Under the Tail and Other Stories
Copyright© 2026 by Dragonpig
Chapter 70
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 70 - Hello, everybody! This is Dragonpig. I'm going to be writing a collection of stories within the anthropomorphic, or furry, genre. Some will be short stories, some will be novel-length, and others will fall somewhere in between. Yes, some of these stories will be quite explicit, while others won't be. I'm going to keep this series going until I either get bored or find that people just aren't interested in it. I'd really enjoy hearing your opinions and thoughts on my writing. Have a good one!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Ma Consensual Romantic Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Fairy Tale Humor Vignettes War Zoophilia Science Fiction Aliens Alternate History Space Furry Sharing Incest Mother Son Brother Sister DomSub FemaleDom Light Bond Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Bestiality Exhibitionism Fisting Flatulence Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Pregnancy Safe Sex Squirting Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Teacher/Student Nudism
“Yes. Right there. Don’t stop. I’m close, honey.” Her hips lifted off the mattress. “I’m going to ... AHHH!” The sound tore out of H, and she reached down, hands closing on Erica’s shoulders. “Come up here, honey.”
Erica climbed into view, trailing small kisses over H’s stomach, her ribs, the curve of her breast, until she was stretched out along the length of her, face to face, hair falling around them both like a curtain.
H buried a hand in the crimson strands and pulled her down. She kissed her, their tongues exploring. “I love you,” she said between kisses. “God, I needed that.”
Erica trailed loving kisses along H’s throat. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, honey. Because it’s been a while since we had time by ourselves, what with you being so busy with Nathaniel.”
H let her hand drift down Erica’s back until she came to her shapely ass. She squeezed and kneaded, then slid over and found the base of her girlfriend’s tail, fingers combing through the thick, bushy fur there, scratching gently at the juncture. “Yeah.” She turned her head and pressed a kiss to Erica’s temple. “Sorry, baby. About that.”
“You’re lucky I love you.” Erica’s voice was muffled against her fur, but she was already moving, a slow grind of her hips, her pussy rubbing along H’s thigh.
“You know what they say,” H murmured, playing with Erica’s tail. “A woman’s work is never done.”
Erica responded with a muffled “Mmh.”
“We got the package and it’s part of some sort of weather machine.”
Erica’s hips went still. “Hasn’t that been done before?”
“Yeah, it has,” H said. “But you know these supervillain types. They’re all about doomsday devices. You have to admit the weather machine is one of the classics.”
Erica made an encouraging sound and then she was moving again. “And what makes it even worse?”
“We found out from Lickair that the person in charge of it is Dr. Briar Patch.” H slid her fingers through Erica’s hair, rubbing her scalp. “Yes, the same one my brother has been dealing with for years. I’m still trying to figure out if they’re arch enemies or some weird lover thing. I mean, the times she’s escaped from him by playing the damsel in distress, even though I tell him time after time that she’s using him...”
She let out a breath. “I would have a better chance of having sex with her than he would.”
Erica’s grinding slowed, her mouth against H’s neck. “Mm.”
“Could the signs be any more obvious? All her henchwomen look like supermodels.”
Erica huffed against her throat.
“But none of them is as pretty as you,” H amended, and turned her head to kiss her.
Erica kissed her back. “Smart save, baby.”
“We’re going to infiltrate her base,” she continued, her hand moving idly through Erica’s long hair. “By the way, can you believe it’s under the city aquarium? I guess it beats the last one, which was under a lesbian strip club. Again. Obvious. When my brother catches up with her, they’ll do their little song and dance, and she’ll get away. I’m tempted just to send in a drone strike to settle this once and for all. But I know Nathaniel would never forgive me if I did that.”
Erica’s finger slid into her, and H gasped, her pussy twitching as Erica began to tease her clit.
Erica looked down into her face.
“Baby, I’m sorry this is happening,” she said. “But you do realize you have a naked, horny woman on top of you who would really like you to pay attention to her.”
“Oh, honey, I’m sorry, I just get so...”
“Stop being sorry.” Erica kissed her. “Make love to me.”
H kissed her back, rolled her over onto the bed, and settled between her legs. “That’s it, baby,” Erica encouraged, and H trailed kisses down her throat to her breasts, taking a nipple into her mouth and sucking.
The bridge hummed around her, a low electronic purr under a constant chorus of chirps and trills. Panels ran along the walls, banks of square buttons lighting up in red and amber and green, blinking in no pattern Hazel could find. Somewhere behind her a relay clicked.
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