A Roll of the Dice
Darine smiled smugly to herself, baring her sharp canines. Blowing a tangle of dark hair from her face, the she-wolf surveyed the circles of four furres, including herself. She was lucky they accepted her invitation, her friend Lassa, an albino rabbit, was one of the shyest peole she knew.
'Erm, Dar, what exactly is this party all about? You didn't specify in the invite what type of 'sexy game' we'd all be getting up to.' Asked Larimal, an exceptional specimen of a male even by snow-leopard standards. The way he spoke seemed half eager, half joking.
Darine started to explain.
'Well my partners in crime, I decided to mark my twenty-first with something a bit more experimental than most.' She stopped to look at their worried faces. ' Tongiht we'll have a game of the well known, 'Erotic dice.'
Their reactions were varied. Larimal smirked, and his expression showed he was already getting creative in his mind. Her mate Ayven tightened his arm around her posessively, displeased already by her choice, and Lassa had turned the same shade of pink as her eyes.
'Darine!' She squealed, 'What exacly will I have to do? I'm not going to, I wouldn't...' The bunny sighed.
Ayven twitched his canine ears in her direction and spoke.
'Lassa, it's only a bit of fun, you should let your hair down a bit.'
At this she seemed a little more mollified, touching her pure white hair as if taking the statement literally.
thw two wolves laid out a board, with numbers paired with actions on it, and a pair of glow-in-the-dark purple dice.
'These are the tools of the trade.' Smiled Darine, 'Larimal, which direction do you want to pick for doing actions on to start with?'
He thought for a second, looking lustily at Lassa. 'I'd say left, for now.'
'Okay, I'll go first, and show you all what to do.'
Darine shook the dice lightly in her paw, and rolled them onto the board in front of her. The action dice showed a six, while the location dice glowed a four. Darine pointed to them.
'A six here is a bite or nibble, and this four means whichever person next to me not being acted on chooses the location. What am I doing to Lar, hun?'
The large canine seemed unhappy for a second, then a quick grin showed on his muzzzle.
'What about 'neck' then, my little vampire?' He said, after seeing possible places on the borad.
With no more said the chocolate she-wolf leaned over to Larimal, licking her lips seductively. She drew back her lips, fangs sharp, and bit a little too deeply into Larimal's neck. He hissed a little, but it was mixed all too noticeably with a deep purr. Darine's short claws trailed through the white chest-fur as she went to recline on her cushion again.
'Your turn sugar!' she grinned happily.
Larimal's heavily muscled paw reached for the dice. He didn't shake them, but roled them casually towards the unhappy face of Ayven. A small growl was heard. Larimal knew what was wrong, but surely there was no harm in rubbing it in a little?
'Lesse, ah, 2...stroke and 6..that's chest.' He turns to his left, Lassa the albino, eyeing her less than ample chest. Seeing her obvious discomfort, he ignored it and smiled.
'Don't worry Lassa, it's only a game and trust me, you'll probably enjoy it.'
She wasn't so sure, but as his skilled paws crept under her top and caressed her small breasts longingly, she felt a touch of arousal. She gave a slight, stifled moan. Larimal took this as encouragement, but passed the dice over anyway.
Lassa gave them a reluctant shake, then jerkily dropped the softly glowing dice.
'Ah, 5...suck and 2 is neck?' She shook her head. 'I guess some of these come out a little wierd.'
She placed her small, warm mouth over Ayven's neck and sucked gently on his flesh. Making eye-contact with Darine, he made more than a small show of enjoying himself, to the embarrassment of Lassa. It merely made Darine roll her eyes. She knew how petty he could be.
Ayven eagerly snatched up the dice, rolling them with high speed onto the board, with a sharp clack as they came together.
'You've got to choose now Lassa, what exactly am I doing to Dar's mouth? I know what I'd like to do with it...'
He was interrupted by a quiet murmur of 'kiss' along with a hurried burst of coughing from the lapine.
The ebony male shrugged, and took his mate by the shoulders, pushing her down onto the cushions. He brushed aside her silken hair and kissed her passionately on her dark, chocolate muzzle. They stayed locked together for a moment, Darine's fingers running through the purple spikes of Ayven's hair, before he pulled his probing tongue back from the warm recesses of her mouth.
Larimal yawned audiably. Reaching for his wineglass he hoped he would see more action than this from his leather-clad hosts. Darine especially had a reputation, her overly sexual nature could be seen from her clothes, and he himself wasn't sure Ayven was the one to satisfy her.
Darine rolled sensuaously up from the pillows and peeled off her top.
'Come on everyone, let's spice things up a little.' She called, fiddling with the catches on her bra. 'Lassa don't give me that look, there's only four of us here, show us some fur!'
Lassa gave a brief, insincere smile, but allowed Larimal to remove her top. It seemed the pretty pink bra was staying for now though.
'We'll go to the right this time, lucky you Ayven.' The wolf's amibiguous remark was apparently ignored by her mate, but the 'spice up' comment had not gone unnoticed.
She put her paws over the dice, rattling them together in her cupped claws. Licking her lips wickedly she threw the dice onto the carpeted floor.
'hmm, five five, suck..genitals?' She shrugged. Bending her body over Ayven's eager form, she reached down to unfasten his pants. Quick fingers had completely undressed him in seconds, despite the clinging leather, and the gathered furres could only wonder how much practice she'd had.
While the others hastily reached for their drinks, Darine ran her tongue along the underside of her mate's hardening shaft. Watching her teeth she moved her long muzzle down over the length of it, then gve it a long hard suck as she slid back off his cock.
At his raised eyebrow she giggled playfully.
'Honey it said suck not blowjob.' She blew him a kiss. 'Wait for a double one.'
He sighed at his mate, though was still smiling and ignoring the sensations from below.
Larimal was already taking his turn, re-filled wineglass almost knocked over by the dice.
'Neighbour choose, that's you Lassa, and the other says chest.' His eyes fell hungrily on the exposed lupine chest, and he move closer.
Lassa looked quickly at the list of actions.
'Um, lick?' She said tentatively. The drink was obviously having an effect for her to choose anything at all without blushing uncontrollably.
With a glance at Ayven, checking his jealous expression, Larimal grasped both of Darine's breasts firmly in his paws. A long feline tongue flicked out of his mouth, moistening her nipples. The sudden touch and the now-cool temperature caused them to spring erect, encouraging him further. Eagerly he made long strokes over her nipples with his coarse tongue, getting several moans of pleasure from her in the process. The leopard flicked back his icy blue hair and lay back on the pillows once more.
Lassa rolled the dice this time, 'suck' and 'mouth' appearing on thr upright faces of the dice. Ayven turned to her only to be greeted with a drunken kiss. He made the most of it regardless, showing off as best he could for Darine. Lassa looked a little breathless when he broke the kiss, but reached for the last of one of the wine bottles anyway.
Ayven's turn was a long loving stroke of Darine's thigh, his hands wandering much further up than the dice intended. For a while the game stopped for drunken chatter andmore wine to be brought, but it was son restarted after Darine knocked an empty wine bottle over.
'Look Lassa, it chose you!' She cried, her voice much higher than was needed. Before Lassa could protest she had rolled the dice and started kissing up the bunny's soft neck. Clearly more embarrassed than ever, Lassa mewed slightly, but still enjoyed the feathery kisses. As Darine was returning she unclipped the bra Lassa was clinging to with her fast paws, and sat on it heavily. No amount of protesting would get it back, so the rabbit bashfully covered her chest with her arms.
Darine carelessly tossed the bottle to Larimal.
'Go on sugar, give it a spin. ' She slurred. And he did, only it pointed directly at Ayven. Rolling the dice cautiously, they landed on 'tongue' and 'neighbour chooses.'
'Be nice Darine.' He pleaded, with the best puppy-dog eyes a cat could muster.
'Very well, I do like my guy on guy but for you, let's just see you slip him some tongue, eh? See what kinda job you males do kissing each other.' She grinned, watching the clumsy clash of reluctant muzzles, and couldn't supress a giggle at the sight. She felt cruel, but it felt good.
The males growled under their breath, each coertly wiping their muzzles with thier paws in an immature way. Darine shook her head at them, never having seen such poker-straight males in her life. No sense of adventure. Lassa was in drunked fits of giggles, and had to be calmed down before she could hold the bottle to spin it. It landed, just barely, on Ayven.
'You two have fun, I'm gonna show you how you should really kiss a guy.' Said Darine, pouncing on Larimal and pinning him down in a rushed embrace.
This time Ayven was unaffected by her taunts, he'd had enough of them, tossing the dice to Lassa to roll. The double one he had been 'waiting for' stared him in the face at last.
Though Lassa was nervous and usually wouldn't ever have even considered such a thing, she had confidence from the wine and was in no shape to protest had she desired to. Ayven leaned over her, his huge shadow cloaking her. With all four paws on the cushion, he undid her skirt with his teeth, pulling it down fiercely. Even a furre like Lassa had to be impressed with the move.
Nipping gnetly at the fur of her inner thigh, he worked his way up, breath hot against her skin. The rabbit's arousal grew even in those strange circumstances and she felt herself getting hotter.
Ayven's experienced paws slid down her thighs and back, one of his fingers parting her gently to explore her moist inside.
He built up a rhythm and massaged her quickly, making her wetter until more fingers could slip inside, into the slick juices. His other paw was just as busy, fondling those perfect breasts and her delicate nipples, and then trailing down her belly to her clit. As his worked on those places, driving her into higher and higher states of excitement, he lowered his muzzle and licked gently at her fur. Replacing his fingers with firm strokes of his tongue he pentrated Lassa's body with wet, amazing sensations. Taking his attention back to her sensitive clit, he worked her into a noisy, frenzied climax, unlike anything her sheltered life had brought her before.
This pair was not the only active one, Darine and Larimal had moved on from simple kissing. The sight, sounds and scents of the passionate acts next to them had made them all the more hungry for each other. The snow leopard's tail wound around the bae of Darine's, caressing the exposed skin there. She moved further up, positioning herself above the cat's erect shaft, pushing down onto it with a lusty growl from deep in her throat. The sounds of their thrusting panting sex filled the room, mingling with Lassa's cries as they ground against each other. White fur mixed with dark, and the tangle of furres moved faster as their lust further posessed them. Darine clawed visciously in her passion at the feline's chest. She arched backward as she finally came, body shaking uncontrollably, and the only sound she made was a single, sharp cry.
Both pairs of lovers separated slightly, falling into comfortable positions and nuzzling semi-conscious, in the darkness. Darine's long tail flicked out as she moved into Larimal's arms again, sending the dice flying into the bowl of a wine glass, and the glass toppling to the floor. Even in the relative calm of the room, the fall of the glass went unnoticed.
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This is my first yiff story, and I have no idea if it's good bad or just plain ugly, so any feedback would be much appreciated, unless of course, it's just "this is poo." If it's poo, tell me why! Or I can't fix a thing.
Simone T