FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Authors note: Just a very short story for another idea I had, mostly centred around the app in this story. I might make more like this at some point, who knows? Again, if anyone else wants to use the app idea for their own stories, feel free, I’d love to see what others come up with.

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Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean, after the suns last rays had vanished over the horizon behind them, the international flight of SQ24 between New York to Singapore was well underway. With clear skies ahead, the plane flew peacefully through the inky blackness of the night sky. The passengers of flight SQ24 had settled in for the night; with full bellies from their in-flight meal, the cabin soon took on a calm and hushed tone. The occasional whisper or cough were the only sounds to break the otherwise serene silence. With the cabin lights turned off to aid in letting their passengers sleep easier, the gloom was broken up by islands of light from the faint glow of screens as some passengers, who sleep still eluded, watched the in-flight movie or tinkered on their own electronic devices.

Up in first class, seat 21A, the darkness was broken by a sudden flash of a mobile screen lighting up, as a notification appeared at the top of her screen. The icon of devil horns and a forked tail immediately got the short lynx’s attention, who cast a glance to the window seat beside her where her husband sat peacefully snoozing with his head propped up against the pillow he had stuffed against the drawn blind.

He looked so peaceful, a slight smile played about his lips as he no doubt dreamed of her and their wonderful life together. He was such a kind and caring man; she knew he absolutely adored the ground she walked on. But perhaps that was why she felt so trapped and…well, honestly, she felt bored. He catered to her every whim and desire without question or complaint, he was safe and very predictable. He had a great job, and without kids to worry about, money was never a problem. They had built a nice life together, living in their dream home and taking vacations to exotic destinations; it was everything the world at large told her she should want in life. But even though she had it all, there was still something missing from her life, excitement.

That hole in her life had been filled, and then some, when her group of likewise bored rich housewives had put her onto the latest trendy app. “The Devils Playground” was an invite only, privately sponsored public challenge application. Registered users could set public challenges, which people in the vicinity could participate in. These could be as simple as flashing a random stranger, all the way up to full on intercourse with other registered users, although it wasn’t uncommon for random strangers to be part of the mix either. Users would earn reputation points from participating in challenges, helping them move up in rank on the platform. The higher the rank, the bigger their share of any donations and funds earned on the challenge. Given that the majority of the viewers and users were in similar situations to her and money was no object, substantial amounts could be earned. Not that she needed it, her husband already earned enough to support her, even without having a job of her own. But it was just nice to have her own money now, money she could spend on whatever she wanted without having to explain or answer to anyone about.

She had forgotten to turn her mobile off after sending the last update to her parents that they had successfully boarded and were about to take off. She hadn’t expected to get any messages or internet access while flying over the Pacific Ocean, but then again, she didn’t quite know how all this new technology worked anyway. Somehow the plane she was on must have a link to the internet and provided her phone with access, though not just hers it seemed.

When the feline tapped the notification icon, she saw it was indeed for “The Devils Playground” app, which had picked up a challenge in her vicinity. Her marriage to the snoozing rabbit was…fine, but it wasn’t exciting or thrilling. She loved her husband, they were high school sweethearts even, but he was too safe and boring. Through the app, she had already had so many adventures and exciting experiences. She was also getting close to platinum status, while that didn’t translate to much in the real world, aside from a few extra bucks from sponsors and donations, it did give the married feline a bit of a much-needed ego boost. It meant more people out there in the world at large found her desirable enough to want to watch her perform.

The notification was regarding an exclusive challenge, there were two other Devil’s Playground users in her vicinity; being that they were a couple thousand feet up and over an ocean, it was safe to say they were on the same flight as her. This was a blind challenge though; she wouldn’t get to view their profiles to even see what they looked like. The only real information she had was that the other two users were both male and their species were canine and equine respectively. The canine had indicated he was strictly heterosexual while the equine had marked himself as bisexual, which meant she was the only viable candidate for either of them to participate in the challenge.

With one last look at her loving husband, the Lynx tapped the “Accept challenge” button and waited with baited breath to see if either of the other two would also accept. After a moment, the canines name highlighted and they were paired. The challenge was to “Join the mile high club in one of the bathrooms” and a timer began counting down. With a sense of urgency, she slipped from her seat as quietly as possible and made her way back down toward the tail of the plane. Thankfully the flight was rather quiet at this time of night, so there were no other passengers moving about; at least not in first class, so her challenge partner was obviously not here. Luckily there was only so much walking she could do before she spotted him; a young, albeit strange looking canine. His eyes met hers instantly, with a slight nod of his head, he turned and lead the way back toward the economy class toilet.

She would later find out he was a Togou, a native species to Singapore and probably half her age. Though the canine didn’t speak a word of English, they both knew what they were there to do. There was something exciting about not being able to talk and understand one another, they were only able to communicate through actions. Once they were both inside the small cubicle of the economy class bathroom, the young canine was surprisingly confident as he so brazenly guided her to her knees before him with one hand at her shoulder while his other undid his belt and zipper. She had heard all the jokes in high school about Asian men, but thankfully and surprisingly it definitely was not true. While he was a bit on the short side, still a head taller than her, then again, she was barely reaching five foot four on a good day. The young mutt was stocky, looking like a mix between a Pitbull and a Belgian Malinois, just without the black muzzle. He was handsome in a way, but also somehow remarkably plain looking. What he was packing however, was very remarkable.

The married felines fingers could barely grasp about the thick, soft furry sheath as he guided her to begin stroking him. As soon as his bright pink flesh began to poke free of its fuzzy container, the mutt rather eagerly gripped behind her head and guided her muzzle against his crotch. She knew she should probably be angry if not at least annoyed by his presumption, but again, this was so far removed from the safe and gentle lovemaking she got at home. She considered herself upper class and refined, but that didn’t matter to this stranger. Here she was, a wealthy married woman, on her knees in a dirty bathroom with a stranger’s cock growing in her willing maw. His young virile scent was intoxicating, it made her head spin and her loins grow damp with eager desire.

From the corner of her eye, she spotted him flipping open the metal loop on the back of his phone cover so he could stand it up on the counter to let it record their show. Just as it had the first time, knowing strangers from all around the world were watching them complete the challenge excited her immensely. The more chatter and interaction they got on their impromptu stream, the more score they both would get. Perfect, she was sure to make platinum after this challenge! From the corner of her eye, she could see the views comments cheering her on and telling her to “suck it”, meaning the thick pink cock before her. The lynx wanted to put on a show, drawing out the act as long as possible so she could get as much interaction as possible too. With a playful purr, she rubbed her soft furry cheeks and muzzle against the young mutt’s length, placing teasing kisses and licks along his shaft, until finally reaching his tip. Her eyes met his finally when she kissed at the tapered tip of his cock, making sure he was watching when she finally sunk her hot slick maw down onto him and began to suck for all she was worth. She knew her viewers loved hearing the lewd sounds she made when she sucked dick, so she didn’t hold back as she bobbed her head back and forth along the young man’s member.

After a few moments, when she had gotten the young mutt to fullness, he suddenly pulled at her immaculately done hair to slip himself free of her pleasurably torturous maw. With a leering grin, he grasped his slick cock with his other hand and slapped the spit slicked length against her face and muzzle a few times, ruining her makeup in the process. Again, she knew she should be angry at being treated like a common whore, but she couldn’t deny the almost electric tingle it shot through her groin. With a nod up at him, the young man urged the married feline to her feet before he lifted her up onto the small counter. Her thighs were forced wide apart, or at least as wide as the small space allowed, for him to wedge himself between them. Her short skirt was wriggled and pushed up about her thighs before he tugged the crotch of her underwear aside to reveal the married felines slick little pink slit nestled between her plush white furred thighs.

With another slight nod, she let him know he could proceed. While he gripped beneath her thighs and tried to angle her just right, she grabbed his phone in one hand while aiding in guiding him inside herself with her other. The moment was captured on stream for their viewers when he finally sunk in deep with one smooth thrust. It was all she could do not to cry out in pleasure as his thickness stretched her snug cunt so good; knowing there were dozens of strangers barely a few feet away and they could be caught at any moment really did amp up the excitement factor for her. She could feel how eagerly the young mutt was throbbing and pulsing inside her too, already his cock was spitting hot strands of precum deep inside her. For a brief moment she considered making him stop and put on a condom, but thought better of it as it might affect her points. Some viewers seemed to get off on the thought of her getting knocked up by strangers, which was a frightening reality, but again, it also excited her too.

Normally she would have preferred a slower and more measured fucking, but time was of the essence and she knew they couldn’t hog the stall for too long. Every passing moment meant the risk of being caught increased exponentially. The young man seemed to understand this as well, as such, he didn’t bother with trying to make sure she got off as well. His strong hips and thighs flexed and strained as he jackhammered between the married felines shapely thighs with as much force as the confined space allowed.

She could feel it growing deep inside her, she was getting close, but not close enough. Unfortunately, her partner was further along than her and soon she heard the telling grunt and gasp, just before the added hotness began flooding her depths. His eyes closed while his top lip curled into a snarl, he was trying so hard not to make any noise as he pumped his load into the stranger before him. His nails dug into her thighs almost painfully as he fought the urge to cram his swollen knot inside her too, as his instinct demanded. Thankfully he managed to resist the temptation, there would be no explaining away why he was tied to another passenger in the economy bathroom stall if they were discovered.

“Fuck..” she thought to herself, either he came a lot or was just really pent up, either way he was depositing what felt like a goddamn bucketful inside her. By the time they were headed back to their seats, she could feel his cum had soaked through her panties and was now running down her inner thighs. But that mattered little to the married Lynx as she stared down at her phone, with the Devil’s Playground app open on her profile, she saw that she had indeed earned enough points to make it comfortably into the platinum realm. On top of that, there had been a few rather generous donors and she now had some extra spending money for their vacation in Singapore.

With a little bounce in her step, the short feline was entirely unaware of the trail of sticky white droplets she left behind her on the dark blue carpet as she made her way back to her hopefully still sleeping husband.