Classes and Creampies

by OttersInTrousers

Lina is a sophomore at college. When she shows up late to her lecture, it's up to her best friend Claire to take care of her. 

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Shit shit shit Lina's gonna be late for her lit lecture. Stupid horndog brain. The maned wolf struggles into her clothes, cursing at herself for getting so caught up in her arousal that she lost track of time. She tugs a sleeveless top over her head, then remembers she forgot a bra. Oh well, no bra this afternoon! Her tits aren't big enough to need the support anyways, and who cares who sees her nipples poking through. 

She trips over her own feet as she struggles into a pair of—hopefully clean???—panties, landing in a tangled heap on her bedroom floor. Fuckin' legs, get it together. Basketball shorts and notebook later, she's out her door.

It's as she's hitting the quad that she notices a growing problem between her legs. It must have happened when she fell, and she didn't notice in the flurry. Her cock, still half-hard from her earlier masturbation, is currently tucked into her own pussy, and the two are caught in a feedback loop of pleasure.

She is literally fucking herself.

This is fine, she's done it before, no big deal. She's never done it in public before, though. Her hurried steps falter.  She could make a detour, find a quiet bathroom somewhere to, uh, resituate herself, but chances are good that by the time she got there she'd need to get off in order to get out, and there's no way she'd make it to class at all then. She speeds up.

Gods she's gonna show up to class reeking of sex. And have to sit next to Claire and pretend like she's not this close to creaming herself the whole class. 

It's gonna be a long hour.

But at least when she gets there, Lina's only ten minutes late and the lecturer hasn't even arrived yet! She's golden.

Except for that whole 'dick in her own vag' thing.

That is less than golden.

As she lopes in through the door, her eyes and ears subconsciously find her friend, Claire, at the end of the second row of seats right where she always is. The petite fennec is sitting with her muzzle in her hand and her big ears drooping, but perks up when she notices Lina. It's fucking adorable.

She clenches down on her own cock like the lesbian she is.

More than a little awkwardly, she returns Claire's eager wave with a half-raised hand, then she creeps over and slips in behind Claire to take her seat, lowering in gingerly to avoid disturbing herself too much.

"Hiiii, Lina. You okay? I was worried you might not make it." Claire's smile is bright despite the obvious worry in her eyes. It makes Lina feel guilty, knowing she worried Claire because she was too busy masturbating to get to class on time.

"Uh, yeah I'm fine. Upset stomach." Lina can't even imagine where she'd start explaining the actual reason she's late.

Claire leans into her, resting a hand on her knee. "Well if you need anything, you just let me know. I'm here for you."

The door slams shut, snapping every living creature in the lecture hall to attention, as the old, half-blind peacock waddles his way to the chalkboard. He's already in the middle of a story—who was he talking to before he got here, himself????—mumbling incoherently into the chalk dust as he writes out an excerpt from their reading.

Lina is already gone.

Because sitting right beside her, blissfully unaware of her predicament, is Claire. And Claire fidgets. She needs to be doing something with her hands during classes, but especially this one. Usually, this presents as doodling, flapping the free edges of paper sheets on her desk, toying with the hem of her skirt. But she still hasn't taken her hand off Lina's leg, and now that she's taking notes she's fidgeting with it, combing her claws through the fur and twirling idle patterns into it. She's done this before, and Lina's never minded, but today—

Lina quietly groans.

Loud enough that Claire hears her, though. Claire's ears swivel, then the rest of her head, as she looks over Lina. "Are you sure you're okay?" Her hand slides up Lina's leg, along the inside of her thigh and she very nearly explodes.

With a gasp she scrambles to her paws, then she mutters a frantic, "Sorry I gotta go," before taking off for the door, abandoning her notes on the desk. In the hall, Lina leans against the wall and takes slow, deep breaths trying to pull herself back from teetering on the edge.

Someone shakes her.

"Lina? Hey!" 

Of course it's Claire. Lina shakes her head to refocus, and turns to the little fennec now holding onto her forearm.

"There you are." Claire smiles, bright and reassuring. "How about I walk you home. I grabbed your things on my way, so we can go right now."

"You shouldn't miss the lecture too, I'll be alright."

"Is it okay if I don't believe you?" She grins when that gets a strained chuckle out of Lina. "And honestly I don't think I'd survive it without you there anyway." She slips her hand down Lina's arm to take her hand. "Now come on, let's get you back to your place so you can rest."

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Claire was almost late to her very first lecture of their first year.  She explained to Lina later that she got lost on her way out of her previous class, and then couldn't find the right building, and then got the class number wrong, in a comedy of errors that involved literally stepping on a banana peel before she got there.

So there Lina was, waiting for class to start, when a fennec fox peeked in through the door at the front of the hall. And she was this tiny thing, barely five feet tall without her ears. She looked uncertain, and a little frantic, so Lina got up from her seat at the end of her row and slid to the empty seat next to her, patting the vacant spot.

The smile she got from the fennec made it all worth it. They exchanged greetings, Lina learned the fennec was named Claire, and next thing she knew, they were best friends. They settled into an easy rhythm together, attending the thrice-per-week lecture together, then heading to the library for a couple hours of afternoon study. On Fridays they'd follow that with dinner together at one of the places on campus. After that first semester, it just made sense to keep doing it.

Now it's fall of their second year, nearing midterms, and Claire is Lina's best friend. And she's pretty sure Claire feels the same way.

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Claire drops Lina onto her couch with a quiet oof then straightens up, setting her hands on her hips.

"You said you have a tummy-ache?" Lina rolls her eyes at Claire's use of tummy, but doesn't deny it. Then Claire slips up onto the couch beside her, pressing in. "What'd you eat today? Do you think maybe you had something bad for you?" She reaches over and pets her hand over Lina's belly, fingers carding through the tuft of fur exposed by her tanktop rucking up.

Lina cums.

It's sudden, and embarrassing, and Lina screws up her face and growls, arching her back from the couch to push her hips into Claire's hand as she's seized by orgasm. When she collapses back into the cushion, she pants and twitches with her ongoing release. When she's finally capable of thought again, her ears pin back and she shrinks down, before giving a reluctant glance at her best friend, who just watched and heard and smelled and felt her cum inside herself.

Claire is frozen, hand hovering where it was pushed up and out by Lina's thrust, eyes like saucers staring into space, nostrils flaring as she sniffs the air, large ears glowing with blush. She swallows with a gulp.

"Shit, fuck, Claire I'm so sorry, I—gods." Lina tries to apologize, backpedal, get up, but she's still so sensitive all she really ends up doing is collapsing onto her side when her long gangly legs give out.

"Lina!" Claire snaps to action, rushing over to catch her, or help support her, or something, but she doesn't know where to put her hands and mostly just hovers there anxiously.

"Claaaaaire I'm sorry." Lina tries to cover her muzzle with her paws, gives up when it's not enough to hide her shame, and instead tugs her top up to cover her entire head, curling into her legs. 

"Lina, what happened there, are you okay?" Lina groans in response. "I'm so sorry I shouldn't have touched you without asking permission, should I get you to the infirmary?"

Lina shakes her head.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

Lina shakes her head.

"Lina, you know you're my best friend, right?" When Lina doesn't respond, Claire continues. "And I love you, so much, right?" Still nothing. "And I'm not gonna leave until I know you're okay, even if you're embarrassed. And I'm embarrassed."

Finally, Lina gives up hiding and peers out from her tanktop.

"Hi, Lina."

"Hey."

"Did you just, um, climax?"

"Yeah."

"Do you need me to help you to the bathroom to clean up?"

"No." Lina sits up. "It's uh, kinda taken care of."

Claire tilts her head, ears flopping over.

"So, uh, since we're talking about this. I'm kind of a herm?" Claire makes a quiet ohhh while Lina forges on, words tumbling out of her muzzle too fast to stop. "And I accidentally, like, stuck it in myself getting ready for class—I was in a rush and I fell over and you know what whatever—so I was there in class with you and you were petting me and it was too much, and then we came here and Claire I have the biggest crush on you and you rubbed my belly and I came and holy shit I am so sorry."

"This explains a lot, Lina." Claire nods, then takes a deep breath. "In no particular order? I have a biiiig crush on you, too. I could sometimes smell both on you, and I thought at first maybe you had a partner? And I was real jealous of them, but we've been hanging out for so long and I've never seen or heard or smelled anything else of them so I didn't know what to think. And now here you are telling me all this and Lina that was so hot, and Lina I have both, too."

Lina blinks, processing the whirlwind that just blew back at her. "Wait, really? You too?"

Claire nods, giggling. "Mhm! What are the chances that two dual-sexed people just happened to pick each other out at random and become best friends, huh?"

"Wait yeah!" Lina chuckles. "We're probably the only two herms here!"

"Oh I know one more, shi's a freshman named Ayda, shi's in my math! I should introduce you, so we can all be friends."

"Okay, yeah, but can we go back to that whole 'we both have crushes on each other and I just came' thing?"

"Ooh, I like it."

"Great. Please date me so this is all less awkward."

"I would love to, Lina." She smiles, sweet and tender, and leans in for a quick, chaste kiss. "Can I have your sloppy seconds."

"Holy fuck."

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They're a tangle of limbs when they stumble naked into Lina's bed together. Lina bumps her head on the wall, then her elbow reaching up to massage the sore spot, sending them both into a fit of giggles.

"I don't understand how you're so bad at moving your own body," Claire gets out between snorts, reaching up to pet Lina's head. "It's like you never figured out how your own limbs work."

"They're too long! I'm all gangly and awkward."

"Well I think you look graceful and dignified," Claire teases. Lina levels her with a deadpan look. "As long as you're not moving." She sticks her tongue out.

Lina play-growls at her, tickling her sides until she collapses. They sigh together. Claire gives a couple of quick little humps, rubbing her cock on Lina's thigh.

"So can I put it in?" She looks up into Lina's eyes, hopeful and begging.

"Please, I've been so fucking horny today, and that was before the self-fucking nonsense."

"Yessssss." Claire surges forward to catch Lina's muzzle in another kiss, this one lingering and longing. When she pulls away, she takes a moment to just look at Lina, eyes soft but hungry as they pass down her body. Lina does likewise.

Claire has small, perky breasts perfectly fit for her size, nipples hardened by her excitement. Below them, her trim tummy of soft white fur, then her hips sweep out just wider than her shoulders. And between her legs, standing proudly erect, is her penis. Much smaller than Lina's but proportionally well-suited for her much smaller frame. Below, her scrotum is just large enough to obscure her spade pussy behind—but Lina got a good look at it when they were stripping, and she is dying to eat it out just as soon as she can.

The way Claire look at her, Lina almost feels okay about her own body, with all its straight lines and hard angles. Almost.

Then Claire prowls up over her and takes her balls in hand, lifting them up out of the way for her to angle the tip of her penis into Lina's spade.

"Ready?"

"I am drooling my own cum and pussy juice into the sheets."

Claire smirks, then thrusts in, only stopping when her sheath kisses Lina's spade. She spares Lina no time to adjust, opting to give her all right from the start, with rapid, hip-smacking thrusts her full length in and out.

"Holy shit, Claire."

The fennec giggles, manic. When she answers, every word comes with a hump.

"I've spent a year thinking about this! Hating some made up partner you had who was getting this instead of me." She growls, leaning over Lina. "Now I get to have you, and I just really wanna tie you and claim you right now!" Her hips speed up as she runs a hand up Lina's torso to her breast. "Mmmm all this time I've been smelling you, and now I'm fucking your pussy and you have your own cum in there and it's!—so!—hot!" She collapses on top of Lina, holding herself as deep as she can, grunting.

A moment later, and her knot is fully engorged.

Lina leans her head back and sighs her pleasure.

"Claire gods it feels so good to be tied."

"Hehe yeah it does!" She starts back up, quick shallow thrusts all she can manage with her knot firmly in place. "Lina! Lina I love you."

"Nnnf, love you too Claire." Lina runs her paws up and down Claire's back.

"I'm about to—my ears, pet my ears."

Lina does as commanded, gently taking Claire's big ears into her hands and stroking the whisper-soft fur there.

Claire moans loudly, gives a little kick of one leg, then goes fully boneless atop Lina as she climaxes.

Lina just came a few minutes ago, so she's definitely nowhere near there again, but this is so fucking nice. She lies on her back, stroking the lengths of her best friend's ears, as the little fennec fills her with her love.

And there's so much of it.

"Holy shit, Claire, where are you keeping all this?"

"Nnnhuh?" Claire blinks up at her blearily, too blissed out for words.

"Nevermind." Lina rolls her eyes and keeps petting Claire's ears.

"Mkayyyy." The word buzzes as she starts to purr, snuggling into Lina's chest.

Several minutes pass, Claire purring and cumming, Lina stroking her ears. When the tide subsides, Claire slowly returns from her stay on cloud nine.

"Mmmm, hey Lina."

"Hey Claire."

"Did you not get to climax?"

"No? I came like five minutes ago, I wasn't gonna cum again from you sprinting there just now."

"Oh, right." Claire looks a little bashful. Lina rolls her eyes.

"Don't worry about it, I'm pretty sure we're gonna have plenty of chances." That gets a grin out of Claire.

"Yeah. You still need to fuck me." She nuzzles into Lina's chest again, rubbing her snout all over her tits. "We should switch back and forth until we're too tired and hungry to do it anymore."

"Then order pizza."

Claire perks up, ears stiff. "Yeah! And then cuddle 'til it gets here."

"Oh for sure. First we need your knot to go down though. How long's it usually take for you?" 

Claire shrugs against her. "I dunno. Probably not more than forty-five minutes?"

"Damn." Thanking about Claire's knot, Lina remembers the cum pooling inside her. "Seriously though, is there any room inside of you for anything else how do you cum this much."

Claire giggles and kicks her paws.