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A Night With Gloria

Preface

Thanks to the gracious permission of Cracky ( https://cracky.sofurry.com ), two of his characters are making a guest appearance in this story - his lovely vixen Gloria and her canid companion, Duke. Inspired by this piece here:https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12478264

Getting back into my Sci-Fi character set. Time, November 2230. It's been a while, so if you need a species reference, you can find it here:https://www.sofurry.com/view/429362

This is also the beginning of the end of the Porn Star Chronicles series, which has run its course in its present form. Though it ends on a sad note, it is the beginning of a rather interesting adventure.....

Graciously edited by the lovely Victoria Fox.

Aloha!

The heat of midsummer had given way to the colours of autumn, which in turn had given way to the wind blown rains of winter. The sound of the drops against the apartment window were at gusty times as loud as if pebbles were assaulting the glass.

"So nice to be warm and dry inside." Gere said with grateful appreciation as he lay comfortably on the sofa, eyes closed with his head on Chelsea's lap while she read her novel. His mind drifted into daydreams influenced by the storm.

Solara was sitting on the floor in front of the sofa, resting her head on her brother's hip and paying a holographic video game. But the game had long since ended, yet she sat there quietly for some time.

Gere opened an eye, expecting to see his sister had dozed off, but instead saw her staring at the opposite wall, a tear rolling down her cheek.

"Hey..." Gere said softly as he wiped the tear from her cheek. "Are you OK?"

She looked over shoulder to him with melancholy eyes. Her mouth opened as to speak, but then stopped. She got up and went into the washroom without saying a word.

Gere sat up and rubbed his chin, "I'm getting worried about that girl. She hasn't been herself for a while."

"Oh, Honey..." Chelsea said as she put her book down and rubbed her boyfriend's arm. "It's probably the change in the seasons. She got moody last couple of winters, too."

Gere nodded, then got a grin. Snapping his fingers, he jumped up from the sofa and grabbed his phone, I have an idea how we might just cure that!" He called their office and left a message.

The next day, their boss John Spear invited Gere and Chelsea to an early lunch. They slipped out while Solara continued to sleep to her usual after noon-hour rise time.

"A luau!" John proclaimed with a smile as he heard of Solara's emotional malaise. "A tropical themed party with plenty of food would likely bring up the spirits of anyone." He said to Gere. Looking to Chelsea he added, "Traditional meats are served as well. There's something for everyone at a luau."

"That sounds great!" Gere said. "How much will it cost me to organize one?"

Chelsea gave a dirty look at her boyfriend's 'penny pinching' attitude. "That just might work, John. How can we organize this?"

John's eye gleamed as it did whenever he had the perfect solution to a situation, "Let me make a call. All you'll have to do is show up. A construction magnate buddy of mine who shares my name just finished a project in the highlands of Victoria. A mansion that will serve as a sub-tropical refuge for the Equuleusian delegates to Earth. I have an invitation and can bring a few associates."

Chelsea gave a squeal of excitement and hugged her boss. "Thank you! This will be just the thing our little sweetie needs."

The mansion was like a natural wonder. The design was such that it blended in with the landscape so well, one had to look hard to see where nature ended and construction began.

As they walked inside, a hot, humid blast of air hit them as the environmental system maintained a climate as close as possible to Equuleus; 29C. at 85% humidity.

Chelsea let out a gasp for what was to her a stifling experience. Gere and Solara felt as if they stepped off a transport and were back home.

The lighting was very bright and yellowish, mimicking the Equuleusian sun. There were tropical plants everywhere. Most spectacular was the fact colourful birds flew freely and chirped their song loudly as the sound of fountains and waterfalls filled the oversized rooms.

"We're home." Gere said reverently at the sight. Their Pegasiian home world was very similar to that of Equuleus.

Solara took a deep breath with closed eyes. "It sure feels like it."

Chelsea's fur was immediately soaked in sweat and she panted slightly, instinctively, boosting the limited cooling of her Canisian physiology.

Being a Hawaiian themed party, the group showed up in traditional tropical attire. Chelsea wore a bright floral bikini with a matching waist wrap. Solara wore similar in more an earth-tone to match her dark grey curly fur and as she preferred, no bottom under her wrap-skirt. Gere wore his "American tourist in the Bahamas" outfit that painfully embarrassed the girls. Khaki shorts, Bermuda shirt, sunglasses, straw hat and flip-flops. All that was missing was a cheesy camera hanging about his neck.

An Equuleusian greeter handed out leis of plumeria flowers, placing them around the neck each guest that arrived. An usher guided them into the meeting hall which was even more grand. Tables appeared to be roughly hewn stone, but of a material light enough the much weaker species could carry them easily.

Food was served buffet style. The meats for the guests however, were behind a blind that appeared to be made of palm fronds. The sight and scent of meat was extremely offensive culturally to the herbivorous Equuleusians.

There were some stares by the many Equuleusians and Pegasiians attending as Chelsea entered. Only recently had relations between the worlds gone from completely verboten to extremely restricted. Only on earth could the equine Equuleusian and caprid Pegasiian species be seen talking to canids let along mingling in friendship.

"Holy, look at the rack on her!" Gere said about one Canisian vixen across the room wearing a scant grass skirt and topless like a paradise island girl wearing high heels and a Terran dog following along beside her.

Equuleusians used to having a hot climate rarely wore any clothing off their own world. A topless female amongst their midst went unnoticed. Gere was enjoying the scenery as was Chelsea and Solara, though they didn't make their admirations so vocal.

Solara grinned, "Well, as the locals say, 'When in Rome'..." And removed her top.

Gere face-palmed and Chelsea giggled.

"There's so few canids here. She might want to sit with us." Solara continued, wanting to be friendly and social.

Her brother smiled at that idea, wanting a closer look at her. Chelsea being more curious than jealous, didn't contest Solara's offer.

"Hello!" Solara said sweetly with a smile and held out her hand. "I'm Solara, Solara Golais."

The vixen smiled and shook Solara's hand. "Gloria. Nice to meet you." She looked down at her dog, "And this is my companion, Duke."

Duke gave what could be interpreted as a smile and wagged his tail.

"What a handsome boy!" Solara exclaimed and knelt down. Duke sat and raised his paw to shake, which Solara did, then petted his head and scratched his ears. "What type... um... breed is he?"

Gloria looked proudly and replied, "Siberian Husky and wolf cross." She saw that Duke took a liking to Solara and was licking her face. But unlike most people who cringed, Solara laughed and petted Duke more. "He's also smart and knows when he's being complimented."

Solara stood and wiped her cheek of the drool, "Flatter a guy of any species and they'll be wanting to lick you silly." The ladies chuckled.

Gloria held her pineapple glass up and looked around, "What do you think of my husband's work? Impressive, huh?"

"Wow! He designed all this?" Solara was wide-eyed impressed.

"Well, not design it, he physically built it. He was the foreman to turn impossible designs into reality." Gloria replied. "Equuleusians are incredibly good engineers and builders."

"Your husband is an Equuleusian?" Solara said now even more impressed.

"Yup! One of only two canid-equine relationships known. Terrans and Equuleusians think it's awesome, even if.... forgive me, most Pegasiians, disapprove."

Solara smiled, "Most, not all. I have a Canisian girlfriend. So does my brother. Well, she's the same girl and..." Solara paused, "It's complicated."

Gloria laughed, "Aren't all relationships, my dear?"

Solara brought Gloria and Duke back to the dinner table and introduced them to her brother and girlfriend.

"What a privilege it is to meet the 'Titillating Trio'." She said with a smile, familiar with their line of work.

Chelsea blushed as Gere smiled proudly, "Nice to meet a fan!" He motioned to the empty seat, "Please, join us!"

Gloria sat down, her large breasts bouncing and swinging with her every movement. Chelsea jabbed her elbow in Gere's ribs and whispered, "Stop staring!"

"I wouldn't let it all hang out if I minded the attention, honey." Gloria winked at Chelsea who gave a pouty expression and Gere just smiled.

Duke introduced himself with tail wags and received pets from Gere and Chelsea. "Not the only one who minds attention, hey big fella?" Solara said as she patted her leg, summoning Duke to her side for more scratching.

The four had many interests in common and conversation was entertaining and enlightening. Then Solara let out a 'squeak' and a blushing giggle.

"What's your problem?" Gere asked, looking somewhat annoyed at his conversation being interrupted.

"Nothing." Solara said with a grin and her hands clenched between her legs. "Duke tickled me. Carry on!"

Gere rolled his eyes and carried on his train of thought. Solara looked under the table where Duke sat, his head lowered giving 'puppy dog' eyes and his tail tip wagging. "That was naughty!" She whispered to the dog, who had tickled her pussy with his whiskers while stealing a curious sniff of this alien female.

He smiled back at her, mouth opened slightly and tongue out slightly. She noticed the red tip of his penis protruding from his white sheath. Surreptitiously looking around if anyone was looking, Solara gently ran her toe across Duke's sheath. Duke approved of this action, his ears flattening against his head and gently licking the inside of Solara's thigh.

"Why don't you come get another drink with me?" Gloria placed her hand gently on Solara.

"Sure." She replied cautiously, not knowing if her new friend had noticed what happened under the table.

"Stay." Gloria said to Duke as they got up and turned toward the bar.

When they were out of earshot of the table, Gloria said quietly to Solara, "You're a curious one, aren't you?"

"About?" Solara said innocently.

Gloria stared with a smirk, "Duke. Canisian eyes are as good as our ears."

Solara stopped and looked embarrassed. "Sorry. I didn't mean to offend."

Gloria smiled and ran the back of her fingers over the side of Solara's cheek, "I think he likes you."

"I think our little one is going to get cheered up tonight." Gere said back at the table, seeing their new acquaintance and Solara chatting across the room.

"You seem a very open minded girl, from your films." Gloria said as they continued to walk to the bar.

"I like to think of myself as open minded." Solara replied.

Gloria nodded and looked around, making sure they weren't overheard. "You could say he's my boyfriend. We've been together since before I met my husband. So I get a little jealous if he takes an interest in someone else. But, he has a mind of his own." She winked, "If he didn't like you, you'd be on your way to the local E.R."

Solara gulped and looked very embarrassed, "I... I didn't mean anything." She blushed, "I just have this.... curiosity."

Gloria smiled, "I gathered. Why I wasn't offended. It's rare to meet another with such interests." She sipped at her drink and scowled at the cup. She motioned for another. Looking back at Solara with an expression of 'sizing her up', she offered, "While I may not share, I don't mind a curious onlooker."

Solara was stunned, "We just met and you want to share something so... personal?"

"You have a Canisian love interest. That makes you a very unique Pegasiian." Gloria ran her fingers under Solara's chin. "And maybe you just have an interest in, shall we say, feral types?"

Solara's mind went back to her summer visit at the dude ranch. The rugged cowboy that would have culturally fit in well four hundred years ago and his best friend, Jack. That scary, exciting time with Jack....

A few minutes later, Solara returned to the table with a big smile. "I'll.... catch up with you two tomorrow." She tied her top back on and walked back to Gloria who called Duke and they left.

"Whatever she said or did, looks like Solara's back to her old self." Gere said as the three left.

Chelsea placed her hand on Gere's arm, "Honey, why don't we go home and get back to our old selves before I melt in this hothouse."

Adventurous Curiosity

The trio entered Gloria and her husband's hotel suite. Solara was surprised by the blast of heat as they entered, then remembered since Gloria's husband was Equuleusian, they would have the climate reasonably comfortable for him.

"My girlfriend Chelsea melts at any temp much above 14C. How is it you handle it so easily?" Solara asked curiously.

Gloria chuckled, "I'm from the south. I've lived in Georgia, Louisiana, Alabama and Mississippi. You quickly learn to adapt!"

"Oh, that's where your accent is from!" Solara said with a smile. "Very exotic."

"Why, thank you!" Gloria replied with a smile, flattered, accentuating her accent.

She ran her fingers through Solara's hair and down the curls of fur on her arm, "I'm not the only one exotic.... and entrancing." She kissed her gently, gauging the young Pegasiian's response. As their tongues touched, Gloria grasped Solara's breasts and pinned her to the wall, making her gasp through her nostrils, shocked at the vixen's forwardness. Solara gave a moan of comfortable submission, wrapping her arms around Gloria, holding her closer.

Their moment was interrupted by the sound of a whimper. They broke from their kiss and looked down to see Duke sitting, looking up at them with head bowed. The tip of his tail was wagging.

"Jealous, are we?" Gloria said as her companion perked up and tongue draped out of his mouth. "You know I belong to you, sweetie." She said as she untied her skirt, letting it drop to the carpet.

She stood there, wearing only her high heels and lei. Solara was smitten by the sight of the fluffy vixen, from the perfectly manicured canid toenails through the strap shoes to the fuzzy tips of her ears.... and everything in between.

She saw Duke's desire for his mistress, his red penis protruding from its protective sheath, growing slowly longer. Remembering but an hour earlier the sensation of his tongue on her thigh in response to her touch, she also released the knot on her waist wrap, letting it fall silently to the floor.

Gloria admired Solara's bottomless form. Looking back at Duke, "You seem to have your choice, boy!"

He stood up, tail wagging and panting, looking back and forth between the girls. He took a step and Solara felt a cold, wet nose press against her lips.

Still against the wall, she spread her legs apart somewhat to give him better access. She felt the breeze of his breath as he sniffed at her. She whispered pleadingly under her breath, "Yes, yes boy..... please."

His tongue began to lap at her pussy lips gently, then finding the source of sweetness, thrust his long, feral tongue in deep. "Oh my gawwwwwd..." She gasped, eyes wide at the new sensation of a warm, animal tongue pressing between her tingling labia. As long as Chelsea's, but rougher and with none of her gentle talents; just raw lust. She stood on her tip toes, quivering into climax by Duke's probing tongue lapping appreciatively at her pussy.

She raised a leg high and pressed herself into his muzzle, squirming at the delights. She panted and biting her lip, looked down at the animal enjoying her as he would a a food treat from his mistress. This only excited her more and increased her desires for such a feral partner of her own.

"H... holy shit!" Solara panted with the glowing grin of satisfaction as Duke's tongue withdrew into his muzzle, licking his lips loudly at this herbivorous being's nectar.

Gloria had been watching the action, filling with desires of her own. Massaging her own breasts as her companion tasted her new friend. She was panting in self-induced orgasm as Duke finished sampling Solara and turned toward her. He nuzzled her crotch and licked at her wet finger. Jumping up with his front paws on her hip, his hips thrust as his extended penis bobbed and dripped thick pre-cum.

"You know who you want, boy!" Gloria panted and she dropped down to her hands and knees, her fluffy vixen tail raised up and curled over her back.

With a whimper of excitement, Duke mounted his mistress and began to thrust vigorously.

The sight of such a beautiful vixen groaning in orgasm had Solara on her knees, masturbating wildly. Her bleats of climax alternating with Gloria's yips, there was no reason half the hotel floor wasn't thinking there was a wild orgy taking place in the room.

Watching his furry, feral testicles slapping against Gloria's pussy faster and faster, she watched as his leg rose and quivered rapidly as he uttered a whimper of pleasure for his own orgasm, his tongue draped out the side of his mouth with eyes half closed in ecstasy.

Duke became still for a few moments and with no concept of cuddling in the afterglow, pulled out as the voluminous release of seed he gave his lover ran out like a small waterfall, soaking the vixen's perfectly shaped lips as well as a patch of carpet underneath.

He took a few long licks of his own juices that covered his lover's pussy, then sat and began cleaning off his own receding, red member.

"Mmmm, somebody was pent-up. It's been a while, hasn't it?" Gloria said through her panting. She was about to upright herself when she felt another tongue licking at her from behind.

Her back arched, "UNGH!.... I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." Gloria squealed high pitched as she came again, this time so strongly she couldn't tell if she was squirting, or lost control of her bladder. Not that Solara would have minded either way. It was so intense that when she was finished, she collapsed prone on the carpet, panting heavily.

Solara was more than willing to make up for what cuddling Duke lacked. She layed beside and against Gloria, stroking her hair and fur gently with gentle kisses to her neck, ears and face.

"Wow!" Gloria said with a smile, still panting, her chin flat to the carpet. "You should teach my husband that trick of the tongue."

"Well, you could say I make instructional videos." She replied, making Gloria chuckle.

A couple of hours later the girls were sleeping cuddled together in the hotel bed with Duke on the blankets at their feet. Solara awoke with a start as she heard the door open and the light from the hallway fill the room. A light then came on in the room and a large, chocolate brown Equuleusian wearing a colourful grand boubou robe stood looking at them and gave a smile.

Solara stared silently back, her mouth open and wide eyed like the lover of a cheating spouse having been caught.

Gloria stirred, "Honey?"

"It's me, Sweetheart." The Equuleusian replied in a deep, but gentle voice.

She smiled and reached out to him, her eyes still closed. He came to the side of the bed and nuzzled her in affectionate greeting.

"We have a visitor tonight, I see?" He said and looked at Solara, still unsure as to the situation.

"Uh-hmmm." Gloria replied joyfully. "She's a hot one."

The Equuleusian chuckled, "You left something for me, didn't you?" He nuzzled her again and made his way to the washroom.

"That's my husband, John." Gloria said as they heard the shower start.

"Maybe I should go...." Solara said, uncomfortably.

"If you wish, but you'll miss out on more fun." Gloria said as Solara looked perplexed. "John's a typically faithful Equuleusian, but doesn't mind putting on a show." She winked.

Solara smiled. A show was something she couldn't refuse.

After some time, John exited the washroom. His body hair was fluffed up, having used forced air instead of the toweling more popular with furred species. Solara grinned, as he looked rather comical - like a Shetland pony having gone through a cycle in a clothes dryer.

But what wasn't comical, was his large equine penis dropping, half hard. Her heart fluttered. She had equine toys and viewed many holographic images of Equuleusian males, but this was her first time seeing one live, real and naked in front of her.

Gloria removed the blankets from both of them and rolled on her back. Her large breasts hang over the sides of her chest. She grasped them and squeezed them together, running her long tongue across her nipple. "How about giving us a taste, My Love?"

John's penis became fully erect at the offer.

"Ho-ly!" Solara said at the sight and squeezed her own breasts, her nipples and areolae swelling and puffing out like a lactating mother hearing her baby cry.

John's face filled with lustful happiness at the sight. He straddled his wife, laying his penis between her fluffy-furred breasts that she squeezed over him, making a drop of pre-cum dribble out onto her chest.

Solara's mind turned to mush. She was seeing now a flashback of her own equine encounter with Jack, the donkey. Her fingers slipped between her legs as she moaned at the memory.

John gave slow thrusts as his wife massaged him with her boobs in sync. His scrotum rested on her belly with his large, brown balls rolling back and forth on her light grey fur. A pool of thick, clear fluid matted her fur at his glistening glans.

Solara placed her face cheek-to-cheek with Gloria, their mouths open. waiting to receive their prize.

The sight of the two girls' cheeks pressed together, tongues extended in anticipation excited John into more rapid thrusts. Then the unexpected; he felt Duke's warm tongue lapping and rimming at his anus.

That was pleasingly overwhelming. He gave a deep, feral nicker and grunt as his stream covered the faces and filled the mouths of the two girls. Solara not expecting such an explosive and sustained release, gave a cough.

He panted as his orgasm continued to throb, even though he was quite empty and going limp. He opened his eyes to see Solara and Gloria feverishly licking each other's muzzles, still half covered in his semen.

"I... I've died and gone to Glory." He said to himself through his heavy breaths.

The Decision

The first morning light came in through the hotel windows, illuminating the four cuddled together in bed. Being November, this was quite late for John and Gloria, being early risers due to John's work. But Solara grumbled at the stirring. Anything before the crack-of-noon was too early.

"Solara sweetie, you have to get up. John and I need to check out soon." Gloria whispered gently.

"Where are you going?" Solara poked her nose out from under the blankets and yawned. Immediately her face was covered in Duke's kisses, making her giggle despite her earlier scowl at being awakened so early.

"Another day, another construction job for my hubby." Gloria replied. "And he'd be helpless without me with him."

John and Gloria were kind enough to buy her breakfast. John rather enjoyed sharing a herbivorous meal with someone for a change. Yet the morning passed all too quick and Solara found herself alone and feeling very lonely again as John and Gloria waved from their taxi as it departed for the airport.

What was exhilarating, adventurous and spectacular, left her once again, by herself at the dawn of a new day.

She regretted nothing. But everyone she shared her heart with seemed to have a loved one to return home to.

She had two; one was her girlfriend, the other her brother. But she knew eventually Gere would marry Chelsea. She wanted someone that was hers, that no one could come between them.

She knew what she wanted, who she wanted, despite their fleeting time together. Maybe she misread his desires? She knew hers. But could she be so bold to take that step, a step into uncharted waters.

"Time for a change in my life." She said aloud to herself. Knowing she'd made the decision, her heart raced with both excitement and terror. But big winners don't play it safe on any world.

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Gere, Chelsea,

What's going on? Are you all OK?

John Spear

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Gere and Chelsea both received the text while watching a movie that late morning.

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We're fine. What's up?

Gere

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Seconds passed before the response.

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Solara just resigned.

John Spear

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Gere's eyes went wide. "Uhhhh......" His eyebrows narrowed into a scowl. "Let's find out what that crazy sister of mine is up to." Gere began typing a message to Solara as she walked in the door, arms full of bags.

Solara looked at Chelsea and Gere and gave a big sigh, as if she was going to give a speech. But she simply said, "I've made a big decision."

Both were looking at her confused, dumbfounded and a little irritated, "We noticed." Gere said. "We heard from John Spear."

"Oh, that." Solara looked sheepishly. "I was hoping to tell you first."

She sat down on the couch between them and opened one of the bags and pulled out a tan coloured parka. She stood and put it on, pulling the oversized hood up. "What do you think?

"You look like... what are those northern people called again?" Gere asked.

"Inuit" Chelsea responded flatly.

"Yeah!" Gere said with a smile, snapping his fingers. He scowled at her, "Now why may I ask?"

Solara glared back at him. "What do you think someone used to summer norms going into minus twenty is going to wear, that Barbados outfit you have?" She rolled her eyes.

Gere shook his head in frustrated incomprehension, "What are you talking about? Minus what? Where are you going?"

"The ranch."

"The... ranch?" Chelsea said surprised. "Honey, you're going to risk all on what was likely just a summer fling?"

"Maybe, maybe not." She said with a snap. "I want something a little more permanent in my life. Someone to be my own. You have Gere. Gloria has her husband. I'm willing to take the risk."

Chelsea was stunned. "What happened last night, honey?"

Gere was nodding, clicking in to how his sister was feeling. "It's not what happened last night, dear, but this morning."

Chelsea now understood. She couldn't fully appreciate it, because it had never happened to her. She never had 'one night stands' where she got an emotional attachment that picked up and left the next day. But she understood.

Gere snooped in the bags and pulled out matching insulated ski pants. "At least you won't freeze your chubby cheeks in these." His sister took them and stuck her tongue out.

Gere also found a backpack in another bag with a transport ticket - one way to Ashcroft, dated three days from now.

His smile evaporated. He looked up her with a melancholy expression, "I... I guess this really is it?" He said above a whisper.

Solara glomped on him in a hug and kissed his cheek. "I will always love you, big brother."

He held her tight. He opened his mouth to offer support for her decision, but nothing came out. He shed a tear.

Chelsea held the two of them. "Even apart, we will always be family."

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To Be Continued