Part 3
#2 of Different Beats
The two furs had fallen to the floor, still passionately kissing as their muzzles came together and tongues played around in each other's mouths. The world around seemed much smaller than ever before to Corco as he lay there on his back with Shelly's weight pressing down on top of him, but the size of the planet didn't seem to matter anymore as long as only the two of them were on atop it. He left his eyes shut and let the sound of their muzzles smacking, the taste of another's saliva slowly venturing into his mouth, and the feel of her tongue touching every tip of his sharp fangs take over. His hand ran up and down her back, massaging the skin deep below the red vulpine fur, while his feet moved to stroke each leg and bring his crotch closer to her own. Shelly wasn't naked, they both were still in a public room, but still Corco pushed his crotch closer and closer to the fox as if to test how far the limits of a first kiss were.
Shelly wasn't being dumb founded, she could feel his bulging cock through the jeans and knew what he was doing, but she didn't say anything. If Corco would have listened a bit better to the small moans she made every so often, he would have realized how thin the layer of clothing was and how much his privates rubbing up against him really felt. But she couldn't keep her moans and cries silent for too much longer, she could feel the build-up, the amazing rise in pleasure, coming to the ultimate height. 'I can't give myself away, he'll feel screwed and then want me to feel screwed literally,' she thought to herself as she broke the kiss. "I'm sorry pup, but I have to go now."
Corco stared at her confused as she got to her feet and prepared to leave the room. 'Did I do something wrong, am I a bad kisser,' and several thousands of other questions came to the dog's head as he wondered why she was leaving him in the middle of a romantic piano side kiss. Getting up to his feet, he followed her to the door and watched her leave down the hallway to disappear into the crowd of other people still moving in. He was left without a number, a room, or another word. The world seemed to fall down upon him as he just kept standing there wondering what would happen next, but the best things in life can sometimes never be explained was his final conclusion.
Walking back over to the piano, Corco sat down behind the white and black keys and stared down to where he had first put his paws and played the melody that brought them into the kiss. He put his paws back up onto those keys and shut his eyes, imagining whatever a slightly broken heart can imagine, and began to play a tune. "Was that love or was that lust," slipped through his lips as he touched key after key slowly, "and if lust then why do I feel apart?" His hands played across the keys and he imagined raindrops falling down from the sky, but evaporating before they could reach the ground. The waves that started to spread as they evaporated followed the direction of the sun above, visible through the outline of grey clouds in the sky. He watched as a rainbow slowly formed and the clouds parted, but still his heart sunk deeper as his yearning to just stay with her filled all the space available.
Letting his paws drop from the keys down into his lap, he slowly lifted his weight. The world that had seemed so small before, with gravity almost nothing as the two of them floated off into space, was now as big as ever, the weight upon his shoulders. He walked towards the door in disbelief that a girl he hardly knew walked away, shame of looks and love covering his face as he walked out into the crazy hall. The people floated by unnoticed by the white pup as he walked towards his new home, "Maybe Jazz 'll cheer me up, thought I don't know how."
The hot water steamed from the showerhead and filled the room within a few minutes, Jazz and Steph underneath the hot water with their muzzles locked together in another kiss. As much as Jazz didn't want to admit he was gay, he sure did love his new roommate more than he ever believed possible. His hands moved across the wet otter's fur as if upon a smooth table top, rubbing the otter's upper back and releasing some built up tension.
Steph broke from the kiss as his tongue slowly slid from the cat's mouth, "We need to actually get clean, not fall asleep in here."
"Okay," the cat said with a grin as he pulled the otter closer again and locked lips once more, enough never being the amount he desired. The otter didn't seem to mind either; a familiar cat tongue went into his mouth and touched each tooth very lightly. Jazz even dropped his hands lower on the otter's back and was rubbing closer and closer to the ass he was very familiar with now.
Again, the brown fur broke from the kiss slowly and looked down at his mate, "I'm being honest here mate, we need to get clean before the other roommate comes back and finds the shower running to long, thinks one of us is whacking off or something in here and builds tension for the longest school year ever."
Jazz thought about his brother for a few seconds, 'If Corco finds out I'm gay that might be bad.' Jazz and his brother had taken multiple baths together when they were young, it's natural for parents to save money bathing their children together, but Jazz and Corco had never done anything sexual together. They both knew what the other looked like naked, but they never aroused or touched on another; the whole idea of touching your sibling was an unwritten law to them. How Corco would take his brother touching another male would probably be even worst. With a snap in his turn, the cat looked up at the water and grabbed the bottle of shampoo as he began to wash his fur.
"Well, guess my words were a bit too strong there," the otter added as he grabbed the shampoo from the cat's hands. "Here, let me help you get all this shampoo on your body." With a squirt the shampoo blasted out onto the otter's paw and he began to rub it into the cat's fur, starting with a nice massage on Jazz's head and working his way down. Steph reached around and rubbed his lover's pecks, grasping every now and then to feel the muscles deep beneath the skin, soon followed by his stomach and sides.
Jazz felt his stomach being rubbed and naturally began purring deep in his throat. Although Jazz tried to keep himself from purring now days in hope that the other guys would see him less as a pussy and more as a cat, rubbing his belly still wielded a result of him uncontrollable purring from the deepest reaches of his throat. He didn't try stopping himself, he wanted his lover to listen to the purrs and know how much he loved having his stomach rubbed.
Steph heard the purrs, growing louder with the minutes he spent rubbing the tender belly, but Steph wanted to know something else. His paws moved farther down from the stomach to the thighs and, more importantly to himself, the crotch. His arm's reach out farther from behind the cat as he went down the length of a hardened male member and then back up to the furry sack. "So you really do love having your belly rubbed."
"It gets me every time," a smirk of happiness across the cat's face as he just waited for the otter to continue cleaning.
"Hmm, I'll have to remember than one, now won't I?" Steph slightly snickered under his breath, he had always wanted a sex toy that wasn't biological and turned on with his command. His hands freed themselves of the cock they clenched and moved to the feline's back, rubbing from the top down to the bottom in the same circular motion he had used on the front. He thought maybe he rushed maybe a bit too fast down the back, but the cat must have not noticed the speed at which Steph met the bottom. With two paws moving down onto the male bottom, he gripped slightly and then moved in circles to let his other know he had met another interesting point. "Let's see, you got to know my area, I wonder if I can learn yours."
The cat turned his head to say, "I hope I'm not getting that long penis up my ass on my first time, that would be painful as all hell!"
"You can trust me my kitty," he replied very flamboyantly as his paws moved down the not so fluffy right now tail. With one gripping the tail and holding the piece high in the air, he brought a shampoo slick paw up to the cat's hindquarters and went in between the pair. He watched the cat flinch a small bit away from his finger, but kept his concentration as he moved the finger around the area. The cat slowly grew comfortable with another animal touching his ass in odd ways and then relaxed once more, upon which Steph put a paw up to the tiny anal hold, "Now just relax as best you can, it'll be painless if you can."
"Okay," Jazz said with a nod, his body leaning against the wall in front of him as he tried to stay as relaxed as possible. He felt a small object push against his tailhole, but still he kept his body from tensing and just waited for the finger to slide inside an inch or two. "That wasn't too bad," he said as the finger stayed where it was.
"One finger isn't hard, but it teaches you what you need to know to not get hurt when doing this with something a bit thicker, like let's say a penis." The otter cut the talking there and pushed in until his whole paw met the tailhole before he slid out of the cat slowly and repeating the motion. Jazz only flinched a small bit, wrapping his strong anal muscles around the finger for a few seconds before letting go and then staying un-tightened around his love.
Corco was beginning to sway about as he walked, a sober drunk in the hall, for his entire body seemed drenched in the misery of being rejected from the random stranger that caused the first kiss. He stumbled around people and looked with looming, dull eyes into rooms to see if maybe he could find the fox, his hope almost completely lost with each passing entry. Something told him the only way to find better fortune would be in his brother, they had always trusted each other with secrets as long as he could remember, but something was different now. In his gut the pup knew he could forever trust his brother, but in his head he kept thinking that college was the separation of the ties that bind family and future. He looked down the at the white washed walls and old carpet floor, how many other students had passed through these passageways with troubles could never be answered.
Looking to his left he saw a door with a leopard moving in, all the necessities of such an animal at hand with a little more than that, and to the right a kangaroo getting his bed lofted to a higher height, most likely to bounce into. He sulked, just more furs he didn't know and wouldn't get to know better until later in the evening when they all met the residential advisor. The next two rooms appeared and he looked to his left to see a female pup getting everything organized and set up, nothing to catch the eye until another tail flickered from inside the room, white tip and all. Tipping his head inside the room to look at the tail's owner, a familiar face came into view he thought he wouldn't see for some time.
The other dog saw him and ran over to grab him buy the collar, pulling Corco through the door and into the room. "So is this the one you keep talking about?"
Shelly looked down at the white pup's face and smiled, "yup, that's the talented at piano one I was going on about."
The black dog holding his collar was a strong bitch, lifting Corco into the air and looking him over as she decided if she liked him or not. "Well, his white fur is sure different and I can see how those puppy eyes got to you, but he doesn't seem the formal type right now."
Corco had to think of what she meant by formal, but figured the best she could mean was that he wasn't being shy. She was partially right too; his paws and arms were as close as possible to his body while his legs lifted closer to his stomach, his head ducking into his neck as he tried to hide. Then again, this was the first time in his life a female had lifted him up without warning and just expected him to dangle there, so how natural could he act. "If you don't mind, I'd like to stand on my own two feet please miss."
The black hound put Corco down onto the ground and turned him around, looking directly into his face as she continued to examine. "Well, he seems just fine to me, kid. Just hope this one will treat you all right, wouldn't want to have to teach this pup a lesson and mess up that damn cute face of his." She tugged slightly on his face like a grandma does to her grand children, keeping a firm grip on his shoulder the whole time so he wouldn't run away.
Shelly swooped up from behind Corco and wrapped her arms around his chest and squeezed hard, the breath in his lungs huffed out as he stood there with the female wrapped around her. "Thanks for your approval Tina," the vulpine said as she grabbed her love's tail and pulled him out of the door, "Come on, let's go somewhere more quiet!"
Jazz could feel the otter's long member pressing right up against his back, Steph holding the cat in his arms from behind as the water fell down onto both of them. "I'm really lucky that I ended up with a roommate like you," the otter whispered into Jazz's ears, "someone I can really take a good, long shower with!" His paws ran through the cat's fur as they untangled the black knots and rubbing the belly while his mouth nibbled playfully on the cat's ears.
A deep long purr came from Jazz as he turned his head to his lover, eyes shut from the water that had ran over his face, and put his lips where he hoped Steph's were. A tongue parted his lips and entered his mouth, teasing the cat's tongue as it pressed and rubbed up against the nerve filled muscle. Jazz's own tongue pushed back up against the invading tongue playfully as every movement was swung into a mouthful of dancing. Against his back he felt the member pushing up, rubbing into his deep fur, exciting him more than he already was with his own throbbing erection. Turning his head to part from the kiss, he said in as low a voice as possible, "I'd like to feel that cock of yours push somewhere else, babe."
The otter got the clue and felt the cat was ready; he had gotten two fingers in pretty effortlessly last time he checked. Letting one hand drop from holding his kitten while the other wrapped paw around his waste to stabilize him, he wrapped around his cock and slowly pushed right up to the cat's tailhole, moving the swishing tail out of the way for a minute. "Now just do as we practiced," he whispered as he pushed forward and parted the anal wall, feeling the tight rectum enclose over the first inch of his long member. "God, you are still really tight."
The cat hadn't flinched when the penis was put up against his ass, but as he felt the penis push in him he tried to relax with the adjustment still in hand. His claws came out of his paws and scratched against the bathroom wall, his mouth clamped shut while he whined, and his tail wrapping up around his mate. Through all of this pain he suffered to let his love feel good, but since that first finger had entered his ass he knew that once the pain was gone the whole experience would be pleasure.
"Alright, I'm going to go slow," uttered the otter softly as his cock slowly slid further and further into the tight hole. He could feel the pressure on all sides, accompanied by the warmth, and knew that if the cat stayed tensed he would low his load way to fast for either to enjoy. "Try to relax, I promise you'll enjoy this much more."
Jazz nodded as best he could, but still he kept a bit tense as the pain auto-directed his body to clamp down onto the otter's penis. He thought of things that usually helped him when he got a cut, putting pressure on something with his claws and counting backwards from ten. He wanted to release his claws, but they were gripped in; instead the poor animal grinded his teeth and slowly counted down from ten until he reached one. The trick had done its job slightly, making the pain just less as he felt the otter continue to slide further and further into him.
The otter felt the strain lighten and moved his hand down from just below the cat's ribs to his hips where his other hand had gone to after penetration. He had seen several furs tell him to stop right then and there, half way into their tailholes with his cock and unable to take the rest, but the cat stayed ready to take more. With the same speed as he pushed in before the last four inches went into the cat, to which the otter stopped and wrapped his arms back around the feline. "I'm in all the way, I'll wait for you to get use to me,"
With heaves in his breath, he kept from screaming aloud from the pain he felt, but Jazz was determined to let the otter fuck him, a return of favors in the cat's mind. He felt as if the nine-inch cock was pressing against his lungs, each breath harder than the last as he slowly lightened his grip around the base and the pain slowly died. In huffs, he was able to say, "You should be happy I've got nine lives, this might be impossible with the way you're getting at my heart."
The otter thought he might help his love out with the pain through pleasure, after all the brain can only understand the difference between pain and pleasure for a certain extent. Rubbing his hands back across the otter's stomach and nibbling on the back of his neck and ears, he thought maybe those would help. "You should be happy I've got a large penis, now you can brag about me!"
With what little breath he had, a chuckle was produced quietly as the otter's hand helped relieve pain. He slowly began to feel new sensations as the pain disappeared behind the joy the otter created, something in his body felt almost pressed wrong, but he couldn't tell what. He didn't know if pressed wrong was the best thing, but whatever it was it felt good to feel pushed inside his body.
Almost all tightening around his dick stopped as he started pulling back out just as slowly before returning to move back inside only a few inches later. "Now just try to stay relax, I'd like to get going at a fast pace."
The cat just kept feeling the strangest, greatest sensation ever as the long penis slowly moved in and out of him, as if an organ was being pressed and moved and twisted, his uncontrollable purr starting up again as pre-cum leaked from the end of his cock. "Oh, I can feel something unbelievable in side of me being pushed around."
The otter was moving a bit faster with a few more inches now, he loved the feeling too and was having one of the best screwed ever, but he had completely forgotten about pleasing his partner. Wrapping a paw around the kitten's member and feeling the sticky pre-cum dripping and flowing fast, he knew he was rubbing perfectly against his prostate. With the same pace as his own body, he began to rub the cat off.
Jazz stood there, paws against the wall to keep his head from slamming into it as he felt his member being rubbed, his mouth wide open in the shock from the joy of feeling his cock rubbed. He could feel the otter increasing in speed with each thrust into him, but the pain was almost nothing now that the pleasure seemed that much greater. He could feel his balls rising, the joy was just becoming too much, but still onward he went trying to hold in whatever may come.
The otter wasn't dumb though, his whole plan from the beginning was to get the cat off and he planned to get it done. He could feel Jazz wincing in trying to reject his body's natural tendency to contract the muscles, not a very hard task since his tailhole wasn't contracting with the muscle. "Now, we can't have you holding anything in," remarked Steph as he moved his hand not holding the cat's shaft down to his testicles to fumble them in one hand.
The joy was overloading, his temptation to hold on a bit longer for his mate no more an ability, and with a paw silenced moan he shuddered. A thick stream of white cum gushed from the end of his penis, hitting the tiled shower wall in front of him, while all the muscles in his body tightened.
A hot, pre-cum slick penis slid into the cat's bottom only to be clenched down on as Steph yipped slightly to the extreme pressure, but still onward the sea fur continued to move inside and outside of the tailhole. The pressure was becoming a bit much even for the experienced, butt-sex craving fur. Nature took control of the otter as he slammed straight into the cat's bottom and felt his testicles rise as a hot liquid shot through his long shaft and into the ass.
Jazz felt the slam right as his cum spasms where beginning to die, but the feeling of the otter's cock rubbing up against his prostate 'caused him to suddenly push more out of his body then he ever imagined. Releasing his hands from the wall in front to let his face fall with a slap against the cold tiles, he quickly grabbed the otter's anal cheeks and kept him close as once again Jazz spewed more cum onto the wall.
Slightly surprised, but still completely accepting the open invitation to have his ass grabbed, the otter continued to lighten his load into his mate. He felt as if for the last year he had never really cum as the hole began to drip and ooze the thick, white sap back down his own balls before dropping to the shower floor.
His muscles slowly loosened as the last of his seed went down the long shaft and out the tip, but his mind fell free into a state of unbelievable joy. The cat soon followed his mate into this state, both furs more tired than every before in their lives. As the cat leaned on the wall he began to close his eyes, a nestled up otter on his back with his cock still arched high in his ass falling asleep as well in the damp, steaming room.
Corco had no idea where Shelly was leading him, but corner after corner in the dorm went flying by as she dragged him somewhere besides his floor. The two furs proceeded up staircases, across halls, around corners, then down other staircases for what seemed like forever, but somewhere in Corco's heart he just didn't care any more. He had fallen in love with the girl with one kiss, and no matter where she tugged the poor pup he would surely follow.
Turning her head around she swept through a doorway and stopped, Corco crashing right into her arms where she caught the pup and brought him straight into another kiss. With eyes shut, he could see in his mind he could see a low base thumping out a red beat across a floor that swirled under the changing beat. The band was getting ready to present and he could feel a performance he would never forget about to happen before his eyes.
They both released from the kiss, neither breaking nor pulling away as the movement of tongues died, but still he could taste her inside his mouth. With a look around the room he realized he had absolutely no idea where they were. A bunch of white cloths covered objects scattered about the room and dust topped the white cloths, the room looked nearly ancient in the young pup's eyes. "Where are we," the foolish canine asked.
"Just imagine we're in the most beautiful field ever with flowers growing out of every inch of soil while the sweet sounds of nature play over the grass, whistling a tune the wind can only play. Now realize that we are there together, me loving you and you loving me, and we both are waiting for the other to make a first move."
Corco understood, but the girl in front of him was nothing like the Shelly he met in the study room with the piano. The original had been shy and scared to talk to the wolf, only acting out to kiss him when he asked for a kiss, but the new fox seemed awake, cunning, and in search of a great time. He wasn't sure which side he liked more, the first impression or the forever lasting, but one thing was for sure and that was the opportunity would not be passed.
A soft paw touched the back of her head, rubbing one fox ear while the other one moved to the bottom of her shirt and slowly rubbed up her backside fur. She came closer to him as his hand found the bra's clip and watched the material fall to the floor. His other hand left her head while his lips touched hers quickly and softly, a scent in the air of rising emotions between the two. With both hands at the base of her shirt, he lifted the cloth up and over her, stopping once her mouth showed through to give her one more kiss while she couldn't resist.
Shelly heard her shirt fall to the floor and felt the cool breeze flow across her uncovered fur, she wrapped her arms around Corco and with a paw that rose to touch his crotch before lifting his shirt off, she put him into a similar state. She leaned in close as his shirt fell to the floor and wrapped her arms around his neck to kiss him.
Corco wasn't wasting a moment; while his tongue locked their lips together he let his hands rub against her back before sliding down to her tight pants. His tongue continued to lick and touch each tooth and trade saliva between the two while his hands went an inch into the dark crawl space of her jeans to feel a thin thong. His tongue slowly moved away from her mouth, "So you were prepare for me then," were the only words he could think as his hands moved to her front.
"Well I wanted to look my best everywhere," she softly whispered into his ears before moving away from his body to rub the muscles on his chest down to his zipper. With a click flick of a finger and pop of a button, the loosely worn jeans slid down his legs to the floor below. "I see some of us don't get dressed at all," she whispered as the dog's member showed in the open.
Corco didn't smile, he didn't wince, but in the back of his mind he chuckled for forgetting to wear boxers on the right day. His paws moved back up her chest and over her breasts, the nipples stiff as he passed over each with her slight shiver, and then back down to her jeans. He moved slower in getting them undone, but once the zipper finally fell he helped her step out of them to show off a red thong that matched her back fur. A few more movements of his paws and the thong soon fell to the floor to reveal the white lower belly fur and a pink clit poking barely from the fur around. His paw moved lower as his mouth moved closer, embarking on another kiss as he rubbed her clit at the same time.
With a slight moan into the kiss, Shelly closed her eyes and just felt the sensation of her lips and privates being touched all at once. Her own paw had adventured over the hardened cock, but upon feeling her own feminine parts being rubbed by another's all she could do was place her own two paws around his neck and push claws slightly into his back.
Breaking away from the kiss to which he had mainly been participating in, the dog asked, "Did I find what my fox likes?" A large smile arose across Corco's muzzle, his hand moving slightly faster as he kept her feeling happier and happier with each passing second. He didn't need and answer to the question, he could tell by the fox's soft moans and the wagging tale that the girl was having a great time, and onto his knees he dropped to really show her something she would enjoy. With his long, red tongue he began to gently lick her crotch from top to bottom, adding his saliva and tasting the juices she was beginning to produce. His tongue would come up to the top of her slit, then like a letter of the alphabet across the clit to add stimulation, the whole time his paw still moving in circles when his tongue wasn't there.
She was still moaning softly, her eyes still shut with her hands upon his shoulder as he held her up, Shelly felt like she could hardly breath with all the excitement. "Can," she started to huff, "we lay down and do this, please?"
Corco was a good listening; he got back on his feet and lifted her up, carrying her to what looked like a couch covered with a white tarp. Taking the tarp off he was overjoyed there really was a couch there for them to lie across and continue enjoying one another. He laid her down and looked into her eyes, which seemed to twinkle as she smiled back at him, before getting back down between her nice, white fur thighs and licking the area once more. He let his tongue trace back up the same way as before with his hand still helping to stimulate all the time, but his other hand moved across her belly, rubbing gently the fur, before touching her breast once more. He teased her hard nipple with his claws, testing how sensitive she was to the region.
Shelly moaned loader now, but still quiet enough for only to room to hear, as she petted the pup's head with one paw and let her headrest on the other. She could feel the flow of the fluids in her body, the wonderful excitement of each lap and lick the dog tickled her clit with, and she enjoyed his tongue in her crotch, but she wanted more than just a tongue there. She didn't know how to get the pup up, but tugged his hair slightly to gain his attention.
At the tug of his hair he looked up into Shelly's eyes, he saw she wanted his head by hers, and he was willing to come up to her height. Letting his tongue run off of the clit, he dragged the muscle across her stomach fur up to her breast, at which he licked the tip of the nipples gently before continuing around the milk filled bulbs to her neck and then her lips.
She felt his lips softly touch her own and took the initiative, pushing her head forward and throwing her tongue into the dog's mouth, she licked each and every tooth. All the while that Corco was distracted with her face, her paw was reaching lower and lower undetected towards his crotch. Thinking she had gone low enough, she pulled her hand up and touched the sensitive cock tip, a bit of pre-cum already drizzling from the tip as she began to rub the dog.
Corco was fully into the kiss, licking at her tongue and enjoying himself when he felt his cock being touched very softly by a paw, to which his whole mouth went null for a second as the distraction too over. He loved her soft paw pads touching his dick, rubbing from tip to knot, and he felt lucky to have found her once more.
Shelly could tell he loved the rubbing of her paw, he seemed almost completely out of the kiss for a moment, but still she wanted to go farther. Slowly she dragged his body by the penis over to her vagina and put them up perfectly for him to do what males do best. A drop of pre-cum dripped from his tip into her hole and she felt as the warm liquid slowly moved down deeper and deeper into her. She spent a few second thinking of the touch of the liquid so deep in her body before realizing Corco hadn't moved, to which she guided him towards her by very soothingly touching his sac and rubbing his balls slowly.
Corco could feel her paw about his ball, his mind having been absent for a moment as all the love in the world took control of his body, and he waited a few seconds while her paws moved about her sac. The feeling was different then when she touched the shaft, still highly accepted and loved, but different nonetheless as he stood feeling what foreplay really felt like. His mind drifted slowly back in more and more, lust taking over his heart as the want to fuck her became more than just a want, and his cock slowly moved towards the fox's pussy.
She felt him insert the tip of the shaft, the warmth of his cock plugging her hole, and she immediately was happy. This wasn't the first time she had put something into her pussy, but never before had what she inserted been a living organism that would move in and out, throb with blood, and leave a creamy juice as well.
Corco was still a virgin, sure he had done a few rounds of masturbation while no one was looking, but to the female body his cock had never been so close before. He slowly let each inch flow into her, feeling as the tightened space around his cock warmed and rubbed him all around. He fell in love with the feeling, probably more so than he ever believe possible, and pushed his cock six inches to the knot that had formed at the base.
"Pup, you're going to have to move faster to get my blood flowing," Shelly lied knowing her blood was already moving faster than normal. She could hear her heart beating in her ears, the rush already getting to her before they started, and she just wanted more of that rush.
Corco did as he was told and quickened the pace, moving his meat in and out faster and faster as his own blood began to boil. Generations of sex loving dogs before him were now mixing their love into his own as his hormones went crazy. He kept moving faster and faster with his pace, his breathing harder, but he didn't want to be the only one having fun. Taking a paw he began to massage the fox's breasts while he lowered his head to kiss gently across the lips a few times, breathing in between each lip lock.
Her blood was really moving now, every bit of her insides being pushed up against by his large cock, and she could feel a joy growing inside of her. She blushed and moaned softly, but her moan also turned into a yip of joy as she began getting into his increasing rhythm. And then she felt his cock shove in one more time, pushing her over the limits as she suddenly just went quiet and motionless to his every motion.
Corco knew he had dome something right, he could hear their juices smacking together and he could feel them running down his balls and dripping onto the floor. The juices just kept flowing across his dick and out of her and she was silent suddenly, a dark room of tranquility. No longer did her body flex, yet a large smile crossed her face as she entered into what was another world where joy was all to be had and everywhere to be found. Corco wanted to reach that state, he was getting tired but his body wouldn't give up the good feeling of his cock rubbing all around her insides. Instead, he continued to push harder into her until finally his knot was pushed inside the tiny vaginal hole. He yipped silently as he tried pulling too far out, but continued moving about, her tight vagina squeezing down upon his knot. He could feel his balls swelling up, they no longer flapped freely into her as they had when he began, but now were tight with his body. And then a rush came through his blood, the rush of ejaculation. His own juices then proceeded from the tip of his cock as he pushed with all his might to be as far inside of her as possible. The rush was beginning, the infinite joy of a good fuck, and he felt better than ever as Shelly's tight pussy closed around his knot.
Shelly had drifted probably too far from this world in her own pleasure, the knot thick knot between her legs not giving an ounce of pain as she continued to fly though a perfect world. She could feel his seed moving deep into her, but that only added to the rush, and the feel of it even coming out from behind his plugging knot and dripping down their sides seemed almost too perfect. She just stayed in her state; lying there breathing heavily with closed eyes while her boy enjoyed her body.
He felt his rush coming to an end, the final parts of his nectar out of the tip and into her body or gushing out, as he slowly fell on top of her and licked her face with tired eyes. He felt complete, his heart pumping faster than ever and his brain in a whirl from the lack of oxygen, the two of them tied there to wait.