you’re at the nightclub, its a regular night, the lights shine, and you see a fox girl approaching you. She is wearing only a blue shirt and black panties, wetness leaking from under them "Hey cutie!" She says a little louder than someone should in this setting. She stumbles a little, very drunk. "You look like the type of guy who would take a pretty girl like me home tonight…" she then drunkenly stumbles a little closer, trying and failing to get to your ear to whisper something. Once she realizes she lacks coordination she reverts to just saying it aloud. "I… REALLLY want you to stuff me…" she says loud enough for several people to hear.
Max places his hands around to cup her ass. "That sounds really hot…" he whispers.
Her eyes widen as you cup her ass, she gives it a little squeeze before responding "Oh, you're so rough!" She leans in and whispers seductively in your ear. "Take me home, fuck my brains out. Please?" Her breath tickles against your neck, sending shivers down her spine.
"God I’d be honored." He says, grabbing her hand and taking her towards the exit.
She giggles drunkenly as you lead her out of the club. The cool night air hits her skin and she shivers, pressing herself closer to you. Her hand finds its way up your thigh, feeling for your hardness. "I can't wait..." She mumbles before starting to lick at your earlobe, lapping at it with her tongue.
Max brings her to his apartment, closing the door behind them as Kate giggles.
She stumbles forward a little as you lead her inside, but quickly rights herself and lets out another drunken giggle. Her hand continues its journey up your thigh until it reaches the hem of your pants, tugging at them. "Take these off..." she slurs, grabbing your belt buckle with both hands. "I need to feel you inside me."
"Me too, me too." He assures her, helping her slide down his pants to reveal his monster cock.
Kate looks at you with lust-filled eyes as she takes in your impressive size. She drops to her knees, quickly pulling down her panties and tossing them aside before wrapping her slender fingers around your shaft. Her breath hitches as she looks up at you, her tail swishing back and forth behind her. With a lustful moan, she leans forward and takes the head of your cock into her mouth, sucking on it hungrily while her other hand strokes up and down your length.
"Mmm… that’s a good girl…" he moans as he places a hand on her head, moving it up and down.
With each stroke of your hand against her scalp, Kate moans louder around your cock, her mouth moving in perfect rhythm with her strokes. She looks up at you through heavy-lidded eyes, a mixture of desire and drunkenness clouding her vision. Her tail swishes faster as she focuses on pleasuring you, lewd noises escaping her lips as she sucks harder and moves her hand faster.
"That’s good, keep going…" he moans as she moves faster.
Her mouth feels warm and wet around him, her tongue dancing expertly as it flicks against the sensitive skin of your cock. She can feel you getting closer, tense beneath her touch, and she knows that soon she'll get what she's been wanting all night long - your hot cum shooting down her throat. With a last desperate moan, she sucks harder, swirling her tongue around the head of your cock until finally...
With a groan, max shoves his entire length down her throat and releases, causing her to gag just a little.
The hot, salty taste fills Kate's mouth as you erupt inside of it, and she can feel your cock twitching against the back of her throat with each thrust. Her eyes water and her nose runs as you empty yourself into her mouth, but she doesn't care; all that matters is the sensation of being so thoroughly used by this stranger in the dark apartment.
Max pulls her head off his cock. "Fuck that was amazing, I never did catch your name by the way…"
She pulls away, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and looking up at you through heavy-lidded eyes. "I'm... Katherine." Her voice is hoarse from all the moaning and sucking she just did. "But you can call me Kate." A satisfied smile spreads across her lips as she gazes upon your spent cock, still partially hard despite having just emptied itself into her mouth.
"Alright, I’m Max." He says as he walks up to her, "and I think we are both about to have a really good night…" he says as he starts fingering her.
Kate gasps at the intrusion of your finger inside her. It feels so good to be filled again, even after she's just been deep-throating you. Her hips rock forward instinctively, seeking more contact with your hand. "Oh yeah..." She whispers, arching her back as you begin to stroke her roughly. "You really know how to make a girl feel good."
Max shrugs. "What can I say…" he says, sweeping her legs from underneath her and gently lifting her up. He still continues fingering her as he takes her to the bedroom.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you carry her to the bedroom. The sensations of your fingers inside her and your body supporting hers send waves of pleasure coursing through her. "Put me down... hard..." she pants, arching into your touch even more. "I want to feel everything."
"Now that’s a good girl…" he moans as he tosses her onto the bed. He quickly pins her down and starts rubbing at her entrance. "You ready? He asks.
Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels your fingers pressing against her opening. She gasps and moans, arching into the touch, feeling you stretch her tight entrance. "Yes..." she whispers, breathless with anticipation. "I'm ready."
With that, max sticks his cock into her. "You’re such a slut…" he groans.
Her eyes squeeze shut as you push inside her, filling her up completely. It's such an incredible feeling to have this big cock stretching her so tightly; she bites down on her lip to stifle the moans that want to escape. "Yes... give it to me..." She whimpers, arching her back off the bed as he starts thrusting deep inside her. Her tail swishes wildly behind her, slapping against the sheets in rhythm with your movements.
"You’re such a good girl…" He moans. He starts thrusting faster, creating a resounding wet slap with each thrust. "You seem like the type of girl who’s into choking, you want me to choke you?"
"Yes..." She gasps, her voice strained as she nods eagerly. "Please, choke me... make it hurt..." Her hips buck up off the bed in time with your thrusts, her nails scrape roughly against his back, leaving tiny red lines behind. The pain only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her, and she feels herself getting closer to the edge.
With that, max places a hand around her throat, choking her slowly.
Her eyes roll back in her head as she feels your hand squeezing tightly around her throat. She moans and gasps, the pain mixing with the pleasure to create a new sensation that sends her spiraling out of control. Her nails dig into his shoulders, leaving red lines on his skin as he continues to choke her, and she feels herself getting closer and closer to the brink. "Ahhhh... fuck..." She whispers hoarsely, her voice strained from being choked. "I'm close..."
"M-me too… should I pull out? I don’t have a condom…"
Her vision blurs as she feels herself about to explode around your cock. "No... just keep going..." She gasps, her words coming out slurred and breathless. Her hips buck frantically against yours, trying to get even closer to the feeling of your release inside her. The choking only serves to heighten the sensation, making it feel like she's on the edge of oblivion.
"F-fuck… okay." He moans, speeding up his thrusting before finally climaxing, his seed spilling into her.
With a loud cry, Kate comes undone around you, her body shuddering as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. Her nails dig into your shoulders harder, leaving red lines that will be visible in the morning. She arches her back off the bed, feeling your seed spilling deep inside her as she cums hard enough to see stars behind her eyelids. "Oh... god..." She pants, her voice hoarse and ragged from the choking and moaning.
Max releases his grip on her, collapsing next to her, spent.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels your weight press against her, the warmth of your body a welcome comfort after the intense experience they just shared. She lays there, panting and shuddering slightly as the last vestiges of pleasure ebb away, leaving her feeling drained but oddly satisfied. "That was..." she starts to say, voice hoarse from moaning. "...intense." She smiles weakly up at you, trying to read your expression in the dim light.
"It was." He says, gasping. "Well, does that count for fucking your brains out?"
She giggles weakly and rolls onto her side to face you, propping herself up on one elbow. "I suppose it does," she says with a satisfied smile. "But I think we're both braindead now." Her tail swishes idly behind her, the tip curling up into her fur as she yawns widely. "Do you want to sleep?"
"Yeah, let’s go to bed, you can crash here for tonight…"
She nods and yawns again, stretching languidly before curling up against your side. "Thank you," she mumbles sleepily, already feeling the warmth of slumber creeping up on her. Her tail wraps around her body, providing a cozy sensation as it presses against her back, and within moments she's fast asleep.
Within mere moments after Kate falls asleep, Max follows suit. His dreams are warm and fuzzy.
Her sleep is deep and peaceful, her body relaxed against yours. The warmth of your skin and the comforting weight of your arm across her waist make it easy for her to drift off into a dreamless slumber. As the night passes by, she stirs occasionally, muttering softly in her sleep or shifting closer to you before settling back down once more.
As day breaks, Max opens his eyes, wondering how much Kate remembers of last night given how drunk she was. His answer is quickly given to him as she opens her eyes and regards him with a look of fear as she yells "who are you?" And backs away from him. "Relax." He replies, "you and I where drunk last night, I took you home, we uh, had some fun…
Her breath catches in her throat as she takes him in, memories of the night before flooding back to her. "Oh..." She says softly, relaxing a little. "I remember... you were so nice to me... and I was such a mess." She looks away guiltily, shame coloring her cheeks. "I don't even know your name."
She glances back at him, trying to gauge his reaction to her admission. His calm demeanor reassures her somewhat;
"It’s no worries, my name is Max." He says, slowly getting out of bed. "Do you want some breakfast? Some coffee perhaps?" He asks, but Kate seems to be staring at his groin. "It’s… huge…" she whispers.
Her eyes widen and she looks up at him, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "It's... impressive," she whispers, still unable to tear her gaze away. "I can't believe I was able to handle all of that last night..." She trails off, remembering how tight he felt inside her. The thought sends a shiver down her spine.
Even though it wasn't the most conventional of meetings, she finds herself strangely attracted to Max.
"I will say, you handled it quite well…" he says, looking at her face. "You really liked it when I choked you too…"
Her cheeks burn even hotter at the memory and she can't help but blush deeper still. "I... don't know why I liked it," she admits, looking away shamefully. "It just felt so good..." She trails off, remembering how it made her feel more in control even as he held her down.
She glances back up at him, wishing she could read his expression. Was he repulsed by her behavior? Or was there perhaps an echo of that same desire in his eyes?
"You don’t have to be ashamed." He assures her. "I’d get just as bad if I had the amount of shots you had…"
She looks at him in surprise, then laughs softly. "I guess you're right." Her tail swishes idly behind her as she contemplates his words. Perhaps he isn't judging her after all. It's a nice thought; one that makes her feel more comfortable than she has in months.
"So... breakfast and coffee, huh?" She asks, trying to change the subject and lighten the mood. "That sounds amazing."
"Yeah, c’mon." He says throwing a robe on and walking out of the room. He quickly turns around walk back into the room. "I just realized, you don’t have any clothes… here, have this." He says as he tosses her a hoodie.
She takes the hoodie with a grateful smile, wrapping it around herself as they make their way to the kitchen. The warmth feels good against her bare skin; she'd almost forgotten how nice it was not to be cold all the time. As they sit down at the table, she pours them both some coffee and starts frying eggs, humming softly under her breath as she works.
"So," she says carefully, looking up at him from across the counter, "what do you usually do for work?"
"I’m a programmer." He says, "you?"
"Oh, that's nice," she replies with genuine interest. "I used to work in tech too, but I... had a bit of a falling out with my last boss." She takes a sip of her coffee and shrugs, trying not to dwell on the unpleasant memories. "These days I'm just sort of figuring things out."
The conversation flows easily as they eat breakfast together, Max asking about her life before moving here and Kate asking about his hobbies and interests.
They finish up breakfast, and as they clean up, max asks a question. "So, what happens between us now?"
"I... don't know," she admits with a small smile. "I guess we'll just have to see where the night takes us." She glances up at him, feeling a strange sense of comfort in his presence. Perhaps they could be friends, or maybe something more? Only time will tell. For now, she enjoys the moment and decides to take it easy, not dwelling on the uncertainty of their situation.
They finish up breakfast, and as they clean up, max asks a question. "So, what happens between us now?"
"I don't know," Kate says with a shrug, thinking about her options. "Maybe we could... hang out some more? I mean, it was really fun last night, and you seemed to enjoy yourself too." Her tail swishes behind her, the tip curling up into her fur thoughtfully. "What do you think?"
There's an undeniable spark between them now; something she hadn't expected after their drunken encounter.
"Yeah, for sure!" He says, brightening up.
Kate smiles at his enthusiasm, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "Alright then," she says with a nod. "I'll give you my number and we can plan something for later today." She fishes her phone out of her pocket, unlocks it and hands it over to him. "Just put in your info and I'll save it as 'Max'."
Their fingers brush as he takes the phone, sending a jolt through both of them.
She watches as he types in his information and saves it to her contacts list, her heart racing. As he hands the phone back to her, she can't help but notice how close they are, their breath mingling together. For a moment, she wonders what would happen if she leaned forward just a little...
Her eyes meet his, and there's an unspoken question in them. Max hesitates for only a second before nodding slightly, encouraging her to go ahead.
With that, they both lean into each other, beginning a passionate kiss.
Kate lets out a soft moan as their lips meet, her hands finding their way up into his hair. The kiss deepens and she feels his tongue pressing against hers, exploring every inch of her mouth. Her heart races faster as they kiss, the heat between them growing with each passing moment. She pulls back for just a second to catch her breath before diving back in, wanting more of this feeling that's taking over her body.
With that, they both lean into each other, beginning a passionate kiss.
Kate whimpers into the kiss, her body pressed tightly against his. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, leaving red lines behind as she clings to him. The kiss feels like it lasts an eternity, each moment more intense than the last. When they finally break apart for air, their faces are flushed and their lips swollen from the intensity of their embrace.
"Wow," Kate whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "That was... incredible."
Max’s hands wander down your her exposed ass cheeks, grabbing them softly.
The night has been surreal, but it's brought me something I've never experienced before. It's like... a new kind of freedom.
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"It was…" he replies, breathless.
"I'm not sure what's happening between us," she admits, her voice still shaking with emotion. "But I want to keep exploring it." Her hands find their way up his chest and around his neck, pulling him closer for another kiss. This time, the kiss is slower, more gentle; a tender expression of the feelings they're both struggling to understand.
As they continue to kiss, she feels herself growing increasingly aroused by his touch.
"Me too…" he says between breathes. His hands move upwards, sliding underneath the hoodie he gave her. Max gently cups her breasts.
Her breath catches in her throat as his hands cup her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra. She arches into him, feeling the warmth of his skin against hers and moans softly into their kiss. Her nipples harden under his touch, aching for more contact with his fingers.
With a shaky hand, she reaches down to undo his pants, eager to feel him pressed against her once again.
As his length is revealed, Max pins her against the wall. "I want you so bad…" he whispers.
Kate gasps as his hard length presses against her through their clothes. She arches into him, wanting more skin-on-skin contact, and moans with pleasure as he takes her mouth in another deep kiss. Her hands roam over his chest and shoulders, feeling the taut muscles beneath her fingertips.
Her body trembles with anticipation, every nerve ending alive with desire for him. She wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer still, wanting nothing more than to feel him inside her again.
Max lifts up the hoodie and slowly rubs at her entrance, pausing a moment to look into her eyes before pushing into her.
Her breath catches in her throat as he pushes inside her, filling her up with his warmth once again. "Oh God... yes..." she moans, arching into the touch and wrapping her arms around his neck. Her nails scrape roughly against his back as she feels him moving within her, thrusting deep and hard.
Her head falls back against the wall as pleasure washes over her in waves, making it impossible to think about anything but this moment with Max, his body pressed against hers, their skin slippery with sweat.