Most people didn't know about 'Final Fantasy' establishment behind an unassuming doorway that, curiously enough, had no door handle. Instead, there was a combination lock. Only those who knew the combination could get inside.

Inside the Final Fantasy establishment was a house of sorts retrofitted for a new purpose. It was set out in an oriental tone, with rice-paper walls hiding the soundproofing built into every room. Even the loudest yells wouldn't reach outside these rooms.

The front desk was no more than a simple low-slung table that a woman dressed a Geisha sat behind, carefully awaiting her clientele.

This was the Final Fantasy establishment. Pokemon entertainment extraordinaires. Among certain circles, they were famous for having everything. Literally, everything. Many people assumed they were an offshoot of an illegal organisation, as whatever Pokemon, of whatever sex you wished, was readily available for a 'session'. And there was no doubting what those sessions involved. Rampant sex.

There were few rules. The 'don't harm' rule was strictly enforced. And sessions were limited one person per room; with a second person able to watch from inside a special room for that purpose for a certain price.

Fee's were non-negotiable; Fifty Thousand a pop. The price increased with demand; to keep the amount of clients down. Mostly, it was the rich businessmen with high-stress lives and secret fetishes for Pokémon that came to Final Fantasy. They would choose their favorite Pokémon, enter the room, and have their every fantasy, within reason, satisfied.

But sometimes, just sometimes, their clientele was a little different. As it was today.

Twenty-one-year old David was a virgin. Having grown up in a country town, he had been sheltered from the fairer sex for much of his life, and was clumsy around women. He preferred to spend time with his Pokémon; but none of the Pokémon he grew up with were, put delicately; sexually attractive to him.

Tauros, Miltank, Skitty. Growlithe. Zebstrika. None of them really appealed to him. He had his favorites, but no way to attain them.

A massive winning streak at the local gambling association and then a tip from the master of the gambling association had led him to Final Fantasy. The place where you lived your final, most taboo fantasies.

He had dialed in the combination, stepped through the door, closed it quietly behind himself, and then stood awkwardly in front of the woman dressed in the blue floral kimono, her white-painted face expressionless.

It had taken him all the courage he had built up in the hour he spent across the road, staring at the door to say the simple two words;

Ninetales. Female.

He had placed his money down on the table in front of the Geisha, who had then waved a hand towards the back rooms, sliding a key across the table to him with the other.

Taking the key, number three, he had gone down the hallway and entered the room through the rather heavy door, closing it behind himself and then sitting awkwardly on the edge of the bed, twiddling his thumbs. A similarly dressed 'Geisha' came in with a tray of tea, setting it on the table next to the bed and then leaving again without a word, while David still waited, quite nervously.

And then, she arrived.

He barely noticed, at first, when the curious nose pushed the door open and the sleek creamy white form slipped into the room on soft, soundless paws.

David blinked, and almost held his breath as he looked the Ninetales over with wide eyes. She was big...so much bigger than he had thought she would be. So much bigger than the pictures on the internet led him to believe. Her fur was resplendent, soft, shiny, and silky, swaying faintly in the tiny air currents of the room.

A giant red bow was affixed around her middle, with the silk band stretching into a kind of harness, curling up around her chest and forelegs, and also down along her hindlegs and up around her tailbase, covering up any 'adult' parts of her body with the firmly-tightened silk. Each tail had a different coloured bow tied around the end, changing colour from fiery red on one side, to dull orange on the other.

David felt his mouth go dry as he envisioned unwrapping his 'present'.

"Nine?" came the soft query, the Ninetales staring at him with those intelligent, sexy red eyes, trying her best to look innocent, as though asking; 'Is this alright?'

David gave a silent nod, eyes still wide, swallowing past the lump in his throat, staring at the Ninetales, feeling his cheeks flush faintly with heat as he realised exactly why he was here...what he was going to do to that ninetales. To the Ninetales that was obviously going to be willing to do whatever he wanted.

It made him shudder, and he slid down off the bed and onto his knees, crawling over closer to the bow'ed up Ninetales, reaching out a hesitant hand, fingertips shifting towards her muzzle.

A faint sound left the ninetales, and she leaned in a little bit to lap her tongue across the males fingertips.

Her tongue was soft, flexible, moist, and surprisingly warm. It was like having freshly ironed velvet moistened with a spray bottle dragged across your flesh, so soft and smooth. It made him shudder faintly, his cheeks flushing even further as he pictured other places that lovely textured tongue could touch.

The ninetales noticed how he reacted to the feel of that warm tongue, and a grin seemed to flit across her sexy muzzle, those beautiful red eyes narrowing as she parted her maw just slightly and suddenly engulfed his index and middle finger in her maw, suckling around them slowly, the hot surfaces of her maw closing all around his fingertips as she suckled on them delicately, letting the textured surface of her tongue grind along the underside of them slowly, eyes staring up at him innocently.

David swallowed hard, his lips parting a little bit as he shuddered, entire form quivering just a little bit as he watched her suckling at his fingers, unable to help but picture her using that hot muzzle on another part of his body, a certain part of his body that was, understandably, starting to rapidly swell to eager attention.

Swallowing again past the lump his his throat, David gently tugged his fingers out of her maw, and the Ninetales grinned, lapping at them as they were drawn free, licking her lips for a moment and then just staring at him, her tails slowly swirling back and forth. With a faint sound, he edged closer to her, laying a palm between her ears and starting to stroke down her form, from the base of her ears towards the base of her back, just above her tailbase, marveling at her fur.

The creamy golden fur of the Ninetales was impossibly soft, silky and thick against his fingertips, with a fiery warmth underneath the fur that radiated outwards, leaving her fur feeling like silk cloth that had just been steam pressed. He couldn't help but shift closer to her and lean in against her, burying his face in against the furry warmth of her flank, wrapping an arm around her to hold her close, his nose buried in her fur, inhaling the hot scent of Ninetales, while his cheeks were brushed repeatedly by that impossibly soft golden fur.

Shaking hands began to caress her, up and down, rubbing across her stomach and back slowly, finding his breathing increasing in intensity as he stroked a hand towards her hindquarters, following the line of the red ribbon that curled up between her legs, pushing towards her covered cunt. He knew what he was there for; knew that she knew it too, was expecting it, anticipating it, but it still took him a few moments to gather enough courage to let his fingertips slip those last few inches backwards, to that covered entrance, pausing, before he held his breath and just rubbed it up against the ribbon-covered cunt with a delicate touch of a fingertip.

A faint sound left the Ninetales, and David jerked his hand back, staring at her with wide eyes, afraid that he'd done something wrong. The Ninetales raised a brow at him, and then snorted slightly, leaning up to nudge him with the side of her muzzle for a moment, breathing a warm stream of air over one of his ears, and then lapping at his earlobe heatedly, reassuring him.

Swallowing hard, his mouth suddenly as dry as a krokorok's den, he slipped the hand back up to the junction of her furry thighs, index finger following the line of the ribbon, along the edge of it, until he felt the swell of the Ninetales cunt under the fabric. Feeling his heart pounding in his throat and head, he pressed his fingertip against that tight cunt again, less hesitantly then last time, actually putting some pressure against it, causing the silk ribbon to slide back and forth slightly against the curve of the tight vulpine pussy it covered, making the fox pokemon squirm slightly against him, hindlegs spreading a little bit further.

Encouraged by the lack of resistance, and the hot rush of exhalations against his arm, he rubbed his fingertip against her a little bit more, working it up and down slowly while rubbing the pad in a gentle circle as though trying to make the outter surface of the ribbon covering her cunt shiny.

Panting breathlessly, he let his fingertip slide up and down her tight cunt through the fabric, tracing its outline with a heavy shudder, before he realised what he was actually doing.

He was rubbing an actual Ninetale's cunt through the fabric of a silk ribbon. A silk ribbon that was wrapped around her. A gift. A gift to him. And he actually had his fingertip against that tight cunt, rubbing against her. His erection throbbed wantonly at the realisation, and he had to try his hardest not to shove his free hand down his pants and just jerk off furiously.

The Ninetales seemed to notice his little problem, and grinned, lowering her front a little bit more and lifting her tails, spreading her hindlegs a little further, nuzzling her cheek against his side, even as a faint hint of moisture, hot and steamy, began to seep through the ribbon, darkening it.

He was actually turning her on?

His heart thudded violently in his throat as he felt those firm cuntlips actually swelling under his touches while moisture welled up from between them, making him shudder violently, while he ineffectually tried to sneak a hand into his pants to work at the turgid length of his cock. Of course the Ninetales noticed what his hand was doing, and she gave a teasing 'Niiiiine.' at him, wiggling her rump a little bit, before seeming to grin mischievously, before she lifted to all fours properly again, slewing around slowly, and then lowering her front, arching her back and straightening her hindlegs to put her rump at the most advantageously angle, her tails flicking and then flaring over her back, revealing her covered cunt to him.

He could actually see the outline of it against the silk ribbon, the swollen, slick lips visible against the red silk ribbon, especially as the lifting of her tails was exerting upwards pressure on the part of the ribbon that curled around the base of her tails, causing it to hug the curves of that wonderful cunt even tighter. There were a pair of bows, one on either side of her tailbase, obviously there for easy access. Once they were undone, the botton part of the ribbon would just fall free.

David couldn't even swallow now, and he just stared, his mouth slightly open. If his mouth wasn't so dry, he was sure he'd be drooling.

And then the ninetales lifted her head to peek at him over her shoulder, licking her chops seductively for a moment, before giving a soft, heated; 'Taaaales...' in his direction, wiggling her rump, giving him a smouldering glare that sent his libido through the roof.

It was obviously time to unwrap his present.

Panting hard, he reached forwards to grab the first of the bows, unconsciously holding his breath, gripping the edges of it and tugging it open, swallowing audibly.

The string fell, and the slight weight of it caused the ribbon covering her cunt to turn and fold slightly, still held up on one side of her tailbase, but now hanging loose on the other side, causing it to reveal a heart-stopping sliver of the ninetales tight cunt to him. It wasn't much, just the plump, firm edge of her pussy, stopping just before the point where he would be able to see the short golden fur fade into hairless pink flesh. He could even see a faint dribble of the Ninetales own liquids slicking the fur, and he began to feel faint, the world spinning crazily as he tried to catch his breath, unable to help but stare.

A smug 'Nine...', a wiggling of the lovely creamy hips, and a widening of the Ninetale's stance broke him out of his reverie, and he blinked once, shuddering.

"Y-yeah." he mumbled, lifting shaking fingertips to the other bow, his hands shaking so hard that it took three tries to get the bow in a firm enough grip to tug it open.

And then the ribbon just peeled away from the tight vulpine cunt, and the Ninetales herself grinned, lifting her rump a little bit higher for his viewing pleasure.

David could only stare at the tight, hot entrance, his eyes wide and helpless, following the contours of her form, drinking it in. The plump outer lips of her cunt were spread a little bit, the swelling holding it open and presented, with a thick dribble of her own liquids drooling from the centre of them. He could see everything; the moisture, the plump curves where soft creamy outer lips met flushed pink cuntflesh.

He snapped out of his reverie after several long moment, aware that the Ninetales was watching him over her shoulder, a single ear pricking up at him and a brow raised in lazy query, even as he became aware that he had tugged his rigid member out of his pants at some point, with his hand squeezing around it almost impossibly hard.

Shuddering a moment, he fixed his attention back on that tight Ninetales cunt that was fully exposed to him, giving a faint whimper in the back of his throat, as he leaned forwards on his left hand for balance while his right began to jerk off his turgid cock in rapid, hard motions, swiftly stroking the throbbing member. He had to cum. Had to. He was so hard it hurt.

A smug grin came from the Ninetales, and she merely spread her legs further, arching her back a little bit more to present that tight, hot cunt to his view a little better, watching over her shoulder as he stroked himself off hard and fast, her eyes following the motion of his hand as she licked her chops hungrily for a moment.

David could already feel his orgasm coming, having never been this turned on in his life, panting breathlessly and clenching his eyes closed as he felt the tightness about to snap.

A sudden pressure and prickling sensation on his wrist made him stop, and he whimpered helplessly as he felt the Ninetales tugging his hand away from his cock with her maw, nosing it aside. his eyes opened, just in time to register that she was no longer bent over, presenting that wonderful cunt for him, and just in time to see her part her jaws and shove her hot muzzle over his cock until it bumped the back of her throat.

Hot tightness consumed him, and an instant, rolling suction started up, while the Ninetales immediately began to work her muzzle, bobbing it on his cock, closing her mouth tightly down around his cock and grinding her tongue along the underside enticingly.

David came almost instantly.

His hands gripped her shoulders and her chin respectively, and as he felt that hot tightness engulf his member, he couldn't help but thrust his hips into the sensation, thudding his cocktip against her maw. The Ninetales didn't seem to mind at all, just suckling around him harder, and he arched and cried out to the ceiling as he came harder than he had ever came before.

The thick cock was almost buried in her throat when it exploded, jerking hard against the tightness encompassing it before sudden heavy pulses of gooey cream spilled from the tip, jetting down her throat in thick rushes.

She swallowed reflexively a few times, audibly gulping as hot streamers of cum were poured into the back of her muzzle again and again, her swallowing causing an intense suction around the end of the cock buried in her maw.

The intense heat of her tongue working at him, the rolling suction of her swallowing, the hot surfaces squeezing all around his cock; it was all too intense for David. His back arched and he cried out, unable to process thought as she swallowed his spunk, his eyes going wide and wild as he gripped around her muzzle tightly and tugged partway out of her maw to save himself from the far-too-intense stimulations of her swallows, holding her muzzle tightly in place as he jerkily shoved his cock in and out of it throughout the rest of his orgasm, bursting hot gushes of spunk into her maw and across her tongue again and again.

Every time he drew back, a heavy burst of his spunk would spill across her tongue, filling the tight space of the squeezing maw his cock had just vacated, only for him to shove back in again, causing the thick rushes of the spunk he had just deposited to spill in heavy streamers from the edges of her maw, drooling in slick ropes from her muzzle, spilling out of it like if you pushed a cork into a shot glass filled with whipped cream.

He rutted her tight, hot maw several times, causing more and more cum to drool from her muzzle, making an absolute mess of her before he tugged back hard, cock springing free of her hot mouth, pulsing hard at the air and spilled several more spurts of her nose and face, giving it the same kind of decoration that now slicked her chin and lower jaw.

David panted hard, his head swimming, the world tilting crazily around him as he tried hard to catch his breath and return it to a normal rate, his heart pounding so hard he thought it was going to make his head explode.

The Ninetales didn't help at all, as the first thing she did when he looked down at her was rumble heatedly and tilt her head up towards him, letting her muzzle fall open.

Heavy gushes of spunk still coated her tongue, drooling between her teeth and making her maw an absolute mess, starting to slowly seep down the edges of her maw.

Grinning, she closed her muzzle and swallowed hard for a moment, watching him with smouldering eyes before opening her maw and popping her tongue out, letting him see the cleaned maw.

David whimpered faintly, watching this delightful sight for a moment, before collapsing onto his side, sprawling out heavily and panting hard, trying to catch his breath, eyes closed and breathing rather shallow, replaying the events of the last few minutes over and over in his head. He had just muzzlefucked a Ninetales. A willing, naughty Ninetales who had quite eagerly swallowed his spunk. It was a dream come tree to him, a realisation of a long-help fantasy.

He arched and cried out faintly as he felt a hot velvet tongue lapping at his messy cock, and then the sensation of a hot muzzle closing around it, before a slow, rolling suction started around it, the ninetales cleaning him with happy little suckles, enjoying the taste of his pheremone-laden spunk.

The Ninetales withdrew with a faint pop! of suction, making David arch hard and hiss faintly at the sensation on his over-sensitive length, clenching his eyes for a moment before blinking them open to peer down at her, panting faintly, watching her lick her lips, before curling around to lave her tongue slowly across her own cunt.

His eyes went wide and his breath caught in his throat, watching that soft pink tongue gliding over the even softer, swollen outer lips of her cunt, spreading that slick moisture around and making the Ninetales herself purr and squirm faintly, her tailtips fluttering while her ears pinned back, closing her eyes and enjoying the simple sensation of lapping at herself.

He could only stare, watching as the beautiful creamy gold fox lapped at herself right in front of him, her hindlegs splayed wide to present the entirety of her body to him, her tails fanned and spread out, twitching faintly as she tongued at her own drooling cunt, velvety pink tongue sliding along hot, moist cuntflesh. Grinning, her red eyes met his own, and she lifted her head a moment to give a sultry, questioning 'Nine?', her ears pricking upwards, eyes narrowing as she laid back and watched him for several long moments.

Swallowing hard a moment, David shifted over closer, lifting a hand to trail down the Ninetale's form, stroking over her soft, furry chest, kneading his fingers against the muscles underneath affectionately, letting his eyes trail down her form to that heated entrance, now wet with her own saliva and the slick liquids slowly welling up out of it.

The ninetales watched him coquettishly, all of her beautiful tails twitching and fanning and she relaxed back, content with just watching him. Her hindlegs spread further, giving David full access to her body, her back arching a little bit to expose herself at the most advantageous angle, the taught muscles under her smooth, luxurious fur causing the tight ninetales cunt to become slightly spread, revealing the moist, shiny pink flesh hidden between the plump, soft outer lips.

David swallowed hard, entranced by the sight of the beautiful ninetale’s cunt so willingly put on display for him. Swallowing hard, he gently slipped his hand lower, flattening his palm against the desirable fox’s stomach, feeling the impossibly soft fur flattening under his caress, as his fingers got closer and closer to the glistening, plump cunt.

“Nine?” came the query from the ninetales as she grinned at him, shifting slightly and fluttering her tailtips against the bed, lifting one of her paws to press on his wrist and push it between her legs.

David sucked in a breath as his fingers contacted the heated ninetales cunt for the very first time. It just didn’t compare at all to touching it through the ribbon. The firm ribbon had given it a soft, smooth texture; but now it was perfect. The outer lips were plump and soft, swollen slightly with blood and hot. It felt like freshly ironed clothes moistened with a spray bottle.

Shuddering, David began to gently rub his fingertips back and forth over the swollen ninetales cunt, his mouth parted slightly as he breathed hard. His free hand automatically slipped down to grip his reawakened member, beginning to stroke at it slowly as he watched with wide eyes at the sight of his fingers spreading and caressing the tight, heated cunt.

David held his breath as he shifted his fingers down lower on the ninetales cunt, gently pushing his index finger up against the base of the heated entance, slowly working it back and forth. Her outer lips spread easily for his finger, allowing his fingertip to caress the impossibly soft inner flesh, moist and shiny with her liquids and her own saliva.

Swallowing hard, David took a shaky inhalation and exhalation, gently rubbing his fingertip up and down between the plump outer lips, working against the impossibly soft inner flesh, before he shifted and began to press forwards with his hand, slowly sinking his index finger into the tight, hot cunt.

The ninetales crooned softly and arched a little bit as the finger pressed against her with a gentle pressure, slowly pressing in more firmly with each passing second, until her resistance to its entry just faded. David sucked in a breath as he felt her inner flesh suddenly spread and allow his finger to slide into the heated, gripping tunnel of her moist cunt. Firm, rhythmic clenches squeezed his finger, and he swallowed hard again as he pressed it deeper inside, feeling it sliding through impossibly hot, gripping cuntflesh until it was buried in her to his knuckle.

“O-oh god...” David murmured breathlessly, eyes wide, staring at the point where the beautiful ninetales’ cunt was stretched around his fingertip, liquids slowly drooling from it to spill from around where his finger was embedded, drooling down over the base of her nine beautiful tails and the depression of her tight tailhole.

“Nine,” the ninetales stated smugly, watching him, grinning mischeivously, rolling her hips ever-so-slowly against the stimulation of the finger buried inside her.

With a shudder, David drew his finger back, and then thrust it into her body gently, groaning softly and biting his bottom lip as he felt her tight, hot depths spreading and clenching at his moving finger. Looking up to her face for a moment, and then back at her moist cunt, he gently slipped his finger out of her, slick with her moisture, and then pressed both his insex and middle finger against the plump cunt, pushing firmly.

It took a little more force this time to spread the hot, tight cunt to accept two of his fingers, her plump lips spreading around them and her inner depths cinching down around the digits as he slowly sank them into her body, shuddering and staring at the delightful sight.

David was almost painfully hard again now, despite the fact that he came in her muzzle a few minutes previously. He groaned as he worked his member rapidly, thrusting slowly with the two fingers into the tight ninetales cunt.

Without warning, David slipped his fingers back, and then rolled between the beautiful fox’s legs, hands lifted to hold her inner thighs, spreading her hindlegs and holding them open as he laid a heated kiss against the top of her quivering, hot cunt.

A low groan of surprise left the ninetales, and she whimpered faintly, spreading her hindlegs further for him and arching her back, displaying her heated cunt even better to him.

The spicy, hot taste and scent of the ninetales cunt overwhelmed David’s senses as he eagerly laid his lips against her and laved his tongue down over the base of her tight entrance, letting his tongue press up against her, feeling her burning hot inner flesh against his tongue.

His thumbs shifted to rest on her inner lips, and he spread her tight cunt deliberately, exposing hot pinik inner flesh to his gaze, before he groaned and leaned in to lap at it, making the ninetales squeal in surprise and arch slightly, her tailtips quivering against the bed.

David paused in his motions, his hips giving a slow shift, grinding his achingly hard member against the bed, and he panted up at her, watching her for a long moment.

“Nine?” came the query from the ninetales, wondering what he was thinking, her head tilting and ears perking.

“W-whatever I want, right?” David asked, his mouth dry and hips still grinding against the bed impotently.

A nod came from the ninetales, and she grinned at his mischeivously.

David swallowed helplessly past the sudden lump in his throat, and shifted a hand to lightly lay on her stomach, stroking his palm across it slowly. He looked up at her nervously, his breathing increasing in speed and intensity as he whispered, “M-may I...u-uhm...use my fingers...u-under your tail?”

The ninetales stared down at him blankly, her head tilting slightly to one side, and David winced inwardly, sure that he had ruined the mood by asking for something she didn’t like.

A naughty grin slowly stretched across the ninetales’ muzzle, and she locked eyes with him before nodding slowly, spreading her hindlegs even further in invitation.

David sucked in a breath and held it, shuddering, staring up at her, heart beating in his ears. He shifted his attention back to her tight cunt, and kissed at her clit once slowly, before slipping his tongue out to trail over it. The wet fingers that had previously been buried in her cunt slowly slipped down to find the base of her tails, before sliding up along the line of her rump to find the depression of her tight tailhole. It was already slick with her own liquids, and his fingers were wet with her moisture, ready to ease into her.

He stared up at her for a long moment, as though to ask if she was sure. The ninetales watched him, red eyes narrowing, before she nodded, licking her lips lasciviously.

David took a deep breath, holding it as he began to gently suck on the ninetales clit, grinding himself into the bed helplessly as he began to press forwards with his index finger, finding the entrance to her tight tailhole. He worked his finger in a slow swirling motion against the tight entrance, trying to ease it open, finding it much harder to penetrate than her hot, tight cunt. Swallowing hard, he shifted, and then pressed his finger against her hard, twisting it to overcome her resistance.

The tight ring of her tailhole spread for his finger without warning, and David suddenly found himself with his finger buried to the second knuckle in the ninetales’ right rump. A low groan left the vulpine, and she arched her back slightly, tailtip quivering.

David kissed at her clit again and shuddered as he felt her tight tailhole squeezing around his finger. If her cunt was hot, her tailhole was even hotter, and tight. It was difficult even working his finger into her, the tight resistance fighting him every step of the way as he slowly worked his finger into her rump up to the knuckle.

He continued to grind his hips impotently into the bed as he went to work on the ninetales, laving his tongue against her tight cunt and suckling at her clit, even as he worked his finger delicately into her tight rump, thrusting it back and forth in time with the motions of his tongue.

Hot, slick, spicy liquids drooled from the ninetales’ quivering cunt, and she yipped faintly in delight every time his finger pressed to the base in her rump, heated pants leaving her quivering maw.

David was beginning to find it hard to breath. He was going down on a ninetales, and was working his finger into her rump, while she enjoyed it. Each time his finger pressed deep inside her hot tailhole, her felt her cunt spasm eagerly against his tongue and lips, drooling more of her slick liquids.

He just couldn’t handle it any more, he had to fuck her.

David slipped his finger from her tight rump, and then crawled up her body, kneeling over her, knees on either side of her lovely tails, eager cock bobbing in front of her tight cunt, throbbing intensely. “I-I need to fuck you...”

A low, seductive ‘niiiine~’ left the ninetales, and she wrapped her forepaws around his shoulder, arching her back and pressing the hot, puffy lips of her cunt against the underside of his eager cock, working her hips back and forth to rub her slick liquids along the underside of it, coaxing him to fuck her.

David gave a helpless groan, and then gripped the ninetales, pushing her into the bed forcefully, and then shifting, aligning the tip of his eager cock with her tight cunt, and then shoving his hips forwards.

Hot, slick, soft depths spread for his intrusion, and he gasped, giving a helpless shudder and groan as he felt her burning hot depths spreading around him until half of his eager length was buried inside her. The ninetales herself arched and cooed as well, spreading her hindlegs wide for him and arching her back as her soft depths squeezed and suckled at his throbbing member.

A low moan left David as he gripped the ninetales’ hips and began to fuck her hard. He didn’t waste any time with taking it slow, being gentle, or letting her get used to it. The build-up followed by the hot sensations of her depths squeezing around him like that, burning hot and oh-so-soft, just made him lose completely control.

In just two rapid thrusts, he had overcome her tightness to bury himself entirely in her tight cunt, feeling her soft outer lips pressed around the base of his throbbing cock. Hot slicks of her liquids drooled from around his cock as he worked just a tiny bit back and forth, burying his face in the soft fur of her chest.

Already, he was sweating, a byproduct of the hot vulpine form against him and the sudden rapid motions against her. Already, he could feel himself ready to blow in her tight cunt. The slick liquids drooling from her, the burning hot flesh squeezing and clenching around him, the perfect friction of her wet flesh sliding around it...It was almost impossible not to just come immediately.

With a groan, he began to fuck the tight ninetales in earnest, gripping around her middle and burying himself in her over and over again, rutting her tight cunt as hard and as fast as he could, feeling each of his thrusts pushing out dribbles of her wetness to slick her tailbase.

Panting hard, David pulled back and stared between the ninetales legs, watching her tight cunt convulsing and drooling the slick liquids slowly over her tailbase and that tight tailhole as well. Images of fucking her tight rump flashed through his mind, and he shuddered, stroking at his stiffened member with a hand, staring.

“Nine?” came the question from the ninetales, as she shifted slightly to watch him.

Mouth suddenly dry, David lifted his gaze to meet her own, and his cheeks flushed warmly as he stuttered; “I-I want t-to fuck your tailhole...c-can I? Please?”

Of course, he could have just demanded that she let him fuck her tight tailhole. He could have just done it without asking first; but he wasn’t that kind of person.

She stared at him for a long moment, eyes slowly narrowing, a grin slowly stretching her muzzle. After a moment, she nodded with a naughty grin, and then spread her legs wide for him, giving a seductive ‘Niiiine...’

Panting heavily, David shifted closer to the ninetales again, and then pressed in close to lay the tip of his eager member against her cunt, rubbing it back and forth slowly, getting it slick with her liquids, before sliding it down further, to the tight tailhole. He looked up into her eyes nervously, and she wrapped her forelegs around his neck, pulling him close so she could lave her tongue heatedly against his nose, grinding her hips towards him.

David groaned and took the offer, rolling his hips as he did, feeling the tip of his slick member find the tight clenched tailhole, pressing against it firmly, beginning to slowly press it open. With a shudder, he thrust his hips gently, and gasped aloud as he spread her tight rump and the tip of his eager cock just slipped right in. It was so hot inside her tight tailhole, hot and tight.

Shuddering, he gripped her middle and then rolled his hips against her, baring his teeth as his eager cock sank slowly into her tight rump, stretching her around it, making the ninetales arch and groan in delight, rocking her hips against him in counterpoint.

“Y-you like it?” David asked breathlessly, staring up at her.

The ninetales nodded down at him, licking her lips seductively and rolling her hips against him imploringly.

“O-oh f-fuck...” David muttered helplessly. It was just so hot, in a figurative and literal sense. Her hot, tight tailhole was squeezing around him, and she was enjoying it, coaxing him onwards, which was just impossibly arousing to him.

With a helpless groan, he gripped her hips and began to thrust, burying his face in her chest against and working his hips against her, thrusting hard into her tight rump. The ninetales arched and yipped in delightl, squirming and spasming as he hilted inside her, stretching her around the entirety of his eager cock.

Panting hard, David began to fuck her in earnest, shifting his weight and then working his hips against her in a flurry, burying himself deep inside her tight rump, sliding back, and then thrusting forwards again, working the eager length of human cock into the ninetales’ tight tailhole.

Reflexive spasmed rolled through the nientales form each time David hilted inside her tight ass, echoed in the quiver of her tight cunt that drooled slick liquids down over his thrusting member, easing his passage into the burning hot rump.

The ninetales began to arch and quiver, spasming reflexively against him, her stomach muscles rippling under her smooth fur, and David realised that she was going to come. She was going to come from having him fucking her tight tailhole and nothing else.

David couldn’t help it, he had to come, then and there.

Shifting his weight, David drove into the tight ninetales almost violently, shoving his hips against her own with a fervent, needy pace, his entire member aching and throbbing, before he came hard, not even ceasing in his rough thrusts as he spilled inside her.

The ninetales cried out, yipping to the ceiling and arching as she felt the hot bursts suddenly spilling into her tight rump, the sensation setting her off. She shuddered and arched reflexively over and over as slick liquids spilled from her cunt again and again, a low howl of delight rolling from her quivering muzzle.

David bared his teeth and thrust hard into the tight ninetales’ ass over and over again as he came, feeling her hot rump squeezing around him as she came, cinching down impossibly tight. Gooey bursts of spunk splattered across her insides, filling her tight, hot rump again and again, even as David continued to fuck her. But the tightness of her squeezing rump meant that each of his thrusts just forced out the slick spunk he was pumping into her, the gooey liquid drooling from around his pumping cock and making a mess of her tailbase.

After several more long moments of utter bliss, David heaved his hips against her and just stayed there, buried inside her to the hilt, pumping the last of his gooey spurts into her hot rump. The ninetales gave a low rumble and leaned up to lick distractedly at his face, her tails twitching and thudding against the bed slowly.

A shaky-legged David emerged from the Final Fantasy establishment. Already, he was estimating how much money he had left.

One thing was certain, he was going to be a repeat customer.