FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

"God Dammit!" Paul yelped, his voice reaching a low growl as he glared at the TV screen. The electronic was the main focus of the room. The only other furnishings were the couch, a deep rich leather that offered a seat for gaming, and a few lamps scattered here and there, beside the couch, and in the corner. The walls were painted a pale green that offset the darkness of the furniture and the games played within. On one wall was a window, covered to reduce glare on the screen and nearly forgotten about. Overall, it was a room meant for one certain task, Playstation.

His deep, brown eyes were locked in a death glare at his target, the fool that had the nerve to shoot at him in his game. The war simulation game's concept and purpose floated over the canine's head completely as she lounged against the opposite side of the couch from Paul. Her furry footpaws rested in his lap. Each claw painted a pale, golden-tinged orange, a faded rust. Her long legs were bare leading up to a pair of miniature, jeans shorts. The hem frayed and strings laying over her golden fur. A simple tank top covered her torso up to her chest where the tops of each rounded breast peeked out, originally catching Paul's attention, before he began gaming.

He'd been playing the pointless game for nearly an hour now, his earlier mumbling about a gun."This is my gun, there are many like it, but this is mine." Had been responded to by his visiting girlfriend with a mildly confused "Ook." earlier on while now, all he received was a dismissive eye roll from the anthromorph across the length of the couch. Where his brown eyes held revenge, her green held boredom.

Finally noticing this for himself, Paul grimaced slightly and turned to her with a sheepish smile. All the while his brain scrambled for a solution that would entertain the girl and allow him to continue his duty. The idea to bribe her to go make him a sandwich crossed his mind but he quickly scolded himself for being such a pig and dismissed it. A flurry of similar ideas followed till he settled on one.

"Wanna try and beat me?" He voiced meekly; half looking at the puppy beside him and half eyeing the screen like a hopeful child asking for more TV time when his mother demands he forgo the electronics for bedtime.

Faced with such an adorable expression, his smile small yet encompassing all of his face as dimples indented his cheeks and his eyes lit up just enough to show that the smile reached them. She couldn't say no, instead she gave a small nod and a faint, mumbled 'yes'

So, now they sit. A controller in each hand, and a competitive streak burning in the back of each head. One pair of brown eyes idled for a few minutes as the new opponent familiarized herself with the controller, proding him with light questions about what each buttons true task was before she turned her attention to the screen's directions for players.

With one last glance at his opponent, her striking green eyes still locked on the screen reading directions and her golden fur rumpled from excited wriggles on the couch, Paul began the game. One squeal left the girl's lips only seconds into the challenge as her character raced away for her virtual life from an attacker, who in real life had a huge smirk and an inflating ego.

After countless more real life squeals and Call of Duty gunshots, the earlier confident mutt was now looking for a way out. Her character on screen seemed to be even less energized than it had been when she had started, despite it being the same graphic programmed the same way for each round it appeared to winded and as lackluster as the real life player who controlled her. The girl's eyes flicked between the TV and the rest of the room for inspiration as she struggled to stay alive, virtually.

And then, she found it. Her eyes zeroed in on the gold zipper to her mate's cargo pants like a cat located the hidden mouse in thick grass. The little gold zipper stood out in the glow of the TV against the black of his pants, the X on a treasure map that would lead her to the glory she deserved. Without too much rational thought she had decided.

This was going to happen.

And so, with a mischievous glint in her eyes and a grin on her muzzle, the anthromorph leaned in closer to her mate. Her nose flared out and breathed his scent in deeply, savoring the musk for a short moment and considering the idea, another virtual shot rang out as she pondered. The attack on her fake self the last push she needed to enact her task.

Slowly, with wicked concentration burning in her eyes she reached a hand over, fingers grappled with the buttons to Paul's dark cargo pants, and slender fingers dipped into the cavern of fabric. The light touch even through his clothes sent a faint tingle up his spine. His for now limp shaft feeling the pleasure more so than anything even while all his concentration stayed locked onto the screen where his game continued.

Instantly alarm bells went off in his head and tolled through his entire mind. "Hey now! That's cheating!" he blurted "You can't do that!" His eyes stayed locked to the screen even as his brain wandered slightly to pay attention to the girl beside him and more specifically her hand so close to his groin. The light touched that grazed over the fabric of his shorts and fingers that dug down into his shorts attempting all the while to force his attention elsewhere.

Her response was a chuckle and a larger, reinforced smirk. Her hands deftly unhooked his pants and tugged down the zipper with a swift tug of her wrist and a zzzzt! From the zipper itself as it tore down its path and parted to reveal what lay beneath.

Now, being undressed without his consent and avoided on the battlefield, Paul didn't know what to do. His competitive urge to destroy his game opponent halted him from tossing the controller away. Though, while he mentally debated with himself, she quickly approached her target. His briefs were maneuvered and tugged till she could get at what she wanted. His shaft already hard with the light touch it suffered as she worked it out into the open air. Her paws quickly grasped him, soft fur rubbing and teasing the sensitive skin as her eyes flicked to the TV screen waiting till the moment he let out a faint moan of pleasure from her touch to release his shaft with one paw and to fire a shot with the controller.

The little virtual attack struck just beside its target, injured his character and evened the score. Her gaze moved then from the screen to his face and watched with wide, green eyes as two fingers grasped his tip to tease the ultra sensitive spot, the touch earning her a soft pant. All the while, her tail behind her was flying as it wagged to show her enjoyment. The golden fur and fluff of the appendage made faint waves in the air as it swished side to side.

Grinning, she shifted to bring her mouth closer. Her bottom lip brushed to his ear in a near kiss, teasingly close to one as she whispered. "Like that, Ruegey?" A slight shift of her jaw and sharp teeth lightly brushed to his earlobe and tugged gently on the skin there. Her voice grew husky as she whispered again, a rough quality in her voice. "Do you like my paws on you, babe?"

Despite how he wanted to respond, to turn the tables on her and push her back onto the couch; nip her ear, bite her neck, and taste her mouth. But he knew that was what she wanted, and he couldn't give her the satisfaction of getting exactly what she wanted. So, he resisted the temptation and did his best to ignore her. His body screamed for him to give up the video game as his head told him otherwise. A war waged between his penis and his brain, both for control over thinking and for the use of the limited amount of blood his body had on hand.

The result: very poor video game playing.

While he had his inner battle, and made mistake after mistake on the game, she shifted her lips down. Dainty kisses landed on his upper neck, leading down to nibbles along his collarbone. A low growl rumbled in her throat as she bit him again, sharp canines tugged lightly on his skin, just hard enough to demand attention without breaking skin. The tanned skin pulled up slightly beneath her mouth enough to create a small, pink love bite. Her eyes glinted with her frustration at being ignored so efficiently while her paw continued to tease his shaft to full mast. All seven inches soon bounced slightly against her palm as she released it and leaned back to look at him.

Brown eyes stared at the tv screen, another opponent from somewhere else in game world had appeared to challenge him. Short black hair framed his face just slightly. A plain black t-shirt fit tight to a masculine body. Just below where his shirt ended all her observations zoned in on one thing; the hard, eager cock just waited to be played with.

Without waiting another moment, her mouth dove down. Long, pink tongue flopped out excitedly before she even reached her destination. The tip of the warm, wet appendage flicked to the tip of his appendage carelessly and sent a short jolt up his spine, the warning shot that came before the full artillery of her mouth. The rest of her tongue soon followed and coiled around his shaft. The slick texture of her tongue held him tight while she panted and let a hot breath roll repeatedly over every bit of skin her tongue didn't cover. Her eyes flicked up to the TV screen for a moment before she set her controller down with an air of finality and decided to ignore the game and focus her thought on her one task.

Paws moved down. One wrapped around the base of his shaft and the other lightly held his hip. Her furred fingers tucked up inside to lightly caress along his skin. Long, flexible tongue stayed coiled there, constricting on him to hold his shaft locked in an impossibly tight embrace of warm, wet flesh.

While her mouth worked to pleasure him beside her paws, Paul struggled to keep up the job of ignoring her. Though despite his efforts, his tip leaked pre, oozing out the off-white substance. The mixture pooled against her lips as they rested near the tip where her tongue sat. One glance down at her filled his mind with the image of the puppy girl with her tongue working to pleasure him as his pre smeared on the soft furs of her muzzle. His concentration wavered slightly when her tongue began to shift, sliding and rubbing down his length while her mouth moved in closer. Lips wrapped around his tip to give a soft,determined suckle. Her mouth now constricted around the tip at the same steady beat that her tongue worked over the rest of him. The paw at his base lightly rubbed with fingertips over an inch or so where her tongue couldn't reach. Each second that passed filled with all these sensations at once and flooded the human's body with increasing pleasure with each passing moment.

After another minute or so of steadily working her mouth, tongue, and paws over him to tease and please every bit of his length her face twisted with frustration from his lack of response. A loud, rather predatory growl leapt from deep in her throat and she redoubled her efforts, suckling harder. Her tongue slide down further annd her lips sunk in behind. Her entire mouth constricted down now over several inches, his tip bumped to the back of her throat. The tight tunnel clamped down on the intruder of his throbbing shaft and held him in a vice like grip as she suckled every inch, swallowing around the final few inches that dipped at the back of her mouth.

Finally, it was too much.

A hiss-like exhale left the human as he dropped his controller to the ground and shifted over the girl with her mouth to his crotch. Large hands raced up along the curve of her shoulder over exposed fur and eventually tangled into her hair as two fingers rubbed and toyed with one ear. Fingers coiled into the locks of her hair and gently gripped at the base of her neck, no force behind the touch but his hands acted as a statement. He was paying attention.

A huge, dopey grin twinkled in the canine's eyes as she glanced up to him. A earnest look of delight at being acknowledged flickered despite the inspiration behind the sexual encounter being twisted, vengeful video gaming. Their eyes met for just a moment as he reached his limit. His shaft spasmed where it was trapped between her pink lips and hips jerked upwards to send him deeper into her willing throat. His hands held her head and she bobbed on his shaft, each downwards movement kissing her lips to his base. The faint pink of her lip gloss created a faint mark on his skin and the pants around it where the circle of her mouth met his final inches.

"Nnf! Faster" He grumbled and gave into the dark side of being pleasured rather than pleasuring another, letting the extremely eager pup do as she pleased to him. Each suckle now followed by a throb of his shaft against her tongue and another spurt of thick pre down her throat. The thought of his upcoming orgasm making her whine out loudly in eager anticipation. The sounds added further vibrations to the tongue and mouth servicing, only adding to the tingling, burning build-up in his groin.

Her mouth tightened, throat constricted, and paws clutched to his base as she tried to milk the cum out of him, merciless in her affections. One final, hard suck the last effort it took before he couldn't take another moment. A rare moan rolled off his lips while his head fell back and a heavy wave of pleasure moved over him. Blindly, his hips shuddered and humped up to her face to ensure his cum went into her mouth and throat, though her own efforts. The first shot of the thick, sticky substance went straight down her throat, and for a moment clogged it with its thickness. Her mouth quickly filled and spilled over as cum seeped from her closed lips, oozing down her cheeks as green eyes met brown before she swallowed audibly.

With a gentle jerk within her mouth, his shaft spit out the last of seed, the gentle burst enough to paint a sheen of cum over her tongue as she withdrew. The long, formerly pink appendage dangled from her glimmering lips, globules of cum staining her tongue a off-white. With a glow of satifaction in her emerald eyes, the girl's lips curled upwards into a messy, leaking smirk.

"I won."