Codex: My Romantic Encounter
By: Perdita (But really written by SomeKindofWizard)
There’s nothing quite like basking in the sun, nearly-naked. Unless it’s at a beach, surrounded by beautiful men and women in similar states of near-nudity. Occasionally a youngster will scamper by; a brusher earning some holiday pay. A good thing too, else the beach would be a host of matted and wet fur. Instead there is plenty of pampering and a decent number of wagging tails.,
Laid out on a beach-towel, a reddy-brown-furred half-Ausar named Perdita soaks in the sun, indeed her own fluff has been expertly brushed, and now there is nothing to do but enjoy the sights. Thankfully her family had moved on to a restaurant, leaving her in peace to dress a little more skimpily. The teeny-tiny two-piece barely holds up a DD-cup chest, and her tight bikini bottoms can’t make any headway in disguising nine inches of knotty dog-member. Men and women give the occasional look–plenty of them in admiration of her assets–but it’s still a surprise when someone settles down in the sand beside her, grinning.
“Uhm... hello?” Perdita says, shielding her eyes against the sun.
After adjusting to the shadow her new companion casts, she takes in the sight. Or well, ‘sights’, judging by the way her chest bounces in a black bikini. As opposed to Perdita, this one is full-bork. Bright, flame-orange fur lines her arms and legs, makes up some short, scruffy hair, and her long pointed wolf ears. Eyes of cheerful green cast an admiring glance over Perdita’s own features... even better, the new girl appears to be carrying two drinks, full of alcohol, fruit, and ice.
The rusty Ausar smiles brightly, holding a drink out with a wagging tail. “Hey cutie, can I have some of your time?”
“Uuuh, sure. Sorry, not used to people being so forwards...” Perdita says. “But I always have time for a lady with drinks! Uh... assuming one of those is for me.”
The woman snorts in amusement, holding a glass out. “Sure, but it’s strong! The name’s Terri by the way, pleased to meet you.”
“Perdita, and don’t worry Terri. Me and my liver have been training for moments like this.” the half-breed says with a snort of amusement. A sip from the drink proves to be cold and refreshing, sending a shiver of delight from top to toe. “Is there anything I can help you with?”
Terri smiles softly, wiggling her hips. “I couldn’t help but notice that you were sitting alone. I was wondering if you wanted some company.”
“That’s something I’m fine with.” Perdita says, grinning and sipping again from her drink. “Anything in particular?”
The fiery-looking Ausar smiles, leaning on her free hand to take a mouthful of her own drink, showing off a fearsome bulge of her own. “Weeell~ I had something in mind, I don’t know if you’d be up for it though.”
Whatever beast it is hiding in Terri’s panties seems to twitch in time with the response, and she wiggles her eyebrows in mock enticement. “Maybe I’m being a bit forwards... but I’m feeling a little stood up. I happen to have a teeny-weenie silken rope, and nobody to enjoy it with!”
“...That is beyond ‘a bit forwards’, how many girls have you tried that on so far?” Perdita asks, peering into her glass.
“Just the one! And she looked like someone who could appreciate my exceptional talents.” She says, wiggling her eyebrows. She holds her drink between thick thighs, reaching into a little bag to reveal a small silk rope.
“It doesn’t look too, uh, long.”
Terri’s tail wags, and she leans in even closer. Her voice is a husky growl “I promise it will be more than enough. Come with me!” Apparently the double entendres is intended based on the way she has to fight a giggle.
Perdita snorts, draining her glass and munching on an ice cube. “Alright, fine. Where do we g–” her words are cut off as the fiery girl dips in, uncaring of her now-spilt drink in order to capture the half-pup’s lips.
Her tongue immediately goes exploring, twisting and wrestling with Perdita’s own, while her fluffy hands push the shemale down into the towel so that she can climb on. Their breasts squish up together, separated by nothing more than two thin pieces of material, until puffy areola are hard enough to be seen. Thankfully the way their bodies press hides the sight of two hard pricks slipping from their confines to grind against each other, smearing hot salty pre onto Perdita’s belly.
The busty Ausar pauses her oral explorations to shift her hips, tucking her tail to hide anything from watchful eyes. “We could do it right here Perdita, what do you say?” She pointedly rolls her hips, kissing prick-tips together. “Surrounded by all of these sexy men and women–”
“And kids, and with a chance of getting sand everywhere” Perdita grunts, trying to hide a blushing face.
Terri blinks, looking around with a more critical eye. “You raise fine points, and I don’t just mean these.” Perdita bites down a surprised yelp as her nipples are given a slow squeeze. “Come on then, try to hide your bone~”
It takes some awkward re-adjusting to keep their cocks from flopping out on the walk back to the hotel, but soon enough they’re in a spacious room, littered with scattered clothing. The smell of horny Futa-pup is heavy in the air, and a few largely-knotted sex toys rest on a countertop. Terri clears her throat bashfully, looking her new lover up and down. “A girl has needs, now close your eyes and strip.” She says, grinning toothily. “No looking until I say!”
Although it’s an odd request, all of the potential thinking-blood is busy lost in Perdita’s re-hardening cock. Her mast aches so much that she trembles in the open air, more so when Terri lets out a lusty little moan, inches away from a pointed ear. Still keeping her eyes closed like a good girl, she has to follow the feeling of fluffy fingers threading with her own and squeezing fondly. “Really? Hand holding?” Perdita says, before feeling the silken rope tie them together.
“You and I are going to do more than fuck... I’m going to make sweet, sweet love to you.” Terri huskily growls, bringing up their joined hands to kiss at Perdita’s. “You can look now...”
It would seem to be a sight worth waiting for. The flame-furred Ausar is stunning in all of her fluffy, curvy beauty. Out from under the sun it’s easier to make out her button nose, blushing cheeks, and coy smile. Her expansive chest seems to bounce from the sheer act of her excitedly-wagging tail, each one capped with an inny-nipple ringed with pebbled pink flesh. More eye-catching still is the pillar of canid prick where a clit would be, with a knot so girthy it shows even before getting a chance to engorge. The tapered head of her endowment ends in an oozing cumslit that freely drips onto the carpet.
Slickness from Terri’s slit trickles down her thighs to where fur and skin meet, adding a juicy feminine scent to that of her raging bitch-boner. Altogether it seems entirely at odds with the doe-eyed romance she gazes at Perdita with. “What do you think?”
The question seems to flick a switch in Perdita’s head, and she unconsciously squeezes the hand she’s tied to. “Words wouldn’t do justice to that.”
Terri smiles and steps into Perdita’s space, giggling as their nipples kiss, rock hard nubs on Perdita’s behalf sinking into an open invitation. “You little charmer you... come here.” she says, kissing Perdita once more. This time as their bodies meet and writhe together, there’s nothing to hide from the world. The Ausar presses their tied hands up against the wall, while their free ones squeeze and grope at each other. Their tongues dance outside of their mouths, taking it in turns to slip past the other’s lips.
It’s a sudden shock when Terri’s furred fingers wrap around Perdita’s cock, giving it a slow stroke from tip to base before kneading the tight pouch of her balls. Their shafts grind against each other in time with slow rolls of the hips, drinking in the feel of their entwined bodies. Slow breathing is interrupted by minute gasps and whimpers as sensitive parts brush together, and every moment their kiss grows sloppier and hungrier.
When the kiss breaks, they’re gasping for breath, and Perdita’s legs are hiked up around the flame-furred girl’s broad hips. Every shift of their bodies serves to grind their genitals harder together, turning up the heat of the room. Terri moans into Perdita’s ear, still slowly jerking the auburn-haired half-breed’s prick off with slow, loving squeezes. “Can I put it in you? I’ll be ever so gentle!” her entwined hand also squeezes, punctuating the point.
Perdita only manages to babble something that sounds like a yes, before whimpering as her handjob comes to a halt; if only so that Terri can guide her own member between the girl’s waiting asscheeks. She finds that with their hands tied, there’s no choice but to perform every shift in position with aching, teasing slowness. Before Terri can even start penetration her heartbeat can be felt through her cock, pressed up against Perdita’s waiting ring.
As fun as it would be to draw the moment out however, it grows harder and harder for Perdita to keep herself lifted with nothing to hold her up but the wall and her lover’s hips. It swiftly becomes impossible once she’s being jerked off again. Her own body-weight brings her sinking slowly down onto the massive member. The tapered tip makes it no issue to gain entry, but it soon becomes a mammoth task of being spread wide around her lover. Each time Terri’s hand slaps down against the base of her crotch, her ass instinctively tightens, slowing the penetration to a delicious crawl.
“O-oh fuck” Perdita whimpers, eyes rolling back for a moment. She does her best to relax, but it just drives her larger lover’s bone deep enough to hammer against her rectal pleasure buzzer. An orgasm rocks her, nearly driving Terri over the edge too as her ass spasms around the bitch-boner stirring up her bowels. The pressure against her insides only seems to increase, and her knot engorges in Terri’s grasp; the final warning that she’s about to erupt.
Scalding-hot cum shoots from her loosed prick in thick ropes that splash against the undersides of their breasts, turning their fuck into little more than a lurid mess of sticky spunk. Not that this stops the fiery Ausar. She squeezes back against the death-grip that is Perdita’s tied hand, while her other limb lovingly caresses the still-cumming prick. Their lips clash again, and Perdita’s orgasmic moans are swallowed by a drool-filled kiss.
It’s then that Perdita’s stretched pucker comes in contact with the base of Terri’s own dick; the monstrous cock still has a few more inches to go, and it’s knot is starting to slowly swell with excitement. Instead of make the final plunge however, Terri draws her prick slowly out, letting frothy pre drip to the ground.
Too pleasure-blasted to manage much more than whimper into Terri’s mouth, Perdita still makes an attempt at an enquiring moan, still twitching in the aftershocks of orgasm.
With a sweet kiss, Terri lets Perdita’s feet down to the floor, before twirling the horny shemale like a dancer. Their entwined hands change sides, and the orange Ausar’s arm wraps around Perdita’s chest. Her pillowy tits press into her partner’s back, and Perdita’s auburn tail shifts.
“There~ a much more romantic position, wouldn’t you say, Perdita?” Terri says, nibbling the tip of an ear as her dick hotdogs itself between pre-glazed cheeks.
“Hff... it’s gotten cum all over my back.” Perdita complains, front still dripping down past her flagging prick. The complaint is short-lived though, and her free hand goes up to squeeze the topside of their tied digits; a silent permission to continue.
Terri smiles and licks Perdita’s shoulder, before guiding her to a bed. She drops their top-halves onto it, sandwiching the smaller girl between mattress and tits–there are far worse fates in the universe–cock pointed straight down at the ground. Terri’s loose paw goes up to Perdita’s head, rubbing and scratching behind the ears, whispering sweet nothings as she lines up with the girl’s ass once more.
After receiving a thorough stretching before, it’s far easier to drive home now. Perdita’s ass practically swallows the member up, guts churning in a moment’s protest as her prostate feels like it’s being squeezed flat, forcing more rich ausar ivory out to spill to the floor. There are a few muted gasps and a long, hungry moan as a knot once more tries to gain entry. Terri doesn’t try to batter her way in with a series of short, hard thrusts. Instead she applies pressure. A slow, steady pressure that has Perdita mewling helplessly, eyes glazing over as she drools into the bedsheets.
An audible ‘schlick!’ announces Terri’s eventual success, right on the heels of a cry of utter ecstasy from Perdita. More cum sprays from her untouched member, coating both of their feet in hot liquid love as she’s laid into. Her toes curl up and she shuts her eyes tightly, hands gripping at one of Terri’s as though it could anchor her to reality as her body goes wild.
Once more the larger girl has to keep herself from cumming as her lover’s body does everything it can to wring an orgasm out of her. She licks and kisses at an outstretched neck, hugging her knotted lover as close to her body as she possibly can. Her heartbeat thrums in Perdita’s depths, pumping blood throughout the length and base of her knotty bitch-breaker.
Perdita whimpers and lifts their entwined hands together, kissing and nuzzling at them, making entreating noises. “C-c’mon, please~ it’s so good!” she finally manages, trying to wag her tail between their pinned, spunk-slathered bodies. She clenches down with every tired muscle she has, rocking her hips each time.
Terri’s moans reach a fevered pitch, exhaling pleasure into Perdita’s ears with every single clench. The near oasis of cunt fluids from the futa-Ausar’s snatch drips to the ground in anticipation of a knot it isn’t getting, and her prick strains to hold out and enjoy their writing delight a little longer. Sadly her body’s need to breed pushes at the boundaries of restraint before she finally orgasms.
An orgasm doesn’t describe it properly. Perditas eyes squeeze shut, and her death-grip on Terri tightens as hot cream floods her bowels. It feels more as though futa-spunk is coursing throughout her body, filling her until she starts to bloat. Considering the gargantuan knot buried in her rear, there’s nowhere for the jizz to go, hosing down her insides.
They collapse onto the bed, now tied together on both ends, fighting for breath. No words crop up between the two of them; senses long since washed away. Hells, Perdita herself seemed fairly certain she could taste it on the back of her tongue. It turns out the knot is mashed permanently against her prostate, milking watery aftershocks out of Perdita every time Terri takes a deep breath.
Perdita’s first attempt at words doesn’t seem to go anywhere beyond a moan, and she strokes her gravid tummy. Exhaustion washes over her in the afterglow of multiple orgasms, and all of her senses say that now is a good time for rest.
Terri smiles, shifting a little (and earning fresh moans and groans from her lover) before untying their hands. Instead of be released though, Perdita only holds on tighter, lifting their joined fingers together to nuzzle at them. “Hah, knew you’d get off on it. How about a nap while I try and go soft, huh?”
“Mnf... sure. Wake me in an hour or somethi–ahn!”
Just moving around on the bed is an overwhelming rush on over-worked sex-organs, and the auburn-haired half-pup nearly blacks out before being wrapped up in bedding. “F-fuck... warn me next time.” she gasps, trying in vain to find a position that isn’t crushing her p-spot.
“An hour to deflate? You wish.” Terri snorts.
“No I just mean for round two.” Perdita says, looking over them both. Cum coats her back and front liberally, and fem-cum covers both of their thighs. If the room had smelt like sex before, it’s more like an Ausar-orgy now. Mixed sexual juices stain the carpet, and there’s a concerningly growing wet-patch at their joined crotches.
Perdita just toys with Terri’s hands, admiring the soft fluff and soaking in the presence of warmth.
More than worth the cleaning bill, and what will likely be a righteously sore backside.