Kate's Bliss
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"Come on Kate. You were supposed to be finished packing by dinner. We need to get out of here or we're going to miss the flight!" yelled a voice from downstairs. It was Kate's father, who normally was patient with Kate in being indecisive with mundane things like what foods to eat or what to wear, but her parents wouldn't be too happy about missing the plane.
Kate was a teen fox short of her fourteenth birthday and nature set in to bring Kate her to womanhood. She stood almost five feet high already with a dull orange fur, but reddish tint mixed in allowed for a fiery glow when the light hit from behind her. She had a small, white tuff of hair a few inches below her neck, which she loved because of its softness. Kate also had an extraordinary fluffy tail for a fox that had a white tip, probably from her mother's squirrelly heritage. Her strait hair came to shoulder length and Kate did what she could to make it shinier and brighter but it didn't seem to take effect most of the time.
Unfortunately, Kate wasn't too happy that she was not allowed to go on this trip to Novia, a beautiful beach resort. Her dad tried to explain it to her, but Kate's stubbornness just quieted the issue when it came up. Kate was just fussing with the clothes on the bed next to the tote bag when she heard a knock on the door.
Paul, her dad, poked his head in, quietly walked into the room, and put a black paw on Kate's shoulder to hopefully get her attention in a good way. He looked similar to Kate, except his fur was brighter and he had black fur in his tail, hands, and feet. "Please Kate. We'll have another vacation later on with the three of us but your mother and I need some time to go out and get away from everything. I thought you liked to hang out with Greg, you two don't like each other or something?"
Kate didn't look at her father directly, shuffling the clothes around and eventually into the bag. "No. I still hang out with him. It's just a little different with his parent's separation and all..." her voice trailed off.
Paul waited for her to end and spoke in a low voice to her and started pulling something out of his pocket "Well, maybe you can cheer each other up a little. Here's some spending money for you to go to the mall or something. I think you earned it from helping out around here, just keep it from your mother. Ok?"
Greg's house wasn't too far away, so the car ride there didn't take long but there still seemed to be some awkwardness in the air. No one said anything during the ride and the mood was more somber than exciting for going to a week long vacation. This setting was becoming more and more common in her family recently and it bothered her.
Kate and Paul brought the stuff into the house and placed them in an open spot near the entrance. Kate went off to find Greg, who was probably watching his favorite program on the couch. The voices from the adults faded from her because they were talking about parent stuff like usual. "Same stuff, every time. I thought they were in a hurry."
Indeed, she found Greg sitting lazily on the couch in his blue shorts and yellow t-shirt that had the phrase "professional stud" on it. Nay, Greg was more active than not, participating in track and soccer throughout the school season. He did it at first because he was harassed by his parents but now he started to take it seriously and aimed to be in the varsity section next fall. Greg was a lithe raccoon, one year Kate's senior, that had a unique feature to his lighter grey fur: it had random platinum grey hairs interwoven in it to give a distinct pattern. It was even sprinkled into his deep black paws and rings on his tail. His face was fair and soft, black fur around his eyes typical of raccoon heritage. His hair was short, spiky, and had the most of the platinum grey fur in it to give it more of an aged look.
Kate stood in the room for a few moments and stepped in front of the television when she got no response from Greg. "Umm...you're blocking my view"
"View from what? I figured a stud would be happy about a cute lady walking in the room."
Greg got up and stretched his arms wide and put on a smirk on his face. He said nothing and slowly walked up to Kate and gave her a good hug. Kate loved hugs that she got from her father and hugged most of her female friends as a greeting. Greg was one of the few male friends Kate had and was actually the only one she did hug. Greg lifted one of his footpaws to rub against Kate's tail, a usual custom for Greg to Kate.
"Alright, let's go watch the TV because I'll never hear the end of it if you miss Ninja Nightcats tonight," as Kate rubbed his spiky hair.
Ron walked into the room after the front door shut, signaling the departure of Kate's parents and the boring speeches of Kate's safety and contact numbers. Ron was a darker raccoon a little taller than Greg but looked older, mainly due to the small belly fat from not running recently. Altogether, his one feature was that he still looked young enough and when he was in shape he got the women to make their glances at him. "Hi Kate, I'll have dinner done in a few minutes so end of show do the luggage and head to the table. Why did you bring so much stuff anyway? Can walk back to the house, ya know?"
"Mom said to. A lot of it is bathroom stuff, games, and a few books."
Dinner was eaten amongst the three, which consisted of spaghetti, fresh bread, and brownies for the dessert. Kate and Greg knew the rules: if you didn't cook it, you clean it. Kate started the water to wash the dishes and Greg cleaned up the rest and came back in time to dry the dishes and put them away. They got the system down well after several visits to each others houses since Kate's parents adopt the same rule.
The rest of the evening composed of the two watching some more TV and surfing the web for funny videos on Furtube. Ron laid out some blankets and pillows for Kate to sleep on the couch before he wandered off to bed for work the next day. Ron was pretty lenient about bedtime during the summer as long as the noise was low.
Kate was ready to hit the bed around 1 and changed into her pajamas in the bathroom after brushing her teeth and grooming her tail and hair to avoid knots. She and Greg gave a hug for the night and he retreated into his room to retire for the evening as well.
Kate got up for the second time during the night to get a cup of water and rubbed her lower back. She remembered that couch to be more comfortable than that, but she wanted to sleep. "In fact," she said out loud, "Why the hell can't I just sleep next to him. Used to do it all the time." It was true. They frequently visited each other for the past six or seven years and always bunked in each other's bed.
She quietly padded to the bathroom, damn water, and then slowly open Greg's door with a pillow and extra blanket in hand. The familiar scent of Greg's musk hit her and gave Kate a more comfortable feeling of being on friendly grounds. The bed looked inviting and there was enough open space on the queen-sized bed to easily get in without waking Greg. Then again, it took nothing short of a siren to wake him. Sleep quickly overtook its tool and Kate traveled into the other realm.
A heavy thump across Kate's chest shot her awake and she struggled to see what was going on. The window blinds were up, allowing the street lights and moon give some illumination to the room and Kate quickly discovered that Greg's arm was sprawled out over her. This was a rather frequent annoyance and she mumbled something to him and pushed his arm back over his body. Greg was still asleep but still shuffled his body closer to her by chance but at least she could still fall asleep again. She wasn't angry at him for it, he can't help it and Kate never stayed angry at Greg anyway because he'd always make her laugh.
Greg looked so peaceful there, sleeping soundly. It was something she has begun seeing less of since recent events. She slowly snuggled closer to his body to get a little more of his scent and pet his messy, spiky hair a little. Kate gave up her smaller blanket and pulled open Greg's to use with him. She started touching her body to his and loved the extra warmth he was giving out. This used to get Kate more relaxed for bed but the opposing effect was taking place this time. The excitement of being near him like this woke her up further and Kate quit the idea of forcing herself to sleep.
Kate shirted her body ever closer and felt a lot more fur than usual. "He can't possibly be..." Kate tediously moved her hand down his side to feel what he was wearing, if anything. She stopped at the thigh and thoughts of denial ran through her. She tested it again and again, each time more for the intention of feeling his body run through her hands instead of verifying her theory. She pulled the blanket up and let the light his body and saw nothing but his fur, making the conclusion to her that he was completely nude.
Kate laid back down and different thoughts rushed through her of what to do. One thought she didn't even care to reward was leaving to go back to that crummy couch. She finally settled down to a good plan of do-what-you-want. Kate started to rub down of her paws across his chest and belly slowly, enjoying the form of his body. Her legs started to shuffle across his but she left the thigh area alone. She went under the covers and laid her head across his chest to get more of the scent and still wasn't sated. Kate had a more devilish idea in mind.
She took off her top, exposing her white-furred B-cup breasts and pushed the covers one last time to get a good look at his whole body. The grey with various silver weavings enticed her to a deeper hunger. She moved her body over his a little and moved her face closer to his before waking him up. After a few attempts, a groggy Greg opened his eyes to a giant face of Kate and nearly threw her off of him.
"Geeze, Kate. You scared the hell out of me. What did you want?"
"I...I want you."
"You want me to do what? Finish what you wanted to say."
"I did finish. I said I wanted you," and then she moved her left paw from the base of his belly to the top of his chest and he gave a small shiver. Greg was quickly waking up now and waited for Kate to make the next move again. She did the same motion again and had a coy smile on her face. He moved his wet nose and gave a quick bump to hers and moved Kate's body to the side a little more to maneuver better. He stroked her hair a few times and let his fingers trickle to the tips of her ears. They stared at each other's eyes for what seemed to be a month and no words were needed to be said.
They mouths embraced each other and they were drowned by each others scents and thoughts. The kissing was intense, each body was shivering in excitement and bodies interlocking. They stopped periodically to look to each other, reposition, and get better angles of each other's body. Greg moved the night along and grabbed at her bottom and caused her to jump with a small squeal. Kate was maneuvered beneath Greg and he started to play with the tuff of her white hair above her breasts. She laid there and began to breathe heavier and he started to circle one of his digits near her nipple. She waited in near agony as he slowly teased her and then began to rub and lick the breasts.
Kate rotated between laying there and more passionate kissing from her new lover. She felt a drop of warm precum fall on her belly and it pointed out her curiosity. She licked a few of her fingers and got Greg back with a quick glance across the head of his exposed member. Greg gasped and stopped at what he was doing and Kate saw some embarrassment and blushing from Greg.
"A little shy, love?" Kate whispered.
"I'm the one that's shy? I recall being the only naked one in the bed at the moment," as he tugged lightly on Kate's pajama bottoms. "Which are getting rather wet, if you didn't notice."
Greg got his revenge as Kate blushed bright red and slowly tried to sink under the cover, away from him. She got back her courage after a few moments and poked as his penis again and said coyly "Maybe you can help me with that problem."
Greg eagerly obeyed the request and slowly undressed her lower body and was quickly rewarded with a powerful scent that struck Greg to a daze. He slipped the pants off and moved to his knees and elaborately moved the cover over his head and off Kate for the purpose of revealing both bodies. Kate saw his body in full glory and a deep lust quickly over took her. Kate pulled herself off and forcefully changed Greg's position to the lay down in the area next to him. The covers were thrown off and Kate moved her face down to Greg's lower body. She rubbed his inner legs with one hand and placed a few digits in her with the other. She gave a soft moan to herself and the sound of this caused Greg's penis to throb harder and leaked more precum to his already soaking fur.
Kate held the base of the shaft and began to lick from the bottom up. Greg started to give soft moans and whimpers and the intensity started to build up. She got up to the head and licked off some of the precum. She looked at Greg and gave a big smile and licked her lips, giving the obvious sign that he was delicious, and then continued to work on him. She pulled her other hand out of herself and focused solely on him. His girth wasn't too big but the length was well off enough, and he was still a growing boy.
Greg moved what blankets and pillows he could so he could lay his head down and look at Kate in pleasure. He realized later there was little point as his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he gave into the body's pulses. His moans disappeared more and more and turned into whimpers, which seemed to be a higher form of ecstasy to him. Kate continued to suck up and down and then worked his testicles in a slow circle. Kate was able to keep up with Greg's hip thrushes and then moved her hand from his balls to spread out forcefully across his chest. He thrust again and began to move erratically and Kate was greeted with her first pulse of cum in her mouth. The first shot too Kate by surprise and she quickly pulled away as the second pulse his her face and the rest spilled down to Greg's stomach.
Greg was basking in the afterglow, panting heavily. Kate swallowed what was in her mouth and worked on what was on Greg's body. Greg moved his arm around after his recovery to find a couple of tissues to clean off Kate's face. She moved down next to him and Greg saw her fingering herself during the cleaning. He was going down to her lap when he grabbed at him and moved his fingers to her inners and the other hand to her breasts. Greg wanted to explore the outside a little but Kate insisted to not be teased right now. Kate guided his path as he explored her vagina and Kate shivered and softly moaned at the pleasure. Kate was more than warmed up before waking Greg so her climax was closing in rather quickly. She bucked her waist a few times and she forced Greg to find her G-spot. He found it after a few moments and she gave into her body and convulsed through her orgasm.
Kate rested her head on Greg's chest, fully satisfied and very happy. She gave a few pecks on his nose and he stroked through her hair and played with her furry tail a little.
"I'm going to take a quick shower. You can go to sleep, you're gonna need your rest tomorrow. Put some pants on because I don't need anymore teasing tonight."
Greg saluted and said "Yes ma'am!" and watch Kate put on her clothes to pad over to the bathroom. Greg found some sweatpants and passed out into a dream that could never match the one he just left.