Clubbing
#1 of Fox Meets Wolf
_Alright! Here you go yiffstar, another try at erotica from yours truly. This story is for two of my favorite wolves in the whole world, you know who you guys are. Anywho, enjoy everyone, and leave comments and criticisms, your love and hate sustains me!
Also huge thank you and a hug to BigFuzzyWolf for being my editor! _
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Riley grinned as she strolled into the club, arm in arm with her mate. The wolfess was dressed up like some goth princess, wearing a tight black t-shirt with neon-green stripes on her sleeve, a black mini-skirt that showed off her snowy-furred thighs to anyone brave enough to look, and a pair of black stockings that contrasted nicely with her pale fur. Some fur-dye around her eyes completed the look nicely, and more than one male who watched her come in had to hurriedly turn and hunch over, most of them blushing in embarrassment. She smiled at everyone, flashing her pearly-white fangs at everyfur who met her gaze.
Very few people noticed her companion, however. This was not because he was unattractive, or any less friendly, not by a long shot, he was simply dressed far plainer. His off-white t-shirt and baggy jeans hung loosely on his well-muscled frame. His smile was also far less pronounced, not as teasingly inviting as his flamboyant mate. When the two wolves arrived at the bar, she gave him a lingering kiss and whispered in his ear, "I'm going to go dance, love, I'll see you out there soon."
"Of course, hon." He said with a smile after she broke reluctantly from the kiss and walked away, bee-lining for the lighted floor, which pulsed with bass and flashing lights.
The wolf grinned and ordered a shot of whiskey, which the bartender cheerfully poured him as he slid a watermelon flavored bitch-beer to a slim looking fox a stool away. The wolf grinned at the little fox as he tossed the shot back. "Hey kid, first time here?" he asked.
The fox nodded a bit nervously, his eyes wide as he tried to adjust to the random flashes of color and short periods of darkness caused by the strobing disco-balls. He looked every bit the first-timer too. His posture said it all, curled protectively over his drink with his tail wrapped snugly around one leg while his ears hovered halfway between normal position, and stapled-to-his-head position. The wolf had to admit though, he looked pretty cute, the way that his black t-shirt clung tightly to his slim, but undefined belly. The fabric was just short enough to reveal a stretch of cream-colored belly-fur above his equally snug jeans.
"Well, don't just sit there staring hon, what's your name?" The wolf laughed, offering his paw to the fox.
"Uhm, J-Jon." he muttered into his as-yet untouched beer.
The wolf smirked, briefly considering asking the fox if his name was actually "J-Jon". He then shrugged, thinking better of using the silly joke. "You can call me Fuzzy. Pleased to meet you, Jon."
Jon timidly took the wolf's paw. His grip was surprisingly firm, despite his outward nervousness. Outside of the club, the fox was most likely no pushover, Fuzzy thought to himself.
"First time here, hon?" He asked, releasing the fox's paw and leaning back to listen.
"Yeah...I've never really been much for parties, and I thought I'd give the club scene a go..Just to see, y'know?"
The wolf smiled and nodded slowly. He did know. "Makes sense to me. Come here with anyone?"
"Er, no...just me." Jon mumbled into his drink, stifling a heavy sigh that clearly showed how he felt about going stag. "I don't think I really have it in me to ask someone..."
"Oh, come on, it's not that hard! You've just got to suck it up and try! What've you got to lose?"
"My dignity, my money, my-.." the fox started ticking off things on his fingers before a grey finger to his lips silenced him.
"Hon, just watch this, okay?" Fuzzy smiled and got to his feet, pushing away from the counter and tossing a lazy wink over his shoulder as he walked toward the dance floor.
Jon watched intently as the wolf approached the wolfess he'd walked in with. He thought to himself, "Oh, he's going to ask his mate to dance. That's a big risk..."
Fuzzy leaned close to Riley, his lips nearly touching her ear as he whispered something. She nodded as an impish grin spread over her muzzle, her tail wagging eagerly as a slight blush tinged her cheeks. She pressed herself against her mate, beginning to slowly grind her body against his in time with the thumping, generic techno pounding out of the speakers under the dance floor. Fuzzy's arms snaked around her waist, drawing her close as he planted kisses along her jaw, leaving a wet trail that ended at the base of her neck and across her collar bone. She murmured, her eyes fluttering in slow-motion under the flashing lights as her body rolled with his. Her lips parted in a silent moan when he suddenly clamped his fangs onto her throat and bit down just hard enough to break the skin. His body shivered as the warm rivulet of blood rolled between his teeth and down her snowy fur, leaving a crimson stain that pooled on her t-shirt.
Jon's eyes widened suddenly when he saw the sleepy-looking wolf's paw snake under his mate's skirt and trail over her panties. The black bit of cloth was hiked up just enough to give Jon a tantalizing view of her lacy black thong. The front of it was already stained from her mounting arousal. He blinked stupidly, his face blushing as he tried to force himself to look away from the spectacle, but he couldn't budge. His eyes remained firmly locked on the two groping lovers as they writhed and ground against each other, losing themselves to the pleasure.
Jon couldn't help but stifle a moan when Fuzzy's gray fingers dove down the front of those soaked panties and began working at her sopping cunny, slipping in and out of her dripping folds while his thumb tweaked her hard little clit. Then, not content to just stand there, Riley's paw was deftly tugging down her lover's zipper and slipping inside to tug his fat wolf cock out. Her paw formed into a fist and began stroking the slopping wolf-meat, milking precum onto her thigh as the cock throbbed eagerly.
The fox's eyes darted to the wolf's face, his lips parted and his eyes closed as he moaned silently--or out loud, but who could tell with the pounding music?--and rolled his hips, pumping his fat cock into her grasping paw. The pumping, fingering and grinding continued feverishly as both wolves seemed to forget about the other dancers, who somehow hadn't noticed their adventure--or didn't care. Then Riley leaned against the other wolf's ear and whispered softly. It must have been something good, because Fuzzy's eyes shot open and he grinned broadly with his teeth clenched as he tugged his paw from her soaked panties. He trailed it slowly up her exposed belly fur and across her throat, drawing a shudder from her that shook her entire body. She parted her lips eagerly as his fingers pushed against them, accepting the two soaked digits into her mouth and sucking them obediently, her tongue rolling over them to collect every drop of her tangy juice.
Fuzzy growled softly, or at least that's what it looked like from the bar, and began "dancing" them towards a wall. Their lithe bodies were twisting through the crowd of dancers until her slim rump was pressed against the wall. She groaned softly and hugged her mate to her chest, grinding his fat wolf dick across her taut belly, smearing the pristine fur with a load of cloudy precum that dripped slowly down and collected at the top of her skirt. She shivered and leaned for his ear once more, her lips brushing the outside of that sensitive gray triangle.
Her lips parted and she spoke. If you asked Jon, he'd tell you he heard it clear as day, even across the throbbing dance floor with its cavorting dancers and wildly pulsing light. "I want you inside me...Now."
And Fuzzy did just that. He shoved her against the wall, forcing her onto her tip-toes as he jerked her thong aside and forced his fat, sloppy cock into her drooling cunny. She hissed and bit down on his ear tightly, drawing a trickle of blood as she felt his cockhead butt against her womb entrance. The fat crown was spitting copious shots of precum into her grasping tunnel. Then, with what Jon's fevered mind (and raging hard-on) told him was a whimpered moan and wet, sucking sound, Fuzzy tugged his length out until only the bloated tip rested inside her tight cunt. Then, with a snarl, he thrust back in. He steadily started up a brutal, sloppy rhythm that sent spurts of wolfess juice spraying over his thick crotch fur each time he bottomed out in her tightness.
Jon's mouth hung open and his eyes were almost ready to pop out of his head as he watched the amazing spectacle before him. The two wolves mating like savage ferals right on the dance floor of a crowded club! His paw found its way to his straining foxhood, trapped painfully under a layer of tight denim as a dark stain appeared at the apex. He whined as he rubbed himself slowly, his ears laying flat and his toes curling in the air while he sat on the bar-stool.
"Hey kid, somethin' wrong?" Came a smooth voice behind him. He guiltily drew his paw away and turned to face whoever was addressing him with a furious blush on his muzzle. The bartender, a portly, middle-aged panther who was bringing more mugs and glasses from the kitchen in back stood there, frowning slightly at the nervous fox.
"N-no, just...uh...saw a pretty girl." Jon lied lamely with a sheepish smile. "I'm fine sir."
"If you say so kid." The panther smiled and shook his head, moving away to finish his chore.
Jon let out a heavy sigh of relief, shaking his head and sitting upright again, quickly returning his gaze to the dance floor when he was certain no one was looking again.
He was slightly disappointed to realize that they had left the floor while he'd been distracted, though his ears perked up and his erection strained that much harder when he spied them again. They'd migrated to the edge of wide room, partially obscured by other dancers and a few chairs and tables. The pulsing lights were slightly muted so far from the pulsing, pounding tiles of the floor.
Riley was shoved up against the wall. They'd changed positions somewhat, the grey wolf pounding away at her from behind as he held her throat in his jaws. She had her hands braced against the wall and her trembling legs spread wide with her footpaws pointing inward. Her cheek kept getting pushed against the wall, her eyes rolling at each wild thrust of her lover's thickness.
Jon watched with rapt fascination as the drooling cock slipped in and out of her wet tunnel, the fat knot bumping against her swollen lips. With a little more power, that hot bulb of flesh would slip inside and swell so big no amount of tugging would pull it free.
With a sudden muted howl, the wolf bit his lips until blood ran down his chin and threw his head back, giving one final, violent thrust at caused the knot to force its way inside as he pumped her aching cunt full of his seed.
Riley gasped and turned to bite her arm, her fangs sinking into her flesh as she shook and writhed, blood staining her white fur as it shook off onto her belly and the wall.
They both sagged visibly and took the few shaky steps to a chair nearby; both wolves collapsed into it, Riley locked onto his lap as his cum churned inside her. They shared a passionate, somewhat sloppy kiss as Fuzzy's paw moved to gently massage her clit, pushing her short skirt down so they could at least pretend to be hiding the dirty deed. When Riley and her mate finally broke the kiss, she dropped her head to his shoulder and closed her eyes, nuzzling his cheek affectionately.
Fuzzy looked up, that lazy look in his eyes again as he tossed the fox a wink and kissed his wolfess between the ears. He mouthed something. Though the fox couldn't quite make it, he was pretty sure what the wolf wanted, judging by the smirk on his gray muzzle.
Jon gulped and stared for a second, then slid from the stool and landed lightly on his paws. He looked at the wolf, stared right in his eyes, then took off, shooting right past a startled horse and out the door into the night.
To be continued, of course...
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_First of all, I'd like to apologize to all my gay readers for the lack of wolf-on-fox hotness, but don't worry, there'll be plenty of that in the next installment!
Second, I'd like to thank everyone who read this, I hope you enjoyed reading it even half as much as I enjoyed writing it, and keep an eye out for the other story series I'm planning on starting. It's a bit darker, and is largely M/M. With any luck, it'll turn out well, and I'll try and get the first chapter up soon!_