A Fox and A Dragon Memory 1
So, I've been thinking. I kinda wanted to do some solely porn stories of Reaver, without worrying too much about keeping it in line with the current storyline. I gave it some thought, and came up with a 'memory' and 'dream' system for these smaller, out of plot stories. A 'memory' story will be something that has happened in Reaver's past, just like in this story. Charlie was mentioned in Part 1 as a farmhand that Reaver had been with, which lead to him leaving home once their relationship was found out. These 'memory' stories will also help me add a bit of character development, and frees up what I can bring into the story.
Whereas, 'dream' stories are pretty much non-canon, pretty much porn based stories. The in canon explanation is that these are Reaver's dreams, but will allow me to bring in new characters, other fursonas/characters that aren't meant to be in the story. These will also allow me to have Reaver be in situations, and explore kinks, without having to worry that they need to be a part of Reaver's canon character. Although the in canon explanation will allow me the choice to keep it in the story.
If this makes sense :) basically the 'memory' title will be canon past, while the 'dream' title will be non-canon events that may have canon kinks.
This is set before Reaver met Scarlet, so no horns of gold, he's just your average fox, on a farm, surrounded by horses... Ok, I think I might need to come up with something different from the bog standard, horse loving, horny fox stereotype story. Although I'm kinda lazy at times, so might see how many stories I can make from this base idea.
Anyway, enough of me going into too much detail. If you enjoy the story, please leave a fave, vote or comment, these help keep my paws busy writing. Also, still open for commissions! See my journals for details, or send me a DM, whichever suits you :)
Moving forward through the stable, I take a look around, pretending to actually be doing work. There is a feral horse in every stall, except the last one on the right, which has Charlie in it. My horse, my wonderfully handsome stallion, his arms resting on the window of the stall, bare ass naked while he sways his hips from side to side. He's slightly muscular, but has a good amount of curves to his hips, butt and thighs.
Stepping into the stall, Charlie's ears flick slightly, but he doesn't look my way. When I get to him, I wrap my arms around the anthro horse, pressing my nose into his neck fur. Sniffing deeply, I let out a small moan of pleasure, his deep, sweaty scent sending pleasure through my entire body. I could never get enough of this equine's scent, no matter how hard I try.
“Fuck Charlie... you haven't showered today, have you?" I ask him, feeling my cock throb to a semi-erect state.
“Why? I have you here..." Charlie states, half looking back. “I know you love my scent."
“I'm addicted to it, stud. Your scent is just..." I sniff at his neck again, before breathing out once more. “Divine..."
“Wanna get a better taster, baby?"
I bury my face into his neck, grinding my hardening cock against the cleft of his ass. Hoping my moans of pleasure is a good enough answer.
Charlie raises his other arm, smiling at me. “Come on foxy, take a nice, deep whiff of me. I ain't got all day."
“Yes you do," I pull myself away from my stallion's neck, moving towards his bare armpit. “You barely do work here."
“Then why do you keep me around?"
I press my nose against his armpit, sniffing lungfuls of his scent. It's deep and manly, my mind reeling as I take it in, groaning in pure bliss before I start to lick at his sweat speckled pit. “Like I... said... addicted..."
“No more words foxy, just focus on my scent... my taste." Charlie tells me, easing my mind as I grind my tented trousers against his bare backside, slowly moving his tail to the side. “O-oh fuck, you want a pony ride?"
“Hmm... mmhmm..."
“Want me to help ya out?"
“Mmmm... p-please..." I can barely manage to say.
The equine moves a hand to my trousers, his fingers working my trousers, having them fall to my ankles after a few moments. He buttons my undergarments too, letting my cock out of its fabric confines. Now in the air of the stable, my cock throbs as I grind myself up against the horse's plump wrinkled hole. I've always loved the shape of horse holes, both anus and vagina. There's just something about them that makes me squirm, even the thought of them is enough.
Thrusting my cock up between his ass cheeks, I grind my length against his slightly wet asshole. I bite at my lower lip as I realise how sweaty his ass got during the day, making my mind reel slightly at the thought of using his sweat as lube. My pointed tip slowly pushes into his hole, his warmth enveloping me as inch upon inch of my vulpine cock enters him. He's always had an amazing talent for taking me, always able to let me slip into his hole. I thrust most of my cock into Charlie's ass, shivering as I like his armpit yet again, gulping down his salty goodness.
“That's it... right where you belong..." Charlie moans out, grinding back against my length, taking the last inch or two of my cock, shaking his butt from side to side. “C'mon big guy, ride ya pony!"
I draw myself back slightly, thrusting my cock back into the equine's hole, in short, quick thrusts. Losing myself in Charlie's scent, his warmth, his body. I can't register anything else, thrusting myself into his ass harder and faster. This makes him moan out, his hand moving down to his cock, jerking his large, equine member feverishly. Doing this traps my nose in his armpit, making me tremble with pleasure, my eyes rolling back into my skull.
'Fuck!' I think, knowing I have no choice in huffing his sweat. Somehow, having the choice taken away from me makes the situation so much hotter. Even though my answer would always be; 'Good god, yes!'. It's... nice to know Charlie is making the choice for me.
I thrust myself back and forth, like a saw to a log, slamming my cock into the horse's plump ass repeatedly. Moaning into the horse's armpit, I lose all control of my body, huffing and panting like a wild dog. The warmth of Charlie's body, the slight wetness of his hole, the tightness of his ring. It all combines in pushing me further, grinding my growing knot up against my partner's asshole. My ears flick at every sound the horse makes, every wet slap of my hips, my balls slapping against the equine's taint.
“That's right! Make me take your knot! Make me a mare..." Charlie moans out, his hand working overtime along his cock. “O-oh fuck yeah..."
I pull my snout from under his pit, resting it against his back, huffing deeply. “Oh Charlie... I've needed this so much!"
“Show me... how much!"
Baring my teeth slightly, I growl deeply as I thrust my knot up against the horse's ass, actively trying to tie with him. Sweat starts to pour down from my forehead as I tighten my grip around his middle, feeling his hole relent and start to stretch around my knot. This only motivates me further, thrusting myself forward harder and harder, gaining more ground with every slam. Charlie's hole tightens around me as I try to tie with him, feeling his need... his longing to be filled. It's intoxicating to feel his urge through his body.
“Close... I'm so close!" I call out, my thrusts becoming rougher and more primal, as the horse's hole almost engulfs my knot.
“Breed me!" Charlie calls out, ramming his ass backwards.
This forces my knot into his ass, tying me with the equine. I whimper as my balls pull against my body, my body tensing as my orgasm wrecks through my whole being. My head rolls back, as I call out, shooting rope upon rope of seed into Charlie's backside, grinding myself against his plump ass cheeks. I huff out my pleasure, feeling a trickle of cum rolling down my balls, before dripping down onto the floor of the stable.
I move my arms down, grabbing onto Charlie's length, taking over for the horse. His cock is almost slimy from the pre-cum and sweat that coats the bare skin. In a weird way, I actually kinda like it being like this, it's kinda like a physical representation of his lust, his need. I jerk the horse nice and hard, making the horse groan as his hooves move to the windowsill, gripping it tightly as I try to milk his length. His ass tightens and shifts around my still erect cock while I pleasure him. Tensing up and squirm in my grasp, Charlie's body is like putty in my paws. He squirms even more, and even seems to struggle as he draws ever closer to the edge. With his flare expanding out, I realising he's getting really close.
“Reaver!" Charlie calls out, his ass clamping down on me as he begins to thrust forward, as though he's inside someone.
Bringing my hips forward with him, I keep jerking him off as he shoots a load against the wooden stable wall. His seed flows and drips down the planks of wood, each new shot adding to the large amount of horse cum now painting the wall. Charlie's orgasm lasts about as long as mine did, but leads to a much larger load. Leaving the horse huffing on the window, his head hanging slightly from exhaustion, before he looks back at me.
“How the... hell, do you... always make me... feel so good?" He asks, his body shivering.
“Because you love fox cock? Or maybe you have a thing for being a mare?" I ask, smiling softly.
“Hush... I knew I shouldn't... have told you that..."
“Awww," I hug the horse tightly, my paws coated is his pre and cum. “I'm sorry sweetie, I'm teasing, but it's not fair if you're not in on it."
“It's... ok, you'll make it up to me." Charlie smiles back at me softly.