Do the Locomotion
Disclaimer: Yiffs and such, yada yada. Those who shouldn't read, you know who you are, you know the drill. I hold no responsibility for your getting caught because you were horny...
Also, there's not a ton of plot here, just enough to make it work...this is more centered on the sexy time. Not that most of you will mind, am I right?
Yawning tiredly, Tim took another sip from the foam cup of hot coffee in his paw, waiting for the late night Amtrak home for the weekend; one of the perks of having a station in both his college's town and one back home. It cost less for tickets than paying for gas for his truck, the downside being it was a six hour ride crammed in coach. He was a college student, so, like most, he pinched pennies where he could.
The train eased up to the station a few minutes later and the typical rush of boarding ensued. Luckily the Border collie was able to find a window seat open. After tossing his bag into the overhead rack and getting his ticket punched, he settled into the seat, finished off the last couple sips of coffee in his cup, pulled his ball cap down over his eyes and drifted off, still exhausted from hard partying into the wee hours that morning.
Tim was woken just a half hour later when a young red vixen sat down next to him, more precisely, when she accidentally bumped his shoulder.
"Whaaa?" he mumbled, pushing his cap up.
"Oh, sorry" the vixen quickly apologized.
"You're ok" he mumbled, passing out again.
The vixen noticed he was passed out and took the liberty of giving him a quick look up and down. That quick look turned into a drawn out stare. The birth control she was on did nothing for being horny during her usual heat, not that she minded at all. Without realizing it, she was licking her lips at the thought of what was hidden under his blue jeans. She briefly considered giving herself some self-help, before mentally chastising herself and digging the electronic book out of her purse. The reading would help take her mind off her quite healthy sex drive. Within a couple hours, she started to drift off, unconsciously laying her head on Tim's shoulder.
Tim awoke with a start when her head touched his shoulder. His slight jump didn't even cause her to budge. Not that he cared, especially after taking a quick glance at her, she was cute, with the typical markings of a red fox, except the white patch of fur that extended from the bottom of her muzzle, downward, was a rich cream color, not the typical stark white. From his vantage point, Tim noticed he had a near perfect shot of her ample C cup chest, partially exposed by the low cut blouse she wore.
Sniffing the air, he noticed something that had not been there before. It was just barely noticeable and just the slightest bit of spicy, mixed with something else that he couldn't put his finger on. That was until he felt his sheath tighten up, he figured she must have been either in heat, or extremely worked up. Unfortunately, the smell of an aroused female right next to him made it simply impossible to fall asleep, despite how tired he still was. Looking out the window, he watched the lights of cars and big rigs streak by on the highway alongside the tracks, hoping to distract himself back into sleep, to no avail.
Around one in the morning, the train slowed up for a rail yard along its route. The clunk and bump felt when the car they were on passed over a switch managed to shake the fox out of her slumber.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry" she quickly apologized, blushing a little, practically invisible under her red fur.
"Don't worry about it, we're all tired here" Tim returned.
"Still, we're complete strangers. I'm Steph, by the way" she said, calming down.
"Tim", the Border collie smiled.
Looking him in the eye, she gave him a small grin and a wink. He responded in kind, arching an eyebrow. Neither one was exactly new to this type of body language, but Tim was taken by surprise when Steph decided to skip a notch or two, laying her paw down about half way up his inner thigh. She, painfully slowly, started inching her way up his leg.
Without breaking eye contact, giving her a dirty smirk, Tim deftly wrapped his arm around her shoulders and openly groped her left breast. He felt Steph sharply suck in a breath of air, pushing her chest farther into his paw. Her paw almost immediately shot up to his groin, giving his now unsheathed cock a good squeeze, causing him to swallow hard and grate his teeth to keep from audibly moaning.
Breathing hotly into his ear, she whispered, "Follow me". She untangled herself from him and stood up, slipping away to the car's restroom. Seeing her slip inside, he got up and did the same, seemingly going unnoticed by anyone.
As soon as the door closed behind them, Steph grabbed him by the sweatshirt he was wearing and locked her lips with his, her tongue pushing past his teeth, fighting for entry. Responding in full, Tim wrapped his arms around her, solidly grasping her firm ass with both paws and pushing his tongue past hers, exploring her maw.
Releasing him from her grip, she broke the kiss and went for his belt, dropping his jeans to the floor a few seconds later, his boxers didn't last much longer, releasing his now rock hard erection. She licked her lips, eyes wide with lust as she dropped to her knees. She gave him a slow lick from the base up to the tip, before sinking as much of it in her muzzle as possible, using her tongue to massage its underside.
A pleasure filled groan rumbled from Tim's chest at the treatment. Pulling her maw back until just the very tip of Tim's cock remained inside, Steph deftly flicked it with her tongue before sinking back down over it, the head nearly tickling the back of her throat. She worked herself into a rhythm, occasionally running his cockhead against the washboard surfaced roof of her mouth. Tim laid his head back against the wall, starting to pant heavily, trying his hardest to hold back. The smell of Steph's arousal quickly filling the tiny room, combined with her expert muzzle work proved to be quite the challenge to Tim, who found himself practically squirming, trying to keep a grip on his sanity. Reaching up, Steph wrapped one of her paws around the base of his cock, massaging the spot just behind his slowly growing knot. Just minutes later, feeling his control all but completely falling away, he groaned deeply, involuntarily bucking his hips as he came.
Steph's eyes widened as she felt his cock swell slightly less than a second before the first of five ropes of Tim's salty, thick seed landed on the back of her tongue. With each buck of Tim's hips, his full knot bumped against the sides of Steph's maw. His softening tool involuntarily twitched when she pulled herself off of him a minute later, sending a light shot of cum to land right across her muzzle. Looking right up at him, she smiled devilishly before swallowing his load.
The musky smell of Tim's cum that rolled out of Steph's mouth with every breath she exhaled was having no small effect on her arousal, the hot, damp feeling flooding her nether regions spiking ten-fold. Pulling herself up, she forcefully whispered to Tim, "On your knees, it's my turn".
Obliging her orders, Tim got down to his knees, reversing position to give Steph the wall. By the time he was down, she had her jeans and panties around her ankles. Looking up at her face, eyes locked on hers, he teased her by slowly licking his lips. Her rebuttal was to shove his nose against her sopping wet pussy. Grabbing her hips to steady himself, Tim gave her a slow, teasing lick across her needy sex, causing a pleasured whine to slip from her muzzle.
The scent of Steph's arousal flooding Tim's nose pushed his own through the roof, his member soon stiffening to its thick, full six throbbing inches. Mashing his nose into her clit, he pushed his tongue through her folds, seeking entrance to her feminine treasure.
Between the tongue lapping at her dripping pussy and the nose grating across her extremely sensitive nub, Steph was reduced to a trembling mess; Tim was doing a damn good job of keeping her on the razor's edge of almost cumming. She absolutely loved it. Within five minutes, she was about one hard wish away when Tim pulled away, before looking up to her with a grin that was nothing short of evil. Steph growled semi playfully in return.
Fully intending to finish her off, he dove back in a mere second later. Ever so lightly, he took her clitoris between his jaws, softly nibbling upon it, his tongue occasionally flicking it in a not so soft fashion. This intense treatment sent her simply flying over the edge within thirty seconds. With a series of relatively quiet, high pitched whines, she came, hard, her twitching sex drooling some of its juices onto the floor. Her whole body shook, lightly knocking Tim back.
Giving her a minute to recover, Tim pulled himself off his knees and steadied himself, placing his hands on the wall on each side of her shoulders. Pressing her lips to his, Steph left a light kiss on Tim's. The Border collie responded with a kiss of his own, this time much less light, his tongue fought for entrance to her maw. The vixen yielded, her muzzle locking with his, her tongue reaching out for his. Her arms reached around his neck, pulling him into the kiss. The two held it until they had to split for a quick breath of air, almost a minute later.
Steph could feel Tim's rock solid cock firmly pushing against her creamy belly fur. The collie slid his paws down to her butt, quickly picking the vixen up, causing her to yelp in surprise. She almost instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. Taking one paw off her rump, Tim positioned his rod under her waiting sex. His other paw slowly let her down, his member oh-so-slowly parting her slickened folds.
Steph cried out in pleasure, feeling herself slowly being impaled on Tim's shaft. Feeling his knees trembling, Tim automatically reached for the wall behind Steph, accidentally dropping her in the process, not that she fell far, only down the last four inches of Tim's cock, effectively hilting the hot flesh within hers. She pulled herself up tight against him, pushing her ample chest into his.
Tim held his breath, trying to hold back, his cock still sensitive after the mind blowing oral he had received just minutes before. It took all his willpower to not simply blow his load right then. Pinning her to the wall, Tim was able to pull out but a few inches, only to ram himself home a second later. He wasted no time getting into a rhythm of short, hard thrusts.
Both of their minds melted into little more than pools of pure nirvana, the only thing registering being the white hot pleasure each felt, the fire stoked by each thrust, twitch of muscle and pleasure filled whine, whimper and moan.
Steph's conscious mind barely registered her hips gyrating in their own rhythm, rolling to try and meet Tim's thrusts. Likewise Tim completely failed to notice her warm juices slowly drooling onto his sac, dripping onto the floor below.
Feeling her muscle throbbing more intensely on his shaft, something clicked into place into Tim's mind, telling him to step it up. Giving his all, the collie drove it home with everything he was worth, his slowly expanding knot starting to pop a bit as it was shoved in and out of Steph's tunnel.
Hazily coming to for just a second before her orgasm hit, Steph growled forcefully into Tim's ear, "Tie me you dog, make me your bitch!"
Tim latched onto her throat, growling throatily in the process, asserting dominance, his teeth just leaving marks easily hidden under fur. Hammering away with reckless abandon, he slammed his expanding knot into the vixen at the last moment, the baseball sized lump of meat effectively locking them together.
The effect of being completely filled in just the right way sent Steph crashing over the edge, her pussy contracting around Tim's member tightly, trying to milk him for what her sex drive lusted for. The pressure on his sensitive, full knot was simply too much for Tim. Bucking wildly, he came, harder than he could remember doing in a long while, sending four creamy ropes of his potent seed to the vixen's womb.
The two slowly came down from the lust induced euphoric high they were riding, leaving them panting hard, sweaty and reeking of sex. Steph, trying to catch her breath, spoke first, "You're...amazing".
"Ought to have me when I'm fully awake" Tim grinned widely.
"Is that an invitation?"
"Maybe" the collie winked.
Pulling his head to hers, Steph locked onto Tim's muzzle kissing him deeply. Rolling her hips slightly, she felt his ramrod move slightly within. Tim felt it, too, groaning deeply into the kiss. Moments before the two broke the kiss, they heard the sound of someone unlocking the door from other side.
"Busted" Tim whispered, breaking the kiss.
"Oops" Steph whispered in return, a small grin formed on her muzzle.
A second later, the door was pulled open quite harshly, exposing the two lovers.