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Girl Next Door Furri :Wolfking & Yoshie

Wolfking69

Wolfking69

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Apr 7, 2013
Alek is a white tiger furry. He has a beautiful white coat with black stripes. He stands about six feet tall and is well built. He has stunning baby blue eyes that fit his masculine face. And, thanks to his father, hid isn't lacking in the length and girth department either.

Alek woke early one Sunday morning, he rolled over to the loud sound of his alarm clock buzzing. Groggily he beat the alarm clock until the noise subsided. He sat up in his bed, clad only in his boxers. He stretched exposing his claws and his tail. As his routine went he instantly went to the bathroom. He brushed his teeth, and eventually found his clothes. He picked a pair of running shorts and a tight fitting muscle shirt. He once overd himself in the mirror, and plugged in his headphones, leaving the cool air of the house, into the hot summer air. He wasted no time beginning his 10 k run every morning. His tail behind him and blaring heavy metal.
 
Every Sunday it was the same routine with him. She would see him everywhere jogging and running down the street. She could not help but to notice that sleek physique, that slender tone, that muscle body. It was him who got her to do her own little exercise in her mind. Yes, in her mind she envisioned climbing that mountain of pure while lust and taking control of the power within. She bit her teeth as her eyes stayed stuck on him. He was in his own little world and so was she. But her world involved him and her and all of her perverted fantasies.

She was driving her black Rolls Royce down the street and of course when he caught her eye she did not see the red light and she ran it and in doing so almost ran him over. She hit the brakes just in time before all her dreams of dominating his lustfilled body came crashing down. However they were still ruined because now she had to explain to him; face to face why she almost killed him. Winry banged her head on the steering wheel mad at herself for what was about to unfold. She had always wanted to talk to this man... but now because of the circumstances this made this all the more wrong and dangerous. She wanted to be kind, she wanted to be nice to him, damn she even could go as far as saying that she wanted to love him. But now, now, she had to go into caution mode.

She looked up and then around the car hoping he was still in one piece.

“Fuck” She said rolling down the window and opening the door.

“Watch where you’re going…!”
 
He was caught completely off guard by her attempt to kill him, but didn't really care all that much. He noticed her all the time, watching him run. He strolled over to her car, stepping in between the car and the door. He leaned up against it, whipping his face with his shirt, exposing his finely toned chest and abdomen. He knew immediately who it was and smiled at her.

"Well jeez chica, if you wanted my attention all you had to do was call, not try to hit me with your car."

He took a big swig of his water, letting himself rest against the car. His clothes left absolutely nothing to the imagination. Hell, he was even purposely flexing his muscles just to show off a little. He looked down,

"Ehh no harm no foul. Say, what are you doing tonight? There's gunna be a big party at my house and you're invited."
 
She was caught off guard, surely he was jesting. Surely he was pissed. But surely he was fine…Winry’s eyes trailed from the man’s neck to his biceps. The boy was so cut she could damn there draw his outline. Her mind wandered, his legs, the way he just so rudely ignored her asinine attempts at being mean. He was a bad boy that was nice to her. He always seem to ignore any other woman who came his way. Especially the young girls that wanted nothing and were really out for something other than what he wanted.

“Well…” She stammered. It was not like her to stammer and stutter over her words. Then once she regain her composure she turned back on the mean face and scoffed. “A party huh Innocent? What’s an old woman like me going to do at a young man’s party? I’m probably twice your age and I just wouldn’t fit in…” She glared at him trying hard not to bite her bottom lip as she occasionally stole glances at him back and forth. “But if it would please you… I’ll be your escort --- but remember, you are escorting a woman! Not one of these… excuses of a diva out here. What are the details and what should I wear?” She stopped her sentence and then realized what he said with his Latin accent.

“I don’t have your number Innocent and even if I did I don’t want to call past your curfew.” Winry always made fun of his age even though she didn’t know exactly how old the boy was but it didn’t matter to her she wanted him and she was determined to get him. The thing was, Winry liked to play games and this man was willingly to accept her but alas she could not make it easy… that would make her in a sense easy.
 
Alek smiled, ignoring her attempts to brush him off. His ancestors were apex predators and the instinct to obtain what he wanted had never faltered. She was playing hard to get and that was thrilling to him. He quickly produced a piece of paper from his pocket, either a receipt or just a piece of paper and jotted down his number along with his name. He folded the paper in half and held it out for her, stretching his biceps.

"Here ya go." He smirked, and I'm no youngster miss." He paused for a moment and smiled, " I just turned 21, so stop worrying your gunna get in trouble with a minor. I've been legal for quite some time."

He dropped the piece of paper in her lap, "Hope I see you there," and he turned about and continued his run, picking up the pace again.

He had always admired her, the way she tried so hard to tease him. She would dance on her balcony while he played mindless video games. Of course, he did notice her, and he would have a smile on his face every time, but he dared not let it show. He would just let her dance, and please himself to the unholy thoughts of her after.
 
Damn him….

She smirked and took the number. She didn’t leave yet; shit she couldn’t that ass in her rear-view was too hypnotizing, too enticing, too damn good! She grit her teeth and held herself, imagining those arms, those big strong arms holding her at night. Her nipples were as hard as diamonds; her breathing labored and biting her lip. She imagined him all over her every which way. Every dirty fantasy she thought about he could fulfill. Damn him and his muscles. She couldn’t say no. She wanted to stand him up but imagining something else standing up in it’s place. She took a deep breath as her hands found their way between her legs, her nipples now protruding out of her black dress.

Honk!

A car had pulled up behind her signaling her to go and get out of the way. She growled and then drove back home. She looked back to make sure he was there but alas he was not there. She got out of her car and headed into the house. She took a bath and tried hard not to touch herself. It was hard. She ran through the house upstairs and down looking through all 3 of her closets she had time but no idea what to wear. She had to think, she had to plan, she had to look nice. She wanted to make all the other woman jealous. No, she just wanted him to stare at no one else but her. She smiled looking in the mirror. She had a party to get ready for.
 
Alek raced home, his heart was pounding in his chest. He finally worked up the nerve to ask her out, and he did it on a pretty big night too. The party tonight was just that, a party, and he was throwing it for the hell of it; mainly to get her over. He smiled to himself, heading up the stairs to the bathroom. He had a little idea for a moment. Their bathrooms were right beside each others. He did a double take just to make sure she wasn't in there yet, and began to strip. He was just tall enough that his window showed everything. He stepped into the shower window wide open so she could see. He began to stroke himself in the shower. The warm water providing perfect lubrication. He quickly grew to full length. He kept watching her window waiting for her to come into her bathroom.

" Common baby come see what daddy's got for you right here."

He was stroking his thick cock right in the view of the window, his head down just enough to see her window but to make it look like he wasn't waiting for her.
 
Winry wanted heads to turn; she wanted to give him a reason to drool. Bathing in vanilla and chamomile lathing up and relaxing in bath beads and putting on honey lotion and coco butter. She was ready. She looked at the dress in the closet. She pulled out the black sultry dress the one that made her red eyes beam. Black always looked good on her it was one of her favorite colors besides purple. Grabbing the dress from the closet she unfolded the towel that was covering her. At this time she was standing on the balcony with the window ajar.

“Finished…” She said as she grabbed her purse and headed next door to his house. She was hesitant to knock on the door, she raised her hand a few times but could not bring herself to knock on the door. She sighed and then closed her eyes. What was she so afraid of? What was it that made her so scared? Was she afraid to look him in the eye? Come to think of it she had never seen his face up close. She could never bring herself to look that far. Finally in a angry protest she knocked on the door. Shit! She had knocked on the door. She looked around, she was hoping no one heard her knock.
 
Alek heard the knock at the door. He was the only one expecting someone to show up. Every else had already brought their dates. He tidied up his black button up shirt, and made sure he grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans that were tight fitting.

He opened the door and his mouth fell open. He was shocked to see Winry in the first place but dressed like this; he was wearing a smile and an equally happy member. He stood there for a good three count before gulping, putting on his game face, and saying, "Common in Winry, you look amazing." He motioned for her to enter, looking her up and down numerous times. He kept thinking to himself, " Holy shit!!! She's fucking beautiful!"
 
Waiting a couple of minutes; the door finally opened. Then she sat eyes on him. He was dressed nicely but still had on jeans. It was formal and in a sense still said he came to party. She blushed when he said that she looked good. It had been a while since someone had said that she looked good. She was hesitant to come in his house, seeing all those people but the smell of food quickly changed her mind.

“You cook Innocent?” She said raising her eyebrow. The house was nice, it was decorated like a bachelor pad but it had a taste of modern to it. “Um… well I’ve never been to a party like this before, not hosted by a man.” She looked away she was blushing but at the same time she was happy.
 
He looked at her tight ass as she walked in. His eyes locked onto her. He mouthed "damnit to hell." Everyone was sitting around listening to bland music. He decided to crank things up a bit. He put in a cd with fast paced pop on it and hit play, cranking up the volume. The people at the part recognized the music quickly and began dancing.

Alek found Winry, took her hand, " You want to dance baby?" Of course he was being sly,just to test the waters.
 
Seduction’s eyebrow raised as she looked at him. She looked around the room, she wanted all eyes on her, but most importantly she wanted his eyes on her. She smiled manically and approached him then she turned; her back facing him her ass on his crotch she grabbed his arms and did a sexy sultry dance only moving her hips to the beat. She grinned as she peered back at him.

“Nice music, I am not a dancer however so I do apologize if I seem a little off beat Innocent.” She giggled. She turned around facing him her hands now in his hands as she shimmied her hips and ass as the beat dropped. “So tell me, what’s the occasion for this party? You don’t seem like the type to have a lot of company, I always pegged you for a lone type of guy. I guess my assumption was wrong huh?” Winry said touching his waist.
 
He shivered as she ground on him, making him flustered. He knew he was beginning to show but he didn't care at all. He was going to let it all hang out tonight, nothing gets held back. He'd been planning on this for a while, having Winry here, with him. He slid her hands up a bit, and placed his hands on her hips. He hand never imagined anything like this, but now his mind was a blur of horrible naughty thoughts.

He leaned his head down into the crook of her neck giving her a playful nip, nothing serious, just messing around. Her skin tasted sweet, and it only made him more anxious. He gave her his best winning smile and continued to dance with her.
 
He smelled sweet. His arms around her were strong, bold. In her arms she felt protected she wanted to stay there as the music just took her away. She paid no attention to his hard on. She already knew that her presence would get him riled up and him giving her attention in both ways was quite fascinating in that aspect.

“So, why this party? Why the attention? All for me? Is this your way of trying to see me? Or is this your way of showing off Innocent? If that’s the case… I am not impressed. All these people here… are they really your friends?” She giggled. Her taunting was stopped by him nipping her neck. She gasped as her arms went around his neck and she purred in his ear. She had never been with a cat before. She had heard all types of exciting and exotic stories; some that made her moist and some that made her climax just thinking about it. Her head flew back as she reveled in the joy that the cat like kiss provided.

“Mmm… do you like how I feel Innocent? Do you like how I taste.” She teased touching the base of his chest and gliding her hand down, down to his abdomen.
 
He looked her straight in her eyes as she questioned him. He couldn't quite the smile off his face and even tried answering a few times, but couldn't quite find the right words. So he completely gave up on trying to talk. He wrapped one of his muscular arms around Winry's tiny waist, and pulled her close to him. His other hand was placed on the back of her neck pulling her in closer. He gingerly leaned in, pressing his lips to hers. He knew it was a shot in the dark but he had to try and break the ice.

As he kissed her his one arm stays wrapped around her and his hand comes from her face trailing down her side, to her perfect roundnass. He let his hand rest there.
 
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