Differentials: Part 16 - 'Anything'
#18 of Differentials
Hello everyone, sorry for the late post. Not having the holidays plus the temptation of computer games I got for Christmas has resulted in me not really wanting to do much writing, so don't be surprised if posts become a bit irregular. This part contains nothing but sex, so there isn't a clean version of it, and I hope you enjoy :3 -
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The fox stretched across the length of the bed, closing his eyes as he rested his head on the soft, plush cushions. The fox had thirty minutes to relax, and he was planning to make the most of it. However, like always, it seemed that Fionn wanted to do something else.
Voss had only been laying there for what seemed like a couple of minutes before a body flew onto him. The fox opened his eyes to the sight of the vixen staring at him face-to-face with those predatorial eyes, the ones that she used whenever she wanted to get 'dirty'. Her body was laying on top of his and, not at all to the fox's surprise, was devoid of any clothing. Voss knew what was going on in the vixen's mind. Liz had said that they could do anything as long as they came down when she called, and it seemed like Fionn wanted to make the most of the time that they had together.
"The door's locked", said the vixen in a seductive voice. "Nobody will be able to interrupt us."
The fox looked over to the door and saw the lock. He was a bit disappointed that he wasn't going to get his rest. However, when given the choice, he would most likely accept this over getting to lie down for a bit. Why couldn't he have some fun? The vixen was certainly going to do everything to get her portion of it, whether he wanted it or not.
The fox felt her smooth, padded hands rest upon his chest, seeing her smile when she saw that he was going to go along with her idea of 'anything'. The vixen stroked his chest, gradually working her way down to his belly where she grabbed the edges at the bottom of his shirt. She slowly pulled the top over the fox's head while gently flicking her tail across his crotch, coaxing out his member from it's sheath.
Once the fox's top had been flung onto the floor, the vixen soon started to remove his shorts and soon they too had joined the pile of clothing that was next to the bed. The vixen began to move into a kiss, and the fox had an idea. Why should Fionn always be the one in charge, not him? Just as Fionn was going to press her mouth onto the fox's, he rolled over. He was on top now, with a very surprised vixen underneath.
"Got you now!", he whispered into her ear. "Let me do all the work this time. It's only fair that we should take turns, right?"
Voss was surprised at what he had just said. He had never been this extrovert before, but he was enjoying it, and he was also sure that the vixen would pretty soon. He nibbled playfully at her ears, hands running through the slightly longer fur on the back of her head as she stroked him back.
The fox shifted his head so that his muzzle was pressed against her neck. He extended his tongue and moved his head down, running his tongue down her body until he reached one of her nipples. The fox started nibbling and suckling, eliciting a murr from the vixen as he played with her body, his other hand rubbing and squeezing the vixen's other silky furred breast, making her convulse in pleasure.
The fox dragged it out for as long as he could, aiming to get the vixen to give up every ounce of pleasure she contained, and so far he was doing a good job of it. Once he had finished playing with her breasts, his tongue again slid further down her body, stopping right at her already moist entrance.
The fox circled it with his tongue, teasing the vixen as much as possible, making the most of what control he had. The vixen was now murring rather loudly, and the fox was worried that they might attract the attention of the Humans downstairs. Oh well, he would just have to worry about that later, he wasn't going to let such a concern stop him now.
The vixen was now getting a bit impatient with the fox. When would he start getting to the real business? She was about to ask the fox to hurry up, when the feeling of the fox's tongue pressing into her made her gasp in delight. Voss explored every fold, savouring the taste of the vixen's warm opening. He employed the help of two of his fingers to help rub the vixen's sensitive spots while he delved even deeper into the pink, fleshy cavern positioned right in front of his nose.
The vixen was wriggling in ecstasy as all of her most favourite places were touched at once, the feeling of the fox's tongue inside her becoming almost overwhelming as he explored ever further, much to his and her pleasure. Eventually she felt his tongue withdraw as he got up from his position and drew her into a kiss. The vixen could taste her own fluids in his mouth as she let him have free reign over her. He was a good kisser, but Fionn was sure that she was still better.
After quite a while their mouths finally separated, the fox taking his position above the vixen, waiting for her word.
"Come on kit, are you nervous?", was Fionn's reply.
With that comment, the fox lined himself up with the vixen's opening, the vixen guiding his erect cock as it slowly entered her body. Both of them gasped at the initial contact, the fox enjoying the sensation of her warm flesh around his, the vixen savouring the feeling of being stretched and filled by the fox.
The fox slowly worked up a rhythm, the vixen's tight passage contracting in time to his thrusts, milking every last ounce of enjoyment from the fox as he slowly thrust in and out of her body. The fox slowly began to work up speed, hoping to get as much pleasure as possible before his natural instincts took over. Once they were in action, there was no such thing as taking it slow.
The thrusts began to increase in speed, and soon both of them were possessed with animal-like lust as the vixen began to push her own body upwards so they met each other half-way. The fox's hands held onto the vixen's waist, the vixen's hands holding onto his rear, trying to pull him back in whenever he withdrew for even the slightest of moments.
The fox's knot began to form as the vixen murred loudly in delight as the fox slid in and out of her sex. He kept on pumping his hips until he was near his climax. He gave one last thrust where his knot entered the vixen with a wet 'pop'. His thrusts were limited to a few inches as the fox moved frenziedly, quickly building up to their mutual climax.
When it came it hit them like a wall of pure pleasure as the fox continued to thrust, ejecting every last bit of his sperm into the vixen before he rested his body onto her's, enjoying the feeling of them being connected before they had to separate from each other. They proceeded to clean up themselves, with their tongues of course, and put on their clothes again. Twenty minutes had passed, so they took the chance to have a cuddle before they were going to be called downstairs by Liz.
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Dan was sitting n the sofa with a frown on his face. Liz saw it and asked him what was the matter.
"I can hear them up there", dan scowled.
"Oh, come on! You're just jealous that it isn't you up there", Liz exclaimed. " It was the same with us two, remember? Two young teenagers being allowed to experience things that they had never experienced before with their lover."
"Alright then", Dan replied. "But remind me to soundproof their room later. I don't fancy going all night listening to that racket."
"They won't be doing it all the time. Maybe if they do, we could turn it into a contest to see who's the noisiest between them and us, we could show them how it's really done."
Liz began to smile when she saw Dan's face grow happy again. The man could never be sad when there was the offer of sex on the table. Liz returned to her cooking. She might mention that to the foxes that they could hear what they were doing, just to see their faces, but she wouldn't give them any punishment for it. Especially not if she wanted to have that competition with them tonight.