A Country Outing
GET THE F*CK OUT!
Gwendolyn was pretty lucky. A young twenty something vixen, she had landed a plum job on Fleet Street right out of university. Working for one of Britain's major tabloids, her ability to both write and take pictures put her in great demand from the paper's editors. She was always running here and there, covering interesting stories. Her hard work allowed her a nice downtown flat, and even an older Mini, which she used on the weekends.
Alas, all was not well in Gwen's life. Gwen hadn't had much luck with men. Clive was her latest romantic malfunction. She had met him at a nightclub opening. He was the drummer in a grunge tribute band. Somehow, she had ended up spending the night with him, and he had never left. A mechanic by trade, Clive worked irregularly, if at all. Lately, his unrelenting dourness had really gotten to her. This was made worse by his cocaine habit. It was now at the point where she began to fear for her own safety.
The city was a lonely place sometimes. Gwendolyn had a good friend, Chloe', but Chloe' had left for the country, to be nearer her family, after she was recently made redundent. The two vixen still talked regularly. Chloe' knew of Clive, and had long been encouraging her friend to leave him. After the last big blowout, she suggested that Gwen come over for a few days to sort things out. Finally, Gwen decided it was time to take her up on her offer.
"When I get back Monday, anything left of yours goes right in the bin!"
Gwen slammed the door behind her. Just walking out seemed to be empowering. She dragged her bag down the stairs, to her Mini, sitting at the curb. Gwendolyn stuffed her bag in the back seat, threw back the softop, and headed for the M1.
Almost as soon as she got on the road., her spirits lifted. It was Spring, the smell of life was in the air, and her car's open roof let in the morning sunshine. Even the elderly cars' numerous noises didn't seem as bad as usual. The trip was so pleasant, Gwen was almost sad when she left the motorway, for the country roads to her friend's house. She passed fields and brooks and miles of stone wall. And it was at the end of just one such country lane that Chloe' lived. the Mini pulled up in front of a cute little cottage. It was just perfect; it had a wall, a hedge, and lots of flowers. It seemed so quintisencially British, like an illustration from a book. Gwen grabbed her bag, and headed for the door, which was open.
"Anyone home? she called
"GWEN!!!! Chloe' rushed to hug her "You look great!. You surprised me, though. I didn't think you'd be here until much later. I was just heading out to aerobics class. It's not fancy, like your London health clubs, but it's fun. Want to come? "
"Well, I didn't bring anything to wear" she answered truthfully
"Don't worry, I'm sure I have something..."
Leading her back to the bedroom, Chloe' rooted around, until she found a fuscia cotton spandex leotard, and a pair of purple tights. Chloe was still in the bedroom, looking for trainers. She knew that her friend was just leaving, and, not wanting to delay her furthur, she began to change, even though she was not alone. She pulled off her knit top, revealing pert little breasts. She wriggled out of her super tight jeans, showing a taught body, and a washboard stomach. She din't wear knickers; she never did. While she searched the closet floor, Chloe' looked over, making conversation as Gwen dressed. She pulled the tights over her furry thighs, tugging them up snugly against her sex. Gwen had bright red fur, contrasted with a striking white belly, ending just below her sex. The contrast was so great, you could see it through the opaque tights. She then pulled on the leotard. Chloe' was a bit smaller, maybe a size, so it fit really tight By poking and wiggling a bit, she got it on. It was tight, though, showcasing both her pert little nips, and the crease of her sex.
"Found 'em" Chloe declared, holding a pair of purple trainers aloft. Gwen took the trainers, and a pair of socks, and sat on the bed to put them on.
"Look at the time! We better go!" Chloe' declared, grabbing her bag, and heading for the door.
The class was held in a church basement, just a few miles away. Gwendolyn jumped down from the Land Rover, and followed her friend into the church. It was a small class, but what it lacked in size, it more than made up for in enthusiasm. The instructor, a young Border Collie set a fast pace, mixing Seventies disco, with eighties heavy metal. The varied group of older ladies and young housewives tried to keep up with varying degrees of success. Chloe', for her part, was VERY enthusiastic. She wore a short babydoll style top, with nothing underneath, flashing her chest as she bounced, jumped and kicked to the music. Her bottom was a tight little pair of shorts, which hugged her backside to perfection. Gwen was a little surprised at the show her friend put on; she didn't remember Chloe' as that way. Gwendolyn made it through the class, as she was young and fit, but it was a fairly high intensity class. When the hour was up, both foxes were bathed in sweat. Gwen was so wet, her leotard just stuck to her everywhere. Also, the seat had largely migrated into the crack of her arse. With people around, Gwen wanted to wait before performing a major readjustment. They put the equipment away, Chloe' threw her a towel, and they headed back to the house.
Back at the house, Gwendolyn collapsed into a high back easy chair by the door; Chloe' sat on the ottoman...
"You should have warned me" Gwen complained
"I knew you could handle it" Chloe' stated matter-of-factly
They sat there for a time, catching their breath, and sweating profusely. Chloe's top had become semi transparent. While here blaze was not as pronounced as her friends, her nipples were still visible through the short, sheer top. Chloe sat there, her legs tucked up close. Sitting as she was, Gwendolyn could not help but notice that bright red fur spilled out of the leg opening on her sweaty little shorts.
"What's that perfume?' Chloe asked. She got up to sniff. As she stood over her friend to smell behind her ear, her legs must have given out. Gwen went to steady her friend. Chloe's hands ended up on her shoulders, Gwen's steadying her waist. The two vixen were now nose to nose, with Chloe' leaning over Gwendolyn. They stayed that way, nose to nose for what seemed like forever, as if they were both figuring out what to do. Then steadied, Chloe' sniffed behid her ear. She lingered, though, as if she had other business there. Then, Chloe' went back, as if for another sniff, but this time, she licked and nuzzled her friend, running her snout up and down the nape of her neck. She then returned to her friend, snout to snout. They just held it there, so close, until somethig happened that surprised Gwendolyn greatly. Their mouths were slightly open from panting, She leaned forward, touching noses, then touching tongues. They touched, then withdrew, then touched again,this time with Chloe' initiating it. Then they kissed. This was no acident. The kiss was long and deep, and deeply enjoyable to both. They kissed, and kissed, for maybe five minutes. Chloe' was still leaning over Gwen, as she had been. At last, Gwen stood up, so as to allow her closer to her friend. Chloe' immediately put her arms around her friend's neck; Gwens arms joined loosely at her waist. As their kiss resumed, Chloe' pulled her close. Gwen's hands fell to her friend's firm shapely arse. With her hands there, Gwen could pull their pelvises together, which she did. The two were now so close, that each could feel the sweat, the heartbeat of the other. They kissed and played like schoolgirls. each wondering what would happen next. then Chloe' brushed her shoulder, knocking the strap of her leotard from her shoulder.
"Was it an accident?" she wondered. But she let it hang loose. She had sweat so, the garment still clung tight. Gwendolyn was giddy with feeling, not knowing what to do,how to feel. But she liked it. In the arms of her friend, she was excited, alive. While Gwen had never touched another woman like this it seemed...natural, as if her friend knew just how she liked to be touched. Summoning her courage, Gwendolyn escalated, pulling the zip down the back of the little shorts, until they sprung open, like a flower, now in bloom. With her center bottom now exposed, Gwen stroked the damp wet fur there. Chloe', for her part, giggled, as if this were what she had in mind all along....
"Shall we...get comfortable?" Chloe' invited. Not waiting for an answer, she took Gwendolyn by the hand, and lead her to the bedroom.
Chloe's bedroom was a beautiful place; it was the sort of place you might imagine in a Laura Ashley dream. There were beautiful fabrics, florals everywhere. The metal windows were cranked open allowing the smell of garden flowers in. And there was a huge bouquet of flowers on the dresser, and a smaller one on the bedside table. Standing by the bed, the two friend's eyes met. Holding hands, Chloe' spoke
"Is this...what you want?"
Gwendolyn smiled, and nodded her consent.With the birds chirpping happily outside, Chloe' stepped behind Gwen. She slid the other strap of the leotard off, then rolled the sticky garment to her waist. She then kissed and nuzzled,Gwen, while simultaniously toying with her breasts. Chloe's touch awakened something in Gwen long dorment. Gwendolyn wanted more, far more than the kisses she was being offered. Forging ahead, Gwen turned to face her lover. Boldly, she pushed the little babydoll top up, freeing Chloe's breasts. Freed from their tops, the two vixen embraced, greedily exchanging kisses and caresses. Gwen took it all in joyously, she loved her friend's attentions, her smell, her touch. When had she ever experienced the gentle attentions she now received? Their bare nips touched, and there was electricity between them. Then tension dissolved into passion, each kiss caring more urgency....
"More" whimpered Gwendolyn
"What honey?" Chloe' replied
"More" she repeated "I want you so much, I want more...."
Saying nothing, Chloe' knelt in front of her. She gently slid the leotard over her full and shapely hips. Then, once free, she rolled her tights, over her hips, then down each leg.
Gwendolyn was naked now. Chloe paused to take her in. Her fur was a red in her hidden places as it was elsewhere. The white blaze of her belly was, simply stunning. And at it's very end, the long white fur clung together, and there were beads of moisture clinging to it. "Was it sweat, or maybe more?" she wondered. Softly, the vixen extended her rough, slender tongue, cleaving her partner's sex. This caused Gwen to shudder just a bit, before her hands reached down, exposing her sex openly, begging the intimate attention she now craved...
"Please...." Gwen begged
"Please what, dearest?" Chloe' cooed
"Make me feel better, please!" Gwendolyn moaned Gwen then started to take matters in her own hands, rubbing herself roughly, desperate to put out the fire within....
"I'll help you, my love...." With that, Chloe' began to lick her softly yet firmly. Gwen's response was immediate. Her fingers went from rubbing to opening herself for her friend's attention. She worked faster now, with short, cat-like flicks of her tongue. Gwen liked this, moaning her approval. Then, Chloe' slipped something up her puss. A finger, then two....The feeling, the sensation of fullness in her vagina was all Gwendolyn needed. She grabbed the vixen's shoulders, pulling her in....
"Now, now now, faster faster...."
Chloe did as she was asked; she wanted to share this special bond betwen them. She wiggled her fingers, giving her a little more tension in her vagina when.....
"Chloe"! Yes yesyesyesyesohhhhhhhhh" her voice trailed away. Gwen collapsed to the floor in a pile. Chloe's smiled, wiping a bit of Gwen's juice from her chin....She took her friend in her arms, holding her close. Gwendolyn trembled, still shaking and whimpering from the power of her orgasm.
"That was so...intense" Gwen cuddled up to her friend, trying to get as close as she possibly could. Chloe' lead her to the bed, pulling down the immaculately made sheets..
"Come, Lover; let's get comfortable"
The two stretched out luxiouriously. Gwen lay her head on her friend's chest. She sucked at her nipple, and toyed with her sex. They lay like that for a half hour, maybe more, napping and hugging in the afternoon sun. After a while, Gwen flopped over, laying between Chloe's legs..
"What can I do?" she asked
"What are you asking, dear?" she replied, sweetly
"What can I do...to make you, well, to feel the way that I did?"
She stroked the young vixen's head.
"You do make me feel that way. I feel the same as you. But what can you do? I have...special things I enjoy. Things I hope to share with a special person...."
"Share them with me!" Gwen replied, with genuine excitement.
Chloe' reached into a bedside table drawer, withdrawing some lovely green beads, the size of large marbles.
"Put these in my tightest,darkest place; when you have, I'll tell you more....
Chloe' reached back into the bedside table for some lubricant. She dabbed some on her finger, then introduced it into her rectum. Then she nodded. Chloe' rolled onto her belly. Gwendolyn lovingly fed one bead, then another into her friend's darkest place.
"Now what? she asked
"I like...how do you say this....to be filled.....completely filled. "
"How?" Gwen asked
"By putting your entire paw inside me...."
"Alllll of it?" she asked with wide eyes.
"Yes, my love. ALL of it...."
"Anything else?" she asked, wondering what else there might be...."
"Yes. I like to have my release.....slowly. To savour it, like a fine meal. Don't rush as you tend to me. And the balls? Pull one out, every so often......Don't make me come till the last bead is out...."
Chloe' settled in. making herself comfortable. Gwendolyn, nervously at first, began attending to her friend's sex. She kissed it, licked it, played with her clit....
"Now, dear, put your paw into me....."
Unsure of herself, she began with one slender digit. Chloe' smiled, not protesting at all
"Now another...."
Again, she entered her easily, exploring her special place with both fingers.
"Now three, but first, pull a bead out"
Soon, Gwen's slender paw was completely comsumed in the vixen's vagina. Only a few beads were left....
"Now, make a fist....."
Gwendolyn made a fist. It was very tight, but she did. Slowly, steadily, Chloe' began to rock, her fist like a piston. Faster and faster she rocked, small beads of perspiration on her forehead. She rocked even faster, her face reddened, looking increasing frantic...
"Pull....all the beads out!"
With a gentle tug, Gwendolyne felt the beads pull free. Chloe's body went rigid, her face contorted. She made hardly a sound. Then she just relaxed.....
"How...was it?" the vixen asked, nervously"
"You'll NEVER know" she said, with a wicked, but tired smile....
'But, maybe I COULD...." Gwendolyn smiled back.
Chloe and Gwendolyn never left the house that weekend. The days just flew by. Soon, Chloe' was seeing her friend off, for a return to London....They huged, and kissed, and even cried a little..
"I miss you ever so much!" Gwendolyn exclaimed
"It's a three day in a few weeks, isn't it? Chloe' asked
"So it is" replied Gwendolyn, with a smile.
On the trip home, Gwen got a call..
"Oh, Hi, Mum. Sorry. I've been at a friends. In the country. It's remarkable how much better things are after a country outing!"