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Jenny bounced on the cock as fast as she could getting him closer and closer to cumming. Jenny smiled at him and squeezed tightly, her pussy gripping his massive dick harder than ever. She bit her lip and blushed at the ecstasy, panting and letting out laugh-like moans as she bounced up and down on the kit's manly cock.

At last she hopped off and dropped to her knees in between his. She placed his cock between her tits and began waxing it with the glorious white spheres. She started licking the tips, sucking on it as she titty fucked him, her red eyes practically begging for his explosive orgasm.
 
He wasn't expecting what happened next. Jenny jumped off him, dropped to her knees, and started to titty-fuck him. He didn't last long at all, howling as he came hard. His seed shot up into the air, some landing on her face, in her mouth, the majority landing on her breasts. As the fox came down from ecstasy, breathing hard, he pulled Jen up, kissing her hard. He could taste himself on her. "Clean up love. I wanna know how I did." He grinned, moving away, standing up.

"Oh, and you seem to have..... how can I say this, enjoyed yourself thoroughly." He chuckled again, looking around the room at the faces, at the camera. A smile, and a swift movement, and he had pulled the unicorn into his arms, crushing her to him. He felt deeply grateful. She had helped him with his mild stage fright, and had given him the best sex he'd had as of yet. Trystan even whispered the confession into her ears, following it with a nip, and a few small rubs on her lower back. "If you stay down here love, I might be able to schedule a meeting with Amber Foxxx. And next time love, I want to do this in my room. We can videotape it," he smiled, grinding against her lightly. "But I want to try a few things."
 
Jenny squeaked as the cum shot all over her white face, tits and in her mouth. With the feeling of the hot, streaming cum on her body her pussy fired a buckshot of clear liquid at a constant pace, followed by a resounding scream. Her knees became wobbily as the cum finally finish spraying on and from her. She moaned as she drank and licked the cum from her breasts. She was suddenly cuddling with Trystan and kisisng him almost romantically. She struggled to keep her clunky boots on his lap. The group started to disapate aware that the action was over.

"Hehe, sounds like fun sexy. I'm down for this anytime." she smiled kissing him again. "Though I need to DJ tonight so no dice this evening. But if you wanna get coffee tommorow I'm down."

She kissed him again and climbed off his lap grabbing her clothes and observing that several couples had begun heavy petting or even fucking. She chuckled to herself realizing she started a trend.

"Oh, and by the way..." she said turning to him, still giving him the perfect view of her tight, pale ass. "You were amazing."
 
Trystan stood wobbily, the blood rushing back to his head, blacking out his vision for a second. When it returned to him, he grabbed his dress pants, the dress shirt, and the tuxedo jacket, looking down at himself. His fur was matted. Jenny's voice pushed through into his mind. "Ah, coffee sounds good. Tell ya what Jen, if you want, you can come with me to the set." He flicked his ears. "I think we still have a few more scenes to shoot. I'll have to check with Jason." He shrugged, throwing the clothes over his shoulder.

The fox's lips curled into a beaming grin when she said he did great. Of course, he blushed a little, looking down and rubbing the back of his neck. "Thanks Jen. You were pretty good too." With that, he made his way over to the bar. "You guys have showers here, right? I mean, if you have rooms, you gotta have showers." The barkeep nodded, a smile on his face.

"I have ta take a few hints from you foxy-boy. That show was hot!" He pointed to a few couples in the crowd. "You two started a trend." The human tossed a pair of keys at Trystan, who caught it effortlessly. "You'll find a vacant room upstairs. Just head past the balcony and you'll see it. Room 24." Trystan nodded his thanks, jogging up the stairs. He'd have to see what caused Amber to run off the way she did.

He stopped at the balcony doors, wondering if he should shower first. Would she recognize the scent of sex that was so heavy on him? He shrugged. In Jenny's words, 'No one's embarrassed here.' He pushed the door open, looking around for the vixen.
 
From the shadows, Trystan smelt the distinct smell of strawberry. Amber's tail brushed up against his face filling his nostrils with the intoxicating aroma of the vixen. Her long, soft, furry legs were the only things visible from the shadows. Her legs were crossed and ended with the sexy, patent leather stilettos gently bouncing out of boredom. The tips of her hands appeared from the shade and her green eyes glowed in the dark. She clapped slowly, the only sound drowning out the sex happening in all the rooms around her.

"Well, well, well." she said seductively "You surely got lucky this evening didn't you kit."

She stood and smirked in his face, the smell of booze strong on her breath, her lips dangerously close to his, at least for a nervous fox like Trystan.
 
Trystan shuddered, staring right into those bright green eyes. When she got close enough to make him nervous, he placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "A fox can only have so much sex in one night, and honestly, I don't have any intentions to sleep around with every girl I see." He drew in a sharp breath in an attempt to calm himself. "I need a shower. Don't want to smell used, now do we?" He shook himself, the strawberry scent mixing with the smell of booze making him a little light-headed. "I don't want to be just another fuck, Ms.Foxxx. I want you to remember the things I do to you, every single sweet little detail." Suddenly, he steeled his resolve, standing somewhat taller. When he spoke though, he was a little hesitant, fearing a chewing out or another scene. "I'm going to a room I rented to take a shower. If you want to come, be my guest." He looked her hard in the eye, gave her a smolderingly hot, sweet kiss, and made his way towards the door. God he hoped she would follow.
 
Amber stood there arogantly, no intention of having sex with the boy. He was getting cocky, just like the others. She tested the legs of her wine and looked up at him with a shit eating, teasing grin. Then he spoke, like he knew he was going to fuck her, like she couldn't resist him. Her grin turned to a snarl as she grew disgusted with him. She was seconds way from throwing her wine on the boy but he grabbed her, kissed her, long, sweet, and deep. She wanted to pull away, slap him accross the face, tell him how dare he touch her let alone kiss her. She wanted to unleash a thousand fold of hell's fury. But she didn't she dropped her wine glass and wrapped her long elegant arms around him, kissing him back, her tongue routing around with his in their locked mouths.

He pulled away, a million curses on the tip of her tounge. He hands balling up into fists behind him, ready to strangle him. But no, only one word escaped her lips.

"O-okay" she was stunned, let the fox walk on as if he was the most polished of shit. She couldn't resist him... he was everything men weren't to her. And she needed more of it. Whether or not she was admiting it to herself she was going to have hours of hot steamy sex if not more with him, and even if she hated every second of it, no muscle in her body was strong enough to resist his one, oh so crucial muscle. She followed him to the room and waited until he left the room before she lifted her dress up and began wildly and angrily fingering her pussy. Biting her lip, cursing at Trystan, orgasming all over the clean bed and continuing, taking off all her clothes except her bell. She just kept fingering, every time she though an orgasm would release her it only made her hornier.
 
Trystan stepped inside the bathroom, placing his clothes under the towel so they wouldn't get wet. Then, he turned on the water, thoughtfully. Did he feel........ rage? When he kissed her? Then it hit him. He screwed up, big time. Assumeing he was going to get to even lay in the same bed as her. His DJ unicorn was one thing. They had been college friends, both haveing a crush on one another. And they were both more than a little tipsy. But that scene had burned most of the drunkeness out of him. Silently, he stepped under the hot water, allowing the warmth to soothe his muscles, and lock itself in his fur. As he washed off, he continued thinking.

It was rage he'd felt, tasted underneath the booze. If anger held her thoughts, why had the fox followed him? Kissed him back? Why didn't she pull away, or slap him? He sighed, rubbing his temple. His ears flicked the water from them, clearing them up. What he heard made Trystan stop in shock.

Was that..... moaning he heard coming from outside the bathroom door? He shook his head and finished washing up. He stepped out, dried himself, shaking the poofy fur down to it's original neatness. Although, it maintained it's softness. He grabbed the suit, just in case his ears were deceiving him. When he opened the door to find the pornstar masturbating on his bed, he simply stopped, and put his suit on the night table. Standing there like a living statue, he waited, waited either for her to jump at his throat, or make a move.
 
Amber quickly jumped on Trystan and began wildly making out with him, shoving her hand down his towel and stroking his moist cock and viciously biting his neck.

"Don't talk," she said as he began to open his mouth to speak. "Just do as I say."

She ripped off his towel and literally threw him on to the bed, their lips meeting again, their long canine tongues sliding in and out of each others' mouth in an elaborate and passion fueled dance. She grabbed his cock and stroked it fast, dropping to her knees and pushed the whole 11" in, gagging a bit but still continuing until his balls were in as well. She sat there red faced and gagging, sucking hard on his whole package before spitting it out, drops of spit falling over her nips. She licked her cock up and down, making it more presentable before standing and turning around, pulling her cheeks apart, raising her tail and slamming her big, hot pussy onto his long cock hard. She bent over, her finger tips touching the ground, bending his cock in her and she proceeded to sway her hips before popping her ass up and down like the pornstar she was.
 
The fox was confused, but that didn't last long. Before he could think, her lips were roughly pushing against his, a moan forcing it's way out of him as she reached inside the towel to stroke him. And the way she nipped at his neck made him almost turn to putty. When she pulled away, he opened his mouth, a question forming.

"Don't talk, just do as I say."

He nodded, yelping as she tore of his towel and threw him to the bed. Everything happened quite fast after that. He was sucked, kissed, teased, and then she slammed down onto him, bending his member inside her, moving her hips in a hypnotic way. He growled, feeling the need to show some resistance, some strength to show her he was not a helpless, hopeless camera guy. He pulled her close, rolled so she was belly down on the bed in the doggy style. 'Now who's the kit,' he thought to himself as he pounded into her. He moved his hands to fondle her breasts, nibbling lightly on her ears and neck.
 
She moaned as her hips bucked on his surprisingly massive cock, and bit her lip, smiling like a class-a whore. By the time she looked back to see her man puppet, she was already groped by her tits and flipped over onto the bed. Amber yipped like a puppy and instinctively tried to escape with a giggle but suddenly was penetrated again being pounded as she laid flat for him and spread her golden legs, allowing him to pound her miraculously tight womb with precision and violence.

"Oooh, Tyrstan" she moaned as he fucked her naked, copper body. She smiled back at him and placed a hand in his hair, raising her hips so he could stand on his knees and truly fuck her doggy style. His paws lingered to her tits and she squeaked as her extremely hard and sensitive nips were played with. She could only bite her lip and move her hips now to aid in their symbiotic pleasure.
 
Trystan grinned as she positioned herself to be fucked. He pounded hard into her, his hands moving forward to grope at her breasts, tweaking her nipples every now and then. He couldn't really be sure what she liked, since he had seen her moan and groan and smile at everything and anything. "Amber, I hope you're enjoying this," he whispered into her ear before biting down gently on it.

He thrust hard into her, but rolled over again, her on top, but in a position where she was laid against his chest. He kissed her, trading saliva as he pounded into her. His skilled fingers danced over her back, massaging, and probing. He didn't know what to do, so he was going to do it all. He wanted her to remember him.
 
Amber moaned constatly, recieving the fuck of her life. She suddenly was on top of the hot reynard, her tongue and lips locking and intertwining with his. She dug her long claws into his fur and kisses him hard, bucking up and down on his long member like a bitch in heat. She moaned and screamed into his mouth, her eyes closed shut tight and he sharp canines biting his lip and tongue.

"I-I'm gonna... I'm gonna..." she could barely complete her sentence before she screamed bloody murder, hot steaming juicies firing from her cunt and all over his cock and balls. "I-I-I haven't come in years..."

She managed to pant before collapsing on his chest, breathing like she ran a mile.
 
He could sense when she was close, and he could tell when she came, it would be strong. He never relented, feeling himself tumble over the edge of pleasure and bliss just a split second after his lovely vixen. He howled her name out, muffling himself by nuzzling into Amber's neck. As they came down back to Earth, Trystan rolled onto his side, panting lightly, holding Amber close to him.

For a minute, they just laid there, Trystan nibbling lovingly on the other's neck. Then, he moved to whisper into her ear. "Ms. Foxxx," he started, sounding modest to avoid whatever frustration had shown itself on the balcony. He was showing a tenderer side of him, the side one would expect him to have based on how he acted. "How did I do?" His tail curled around hers, one hand resting on the small of her back, massaging, the other rubbing small circles into the back of her neck. "And if you don't........ nevermind." He sighed, his breathing going back to normal. He wasn't sure what Amber would do now, but Trystan was tired. The sex was good, sure, and exhausting. He just didn't want to be the guy to care only about getting a good lay. He was sure there was more to his fox, and possibly the unicorn then pornstar performances.
 
Amber's eyes widened and pupils contracted as her folds were filled with cups of hot reynard seed. She bit the pillow and screamed as he yelled her name into her neck. She blacked out, ecstasy completely overtaking her. She awoke facing Trystan, obviously only a few seconds had passed for the sheets were still quite warm with their excessive sweat amungst other fluids. "Th-that was amazing she said." she leaned into him and kissed him, the kiss lasted several long seconds and there was more than just hot steamy passion behind it, there was emotion. "T-Trystan.... call me Veronica..." she blushed, something she'd never been seen doing by the public.

"My name isn't Amber foxxx, thats my stage name I took up when I was stripping. My real name is Veronica... Don't laugh now.... Spitznogle. Yea... I'm Jewish. And truth be told kinda ashamed of what I do... until now." she smiled kissing him again, then cuddled into him "You really rocked more than my world Trystan."
 
He smiled widely, turning to suppress a yawn. "I'm glad... Veronica." Another yawn rose in his throat, and he forced it back down. "Uhm..... well, I really am glad." He looked into her eyes. "And, to think I was just a cameraman." He planted butterfly kisses. "I'm happy. It's not just the sex, but...." He pulled back, his eyes twinkling. "I think it might be you." He sighed, laying his head on the pillow, taking a deep breath.

"I can't call it love. Not yet. Too early." He smiled at her, kissing her nose lightly. There was something almost mischevious about his eyes now. "But it's pretty damn close. I just hope you feel the same way." Trystan shrugged, rolling onto his back, hugging her to his side. "Either way, you are kinda stuck with me." He chuckled, relaxing. His sinewy build could be seen loosening up.
 
She cuddled up against him, looking into his eyes and admiring his handsomeness.

"You're more than just a cameraman, Trystan," she smiled "You're so much more to me."

She reached down and pet his member as it deflated. Kissing his lips before sliding her tongue into his mouth.

"I agree, I've... I've not felt this way for anyone in...in a very long time. Before my career I think. But...what about the unicorn?" Veronica frowned "I saw how she looked at you. The sex was a druken stuppour but she really adores you Trystan. I'm just a hollywood hooker... she's the real deal..."
 
Trystan sighed, kissing her back. "Honestly, I didn't really expect the unicorn. Hell, I wasn't even expecting you." He grinned at her, but indecision dominated his features. "So, I don't know what to do really. On the one hand, I've always had a......" He paused, searching for the word. "A crush on you. A huge crush. But then, Jenny and I went to college together....." He used his free hand to rub his head thoughtfully. "It's a tad confusing. I don't know what to do."

His head lolled to the side. "I'd rather not have to choose. Jenny likes you Veronica, although I'm not sure how much, and she likes me. I like the both of you. You like me, and I'm sure you and the unicorn would love each other." His eyes closed. "Not to sound full of myself, but if I choose one, the other might feel hurt. And I don't like causing pain, physical and emotional." Trystan shrugged, slowly opening his eyes. "I'm a softie that way. But..... if I have to make a choice, it would be you. Jenny is supposed to leave for Boston tomorrow to work permanently for a nightclub." He chuckled, nervousness just detectable. "Boston isn't exactly my city. This place is where my home is."
 
Amber Veronica Foxxx's ears perked up and she suddenly became lively. A three-way, one girl one guy, with a real life story? That would be enough to finally push her over the edge! If she could make a three way with trystan and Jenny seem like a competition on camera she could show she has the initiative to her agent. She jumped onto him, her big ass crushing his cock unknowingly.

"TRYSTAN!" she yelled "You're a genius!"
 
The fox was well under way to dreamland when his vixen jumped on him, crushing his cock with her bountiful butt. He moaned loudly, squirming under her as lust threatened to take over. "Veronica, if you want to t-talk, you'll have to move," he squirmed under her again as if to show her what was wrong. When the problem was taken care of, and Trystan calmed down, he propped himself up on one elbow and studied her eyes. "Now, care to explain why I'm a genius? 'Cuz I have no clue."
 
"We hold a competition." she smiled sinisterly and pushing his cock into cum filled her pussy, bouncing up and down in pleasure and joy. "both me...and Jenny, fuck you in a video. The one who makes you cum the most wins you as a boyfriend. Everyone wins!"

She smiled pressing her forehead against his and flicking her ears up as they began to fuck once again spontaneously.
 
Trystan went wide eyed at the suggestion, but just as he was about to voice his concerns, Amber pushed his now stiff cock into her, melting him. He moaned loudly, gritting his teeth and gripping the fox's hips. "I...... want it to be spontaneous." He closed his eyes letting out another moan. She had caught him in a tender moment, bringing out his more submissive side. "I don't... oooh..... don't want to know what hit me." He arched up, slamming into her, pressing his head deep into the pillow. A small yelp of pleasure forced it's way from his throat, his ears lay flat against his head.

"I'll tell her." He groaned, moving his hands to her shoulders and pulling her down so he could kiss her. "But it hardly seems fair, you being a pornstar and all." He nipped at her neck and ears, finally resting at her breasts. His incredibly talented tongue washed over nipples, teasing, tugging. It was hard to believe how many times he'd actually ever...... remembered... having sex.
 
Amber gripped his head and bucked her hips on his hard cock, desperate to make him come more. She moaned out his name and kissed him repeatedly before pressing him back into her bussom to play with her nipples. She gasped everytime he tugged on them, licked them or squeezed her breasts. They were so sensitive. Her body convulsed every time her rammed andteased her ample breasts..

"Oh Trystan," she moaned as she bucked her hips and whispered "You're all mine."
 
He gasped, not able to hold on any longer, and embarrasingly exploded inside her. When she whispered into his ear, it only added to it. He was breathless now, wrapping his arms weakly around her, yawning heavily into her bosom. "I can't do it anymore." His eyes drooped, and it took longer for him to get his breathing under control, adjusting himself into a more comfortable position. "Amber, y-you have more stamina then I do when I'm sober. I apologize." Trystan grinned, rubbing his eyes and rolling over. "Besides, I think we have more filming to do." He cuddled into her, nuzzling into her chest, a smile on his face as he closed his eyes. "If you want a long haul sex competition, get me drunk, or slightly buzzed. 'Till then, g'night." With that, he released a heavy sigh, feeling slightly unsatisfied, but at this point he was too tired to care.
 
Amber's eyes widened and she groaned as her womanhood was filled with the hot creamy fluid so unexpectadly. She arched her back gripping his head and moaning. Her body was convulsing and she felt herself growing closer to an orgasm, she bucked her hips a few more times, trying to milk his cock to shoot every last drop he had available. She sped up biting her lip and grabbing her tits, within a few seconds his orgasm had caused her to cum as well. With a loud scream she arched her back and gripped his ankles with one hand, rubbing her clit with the other as her juices sprayed all over his cock again. Amber leaned down and kissed him, moaning into his mouth and running her hands through his short coppery hair.

"Wow, that....th-that was amazing." she looked up at him and listened to his words of appology. "Duly noted love."

Amber collapsed on him with a bright smile,his softened cock popping out of her cum filled hole. "Goodnight Trystan," she moaned in one final breath before falling asleep.
 
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