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A Series of Romantic Encounters

©2012 CarLOS Penguin

The Porn Star

The last thing Chelsea remembered was being at a party with some friends.

She met some fascinating people, but the music was so loud that when she got a drink, she sat in the corner, waiting for her date to meet her. She peered through the crowd and there was no sign. With a sigh and a feeling that she'd been stood up, she took a sip of the cocktail.

She didn't feel very good soon after. The room was spinning and she felt light headed. She looked at the drink in her hand and realized she only had a few sips. Her vision had coloured spots and was blurred. The glass slipped from her hand and hit the floor with a shatter. She went to stand and her legs gave out beneath her. She remembers hitting the floor, then everything went black.

She was waking up.

She felt nauseous, disoriented. Her mouth was dry and the room felt so uncomfortably warm. But at least she was laying down on something soft. A bed? She couldn't open her eyes, but could tell there was a dim light.

The dim light moved. There was someone with her. Was she in a hospital? Was this a doctor or nurse? She tried to move her arms, which were above her head and felt numb. She felt her herself restrained at her wrists. She went to move her legs. She felt those too restrained at her ankles. Her heart raced as she felt panic build.

"She's coming to, doctor!" She heard a woman's soft voice say from beside her. She relaxed somewhat. Perhaps she was fighting during the effect of whatever drug it was in the drink and had to be restrained? Though she was not heavily built for a vixen, even by her own people's standards, she would be able to injure most other species in known space quite severely if they weren't prepared.

She opened her eyes and blinked several times. The fuzzy outline of a Pegasiian female dressed in the uniform of a Terran nurse came slowly into focus. She leaned over with a smile that was not reassuring, but one of malice and whispered, "The doctor will take care of you."

The "nurse" ran her small hand down her chest and across her breast. It was then she realized she was naked. Restrained spread-eagle to a bed, completely naked. She curled her lush, grey fox tail between her legs, attempting to cover herself.

"Ah, you are around, aren't you?" A Pegasiian man said with a much more reassuring smile. He drew something from a vial into what appeared to be a needle of some sort. With fear building again, she remembered the device - an ancient method of delivering medicine by piercing a vein and injecting it directly into the blood stream.

The doctor turned to her, still bearing his smile and said reassuringly, "Now my dear little vixen, this will only be a little prick and you'll feel much more relaxed."

"What do you want with me? Where am I?" She asked, her voice trembling with fear.

The "doctor" handed the nurse the needle and leaned over her, an arm on either side of her chest and said in a manner that had her began to whimper with fear, "Me? I really want nothing with you.... personally. It's what the others will pay for you that is important."

Her chest raised and lowered rapidly with her breathing and a tear ran from her eye as he continued, "You are one of the most perfect examples of a grey fox I have ever seen!" He looked lustfully at her medium sized breast and running his soft, goat-like muzzle in circles on her fur covered breast, gave her nipple a suckle.

"Noooo, this can't be happening!" Chelsea began to cry.

She felt another muzzle running along her belly, giving gentle kisses. A hand gripped the tip of her tail and forcefully pulled it away from it covering her crotch. The nurse had taken an interest in her, nuzzling her crotch and began to lick her.

Chelsea panting in panic, twisted at her bindings on her hands and said to herself in between sobs, "It's a bad dream. I'll wake up soon! It's a bad dream. I'll wake up soon! Pleeeeease be a bad dream!"

She could not budge the bindings, nor her hands or feet. With quiet sobs, she resigned herself to the rape as the two pawed and probed her helpless body.

"CUT!"

A loud voice boomed through the room as lights came on. "Recheck camera angles, scene 47 next!" John Spear, the human director and producer got up from a table with two other assistants working a computer and several monitors.

The Pegasiian "doctor" and "nurse" had released Chelsea from the bed. She was still massaging her wrists when she smiled at John, "Did we get it that time, OK?"

John smiled, "You all did great, hun!" He gave her a hug and a sheet for her to cover up if she wished. But the studio being so hot, she just folded it and wore it around her waist like any sunbather.

John was a flamboyant, intelligent handsome fellow of Latin descent. His looks alone had given him an advantage at recruiting for the porn industry, of which earth and Pegasi were great producers and consumers of.

He also paid well and better than most production companies and treated his actors and actresses like partners in the company than just employees.

Chelsea giggled, watching Solara, the "nurse" rub her nose and sneeze several times in a row, "I think you're allergic to us Canisians, Solara."

"I must be!" She giggled as she blew her nose in a tissue.

Gere, her brother placed his arms around Chelsea and kissed her neck, "Where do you want to eat today?"

Gere and Solara were siblings and the children of minor clerics for the local embassy. Their parents assignment was indefinite, so they had no idea if they had time to do something permanent. He being 20 and her 18, they weren't permitted to just "lay about" like typical young adults of their peers with higher paid parents, they did part-time this and that until they saw the ad for porn actor and actress. "We only live once!" they said as they applied and were hired.

The three met in the waiting room for the interviews. They all got along famously and since the three were assigned work as a trio, Gere and Chelsea's on screen adventures carried off screen and they decided to date.

For lunch today, the three went to a sidewalk restaurant. An old fashioned cart with offerings that appealed to most everyone. It was a beautiful spring day and sitting outside was a welcome change from the rainy winter.

Solara and Gere had the usual Pegasiian fare of starches, fruit and vegetables while Chelsea's carnivorous system was satisfied by a cheese steak sub sandwich, "Hold all the bunny food" she asked politely when she ordered.

"At least I've stopped sneezing!" Solara said.

"Yeah, what's up with that? You never had allergies before?" Gere asked. "we had to retake that scene three times?"

His sister shrugged.

He smiled, "Mind you, you never had your face in my girlfriend's fuzzy pussy before, either."

Chelsea almost choked on her sandwich, then playfully slapped him. Solara just smiled.

While Gere and Solara for economic reasons lived with their parents, since he'd been dating Chelsea, he spent very little time at home any more.

Chelsea's parents were into real estate and she lived by herself in a small holding belonging to them, while she looked for work. As far as her dad was concerned, she was a customer service clerk dating the son of a politician. A "half white lie" that was easy for her dad to believe since she kept a regular schedule and the income from so very part time at the studio was nearly that of a full time clerk.

While she didn't live a sheltered life, she did want to live life to the fullest and "Try almost anything once! Maybe more..." was her motto.

"Speaking of that..." Chelsea said to Solara, "We have the end scenes to shoot tomorrow. Why don't you come over for supper and we can go over them?"

Solara came home with them after the shoots. Entering Chelsea's small apartment for the first time. The small living area held a well used couch, a small table and a couple of chairs. Fairly humble, but for one starting out, it was freedom.

Receiving the tour, the one bedroom had a simple mattress on the floor with a cobbled night table of a board on some novels. The other side had what she recognized as her brother's chrono and night light.

The kitchen was obviously where what little money had been spent. A well stocked sprige (refrigeration/stasis unit) and gadgets she'd never seen before.

"Pretty much moved in, hasn't he?" Solara said with a wink.

Chelsea shrugged, "I don't mind. He's nice to me and I didn't realize how settling the feeling having a lover around was until he moved in."

"Do you love him?"

Chelsea was caught off guard by the question. "I.. ummm.." She paused and gave a pondering look, "I don't think so. We're lovers and friends, but if he wanted to marry me, I'd say no,at this time." She studied Solara for a moment, "I guess... I'm living for the moment at this time in my life. Why I ended up doing porn."

Solara smiled at this, confusing Chelsea somewhat, but she shrugged it off.

The three had a dinner that night of pizza (the only food they could agree on sharing) and wine coolers for the ladies as Gere enjoyed a very dark stout.

Hours had passed as they read over their lines, few as there were and more opined on their positions and actions. Spear gave them plenty of leeway to "make the scene their own", so his films appeared far more natural than many others.

"What about this end sequence, how do you want to handle it?" Gere asked the girls as the three held data pads with the script for the scenes the next day.

"I'm auctioned off as the sex slave. Would you rather me handle that with tears, anger or fear?" Chelsea asked him.

"Since I'm the secret buyer, I would want someone broken, so I can remake them into whomever I want." Solara said, looking up at her from the pad.

"OK, So totally drained, exhausted, I've given up." Chelsea replied.

"As the auctioneer, you want me to be the unintelligible rubbish speaker like the humans?" Gere asked.

Chelsea looked over at him with sultry eyes, "Be a pirate. See if John will let me wear a collar and chain. Have me handcuffed behind the back. Jerk my chain as you call out bids and don't be gentle as you haul me over to the buyer."

Gere's eyes popped open and he pounced and kissed Chelsea who let out a squeak and a giggle.

After a long kiss, Chelsea reminded him, "You're sister's here, y'know."

Laying on the carpet in embrace, they both looked up and over simultaneously to Solara, who was lying on her belly with a big grin, head on her propped fist and swaying her rear from side to side, "Don't mind me! It's your house."

"You're such a little voyeur!" Gere said.

Looking to his girlfriend and flagging his eyebrows, "Let's go to the bedroom and get some privacy."

Chelsea giggled as they got up and went into the bedroom together. "You can sleep on the couch, or the floor. I have a sleeping bag." She offered as she was picked up and carried into the bedroom by her boyfriend, giving a little squeak.

Solara turned out the lights. A lone light remained and it emanated from a crack in the bedroom door that didn't fully close. She undressed to her panties and curled up on the couch.

Nestled under the borrowed blankets. Canisian's, even ones raised on earth, liked their domiciles quite cold by most other species standards.

She heard a moan come from the bedroom. Her eyes popped open. She heard it again.

She quietly slipped out from under her covers and peeked in through the bedroom door.

She saw the dim light of her brother's night light, lighting up the bedroom enough for a perfect view of happenings. The covers were off them both, her brother had his arms around Chelsea's wide spread thighs, licking her.

She had one hand on a breast, massaging it and the other on the back of her brother's head. She let out another moan as her pelvis quivered in the excitement.

Solara couldn't help it, she rubbed her own pussy through her panties, feeling the dampness through them. She felt her lips swell and clit tingle as Chelsea gave another moan.

Her brother lifted himself up, his tapered, carrot-shaped penis erect as he slowly made his way up Chelsea's body, kissing her.

She reached her fingers into her panties, massaging her own pleasure centre as she remembered the taste and scent of Chelsea, earlier that day. "What a lucky guy!" she thought her brother was right now.

She watched him penetrate her and in an artistic manner, use rhythmic and positioned thrusts that sent Chelsea into claw grinding, hip thrusting orgasm.

She grit her teeth and breathed heavily as she climaxed to her fingers almost at the same time she watched her brother thrust his head up in the air and with a hard ram of his climax, he had brought nearly upright Chelsea's hips as she saw his short, goat-like tail flick with each pulse of his streams into her.

Solara returned to the couch and under the covers, her mind full of the show she just saw, brought herself to orgasm again, biting down on the pillow to muffle her grunts. Imagining the soft pillow was Chelsea's body, she licked and sucked her fingers and quietly said her name a few times.

--

"Good morning!" Solara was awakened to a cheerful voice as someone pulled the covers off of her and bright light shining on her through the window above the couch.

She had been laying on her back. The blanket covered everything but a frizzy mess of dark brown hair and floppy grey ears. Chelsea even giggled at how cute that looked and debated on taking a picture. As she yanked the blanket off the short, plump, sheep-like Pegasiian girl, her topless form jiggled. She moaned and squinted.

Chelsea looked at the large, pendulous breasts flopped over to the side and admired them.... her species were more known for small-to-normal-human-sized breasts while Pegasiian girls usually had one overall size and shape - medium to large, droopy and bullet shaped.

"What time is it?" Solara asked groggily and sat up, her breasts swinging and bouncing as they fell vertical against her chest.

"Six." Chelsea responded. "Gere is getting us all breakfast from next door."

Solara got up and stretched, shaking her head and scratched her dark grey furred belly. She turned to fluff up and position the pillow she used and let out a little gasp. She looked up at Chelsea apologetically, "I'm sorry. Do you have a cloth?" As she saw she had left a wet spot on the couch cushion.

Chelsea smiled kindly, "I've had nights like that too. I'll take care of it." She folded the blanket and draped it over the back of the couch. "Since you didn't expect to spend the night, I'll sanitize your clothes while you have a shower. You can use one of my brushes in the washroom."

After everyone was freshened up and finished breakfast, the girls wanted to check out a clothing store on the way to the studio.

"Oh joy!" Gere said mockingly, "Clothes shopping."

"Why don't you head up past that tech store then?" Chelsea offered as she kissed him. "Leave us women to shop."

Gere didn't need to be asked twice. Being let out of such an excruciatingly boring hour because finally his sister was around to give his girlfriend some female company as they blew all their money.

"So, what do you want to get?" Solara asked excited as she looked around the store. Since arriving on earth, she had not yet gone shopping for anything other than practical clothes for herself. Everything she needed for work was provided.

"I dunno?" Chelsea thought, "Perhaps something will jump out and say, "Buy me!" when I get in there."

They tried on a variety of styles and made a few practical choices, but now it was "playtime" according to Chelsea. She brought a few pieces of lingerie in the change room. "Why don't you come in here and tell me what you think your brother would like?" She called to Solara.

She entered the cramped room and sat down on the corner ledge. Chelsea was completely naked and was holding up a couple of pieces. "Does he prefer the sheer look, or something a little more risqué?"

One was an elegant, sophisticated lace, satin and sheer nightgown. The other a burlesque style satin and pink lace corset. Solara smiled and pointed to the corset.

Chelsea gave her a look, "Of course! It will take me an hour to get in it, so he can remove it with a few snaps of his fingers." Placing the sheer on a hook, she slipped he arms into it and wrestled with the countless buttons. Solara helped her get the last few done on her waist.

"It looks like some... thing... is missing?" She asked, looking over Chelsea's body. Seeing the vixen barely taller than she was in something that flattered her hips and bust, put a smile on her face.

"You're going to make me put the whole thing on, aren't you?" Chelsea gave her another look and a sigh.

Picking up a hangar and taking the accessories, she slipped on both arm length, black gloves and attempted to pull up the black hosiery as well. "I think I should have put those on before the gloves?" She said realizing her error.

"I'll help!" Solara said, taking one of the stockings, rolling it up and came to the narrow, open toe with thong straps for between the toes, as was typical of Canisian foot garments. She sat down again, "Put your heel on my knee."

Chelsea leaned against the opposite wall for balance and placed her heel on Solara's knee.

She looked at the elongated, canid foot before her that was shaped into a delicate point at the end. Her well manicured claws were carefully painted with a brown sparkle polish and red glitter tips at the ends. Her small paw pad and toes were black and the skin appeared thick, but smooth and soft, rather than rough. The light grey fur of the top of her foot had a tan colour on the bottom like the back of her leg to her thigh, almost making her look artificially dyed, than naturally coloured that way. Grey fox Canisians were rare and very beautiful.

"Solara, are you OK?"

Solara was brought back from her admiration, "Huh? Oh yeah. I've just never seen your species' feet up close. They're very pretty."

Chelsea giggled, "Gere says I have dainty paws. But all fox vixens are similar."

Solara slipped the stocking on and adjusted the thongs between Chelsea's toes, causing her to jerk and giggle.

"Hold still!" She said, chuckling too. She slid the stocking over her foot and ankle and up to her knee. Chelsea placed her foot down as Solara worked the delicate material up her grey furred thigh. She repeated for the other leg.

"Almost done!" Solara smiled.

"You just want to play "dressup-doll" with me, don't you? Chelsea smiled. "OK then, panties next, please?"

Solara slid up the black panties and clipped the little strap that went over top of her tricoloured tail. She looked at Chelsea's rear and said, "This won't do."

"What won't do?"

Gripping the sides of the panties, Solara pulled them together and gave an upward tug, forcing a wedgie. "Woohoohoo!" Chelsea squeaked and giggled, losing her balance somewhat and placing her arms out, catching herself on the wall as she fell forward, bending over before Solara who was kneeling.

"There! Now it's good!" Solara said.

Chelsea's tail went outward automatically in an attempt to balance, draping itself over Solara's shoulder. She rubbed her cheek against the soft fur. The scent of her perfume gave her a cinnamon-mocha scent that with the light brown fur lining her under-tail, made her delectable.

Chelsea felt a nuzzle underneath her tail. Wondering what Solara could be adjusting, she looked down and behind. Solara's hands were on the back of her thighs, eyes closed, running her muzzle along the underside of her tail. She could see her nostrils twitching. "having fun back there?" She said loud enough to catch her friend's attention.

Solara snapped to attention and stood up, blushing. "I... ummm... your perfume."

She stood straight and raised an eyebrow, "Yeah, right!"

Solara looked embarrassed, ashamed and turned away.

Chelsea placed her hand gently on the side of her face and turned it. Smiling she said softly, "Don't be ashamed. You want to explore different aspects of sexuality, don't you?"

"I... you're not mad?" Solara replied, surprised.

Chelsea shook her head, "No, of course not." Leaning over toward her, Solara smiled.

She leaned a little closer, their eyes becoming softer. Solara licked her lips instinctively and in a moment taken, they kissed.

"Where the hell have you to been? You're a half hour late?" Gere shouted as the girls entered the studio.

"We were shopping." His sister said and looked at Chelsea. They both looked at Gere and nodded as if that response was self explanatory.

John laughed, "It happens all the time with my ladies, Gere. Take it easy on them, K?" and gave him a pat on his shoulder.

He sighed, "So, what did you get, anyway?"

Solara looked at Chelsea, who said simply, "Oh, lots to see, but nothing to buy." And went about casually into the change room to get ready for their scenes.

As the girls changed, Solara asked, "You got that corset ensemble. Why did you say that?"

Chelsea gave a grin and rubbed her hand along Solara's face, "Who says I bought that for him?"

--

Chelsea and Gere cuddled in bed, as they did every night they got to spend together. "Tell me, how did you get your sister to be involved in this? She seems so incredibly shy." She asked.

Gere nearly choked as he gave a laugh, "That is a huge façade my sister puts on. She's the big pervert of the two of us."

"Oh?" Chelsea said with interest, propping herself up over her boyfriend. "Do tell!"

"Well..." He coughed, as if being put on the spot, "The idea of responding to the porn ad was her idea for starters."

"She wanted a little adventure, huh?"

He nodded, "She browses the data-net for porn under the guise of "research" and if anyone is addicted to the stuff and chronic masturbation, it's her." Chelsea giggled.

"She's a little voyeur too! If I had a girl in my room, she would find some way to watch."

"How did you know that?" She asked, curiously.

"Because all the sounds of heavy breathing, one of it came from the other side of my door." They both laughed.

Gere made a "shhh" motion with his finger to his mouth, "She probably watched us the whole time the other night."

Chelsea thought of that night and it totally explained the wet spot on the couch. She also discovered that this excited her. This was not some steamy, acted scene to be watched by millions, this was closer to home, more intimate, far more real. She felt her nipples tighten at the thought of having given Solara her own private show.

"She is such a naughty girl!" She said with mock incredulity and gently slapped his chest. "Sooo, do you think she was interested in the sex? Orrrrr, maybe the girl? Orrrr..." She gave a whistle, "Her brother?"

Gere just smiled at her and rolled his eyes, "Good night, dear."

"Third time is a charm!" John Spear said as the three entered the studio that late morning for their post shoot briefing and possibly a new script. "Last night while we were in post production, we released a trailer for "Slave Bitch" and were amazed when we came in this morning it had over three million hits in six hours." He motioned for the trio to come over to his desk. He turned his monitor to them and explained, "And we also have fifteen thousand pre-orders."

The three gasped in amazement. Being unknowns and having been a small trio of "extras" in other shoots, John took a chance after having received a few inquiries as to whom the new people were.

"So, here's what I think we need to do..." He continued, "A series!"

"I'm game for that!" Gere said as the ladies agreed that it would be fun. They discussed a few ideas further, received their pay for the episode with an unexpected bonus and left for the weekend.

"I can't believe how much we actually got for that!" Chelsea said, checking her account on her data pad.

"Four days work and we made as much as our parents do in a month!" Gere said as he and his sister checked theirs. "I don't know about you ladies, but I'm off to that tech store. There's a pocket computer I saw there the other day I was going to finance. Now I don't have to." Giving Chelsea a kiss, he headed off up the street.

"We won't see him for hours." Solara said, rolling her eyes. "He'll blow it all in one place."

"Let's grab lunch and we'll see what we can spend ours on." Chelsea offered.

"That roadside cart, or how about some place..." Solara said, putting on a posh accent and pointing to a patio lounge up the street, "More fancy?"

"Why not?" Chelsea smiled and the two were off.

Finishing their main course and wiping their mouths on the embroidered cloth serviettes, they finished their wine and gave a satisfied sigh.

"So, tell me..." Solara began with a grin, "What did you mean when you said that you didn't buy that lingerie for my brother?"

Chelsea grinned, having expected the question from her friend sooner or later, "Seems to me the one really turned on by it, was you."

Solara raised an eyebrow, "What makes you think I would be interested in another female?"

Chelsea chuckled at the straight-faced question, "Well sweetie, for one thing, your a lovely kisser. Dare I say as good as your brother."

Solara smiled, flattered.

"And another, you were damn good at eating me during that scene where I was tied to the table." She watched Solara's eyes widen. "Had you not been interrupted with those sneezes, I damn near came to that tongue of yours that was far too practised for you to not have done that before."

Solara covered her mouth and had the expression of a girl that had been "busted".

"And finally, you were saying my name the other night when you were masturbating all over my couch."

"Oh.. my.. gods.." Solara said, blushing profusely. Leaning over the table, she whispered, "You heard that?"

Chelsea pointed to her canid ears and winked, "These aren't just for looks, hun. Ours are the most sensitive of all the known intelligent species."

"And my brother calls me a brat!" Solara said and gave a pouty look. They chuckled.

"Speaking of your brother, I hear that you're the more adventurous of the two of you. I believe it, now."

Solara's playful pout turned to shock, "What did he tell you?"

Chelsea waved her hand, "Nothing really... other than you like looking at porn and can't keep your hands out of your panties." She chuckled, "Or eye out of a keyhole."

Solara laughed, "Okay, okay, I admit... I have a thing for watching others do it. It was my idea that we take this job. Gere just wanted to make it with females of other species and experience pretty much straight sex with some fantasies acted out. Then he met you."

Chelsea cocked her head, "What do you mean?"

"It means, now the studio is just a job. He's totally into you."

She pondered this for a moment. Chelsea had boyfriends before, but like her, they were week long flings. "When you asked me if I loved him, did you mean he was with me?"

Solara shrugged, "I don't think so. He looks at you more as a really great friend that he's lucky to date. You are very beautiful and I heard him refer to you as his "trophy girl"." Chelsea smiled at the compliment. "And if you weren't in love with him, I was actually hoping something like this may happen."

Chelsea gave a wry smile, "You mean us?"

Solara nodded and looked fondly at her. "But I think now if he found out about us, that would be the end of his fantasy. Well, maybe even everything."

Chelsea leaned over the table, resting her chin on her hands, "Well sweetie, who says he has to know?"

Back at Chelsea's apartment, she sliped into her newly purchased lingerie and exited the bedroom to find Solara sitting on the couch topless, her hands between her knees, her head lowered with a demure expression. Chelsea stood before her, the black satin and pink lace trim corset looking flawless on her hourglass body.

Solara looked up at her and down her body, the sheer black stockings to her exposed toes with their eloquently painted claws. She placed her hands gently on either side of Chelsea's waist, feeling the soft satin, then down her legs. She stood and looked up into her eyes, placed her hand to Chelsea's cheek, which she nuzzled, "You look so beautiful."

"Thank you." Chelsea whispered almost wordlessly as she admired he softness of Solara. Running her hands along her hair, she stroked her large ears and down the side of her face. She had not expected such softness of the Pegasiian female's face. She stroked her again and leaning over taking her face with both hands, kissed her.

Her tongue was far softer than Gere's and tasted sweeter. Her long tongue exploring, tasting, she could feel herself being intoxicated by the contact.

She inhaled deeply as she felt her breasts being cupped, squeezed and caressed in a gentle manner only another female would do so. She wrapped her arms around Solara and kissed passionately. Easily as passionately as she kissed her brother, if not more so.

Chelsea ran her hands down Solara's back in a petting motion, to which Solara ground her mouth against hers in full approval. Reaching her well rounded buttocks, she squeezed, eliciting a moan from her friend.

Caressing her back, sliding under her elasticized waist pants, she felt her wavy furred tail and slipping under it, stroked her soft ass.

Solara moved her hands lower and was running them along the upper back of Chelsea's thighs, her fingers combing through her fur. Sliding her hands up and underneath the panties, she gave a firm grope as the two uttered gentle moans of approval.

Moving her hand from the rear to Solara's crotch area who spread her legs apart a little further, Chelsea slipped her finger between the swollen lips of her friend. Her warm wetness made it easy for her and she massaged the entrance of Solara's tiny vagina and sent her into an explosion of orgasm. Solara's legs gave out and she collapsed back on the couch, moaning in pleasure.

She pulled down Solara's pants, exposing her glistening, dark, wet lips. She hesitated for but a moment, never having gone this far with another female before. She knelt before her, Solara lifting her legs as Chelsea wrapped her arms under them, moving them on her shoulder and leaned over. She felt the girl's thighs on either side of her face, warm, soft to the touch. She gave a few licks, then sent her long tongue deep inside her, causing Solara to give a short scream and hips convulsing with a most intense orgasm.

Her breasts bounced and chubby belly jiggled with pleasure. She had wrapped her legs around behind Chelsea and pulled her in tight, just as Chelsea did when her brother gave her oral.

Her taste, her scent, was different than she expected. Slightly salty, compared to her own sweetness. A delicate, warm scent, compared to her own soft musk. Not only was it not offensive, it was pleasant. Very pleasant actually, to her sensitive, Canisian nose.

Solara rubbed Chelsea's ears and hair as she moaned and quaked. Chelsea had slipped her own fingers between her legs and moaned as she rubbed her own clit in her excitement. With one long moan, Solara gripped Chelsea's head and pressed her crotch into her lovers face.

Panting heavily, her body relaxed and leaned back against the couch. Chelsea leaned her head on her chest and embraced her friend. She held Solara's breasts to either side of her cheeks and smiled up at her, her long tongue slowly licking her muzzle that was soaked in her friends juices.

Solara stroked Chelsea's head and ears gently, "Thank you." She mouthed wordlessly as she leaned over and kissed her.

After a few minutes of cuddling and caressing each other, Solara laying on her lap, Chelsea's communicator beeped with a message. She had to reach over and pick up the device to read it, bending over the arm of the couch and leaning over the table. Gere had bought his new toy and was excited for her to see it and that she should meet him for dinner in an hour at a restaurant.

"We have to leave in a while and meet your brother." She said, replacing the communicator back on the table.

Chelsea gave a squeak and jerked her leg as she felt a tickle on her foot. She looked behind her to see Solara stroking her foot paw as she knelt. She gave a gentle kiss to her paw pad and holding Chelsea's leg, rubbed her face on her it. "You're not leaving empty-handed."

Solara kissed the paw again and licked her. Sucking gently on each of the toe pads, she gave little nibbles up her foot, making Chelsea giggle and twitch. Up her ankle, along her calf and up the back of her thigh, Solara nibbled and ran her hands through her fur.

She felt her unclasp the garters from the hosiery and slip her panties down. She moved her leg just enough that she could slip them off, then returned to her bending over position and raised her tail. Remembering Solara's unfortunate reaction to her hairs in her nose, she reached behind and with her fingers and spread her lips apart, pushing her hairs to the side.

She felt Solara's soft nose press against her and her tongue began to lick. Chelsea gave a gasp as the soft tongue flicked at her clit as Solara moaned and began to press and lick hungrily at her, becoming less gentle, but more careful than most men she had oral from, making the roughness a pleasant experience.

Then in an experience Chelsea had never before felt, Solara took her clit in her lips and sucked gently, giving her an immediate climax. She dug her manicured claws into the arm of the couch and tore the material as she gripped tightly from the intensity. Panting with her head and tail held high, she began thrusting her hips, instinctively and uncontrollably. With back arched, eyes wide and voicing a sound like trilling yips, Solara continued sucking and licking her intensely.

"Honey, sweetie..." Chelsea said between gasps, "P... please, st... stop.." She said as she was almost curled right around and tried to pull away. She felt her cease her licking.

"Honey, are you okay?" Solara said concerned, placing her hands on Chelsea's back.

Catching her breath and lowering her tail, she spread her body out and lay prone on the couch. "I... I'm.. OK." She gasped. "I couldn't... stop cumming."

Solara kissed her behind her ears and stroked her back, "As long as I didn't hurt you." she said compassionately.

Chelsea rolled on her side and smiled. Seeing her friends soaking wet face, chest and breasts, she covered her mouth and gasped, "Oh gosh! Did... did I pee on you? Oh I'm so sorry!" She looked mortified.

Solara placed her hand gently on Chelsea's mouth and shook her head, "No, no you didn't hun. But you sure are a squirter." She said with a smile. Bringing her soft, wide nose against the vixen's little button one and rubbing, "You're a wild humper too." Giggling, they kissed one last time. A long, tender kiss, before showering to meet Gere.

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They were finishing dinner. Though the restaurant wasn't overly fancy, both the ladies wore dresses and heeled shoes. "Springtime, spring of our lives, spring dresses with a spring in our step!" Chelsea had said all chipper to Gere when he complimented them on there appearance when they originally met that afternoon.

Gere was excited and seemingly went on and on about his new computer. Realizing at what a lousy host he had been, he shut it off and slid it aside. "So, what did you ladies do today? Do more window shopping?"

They tried to look straight faced, but smirked. "Nah, we just kicked back this afternoon." Chelsea replied.

"We talked and... got to know each other a little better." Solara added. At that the girls gave a snort and began giggling.

Gere raised an eyebrow, "Oh geez, one of those girl bonding days? Thank the gods I wasn't around then."

"You could say that." They said together and nodded, chuckling again.

Gere just looked at the two and rolled his eyes.

The evening light came in through the restaurant window. A breeze was kicking up. The clouds had rolled in and drops of rain began hitting the window.

"You two should get back to your apartment, lest mister "I have a new toy" go into withdrawal." Solara said, pointing to her brother who kept looking back at his new computer, hand going towards it, withdrawn and back again.

"And maybe I'll be able to catch up on some of my reading, now he has something else to paw for a change." Chelsea winked at Gere.

Gere went to reach for the guest cheque when Solara snatched it away. "Hey! Save your money kiddo. Big brother has this one."

"I can afford it!" She said proudly and walked with a confident, exaggerated swagger towards the host's station. She stopped, turned around and smiled, "I'm a porn star!"