Party
Millia came back from the kitchen, which at the moment was full of anthros at the moment with a Coke in her paw, and sat down at the edge of the couch. There were a few of her friends gathered around and they were giggling and laughing about something stupid that happened at work that day.
"So he goes to print this document, but doesn't realize that there's no ink in the printer!" Vanessa, an arctic cat anthro, told them laughing afterwards. Her blue eyes were glassy, full of those happy tears that naturally come from laughing so hard.
"You would think he would have realized that." Millia added in, a grin pulling upwards on her muzzle, showing off sharp pearly white teeth. "People who work at an academy are supposed to be intelligent, or at least towards that level."
"Exactly." A femme skunk piped up, leaning forward in the chair. Millia didn't know her so well, more or less. She had only seen her a few times around the building and whenever she did, the skunkette would blush and wave quietly to her. Even now when she had caught Millia's eye, that smile rushed to her face as she turned away, conversing with a blond haired mink that sat close to her.
"So where's this cute mate of yours Millia? We haven't seen him all night." Vanessa asked with curiosity filling her voice, tilting her head at Millia with blue eyes alight.
"I have no clue. He said he would join us here. Maybe he's outside with the guys."
"I think he might be out there. I saw him head that way a little bit ago." Alex, a white tiger, told her, a bored look on her face. Millia gave a small shrug and got up from the couch, walking off towards the back of the large house, weaving through the gathered anthros that were there. She could smell the tang of alcohol, smoke, and sex in the air with her sensitive nose and tried to sift through those smells to find her white tiger mate wherever he may be.
"...Yeah, rough day it was, damn." Jon growled quietly, talking with a couple of male wolf anthros, obviously twins. All of them had a bottle of alcohol in their paws. They stopped talking upon seeing Millia standing at the sliding door. The two twin wolves gave her body an appreciative, yet hungry, glance. Millia smiled and nodded her head at them.
"Sorry to interrupt boys but I need to talk with Jon for a while."
The wolves nodded and turned to each other to talk, just as Jon walked over to her with a broad grin across his muzzle.
"Aww didn't want to hang out with us?"
Millia giggled softly, tilting her black furred head slightly to the left, inquiring him with dark blue eyes. He was a handsome anthro, she thought, but I'm glad he's mine.
"Well I did but I wanted to see just you, dear."
"Oh really?" He said, walking over to her until he stood towering over her, placing his hands on her hips with a firm grip, giving them a gentle squeeze. "And why, pray tell did you want to see me?"
"Maybe I want to take you back to our room and have a little yiff? I'm in one of those moods." Millia gave him a wink, sliding her paws up his shirt covered chest to his shoulders then back down again so that one hand rested on his chest and the other trailed downwards to the front of his pants, giving his crotch a hard squeeze to illustrate her point
"I see." He murred quietly, licking his lips quickly, that grin still on his face. "But aren't you always in a yiffy mood?"
Millia laughed, ducking her head in an embarrassed fashion before looking up at him again. "Yeah, yeah, you're right as always." Her dark blue eyes flickered to the left, looking back through the glass door then back to him. "Shall we go?"
He nodded to her and let her grab his paw, leading him back through the house once more. A few of the anthros took notice of them, giving them smiles or small glance but nothing more. They trampled up the stairs and walked to the end of the hallway to the bedroom that was theirs, off limits to the rest of the guests. Millia turned the knob and pushed the wooden door open, walking into the familiar comfy bedroom that the two of them shared. She let go of his paw and skipped to her bed, jumping onto it and landing in the middle with a laugh.
"Not going to strip for me? That's no fun." He told her, giving Millia a mock pout, his broad arms crossed over his chest. Millia returned his mock pout, scooting to the edge of the bed before standing up again so he could sit down where she was previously. She started out by swaying her hips from side to side, turning in a slow circle so she was facing away from him. Paws slid down her sides, crossing so she could pull her white T-shirt slowly up her body until it was tugged off and thrown on the floor by her feet. Then next she popped open the button on her jeans, unzipping them and pulling them down her black furred legs making sure she bent over in a suggestive way so her ass was bared to his view, among other things. His muzzle turned up in a smile, white furred paw reaching forward to smack his palm against her furry cheek, getting a sharp squeal out delight out of his lover. "Now let's turn around so I can see that sexy body of yours."
Millia turned around for him, paws clasped loosely behind her back. Every inch of fur on her slim body was pitch black, seeming to be made out of the shadows themselves. The only real color on her body was the dusky pink nipples sticking out from a pair of full tits. Millia's paws slunk up to them, the pads of her fingers brushing over the nipples giving her shivers then dropped them and dropped to her knees, beginning to help him out with his clothes. Hands slid up his legs reaching for the button and zipper on his pants, pulling those open with ease and sliding them down his lower body until they were securely off and thrown with her discarded clothes. His shirt came off next, tossed aside idly. She took a moment to kneel there and admire what was in front of her. White fur covered his muscular body, along with a myriad of darker gray stripes. Down we go to that white furred sheath, pink tip poking just over the edge. Below that was a pair of egg-shaped balls, covered in white fur as well.
She reached up with her right paw up towards his swelling sheath, and wrapped her pointer and thumb about it, giving it a few gentle but wanting jerks. She kept this up for a while, slowly watching his cock slip out of its confinement, filling it out nicely right down to the knot at the end. He was big, according to her at least and she liked that. Leaning her muzzle forward, Millia licked at the flared head, twirling her wet tongue around it several times before heading down, covering the entire thing in her saliva then delving her muzzle down over the shaft part, keeping her teeth out of the way. His hand came up to ruffle through her unbound blood red hair, gripping a fistful of it so he could help her along with her sucking, thrusting a little upwards into her mouth. He moaned, eyes fluttering and focusing on her moving head, feeling a warm paw roll his balls around in her hand. He let her keep up with this for a while until gently removing her from his cock with a wet popping sound.
He motioned her over to the pillows, sliding back when she got over there. Flipping over so he was positioned between her legs, he let his tongue lick from the base of her pink fleshed wet pussy to her clit and back again, going back and forth for a bit. Paws rested on the insides of her thighs as he pressed his lips tightly to her clit sucking on it, sticking a finger into her hole, fingering her quickly and rapidly at the same time. Moans and happy cries erupted from her, body writhing and bucking above him. She tasted sweet, like candy almost. He shut his eyes and kept his tongue delving against her clit, finger rapidly thrusting in and out of her wet hole, murring loudly in delight.
"Mm, now." He began, sliding his wet digit out of her slowly then bringing it to his muzzle and sucking the remainder of the juices off, coating his tongue in it. "How should I fuck you? From behind, side to side, or why don't you show me how you want it." His furred body stood up and waited for her to make a decision. Millia's face scrunched up in brief thought before she slid to her hands and knees, her tail raised to show off her puckered tailhole, backside bared to him in presentation. "Like that huh? Ok then.." He growled, grabbing onto his cock and rubbing the dripping head against her pussy lips, listening to her moan softly when he did. Pushing forward, he parted her lips with his cockhead pushing in to the hilt and up to the knot before sliding back all the way out again and rubbed it up against her pussy lips once more then jammed back in beginning a slow thrust.
"Ooh yeah, that's nice. Love your cock so much babe.." Millia muttered, gripping at the quilt beneath the bed tightly as his thrusts increased, hips slapping lightly against her ass.
"Yeah you like this, huh hon? You love my cock in your wet pussy, thrusting in and out." He moaned louder after that, giving her ass a slap again, hearing her respond in earnest. His balls would slap hard against her swollen clit each time he came in with his thrusts. But this would stop for a while as he motioned her onto her back, deciding to fuck her roughly this way. He grabbed onto her legs though and brought them over his shoulders then leaned down on both paws, hovering his muzzle above hers and began to roughly fuck her tight little pussy, wet sucking sounds emanating from it. Lips would meet hers in a hungry kiss, swirling his tongue around with hers batting and tapping on it before pulling away to kiss down her neck to her bouncing tits, giving the hard nipples a lick, sucking them into his mouth hard before switching to the other and giving it attention too.
"Mmm yes babe, more give me more. Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Cause you know I love it, love it so much, want it all the time." Millia groaned, her head pressing into the pillows behind her, hands gripping onto his upper arms.
"My dirty little pantheress, so hungry for my cock." Jon whispered, licking at her cheek gently then pulling out of her dripping pussy motioning her to move once more as he sat down against the pillows. "Sit on my cock babe. Impale yourself on it so I can fuck you again and cum in you." He watched with a happy smile as she complied and scooted forward, facing him and hovered her hips over the tip of his cock before sitting down roughly, drawing a loud yelp out of her. Holding onto her hips, he would help her bounce, getting her going at the same rough pace as before, furry hips slapping against each other.
"Yes, yes, so hot...love this so much...love you so much.." She breathed, licking at the side of his muzzle, then delving her long rough tongue across his lips again, giving him a deep kiss. Her hips were rapidly bouncing with his, and she could feel him lift up with her as they did this. "Gonna cum soon here.."
"I know, I know. Me too." He groaned, slowing her rough pace to a slow one teasing her first like this before starting up again then switching back to slow until she mewed for him to stop. He grinned and nodded, giving her as she asked. "Yeah babe, here...mmm...!" His furred head tilted back in a loud growl as he came, hearing her cry out with him as her pussy walls clamped tight as wave after wave of his hot cum shot into her, coating her in its wake. She bounce a couple times more before collapsing with him on the bed, nuzzling her face against his with a smile.