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A Night Out

By Victoria Pyrithea Fox

With contributions from Ruh Nakamura

Carlos Penguin, Editor

This adult story is not intended for readers of less than 18 years of age.

Copyright 2013, All rights reserved.

1 - Preparations

It was a dry fall day. The sun had reached its zenith basking the earth in a few brief hours of warmth.

Perhaps a Sunday is not the best day to go out looking for mischief but Victoria was bored. She had been cooped up all week behind a stack of paperwork on her desk taller than her computer. Midterms be damned, she needed to go out tonight. The vixen leaned back in her chair, idly running her paws through her red hair to the tune of a frustrated sigh. "Well lass," she mused to herself, "best get cleaned up its about time for an adventure."

She slowly rose to her feet, stretching out onto the tips of her toes. Her head rolling back and her eyes lidding as she took in a deep refreshing breath. With a satisfied smile she slowly opened her eyes... to the sight of the biggest, ugliest, crab-legged arachnid she ever did see. Wide eyed and shrieking in terror she fell back into her chair.

A few heart pounding moments and a few deep breaths later she sought out a tissue. She scooped up the 5mm demon with the tissue and folded it tightly around the spider and carried it to the bath. "It is rather impolite to drop in unannounced," she said in eulogy as she flushed away the source of her sudden fright.

Out of habit she stepped up the basin and washed her paws. As she shook the water from her fingers she took a moment to admire the figure in the mirror. She was met by the familiar smile of a russet furred, red haired, blue-green eyed vixen she has become accustomed to seeing these twenty some-odd years. While many a young man would argue that she looked fine without a brush of makeup on, she couldn't help but see herself as disheveled and lazy.

With her mind settled she untied the front of her baggy blue cotton night shirt and slipped first one shoulder, then the other shoulder out the wide neck. She wiggled out of the garment, working it down over her bust and then hips before discarding it into a pile on the floor. With an expectant sigh she brushed down the ruffled fur of her chest by passing a paw from her shoulder down over breast and onto her belly and proceeded to step into the empty bath tub.

As she drew the hot bath water she began the ritual of cleansing her of her body and spirit practiced since time immemorial. Albeit she skipped the traditional cold water plunge. She slid her silky furred body in to the steamy waters, reclining lazily along the back of the tub. With her paws she scooped up handfuls of the steamy water to wet her neck and face. The vixen rubbed her eyes and reached for a bottle of her favorite cherry blossom shampoo.

She shook out a couple messy splurts into her palm and sitting up she began to lather the flavorful concoction into her long red hair. Her paws slathered around her cheeks and down the sides of her neck. Murring demurely she let her mind wander as her paws continued on to swirl around the light silky fur of her breasts. A devious grin crossed her muzzle and she took a moment to tease the tender flesh of her nipples with her short clawed thumbs. Sighing, she lathered up her armpits and proceeded to finish the bath.

As the last of the water swirled down the drain Victoria shook out her soaked fur and stepped out onto the waiting mat. Pulling a large purple towel from the shelf she stepped back to the mirror and wrapped the terrycloth around her body. She smiled at the figure in the mirror, "Mmm, better." She picked a brush off of the shelf and used it on her mid shoulder length hair, untangling her locks and pulling back out of her way.

Still not satisfied she next pulled out a small case of makeup. She brushed on a hint of purple eye shadow and the slightest amount of dark liner to bring out the green of her eyes. Looking herself over in the mirror one final time she sized up her work. Satisfied that she had struck the delicate balance between being too plain and looking trampy she proceeded to her closet.

A couple months had passed since the last time she had been out on the town and she knew just the outfit she wanted to take. Almost without looking she reached into the darkest corner of her closet and tossed a couple hangers onto the bed. She cast off her towel and sat down naked on the foot of her maroon bedspread. Leaning over the edge she began the slow process of slipping on a pair of black fishnet leggings, careful not to shred the material with her claws. Next she slipped on a matching undershirt over her head. She took a moment to fix her hair before finishing the task of working the tight fitting cloth over chest, working through the lines of wrinkles as it fought her at every curve.

Next she pulled on her favorite red skirt. The skirt was pleated and crisscrossed with a black plaid. The skirt was originally just an off the shelf item from the local trendy boutique, but it spoke to her. In her mind it connected with the spirit of her Scottish ancestry. Admittedly the colors of her family were actually green and purple, and would probably look very good on her. When she considered that pattern would run her two-hundred quid just for the fabric alone, red plaid began to sound pretty good.

From the same hanger she selected a bikini top in a matching pattern. She placed a plastic buckle in each paw and wrapped the band around her back until the buckles met at her belly button. Gripping the band at her side she rotated the garment around over the fishnet shirt till it hung down to her front. Cocking her arms back she slid her paws into the shoulder straps and tugged the cloth into place. Leaning over at the waist she slipped her right paw into the side of the left cup and pulled her breast forward into the cup and the repeated the process for the other side.

While she was down there she pulled out a pair of custom made black patent leather digigrade boots and set them on the bed beside her. She crossed one leg over the other, pointing her toes into the air she pulled on the first boot snugly onto her foot and slowly almost ritually pulled up the zipper from her ankle till the boot sealed just below the knee. Viccy slid her leg off to the side and felt up the cool smooth surface of the boot with her still unclad foot, enjoying the feeling for a moment before pulling on the second boot.

Finally ready she slid off the bed and walked to the door to get her black biker jacket and purse. Shouldering the bag she strutted off into the afternoon.

2 - Twists of Fate

After she left the house a quick check of her personal display device revealed a club that she had not been to before, "Y-L." It sounded like an interesting enough place. Less a club and more of a tropical themed hang out. She figured she could kill some time before hitting up the tree house tavern she often danced at.

The sound of clip, clop, clop heralded the arrival of the vixen as she strode out onto the pale hardwood floor of the club. Not a soul was in the main room, but she could hear several creatures talking in an adjoining room. Along the back wall here what looked like a row of massage tables and a big screen monitor currently set to display the planned events for the club. Across from the row was a seating area squared off with couches and large comfy chairs with about five patrons present.

The fur of Victoria's cheeks bristled briefly when she realized the club considered clothing an optional matter. When she took a closer look at the title on the display, "the Yiff Lounge," she felt a little silly as it all became clear.

Panning over the room once more she felt her heart skip a beat. Five meters from her stood the most beautiful creature she had ever laid eyes upon. Her chest felt heavy while she looked over the exotic blue furred wolfess. The shewolf wore only a set of light blue arm and leg warmers whose design had been inspired by athletic shorts. Crowning this visage of a powerfully built feminine beauty were a pair of lithe straight horns that curved ever so lightly like one might expect of a goat. The wolf's ears seemed to fade in the light of their bright blue, glowing earrings. Victoria's gaze roamed over the strong shoulders, scanning around the large white furred and black tipped tear shaped breasts.

She couldn't help but feel like she was getting a special treat in seeing a beautiful pair of perky breasts easily twice the size of her own; it takes a lot of effort to look that good. Her eyes wandered down the silky furred belly, over fullness of the wolf's curved hips... and a deep blusher covered her muzzle. The wolf was not only a goddess, shi was an Adonis. Shi bore a wide, full sheath that promised to hide something more than the average fare.

The wolf shifted slightly to hir side, bringing a folded blue and black splined wing into view for a moment. The vixen's heart fluttered as she realized the wolf was beginning to become aware of her attention.

All a glow and more than a little nervous Victoria stepped a little closer, she clasped her paws in front of herself and shyly swayed on the tips of her toes. Hoisting her nerve to the sticking post she looked coyly out of the top corner of her eye and flashed the wolf her best smile as she dared speak, "You are beautiful."

A smile slowly crossed the wolf's muzzle as shi met the gaze and looked deeply into the vixen's eyes, "Thank you." This was almost too much for the fox. "I'm Ruh."

Still blushing but beginning to relax, "My name is Victoria, some of my friends call me Viccy for short."

Ruh smiled and motioned to an oversized comfy chair set in the near corner, "Would you like to sit and cuddle or something, hmm?"

Before she could answer an over the top, high pitch voice started singing from her jacket pocket, "I'm going to the galloping ga-!" Completely embarrassed her ears planed back as she quickly drew her phone, "One sec, I'll be quick," she apologized to her new friend and scampered out to the lobby to answer one of her team members. He was calling to make some final adjustments to the groups' travel plans for a history presentation they would be giving Monday. He wanted to know if she could take over another instructor's part as well on last minute notice. Reluctantly she agreed as she had heard the lecture enough times now she could probably repeat his part verbatim. As fast as she could get away she tucked the phone into the side of her plaid bikini top and hurried back to the sitting area, hoping her friend would still be there.

With her tail drooping and blushing sheepishly Victoria approached the seat her friend selected and gekkered a "Yip, yip!" Ruh looked up from hir momentary distraction and was met with Victoria's best smile which shi could not help but to return toothily. The fox leaned slightly to offer a better view and sultrily asked, "Got room for more there?"

"Mhmm," the wolf hummed in reply. Grinning, shi patted the space on the cushion at hir flank. With a practiced roll of her shoulders the vixen doffed her jacket and toted it with her as a makeshift blanket.

Victoria curled up beside her friend and took in hir warmth. She blushed again and tilted her muzzle up to nose through the cheek of the bigger wolf. Ruh hummed warmly and asked, "So what's up?"

The fox sighed and slumped against Ruh's side, "Not much, just spent all day prepping for a out of town lecture tomorrow. I just found out I have to cover a second part of the presentation."

Ruh raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips. "Oh, fuun..." Quick to change the subject, the fox lightly scratched a wing with her clawtip and gave a curious glance, "Any demonic relations back in there hon?"

The larger fur quirked a brow out her and started giggling after a moment. Shi wrapped a firm paw around the fox and pulled her close to hir side and whispered in her ear, "No, no, just a dragon or two in me." The pair shared a giggle.

The wolf pulled a data pad from hir sleeve and passed it to the fox, "Have a look at my new outfit." Victoria was amazed, in the picture she was glowing from ear to claw and ready to turn every head at a rave. Ruh did a remarkable job in making the costume look even more stunning with a few minutes of touch up work. "Wow!"

After passing back the pad and feeling out done, Victoria dug out her phone and showed off a poster a coworker had made of her at a place she entertained at. "Here is my poster pic hon, it isn't near as pretty as your work is Ruh." Ruh giggled and stuck out hir tongue at her as she took a look at the offered phone. Victoria blushed as her friend's eyes went wide, "Hot." This only made her blush deeper. Ruh took one last look at the brushed, revealing glamour shot of the fox reclining at a penthouse at sunset. Handing back the phone shi remarked, "That, is better than mine."

Her cheeks all a glow, Victoria brushed her nose under Ruh's jaw murring happily. "Hey now! Flattery will get you dinner," she giggled. "What?" Shi retorted with a chuckle, "It's true." Victoria couldn't help but giggle. Ruh made a deep rumbling churr and nibbled lightly over the vixen's ear before continuing, "I'm waiting on a painting of me and a couple friends."

Victoria brightened and her ears perked forward with interest, "Squee! A patron of the arts, eh? I look forward to seeing it!" Ruh chuckled, "It should be out next week for adult audiences everywhere." With a smirk Ruh pointed hir thumb at the wall, "My pics are already on the YL wall." The vixen felt silly as they admired the artwork framed over the wall. "Ruh, remind me to show off my gallery some time."

As the waning moonlight drifted through the windows the wolf turned hir attention back to hir guest. Shi gave a warm breath through the fox's fur, eliciting a heated murr, "Mmm, you are too sweet Ruh." Shi giggling softly followed by an exagerated yawn at which Victoria snuggled even tighter to her friends side. "Mmm, nice and comfy warm here," the fox giggled while she fluffed the shewolf up like a big sexy pillow. A devious grin graced her lithe muzzle and she laid into tickling hir side.

To Victoria's surprise she was met with a pleasured moan from her companion. Ruh ran her paws down her sides and wrapped them around the small of her back to pull the vixen close. The fox gasped in excitement as shi grazed her neck with hir long sensuous tongue, tugging and teasing gently at the fox.

Unconsciously, Victoria's hips started to swish in tune to her excited tail. She struggled to burrow back into Ruh's thick, coarse fur. As her hips swished to and fro their soft fur brushed teasingly over the tip of Ruh's peaking member bringing a panting moan to hir lips. Hir sheath firmed and began to overflow in excitement at the rough handling.

Victoria gasped hotly. She was struggling to contain her heated lust when she suddenly went rigid at the first sensation of Ruh's hardening member brushing under her tail. She teased her in a singsong tone, "Oooh... some-body likes me!"

The wolfess giggles at her tone and drags hir claws through the clothes covering her back. With a lust filled growl Ruh dropped her muzzle to nip carefully at Viccy's neck as hir claws begin trearing holes in the back of her fish net shirt. The fox pushes back for the briefest of moments to struggle out of her red plaid minikilt and top leaving her naked but for her boots and broken fishnets. While she kicks out of her skirt she steals a long lusty glance at Ruh's endowment, a delightfully crafted hybrid of the angular dragon, while retaining the smooth texture and knot. Best of all, it was big enough to satisfy the need of a woman without ripping her open.

Almost without missing a beat Ruh was back at it, ripping holes in her clothes. Ruh gave the nipple of her now barely contained left breast a sharp squeeze. Hir spear tip resumed probing at the now unshielded vulpine nethers. When hir head found its way to hir lover's moistened petals, the touch sent bolts through the vixen's loins. Unable to resist her desire a moment more, the fox dropped to her chest, splaying her thighs as a paw snaked down her body. Her paw continued on down, squeezing and sliding over the Ruh's pulsating cock. Rubbing and stroking further until finally her paw wrapped around the hir juicy bulb and helped guide hir tip into her desperate folds.

The moment the fox lined hir up at the gate, the wolf thrusted hir length sharply into her. Victoria could barely squeak out a yelp as her lover pierced her. After a long heartbeat her lover withdrew only to rocket her with a set of sharp forceful thrusts. The fox buried her claws into the seat and bit the cushion to keep from screaming out in her lustful daze. Her lover's rhythm suddenly changed to a slow methodical pace, building on each thrust like a gathering storm. Each forceful thrust crashed the vixen's tender breasts into the pad sending yet another shock radiating through her. The covering began to tear in her balled fists and her toes tried to curl in her boots. Her muzzle hefted into the air to pant out her lusty wail.

The strong arms of the shewolf reach around her and lift her up onto her elbows. Victoria whimpers needily, her breasts now bouncing freely to her lover's fierce grinding thrusts. The larger fur's paws reach around, gripping her by her breasts. "Oh gods, mea lupa!" she moans as her lover roughly "milked" her nipples for a few thrusts. As their love making reached its crescendo the lupine's play was abandoned to grip her partner's hips as shi struggled to force her swelling knot into hir lover's channel with increasing difficulty.

Victoria snarled loudly and stretched out sinking her claws deep into the arm of the chair once more. Her rump strained to push back into the firm thrusts of Ruh's swelling cock. "Muraaawl!" Her ears pinned back and slumped forward to rake her sensitive breasts upon the cushion with the mind breaking thrusts. With each push she tries to squeeze down upon her lustful visitor.

Growling and panting heavily Ruh thrusted deeper and faster than before tugging hir knot back and forth within her inner sanctum, hir moans wild and uncontrolled hir body beginning to spasm in anticipation causing her to randomly slow and speed up out of hir control. With one last spasming thrust shi lost her hold and hir knot popped out of place. Without a second thought she thrusts with all her might anchoring it back in to lover with a loud triumphant howl of pleasure as the fox adds her own, "Ieyahh!"

Seemingly every muscle on the fox's body balled up tight for the most amazing few heartbeats in a long damned time. Then, just as quick as she came, her every muscle went limp. The large wolf scooted tight to spoon hir tied lover. In one last show of affection Viccy canted her head back to rub muzzles with her new friend as she drifted off to sleep, "Thank you."

Around half an hour later Victoria drifted back into awareness to find her friend cleaning up the area. Not yet fully awake the fox completely missed her friend invite her to tag along with some of hir other friends. So instead she gathered up her things and tried to make herself presentable enough for a drink or two at the bar one of her best friends owns, the 7-Tails Tavern.