FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

--1

Bleary-eyed Elise looked up from her brother's chicken scratch notepad screeds to the too-bright glow of the monitor. Face drooping in boredom, fingers pounding in data as quickly as possible just to get it over with. Elise hated data entry. Deciphering Tuggs' notes and rewording them so they weren't obvious trains of thought and then pinning unique alphanumerical tags to them for easy searching (which nobody would ever use) was mind-numbing busywork better suited to a teenager working for minimum wage. (That's pretty much what you are already was how Tuggs chose to shoot down that very suggestion.)

Sometimes there were pictures to scan and catalog to break up the monotony of all the text. They showed crop circles, faces appearing on the surface of water or on slices of toast and other poorly-defined apparitions. They were images she could lose herself in looking at, a necessary escape from time to time.

Elise had driven her brother Tuggs' business into financial ruin and he was loathe to go a day without reminding her. It was slow to come to a head, but Tuggs realized that if his clients happened to be male, in the age bracket of 20 to 30 and reasonably attractive, their accounts were marked as paid with no exchange of money.

There was an exchange of services; Elise was fucking Tuggs' clients when it came time to pay up. On some of the days near the end, she had been outrageously bold, dropped her shorts and lifted her tail right there in the office while Tuggs was around. Tuggs was familiar enough with Elise to know she was fucking around but it didn't occur to him until it was too late just who was really getting fucked.

None of it was malicious. She truthfully told him that if she had wanted to ruin him she would have just run off with the money, but Tuggs took no comfort from her honesty.

Tuggs was too industrious to give up. He worked with his name on his chest at humiliating fast food restaurants and Elise ground her way through an enjoyable stint in porn. She worked for her own pleasure but dutifully chipped in to right her wrongs, and together they dug Tuggs' assets out of hock and had his agency back up and running with more cases than ever. Tuggs personally handled the finances from then on.

All was good and right except for Elise's almost boredom. As someone who was used to sex almost daily as a porn star, to suddenly have to abstain for the sake of her job had her suffering from bona fide sex withdrawal Fingers and toys couldn't do the same work a long hard cock could.

Sitting back in her swiveling office chair, stretching her long legs and curling her toes in her sneakers. She arched her back and stretched her arms out with a big yawn. Backs of closed fists rubbed her puffy eyes before she started to flip through the sheaf of papers on her cluttered desk. Only a half-dozen files remained for the night. She started to glance at the clock_(just work, watchpot never boils)_ but stopped herself and went to work entering them in one after another. Else took no pride in her work but made no mistakes.

Now she looked at the clock, the short hand hanging just short of 9. She turned off her computer and wearily climbed out of her chair. On her way out of the cramped and musty office, she peered into Tuggs' spacious cubicle. He sat stone-faced, staring intensely at an image of multicolored static noise on his computer screen. Elise saw nothing of interest in the still image.

Leaning on the door frame, "Anything interesting?"

Startled out of his trance, Tuggs swiveled in his chair and was still blinking to focus when he faced her. "Not really," he huffed. "Case is cold."

"We'll figure it out," she shrugged. Her lack of a bra let her modest breasts bounce. "We always do."

"I always do," Tuggs defensively said. Tone aside, he didn't want an argument and he nodded at his sister in acknowledgment before a fight could start. "You heading out?"

"Yeah, stuff's all filed." She stretched and unintentionally presented her figure. Tuggs noticed, but not lecherously. "I'm gonna get some exercise in, so I'll be at the gym."

As he turned back around to fruitlessly stare at the image some more, Tuggs said sternly, "Keep your phone on. I might need you if something comes up since Tucker's out of town this week."

Gee, I didn't know that, Tucker's only my best freaking friend, Elise thought with an indignant flush. She was all too aware of that dog's absence and the boredom it entailed. Swallowing the frustration, acknowledging that she really did deserve to be on a choke leash, she conceded with, "I know, okay? I'll be in touch."

--2

It was a wet Spring night, and for that, Elise was thankful she had her car. She pulled up in front of the gym, killed the engine, almost forgot to put the car in park, got out and grabbed her gym bag off of the passenger seat on the way.

Going to gym mired in lust was a recipe for disaster but coming at night gave her a better chance of staying chaste. There would be fewer men - fewer patrons in general - but it wasn't a flawless arrangement. Toned male eye-candy abounded no matter the hour. Tight flesh was stretched like canvas over muscle, crotch bulges that could turn the most pious of ladies into ravenous cocksuckers and the testosterone-laden miasma of male musk that hung around the hunks. The gym was a risky place for a slut like Elise to be.

Elise wisely avoided close quarters with the men as they pumped iron and otherwise worked their muscles. All she needed was an exercise mat and some room to move and that came easily in the sparsely-populated gym.

Touching her toes and bending her legs at angles which immediately granted the male mind thoughts of penetration proved Elise a sexy and provocative woman. Five-foot-something, slender outwardly and toned inwardly; nonthreatening and mouth-watering. A plain, white tank top clung like film and popped the twin curves of her pert breasts. The erect points of her nipples begged to be tweaked and tuned. Gym shorts in vibrant purple covered her lower half. Slim hips and tight ass cheeks rocked the shorts and her legs were perfectly supple from top to bottom.

The loud color of her shorts complemented green hide splotched generously with blue around the shoulders and along the tail like a painter's mishap. Blue was also the shade of her flesh; tongue, nipples, even usurping the "pink" which mammalian ladies sported. It wasn't obvious, although if someone were to get close enough they could have seen the color of her nipples slightly through the thin beater.

Doing yoga stretches and other such exertions helped Elise wean her mind off of the need for sex. Inversely to some of the muscular hunks exercising nearby, she was incredibly distracting. Every time she touched her toes, her tail flagged up over the curve of her ass. Bending over like so was her most frequent stretch.

"Dude, check out the babe," huffed one of Elise's admirers. He was spotting for a friend and had an easy time looking over the lizard in glances. She wasn't facing him and his ogling was blatant.

After he racked the weights with no help, the cat on the bench sat up and glanced in the direction which his wolf friend leered. He grinned as soon as he saw the lizard "Wouldn't mind a bite of that."

"You and me both, man," the wolf huffed. "I'd high-five over that back."

They spent a few minutes watching Elise bend, twist and stretch. Each motion was perfectly innocent but not to the boys' lewd eyes. Both were too tempered by the usual assortment of sugar at the gym to get erections, but their thoughts began and ended with raunchy sex.

Elise turned and startled the cat and the wolf. She caught their gazes their gazes, waved politely, gave them a covert once-over of her own and then went back to her exercise.

The two hunks took Elise's acknowledgment as their cue to quit being blatant pigs. Racks of dumbbells were well within ogling range of the exercise mats, so that was where they went next.

Elise glanced at the boys when they relocated. Not bad at all, she thought. The wolf was an average stud but the cat was interesting thanks to tabby colors, tasteful piercings and a cute head of forward-combed hair. Both had impossible to miss trouser snake bulges, penises thick despite being flaccid. Elise shuddered, felt her loins dampen. Fuck, she thought with a tiny whine aloud, not here, not right now...

Suddenly she was self-conscious of her bending and twisting and all of the flaunting that her exercise entailed. She decided to do something less noticeable and practiced her squats instead.

"Oh, shit," the cat whispered to the wolf. Elise was too close for them to speak in anything but a whisper. "Look at_that."_

Chuckling mischievously, elbowing his friend in the middle of a pump, "I wouldn't mind her doin' that on my pecker..."

Elise's thoughts were no less stuck in the gutter; I wonder if anybody else realizes what this looks like. By then she felt too much of the pleasant burn in her legs to want to quit, though. Every taut muscle in her legs flexed enticingly; her thighs were of special interest to the boys. For all the wrong reasons, Elise was very well-practiced at squatting and her grace made her workout appear lewd to hungry eyes.

"I'd hit that like a goddamn wrecking ball," the cat sneered. His face was hot with a blush.

The wolf glanced at him with a coy grin. "Have to fight me to the death first, man."

After looking at the wolf and then back at Elise with one smooth sweep, the cat smiled and he absently tongued the ring on his lip. "A good girl is like cold beer, man. Best shared with a buddy."

Laughter and nudging in apparent camaraderie belied how far they would have gone to betray each other if the lizard's pussy were on the line. Both would have shoved the other into oncoming traffic if it meant wrapping those green legs around their hips or getting just one sweet suckle on those nipples.

The raucous noises caught Elise's attention, and like a spooked wild animal she hastily stood and crept away from the studs with their hard muscles and the sharp relief of their crotches in their shorts. She told herself it was silly to think that the studs were ogling her, but she felt too exposed stretching on her own.

Here was a haven that provided both some cover and a good workout, a leg press which had been vacated by a group of hunks from earlier. As soon as she settled against the angled bench she was caught up in the lingering haze of testosterone. A shudder, hard and head to toe. Oh, god, this whole place smells like sweaty dick, she thought as she forced herself to move. Sneakers squeaking as she braced them on the plate, pussy helplessly swelling between her thighs. Oh god oh god oh god, I want to lick every single one of those dicks clean. Should've stayed at the office oh shit. Perfect position to reach down and into her shorts right here in the middle of the gym.

With mild success, Elise pushed away her need for sex with exercise. She wasn't sure how many weights were on the rack but it was a good challenge for her strong legs. And we know what makes my legs so strong... Fuck fuck fuck, I can't think about anything but getting pounded right now.

Not from the physical strain, Elise bit her lip. She glanced hungry-eyed at the two hunks. Both boys were still pumping their dumbbells and seeming to pay her no mind. Pupils shamelessly zeroing in on dormant cocks and throbbing biceps, she couldn't boast being as well-behaved as they were.

They're so fucking sexy, she thought with a thirsty lick of her lips. Now prying her eyes off, she glanced one way and then the other. No eyes or security cameras were watching. Her pumping legs gained machine-like rigidity and her slim body flattened out on the bench. Trying hard to look normal. Fingers dragging across her cunt through her shorts. Soaking wet in there and not all of it was sweat.

"Oh my god," she huffed almost silently. Another brush gave her a disproportionate surge of pleasure and she had no choice but to let the weights come down, legs bent and slack, sneakers against the plate.

One thought crossed her mind as clambered to the floor: fuck Tuggs, I want it and I need it! She walked towards them without really walking towards them. A straight line would have showed her hand. Instead she more casual and made it seem like the dumbbells were her interest. Close to them now. She rallied up her nerve and the throb in her cunt reassured her.

"Let's wash up and get outta here," the cat said with Elise a few feet off. The wolf was in silent agreement.

Elise blanched. Blew it. She stood and dumbly watched the two slabs of beef saunter off to the showers. Suddenly an idea formed, its growth matched by that of the grin on her face.

--3

At the threshold of the shower Elise thought, this is ridiculous - you really gonna go in there and ask for the D? Hearing it from her conscience so frankly gave her pause, and with it came short-lived concern about being caught in the men's shower room.

I really can't bail on Tuggs even though he's a butthead. But what's a peek? I at least wanna see what those guys are packing...

Squeaky sneakers precluded stealth, so she slipped them off before she sidled up along the inner wall towards the sound of running water and male chatter. Near the shower itself, the wall terminated in a waist-high barrier. As covertly as possible, Elise peered around it. There was the cat and the wolf in the buff while they laughed and bullshitted like men.

The lizard panicked when she saw them and pulled head head back around the wall. Afterward she scolded herself for not getting a look at their crotches. She was too anxious to risk another peek. The thrill of the situation and the smell of sweaty and sexy studs was too much to bear and arousal had a stranglehold on her. Back flush to the wall and, shaky green fingers slipped down the front of her shorts.

Elise never wore panties with gym shorts. Tracing the lips smooth of her cunt made her croon softly. Another brush started a moan which she muffled with a soft bite on her free hand. Oh fu-u-u-ck please let them catch me! Her mind raced and her thumb swirled around and pressed the nub of her clit.

"That mare earlier was pretty hot," the cat said, "but I'm not really a fan of those amazon types. Shorty's gotta be manageable, y'know?"

"Yeah," the wolf agreed.

"Now, that lizard, dude." The cat elbowed the wolf and snickered.

Two fingers sank in to the knuckles and Elise bit her lip. Talk dirty about me, you fucks, come o-o-on...

"The way she was bending over," the cat crooned, "lifting up that tail..."

Oh yeah, oh gawd yeah. Elise was abusing her cunt; the suckles and squirts were indistinguishable in the shower room.

"Hah!" the wolf laughed. "Man, I was like two seconds from just running up and slappin' my dick on her."

Elise slid a hand under her shirt, squeezed a tit tightly, whined. You should have, baby...

Both hunks chuckled at the thought but their banter moseyed to other babes they'd seen that day followed by run-of-the-mill guy talk that the lizard didn't care about.

Groping her tit was easy but tweaking the nipple proved troublesome. Elise tugged her beater off and dropped it on her sneakers. Emboldened by the partial nudity and the sum thrill of the moment, Elise shoved her shorts down and pressed against the wall again. It didn't take her long to dig into her cunt again.

"Man, do girls like the prince albert or what?" the wolf asked.

He's got a PA? Oh fuck I gotta see that, Elise urgently thought. Creeping along the barrier, staying close to it, now at the edge. Reaching down, she didn't finger herself, only squeezed her naked cunt. "Gawd," she huffed too quietly to be heard over the water.

Lip bitten in tension, Elise tilted around the corner and expecting to be spotted immediately, but the hunks weren't paying attention and the wolf had his back to her. She got an off-center look at his muscular ass but the muscular shapes didn't distract her from the thought of cock. Close by was the cat sporting an uncut cock that measured every bit of ten inches.

That kitty cock was woefully flaccid but enticingly pitch black, unencumbered by a sheath and accompanied by plump furry balls. The tom held it like an offering and it filled his palm. Glistening on the blunt tip and half-covered by the foreskin was a silver piercing. "It's not great for blowjobs," he admitted, "but girls are crazy for having it in the twat."

Slinking back around the barrier with flushed cheeks and wet pussy, Elise held on tightly to the snapshot glance of the tomcat's pierced meat. Shaky but determined fingers plowed into her familiar snatch. Back braced on the barrier, legs tensed, toes curling, fingers pumping harshly. Hungry for pleasure, she tweaked a nipple and squeezed the pert tit it belonged to.

Elise was proud of her ability to conjure up a fantasy when necessarily. She closed her eyes and didn't care that she left herself vulnerable while she abused herself. Vividly, she imagined she was having those studs.

She suckled on the tomcat's uncut penis, the flesh no longer lazily flaccid but throbbing proudly and curving down her throat. Elise could only guess at what the piercing really felt like, but she imagined it and was just able to feel the rounded edges teasing her throat.

The cat wasn't the only one in on the action; Elise was too much of a slut one man to handle. Squatting behind her and matching her posture was the wolf. His strong fingers and supple pads were roaming her hide. Beyond the velvet curtain of her fantasy she heard snatches of dialogue, mumbled. In the idealized fantasy, the boys only crooned about what a babe she was.

Fuzzy digits squeezed her hips, caressed her slim belly, brushed under but did not grope her pert chest. For all she knew the wolf could have been an all-thumbs bonehead, but she imagined him as a skilled lover. His actions accentuated rather than contrasted the cat who grinned down at her but stroked gratefully through her hair.

Sucking that black tomcat flesh occupied Elise's mind while her pussy occupied her fingers. She had fucked some guys who knew how touch her, but she knew all the best spots on her own body. That only meant the wolf knew too. The reptile was saw his paw pumping her hard and fast. He was grinning, but he did so into the crook of her neck so she could feel his teeth. Growling, nipping sensually on prone flesh. The lizard shuddered, bit her lip and stifled a moan.

Every inch of the cat's cock was in her mouth and throat now, the PA tickling and teasing but never gagging her. She was incredibly wet, dripping onto the floor and covering (my own) the wolf's fingers in thick honey. The wet suckle of her cunt was subtle under the din of the running water and the male muttering despite how loud it seemed to her own ears.

Elise thought like her knees might buckle, and had she not been against the wall she would have fallen into a heap. She was only aware of her balance and the real world in the most terse manner. With so much sweet pleasure burning in her loins, it was only natural that the fantasy was miring Elise in even further in lewd helplessness.

It was more rough and less loving when the wolf fingerfucked her cunt. To add to the roughness, he squeezed a tit and rubbed the nipple with his thumb. Elise crooned and clenched her eyelids. Sensuality was drying up in the heat of the male need to breed. The tomcat wasn't passively getting sucked and swallowed, he was grinding and holding onto her head. He called out his pleasure, mrowling and huffing and lashing his long tail.

They moved Elise where they wanted her (where she hoped and thought they'd want her), down on her hands and knees. Fair studs that they were, they switched sides. The wolf's pink and circumcised meat passed her lips easily and his lupine musk assaulted her senses. Instinctively she lifted her tail, and the tomcat took the invitation by entering her blue pussy with a resonating purr.

Just guessing what the tom's piercing felt like against the deepest reaches of her cunt put a tight grin and a vibrant blue blush on Elise's cheeks. It was her fingers that did the dirty work but she easily imagined that tom rutting her with his smooth, black cock. She felt every bump from hips and she could see and feel her slick honey sluicing around his shaft to soak his loins.

In light of the tom's skilled fucking, the wolf was no slouch either. Some sensuality and respect kept his grinding slow but ever firm. Every time his hips pressed up flush to Elise's lips she smelled his musk at its' thickest, the masculine scent amazing even to her inappropriately reptilian nose. Slippery pre, soft paws, the raw thrill of burning the candle at both ends with a couple of strange hunks in the gym made her tingle inside. She lamented that it wasn't real for just a moment, and then she sank right back into it again.

You're so fuckin' slick, she could hear the tomcat say. She imagined it coming through a tight little crocodile smile. He was fucking her hard and with obvious intent to get off. Each buck was met with a wet slap as he shifted her juices all around and added to it in small amounts with his squirts of precum.

Reaching around Elise as he boned her from behind, the cat braced a paw on the tile and cupped a tit in the other. He palmed it and pinched the nipple to show his possessiveness while the lizard played it out for real. Lost in the pleasure and abusing her cunt, she twisted and pinched her nipple past the threshold of pain. She just knew it was how those hunks would've done her.

The boys were huffing, growling, purring and mrowling their praises as they nailed her at both ends. Not even the cool wolf could hold off and he rutted her in the mouth, fucking her throat, dumping pre down it.

"Oooh, ga-a-awd," Elise crooned under her breath. Still the studs idly chattered and scrubbed. If you sexy fucks only knew, she thought.

As harshly as she was going at herself, Elise couldn't have lasted much longer. Likewise, the fantasy was at fever pitch but she couldn't end it yet. It needed a proper ending and so did she. Just letting the lewd tapestry flow, she was moved by the studs one more time.

On his back, the wolf pulled Elise in and she was made to sit upon his loins with her taut ass hotdogging his pink dick. Meanwhile the feline knelt before her and straddled his buddy's legs. Elise saw the fire in the tom's eyes when they locked lips. Clashing with her smooth tongue was his typically feline one for a mingling of textures that exhilarated both creatures. His paws rubbed her neck and the sides of her head while her own felt desperately around his hard chest and abs.

Growling to seduce but not demand, the wolf ground into Elise's ass crack and savored her her chill hide on his hot member. The pleasure was as mutual as the desire and that was why Elise didn't tease him for long. Never letting up in the wet kiss, she gripped the wolf's thick meat and guided it against the snug blue pucker of her tail hole.

Pressing down and opening her ass spurred Elise to shudder. Only pleasure for her, the ex-porn star well-accustomed to anal penetration. In reality, she was no longer toying with her breasts. Her newly-freed hand was up beneath her and saliva-covered fingers pumped and stretched her asshole almost as roughly as she gave it to her cunt.

Hot though it was, the fantasy was missing something which she promptly added. The cat broke off the kiss, a tendril of their shared slobber bridging his lip and hers while his lip piercing glimmered not unlike his cool eyes did. Easing her back in a team-effort with the wolf, he lay over her and the lupine as the top slice of bread in a hot man sandwich and wedged his turgid cock back into her cunt.

The pleasure was almost unbearable in the last lap of the race. The studs bucked and grunted and let their balls slap together. Below she felt the wolf's muscles tensing and flexing. Over her the cat braced, flexed, grunted hotly. They were both such beautiful animals and they fucked her like champions. She knew emphatically that they would have given her one of the best fucks of her whole life had she gone in to them when she wanted to.

Biting her lip hard enough to turn it pale and snuffling through her nostrils, Elise's fingers in her ass became clumsy and lost some coordination as pleasure overtook her. Despite that fumbling, nothing could stop her dominant right hand from drilling her cunt, now more savagely than ever. Pumping that tight blue pussy and tweaking the button of the clit, she brought herself closer and closer to the bliss of an orgasm.

Damn, baby, but you got a nice wet pussy, the cat hissed to her, pumping hard and pumping fast, swatting his nuts into the wolf's without a hint of homoeroticism.

The wolf palmed the lizard's breasts and halted their bouncing, rutted her snug ass and hotly growled. Tightest ass I've ever fucked in all my life, babe!

Ooh, fuck! the cat gasped. Elise mouthed it in reality. His strong feline hips bashed into Elise's over and over while his balls drew up into the crook of his legs. Yowling in release, he buried his cock to the hilt, piercing nudging flesh within Elise not often teased. Then came hot feline spunk, filling the lizard to the brim to promptly overflow, drenching his wolf friend's crotch.

Maybe it was the cat's pot tipping over that spurred him but the wolf just a moment later. Smacking his hips into Elise's green ass harder and harder over and over until that one last perfect pump slotted his cock balls-deep. Imagining the injection of his sticky lupine spunk made Elise shudder head to toe.

The fantasy was shattered by Elise's powerful release. Two fingers knuckle-deep in her ass, three on the other hand pumping as hard at her twat made her squirt for ages, dirtying the tile and making an interesting mess for the janitor. In all of the excitement she wanted to do more than just groan through her bitten lip. She wanted to scream her lungs out in sweet release. Furtively, she slid down the wall and fell quietly onto her ass. She wiggled her fingers out of it a moment later.

For five minutes she sat, huffed and blushed, feeling so dizzy it felt like a concussion. Holy fuck, she found herself thinking, just one lucid little phrase among all the discordance.

"Anyway, same time tomorrow?" the tom said followed by the squeak of a faucet knob. Elise she scurried and dressed back up as the water rapidly tapered off. Elise thought with a smile, yeah, handsome - same time tomorrow...