It was a cold December morning. Leaves had already fallen, and the air was crisp and windy. The semester was almost over and Caroline was about to make a decision she wouldnât regret. She had considered it for a while but today would be the day she would go to class in her fur. She put on her best image and wore a stunning silver fox jacket with stockings and a matching hat. As she walked heads turned everywhere in admiration. The fur bounced up and down with every step she took further complemented by the blowing of the wind. When she got to class, everyone was mesmerized. âIs that a real fur?â one girl asked. She replied, âyes, itâs made from only the softest silver foxesâ The other girl said âWow thatâs so sadâ to which Caroline said âoh but come feel it though, itâs sooooo softâ Soon she and most of the other girls in the classroom couldnât help themselves. They surrounded her trying to pet her furs, remarking about how fluffy and thick they were. Caroline couldnât help but notice that a particular boy in the corner of the room had a raging boner. After class she walked up to him and said âmeet me at my place at 8 for a good timeâ and handed him a note with her number and address on it. She then walked away, heavy furs moving with her steps. The boy went, ringing her doorbell, and Caroline answered wearing nothing underneath her furs this time. She invited him to her room, leading him on slowly. Once she opened the door, a magnificent sight was revealed. A great wolf skin laid on the floor, her bed had a coyote fur blanket, fox pelts of all kinds lined the walls, and several fluffy fur hats sat on stands on the dresser. Raccoons, foxes, coyotes, and wolves were everywhere, it was like a whole wilderness of furs. She turned to him and said âwell, go on then, letâs have some fun!â motioning to his pants. He pulled them down, revealing his powerful erection, throbbing with excitement. She took one particularly fluffy golden fox pelt off the wall and started shaking the tail around wildly. She could tell this excited him more. She then started to move the tail up and down and all around his shaft, getting him harder and harder. She then moved the tail in a swift tickling motion around his bellend and he burst, shooting the liquid everywhere. He recovered from this first nut and then the real fun would begin. She lay on the wolf skin, bent over, still wearing the thick silver fox from before. He immediately knew what to do. He grabbed a Davy Crockett style raccoon hat off the dresser and started tickling her vag with it, making her very excited. He moved the fur up and down her thighs, taking the tail of the hat and teasing her with it. He would then whip out his member and go to town on her. Fur was flying, bouncing, and moving all over as he thrashed her about. Her high pitched moans combined with the jiggling fur only made him more aroused. Eventually it became too much for the both of them, and they both orgasmed at the same time, liquid everywhere. They took a moment to catch their breath and then crawled under the coyote blanket, falling into a very deep sleep.
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