Akiric

90 West Alt

Added 2018-02-06 15:37:55 +0000 UTC

Farm Hand by Kulkum

“This, uh,” the fox began as he looked up at the bunny standing over him, flexing his arms against the ropes that kept him pinned. The act of tying him down had left him feeling a little… Exposed, mostly because his jeans were off his hips, leaving his sheath out in the warm country air. “This isn’t what I figured on when ya'll said you wanted to show me how to tie a knot.”

“Rope tying skills are important to any farmhand,” she drawled playfully, reaching up to pluck the wide brimmed hat from her head as she stood over him. He wasn’t sure if his mouth wanted to go dry or fill with drool at the sight of those toned legs, with hip hugging shorts that were two sizes too small and unbuttoned. “But I hear you foxes are pretty good with knots, yourselves.”

“Well maybe some, but nothing this well tied,” he began, the wordplay flying between his folded ears for a moment before it pulled a U-turn and smacked him in the back of his mind just as she stepped closer. A sweetly feminine scent reached his nose, which twitched madly, and suddenly his mouth decided that drooling was in order as her meaning donned on him. And with it, a slow grin climbed his muzzle, just as the crimson length started to slide free of his sheath and stand at full attention. “It depends on how thick you like your knots?”

“You catch on quick, fox,” the bunny, who was now standing with one foot on either side of his hips, a position that put her delicious scent right in front of his nose. He glanced up as she started to tug at the little strip of cloth that kept her shirt close, her eyes on the rising cock with a pleased coo leaving her muzzle. “Now ‘bout we spend the rest of the day working on getting it just right?”