Sniper’s ridge (mff) (human m, human f, anthro f)

The grit settled on her boots, it’s dull edges casting miniature shadows against the setting sun. The rock crevice was cold and jagged; she’d been there all day. I was concerned that she hasn’t eaten anything, but she had ordered me not to disturb her for any reason.

The rest of our platoon was dead, all that remained of the Terran 345th was a young but stubborn sniper and a tiered engineer. I was the latter. I’d found some speckled green eggs in one of the dismal bushes that clung to the red rocks of the cliff, and held my blowtorch over their gooey insides. A fire would give away our position, so I had to make do.

I was ripped from my cooking my a sharp gunshot. Its deafening crack echoed through the valley bellow. I scrambled to my feet and jumped onto the rocky ledge where my comrade was crouched.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m tierd of your eggs, there’s some sort of animal down there and I took a crack at it.”

“Every bloody thing within twelve miles would’ve heard that shot!”

“You want meat? Go down and haul it up,” she shrugged.

Her blonde hair glistened in the setting sun, her slim figure obscured by her uniform. There was no use in arguing with her, so I unclipped my pistol from my belt, dusted off my kakhi pants and hauled myself back onto the top of the ledge.

There was a narrow trail down the plateau and into the valley, I trudged my way down in the blistering heat, dreading the return journey hauling a deer or whatever it was the damn girl had shot.

The grass weaved around my boots as I parted it, constantly tensing my back in anticipation of a sniper’s bullet; this was no-man’s-land, my good for nothing rookie should’ve been more careful.

The thing had dragged itself up against a tree, gripping it’s leg in an unusually human manor. What I had assumed to be a deer was in fact a humanoid, a naked humanoid was lush ginger hair all over, a bushy tail and dropping ears. A fox, that’s what she most resembled. Although I’d never seen a fox with such enormous breasts. I moved to her side, where she gazed upon me with fearful eyes.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

“My… Leg…”

I had not expected the thing to talk, but then I’d never met a humanoid fox before.

“I’m going to help you, can you stand on one leg?”

“I think so.”

She had fur all over, except for long red locks that came from her head, much like a human girl’s. She had a snouted face, although it was a short snout with a human mouth and red lips. I didn’t look long, although I noticed that between her legs was an area of shorter fur framing her labia, which were not large but still exposed, and an area of shadow I assumed in my brief glance to be her clit.

I hauled her to her feet, and held one arm around her to help her limp beside me. I reached my supporting arm around her and discreetly squeezed her breast. It felt soft and maluable, her nipples were hard and pertruded from her fur. A soft moan escaped her lips, although that could have been the pain of her leg.

Once at the top of the trail I leaned her against a tree, then went to get my squadmate. She was annoyed to be disturbed, but followed me after some persuasion.

“What is that thing?”

“She can talk, and you shot her.”

“I didn’t realise it… She was human, ish.”

I crouched down next to her, unable but to notice the juices seeping from her pussy.

“You’re… Hard… Do you wish to mate?”

I was confused for a second, and my comrade began to giggle.

Without another word the fox girl placed a furry hand on my trousers, and began to unbuckle it. I froze, unsure how to react in the situation.

I could feel her hands rubbing through my underwear, making my cock tingle. Then she pulled me close, and locked lips with me. She tasted like raw chicken, but was warm and her fur brushed my nose. She pulled away, and pulled off my pants. My cock fell limply into her hands, and the sniper stoped laughing.

“You’re… Actually pretty big sir.”

“Thanks?”

“Why should the fox have all the fun?”

The animal took my dick in her mouth, and began to move her head back and forth. Her tonuge massaged my urethra and her saliva soaked my shaft. Her fur tickled my balls with each deep throat.

My comrade kneeled down beside her, and began to unbutten her uniform.

Button undone, head back

Button undone, head forwards

Button undone, my cock reached deep into the back of the fox’s throat.

The shirt fell open, revealing the twin humps of her breasts held behind a sports bra. Slowly she rolled it up, folding the grey fabric into itself, gradually revealing more of her underboob.

The fox pulled my dick from her mouth, and began to flick the tip with her long tonuge.

As the roll reached just below her nipples, she pulled it off with one swift motion, causing her perky breasts to bounce. Her tits were by no means large, a C cup perhaps, but they were pale and firm. She leaned in, jiggling them with her hands. I pushed my face between them, kissing and sucking as her blonde hair tickled my face.

The fox dropped my dick, and fell back, massaging her clit with one hand.

My comrade took her place, taking my cock in her mouth and gently moving back and forth whilst twisting with her right hand. With her left she unbuckled her belt and slipped her trousers down to her knees. Her mouth felt more familiar, however she was able to do less with her tongue than the fox. She pressed her lips right up to the base, holding my cock in her throat as she made a swallowing motion. Then she pulled all the way out, gasping for air.

The fox crawled forwards expectantly, and turned to present her neatly kept rear. The sniper guided my dick into her, and I felt her foreskins warmth and firmness. With a small bit of fiddling, my comrade managed to push my hard cock into the fox’s vagina. She moaned softly, and began to move backwards and forwards.

With each forward motion the cold air of the outside hit my dick, and with each thrust I was relieved to feel the warm and wet insides of the girl. I could feel her muscles tensing, and her ass pushing into me with each backwards motion felt devine. She cupped my face with her tail as she began to moan.

I thrusted myself, giving her a break from doing all the work. She quivered appreaciativly, the vibrations traveling all the way up my dick. In. Out. In. Out. I thrusted, gathering pace as I went.

“Ooooooo” she gasped, saliva dripping from her gaping mouth.

I rammed her hard, shaking her entire body with each slam of my hips. her moans gained pitch, and I reached down with one hand to finger her clit as I passed in and out. Her wails reached a crisendo, and she began to shake all over. Suddenly she screamed with pleasure as her pussy tightened around me and began to gain heat. Everything felt a lot wetter, and she slid forwards off my dick, gasping for breath. Long strings of saliva fell from her lips, drenching the fur around her mouth.

“My turn.”

The sniper lay on her back beside the gasping fox, legs spread with her panties still on. There was a large wet spot on them, and she licked her lips as I put my fingers under the waistband. I pulled them up her legs, over her knees and onto her feet. I put the band between each toe as I passed them, until she was completely naked.

I lowered my head between her legs, and guided my tongue up over her vulva. She softly moaned and giggled. I pressed my lips over her pussy, using my tongue to part her labia and enter her vagina. She quivered at my touch, tightening around my tongue and dragging her fingers through my hair. I probed deep inside her, she tasted like sweat and a mild fishy flavour I couldn’t quite place. I pulled back my tongue, and flicked it over her clit a couple times. Her legs spasmed with every contact.

I lifted my head. She had one hand on her belly, the other behind her head. Her breasts jiggled with each of her gasping breaths. I placed my cock on her clit, moving it back and forth a couple times, causing her entire body to shiver. Then I slipped inside.

She immediately tensed, and let out a long moan as I pushed all the way in. I moved back and forth, my cock emerging soaked in bodily fluids each time. She felt warmer than the fox, but she wasn’t quite as tight. I leaned forwards, my chest resting on her tits and my mouth inches from hers. Still I thrusted, her warm breath blowing all over my face every time I went deep. Then I kissed her, wrapping my tongue around hers in a moist embrace. In, out In, out She began to squeal and moan, her voice obstructed by our kiss. Suddenly she broke our embrace.

“Oh god oh fuck!” She screamed as she began to quiver.

I thrusted deep, my cock throbbing and ready to burst with the build up. She began to violently shake and grip on to me. Her vagina squeezed so tight on to me and she shook so much that I couldn’t take it anymore. Her eyes rolled as I blew my load inside her, my dick pulsating with the release. I pulled my dick out, both of us panting. I kissed her again, tears in her eyes and swear covering both of us.

“We should do this more.” She giggled.

The fox was asleep, and we both curled up next to her, and were soon too drousy to care…

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