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Rooming With Michelle

Chapter One: Meet Michelle

Author's Note: Hey everyone! I'm back again, and with a little surprise! This work is a piece that came about because of my desire to right a nice piece of straight smut :3 I hope everyone enjoys it as they have with my other stories, and if the reception is good enough I will continue it. As always, please rate and comment, it's the only way for me to get better and I'd really appreciate it. Thank you for reading, and thank you in advance for rating and voting :P

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"And don't forget to bundle up! It may be October still, but it's starting to get chilly! As you can see, there is a cold front sweeping across from the west, moving directly through the GTA. It's nothing a light sweater wouldn't be able to handle. Moving on to the five day forecast..."

"Huh. This sucks." I let out a huge sigh, feeling my large, soft ears flop down on top of my head. I shift my slender body once more on the big black leather sofa, somehow feeling the cold drift the perky female rat was just informing me about. "Guess it really is time to start wrapping up." I mutter to myself, resting my legs on the glass table in front of me. Goosebumps were starting to form underneath my cyan blue fur. I looked around the studio apartment, the walls painted a bright green with neon orange stripes running across the top. My attention shifted to the black counters in the kitchen; no windows were open there. I looked over at the work table; the windows above the cluttered desks were closed as well. Looking in front of me, the windows behind our 56" flat screen LED TV were closed as well. That left the bedroom. I felt my body twitch. It wanted to get up, but I was much too comfortable to leave the embrace of my snugly sofa. I reached for the large bowl of Nesquik cereal, resting it in my lap, but making sure to stir it well. I liked the milk better when it was all chocalatey like the commercials.

"You know you're only reinforcing the stereotypes when you eat that, right?" The distinct sultry voice came from the doorway of the bedroom. Turning my head, I saw the naked cat leaning against the frame of the doorway, her long semi-curly, semi-straight black hair draped down her shoulders, the tips just covering her nipples.

"Ha ha Michelle, you're so funny." I smirk. "Oh my god, you're a rabbit, and the guy on the Nesquik box is also a rabbit! Holy crap, you guys brothers? Cousins? Is he your dad?" I can see the smile on Michelle's face. She likes it when I mock her. It's kind of how we work. I turn my attention back to the television. "By the way, you might want to cover up, the weather woman says it's gonna be cold today."

"Screw that bitch. She told me it wasn't going to rain last Wednesday, so I took her advice and got my hair straightened." She walked over to the sofa, hopping onto the seat beside me. "Guess what happened, it rained, and my hair went all frizzy. Life sucked. Had a hot fucking date that night too." She brought her legs up onto the sofa, bending them as she leaned into me.

"Yet you still banged her." I tell her, my eyes still locked on the television. I wasn't even paying attention, more like watching passively. I was more focused on savouring this delicious chocolatey breakfast.

"Hey, you know how I get when I get horny." She grabbed a brown blanket that looked hand woven and threw it over her lower body, covering up her previously exposed lady parts. She grabbed the spoon out of my lap and took a bite of my cereal, swallowing as she put the spoon back in the bowl. "Fucking breakfast of champions." She said as she dabbed her finger on her chin, wiping up the milk that didn't make it into her lips.

"What the fuck Michelle!" I exclaimed. All she did was lick her lips and smile.

"You know you love me Flynn." I sighed as she rested her head on my shoulders. I ran my small white paws through her silk-like hair. She was right about that, I did love her. And she loved me, but not how you think we do. Michelle and I have known each other for 20 out of the 22 years we have spent on this planet. Best friends doesn't even begin to describe our relationship. We're basically brother and sister, hell, it wasn't like blood could make us any closer anyways. Now, before you ask, I'll answer your question now. No, we have never, and probably will never date each other, ever. As for the other question I know you're asking, yes, we've had sex. It's kind of complex, but somehow Michelle and I managed to be that one duo that are fuck buddies and still great friends. Our success probably lies in the fact that most of our sexual encounters occasionally include a third party. Usually some hot broad Michelle picks up at a bar, or some hot stud Michelle picks up at a club. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever provided the third in any of our sexual escapades. Huh, never realized that before.

You can't blame her though. I'll be the first to admit Michelle is fucking hot. All she has to do is flip her hair and she has tons of dudes at her mercy. When she flips it twice, she has all the ladies in a line, that's just how good she is...okay, maybe I'm exaggerating just a bit, but it really is almost that easy for her. She's the only chick I know that has a natural set of DDs on her, and she flaunts it.

"What're you're plans for tonight?" She asks me, yawning as she rubs the soles of her feet. I chew my food quickly, trying to hurry up so I could answer her question.

"Got a date tonight. Chrissy, the blonde mouse from my office. I've been waiting forever to ask her out, and I found out Wednesday that she just broke up with her boyfriend." I take another bite of my cereal, relishing the delicious chocolate explosion happening in my mouth.

"Where you taking her?" She asked.

"I'm going to the new Italian place on King. I heard some great things about it on Yelp, so I decided to go check it out." She placed a purple paw on my shoulder.

"Spinelli's, right?"

"Yeah."

"Wait here for a sec." She got up and waltzed over to the cluttered desk on the other side of the apartment. I watched as she rustled through piles of papers and fliers, the clicks and clangs can be heard as numerous pencils and pens hit the hardwood floor. She grabbed hold of two large rectangular slips of paper and headed back my way. Plopping down on the same position she was just in, she handed me the pieces of paper that looked like coupons. "Here's two coupons for free appetizers and dessert.

"More writer hook-ups?" I asked.

"You know it." She looked down, spotting her erect pink nipples peeking out of her raven-coloured locks. "Holy fuck, it really is cold." She said as she ran the tips of her fingers over the hardened nips. "Damn, I could juice a friggin orange right now." I couldn't help but stare as Michelle continued to play with her bosom. Suddenly, I felt the cereal bowl in my lap rise in height. "Really Flynn?" She looked at the tent I was pitching with a look of disgust on her face.

"Sorry Mich. I'm a guy. It's just how I'm programmed. I see a girl playing with her tits and I get hard, can't help it." I smirk at my surprisingly honest remark. I saw the look on her face change, going from disgust to one of thought. I knew what that look meant.

"You wanna?"

"Yeah." I replied as she threw the blanket onto the floor. She pushed me back onto the sofa, moving my bowl of chocolate goodness onto the glass table in front of us. She manoeuvred her body around mine, eventually ending up with her legs on either side of my head, and her head in between my legs. She rubbed her paws on my bulge, getting my pink head to protrude out of my red boxers.

"I keep forgetting just how big you are. You see a small bunny like yourself, you would never imagine he has this hiding underneath his pants." She pulled my boxers down below my white furry ball sack, revealing the entirety of my rabbithood.

"That's because I don't walk around here naked. It's hard to forget how big your boobs are when you walk around naked all day." I reply, gently massaging her smooth, round bottom with my paws.

"Hey, if you got it, flaunt it, right?" She said as he ran a finger along my slit, evoking a small moan from my throat. The violet feline ran her tongue along the tip of the head, pressing it along the slit, causing my cock to give up some pre-cum to her. No matter how many times she gives me head, I can never brace myself for how skilled she is. She continued to work on it, licking the underside of the head with the flat surface of her long feline tongue, making me moan even louder.

"Aahhh...Michelle!" She stopped and turned around, looking at me with those fierce yet soft amethyst eyes of hers.

"Come on Flynn, you're supposed to be the generous one, not me, so hurry up and eat me out!" Michelle complained, pressing her naked cunt against my lips. Feeling the pussy on my face, I grabbed Michelle's ass and pressed my tongue against her snatch, rubbing my tongue against her lips first. Licking it slowly from bottom to top, I made sure to run my tongue along the outside of her vagina, flicking her clit roughly when my tongue reached the top of her pussy. I hooked my thumbs onto the sides of her cunt and widened it a bit as I pressed my tongue into her snatch, tasting her insides.

"Aaahhh!" She moaned loudly, her long black tipped tail swinging wildly from left to right in pleasure. Her juices swam against my tongue, tasting sweet like the exotic fruits she ate. Her face flushed of colour, turning red as she returned to my throbbing cock in front of her. Inserting the head into her mouth, she sucked lightly on it as she jacked off the piece of meat that wasn't inside of her. "Flynnnn...." She purred, the words sending vibrations through my cock. Hearing her moan my name like that only encouraged me to plunge my tongue deeper inside of her tasty cunt. I could feel her begin to descend onto my large cock, her tongue massaging the engorged organ.

She began to rock her body back and forth, her pussy moving up and down my face, matching each stroke of my tongue I gave her. She was really getting into it, and it wasn't long until I was beginning to feel the euphoria. I started to buck my hips up into her mouth, feeling the moist cavern engulf more and more of my rabbit dick. Soon our bodies were moving in a perfect rhythm. For every deep throating lick she gave, I returned the favour by slipping my tongue deep into her pussy. Her flavour became more and more intoxicating and it wasn't long before we were both going to town on each other. I ate her pussy out like a starved furry, rapidly flicking my tongue against her cunt before going deep into her insides and coming back up, only to tease her clit roughly. Michelle on the other hand, worked my cock like the skilled professional she was. Running her tongue along the underside from the bottom of my balls to the tip slowly, only to attack my cock with her mouth after, bobbing her head up and down roughly on my engorged member.

She was too good. I knew my climax was quickly approaching. I felt my cock throbbing in her mouth, warning the both of us that my thick rabbit milk was on its way. I removed my mouth from her pussy to moan her name. "Ahhh!! Michelle!!! I-I'm--" I continued my moaning as he forced her cunt back onto my face, reminding me I still had a job to do. My licks became more frantic as my orgasm came closer and closer. Finally, I couldn't hold back. I groaned loudly into the purple feline's vagina as I unloaded my seed into her mouth. Of course, she swallowed every last bit, showing her satisfaction with a happy gulp. She sat up, licking her lips to collect any cum that may have missed or escaped her lips.

"Shit Flynn! How long has it been since you touched yourself?" Michelle asked. I sat up, my chest still rising and falling wildly as I tried to regain my breath.

"I...I haven't cummed in a week." I tell her, my words barely audible through my breathing. "Damn, I'm out of shape." I tell myself as I spot Michelle get up from the corner of my eyes. "Hey, don't you want me to finish up?" I asked her, feeling confused. Usually she wouldn't leave until both of us had squirted out the goods.

"I'm good for now. Besides, I've got to go meet up with one of my employers." She said as he picked up the blanket and placed it back on the couch. "Tell you what. If your date with blondie doesn't go so well, I'll let you have another go at it." She ran her hands through her hair, fixing herself up. She yawned and stretched her arms up high, bending down after and touching her toes, her tail wagging freely. She bounced back up, looking at her twins to make sure they bounced just the right way as well. She placed her hands firmly on them, giving them one last feel to make sure they felt right. I never understood it.

"Sounds like a deal," I responded, "but don't come crawling to me tonight when you need someone to help you cum." Grabbing my bowl of deliciousness, I slurped up the rest of the cereal. "I'm telling you Michelle, she's the girl of my dreams. There's no way it can go wrong." She rolled her eyes.

"You said that about the last three dates you've had." She said as she opened the bathroom door.

"Yeah, that was different."

"How so?" She yelled from inside the bathroom. I honestly didn't have an answer.

"It just is! I can feel it!" I yelled back. I couldn't see it, but I knew she was rolling her eyes again.

"Whatever, dork!" I heard her sigh loudly. "Just be yourself and I'm sure everything'll go right. You're a very likable person, and very lovable. And, if you ever need any help, just whip your dick out, if she's a real woman, she wouldn't be able to resist." She was smirking, I know it.

"She's not a slut like you, Miss Bruised Knees!" I yell back, taking another sip of my savoury goodness.

"Shut up bunny boy! Last time I checked, your knees are just as bruised as mine! And for your information, I don't hit on other people, they hit on me. You can't lie Flynn. You know the last time I had to make a move on anyone was in high school before these sets of ta-tas came in." She was right, I hated it when she was right. "Now can you stop bothering me so I can shower? Thanks." Then the door slammed shut, quickly followed by the sound of the shower being turned on. Taking one last sip of my delectable chocolatey cereal, I tasted the bottom of the bowl. Letting out another sigh, I get up, picking up the bowl.

"I guess it's time to start the day." I mumble to myself, placing my bowl in the sink, dreading the day that was bound to happen.