It was very obvious what Suiko was there for. It usually was; the fox was subtle in some ways, but this, generally, wasn't one of them. Her dress covered barely enough for even a semblance of modesty, and the pale gold silk barely concealed her fur where it did cover. Coupled with her attitude, the distinctively confident way she walked, it wasn't hard at all to tell what she wanted.

The first person to take the bait was a wolf, male, wearing a light suit and no tie. Just getting off work? she wondered, idly watching him approach. Or does he dress like that all the time?

It was a point of idle curiosity, one that was easily forgotten in favor of more pressing thoughts. He was more than a foot taller than her, and well-built, rippling muscle where he could be seen under the clothing. She dragged her tongue across her teeth at the sight, teasing herself with the sharp points.

He didn't pretend that he was there for any other reason, didn't try to make small talk. On the contrary, he was direct, to the point, and polite. She always appreciated that. Small talk just got in the way.

Arrangements were made smoothly and efficiently, and Suiko led the wolf up a nearby set of stairs and into a rented room. One of her tails was already held high, excited; the other was low, but swishing rapidly back and forth. Her tails usually weren't in unison. It had started as a way to play with people's expectations, and then became something she did to amuse herself, and now it was simply something she did.

The candles were already lit, filling the room with light and the scent of hot beeswax. Suiko felt a sort of tension in the pit of her stomach as she closed and locked the door. No matter how many times she did this, the excitement never faded; it never get old. Her excitement left her giddy, almost lightheaded, as she peeled the dress off and tossed it lightly aside to the floor. She was naked underneath. There was really no point in Suiko putting any more between her fur and the air than that.

The wolf watched as she tossed the dress away, seeming almost disappointed that it happened so soon, so fast. She smiled and shrugged an apology. He watched, seeming fascinated with the movement, and what it did to her modest breasts. It seemed to be enough to make up for the lack of a striptease.

Suddenly he seemed to realize that he was lagging. His fingers went to his shirt, fumbling a bit with embarrassment. Suiko stood and watched. He seemed like the sort who would rather take his clothes off himself than have her do it.
And it was worth watching. Dark grey fur, firm muscles; he must work out regularly. He had a nipple ring, which caught her by surprise. The gold stood out against the grey background.

He caught her staring and grinned, flexing. The motion did interesting things to his chest. Suiko licked her lips again, and stared unabashedly at his crotch.

His pants had hardly hit the floor when she was standing next to him, her arms wrapped around him, pressing her chest against his. Her head barely came up to his collarbone, but she nestled against him and nuzzled against that collarbone, dragging her claws lightly through the fur of his back. He put his arms around her and pulled her even tighter against him, and she complied instantly, one leg coming up to wrap around his waist. They held that pose for around a minute, as she nibbled lightly at his chest, and he bent his neck to first lick at her head and then nip lightly at the nape of her neck.

Finally, though, Suiko pulled away and dropped smoothly to her knees in front of him. He was already half-hard with anticipation; she grabbed that wolf cock and stroked it lightly with one hand, murmuring soft, meaningless praises as she did.

It was only a few moments before the wolf was fully erect and she let go, ducking forward to take him into her mouth instead. He was large, but she was practiced. She took him into her muzzle easily, and then into her throat as well as she pushed forward and swallowed his full length. She began bobbing on him, slowly at first, and then faster, barely gagging at all as his tip prodded at the back of her throat. She reached up and grabbed his ass with both hands, squeezing just enough for him to barely feel the tips of her claws.

He groaned, clearly enjoying the sight of her in such a submissive position. "Ah, yeah," he grunted, the first thing either of them had said since beginning. "Ah, yeah, you dirty fox, that's it."

Suiko smiled around his cock, and then pulled back and flicked her tongue over his head a few times, evoking a twitch and a drop of precum with each. He groaned again, and she wrapped her tongue around him before diving in once more, pressing in until her nose was resting on his knot. She swallowed hard around him, milking him with her throat.

The wolf grunted and grabbed at her suddenly, grasping her neck in one hand, her ear in another. He pulled her onto him and then held her head steady as he began bucking forcefully into her, fucking her mouth hard and fast.

Suiko went completely limp, not struggling at all, and let the wolf use her mouth as he pleased. She loved the feeling of it, the strength in his hands, the look in his eyes as he lost himself in the pleasure. He was grunting and twitching on every stroke, now, and they both knew that it couldn't be much longer until he went over the edge.

When it happened it was sudden, between strokes. Suiko tasted semen on her tongue, salty and musky. The wolf hastened to thrust himself into her again, and this time he didn't pull back, but pushed forward harder and harder, pulling her more forcefully into him as he did, until finally the knot popped into her mouth as well.

It stretched her mouth uncomfortably wide, and now Suiko did gag, struggling to swallow around him as the next shot went straight down her throat. He held her there for a few seconds, pumping more and more cum into her mouth, and then pulled out and sprayed the last few jets on her face, breasts, and stomach.

She flopped onto her back, quite deliberately putting herself on display for him. She spent a few moments panting, getting her breath back; once she had she propped her head up on one hand and looked at him with an easy smile.

The wolf seemed to just now be realizing that he'd never quite finished undressing before she pounced on him; his pants were still bunched up around his ankles. Suiko wasn't sure whether he would pull the clothing back into place or push it off entirely. She was quite pleased when he chose the latter, leaving shoes and pants on the floor with the rest of the clothes.

"That was quick," he said in a light, conversational tone that didn't quite mask the huskiness in his voice. "You up to go again? I have time for another if you do."

Suiko grinned, the expression more mocking now. "Ready whenever you are," she said.

She hadn't actually expected him to react instantly, lunging for her. She had just enough time for a quick and not unwelcome spike of almost-fear before he was grabbing her, rubbing her. His muzzle was rubbing against hers as his hands wandered, teasing her nipples, running down her spine. After a few moments one hand dropped between her legs.

He teased her some more, one claw scratching lightly against her lips, and then he shoved two fingers into her pussy. She moaned happily and pressed upward, humping up against his hand as he spread her folds apart and thrust his fingers into her. Suiko wasn't usually so passive, but there was something fun about being submissive every once in a while, about not being in control of the situation.

He kept pumping his fingers in and out of her, eliciting more moans. She was dripping wet now, literally. She reached out and fondled him with one hand, stroking, squeezing. He grinned and tweaked her nipple again.

It wasn't long at all before the wolf was ready again. He pulled his hand out of her and grabbed her hips, flipping her over onto her stomach. Suiko complied instantly, tucking her head down and pushing her ass up in the air, tails swishing playfully around each other. The wolf knelt behind her, holding her hip in one hand. The other held his cock, lining it up with her folds, and then with one smooth, slow thrust he buried himself in her pussy.

Suiko moaned again, pushing her hips back against him as he began to thrust inside her. He started slow, both hands on her hips now, but soon he built to a rapid, hard pace. His hips were slamming against her forcefully now, pushing out a groan or gasp on almost every stroke. He growled something incoherent and one hand moved up to grab the base of her tails, using them as a handle for more leverage as he pulled her into him.

For anyone else the spike of pain that went through her as he pulled her tails might have been unpleasant. For Suiko it was just one more note in the symphony of sensations she was feeling, and one she welcomed. She found herself pulling against his grip, not trying to get away, but just to heighten the feeling.

His other hand dropped lower, reaching around to play with her clit. He flicked it, teasing, and then started to rapidly stroke it, occasionally scratching it lightly with the tip of a claw. That left Suiko holding much of his weight, but the fox didn't mind in the least. She was panting now, gasping, waves of heat rolling through her. It was only a few seconds after the wolf grabbed her clit that the pleasure hit a crescendo; she let out a stuttering bark and pushed back against him, her pussy clamping down around him.

The wolf kept thrusting, spreading her open and keeping her orgasm going strong. He was panting now, thrusting about as fast as he could, twitching inside her; his swollen knot was slamming against her opening on every thrust now. He was too far gone to say anything coherent, but it hardly mattered; she knew perfectly well that he was about to come. He moved his hand back up to her hip, the other still clenched tight around her tail, and with both hands he pulled her hard into him as his hips thrust forward one more time.

She moaned loudly as she felt him start spurting inside her, hot wolf seed painting the inside of her cunt. He kept pushing, growling again, and kept straining forward. He thrust in, she pushed back against him, he pulled her onto him by the tail, and finally their combined efforts were enough to force his knot inside.

Even by Suiko's standards that knot was rather impressive in girth, and it spread her open with another spike of combined pleasure and pain. The feeling of fullness and warmth, the stretching, and the pain were all enough to send her over the edge, and she came again, gasping and whimpering, pleasure wiping across her mind with almost enough power to knock her out entirely.

Minutes rolled past with him inside her. His swollen knot was still lodged in her pussy, holding them tightly together as he continued to spurt fitfully. In the wake of his orgasm he was more tender, rubbing Suiko's neck and scratching lightly behind her ears, occasionally sliding a hand down to stroke along her tails. She simply laid on the floor beneath him and basked in the feeling, the touch. Occasionally a movement would shift his knot inside her and send a fresh aftershock through her, leaving her shivering.

Finally, after what felt like a small eternity but was probably only a few minutes, he was deflated enough to slip himself out of her. She whimpered quietly as he withdrew, then rolled over onto her back and sprawled languidly across the floor to watch him.

He grabbed his clothing and pulled it on, keeping his wallet out. He took the agreed-upon amount from it and set it on the table, hesitated a moment, and then added a bit more.

"That was wonderful," the wolf said. "Do you work here often?"

Suiko smiled lazily. "Every Tuesday," she said, her voice still a bit husky. "And honey, with how good that felt you can come down any time you want." She slipped her tongue out and licked her lips again. She could still taste him.

"I might do that," he said, also smiling. He checked his pockets, tipped his hat to her, and left.