Touch Fluffy Tail Stories Novels & Stories

“My god… look at you two sluts rubbing pussies.” Sarah reached out and pulled him closer. “Your turn soon, baby. But first, watch us cum together again.” We ground faster, moaning loudly. I came first this time, my pussy pulsing and squirting against hers. Sarah followed right after, her cunt gushing and mixing with mine in a slippery mess. We kept rubbing through it, drawing out every last tremor until we collapsed, panting.

I tried to act uninterested, but they were so loud that every word reached my ears. I didn't know if men really used that kind of talk to relieve stress, but I was genuinely stirred. Those blunt, unfiltered words drifted through the air like feathers, brushing against my skin and teasing my senses. The frustration I'd felt with Dylan the night before started to boil over. Lying there, I felt a tingle spread from head to toe. I couldn't wait for nightfall, so Dylan and I could go at it. Once wasn't going to be enough. I wanted much, much more.

He laughed "Why do you call her Flufftail anyway?" "Because she is, she wagged tail at you pretty quickly didn't she?" "You call her Flufftail because she fell in love with me?" "Yes!" Ray felt that bubbly feeling in his gut again "Ok, so? If you're the one that got away, what is the third personality she has?" "A man eater" "Man eater?" "Yes, she has a taste for human flesh" Ray swallowed "Are you serious?" Tala smiled "Yes, and me, I just happen to have a taste for vampire flesh, fascinating isn't it?"

His warm breath tickled me as he blew air at my damp entrance. I shivered. Then I felt his tongue lick a stripe through my slit. I arched my back, clenching the bedsheets harder. My body trembled under him. He sucked on my entrance, and I felt his tongue dive into me. I reached my hands towards his blonde locks; he was still my king even though he was on his knees between my legs. “You can touch me if you want,” he said. “I am your mate. Touch me.” I hesitantly caressed his head. It felt so soft, like cotton.

At least Hunter won't see how red my face right now. Twyla let out a happy growl, and started stomping and running around some trees, followed by Fury as he replied with a growl at her back. They seemed happy as they continued to hide in trees and licked the other's faces. Of course, his wolf liked Twyla's tail so much that he couldn't go without pulling her tail, which somehow annoyed her.

until it is in front of the crack that illuminated the room.She comes closer and peers outside.There are many things that she saw for the first time, the trees, the flowers, the animals, the insects, the sun, and the wind.Amazed, the fairy flies over the surrounding forest.Going higher she flies over a hill and even higher she finds herself on a mountain.The fresh air, the noises, the humidity, all those things made her happy.Then, a butterfly is caught in a dragonfly's boat, which then flutters its elongated wings in front of the fairy, the fairy follows.A beautiful bird also approaches the fairy and, ignoring it, goes to the dragonfly and devours it in one peck.The fairy begins then, foll

The words tumble out of my mouth unbidden. She chuckles, blushing as she tucks strands of her fiery red hair behind her ear. "Hehe. Thank you. But no. I'm part fox, though." My eyes go wide. "Really?!" "Yup." I gape at her, completely blown away. It just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it? I lean closer to whisper to her. "So, do you have nine tails and stuff?" She grins. "Not nine yet. But I do have...tails."

He grinned, wiggling his fingers mysteriously. “It’s called ‘Story Fingers.’ You take turns telling a story, but here’s the catch—you can only speak one sentence at a time, and you have to include a finger count with each sentence. For example, I start with ‘One fox ran across the river,’ and then you continue with two of something happening, and so on. It gets tricky, and hilarious, especially after a few rounds.” Jaiyana laughed, already intrigued. “Sounds… complicated. But fun. Okay, I’m in.”

I wandered through the aisles, running my fingers along the spines, feeling a sense of belonging I hadn't felt in a long time. I spent the whole day there, completely lost among the books, reading story after story until I lost track of time. One book caught my attention "The Adventures of Sir Flufftail" a ridiculous but absolutely hilarious story about a brave and very dramatic rabbit knight who went on quests to save stolen carrot cakes from mischievous squirrels.

BOOOOOMMMM “Agh!” A nine-tailed woman landed on the ground, her body covered in wounds. In the sky, a nine-tailed fox with black fur and black eyes glared down at the fox woman who had landed pitifully on the ground. He, who had initially not paid much attention to this woman as she kept following him, was now annoyed by her rude behavior.