The Girl with the Fox Tail [MF]

I went to the costume party as your classic Dracula. The “blah, I vant to suck yer blud” kind. Dance party, music, booze flashing lights. Girls in a variety of slutty costumes. I really didn’t know many people were there. I wasn’t exactly new, I had lived in the town many years before, but most of my older friends had moved or we had drifted.

It was a bit awkward, but I made some conversation, danced a bit, had a Halloween themed drink or four. Then I saw Kim.

Kim was a cute little half-Vietnamese woman from my youth. She was distinctly Asian looking despite being half Caucasian, with the small frame that we tend to stereotype Asian women as having but with a large bust that seemed to defy simple biology. Breasts far too large for her small Asian frame.

The last time I had seen her, I had been 20 and her 15. We had fooled around, but never had sex. She was already a freak then though, just not ready to lose her virginity. I would tell stories about her then if they didn’t make me feel like a pedophile.

This night, she was a fox. Literally and costumedly. Her outfit, a short dress, was bright orange with white trimming. Her nose was painted black and she wore a set of fox ears strapped to her head. Not the cheesy Halloween shop kind, the type one buys at a Renaissance fair for far to much money. Most striking of all though was the tail.

A large foxes tail hung behind her, coming from inside her dress, as if hooked to a belt under the dress, or so I assumed. I was wrong.

We immediately approached and hugged. We chatted. I didn’t know she was in town. She didn’t know I had moved back. I was living there working, she lived an hour or two away and was visiting her parents. We flirted and began to dance.

At first it was the semi-chaste, body to body, but far enough apart to talk and laugh. As the party continued though, our dancing got closer to that of the horny high schoolers, near grinding. As we moved against each other, my hands on her hips, I realized that through her small dress, I couldn’t feel any belt or tether for her tail.

“Kim,” I asked, “how the hell is that tail being held up?”

She looked around for a moment then took my hand and moved it behind her, sliding my hand up her skirt and against her smooth, uncovered ass until I could feel the butt plug. She then moved my hand away.

She giggled, stood up on her tippy toes and gave my neck a small bite. “Rawr,” she said lightly.

Kim wasn’t quite a furry. I don’t think that term fits her . . . interests. I am sure there is a term for her out there somewhere. She was spiritual about it and her sexuality. The fox was her animal totem or spirit guide or who knows what hippy term she used.

“How are you keeping that in?” I had asked her then, surprised she could dance without risking the plug falling out.”

“Skill,” she said, her voice teasing, “pure awesomeness and practice. Plus if it falls out, I bet it would only get me more dates.”

I laughed. That had even been her style as a teenager, pure aggressive openness about her sexual interests.

She told me she wanted to show me something and I hadn’t had a drink in awhile so we left together in my car. The moment we were driving, her left hand was on my zipper. She gave me the address that we were going too and we chatted a bit more as she slowly stoked my cock.

“Each of us is an animal,” she said, her hand getting me hard. “I’m part fox. I’m wild and intelligent. A trickster and a lover. I am passion and adventure.”

I laughed, taking her seriously, but making it clear with my tone that I wasn’t buying it. She just grinned and kept rubbing my dick.

“What am I then?” I had asked her. “What animal am I?”

“I can’t tell you that,” she said, undoing her seat belt and moving to lean over the seats and slide her face to my lap. “But tonight you are a hound chasing a fox.” And with that she took me in her mouth.

I groaned happily, feeling her mouth on my dick, but felt quite nervous. Road head on the high way is one thing. Night time and open road. We were driving through neighborhoods and even at night, I was a bit paranoid. I couldn’t stop her though, her warm mouth on me, sucking and sliding.

She didn’t slow down for the 15 or so minutes of our drive and soon we were on the side of a mountain near a burned out building. I parked the car overlooking a valley with trees.

Kim moved from my cock and got out of the car. I followed her and she led me to a bench. The view was gorgeous even at night. Even though there was an abandoned burned out office behind us, in front we could only see stars and trees. She sat on my lap and we admired the view before beginning to make out.

Soon my hands were on her breasts, but it was cold and we went back into the car. I turned on the motor and the heat and we got into the back seat.

We laid together, kissing and touching. Her dress and my pants came off. My hands and mouth on her breasts. My fingers inside her pussy. Her hands stroking me until finally, she climbed up on me and began sliding her wet slit up and down my cock. Not letting me penetrate her, but letting her clit grind against my length. The feeling was amazing.

Her nose was still painted. Her ears still on and her fluffy tail was sliding up and down my leg.

She kept riding me like that and I lifted my hands to caress her breasts. Her pace slowly became more frantic until she finally reached orgasm. As she came she laid across me, her mouth against my neck panting and as soon as it finished, she only said, “I’m on the pill” and then reached back and slid my cock deep into her. I could feel her fox’s tail on my balls.

She rode me hard, lieing on my chest, panting and moaning. Not trying to achieve orgasm herself, only trying to get me off. Her pussy was warm and tight and the tail on my balls left such an interesting sensation. It wasn’t long before I warned her that I was getting close. I wanted to pull out, even with the pill, I am paranoid of such things, but she grabbed tight to me and with a vigor I couldn’t resist, sped up and soon I was cumming.

When I was done, we moved so that I was on my back and she was laying on top of me. Both of us panting.

We talked a bit longer but she eventually had to go, long drive back to her parents and they were expecting her for something in the morning. We cleaned up and I put a towel on the passenger seat to catch any . . . mess.

I wouldn’t see her again for months.

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