Night Time Adventures 01: Picnic Thrust

Story by ShaKaar on SoFurry

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A panther decides he needed some hot nighttime outdoor fun, so he sets up a hookup with a fox.


Night Time Adventures 01: Picnic Thrust

By Sha'Kaar Thunderpaws

Author's Note: So, most of my writing, what little I have atm and hope to increase, is often loosely based off something of inspiration. Sometimes it's based on a picture, a phrase I hear, a fantasy I had or an actual real world occurrence. This time, it's the latter, this is more or less based on a real world event with a little embellishment for artistic style and for your, hopeful, entertainment. I am also hoping to make 'Night Time Adventures' a series of short stories, so please enjoy and let me know what you think. Thank you for reading!

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I was nervous. I had set up many 'hook-ups' before, and i'll likely set up many more, but each one always made me nervous. You always hear stories of furs getting attacked or worse, but I am sure those odds are low and mostly just horror stories. But still, I was nervous. I started to chat with this guy, a fox, about an hour before. His profile on the site was pretty generic, nothing special jumped out; 45, short, thin, bottom, "Hungry Fox wanting to worship your cock" was pretty much all it implied. There were a couple photos, mostly ass and a few full body back views, all of which showed he was a fairly classic fur pattern of orange, white, and black.

So here I was at a park, it was still within city limits with a small parking lot near the middle, our meeting spot. The parking lot itself had a few trails from it and was set beside a picnic area and baseball diamond, altogether it was mostly surrounded by trees. Lights were scattered about the area creating various patches of light and shadows. The light rain was making that unmistakable hollow metal sound as it landed on the roof of my car, my car radio was playing some random song I wasn't even listing too. My paws were gripping my phone, incase he messaged me, while I keep looking down the driving path and waiting.

Finally up ahead I could see car lights driving down the path towards me and I watched as he drove into the parking area and parked his car behind mine. I watched his car in my side mirror and once his headlights turned off I decided to step out of my car, my dark black fur glinting with a purple tint in the light of the nearby street lamps. I stood against my car door as I built up the courage to do this, which always gets easier the moment the other guy arrives. I started to give a sly smirk as I watched a thin short fox steps out of his car and move towards me.

Slowly he walked towards me, I can smell that soft hint of worry on the air coming from his direction. It puts me fully at ease knowing he was nervous too. His hips sway slightly as he steps up to me and places his paw on my shirt, feeling my hard chest through it.

He speaks softly, "So, I've never been here where should we go?" looking up at me.

"Well, there is a trail there, or covered picnic tables over there."

He simply nods and I gesture towards the covered area, it's kinda out in the open with a bright light pointing towards it, but that just adds to the thrill. As we walk I am already starting to get hard as I can feel the slightly coarse texture of my jeans against the head of my cock. The fox, walking behind me obediently, follows me as I walk to a random table in the middle of the covered area.

Without a word, his paw reaches for my growing bulge and he smiles. As he gives me a quick grope I hear him moan and in one smooth action he opens my jeans and is kneeling down in front of me. He presses his muzzle into my crotch and inhales my scent deeply, murring softly in pleasure. My cock already half out of his sheath disappears into his muzzle quickly as I feel his velvety tongue loop around my length coaxing more and more of it out. His paws, braced on my hips, gently kneed my skin through my jeans. His muzzle moving back and forth a few times before pulling off and seductively rubbing the length of my cock against the side of his pointed muzzle.

He whispers softly to me, "Your cock is amazing!" as he starts to lap at my balls and sucking on them with his long tongue.

The, clearly slutty, fox's praise excited me more as I start to purr louder with his worship level attention to me. My mind starts to go dull as I fall into the pleasure of feeling his tongue and muzzle moving all around my crotch. I know he is still occasionally giving me praise, but after a few minutes of his work, I can no longer pay attention to the words, but I understand his meaning from his actions alone.

Say what you will about foxes and their slutty nature but they do make damn good sexual partners, if you haven't had the privilege yet I highly recommend it. But anyways, back to my story.

I was in heaven, we hadn't decided on the my taking his tailhole yet, I knew in our brief texting that he wanted it, but I tend to be more spur of the moment type choice. Well all his hard work was definitely working me up good, and I knew I was gonna take his tail soon. So in a moan filled grunt I just looked down and said, "Make sure its good and wet, and when it's ready turn around."

A soft grunt and the simple words of "Yes Sir!" were all I heard, as he began to work harder slicking up my hard cock with his muzzle.

After a few more moments he pulls off my cock, dripping with his saliva, and turns around leaning over the table behind him. His pants already down, something he must have done while working on my cock, his tail now raised high offering himself to me. Stepping forward I lean towards him pointing my slick cock head at his waiting hole, and with one fluid motion I hilted myself into him as we both moaned and grunted at the same time.

I wait there for a few brief moments, just resting and feeling his body react and form around mine before I start to pull back. Slowly at first I move my hips and adjust my foot paws to get the right angle before I push back in, his ass slick and smooth. My pace starts slow and easy, but not for long, the feeling of this fox is incredible as I pick up my pace and begin to hammer my cock harder into him. His enjoyment is clear as I hear him pant and moan in pleasure as my own grunts and loud purring can be heard.

My mind, still in that state of bliss, I can hear what I think are more words or praise, but I don't think on them, right at this moment it's all about me. Looking down at his ass I can see his fur is matted up some as my cock slides in and out quickly, hilting him with each slam. I can see his arm, reaching under himself, I know he is stroking his own knotted cock with a furious passion, more signs of his enjoyment. My paws slide up his back, under his shirt and jacket, and I rake my claws down his back and he howls out in pleasure.

I wonder quickly if anyone heard him, but soon I stop caring, as I feel an all too familiar intensity build up within me. I know it won't be too long for me before I finish inside him, and I slide my paws up his back again and grip his shoulder tightly to give me better leverage to thrust with all my strength. His moans and cries of pleasure, louder than mine, are likely giving away to the surrounding houses what we are doing and where we are doing it. However, that only excites me more as I start to slam harder and as deep into him as I possibly can, and with a single grunt I say, "I'm gonna cum!"

Wave upon wave of ecstasy wash over me as I feel myself unload in his tailhole, my brain too euphoric to count my shots, I just feel and hear the loud wet suction sounds comming from his hole as I continue to thrust into him a few more times. Finally, after a few final thrusts, I pull out from him, I can feel my cock drip as I do and I back up closing up my pants.

He turns around watching me, with a saddened tone "Shame I can't lick that clean for you." To which I just smirk and re open my pants. Just as fast as before he is on his knees, and his muzzle working with lustful excitement, licking the mixture of our bodies from my softening cock. A few moments later he gets up, his paw gripping my shrinking cock and sheath, and he sighs happily. Slowly we start walking back to our cars, as I again do up my jeans, the night air chilling and wet with a soft rain still.

As I reach my door, and he to his, he looks my way and just says in a simple tone, "I hope to do this again."

I look at my car window, unlocking my door and nod, "Have a good night." is all I say in response as I get into my car, wrapping my tail behind me as I sit. I look back in the mirror, and watch him get into his car as I start my engine. As I am driving away, I smile softly, replaying the whole event in my head as I feel my cock twitch softly already ready for more.