Dancers
Alex was very happy, feeling cozy and content in her small, but attractive house. The house was currently dressed in Christmas cheer from the floor to the roof, though not in an unpleasant way. She kept her festivities pleasant to the eye, her tree decorated in white lights and small glass ornaments, her lights somewhat tame outside, and wreaths not overly large. At the moment, she was curled up in the corner of the couch, her legs folded under her and her paws holding a book close to her muzzle as she read by the candle light the filled her livingroom. It was pleasant and warm, and she was getting excited. Christmas was in the morning, and she had the perfect girl for Tilly when she got off work.
She and Tilly had been together for years now, and the pair made a good couple. They were extremely different, Alex being a tiny, dainty red vixen that loved the world and danced on stage for thousands of people at a time, and Tilly being rather large panther that did an entirely different kind of dancing and generally for men. Despite their differences, they were in love, and it worked out very well between them.
The flames, which had been fairly steady the entire time she had been reading, suddenly flickered wildly, casting shadows across her page, and causing her to look up from her book, a smile on her face in greeting. In the door stood her lovely, voluptuous girlfriend, shaking the snow out of her midnight fur as she came into the house. There was a grin on her face, and her dark eyes would have been dancing even without the candle light, causing a small blush to burn under the vixens deep red fur. "Hey."
Alex waved almost shyly before putting down her book and standing to stretch, a groan bubbling from her lips. "Hey. How was work?"
"Oh, the usual. Men get rowdy at Christmas, but they also tip more and drink more. I enjoy it anyway. I stopped into a shop and got something for you by the way." Tilly had the usual mischievous look in her eye that had initially drawn Alex to her, but she was looking especially naughty tonight. She moved her left paw from behind her back, bringing out a decorative bag that she dangled by its straps. "Open it now. No reason to wait for tomorrow, there's everything else to open tomorrow."
While the packaging was innocent enough, that look on her face was devilish, and Alex could tell that something was up as she took the bag. It was filled with decorative paper to keep her from seeing what was inside immediately, and when she looked up, she saw Tilly grinning big at her, looking almost giddy. Alex shook her head in amusement and pulled the paper from the bag, digging it out until she finally found the bottom....and the reason why the bag was somewhat weighty.
In the bottom of the bag was a festive addition to her little Christmas scene. It was a rather large and thickly knotted dildo with a thick base to be used as a strapon. Probably to be mocking, it was striped like a candy cane, but to her, it was absolutely fantastic. "Oh gosh! I think I just fell in love with you a little more."
"Good, then you'll also like this!" She replied happily before pushing down her pants in a quick motion, showing her lack of panties, and the matching candy cane colored strap for the dildo. It was actually really cute, the white and red fabric against her deep black fur making the flowers of darker black stand out in her fur. She quickly wiggled free of her jacket and thick shirt, dropping them on the ground to be picked up later. Before Alex had a chance to do much more then laugh, Tilly was in front of her and kissing her deeply, taking the dildo from her as she did.
This was part of the many reasons Alex loved her mate deeply, Tilly being so spontaneous and taking chances, doing things and pushing her to do things she never would have. Given, being fucked by her girlfriend was something she would happily do, but there were other things. She returned the kiss deeply, letting that raspy tongue between her lips when it demanded entrance and teasing it with her own. They tongue wrestled for a long minute as Tilly attached to be worn as a strapon. When she finished with that, Alex felt her paws move to her own pants, working on the button and zipper to free her of them.
Gently, the vixen brushed her mates paws away and broke the kiss to make quick work of her own clothes, seeing as how Tilly got a bit rough and agitated with zippers when she really got frisky. Soon, she was as naked as her mate, and her paws went to her mate's breasts, teasing her nipples, which were always perked due to the ball piercings through them. She loved playing with the nipple piercings when they were playing, amused by the groans of need that came when she tugged. Though she would have moved down to take those perk nipples into her mouth to suckle, and she wanted to use her teeth and tongue on those piercings, Tilly had a different plan in mind.
After only a moment of teasing her nipples, velvety black paws urged her to turn around, and when she complied, she was quickly shoved down over the arm of the couch. A soft grunt of surprise came from her lips, but she happily spread her legs immediately, practically able to feel the thrum of need and excitement coming from her mate as she positioned the strapon at her entrance. In one swift, experienced movement, the toy was in all the way to the knot, bringing a cry of pleasure from the vixens lips.
While Alex was by no means anything but a lesbian, she loved being filled to no end, especially by Tilly, who had made her realize and accept her love for the female body over the male body. Having sex with a man had never felt quite right, but when her heat came, she had to have something. Oh gods, what a difference it was to having both her and Tilly coming into heat at the same time though. They didn't get out of bed the entire week if they could avoid it.
As the toy began to slide in and out of her, all thoughts unrelated to the current pleasure filled situation were washed out of her head. The vixen moaned deeply in pleasure as her mate hammered into her, her blunt claws digging into the red fur of on her hips for leverage. Her passage welcomed the invading plastic, invited it deep and took it like a pro, taking immense pleasure with each fast, sharp stroke. Each thrust brought a hot whimper or moan from her and pushed her closer and closer to climax, and soon she was tightening furiously, her fluids running all over the dildo and down their thighs.
The panther rutted her fast and hard, and she loved every thrust as she quickly fell over the edge into bliss, twitching and spasming slightly, her slit milking the plastic in ecstasy. She came roughly around the toy, and slowly fell from the peak, ending up in a panting, whimpering mess over the arm of the couch. Her fur was mussed and her eyes were glazed, but she was in heaven.
Slowly, after a long moment of catching her breath, she slid from her spot over the couch and thumped contently to the floor, pulling herself into an upright position. Tilly chuffed softly in approval, and Alex gave her tail a slight wag as her mate took her position on the arm of the couch, sitting lightly with her legs spread and her long tail twitching slightly with excitement. When she was ready, the vixen scooted close and lapped lightly at the dildo, being sure to get every last drop of her juices off of it before unsnapping the clips and removing the entire toy to give her better access.
With that out of the way, the woman went happily to town, lapping at the exposed slit with her tongue and collecting the thick fluids on her tongue. When her entrance was clean, she pushed her tongue between the folds, pulling then lovingly apart with her fingers. She delved deep, her tongue darting, lapping, caressing. Her adoring attention received moans of pleasure and scratches in those special spots behind her ears, so she worked harder to push her mate closer to the edge without rushing her.
She made love to Tilly with her tongue slowly and steadily until the panther was trembling and pressing against her head in that urgent way. Knowing, without the pushing, that her mate was close to the brink, she pressed her muzzle hard against her slit and lapped furiously, her tongue moving in quick, sure strokes, brushing against her g-spot with each lap. It only took a moment of the intense attention for the panther to let out a cry of pleasure and come, giving her more of her delicious juices, which she drank greedily. She was proud, and she gave little vulpine purrs that were nearly like the feline sounds as she drank, enjoying having made her mate come. It was a wonderful feeling, knowing that she could give her mate what no one else could, and she loved having the chance to give it.
When Tilly eventually settled again, she pulled Alex up by her chin and they fell back onto the couch together, a tangle of limbs as they caught their breath. They nuzzled and nipped and kissed, each touch soft and loving, but soon growing urgent as they made love again, peeking and soaring together into ecstasy. Together, they celebrated Christmas eve, making love and murmuring sweet nothings until they fell asleep snuggled into each others arms on the couch, the candles burning low and eventually flickering out around them as they slept peacefully together.