It's Not A Fursuit

S.M. Wolf

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“Nice fursuit!" the vixen said.

“Thanks, but it's not a fursuit," I replied.

“Okay, scalesuit," she replied with a laugh. “You dragonsuiters all get way too sensitive about it!"

I laughed as well but did not correct her.

“Come on! The Fursuit Parade is starting!" she said as she grabbed my hand and pulled.

I sighed inwardly but allowed myself to be pulled to the marshalling area. My gaze ran over the partial fursuit of my companion. She had a nice “tail".

They lined us up with me behind my impromptu companion.

“Nice fursuit," the lead marshal said. “I haven't seen it around here before. Looks almost real."

“It's not a fursuit," I told him.

“Wow! That muzzle works great! And I can't even see your eyes."

I rolled my eyes. My feminine fursuit companion giggled.

The parade lasted about an hour. After walking through the hotel, we gathered outside for a group photo. I was a bit nervous that someone would recognize me, but everyone just kept complimenting me on my fursuit. I finally started to loosen up and have fun with it.

I was surprised to have a furry red and white paw slip into my hand at the end of the festivities.

“Wanna hang out?" the vixen asked me.

I shrugged and replied, “I have no plans, so sure. Why not?"

She gave me a quick hug and said, “Great! Let's hit the fursuit panels."

We meandered through the con for most of the afternoon. She seemed to want to go to everything dealing with fursuits, and I tagged along willingly. She was a rather effervescent vixen, and her enthusiasm was contagious.

I learned about how to create a fursuit head, the best fabrics to use and where to get them, tail etiquette and the latest in fursuit cooling technology. The last was of interest to me as I had experience with phase change materials in my former life.

We stopped by the Headless Lounge a couple of times during the afternoon. When she pulled off her head, she revealed a twenty-something human head with short blond hair and a large smile. We talked while she cooled down. Several of the other fursuiters came up and talked with us. Most complimented my fursuit. I assured them that is was not a fursuit, which just got me laughs and a few comments about lifestylers.

She had a prior commitment for dinner with friends, but afterwards we met up at the Fursuit Dance. Not surprisingly, she was a very active dancer. I did not know any of the songs, but she and her friends did. They had a good time dancing together. I just enjoyed the way that she and her female friends jiggled as they danced. She was nicely endowed, and I idly speculated on whether she was wearing a bra or not. Given all her movement, I decided not.

At one of the breaks, she came over and sat down beside me.

“Why aren't you out on the floor?" she asked.

I laughed.

“I was never a dancer. Two left wings. And I don't recognize any of the songs anyway, so I wouldn't know what to do," I replied.

“Well, what dance songs do you know?"

I took a second to consider. Only one came to mind.

“Well, this is going to date me and prove how gray my muzzle is, but I did like 'U Can't Touch This' when it came out."

She giggled.

“Now that is really going back to the classics!"

I got an unexpected furry peck on the muzzle as she ran up to the DJ.

I closed my eyes and shook my head. What was I getting myself into?

She returned and dragged me to the front of the room where all the lights were. There were only a few other people in the room at the time, so there was plenty of space.

“Bust a move!" she said as the first chords of U Can't Tough This" pounded out from the speakers.

My normal “moves" were much more martial in nature, but I did have total recall of how MC Hammer danced in the music video. I shrugged my wings and started duplicating his movements.

As I pranced around, I saw her watching. Others started to join her as I ran through the gamut of the music video moves. The rapid foot movements and twirls came easily. The walking movements were not too hard either. Where there were cuts away from MC Hammer, I started to improvise. She clapped happily.

I was starting to lose my inhibitions, a sure sign that my hormones were starting to flow. It was useful in combat but could lead to problems here if I forgot myself. The last time that the song called for a stop, I went over backwards, pushed off from the floor with my wings, did a one-and-a-half tucked summersault and landed motionless on my right front paw. I grinned at my open-mouthed admiring crowd before finishing off the dance.

“That was incredible!" my vixen friend-of-the-day complimented me.

“Eh, Hammer did all the hard choreography and development work."

“Yeah," she said uncertainly, “but you just nailed it.

“Are you sure you're not a professional dancer?" she asked suspiciously.

I laughed and assured her, “No, I have a very different vocation these days."

“Well, let's see if we can get that limber body of yours moving to some other dances!"

I spent the next couple of hours trying my best not to trip over my own tail or take out my dance companions with my wings. She led me through some dances. Perfect memory and a supple body trained for combat helped me not make a fool of myself. By the time we got to slow dances to 100-decibel bass at the end, I was enjoying myself. Having my arms around her as we rocked back and forth certainly helped. She was well padded in all the right places.

The dance ended, and they kicked us out. It was already early morning, so I was not surprised when the vixen under my right arm said, “Time to head for bed."

“Would you mind if I escorted you back to your room?"

“How about we go to your room instead?"

I took that to be a way for a young woman to avoid showing a stranger where she was staying, so I replied, “Okay."

We went upstairs to my room. I unlocked the door and opened it. I was surprised when she stepped inside.

“You here alone?" she asked as she looked around the single king bed room. In addition to the bed, there was the mandatory small refrigerator, microwave and desk. There was also a sofa and coffee table in the large open area beside the balcony.

“Yes, I prefer my privacy, even at a furry con, and I can afford it."

“Good!" she said cryptically.

“Would you like something to drink? I am afraid that everything is non-alcoholic."

“No, that's okay. I had plenty to drink downstairs. And I really don't want to get drunk tonight."

I was surprised when she sat down on the end of the bed. She patted the spot beside her and said, “Come over here and sit instead."

I looked at her questioningly, but she patted the bed again. I shrugged inwardly and sat on the bed.

As soon as my butt hit the mattress, she shoved me backwards. I allowed myself to fall over onto my back. As soon as I hit the bed, she jumped on top of me.

She tossed her fursuit head onto the pillows. Her furry paws landed beside it a moment later. She pulled the con T-short off over her head. I learned that she was indeed not wearing a bra.

Her hands started running over my body.

“I've spent the entire day wondering where the heck you hid the zippers on this thing! I swear that I am going to find them! And I want to see the guy or gal underneath."

“Good luck with that, because as I keep telling you, it's not a fursuit," I replied with a laugh.

“Yeah, right! Like you're a real dragon. Everyone knows that dragons don't exist."

“There is one of us," I reminded her.

“Yeah, that big black dragon out in Yellowstone…"

She sat up and looked down at my black scaled covered body. Her eyes grew large, and her hands came up to her mouth.

“Oh my God! Oh my God!' she kept repeating repeatedly.

I placed my taloned paws on her upper arms and held her gently.

“Guardians are masters at manipulating energy. We learn to change energy to matter and vice versa. It didn't take me long to figure out how to do it to my body.

“It's not shape-shifting in the traditional sense, but it works."

She knelt on my belly for several seconds before yelling, “O! M! G! I'm going to fuck a real dragon!"

I closed my eyes and laughed uncontrollably.

She hit me on the shoulder.

“Don't laugh! I'm going to have my wicked way with you!"

“That implies that I am going to cooperate."

“Like you're not. I've been watching you strip me down all day. You're going to fuck me good and hard."

I laughed harder.

She pushed on my chest and ordered me, “Scoot up on the bed more! I want plenty of room to operate!"

I grinned and did as told. I spread my wings on the bed beneath me.

“Damn! You look good!" she said before tossing off her sandals and shucking her pants and tail. They fell to the floor. I was not too surprised that she had nothing on underneath or that she shaved her pubic hair. It was perfectly in character.

“You know," I said cautiously, “there might be some problems. I'm not exactly a human male."

“So I noticed," she said drolly as she climbed back onto me. “I'm looking forward to finding out all the differences."

“Well, one of them is size."

You're not tiny like a gorilla, are you?" she asked in a disappointed voice.

“Um, no. More the opposite."

She positively beamed.

“The bigger the better!" she told me slyly.

Before I could say or do anything else, she slid down my body. She poked my genital slit a couple of times and asked, “Is this where you keep it?"

“Uh, yes." I replied tentatively.

“Come out, come out, come out!" she said before starting to lick me.

My scales covered almost my entire body but not the edges of my genital slit. The edges of it were very sensitive skin. Her tongue running over them was electric. It did not take long before the pointed tip of my cock appeared. It was a good two-inches across at the base of my knob.

She paused at the sight of me member and said, “Wow!"

She kept licking, and more and more of my dick emerged. She started to use her hands as well as her mouth. I loved how she stroked the length of my shaft. When my precum started, she used the salty fluid to coat the length of my member.

She paused and looked at my cock. Her eyes were wide as asked, “Is that all of it?"

My black shaft rose nine-inches above my belly in an S-curve. Behind my knob, my shaft flared from an inch-and-a-half to a full three inches. Veins throbbed along the length of my shaft.

“Yes."

“Damn! It's big."

I laughed and said, “I told ya'!"

“This is going to be a bit of a challenge, and I like challenges."

She stood up on the bed with her feet firmly planted on either side of my waist. She grinned down at me mischievously and then squatted. She grabbed my dick and guided it to her slit. Some of her nectar dripped onto my knob and trickled over my shaft. She was obviously aroused at the thought of taking me.

With a grunt, she pulled me into her waiting snatch. I was surprised at how easily my knob went into her. Her hot walls enveloped me. My testicles produced even more precum as my body responded to her warmth.

“Oh God, that feels good!" she exclaimed as I started to fill her.

She worked her way down my shaft. Her body hopped up and down. I have to say that her energetic bouncing caused her nipples to jump up and down most pleasantly.

Halfway onto my cock, she slipped on the increasingly wet sheets. I reached out and steadied her.

“Careful! Don't hurt yourself!"

She just looked down at me and said, “The hell with that! I'm taking this entire monster!"

I was somewhat surprised that she was able to make the last few inches. I could feel how much I was stretching her, but she was relentless in her pursuit of taking me entirely and only stopped when her labia were pressed against my genital slit.

“D- Damn!" she said when she finally came to a rest. Her eyes were glazed over, and she was obviously off in some other world.

I grinned and stroked her body with my hands while I waited for her to come back to reality. It took several minutes, but rational thought did eventually return.

“Do you know why I'm so big around?" I asked her.

“No…"

“Let me show you."

I put my left hand over her mouth and used my right hand on the base of her spine to press her hips down.

Dolphins and some other species have muscular penises. A dolphin male can extend his shaft at will and use it to search the seafloor for food. Personally, I think that is a horrible way to find clams, but then I am a dragon, not a dolphin. My penis was every bit as nimble and muscular, as I proceeded to prove.

When she felt my cock stir to life, she screamed into my hand. I think that she would have awakened the entire con if I had not covered her mouth. As it was, her wide-eyed screams reverberated off the walls. That did not stop me. I ran the tip of my cock around the depths of her vagina and searched out all of her deepest recesses.

It was not long before her eyes rolled back in her head. I could feel her muscles contract as she orgasmed. I had been holding back waiting for her, but once she went, I let loose with my load and sprayed it all over her interior. Being a dragon, I produced a copious amount of cum.

My vixen fursuiter passed out at that point. I rolled her over onto her back and withdrew my still erect dick. I checked her breathing and heart. Both were fast but returning to normal quickly. Apparently, it was just too much sensory overload. I waited for her to recover.

When she opened her eyes, she found me beside her. She grinned at me as she realized what had happened. She seemed to certainly enjoy our mating, even if she had fainted.

I asked, “Want a 'Round Two'?"

“Hell, YES!" she said enthusiastically as she wrapped her arms around the base of my neck.

This time I took the lead. I spread her legs wide and bent them at the knees. That positioned her still gaping cunny for easy penetration. I lifted my hips and thrust my shaft forward. She grabbed a pillow and covered her face. I could still hear her screams as I repeatedly thrust my member into her.

I curved my shaft to press on different parts of her vagina with each thrust. I could tell from the way her body writhed beneath me that she was enjoying the variety. I curved my cock and searched for her G spot. It was not long before she started climaxing. That did not stop me. I kept going until her howls petered away. Along the way, I added a considerable amount of my sperm to her juices.

When I was done, I pulled the pillow off her head. Her face was deep red. For a moment, I was concerned that she had managed to smother herself, but she grinned up and me and yelled, “Again!"

I laughed.

“Sure you are up to it?" I asked blithely.

“Just try me!" she replied.

“Okay, but first I want to clean you up some."

She grinned at me wickedly and asked, “Why? I'm only going to get 'dirty' again!"

“You'll see!"

I washed her pussy off but did not bother to dry it. I tossed aside the washcloth. Before she could say or do anything, I grabbed the backs of her thighs and opened her legs wide. My head descended and my lips parted.

Dragon tongues are not only forked, but they are long. Very long! She sat up suddenly as she felt the twin tips of mine press hard against the top of her uterus and wriggle. The pillow returned to her face. I laughed at her muffled screams as I continued to fellate her womb.

I worked from the top of her uterus down to her cervix. I had to press her body down into the bed when I ran my tongue in a circular motion around her cervix. She had to use both hands on the pillow. Her screams and gyrations only increased as I continued my path downward and outwards by licking every part of her vagina that I could reach, which was all of it. I suspect that it was the first time that many portions of it had ever been touched.

Finally, I arrived back at her entrance. I curved my tongue and ran the tips up and down her inner and then outer labia. She pounded her upper body against the bed as I over-stimulated her crotch. I finally had mercy and licked her rock hard clitty furiously. It took only three licks to send her off into orbit.

I crawled up onto her body and pulled the pillow away from her face. She was panting hard but had not passed out.

“Enjoy that?" I asked drolly.

She weakly hit me with the pillow,

“Damn dragon!" she growled.

“My! What a foul mouthed young vixen you are!"

She laughed with me.

“Give me a few minutes, and I'll show you just how foul mouthed I can be!" she assured me.

I turned serious for a moment.

“Are you sure?"

“Hell, yes!"

I cuddled with her for a bit. My penis pressed against her back. It was as hard as it had been when it first appeared.

“Doesn't this thing ever get tired?" she asked as she patted my tool.

“Not for some time," I assured her.

“Good! I'm tired of males who can't keep it up for a few hours."

When she regained her composure, my fursuit friend turned in my arms and looked me in the eyes.

“Now it's time for me to show you just how foul mouthed I can be!" she told me with a laugh.

Before I could say anything, she slid down the length of my scaled belly until her head was even with my crotch. She opened her mouth wide and swallowed my whole knob. It filled her mouth, but that did not stop her. I could feel her tongue flicking back and forth over the underside of my cock.

I sighed and warned her, “If you keep that up, you are going to get a very full mouth in a few minutes."

She pushed her hand against my left hip. I rolled over onto my back. She crawled atop my tail. Apparently, she did not have a problem with me blowing my wad in her mouth. The way she was humping my tail with her mound and sucking me, I suspected she wanted it sooner than later.

I was happy to oblige. It did not take long at all for me to feel my testicles let loose again. I clenched my penile muscles and limited the tsunami to a long, slow creek. She grinned as she felt the first bit of cum splash against her throat. As the minutes went by and I still was delivering a steady stream of jism, her eyes kept getting bigger and bigger.

“What' the matter? Eyes bigger than your stomach?" I asked.

“MMPH!" she said angrily from around my dick.

I laughed and told her, “You can stop any time that you want, if I'm too much for you."

She glared at me angrily and redoubled her efforts, just as I had intended.

She had to have a full stomach by the time I finished, but she did take everything that I offered.

I pulled her close and cuddled again. I licked away a few stray bits of sperm. I still wondered how anyone really developed a taste for the stuff, but she certainly seemed to want it.

As I gently nuzzled her, she asked me, “I know it is getting late, but are you up for another go?"

I rubbed my erection against her left thigh.

“What do you think?" I asked.

She giggled.

“Damn, you're insatiable.

“I like that!"

I laughed and asked, “So what do you want to do?"

“Will you… Will you take me like a dragon?"

“I thought I already had."

“No, not like that. I mean…"

She paused.

“Okay. I want you to put me down on all fours and mount me. Hard and fast from behind, just like a dragon would take a dragoness."

“Since there are no dragonesses around, I'm not sure that is the way I would do it or not."

“It's what I want," she told me emphatically.

I thought about it for a bit. The mechanics were a bit off, but I could fix that. I just was not sure her idea of what it meant to be “mounted like a dragoness" and mine were the same. Still, it was an interesting prospect, and I doubted that she was going to be upset with what I was going to do.

I got up and pulled the cushions from the sofa. I stacked them on the floor and added a pillow on the end facing the balcony.

“What are you doing?" she asked curiously from her position lying on the bed.

“You're a little too low. These will take care of that. The pillow… Well, we know what the pillow is for, don't we?"

She grinned.

I took her hand and led her to the cushions. She went down to her hands and knees on them.

“Down onto your elbows."

She did as I requested. She stared at me, or more properly my dick, in anticipation.

Dragons are not mindless, unthinking animals. I am actually reasonably intelligent, but what I was about to do would probably get me in trouble with the law if the state we were in ever found out. I doubted that I had to worry about that unless her cries brought the police to rescue her.

I bent forward. My body shifted. By the time that my front paws hit the floor, all vestiges of the anthro dragon I had been were gone. I was back to my normal form, albeit in a much smaller package. I still filled up much of the empty volume of the room and had to keep my wings and tail carefully tucked to avoid doing damage.

“Oh, wow…" she said when she saw what I had become.

I nuzzled her and asked, “Still want to do this? You might want to check my 'sports equipment' before you answer."

She looked down between my rear legs. I had played games to limit my penis size, but I was still sporting sixteen inches of hard, black flesh. My girth had increased to over four inches across at the base of my now triangular penis. I also had small backward-facing spines and a knot now.

She just grinned.

“Even better!" she proclaimed as she inspected my length and breadth.

“You are crazy, you know that?"

“A bit," she admitted. “But then, purely sane people don't have the most fun.

“Now let's have some fun!"

She wiggled her butt provocatively. I gave a low laugh and obliged my partner.

I rose up and straddled her. I kept my hips high in the air as I placed my feet on either side of her body. She was trapped beneath me now. I opened my mouth and twisted my neck. Gently, I clamped down on the back of her neck with my razor-sharp teeth.

“Eeep!"

“Want me to stop?" I asked around her neck in my muzzle.

“Hell, no! This is even more primal than I expected!"

I grinned.

“Okay, but you asked for it!"

I shoved my hips forward. Several inches of my shaft disappeared into her cunt. She gave a scream and grabbed the pillow. As I continued to thrust fast and hard, I could hear her screams. By this point, I knew that she was enjoying herself, so I ignored them. Instead, I concentrated on working my cock deep into her.

I did not stop when I came to my knot, but I did slow down. I had no illusions about what it was going to be like for her to take my knot. The thing was a full six inches across and meant to tie me to a large plunging dragoness.

“Tie or no tie?" I managed to get out around my grunts as I rammed my shaft in and out of her pussy.

Her face came up just long enough to scream, “Tie!" before she buried it in the pillow again.

I had to wonder how many of the neighbors were awake now. Still, it was a furry con, and no one was pounding on the walls or door. We might even be giving them some ideas.

I used my wings to help steady us as I thrust harder and harder. Slowly my knot started to disappear into her vagina. I kept an ear open in case she changed her mind, but it was obvious from her muffled cries and the way that she thrust her hips back at me that she wanted every bit of me in her.

It took some time and effort, but in the end, she was tied to me.

I raised my head and hissed. That was all the warning she got before my balls cut loose, and hot jism slammed into her body. I humped her as I came. Her knees came off the cushions, and she hung from my cock, but I was off in another world and did not care. From her reaction, it did not matter to her either.

After my first orgasm passed, I stroked my partner's naked body.

“You okay?" I asked.

She raised her face. Her mouth was wide open, and her eyes were vacant. It took her several moments to gather herself and speak.

“I have never felt so good in my entire life."

I grinned.

“I'm glad, because neither of us is going anywhere for an hour or two."

“Wha- What?!"

“It usually takes me at least an hour and several orgasms to lose my erection when I jack off. With you hanging onto me like this, it could be two or even three hours."

“Oh, God!"

I thought that she was angry, but then she exclaimed, “That's fantastic!"

I laughed at her enthusiasm.

“Now turn over," I told her.

“Why?" she asked.

“You'll see," I assured her.

She spread her legs wide. It had to be hard with all my cock including my knot buried in her cunt, but she managed to slowly start working her way over onto her back. Almost immediately, she grabbed the pillow and smothered more screams.

“Like my spines?" I asked unnecessarily.

She nodded yes and gave a most un-vixenlike grunt as she twisted on my dick. My spines pressed against her walls and rubbed the entire length of her interior. To judge from her reactions, it was every bit as stimulating as I had expected.

By the time that she was rolled over onto her back, she was panting and had nearly passed out again from the multiple orgasms that she had experienced. I barely gave her a moment's rest before grabbing her waist in my claws and ejaculating. Her fun had been just as sexually stimulating for me, and I was going to show her my appreciation. I had to clamp my muzzle shut to prevent shaking the hotel with my roar, but I came hard enough to have sperm shoot out around my knot. Her back arched, and I felt her walls flutter as she had her own orgasm before passing out again.

I stood over her on all fours and waited. Eventually, her eyes flickered open, and she grinned up at me.

“You sure pass out a lot during sex," I commented. “Are you sure you are okay?"

“Hell, yes!"

“Good! Because I am not even close to done."

I shifted my weight backwards. I was tied so tight to her that I pulled her body along by my knot. I used my front paws to play with her titties.

“Damn, that feels good," she murmured as her hands moved to her breasts as well.

My head descended, and I started to suckle on her nipples. She seemed to really enjoy that. We had plenty of time, so I went slowly and did it right. Her cries of pleasure told me that she approved.

After some time playing with her tits, I grabbed her legs and lifted her clear of the cushions. She looked up at me expectantly as her weight shifted to her shoulders. I just grinned down at her. Out of her sight, I carefully moved my tail around to between my legs. I gently thrust it forward and brushed the tip against her anal rose.

“Oh my God!" she whispered.

I grinned and proceeded to use my tail to carefully stimulate her back door. She was flouncing around like a fish out of water in seconds. I dropped my head and started to lick her breasts again. In a second, the pillow was back over her face and the room was filled again with muffled screams.

After she recovered some, we talked a bit as she lay beneath me. It did not take long for my front paws to move to her hips. I held her pressed hard against my crotch. I gave her a toothy grin before once again using my penile muscles to move my black shaft around inside her womb. I laughed hard as her face disappeared underneath the pillow again. That did not stop me from continuing my play, and I heard no objections from her. Every so often, I dropped my head and licked her breasts to add to her pleasure.

I was rather surprised at her stamina and sexual desire. She managed to keep up with me as I played with her body, even though she passed out a few more times. Whenever I asked about quitting, she just said no. That was usually followed by more orgasms on her part.

For my part, every so often, my body would stiffen, and I would shoot another large load of cum into her waiting pussy. As much as she liked “big boys", I had a lot more than she could handle. My jism made a large pool on the floor and soaked the carpet, but I did not care.

My hormones were still raging three hours after I had tied to her, but I could tell that my vixen was done. She tried to continue, but she was barely responsive anymore. As the first rays of sunlight peaked through the window, I willed my cock to wilt and withdrew. I shifted back to my anthro dragon form and carried her back to the bed. I held her tight and nuzzled her neck.

“You okay?" I asked.

“Yeah. Damn, that was good!"

“I was afraid that I was going to wreck you."

She laughed and replied, “You might have! No human guy is ever going to measure up to you now!"

She pressed her body hard against mine.

“All kidding aside, that was wonderful, and not just because you make a horse look small. I really needed some good con sex, and this blew away all my hopes let alone expectations.

“I just wish that we could do it again."

“When do you leave," I asked as I worked my left arm around her body and started to rub her belly.

“Monday."

“That still gives us today for con fun and tonight for con sex."

“Ugh! I have to see other friends, and then there is the packing, and I hit the road early on Monday, and then-

“Damn it, there just is not enough time!" she exclaimed in exasperation.

I held her and asked, “Are you going to be back next year?"

“Yes," she said hesitantly.

“So am I. So long as what happened at the con stays at the con, I would like to see you again next year."

She grinned at me and replied, “Just as long as you bring your fursuit!"

We both laughed before sinking into a few hours of deep sleep before the con came to life in the afternoon.