
"Hhhmmm, nice grip, Tails. A girl could get used to this..." she whispered sensually into his ear. The kitsune blushed and dipped slightly in the air. He recovered and pressed the pussycat to his chest. Hershey giggled and nuzzled into the crook of his neck.
"Down there, Tails," she called, pointing to a flickering red neon sign. The air-borne vulpine slowed and descended towards her desired destination. It was a nondescript motel a few miles down the road from the nightclub. A smaller sign underneath the main one advertised vacancy, a pool, and XXX-rated movies.
"A-are you sure you want to go HERE?" Tails asked wearily. He looked around. Their surroundings were a little rougher than Knothole or some of the neighborhoods in Mobotropolis. A few of the cars in the parking lot matched the ones from the place they had left. He held out his odd-looking phone again. "Give me the right coordinates, and I can take you there in a jiffy. Especially if you're..."
Hershey rolled her eyes. She stood up straight and began pointing to her nose, alternating between her left and right hands. "A, B, C, D, E, F, G..." she sang. The feline stopped, held her arms out, and performed a perfect backflip, landing elegantly in her high-heels. She then rubbed noses with Tails. "Don't you want to cuddle with me?" she finished with a sultry purr.
Tails trembled in place. "Y-y-yeeeaaahh..." he answered dreamily. He then shook his head. "No! I mean, I WANT to, but you're drunk! It wouldn't be right! I can't..." he rattled off. Hershey smirked and silenced him with a deep kiss. Her tongue pushed inside his mouth and rolled around inside. When she pulled back, a small strand of saliva briefly connected them.
"Need another breathalyzer test, baby?" she giggled. Seeing his stunned reaction, Hershey explained, "Just another test, sweetie. And you aced it. Thanks for your consideration, but I'm fine. I'll get us a room and we can continue the session..."
Hershey was slightly nervous as she approached the desk clerk. He was a middle-aged owl Mobian with his eyes locked on a TV screen. She asked for a room for the night. The plump bird didn't even flinch from the Creature Feature he was watching as he took her money.
"Just be gone before noon. If not, you're due for a nudder night, pussycat," he gruffly said as he stuffed the bills into his pants pocket instead of the register.
The dark-furred feline led Tails towards their accommodations for the evening. With her back to the door, she faced the younger man. "Are you sure YOU want this, Tails?" she asked. Hershey lightly tugged at one thin shoulder-strap of her dress. "There's no pressure. You can back out too. No one will hear about this..." she offered.
The orange vulpine leaned in and kissed Hershey on the lips. His hand caressed her white-furred cheek. "I... I want to spend more time with my favorite teacher," he answered when he freed her mouth. Hershey fumbled behind herself to unlock the door. When it opened, the two tumbled inside. The motel door quickly slammed shut and locked behind them.
The overhead light snapped on, filling the room with an ambient glow. The carpet was thin and patchy in a few places. An ancient TV sat against the far wall on a low dresser cabinet. Occupying the center of the space was a medium-sized mattress with a threadbare blanket on top. Two nightstands flanked the bed, each supporting a cheap reading lamp.
The two Mobians ignored the decor to focus on each other. Hershey wrapped her arms around Tails and held him tight. His own arms drifted up and down her sensual frame. Their lips formed a tight seal while their tongues danced inside their shared orifice. The she-cat murred as the fox's long, smooth tongue swirled against her short, sand-papery one.
"HHHHMMMMMM," they hummed together. Hershey broke the kiss and rubbed noses with Tails.
"I need to visit the litter box, baby," she said. The feline pointed to the bed. "Get comfortable while I'm gone." She idly played with one of the buttons on his shirt. "When I get back, you'd better be properly dressed," the feline growled before lightly pecking his lips again.
Hershey slipped from Tails' arms and sashayed towards the bathroom. The fox's mouth watered as he watched her buns shake as she walked away. When she was out of sight, he hustled to sit on the side of the mattress. His ears twitched as he heard the ebony goddess hum an unknown tune. Hershey had left the door open. His hands grabbed two handfuls of the blanket as he watched a black-furred hand toss her red dress back into the room.
A pair of emerald-green eyes stared into the bathroom mirror. Hershey looked herself over. Her jewelry and neckerchief were still in place. A red lace, strapless bra covered her large, white mounds. A matching pair of panties was pulled into a tight "V" over her crotch. Her legs were still covered by her stockings. She kept her heels on as well. Her purse was open on the toilet tank. Hershey held a small perfume bottle in her hand and lightly spritzed the contents on her neck, chest, and her wrists. She rubbed the dark stain forming in the center of her panties before giving her loins a small spray from the bottle. The she-cat returned the perfume to her purse and leaned against the sink.
"Are you sure about this?" she asked herself. "He's cute. He's smart. But is it worth it?"
"He's not like the others. He's a sweetheart," her reflection replied. "He was ready to fly us home instead of copping a feel and dumping us. How many guys can boast that?"
"Barby..."
"Gave you the green light while she's gone. And she's made it clear if YOU don't, SHE will. Are you gonna let her gloat?"
"Maybe th-this is a bad idea. We don't have to... tonight. Just tell him it's another test. Put my clothes back on and ask him to take me back to the car."
"And he'll think you're just stringing him along. Like the red bitch. Show some CLASS, kitty," her reflection scolded. "At least see what's under the hood! We could use a good cuddle!"
"Is... is everything okay, Hershey," Tails called from outside the bathroom.
The she-cat sighed. Her mental debate ended. The butterflies in her stomach fluttered away. "Coming, cutey!" she answered out loud, trying to sound confident.
Hershey slinked back into the main room. Her eyes sparkled as they saw the seated kitsune. Tails was sitting where she asked, only he was now clad in only a pair of sky-blue boxer shorts. His hands nervously held his shaking knees. Hershey ran her tongue over her lips. The fox had a firm chest and a flat stomach covered with a field of white fur. His arms had a decent amount of muscle. His legs were equally strong. She purred at the sight of the large bulge poking against the material of his remaining clothes.
Tails' breath hitched in his throat as she approached him. Her tail waved enticingly behind her. She moved with the confidence of a runway model. He trembled in place when she stopped in front of him, her hands on her hips. His nostrils flared as the scent wafting off her angelic frame. "Like what you see, baby?" she giggled and ran her fingers gently through his orange head-fur.
The vulpine gazed up at the black-and-white goddess. "Y-yes," he whispered. "Hershey, you're so beautiful!" he yipped. The she-cat straddled his waist and stroked his cheek.
"So are you, Tails," she purred before giving him a deep kiss. Their arms encircled each other and held fast. Their lips pressed together while their tongues performed another sensual dance. Tails suddenly pulled back.
"W-wait, Hershey. Before we... I... gotta tell you something," he mumbled. The feline smiled with her nose touching his. "I've never... with a girl..." he confessed.
Hershey's grin widened. She nuzzled his cheek. "Good, Tails. That's perfect! That means we have a clean slate to work with." She rubbed her pelvis over his, making him moan slightly. She pulled back and looked him in the eyes. "First, some ground rules. I'm not a blow-up doll. If I say stop; you stop," she cautioned. Her claws lightly raked his back. He nodded vigorously. "Second, don't be macho. If YOU don't like something, say so. You're just as much a part of this as me," she cooed and nuzzled under his chin. "And finally, relax. Don't rush. I'm not going anywhere. We have all night to learn what works for us. I want your first time to be wonderful."
Tails rubbed her back and groaned. "I... I want to be the best for you, Hershey," he said with heated breath.
Hershey stared into his eyes and grinned. "Let's get started," she purred. The feline wiggled free and slid down onto the floor. She knelt between Tails' quaking legs. The she-cat placed her hands on his thighs and rubbed them.
"Easy, baby. Don't get too excited just yet," she teased. Hershey shifted her gaze onto the fox's package. Her mouth watered. Her nose twitched at the light musk emanating from his slim, runner's body. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of his boxers. "May I see the present you have for Teacher?" she asked. Her tail waved slowly back and forth.
"Yes, ma'am," Tails gasped. "AAAAHHHH!" he yelped as Hershey kissed the still concealed tip of his cock.
The she-cat winked at him and slowly pulled his boxer shorts down his legs. Tails lifted his hips off the mattress to help reveal himself to her. Hershey tugged the shorts down to his ankles, then knelt up again. Something warm softly slapped against her cheek. The feline's breath caught in her throat. Standing up from Tails' crotch was a bright pink shaft at least nine-inches-long and over an inch thick. A pair of heavy testes rested in an orange-furred scrotum at the base of his dick.
"T-Tails!" she gasped. Hershey blinked a few times to make sure it was real. "You... Where were you keeping THIS?!" she exclaimed. Her paws cupped his balls and massaged his sack.
The fox blushed and scratched his head. "Is... is it enough, Hershey?" he asked nervously. He winced as she squeezed him.
"Enough? Tails, you're a stud!" the feline laughed. Her other hand wrapped around the middle of his penis. She purred from the warmth radiating from his genitals. She leaned in, closed her eyes, and nuzzled the flared tip of his cock. The musk was stronger now. "Gods, he's bigger than Drago and Geoff COMBINED!" she thought happily.
Tails leaned back and sighed. His hand went between Hershey's pointed ears and ran through her short, ebony locks. "Th-that feels s-so GOOOOODDD, Hershey!" he moaned.
She opened her eyes and giggled. "We're just warming up, sweetie!" she laughed. Hershey released his shaft and ran her lips over his pee-slit. Tails gasped and bucked instinctively against her mouth. "Hhhmmm. Always eager for a lesson, aren't you?" she joked. Hershey leaned down to nuzzle his scrotum. Her whiskers tickled the sensitive orbs within. The she-cat opened her mouth and ran her tongue slowly up and down the vulpine's penis.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Tails moaned louder this time. Hershey purred and repeated this act a few more times, making sure Tails had truly reached his "full potential". Satisfied, the feline returned to his swollen knob. She flicked her raspy tongue over the tip a few times, then open her mouth wide. Hershey slowly dipped her head down onto Tails' penis.
"OOOOOOOHHHH HHHHHHEEERRRRSSSSHHHEEEEEYYYY!" yelped the virgin vulpine. Hershey paused with only the first inch or so of the fox inside her damp orifice.
"Please don't cum, please don't cum, please don't cum!" her mind rattled. "He tastes so good! Hold on baby!" she silently begged. Tails' breathing slowed. He made a small thrust with his hips then froze. Hershey hummed and resumed taking him in. Soon her chin rested at the base of his cock and the tip teased the back of her throat.
"Ah! AH! AAAHHH! A-amazing..." Tails panted above her. He scratched her ear. "P-please H-Hersh... k-keep... OOOOOHHH!" His please were cut off as the she-cat's head started bobbing up and down over his loins.
"HHHHHHMMMM," came from Hershey. A loud slurping filled the room. She ran her tongue over every inch of Tails' tally whacker. He made a few more thrusts against her exquisite mouth. One of her hands was nestled inside her soaked panties. Her fingers teased her aching folds.
"I... I'm going to... Ah! AAAHHH! AAAAAAAAHHHHH!" Tails' head went back as he cried in ecstasy. Hershey pushed all the way down his shaft and relaxed her throat muscles. Immediately her mouth was flooded by a deluge of warm, salty, fox-spunk. Tails held the back of her head while she drank her fill. There seemed no end to Tails' jizz. A few droplets escaped her mouth and dribbled down her chin.
After a few minutes, Hershey pulled off Tails and sat back on her haunches. She leaned back to admire her work. Tails' rod still stood at full mast from his body and shone in the low light of the motel room. He was clammy with sweat. His chest rose and fell as he fought to catch his breath.
Hershey then stood up, a mischievous glint in her green eyes. "Onto to Lesson Number Two. Lay back and get comfy, Tails," she directed. The fox shifted so that he lay full on the mattress, his head resting on a pillow near the low headboard.
His eyes sparkled as Hershey had her back to him. She bent over to unclasp her heels. Still folded over, she looked behind herself and waved her panty-covered rump at her beau in bed. "Giving you any thoughts for later, Mr. Genius?" she giggled. Tails blushed and grinned.
The feline removed her shoes and climbed onto the mattress. She sensually crawled on all fours towards Tails, her eyes never leaving him. Her tail was flagged high in the air and lolled from side to side. When she reached his hips, Hershey leaned down to give his cock a single quick lick before moving on. Soon she was poised right above her prey. Her hands rested on either side of the vulpine's head. Her breasts ghosted over his flat chest. The tip of his penis was millimeters away from her lace-covered heat. Tails gazed up at her, entranced.
Hershey smiled and rubbed her nose against his. "Are you ready for your next lesson, baby?" she purred.
Tails grinned. "Y-yeah... but first..." The young kitsune sprang up, grabbed Hershey by her shoulders and flipped her onto her back. Now he was looking down at her prone body. He flashed a toothy grin at her.
"Wh-what? T-Tails?! Wh-what are you doing?" the she-cat said in a light panic. Her eyes were wide, the butterflies in her stomach were back. "What is he doing? H-he can't really be thinking... Not Tails! Please! N-not like with Drago..." her mind screamed. A soft pair of lips met hers.
Tails pulled back and nuzzled Hershey's cheek. "You tasted me. Shouldn't I return the favor?" he asked.
The feline immediately relaxed. A light blush appeared on her cheeks. Only Barby had ever asked for that favor. "Figures you'd ask for MORE work, Tails," she snarked before kissing him. The purring from her throat resumed. She sunk into the mattress, her arms lay limply at her sides. "Let's see what you already know about pleasing a girl," she cooed.
The tod nodded and lay atop the black-and-white goddess. Hershey closed her eyes and sighed as Tails went to work. He nuzzled, kissed, and nipped at her lips and cheeks. Slowly, he pulled aside her neckerchief to kiss at her neck. Hershey gasped and chirred. His hand brushed over her breast, his fingers caressed her hard tit under her bra.
"Ah... ahh... T-Tails... so goooood!" moaned Hershey. Encouraged, the kitsune moved down into the white valley of her chest. He nuzzled the fluffy orbs and planted a series of kisses across her cleavage. Eventually, he came to the clasp between her mounds.
He looked up at Hershey. "Can I...?" he asked. All she could do was nod in response. Tails talented fingers made short work on the lacy garment. Hershey's breasts bounced free of their confinement. The tod stared at the cat's large chest. Each mound was capped off by a dark, pink nipple. "Aurora..." he whispered in amazement.
Hershey pulled her bra out from under her and tossed it away. "Well, don't just stare, Tails!" she playfully scolded. Her hands cupped her mounds and rolled them in small circles. "Try some of kitty's milk!"
The orange-furred man regained his senses to kiss Hershey's left tit. Her hands fell back against the mattress. A sharp, pleasant hiss came from the prone pussycat's lips. He repeated his actions to its twin on the right. He rolled his tongue over her areola before lightly taking her nipple in his sharp teeth.
"AAAAHHHH!" Hershey yowled erotically. Tails began massaging the breast he wasn't suckling from. The she-cat growled louder. His fingers tweaked the sensitive nub.
"Ah! AAHH! AAAHHH! Y-You're doing great, Tails!" she panted.
Without being prompted, the fox ceased his sucking, kissed both her nipples and moved down. "OOOO! Clever boy!" complimented the she-cat. Tails left a trail of kisses along Hershey's body. He nuzzled against her flat stomach and tickled her navel with the tip of his tongue. Soon, he lay poised between her spread legs. He rubbed her inner thigh and kissed along the hem of her panties. His hot breath teased Hershey's covered slit.
"Please, baby! St-stop teasing!" Hershey keened. She lifted her hips off the bed. "T-take me!"
Tails looked up and smiled. "But there's still so much more to taste!" he yipped. The vulpine started rolling Hershey's stocking off her right leg. As he did this, he nuzzled and kissed every inch of black fur he exposed. She moaned and murred in pleasure. Tails finally removed the thin material covering her leg and threw it over his head. He then gently suckled on each of her toes.
"YYYYEEEEESSSSS! Oh... oh TAILS!" gasped Hershey. Satisfied, the fox repeated this slow, sensual act on her other leg. Now there was only one piece of clothing separating the two. Not wanting to wait any more, the flustered feline unsheathed a claw and sliced away the slim barrier over her loins. Hershey nonchalantly threw the shredded remains across the room.
Tails gazed reverently at the glistening pink slit between her thighs. A small bead of dew rested on her swollen petals. "Beautiful," he whispered before leaning in to sample the sweet nectar.
"RRRRREEEEEEE-OOOOOOWWW!" yowled Hershey. Tails ran the tip of his tongue the full length of her vulva. Her thighs clamped down around his head. Her hands dug into the top of the fox's head and pressed him deep against her folds.
"HHHMMMPPPHHHH!" the fox gave a muffled cry. Hershey moaned from the blast of hot air from his nose. She looked down and blushed. Tails was turning blue!
"S-sorry, sweetie. Y-you're doing so well! Don't stop!" she apologized. Hershey immediately relaxed her legs and freed the fox from his furry prison. After taking in a lungful of air, Tails continued to lap at her folds. This time, he placed his hands on her strong thighs and held them apart. He pressed his muzzle into her cleft and swirled his tongue inside her heat.
Hershey yowled again and bucked her hips to meet his long, warm appendage. "Oh... oh gods! YES!" Hershey cried. She rolled her breasts in wide circles. Her lower body quivered in ecstasy as Tails' mouth tasted her most intimate areas.
The vulpine's hand left her thigh and, using two fingers, he spread her petals. Hershey wrapped her loose leg around his head, lighter this time. His tongue moved faster over her quim.
"Yes! YES! R-right there, baby!" moaned Hershey. "Th-that's my spot! OOOOO! S-so close! J-just a little... MMMMMMEEEEEEE-OOOOOOOWWWW!" she screeched.
Tails paused and drank the flow of juices flowing from her flower. "HHHHHMMMM," he hummed, enjoying the sweet taste of the she-cat.
After a few minutes, the flood became a light trickle. Hershey had gone completely limp on the bed. Tails knelt up and licked his lips. "Wow! Hershey, you taste delicious!" he grinned.
Hershey purred and rolled erotically on the damp bedsheets. "Another A+, Mr. Prower," she cooed. She held out her hands, her tail softly drummed the mattress. "Now for the final test. Make love to me, Tails. Take me to heaven and back!" she begged.
Tails nodded and positioned himself between her legs. The pair hissed when the tip of his cock touched her mound. "I... I love you, Hershey," Tails whispered. He pressed himself against her entrance.
"I love you too, Tails," Hershey answered. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him to her.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" they cried together as they became one. Tails slid into Hershey's cunny all the way to the hilt. His balls rested against her black-furred buns. He lay full against Hershey's body and froze. He trembled as her inner muscles squeezed around his cock.
"H-Her... Hershey! S-so warm! So TIGHT!" His breath came out in short, heavy gasps.
"Tails! Y-you're... so BIG!" Hershey moaned back. Tails lifted himself off her heated body and looked her in the eyes. She smiled back and rubbed her nose against his. Slowly, he pulled back. They both gasped and chirred. When only his tip was still inside the feline's pussy, he pushed forward.
"RREEEE-OOOWWW!" cooed Hershey. "Th-that's it, cutey. N-nice and slow! Love your kitty all night long!" she groaned.
"Ah! AAAAHHH! S-so... gooood!" Tails panted. He was steadily picking up speed, not wanting to leave Hershey's heat for a second.
The she-cat thrust her own hips forward to meet his. She didn't want Tails' girth to leave her either. "YYYYEEEEEESSS! H-harder! F-faster, baby!" she yelled. Hershey wrapped her arms around Tails back and held him fast. "K-keep it up! OH GODS! AAAAAAHHHH!" The two continued to buck against each other. Hershey moaned and ran her tail along one of the fox's.
"H-Hershey! I'm... I'm gonna cum again!" Tails shouted.
The she-cat suddenly froze. "SHIT! Did he forget the condom?!" her mind screamed.
"Quick Tails! Pull out! D-don't Cum inside me!" Hershey yelled out loud. She released him and softly pushed him away from her.
Started, Tails was sent tumbling back towards the foot of the bed. His cock made a squelching sound as it left Hershey's cunny. A stream of spunk erupted from his dick, arched through the air and splattered all over Hershey's panicked face and heaving breasts.
"I'm sorry, Hershey!" fumbled the fox. "Did I do something wrong? I swear I didn't mean to hurt you!" he practically sobbed.
Hershey sat up and pulled Tails into her chest. She gently stroked his soaked head-fur. "No, Tails. It's okay. You didn't do anything wrong," she soothed. The cat licked her whiskers and dipped her finger into the puddle of splooge dripping down her chest.
"In fact, my complements on your aim!" she giggled before licking her dark digits clean.
Tails looked into her eyes. "So, did you... enjoy it too?" he asked nervously.
The ebony goddess laughed. "Yeah. Sorry to scare you like that, sweetie. You were great," she answered.
"Can we... go again?" he queried. "I'm still hard, if you want..."
Hershey looked down and grinned. Indeed, the fox's cock was still stiff and eager. Her hand reached down and gave his length a few tugs. "Okay, Tails. But this time, Teacher's on top!" she giggled.
"UH! UUUUHHHHH!" moaned the prone vulpine as he lay back on the bed.
"MMMMMEEEEEE-OOOOOOWWWW!" yowled the bouncing black-furred feline. Hershey was impaled on Tails' penis, her hands resting on his chest. She thrashed her head from side to side as she pumped herself up and down the younger man's rod.
Tails was transfixed by the vision atop him. The cat's face was a picture of pure pleasure. Her mouth hung open in a silent scream. Hershey's breasts bounced up and down as she rode him. His hands held her firmly by her flared hips, keeping her in place. Her tail was now tangled with both of his.
The she-cat continued to buck and grind against Tails' shaft. Her hands left his firm chest to rest behind her head. She paused and looked down at his panting, gasping frame. Hershey giggled and waved her large, fluffy mounds at him.
"You like my tits, don't you, Tails?" she teased.
"AH! AAAHHH! L-love ev-every inch of you!" he gasped. "OOOOHHH!" Tails moaned from Hershey's cunny clamping down around him.
"Then why won't you touch me?" she mock-pouted. Hershey grabbed Tails' wrists and brought his hands to her chest. "C'mon! Play with kitty's titties!" she ordered.
Tails palmed her breasts and rolled them in wide circles. Satisfied, Hershey resumed riding him to ecstasy.
"AAAHHHH! Th-that's it, baby!" moaned Hershey. "I'm... I'm so close..."
"Hershey! AAAAHHH!" Tails answered with a cry of his own.
The cat quickly dismounted her lover. Tails' cock became a geyser, shotting another thick stream of his essence into the air. This time, she was ready with her hands out and her mouth open to catch as much of his spunk as she could.
"Huff... huff..." Tails gasped. His chest rose and fell.
Hershey lay down on the bed to cuddle beside him. She chirred and nuzzled against him. "You're amazing, Tails," she said.
The fox draped an arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer to his body. "So are you, Hershey. Thanks for a wonderful night."
Hershey combed his chest fluff with her dark fingers. "You know we can't tell anybody about this," she finally said.
Tails nodded, glumly. "Right. Because I'm a..."
The she-cat shot upward. "Don't you DARE think that!" Hershey said angrily. She locked eyes with the vulpine, a deep frown marred her angelic face.
"Then why didn't you want me to... you know... inside you?" he asked sadly.
Hershey scoffed. "Because I'm not ready to have kittens, especially not ones that can fly, you silly fox!" she gently scolded. "Tails, you're a smart guy. Think about it. If I suddenly popped out a kid with two tails, what do you think is gonna happen? People will think I'm some creep! 'Hey, Ms. Cat will give you an A for every orgasm!'. And YOU didn't earn your diploma, you just fucked your way through school."
Realization quickly spread across Tails' face. He hugged Hershey tightly. "I'm sorry, Hershey! I... wasn't thinking right! I should have asked the guys for protection! I swear, I'll be a good dad!" he rambled.
Hershey hugged the sputtering kitsune back. "Easy, baby. Easy," she soothed. "It's okay. I wasn't thinking straight either." She pulled back and held Tails by his cheek-tuffs. "And don't be in such a rush to grow up. I want a good boyfriend before anything else, understand?"
The blushing fox nodded despite Hershey's hold on his face. The feline's visage softened. "Good," she mewed before giving him a quick peck on the lips. She freed his cheeks and her hands rested in his lap. The smiling she-cat began pumping his cock back to life. "Are you up for a little... extra credit?" she asked.
A smile spread across Tails' lips as well. "I'm always up for more schoolwork!" he yipped and sprang forward. Hershey yowled in delight as they became a tangled mass of orange, black, and white fur on the bed.
Eventually, Hershey found herself on all fours on the mattress. Tails lay pressed against her back. His penis pumped in and out of her pussy at a steady, pleasant pace. His scrotum slapped against her thighs. Their three tails were a coiled mass that flopped uselessly on the soaked sheets.
"Ah! AHHH! Yes, Tails, YEEEESSSSS!" shouted the she-cat. "M-make me yours!"
"AAAHHH... AAAAHHHH! H-Hershey! L-love you!" he gasped in response. Tails' hands roamed up and down the white field of the feline's front. One hand cupped and rolled her breast. The other rubbed her flat stomach, making her purr loudly.
Hershey's claws raked the sheets. Her eyes shut and her mouth hung open. "S-so close... Al-almost th-there! K-keep it up! Pound my pussy!" she begged.
"Y-yessssss! Oh Gods! Herrrrsssssshhhheeeeyyy!" Tails winced pulled himself from her core. He placed his cock between her ass-cheeks and pressed her buns around his meat. A final shot of cum erupted from his penis, leaving a white streak along Hershey's ebony back.
"RRRRREEEEEEE-OOOOOOWWWWWW!" Hershey screamed before planting herself face down on the bed. Her loins quaked as her juices flowed down her thighs and onto the sheets. Tails quickly lay across her back and began to kiss and nip at her sweaty neck and shoulder.
Tails and Hershey both lay on their backs. Their breaths came in long hot gasps as they recovered from each other. They both stared at the chipped and cracked ceiling of the motel room. The she-cat had an arm draped across her forehead.
"H-Holy Aurora!" she panted. "Three times, Tails? I wasn't fucked like that on my wedding night!" she sighed dreamily.
The kitsune next to her bolted upright. "You're MARRIED?!" he asked, shocked.
Hershey continued to purr. "WAS married. To a total sleaze of a skunk. Who got an 'F' every time. Not like you, sweetie. My prize pupil," she said with pride. Her hand drifted up and down the matted fur of his back.
Tails lay back down and took the sex-kitten in his arms. "You're the best teacher ever, Hershey," he laughed. Eventually, they settled into an intimate spooning. Tails wrapped his arms around Hershey's waist. His nose was buried in her soft black head-fur. His bushy tails flopped over her lower body. Hershey's own tail idly stroked her orange and white makeshift blanket.
As they drifted off together, Hershey purred and leaned into his embrace. "HHHMmm... good. Because we're just getting started on these 'Private Sessions', you sexy stud. Barby will be thrilled!" she thought before finally passing out.
To Be Continued...