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Looks like Tess has been preparing, though, seeing how comfortably the kitsune's fist slips on in...", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Story sketch for Cynder as a callback to one of the first ones I ever did! Here we see our two favorite patrons back at the same bar, Tessa flagging her tail as usual, Cynder tending to our dear wolfess's needs. Looks like Tess has been preparing, though, seeing how comfortably the kitsune's fist slips on in...", "writing": "Cynder raised two fingers to the otter behind the bar, just as she dug two fingers deeper under the tail of the wolfess here beside her. Tessa leaned forward along the seat she had taken, tail lifted just like last time, plump lupine spade hanging so far down off the back of the cushion that the steam of her heat and arousal had begun to condense across the material – and the kitsune stood beside her, leaning in against her shoulder, saliva-slickened middle fingers pumping deeper and deeper into luscious, silken wet flesh.\n\nTessa hid her open mouth behind her paw clutching her empty glass, breath puffing out across the surface; her eyes fluttered shut, she flicked her tongue across her lips and swallowed, she clenched briefly so that the sleek ring of muscle squeezed in around Cynder’s fingers… and then she shifted how she sat and deliberately pushed out from inside, those malleable walls of meat welling up around the buried digits, squelching together, pressing out.\n\nCynder nudged in against one of the lupine’s ears. “That good, huh?”\n\n“Psh.” Tessa swung her glass. “You can do more than [i]that.”[/i]\n\nThe kitsune raised her eyebrows with a smirk, briefly drew those fingers back out of her, then brought them up to her maw. She made sure that Tessa watched, then, as she slurped the sticky strands of clinging slickness back off, then swirled her tongue around all those two middle fingers as well as the ones on either side; in between each one, down to the base, across the knuckles as well, and then she dropped it right back down. Tessa once more adjusted how she sat, pushing her rump out a little bit further; she pushed again as Cynder circled her fingers around the rim of her tailhole, all four pinched together, then pressed at the center. The muscle of the exterior pushed inward, then smoothly folded out around her, clenched, loosened again, to welcome her in. Cynder’s ear perked and twitched first to the noise of the two new drinks served, the otter offering each of them an appraising eyebrow, then again to the repeated slurping, sucking, squelching of the older wolfess’s well-used tailhole blossoming around her fingers.\n\nTessa sighed once more, footpaws pressing against the support of her stool so she could wedge herself further back. Cynder leaned against her for a better angle, twisted her paw this way and that, felt that succulent ring nudge out against her knuckles, then stretch, roll over, clench again – and the rest of her paw slurped right on in, wet meat rolling across her thumb, sliding down along the far side of her knuckle, squeezing now around her wrist.\n\n[i]“Oh,”[/i] the kitsune purred, still slowly gyrating her paw. She had to lean down a little bit to pump deeper inside the wolfess, then drew back so that the base of her paw began to tug her tailhole out from inside, then sank right back in again. “Now [i]that’s[/i] a surprise…”\n\nPanting softly, grunting, groaning, the wolfess slid her empty glass down a bit and reached for her new drink, using the opportunity to push further back along Cynder’s buried paw. “Is it?” she rumbled in response, then clenched again – tightly enough that, for a moment, the kitsune could not pull back out. “I’m familiar with the kind of weaponry you’re carrying, dear. I’ve been making sure to prepare for when we cross paths again…”\n\nCynder bunched her paw into a fist, turned it again, and then slowly, deliberately, tugged Tessa’s tailhole out from inside. The wolfess tensed, shivered, sighed… then gasped softly as she popped free, thick strands of slime hanging from knuckles to hole, rich red meat glistening just inside. In a smooth, steady move the kitsune smeared that slickness across her own cock, hanging out of sight underneath the bar where she had undone her pants fly earlier; the warmth of Tessa’s insides spread sweetly across her, over her tapered tip, the swell of her vulpine shaft, the slight bulge of her as of yet unswollen knot… with a little extra squishing into her sheath for good measure.\n\nBeside her, Tessa watched her preparation with amusement and interest sparkling in her eyes, her new drink held lightly to her lips. She swung her tail to the other side, scooted up on her seat so that the thick, soft heft of her spade squished gently underneath her, wiggled her rear side to side, then relaxed once more, sticky slick tailhole naturally parting open after the stretch of Cynder’s paw-\n\n-and smoothly, easily welcoming the kitsune’s prepared tip. Cynder rolled her head back and sighed softly, both paws already reaching down for Tessa’s hips; the wolfess purred softly and pushed back against her, bringing her deeper inside, sleeving her shaft in that same sweet, succulent wet warmth that had just squished around her entire paw.\n\nDespite that gape and stretch, the resistance was still [i]there,[/i] enough for her to feel, enough for her to enjoy. Tessa pushed back against her from inside as she plunged deeper, reshaping the twists and turns of the wolfess’s bowels to settle around her cock – and she took her all the way down to the sheath with barely more than another shuddering exhalation of breath, stirring the surface of her drink. Cynder stepped more closely behind her, ran her fingers down beneath the hem of Tessa’s dress, scooped up underneath to get a better grip on her, and then began to tug back out – and sank back in, again, and again, each time a little faster, a little harder, a little steadier.\n\nBefore long the wolfess was arching her back against her, eyes closed and mouth open – then head tilted to the side to allow Cynder access to her neck, sharp teeth clamping gently into fur and skin. Clenching every time Cynder tugged out, pushing each time she thrust in, the steady smacking of Cynder’s hips to Tessa’s rear mixed with the wet, noisy squelches of her well-worked tailhole, stretching out around her shaft, nudging further as her knot began to swell, and take shape, and then squeeze out inside of her like two more of the kitsune’s fists held side to side.\n\n“There you go,” Tessa breathed, one of her own paws down between her legs. “Don’t hold back. You know I can take it…”\n\nCynder’s grip on her shoulder tightened. The kitsune shifted, ran her paw further up to nudge at the line of nipples along the wolfess’s belly, tugged back – pulled – yanked – and each shuddered when her knot yanked free, pulling Tessa’s tailhole out along with it, only to then reverse its movement and push right back in. Then again and again, loud and loose and wet, Cynder panting out her urgent need, Tessa unable to keep from moaning into her glass – and when the kitsune rolled over her peak, she jerked, bucked, thrust forward, and felt each powerful spurt dump out deep inside Tessa’s bowels, splashing back down around her buried cock, ballooning out her guts from inside until she had submerged herself within her own sticky seed.\n\nTessa nuzzled back against her, then did so again. Carefully Cynder released the wolfess’s shoulder from her jaws; she lapped at the spot she had bitten, then squirmed a bit to settle her knot more comfortably – but then paused as Tessa nudged her now empty glass against that shoulder.\n\nBlue eyes flashed back at her. “Don’t think I’m done with you, do you? Get me a drink, would you please? Straight from the tap.”\n\nCynder frowned. “But I – can’t-”\n\nIn response Tessa simply squeezed her tailhole, lifted her tail, and tugged forward just enough for that stretched ring of muscle to slightly unfold around the back of the kitsune’s knot. A little dribble of her load oozed out, and across the back of the seat, and down over her sack.\n\nCynder took the glass.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Cynder raised two fingers to the otter behind the bar, just as she dug two fingers deeper under the tail of the wolfess here beside her. Tessa leaned forward along the seat she had taken, tail lifted just like last time, plump lupine spade hanging so far down off the back of the cushion that the steam of her heat and arousal had begun to condense across the material – and the kitsune stood beside her, leaning in against her shoulder, saliva-slickened middle fingers pumping deeper and deeper into luscious, silken wet flesh.

Tessa hid her open mouth behind her paw clutching her empty glass, breath puffing out across the surface; her eyes fluttered shut, she flicked her tongue across her lips and swallowed, she clenched briefly so that the sleek ring of muscle squeezed in around Cynder’s fingers… and then she shifted how she sat and deliberately pushed out from inside, those malleable walls of meat welling up around the buried digits, squelching together, pressing out.

Cynder nudged in against one of the lupine’s ears. “That good, huh?”

“Psh.” Tessa swung her glass. “You can do more than that.”

The kitsune raised her eyebrows with a smirk, briefly drew those fingers back out of her, then brought them up to her maw. She made sure that Tessa watched, then, as she slurped the sticky strands of clinging slickness back off, then swirled her tongue around all those two middle fingers as well as the ones on either side; in between each one, down to the base, across the knuckles as well, and then she dropped it right back down. Tessa once more adjusted how she sat, pushing her rump out a little bit further; she pushed again as Cynder circled her fingers around the rim of her tailhole, all four pinched together, then pressed at the center. The muscle of the exterior pushed inward, then smoothly folded out around her, clenched, loosened again, to welcome her in. Cynder’s ear perked and twitched first to the noise of the two new drinks served, the otter offering each of them an appraising eyebrow, then again to the repeated slurping, sucking, squelching of the older wolfess’s well-used tailhole blossoming around her fingers.

Tessa sighed once more, footpaws pressing against the support of her stool so she could wedge herself further back. Cynder leaned against her for a better angle, twisted her paw this way and that, felt that succulent ring nudge out against her knuckles, then stretch, roll over, clench again – and the rest of her paw slurped right on in, wet meat rolling across her thumb, sliding down along the far side of her knuckle, squeezing now around her wrist.

“Oh,” the kitsune purred, still slowly gyrating her paw. She had to lean down a little bit to pump deeper inside the wolfess, then drew back so that the base of her paw began to tug her tailhole out from inside, then sank right back in again. “Now that’s a surprise…”

Panting softly, grunting, groaning, the wolfess slid her empty glass down a bit and reached for her new drink, using the opportunity to push further back along Cynder’s buried paw. “Is it?” she rumbled in response, then clenched again – tightly enough that, for a moment, the kitsune could not pull back out. “I’m familiar with the kind of weaponry you’re carrying, dear. I’ve been making sure to prepare for when we cross paths again…”

Cynder bunched her paw into a fist, turned it again, and then slowly, deliberately, tugged Tessa’s tailhole out from inside. The wolfess tensed, shivered, sighed… then gasped softly as she popped free, thick strands of slime hanging from knuckles to hole, rich red meat glistening just inside. In a smooth, steady move the kitsune smeared that slickness across her own cock, hanging out of sight underneath the bar where she had undone her pants fly earlier; the warmth of Tessa’s insides spread sweetly across her, over her tapered tip, the swell of her vulpine shaft, the slight bulge of her as of yet unswollen knot… with a little extra squishing into her sheath for good measure.

Beside her, Tessa watched her preparation with amusement and interest sparkling in her eyes, her new drink held lightly to her lips. She swung her tail to the other side, scooted up on her seat so that the thick, soft heft of her spade squished gently underneath her, wiggled her rear side to side, then relaxed once more, sticky slick tailhole naturally parting open after the stretch of Cynder’s paw-

-and smoothly, easily welcoming the kitsune’s prepared tip. Cynder rolled her head back and sighed softly, both paws already reaching down for Tessa’s hips; the wolfess purred softly and pushed back against her, bringing her deeper inside, sleeving her shaft in that same sweet, succulent wet warmth that had just squished around her entire paw.

Despite that gape and stretch, the resistance was still there, enough for her to feel, enough for her to enjoy. Tessa pushed back against her from inside as she plunged deeper, reshaping the twists and turns of the wolfess’s bowels to settle around her cock – and she took her all the way down to the sheath with barely more than another shuddering exhalation of breath, stirring the surface of her drink. Cynder stepped more closely behind her, ran her fingers down beneath the hem of Tessa’s dress, scooped up underneath to get a better grip on her, and then began to tug back out – and sank back in, again, and again, each time a little faster, a little harder, a little steadier.

Before long the wolfess was arching her back against her, eyes closed and mouth open – then head tilted to the side to allow Cynder access to her neck, sharp teeth clamping gently into fur and skin. Clenching every time Cynder tugged out, pushing each time she thrust in, the steady smacking of Cynder’s hips to Tessa’s rear mixed with the wet, noisy squelches of her well-worked tailhole, stretching out around her shaft, nudging further as her knot began to swell, and take shape, and then squeeze out inside of her like two more of the kitsune’s fists held side to side.

“There you go,” Tessa breathed, one of her own paws down between her legs. “Don’t hold back. You know I can take it…”

Cynder’s grip on her shoulder tightened. The kitsune shifted, ran her paw further up to nudge at the line of nipples along the wolfess’s belly, tugged back – pulled – yanked – and each shuddered when her knot yanked free, pulling Tessa’s tailhole out along with it, only to then reverse its movement and push right back in. Then again and again, loud and loose and wet, Cynder panting out her urgent need, Tessa unable to keep from moaning into her glass – and when the kitsune rolled over her peak, she jerked, bucked, thrust forward, and felt each powerful spurt dump out deep inside Tessa’s bowels, splashing back down around her buried cock, ballooning out her guts from inside until she had submerged herself within her own sticky seed.

Tessa nuzzled back against her, then did so again. Carefully Cynder released the wolfess’s shoulder from her jaws; she lapped at the spot she had bitten, then squirmed a bit to settle her knot more comfortably – but then paused as Tessa nudged her now empty glass against that shoulder.

Blue eyes flashed back at her. “Don’t think I’m done with you, do you? Get me a drink, would you please? Straight from the tap.”

Cynder frowned. “But I – can’t-”

In response Tessa simply squeezed her tailhole, lifted her tail, and tugged forward just enough for that stretched ring of muscle to slightly unfold around the back of the kitsune’s knot. A little dribble of her load oozed out, and across the back of the seat, and down over her sack.

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