a lusty interlude
Okay people, this story is just a quick diversion. A purely yiffy story with the barest hint of storyline as the requester didn't specify any storyline at all.
And I've kind of lost track of what I've written, but I think that this is the first story I've done with a non-human male! Wow!
And on an equally sad and happy note, I have fallen in love with Krystal...grrrr...I'm probably going to start up a series with her in it. Bah. I already have too many! Damnit. Damn you Krystal for being so hot!
And on another note, for all you people who intend to make a request, then please, send me your YS username. I don't even know who requested this story.
And on another note, as some of you have noticed, I have reached the penultimate figure of 100 watchers! Boo yah! Party at my crIB: Free white vixen's for everyone! And if anyone wants to chat to me my msn messenger address is [email protected] I'm on most days, and I love chatting to fans.
A lusty interlude
Krystal lay on her bed, her sheets twisted around her, the blue vixen in the grips of a rather erotic dream.
In her mind, she could see her lover, Tyrsel, a yellow and black-striped cheetah, slowly stroking her belly with his soft paws, his tongue tracing through the fur of her abdomen, slowly slipping lower, and lower, until...
She awoke with a start as the alarm clock besides her bed went off, bringing her reluctantly from her wonderful dream.
The attractive, blue furred vixen slapped the alarm clock, hard, sending it tumbling to the floor, where it continued to blare.
She sighed and reached down, her eyes closed, groping blindly before she found the power cord and yanked it from the wall. She then rolled back over and tried to get back to sleep, in the vain hopes of maybe continuing the wonderful dream.
But sleep wouldn't come back to her. It never did. And the alarm clock had only gone off because she was too tired from work to turn it off when she got home. It was Saturday, and she had nothing to look forwards to for the rest of the weekend.
Her eyes suddenly lit up with an idea, and she snatched the phone off the bedside table, using the speed dial to ring a certain cheetah.
The phone rang for nearly a minute before Tyrsel picked up, a muffled question coming over the line.
"Mphmphmn?" She heard.
"I need you...." She purred huskily into the receiver, and then hung up, throwing herself onto the bed and getting ready.
It was only a few minutes later that a car door slammed outside and her front door was unlocked, thrown open, slammed, and footstep's made their rapid way up the stairs.
She smiled as her door was thrown open and her beloved cheetah entered the room, closing the door with a flick of his tail.
He stood at around about 6 foot tall, with yellow fur, and black stripes, a long, swishing tail hovered behind him.
"It sounded urgent..." He said in apology for the way he had just burst in.
"It was..." She purred in reply, throwing the blanket off of herself to reveal her naked body in all its splendour.
Her face was white, as well as her neck, those white patches joining with the white of her front, which covered her breasts, belly, and down between her legs and inner thighs, stretching up to meet the base of her tail. The tip of her tail was white, as well as the palms of her paws. The rest was blue, with some white patterns at certain points on her body.
Even in her nakedness, she wore her jewellery. It consisted of golden armbands, leg bands, and two golden bands that wrapped around her tail, segmenting it. She also wore a golden tiara, which sat in her luxuriously silky blue hair, a gold necklace, and a pendant that rested on her forehead. [for those of you wondering, I DID find some more pictures, so I can give a more accurate description of Krystal now]
Tyrsel just stared at her.
She spread her legs wide, revealing to him everything she had to offer.
His gaze slid from her face, down her chest, and then between her legs, to where her entrance pulsed with heat, a small trail of juice already seeping from it to course through the soft fur of her thighs.
"It really WAS urgent." He commented, stepping closer to the bed, but not getting on it just yet.
Krystal growled lustfully and leapt on him, pinning him and kissing him eagerly.
He didn't struggle. He knew her much too well for that. When she got like this, all fiery, then she would literally rape him if he didn't give her pleasure. Although, he had never given her cause to force him to perform sexual acts on her, as he was all too eager to help.
His paws came up and began to slowly massage her shoulders, making her purr softly and arch against him, pressing her breasts into his chest.
Her own paws started to caress his stomach, sliding between their bodies to play with his soft, golden fur. She purred lightly as she felt his paws move down her back to her tail, slowly caressing the long, fluffy length. He began to move his paws up and down, stroking her tail softly, her purrs becoming louder as his paw neared the base of her tail, softer as they went higher.
She growled at him as his paw moved all the way to the tip of her tail, and stayed there for a second, slowly twining the strands of soft fur between his fingers. He smiled at her warmly, and suddenly dropped his paw to her rump, then down further, sliding between her legs.
She yipped happily, pressing against him firmly as his paw started to slowly stroke her lips, making them moisten and redden rapidly as her lust spiralled out of control.
He smiled at her yip, kissing her soundly and muffling the yips that quickly followed as he twisted his paw and suddenly thrust a finger up inside her to probe gently at her depths.
She arched and growled into the kiss, her opening tensing around the invading digit, clamping down on it and drawing it in deeper.
Tyrsel smiled and broke the kiss, kissing her neck and throwing her onto her back, straddling her triumphantly and leaning down to take one of her nipples into his mouth.
Krystal moaned loudly as his tongue laved her nipple, one of his paws kneading her breast like dough, making her arch upwards against him and moan even louder.
She reached down and grabbed his other paw, quickly finding the finger she was seeking, taking it between her lips and suckling on it gently.
The taste of her own juices flooded her mouth, and she purred with happiness, the taste exploding on her tongue, igniting her lust faster than any foreplay, making her suckle all the harder at his finger for more of her taste, her paws sliding down her own belly and then between her legs. She started to rub the lips of her sex, with both paws, caressing them needily and pushing two fingers up inside herself, taking them out, and bringing them up to her muzzle, replacing Tyrsel's finger with her own wet fingers, sucking on them eagerly as his now free paw descended on her other breast, pinching the nipple lightly, making her arch and moan for more, both of her paws now wet.
She kept up the rubbing between her legs, sliding her soft paw across her lips, twisting her fingers up inside herself, suckling at the fingers in her mouth until she couldn't taste herself anymore, and then switching, her clean paw descending between her legs to keep playing with herself while she quickly drew the fingers from her wet paw into her mouth, suckling at them eagerly.
Tyrsel moved up her body, his paws still playing with her breasts, his muzzle finding hers in a passionate kiss.
She purred into the kiss, both paws now between her legs, rubbing furiously, two fingers thrust between her lips with reckless abandon, working in and out of her slick depths with the force of the vixen's need, her white thighs lathed with her juices, her paws completely soaked, the wet strands of fur glimmering in the early morning light as her paws struck up a new rhythm, the two fingers moving within her quickly, rapidly sliding in and out of her depths as her other paw stroked slowly and softly across her clit, the different pace of her movements sending her crazy with lust.
She howled with mad pleasure and thrust another finger into her needy opening, the feeling of the third finger deep pressing against her depths and moving around pushing her over the edge into orgasm, the blue vixen thrusting her paw hard against her lips, her fingers pressing in deep and staying there as her lips convulsed, her sweet juices spilling from between her lips and over her paws, trickling onto the floor as she arched her back and howled out loud again, almost throwing the cheetah off in her lustful release.
He gave her breasts a quick squeeze, and each nipple a quick lick, before looking up at her. "Looks like you didn't need my help after all..." He commented, staring down between her legs to where her paws still moved slowly against, and between, her lips.
The blue vixen gave a long, happy sigh, lifting a paw to her mouth and suckling at it happily, her other paw smearing her own juices across her right breast.
Tyrsel leaned down and began to clean her right breast with long, smooth stokes of his tongue. But Krystal had other ideas. She ran her paw back down to her lips, cupping her paw at the base of them, capturing a good amount of her sweet liquid, before lifting the paw and smearing it all over her breast and his muzzle, giggling happily at the look on his face.
"And I DO need you..." she whispered huskily in his ear as he started to lick her breast clean again.
"And for what reason would you need me?" He asked, having more than a shrewd idea.
"Oh...I'm sure I can think of something..." She said thoughtfully, suckling a the end of a finger, before tossing him off her, standing up, choosing a random spot on the floor, and bending right over, resting her palms flat on the ground, lifting her rear high into the air.
Tyrsel stared at her, and immediately began to salivate.
From the way she was standing, he had a perfect view of her shapely rump, with her long blue tail lifted high into the air, her wet thighs glimmering in the morning light streaming through the window, her legs spread wide, her head turned towards him with a coy smile as her delightful entrance was perfectly on display, revealing to him her pink depths.
He immediately became hard, and leapt at her, burying his cock in her wet slit to the hilt, making them both moan as her entrance suckled and rippled at him when his cock parted her soft lips.
Leaning over her, he rested his paws on her shoulders and kissed the back of her furred neck, the blue vixen under him lifting a paw to her sex, rubbing at her clit slowly as he started to work himself in and out.
She yipped softly and began to rock back against his invasion, closing her eyes and working her fingers slowly against her sex, rubbing at her lips as he started to move a little faster, her scent working on him even as he tried hard to resist the undeniable charms of her body.
Krystal took her clit between her fingers and pinched it hard, howling loudly and dropping her front half down on to her chest, Tyrsel starting to pump into her harder and faster, her juices flowing from around his thrusting member.
She dropped down to her knees, her weight distributed across her upper chest and neck as she was rocked back and forth by the cheetah's powerful thrusts. Her other paw slipped down between her legs, joining her first one, a paw rubbing at each lip, moving in long, smooth strokes which started from the top, and went right down, her fore claws meeting at her clit and stroking it softly, before moving back upwards and rubbing again.
A scream of pleasure escaped her throat as she came, her orgasm overtaking her, making her body shake and forcing her to thrust back against him, her depths tightening and convulsing around his thrusting member convulsively.
She moved her paw slightly, wrapping it around his shaft as he pulled out for another thrust, stopping him from driving back in.
Before he could say anything, she dropped down onto her back, yanking at his erection to bring him down closer, wrapping her wet paws around his neck and kissing him lustfully as he thrust back within her. She arched against him, purring lustfully and spreading her legs as far as she could, suckling at one of her wet paws while she slipped the other back down to her lips, rubbing softly, teasing herself.
She whimpered lightly as she felt her second orgasm already crashing down around her, her depths pulsing with heat s they closed down around her lovers member again.
A soft growl escaped her throat as she rolled over, throwing him away and leaping at the bed, bending right over it and bracing herself against it, spreading her legs, lifting her tail, and starting to rub at her depths lustfully, looking over her shoulder and giving the cheetah a sultry look as her body begged to be taken.
It didn't take much encouragement, and he leapt at her, thrusting in a positively brutal way, pushing her several inches along the bed and making her moan loudly.
Her paws fluttered against her lips, moving furiously against her pleasure points, encouraging her orgasm to come quicker as her beloved cheetah thrust harder and harder within her, his cock starting to pulse heavily inside her.
She howled out loud as her third orgasm struck, the blue vixen thrusting back against the cheetah hard.
Her eyes lit up as she slid forwards, and then thrust back hard, his cock throbbing and then spurting heavily, his hot cum jetting deep into her body, filling her with his warmth.
With sparkling eyes, she slid forwards, a paw capturing his cock as it withdrew from her. She dropped down onto her knees in front of him, his cock still spurting. She smiled as the white liquid splashed across her stomach, neck and face, before she eagerly took his cock into her mouth, suckling furiously at it, his hot seed spilling into her mouth. She swallowed hungrily, revelling in the taste of his cum as her tongue milked him of every last drop of his hot, creamy liquid.
He collapsed onto the bed, and she crawled up besides him, licking her lips and then licking her paws clean of their mingled cum, wrapping her arms around him when she was finished and purring, content in the arms of her lover.
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I suppose this was my special gift to my fans. My little celebration for getting a hundred watchers. And the person who requested this story should be happy too...looking back this is one of the most yiffy chapters I've ever written. And I'm gonna write some more of my others series, stop worrying.