Bonus Story - A Kiss Goodnight (Patreon)

Sitting in front of a porch-lit house he called home a male husky drummed his fingers upon the steering wheel while replaying the events of that evening in his head. Almost like watching a movie with commentary from a peanut gallery of multiple opinions that occupied the headspace, simultaneously watching his recent memories play out. His insecurity, excitement, confusion, and arousal conversing at every millisecond of the date he had just went on that left him not upstairs with a pretty lapine girl but instead at home in the driveway in the house he shared with a multigenerational family.

He wondered if they had chemistry. It felt like they had chemistry. They liked each other fine, she had invited him upstairs even, but something caused him to choke and say the dumbest line possible. 

‘My sister wouldn’t like that.’

The implications, the sudden look of expressed shock upon her face, him desperately trying to explain himself. Which even made it worse! Malcolm lived at home with his parents, it simply made sense as he had recently finished his schooling and rather than have an obscene amount of non-educational debt from renting an apartment staying home was a more fiscally responsible idea. ..But that wasn’t how it came across. 

‘It was my turn to watch the kids!’

That was even worse, the implications were a more salacious and juicier story than the truth that was his older sister lived at home too.. with her husband and their two kids while they saved to buy a house. 

‘Don’t worry my parents are fine with it!’

The nail in the coffin. She had already stepped out of the car by this point and was turned tail and practically fleeing towards her apartment as he pleaded to call her tomorrow. His words met with a vague ‘uh-huh’ and ‘sure’ that told him he blew it. He stared at the steering wheel of his care and his head landed upon it with a dull thud. His sister and her husband were out on their own datenight, their parents on a business trip, it left Malcolm having to pick up the tab of a babysitter for the evening. A tab that was already into over-time and he had nothing but blue balls to show for it. 

He groaned and dragged himself out of the car with a sullen whimper. His sister was right after all, it was pointless for him to date when he was living at home with his parents.

…

“Wow.” The babysitter Malcolm had hired stood there in stunned disbelief, giggling to herself as she leaned against the side of the door jam. “Your parents are fine with it?” Her giggling laughter seemed to put the world into a better perspective, even as the sting of his own words were fresh in the wound Amber’s mirth helped sooth the irritation he felt at himself. “Well, that would certainly be a good reason why you didn’t even get a kiss goodnight.” 

The husky exhaled and clasped his hands behind his head and tilted back into them, recapping the moment helped him put things into perspective and it almost felt like a breath of fresh air after being suffocated in a coffin of his own anxieties. “Yeah, I guess it just wasn’t meant to be.” 

“Well that happens sometimes.” Amber gave a soft smile even though he wasn’t looking in her direction. “Hey, tell you what,” His blue eyes found her face and this time he caught the smile meant for him. Amber was a friend of Sherri’s, one he had known at the shop and one he called a friend as well. “I’ve had a few really bad dates myself. …None this bad on a Thursday Night budget date,” She giggled again this time thinking about the spot he’d taken the prospective suitor, TGIFridays, “But! This one’s on me. How about that?”

He flushed slightly, “Oh. Amber! You don’t have to do that, I really appreciate you coming out. Please let me pay you. It’s-“ He reached for his wallet but Amber’s hands clasped onto his and suddenly he found that the little mouse was looking up at him with a  blush.

“It’s fine!” Amber’s voice raised pitch, almost squeaking from excitement as her slender tail wormed into itself, her little pink nose twitching excitedly. “Cause.. You know, we’re friends.” She suddenly sank worrying if she’d gone a step to far. “Right?” 

“Y..yeah,” Malcolm suddenly noticed the twinkle in her eyes, how cute she was how small she was compared to him. Her tiny demure size making him almost feel like a giant in comparison, his hands felt the softness of her fingertips and slowly he leaned forwards. “Just.. Just friends right?” The breath of his lips touching upon hers as their faces came ever closer, Amber unconsciously standing on her tiptoes to be near his muzzle. Her little heart pounding as the mouse who had spied him from afar for so long finally became the focus of his attentions. “Just..” And then their lips met, whether by his or hers, neither could say but neither retreated. 

His hand crept along Amber’s thigh unsure if it was genuine attraction or simply built up lust from an evening with desires unfulfilled but in all honesty Amber couldn’t care either way. His fingertips crept along the crease of her jeans and slowly dug inwards without a hint of protest, their tongues meeting together twirling in unison as his hand felt something… well.. not what he was expecting. The warm thickness that slowly hardened against his fingertips gave a familiar squish as he slowly held it in his grasp, he noticed how Amber blushed deeply when their eyes opened together. The mousegirl almost pulling back until his hand moved.. 

She wasn’t sure, but she could have sworn that his hand cupped around her shaft.. and her heart beat. Pounding firmly against her ribs as in a stunned pause she felt a droplet of their mixed drool strand spill and break from their kiss, landing upon her chin as his lips curled into a knowing and reassuring smile. His hand this time, for sure, stroked her cock. “Ah.. ahn..” Amber let out a small whimper, his padded palm, his thick manly digits, caressing her cock so warmly in his grip she could feel her organ swelling and throbbing as the meaty veins pulsed against him. “You.. You-“

“I love it..” He whispered gently and closed their questions with a kiss, his body pressing against hers and holding the back of her head as his hand squished against her cockmeat. He smoothed the pre-cum that spilled from her cocktip against her own shaft as he breathed heavily into their kiss, his tail leaning over and wrapping around her waist, holding her body and soul to him as their tongues rolled against each other. Amber’s little pawtoes scrunched tightly as she moaned cutely into his mouth, a hushed whimper and squeak as she started to roll her hips against the comfort of his cockwielding pawlm. “Let.. let me taste you..” His hot breath kissed along the nape of her neck and his lips soon followed, her answer was given in the form of her almost giving a violent throb against his palm.

It was a request she hadn’t heard from a guy before, and it honestly threw her off but at the same time she couldn’t help but be aroused. “Oh.. Ohkay..” She bit down on her lower lip, in truth she daydreamed about being the giver of such impromptu romance and as he slowly lowered himself before her she felt her heavy cock pulsating excitedly with this turn of events. Her cock springing from her jeans and the heavy meat that rivaled men twice her size. 

“It’s beautiful,” He gazed up at her while he sat upon his knees, even still having to lean forwards to accurately assess her cock. Stroking along the sides the distinctly fat veiny cockmeat that held a pungent scent to it, a flavor that Amber often caught herself breathing in when she sat with her knees apart after a long day, and yet.. he wasn’t put off by it in the least. He breathed it in, leaning his head forwards and letting his canine nostrils flare twice, sniffing at her scent before his masculine pink tongue elongated and licked upwards against her shaft. 

Her breathing shortened as his lips descended upon her bright pink meaty dick, his eyes focusing upon her in a reassuring manner as his lips were caught upon her cockmeat. The softness of his ebony huskylips dragging against her flesh sending a shudder through her body causing her pawtoes to scrunch as her hands landed upon the top of his head, her poor body straining to keep standing as her legs quivered with bliss. His head only returning to push further down her cock and retreat, over and over again she felt this ecstasy as the buildup of her feminine frame rounded the circuit of her veins, blood pumping throughout her form as she breathed in and out. Her cock was harder than she’d ever felt it before and those thick mouseballs were achingly heavy, swelling with each passing second as his lips noisily and messily slurped along her cock, drenching it with drool as her other hand covered her face teasing at her tresses that fell to the side of her cheek. “Hahhh.. Nnfhh.. Fuuh.. Fuhh..”

With his eyes locked upon her his other hand began to stroke at his own length, she was so cute and gentle, even the way she tried to grip onto his mane was adorable. Her fingertips so soft as they gripped into the fluff of his fur and his head speeding up, bobbing deeper onto her cock until it poked at the back of his throat. His palm, pinky out, stroked along his canine prick rapidly beating against his length as his hand clung to her thigh, his head pumping back and forth like a voracious predator sucking down the sweet flavor of her bright pink cock while her almost glowing blue eyes stared down at him with her buck teeth clenching at her lower lip. Her body wrought with strained pleasure as her cock, hard and brimming with excitement throbbed desperately against his mouth and lips, her nostrils flaring as she breathed in his masculine scent that drove her wild. His mouth, the ridges against the roof that ground against the tip of her ever increasingly sensitive cocktip, dragging against them and slurping along the underside with his spongy soft tongue.

Her fingertips clutched into his ebony fur as she moaned out her high pitched voice barely muffled by the fingertips that covered over her lips, saliva spilling down her digits as she panted and huffed. His mouth noisier than before and she could hear the shlorping slurps, the way his tongue dragged along the underside of her cock and tongued against her balls when he hilted against her crotch. “Gghh.. I’m.. Ghhl..” Amber gurgled helplessly, her eyes watering at the corners of her mouth as her chest rose and fell with each passing second, his tongue now rolling along her cumslit and slurping directly in between the tight hole at the tip of her massive pink length. His lips squeezing upon her cockmeat as he sucked tightly upon the base of her cock, and then she glanced down, her biggest mistake. “I’m.. I’m..” 

Her eyes focused upon his, staring in a moment of connecting and it was like the air was stolen from her lips in that split second she caught his gaze. His bright blue eyes, the handsome face that held her cock in his lips, the slight smirk he did and the little wink.. that just sent her over the edge! “Cummiiiii~iing!” With an adorable squeal her mouth parted and her tongue fell out, her head tossing back as her eyes crossed on the way to rolling in the back of her head. Her body lifting and standing upon her tiptoes the little mouse and her wriggling wire tail entwined upon itself twisting into almost a knot as her cock erupted inside the huksy’s maw. Cum that tasted sweeter than Malcolm was expecting flooded the roof of his maw and spilled along his tongue as his lips pursed around the base of her cock and his throat greedily drank down the healthy deposit. Her hot spunk tasted so sugary upon his palate that his hands gripped upon her asscheeks, holding her tightly to him and refusing to let go as his tongue and throatmuscles milked her fat mousiecock of every drop of hot spunk she had to offer!

“Wow!” A voice interrupted the pair and Malcolm looked over to the side. His heart dropped. It was his sister and her husband, his brother in law. Her eyes were wide with surprise at the scene and as Malcolm tried to cover the scene Amber’s cock fell from his mouth and the husky girl’s eyes widened even more at the sheer girth… almost jealous at her brother’s find. “..I.. I’ll be honest Mal, I.. uh.. was not expecting your date to go well, but uh.. I’m glad you proved me wrong.”