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Have You Ever Been Experienced?

By

Charles E. Terrell Jr.

Aka

Nightmask

http://www.furaffinity.net/user/nightmask/

If anyone were to ask I'd have likely said that the Transcendent Experience coffee shop was probably my favorite place to hang out, not so much for its popular desserts (although they certainly lived up to the business's name) but for the opportunity to quietly read away from my empty apartment and be out around people even if all I could do was sit and watch them as the came and went. Not that anyone would ever go asking mind you, there were few humans about and I'd never been able to manage to get past casual acquaintances with anyone.

I'd been drawn to it originally due to the contrasting businesses it was nestled between: the Second Amendment gun shop and shooting range and the Dai Long Laundry. The incongruity of its placement was only compounded by its most notable feature from outside, the large tinted windows running across the front of the shop gave an inviting feeling while its neighbors had small and heavily shuttered windows that seemed to shun passerby.

Intrigued and with nothing better to do I'd wandered inside to be greeted by a large, roomy interior and the sounds of water bubbling in an ornate rock garden fountain near the entrance. Strategically placed flowers and plants and even the placement of the tables generated a feeling of familiarity and invitation the moment I walked in. Even the chiming of the door as I entered seemed to blend in with the décor and enhance its ambiance and appeal. From that moment on I was hooked and spent many an hour relaxing at a table that provided a good view of the entrance and as much of the rest of the shop as possible while I read and savored whatever treat I'd purchased. It was a good, albeit static and unchanging routine that seemed destined to continue forever until the day she walked in.

Like I always did when the door chimed to announce someone entering or leaving I glanced up but unlike all the other times I found myself completely and utterly captivated by the femme skunk that had walked in. My mouth went dry as tried to drink in every detail I could as she walked towards the counter, presumably to place or pick up an order.

I'd have been hard-pressed if anyone asked what details first impressed themselves upon my mind, although I imagine few if any would have believed me upon seeing her if I told them it was her tail and how tall she was rather than the voluptuous figure she put in display but it was true all the same. That two-toned plume of hers looked better suited to a much taller female and she was easily the tallest skunk I'd ever seen, topping out at a good 6' in height easily. I could have easily spent days admiring just it alone. It was only when I followed the wide white stripe down along its length that I even started really taking in the rest of her; the part that most would have started at and never left.

I had no problems seeing that she had a veritable mane flowing down her back to her tailbase, as the strapless, shoulderless black leather dress she wore was quite backless as well with the opening starting from beneath the base of her tail. In both black and white it flowed, with the white looking to split off to cover some unknown portion of her backside but no farther, given the dress was barely long enough to provide modesty while she stood leaving pretty much the entirety of her black-furred digitigrade legs in view. Having seen her in profile she was quite amply endowed and left him with the errant thought as to how she even managed to keep her dress up since it left a fair amount of her cleavage exposed as well.

Book and dessert forgotten I simply clasped my hands together on the tabletop and rested my head upon them, gaze locked upon the enchanting mephit that had left me bereft of thought and caught up in feelings that had no words to express them. With all thought flown I could only gaze upon her as she waited at the counter, lost in a sublime experience that made my euphoric travels through the mountains of West Virginia pale in comparison. So lost was I in the experience that it didn't even register upon my consciousness that at some time long after she'd entered that she was now coming towards me beyond noting how the white of her stripe came along the bridge of her nose with the rest of her exposed fur as black as the rest of her.

"And just what do you think you're staring at?" she demanded in a delightfully husky trill, hands slapping down onto the table in front of him while her eyes flashed angrily.

"Surely an angel straight from Heaven, for nothing so perfect could have been born upon this Earth," I said with complete sincerity even as my gaze shifted to her face. My expression remained almost rapturous as I looked deep into her sapphire eyes, saw the anger disappear as she blinked several times, the unexpected response having derailed her train of thought. "Maybe you'd like to sit down?" I finally offered, not wanting to be impolite by not offering her a seat.

"I'd like to know why you've been staring at me all this time," she managed to fire back, but took the seat I'd offered at the same time, "and none of that 'you're an angel' nonsense either."

"Why would you call it nonsense?" I asked while sitting back up to bring our eyes on a more even level. "I can think of no work of art that could possibly compare to you, save one of God's own angels made flesh. I would given anything to experience you in all your beauty," I found myself adding quite unbidden, my brain quite shut down and simply confessing whatever thoughts I had in complete honesty.

"So you're just trying to get me into bed with all that angel stuff," she snarled, looking angry once again and pushing her chair back as if to get ready to go.

"Oh my no that wasn't my intention at all!" Pushing my own chair back I hastened to explain myself. "I know I am expressing myself poorly, I cannot help that as seeing you has made quite the mess of my thoughts. Not a lustful thought have I had, only the wish to experience you in all the senses, to lavish upon you the kind of attention such angelic perfection deserves."

"Not a lustful thought you say but you want to do all that, what are you gay?" while looking me up and down. I wasn't a particularly impressive specimen of humanity sadly, even with regular exercise I still looked far too skinny and a full head of blond hair didn't mean much when most of those you interacted with had fur.

"Oh no, I'm quite heterosexual," I corrected while watching her expression grow thoughtful and the angry lash of her tail still. "One does not have to be homosexual to appreciate the beauty and form of the opposite sex without lustful intentions."

"Never been my experience," she stated dryly, her expression growing thoughtful. Several long minutes went by as I kept quiet and let her consider my words, admiring the neat perfection of the stripe along her nose and the symmetry of her muzzle and ears. Eventually she stirred and offered me her right hand while a smile tugged at the corners of her muzzle.

"Hello my name's Sable and you've managed to make me curious enough to see what you've got in mind and if you're really without a lustful thought."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Sable I'm Daniel." I took her hand and gave it a squeeze, a little shiver of pleasure running along my spine at the contact, feeling the perfect skin on the palm of her hand touching mine while the soft fur along the rest rubbed against my fingertips and thumb.

"So... where do we go to do this?" she asked once our hands parted and I tucked my book into my back pocket, then repeated herself as the question had plumb escaped my mind the first time as watching her move as she got up let me quite without thought once again.

"Well my place isn't too far away, unless you'd prefer a local hotel for the sake of anonymity or safety," I suggested while retrieving my wallet and leaving a tip behind for whoever cleared my table.

"Does your place have problems with skunks?"

"Not that I'm aware, we've some foxes and given they're more regularly stinky than a skunk I can't see anyone complaining about you being there," I noted as I joined her on the other side of the table, wishing I came up higher than her bosom so I didn't have to look up so steadily while talking to her.

"Lead the way then," she instructed and with a nod lead the way out, holding the door for her until we were both into the evening's dying light and on our way.

Sable seemed lost in thought as I led the way back to my apartment so I left her too them, my own hardly orderly themselves. The breeze would occasionally carry her scent my way, something spicy that I couldn't be sure was natural to her or some shampoo scent she favored but was distracting all the same, as was her reflection anytime I saw it in any mirrored surface we approached. There was a feeling of anticipation that kept trying to hurry my steps along and that I had to fight at every turn.

"Don't go in for excess do you?" she asked once we arrived at my apartment. While roomy it was still an efficiency; where couch, TV, bed, and computer desk all resided in the same space.

"I'm saving up for something better in the future, every dollar I save now counts a lot in the long-term," I explained after she was inside and the door secured.

"So just how do you plan on starting your experience?" she asked as she settled down on the couch, that gorgeous tail that I could certainly have gotten lost in from its size draped casually across the back. As she beaconed me over she crossed her legs in a most uncasual fashion, such a showy affair I was sure she was testing me to see if I'd try for a look but I was too focused on her face to fall for it.

"By finding out what I may and may not do of course, is there any touching or looking or even smelling or tasting that's not allowed?" I asked, hands resting in my lap once I was seated beside her.

"Just where were you thinking of tasting me? The only place I can think of would be quite naughty of you," she said, smirking. I responded by taking her right hand gently with mine and lifting it up to lick the palm softly, tasting a bit of saltiness, sourness, and a hint of root beer. A spicy aroma also tickled at my nose while I licked her palm.

"I was serious about wishing to experience you with all my senses Sable, I wish to know how all of you tastes, not just a single part, just as I wish to know the feel and smell and sight of you from head to toe. Please let me know the fullness of you," I asked, trying hard not to beg but now that I'd gone from just the sight of her to this taste and smell of her I knew I'd be begging soon enough if she refused or set some limit at this point.

I don't know how long Sable spent before she responded, only that she watched quietly while I continued to lick as the bare parts of her fingers and hand and stroked and caressed the long, black-clawed digits as well. Occasionally I'd rub her hand against my cheek and plant kisses along her fingers and over her palm to show my respect for her.

"If you're going to do all of that maybe we should move to the bed," she said softly, then surprised me by picking me up and simply carrying me the few feet to the bed and laying down on top of it and drawing me down on top of her. Overjoyed at her acceptance I reached to brush my fingers through her mane, savoring the silkiest, softest fur I'd ever felt leaving its mark upon my senses. Smiling I moved up just enough to rub my cheek against hers, knowing it was a common gesture of respect between furs.

Sable wasn't completely passive though, I could feel her idly brushing her hands over my back and even rubbing her cheek back against mine before I felt her cold nose snuffling briefly against my neck. I wondered if she'd decided to experience me too, if so I certainly didn't mind as sharing things would only enrich the experience for them both.

While my attention was on her head and neck I was only able to be peripherally aware of the rest of her, like her breasts pressing against my stomach, and I so wished I could be as fully aware of all the places we touched instead of having to focus on only parts at a time. I was glad that at least I'd be able to experience all of her in time, at least if God were willing to let him know his creation so completely.

She had such wonderfully cute ears poking out of her mane that I had to make sure to stroke and slide them between each set of fingers in turn, and being mindful not to poke her uncomfortably I moved up enough to where I could lick inside those cute ears of hers and giggled a little when they flicked at the licks. There wasn't much to taste but that was fine, it was more important to have the taste than what she tasted off, because it was her and that made it good enough.

When I finished tasting her ears I shifted back down and found myself looking into Sable's eyes, she seemed bemused by my licking of her ears and I just smiled at her and licked her nose which caused her to blink in surprise. The smile didn't leave my lips as I cupped her cheeks and softly licked her lips starting from the right side's corner and slowly worked my way all the way around.

"Let me taste and see inside," I asked her softly, just a brief moment's hesitation before she complied. Black lips parted to reveal two sets of gleaming white teeth and pink gums, along with the rest of her mouth's moist interior. With her mouth open I ran my tongue over her teeth and gums, using it to explore in ways my eyes or fingers never could. I felt the sharpness of the points and tasted the last meal she had at the coffee shop and wished my tongue could reach as far as hers could so I could know even more before having to reluctantly end things and move on but not before softly thanking her.

My attention naturally flowed along her right arm, fingertips leaving tracks in the lush thick fur that clad it as they traced the flow of her muscles, my eyes tracking as well as I watched the fur ripple like fields of grass in the wind. I could tell she was a strong, active female from how developed and firm the muscles were, and not a hint of anything but endless expanses of well-groomed fur. She was also watching everything I was doing, with her tail thumping against the bed (well maybe not thumping, it was really much too big and fluffy to manage more than a muffled thump at best). I guessed she was enjoying things as I started licking her hand once again, this time looking it over more closely until I could see every when I closed my eyes and remember how each bit tasted.

When I'd finished with her right arm I switched to the left, starting at her hand. There was none of the spicy smell or root beer taste to it, only the saltiness of sweat and a bit of dirt where she hadn't washed her hands after getting them dirty. Likely my fault for distracting her as I had, but I didn't mind as it was again simply part of her and I welcomed being free to know her in such detail that left me feeling an euphoria no drug could ever compete with.

"May I?" I asked when I'd worked my way up again, and what was next was concealed by her dress. Rather than answer me she slipped her hands up between the fur-tight dress and her bosom and freed those ebony mountains to proudly rise up above her chest. Before I could continue though she wiggled around a bit as she pushed her dress down until she could kick it off onto the floor, leaving herself in all her uncensored glory across my bed.

"Such a blessing," I breathed as I admired the magnificent curves of her mounds, just as perfect as the rest of her I'd been granted experience with. My touch was reverent as I reached to rest my hands along the sides of them, feeling how they were firm but not too firm. There was almost a heat to them that I could feel against my palms, and as I gave a gentle squeeze Sable gave a little whimper but other than hiding her hands under her she only watched as I began tracing my fingers around the base of her breasts. With each circle I moved my fingers upwards a bit more, leaving not the tiniest part of her untouched and explored, until I finally worked my way up to the full pink nipples and surrounding areola. I couldn't help but move in to use my tongue to taste them as well, washing each one thoroughly until I knew each wrinkle and texture.

When I was done tasting her nipples I nosed around into her chestfur, inhaling deeply of the scent permeating her fur. She had such a stimulating aroma I ran my nose throughout her chestfur, sniffing around and giving an occasional lick while she squirmed around occasionally when I hit a particularly sensitive spot. I didn't even hesitate when I'd nosed up beneath her arms, the more concentrated scent of her sweat in her armpits quite pungent and strong but I couldn't find anything about it to cause me turn away; because it was of her. I even left a lick and a kiss at each to finish things out.

I didn't realize it a first but the closer I got to her waist from there the slower I was going, the more I closed in on her nether regions. I had seen she'd had no underwear but I was still approaching that most intimate of spots, but as no protests or other resistance occurred I finally let myself slide back between her spread legs and let my attention come to rest upon her mound and those plump furry folds with the slight crease where they met.

The black fur made the pink even more evident as I rested on my elbows there, eyes following every contour of those petals before I nosed in to inhale deeply of the musk wafting up from it. She had quite the strong and distinctive spicy aroma yet it seemed familiar but I wasn't sure from where, at least not until I followed up with a lick along the crease and found the taste of root beer there and realized it was the same as what I'd tasted on her right hand. Actually now that I'd tasted her directly I didn't think I'd ever tasted root beer that tasted as good as she did and went licking after more, using my fingers to spread her open just a little so I could slide my tongue between and chase that fine root beer taste.

I wasn't completely lost in the taste of her though, I stroked along her petals gently and encouraged her to open up so I could gaze inside as well, each lick starting at the bottom before working back up again giving me time enough to look inside at those glistening pink walls. Using my tongue as I had with her mouth I licked gently over everything, including brushing over her urethra before brushing it over and into her clitoral hood which caused Sable to gasp loudly.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?!" she gasped out as she sat up and looked down at me.

"What I've been doing all this time, you didn't say your clitoris was off limits," I pointed out. "It's okay if you enjoy it Sable, nothing wrong with having lustful thoughts. Besides you taste divine and I'd love more to drink."

"Uhm, yeah, okay," she mumbled, clearly uncomfortable about admitting she was aroused by things. "I guess you can finish what you started," she finally said before laying back, still clearly embarrassed although I couldn't understand why. I mean she didn't mind the idea of being naked and my experiencing her but getting turned on by it is embarrassing?

Shrugging my shoulders I returned to what I'd been doing, lapping up her tasty root beer-flavored juices and licking over her clit to encourage more. It was a great deal more of a reward than I'd expected when she consented and I did my best to make the most of it. I alternated between lapping up her juices and suckling on her clitty, basking in the pleasure of knowing she was enjoying herself and I could experience this with her even though it wasn't something to arouse me per say I still had the non-sexual pleasure that came from making her happy with my attentions.

I eventually slid a few fingers into her so I could caress her inner walls, as well as explore where my fingers couldn't reach. Her inner walls gripped at my fingers as the slid in and out of her while I worked hard to not waste any of those tasty juices of hers, until finally she arched up and gave something between a squeal and a screech that everyone in the nearby rooms including those above and below had to have heard. She also clamped down on my fingers while her juices gushed around those trapped digits and I could hear my bed sheets being shredded as she dug her claws in and tugged hard on them in the throws of her orgasm.

When she was finished I gave her clit a gentle kiss along with her nether lips before withdrawing my fingers and licking away what I could, then waited a few minutes just enjoying the view and lingering taste on my tongue and the scent of her filling my nostrils.

"Would you mind rolling over onto your belly Sable?" I asked when I felt like she'd had time to recover.

"You want me on my belly? Why?" she asked back, sounding a bit hoarse after her cry.

"So I can get the rest of you here before your legs, back, and tail of course," I explained.

"You know, not even most skunks will go nosing under a skunk's tail," she pointed out, I just shrugged and nodded.

"That's as much a part of you as the rest of you is, I wish to know it too," was my simple, honest reply.

"Well you've been just about everywhere else," she commented before rolling over as I asked, settling herself back down in the middle of the bed, legs apart and that magnificent tail of hers up across her back displaying the pure black that was all there was on that side. I could see where the white fur that came down over her backside ended as well, fanning out before tapering like a diamond to a point just beneath her cheeks, covering them both evenly.

I'm sure many wouldn't think a naked skunk with her backside towards them and tail hiked wouldn't find it a beautiful view but I did, just a continuation of what had left me feeling so euphoric from the moment I'd laid eyes on her. Even before I got in close I could see nestled between her cheeks and framing her tailhole the notorious glands that held her skunk spray at the ready. I ran my hands over her furry buns to start, gently fondling them and marveling at how nice and firm they were while still managing to have a bit of plumpness to them.

When I moved in closer though I carefully pulled her cheeks apart so as to give me full access to what lay between them, my eyes rewarded with the startlingly pink hole and the glands that framed it looking like pieces of an orange placed around it. Everything was glistening with the juices that had run down from her sex earlier, and the scent of that blended with sweat and all the other aromas you would expect between an active female's cheeks no matter how recently she'd bathed. I didn't hesitate though in leaning in the rest of the way to go from simply looking at things to tasting them, my tongue substituting for fingers as I brushed it gently over her glands causing Sable to quiver at the contact.

The texture was a bit rough, the glands being unsurprisingly on the sturdy side, although I could feel them give slightly when I pressed. I didn't press too hard of course, no matter how tolerant one might be getting sprayed in the face wouldn't be pleasant and I hated to think what it would do to my damage deposit let alone all my clothes skunking my apartment would cause. Still I left nowhere untasted, untouched, or unsmelled as I cleaned between her cheeks and as I had elsewhere left kisses on each gland and on her tailhole as I worked my tongue over and into it until there was nothing new to know.

I moved on to her right leg after the last parting lick and kiss, those thick powerful thighs both well-muscled and well-furred. I could only dream of having such impressive legs, the fur of which was quite limited in scent, likely from her wearing nothing on them so that they were always airing out. I couldn't even detect much sweat from the back of her knee, someplace you'd most likely expect such to be.

My desire to experience all of her hadn't flagged though by the time I reached her right foot, the more paw-like and four-toed nature of it meaning she didn't bother with shoes or even sandals most of the time. It was easy to tell based on how tough and dirty her footpads were, and the tips of her toeclaws worn blunt from moving about. I treated her foot to the same care I did the rest of her though, brushing the worst of the dirt off while I gave each toe the full attention of my fingers and then my tongue and nose and marveling at how perfect they were just like the rest of her.

I worked my way back up starting with her left foot once I finished the right, giving each digit my undivided attention before moving my way back up. By the time I got back up though I couldn't help but plant a few more licks and kisses beneath her tail, it was just too tempting to pass up. I really couldn't resist the smell and taste of her at this point, not that I could resist her before that point either but the experience had cemented those initial desires and impulses into concrete.

For her tail I took off my shirt so I could wrap it around me, it was so huge it covered me from the waist up and felt so sensual it almost left me feeling aroused it was just that sybaric. I ran my fingers through it right down to the central part that managed the impressive feat of being able to not just keep it from dragging on the ground but actually move it about in various expressive ways. I kept myself wrapped in it even as I finished by exploring up along her back in every way I could until I was laying on top of her once again. Wrapping my arms around her I rested my head in her mane and told her thank you.

"I should be thanking you, I've never been experienced before. Do you think, maybe, you could do it again sometime?"

"I would love to anytime you're free for it," I said, rubbing my cheek into her mane and yawning a bit. "Although do you want the full experience or just that juicy part," I couldn't resist teasing.

"The juicy part please," she said and I could hear a bit of embarrassment in her voice.

"I'd never turn down a chance for that, you're delicious." I couldn't resist licking my lips at the thought as her juices were drying onto my face leaving the taste of her still nearby to enjoy.

"Thanks. Uhm, you know, I still can't believe you were under my tail like you were, could you do more of that too?"

"I guess that depends, are you wanting me as just a booty call or for more of a relationship?" I certainly wanted the latter but I doubted I'd be able to turn down the former after the evening's events.

"I think I'd like a relationship, if you want one too?"

"I very much want one," I quickly answered, the thought of her as a possible girlfriend leaving a warm glow in my heart.

"Do you mind if I stay the night then? I am a bit of a mess," she added ruefully.

"I'd love it if you stayed, although I don't have anything to properly groom you I can get something in the morning."

Sable yawned and nodded. "Well after all that I'm far more exhausted than I thought I'd be and if you don't mind sleeping in the mess I'd like to go ahead and go to bed now."

"Just more of you to experience," I pointed out which got me an eyeroll from her.

"Well let's experience sleeping together now," she stated before giving him a squeeze with her tail. "Goodnight Daniel, sleep well and thank you for tonight."

"Sweet dreams Sable, and thank you for tonight."

As I rested in the embrace of her tail I let the soothing nearness of her and the feel of her breathing beneath me carry me off to sleep, to dreams that now had a reality that they could never hope to meet.