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Looney Love

"HOOK IT UP"

(A Daffy & Tina Story)

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It was a cool and crisp evening downtown.

The valley's night air felt electric, fresh, and filled with possibility. A clear, black sky displayed a dazzling array of stars as the light blue moonlight illuminated the vacant city streets. It was well after midnight. The shops were closed and the streets were empty, with not one pedestrian on the sidewalks. The night was quiet and still...

When suddenly-

"WOO!!!"

A speeding limousine zoomed down the road, with a roaring engine and the hollering of two ditsy ducks!

"YEAH!!" They shouted in unison, delightfully emulating the glamorous life of superstars They were having the time of their life, an exciting end to a wonderful date.

Remarkable, considering that they met for the first time earlier today...

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Earlier That Morning...

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Ding! The bell rang.

She heard the sharp, shrill sound of the 'ring for service' bell located at the front counter, but chose to ignore it. She'd been working diligently on finishing a rather large copy order, already countless pages in and scanning the last few, all the while loudly chewing her bubblegum.

Ding, Ding, Ding!! It annoyingly repeated.

She paid it no mind and as she unabatingly finished her task, setting the scanned pages aside and adjusting copier to the correct settings before pressing start.

Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding, Ding!!!

Tina was just too done to be annoyed at this point. She finally turned and walked towards the counter of the copy store, finally getting a look at the obnoxious, impatient jerk who'd been spamming the bell.

It was a duck, much like herself.

However, this one was a male with a striking black coat of feathers and a dark orange beak, dissimilar to her own gentle blonde coloration and bright yellow beak. He was femininely dressed in extremely tight jeans and a colorful purple v-neck shirt, with a comfortable-looking blue cardigan draped over his slender shoulders and lithe frame. His hair looked like it'd been meticulously styled to be the picture-perfect ratio of messy and suave. The deep, dark, impatient brown eyes stared fiercely into hers, as if offended he'd have to be waiting for so long.

"Can I help you?" She asked, her voice tired and dripping with a sarcastically friendly tone one would have after being subjugated to the tortuous job of customer service for years.

"Daffy. Picking up my business cards." He stated professionally.

Tina looked down behind the counter and quickly found his order, bringing up the box to the register. She'd noticed the contact info on the box of cards, and chuckled to herself.

'Certified Wizard'

She scanned the box and rang him up.

"How's the wizard business going?" She asked, sarcastically amused.

"Great." He stated matter-of-factly, "Lots of magic, spells, things like that."

She looked at the total on the computer monitor, noting that the cards themselves had every add-on CopyPlace offered, from raised type, reflective border, and aromatic cardstock.

"That'll be 215.15."

"That seems awfully high." He remarks.

He looks around before turning back to the register, closing his eyes shut and theatrically raising both hands straight forward.

"Price! Reduce!!" He casts.

Tina stared at him with an unamused expression, blowing and popping a bubble before continuing to loudly chew her gum.

He opens his eyes, looks at the total on the screen, and notices it's completely unaffected. He grunts in frustration.

"Will you take a check?"

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That Afternoon...

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The Copy Place was lifeless as usual, the printer whirring nonstop as an extremely bored Tina stared at the warm papers gliding out into the tray.

She'd heard someone enter and wait at the counter, deciding to finish her current order before tending to another yet annoying customer, labeling the box, and putting it aside for pickup. The new customer then cleared their throat, clearly trying to get her attention.

As she approached the counter, she saw the duck from earlier, finding herself unusually intrigued to see the repeat customer, and quite impressed he'd politely got her attention without slamming the bell, like earlier.

He stood before her with a completely different demeanor this time. He looked around and rubbed his neck, avoiding her eyes as he began to speak.

"Uh, I-I'm not sure if you remember me..."

"You're the wizard, right?" She cut in.

"You do remember me!" He was joyfully surprised, his eyes lighting up with pride.

"How can I forget?" She answered eagerly, before reaching behind the counter.

"Your check bounced." She stated bluntly, holding up a visibly angrily hand-voided check from the bank.

"What?" He feigned shock. "I'm gonna have to have a serious talk with my financial advisor. This should take care of it."

He pulled out a bright-orange credit card and placed it on the counter. Tina stared quizzically at it, noting the carrot pattern and the name that clearly wasn't his. She rolled her eyes and slid the card through the register and processed the transaction, grabbing the receipt as it came out and placing both items on the counter in front of him.

She looked back up to see him not particularly concerned about the purchase but fidgeting around and visibly working up the courage to ask a question.

"So, uh, Tina..." He started, glancing at her name tag to make sure he got it right.

"I was wondering if, by any chance, you're not doing anything tonight, which you probably are because you're not ugly, but if for some reason you're not, would you, maybe, possibly, no pressure if you can't, just wondering, you know, would you like to go out with me? Maybe?"

"That actually sounds...not boring..." Tina thought to herself.

"Yeah, I'd love to." She answered.

"Well, you can't blame a guy for trying." He immediately replied, turning around and walking towards the door.

"I said," Tina called out, loudly annunciating her words, "I'd love to go out with you."

He quickly spun around and stared at her with a wild confusion.

"Really?!" He asked, in absolute shock, coming back over to the counter.

"Yeah, It'll be fun." She nonchalantly replied.

"Great!" He nodded with glee. He looked down and grabbed 'his' credit card and receipt from the counter, shoving them into his loud velcro wallet before retrieving one of his brand new business cards and handing it to her.

"Here! Call me, I can pick you up at eight!" He quickly turned and bolted out the door, running down the street and out of her view.

Tina smirked, playfully excited for this shake-up to her monotonous work routine.

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That Night...

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She dutifully finished her shift and drove home, quickly getting ready for her unexpected date with a dorky, cute, werido. She devilishly went overboard with it, wearing her flawless red dress with scandalous thigh slits. She expertly styled her vibrant hazel-brown hair to be a picture-perfect silky smooth masterpiece, as well as going all-in with her date night makeup, following a previously-favorited tutorial for menacingly seductive eyeliner routine. After completing her outfit with appropriate heels and jewelry picked out, she gave her date a call a quarter to eight.

He picked up on the first ring, and immediately asked for her address, sounding extremely eager and only kind of creepy. After relaying the appropriate information, they exchanged a few awkward pleasantries before hanging up. Tina headed outside, her pride welling up as she was wickedly excited to completely blow this dude way.

She waited outside for less than five minutes when a pristine white limo pulled up in front of her apartment, with that same duck from earlier standing up through the sunroof and waving at her with a goofy grin.

"What the fuck..." She thought to herself.

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Daffy had picked her up, and they promptly made their way to the fanciest restaurant in town, The Sunset Room. She'd never actually been there before, and was absolutely amazed when she entered the restaurant. The decor was immaculate, the interior was elegantly cavernous, and they even had cloth napkins! As they sat down at their wonderfully secluded table by the large window overlooking the beautiful nightlife of the valley below, Tina was thoroughly impressed by this date so far. She looked over the fancy leather-bound menu, fascinated that they didn't even list the prices next to the food.

"You are a beautiful, beautiful woman," He elegantly said, rousing her from her reading.

She felt a warm pride.

"You are the epitome of grace, style, and femininity."

She grew apprehensive, finding his speech to be somewhat odd.

"You are my best friend." He continued.

"I'm your best friend?" She interrupted. "We just met."

"Oh, uh, hold on," He appeared flustered, looking down at his menu and running his eyes all across it.

"When I'm with you, every day is Valentine's Day. Except for the real Valentine's Day, which we will now call Super Valentine's Day." He rambled, his eyes not looking up from the menu.

"Are you reading something?" She snapped.

"N-no! I mean-" He studdered.

Tina grabbed his menu, turning it towards her, only to have a wrinkled piece of notebook paper slide out of it. She grabbed it and read the title.

"'What All Women Want To Hear'?!" She read. "What woman wants to hear stuff like this?"

Daffy looked away, flustered and ashamed.

She felt a little bad.

"You're a grown-up," She started, her voice affectionately educating the nervous duck, "You don't need a script. Let's just get to know each other. Tell me about yourself!" She encouraged.

"Okay, uh, well. What do you want to know? I'm rich, very rich. But a do-gooder," He began, his artificial confidence coming back up.

"I help poor people, orphans, whales. You know, thats-..."

"Look if you're not gonna tell me about yourself," She interrupted. "Let me take a shot. You're an insecure little werido who lies about everything, and probably cries himself to sleep every night."

"Wow. You're good. Well," He got up from his seat, "I guess this date's over." He guiltily shrugged and began to leave.

"Hey!" She called out to him. "Get back here. Relax. It's not over."

Daffy sat back down. "But you said all those horrible, true things about me!"

Tina chuckled and thought for a minute, before bringing her hands up to explain.

"You're like an abandoned building that ought to be condemned. You know, busted windows, rats running around, a real nasty sewage situation. But maybe, if the right person got ahold of it and cleaned it up, maybe they could take that disgusting building and turn it into something not so disgusting."

"Are you that person?" He asked, an raw, emotional hopeful glimmer in his eyes.

"Lucky for you, I like a project."

"And am I a digusting building?"

"Yeah," She said, her voice warm.

"That is the nicest thing that anyone has ever said about me!" Daffy looked utterly happy.

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The rest of the date went wonderfully smoothly, once Tina was able to get Daffy to be honest about himself. They indulged in delicious food, danced on the restaurant's immaculate dance floor, all the while laughing and enjoying each other's company. After a while, Tina's nerves had loosened up as she found the duck to be an endless source of comedy. A few fun, quick hours at the restaurant went by, they made their way back to the limousine. And waiting inside for them, they found a large bottle of champagne.

"Hey, wanna drink this and ride this limo all around down?" Daffy asked.

"Hook it up!" Tina hooted.

Daffy's mouth dropped open in a surprised smile. "You say that too?! I say that all the time!!" Daffy laughed hysterically, prompting Tina to laugh harder in return, unable to hold back her embarrassing snort-laughter.

"Ha! You sound like a pig!!" He teased. And they laughed more.

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Now...

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Leaning through the sunroof with champagne in each hand, the limo's speed provided maximum adrenaline, and the crisp air breezed through the birds' feathers as they coasted down Sunset Boulevard. The two had been thoroughly enjoying every second of this complimentary ride so far.

And then abruptly-

SCREECH! SLAM!

With a shrill squeal of the brakes, the limo came to a hard stop. The momentum sent Daffy flying forward, slamming his face and beak against the cold roof.

"PfhlfUCK!!!" He exclaimed. The whiplash then knocked him backward, and he fell down into the interior of the limousine, hitting the floor with a painful thud. His audible groans of pain were quickly drowned out by the sound of the femme duck's hysterical laughter.

"Hahaha! You... Ya-haha, Oh, Fuck..."

Tina laughed, wheezed, and snorted so hard that the yellow feathers on her face blushed a bright red. She opened the limo door and stumbled out onto the sidewalk, almost losing her balance and falling over in her laughter-drunk state.

Meanwhile, Daffy suffered a hurt beak, tooth, tongue, and ego. His blood boiled with a heated rage, not directed at his date, of course. In fact - he quite enjoyed her loud, obnoxious laughter, finding it 'annoyingly hilarious'. His rage was directed at the chauffeur.

Picking himself up off the floor of the limousine, he steps out of the car and theatrically stomps his way over to the driver's side window. Before he could even get halfway there, the tires squeal and the vehicle speeds off in a cloud of dusty asphalt.

"You piece of trash!! I'm gonna call your boss and get you fired!!!"

Of course, he made sure to yell loudly and stomp dramatically. Tina wheezed and laugh-snorted harder, clutching her sides as her entire body painfully begged for air.

"Hahaha, oh man, can't breathe, it hurts..."

"Yeah, well I hurts," Daffy chuckled, looking over at Tina. "That's karma for ya-"

Tina manually closes his beak.

"Sss-shut up, lemme catch my breath."

Daffy recoils.

"Ow! Hey, that stings!"

She continued giggling and turned around to survey the area. It had appeared the limo driver had dumped them both at Tina's apartment. The original plan was to stop here and drive Daffy home afterward.

"I guess that complimentary limo only makes one stop, huh?" Tina mused, beginning the walk towards her apartment complex, with Daffy following close behind. He paid no mind to her inquiry, though.

"Do you think I can sue that limo guy for a new beak?"

"Absolutely. Go for it."

"You're my witness, tell the jury that the accident was horrific!"

"I'll tell 'em it was hilarious."

Within a few minutes, they'd finally reached her door. Tina fished the keys from her clutch purse, inserted the key, unlocked the door, and finally turned to face the man beside her.

"Well Daffy, I really had fun. Guess I'll see you-"

Before she could finish, Daffy nonchalantly slipped past her and into the apartment. He carelessly strutted across the living room and into the kitchen, opened the freezer, and began rummaging through the contents.

"Hey! What the-? You can't come in, I didn't invite you!"

"So what? I'm not a vampire."

Daffy pulled out a small bag of frozen peas and held it against his beak. As it made contact, He moaned in pleasure, and his eyes lidded shut.

"Aahhhh, that's better..."

He then walked over and sat down on her couch, kicking off his shoes, sprawling out his legs, and getting shamelessly comfortable.

"Hmm, decent couch. I've had comfier."

"Daffy. I didn't say you could come into my apartment. Ya can't just stroll into a girl's place after the first date!"

"Well excuse me, Tina, but I required medical attention! I'm injured. See!?"

He pointed to the frozen bag of peas that covered his beak and face.

Tina rolled her eyes and let out a frustrated grunt. He was annoying, but for some reason, she didn't really feel like telling him to leave. With a sigh, she closed the front door behind her. She lingered on a thought for a moment, chuckled to herself, and then locked it.

She turned back to Daffy, who now had his feet up on her coffee table.

"Injured, huh?"

"Absolutely. Massive pain."

"Relax, I've got just the thing."

After awkwardly stepping out of her date-night high-heels, Tina walked into the kitchen and pulled out a bottle of her usual supermarket-brand wine from the fridge. She then grabs a couple of glasses and makes her way to the couch. She sits down, sets them on the coffee table, and pours a generous amount into each glass. Daffy has the frozen peas over his face and is too busy feigning injuries to notice.

She takes a moment to observe him. His dark purple dress shirt had been slightly unbuttoned, and his turquoise tight-fit jeans were...very tight-fitting. The ebony duck had quite the curvaceous form - his wide hips and ample thighs almost rivaling Tina's.

"Almost." She chuckled at the thought, grabbing the wine glasses and offering one to Daffy.

"Here, drink up."

Daffy leaned up. tossed the frozen peas aside, and grabbed the glass.

"Well, root beer does soothe the beak..."

Daffy took a massive gulp of the wine and immediately spit most of it back into his glass.

"Blech, that's the worst root beer I've ever had! What is this, instant?"

"It isn't root beer, it's wine. You drink it and you feel better."

Daffy chugged his whole glass.

"It didn't work," He deadpanned.

"Give it a second, will ya?"

Tina poured him another glass of the cheap wine. Daffy started to gulp again, but Tina stopped him.

"Easy! This is wine, don't chug wine, you chug beer!"

"You think I don't know that? I chug root beer every morning!"

"Is that all you drink?"

"Pretty much. Is this all you drink?"

"Pretty much."

They both chuckled.

Daffy's phone buzzed. He checked it.

"Ah. Text from Bugs. Wants to know where I'm at. I gotta reply."

"That's fine."

Tina pulled out her own phone and checked through her messages and notifications in the meantime.

A few minutes passed as they sat in silence and tapped away at their devices and finished their glasses.

Daffy then tossed his phone to the coffee table and took the bottle of wine. He filled his glass to the absolute brim, then carelessly got up off the couch and began browsing Tina's apartment.

"So what else do you have planned for me tonight?"

"Excuse me? You asked me out!"

Daffy took a gulp. "You invited me in."

"I didn't-"

Daffy flipped through Tina's vinyl records.

"Not a bad collection! I've seen better, like mine. Mine's better."

Tina chuckled, feeling the familiar warm buzz of the wine beginning to set in, just as the champagne's effects from earlier were diminishing.

"Such a sweet-talker. Have you ever been in a woman's apartment before?

"Hundreds of times. You know, Wizard Business."

Tina laughed. "Yeah, you're definitely in-"

"Sane!" Daffy said, pulling out a colorful record.

"What?" Tina deadpanned.

"Let's spend the night together!"

"What?!" She exclaimed.

"One of my favorites..." He says, finishing his wine.

"Back up....you want to spend the night?!"

Daffy pulls out the record and places the vinyl on the player. He turns up the volume on the small connected speaker.

A wild array of synthesizers, guitars, drums, and a frantic piano begin to play.

Tina recognizes the song.

"...oh."

"Let's Spend The Night Together! David Bowie!! Aladdin Sane!"

"Y-yeah that's a good one," Tina mumbled, her face blushing as she recovered from the flurry of thoughts that entered her head a few seconds ago.

After another few generous sips of wine, she sits back and takes a deep breath, enjoying the relaxing inebriation.

The music's vocals kick in, and Tina turns to see Daffy dancing to the music. Very energetically, enthusiastically, and...sensually.

Tina immediately starts laughing, and snorting, and hiccuping.

Daffy pays her no mind, as he continues to vibe out to his favorite album.

Tears well up in her eyes again. She can't stop laughing.

After a minute, she catches her breath just in time to see Daffy complete his performance.

She claps and whistles, and Daffy does a dramatic bow, before turning to lower the volume.

"There you go. Dinner and a show. For free!" He declares smugly. "Free!"

"I'm very lucky." Tina laughs.

"So earlier you said I'm the best you've had?" Daffy inquires, taking a seat on the couch next to her.

Tina chortled, then noticed he was a bit closer this time. And sweaty. He smelled like wine and cheap cologne, but mostly sweat. She liked it.

"I said this is the best date I've had with a wizard."

"Yeah, well I already told you I wasn't a wizard. So this is your best date ever with anyone, right?!" He asked victoriously, as if he'd won a prize.

Tina laughed again. "Well, is this yours?"

"Absolutely. Though it didn't really feel like a date, it actually felt fun."

"Yeesh, how bad were your other dates?"

"Really bad."

Daffy retrieved his wine glass, poured himself another drink, and looked around the apartment. Tina takes another sip as well.

"Nice place. How much does it cost?"

Tina spits out her wine and laughs.

"Hahaha-You don't ask that! Ask me a normal question!"

"What do you mean?"

"Normal questions. Like, what's your favorite color?"

"That's a stupid question. The best color is dusty rose."

"Dusty rose?"

Daffy nodded.

"What's dusty rose?" She asked.

"It's an elegant blend of soft red and purple hues, resulting in a beautiful and romantic pastel pink-"

"So, pink?"

Daffy scoffs. "I can see how a simple-minded individual could come to that conclusion, but no. You see-"

Tina's annoyed. A diabolical idea comes to mind and she acts on it instantly.

This'll shut him up...

Daffy continues. "Creative minds could clearly see that Dusty rose is much more. It's-"

"Is it this?" She interrupts.

He turns to see that she's pulled down the hem of her red dress to fall right below her brassiere - a lacy bra that was the color of soft pink.

Needless to say, it shut him up.

The duck's ebony face flushed a bright red. His eyes were saucers and he began to salivate. He stared shamelessly, drinking in the view before him as if he'd been without water for days.

Two hefty yellow breasts were pushed up in a vivid pink bra. The mounds glistened with sweat - highlighting their wholeness and sphericity.

Tina chuckled, feeling victorious. Her action had achieved the intended effect. She admired his features as he sat there speechless, his eyes widened and mouth agape.

He looked down at them in shock. Then back up at her eyes in confusion and fear. Then back down in admiration. Then back up at her in bewilderment. Then back down in a lustful hunger.

She watches as he finally begins to move after being frozen still for so long. He carefully places his wine glass on the coffee table, all the while never taking her eyes off of her. His arm then slowly moves forwards, before slowing to a stop.

He looks up at her.

"You're not going to slap me, are you?" He asks.

Tina giggles, then merely shakes her head 'No.'

He reaches forwards and gingerly places his hand upon her right breast. He shudders at the contact, letting out a hot exhale through his panting mouth. His thumb tentatively slides across, feeling the circumference of the exposed flesh, then sliding back across the textured bra.

As she observed his extremely timid movements and trance-like hypnotic gaze upon her breasts, she soon became aware of something.

"It's like the lil guy's never seen a pair of tits before..." She mused. This was probably the first time he'd ever done this. She felt some sympathy at first, but then recalled his obnoxious personality and it made perfect sense.

She grabbed his other hand, bringing it close and placing it upon her left breast.

He audibly gasped. He shuddered again, his beak opening in a dopey smile.

Seeing that, seeing his intense emotional response - it filled her with a fulfilling pride.

And it fueled her fire.

Tina got up and adjusted her position on the couch. Daffy's hands instantly detached themselves from her chest, for fear he did something wrong. She got on her knees on the cushions, and pulled Daffy's legs up from the floor, effectively converting his sitting position to a laying one. Daffy scooted back, propping himself up on his elbows - just as Tina swung her leg over and straddled him. She then grabbed his hands and placed them back where they were. Daffy huffed, and his fingers slowly and shyly began exploring again.

Tina placed her hands on either side of his head and leaned closer to him. Her lidded eyes gave him a playful, challenging stare.

Daffy nervously chuckled.

He squeezed.

Tina exhaled a hot, excited breath.

He continued, groping harder with each grab. She watched his face - it displayed the utmost amazement. With the warm buzz of the drinks and the fun flowing through her relaxed body, she was thoroughly enjoying watching this weirdo fondle her brassiered breasts.

He seemed a bit too eager for his own good, though.

"That all you gonna do?" She teased.

His eyes shot up to meet hers, and his dopey grin disappeared. His self-indulgent face turned to fear, and his anxiety was apparent.

Daffy leaned up and quickly tapped his beak against hers, quickly recoiling afterward. He looked at her to gauge her reaction.

She enjoyed the attempted kiss and was especially fond of his submissive demeanor. He was definitely letting her take the lead. The power was all hers in this dynamic. That thoroughly fueled her fire further.

She leaned in, at a deliberately slow pace, reveling in his nervous anticipation. As her eyes fluttered closed, his grew wider. She was about to kiss him. For real this time.

With all the experience she'd had over the years, she definitely knew how to make beak-to-beak kissing work. The thin ridges on the outer rim of the beak were indeed sensitive, much like lips, but weren't as soft. However, the long length of the beak provided that much more room for pleasure.

She met his beak, the tip of hers softly touching his. Daffy vocally shuddered, inciting a short giggle from Tina. The edges of Tina's beak smoothly slid along his, moving forward inch by inch until their mouths were completely connected.

Daffy laid still, exhaling through his nostrils and moving his hands up from her plump breasts up to her head. His fingers ruffled through her smooth, silky hazel hair.

Tina pushed forward, closing her mouth on his, opening it again, and closing it once more. She pressed her curvaceous form further down upon him. He slowly fell back into the couch cushions, his head resting on a throw pillow behind him. Her hands no longer propped herself up, but instead found themselves cradling around Daffy's head, running her fingers through his sleek hair and tightly gripping it, forcefully shoving his head against hers.

She was enjoying this very much.

The first few exploratory kisses had done their job, but now Tina was hungry. She kissed him again, sliding her beak directly into his. Her thirsty saliva-coated tongue met his.

He gasped.

First a gentle lick along his length, then she softly bit down on it, trapping it in place while she began to suck on it.

He moaned in a soft whimper.

She suckled more of it, eventually reaching down to its base - putting the majority of it in her mouth and down her throat. After gently gnawing on it for a minute or two, she pulled back and broke the kiss for air.

Daffy gasped, wheezed, and coughed. He licked his beak and took several deep breaths.

"You alright?" She asked.

Daffy nodded rapidly in an eager frenzy.

She smirked and went back down to business - kissing, sucking, and licking his mouth in a devilishly self-indulgent manner. But she knew damn well Daffy was enjoying this as well. The proof was growing harder beneath her. She pressed her body down harder against him, grinding her pelvis in a soft rhythm with her kisses.

Daffy loudly moaned into her mouth.

As she tasted his delicious, gleeful, and clueless saliva, she felt immense satisfaction. As they continued to make out, Daffy got more comfortable and confident. He pressed forward with a few possessive kisses of his own - suckling on her long tongue with an urgent thirst.

Tina really liked that, moaning in satisfaction.

And Daffy loved that. He instinctively thrust his hips upward into hers, grinding his stiff bulge into her soft crotch. Daffy's hands traveled down her neck to her waist, gripping her curves and holding her steady as he continued to grind against her just as she did him.

He broke a kiss to breathe.

"Ahhae... I-uh...You..." He gasped.

"Hmm?"

"Is this uh...okay, what I'm doing?" He asked, glancing down at their clothed, connected hips.

Tina chuckled. "Yeah, it's okay."

She kissed him again, gently biting his tongue.

"Yah like that?"

"Mm?"

"Does..does that feel good?"

"Mmhmm..."

They continued making out with intense friction, grinding harder against one another with all the strength their bodies could provide.

Daffy shuddered, his muscles going stiff as continuous waves of carnal pleasure throbbed through his body. He was extremely vocal, his hot breath panted with very feminine-sounding moans. Tina really, really liked hearing that. So she moved on from his beak to suckling his exposed neck. She coated the entire area in saliva, taking long licks on his neck, enjoying the taste of his musky sweat.

The effect was immediate- he bucked upwards, fiercely gripping her wide ass through her dress as he quickly and sloppily dry-humped up into her, all pace that was escalating at an alarming rate.

Tina enjoyed his groping and rapid movements, before coming to realize-

She shot up."Woah-wait, wait! Daffy!"

He broke out of his daze and looked at her with lidded, love-drunk eyes.

"Yeahh?" He uttered.

"Are you close?"

"Oh...yeah. I am. V-very..."

"And you were perfectly fine with just blowing your load all up in your pants?" She angrily questioned.

"Wouldn't be the first time." He deadpanned, offering a weak smile.

Tina leaned back and pushed Daffy back until he sat up. She then unbuttoned his jeans, pulling down his zipper, and laboriously pulling the pants off his thick legs.

"Woah-Hey, Woah... what're you doin'?"

"I don't want you making a mess all over my nice couch!"

"-Decent couch."

She effortlessly yanked the pants off his feet, tossing them aside. She turned back and reached towards her prize - a large bulge covered by dark purple boxer briefs.

She looked up and noticed his face was full of genuine fear and nervous anxiety.

"Hey, I was just gonna suck you off. That's cool, right?" She softly placed her hand on his bulge, feeling it immediately throb. tenderly feeling around and exploring the shapes of him.

Daffy looked away and gently nodded. "Hook it up..."

Tina chuckled.

She pulled down the boxer-briefs, resulting in his hard cock springing free and slapping back against his soft stomach with a comically loud PLAP! that lightly echoed off the walls of her apartment.

The cock itself was very thick, noticeably girthy with two impressively hefty balls.

"How'd he fit this in those fuckin' skinny jeans?" She reached a hand forward, wrapping her graceful fingers around the soft black-furred length, gently pulling the foreskin down below the head to reveal a shiny and glistening pink tip, dribbling a steady flow pre-cum.

She adjusted her position to get comfortable, moving so that she lay on her stomach, leaning upon her elbows with her hands on his meaty thighs, and finally moved forward toward her prey.

Through her sensitive beak, she could feel the humid heat emanating off his hard, throbbing cock. Her eyes fell shut as she deeply breathed in the intoxicating aromatic pheromones of his sweaty musk. Tina was very, very happy with her prize. After amassing a generous amount of anticipatory saliva, she opened her mouth and unfurled her thick, dripping tongue.

She shoved her head down, punching her wet tongue in the soft midsection of his soft ballsack, before slowly moving across the circumference of each one of his chubby nuts. She then slowly began moving up along his thick length, taking her sweet time before finally reaching the head. She looked up at him as she did so, finding his eyes shut tight in an overwhelming amount of pleasure.

"A-ahh.....oh, wow......" He whimpered.

She started again at a different angle, coating more of his thick hard cock in her eager saliva. After a few more long, deliberate licks, she decided to waste no more time and took his entire cock in her mouth.

"AaaAAH!" He yelled.

She let up and looked at him.

"You okay?"

"Yes! Yeah, it's just-... the best thing I've ever felt. You're really, really good. So good..."

Satisfied with the answer, she went back down on him. Taking the cock in her mouth once more, she continued. She licked its length, twisting her tongue around its girth, and dividing her tongue in between the foreskin and head, swirling it around for a bit. Clockwise, then counter.

"Ahh--Wow, you are...this is... You really--wow.."

She sucked on it, taking in all the sweat and pre-cum and savoring the musky flavors. Coming up and pulling her beak off with a wet pop, a noisy slurp, and going back down, enveloping the cock with her hot, eager mouth.

"Tina...You...Tina, you're-...Wow, Tina...Tina, this is-...wow...Tina-"

She came up, "Quiet! I'm enjoying my cock."

Tina went back down, sucking harder, bobbing up and down at a comfortable pace. The unabashed lewd act fed her hungry lust and engulfed her body with a truly fulfilling pleasure.

She moaned. "Mmm, I haven't had some good cock in a while..."

Daffy bucked upwards into her mouth. The sudden movement disrupted her rhythm and shoved the cock deep into her throat, causing her to gag. She pushed his thighs back down and held them there. She looked up and shot him an annoyed glare, yet continued to suck and slobber all over him.

After a few minutes, she began to pick up the pace, smoothly bobbing up and down. Tina knew his virgin dick would not last long, so she started the gradual ramp-up in speed towards the finish. Starting slow, now transitioning to moderate rate-

Daffy bucked upwards again, fiercely clutching his hands on her head as he humped.

"T-tina, TINA! Fuck-"

"Ah, fuck it-" She let him at it.

"AHH...AHH...AHH...AH..AH..AH..AH.AH.AH-" Daffy cried. He humped harder, holding her head in place as he fucked her mouth at a rapid pace. He was quickly arriving at his peak and was moments away from erupting.

The sudden power shift, having her head fucking mercilessly - Tina enjoyed that very much as well. She looked up at him with tearful eyes, seeing him completely lose control and shove his cock down her throat. She reached her arms around his thighs and grabbed Daffy's fat ass, lustfully gripping each cheek as they came up with each thrust.

"FFFuck!!' He screamed.

He came.

He shoved her head down completely on his crotch as thick ropes of stringy cum shot down her throat. She swallowed immediately, enjoying feeling the hot cum travel down into her body. He squirted again, and again. He held her there for a full minute before he finished cumming. He lost all energy and released her, leaning back against the couch.

Tina shot up, gasping for air and rubbing her sore throat. She looked over at him in annoyance. He was sitting back, his head leaning back and eyes closed in bliss.

Tina scooted back, bunching up her dress around her waist. She then pulled down her matching dusty rose panties, noting a sizable damp spot where her excitement was, tossing them to the floor.

She sat up on the opposite end of the couch, mirroring Daffy's pose.

"Hey!" She called out.

Daffy looked up, and his eyes grew wide.

"Get over here!" She commanded.

Daffy crawled over, leaning on his chest - they'd now effectively switched positions.

He looked down at her. Her pussy was glistening in her excitement, the pink flesh vividly contrasting with her soft yellow skin. The moist vagina emitted a warm heat and intoxicating pheromones.

He looked up at her. A look of fear and hesitation in his eyes.

"Uh, well, you see, I've never-" He started.

She grabbed his head with both hands. And shoved it down on her.

"Figure it out." She deadpanned.

His beak smushed against her moist crotch. He opened his mouth and licked it once. Then again, longer. Then he kept licking, from bottom to top, in a smooth and repetitive motion.

"Not bad...keep going."

He licked more, exploring her folds. Licking deep, into, and round the exposed flesh. He planted a few moist kisses around the area, before taking her entire crotch into his beak and squeezing it gently as he closed his mouth.

"Oh..that's nice...use-...use your tongue, too."

He obliged, licking her dripping pussy as he gently gnawed on her. After a few tentative licks, he grew confident and licked up and down faster while also using the suction of his mouth to suck on her.

"Nice, good...good, yeah..." She commented.

He continued, moving his head forward and back in a gyrating motion. She kept her hands on his head, keeping him close.

Daffy then forced his tongue into her entrance, pushing his thick tongue forward strongly.

"Ahh!" She gasped. "Oh, god..."

He continued his motions. After closing his beak a bit tighter, the ridge of the upper beak dragged across a soft nub at the top of her pussy.

"Oh, shit! Fuck...right there, right there..."

Daffy didn't dare move his beak, but kept shoving his tongue in and out of her entrance. She gripped his head and shoved it harder against her. She humped forwards, grinding her clitoris against his mouth with smooth, rhythmic humping.

Satisfied with the arrangement, Tina relaxed into it, blissfully enjoying the delightful pleasure.

Daffy wanted to come up for air, but he knew better than to break formation, instead opting to breathe deeply through his nostrils.

Tina fucked Daffy's face with the same urgent strength he used against her. Her eyes drifted closed and she leaned her head back in a lustful bliss.

After a few minutes of her self-indulgent gyrations, Daffy finally detached himself from her moist entrance, gasping for air.

Her eyes fluttered open, and she looked down at the man she'd been face-fucking. He sat there, sweaty, panting, and looking absolutely worn out.

"Poor little guy..." She mused.

"Did you cum yet?" He asked.

Tina chuckled "No."

Daffy got up and began unbuttoning his dress shirt.

"Hang on, I'm hot..."

He pulled off his shirt and tossed it to the ground, filling up a glass of wine.

Tina gets up.

"Yeah, I'm hot, too. Can you help me with this?"

"What?"

"Unzip. On the back-"

"Oh, okay."

Daffy pulls down the long zipper on the back of Tina's red dress, then stands back as she pulls the dress down and awkwardly steps out of it. She then reached back and undid the clamps on her bra, letting the dusty rose brassiere fall to the ground before sitting back down on the couch and pouring herself another glass of wine.

She takes a long sip and sets her glass back on the coffee table, before leaning back on the couch, leg spread shamelessly. Daffy stared upon her naked body with lustful wonder in his eyes once more.

"C'mere," Tina demands.

Daffy crawls over to her and leans in for a kiss. She lazily but happily accepts, sucking on his tongue with a comfortable thirst. She pushes him back.

He looks at her in confusion. Tina groups one of her own heaving breasts with a free hand, and with the other grabs Daffy's head, leading it to her breast. Daffy hungrily shoves himself forward, diving his mouth into her cleavage and licking her fur.

Tina giggles. Daffy brings his hands to her breasts and vigorously gropes them, all the while running his thick, wet tongue all over her mounds. After a few minutes of aimless slobbering, he finally makes his way over to her left nipple and begins to passionately suckle.

"There, yeah-" Tina moans. She brings a hand down to herself and begins rubbing her clit with a rapid, circulator motion.

"Y-yeah, just keep sucking, that's a good boy..." She sighs.

She lays back on her couch, soaking in an inebriated bliss of having her tiddies sucked by a cute boy all the while jacking off.

Daffy comes up for air and adds, "Tina, god, I gotta say, your tits are absolutely divine-"

She interrupts him by shoving his head down onto her right breast, guiding his mouth onto the nipple.

"Quiet. Just suck." She then returns to jacking herself off, while the twinky duck sucks and gropes her boobs. After a few minutes of this, she felt her sensations evolve, becoming more intense as she approached her peak.

She rubbed at her clit harder, letting out a series of short, frantic moans. This prompted Daffy to shove his face even harder against her breasts, clearly enjoying her sounds.

"A-aah, ah, -y-yeah, keep, keep sucking, Daffy, fuck..." She shuddered as the overwhelming pleasure ramped up and up, until finally-

"FUUuuUuuuucckkkkk...." She gasped, her legs trembling as she came. A powerful wave of pleasure overloaded her mind and reduced it to an absolute blank, and she sunk into her couch as she went limp.

She enjoyed sprawling out, lying in the absolute bliss of a strong orgasm. Her chest heaved as her breaths reduced to a normal pace. Slowly, she came back to reality and her eyes floated open. She craned her head down, to see a sweaty duck sucking on her tits while gently jacking off his thick, wet cock.

"You're up and runnin' again, huh?" Tina teases.

Daffy looks up at her, in a completely drunk, tired, and horny daze. He climbs over her and pokes her sensitive cunt with his dick, trying aimlessly to get it inside her.

"Hey!" She laughed.

"L-lemme, I wanna- I wanna shove it in-" He mumbled.

"Do you have a condom?" She asked, grabbing his woozy head and pointing it at her.

"I thought you're supposed to provide those."

She scoffed.

"Just, c'mere-"

Tina reaches her hand down, wrapping her fingers around his cock and beginning to aim it at her entrance. As she did so, she realized that try as she might, she actually couldn't close her fingers completely around it.

"Oh, shit." She thought.

She brings a hand up to her mouth, and spits into it several times, then reaches back down and covers Daffy's dick with a thick, viscous coat of saliva.

"W-what? Why're you doing that?" He asks.

"It's just...you're bigger than my last one. So go slow, alright?" She states, staring up at him.

Daffy snaps out of his tired daze as a goofy grin spreads across his face.

"Really, huh? Well, that's not much of a surprise. I hear that a lot, actually. What can I say, I'm gifted-"

Tina positioned him dead center, quickly reached around and grabbed his bubble butt, and brutally pulled him into her. His fat, slick cock shoved itself in her pussy with a quick glide. His girth shoved her walls apart and she'd instinctively clenched down on him.

"FUCK!" He shouted, his egotistic demeanor shattering into a pleasure-overwhelmed shamble.

Tina bit down on her tongue as he entered her, the pain being a bit staggering. She let out an anguished whimper as she rode out the pain. Slowly but surely, it began to fade away. Her eyes opened and she looked up at Daffy, his head now just inches from hers.

She was surprised to find him already staring at her, his eyes showing a look of nervousness - visibly worried he'd hurt her too much.

She smiled at him, a bashful blush spreading across her cheeks. He smiled back, feeling comforted.

"He's such a cute fucking dork." Tina gripped his curvy hips and slowly pulled him deeper into her more until their crotches were fully connected.

The soft, ruffled fur of Daffy's crotch pushed against hers, rubbing against her clit with a stimulating grind.

She gasped in response, the pleasure absolutely replacing the pain and allowing her to relax and settle into the warm lovemaking. Her eyes were lidded shut and she leaned her head back against a pillow, when she felt Daffy's wet beak gingerly peck against hers.

Her eyes opened and she stared at him. "So fucking cute..."

She leaned up and kissed him hungrily, quickly devolving into a wet makeout session, all the while Daffy settled inside of her. Each kiss got better and better and invigorated her in a blissful way. After a few minutes of sloppy kisses, Daffy seemingly regained some stamina, slowly sliding his cock out of her, before gently shoving it back in.

Tina encouraged him with an approving moan.

"So uh-...ho, wow. So do all of your dates go...like this?" He asks, through moans and panting.

"Never like this." She fiercely grabs his thick ass as he shoves in her a bit faster.

"Yeah...Same here." He brings a hand up and gropes one of her breasts as it gently bounced with each thrust.

"So, I'm really taking your v-card right now?" She asks.

Daffy scoffs. "Wow, that's like the meanest thing you've said to me so far. I'm in my thirties and you thought I've never plowed plenty of pussy before?!" He chided, emphasizing his trademark lisp.

"I thought a person like you could never exist, honestly." She teased.

"I'm quite an experience."

"I'll agree on that."

Tina relaxed into his rhythm, enjoying his moderate pace, all the while he peppered her neck with gentle kisses and groped her tits with an insatiable lust. Eventually, he got bolder and pulled his dick out even farther than before, coming all the way to his head, before sliding his entire length in, with his heavy balls slapping her pussy with a gentle plap.

"O-oh, yeah, that's-that's nice. Keep it up-"

"Am I uh, getting you close to completion, my darling?"

"Hahaha, what?!"

"Are you about to cum?" He asks.

Tina giggles. "You're such a dork."

"So...no?"

Tina brings her head up and violently kisses his beak, surprising him.

"Just fuck me, ya loser." She teases.

Daffy does so immediately. He places his hands on her spread boobs and grips them with a forceful grip. He puts all his weight on his arms, allowing him to swing his hips at an impressively wide arch, before swiftly pushing forward back into her. And repeating at a pace that was exceedingly fast.

"Fuck!" Tina laughs, happily surprised at Daffy's extremely sudden burst of energy.

He fucked her mercilessly. His fat nuts slapped against her cunt with thrusts that were mere seconds apart. The noisy sounds of their wet, drunk sex now echoed loudly off the walls of Tina's living room.

"So is this how an 'insecure little weirdo' fucks, huh?" Daffy laughed, a playful challenge in his eyes.

He'd taken control again, and Tina was really into that right now.

"Oh fuck," She giggled.

Daffy continued fucking her ferociously, his mouth hanging open in a dumb smile. Tina was pleasantly surprised at how consistently he was thrusting in and out of her sensitive pussy, and could even feel herself building up to euphoria again.

"W-wait," She stops him, pushing him back a bit. Daffy removes his hands from her heaving breasts and sits back, just as Tina threw her thick yellow legs over his scrawny shoulders. In this position, she could now reach down and wildly rub at her clit.

"I-I can get another one outta this, keep going." She urges.

Daffy looks at her in absolute amazement. She looked ridiculously attractive as she jacked herself off, her hair a mess down her shoulders, her fat tits jiggling, and her lidded 'fuck-me' eyes.

He shoved himself completely inside her once again and obliged. He continues his frantic pace from earlier, but with the delectable eye candy and the unbelievable sensations, he could also feel his second orgasm coming up.

"Tina, Tina I think-"

"S-shut up, no. Not yet, just- right- right there! Just like that!" She instructs.

Daffy does his best, maintaining his quick pace, but soon finds he'd passed his point of no return and begins wildly bucking into her. His deep thrusts were now milliseconds apart.

"Aw, are you gonna cum already?" She teases.

Daffy can't answer, instead only nodding his head as he ruthlessly fucks her.

"All right, guess you've earned it." She coos, reaching up and pulling his head into her neck, affectionately rubbing his hair. "Go ahead and cum for me, alright?"

Daffy loves that.

"SHIT, FUCK!!" He shouts, his senses completely overwhelmed.

His fat cock splurts out a thick load of cum once again, only to have the walls of Tina's vagina clench down around him as he throbbed each time. The forceful pressure around his cock had absolutely elevated his orgasm, blown his mind, and sent aggressive waves of pleasure throughout his entire body, exhausting every bit of energy and draining every bit of his mind. He goes completely limp on top of her.

His sweaty musk surrounds her and she finds the weight of him on her to be quite comforting. She reaches down and continues jacking off, easily regaining her thrilling arousal. The feeling of his warm cum within her also exhilarates her.

She continues jacking off, rubbing her clit as Daffy lay prone on her. Within a few minutes, she can feel herself getting ready for a second orgasm.

"Hey," She riles Daffy from his inactivity.

"Hmm?" He groans.

She grabs her left breast with her free hand, pointing the pert nipple at him.

"Drink up." She demands.

He obliged, gently nursing on her sweaty breasts as she jacked herself off.

"Harder." She instructs.

He lightly bites her nipple, sucking harder.

"Yeah, like that. Keep-....yeah..."

Tina vigorously rubbed herself, while her other hand rested on the back of Daffy's head, gently ruffling his hair as he nursed on her. He then brought up his hands to grope at both of her tits as he suckled. That was enough to drive her to her peak.

"Yeah! Yeah, yeah, fuck...fuck..fuck.fuck!" She cried out.

A powerful orgasm rocked her already sensitive pussy, and electric pleasure washed over her. Her legs trembled and shook as every single muscle tensed up as the orgasm continued with its sporadic punches of bliss. When it was all over, her muscles relaxed more than they ever had before. She went limp once again.

Daffy leaned back, his flaccid cock pulling out of her, dribbling his cum all over her crotch and the couch's cushions. He then sauntered over to lie beside her on the couch. There was just enough room for him to lie on his side while she lay on her back, relaxing in a state of utterly enjoyable bliss.

"So much for not making a mess all over your...decent couch."

"Shut up."

Daffy snuggled beside her.

"Do you want to go out again?"

Tina laughed. "Hook it up."