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The Best Week Ever [An Yyrkoonystalfox Production]

Lorence

Planetoid
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Jul 28, 2009
Today is the day!

"Ben, I'm leaving," came a voice, "Come give your mommy a kiss!" Ben groaned. He didn't call her mommy. He hadn't in more than ten years. But he still gave her that kiss. She was leaving to attend her sister's (his aunt, obviously) wedding in California. Waaaay on the other side of the country. She'd be gone all week. Leaving the recently turned eighteen Ben all by himself.

Which meant only one thing.

It wasn't ten minutes after she had left did Ben pick up the phone and dial a number. A series of digits he'd written down on a piece of paper.

"Hello, I'd like to order the fox, please," he said to the person on the other side of the line. The female voice that had come about after his call had been answered.

He gave the address of his home. Now, all he had to do is wait..
 
Wild Dream Escort Service had been the number he dialed. It was an exclusive all furry service that offered anything from Dragons to racoons and the every popular fox. After all Vixens were notiriously lustful and never charged extra for 'private time'. Sandra was the name of the one he'd ordered a bright, confident fox who was actually the model for the newpaper add.

"She'll be there in 20 minutes." was the answer before the line clicked dead.

And it was 20 minutes exactly when there was a knock at his door and she stood on the other end of it. The russet red fox was dressed in a cleavage displaying black dress and very tall pumps. Her hair was back in a high ponytail and her soft green eyes were obviously very excited, she did after all love her job. She'd also been told this one was young and human and she loved young humans. They were often the wildest in bed.
 
Ben rushed to the door. The knob turned and it swung open. It wasn't two seconds before the young man's pants felt two sizes too small. His eyes ran over the vixen's furred form more than once, without audacity or shame.

"Uhh," he stammered. "Come in!" The young man stepped aside and presented the inside of his home to her. He wanted to get down to business as soon as possible. Oh, the naughty things he wanted to do her. This would be one hell of an evening.
 
She chuckled softly and walked into his house. He was a lovely boy that much was certain and big at that. For when he'd slid his eyes down her body she'd checked him out and noticed the impressive buldge forming in his pants. Slipping past him she set her purse on the coffee table and turned to him grinning in a sinful manner.

"I'm Sandra, you're escort for the week. But I'm sure you knew that didn't you?" winking she struck the pose from the advertisment for a moment before returning to her usual easy stance. "What's your name big boy?" hopefully he knew how much she cost, the money was always up front.
 
"Ben," he replied, as he closed the door. Then, he turned, and was promptly dumbstruck by the advertisement of the vixen's body before him. His manhood gave a large throb, sending a series of shockwaves through his body. After a few seconds of staring, Ben shook his head and fell back to reality.

Once there, he made his way to that very same coffee table. There, was his wallet. The money for the vixen was handed over. All one thousand dollars of it. Yes, she was expensive. But she was worth every penny. Not only was she the sexiest and most sexually talented vixen, but she was also special to Ben. Needless to say, he had a rather large crush on her.
 
"Pleasure to meet you." she smiled softly as she took the money and slipped it into her purse snapping it shut. "So what may I ask, caused you to choose me as your escort?" she always asked her clients that, she was a curious fox after all. Most boys his age preferred the big busty cats to vixen's after all felines were often very dominant. She was submissive but she knew the arts of seduction which was one of her best skills.

"I also need to know what you want out of the week long contract? Sex, dates,parties? You're aware I'll be staying with you the entire week right? I'll even be sleeping here." it was part of the deal if you wanted an escort for more then a few hours you had to supply her with a place to sleep near the male paying.
 
"Uhm, I just want to have sex with you," he replied. That was a lie, though. The truth was that not only did he want to have sex with her, he also wanted to be with her. Be near her. Even go as far as pretend that she was his girlfriend, if only in his mind. Like in his many, many fantasies.

Ben made his way into the nearby hallway, beckoning her to follow. He came to a door, which he would open, then pass through. Still, he signalled for the vixen to follow. In this room were many things. A bed, a television, a computer. Ben made his way to the bed, and sat.

"Uhm, if it's alright with you," he began "I'd like it if you slept in my bed." Ben looked down at his knees.

"With me," he muttered.
 
"Ahh so I take it we won't be leaving the house much this week then?" she chuckled softly. "I hope you don't mind I usually walk around my house nude so I'll be doing it here too." he was a cute teen truely even if he was a little bit shy. Following after him she looked around the modest house and then his rather modest room.

"I don't mind sleeping with you at all cutie." smiling she sat beside him and rubbed his knee. "Relax sweetheart, you wouldn't have picked me if you weren't confident you could sleep with me. You'd have gone with one of the felines right?" kissing his cheek she winked. "Now do you want shy innocent virgin, Confident, seductive vixen who will get you nice and hard before she blows you. Or would you like to make the first move?"
 
Ben swallowed.

"Not at all," he replied, to her query as to whether or not he minded that she would remain nude throughout her stay. How could he want clothes on that amazing body of hers? It would be criminal. Not to mention torture for himself. Ben continued to stare at the Vixen's body. He nearly salivated at the thought of having full access to her all week.

"So, uhm, you can go ahead and take your clothes off and we can get st-started," Ben said, his eyes remaining down at his knees and his manhood still as hard as ever.

"Go ahead," he'd reply to her question. Ben wasn't too keen on making the first move. He was far too nervous. Far too shakey and jerky. He was afraid he'd end up doing something stupid or insulting. For all he knew, there was a protocol of some sort in the Vixen culture. He wasn't about to risk losing her now.
 
She blinked and giggled softly, he was so damn adorable it was irresistable. It was obvious he was trying to be dominant but he was worried about insulting her or doing something wrong. Standing she stripped of her dress and heels revealing the fact she had no underwear on beneath it. Straddling him she pressed her lips to is and coaxed him into a slow kiss. "Put your hands on my hips." she whispered between soft gentle pecks. "And try and control the kiss, I'm not a dominant female remember?"

For once the fox didn't mind teaching someone how to be brave around a female anything. He was young and the guidence would be just perfect for him so she assumed. Just a push in the right direction and he'd be able to take control of her easily by the end of the week.
 
Ben nodded.

His hands fell upon her hips. The feel of her soft fur against the skin of his hands sent shivers throughout his body. The kiss they shared grew in intensity, lead by Ben and his raging need to have this vixen in his lap. To do things to her that he'd never thought he'd ever want to do with a woman, furred or otherwise.

His arms wrapped around her and pulled her front flush with his. Her breasts against his chest, and her middriff against his own. A long, loud groan rumbled out against her lips. He fell back and laid flat, with her on top of him. Soon he would roll and take the dominant position over her.
 
Sandra grinned against his lips when he took control driven by his desire to have her. She easily gave up her tounge dancing with his as her fuzzy breasts pressed against his chest and the two fell on the bed with a soft thump. "You're doing very good." she murmered when they broke away to breath only to have herself flipped beneath him her eyes widening in surprise.

That had been sudden she had to admit but she wasn't complaining. Wrapping her arms around his neck she looked up at him and grinned playfully. "It's not so hard is it?" she leaned up and kissed him again falling back her long hair spread out around her, having fallen lose from the pony tail.
 
"Not at all," Ben replied, with a wry grin. Indeed, he had surprised himself with his sudden capacity for dominance, and as such kept going. No need to stop now, y'know. But, unfortunately, he had to stop momentarily. He took a moment to remove his shirt then undo the button of his jeans, so he could pull the zipper down to relieve some of the constriction on his manhood. With that done, he dove back in, and reinstated the kiss they shared.

Now, his hands roamed her body freely. Stroking her fur or taking hold of one of her breasts sans any sort of inhibition. The young man's manhood pressed out into her soft fur, but remained in his boxers still. Long ago had he forced his jeans off and kicked them aside with his shirt. Now he was very nearly as nude as she, but just one garmant remained in place.
 
Sandra merely smiled and watched him strip down to his boxers with interet her hands running along his chest and stomach exploring the soft human flesh. The vixen was pleased he'd easily fallen into the role of dominant male it made her job quite a bit more enjoyable. Leaning up she kissed him eagerly tugging on his bottom lip as he explored her softly furred body her nipples hardening to cute little points when he brushed over them.

Arching her back she ground against his coverd cock murring appriciativly at the decent size and thickness. He would certainly fill her up nice and full when he finally entered her quickly moistening pussy. Pulling away to breath she pressed small wet kisses to his neck and jawline nibbling on the soft flesh with her teeth.
 
The kiss broke.

Ben enjoyed the sweet little kisses he received from Sandra, but he would not bask in her attention for long. The young man made his way down some, so he may flick his tongue over one of the quickly hardening nippes that poked out into cute little points amongst the russet fur that encased her form.

After a few of those reserved flicks, his tongue would encircle it's tip around the areola and the like, servicing the entire nipple rather than just the swollen portion. He groaned. Not just from the nursing that he so enjoyed, but also from the pressure she had pushed against his aching cock. He wouls have to take off his boxers soon, or risk chafing horribly.
 
The busty fox jerked in pleasure as he tested his skill on her hardened nipples. "Oh that feels fantastic." she moaned out in obvious non faked enjoyment. Her tail curled softly as she arched her back offering more of her heavy swell to his needy mouth. One of her largest turn ons was when someone pleasured her breasts, they were so often ignored in favor of other parts of her body.

"S...see your a natural." she mumbled out as she gripped his shoulder tightly. She hadn't been on call with ther agency in over three months so this was her first client in quite sometime. Which meant she was horney and eager to teach him all the tricks she could.
 
A natural? Not so much. But he did love a nice pair of breasts, and Sandra's were about as nice as they got. Ben continued to nurse upon the nipple, his tongue lapping at the hardened nub affectionatly as his hands gave the pair of firm swells a good squeeze.

He moved to the other breast. A hand fell away, and made it's way up her leg, focusing on her soft, furry thigh. Ben's tongue swirled around the nipple he now focused upon.
 
She whimper and moaned in obvious pleasure, panting softly her eyes fluttered shut. Despite what he may have thought he was quite good at this. Her long russet furred legs parted as he stroked her thigh. Soft whispers of pleasure mixed with his name filled the room. For once she wasn't faking it, she loved having her breasts played with, most of her clients went straight for her slick pussy and merely focused on thier pleasure. But it seemed that Ben cared about hers as well.
 
Ben sat up some, lips falling from the nipple he had nursed. Both of his hands found her breasts and he fondled them. Rolling, pressing, squeezing, and feeling that firm pair she flaunted oh so sensually.

He fought the urge to speak. If he did, all he had to say was various slightly creepy compliments which reflected his near-obsessive need for her. His hands fell from her breasts and ran over her furred front down to her lower half..
 
Sandra whined in lose when his nice warm mouth left her swollen, diamond hard nipples. The vixen had been enjoying that quite a bit and to suddenly stop only managed to work her up more. A soft almost purring sound rose from her throat now as he handled her heavy swells and stroked the soft fur on her belly moving lower to the apex of her thighs, where her glistening treasure laid. She was quite pleased with the teen aged human he really was quite good at what he was trying to do. Most fumbled and blushed but he knew exactly what he wanted and it made her like him almost instantly.
 
Ben moved off the bed. He had a better idea. One that sent bolts of electricity through his form as it had occurred to him.

"Please, uh, roll over," he said, "And bend over the bed." Ben wanted to explore her bottom half more effectively, and this position would allow him to do just that.

[ Short! Will make up the length next post. ]
 
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