Heat
This is the first(and hopefully not last) story by me, Cordial. Obviously, there's lots of fucking, and if you don't like fucking, first I should ask you why you're here, then remind you not to read this if you are a minor. Thank you. Comments will reach me faster, if you P #mail them to me, Cordial, on Tapestries.
To Cordial, it was just another slow evening, like many others, the mouse watching her friends on the dance floor from the bar. Cordial liked to dance, but she did not have the energy to dance ceaselessly for many hours like her friends. So, she would take long breaks at the bar, drinking red-bull and vodka to give her the necessary energy to dance, and to sufficiently lower her inhibitions enough that she'd want to. Downing her third and a glass of water, she was getting ready to get back onto the floor, when out in the corner someone caught her eye.
He was a sight for sore eyes, a slender yet toned rat fellow, a solid black pelt contrasted by piercing topaz eyes. He was barely dressed, wearing an oversized denim jacket and no shirt to go with it, and also a pair of tight black denim cutoffs. His boots were the most wicked affair, made of black PVC with an abundance of chromed clasps and buckles. This rat wasn't here to dance, which disappointed Cordial, but she couldn't help but go up to him to speak. It was rare for her to see other rodents at all, let alone such a handsome one as this. Before she could say a word, he took her hand in his, and deposited a small, pink, heart-shaped pill in it.
"What's this?" Cordial asked, biting her lip thoughtfully. Of course she had a pretty good idea of what it was already.
"Relax, I took one ten minutes ago," says the rat without introduction, "Normally they're twenty a hit, but for you, that one's free." She made an effort to thrust the pill back into his paw, but he was already walking away, evidently out to sell a few more.
"Take it," he assured her. "You'll like it." Cordial pocketed the pill and sat down, assuming she'd be in for a long night. Her friends would likely take it, and leave the dance floor even later. She could see the rat handing the pill to a couple chosen few, knowing that soon, others would come looking for him for the same drug. Soon he sat down beside Cordial at the bar, and bought two bottles of water, and slid one across to her.
"I don't want it," she told him at last, "It's not that I'm straight-edge or anything, I just really couldn't handle it right now. I want to get fucked, I don't want to dance all night." She swallowed as that left her lips, now the bartender and the rat laughing.
"That's not what you think it is," the rat assured her again. He peered over at the bartender, and then back at her. "I'm handing it out in a dance club, but the owner of this place also owns the fetish club next door. It's called heat, and pretty soon, everyone's going to be looking to fuck the nearest living thing. The club's a little slow right now, and so the owner's offered me 30% of the cover charge on everyone that shows up over there."
Cordial swallowed and opened the water bottle. Off in the distance, she could see furs already acting a little odd. The dancing had certainly taken a turn for the touchy-feely, not unlike a room full of people on ecstasy, but the touch was far, far more lewd in nature. She swallowed the pill, which was strawberry-flavored for the brief period it touched her tongue.
"Now what?" she asked the rat as more patrons started hitting him up for pills.
"Now.. You wait until I hook these people up, and I'll get a room over at the other place." The rat busily handed out pills, while the bartender practically ignored what must certainly be a very illegal practice. It took several minutes for the crowd to clear, and by that time, Cordial was already feeling the effects of the drug. It came on as a mild rush of energy and euphoria, but there was a certain, aching need already building inside of her loins. To this effect, the drug, 'Heat', worsened an already dire condition.
Finally, the rat took Cordial's paw, and lead her along, out of the dance club and to the very next door, into some very different surroundings. The droning of loud and fast music was constant here as well, but it was even more impersonal, and with a certain sinister quality about it. Everything was black, and either leather, latex, or PVC. A regular procession had started already, from one club to the other, with the bouncers charging a premium for entry at the door. Cordial was ushered in for free by the rat, who hurried her off to a private room.
The room had seen a lot of use by others fucking in privacy, as opposed to the orgy that rapidly formed in the main room below, that Cordial could see through a large one-way window. The rat settled behind her, and slipped a paw under, to casually cup under her big, round ass.
"You're a big girl," he remarked quite casually. "It's so rare to see it anymore, but you've got a healthy figure. I like it." Cordial could only blush and thank him, now looking over his shoulder. Another rush of the drug's euphoria hit her, and she was soon breathing rapidly, and looking into his eyes as she peered over her shoulder. She was up against the one-way glass window, the sight of the orgy below her, and a very handsome, horny male behind her. Cordial found herself very suddenly pulling off the clothes she wore, baggy clothes suitable for dancing, not so much for showing off her figure.
Cordial had a pleasantly plump body, covered in white fur, save for a mane of scarlet curls that fell to either side of her pretty face. The extra pounds were carried mostly in her bust and in her rump, both swelling deliciously, but she also had what could be politely described as 'love handles'. She was not quite naked yet, heavy bosom held up by a red sports bra, and a thong panty riding up the crack of her big ass. The rat took this chance to slip the jacket off of his shoulders, and to unzip the fly of his denim cut-offs.
"I.. uh, I didn't get your name," mused Cordial to the rat as she gazed in awe and surprise at the throbbing ratcock that came to greet her sight. He was huge, probably already seven inches, and surely not quite fully erect yet.
"Royce. Yours?" said the male rodent. Cordial nibbled a little on her lower lip as she turned to face him, now grasping about the base in her paw. A rush ran through both of them, and left Cordial shivering.
"Andrea... But please, just call me Cordial," she uttered breathily. She soon found herself upon her knees, licking her lips delightedly, her muzzle inches from this immense and throbbing rat member. She started with a slow lick, from the base to the tip. Royce ran a paw through her headfur, and uttered a low groan. Another rush ran through their bodies, almost as if the drug's actions had synchronized. Cordial now stroked busily along his thick prick, lapping up from it's base and collecting a thick bead of pre-cum that had formed upon his tip. Royce smirked, and suddenly lightly grasped her headfur, pulling her mouth against his throbbing dick. She took it in with ease, and now sucked upon the tip, looking at him with a blush.
"You need this, don't you?" he remarked with amusement, "You'll have it very soon." Cordial now began to bob her head, pulling back only to let suction pull her muzzle down upon it again. When he bumped the back of her throat, to her surprise, she didn't gag, as if that reflex had disappeared.
"Good girl," remarked Royce as he glanced over his shoulder. The room had been left unlocked, and sure enough, Cordial's two friends were standing in the doorway of a wide-open playroom door, staring at their discovery. The drug dealer, balls-deep in their friend's muzzle.
"Oh my god! Cordial? There you are!" they said, now shivering and sure enough, pawing at one another. Royce held her head in place, and answered them.
"You know Cordial? Well, then, come on in and lock the door." The rat smirked and let go of her hair, so the mousette could pull back and address her friends.
"Jean? Amber? What are you doing here? Did you..?" Cordial looked to her friends in disbelief. Jean was the youngest of the three friends, a nineteen year old mouse who had barely managed to get into either club. Amber was a lynx point siamese, not much older. Cordial was the eldest of the three, and the one who usually got them into all of the clubs.
"Yeah.. And Amber took two," said Jean with a raised brow. They were still pawing at one another, one of Jean's slender paws slipping underneath Amber's shirt to fondle at a breast. Before now, they were all strictly platonic friends, even despite acknowledgment of certain bisexual tendancies. The two friends moved deeper into the room and sat down upon a couch, unable to keep their paws off of one another. Meanwhile, Royce grew impatient as a rush shook his body.
"Come on, let's get back to work," he said to the kneeling Cordial. "Let's get you out of your underwear. I want to see more." Cordial reluctantly unhooked her bra, and peeled the thong down her legs, leaving her naked. With Jean and Amber in a liplock on the couch, Amber climbed up onto a bed sheeted in latex, surely used by many others the very same night. Her breasts, D-cups or so, were capped with large pink nipples, hard and erect, and not just from the effects of the drug. As Cordial pried her legs apart, the rat caught a glimpse of scarlet curls, above a shaven, glistening mound, plump and promising. Royce smirked at this sight, and moved in nearer, so she could feel the heat rolling off of his prick.
"Umm.. Royce?" asked Cordial awkwardly, suddenly remembering something, "Do you have a condom?" This drew a giggle from the girls kissing in the corner, but Royce said simply,
"Don't worry about it." Cordial squirmed a little and nodded, looking to her friends now for some help. Another rush of euphoric energy took her over, and she groaned and shuddered upon the latex sheets. The rush only grew more intense, as suddenly the rat sank his thick meat into the searing twat of the mouse with a wet sound. He wasted little time, hip to hip with her in seconds, and soon gazing into her eyes as little shivers overtook them both. The worry had left Cordial now, who simply pleaded,
"Fuck me, fuck me.." The rat began to plunge his hips, corded muscle working to sink that glistening member deep in and out of her slit.
Jean and Amber broke apart long enough to dig curiously about the room to find it stocked with all manner of complementary items for guests. A minifridge stored post-coital snacks, juice, and bottled water, and also, lube kept torturously cold. Various drawers and cupboards stored all manner of devices. Jean erupted into a series of giggles upon finding a drawer full of condoms. Soon, a couple still wrapped, not even broken apart yet, were thrown onto Cordial's belly. Cordial could hear her two friends shuffling as they undressed hurriedly, themselves, nakedly kissing against the bed. She looked up into the rat's eyes as he plowed into her, now lacing her arms around his shoulders and kissing him fiercely.
Cordial's toes curled suddenly as she felt the unfamiliar sensation of the male coming inside of her. He plunged deep, and with a groan, began to buck furiously, as heated ropes of semen splattered against her insides. It didn't take the mouse long to lose herself, amidst a rush of euphoria from the drug. This was the first time she'd had sex without a condom, and with a stranger at that. This thought bothered her, but she didn't have much time for regret, as, as soon as their orgasms faded, the rat pulled himself free from her, the mouse's snatch dripping wetly and nastily with the rat's seed.
"Fuck.." she whimpered. She barely knew this guy for an hour and he had just come into her. She expected it to all be over now, but she looked down to find him still very hard and very erect, and smirking.
"No, that's not it.. I've still a few in me. Why don't you wrap those pretty little lips around my cock?" Cordial got up, the condoms falling to the floor as she did, which startled her, after having finally noticed them.
"They weren't nescessary," he said as she sank down to the floor, his musky, glistening cock inches from her mouth again. She could smell herself on him, and she could feel gobs of his semen trickling down and out of her, matting the fur of her thighs, and making a nasty puddle on the floor under her. Cordial reluctantly sunk her mouth about him again, tasting sex strongly, her own, and also an abundance of his semen. Royce groaned and ran fingers through her hair.
"What would it take for you to let me fuck that big, fat ass of yours?" asked Royce bravely, gazing down at the mouse who busily cleaned his dick of any remaining fluids.
"If she won't let you do it, I will!" called Amber with a giggle, while taking a breather from the heavy, heavy petting on the bed. Defeated, Cordial nodded her head.
"We can do that.."
Cordial soon found herself climbing up to her feet again, still dripping his fluids from between her legs. The drug still had a lot of it's potency, and was rapidly wearing away at the inhibition of her two friends. Jean broke from the other to furiously kiss Cordial, and slip a paw between her thighs. The kiss and fondle distracted Cordial as Royce pulled away to take a pillow-pack of lube from one of the drawers. Cordial's ears shuddered as he opened it and squirted the thin liquid under her tail, a finger slowly urging it's way up into her bowels, while meanwhile, the other mouse's fingers pushed up into Cordial's cunt. In the corner, Amber had slipped a paw between her thighs to masturbate.
As Jean pulled her paw free from Cordial's crotch, and her mouth from the other girl's, she smirked and brought those messy fingers to her mouth and sucked them clean. Cordial looked on in disbelief, recalling a phone conversation where her friend had mentioned refusing to even go down on a guy. The drug shook Cordial again, and soon, Jean as well, as they embraced one another.
"Get under Cordial, and you can taste her as much as you want," remarked Royce with a smirk. Cordial could hardly believe as her friend pulled away and laid back upon the bed, but soon found herself straddling Jean's head. Meanwhile, Royce had a second finger in her tight, virgin ass, and was twisting them as he squeezed the last of the lube off into her.
"That's a good girl," said Royce as he popped his fingers free and nudged Cordial down so that her freshly-fucked slit dangled temptingly before her drugged friend's mouth.
Cordial uttered a cry as she was assaulted from both angles, a tongue upon her clit, and Royce's member pushing into her backdoor. The rush was overpowering, shaking her body and sending her instantly into climax just as Royce's cockhead had worked it's way into her, and Jean's lips had sealed themselves around her clit. A paw slipped behind Cordial's head and pulled her down, the mouse soon finding her muzzle in her nineteen-year-old friend's snatch. She licked and lapped obediently, while Amber looked on quietly and masturbated, finding no way to get in on the action.
It was surprisingly easy for Royce to get into the tight embrace of Cordial's bowels, soon the rat's hips bumping her plush and full asscheeks. He couldn't help but dig his fingers into those fat buttocks as he pulled back his hips and plunged in hard. This sudden push forced a thick trickle of rat semen from the girl's insides to be licked up by Jean. They were all overcome by the rush of the drug, while Amber rooted around in the drawers and cabinets for something to amuse herself with.
Cordial's first taste of another girl's pussy was a curious one, but she was enjoying it, to say the least. She slipped a paw around underneath one of Jean's thighs and plunged two of her fingers into the girl's needy slit, while her lips and tongue worked the clitnub of the younger mouse beneath her.
Jean had more than just a mouthful, she had quite the eyeful of her best friend's asshole getting filled by, possibly, the biggest dick she'd seen in person. It slapped lewdly just above her nose as she ate her friend out, Cordial's insides now clear of the rat's semen, but plenty of the thin fuckslime of the female still flavoring her shaven folds. Each thrust from Royce would elicit a cry from Cordial that felt divine against Jean's crotch, and Cordial's insides would also tense so delightedly about Jean's tongue as she kissed her friend in the most intimate way imaginable.
It didn't take long for the three to be overcome with the rapture of orgasm again. Cordial lost herself first, tensing about Royce's cock like a vice, which set him off, spilling another thick load into the bowels of the mouse. That sight of Royce's balls tightening, and his cock pulsing to eject more of that thick, erotic confection helped to tempt Jean to her own climax, treating Cordial to a taste of girl-cum. As they all laid there in a big, quivering pile, there came a sound that rose above the heavy panting and breathing. The snap and click of a camera's shutter, accompanied by a flash. Amber had found a polaroid, and snapped a picture at the exact right moment. The shaky feline held in her hands the perfect sort of blackmail material, and several more shots were taken, as Royce pulled out of the gaping ass of the mouse, thick gobs of cum leaking out. Cordial was too out of it to notice, even still. It took her, and Jean, several minutes to recover, after the pictures had already been tucked away safely in the rat's jacket in exchange for several more hits of that delightful concoction known as 'Lust'. Royce left in a hurry, and Amber sat down next to her two panting, dazed friends.
"He says he'll call you, Cordial," said Amber. "Hope you don't mind that I gave him your work phone number." The lynx-point Siamese grinned at the two mice.
"I have a new reason to call you Cordial," said Jean, panting even still, and blushing.
Cordial insisted from then on that her friends call her by her real name, Andrea, but the nickname had stuck.