Avoiding Homework

Story by NocturneGreyhound on SoFurry

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Ummmm....yeah. I don't know. I used the same names, but the characters definitely have different attitudes in this story. ....yeahhhhhhh.

But yes, it may be a bit unreal, but its fantasy, fuck reality. Literately.


Tyler stretched as he leaned back in his desk chair. He let out a groan as his body started to wake up from its dormant position. Finally, he had finished his coding. Closing his laptop lid, he scooted back and walked into the main room of the apartment where his girlfriend sat at the table with her own laptop. She was staring intently at the screen, mesmerized by what she was seeing. Her eyes fluttered down the screen before a quick click on the arrow keys. "Hey, I finally finished my Computer homework."

She looked up abruptly with a flicker of surprise, as if she never saw him come in. She glanced at the screen and closed whatever she had been staring at immediately looked back up at him. "Wow, that must have been some assignment. You were in there for over an hour." Her voice began with a small quiver and her expression was so innocent she was definitely guilty of something.

Tyler raised an eye brow. "Kiana, I was in there for almost three hours. It's already dark outside." "Uh-," she threw a glance at the window over her other shoulder. It was indeed dark out- well past dusk. "I knew that...." she looked sheepishly up at him.

"...you were reading yaoi again, weren't you?" She met his eyes and pleaded, "I tried to do my Calc but it's so borring" He sighed audibly. She always managed to finish it in time, but only after the panic of a last minute race. "I knowww," she continued, "but it's not even due for a few more days...and there just so many things I'd rather be...doing." Her face shifted from big-eyed apology to a naughty smile as she glanced at his crotch. She looked back up at him. "So, you caught me. If I'm ever going to learn, you'll need to punish me. Can you handle that, big boy?" Her eyes sparkled in a challenge.

Tyler smirked. He needed a break anyway, and if she was offering...

"Oh, you'll be screaming before I'm through with you." He reached out and grabbed her upper arm and firmly pulled her from her chair, gently closing the lid to her laptop with his other paw. He leaned over and whispered gruffly in her pointed wolf ear, "You naughty girl." He finished his sentence with a firm bite on her ear. She trembled in pleasure.

He pulled her out of the main room, forceful but not rough, and into their bedroom, and sat her on the edge of the bed, standing in front of her. "Well, I seem to have a problem," he said, gesturing to his now-bulging crotch, "and you need to fix it." She reached forward in hungry compliance. "ah-ah-ahh," he stopped her; "Who said you could use your hands?"

Kiana grinned slyly and licked her lips before sliding off the edge of the bed, onto her knees. Hands behind her back, she leaned forward, finding the button above his zipper, and loosening the fabric with her teeth. She pushed it through, tongue guiding it through the slit. Finding the zipper, she flicked her tongue to capture it between her teeth. She pulled the zipper down eagerly, careful over the growing lump beneath the cloth. She could feel the heat beneath and the smell of his musk driving her farther and farther into intoxication.

"What a naughty skill." Tyler smirked, "You enjoy that don't you?" He pushed his unzipped jeans and briefs to his ankles. "You know what to do" He said to Kiana, still on her knees. She marveled at his familiar length before leaning forward and licking him, shaft up, feeling him pulse under her wet touch. She flicked his head with her tongue, tasting his pre as he let out a soft moan. She took him in, all the way to the back of her muzzle and held him there, sucking in pulses before moving her head up and down, tongue going wild while still engulfing him in her mouth. He watched in a stimulating amusement, "You like this, don't you? You like me raping your mouth." She answered by swallowing him up to the hilt. "Hmm, good girl..." He half-growled in pleasure.

She broke from his penis to trace him with her tongue, down to his large sack. Gently she surrounded and tugged at them with her mouth, swirling her tongue around each orb, fully wetting his soft golden fur before returning to his length. She licked it up and down and back before covering his head and swallowing him up and down again and again. She started slow, then began going faster, sucking harder.

With a sharp growl, he gritted his teeth and grabbed her head, forcing her to hold him deep while he started to rupture in ecstasy. She felt every pulse his penis made as his semen rushed through to the tip. His seed spurted against the back of her throat, coating her with his seed.

He loosened his grip and she set to cleaning him from any drop that might have escaped, licking his entirety. Even though he had just released he was still somewhat stiff. With a pleased smile he addressed her- "Good girl, you give great. Now let's see how much you can take."

He took her to their bed, stripping her abruptly but careful, taking the opportunity to take off his own shirt, exposing his lighter chest fur. He sat her down with her feet dangling off the side. "Down on your back and spread 'em," he commanded. She complied, almost trembling with excitement. "You can't move unless I say you can."

He stood between her legs and leaned over her body. He looked in her eyes and kissed her, firmly pressing his mouth to hers before probing his tongue through her teeth, feeling the round, sharp canines and the ridges on the roof of her mouth. He wrestled with her tongue as it came to meet him, then pulled away slowly, their tongues last to separate. He refocused where her neck met collarbone, licking up her throat, almost along the main artery. She shivered. He grinned and pulled away; letting one finger followed the tuft of fur on her chest, curving around her right breast. His other hand soon joined and he traced each breast simultaneously circling from base to nipple, where they tweaked and pinched, rolling the forming points between thumb and finger. She let out a groan, and her thighs trembled, pleading for his touch lower.

He moved to an open-palmed squeeze, cupping most of her entirety in his large, lean paws. The wolf looked at him, begging silently. He simply moved one finger to her navel, and slowly made a line straight down. It took everything she had not to whine as he tortured her with the wait. After what seemed like an eternity, he reached her slit. He pulled his hand back and started from the rear, flicking up through the gap. She gasped at the sudden touch.

He sat on his knees, where he could see her face and be level with her opening. He looked at his fingers, completely covered in her wetness. "You're so wet, you horny girl," he said, his other paw tracing, but not entering her slit. He parted it with his fingers, "Ooh, look at this smooth pink, glistening for me." This time she did whine. "Heh. What, girl? You want this??" He dove a lengthy finger into her, and she gasped in a cry of pleasure. He pulled in and out, watching her face contort in ecstasy. His thumb wandered to her clit, where it spiraled around the small ball of nerves, applying pressure as it rolled under his finger. She jerked with a moan every time he found it. He entered a second finger, and her moans grew louder. Her juices swirled inside her, spurting warmth, he flicked around inside, rubbing her g-spot. He put a third finger in, tight, but it glided in smoothly. He buried his fingers to the joint, his pinky resting on her anus, and pressed.

She moaned even louder, pushing back against him and his fingers reached even deeper than before, his pinky starting to enter. He rolled his hand, pulling from the front but pressing the small finger farther in. She grunted as she relaxed herself, and he was in to the last joint. He started rocking, deep in the front, shallow in the back; deep in the back, shallow in the front. His first three fingers played her insides like a keyboard, stimulating her walls, and drawing both moans and liquid. His other hand now pinched the clit, sending sharp signals of stimulation up the tiny ball of nerves.

She gasped, and wrapped her legs around him, convulsing inside, rippling around his fingers and wetting him even more. He pushed his three fingers in as deep as ever, and she yelled softly, her body pulling him in, trying to keep him in. He waited, and the rippling faded. She was still breathing hard, her legs still off the ground.

And he was ready again, even harder from hearing her cries of ecstasy. He slowly pulled his fingers from her and stood. Slowly she half-opened her eyes, the bliss still slowly fading. She saw how he stood with his tail flicking and his member proudly erect. He wasn't done.

Tyler reached down and grabbed her hips, and flipped her onto her stomach. Knowing what he meant, she crawled forward on all fours, then dropped from her hands to her elbows, legs wide and tail up. He growled a purr as he grabbed her butt, feeling the round contour and smooth fur and enjoying the view.

He crawled onto the bed behind her and leaned over her back, penis between her legs. He reached under and caressed her breast, fondling the nipple. He placed his mouth by her ear again and whispered, "Be my bitch, you feral mutt." His other hand then guided his member inside her wet opening. She groaned, feeling him stuff her tight. He started moving, leaning on her and working her nipples from behind. Faster and faster he rocked, moving as he pleased. When he went in, she pushed back, moaning low and constant. Her ears bent back, far enough for him to reach them, roughly pinching them and tweaking them as he had her nipples, and folding them inside out and back. She gasped, growing even tighter around his pulsing dick. He moved his hands from her head down the side of her body, resting on her hips, where he sat up. He increased his speed, and her breasts swung violently in their love making. And he was coming fast. He pulled her hips to him, plunging in all the way to his body. She screamed in release as he hit her cervix, and her convulsions milked him as he squirted stream after stream of beautiful leopard seed deep into her womanhood, marking her as his own.

Reaching the end of their climax, she turned to him, keeping his receding length in as long as she could, and kissed him. Long, hard, passionately. Both were panting, slowly awakening from their states of ecstasy. "You're amazing." She uttered, still regaining her breath. "No, you." With a small kiss, he withdrew, exhausted. He wrapped his arms around her, "I love you, Kiana." She turned in his embrace and snuggled against him. "I love you too, Ty."

In each other's arms, sleep came for a night of snuggling, hugging, spooning. And come daylight, they would face the morning (wood) together