Teacher (update)
*This is and adult furry story for my own personal use, the content may be offensive but has no basis on reality... so FUCK OFF IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT!!!* **Story and all characters © me, so no stealing them!!!** ***update at bottom!!!!!*** "Teacher?" by: BlackDragonOtoshi Fucking AP testing! I hate math, so, of course, I got placed in an advanced calc class for my senior year! And of course, my counselor "misadvised" me, basically screwing me over, if I don't pass EVERY class I won't graduate on time! One day, my teacher, Mr. J, a Siberian wolf, asked me to stay after class, no problem since I can walk to where I live, and its my last class of the day. "Yes Mr. J?", "you're falling behind on your work.", "yeah I noticed" I said sarcastically. He stood from his desk and began to ready the board for the next days assignment, I couldn't help but notice his tight, grey slacks, hugging his nice, tight, muscular, 27 year old ass, and sizable bulge in front, no wonder I'd never seen him out from behind his desk before! I shook off my thoughts, 'I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight' I chanted in my head "i shouldn't look at guys like that". "I checked your AP scores in your file today" my brow peaked with intrigue, "And...?", "and...according to your scores you should, not only be breezing through this class but you could probably get up here and teach it as well as I could... you nearly aced this section of the test! Hell, you damn near aced the whole test! For Zion's sake Otoshi!" I couldn't help but feel apprehensive. However, my sarcasm shone through again, "I would have aced it if I'd gotten there on time... and ate breakfast... and slept the night before... I swear they plan those Godzilla marathons just to throw us poor, unfortunate students off... maybe then I wouldn't have fallen asleep taking the test... or spilled my coffee on the proctor when he woke me up... or...", "ok, ok! That's enough..." he was annoyed, openly, with me. "My point is, you already know this stuff and you are four points shy of failing!" I go t distracted somewhere in that comment, he had hopped up on his desk, his closer leg hanging, his other paw up on the corner of his huge desk, giving me an eyeful as he took on an Adonis-like demeanor. "I know...Mr. J... but... I'm busy a lot... and I work... and I have to play just a little... and martial arts equipment can get expensive... so can food for that matter... and girls don't just, pick *themselves* up... and...", "alright already, I get the picture. My point is, you are almost 6 assignments behind and you've aced every test I can throw at ya!", "and...", "and you are going to fail if you don't shape up and do your assignments! Now...I am willing to make a deal...", "I'm listening", "I am going to come over to your house, if I have to, and watch you do your assignments, then, when they are *all* completed, as well as your new ones too... in fact, when you're an assignment *ahead* of the class... I will give you FULL credit on all of them... understand?", "yeah I got it 'great Sensei J'", I chuckled a bit at my sarcastic joke to myself... haha. "Right... well, how bout I give you a ride home?" my dragon heart sank a bit, but I recovered, "uh... no, that's cool I can walk...", "nonono! It's the least I can do, I mean hell I've kept you long enough haven't I?", I could tell I wasn't getting out of it, "uh...well, I guess my boss would be pretty happy if I got to work early for once...", "ok! Let me just finish the board and I'll take you to work then.", he almost sounded, dejected. "Wow...", escaped my snout as we approached his excellent, antique fire bird, deep black mint exterior, restored black leather interior, the trademarked bird in candy apple red on the hood...damn. He commented on how I would disappear but for my dark green trace scales, silver teeth, dark green horns, and platinum-silver eyes; a black dragon wearing black clothes in a black car with a black interior... it was like urban camouflage! We chatted about the weather and other useless topics during the short ride to the pharmacy type convenience store I said I worked at. As he dropped me off I couldn't help but notice the stuff in his back seat, among the papers was a nice, dark brown, leather aviator's style jacket. We said good bye, he reasserted our deal, and took off. I waited until he turned the corner to turn and head toward my real job. Jimmy was the bouncer on duty at the time. He never has to fight anybody, he is 9 feet tall when he stands tall, about 450 - 500lbs, all muscle, an ox morph, he had his horns capped with titanium, and sharpened to severe points. His short fur is black, with a hint of brown or red in the right light. His black eyes can stare through you and deter the horniest of lowlifes from trying to get into the strip/clothing optional club. He usually is styling with a skin-tight, sleeveless, dark grey muscle shirt; tucked into a matching grey pair of denim pants, a black, leather belt with a big silver buckle; and a custom pair of steel toed...or should I say, steel hoofed boots, also that same grey. "Wassup Oto!", "not much Jimmy, I'm gonna go clock in, then you can go home", "you mean inside to check out the fine ass ladies?", "what else would I mean by 'home'?", we chuckled and he patted me on the shoulder as I went in. I made my way to the office and my locker. I changed into my "work clothes" a dark silver suit with black pinstripes, no shirt, showing off my toned, muscular, but not body builder buff, more martial artist, body. My anterior (chest) scales a dark silver/grey, just barely noticeably lighter than the rest of my black hide, this continues down between my legs and down most of the underside of my tail, but one only knows that if they see me naked. I was groped, propositioned, and otherwise molested as I made my way across the floor, taking a couple of drunkards with me to toss flat on their faces when I reached the door. The hyena's hit the ground face first, I think they were brothers, twins, or at least from the same litter. They staggered to their feet, looked me over, and staggered off cussing at me under their breath, had Jimmy not been staring at them, they would have probably attacked me. "lowlifes... ok Jimmy, go have fun!" he smiled and went into the club. I took his place checking ID's and assessing fur's for their potential to cause trouble. Mostly, it went smoothly, but then this utterly (no pun intended) huge ox walked up, scowling way down at me, making Jimmy look like a runt of the heard! I looked up at him and cooly asked, "are you going to cause any trouble?" the left side of his snout curled up into a half smile, and he put one huge digit on my shoulder and gave me a little shove, "what, like you gonna stop me ya little gecko?" his deep voice bellowed in the ally's night air, then he chuckled a little. "I'm sorry man, your going to have to go somewhere else tonight." I attempted to wave him aside, to continue the line since the club could hold easily ten more. "You don't get it runt! I'm gonna get some freaky pussy here tonight, so I'm going in wether you like it or not!", his colossal hand made an enormous fist. I looked to my right, at the entrance to the club, then back up into his distant eyes. Fur's were getting annoyed at this disturbance, waiting impatiently in line behind him. Without warning, as he drew his monstrous fist back, I popped myself high into the air, spinning counter clockwise at a dizzying speed. As my hips became even in height with the bull's head, I stuck out my left foot, bringing the ball of my foot to, what was my right side of his face. He was off balance as I landed facing away from him in a semi-crouching position, as I landed I whipped my tail into his right ankle. His bloody face hit the ground, becoming even bloodier. He rolled over, looked at me, and passed out. I was cheered a bit by the, quite impressed, line of would be clubbers, as I dragged his unconscious mass a meter or so, so that they wouldn't have to step over him to get in. I quickly waved a group of four females, that were together, in, and started to assess others to enter, hitting a buzzer on the wall for "clean up" to remove the ox. The rest of the night was uneventful, aside from the constant propositions I got from, usually nearly to fully nude, females and even a few males, especially those whom saw me defeat the ox. Needless to say I was a bit hot and bothered by the nights end, but I was too tired to take care of it that night so I just went to sleep after work. With just under 3 hours of sleep under my belt, I got up at 7:45, just in time to blaze to school! My nose passed the door into my first class as the final bell was ringing. I slept my way through that and my next three classes that day (my fullest schedule day of the week, Saturday). My last class was again Mr. J's. He only teaches one class a day, three days a week; Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday. He teaches as a second occupation, he is some sort of engineer or something as a day job, all I know is that he makes more than enough money without the teaching job. As usual, he taught the class with a slide-show on his laptop, connected to a projector, and a wireless headset, connected to a nice surround sound type set up, so all could hear him and he wouldn't have to yell, nor get up. I easily finished the assignment before he even started going over it in class. I was sound asleep by the time the class was over. A whack on the shoulder from Mr. J woke me up. The small auditorium like room was empty but for us. "Did you get any of them done? ", he asked in a concerned tone. "Huh? What? Oh ... here", I handed him that days assignment. "What about the ones you missed?" I looked up at him, finally. I immediately noticed how his fur shone in the dim lighting of the class. I shook my head and started to gather myself enough to stand. "Well, then we are going to your house, and we're gonna do them!" he was obviously frustrated. My eyes widened for a second, then I got control of myself, " um, ok... but, why don't we go to the library instead?" he seemed a bit put out by that notion, but he agreed. We did about three of the more time consuming assignments, then we called it quits for the day, since I had work. He insisted on dropping me off again. I again waited till he was out of sight then headed toward my real job. Tonight I had no problems... per say. As I was waving furs in I was suddenly caught off guard. There before me was a very well built, well groomed wolf. His fur glistened in the moonlight, and the red neon sign. He wore nothing but a pair of boots, and a pair of tight leather pants, equipped with a big bulge and a tight, round ass. As my eyes scanned him from paw to head, I was feeling myself becoming aroused. But then I was stunned at the face I saw...you guessed it! Mr. J! We stared at each other for several seconds. "Um... uh... yeah, y-you can go in." I tried to just wave him in, foolishly hoping he didn't recognize me. "I knew you were lying to me! So, this is where you work... why here!" he was oddly casual in his state of half nudity. I stood crooked, I didn't know why, but I was getting hard looking at him. I'd never really considered guy's before. After a bit of chat, as I waved others in, Mr. J, Daniel, went into the club. It was very out of character for me, but I nearly stared at his ass as he disappeared into the loud techno. After an hour or so, he emerged, alone, and oddly sober, odd for this club anyway. "Hey" he said as he approached me. "oh, hi Mr. J!", "please, I told you to call me Danny!", "right, Danny. Have fun?", "it was cool, but I need to call it a night. So... when's your shift over?", I raised an eyebrow at him, "bout 20 minutes, why?", "I thought I could give you a ride home!", "oh... um... thanks but, I think I can manage. I'll see you tomorrow at the library then?", "yeah, ok then Oto, 6 o'clock sharp! See ya then!" After our good bye's, he headed off to where, I presume, he parked. After I was off duty I went to the club owners office and collected my pay in cash. This is why I am willing to do work such as this, I get payed 'under the table', dayly, allowing me to claim poverty level income, which I probably am, at or below the poverty line. The other perk is that I don't need an address to get payed. Anyway, I got my cash, changed into my grungy street clothes, and headed off. Apparently, Mr. J had asked around and found out that I walk passed a certain junk yard on my way home, both after school and after work; the clubs proximity to the college means I am familiar with many of its patrons; and he was staking it out, hiding his dark car in a lightless alley. Looking around, and over my shoulder, making reasonably sure that I was not being watched or followed, I walked along the long, tall, razor-wire topped fence. I came into Mr. J's view. as I came to an ill lit fire hydrant I slowed, and checked for spectators again. he watched in silence as I planted my clawed foot into the top of the hydrant and catapulted myself over the fence with a degree of ease; being a dragon has its advantages, though wingless, I can leap so well, that it is practically flight. He saw me land gently on the other side and disappear into the maze of cars and refrigerators. Mr. J stepped out of his car and walked casually up to the hydrant. He lightly passed his paw over the top of the hydrant where its yellow paint had been worn off over many uses as a stepping stone. He tried to look casual as he took a red handkerchief out of his pocket and tied it to the fence at about waist height. Being not as aerially inclined as I, he decided to find a more inconspicuous place to scale the towering barrier. Using his old leather jacket, draped over the razor wire, he 'hopped' the fence. He then followed the perimeter of the fence back to the red rag. Then, the wolf took over, as he set out to track me down. Nearly an hour passed, oil drowned out all other scents, and there were too many tracks to discern from in the night. He followed the tracks he hoped were mine. Near the center of the rather vast yard, at the end of a corridor of stacked cars, he rounded a corner, there, in a clearing, off to the side, was a big, wheelless, Volkswagen bus. He could see into the cab, he saw a sliver of light, shining through black, makeshift curtains. My acute ears heard footsteps approaching, I immediately blew out my candles, trying to stay as silent as possible. "Otoshi? Are you in there?" I heard the faint call from Mr. J's unmistakable voice. I didn't know what to think, much less what to do! Again he called out softly, "I know your in there Otoshi! I can smell you! Come on out and we'll talk!" I took a deep breath, then, slowly, I opened the heavy door and stepped out. Comfortingly, with a slight smile on his face, he spoke to me, "this is why you never let anybody take you home?", my head was hanging low; I guess I looked a bit like a child, caught stealing from a candy store; I nodded sightly, "please don't tell anyone how I live...", "this is why you have trouble in school, isn't it?", I didn't respond, except for the tears welling up in my eyes. he stepped in closer to me, "don't you worry, I won't tell anyone, because I won't have to." I looked up at him a bit more than confused. "Your going to come live with me, besides, I've got an extra room anyway, and my house feels kinda empty like that." he stepped in as I tried to stop myself from crying. As he took me in his arms, I wept. I wrapped my arms around his waist and held him close to me as I got a hold of myself. We got into his car and drove silently to his house, not far away. I felt out of place in the very clean dwelling. He coaxed me into following him. He showed me to a room with nothing but a bed and a night stand in it. "You can sleep here tonight, then we can get you moved in and comfortable. Here, this way" I followed him further down the hall. He opened a door, "here's the restroom, you can take a shower, I'll wash your clothes and get you a towel, tomorrow I'll give you the grand tour. "Thanks." was all I could say as he went off to retrieve a towel for me. I closed the door behind me as I stepped into the restroom. Slowly I started to timidly strip. I piled my clothes next to the door, so Mr. J could just open the door a bit and grab them. I stepped into the shower, closing the clear plexiglass and turning the water on as hot as it would go. The steaming water poured over my dark hide. It had been some time since I'd had a proper shower. I had just gotten started when I heard a single brief knock, followed by the door opening. I saw his paw reach in and, as he touched the top of the pile, his head peaked in, sneaking a peak at me. I had turned a bit, bending one leg as I kept the other more straight, this concealed my young manhood, but it seams to make my ass stand out, not in an entirely bad way either. Being a dragon, and not a lizard, my dragon-hood is kept externally, much like a dogs. As he peaked in he saw an opportunity of sorts. He casually stepped fully into the room, wearing only his pants, "nonono! How long has it been since you bathed properly?", "um...I don't know...I'm a senior, so...4 years...ish", "4 years you have been living in that junk yard!?", "no! The first year I was in the dorms, meaning its impossible to get to the damn shower, the first 6 months of the second year I didn't even have the junk yard!", "oh my gawd's, well you, my boy, need a bath...", he calmly strode up to the shower door, cracked it, and closed the drain. He then turned and left as casually as he could, though I noticed him trying to see more than I was letting him in on. Slowly I sat in the hot bath as it filled. All my muscles ached, but soon the hot waters were soothing them. I almost didn't hear him come in, a quickly bent knee and a well placed arm concealed my package, now swelling from the soothing, hot, bath. He looked me over a bit, "that's better now isn't it?", I looked at him, blushing a bit as I nodded and smiled a little involuntary smile. "Here you go, take your time, you deserve it." he said as he plopped a big white towel on the counter. As he left I looked down at my insistent member, I decided to ignore it and enjoy the bath. Having finished my bath I toweled off, smelling the towel brought warm feelings to me, it smelled like Mr. J. I suddenly noticed my nudity. I cracked the door, "um... Mr. J!? I've finished, where are my clothes if you don't mind?", he appeared in the hall way. "One moment!" he said cheerfully as he accessed the hall closet. He produced for me a towel-cloth robe. "They are still in the wash, here you can wear this for now", by this time it was late. I told him I was just going to go to bed. He agreed, saying he was headed that way himself. I awoke early in the morning with a start, a bad dream. It was Sunday, about 8 or 9 in the morning when Mr. J got up. His nose led him into the kitchen to find me, wearing one of his old shirts and an old pair of his shorts (they had obviously not been worn In some time, so I hoped he wouldn't mind me enlarging the tail-hole for myself) cooking eggs, bacon and ham for two. I didn't notice him enter. "Good morning!" he said, I turned to him with a nervous smile on my face, "morning! I hope you like your eggs scrambled...", "I love scrambled eggs, thank you, you really didn't have to do this you know.", "I know...I, I wanted to, to thank you, it's the least I could do!" we smiled at each other as I placed our plates on the table, we sat quietly and ate, him watching with amusement as I scarfed mine. "When was the last time you ate?", between gulps I threw out a fast, "two days ago" and continued eating, "don't you make some good cash as a bouncer?", just as I had answered his last question I threw, "tuition" at him. We went out to various stores where he insisted on buying me some new clothes and things. That night we stopped by the junk yard. I bounded over the fence and swiftly vanished into the maze. Returning moments later with a duffel bag containing all of my possessions. I tossed it in the trunk and we headed back to his house. The night was young yet and I had no school the next day, he called in a vacation day to stay with me, and help me adjust, though I said it wasn't necessary. So he helped me unpack. We were putting my martial arts equipment and school supplies about the room, trying to make it look less full. We happened to reach into the nearly empty bag at the same time and our paws touched, then our eyes met. Our lips were only a hair apart, we stared into each others eyes, we drew closer. As our lips brushed against each other, about to kiss, I drew away, "I... I'm sorry" I hung my head in embarrassment, even shame. He was unsettled by that, "oh, uh... it was nothing, I guess. Don't worry about it." The next morning I was again awakened by that same bad dream, when he knocked on my door, and then opened it a bit, he saw me sitting, fully clothed, "time to go is it?" I said as I stood and followed him to his car after a to go breakfast. That afternoon we saw each other again in his class. We swung by the club after school, I let them know that I quit. Mr. J wanted me to have a "real job", so we went and put some applications in at several places before heading back to his house. Once there we exacted some more of our deal, finishing all but two assignments as well as that day's assignment. The whole time, however, I felt as though we were sitting entirely too close, and there were several awkward moments. I was glad, yet saddened when we decided to call it quits for the day. Relieved that we were no longer that physically close, yet missing it. 'I'm straight, I'm straight, I'm straight!' again went through my head as we sat on his couch to watched a little tv, he again only wore his pants. The couch was more of a love seat, only big enough for two people, and the big throw pillows put us right next to each other. Mr. J flipped through the channels, finding a movie just starting on HBO. As we got into the action of the 3 star movie we shared a bowl of popcorn. I didn't even notice him stretch, and put his arm on the back of the sofa behind me. near the end of the film, he let his paw slide down and rest across my shoulders. I looked at him, looked deep into his eyes, he placed his other paw on my knee. We leaned into each other. I felt my heart skip a beat, and my breath quicken, like a vixen about to be ravaged for the first time. Our lips slowly pressed together and we both let out our deep breaths. We started to press harder into the kiss, I lightly placed my claw on his chest, sinking my nails into his fur. But, then, I realized what was happening! I pushed him away, turning my head, "I'm sorry" we both said nearly in unison. I stood and hurried to my room, "I'm sorry, g...good night.", a soft "good night" left Mr. J's lips as he sat prone on the couch, watching the entrance to the hallway as he listened to me entering my room. I sat up gasping for breath, my heart feeling as though it was about to explode! My legs crossed, and I planted my head into my claws, my elbows on my knees. It was the same dream again, but this was the most vivid it had ever been! Upset, and not thinking clearly, I was able to remember to grab my new, white bath robe before exiting my room, covering my nudity with it as I made my way to the kitchen for some water. I was shaking so much that I dared not fill the glass more than half way at a time! Struggling to prevent my sobs from escaping! I walked back down the hall, stopping at the door to my room. I just couldn't stand being alone right now. I decided, without really deciding, to pass my room. I tied my robe shut loosely, then crept the door open into Mr. J's room. "M...Mr. J?" he lolled a bit, his eyes glowed in the dim light, "hmm? What is it Otoshi?", "um... I... uh... I had a... uh... a bad dream..." the sound of tears was in my voice at this point, "can... uh... can I... uh..." before I could finish he tossed his blankets off of one side and was holding an arm out. I closed the door and, feeling, among other things, very childish as I climbed into bed with him. And as we held each other, and my face was pushed into the fur of his chest, I could not help but to whimper like a hatchling into him, occasionally sobbing. I didn't remember falling asleep. As I stirred, so did he, I could not tell if I woke him or if he was already awake. It was early. As I looked up at him, I still mostly asleep, he had a very big grin on his muzzle. Almost innocently I started to nuzzle his arm, as I shifted I discovered why, I believe, he was grinning so. In the night, my robe had fallen open, so now my flesh was undeniably in contact with him, seeing as he too was nude. But that wasn't the half of it, in the night, the touch of someone else had forced me to address a certain issue, a nice, thick, 8 inch issue, now standing fully hard, pressed in between us. I was too close to the dream world to articulate, I tried to apologize, but felt his paw on my cheek. As our eyes met, I could not continue to deny my deep desire for him. My eyes closed as he pressed his lips to mine, then I gasped as his paw had slowly traced its way down my body, and had just came into contact with my obvious need! I now only broke our kiss to gasp, but then it would resume. I don't know if it was the touch in general, if he held some sort of skill, the fact that i hadn't goten off for a few days, or if it was just because it was him, but his touch was as electricity, trickling slowly over my petrified cock, and abundant, engorged balls. My own claw was now, firmly gripping his gorgeous, tight, round ass! My other paw was scritching the back of his head in a rather sensual manner. I broke our kiss with a gasp, nuzzling his neck as I did so. I looked down between us, I saw his own cock, slightly larger than my own, fully erect, I had felt it occasionally touching my tummy. Staring at it, I slowly slid my claw from his ass, to between his legs. He let out a gentle moan as I started to caress his length. He now knew that this was for real; and, so did I; so he rolled me to my back, I was unhappy about breaking our embrace. He kissed me hard, this time, slipping his tongue into my mouth. The whole experience was sensational! I was trembling when he broke the kiss, but not disappointed, he immediately started to nibble on my neck, he knew of several very sensual spots, all of which he stimulated, driving me insane for him, needing him with all of my being! Then, he started to work his way down, that was a whole new experience in itself! My claws pierced deep into the bed on either side of me, and I was shuddering with every nibble, or kiss as he slowly got closer and closer. Carefully, he worked his way around my cock, not touching it at all! I was practically hyperventilating at this point! But then, I let out a long, drawn out, moaning breath as his muzzle closed around my length. "Oh gawds" were the only words I could speak between the moans of pure ecstacy! His head bobbed slightly and his tongue swirled about in magical ways! When I was close, he stopped, bringing his face to mine, looking into my eyes, trying to see what I wanted. I reached up and pulled him into a deep kiss, thrusting my tongue into his muzzle! I gazed into his beautiful eyes, I stared deep into them, "make love to me" the words just flowed out, passing over my forked tongue as water flows over a fall. "What!?" I had caught him off guard, "please, if you'll have me? I... I want to be your mate! Please, will you make love to me?", he ran the gamut of emotions as a smile appeared on his lips, "only if you would have me!" We kissed deeply again. he then reached over me, "you're a virgin aren't you?" I nodded as he accessed his night stand drawer, retrieving some K-Y. Lovingly, he spread some on my entrance, and some more on his fingers. He told me to relax, with him coaching me into it, he eased a single finger into me. I moaned loudly, half pain, all pleasure. Just as I calmed and got used to it, he slipped an other finger in, kissing and nibbling my neck to comfort me, and to turn me on more; wanting it makes it easier take. He lovingly, worked my ass with his gentle fingers, getting me loose, and not to mention turned on, enough to take his sizable cock. When he thought I was capable, he moved between my legs. Apparently, he gets off on finger fucking, cause his cock had never left it's state of full hardness. I watched as he took care to generously lube his whole cock, to make this event as frictionless as possible for me. I closed my eyes as he leaned into me, kissing me gently. I felt the pointed tip of his big wolf cock at the doorway to my passage. I moaned loudly, even screaming with pleasure, a touch of pain mixed in, shivering with lust as he slowly slid into me. I was quite pleased to discover that he was of the 50%, or so, of wolves that are devoid of a knot. Sure, that means that we cannot be tied, but, we get the whole length of his cock, as well as the fact that, I don't think I could take a knot. I was filled, literally, with both him, and lust and love, and the aforementioned whole length. I just about came right then, he was firm against my G-spot, and he just felt so huge inside of me! I loved it! "Oh gawds" I gasped just before he started to slide out of me, his first out stroke. He eased all but the vague head of his cock out, then he slid it back in, faster than the first time in, but not much. Gently, he thrust into me again, a little faster, then over and over again, faster on every stroke. Soon he was at a limit. I noticed this, and as I noticed it, he corrected himself. He kissed me, then we told each other that we loved one an other. After that, he rose to his knees, spreading them wide apart, as he also took my legs and put my semi-digitigraded ankles up on his shoulders. Then he started to thrust into me at a much faster, harder pace! The feeling of being fucked for the first time, and by him, was incomprehensibly magnificent! His hips pounding into mine! His big, furry wolf balls bouncing off my firm ass! And yet he remained gentle! "Oh fuck! Yes! Oh Danny! Fuck me!", he slowed suddenly, "what is it?" I asked, thinking I'd done something wrong, "I'm making love to you like this. We're gonna have to change things around a bit if you really want me to fuck you." I thought a second, then, biting my lower lip, I nodded to him. He gently slid his cock out of me. Then he had me get up on my hands and knees. "Gawds your beautiful, especially like this." I looked back at him as he lifted my tail over his shoulder, I wrapped the excess around his shoulder area, "look at that incredible ass!", I tried a seductive look, but I instead, closed my eyes and moaned as he slid back into me! His balls coming to touch mine! Quickly, he had re-attained his last maximum speed and he asked if I was ready. I asked, "for what?" and he answered by nearly doubling his speed! I chanted "OH GAWDS!!" over and over again! Then he grabbed hold of my shoulders and started to REALLY drive it home! And just when I thought it couldn't get any better, it does! He leans into me and sets in his mating bite where my neck and shoulder meet! And then! He wraps a paw around my cock and starts to stroke it madly! He whines a bit like a pup in need of attention a few times, before he suddenly rams himself deeper, harder than any previous thrust! He growls into my hide as he releases his cum deep inside me! Feeling his huge cock squirting inside me, pressed hard against my G-spot as he stroked my needy, pent up cock, was just what I needed! As I felt filled with love, I finally came, soaking the sheets. We rolled to our sides, him still within me, coming down off our monster orgasms together. We slept in till late in the morning. I was alone in the big bed. I followed the scents and sounds of breakfast. I didn't bother to put anything on. As I walked down the hallway I noticed that my bum was pretty sore, but it wasn't intolerable, so I didn't let it show at all. I casually walked in and wrapped my arms around Danny from behind, kissing his neck softly as he cooked, "sleeping beauty wakes, does he?" I giggled at that, "uh huh! Morning love!" I said cutely. We sat and ate breakfast together, getting ready to start our new life together. ~FIN~ OR IS IT? *E-mail me a little prod (though a big one works better 8=8==>|||||(-; ) to get me going on a sequel!!! **give me your comments and suggestions!!! I aim to please! ***A sequel is in the works...ish...i corrected some mistakes in this story, I'm all about consistancy... anyway, i am without a comp at the moment and my ideas and notes will remain just that until i get one, even a cheap one to type on and floppy it to the net! so if you live in or near Phoenix/Glendale Arizona, and you have a spare comp lying around or are willing to part with a little cash, e-mail me! [email protected]!!!(or click "E-mail author") I'm online monthly-ish at least. ****oh yeah, I am quite yiffy (if you didn't notice) and without anyone to yiff! So if your in the area and have the afore mentioned comp or cash (and your std free!) contact me! I'm always willing to trade! and if you don't have it...I'm sure we can work something out...;^P *****huzzaahh!! i have attained a comp! no thanks to you ungrateful fanbois! (J/K! luv u all!! ;^)) and have begun work on the long delayed sequel, (stupid boot camp) and i am now based out of the bay area CA! so any furs in the area please contact me! i don't have any friends here!*****