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Meet Me at the Party
🕑 Added 2017-10-21 11:35:51 +0000 UTC Amazing artwork done by: http://www.furaffinity.net/user/coillte/Read the second chapter here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/meet-me-at-party-21729461
Rounding another corner, the sound of bass heavy music came to the coyote's ears. It was distant but grew with intensity the nearer he came, leisurely walking down the sidewalk that was adjacent to so many fraternity houses. His friend had called not too long ago, and since he lived so close he didn't think it much to just walk, fearing he might be early to the party. As it turned out, things were already getting pretty exciting when he arrived.
So many others were already there, decorating the front yard of the massive, two story fraternity house. The huge Greek letters, Alpha, Theta, and Sigma were embroidered on the front of the building with wood cutouts. From the windows came bursts of LED lights that strobed to the beat of the music. Cheering, talking, and shouting already filled the air as he began his way up the path to the front door.
“Hey, Rich,” a wolf greeted and gave a nod as he leaned against the wooden railing of the front porch, a cigarette held between his fingers.
“Hey Jason, what are you up to?” Rich replied as he trotted up the steps and paused to stand near his friend. The lupine gave a shrug and took a quick drag before speaking.
“Not much, just getting away from things. You here to see Leah?” he asked and turned around to brace his rear end against the railing.
“Yeah, is he still here? He texted me a while ago, I hope I haven't missed him,” the coyote said and pushed his paws into the pockets of his jeans.
The wolf chuckled and scratched idly at the side of his cheek. “Oh yeah,. He's still here all right, I doubt he'd be able to move after what he's been through already,” he explained and stuck out his tongue.
Rich smirked. “It doesn't take him long does it? What sort of shape is he in?” he asked and leaned his back against the railing as well.
Jason shrugged. “Not for sure, it's been a couple hours since I had my turn, I just know that Rodger and Phil where around here earlier, they always enjoy having a go at him,” he explained and flicked the butt of his cigarette onto the lawn. “You heading in?”
“Yeah, better make an appearance, you know?” the coyote said with a laugh and went up to the door.
“Right on,” Jason said and followed him in. As the coyote stepped into to the house he was immediately greeted by a large crowd of bodies and the distinct smell of pot and booze. A few people recognized him right away and shouted his name above the music. He gave an enthusiastic waive at the various friends he had known from his college courses and the various activities on campus. There must have been at least fifteen people crowded into the house, dispersed through the living room and kitchen, groups of guys and girls alike of every different species talked among themselves.
Jason peeled off to do his own thing, and Rich began to immediately head for the nearby stairs. Hardly anyone stopped or noticed him, aside from a few people giving a nod or saying hello, he went pretty uninterrupted as he ascended the steps. He picked up his pace as he came to the second floor, a long hallway stretched out before him that had three bedroom doors on each side. As he walked down the hall he could hear couples or groups having sex. The wail of a girl getting pounded and the howl of some guy cumming caused his heart to race. At the very end of the hall was Leah's door, of which was opened just a crack. Inside it seemed to be pitch black, save for a few twinkling strips of Christmas lights that decorating his door frame.
As the coyote got closer there came movement from Leah's room, the door swinging open to reveal a tall equine that was in the middle of pulling his shirt down over his muscular torso. Rich came to a halt just a few feet away and the equine immediately recognized him and grinned. “Hey Rich!” he said with a laugh. “Just in time, I just finished up. He's all yours,” the chestnut colored stallion said and stepped past him, but before he got too far away he clapped his hand down on the canine's shoulder and whispered, “I got him all warmed up for you even.”
The horse's laugh was drowned out by the thunder of a new song coming over the stereo. Rich watched after the man as he totted down the stairs, eager to join the rest of the group in their partying fun. The coyote swallowed hard and a blush filled his cheeks and the bridge of his nose. He stared at Leah's door that was now ajar and began for it again. He nudged his way inside and peered around at the inside of the room. A lone lamp was the only thing that was casting any sort of light, and set on a bedside table it didn't help much. Everything else was cast in an uneasy ruby glow from the Christmas lights, even more of them lined the corners adjacent to the ceiling.
Pushed off towards the corner of the room was a large bed, of which was disheveled with blankets and pillows. All over the ground there were pieces of discarded clothing and some trash, but nothing too out of the ordinary as far as what the coyote often saw. And settled right in the middle of the bed with no clothing on at all was the bunny boy himself.
The first thing Rich saw was the lapin's butt, of which was facing him directly as he laid long ways on his mattress. His face was buried into a pillow and soft moans and whimpers emanated from his small, feminine body. Even in the dim light, Rich could see his friend's sexually used state. All evening various men had been in and out of his room having their way with him. His buttcheeks were splayed open just like his legs, his tailhole gaped and leaking a copious amount of cum onto the bed sheets.
“Oh, Leah,” he sighed as he moved close. More details became revealed. Not only was cum spattered all over his pert rear end, but all over his back, paws, and face were marked with streaks of semen. A regular fuck toy meant to be used by the whole party. At the sound of the new arrival's voice, the bunny stirred slightly, lifting his head up from the pillow and glancing over his shoulder.
“Rich! You made it,” he said happily and rested his cheek against his folded arms. “I'm glad.”
“Look at you! You're a mess!” the canine grumbled disapprovingly. “I thought you said you weren't going to do this anymore.”
“I wasn't!” the femboy defended but groaned as he tried to move, his whole form sore from the rigorous activities so far. A gurgling sputter of cum came from his pucker. “I tried to get away, that's why I texted you,” he continued to defend. “What took you so long to get here?”
“I...uh...” the coyote paused and bit his lip, realizing that he might have been able to save his friend from the train that had likely just been ran on him if he had just driven over. Eventually he sighed, as he wasn't able to come up with a good enough excuse. “Look, let's just get you cleaned up.”
“Okay,” Leah mumbled and peered at his friend with one open eye. Rich glanced around and picked his way around the room, searching for any rags or towels or anything, but every piece of dirty laundry he came across had already be used as a cum rag to wipe down any number of the exiting males. Giving an exasperated sigh, Rich turned his attention back to the well used asshole of his friend, still surprised that it still refused to close. “Are you going to use your mouth again?” he asked with a hot whimper, his hips giving a squirm at the thought.
“I guess I don't have much of a choice,” the coyote mumbled and came back around, climbing onto the mattress between the bunny's legs. He knelt on cum soaked linen and when he rested his paws on the lapin's backside his palms and fingers became immediately sticky. He stole a moment to himself to pull his shirt away in the hope of not getting it dirty and set it off on a spot that he thought was clear of any cum.
The milky ooze that covered Leah's balls was still wet and running, as if freshly pumped. It was then that Rich realized that this had to be the horse's cum that he had passed by just outside the door. A hot blush formed across the bridge of the coyote's nose and he swallowed hard before leaning in. With an open mouth and a looming tongue, he began the arduous process of cleaning his friend.
The strong, salty taste him him hard as he scooped up the first mouthful of semen. It tasted extremely fresh, definitely equine spunk. He swallowed it back and continued to tentatively draw the tip of his tongue over and over again across the bunny's little sack, not stopping until every musky drop was gone. Then he trailed higher, pushing his lips against the slightly recovered pucker, he began to slurp the gooey contents out.
It was more than just horse cum that had pumped nice and deep into his friend. Rich could taste dog cum, pig cum, fox cum, and tiger cum. He slurped and swallowed down every bit that he could take. He became surprised that he was able to identify so many different species of semen, but perhaps it was just because he had done this so much.
Rolling his tongue harder and harder, he cleared away the sticky mess from between the bunny's buttcheeks. Leah was moaning and squirming his hips from every point of contact. He whimpered and pushed back as if Rich's tongue was a fresh cock. True, the coyote was pushing his tongue in as far as it would go, which turned out to be much further than he expected. The elasticity gave way to the intimate licking, and the longer he cleaned the louder Leah became.
Seeming to become quite energized from the tentative rimming, Rich did begin to think all the commotion was being a bit too much. It wasn't until he drew his mouth away from between the other's cheeks to say something that he realized what might have been causing so much pleasure for the rabbit.
Having not realized that he had cleaned the entirety of his friend's ass, he had dedicated himself to rimming the femboy for fun. He didn't realize that he had been doing it, but even now as he licked his lips he could mostly just taste Leah's feminine musk. It was also during his time of staring at that gorgeously round backside that he realized he was aching between his legs. Through the intensity of drinking the copious amounts of other mens' cum from his friend's asshole, he had accidentally become incredibly horny.
He didn't even give any warning or ask for permission. Rich moved up a bit higher on the rabbit's body and knelt with a knee on either side of the other's thighs. He yanked away his jeans and boxers, revealing a throbbing manhood that dripped precum that made the entire angry surface as slippery as could be.
He leaned his hips in and pressed his cock between Leah's buttcheeks like it was a hotdog in a bun. Leah arched his back and turned his head, giving the coyote a dazed look that showed how utterly lust filled his mind was.
“Are you gunna fuck me too?” he whispered, his tone soft to the ears and sultry. The coyote was lost in his own world as well, everything seemed surreal, but he was able to give a wordless nod. “Pound me good then,” Leah mumbled and nuzzled his face back into the cum streaked pillow.
That was all the coyote really needed. Giving a grunt, he pulled his hips back and aimed his cock under the rabbit's spade shaped tail, the pucker giving a lax wink as if begging to be penetrated. With a moaning hiss between teeth, Rich pushed his length all the way in with one clean motion. Leah moaned pitifully and arched his back, though he refused to pull his face from the pillow. Sticky paws rested on the cum dried fur of the bunny's hips and his body began to move.
There was hardly any resistance but the warm, wet insides felt incredible. Rich could feel his friend trying to clench down on his intruding shaft but he was so warn out there wasn't much that he could do. Giving a grunt, the coyote began to hump away at a steady pace. His eyes slowly drifted shut and every exhale brought with it a shuddering murr. Leah could hardly keep his cries muffled, he was absolutely loving every second of his hole being used.
Despite the coyote being the latest in the long string of lovers that had visited the bunny slut, the experience wasn't any less divine. The way his long, tapered cock pushed up against the other's walls and ground down against his prostate made his hips squirm around and around. Leah's small cock found its own renewed vigor, grinding around against the sheets as his pelvis was driven by the pounding body behind him.
The bed creaked loudly and loud smacks echoed as their bodies would clash. Rich was drawing his entire length back before driving every last inch inside. His muscles burned as he rutted with as much force as he could muster, as if he had something to prove to Leah. His hips worked in a blur of motion, rolling and grinding as they would collide. Precum oozed from the tip of his cock and smeared against every inch the canid shaft could reach. Rich could feel the cum of other males lubing his experience, but he didn't care. The frothy concoction oozed around his shaft and turned it white, every time he pulled back he'd leak more of it across the freshly cleaned sack.
His knot formed quickly at the base of his shaft, but even as he thrusted in, it hardly became an obstacle. Leah's moans grew sharply in pitch as the thick, bulbous portion began to rapidly pop in ad out of his hole, even letting out a lewd slurp with every pass. It felt like a giant buttplug getting pushed and pulled out of him, an exquisite experience that had his small paws grasping helplessly at the blanket as he tried to maintain his posture.
His rubbery hard bunny dick rubbed into the mattress and it wasn't long before he released a shrill, orgasmic cry as he dribbled barely a drop of his own seed. After all, this had been the seventh time he had reached orgasm so far that night. It was an experience that his his small, gray form knew very well, even as he trembled, shivered, and begged for more.
Perhaps far too early than Leah would have preferred, the coyote quickly approached his end. He was breathing hard, his jaw slack and his tongue lolling. He was thrusting away with the purpose of impregnating some bitch, but instead he was only going to fill his friend's ass. The rapid movements grew to a crescendo and just as they reached their peak of speed they suddenly slammed and stayed buried into the bunny's ass.
A howl pierced the air as a massive gush of coyote cum washed deep within Leah's hole, Rich's seed mixing with the others that still lingered further within the other's belly. His stomach contracted hard and his form shook, sending salvo after salvo within the tight confines. Despite his knot being lodged, there was hardly any threat of being stuck. As he panted and began to relax, his knot popped free and out slowly slid his shaft.
Leah was shivering like he was out in the middle of a snow storm. His pillow was riddled with bite marks and he held onto its edges like it was a life preserver. Rich stared down at the gaped hole covered in his own essence. Strings of seed connected his shaft to the viscous glob that began to run down from the stretched pucker. He drew himself further back and gently stroked his paws against quaking butt cheeks.
A quick moment of his head stooping to lick away his own essence and the area was clean again. His tongue dripped white and he swallowed back his own load like he had all the others. The bunny was practically comatose, he didn't respond to the brief cleanup, instead panting and whimpering to himself. When The coyote looked over his friend's trembling figure he felt bad for what he had done.
Here he was supposed to be a savior, come to pull the vulnerable lapin from a lifestyle of debauchery, but instead he joined in and succumbed to his own lusts. Not that was an uncommon thing to occur. Without saying a word, Rich slid his way from the bed and gathering his clothes, slipping each article on before he began to lazily walk for the door.
Just as he was rounding the corner he came face to face with an approaching buck. The two stopped, startled by the other's presence for a moment. Rich was still mentally recovering from what he had just done, so he didn't recognize that it was another close friend.
“Hey, Rich! Just in time for my turn, eh?” the cervine said enthusiastically. He was an athletic male that was a few inches taller than the coyote.
“Uh...what?” the coyote mumbled and shook his head o try and clear his mind.
“Hah! Look's like you got it good. I'll see you down at the party, right?” the buck commented as he stepped around the canine and slipped easily into Leah's room. Before he realized what was going on, Rich was alone once more. He quickly reeled to stop his friend from doing anything but found the door slammed in his face. He stood there frozen, staring at the wooden panel.
The thrum of the still pounding music drowned out any sound that might have come from the bunny's room, but Rich could have sworn that he heard the familiar creak of his bed and a passionate series of moans. Feeling numb, the coyote eventually turned away and began walking down the hallway. So he might have been a lousy savior, like it seemed to be the norm, but he couldn't help admit he didn't mind being the villain.
