[b][u][center]Arcade Games For Silverfox442 By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Who would have thought that an average day in the arcade would lead to the best sex of his life? Well, really, the only sex in his life, so far, but Brendan would never have admitted that. The wolf had built a reputation on being more manly than his fourteen years, and he wasn’t about to spoil that. That said, he was most certainly not prepared for what happened with that little red panda…nor would he forget her name. But that is getting ahead of the story. He was walking down one of the back lines of the arcade, a bunch of tickets shoved down his pockets and his eyes peeled for a game just waiting to be won, when he saw her. A little red panda that was doing an utterly horrible job on one of the ball-throwing games, her aim completely off, and small enough that she couldn’t even reach the baskets on good throws. Brendan would have shaken his head and walked off, were it not for one little thing. As she jumped to make her last throw, the skirt she was wearing flared up. Not much, but enough for him to make one very, very important observation. She wasn’t wearing any underwear. The wolf stared at her ass, even as the skirt came back down. Other than dirty magazines, this was the first time that he had ever seen a female without something on down there, and even that had been something so pixelated and blurry that he might as well have been seeing nothing. He kept on staring at her, even when she reached for her coins and started to walk off. Walk off…oh, no, no, no, he wasn’t going to let her do that. Not when this golden opportunity was showing itself. “Hey there!” Yes, he was shouting, but the arcade was as loud as it ever was. Nobody paid attention to quiet words. Nobody paid attention to the shouts, either, but it was the only way that he could possibly get her attention in time. She turned, and he grinned. Definitely a cute girl…though he didn’t know what he would think if she had been less than that. Considering the lack of panties, he doubted he would have cared. He jogged up to her, and held out his hand. “Hey, I’m Brendan.” “Um…I’m…I’m Anne.” “Anne. Heh. Looks like you’re having some trouble with the games.” “Well…they’re hard.” “Heh, not for someone like me.” Pulling some of the tickets out of his pocket for a demonstration, he let the bundle come a bit loose, letting it spill down on the ground and roll off for a small distance. Not much, but just enough to show off a little bit. She stared at it, and he loved the look of awe that he got out of it. Chuckling, he started rolling it back up, working it back into an easy-to-carry bundle so that it didn’t get snatched off of him. “I could help you out a bit…if you want to help me.” “Please! I want to get something nice for some friends.” “Well, I got a good favor that you can do. And the more favors, the better, because I’ll give you even more tickets.” “I…I’ll do whatever I can.” “Whatever you can?” There was something strange in the little red panda’s eyes at that. Almost like something flickered behind her eyes, but that was impossible. Yet, at the same time, the sudden grin that came over her face when she nodded did surprise him. She looked…almost like a different person, no longer so shy. “Anything you want!” “Well…” For a moment, he almost reconsidered, but at the same time, this was going to be the only chance he got for who knew how long. Girls didn’t just come to the arcade naked beneath their skirts every day, after all…He looked around the arcade, and pointed to one of the enclosed shooter games. “Follow me.” She did, following right behind him. He could actually feel her getting brushed by his tail every time that it swayed back and forth, and he blushed a bit as he wondered just why she was so eager. Was this some sort of trap or something? Did a friend put her up to this? [i]Nah, the guys aren’t that smart, and nobody would make their little sister get like this. And they don’t know any other girls.[/i] Still, he was a little less confident as they pulled themselves into the shooter game, pulling the curtains and putting down the ‘in play’ sign outside. Brendan looked over at the smaller female again, and his eyes went wide as her skirt slid up. It wasn’t something she seemed to do on purpose, but the way that she sat pulled at her skirt so much that he could see the lips of her pussy. [i]Ooooooh my god…[/i] Anne looked up at him with a smile, leaning over him with her hands on his thigh. Her fingers were dangerously close to his boner, and he only wanted her to get closer. “So, what can I do for those tickets?” “Well, uh…have you ever heard of a blowjob?” “Oooh…I know how to do that!” “You – how – wha – mmph!” She was so fast that he had no chance to respond. Almost immediately, she was darting down to his crotch, pulling his pants open and fishing out his cock. It was already well out of his sheath, standing up at a good five inches, but as soon as she leaned down, he swore that it got bigger. He arched his back, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as his cock disappeared into the little mouth of the tiny red panda. [i]What the fuck…how…she…oh god, it’s so hot…[/i] Her mouth was so warm and so fucking good, her tongue darting around his shaft and making him pant and shiver all over. It was so much better than using his hand, and a hell of a lot better than some other girl giving him a handjob. “Anne…Anne…” She bobbed down deeper, her lips pressing against his crotch and balls as she took the whole thing. He felt her rubbing at her throat, rubbing at his head in her neck, and he almost shot his load right then and there. But he didn’t. Instead, he shoved her back, his cock popping out of her mouth with a wet smack, and he leaned back against the back of the ride, straining to catch his breath. “Holy…shit…you’re good…” “Mmmph…Is that…good enough for some tickets?” [i]Good enough – fuck, that’d be more than good enough.[/i] He almost said that, but stopped himself. He still hadn’t cum, after all, and if she was that good with her mouth… Brendan looked down at her skirt, but before he could say anything, Anne beat him to it. The little ten year old reached down and grabbed the hem of her skirt, pulling it up and holding it out of the way. She even straddled him, grinding her tiny little pussy against his cock, leaving him puffing and panting. “Do you want…do you want this? Do I get a lot of tickets for this?” “Mmmph…yes…lots and lots.” “Yay!” And without him having to ask, she slammed herself down. His eyes just about popped out of his head at the sheer pleasure of being slammed into her tight little pussy, almost squeezed back out of her from the size difference as she started lifting herself up. She squeezed down on him constantly, milking him with even the slightest of movements, and Brendan had to bite down on his tongue hard to keep from cumming right away. She leaned forward against him, kissing his neck, but that was all she could reach with their difference in sizes. The red panda curled her tail around him, holding onto him as she bounced her hips up and down, smacking down on his knot again and again, almost like a jackhammer as she slammed down on him. She rode him with everything she had, and it was driving him crazy. His body felt like it was utterly paralyzed with pleasure, unable to do a damn thing because it just felt too good. Her tiny little slit was squeezing his cock better than any hand had, and it felt like his balls were being milked out through a straw. When he tried to thrust up into her, it only made it feel better, and he had to stop to keep from cumming in her too fast. Up and down, up and down she went, each time slamming down on his knot a little bit harder. She whimpered on him, looking up at him. “I want it…please…knot me…” No girl had ever said that to him. Not outside of porn, at least, and he shivered at the thought of how good it would feel. He’d always imagined slamming his knot into some eager bitch, but to have someone riding him and begging for it… He finally took part, grabbing hold of her hips and slamming her down harder. She was so tiny compared to him, even though they couldn’t be more than four years apart in age. She was skinny and small, and with both his hands he could almost wrap his fingers around her all the way. Up and down, up and down, like a living fleshlight… He groaned as he shoved her down against his knot, holding her there as he panted and whimpered. Forcing her down, feeling her spread slowly against his thickest part, hearing her whimper and moan from her own need… A little more…she parted for him, letting in the top of his knot…then a bit more…and a bit more besides…She rested on the halfway point – POP! He grabbed her tail, muffling his howl of orgasm in it as he came inside of her. Spurt, spurt, spurt, he felt his cock going, and she squeezed down on him hard, milking him with her insides, making him fill her up, making him leave her topped off with his cum… She panted over him, holding him until they both calmed down, and then slowly leaned back. He could see her pussy stretched out by his knot, locked to him, and somehow…she smiled. “So…how many tickets…for that?” [i]God…if I can get this for tickets…[/i] He’d have to keep coming here every day. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]