Premium Guest Star Story: Knot Your Regular Date Night

Dating apps were the worst; they had predatory algorithms that were designed to get you to spend money on them, hammered down on any existing self-esteem issues, and let you know once and for all exactly who liked you back or not. They were unhealthy to have in life, like most forms of modern social media. But that didn’t stop Alex from swiping left and right on her phone screen in apps like Tinder and Bumble, the technology was there, why not use it, right? 

The longer the tigress used the app, the more she felt bad about it. There were so many "crypto bros" and people there just to promote their social media pages that it was exhausting. She was getting tired of matching with a hottie showing off his abs only to be sent a link to their OnlyFans. If she wanted to pay to see abs, she could go to a male strip club, maybe one with big hunky tiger dudes like the ones in Zootopia. Those usually came with a more up-close and personal lap dance type of thing, too, not just thirst trap JPEGs and videos on a screen. She knew the negative effect that the app had on her, but she still swiped left, right, left, and right as the guys and girls popped up on her screen to be judged. She swiped right over and over on those she was interested in, with almost none of them having done the same back. She was particularly disappointed when a tiger she found extremely attractive did not do the same for her. She let out a sigh, dropped her phone to her side, and buried her face into her pillow. She hated how dating apps made her feel, but the jealousy she felt when she saw her friends having success with it always had her crawling back to give them just one more chance.

But she was done; Swiper no more swiping! It was time to uninstall, she thought. That was until she heard the familiar sound of someone matching with her. 

‘Badoop-ding!’

The tigress's eyes shot open, and she forgot all about considering deleting the app as she reached for her phone and brought it up to her face. "Congratulations! You just got a new match!" The notification on Alex's phone had her a little excited, and she reopened the app in record time. A lot of thoughts ran through her head as she wondered which one of the hunks she had swiped right on had liked her enough to swipe back. When the app launched, Alex's eyes locked onto her screen as it left a soft bluish-white glow on her face. It took a few seconds for the profile of her new match to load, but when it did, her eyes widened, and she chewed on the side of her finger as she stared. The guy she had just matched with was an arctic fox, and the first picture on his profile was one of him topless, in slacks, and what looked like his button-up shirt draped over his shoulder. He was a hottie, well-built, muscular, and toned, but not excessively so; enough for her to use those abs as a somewhat effective washboard if her washing machine was ever out of service. Her excitement stifled for a moment as she considered the possibility of him being another one of those OnlyFans models looking for new subs, but when she saw no sign of a link in his profile, her excitement resumed as she read through his bio.

"Techorb... That's an unusual name." Alex read the guy's name aloud as she scrolled through his bio. He kept it pretty short and sweet, going over his occupation, his favorite food, and what he was searching for on the app. "Pharmaceutical Engineer, pizza, genuine connections..." the tigress read the three bullet points he had on his profile and smirked a tiny bit at the last part. Everything looked good so far, and when she got to the bottom of his page, she reached her thumb over to the speech bubble button to initiate a conversation with him. She had her fingers crossed and hoped that he wasn't going to shill his OnlyFans to her, or worse yet, NFTs or crypto schemes. But before she was able to open up a chat with him, her phone dinged again. Caught off-guard, she almost dropped her phone on her face, a tragedy very narrowly avoided. It was Techorb, the arctic fox she had just matched with. Excited, Alex opened up the conversation to read his message.

Techorb: Hey there, pretty tiger.

No cringey pickup line, just a simple greeting followed by flattery. Classy. Cheesy pickup lines were a dime a dozen, especially with how popular Reddit has made them, so there was something refreshing about a guy just sliding into her DMs in a metaphorical suit and tie. With a smile spread across her face, Alex typed up a reply. The tigress followed in her match's footsteps; she kept it simple and snuck a compliment in.

Alex: Howdy there, handsome fox. 😉 

Her phone made a cute and satisfying tap once her message was sent, and she swiped away from the app, half-expecting to not even get a response from him, as was the case with a lot of matches. But to her surprise, right as she opened up her favorite mobile game, Good Pizza, Great Pizza, Tinder sent a notification, and that addictive jingle rang through her phone's speaker again. Alex couldn't help but tap the notification as soon as it appeared.

Techorb: It’s a pleasure to meet you, Alex. 

The tiger had a dumb and goofy smile spread across her face as she answered aloud, “It’s nice to meet you too, Mr. Fox.” She used his name when she actually sent him a reply of course. 

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A career in the pharmaceutical industry was a dream for many, and while that was true for Techorb, actually having the job came with a lot of stress. Strict deadlines and unrealistic shareholder expectations that led to questionable decisions from upper management were just a few of the problems that came with such a prestigious job. The long hours and having to deal with regulatory pressure, too. The good salary had to come with a catch somewhere, right? But the worst part about his job? Unreliable production partners were always somewhere in the production process. Luckily, the fox was good enough at his job, that from the outside looking in, even the worst part of his job was usually handled in a way that made it look effortless.

Sat in his Herman-Miller chair and staring at the multiple computer screens in front of him, the artic fox furrowed his brow as he went over documentation and plans of what looked like a medication of some sort. His eyes followed the cursor on the screen as he used it as a pointer to highlight text while reading through the document on screen. The more he looked at it, the more furrowed his brows became, and eventually, he leaned back in his chair with enough force to roll away from his desk. He pressed his fingers into his brow to massage it, shook his head, and let out a heavy sigh. After a few minutes, he pulled his hand from his face and stared at his monitors again. But since he was farther away from them now, he mostly just stared at the barely visible bezels that separated each panel. He had been looking at his screens for so long that he didn’t even know what time it was anymore. It was dark outside, and he could hear the soft sound of raindrops tapping against the floor-to-ceiling windows of his high-rise apartment.

“I have a couple more days to go through this and make sure there aren’t any issues…” he said to himself as he rolled his way back to his desk and grabbed his mouse again. He closed all the open windows, shut off his work computer, and let out another sigh as his screens turned black and the glow that they shone onto his face dissipated. He was left at the mercy of the RGB light panels he had installed in his home office as the raindrops against his windows got slightly louder as the sky poured a little harder on the city beneath it. He closed his eyes and savored the dim room and the white noise for a minute before he reached for his phone, which was in his pants pocket. He pulled it out and held it just a few inches from his face to let it scan his face and unlock. Once it unlocked, the screen illuminated his face, making him squint with how bright it was, and he tapped a familiar pink-colored app with a little flame emblem on it: Tinder.

Techorb found dating apps to be fascinating. Like most social media apps and websites, their algorithms were designed to keep you using them for as long as possible. You fed it information about you, and using that, it fed you people that had similar interests, which you then had to either swipe left or right on. The data that it collected from that, is then used to improve the people it shows to you further down the line. He knew the algorithm was predatory, as all social media algorithms were, but he still considered it a good tool to use, especially with how tightly he found himself in the grasp of his job sometimes.

With the app open, he immediately started swiping as he relaxed in his chair. The sound of rain, occasional thunder, and the lights in the room that cycled through the Adobe RGB color spectrum created the perfect atmosphere for looking for a date.

He sped through thirst traps, OnlyFans models using the app as an advertising platform, and obvious crypto scam bots, but stopped to read the profiles of people who seemed genuine. One such profile was a tigress, who had a picture of herself with a cookie hanging out of her mouth as she strummed away at a guitar and looked at the camera as if the photographer who took the photo caught her off-guard. The picture made him chuckle, it wasn’t the most flattering image of her, but it must have worked in getting people to swipe right if it was automatically featured as her first photo out of all of the ones she had. 

“Alex Marx… Now that’s… An interesting last name…” he chuckled to himself. The first thing that came to his mind when he read her last name was a certain popular German, and when he scrolled through to the last image on her profile, he saw a poorly photoshopped image of her face on said German’s body. He snorted and let out a laugh so loud that it challenged the thunder that came crackling down at the same time. He couldn’t stop himself from swiping right on her even if there was a gun held to his head, and when he did, his phone let out a fancy jingle as the “You’ve got a match!” splash screen took over.  A big toothy smile spread across his face as he instantly tapped on the “Send her a message” button. 

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You couldn’t go wrong with picking an Italian restaurant as a date night spot, it was one of the safest cuisines around. While Thai, Mexican, and Indian food were delicious options, they were the Three Horsemen of the Apoocalypse. Date night becomes a lot less romantic when there’s two-tip-tummy-terrorism involved. Plus, having to be excused to make multiple trips to the bathroom was not sexy in the slightest. 

Alex made sure to get to the restaurant early, being someone who valued punctuation in others, she made it a habit to arrive at least 10 minutes early for any arrangements she made. Her mother didn’t raise a hypocrite. Once she was at the restaurant, she texted her date as she headed inside. 

Alex: I’m at the restaurant, ask for the table for Alex when you get here. 

The tigress was greeted by a smiling hostess as she walked into the establishment, “Ciao! Welcome to Nonna Nella,” said the cheerful cheetah with a heavy Italian accent that Alex wasn’t quite sure was authentic. It sounded real, but it very well could have been something she was required to put on as part of her job. She became suspicious of the establishment immediately, but Techorb said it was a good spot, so she was willing to give it the benefit of the doubt. Alex approached the podium where the cheetah stood and smiled. She wiped her slightly nervous sweaty hands on her jeans as her open-toed heels clacked against what was most definitely a real marble floor.

“Hellooooo,” Alex said in a slightly goofy tone. “Reservation for Alex?” 

The cheetah glanced at the screen of the tablet in her hands and scrolled through the reservations for the night. “Just a moment while I check…” Alex tried to peek at her screen to see if she could spot her name in the extensive list that she blew through. But when the cheetah hostess got to the bottom of the list, she furrowed her brow and scrolled all the way back to the top to go through the list again. “I’m sorry, ma’am, but I am not seeing your reservation here.” She gave up on scrolling through the names and instead typed out the tigress’s name on the keyboard. “Let me check again…” she said as she pushed her glasses up her snout and hit the enter key on her keyboard. It took a few seconds for the system to take the input and look through all the reservations in the system, and once it was done, it beeped. The furrowed brow that the cheetah had on her faded away but it was replaced with a pitiful smile as she looked up from her iPad and at Alex.

“I have good news and bad news, Ms. Alex… I found your reservation for two.” The cheetah paused as her expression shifted to that of someone in a very awkward situation. Alex, oblivious to her facial expressions, smiled and tapped her claws against the edges of the podium happily. 

“Yay!” she cheered, pulled her hands from the podium, and did a little hand gesture to celebrate. The tigress’s celebrations only made the cheetah look even more uncomfortable as she broke the bad news. “The bad news is, your reservation is for tomorrow, and we’re fully booked for tonight.” The hostess tried to smile, but it just looked like she was cringing. 

Alex’s celebrations came to an abrupt end and the smile on her face disappeared as she peeked over the podium at the iPad. Her name was there, a table for two, but when she glanced at the date, she saw that it was the 27th. Today’s date was the 26th. 

“Oh.” Was all that the tigress was able to mutter once she realized she made a mistake when she booked the table on the very poorly designed restaurant website. 

The cheetah hostess, who was doing her best, clearly felt bad for the tiger. But there was nothing that she could do. She watched as the tigress’s demeanor shifted to that of a scared kitten as she slouched and took a step back from the podium. 

 “Would you still like to keep your reservation for tomorrow?” the spotted cat asked. The tigress shook her head as she continued to step backward toward the exit of the restaurant. “No, no, you can cancel it. Thank you so much.” The tigress’s voice shook just a little as she turned on her heels and pushed her way out of the restaurant’s double doors. Panicked, Alex pulled out her phone again and quickly tapped her thumbs on her screen to text her date to let him know that she messed up the reservation. Just as she was about to hit send on her sad-face emoji-ridden message, her date arrived in front of her. 

“Alex?” the arctic fox, dressed in a white button-up shirt, a casual black jacket, and jeans gave the tigress a small wave and smiled as he approached her. He had one hand in his pocket and was fiddling with his phone that was in there. 

Alex smiled and gave the white fox a wave as she tried her best to come up with a backup plan now that they didn’t have a table at the restaurant. “Hey! Techorb!” the tigress took a couple of steps forward and opened up her arms to hug him. The hug caught the fox off-guard, but he welcomed it. When the tigress’s chin rested on his shoulder, he rested his on top of her head. His nose wiggled as he took in her scent and his bushy tail waved behind him. A hint of orange and vanilla, like a tasty dessert. The hug went on for just enough for them both to get a squeeze or two in before they pulled away. 

“Should we go inside?” Techorb looked over to the restaurant, then back at Alex with his charming smile still spread on his face. His smile slowly faded away and his brows furrowed when he saw the look on his date’s face, however. The tigress’s smile was toothy, almost forced. She put her hands on the fox’s arms and shook her head. “I’m so sorry about this, but I messed up the reservation and booked us a table for tomorrow.” She let out a nervous laugh. “The website was a little bit harder to use than I am used to.” She rolled her eyes at herself. “Please don’t be mad. I understand if you want to cancel for now.” She added, her smile getting increasingly more uncomfortable as she braced for the worst-case scenario. 

Techorb raised his brows in surprise as he listened to Alex, but he shook his head and let out a laugh when she started apologizing. “No, no, no, it’s alright. I probably would have done the same thing. We can still enjoy ourselves. Maybe we can save this place for a second date.” He said jokingly. 

“Talking about a second date already? We’ve only just met.” The tigress’s expression improved, and her smile appeared a lot more natural. She still held onto the fox’s arms as they stood on the sidewalk in front of the restaurant. 

“I’m an optimist, glass half-full and all that.” Techorb chuckled and brought his hands to touch the tigress gently on her arms, too. He winked at her before he looked around them to see if there was any other place that they could go to or anything else that they could do. “Plus, this place is a little… Pretentious.” He whispered the last word to not offend any of the passersby who were headed in there to wine and dine. Upon hearing the fox call his own restaurant choice pretentious, the tiger let out a laugh and raised an accusatory brow at him. But before she could say anything sassy, the fox raised his hands up and shrugged his shoulders. “Yes, yes, I know I picked it, but I was trying to impress you, sue me.” 

Alex wanted to roll her eyes, but the idea of him wanting to impress her so bad that he picked a pretentious restaurant that he didn’t even enjoy made her feel things. However, she was only able to keep the sass away for so long before she rolled her eyes and shook her head in mock disappointment. “And you said that you liked it because it has good food.” She playfully nudged him on the shoulder. “Lying on the first date isn’t a good first impression, you know that right?” 

The arctic fox shook his head and laughed. “Oh no, they make good food, it’s just… Got that vibe, y’know?” he shrugged his shoulders. 

“Like everyone eating there is in the Illuminati?” the tigress joked. 

“Exactly.” The fox agreed and laughed a little bit more.

Alex let out a laugh, too. It had been a while since she had gone on a date that made her feel like this, and their date hadn’t even technically started yet. She felt butterflies in her stomach as she stared into the fox’s emerald eyes and all she wanted to do was get to know him more. His mention of the Italian restaurant being a little too pretentious for his tastes had her thinking of an alternative. Her expression shifted to that of someone in deep thought and concentration as she weighed out all the options that she knew of, which made Techorb tilt his head to the side at her peculiar expression. 

Her eyes lit up and her expression changed again, this time to that of excitement as she figured out the perfect place they could go for their date. 

“Do you like Shake Shack?” the tigress asked. 

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Shake Shack wasn’t exactly fast-food. Sure, the food was served fast, but it was more of a fast-casual establishment in Alex’s eyes. It was a pricey burger place, but the taste of the Shack Burger with a side of fries and a tasty thick milkshake was definitely worth it. It wasn’t too bad as a date spot, either. In fact, it was such a great date night spot that after enjoying their burgers, Alex and the arctic fox left together and headed back to his place. 

“So, what you’re saying is that if we start dating, I get all the ibuprofen that I want?” the tigress said with a chuckle as she entered the elevator to the fox’s high-rise condo. 

Techorb rolled his eyes slightly as he pressed the button for his floor and waited for the elevator doors to close. “I mean, yeah, we do produce ibuprofen, too, but we do a lot of other drugs that are much more lucrative. You probably should get those instead and start a whole black market.” He turned to look at the tigress as she leaned her back against the wall of the elevator and turned back to watch as the metal sliding doors of the elevator slid closed. Once they closed with a soft metal clink, the elevator started moving up floor by floor, and the tigress lurched at the arctic fox. The fox stumbled back to the other side of the elevator, his eyes wide, his mouth agape, and his tail fluffed up. But when the tigress pressed her lips into his, his tail smoothed out, his eyelids dropped slightly, his arms instinctively looped around her, and his hands rested just above the base of her tail. 

The tigress pressed herself against the taller fox and made out with him. Her tongue slipped out from her mouth and into his and she sucked on his pretty face with such a hunger that it made the white fox wonder if she actually ate anything at the Shack at all. He was sure she did, he even saw her finish her entire milkshake without a single struggle with how thick it was, which he could also taste on her tongue as they Frenched.

After about a minute of kissing, Alex pulled her lips away from Techorbs’, but she stayed pressed up against him with her hands on his chest crumpling and wrinkling his previously immaculately ironed shirt. Her green eyes locked to his and a wide grin spread across her face as her hands wandered south from the fox’s chest toward his pants.

Techorb looked down at the tigress after she pulled away and broke their kiss; his cheeks were red and he felt incredibly hot even though the elevator was adequately cooled. He glanced to his left for a split second to look at what floor they were on; 15, just 35 more to go, then brought his gaze back to his date and gave her ass a nice firm squeeze. The elevator continued to fly through the floors, making zero stops along the way, and before either of them knew it, they had arrived on the fox’s floor. The elevator let out a loud ding to let them know they were at the end of the line and the doors slid open just as Alex’s hand arrived at its destination; the crotch of her date’s pants.

The elevator doors opened up to an empty floor with no one in sight. Techorb let out a sigh of relief, glanced down at the orange hand that cupped over the bulge in his jeans and raised a brow a the handsy tiger in front of him. “Someone’s a little impatient, huh?” he teased before he stepped out of the elevator and led the way to his place. The tigress let out a snort and stood in the elevator watching her date for a few seconds as he swaggered his way out of the elevator before she followed behind him. When she cupped a feel of his crotch, she felt something big, and there was no way she wasn’t going to follow up on it. 

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The door to Techorb’s bedroom burst open like one of those doors on the Titanic in the movie’s flooding scene. As the door swung open, the tigress stepped backward into the room as the fox planted kisses all over her. This time, it was Alex who had been pounced on. Techorb started on her shoulders, then made his way to her neck, then up to kiss her right on the lips as he kicked the door closed behind him and began pulling his jacket off. His jacket fell to the floor, he kicked off his shoes, and started unbuttoning his shirt, all while he took in the tigress’s scent and kissed her over and over. The tigress continued to step backward and deeper into the room until she bumped into a dresser and almost knocked a lamp off the top of it. 

“Shit, sorry.” She apologized in a whisper as she hungrily kissed the fox back, peeled her shirt off, and started undoing the button and zipper on her jeans. She was only able to remove one heel earlier in the hallway and was now clumsily standing in just one of her heels as she undressed. She shimmied her way out of her jeans and kicked them aside before she undid her final heel and kicked that off into oblivion, too. In just her pink bra and matching thong, the tigress was showing almost all of her stripes, and she watched as her date undid his pants, kicked them off, and stood in front of her in nothing but his boxers with a very big bulge in the front. The tigress found herself staring at his bulge, although she wasn’t the only one doing the staring. 

Techorb was staring at the tigress’s tits; moderately sized, supple, and round, the fox wanted nothing more than to plant his face in between them and motorboat them like there was no tomorrow. But he was a gentleman, so respectful staring was all that he was able to do for now. 

With the both of them being rather hot and bothered from the violent kissing as they traveled through Techorb’s apartment, they were left taking in deep and heavy breaths as they stared at one another. After a moment of catching their breaths, they locked eyes again, and their lips locked together, too. Open-mouth, tongue out, all-out saliva swapping, with the tigress grabbing onto the fox’s bulge in his boxers and massaging it while both of the fox’s hands latched onto the tigress’s chest. He squeezed, smooshed, and massaged her tits as he let her tongue explore his mouth and they crept closer and closer to the bed.

Alex massaged the fox’s sheath through his boxers; she squeezed, she tugged, and she rolled his orbs around in her grasp as they got closer to the bed. Once Alex’s legs hit the edge of the bed, they stopped walking but continued to kiss and play with each other’s bulgy bits, only stopping once the fox’s dick was coaxed out of his sheath just enough for it to poke so far out into his boxers that it brushed up against the inside of Alex’s thigh. Techorb couldn’t stop himself from moaning softly as his dick grew in his boxers and slid out from his sheath like lipstick out of a case. 

“Hhhnnn fuck…” 

“You’ve got an impressive bulge there, Mister Fox,” Alex said with a coo as she glanced down at the bulge that was stretching out Techorb’s boxers to a dangerous level. Had they been a cheap brand of boxers, they’d have ripped by now. The fox’s boxer-clad dick rubbed against Alex’s thigh and the underside of her underwear, too, to which Alex reacted by closing her legs together and squeezing the fox’s dick as it wedged in between her thighs. The warmth that she could feel radiating from his cock was intense, and it felt good having his throbbing dick just under her pussy like that. She looked back up at Techorb, used her fingers to walk and trail all over his toned chest and torso, and smiled. “I usually don’t fuck on the first date but…” she tried her best to put on a straight face but snorted at the end of her sentence. “Oh, who am I kidding…” The tigress said as she slipped the fox’s bulge out from between her legs, turned around, and unhooked her bra. She then tossed the bra off to the side where it landed draped over the headboard, turned back around to face the fox, and climbed onto the bed. In nothing but her pink thong, she sat on the bed, spread her legs into the shape of an M, and chewed on her finger. “Do you fuck on the first date, Tech?” 

Tech couldn’t stop staring at her tits once they were out on display, he barely heard what she said after she got on the bed and spread her legs in front of him. But he played it safe and answered; “Yes.” Maybe she asked him if he wanted to suck on her titties? Or it could have been something else entirely, he had no idea, but it did not matter at this point; his dick was hard, throbbing, and ready to get wet.

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The fox’s tongue made laps over the tigress’s nipples. One hand grabbed and squeezed a titty while he suckled on her other one with every bit of his being. He slurped, sucked, and even gently let his teeth graze over her sensitive nipples as they hardened in his mouth. 

The tiger moaned as her date sucked on her breasts with such enthusiasm and suction strength that it had her breath shaking and her toes curling. Her pussy, which was already wet from how excited she was kissing him, feeling him up, and feeling his bulge wedged in between her legs earlier, got wetter. Her nipples tingled and hardened slightly as he worshipped them, and it wasn’t long before she became wet enough for the color of her thong to darken in the center.

After a few minutes of the fox having his face buried in the tiger’s tatas, she pushed him away. Her breast popped free from his mouth with a loud and wet ‘schplop’ and Techorb looked up at her with a slightly confused expression on his face. 

It took Alex a moment to pull herself together enough to say what she wanted to say to the fox, and when she did, her breathing was still shaky. “I’m so fucking wet… I want you to fuck me…” she smiled at him and leaned back on her arms. Her tits now glistened in the soft light of the room, slick and covered entirely in the fox’s saliva.  She reached her hands down to pull off her thong and placed them to the side at the edge of the bed. 

As the fabric peeled away from her wet pussy, it looked like she was unwrapping the wrapper on a chocolate bar that had been sitting outside in the sun. Gooey and sticky pussy juice clung to her underwear as she pulled it away from her and revealed her pink and flushed pussy, covered in her own natural lubricant and practically dripping wet as she spread her legs wider to make some room for her new fox friend to burrow into. 

Tech felt his dick throb in his boxers as a jolt of blood shot straight from his heart to his cock. The elasticity of his boxers was at its limit at that point, so he slipped them off. His dick bounced free like an Olympic dive board after a jump and he made his way in between the tigress’s spread legs. 

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“Aaaaaah… Hhhhhnnaaaggguuhhh… Fuccckkkk….” It was a good thing that there were only a few units per floor in Techorb’s building, otherwise there no doubt would be complaints made to the building’s management the next day about loud, destructive, and violent sex going on in the late hours of the night. The bed creaked and rocked with every thrust of Techorb’s hips as his cock slid in and out of the tigress’s pussy. His white and fuzzy balls slapped against her thighs as he did her doggystyle at her request, to get his dick in deep inside her. Her velvety walls clenched and squeezed around him each time he found himself bottomed out inside of her and he moaned just as loud as she did. 

“Hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggggggggguuuuuuuuuhh…” the fox held onto the tigress’s hips as he slammed himself into her. He made sure to be gentle with his claws; he didn’t want to accidentally scratch her. But boy, it was hard to watch himself when he was deep in her pussy. She was warm, wet, and tight. And the way she was moaning out his name drove him crazy. Each time he heard her say his name in such an inappropriate manner, it made his dick throb. 

Alex wasn’t too kind with her claws, she dug them into the bed, the headboard, and some of the pillows even. She left deep marks in the wood, ripped through the thin red sheets, and punctured the mattress. It got worse the harder Tech thrusted into her, with the tears going deep enough for the fluff of the mattress to poke out. 

‘Plap, plap, plap.’ 

‘Schlap, schlorp, shlurp.’ 

The wet and sloppy sounds of Tech pushing his dick in and out of Alex echoed throughout the room, intertwined with their moans, huffs, and pants for air. After a while, Tech’s thrusting slowed down and he came to a stop. He left his dick inside Alex, though. 

Alex looked over her shoulder at her date who was neck-deep in her pussy with a raised brow as her moans slowed down with the slowed thrusts. “W-Why did you stop? Are you about to cum? Hhhhhahh…”

Techorb pulled his dick out of Alex and shook his head. “N-Not yet... Can we change position? I want to see your face…” he said through a pant as his dick dripped with a mixture of his pre and the tiger’s pussy juice. Pulling out of the tigress’s tight pussy came with a lovely sound, too. ‘Squuuuuelch…’ 

Alex turned over to lie on her back, with her legs spread and her hands spreading her pussy lips. Her pussy winked and pushed out some of her juices that then ran down to her taint and into the torn bedsheets underneath her. Techorb quickly moved into the space in between Alex’s legs and lined his dick up with her wet and spread pussy. His tapered tip rubbed into her pink flesh as he slowly pulled his hips back to line himself up properly. Once his tip was poking right into the entrance of her pussy, he leaned forward, put his arms at Alex’s sides, and looked her right in the eye as he slowly pushed himself in and sunk his foxy cock inside of her. 

‘Schllllllllllllllk.’

Tech let out a moan as he felt the tigress’s warmth engulf his member again. Shivers went up and down his spine as he sunk in balls deep. The fur on his back and shoulders stood up as he let his dick settle inside his date’s pussy. He wasn’t sure if the clenches her pussy was doing around his dick were intentional or involuntary responses to him sliding his dick inside her, but he did know that he liked them. They squeezed his cock so tight that it felt like she was trying to milk him of his cum. He slowly started thrusting back and forth, in and out of the tigress’s pussy, his balls slapping against her ass over and over as he did so. 

Alex let out a breathy moan as she watched the fox’s cock press and rub against her spread cunt. When he sunk himself in slowly, she moaned even louder and arched her back. Once he was settled inside her and started fucking her again. She bounced up and down with every thrust, her tits doing the same. She could feel the warmth of his dick as it rubbed against her insides, and his pulse, too. And as he kept going, he started hitting just the right spot, making her moan louder and louder. She reached her left arm up to grab a hold of him and looped her legs around his waist in a leglock. As the tapered tip of his dick repeated went over her g-spot, Alex curled her toes and used the legs that she had wrapped around the fox to make him slam his final inches into her extra hard. This sent Tech’s orbs swinging as they slapped against her ass in loud and hefty plaps. His balls had to have been full, they were hot to the touch, heavy, and Alex swore that she could feel some churning happening in them as they rested against her ass for those short bursts. 

Tech picked up the pace, going faster and harder as he stared into Alex’s gorgeous green eyes. The leg lock around his waist made him go wild and he could feel his orgasm creeping closer, as well as the knot at the base of his dick starting to swell up. It became harder for him to push all the way in and to pull back out as his knot inflated. Alex’s pussy even made popping sounds like the cork on a wine bottle whenever he was successful in pulling out. It wasn’t long until his knot was just a fraction away from being fully inflated and he knotfucked her. 

The knotfucking was what helped push Alex over the edge, as soon as Tech’s knot started to spread her pussy and force itself inside her, she felt tingles in her stomach and curled her toes harder than she ever had before. The hand she had on his side also tightened its grip around him and she let out a roaring moan as his knot popped in and out of her. 

‘Schlllllk, plop!’ 

‘Schlllllk, plop!’ 

‘Schlllllk, plop!’ 

“Hhhhhnnnn fuck! Hhhhhaaahhhhh… Tech…” 

Hearing the tigress say his name and seeing her green eyes staring into his as he fucked her was what sent him over the edge, the final knot in the coffin, so to speak. “D-Do you like that?” He asked as he thrusted as hard as he could. 

“Y-Yes… Keep going, I’m close.” Alex curled her tail around Tech’s and tightened the leglock that she had around his hips one more time. She was just a hair's breadth away from adding another way that she ruined his bed to the list; squirting. 

He grunted, groaned, moaned, and pushed his dick all the way into the tigress’s cunt. His knot stretched out her labia one last time as he pushed it in. “Oh fuck. HAAHHH! HAAAAAH! Fuck, it’s going in!” he moaned. 

‘Plop!’ 

His dick throbbed over and over as he shot his load into the tigress. Hot, white, and sticky seed fired from the tapered tip of his dick into her love canal, painting her pink velvety walls a nice shade of semen white. With his knot inside her, his cum had nowhere to go as it filled her up to the brim. An outline of his dick was visible on Alex’s abdominal area and he could see his dick continue to twitch and throb as he shot more and more of his load into her. 

Alex’s grip on Tech’s arm tightened as did her pussy’s grip on his cock. A pleasurable tingle spread all over her body as she arched her back, squint her eyes shut, and let herself go. Her toes curled as her pussy clenched around the knotted cock inside of her over and over as a gentle stream of her juices squirted from her onto Techorb’s pelvis. 

‘Pssssssssssssssssssssh! Psssssssh!’ 

“Hoooooh my god… Fuck…” the tigress chewed on her lip as a shiver ran down her spine. Her squirt splashed against Tech and onto parts of the bed behind them and she continued to spray for around 10 seconds before her power washer of a pussy turned into a leaky faucet and came to a stop. 

Tech watched Alex as she came to her climax with a grin spread across his face. The clenches around his dick as she squirted were a little too much for him to handle, having just cum, but he couldn’t pull out of her right now, even if he tried. His dick throbbed, her pussy clenched, Alex opened her eyes, and they stared at each other with hearts in their eyes. 

“God… You’re tight... Did you cum?” Tech asked Alex, his tail waving behind him as much as it could with Alex’s tail coiled and intertwined around it. 

The tigress let out a happy sigh as she looked up at her date, she rubbed his arm endearingly and curled her tail even tighter around his. She looked into his eyes and stared in silence for a moment before she nodded her head. “Y-Yes, I did… That knotfucking you did… Goodness… Hahaha…” she chuckled. 

The arctic fox smiled even wider and he had trouble keeping his tail from wagging faster, but the tigress’s tail kept his rather grounded. He stared into her eyes in silence for a few seconds, too, but then broke the silence as he felt her clench around his dick again. 

“About that second date…” he raised a brow at the tigress. 

“I’ll make sure the reservation is right this time,” the tigress laughed.

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Guest Starring Techorb: Maddensun

Art by TotesFleisch8