PD, PT: Kurokami
	 
  	

You’re walking alone through a small, quiet park in the middle of the day when you notice someone that bears a striking resemblance to Mio sitting on a bench facing away from you. Only her wolf ears and deep black hair are visible, but the more you look the more you convince yourself that the kemonomimi sitting on the park bench is, in fact, Mio. You creepily walk towards the girl not wanting to get her attention. Your feet step on the hundreds of pine needles that litter the ground which does little to muffle the sound of your footfalls. Halfway to the bench, you become convinced. The girl’s hair is in the vague shape of a Christmas tree and there’s white tuft coming out of her ears. This girl has to be Mio, but why is she not at home? And more importantly, why is she smoking?”

You change your pace from a slow walk to a light jog after seeing a cloud of smoke linger around the girl’s head. You’re in such a hurry because Mio’s pregnant and she obviously shouldn’t be smoking. Although now you’re starting to wonder how long she’s been keeping this a secret from you and what else she might be lying about. Mio has been honest with you the entire time you’ve known her, so this blow hurts more than it should.

You overshoot the bench only by an inch or two. Out of breath, you turn to the girl and shout, “Mio!” A pair of glowing red eyes meet your gaze and it’s at that moment you know you’ve fucked up. The girl yelps, frightened by your sudden appearance, then slashes your cheek with her free hand. Her nails claw their way from your right cheekbone down to your chin. Bright red blood pours out of opened capillaries almost instantly. Blinded by rage, you backhand the girl on the bench which lays her out along the length of the bench. You press your right hand against your hand to placate the bleeding though it doesn’t do much. That’s when you get a good look at the girl.  

First off, she’s not Mio. The red eyes make that apparent. Secondly, the girl is wearing an all-black sailor uniform which has a giant red ribbon at the front, her black skirt covers most of her thighs while her black thigh highs only covers the skin right above her knees leaving a small gap of exposed skin from sock to skirt, her shoes are glossy black slip-ons that both have a red bow where the laces would normally be, and most importantly her tail is the inverse of Fubuki’s: mostly black with a white tip; it even has the pentacle on the tip. Your heart sinks as you realize the girl you just backhanded is none other than Kurokami Fubuki! Kuro says, “Hey, I know you. You’re Mio’s boytoy,” she sits up and dusts off her uniform, “Don’t you know who I am?”

“You’re Kuro, Fubuki’s roommate. Um, sorry for slapping you. Oh,” you pick up, then hand Kuro her the cigarette she dropped, “you were smoking this.”

She ashes the cigarette on the park bench leaving a circular black mark, “So why did you sneak up on me?”

“I thought you were Mio.”

“How?”

“Your ears look a lot like Mio’s from the back.”

“Dumbass, fox ears look nothing like wolf ears. I suggest you get your eyes checked,” Kuro sighs then stands up and grabs your arm, “Follow me.”

“Where to?”

“To my car where I have some stuff for your face. I do kind of feel bad for scratching you.”

“Kind of?”

“Yeah. Word of advice: don’t sneak up on girls.”

“That’s five words.”

“Now you’re just being facetious.”

Kuro walks you to her car in only a couple of minutes, your face still bleeding. Her car is a beat-up Corolla that looks like it’s been through hell and back. The black paint has long since faded and the rims of its wheels are completely rusted over; somehow, the wheels haven’t balded yet and retain their treads. One of the windows, the back seat window on the passenger’s side to be exact, is gone. Replacing it is a clear plastic wrap that doesn’t match at all with the rest of the tinted windows. A good amount of mud and grime have accumulated around the bottom of the car. You can’t imagine how the undercarriage looks. Kuro pops open the trunk revealing a disorderly mess of dirty, yellow-stained blankets and other miscellaneous mathoms.

She pulls out a first aid kit after digging through her pile of junk in a specific way that only she could remember. While Kuro searches the kit for what she needs, your eyes drift to her open trunk and look for anything interesting. A piece of shiny metal attracts your attention. It’s a steel collar whose clasp is a pink stained-glass heart. Attached to the back of the collar is a long leather leash. Kuro dabs your scratches with a swab of cotton soaked in isopropyl which stings then applies a bandage that quickly soaks up blood. It stays in place by some medical tape that Kuro wraps vertically around your head. After she’s done putting away the first aid kit, she grabs hold of your hand and sucks on one of your blood-stained fingers. “Kuro… what are you doing?”

“I’m cleaning your hand. Don’t make it weird.”

“O-Okay.” Kuro sucks on your remaining fingers until they’re completely clean. Then she cleans the rest of your hand with her tongue. It tickles when her moist tongue glides across the palm of your hand. The whole encounter feels awkward and weird and makes you uneasy. The second Kuro is done, you grab the collar from the trunk and, dangling it in front of her, mockingly say, “What’s this?”

Kuro blushes and her fox ears flatten, “Hey, give that back,” you lift the collar above your head as Kuro tries to grab it, “I mean it. Give it back,” she hops in place trying in vain to reach the collar, her small body rubbing against yours, “If you don’t give that back to me right now, I’ll rip your face to shreds.”

“I have a better idea,” you swiftly clasp the collar around Kuro’s neck with a satisfying click.

“You asshole,” she says as her entire face becomes beet red.

Getting a feel for the leash, you say, “This is payback for scratching me and ruining my shirt. Let me walk you for a little bit and then we’ll be even. Deal?”

“Fine, I guess,” the excited twinkle in her crimson eyes belies her cold demeanor. Her ears suddenly perk up and her tail wags wildly from side to side then she goes, “Wan wan wan wan wan,” sticks her tongue out while pretending to pant and continues, “wan wan wan wan.”

“Are you pretending to be a dog?”

“Yeah? Aren’t you going to take me on a walk? Is something wrong?”

“No, I just thought you’d act like a pet fox.”

“Dog goes wan, Cat goes nyan, but what does the fox say?”

Anger swells in your chest for a brief moment before dissipating. With a heavy sigh, you say, “Don’t worry about it. Just follow me.”

The trunk closes with a heavy thud. After that, you lead Kuro around the small park. Her eyes are glued to the ground in an attempt to avoid eye contact. Luckily for Kuro, the park is empty but you notice what she’s doing and stop abruptly. Kuro bumps into you headfirst. She mutters a curse then loudly apologizes for bumping into you even though you both know that your abrupt stop was intentional. You walk Kuro into a small clearing that’s about five feet in diameter and is surrounded by short pine trees. In the clearing, you gradually come to a stop. Kuro asks, “Why are we stopping? Don’t you want to walk your pet fox?”

You turn around to face Kuro, “We’re going to play a game.”

“A game?” her eyes light up and her tail wags back and forth. It’s hard to tell if she’s faking it or not.

“Yeah,” you reach into her breast pocket touching one of her boobs and fish out a pack of cigarettes. Kuro’s rose-pink blush grows and her tongue hangs out her slightly open mouth. There’s an electric feeling in the air like she’s expecting you to do something. She doesn’t know whether to close her eyes or not so she keeps them half closed. You say, “We’re going to play fetch,” then chuck the pack of fags to the other side of the other clearing, “By the way, this park doesn’t allow dogs without leashes.”

“Jerk.”

Kuro makes an attempt to retrieve her cigarettes but you yank the leash back hard enough to make her fall on her ass before the leash is even taught. Kuro yelps as she lands flat on her ass. She spends a minute on the ground hiding a smile. You tug on the leash, getting the collar to lightly choke Kuro. She tries in vain to stop the metal collar from choking her but gives up and crawls back towards you; her face redder than before. You notice that her eyes are fixed on your crotch as she’s crawling on all fours. Once she reaches you, Kuro hugs your leg and looks up at you with desperate, needy eyes. “What do you want?” you ask.

“Um, isn’t this when you tell me to suck your cock?”

“Huh? I just wanted to mess with you, I don’t want a blowjob.”

“Oh!” Kuro bolts upright, “I, uh, I, um, was just kidding besides if you made me do that then I’d bite it off. I’m going to get my pack of smokes now.”

You watch Kuro as she bends to pick up her cigarettes revealing a wet pair of pink panties which are so wet that you can clearly make out her puffy vulva. She wiggles her butt while she’s bent down to make sure you see it. You change your mind seeing her pale ass and the outline of her pussy. You really weren’t going to fuck her but now you feel like you have to. Your stiff dick couldn’t be happier. Kuro has a huge grin plastered on her face as she walks back to you. She makes sure you see her tuck in the pack of fags into her breast pocket. She’s about to say something smug but you cut her off by grabbing her leash and dragging her to the tree line. You push her onto a tree and pin her against it using your body. “What are you doing?” says Kuro, barely able to hide her excitement.

“I’m going to use you to get rid of my boner,” you say as you reach into her skirt and pull down her damp panties.

“Today’s my safe day so you can’t get me pregnant.”

“Good, that means I can use you as many times as I want.”

Her tail stands straight up after you say that. It’s obvious that she really wants it. You kick her feet apart then whip out your dick and try to push it into her tight hole, however, it’s too tight and somehow it isn’t wet at all. Kuro stammers, “Wr-Wrong hole.”

“Oh, sorry.”

You adjust your cock lowering it until you can feel Kuro’s puffy lips on the tip of your dick. You run your cock along the length of Kuro’s wet vagina then awkwardly push it into her. Kuro gasps as she feels your cock slowly fill her up. Her tail starts rhythmically thumping against your chest like a metronome. It’s a little awkward moving your hips at first but you soon get in a groove and start fucking Kuro who’s trying her hardest not to moan. The only sounds in the clearing are the wet slapping sound of sex, your grunts, and an occasional gasp from Kuro. You purposefully angle your cock away from her G-spot so she can’t enjoy herself as much although that doesn’t seem to work since you can see drool leave her mouth and you can feel her pussy getting wetter with each passing minute.

While fucking Kuro, you cup one of her boobs and squeeze. That breaks her. She moans loud enough for the whole park to hear and begs you to fuck her ‘like a man’. You push harder against the tree and quicken the tempo of each thrust. You also hit her G-spot which for Kuro is right next to her cervix. She’s euphoric and so are you. The way her pussy feels on your cock is amazing. It’s so amazing that you have to try really hard not to cum. You’re waiting until she climaxes which, judging from her moans, is going to happen soon. The reason is simple: you want to knock her up and if she orgasms then there’s a higher chance of that happening, but Kuro has something else planned. She manages to a sentence, “Please… please blow, ah, blow smo- ah fuck. Blow smoke on me.”

You like the idea, so you fish a cigarette and a lighter out of Kuro’s breast pocket. Kuro puffs on the cigarette while you hold the lighter’s flame under it. You close the lighter once you see a wispy trail of smoke rise from the end of the cigarette. Kuro gets a few smokes in before you grab the lit cigarette from her mouth and take a drag of it. The end of the cigarette burns away as the toxic smoke fills your mouth. You blow the smoke directly onto Kuro’s face just like she wanted. Kuro breathes in the smoke through her nose and blows it out her mouth with a satisfied sigh. It’s obvious what she wants you to do next. Lifting her skirt up, you ash the cigarette on a butt cheek producing a sick sizzling sound. Kuro moans and begs you to do it all again.

After blowing on her face again, you rub the end of the cigarette on the bottom of one of her thighs. Kuro arches her back from the pain pulling your dick with her. It starts smelling like burnt flesh; a smell that you thought you’d never know. Kuro gives you one final command, “Put the cigarette out anywhere on my body.” You blow into the cigarette to keep the embers bright and hot then choose a good spot to put out the fag. You pull up her uniform exposing her tummy to the elements. Her tail beats faster against your chest when she realizes what you’re about to do. Kuro squeals with delight as you shove the fiery cigarette into her stomach and rub around until you’re sure that no embers remain. Kuro’s squeal quickly turns into a moan. Because of the pain, she moves her hips in such a way that your dick can’t take it anymore. It feels like one continuous stream of cum explodes out of your cock and into Kuro’s pussy. A second later, Kuro orgasms and her cunt squeezes your cock dry. The sound of liquid splashing on the tree trunk tells you that you made her squirt.

You slap her ass a few times while waiting for her pussy to let go of your cock. Kuro wiggles her ass causing a second stream of spunk to shoot into her womb. Finally, Kuro’s pussy stops violently contracting and you’re able to pull out with a satisfying pop. And when you do pull out, a rush of cum pours out of her pussy. Kuro is euphoric; her breathing is slow and relaxed and her tail limply hangs down her body. You pull her panties up for her slapping her ass once the panties are in place. You spend a minute or so kissing Kuro from behind. Her quivering lips feel amazing pressed against yours. Occasionally, you pull the leash back lightly, choking Kuro. She loves it and her kisses are more passionate when she’s being choked. You say, “Let’s go back to your car. You did a good job being my pet.”

“Am I a good girl?”

“Yes you are,” you scratch the back of her black fox ears, “you’re a good girl, Kuro,” she bites her lip and closes her eyes as if she’s fantasizing about you, “C’mon, let’s go before someone sees us.”

You walk Kuro back to her shitty Corolla in a matter of minutes. The entire time she leans on you since her legs are as shaky as a newborn deer’s. She also spends the walk rubbing your crotch and rubbing her face on you.

At the car, Kuro takes off her collar and puts it back in the trunk. She motions to the back seats with a sly smile on her face. You shrug and say, “Sure, why not.”

Kuro jumps with joy and quickly unlocks the door to let you in. Sliding into the back of the car, you notice immediately the yellow-stained roof and the awful lingering smell. Kuro slides in after you, closing the door as she does so. She starts smoking as soon as she’s comfortable forcing you to roll down a window using a window crank. Coolly blowing out a lungful of smoke, she says, “I always wanted to have a cigarette after sex.”

“How long have you been smoking?”

“Um… I dunno… for a long time.”

“Can I see your hand?”

“Sure.”

Kuro’s fingertips are squeaky clean; they don’t have any of the telltale signs that longtime smokers have. Something isn’t adding up. You lift up Kuro’s upper lip revealing a pearl white canine. You pluck the cigarette from the hand of a stunned Kuro and flick safely onto the gravel road. You say, “I think you just started smoking, isn’t that right?”

Embarrassed, Kuro nods, “I wanted to act like a delinquent so I bought this shitty car and started smoking. I just wanted to look cool.”

“You don’t have to smoke to be a delinquent. For example, you could have sex in the back of your car. That’s pretty rebellious.”

“Really? Can you show me how?”

“It would be my pleasure.”

Laying Kuro down on the seats, you lift up one of her legs and put it over your shoulder. The sock’s cotton feels soft on your neck. Then you move her gusset to the side exposing her still wet pussy. It’s only now that you realize that Kuro has a well-trimmed bush. You take your cock out and rub the tip against Kuro’s wet pussy lips before sliding it into her sopping wet hole. Kuro’s eyes flutter as you enter her for the second time. She lets out a barely audible moan that sounds like a mouse squeak more than anything else. Her red eyes focus on your face.

You fuck her hard straight away. The position that she’s in makes it easy to fuck her. With each deep thrust, Kuro responds with a moan. Your movements also cause the car to rock back and forth which makes it a little bit harder to fuck Kuro though you do eventually get used to it. Your cock is so deep inside the fox girl that your hips touch. Kuro unbuttons her uniform while you’re balls deep inside of her to show off her medium-sized boobs jiggling in her black bra. You can also see the burn mark on belly; it’s surprisingly close to her navel. Kuro caresses her belly which sends you into a sexual overdrive. You fuck Kuro harder than before not caring that your cock is slamming into her cervix. In between moans Kuro pleads, “Let me swallow you.”

The two of you reposition yourselves so that you’re sitting on a seat with spread legs and Kuro is on her knees in front of you. The first thing she does is plant a loud kiss on your bellend then, after grabbing the base of your shaft, wraps her lips around your cock; her tongue licks your frenulum while she’s sucking the tip. You clench the seat knowing that your swelling balls are ready to explode. Kuro descends further down your shaft stopping around halfway where she bobs her head up and down. The vibrations that are caused by her soft moans travel from her mouth to your cock and give it a tingling sensation. Her soft pursed lips are firm around your cock and her warm tongue twirls around your head. You can’t take it anymore. You cum directly into Kuro’s mouth, painting the back of her throat white with hot spunk.

Kuro’s eyes widen as the first burst of cum enters her mouth then she looks up at you and a smile forms on her lips. She closes her eyes and swallows all the cum your cock shoots out. You’re in a state of euphoric shock but you manage to scratch behind Kuro’s fox ears which you can tell she likes by the fact that she’s still sucking long after you’ve finished ejaculating. Eventually, Kuro pulls her head away leaving your cock covered in small bubbles of spit. A long bridge of saliva connects Kuro’s tongue to your cock which she severs. She opens her mouth nice and wide for you to see that she’s swallowed every last drop of cum. You call her a ‘good girl’ and that makes Kuro very happy.

Sitting next to you, Kuro says rather bluntly, “I love you.”

You feel your cheeks heat up and respond, “Thanks, I love you too.”

Kuro giggles, “You don’t have to lie, I know you only love Mio but I do have a question to ask.”

“What is it?”

“Um,” Kuro gets really quiet, “Next month when I’m ovulating…”

“Yes, I will.”

“You will? Thank you so much,” Kuro kisses you on the cheek, “One last thing, when you tell Mio about this make sure to talk about me like I’m cold and distant. I have appearances to live up to.” With that, Kuro climbs into the driver’s seat giving you one final look at her fat pussy and starts the car. The engine sputters but miraculously Kuro gets the car to move and the two of you head off into the proverbial sunset.

 

 

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

R.I.P. 1954-2020
	 
  	
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Backup created on: 01/15/2023