The Grand Opening!
#1 of The Main Club Series
The Grand Opening A little present for the club's fans and supports, especially all of the positive feedback he has had from the school series. It seems like you guys made your voices heard and soon he granted you more Eva Young in all her cheeky naughtiness! The story will include the new staff, old characters and a certain special band. Enjoy! I must warn you that this story contains yiff and should not be viewed by minors. Fetishes such as anal sex and rimming along with M/M, F/F and hermaphrodite content also make an appearance. Viewer discretion is advised!
The muffled hiss of the microphone brought everyone to the attention of the stage as the lights came on bright and lit the scene in lustrous crimson. A busty, energized Eva stood on stage with a growing grin on her face and the microphone shaking in her hand. She wore tight, three-quarter length jeans and a tight ‘Tail's Up!' T-shirt. "Hello everyone!" she announced, proudly, "And welcome to the grand opening of ‘Tail's Up!' I am so excited to stand up here tonight in front of you all. It seems like the years of me on my back with my legs in the air wasn't for nothing, huh?!?" The crowd gave a pleasant chuckle as she cleared her throat, "Again I would like to thank all of you for coming and for you to enjoy yourselves. As long as you do not cause any trouble to other patrons, my staff or me then my club is your club. That doesn't mean you can't get a bit naughty!" Eva winked to the crowd as she raised her famous cocktail high, "TO ‘TAIL'S UP'!!!" she proclaimed. "TO ‘TAIL'S UP'!!!" toasted the crowd in a uproar of cries and hollers of joy. The crowd began to slurp down there cocktails happily as the band started to set up on the stage. Eva dived into the crowd and began to chat with the many patrons crowding her, congratulating her and celebrating the new club. Meanwhile, a familiar face approached the door where Jess was staring deeply into her list. The tall figure stood in front of the desk with a haunting smile about her and a long coat to protect her from the winter's brace. Recognising the smaller Labrador, she took the chance to have a little fun. "Hello there!" she presented heartily. "Hi...welcome to ‘Tail's Up'..." replied a distant Jess, still enveloped in her admin duties, "Would you like entrance?" "Actually, I'm here as a dancer!" Tearing her eyes from her paper, Jess found a familiar hybrid standing in front of her with a huge smirk on her face. She stood up and embraced her with a warm hug having not seen her in a long time. "KIT!! Oh it's been so long!" muffled Jess in Kit's chest. "Yeah, far too long! I'm here to work though so we'll see a lot more of each other," whispered Kit, moving her finger up Jess' chest, "Much...much more." Pushing Kit's finger away just made the pair giggle of old-times.
Kit burst through the door happily and hung up her coat on the rack. She scoped the scene for the sight of the famous caramel wolfess. Before Kit had her chance to grab Eva, a smaller figure had her eye on her. The small wolf was named Kaze and he was waiting for his chance to shine. He had black fur and silver highlights with white natural highlights; yet his amethyst purple eyes was his most stunning, distinguishing feature. Timidly he approached Eva from behind as she chatted with two familiar faces of blue and grey. "So I told her that she could have it back as soon as I pulled from my..." heartily explained Eva in the primary levels of inebriation. "Excuse me?" Eva turned to inspect the source of the diffident voice to find Kaze standing shakily behind her. With a big smile, she offered her hand in quite a lady-like manner. "How do you do? I am the proprietor of this erotic club! How can I help you?" "Well...er it's nice to meet you. I...I was wondering about..." "A job?" interrupted Eva, tired of waiting for his nervous stutter. "Yes that's right." "As what may I ask?" "A dancer?" Holding in her sniggers, Eva took another swig of her cocktail and threw her arm around his shoulders, leading him back to the door. "Of course! Go and get an interview form from Jess at the door."
"What am I gunna do now?" troubled distressed Roy, kicking the dust up in front of him as he walked, his hands buried in his pockets. Roy plucked the knife from his pocket and stared deeply at the blade in wonder. Engraved so delicately in the hilt was a message that warmed his heart, ‘You have been a faithful servant and friend. Find your freedom. Target_PsY xxx'. He knew what his Master meant; to be free and under not control but his own. His body yearned for it, his muscles ached for rest. All to no avail. Whether he like it or not, Roy had been brought up and trained all his life as a servant and he would be till his dying day. Yet he knew of no-one who wanted him or could use his skills for that matter. More of a pacifist than a soldier, Roy still knew the ways of ‘shotgun diplomacy' and was drained well in the field by many of his previous Masters. Except now he had no purpose, nothing to give his life any meaning. An innocent piece of litter blew into Roy's path as he kicked it away with his foot. The paper whirled into the air and straight into Roy's chest. Peeling it from his shirt, Roy's eyes widened with excitement as he read out the advertisement, his tail wiping happily from side to side. "Grand Opening of ‘Tail's Up' erotic entertainment club and bar. Staff wanted." This was his calling, the chance he had been waiting so diligently for. Clipping his heels together happily, Roy took off down the street and to the club.
"What a beautiful night!!" sighed Comet happily with her head resting on Tamati's muscular chest. Tamati pulled her in closer with his arm as a grin washed across his face. Nothing could go wrong for him, he was on top of the world; a beautiful girl, good health, good times... A violent gust blew between the buildings and chilled a scantily clad Comet, shivering in Tamati's arms. He looked down tenderly at her, "Let's find a place to chill for a few minutes so you can warm up." Scanning the streets around him, his eyes rested upon the newly opened ‘Tail's Up!' as the pair approached the door.
For a second time that night Eva took to the stage, cocktail sloshing in her hand and in a more inebriated state than she was earlier. Her hair was glistening with drops of sweat and her clothes were rugged and slightly undone. "And now I present to...to you! The...er...The Hunters!!!" she slurred into the mic. Trying to clap and hold her cocktail, Eva tumbled down the stage stairs as Andy took to the mic with a cheesy grin. "HOW ARE WE DOING TONIGHT!!??!" he screamed to the mic. The crowd roared and chanted for songs of different descriptions. He could see Caramel in the back as he gave her an excited wave. "We've decided to put our new bass guitarist to the test so get ready for some HYSTERIA!!!" Cassandra made her way to the front of the stage, catching a proud glare from her mothers in the back. With a count in from the drummer, she began the famous riff, her fingers moving far too fast to register. Her amp screeched the tune, struggling to keep up with her fast pace. Soon the drums began to crash and the other band members joined in. "'Cause I want it now! I want it now! Give me your heart and your soul!!" The club was alit with people dancing and blaring lights as the various dancers took to the stage. On a smaller stage to the left, Hemlock dagger was beginning his routine for the ladies. Sofas surrounding the stage were crowded as he appeared. Although of a medium size, Hemlock's muscles were clear cut with defined abs and pecks. He was a muscular polar with black y-fronts, black cowboy boots and a black, ten gallon hat. His moves were as sharp as his name; splits and twirls of all description sent the crowd into a wild flurry of throwing money and cheering loudly. Another figure soon approached the stage which caught Hemlock's attention more than anyone else. The timorous Kaze had approached the stage with great interest, his beautiful Amethyst eyes focused on Hemlock's every move. With a cheeky grin, Hemlock approached him and flung his hat so it landed perfectly on Kaze's head making the canine blush passionately.
Holding her glass up and allowing the last drop of her cocktail to cascade to her waiting tongue, Eva jumped at the coy knock on the door of her office. "Er..erm come in!" she smeared with a relieved giggle from her shock. The door slowly opened to display a well-built, black wearing bat. A certain jingle in his movement signalled the presence of chained armour and concealed weapons as he strode in and took a seat. "My name is Roy and I'm here for a job," he pronounced, adjusting his jacket round his neck. "Well you'll have to see Jess about that..." "No you don't understand. I'm not looking for a job as a dancer Mistress. I am a servant and I have been born and bred to serve. Is there any occupation you may have for me; a personal assistant perhaps? I'm good with computers." Eva frowned in disappointment, "I'm afraid I already have a personal assistant and that's Jess." A look of sadness dominated Roy's face as his eyes dropped in shame, "Oh...that's fine. Thank you Miss." The sight of him leaving the office was crushing for Eva. "Wait!" she called after him. He turned in the doorway and returned to her as instructed. "Maybe I could do with one more assistant. The more the merrier!" Roy's eyes widened, "Thank you so much Mistress!! You will not regret this!! I will..." "Wait, hold on! What did you call me?" "...Mistress... You are my new Mistress and I shall follow your orders." Eva's cock-eyed look made Roy quite nervous. Rubbing her chin in thought, Eva formulated a plan and presented her evil smile. "On one knee." Without a seconds thought, Roy did as he was told unquestionably. Grabbing her cocktail glass, she passed it to him, "Hit yourself over the head." Roy did so with no flinch, no twinge. "Didn't that hurt?" gasped Eva, guilty of her instruction (and surprised he carried it through). "Did you want it to hurt?" he calmly replied. Eva couldn't believe the creature in front of her; a servant to follow how every whim with no complaint, someone who does not feel pain or grief. However, Eva approached Roy with a different idea, bending over and grabbing his crotch, feeling his endowment with only a slight blush from Roy. "Well aren't we a big boy? Maybe we could..." A loud crash on the door interrupted Eva as an out of breath Kit burst through. Locking her eyes on the wolf, she advanced forward with a silent anger and a taste for revenge. "There you are!" she declared with a growl, "I have been all over this club looking for you! Me and you have a score to settle not to mention this job you were talking about." "Actually Kit, I'm a bit busy." "Oh no your not!!" Pulling Roy aside and onto his feet, Eva whispered her evil plans in his ear and proceeded to leave. Kit went to grab her only to be restrained herself by a grinning Roy. "I'm sure Roy will keep you company, Kit."
A larger, muscular fox sat at the bar, leaning over his drink in silent thought. His name was Kyroo and his interest was only in becoming a bouncer yet it seemed Eva was no were to be found and too busy to see him. Fik approached him from behind the bar, drying a glass in his hand. "Need another?" questioned Fik with a soft voice. The slightly tipsy fox stared deep into his glass full only of ice before sliding the glass to Fik. Flicking the bottle from behind his back, Fik plucked it from the air and began to pour another scotch for the depressed fox. "Heh, nice trick..." chuffed the fox, swirling his scotch lazily in it's glass. "Thanks. Hey why are you so down mate?" "Well...I came here for a job, to scope the place out ya know? What I find is everyone hooking up and having a great time. I should've brought a friend or something'..." "Why don't you hook up with a girl?" "I could," began Kyroo, turning on his bar stool, "But look at all of them. Most are either just dancers, herms or with someone." "How d'ya know some are herms?" "You kidding right? I can see the bulge from here!" Kyroo pointed to a scantily dressed dragoness on stage, one of pink and purple shaded scales with luscious, wild hair and an ass you could land a plane on. Although not as popular, a fair sized crowd did enjoy the entertainment the herms could put on. Hidden within the crowd were too familiar rabbits, Lime and Coal, enjoying the evening and drinks. "I...I wonder what doin' a herm would be like?!??" giggled Coal. "Nah you, you don't need to know..." slurred Lime in response. "I going to *hic* ask her when she's off then me and," tugging softly on Lime's ears, "You can have some fun!"
Hemlock finished his routine with the final chord of the music screeching through the club, pointing cheekily at Kaze. Soon the band started again with Cassandra standing at the edge of the stage, swinging her guitar to the grabbing hands of the crowd. Distortion screeched through her amp, setting it on fire with a burst of flame. Andy dived for the stand, plucking it in mid-air, "I can't stand it if I know you planned it!!!" he screamed in such an ecstatic manner to the melody of ‘Sabotage'. With that, a new burst of life fuelled with Kaze and filled him with an energy of such physical pulse that it moved him in ways his mind did not agree with. Although he was not official a dancer yet, Kaze jumped up on stage and joined Hemlock by the pole. Using the heavy beat and the rip of the decks, Kaze gyrated his hips to and fro, challenging Hemlock who stared on in disbelief. Hemlock began to dance with Kaze, holding him up and throwing him around in a display of such flamboyant style that the crowd went wild. Even Eva approached the stage, clapping in hysterics at the antics of the pair. Soon the song had finished and the band began to pack away. "Nice moves!" cried Hemlock, pulling Kaze closer. "*pant* Thanks!" remarked Kaze, desperately trying to regain his breath. "Maybe we should...get to know each other better..." smirked Hemlock, grabbing Kaze's ass and squeezing it playfully.
Andy jumped off stage as the rest of the band continued to back away to meet an elated Eva with yet another cocktail in her hand. She tried diligently to clap for him without spilling too much of her drink. "Wow, just...wow! Thank you so much," beamed Eva, taking another sip of her cocktail. "Oh it was our pleasure. Now if you excuse me," laughed Andy respectfully, pushing her to one side to line up with the rabbit running towards him. Catching Caramel in his arms, Andy gave her a big smooch as she hugged him tightly round the neck. "You were great!" "Ah thanks. Your looking lovely!" Mitch with his arm around Chloe's shoulders approached the pair holding cocktails in a merry shuffle. "Hi guys!" cried Chloe, "You were great Andy! And is this the infamous Caramel that Cassandra has told me about?" Chloe took another sip of her drink with a sneer, "What a cute little bunny. Maybe we should get better acquainted?!?" In her smashed state, Chloe's curiosity and playful nature had perked as she began to cuddle up next to Caramel, groping her tits subtly and sliding beneath her thin top. Although confused, Caramel was far too drunk to use her rationality at this point and began to squeeze on Chloe's arse, smiling as she did. "Maybe we should!" Mitch sighed, placing his glass down on a near-by table, "Well that sounds like a foursome if I ever heard one. You coming Andy?" Andy couldn't believe his lucky. Taking a close by cocktail and downing it, he joined Mitch as the two girls collapsed through the doorway to a room in a frisky embrace.
"So you're the bartender and janitor?" questioned a curious Kyroo. Fik stared back, slight perplexed at his companion, "How did you know I was the janitor?" With his glass in his hand, he pointed at the name tag clipped onto the front pocket of Fik's white shirt for which Fik looked down at before shrugging his shoulders. "Fair enough!" Kyroo's attention was suddenly drawn to a female who had collapsed onto the bar stool next to him. She was a blue vixen with tribal patterns around her upper arm and braided, short, blue hair. She wore a simple white shirt and black skirt. His eyes flickered over her before returning down to the table in front of him. Fik noticed his interest and intervened with his thoughts, "Talk to her. This is your chance!" "No she's...she's too...look at her!" "Doesn't hurt to try!" Gulping down the last of his whiskey, Kyroo built up his confidence and turned to her, tapping her lightly on the shoulder. "Nice to meet you. My name is Kyroo," he smiled pleasantly. Hesitating slightly, she replied favourably, "Krystal, charmed." "So...are you here alone?" "Well," she said aside, sheepishly. Soon another figure jumped into the fray in between the pair with her hands disapprovingly on her hips. She wore a traditional Celtic kilt with a cross for a belt and a piece of fur for a sporran. Her tight shirt stopped just above her belly button, struggling to conceal her large rack. Her face was adorned with a sensible amount of rich make-up and she completed her look with a black collar engraved with the initials ‘S.W.'. "What have you been doing with this guy?" she requested light-heartedly from her partner. Before Krystal could defend herself, she turned to a worried Kyroo, towering above him with a smirk. "So you like my Krystal do you?" she glared. "Well...er I was...I didn't mean to...she is....cute..." blushed Kyroo, avoiding eye contact. Examining him for a short period, she turned back to Krystal with a big grin on her mug; a grin that showed an utter essence of malicious intent. "Fine, it seems we found our entertainment for the evening!" she concluded, grabbing them both by the hands and dragging them into one of the many back rooms.
A rush of cold air took it's opportunity to blast through the door as a golden/crimson coated canine lunged through to take shelter in the bar. Removing her heavy, brown coat and hat, hanging them up on the rack, Cynthia the dingo sat down on one of the near-by sofas after plucking a cocktail from a waitress. The night was still young and it had been her first few nights in the Urios. She had been so excited on moving in, seeing the city and the sights yet she had found difficulty in getting around. With no friends or a guide to speak of, Cynthia hoped that going to the local clubs and pubs would allow her to meet someone. Zipping up her guitar bag, Cassandra opened the door from the green room and wiped the sweat form her brow. Happy with her performance of the night, she strode her way through the club to the door. "It's still quite early..." considered Cassandra. The sight of the lonesome dingo befell her as her pace slowed. Biting her lip, Cassandra contemplated how to spend the rest of the night. "She's very cute," she smirked evilly, "And I have nothing to do..." Laying her guitar behind the bar, Cassandra made her way over to the forlorn dingo for an introduction. "Hi there!" motioned an offset voice as Cynthia turned to see the grey wolfess offering her hand, "May I join you?" "Be my guest," she replied warmly. Cassandra set her cocktail down on the table in front of her as she sat down, turning to the dingo with her leg resting on the sofa. "My name is Cassandra, it's a pleasure to meet you! You seem quite shy and I thought you may need some company for the night." "I'm Cynthia an' I'm new ‘round ‘ere." "I can sympathize. That's a cute accent you've got..." "Thanks, that's nice of ya to say," she blushed with her powerful, Aussie accent. "So do you have mate a Cynthia or are you here alone?" "Well...there was someone. At the moment I'm single." "Isn't that," Cassandra's tail rubbed tenderly against Cynthia's leg, "Interesting. Tell me Cynthia, how drunk would you have to be for me to tear your clothes off and drag you into one of the back rooms...preferably in that order!" Cynthia was shocked at how forward the wolfess was and, although taken back slightly, Cynthia's naughty side began to show through. She did want to make friends and the wolfess in front of her was quite cute. "For you cutie," she grinned, "Not very!" "Ah good. Then let's proceed!" Cassandra dived for Cynthia's shirt as she leaped from her seat and into the back rooms with Cassandra giving chase.
"I'm warning you bat boy," snarled Kit, her anger only growing, "Let me go now or feel my wrath." "I do not fear you," leered Roy, his resolve remaining constant, "Besides, Mistress Eva wants me to keep you here and entertain you..." "Entertain me?" Twisting Kit's arm, Roy had her bent over the desk, pushing all the papers onto the floor in a shower of notes and scribbles. Within seconds he had her skirt pulled up and her panties off. With his solid grip, Kit was helpless under him. Again she felt the bitter taste of humiliation, her forced submission under the dominance of another. Then an idea popped into her head and, even though she could not have Eva, she could have her own way. "Ok stop stop stop!" she cried as Roy loosened his grip allowing her to spin round and face him, "Wht did Eva tell you to do?" "To keep you here and ‘entertain' you," he replied instinctively. "Well full on rape isn't very entertaining. Besides," she giggled, shunting him to the floor and landing on top of him, "What's the point of rape if the target is willing?" Reaching behind her and feeling for the zip, Kit unfastened Roy's trousers to expose his already half-hard length. Moving above it, Kit was astounded to see he measured an impressive 11 inches, only making her want him more. "Maybe I don't need Eva to have fun tonight..." she considered, lowering herself onto the length with a smile. She let out a gasp as she dropped down and hilted him within her, his length pulsating against her moist walls and sending her into a deep sort of trance. Roy wasted no time in helping her out of her top as she returned to favour. Leaning forward for him, Roy began to lick at Kit's breasts, cupping them softly to get the exact coverage of the nipple. She only giggled at the sensation of the soft bat tongue playing with her hardened bumps as he drove deeper into her, using her hips as his leverage. Each grind from Roy brought Kit closer to her up and coming orgasm, her pants and moans pushing him onwards. Straightening up again, Kit bounced up and down from Roy to get the maximum penetration as her breasts ecstatically bounced up and down. She noticed that Roy was not even out of breath; he gave no signs of fatigue or wavering from his task, his pristine and muscular body barely even breaking a sweat. This matter not now to Kit as she arched her back, he fingers vigorously playing with her clit as wildly as she could. "FFFF....FFFUCK!!! OH MY GOD!!!!!" she cried with her eyes tightly closed in her intensity. The heat was building as Roy gritted his teeth, Kit's powerful vaginal walls clamping around his length. Placing on hand on his chest, Kit dropped down one last time, completing her orgasm and sending her juices shoot across Roy's stomach. The sensation was incredible, Roy's warm liquids squirting deep with her and filling her up to such a point that little space was left, leaving some of the mixed juices to leak out slightly. Kit pulled herself from his crotch and inspected her stretched pussy, her lips drenched in the Roy's salty cum. She rubbed her quivering parts calm as Roy wiped the juices from his length. Kit's hand grabbed his as he stared back at her evil smile. "No please," she tittered, "Allow me. As long as you help me clean up!" Thrusting her warm snatch in Roy's face, the pair began to clean each other and tucked in keenly.
Kyroo had never been so scared in his life; this was not because of the fact that her was about to engage in a threesome, it was more to the fact that the girl how offered seem to be a nymphomaniac who was out of her mind. "Actually, I'm quite tired..." sighed Kyroo, reached for the door handle. Sally slid between him and the door, locking it with her hands behind her back and advancing on him. "Oh you're not going anywhere stud. Me and Krysy want some loving." "Well I'm charmed but maybe we should get going. The club might close soon and..." "The clubs open all night, we asked the owner." Kyroo kept retreating to the ever pacing Sally. Holding back her giggles, Krystal got on her hands and knees behind Kyroo, making him trip over her and onto his back. Krystal pounced on his chest, holding down his arms with her legs as Sally pounced at his trousers. "Girls! I really think this..." he cried in desperation before having his face shoved into Krystal's crotch. "Hush now, you talk to much!" she soothed, stroking his head, "Why don't you have a taste?" Giving up on his campaign of retreat, Krystal unzipped her jeans and allowed his tongue to her entrance. He took care to be as soft as he could with his tongue strokes, making his way up the right side of the lips, circling and teasing the clit then falling slowly down the other side. Krystal arched her back in pleasure as Sally fumbled with the fox's zip finding that, in her drunk state, the task was much more difficult than she imagined. Resorting to yanking the trousers away, Sally was meet by an impatiently hard fox cock ready for what she had to offer. "Wow aren't we nice and hard?" she scoffed, forceful squeezing and jerking at the large shaft in her hand. Closing her eyes, Sally slowly allowed her tongue to lay on the head, delving and swiping under the foreskin with erratic motion. Pulling back the foreskin all the way, Sally rested the length on her tongue, allowing her humid mouth to moisten it up. The mixed feeling of Sally's precise tongue structure and the sultry atmosphere of her maw mixed with the rhythmic, alcohol-soaked breath was almost too much to bare. Krystal slid forward and freed Kyroo arms allowing him to grip her thighs for support. Slowly but surely, Sally manoeuvred the length into her throat, teasing every inch with her tongue. Kyroo responded by digging deeper into Krystal with adventurous lunges in between her lips by his tongue. Her sweet taste was unusual yet satisfying, a unique experience. Soon Sally's skill paid off as Kyroo lifted his hips and grabbed his member, wildly jerking as fast as he could do build up the pleasure. Sally moved round to get the best shot, opening her maw and welcoming the cum. The first shot was powerful and rich, spreading right across one cheek, in her mouth and to the other side. Sally licked at the remain cum with her tongue before spooning the rest off her cheeks. Krystal pulled herself off Kyroo as he flopped to the floor in elation. "Yummy but we're not done yet!" laughed Sally. She grabbed Kyroo's ear and dragged him onto of a groaning Krystal, "You didn't make her cum!!!" "Can't I *pant* have a break first *gasp*?" Sally shunted the fox down as his cock penetrated Krystal's entrance making her squirm in delight. Before Kyroo could get comfortable, Krystal rolled around on top of him to allow Sally entrance. "Good girl," smiled Sally, stroking her hair lovingly as she lined up the shaft of her double ended strap-on. Sally when Krystal's limits and how to pleasure her compelling her to take the first part slowly. Rubbing the tips softly against Krystal's tail hole, Sally allowed the head to slip in and allow Krystal to get used to the new sensation. Meanwhile, Kyroo pushed his hips from the ground to achieve greater penetration. He had never fucked such a tight girl before and he tried to enjoy the feeling in anyway he could. It seemed that Sally had different intentions than to play it soft with Krystal. Without warning Sally immediately picked up the pace, starting by pulling all the way out only to thrust back into Krystal as deep and as hard as she could. The vixen let out a moan that sounded like a mixture of pleasure and pain. "Like that my little blue vixen whore? My little cock slut? Do you feel me deep inside of you?" Kyroo began to buck his hips in euphoria as the pressure began to build. The tight grip of Krystal's damp walls and the heat of her snatch was too much for him. With one final yet powerful thrust, Krystal and Kyroo simultaneous reached their orgasms, Krystal screaming loud in joy. Sally withdrew the dildo and snuggled up to Krystal as Kyroo's member flopped out of her stretch entrance. He wrapped his arm around the pair as the trio drifted off to sleep.
Soon her routine was over as Terri jumped from the staged and grabbed a towel, pulling her lingerie up to make herself look decent (or as decent as a stripper can look). She grabbed a water bottle by the stage side and began to gulp greedily from it. "Excuse me?" came a curious, sweet tone to Terri's side. She turned to find Coal with her legs crossed sitting beside her, her cute bunny eyes looking up at her. Terri playfully rubbed her head with one hand, fiddling happily with her long ears. "Hello there little bunny!" she exclaimed in a patronizing tone, "What can a big ol' dragoness like me do for a cute little bunny like you!?!" "Well, I was wondering," began Coal maniacally, grabbing Terri's panties down and allowing her girth to spring out, "What this does!" "Hey don't touch that! You don't know how to use it and you may get hurt!" "Will you teach me how to use it?" From the smile on Coal's face, Terri returned one of her own, lifting the bunny onto her lap just past her crotch. Soon her shaft made it's appearance in all it's glory, Coal's eyes glistening in excitement. Terri helped the bunny out of her top. "First, grab the shaft," she instructed. Coal wrapped her arms tightly around the large shaft, allowing her breasts to part to both sides around the shaft. "Good. Now move up and down." Coal began to bounce up and down tenderly on the dragoness' lap, her softly breasts teasing the shaft and her chest acting as extra soft padding. Terri closed her eyes and gripped the sofa tightly as Coal picked up the pace. Using her soft tongue, Coal licked up and down the shaft, from time to time rimming the perimeter of the head, all the time retaining her mischievous smile. "Good girl," stuttered Terri through her pleasure, patting her humorously on the head. The quivering of her hips, the bounce of her heels; Coal could tell that Terri was close to her eventual orgasm. Coal could feel the throbbing of the warm meat between her tits. "Oh bunny...SO GOOD!!!!!!" cried Terri. And with that, Terri began to climax, warm cum spurting out of her cock tip like a fountain. The thick fluid coated her fur, sticking to together in places. The load was so rich and thick that Coal had to scrap it off herself. "Hey Coal! I got you another," smiled Lime before seeing the cum cover Coal hugging Terri in gratitude, "...cocktail?"
Catching her drift, the dingo loped towards an oak door in the back and opened it, revealing a small conference room with a large mahogany table taking pride of place in the center, surrounded by a dozen or so navy blue swivel chairs. She walked in, closing the door softly so that no-one would hear (not that anyone could), and sat on the edge of the table. She jumped up when the door opened suddenly and Cassandra walked in, a slight smirk on her face. "What's so funny?" Cynthia asked, frowning at her expression. "Nothing," she replied, stifling a small giggle at what she had planned for her friend. "Lemme take three guesses at what's going through y' mind right now," Cynthia said, smiling as well. Cassandra just blushed, making Cynthia burst into laughter. "And to think y' weren't ashamed of y' sexuality!" she exclaimed in mock surprise, making Cassandra give a reluctant cough of laughter. "So, what did y' want?" Cynthia asked, serious all of a sudden. Cassandra walked sexily over to her. "Well," she started, "You've been such a sport tonight and supporter of the band, I only thought it would've been fair to reward you in some, small way..." Cynthia's ears perked up at this. "Really?" she asked, curious, before the hidden meaning behind her statement kicked it. "Oh..." That was all she was able to say, however, because Cassandra chose that moment to lock lips with her. For a split second, Cynthia was surprised, before it ignited into a fierce desire. Swept up in a whirlwind of passion, they somehow managed to remove all their clothes without breaking the kiss. Pushing Cynthia onto the table, Cassandra climbed on top of her and resumed their kissing. At the same time, she slipped a hand down to her pussy and started to rub her clit. Breaking their kiss, Cynthia let out a lusty moan as Cassandra rubbed faster and faster. Then, all of a sudden, she stopped. Cynthia gave a small whine as she got off of her, before letting off a small bark of pure, unrestrained joy as she felt a small, warm tongue begin lapping at her entrance. Cynthia felt the wave of passion return as it made its way deeper into her, and she laid back on the table, her own tongue hanging out the side of her mouth as she panted. Cynthia spread her legs wider, tempting Cassandra deeper. Pulling away slightly, Cassandra began teasing her clit with her tongue, making Cynthia pant even harder. Letting out a loud shout of ecstasy, Cynthia came all over Cassandra, who immediately began slurping up her friend's juices. "Mmm," she eventually remarked, reluctantly pulling her tongue away from Cynthia's trembling pussy, "You're a lot sweeter than I expected." She slowly stood up and made her way to one of the chairs, collapsing onto it and panting heavily. She laid her head back and closed her eyes, letting herself drift off, the lingering sweetness of Cynthia's juices still fresh on her lips. Her eyes jolted open, however, when she felt something rubbing against her clit. She looked down and saw Cynthia squatting next to her and rubbing her pussy, slowly at first, but soon gaining in both strength and speed. "Oh God!" she moaned, as Cynthia suddenly plunged three fingers deep inside her, while the ones on the remaining hand went straight to work on her own. She then yelled with pleasure as Cynthia pulled out her fingers, before plunging her whole fist into Cassandra's pussy. She shuddered violently as she experienced the most mind-shattering orgasm of her life, and her pussy clamped hard around Cynthia's arm. A muted scream later and Cynthia was orgasming alongside her, having thrust her own fist up her pussy as well. She eventually tugged her arms free and curled up next to Cassandra, before licking the juices from her arms and hands. "You didn't have to do that, you know," Cassandra panted. "Yes I did, I owed it to y'," Cynthia replied, before falling asleep beside her, her head in Cassandra's lap. She just looked at the dingo by her feet and smiled, before falling asleep as well.
"So...have you ever been with another bloke?" questioned Hemlock, locking the door and removing his clothes. "Not really," replied a nervous Kaze, also removing his clothes, "I've always dreamed about it but...I've never actually done it. Girls yeah but not guys..." "I guess I'm lucky then!" chuckled Hemlock, humorous in his tone as not to seem dominating and fearsome. The two met looking at each other, staring into each other's eyes at the foot of the bed. Kaze tried to preserve his eye contact but his timid nature betrayed him. "Where erm...where do we start?" asked Kaze. Hemlock placed his hand on the side of Kaze's face, stroking his cheek with his thumb and pulling him in for a kiss. Their embrace was tender and loving; Hemlock displaying an affection of brotherly or even parental love which seemed so out of place yet so beautiful. Pulling away and leaving only a single solitary saliva strand as evidence of the act, Hemlock gently directed Kaze onto the bed. He used the utmost most care with his as if he was some pristine idol. Using his large thumb, Hemlock played with and nudged lightly at Kaze's tail hole making him shiver in anticipation. Hemlock knelt as used his tongue to carefully rim the young fox and prepare him for the things to come. The difference in size between the pair was substantial yet not extreme. Hemlock's rough tongue made light work of Kaze as it dived in at times to make sure he was fully ready. Hemlock pulled himself to his feet and his foreskin back, prepping himself for entry. "Are you sure you're ready?" asked a concerned Hemlock. "Take me," demanded Kaze with a smile, pulling his cheeks aside and assisting Hemlock. Placing his hand soothingly on Kaze's thigh, Hemlock pushed his cock against the small fox's barrier and began to push. Kaze let out a wail of pleasure as the head pushed through, his toes curling to the sheer sensation. Hemlock allowed him time to adjust, his entrance gripping tight around the shaft in fear of it moving in any deeper. Hemlock stroked the writhing fox's chest, "It's okay, just relax. It'll get better I promise." Kaze opened his eyes to see a subtle glisten, a sort of sparkle within the polar bear's blue eyes that told him to be confident, to trust him and that everything would turn out okay. Removing his tight clasp on the below him, Kaze reached up onto the bear's muscular side, his perfectly formed pecks and abs, stroking them in a hypnotic fashion. Hemlock responded by pushing in further and hilted again waiting for the fox to adjust. Kaze let out a subtle moan, his cheeks blushing with the sheer excitement of the experience. Hemlock was careful to keep his thrusts at a pace Kaze could enjoy while not diving in too deep. The feeling of his body being used, the consciousness of another being with him, the awareness of love and passion of it all; Kaze cried in praise to his partner. "Oh Hemlock!!!" he hollered. With his climax approaching, Hemlock withdrew to leave trails of pre and positioned his length against Kaze's, grasping both and wanking as fast as he could. "HEMLOCK!!! I'M GOING TO..." "We're going to cum together!" And with that the two reached their orgasm, spurts of warm spunk spreading across Kaze's stomach and up to his chest. Hemlock collapsed by his side as he rolled onto his side, Hemlock lying behind him and pulling up the covers.
"Sexy little bunny's going to get it!" snarled Chloe, tackling her to the bed. "Oh no! The big bad vixen's going to eat me!!!" she cried in fake horror. "Damn right I am! First though I'm going to lick every inch of your sexy body to get the true flavour, spending more time on some places than others!!!" Mitch and Andy stood by the door, Andy sticking out his tongue in disgust at the cheesy dialogue. Mitch just chuckled, slapping him playfully in the back. "Cheer up bud, this is your first foursome!" Andy turned to him in shock, "What about you!??!?" "Well me and Chloe did have a go with Sally and Krystal," he reminisced, "But I felt a little left out." Andy scratched his head in a sort of shame, "Well er...this is my first time with Caramel..." "Really? Good man!" he laughed, administering another pat on the back. "Well I feel sort of guilty since she's drunk..." "Aw don't feel guilty. Me and Chloe will show you how it's done! You've had sex before, right?" "Yes!" scowled Andy in defence. Chloe began her routine, lapping at Caramel's toes before going up the leg, tearing off clothes as she reached them. Soon her attention was focused on the pink bunny pussy staring back at her, flicking the clitoris happily. "I'll get back to that!" smirked Chloe. She returned to her trail Caramel's sleek body, ripping away her shirt and circling her breasts while diving her face humorously in between. Pushing past the pair, Chloe finally made her way to Caramel's face, Chloe's body laid tenderly on top of hers. "Ready bunny babe?" she whispered, her lips centimetres away from Caramel's. "Come get me foxy girl!" Chloe's fingers suddenly plunged deep into Caramel's pussy, using her index and middle fingers to widen her dampened lips. Clear, girly liquid covered Chloe's hand as Mitch began rubbing his hands together with Andy handling his package, enjoying the show. Chloe broke her kiss with Caramel and stretch her pussy lips, turning to a wide-eyed Andy. "Andy, she's your girl! Make her feel like a real woman! SHOW HER WHAT YOU CAN DO!!!" cried Chloe, mesmerised in the pleasure of the moment. Without a second though Andy stripped off his clothes and lined up his shaft with the dripping pussy in front of him. He rubbed the tip teasingly onto her outside lips making her groan before plunging in deep. Caramel's outcries of bliss still stopped Chloe from going in for another kiss. Mitch helped her off the rabbit so Andy could have his space. Chloe crawled onto her hands and knees, presenting her rear end to Mitch and shaking it slowly from side to side in a mocking fashion. "Is the horny wolfie going to teach this naughty girl a lesson?" she scoffed, burping slightly from her high alcohol levels. Ignoring her, Mithc place on hand across her chest and onto her opposite breast while placing the other on the floor. Without hesitation, Mitch plunged his cock deep within Chloe's tighter entrance. "Ah you fucker," she whimpered, "You know what happens when you get in there!!!" Andy looked over to the pair; Mitch was nibbling mischievously on Chloe's ear as she nodded her head in the ecstasy of the moment. A level of intimacy that would take months even years to build-up and something Andy dreamed of. His wondering mind was ranched back when Caramel grabbed him by the back of the head and pulled in him to a deep kiss. The two guys picked up the pace, Caramel rolling around from side to side, giggling in fits as Chloe's fur blazed with a thin, harmless layer of fire. "OH GOD CARAMEL!!!" grunted Andy, pulling out his cock and climax outside of her, shooting his juices across her stomach and onto her lower breasts. Caramel's puffy tail wagged endlessly in happiness as she curled up with Andy in a deep sleep. Chloe and Mitch finished up well, Mitch giving one last slam to allow his seed gushing with Chloe's ass before pulling out slowly and slapping her on the arse. "Always were a tight ass, huh Chlo'?" he chortled. "Well let's see how tight you are!" Mitch had only seconds to see the fiery vixen diving at him, tackling him off the bed and onto the floor. She was kitted out with a red dildo and had already lubed it up. "Oh no! No Chloe! NO NO NO, GET AWAY FROM ME!!!"
Tamati opened the door of one of the private rooms to find a distant Comet standing by the window, staring religiously at the twinkling stars on the other side. He snuck behind her cheekily, sliding his hand across her hips and resting his head on her shoulder. Tamati was surprised at how prepared Comet was at his approach and yet how not even a smile appeared on her face. "What's wrong sweetie?" he lulled, swinging her slowly from side to side. Comet took a sigh before replying, "I guess I'm just too happy..." "Too happy?" mumbled Tamati, spinning her round to face him, "Pardon me love if I say that doesn't make sense." "Well...what I mean is that you and I are so happy now and this is a special night. How can we make it any better? How can we make it special?" "I can think of something's!" smirked Tamati, lighting her thigh and embracing her in a deep kiss. "What do we have here!?" came a mysterious voice from the back of the room. Comet and Tamati jumped to their feet, scanning the surrounding shadows for any sign of life. "Who is that?" called Tamati, narrowing his eyes at the opaque darkness. "It seems like I've found two little trespassers in my private room," sighed a jovial Eva emerging from the shadows, "That need to be taught a lesson!" "How much did you hear?" asked a timid Comet. "Enough to know you need my help." Eva strutted her way slowly over to the pair with the flamboyance of Jack Sparrow, sliding her finger across all the furniture she came into contact with. "You see, you two need a way to celebrate today and end the evening with a bang. I am drunk off my d face and can't find a piece of pussy or big cock to also end the evening with a 'bang'. So I suggest a collaboration." "A collaboration...?" remarked a startled Comet. "Yeah cutie...a collaboration! I was thinking the three of us could have a bit of a...how should I put it? Romp!" jumped Eva to her word, "Yes, that's a good word! Romp! You like that sugar?" Eva grabbed Comet round the waist and reeled her in, licking at her neck with pleasant tongue strokes. "Whadda ya say Tamati?" asked Comet, looking up at her love, "Can she join in on our little sessions?" "Maybe. You just test her first!" With that, Tamati pulled Eva to the floor and held her arms above her head after removing her shirt as Comet pulled away her jeans. Eva giggled in her pink bra and panties as her arms were locked behind her head. Comet's sleek fingers tickled the pulpous camel toe, mocking the experience wolfess into submission. "Aw does our little play pet like that?" belittled Comet in a babyish manner. With only a rushed nod from Eva, Comet pulled away the panties to find the precious folds that were slightly new to her. Pushing caution and anxiety to the wing, Comet dived in using her cervidae tongue to slap the sides of the vagina. She stretched the lips with her fingers and dived in deep with her tongue. Tamati held Eva's wrists with one hand as he squeezed and twisted her nipples with pleasure. Comet presented a large, red dildo from her handbag, running her to tongue up the shaft. "I knew this would come in handy." Comet lined the large shaft up before screwing it into Eva down to as far as it would go. Working it in and out with sprays of juices, Eva whimpered at the surge of pleasure. Comet began to push the dildo in deep, fingering her own clit as she went, groaning in passionate heat. Eva's legs curled up as fist clenched signalling her climax. With a final, deep thrust, Eva's hips writher frenziedly around as the first spray of juices shot across the floor, leaking through her fiery lips. Comet lapped at the folds, stroking the squealing wolfess calm. Tamati released her as Eva worked herself through the aftermath. "Now, your turn!" glared Comet at Tamati. The pair rejoined on the bed, Tamati removing his clothes and making way for a ravenous Comet. Pulling the growing cock in front of her, Comet licked her lips hungrily in anticipation of the meal. Sealing her lips around the very tip, Comet rubbed it vigorously with her tongue before diving down further. Cramming the length down her throat, Comet slapped on a smile as she increased her pace. Using her soft hands to cup Tamati's balls, Comet hugged his length on her cheek before feeding it back in her mouth. "Oh so good, Comet!" pronounced Tamati, petting his reindeer sweetly. The shock came to Comet when a paw firmly spanked her on the arse as turned round to discover a cheery Eva with her evil, tongue-out smile in full swing. She had kitted herself out with a considerably large strap-on, throwing an empty bottle of lube across shoulder. "Hello baby!!!" With a fierce thrust, Eva plunged the thick shaft deep into the reindeer making her squeal and squirm. Lifting up her tail, Eva began to take a ferocious pace. Comet could barely keep Tamati's cock in her mouth, moan and groan with each thrust. The reindeer's juices began to drip from her pounded pussy as she licked the pre from Tamati's tip. "Oh yeah!!! Gunna make you cum so hard!!!! Like that my poor little deer?!!!" Comets legs crunched inward with her building zeal as Tamati's dropped his head back and pulled Comet's head down. Warm fox seed began to fill Comet's mouth, pouring over her tongue and flowing down her throat with a ardent sensation. With another final, powerful thrust, Eva unclipped the strap-on and licked the stretch pussy. Bursts of clear, female juice cover Eva's mouth and face forcing her to close her eyes. With his last ounce of strength, Tamati pulled Comet close to him as she used his heavily built chest as a pillow. Eva pulled herself from the bed and grabbed a large coat, smiling contently at the pair before turning off the lights and leaving.
The light fuzzed in and out of his blurred vision as the large amount of alcohol from the night before made his head explode in such anguish that Fik thought he was dying. Grabbing the bar above him, Fik pulled himself to his feet and collapsed across the counter. It was so painful to open his eyes but Fik tried his best. Waiting for the light intensity to die down, Fik was shocked by the state of the club in front of him. Lamps were covered the floor with the rugs hanging off the rafters and cocktail glasses scattered across the club. Sleeping dancers and cum covered furniture were strewn across the club as a tipsy Coal was vomiting in a bin in the corner. He stared down at the name tag on his chest, 'bartender and janitor'. "Aw for fuck sake..." he mumbled.
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