A Rainy Day
Rainy Day - © Ilphukiir 2004
The characters Ian and Maria are ™ of Ilphukiir
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-Well now that is out of the way how about I continue. This is my first story
-that I've written for public audiences, if you like it (or have HELPFUL HINTS,
-TIPS, ETC...) then you can e-mail me at [email protected]
-So thank you and please enjoy this story!!!!
Rainy Day
Ian was like any other normal fox, he liked to have fun. He had woken up this morning with high expectations for the day. He had planned to go swimming with his friends, but it started to rain. Nothing too bad at first but in a half-hour nothing bad turned to a downpour. And on top of that, high winds had knocked out the power in his neighborhood so no TV, or anything for that matter. It was just a horrible day.
Ian was getting bored so he went upstairs to take a nap. "I figure by the time I wake up it should all be over with", he thought to himself. He pulled back his sheets then laid down on the bed. "God I love this bed". He sighed to himself, and closed his eyes. Unbidden, thoughts about a girl he had seen the night before began to make his blood warm. A familiar feeling welled up in his stomach. She was the most beautiful vixen he had ever seen. He opened his eyes and groaned, "But she will never be mine", he didn't even know where she was from, he had just seen her at the mall and had been so amazed he had just stopped and stared. He looked down and to his surprise his cock was fully erect inside its sheath.
He lightly began to paw himself, stroking slowly up and down. He moaned at his own ministrations. He started to run a finger lightly across the sensitive head that was still hidden inside the sheath he moaned even louder at this. Now, he was extremely aroused and he started to think about when he had masturbated last, "Geez, its been a week.." At this thought he started to pull his sheath down to expose his cock. He began to lightly stroke his penis. Once again thoughts of the vixen from the mall entered his head. He began to stroke faster and faster. In his mind he imagined her stripping off her clothes for him, then slowly running her hands up and down her body, stopping to lightly caress her nipples and her nether region. He began to sweat, drenching his sheets with it. He imagined her stripping him down then playing with his sheathed cock. "God she is gorgeous", he thought again. In his mind she had his cock in her mouth and was slowly sliding his it in and out of her throat. He began to drip pre-cum, which ran down his hand and then off his hips, pooling on the bed around him. In his mind she was laying on a bed with her legs spread opening herself to him. He placed his cock against her vagina then slowly pushed in. He slowly began to thrust into her, and back on his bed he began to hump at his hand. He started to groan, the pleasure was building up so fast, and he didn't think he could take much more of it. She was moaning in his mind, grasping at his arms, begging him to go faster and harder. She screamed and her walls began to clench at him, he couldn't take it anymore. He began to cum more than he ever had before. He shot load after load into her, filling her up past what she could hold, it began to run down her vagina and her ass and pool on the ground. It seemed like it went on forever, but then it finally stopped, and he slid out of the beautiful vixen lying on the bed before him with cum running out of her and pooling between her legs.
"Oh my god", he thought, "That was the best daydream ever." He slowly opened his eyes, wanting to savor the memory of her. Savor the memory of her tight clenching walls. He looked at the ceiling and sighed, "It all felt so real", he said aloud. Then he looked down at himself and the bed. Cum was everywhere, it was like a firehose had gone off on his bed. It coated his fur everywhere; it was even on his face now that he thought about it. He was exhausted too, he wanted to sleep but knew that if he didn't clean up, he would wake up with his fur all matted together from the dried cum. So he went and took a quick shower, just long enough to clean all of it off, then went back and lay down. Almost immediately his eyes closed and he began to drift to sleep, but before he did something came into his mind. His friend with him at the mall said he had used to know that vixen. He had said her name was Maria and she lived several blocks away.
"Well, I think I'm going to try to get to know her", that was the last thought Ian had before he drifted off to sleep.
Well, how was that. It couldn't have been to bad, right? Well I might continue this, but I have my eye set on greener pastures, and more, shall we say, "fun" stories, expect more from me, because I love you all.
Well thank you for reading this and please e-mail ay comments to me at [email protected]