Steamy Days of Erick Archer Part 1 Act 1
Steamy days of Erick Archer Part 1 Act I Ms. Callister All Names and Likeliness were made up so don't you dare say "Oh he used a lame doggy version name of Chuck Norris." Also the furry animals in this story age as humans for they are all humanoid. No confusions. Story by: DeviousFolfy
There is a darkness and you can hear a deep, looming voice as if it were right in front of you.
Would you like to hear a story? A story about romance, and all that good stuff? You do...? I mean yes of course you do, well with haste I shall begin:
The story begins one cold, unwelcoming morning like any days that seem this way our story's hero suspects it is going to be one of those days. Well, unbeknown to him it is going to be a day with the most mischievousness, suspenseful, heart-pounding thrills in his lifetime. This tale is about a young 17 year old Folf named Erick Archer. He is in his bedroom asleep, and about to receive a wake-up call.
In the bed is Erick snoring, fast asleep, until an Unknown demanding female voice accompanied by knocking is heard.
"Erick," The voice yells, "Erick wake up this instant! Don't make me get your father!"
A groan is heard, as the bed sheets start to stir when Erick begins to open his eyes. His vision a blurry mess, he begins to rub them as he rolls onto his back. Slowly yawning Erick lazily stretches bringing himself to a sitting position, he turns his head to the loud knocking on the door. He replies to the woman.
"Okay, mother! Just give me a sec!" He says annoyed, and agitated for being woken up from his dream. He speaks to himself, "Right in the middle of having some fun with...Oh Never mind..." Erick Shakes his head still a bit disgruntled.
After a few minutes of sitting in his bed he decides to finally get off, Erick still feeling annoyed because of his mother. He begins to walk to his dresser, when he does you can see his full appearance isn't very pleasant not intimidating, but not liked among his school, for he has jet-black fur, not a really muscular physique, and different eye colors having a bluish-green in the left, and a whitish-gold in the right, his tale bushy, medium sized black same as his fur with strange red marks going along the left, and right side. His most unique feature: His height, towering above most at 7"1. Being called a freak, weirdo, or werefolf he hates his height. Although he is rarely intimidated himself, he never gets into fights, No tussles, not even play fights. Besides his physical features he is wearing two "for folfs" socks ever important underwear, and his favorite Harlem Huskies Jersey. When he reaches his dresser, he opens the second drawer containing all of his shirts. Ruffling through them he finds one that he hasn't worn yet, a shirt with a picture of Dane Norris. Nodding he folds it neatly, and places it on the top of the dresser. He begins to take off his jersey doing the ever-so genius head first, arms second, body third technique. His chest, and stomach now showing is a series of tribal like markings that make up his fur pattern, the two main markings travel up his arms, on his shoulders, and down his back, and torso reappearing after being cut off from vision by his underwear, continuing down his inner, and outer thighs, to his calves, and finally his feet. He begins to pick up the shirt he picked, and pulls it over his ears, muzzle, and onto his body. Erick then begins to open, and search through the third drawer containing all of his shorts, and pants. While ruffling through the compartment he finds a pair of grayish-blue jeans, Erick smiles happily, and hastily puts them on. His tail fitting through the hole that is made for it, and he begins to walk to the door taking one look back feeling as if he is forgetting something. He raises a brow, and looks to the nightstand next to his bed seeing his necklace consisting of an X with a circle around it given to him by his now deceased brother. Erick slowly steps over to it lowering his head with a small whimper, he reaches the nightstand, and grasps it in his left hand. Staring at it he trails around the edges, and on the X with his right index finger. Erick brings the clasping ends around his neck, and connects them to each other letting the necklace hang from it. With a sigh he walks back to the door, grabbing the doorknob, and turning it clockwise pulling back as he does this. Walking out only to be greeted with a FAP! On the cranium, he grunts looking down at his mother with a newspaper in her right hand. Erick does the whole son shoulder drop, with a little roll of the eyes. His mother small compared to Erick, has dark red fur, and a whitish-grey underbelly. Already known to happen, his mother begins to scold him.
"Erick J. Archer!" his mother hollers, "How dare you keep me waiting, YOU KNOW you have to go to school, how come I have to be you personal alarm clock?!"
Erick shrugs, knowing he did wrong by being lazy. He replies with a sincerity lingering in his voice.
"I'm sorry mother, but all this classmate verbal abuse can really get to a canine. I mean just yesterday this smart-ass dude came up to me, and told me I was a freak because of...Well being a Folf. He said he didn't know whether to eat me, or sniff my hind end. Once again mom I'm sorry can we just get today over with."
He looks back down to his now saddened mother, who understands why he is so mournful.
"I know Erick, but it will get better. I promise, you know your father wasn't particularly "liked" in school. He used to get harassed for being so tall, tall like you. You know what he did?"
Erick shakes his head
"He had someone who could be hid friend, someone who could be his savior, someone who could be there when he was hurt. You know who that friend was?"
Once again a shake of the head
"Me...That's what you need, a friend like that...Ya know get a nice lady friend. Just remember your father had to take me to meet your grandfather, so you have to have her meet us. Were not to crazy lookin are we?"
Erick and his mother begin to chuckle. Erick nods after there done with the whole chuckle fest. He takes it upon himself to hug his mother who was around nine inches smaller than him, and his mother took him in her arms too which was pretty difficult for being only 5"8 compared to a 7"1. After Erick lets go he begins to walk down the staircase, his mother calls after him,
"Ya know your grandfather, is your father's best friend too. Maybe you should talk to dad when he gets home tonight."
Erick's father is a folf like him, but shorter, he has the same tribal like coat patter, jet black fur, and the same way Erick's eye colors are, but his father has Red in the left, and Black in the right. Erick gives a simple nod, heeding her words carefully. Erick continues out the door with a grinning smile on his face. Just in time for the School Bus, when he reaches the end of his driveway. The bus driver: Greg Harold who is a Basset Hound, and he is nice, IF your nice back. He welcomes Erick,
"High Erick how is your morning?" Mr. Harold Asks.
Erick replies
"Oh, Ehrm its going ok, just had a mother-son talk."
Erick rubs the back of his head squeamishly.
"Heh, Bummer. Well I hope things get better for ya today."
Erick nods, and walks past all of the cubs, hatchlings, and otherwise babies of a lot of different species of animals. Finding his seat which is occupied by his ONE friend Kyle Jenkins a humanoid snake-lizard. Wearing a football jersey that says "Boston Boa's" and the Number 28 along with the name Jenkins just below it. Kyle looks up, and holds his fist out, which means Pound it or Bound it. Of course Erick pounds his friends fist, and sits down as Kyle begins to speak.
"Hey you here about what happened yesterday next to Miss Callister's science class?"
Erick shakes his head, and begins to think of Miss Callister, a very, very sexy looking wolf which he thinks is the closest besides a fox to him, grey sleek fur, perfect sized breasts, and best of all she is only 23 years old. While thinking to himself he shakes his head back to reality, and replies
"Dude you're the only friend I got, I have no connection! How the hell would I know."
Kyle sighs with a face palm, and begins to tell him the story
"Well it turns out that perverted old janitor, tried to pull up her skirt, and Miss Callister whooped his ass whole sale. Like not just kicked it, but WHOOPED!"
Erick opens his eyes wide, blown away by this apparently non-secret info
"Yeah I know, that's what I thought of it when my so called "#1 Connection" told me."
Erick goes back to thinking about Miss Callister
Around thirty-five minutes pass until all of the students, and heading to the Jointed High/Elementary School. As the bus approaches you can see the School's engraved entrance archway, it reads:
Monterey Area School District 1945
Having walls, surrounding the school grounds, and having its own tennis court, basketball court indoors, and out, a football field, soccer field, and a baseball diamond. Besides the walls, to Erick it seems like a somewhat quiet getaway. When the bus stops you can almost feel the gears squealing, coming to a full stop Mr. Harold opens the bus' doors, letting the stampede of eager teen's, delinquents, children, and any other people that got pushed back into their seats by the jocks. After being quiet for the ride, Kyle begins to yap away.
"Another day, another...Oh what am I kidding besides swirlies, and the occasional rejection this place is boring."
Both of them chuckle a bit as they both get up. Coming to the door Erick has to duck before stepping off of the bus. When they begin to walk, all they can here is chatter among the students. Reaching the double doors, Kyle opens the door on the right side, and holds it with his right hand letting Erick walk in. Erick chuckles a bit then speaks.
"If only you did that for your date, you'd actually have a girlfriend by now!" Erick continues chuckling when Kyle replies in an annoyed tone.
"Hardyharhar, well at least I can get dates Sasquatch."
Erick shrugs it off, going silent knowing he deserved it, although he still shows a small grin. Walking through the halls to their first class, which happens to be Science: Biology Course 1. All that means to Erick Miss Callister, he knows he doesn't fantasize about her, but he has done the occasional masturbation thinking about her nude. Besides that there isn't any girl that really sparks the interest inside of him. When they arrive at the door to the classroom the bell rings. Exchanging glances with each other they chuckle softly, and quickly take there seats before Ms. Callister comes back from her in-between classes hall monitor duty. Every student is arched either backwards, or over there desks, besides Erick who actually can't do so without feeling the desk hit press against his rib cage. Wearing casual things like a tight looking pair of jeans, and a very sexy cleavage showing button-up blouse. Miss Callister hastily begins her lesson.
"Ok Students, your tests you took Last week have been graded, just remember this grade will count highly towards next year's curricular choices. So pray that you all received a grade higher than at least a 70% because anything below is failure, and that wouldn't bode to well for any that actually did earn les then 70%..."
When she mentions test everyone is straightened in a jolt, Erick is especially worried, for he doesn't fair to well in science. His favorite subjects are English, and Math. While Miss Callister hands them out to each student individually, Erick can't help, but think of all the possibilities. Thoughts racing through his mind, he begins to twirl his pencil around, and around.
"Will I get a horrible grade like on all my other tests, will I have to take summer school? I already pissed my mom off this morning. What if it some how effects my chances of getting a good college. Oh man, Oh man."
Before he finishes his trail of thoughts, he finds that he lost his grip on his pencil, and he loses it to gravity. He gulps when he realizes Miss Callister is right next to him when he drops it. Miss Callister looks down at the pencil, and softly, quietly, gently, says, bending down to his ear, as it prickles to her muzzle
"Don't worry I'll get it for you..."
Erick blushes softly not able to be seen" he thinks as Miss Callister almost seeming to purposely do it, spins around 180 degrees facing the grounded pencil. She bends over her buttocks looks tightly scrunched inside of her pants, Erick unable to look away gazes out of the corner of his eye he can see her tail sticking up, as if on purpose. All he can feel is a very hot sensation, Miss Callister turns her head to the right slightly catching his eyes without him knowing, she gives a somewhat pleasure filled grin. After taking sometime what seemed like a few minutes she lets the pencil drop onto the desk belonging to Erick, snapping him into reality. She hands him his test as well, he sighs gripping the edge of the paper when she walks down the row to hand out the last of the graded tests. His test score is 69.76%...Anger, hate, anguish, defeat all of these words describe the feelings of Erick Archer. After 43 minutes long minutes pass the bell rings, Erick still has his paper clenched in his fist. He feels like howling, growling, he wants to tear the paper up, and just call it quits. Kyle taps him on the shoulder, getting a peak at his score. He begins to comfort Erick. "Erick its just one lousy test score, I mean you kill at Math, I sure as hell can't spell every word in the dictionary WITHOUT using the dictionary..."
Erick shakes his head, replying with the lingering sound of defeat in his voice.
"Don't worry...I'm fine."
Kyle sighs shrugging,
"I'll see ya at lunch then."
With that Kyle is out the door. Erick, and Miss Callister are the only ones in the room. Erick gets up to leave when he is at the door, he is surprised when he feels a soft, firm, very warm hand on his chest, yet all it did was freeze him, and make him gulp down a large amount of saliva. He turns his head to see Miss Callister, he tries to speak, but Miss Callister puts his index finger over his lips. He is startled by this gesture, as Miss Callister shuts the door, and locks it. Miss Callister looks up at the towering Folf. Beginning to speak.
"I know how you look at me...I've been watching you for the entire school year. I know that you think of me sometimes, and I want you to be honest: Do you think of me when you...Ya know."
Erick gulps with frustration knowing he has done that a lot in the past hour. The finger is taken away from his lips, as he begins to question her.
"Miss Callister, why would you want to know that? Don't you have a class next period? Are you trying to seduce me?"
Asking in quick succession Miss Callister chuckles, and answers him without regard.
"For your first question: I want to know if you truly think I am that good to look at. Your second question: No I don't, and your Third Question: Only if you want me to."
This time Erick has more thoughts racing through his mind then anything. He takes one relaxing inhale/exhale. He nods then answers her questions.
"Truth be told Miss Callister...I do sometimes think of you when I am masturbating...So, if you are seducing me does that mean we are gonna...Uhrm, do it?"
Miss Callister chuckles once more nodding to his honesty. She then answers his question, sending the next few words to tease him,
"Wouldn't you like to know..."
As she says this she walks backwards feeling for her desk, finding it she leans against it patting the spot next to her indicating that she wants him to come sit. Without hesitation Erick agrees to her request, slowly sitting down next to her. Miss Callister brings her right hand to his left inner thigh slowly rubbing it. Erick can't help, but wag his big bushy tail, as Miss Callister's own bushy tail brushes up against his nose. Miss Callister begins to guide her hand onto Erick's crotch, feeling his member slowly coming out. She smiles as Erick closes his eyes, feeling a pleasure filled sensation. Miss Callister stands in front of him slowly kneeling down to his crotch. Very seductively, and ever so sexily says:
"I wonder if your friend wants to come out, and play..."
Squeamishly, with his eyes still closed he nods, and replies.
"Yes Ma'am he does..."
Miss Callister nods bringing her index finger, and thumb to the zipper before she pulls it down she slowly laps her tongue across the his pants where his slowly growing canine member is. She gently unzips his pants, and pulls Erick's pants, and drawers down. She is surprised to see how big his member is, slowly and gently she begins to lick his canine cock. Licking each side, as it begins to grow in length. Miss Callister begins to open her mouth wide enough to softly grind her canines sideways down Erick's penis. Erick moans at the pleasure he is feeling. Knowing his member is reached its maximum size, he asks.
"Miss Callister your rea...Really good, he looks down. B...But since you...Can see all of me...Can I see all of you?"
Miss Callister looks up, with a wide warm smile, and replies.
"Yes, of course..."
Miss Callister slowly stands, gripping his big cock which her own hand can barely contain. Letting go of it, she begins to unbutton her blouse, one by one, ever so slowly just teasing him with it. Miss Callister reaches the last two buttons, having some "trouble" with them. She looks up at the tall Folf, and asks innocently.
"Could you help me with this, these two are a bit of a burden?"
She grins, as he places his hands on her breasts, guiding them downward, to her hips feeling her slender body, he reaches the last button clasp. He begins to grin himself, as he brings his hands to the flaps of the blouse above the two button clasps, and clenches them. He begins to pull, and with little effort the buttons break off. Gasping Miss Callister brings her left hand over her lips. She raises a brow moving her hands to the flaps, grabbing them gently, and pulling them in the opposite direction they face each other. Erick thinks to himself "This is it the time I get to see those perfect breasts of hers..." As her chest is revealed he can see them. Plump, gorgeous, perfect, he thinks to himself. Erick begins to fondle them, taking turns with nibbling on the nipples of them both. Miss Callister breathing becomes heavier, heavy enough to were Erick can here it. He takes it as a sign to quicken the pleasuring, for it is his turn. He begins to tower over her, his dick up to her chest, as Miss Callister knows that he wants to feel them with a good tit fuck. She more or less brings them together while Erick's dick is laying in between them. He feels the warmth, like a coat around his member. Miss Callister commands him in a gentle voice.
"Well what are you waiting for?"
He begins to move his hips back and fourth, thrusting his member while it is encased under her soft, fur covered breasts that tickle his dick. Thrusting a little bit faster with each pull back, he pushes harder. Miss Callister moans as soft as she can, but Erick knows she likes having her tit's fucked now the way she tries so hard not to squirm with pleasure, her moaning. Miss Callister begins to beg.
"Faster, Faster, C'mon Erick, Faster."
Erick nods, feeling his knot becoming encased within the cave like pushed together tits. He can feel his climax coming. He begins to flutter with speech.
"M..Miss Callister..I...I am gonna cum."
Miss Callister hastily responds.
"Not yet Erick you still need to feel the rest of me."
Erick looks down as she lifts herself upon the desk, stopping the tit fuck. Erick kneels, and grips the waistline of the her pants. He smirks giving 6 good pulls to get them off with her panties as well. With that he can see all of her everything, as he prods his member onto her sex she moans.
"Hey c'mon don't tease me...Give it to me!"
Unable to disagree Erick thrusts his shaft into her expanding walls, he feels amazing, like it's the best thing that has ever happened to him. Erick just hopes this isn't a dream, or he is gonna be really pissed. With each thrust he pulls, and pushes his hips faster, and harder. He feels his climax coming, and Miss Callister feels hers as well.
"Miss Callister, I really can't hold it in any longer!!"
Miss Callister is panting, and moaning full of pleasure.
"Neither can I. I want you to go all the way in Erick, stick you giant knot in me I want to feel you in my womb!"
Erick complying to the request with all his might pushes his knot into her vagina, feeling her walls tighten around him. Miss Callister is the first to release her juices, as they drown his member which is still surrounded by her tightening walls, he tries to thrust deeper, and deeper. Finally, he feels the head of his canine dick penetrate her womb. He pulls out, and pulls Miss Callister towards him, making sure his cock is in front of her breasts, He releases his seed, as it sprays landing in her open mouth, on her breasts, and some landing on her stomach traveling down to her clitoris. She gulps down the cum that landed in her mouth, and begins to stand finding her clothes with hasted. They haven't even noticed an hour had passes, and her next class begins in 6 minutes. Erick gathers his clothes as well, and thinks to himself.
"Well mom I didn't get another friend, but I got laid. That must count for something."
Miss Callister is fully dressed along with Erick, but she says one more thing.
"Cherry Street, House 16...Tonight at 7:00...If you think I'm done with you..."
The bell rings cutting her off. He nods his head, and walks out the door only to bump into Kyle who is spastic.
"DUDE where were you, you missed Math, AND Science...Mr. Richards, and Mrs. Lily were pissed out of their minds."
Erick looks back at Miss Callister, and then back to Kyle replying.
"I got to replace my test with an extra curricular assignment. Miss Callister said I have to be at her house to complete Part 2 of the assignment."
Kyle shrugs, as they walk down the hall, and continue chatting.
The End Oh wait didn't Miss Callister say Her house 7:00 P.M.?