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Laquine Skinny Dipping

by Zmeydros

(edited by Tiliquain and UBA)

Mauchay's night life was in full swing now that the rain had abated. Passing bikes and pedicabs made whizzing sounds as they flung leftover rainwater into their fenders, a street musician played a lilting song on her zither, and boisterous couples chatted as they headed toward shops, street vendors, restaurants, teahouses, and taverns.

Beams of light from the neon signs across the street illuminated my apartment with a pleasant spectrum of hot pink, red, and orange. The hot pink was angled such that it was reflecting off of the vacuum tubes side-mounted to the frame of my electronics desk, speckling the room with vibrant color.

Both Serchii and I loved hot pink and its nearby hue siblings. He normally went for a dark purple on his black thumb claws, because that let him hide his femininity in plain sight. A couple weeks ago, however, I caught him with his thumb claws painted a bold shade of fuchsia, but when I asked him about it, he got very shy. His feminine side was what drew me to him and I wanted to know why he was always so anxious when he expressed it, but I wasn't going to ask him about it tonight because this was our first date.

"I know I invited you over to my place for sex, but that was more teasing than anything. We could just talk," I said to Serchii while putting away some clothes to make room on the bed for me to sit.

He looked up from picking lint out of his fluffy raccoon tail and sighed. Not having an activity to occupy them, his hands gestured with nervous energy as he spoke, "It might be better if we just talked. I'm still trying to get my head around us dating."

"I totally understand," I said.

"Sorry. I wish I was up for sex tonight."

"Ehh, it's fine. I'm an exceptionally horny bunny. Nineteen times out of twenty, I'm going to want sex." As I sat on the bed, I had to spread my legs wide to avoid sitting on my massive balls. I patted the space next to me, inviting Serchii to sit.### "That's why I always have multiple people in my life I can get that from."##

"Is it odd that I often get this feeling that promiscuity is wrong somehow?" he asked, as he took a seat next to me. "When I think about it, I don't have an issue with it, but it's hard to get over that feeling."

"Not odd at all, I used to feel that way. My parents were big into the whole, 'Don't reinforce bunny stereotypes,' thing. Not only did I have to fight them, I had to fight those ideas in my own head before I had the courage to get my needs met."

"Did your parents ever come around?"

I nodded, putting my right arm around him. "The hardest part for them was getting over their fears about what their friends would think. The hardest part for me was wishing I was normal so I could make everyone's life easier."

"I know what that feels like." Serchii put an arm around me.

"When you think about it, keeping tabs on the sex lives of friends and family members is a bit creepy. Like, the only people who should care about your sex life are the people you're fucking."

He laughed.

"Sex is a physical need, but it's treated so strangely." I said. "If you're hungry, people are quick to provide food. If you're cold, they'll give you a blanket. If you're out in a monsoon, they'll let you take shelter in their home. But if you desperately need cock, suddenly it's their job to stop you?"

"Huh, I've never thought about it that way." He sighed. "I wish I was as comfortable with myself as you are."

"Not sure I'm that comfortable with myself right now. I'm having to spread my legs wide apart simply to sit on my bed," I said.

He looked down at the fabric of my shorts, which was being stretched dramatically by my grapefruit-sized balls. Then his foot started tapping on the floor as his scent got a bit more potent. "That curse does go dormant after a while, right?"

The head of my prick started pushing out of my sheath as he stared. "Yeah, but sometimes I have to get it off a couple times first." I changed the subject so I wouldn't get overly worked up. "You ever been skinny dipping?"

"I've gone to public baths and hot springs and back home we used to bathe in rivers, but none of that really qualifies as skinny dipping," he said.

"The beach behind The Leviathan's Bosom is a bit rocky, but it's secluded and almost no one goes there at night. Most people don't even realize it's there since everything overlooks Biendep Beach and this one's hidden by thick foliage." I said. "Wanna go see if it's empty there tonight?"

"Uhh, I'm not sure if I'm up for naked swimming, but it sounds like a nice spot to hang out," he said.

I stood up. "I'm ready when you are."

He got off the bed, asking, "Antsy to get going?"

"Yep! I love going for walks after it rains." I stretched my back and got a nice pop out of it.

After handing him my stilted shoes, I closed and locked my door. I led him down the hall and then out down the stairwell that led to the front of my building. He handed me my stilted shoes and then we both put them on###. At the end of my block, we passed the zither player whose enchanting melody harmonized with the kaleidoscopic neon sign reflections on the wet streets.

Between having to walk on the toes of my bunny feet and having such big testes, it was touch and go. Humans with tails and ears were trying not to look while morphs were a bit bolder in checking me out. The few pure humans we passed pretended that I didn't exist. I considered growing out my bust on purpose so my balls got less attention, but the glances at my crotch were making it hard for Serchii to keep his eyes off my package and that was adorable.

Less adorable was the way all that attention was affecting me. Being on vacation meant that I wasn't getting my sexual needs taken care of at the brothel and I was continually pent up. The head of my equine prick pressed out of my sheath, making a clear outline in my exercise shorts. I was having trouble holding back my arousal with my balls rubbing against my clit so much. My mare pussy was almost worse than my cock because my clit was like the end of a thumb and my pussy lips were so wet they were sliding against each other with every step. Even with all this going on I just kept walking as steadily as I could.

"Okay, we gotta take a left here," I said as we got to the large banyan tree that took up the lot next to The Leviathan's Bosom. Its long horizontal branches went every which way out from the center, supported by large columnar trunks. It had to be cut back every now and then so it didn't take over the whole city, but it provided a nice shady spot for picnic tables and benches.

Leading him alongside the banyan tree and down the path behind it, we continued down a steep slope. Only the thin crescent moon lit our way as the path gave way to cracked, ragged limestone. The moment the path got too uneven for his stilted shoes, he ditched them atop a waist-high boulder. I did the same, laying mine next to his.

Calling this a beach was a bit of a stretch. The pebbles were rather large and weren't especially round and big chunks of limestone kept the area from being very even. Ahead and to our left, an island rose abruptly from the sea. Covered in scraggly trees, some of which looked to be in the process of falling off, it reminded me of a wet bird in the middle of a molt. The moon's slender reflection danced atop gentle waves, connecting the shore to the island with luminous silver thread.

While Serchii took in the scenery, I started taking off my clothes.

Turning back to look at me he said, "This is so--" his eyes went wide.

"I could put my clothes back on if it's bothering you," I said.

"No! No, it's good!" He thought for a moment. ###and then pulled off his paint-stained work shirt.

Running my paw-padded fingertips through his chest fur, I said, "Mmm, feels really good to be out under the stars with you."

He gasped and then said, "So good."

My sheath and balls were up against his clothed thighs as I made him squirm with my caresses. When I felt his sheath stir against my front, I stopped and said, "Sorry if I'm getting a little carried away."

He hugged me. "You're fine."

Nuzzling his shoulder, I said, "Wanna go swimming?"

"Maybe in a bit." He hugged me tighter.

It was the first time he'd hugged me this way. All the other times, he'd been a bit tense, as if he wasn't supposed to get too invested in me. This time, his body was looser, holding me more naturally as he rested his head atop mine. In that calmness, the chaotic whisper of the universe was so close at hand that I couldn't resist feeding my zebrataur curse and my breasts started pressing out further from my front.

A couple minutes later, he let me go and looked down at my rack. "I forgot you could do that."

"I forget all the time, but then I get tingly tits and just go for it," I said.

It took him conscious effort to look at my face. He started to say something a couple times, but couldn't seem to catch his train of thought.

"It's gorgeous out tonight. Let's just enjoy it for a while." I stepped over to a big slab of limestone and sat on it, feeling the day's lingering warmth through the fur on my rump.

Sitting next to me, he hugged me from the side and I did the same to him. While we spent time in silence, languid waves caressed the craggy shore.

"Here I am afraid to take off my pants while you could barely wait to get out of your clothes," he said.

"I didn't start out that way. Take nudity for example: for a long time, I was shy about public baths and hot springs because of my parents' religion. That changed when I was a horny teenager and my sex drive just kinda grabbed my handlebars one night. I was sick of having to muffle my moans when I masturbated in my room, so I walked to the lukewarm spring in the forest behind my house and skinny dipped for the first time. Feeling the water's turbulence against my fur, nipples, and snatch was the most erotic thing I'd ever felt. When I finally climbed out to shove a couple fingers in myself, I came instantly, yelling so loud I was worried I'd get caught. After that, I was hooked on being nude and the threat of being discovered only made me more horny," I said.

"You have--" His scent got stronger as he stammered. "--have a kink for being discovered?"

"Under most circumstances, yes," I said. "And discovering another person who's nude in public is equally hot. My first time with a girl was a couple days after I'd told my best friend about what I'd been doing at that spring. When I got to the spring that night, she was there, jilling herself."

"That sounds pretty intense." He bit his lip.

"Yeah, she was in heat and had walked a couple kilometers in the dead of night to try out that spring. The moment she saw me, she was all over me. Heat tends to get one's body way ahead of one's brain." I grinned. "In a couple weeks you'll find out exactly what I mean."

"You're gonna run me ragged, aren't you?" he asked, his tent becoming evident.###

"Absolutely." I groped his ass.

He gasped and squirmed.

"With how shy you are, how did you manage to get into that sex club?" I asked.

"Avond gradually introduced me to the other members and kept telling me about how much fun it was," Serchii said. "I eventually felt like I'd disappoint him if I didn't join."

"Guilted you into it, did he?" I asked.

"More like I guilted myself into it."

"I've worked hard to have that sort of thing happen to me less even though it sometimes works out. I think we're both people pleasers."

"True, I'm glad I guilted myself into joining that club because I don't think I would've had the courage otherwise," he said.

"Pleasing people isn't all bad. Sometimes it comes out of trusting our friends enough to let them pull us out of our habitual bubbles," I said.

"Does, uhh..." He paused for a moment, thinking. "Does skinny dipping feel different than bathing? Aren't they kinda the same thing?"

"Ooh, are you looking to step out of your bubble?" I teased.

"I'm considering it," he said.

"The biggest difference for me is the context. When you're bathing, you have a practical reason for being nude, but when you're skinny dipping, your reason is purely hedonistic. It's also more active than bathing or soaking in a hot spring. The water flows around you a lot more and it's very stimulating," I said, grabbing the base of his tail.

He groaned until I let go of his tail, then he said, "No one's come by in the entire time we've been here...What the heck, I'm gonna try it."

Hopping off the slab, I helped him to his feet.

He grinned sheepishly as he pulled down his pants and boxer briefs, putting his toned thighs, sturdy frame, and thick sheath on display.

Taking his hand in mine, I said, "Okay, now we just gotta get to the water without breaking our necks."

His grip was tense, letting me know he was well outside of his comfort zone even though he was eagerly making his way to the water. This determined anxiousness was something I could relate to. So many times I'd had to push myself to try things I'd later come to love. The fact he was willing to do it at all was something I wouldn't take for granted.

As the warm water kissed my toes, a giddy thrill took hold of me. It had been a while since my last time skinny dipping and I'd rarely gone with someone else. Plus, I'd never done it while hung like a horse.

I let go of Serchii's hand as we both waded deeper and deeper, the waves lapping at our fur. The temperature contrasted the slight chill in the air beautifully and when the water got up to my balls, I let out a happy groan.

"Enjoying yourself?" he asked.

"Ngh! Yes!" I said as I got my waist submerged. When I spread my legs, turbulence from the waves tickled my equine mound.

As he got in up to his waist, he said, "The water's perfect."

"Yes, yes it is," I said before dunking myself in the water. When I came back up, I had to shake my head to get the water out of my ears.

Serchii dunked himself and then shook his head. "I can't believe I'm doing this."

I swam over to him and put my legs around him, hugging him so his sheath and balls were pressed against mine. "Ngh! This feels amazing."

He brought his lips down to mine and we shared a long kiss that got our prick heads poking at each other. Just as a couple of inches of his prick made it free of his sheath, I let him go and splashed his face.

"Hey!" He splashed me back.

I sent a bigger splash his way, giggling.

He sputtered and then used both hands to splash me.

I dove under water and swam behind him, reveling in the way the water caressed my, fur, nipples, package, and sex. As he tried to grab me, I nipped at his ass. He dove into the water to get his arms around me and we made out until we both had to come up for air.

"Throw me!" I said once we caught our breaths.

Chuckling, he grabbed my hips and squatted before he tossed me away from him with all his might. My balls and breasts flailed during the bit of air time and then I splashed into the sea. He wasn't able to toss me even a small fraction of how far I could hop, but I weighed a good amount less than him and his job kept him well-muscled, so it was still pretty fun. After he'd tossed me a few times, we were both laughing.

Swimming up to him, I said, "Now I'm gonna throw you."

He chuckled. "Sure you are."

I turned him toward the deeper water and grabbed his hips. While taking deep breaths, I focused on the universe's unique background cacophony, letting magic pool in my muscles. "You ready?"

"Sure." He seemed very unconcerned.

I grunted as I used my entire body to launch him into the air.

"Wha--AAAAHH!" he yelped, his feet soon dangling a half meter above the water.

Landing in a loose cannonball, he made a solid splash that sent droplets raining down on me. Then he bobbed back to the surface and treaded water while staring at me in disbelief.

"Sorry if I scared you." I said, panting from the effort.

"How'd you do that?" he asked.

"My hopping muscles, plus a dollop of magic," I said. "Essentially, you hopped instead of me."

"It's getting easier to picture you as a bouncer."

"Haha! If you had a good pair of hoppers on you, you'd be able to toss people too," I said.

"At least I know what it feels like to hop like a bunny now." He grinned. "The bit of air time was fun."

"If I take some time to recharge, I can do it again," I said with a twinkle in my eye. "So, do you want more air time?"

"Sure, if it's not too much trouble," he said.

Tossing him a couple more times got my blood pumping, which brought my arousal back in full force. My nipples, clit, and sheath were so sensitive that moving through the water made me have to stifle moans.

As I panted, recovering from the effort, he hugged me and nuzzled the top of my head. "I loved that."

"Feels pretty natural to swim in the nude once you get used to it, doesn't it?" I said, holding back my urge to grind against him.

He nodded. "It's quite relaxing when I'm not flying through the air."

"Oh, there's other things I can do that'll make it less relaxing, but even more enjoyable." I jumped up and hugged him tight, touching our sheaths together. "Things like this."

He moaned as he struggled to keep his hips still.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked as my blunt-headed prick started pressing against his sheath and balls.

Shuddering, he gripped me tighter.

I let up the pressure as I asked, "How did you meet Avond?"

Serchii said, "While I was painting the sign for his antler shop, he took every opportunity to flirt with me and I couldn't get myself to tell him to stop."

"Because you were enjoying it too much," I added.

Serchii's tapered cock tip pressed against my sac as he made tiny thrusts with his hips.

"Do various antler-having anthros make a lot of money selling their antlers when they come off?" I asked.

"Avond's place is kinda like a salon for antlers, horns, and hooves so they make money off that and trimmings from when they get their antlers styled,"### Serchii said.

"That's really cool," I said. "I wonder if Brintac gets his horns done there."

"Probably," Serchii said. "Its nearest competitor is at least an hour by bike from here."

A wave about three times as large as the ones that had been lapping against us immersed our heads as it made its way to shore. After we shook the water out of our ears, Serchii moved to a shallower spot where our shoulders were above water.

"So, how long did it take for Avond to get you to bend over for him?" I couldn't help myself. Teasing Serchii was among my top five favorite activities.

His crotch started throbbing as he dug his claws into my back. "You're such a bad bunny."

"Guess you have a thing for bad bunnies, then," I said.

"Bad horse hung bunnies, more specifically." He gave me a kiss.

I kissed back until we were grinding our pricks so hard against each other that we threw our heads back and gasped.

Letting up a bit, I said, "I'm happy to listen if you want to continue your story, but no pressure."

"I suppose there's no harm in telling you. Avond and I were sharing a beer after I put in a long day getting his signage finalized. One beer quickly turned into several and we flirted more heavily than ever before. Before we knew it, our conversation had shifted to talking about our dicks. Just silly guy stuff at first like, 'I bet mine's bigger than yours' and whatnot. Before we knew it, we were bottomless, doing some show and tell." A few inches of his cock were now out of his sheath, running along the underside of my shaft.

"So, what did you two do with all that horny energy?"

"Ngh! He taught me how to..." He paused. "How to suck him off." His prick surged out of his sheath. "And then he returned the f-favor."

I grabbed my length and pointed it up so it wouldn't push our groins apart as it got more erect. Then I moaned and bucked against him as I asked, "You ever had him inside you?"

"Y-yes!" he said, preing on my ball sac.

"Was he your first?"

He moaned and shook as he got to full hardness in seconds, his prick shoving itself under my balls and running across my mare muff.

My pussy winked, stealing my words the first time I tried to speak, but then I said, "Tapered cocks are great for training, but it must've taken several tries to get all of him inside you."

Words were out of his reach as he just buried his muzzle in the nape of my neck and groaned. My prick shoved itself upwards into the space between us until its girth forced us to loosen our hug. I thrust it between us, squeaking at how clearly I could feel our body heat through our wet fur. Thrusting his dick between my thighs and across my pussy, he clutched me against himself.

Between our gasps, we recited the sex protection spell together.

"As I am now,

As I will be,

I accept your pleasure,

But not your entropy."

"Take me to the shore," I said. "I need you in me."

He clutched me as he carefully walked up onto the shore, making his way over to the limestone slab and had a seat. Grinding my sex along the top of his prick, I slicked it up with my wetness, displacing the sea water. My muzzle and his danced in a fierce kiss as my prick got so hard it smeared his chin with pre.

Breaking the kiss, I lifted myself up while reaching down with my left hand to position his thick eight-inch cock. We both let out sharp moans as I just let gravity impale me with the whole thing because my snatch was fucking desperate. The moment I got him in all the way, my prick bounced, spurting pre all over his muzzle.

He was long and girthy enough that every little movement of our bodies stimulated my cunt as he thrust up into me. I bounced on his lap, licking, nipping, and kissing the side of my cock. Seeing me get creative, he started copying what I was doing, trying to get me to moan as loud as possible. Our hot breaths blew across my rigid length as our whiskers brushed my flare. The constant stream of pre leaking out of my cock drew our tongues and we ended up in a three way french kiss between our muzzles and my broad equine erection. The seawater that had soaked into our fur brought out the savory notes in my pre, making it even more delicious.

His knot started swelling in me, intensifying everything. As I shook my hips atop him and screeched, my clit rubbed against his sheath and my flare expanded. I clenched around his shaft, delighted by the fact he was staying in deep and tipping right over the edge.

"Yes, Serchii! I'm cu--AAH--UMMING!" I cried out. My dick lurched between us and my pussy undulated around his prick, sending blunt pulses of bliss through me.

As his prick convulsed inside me, he cried out, "Oh, ELARA!" amidst sharp moans. His prick sent jets of spooge deep into my snatch as his knot locked us together.

Both my parts going off at the same time, filling my vision with splashes of color and my nipples, clit, and the tips of my ears throbbed.### Waves of bliss crashed onto the shores of my mind.

My fountain of jizz got all over our muzzles, the tops of our heads, dripped from our chins, and sprayed outwards, showering our bodies with pearly white droplets as we shared my cocoa butter and pineapple-tasting cream.

After what felt like ages, once our bodies were completely spent, we could barely move. We sat in silence, lazily nuzzling my giant erection while enjoying being tied together by his knot. A few minutes later, my prick was slowly receding and we were no longer panting. The waves had calmed down some and the moon was illuminating the edges of puffy clouds, making bright curves above our heads. Due to the stillness around us, we could hear crickets chirping and frogs crooning at each other in some little pond hidden in the forest.

"After we go for another swim to wash all this off, how about you stay the night at my place?" I asked.

"I don't have any of my stuff," he said.

"It's not that late, so we could go get it if you like," I said.

"True," he said. "You sure you want me to stay the night?"

"A better question is whether you're sure you want to," I said. "If I get morning wood, it might push you right out of bed."

He bit his lip, squirming slightly.

I giggled. "That's the reaction I was hoping for."

"I can't believe this is only our first date," he said.

"Well, this isn't first time we've fucked, but I'm still surprised because I thought it would take several dates to get you to fuck me out in the open." I licked his nose.

"Yeah right, you had this planned from the start." He chuckled. "Not that I'm complaining."

"I didn't plan this at all, honest," I said.

"Somehow that doesn't surprise me either," he said. "Kinky things just kinda happen around you."

"It helps to have no filter when it comes to kinky things," I said.

"It's hard to imagine you ever being shy about sex," he said.

"True," I said. "Sometimes I forget I ever had shame."

"I wish I knew what that felt like," he said.

"Stick around long enough and you'll find out. It's a promise." I licked my cum off the underside of his chin and then shared it with him in a nice big kiss.

THE END

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