Penpals or more? Part 1
#1 of PenPals
This is a story Commission trade with a friend of mine Damiean Pheonix she is so sweet and kind x3
It was a mid afternoo summer day as a young black wolf with a mane and tail colored like a rainbow, sat on a bus traveling south to the country side. He wore a simple t-shirt with "Linkin Park" grafeettieed on it and blue jean shorts. He was carrying a simple black sidebag,which held various amount of paper each with writing on it and a signautre that read. "Love Kuri." He looked down with his pale amber eyes and re-read one of the many letters he held. The one he read was most recent sent to him just last week.
"Dear Damien,
I can't wait for your visit next week! I hope you can get over here soon. Your my only friend who hasn't just left me behind because I live so far outside of the city. If you do make it out here I'l make sure to make your day with some fun and possibly some other forms of entertainment.
Anyway hope to see you soon, Love Kuri"
Damien chuckled at the last little sentence she wrote and then packed away the letter as his bus pulled into the small town. As he stepped out he said good bye to the elderly busdriver and set foot in the small rural town. Many people walked by without giving him a second look. The town was simply one crossroads with a few buildings that seemed to be stores banks and the newspaper shop. Damien started to walk towards the store, lookingto find a phone so he could try calling Kuri. When hereached the stor he found a clerk and happily asked.
"Excuse me Sir, do you have a phone I could use anywhere?" Damien asked. The clerk looked at him and shook his head. The old bear was wearing simple overalls and had a corncob pipe and a scruffy mustache. "I'm sorry young man but we don't have a phone system, are you trin to call someone?" he asked in a light and old voice. Damien sighed and nodded. "Well you should try the postoffice or as thier sign says the Newspaper store. They are also the mail delivery boys. They can help you find who your lookin for." Damien nodded and thanked the old bear and left the store and headed across the street to the postoffice, or Newspaper store as it was labled.
Damien walked in and found an elderly ram, and she was typing something in an old computer that was big and bulky. "Excuse me ma'am, I'm looking for some one and the Elderly man at the store said you could help me?" Damien asked as he walked up to the ram. She nodded and in a dry crackled voice. "So who you lookin fer?" she asked her accent heavy and kinda funny. "Kuri Redwolf." Damien replied. The Ram nodded again and typed somethingin the computer and then she printed something. She handed Damien a frsh map that had a line from the postoffice to a house that looked to be a mile down the road next to some cornfeilds. He thanked the lady and headed out.
It took just over and hour foe Damien to come across the house. It was a gorgeous two story mansion with a large patio and a bench swing. It had bright white paint that looked like it was maintained to a good degree with fresh borders that complimented the fabulous white coloring. Damien walked up to the front door and sighed and knocked a few times. There wasn't an answear so he knocked again and this time heard a pleasent voice with a southern tinge. "Come 'round back I'm just milking Jessie." The name Jessie brought curiosity to his mand as he walked around to the back of the house. What Damien saw made him stumble and nearly trip.
There in a simple t-shirt and white panties was a dark gray wolf with golden blonde patches evenly spaced dwon from he head to her tail. Her under belly from her chin down to her feet. She was a beutiful wolf all that Damien dreamed of, what shocked him was she was pawing off a tall and very buff horse, who was only wearing a collar and letting this gorgous wolf paw him off into what looked like a bucket. Which it was and when that horse came he nighed so hard damien nearly pissed himself. When it was all over the wolf stood up and turned and blushed. "Oh My Damien? Is that you?" she asked. Damien slowly nodded then pointed at her. "Kuri?" She nodded and held out her clean paw and he shook it.
"oh I'm so sorry you had to see me do that. Damien this is my feild worker Jessie, I was milking him because of the little bunny who lives down the road. His Mama died and his Dad needs milk which he can't provide so I milk Jessie here and boil this down to get a sutiable drink for the young boy." Kuri explained without beating an eye. Damien was confused to hell. He heard about cum drinkers but he didn't think that the rural community fed thier children that, but when Damien remembered his anatomy class he remembered that horse cum when boiled down has enough nutrients to replace any form of Grade A milk. Kuri happily invited him inand inside Damien nearly gagged at the smell. From the back door they entered through the kitchen which opened up to the livingroom and then to the right from the kitchen was the master bedroom, which was presumably Kuri's, to the left was a small hallway and another room which he guessed was Jessie's. Yet as he saw this he kept gagging at the smell and when he looked around he found the culprit. A large kettle of boiling Horse cum, which was boiling away and Kuri dumped the new batch right in and adjusted the gas powered stove. She looked back and tilted her head. 'You ok Damien?"
Damien shook his head as he covered his mouth and rushed back outside. He tripped and nearly fell down onto the ground hard until someone caught him. When he looked up he saw Jessie had caught him and stood him up and then patted him on the head and walked inside and past Kuri who sttod there with a concerned look. "Not use to the smell are you?" she asked. Damine nodded and apologized for his sudden action to get out. "Nah it's alright. Every first timer does that anyway, let me go open a few winda's and air the place out ok Sweetie?" she asked before headng in to open the windows.
After an hour or so Kuri came back out and invited him in back in. When he walked back in the smell was still there but wasn't so bad, bearable was the correct word as he made it to the livingroom. There was a piano in the corner on the other side of the room was a simple set-up of a couch, with a chair adjacent to it and a love seat on the other side with a tea table set in the middle of it all. Jessie was on the chair, still naked, and sipping tea. Kuri took Damiens paw in hers and pulled him to the couch. They sat down and Kuri poured him some tea. "Hope your ok with the lack of technology." she asked. Damien smiled and replied. "Ah it's fine I have my laptop and wi-fi finder so I'll be able to keep up on my classes and live here." Kuri smiled and leaned over and pecked his cheek. Damien smiled and returned with a light kiss, which was quickly deepened as Kuri fell back and Damien climbed ontop of her.
Thier lips were locked togeather and Damien's paw moved down to the hem of the white panties Kuri wore. Kuri yiped and broke the kiss blushing and whispered. "Wait...Damien wait." she said. Damien stopped and looked at her. "Not there yet..." she said. Damien thought about what she meant until he remembered the Back Door. He blushed as Kuri looked at him. "Sure, anything for my little sexy girl."