This first person perspective story contains M/F sex in a public place! Enjoy. :3 

[center][b][u]Lucy[/u][/b][/center]


I didn't know her name, or if I did then I'd forgotten it, but by the time she'd dragged me into the bathroom and stuffed us both into one of the cubicles I felt that the opportunity to apologise and ask her to remind me of that little detail had long since passed me by. She locked the door behind us and wheeled round to face me, those fiery green eyes staring down at the tent in my jeans she'd felt whilst rubbing up against me during our last dance. Gods, I didn't think I'd ever seen a sexier raccoon than her, or any woman for that matter! The short sleeved, navel-exposing t-shirt and long plaited summer skirt she was wearing played a stark but wonderful contrast to all the black leather and blue denim flashing around in that club. Her body complimented the clothes perfectly too, tall but not too thin at all. Slim enough to pull of the crop-top she was wearing, but only just, and that was absolutely perfect for me!

"Lose the pants, Paul. Lose 'em and sit yourself down! I need this... ohh [i]fuck[/i], I need this so badly."

Her long black hair was straight and hung down below her shoulders, tied back in a ponytail which whipped through the air as someone entered the bathroom. My unnamed raccoon placed a finger to her lips for a moment as she warily glared at the closed cubicle door, eyes widening in what may have been excitement as they turned back to regard me. Before I could stop her or even attempt to do so myself she began to tug at my belt! Holy fuck... I couldn't remember the last time someone had started pulling off my clothes without me asking first! She was wild, and me... I was absolutely loving it.

Somewhere close by I heard the bathroom's other inhabitant peeing, unaware that just a few metres away a horny raccoon college girl and a twenty six year old hyena were getting ready to fuck. Something about that fact was oddly exhilarating, more so than I would have believed, and I actually had to bite my bottom lip to keep from letting slip a burst of nervous, excited laughter at the prospect of what was almost sure to come once that gorgeous raccoon was done fiddling with the buttons of my jeans. Luckily the flush sounded just as she did manage to free me from my trousers, hiding the fact that I let slip a fevered, giddy moan of pleasure as she all but tore off my trousers in her haste to free my hard-on.

I did finally cry out audibly when she pushed me down to sit upon the toilet's closed and thankfully clean lid, the cold, solid feel of the plastic racing through my furred buttocks and teasing at the base of my ballsack, causing those furred orbs of mine to draw up against my body just a little bit. Thankfully the other bathroom user had left by this point, that or she had chosen just to keep quite and ignore us as she made her exit, because I think if either of us had been interrupted after that moment we would have gone truly and completely mad. She set eyes upon my cock at long last, my jeans now bunched up around my ankles, and regarded me with one of the most captivatingly lustful looks I'd ever seen in my life. Never in all my days had I dreamed that such a carnal expression of joy and desire would come from a female seeing my cock, and even though I was an only slightly impressive seven inches it felt as though this raccoon had never seen a more perfect erection than my own.

"Ohh baby..."

That was all I could manage to utter as she began to hike up her skirt, revealing soft grey fur between the retracting green fabric of her beautiful lower garment and the brown leather of her long boots inch by relentless inch. I expected her to slow down or stop, to tease me with a flash of thigh and watch my cock twitch with desire for a little while. But no; no, it went up all the way, revealing not a scrap of fabric as the front of her loins were brought shamelessly into view. She trimmed down there, that was obvious, but there was still a little fluffy black fur atop her mound. It rested above the point where soft grey fur and those longer, silkier black curls gave way to a glimpse of pink flesh. A gorgeous example of the female form's most intimate region if ever I'd seen one!

As if all of this wasn't arousing enough already the way she was holding her skirt made her look like a kid playing '[i]I'll show you mine...[/i]', only above where her paws held the bunched up fabric of her skirt a plump set of breasts proved her adulthood undeniably. Judging by the imprint of her nipples through her t-shirt she wasn't wearing [i]any[/i] underwear whatsoever, never mind just panties, and that made me wonder whether it was me in particular who'd driven her to drag me in here, or my mere presence feeding an already present intent to seduce someone at this club!

Before I could spend too much time mulling over that fact though, the raccoon proved decisively that she hadn't been exaggerating earlier. She stepped forwards, her legs parting on either side of my own, and before I knew it her breasts were in my face, her paws on my shoulders, and my own hands were gently cupping the curve of her buttocks beneath her twitching tail. The next thing I was aware of was her voice whispering in my right ear, and my own cheeks flushing scarlet as this woman I'd known for all of who hours asked me what no girlfriend of mine had ever asked before.

"Cum inside me. C-cum in my cunny like you're gonna make me a mommy."

There was no hope of my body trying to resist as she lowered herself down onto my cock. I just whimpered amongst her lustful grunts and breathy, joyous moans while inch by inch she swallowed me within her treasure until the plump cheeks of her rear were resting comfortably upon my lap. Almost immediately she began to rock back and forth, pulling out an inch or so with every forward stroke and sinking back down around my length again with the reverse. She wasn't slow or conservative about it either, clearly going at the pace that felt best for her, and at one which was damned near heaven for me too!

It was then she kissed me. Our first kiss, shortly [i]after[/i] the commencement of our first fuck. The strangest thing though wasn't the kiss itself, but the [i]kind[/i] of kiss. It was deep but tender, passionate but undeniably intimate too. It was a world away from the way she'd dragged me in here, exposed herself and proceeded to mate with me. It was one of the sweetest, most romantic kisses I'd ever received, so much so that I found myself endeavouring to return it with every bit as much heart as I felt had been put into it.

"Oh... oh god Paul, f-fuck me..."

Shortly after she begged to me with those words and I began to press my hips up against her every downstroke, someone else entered the bathroom. When the raccoon and I heard the door swing open we both fell silent and my hips ceased all motion, but just a second or so later I realised that the female astride me had no such intentions. She resumed her rocking in earnest moments later, and a few seconds after that she moaned aloud once more, leaning forward as she did so and whispering in my ear for the second time in five minutes as her pace actively quickened.

"N-no matter what... don't stop. Please, j-just cum inside me... I'm begging you! Don't stop... d-don't stop!"

She cried out again moments later, and I heard the newcomer's high-heels clicking rapidly across the bathroom floor the way they'd come as she made a rather rapid exit. I stared up at the female, her masked eyes blazing with lust and a giddy, pleasure-stricken smile spread over her face as she all but bounced upon my throbbing erection. She didn't have a care in the world, and I couldn't help but lose myself in her gorgeous green hues as she fixed me with that carefree, passionate stare.

"I-if she tells security... they'll come in and knock down the door if we don't agree to s-stop and leave..."

Her voice was every bit as excited as her expression suggested. I moaned loudly, helplessly and shamelessly turned on by her attitude.

"Then we'd better be done before they can stop us, hadn't we?"

The words left my muzzle before I realised that it was me who was speaking them, and suddenly my paws were on the raccoon's rear again. I was lifting her up as I thrust my body forward, away from the toilet seat, and ten seconds later she was clinging to my torso with both arms and legs as I began to vigorously pound her against one of the cubicle walls. Her screams rang in my ears like siren-song, and not twenty seconds later I heard her shrieks of pleasure descending into fevered wailing, accompanied by the sensation of fingernails digging through the fabric of my shirt and into my flesh as a flood of liquid erupted around my rapidly thrusting shaft.

Even as she came for the first time she begged me to continue, imploring that I fill her up, that I complete her with my seed. I was close to doing so too, so unbelievably aroused by this whole sordid experience that I was whimpering and cackling helplessly as those of my species sometimes do when in a state of heightened emotion! My cock was throbbing and drooling, already paving the way for the full force of my essence, and hearing the wet, satisfying sounds of my length slipping in and out of the female's damp, quivering passage was only egging me on further still!

The bathroom door swung open, and a few seconds later a loud, deep voice echoed around the room.

"Right you two. Out. [b]Now[/b]!"

I don't know to this day what it was exactly that I saw in the raccoon's eyes as we froze, mid way through a heated kiss and with my cock still buried oh so deep inside her. All I knew was that with my lips pressed against hers, the bouncer's voice ringing in my ears and the thought of this ending without giving the female what it was that she wanted, two things suddenly happened.

Number one, I remembered the raccoon's name. She'd told it to me when we met at the bar, and I'd made a lame joke about '[i]In the Sky with Diamonds[/i]'.

And number two... I suddenly found myself no longer [i]close[/i] to orgasm, but actually [i]there[/i].

"L-Lucy..."

I whimpered in ecstasy as my cock twitched once more inside the raccoon, and proceeded to spill its hot, rich seed out into her clutching depths in quantities so copious that I could actually feel it rushing through my cock, and she could literally feel it [i]splashing[/i] out within her body. A moment later she began to tremble in my embrace, and with both her arms and legs squeezing my torso in a veritable death-grip Lucy came for the second time in just a handful of minutes. She moaned in abject euphoria, her face the picture of pleasure-drunken happiness, and promptly threw her head forward so that we could share a clumsy, heated mid-orgasm kiss which was more akin to breathing heavily and groaning lewdly into one another's muzzles.

It was funny to think that just two hours beforehand I hadn't known that raccoon, because now... well, we'd kissed, had sex, been [i]caught[/i] having sex, and unknowingly achieved that which Lucy had requested of me from the beginning; making her a mommy. Yup, there was a reason that the raccoon had wanted to feel me cum inside her, and a few weeks later we discovered what that reason was when she missed her first period! On the night we first met though that particular fact was unknown to both of us. It wasn't the night we conceived our child, but rather the night we were arrested, the night she napped in my arms in the back of a police car, and the night we agreed to a fine, a caution, and to being barred from that club for life! A lot of firsts for sure, but by no means the biggest first of the night.

That was the first night Lucy spent at my place, too. The first night we had sex in the shower, the first night we toyed with one another under the covers of my bed, or the first time we shared jam sandwiches at 3AM, sitting naked together upon the kitchen counter.

It was the first night of a relationship. One that began with a guy who didn't even remember a woman's name as he fucked her in a club toilet, and a woman who just four hours earlier had found her then boyfriend fucking his thirty-six year old manageress in her office.

It was the first night of perhaps the most unlikely romance I've ever heard of, and one that if I told anyone else about they'd probably dismiss as bullshit. Who formed a relationship out of rebound sex? Who got someone pregnant on their first fuck? Who really expected a night like that to lead anywhere serious or sensible?! I confess, it does seem unlikely; nigh on impossible even.

But here we are, twenty years later, the proof that it can and did happen. Here I am, lying in bed with my wife Lucy, while our twins are off at college finding impossible romances and unlikely lovers of their own. Here I am with the woman I've known for a fifth of a century now; the woman I fucked once in a toilet cubicle at a grimy, early 90's nightclub, and the woman who earlier this evening I made love to until both of us were little more than quivering, whimpering wrecks, clinging together amid a furious ocean of ecstasy.

It's funny how things work out sometimes, isn't it? I mean... I didn't know her name when we first fucked, and yet by the end of that night I already knew that I'd never forget her. The raccoon in the club bathroom. The mother of my children. The love of my life.

Lucy.



By Jeeves