White Club Halloween
Damn, I love Halloween, I thought. Being a nineteen-year-old bunny could be tough, but not as much if you were part of the White Club.
And I don't mean white as in you have to have white fur, but as in CUM . Our favorite color. The White Club's members met every month, once a month and this month, our meeting happened to fall on the best night of the year: Halloween. Two of my friends were holding the meeting at their house. I got there about 9 o'clock, and already, another member and his date had arrived. I saw their car parked far back in the long, dim driveway.
The proch light was off and the blinds were drawn on the house. Several giggling kids ran past in various costumes and I suppressed my own giggle, eager for the night ahead.
I walked up the lit graveyard path and knocked on the gargoyle knocker. An eighteen-year-old rat dressed up as the Easter Bunny answered and greeted me, swinging his rat tail in his hand, leaning against the doorframe.
"Hi, Leon." he said seductively, batting his eyelashes at me vigorously.
"Very cute, Ed." I said, pointing to his costume. "It suits you. Ready to lay your Easter egg?" I asked. He whipped his tail at me playfully. I rolled my eyes, smiling toothily.
"Ferl's inside," the playfully dressed rat said. I stepped inside and was greeted by Eric, the twentyone-year-old bull. He was dressed like a biker, all in leather, his jacket torn at the sleeves. He had makeup on to look like a zombie. I could see a bulge in his tight leather biker pants. The knees were torn too. He handed me a drink.
"Drink up, fluffy." he jeered, smiling. I popped the top with my two buck teeth.
"Thanks. Where's Buzz?" I asked.
Buzz was Eric's counterpart, a twenty-year-old delicious tiger who I had the hots for pretty terribly. He was SEXY.
"Inside on the couch. Go say hi." he said, winking at me.
"Thanks." I said, pulling on my frothy beverage. Tasty. I say Buzz sitting on the leather sofa, a bottle in his paw. He was powdered white like a ghost. His cheeks wer hollow and he looked dead. His chest was wrapped in bandages, along with the rest of him, and I could see his elegant curves perfectly.
I sat down across him with my legs in his lap.
"Hi. You're the prettiest dead thing I ever did see, I reckon." I said, smiling and running a finger under his fluffy chin.
Well, maybe you're the ninja that did me in. He purred in regards to my outfit. I licked his maw.
"Mmm, powdered tiger. Way better than a donut." I said, wrapping an arm around his own. He was so muscular and fit. I felt his chest and worked my way down to his perfect sixpack. I rubbed his furry tummy, loving the wamth from his body. He lay his head back and purred, his tail swishing up behind him.
He tugged at my boxers, black and tight to match my ninja outfit and my sleek build. My fur was a golden brown with brown spots and the dark ninja's costume covered most of it.
I moaned in ihs ear, licking it sensuously.
"Mmm. You tigers sure are agressive. And deliciously evil, too." I laughed. He moaned more like a ghost than a tiger.
A silvery dragon, dressed as a knight in metal armor walked in on our embrace, pulling out a long, heavy sword. I pulled out my slender blade to counter him. We paused like that, staring eachother down.
Ferl chugged on his drink, sheathing his sword. He was eighteen.
Talking and laughing, we got up form the couch and followed Ferl into the kitchen as other guests were arriving. It was Jim, the headless horse. His mammothine cock bulged inside his costume. He held a fake head next to his treat bag, which ws full of candy and condoms. Jim was sixteen. Mmm, yummy, I thought, eyeing his meat through his pants.
He waved to me as Ferl smacked his rear end, causing him to whinny.
A reindeer, seventeen and sexy, slinky with a thong visible, dressed as an undead nurse with a skirt and highheels walked into the kitchen, putting a hand to his hip and smiling around at everybody. His fuzzy little tail waggled and was incredibly hot, just above the white thong. His milky brown fur gleamed and shimmered. He was a treat alright, but I hoped, knew, that tonight he'd be a trick, too. We all did. Here at the White Club, everyone was fair game.
He grabbed a drink and sat down at the table right next to me. I snapped his thong and grinned. Buzz sat to the right of me at the table. I was in the middle of the ovicular oak table stuck between the two hottest members there. I was thrilled.
I pulled out my plastic sword and licked it's lenght, staring at the reindeer while I did so. The dragon saw me and gave me a heartyy wink. I laughed and put my sword away.
The ratty Easter bunny, I assumed, would sit next to his lover across the table to my right, but he was currently ushering in the last pair; a husky and a raccoon, the raccoon a burglar and the dog a cop, holding a leash to the raccoon's neck. The couple oth grabbed a drink and sat at complete oppostie ends of the table, greeting everyone with tongue kissed and hugs. I slurped on the raccoon's tongue when it was my turn, my tail waggling behind me eagerly.
The bandit, also nineteen, had a jockstrap on. How sweet, that jockstrap. What an awesome burglar. I'd happily get mugged by Evan, the raccoon, I thought.
The dog was a burly seventeen-year-old sporting a fake pistol and a badge. The rat, Ed, came back from a room with a deck of cards and a drink.
"I'm dealer." He said, sitting next to the dragon like I thought he would, the dragon sprting a boner through his silvery tights, blushing and giggling, rubbing his rat's shoulders.
Now the game would begin. The game was strip poker.
Rex, the sexy cop, blew a kiss to the burglar who caught it and patted his crotch with it, winking.
I rested a hand on both Buzz's and Lix's (the reindeer) thighs. I squeezed as cards were dealt out. I finished my drink and belched, returning my hands to the furries' warm fur. They both grabbed my hands and sucked on my fingers. I blushed, growing excited and siff in my boxers.
With the cards finally dealt out, I took my hand in my paws, fanning out the cards before myself expertly through my black gloves. I felt lucky tonight. REALLY lucky.
I was good at five card stud, even better with five studs, of which at the table I had more. My pants, black and already forfitting, powdered liggtly from resting on Buzz, got tight with my erection. With thte scent of eight other horny males around me (males I had already had encounters with), I could not control my wood from rising. I was ready to play.
Buzz flicked his powdery tail at me throughout the first hand, winking and blowing me ghost kisses. His garbs were just wrapping like a mummy. He would be out rather quickly.
As his tail swiped at me repetitively, I hoped he would be out quikly in the second round. I couldn't wait for some action. My little tuft of fluffy bunny tail wriggled and waggled, giving away my enthusiasm at the night's events to come. Come being the key word, after all , it WAS the White Club. Lix played with my tail, laughing while I blushed and tried to focus on my cards. Teasing was going on all around the table.
When the cards fell, I was not out. Ed won the first hand and out of the lowest hands, decided that Evan should be the first one to lose an item of clothing. Ed grabbed another refill and sat back to watch the raccoon stand up.
Evan the big bad burglar, about average height, shorter than me, took off his jailhouse boot seductively, removing the other in turn. His furry grey toes were now exposed, which Eric and Buzz played with under the table when he sat back down, both still having on all of their garments.
Even in full costume, however, Buzz did not have any shoes on. Even giggled, blushing, and Ed dealt the next hand.
Ferl, the next loser, or rather, designated loser in such a large group, shed his armorplating around his chest and blew Jim a kiss before sitting down, ignoring our hoots and hollers. Jim blushed and hugged him, obviously a little gone already, but still with his head, in a matter of speaking, him being headless and all. I laughed at the thought.
After several hands and several drinks being sipped at and nursed all around the table, we had the first FULL loser. Nobody was surprised when Buzz stood up, wearing only white boxers, manly, groomed, powdered, standing taller than us all.
Buzz spun around, pulling down the boxers to show his tailhole. I shuddered, as did many others. Buzz was SMOKIN HOT. We all thought so. We were all hard by then. A perpetual stiffy was rather par for the course at our White Club meetings, at least until the climax of the evening was through with.
Buzz spun around again, revealing his massive meaty monster for all of us to drool over. He gave it one hard, lusty stroke, tantilizing all of us before beding over again to show us his tailhole again, swishing his tail seductively, fanning his scent around the room. We all breathed in.
I spanked him, blushing, starting to feel pretty good myself, looking over to see the light glaze in Jim's eyes. I giggled. Buzz purred at me while Ed dealt the next hand, sweatinf and obviously very turned on and trying not to think about it, which we ALL commented on, making him laugh nervously. We all turned on him, catcalling, jeering, blowing kisses, dirty talking, winking, swishing our various tails (those that could), until his cheeks burned fiery red under his fur, the fake bunny nose and whiskers doing little to hide his embarassment. Ferl and Eric, both next to him, rubbed his package, causing him to misdeal and have to start over, gasping and biting his lip. We all laughed and jabbered on.
When the cards were out again, Ferl panting, Ed was the next to be out. He had to strip for the next two hands as well, becoming the next full loser.
Ed had been shaken into a stupor when Buzz had stripped down to nothing and he never recovered, especially becasue it ws the full loser's duty to walk around the table and harass the other players with physical contact and dirty words, which Buzz always took to heart, sucking on Ed's ears until he finally lost the rest of the way and off his fake bunny nose and his fluffy white bunny-print undies in a smooth motion, relieved to be out.
Ed's dick was long and slender, fully erect and dribbling pre, throbbing. Buzz cupped a paw around his sack when his undies were down, making Ed blush more deeply. Buzz wiped off the tip and took the pre to his mouth, licking in off of his fingers and smiling, purring again.
"Mmm...." Buzz purred in Ed's ear, his tail swishing back and forth. Ed's was twitching, same as his beasthood. Ferl stroked his lover's meat, causing more pre to seep out. With Ed out and forced to tease and allure the other players into failure, Eric, the eldest of us all, took over as dealer.
Buzz had made his way around behind me without my noticing while Ed had gone straight for the new dealer, whispering filthy words under his breath at the bull, making his cheeks glow as red as the rat's had been. Eric shifter, trying to hide his biker boner, but it was too late and none of us were fooled. Buzz, shocking me, stared rubbing my nipples, scratching his claws sensually around my chest in little flat circles, breathing into my big ears. I moaned, straining to focus on the hand being dealt and played.
I lost, standing up to take off my pants with Buzz running his hands over every inch of my trembling body, slithering his tail over my torso. I revealed my tight little black boxers to the table, Buzz dropping to his knees to lick and nibble on my package. I shuddered, bringing my knees together. The whole table was eyeing me with hungry expressions. I throbbed, damp pre building up against Buzz's heated saliva. They all whistled and whooped, Ed stroking his dick softly. Ferl was the only one with eyes on the rat and not on Buzz and myself. The tiger stroked his meaty member once before standing up and kissing me. I'd always had the feeling that Buzz liked me more than the others, and his tongue did nothing to convince me otherwise. His hands dug into my shorts and my tail wagged furiously. The table whooped and "oo"ed.
Eric began dealing with Buzz and Ed waltzing around the table, sucking on fingers, licking ears, and occassionally pumping on their stiff cocks.
With the next hand over with, Jim surprised us all by being fully out next. His headless costume had been abandoned and his mammothine cock was still covered by clean tighty whities with a smileprint on the rear. He lowered these around his ankles, both Ed and Buzz on their knees to slobber on his gigantic length at once. Jim was the youngest out of all of us, and usually the more eager to be drilled, but every now and then he would screw the living hell out of one of us with his supreme stick and send us home on a cloud of bliss and ecstacy. He was hung even for a horse, afterall.
I rubbed my package in my lap. Lix saw me do this and rubbed on my package as well. I stopped, leaning back and moaning. He laughed, but only smiled rather sheepishly for a reindeer and kept on grinding his palm into my lap. I was grateful that the next hand was underway. I didn't want to get TOO worked up and shoot off just yet by accident. Jim joined the ranks of the naked distractors and I played my hand rather wisely, afraid and almost hoping to be out next. All I had on were my ninja boxers.
The reindeer let out a yip when the winner, myself (with four queens), told him to strip off the remainder of his nurse outfit, his white thong. The skirt and the tight latex white blouse had been abandoned already.
He looked at me with twinkling eyes and stood up gracefully. He hooked his hands into his thong straps sunsually, everyone at the table staring slack-jawed at him. The thong did little to hide his throbbing erection. He pulled the thong down, realeasing musk, wiggling and playing with the thong, Buzz pawing off lightly, Ed and Jim stroking eachother's tools. Ed was using both hands for Jim.
I bent down on the ground in front of Lix, licking his soft fur and cupping his balls. He moaned loudly, grabbing my shoulders and shuddering when I licked his length, tasting salty pre.
The was getting interesting. I rubbed at my own starving member before sitting back down to play the next hand.
Lix stayed behind me, nibbling on my ears and rubbing my boner through my inky boxers. I was moaning into my hand, seeing that I had nothing to play. I got three new cards and still I had nothing. Oh no, I thought, moaning louder under my breath as Lix stuck his soft paw into my shorts. I could feel his fengers play all over my meat before he entirely grabbed it and began pawing me off.
I had lost. Rex, the winner with a royal flush, however, did not doom me. He had his eyes set on Eric, the bull, who took off his pants, leathery and black, to reveal his dark forest green skivies. Lix kept softly pawing me off through the next hand, which I also lost. This time, Evan won, and seeing the lust in his lover's eyes, made Eric strip down for him.
With a new hand, Lix finally moved away to harass another player, although reluctantly, and I was able to win twice in a row. I made Rex the cop and Ferl the knight strip down in front of the whole table, the distractors at his cock and tail, driving him crazy with lust. He had a large erection under his silvery thong. I thought Lix had been the only one to wear one, but I had been wrong.
The next hand's winner, Rex, decided to spare me again, somewhat distracted by the trio of men licking and whispering at him, and made Ferl lose the thong. Ed sucked Ferl's dick, which erupted white hot cum all over Ed's face, sending the room into an uproar, the distractors clamoring for the taste of Ferl's juices. He would be hard again in no time. I still was.
With just three players left, we each had two members trying to distract us. The next hand ws barely won by Evan, who had his lover strip for him while Jim and Ed tried to distract me. I had my whole hand around Jim's tool, stroking him off while I strained to stay focused. I prayed he wouldn't shoot off or I would lose it for sure. Jim had his head back and was whinnying, Ed licking at my balls through the boxers. I moaned, watching Rex the dog, tail wagging, lose his bue cop undies and get toubleteamed by Eric and Buzz, both of them slurping on his cock and smacking his rump. Rex was panting, Lix and Ferl kissing on Evan, who was also panting.
It ws down to just me and Evan, both in our shorts. Well, Evan in a jockstrap, anyhow. It was even prison striped. Nice. With all of the hard cocks in my face, the hands all over my body, my head spinning from musk, my chest heaving, I lost the last round.
I was forced to stand up and be stripped by six horny animals, all tongues and fingers. I came on Buzz's tongue, who had been blowing me. My tailhole clenched on Ed's fingers. I moaned loudly, the whole room turning on Evan, the sexy raccoon who had beaten us all. We all surrounded him, ripping off the tiny piece of fabric protecting him. We all sucked and pemped and fingered him so much and so bestially that he came twice before we were done with him and sitting back down in our original seats, panting like mad, the room reaking of cum and musk. We'd all came in the process and the floor, as well as our collective fur, was sticky and damp. I sucked on Lix's face, playing with his erection, my meat growing rapidly with Buzz's fingers up my tailhole and his tongue all over the fur on my back.
We all settled down after a chargd moment. This was the part I LOVED. I got into my seat fully and wiped my mouth of Lix's saliva. The eager reindeer kept massaging my cock well after the spoons had been set up in the middle of the table. I was ready. My dick pulsed and I felt lucky again. I had a good feeling.
Ed was again the dealer for the new game.
"Alright ladies. The game is spoons. You know the drill." Ed said, dick throbbing, Ferl watching it do so. He began dolling out the next game of cards.
I was eager for this part. The whole room was silent, every player wanting secretly to lose, but trying desperately to be razor sharp and win the grand prize.
I swiped card after card from the reindeer as they came my way, not wanting to lose so early in the game at least. Every eye was tense, every paw set. I saw the bull secretly grab a spoon. I lunged out, meeting other grabby hands. I returned my hand victorious, spoon in hand.
Rex was not paying attention, getting pawed off by Jim the hugely hung horesy.
He looked around, snapping out of his daze, blushing, and headed under the table without a word as we al laughed. Jim statrted to moan softly and the spoons were replaced with the subtraction of one of them. Rex was sucking Jim's mammothine cock under the wooden table, wood being the most appropriate word as we all prepared for the next round and played with ourselves as little as possible as both Rex and Jim worked up musky moans of lustful pleasure.
Buzz started stroking my chest with his paw, sometimes pulling at my meat so I started fondling him. The next round came and went and we all roared with laughter when Jim, eyes closed and head back, did not even notice that we'd all grabbed a spoon and that he was out. He blaushed, whinnied, coming, and dropped under the table, drooling and licking his lips. Eric began moaning just as I felt a horse's maw swallow up my length. I grabbed the table, looking down, Buzz laughing and Lix brushing Jim's hair with his paw while he proceeded to blow me, rather expertly, I might add.
Oh geez, I thought, feeling his tongue gently sliding along my girth. The next round was ifficult, but I held my own and did not blow my load or the hand. Buzz, distractedly watching Jim suck me off, lost. He smiled at me, winking, and dropped under the table. I felt the maw release me just as another one, familiar to me (though I could've guessed who's it was anyway), sucked down on my member. I inhaled sharply, feeling tongue and fangs and throat.
Lix and Ferl started moaning and gasping, being sucked on by Rex and Jim.
Buzz made me blow my load halfway through the next hand and kept on sucking. I stayed hard, not knowing what to do, my head spinning.
With all of my distractions, Eric, surprisingly, was the next to leave the table (or at least to go under it). Now I was free of my suckfest and Ed, Lix, Ferl and Evan were all panting, a good sign that they were being serviced rather non-covertly. I felt a paw grope at my balls. Another paw wrapped around my stiff, quivering cock.
The next round was slow and clumsy. After each hand, whoever was still in took a shot. By now, my head was absolutley swimming.
Ferl moaned loudly, gripping the table and not seeing the rest of us go for spoons. I had not noticed either, having been watching Ferl get worked up and not trying to blow my load again so soon. But I managed to snag one. Ferl swore, ducked sloppily under the table, and two mouths started wrestling over my beasthood. I gasped. My teeth were feeling numb, all my attention on waht was happening unseen under the table. I ran a hand through each of the cocksucker's hair in turn.
My chest tightened as cards were passed by me. I was getting sloppy and not paying attention. I hoped not to lose and struggled to pull myself together. The two mouths bickering and sliding all over my rod felt phenomenal. The room, despite it being night and hte fact that we were all naked, was heating up, musk swirling and pooling everywhere. My nose was going insane. My head spun wonderfully. I felt so content. I managed to collect four cards (threes) and snatched a spoon. The only one not fast enough, Evan, had his eyes rolled back in his head and wal pumping Rex's head. I could tell that was who it was since he kept moaning out his name. I could hear furious pawing off under the table.
The two maws slipped away, two new ones replacing themalong with a set of fingers up my tailhole. I called out. The next hand was even slower, or so it seemed, as we were all popping off in mouths and breathing heavily, eyes rolling in sockets. The ones under the table were moaning and mewing too, stroking themselves and eachother off. The smell of tail and sex was stifling, overwhelming us all, our bestial intstincts beginning to override our better natures.
Lix lost the game, cursing and almost falling to the floor where I felt him start to suck my member, which was slick with spit and cum.
Ed was pulsating in his seat, overwhlmed by the four horny guys all over his body and sex parts. I laughed. Ed just smiled and moaned, winking at me. This was it: this would decide who got the threesome out of the bunch when the game was over; when the orgy would begin!
The pressure was on and my dick was raw and shooting another load of seed into someon'e's face (more likely, faces).
I had two queens, a king, and an ace. A three passed by. No. Four. No. Another king came by, which I took. The fingers in my tailhole were joined by two more as I squirmed, being stretched and sucked, slimy and disoriented, my hole wrenched open, my prostate being worked demandingly by skilled fingers. I cursed, drawing another queen. A QUEEN!! I took it, moaning and looking at Ed for a sign of his victory. He ws breathing loudly, moaning freely.
He dropped his cards and leaed back, overcome with ecstacy, just as another queen showed up. I snatched it, grabbed at the last, solitary spoon and stood up, crying out, feeling the mouths and fingers, hands and tails fall away to disappointed moans. Then I called out my victory and the moans were no longer disappointed. Everybody came out from under the table, cocks and maws dripping with cum, some with fingers or paws dripping too.
"I want Buzz to fuck me," I slurred speedily, head swimming, making him pant and grin in delight, coming over to me and fingering me from behind while biting the scruff of my neck. Everybody was panting hard, chests heaving. Ed didn't look crestfallen at all. "But hey, I wanna screw that little reindeer Lix!" I squeeked out, smiling and pulling Lix to me. His heart hammered and I kissed him deeply, hearing the others go at it, sinking a few fingers into his anal gullet.
This was what we played for: the orgy.
Everybody paired off in a blur of mouths and dicks, sinking back into the living room or the kitchen to yiff on every surface imaginable, and some that really weren't. Bezz bent me over where I stood, grabbing me by the back of the neck. I yelled, moaning into Lix's kiss as Buzz entered me. I spun the horny sex-feining reindeer around and entered him, shooting seed off as I was pounded from behind, burying my length in Lix's own soft, tight tailhole and in one thrust of my hips, I was off, pounding away and pawing him off, Buxx assisting me by hammering away at my own hole, rubbing my back and neck.
It was all a blur of sex and positions after that.
What a Happy Halloween!!!