EXPLICIT - New Experiences

	The feeling of cold wood pressing against a certain canine girl’s rump causes her to let out a sigh. She had been feeling down since that morning, and the only thing that could remedy that was going to get some coffee with one of her friends. The canine girl rubs her face for a moment before bringing her disposable cup to her lips. She pulls away at the feeling of the scalding liquid contained within singing her tongue, and quickly puts that cup back down onto the table in front of her.

	Ting-a-ling-a-ling…!

	The canine girl’s ears perk up at the sound of the chime on the front door sounding. After turning her head to see who it was that was making their way in, she’s greeted by the sight of purple fur, an ample bust, and a pair of horns atop a fox-like head. At once, the canine’s lips curl up into a bright smile.
	“Ah, Orren! Over here, over here!” The purple furred fox at the front door perks their ears at the sound of that voice, and after quickly scanning the room, heads on over towards the canine girl with a bit of pep in her step.
	“Weeell, now… Izzat an Elly Baby I see?” The fox smiles for a moment, makes her way behind the canine, and quickly opens her arms. “Give ol’ Orren some lovin’ would ya’?” And as if on cue, the canine turns in her seat, stands up, and quickly leans into the fox for a moment before wrapping her arms around her waist, a wide smile on her face.
	“Orren, hey! Sorry for bothering you on such short notice and all-”
	“Honey, you know you can call on me for whatever! ‘Sides, I still need t’ use up my vacation days, so it’s a win-win.” And like that, the fox makes her way over to the seat next to the canine, and plants her rump into the cushion before resting one of her arms on the small table top.
	“I know, I know, but I’m taking you away from work and-”
	“Elly, baby, you okay? Not like you t’worry ‘bout anythin’, really. You got somethin’ goin’ on that I need to talk to you about?” Like that, the canine girl lets out a small sigh before moving strands of her long, pink hair out of her face, the one blue highlight slipping away from her grasp and tumbling in front of her eyes once again.
	“Well, uh… kinda? So, uh… this is kinda personal, so come here, okay?” The canine quickly takes a small look around the room for a moment, and after not seeing many people who were even remotely paying attention to the two of them, leans in towards the fox. The fox, on the other hand, tilts her head in confusion. The canine, at that point, puffs out her cheeks before reaching over to grab the fox’s shirt, and tugs her down for a moment or two to meet at eye level. “Look, don’t tell anyone this, but… it’s about Sypsie.”
	“Huh? What’s wrong with him? I swear, if Blue did somethin’ to ‘em again, I’m gonna rip off his-
	“Orren, please, focus?” The canine furrows her brows for a moment, her worried expression appearing once more.
	“Right, right, sorry. ‘S goin’ on, honey?”
	“I… I don’t know how to deal with Sypsie.”
	“...You, of all people, don’t know how to deal with your boyfriend? What did he do?”
	“That’s the thing, he hasn’t done anything! Just… we were fooling around in bed a little while back, and, well…” She trails off for a moment or two before a soft pink blush colors its way onto her cheeks.
	“Well, what? C’mon, Elly, honey, you can’t just leave me hangin’, you know? What, did his dick pop off or somethin’?”
	“W-Well, no, I-”
	“Oh, then he ended up leavin’ you blue balled and such, didn’t he?”
	“Orren, c’mon I wanna-”
	“Don’t tell me… he ain’t puttin’ out, is ‘e?”
	“I-I don’t know how to work with pussies.” The fox, who had been speaking over the canine to try and get a word in sits there with her mouth agape. The gears in her mind were trying to process what she had just heard.
	“Y...You… what.” The canine girl simply blushes for a moment or two at the sound of that, her hand rubbing and tugging at one of the ends of her pink hair.
	“I… I was trying to help Sypsie get off and all, and well, um… you know how he’s got that thing with his genes and all, right? He… changes down there, too.” The fox girl blinks for a moment before sitting back up in her seat. “I, um… I don’t know how to deal with him when he has both, let alone when he only has a pussy, you know?” At that point, the canine girl sits up in her seat, causing the fox to press a palm to her forehead.
	“Elly, you know you could’a jus’ asked fer some help in bed, righ’? Like, you tried lookin’ on Gaggle to see what they got an’ all t’ help you?” The canine simply reaches over and grabs her cup of coffee, and brings it to her lips, but keeps herself from taking even a sip. She really didn’t want to answer that question… No, not at all.
	The fox simply rubs her face for a moment at the lack-of-an-answer that the canine was giving her.
	“Ugh, fine, fine. Tell you what, Blue is out of town on some sort of assignment for one of his classes, so it’s just gonna be me at home. You meet me there at around seven, and we’ll get things sorted. I’ll make some good-ass snacks, and we’ll share it while you tell me everything. Call it… I’unno, ‘immersive therapy’ or somethin’. Sound good, Elly?” And like that, the fox girl crosses her arms and tilts her head to one side.
	“...Yeah, uh… Yeah, sure thing, Orren. And, uh… sorry again for calling you all the way out here, you know?” She brings her free hand up and rubs the back of her neck for a moment or two before wrapping it around the cardboard sleeve on her coffee cup.
	“Naah, don’t worry about it - I didn’t have anythin’ to do today, anyway. ‘Sides, I can get me one o’ them Macchiatos they pride themselves on here. I ain’t leavin’ ‘ere empty handed, you get me?” The canine, at that point, simply smiles for a moment, and takes brings her cup to her lips again to take another sip. A moment later, though, she pulls herself away with her tongue sticking itself out of her mouth.
	“Ah… still too hot…” The fox girl smiles a bit at the canine’s actions, and quickly reaches over to pat the top of her head.
	“Hehe… never change, Elly. I’ll see you later on tonight, ‘mkay, honey?” And like that, the fox starts to make her way towards the serving counter at the back of the room. Though, on her way there, she stops in her tracks before looking back to the canine. “Oh, and, uh… wear somethin’ you think is comfortable, ‘mkay? Don’t worry about havin’ to look nice or anythin’ for comin’ my way.” And like that, the fox girl gives her friend a wink before turning back to the serving counter. After quickly paying for something to drink, she grabs her cup and starts to head towards the front door, her palm pressing against the glass before she heads out.
	“Hah… comfortable…? I’ll have to dig out my sweatshirt for tonight. I just hope I’m not bothering her too much with something like this.” And like that, she takes a look at her cup before quickly standing up from her seat, and making her way towards the door with her cup in hand. She had some time before she had to be there, anyway…

	Later on that night, the canine girl quietly makes her way up a set of stone steps towards a dark red door. She lets out a sigh once she gets there, and raises her hand before balling it up into a fist. With a swift “knock knock knock”, she raps her knuckles onto that wooden barrier.
	“Coming!” And as if on cue, the door opens to reveal the purple-furred fox girl from earlier that day, now clad in a loose-fitting t-shirt, a pair of loose red sweatpants, and a smile on her face. “Well, now, lookit you, Elly! Didn’t keep ya’ waitin’, did I?” The fox girl gives the canine a quick down-up look before moving her way to the side of the doorway. “Come on in, make yerself at home, honey.”
	“Uh… thanks again for inviting me over, Orren. You sure it’s alright that I get your help on this?” The canine girl makes her way through the door, into the wooden floors of the fox’s apartment.
	“Yeah, honey. You go sit in the livin’ room, and make yerself comfortable. I’m gonna go put the finishin’ touches on t’night’s dinner. You don’t mind fish tacos, do you?” At the sound of the fox’s words, the canine’s eyes widen a bit. It was getting to be about that time, wasn’t it…?
	“Oh, um… sure, sure. I’ll have a few, if you’ve got some to spare.” The canine simply smiles and makes her way through the short halls before making her way into a somewhat smaller room with a couch and a small reclining chair on the far wall. “Um… right, right.” She makes her way across the room, and takes a seat in that chair before starting to take off her bulky jacket. It was cold outside, after all, and she didn’t want to freeze. “Um… Orren, you don’t mind if I just leave my jacket over here, do you? Like… I don’t, uh… Do you have a coat rack? A hook? Um… anything?”
	“Trust me, Elly, if I did, do you think I would be using it? You know how I am, girl! Just throw it where you can remember it, yeah?” The fox calls out from the kitchen, her voice reverberating off of the beige walls. The canine, at her words, simply shrugs herself out of her garments, and slings them over her seat for the time being. With that, though, the canine’s attention is brought back to the present as the fox walks her way back in from the kitchen, a large platter in hand. “Hope you’re hungry, Elly. I can get more, if you want.”
	“You’re sure? Um… Like, I don’t wanna eat you out of house and home, you know?”
	“Honey, don’t you worry. I know how to make enough to keep me going throughout the week. I’ll just reheat some stuff later on iffin’ I need to. Now, eat up, and tell me what’s on yer’ mind.” And like that, the fox quickly places that platter down onto a small coffee table in the center of the room between her seat and the canine’s seat, plants her rump in one of the cushions, and reaches over to grab a napkin from the side of that platter before snatching up a pair of tacos from their spot on the table. Immediately, the fox brings one of them to her mouth, and snaps up a large bite from her meal.
	“Huh… They do look good…” And like that, the canine reaches forward and grabs one of those foldable bits of deliciousness, and stuffs part of it into her maw. “Mph… sho goo’...”
	“Innit’? M’ Grandmama’s recipe.” And like that, the other half of that taco the fox was enjoying disappears down her gullet with barely another sound. A moment later, she lets out a sigh before turning to the canine. “Anyway, what’s goin’ on with Sypsie now? You mentioned somethin’ about, uh… pussies?” At the fox’s words, the canine’s eyes widen, and a small blush blazes its way onto her cheeks.
	“Mm- yea’.” She quickly swallows what she had in her mouth before speaking once more. “Er, uh… sorry. Uh, so, the story goes like this - Sypsie and I were fooling around the other day, because, uh… you know.” She gives the fox a small, slightly nervous smile.
	“Oh, yeah? You were tryin’ stuff out on ‘em, girl?”
	“Well, uh… not exactly. He wanted to try something out, and he, uh… He ended up showing me how he can change himself, you know? Dragons are weird… Like… I think that something in their genes lets them change stuff around? Like… give themselves boobs, dicks, and everything in between? Like… I’m still kinda confused by it all, you know?”
	“Ah, I know where you’re comin’ from, honey. Dragons’re… weird in the good way, y’know?” The canine girl perks up for a moment, her eyes darting over to the fox.
	“Huh? What do you mean? I swear, if you’re part dragon, too-”
	“Naaaw, naw, I ain’t no dragon. Dated one, though!” At that, the canine’s brows shoot up.
	“No…! You’re kidding! You dated someone before Blue?!”
	“Her name isn’t important right now, so I’ll spare you most of the details. The point is, dragons are freaky in bed. The best kind of freaky.” For a moment, a small blush burns itself onto the fox’s cheeks before she looks to the canine. “Anyway, what sorta thing you wanna know ‘bout ‘em, Elly?”
	“W...Well…” She reaches towards the fish taco platter, and grabs herself another morself of deliciousness. “Sypsie, when he was first starting out with all of this, uh…would you call it changing? I don’t even-” She holds her hands up in front of herself for a moment. “Tangent, bring it back… When we were fooling around, Sypsie thought it would be a good idea to try and have fun with one of his toys and some rope-”
	“Oh, he’s got toys now!? Hah! I knew he was a kinky fucker when I first saw ‘em! The quiet ones always are!” The fox quickly grabs herself another taco, and stuffs half of it into her mouth before continuing on. “Wha’ ‘id ‘e ‘o?”
	“Well, uh… he grew a pussy? God, that sounds so weird to say…” The canine looks away for a moment, her face positively glowing with a bright red blush. “A-Anyway, he grew a pussy, and stuck his butt towards me, and uh… I froze.” At that point, it was the fox’s turn to furrow her brows.
	“You… froze?”
	“I froze. I… I didn’t know what to do in that sort of situation, you know? Like… Orren, you know me, I can satisfy Sypsie fifteen ways to Sunday, but… I just didn’t know what to do in that sort of situation. In the end, I just started to use that toy of his on him, like…” She sighs. “I dunno…”
	“Well, it sounds to me like you need yerself some practice in that sorta situation, don’tcha?” The corners of the fox’s mouth curl upwards into a smile before she leans back into her seat with her taco in hand. “I might have an idea to help ya’ work yerself outta yer funk, y’get me?” The canine, on the other hand, furrows her brows and puffs out her cheeks.
	“Orren, I swear, if you’re thinking of putting me up with someone else to try and cheat on Sypsie…”
	“Nah, nah, something without all the hussle and fuss about tryin’ to find someone. I know someone that could help you out!”
	“I...I dunno…” The canine turns her eyes away for a moment or two, fixating themselves on the half-eaten food in front of her. The fox, though, lets out a small huff at the sound of the canine’s words. She sits up, leans forward to place her elbows onto her knees, and puts her chin into her palm.
	“Oh, relax, ain’t no need to be worried none! ‘Sides, what I’ve in mind is better than some random-ass stranger.”
	“Oh yeah? And what, pray tell, do you have in mind?”
	“You fuckin’ me. That’s what.” For a moment, the canine sits there, her mouth slightly agape, as if she had misheard her friend’s words. A moment later, though, she bursts out into a giggling fit!
	“PFFT-HAHAHA! Hah… hah… no, seriously.” The canine simply looks to the fox for a moment or two, and the smile she wears slowly starts to fade away at the sight of the fox’s visage remaining the way it was before. “...You can’t be serious, right?”
	“Do I look like I’m not serious?” And like that, the fox jabs a finger towards her cheek, and her unchanging expression. The canine sits there for a moment, and blinks her eyes in disbelief, her thoughts going a mile a minute.
	“Like… do you have any alternatives?”
	“Would ya’ prefer I fuck you instead? Think ‘bout it, Elly - how the hell else’re you gonna get any sorta hands-on type experience iffin’ you don’t actually do the hands-on shit? I know you don’t wanna deal with any sorta random-ass person on the street, and who else here’s gotta pussy ‘side from you?” The fox crosses her arms at that point, and leans back into her seat. The entire time, her tail swishes back and forth against the fake leather that made up her seat. The canine, on the other hand, was busy trying to deal with her thoughts, as well as the blush that was blazing across her cheeks.
	“I… Orren, I dunno… Like… what sorta thing do I even say to that?”
	“You don’t gotta say anythin’ to it, honey. How ‘bout this - I guide you through it, we run through a couple’a positions, we both get our rocks off, it’s a win-win, innit?” The blush that was blazing on the canine’s cheeks glows a bit brighter.
	“Well, y-yeah, but -”
	“Elly, do you wanna learn how ta’ make Sypsie feel good? All y’gotta do is ask, y’know. That, and you and I both know that you won’t get another chance at this, lessin’ you ask.” The fox girl simply smirks, and leans forward in her seat. “So, what’s it gonna be, then, Elly?” The canine, at the fox’s words, simply leans forward in her seat, and puts her hands to her chin in thought… The fox soon stands up, though, and grabs the platter from the table in front of her.
	“Take yer’ time, I’ve gotta clean up a li’l.” And like that, she disappears towards the kitchen, where the sound of running water and someone scrubbing something fills the air. Meanwhile, the canine leans back into her seat, and lets out a sigh… She couldn’t do this, could she? Would this be considered cheating, even…? It’d help her try to work out what she needed to do… She could think of this as more of a learning experience than anything, couldn’t she? With a small nod and a quick huff, she sits up once more.
	“I’ll do it!” She calls out towards the kitchen, causing the sounds of scrubbing and brushing to slow to a stop. A moment later, the fox’s head peeks its way out from the doorway, her eyes a bit wider than normal. At the sight of the fox’s head, the canine tenses up, her blush glowing brighter and brighter with each passing second. “I...I… I want your help. W...Would you please help me with Sypsie, Orren?”
	“Yeah, sure, meet me in my bedroom in about ten minutes - I gotta finish up in here and then I’ll help you, sound alright, honey?” The fox simply smiles for a moment before ducking her head back into the kitchen. A second later, the sounds of water splashing and plates being scrubbed fill the air again. The canine, on the other hand, lets out a sigh before standing up from her seat. “Oh, and uh… make yerself a li’l bit more comfy when you get in there, iffin’ you want!” She jumps at the fox’s words once again before quickly walking her way down the hall.
	Once she makes her way down that direction, she turns a corner, and makes her way into a room with a small twin bed, the plaid purple sheets on its top strewn about and rumpled from lack of effort on the fox’s part. The canine lets out a small sigh, rubs her ears for a moment, and makes her way over to the bed, where she quietly takes a seat, and presses her foot against the heel of her opposite shoe, kicking it, and the other shoe off a moment later. With that, she looks around the room for a moment or two, her eyes falling onto a small television across the room on top of a small dresser.
	“I… guess she’s got everything she needs out in the open, huh…?” She quietly trails a hand to the hem of her sweatshirt, grabbing it and pulling it over her head after a moment or two of hesitation. She quietly places it off to the end of the bed, the fabric crumpling without a body to keep its form. With that, the canine looks her way around the room for the time being, her breasts free to the open air. She looks over towards the small bedside table, the small alarm clock on its top glowing with its red numbers - 4:39 PM.
	She had been here for an hour already…? Where did the time go, even? Just as she was about to reach over to grab the alarm clock, the sound of the door behind her creaking its way open meets her ears. She quickly turns her way around to spot the fox making her way into the room, her own shirt currently being pulled over her head.
	“You ready, Elly girl?” And like that, the shirt comes off of the fox’s head before being unceremoniously tossed off to the right into the middle of the floor. At the sight of the canine sitting on her bed, the fox lets out a sigh. “Well, obviously not.”
	“Huh? Wh...what do you mean, Orren?”
	“Lose the Bra, Elly. We’re gonna be havin’ some fun, ‘mkay?” At the fox’s words, the canine tenses up for a moment or two. “Th’ only thing that bra’s gonna do is just get in th’ way, Elly. Y’can leave it on fer now, but it’ll do y’better t’ get that thing off’a you when y’feel like it.” And like that, the fox closes her door, and rubs her face. The canine, on the other hand, was busy trying to reach around and unclasp her bra. Her small grunts are quickly silenced by the fox closing the distance, and with a flick of her wrist, causes the canine’s bra to pop right off.
	“Wh…! Orren, how the fu-!?”
	“Practice, Elly. Blue and I get plenty of it, y’know?” At that, the fox grins and stands up straight once more, her hands on her hips.
	“What in the gods names do you mean by practice?!” The canine quickly puts her hands in front of her chest, pressing the cups of her bra against her now-perked nipples. The fox simply looks at the canine with a face that says “are you serious?”.
	“...Elly, you know how hard Blue and I go, right? Like, this’n’s the third bed I’ve had to rebuild this year, y’know?” And like that, she pats the top of her bed without another word.
	“B...But it’s only February.”
	“And?” At that point, the canine simply closes her mouth, and looks towards the floor, her cheeks blazing red. There was no way that the two of them could have done something like break a bed that many times…! “Anyway, don’t worry ‘bout that none. The first thing you gotta learn about dragons, is that they can have anything in their pants.” And with the clinking of metal against metal, the fox quickly shimmies her way out of her jeans. At once, the canine’s eyes widen at the sight of a pair of light purple boxers clinging to the fox’s hips.
	“Wh… boxers? Don’t you… Don’t you have any panties or anything?”
	“‘Course I do, Elly. They just don’t fit’s all.” At that point, the canine’s brows furrow.
	“Don’t fit…? What do you mean don’t fiiiiih…” The canine is quickly silenced by the sight of the fox pushing her loose purple fabric down towards her ankles, revealing a large sheathe right between her legs, complete with a pair of softball-sized orbs right under it. The canine simply sits there, eyes wide and mouth open in shock at what she’s seeing. The fox, on the other hand simply crosses her arms, steps out of her now-rumpled underwear, and stands there looking at the canine.
	“Somethin’ wrong? Cat got yer’ tongue’re somethin’, Elly?”
	“Wh...why the fuck do you have a DICK!?” The canine gestures towards the fox’s package, her face absolutely covered in red.
	“I’unno, genetics? ‘Sides, you knew I filled Blue up that time, right? How else was I s’pposed t’ do somethin’ like that?”
	“Uh, a fucking strap-on, maybe?!”
	“Pfft, nah, those things’re way too fuckin’ expensive. That, and I don’t got th’ equipment t’ make ‘em work, don’t I?”
	“THEN WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT, ORREN?!” The canine jabs a finger towards the fox’s crotch, her eyes wide in disbelief.
	“Fuck you think it is? M’dick!” At that point, the canine sputters something incoherent, and flails her arms for a moment. Clearly, this isn’t something that she expected to see today. “Y’ just gonna stare at it, or d’you wanna do somethin’ with it?” At this point, the fox’s face starts to glow for a moment or two before she starts to make her way towards the canine, who at this point was busy trying to understand what she had just gotten herself into.
	“Wh… what the… fuck…?” And like that, the fox plops her hind end onto the bed right next to the canine. “I… wh…”
	“Y’gonna keep gawkin’, or do I need t’ start things off?” And like that, the fox reaches over towards the canine’s wrist. After tugging it towards her, the fox quickly presses the canine’s palm right on top of her ample orbs. The canine quickly jumps at the feeling of how warm they are, one of her brows furrowing from her curiosity.
	“O-Orren, hang on, isn’t this going a bit- holy shit, these things are hot…!”
	“Naturally hot blooded, don’t you worry none. Feel free t’ play with ‘em, iffin’ you wanna. Though, keep in mind I’m a bit on a tight schedule here, alright?” At that point, the canine blinks for a moment, and starts to roll the fox’s orbs within one of her hands, soon letting out a sigh before pulling her hand away. “Y’done? Good, now, fer lesson two. Dragons’re th’ kind to get a lil’ bit ornery, so you need to work with ‘em when y’can. Otherwise, you won’t get nothin’ in return!” And like that, the fox crawls her way up towards her bed’s headboard. Once she gets there, she turns herself around, and leans back against the wall.
	“Uh…?”
	“Well? What’re you waitin’ for? Start eatin’ me out, and I’ll help you out, yeah?” And like that, the fox smirks for a moment, and folds her arms behind her head for the time being. The canine, on the other hand, swallows the rising feeling of trepidation that was squirming around her throat, and crawls over towards the fox.
	“I… I mean… well… Where do I start?”
	“Where do you think you start, Elly?”
	“I mean… uh…” The canine tilts her head, causing her hot-pink bangs to swing off to the right side of her face. The fox lets out a sigh, reaches over towards the canine’s head, and pulls her down towards her crotch, where she immediately lets out a small yip in surprise. “G-Gah!”
	“Elly, how’d’you get to m’snatch from here, huh?”
	“Mmph… m… moving your fat-ass nuts outta the way…?”
	“Ding ding ding! Now, get to it.” The fox smirks for a moment or two before pulling her hand away from the canine’s head. After a moment or two of hesitation, the canine reaches under the canine’s lap, cups her searing hot orbs in her hand, and lifts them up. At once, the fox’s folds, dripping with need, come into view. The canine blinks for a moment or two before making her way in towards the fox’s legs. “Here, lemme get these for ya’ now, ‘mkay?” The fox smirks once again, and the weight in the canine’s hands is suddenly relieved.
	“Mmph…” The canine moves her hands form above her head to the fox’s thighs, which she uses to brace herself while down there. A moment later, the canine’s tongue starts to run its way over the fox’s folds, each pass eliciting a small sigh or a moan from the fox’s throat.
	“Theeere’s a good girl, Elly… Jus’ like that, now. Make mamma happy, and I’ll return th’ favor, yeah? Hehe…” The fox smiles once more, and leans her head back for the time being. The canine on the other hand, is busy with trying to slide her tongue along the fox’s folds, each one causing a twitch between her folds. This was odd, but… she felt so turned on right now.
	Minutes pass with the canine between the fox’s legs, each pass of her tongue causing a twitch within the fox’s loins, and soon enough, her length starts to squirm and twitch its way out from that sheath.
	“Mmph… good girl, Elly. How’s about this? I’m feelin’ a little more frisky than before, so turn over, ‘mkay?” The fox chuckles for a moment before pressing her way against the canine’s face, causing her to close her eyes and twist her head for a split second. In no time, though, the canine quickly turns herself over, and presses her nose against the fox’s folds once again. Once that happens, the fox smirks, leans forward, and lets out a sigh before grinding her face against the canine’s face. “How’s about I give you some incentive to keep goin’, eh?” And like that, she leans forward against the canine’s stomach. Once she gets there, she lets out a sigh.
	“Really, Elly? You didn’t even get outta yer’ shorts? Ugh, fine, fine. I’ll buy you some new ones when we’re done.” With that, the fox grabs a hold of the canine’s leggings, and starts pulling them apart.

	RRRRRRRRRRRRRIP!

	“Mmph…! Rrrn!!” The canine furrows her brows for a moment at the feeling of cool air against her own (now-dripping) loins before the fox lets out a content sigh.
	“There we go. Now I got me a good ol’ view o’ what t’ do! Now, iffin’ you’ll excuuuuuuse me, I’m gon’ have me a little snack.” And like that, the fox leans over and starts to slide her tongue across the canine’s folds, eliciting yet another moan from between her own legs. The fox quickly sets the tone by slurping her way around each side of the canine’s folds before slipping her tongue as far as she can between the canine’s legs. At once, the canine in question lets out a shivering moan into the fox’s crotch before her legs clamp down around the purple-furred head of the fox.
	“Ngh… Thrrs rt… crm frr mrmr…” The fox smirks as best as she can from between the canine’s legs, her face squished by the tan-furred girl’s toned thighs. Soon enough, though, the canine’s legs relax, and the fox pulls herself away from her leg-based burial, her face now glistening with the canine’s fluids. “Ah… there we go, now… Elly, honey, y’doin’ alright down there?” And like that, the fox smirks for a moment or two before swinging one leg off of the canine’s face, her own visage now sopping wet with the fox’s juices.
	“Ahahaha… That’s… Buh… Orren…?”
	“I’m alright, Elly, honey. You holdin’ up alright? My fat ass break somethin’?” At the fox’s words, the canine lets out a small giggle.
	“No, uh… I’m alright… Wow, that’s, uh… quite a ride, huh? Especially from some… uh.” When she speaks, the canine sits herself up from her reclined position, and turns her (slightly pressure-marked) face towards the fox, only to be met with the sight of a member roughly the size of a yardstick, and as thick as a soda can. “...Let’s be honest, you blow Sypsie right out of the water, Orren.”
	“Oh hush, now. Sypsie’s got Dragon runnin’ through his veins, he can break my record in a snap!” The fox crosses her arms around her pulsating member, a droplet of clear pre-cum dribbling its way out from her tip. “Anyway, I wanna save the most important lesson fer last, so how’s about we get you all set up for the next lesson, yeah?” And like that, the fox stands up from her spot on the bed, and starts to make her way towards the closet in the far corner of the room.
	Once she makes her way over towards the sliding door that cordoned off the closet from the rest of the room, she slides it open with a sharp “CLACK!” sound before dipping her head into that clothes-filled repository. The canine, while this is happening, quietly starts to reach for the blanket, and uses it to wipe her face as clean as she can, the blush on her face now blazing back on there. “Elly, tell me somethin’.”
	“Yeah? What’s up?”
	“Do you like purple or white better?” At the sound of that, the canine’s brows furrow. That was… certainly an odd question to ask right about now, especially with the view that she was getting of the fox’s hind end.
	“Huh? Orren, what are you talking about?” As if on cue, the fox straightens herself up, turns herself around, and holds up her hands. In one hand, was a sleek-looking purple canine member, complete with a knot close to the base. The other hand, a white member, this one more tapered in appearance. At the sight of those two rubber peens, the canine’s cheeks darken more and more with a blush.. Before, suddenly, a small trickle of blood dribbles its way out of her nostril and onto the sheets between her legs.
	“Buh…b-b-buh…” The fox’s brow lilts itself upwards at the sight and sound of what was going on with the canine.
	“Hehe… Let’s go with purple. I wanna feel a knot in me that Blue can’t give me too often.” And like that, the fox turns around, tosses the sleek white member into the closet, and rummages around for a moment or two longer before pulling out a mass of straps and latches. After wrestling with it for a moment, the fox smiles before taking that knotted purple peen, and sliding it through a particularly large hole in the front. Once that’s done, she tosses it towards the canine, who catches it after a quick fumble.
	“Gah! Careful where you throw something like that, Orren!”
	“Hey, ‘least yer payin’ attention, ain’t’cha?” The fox smiles for a moment before sashaying her way back towards the bed, her member twitching with each step she takes. “Now, I want you t’ put that thing there on, and we’ll see how we get with this.” And like that, the fox makes her way to the foot of the bed before she leans over and sticks her hind end into the air. “Ready fer round two, Elly? You don’t gotta iffin’ y’don’t wanna. Think I fergot to mention that before.”
	“Uh… wha… I don’t… Ugh, fine, fine.” And like that, the canine rubs her upper lip to get rid of any sort of blood splatter, and tries her best to shimmy herself into that rubber peen-filled harness. Once she’s in, though, she lets out a bit of a shiver at the feeling of slightly chilled rubber pressing itself against her crotch. “Jeez… So this is what the boys feel like, huh…?” For a moment, she hefts that purple member in her hand, the feeling of that sleek material squishing in her hand causing her to blush.
	“Uh… Elly, honey, I hate t’ be a downer here, but I’ve got my fat ass in the air, and you’ve not so much as taken a look-see at what I got. Y’mind focussin’ a little?” The annoyed tone of the fox meets the canine’s ear at that point, shaking her from her imaginative reverie.
	“Gah, uh, yeah, right. Sorry.” And like that, the canine makes her way around towards the fox’s rump, and gingerly places a hand against the purple fur of the fox’s right cheek.
	“Right, so, next lesson. Sometimes, Dragons ‘n’ such’ll like to be the bottom in these sorts o’ situations. You, bein’ you, have gotta oblige ‘em whenever you get the chance. Though, d’pendin’ on yer equipment, y’might be a bit lackin’. I’ll set ya’ up with some stuff from my Toy Crate subscription when I get th’ chance. Think of it like… a gift fer bein’ such a good student, eh? Now, you wanna be an even better girlie, you fuck my ass like there’s no tomorrow, got it honey? I wanna feel that knot stretchin’ me wide by the end of this.” The fox smirks for a moment or two at the sound of her own tirade before taking a look behind herself. The blush-covered face of the canine, though, has its brows furrowed when the canine herself tries her best to line up the purple tip of the toy with the fox’s entrance.
	“C’mon… oh, boys make this always looks so easy! Ugh, why you little…”
	“Y’havin’ trouble back there, Elly?”
	“No! Uh… no, I’ve got it! Just gotta get it… lined up…!” The fox, on the other hand, simply chuckles for a moment or two at the sound of the canine struggling.
	“Hey, now, take it easy, would ya’?” She chuckles. “I know yer eager an’ such, but you start floppin’ everything every which way, and you’ll end up smackin’ something you don’t wanna smack!” And like that, the fox turns herself over onto her back, her member springing itself up like the flagpole it was meant to be. Though, when she turns over, the fox is greeted by the canine’s cheeks puffed out in annoyance.
	“Pfft… Boys can have their dicks all they want, it’s just weird how they can make ‘em twitch like that!” And like that, the canine crosses her arms before turning her head to the side in indignation. The fox simply lets out a sigh.
	“Tell ya’ what, I can skip to the last lesson iffin’ you want. You don’t gotta deal with tryin’ t’ fill someone else iffin’ you find it too hard. You gotta learn it, though, otherwise yer’ gonna regret it in th’ long run, y’hear me?” And like that, the canine lets out a huff before shimmying her way out of that harness. Once that cloth-and-metal garment is off of her, the fox reaches down, slips the purple member out of the ring holding it together, and smiles before looking to the canine.
	“Here. Li’l bit of a show fer ya’.” And like that, the fox leans back, takes that purple member, and slips it between her folds without another word. The canine simply stands there, her eyes averted and a blush turning her cheeks a deep crimson. The sound of a slick “slll-POP!” brings the canine’s attention back to the sight of the fox stuffing herself with a toy. “Th...ere we go! Nff… fergot how big Dharsen is… I’ll need t’ keep ‘em goin’ after a while.”
	“Are… are you done, Orren?”
	“Huh? Oh, right, uh… one more lesson from me t’ you, eh?” And like that, the fox leans back forward, wincing from the length buried between her legs. She reaches a hand towards the canine, and curls a finger back towards herself in a classic “Beckoning” gesture. “Don’t worry, it shouldn’t hurt a bit, iffin’ y’ trust me, eh?” The fox smiles a small smile towards the canine, who at this point was looking more worried at the sight of the fox’s member twitching itself against the purple fur of her ample bosom.
	“...Are you sure about this, Orren?”
	“Iffin’ I wasn't, would I be askin’ ya’?” The canine glances at the dark flesh of the fox’s member for a moment or two longer before letting out a sigh.
	“Oh… fine… For Sypsie.”
	“Fer Sypsie.” With that, the canine starts towards the fox’s spot on the bed once more, this time climbing her way on top of the fox’s lap, straddling the entirety of that twitching member. With a quick rub of her face, the canine stands herself up as best as she can before reaching down between her legs to grab the fox’s tip, now somewhat flared from all the attention her senses were getting. For a moment, the fox raises a brow before letting a smirk crawl its way onto her face.
	“You fine with this?”
	“Uh-huh… just… gotta learn, right?” And like that, the canine starts to lower herself down onto the fox’s length, one of her eyes closing from the pressure she could feel trying to spear her with every last bit of that-
	“GAH!” Suddenly, the tip slips its way between the canine’s folds, causing every little nerve ending to fire in the best way all the way from her crotch to her head. The canine’s eyes widen for a moment or two, and her mouth opens in a silent yelp from the sheer amount of pleasure she was feeling. The fox, on the other hand, tilts her head back at the feeling of warmth and tightness finally engulfing her cock, if only the head.
	“Fffffffuh… I can see why Syps likes ya’ honey! Damn…!” At once, the fox places her hands onto the canine’s hips, and helps to guide her down onto her length. The canine stops her descent for a moment, the feeling of her insides stretching themselves out causing her to pant and sigh.
	“Gh… wider than Sypsie, but… guh… I think I can take it…” The fox simply keeps her hands on the canine’s waist for the time being, the feeling of the canine’s silk-smooth inner walls clamping and gripping onto her member sending sparks of pleasure riding up her spine. Suddenly, though, the fox lets out a grunt.
	“Hnn… sorry Elly… I’ll buy ya’ somethin’ nice ta’ make up fer what I’m ‘bout ta’ do…!’ And like that, the fox wraps her arms around the canine’s waist, and starts to press her down more and more along her length. With every inch, the canine’s expression looks more and more mixed - First, it was a bit of pain, but soon it devolves into nothing but sheer ecstacy.
	“Ahahn~!!!! Orreeeeeeen!!!” For a moment, the canine’s arms go limp from the sheer overload of pleasure, and soon enough she lurches forward before pressing herself against the fox’s purple-furred shoulder.
	“Ngff… there we go… Gonna… fuck you… right…!” And like that, the fox lifts the canine off of her massive prick before pressing her friend down once again. Again, she lifts off, and again, she presses her down. Up and down, up and down, over and over and over again. In no time, the canine is nothing but a drooling mess from the sheer pleasure and overloading of nerves.
	“Ugh… huh… nnff… fuh… Oh...ren… Buh…” The canine simply lays there on the fox’s shoulder, her eyes unfocussed from her recent treatment. Suddenly, though, the feeling of soft cushions meets the canine’s back, as the fox lifts her up and places her onto the bed, her juices dribbling onto the sheets without another care in the world from either of the two participants in the current fuck-fest that was going on.
	“There’s a good spot… gonna… make you… cum yer… brains out…” With each pause, the fox slams her way into the canine’s folds, each thrust causing a wet “plap” sound to echo into the rest of the room.

	Plap plap plap plap plap plap…

	The canine, on the other hand, lets out a shiver-filled moan into the air with each slam into her crotch, the rhythm in time with each of the fox’s thrusts. The fox, at the same time, starts to up her speed as best as she can, beads of sweat starting to dribble their way down the side of her face. Soon enough, the wet slapping sounds of nut-on-pussy start to get faster and faster before suddenly, the fox pulls herself out of the canine’s folds altogether!
	“Nnnnff… FUCK!” And like that, jet after thick, searing hot jet of cum rockets it way out of the fox’s member, splattering the canine’s front in what could only be described as one of the most intense glazings that the canine has ever had the chance to experience. Thick ropes of vulpine cum splatters onto the canine’s front, each one covering her from head to toe in warmth, stickiness, and the very essence of that fox’s now-flared tip.
	“Hah…! Hah… Nnh… Fuh…” A glob of pearly white cum splatters its way into the canine’s open maw, causing her to close one eye out of reflex. Soon enough, though, the fox’s deluge of seed dribbles to a slow trickle before her eyes roll back from the sweet, sweet afterglow. She tumbles forward, and plaps herself on top of the canine, who at the moment is a bit… vacant from the sheer effort of trying to feel anything below her waist. In no time, though, both the canine and the fox’s eyes start to drift themselves closed, and the two of them start to drift off into a pleasure-filled dreamland.

	“Thank ye’ again fer meetin’ us fer coffee this mornin’, Sypsie. I know that it’s kinda short notice ‘n’ all, but still, thank ya’.” The fox, now cleaned up from the previous nights escapades of debauchery and lust, grabs a hold of a small cup of coffee, the foam cup leeching its heat into her palm. The canine from the previous night was present as well, her hair tied back into a simple braid. She held a small cup of coffee as well.
	“O-Oh, it’s alright, Orren! I know that you and Elly were busy with a few things. I-I just hope I didn’t keep you two waiting long is all.” The owner of that voice, a canine-like being with a pair of nearly-fluorescent green horns on the top of his head, smiles before lifting his own cup towards his lips. After taking a sip of his drink, he lets out a sigh before putting his cup down onto the small table top in front of him. “U-Uh… so, um… Elly, what did you and Orren do last night? I never got a call from you, and I got a little worried.”
	“Oh, uh… my phone ran out of battery life, so I stayed the night with Orren after she helped me with a few questions I had for homework. Sorry for worrying you, Sypsie.” And like that, the canine simply leans over and rests her head onto the green-horned mutt’s shoulder, a smile spreading across her face.
	“O-Oh, I can’t stay mad at you, Elly! I’m just glad that you and Orren were alright. Next time, at least try and let me know about what’s going on, alright? Please?” The mutt looks to the canine for a moment or two, worry flashing its way onto his face. Though, it’s quickly quashed by the sound of the fox’s voice.
	“Yeah, Sypsie, sorry ‘bout that. I was gonna call ya’, but would ya’ believe I ran outta minutes on my service? I had t’ get a new round this mornin’ before I came here.” Though, as she says this, she gives the canine as discreet a wink as she could possibly give. “You know I ain’t got no landline an’ all, right? Would’a called ya’ iffin’ I had the service.”
	“Oh, uh… yeah, t-t-that’s a thing, isn’t it? I could have s-s-sworn I got you Double Minutes as a birthday gift last month, didn’t I?”
	“Oh, Sypsie, you stop nagging Orren on! Besides, she helped me figure a few things out that I think you’re gonna like when we get hope. You okay with that?” For a moment, a deep red blush warms its way onto the canine’s face, a similar blush burning its way onto the mutt’s cheeks. “And besides, I got Orren to let me borrow a few things, so I know you’re gonna be happy.” She turns towards the fox. “Anyway, thanks again, Orren. I’ll see you after classes tomorrow, ‘mkay?”
	“Oh, whenever y’got the time’s fine, Elly. Though, iffin’ y’see Blue around, tell ‘em I’m lookin’ for ‘em. That, and tell ‘em that I got puddin’ in th’ fridge. He’ll know what I’m talkin’ about.” And like that, the fox lifts her cup of coffee, and brings it to her lips once more, her senses savoring the taste of that delicious dark roast within her foam mug. The canine simply leans over into the mutt’s ear, and starts to whisper a few things into his ear…
	“W-Wait… she let you borrow some of her what?”
	“You’ll find ouuuut~!” And like that, the canine and the mutt make their way out through the front glass doors of that small coffee shop once again, their own mugs of delicious caffiene in hand. The fox watches the two of them leave, and for a moment or two, lets out a sigh before reaching down towards her crotch… She was starting to get a bit of a hard-on from remembering what she and that canine had done the previous night… So much so that she needed to adjust herself a bit. Eh, she’ll deal with it when she gets home. Or, when she can find her boyfriend…