My name is Chris. I'm just your average, ordinary white 'kid', mid twenties, working at a job I hate and trying to struggle through college so that maybe, in the distant future, I can relish a few years of retirement before I die. You could say I'm a realist, and a pessimist... I never thought anything significant would come of my life, that I'd be just another meaningless citizen meandering through existence wondering why I was even put here in the first place. Little did I know how wrong I was, and how huge an impact I would have... not just in my city, or state, or country... or even on my planet. This is my story, and it begins two years ago...

Between working full time, trying to race across town to the college campus, and trying even harder to bend the laws of physics and time so that I could get a couple hours of sleep a day, I didnt have much 'free time' in my life. I worked in telemarketing, calling people for eight, nine, even ten hours a day trying to sell them something they didnt need or want, for money they didnt have. My meager income was based entirely on commission, meaning if I didnt sell enough in a day, I probably ended up spending more money going to work than I made by the time I was done. Every day after work, I had to drive fifty miles across the city to attend college classes for business and marketing... I was in no way interested in the degree, but my family had this huge 'plan' on how my life would unfold, and I never seemed to have much say in the matter. Between work and school, I ended up with six hours a day to myself, if I was lucky, and most of that time was spent trying to grab whatever sleep I could. To sum it up, life sucks, and mine was no exception.

With such little time available, I was never able to keep a girl, so like most over-worked and under-appreciated citizens, any sexual tension I built up was usually relieved only by masturbation. I knew what I liked, and I could get myself off just fine... but it was always the same, and each time it felt so much more distanced, so inhuman, like there was no passion, like I was only jerking off so that I could get it over with and get some sleep. Sure, I had my tastes in pornography and things that made it better, but it was always just me and the little pixellated girls on my laptop screen. Needless to say, my sex life was comprised of loneliness and boredom.

I also could not bring myself to discuss that part of my life with anyone. I mean, I like cartoon girls with sleek fur and little catgirl ears and tails... I always thought I was some kind of abomination or sexual deviant for liking anything other than pure, grade-A human women. I thought I was alone in my liking of f.urry, anthropomorphic girls... I guess it never really occurred to me that there were obviously others out there who appreciated the same thing, I mean... someone had to make the images afterall, right? I guess when your entire life is one giant clusterfuck driven by the demands of a twisted and profiteering-based society, you tend to disregard obvious logic.

Every day was the same, until they arrived. It happened late one night, when I was lying in bed unable to sleep despite being more tired than a dead man... insomnia has a way of targetting those who need sleep the most, it's a cruel disorder. Anyways, I lived in a small worn-down house outside the city. I liked it out there, nice and quiet, peaceful... lots of open space and nobody to bother you. No door-to-door salesmen knocking on your door, no trains or traffic buzzing past your window all night long. The landscape wasnt much, just flat brown land as far as the eye could see, save for the city nearby. You could even see the stars clearly, without all the city lights to fog things up.

So there I was, lying in bed, sweating from the midnight heat, unable to sleep. I remember getting up and pulling a chair in front of my bedroom window, wearing nothing but my boxers, just to try and catch some of the night breeze so I could cool off. I stared out the window at pitch blackness, nothing but the tiny glistening stars in the sky barely lighting the ground, pondering to myself why life had to be such a struggle. I guess it's like my grandpa used to say... dying's easy, living is hard. Ironically, he said that right before he died...

I had just about dozed off when a bright flash hit my half-closed eyes, the entire field behind my house was lit up like bright as day. The flash only lasted for a split second, but it was enough to shoot my adrenaline levels up and throw me back out of the comfortable world of sleep. Oddly enough, there was no sound with the flash, but I was convinced that a nuke had just gone off nearby, and raced out the back door expecting to find a crashed plane or some other catastrophe awaiting me. What I found was no disaster.

Sitting square in my back yard, thankfully concealed by a few scraggly trees and distance from my neighbors, was an odd looking machine... I knew right away what it was, a UFO, an alien ship... but it didnt look like the typical flying-saucer you see in science fiction hear about in alien stories. The ship was about the size of a yacht, maybe fifty feet long and fifteen or so wide, and it was shaped more like a submarine than a saucer. It was a coppertone color, and cylindrical with capped ends, and had two rectangular engines attached to the sides.

A small hatch opened on the side of the 'space-sub' and, to my surprise, there was no bright light from the inside of the craft... just a faint orange glow. I was paralyzed, both in fear and amazement, and however much I wanted to I could not move an inch towards the door of my house. Three figures stepped out of the doorway, their silhouettes looking fairly humanoid, and they approached me side by side.

My jaw seemed to hit the ground when they stepped into the dimly lit radius of my porchstep. The three figures were all covered - head to toe - in short, smooth-looking fur. They all wore clothing that reminded me of an indian tribe, or ancient human cultures... the two on the left were most definitely female, and wore thin rectangular skirts that draped from their thighs, leaving the outsides of their legs exposed, but covering the front down to the knees. They both wore three 'tube-tops' of decreasing sizes on their chests, covering three sets of breasts... six breasts you say? Yes, six breasts. Other than that meager clothing and sandal-like shoes, they were more or less naked. The third figure, on the right, was a male, topless and wearing a similar skirt to the females, but shorter. The clothing was all a reddish tan color, it reminded me of leather.

All of them had somewhat long, pointed ears on the sides of their heads, with little tufts of long black fur at the tips... they looked almost exactly like the ears you would find on a bobcat or lynx. Their faces, while oriented the same as human faces, looked decidedly feline. They had large-ish eyes, no discernible eyebrows, and cat-shaped noses that lead down to a split upper lip and narrow mouth. The male had a tuft of fur on his chin, reminding me of a goatee-style beard, and he stood silent with his arms crossed. I guess I should also mention that they were all fairly short, the females were roughly five feet tall, and the male was only a little over five and a half feet. I'm nearly six foot myself, and it felt odd to be an imposing figure when dealing with aliens. Oh, and one more thing, they all had tails. The tails were thin, maybe an inch or two around, and roughly four feet long... they swished their tails back and forth idly as well, very similar to housecats.

The two females chattered back and forth to each other in a somewhat high-pitched, but raspy, language. I could not understand it at the time, but of notice were rolling R's and drawn out vowels... not unlike a cross between russian and german accents. While their faces all looked oddly similar, it was easy enough to distinguish between them. The female on the left had light grey fur and blue eyes, the one in the center had orange and brown striped fur in a tiger-like pattern, and green eyes. The male had yellow eyes and a coat of solid black fur. Despite the shock of seeing an alien race first hand, I didnt feel afraid of them... they did not seem to have any hostile intentions, the male stood silent while the other two talked to each other, and none of them were carrying any kind of items or weapons. On the topic of weaponry, though... I did notice that they all had small, sharp-looking claws on each fingertip, and on their toes as well.

After a short conversation between the two females - though it seemed to take hours - the one with striped fur held her hand out towards me, palm up, in a decidedly invitational gesture. Still somewhat shocked, I hesitated to take her hand. The male growled a bit under his breath, though it could have been a loud purr mistaken for a growl, and said something in a deep tone to the striped female. She shook her head at him and extended her hand closer to me. Nervously, I reached out and took it, noticing immediately how soft the fur on her palm was, and feeling the warmth of her flesh underneath. She smiled, showing razor sharp 'canines', though thankfully in a nonthreatening manner. Oddly enough, her smile was alluring, inviting... I see that smile every day now, on the faces of many of her species.

She lead me to the doorway of the ship, and the other two followed behind me. Now, I could spend weeks telling you about the amazing technology and all the interesting things I saw inside the ship, but it's not really relevant to the overall scheme of things... so I'll hit on the major points. She lead me into a small room with an odd looking circular chair at it's center, and a tv-screen-like device in front of the chair. She motioned for me to sit, and I did... the next few hours, or what I'm pretty sure were hours, are a blur - I dont remember much of what happened, all I know is that seconds after I sat in the chair, that tv-screen flickered on, solid white, and something happened. I dont know how long it lasted, but once it was over the male was standing there waiting for me to get up and follow him. He said "follow me, human", still in his own language, but somehow I could understand the words. It was later explained to me that the tv-machine was a device which could directly download knowledge into your head, it taught me their entire language, important parts of their history, and details about their species in only a matter of hours... information that would have taken years to learn by conventional human methods.

The male lead me to a room and waited outside after I entered, the door swooshing closed behind me. The room was small, with some sort of cloth curtains covering all of the walls, and a small cushioned table - which I soon learned was a bed - at it's center. The striped female was there, sitting on one end of the bed cross-legged, waiting for me. She told me to sit on the other end of the bed, and as I sat down I caught a glimps between her leg and the thin skirt she was wearing, not enough to really tell if she was built the same as a human girl... but enough to get me thinking, she was a startlingly beautiful creature once you got past the shock of her being an alien. Over the next hour or so, she explained to me why they had come to earth, why they had come to my house in particular, and why they had asked me to come with them.

To sum it up, her species were known as the Lythari. They were a race descended from feline creatures on their planet, almost identical to the tigers and lions of Earth. In addition to the Lythari, there were roughly a dozen sentient, space-faring species spread across the milky way, and all of these species lived peacefully with one another, governed by a council made up of several members of each species. She told me the Lythari had an average lifespan of three hundred years, though when they were a 'younger' race they only lived about the same length of time as the average human, seventy to eighty years. Roughly two hundred years ago, Lythari scientists developed a miracle innoculation that could make it's recipient completely immune to disease, viruses, harmful bacteria, cancer... every known ailment was cured by this treatment. After extensive testing on every race that made up galactic society, it was deemed safe and side-effect-free.

The truth was that it was only truly safe for the other species. After a few short decades, during which every living member of the Lythari species had been innoculated with the drug, their scientists discovered that there was one side effect caused by a specific element within Lythari DNA... every male member of their species who took the drug became completely sterile. She explained to me that the other species within the council races did not have compatible DNA, they could not fertilize Lythari women, and that her species had spent the better part of the last two hundred years searching the galaxy for any compatible species. In those two hundred years, the Lythari population dropped almost ninety percent, and the few remaining members of the species could see their end approaching fast.

Only a decade ago, they discovered earth, and our tiny little species inhabiting the blue planet. After years of secretly testing and scanning members of the species, they found that roughly one in every two-million humans on earth had compatible DNA with the Lythari species. Out of those one in every two million they approached, about seventy percent were too old, had some sort of sickness, or became paranoid upon being 'visited' and would not accept the invitation. Now, I've never had much luck in anything, but I had just hit the genetic jackpot of the universe.

At this point I figured that this would probably be some sort of artificial insemination deal - they'd either extract my spunk or have me jerk off into a cup, and use the material to save their race. The thought was a letdown on one hand, but on the other I would be some sort of hero to their entire species... to my extreme pleasure and surprise, she told me that artificial methods had a high failure rate with the Lythari, and only natural methods of impregnation were successful enough to help save the species. When I heard that news, I nearly blew my load in my pants right then and there. How was I, of all people, chosen to be a breeding stud for the f.urry anthro catgirls of my dreams? I had to pinch myself to make sure I wasnt locked in the best dream of my life.

The next thing she said, she considered bad news... me, not so much. I was told that we were heading to the Lythari home planet - which, by the way, is a beautiful world, covered in rolling orange grasslands topped with a deep green sky - and once there, I would have to be accompanied by a security detail at all times. See, every Lythari female on the planet knew that they could not have children, and when they found out that the possibility of parenthood had once again appeared, they would probably swarm me and rip me to shreds to get at my bits and pieces. She said that I would be kept in a secure facility, and that Lythari females who won a "planetary lottery" would be brought to me daily for breeding. While I was not able to leave the building, she told me that I would be provided with nearly anything I could want... as long as I impregnated at least one Lythari female a day, I would have the best food, the best entertainment, anything my heart could desire. Of course, at that point, and to this day, all my heart really desires is to have more Lythari women crawling all over me, wanting me to fuck them senseless.

So, what follows are some of my close encounters of the f.urry kind, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed participating...

Quite interesting, and very descriptive. Congratulations on a good start.

thanks =) I consider myself a good writer, I do a huge amount of fan-fic and fantasy writing... I've just never written up anything erotic before. Figured I'd take the leap and start on this story - to be honest, the idea came from the f.urry photomorphs images I have linked in my signature, coupled with a dream I had...

Now, for the next part of the story:

1. Examination

I was able to relax and recouperate a bit after we arrived on the Lythari homeworld, they wanted to give me enough time to get comfortable with my surroundings before the 'work' started. The building they kept me in was fairly large, nothing like the slave-hut I've seemingly made it sound like. It had it's own medical ward, where a Male Lythari doctor examined me once I arrived. Now, I've had physical exams before, back on earth, but when speaking of how 'intrusive' an exam is into your privacy... the ones back on earth rank one or lower, this ranked a ten, maybe more. The doctor kept me naked and in a somewhat cold, polished-steel exam room for an hour. He went over every inch of my skin with various scanning tools and such, looking for any signs of illness or disease. Luckily I was perfectly healthy in that regard.

Much of the exam consisted of similar scans. Afterall, the Lythari had no very little information on human anatomy, our organs and such were apparently much different from theirs, though most of them functioned in the same basic manner. The doc spent a lot of time around my rectal and genital areas, and I couldnt help but get a hard on as he pawed at my balls and cock. I had never really considered male-male sexual interaction before, though I did once see a few pictures on the internet of male lion and tiger penises, and the barbs on them were somewhat of a mental turn-on. I mean, like nearly all males on earth I've tried anal play before, a finger in the but while jerking myself off every once in a while, even tried one of my girlfriend's vibrators once, and it wasnt at all unpleasurable... I just never really gave thought to having sex with another male, and thinking of sex with human males was an utterly disgusting turn-off. Being played with by this doctor, though, made me consider what it would be like with one of the Lythari males.

Towards the end of the exam, the doctor revealed a syringe filled with a murky yellow liquid. He told me it was some sort of plant extract native to the planet, I wasnt really paying attention... until he stuck me with it. He poked the needle into my scrotum, avoiding the testicles, and injected the fluid into my sack. At first I didnt feel anything other than the slight pain of the needle and the rushing squirt and subsequent pressure of the fluid invading the cavity surrounding my balls. After a few minutes, though, I felt a warming sensation, and a growing pressure within the testes themselves... not painful in any way, but definitely unusual. The doctor had me get on the exam table on my hands and knees, and pushed a small bulbous object, maybe half an inch around, into my ass. I was already rock-hard from him playing with my dick and such for the past couple of hours, but I had no idea where this was leading. He pressed a button on the handle of the device now lodged firmly in my ass, and the bulbous end of the object began to grow... fast.

It was like he had stuck a balloon into my rectum, and within seconds I could feel the pressure against my prostate. The doctor let go of the device and put a large bowl on the exam table underneath me. He latched his soft, fur-covered hand around my cock and began to vigorously pump me. It was only a matter of seconds before I came, and I came like I had never cum before in my life. My orgasm lasted what seemed like an eternity, but the doctor informed me was roughly forty five seconds... at least half a minute longer than any orgasm I had ever experienced before. Over that duration, I forcefully squirted almost two cups of thick white semen into the bowl. Normally when I blow my load, I get a teaspoon, tablespoon max... the doctor told me that the injection he had given had the effect of increasing seminal volume almost a hundred fold, and it also made ejaculation much more powerful. I was informed that I would have to get one of those injections each morning, and that the effects would last around sixteen hours. For that duration, I would have larger testicles, and a much larger amount of ejaculate... all designed to maximize the effect of impregnating the Lythari women I was to meet.

After the exam, I was shown around the rest of the building... there was a spa, multiple luxurious rooms, a huge dining hall with a nearby kitchen, and open areas for any form of entertainment I requested. Male Lythari servants were scattered through the structure, and I learned that only males were permitted to work here due to the purpose of the facility. If females were brought in, the desire for them to breed with me would be too great to overcome - not something I would really mind, but it could lead to problems. My first 'job' would be brought in the next day, until then I was told to relax, get comfortable, and become familiarized with the place and it's occupants.

This post has been edited by cstek on Aug 6 2009, 06:36 AM

This is an awesome story. The more I read it, the harder it was to keep my fingers away from myself. I finally gave in and got my vibrator and finished reading the story that brought me to a most satisfying orgasm :heart: :heart: :heart:
I think I want to become a Lythari female and have those huge amounts of cum squirted into me. I don't think I could wait for a lottery before it happened though :D
Thank you and kisses,
Celina

This post has been edited by la84ada8 on Aug 6 2009, 01:28 PM

2. Yzkera

The next day, the first 'lottery' winner was announced... a Lythari female by the name of Yzkera. They never showed her on the news broadcasts, but her name drifted in the air everywhere I went... all of the servants eyed me, knowing that sometime that day Yzkera would be having the first litter of Lythari cubs in decades... with a human as the father. I made my way to the medical ward to get my scrotal injection beforehand, and while waiting a thought struck me... what will the child of a human and Lythari look like? The question was answered by the doctor when he arrived; Lythari DNA is dominant over human DNA, so while mine was needed to create a child, the child would be almost pure Lythari, very few human traits would be passed on, and the most likely traits were eye color, metabolism, weight, and height. Other than those few, the children would look as Lythari as any of the species.

The doc also mentioned that Yzkera would be getting an injection not unlike my own, hers was designed to send her body into a state of 'heat', so that she would be more receptive to breeding. After an exam and injection, taking far less time than the first visit to the feline doctor, I was sent back to my room to wait for Yzkera to arrive. The wait was only a few hours, but the pressure in my balls from the injection, and my rock solid hard-on from anticipation, made it seem like an eternity. To be quite honest, I wasnt sure what kind of 'partner' to expect... I mean, back on earth, women came in all shapes, all sizes, all builds. Oddly enough I hadnt seen a single Lythari female that looked particularly old or out of shape. I suppose there were no elderly Lythari due to dying off... being unable to procreate... either that or they just aged well. I wasnt sure what to think about all of them being health, but my guess was the miracle drug they had developed. If you can cure any disease or ailment, it cant be hard to cure the weak or overweight.

Finally the door to my room opened, and a silhouetted figure of decidedly feminine shape stepped inside. It took my eyes a moment to adjust... the lights in the hallway were bright, but the room was kept dim to express a more cozy and romantic feel. She approached, and I sat there like an idiot with my jaw hanging open... she was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. She was short, not even five foot, with light golden fur spotted with patches of brown along her sides in an intricate pattern... a very exotic appearance, almost like the patches of darker fur had been tattooed on. Her thin tail swished behind her and she stood with her hands crossed at her waist, looking as nervous as I had been when the aliens arrived at my doorstep. Her eyes were a bright amber, and looked as if they glowed from within... they reflected the meager light in the room back at me tenfold, I could lose myself in those eyes for hours at a time, I think.

She looked young, compared to the other Lythari, and I was later told that she was only thirty or so years old. The Lythari mature at the same rate as humans, but comparing her age to the average lifespan of two or three hundred years common to the species makes one wonder. I stood up from the bed and approached her slowly, she looked so nervous I thought I might scare her, but at the same time she had the glint of a predator in her eyes, like she could tense up and pounce at any second. I reached out hesitantly and ran my fingers down her arms, to this day I still love the feel of that soft fur. She smiled and drew closer, seeming to relax, and nuzzled her whiskered face against my neck, purring so powerfully I could almost feel my heart shaking in my chest. She inhaled, taking in my scent, and backed up slightly to look up at me with those big golden eyes... no longer looking apprehensive, her eyes now most certainly said "take me, now", and even if I wanted to I could not object to their command.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers, and nearly jumped out of my skin when she jerked away from me with a confused look on her face. Apparently, the Lythari had never discovered kissing... it was ironically amusing that something humans do almost every day was completely unknown to a society that lived among the stars. I reassured her that it was ok and she moved back towards me. Trying once more, I pressed my lips to hers and slipped my tongue through, intertwining it with her own. Up to that point in my life, I had never met a better kisser... her tongue was rough and raspy, but at the same time gentle, it felt amazing and unlike any woman I had ever kissed before. Her saliva was so sweet I didnt want to pull away, just kissing her was better than any sex I had experienced in my life. As our tongues twisted together she let out a moaning purr and pushed against me, reversing the kiss as she forced her tongue into my mouth. Now, you've probably never kissed a purring woman, but I can tell you that it's like having an orgasm in your mouth, there's nothing that can compare.

She may have never experienced a kiss before, but I think she quickly decided it was a pleasurable experience. It would have taken a crowbar to seperate her from my mouth at this point, but there was no objection from me at all. Something I had failed to learn from the brain-o-tron on the spaceship, or any of the Lythari I had met, was that the Lythari have very long tongues... and during her impassioned kiss she stretched it clear into my throat. I expected my gag reflex to kick in, but was able to hold it back as she twisted her tongue around the back of my throat, licking every part of me she could reach. I ran my hands down her sides to the base of her spine, where her tail attached. Petting the base of her tail with one hand, I reached further down with the other, and stroked her tiny puckered anus with one finger. She arched her back and lifted her tail reflexively, purring harder as I massaged her asshole.

I continued to finger-fuck her rear while shifting my other hand around to her waist to remove the skirt she was wearing. As it slipped off, I turned her around and laid her back on the bed, feeling her thin but near eight inch tongue slip out of my throat as I pulled away. She pulled it back into her mouth and licked her lips with a lusty smile, a smile that I returned right before spreading her legs and taking a look between them. Her pussy looked nothing like a human girl's... though it bore the same general anatomy, it looked more like what you would see on a cat or dog. A V-shaped, lipless slit came to a point just in front of her anus, with a large, puffy clit hood arking from the V's upper points, connecting them. She was dripping wet, and the entire area was swollen and enlarged - likely due to the shot the doc had given her to induce heat. Just barely peeking out from under the hood was a hard, swollen clitoris - it looked rough, like the texture of her tongue, but at the same time looked soft and glistened in the light with her own juices.

I glanced back up at her, past her six tiny breasts, and she stared at me with a look of lust the likes of which had never been seen on Earth. I moved my face inbetween her legs and took a deep breath through my nose, taking in her aroma and sliding my tongue from her ass to her clit. I thought her saliva was like nectar, but her pussy was a sweet-tooth's wet dream. I pushed my tongue into her tight hole as far as I could, feeling her hips buck and her insides tighten around it as she let out another purr. The combination of taste, scent, and feel was incredible, but I couldnt hold back any more. I retracted my tongue and shed my pants, placing the tip of my cock against her dripping hole. She wimpered wantonly, and I leaned forward to kiss her again as I pushed my hips in, burying my tool to the hilt. Her muscles clenched around it as her hips humped upward, trying to force me in further. At the same time, her tongue wound itself around mine and flicked at the back of my throat again, and she moaned into my mouth.

I pulled back just far enough that only the tip of me was still inside her, then shoved back in as hard as I could. The rhythm began, her bucking upwards every time I pushed forward, and she purred and moaned in time with my thrusts. I like to think that I have good stamina, compared to the average human male... I'm no pornstar, but I dont consider myself a minuteman either. Still, I didnt even make it to the minute mark before I was at the brink of ecstacy. Our mouths were latched together as we came, and it almost seemed as if she timed her orgasm to match mine. The walls of her pussy trembled and clenched at me as I shoved myself in, as deep as I could go. I felt the rush of cum shooting from the back of my cock like a cannon, and after only a few seconds the warm liquid was gushing out of her from around my tool... down my leg, to her anus, and dripping onto the bed. The embrace lasted just over half a minute, and when it ended our tongues let each other go and retracted. I held myself just over her, gripping the bedsheets and panting heavily.

After taking a moment to recouperate I pulled out, hearing a splash as more of my spunk spilled out of her. She was soaking wet with cum, from thigh to thigh, pelvis to tail, and more juice continued to stream out of her swollen pussy. I dove in once more, licking her thighs clean, then her pussy, then the underside of her tail and saving her tiny pink asshole for last. She came again as I tongue-fucked her ass, her vaginal contractions squirting more of my cum out of her and onto my face.

Once the cleanup was finished, she pulled her knees to her chest and propped her butt up with a cushion, holding my cum inside her as she slept to ensure that as much as possible would reach her eggs. I laid beside her while she slept, nuzzling against her soft fur to the relaxing sound of her purrs. It was hard to imagine this not being a dream... being able to fulfill my ultimate fantasy every day for the rest of my life. As I laid beside her I closed my eyes and imagined what it would be like with a male Lythari, a new fantasy that had only surfaced in the past day. The Lythari promised me anything I could want, so long as I gave them pregnant women... what harm could come of requesting a male companion for a few hours the next day?

......................... WOW!................. I'm adding this one to my check every day list. :D

Please continue and here's a 10 for your effort thus far.

Lonesomwolf

Thanks wolf =) I'll write the next chapter once I get home from work today.

Emmmmm.... Very HOT !!
Thank you.
Kisses,
Celina

hope that you don't work to late

Glad you guys are enjoying it, here's part 3 =)

3. Rorska

At first, Lythari lottery winners would only be chosen once every five days, to give me some time to adapt; but I was told eventually I would be mated once a day. Afterall, it was up to me alone to get an entire race back on it's feet, until more humans could be found that were compatible and willing. After my encounter with Yzkera, I spent a few days getting to know more of the servants around the building... trying to find one that might be 'receptive' to an intimate night with a human. After three days, I found the perfect candidate... Rorska. He was one of the culinary assistants, and I got plenty of time to talk with him after meals. He was young, only twenty or so years old, and somewhat shy... still a virgin too, though it didnt make much difference in my mind. His figure was lithe, but muscular... somewhat feminine, with soft orange fur and green eyes. He seemed quite interested in me, and loved when I'd come by to talk after eating; he seemed particularly interested in my 'duties' as a breeder, and that's how I learned he was still a virgin.

It took two more days before I could work up the courage to push my apprehension aside and ask him for a go. After eating lastmeal, when most of the servants were heading home to sleep, I found him finishing with cleaning the kitchen, about ready to leave himself. I stumbled with the first few words until I blurted out my curiosity at the sexual anatomy of male Lythari. He grinned boyishly and stated that he had been curious about my 'anatomy' as well, and willingly accompanied me back to my room. I was surprised to learn that male-male sexual interaction was not uncommon among the Lythari, as was female-female sexual interaction. Their species seemed far less reserved when it came to relieving sexual tensions, especially in the past century when they had no real motivation for straight sex due to being infertile. If I knew that two days ago, I would never have hesitated in asking him for a peek.

When we got back to the room, Rorska wasted no time in shedding his 'skirt' - by the way, it's odd calling it a skirt, considering males wear them, but there's really no other term for it... I suppose loincloth or tribal kilt would be more appropriate. He sat on the bed and turned to face me, spreading his legs open and licking his lips in anticipation. I knelt by the bed in front of him and spread his legs a little further apart to get a good look at his member. His balls didnt hang like a human's; they were large, but his sack was tight, almost like you get after being in a cold pool, except with no shrivelling. I dont know why, but that tight fuzzy ballsack fascinated me to no end. His cock didnt hang like a human's either, he just had a sheath that sat above the scrotum, nothing but a tiny pink glint at it's center. I ran my hand down his sheath and around his balls, feeling the taut flesh and bristly fur that covered it, then leaned forward and licked the sack. Rorska moaned and layed backwards on the bed as my tongue explored every inch of his scrotum.

It wasnt long before the pink spot at the center of his sheath began to bulge, and as I moved my mouth to the sheath's opening I let one hand slip down to play with his asshole. His tail flicked side to side inbetween my lecks, brushing against my cock through my pants as I licked the sheath. Within only a few seconds, his cock burst from the sheath, rock hard and glistening with precum that dripped from the tip. The look of it surprised me, and at the time I wasnt sure if that was a good or bad thing. It was long, about ten inches, and shaped like a cone that curved slightly upwards - thick at the base, stretching the opening of his sheath to three or so inches across, and tapering down to a point at the tip. As his tool emerged, tiny barbs covering it's entire surface became erect, like a thousand little spikes... that's what made me nervous, at first. I hesitantly licked from the base where the sheath was stretched all the way to the tip, feeling the little spikes brush against my tongue. To my surprise they werent as sharp as they looked, but they certainly gave his cock a rough texture. Come to think of it, his cock had about the same texture as Yzkera's tongue, but the barbs on his tool were larger and more noticable.

As my tongue reached the tip, I took a few inches of him into my mouth, relishing the salty taste of the precum that was steadily flowing from him. I stood up and began to shed my clothes, telling him to get up... I wanted him to fuck me, I wanted that salty cum to fill me up, and I wanted it now. He didnt hesitate, he may have been a virgin but I think that only made him more eager to empty his balls into me. After my clothes were off I crawled onto the bed, on my hands and knees, with my face against the sheets and my butt as high in the air as it would go. Rorska knelt on the bed behind me and gripped my asscheeks, just barely digging his claws in. I felt his muzzle, covered in long, tickling whiskers, press against my ass; and a moment later his tongue slipped into my rear and began to twist inside me. The feeling was amazing, all those little rasps on his rough tongue cleaning me out, and his tongue was as long, if not longer than, Yzkera's... not to mention thicker and broader.

After he had slickened my backside with an abundance of saliva, he pulled his tongue out and got on his knees behind me, reaching up and holding his hands around my sides. I felt the tip of his cock poke at my ass, spurting precum that dripped down my balls as he positioned himself, and a moment later he slipped in. It was almost painful at first, he pushed in quick and hard almost all the way to the base of his tool, stretching my ass to almost his full three inch girth. That may not seem like much to anyone well versed in anal play, but the biggest thing up my finger before that was, alien tongue aside, a tiny vibrator. I grunted and moaned as he shoved himself into me... I could feel every little barb along his cock as it entered my anus. Within seconds Rorska was humping away full speed in a frenzy of virgin passion. His panting and growls of pleasure only made me open up and want him more, and I humped back against him and tightened my rectum in time with his thrusts.

He didnt last long, and neither did I... I almost think my own orgasm set him off. I felt myself spurting cum out onto the sheets of the bed, and as I had my orgasm the muscles in my rear clenched in rhythm with my ejaculations. He thrust forward, burying himself up to the sheath, and leaned over me, sighing with a slight whimper as he filled my insides. I could feel the pressure of his squirts inside me as he came, and the warm liquid seemed to fill every bit of available space in my gut. I'm not sure if he had one of the injections the doctor gave me, or if Lythari males just naturally produce a large volume of ejaculate - I later learned it was the latter - but even the slightest movement caused his juice to slosh around in my belly.

When he pulled out, there was a splash of liquid that soaked the bed, and I felt even more of it flow out as I stood up; it was like just getting a gallon enema and having your anus stretched so much you couldnt hold the fluid in. His cock quickly retreated into it's sheath, and he turned me around to lie on my back. He licked my cum off of the sheets and then sucked me to another orgasm over the next few minutes, though I had little sperm left to give. Rorska thanked me for being his first, and smiled as he left to go home... I had a feeling we would be having this session more than once, but it was unlikely to happen before my next lotto winner.

dang that sounds like it would be an interesting experience

That was soooo erotic. I'ts also been my fantasy to watch two guys have sex in real life. Your story seemed so real.
Thank you.
Kisses,
Celina

I really like this story.....If only I was him XD

New chapter coming up tonight, working on it now, stay tuned :wub:
Note: This one will include 'furries' of a different sort... scalies to be more precise.

4. Sichi

Two weeks passed, and two more Lythari women were chosen, both just as good as the first had been. I was only able to have one more session with Rorska, and I found out later that just afterward he had been moved to another building. There was one thing that had been nagging at me this entire time... I had been told there were a dozen or so sentient races in the galaxy that all worked together - the Lythari were one - but in almost a month on their homeworld I had never seen or heard about any of these other races. I was perfectly content helping beautiful Lythari girls pump out kittens, but my curiosity was getting the better of me, and I decided I would do whatever I needed to find out about the other races in the galaxy.

It wasnt as hard as I anticipated... the Lythari were willing to give me almost anything, and when I asked for information about the other species, they handed over a multitude of datapads that would tell me anything I wanted to know. Most of the sentient races were humanoid to some degree, but not all... and their physical traits ranged in similarity to various creatures on earth. The first species to catch my eye were the Syriss... decidedly reptilian, with a humanoid upper body and the lower body of a snake. The images showed a snout-like nose and a lizard-like mouth, with a forked tongue and two long, venemous fangs... but otherwise bare of teeth. Small scales covered the entire body, with larger widened scales running from the throat all the way down the belly, reverting back to smaller scales as they met the tail's base around the thighs.

Something about that long, lithe body gave me an incredible turn on, for reasons I still cant fathom. I spoke to the Lythari and arranged for a 'willing' Syriss female to be brought to the building for some erotic experimentation, and they met my request that night with a beautiful snake-girl by the name of Sichi.

I couldnt speak the Syriss language, and I doubt most Lythari could either without some form of translator. Their speech was a mixture of hisses, kissing sounds, and groans, and they apparently used a great deal of bodylanguage to communicate. Regardless, the Lythari had told Sichi why she was being asked to come here, so she knew beforehand that the purpose of our visit was sex. I later was told by one of the Lythari servants that Sichi was a sort of space harlot, and that most species had individuals who travelled exclusively to seek out sex with others. Apparently the Lythari themselves had males of every other sentient species attempt to breed with them to overcome their sterility, but none had been successful.

The Syriss wore no clothes, though there wasnt much of an intimate nature to see. Sichi had no breasts, being reptilian, and the wide scales that ran down her front covered any openings. She slithered across my room and whispered a few words I couldnt understand, then spread her arms out from her sides and displayed herself for me, motioning for me to explore her in any way I pleased... I didnt hesitate. I stepped forward and ran my fingers from the side of her neck down her flat chest and to her abdomen, feeling the scales ripple under my palm. As I explored her body, fascinated by the scales, she moved her tail out from behind her and coiled it on the ground, creating a circle around the two of us.

Despite her near fifteen foot length from head to tailtip, she stood just shorter than me. I leaned forward, almost hesitantly, and pressed my lips to hers for a kiss. Unlike Yzkera, she was not for a moment turned back by the motion, and her thin, forked tongue slid out of her mouth and connected with mine. I had thought the Lythari had long tongues, but they were nothing compared to Sichi's... hers must have been two or three feet long. I felt it invade me, coiling up in my mouth before shooting down my throat, clear to my stomach, where it coiled once more, writhing along it's entire length. I had never felt anything like that before, and the thought was somewhat sickening... but Sichi seemed to enjoy tasting my stomach from the inside. Her tongue retreated after the long kiss, and I backed up a few inches and pointed at my tongue with a questioning look on my face. She seemed to understand that I was asking how long her tongue was, and backing her head up a bit she slithered it out of her mouth once more to it's full extension. Despite being quite thin, she was able to stretch her tongue out of her mouth to almost five feet, only a portion of it had been extended while she kissed me.

Remembering how Rorsk tongued my ass, and how good it felt, the idea popped into my head to have her use that five foot muscle in other openings on my body. It took a bit of pseudo-sign language and explanation to get her to understand what I wanted, but she seemed to smile when I finally got the point across... if snakes can smile, anyways. I got down on my hands and knees on the floor, and she slid her body around to position herself behind me, nudging her nose against my butt and flicking her tongue at my cock and balls before going for the hole. She slid her tongue in slowly at first, allowing my anus to accomodate it, and then began pushing it out of her mouth, winding it deeper and deeper into me until I was filled with it's full five foot length. I could feel my insides squirming as she wriggled her tongue around, almost like a giant worm was trapped inside me.

I almost came from the sensation, but she must have sensed how close I was and withdrew so I could save my juice for her womb. I strained for a minute, trying to hold back my orgasm, and once the pleasure had subsided I turned around to face her again. She rolled over onto her back, belly up, and I saw now that several of the scales covering her lower abdomen were parting, raised by the aroused flesh underneath. The scales below that glistened in the light, slick with wetness from the orifice above. Her pussy wasnt constructed like a human's or a Lythari's, it was just a tight hole underneath the scales with no other discernible features. I licked at the hole, running my tongue between the parted scales to taste her fluid... it wasnt sweet or salty as I was expecting, but somewhat bitter, though not in an entirely unpleasant way. A hissing noise came from her mouth that startled me, it sounded almost like a threat, but she smiled at me, reassuring me that it was only pleasure she felt.

I kneeled, one leg on each side of her muscular body, and positioned the tip of my tool just underneath the scale above her opening. With a smooth thrust forward, I sunk myself into her completely. She wasnt warm blooded like a mammal, and her insides were noticably colder than the pussy of a Human or Lythari female, but still around room temperature. She seemed to replace the lack of warmth with an abundance of muscular control and feminine ejaculate, however. The muscles surrounding her vaginal canal rippled up and down my cock, gripping it with astounding strength and then releasing. I didnt even need to hump, I just left myself burined to the hilt inside her and she worked me over from the inside. Within a minute I was bucking reflexively in orgasm, burying my face in the scales of her chest as I came. I had gotten another shot from the doctor that morning, and I was expecting the majority of my ejaculate to come pouring out around my tool, but to my surprise not a drop was lost.

She kept rippling her muscles, pulling every ounce of semen into her. I must filled her with two or three cups worth by the time my ejaculations subsided, as the portion of her abdomen just above the pussy bulged outward as if she was pregnant, filled to the brink with my cum. Even as I pulled out, her muscles kept the fluid in, and she remained on her back, writhing in ecstacy for several minutes afterwards. She left the room with that bulge still in her belly, and I wondered if any little snake-children would come from our brief union before I passed out on the bed, exhausted.