Why Saturday is the Best Day Ever
Okay... First off, this story is written for the yiffiest most well mannered, super sexy, hot looking beautiful, snowboarding, and well toned Jackal out there. Him and Foxxzero my mate, joking hun joking. This is a long one and involves many things that are sexual, and explicit. So if your under eighteen, this type of thing is illegal in your area, or the sight of a jackal and a lion having hot sweet passionate love making. Then STAY THE BLOODY HELL AWAY FROM MY FICS.... But if you're above eighteen, its legal, and you're going to spasm and orgasm all over the place then I hope this motivates an awesome and yiffy pawing session. Now on to part III, written in its entirety by me Vincent. Why Saturday is the best day ever. Vincent cocked a bleary eye open and attempted to reorient himself with his surroundings. But upon attempting to move, he discovered he was lying against the back of a couch with a sweet smelling Jackal curled against him. He shook his head awake and memory flooded back into his rousing head. He smiled and wrapped an arm around the yiffy Foxx, sighing gentle into the back of his soft head. "Bout time you woke up... I've been waiting for close to an hour." Vincent giggled as the jackal pressed against him rolled over and smiled. Vincent then blushed and kissed him gently on the lips, softly he spoke up. "You could have woken me up if you were bored. I'm sorry about making you wait for me. You knew I would have...." Foxx placed a finger on Vincent's lips shushing him and leaned in for another soft kiss licking Vincent's lips so gently and seductively. The lion murred and embraced the kiss opening his mouth and taking in Foxx's tongue and messaging it with his own tongue. Both of them shared the passionate kiss for close to seven or eight minutes, not going further just cuddling and making out. Eventually Vincent broke the embrace and giggled... crawling up the couch he looked down at the yiffy jackal that had a permanent sly grin plastered on his face. Vincent sighed and sniffed the air, a look of mischief on his face. "We smell terrible... I think we both need to take nice long hot showers." He reached a paw down and helped Foxx stand to his feet. They smiled at each other and walked out of the dugout towards the door. A few of the Radio staff cocked an eye at them, but no one said anything or stopped them as they exited out of the main station. A few giggles erupted when the door shut behind them. They trod through the hallways, shortcutting back to the dorms. Vincent pointing out where each of his classrooms were located. Foxx smiled and nodded in all the right places, from time to time kissed Vincent's cheek in approval and always murred whenever his friend spoke. Vincent's cheeks in turn got redder and redder as he felt both embarrassed and aroused at his friends' attentions. They eventually made there way back to the gentle forest path and trod along it toward the residential hall. Vincent once again keyed his way into the massive building, leading the yiffy Jackal to the elevator and back to the fifth floor. They re-enter Vince's room, there the lion sighed and floped down on the bed feeling very exausted. Foxx grinned down at him and set a hand on his waist, giving him a disapproving glare. "What happened to the shower Mr. We smell terrible....?" Vincent giggled and nodded, getting up and grabbing some towels from his wardrobe. Slipping his shampoo and soap into the basket he motioned for the yiffy jackal to follow him. Both in there boxers, as they approached the group bathroom on the fifth floor. Pushing the door open Vincent made a hard right and pulled into a long row of tight cubicle like showers. Vincent stripped down to bare fur, his long tail waving freely about as he turned and faced Foxx, the yiffy jackal had dropped his own boxers to the ground and was blushing with excitement and arousal. VIncent murred at the sight of the fuzzy, well toned jackal god standing before him and grinned. "Which of these showers do you want?" Foxx, smiled and pointed toward one at the end of the row, someone had left a backscrubber hanging from a hook there. Vincent blushed and nodded crawling into the cubicle, closing the first outer curtain. Foxx, slipping in beside him licked Vincent on the ear as they squeezed into the second part of the stall, the shower part and closed its curtain. Vincent turned the singluar dial and they shivered and moved around as the icey cold water hit them for a few moments before warming up and brushing in a gentle stream down there aroused fur. Vincent grinned and turned his head to look back at his jackal friend and found a hand on his shoulder, holding him steady... as something supple and hard brushed against his rear. "Bend over Vincent darling..." Vincent rowrd his compliance and leaned his body over, striking his palms against the wall ahead of him, bracing his body for what was to come. He heard Foxx, digging through his shower basket and squirt some of the scented shampoo into his hands. "All natural botanical herbs, hmmmm this should be interesting." Vincent yipped out as a hand gripped his tail raising it up, and a slickend finger delved into his tailhole. He begin to pant and become aroused as the finger rubbed up against the inner ring, still jutting in and out, faster and faster. His pants turned to moans as the finger was removed, and the jackals enormous cock pushed its way into Vincent... it was a gentle thrust at first and then nothing. The lion turned his head back and stared at his friend, who was washing off his hands in the cascading water, that was dripping over the two of them, and had a bar of soap in his hands. He smiled happily down at Vincent and begin rubbing the soap up and down the yiffy lions back, but he added a pleasant twitch whenever the soap rubbed up and around his neck, Foxx would thrust into Vincent. But when the soap came down, he would gently pull it from the lions tight hole. Soon the scrubbing grew faster in pace as Foxx, began pounding his soft tail hole, his hand stroking and gripping the lions soft wet tail. The gentle sprinkle of the warm water across there aroused bodies pleased both of them to no avail. Soon Foxx's knot emerged and was banging against the tight sore rectum as his thrusts increased in tempo and ferocity, Vincent moaning out Foxx's name and crying for more had aroused it. The jackal smiled and scrubbed the soap, under Vincents arms and down them, holding him steady as his cock felt nearly ready to burst. Vincent in the meantime had began pawing himself as he moaned and cried out beneath the gentle rain, and yiffy jackal. He felt the knot slamming against his rear and realized something very important. "I want that....I want it....I want it in me you yiffy Jackal. Stick your mass all the way... I want you to tie me...Tie me you yiffy little bastard....stick it in me.." His words came in gasps as he cried out and moaned under the assault on his abused rear. Foxx grinned and nodded down at his partner and slammed himself deep into the lions ass, the sensation sending shivers of pleasure and ectasy flowing through both partners as Foxx's knot pushed its way through the tight ring and inflated locking the two lovers in perpetual oneness. But it didn't stop there, the sheer pleasure of the knot passing into Vincent's tailhole and the escalating moans coming from him, aroused and excited Foxx beyond any state before as he cried out Vincents name moanin and murring as he slammed against there combined bodies and exploded inside of Vincent's hot anal passage. Vincent cried out and thrashed around as he felt the hot seed pumping into him, crying out Foxx's name over and over again, as his own orgasm racked his body. Foxx smelling the soft, gentle aroma of the lions seed giggled and settled back against the wall behind him sliding down it with Vincent in his lap. The two lover just sat there sighing and giggling as the water, sprinkled down on there heads from above, washing away the smell of there sex. Foxx cocked an eye to his right and saw the tipped over bottle of shampoo, he laughed and put some of it in his hands and scrubbed them through Vincents mangy hair. "There now you smell good." They laughed for a few minutes before Foxx's cock went soft enough to allow Vincent to pull off, then creeping out of the shower they dried the other one off and slipped back into there boxers, trodding back through the halls. Foxx giggled and looked over at Vincent who was lost deep in thought and kept shooting him odd looks. When they got back inside, Vincent told Foxx to lay down and try and get some more sleep. He would be back later, Foxx nodded still feeling kinda yiffy and turned over laying against the pillows as Vincent grabbed his wallet and cellphone slipping them into his jean pockets. Then he slipped on a his shirt from hot topic, and trod out the door, blowing Foxx a kiss as he went. Foxx murred and waved at the closed door and smiled. He looked around the small sparse room, noticing things like Vincent's minifridge (stocked only with Mt. Dew, and Nutty bars at the time), his desk and crappy standard PC. His wardrobe which reflected the type of person he was, but it was in the small collection of plushies Vincent had that made Foxx giggle. He saw in the small pile a lion one that looked somewhat like Vincent, he giggled and glanced around stupidly, before taking it and running back to the bed with the silky feeling plush. He flipped around and layed his head against the pile of pillows, staring softly at the lion plush laying on his belly. The closeness of the similarities between it and Vincent were striking. He blushed and gripped it, feeling himself growing stiff. Blushing even brighter he grasps the soft plush and squeezes it around his growing cock. Slowly he begins stroking himself with it murring in pleasure with its soft texture. Smiling, he imagines that it really is Vincent's soft Tailhole he is plunging in and out of, moaning out his name and giggling sporadically. He murred and thrashed around, pumping himself faster and faster with the soft plush. The silky texture teasing and pleasuring his soft mushroom head, exciting little bits of pre to spray on its soft underbelly. He giggles and continues to stroke himself thinking about the fun times he has had in the past too days alone. The yiffy thoughts running through his head, arouse him further and before long the bottom of the silky plush is sprayed with Foxx's hot spunk. He blushes and stands cleaning his prick with the softness of the little lion and gripping it tightly to himself. He blushes and grins, helping himself to a nutty bar and Mt. dew... the quick snack reminding him of how tired he was. He yawned and settled down into the bed he had just pawed off in, falling asleep almost immeadiatly, the Vincent plush hugged against his chest.
- * * Vincent parked in front of the huge and immense building, pulling out his emergency supply, he found the nearest ATM. Pulling out the nessacary amount of cash, he winced as he stared at the amount left in his account, but shrugged realizing who it was for. He murred happily to himself and found the store he wanted, ordering the most beutiful one they had. The man glanced at the lion suspiciously but followed Vincent's every direction when he recieved the benjamins. Next store, he bought the small little bottle and grinned smelling it softly. The clerk stared oddly at him but allowed him to make the purchase. Vincent stared at his watch realizing that the poor jackal had only been asleep one hour and took some of his remaining cash and headed for the escalator to the basement, entering the immense arcade and fun center. He smiled and stuck a dollar into the machine, using the coins to play some mindless skeeball and scoring high as always... soon he had enough tickets to buy one of those freaky finger traps... he bought a jumbo gag one and grinned thinking of uses for it. Then driving over to the flashing red sign in the west gate plaza he stepped out and entered the front door. The person behind the door gave him a withering glare at his dress and asked him rudely what he could do for him. Vincent gave him the cash advance and told him what was happening, as usual the money talked and a Sunday night time slot was filled. Vincent thanked him and drove back toward Council Bluffs. He entered his dorm quietly and noted the soft snoring coming from his bed... he was only gone for a total of two hours and the yiffy jackal was deep in slumberland. He giggled softly as he saw one of his plushes gripped in the jackals arms, then yawining quietly he layed on the floor below the bed and tryed to get some sleep himself, falling into slumberland almost immeadiatly. His soft snores corresponding with the softer snores of his yiffy friend. The sack containing the items he bought and his wallet stood waiting in the car as the two slumbered above. The items and the adventures of Vincent are another story... till next time kiddies.
This ending was going to be the whole thing.. but I think I'll add it to the ever growing part four. I hope Foxxzero understands and wants me to write more for him... Tsura and Koa were being cruel to me. I want a yiffing for this.