FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"W-Wha? How did...who...?"

Jahonna gaped at his _very_unexpected guest. Tired, stressed, and heartily glad to be home, the blue and white-furred, long-eared cabbit had expected to return home to nothing more than a quick meal, and then kick off his shoes, slacks, and sweater-vest and just flake out to a game or catch up on his subbed channels. Whatever he had the energy for. Definitely not...

"Well hi there! You must be Jahonna!"

Definitely not a bright and sparkly welcome from a generously-proportioned cowgirl wearing a pair of attractively cut-off denim shorts and a knotted red crop-top sat demurely on his sofa and sporting a charismatic and engaging smile. The bovine beauty, who just so happened to sport a curving pair of red horns protruding from her shoulder-length coppery curls in addition to a forked tail sticking out from tufts of cream-brown fur just above a rather lush butt, let out a happy-sounding bray and clapped her hands together as if to punctuate her happiness over his return home.

Jahonna blinked several times as his brain made a valiant attempt to get up to speed with what was happening. "Uh...yeah...yeah, that's me," he finally managed to mumble out. He could feel the skin beneath his deep-blue fur flushing warmly as he tried to avoid staring at his wide-hipped, buxom-breasted guest.

Jeez, is she stacked...

"Nice to meetcha, hun! I'm...Jincanalr-" the comely bovine stood, fisted her hands on her hips to strike a proud pose, and frowned. Then she smiled and waved a dismissive hand as if casting a thought away. "Well, never mind that, ya couldn't pronounce my full name anyway, thirty syllables an' all. Ya can just call me Ginger!"

"G-Ginger?" It was Jahonna's turn to frown.

"Mmm!" Ginger stood and clapped her hands again and flashed him another dazzling smile and stamped a hoof. "I'm spice and everythin' nice!"

"Oh, I see. C-Cute name."

Was he...dreaming this? Returning home to a mystery girl who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere; he really needed to get to the bottom of it, just as soon as he could stop...starring at her smile and...other attributes. The generous cleavage that the lovely cow's crop-top smushed together made it really, really difficult to look at much else. Not that Ginger seemed to mind...

"Thanks, hun! Now, let's get you all nice and comfy!" Ginger tilted her head and tut-tutted under her breath as she folded her arms beneath her generous bosom. "You look like you've had a hard day!"

Not half as hard as I'll be soon...

Jahonna cleared his throat and attempted to surreptitiously cover the bulge in his pale blue slacks by clasping his hands shyly in front of him. He then blurted out the question that he had wanted to ask for some minutes now, but had felt simply swept up in events and too distracted to ask. "Uh, _who_are you, again? And how did you get into my apartment?"

"Ah told you, silly!" Ginger bent at the waist and wagged her finger in a playful, chiding fashion. Jahonna received an even clearer view of her cleavage in the process that did not help his current predicament. "I'm Ginger! Your Succubus-O-Gram!"

"M-My what?"

Jahonna blinked again. The theatrical nature of his confusion sent Ginger into a good-natured titter, which in turn caused the shy cabbit to blush.

"Your Succubus-O-Gram! A gift from one friend to another, to those who need a little warm and friendly relaxation..."

The sly wink that the lovely demoness flashed at him, combined with the sensual emphasis she put on relaxation, made Jahonna blush to the roots of his hair and fur. He really had no clue what was going on, but was far too polite to ask his guest to leave. It was all obviously part of some prank, or some other cheekiness, on the part of a friend. One that he'd obviously given a key to his apartment to at some time in the past. He'd heard of Strip-O-Grams before_,_ perhaps this is what it was?

"So uh, what do I do now?" Jahonna asked, once again clearing his throat and trying to sound just a little bit more confident now. "Sh-"

"Oh! Why don't you go and_sit down_, hun," Ginger coquettishly clasped her hands behind her back and rocked back on her hooves. "I'll take care of everything now--and you."

"Take care of me? H-"

Jahonna bit down on his lower lip as without warning, Ginger giggled, grabbed his hand and led him over to the sofa. He let out an oof as she then pushed him gently--but firmly--down onto the cushions, all with the kind of mischievous grin that only made her more attractive.

Gosh, she's got such a pretty smile...

When Ginger smiled, it was hard to resist looking at it and feeling uplifted_by it. It was so compelling...so..._cheerful, that Jahonna just felt his nervousness melting away; he even managed a shy smile of his own as she clapped her hands in apparent joy over his beginning to relax and loosen up.

"That's the spirit, hun!" Ginger declared and lowed merrily. She leaned over and rubbed a hand through his hair, scuffling it at if he were a well-behaved pet. "Jus' relax and I'll take good care of you..."

Jahonna's brow furrowed as he gazed up his oh-so-pretty, cheerful guest. There was...something he had been meaning to ask her...he was sure, but now...he really couldn't think of what it was. It was at the edge of his thoughts...something...something to do with Ginger, but he just couldn't put his thumb on what it was. It was just so much easier, so much relaxing to just look at her smile and feel her infectious cheerfulness washing over him, and gosh darn it, she was just so sexy too...

The dazed cabbit blushed as he felt his member stirring again and tried to find the presence of mind to hide it. But he just couldn't, his arms felt so heavy, it was just too much effort to lift them to hide his...his...

Oh gosh.

"Well now, what do we have here!" Ginger declared with a cheeky, triumphant smile, now leaning down to press a pair of fingers delicately to the protruding tip of her 'client's' erection pushing up against his pants' crotch.

O-Oh f-fuck...she's so close and...and...they're so close...

Jahonna swallowed hard as Ginger drew near. He could smell the sweet fragrance of her short, silky sandy-coloured fur...see the rise and fall of her round, pert breasts as she breathed...in...out; they even bounced lightly as she moved.

"...you're getting a little_excited_ there, hun? I'm glad ya find me this attractive..."

Jahonna blurted out an answer before the rest of his scattered, demonically-subdued thoughts could reform to hold his tongue. "O-Oh! I do, very...attractive..."

"Tee hee, what do you like most about me, hun? These...? My smile...?"

Ginger then flashed him a dazzling smile--one that genuinely did sparkle. She also cupped her breasts at the sides to set them bouncing ever so slightly and draw attention to them. Just enough to give them a pleasant, entrancing jiggle. Her smile and her 'milkboobs', as she liked to call them, were both the primary tools at her disposal, alongside her cheerful personality. Other succubi liked to take a more overt route of classic, domineering temptation, but not Ginger. Friendly and cheerful to a fault, and preferring to entrance and seduce through a bubbling personality and a short curvy body that matched her sprightly nature, the comely cow-demon would find sustenance and satisfaction through those means.

Jahonna didn't think it was possible to blush any harder than he already was, but it seemed it_was_ possible. He looked back and forth between Ginger's infectious smile and twinkling eyes, and the lovely boobs that jiggled oh-so-pleasantly...

Jiggle-Jiggle...

Jiggle-Jiggle...

Now he really couldn't remember anything he needed to worry or be concerned about. A dreamy smile spread across his lips as he watched Ginger perform her cheeky little dance, and didn't even flinch as she gingerly lowered herself down onto his lap.

Nothing at all to worry about...just relax...

All the stress and exhaustion was just flooding out of him, replaced instead with a blissful contentment tinged with a framework of needy arousal. Ginger giggled to herself as she straddled the hypnotically-dazed cabbit she had been chosen for as a long-term client, and felt his erection poke between her thighs. "Ooh...big boy...really hard now..."

"H-Hah...big...hard..."

Jahonna's thoughts now felt as thick and inflexible as treacle now, and kept slipping away through the fingers of his mental grasp. His smile remained fixed in place, and an unfocused look dominated his eyes as he stared up at the lovely bovine and her dazzling smile...and firm, full breasts. This close up, just inches away from his face, there was _very_little left to the imagination.

"Tee hee, let me help you with that, hun..."

Ziiiip...

Jahonna let out a strangled moan as Ginger lifted herself up, but only to unzip his fly, reach in and guide his rock-hard dick out. She smirked and let out a pleased lowing sound as she worked her fingers and massaged the tip through his underwear. "Oh my, yes, you're certainly hard now, and mmm,nice an' big..."

It was...all too much. Jahonna's eyes rolled back in his head as Ginger massaged him with one hand, and unzipped her shorts with the other. A pair of red panties with an oh-so-cute bow on the front were revealed as she awkwardly tried to wriggle out of her denims. She pursed her lips, smiled invitingly down at him and gave his member an encouraging squeeze.

"A-Ah, could you help me, hun? Hmm? Please?"

Normally, Jahonna would have been far too shy to do such a thing, being young and rather inexperienced in sexual matters. But the wiles of the cheeky bovine succubus gave him courage, albeit with a hint of endearing awkwardness clinging on.

"S-Sure!" the shy, blushing cabbit blurted out. He hesitated as his hands drew close to Ginger's hips, and swallowed hard again as he took hold of the waistband of her denims and gingerly pulled them down her generously wide hips.

"O-Oh, cute spots!"

They were indeed. Ginger's hips were marked with adorable round spots in a freckle-like pattern. "Well, ain't you a sweetie!" the succubus trilled happily, and gave her shy soon-to-be lover another teasing squeeze. "A little further down, hun. That's it...and 3...2...1...touchdown!"

"O-Oh fuck!"

Jahonna couldn't help but curse explosively and breathlessly as she suddenly dropped and wriggled down on to his member with the help of the guiding hand still wrapped around the base. He reflexively arched his back and let out another grunting exhalation as the sudden penetration of Ginger's warm and wet intimate folds crackled through his nerves.

"How does that feel to ya, hunny?"

The mental focus to answer such a question was beyond the succubus-entranced cabbit. The thoughtless, blissed-out smile on his lips, and the breathless moans of pleasure, were answer enough for Ginger though, who wiggled her butt and twitched in tail in her own display of satisfaction as she settled into a slow and steady rise and fall to ride Jahonna, and felt the delicious sexual energies her kind craved flowing into her.

Enthusiasm made up for inexperience when it came to Jahonna's lovemaking. Awkwardly to begin with, but then with slowly growing confidence--fuelled by encouragement from his fork-tailed lover--he then was able to give her 'milkboobs' the kind of up-close-and-personal attention that he had been yearning to give them.

"Mmm...ah _...__ a-ah ... nhm_..."

The lusty, dazed cabbit's lips and tongues now worked in unison to suckle and lick the swollen nipples thrust into his mouth by a bovine eager for sexual milking. It felt so good...utterly fulfilling for him to do this: to hold her pillowy breasts in his hands, now freed of the skimpy confines of her crop-top, and squeeze and caress them. His breath washed hotly over the smooth-furred breasts now leaking an oh-so-creamy milk onto his tongue. The warm, delicious fluid trickled down his throat as he held onto her and pressed his face firmer against her chest, leaving him hot, intoxicated and eager for more. Milking her with his lips was an intensely erotic experience and one wholly new to him. Ginger's ecstatic lowing and breathless panting dimly penetrated the heavenly bliss into which he had lapsed; every slow, tender rise and fall of the comely succubus draw renewed moans of pleasure from their lips as they shared an intimate moment of lovemaking.

Unsurprisingly, given his inexperience and the full weight of Ginger's feminine charms, both natural and demonic, Jahonna was the first to climax. He blushed deeply as his thoughtful efforts to hold back as long as he possibly could collapsed entirely and he shot a heated load of cum into the depths of his bovine-lover's sex.

"S-Sorry!"

He felt like a fool apologising for what he felt was a premature ejaculation, given that it was out of his control and had tried to bring Ginger to climax first. She merely chuckled at his politeness, clenching and greedily milked his pulsing member for every last drop of his cum. As always, it was_sweetest_ nectar to her, suffusing her with an intoxicating pleasure that cascaded through her and sent her off into own orgasm, one that left her shaking and trembling, and was sure to boost the confidence of her lover to see her left in such a state of overt satiation. She was however, by her very nature as a demonic temptress capable of no other--especially after she had been milked, and had 'drank' her fill.

"Don't be silly, hun!" Ginger admonished playfully as she lifted, shook herself, and then settled into a warm and tender nuzzling embrace in Jahonna's lap. A gentle smile touched her lips and she lowed wearily, but contentedly. "That felt great, and mhm, you'll have plenty of practice in the future, we're gonna be very busy, tee hee..."

It seemed that Ginger was here to stay. No longer caring where she had come from, or how it all happened, and anticipating the very relaxing evenings that lay ahead of them, Jahonna certainly had no objections...