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Leilani curls up naked in the sand with her laptop, smiling while she types under the stars.

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"I took a warm shower and returned to the beautiful South Pacific beach, at least inside my mind. The water felt good on my nude fur, splashing over my breasts and along my tummy and legs. Droplets fell from my thick/ nipples, still aroused and firm from my earlier intimate ministrations in front of the mirror.

There was a temptation to paw between my legs again, to once more quench a fire, to plunge as deep inside of me as I could, to stroke my hard clit until I was gushing.

There was a knock outside the bathroom door and I was shaken from my daydream. "Who is there?" I called out, not certain if I would be heard above the steaming spray.

There was no answer.

Sighing, I shut off the water, stepped dripping-wet from the tub, and wrapped a white cotton towel around me, covering just the bottom of coconut breasts and my hips. I shook a little water from my ruddertail and tucked the appendage down to cover the cleft of my buttcheeks.

The knock came again, somewhat stronger than before, and I had the wild notion that on the other side, a stately raven was bound to swoop in. I was still chuckling at the thought as I held my face close to the door.

"Yes, who is there?" I said, and tightened the towel a little more around me.

"Miss Perierre?" a shy, timid male voice answered, definitely young. "You asked me to come by to arrange for internet access for your laptop? I'm Cody."

"Oh, yes. Cody." I remembered the boy from my arrival in the lobby, a rather handsome teenage silver wolf, with long, blond scraggly hair, and deep blue eyes, about my height. If I stood on tip-toe in front of him, we could have been nose to nose. Completely forgetting my drenched, barely-dressed state, I opened the door so he could come in. "I am so pleased you could come."

The wolf, wearing blue-jean shorts, a black t-shirt and sandals, took one, maybe two looks at me before instantly coloring and shying his head away."Did I come...at...at a bad time?"

I smiled brightly. "Not at all. I was just having a shower after-" I stopped myself short, then added uneasily, "I mean, I just was having a shower. My laptop is right over here..." I led him to the kitchen area and adjoining counter-top where my equipment was. I could feel his eyes staring at me from behind, perhaps wondering what if anything was under the towel - or if he would have the thrill of his life and my ruddertail would wiggle and then lift up, pulling the towel with it, and giving him a taut, bare butt to view.

I sat down and crossed my legs, and I felt the cool touch of the conditioned air against my nethers. "Oh, manners. Would you like a drink, young wolf?"

Cody hung his head. "Aw come on, I'm almost eighteen." He sat down next to me at the counter, and nestled in close enough so our bare thighs touched. I could smell his scent, very powerful and engaging, certainly that of a youth on the blissful edge of maturity and full sexual awareness. I inwardly envied the life of adventure he would be sharing with some lucky girl soon.

"Now," he opened my laptop up and immediately saw the desktop image there, a picture of me, with hardly a shred of clothing on, dancing wildly and with reckless abandon in front of a glowing fire on the beach. "Oh...wow..." He stiffened against me, and a paw tucked down between his legs. "Is that...you?"

I giggled girlishly and nuzzled his cheek. "You like? We were having a beach party back home, and he caught me dancing, and took this photo." I thought about that night. Not five minutes after that photo was taken, I remember being pinned down in the sand by one of my favorite lovers, Aidan, a very handsome, well-built black panther. Images of the wild, passionate sex that followed filled my mind, and the contrast of the cool air against the heat between my legs increased.

He turned his head to me and our noses touched. "I do...you're...wow...you're so sexy..."

I licked my lips as I looked at him steadily, my eyes drinking in his beautiful blues. I gently laid a paw on his thigh and his fur felt hot underneath my touch. "Thank you for saying so..."

He was hard. The paw between his legs now was cupping himself, trying in vain to keep his erection from building. I had seen that subtle move so often back home, young, buff males walking past me while I sunned naked or topless on the beach, paws stealing away in between their legs to cup, and hold...and tug...

"Is it hard?" I whispered to him.

"Wh-what?!" He seemed to groan.

I laughed and repeated myself. "I asked if it was hard to setup the laptop. For the internet?"

"Oh!...um...oh, no no, not at all, M-Miss Perierre."

You may call me Lani, Cody." Oh, my paw was really enjoying his thigh. I could feel the throbbing of sex under his shorts, the blood rushing through his body as a pumping, swollen erection pushed against the denim . I was getting so...what was the word my creator used...Oh yes. Horny. Such a silly word. I prefer the word frisky.

The thought of this young wolf, hardly an adult, getting hard for me was nearly too much to bear. And with my day-dreaming about beach sex under the stars, I was becoming quite hot too. There was the wild, unthinkable urge to take off my towel, face him, straddle my legs into his lap, undo his shorts, and push my hips down until hard, hot unyielding flesh was inside me, and my sex could clamp down on him and squeeze...

I closed my eyes and hummed softly to myself as Cody worked next to me, typing expertly at my computer, making adjustments, changing settings, things I had no idea how to do. In a few minutes, he was done and smiled over at me. "You're all set, Lani. Um, the WiFi password for you will be "beachgirl", all one word, okay?"

I smiled and nuzzled his cheek. "Beachgirl. I like that." My paw was still on his thigh when he suddenly shifted on the seat and my paw slipped, suddenly against his covered erection. We both gasped and for the few seconds I was touching him, I felt incredible warmth and hardness. Cody shuddered, his eyes rolled up into his head, and he shot a quick load of pre-cum into his shorts. My paw felt the warming stain of his release before I quickly pulled away, now blushing heavily, my heart pounding.

"I...I..." Cody was shaking uncontrollably, a wreck. He looked about to faint. I was worried about him just then.

I could not let him go like this, not when he needed to finish. I shushed him with a soft nose-rub against his mouth, found his groin again, and clamped my paw firmly over his erection. He jerked hard against my touch and started to moan.

"Shhh. You can do it, Cody...I want you to cum...alright? Can you...cum for me?" I whispered against his mouth.

The wolf seemed to gag and shake all over, and as my paw massaged his erection firmly, I was soon rewarded with four, five, six...ohhh...seven jets of warm wetness, and then even more to follow. "Oh...yes, such a good wolf...Ohh, yes, cum some more, mmmm..." I trembled and grasped his length through the denim, clamping my digits around the tip of him and tugging, until he was cumming so much the milky goo was dripping from around his thighs. "Ohhh...yes, Cody. Oh, that is lovely..." I whimpered, beyond frisky now. I kissed him on the mouth, a long tongue-filled kiss, my paw still holding his soaked bulge and stroking. I was delighted when he kissed me back amid his dizzying release.

I had not seen a gushing like that in quite a while, and I again envied the youth in passion.

When he finally got over his powerful orgasm, he opened his eyes to look at me, mouth open like a hooked trout, still fresh from our first kiss.. I smiled as I nuzzled him, and pet his now-damp pouch of sex. "Better?" I whispered, my whiskers gently brushing his own. I wanted sex, needed it. I was aching. "M-maybe you should leave now, Cody...so I can...finish my shower?"

He looked about to speak, to say something, perhaps tell me he loved me, that he could not wait to see me again, or even to ask if he could join me under the hot spray of water, so we could play more. A great part of me wanted him to stay. It would be so easy. Unbutton his shorts, get my mouth around him to bring him back to full hardness, do away with my towel, climb into his lap...and let him take me with all the passion he could muster. I suddenly wondered if he was a virgin. I wanted him to be. I wanted to be his first.

Instead he nodded shakily, got unsteadily back up to his feet, and ambled to the door and out without looking back, or saying a word.

I sighed deeply and tucked a paw between my legs to rub at my own swollen flesh, now quite damp and slick.

I really needed to get back to my shower..."