Short Summary Vol. 7
#7 of Short Summaries
Made for #FatFoxWeek this week with a little surprise for day #7 hope you guys keep an eye out! Enjoy!
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed throughout the lecture hall as the hefty fox's shaft burrowed into your ass.
The fox's cum was running down your legs forming a puddle beneath you. Your own load spurting forth to join it.
"That's eight..." he panted, "Two more?"
As Gideon Grey's apprentice you half expected to be doing a lot of the baking. But instead... you found yourself running other errands...
The bakery had closed for the evening after a busy day of complicated custom orders.
"Ya did good today- ah fuck..." Gideon moaned as you deep-throated his thick cock.
You pulled off with a pop, "Thanks Sir, anything to help right?"
"Fuckin' A Right, kiddo," the fox pushed up his glasses and grinned. "Now finish up so ya get a cream fillin'."
"Knees, now,"
Gideon blushed hotly as he knelt down before you, his rigid cock twitching and throbbing in need.
You cup his chin and force him to look at you, studying the nervousness in his eyes.
"Just relax, ain't gonna hurt ya," you plant a kiss on his nose and he smiles at you.
Sitting back in your chair, you pick up his leash. With a gentle tug, you beckon him closer.
"Now let's see if those lips are as sweet as your pastries, shall we?"
"Yes sir." he says
As you stretched, stepping out of the bathroom in only your briefs, you see Gideon sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a singlet.
"Wow..." you say softly.
"D-do ya like it? I-I saw your closet an' bought one." Gideon stammered.
The fox got his answer as both you and him were making out on the bed, and grinding your bulges together.
Gideon tightened his embrace around you, his pre-cum leaking through the fabric and soaking into your briefs. "I'mma cum soon."
You kiss his nose, "Me too."
After a lovely evening of swimming, and good food, you find yourself sitting on the shoreline, your hand locked together with Gideon's.
You look over at him, seeing his face twisted in worry.
"Gid? Is there something wrong?"
The portly fox says nothing and he reaches into his shirt pocket. "I-I wanted to ask y-ya somethin'. For a long time."
Your eyes go wide as he produces a single gold band. "Gideon I-"
"You're very special to me. You're kind. Ya make me feel all happy,"
You bring your hand up to his face, brushing away a stray tear. "Yes,"
"Really? Ya mean that?!" Gideon said.
"I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true," you let him slip the band on your finger before he practically tackles you into the sand kissing you all over.
You take a big whiff as Gideon presses his musky, socked feet against your face.
"Christ sport, ya really like my big ol' paws, huh?" The fox gave his bulging jock a firm rub.
"Mmhm," you moan softly.
You peeled the pungent cotton from Gideon's feet before running your tongue over the moist, soft sole of his foot, gathering the taste of sweat as it sent your senses into overdrive.
"Fuck, Gids." You pant.
"We'll get to that, as soon as you've had your fill, Cub,"
Gideon can't help but whine as you shoved cake into his eager maw.
"Good boy Gids, you cleaned you plate," you tenderly rub his swollen belly earning another moan from him.
"N-no more..." Gideon groaned.
"Ya all stuffed up bud, bout ready to blow?" you tease gently, pressing on the expanse of flesh softly.
"P-please," Gideon's hand wandered down to his crotch where his dick was throbbing and dripping pre profusely.
"Ya blimped up nice and good didn't ya?" You say
Your fingers curl around his dick, pumping it softly as your other hand rubs his turgid belly. Gideon let out a moan, feeling the contents of his packed gullet slosh as he bucked into your hand.
"Though foxes were big bad hunters, but you're just a greedy oaf, huh,"
"Yes sir!"
"Who's my favorite pudgy baker?"
"M-me Sir, it's me!" Gideon squealed he was teetering so close to the edge, savoring each stroke of his pre-glazed dick.
"Then show me. Cum, ya little piggy!" You urged
Gideon howled as his orgasm racked his body sending ropes of his thick cum on his gut. As he slowly relaxed you held your cum-covered fingers and watched him lick them clean.
"Good boy,"
He snuggles into you, "Thank you, Sir,"
"Happy honeymoon, Gideon,"