{"sf1_id":316321,"sf2_id":"B1Q92PE1","title":"Adventures In Lust","author":"Hound_Fox","words":1597,"posted_at":"2011-12-13T03:02:00.000Z","tags":["Bat","Cum","Dog","Erotic","Fantasy","Fox","Horse","Oral","Orgy","Puma","Sex","hound","hound fox"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/316321-adventures-in-lust","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/B1Q92PE1","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=316321\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"#2 of Adventures In Lust\n\nNow for something entirely different! Honestly, this is my very first erotic/fantasy piece I have ever written. So yeah... it could suck, but maybe it's alright. Who knows? You do! Tell me what ya think.","content":"Lust makes mongrels of us all, would you not agree?\u0026nbsp; I suppose that isn't the best way to begin this story, but how else should I engage the narrative?\u0026nbsp; Beginnings are so common, and often times askew from the reality of what truly occurred, because they are at the mercy of one's own memory.\u0026nbsp; How reliable can a beginning be when we've already been immersed in the events which followed?\u0026nbsp; I think I prefer to start with the ending, or rather the present.\u0026nbsp; There is no time like it, right?\u0026nbsp; You bet there isn't.\n\nCurrently I'm rocking back and forth, lost in the ecstasy provided by a rather large prosthesis; the owner of said toy I hardly recognize from over my sweaty shoulder.\u0026nbsp; All I can make is a debaucherous grin, shifting in and out of my line of sight.\u0026nbsp; The maw seems to be speaking (it is at least moving), but I can't make out a sound through the boom of the towering speaker I'm bent against.\u0026nbsp; Lights blaze in various circles and half-moons all around, while others flash incessantly along sections of the room.\u0026nbsp; Now highlighted in the strobe's glow - however briefly - I make out the Mountain Lion pinning my tail to my lower back, his claws sharply digging into my flesh.\u0026nbsp; Ever eager to take our public adventure ever further, the rather thick toy is yanked from my person; quickly replaced by a dripping Cougar cock, just shy of his toy's thickness.\n\n\"Ho man, check that,\" a few voices echo from my front.\u0026nbsp; I try to tell them to buzz off, but talking is a lot more difficult than you might imagine with a fervent member spreading you, diving deeper with each thrust.\u0026nbsp; A shy moan escapes me, cleverly muffled by the pulsing speaker supporting my stance.\u0026nbsp; My eyes widening as my hole does, I note the growing number of silhouettes to my front.\u0026nbsp; Some are kneeling down and looking up at me, while others point in astonishment, occasionally reaching over to give encouraging pats to my apparent partner (whom I still don't know).\u0026nbsp; _Are all of you just gonna stare,_ I wonder aloud.\u0026nbsp; Wait, why aloud?\u0026nbsp; What would make me say such a thing?\n\nGiving me no time to retract my bark, a Shepard suddenly thrusts himself into my muzzle, pressing firmly against my tongue.\u0026nbsp; _Who the hell are you_, I want to ask.\u0026nbsp; A few more persistent thrusts and my care fades away, as I'm too busy enjoying the canine's precum coating the walls of my throat.\u0026nbsp; My Cougar playmate thrusts harder and quicker than ever, apparently enjoying the sight of the Shepard balls deep in my muzzle.\u0026nbsp; One final thrust and the Puma unloads inside me, thrusting hard enough to nearly tip the speaker I lay against.\u0026nbsp; Unsatisfied with the brief attention given, I pull the Shepard from me and nod to him.\u0026nbsp; Thankfully catching my drift, he starts to work around to the other side of the speaker, flicking my ear with his hardened member.\u0026nbsp; Some congratulations are exchanged between the canine and feline, alongside some playful spanks to my rump.\n\nEver impatient, I plunge myself back onto the new playmate until I'm good and knotted, gasping lightly as it plunges in (though he isn't as endowed as my first friend).\u0026nbsp; Taken by surprise the Shepard steps back with my movement, suddenly hooking his arms under mine and holding me up against him.\u0026nbsp; Left dangling on his stiff cock long enough to see a crowd of new hopefuls surround us, my canine brings me gently down to my fours and starts up a frenetic pace: viciously knotting and unknotting me.\u0026nbsp; My light gasps now effectively turned into writhing cries of bliss; all of the hopefuls gather around and paw at the spectacle of me.\u0026nbsp; I must look rather pathetic, because it only took half a whimper to accost a new cock to throb within my muzzle.\u0026nbsp; Keeping himself close to me, I can not make out who this one belongs to - though I suspect a Horse, as he is rather thick.\u0026nbsp; My mouth riding down the equine's length as the Dog rides my backside, I take another moment to myself.\u0026nbsp; _Where did these guys come from?\u0026nbsp; Couldn't they have minded their own business?\u0026nbsp; Then again, do I really care for them to?_\n\nSuddenly my hole is left wanting, as the Shepard pulls out to coat my back fur with his seed.\u0026nbsp; About to motion another wanting soul over I feel a marked increase in my lower section's warmth.\u0026nbsp; Managing to pull the Horse from me briefly, I look back to see the webbed wings of a Flying Fox wrapping my hips.\u0026nbsp; The Horse, now demanding as I am, turns my head to the front and shoves himself back into my sore, coated throat.\u0026nbsp; The Bat is certainly not as hung as either previous conqueror, but his claws more than make up for that.\u0026nbsp; As he rides me in a steady beat to the blaring music, his claws dig at my fur, possibly drawing blood in some instances: some scratches certainly burn enough.\u0026nbsp; As a particularly deep dig breaches my flesh, my throat opens for a scream only to take the Horse deeper in.\u0026nbsp; Now possibly half down my warm throat, the Stallion fills my throat with more cum than I can swallow (much of it flowing clean out the sides of my muzzle).\u0026nbsp; The smell is so intoxicating I no longer notice the bleeding scrapes from the over zealous Bat.\u0026nbsp; In fact, my vision blurs and fades; all I can make out is the faint sensations of being ridden and handed off to the next rider.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\nSufficiently sore, and soaking wet, I reopen my eyes, curling up to cough rather violently.\u0026nbsp; My wits slowly returning, I blink a bit to flush some tears from my eyes.\u0026nbsp; _Did all that happen?_\u0026nbsp; Strangely I can't seem to rid my eyes of liquid.\u0026nbsp; Now thinking on a bit of a higher level I finally register the water coming from the wall onto my fur.\u0026nbsp; _I'm in a shower?\u0026nbsp; Whose place am I at?_\u0026nbsp; Sitting back against the wall I realize I am somehow back in my own shower: the real mystery is how.\n\nStanding is certainly something foreign to me right now, as I can hardly keep my legs and tail from shaking.\u0026nbsp; _So sore.\u0026nbsp; So fucking sore._\u0026nbsp; Trundling out from the shower, I wrap myself in a towel and head out the door, only to trip over something.\u0026nbsp; Thankfully I am conscious enough to stop from planting my face to the hardwood floor.\u0026nbsp; Jumping up from the adrenaline, ready to kick the hell out of whatever I tripped on, I stop in awe.\u0026nbsp; _Who's this?_\u0026nbsp; A Hare is lying across my floor - what's more, he's totally nude.\u0026nbsp; Turning cautiously around I realize my floors, and furniture, are covered in bodies.\u0026nbsp; There's the Horse I remember... or maybe it was that one over on the loveseat.\u0026nbsp; That Shepard's here too, and he's lying across that damned Bat!\u0026nbsp; Okay, so that accounts for everyone I remember (save for the Cougar).\u0026nbsp; So, who the hell are the rest of these people, and why are most of them stripped?\n\n\"Oh good, you're up.\"\u0026nbsp; I look up to see the Cougar with a fresh cup of coffee.\u0026nbsp; \"I have to say, that was a really impressive night,\" he says, walking out of sight back into the kitchen.\u0026nbsp; \"I'm sure you want some caffeine, huh?\"\n\n\"Um... yeah,\" I say, carefully stepping over body after body, my rump hurting with the most minor of stretch.\u0026nbsp; Finally safe inside the kitchen, I sit down with the chipper Mountain Lion, taking a few sips of my fresh coffee.\u0026nbsp; \"Curious, but how and why are they all here?\"\n\n\"Well, it turns out the club has a limit to the amount of public nudity it will allow.\u0026nbsp; I think the turning point for them was their DJ neglecting his duties to pound you.\"\u0026nbsp; The Cougar takes a loud sip of his coffee and clanks down his mug, clearing his throat.\u0026nbsp; \"So, you demanded that they follow you home.\"\n\n\"I don't remember more than four of you though.\u0026nbsp; How did I ever get back here, much less with all this company?\"\n\n\"Well, we managed to get your wallet, confirmed the address with you, and carpooled it here.\u0026nbsp; You were still going strong on at least two cocks the whole drive.\"\u0026nbsp; He takes a moment to laugh to himself, scratching behind his ear.\u0026nbsp; \"I believe your words were, 'If we don't get to that address before I cum none of you are getting in!'\u0026nbsp; It was really something else.\"\n\n\"Huh... I don't normally do such things,\" I murmur, peering out the doorway into the living room, now slowly coming to life as my guests roll awake.\u0026nbsp; \"Not that I didn't have fun, but... damn.\"\u0026nbsp; Sharply looking up to the Cougar, \"Did I have sex with all of them?\"\n\n\"No, not really.\"\n\n\"Not really?\"\n\n\"Well, most - if not all - at least came on you, but they paired up with each other too.\u0026nbsp; You're only one Fox, so it wasn't like you could get to everyone at the same time.\"\n\n\"Holy shit,\" I whisper to myself, trying desperately to recall anything that came after the Horse and the Bat.\n\n\"Don't worry about it.\u0026nbsp; You were a little tipsy.\"\n\n\"A little?\u0026nbsp; I must have drank the bar out of business!\"\n\nThe Mountain Lion thinks to himself and starts giggling.\u0026nbsp; \"Well, you certainly drank enough patrons.\"\n\nSneering at the cocksure Cougar, \"Cute.\"\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Adventures In Lust","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/450794-adventures-in-lust-2.json"}}