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Through habit and repetition it was easy for a person to grow traditions out of even the most mundane of things. This young fox had a few of them himself, little things that he does throughout his day that gives me a moment of mental pleasure from having completed some task or another, but none was as fulfilling as his ritual for ending one of his school days. Silently he slide his books in, making sure that each was snug enough in that each would be accessible when he returned tomorrow, but it wasn't the sliding the he enjoyed, it was the sound that came when he simply opened his hand and released the heavy weight of this text book to the mercy of gravity. Each time he did this he'd hear a loud ringing knock that as the construct of paper and binding would impact the metallic bottom of the locker which only happened to be the roof of the locker under his. It was the equivalent to him of hearing an alarm that signifies the end of a work day and the beginning of free-time. The loud sound occasionally drew the attention of others, but most were used to this strange ritual by now and move on without bothering him. He wasn't doing it for them, though, this was all for him.

With those books secured he'd turn away from their prison, gripping the door to shut the cage on them only to see someone he hadn't before. Being a senior he was rather used to faces that often passed through these halls, but when this red furred creature saw her his black tipped ears perked up and those blue eyes locked onto the beautiful of this black jackal woman. There was no doubt that they were in the same grade and as she passed close to him in the hallway he could swear that she had turned her gaze to small at him. Somehow he'd already undressed her in his mind, having studied her figure in an instant and assuming that the rest of her was the same color and tone as what was presented. Even when he turned to follow this thought of seeing this amazing woman nude never left his mind, almost distracting him from the visual feast that he was missing thanks to this distraction.

This mystery woman had the widest hips he'd ever seen, but she wasn't fat at all, perfectly fit for her age he noticed that the pants holding that huge rear in place were a pair of yoga pants made to stretch across the vastness of her amazing lower curves. Ass, thigh, legs, she had exactly the kind of sway needed to put anyone into a trance and while she walked only feet in front of him this fox was her latest victim of hypnotism. These black stretchy pants were fitted with a shiny display of an almost metallic colored blue lettering across the surface of that rear reading "TNA", as if anyone needed a reminder of what they were looking at, but this was so easily distracting it almost made him miss the lacy that poked out the top of those tight fitted coverings. What he was looking at wasn't some kind of weird trim set on the edge, but was actually a beautifully delicate thong making itself known just enough to say "hi" to him. It's pink color made it impossible to miss now that he'd noticed it, and from that alone he followed her even when she looked back at him staring at her ass and smiled to him with a knowingly sultry gaze.

* * *

The night had passed slowly, his mind rarely turning away from this large reared jackaless and when it occasionally did those thought returned immediately to the curves of her delicious hips, the way they swayed as she walked, the method of how each cheek bounced which only translated to him how that would look on his crotch. Even now as he stood in front of his school he could barely think about the lessons and tests that were supposed to happen today his focus and mind was locked on this girl. It became clear that he needed to find this girl, this woman, he needed to talk to her, needed to properly meet her.

With his trek taking him through the halls he looked for her, trying to recognize her based on her fur color, based on her brushing pattern, her ear tips. Of course he'd occasionally try and locate her based on her generous booty, but for something like that he'd have to be careful. It wasn't looked kindly on to go around staring at people's butts. This brought him to finally breaking down his attempt and simply asking around, pulling aside the people that he'd grown up with, the people that he'd known from a young age due to being in the same grade for so long, and as he asked the fox selectively chose not to request her location based on a description of that lovely rear that had teased him so well yesterday.

He only needed one clue, one person to know her where-abouts, and when he rounded the corner of the hallway he could see her standing at her locker. That slender tail of hers swaying side to side slowly which only worked to pull her hips along with them and that huge, amazing rump was forced to follow. If Nick had been a lesser man then he'd be intimidated, amazed by this goddess of a jackal woman, and for a moment his steps froze, his body tensing up while he asked himself what he was doing, but even this thought was pushed to the side by staring at this temptress's body and through will alone he'd force himself to approach. His eyes couldn't help look at the white sweater that covered her body, hugging it in additional fluff to counteract the short fur that usually covered her canine body, the bottom of it just barely starting to fold around the top curve of her rump in just the right way that made her butt look like it was too much for even this sweater to deal with. What helped add to this were her white leggings, skin tight pants that clung to her body for every single motion that her figure might make. These leggings left nothing to the imagination, which was more than perfect for this fox that looked on.

When he finally got close enough to her those sapphire eyes would turn his way, her hand pushing against the metal door so that with a clang it would secure itself in place to protect whatever was within it's contents.

"Hey..." She said, her voice like succulent cream dripping from an early morning spoon.

It was just that one word, but already the fox felt his breath being stolen by this lovely woman, "Hey... my name's Nick."

To this she giggles, her hand lifting up to lightly place the curve of her finger against her lower lip as if to try and hide her gentle laugh, "I know who you are. We have class together, silly."

"We do?"

"Yeah... science class with Miss Carol?" Oddly enough, despite her words she didn't seen annoyed by the fact that he hadn't noticed her, nor did he pick up on the fact that she had clearly noticed him.

"Oh wait.. are you that new girl that transferred recently?" he asked quickly, almost remembering hearing something about that before.

"No..." She answered again, still smiling, but looking a little more concerned about the vulpine that clearly hadn't been paying attention up until now. "Maybe I'll just have to..."

Instantly, she was interrupted by the loud piercing sound of the school bell ringing in it's rapid fire pulse, the call of it loud enough to torture the students in the halls so that the students in the parking lot could hear it as well. It was the signal that they only had a few minutes to get to their designated classes which meant that this meeting would have to be cut short for now. A shame to say the least, but one that this jackaless could more than use to her own favor for this boy that seemed to simply never notice her.

"Better get to class, Nick. I'll see you later." She'd say, turning around with her books held firmly in her arms.

"Wait, you were saying something before the bell." He spoke up quickly, wanting to know every word before realizing something more important, "And I didn't get your name!"

"I'm Beth," She'd answer one final time, "And I was just saying that I'll have to give you something to remember me by."

Just like that she'd start taking her steps, her thick, large, beautiful rear swaying effortlessly from side to side, every movement brought one cheek down while the other lifted while this lovely girl shifted her weight just enough to create an almost hypnotic display with those amazing curves. Still hugged by the leggings even they seemed to barely be able to hold such an amazing display behind them even as she curved her tail just enough so that it was barely lifted allowing him to see the full body of her lower half. Once again Nick found himself frozen in place, only this time he didn't mind so much, not with a show like this going on to keep his interest. It was only after she turned away from the hallway to continue on her way that he could move once again, leaving himself blinking before realizing his situation.

"Oh yeah! Class!"

* * *

How could he have missed it? How could he have missed her so many times? He'd walked into this classroom and never once even noticed the absolute beauty that had been sitting only a few seats away and one row back behind him. Had he been blind? Maybe it was just that this was the last class of the day and most of the time he just wanted to go home after school instead of looking around the room to see who else was there. Whatever the reason there was no way at all that he could miss her now, any motion that she made in her seat forced his ears to twitch, any rustling of pages made him turn his eyes towards her. There wasn't a motion or sound that she could perform that didn't catch his full and immediate attention. It got to the point that when the teacher finally spoke up he almost missed her words, missed her instructions, but somehow in the back of his mind this fox was still paying attention to class and with that single point of focus he knew what had been announced by the woman in authority.

"Everyone split up into groups of four." It was a simple instruction, one that would lead to plenty of interesting and crazy experiments that seemed to happen in high school classrooms, but that didn't stop his immediate response.

"Dibs on Beth!" He called out, announcing his claim over her as a partner despite the fact that two others would be joining them his eyes were on hers.

He was there in an instant, this fox seeming to step through the classroom with strides saved for the pleasures of leaving this building at the end of the day and here he was using them to close in on the woman he couldn't get off of his mind. With a fast scoot he'd take the seat beside her, something he was pleased to hear her giggle about due to his overly eager motions. There was no denying that she had been spending far longer admiring him than he had her, but that would continue to be her secret, something he'd have to find out on his own. The other two that joined them were her other friends in the room, two girls that had known this jackaless for some time and couldn't help but take a liking to the fact that her long time attraction was finally being noticed and returned.

It took no time for the teacher to pass out the necessary materials for the simplest studies of the construction of cells and how they look. The task was for one of them to sacrifice a few cells from the mouth and then share a microscope around so that the others could see what they look like in a living environment, but all Nick could notice was the sight of how Beth had changed her clothes since the last time he'd seen her. No longer wearing white her class at the gym had left her with a tight red shirt that hugged her frame and squeezed around her supple breasts while a pair of black stretchy pants strained against her seated position and how her butt was forced to fill them. Even this fox wasn't sure if her canine rear could be contained in those Yoga pants without the fabric buckling and tearing away, but so far the pants seemed to be doing their best despite the obvious battle for survival it was putting up.

It was hard to miss the fact that Nick's attention had mostly turned his head towards the direction of that butt, and Beth clearly noticed this as well leaving her fingers to scoop down under the already dangerously stretched pant rim. For a second a digit from each hand would fish around just under this bit of folded fabric only for her to pull her hands back up and with them hooked on her fingers were the two straps of what had to be the most purple colored thong he'd ever seen. The color of it shown perfectly against both the black and the red that made up the rest of her visible outfit and as they were pulled up her hips would be pulled up with it. This allowed her lower back to arch only slightly as her tail moved out of the way to give him the perfect view that he was so clearly wanting to experience. The thong dug down, being devoured by the thick and juicy cheeks that were still hidden away behind black yoga pants that only slightly hinted at her already black fur making the pants all the more of a tease. When she released those straps they would snap down against her, biting down at the top of her rear, her waist, and that which couldn't be seen her thighs. These two bits of fabric were so tight that they made a clear line to cut off the rest of her as if instructing his sight to remain where she wanted it on that impressive butt of hers.

"Nick... Nick?" The honey tone of that dark angel's voice spoke out to get his attention, "Nick."

In a gasp he'd finally blink, his attention snapping back to the beautiful face that couldn't help but smile at him, "Huh?"

"You want to look at these cells?" It was a question that came quickly and unexpectedly, but while he'd rather look at a much more important display the class work was to study up on these cells and see what they look like.

"Umm, yeah, yeah sure!" he spoke fast, his hand gripping the scope so that he could look through the lens. This required him to stand up to do so, but he didn't linger.

The giggling from all three girls that followed caught his attention and made him look up from this gathering of small circles compact together in such a tight space, but as he turned away from the microscope their laughter would slow to an immediate stop. It was a strange situation, but before he could ask about any of it that loud tone of a bell blared through the speakers announcing the end of class. Usually this was his favorite part of the day, the day that the work was over and he could finally go home to his real interests, but this time he felt almost saddened by it, the call of this day ending telling him that he'd have to leave instead of inviting him to do so and that meant it would be another day before he could see this amazing girl once again. His interests had changed.

As he moved back to his bag to pack his things the class was already empty by the time he finally zipped his bag up, but he wasn't alone in this open room.

"Hey Nick." The same voice as before called into his ear, the woman standing close beside him catching him off guard even as he turned towards her. "I'm having a bit of trouble in this class. Do you think you could come by my place sometime and help me study a little?"

The swaying motion of her body, the way her shoulders twisted from one side to the next only to turn back seemed to mimic that of her tail flowing slowly and invitingly like a standing clock. This pulled her hips with it, creating a full body swing that either started with the hips or ended there, but the way he watched her it was hard to tell. Her chin was dropped, and out of the half closed vision of her eyes her plead was made more apparent.

"I'd like that." He replied to her maybe a bit too quickly before correcting himself, "I mean, sure. That sounds like a lot of fun."

This response bright a bright smile to her face and with her hand scooping through her own bag she'd quickly pull out her cell phone to hold it in front of her. "Ok, what's your number?"

The question almost came to him by surprise, but he didn't hesitate, the fox answering with his memorized numbers in the same way that he'd recited it more than plenty of times before and with an audible clicking she'd put each number in place even typing a few things into the phone after to secure the message. By the time they separated to go their own way she'd head off to her own home and he to his, but only halfway there he'd get a buzzing in his pocket. His own phone had gotten a message that the metallic roof of the school building had blocked him from receiving earlier. A message from an unknown number. A message being nothing more than two symbols. The image of a kissing face and a large bright red heart.

* * *

"Why don't you come on over?"

Was the message Nick received just past the afternoon in the midst of a bright Sunday. They'd been chatting since exchanging numbers, having traded their flirtatious social talks at school for ones of fast thumb dexterity flying across an illuminated, hand-held screen. Every statement highlighted with a relevant symbol as their words poked and prodded in an attempt to get to know one another. It shouldn't have been a surprise to him to receive such a message from her, to get word that she wanted this fox to come to her place and visit her. It was a message that he'd been hoping for, one that he'd been waiting for, one that they'd traded messages back and forth for. Even now the excitement had never left him leaving this fox to step forward towards her home while he looked over it with studying careful eyes. His phone was still clutched tightly in his hand with the message open as if any movement he'd take to put it away or close the window would cause her to instantly lose interest in her own invitation. Crazy? Silly? Paranoid? It wasn't a risk that Nick was willing to take, not when he was so close to meeting this amazing jackaless once again.

Of course standing here in front of this wooden blockade with brass knob wouldn't do much good, not when he had to let this girl know that he was here. Nick was sure that Beth was waiting, but even now couldn't decide on which outfit she might be wearing. Another sweater? Another pair of yoga pants? Tight fitting jeans that creak when she bends over? Maybe something more like a skirt. The options were endless, and while he knew he needed to make his presence known the fox also couldn't get her out of his mind long enough to focus on what he needed. By the time his hand rose up to tuck those fingertips against his palm his wrist was already rolling forward. Three consecutive knocks echoed off of the door making him question if he'd knocked too loudly, or too softly. Why was he second guessing himself so much anyway? This wasn't like him, he wasn't the kind of guy that would overthink all of these things at once. But before he could get any kind of answer that door opened, and behind it stood the beauty he'd come to see.

The smile on her face showed that she'd been expecting him, hoping for him, wanting him to arrive, and while she stood there that smile rolled itself into a knowing and delicious smirk.

"Hey Nick, glad you could come." She told him, working to be casual based on welcoming lines she'd heard half a million times from different TV shows. 'Glad you could come', that's what they always say, right? "Come on in!"

The fox smiled back to her, so nervous before but after seeing her so relaxed and regaining his confidence. Somehow just witnessing this canine made him feel more at ease, less worried about messing up, like he could do anything. The invitation that brought him here was nothing compared to the invitation to enter her home, but even when she turned away from him his eyes couldn't help but study the outfit that she was wearing possibly just for him. At first he saw the yellow straps of her bra, but those were somewhat hidden away behind a white tank top as tight around her as a sock would be around her ankle. Hugging her, clinging to her, and just barely unable to reach those pair of yoga pants. The blue rim that made up the elastic band hugged her, digging into the top side of her hips in order to squeeze her center tight. What came next was the wide display of a lovely pair of cheeks, big, firm, luscious, succulent, and above all stretching the letters on the butt of her pants so that across the wide plain it would read "TNA" in the most elongated way possible. It was a sight that made his knees shake, his breath exit his lungs, his eyes widen with surprise and amazement. He'd seen her wear yoga pants before, but this was an entirely different level. It was almost like he was seeing it for the first time.

Everything came into him resisting the sensation to reach out and touch that butt, to wrap his arms around her and tell her how outstanding she looked, but he couldn't, he had to play it cool. She'd asked him to come over to study, right? If he read things wrong then he might as well kiss his reputation goodbye. No, if something like that was going to happen he had to be certain. He couldn't afford to leave it to chance. Even when she walked past him those eyes remained on those letters, reading them over and over again, studying them, looking at every slight movement they made as her hips bounced from one side to the next from each step she took. The amazing view was almost too much for him, and then she started climbing the stairs up to her room. Suddenly those hips were at eye level, he could see those cheeks almost clearly through her pants, through the curve of her butt, and that made him stagger his breath all the more while his jaw almost dropped.

When Beth's head turned back over her shoulder she'd speak to him softly, almost cooing at him, "Come on upstairs. We can study in my room, Nick."

The way she said his name, the way her steps continued, the way she invited him to her room. The front of his pants felt so tight now while his figure shuddered to try and contain himself. Even walking up the stairs to follow her seemed difficult as her teasing had caused such a reaction below his belt that he was worried she'd notice.

* * *

When the door closed behind him Nick could barely believe where he was standing, the sight of this room on the second to first door at the top of the steps brought him to realize just how white her walls really were. The shape of this room was interesting enough with it copying the usual rectangular shape, but here there was a small alcove carved out at the side of the room. A small addition to what would be a basic and usual room shape so that the window leading outside to the roof could be seen and noticed. Even when the light shined in through it across the cream colored carpet this white heaven of a room wasn't empty. This buildings personal angel occupied it, but so did a desk against the wall with a door, a closet that was likely best to remain closed for now, a dark brown dresser with a few less interesting or unexpected things covering the top of it so not to block the mirror that rested bolted to the back. But it was the two nightstands that existed on either side of this bed that really got his attention. Wood just as dark as the dresser, but hidden by the draping of a red and black comforter.

The black sheets that existed underneath were barely noticeable at least not with the amazing display of a sultry and succulent jackaless resting across the length of it. Already she had her books pulled out, set on the surface of the bed where she felt most comfortable, but even as Beth smirked up to the fox that had followed her in here she didn't so anything about joining her and so standing in the middle of the floor he remained until invited.

"Nick, you can't tutor me from over there. Come on." she said sweetly, her dark hand patting the surface of the mattress while her thick, juicy, large butt sunk into it.

The fox didn't need any more invitation than that, quickly moving to climb across it's surface while she watched. He wanted to try and remain professional, to keep this at whatever pace she wanted to explore, but even with this the dark canine woman was impossible to read. In her own mind she was being playful, she was being teasing, but in his he couldn't tell any of that.

Clearing his throat he'd think about the lesson at hand, moving to take hold of the standard issued text book to see what she'd opened it to, "So, what are you having trouble with?" He asked quickly, turning a page to one that they'd actually covered in a recent class.

"I think I'm having some trouble with matter. They say that you can't put something into a space than it can handle, right?"

"Yeah, I guess..." he responded, a bit confused and turning his gaze up to her.

"But then how do you explain how I got these thighs into these pants?"

Immediately his attention dropped, lowered down to the display of that stretched fabric fighting to contain those thick and meaty bits of round leg. The sight of it alone forcing his eyes to widen just that little bit more. He could feel his heart throbbing, his pulse racing.

"I think some research is needed to test your theory." She sneakily spoke to him, somehow managing to get that little bit closer to him and even grip onto his wrist in order to bring his hand up against her leg from her knee.

Higher and higher she'd guide him, forcing that hand across the curve of her yoga pant clad thigh. The covering provided no protection, but it also provided no delusion as to what her leg felt like, even when he tensed his fingers to gently squeeze down on the softness of her muscle and what made it worth squeezing. By the time his other hand came up to join the first he'd already been thoroughly studying her thigh, taking the time to look over both while each squeeze, each squish, each rub would draw a soft cooing moan from her breath. Her teeth bit into her bottom lip, pulling it up into her mouth while she leaned back just enough to give him access to her full set of legs. Those knees rising between them which forced the fox to reach his hand around her entire leg just to keep rubbing up and down at those thighs, but that wasn't all. Through these yoga pants he could see so much. It hugged her muff perfectly, it clung to her hips, and especially that enormous butt, and with a single lean to join into hers this vulpine would bring himself down between those huge, thick, and juicy thighs. His hand's grip had changed, no longer just reaching for her sultry legs, but scooping his digits under her so that he could feel at her pant clad rump. Each cheek was far more than he could hold in one hand, but the way that his fingers sunk into her lovely butt as he gripped it forced his breath to leave his body in a deep and lusty gasp.

Already the front of his pants were tight, the jeans he had decided to wear up here trying their best to contain the ever thickening meat hidden within, and even though Beth could look down between them, allow her eyes to follow the line of their bodies, even she couldn't hide her blushing cheeks when she saw that growing bulge lowering with his hips down deeper and deeper towards it's proper place at the root of her thighs that had started it all. By the time she felt that thick lump at the front of his pants press her already drenched mound the grind that followed forced her long ears to fold back and her hands to lift up and pull this man down against her, the softness of the rest of her body acting like an addition to the bed that they were both resting on.

"N.. Nick.." She said softly, almost panting her words from the heat shared between them, but his name was all he needed to know what she wanted. "Let me roll over..."

Her request was answered by his hips pulling from hers, the soft touch of what would be cold air displaying their separation while her hand moved to the front of his hands just to unfasten and unzip the contents within. With a tug at his boxers that fat meat would fold out, flopping down to hit the clad pussy that it had just separated from, but it took all of her will to keep her pants on, at least for now. When she finally flipped her body she did so in order to lift those hips in the air, still wearing her yoga pants that this fox immediately gripped down onto. Her body felt stabilized, contained, controlled, and it only made her wetter even when Nick brought those hips up against hers once again. The long grind that followed flowed the length of his member up against her covered rear, the girth of her cheeks being pulled by this fox to wrap around his dick while each hump brought the head of his dick free from the containment that held it in place. Beth couldn't stop her moans, she couldn't stop her head from leaning back as her chest and shoulders were dragged back and forth against the surface of her own bed. Fingers even digging into her own sheets while she listened to him, his breath panting, his own voice rolling free in the tones of long moans that told this beautiful woman that he was absolutely enjoying that huge ass of hers.

When his pace picked up, that was when she knew something was coming, her bottom lip was once again bit as she whispered out to him to do it, to release, to give her what he wanted. It was like an order mixed with a beg, and yet he wanted to give in to both no matter what it was. Even through her pants she could feel the throbbing of that meat, the pulsing of it beating against her cheeks, her hot pussy, and even her tight puckered rear through those pants she was wearing, and just like that this pulse gave way to a thick and heated stream of bubbling seed that shot out in ropes of creamy white out from the top of her tightly gripped cheeks only to arch down across her spine, her lower back, and even those lovely yoga pants that she'd worn just to tease him. More and more came through, thoroughly covering her to demonstrate what he could deliver with the proper motivation.

"Oh Nick... mmmm... that was so much. You have any more in there?" She asked, looking at him over her own shoulder while she watched the glistening of his potent seed shine across her hips and back thanks to the light coming in through the window.

"For you? Oh yeah." he answered confidently, even licking his lips.

Her hands moved down to grip at the rim of her pants, pulling at them while having a bit of trouble getting them over the curve of her huge ass while his hips were pressed right up against her. That was when Nick started to help, moving to take hold of her stretching garments and pulled them over her rear in order to lower them. The fabric was wet thanks to a combination of his cum and her lusty wetness and with the yoga pants came her lovely and tight thong. At first both came at the same time, moving in unison, but with him pulling at her pants she'd grip onto the straps of that thong that clung to her hips so perfectly, that dug into the fat of her large rump so that she could make sure it stayed in place. By the time he got those yoga pants down by her knees she'd already moved the crotch of her thong to the side leaving nothing to defend that wet and shining pussy while strings of lust still tried to connect her flesh to the fabric that was pulled away. Nick could see what she wanted, what that gaping depth demanded of him, and with his still stiff thickness aching to go again he'd take hold of her hips once more. This time he wouldn't be folding the fat of her ass around his cock, but instead would allow her soft tunnel to squeeze him in a far more natural way while his hips drove in to finally connect these two together.

Her fingers gripped down far tighter than they did before, her shoulder burrowed into the comforter and her mouth hung open instantly as she felt herself penetrated, taken, claimed by this fox for the first time. All of the pleasure came from his wide girth stretching her tunnel, forcing her walls to separate in a way that she'd never felt before, and while this first thrust shattered her breath, forced her to lungs to quiver as they took air in and out, the trembling of her airway was followed by the rest of her body.

"Oh... Nick... ugh.." She moaned to him, speaking his name with no idea of what she could or even should say. Those eyes already rolling to the back of her head while each successful push would drive that dick deep into her trap only to be pulled back out until only the tip remained inside of her just to be forced back into again.

One thrust, two, three, seventy, she lost count some time again, not even caring about the numbers while the pleasure overrode her mind and senses, but she wasn't the only one enjoying herself. The tightness of her tunnel hugged him far tighter than any hand ever could, rubbing the full length of his shaft all at once and left this fox leaving his head back. Each forward motion would drive that dick as deep into her as she could take it, their hips kissing over and over again as if he was trying to penetrate through her which only rocked her body back and forth to make each following thrust land that much harder. It was hard for either to believe that they'd never experienced something like this before, that they had been ignoring these urges for so long, denying this amazing sensation that both now knew they needed. It was a pleasure that they couldn't turn away from, and yet already Nick felt that all too familiar throbbing starting up, the same widening of his cock as before, but this time it worked to widen her flesh that much deeper with his hips hitting hers more wildly than before. Beth knew what was approaching, and waited for it, wanted it, yearned for this completion. Her own climax already hitting before his while she cried out in wet need and sticky lust just in time to have her released fluids replaced with his own as she felt hot sticky cream fill her body in shot after roping shot that buried itself into her now collapsing and panting body.

Nick remained on top of her for some time, still gripping her hips while both worked to catch their breath, the sweat the covered their bodies now forcing them both to shine like the ancient gods they should have been studying about, but eventually he'd pull his hips back, releasing her from his grasp only so that he could fall down alongside her and share the softness of her bed. His dick still hanging out just as much as her ass was while her arm wrapped around his body to pull him in close against her.

"Spend the night, Nick. I want you to stay while my parents are out of town."

To this he'd nod, smiling at her beautiful and welcoming face. By the time he'd open those eyes again that expression had changed, now a look of worry on as she shook him awake.

"Nick, wake up," She said in a hushed tone while sounds of movement happened below them, "My parents came home early. You need to get out of here. Out the window." Beth was in almost a complete panic about this, but the fox would oblige, not yet ready to meet with the consequence of what they'd been up to.

* * *

It'd been a narrow escape on his end, slipping out the second floor window and down onto an overhang was quite the feat for this fox, but somehow he'd managed to make it, managed to survive and now as he sat in class his eyes looked around quickly. It was odd that she wasn't here, that his favorite jackal girl was missing from the next class day, but it also got him worried. What if her parents somehow found out what they'd been up to? Found out that she had him over? The idea made him sweat, but more importantly it made him worry about her. Of course, those worries went away instantly when she brought herself into the classroom just as the bell rang and took her seat in front of Nick.

"Getting here at the last second, that's pretty brave." The fox would tease, a soft chuckle rolling from his lips to try and hide his nervousness that still seemed to linger.

Beth turned back to look at him, releasing a giggle on her own, "Awww.. worried about me, Nick? That's kind of sweet."

From there this jackaless would turn her attention back to the front, leaning forward onto her desk so that she could hover over the book her teacher was forcing her to pay attention to. What Nick was paying attention to was the sight of a bright red thong hugging her hips tightly while poking out the top of her tight fitted jeans. Denim had always been a reliable material, sturdy, strong, but it did wonders for curves as well, and even with the pockets set on the round of her huge butt those hips were shown off all the more leaving this fox to simply help himself.

Just a few days ago he'd never have even thought about reaching down so that he could slip his hands into a girls pants. He could watch as her ears twitched, her body tensed, the shock of what he was doing right here in class making her suck in a stifled gasped while she looked around to see if anyone was watching. Those hands that gripped her rump, the way each finger sunk into her flesh left this fox smirking as he played and with a slow pull of those hands his fingers would easily hook around the strings of Beth's thong. A fast tug was all that was needed to bring more of it out, to show off that red lace for him to see. Nick had to wonder if she had worn this just for him, if this was here for her to sit in front of him and show off what he'd been enjoying just before.

With those straps pulled tight it even scooted her butt backwards, almost pulling her as if it were some kind of leash before those fingers relaxed, before he felt the softness of the fabric roll across his finger tips like a rubber band made of elastic and lace. The snap that tapped against her butt was nothing compared to the sound of her voice picking up from the shock of the string left behind by the loud crash, a yelp exiting her voice that only left her shifting her gaze from side to side in order to see if anyone had heard her.

"Beth, is everything OK?" The teacher asked at the front of the room, a question alone that forced a blush to her cheeks.

"Everything is OK, sorry." She replied quickly, immediately, not wanting to draw anymore attention than she already had. With a turn of her head she whispered behind her, still blushing, "What are you doing?"

Nick was still chuckling, even smirking wickedly to her cheeks, "What? You don't like it?"

She said nothing to this, turning her attention back to the front again as she continued to look around for anyone watching her. It didn't take long for this girl to notice that she was in clear and so with a movement of her hips the seat from her desk would scoot back, her body would lean forward more which only pushed that chair backwards towards this sly fox. She was almost completely under his desk now, at least her butt was, and this gave Nick the perfect view right down her already tight pants. He could see how that thong tucked perfectly between her cheeks, and how the rim of these jeans didn't quite hug her hips from this position leading to him being able to witness those large and luscious cheeks.

Nick traced his fingers around those straps more, the way that they hugged his digits, the way that they cut tightly into her hips, the way that he pulled at them to lift the strap right off of her so that he could feel every single texture put into the lace, it made him smile, made him want to play with them all the more, it made him bring his hips close against her own. Nick wanted to show off that bulge of his, wanted to let her know what he was holding and when she felt that pant clad meat pressing to the valley that was her crack, even through her jeans, she once again gasped.

"Alright class." The teacher interrupted once again, forcing Nick and Beth to draw their attention to him instantly, "It's time to separate, just split into pairs today."

Of course Beth and Nick would join one another, simply turning her desk around to face him while that knowing smile was on both of their faces. It seemed that their little game was up, that they'd have to start again next time, but it was likely for the best that they stopped now and not so many minutes from now when they could really get in trouble.

"Nick," She said sweetly, still blushing just a slight amount, "Can you come over after school? I really do need a tutor. For real this time."

* * *

Nick smiled at her from his place on Beth from his place on her bed, sitting there with her as both had their books opened to the same page. It was odd to be back here only because his mind kept flashing to his memories of what happened last time he was in here. The very image of that booty, the way that her thong wrapped it, the softness it had while he was pressed up against it, these things were still fresh in his mind, but the fox wasn't going to allow himself to get too distracted and fail at the task he was actually brought in here for.

"Ok, so when cells split into two cells it's called Mitosis." Beth spoke out, bringing Nick back to reality.

"Uh.. yeah! That's right. And if it one of the daughter cells has an error or a mutation then the cell will die, or Apoptosis... or it will continue to mutate until it replicates out of control and turns into a tumor." Nick adds in. His comment alone drew a look from Beth which he quickly cleared up with a clearing of his throat, "That's not going to be on the test, though."

The clarification wasn't all that funny, but the way he gave it to her, all flustered and quickly, drew a light giggle from her which forced Beth to smile right back at him. "We should stick to what's going to be on the test then, I think."

"Actually, I do have a question for you, since we're off topic anyway." Nick started up, putting his hands on his book as if pushing it further down into the bed, "I noticed that you only ever wear thongs. What's up with that?"

"I just like them. They're more comfortable to me... and they look really good." The ending of the statement was made with just a slight more whisper to it, just a little more shyness as if it was suppose to be a secret. Clearing her throat quickly, he noticed her standing up from the bed, "I'm going to get something to drink. Just wait here."

The fox thought it was strange how quickly she left the room, how quickly she ran away from this conversation, but before he could question it or even stop her that door had closed behind her leaving Nick to simply blink as he looked slid his way off of the bed itself. A few steps from this extremely comfortable comforter brought the fox to her dresser, his ears twitched as he listened out, unsure of when she was suppose to come back, but his question about her thongs earlier had bred other questions and this left him wanting to learn more about her choice of underwear.

The easy pull on that top drawer would bring open a brilliant display of dozens of amazing under-garments. Blue, red, white, black, each and every one of them folded perfectly so that the little triangle of a crotch piece would be setting on top of the straps connected to it. Not a single one of them shared the same pattern, the same texture, or even the same lace as every one was designed to tuck and fold, and bend in just a slightly different way that would allow this amazing drawer to show every one of them off. His hands shuffled through the drawer allowing that fabric to brush against his hands even as he pulled a few of them out just to further examine them all. This investigation was short lived as he heard the steps on the stairs, heard the knob on the door starting to be handled, and with an easy movement this fox would place the thongs right back where they were and close the drawer once again.

"Hey Beth. Are you o....k.....?" His question flowed from his voice when he turned his eyes to her, their widened gaze locking on her as he saw this amazing dark furred woman wearing a white thong and a blue tank top. Of course, that was all she was wearing with no pants to be had which left his jaw simply dropping while she moved back to the bed to continue her study. "You changed thongs-I mean clothes. W..why?"

"I thought you'd like it, this one is a bit tighter than the others, but then again it might not be mine." She giggled to him, looking at him with that knowing and sultry glare once again. "Now, why don't you help me study some of this, I'll just turn around so that you can ask me questions."

When she did so it was only so that he could see that thong cutting through her fur, hugging her hips tightly enough that he could see the bend of her cheeks against it. With her back to him the fox hooked his fingers around straps, pulling them, sliding the fabric against her body before a fast release would slam that fabric back down in a loud snap against her flesh. Beth called out softly, her ears folded back, her cheeks blushing, and her body shivered, but the response that Nick was happy to hear was the sound of her long moan rising from her lungs. Another snap, another moan, and every time her spine leaned back just a little bit more leaving her breath staggered as she started to bite her own lower lip.

Snap! He'd chuckle to her response. Snap! His body slid closer to hers. Snap! Those hands then wrapped around her, bringing himself against her body so that when she turned her head to look at him her lips would cross his own in a deep and lusty tone left over from so many hard snaps.

* * *

Nick's ears perked to the sound of her delicate voice lightly cooing in muffled tones, her body leaning back against his while his arms wrapped around her to pull her even closer. He could feel his groin against her rump, her cheeks inviting him more as they crushed and folded against his hefty vulpine bulge, but more importantly he could feel those soft and pillow-like lips brush across his, dragging his own time and again with every pucker and soft suckle that they'd share with one another. The fox's fingers traced her thong, rolling across the surface of it while moans and soft gasps were shared between them, when he hooked the fabric he knew by the motion of her body that she could easily feel his knuckle drag along her hips, this alone coaxed her to move herself, to turn her body, to bring him down onto the bed so that she could straddle him with that tight tank top hugging her upper body and that amazing lower garment gripping her hips.

Nick found himself looking up at her, no longer able to kiss her thanks to distance, but loving the view that she was giving him as that hanging top would give him a few view of her delicious soft tits. He didn't even notice that Beth was hard at work moving his hands, unfastening the button and pulling down that zipper so that with a single tug she could bring that already rock hard member straight up and right between those huge ass cheeks that had been waiting for him. Her delicate and dexterous fingers worked quickly to take hold of the lowest strap on her thong, pulling at it, manipulating it, and forming it into a circle loop to wrap around his thick girth not just once but a few times. With this in place his cock had nowhere to run, nowhere to go to in order to hide away from her motion of lifting and lowering those cheeks. This jackaless wasn't penetrated, and there was no way he could find himself inside of her from this position, but the tight grip of that thong did far more for him than her squishy tunnel could, at least it as a decent competition.

The fox couldn't see it, but she'd wrapped her straps in such a way that the small triangle that should be covering her muff was wrapped around the head of his cock, all while that girth was trapped right between her cheeks. Each one crushed either side of his dick to better hold it in place while she lifted and dropped those huge cheeks. This motion wasn't slow, wasn't even gentle as those hips rippled in place up the length of her lower back and then straight back down to the top of her rather impressively squishy thighs. Every hit drove him, made him gasp, made him pant, made him throb until finally the sensation of this tight squeeze was too much leaving Nick's head to lean back in heated bliss while a thick shot of his vulpine cum tore from his dick to more than overfill that tiny triangle that had been used to contain him.

Beth watched him pant, wanted him try and catch his breath in place and with a lusty smile she'd drag her fingers across his cheek as she easily giggled to him once again. "We should get back to studying."

Nick could only nod to this, not able or willing to try and speak. Even when her hips lifted once again he could feel the pull of those straps against his dick, rolling up the length of his shaft so that loop by loop they would release his cock until that same drenched crotch area gave a wet and loud slap that echoed through her room, trapping that cum against her equally throbbing slit.

"Ok, so Mitosis..."