FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

Short and dirty idea of a creature I read about while doing research for the second chapter of Grave Robbing. I have taken a lot of poetic license with this one though. Thanks to an anonymous donor and friend for the RP script that inspired this short dirty story and finally getting this idea out of my head.

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There she was again, her sparkling amber eyes, her long flowing golden locks billowing in the wind like a silken sail. Her laughter like music as she raced around the pool chasing the little kids, running comically slow despite being a cheetah. Saharah by name, but her less than original friends spoke her name as if they were just calling her Sarah, so to the uninitiated they only knew her as Sarah. The cheetah filled her bright red two piece costume like a swimwear model, curves for days and legs than went on forever. She would have looked at home on a stripper pole even more than she did swimming laps along the Olympic sized pool.

EviLynne hissed softly to herself as she watched the mature cheetah sprint past, watching her curves shift and work under her costume. The demonic vixen looked like an average everyday vixen on the outside, save for the darker than usual coat and her bright long red hair, but she was a special breed of demon. EviLynne was a Popobowa, a deviant offshoot of a Succubus or Incubus and she was here in search of the sweet purity of a particular kind of untouched virgin, she was delighted to find her target was a buxom beauty for a change.

Throughout the day the vixen plied her charms, a brush here or a touch there, slowly cementing herself in the cheetah's mind. At first it started with a curious glance her way, but the more they interacted, the more the cheetah's curiosity began to bloom into lust. By the time the afternoon began to shift to twilight and the pool was vacated, only the cheetah remained to lock up for the day; finally alone and without any witnesses, the demonic vixen struck.

"Very nice," The fennec whispered softly as she licked her lips, looking the cheetah over slowly.

"Oh, it's you..." Saharah said with a note of surprise, turning to face the voice behind her.

"Hello beautiful," EviLynne replied with a grin, slowly circling the cheetah and giving her a thorough looking over, very clearly undressing the other woman with her eyes. "Nice spots...how far down do they go?" The vixen asked as she moved around and behind the feline, gently grasping her tail and starting to stroke her small paws backward against the grain of Saharah's fur, her grasp slowly moving lower down the length.

Saharah blushed as she watched the fox circle her, admiring the smaller woman's body whenever she came back into view. "They go all the way down..." Saharah replied with a soft purr, trying to look behind her at the vixen stood behind her and grasping her tail. She knew this was inappropriate, no one was meant to be here after the pool was locked up for the day. But something about the vixen was oddly soothing, calming to a degree with a hint of excitement. Saharah couldn't explain it, but she felt compelled to let the vixen touch her as she wished.

"Well there is one spot in particular I'm interested in..." EviLynne purred softly back at the buxom cheetah, her arms wrapping about the feline to get more than a little familiar with her curves. The vixen rolled her hips and ground lightly against the cheetah's behind while her hands explored along her front and dipping beneath her top occasionally. "So what does it take to get under that spotty tail of yours, gorgeous?"

Saharah licked her suddenly dry lips as the vixen's arms wrapped around her, feeling her soft paws begin exploring and caressing the curves of her body, panting softly as she in turn rolled her hips and pressed her shapely buttocks back against the vulpine's grinding hips. Closing her eyes at the almost electric feel of another woman's hands on her, Saharah moaned quietly as she felt the stranger's hands explore along her voluptuous bust beneath her bikini top. "All it takes is pulling down whatever I'm wearing," she admitted on impulse, almost as if compelled to do so by an unseen force. An instant blush blossomed in her cheeks as she realized what she'd said, she was never so brash or straight forward like that with people she knew intimately, let alone a complete stranger!

"A woman after my own heart..." The fennec growled out playfully, grinning broadly she slipped her paws fully under the feline's top, blatantly groping directly at her bare breasts for a few moments. After giving the felines generous mounds a couple squeezes and her nipples a tweak or two, she removed her paws and reached down to hook her fingers into the waistband of Saharah's bikini bottoms. As the small fennec knelt down behind the feline, she would tug her bikini bottoms down with her before pressing her muzzle up against the underside of the cheetah's spotty tail and commanding, "Lift it for me."

Saharah couldn't believe she did as told, but she found it hard to resist the vixen's request. Even as the complete stranger tugged her bikini bottoms down, Saharah made no effort to stop her or even discourage her, she simply let the vixen do as she wished. Even worse was the fact she willingly and almost eagerly in fact, lifted her tail as commanded.

"Good girl..." The vixen almost hissed as she firmly grasped the feline's buttocks, digging her thumbs into the crevice of her pert behind before gently prying her cheeks apart to reveal her completely. "Very nice indeed" EviLynne commented as she got a good look at Saharah's pussy and asshole. The fennec let her almost absurdly long ebony tongue slip free to take a slow lick from between the felines thighs, across her little pink slit, and all the way back under her tail. Making sure to slather both of her openings with a fair bit of saliva in the process, leaving behind a slight tingling sensation that quickly began to grow into a burning heat that demanded to be satisfied.

Saharah tried to watch as the vixen knelt behind her out of view, feeling her grasp her buttocks and spread her so lewdly. The cheetah felt completely exposed, but somehow it only turned her on more, forcing her to withhold a moan. Though her effort not to moan quickly failed the moment she felt the fennec's tongue, shivering as the vixen licked slowly between her thighs and all the way back under her tail. Her moans escalating as the vixen slathered both of her holes with a good bit of saliva that quickly began to make her feel hot and needy, already starting to squirm on the spot as she reached behind herself and gripped the back of the vixens head, fingers interlaced in her bright red locks.

EviLynne smirked at the cheetah's grasp in her hair, enticing her to swirl her tongue a few more times around under the cheetah's tail, getting her pucker nice and slick before she stood up behind her. The small fennec firmly pushed the feline to bend over and lay down over the table, scattering the neatly folded towels about as she gripped Saharah's spotted tail to lift it. Unseen behind the cheetah the fennec revealed her secret, her other paw gripping at her hidden length to bring it to fullness before she eased herself forward and teased her tip between the cheetahs spotted cheeks. With a little nudge of her cocktip against the cheetah's pucker, she leaned forwards to ask with a playful growl "Has this kitty taken it back here before?"

Saharah bit her bottom lip almost hard enough to draw blood as she tried to hold back her moans from the vixen swirling her long tongue around her sensitive pucker. She tried to look behind her as she felt the fox suddenly stop before being pushed down onto the nearby table, briefly grumbling about the mess she would have to clean up later, but she would ultimately lay down on it obediently. Saharah's eyes went wide as she stared back at the vixen as her tail was lifted up, staring intently at the length in the vixens paw as she felt its tip teased between her cheeks. The cheetah blushed at the question, shaking her head no in response, admitting she'd never so much as had a finger back there.

"Just what I wanted to hear..." Was all the fennec said before she began inching her hips forward, slowly sinking her throbbing length under the cheetah's spotty tail. Using her grip on the feline's tail to firmly tug her backside back to swallow more cock until finally her hips met Saharah's pert spotty cheeks, growling in satisfaction at the tight heat squeezing down around her cock, "Nice and tight kitty...ready to get fucked?"

The fennec was right, this one was virgin under her tail. The feast of emotions was delectable, exactly what a Popobowa loved feasting on as they claimed the virgin stars of men and women alike. The older the victim, the more delectable, like a finely aged wine. This cheetah was well into her sexual prime, a true rarity these days that she'd not so much as been touched back there. EviLynne's eyes briefly flashed a bright golden hue as she drank in the mixture of pleasure, pain, confusion, revulsion and ultimately acceptance. Yes, this one would do nicely, a true feast to savor.

Slowly the fennec's hips began to thrust, working her thick length in and out beneath the curling and twitching spotted tail while Saharah groaned louder and louder with every stroke. The cheetah whimpered, almost begging for release as the fennec butt fucked her. Her confusion only growing as she felt an intense growing pleasure, not the pain and discomfort she'd believed such acts usually entailed. But all she could feel was the growing ball of pleasure starting to burn white hot at her core before it suddenly exploded, making the cheetah cry out in bliss before she blacked out from sensory overload.

By the time Saharah eventually regained consciousness, she found herself alone in the locker room. She almost thought what had occurred was a dream, but then she felt the cool air-conditioned air lick across her exposed pussy and asshole, feeling her bikini bottoms down about her ankles. Reaching behind and beneath her tail, she gingerly touched at her aching asshole and felt the obvious slickness of cum matting her fur.