Chapter 4 - Trouble Brewing

Thomas sat there with the fox, at the top of the stairs. Mary was biting her lip a little in decision. Did she dare take this next step? She had already come this far but what would happen if she followed through?

Tom laid a paw on her thigh and rubbed slowly, gently. The action alone sent electricity up Mary's spine. At that moment, she decided to do it and that she would have no regrets.

She leaned forward, toward Tom, and breathed softly and hesitantly. She was about to lose her nerve but Tom leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. For a moment they merely kissed slowly as Mary got used to the sensation while Tom worked on keeping her interested.

Mary yipped softly, Tom's firm but gentle touch pressing on her concealed sex. It was at that moment she felt the weight of her decision but instead of backing out she felt this strong and intense fire lit within her heart. Her sex clenched in desire. Her heart sped up. She knew now, this was going to happen and she was going to enjoy every second of it.

Tom interrupted. "Let's move this to your room, okay?" Mary wordlessly agreed, panting softly. She wasn't expecting it, but Tom hefted her up with ease and stood with his pants indigently sliding down around his ankles. With graceful motion Tom still somehow managed to get Mary to her bed without trouble. 

"Do you have a condom?" Tom asked. Mary shook her head, forcing Tom to groan. "Are you on the pill?" Again, Mary shook her head. Tom groaned. "Fine, but we're doing this my way." With that his deft and nimble fingers popped her fly open within seconds and his paw slipped into her panties and quickly found her nether mound.

Mary couldn't restrain a very audible moan, squirming a little. Tom merely smiled a little, getting into his old rhythm. His fingers sliding into her wet sex with ease, driving her into a frenzied squirming. Her walls clenched and squeezed around Tom's slimy digits.

Pulling his paw free, he slid her panties aside exposing her nethers to the cool air. Pressing his tip to her hole, she gasped softly at the sensation knowing full well what was coming. He inched forward and she nearly screamed, feeling like she was being torn apart by how thick he was. 

A few inches in, he started rocking his hips. She could feel this amazingly pleasureful sensation, yet somehow feeling like he wasn't going in very far. Tom knew what he was hitting, and he wanted to make sure he didn't hurt her to get past it. 

"Mary, you might want to brace yourself... this is going to hurt." Mary nodded and did as she was told having no idea what was coming or what to expect. Tom pushed forward again, but instead of backing off he pressed forward harder. 

The feeling from before, being torn apart, was more intense now. It hurt now. She wanted him to stop, almost begging and pleading, before she felt something give way. There was a searing pain which forced her to cry out softly. 

Tom pulled her into an embrace, trying to comfort her while the pain took its damn sweet time passing. Eventually, after what seemed like an hour, Mary started to relax a bit. She seemed worried, though.

"What... what was that?" Mary asked, her voice a little shaky. Tom nodded knowingly and replied "Your hymen. It's a barrier that doesn't serve any real purpose, but hurts like hell the first time you have sex." Tom's explanation eased her tensions.

"Still want to keep going?" Tom asked. Mary nodded nervously, her body giving a much more eager response. Tom pressed in as far as he could go, hilting all sixteen inches with minimal difficulty. Mary could only moan in response, all these sensations new to her. Tom went slow for her.

Easing his full length in and out of her, he could feel her spasming erratically. She was going to cum within seconds. It was then he felt her legs locking around his waist. He sensed her urgency, and picked up the pace to a moderate rhythm. 

Mary moaned and writhed, her chest heaving her modest breasts with each of Tom's thrusts. She could feel every inch sliding deep into her, her inner walls gripping tightly at every inch trying to hold him in and milk that thick long shaft of his. 

Tom could feel his knot swelling and tried his best to keep from tying them together. Mary, however, wasn't paying attention and was far too engrossed. She gave a rather unexpected and rough thrust of her hips and Tom gasped, dreading what he knew would come next.

Her motion had lodged his knot inside her, locking each other at the pelvis. Mary felt an intense pressure in her belly, pressing against something that was making her sex spasm out of control. She was having an orgasm, not knowing that she was stimulating his cock.

"Mary, hold on!" Mary barely heard him, and tried her best to keep still though her hips had a mind of their own. "W-what is it, Tom?" she whined. "I'm tied. I don't want to hurt you, but if we don't get me out now I'm going to cum." Mary gasped at the grim news. She knew pulling out a swollen knot could very much tear her apart literally, but if she didn't the chance of pregnancy was very high.

Looking up at Tom, eyes brimming with tears, she clutched to his chest and whispered softly. "Tom. I'm scared." Tom whined softly. "Mary, I need to know what you want." Mary cupped her paws on his cheeks and brought him into a rough and unpracticed kiss. Breaking it, she smiled sadly as she locked her gaze with his. "Tom... I... I want your puppies." 

Her expression swayed his heart. He nodded and grabbed her shoulders. He rocked his hips furiously, his knot rubbing against her G-spot vigorously. Mary whimpered then screamed in bliss as she gave in to the sinking feeling in her heart, knowing full well this was a huge risk she was going to lose.

Mary climaxed, screaming as though she was being shredded from the inside. Her convulsions were so intense, so brutal, and so strong that it set Tom off almost immediately. It took a moment, but Mary could feel something hot flooding her belly. She blushed furiously, her body twitching from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Tom panted heavily, knowing that he had just put his fate in the hands of chance. His guilty pleasure emphasized by the throbbing extremity buried within the hot tight wet depths. He could only hang his head in shame.

Mary was the first to lighten the mood, giving a soft embarrassed chuckle as she prodded her gently swollen belly. "I didn't know boys put out this much..." Tom smirked darkly and chuckled. "They don't." They shared a soft laugh together before Tom smiled, staring into Mary's eyes as she did the same. 

"Mary?" Tom softly spoke. "Yeah, Tom?" He leaned down and kissed her on the lips. Slowly and passionately. His lips pulling at hers, his tongue following the curves of her lips. When he had broken the kiss, he smirked. "I hope he gets his mother's eyes." Mary blushed, her whiskers flush erect. 

It took a moment before she smiled. When she did, she merely buried her muzzle into his chest. "I... I love you, Tom." Tom smiled and cradled her head gently. "I love you too, Mary."