Just Another Club Story
#1 of One Shots
Just Another Club Story
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"Get your game face on. She's not even gonna look at you if you don't give her a reason to."
The cougar adjusted his shirt. It was expensive, and fashionably loose-he wasn't in the richest part of the city, and he had to mix fanciness with that cool, thrown-on look in order to maximize his chances.
Smoggy, humid air washed over him as the lights changed, and cars drove by. He was very close to his destination... but more importantly, he was very close to the female inside of it.
He went to the same school as she did. They had no classes together. But every day, he saw her. And every day, he had to bite his tongue to prevent himself from saying something stupid.
"The fuck makes me think that she'll want to get into a relationship with me? One, she doesn't know me, two, I'm a virgin... and three, that's not how she treats guys."
It was true. He wasnz't an antisocial guy, he hung out at clubs, went to parties, had some friends... but she made him look like a hermit. Every Friday, she'd see her at this particular club, dancing with a different guy each time. And every Friday, she'd take her dancing partner to the back of the club, to the darkened, private booths... and they'd become partners of another sort.
"Only guys are supposed to play like that," that though made him grin.
The cougar paused at the door, taking a few breaths to calm himself. He straightened his shirt one final time, and fixed a confident smile, almost a smirk on his face, as if he knew what was going to happen.
Which he didn't.
"She might just laugh at me..." he thought, but closed his eyes tightly, then threw the door open.
The Pikachu was dancing alone for the moment, her nicely rounded breasts nicely supported by her tight, sheer shirt that didn't quite reach to the top of her equally tight jeans. A pair of white K-Swiss sneakers completed the look, sending a very clear message to anyone that looked at her: try, if you dare.
She arched her back, dipping her rear down to the floor, giving it a vigorous shake before she stood, sliding her hair and long, floppy ears into place. Her hair was blond, and just a shade lighter than her tanned skin; the black tips on her ears doing nothing to draw attention away from her lithe, but very attractive form.
"Yo," said a voice, accompanied with a paw on her shoulder from behind of her.
"Want to dance?"
She looked the cougar up and down. He was a bit skinnier that most guys seemed to be, but his not-quite baggy shirt bared his forearms, showing the sinewy muscle that laced across his frame.
Just the way she liked them.
"Sure..." she said in a sensual, sultry voice before pulling him, by the paw, to the middle of the dance floor.
"Okay... this might be working..." he thought, grinning to himself as he slid into place, behind her.
The club wasn't quite packed yet, so the couple had plenty of room to maneuver. Though, to be fair, she was the one that was doing the maneuvering.
The Pikachu teased him for a moment, gyrating her hips just a few inches from his lap. Though he would much rather place his paws on her shoulders, and run them down her sides, looking her in the eyes... the cougar knew his place. He kept his gaze pointedly down at her rump, allowing himself a pleasured grin, and perhaps a purr now and then.
She looked over her shoulder at his face, leaning over and shaking her rump up and down as she put her hands on her knees, and giggled for a second. He was hers for the night, that, she knew already.
So she danced closer, closer, and closer still. Understanding her intent, the cougar lowered his paws, placing them just inches from her hips, then slowly touching her, sliding his paws into place on her love handles.
Of course, he didn't pull her into him. That might send her the message that he was some sort of overly-dominant male-which he was not. The cougar adjusted himself, slightly, bringing himself closer to her, though she knew that if she wanted things to get a little... more interesting... she'd have to be the catalyst.
And making things interesting is exactly what she'd come to the club to do.
She suddenly pressed herself onto him, lowering her rump and then pressing it upwards on his lap, causing the cougar to purr for a second, a gesture that she didn't miss.
"You're kinda sweet," she said, arching her back and leaning to wrap her arms around his neck, his cool, dark eyes meeting her brown pupils.
The cougar barely held himself back from kissing her... that would earn him little more than a cold slap across the face. She wasn't here for relationships, he'd come to know that over the months. And if he wanted to start a relationship with her... well, he'd have to play his cards right.
And very, very, carefully.
"What can I say," he grinned, showing her his sharp, protective fangs, "that's just how I am...."
The cougar then leaned in and nibbled at her ear, making her certain that she was just like every other guy in the world. Sex-crazed.
Which, to her, was no problem at all.
"Ooh..." she giggled, then turned her head away, "wait a little for that, babe. I want to enjoy this..." she said, then bent right over, grabbing the back of his thighs and pulling him into her.
That was a technique she often used. It allowed her to test the girth of her potential partners, without having to take things too far. She'd had to turn down males more than once because she could tell that they were too small... but the stiffness that nestled itself right against her said that he was rather well endowed.
"Mmm..." she let out a teasing moan, before she planted her paws on his, and ran them over her smooth belly, cupping them around her breasts, sensing his sharp intake of air easily; this was a liberty she didn't let all males take.
"Do I gotta wait much more now?" she heard him growl huskily into her ear, giving her chest a brief squeeze.
"Just a little, babe..." she murred back, straightening up slightly, but not so much that he was anything besides all over her.
She then wriggled her hips from side to side, testing just how much he would take before begging her for more... she always did like to be the one in charge.
The cougar complimented himself with some distant part of his mind, he could see that she was treating him differently, at least. But the battle was far from sever, so he let none of it show on his face, should she lean back to look at him again.
He pressed his own hips forward, rubbing the tent in his pants against her, causing her to give another soft giggle of delight. His paws gave her breasts another brief, teasing squeeze, and together, they both leaned over, and, following instinct, he bucked his hips just a little-
"Waiting time over, babe..." the Pikachu said, giving her rump one last wiggle, and managing to detach herself from him with practiced ease.
"A'right..." he smirked, allowing her to lead him to the back again.
This time, he really did give a contented smile.
Bad decision.
She turned around, and froze, her expression darkening.
He too stopped, but then realized that all was not lost yet.
"Wassup?" he demanded, tilting his head to the side, "changed your mind?" his lips twisted into just the hint of a snarl, which was just about the opposite of the expression he wanted to show her.
"Nah, just thought I saw... never mind," she giggled, and took his paw in hers again, leading him further on.
"'Swhat I thought," he said, giving her ass a smack, but not a squeeze... she wanted an assertive male, not a domineering one.
Though in the privateness of the booth, who knew what would happen? The cougar could guess... and his member twitched with anticipation as she led him in.
The Pikachu pulled the cougar in; not a hard task at all, since he was following eagerly. She placed a single finger at his lips, asking for silence without words as she closed, then locked the door.
That gave him enough time to look around. The place was dark, yes, but his feline eyes were adapted to that. He wondered if she could see that well... well, if his plan succeeded, then he'd be able to ask her.
The booth had a bed, and that's about it. It wasn't a fancy bed, but it was soft; probably worn out from endless usage by God knew how many couples. And the cougar would be the next.
With that thought, he looked towards the Pikachu, and so he had some time to prepare himself for the way she launched himself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist as she kissed him deeply.
She was definitely the dominant one in the booth, that much he knew already.
The cougar reeled back from the power of her kiss, holding her to him tightly while she pulled his maw into hers. It wasn't long at all before he was laying on the bed, with the Pikachu on top of him, their tongues wrestling each another.
Her tongue was in his mouth, and vice versa. Eventually, she backed off, a long strand of saliva still connecting them.
"Mmm..." she murred, giving her hips a wiggle, causing his member to throb in excitement, painfully tight in his pants, pressed down on by his partner, "you taste good..."
She moved in for another deep kiss, and took his tongue in her teeth, pulled it up and out of his mouth, nipping on it, her eyes never leaving his.
The cougar was purring loudly by now, and he moved his paws from her back to her rump as she backed away again.
"You're good..." he said, watching her slide down playfully, rubbing her breasts against his chest, then stomach, then crotch, "real good..."
"Shut up," she said, managing to sound both playful and poisonous at once, as she nuzzled his crotch, licking his pants a little, just to see him squirm with excitement.
The cougar did so, knowing that he'd flirted with the limit just then. She wanted to be dominant, but she didn't want a mushy-gushy wishy-washy male for a partner, either.
So he placed a commanding paw behind her head, stroking it through her long, soft, wavy hair for a moment before holding it still.
"I always liked guys that aren't wusses," she grinned, unbuckling his pants easily, then sliding them down, perhaps giving his rump a squeeze as she did so.
"Then you'll love me," he said, seeing the opportunity to gain himself a few points, so to speak, and then reached down to pull off her shirt, revealing her jiggling, nude breasts.
It was a calculated risk. If she decided that he wasn't submissive enough, in comparison to her dominance, their night together would end prematurely. However, if she saw him as less of a wuss than most of the males she took to the bed were... she would have the best sex of her life today.
"Mmm, adventurous, aren't you, little kitty?" she said, taking her breasts into her paws, and rubbing them against one another for a moment, to make him as hard as possible before she really started to get things going.
"Yo, chill with the kitty shit," he grinned, causing her to laugh softly for a moment before she placed her paws at his hips as he sat up to watch her pull his boxers down.
"Not bad, not bad," the Pikachu said as his eight inch member flopped out.
She'd had bigger cocks, and she'd had smaller ones as well. She could certainly work with him... but the question was if he'd be up to the challenged, the Pikachu was never satisfied by one ejaculation.
The cougar couldn't really respond to that, so he just looked at her meaningfully, and shifted his hips a little, so that his member danced in front of her eyes.
She got the message, and, with a grin, took him into one paw, rubbing his thigh with the other, and started to paw him off to make him as hard as possible before she really started.
The cougar murred in pleasure, but didn't straight-up moan, yet. Good-he could stay strong for some time, at least. The Pikachu eased up after a moment, satisfied that the now throbbing, rock-like member in her paw was at the peak of its ability to pleasure her.
It was only then that she leaned in, rubbing him against her lips for a moment, as if she was kissing the head of his cock before opening her maw, sticking out her tongue and giving her a single, long lick from base to tip.
"Mmrr..." the cougar said, stroking her cheek with his free paw, causing her eyes to flash dangerously at him-
But she brushed it off, as his paw traveled down to lustily grope at her nude breast. However, she nudged it away, gently, but firmly as she started to move her tongue in circles around the head of his member.
Her eyes were not focused on his, she was focused solely on the task at hand. The cougar, on the other hand, found his gaze shifting constantly from the action going on at her maw to the more serene beauty of her eyes. She might have been here just for sex, but he'd planned this out for some time now... and his goals were not so simple.
Some part of his mind thought back to the first time he saw her... the cougar quickly shook his head, yanking himself back to the moment at hand, completely. He murred loudly as she started to go lower, licking him in circles, and started to bob her head up and down.
Her paw moved up and down, encircled around his member as she glanced up at him every now and again. She was impressed-by now, most males would have came, and be done for the night. But he seemed to be more of a challenge...
And so she started to move a little faster, hearing him grunt, and groan, smiling to herself... he might be a little harder to pleasure, but still, no man was beyond her capability. The Pikachu started to swivel her head a little, then suddenly took a break from pawing him, and merely swirled his member around inside of her warm, wet, soft maw.
The male panted, and and a dribble of pre-cum leaked from his member, quickly lapped up by the Pikachu. She grinned, leaning away from him for the moment, pawing him off a little.
"You taste so good...." she murred, and held out her tongue, flapping the head of his member against its tip for a moment before taking him in a little deeper, causing the cougar to grasp at the bedsheets.
"I'm... cumming soon..." he panted, bucking his hips a little.
She merely closed her eyes, and swirled him around in her maw for another moment, before sucking on him quickly now, plainly wanting him to cum.
The Pikachu then backed off for a little longer, and pawed him off hard, holding the tup of her tongue against his member's head, looking up at him with barely opened eyes...
The cougar groaned, louder and louder, then felt his member spray its seed out-
She saw it coming, and none of his cum was wasted on her face or breasts. She took him into her mouth all the way, down to the base; her lips meeting his groin. Her eyes closed tightly, and she thrusted her maw down hard, actually moving it very little, to prolong his climax.
The cougar moaned as he felt his cock discharge right down her throat. She shook her maw from side to side and murred, vibrating his member, causing him to purr slightly even as the last drops of semen slid into her.
"Mmm..." she said, backing off of his still-hard cock with pleasure, licking her lips for effect, "tasty..."
His face took on a reddish tinge invisible in the darkness of the booth, and merely ran a paw through her hair, while she jiggled her breasts in front of him, brushing them over his member to stimulate him again. So, mere seconds later, he spoke.
"A'right... I'm ready.." he said, then chuckled a little, "you into doggy?"
It was a wild guess, a shot in the dark. But it paid off.
"Actually, yeah," she said conversationally, standing up and crawling onto the bed, laving her pants on, "so come on," she giggled, looking over her shoulder at him.
"Damn, calm down..." he grinned as he too stood, and positioned himself behind her.
He clapped his paws onto her ass, and rubbed it for a second, pushing it; knowing that that moment of foreplay would stimulate her... but if it lasted too long, she'd grow bored.
So, just second later, he reached around to unzip her pants, and unceremoniously pull them down. He didn't want this to be so mundane, even practiced... but he had no choice. He couldn't do it with her as emotionally as he'd have liked to-but, if he really pleasured her now, then maybe, some day, he could...
She reached down to push her pants on, arching her back, holding her ass high in the air for a moment, and even shook it a little to tease him.
"How you want it?" the cougar asked, teasing both of her holes with his member for a moment.
"Hmm," she giggled, liking that stimulation, "let's go with the ass... for now..."
"Shit, does she think I'm just a giant bucket of cum? Actually.... she probably does."
That thought depressed him some. But he complied silently, licking his finger, rubbing it around her tailhole for a moment before thrusting the head of his member in.
"Ooh..." she said, as if surprised, "mmm... go on, I love taking it up the ass..." she licked her lips at him to egg him on.
"A'ight..." he said, clapping her ass once, then holding her by the hips as he moved his member into her up to the base.
"Mmm..." she said, almost whining, anal sex was a major kink of hers.
"You like this?" he asked, bucking his hips a little as she wiggled her ass with him still inside, causing him to twitch with lust.
"Yeah... now cut with the talk, I wanna get fucked..." she murred again.
"A'ight..."
That was the extent of their conversation. The cougar shifted himself, placing his knees just next to hers, and held her by the hips. Then, slowly, powerfully, he began to thrust into her, causing her to moan and even shake with the power of his efforts.
He kept that slow, powerful rhythm going for a few moments, before increasing the frequency of his motions. The cougar panted, murring as he pounded her hard and fast-and his efforts weren't go unrewarded.
She was moaning loudly, even calling out encouragement to him as each of his thrusts rocked her body. He purred, loving the feeling, but, even more so, loving his ability to pleasure her so much. His strong, rapid thrusts kept up for a few long, pleasure-filled moments, each of which she moaned through before he was close to ejaculation again.
The Pikachu sensed this, and moved her ass along with his thrusts which were, for the moment, slower, but just as strong.
"Oh yeah baby... fuck my ass... cum in me, baby..." she moaned, then held still so that he could pound her again.
The cougar panted, and groaned, and slammed into her one final time, grabbing her hips and pressing her ass against him-and came. It was a long, powerful blast of thick, stick cum that she felt, with a cry of pleasure, seep deep, deep into her. To make her pleasure, and his, last as long as possible, she gave that lovely, tight ass of hers a wiggle as she moaned.
He reached up, and ran a paw through her hair, over her ears before falling away, sighing in pleasure.
"Mmm... you are good..." she said, panting herself, still holding her ass into the air as she smiled at him.
"Yeah..." he said, exhausted for the moment, "c'mere..." he held his arm out to her.
She paused. They were having sex, and closeness was a very important aspect of sex. But too much of it might give him the idea, the wrong idea, that she was in it for more than sex.
Still... just the right amount of closeness...
She sighed, and snuggled up against him. He didn't look at her, he was too smart for that... but his heart was doing backflips.
"It's working..." he thought, with enthusiasm that he was hardly able to control.
He purred inaudibly, vibrating his entire body, and hers, causing her to smile contentedly for a few moments. But she knew it couldn't last... and if she allowed it to last a second longer, he would, inevitably, get the wrong idea...
But that assertion was thrown out the nearest window when the Pikachu felt a lustful paw grope at her ass. She breathed easier... he wasn't so naïve to think that she wanted to get into a relationship with anyone, least of all him.
"How do you want it, babe?" she asked, placing a paw over his muscled chest.
"Uh, how about, cowgirl?" he suggested, rubbing her rump a little more as his member hardened up again.
"Mmm, good choice..." she grinned, licking his side as she got on her knees to straddle the cougar.
She shook her hair so that it spilled over her shoulders, and rubbed his chest for a moment, before leaning over to place her paws next to his sides.
The cougar reached down to position his member so that it would penetrate directly into her as she lowered herself.
Which it did.
She murred, though not as loudly as she had been when they were doing it anally. Still, he could see that this pleasured her greatly as well.
"I gotta do all the work again?" he asked, giving her a quick thrust just to tease her.
"No, silly," she giggled, "this time, I'm in charge..."
Slowly, she lowered herself all the way down-his member fit into her perfectly, not causing unnecessary pain, but leaving nothing to be desired, either.
"Yo, you're safe, right?" he asked, even he wasn't so naïve to wish to breed her.... now.
"Yeah..." she murred, loving the feeling of having a cock that pleasured her so greatly, without even any action going on yet.
That was the extent of conversation for the moment. She decided to tease him a little, to stimulate him so that she'd be able to have the best fuck possible. So the Pikachu sat back and grinded her hips, as if they were dancing again. There was little, if any, up and down motion, so the cougar wasn't brought closer to ejaculation at all, no... this had to last.
He murred loudly as she wriggled her hips, moving his member around so that it reached depths inside of her that he didn't know existed. His paws found their way over to her hips, which he held tightly, pulling her down into him as she gave a soft moan of pleasure herself.
The mood suddenly changed as she began to raise and lower herself. It was only a few centimeters at a time, but she pressed down against him deep and hard, causing the bed to flex and squeak with her efforts.
The Pikachu took a break, briefly, and rocked forwards and backwards, pressing down on him hard. Her paws were either on his muscled abdomen, or behind her head sensually, or squeezing her own breasts. She panted-he really was the perfect fuck, for her, anyway.
The cougar moaned, murred, and purred, but still, he managed to force himself to keep at least part of his mind on the true goal of the night. So he didn't miss a single cue from her, and reached up to fondle her breasts.
His paws rubbed her in circles, briefly, before cupping her and squeezing her, earning himself a pleasured squeak of surprise. She decided to reward him, a little, and did one of her exotic grinding motions again before shaking her hair to straighten it, and place her paws on his abdomen. She leaned forward a little, to get a slightly different angle of penetration, and started to bounce up and down-a little more, a little harder.
It wasn't long before wet flapping sounds filled the booth, perhaps even leaking out a little. She was moaning softly in pleasure as she closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, leaning over; allowing the cougar's paws to work their magic on his breasts.
He was groaning as well, though it took a lot of effort to not thrust back up at her-he tried, once, and got a cold glare that said that for now, she was in charge.
Soon enough, she was yipping loudly as she straightened up and bounced up and down on him. She'd go up, and his member would nearly leave her opening. And then she'd slam down, pressing him in down to the base.
"I'm... cumming..." they both said at the same time.
The cougar's eyes widened in surprise, but she looked away... if he saw the blush on her cheeks, he really would get the wrong message.
Still, she bounced up and down on him, and within moments, her pupils were dilating as she gasped, and yes, moaned, in ecstasy. She'd never had such great vaginal sex before...
Within seconds, each rewarded the other with ejaculation. His member sprayed thick, sticky gobs of his seed deep into her. The Pikachu's opening tightened around him, as if pulling him in as she hit her climax as well.
They stayed motionless for a moment, his paws cupping her breasts as she arched her back, his rock-like member still locked in its place within her. As the waves of pleasure abetted, she gave a tired laugh, and crumpled down to lay on his chest again.
There was a long pause, the silence that it contained only broken by the soft sounds of their breathing...
"...I love you."
She opened her eyes, not daring to believe that she heard what she'd heard.
"I love you."
This time, it was louder, and she couldn't ignore it. The Pikachu arched her back, and looked down at him, demanding an explanation.
"I love y-"
His words were cut off by a harsh, cold slap across his face. The cougar whimpered in pain, and put a paw agagainst his cheek, feeling something warm and wet trickle down... and felt her weight leave his body.
"No..."
Her face was twisted in rage as she put on her clothes. He knew better than to try to stop her... but he watched her, knowing that he would never, ever see her again.
"Bastard," she snarled, then left without looking back, slamming the door on his dreams.
The cougar laid there, motionless. He didn't allow himself to think about what had just happened... but the time he'd spent with her, and... how they'd met.
"If one person smiles at me, I will not do it."
He signed the note with his name, and placed it on the bed of his one-man dorm. The revolver felt heavy at his waist-but its weight was comforting.
He'd been through a lot in the past few weeks. The loss of his parents and brother in a fire, the sudden, large drop in his grades due to the increasing difficulty in his classes...
He didn't really have any close friends, certainly, none that he felt comfortable really talking about his problems with. And so, he felt he had only one option.
The cougar went through his day normally. And, as was normal, no one looked at him, no one smiled at him...
By lunch, he was thoroughly depressed. He knew what was going to happen, and it made him sad that things had to this...
"Hey..." he felt a light, gentle paw on his shoulder, and looked up, in vague awe, to see a Pikachu looking back at him.
"Got a dollar?" she asked, "I'm low on funds..."
He rummaged around in a pocket, furiously, then handed her the lone coin.
"Thanks," she giggled, then... smiled at him...
"Thank you..." he thought, watching her as she walked away.
"Thank you," he mumbled out loud, and felt a sort of determination overtake him...
"C'mon, baby, I love you..." the large, muscled wolf said, as he squirmed against her, groping at her breasts lustily.
"You jerk... no... get off..." she seethed, then slapped him once, taking his distraction as a chance to run away..
But she wasn't fast enough. The Pikachu shried, and felt herself being lifted, mercilessly, into the air, then saw only darkness as a thick bag was pulled over her head...
An hour later, she was shoved out of the door, nude, battered, but not quite broken.
"I swear... I'm never, ever going to love anyone... ever. And the next motherFUCKER that says that he loves me..." she gave a dry sob, and ran on...
"I swore," the cougar said to himself, reflecting on his promise, "that I'd make her love me... or die trying."
He hadn't made her love him. And so, there was but one option.
His pulse and hearrate quickened. This time, there was no note left behind, no mark that he'd leave on the world... perhaps, though, would she hear about this, and perhaps allow herself to find love, some day?
Perhaps?
"I wonder if people will remember me... if they'll care.." he said hollowly, placing the muzzle of his pistol to the side of his head.
"I wonder if she'll-"