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**Guest** · 09-10-2006, 02:02 AM

The Affair

Lola: (narrating) As most of you already know, I am Lola Bunny. I have been in movies and television. But, since then, my career went far left; from kids� shows to full on porn. I love posing for my fans and my lover. I�ve been with Bugs, Daffy, Buster (whose big for his size), and sometimes real men. Some of my favorite artists to capture some of these sensual moments have been Joe Randel, BBMBBF, and V. Kyrie to name a few. But this is a story about the most exciting sexual experience to date (one that has not been captured on film or art�..yet). It was erotic, sensual, and extremely hot! This little story is about me, my lover Steve, and Minerva (Mink for those who couldn�t guess).

It all started one evening when Steve invited Minerva to our home. He was planning a very special surprise for me when I returned home. Unfortunately, these two got a little�carried away I guess you could say (end narrating):

*Minerva arrives at the house wearing tight light blute short-shorts and a white tank top. She knocks on the door. Steve answers the door. He's wearing blue jean shorts and a red t-shirt.*

Steve: Oh, hello Minerva. I am glad that you are on board for this present for Lola.

Minerva: Of course, I wouldn�t miss out on this. Lola and I go way back; Hell, we got into the furry stuff about the same time.

Steve: Oh believe me, I know. (both laugh) Please, have a seat. So, you�ve known Lola for some time now; a lot longer than me. Have you two ever shared a sexual experience before?

Minerva: Well, we have role-played before.

Steve: Really? Tell me, what did you two do?

Minerva: Well�oh, I�ve never told anyone about this. (stares at Steve) And from the eager look on your face, Lola never told you either. (she pauses) We played sex-slave once before.

Steve: Let me go out on a limb�I�m gonna say you played the master.

Minerva: Actually�no. Lola was the master and I her slave.

Steve: Oh please, tell me about it. I cannot believe Lola never told me she played master to you before. I have to know.

Minerva: Well�okay, we have some time to spare.

(flashback)

*Lola and Minerva are talking in a bedroom. Minerva is wearing a pink, see-through nightgown with white panties and bra. Lola is wearing bright red panties and bra.*

Minerva: So how is the new life-style treating you?

Lola: Well, although I�m not exactly proud of it, I must say it is very exciting to be in furry-porn. What about you?

Minerva: Honey, I was doing this several months before you, I�ve grown accustomed to it. And�it is a lot of fun. (both laugh) Okay, so who have you been with so far?

Lola: Let�s see, I�ve been with Bugs, of course, Taz�

Minerva: What?! You were with that crazy devil?!

Lola: Yeah, he was wild�but God was he big!

Minerva: Okay, okay. Who else?

Lola: Well, there was this one guy. I didn�t get his name, but it was my first cumshot. It was really messy. That guy, Joe something, he captured it for me.

Minerva: Joe who? Randel? Oh yeah, he�s good. Wait until TDK does one for you. You�d think he just snapped a picture or something.

*The girls finish with their experiences so far. Minerva then changes the subject.*

Minerva: So Lola, have you ever wondered what it would be like to make love to another woman?

Lola: Well, maybe a little; any particular reason?

Minerva: What do you say to doing it right here�right now?

Lola: Minerva! Are you serious?

Minerva: Yes very. I want to try role-playing with you. What do ya say?

Lola: I don�t know, I haven�t done any role-playing before.

Minerva: Please? Pretty please?

Lola: Well�what kinda role-playing would it be?

Minerva: Dominatrix.

Lola: What?!

Minerva: You know; sex-slave and master.

Lola: Oh, I don�t know.

Minerva: Would it make you feel better if you were the master? (she says with a grin)

Lola: Could I make you do anything I want? (she grins back)

Minerva: Oh yeah�anything you want.

**Guest** · 09-10-2006, 03:45 PM

The Affair (continued)

*Lola stands and then forces Minerva to her knees.*

Lola: Alright slave, pleasure me.

Minerva: Yes mistress, I will do as you say.

*Minerva begins to kiss Lola�s feet. She then moves up her leg, licking every inch. As she reaches Lola�s pussy, she begins to kiss and lick her panties. Minerva then pulls down Lola�s panties and licks her pussy. She thrusts her tongue deep into Lola�s pussy as Lola moans with passion.*

Lola: Yes! Yes! Right there! Oh God, don�t stop!

*Minerva begins to rub her own pussy. She is getting hotter and hotter with every lick of Lola�s pussy. Minerva slides her fingers deep into her pussy.*

Lola: Slave! What is that you do?! I have not ordered you to pleasure yourself! Remove your fingers and put them inside me this instant!

Minerva: My apologies mistress, I shall do as you wish.

*Minerva takes her wet fingers and puts them inside Lola. She starts with two fingers and rubs Lola�s clit with her thumb.*

Lola: Oohh, yes. That�s a good girl. Put more inside me!

*Minerva then puts three of her fingers deeper inside Lola. Then she puts in her entire hand, fisting Lola harder and deeper.*

Lola: (screaming) AAAHHHH!

*Minerva removes her hand as Lola cums. Her juices run down her leg and Minerva�s hand is covered.*

Minerva: What shall I do for you now mistress?

Lola: I want you to lick the cum off of your hand and my legs. Do it slowly so that I may enjoy it.

*Minerva slowly licks Lola�s cum off of her hand. She licks every finger and drinks every drop. She then begins to lick Lola�s pussy again, taking every bit of cum off. Minerva licks the cum off of her legs. Her face is covered in Lola�s cum and her mouth is full. Lola stops her before she swallows. She stands Minerva up and lays her on the bed. Lola lies on top of Minerva and begins kissing her. They put their tongues in each other�s mouth, sharing Lola�s cum. Lola pulls away from the kiss and swallows the cum she has in her mouth. Minerva then follows. Lola removes Minerva�s nightgown and bra. She then takes her hand and begins wiping the cum off of Minerva�s face. She then wipes it off onto Minerva�s breasts. Lola begins licking her tits, eating the remaining cum. She then starts sucking on her nipples and nibbling on them as well. Minerva is moaning and groaning with passion. Lola slides her hands down to Minerva�s pussy. She can feel how wet it is and begins fingering her.*

Minerva: (screaming) OOOHHHHH! Oh God, mistress! Please, make me yours forever!

Lola: I intend to do just that.

*Lola stops fingering Minerva and removes her hand from her panties.*

Lola: Wait here.

*Lola leaves the room and returns shortly with a crop, handcuffs, and ball gag.*

Minerva: Mistress, what are you planning to do to me?

Lola: Never you mind slave! I shall do to you as I see fit!

*Lola then gags Minerva and handcuffs her in front.*

Lola: Now then, I wish to watch you pleasure yourself. Play with your pussy for my enjoyment.

*Lola removes Minerva�s panties. Minerva then puts her hands down by her pussy and begins to finger herself. Lola watches with much enthusiasm. Minerva is already wet from before and she already begins to cum. As cum starts to drip out, Lola leans in and licks off the cum that has run down to her ass. Minerva begins fingering harder and deeper as Lola licks her ass.*

Lola: You were able to put your entire hand inside me. Let�s see if you can put both of your hands inside you.

*Minerva pauses for a second, staring at Lola. As Lola gazes back in all seriousness, Minerva begins to put one of her hands inside her pussy.*

Lola: Yes, that�s it. I want them both inside you.

*Minerva then slowly begins to put her other hand inside. As she goes in deeper and deeper, she begins to tear up. A muffled groan comes from Minerva.*

Lola: Awww, is it hurting? Well that�s too bad. I want both hands inside your pussy now!

*Minerva goes deeper and deeper until both of her hands are inside her pussy. Her cum is pouring out; running down her legs and onto the bed.*

Lola: Yes, that�s what I wanted. But you cannot remove them, not until I say so. And that�s going to be a while. (she says with a smile)

*Lola takes the crop she brought and begins to smack Minerva on her pussy, just below where Minerva�s hands are. Minerva lets out a muffled scream with every smack of the crop. Lola takes the crop and starts to suck on the end of the handle. She gets it good and wet and then begins to slide it into Minerva�s ass. Minerva is crying and screaming as the handle goes deeper into her ass.*

Lola: Now, if this is really hurting you, I can stop. Do you really wish me to stop?

*Minerva opens her eyes as the tears stream down her face. She waits a moment and then looks into Lola�s eyes. With an innocent, yet devilish smile, Minerva shakes her head no and lays back for Lola to carry on with the pleasurable pain.*

Lola: That�s my girl.

*Lola begins thrusting the handle in and out of Minerva�s ass. Harder and deeper; deeper and harder. Lola is so turned on, she cannot help herself but to play with her pussy as she fucks Minerva�s ass with the handle. The two are moaning and groaning as Lola goes harder and deeper with the handle.*

Lola: I�m going to finish with this, and then I am going to finish with you.

*Lola takes the crop handle all the way out and licks the handle once more. She gets it really wet this time and puts it right against Minerva�s ass.*

Lola: Brace yourself; this is where it gets physical.

*Lola takes a firm grip on the top of the crop. Then, with one violent and forceful thrust, she shoves the handle all the way into Minerva�s ass. All the way up to the top of the crop where Lola�s hand is. Minerva lets out a scream of passion that the gag couldn�t even muffle.*

Lola: I�m not done just yet. I have one more present for you slave.

*Lola takes the handle out of Minerva�s ass and tosses it aside. She then turns Minerva from her back and puts her on her knees with her face down into the pillows. Lola leaves again and it takes her a while to come back. When she returns, Lola has removed her bra and put on a strap-on dildo. Dark green colored with ridges up and down it and about eight inches long. Minerva turns her head to see the strap-on and she positions herself with her ass in the air awaiting Lola.*

Lola: That a girl. Get that ass up high; I�m gonna fuck the living Hell outta you!

*Lola approaches Minerva from behind and begins to lick her ass. She glances down to see Minerva still has both hands deep in her pussy. She takes the dildo and begins wiping Minerva�s cum onto it from her hands and pussy.*

Lola: Yeah, we wouldn�t want this to hurt, now would we?

*With the dildo dripping wet with Minerva�s cum, Lola puts it against her ass. Little by little, Lola forces the dildo into Minerva�s ass. With every inch, Minerva groans with the size of the dildo splitting her ass wider and wider. Lola presses deeper into Minerva and takes the dildo all the way to the base.*

Lola: My, my, my�the entire dildo is in your ass. I�ll bet it feels wonderful. By the way, this dildo is special. You see, there is a smaller dildo inside it that is inside my pussy. So as I fuck you, the dildo fucks me back. But it gets better. There is a small opening in the head of this dildo. So that, when the smaller dildo inside makes me cum, my cum will go inside your ass.

*Minerva turns her head back and motions for Lola to remove the gag. Lola decides to do so.*

Minerva: Oh mistress, may we leave the gag out this time?

Lola: And why should I?

Minerva: Because I want you to hear ever scream and moan as you fuck my ass.

*Lola smiles and tosses the gag aside. She then grabs a hold of Minerva�s hips and begins to thrust back and forth inside her ass. As Lola thrust harder and harder, the two begins screaming in pleasure. The smaller dildo is vibrating inside Lola while she fucks Minerva. Harder and harder the dildos work, making the girls groan and scream with ecstasy.*

Minerva: OH GOD! FUCK ME HARDER MISTRESS! FUCK MY ASS AS HARD AS YOU CAN!

Lola: YES! YES! I�M GONNA FUCK YOU HARD AND LET MY CUM DRIP DOWN YOUR ASS!

Minerva: YES! CUM INSIDE ME! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR CUM IN MY ASS!

*Faster and harder Lola fucks Minerva�s ass. The two begin to orgasm, their bodies glistening with sweat. Minerva�s pussy begins to cum again.*

Minerva: OOHHH! I�M CUMMING! I�M CUUMMMIINNGGG!

Lola: OH GOD! MY PUSSY! I�M CUMMING TOO!

*Lola cannot hold any longer, her pussy shoots cum down the dildo. The cum begins to drip down Minerva�s ass.*

Minerva: (breathing heavily) Oh, I feel your cum inside my ass. It feels wonderful.

Lola: (breathing heavily) Oh my God! That was amazing. So you like feeling my cum inside you, huh?

Minerva: Oh yes mistress. It feels so good. May I remove my hands now?

Lola: Yes, you may if you wish.

*Minerva removes her hands that are covered in her cum. Lola lies beside her and the two share a smile.*

Lola: Slave, one more thing I would like you to do.

Minerva: Yes?

Lola: Rub your hands over my tits. Then lick the cum off of them.

Minerva: (with a smile) Anything for you mistress.

*Minerva begins to wipe her cum onto Lola�s breasts. She then licks Lola�s tits and eats the cum. After it is all removed, the two lie in bed together and fall asleep.*

(end flashback)

**Guest** · 09-11-2006, 03:29 PM

The Affair (continued)

*Minerva finishes her story. Steve is in complete awe from what he�s heard.*

Steve: Wow. Simply wow. That has to be the best damn thing I�ve ever heard.

Minerva: (giggles) Oh stop.

Steve: No, seriously. (he says with a laugh) That was very erotic. I just cannot believe Lola would get into something like that. I mean, I know she�s kinky, after all she�s the one who talked about a three way, but I never would�ve guessed that.

Minerva: Well, it got a bit more interesting.

Steve: How do you mean?

Minerva: Well, after our little get together, Lola confessed that she had that pretty much planned.

Steve: Uhh�.wait. What�I mean, how?

Minerva: That�s basically what I said. You see, she told me that she wanted to role-play before. She actually had planned to ask me. But before she could, I asked first. She told me that when I asked her to be mistress, she was going to ask if she could be. Basically, I walked right into her fantasy.

Steve: So, she was going to have you be the slave? Why was she being so coy?

Minerva: Well, she didn�t want to ask herself. She wanted me to offer being the slave. Apparently, she figured it would make things more exciting if she played shy and became aggressive.

Steve: I guess it�s obvious it worked, huh?

*The two finish talking and Steve offers up drinks.*

Steve: What will you have?

Minerva: Do you have any daiquiri mix?

Steve: Yeah, we have that old classic strawberry. Is that okay?

Minerva: Oh yes, that is my favorite.

*Steve pours the daiquiri for Minerva and a shot of rum for himself. The two continue talking and sharing over their drinks.*

Steve: Well, Lola should be home within the hour. I guess we could start preparing for her surprise.

*Steve takes Minerva into the bedroom upstairs where the two begin setting up a mini bar. Steve stocks it with wine and daiquiris.*

Minerva: Making a little place for us to relax at?

Steve: Well, I figured that we would just want to lie in bed for a while afterwards and could maybe use some close by refreshments.

Minerva: Oh come now.

Steve: Alright, I thought after sex we could use a little alcohol.

Minerva: Now that sounds better. (both laugh)

*After setting up the bedroom, the two begin talking again.*

Minerva: Steve?

Steve: Yes?

Minerva: Have you ever had sex with another furry? You know, besides Lola?

Steve: Well, no actually. Lola was my first; furry, anyways.

Minerva: (she smiles) Have you ever fantasized about me?

Steve: (pauses) Yes, I have often thought about you. Until I met Lola; she was the only one on my mind after we got together. You will be the first furry I�ve ever had sex with since meeting Lola.

Minerva: Well�would you like to have sex with me now?

Steve: (looks stunned) Minerva�I don�t think I could.

Minerva: Why not? You set up this three way with Lola and myself. Why do you think just you and me right now would make a difference?

Steve: Because, with Lola here, she would know about it. She would have a say in the matter. I just don�t know how she�d feel if she ever knew we had sex without her being involved.

Minerva: Steve, do you really think she�d take us seriously? If she ever knew, she�d pretty much know that we were just preparing for our three way.

Steve: I don�t know. I just don�t think I�d feel right about doing this behind her back. Together is one thing, but this just wouldn�t feel right.

Minerva: Please? Come on Steve. I just want to get familiar with what to expect. It�s nothing more, I swear.

Steve: I know that, but�.

Minerva: Please?

Steve: Ya know, this is sounding a lot like what happened before you and Lola first had sex together.

Minerva: Yeah, and look how amazing that turned out.

*She grins in a seductive manner and lies in the bed. She takes off her tank top exposing her breasts. She lies back into the pillows and motions Steve forward with her finger.*

Steve: Dear God Minerva. You are such a beautiful sight.

Minerva: Please make love to me Steve. I want to know what Lola feels when you make love to her.

*Steve, with a smile, removes his shirt and climbs into bed. He lies on top of Minerva and begins to stroke her hair and kisses her lips. As the two embrace their kiss, Steve slides his hand down and rubs her neck. Minerva reaches up and takes his hand and puts it on her breast. Steve begins to rub and caress her tit and squeezes her nipple. Steve then starts kissing down Minerva�s neck to her chest. He licks her tits and squeezes them harder. He continues kissing her body and gently kisses her stomach. Steve places his hands onto Minerva�s skin tight shorts and slides them off. He then licks her inner thighs leading up to her pussy. He pulls Minerva�s panties aside and begins licking her clit. She lets out a sensual moan and Steve rubs her pussy and licks her clit.*

Minerva: Oh yes, right there baby. Eat my pussy.

*He thrusts his tongue into her pussy and she lets out a faint scream. Steve begins to finger her pussy as he licks more and more. He pushes three fingers deep into Minerva�s pussy and can feel her getting wetter with every passing second.*

Steve: Yeah, I can feel that pussy of yours getting wetter. Why don�t you pleasure me for a while?

*Steve removes his fingers and stands at the end of the bed. Minerva lies at the end of the bed on her back with her head at the foot of the bed. Steve then puts his fingers into her mouth and she begins to lick and suck each one.*

Minerva: Let�s see what we have here.

*She reaches up and un-zips Steve�s shorts. She pulls down his shorts and boxers and takes hold of his cock.*

Minerva: My, my�this looks wonderful.

*Minerva begins to lick his cock. She runs her tongue from head to shaft over and over. She starts squeezing his balls with one hand while rubbing his cock with the other.*

Steve: (panting) Damn! You know how to pleasure a guy. But let�s get serious now.

*Steve takes hold of his cock and thrusts it into Minerva�s mouth. She moves her head up and down on his shaft taking every inch down her throat. Steve then takes hold of her breasts and rubs and squeezes them harder and faster. He reaches down to Minerva�s pussy and starts to finger her again. Her pussy is even more wet than before. He continues to pleasure her while she pleasures him. The harder he plays with her pussy, the faster she sucks his cock.*

Steve: (breathing heavily) Oh�shit! Yeah, suck that cock! You like that shit don�t ya?!

*Minerva continues to suck harder and harder until Steve takes his cock out of her mouth. He has her lie back at the head of the bed. He rolls her onto her stomach and lies on top of her. Steve begins to kiss her shoulders and rubbing her back and ass.*

Minerva: Ooohhhh�yes. Mmmm�.oohhh�that feels wonderful.

Steve: (while kissing her body) We haven�t even reached the good part yet.

*Minerva smiles and lays her head down onto the pillow. Steve licks down her back and to her ass. He starts to eat her pussy again feeling it getting wetter with every lick. With Minerva flat on her stomach, he pushes his dick into her pussy; she lets out a groan. Slowly he goes deeper and deeper and deeper; with every inch she takes, Minerva becomes wetter and hotter.*

Minerva: Oh God, fuck me now! Fuck me!

*Steve begins to thrust in and out, harder and harder. He and Minerva are moaning and groaning and Steve moves faster and faster. Minerva tightens her pussy, making every push harder.*

Steve: Oh shit! Mmmmph�damn, your pussy�s so fucking tight!

Minerva: (biting her lower lip) Just for you.

*Steve and Minerva begin to sweat as they fuck harder and faster. Steve takes his dick out and rolls Minerva onto her back. He takes her legs and puts them onto his shoulders. He fucks her pussy even more and licks her legs. Minerva begins to squeeze her tits and rub her clit as his cock moves in and out.*

Minerva: (panting) Oh�oh�OOHHH! Yes! Do me harder! Do me faster!

*Steve leans forward, forcing Minerva onto her shoulders and her ass up off the bed. In the push-up position, Steve begins to fuck harder and faster as Minerva continues to keep her pussy as tight as she can. He lowers her back onto the bed and lays her onto her side. He braces her left leg in the air and slides his cock into her again. Harder and harder, deeper and deeper, faster and faster he fucks her pussy. The two are screaming in ecstasy; their bodies dripping with sweat. Steve slows to a stop and removes his cock again. He takes Minerva and rolls to his back.*

Steve: Put that pretty little pussy on my lips.

*Minerva crawls up to his lips, and spreads her pussy wide for him. Kneeling over his mouth, facing him, Steve begins to lick her pussy. She moans and groans louder and louder. She moves her body back and forth over his lips and his tongue licks every inch. Minerva gets off, turns around, and lies forward. She takes his cock in her hand and begins to lick his shaft. Steve continues to eat her pussy while she sucks his cock. Minerva can feel his tongue deeper into her pussy. He can feel his cock going deeper down her throat.*

Steve: (removes his tongue) Damn girl!

Minerva: (removes his cock) Oh yeah, I love a good deep-throat.

*Steve gets Minerva up and puts her on her hands and knees. He takes his dick and immediately begins to fuck her pussy once more.*

*Lola returns home and enters the house. She puts her jacket on the couch leaving on her blue skirt and yellow t-shirt.*

Lola: Hello? Steve, are you home?

*She moves into the house and hears a noise from upstairs. Not sure what to make of it, she heads up to see what it is.*

*Minerva and Steve are fucking harder and faster. Sweat is pouring off of their bodies. He grips her hips tighter and thrust his cock deeper. Faster and faster; Minerva�s pussy is dripping wet.*

Steve: Oh shit! I�m gonna cum!

Minerva: Yes! I want your cum inside me!

*Harder and harder they fuck. The two are screaming louder and louder. Minerva squeezes her tits tight and rubs her clit firm. Steve takes one hand and grabs her shoulder, thrusting harder into her pussy. Faster he fucks her; faster and faster.*

Both: AAHHHHHH!!!!

*Steve fires his cum deep into Minerva�s pussy. So much, that she cannot handle it all; cum begins to ooze from her pussy and onto the bed. Minerva falls face first onto the bed; still on her knees. With his cock still insider her, Steve falls forward onto her.*

Steve: (breathing heavily) Jesus! That was fucking incredible.

Minerva: (breathing heavily) Oh God yeah! That was some of the best I�ve ever had. Your cum feels so good inside me.

*Lola gasps. Minerva looks up to see her friend standing in the doorway with a look of horror on her face. Steve whips his head up and stares into Lola�s eyes; a complete loss for words.*

**Guest** · 09-12-2006, 03:41 PM

The Affair (concluded)

Steve: Lola�.it�s not�..wait!

*Lola turns and runs down the hallway. She goes around the corner near the stairs and lies against the wall. She covers her mouth and begins sobbing. Steve falls backwards onto the bed; a glazed look in his eyes. Minerva rolls over and sits in front of him. Mournfully, the two look at each other; puzzlement overtakes them. Steve covers his face with his hands and the two sit silently, listening to Lola cry in the hallway.*

Steve: (in a soft, melancholy tone) I can�t believe this. What the Hell just happened?

Minerva: (in a soft voice) Steve, I�.I don�t know what to say. What can we do to set this right with her?

Steve: (in same tone) I don�t know. I just want things to go to the way we originally planned them. I didn�t want Lola to think I�d cheat on her. I just wanted to set up a special evening for her and it becomes a nightmare.

*With Steve still covering his face, Minerva looks around the room. Thinking to herself, she thinks of a way to explain things to Lola. Minerva climbs out of bed and goes into the bathroom. She gets a towel and cleans herself off. Out in the hallway, Lola is crying harder; tears stream down her face. Minerva comes around the corner.*

Minerva: (in a soft voice) Lola?

Lola: (in a stern, soft voice) What?

Minerva: Lola, this is not exactly as it seems.

Lola: (turning towards Minerva) Really? What exactly would you call it then?

Minerva: Lola, you know I�d never do anything to hurt you. It�s just tha�..

Lola: Well you did a fabulous job of proving that! I come home, my home, and see my friend and lover in bed together! What did you think I�d say?

Minerva: No, Lola, it wasn�t like that. Steve planned a special evening for you. He knows how much we care for one another, and he knows you�ve been talking about a three way. He set this up for you; he wanted us to share an evening together.

*Lola stops crying and looks into Minerva�s eyes. She stares back with sorrow and love into Lola�s eyes.*

Lola: He wanted the three of us together tonight?

Minerva: (smiles) Yes. He knew that you would want me here. I know that the only love for him is you; I�d never try to come between that.

Lola: Then why were you two having sex; before I was here?

Minerva: Lola, I�m sorry. I got carried away. I wanted this so badly, I couldn�t wait. I�we just wanted this so much that our emotions got the better.

*Lola stares away from Minerva. A silence comes between them.*

Minerva: Please Lola. You must understand that this was nothing. It wasn�t planned and we didn�t mean to do it behind your back. (she pauses) You know, you should know better than anyone that he�s hard to resist.

*Lola smiles and wipes the tears from her face. Minerva stands in front of her and lifts her head, gazing into her eyes. The two look deeply into one another and slowly embrace a kiss. Minerva begins to put her tongue into Lola�s mouth; Lola returns in kind. Minerva pulls away and kisses her neck and the top of her breasts. She kisses all the way down her body as Lola moans with every touch of her lips. Minerva drops to her knees and takes Lola�s panties off. She puts Lola�s left leg onto her shoulder and licks the inside of her thigh. She runs her tongue up and down her leg. Lola moans louder and caresses the top of Minerva�s head, running her fingers through her hair.*

Lola: Oh Minerva. Yes, lick my pussy.

*Minerva begins to lick Lola�s clit. She lets out a scream as Minerva goes deeper into her pussy with her tongue. Minerva rubs her hand up and down Lola�s leg, squeezing her ass tight. Lola runs her hand under her shirt and starts to rub her tits harder and harder with every lick of her pussy.*

Minerva: Yeah baby, your pussy tastes so great. I can feel it getting wetter.

*Lola smiles and puts her leg back down. She brings Minerva to her feet and they kiss deeply; their tongues writhing in each other�s mouth. Minerva pulls Lola�s shirt up and rubs her tits. She lowers her head and licks her nipples. Lola bits her lip and runs her fingers through Minerva�s hair again.*

Lola: Yes! Oh, yes! Suck on my tits!

*Minerva sucks hard on her nipples and runs her tongue all over her breasts. She steps back and takes Lola by the hand. She walks her back into the bedroom where Steve is lying with a smirk on his face. He gets out of bed and walks over to Lola. He places his hands on her shoulders and caresses them. Moving one hand under her chin, he slowly lifts her head. Steve kisses her.*

Steve: You alright, baby?

Lola: Yes. I just got upset but I know you two would never just go behind my back.

Steve: I�m sorry to upset you like that. As Minerva said, we got a little carried away. But, we�re here with you and that is most important.

*Lola smiles and the two kiss once more. Minerva lies on one side of the bed and watches. Steve takes Lola in his arms and lays her onto the bed. He lies on top of her and kisses her breasts. He pulls her shirt off and begins to lick and squeeze her breasts. Minerva begins to pleasure herself; watching the two make love. She rubs her pussy and squeezes her tits. Deeper her fingers go and she begins to lick her breasts. Steve runs his tongue down Lola�s body and lifts her skirt up. With both of her legs atop his shoulders, he thrusts his tongue deep into her pussy. Lola squeezes her tits and licks her finger. She rubs her clit as his tongue swirls around inside her. Minerva puts her fingers deeper into her pussy and moans at the very sight of Steve licking Lola.*

Lola: (looks towards Minerva) You enjoy watching?

Minerva: Very much.

Lola: Come here.

*She motions for Minerva to place her pussy against her lips. Minerva crawls over to her and spreads herself over her face. She looks down at Lola as she puts her tongue into her pussy. Minerva groans with passion and rubs her pussy against Lola�s lips. Gyrating her hips as Lola�s tongue goes deeper and deeper. Lola takes her hand off her clit and begins to finger Minerva�s pussy as she licks it. Steve remove his tongue and fingers Lola�s pussy. He leans forward and kisses Minerva�s back. He runs his tongue all over her while Lola eats her pussy. While licking Minerva�s body, Steve puts three fingers into Lola�s pussy as deep as he can. Lola pulls her head away to let out a scream. He puts four fingers inside her and Lola screams louder. Her pussy is dripping wet. She continues to lick Minerva�s pussy as Steve thrusts four fingers in and out of her. Lola then licks her finger and starts to put it up Minerva�s ass.*

Minerva: Oh shit! Oh God yes! Yes, play with my ass Lola!

*Steve removes his hands and moves in front of Minerva. With his hand dripping from Lola�s pussy, Minerva sucks on his fingers. Once she�s cleaned them off, Steve puts a hand around Minerva�s neck and begins to lick it. He then moves down to her breasts and sucks on her nipples. He squeezes her tits firmly and nibbles on her nipples. He leans back and takes Minerva off of Lola.*

Steve: Come here Lola. I want you to suck my cock.

*He sits on the bed and Lola rolls over to him and begins to rub his shaft with her hand. She moves her hand up and down while licking the head. Minerva puts Lola�s head down and lifts her ass up. She crouches down, lifts her skirt, and begins to lick her ass.*

Lola: Oooohh�yes, lick deep inside my ass.

*Minerva slowly puts her tongue deeper into her ass. Lola moans as her tongue goes deeper and deeper. Steve places his hand onto Lola�s head and caresses her. She looks up at him and smiles. Lola takes his cock and begins to suck it. Gently at first, but as Minerva licks her ass faster and deeper, Lola sucks harder and harder. Minerva puts her fingers into Lola�s ass.*

Lola: Oh God yes!

Steve: Damn babe! Suck my dick! I�m gonna cum all over that face!

*Lola rolls her eyes up and looks at Steve; she smiles. She sucks harder and faster. Minerva fingers deeper and deeper into Lola�s ass. She runs her hand down to her own pussy and starts fingering herself. Lola takes his cock deeper down her throat. The harder Minerva fingers her ass, the harder she sucks his cock. Minerva rolls onto her back, her fingers still inside Lola, and eats her pussy from underneath. She continues to play with her pussy as she licks Lola�s and fingers her ass. Faster, deeper, and harder Lola sucks his cock. She grips his cock tight and rubs his shaft with her hand as she moves her mouth over it.*

Steve: Oohhhhhh�.shit!!

*Steve shoots his cum into Lola�s mouth. As she takes her head away, more cum covers her face. She smiles a devilish smile and begins to lick off the rest of his cum from his dick. She swallows every drop in her mouth. Minerva takes her tongue and fingers out of Lola and rises to her knees. Steve lays Lola on her back.*

Steve: Minerva, lick off the rest of the cum. Get every bit off her face and tits and I want to see you swallow all of it.

Minerva: Oh yes, with pleasure.

*The two giggle and smile at one another as Minerva leans in and kisses Lola. She then starts to lick off the cum on her face. With every mouthful, she swallows the cum down. She moves down to her tits and licks them clean. Before she swallows, she kisses Lola again; their tongues in each other�s mouth. As they share the cum, Steve walks over to a chair and sits. Minerva pulls back and they each drink the rest of the cum. They look to see Steve in the chair and he grins at them.*

Lola: And what are you doing over there?

Steve: Just watching the show.

Minerva: Is there anything we can do to add to your enjoyment?

Steve: (smiling) Yeah, you could. I wanna see you two on top of each other, you know, the 69 position. I�d like to see you both eating each other�s pussy and, why not, playing with each other�s ass as well.

*They look back at each other and giggle. Minerva lies on her back, so that Steve can see everything from the side. Lola lies on top and the two begin to lick each other. Minerva puts her fingers into Lola�s pussy and gets them real wet. She then takes them out and puts them into her ass. As Lola licks her pussy, she groans as Minerva�s fingers enter her ass once more. She puts three fingers into Minerva�s pussy and pushes them deep inside her. She pulls them out and gives them a lick and then puts all three fingers into Minerva�s ass.*

Minerva: (screaming) OH GOD! OOHHH!

Lola: Put all your fingers in my ass too.

*Minerva pulls out the two she had in her and thrusts all three deep into Lola�s ass. Lola screams as her fingers go deeper into her ass. They begin to push harder and deeper into each other�s ass, screaming with every thrust. Steve sits by with a dirty smile on his face as they finger-fuck one another. The two continue to finger their asses and go back to eating their pussies. Their tongues licking every inch of their pussies, inside and out. Their fingers pushing deeper and harder into each other�s ass. The more they play, the wetter their pussies get. Soon their pussies are dripping, their faces covered in it. Steve stands and walks over to the bed. He walks behind Lola and puts his cock into Minerva�s mouth. She sucks his dick and fingers Lola�s ass.*

Steve: You just keep fingering that ass of hers. That pussy is all mine.

*Minerva smiles as Steve takes his cock and slides it into Lola�s pussy. Deeper into her pussy his cock goes and then he starts to thrust in and out of her. Lola does her best to continue licking and fingering Minerva. Harder and harder he fucks her, putting every inch as deep as he can. Minerva licks his cock as it goes in and out. She rubs her tongue tight against Lola�s clit. Lola can no longer stand it. She pulls her head away and begins to scream with ecstasy and Steve fucks her pussy more and more.*

Lola: (screaming and panting) OH GOD!! YES, FUCK ME HARDER!!

*He thrusts his dick harder and faster into her pussy. Their bodies all drip with sweat. Lola begins to cum and it drips out into Minerva�s mouth.*

Minerva: Steve, please cum inside her. I want to eat your cum out of her pussy.

Lola: (screaming and panting) YES, YES! CUM IN MY PUSSY!!

Steve: Now that�s my naughty little girls!

*He fucks her pussy harder and harder as her cum runs down her leg. Minerva licks every drop and holds her mouth open for Steve�s cum. Faster he fucks Lola�s pussy, she screams louder with every thrust. Finally, he cums deep inside her pussy and it oozes out and into Minerva�s mouth. He takes his cock out and the cum pours onto Minerva�s face as she swallows every drop.*

Minerva: Oh yes, your cum tastes even better out of her pussy.

Steve: Don�t be shy baby; eat that cum out of her.

*With her face covered in their cum, she begins to lick the rest out of Lola�s pussy. Minerva takes every bit in her mouth and swallows. Lola rolls off of Minerva and lies on her back. All three breathe heavily as they rest. Steve grabs a towel and hands it to Minerva who wipes the cum off her face.*

Lola: (breathing heavily) Steve, thank you for this.

Steve: (breathing heavily) Anything for you babe. But I don�t believe we�re done just yet.

*He leans forward and whispers into her ear. Minerva sits up and tries to hear what they say.*

Minerva: What are you two talking about?

*They turn towards her and take her by the arms.*

Minerva: What are you doing?

Lola: Never you mind.

*They take her and stand her at the foot of the bed facing the bed. Lola forces her to her knees and bends her body over the bed. Lola sits on the edge and puts Minerva�s face in between her legs. Steve holds both her hands together behind her back and spreads her legs.*

Lola: You like my pussy so much, you�re gonna eat it some more. But this time, my lover is going to fuck your ass from behind.

*With Minerva on her knees on the floor and her face down into Lola�s pussy on the bed, Steve begins to lick her ass. He immediately puts four fingers deep into Minerva�s ass. She lets out a scream as Lola pushes her head back down to her pussy.*

Steve: Well, well, well�I think she liked that.

Lola: Yeah, I think so too.

Steve: Let me just get my cock a little wet first.

*Minerva licks Lola�s pussy as Steve pushes his cock into her pussy. He begins to fuck her hard; wasting no time. Minerva eats Lola�s pussy even more. She licks every inch of her wet pussy and swallows every drop. With her hands still bound behind her and Steve fucking her pussy, Minerva moans and groans.*

Lola: That�s a good girl. Come on baby, I wanna see that ass get fucked.

Steve: Not a problem.

*He pulls his dick out of her pussy and presses against her tight little ass. Slowly he pushes it in, with Minerva quivering with every inch. As he pushes deeper into her ass, he spanks Minerva over and over again.*

Steve: Tighten up that ass. I want it to barely fit.

*Minerva tightens her body.*

Steve: Oh shit! Yeah, that�s what I was looking for.

Lola: How tight is it?

Steve: I can barely get my dick in her.

Lola: Ooohhhhh�sounds nice.

*Deeper and deeper he goes while Minerva continues to lick Lola�s pussy. Steve puts his cock all the way in and begins to fuck her ass. Slowly he pulls it out and back in.*

Steve: Shit, this ass is tight!

*Lola laughs and rubs her pussy against Minerva�s lips. She puts her tongue as deep as she can inside her pussy. Steve starts to thrust faster and faster; Minerva begins to tear up from the pain. Harder and faster he fucks her ass; spanking her every time her ass isn�t tight enough.*

Lola: That looks like fun. Bring her up here.

*Steve removes his cock and stands Minerva up. She spreads her legs so Lola�s ass is behind Minerva. Lola lies back as Minerva is laid on top of her. Their tits press against each other and they begin to kiss. Steve puts his cock back into Minerva�s ass; she tightens once again.*

Steve: That�s my girl. I didn�t even need to say it.

*Without hesitation, he fucks her ass hard. Faster and faster he fucks her ass while she kisses Lola.*

Lola: How is it?

Minerva: (panting) It�oohhhh�feels�.uuhhhh�wonderful.

Lola: May I have him for a while?

Minerva: Yes, but don�t take too long.

*Steve pulls his cock out of Minerva�s ass and pushes it inside Lola�s. He releases Minerva�s hands and takes hold of Lola�s legs. He braces them in the air as he slides his cock deeper and deeper. He has Minerva lean back and take hold of Lola�s legs. Minerva holds on to them behind her back as Steve puts his hands around her waist. He slides his fingers into Minerva�s pussy as he begins to fuck Lola�s ass. With one hand in Minerva�s pussy, he slides the other up and down her body. Minerva lets go of one leg and reaches down and squeezes Lola�s tits. Steve continues to finger Minerva as he braces the other leg back up. He fucks harder and faster in Lola�s ass. Both girls are screaming and moaning in passion. Steve leans forward and licks Minerva�s back, up and down. He removes his fingers from Minerva�s pussy and lays her back down on top of Lola.*

Steve: Hold on to her Lola, this is where things get rough.

*Lola wraps her arms around Minerva. Steve braces Lola�s legs in the air and pulls his dick out of her. He then fucks Minerva in her ass again. Faster and faster he fucks her ass. He then pulls out again and fucks Lola�s ass some more. Back and forth he fucks their asses. Harder and faster he thrusts his cock inside them.*

Lola + Minerva: (screaming) AAAHHHHH!!

*Steve fucks harder and harder, back and forth between their asses. He grips Lola�s legs tight as he pushes harder and faster inside them. Faster and harder; harder and faster.*

Lola: (screaming) OH GOD! MY ASS!

Minerva: (screaming) OH YES! FUCK OUR ASSES! FUCK US HARDER!

*Harder he thrusts his cock into their asses. Back and forth, in and out of Minerva; in and out of Lola. Their pussies get wetter and wetter. Faster and harder he fucks them.*

Steve: (screaming) OH SHIT, YES!!

Minerva: (screaming) I�M GONNA CUM!!

Lola: (screaming) OH YES, ME TOO!!

*Minerva cums all over Lola and Lola drips cum onto the bed. He pulls his cock out as the two girls cum and sprays his cum all over their asses. The cum drips down their asses and onto the bed. Steve moves around to the bed and falls onto it. The girls come over to him and lick the rest of the cum off his dick. Each with a mouthful, they kiss; sharing the cum and swallowing in down. Minerva lies beside Steve, his arms around her. Lola lies on top of him.*

Lola: Thank you. This was a wonderful evening.

Steve: Anything for you. Especially when it can be for me too.

*They smile at one another and Lola rests her head on his chest. Steve rubs Minerva gently on her arm and caresses Lola�s back. He kisses her on the head as they fall asleep with each other.*

Lola: (narrating) Well, that�s my story. I hope you enjoyed reading it. I must say that it had to be the most exciting night of my life. I�ll even say it was the most exciting for all of us. I have to go now and finish this daiquiri; Steve really makes a good one. It appears they want to go again. Well, that�s a story for another time.

*Lola walks over to Steve and Minerva who are lying in bed.*

Lola: What�s that? Sex-slave? ��. (end narrating)

--The End--

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Well, what did you all think? I have other stories in mind that I'd like to write, but I would appreciate some feedback on this story.

Tell me what you liked and didn't like. Let me know some things I could add to a later story. All opinions are welcome.

Let me just say one thing that I did was on purpose. The reason I didn't give detail on surroundings was because I wanted the readers to envision their own perfect setting for them. Pretty much the same reason I didn't describe how Steve looks. You could make him out to be a handsome or ugly as you wish. As for clothing, I only gave the quick and dirty because it's easy to see what Lola and Minerva look like. I just added clothing comments so that when something was removed people didn't ask, "Where'd that come from?"

Anything I didn't cover here that you need explaining on, I'll be glad to respond as best as I can. Again, feedback is appreciated. I love hearing comments on my writings.

P.S. - I turned 21 today! That's right, I'm 100% legal now. I'm not sure if that's good news or bad. :P

**Guest** · 09-16-2006, 02:57 PM

Okay I have scanned through this now I will say your action is good but the style could use work. Your descriptive passages are well turned but this is where the style lets it down.

Scripts are for television, films and plays. You are asking your audience to do a hell of lot of work. To ask them to fill in the background, and the unknown character appearances is asking a lot from their imaginations. Do you remember when in school or college they had you read a Shakespeare play? If you do it was dreadfully dull despite the action when the play was seen what a difference. This is what is the problem with scripted stories.

You are the scene setter, as such as the writer you need to provide scenery, characterisation (descriptions of what they look like) special effects and props. To ask you audience to imagine all that requires something special in them. I am not say they are not but not everyone is going to be willing to put in this much effort for a story.

The scenes work but this is hard going and requires too much effort from your readers. In your head you provided yourself with the other things you talked about. Put them in and show the world the complete story all your talent not some.

In other words great experiment but I will tell you if you go any where else where there are fan fics like this 99% will be full detailed stories and not just scripts.

**Guest** · 09-16-2006, 11:56 PM

Yeah, thanks for the advice. The main reason there wasn't so much description on character features is that most, if not all, know what Lola and Minerva look like. As for Steve, that was meant for people to see him as they saw fit.

Settings are a little hard to describe w/o taking away from the mood of the scene. The next will be a series done with plenty of character, setting, and action descriptions. Unfortunatly, I haven't heard back from Jessica to get the go ahead. If she doesn't reply soon, I will go ahead and post it. If she wishes it removed, I can do that. Hopefully that won't be necessary.

Thanks again Prae for the comment. I hope you enjoyed this. There must have been something about it to bring the view count from 14 to 112 in three days since the first post of the story. Couldn't have been the sex involved

. The Jessica Elwood series is going to be very good with twists, violence, and (as if you didn't know what I was going to say next) sex. Cannot wait to start posting the series.

**Guest** · 09-18-2006, 02:02 AM

This is the plot summary and character intro to the next story. It's about my fursona and another's, meeting one evening and the relationship that follows. This will be a series and is going to be more "book like" than script like the last one. Hope you enjoy:

�One Night with Jessica�

Characters:

Jessica Elwood: A young, voluptuous squirrel who loves the kinky stuff. Meets a wolf for a one night swing but cannot get over him.
--Gender: female
--Age: 22
--Height: 6�1�
--Hair: long blonde
--Facial Features: big, round eyes (bright green); smooth, white face; small, pink nose; petite mouth; small, soft, pointy ears that hand down a bit (white); hair hangs down over her face
--Body: smooth, solid white with a long curled tail; long, thick legs; long arms; narrow shoulders; thick hips; firm stomach; large breasts with small, pink nipples; small, tight pussy; firm ass
--Likes: reading, swimming, horseback riding, stargazing
--Dislikes: raw seafood, bigots, popular people, religious intolerance

Steve Pierce: A young, handsome wolf who loves the women. After spending time with a beautiful squirrel, he begins to fall for her.
--Gender: male
--Age: 23
--Height: 6�10�
--Hair: short dark brown
--Facial Features: oval shaped eyes (royal blue); rough, stubble-like, silver face; long muzzle with black nose; white fur under the chin that runs down to his neck and chest; large mouth; short, firm, pointy ears (straight up)
--Body: smooth silver fur with a patch of white on his neck and chest; although rather large, his physique shows off some muscle; long, thick arms and legs; wrists and hands are white; ankles and feet are white; broad shoulders; large, stout chest (black nipples); big stomach; long, fluffy tail (black tip); thick, 7� long penis; thick ass
--Likes: action films, trying new things, watching a sunset with his girl
--Dislikes: uptight people, soap operas, most seafood, guys who harm women

Plot: A young squirrel and wolf meet at a night club one evening. At first, the thought between the two is to have some one time fun. However, as their night together wears on the two begin to fall for one another. The problem is that neither is sure what to do since lately their lives have revolved around going out, having sex, and moving on.

**Guest** · 09-19-2006, 02:30 PM

This is the first post of the first story of a series of stories. They revolve around two furries telling the story of their relationship. It is based on my fursona, Steve Pierce, and the fursona of Jessica, Jessica Elwood.

NOTE: The narration changes from time to time. The person narrating at the time is the one in parentheses and bold. That person narrates until the other's name appears the same way and he/she takes over. Hope that's easy for everyone to follow.

Enjoy!

One Night with Jessica

(Steve) I awoke in the bedroom of my apartment; dazed about the night before. I can�t move my right arm. There�s this beautiful young cat lying beside me; she�s still asleep. Her breasts rise and fall as she breathes gently. Her black hair hangs over her face, but you still see her smile. Her soft, golden fur caresses my side. She begins to move her hand up and down my chest; she�s waking. Her eyes open to reveal a bright blue within them. They gaze into my eyes and damn near make me wish upon their beauty. My wish�to remember who she is.

�Hey there handsome,� she says as I roll my arm out from under her. �Last night was unbelievable. Do you think you�re ready to go again?�

I place my left hand on her side and rub her body gently. In as soft a tone as possible, �I don�t think so, babe.�

�What�s the matter? Cat got your tongue?�

It was cute, but I couldn�t even crack a smile for her. Who the Hell is she and what the Hell happened? I could only guess the extent of our escapades last night. �Listen, uh��

�Khari.�

�Right, Khari. Listen, I�m not entirely sure what we did but it�s not gonna go any further.�

�Are you serious,� she states with all frustration in her voice.

�Yeah, pretty much.�

She stares a hole through me as I get off the bed. I walk over to my jeans lying on the floor and slide them on. I see her panties and skirt by the door and toss them to her. She grasps them in mid flight and throws the covers off of her. I walk over to my dresser and take the scotch and glass sitting on top. As I pour myself a drink, Khari dresses. I take a quick swig of the scotch as she walks over to me, putting her shirt back on.

�You are some piece of shit, you know that?!�

I walk back to the bed and sit down on the edge. �That�s not news to me.� I take another swig of my scotch and look up to see her standing over me, hands on hips, and burning a larger hole through my eyes. �I don�t know what you�re waiting for, the door is right out here and to your left.�

�Fucking bastard!� She reaches back and lets a slap fly across my face. The force turns my head to the right and brings a smirk to my face. I turn back towards her, smile and all, and down the last of the scotch.

�You done yet? Good, now get the fuck out of my apartment!� I stand to her, establish my dominance, and stare her down. She retreats a little but tries to show firmness. I don�t back away. She realizes she won�t be getting anywhere with me and turns to leave. A single tear runs down her cheek as she heads out of the bedroom and to the front door. I sit back down on the bed, waiting for the silence of the door slamming to let me know it�s alright. No such luck. The sound of a glass from the living room smashing against the wall echoes throughout the apartment. Finally the door slams. �Why can�t the just yell anymore?�

I walk out to the living room to see the glass lying at the base of the wall outside the bedroom. �I�ll get it later,� I say as I move towards the sofa with another scotch in hand. I fall back onto the sofa and begin drinking again. Not even finished with this one, I glance down at the coffee table to see a black notebook. My picture album; I haven�t looked in here for some time. I open up to the first few pages. My buds and I in high school and going to concerts, being in the hospital when David broke his arm and us taking our girls out on our first date all bring a smile�oh. The picture of Melissa stares at me. This wondrous young rabbit looks into my soul with her bright green eyes. Her smile makes me choke back tears. I can still feel her soft, white fur pressed against mine as we slept. Her ears lay behind her back with her long, brown hair. She reminds me of everything I once was and no longer am today.

Tears swell in my eyes, �Melissa? What happened to us? What happened to me? Why couldn�t I make this work?� I bury my face in her picture as tears begin to flow. Why am I crying? I don�t cry. What the Hell was happening to me? I drop the book back down onto the table and walk into the kitchen. I pick up a glass off the counter top. The glass won�t stop shaking. I turn the sink faucet on and try to keep the glass steady. The water hits more of my hand than the bottom of the glass. I drink the water quickly and put the glass back on the counter. I walk back into the bedroom and remove my jeans. A shower will have to get me out of this. With a towel over my shoulder, I rush into the bathroom and into the shower. A blast of hot water hits my fur and gets my head clear. I run the water from head to toe. The soap glides across my body, washing every bit of bad memories. I throw in some shampoo and rinse clean. The water cuts off and I step out of the shower. While drying off with the towel the phone rings.

�Hello,� I answer. It�s Dave, my long time friend and one crazy ass lab to boot.

�Dude, are we still hooking up later tonight?�

�Oh yeah, you told me about some new club you found.�

�That�s right! You are going to love this place. There is fine pussy wall-to-wall; just your style Blitz.�

Blitz, that nickname will haunt me to my grave. �Yeah, you can�t have enough girls at a club. So when are we heading out there?�
�I was thinking some time around eight. You cool with that?�

�Sounds fine to me. I�ll meet you there about that time. Peace.�

�Out.� We hang up.

I collect myself and finish drying off. Not much to do but go ahead and get ready; even if I still have six hours. I walk over to the dresser and take out some boxers and black slacks. On go the boxers and the slacks that follow. I scavenger through my drawers, looking for a decent shirt to wear out tonight. That classic white, button down shirt works for anything; I throw it on. I pull the slacks up around the shirt and tuck it down. I grab a leather belt out of my closet and loop it through the pants. My dress shoes sit by the front door; ready to go at a moment�s notice. �What the Hell can I do for six hours,� I think aloud. The couch seems willing so I have a seat, turn on the T.V., and catch some shows before I leave.

(Jessica) Another day like yesterday and I�m going to lose it. I�ve met some assholes before, but that old dog took the cake. Trying to pass himself off as someone worth my time just wasn�t happening. Thankfully my friends were there to help me out. If I meet another guy like that, it�ll be too soon. I pace the floor of my bedroom upstairs, fuming over the incident. I gather myself and undress. �God I need a shower right now.�

My housemate, Heather, is out with some guy; poor bastard. She is a mischievous little feline and needs to stop using guys. They take her out, buy her things, and maybe get a little something for it. Like I said, poor bastard. I head downstairs to the bathroom and jump in the shower. The warm water relaxes me as it runs down my body. I take my body wash and work up a nice lather. The flower scent calms me and sooths as well. The water rinses clean and I put in the shampoo. I massage my head, running my fingers through my hair. I needed this. I turn off the water and take the towel hanging behind the shower door. I dry off as I head out the bathroom and into the kitchen. �Let�s see, something quick for a snack.� I grab an apple sitting in the crisper and take that first, juicy bite. I head back upstairs to my room to get some clothes. I�m going out tonight and need to look my best.

I search my closet and find a red-hot dress; cuts off right below my ass. �Perfect,� I say with enthusiasm. I take out a pair of red panties and slide them on. I put the dress over my head and pull it down over my body. I�m ready for anything tonight, and anything is what may happen. As I finished getting dressed I check the clock on the nightstand. �Oh, six thirty already? Heather�s gonna be here in half an hour.� I begin to rush myself, forgetting where everything is for a moment. My purse hangs on the door knob to my room and I grab it on the way out.

I run down the stairs, drop my purse by the door, and look for my shoes. Not in the living room. Not in the kitchen. Where the Hell are those�oh right, they�re by the downstairs closet. I walk down the hallway towards the closet�I stop. I stop in front of a portrait of myself and Michael, a leopard. He was my first; the one I thought would go the distance. We are holding one another in our arms. My head rests on his shoulders and his on mine. This portrait was done by a good friend of his; it looks like he took a snapshot of us. Michael�s golden fur shines like a field of wheat. �I had never met a cat like you. You were one crazy feline,� I say choking back tears, �but God I miss you.� I kiss my hand with my lips and tears and touch it to his cheek. �I love you.�

I walk down to the closet and pick up my shoes. I slip on the black heels and walk back towards the front door. I pick my purse up by the door and take my black, cotton jacket off the hanger in the corner. I put on the jacket and head out door just as Heather and her boyfriend arrive.

We meet with some other friends at the club. I really like this place. Good drinks, hot guys, and danceable music; not great music, but one you dance to usually aren�t something you wanna hear regularly. We go inside where the DJ is playing the same old dance remix music. Funny, with music like that is almost seems like the one song never stops, even though they go through about ten tracks. We check our jackets at the door and walk into main room. The dance floor is raised above the ground and multicolored light line the edge. The laser lights flash on and off, green and blue. We find a nice booth and order some drinks. They have this frozen margarita, pi�a colada flavored, that�s to die for. Hey, Heather�s guy is buying; why not order the nice stuff? She orders a Manhattan and he an Icehouse draft. The others order and pay for their own drinks and we talk about how we�re doing. Heather goes on about how this guy bought her this and that. The other girls talk about the movie they saw last week. I just let �em know I�m doing fine and have met a nice guy. Okay, so I lied through my teeth, so long as they don�t get worried about me everything�s fine.

(Steve) I pull up in my red Mustang, top down and tunes blasting, showing off a smirk to my bros. No sooner have they seen me than they let out a loud, �BLITZ!� I laugh and pull into the parking lot next to the club. They come over as I bring the top up.

�Blitzman, what�s going on,� Dave exclaims as he approaches my door.

�Nothing much man. Hell, I�m here aren�t I?�

He laughs, �Yeah right! Hey, you know John. This here is his brother Kevin and their friend Jason.�

I lock the top down and remove the key. �How�s it going fellas?� I step out of the car and we start walking up to the front. John and his brother Kevin are rabbits. I�ve known John for some time, but this is the first time meeting his bro; Jason too. He�s a raccoon, pretty large for his kind. I read the name of the club, �PerFURsion, huh? I already like this place.�

�Oh you ain�t seen shit yet,� says Jason as he turns towards me. �This place has the finest honeys around.�

John turns, �Oohhhh God yeah, Blitz. It�s like the girls flock here or something.�

�You guys are never gonna stop calling me that, are you?�

�Hell no man, you earned that nickname,� Dave says with a smile on his face.

Kevin stops and turns to me, �Where did you get that name? They told Jason and me to yell it when you showed up.�

I can�t even get a word out when John buts in, �Dude, about�five, six years ago this guy here completely jacked up some dumb-ass.�

�We gotta hear this,� Jason says.

�You gonna let me talk?� John gives me this �shut-up and tell the story� smile. �Alright then; you see John and I were meeting up with Dave at a concert. We get there and AC/DC just rocks the place to the foundation. It�s a great show and we head out to our cars when they finished their encore. On the way out we see some dude, a fox, screaming at his girl. She was a fine fox herself and that was pretty much all we thought at the moment. That was, until he reached back and slapped her down.�

Dave chimes in, �John and I didn�t think much about it, but Blitz here wasn�t having it. This is where the fun starts.�

�Yeah, as I was saying he strikes her down and stands over her screaming. I�m thinking this guy has a death-wish to be doing that in public. I walk over to them, noticing no one stepping in for her, and get a lock on this asshole. I begin to run faster and faster, as fast as I possibly could, until�WHAM! I tackled this guy into the wall of the stadium. He didn�t go down right away; he was as drunk as possible so knocking him down wouldn�t be easy. He�s so hammered, he can�t even get in one good shot. After a few fists to the face and knee to the gut, he finally goes down. Ever since then these two have called me �Blitz� because of how I ran right through that guy.�

�And we�ll never let him forget it,� John remarks.

A look of awe is replaced by puzzlement as Jason asks, �What about the girl?�

I smile, �She thanked me as only she could.� We laugh.

We walk up to the front and wait to enter. The bouncer up front catches eyes with us and motions us in. Jump ahead of the line when you look so good. That and the fact that Kevin knew the bouncer didn�t hurt. We walk in and the ladies are in mass numbers. There are plenty of couples dancing on the raised platform and just as many single women, too. We make our way through the people and up to the bar.

�Let me guess, a scotch on the rocks,� John says with a laugh.

�For your information, smart ass�.yes; I always enjoy a scotch when we�re out.�

Dave puts his hand on my shoulder; convalescing me in a sarcastic manner. �Dude, you need to try something a little less potential on the �getting arrested� scale. Just try something on tap, just tonight. I promise, if you cannot stand just a regular beer, I�ll pay for it and your scotch.�

I stare hard at David as the bartender walks over. �You better not be shittin� me.�

�I�m not.�

�What�ll ya have,� the bartender asks.

I turn to him, �Just give me a Coors draft; in a chilled mug if ya have it.�

�Oh my God,� John exclaims, �you talked him out of getting a scotch! You must be blackmailing him or something.� We get a laugh out of it.

(Jessica) Heather and her guy are still talking about the things they�ve done together. Quite frankly, I�m getting bored with it. I push my glass away and begin to get up.

�Where are you goin�,� Heather remarks.

�I�m just gonna dance for a while, maybe meet someone.�

One of Heather�s friends chimes in, �I thought you were seeing someone.�

�It�s not a real relationship. Right now, we�re just close friends.� I saved my ass on that one.

Heather turns to her date, �Oh yeah, let�s dance baby.�

�Anything for my girl.�

I head out to the dance floor with Heather and�you know I never caught his name�anyways, he and Heather follow. The music plays and I begin to dance. My body moves to the beat. I cross my arms over my body and slide my hands up and down my hips. I dance faster and harder to the rhythm; my hair whipping every time I shift my body. I feel free and great. A smile cuts across my face as I�m dancing. I look over at the bar and see a group of fellas having drinks. One is this really tall wolf with short brown hair. His fur is smooth and almost silver colored. His ears point straight up and he has a cute smile. His tail is long and fluffy and has a black tip. He�s a big boy, but not too big. White, long-sleeve button shirt and black dress pants and shoes; can�t go wrong with the classic look.

I continue dancing, facing his way, hoping he�ll take notice. He finishes off his beer and turns his attention to the dance floor. He sees me staring at him. I�m not sure if the look on his face is confusion or awe; either way, I think he likes it. His friend, the raccoon, tries to see what he�s looking at; he finds out quick enough. The two rabbits also gaze their attention my way. They seem to coax him into asking me to dance with him. I hope he goes for it. He starts to gather himself when a young Dalmatian accompanies me on the dance floor. Oh well, tough luck wolfy. We begin to dance together; all the while I glance over at that wolf. �What�s you name, hun?�

�Thomas. And yours?�

�Jessica.�

�Beautiful name; have you been here before Jessica,� he asks as he runs his eyes up and down my body.

�Yes and I really like this place. Plenty of fine young guys like you to meet.�

It gets a smile out of him. We dance a while longer until he takes my hand and escorts me off the dance floor. We walk away and I look back to the wolf by the bar. He catches me and shrugs his shoulders. He knows he missed out, he regrets it.

I meet back with Heather and �what�s his name� back at the booth. �I�m going to go chat with my new friend here. I�ll see you later, okay?�

�Sure, just don�t ware the poor boy out now.� She smiles and winks as we leave.

He walks me out to the parking lot to his car. He stops dead in his tracks and takes me over behind some cars, tucked back in the parking lot near the chain-link fence. Oh shit, I just hooked up with the crazy killer didn�t I? He grips my shoulders firm and leans in to kiss me. I turn my head away as he kisses my cheek.

�What�s a matter baby? Don�t ya like the rough stuff?�

�Right now, that�s not a damn bit of your business. We danced a while, what the Hell made you think I was gonna do you?� I burn a hole through him as his grip on me gets tighter. �You better watch yourself!�

�Or what, you gonna scream? That�s gonna be difficult with my dick in your mouth.� He starts to unzip his jeans when I break free and slap him as hard as I can. �That�s gonna cost you bitch!�

He brings his left hand back, ready to strike. Just before he brings it down, someone grabs him by the wrist. He turns his head to see that tall wolf from the club staring at him.

�That�s not very nice,� he says as he grits his teeth and glares at this dog.

Before he can do anything, though, I swing my knee straight up as hard as I can into this guy�s balls. The contact is so hard that he actually leaves the ground for a split second. Right now, the only thing keeping this guy standing is the wolf holding him by the wrist. He doesn�t stand for very long and falls face first onto the pavement. The wolf looks down at me with a smile of shock on his face.

�You okay,� he asks.

�Yes, I�m fine. He�s the only one hurt here.�

�Babe, this guy is beyond the realm of hurt.�

His friends are at the entrance of the lot laughing. �Blitz does it again,� they scream.

�No, no,� he replies as he turns to them, �I didn�t need to do a damn thing this time.� He turns back to me. �You gotta a ride home?�

I smile into his big, blue eyes, �I came with some friends, but I don�t think they�ll mind me getting another ride home.�

He smiles back at me, �Wonderful. My name�s Steve, what�s yours?�

�Jessica. They called you Blitz; what does that mean?�

The grin on his face grows wider. �Well, it�s a bit of lengthy story�"

**Guest** · 09-28-2006, 01:30 AM

(Steve) She gets a real kick out of that story. Her smile causes a warm feeling to spread across my body. She is one beautiful squirrel. Those intoxicating, emerald green eyes light up her face. Her soft, white fur covers every inch from head to toe. That long, blonde hair races down her back and falls over her eyes. Her tail is long and soft; it curls like a beautiful seashell.

�Jessica,� I say as we put our arms around each other, �that little red dress of yours doesn�t leave much to the imagination.�

�Do you not like it,� she asks in a sarcastic manner.

�Oh no, I do. It suits me just fine seeing as how I have a terrible imagination.�

We walk over to my car and I open the passenger door for her. She gets in and I close the door and make my way to the driver�s side. I hop in and start up the car. �Would you like to cruise with the top down?�

�Is there any other way to ride in a convertible?�

I smile and begin to lower the top. Once down I back out and take off into the city streets. I�ve driven like a bat outta Hell before, and plenty of times with women in the car with me. There was something about tonight that left me wondering if tonight was going to end up like any other. When the morning comes, will we still know each other? I glance over at Jessica; her arms are up in the air and her hair whips in the wind. She smiles a smile of freedom as I drive faster into the night.

�What kinda music do you like,� I ask reaching for some CDs in between the seats.

�Anything that�s fast and wild is perfect,� she exclaims.

I laugh to myself and pull out a KISS CD. When driving like a couple of bank robbers making their escape, nothing is better than a little �Detroit Rock City.� I crank the stereo as loud as possible. About thirty seconds into the song I realize we have no direction as to where we�re going. I turn to ask her where her place is but stop shy when I see her having a good time. Not to mention the fact that I am too. At the end of the song, that�ll be a good time to ask

KISS wraps it up and I lean in to ask her where she lives. �So Jess, how do we get to your place?�

She turns and smiles, �What�s the matter? Don�t have much of a night life?�

No night life, huh? I know a great place for music and drinks. Without a warning I whip the car around the next right turn and race up the street. This is usually the point where a girl gets a little freaked, but she takes everything in stride. The music keeps rocking as we arrive at one of my favorite bars.

�Oh yes,� she exclaims as she sees the bar. �The �Hard Rock� has some of the best drinks around.�

I pull into a parking space and leave the top down. Jess doesn�t even wait for me; she jumps from the car and heads up to the front door. I soon follow and we make our way in and up to the bar. �Any drink you like is on me tonight.� A smile peeks out and she blows me a kiss.

The bartender comes over, �What can I get you two?�

�I�ll have one of those kick-ass �hurricanes,�� she says.

�Can�t go wrong with the house special,� the bartender laughs. �And for you buddy?�

I begin to order a scotch; after all I have yet to have one since going out. Before I order, I take a look at Jessica. She smiles and awaits my order. I think to myself that it was a regular beer I ordered back at the club. Maybe it�s a sign of good fortune. �Just a Coors would be fine.� Holy Hell, what is happening tonight? I cannot believe I still haven�t ordered a scotch. Is there something about this squirrel that�s causing this? Even more strange is that I have yet to make a move on her. Usually by now I have the girl back at my place, we fuck, and she breaks something on her way out. What is going on?

The bar is playing some great tunes. Jess is just bouncing to the beat. The drinks arrive and I stop her from taking that first sip. I raise my glass and she promptly follows. �A toast,� I say.

�To what?�

�To meeting you tonight.�

We smile at one another and tap our glasses together. After drinking a bit, she puts her glass down and takes me by the hand. �Come on,� she says, �let�s dance.� I put down my beer and walk to an open area with her. A song by the Eagles sets the tone. �Hotel California� begins to play and we dance close and slow. Nothing more than a little slow dancing between us; no sexual moves at all. We dance apart for a while until I pull her in close to me. She puts her arms around my neck and her head, resting, on my chest. My hands go around her waist as we dance. I look down at her as she gazes up at me. I want to kiss her. I want to take her forever. So why can�t I?

The song finishes and we begin to head back to the bar. Jess stops and grasps my arm. I stop and turn to her. She slowly walks over to me, smiles, and pulls my head into hers. Her kiss is the most pure thing I�ve felt in some time. We embrace for what seems like an eternity. Our lips part and we walk over to the bar. We share a deafening silence as we stare off into each other. Before I knew it, we had finished our drinks. I pay the bartender and we begin to walk out.

�Oh look,� Jessica exclaims, �that is an awesome shirt!�

I look over into the gift shop area and look at this women�s tee. It�s a cut-sleeve, black shirt with bright orange and yellow flames coming up from the bottom. The �Hard Rock� logo is silver and on fire. The bottom of the shirt stops just above the stomach; almost like a tank-top. Jessica runs over to check out this shirt.

�Oh, I wish I could get this. I don�t have enough on me.�

I take the shirt off the rack and walk over to the register. I lay the shirt on the counter and pay for it myself. No questions asked; well, on my part anyways. Jessica walks over to me with a look of puzzlement on her face.

�Why are you buying this for me,� she asks.

�Because I want to make sure you have something to remember me by. I wanted to make sure you�d remember me as a decent guy.� The clerk puts the shirt in a bag and hands it to me. I hand the bag over to Jessica who takes it very reluctantly.

�What makes you think I�d remember you any differently,� she asks with a smile.

My heart felt like it got kicked. God I hope I never have to explain my checkered past to her. I do not want her to think of me as I do. �Let�s get you home,� I say placing my arm around her.

(Jessica) He�s not like the other guys I�ve been with recently. He hasn�t forced himself on me or even asked to fuck me. I know he�s interested in being with me but I just don�t know to what degree. That�s the first time I ever made the first move on a date. And I�m willing to bet it was a first for him too.

He takes me back to his car and we leave the �Hard Rock.� I give him directions as we drive. No radio this time; he and I just talk to each other.

�So tell me, where are you originally from,� he asks.

�I�m originally from Sacramento. California, if you couldn�t guess.�

�No, I know Sacramento,� with a laugh.

�What about you?�

�Me, I�m from the back-woods, black-water town of Greensboro. North Carolina if you couldn�t guess.�

I laugh. �Take this next left up here and my street will be the fourth on the right.�

�So what brought you out to Miami? Seems an awful long drive to meet guys,� he says with a chuckle.

�For your information,� I reply, �I�m here because�.� I stop myself. I almost opened up to this guy and I barely know him. He looks over at me; a worried look on my face.

�Hey, if it�s too personal�. I didn�t mean to pry.�

I look up at him and cannot help but smile. �No, it�s just that I came here with someone and we were to be married. I loved him�still do. We just never got married and I couldn�t bring myself to leave here.�

A silence fills the car as we head down my street. �Which house are you?�

I look up and point to my house. My brick home with the cobblestone walkway sits alone in the night awaiting us. The moonlight bounces off the darkened windows. Heather hasn�t come home yet. We pull into the driveway and he hops out and around to let me out. We walk up to the front door with the three small windows and my address on it. I turn to him as I get my keys out. He smiles and kisses my cheek. �Good night,� he says and turns away to leave. I watch him as he makes it to his car and starts it up.

�Hey,� I exclaim to get his attention, �would you like to come inside for a while?�

He stares at me for a while, like he can�t decide what he should do. He brings the top up on his car, rolls up the windows, and turns it off. He gets back out of the car and walks up to me with a smile cutting across his face. I open the door and turn on the lights. �Nice place,� he says as his eyes wander the house.

�Thank you. Heather and I decorated and furnished the place ourselves.� I put the shirt he bought me on the table behind the door and put my purse on the hanger. �Oh damn it!�

�What is it?�

�I left my jacket back at the club.� I get upset and lean against the wall. Steve comes over and places his hand on my shoulder.

�It�s okay. One of my buddies knows the bouncer there. I�ll give him a call and they can go pick it up.� He walks over to the phone in the kitchen.

I walk into the living room and turn on the gas fireplace. The fire lights up and the flames dance the shadows over the wall. I sit down on the sofa and listen as he finishes talking to his friend and hangs up the phone. �Jessica?�

�I�m in the living room.�

He walks in and sits next to me. �Kevin�s gonna head back to the club and find your jacket. He�ll give it to me in the morning and I�ll bring it back here.�

I take his hand in mine and lean in to kiss his cheek. �Thank you,� I whisper into his ear. �Would you care for something to drink?�

�A glass of ice water would be great.�

I get up and walk into the kitchen to get us a couple glasses of water. �Take a look around if you like,� I tell him. I fill the glasses with ice and water and head back out. I glance down the hallway and see him staring at the portrait on the wall. I walk down and give him the glass.

�It�s beautiful,� he remarks. �The detail is amazing, almost like a photo.�

�Yeah, that�s Michael. He and I were to get married here.� I take a sip of the water, fighting back the tears beginning to form.

Steve walks back behind me and puts his arms around me. His arms feel me with ease, but do not console me completely. �What happened with this guy that you ended up not marrying?� I wrap my arms around his and hold tight. I drop my head and the tears begin to flow.

�About three months before our wedding, he was in a car accident.�

�I�m so sorry,� he says in a soft, docile tone. He hugs me tight and I hug his arms tighter. �I�m sure he loved you with all his heart. I�m sure you loved him back just as much. It�s hard to lose a loved one. You just have to remember that love and know that nothing can take it from you.�

I turn to him and stare in his eyes. The tears race down my face and I wrap my arms around him and hold him tight. He holds me tight as well and rests his head atop mine as I bury my face in his chest. �God, I miss him so much,� I cry out the words and muffle them in his shirt.

�I know,� he says. �Just remember he loves you and you�ll never be apart.�

He takes me back to the living room and we sit back down on the sofa. We put our glasses down on the coffee table. He wipes the tears from my face and from under my eyes. His hand slides under my chin and he gently lifts my head up. We gaze into one another and he smiles at me. That warm smile of his lifts my spirits and I smile back. We slowly lean into each other and kiss. Soft and gentle his lips feel on mine. He makes me feel loved and appreciated. Something I haven�t felt in some time. He pulls himself away quickly.

�I�m sorry. I think I should leave.� He starts to get off the sofa. I pull him back.

�No. Stay. I could use a night with someone like you.� I stand and take his hand. We walk upstairs to my bedroom. I close the door and turn to him. He stands by the bed and I walk over to him. I put my arms around his neck and we embrace another kiss. His arms wrap my body and hold me tight to his. Our kiss becomes more intimate as I put my tongue in his mouth. He�s a little shocked at first, but doesn�t take long for him to return in kind.

Passionately our tongues roll in each other�s mouth. I pull away and push him onto the bed. I stand at the foot of the bed and begin to caress my breasts. My hands slide down my body to my hips. I lift my dress a little and remove my panties and toss them aside. I kick off my high-heels and climb on top of him; legs spread over his waist. I begin to unbutton his shirt. His hands glide up and down my arms as I undo every last button. Once open, I lean down and kiss his lips. I kiss down his chest and to his stomach. What can I say; I like to be a little dominant.

As I start to remove his belt, he lays me down next to him on the bed. He rolls on top of me and passionately kisses me. His hands are all over my body. Caressing my shoulders and arms and down to my hips. He kisses down my neck and atop my breasts. I feel his hands slide down to my legs; he squeezes them tight. He slides off the end of the bed and onto his knees. His hands slide my dress up as he kisses my legs. Each kiss sends a tingle up my back. The kisses move higher and higher up my legs until he begins to kiss my pussy.

�Ooooohhhhh,� I exclaim as his lips touch. Without missing a beat his tongue explores me. A kiss and a lick over every inch put me on high. �Oh, yes; right there. Oh God don�t stop!�

His tongue moves deeper inside me. He puts my legs over his shoulders and grips my thighs tight. Every lick fills me with ecstasy. I moan louder and louder as he continues to pleasure me. I feel his tongue gently moving inside; it makes me wetter with every passing second. I can�t take it anymore, I need him now.

I grab his hair and pull him up. I sit up on the bed as he stands in front of me. I pull his belt from the loops and remove his pants. He runs his hands through my hair before reaching down and taking my dress off. As soon as he pulls it over my head he grabs my hair and pulls my head back. Looking up at him, he leans down and aggressively kisses me. I return the kiss just as aggressively as we thrust our tongues into each other�s mouth. I push him off and grab hold of his pants and boxers and yank them down to the floor. His long, black cock hangs down and I take hold of it. I rub my hand up and down his shaft; I can feel it throbbing. I begin to lick the head while still rubbing his dick. I put it in my mouth and suck it hard.

�Oh shit baby,� he exclaims, �that feels great!�

I thrust my mouth over and down his cock faster. His dick is so hard right now. I keep running my mouth over it and gripping it tight. Faster and faster I suck his dick. He keeps his hands by his side. He knows there�s nothing he needs to do.

I take his cock out and lie back on the bed. �Oh Steve, take me. I want you right now.� He puts his knees down on the bed and lies on top of me. He slowly puts his dick inside my pussy. With every inch, I moan a little louder. Deeper inside me he goes. I wrap my legs around him as he starts to thrust in and out. He posts his hands on the bed on either side of me to keep himself up. I put my arms around his neck and we begin to kiss again. My breasts press against his chest. I feel him pressing harder against my pussy. He arches his back and drives his cock hard and deep over and over again. I take my lips from his and hold him tight against me.

�Oh! Oh! OH!! Steve�yes�make love to me!�

�Oh yes. I�m gonna make sweet love to you baby,� he says in an erotic tone.

I feel him moving faster and harder. His dick feels so good; I never want this night to end. He gets himself back up to his knees. Grabbing both my legs, he spreads them wide. He fucks me hard and braces my legs apart. I begin to rub and squeeze my tits. �Fuck me! Fuck me harder,� I scream in passion. He takes his cock out and rolls me to my knees. I keep my ass up but lay my head down on the bed. He positions himself and fucks me from behind. Harder and faster he fucks me. I grip the sheets tighter.

�Jess,� he screams. �God, your pussy feels so good!�

He grasps my hip with his right hand and begins to caress my tits with the other. I take my left hand and grab his; forcing him to squeeze them harder. He takes his hand off my hip and takes hold of my tail. He continues to fuck me as he lays my tail over his shoulder. Our hands lock and grip my breast tight. My right hand moves down to my pussy and I begin to rub it hard. I glide my fingers over it and his cock as it moves in and out. We moan and groan louder.

He removes his dick and lies on his back. I climb on top of him and put his dick back inside me. He grabs my hips and moves me up and down; my pussy, dripping wet now. My left hand rubs my tits and I post the other on his chest. Every inch of his cock thrusts inside my pussy. I scream every time I come down on his dick. He rubs his hands over my hips and ass. I grip the fur on his chest; almost pulling it out.

I scream louder and louder as I hear him groaning from the intensity of it all. His cock throbs harder inside me. I can�t hold any longer. �Oh! I�m cumming!!� I feel it dripping down and onto his dick. He only fucks me harder and faster; it�s like it only motivated him. His hands grip me tighter.

�Oooohhh shit,� he yells.

�It�s okay, I want to feel your cum inside me.�

His cock thrusts faster and faster in my pussy. He presses his dick hard against my pussy and lets out a low scream. I let out a scream as well as his cum sprays inside me. I feel every bit of it as he continues to let it out. It runs out of my pussy and down my legs as I take his dick out. I fall beside him onto the bed. He puts his right arm around me and I lay mine across his chest. I rest my head on his shoulder and look up at him.

�You were wonderful,� he says with a smile. I smile back and he lays his head back on a pillow and closes his eyes. I close my eyes as well and fall asleep, hoping not to wake and find it a dream.

(Steve) I awoke in the bedroom of a house; still a little tired from the night before. I look around for a clock but cannot find one. I try to get up off the bed. I can�t move my right arm. There�s this beautiful young squirrel lying beside me; she�s still asleep. Her breasts rise and fall as she breathes gently. Her blonde hair hangs over her face, but you still see her smile. Her soft, white fur caresses my side. She begins to move her hand up and down my chest; she�s waking. Her eyes open to reveal a bright green within them. They gaze into my eyes and make me smile. A warm feeling takes over me. Jessica�her name is Jessica.

END

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Part 2 coming soon.

**Guest** · 10-02-2006, 12:05 AM

�And I Think to Myself��

Characters:

Jessica Elwood

Steve Pierce

Heather Rose: A young, beautiful cat who pries into Jessica�s life a lot. She becomes a bit jealous of her friend�s new found interest and makes an attempt at stealing his heart.
--Gender: female
--Age: 22
--Height: 6�0�
--Hair: long red-head
--Facial Features: big, round eyes (light blue); smooth, white face; small, pink nose; petite mouth; small, soft, pointy ears that hang down a bit (white with black tips); hair hangs down above her eyes
--Body: smooth, solid white with a long tail (black tip); long, thick legs; long arms; narrow shoulders; thick hips; firm stomach; large breasts with small, pink nipples; small, tight pussy; firm ass
--Likes: guys with big dicks, shopping, going out to eat, being complemented
--Dislikes: self-centered men, cold weather, any music that�s not rap

Plot: After an evening with the young wolf, Steve, Jessica decides to try and make this relationship work. One evening, when Steve comes over to pick Jess up for another date, he is introduced to her friend Heather. Heather, not interested in a long relationship, would like to have Steve to herself. But with his feelings towards Jessica, she has to make a desperate move if she wishes to have him.

**Guest** · 11-27-2006, 03:25 PM

((Nope, not dead...not yet. Enjoy.))

And I Think to Myself�

**Jessica**

I wait anxiously by the door to here his car pull into the driveway. Where will he take me? What are we going to do? I haven�t got a clue as to his plans today. One can only imagine what�s waiting for me when he gets here.

All I know is he told me to dress casual. So, I got my skin tight, red shorts and threw on a light blue tee. I wasn�t sure about shoes, so I just grabbed my white sneakers. I put my hair back in a ponytail and slipped on a visor. The visor was a present from him when we went down to Virginia Beach last week.

The sound of tires rolling on the pavement has me flinging the door open. No car; it was next door. I leave the door open so that I can head out when he shows. The clock on the wall in the living room makes me even more anxious than before. I lean against the door and stare out to the street watching for that red Mustang of his.

Heather comes down the stairs to see if I�ve left. �Oh, so �lover-boy� isn�t here yet,� she says with a giggle.

�As a matter of fact,� I say turning to her, �he told me it�d take a little while.� She stands at the base of the stairs in nothing more than her underwear. �Did you think to put on any clothes this morning?�

She looks down at herself, �Yeah, I have on panties, don�t I?� She smiles and walks into the kitchen.

My eyes catch something by the door. I whip my head around to see Steve standing there with a devilish smile and his tongue hanging out. He must have been watching us the whole time; no wonder she left with a smile.

Pulling him in by his arm, �And just what were you drooling over?�

He laughs, �I just wanted to mess with you. Besides, she was flaunting it. It�d be rude not to have my tongue hit the floor.� With a smirk on his face he leans in and gives me a kiss on my cheek. �She�s beautiful, I�ll admit, but cannot hold my attention as long as you can.�

I smile back at him, �Well�.I can see where you�d get that impression.�

A dark-blue t-shirt bares the silver logo of Aerosmith on his chest. He wears a pair of jean shorts and white sneakers. When he said �casual� he meant casual.

Still wearing a pair of black sunglasses, I reach up and take them off. I hang them from the collar of my shirt. From the look he gives me, I can tell he can�t wait to get them back.

**Steve**

Gazing into her eyes, I forget that there is a naked cat in the house. I know, weird isn�t it? Even something as attracting as a kitty showing off her goods isn�t enough to make me lose interest in Jess. �So how have you been,� I ask.

�Fine,� she says, �even better now.�

Out from the kitchen this curvaceous little cat comes back over to us. She is very beautiful; she reminds me of Jess in a lot of ways. Very soft looking white fur covers her body. Long, red hair flows down her back and hangs a little over her face; you can see those bright blue eyes peering out. Those subtle shoulders and long arms don�t even attempt to cover her. Her breasts are rather large; hard to think about her other qualities. Thick hips give way to her long legs. A long, white tail with a black tip draws attention to her backside, no doubt. Yes, very pretty but I do not see myself with her.

She stands next to Jess, who is kind of hiding her face in embarrassment. �Hello,� she says extending her hand, �I�m Heather. You must be �Blitz.� Jess has told me much about you.�

I take her hand, �I can tell.� I give her a little kiss on it, �Jessica has told me a bit about you as well.�

�Has she? Well, anything more you�d like to know about me?�

Giving me this seductive look I return a half-wide smile. �Maybe later, right now Jess and I are late.� I grab my glasses off her shirt and we head out to the car.

�You two be good,� she yells as we walk out.

As I roll the car down the driveway I glance up at the door. Heather stands there and catches eyes with me. I back the car into the street and begin to pull away as she smiles at me and blows a kiss. At first, I thought she had directed it to me until I saw Jessica blowing a kiss back. What the Hell is the matter with me?

The top�s down and tunes are cranked. Cruising down the street with the wind in our hair; takes me back with a smile. The buildings pass by in a blur as I hit the gas a little harder.

�Where are we going,� she asks. She doesn�t look at me. Her head is laid back and her eyes closed. Soaking up the sun while going fifty-five in a convertible; God I love that.

I turn the music down a bit. �I was thinking about treating you to dinner and a movie tonight. Sound good?� I try to talk over the sound of the wind racing through the car.

�Yeah, that sounds good to me,� she says turning her head towards the sun again. �What about now though? Something you had in mind?�

�Actually, we�re doing it.�

Her head comes off the rest, �What? What do you mean, �we�re doing it?��

Looking over at her, �Well, I figured we could cruise around today. We�d just stop whenever and wherever we felt like stopping.�

With a gleam from her smile, she lays her head back on the rest. �I don�t really feel like stopping just yet.�

**Jessica**

The sun begins to set behind the buildings downtown. An orange glow covers the entire sky; the clouds turn a purplish color. �What a beautiful evening sky,� I say bringing my head off the rest of the seat.

�There is something I�d like to do with you before we go eat if that�s alright.�

�Of course; what did you have in mind?�

Not a word spoken as he makes a turn and heads through downtown. The car rolls into a parking lot next to Timberson Park. The grass and trees are a vibrant green. There�s a pathway for joggers and cyclists. The sky makes the park illuminate; it takes my breath away.

Steve takes me over to a bench along the pathway. We sit right along the edge of pond; the sun just peering over the tree tops.

�This is something I still love to do,� he says taking my hand in his. �Watching a sunset in this park always makes me feel great.�

Watching the sun set behind the trees, I smile; thinking how wonderful this sight really is. I glance over at him and see a single tear run down his cheek. He breathes deeply; taking every drop of air like it�s his last. His smile never dims and neither does mine.

I rest my head on his shoulder and wrap my arms around his waist. �It�s beautiful, thank you for bringing me here.�

�My pleasure M�Jessica, I�m glad you like it.� He leans in a kisses the top of my head.

The sun finally sets completely behind the trees and a deep blue glow fills the sky. Stars form just above the horizon; time is virtually lost.

Steve glances at his watch, �Oh God! We need to go.�

�Do we have to,� I ask with a sigh.

He smiles, �Not really, but it is going to get colder and neither of us has a jacket. At least in the restaurant and theatre we�ll be warm.�

Wrapping my arms around him tighter, �I feel pretty warm as it is.� I look up at him as he looks down at me.

He pauses a moment, �Me too.� He smiles a warm smile and puts his arm around me. No dinner, no movie; that�s just fine with me.

As the night gets a little colder, Steve walks me back to his car. He opens the door for me with a grin; what an ass. I strap myself in as he gets in the other side and starts the car.

�Since we didn�t get to eat out,� he says backing the car out, �would you like to come over to my place for a bite?�

With a giggle, �A bite, huh? Sounds interesting.�

He laughs and puts the top up before heading down the road. �Great. Do you like chicken?�

�Sure, chicken sounds fine.�

The car roars down the city streets; the lights and people flash by like a memory. He pulls into a parking garage outside a large apartment building. We walk out and enter building; not a bad place, but still a little run down.

Up the elevator to the seventh floor, he takes me into his apartment. It�s decent for an apartment. There�s a small kitchen with a table near the front door. He has a black sofa in the living room with a large T.V. and coffee table. The entire apartment has a beige paint job; he doesn�t �accessorize� much.

�Please, have a seat,� he says walking into the kitchen. �That sofa is very comfortable. You may not want to get up once you sit down.�

The sofa is very comfortable, he wasn�t kidding. I look around the apartment, �So, you just decorate with the basics, huh?�

A laugh comes from the kitchen. �Basics, I must have over decorated.� It gets a giggle out of me.

Looking around the room, I notice a dent in the wall by his bedroom door. The paint is scratched; it looks like someone hit it with their fist.

**Steve**

I walk out to the living room, bringing Jess a glass of red wine. She takes it with a �thanks� and we have a sip.

�I was thinking of making a chicken salad,� I tell her wiping the wine from my lips.

One more sip, �Oh, that�s sounds nice.�

I leave and head back into the kitchen where the frying pan has heated up. The sizzle of the chicken explodes as each piece hits the pan. A scatter of spice and a shot of the wine give it flavor. The smell is overwhelming; I can tell she likes it.

�Who is this Steve?� The question echoes in my ear like a gunshot.

I whip around and walk over to her. �Who is who,� I ask knowing full well the answer.

Jess has my photo album opened to her picture. �Her, the rabbit; who is she? She�s very beautiful.�

Fighting back a tear, �Melissa�she was my wife.� The words force out like they were stuck in my throat.

She looks at me with a half-wide smile; a look of regret. �Did you lose someone too?�

I gently take the book from her and clutch it tight in my hands. The tears win the fight as they run down my face. With a heavy fall to the sofa and a sigh, I gather myself. �I don�t talk about her much. I haven�t for some time actually.�

�You know you can talk to me. I lost someone, remember? There�s nothing you could�ve done to stop it.� A hand wipes the tears from my eyes, �It�s tough, but I learned to accept it. You can too.�

I shrug my shoulders with half a laugh, �Melissa didn�t pass away, although it feels like it�she left me.� Looking up into her eyes, �There was something I could�ve done; I just don�t know what.�

She pulls away, not sure what to make of it. Her eyes sadden as if she�s lost and cannot find her way home. �Maybe it wasn�t meant to be;� sorrow is in her voice. �Sometimes a relationship fades. Again, there wasn�t anything you could�ve done; it just happened.� Her hands grip mine tightly as she gives me a warm smile. A kiss on my cheek warms my heart and cheers me up.

The chicken sizzles louder from the kitchen and I jump up to get it. Not burned, that�s good. I put the chicken on a cutting board and chop it up for the salad. Jessica enters the kitchen and gets the plates ready. Lettuce and croutons cover the plates for the chicken to rest on. A little cheese on top completes the intoxicating aroma. We sit at the table, drink our wine, and eat; it�s quite enough to hear every bite.

�That was delicious Steve,� she says walking back to the sofa.

�Thanks. It�s been a while since I had a reason to cook.� I walk out to the living room and sit next to her. My troubles just seemed to disappear. �What would you like to do now?�

�I don�t know,� she says as her eyes glance around the room. �What about that guitar behind the T.V.? Do you play?�

I look up to see her pointing to my old acoustic guitar. �Oh, yeah I used to play it.�

�When did you play?�

Glancing up at her, �Well David, John and me used to be in a band together. We would play a couple of low-rated gigs at local bars and clubs from time to time. David played lead guitar and John was on drums. I was the lead vocals and occasionally played that guitar. Never got paid much, but we had a lot of fun.�

�Then why did you stop,� she asks with a puzzled look.

She�s gonna hate me for this, but I can�t lie to her. �My main reason for playing was Melissa. She came to every show and was my inspiration for playing. When she left, I lost sight of why I played.�

With a glare and a stern voice, �That�s no excuse. You know damn well that if it was something you and your friends enjoyed you should have continued. What did they say about it?�

I knew that was coming. It�s hard to look directly at her. I mean, she�s absolutely right�.damn. �Much like you, they weren�t too happy with me. It just hurt so much to think about what she meant to me. Playing just brought up the pain more often.� Looking down on myself, �We played one more gig after she left and I couldn�t do it anymore.�

�And you know that Michael meant a lot to me. I loved him and still do, but that is not going to keep me from doing the things I enjoy.� She stands by the sofa, �I know Michael wouldn�t want me dwelling on the past. He�d want me out there, enjoying my life.�

Walking over to the television, she picks up the guitar. Brandished in my face like a haunted memory, I cannot look directly at it. She sits back down on the sofa. �If I had stopped doing what I love,� she says laying the guitar in my lap, �then we never would have met.�

A sad smile forces out on my face. I strap the guitar over my shoulder, �What would you like to hear?�

She tucks her legs underneath her and leans back. �Whatever comes to your heart.�

A strum across the strings puts me back in another time. �This was the song I sang at our last show; just me and my guitar before I left the stage.� I begin to play slowly, my voice matching the rhythm.

�I hurt myself today,
To see if I still feel.
I focus on the pain.
The only thing that�s real.

The needle tears a hole.
The old familiar sting.
Try to kill it, all the way,
But I remember everything.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down.
I will make you hurt.�

The guitar keeps playing; everything second nature again. My eyes close and I feel a tear run down my muzzle and a smile on my face.

�I wear this crown of thorns,
Upon my liar�s chair.
Full of broken thoughts,
I cannot repair.

Beneath the stains of time,
The feelings disappear.
You are someone else.
I am still right here.

What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end.

And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt.
I will let you down.
I will make you hurt.

If I could start again;
A million miles away.
I would keep myself.
I would find�a way.�

**Jessica**

I could actually see the words of the song; they were written on his face. As his lips moved, he released several years of pain and agony through them. She must have meant a lot to Steve. I sat there, almost curled up on the sofa, and wondered, �What could he have done to her to force her out of his life?�

That one, solitary tear rested on his muzzle; holding on like a memory. I reached out and gently wiped the tear off and smiled at him. �That was beautiful, Steve, you should never have stopped. You put yourself right in it; you put your heart in it.�

Steve looked up, locking those eyes of his with mine, �Thank you, Jess. It means a lot to hear that again. Heh, it�s been quite a while.� He removed the guitar and leaned it against the sofa. Turning back to me, he took my paw and gently kissed the back of it. It was a meaningful kiss, one that didn�t seem to have his usual spirit in it but a more humbled one.

I inched closer to him, turning around, and laid back against his chest. As he wrapped his arms around me, I took hold of them, gently stroking his arms as he held me tight. Resting my head back, I nuzzled comfortably against his chest; it raised and lowered in a soothing fashion as he sighs happily. Steve began to caress my soft frame; his paws sliding up and down my sides slowly. My body relaxes, enjoying the tender attention it receives. I glance up to him, my emerald eyes light up as they meet those deep blue orbs of his. Leaning down, he plants a sweet kiss to my lips; sharing a calm, yet passionate, embrace.

The clock on the wall removes me from the moment. �Damn, I need to be getting back. I have to go in early for work, tomorrow.�

Steve leans up, nuzzling against my neck, �Alright, my dear, I�ll get you home right away. Though I wish I didn�t have to.� He snickers a bit before escorting me to the door.

We head back down to his car and head down the road once more. No doubt, we make the most of this ride by really turning up the music. He flips through a few tracks before reaching one with meaning. �See if you can place this tune,� he says with a sly wink.

I start bobbing my head to the rhythm of a classic, �Hotel California,� I say and return the wink. Suddenly, it hits me, �Hey, this is what we danced to at the Hard Rock, wasn�t it?�

�Ha, I knew you�d remember that. First time we kissed, Jess�.I know I�ll always remember it.�

His words echo in my ears, actually making me blush a little from the fact he remembered it so. With a slightly embarrassed smile, I lean back and enjoy the music as we drive through the night city. As I watch the lights go by in their usual blur, I hear him singing the song.

��Last thing I remember, I was running for the door. I had to find the passage back, to the place I was before. � Relax, said the night man, we are programmed to receive. � You can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.� He�s feeling the music in him again; that smile could never lie to me.

The car rolls into the driveway, squeaking a bit as the brakes slow the car to a stop. I unbuckle myself and look to him; he stares off into my eyes, only breaking his silence for a moment. �Thank you, Jessica, for being with me tonight; it meant a lot.�

Leaning in, I give him a soft kiss; our noses touching before I slowly pull away. �I had fun, Steve. I hope to do it again, real soon.� I open the door and walk up to the front door. As I open the door, I turn to see him back out and start to head up the road. I give a quick wave goodbye, but I�m not sure if he saw it�.oh well.

I toss my stuff on the table by the door and head upstairs. As I move further down the hallway, trying to get to my room, I hear this heavy breathing. Melissa�s door is slightly open and I lean in to hear the moans and groans of her�and a guy. I peek through the crack, just enough to catch the two in bed having sex. Gasping a little and whispering to myself, �Jesus, Melissa�what�s the matter with you? That�s not even the same guy I saw you with last.�

For some reason, as upset with her as I am, I can�t stop watching. She was really letting this leopard boy give it to her. Melissa was riding atop him, bringing herself down hard against him. This guy had a tight grip on her hips, thrusting himself up into her.

�Aahhhh�.oooh�.yes, yes,� she screamed as the leopard�s shaft worked in and out of her. Harder and faster the boy was giving it, making her groan heavily.

With a quick roll, the guy had her on her back, and held her legs up and out. He was practically over her and moving those hips hard into her. Melissa was gripping those sheets tight; her eyes shut and mouth wide open, lying back so submissively. Even the thought of her as submissive made me laugh inside.

�Yeah�.oohh, fuck,� the boy screamed, �you like that, bitch?! You want my cum?!� His thrusts continued to force himself hard and fast into her.

She let out a deep moan and screamed out, �Yes�I want your cum!!� She arched her back as the leopard drove himself into her. The two let out a scream as he climaxed before collapsing atop her; both panting and sweating heavily.

As I snap out of whatever trance I was in, I walk down to my room mumbling, �God, she is such a whore. I hate saying it, but damn she just has sex all the time. Why does it still bother me so much?� I shut the door behind me and remove my clothes. Opening my dresser drawer for my big t-shirt to sleep in, I find a Christmas card.

The big tree in the snow with the lights ornamenting it causes me to smile with tears swelling in my eyes. Michael sent it one year when he couldn�t be home for the holidays. I open it and read the one thing he wrote; the one thing I�ll always hold to my heart.

You mean everything to me, Jessica. No matter what life brings us, know that I�ll always be with you. I love you so very much.

Michael

With a kiss atop his name, I lay the card back down in the drawer. I put on my big t-shirt and climb into bed, smiling and sighing happily as I dose off. My eyes fall heavy as I sink into the bed; the warmth of the covers make me feel like I�m in his arms once again. �Mmmm�..Steve,� I say softly as I fall asleep. With a gentle dream of him in bed with me, his arms holding me close, I sleep well thinking of when he�ll been with me again.

Morning, the alarm clock blares at me, reminding me I have a day of work ahead. I drag myself out of the bed and gather some clothes to wear. As I head downstairs to the bathroom, I hear a giggle from the living room.

�Did you enjoy the show last night, Jess?� Melissa is watching television when she decided to put me on the spot.

A bit flustered for words, I simply decide I don�t have time to be. �Hmm�.it was alright, Melissa. Just saw you and your little leopard friend having some fun. What was his name?� Not sure why I asked it, just trying not to sound so damn bothered by it.

�Oh Hell, I don�t remember�I almost never do,� she says giggling again. She just smiles slyly at me and won�t let up. �You know, I wish you had joined us,� she licks her lips, �we never get to have that kind of fun.�

I just shake my head and turn for the bathroom door, not giving her any answer she could use. The water runs hot, which is good because I feel like I need to clean after that little episode. I wash off and rinse clean, taking in some more of the refreshing temperature before shutting the water off. The towel glides up and down my body, the softness wrapping around me and I think to last night.

After heading back to my room for my knee high khaki skirt and white blouse, I run down to the kitchen for a quick bite and I�m out the door. Backing the car out of the driveway, I glance up to see Melissa�not waving goodbye. �Well, if she doesn�t want to see me off because I didn�t give her an answer, whatever.�

**Steve**

Riding down the road, I laugh looking into the passenger seat. �Once again�she forgets her jacket.� Stoplight after stop sign, I know I�m not going catch her before she�s gone. If her friend is there, at least, I know Jess will get it.

I pull into the driveway and race out of the car and up to the house. �Please, someone be home,� I pant and knock on the door. No answer at first, so another knock brings someone alright. Standing in the doorway, Jess� little feline friend welcomes me in.

With a cocky smile, �Well hello again, Steve. To what do I owe the pleasure?�

Does this chick ever wear clothing? At least she has a bra on too, this time. �I just needed to drop of Jess� jacket. She left it at my place last night; was hoping to catch her but I guess I missed her.�

Melissa won�t stop giving me this look�a look I don�t want, not from her anyways. She takes the coat, �Please, have a seat and I�ll get you something to drink.� Tossing the jacket on a nearby chair, she walks into the kitchen.

�Uh, thanks�though I can�t stay long, Melissa,� I say sitting nervously on the sofa in the living room. It is a nice place they have; wouldn�t mind a house like this not that damned apartment. As I glance around, here comes the kitten with two of wine. Don�t ask me, I didn�t specify a drink from her.

Melissa sits next to me, handing me a glass, making sure I see it all. She leans against one of the arm rests, her legs up on the sofa and crossed over, and sips the wine. �Tell me, Steve, what do you think of Jessica?�

I choke a bit on the wine, not really expecting such a question. Clearing my throat, �Well, I find Jess to be very beautiful and a great girl. Why else would I spend so much time with her?�

�Just wasn�t sure if you two really liked each other�or if the sex was just really good.�

�Not to be rude, Melissa, but if Jessica hasn�t said anything to you about whether or not we�ve had sex, then there�s no point in thinking I would.� I try not to sound like a jerk, but she�s making it hard not to be.

With a little giggle, �Hmm�alright, Steve, I won�t push it.� She sets down her glass and actually crawls across the sofa to me, resting a paw on my crotch. �But I would like to see what all the fuss is about, wolfy boy.�

As I begin to take her hand off me, she leans up to me and plants a kiss right on my lips. Shit, I�m an idiot; should�ve left when I had the chance. The young feline unzips my jeans and reaches in to stroke me. Her soft paw gliding up and down my shaft as we continue to kiss. Why can�t I just say no? Am I really that damn stupid that I would let her do this?

Lowering to her knees in front of me, Melissa unsnaps her bra; her large breasts hang free, taunting me to continue. She grips my shaft again, stroking it harder than before and looking up to me with those large, blue eyes.

�Oh, I do think I know now why she likes you so,� she says as she licks the tip.

I can�t say anything, just relax and enjoy the ride is all I tell myself. Resting a paw on her head, my claws running through that fire red hair, I guide her mouth over the head. She doesn�t need any help because she�s right to work, bobbing up and down over my shaft. I can fell it pushing to the back of her mouth, sliding down her throat as she takes it over and over again.

The pleasure is almost unreal as she keeps that mouth tight around me. Gripping the base, twisting and stroking in rhythm to the bobbing of her head, she increases the strength of her sucking. My shaft is throbbing harder than ever, moving down her throat time and time again. �Oh..fuck! Mmm�don�t...don�t stop,� overwhelmed by the attention I�m receiving.

Melissa slides it from her mouth and wraps those two soft, white breasts around my shaft. She squeezes them tight together and really begins to slide them up and down it. Licking her lips, �Mmm�yea, gimme that cum, wolfy boy! Betcha Jess never gave it to ya like this.�

At that instant, I snap out of it and pull myself away from her. Without hesitation, I tuck myself back in and zip up my pants again. Looking down at her, on her knees, �God damn, you are quite the little bitch, ain�t ya?�

She stands and wipes her lips, �Me? You�re the one letting a young cat suck you off while your girlfriend�s at work. You�re nothing but a piece of shit, you know that?�

�Whatever, I�m outta here. You call yourself her friend and�and I don�t know, just don�t pull that shit again.� I storm out of the house and out to my car, fumbling with my keys.

Out she comes, topless and just not caring, �I have half a mind to tell her what you did. And I don�t think��

�No, you don�t think, do ya?! Ya know, go ahead and try�try and tell her that. But I have a feeling she knows the type of person you are. So, yea, give it a shot. I believe that she�d be pissed at me but more so with you.� I climb into my car and start it up fast; peeling out of the driveway and not looking back as I fly down that road.

**Jessica**

Finally, I�m home again. What a day, what a day�just looking forward to my day off tomorrow. As I set my things down on that table behind the door, I look up to see my jacket. �What? How�d this�.oh, Steve,� I say with a smile.

In the living room, right where I left her, Melissa sits watching television. �So, I see that Steve brought my jacket back for me. Isn�t he a great guy?� There�s such a care-free tone in my voice as I look to Melissa for agreement. She sits back in the sofa, staring off at the set; I wonder what her problem is.

She sighs a bit and turns to me, �Yea, he�s great�you�re lucky. All my guys are one-nighters at best.�

�Melissa, you look terrible�what happened?� I sit beside her and rub her back, hoping to ease whatever she has on her mind.

Giving me this soft smile, �Nothing, I�m just tired I suppose. Thanks for caring though, Jess.� She stands and stretches out, yawning a bit. �Mmm�well, I�m going to bed. Goodnight.�

�Goodnight, Melissa. Sleep well.�

As she heads up to her room, I turn back around and glance down. My address book is on the coffee table; a place I know I didn�t leave it. I pick it up, �What was she doing with this?� Through the glass of the tabletop, I see Melissa�s bra underneath on the floor. I tell myself it�s nothing, that she must have had company�but was it my company?

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"And I Think to Myself..." (Complete 11/27)

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