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Millikan the Fox I couldn't believe where I was standing. Outside this room, my fingers gracing the door. I wanted desperately to stop, but why should I? It wasn't like, what sat on the other end, was bad. Was it? No, no, no, it wasn't. I'm a writer, for Pete's sake! I create characters all the time. So. What if they want to pay me back a bit, huh? I nudge he door open, stepping in ever so slowly. The floors were covered in rugs, embroiled with a wondrous design. The bed too, well design, being brown with golden swirls upon it. This was no low class design; this was the big stuff. This was high-class, high-paying, high-everything, room you could only get from paying thousands of dollars. You know, the good stuff.

When I saw her sitting there, I felt my heart lock. Her back was turned to me; she was sitting on the opposite side of the bed. Her brown fur, with the red tent, rustling gently. Her bushy tail, swaying left and right. She rose her right hand first, high into the sky, checking it. It was gloved by what appeared to be white tape, while a golden band sat around her wrist. She was wearing clothing most unlike that of modern people. A brown vest sat on the shoulders of her slender young frame. Her chest, covered by a white shirt. A bronze necklace was wrapped around her neck, giving off such an historic feel. Her waist was wrapped around by a green skirt with a wonderful triangle design down around the edges.

I was quite awestruck when I saw her. She, of all people, this little fox. What a surprise, honestly. What a surprise. The fox spun around. She had such wonderful blue eyes; they shined like the ocean did. Her eyelashes bounced up and down, as she blinked a few times. I watched every blink. Then she smiled, that cute, childish, mischievous smile she always owned. Quickly leaping up onto the bed, she leaped through the air, and on me. I grabbed her, held her up; I was much stronger than she was. She didn't mind, for she giggled in my arms. "It took you a while!" the little fox said, "I was waiting for ages! What took you so long? Did you get cold feet?" "Millikan?" I answered with a lost of self, still shocked that she was the person who awaited me. "Well, duh!" she answered as she pulled away from my chest, "Who didya think it was gonna be, huh?" she reached into my work jacket, pulling out the letter I had within, "Plus, I like the formal business wear. Makes you so awesome, I so can't wait," she started to unfold the note I had been given, the note which brought me to this building, "Well here we go! Your fun is a beautiful fox girl, who has gone through so much! She's a young thing, and must be treated gently!" "Yeah," I answered, "I thought it was talking about Meredith. Not you, I mean..." She kissed me. Square out of the blue, for seemingly no reason. Unprovoked, unnecessary, even. She kissed me, wrapped her tongue around mine, using skills she shouldn't have owned. She was much to young to kiss like this, I knew it to be true. Yet, I slowly got lost in the kiss. So what if she shouldn't have kissed like this, hm? So what? She kissed well, and I enjoyed it. This was the fun the note spoke of. As much as I hate to say it, this was the fun I had come to have. I couldn't wait to watch it begin. So I pushed her onto the bed, she bounced up and down on the soft cushions. I pulled back, ever so briefly, just so I could gaze upon. She looked so beautiful, so young, so vulnerable. She looked at me with this face, this young, wanting, face. Mouth slightly open, eyes quivering with life, arms up by her head, legs laying over one another. It was a pose she had taken, possibly by accident, possibly on purpose. I didn't care. I wanted to ravish her; that's how the pose looked to me.

I placed my hand under her vest, upon her shirt. I could feel the slight elevation of her breasts through the fabric. I rubbed the orbs with my left hand, causing a heavy blush to appear on her muzzle. The blush drew my eyes up, straight to those soft lips. They looked tasty; I wanted to kiss them. So I did. Still groping her nubile chest, I began touching those soft delicious lips with my own. I slid my tongue into her jaw, pressing it up against her own. I heard her moan from the touch, and that moan entered my mouth. I couldn't believe how great it was; it made me want to explode.

"You've gotten stiff..." she whispered into my ear, suddenly breaking the kiss I initiated, "I can feel it..." I felt her press against my pelvis with her knees, gliding her gentle furs against my increasing hard on. I looked down to it slowly, then back up to her face. She was smiling sexily, her eyes half-closed. I increased the hold I had on one of her breast, squeezing it gently through her shirt. It was so firm beneath the shirt, and I watched my squeeze send shivers up her spine. She wrapped those arms of hers around me, bringing me down to her lips once more. I don't think I could ever have enough kisses from her. Those damn lips were so soft! I think it's impossible to just have one kiss. I grabbed her face, angling it to mine in a way that I could get better kisses from her. She squirmed beneath me, as if she were trying to escape. I wouldn't let her.

I brought my head down, kissing away from her lips, and instead to her neck. She continued to whimper beneath my hold, letting loose these coos and moans, ones I had never heard before. I continue traveling down her body, skipping her chest so I could move to her flat tummy. I lined it down with my kisses, only stopping when I hovered above her belly button. Then I attacked that too, kissing and sucking on it, licking it down into the crevice. I loved it, and she loved it too. Her body was shaking, trembling, thanks to my touches. I could give her more.

I pulled up, placing my hands upon her shirt and vest. Slowly, and at the same time, I removed them both at the same time. Finally, I was allowed to see her young, childish chest. The subtle mounds of her breasts, the perky nipples, I wondered how I missed them before. Those red tips were so hard, they should have been visible through her shirt. How did I miss that?

I pinched one. She yelped. I pinched the other. She yelped again. I held my fingers, clamped, upon both of her nipples. I increased my hold sometimes, relinquished them others. Each tender tug, each gentle release, they all pushed her more and more. And her leg, it was still sliding against my member, I didn't know how much longer I could fend her off. I didn't know how much longer she could fend me off.

I started sucking on one of her nipples, like a child. She arched her back up, as if she could place even more of her breast within. My other hand held onto her back for support, keeping her arched in this manner. I swirled her red tip around with my tongue; prodding it, suckling on it, nibbling upon it. She groaned and moan, for pleasure was surely rumbling up her spine like a highway. Her hand found the back of my head, pushing me further down on her mound. She started moaning even louder, her girlish cries rumbling into my ear. I listened to it all. I wanted even more.

Then I pulled up and away. She fell back, a near orgasmic pleasure taking her. She was breathing hard, and I understood why. Yet I sat there, staring down upon her. Her white muzzle, stained red with blush, her chest, rising and lowering slowly. Her tongue slithered from her mouth, licking against those soft lips I couldn't get enough on.

"Damn..." I whispered, my hands finding my pants.

Her eyes seemed to gleam as she watched me fiddle with my pants. I unhooked my belt, and began to pull my grey slacks down. Then my underwear next, I slowly glided them down my skin. Millikan was obviously enamored by the sight. She watched as my member extended from my pelvis. I don't mean to toot my own horn (heh, heh), but I must say I'm well hung. Long, thick, I proved that age old stereotype right. All black men have big penises. Like I said; I'm not one to toot my own horn.

And Millikan, she couldn't get enough of it. Gazing at my cock, as I removed my pants and tossed them to the ground. She slowly came forward, one hand too touch my member, the other to touch my chest. I began to remove my grey vest, she helping me. As I removed my blew tie, she began unbuttoning my shirt. Pop, pop, pop! That was the sound of them as they fell through their loops. I kept the white button-up shirt on, but it was open so she could see my chest. Like I did her, she did to me. Her soft lips which I went crazy for, grazed my broad chest. Pucker after pucker, she gave gentle, yet sexy, smooches to my body. I expelled some air from my lips as I watched her do this.

Her other hand suddenly touched my cock. I grunted, as she wrapped her fingers around my shaft. I watched as she slowly descended down my body, up until the point where her face was a few inches from my member. Her blue eyes were shimmering as she stroked my cock, up and down, up and down, up and down. I grunted again, as she pinched the head of my dick.

Her stroking increased with speed from then on. Up and down, on my member, she squeezed hard and harder. I began groaning from the feel of her warm hands became too much to bare. And suddenly, between the warmth, some cold befell. I grew wide-eyed, and watched as she spat upon my member. She lathered my dick in her saliva, making it easier for her hands to glide up and down my member.

Me personally, I never believed a handjob could feel so good. When I used my hands as a budding teen, it never felt this amazing. Maybe it was because it was a different person, not some sad boy with porn on his laptop screen. I was a man now, with a nubile fox jerking me off. Briefly, she rubbed her breasts against my member, and that sent me sky-high. I never thought it could feel so good.

And finally, her mouth. I gazed down to see Millikan, slowly taking my cock into her mouth. I grew flustered as her tongue licked along my member. It felt so warm, so moist, within her mouth. Her saliva fell upon my dick, making it wet and warm. Honestly, I had never gained treatment like this, ever. And it was amazing. Now I know why this was so sought after during sex.

And this was just the first third. My eyes fell upon Millikan, watching as she slowly descended upon my member. More and more of my black cock went into her mouth. I was shocked; how could she take so much of me in? Her blushing cheeks puffed out, as she sucked much needed air through her nose. I watched her descend even further down my member. I could feel my cock, slid into an oral passage way. She was deepthroating me. I couldn't believe it! Not only was this the first blowjob I ever had, but also a deepthroat.

I heard her choke on my member, I watched her eyes grow shut, I saw tears form on her lids. And it drove me. I gripped the back of her head, holding her down on my dick. I felt her attempting to pull back, but I couldn't let her. I held her down for as long as I wished, only pulling off when she began to pound on my legs. I watched my dick dislodge from her mouth; my cock was now slathered with spit and saliva. Millikan's face was annoyed and frustrated, as she breathed in as hard as she could.

"Hey!" she yelled as she made a fist with her hand, "Warn me before you do that! I couldn't breathe!"

But I suddenly grabbed her, by the forehead. She was caught off guard by the action, staring up to gaze into my face. She was so confused by my actions, wondering what I was going to do. I angled my cock head toward her face. And then I exploded.

Hot steamy spurt, after hot steamy spurt of my cum, flew unto Millikan's young face. She winced, closing her eyes to stop my semen from hurting her. Never before had I done this, cum on a woman's face that is. Who would've thought my first time would be with Millikan. My Millikan.

But I never stopped cumming. I constantly came on her face, to the point of time that she gave up trying to wipe it all off. With every spurt, I grunted, as if it helped me. When it came to a stop, Millikan's face was a hot white. Her tongue snaked out from those soft lips, and she began licking her face clean of my cum. I watched this action occur; her taking my cum, placing it within her mouth, swirling it around, swallowing it. She moaned at the taste, showing she enjoyed it.

"Oh... it tasted so good..." she stated.

"Millikan..." I whispered, "Sorry... things got outta hand..."

"It's okay," she responded, and with a smile no less, "I'm not angry. It tasted good too, so I don't really mind..."

She reached down to the bed's front post; there was a towel there. Grabbing it, she cleaned my cum from her face as best she could. I stared down upon her, watching as the nubile fox cleared her face of semen. When it was over, she gazed upon me with blue eyes.

I pushed her over, onto the bed, ready to go again. Despite my ejaculation, I was ready to go another round. It was obvious to me that Millikan was ready too. But before I used my cock to give her pleasure, we began kissing again. I just couldn't get enough of her lips! They were so damn soft! I parted them with mine, licking her tongue, lining her teeth with my pink muscles. I swallowed her spit, enjoying the taste, enjoying everything she had to offer. I lifted her left leg, holding it up until she placed her leg upon my back. I began to glide my fingers up her thigh next, sliding them beneath her skirt. Still kissing her hard, I started to touch the frilly fabric of her panties. They were tied on, so I untied them. Then, I pulled them away and tossed them on the floor.

With that done, I finished our kissing. My eyes descended down her body, stopping when they met her waist. I pushed up her skirt so I could get a look at her pussy. It was amazing. A pink flower, it was drooling with juices. I gazed up to Millikan, who gazed embarrassingly away. Then, I looked back down to her quivering cunt. I extended my index finger, moved it down, then glided it along her opening. I heard her moan softly, coo even. My finger constantly moved up and down it, getting lathered in her own juices. I lifted my soaked tip soon after, and licked it.

Millikan tasted good. I never thought I would say that, but she did. I thought the juices coming from a woman's snatch was all nasty, and that it was an urban legend that it tasted good. But I was wrong. So very wrong. I immediately wanted to have more of it. But I only wanted Millikan's.

My head descended, now hovering a few centimeters from her slit. I breathed hard, blowing my warm air onto her southern lips. Millikan breathed hard herself when the warm air hit her naturally. I saw the juices of her pussy oozing from her slit. I wanted it. So you know what? I licked her. Naturally.

My tongue slid up her pink flower, lathering up all the juices she had. It was so damn good. And Millikan? She almost yelled from the touch, throwing her head back in complete lust. I kept licking her, making her screams grow louder, and more frequent. I even began to tease her enlarged clit, making it act like another nipple. And Millikan couldn't take it. She placed her hand upon my head, holding me down as she yelled out in absolute lust.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she roared, "Oh my! Fuck! YES!"

I entered my tongue into her; that was the only way I could get more of her juices. With her yells, she seemed to gush more, allowing me to taste more. I couldn't take it, she couldn't take it.

She came. Right there, on my face. Yeah, I deserved it. Her juices, clear, flooded my face. I pulled back, but only when she was finished. I too licked her juices, enjoying the tastes it handed me. So good, too good. I looked down to her, she was so embarrassed; she did just discharge on my face, you know. But was I finished? Hell no! I wanted to taste more of Millikan. I wanted to taste more of the nubile fox.

I rolled her over on her chest, moving the skirt further up on her body. I gripped her bushy tail, moving it up so I could get a look at her anus. It was puckered, tensed, clamped shut. I didn't know what the hell I was doing. Her ass? Really? I couldn't believe what I was doing. My finger circled the tight hole of her anus, pressing it ever so often. I wanted to taste all of Millikan, her ass included. But this was so disgusting. Yet, I didn't care.

My ring finger began pressing inside, making her groan and moan. I pushed my finger as deep into her it could go, feeling the insides of her tight asshole. When I pulled back my finger, it too was encased in a clear liquid. I licked it, naturally. I'm not sure what it was. It wasn't dirty like you'd expect, but it wasn't sweet. It was salty, it could have been sweat now that I thought about it.

Whatever it was, I enjoyed it. It tasted good. I started licking her ass, plunging my tongue inside in an animalistic way. She groaned and moaned as my tongue slid in and out over and over again. Suddenly, Millikan arched up, now being on all fours. And she came again. Her pussy expelled its juicy all on the bed, somewhat like a stream. She fell soon after, exhausted by the pleasure I had given her.

I rolled her back over onto her back, and sat tall against her. Those slender legs she owned wrapped around my waist; she was trying to push me forward. I now knew what she wanted, and I wanted it too. My cock still hard, I grabbed a hold of it. My brown eyes lined her legs, eventually moving to her skirt. Her pussy was still covered by the green fabric. I grunted, moved forward, my dick disappearing under the shadows of her skirt. Millikan bit her bottom lip, and started to breath hard.

My cock pressed against her pussy. She grunted.

"Yes..." I heard her say.

I pressed again, harder this time. She straightened up, groaning some more. I grabbed her by her waist, and slowly started to pull her back, while I pushed forward. Millikan bit her lips, trying to settle down on the pleasure she was about to feel. I began pushing in, even deeper now. I felt the folds of her pussy began to bend away because of my actions. She groaned, whimpered even, eyes closing, tears forming. I ignored it all. I moved in, deeper, deeper. I felt her slit, part and open, trying to bring me in.

I entered in suddenly, I was shocked. Millikan was so tight, her pussy clamped down on my member. It felt like a fleshy, warm highway, was rumbling against my cock. The fox was driven wild by my sudden entrance. She moaned out in lust, yelling loudly against the air. I felt my cock meet some barrier, but I tore through it. Millikan screamed again.

Then I stopped. I was inside her, inside Millikan. All the way up to my hilt. And it felt amazing. Never before had I felt so good. Millikan's cunt was so wonderful; warm, juicy, tight. I groaned, my fingers gliding up her flat stomach. I gazed up to her, she was gazing back with lust. Weakly, her lips formed a smile.

"Give it too me..."

Was that pick up line she learned? It was corny. I didn't give. I began to slide in and out of her, extremely slow at first. I pulled out, slowly, my cock head right at the entrance. Then I went in again. Slowly, like the first time. All the way to the hilt. Millikan moaned in lust, her tongue slithering from those soft lips. I pulled out, my grip hard on her waist. I moved in, my speed slowly increasing. Millikan moaned. Those damned moans! I wanted to hear more of them. She had two of those moans, now that I noticed it. Some were so high-pitch, like a yelp. Others were longer, much like a slur. I loved them both.

I began to move in and out of her extremely fast. It wasn't sudden, no, it was gradual. But when I got to that pace, there was no stopping. I rammed into Millikan as fast as I pleased, hearing more and more of those luscious moans. I fucked her as deeply as I pleased, and as fast as I pleased. She didn't seem to mind; she was enjoying it so much. Her face, bright cherry red, her soft lips open, her tongue waving inside. She gazed at me with half-closed eyes, while her moaning peppered the skies. Seeing it all was so good, too good. I felt that moment of volcanic explosion take me again.

I shoved in deeply, suddenly stopping. I didn't know if it was good or not too, even though I wanted too. She suddenly tapped me on my cheeking, drawing my attention down. Upon doing so, she quelled my questions with a kiss from those soft lips.

"Cum in me..." she said, giving me to the go to.

And I did. As if her words were what was stopping me. I came inside her, allowing my warmth to splash inside her body. She threw back in lust, moaning loudly as my semen stained her virgin insides. Yes, she was no longer a virgin, I took that from her. Hot burning rope, after hot burning rope, erupted inside her nubile insides.

And when it was over, it was over. I continued sitting above her, breathing hard. She continued lying under me, breathing hard as well. I removed myself from her, shuffling back a few inches. I fell back, too exhausted to continue. After a few minutes, Millikan climbed upon my body. She licked my chest, teased my nipples, glided up to my neck, then to my lips. We kissed for a while, only stopping when she ceased. I watched her move back down to my, now flaccid, cock. All she had to do was rub her pussy against my member, and it straightened up once again. This time, she removed her skirt from her body. I have to say, seeing Millikan there, naked save for her sandals and various jewels, was mind-numbing.

She sat down on my cock, allowing me to enter her pussy once again. Her hands were placed upon my stomach, as she slowly rose and lowered her body upon my dick. Her moans were beautiful; I still can't get enough of them, even now. Now that she was in control, the sex wasn't fast. She was slow, moving up and down on my body in slow intervals. She was enjoying the feel, gyrating her waist around my cock, giving me pleasure like none other.

"Cum in me..." she pleaded, "Please?"

My hands trekked up to her waist, holding her down upon my cock. My limit was, once again, nearing. The longer the sex went on, the shorter my limit became it seemed. I was going to cum soon; damn Millikan and her body.

One final hop on me, and I detonated. The last remnants of cum within my balls splashed into her body. She moaned, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull with pleasure. I moaned, my hands finally leaving her waist. My spurts were after one another, but ended after only three, unlike the other times. And I was sure I was finished now.

Millikan removed herself from me, eventually laying up in the bed we fucked on. After a few seconds of shuffling, I joined her. My arms, wrapped around her body, my lips, pressing against her muzzle. We shuffled under the covers, and our heads met the pillows.

"You were so good, Millikan..." I said through one of my kisses.

"You weren't to bad yourself," she answered, "But..."

"But...?"

"You took away my virginity," she stated, "And you came inside me twice!" she shuffled her body closer than mine, only to turn around, "You better take responsibility!"

I kissed those soft lips of hers, enjoying the feel of it. I knew who Millikan was; she was a young girl, slightly mischievous, but smart. If I had to take responsibility for her, or for what we did, I didn't mind. I rubbed her stomach, causing her to grip my hand as I did so. When our lips broke from another tongue kissing, she smiled. I smiled.

"I'd do it..." I whispered, "I'd do it..."

"Good..." she answered as she placed her head in my chest, "Now turn off that lamp... I'm tired..."

I did.

...

I stumbled through my door, my body exhausted from last nights events. Could you believe it? I wake up after a night of passion with Millikan, only to come out on the other end weak, and alone. Yes, alone. Millikan wasn't there. In fact, the entire building was devoid of any life. It was freaky. All my clothes were there, nothing was stolen. I was just naked in a clean upscale bed, all alone.

I stumbled my way to work, head throbbing with pain and confusion. Did last night even happen? Well, duh, it did. I woke up in the building all naked and stuff. But where did Millikan and everyone else go? And my letter? That was the only thing which was gone from my person, the letter which brought me to that place the first time.

When I found my main office, I sat down in my plush chair. I took a sip of the drink I bought before entering; it helped calm my wailing nerves. I gazed down to my desk, my fingers dragging along its mahogany styling. I noticed a letter. Quickly, I snatched up the letter, reading the information it had given me.

Thanks for the fun! I wonder if I'll get pregnant. Oops. Maybe I shouldn't think about it, huh? Well! If you're wanting some more fun, dearest creator, the next one is much for you. Red fur, and impressive wing span, you know who she is. She knows you well too! The next lay will be one for you, I promise! Well, you now know the place, right? Wrench in Hand, Millikan

Wow. That's all I could say.