Story 1: A Lending Paw
- by Christian Kyo

     He had spent most of the day burning up to put it eloquently, or not so eloquently, it depends on your standards for eloquence I suppose. The lanky, crimson-furred coyote hadn’t worn a shirt because of this slight ailment, which was tormenting him so. So his bare, slightly toned chest was exposed. The coyote was lithe with a subtle swimmer’s build, probably subtle because he could swim a bit except maybe to save his life. But that’s a story for another day.
     The coyote had paced about when he had first felt himself gripped by this insatiable thing burning in his mind, giving him a certain desire which we all share at one point or another. If you weren’t so focused on eloquence you would just say he was horny. So Kyo, addressing this coyote by his given name, currently lay on the couch of his apartment, tossing and turning until a solution came to paw. He couldn’t paw himself, that wasn’t his desire but he needed release. Ugh, such a terrible feeling! He felt like jumping off a bridge. Removing his paws from his eyes, he looked down, wincing when he saw his tented jeans before him. He didn’t usually get like this, he was usually at that basic level of horniness that gives all guys their sick sense of humor among other charming characteristics that drive women into same sex relationships.
     Fortunately his saving grace came in the form of the female canine who entered the door. His head jerked back up, he hadn’t expected her in and before he knew it she had pounced him, placing her paws on his shoulders, sitting on his stomach to effectively pin him down. She was a good friend of his and they had… Hmmm… back to the eloquence issue again… helped each other out more than a few times in the past. Not that it was really difficult to do, they both enjoyed it very much.
     “Heya.” Said the coyote with an amused look in his wily eyes, the twin orbs glimmering slightly. He ran them up and down her form which suddenly seemed extremely attractive to him, making him excited even more than it usually would. His paws rested on her thighs, covered by denim jeans slightly lighter than his own. Rolling his eyes up her shapely form, the canine wearing a white T-shirt and a white windbreaker over it that made a loud “swwwwww!” sound as she pulled it off and cast it to the side, the zipper clinking against the hardwood floor. Shaking her head, her lengthy black curls dropped to her shoulders, cascading down in a way that made him lick his lips.
     “Hi.” She smiled. She leaned down to peck his nose gently with soft lips. “How’re you?”
     “Well if you wanted me to be honest, I’m extremely horny.” That was a horny yote for you, jumping straight to the thick of things, one tends to do that when excited in that way. “If you didn’t notice by the tent you almost sat on.” He nodded down and she looked back behind her, flushing a little when she saw what he had spoken of.
     “Oh, why didn’t you paw?” She raised a paw, a smile curling her lips even as the blush faded away.
     “Don’t wanna…”
     “Then why don’t you ask for a paw?” The female winked at him, holding his gaze for a while with brightly lit eyes. His paws began to run up and down her thighs, the tips of his fingers finding their way under her shirt.
     “I’d love to if you have one to spare…”
     “Of course I do, but I’m starved! I’m going to grab a snack, can’t help you out on an empty stomach!” She giggled when he groaned, loving to tease him so and in a flash she was off his body and in the kitchen.
     Kyo however slowly stood, removing his jeans to expose his throbbing, veined member to the air, kicking his clothing to the side once he was free. He reseated himself on the couch, his back against the comfortable armrest, one footpaw hanging onto the floor while his other leg had positioned the opposite to rest along the back of the couch. The coyote toyed with his erection, knowing not to grow too excited, trailing his fingers over the shaft, up, rolling his fingers over the bulbous, not exactly canine head, then back down the ridged shaft, repeating this a few times, boredom written on his face.
     After a few moments the canine returned to this sight. She stared at his member for more than a few moments, blushing furiously before looking back into the eyes of the coyote. “Oh… that was a bit sudden.”
     “Sorry, I told you I was already kinda…” He smiled shyly, stopping his paw at the base of his shaft.
     “Yeah…” She nodded slowly as she approached, making her way around the sofa to stare into his eyes for a few moments, then look at his throbbing length. “Any idea why this happened?”
     He laughed at that question. “It’s not like I got into a terrible accident, I’m just… -horny-…”
     “Okay, okay…” She chuckled right back, sliding around to slip behind him in her seat, her chest pressed against his back. “Just remember I’m not a guy, I don’t think like you do.”
     “Mmhmm…” He let a breath escape his slightly parted lips as he looked back, watching the canine with one eye, the other slowly closing. She moved her head over his shoulder, watching his length once more as her paw found his shaft, brushing his away dismissively. She gave a soft squeeze that made him whimper in delight, he was already that worked up.
     “It’s pretty warm.” She commented.
     “Really now?”
     His tongue hung from his mouth and the paw that had been stroking his shaft resumed doing so with her arm, ruffling her smooth white fur slightly. “Really, really.” She chuckled at the look on his face while he did this, then ran her stare back down his chest, over his toned stomach to his member, moving her paw ever so gently. He let out a whimper of pleasure, his hips moving up and down with her motions fractionally, his bushy tail flicking back and forth quickly. The female took the notion to put her other paw there as well, rubbing the tip of his shaft with her fingers while jerking with the lower paw. “Oh, it’s quite hard too…” She stated, turning her head to lick his cheek, never taking her eyes off his member.
     All Kyo could do was moan an incomprehensible response, which she took as a sign she should continue. Working her fingers of her jerking paw she would press down harder or softer on his shaft each time she pushed up and down, flexing certain digits about the veined mass to make him writhe helplessly against her. As she increased the speed of her bottom paw slightly a tiny bit of pre leaked from the tip, collected by her opposite paw to smear it along his shaft.
     Suddenly one of his paws were behind him, at her jeans. She had been so focused she hadn’t even noticed him moving it. It was only when his fingers slipped inside, brushing along the sensitive area just above her sex that she realized that he wanted to pleasure her too. Removing her paw from the top of his shaft, she let the other one tug and push while that paw unzipped her jeans, allowing easier access. Suddenly a bolt of pleasure ran up her spine as he stroked her sex from base to top. Boy, he sure didn’t wait long!
     Her paw moved a little harder and faster, hitting his soft fur around his member each time it jerked down in the quickening rhythm, his hips moving in time all the while.
     Pre drooled from the head of his throbbing shaft, wetting her paw and the thick lance of flesh in her grasp, making her movements slicker as he tightened her grip and felt his breaths deepen. Suddenly his finger plunged inside her, wriggling in warm depths, filling her a little in comparison to the member she held in her grasp. But it was oh so good, and that finger was moving in ways his member never could, curling and unfolding, swirling about in her nether, making her gasp for breath each time his expertly wielded digit hit another sensitive spot.
     Without realizing it their breaths had matched and they both panted, the coyote almost at his orgasm while the canine rapidly approached from behind. “Ana…” He murmured lowly, jerking up and down erratically.
     “Almost…” His tongue ran out over his lips, wetting them, his eyes closed tight, finger working in and out of the burning sex behind him even quicker, a second finger joining it moments later to make a scissors motion inside of her sex as he plowed the cunny, feeling sweet fluids dribbling onto his fingers, soaking his paw when they dripped down.
Ana murred out her sentiments as she jerked as fast as she could, her paw a blur along his member until
     -orgasm!-
     The yote let out a short bark of release as he spurted the first thick wave of semen up at himself and the female, the long shot arching up before landing on her cheek, the end trailing along his shoulder. More and more of the sticky substance left his member with each hard pulse of the shaft, jetting up to coat his chest and the exposed parts of the female before it finally began to die down. Ana didn’t even see her orgasm coming, she was so transfixed on the spitting cock, even when a shot of cum came down in her hair.
     All she knew was suddenly she was gasping for breath, trying to keep her jerking paw steady as the claws of her opposite dug into his side, pleasure running through her like a surge of electricity, making her every nerve stand on end. Her fur bristled and her ears stood up. “Oh GOD, I’m Cunnnmgghh-” was all she could manage in her aroused state, her hips bucking against his paw as she watched his member dribble cum onto his soaked shaft and her even more wet paw. Still she jerked with her orgasm, moaning in his ear, the sound along goading him into emptying a few more surprisingly good spurts of his cream into her paw, further staining his matted down fur.
     Finally Kyo’s fingers came to a halt and Ana’s paw did the same and the two lay there, against each other, both with a soaked paw apiece and both panting hard. Kyo finally opened his eyes and tilted his head back to rest it on her shoulder, staring up at the ceiling. Thank God for Ana, he needed that.
     “Wow… you were really backed up weren’t you?” Said Ana, regarding his cum streaked form. She slipped around in front of him from behind his back when he pulled his paw free, settling in his lap, her body brushing against his still-hard member. Looking at the cum covering a good bit of his chest and his stomach, she leaned forward to lick one long streak from his muzzle, enjoying the sweet taste on her lips.
     The coyote lazily nibbled on the parts of her that were exposed and grinned, finally nodding in response to her question. They had brushed bellies and her chest had been pressed against his own so now hers were smeared with his cum.
     “I always cum a lot, still got some more left if you want it.” Kyo winked broadly.
     “Boy, you –are- horny.”