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Disclaimer – Like lovely lemurs and lazing about in lively lounges? Likely, leaving would limit your lemur lewds. And so, I’ll loquaciously lead you to this lovely legend of lascivious lovemaking. (This is a work of pornographic fiction. Do not read if it would be illegal for you to do so.)

The Lewd Lemur Lounge

The lounge sounds like a perfect place to take a break, just sit around and have a drink or two before seeing what you can find at the convention proper. The arch leading to it just oozes relaxation: a yawning portal of dim lights and ambient music that leads away from the bright openness of the lobby.

Who knows, maybe you can make some friends for the rest of the convention as well.

Walking inside though, it’s nothing like any lounge you’ve ever seen before. You immediately feel lost in the high-ceilinged room, circular drapes hanging from the ceiling like translucent birdcages, each one its own little semi-private room.

The faint, pulsing ambient music swells in the background.

You can barely make out the silhouettes as you walk around a light blue ring of curtains. Something long and sinuous coils around someone, and there’s the flapping of scaly wings followed by a gout of flame. In the brief burst of light, you see the shadow of a long dragon coiling around a gazelle as she lays back against his scaly body.

They both pause, the shadows of their heads turning towards you. You’re not sure if they can see you through the heavy material or not, but your cheeks blaze as you hurry away, wandering deeper into the strange dream-like lounge.

The draped booths bloom all around you like strange luminescent mushrooms.

You hear footsteps that form a strange ostinato rhythm with the ambient music in the background. You feel like you’re in the wrong place.

You didn’t come here to spy on anyone, and yet your heart hammers in your chest.

Panicked for no good reason, you look to the right and the left. There’s a heavy circle of red velvet curtains hanging on one side, and it seems empty, just a large round something in the center from the looks of it; maybe a raised table? You lift the heavy hem of the drapes and slide inside, breathing out a sigh of relief as they flumph down behind you.

It’s not a table on the inside at all, but rather a huge wicker bowl with a thick red cushion in the middle of it, larger than a king-sized bed. You stare up at the ceiling of your curtained tube, diffused light pouring down from a glowing orange pane at the center of the drapes.

You peer over the side of the luxurious papasan, squinting in the dimness. But as you crane your head over one of the high edges, you find yourself staring into two sets of wide yellow eyes with piercing jet-black pupils.

“Well, hello there, stranger,” a woman’s voice with a cheerful drawl rings out as you see the ball of grey and white fur at the edge of the cushion untangle itself into two humanoid lemurs, their long stripey tails slowly curling around each other.

“Looking for a little company?” She stretches out her legs, hand-like foot paws grasping at nothing as she cracks her fluffy neck from side to side. Her body is all curves, pleasant roundness accentuated by her glossy grey white and black fur.

The other lemur yawns, tongue curling out of his mouth as he rubs the back of a hand over his eyes. “Oh, have you made a new friend, Gina?”

He looks down at you with bleary-eyed beneficence, lips curling up in a smile. “Well, there’s plenty of room for one more, so don’t be a stranger.” His voice is a little gravelly, but with a musical twang. He’s much lankier than she is, limbs stretched out at odd angles like a marionette with its strings cut that just decided to chill like that.

“Don’t let Dango pressure you,” Gina titters. “But, if you’re coming in, make sure to take off your shoes.”

“And everything else really,” Dango adds bemusedly. “Trust us, it’s very soft and very warm in here, and we’d love to have a third.”

Heat rises to your cheeks. You have to admit it’s a tempting offer though. The hazy atmosphere makes laying down to relax even more appealing. And they do seem nice . . .

With a shrug, you nod and then begin unlacing your shoes.

“Whooo!” Gina leans over the edge of the bed and grins down at you. “Take it all off!” she calls out. It’s hard to tell if she’s making a joke or genuinely enthused. You look behind yourself as your cheeks burn with heat, but the curtains block out the rest of the lounge.

You stifle a giggle, rolling your eyes as you look up at her, grey and white head resting on her crossed arms. You stick one leg out and peel off one of your socks in something approaching a very milquetoast striptease.

Gina purses her lips and buzzes out a fake trumpet jazz track that would be at home in a 1950s cartoon.

You can’t help but laugh as you unbutton your shirt.

Dango’s face joins Gina’s. He ruffles up her head fur and plants a loud smooch on her cheek. “Are you already bothering the new guy?” he laughs. “For serious though, let her know if she’s laying it on too thick. She’s incorrigible.” He wraps an arm around her and pulls her tight against himself as she laughs and wriggles in his grasp, their striped tails snaking about on the plush red cushion behind them.

You chuckle to yourself as you peel off the rest of your clothes, the chill of the cool air tingling on your skin.

Dango offers you a hand as you climb onto the strange, opulent bed. “Welcome aboard, partner.” He smiles down at you.

His warm leathery hand holds your weight easily as you haphazardly struggle up the edge of the big red-cushioned bowl before ungracefully toppling down into the middle of it.

Your body flushes with heat, but you do have to admit, the pillowtop is very soft. Even more so as the two lemurs pull themselves in on either side of you, downy fur feeling like warm silk.

“Such enthusiasm!” Gina coos, nuzzling up against the side of you, her full breasts brushing against your shoulder, dark nipples contrasting spots of solid warmth amongst the fluff.

“Ten outta ten on the dive,” Dango chuckles. “Just let us know if there’s anything you don’t like and we’ll stop, okay? So far though, I have to admit, I’m very impressed with what I see . . .” He runs a hand over your bare chest, spindly fingers sliding up the side of your neck before he tussles your hair affectionately. “Definitely cute.”

“I’ll say,” Gina chimes in. She nuzzles in against your neck, snuffling in before whispering in your ear, “just adorable.” She nibbles in teasingly at your earlobe, hot pink flick of her tongue followed by tingling coolness. “I think you’d look good in stripes though. What do you say?”

You grin as you stare up at the dim light in the center of the curtains hanging around you, the world outside fading away as you nod.

You did come here to make friends after all.

“Good choice,” she purrs, rolling over and nuzzling up the side of your neck before licking over your cheek and sliding her pink tongue into your mouth. Your eyes grow wide, staring into her own luminous yellow orbs as you begin to make out with her. Your tongues flicker together in a warm hot wrestling match.

Her hands slide up over your shoulders, padded fingers kneading against your cheeks as you kiss. Your face flushes with heat, prickling waves of white fur blooming out, fading to inky black around your mouth and eyes. Your groan turns into a squeak of pleasure as she rubs your ears in her hands, smoothing them out, kneading them up into tufted points just like her own.

Dango watches you with an entertained grin on his muzzle, one of his hands descending between his legs to knead and squeeze at his increasingly plump white furred sheath.

“Gina’s a pretty good kisser, but watch out, she bites, just FYI,” he chuckles. He pushes himself up and crawls down between your legs, coaxing them up and pressing your thighs back with his fluffy shoulders. “There’s other ways to kiss someone though . . .”

With that, he leans in, purses his dark lips, and plants a wet, slobbery kiss on the tip of your stiffening member.

Your spine arcs against the soft red cushion as you groan out into Gina’s mouth.

Dango’s hands fan out across your stomach, claws tracing over your skin, prickling dense whiteness following in his wake, fading to grey at your sides. The new follicles are impossibly sensitive, making your muscles tense up as he massages your changing body.

He slides his hands down your spread legs, thin, powerful fingers grabbing in at your toes. You writhe as your bones creak, toes lengthening, sprouting soft leathery pads over your soles and digits. He squeezes in at your big toes as they creak out, and you realize that you’re squeezing him back, new opposable foot-paws clenching as your nails curl into flat, dark claws.

Dango continues kissing, descending lower as your cock begins to throb, flesh darkening to a charcoal black as needy pleasure bubbles up inside of you. He snuffles in at your balls, dragging his tongue across them, downy white fur tickling in as your orbs swell out taut in their sack. He nibbles in at the base of your cock, a loose roll of furry flesh forming, creeping up to form a pillowy white sheath. Your now glistening inky black member pulses out of it, still covered in his cooling spittle.

You feel like you’re not contributing enough, panting out through your darkening nose as Gina’s kisses become more forceful. Amid the squelching sloppy laps, your face creaks out and your canines sharpen into short fangs. The warm heft of her breasts presses down against you while your moans are garbled by your enthusiastic oral acrobatics.

You slide a hand down her soft, warm body, tracing past her navel, nestling between her legs. Her ears perk up, eyes flying wide as you run two fingers down either side of her taut, dark labia. She pulls back from the kiss, letting out a chittering cry of pleasure as you gently pinch your fingers in against her clit, sliding against her nub like tuning a finicky radio. Her moans only increase in volume as soft dark leathery pads well forth from your fingertips.

“Ohh, god,” she moans, voice creaking as you gently spread her warm folds.

“You’re are good with your fingers,” she pants. “But, I think this might take a little bit more than just your hands though.” She pulls herself back, and your face slides down through the thick fur of her neck ruff. Her ample breasts press against either side of your face as you grin dumbly. She chuckles for a moment as you nuzzle in against her, fur spreading down your neck and over your chest in a grey and white wave.

“Alright, enough sightseeing.” She holds your chin up with one finger as she slides her hips back, letting your face head between her thighs, her dark, glistening pussy inches from your face. You can smell her, your darkening nose twitching as your drink in her animal need.

“Now, get to work.”

Your cock slides from Dango’s muzzle as you roll onto all fours, getting a better angle between Gina’s legs. “There you go, good boy.” She presses in at the back of your head, grinding your growing muzzle against her bared crotch. You huff in her scent once again before you lick out, tongue lengthening and flattening with every stroke. The salty taste of her clear pleasure makes you shiver, your cooling cock jerking as she squeezes around your head with her thighs, all sounds drowned out by the thrumming of your heartbeats.

“You already have our guest so well trained,” Dango laughs. His hands press down against your bared rump, kneading at your cheeks with his strong fingers as grey fur wells out around them in a million pleasant little prickles. “And so shameless, leaving his backside all exposed like this.” His paws tense, spreading your ass cheeks before his warm breath puffs directly against you.

“It’s enough to make a man absolutely ravenous . . .”

Your new toes curl and grab at nothing as his cold nose makes contact with your skin, huffing in before his wet hot tongue slurps out and grinds across your exposed asshole. Your moan is muffled as Gina’s thighs hold you in place, but your entire body shudders as he licks in again and again, the skin of your plump asshole darkening with every lap. One of his hands traces down between your legs, cupping your balls and gently squeezing. His other thumb rubs tight, insistent circles just above his tongue. Your back arches, spine creaking before lurching out with an accelerating series of pops.

Your desperate lapping at Gina’s snatch becomes distracted as the sensations behind you intensify.

Your new tail jerks as he wraps his paw around it and tugs it out, black fluffy bands following white, following black, longer and longer. Your ass wrenches at his teasing tongue, new muscles developing and squeezing in time with your writhing tail. His fingers move up your sheath from your balls, tracing around the fuzzy edges. You grind back against him, cock throbbing as his padded fingers wrap around it, pumping up and down in insistent strokes. He gathers up a bead of pre that wells from the rounded tip of your ebony shaft, pinching it between his fingers before lapping up one last time and replacing his tongue with prodding digits that make your writhing asshole glisten with your own passion.

Gina’s thighs eventually unclamp from around your face, letting you gasp in a lungful of air as you pull back.

“We were definitely lucky to come across you,” she sighs, hand-like feet grabbing in at your shoulders. “You’re just so very eager.” Her toes ruffle up the fur on your cheeks as they flush with the heat of her praise.

“Tongues and fingers, though lovely, can only do so much.” She opens her legs wide, reaching down and spreading her glistening dark folds with two fingers.

Dango squeezes at your cock from behind as you stare at her bared pussy. “And it really feels like you’d like to put this somewhere nice and slick, and warm . . .” He slides his hand back before pushing you gently forwards. You topple over her and catch yourself with your hands spread on either side of Gina’s shoulders. She wraps her arms around your neck and pulls you down against her, breasts mashing against your chest, your cock grinding against her fluffy white belly while you groan out at the downy stimulation.

“Please.” She whines into your twitching ear, suddenly switching from imperious to an extreme degree of needy.

You can’t help yourself, body moving almost by itself as you reach down, your padded fingers wrapping around your shaft, feeling yourself pulse as you guide it towards her waiting pussy, hissing in as it brushes past her silky fur. She bites her lip as your cockhead grinds up against the edge of her throbbing femininity. You can feel her quiver against you, heat radiating out as you grind the bottom side of your cock up her dark cleft, sliding over her clit.

“Fuuuuuuck. Just do it, please . . .” she moans, tucking her head under your chin and squeezing you tighter with her arms.

“You probably don’t want to wait much longer,” Dango chimes in helpfully. “She really does get bitey.”

“I do no such thiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaagh,” her rebuttal is interrupted as you rock forward with your hips, spreading her torrid passage around you as your cock sinks into her.

You grit your teeth, her insides clenching down around you in waves as you slide in deeper before pulling back and grinding in again. The slick hot contact makes your eyes fall half-lidded, your tongue hanging out as you press in again and again, building up a rhythm as your insides twist, pleasure fizzing up inside of you.

“Hmmm, a lovely view,” Dango simpers, running his paws down your back, tracing the length of your tail as it thrashes and wraps around his fingers automatically. “But it seems there’s one more thing you want, hmm?” He tugs at your tail, leaning over you, grinding his thick member against your slick, bared, glistening hole as your rock into Gina.

Your breath catches in your throat as he grabs your hips, lines himself up, and slides forward. Heat surges out from your rump as you clench down around him moaning out as your own cock is forced fully into Gina’s hungry cleft while he presses deeper into you.

He grabs your tail, draping it around his neck like a squirming feather boa, tugging at it, making your pliant ass clamp down around his slick, pulsing shaft.

Every time your ass squeezes, your cock jerks inside of Gina, making her writhe under you as your heavy balls pat against her fluffy rump.

Their words are replaced by grunts and moans, sandwiching you in fluffy enthusiasm, their silky fur ruffling your own. You press your muzzle against Gina’s, slippery tongues entwining as your sloppy kissing joins the sounds of increasingly frenetic squelching shoves. Her hands grip at your neck and shoulders, squeezing in every time you ram forwards into her, her pussy quaking around your shaft.

Dango leans back, still holding onto your tail as his own thrashes behind him like a caffeinated snake. His thrusting grows harder and faster, crashing against you as you plow into Gina as well. Your ass squeezes in tight flutters of slick hot need, gripping at him as the meaty thuds resonate through you.

Your yellow eyes fly wide open, pupils dilating into inky pits. Your arms wrap around Gina pulling her in tight, your foot paws grasping at the plush pillow below you as you rock forwards one last time, cock arcing up as her pussy begins to wildly clench in spasming waves around you before you erupt inside of her. You break your kiss, moaning out as your ass begins to fitfully seize around Dango’s shaft with every clenching spatter of your seed into Gina’s womb. She leans into you, jaws locked as she bites down at your shoulder while you feel her insides wrench down in halting waves around you.

Dango’s claws rake over your back as he groans out, ramming fully inside of you before his cock begins to jerk, loosing streams of thick gooey heat inside of your seizing ass. You feel his balls clenching against you as he cums, tugging insistently at your long fluffy tail, making your ass wrench down around him again and again.

Your bodies rock together, each motion twisting and jostling, reverberating through all three of you as your climaxes plateau and then slowly taper off, leaving you in a fluffy, warm exhausted heap.

“You’re hired,” yawns Gina, rolling back and snuggling up against your side as she closes her eyes.

“Told you she bites,” adds Dango, sleepily rubbing the back of a hand over his eyes before he wraps an arm around your chest.

It’s so comfortable lying between the two of them that you can’t help but join them in a little nap, the relaxing ambient music thrumming in the background as you close your eyes.

You can’t help but think that it’d be even nicer to have a few more fluffy folks to snuggle with though . . .