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“Here are your entrees, sir and ma'am. I hope you both enjoy. I'll be back soon to check on you again." The mouse waiter stepped away from the table, two fresh plates of food laid out before the diners. On one side sat Cicero, a teal chameleon with orange and red markings. He had a slim figure accented by his choice in feminine clothes. Cicero wasn't a man's man. He never wanted to be one. The chameleon preferred the more delicate and soft appearance of a femboy, slim and enticing to the eye. Dressed in a pair of tight fitting jeans with an equally tight fitting long sleeve shirt on, Cicero had even put on some makeup to complete his dress. A smile naturally rested on his face as he picked up his fork and began to pick away at his dinner. However, he was much more distracted by the lynx sitting across from him.

Ashley was a bit more focused on her meal than Cicero. The female herm Canadian lynx had turned her gaze towards her food, tasting the morsels. She had a slightly athletic build, the figure of someone who works out a few days a week. Ashley had on a flowing evening dress, having dressed up for the occasion in comparison to Cicero's more casual ensemble. Normally, Ashley looked like a tomboy, preferring the comfort of male clothing as it was more comfortable for her extra equipment. Piercings glinted in her ears, matched by a piercing in her lower lip on the right side. When she finally looked up at Cicero from her food, she chuckled at his smiling gaze.

“Cicy, what's that look for? Eyeing me up like it's our first time out." Ashley took another bite of her food, returning that smiling gaze towards Cicero. The chameleon smiled wider as a shiver went through his spine. Cicy. That nickname for him. Something about it always started a fire in him. Maybe it was because it sounded like sissy, which he definitely was.

“I can't admire my girlfriend when she gets all dressed up for me?" Ashley nearly choked on her food as she chuckled.

“Admire all you want, Cicy. Just don't complain when your food gets cold!" Cicero idly picked at his food, humming around the food in his mouth. Ashley kept to herself, taking another bite of her entree, while under the table, Cicero pulled up his right pants leg.

“Maybe I'm just already thinking about dessert," Cicero mused, that exposed leg moving under the table. The table cloth moved around slowly, bunching up between Ashley's legs. Cicero smirked wide as his foot pressed right into Ashley's groin. The lynx snapped up straight, swallowing the food in her mouth as she glanced around the room to see if anyone noticed. Her eyes darted down, seeing Cicero's dexterous chameleon footpaw pressed into her groin, making her loins stir a little.

“C-cicy, anyone could see if they looked! Stop it!" A blush flushed over Ashley's muzzle as she felt her underwear get just a little tighter. Even in public, she couldn't stop her hips from grinding forward into that footpaw. Just as she rolled her hips forward, Cicero clenched his toes around her hidden sheath, feeling it throb a little in his toes. The chameleon had always been dexterous with his feet, it came with the species. Ashley wasn't unfamiliar with their touch, they loved to enjoy some paw play from time to time. But in public like this? Cicero must have been really needy to be this much of a tease. The lynx made a soft mewl, her eyes rolling back in her head as she took another bite of food.

“They won't see a single thing, Ash~ All you gotta do is act natural, and don't sound like your cock is getting squeezed nice and tight." It was much easier to say than do for Ashley, the lynx biting down hard on her fork while that footpaw worked her groin. Cicero just sat there smugly, feeling that bulge in her panties, nibbling away on his meal. Ashley took another glance down, seeing Cicero's toes groping and even stroking her forming bulge in her panties.

“C-come on Cicy, t-this is so unfair! Y-you gotta s-stop! The waiter is coming!"

“Would be embarrassing if you were coming too.~" Cicero chuckled, taking a sip of water as he continued to use his foot on Ashley's groin. Ashley's gaze kept glancing downward, waiting for her flirty boyfriend to finally call it off. But Cicero wasn't going to stop. Instead, she watched as Cicero's footpaw changed color right in front of her eyes, camouflaging to hide his lusty actions from sight just as the waiter stepped up. That sneaky twink bastard! He wasn't going to give her any reprieve, even with the waiter right there?! She did her best to steel herself, not wanting their sexual escapades to get found.

“How is everything? Is it all to your liking?" Ashley nodded with a tight jaw, fighting back a moan as Cicero let out a feminine giggle. It was torture for the female herm, that oh so wonderfully soft footpaw gripping her like that. Her hips were begging to grind up into his footpaw, to buck and hump until her aching cock spilled from her sheath. Cicero could tell too, squeezing around that swollen lump in her panties and moving his footpaw up and down slowly. A dark spot of pre was starting to form on her panties, still hidden by her dress. Hidden like the footpaw that was bringing her this tortuous bliss.

“Oh it's all fantastic. She can hardly bring herself to talk, it's so good. She just wants to keep eating! Some more water would be great, please?" The waiter nodded and stepped away to go get the couple more to drink. Finally, Ashley took a deep breath, reaching down to hold the back of his footpaw. She held him firmly, starting to buck her hips and grind into that footpaw with need.

“You are s-so evil. F-finish your fucking food, Cicy." It was the chameleon's turn to blush as Ashley said that. It didn't stop his camouflaged footpaw from stroking her groin. A shiver flittered up his spine at the teasing from the lynx, licking his lips as he cleaned off the last bite of food from his plate. Keeping his foot in steady motion, he watched as Ashely attempted to do the same. That was until he added his other camouflaged foot to her groin, gripping around her sheath with both of his feet. Gripping and squeezing her groin, he could feel every single throb and twitch of her cock. Feeling that twitching shaft under his toes, he had to cover his own bulging groin with his napkin. Every motion of his ankles and his feet caressed Ashley's bulge so delicately, so sweetly, that the lynx was starting to let out soft whimpers and moans under her breath. Lost in a cloud of bliss, Cicero's girlfriend forgot where she was until a chirpy voice spoke up next to her.

“Here is some more water for you, will you two be getting any dessert?" The sudden appearance of the waiter made Ashley jump, pushing her groin hard into Cicy's footpaw. The motion pulled a low long groan from the lynx, leaning over the table as it felt like she was about to explode in her panties. “Oh wow, I'm glad you are enjoying the food that much!"

“Y-yeah! It's g-great! Nngh, I d-don't think we are g-getting dessert though!" Ashley barely made out as she recovered, shivering still from the sensation. Her panties were undoubtedly stained now, she was going to make Cicy pay for that.

“Alright then, I'll get the check for you two." The waiter stepped away again, and Ashley reached down to grab Cicero's hidden ankle with a growl. She looked up at Cicero, her hidden length throbbing hard in that wonderful footpaw.

“O-okay Cicy, you want dessert? I'll g-give you all the dessert you can fit."

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The couple didn't even get the car started before they locked lips. Cicero's back was pressed hard against the rear passenger door of Ashley's car, his muzzle locked with hers as their tongues danced together. The soft feminine hands of the chameleon held onto her shoulders as she pressed in hard against him, letting him feel her twitching length under her dress.

“You did this, you fucking tease. Groping me up in the fucking restaurant with your sexy feet. I'm going to fuck you in half, right here, right now," Ashley growled into his neck, nipping at his tender skin. Cicero let out a long lustful moan, gripping tight onto Ashley as she ravaged her date. Her claws danced along his skin, pricking at his clothes as she threatened to cut his top right off of him.

“D-don't cut my clothes, Ash! Please! These are my favorite date clothes!" Ashley growled deep, moving her claws down to grip his hips. Her fingers teased their way down into the waistband of his pants, one of those paws moving to the front to undo the button there. Her other paw left his hip as well, the door to the back of her car opening beside him.

“Get in. On your knees." Cicero didn't fight back at all, spinning out of Ashley's grip to bend over into the backseat. It wasn't the most comfortable of positions, leaning his ass out of the backseat of the car like this, but neither of them cared for comfort right now. They only cared for the fastest way to sate their desires. That thick curled chameleon tail swayed high in the air as his plump bubble butt was on full display to Ashley. Those pants hugged his curves like a second skin, the lynx could almost see his needy hole straight through the fabric. She undid the button above his tail, pulling his pants down nice and slowly. Coming into view is the pretty pair of panties that Cicero had on, fighting tightly around his cheeks and the bulge hanging down below. Too much more throbbing from Cicero's trapped shaft and the panties might just rip right off.

Without any fanfare, Ashley licked her lips and shoved her muzzle under that wide chameleon tail. A long needy drag from her nose pulled in that wonderful musky sweet scent from Cicero. That feminine scent of need that the twink chameleon gave off. Cicero let out a long groan, covering his face with his hands as his girlfriend sampled him. The rush of cool air through his cheeks and across the base of his tail made his eyes roll back. His cock throbbed in its cloth prison, precum soaking through the fabric and starting to drip down onto Ashley's car seat. The lynx kept a firm grip on his cheeks, groping and kneading those supple cheeks like bread. Her fingers dimpled into them, her claws teasing their way towards the waistband as she took another hit of his scent.

“Shit you are needy, aren't you Cicy? Smells like a bitch in heat back here, babe." Cicero let out a long whine, shaking his ass back at Ashley. The sensations of being so owned and controlled by those strong lynx paws made him arch his back and moan for her. She nibbled at one of his cheeks, feeling that soft bubbly flesh under her teeth while her paws began to pull down his panties. The mix of that nibble and the feeling of his panties slipping down made him lose control, his cock jumping and spitting precum straight through his panties.

“F-fuck yes Ashley! I need it so bad! I've been thinking about it all day! I'm aching for you!" The lynx chuckled at Cicero's outcries for pleasure, but there was also something else. Cicero was worked up enough that he was losing control of his camouflaging, his skin fluctuating to different wild colors and patterns. With his lower half stuck out of the back seat of the car, anyone could see his tail swaying in the air, changing colors like a road flare.

“Yeah, I can tell. Looking like a damn kaleidoscope babe. Don't worry, I'm going to split you open just like you need. But first, let's get you ready for me~" With his panties just out of the way, Ashley had full access to the chameleon's tailhole. That wrinkled puckered entrance, changing colors with the rest of Cicero's body, except for the bright pink spot right in the middle. Just below, his girly cock remained trapped in that fabric cage, precum constantly drooling through the fabric with his need. The lynx was just as hungry as her boyfriend, but in a different way. Her muzzle lunged forward a second time under that tail, her tongue going to work on his tailhole.

Rapid sloppy licks across that puckered entrance were punctuated by loud needy moans from within the car. Each pressing lick of that tongue worked more of her saliva inside of him and across his aching entrance. Cicero even reached back to spread his cheeks for her, but she ended up smacking his hands away with a growl. No more words were needed as she kept her muzzle buried under his tail, feasting on his backside. All the while, his skin kept changing through various colors, never stopping as she pleasured him.

Slowly, her rapid sloppy licks began to change to long pressured laps, wiggling her tongue right in the center of his entrance. That clenching pucker slowly gave way to her lapping, starting to relax and let her tongue inside of him. Curling and twisting that muscle deeper into him, she slathered his walls in her spit, lubing him up for his future use. She could taste that strong musk within him, that true masculine scent he tried to hide. It didn't fit him at all, anyways, but tasting that flavor, the flavor of a man, was driving her wild. Knowing that she was soon going to have her herm cock buried deep in his depths, making this male scream like a bitch, just turned her on further. It was one of her favorite facets of their relationship.

It felt like minutes of having that skilled lynx tongue buried inside of him for Cicero, but it was only a couple of seconds. His trapped cock was on edge, any touch to it could set him off. The puddle building on Ashley's car seat was quite impressive at this point, but she didn't want to set him off yet. After being worked up at the dinner table, Ashley didn't want to have to wait for him to be ready to go again. She pulled her dress up enough to expose her sodden panties, the entire front half of them darkened from the mix of precum and her feminine arousal. She deftly pulled them down and tucked them under her balls, letting the fabric gently rub on her hidden slit as she exposed her swollen sheath. The softly barbed tip of her cock was peeking out, and all it needed was a squeeze from her paw to spill the full length out. An impressive seven inches of warm, dripping, lynx cock bobbed in the night air before she slapped it down on Cicero's left cheek, leaving a sticky wet mark.

“Beg."

“P-please Ashley, fucking wreck me! Fuck me till my voice is gone! I need it so bad, I can't think straight when I'm around you. All I can think about is riding your dick or sucking you off!"

That wasn't enough for the lynx. She gripped her shaft with a few fingers and lined it up between his spit-slicked cheeks. A few rolls of her hips to further tease Cicero made him nearly bark out orders at her.

“Y-you fucking bitch! H-hurry up! Shove your dick in me! Use me like those fleshlights you always tear! Dammit, I need your COCK!"

That was what she wanted to hear. With a skilled roll of her hips, her length straightened out and slipped between his bubbly cheeks. She could feel that burning hot tailhole against her tip, all while Cicero pushed back against her. Ashley wasn't going to make him suffer any longer, wrapping one arm around his tail as the other paw held his flank. Cicero was begging for it to be shoved in? That was what Ashley was going to do.

A hard thrust forward, a loud slap of hips to ass, the scream of a bitch getting impaled, and the growl of a dominant top claiming their prey. It was a sweet symphony of lust as Ashley gave every inch to Cicero in one thrust. It even came with a wonderful display of shifting colors, courtesy of the chameleon getting his guts scrambled by the lynx. Ashley kept her grip firm on his tail as he wrapped it around her neck to hold her close. Her other paw moved to peel one of his cheeks to the side, admiring the view of that tight tailhole wrapped so obscenely around her dick.

Her hips began to drag back slowly, watching as his tailhole gripped onto that length, hopelessly trying to keep it inside. Half of that length was pulled out before Ashley shoved her hips back forward, ramming it in again roughly. Cicero let out another squealing moan of pleasure, even grinding his hips back against her waist to stir his own guts around with her cock. He didn't need to try for long though, as she began to rapidly pull out and shove her length into him again and again. Every movement of that barbed lynx cock stirred around Cicero's insides, making him gasp, moan, and cry out in bliss. It was only a little bit painful, the roughness that Ashley was going at, but Cicero loved it. There was something about it that drove the chameleon to beg for it harder and slam himself back even more.

Behind him, Ashley was snarling and growling, her claws digging into his hide as she bucked into him like a one-night stand. Her heavy swinging balls slapped against the base of his panty-clad member, reminding her that his length was still hidden away. That tight grip on her length was divine, feeling his tailhole nearly suction her back in each time she pulled out. Each time she drove her cock into her hilt and held it there, she could feel his insides rippling around her like a milking machine, squeezing and stroking her cock like a dream. Ashley loved that sensation, always slamming in and letting him work her shaft with his insides every so often. When she wasn't buried to the hilt like that, her hips were thrusting away hard into Cicero's tail end. The parking lot was filled with the sounds of her hips slapping into his bubbly ass, mixed with the barely muffled cries of pleasure from Cicero.

They both forgot where they were, lost in the moment, the car rocking back and forth with every thrust. A firm tug on Cicero's tail and a particularly hard thrust inside of him finally popped his cork. Thin ribbons of his cum bubbled out and through his panties, lancing across the backseat of the car as he cried out in his orgasm. His tailhole began to clench down hard, gripping Ashley in a grip so tight she could barely move at all. Suddenly, Ashley pulled out of Cicero completely, admiring his open tailhole as it clenched on nothing, begging for her to stuff herself back in. Cicero was panting, moaning for more of her length, looking back over his shoulder at her, his orgasm dying without her cock stuffed inside of him. She just smirked at the chameleon before slamming her length back in, only to pull it all the way back out again. Cicero let out a needy whine, wanting her to just keep fucking him properly.

“You fucking bitch! Ahh! D-don't ruin it! C-come on Ash! Nngh, d-don't make me gape r-right now! Just f-fucking knock me up!" The lynx growled, slapping his bubbly ass with her paw as she worked her length back in.

“Shut the fuck up Cicy, this ass is mine tonight! And if I want to work it open, then I'm gonna work it open~" Ashley jammed her cock up into him again, starting to fuck him once more with long hard thrusts. She would still pull out every now and then, just to see how much havoc she was wreaking on his tailhole.

The whole time, Cicero had no more complaints, burying his face in the backseat of Ashley's car. She was fucking him good and hard through his afterglow, straight into the building of a second climax for the chameleon. This time though, Ashley was getting close too. Her grunts and moans came through clenched teeth as she could feel her balls beginning to tense up. Her loins were aching and burning, needing to breed a load into her boyfriend right now as her hips clapped against his ass. Cicero could tell she was close, bouncing himself back against her, using his tail to pull her tight against him. The moans, the shuddering grip, the growling, that fucking twitching of her cock, all pointed to her about to bust deep inside of him.

And with a loud snarl, she came hard.

She didn't even try to hold back her volume as she buried every inch of her length in her boyfriend. Gouts of hot lynx cum began to pump into Cicero in thick ropes, painting his inner walls alabaster with her spunk. The feeling of her hot seed flooding his guts sent Cicero overboard once again, as weak spurts of his own cum dribbled through his ruined panties. Ashley let out grunts with each and every spurt of her spunk inside of him, her balls tensing and pulling up against her body. Cicero was beginning to feel light headed, the only things he was fully conscious of was the building warmth inside of him and the aching feeling in his backside.

Seconds turned to minutes as they rode out their orgasms together. As they began to breathe normally, riding out their afterglows, Ashley wiped the back of her paw across her brow. It was always so adorable watching as Cicero got control of his colors back, watching that shifting palette across his skin return to normal. She ran her paws up and down his back, rubbing him as he let out a long whine.

“F-fuuuuck I'm going to be so sore." The lynx gave him a soft kiss on his tail as she kept stroking his back, pulling her softening length out slowly. As her tip slipped free from Cicero's stretched hole, a small waterfall of her seed began to flow out of him, landing wetly on the concrete below them as he whined.

“Worth it, though." The chameleon lifted his head, blushing as he could feel all that cum rushing through his sore tailhole, hearing it splatter on the ground below.

“S-so fucking worth it." As they giggled together, just basking in their afterglow, they didn't notice the sound of footsteps approaching them slowly.

“E-excuse me?" Cicero yelped in surprise, his hide shifting to match his surroundings, fully camouflaged except for his clothes. It left Ashley standing there, a puddle of cum at her feet with Cicero's clothes barely visible in the low light, the back door of her car still open and cum splattered all over the seat inside. She turned to see the waiter that had served them earlier in the night.

“O-oh, hello, erm, sorry! The food was just so good, I couldn't even wait till I was h-home!" Ashley gulped nervously, cursing herself in her mind for getting caught having sex in public with Cicero.

“D-do you need help cleaning up?" The waiter nervously asked, a bright blush on his cheeks. Cicero nearly gasped when he heard this, instead he slowly relaxed his camouflage to reveal his leaking gaped tailhole and backside to the waiter, Ashley standing there behind him. Her cock was starting to harden again after hearing the waiter speak up, biting her own lip as a flush of lust hit her. She was sure that Cicero would be fine with a second round. Might as well shoot their shot.

“Want to serve both of us again tonight? We could do with a second helping."

The waiter nodded eagerly, showing off the bulge in his uniform. He was going to be getting a lot more than just a tip tonight.