FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

To say that Samantha was nervous would've been a great understatement. The skunk shifted nervously on the couch as she looked around. The office was fairly plain, a few plants scattered around, a counter with some drinks, a nice desk, and the leather couch she was perched on. Her eyes darted around the room, always returning to the guy that was sitting behind the desk. The mongoose male was handsome to say the least. His pelt had a lovely shine to it and he was dressed in some very nice clothes. He was sitting in profile to her, talking rapidly into his phone, as he had been for a couple minutes now.

He hung up the phone and swiveled towards her with a charming smile. "Sorry about that, Miss?" Samantha played with the hem of her skirt, "Samantha, Samantha King. And it's alright." She flashed him a quick smile and reached up to brush a strand of hair out of her face. Perfect teeth flashed with his charming smile. "So, I take it that you saw our ad?" The insides of her ears flushed as she nodded, "I wouldn't do anything like this normally, but..." she trailed off, her ears pinning back as she coughed. Another perfect smile. "Don't worry, times are tough and everyone needs a little extra money." He looked at the papers on his desk. "I see you've been tested, that's wonderful." She shuffled nervously on the couch, "Are these... I mean is everyone..." He nodded as he stuck the papers back into a file. "Everything is perfectly safe, you don't have to worry about that." The mongoose smiled and nodded towards her, "Would you mind taking off your clothes?"

Samantha started a little, her fur bristling slightly. "M-my clothes?" Her ears folded back a little as she kneaded the edge of the couch, "You haven't even told me your name yet." His voice was smooth, overflowing with charm; "Joe. And yes Ms. King, if I'm going to cast you, I need to see how you look without them on."

She hesitated for a moment, fingers playing over the edge of her blouse. With a fairly nervous, resigned sigh, the skunk rose to her feet and unbuttoned her top. Joe churred softly as the female's silky fur was revealed. Her belly was a creamy white, flanked by a beautiful sable that covered most of her body. A blush colored her cheeks and ears with a rosy hue as she slid the top off and put it aside. Her lovely breasts were cupped in a lacy bra. Her eyes flicked from the mongoose over to the camera that was perched behind him. The red light flashed at her, silently recording everything. Judging her. Her cheeks burned hotter as she worked her bra off, letting her breasts swing free of their containment.

The agent sat up a little higher as the bra came off, his attention drawn to her nipples. The pink flesh stood out against her pale fur, just starting to stiffen at the cool office air. She bit her bottom lip as she let the bra join her top. Here she was, answering an ad from a website, stripping in front of a stranger, as he recorded the whole thing. Part of her couldn't believe that she was doing this. But another part reminded her that she needed some money, especially in times like this. Then there was some little voice whispering into her ear, encouraging her to go on, talking to her about how she was enjoying it.

It was right, too.

By the time her fingers went to her dress, she was starting to pant just a little. Her eyes narrowed as her chest heaved, fingers unzipping the skirt and letting the fabric hiss down her thighs. The skirt joined the rest of her clothes. Before her fingers could do more than brush the hem of her panties, the male stopped her with a hand motion. Samantha looked at him through her lashes as he rose from behind the desk. She didn't miss that he had to adjust his pants as he stood, reaching for a second camcorder. He approached her easily and made a slow circle around her. Her cheeks burned hotter as she unconsciously held herself a bit straighter. Her bushy tail tucked against her spine as she nudged her rear out a bit more. She was always conscious about her weight, never having been the sleekest of females. Right now, she was all too aware of just how un-model-like she really was.

"Beautiful."

Her ears lifted, "Wh-what?" Joe came around her slowly, panning the camera up and down her body. "You are very beautiful," he purred. She flushed as he came around her front and looked into her eyes with a smile. Did he really mean it? Or was he just trying to butter her up? Why would he try to butter her up, considering what she'd come here for. Those and a thousand other thoughts raced around her mind as they stood there. Samantha was all-too aware of his warmth, standing this close to him. Her nostrils filled with his musky scent as she began to breath faster. Then he touched her.

His fingers brushed over her breast, finger seeking out her nipple. The flesh rose quickly against his touch, rising to a peak with only a little coaxing. Samantha's eyes grew wider as he lowered his head and took her teat into his mouth, sucking on it for a second. Her eyes rolled back as her lips trembled with a moan. Joe's tongue flicked over her flesh before his sharp teeth pricked at her for a second. She trembled against him as he wrapped one arm around her, pressing the camera into her back. His touch sent ripples of joy through her as she just about melted back into it. It felt so good that she almost forgot he had two hands. Something which he promptly reminded her of.

"Oh God," she breathed out as his fingers brushed over her panties.

Joe chuckled softly at her as his attention swapped to her other breast. His fingers slipped into her panties and rubbed against the soft fur surrounding her pussy. She gasped again, hands grabbing onto his arms as her thighs shook. The lanky male stood up, breathing into her ear as his fingers worked against her. "So wet already, I wonder how you're going to be later." She would've answered, but she was too busy rolling her hips into his hand. He played with her for a few seconds before pulling away. She whimpered at the loss of his touch, but fell silent when she felt him tugging her underwear down. A wiggle of her hips sent the cloth sliding down her legs.

Samantha stood there for a moment, panting, as he stepped away and smiled at her. "I'd say it's my turn now, wouldn't you?" Her blush flared back up as she looked at him for a second before nodding quickly. She was nervous, her hands trembling, as she knelt in front of him and opened his pants. The mongoose didn't have any underwear on, so his cock leapt out at her as soon as she had his zipper down. Her eyes narrowed as she breathed in his heavy scent, forgetting about his belt for the moment as she leaned in to nuzzle his tip.

With her cheeks burning so hot, she was certain it was going to curl her hair, she took his cock into her mouth. He was clean, his length tasting only faintly of sweat. Out of all the times she'd had sex, she'd definitely given more head than she did allow someone between her legs. Not that she did either too often. Joe was certainly the cleanest guy she'd ever blown before. She just shut her eyes and pushed down, taking in several inches. Her reward was a breathy moan and his hand running through her hair, encouraging her to go on. The blush faded as she worked over him, driven by her budding lusts. Pushing her tongue against him, she pinned his cock against the roof of her mouth. It was only a couple seconds before some precum oozed onto her tongue. Strong, salty, and delicious.

His hand moved from her head to his pants, managing to get them open the rest of the way while only using one hand. She glanced up as his belt brushed over her head and felt her blush returning full force. He was leaning back with his eyes mostly closed, but his camera was aimed right at her. Her embarrassment flashed through her body, but it was quickly replaced by something else. Samantha took a breath and drove her head down, suppressing her gag reflex as she buried her nose into his groin. Then, looking right up into the camera, she pulled back slowly. When his tip was about to pop free, she let her teeth hook against it for just a second before drawing away. She flushed with pride as his knees buckled for just an instant.

Before she could go back to work, he stopped her with a hand. "That's good for now, why don't you go bend over the arm rest?" She nodded and tried to stand up as gracefully as she could. Turning her back, she added an extra bump to her steps as she sashayed over to the couch. She did her level best to keep her attention off him as she bent over the tall arm rest. It was high enough and wide enough to support her as she leaned over it. Either Joe was much faster at stripping than she was, or she took a longer time to walk over. Almost as soon as her tail swung up and against her back, he was there.

Her nervous tremor returned as he moved in behind her. His cock tip nudged her pussy, sliding up and down it as he groaned. The mongoose wasn't going to waste any time either. Just a couple nudges and he pushed in smoothly. Grabbing onto the armrest, she pushed back, rolling her hips towards him. Joe breathed out a moan as her body gladly took him in. With his camera aimed at the action from above, and the other watching from a distance, they started the main attraction.

Within seconds, their hips were smacking dully against each other, both parties starting to pant. Samantha closed her eyes tight, her cheeks flushed. She'd known this man for less than an hour, and he was fucking her like a slut, without even using a condom! Grabbing onto the couch, she held onto it as if it were her last lifeline. The smack of his balls against her body, the way his lithe body twisted around behind her, it was something entirely alien to the female. His cock wasn't that thick, she'd had bigger, but it was a nice length. It was the way he used it though. Between his earlier finger play, and what he was doing now, it wouldn't take the male long before...

"OH YES!"

Lights exploded behind the skunk's eyes as her body shook under him. She was distantly aware of him pulling out and moving behind her, probably taping her climax. Her mind swam with the pleasure of it, driving her to whimper at the vacant feeling inside of her. Her hips pushed back towards him, drawing a little laugh from the male. The camera was set aside for the moment as he guided her down. She let herself be pushed up onto the couch, the sleeker male sliding in behind her.

He positioned himself so that his body was pinning her tail without hurting it. One of his hands lifted her leg up against her side, baring her slit for him. That cock went right back into her hole and slipped home. His moan was louder this time as he got into position. Bracing his feet against the armrest, he gave her something new to love.

The agile male started pounding her with short, rapid thrusts, making her voice rise in panted cries within mere seconds. She quickly lost herself to him, pushing back against those machine gun thrusts. Her leg was pushed higher as his hand came up to grab her breast, squeezing it. Samantha leaned back into his chest, squealing and uttering meaningless words to him. He was pounding her faster and faster, his hips a blur against hers. He was like a machine, just hammering her without showing any signs of slowing or stopping. His lips brushed her cheek in a kiss and she found her head twisting around to meet him. Their muzzles locked together after just a second, tongues sliding out to wrestle with one another. His hot breath washed over her as he held her tight. She felt him shiver and then, he just stopped.

For several seconds, he did nothing but hold himself against her. In her lust-hazed state, it took a bit longer than it should have for the penny to drop. Just as it dawned on her what happened, he was pulling back. Samantha sat up and looked down with wide eyes, seeing the white mess that was leaking out of her pink lips. A tremor raced through her body as she whispered, "I'm not on the pill." Joe made a questioning noise as he slipped out from behind her, camera already in hand. Under his gentle touch, she laid on her back and shivered as she felt his cum leaking down across her rear. "I'm not on the pill," she repeated. He glanced at her and fiddled with the camera for a moment before smiling, "Don't worry. In this industry, most guys are safe." Joe held his smile for a moment until the skunk relaxed. They always bought that lie.