I've been really sick. Impending surgery-type sick. Apologies for the late post. My girlfriend and I went to a friend's for the weekend so I could be sick over there instead and eat a bunch of food and watch bad anime.
With everything that's been going on, I totally forgot about my weekly update here. As an attempt to make up for that, this post is actually a five story special edition expedition into my absolutely fucking terrible high school pornography.
Seriously. This stuff is awful. It's about Krystal Fox, which, for the uninitiated, is one of the protagonists from more recent Star Fox video games. Her debut was in a Zelda-style Gamecube title, "Star Fox Adventures", and since I was a derpy teenage virgin I found myself, for some weird reason, compelled to write five stories about her getting busy with the series' titular hero Fox McCloud.
Yup. These guys:
Yeah, really. I'm totally serious. Yes, I'm very embarrassed by this, although not for the reasons you'd expect. I'm more embarrassed by the awful quality of the writing than the fact that I used to have a major stiffy for these characters.
I mean, let's be real here. There's some much, much weirder shit on the internet. And, because this is the internet, and I'll never meet any of you, I'm going to post these stories. I know from experience that there is a very real and active fanbase built around this stupid character and the need for other derpy teenage(?) virgins to beat off to stories and pictures of her. So, to all of you weirdos, here's an awful gift from my teenage self.
All of this being said, you may notice that the title for this post implies there will be more posts. Finding these stories gave me a terrible idea - one I'm going to give a pilot run to while I'm home sick.
I'm going to break down and analyze these awful stories, critiquing them to the best of my current ability. I'm going to rip teenage-me a new asshole.
Why? Fuck, I don't know. It'll be a good laugh.
Alright. With much hesitance, here you go. Enjoy, I guess?
If you do, please don't tell me about it.
1. Moving In
It had been a couple of days since
the events at Dinosaur Planet involving Fox and his team had ended. Krystal had
agreed to join the team, and she was moving in to the Great Fox, taking what
sparse furnishings she had to her new room and trying to figure out what to do
with them. Fox was helping move things, and so far they’d moved a small
mattress into the room, and a 2-foot tall drawer, and they were both leaning
against the wall side-by-side, the mattress at a small incline to keep it from
falling down. The room was already set up as a guest room, and had everything
one would need to be comfortable, but Krystal was insistent upon keeping her
few belongings, and Fox wasn’t about to argue with her. So they stood in her
room, just inside the door, observing the room and discussing where to put her
things. Fox was in a regular t-shirt and shorts, with no shoes, and Krystal was
in another loincloth and top, similar to the one she wore on Dinosaur Planet.
“You could put the mattress on top of
the bed, as an extra cushion, and the drawer could go by the bathroom door,”
Fox suggested.
Krystal replied, “I suppose that
would work, I don’t see any other place to put them.” She sighed, and after a
couple of seconds went on, “Thank you again for the help, Fox. You’ve done so
much for me in the short time I’ve known you.”
“Oh it’s no prob--” Fox started, but
was interrupted when Krystal grabbed his head and kissed him. Fox returned the
kiss, softly at first, and then passionately. They kept kissing for a few more
seconds, and Krystal broke it quickly to reach behind her and close the door,
locking it quickly. They returned to the kiss, hotter than before, tongues
swirling, lips crashing down on each other. Fox moved his hands to her back,
rubbing her up and down, enjoying the feeling of her fur in his hands. This was
the first time he’d really touched her, and it was as much a relief to him as
it was to her. Fox was starting to get a hard-on, so he broke off the kiss. He
wasn’t sure of his standing with Krystal, and while he wanted nothing more than
to make sweet love to her, he didn’t want to do anything to upset her.
“Thank you, Krystal,” he said.
“For what?” she replied.
“For being here,” Fox said, with a straight
face.
Corny as it sounded, he meant it.
Krystal smiled and kissed him again. Fox moved his hands back to her back, and
slowly worked his way down to her ass. He pulled her close, and she suddenly
became aware of his massive erection. She paused for a second and giggled. She
released him for a second, pulled his shirt off, and pulled him back to her.
Fox started kissing at her neck, feeling her heat up, relishing the attention. They
had each spent the last few years in space for the most part, they were starved
for attention.
Fox moved his hands to the knot
keeping her top on, and clumsily worked at undoing it. Finally getting it off,
he flung it off to the side, and moved his hands onto her back again. They
slowly worked their way over to the mattress against the wall, and Krystal
leaned back into it, Fox leaning down over her. They embraced again, devouring
each other’s mouths.
Fox moved his right hand to her
breast, massaging it gently, squeezing it softly. They were perfect, big enough
to sink his hands into yet small enough to be perky, withstanding the effects
of gravity. Fox gave it a bigger squeeze, loving the way it felt in his hand.
Krystal groaned at the feeling, and, suddenly becoming aware of what exactly he
was doing, blushed. She moved her hands to his rump and started rubbing softly.
Fox moved his other hand to the remaining breast, and started playing with her
nipples. Krystal groaned at this and leaned her head back, exposing her neck,
which Fox started kissing.
“Ohh, Fox...”
He worked his way down, and started
sucking at the nipple on her right breast. Krystal grabbed his head and forced
it down, her breaths coming shorter. Fox got the message, and started licking
her nipples hard, nibbling on them, teasing her. Her nipples grew stiff and
sensitive, and Krystal moaned and groaned while Fox worked her tits.
Krystal moved one hand off of Fox’s
head, and moved it down the front of his pants. She slid her hand into his
boxers, and grabbed his member, squeezing it gently, holding on to it. Fox
gasped, and took his hands off of her breasts, reaching down, fumbling with her
loin cloth. He got it off easier than the top, being the same kind of knot. He
took a moment to look at her, she was beautiful, her deep blue fur interrupted
only by the white fur on her cleavage and belly, which extended all the way
down between her thighs. He felt like his erection would burst, and her hand
wasn’t helping.
“God, you’re beautiful...” he whispered.
Krystal moved her hands to his belt,
releasing his member, and quickly getting the belt undone. She pulled it out,
and easily pulled off his pants and boxers in one yank. She looked Fox up and
down, impressed. He was fairly well built, his orange fur covering most of his
body. His erection was at full mast, sticking out of sheath, about 10 inches
long she guessed. She didn’t have much time to wonder what it could do before
Fox interrupted her, crouching down on his knees, and licking at her thighs.
Krystal gasped and spread her legs
apart, lifting her left leg up and placing it on the drawer, exposing herself.
Fox gently licked her delicate lips, noticing for the first time how wet she was.
He decided he wasn’t going to spend too much time down here, and started
working his way back up, licking her belly, then her breast, swirling her
nipple and stopping. He moved his hips up to hers, and paused.
“Ready?” Fox asked.
Krystal nodded, and he placed the tip
of his rod against her pussy. He moved in slowly, savoring her tightness,
pushing all the way to the hilt, while she leaned back against the mattress and
let off a small moan. He pulled back out slowly, all the way to the tip, and
pressed back in. He repeated this a few times, going slowly, still afraid in
the back of his mind she would reject him.
“Ohhh, harder,” Krystal said softly,
her face an reflection of pleasure.
Fox picked up the pace a little bit,
going a bit faster, as fast as he could manage in this awkward position. He
moved his hands to her breasts and started rubbing them and squeezing them with
the rhythm of his thrusts. Krystal was easing up, and thrusts became easier,
her cunt getting more wet. Fox leaned down and started suckling at her breast
while he pumped, loving her hard, responsive nipples. He moved his head between
kissing her, suckling at her neck, eating her breasts while he fucked her.
“Mmhhh.. fuck me, Fox, ohhh...”
Krystal whispered, feeling like she was in a dream. It was all so much like a
fantasy, being saved by a handsome hero, taken back to his domain and drilled.
Fox’s cock was sliding in and out at a good, steady rate now, slick with her
juices. He moved his hands to her hips, supporting her, and leaned back, his
lower back straight, but slumped over while he kissed and sucked. He was able
to pick up the pace slightly, and Krystal started moaning a little louder.
Fox’s tail swished behind him as he pumped, his staff sliding all the way in,
and all the way back out to the tip.
After a while of this he picked her
up, holding her by the ass, picking her up off his dick and sliding her back
down. He thrust up a bit, speeding up the process. He stood there for a few
minutes, bouncing her while she moaned, pounding her tight slit. Her juices
dribbled down his member as she rode, her pleasure tangible, the musty smell of
sex in the air. He walked backwards to the bed that was on the floor, and lay
down on his back on it, still inside her, pushing himself up to the head of the
bed, so they were on it completely. She was on top of him, on her hands and
knees, her breasts hanging close enough to his head that he could reach up and
suck on them. Krystal started to move herself, bouncing her ass up and down,
pumping Fox’s cock into her. She kissed him while she humped him, their lips
locked, moaning into each other’s mouths. Krystal broke the embrace and started
to moan louder, madly pushing herself up and down.
“Ohhh, mmm... oooohhh, Fooox!” she cooed, losing herself in the act.
Fox had abandoned any worries about
her feelings long ago. He moved them up a little more, so his upper back was
resting on the wall, Krystal’s breasts hanging just in front of him. He started
sucking at her breast and moved his legs up, positioning himself so he could
help, spreading his legs apart a little and hers in the process. He grabbed her
ass and started to thrust up into her, while she bounced on him, doubling the
friction. Krystal was all but screaming at this point, her back arched, feeling
her orgasm grow nearer. Fox stopped sucking and moved his hands from her ass to
her tits, squeezing them with the movement, driving her on more. Her breasts
bounced in his hands every time their thighs collided, the sound of their sex
filling the room. Krystal shrieked and Fox felt her love tightening around him,
her orgasm wracking her.
“Ohh Fox, I’m cumming! Ohhhh,
FUUUCK!” Krystal screamed.
Fox had a brief thought of
appreciation for Slippy’s sound-proof design for all the ship walls, before
deciding he didn’t care anyway. He rolled over on top of her, and, being on
top, pounded her even harder. He was between her legs, which were wrapped
around him, fucking her with all his might, sustaining her orgasm, their tails
wrapped around each other. They were both soaked with her juices, a soft wet
sound filling the air. Krystal moved her hands to Fox’s ass and pulled on him,
trying desperately to increase the speed of his thrusts. His member was
burning, and he knew he would cum any second now, her pussy still spasming on
his dick, Krystal writhing beneath him. He looked at her face, twisted in
pleasure, her eyes hazed over, staring at him dreamily as he pounded her. It
was more than he could take, and he came finally, his muscles tightening up as
his orgasm hit him. He shot his hot seed deep into her cunt, pushing himself in
as far as he could and moaning. They kissed finally, Krystal calming down while
Fox was still coming into her slit, and then he collapsed on top of her, still
inside her. He groaned softly as the last of his seed shot out into her, and
his member finally relaxed.
“That was wonnnderful, Fox” she said,
kissing him.
All he could do was nod, his strength
drained. They lay there for a while, savoring the moment, both satisfied. Fox’s
cock was still inside her, half erect. They kissed softly, both of them happy
for the first time in ages.
Fox’s mind was still on fire, the
thought of being on this lovely vixen, inside her, stimulating in itself. As
they kissed, his member grew back to full size. Fox was still on top of her,
and he started to gently thrust while they embraced. After a while, Krystal
pushed him off and out, and rolled onto her stomach. She spread her legs and
arched her ass into the air so her cunt was easily accessible. Fox moved over
onto her, placing his hands to either side of her, just under her arms. His
legs were sprawled out behind him, positioned for leverage. He slowly sank his
member into her love, moaning as he moved in, his member more sensitive than
the last time. Krystal was more responsive, too, and moaned. Fox slowly moved
in and out, without much resistance, his cock still coated in a mixture of
their juices. He slowly speed up, pounding in and out, their groans and the
smacking of their thighs the only sounds. Fox picked up the speed, gliding at a
good rate now, his eyes closed, enjoying her body. Krystal moaned a bit louder,
and slid her arms underneath her. She slowly got up onto her hands and knees,
Fox fucking her the whole time, moving with her, now on his own knees. Her tail
was arched over her back, and Fox leaned over it, pounding her cunt as hard as
he could.
“Ahhhhh... ohhhhh...” Krystal moaned
as Fox pounded her. She started to move herself to double the movement as before,
and the effect was amazing. Her cunt was burning with pleasure, Fox’s long
member driving into her with unparalleled force. As her second orgasm grew
near, she screamed and pulled forward and off of Fox’s cock, leaving him
humping the air, turning around and puling him down onto the bed, on his back,
and climbing onto his cock. She leaned back with her arms behind her and
started riding, while the suprised Fox quickly joined in, thrusting up and into
her while she groaned loudly, riding him as hard as she could. “Oh, Fox!
Fooooxxx!” she screamed as she humped him, her tail thrashing behind her.
Fox moved his hands to her thighs and
pulled her up and down onto him, the thrusts almost instant, the pleasure
building up in his dick. He felt himself losing control as he thrust up into
her madly, his orgasm nearing. Krystal sat straight up and moved her hands to
her breasts, squeezing them as she bounced. The sight was overwhelming to Fox,
and it drove him over the edge.“Oh, Krystal, I’m– Ohhh!” Fox yelled as he came.
Krystal soon followed, shrieking in ecstacy as she came, riding him with a
fury, her cunt squeezing his cock. Fox shot his seed up into Krystal and their
juices mingled, running down his staff and down between his legs. He thrust up
as hard as he could while Krystal kept writhing on his dick, her orgasm
wracking her, and finally she collapsed onto Fox. Fox groaned and grabbed her
ass, thrusting into her some more, emptying the last of his seed into her spent
body. Both of them just lay there, proud of their accomplishment, too exhausted
to say anything.
They forgot about the furniture.
2. Clean Time
Krystal was finally finished moving in to
the Great Fox. It had taken her and Fox two days to complete the task, but that
was mainly because they couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. She and
Fox were standing near the door to her room, gazing triumphantly on their
accomplishment.
“Finally done,” said Fox.
“Oh, that was so much hard work,” replied Krystal with a grin.
“Hard work or hard play?” Fox beamed.
Krystal just smiled.
The two of them decided to loaf around her new room a bit, mainly laying
on the bed, watching stupid shows on TV. It was near bed time, and they were
both in need of a shower after the long day they’d had. Fox had his mind on
everything but a shower, but Krystal didn’t seem to be interested at the
moment, for once. So, after the show they were watching ended, Fox stood up and
slowly started to walk toward the door, making a dramatic show of it.
“Where you going, Fox?” Krystal asked bluntly.
Fox frowned and sadly replied, “I’m gonna go take a shower...”
Krystal paused for a moment, and replied, “Well, I need one, too. Let’s
take one in here, its closer.”
Fox almost breathed a sigh of relief, before Krystal continued,
“But we gotta get clean, okay? This is clean time, not play time,”
Krystal chirped with a grin. Fox frowned and nodded and headed for the shower,
and Krystal got up and joined him.
The shower was almost as large as the bedroom itself, with several
shower heads and a shelf built into the wall all the way around, about waist
height, for putting whatever you wanted out of the way of the water. In the
middle of the floor there was a panel that covered up a hot tub. The floor was
made of a water-proof padded material, so as to give a good grip on the
flooring, and if you should happen to slip anyway, you wouldn’t get hurt.
Slippy had designed the whole thing, being a big fan of water, and there was
one in every bedroom. They both entered the shower and Fox closed the door.
Krystal shed her clothing quickly and placed it on part of the shelf. Fox tried
to keep his eyes off of her, and slowly undid his own clothing, placing it next
to hers. He walked over to a separate shower head than Krystal, who was already
enjoying the shower, and turned it on.
“This is torture,” he thought to himself.
“Remember, clean time, not play time. Don’t get excited, Fox,” Krystal
said with an almost evil smirk.
Fox frowned again and went back to cleaning himself. After about 10
minutes, Krystal said, “Fox, I need you to help clean my back.” Fox stood there
in awe of what he was supposed to do. Stand next to Krystal, naked, wash her
back, and not get excited. He was visibly distressed.
“Hurry up, Foxy, I need your help!” Krystal said teasingly.
Fox slowly walked over to Krystal, trying to think about everything but
what he was doing. She handed him the wash cloth, thankfully over her shoulder
so she wouldn’t turn around. He stared at it for a moment, before reaching over
and gently scrubbing Krystal’s back. They both stood there without a word, Fox
frowning and cleaning, thinking about the stupid show they’d watched on TV,
Krystal smiling. When he was finally done washing her back, he turned to walk
away, but Krystal squeaked a noise of irritation.
“Nooo, you have to finish. There’s more to my backside than that,”
Krystal teased.
Fox knew what she meant, and instantly knew he couldn’t handle it. He
slowly reached over to her butt and started to wash. He worked his way down to
the backs of her legs, carefully avoiding the one place that would send him
over the edge. Her tail wasn’t obstructing the view, but thankfully her legs were
together. His member was already slightly erect, and he was trying so hard to
keep it from getting any worse. He worked his way down her legs, and finished
cleaning her lower legs. He didn't understand why Krystal was doing this to
him. When he was down with the backs of her legs, Krystal quickly said, “You
missed a spot.” She grinned and spread her legs apart.
Fox’s mind stopped working for a second. When he regained his senses,
all he could do was whimper.
“Bad, Fox, thinking such things. We’re just getting clean,” Krystal said
with a smile.
Fox slowly reached up with the wash cloth and started gently wiping her
folds, his erection growing to full mast despite his best efforts. He washed
for a whole 30 seconds before weakly asking, “Is that enough?”
Krystal paused as if in thought, then she leaned forward against the
shelf and replied smugly, “Nope. But at least now you can reach.”
Fox went back to work sadly, completely confused by Krystal, painfully
aroused with no relief in sight. Krystal released a slight moan every now and
then, making things worse. Finally she said, “The wash cloth just isn’t
working, use your tongue.”
Fox’s relief was tangible, and he smiled for the first time in the
shower. He dropped the cloth and leaned his head forward, already on his knees.
He gently started to lick her pussy, first slowly, then speeding up a little.
Krystal looked over her shoulder and spotted his erection, grinned and
cooed, “Ohhhh, Fox. Naughty, Fox, getting all excited. Shame on you.”
Fox was well beyond trying to suppress it at this point. He moved his
hands to her hips, pulling her into his face. Krystal moaned, and moved one
hand off of the shelf, rubbing her breasts alternately. Fox found her clit and
starting licking furiously at it. Krystal’s tail was whipping around behind
her.
“Oohh Fox!”
Fox slid his long tongue all the way in, and started slowly licking at
her walls, sliding his tongue in and out.
“Mmmm, harder,” Krystal moaned.
Fox ignored her pleads and kept licking her slow and hard, driving her
crazy, moaning and rubbing her breasts.
“Harder, please, ohhh.”
After a while Fox moved his right hand to her swollen lips, sliding his
middle finger in. Krystal moaned and started moving her hips with Fox, humping
his tongue and finger. Fox finally sped up, eating her out with a passion,
enjoying her moans.
“Uuuhhh, oooohhh, Fooox!”
Fox slid his forefinger in, too, and moved his left hand around her leg
and started rubbing his hand just above her slit. Krystal went insane,
desperately humping his face, moaning and groaning constantly.
“Ohh, Fox! I’m coming! I’m... oohhh...”
She shrieked as her orgasm hit her, her love clamping down on Fox’s
tongue. Her tail went rigid, the fur on it standing on end. Her juices flooded
him, and he eagerly drank them up, feeling proud of himself. Krystal heaved as
her orgasm continued, convulsing, cursing in her native language as Fox licked
up the last of her fluids.
Fox smiled and asked, “Clean enough?”
“Mmm, squeaky clean, “ sighed Krystal. “Now it’s your turn.”
She got down onto her knees and pushed Fox down onto his back. His
erection stood prominently, begging for attention. She crawled up beside him
and turned around, climbing onto him, putting her pussy into Fox’s face.
“Rinse me off while I clean you, okay Foxy?” Krystal said with a smile.
Fox quickly complied, burying his face in between her thighs. Krystal moaned
and started licking the underside of his cock, starting at the tip, running all
the way down. She moved her left hand to his balls and playing with them, and
moved her right to his long, hard shaft. She picked it up and started pumping
it, licking the tip, moaning as Fox slid his tongue deeper into her. Fox took a
finger from each hand and spread open her lower lips, making access easier.
Krystal slipped the tip of his cock between her lips, and started blowing Fox.
He moaned in pleasure, and the moan went into Krystal, teasing her, driving her
on harder. She gently scraped her teeth across his shaft, up and down, enjoying
every minute of it.
“Ohhh, Fox, faster.”
Fox complied, speeding up, driving Krystal on. She sped up greatly, her
head bobbing up and down, taking his member in completely every time. She kept
working his cock with a fury, releasing it from her mouth and grabbing it with
both hands. She pumped away while licking the tip, and Fox couldn’t help but
groan, it felt so wonderful. He moved his left hand away from her cunt and slid
two fingers from the other hand in, and continued his quest. Krystal got
louder, and was mumbling almost incoherently in her native tongue, licking away
at the tip of his shaft. She released it, and started licking the underside
again, all the way down to Fox’s balls. She was close to coming again, and was
panting as heavily as she could while still drowning Fox in pleasure. Fox moved
his free hand to her breast and started rubbing it, and sped up his licking.
“I’m... I’m coming... Fox... mmmm.”
She let out a scream and started furiously sucking on Fox’s member, her
body convulsing and writhing on Fox.
“Ooohh, Krystal, I’m–“ Fox gasped and burst too, spraying his seed into
Krystal’s mouth, drinking her fluids while she swallowed his. After they both
calmed down, Krystal started nursing Fox’s member back to full size. It didn’t
take long, and he had his huge erection back. She got up off of Fox, while he
watched her, a dreamy look in his eyes. She sat on the shelf lining the shower
wall, and leaned back, spreading her legs.
“Rinse time,” Krystal said with a grin.
Fox quickly rose to the invitation, standing up and walking over to her.
He smiled and put the tip of his cock against her pussy, and rubbed it up and
down, teasing her.
“Mmm, no teasing.” Krystal yelped with irritation.
Fox pressed in, pushing his rock hard member all the way into her lovely
cunt, savoring the feeling. He started slowly, pulling all the way out to the
tip, and pushing all the way back in. Krystal moved her hands to his shoulders,
and grabbed him with her legs, trying to push him in fast. Fox got the clue and
started pumping faster, madly pounding her tight love, completely lost in the
moment. Krystal moaned and kept squeezing him in with her legs, trying to speed
it up even more. Fox was going as fast as he could, doing his best to pleasure
his love. His tail was moving back in forth in rhythm with his thrusts. He
moved his hands to her breasts and started rubbing them, rolling them in his
hands and pinching her nipples.
“Ohh yes! Fox! FOOX!” Krystal screamed, squeezing his shoulders tight.
Krystal was enjoying this just as much as he was. She moaned and
shrieked, driving Fox wild.
“Oh fuck me! Yes!” she moaned.
So Fox fucked away. Every now and then he would slow down a bit just to
hear her beg, and speed back up.
“Don’t slow down! Oh, please!”
Fox moved his head in and they locked lips, feeling each other’s moans,
driven on by each other’s pleasure. He moved his hands to her hips so he could
steady her, increasing the speed of his thrusts. The sound of their thighs
smacking filled the room, interrupted only by the moans of pleasure, the soft
sound of the shower mere ambience. Fox slowed down slightly and started moving
his hips in a circular motion, the movement rubbing his member against all the
walls of her pussy, driving them both mad.
“Oohhh YES!” Krystal screamed.
Fox picked Krystal up, turned around, and lay her down on her back on
the padded shower floor, pumping away during the entire motion. Once on the
floor things were easier, and he was able to pound her even faster. Krystal
screamed and grabbed his ass, pulling him into her, desperately trying to get
off. Fox reached his head down and started sucking on her nipples, switching
between them, biting them softly. His hands were everywhere, rubbing her up and
down. He grabbed Krystal's ass and picked the lower half of her body off of the
floor as he got to his knees, her shoulders still on the floor, her arms laying
above her head. He continued to pound her while holding her in the air, their
hips smacking with each motion, her body shaking with each thrust, her breasts
bouncing. Krystal moaned in pleasure from the sensation, and moved her hands to
her breasts, squeezing them as her body was rocked. Fox eased the both of them
down and leaned in, pulling her legs up with him. He bounced on her quickly,
his body laying on hers, their faces barely apart. Krystal’s face was twisted
in pleasure, her eyes staring at her love on top of her, not believing this
feeling.She was beyond words, and could only growl and moan. She stared into
Fox’s eyes as he thrust into her, the motion bobbing her up and down, her
breasts bouncing.
Krystal couldn’t take it anymore and rolled Fox over onto his back, and
started riding him, her hands on his stomach to give her leverage. Her breasts
bounced with every hump, and the sight of her on him was the most beautiful
thing Fox could imagine. He pumped up, doubling the speed of the friction,
grabbing her ass to speed her up. They fucked at this frenzied pace for a
while, both of them moaning, their tails thrashing. They wrapped their tails
around each other’s, rubbing them against the other.
Krystal screamed and came, her hot fluids running down his cock and
thighs. She collapsed onto his chest, still humping him, her face twisted in
pleasure, staring into his. Fox’s mouth was hanging open, his eyes closed,
doing his best to sustain her orgasm. Finally, he came too, spraying his seed
into her hot cunt with a moan. Their juices mingled, coating her insides and
running down his shaft. Krystal was still cumming, desperately bouncing on
Fox’s convulsing dick while he moaned, thrusting into her with jerky,
half-movements. Finally she calmed down, and relaxed into Fox’s arms. He held
her tightly, still inside her, happy with the whole experience but a little sad
it was over.
“Mmmm, all clean,” Krystal whispered, and fell asleep in Fox’s arms, the
shower gently running over their bodies.
Fox soon followed.
3. Commitment
It was the middle of the night and Fox was lying sleeplessly in his bed.
He hadn’t slept well at all for the last few weeks unless he was, at the very
least, in the same room as Krystal. It wasn’t that he was that hopelessly
addicted to her body, as magnificent as it was, but he missed her as a person.
He felt genuine affection toward her, something he wasn’t familiar with. Most
of his past relationships were shallow, physical ones between him and some girl
that wanted to be with a hero. While the attention was nice, it grew old going
from one helpless, foolish girl to the next.
Krystal was different. She didn’t care about his fame one bit, in fact,
being from an entirely different area of the galaxy, she might not even know he
was a bit of a celebrity. Fox hadn’t ever mentioned it, used to it being common
knowledge, and she hadn’t asked. He was actually a bit glad, he realized,
because anything that went on between them was just that -between them. He knew
Krystal wasn’t after bragging rights to throw around with a group of snobbish
morons.
She wasn’t a weakling, either. This attracted Fox more than anything
else. Krystal was a strong, self-supporting person. She knew how to take care
of herself, in every day life and in combat. She was extremely dangerous with
that staff of hers, having trained with it since she was old enough to carry
it. She had her own little ship, too, which meant that she probably wasn’t a
slouch at flying, either. Fox was actually considering inviting her to the team
permanently, as right now, she was just staying with them as an honorary member
-her sole duty to cook breakfast for everyone else- until they arrived at
Corneria eventually, where she could make herself at home, the planet being the
dwelling place of all sorts of strange folk from around the galaxy. While no
particular trip to Corneria was planned at the moment, if he convinced her to
join the crew, she’d be with him long term, and that’s all Fox really wanted.
The biggest question weighing on Fox’s
mind, though, was what Krystal thought about him. Obviously, she was
comfortable around him, even trusted him to a certain degree, having initiated
more than a few long nights. But Fox didn’t know how much of it, if any, was
from affection, or even love, and how much was from his big ears, so-to-speak.
He didn’t know what he’d do with himself if it turned out he was just providing
stud service. So he made up his mind to ask her tomorrow in private what her feelings
were, as embarrassing a question as it was, and he could go from there. For
now, he decided there wasn’t anything he could do about it short of waking her
up, and he didn’t want to do that -he’d seen her roused from sleep only once,
and he was sure Falco would never wake her to ask her hurry up making breakfast
again. In fact, he was pretty sure Falco would never mention the word
“breakfast” in the same room as her after that. So, Fox rolled over and decided
he would try again to get some sleep. About 20 minutes later, just as he was
drifting off, Fox’s door chime went off several times in a cute little melody.
Fox stood up groggily, and with a mutter got up to answer the door. Standing in
his doorway was Krystal in her nightgown, with a thoughtful look on her face.
“Sorry to wake you up... can I come in? I... I want to talk. I have a
lot on my mind,” she said seriously.
Fox yawned, still half asleep, and replied, “Sure, okay. I was already
awake, anyway.”
The blue fox stepped in and replied to the orange, “Oh? Well, that’s
good, I guess. At least I didn’t wake you up. What were you up for?” She sat
down on the end of the bed, leaving space for Fox to sit next to her.
“Oh, there’s a lot on my mind...” Fox said, shifting his gaze away from
her, trying to avoid making who was on his mind obvious. He sat down next to
her. Krystal seemed to understand anyway, though, and gently smiled.
“Well, I’ve never been good at asking a question carefully, so I guess I’ll
get right down to the point, okay?” Krystal inquired. Before Fox could reply,
she went on, “I’ve been thinking a lot lately, about you, about us. I just need
to know if this is as serious to you as it is to me, or–" Krystal was
interrupted as Fox grabbed her in a big hug and smiled. Confused, she gave off
a half-smile, trying to figure out his reponse. Fox released her, and with a
big smile he said, “I was going to ask you the same thing, but... I didn’t want
to wake you up.” Now it was Krystal’s turn, and she hugged him, half-laughing
and half-crying. Fox hugged back, and after a while, he asked her, “I guess
you’ll be staying here, then?
“Who needs a planet when they can have you?” Krystal said half-jokingly.
“Although... I’ll have to make myself useful. I don’t want to be a leach.
Obviously I'm not well suited to breakfast duty...”
“Can you fly in a straight line?”
“I can fly better than you can fight with a staff!” laughed Krystal,
poking him on the nose.
“You’re in... and if that doesn’t work out, there’s always the
‘swim-suit-wearing, moral-boosting beauty’ option,” said Fox, grinning.
Krystal giggled and answered, “I’m afraid sights like that are reserved
for orange Foxies, who rule their ships with an iron... rod.”
She glanced down at Fox’s lap. Fox looked down -apparently, after the
mood had been elevated, so had his member. Being in his boxers, there really
wasn’t anything he could do to hide it.
Fox blushed and said, “I guess he loves your company, too.”
Krystal smiled and pushed him onto his back in the middle of the bed,
and climbed over to him. She lied down on top of him, and they kissed, hard and
slow, more passionate than before. Fox’s organ pressed against her belly
through the fabric, the only things keeping him from her were the two thin
pieces of fabric they both wore. Krystal straddled him around his belly, and
sat straight up, undoing the buttons on her nightgown. Fox stared anxiously as
they slowly came undone, each one revealing little more than the last, the
crisp fabric not moving far enough for him to see what he wanted to. As she
undid the last one, Fox reached up and pulled it off of her, tossing it to the
floor, and gazing in awe once more at her beauty. Even in this dim light she
was amazing, and now she was completely nude on top of him. Fox reached down
and quickly pulled off his boxers, freeing his shaft. He reached down to her
hips and urged her forward, pulling her slit over his face. Krystal moaned as
his tongue made contact, a slow and hard stroke followed by another. Fox
grasped her hips tightly, and moved his tongue inside. He quickly licked at her
walls as she groaned, her hips shifting above him, as she tried to hump his
face. Fox pulled her closer, pressing his muzzle up against her slit, moving
his tongue in as far as it could go. He licked at her quickly, her moans
rising, her hips jerking as he licked and slurped. Krystal groaned loudly and
moved her hands to his head, pulling him into her, pressing his face against
her. She moaned louder as her orgasm grew near, the love she felt making this
the most exquisite pleasure she'd ever experienced. Fox speed up, swirling his
tongue inside her as fast as he could, eating her out passionately, his member
feeling like it was going to explode.
"Fooooxx!! Oh, Fox!" Krystal gasped as she came, pussy
squeezing his tongue, her juices flooding his mouth. Fox drank them up as they
came, sustaining her orgasm, her muscles tensing. After she calmed down, Fox
released her, smiling warmly at her.
"That was fun," he said, grinning.
Krystal sighed, "Now there's an understatement."
Krystal slid back and lifted herself up, grabbing his hard cock and
lining it up with her love. She lowered herself down slowly onto it, releasing
a slight moan as she slid all the way down, filling herself. She paused for a
moment before lifting herself up again and repeating the motion, sliding all
the way down to the base of his shaft. Fox savored her tightness as she humped
him, and moved his hands up to her breasts and started rubbing them, squeezing
them and playing with her nipples. Krystal moaned and leaned forward into his
hands, placing hers on his chest for leverage, and she sped up. Quickly now she
rode him, her tail twitching behind her as she bounced on his rod, going from
full motions to half as she moved faster. Fox moaned and joined in, pumping up
into her as she came down, pulling out as she rose, the luscious sound of their
hips colliding echoing through the room. Fox moved his hands from her breasts
to her hips and started aiding her movement, speeding things further.
“Ohhh Fox, oooh... I love you!” Krystal moaned as she rode.
Those words, more than anything else, turned Fox on and he rolled them
over, laying himself down on top of Krystal, his head over her shoulder. He
suckled at her neck as he slammed himself into her, his tail swaying behind
him.
“Oh, God, I love you so much,” Fox whispered into her ear.
He moved his hands to her shoulders and started pulling down on her with
every motion. The pleasure was exquisite, her hardened nipples were rubbing
against his chest as he pounded her. Krystal moaned and squeezed his hips with
her thighs, wrapping her legs around him. She moved her hands to his ass and
started squeezing with each thrust, her back arched as she groaned, her face
twisted in pleasure. Fox moved his hands to her sides and sat up, watching her
breasts bounce alluringly in front of him. After watching for as long as he
could stand, he bent over and started licking at her right breast, his tongue
swirling around the already erect nipple. Krystal moaned and grabbed his head,
pushing it down onto her. Fox got the message and started sucking hard at it
while he quickly slammed his rod into her tight love, his member slick with her
juices.
“I’m cummiiiing! I’m cu– oohhhh!” Krystal screamed as she felt her
orgasm wrack her, her love clamping down on Fox’s long member, squeezing it.
Fox moaned and soon joined her, the muscles in his cock clamping up just before
his powerful release. He sat up and picked Krystal up by the hips, her back
still on the bed, and he pounded her in a frenzy as his juices shot into her.
Krystal was still cumming hard, and she squeezed her breasts as she moaned
loudly, her cunt squeezing Fox’s rod, milking all of its seed. Fox groaned as
the last of his seed left him, collapsing on her, their fluids mixing and
forming a small puddle where they lie. He weakly thrust into his moaning lover
as he they calmed down, each of them spent.
“I’m so happy right now,” sighed Fox.
“Me, too, Fox...” Krystal replied.
And soon they drifted off to sleep in each other arms, completely
exhausted, the lack of sleep only speeding the process.
After that night, Krystal moved into Fox’s room, and neither of them had
any more trouble sleeping.
4. Heat of Passion (Part 1)
It was early evening on the Great Fox, and after a long day of doing
nothing at all, the Star Fox team was winding down in the rec room. They were
all watching a cheesy action film, Fox sitting by his new fiancé, sharing the
love seat, Falco and Peppy at opposite ends of the couch, and Slippy plopped on
the floor like a child. The movie was entertaining enough, but Krystal seemed a
bit distracted. She kept shifting in her seat uncomfortably, looking around and
seeming a bit anxious.
"Are you alright?" Fox asked her in a whisper.
"Yeah, I'm okay... I'll... I'll be fine." She replied,
unconvincingly.
Fox figured if she wasn't going to tell him, there wasn't much he could
do about it, so he tried to return his attention to the movie. He was concerned
about Krystal, though, so it was difficult, and he really wasn't enjoying the
film anymore.
"I've uh… gotta go to the bathroom." Krystal suddenly
declared, and quickly got up and ran off, but toward the bedroom, not the
bathroom in the rec room, which would have been closer. Then Fox caught a whiff
of the scent she left behind, and realized what was going on. She was going
into heat. None of Fox's previous girlfriends had ever gone into heat, because
they had developed pills to avoid it. But, Fox realized, seeing as he had an
entirely male crew up until now, they hadn't had any such thing on board.
Closest thing Fox had were the pills he'd packed the last time he was on
Cornelia, and they were for sterilizing his sperm, for a few days at a time, so
he didn't have to worry about getting anyone pregnant. Not that he'd forseen
any chance to, but he had packed them "just in case."
Heat for their kind happened every 6 months on average, and lasted for a
week. There were 3 things affected by it: a unique scent that would immediately
turn on any fox who smelled it (and it had), a tremendous increase in sexual
drive, and a near guarantee of pregnancy without protection or pills. It was
generally seen as near torture for a female without a dedicated mate with a lot
of free time.
As Fox sat there in a near daze, Peppy leaned over the side of the couch
and gave him a nudge on the arm.
"Better go make sure she's okay, Fox, she seemed almost ill."
He said, legitimately concerned. He was a kind old hare, and since his kind
didn't have a heat, he had no clue what was going on.
"Yeah, you're right, I'll go check it out. You can have the love
seat if you want, this will probably take a while..." Fox replied, and got
up, heading off in the same direction Krystal had.
As he wandered down the hall, the scent grew stronger, and Fox grew
almost painfully aroused. He walked slowly toward the bedroom, trying to decide
what to do. He didn't know how she'd react, if she'd rather be left alone, or
if she badly wanted his attention. He reached the door, sighed, pausing to
think. The door was encoded with scanners, which immediately detected whoever
belonged in that particular bedroom, and would open the door automatically, and
shut it behind them. He decided to just walk in quietly, to see what she was
doing, first.
Fox stepped in, the door sliding open silently, and shutting the same.
The lights were dimmed, and the scent in the room was so strong it was
overwhelming. He looked around, til he spotted the bed, and his eyes grew wide.
On the bed, was Krystal, naked and on her side, her legs at a 90 degree angle
to her body. Her eyes were closed, and her right hand was buried between her
thighs, the other squeezing her breast. Fox had the full view, she had two
fingers buried inside her folds, rubbing herself and moaning softly. Fox was
blown away by what he was seeing, and just stared in silence.
"Mmm... ohhh... Fox..." Krystal moaned, and Fox didn't know if
she had smelled him there, or if she was just thinking of him, but he decided
to risk it.
"Y-yeah?" He asked nervously.
Krystal's eyes flew open, and they showed brief fear, relief, and then,
embarrassment. But she didn't stop.
"Oh, Fox... I'm... mmm... so embarrassed... oohhhh..." she
half moaned, half spoke.
"I'm sorry... do you want me to go?"
"No! Mmm... no... it's... ohhhh... kay." Krystal gasped.
She sped up, moaning a little louder, and switching breasts. Fox moved
over to his dresser and quickly dug out the pills, grabbed one, and downed it.
He couldn't just stand there and not touch her, it was too much. He quickly
climbed out of his clothes as she watched, and crawled into the bed behind her.
"Ohhh... you know... we can't... have kids now..."
"It's okay, I took a safety pill." Fox said, as he finished
getting into the bed. His mind was on fire, the sight would have been enough,
but combined with the scent, he was acting on impulse. He reached over to
Krystal and leaned her into him, so she was still on her side, but almost on
her back. He pulled her left leg, the one on top, over his legs, and moved his
head under her arm, and over to her breast. He started suckling at her breast
as she masturbated, moaning and groaning. Fox reached down and pulled her hand
away from her love, and she moaned as her fingers slipped out. He moved his
rock hard member to her slit, and pressed in, moaning in relief.
"Ohh Fox, thank… you…" Krystal said as she groaned.
Fox started pumping her, slowly at first, quickly speeding up. He fucked
her in frenzy as he sucked at her nipple, ravaging her body, acting
instinctively. They were both overtaken by lust, lost in each other's bodies.
Krystal moved her free hand down to her pussy and started rubbing at her clit
as Fox rammed into her uncontrolably. She was sopping wet, and Fox's member was
already slick with her fluids. Fox slid one arm underneath her, and moved each
hand to hers, aiding her in her self pleasuring as he pumped into her. Her tail
wrapped around Fox, twitching as he thrust.
Krystal's moans grew to screams as the pleasure built inside of her.
This was the first heat she'd gone into, having stopped all of the others, and
she wasn't regretting it. She had the pills with her from her ship, but she'd
skipped on them, for this very reason. She quickly forgot about all that,
though, when she came. She screamed and started bucking her hips, her pussy
contracting, squeezing Fox's long dick. Her juices ran down their thighs,
coating them. Fox continued to thrust into her, lengthening her orgasm. He
wasn't anywhere near done, and was amazed she was already having an orgasm.
"Ooohhh, Fox, mmmm... oh god, I love you... don't stop..."
He hadn't planned on it. He rolled out from under her and let her down
onto her back, then climbed on top of her. He quickly pressed back in, and
picked up where he left off. He was on his knees, leaning forward over her, her
legs spread wide around his. He watched her breasts bounce as he pounded her,
madly thrusting into her wet folds. Krystal moved her hands to his ass and
squeezed with each thrust, her eyes closed, back arched in pleasure. Her tail
moved up and swished at Fox's balls, receiving a groan. He doubled his efforts,
going as fast as he could, filling her tight pussy with his rod again and
again. He lowered himself onto her, sucking at her neck, and moved his hands to
her ass, squeezing in rhythm with his thrusts. She moaned and writhed under
him, lost in lust. She was so responsive; it was unlike anything either of them
had ever experienced.
Fox sat up, and rolled her onto her stomach. He spread her legs apart,
and pressed back into her love, his legs spread out behind him, supporting
himself with his hands. He fucked her madly, her moans filling the room, her
tail arched over her back, twitching with pleasure. Fox's own tail was waving
behind him, in rhythm with his thrusts. He kissed at her back and her neck,
moving his head all over, licking and sucking.
Krystal started moving onto her hands and knees, and Fox got the idea.
He got to his knees and started drilling her Foxy-style, as she had called it
before. He moved his hands to her breasts and squeezed them, rubbing them and
playing with her nipples. This drove Krystal mad and she moved her left hand to
her clit, rubbing it as she was impaled again and again. Finally she fell to
her shoulders, her back arched, ass still in the air. She started moving with
the thrust, doubling the motion, the increase in speed driving her over the
edge.
"I'm cumming!! Foooox!" She screamed as her next orgasm rocked
her.
It was all too much for Fox and he felt his
loins tightening up. His orgasm hit him, and he sprayed his seed into Krystal
as her pussy squeezed his rod, milking it for all it's worth. She was
screaming, and humping him madly, her eyes shut, her tongue hanging out.
Finally she fell to the bed, and rolled onto her back. Fox followed, collapsing
on top of her.
"That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt..." Fox said
contently, as his senses returned.
"Well, I hope you'll be ready to do it again, soon."
"You can count on it, love."
Fox smiled. It was going to be a long week.
(Editor's note: AND IT TOTALLY WAS URRHURRHURRR)
5.
After recovering from their previous "adventure," Fox and
Krystal redressed and head back towards the rec room, Fox dragging a big
blanket along with him, the end over his shoulder. Fox had estimated there was
a good half an hour left to the movie, and Krystal wanted to enjoy it while she
wasn't distracted for the time being. Fox was plenty distracted, but he wasn't
about to complain.
They entered the rec room through the door closest to Falco, and he shot
Fox a glance. Fox was trying to be inconspicuous, but Falco immediately noticed
that his shirt was on backwards, and coupled with the stupidest grin he'd ever
seen, there wasn't much to hide. He rolled his eyes and grumbled something, and
Fox blushed as he and Krystal made their way past the couch and over to the
still-vacant love seat. Peppy was asleep on his arm of the couch, which
explained why he hadn't taken Fox up on his offer for his spot. Slippy was
still flopped on the floor, eyes wider than usual, staring in awe at all the
flashy pictures. He was plenty bright when it came to mechanics, a genius even,
but he was a lost cause otherwise.
The two Foxes settled into their seats, wrapping the blanket around
them, with the top tucked in under their shoulders and the bottom draped over
their knees, in effect, making them look a bit like an ill-conceived bubble.
They cuddled up and got cosy, with Krystal on Fox's left, and settled in to
watch the end of the movie. They had no idea what was going on, but it wasn't
exactly plot heavy. The silver-furred feline hero was sporting a serious case
of bad dialogue, throwing around such phrases as, "I'm gonna kill you,
dead!" before proving his point in an unnecessarily drawn out and flashy
manner, utilizing his environment, fighting crime with such tools as the mighty
serving spoon.
"He's cute, but he should have just shot the guy," Krystal
whispered.
"I bet you could fit his brains in a toaster," muttered Fox.
Krystal giggled, whispering, "I bet he already did."
During a more impressive scene, Krystal sighed and shifted anxiously in
her seat. Fox was going to ask her what was up, when he caught a wiff. Her heat
was returning, quickly. He expected her to make another dart for the
"bathroom" but she instead stayed. Fox, of course, would have been
glad to assist her in another brief recovery, and was a bit disappointed when
she stayed put. But, if she was determined to finish the movie, he'd do so with
her, turned on or not. Fox felt Krystal edge closer to his ear, and now he was
the one shifting.
"Ssshhh," Fox heard her whisper, although he'd been silent for
a while, and he didn't know why he was being reminded. That is, until, he felt
a soft touch on his knee. Krystal's hand inched up his leg, moving slowly and
deliberately, rubbing his leg. Finally he felt her touch reach between his
legs, and grasp his balls. She started to rub them gently, adding to the
torture her scent was already submitting him to. He was careful not to move too
much, mindful of the blanket.
"H-how long was this... uh.. movie... supposed to be,..
again?" He asked quietly. Falco held two fingers up, signifying two hours,
and Fox glanced at the clock. Twenty minutes to go... he grimaced.
Krystal's hand moved up, sliding underneath his shirt, rubbing his
stomach for a bit. He sighed in relief, before he felt it move back down, this
time, under his pants. He struggled to keep his composture as he felt her grasp
his member, rubbing it softly. Between her scent and her hand, he didn't know
if he could last. The last thing he wanted to do was lose it right there in
front of everyone. But he wasn't exactly about to ask her to stop.
Krystal reached over with the other hand and unbuttoned Fox's pants, and
then slowly undid his zipper. She pushed his boxers down below his balls, and
began to gently pump his rod. He groaned just loudly enough for Krystal to
hear, pressing into her hand with his hips. He moved his own hand over to her
breast, giving it a squeeze through her shirt before sliding it down her
stomach. He slid his hand down into her pants (she wasn't wearing panties),
inching it slowly downward. He slid his middle finger into her slit, pausing to
rub at her clit, before pressing all the way in, followed by his ring finger.
Krystal tensed and her grip on his member grew harder, and she pumped a little
faster. They both tried to keep a straight face and were glad for the dim light
as they pushed each other slowly closer to the edge. Krystal moved her free
hand to her breast and squeezed it as she jacked Fox off, trying her hardest
not to start moaning loudly. Fox speed up his movements, moving his fingers up
and down and pumping them in and out at the same time. He was close to the edge
himself, but since she started this, he was determined to get her off, first.
Krystal was wriggling, blushing behind her fur. She went to switch breasts but
the blanket almost fell off, and she moved quickly to grab it and stuff it
behind her shoulder again. Fox waited for an action scene and pressed harder,
driving her over the edge, and she felt her inevitable orgasm approaching. She
started to moan a little louder, and Fox, who had the remote, increased the
volume with his free hand a little as she came, moaning as quietly as she
could, twitching and convulsing as her juices soaked his hand and the small
couch.
Fox looked to the clock again. Five minutes. A hovercar exploded
on-screen and Slippy was thrilled, shouting, "Whoaaa!" before Falco
threw a pillow at his head. He quickly threw it back, and soon a fight erupted,
waking up Peppy.
"What's wrong with you imbiciles?! Can't you watch a movie without
getting into a stupid fight?" the normally gentle hare bellowed. He never
had taken kindly to being woke up, and bickering was his biggest pet peeve. By
the time he stormed out of the room to go to bed, the film was over, and Falco
and Slippy left in a huff.
The blanket hit the floor. Fox yanked Krystal's shirt off as she removed
her pants, and then quickly tugged his off while he removed his own shirt. With
her clothes off, her scent filled the area quickly, flooding Fox's senses as
she straddled him. She kissed him as she lined his cock up with her love,
rubbing it against her wet slit. They moaned loudly as she lowered herself onto
him, impaling herself on his long member. Slowly at first she rode him,
speeding up quickly, her breasts bouncing in Fox's face. Krystal leaned into
him and started moving with just her hips and thighs, in a circular motion,
pumping his cock into her while holding her breasts steady for Fox. Fox moved
his hands to them and started to suck at her nipples, alternation between them,
nipping them and pinching them. They quickly hardened as she moaned, rolling
herself on Fox's member, her eyes shut and her tail swishing behind her. Fox
moved his hands to her hips and started pulling her down even harder, pounding
in to her as she bounced on him. She grabbed on to his shoulders and leaned
back, hanging from him as she bounced on his dick.
"Ohhh... Fox!! Oooohh..." Krystal moaned, her accent
prevailing.
She hung there for a while, almost limp, groaning as she rode, up and
down, again and again. Her face was twisted in extacy, her mouth open, eyes
half open. Finally she pulled herself back up, and Fox latched on to her right
breast, sucking at her already hard nipple. He spread his legs a little wider
and started to thrust up in to her, as she made shorter, faster movements, his
member sliding in and out of her at record speed, her tail twitching behind
her, waving around. She was sopping wet, her fluids splattering and running
down Fox's shaft, and down between his legs as he fucked her, revelling in her
moans.
Fox slowed her a bit, and turned her around, leaning back with her. Her
legs hung over the edge of the love seat, and she rocked her hips as Fox thrust
up into her, his head under her arm, sucking at her breast. He moved her hands
to her ass and held her up, speeding up greatly, pounding her as she hung limp
from his shoulder, her free hand between her legs, rubbing her clit as Fox
sucked harder at her nipple as her tail twitched wildly off to the side. She
screamed as he sped up more, fucking her as fast as he could. Krystal arched
her back, pressing her breast into his face as she rubbed her clit harder,
feeling her orgasm approaching. The only thing rivaling her moaning was the
scent of their sex, thick in the air, driving them both wild.
"Ohh Fox, I'm cumming! Ohhh!!" Krystal screamed as her orgasm
hit, her pussy contracting on Fox as she writhed and groaned. It was too much
for him, and he quickly joined her, spraying his seed into her tight cunt with
a moan, his eyes shut. Their juices mingled as they ran down between them,
splattering the love seat and the floor, pooling beneath them as Fox madly
thrust into her, sustaining their orgasms. Krystal twitched and convulsed,
screaming and babbling in her native tongue before collapsing, limp on Fox,
tongue hanging out, exhausted.
Fox picked her up and moved them to the big couch, laying on top of her,
lips locked in a fiery embrace. He straddled her waist as they kissed, his
hands on her breasts, squeezing and rubbing. Krystal moved her hand to his
member and started carressing it, moaning softly as they kissed. Fox slid down
her, sucking at her neck, and moving down slowly. He paused to lick at her hard
nipples, and moved down, licking as he went, pausing again to suck at her
navel. He moved further down and licked at her inner thighs as she wriggled,
teasing her until she grabbed his head and pulled him to her pussy. He licked
her lips softly before pressing in. He found her clit and wrapped his tongue
around it, sucking on it roughly as she moaned and moved under him. He moved
his hand up and slid his middle finger in, pumping it into her as he sucked at
her.
"Mmm... don't... stop... uhhhhh" She moaned.
Fox moved his ring finger in and pumped even harder. He started nibbling
at her clit and she screamed, moving her hands to her breasts, toying with
herself. Her tail was between Fox's legs, and she moved it upwards, swishing
his balls. He groaned as he ate her out, his voice tickling her, driving her
wild. He was already hard again, her scent alone would have done it, but her
tail made sure. He slid his tongue all the way inside her and started licking
at her depths as he fingered her, driven on by her screams and foreign
babbling. Krystal moved her hands to Fox's head and pushed him in to her, her
chest heaving, feeling her next orgasm fast approaching. Fox's free hand made
it's way around her leg and started rubbing at the top of her slit as he licked
and pumped, driving her over the edge. Krystal screamed, ramming his face into
her as she came. She twitched and convulsed, her juices flooding Fox's mouth.
He grinned as he lapped them up, sustaining her orgasm, holding her hips tight
as she writhed.
After she calmed a little, Krystal rolled over and got on her hands and
knees, hands on the arm of the couch. Fox kneeled behind her and quickly
pressed in to her sopping wet folds, thrusting in with his cock, all the way,
as she groaned. He pulled out slowly and repeated, several times, before
Krystal started to rock back and forth, humping him to speed things up. Fox
spread his legs a little and leaned over her, sucking at her neck and pounding
her madly as she moaned. He sat up and sped up, his hands on her hips, pulling
her down on him as he thrust, then pushing her away. Her tail was arched over
her back, twitching as he fucked her, her scent destroying any rationality he
had left.
Fox quickly turned Krystal over in the same spot, her shoulders just
over the arm of the couch. Her head hung back as she moaned, tongue hanging
out, breasts bouncing at the top of arm, just under Fox's gaze. He pumped as
hard as he could up into her, bouncing her breasts furiously. He bent his head
down and started furiously sucking at her left breast as he fucked her, his
tongue crashing down on her nipple. He switched breasts, sucking at the other
one, nipping at her nipple. Back and forth between them as she growled, bucking
her hips furiously. He pulled her down a bit so her head was on the armrest,
and kissed her, moaning with her over the sensation. She moaned as he pumped
her hard, pulling all the way out to the tip, pressing in to the hilt, pounding
her in a near frenzy. Their hips smacked with each thrust, the sound filling
the room, fighting Krystal's moans for supremecy. He started sucking at her
neck, and moved his hands to her hips, squeezing her tight as he thrust in to
her. She moaned and wrapped her legs around him, holding tight, urging him on.
She moved her hands to his ass and pulled on him as he thrust, speeding him up
even more.
"Ohh Fox, harder, ohhh fuck me!!" Krystal moaned.
Fox rose up a bit, planting his hands underneath Krystal's shoulders,
spreading his legs a bit, positioning himself for speed. He sped up, going as
fast as he could, staring into his love's half-open eyes. She was nearing her
ograsm, her face was contorted, an image of lust and pleasure, her eyes glazed
over and her mouth hanging open. Her breasts bounced as Fox fucked her, driving
him mad. He arched his back and moaned as he drove himself quickly in and out
of her, his tail waving in rhythm with his thrusts, the loud smacking filling
their ears. Krystal moaned and growled, arching her back, squeezing him harder
with her legs. She was at her limit, babbling in her native tongue, even
purring at the sensation.
"I'm cumming! Oh, Fox, I'm cumming, oohhhh!!"
Krystal's orgasm wracked her for the fourth time, her pussy clamping
down on Fox's member as he thrust into her. She screamed and writhed under him
as he fucked her, her juices coating his member, pooling between their legs on
the couch. Fox leaned down and kissed her as he kept pounding her, on and on,
finally bringing her to a fifth orgasm as he finally came, spraying his seed
inside her as he moaned, mixing their cum as it trickled out of her. He
collapsed on her, still weakly thrusting, the fires of his mind finally
subsiding. Finally he stopped, and noticed she'd passed out.
When she finally came to, Fox gently kissed her and whispered, "I
love you, Krystal."
"I love you, too, Fox... Let's get Rob to clean this up and get to
bed," Krystal giggled.
They wrapped themselves in the blanket and left Rob to work late into
the night, scrubbing away at the furniture.
End? Maybe?
God, I hope so.
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