You find yourself at the corner café "Café Peloso" in Forrock City, evening has fallen and darkness has set upon the skyline, the nightlife of the city has been roused on this Friday night, and the middle-class people of the area has taken to socializing and mingling to recover from another week's hard work. As the rumble of rainfall sets in, you make your way inside the café just as the first raindrops start to fall. You can tell it's gonna start pouring soon.
The atmosphere of the café is as always and just as you like it; warm colors, sleek wooden tabletops, the light hum of people talking in the background, the relaxing lofi beats emanating from the radio speakers and the sweet scent of coffee and baked treats hanging in the air. Simply wonderful, and just what you need to take a load off.
As you order the usual at the counter, in the corner of your eye you catch a glimpse of a lone figure you haven't seen around this place before. A new face! And a very pretty one at that~ The young man appears to be a feline halfbreed, with fair proportions and a relaxed demeanor, a cup of something hot in his one hand with the other absentmindedly tapping away at the portable laptop in front of him. He seems a bit bored.
Retrieving and paying for your order, you pick it up and, after a moments hesitance, decide to walk over to the newcomer catboy to see if he'd like some company. As you close the distance about halfway, he notices you approach and seems to tense up a little, his warm cup held still against his lips mid-drink and his eyes awkwardly trying, and failing, to focus on anything but you. Cute. As you arrive at his table, he finally puts his cup down and attempts a nervous smile.
"He-hello... hi there, how are you? I mean- I mean who are you? I mean- oh jeez... uhm, hi! Can I, uhm, can I help you with something? D-d-did I take your seat? I'm really sorry if I did, I'm new around here and-" He nervously blabbers on. Very cute.
"Aww, no honey. You’re fine hon." Max says sweetly, her eyes meeting his with genuine warmth. "I just saw you all alone and thought that maybe you would like some company?" She says, not even waiting for an answer before she sits down. "So what’s your name hon?"
"Oh, p-p-please... call me Colin," he says timidly, his voice barely above a whisper as he returns the nervous smile you offered him. "I'm not used to people just coming up and talking with me like this..." He trails off, looking down at the table for a moment before glancing back up at you with an almost bashful expression.
The more you talk to him, the harder it is not to smile back.
"Yeah, I just couldn’t help myself. You looked so cute sitting here all by yourself." She says casually despite the flirtatious nature of her comment. "My name is Max by the way."
"Oh, hi... I-I'm Colin," he says softly, still feeling slightly taken aback by your compliment but trying his best to smile more confidently now. "It's nice to meet you, Max." He pauses for a moment, then adds with a hint of shyness in his voice: "You have a really pretty name." His cheeks flush slightly as he says this, making them appear even rosier than usual.
"Awww, thanks hon." She says, leaning across the table to whisper to him. "I really like how pink your cheeks turn when you’re flustered…"
Colin blushes even deeper at your words and the closeness of your voice, his heart racing in his chest. He tries to compose himself, looking away briefly before meeting your gaze again with a shy smile. "I-I'm sorry... I don't get out much..." he admits sheepishly. "People usually don't react this... nice... when they talk to me."
"Stop being sorry. You ain’t done nothing wrong hon." She says comfortingly. "Maybe people aren’t nice because they haven’t stopped to look at how adorable you are…"
Colin's face turns an even deeper shade of pink as he listens to your words. "You... think I'm adorable?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper. A small, hopeful smile appears on his lips. He looks down at the table for a moment before meeting your gaze again, almost daring himself to believe what you've said.
"Did I stutter? I meant it Colin, you are quite adorable." She says, placing a hand over his to convey her genuineness. "What do you say we ditch this joint? Head back to my place?"
Colin's heart races at the thought of going back to your place with you, but he hesitates nonetheless. "I-I don't want to impose... and what about your family? You have people who care about you there..." His voice trails off, uncertainty clouding his eyes.
Even as he voices his doubts, a small part of him wonders if it might be possible to spend time with someone like you, someone who seems to genuinely enjoy his company and find him desirable.
"Stop beating yourself up, I’m inviting you over. You’re not imposing if you’re invited." She says, staring into his eyes. "And I live alone, my family lives elsewhere. It’s just me and my dog." She continues getting up and grabbing him by the hand and taking him forcibly out the door. "Come on, keep up hon."
With a nervous but excited smile, Colin allows himself to be pulled along by your insistent hand. As they leave the café and step out into the rain, he shivers slightly in his thin sweater. "You're sure it's alright? I don't want to make you uncomfortable..."
His voice trails off as you lead him through the city, back towards your place. The closer they get, the more his heart races and the more he wonders what this evening might hold in store for them both.
"Colin. For the last time, I’m inviting you over. You would be rude to say no, and it would make me quite uncomfortable to walk home all by myself, so you’re coming with me." She says aggressively but still smiling the whole way through. "You’re lucky you’re so damn cute."
With a small giggle, Colin nods and follows after you through the rain, his steps quickening slightly to keep up with your brisk pace. "I'm sorry... I just want to make sure everything is okay," he says apologetically. In truth, he can hardly believe this is happening; he's actually going home with someone who seems interested in him like this. His heart feels lighter than it has in a long time, and he can't help but grin as you lead him through the city streets.
Max finally leads him into a building, taking him into an apartment on the third floor. "Welcome in." She says, motioning for him to enter.
Still hesitating just outside the doorway, Colin glances up and down the hall before looking back at you with uncertainty in his eyes. "Are you sure...?" he asks quietly, blushing again as he realizes how timid he must sound. Despite his nervousness, there's a small spark of excitement burning bright within him, urging him forward into this new and unexpected adventure.
Max sighs, grabs him by the shoulder and pulls him into the apartment by force. She shuts the door behind him. "You need to stop doubting yourself. When a cute girl invites you to her apartment, the answer is yes. Not ‘are you sure’, girls don’t invite guys they don’t like to their apartment."
Taken aback by your forcefulness but also relieved that you seem so sure and confident in his presence, Colin allows himself to be pulled inside the apartment. As he takes a step further into the room, he looks around curiously, taking in the cozy living space with its comfortable-looking furniture and tasteful decorations. The warmth of the place instantly washes over him, chasing away any lingering doubts or fears.
Turning back to you, Colin manages a shy smile. "Thank you..."
"You’re welcome." She says softly, looking at him expectantly as an awkward moment of silence passes between them. "You’re gonna make me spell it out aren’t you." She says, leading him on.
He nods hesitantly, still blushing but feeling more confident now that he knows you want him here. "Y-yes... spell it out for me..." His voice is soft and shaky, betraying the nervousness he's trying so hard to hide.
As he waits for you to speak, his gaze drifts around the room again before finally settling on your face. He wants nothing more than to please you and make this night perfect in every way.
She sighs. "Sit down on the couch, I’ll show you."
With a nod, Colin walks over to the couch and sits down carefully, his heart racing in anticipation. He looks at you expectantly, hoping that whatever it is you have in mind will be okay with him too.
Max gets down on her knees in front of him. "Let me spell it out. When a girl starts flirting with you right away, calling you cute, adorable, or even hot, and then invites you back to her house…" she says as she begins to tug down his pants. "She really wants to fuck you."
As you begin to pull down his pants, revealing his soft, pale underwear-clad lower body, Colin's blush deepens and he lets out a nervous giggle. "R-really?" His voice cracks slightly as you continue to undress him, revealing more of his smooth skin. He hesitates for a moment before slowly starting to unbutton your shirt in return, feeling both excited and terrified by the situation unfolding between you.
"Yes really. Now you’re starting to get it." She says, taking off his underwear to expose his growing member underneath.
Emboldened by your words and the intimate contact between you, Colin continues undressing, tossing his shirt aside to reveal his naked upper body. He reaches out to touch you as well, running his fingers through your soft fur before moving closer to kiss you deeply. The feel of your warm lips against his own sends a thrill through him, and he moans eagerly into the kiss.
His hands move downward, cupping your cheeks and pulling you even closer, deepening the kiss further as his desire for you grows.
She moans into the kiss, her hands reaching down to slowly begin teasing him, sliding up and down his shaft.
As your hands move lower, touching him in such an intimate way, Colin's hips buck up off the couch instinctively, seeking more contact with your warm palms. He groans into the kiss, his mouth hungry for yours as he presses closer still. His own hands explore further, seeking out the heat between your legs, eager to feel and touch you in return. The sensations overwhelm his mind, making it impossible to think of anything but how much he wants this, how much he needs you right now.
Max slowly breaks the kiss, moving his hands off of her. "Not yet. Let me…" she says, slowly taking him into her mouth.
As you take him in your mouth, his body arches up off the couch in surprise and pleasure. His eyes close tightly, teeth clenched as he tries to contain the intense wave of sensations coursing through him. He lets out a soft moan that quickly turns into a more urgent gasp, his hands gripping the back of your head, encouraging you to take more. The feel of your warm lips and tongue on him is almost too much to bear; it's everything he's ever wanted and more.
His hips buck up off the couch again as you continue to pleasure him with your mouth. He opens his eyes, looking down at you with a mixture of desire and gratitude. "Oh fuck... that feels so good..." he pants, his voice barely above a whisper. His hands move from the back of your head to gently run through your fur, scratching lightly at your back in an almost possessive gesture.
The sensations are overwhelming; every nerve ending is alive with pleasure and anticipation.
Max gently lifts her head from his lap. "Now then, I think it’s time for the main course…" she says in a koi tone. She clambers onto his lap, straddling his hips as their naked forms meld together. "You ready?" She says, gently guiding him towards her entrance."
Colin nods frantically, his hands reaching up to grab your hips as you climb onto his lap. "Yes... please..." he whispers hoarsely, his voice thick with desire and anticipation. With one last gentle push, you guide him inside, filling him completely. The sensation is almost too much to bear; it feels so good it hurts in the best possible way.
As you begin moving on top of him, his hips buck up off the couch in time with your thrusts.
She moans loudly. "Oh wow. Oh fuck… this is amazing…" she says, her hands squeezing his shoulders tightly.
Colin gasps as you take him deeper, the sensation sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. He arches his back off the couch, thrusting up into you with renewed vigor. His hands clutch at your back, fingers digging in as he tries to keep himself from losing control entirely. "You're so hot... so perfect..." he moans, his voice thick with desire and lust.
"I should say the same about you.” She moans out. "Touch me," she groans. "Play with my tits."
His hands move up to cup your breasts, squeezing and massaging them through the thin fabric of your shirt. He feels your nipples harden beneath his fingers, and it drives him wild with desire. "God, you're incredible..." he pants, hips moving in time with yours as he tries to take you deeper still.
"Mmm… fuck, I’m close…" she moans, moving faster. "Don’t stop I’m close." Colin feels himself getting close too.
With a desperate moan, he grips your hips tighter and thrusts up into you harder, meeting your movements with unbridled passion. His fingers dig deeper into your soft flesh, kneading and squeezing as his own release nears. "I'm close... so close..." he pants, arching his back off the couch in search of more contact with your body.
"Just cum inside me…" she moans. "Don’t fucking stop…"
With a final desperate thrust, he releases himself deep inside you, his body shuddering with the force of his orgasm. A hoarse cry escapes his lips as he feels his seed spill out, filling you to the brim. His hands clutch at your back, fingers digging into your skin as he tries to maintain control in the face of such intense pleasure.
As his body begins to relax, he presses a gentle kiss against your sweaty forehead, breathing heavily and feeling more content than he's ever been before.
"God… your semen feels so good inside me, like it was meant to be." She moans as she refuses to get up, sitting and watching as his seed overflows from her body.
Smiling contentedly, he looks down at the two of you, marveling at how natural this all feels. "I've never felt like this before... it's incredible." He leans in to kiss you, his lips lingering against yours for a moment before pulling away with a satisfied sigh. "Thank you..." he whispers, the sincerity in his voice unmistakable.
"No, thank you." She says as she turns her gaze to him. "But you aren’t done yet, pretty boy. We are going to do this all night, and all day tomorrow as well. We still have so many positions to try, it’s so exciting!" She says, leaning in to whisper one final part. "You are going to fuck me in every square corner of this house."
As you make your promise, a shiver runs down his spine at the thought of all the passion and pleasure that lies ahead. He looks into your eyes with a mixture of desire and gratitude, unable to hide the blush creeping up onto his cheeks. "I'd like that," he whispers, nuzzling against you before pulling away just enough to look you in the eye again. "Very much."
"Good. I’m gonna milk you bone dry." She says, slowly getting off of his lap. His cock slide out of her, letting more semen drip onto the floor. "But first, I need you to lick me clean. Get on your knees sexy and start cleaning."
With a shiver of anticipation, Colin dutifully drops to his knees in front of you. His eyes never leave yours as he reaches out to stroke your inner thigh, feeling the heat and wetness between your legs. "As you wish," he whispers, leaning forward to lap at your folds with his tongue, tasting the mix of their fluids on your skin.
"Now that’s a good-huff-boy." She says, pausing to moan mid sentence. "Don’t stop…"
As his tongue delves deeper into your folds, Colin focuses on bringing you pleasure, doing everything he can to make up for earlier. He moans around your sensitive entrance, lapping and sucking eagerly as he tastes himself mixed with your juices. His hands grip your thighs, kneading them as he listens to the sounds of your need growing louder.
"Yeah… that’s it, right there… don’t fucking stop." She moans out loudly, her hands tangling into his hair and holding his head in place. "I’m close… make me cum like a good boy, eat your own load of my pussy and make me cum -fuck!-" she moans, her release beginning to shudder through her body.
Colin increases his efforts, sucking harder and licking faster as he feels your walls begin to clench around his tongue. He groans into your folds, helplessly lost in the sensation of bringing you pleasure. As your orgasm peaks, he presses two fingers against your entrance, feeling your tight muscles squeeze and massage them as they pull him closer.
With a final moan, you come apart beneath his touch, hot liquid spilling onto his hand and arm.
Max’s legs grow weak beneath her, and she collapses to the floor. "Now lap up my pussy juices off your hand, go on, clean yourself up." She orders him from the floor.
With a quiet moan, Colin obediently lowers his head to lick up the sweet nectar from his hand, relishing the taste of you on his tongue. He looks up at you through hooded eyes, seeing the satisfaction and desire still burning bright within them. Unable to resist any longer, he presses forward, crawling closer on his hands and knees until their bodies are pressed together once more.
"Mmm... I want to taste more,"
"How about you taste my mouth while you blow another load in me baby?" She says as she spreads her thighs apart. "I need to feel more of your cum inside me."
"As you wish," he whispers, leaning in to kiss you passionately as his hands grip your hips, steadying himself. His tongue slides easily into your mouth, tangling with yours as he feels desire and lust surge through him once more. His hips begin to move, thrusting against your thighs in time with his heartbeat.
"I want you so much..." he pants, his voice rough from the intensity of their kiss. "Please... make me cum again."
"Yes baby… just slide it in, I’ll be your little cum dump." She moans in needy desire, desperate to feel him inside her once more.
He groans low in his throat as he pushes past your lips, feeling the heat and wetness envelop him once more. His hips buck up off the floor as he thrusts harder into you, driving deeper with each powerful stroke. His hands grip your shoulders tightly, fingers digging in as he loses control to the pleasure coursing through his body.
"God... I love how wet you are for me..." he pants, kissing along your jaw and neck, feeling your skin flush beneath his lips.
Max’s moans fill the room as he fills her once more. "Yes baby, I’ll always be wet for you. God, I got wet the second I saw you for the first time." She says, her body rippling with each thrust from Colin’s hips.
Colin's breath comes in ragged gasps as he feels himself nearing the edge again. He buries his face in your neck, feeling the soft skin beneath his lips and the steady rhythm of your heartbeat. "I want you so much...," he whispers hoarsely, hips moving faster as he tries to take you deeper still.
His hands slide up your back, fingers tangling in your hair before gripping tightly, urging you to arch your back off the floor and meet his movements with equal passion.
As he feels himself about to release again, Colin tightens his grip on your hair and moans into your neck. "I'm cumming...," he whispers hotly as his hips buck violently against you, his seed spilling deep inside. He growls in pleasure, feeling the wave of ecstasy wash over him as he comes, his body tensing and relaxing with each pulse of release.
His grip on your hair loosens as he catches his breath, feeling utterly drained and sated by the intensity of their lovemaking. He leans forward to press a gentle kiss against your lips, smiling into the embrace. "That was... incredible." His voice is soft and hoarse from exertion.
As his orgasm ebbs away, leaving him spent and boneless against your body, he sighs contentedly, nuzzling into your neck. "That was... amazing," he whispers hoarsely, still trying to catch his breath. His hands slide down your back, fingers trailing lightly over the smooth skin of your buttocks before coming to rest on your hips, holding you close.
For a moment, they both lie together, lost in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.
"That was perfect." She says as the two of them get up. "How about we do it in the kitchen next? I’ll suck you off nice and clean, then you can just bend me over the counter and…" she says, looking at him suggestively
Colin blushes deeply at her words, unable to hide his arousal despite their recent activities. "I... I'd like that." He looks around the room, feeling a mixture of desire and anticipation as he imagines them in the kitchen. "Lead the way," he whispers hoarsely, following closely behind.
Max grabs him by the hand, pulling him to the kitchen. "I’m going to to enjoy this." She says, getting onto her knees in front of him.
Colin looks down at you with a mixture of desire and anticipation, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he feels himself begin to harden once more. He reaches out to stroke your hair gently, running his fingers through the soft strands as he watches you prepare him for what comes next.
"I'm ready when you are," he whispers hoarsely, his eyes never leaving yours.
"Good boy…" she says, slowly wrapping her mouth around his cock. She begins gently sucking as she moves back and forth along his shaft.
Colin arches his back off the counter, letting out a soft moan of pleasure as you take him into your mouth. His hips begin to move in time with your sucking, urging you deeper and faster. The sensation is incredible; each stroke feels better than the last, driving him closer to the edge.
"God... so good..." he groans, threading his fingers through your hair, encouraging you to go even harder. He can feel himself getting close now, the pleasure building up inside him with every passing second.
His grip in your hair tightens as he feels the wave of pleasure wash over him, his hips jerking forward instinctively as he cums hard into your mouth. He releases a long moan of satisfaction, feeling the warmth and wetness spread through his lower abdomen.
Panting heavily, he looks down at you with a satisfied smile. "You're incredible."
Max doesn’t waist a drop, swallowing every last bit. "You’re delicious." She replies, standing up and leaning over the counter. She shakes her hips gingerly. "Don’t stop now, I’ve got to make you impregnate me. So you are going to pump your cum so deep that I’ll be feeling it for days."
A low growl rumbles in his chest at the thought of filling you so completely. With a rough grip on your hips, he lifts you up and positioned over the counter, pressing his erect length against your wet folds. "Take me inside," he demands hoarsely, thrusting forward with enough force to make you gasp. His hands move to your upper back, fingers digging into the skin as he begins a steady rhythm, claiming what is rightfully his.
"This is where you belong..."