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Willow's date with Amy

Willow's date with Amy

Willow looked up at the brooding sky and frowned, her date with Amy would be ruined if it rained. She looked down at the picnic basket filled with champagne and delicate pastries and sighed inwardly to herself. She really wanted this date to be special with Amy. Willow fingered the soft fabric of the blanket next to the basket, wishing the weather would clear.

"Hey sweet thing" Amy called from atop the stairs. Her fox friend was looking stunning as usual, she wore a sundress that hugged her curves in all the right places and flowed out from her sultry hips. Willow was staring at a particularly pretty flower just above her belly button when she shook her head. Not even out the door and already unable to stop imagining all of the kinky little things she wanted to do to her friend.

Willow put on a pout and said "I'm worried this threatening rain will stop us from picnicking by the beach.

Amy just smiled at her and shrugged her shoulders. "So what, Will, are you afraid of the rain plastering your blouse to your body. We could have a wet t-shirt contest, just the two of us".

Willow blushed, she may daydream about getting lusty with Amy but she hadn't acted on it...yet. "I'm not wearing a bra, Amy" Willow replied, her blush deepening down to her chest. She was glad to be a Nyala, brown fur covering most of the pink undertones now marking her skin.

"I'm ok with that. Neither am I. Let's go have our picnic anyway" Amy replied as she grabbed Willow's paw in one hand and the picnic basket in the other. As they were leaving, Willow grabbed the blanket and rushed off with Amy down the wooden steps leading to the beach. Willow scanned the horizon and took note of the choppy waves.

The two friends were on a weekend excursion at a friend's beach house. Their friend, Marina was out at sea on some important business in the underwater kingdom, Axiom. Willow felt lucky she knew Marina, a Commerson's Dolphin, she had the ability to switch to dry and marine forms at will.

"Let's set our blanket right down there" Amy pointed, roughly 200 yards from their beachy abode. Willow nodded and walked hand in hand with her favorite girl, tightly gripping the fox girl's paw, never wanting to let go of her fox friend.

The soft sand shifted underneath their feet, and Will scrunched her face up at the feeling of the individual grains in between her toes. She was mildly concerned about those same grains getting caught elsewhere if everything she had planned went off without a hitch. Willow laid the blanket down in the spot that Amy pointed to and kneeled down on all fours to get the crinkles out of the four corners. Amy, never missing an opportunity, lightly spanked Willow with her hand, causing Will to jump several feet in the air.

"Hey" Willow cried, rubbing her ass in mock pain.

"You liked it, don't lie" Amy smirked, willing her friend to dispute the claim. Willow looked away, nodding, flustered that she had such feelings for Amy.

Willow peeked in the basket and pulled out a bottle and two champagne flutes. Pouring the liquid courage, she followed its flow from tip of the bottle to end of her glass, bubbles floated up from the bottom, lazily floating to the surface. She handed the glass to Amy and started to pour her own self a glass.

Amy brought it to her oh so soft lips, leaving Willow helpless to do anything but watch. Amy knew what she was doing to Willow, leaving her wanting, encouraging behavior that would only lead to her eventual pleasure. Amy wanted to rip Willows lavender shirt off and press her muzzle into the warmth that hid underneath.

"Y-y-you have a drop of Champagne on your lower lip" Willow stammered and reached out towards Amy.

Drawing her tongue out, Amy stopped just above the droplet "I don't think my tongue can get it" She lied and leaned towards Willow's own wanton lips. Willow came to just an inch from those tender lips she had been craving since the day they met and waited, almost as if to see if Amy was playing a game with her. With silent approval, Willow slid her tongue out and licked the droplet off her friend's lower lip, savoring the crisp taste of the alcohol and the silky sweetness that was before her.

"I got it" Willow said on a half moan and pulled back a few inches until she was looking Amy in the eyes. Those eyes that started back at her were filled with hunger for something that wasn't in the basket next to them. Willow pulled back even farther, hesitant of what they almost did. She wanted so much more than a flick of her tongue across those seducing lips. Trying to be on her best behavior, Willow opened up the with

"Off you that is". Willow widened her eyes, unbelieving that the girl she had wanted for so long was interested in a Nyala like her.

Amy took the éclair from Willow in one hand and in the other pulled the shoulder strap down off her friend's blouse. Grinning her wicked grin of desire, Amy slid her finger across the glazed surface, pulling chocolaty icing with her as she went. Amy then placed her finger across Willow's chest, smearing icing as she went along.

"Now you are good enough to eat" Amy remarked, looking at the tops of Willows soft brown orbs.

Amy bent down to nibble on Willow's neck, grazing her sharp canines against the tender throat. She trailed butterfly kisses down her collarbone, moving dangerously close to the sweet treat that lay in front of her. Leisurely she licked the glaze off of Willow, spreading her tongue flatly, savoring the rich taste of the girl in front of her.

Willow's senses were overloaded with the tantalizing touch of her friend. She could feel a growing wetness between her this thighs, rubbing her nether lips together. Willow, bewitched by Amy's tongue working its magic, did not feel the first nor second raindrop hit her as the éclairs icing was licked off.

Amy grinned at her friend confident nodded, daring to lift the bottom of her blouse half way, revealing the white stripes that marked her belly. Amy, encouraging her friend to show more skin, grabbed her friend's shirt, with a little more force than intended and ripped it over Willow's head.

Willow's breasts bounced softly, sprung free from the barriers of clothing. The rain, coming down harder now, landed on her pink nipples, causing them to harden.

"Look at you, naughty girl" Amy said, pausing from undressing Willow to admire her hand work.

"We don't want your shorts to get all wet, now do we?" Amy cooed and slid her fingers into the waistband of Willow's panties. With a single, effective tug, they were pulled down around her ankles. Past shame, Willow stepped out of her clothes, placing her hands on Amy's shoulders as she did so.

"My, what pretty pink lips you have" Amy commented, letting her hands wander farther down her friend.

Willow could not stand it any longer, she had to get a taste of her friend. Amy licking her had been too much for her to take. Pushing Amy firmly down on the now soaked blanket, Willow pushed up her friend's sun dress.

Willow bit her bottom lip, her taste buds watering at the sight of her friend's naked pussy. Willow dropped her head down to the pretty pussy before her and pressed her nose against Amy's clit. Pushing back the folds of her foxy lady's labia, Willow flicked her tongue faintly against the pink nub. At first she explored the bounty in front of her, delighting in the new pussy that was soaked with her own juices. Willow roughly grabbed her friends hips, a sudden dominate streak previously dormant emerging.

Amy "oohed" in surprise but found the treatment to her liking. Lifting her friend's hips off the ground she bit Amy's hip, sucking a hickey into existence before returning back to the lovely sex in front of her. Willow delved back into her friend's pussy, rubbing her tongue in circular motions. Amy bucked her hips, tingling all over and almost orgasmed on the spot when Willow plunged two fingers inside the tight sheath. Willow couldn't get enough as she started moving her fingers faster, drinking in the sight of the fox in front of her.

"You like that bitch" Willow said, surprising herself with her words and actions. Willow brought her hand up, opening the palm and slapped Amy across the face, only satisfied when she saw Amy ask for it again.

"I don't think so my pretty" Willow said, placing her free hand instead on the throat that pulsed into her awaiting hand. New to this, and mildly worried of hurting her friend, Willow didn't choke to hard. At least she didn't before Amy brought her throat up to be pressed harder into the hand clasping it. Taking a cue from the rough treatment Amy seemed to be enjoying, Willow took a quick swing swig of the champagne before corking it and taking her hands out of the fox's pussy.

"I know what this bad girl needs" Willow said, glad she was the giver and not the taker.

"You need the long neck of the champagne bottle rammed in your pussy, or am I wrong" Amy looked at her friend, lust glazing her eyes. She moaned out a long "Yeeeeeeeessssss" before spreading her legs further.

Willow looked at the open pussy in front of her, relishing the feel and wanting another taste. Bending down Willow ate Amy out as she placed the bottle directly into her. The wetness coming out of Amy leaked onto her thighs as she was assaulted by the rough fucking of the bottle. The rain, pouring onto them mixed with their own wetness, adding extra lubricant to the pounding Willow was giving Amy.

"Cum, vixen" She ordered her friend as she increased the speed of her efforts. I want you gushing that honey out. Amy, having taken the bottle and the rough treatment did exactly as Willow commanded. Screaming out her pleasures, Amy rode the bottle hard, only stopping when she had finally been satisfied.

Willow stopped, taking the bottle out of her friend pressed her face against the moist pussy, licking up the honey her friend had came all over herself. Amy slowly sat up, her pussy sore but happy as the orgasm stopped.

"That was fun" Amy said, peeling off the sundress that was bunched up on her waist. Both completely naked now, Amy silently took Willow's hand and led her into the sea.

The rain, thankfully, was not accompanied by lightening. Walking into the waves, Willow couldn't help feeling shy again. She still felt a need for Amy that needed to be satisfied but her confidence was waning. Chest deep in the ocean, Amy lifted Willow onto her thigh, spreading her legs so Willow's clit rested against her.

"Don't worry Will, you'll get yours" Amy grinned, placing her hands just below Willows hips and sliding her upwards. Willow tossed her head back and moaned, the breeze taking it along, letting the whole world now of her pleasure. Rocking Willow faster, Amy pressed harder, Willow's clit, ultrasensitive began to get stroked on her thigh.

"I can feel your orgasm building" Amy whispered against her friend's ear, sucking it into her mouth, a canine rasping against it. Willow buried her face into Amy's shoulder, biting hard and cupping Amy's sex, slipping a finger into her. The combination of the two furries fucking each other made them both orgasm, Willow cuming all over her friend's thigh, glad to be in the ocean where everything washes off.

For a minutes they both floated against the current, rain falling down on them as they held each other. Amy was the first to come around, she gently lifted Willow off of her and together they swam ashore.

Laying on the wet sand Willow said "I'm sorry about slapping and choking you" as she lay against Amy's breasts.

"I'm not sorry for you doing any of that" Amy assured her, smiling up at the sky that seemed to be clearing. As the cuddled in the sand Willow sucked a pert nipple into her mouth.

Amy patted her friends ass, smiling she said "Let's go back to the cabin and finish where we left off" Forgetting the picnic supplies and clothes, they thoroughly enjoyed a wonderful weekend together.