Darrel the Counselor: 3
#3 of Darrel the Counselor
Monday, Darrel sat in his office, reminiscing on the fun he had with Kane. He looked forward to continuing the erotic relationship with the student. As he thought of his jump from modest Counselor to Child Molester, the door opened. Darrel looked up to see a fellow co-worker of the school staff, Gene from one of the desks, she answered the phones and took messages for students from parents and such.
She was a red furred vixen, the creamy color of her chest and belly went down to her rear, black socks on her hands and feet like an average fox.
"Hi, Darrel, got a minute?"
She said, closing the door behind her. She wore a business suit like Darrel, her's slightly more curvy because of her lithe form. Sitting down in the chair opposite Darrel's she leaned in smiling at the cheetah.
"So, Gene, what do you need?"
Darrel asked evenly, Gene just continued smiling. Darrel felt a little strange by her smile, it was strangely seductive and wicked.
"Well, I was in the neighborhood, and I heard some very strange things coming from your house..."
Darrel gulped, he had not thought this early in it all, he would be caught like this.
"I saw you that Saturday, with the wolf, Kane was his name right? He seemed to like being called 'Bitch' and 'Kay'...and you started making him call you 'Daddy' right?"
Gene continued, Darrel was sinking into his chair. Gene grinned, her eyes meeting Darrel's, for an instant Darrel gasped at the look in the vixen's eye. She got out of the chair and locked the door, turning on the spot and slipped off her business suit, nothing but a blue bra covering her chest.
"Sooo, you like little feminine boys huh, how do you feel about playing with a big girl?"
Her suit dropped to the floor and her hands on her bra covered C cups, Darrel gapped at the display Gene was putting on. The female fox's hands moved down to her pants, sliding them down her curvy thighs. Once they had dropped around her high heeled feet she sauntered to the desk, lifted a leg onto it and leaned toward the Cheetah.
Darrel stared at the large lush thigh, the blue panty covering up the vixen's privates but giving Darrel quite the view. Gene still had that devilish grin on while she slid both her legs onto the desk and sat with them crossed, facing Darrel.
"Gene, Wha- why?"
Darrel asked half heartedly, Gene's hands on his suit.
"Mostly, 'cause I got really horny at the site of you abusing the kid, and I'm really pent up you know"
She nearly ripped off the suit and lifted Darrel up to stand as she said this. Darrel took off his pants and underwear, grabbing the vixen's hips as she spread her legs open, her hands ripping off her bra.
"And by the way, Darrel, if I don't cum at least once while your fucking me, I'll tell the police about your little abuse situation...Even if Kane will eventually grow up to be a pansy sub bitch, you'll still be in the slammer."
Darrel gulped wide eyed, Gene had him trapped. He eased the panties off of her creamy white thighs and onto the floor, her pussy was very wet in anticipation. Darrel grabbed her legs and lifted them to rest on his shoulders.
"Just so you know Gene"
Darrel began, his cock finding the vixen's cunt
"I would have been glad to fuck you anyway, you just had to ask"
With the last part of the sentence Darrel thrusted into the vixen, she squealed as the barbed cock humped into her. A shudder going down her spine
"Oh! Well, it's a shame I never found out how wild ahhh you actually were"
She moaned out as Darrel started pumping into the vixen. Her moans only half as loud as they would have been since the other side of the door had hallways and offices with other coworkers that might hear.
Darrel kept pumping in a steady pace, his balls slapping the fox bitch's rump sweetly. She moaned and groaned with every other stroke into her made by the cock. Darrel squeezed Gene's hips tightly and angled his thrusts differently, making her shake slightly, crying and shuddering as Darrel's barbs tickled and taunted her clit and the deeper parts of her pussy.
"Mmm! You're getting, Ahh! Getting me close Darrel"
She moaned shaking, Darrel grinned back at Gene, now constantly gripping her ass. Gene placed her hands on her breasts, tweaking her tits as she began to peak.
"Ohh!! That's it! Let me have it!"
Gene ordered, Darrel thrusted harder and harder as she spasmed and came, her pussy gripping the cheetah cock, milking it. Under all this, his desk getting soaked with the fem juices, Darrel came, and hard. His cock pumping cum deep into the vixen while she squealed in constant orgasm.
Their peak lasted only one minute, but it seemed to last much longer. As Darrel pulled out of Gene, the vixen lying back on the desk, her legs still on Darrel's shoulders. The two panted and grinned, a soft drip of cum the only sound. Then the bell rang for lunch, Gene yelped and sprang off the desk, however she quickly held onto Darrel as the cum still in her slurped out onto the floor.
"Easy hun"
Darrel said smiling, Gene growled lustily at him before she found her footing and grabbed her clothes. After everything was on again, save the ripped apart bra, she unlocked the door quietly and turned to the Cheetah again.
"Well, that was fun. You really know how to fuck...I'll keep quiet but we should definitely do that again"
She blew a kiss to Darrel who smiled at her, fully clothed again and wiping her cum from the various surfaces.