Chapter 1: Episode 1 - Cream the Rabbit
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"Alright, Cream, you ready to go?" Tails asked over the gentle hum of his workshop. The room was a clutter of tools, gadgets, and the occasional robotic limb lying around.
"Ready as ever, Tails!" Cream's cheerful voice echoed back, her excitement palpable even through the soundproof walls. She sat in front of the microphone, her fluffy tail swishing eagerly behind her.
Sticks, ever the professional, held up three fingers, then two, before finally pointing at them with a dramatic flair. The countdown was silent, but the tension in the air was as clear as a bell's toll. Cream took a deep breath, her eyes shining with anticipation. Tails, ever the cool-headed one, checked his notes one last time.
"Welcome to the very first episode of the TailsTube Podcast," Tails announced into the microphone, his voice a mix of excitement and nervousness. "This is where I, your two-tailed host, dive into the lives, loves, and, uh, sometimes lunacy of my friends! I'm your host, Miles 'Tails' Prower, and I'm so excited to tinker around with this new project, and hopefully my guests will still want to be my friend after each episode."
Sticks leaned back in her chair in the editing booth with a skeptical look. She spoke into her own mic which is set to push-to-talk, "I wouldn't count on it, this is a pretty crazy idea."
Tails chuckled, his laugh echoing in the room. "You should know, Sticks. By the way, she's our editor, so if you hear anything... wild, you can thank her for keeping things interesting."
Sticks leaned into her microphone, her voice a low murmur that was just barely picked up by the podcast's audio feed. "Interesting is my middle name, folks," she quipped, her eyes glinting with mischief.
Tails couldn't help but smile at her confidence. "I guess I should explain what exactly you can expect from this podcast," he began, his voice smooth as he addressed the unseen audience. "First off, even though it's a podcast, you're definitely gonna wanna watch rather than listen. And why is that, Sticks?"
Her response was swift and unfiltered. "Cause Tails is gonna bang his guests."
"That is correct," Tails confirmed with a chuckle, his cheeks tinged with a hint of pink. "So we start with an interview, talking about various things, but mostly their sex lives. Gotta give the fans what they want, after all."
Sticks leaned closer to her mic, a smug smile playing on her lips. "They want to watch you banging your friends?" she teased, her voice carrying a playful lilt that made it clear she knew exactly what kind of podcast this was shaping up to be.
"Yes they do!" Tails exclaimed with a grin, playing along with Sticks' banter. "Which is exactly what happens after the interview! But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We start with the interview to really get to know our guests, build up that suspense," he winked at the camera, "and after that, we jump right into the steamy action, followed by a short wrap-up where we chat about the experience. It's a nice, well-rounded show that's sure to keep you on the edge of your seats."
"Or in my case," Sticks said, her eyes sparkling with mischief, "It's me trying to keep my laughter in check while you two flirt, then me watching while I play with myself, then I catch my breath."
Tails rolled his eyes, his grin never leaving his face. "You sick badger," he said to Sticks, his voice filled with the kind of affection only long-time friends could muster. "But it's also kind of hot knowing you'll be watching." He took a moment to compose himself before turning back to the camera. "Anyway, today's guest is someone I've known forever. She's sweet, she's smart, and she makes a mean plate of cookies. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the podcast... Cream the Rabbit!"
Cream squealed with delight, her cheeks a vibrant shade of pink. She leaned closer to the microphone, her voice sugary sweet. "Hi, everyone! I'm so happy to be here!"
Tails nodded, his expression turning slightly more serious. "Alright, Cream, just to make sure we're all on the same page, you do know what you signed up for, right?" He glanced over at Sticks, who gave him a thumbs up from the editing booth.
"Oh, absolutely!" Cream replied, her voice dripping with enthusiasm. "I've always been curious about what it's like to be a guest on a podcast, and this seems like it's going to be a... unique experience." She giggled, her cheeks growing even rosier.
"So you have no problem doing it with me," Tails asked, his voice a mix of excitement and slight trepidation, "recording it, and posting it for the world to see?"
Cream took a moment, her eyes darting over to Sticks, who nodded encouragingly. She took a deep breath and answered, "Well, if it's for the podcast, and you, I suppose I'm willing to try new things." Her voice was a little shaky, but the excitement was unmistakable.
"But before we dive into all the juicy details of my life," Cream began, her voice a little shaky but with a hint of mischief, "I just have to know, Tails. What on earth possessed you to start a podcast like this?"
Tails leaned back in his chair, his expression a blend of amusement and seriousness. "What on earth possessed you to guest on a podcast like this?" he echoed Cream's question, turning the tables with a cheeky grin. "Besides, I need money, and sex sells. So I figured, why not mix business with pleasure?"
Cream's giggles filled the room, the sound light and airy as she swatted at Tails playfully. "You're such a perv!" she exclaimed, though there was no malice in her words. "But you know I'm always down for a good time."
Tails grinned back at her. "I'm the perv?" He echoed Cream's accusation, raising an eyebrow. "I asked if you wanted to record us having sex and you said yes!"
Cream's cheeks grew even rosier, but she didn't back down. "Well, you know what they say," she quipped, "When in Rome, or in this case, when in Tails' Workshop..."
They erupted into laughter, even Sticks couldn't help but crack a smile. "Alright, alright," Tails said, waving a hand to settle them down. "Let's get down to business. So Cream, tell us a little bit about your love life. Any juicy secrets you've been keeping from us?"
Cream took a moment to collect herself, her cheeks still a brilliant shade of pink. "Well," she began, her eyes sparkling, "you and I have quite the history. We dated for a bit, then we took a break, got back together, and now we're, uh, taking a break again."
Tails nodded, his grin widening. "This is true. And we still hook up every now and then. Like just the other day, when I asked you about doing this," he gestured to the microphone and the camera.
Cream blushed deeper, but her eyes sparkled with good humor. "Yeah, we had a bit of fun that day, didn't we?"
"You can say that again," Tails said, his voice warm with reminiscence. "But seriously, Cream, out of all the partners you've had, am I the best?"
Her eyes narrowed in mock suspicion. "You know I can't pick favorites," she said coyly, "but you do have your... unique talents."
"Ah, so I'm not the best," Tails teased, though the disappointment in his voice was clearly feigned.
"You're definitely up there," Cream said with a playful wink. "But everyone's got their own special something, you know?"
Tails nodded. "That's what makes it all the more interesting, right? Everyone's experiences are so different." He leaned in closer to the microphone. "So, Cream, tell us about the wildest thing you've ever done in the bedroom. Or in the kitchen. Or the shower." He winked at her.
Cream's eyes went wide for a moment, her pink cheeks darkening even further. She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the effort. "Well," she began, her voice a little quieter now, "I can't say we've ever done it in the shower. Or the kitchen," she added, glancing over at Sticks with a mischievous smile. "But the bedroom? Oh boy, we've had some fun in there."
Tails leaned in closer, his curiosity piqued. "Do tell," he urged, his voice dropping an octave.
Her cheeks were a flaming scarlet. "Alright," she began, her voice a soft whisper that seemed to hang in the air like a secret. "The last time we were together, it was after a particularly hectic day at the workshop. We were both exhausted, but there was this... this tension between us." She paused, her gaze drifting to the floor as she gathered her thoughts. "We didn't say much, just sort of looked at each other, and before I knew it, we were kissing."
Her voice grew a little louder, the excitement seeping back in as she recounted the steamy evening. "We stumbled to the bed, you were tearing off my clothes, and once I was... bare," she giggled at the word, "Tails started with these incredible kisses that trailed down my neck, across my chest." She paused again, her eyes fluttering closed briefly as if reliving the moment. "He's always had such gentle hands, and the way he touched me was like he was worshiping every inch of my body."
Tails felt his cheeks heat up at Cream's words, his heart racing. He had forgotten how much he enjoyed making her feel that way, and the thought of doing it again was making his blood pulse. "But where do you like it the most?" he prodded, eager to keep the conversation going, to keep the anticipation building.
Cream bit her lower lip, a soft moan escaping her. "Everywhere," she said, her voice breathy. "But if I had to pick just one place, it's probably when you kiss my neck, right here," she said, pointing to a spot just above her collarbone. "It makes me shiver every time."
"Well, Cream," Tails said, his own voice thick with desire, "I'll make sure to keep that in mind." He leaned closer to her. "How about your favorite position?"
Her eyes grew wide again, and she took a moment to gather her thoughts. "I like it when you're... on top," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "It feels like you're in control, and I can just... melt into the bed."
"What about with other partners?" Tails asked, his voice taking on a more curious tone. "Is it always the same, or do you prefer different things depending on who it is?"
Cream took a moment to ponder, her gaze drifting to the ceiling as if recalling past encounters. "Well, believe it or not, I haven't slept with that many people," she admitted shyly, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "But with Cosmo, for instance, it's always been really gentle, almost... loving." She giggled, her eyes sparkling with the memory. "We usually lie side by side, just holding each other tight."
Her voice grew softer, a wistfulness entering her tone as she spoke of her experiences with her other partners. "It's different with everyone, really. With Sonic, it was... a bit more energetic, to say the least. He was always full of surprises, and I guess you could say he had a taste for doggy style." She chuckled, her eyes meeting Tails' with a knowing look. "But it's always been fun, trying new things with different people."
Tails' eyes widened in shock, his jaw dropping slightly. "You did it with Sonic?!" His voice was a mix of disbelief and curiosity. "Why? How? When? And Cosmo?!"
Cream couldn't help but giggle at his reaction, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Well, Sonic was a one-time thing," she admitted, her cheeks flushing even more. "It was a bit of a surprise, but it was also... kind of hot, in a weird way."
"Weird?" Tails echoed, his own voice a mix of shock and intrigue. "How so?"
Cream's giggles grew, and she leaned closer to the microphone, her voice dropping to a whisper that still managed to carry across the room. "Well, he's fast, obviously," she began, her eyes sparkling with the memory. "But that speed translates into... other areas, if you know what I mean."
"Ah, so he finishes quickly," Tails said with a knowing smile, his eyebrows wiggling playfully.
Cream couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. "You could say that," she agreed, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "But he more than makes up for it in other ways. It was definitely a... memorable experience."
Sticks, who had been silently watching the exchange from the editing booth, couldn't help but chime in. "So, Cream," she said, her voice a low purr that seemed to resonate through the speakers, "you've had your fun with Sonic. How about a go with a badger?"
Cream's cheeks grew even rosier, and she shot a quick glance at Sticks before looking back at Tails with a mischievous smile. "Well, I've never been one to say no to new experiences," she said, her voice a seductive whisper.
"So, when you have Sonic on here," she continued, leaning closer to the microphone, "are you guys gonna, you know, do it?" Her eyes danced with curiosity.
Tails' ears perked up at the suggestion, his eyes widening in surprise. "Me and Sonic?" He chuckled nervously, trying to play it off. "Well, I mean, we're both guys, so that's not really my scene." He cleared his throat, his cheeks a light shade of red.
But Cream wasn't letting it go that easily. "Oh come on, Tails," she teased, her voice playful and inviting. "You can't have him on without doing it. So you've never done it with him before? Have you done it with any boys?"
Tails squirmed in his seat, his cheeks growing hotter by the second. "Well, I haven't exactly had a lot of experience with that," he admitted, his voice a little shaky. "But that's not to say I'm not open to it." He shot a sideways glance at Sticks, who was grinning widely.
"So, Tails," Sticks said, her voice a smug purr, "are you saying you'd consider it for the sake of the podcast?" She leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
Cream couldn't help but chuckle at the thought, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'd totally assist Sticks with editing for that episode," she said, her voice a sweet, innocent lilt that belied the naughty grin spreading across her face. "It's bound to be either extremely hot, or extremely hilarious."
Tails rolled his eyes, but his smile remained firmly in place. "I'll keep that in mind," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "But for now, let's focus on the task at hand. You mentioned doing it with Cosmo. Is that a regular thing? Are you into girls too?"
Cream's cheeks burned even brighter, and she nodded shyly. "Yes," she whispered, her eyes darting around the room as if someone might be watching them. "It's just something that happened naturally, you know? We're friends, and sometimes... well, you just can't help who you're attracted to."
"So, what's it like with a girl?" Tails asked, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. "How is it different from with a guy for you, besides the obvious?"
Cream took a deep breath, her cheeks still flaming. "It's... soft," she murmured, her eyes glazing over slightly as she thought back to her encounters with Cosmo. "And there's this... connection that feels really different. It's gentle, and loving, and sometimes it's like we can just read each other's minds."
Tails nodded, his curiosity piqued. "So, it's more about the emotional connection?"
"Yes," Cream said with a sigh, her eyes distant. "But don't get me wrong, it's still incredible with guys, too. Just... different." She leaned back in her chair, a content smile playing on her lips. "And with you, Tails," she added, her gaze focusing on him once more, "it's always been about the passion. The way we just click."
Tails felt a warmth spread through him at her words. "Aww," he said, his voice filled with affection. "You think we click?"
Cream nodded, her smile soft. "Always have, always will," she whispered, her eyes sparkling.
"Well, I can't wait to show the world just how much we click," Tails said, his voice dropping to a seductive tone. He leaned in closer to the microphone, his gaze locked on hers. "So Cream, why don't you tell the good folks at home, do you masturbate?"
Cream's eyes widened in surprise before a knowing smile spread across her face. "Tails, really?" she giggled, playfully slapping his arm.
"What?" he responded, feigning innocence. "It's a podcast about sex. It's a relevant question."
Cream's giggles filled the room, the sound light and airy. "Okay, okay," she relented. "But only because it's you asking." She leaned closer to the microphone, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Yes, Tails, I do masturbate. And if you really want to know," she added with a wink, "I think about you a lot."
Tails felt his cock stir at her confession, his heart racing with excitement. "You do, huh?" He leaned in closer, his eyes never leaving hers. "What about me turns you on when you play with yourself?"
Cream blushed even deeper, her cheeks practically glowing. "It's... everything," she murmured. "I think about your smile, your laugh, the way you touch me." She took a deep breath, her voice growing more confident. "But if I had to pick just one thing, or two, it's your tails." She reached out and gently stroked the base of his tail, sending a shiver up his spine.
"Really?" Tails asked, his voice a mix of surprise and flattery. "You jerk it to my tails?" He couldn't help but laugh, the image both absurd and flattering. "Do girls call it 'jerking it'?"
Cream rolled her eyes, still smiling. "You're so crude," she said, though there was affection in her tone. "But yes, I guess you could say that."
Tails' smile grew wider at her admission. "Well, that's something I didn't expect to hear," he said, his voice filled with amusement. "But hey, I'm not complaining. Now, tell us, Cream," he leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper, "what's the naughtiest thing you've ever done with your toys?"
Cream's blush deepened, but she didn't shy away from the question. "Well," she began, her voice a soft purr, "I once tried using a carrot as a dildo." The room fell silent for a moment as Tails and Sticks stared at her in shock before both erupted into laughter.
"What?!" Sticks exclaimed from the editing booth, her voice cracking with mirth. "A carrot?"
Cream giggled, her eyes sparkling with the memory. "Well, I had to try," she said with a shrug, her cheeks still flushed a brilliant shade of pink. "But let's just say, it didn't work out quite as well as I'd hoped. It was a bit... uncomfortable," she admitted with a giggle.
"Rabbits and carrots, am I right?" Tails said with a laugh, shaking his head. "I guess some stereotypes have a basis in reality."
Cream playfully stuck out her tongue, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Well, what about you, Mr. Fox?" she teased, leaning in closer to the microphone. "What do you shove in your hole?"
Tails chuckled, his cheeks burning. "Now, now, Cream," he said, trying to regain his composure, "you know I'm more of a giver than a receiver."
"Oh, come on," Sticks chimed in, her grin wicked. "Don't leave us hanging. We all know you've got a few toys stashed around here somewhere."
Tails sighed dramatically, but the twinkle in his eyes gave him away. "Alright, alright," he conceded, standing up and walking over to a shelf on the far side of the room. He rummaged around before pulling out a sleek, metallic object that looked suspiciously like a small, high-tech dildo. "This little number here," he said, holding it up for the camera, "is my favorite."
Cream leaned in, her eyes wide with curiosity. "Oooh, what does it do?"
Tails smirked, turning the device over in his hand. "It's got some... special features," he said, his voice full of innuendo. "It's got different vibration patterns, it's waterproof, and it's got this little nub here that really hits the spot." He demonstrated the vibrations by flicking a switch, and the dildo buzzed to life.
Cream's eyes widened as she watched, her curiosity turning to something more heated. "And where exactly is that spot?" she asked, her voice a soft purr.
Tails turned to face the camera, his smile a mix of embarrassment and excitement. "That’s a bit personal, don't you think?" He held the dildo closer to the microphone, the buzzing sound echoing through the speakers. "But I'll give you a hint," he said, his eyes twinkling, "It's not my hand."
Cream's eyes grew wide as she looked from Tails to the camera, her own mischief growing. "You're welcome, everyone," she announced with a wink, her voice a teasing lilt. "Tails likes it in the butt."
"Cream!" Tails yelped, his face a brilliant red.
"What?" she replied with feigned innocence, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "It means you're ready for the Sonic episode."
Tails' cheeks were a brilliant shade of red, but his grin was unshakable as he set the dildo down on the table. "Moving on," he said, trying to steer the conversation back to safer waters, "tell us about your most memorable sexual experience. Something that really stands out for you."
Cream took a moment to think, her gaze drifting to the ceiling. "Well, it was with you, Tails," she said finally, her voice a soft whisper. "Remember that time we went skinny dipping during our Seaside Resort trip?"
Tails' eyes lit up with the memory. "How could I forget?" he said, his voice filled with warmth. "That was incredible."
"It really was," Cream agreed, her own voice a little dreamy. "The way the moon reflected off the water, the gentle sound of the waves, and then we just... gave in to the moment." She took a deep breath, her eyes closing briefly as if to relive it. "We were so free, so uninhibited."
"And then we went onto my boat," Tails said, his voice filled with a mix of nostalgia and excitement. "That's where the real fun began."
Cream nodded, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "The rocking of the waves," she murmured, "the saltwater in the air, it was all so... intoxicating." She took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the memory. "We made love like we had never before, and the sound of the ocean just made it all the more intimate."
Tails' heart raced at the recollection, his eyes locked on hers. "And we didn't even have any protection," he whispered, his voice filled with amazement. "We were just living in the moment."
Cream's smile grew, her eyes sparkling with the excitement of the memory. "It was perfect," she said, her voice filled with a warmth that seemed to fill the room. "And even though we didn't plan it, it was like it was meant to be."
Suddenly, Sticks gave Tails a subtle nod from the editing booth, her eyes glinting with a hint of mischief. Tails' gaze flicked to her and back to Cream, understanding the unspoken cue. He took a deep breath, trying to ignore the anticipation building between his legs. "Well, Cream," he said, his voice a little shaky, "it's been a pleasure reminiscing with you, but it looks like we're about ready to move on to the next part. Any final questions for me or anything else you want to discuss?"
Cream leaned back in her chair, looking contemplative. "Hmm," she murmured, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "What about your fantasies, Tails? What's the wildest thing you've ever thought about doing?"
Tails felt his face heat up even more, but he didn't shy away from the question. "Well," he said, his voice a little shaky, "I've always had this thing for..." He paused, taking a deep breath before continuing. "For a threesome," he admitted, his eyes darting to Cream and then to Sticks. "With two girls. It's just something that's always turned me on, the thought of being with two beautiful, passionate females at the same time."
Cream's eyes widened in surprise, but she couldn't hide her intrigue. "A threesome, huh?" she murmured, her voice a soft purr. "And who might these two lucky females be?"
Tails chuckled nervously, his eyes darting to Sticks and then back to Cream. "Well, I haven't exactly worked out the details," he said, his cheeks still flushed. "But you are definitely at the top of the list."
Cream's smile grew, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Oh, really?" she purred, leaning in closer. "Did I give you the impression that I'd be down for a threesome?"
Tails swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "Well, you did say you're open to new experiences," he replied, his voice a mix of hope and nerves.
"I did, didn't I?" Cream mused, her eyes flickering to Sticks for a brief moment before returning to Tails. "But who would be the third wheel?"
Tails shrugged, playing it cool. "Why don't you pick?"
Cream's gaze flicked to Sticks, who had been quietly observing the conversation with a knowing smile. "How about you, Sticks?" she asked, her voice a seductive whisper. "Sound like something you'd want to do with us?"
Sticks leaned back in her chair, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "As tempting as that sounds," she said, her voice a low purr, "I'm afraid I'll have to decline the offer." She held up her hands in a mock gesture of innocence. "I'm all for fun and games, but I think I'll leave the threesomes to the two of you."
Tails and Cream exchanged a look, the air between them thick with anticipation. "Well," Cream began, her voice a little shaky, "if we're going to talk fantasies..." She took a deep breath, her eyes never leaving Tails' as she spoke. "What if we invited Cosmo to join us?"
Tails' jaw dropped, his eyes going wide with surprise before a grin spread across his face. "Cosmo?" he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "Oh, yeah..."
"Yeah," Cream said with a nod, her voice a soft purr. "The three of us together. Can you imagine it?"
Tails' mind raced with the possibilities, the vivid images playing out like a steamy movie in his head. "Oh, I can imagine it," he murmured, his voice filled with excitement.
Cream's breath hitched at his words, her heart pounding in her chest. She took a moment to compose herself before responding, "Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves," she said, though the anticipation in her voice was palpable.
Tails chuckled, his eyes never leaving hers. "Fine," he said, his voice a low rumble. "Anyway, you ready to get this fantasy started?"
Cream's smile grew even more mischievous, and she leaned in closer to the microphone. "Oh, I'm always ready, Tails," she purred, her voice dripping with innuendo. "Let's get down to business, shall we?"
Tails couldn't help but chuckle at her enthusiasm, his own excitement palpable. Sticks, ever the professional, quickly swapped the camera angle, capturing Tails and Cream as they moved to the plush sofa off to the side of the podcast table. The soft couch creaked softly as they settled in, their bodies close together.
Cream tilted her head slightly to the side, her eyes locked on Tails'. Without saying a word, she leaned in, her soft, warm lips brushing against his. The moment was electric, and Tails felt his heart skip a beat. He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as their kiss grew more passionate. Her scent filled his nose, a mix of strawberry shampoo and sweet, musky arousal. His tails swished back and forth with excitement, brushing against her leg, sending a delightful shiver through her body.
Their tongues danced together, exploring each other's mouths as if it was their first kiss all over again. Each gentle caress and flick sent a bolt of electricity down Tails' spine, making him want her even more. He could feel Cream's body melt into his, her hands sliding up his chest to tangle in his fur. The podcast was forgotten as they lost themselves in the moment, the only sound in the room the gentle smack of their lips and the soft moans that escaped them both.
Cream broke away, her breathing ragged, and began to unbutton her shirt. Her eyes never left Tails', the heat in her gaze setting him on fire. He eagerly helped her, his own breath hitching as he revealed the soft, creamy mounds of her breasts. The sight of her chest was intoxicating, and he couldn't resist leaning down to kiss her neck, his tongue tracing the delicate line of her collarbone.
Her shirt fell to the floor, forgotten, as Tails' hands moved to her skirt. He unzipped it slowly, savoring the moment as the fabric slid down her legs, revealing her lacy underwear. He could feel the warmth of her body, and he knew she could feel his own arousal pressing against her thigh.
With a seductive smile, Cream reached behind her and slipped her thumbs into the waistband of her panties, pulling them down inch by inch. Tails watched, transfixed, as the fabric slithered down her legs, revealing her bare sex. She stepped out of the panties, kicking them aside with a playful flick of her foot. She was wet, and the sight of her arousal only made his cock throb more insistently.
Her legs were long and toned, and the light from the pendant lamp above the couch cast a warm, inviting glow across her skin. She sat back down, her legs open slightly, giving Tails a tantalizing view of her pink, glistening pussy. The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breathing, the anticipation almost tangible.
Tails couldn't resist any longer. He climbed on top of her, his cock stood proud and ready, the tip glistening with precum. Cream's eyes went wide as he reached behind her, his gentle touch deftly unhooking her bra. He slid the straps off her shoulders, and the garment fell away, revealing her full, round breasts.
He took one in his hand, his thumb brushing over her hardened nipple. She gasped at the sensation, her eyes fluttering shut as he bent down to claim her mouth once more. His kisses grew deeper, more urgent as he kneaded her flesh, feeling the soft give of her breast in his hand. Her skin was warm and smooth, and he knew she liked it when he was a little rough, so he gave her nipple a gentle pinch.
Cream moaned into his mouth, her hands moving to his hips. She gripped him tightly, her nails digging into his fur as she began to stroke his cock. Tails hissed with pleasure, his hips bucking slightly at the touch. He felt himself thicken even more in her hand, her strokes growing bolder, more insistent. She was driving him wild, and he could feel himself getting closer to the edge.
With a deft flick of her thumb, Cream spread the precum that had gathered at the tip of his cock along the shaft, her hand moving in a smooth, practiced motion that had him groaning. The sensation was exquisite, the slickness of his own arousal combining with the softness of her hand to create a feeling of pure ecstasy. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, his body begging for release.
But Tails had other plans. With a gentle push, he had Cream lie back on the sofa, her legs spread wide, and he laid down too, positioned behind her. The camera caught every moment, the anticipation in the room palpable as he lined himself up with her wet, pink opening. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment before he slid in, inch by delicious inch.
Cream's gasp filled the room, a sweet sound that only served to drive Tails wild. He watched as his cock disappeared into her, the tightness of her pussy gripping him like a glove. The sensation was indescribable, and he had to bite his lower lip to keep from cumming right then and there. He began to move slowly, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm that had her arching her back, her moans growing louder with each stroke.
The sight of her, her breasts bouncing with each thrust, was more than he could bear. He picked up the pace, his movements growing more erratic as he lost himself in the feeling of her body against his. He could feel her tightening around him, her walls clenching as she approached climax. Her nails dug into his fur, her hips moving in time with his, urging him deeper.
Her moans grew more desperate, her voice a sweet symphony that spurred him on. "Tails, oh Tails," she whispered, her voice hoarse with passion. He leaned in, his breath hot against her ear as he whispered back, "I've got you, Cream," his voice a low growl. "You're so beautiful."
He wrapped his arms around her tightly, pulling her closer to him as he thrust into her. His cock filled her completely, stretching her in the most delicious way. She could feel his fur against hers, the softness of it contrasting with the firmness of his body. His tails swished against her thighs, the gentle brush of fur sending waves of pleasure through her.
Cream's eyes rolled back in her head as his tails stroked her legs, his movements deliberate and teasing. The soft, rhythmic touch was like a gentle caress, heightening every sensation. Each swipe sent shivers up her spine, making her pussy clench around him. The sensation was exquisite, a delicate balance between pleasure and pain.
Meanwhile, Sticks, hidden in the editing booth, couldn't help but watch the steamy scene unfold. She had known this was going to happen, but she had underestimated the raw, unbridled passion that was playing out before her. Her hand had strayed to her own pussy, her fingers tracing lazy circles around her clit as she took in the erotic display. She was wet, her arousal coating her fingers as she slipped a digit inside herself, mimicking the motion she saw.
Cream's moans grew louder, filling the room with the sweet sound of pleasure. Tails' hips pistoned into her, his cock sliding in and out of her wetness with ease. She could feel the tension building in her stomach, the delicious pressure that signaled an impending climax. Her moans grew more desperate, her nails digging into the fur of his back as she bucked her hips up to meet each thrust.
In that moment, Tails leaned down and gently bit into her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin. The sudden sensation sent a jolt of pleasure straight to her core, making her pussy spasm around his cock. She cried out, the pain mixing with the pleasure in a heady cocktail that had her seeing stars. The sting was sweet, a reminder of the passion between them.
Her hand shot back, finding the firm flesh of his ass and gripping tightly. Her nails dug into his fur, urging him on, her hips meeting each thrust with desperate need. Tails groaned at the sensation, the pressure of her hand pushing him deeper into her, his own climax approaching like a freight train.
He could feel his cock swelling, the base of it pulsing with the promise of release. Cream's pussy tightened around him, her inner walls fluttering as she reached her peak. The sound of their bodies slapping together was a symphony of passion, the only music in the room. Sticks watched, her hand working faster on her clit, her breathing shallow and erratic.
Tails leaned back, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back into Cream with a force that made her cry out. The sound was like a gunshot in the quiet room, echoing off the walls and making Sticks' pussy clench around her own fingers. She watched, mesmerized, as Cream's body arched off the couch, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy.
"Tails," Cream gasped, her voice a desperate whine. "Don't stop."
Her plea was like a siren's call to Tails, pushing him closer to the edge. He obeyed, his hips moving faster, the slap of their skin growing louder. He watched her face, the way her eyes rolled back in pleasure and her mouth formed a perfect O with each thrust. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen.
Sticks' eyes were glued to them, her own hand moving faster and faster as she watched the passionate scene unfold. She was close, her breaths coming in quick, sharp gasps as she brought herself to the brink of orgasm. She could feel the tension in the room, the air thick with it, as Tails and Cream reached their climax.
Tails' hips stuttered, his movements growing erratic as he felt the first waves of pleasure crash over him. He leaned down, capturing Cream's mouth in a deep, hungry kiss. His tongue danced with hers, tasting the sweetness of her, feeling the vibrations of her moans against his own throat. And as he did, he felt his cock pulse deep inside her, his seed spilling into her warm depths.
Cream's eyes went wide, feeling the hot bursts of his climax fill her. The sensation sent her own orgasm spiraling through her body, a white-hot heat that seemed to consume her from the inside out. She moaned into his mouth, her body shaking with the force of it.
Her pussy clenched around him, the muscles contracting in sweet agony as she rode the waves of pleasure. She could feel the warmth of his cum deep within her, the sensation of fullness that she had craved for so long. It was like a dam had broken, her body releasing all the pent-up desire that had been building between them.
Sticks, unable to resist any longer, allowed her own orgasm to crash over her. Her back arched, her hand moving faster and faster as she watched her two friends come together. The sight was more than she could handle, and she bit down on her lower lip to keep from crying out. Her pussy clenched around her fingers, the sensation mirroring Cream's own, as she reached the peak of her climax.
Tails slowly pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined arousal. Cream's pussy quivered, trying to keep him inside, but he was too spent to continue. The warmth of his cum trailed after him, a testament to their passionate union. He collapsed beside her, his breathing ragged as he tried to regain his composure.
Cream rolled onto her side, her chest heaving as she looked into Tails' eyes. A soft smile played on her lips as she reached back, her hand cupping his cheek. She gently turned his face towards hers, her ass on full display for the camera. It was a deliberate move, a silent declaration of their unabashed sexuality and the depth of their connection.
Their gazes held for a heartbeat, a silent conversation passing between them before Cream leaned in and kissed him, her lips soft and tender against his. Tails' arms instinctively wrapped around her, his hands coming to rest on her ass. He squeezed gently, feeling the firmness of her cheeks, the warmth of her skin beneath his palms. The kiss grew deeper, their tongues exploring each other's mouths with a hunger that hadn't been satisfied by their lovemaking.
Sticks, watching from the shadows, couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. She had always had a soft spot for Tails, and seeing him with Cream was both thrilling and bittersweet. But she had her own desires, her own needs, and she was determined to see them met. She slipped her hand away from her clit, her fingers sticky with her juices. Her eyes never left the two lovers as they cuddled together, their breaths mingling.
With a smirk, she brought her fingers to her mouth, licking them clean with a slow, deliberate motion. The taste of her arousal was sweet, a hint of salt on her tongue. She closed her eyes, imagining it was Tails' cock she was cleaning instead, feeling the weight of it in her hand, the way it would pulse with each swipe of her tongue. Her own desire grew, a low ache that she knew would need tending to later.
But for now, she focused on the podcast, her eyes returning to her friends. Cream and Tails were still tangled together on the couch, their chests rising and falling in unison as they caught their breath. The camera had caught every moment of their passionate encounter, and she knew that their audience would be eager for more.
After a few moments, Cream giggled softly, breaking the silence. She pushed herself up, her breasts jiggling slightly as she did, and Tails couldn't help but admire the way the light played across her. She leaned in and whispered something in his ear, and his cheeks turned a darker shade of red.
With a playful nudge, she climbed off the couch, her legs unsteady as she made her way back to the podcast table. Tails followed, his own legs feeling like jelly. They both took their seats, adjusting their headsets and smoothing out their fur. Cream took a sip of water, her hand shaking slightly as she set the glass back down.
"So, how was that?" Tails asked, his voice a mix of excitement and nerves. Cream couldn't help but laugh, the sound light and airy.
"It was... awesome," she replied, her voice still a little breathless. She glanced over at Sticks, who had a smug smile on her face. "I think your fans are going to love this podcast."
"How about you, Sticks?" Tails called out, his voice a little raspy from their recent activities. "Did you enjoy the show?"
Sticks looked up from the editing booth, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, I had the best seat in the house," she said, her voice thick with arousal. She leaned back in her chair, her legs crossed, and her tail flicked back and forth, a clear sign of her excitement.
Tails chuckled nervously, running a hand through his hair. "So, uh, what do you think about what we just did?" he asked Cream, trying to ignore the way his cock was already stirring at the thought of their recent romp.
Cream took a moment to compose herself, her cheeks flushed with excitement. "Well," she began, her voice a soft purr, "I'd say it was quite the... enlightening experience." She couldn't help but giggle, the tension in the room dissipating slightly. "I mean, who would've thought we'd be having sex on a podcast?"
Tails chuckled, his own cheeks tinged pink. "Yeah, I didn't see that one coming either. But," he paused, his gaze lingering on Cream's still-swollen lips, "it was pretty amazing."
Cream nodded, a soft smile playing on her face. "It really was," she said, her voice a little quieter now.
"Would you consider doing it again?" Tails asked, his voice low and hopeful. Cream looked at him, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"I would love to," she purred, "but only if the audience wants me back."
Tails couldn't help but chuckle at her teasing. "Oh, I think they'll want you back," he said, his gaze dropping to her hand. "Would you consider doing it again, just for us? No podcast?"
Cream's eyes met his with a playful glint. "Interesting question," she said, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Why don't you come over to my place after this, and we can... talk about it?"
The tension in the room shifted, the playful banter giving way to a more serious undertone. Tails felt his heart race at the thought of being alone with Cream, of exploring their connection without the watchful eye of the camera. "I'd like that," he murmured, his voice thick with desire.
Sticks cleared her throat dramatically, breaking the spell that had been cast over the room. "Alright, lovebirds," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let's not forget we're here to work."
Tails' eyes snapped back to the podcast setup, a hint of embarrassment crossing his features. "Right," he said, clearing his throat. "Cream, do you have any final thoughts for our viewers before we wrap up?" He hoped that his voice didn't betray the need that still thrummed through his body.
Cream leaned back in her chair, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, "I hope everyone enjoyed the show. And maybe, just maybe, we'll have some more... exclusive content for you in the future." She winked, and Tails felt his cock twitch at the unspoken promise.
Tails took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Thank you all for tuning in. I had a blast, and I hope you did too." He couldn't help but glance at Sticks, who was working away on the editing booth, a knowing smile on her face. "Feel free to leave some comments, ask me questions, ask Cream, or our next guest, or just let us know what you thought of the show. We're all ears."
Cream leaned into the microphone, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "Speaking of which," she said, "I can't wait to see who you'll have next, Tails. Do you already have someone lined up?"
Tails grinned mischievously. "In fact, I do! Next time our guest will be none other than... Rouge the Bat!" Cream's eyes widened in surprise, her hand flying to her mouth to stifle a gasp. Sticks looked up from her editing, her eyebrows shooting up.
"Rouge?!" Cream exclaimed, her voice full of shock. "What could you two possibly talk about?"
Tails' grin grew wider, his eyes glinting. "Oh, I think you know exactly what we're going to talk about," he teased, his voice low and seductive. "And we're going to do exactly what you and I did."
The room grew tense as Cream's playful expression morphed into one of jealousy. Her eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of a pout forming on her lips. "You're going to have sex with Rouge? On air?" she demanded, her voice rising an octave.
Tails nodded, his grin unwavering. "Yeah," he said, his voice laced with challenge. "That's the point of the podcast. To talk about our experiences and maybe share a little bit of ourselves with our listeners."
Cream's cheeks flushed a darker shade of pink, and she bit her lower lip. "But why her?" she asked, her voice a little more desperate now. "I can just come back again!"
Tails leaned back, his smile growing more smug. "Because variety is the spice of life, Cream," he said. "And our audience will love to hear from Rouge. She's got quite the... reputation."
“I think you mean she's got quite the voluptuous ass and massive tits!” Cream shot back. “You started this podcast just so you could have your way with her didn't you?”
Cream's eyes narrowed as she glared at Tails, her jealousy barely contained. "Come on, Cream, don't be like that. You know you'll always be my number one," Tails replied, trying to soothe her.
Cream's pout deepened, but she couldn't argue with that. Rouge was known for her flirtatious nature and adventurous spirit. She could only imagine the kind of stories she'd have to share. "Fine," she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest. "You better not just be saying that."
Tails leaned in closer to the microphone, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "Don't worry, Cream," he murmured, his eyes locked on hers, "I could never forget about you." The words hung in the air, thick with meaning, before he gave the signal to Sticks. "See you all on the next one!" With a snap of her fingers, the podcast feed cut to black, leaving Cream feeling both relieved and frustrated.
Sticks emerged from behind the editing booth, wiping her hands on her shorts. "Well, that was certainly... unexpected," she said, trying to keep her voice light. The tension in the room was palpable, a heady mix of arousal and jealousy that she couldn't ignore.
Cream couldn't help but continue her questioning, her eyes narrowed. "You're going to have sex with Rouge?" she repeated, her voice a little more accusatory than she had intended. Tails held up his hands in defense, his expression a mix of amusement and apology.
"It's just for the podcast, Cream," he assured her. "It's all in good fun, and we're just providing our audience with what they crave."
Cream huffed, still not entirely convinced. "Fine, I’ll allow it" she said, standing up and smoothing out her dress. "But only if you come home with me right now." She winked at Tails, a hint of mischief in her eyes.
Chapter 2: Episode 2 - Rouge the Bat
Summary:
Welcome to the second episode of the TailsTube Podcast! This week, I had the absolute pleasure of hosting the incredibly alluring and mysterious Rouge the Bat. She didn't shy away from any topic, and her stories were as captivating as they were naughty. We dove deep into her love life, her preferences, and even got a sneak peek into her personal habits. Let's just say, she knows how to keep things interesting! Of course, Rouge and I had some fun that was both intimate and incredibly hot. Let's just say, she knows how to use her assets to their fullest potential. I couldn't help but feel a bit starstruck being in her presence. If you're a fan of open, honest, and incredibly sexy conversations, you won't want to miss this episode.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
"Three, two, one," Sticks counted down, her voice smooth and professional despite the smirk playing on her lips. The red light on the camera flickered to life, and suddenly they were a go, their every move and word captured for the eager ears of their devoted fans.
"Welcome back to The TailsTube Podcast! I'm your host, Miles 'Tails' Prower, and boy, do we have a treat for you today!" Tails' voice was filled with excitement as he leaned into the microphone. "Our guest today is none other than the sultry, mysterious, Rouge the Bat! She's here to let us in on all her secrets, and I can't wait to get into it!"
Rouge lounged in her chair, smiling as she leaned back, her ample chest pressing against the fabric of her tight outfit. "Hello Tails," she purred, her voice a rich, velvety purr that seemed to resonate through his headphones, "I hope you're ready for what I've got to say. I've had quite the adventurous life, and I'm not shy about sharing."
Sticks, her eyes gleaming with anticipation, gave them a thumbs up from the editor's booth. Tails took a deep breath, feeling his heart rate spike. "Thanks so much to you all for tuning in to our second episode," he began, his voice a little shaky. "The response from our first episode with Cream was overwhelming, and we couldn't keep doing these without your support. So, thank you, everyone, for making this podcast what it is!"
"Now, without further ado," he continued, turning his full attention to the alluring figure seated across from him, "Welcome, Rouge the Bat! It's a true honor to have you here with us today. I'm not going to lie, I was a little surprised when you said yes. I didn't think you'd be up for something like this."
Rouge leaned back slightly. "Firstly, Tails, darling," she began, her voice seemingly wrapping around him like a warm embrace, "thank you for having me. And secondly, why would you be surprised? A podcast about sex and relationships? It's right up my alley, if you know what I mean." She winked at him, her long eyelashes fluttering playfully.
Tails felt a jolt of excitement shoot through him at the thought of being intimate with the enigmatic bat. "So," he asked, his voice a little shaky with nerves, "does that mean you're excited to do it with me?"
Rouge's eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh, I'm always excited for a good time," she said, her voice a sultry whisper that stroked his ego. She leaned forward, providing a better view of her cleavage for him. "But it being with you is making me wetter than normal."
Tails couldn't help but stare, his mind racing with the images of what was to come. "Well, then," he managed to say, "let's get into it."
"I want to start by asking if you saw the first episode?" he said, his voice steady despite the racing of his heart. He watched as Rouge's smirk grew wider, her eyes sparkling with excitement.
"Oh, I did," she replied, her voice dripping with amusement. "I loved how Cream was jealous when you told her I was the next guest. She's so cute when she's mad!" Her words sent a thrill through Tails, the reminder of Cream's reaction only adding to the excitement of their upcoming encounter.
"And it really turned me on watching you two together," Rouge confessed. She leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming with desire. "You both have such a natural chemistry. It was like watching a live-action porn scene with two of my favorite characters. You guys are adorable."
Tails felt a blush creep up his cheeks at the compliment, his cock stirring between his legs. "Well, we aim to please," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "But we're here to talk about you. We want to know all about your love life, Rouge. Dating anyone currently?"
Rouge chuckled, her eyes gleaming with secrets. "Currently, I'm seeing a few people," she admitted, her tone playful. "But I'm always open to new experiences." She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "I've had my share of flings with both men and women. Sometimes, I just can't decide which I prefer."
Tails' eyes widened, the implications of her words sending a thrill through him. "So you're bisexual?" he asked, his voice a little too eager.
Rouge rolled her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. "If you want to call it that, I guess you wouldn’t be wrong," she said, waving a hand dismissively. "I don't really bother with labels. I just know what I like, and if it feels good, I go for it."
Tails nodded, trying to keep his cool. "I can respect that," he said. "Sorry, I'm still a bit new to this whole, sexuality thing. I myself have only been with girls. Not that I'm against guys or anything, I just find it a little... intimidating I suppose."
Rouge’s gaze raked over Tails' body with a hunger that was impossible to miss. "Intimidating?" she purred, her voice dropping an octave. "Why would you be intimidated by a little thing like that?"
Tails swallowed hard, his throat suddenly dry. "I don't know," he admitted. "It's just... different, I guess. I've never been with a guy before."
Rouge leaned in closer. "Well," she whispered, "maybe you're just waiting for the right one to come along." She let the words hang in the air, the tension between them growing thicker. "I personally think watching you and Sonic together would be so cute! And very hot."
Tails blushed deeply, his eyes darting to the camera before quickly looking away. "Sonic?" he squeaked. "I... I've never really thought about it." He took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. We're here to talk about you."
Rouge chuckled, the sound like a purr in Tails' ears. "Alright, darling," she said, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms beneath her breasts. "What do you want to know?"
"So, just to clarify," Tails began, his voice a little shaky, "you technically are bisexual, but you don't call yourself that?"
Rouge shrugged, a playful smile playing on her lips. "Yeah you could say that," she said. "What's important to me isn't what someone's got between their legs, it's what's in their heart and their head. You know, what makes them tick."
Tails nodded, his gaze lingering on her for a moment. "I think that's really cool of you, Rouge," he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "But certainly, you have a preference between the two?"
"Between guys and girls? Well," she paused for a moment to gather her thoughts, "I do love me some dick. But when pussy is good, oh man, is it good." She winked at Tails, her tail flicking in an all-too-obvious way.
Tails' eyes widened, and he sat there, utterly speechless. The way she talked about sex was so raw, so unfiltered, that it left him at a loss for words. He had never heard anyone, let alone someone he knew, speak so openly about their desires.
"Um... you said you were seeing a few people currently," he finally managed to choke out, his voice cracking slightly. "Care to elaborate?" He was dying to know more, both for the sake of the podcast and his own curiosity.
Rouge's smirk grew wider. "Alright, just for you Tails," she purred, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "I'm currently in an open relationship with everyone's favorite guardian of the Master Emerald."
"You're dating Knuckles?" he exclaimed, unable to keep the surprise out of his voice.
Rouge had a self-satisfied smile on her lips. "Oh, darling," she said, "you really should know by now that I don't 'date' anyone. We're just... enjoying each other's company. I also have this... arrangement with a certain dark-colored hedgehog." She paused dramatically, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "And let's just say, I've had the pleasure of getting to know the fiery princess in more ways than one."
Tails felt his heart skip a beat. He had heard rumors about Rouge and Shadow, but he never thought they would be confirmed in such a public way. And Blaze too? "Wow," he managed to say. "That's... quite the lineup."
Rouge leaned forward, her eyes gleaming. "You're not so innocent either, Tails," she said, her voice dropping to be more seductive. "I've heard you've had quite the revolving door of lovers yourself. Don't sell yourself short."
Tails felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment, his mind racing with memories of past encounters. "Well, I guess I have had a few... lovers," he admitted. "But I don't know about a 'revolving door'."
Rouge leaned closer. "Oh, come on, Tails," she teased, her voice a sultry whisper that seemed to wrap around him like a warm blanket. "We all know you've had your fair share of fun. And let's be honest, it's part of what makes you so charming."
Tails felt his cheeks heat up even more at her words, his mind swirling with thoughts of the various girls he had been with over the years. He knew he wasn't a saint, but he had never talked about his conquests so openly before. "Maybe," he said, trying to play it cool.
"Anyway, back to me," she said, her voice low. "I'm an open book. So ask away."
Tails' eyes lit up. "I guess now is as good of a time as any," he said, his voice filled with excitement. "We actually got a really good response on our first episode, which was just amazing! A few fans even left questions for us to answer! Would you care to hear them?"
Rouge leaned forward, her curiosity piqued. "Oooh, fan questions? That sounds fun!" She clapped her hands together, her smile growing even more mischievous. "I'm all ears, darling."
Tails cleared his throat, trying to ignore the way his heart was racing. "Alright, so the first question comes from SuperSonicBros25," he read from the laptop in front of him. "They want to know if you, Rouge, were given the chance to snatch up me, Tails, for your own personal gain, would you go for it? And if so, what would it be?"
Rouge's smirk grew wider, her eyes gleaming. "Well, SuperSonicBros25," she said, her voice dripping with seduction, "on the first part, absolutely. Who wouldn't? He’s too cute, and fluffy, and sexy, and... irresistible." She leaned in closer to the microphone. "But as for the second part, darling, I'm assuming they mean in a sexual way?"
Tails nodded, his heart racing at the thought. "Yeah," he murmured, his voice thick with anticipation. "They're probably curious about what you would do to me if we were, you know, together."
Rouge leaned back in her chair, her eyes drifting up to the ceiling as if contemplating the possibilities. "Hmm," she began. "If I had you all to myself, Tails... I'd start with those adorable ears of yours. They're so soft, and I've always wondered if they're as sensitive as they look."
Her gaze dropped to his crotch, and Tails felt himself swell with desire. "Then I'd move down to those fluffy tails of yours. I've heard a rumor or two about what you can do with those. And I'd love to see it for myself." She licked her lips, her eyes sparkling with lust.
"But the real prize," she continued, her voice dropping to a whisper, "would be that tight, little fox hole of yours." Tails gulped audibly, his cheeks burning with embarrassment and arousal. "I've always had a thing for a good ass, and I've seen the way you wiggle it when you're excited. I'd love to see what kind of sounds you make when I'm deep inside you."
Tails couldn't believe what he was hearing. Rouge was so direct, so unapologetic about her desires. It was like nothing he had ever experienced before. He glanced over at Sticks, expecting to see a look of shock or discomfort, but instead, she was giving him a thumbs up.
"My, um... fox hole?" Tails repeated in disbelief, his voice a mix of surprise and arousal.
Rouge's eyes never left his face, a smirk playing on her lips. "Mm-hmm," she purred, her gaze traveling down to his crotch. "And don't worry, darling, I'd take good care of it." She leaned over the table, her breath hot on his ear. "But we're getting ahead of ourselves. Let's save that for later, shall we?"
Her words sent a shiver down Tails' spine, and he nodded, his mouth suddenly dry. "L-Later...?" he murmured, his voice trailing off. Rouge chuckled, patting his knee lightly. "Anyway, next question! Why don't you read this one, Rouge?"
Rouge took the piece of paper from him, her eyes scanning over the words before she burst into laughter. "Oh, this is good," she said, her voice rich with amusement. "This one is for you Tails. Elhechizero2023 wants to know how big your cock is compared to other guys, and how much you love Cream!"
Tails' cheeks turned a deep shade of red, and he sputtered, "What?!" His eyes darted over to Sticks, who was trying hard not to laugh as she manned her station.
"Oh, come on, Tails," Rouge said, her laughter bubbling over. "Don't be shy, we all know you've measured it before. How big is it?"
Tails felt his cheeks burn even hotter as he stammered, "I-I'll have you know that I have not measured it before, thank you very much!" He tried to keep his voice firm, but it wavered with embarrassment. "It's not something I go around thinking about!"
Rouge's laughter only grew louder. "Well, darling, you can't just leave your fans hanging," she said. "Where's your tape measure? We'll settle this mystery right here and now."
Tails' heart raced, his mind a whirlwind of panic and arousal. He glanced over at Sticks, who was doing her best to keep a straight face. She gave him a nod of encouragement, and he knew he couldn't back down now. He took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair, trying to keep his composure.
"It's over there," he said, pointing to the toolbox on the far side of the workshop.
Rouge sauntered over, her hips swaying as she moved with the grace of a predator stalking its prey. Tails couldn't help but watch her, his eyes lingering on her shapely figure. She returned with the tape measure in hand, her smile wicked as she snapped it open and approached him.
"Alright, darling," she said, her voice a seductive purr, "stand up and let's see what we're working with here."
Tails gulped, his heart hammering in his chest as he stood up. He was already half-hard from the conversation, but as Rouge approached him, her hand outstretched with the tape measure, his arousal grew. She took his length in her hand, stroking him gently, her eyes gleaming with amusement at his obvious discomfort. "Oh, my," she murmured, her eyes widening slightly. "Not too shabby, Tails."
Once he was rock hard, she stopped her strokes. Her grip was firm as she lined up the tape measure with his penis, starting at the base and sliding it up to the tip. The cool metal of the tape sent a shiver down his spine, and he couldn't help but gasp as she measured him. "Looks like you're just shy of eight inches," she announced, her voice filled with mock surprise. "Impressive. For a fox."
They both sat back down, the tension in the room palpable. Tails's heart was racing, and he could feel the heat of his arousal in his cheeks. He tried to focus on the podcast, but it was difficult with the image of Rouge's hand on him fresh in his mind. He cleared his throat, trying to regain some semblance of professionalism. "So, uh, satisfied?"
“Not quite, there’s still more to the question,” Rouge said, clearly enjoying this too much.
Tails shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "I don't know the lengths of my guy friends," he admitted, his voice expressing his embarrassment. "So, I can't really speak on how I compare to them."
Rouge leaned back, a sly smile playing on her lips. "Well, without getting too specific, you might be surprised to learn you actually compare pretty nicely to Knuckles. But, I'm afraid Shadow has you beat."
Tails' eyes widened in surprise. "Really? I never would’ve thought. Anybody else that you’re… acquainted with…?" He trailed off, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red.
Rouge's smile grew wider, and she nodded her head slightly. "I know how big Sonic is. But I think that's something you should figure out for yourself. I wouldn’t want to spoil the surprise." She winked playfully, leaving Tails in a state of confused arousal.
"What do you mean by THAT?!" Tails exclaimed, his voice a mix of frustration and intrigue. The mystery only served to heighten his anticipation and curiosity.
Rouge chuckled, placing the tape measure on the table. "I can’t wait to see that one," she said, her voice still filled with mischief. "Now, about Cream..."
Tails took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. "This one might be even more embarrassing…," he admitted, his cheeks flushing. "Well, here goes... Cream is one of my closest friends, and I love her very much. In more ways than one..."
"Aww, that's so cute!" Rouge's voice was filled with genuine warmth, her smirk turning into a soft smile. "I always thought you two were perfect for each other!"
Tails felt a mix of emotions wash over him. He was simultaneously mortified and oddly touched by her words. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm in his chest. "Well, Cream is very special to me," he murmured, his voice barely audible. "But, uh, let's move on."
Sticks, sensing the shift in the conversation, took it upon herself to ease the tension. She gave a dramatic cough from the editing booth, and when Tails and Rouge looked over, she held up three fingers, mouthing "almost there." The signal was not lost on them; the podcast was nearing its climax, quite literally.
"Ah, yes," Tails said, his voice a mix of excitement and apprehension. "It's just about time to move on to the uh, next part. But before we do, a couple more things." He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Another fan liked that I showed off one of my... toys... last episode, and thought you might have something to contribute on that topic, Rouge."
Rouge leaned in, her eyes sparkling with interest. "In fact, I do!" she said. "I thought that particular item you own looked familiar to me. Did you by chance purchase that from Tempting Treasures online?"
Tails' eyes widened in surprise. "Yeah, that's the one!" he exclaimed. "How'd you know that? Do you shop there too?"
Rouge's smile grew even more smug. "Oh, darling," she purred, "I don't shop there, I sell there." She leaned in closer, her voice a low whisper. "It's a little side hustle I got going on. Tell me, Tails," she continued, "how's that blue dildo that you bought last month treating you?"
Tails' face went red, his eyes shooting over to Sticks who was desperately trying to contain her laughter. "We're cutting that!" he exclaimed, his voice a mix of embarrassment and exasperation.
Sticks held up her hands in protest. "Not on your life!" she exclaimed, her eyes shining with excitement. "This is gold!"
Rouge chuckled, her gaze never leaving Tails. "It's okay, darling," she said, her voice soothing. "We're all adults here. And it's all in good fun. Besides, your blue friend has been a quite popular item."
Tails felt his cheeks burn even brighter. "It's not what you think!" he protested, now looking back at Rouge. "I got the blue one because... because Cream wanted that one!" He paused, trying to come up with a believable reason. "She said blue makes her feel calm."
Rouge's eyes widened in understanding, then she burst out laughing. "No! Don't use Cream as your excuse, darling!" she exclaimed, slapping the desk with delight. "Own it, Tails! You want a blue rod in your backdoor! Say it like you mean it!"
Tails sputtered, his face a picture of embarrassment and arousal. He didn't know what was more mortifying: the fact that Rouge knew about his preferences or that Sticks was getting all of this on tape. "I will say nothing of the sort."
Rouge's smirk grew even more devilish. "Would you be a dear, Tails," she said, her voice dripping with sweetness that could melt even the iciest of hearts, "and try it out really quick for the camera?" She winked at him, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "It would be fantastic marketing, having a hero like you endorse my products."
Tails stared at her with his mouth slightly open, his eyes narrowed in a look that clearly conveyed 'you have got to be joking'. "No," he said firmly, his voice a mix of embarrassment and incredulity. "Absolutely not."
Rouge leaned back in her chair with a dramatic sigh, her smirk never leaving her face. "Oh well," she said with a shrug, "worth a try."
Tails took a deep breath, his cheeks flushed from the conversation. He cleared his throat and readied himself for what came next. "Alright, last question before we... move on," he said, trying to keep the conversation as professional as possible. "How did your first time with a girl compare to your first time with a boy?"
Rouge leaned back in her chair, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Well, Tails," she began, her voice a slow, sensual purr, "my first time with a girl was like discovering a whole new universe." She closed her eyes, as if recalling the memory. "It was soft and gentle, with whispers of passion and the sweet scent of vanilla."
Her eyes snapped open, a glint of mischief in them. "My first time with a boy, on the other hand, was like riding a rollercoaster. It was fast, intense, and a little bit scary." She leaned closer to the microphone, her eyes twinkling. "But oh, so satisfying. The way they filled me up, the sound of their breath in my ear, the feeling of their warmth inside me..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the room thick with unspoken desire.
Tails felt his throat go dry as he tried to imagine what it must be like for Rouge, to experience such a wild array of pleasures with both genders. "It sounds... amazing," he managed to croak out, his voice strained.
Rouge's eyes gleamed with a knowing look. "Oh, it is," she assured him, her voice a low, seductive purr. "But let's not forget, everyone's first times are special in their own ways." She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "My first time with a boy was clumsy and awkward, but it had this raw energy to it. The way he fumbled around, trying to find the right spot, was endearing. And when he did, oh, the look on his face was priceless. It was like seeing a lightbulb turn on."
Her voice grew softer, more intimate. "But my first time with a girl... it was like a dance. We moved together, exploring each other's bodies with a gentle curiosity. Her touch was like silk, and the way she kissed me... it was like nothing I had ever felt before." Rouge's eyes fluttered closed for a moment, lost in the memory. "It was soothing, yet it made every nerve in my body come alive. The taste of her, the smell of her... it was intoxicating."
Tails could feel himself getting hard again, his mind racing with the vivid images Rouge was painting. He took a sip of water, trying to compose himself. "Thanks for sharing, Rouge," he said, his voice a little too high-pitched. "I'm sure our listeners are, uh, enjoying the... details."
Rouge leaned closer, her eyes locked on Tails'. "How about you, darling?" she whispered, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to wrap around him. "Are you ready to have your first time with me?"
The room was silent, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. Tails' heart raced in his chest, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. He looked over at Sticks, who had stopped her editing and was watching the exchange with rapt attention. She gave him an encouraging nod, and Tails took a deep breath.
"Yes," he finally murmured, his voice thick with desire.
The atmosphere in the workshop shifted, the air crackling with anticipation as they both stood up from their chairs. Tails' legs felt like jelly as he followed Rouge over to the plush, velveteen couch that served as the backdrop for their podcast. She sat down gracefully, patting the cushion next to her with a knowing smile. Tails sat down, his heart racing like the engines of the Tornado.
With a flick of her wrist, Rouge's outfit began to dissolve away, revealing inch by inch of her smooth, voluptuous body. Her clothing disintegrated into a cloud of glittering dust, leaving her naked and exposed to their hungry gazes. Tails couldn't help but stare, his eyes drinking in every curve, every freckle, every perfect line of her form. Her breasts were full and round, her nipples already erect with anticipation. Her stomach was flat, with a little pink bow tattooed just above her navel, a cute and sexy detail that made Tails' breath catch in his throat.
"Now, darling," Rouge said, her voice a smoky whisper, "sit back and relax."
Tails did as he was told, his eyes locked on her as she straddled him, her naked body glowing under the soft lights of the workshop. Her breasts bounced lightly as she leaned forward, and Tails couldn't help but stare at her perfect, round globes. He felt a sense of awe, mixed with a fierce arousal that made him shiver.
Rouge grinned wickedly, placing his hardened length in the valley between her breasts. She leaned in closer, her eyes locked with his, and began to squeeze her tits together, creating a warm, tight space for his cock to slide in and out of. The sensation was unlike anything Tails had ever felt before, and he let out a low groan that seemed to resonate through the room.
Sticks, watching from the editing booth, couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. She leaned in closer, making sure to get every detail of the scene. The sight of Rouge's full breasts wrapped around Tails' cock was incredibly arousing, and she had to squeeze her thighs together to keep from letting out a moan of her own.
Rouge's eyes never left Tails' as she began to move her breasts up and down, her hands squeezing and releasing in a rhythmic motion that made Tails' eyes roll back in his head. He had never felt anything so erotic, so intimate, and he knew that he was going to cum soon. The sound of his cock sliding through her warm, wet cleavage filled the room, and he could feel the heat building in his balls.
With a mischievous smile, Rouge leaned down and flicked her tongue over the tip of his cock, tasting the precum that had gathered there. Then, she spat between her boobs, rubbing them together. The saliva made his length slide even easier, and she picked up the pace, her breasts bouncing in a mesmerizing rhythm.
Tails' eyes were glued to the sight of Rouge's breasts enveloping his cock. It was like nothing he had ever seen before. The way her skin shimmered under the lights, the way her cleavage clung to him, it was all too much. He could feel his climax building, and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer.
Rouge noticed the desperation in his eyes and leaned in closer, her tongue flicking out to lick the sensitive tip of his cock. The sensation was electric, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. She took her time, teasing him with slow, deliberate strokes, savoring every drop of precum that beaded at the tip.
With a guttural moan, Tails could no longer hold back. He bucked his hips upwards, and with a roar of pleasure, he shot his load, the hot, sticky semen spurting all over Rouge's face and chest. Her eyes widened in surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned into it, letting him cover her in his seed. She sat up, her chest heaving, and licked her lips, savoring the salty taste.
Tails laid back, panting heavily, his body limp with satisfaction. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Rouge looked absolutely stunning, covered in his cum, her makeup slightly smudged but her smile brighter than ever. "Wow," he murmured, his voice hoarse.
Rouge chuckled, a deep, throaty sound that sent a fresh wave of arousal through him. "It's not over yet," she said, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She leaned back, her legs now straddling him, and placed his still-hard cock at the entrance of her pussy. "Now, darling," she whispered, her eyes locked on his, "make me feel good with that almost eight inch cock of yours."
Tails didn't need any more encouragement. He sat up, his hands on either side of her head, and kissed her deeply. The kiss was full of passion and desire, and he could feel her body respond to his touch. He pushed himself into her, feeling the warm, wet embrace of her pussy. She moaned into his mouth, her body arching up to meet his. He began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm that had her gripping the back of the couch.
Tails was lost in the feeling of being inside Rouge. Her walls clenched around him, her warmth enveloping him, and he knew he wasn't going to last long. He felt her body tense, her breath coming in quick, sharp gasps. He could feel her getting closer to the edge, and he picked up the pace, driving into her with every ounce of strength he had.
With a sudden burst of energy, he tackled her back so he was now on top. Rouge's legs wrapped around his waist, her heels digging into his back as he pounded into her. She moaned with every thrust, her body responding to his urgency. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, a testament to their passion.
Meanwhile, Sticks couldn't help but be drawn into the erotic scene playing out in front of her. Her hand slipped under her skirt, her fingers finding their way to her wet pussy. She watched intently as Tails and Rouge's bodies moved in perfect sync, their faces contorted with pleasure. She began to rub herself, the tension building in her own body as she imagined it was her out there. Her breath hitched, and she had to bite her lip to keep from crying out.
The podcast had officially turned into an impromptu porn session, and Sticks couldn't be happier. She watched as Tails' cock disappeared into Rouge's pussy, her walls stretching to accommodate his size. Rouge's moans grew louder, filling the room with a symphony of lust and desire. Her eyes rolled back, and her mouth formed an 'O' of ecstasy with every deep, hard thrust he gave her.
Tails' ears twitched with every moan that escaped Rouge's lips. The sound was intoxicating, pushing him closer and closer to the edge. His tails swished back and forth with every thrust, a sign of his building arousal. He couldn't believe he was actually fucking Rouge the Bat, someone he had fantasized about for so long. The way she took him, the way she moaned, it was like a dream come true.
Rouge's legs tightened around him, her nails digging into his back. He could feel her getting closer, her pussy contracting around him, urging him to go faster. He didn't need the encouragement. His hips moved of their own accord, driven by the primal need to claim her, to make her come undone beneath him. Her moans grew louder, and he knew he was getting to her.
With a gasp, Rouge's body stiffened, and she let out a long, keening wail. Her pussy clamped down on him, her muscles pulsing around his cock as she came. The feeling was indescribable, and Tails could feel his own climax approaching like a freight train. He held on, riding the wave of her orgasm, feeling her spasm around him.
Finally, he couldn't hold back any longer. With a roar, Tails buried his face in her neck and kissed her as he came. He shot his load deep inside her, filling her up with his seed. The sensation of her tight pussy milking him was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He could feel her walls contract around him, eagerly welcoming his release.
Rouge's moan vibrated against his ear, her body convulsing with pleasure as she came with him. The feeling was overwhelming, and Tails had to clench his teeth to keep from crying out. His hips jerked, his cock spasming as he emptied himself into her.
The room was silent for a moment, the only sound their heavy breathing. Then, with a lazy smile, Rouge leaned back, her eyes half-lidded. "Well, darling," she purred, "that was quite the performance. I think our audience will love it."
Tails couldn't help but chuckle, his chest still heaving from the intense pleasure. "I hope they appreciate the... authenticity," he managed to say, his voice still thick with lust.
Rouge giggled, her breasts jiggling with the motion. She leaned up and kissed him gently on the cheek. "They'll love it," she assured him. "And who knows, maybe it'll boost sales for my little side gig."
He leaned down and captured her lips again, his passion unbridled. He kissed her deeply, his tongue exploring her mouth with a hunger that surprised even himself. Rouge responded eagerly, her tongue dancing with his as if they were old lovers reunited.
The kiss grew more intense, their breaths mingling in a heady rhythm that matched the beating of their hearts. Tails' hands wandered up to cradle her face, his thumbs brushing against her cheekbones as he held her in place, not willing to let the moment end. Her own hands were tangled in his fur, pulling him closer, her nails lightly scoring his back.
Rouge's legs tightened around him, and she rolled her hips in a lazy, seductive circle, eliciting a low groan from Tails. He could feel his cock, still semi-hard, start to swell again at the delicious friction she provided. It was as if their bodies were in a silent conversation, begging for more, yearning to be one.
He deepened the kiss, his tongue sliding against hers, exploring every inch of her mouth with a hunger that surprised even himself. Her hands slid to grip his shoulders, her nails digging in just enough to send a thrill through him. He felt her nipples, still hard from her orgasm, brush against his chest, and it was all he could do to keep from devouring her whole.
Tails broke away, panting heavily. Rouge's face was a mess of saliva and cum, a look of pure satisfaction etched on her features. The saliva that connected their lips glistened in the soft light of the workshop, a symbol of their shared passion. Her eyes were half-closed, and she looked up at him with a lazy, seductive smile.
"Should we... finish this podcast up?" she asked, her voice still a low purr that seemed to resonate through his body.
Tails blinked, looking around the workshop as if he had just woken up from a trance. "What? Podcast? Oh, right," he murmured, his cheeks flushing a darker shade of red as reality crashed back in. He looked over at Sticks, who had paused her editing to watch them. She had a knowing smirk on her face and a glint in her eye that told him she had enjoyed every second of their impromptu performance.
They both got up from the couch, their legs unsteady from the intense passion that had just played out. Rouge strutted over to the nearby table, her body still glistening with sweat and Tails' cum. She grabbed a towel that had been conveniently placed there, and with a flourish, she wiped the sticky mess from her face. The towel was immediately discarded to the floor, forgotten in the aftermath of their heated encounter.
Tails followed her, his own body feeling both drained and alive with energy. He couldn't help but admire the way her ass swayed as she moved, the sight of which was enough to make his cock twitch with interest. When they reached the table, Rouge took her seat with a grace that defied the carnality of their recent actions. She leaned back in the chair, her legs crossed demurely, and picked up her glass of water, taking a delicate sip.
Tails took his seat, trying to compose himself, his gaze drifting to her breasts, which were still flushed from their encounter. He couldn't help but speak the truth that was on his mind. "You have the most amazing breasts, Rouge," he murmured, his voice filled with genuine awe.
Rouge's smile grew even wider, her eyes lighting up with pleasure at his words. She leaned back in her chair, placing her hands on the armrests and pushing her chest out slightly. "Thank you, darling," she purred, her voice like silk. "They're my pride and joy. I take very good care of them."
Tails chuckled, his cheeks still flushed. He turned to the editing booth, where Sticks sat, her eyes glued to the screen. "How you doing in there, Sticks?" he called out.
"That was the best orgasm I've ever had," Sticks said, her voice filled with amazement. "And I was just watching!" She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart. "Rouge is really hot."
Rouge's smile grew even more smug as she lounged back in her chair, her legs crossed elegantly. "Thank you, Sticks," she said. "I'm always happy to be appreciated."
Tails took a deep breath, trying to gather his thoughts. "So, Rouge," he began, his voice a little shaky, "what did you think of that?"
Rouge had a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "Darling," she said, her voice low and sultry, "you were everything I thought you would be and more."
Tails felt a warmth spread through him at her words, his cheeks darkening even further. "Really?"
"Mmhmm," Rouge murmured, her eyes twinkling. "You're a natural. Who knew that shy little fox had such a wild side?"
The room was filled with a playful silence, the kind that follows a shared secret or an unexpected turn of events. Tails couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, mixed with a hint of embarrassment. He had never been so openly sexual before, especially not with an audience. But there was something about Rouge that brought it out of him, a confidence that was as intoxicating as it was surprising.
He cleared his throat and tried to compose himself, his eyes flicking over to the editing booth where Sticks was busy capturing the moment. She met his gaze with a knowing smile and a nod, and he knew she had gotten some amazing content. "So, Rouge," he said, his voice a little shakier than he would have liked, "anything else you wanted to talk about before we wrap this up? Questions for me perhaps?"
Rouge leaned forward, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Oh, I have plenty of questions for you, darling," she said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "But I think we've given our audience quite the show for one day." She reached out and lightly brushed a strand of fur from his cheek, her touch electric even through the fog of lust that still hung in the air.
Tails swallowed hard, his heart still racing from their encounter. "Just one then," he managed to say, his voice gruff with desire. "Ask a good one."
Rouge leaned back in her chair, a sly smile playing on her lips as she considered her question. "Alright," she said, her voice a purr. "If you had to choose between my boobs and my ass, which would you say is your favorite?"
Tails didn't even blink. "Boobs," he said instantly, his voice firm and filled with certainty.
Rouge's smile widened. "Really?" she purred, leaning back in her chair with a smug look. "I'd say you're quite the boob man, aren't you?"
Tails couldn't help but chuckle, his cheeks still flushed. "Actually, I'm not," he admitted, his voice a mix of playfulness and sincerity. "Yours are just that good."
Rouge's smile grew wider, placing a hand on her hip. "An ass man, then?" she asked, her voice a teasing purr. "Very nice. So, how would you rate mine?"
Tails looked at her with a grin, his eyes traveling down to her perfect ass. "I'd say it's... pretty high on the list," he said, his voice dripping with desire. The room was filled with a charged silence, the tension palpable as they both knew where this was heading.
Rouge leaned in closer. "Is it better than Cream's?" she whispered, a hint of challenge in her voice.
Tails' cheeks went redder than ever before, and he stumbled over his words. "Uh, well… t-that's all for today folks! Thanks for tuning in to another episode... of the TailsTube... Podcast!" He couldn't help the awkwardness that seeped into his voice, the reality of what had just occurred on recorded podcast hitting him like a ton of bricks.
Rouge's eyes narrowed slightly at his lack of response, her smile slipping just a fraction. She knew she had him in the palm of her hand, and she hadn't expected him to pull away from the flirty banter so abruptly. She sat up straight, her breasts bouncing slightly as she adjusted herself in her chair. "Is that all you have to say?" she asked.
Tails swallowed hard, his cock still half-hard from their recent encounter. "Rouge," he began, his voice a little shaky, "thank you so much for being such a... amazing... guest today." He couldn't help the embarrassed smile that tugged at the corners of his mouth. "You've really... uh... livened up the podcast. Would you consider... you know... coming back in the future?"
Rouge's eyes narrowed slightly, the smile not quite reaching her eyes. She knew he was trying to change the subject, but she wasn't going to let him off that easily. She leaned back in her chair and flipped him off with a playful smirk.
Tails' eyes went wide at the gesture, and he couldn't help but laugh nervously. "Can't wait. Anyway, next week's guest will be none other than my very special friend, Cosmo! So please, leave questions for her in the comments!" He was eager to shift the focus away from her question.
Rouge raised an eyebrow, her smirk deepening. "Cosmo?" she repeated, her eyes gleaming with interest. "That should be... cute," she said, her voice dripping with a hint of mockery. "I'll definitely check it out, but I have a feeling Cream won't be too thrilled."
Tails' smile faltered for a moment, remembering Cream's earlier jealousy. "Well, Cream's episode was great too," he said, trying to diffuse the tension. "I'm sure our listeners will love to hear from everyone."
But Rouge was already lost in thought, her eyes narrowed in contemplation. "But she won't," she murmured to herself, the words barely audible.
Tails cleared his throat, trying to get back on track. "So, that's it for today's episode of the TailsTube podcast!" he announced, his voice a little too bright. "Thank you so much for tuning in, and don't forget to subscribe for more juicy content! And if you're feeling extra generous, drop us a review, it helps keep the lights on in here." He paused, looking around the workshop, his gaze lingering on Sticks for a moment before returning to the microphone.
"And as always," he continued, "leave your comments, questions, and suggestions for future episodes." He winked at the camera, trying to play off the tension. "See you all next week!" With a click, the podcast was over, and the recording light on the camera switched off.
Tails collapsed back into his chair, his legs shaking from the intensity of their encounter. He felt a strange mix of exhilaration and relief that the podcast was over, and he couldn't believe what he had just done.
Sticks emerged from the editing booth, wiping her hands on her skirt. "Wow," she said, her voice a little shaky, "that was... something." She couldn't hide the smile on her face as she approached the podcast table.
Rouge looked over at her, an amused expression playing on her lips. "You liked the show?" she asked.
"It's not every day you get a live porn scene while you're working," Sticks said, trying to keep the excitement out of her voice. "For me, it’s more like every week. But you guys should probably get dressed before someone walks in."
Rouge took another sip of her water, her eyes never leaving Tails. "Not so fast," she said, her voice a sultry purr. "Tails got his fox juices all over me, so he needs to clean me up." She stood up from the chair, her naked body on full display as she sauntered over to Tails.
Tails looked at her, his heart racing. He knew he was in trouble, but he couldn't find it in himself to be upset. "Feel free to use my shower," he said nervously, his voice betraying his excitement.
Rouge nodded, her smile never faltering. "Good," she said, her voice a purr. "Because I will. And you're going to join me." She sauntered over to him, her hips swaying with an exaggerated swagger that made his cock throb. "You've got some scrubbing to do," she added, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Tails' heart raced as he stood up, his eyes never leaving hers. He couldn't believe the turn of events, but he also couldn't deny that he was enjoying every second of it. He took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Alright," he said, his voice a little shakier than he would have liked. "Let's get you cleaned up."
Rouge leaned in and kissed him, her tongue sliding into his mouth with a passion that took him by surprise. He responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her as they kissed, his cock hardening again at the taste of her. When they finally broke apart, she took his hand and led him towards the bathroom.
Notes:
Special thanks to Satrio_Cingoh for the idea of Rouge being the one to have sold Tails his toys.
Chapter 3: Episode 3 - Cosmo
Summary:
Hey everyone, welcome to the latest episode of the TailsTube Podcast! This time, we have a very special guest joining us, none other than the enchanting Cosmo! In this episode, we dive deep into some personal and intimate topics, exploring the complexities of love and friendship, and Cosmo opens up about her own feelings, her experiences, and even shares some surprising details about her time with me and Cream. We discuss everything from our past relationships to the future, all while keeping it real and heartfelt. So buckle up, because this episode is packed with emotion, laughter, and a few steamy revelations that might just surprise you.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Tails handed Cosmo a glass of water, his own hand shaking slightly. "Are you ready for this?" he asked her, trying to keep his voice steady. Cosmo took a dainty sip, her cheeks flushing a light shade of pink, and nodded.
Sticks took her seat in the editing booth, her heart racing. She could feel the tension in the room and knew that this episode had the potential to be just as explosive as the last. She put on her headphones, ready to capture every moment.
"Okay, you two," she called out. "Three... two... one... and we're on!" She watched as Tails and Cosmo looked at each other nervously, the silence stretching out like a tightrope between them.
"Welcome back to the TailsTube podcast, everyone!" His voice was a little shaky, but it grew stronger as he went on. "This week, we're joined by a very special guest. None other than the lovely and enchanting, Cosmo!" He flashed a bright smile at her, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Cosmo's cheeks turned a darker shade of pink, and she giggled, setting her glass of water down with a trembling hand. "Thank you, Tails," she said sweetly, her voice a melodious trill. "I'm so happy to be here."
"And we're happy to have you," Tails assured her, his voice a comforting purr. He looked into the camera with a wink. "Episode two was another huge success, with an even bigger response!" He grinned, his cheeks flushed. "Thank you all once again for choosing to tune in. We couldn't do this without you!"
"Speaking of our audience," Sticks chimed in, "we got a lot of questions for you, Cosmo. People are very interested to hear about your... habits." The way she said 'habits' had an unmistakable double meaning, and Cosmo's eyes widened slightly, her smile faltering.
Cosmo looked at Tails, her nerves palpable. "Oh?" she asked, her voice a soft squeak. "I don't know if I'm ready for that, Tails."
Tails leaned back in his chair, his grin widening. "You do know what we do on here, don't you?" he asked. He couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement at the prospect of pushing the boundaries even further with Cosmo. Her innocence was too much for him to resist.
Cosmo’s hands clutched the edge of the table. "I know it's supposed to be... intimate," she replied softly. "But I've never talked about such things before."
Tails nodded understandingly, his expression gentle. "I know this isn't what you're normally comfortable with," he said, his voice filled with genuine concern. "But that's what makes it all the more special. We're friends, and we're just sharing our experiences." He leaned in closer to her, his eyes warm and reassuring. "I appreciate you agreeing to it that much more."
She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. "Okay," she whispered. "I trust you."
Tails smiled warmly at her, his heart swelling with affection. "Good," he said, his voice gentle as he sat back. "I'll take it a little easier on you, okay? You ready to begin?"
Cosmo took a deep breath and nodded. "Yes," she murmured, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm ready."
Tails leaned in to the microphone, his voice gentle and encouraging. "Alright. I wanted to start with something that a couple people asked about, actually. They were curious why you and I broke up, so I thought you might want to share our story." He watched as Cosmo's eyes grew a little wider, a hint of sadness flickering in their depths before she nodded.
"Well, as most people know, we were dating for a bit after we first met," Cosmo began, her voice quivering slightly. "Something just clicked between us, and I knew you were someone special." Her gaze drifted to the side, her eyes misting over as she remembered the early days of their romance. "But things got... complicated."
"Yeah," Tails said softly, his voice filled with understanding. "You were... you had to leave for a little while."
Cosmo nodded, her eyes still on the floor. "I did," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "By some miracle I was able to come home to everyone." She took a deep, shaky breath before continuing, her eyes finally meeting his. "But when I returned, you were with Cream."
Tails' heart clenched at the pain in her voice. He knew that their breakup had been hard on her, and he felt guilty for not being there for her when she needed him most. "Yeah," he said, his voice thick with emotion.
"But here's the thing," Cosmo continued, her voice gaining strength. "Although I still loved you, I knew that was one of those times where you need to let what you love go." Her eyes were glistening with unshed tears. "So I accepted that you should explore your relationship with her. It was hard, but I knew it was the right thing to do."
Tails felt his own heart ache at her words. He had never truly considered how difficult it must have been for Cosmo to watch him move on, especially considering the circumstances of their separation. He reached across the table and took her hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I'm sorry, Cosmo," he murmured, his voice filled with genuine regret. "I should have talked to you more about it."
Cosmo looked up at him, her eyes brimming with tears. "It's okay," she said with a small smile. "I understand. We all have our paths to follow."
"But what happened next?" Tails prompted her gently, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "Don't worry folks," he said into the microphone, his voice filled with warmth, "the story gets happier, I promise."
Cosmo looked into his eyes with love. "After a little while," she began again, "you and Cream took a break. That's when I decided to make my move to win you back. I went up to you and confessed that I still loved you and that I always will. And your response was?"
Tails leaned in closer to her, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I kissed you," he said, his eyes filled with emotion. "Right then and there, I told you that I felt the same way. That I always had and always will love you." His grip on her hand tightened slightly, his thumb stroking the back of her hand reassuringly. "But I also had to be honest with you, and myself. I told you that my feelings for Cream were still there, even though we weren't together at that moment."
Cosmo's smile grew a little sad, but she nodded. "I remember," she said softly. "You were honest, and it honestly made me love you even more that you refused to give up on her. But we also decided that two people who love each other should do something about it."
Tails nodded. "We agreed that a little escape for a few days would be good for us," he said, his voice filled with excitement. "Maybe clear up any confusing feelings, and have a little fun in the process."
Cosmo's cheeks grew even pinker at the memory, a soft smile playing on her lips. "You took me to this beautiful and magical getaway in Frog Forest," she whispered, her voice filled with wonder. "It was this warm and cozy house right on the water, surrounded by green in every direction." She closed her eyes, her grip on Tails' hand tightening slightly. "The sound of the wildlife and the rustling of the leaves was like music to my ears."
Tails nodded, his own smile filled with the fondness of those memories. "And the bedroom," he prompted, his voice a gentle coax.
Cosmo's blush deepened, her eyes fluttering open to meet his. "The bedroom," she continued, "had this massive window by the bed that let you see the entire forest around us. And at night..." She hesitated, her chest rising and falling with the memory.
Tails gave her a nudge. "Go on, tell them," he said, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "What happened at night?"
Cosmo took a deep breath, her cheeks a rosy pink. "At night," she murmured, "it would rain. And we would lie in bed together, by that big window, with candles all around." She paused, her eyes flicking to Sticks in the editing booth before returning to Tails.
Tails leaned in closer, his voice low and seductive. "And what did we do in that bed?" His question hung in the air, thick with the promise of the steamy details their audience craved.
Cosmo's eyes grew larger, her cheeks flaming. "W-we kissed," she stuttered. "We kissed a lot. You were on top of me, and you were so gentle." She paused, her gaze drifting to the spot on her chest where his hands had once roamed. "And then... you touched me everywhere."
Tails' smile grew, his eyes filled with the warmth of those memories. "Everywhere?" he repeated, his voice a gentle tease. "Care to elaborate?"
Cosmo felt a shiver run down her spine as she remembered those tender moments. "You know," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "You... touched me everywhere, but... especially..." She swallowed hard, her voice trailing off.
"Especially where?" he prompted.
Cosmo's blush deepened, but she found the courage to speak. "Especially my... my breasts and... down there," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "You were so... gentle and caring."
Tails felt his heart race at the memory. "And what did I do to you down there?" he asked, his eyes locked on hers.
Cosmo's cheeks practically burst into flames. "You... you pleasured me with your hands... and then your mouth..."
Sticks' eyes widened in the editing booth as she listened intently, her hand unconsciously moving to her own skirt, her mind racing with the vivid images that Cosmo's words painted.
"And then?" Tails whispered into the microphone, his voice thick with anticipation.
Cosmo took a trembling breath, her eyes never leaving his. "And then," she murmured, "we had… s-sex." Her cheeks burned a fiery red, and she couldn't believe the words had actually come out of her mouth. "It was... it was my first time," she continued, her voice barely audible. "And it was with you, Tails. The one I love." She looked down at their joined hands, her eyes filling with tears.
Tails felt his own chest tighten at her admission. He had always been gentle with her, treasuring her innocence and purity. "It was beautiful, Cosmo. You’re beautiful," he said softly, his voice thick with emotion. "I'll never forget it."
Sticks was having none of the tender moment. "Hold on, you two," she called out, her voice a little too loud in the quiet workshop. "You can't just leave us hanging like that!" She spoke into her own microphone, her eyes alight with curiosity and a touch of impatience. "We need the details!"
Tails and Cosmo looked at each other, a shared look of surprise and amusement passing between them. "Sticks," Tails said with a laugh, "it's a podcast, not a diary entry."
But Sticks wasn't backing down. "Come on," she said, her eyes glinting with excitement. "You know the fans want to hear it all. And after the show we had last week, you can't just tease us and leave it at that!"
Tails looked at Cosmo, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "Alright, if you insist," he said, his voice filled with mischief. He turned to the microphone. "So, where were we?" He winked at her, his eyes filled with a playful glint.
Cosmo’s cheeks were still flushed. "We were at the part where you... you know." She bit her lip, her eyes darting to Sticks, who was leaning forward in her chair, her face beaming with excitement.
"I touched you," Tails said, his voice a calm reminder. "But let's not leave anything to the imagination, shall we?" He leaned closer, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "I remember every detail of that night, Cosmo. The way you gasped when I first touched you down there, how your legs trembled when I licked you..."
Cosmo's eyes widened, her breath hitching at the vivid memory. "Tails," she murmured, a blush spreading across her cheeks. "You don’t have to..."
"Oh, but I want to," he whispered back. "I want everyone to know just how beautiful you are when you let go. Do you remember how wet you got?" He didn't wait for a response before continuing, his voice a soft, intimate caress. "I could feel your juices coating my fingers as I slid them in and out of you, feeling you clench around them."
Cosmo's cheeks were on fire, but she couldn't stop herself from nodding. "Y-yes," she stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper. "It was... intense."
"Tell them, Cosmo," he murmured. "Tell them how it felt when I slid inside you for the first time."
Cosmo’s eyes fluttered close as she remembered the feeling of Tails' cock pushing into her tight, virgin pussy. "It... it was like nothing I've ever felt before," she whispered, her voice trembling. "It hurt at first, but it was... it was also the most amazing feeling in the world." She opened her eyes and looked directly at the microphone, her gaze intense. "You filled me up completely," she said, her voice growing stronger. "And when you started to move..." She swallowed hard, her eyes glazing over with lust.
Tails' cock twitched at her words, his own memories of that night flooding back. "Tell us, Cosmo," he urged. "How did it feel when I started to move?"
Cosmo's eyes grew hazy with desire as she recounted the sensation of Tails' slow, tender thrusts. "It was... it was heavenly," she murmured. "Every time you pushed into me, it was like a spark of pleasure that shot through my entire body." She paused, her cheeks flushing even darker. "And when you started to go faster... oh, Tails, it was like nothing I could have ever imagined."
Tails' smile grew wider as he listened to her, his own memories of that night sending a shiver down his spine. He could feel the heat between them growing, the sexual tension thick in the air. "And what about when I made you cum?" he prompted, his voice a low purr. "Can you tell our audience how that felt?"
"It was... overwhelming," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "I had never felt anything like it before. It was like... like my entire body was on fire." She paused, her chest heaving with the memory of the intense pleasure that had consumed her. "And when you... finished inside me," she continued, her voice a little louder now, "it was like... like nothing I had ever experienced. I felt so... complete."
Tails nodded, his eyes shining with the memory of her sweet release. "And when I pulled out," he said, "and you were all wet and satisfied..." He let the image hang in the air, his cock swelling at the thought.
Cosmo's blush deepened, but she didn't look away. "It was indescribable," she murmured, her voice filled with longing. "But what happened next was even more amazing. You held me," she said softly. "You held me all night, and we talked about everything." She paused, a smile playing on her lips. "We talked about our past, our future, and what we meant to each other."
Tails nodded, his heart swelling with the warmth of that night. "It was perfect," he said, his voice filled with genuine affection.
"It was the most romantic night I've ever experienced in my whole life," Cosmo said with a soft smile, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears.
"But was the next night not as romantic?" Tails asked, his voice filled with curiosity as he leaned back in his chair, a knowing smile playing on his lips.
"Oh, it was," Cosmo assured him. "But there's just something about the first time that makes it unforgettable." She paused, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "It was like discovering a new part of ourselves together. That feeling of vulnerability and excitement... it's hard to replicate."
Tails nodded, his eyes soft as he recalled the tender moments they had shared in the aftermath of their love making. "After it was all over," he said, his voice a gentle coax, "what did we do?"
"After it was all over," she whispered, her voice barely above a murmur, "I came to the decision that you needed to be with Cream." She paused, her grip on Tails' hand tightening slightly. "Sure, we were in love too," she continued, her voice thick with emotion, "but I get all I need by seeing you happy."
Tails felt his eyes sting as tears formed, his heart clenching at her selflessness. He knew it couldn't have been easy for her to say that, but he also knew it was true. Cream had become a part of him, just as Cosmo had. He looked at her, his own voice thick with emotion. "You're an amazing friend, Cosmo," he whispered, his voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you for your understanding."
Without another word, Cosmo stood up from her chair, her movements graceful despite her trembling legs. She leaned across the table, her eyes never leaving his, and kissed him softly on the cheek. The gesture was filled with warmth and affection, a silent promise that no matter what happened between them, their friendship would always be strong.
Tails felt his heart flutter at her touch, the warmth of her lips searing his skin. He reached up and gently caressed her cheek, his thumb tracing the path of her jawline before she pulled away and sat back down. The moment was charged with unspoken emotions, a silent confession of their shared love and pain.
But Sticks, ever the live wire in the room, couldn't help but interrupt the tender scene. "What the hell was that?!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of shock and amusement. "Cosmo, you are WAY too pure for this show!"
Cosmo giggled, the tension in the room dissipating like mist under the warm glow of their shared laughter. "I'm sorry," she said, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "I didn't mean to get all... you know."
Tails wiped his eyes, a soft smile playing on his lips. "Don't apologize," he said, his voice warm and comforting. "I think you're just what this podcast needed." He took a deep breath, composing himself before turning to the microphone. "How about some more questions?"
Cosmo nodded eagerly, the tension between them easing as she leaned back in her chair. "Sure!" she exclaimed, a mischievous glint in her eye. "I actually have one for you, Tails. Why did you dodge so many questions last episode?"
Tails' cheeks grew red as he chuckled, the memory of his awkwardness returning. "You actually watched that?" he said, his voice filled with surprise. He had always known Cosmo to be the more reserved out of his friends, and the thought of her watching his steamy encounter with Rouge was both flattering and slightly mortifying.
"I watched most of it," Cosmo admitted, her voice a little shy. "But I skipped the... action scene. That was just too much for me." She looked at him with curiosity, her eyes sparkling with innocence. "But I saw how you dodged talking about Cream's butt. Why did you do that?"
Tails felt his cheeks grow hot as he cleared his throat. "Well, I... I didn't want to make you uncomfortable, Cosmo," he stuttered, his mind racing. "You know, because of our history and all..."
Cosmo's smile grew wider, her eyes filled with a mischievous glint. "Oh, come on, Tails," she teased, leaning closer. "It was for my sake? Likely story! You and I both know how much you love her butt, so why are you scared to talk about it all of a sudden?"
Tails stuttered, his cheeks burning even hotter. "I-I'm not scared," he managed, his voice strained. "It's just... it's complicated." He looked down at his hands, his mind racing with thoughts of Cream. The memory of her soft skin, her delicate moans, and her perfect curves filled his mind, leaving him struggling to find the right words.
But Cosmo wasn't letting up. "And another thing," she said, her voice gaining confidence, "pinning your adult toy preferences on her? Not cool." She raised an eyebrow at him. "If you don't want to admit that you have lustful feelings for Sonic-"
Tails' eyes went wide, his grip on the microphone tightening. "W-what?!" he sputtered, his voice high-pitched with shock. "I-I do not have... those... feelings for Sonic!"
Sticks couldn't help but snicker in the editing booth, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watched the unfolding scene. "Oh, come on, Tails," she teased. "We all know you two have some serious bromance going on."
Tails’ cheeks were a flaming shade of red. "It's not like that," he protested weakly, his voice a squeak.
"Well, if it isn't, then you should have no problem proudly owning that blue dildo," Cosmo said with a smirk, her voice filled with playful challenge. The room echoed with Sticks' laughter, and even Tails couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation.
"Okay, fine," Tails conceded, his voice a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "I admit it, it's mine. But it's not because I have a thing for Sonic, okay?" He rolled his eyes dramatically, trying to play it off as if it were the most ridiculous notion in the world.
But Sticks was having none of it. "I heard him call it Big Blue through his bedroom door," she said with a smirk. "What was Rouge's nickname for Sonic again?"
Tails' face was a picture of pure mortification, his cheeks practically glowing. He stood up abruptly, his chair scraping against the floor. "One more word out of you and you're fired!" he exclaimed, pointing a finger at Sticks.
But Sticks was too far gone to be intimidated. She was bent over in the editing booth, her laughter echoing through the editing booth. Her eyes were watering, and she was clutching her stomach as if she might split in two from the sheer force of her amusement.
Cosmo giggled, watching the chaos unfold before her. The tension in the room had dissipated, leaving only the warm glow of camaraderie and shared secrets. She took a moment to appreciate the sight of Tails, his fur ruffled and his cheeks a fiery red, before turning back to the podcast with a smile.
Tails sat back down, his mind racing as he tried to regain his composure. He couldn't believe they were teasing him about this on air. But as he looked at Cosmo's playful smirk and Sticks' uncontrollable laughter, he realized it was all in good fun.
"Okay, Cosmo," he finally managed to say, "is my interrogation over?"
Cosmo's smile was like a blooming flower, full of warmth and affection. "Very well, you're free to go," she said, her voice light and teasing. "But only because you're so cute."
Tails rolled his eyes again, his embarrassment slowly fading into a grin. "Thanks," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Now, let's get back to the podcast before Sticks decides to spill any more of my private secrets."
Sticks wiped her eyes, her laughter subsiding to a chuckle. "Alright, alright," she conceded, shuffling through the stack of papers in front of her. "Let's see what the fans have to say."
Tails took a deep breath, trying to ignore the heat that was still spreading through his body. "The first one is from Elhechizero2023," he announced, his voice a little more composed now. "Didn't he ask one last time?"
Sticks nodded, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Yep, that's the one," she said, her voice filled with barely contained laughter. She leaned back in her chair, enjoying the flustered looks on both Tails and Cosmo's faces.
"Anyway, this is a long one," Tails announced, his voice bouncing back with a hint of excitement. "For Cosmo, have you thought about dating other people, and for Tails, be careful with Sonic, I heard he has a fetish for humiliating small penises. What?!"
Cosmo couldn't help but burst out laughing at the absurdity of the question, while Sticks' eyes went wide. "Whoa, that's... uh, specific," she managed, still grinning.
"It's definitely not small," Tails said, his voice filled with indignation. He looked at Cosmo, who was trying to hold in her giggles. "Tell them, Cosmo," he said, his voice a mix of embarrassment and challenge. "Do you think it's small?"
Cosmo's cheeks flushed a brilliant shade of pink, but she kept her composure. "Well, Tails," she said, her voice sweet and teasing, "from what I remember, it's quite... substantial."
"I think it's small," Sticks said, her voice filled with a laugh that was half-teasing, half-serious.
Cosmo's eyes went wide with shock, and she slapped a hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles. Tails' face was a picture of pure indignation, his cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red. "Nobody asked you!" he exclaimed, his voice high with mock outrage. "How about the other part of the question, Cosmo?"
Cosmo took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "As for dating other people," she began, her voice still tinged with mirth, "I've thought about it. But, I'm happy with who I am, and if something is meant to happen, it will." She shot a knowing look at Tails. "Besides, I think we both know that my heart is still with someone special."
Tails felt a warmth spread through his chest at her words, his cheeks burning even hotter. He cleared his throat, trying to get the podcast back on track. "Speaking of special someone's," he said, looking at Cosmo with a smirk. "When Cream was on here, she mentioned that you two had... hooked up." He paused, watching the look of surprise and embarrassment flicker across Cosmo's face. "What was up with that?"
Cosmo's blush deepened, her eyes darting to the floor. "It was just... one of those things," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "We were both feeling a bit lonely, and... it just happened."
Tails nodded, understanding all too well. He had been there, feeling that same ache of loneliness that had driven them all to seek comfort in one another's arms. "But it was more than just that, right?" he prodded gently, his voice filled with curiosity. "Cream described your time together as 'almost loving', would you say the same?"
Cosmo looked up, her eyes meeting his with a hint of sadness. "It was... confusing," she admitted, her voice soft. "We've been through so much together, and sometimes, those lines just blur." Her expression turned thoughtful. "But we know where we stand with each other, and that's what's important."
Tails nodded, his smile gentle. "I get it," he said, his voice filled with understanding. "But tell me, what did you think of the idea of a threesome with Cream and me?"
Cosmo's eyes widened, and she took a moment to gather her thoughts. She had known that the topic might come up, but hearing it from Tails' lips was still a shock. She took a deep breath and spoke slowly, her voice measured. "Well, I... I suppose it could be interesting," she admitted, her voice a little shy. "But only if it felt right for everyone involved."
Tails leaned back in his chair, his eyes glinting with curiosity. "And what would make it right for you?" he asked, his tone gentle.
"Honestly," Cosmo whispered, her eyes never leaving his, "just being with you would make it right." The simplicity and sincerity of her words hung in the air, and for a moment, the podcast was forgotten. It was just Tails and Cosmo, lost in their shared history and the unspoken longing that still remained between them.
Sticks, ever the professional, cleared her throat from the editing booth, snapping them back to reality. "Guys, we're kind of on air here," she reminded them with a hint of amusement.
"Right," Tails said, his voice a little shaky as he picked up the next question. "This one's for me. They want to know who my ex-girlfriends are, not counting Cream since, well, we're both 'together' and know that we still love each other. Also, they want to know if I consider myself a top or a bottom, and what I think of femboys." He paused, his eyes darting to Cosmo, who was now looking at him with a mix of curiosity and amusement.
"Firstly," Tails began, his voice a little steadier now, "I have no opinions on femboys one way or another. I think everyone should be free to express themselves however they want." He shrugged, his voice neutral. "Secondly, if I had to pick one, I'd say I'm more of a top because I like to ensure whoever I'm with is comfortable and feels loved." He took a moment to gather his thoughts, his eyes lingering on Cosmo's face. "Lastly," he continued, his voice a little softer now, "my history of dating includes Cream, Cosmo, Zooey, and Fiona. That last one didn't end well," he said, his tone tinged with a hint of sadness.
Cosmo nodded, her eyes gentle as she listened. She knew the pain he was feeling, the ache of lost love and unexplored possibilities. She reached out and placed a comforting hand on his arm, her touch light but reassuring. "It's okay, Tails," she murmured. "You don't have to go into details."
But Tails seemed determined to address the elephant in the room. He took a deep breath and spoke into the microphone. "Currently, Cream and I aren't 'together' in the traditional sense," he began, his voice measured and deliberate. "But that doesn't mean we don't love each other. Our relationship is... complicated." He looked at Cosmo, her eyes filled with understanding and compassion. "We're figuring it out, just like everyone else."
The podcast took a turn towards the serious, the weight of their words hanging in the air. But Sticks, ever the master of timing, knew just how to lighten the mood. "So, Tails," she said, her voice filled with feigned innocence, "does this mean you're back on the market?"
Tails couldn't help but chuckle at Sticks' bluntness. "What can I say," he began, his voice filled with a playful lilt, "I'm a free agent!" He winked at Cosmo, who giggled at his playful banter. "Alright, next question."
He picked up the piece of paper with the question. "From Satrio_Cingoh, for Cosmo," he announced, his voice taking on a playful tone, "It says, 'We all know that Tails loves mints, Sonic loves chili dogs, and Shadow loves coffee beans. I was wondering what your favorite food was and if you or Tails ever used food as foreplay before sex?'"
Cosmo's cheeks flushed a soft pink as she giggled. "Well, I do have a bit of a love for cheese," she admitted, her eyes sparkling. "Anything with cheese, really. Pizza, cheesecake, nachos... I love cheese."
Tails raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. "Cheese?" he repeated, a smile playing on his lips. "That's interesting." He leaned back in his chair, his mind racing with the possibilities. "But you've never used it in the bedroom?"
Cosmo's eyes widened, and she gave a small shake of her head. "N-no," she stuttered, her cheeks darkening to a crimson hue. "I'm not that... adventurous." She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. "I mean, I like to keep things... simple."
Tails nodded, his smile filled with understanding. He knew Cosmo well enough to know that she wasn't one for wild experiments in the bedroom. "Fair enough," he said, his voice light. "I've never done anything with food either." He leaned closer to the microphone, his tone turning more intimate. "But who knows," he said, his voice filled with a mischievous glint, "maybe we could try something new together."
Cosmo's eyes sparkled with interest, and she leaned in closer to him. "Tails," she whispered, her voice filled with a seductive allure that was so unlike her usual self. "I'm always up for trying new things... with you."
Tails felt his heart race as he took in the sight of Cosmo, her delicate features flushed with excitement, her eyes shining with a newfound desire. Sticks couldn't help but let out an exaggerated groan from the editing booth. "Okay, okay," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Let's get back to the questions."
Tails chuckled, his eyes scanning the paper. "Alright, the last one's from SuperSonicBros25 for Cosmo," he announced, his tone light and teasing. "They're asking if you have any special pollen that could help 'set the mood' with your partner, especially when it comes to the task of repopulating the Seedrian race."
Cosmo's cheeks flushed even deeper, and she took a moment to compose herself before answering. "Umm," she began, her voice a little shaky, "I do have that power, but I've never used it on a partner." She paused, her eyes meeting Tails' with a hint of shyness. "I don't want any additional influence when being intimate," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Wait, you can do that?" Tails' voice was filled with astonishment as he leaned in closer to Cosmo. "That's... that's actually pretty hot." He couldn't help but let his mind wander to the erotic possibilities. "Can you... use it on me?"
Cosmo looked surprised at Tails' sudden interest but quickly regained her composure. "Well, I-I've never tried it," she stuttered, her cheeks a brilliant shade of pink. "But, I mean, if you want me to..." Her voice trailed off, and she bit her lip, looking at Tails with a mix of excitement and apprehension.
"I trust you completely," Tails said, his voice firm and filled with confidence.
Cosmo's heart raced at the thought, her mind swirling with the potential outcomes. "Alright," she whispered, her eyes locked with Tails'. She took a deep breath and focused her power, feeling the warmth of her pollen begin to build within her. She leaned in closer to him, their faces inches apart. "Ready?"
Tails nodded, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Do it," he breathed, his voice barely a whisper. Cosmo closed the gap between them, pressing her lips to his in a soft, tender kiss. As their kiss deepened, she released a gentle puff of pollen into his mouth. Tails felt a warmth spread through his body, a sensation unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was like a gentle wave of desire, washing away all his inhibitions and leaving him craving more of her.
He pulled back, gasping for air, his eyes glazed over with arousal. "Wow," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "That's... intense."
"I-is it too much?" Cosmo asked, her own cheeks flushed with excitement. She had never used her power in such a way before, and the thought of driving Tails wild with desire was exhilarating.
Tails shook his head, his eyes glazed with need. "No," he panted, "it's... it's perfect." He leaned in again, capturing her lips in a more demanding kiss. His hands roamed her body, exploring every curve and contour as if he were memorizing her very essence. "I want more," he whispered against her mouth.
Cosmo's cheeks flushed even deeper, her own desire mirroring Tails'. She pulled away from the kiss, her breath ragged. "The... the question," she managed to say, her voice thick with lust. "We should... answer the question."
Tails nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Right," he said, his voice a little shaky. "But hurry up, I want to try this stuff out." His hands were already moving between her legs, his body practically vibrating with need.
Cosmo took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure. "Well," she began, her voice a little more steady, "repopulating my race has not been a priority for me." She paused, her cheeks a fiery red. "Honestly, I haven't even thought about it," she whispered, her voice thick with arousal. "I wouldn't know where to begin."
Tails leaned in, his eyes filled with passion. "I do," he murmured, his voice a seductive promise. He reached down and scooped her into his arms, her gasp of surprise turning into a giggle as he stood, carrying her effortlessly to the couch.
"Tails!" Cosmo squealed, her laughter mixing with arousal. "What are you doing?"
"Moving on to the 'show' part of this show," Tails said, his voice low and filled with mischief. He laid her down gently on the couch, her legs draping over the side. Sticks watched from the editing booth, her own desire rising as she realized the podcast was about to take an erotic turn.
With a passion that seemed to ignite the very air around them, Tails began to kiss Cosmo's neck, his gentle pecks turning into a trail of fire as he made his way down her body. Cosmo moaned softly, her hands tangling in his fur as he worked his way down, each kiss leaving a tingling sensation in its wake. He reached her chest, and with trembling hands, he began to remove her dress.
The fabric slipped away, revealing the soft, pale skin of her shoulders and the swell of her breasts. Tails paused, his eyes dark with desire, before leaning in to kiss the sensitive spot between her neck and collarbone. Cosmo's breath hitched, her body arching up towards him as he uncovered more of her skin. Her dress pooled around her waist, leaving her in only her lacy underwear.
But just as things were heating up, she tensed and pulled back, a look of concern flashing across her face. "Wait!" she exclaimed, her voice breathless. "Are we really going to do this?" She looked around the room, her eyes settling on the recording equipment and then on Sticks, who was watching them with rapt attention. "On camera? With Sticks watching?"
Tails took a moment to consider her words, his expression serious. He knew that what they were about to do was a private moment, one that should be shared between just the two of them. But he also knew that this was a chance to give their audience something truly unforgettable. He leaned down and whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. "I'll cut it if you really want me to," he assured her, his voice low and reassuring. "And I can have Sticks step out. But, no matter what, I need you right now."
Cosmo's eyes searched his, looking for any hint of doubt. But all she found was the raw, unbridled passion that matched the feeling in her own chest. She took a deep breath and nodded. "Okay," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "But just us."
Tails nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Sticks, can you mute the audio and step out for a bit?" he asked, his voice steady.
With a knowing smile, Sticks nodded and stood up from her chair. "I'll be just outside if you need anything," she said, her tone professional despite the unmistakable glint of excitement in her eyes. She reached over and turned off her own microphone before exiting the room, the door clicking shut behind her.
The sudden absence of her presence allowed the tension in the room to thicken like a heavy fog. Tails and Cosmo's eyes remained locked, the air around them crackling with unspoken promises and unbridled desire. Tails leaned in closer, his breath hot against her neck as he whispered, "Ready?"
Cosmo nodded, her cheeks flushed and her heart racing. Tails' gentle touch sent shivers down her spine as he reached behind her back to unclasp her bra. The fabric fell away, revealing her firm, round breasts. He took one in his hand, kneading it softly before leaning down to flick his tongue against her nipple. Cosmo gasped, arching into his touch as the warmth of his breath sent bolts of pleasure shooting through her.
Tails kissed and licked his way down her body, leaving a trail of fire wherever he touched. His tongue danced around her navel, causing her to giggle and squirm before moving lower still. He paused at the waistband of her underwear, his eyes meeting hers with a question. Cosmo nodded, her voice a whisper, and Tails slid the fabric down her legs, revealing her most intimate parts to his hungry gaze.
He took a moment to appreciate her beauty, the way her pussy was already glistening with arousal, begging for his touch. He leaned in and gently kissed her mound, his nose nuzzling against the soft, warm skin. Cosmo's hips rolled, pushing herself closer to his mouth as he began to explore her folds with the tip of his tongue. The sound of her soft gasps filled the room as he tasted the sweetness of her desire.
With a gentle touch, Tails parted her labia, revealing the pink, swollen flesh beneath. He flicked his tongue over her clit, and she moaned, her body tensing with pleasure. He took his time, savoring every inch of her, mapping out her sensitive spots with the precision of an artist. Her legs began to tremble as he delved deeper, his tongue swirling and probing, bringing her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.
Tails felt her thighs tighten around his head as he licked and sucked with increasing fervor. Her juices coated his tongue, a sweet, musky taste that only served to fuel his desire. He knew he had her where he wanted her when she began to buck against his face, her cries growing louder and more desperate. He didn't hold back, his tongue moving with the aggression of a fox who knew exactly what he wanted.
Cosmo's hands were in his fur, her nails digging in as she tried to pull him closer, to force him to give her more. Her body was a symphony of pleasure, and he was her maestro. Her breaths grew shallow, her moans a constant song in his ears, pushing him onward.
With one final kiss, Tails pulled away, his eyes blazing with passion as he positioned himself between her legs. Cosmo could feel the heat of his arousal as he lined up his penis with her dripping pussy. Her breath caught in her throat as she felt the tip of him nudge against her entrance, and she reached up to tangle her hands in his fur, her body arching in anticipation.
He took a moment to savor the moment, his eyes locked with hers, before slowly pushing himself inside. Cosmo's walls stretched to accommodate his girth, and she let out a long, drawn-out moan as he filled her completely. It was a feeling she had missed, a feeling she hadn't realized she had missed until this very moment. The way he filled her, the way he made her feel so complete, was like nothing else she had ever experienced.
Tails took his time, pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, his movements deliberate and precise. He wanted to make this last, to etch this moment into their shared memories forever. The friction between them built with every stroke, and Cosmo's moans grew louder, more desperate, as she felt the beginnings of an orgasm build deep within her.
Her eyes searched his, filled with a mix of love and lust, and Tails knew he couldn't hold back much longer. He leaned in and kissed her again, his tongue mimicking the movements of his hips as they danced together in a passionate ballet. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper, and Tails couldn't help but groan into her mouth.
With every gentle thrust, he could feel her walls tightening around him, her body responding to his touch in a way that was both overwhelming and intoxicating. The kiss grew more intense, their breaths mingling as they both chased the climax that was steadily approaching. Cosmo's nails dug into his back, her body arching up to meet his with every stroke.
Tails felt the pressure building within him, a coil of desire that was winding tighter and tighter with every second. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, the feeling of her wetness and heat too much to resist. He broke the kiss and whispered into her ear, "Cosmo, I'm going to cum."
"Me too," she gasped, her voice a mix of pleasure and urgency. Her hips bucked against him, her body begging for release. Tails picked up his pace, his hips moving faster as he chased his own climax.
Tails pulled away from Cosmo's neck, his eyes locked onto hers as he drove into her with a passion that was palpable. He leaned down and captured her mouth in a deep, soulful kiss, his love for her spilling over into every movement of his body. The kiss was like a declaration of his desire, a silent promise of the pleasure about to come.
Cosmo's eyes fluttered shut as she melted into the kiss, her body responding instinctively to the love that Tails was pouring into her. Her hands clutched at his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin as she felt the first waves of orgasm begin to crash over her. The kiss grew more desperate, their tongues tangling as they both raced toward the edge.
With a gasp, Cosmo felt her body tighten around Tails, her pussy clamping down on his cock as the orgasm overtook her. Her legs wrapped around him tighter, her heels digging into his lower back as she shuddered with pleasure. Tails could feel her climax through every inch of him, her spasms sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body.
Tails groaned against her mouth, the feeling of her pussy contracting around his cock pushing him over the edge. He broke the kiss, throwing his head back and letting out a roar of pure pleasure as he emptied himself inside her. The warmth of his cum filled her, mixing with her own juices in a heady, intoxicating rush that left her trembling with aftershocks.
The room was filled with the sound of their heavy breaths, their bodies still joined as they rode out the final waves of their shared climax. Tails leaned his forehead against hers, his eyes closed as he savored the feeling of her wrapped around him.
Cosmo pulled him down to kiss him, her arms looping around his neck. The kiss was tender and filled with a love that went beyond the physical. It was as if she was trying to convey all of her feelings without words, and Tails understood. He kissed her back just as fiercely, his own love for her shining through his actions.
But just as the kiss deepened, Tails' expression changed, his eyes filling with tears. He pulled away, dropping his head to the pillow beside hers. His shoulders began to shake as he sobbed uncontrollably. Cosmo, stunned by the sudden shift in emotion, held him tightly, her own heart racing with concern.
"Tails, what's wrong?" she whispered, stroking his back soothingly. His crying grew louder, his body convulsing with each sob. She had never seen him like this before, so vulnerable and broken. It was as if all the walls he had built around himself had come crashing down in this one moment.
"I don't know what to do!" Tails managed to choke out, his voice thick with emotion. "I just don't know!"
Cosmo tightened her hold on him, her eyes filled with concern. She didn't know what had brought on this sudden outpour of emotion, but she knew that she was here for him, no matter what. "Tails," she whispered, her voice soothing. "You can tell me anything."
But Tails remained silent, his sobs the only sound in the room. Cosmo's heart ached for her friend, and she rubbed his back in slow, comforting circles. She knew that whatever was causing him such pain, it was something deep-rooted and profound.
After a few minutes, Tails' sobs began to subside, and he took a shaky breath. "I love you both, Cosmo," he finally said, his voice thick with emotion. "I don't know what I should do."
Cosmo's heart swelled with affection for him. "Oh, Tails," she murmured, her voice filled with warmth. "I told you before, I'm okay with you being with Cream." She kissed his forehead gently, her touch soothing. "I know she makes you happy, and that makes me happy."
Tails lifted his head to look at her, his eyes red-rimmed but earnest. "But that's not fair to you!" he exclaimed. "You deserve to be with someone who loves you just as much." His words were a mix of passion and pain, and Cosmo could feel the depth of his concern.
Cosmo leaned in to kiss him again, her lips gentle and reassuring against his. "Tails," she whispered, her voice filled with emotion. "I already have that. I don't need to be dating you to love you."
Tails pulled back. "But we can't kiss," he said, his voice shaking. "We can't have sex. That can't really be what you want."
"Tails," Cosmo said, her voice firm but gentle. "Love doesn't have to be about all that. It's about caring for each other, being there when we need it." She paused, her eyes softening. "I love you even without all that. And I know you love me. That's enough."
Tails' eyes searched hers, his own feelings a tumultuous storm. "But what about what we just did?" he asked, his voice filled with doubt.
"What we just did was amazing," Cosmo said with a gentle smile, stroking his cheek with her hand. "But it doesn't change the fact that you should be with Cream. And that's okay."
Tails' expression softened, his eyes searching hers for any hint of deceit. Finding none, he nodded slowly. "Cosmo," he murmured, his voice still shaky. "I just don't want to let you down."
"You could never let me down," she assured him, her voice steady and kind. "You're one of the most amazing beings I've ever met. And I know that no matter what happens with Cream, you'll always be here for me. And I'll always be here for you."
Her words seemed to resonate within him, and Tails leaned in to kiss her again, this time with a tenderness that took her by surprise. It was a kiss filled with gratitude and understanding, a promise to cherish the bond they shared regardless of romantic entanglements. Cosmo's arms wrapped around him, her fingers tracing the contours of his back as she returned the kiss with equal fervor.
When they broke apart, Tails' eyes were filled with a newfound peace. "Thank you," he said again, his voice thick with emotion.
Cosmo gave him a soft smile. "Of course, Tails," she said, her voice gentle. "Tails, you can use it. You can use us having sex in the podcast."
Tails looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise. "Really?"
Cosmo nodded, her smile reassuring. "Yes," she said, her voice steady. "It's your podcast. It's your story. And if it makes the audience happy, then go for it."
Tails took a moment to process her words, his mind racing with the implications. He knew that sharing such an intimate moment would be a risk, but the trust he had in Cosmo made it feel right. He leaned in and kissed her softly, a gentle press of his lips against hers. "It's our story," he murmured against her mouth. "But didn't Sticks turn the cameras off?"
Cosmo points to the cameras, and Tails notices that the red lights are still on. His eyes widen with shock, realizing that their intimate moment had been captured for the world to see. For a moment, he feels a wave of panic and embarrassment, but Cosmo's gentle touch and understanding gaze calm him down.
They both start to laugh, the tension in the room dissipating like steam rising from a hot spring. "That cheeky badger," Tails says, shaking his head in amusement. "She knew exactly what she was doing."
Cosmo giggles, her cheeks flushing a light shade of pink. "It's alright," she says with a knowing smile. "But you should cut the bit after. That should stay between us."
Tails nods, a grin spreading across his muzzle. "I can do that," he agrees, his own mood lightening at the thought of Sticks' clever ploy. Cosmo wraps herself in a soft blanket, her modesty restored, and they make their way back to the podcast table. The room feels somehow smaller, the air thick with the scent of their passion.
As they sit down, Tails calls out, "Sticks, you can come back in now." There's a brief shuffling of feet outside the door before it opens, and the badger enters with a smug look on her face. She knows she's caught them, but she doesn't say anything, simply returning to her editing booth with a knowing smile.
Tails takes a deep breath and clears his throat, trying to compose himself. "Alright, folks," he says into the microphone, his voice a bit shakier than usual. "It's time to wrap this episode up. Any final thoughts or questions, Cosmo?"
Cosmo looks at him, her eyes shining with affection. "Just that I love you," she says, her voice clear and steady. The simplicity of her words sends a shock through the air, and Tails' heart skips a beat. For a moment, the podcast isn't just about sex and relationships anymore; it's about the raw, unfiltered love they share as friends.
Sticks, having returned to her post, breaks the tender silence with a cheeky grin. "I have a question," she calls out, her voice filled with mischief. "Who's the next guest? No offense, Cosmo, but you're just too innocent. I need someone who's a menace in the sack to spice things up."
Cosmo laughs, the sound light and airy, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "None taken," she says, her voice as sweet as honey. "In fact, I'll take that as a compliment." She reaches out and gives Tails' hand a gentle squeeze. "So, Tails, who is the next guest?"
Tails smiles, a hint of excitement in his eyes as he looks into the camera. "Our next guest," he says, his voice steady despite the tumult of emotions he's feeling, "is none other than Sally Acorn!"
Cosmo and Sticks both react at the same time, their eyes widening in shock. "Who?" they both say in unison, their voices filled with surprise and a hint of intrigue.
Tails laughs, the sound rich and deep, his mood seeming to have lifted after their heartfelt exchange. "I guess you'll find out," he teases, his smile mischievous. "But let's just say she's an old friend with quite the story to tell."
Cosmo's curiosity is piqued. "What kind of old friend?" she asks, leaning forward slightly, her eyes sparkling with interest. "And what kind of story?"
"All in good time," Tails says with a wink, his tone enigmatic. He leans back in his chair, the tension in the room shifting from raw passion to playful banter. "You'll just have to wait and see, won't you?"
Cosmo giggles, a sound that's both charming and slightly nervous. "You're terrible, Tails," she says, though the fondness in her voice is unmistakable. She crosses her legs under the table, her body still humming from their intimate encounter. "But I'm looking forward to it."
Sticks chuckles, the sound a low rumble in the background. "Me too," she says, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Bet she's got some juicy details to spill."
“Cosmo, thank you so much for joining me on this episode. It was an absolute pleasure having you as a guest,” Tails said with sincerity.
Cream smiled and responded, “I had a blast being on your show. You always manage to create such a warm and welcoming atmosphere. And of course, I'm always happy to chat with a friend.”
"Alright," Tails says, his voice smooth and professional. "That's going to do it for this episode. Thank you all for joining me on another episode of the TailsTube Podcast, and I hope you'll join us on the next one!" He glances over at Cosmo, who gives him a knowing smile. "Be sure to leave plenty of questions for Sally and I, and don't forget to hit that subscribe button so you don't miss a beat! See you then!"
As the podcast ends, the three of them sit in the quiet of the workshop, the only sound the soft beeping of the recording equipment as it powers down. Sticks breaks the silence with a whistle. "That was a turn of events," she says, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I didn't see that one coming."
Tails nods, still processing the emotional rollercoaster of the last hour. "Yeah," he says, his voice a bit hoarse. "I didn't either."
Cosmo stands up, her movements elegant even in the aftermath of passion. She reaches for her clothes, her eyes meeting Tails' one last time before she slips them on. "I should go," she says softly, her voice tinged with regret. "But I'll be back."
Tails nods, his gaze lingering on her. "Thank you," he says, his voice thick with emotion. "For everything."
Cosmo smiles gently. "Anytime, Tails," she says, her voice filled with warmth. "Remember, we're in this together." With that, she exits the room, leaving Tails and Sticks to themselves.
Once Cosmo is gone, Tails turns to Sticks, his expression serious. "I'm going to edit this episode," he says, his voice firm. "There's something I need to work through."
Notes:
Be sure to leave any questions you have for either me or Sally!
Chapter 4: Episode 4 - Sally Acorn
Summary:
Welcome to another thrilling episode of the TailsTube Podcast! Today, we have the incredible Sally Acorn joining us, and let me tell you, this episode is packed with surprises and steamy revelations. Sally doesn't hold back as she shares her adventurous love life, painting a vivid picture. We dive deep into her past, uncovering some unexpected truths about her relationship with Sonic. So, buckle up as we explore the complexities of love, friendship, and the unexpected twists that make life exciting.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
Sally Acorn struts into the workshop for her episode with a confidence that can only come from being the center of attention. Her fur is impeccably groomed, and she carries herself poise. She greets Tails and Sticks with a knowing smile, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.
"Welcome, Sally," Tails says, his voice a mix of professionalism and nerves. He's aware of the secrets she might hold and the potential scandals she could reveal. "Thanks for showing up."
With a smirk that could cut through steel, Sally saunters over to Tails, ignoring the chair he offered her. Instead, she pins him against the wall with surprising strength, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Before he can react, she presses her lips to his in a fiery kiss that leaves him stunned. Sticks' jaw drops as she watches the unexpected display unfold.
Tails' shock turns into bewilderment as Sally pulls away, her laughter echoing through the room. "You should see your face," she teases, her voice like velvet. "It's like you've never been kissed by a squirrel before."
Sally winks at him, her gaze dropping to his crotch. Without waiting for permission, she reaches out and gives him a firm squeeze, her touch surprisingly gentle despite the playful smirk on her face. Tails gasps, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red as he feels the beginnings of arousal. "S-Sally," he stammers.
Her laughter subsides, and she looks up at him with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Don't be shy, Tails," she purrs, her hands continuing to explore his crotch with a surprising gentleness. "I know you're a fox with a wild side. Let's give the viewers something to talk about."
Tails' mind races, trying to process what's happening. He's torn between his desire to push her away and his curiosity about what she has in store. He can feel his body responding to her touch despite his protests. "But we haven't even started yet," he manages to say, his voice strained.
Sally just smiles, her eyes dark with desire. She leans in, pressing her body against his and silencing him with a passionate kiss that leaves him breathless. Her hands move deftly, taking his erection in her hand, stroking it gently while her other hand plays with his balls, her fingers rolling and squeezing them in a way that makes his knees weak. He moans into the kiss, unable to resist the sensations she's conjuring within him.
The kiss deepens, and Tails finds himself responding in kind, his hands reaching up to tangle in her hair. Her tongue darts into his mouth, playing with his own as if it's a dance they've practiced for years. And as they kiss, her hand continues to work its magic, her grip on his cock firm and confident, her movements slow and deliberate, driving him closer to the edge.
But just as the passion seems to reach its peak, Sally stops and backs up slightly, breaking the kiss. She smiles at him, her teeth gleaming, and Tails is left breathing heavily, a string of saliva connecting their lips. For a moment, he's confused, unsure what's happening.
Then he sees Sticks, her eyes wide and her hand hovering over the editing console, looking at him with a mix of shock and excitement. "Please tell me you got that," he says, his voice a mix of hope and horror.
Sticks grins at him, giving him a thumbs up. Sally, unfazed by the interruption, saunters over to the podcast table and takes her seat with a flourish. "Well then, shall we get started?" she says, her voice dripping with a seductive challenge. Tails nods, his breathing still uneven as he tries to compose himself. He walks over and adjusts his microphone, his mind racing with what Sally might have planned.
"Welcome back, everyone, to the TailsTube Podcast," Tails begins, his voice a little shakier than usual. "I'm your host, Tails, and today we have a very special guest joining us. She's the queen of the Acorn Kingdom and a friend who's seen me through some... interesting times. Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the one and only Sally Acorn!"
"Thanks for having me, Tails," she says, her voice dripping with honey. "It's been way too long since we had a good chat."
Tails nods, his mind still racing from the unexpected encounter. "Yeah, it's definitely been a while," he says, trying to keep his voice steady. "To start, I have to ask... what was that back there?!"
Sally laughs, a rich sound that fills the room. "Oh, that?" she says, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Just a little taste of what's to come, my dear." She winks at the camera, and Tails can feel his cheeks heating up even more.
"But why so forward?" Tails stammers, trying to regain control of the situation. "We've never had a relationship like that!"
Sally leans in, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper that seems to resonate through the workshop. "But you always wanted to, haven't you?" She says, her eyes boring into his soul.
Sticks' eyes widen even further, and she blurts out, "What is she talking about, Tails?" Her voice is a mix of shock and confusion, the badger's curiosity piqued by the sudden turn of events.
Tails, still flustered from Sally's advances, stammers, "I-I don't know." He tries to brush it off, but the blush on his cheeks gives him away.
Sally's smirk widens, and she turns to Sticks, her eyes gleaming. "Back when Tails was eight," she begins, her voice a sultry purr, "he had quite the crush on me. It was adorable." She strokes Tails' arm, her touch sending a shiver down his spine. "So I figured, why not start today's episode by making one of his childhood fantasies come true?"
"Eight?" Sticks repeats, her voice squeaking with disbelief. "Aw, kid Tails had a crush? That's adorable!" she giggles, her eyes sparkling with amusement. Tails' face is a picture of horror as he tries to hide his erection, but the smug look on Sally's face tells him she's enjoying every moment of his discomfort.
"Look," he starts to explain, his voice still unsteady. "It was a phase. I was just a kid! I didn't know a lot of girls, and I would always see you and Sonic kissing… so yeah, I wondered what it would be like." He tries to shrug it off, but the memory of those days fills him with a warmth that's hard to ignore.
Sally laughs again, the sound like the tinkling of bells. "And now?" she asks, her hand still stroking his arm. "Was it everything you hoped it would be?"
Tails' mind races, trying to find the words to explain the tornado of emotions and sensations swirling inside him. "It was... unexpected," he admits, his voice still thick with arousal. "But definitely not disappointing."
Sally's smirk turns into a full-blown grin, her eyes gleaming with victory. "Glad to hear it," she says, patting his thigh under the table. "And from my understanding, we'll be exploring that crush fully today."
Tails swallows hard, his mind racing with both excitement and dread. He glances at Sticks, who's now leaning forward, eager for the juicy details. "Well," he says, clearing his throat, "let's start with your love life, Sally. What's been going on in the Acorn Kingdom?"
Sally's eyes twinkle with mischief as she crosses her legs, revealing a hint of furry cleavage. "Oh, you know, the usual," she says, her voice a purr. "Keeping the kingdom in line, fighting off the occasional robot invasion, and finding time for some... personal enjoyment."
Tails' heart skips a beat. "Does that mean you're seeing someone right now?" he asks.
Sally nods, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "As a matter of fact, I have been," she says, her voice dripping with seduction. "Remember Nicole? We've been together for a little while now."
Tails' mind jumps back to Nicole, a friend from their past adventures. "Wow," he says, trying to keep his cool. "How's that going?"
"It's been amazing," she says, her voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "Never knew a girl could be so... versatile." She winks at the camera, and Tails feels his face heat up even more. "But you know me, Tails," she continues, leaning back in her chair with a smug expression. "I like to keep things interesting in the bedroom. Or should I say, the throne room?"
The mention of Nicole sends a thrill through Tails, remembering their past adventures and how she had always been a fiery character. "Versatile, huh?" he manages to ask, his voice cracking slightly. "What do you mean by that?"
Sally's smile turns knowing. "Well, let's just say she's got talents that would put even Sonic to shame," she teases. "And she's not afraid to get... creative."
Tails chuckles nervously. "So, what do you guys... like to do?" he asks, his voice strained.
Sally leans back in her chair, a wicked glint in her eye. "Nicole's got quite the collection of toys. And she knows exactly how to use them." She smiles at the memory, her hand absentmindedly playing with the hem of her top. "We've tried everything, from the classic dildos to those vibrating rings that make your toes curl."
Tails' mind reels with the vivid imagery, and he feels a bead of sweat trickle down his fur. He clears his throat, trying to keep the podcast on track. "So, you two are pretty adventurous?"
Sally nods. "You could say that," she says, her voice dripping with innuendo. "We're always looking for new ways to spice things up. Sometimes it's as simple as a little role play, like when I pretend to be a damsel in distress, and she's the hero who rescues me." She giggles, a sound that's both innocent and sinful. "Other times, it's more... intense. We've experimented with light bondage, and let me tell you, that girl has a surprisingly strong grip."
Tails tries to keep his cool, his mind racing with images of Nicole and Sally's steamy encounters. He can't help but wonder if he's in over his head. "Maybe we should have her on as a guest," he suggests, his voice a little too hopeful. "She sounds like she's got some stories to tell."
Sally's grin widens. "Don't even think about it," she says, her eyes flashing with a mix of playfulness and warning. "She's all mine, and I don't want to share her with the whole world just yet." She gives Tails a knowing look, her hand resting on his thigh. "But maybe, just maybe, if you play your cards right, I'll introduce you two in a more... private setting."
Tails' heart skips a beat, his imagination running wild with the possibilities. "I'd like that," he says, his voice a bit too eager. "Was Nicole okay with you coming on the podcast today? I mean, I know we're just friends, but still..."
Sally's smile softens, and she looks away for a moment before meeting his gaze again. "Nicole only let me do it because it’s you, Tails," she explains, her voice tinged with a hint of reluctance. "But she was still a bit skeptical. She's just really protective of our privacy, you know?"
Tails nods understandingly, a wave of appreciation washing over him. "I get it," he says softly. "Thanks for being honest, and thanks to Nicole for allowing you to be here. But let's back up a second. Let's discuss your time with Sonic," Tails says, trying to shift the focus.
Sally's smile turns a bit wistful. "Ah, Sonic," she says, her eyes glazing over with memories. "Our relationship was always complicated. But when it came to the bedroom... it was explosive."
"I'm going to regret asking this, but could you give us the details?" Tails says, his full of trepidation.
Sally's smile widens, her eyes darkening with remembered passion. "That hedgehog has stamina," she says, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper. "Our nights together were like a marathon of pleasure."
Tails' eyes widen as he tries to imagine Sonic in that context, his mind conjuring images that make him squirm in his seat. "How... how did that work?" he asks, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sally laughs, a sound that's both alluring and a little wicked. "Well," she says, leaning in closer to the microphone, "he's got quite the... equipment, let's say. And he knows how to use it." Her eyes sparkle as she continues, her hand absently stroking Tails' thigh. "One time, we tried a little something called the 'Spin Dash Deluxe.'" She giggles at the memory. "He'd start slow, building up speed. And then, when I least expected it, he'd come at me with all that hedgehog power. It was... intense."
Tails' eyes widen, his mind racing with the explicit implications. He tries to keep his composure, but the image is just too much. "So," he says, his voice a bit shaky, "did he come at you, or did he cum at you?"
Sally laughs, the sound echoing in the small workshop. "Both," she says, her eyes sparkling. "It was quite the performance. And let me tell you, the aftermath was just as explosive."
Tails can't help but lean in, his curiosity getting the better of him. "How so?" he asks, his voice a mix of fascination and dread.
Sally's eyes twinkle as she leans closer, her breath warm against his cheek. "His cock is like a jackhammer, pounding into me with the force of a tornado. And when he hits just the right spot..." She pauses, her eyes closing in remembered pleasure. "It's like fireworks going off in my body."
Tails' imagination goes wild, picturing Sonic's athletic body, his muscles straining as he uses that infamous hedgehog speed in a whole new way. The mental image of Sally's body arching in ecstasy under the onslaught is almost too much for him to handle, especially with Sally's hand still resting on his thigh, her grip tightening slightly.
"Are you picturing it right now?" she asks, her voice low and teasing.
Tails nods, his cheeks burning. "I-it's... hard not to," he admits, trying to keep his thoughts in check.
Sally's eyes glint with amusement. "Is it me or Sonic who's getting you excited?" she asks, her voice a silky purr that seems to stroke his very soul.
Tails gulps, trying to form a coherent response. "I-I'm just... it's all new to me," he stammers, his heart racing like a hamster on a wheel.
Sally's gaze locks onto his, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. "You like him, don't you?" she says, her voice a soft purr that seems to wrap around his thoughts. "I can see it in your eyes."
Tails' ears droop slightly, his cheeks burning even hotter. He tries to shake his head, but his body betrays him. "It's not like that," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "We're just friends."
Sally's smile is knowing, her hand moving away from his thigh as she brings it up to his cheek, her thumb brushing his lower lip. "Friends can have sex with each other," she says, her voice a warm caress. "Take you and me for example. Aren't you curious what it would be like to take a blue shaft that isn't your dildo?"
Tails' face goes as red as physically possible, his eyes going wider than ever before. He feels like he's going to combust with the heat of his embarrassment. The room spins around him, the walls seemingly closing in. He drops his head on the table with a thunk, his eyes squeezed shut. He can't believe she just said that on air.
Sticks' voice is barely audible over the sound of her own laughter. "I think you broke him, Sally," she gasps, slapping her knee.
Sally pulls her hand away from Tails, her smirk widening. "Oh, I've barely started," she says, her eyes glinting with challenge. "But maybe we should let him catch his breath before we go any further."
Tails nods, his voice muffled by the table. "Maybe that's a good idea," he mumbles, trying to compose himself.
Sally's gaze shifts to Sticks, who's been silently absorbing the entire exchange with a mix of shock and amusement. "So, Sticks, how's your day going?" she asks, her voice light and conversational, as if nothing out of the ordinary has just occurred.
"I'm doing fantastic," Sticks responds, her voice steady despite the tension in the room. She offers a warm smile, trying to ease the awkwardness. "It's a pleasure to meet you, by the way. You're definitely making quite the first impression on me."
"Likewise," Sally says with a wink. She leans back in her chair, her eyes flicking from Tails to Sticks' amused expression. "But enough about me. What's new with you two?"
Tails lifts his head from the table, his ears still red. "No," he says, his voice firm but shaky.
Sally arches an eyebrow, her expression curious. "No what, Tails?" she asks, her voice as smooth as silk.
Tails swallows hard, his heart racing as he sits up straight. "I'm not curious about Sonic's... anything," he says, his voice a mix of defiance and embarrassment.
Sally laughs, a sound that's both alluring and a bit patronizing. "Okay," she says, her voice dripping with disbelief. "If you say so."
Tails gathers himself. "Anyway," he says through gritted teeth, trying to steer the conversation back on track. "Are Sonic and Nicole the only people you've been with?"
Sally's expression turns a bit more serious, her eyes locking onto Tails'. "No, not just them," she says, her voice dropping an octave. "Briefly, I was also with..." She pauses, and Tails can almost feel the weight of the words she's about to say. "Amy."
The room goes still, even the hum of the recording equipment seems to fade away. Sticks' eyes widen, and she drops her pen she uses for notes. "Wait, what?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.
Tails' eyes go wide with shock, his voice barely above a squeak. "When did that happen?" he asks, his mind racing with questions and images he wasn't prepared to handle.
"It was right after Sonic broke up with me," Sally says, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness that seems to hang in the air. "It was... not my finest moment." She looks away, her eyes glazed with memories that Tails can't even begin to fathom.
Tails' heart clenches at the pain in her voice. He reaches out and squeezes her hand, trying to offer comfort. "Do you want to talk about it?" he asks, his voice gentle.
Sally looks back at him, a small smile playing on her lips. "I do, actually," she says, her voice stronger now. "I think the truth is long overdue." She takes a deep breath, her chest rising and falling with the weight of her words. "After we were through, I knew that it was only a matter of time before Sonic got together with her. So, out of desperation..." She pauses, looking down at her hands. "I seduced and slept with Amy to keep her away from him."
Tails' face displays an expression of absolute shock. "You what?" he exclaims, but his voice is quiet.
Sally nods, her expression a mix of regret and resignation. "Yeah," she says, her voice soft. "We dated for about a week. It was like... I don't know, a rebound thing. I just didn’t want anyone else to have him, and maybe a little bit of me wanted to get back at him, too. But it didn't feel right, using her like that." She sighs, her eyes meeting Tails'. "I couldn't take the guilt anymore, so I broke it off. Pretty horrible of me, isn't it?"
Tails' mind is racing, trying to process this bombshell revelation. He's always known that Sally and Sonic's breakup was messy, but he never expected this. "What happened after that?" he asks, his voice tentative.
Sally sighs, her expression a mix of sadness and resolution. "They got together," she says, her voice filled with the weight of unspoken words. "And I disappeared for a while. I had to think long and hard about what I did. It was a really low point in my life, but now, I've found something real with Nicole." She looks at Tails with a soft smile. "I know people might see me differently now that I've come clean about my past, and I just want to say that I'm sorry."
Tails' shock turns to sympathy as he looks at Sally's earnest expression. "It's okay," he says, his voice gentle. "We've all made mistakes. Do Sonic and Amy already know?"
Sally nods, her gaze dropping to the floor. "I'm pretty sure they knew," she says, her voice barely audible. "After all, I was kind of obvious. But no, I didn't directly tell them. I couldn't bring myself to do it. It's just one of those things that everyone pretends didn't happen." She sighs, her shoulders slumping slightly. "But I can't live with the secret anymore."
Tails nods, his eyes filled with understanding. "I know you're a good person, Sally," he says, his voice filled with sincerity. "And they know that too. I'm sure they would forgive you if they haven't already."
Sally smiles weakly, looking up at Tails with a glimmer of hope. "I hope you're right," she says, her voice cracking. "Thanks, Tails. You're a good friend."
Tails nods, squeezing her hand reassuringly. "You're welcome," he says, his voice firm. "Now, how about some viewer questions?"
Sally takes a deep breath, visibly collecting herself. "Sounds good," she says, her smile a bit forced.
Tails turns to Sticks, his eyes wide with excitement and a hint of nervousness. "Alright, we're changing up how we do questions a little bit," he says, trying to keep his voice steady. "Now, Sticks is going to read them out for us!"
Sally's eyes light up with excitement, and she sits up straight in her chair. "Cool!" she exclaims, her voice echoing with eagerness. "Let's hear 'em!"
Sticks clears her throat, her eyes darting between Tails and Sally as she prepares to read the first question. "Alright, the first one is for Tails," she says, her voice steady despite the tension in the room. "If Cream was okay with it and Cosmo as well, would you date both of them?"
Tails' heart skips a beat as he considers the question. The thought of being with both Cream and Cosmo simultaneously sends waves of desire crashing through him, but he's aware of the complexity of such an arrangement. He takes a moment to gather his thoughts before answering.
"If they were both okay with it, then absolutely!" he exclaims. "Getting to be with two girls that I love would be the greatest thing ever." He pauses, his expression turning thoughtful. "That being said, even though I don't think Cream would be against it per se, we just have some other things to work out before we can even think about that."
Sally's smile widens, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What kind of things?" she asks, her voice filled with mischief.
Tails' cheeks redden again, and he clears his throat. "Well, you know, we've had our share of... misunderstandings," he says, trying to be as vague as possible. "But we're working through them."
Sally nods, her expression sympathetic. "Relationships can be complicated," she says, her voice understanding. "But if you find the right person, it's all worth it."
Tails smiles, his thoughts drifting to Cream and Cosmo. "I hope so," he says, his voice filled with hope. "They're both so amazing, I'd do anything to make it work."
Sticks nods, her expression sympathetic. "Alright, let's move on to the second part of that question," she says. "You mentioned before that being with a guy is a bit intimidating for you. If you were to date one, what could they do to make you feel more comfortable?"
Tails shifts in his chair, his cheeks still flushed red. "Well," he starts, his voice tentative, "I think communication is key. They would need to be understanding and not push me into anything I'm not ready for." His eyes dart to Sally, who's watching him with a knowing smile. "And patience," he adds, his voice a bit stronger now. "If they were patient with me, I think eventually I would ease into it."
"You would ease into it or they would ease into you, if you know what I mean?" Sticks asks.
Sally laughs, her voice a rich, throaty chuckle that fills the room. He can feel the heat of her gaze on his face, and his cheeks burn even brighter than before. "I take it back," he says. "Nothing could make me feel comfortable with it."
But Sally just winks at him, her smile filled with teasing warmth. "Don't worry, Tails," she says, leaning back in her chair. "We'll find you the perfect guy who'll treat you like a delicate little rosebud."
Sticks snorts, her laughter bubbling up again. "For Sally," she says, asking the next question, "do you have any nicknames for Tails? Could you tell us how big Sonic's cock is?"
Sally's smile turns sly, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Tails is a nickname," she says, her voice a warm caress. "But other than that, sometimes I refer to him as Fuzzy when he gets all sleepy." She reaches over and ruffles Tails' tail, her touch sending shivers through his body. "It's just so adorable, you know?"
Tails rolls his eyes but can't help the smile that tugs at his lips. "Thanks, Sally," he says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Real mature."
Sally laughs, her hand moving on his tail and giving it a playful tug. "It's all in good fun," she says, her voice light. "And to answer your question about Sonic, let's just say it's... big enough for me."
Tails' blush deepens as he tries to imagine what that might mean. He clears his throat, trying to get his mind out of the gutter. "What exactly is 'big enough' for you?" he asks, trying to keep his voice even.
Sally's smile turns into a full-on grin, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, you'll find out."
Tails' cheeks burn even hotter at her words, and he sighs, trying to push the images out of his mind. "Why does everyone keep saying that?" He's not even sure if he wants to know the details of Sonic's size.
Sticks laughs. "Tails, is Cream your favorite?" she asks, her voice filled with innuendo. "And which girl has the tightest pussy?"
Tails sighs, his cheeks flaming redder than a ripe tomato. "I'm not going to answer that," he says firmly. "I love Cream and Cosmo equally, and that's all I’m going to say about that."
Sally's grin softens into a knowing smile, her eyes warm with respect. "You're a real gentleman, Tails," she says, her voice sincere. "It's refreshing to see someone who cares so much about others' feelings."
Tails shrugs, trying to play it cool despite the heat of his embarrassment. "It's just who I am," he says, his voice a bit gruff.
Sticks nods, her eyes still dancing with mirth. "Alright," she says, her voice filled with excitement. "For both Tails and Sally. Did the both of you ever secretly crush each other and wish to go beyond the 'funny kiss'?"
Tails' voice is a mix of curiosity and playfulness as he turns to Sally, eager to hear her side of the story. "Ah, yes, the funny kiss," he says, his eyes sparkling with mirth. "We've already heard my take on the crush part. How about you, Sally? Did you have any secret desires behind that innocent peck?"
Sally looks at Tails in a way that makes his heart skip a beat. "Back then, you were just the adorable little fox I knew," she admits, her voice filled with affection. "But as you've grown, I've started to see you in a... different light." She pauses, her hand reaching out to gently stroke his cheek. "You're not just a kid anymore, Tails. You're a man."
Tails feels his face heat up under her touch, her words sending a thrill through his body. He tries to keep his cool, but it's getting harder and harder. "Sally, I-I don't know what to say," he stammers, his eyes searching hers for any hint of what she's really thinking.
Sally's smile turns into a seductive pout, her eyes never leaving his. "Say you want me," she whispers, her voice a siren's call. "I want you. Don't you think it'll be fun?"
Tails's heart is racing, his body responding in a way that surprises even him. "Sally," he says, his voice hoarse with desire, "I don't know if this is the right place or the right time."
"What're you talking about?" Sally's voice is a low purr, her eyes locked on Tails with intensity. "We're going to do it anyway in a minute, aren't we?" Her hand trails down his arm, her touch setting his nerves alight. "Is it so much to ask just to hear you say you want it?"
Tails' breath catches in his throat as he feels his resolve wavering. He's never been this close to Sally before, never felt the heat of her touch on his body, the promise of something more than friendship hanging in the air. He opens his mouth to protest, but all that comes out is a strangled sound.
Sally leans in closer, her breath hot against his ear. "Just tell me," she whispers. "Do you want me to make you feel good?"
Tails' body responds before he can even form a coherent thought, his cock swelling. He nods, his eyes wide with lust and surprise. "I-I do," he stammers, his voice barely a whisper. "I've always... always wanted you."
Sally's grin widens, her eyes glinting with triumph. "That's what I thought," she murmurs, her hand starting to rub his erection under the table. "Let's make it happen, then." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his in a kiss that's anything but innocent.
Tails' mind is reeling, his body responding in ways he never thought possible. Sally's touch is like a live wire, sending jolts of pleasure through him with every stroke. He can't believe this is happening, that he's actually going to have sex with someone he's had a crush on for so long.
But Sticks' voice cuts through the haze of lust, her question bringing a sudden jolt of reality to the moment. "Question from Sticks for Tails," she says, her tone a mix of amusement and curiosity. "Did Sally give you your first boner? Was she who you jacked off to for the first time?"
Tails' eyes widen, and he looks directly at Sally, his cheeks burning. "Sticks!" he protests, trying to push her hand away from his growing length. "That's none of your business!"
Sally laughs, a sound that's both seductive and teasing. She pulls her hand away, her eyes still locked on his. "It's okay, Tails," she says, her voice low and intimate. "You can tell her. I won't be offended."
Tails takes a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He looks at Sally, his heart racing as he nods. "Yes," he admits, his voice barely above a whisper. "Yes for both. You were... you were so hot, I couldn't help myself."
Sally's smile turns into a full-blown grin, her eyes sparkling with triumph. "I knew it," she says, her voice a warm purr. "I knew you had it bad for me." She leans in closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "And now, we can finally do something about it."
Tails' heart hammers in his chest as she speaks, his mind racing with a mix of excitement and anxiety. He used to have feelings for Sally, but he never thought they would act on them. "Sally," he says, his voice shaky, "are you sure about this?"
Sally nods, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Positive," she murmurs, her eyes never leaving his. "I think it's about time we give the audience something to really talk about." She stands up, her hips swaying with a feline grace that makes him ache. "Sticks," she says, her voice clear and firm, "we're gonna have to put a pause on the rest of the questions."
Sticks' eyes go wide, but she nods, her cheeks a bright shade of pink. She quickly saves the file and sets her note taking tools aside, her gaze flickering between Tails and Sally with a mix of excitement and anticipation. "Have fun," she whispers, her voice barely audible.
With a predatory grace, Sally stands up and saunters over to the plush couch that sits in the corner of the workshop. She reaches out a hand, her fingers curling in a beckoning gesture. "Come on, Tails," she says, her voice a seductive purr. "Let's give them something to remember."
Tails can't believe what's happening, but his body responds before his mind can catch up. He lets Sally guide him to the couch, his legs feeling like jelly as he sits down. She stands before him, her body a vision of beauty and temptation. Her fur is a soft, inviting shade of pink that seems to glow under the warm lights of the studio.
Her eyes never leave his as she starts to unbutton her top, her movements slow and deliberate. The fabric falls away, revealing her firm, full breasts with their dark pink areolae and hardened nipples. His mouth goes dry as he watches her, his heart racing. He's seen girls naked before of course, but there's something different about Sally, something that makes his cock throb with need.
Sally's fingers glide over her skin as she shimmies out of her shorts, revealing her panties. They're a matching shade of pink, just a scrap of fabric that does nothing to hide the dampness that's already pooling between her thighs. She winks at him as she hooks her thumbs into the waistband, sliding them down her long, slender legs. She steps out of them, standing before him completely naked.
Tails' eyes are glued to her, his mouth hanging open slightly. He can't believe what he's seeing. Sally Acorn, the girl he had a childhood crush on, is standing before him, naked and wanting him. His cock is so hard it's painful, his mind racing with all the things he's fantasized about doing to her.
With a sultry smile, she drops to her knees in front of him, her eyes never leaving his. He feels her warm breath against his skin as she leans in, her tongue darting out to lick the precum from the tip of his cock. He gasps, his hips jerking reflexively. Sally's eyes flick up to meet his, a smirk playing on her lips. She wraps her delicate hands around his shaft and takes him into her mouth, her soft, wet tongue swirling around the sensitive tip.
The sensation is overwhelming, better than anything he's ever felt before. Her tongue is like a warm, velvety cloud, caressing every inch of him with a skill that leaves him trembling. He moans, his hands fisting in her hair as she bobs her head, taking more and more of him into her mouth. He can't believe how good it feels, how much he wants her, how much he needs this.
Sally's pupils are dilated with desire. She seems to read his every thought, every feeling, as she teases and torments him with her mouth. She knows exactly when to ease up and when to take him deep, her throat muscles clenching around his shaft in a way that sends shockwaves of pleasure through his body. He's lost in the sensation, his mind a whirl of desire and need.
And then she surprises him, her mouth moving lower to lick his balls with gentle, teasing strokes. His hips jerk, his eyes rolling back in his head as she explores him with her tongue. It's a sensation he's never experienced before, one that makes him feel both vulnerable and incredibly turned on. She takes her time, savoring every moment, her tongue tracing intricate patterns across the sensitive skin. He moans, his hands tightening in her hair as she continues her ministrations.
The feeling is indescribable, a pressure building deep within him that threatens to consume him entirely. He tries to hold it back, to enjoy this moment for as long as he can, but it's too much. With a guttural groan, he explodes, thick ropes of cum shooting out of his cock and all over himself. Sally looks up at him, her eyes shining with mirth and satisfaction.
Tails can't help but feel a wave of embarrassment wash over him. He's never been this out of control before, never felt this raw, primal need. He looks down at himself, his chest and stomach slick with his own cum. He's made a mess, and there's no hiding it. Sticks' eyes are wide with shock, her cheeks flushed with excitement.
Sally just laughs. "Don't worry, Tails," she says, her voice a warm caress. "It's all part of the fun." She stands up, her naked body glowing with confidence. She leans in, her breasts brushing against his chest, and kisses him deeply, her tongue tasting the saltiness of his release.
Then she pulls away, dropping to her knees again. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with a hunger that makes his cock twitch. "Let me clean you up," she whispers, her voice a seductive purr. And before he can say a word, she's licking the cum from his chest, her tongue warm and wet against his sensitive skin.
Tails watches in amazement as she works her way down his body, her tongue tracing the path of his release. She's thorough, her mouth never leaving his skin as she tastes every drop. It's both erotic and strangely intimate, a moment that feels like it's been pulled straight from his wildest fantasies. He can't believe he's letting this happen, that he's not pushing her away in embarrassment, but his body won't let him.
When she's done, Sally sits back on her heels, her eyes gleaming with a mix of satisfaction and lust. She looks up at him, her expression one of pure, unbridled desire. Without a word, she gets onto all fours, her tail flicking with excitement as she presents herself to him. The sight of her pink, wet pussy, glistening in the soft light of the workshop, is almost too much for him to handle.
Tails feels his cock twitch back to life at the sight of her, his mind racing with the reality of what's happening. He's not used to being with someone like Sally, someone so confident, so in control of their sexuality. She spreads her cheeks apart with her hands, revealing the tight, puckered entrance to her ass. It's a side of her he's never seen before, a side that makes him feel like he's about to enter a whole new world of pleasure.
He leans in, his tongue tentatively touching the sensitive skin around her asshole. Sally gasps, her eyes widening in shock and arousal. "Tails," she breathes, her voice trembling with need. "Oh, my god..."
He swirls his tongue around the tight ring, tasting her musk and feeling her body quiver under his touch. He's never done anything like this before, but it feels natural, right. He can't get enough of her, of the way she responds to him, of the power he holds in this moment.
Sally's hips rock back, her body begging for more. "Put it in already," she says, her voice a needy whine. Tails' cock jumps at her words, eager to fill her up, to claim her in the most primal way possible.
But he hesitates, his eyes flicking between her pussy and her ass. "Which hole?" he asks, his voice gruff with lust.
Sally's eyes spark with mischief as she wiggles her hips, her pussy glistening. "The one you've always wanted," she says, her voice a sultry whisper.
Tails' decision is made for him as she lowers her body, aligning her wet pussy with the tip of his hard cock. He feels the heat of her, the warmth that beckons him closer. With a gentle push, he slowly slides into her, inch by inch, her walls tightening around him like a velvet fist. It's a feeling that's both familiar and new, a sensation that makes him feel like he's coming home after a long journey.
Her pussy is like nothing he's ever felt before, a warm embrace that seems to have been made just for him. He groans as he sinks deeper, her wetness coating him, her heat surrounding him. Sally's eyes are half-closed, her mouth parted in a silent moan as she takes him in, her body arching back to give him better access.
Tails starts to thrust, his hips moving with a rhythm that seems to come from deep within him. Each push is met with a gasp from Sally, her moans growing louder and more desperate with every stroke. He can't believe he's actually fucking her, that he's the one making her feel this way. His mind is a whirlwind of sensation, his focus solely on the way her body responds to his touch.
Sally's moans become cries of pleasure, her pussy clenching around his cock like a vice. She's so wet, so tight. He picks up the pace, his thrusts growing deeper and more urgent. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the room, a symphony of desire that seems to resonate through his very soul.
Tails leans forward, his tongue flicking out to trace a line of fire across Sally's shoulder. She shudders, her body responding to his touch like a finely tuned instrument. He licks and kisses his way up her neck, his teeth grazing her sensitive skin. He can feel her pulse racing beneath his lips, the throb of her blood in time with his own.
And then, as if driven by some ancient instinct, he bites her. It's not a hard bite, not one that would break the skin, but just firm enough to make her gasp. His fox teeth, sharp and pointed, press into her flesh, leaving a gentle imprint of his desire. Sally's eyes fly open, and she looks at him with a mix of surprise and arousal.
Her mind has gone blank, a haze of pleasure clouding her thoughts. All she can feel is Tails, his cock moving inside her, his teeth on her neck, his breath hot against her fur. She's lost in sensation, her body a live wire of need and want. She arches her back, pushing herself onto him, her pussy tightening around his shaft with every stroke.
But even as she's lost in the moment, a part of her mind is acutely aware of Sticks, the quiet third wheel in this erotic tableau. She knows what's happening, what she's been doing, but she can't bring herself to care. The sound of Sticks' hand moving rapidly is the only reminder of her presence, the wet slap of skin on skin a counterpoint to their own rhythm.
Tails' eyes flick over to her, watching as she sits in the chair, her eyes glued to the action. She's not even trying to be subtle, her hand moving faster and faster. She's watching them, getting off on their passion, and the knowledge sends a thrill through him. It's a heady mix, the thrill of exhibitionism, the excitement of knowing she's watching, and the desire to give her a show she'll never forget.
Sticks' breathing is ragged, her hand a blur between her legs. Tails can see the tension building in her, the way her shoulders hunch and her knuckles whiten. And then, with a cry that's almost a whine, she cums, her body shaking as her orgasm crashes over her. She doesn't even bother to hide it, her cum splattering all over the keyboard and screen.
Tails and Sally watch, their own passion reaching new heights. Sally's pussy is so tight, her muscles clamping down on him as if trying to pull him deeper. "Oh my god, Tails," she gasps, her eyes squeezed shut. "You're gonna make me cum. I'm gonna cum!"
Her words are like a siren's song, spurring him on. He drives into her faster, the slick sounds of their union filling the room. And then it happens. Her body tenses, her pussy spasming around his cock as she cums. The sensation is indescribable, her walls pulsing and rippling as she releases her pent-up desire all over him.
Sally throws her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream, as wave after wave of pleasure rolls through her. Her orgasm seems to last forever, her body shaking with the intensity of it. Tails watches her, his own climax building, his cock buried deep inside her. He can feel her cum coating him, a wet heat that seems to fuel his own need.
He starts to thrust harder, his hips slamming into her with a ferocity that's almost animalistic. Sally's moans become louder, her body arching back to meet him, her pussy clamping down even tighter around him. He can feel her muscles quivering, her orgasm still pulsing through her as he fucks her.
And then it happens. The dam breaks, and Tails' cum floods into her, filling her up with his seed. His body jerks with the force of his climax, his cock spasming as he releases everything he has into her welcoming heat. The sensation is like nothing he's ever felt before, a white-hot wave of pleasure that seems to go on forever.
Sally's eyes fly open as she feels him fill her, her body responding with another round of contractions. She's never felt so alive, so consumed by pleasure. Her moans become a symphony of desire as she cums with him, their bodies moving in perfect harmony.
Tails' moan is a thing of beauty, a raw, primal sound that echoes through the workshop. It's the kind of moan that comes from deep within, a release of tension and need that's been building for a lifetime. It's the sound of a dam breaking, of a long-held desire finally being fulfilled.
They both fall onto the floor, Tails' cock slipping from Sally's pussy with a wet sound that seems to hang in the air. His cum pours out of her, a thick, white stream that coats her thighs and the floor beneath them. She looks at him, her eyes glazed with pleasure, a soft smile playing on her lips. "Tails," she whispers, her voice a breathy sigh.
He kisses her, his tongue delving into her mouth, tasting himself on her. The kiss is deep, a declaration of his feelings for her that transcends words. It's a kiss that speaks of love and desire, of a bond that's been forged in the heat of passion.
Sally wraps her arms around him, her legs tangling with his as they lay there, their bodies still trembling with the aftershocks of their shared climax. Tails can feel her heart racing against his chest, a rapid tattoo that matches the beat of his own. It's a moment that feels suspended in time, a perfect, untouchable bubble of intimacy that's just for them.
With a sigh that's part laugh, part contented purr, Sally kisses him on the tip of his nose. The gesture is so tender, so affectionate, that it brings a lump to his throat. It's not something he would have ever expected from her right now, not in a million years. But here she is, her soft pink lips pressed gently against his nose, her eyes shining with a warmth that makes him feel cherished.
"You know, I never thought there was anything funny about that at all," Tails murmurs, his voice still shaky with the aftermath of pleasure. He runs his fingers through her hair, his heart still hammering in his chest. The words hang in the air, a quiet confession that seems to carry the weight of the world with them.
Sally laughs, the sound a gentle caress against his skin. "It's funny because it's you," she says, her voice filled with a warmth that makes his heart skip a beat. She looks into his eyes, her smile softening to a gentle curve. "You're always so serious, so focused. But here you are, in the throes of passion, with your tongue in my ass."
The room is heavy with the scent of sex, the air thick with the sweet tang of cum and arousal. Sticks is still there, her hand still moving between her legs, her eyes glued to the screen. Tails can feel her watching them, a silent observer to their intimacy. It's strange, but somehow it makes the moment more intense, more real.
Sally kisses him one last time, her lips lingering on his as if she's trying to memorize the taste of him. Then she pulls away, a soft sigh escaping her as she stands up. She's still naked, but there's no shame in her movements as she walks back to the podcast table. She's all confidence and sex appeal, her body moving with a fluid grace that makes his cock twitch with renewed interest.
Tails watches her, his mind racing with everything that's just happened. It's a whirlwind of emotions, a tornado of love and lust that's left him reeling. He's not sure how to feel, but he knows he doesn't want this moment to end.
They sit down at the podcast table, their bodies still flushed with passion. Sticks is still naked, her hand slowly moving between her legs as she watches them, her eyes glazed over with her own orgasm. "Sticks," Tails says, his voice still thick with desire, "you better clean that computer."
Sticks snaps out of her daze and looks down at the mess she's made. She laughs, a little self-consciously. "Yeah, yeah, I'll do it," she says, standing up and heading over to grab some wipes. "So, how was it you two?" Her voice is light, teasing, trying to break the tension that's settled over them.
Tails looks at Sally, his heart racing. "It was everything I hoped it would be," he says, his voice filled with wonder, "and more." Sally smiles at him, a soft, sweet smile that makes his chest ache. She nods, her cheeks flushing a little. "It was incredible," she says, her voice low and intimate.
Then she looks down at his cock, still semi-hard and glistening with their combined juices. "I love your fox cock," she says, her voice a warm caress. "Do you always bite your girls?"
Tails shakes his head, his cheeks coloring. "No," he admits, "It's just something that came over me."
Sally laughs, a throaty, seductive sound. "It was hot," she says, her voice a warm purr. "I loved it." She reaches out, her hand ghosting over his cock.
The podcast room feels like it's spinning, the air charged with an electric tension that seems to crackle around them. Tails watches as Sticks finishes cleaning up, her eyes darting over to them every few seconds. She's trying to play it cool, but he can see the desire in her eyes, the way her breath catches in her throat when she looks at them.
"You ready to finish the questions, Sticks?" Tails asks, his voice a little too casual, a little too smug. "Or do you want to cum on my stuff again?"
Sticks rolls her eyes but can't hide her smile. "Very funny," she says, tossing the used wipes in the trash. She sits back down at the console, trying to ignore the stickiness on the chair. She's still aroused, her hand straying to her pussy, but she's the editor here, and she has a job to do. She takes a deep breath, focusing on the task at hand. "Alright, let's get back to it," she says, her voice a little shakier than she'd like.
"Tails, a viewer said that Sonic probably hates you having sex with girls, since he finds you undignified," Sticks announced, her voice a mix of professionalism and mischief as she read from the screen. Her eyes glanced up at him, a hint of a smile playing on her lips as she waited for his reaction. "Care to comment?"
Tails chuckled. "Well, if he's watching, I hope he's taking notes," he quipped, his hand casually resting on Sally's thigh, the intimate gesture not lost on Sticks. Sally giggled, leaning into his touch, the tension in the room shifting from intense to playful.
"Does he watch these?" she whispered, her eyes sparkling. "I really hope he sees this one."
Tails couldn't help but laugh, his hand tightening on Sally's thigh. "I'm not sure, but if he does, he'll definitely have something to say about it." The room was still thick with the echoes of their passion, and the thought of Sonic watching them, his face a mix of shock and disbelief, was almost too much to handle.
But Sticks wasn't done yet. She leaned in, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Alright, last one," she said, her voice a little unsteady. "Tails, how big is your blue dildo? What do you think about foot fetishes, and have you tried it? Because you said you were a top in the last episode, your chances of being with Sonic drop a lot."
Tails looked at Sally, his cheeks reddening. "Well, my... toy, is small," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.
"Figured you would work your way up?" she said, a mischievous twinkle in her eye.
"Shut up!" Tails exclaimed, his face a brilliant shade of red as he tried to push down his embarrassment. "I don't have to explain my personal preferences to anyone. Let's just say I like it as is and leave it at that." He took a deep breath, willing his cheeks to return to a normal color. "And as for foot fetishes," he continued, his voice steadying, "I don't have one myself, but I wouldn't say it's a turn off."
Sally leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "So, you've never tried it?" she asked, her voice low and teasing.
"Not yet," Tails responded to Sally's question with a knowing smile, "but I'm usually open to new experiences." He looked into her eyes, the mood between them shifting from playful to something more serious. "As for my chances with Sonic, I say whatever. I had no plans of being with him anyway."
Sally's smile grew wistful. "Aw, that's too bad," she said softly, her hand idly playing with the edge of the podcast table. "I think you guys would be cute together."
Tails' heart skipped a beat at her words. "You too?!" he blurted out, the question slipping from his lips before he could stop it.
Sticks' voice was a soft murmur in the background, her words carrying a hint of promise. "Don't worry Sally," she said, her eyes flicking up from the console to meet Sally's gaze, "it's only a matter of time."
Tails couldn't help the smug smile that curled his lips. "Says you," he responded, his hand sliding down Sally's leg, his thumb tracing circles on the soft skin. "I control this show, so I decide who comes on. Besides, Sonic wouldn’t come on here even if I did invite him."
Sally leaned closer, her eyes gleaming with a challenge. "I wouldn't be so sure of that," she said. "Care to bet on it?"
Tails' heart raced at the thought. "Bet on what exactly?"
"Give him a call right now," Sally challenged, her voice a seductive whisper. "If he agrees to come on, you have to bring him as a guest within the next five episodes. If he says no, then I'll stay at your place tonight."
Tails' eyes narrowed, his grin growing sly. "You're on," he said, his voice filled with confidence, "cause there's no way he'll say yes." He reached for his phone, his thumbs dancing over the screen as he punched in Sonic's number.
The phone rang a few times, and for a moment, Tails' heart skipped a beat. What if she was right? What if Sonic did have a secret kink for this sort of thing? But the doubt was quickly washed away when he heard the familiar, "What's up, Tails?"
"Hey Sonic," Tails said, his voice casual despite the racing of his heart. "Have you heard about the podcast I've been doing?"
"The TailsTube thing?" Sonic replied, a hint of amusement in his tone. "Yeah, I caught a bit of it. It's... interesting."
Tails' heart sank. "Wait, you actually watched it?!" he exclaimed, his voice full of shock. He hadn't expected Sonic to be so... open-minded. Or was this just another one of his friend's jokes at his expense?
"Yeah, I caught the episode with Rouge," Sonic replied, his tone unreadable over the phone. "It was... something else."
Tails swallowed hard, his hand still on Sally's thigh. "So then, you know what kind of show it is?" he asked, his voice a little shaky.
"Oh, I know," Sonic said, his voice taking on a teasing lilt. "It's like nothing I've ever seen before. You guys really go all out."
"That's the idea," Sally chimed in, her voice playful. "So, Sonic, are you interested in in doing an episode?"
There was a beat of silence on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Tails could feel the tension in the room thicken like a storm cloud. "Is that Sally?" Sonic's voice was a mix of surprise and curiosity, a hint of something else that made Tails' heart race.
"Yeah, she was my guest today," Tails replied, his voice casual despite his racing thoughts. He could feel Sally's eyes on him, her breathing shallow as she awaited Sonic's response. "So uh, what do you say?"
"Yeah man, just let me know when," Sonic said, his voice cool and nonchalant, as if discussing a casual hangout. Tails couldn't believe it.
Sally's hand shot out and snatched the phone from him. "Thank Sonic! Bye!" she exclaimed into the speaker before ending the call and tossing the phone aside. She looked at Tails with a smug grin, her eyes sparkling with victory.
"He... he said yes," Tails murmured, his voice a mix of disbelief and mortification. His hand slid up to cover his mouth, his eyes wide. The room seemed to spin around him, the reality of what had just happened sinking in.
Sally's laughter was like a shot of adrenaline. "Looks like you're going to have to follow through on the bet," she teased, her hand sliding from his chest to caress his cheek. "Better get ready, he'll be here within five episodes."
Tails felt his chest tighten, his heart racing as he looked into her eyes. "S-Sonic? On the podcast?" He could barely get the words out, his voice a squeak of disbelief. The room seemed to shrink around him, the walls closing in as his breath grew shorter, faster.
Panic began to set in, his mind racing with the implications of what he'd just agreed to. Sonic? Here? In the workshop where he'd just had one of the most intense sexual experiences of his life? He felt his chest constrict, his breaths coming in shallow gasps as he tried to calm down.
Sally's eyes widened as she saw the color drain from Tails' cheeks. She leaned closer, her hand on his shoulder, concern etched on her features. "Are you okay?" she asked, her voice gentle.
But Tails was too lost in his own head to hear her. The room felt like it was closing in, his chest tightening with each panicked breath. He couldn't believe he'd basically just asked Sonic to have sex with him. What had he been thinking? This wasn't like playing video games together or going on an adventure. This was personal, intimate, and it was going to be out there for everyone to see.
"Tails," Sally's voice was gentle, "breathe with me." She took his hand, her thumb brushing over his knuckles. "In and out, slow and steady."
He nodded, his eyes locked onto hers as he took a deep breath, feeling her warmth seep into him. She began to count, "In for three, hold for two, out for four." They breathed together, the rhythm calming him down, the touch of her hand a lifeline in the storm of his panic.
Sticks, who had been quietly watching the exchange, cleared her throat. "Uh, guys," she said, her voice a little shaky, "I think we might need to take a break. Maybe get some water or something?"
Tails nodded, his breathing still a little ragged. "Yeah," he murmured, his hand sliding out of Sally's grip. "That sounds good." He stood up, his legs feeling a bit wobbly, and made his way over to the fridge, and Sally followed. He grabbed three bottles of water, handing one to Sally and keeping two for himself. He took a long drink, the cool liquid soothing his dry throat.
"This really bothers you, doesn't it?" Sally's voice was gentle, her eyes searching his face.
Tails nodded, taking another swig of water. "It's just... Sonic," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "He's my best friend. I don't know if I can do this."
Sally's hand slid up his back, her touch soothing. "You don't have to," she murmured, her eyes never leaving his. "You can call it off, tell him it was a joke. It doesn't have to go any further."
Tails took another deep breath, letting her words sink in. He knew she was right. They didn't have to go through with it. But there was a part of him, a dark, thrilling part, that wanted to see what would happen. He'd always wondered about Sonic, about what he was really like in the bedroom. And now, here was his chance to find out.
"No," he said finally, his voice firm. "We're doing this. It's just... nerve-wracking."
Sally's smile was understanding. "It's okay to be nervous," she said, her hand still rubbing gentle circles on his back. "But I know you can handle it. You're Tails, the smartest fox in the world."
Tails was feeling a little more at ease under her calming touch. "You're right," he said, his voice stronger now. "I can do this." He turned to face her, his expression resolute. "Let's keep this going."
They took their seats, the mood in the room shifting back to professionalism. Sticks gave them both a thumbs up, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Alright, let's wrap this up," she said, her voice brisk. "We've got a hot episode on our hands, and the audience is going to love it."
Tails nodded, his hand still a little shaky as he reached for the microphone. "So," he began, his voice steady despite his racing heart, "today we had a very special guest, Sally Acorn. Thank you so much for joining us, Sally."
Sally leaned back in her chair, her posture relaxed but her eyes still showing a glimmer of concern. "Thanks for having me, Tails," she said, her voice a smooth purr. "It's been quite the experience."
"Yeah, definitely one for the books," Tails agreed, his voice a little hoarse from their earlier activities. He cleared his throat and took a sip of water, trying to compose himself. "Alright, any final words before we go?"
Sally leaned into the microphone, her voice dripping with sensuality. "Only that the audience can expect to see a lot more of me.” Tails felt his heart jump at her words, his mind racing with the implications. More of Sally? The thought was both thrilling and terrifying, but he knew it would likely be a hit with the podcast's growing fanbase.
He nodded, his throat dry. "Well, I'm sure our fans will be looking forward to that," he managed to say, his voice a little raspy.
Sally leaned back in her chair, her smile wide. "Oh, I didn't mean for the podcast," she said with a wink, her voice still carrying the same seductive tone that had been present during their earlier encounter. "But who knows what could happen in the future?"
The room was silent for a moment, the tension thick as they all contemplated her words. Then, Sticks cleared her throat, bringing everyone back to reality. "Alright, you two," she said with a grin, "you've had your fun. Who's our next guest?" Her eyes flicked over to Tails, her curiosity piqued.
Tails took another deep breath, trying to compose himself. "Marine," he said, his voice a little too loud. Sally's eyebrows shot up, and even Sticks looked surprised.
"Marine the Raccoon?" she repeated, her eyes wide. "Seriously?"
Tails nodded, his cheeks still a little flushed from their bet. "Yeah, she's got some... adventures to share," he said with a smirk, his mind already racing with the possibilities of what she could share on the podcast.
Sticks' eyes lit up. "Oh, this is going to be good," she murmured, her hand already reaching for her editing tools. "I can't wait to hear what she has to say."
Tails’ mind was racing with the implications of having Marine on the show. "Well, that's it for today," he announced into the microphone, his voice steady once again. "Thank you all for tuning in to another episode of the TailsTube Podcast! Don't forget to leave your comments, questions, and suggestions for future episodes. See you on the next one!"
As the podcast ended and the microphones clicked off, Sally stood up, her eyes filled with genuine regret. She stepped over to Tails and wrapped her arms around him in a warm embrace. "I'm really sorry," she whispered, her voice filled with sincerity. "I shouldn't have pushed you into that."
Tails hugged her back, his heart racing as he felt her breasts press against his chest. "It's okay," he murmured, his voice muffled in her hair.
Sally pulled away, her eyes searching his. "Are you sure?"
Tails nodded, taking a deep breath. "Yeah," he said, his voice a little shakier than he'd like. "It's fine. It's all part of the show."
Sally's smile was gentle as she pulled away, her hand lingering on his shoulder. "You're a good sport," she said, her eyes sparkling with affection. "I had a lot of fun."
"Me too," Tails admitted, his voice a little hoarse. He couldn't believe they'd just had sex live on the podcast. It was a moment that would be forever etched in his memory, a moment that would be witnessed by their audience.
Sally turned to Sticks, who was already packing up the editing equipment with a knowing smile. "Sticks, would you mind editing that one part out?" she asked.
Sticks nods sympathetically, understanding the situation all too well. She'd seen Tails stressed before, but this was on another level. "Tails, it's alright," she says gently, her eyes filled with genuine concern. "I'll make sure that part gets edited out. You don't have to worry about it."
Tails nods gratefully, taking another sip of water. "Thanks, Sticks," he says, his voice still a little shaky. "I don't know what I'd do without you."
Sticks winks. "That's what friends are for," she quips, her voice a mix of comfort and teasing. She turns back to her equipment, already planning out the editing process in her mind, ready to do what’s necessary to protect her person.
Notes:
One more thing! Tails and I think it would be fun if you guys tried to guess our next guest going forward, like who you think is coming after Marine. Anyone who guesses correctly will get a shoutout! Thanks for tuning in!
-Sticks
Chapter 5: Episode 5 - Marine the Raccoon
Summary:
Alright folks, welcome to Episode 5 with Marine the Raccoon! We had a blast diving into some spicy topics and getting to know Marine a bit better. From her adventurous spirit to her, uh, colorful experiences, it was an episode you won't want to miss! Marine didn't hold back, sharing stories that had us both laughing and, well, a bit flustered. We even got into some unexpected territories, but that's all part of the fun, right?
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
"Alright, folks," Sticks says into her microphone, her voice cool and collected. "We're starting in three... two... one..."
The red light on the recorder blinks to life, and Tails clears his throat. "Welcome back to the TailsTube Podcast," he says, his voice steady despite the butterflies in his stomach. "I'm your host, Miles 'Tails' Prower, and today we have a very special guest, Marine the Raccoon!"
Marine leans into the microphone, her eyes glinting with excitement. "G'day, mates!" she says, her voice a loud, exaggerated drawl that's music to Tails' ears. "Ready to spill the tea on all things fast and furry?"
Tails can't help but chuckle at her energy. "Spill the tea?"
Marine winks at him. "You know what I mean, love," she says with her exaggerated Australian accent. "Let's get this show on the road, shall we?"
Tails laughs again, shaking his head. No matter how down he;s feeling, Marine always had this uncanny knack for pulling a smile out of him. Something about her has always been able to turn his mood around without even trying.
But before Tails can ask his first question, Sticks speaks up, her voice a mix of excitement and playfulness. "Ah ah!" she says, her hand coming up to stop him. "Before we begin, Tails needs to come clean about something."
Marine's eyes light up with curiosity. "Oh, really?" she says, leaning forward. "Do tell."
Tails feels his face grow hot, his ears drooping slightly. "I have no idea what you're talking about," he stammers, trying to keep his cool. He glances over at Sticks, who's grinning from ear to ear, enjoying the moment a little too much for his comfort.
"Oh, come on," she says, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "The reason this episode was delayed was because after the last one, I caught him trying to delete the podcast," Sticks says, pointing at Tails with a grin.
Marine laughs, a deep, throaty sound that fills the room. "Nah, he wasn't!" she exclaims, her cheeky tone unmistakable. She winks at Tails, who can feel his face flush even hotter.
"He sure was," Sticks says with a smug smile. "I had to tackle him to the ground."
Marine's laughter is infectious, and even Tails can't help but chuckle despite his embarrassment. "Yeah, ow by the way," he says, rubbing his elbow, trying to play it cool.
"Now why'd ya go an' do somethin' like that, Tails?" Marine asks.
Tails looks away to the side, and Sticks says in a teasing and playful tone, "Because Sonic is going to be a guest soon."
Marine's eyes light up like a Christmas tree, and she leans back in her chair with a smug smile. "That so?" she purrs, her voice dripping with curiosity. "You've got a bit of a thing for Sonic, eh?"
Tails' cheeks burn as he sputters a denial. "Nuh uh!" he says, his voice a little too high-pitched for his own liking. "It's just... you know, for the podcast."
Sticks couldn't help the smirk that tugged at her lips as she looked over at Tails' flustered expression. "Nuh uh? What're you, five?" she teased, her voice laden with playful disbelief. Seeing him squirm like this was just too much fun to pass up.
Tails took a deep breath, trying to regain his composure. "Whatever," he said, rolling his eyes. "Can we start the interview now? It's been a while, Marine. How've you been?"
"Oh, y'know, keepin' busy, mate!" she said, her voice filled with a contagious enthusiasm. "Got the old boat runnin' again, faster than ever, if I do say so meself!"
Tails nodded, his mind racing with the potential stories she had to tell. "Sounds like you haven't changed much," he said smiling. "Now, are you ready for the spicy questions?"
Marine’s tail was swishing back and forth in excitement. "Hah!" she exclaimed, her eyes flashing with a wild glint. "You think I'd shy away from a bit o' spice? Go on then, gimme what you've got!"
Tails took a deep breath, his heart racing. "A straight shooter, I like it. Okay, firstly, are you dating anyone right now?"
"Nope!" she exclaimed, her accent thick. "Got me hands full with adventures an' such, don't need some bloke slowin' me down."
Tails couldn't help but chuckle, her fiery spirit reminding him so much of his best friend. "How very Sonic of you," he quipped, his voice filled with good-natured teasing. "But okay, I can respect that. Certainly though, you get lonely?"
Marine grinned, her teeth gleaming. "Pfft, I’m never lonely!" she exclaimed. "Got the whole ocean keepin’ me company, don't I?"
Tails leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "Sure, but the ocean can't hold you, can it?" His eyes searched hers, his words loaded with meaning. "Can't touch you? Hold your hand?" He took a deep breath, the tension in the room palpable. "Can't pleasure you?"
Marine's smile faded, and she looked at Tails with a newfound seriousness. "Oh," she said, her voice softer now. "Well, when ya put it like that... yeah, I s'pose I get a bit lonely." Her eyes searched his, the unspoken question hanging in the air. "But every now an' then, I get a visitor droppin' by," she added with a playful wink.
Tails felt his heart race, his mind going wild with the possibilities of what she could be implying. "A... visitor?" he managed to ask, his voice a little raspy.
Marine leaned closer. "Heh, yeah," she said with a knowing smile. "Blaze drops by the most, but she ain't the only one." Her voice was low, her words a tease that had Tails leaning in even closer.
"Wait," Tails said, his voice a mix of shock and disbelief. "Are you saying you and Blaze have done it?" His ears perked up, his mind racing with the thought of the fiery cat in such a compromising position with their guest.
Marine's grin grew wider. "What? No, no, no!" she exclaimed, her laughter bubbling over. "Blaze an’ I would never! Or, least I don’t think we would. Wait, d’you think she does?"
Tails felt the room spin a little. "I- I don’t know! I'll have to ask her whenever I have her on," he stammered, trying to keep up with the sudden shift in conversation. "But if not her, who?"
Marine's eyes took on a faraway look, her expression a mix of fondness and mischief. "Ah, well," she said with a wink, "now that I think about it, I reckon we have kissed... at least once, yeah." Her words hung in the air, a delicious secret that only she and Blaze shared.
She snaps out of her reminiscing with a chuckle and leans into the microphone, "Oh, and who else? Sonic!" she says with a cheeky grin. "He's a real blast, that one."
Tails' face falls, his mind racing with the implications of her words. "Of course it was Sonic," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. "Has he slept with everyone I know?"
Marine laughs, the sound like a peal of bells. "Ya should give it a go yourself!" she suggests, her voice filled with excitement. "Sonic's got buckets o' energy and he's up for just about anything. He's as wild as the ocean, but he's got a heart that burns. Reckon he's my favorite boy so far!"
Tails' mind races with the thought of Sonic and Marine together, and he feels his body responding. He whispers to himself, "Go to your happy place, Tails. Go to your happy place." He tries to imagine a serene meadow with nothing but the sound of chirping birds to distract him, but all he can see is Sonic with Marine.
Marine leans forward, her eyes gleaming with a mischievous glint as she grins widely. "Blimey, he's got a shlong smoother than a dolphin's backside, I tell ya! Bouncin' on it is like sailin' on a calm day, mate. Pure bliss, it is!"
She winks, her voice dropping to a playful whisper. "And his hands? They're magic, they are. The way he fondles me breasts... it's like he's been doin' it all his life. Makes me feel like the luckiest raccoon in the world!"
Her tail swishes back and forth with excitement as she continues. "And his arse? Well, it's not bad for a bloke, I'll give him that. It's like a pair of firm, round peaches, it is. Makes me want to take a bite!"
Tails's eyes widen in shock, his cheeks reddening. He stammers, trying to formulate a response, but the words just won't come out. His mind is reeling with the explicit details Marine is laying out before him. Sticks, on the other hand, is trying to keep a straight face, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watches the unfolding scene.
Finally, Tails manages to croak out, "I, uh, wow. I can literally think of nothing else right now except you riding Sonic." The image is burned into his mind, and he can't help the way his body reacts, his cock twitching slightly at the thought.
Marine laughs again, slapping her hand on the table. "Sorry 'bout that, Tails," she says, her cheeky grin never leaving her face. "Can't help gettin' a bit descriptive when it's such a bloody pleasant memory, y'know? Bet you can relate, yeah?"
Tails nods, his mind still racing with the image of Marine and Sonic. He tries to steer the conversation back to more neutral ground. "So, Marine," he says, his voice a little strained, "you said he was your favorite boy, correct? Have there been other boys? Other… girls?"
Marine's eyes glint with mischief as she leans back in her chair. "Oh, you betcha," she says with a smug smile. "Knuckles drops by every now an’ then, and he’s alright," she says with a shrug. "Big, strong, an' a bit of a caveman in the sack, but that's part of his charm." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "Then there was that one wild time with Espio..." She trails off, her eyes sparkling with the memory. "Never gonna forget that one," she adds with a chuckle.
She looks at Tails, her expression a mix of nostalgia and desire. "Cream and me were a thing for a bit, too," she confesses, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "But honestly?" She leans closer, her breath warm against his ear. "I’ve kinda always had a thing for you, Tails."
The room feels hotter than before, and Tails can't help but feel his cheeks flush. He's aware of Sticks, but she seems to have gone quiet, her editing tools at rest, absorbed in the unfolding drama. "You and me?" he stammers, his voice barely audible.
Marine nods, her eyes locked on his. "Yeah," she says with a grin. "I like yer butt."
Tails feels his face get even hotter as he reaches behind himself, his hands landing on his cheeks. "My butt?" he says, his voice squeaking a bit. "You like... my butt?"
Marine chuckles, her voice a low, sultry purr. "Oh, mate, yer butt is a thing of beauty. It's just beggin' to be squeezed and kissed." Her eyes roamed over Tails with an appreciative gaze. "I've always had a soft spot for a nice, firm arse, and yours is the cream of the crop, if ya know what I mean."
Her grin widens as she continues. "And the way yer tails swish when ya walk? It's like a little tease, makin' me want to reach out and grab 'em. I bet they feel real nice, too. Soft and silky, just like the rest of ya."
Tails feels a strange mix of excitement and embarrassment at Marine's words. He's never had anyone talk to him like this before, especially not in front of a witness. He tries to keep his cool, taking a sip of water to moisten his dry mouth. "Well, uh, thanks," he says, his voice wavering slightly. "I didn't know you felt that way."
Marine leans closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "I've imagined what it'd be like to have ya, Tails. To feel yer smooth fur against mine, to hear yer breath hitch as I run my hands all over yer body. To taste yer lips and feel yer heart race against mine."
Tails' ears perk up, and his tails swish nervously behind him as he tries to hide the growing length between his legs. He clears his throat, trying to maintain his composure. "Well, Marine, that's... that's quite an imagination you've got there," he says, his voice a little too high.
She sits back, her eyes gleaming with desire. "So yeah, I like yer butt. But that's just the start of it, love. I like all of ya. Every inch, every curve, every little quirk. You're a whole package, and I'd love to unwrap ya and see what's inside."
Tails swallows hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He's never been one to back down from a challenge, especially when it involves someone he finds as intriguing as Marine. "So, Marine," he says, his voice a little more steady now, "are you saying what I think you're saying?" He leans closer, his eyes searching hers, looking for any sign that she's joking.
Marine's grin turns into a full-blown smirk. "Oh, you betcha, Tails," she says, her voice a seductive purr that sends shivers down his spine. "But no rush, mate. Gotta make sure you’re ready for this adventure."
Tails nods, his heart beating rapidly. "I... I'm looking forward to it," he says, his voice a little shaky. "But maybe some questions before we, uh, get to it?"
Marine's smirk widens. "Alright, mate," she says, her voice filled with excitement. "Fire away with those questions!"
Sticks, who's been silently watching the exchange with a knowing smile, jumps in. "Got a lot for you, Marine," she says, holding up a paper with each question printed on it. "A couple for me, actually," she adds, raising an eyebrow at Tails playfully, "and just one for you, Tails. Loser," she teases.
Tails laughs, a little too loudly, trying to cover his nervousness. "Must've wrote some for yourself," he mumbles under his breath, his cheeks burning.
Sticks' voice breaks the tension, and Tails looks over at her. "What was what?" she asks.
Tails clears his throat, trying to keep his thoughts from racing. "Ah, I said we should get to the questions for Marine now," he says, his voice a little too loud. "The rest can wait for later."
"Uh huh, sure." Sticks tapped her pen against the sheet, her eyes glinting with excitement. "Alright, Marine, let's do some rapid fire," she announced, her voice brimming with anticipation. "What's your current sexual orientation?"
Marine leaned back in her chair, her grin growing even wider. "Well, I like whoever’s fun," she said with a shrug. "Boy or girl, doesn't matter much what else they're like, as long as they keep things lively!" Her tail swished behind her, her eyes sparkling with lust.
Sticks nodded, her own curiosity piqued. "Do you care about the size of guys?" she asked, her voice a mix of professionalism and personal interest.
"Nah, not really. Like I said 'bout Sonic, he's smooth as a polished gem, and that's just the way I like it. Big ain't always better, ya know?"
Her eyes twinkle as she continues. "And I'm sure I'll love whatever Tails is packin'."
Tails chokes on his water, coughing and sputtering, his cheeks a brilliant shade of red. "Marine!" he squeaks, trying to regain his composure.
Marine laughs, tapping him on the arm. "Sorry, love," she says with a wink. "I have no filter."
Tails coughs, trying to ignore his growing erection and the sudden attention on him. He looks down at his shoes, his cheeks burning. "It's okay…," he mumbles, his voice barely audible.
Sticks continues with the questions. "Would you ever give a footjob?" she asks.
Marine's eyes light up with interest. "Only for Tails," she says boldly.
Tails looks up at her, his face a picture of shock. "Wait, what?" he stammers, his voice high-pitched and panicked.
Sticks couldn't resist adding more fuel to the fire. "No time for that, Tails!" she exclaimed. "Marine, have you ever thought about having children someday?"
Marine's expression turned thoughtful. "Kids, huh?" she said, tapping her chin. "I'd say... only with Tails." She winked, her cheeky remark breaking the tension as she playfully elbowed him.
Tails spluttered again, trying to keep his cool. "Marine, please," he managed, his face reddening. "I don't know if I can handle much more of this."
Sticks giggled as she looked over at Marine. "Don't worry Marine, you'll get your chance to have kids with him in a minute," she teased, her voice light and playful. "Next question, what is your craziest kink or sexual experience?"
Marine leaned back. "Does havin' sex on a ship count?" she asked. "Blimey, it's the best! There's just somethin' about the way the boat rocks that makes it feel so... raw, so real, ya know? It's like the ocean itself is a part of it, addin' its own rhythm to the mix. It's a whole other level of thrill, a whole other world of pleasure. I dunno if I could ever go back to plain ol' land sex after that."
Her voice was filled with such passion that it was hard not to get caught up in her story. Tails felt his heart racing as he tried to imagine what that would be like. The thought of being with her in such a wild setting was both exhilarating and terrifying. "That... that sounds fun," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper.
Sticks' eyes lit up with amusement, seeing the effect Marine was having on Tails. "Marine, do you think you and I look kind of similar?" she asked, her voice dripping with playful curiosity.
Marine leaned over to get a closer look at Sticks, her gaze lingering on the badger's features. "Now that ya mention it, yeah," she said, her voice taking on a thoughtful tone. "You got the same cheeky spark in ya eye, like ya know somethin' no one else does. But ya got a bit more... 'tude, I'd say."
Sticks couldn't help but laugh, the sound light and airy. "Yeah, I guess I do," she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. "You've got a good eye."
Marine’s gaze lingered on Sticks. "Comes in handy for captains like me," she said. Tails rolls his eyes at the remark.
“Final question for you, Marine," Sticks began again. "Have you ever gone nude in front of anyone you're around or when you're off sailing?"
Marine's eyes lit up with excitement, her smile growing even wider. "Other than the sexy times, I sure do!" she exclaimed. "I've gotten real cozy with my own skin, ya know? When I'm out there on the open sea, just me and the waves, I like to feel the breeze on every inch of me. So, I often find myself sailin' au naturel when I'm alone."
She leaned back in her chair, her tail swishing with excitement as she described her love for nudity. "There's just somethin' about the feel of the water and the wind on my bare fur that makes the whole experience so much more... real, ya know? It's like I'm one with the ocean, mate. Pure freedom, pure bliss."
Tails couldn't help but picture it, his imagination running wild with the image of Marine's sleek body glistening in the sunlight as she sailed her boat, the cool sea breeze playing with her fur and her eyes filled with pure joy. The thought was incredibly arousing, and he had to fight the urge to shift in his seat to accommodate his growing erection. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his thoughts from straying too far down that path.
"So, Marine," he said, his voice a little hoarse, "you like your freedom, huh?"
Marine's grin grew even wider. "Yeah, I reckon I do," she said with a nod. "But I also like to share that freedom with others, if ya catch my drift." She leaned closer to Tails, her hand resting on his knee under the table, sending a jolt of electricity through his body. "Is that the last of 'em?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with excitement. "Can I jump Tails now, or what?"
Sticks couldn't help but laugh at the innuendo. "Knock yourself out," she said with a smirk, her eyes never leaving the screen.
Marine's grip on Tails' hand was firm and insistent, pulling him out of his chair and over to the plush couch at the side of the room. His heart raced as he stumbled along, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and desire. The way Marine's hand felt, the way she was looking at him, made it impossible to think of anything else.
When she sat him down, her body was close, too close, and he could feel the heat radiating from her. He swallowed hard, his eyes wide and his breath shallow, as she leaned in and pressed her lips to his. It was a soft kiss, a gentle brush of fur and flesh. Her hand slid up his leg, her nails lightly scratching at his thigh, and he couldn't help but let out a small whine of pleasure.
Marine's kiss grew more insistent, her tongue darting out to trace the seam of his lips. He opened his mouth with a gasp, and she took full advantage, her tongue sliding in to tangle with his own. It was a dance of passion, a silent conversation filled with unspoken desires and secret yearnings. Tails felt himself melting into the moment, his body responding to hers without thought or hesitation.
When they finally broke apart, both panting and flushed, Tails managed to croak out, "You just go after what you want, don't you?" His voice was filled with a mix of admiration and bewilderment.
Marine just smirked, her eyes gleaming with lust. "You know it," she murmured, her hand sliding down to cup his growing erection. "And I want you. Right here, right now."
With that, she stood up and began peeling off her clothes, each piece dropping to the floor with a seductive whisper. Tails couldn't help but stare, his eyes wide and his heart racing as she revealed her body, her fur glistening in the soft light of the workshop. She had the confidence of someone who knew exactly what they wanted and wasn't afraid to take it.
Marine's top came off first, revealing her firm breasts with their perky pink tips. She cupped them in her hands, giving them a playful squeeze before letting them bounce free. Next, she shimmied out of her shorts, her tail flicking with excitement as she kicked them aside. She was wearing nothing but a pair of lacy, black panties, which she wiggled out of with a teasing smile, leaving her completely bare before him. Tails stared, his mouth agape, as Marine's naked body was revealed to him. There was something about Marine, something wild and untamed that called to him on a primal level.
Marine leans in, her eyes gleaming with a mix of excitement and command. "Listen up, mate," she says, her voice a sultry whisper. "I'm gonna ride ya like a wild stallion, hard and fast, until ya can't take it no more. But first, turn that cute little arse of yers around and give me a good look at what I'm workin' with, eh?" Her grin is wide and inviting, her tail swishing with anticipation.
Tails feels a wave of panic wash over him, but there's also a thrill he can't deny. He's never been the center of attention like this before, never been so exposed and desired. He gulps, his hands trembling as he slowly turns around on the couch, his cheeks burning. Marine's eyes rove over his body, taking in every inch of his fur, his muscular back and his plump, quivering butt. He can feel her gaze like a physical touch, setting his nerves on fire.
Marine's hand comes down firmly on his shoulder, pushing him down until his tails are sticking straight up in the air. She runs her hand down his back, her nails gently raking against his fur, sending shivers of pleasure through his body. He can feel her hot breath against his skin, her excitement palpable. "Look at that," she murmurs, her voice thick with desire. "So tempting."
Her hand comes to rest on one cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Mm, nice and plump," she says, her thumb tracing circles around his puckered hole. Tails' breath hitches, and he feels his face flush even more.
Without warning, Marine's hand swings back and slaps his butt firmly. The sound echoes through the room, and Tails yelps, his body jumping at the sudden pain. But it's not just pain; there's something else there, something that sends a bolt of pleasure straight to his cock. He feels his tails droop slightly, and he knows he's hard, and that Marine can see it.
Sticks' eyes widen as she watches the scene unfold from the editing booth. She had expected the podcast to get steamy, but this was beyond anything she had imagined between this pair. She's surprised by how much she's enjoying watching, her own hand straying to her crotch as she takes in the sight of Tails bent over on the couch, his fur ruffled and his cheeks a bright red.
Her gaze lingers on his tails, which have dropped slightly, a clear sign of his arousal. She's always known he had a kinky side, but this is something else entirely. The way Marine's hand comes down on his ass, the sound of the smack resonating through the room, is like music to her ears. She's never seen Tails like this, so vulnerable and open, and it's a heady feeling.
Sticks shifts in her chair, her own need growing. Her eyes are glued to the scene, watching Marine's hand come down again and again, each time a little harder, a little more insistent. She can see Tails' body responding, his muscles tightening and releasing with every hit. His cheeks are a delicious shade of pink, and she knows that if she were closer, she could feel the heat radiating from his body.
Marine's hand slides down, her nails digging gently into Tails' flesh as she reaches one of his tails. She gives it a firm tug, and he gasps, his hips bucking slightly. This sensation feels so foreign, yet the desire pooling in his stomach is undeniable. She chuckles, the sound low and throaty, and starts to play with the base of his tail, her fingers teasing and tickling, sending waves of pleasure through him.
Tails' breath hitches again, and he feels himself growing even harder. "Marine," he stammers, his voice thick with lust. "What are you... what are you doing?"
Marine's hand slides up and down his tail, her grip firm and possessive. "Just warmin' ya up," she purrs, her voice low and seductive. "Yer so sensitive, aren't ya?"
Tails can't find the words to respond, his mind a jumble of sensations. The way she's touching him, the way she's looking at him, it's like nothing he's ever experienced before. His body is singing with need, begging for more.
Marine reaches around, her hand gripping Tails' penis firmly. She strokes him from base to tip, her nails scraping lightly along his shaft, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. "Mm, you're ready for me, aren't you?" she murmurs, her voice dripping with satisfaction.
Tails whines, his body trembling under her touch. He nods, unable to form coherent words. He feels her shift behind him, her warmth pressing against his back as she aligns herself with his body.
Marine's firm breasts press against Tails' back, her nipples pebbling with excitement. He can feel her heart racing, the thump of it matching the rhythm of his own. She wraps one arm around his waist, her hand coming to rest on his stomach, her other hand continuing to stroke him with a masterful grip. Her breath is hot and heavy in his ear, her words a seductive whisper. "Ready for me, love?"
Her hand moves faster, her strokes growing more urgent as she feels him swell in her grasp. Tails gasps, his eyes squeezed shut as he nods, unable to form the words. The heat from her chest is searing into him, branding him with her desire. Her arm tightens around his waist, her nails digging gently into his sensitive belly fur. The anticipation is almost too much to bear, the tension in the room thick and palpable.
Sticks watches from the editing booth. Her hand is buried in her shorts, her fingers moving rapidly over her clit as she watches Marine's expert touch. She's seen Tails with others before, but there's something about the raw, animalistic lust in Marine's eyes that makes her own body respond in ways she didn't think possible.
Marine's hand moves faster, her strokes more deliberate, as Tails' whines grow louder. She can feel his orgasm approaching, the way his body tenses up, his tails fluttering in the air like a flag of surrender. And then, with a final, guttural cry, he shoots his cum all over the couch beneath him, his body convulsing with pleasure. The sight is almost too much for Sticks to handle, and she has to bite down on her lip to keep from crying out herself.
The room is filled with the sound of Tails' panting and the sticky wetness of his release. Marine's hand slows, her grip loosening as she lets him ride out the last waves of his orgasm. Tails' body goes limp, and he collapses onto the couch, his legs trembling. He's never felt anything like this before, the intensity of his climax leaving him breathless and dizzy.
Marine pulls her hand away, looking at her handiwork with a satisfied smile. Her fingers are slick with Tails' cum, a sticky reminder of what they've just shared. She brings her hand up to her nose, inhaling deeply. "Mm," she murmurs, her eyes closing in pleasure. "That's the scent of a good time, right there."
Tails lies there, panting and spent, his body still trembling slightly. He can feel the sticky mess against his stomach. He opens his eyes to find Sticks watching them, her expression a mix of surprise and arousal. He blushes, feeling a bit embarrassed that she saw him like this.
But Marine isn't done with him yet. She flips him onto his back with surprising strength, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Tails' legs hang over the edge of the couch, and he's laid out before her like a feast. He can't help but feel a thrill of fear at what's to come, but it's mixed with a powerful need that makes his body respond even as his mind races.
Marine straddles him, her knees pushing his legs apart slightly, and she sits back on his thighs, her own sex glistening in the soft light. She takes his still-hard cock in her hand again, stroking him gently as she leans down to kiss him deeply. He can feel her warm, wet tongue against his own, and it sends another jolt of pleasure through him. She breaks the kiss and looks down at his cum-covered fur, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. Her eyes are dark with lust, and Tails can't help but feel a thrill at her predatory gaze.
Marine's hand guides his cock upward, pointing it straight to the ceiling, and with a wicked grin, she lowers herself onto him. He feels the warm, wet heat of her envelop him, her tight pussy clutching at him like a fist. He's never felt anything so intense, so all-consuming. She's so wet, so ready for him, and the way she takes him in, inch by inch, is agonizingly slow. Her eyes never leave his, the connection between them palpable.
As she starts to move, her hips rocking back and forth, Tails can't help but moan, his eyes rolling back in his head. Each movement sends waves of pleasure crashing through him, and he can feel himself getting closer and closer once again. She's in complete control, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his. The sound of their flesh slapping together fills the room, punctuating the silence with a primal beat.
Marine's breasts bounce with every thrust, her nipples looking like delicate pink berries against her fur. She's grinning down at Tails, her eyes hooded with desire. Her hips are a blur of motion, moving in a way that seems almost inhuman in its precision and passion. She's like a storm, wild and untamed, and he's the ship caught in her path, helpless to do anything but ride the waves.
Tails' eyes are squeezed shut, his teeth gritted as he tries to hold on, to keep from cumming too soon. Marine's pussy is so tight, so warm, so wet, that he can feel every inch of her. She's riding him like a pro, her movements fluid and powerful, her body a symphony of pleasure. He can feel his orgasm building, a pressure in his balls that's both painful and exhilarating. He tries to focus on the sensation of her fur sliding against his, the scent of their combined lust, but it's too much.
Marine's hips are a blur as she rides him, her breasts bouncing with every thrust. He can feel her muscles tightening around him, her wetness coating him, her heat surrounding him. His hips are moving of their own accord now, bucking up to meet her, urging her deeper. The sound of their bodies slapping together fills the workshop, a testament to their passion. Her hand is on his chest, her nails digging in slightly, leaving little half-moons of pleasure in their wake.
Tails' eyes are still closed, his mind focused on the symphony of sensations. But he opens them now, watching Marine as she moves above him. She's so beautiful, so wild and free, and the way she's taking him, so hungrily, so completely, it's like nothing he's ever seen before. Her eyes are on him, watching his reactions, reading his every move. He can see the excitement in them, the lust, and it spurs him on.
Marine's hips never stop moving, her thighs flexing and releasing as she grinds down on him. Her pussy is a vice, squeezing him with every stroke, and he can feel her juices running down his shaft. He listens to the wet, squelching sounds she makes with each movement, the sound of her pleasure mixing with her soft moans and gasps. It's a symphony of desire, a siren's song that pulls him deeper into the abyss of his own need.
Tails watches, entranced, as his cock slides in and out of Marine's tight pussy. It's mesmerizing, the way she takes him, her inner walls rippling around him like a glove made of velvet. He can see his own reflection in her eyes, the lust and passion mirrored there, and he knows that she's just as lost in the moment as he is. Her pupils are dilated, her gaze never leaving his as she rides him, her body moving in a rhythm that's as old as time itself.
But the sound that pulls him out of his reverie is not Marine's moan, but a quiet, guttural growl from the editing booth. Sticks has been watching them, her hand buried between her legs, her eyes glued to them. Her body is tense, her knuckles white as she grips the chair, and Tails can see the flush spreading across her cheeks. Her breathing is ragged, her chest heaving with each inhale.
She couldn't take it anymore. The sight of Tails, her usually shy and innocent friend, being dominated by Marine's sexual prowess was more than Sticks could handle. Her own hand moved faster, her fingers working in a frenzy against her slick folds. The moans and the slapping of skin filled the air, and she found herself getting lost in the visual feast before her. Sticks had always had a bit of a voyeuristic streak, and watching her friends give in to their most primal desires was a heady cocktail of excitement.
Her breath grew shorter, her strokes more erratic, as the pressure built within her. The sight of Tails' body, arching and trembling with pleasure, and Marine's powerful hips driving down onto him, was too much. Sticks' eyes fluttered closed, her head thrown back as her own orgasm hit her like a tidal wave. Her body convulsed, her back arching sharply as she gasped for breath. Her hand didn't stop moving, though, her fingers slipping in the wetness that was coating her hand.
The sound of her own release filled the room, a contrast to the rhythmic sounds coming from the couch. Her body shuddered, and she bit her lip hard to keep from crying out. There was something about Tails and Marine together that was unusually too much for her. Her climax was intense, a white-hot burst of pleasure that left her panting and weak.
Marine's ears perked up at the sound of Sticks' stifled cry, and she glanced over at the editing booth. A wicked smile spread across her face as she saw Sticks' hand buried in herself, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm. It was a sound she hadn't been expecting, but it only served to turn her on more, knowing that she and Tails were giving their editor such a show.
Her grip on Tails' hips tightened as she began to move faster, her own climax building. The sight of Sticks' pleasure was like a shot of adrenaline, pushing her closer to the edge. Tails was moaning beneath her, his body tight with need, his eyes squeezed shut as he tried to hold on.
"Marine," he gasped, his voice hoarse with passion. "You're so... amazing... and beautiful."
Marine's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink at the compliment, her eyes never leaving Tails'. Her strokes grew faster, her breathing more erratic, and she could feel the pressure building within her. Her pussy was clenching around him, her body begging for release. She threw her head back, her mouth opening in a silent scream as she came, her body convulsing with pleasure.
Tails felt her tighten around him, her pussy spasming with every wave of her orgasm. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, the intensity of her climax almost too much to handle. He could feel himself getting closer, his balls tightening, his cock pulsing with every beat of his heart.
Marine's eyes never left his, her smile wide and triumphant as she kept moving. Her hips rolled, her pussy milking him, demanding his own release. Tails could feel his own orgasm approaching, a tsunami of pleasure that was going to consume him whole. His toes curled, his legs trembled, and he knew he was seconds away.
At last he came again, his hips bucking up to meet hers as he emptied himself inside her. Marine's pussy clenched around him, her muscles working him, drawing out every last drop of cum. Tails' eyes rolled back in his head, and he let out a keening wail of pleasure that echoed through the workshop.
Marine leaned down, her breasts pressing against his chest as she kissed him, her tongue delving into his mouth, tasting him, claiming him. She could feel his cock pulsing within her, and she reveled in the feeling of his release, her own orgasm still rolling through her body.
As the aftershocks of pleasure began to subside, Tails' eyes slowly opened, and he looked up at Marine, his eyes glazed with lust. She leaned back, a smug smile playing on her lips as she watched his chest heave with every breath.
Marine's gaze was like a physical touch, stroking over Tails' body as she took in every detail of his flushed face, his swollen cock still twitching within her, and his tails that lay in a heap behind him. She studied him like a painter admiring their canvas, her eyes lingering on the way the light played across his fur and the sweat that beaded on his brow.
"You okay, love?" she asked, her voice a soft purr that sent another shiver down his spine.
Tails managed a nod, a wide smile spreading across his face. "Yeah... yeah, I'm... wow," he breathed, still trying to come down from the high of his orgasm.
Marine leaned back, her hands moving to her hips as she gracefully lifted herself off of Tails. His cock, now slick with their combined juices, slipped out of her and flopped onto himself with a wet sound that had Sticks' cheeks burning. She couldn't believe what she had just witnessed, and the sight of Tails' cock, still twitching with aftershocks, had her hand straying back towards her own need.
Marine's fingers moved to her own sex, spreading herself open to reveal the pink, swollen flesh beneath. She stared down at Tails with a look that was equal parts satisfaction and hunger. Her own orgasm had been powerful, but the sight of him, spent and smiling up at her, was like a drug, leaving her craving more. She spread her pussy wider, watching with a smug grin as cum began to dribble out, painting a sticky path down to his still-hard cock.
The connection between them was palpable, their eyes locked in a silent understanding that went beyond words. Tails' chest was heaving, his body still shaking from the intensity of his climax. But as he watched the white, sticky fluid coating his shaft, he felt a renewed sense of arousal building within him. It was as if Marine's desire was a living, breathing entity, wrapping around him and pulling him back into the depths of passion.
After the last of Tails' cum leaks out of her pussy, Marine slowly rises off and away from him. The intimate connection is broken, but the electricity in the room remains, crackling between them. She stands before him, a goddess in her post-coital glow, her body a testament to the passion they've just shared. The sticky evidence of their union clings to her thighs, a glorious mess that only adds to the eroticism of the moment.
Extending a hand, Marine offers it to Tails, her smile predatory yet gentle. It's a silent invitation for him to join her on this carnival of lust, a dance that knows no bounds. Tails stares at her hand for a brief moment, his eyes glazed with a mix of awe and desire. He's still reeling from the intensity of their encounter, but the way she's looking at him, like a cat eyeing a particularly tempting toy, makes his heart race with excitement. He takes her hand, and she pulls him to his feet with surprising strength.
As they stand, the cum on Tails' penis drips to the floor, leaving a trail behind them as they move away from the couch. It's a testament to the power of their union, a symbol of their shared pleasure that marks the space like a territorial claim. The room seems to pulse with the echoes of their passion, and the air is thick with the musky scent of sex.
Marine doesn't waste a moment. With a hungry growl, she pushes Tails back against the podcast table, her hands sliding down to grip his hips. She kisses him again, her tongue delving into his mouth as if to devour him whole. Tails' arms wrap around her, his hands tangling in her hair as he kisses her back with all the fervor he has left. He's lost in her, lost in the storm of desire that she's unleashed within him.
And then, with a sudden burst of strength that belies his small frame, Tails grabs Marine's ass, his fingers digging into her soft flesh. She gasps into his mouth, her own desire spiking at his touch. He squeezes, pulling her closer, grinding his cock against her wetness. He can feel her heat, her need, and it's like throwing gasoline on a fire.
Marine's eyes widen in surprise at his newfound assertiveness, but she doesn't miss a beat. Her hand moves to his cheek, her thumb tracing the line of his jaw as she pulls back from their kiss. Her breath is hot and ragged, her eyes gleaming with a challenge that Tails is all too eager to accept. She smirks, leaning in to whisper in his ear, her breath tickling the sensitive skin there.
They break away from their embrace and take their seats at the podcast table, the cool wood a disparity to the heat of their bodies. Sticks, still red-faced from her own climax, quickly clears her throat, snapping back to the task at hand. She tries to ignore the sticky mess on her fingers, focusing instead on capturing their passionate reactions for the podcast.
"Well, darlin'?" Marine purrs, her eyes glinting with mischief. "Did ya like that, or should I give ya a bit more of a thrill?"
Tails laughs, the sound a bit breathless and shaky. "I... yeah, I liked it," he admits, his cheeks a rosy shade of red. "Let's... let's finish this podcast, and then you're coming over to my house." He says it with a confidence that surprises even himself, the words coming out like a promise of more to come.
Marine's blush deepens, but her eyes light up with excitement. She nods eagerly, her chest heaving with every breath. "Oh, I'll definitely be coming over," she murmurs, the innuendo thick in the air.
Sticks, her cheeks still flushed from her own climax, clears her throat and tries to regain some semblance of professionalism. She wipes her hand off on a nearby towel, her gaze flicking from the sticky evidence of their encounter to the blushing Tails. "So, Marine," she starts, "how does Tails compare to Sonic?"
Marine pretends to think for a second, a playful glint in her eyes. She runs her tongue over her lips, tasting the remnants of their shared pleasure. "Blimey," she says with a smug smile, "it's a close call! I reckon I'll have to give Tails a few more rounds before I make up me mind. After all, a good decision takes a bit of... thorough research."
Tails blushes furiously, his cheeks practically glowing as he sits there, trying to act cool while his heart is racing a mile a minute. The way Marine speaks about him, as if he's a delicious treat she's just discovered, sends shivers through his entire body. It's intoxicating, and he can't get enough.
Marine turns to the editing booth. "Oi, Sticks!" she calls out. "You always gettin' yer rocks off durin' these episodes, or am I just special?"
Sticks' cheeks darken further, and she stammers, trying to regain her composure. "It's... it's all part of the job," she says, her voice betraying her.
Marine laughs, the sound rich and throaty, sending a fresh wave of arousal through Tails. "Don't worry about it, love," she says comfortingly.
But Sticks isn't having it. "Okay, okay," she says, her voice firm. "No more fooling around! I want to read my questions!" She clears her throat, trying to ignore the wetness on her fingers and the throb between her legs. The podcast is still recording, after all, and they have a schedule to keep.
Tails chuckles. "Go for it, Sticks," he says, his voice a warm invitation to continue. The room is thick with the scent of sex, but the podcast must go on. Sticks takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she glances down at her notes.
"Sticks," she says, her voice a sweet caress. "What's your favorite food?"
Sticks thinks for a minute, her mind racing with the sudden change of topic. "That's a tough one," she admits, her eyes flicking from Tails to Marine. "I'm stuck between berries, and fish."
Marine laughs, the sound echoing in the small workshop. "A girl after me own heart," she says, her eyes sparkling. "I've got a soft spot for a good piece of meat, meself." She winks at Tails, who squirms slightly in his chair.
"You know what?" Sticks says, a sly smile playing on her lips as she locks eyes with Marine. "I think I'll go with berries. There's something about them that's just... so sweet and satisfying."
Tails, feeling the heat of the moment dissipating slightly, decides to play along with Sticks' attempt to bring the conversation back to a more PG-rated topic. He leans forward, his curiosity piqued. "Any kind of berries in particular?" he asks, his voice one of genuine interest.
"I'd have to say," Sticks began, her voice taking on a playful tone, "the ones that grow on bushes. Those always hit the spot." She winks at Marine, her own mischief shining through.
Marine starts laughing, and its a laugh that Tails has never heard from her before, and he can't help but find it incredibly sexy. Tails shakes his head slightly, trying to focus on the conversation. "The ones that grow on bushes," he repeats. "Gotcha. What's next?"
Sticks' eyes gleam with amusement as she reads the next question from her list. "Do you think Tails has a small penis?"
He can't believe what he just heard. "You've got to be kidding me," Tails says. The question is so unexpected, so blunt, that it's all he can manage to get out before bursting into laughter. It's the kind of laugh that starts in the pit of your stomach and works its way up, leaving you gasping for air and your eyes watering.
Sticks couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the question too, her voice bubbling with mirth. "Is that what that is between your legs?" she called out, her eyes glinting with a playful challenge. "It's kind of hard to see from here. Where's your magnifying glass?"
Marine's laughter grew louder, her whole body shaking with the force of it. She leaned back in her chair, her breasts jiggling delightfully with every chuckle. Tails felt his cheeks burn with embarrassment, but he couldn't help the smirk that tugged at his lips. "Har har," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Very funny, Sticks. Can we do my question now?"
Sticks, her own amusement shining through, shook her head. "Nope! I still have one more! This one says 'I know you're one of Tail's best friends, but I was curious if you are starting to-'"
Her face went a shade of crimson that was almost comical, if not for the sudden tension that had coiled around her like a snake. Panic flared in her eyes, and she stuttered over her words, trying to find a way to navigate this unexpected turn.
Marine and Tails exchanged a puzzled glance, their laughter dying down as they awaited the rest of the question. The atmosphere shifted, the playful banter of moments ago giving way to a sudden anticipation. "What is it, Sticks?" Tails asked, his voice a blend of curiosity and a hint of trepidation. "What does it say?"
Sticks looks at Tails, then looks back down at the question. Her cheeks are a brilliant shade of red, and her eyes dart away from his, unable to meet his gaze. "They're curious if I have romantic feelings for you," she says, her voice a bare whisper.
Tails laughs, the sound a little forced, trying to ease the tension that had suddenly thickened the air like a fog. "What?!" he says, his voice a bit too loud. "That's ridiculous! Of course you don't! That answer is obvious, isn't it? Why would they think that?"
But Sticks isn't smiling. She's staring at him with a look that's part embarrassment, part... something else. Something he can't quite put his finger on. She reads the rest of the question, "the person who wrote the question says that they couldn't really see too many girls being an editor for a show like this without at least having some sort of romantic feelings for the host."
Tails feels his own cheeks heat up slightly. "I mean, I guess from a logical standpoint that kind of makes sense," he says, his voice trailing off. "But for real? I mean come on."
Marine laughs, the sound rich and warm. "Easy there, Tails! Let the lady speak for herself, eh?" She turns to Sticks, her eyes sparkling with interest. "What do ya say, Sticks? You got a crush on me lil' ol' fox?"
Sticks fidgets in her chair, her grip tightening on her headphones. The silence stretches out like a tightrope between them, each second feeling like an eternity. Her cheeks burn brighter than a sunset in the sky. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out. The room seems to hold its breath, waiting for her response.
"Tails is right," she murmurs finally, her voice so soft it's almost lost in the background hum of the podcast equipment. "The answer is obvious."
Tails' voice broke the tension, a mischievous grin playing on his lips as he addressed Marine. "See? I know my friends. My question now, Sticks!" He leaned back in his chair, his eyes gleaming with excitement. The air was thick with a mix of desire and anticipation as they waited for Sticks to read the next question.
Marine studied Sticks for a moment, her gaze piercing through the awkward silence. Her glance shifts to Tails, then back to Sticks again, her eyebrow quirking in suspicion. Something in the way Sticks avoided their eyes told her there was more to the story, a hidden emotion lurking just beneath the surface. The room was a tapestry of unspoken truths, the air thick with the scent of both arousal and secrets.
Sticks swallowed hard, her heart pounding in her chest. She could feel their eyes on her, waiting for her response. It was now or never. With a deep breath, she nodded and spoke into the microphone, "Alright. Let's wrap this up with Tails' one question, which is actually a bunch of questions." Her voice was steady, but her hands trembled slightly as she held the paper.
"Do you consider Cream to have pretty feet?" Sticks' voice cut through the air like a knife, the question catching Tails off-guard. He blinked, his mind racing to formulate an answer that wouldn't make him sound like a complete pervert.
"What is the longest you have lasted during sex?" The second question followed swiftly, and he felt his face heat up even more. "Weren't you worried that you might have gotten someone pregnant?" Sticks' voice was a mix of teasing and curiosity, and Marine couldn't help but lean in, her own interest piqued.
Marine's gaze was sharp as she watched Tails squirm, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She knew how the fox felt about Cream. "Well, Tails?" she prompted, her voice dripping with innuendo.
"Woah, woah, woah," Tails stuttered, his face a picture of flustered embarrassment. "Okay, okay, um... let's take this one at a time." He tried to laugh it off, but his voice was tight, and he couldn't quite meet Marine's gaze. "Cream's got... you know, nice everything. So I guess, yeah, she has nice feet."
Marine's smirk grew wider. "Ah, a man of many tastes," she murmured, her eyes raking over Tails in a way that made his toes curl. "And the second part, darlin'?"
Tails cleared his throat, trying to compose himself. "Well, you know, it's all about the... the moment," he said, his voice trailing off as he searched for the right words. "I've never really kept track, but I can tell you that I've never had any complaints. So, I guess, I've lasted as long as was needed?"
Marine's smile was predatory, her eyes never leaving his. "The elusive 'as long as needed' answer," she said, leaning back in her chair. "But what about the last part?"
Tails just shrugs, looking cute and innocent. It's a look that's served him well in the past, especially when he's feeling a bit uncomfortable with a conversation. His cheeks are still flushed from their earlier encounter, but he tries to play it cool. "I dunno."
Marine laughs again, a rich sound that makes Tails' heart race. She's enjoying this way too much, he thinks. "Come on, Tails," she says, leaning closer to him. "You can tell me. I promise I won't tell anyone."
But Sticks cuts in before he can say anything. "I'm sure there's dozens of little Tails running around out there," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Marine’s laugh continues, a sound that's as warm and rich as honey, sending a fresh wave of heat through Tails' body. "Now, now, Sticks," she says. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Tails here is a responsible fox, aren't ya?"
Tails just shrugs again, looking cute and innocent. "I dunno."
Marine's eyes flash with something that's part challenge, part mischief. She leans closer to Tails, her voice a seductive whisper that sends shivers down his spine. "Just for the record, mate," she says, her accent thick with playfulness, "I'm hopin' ya knocked me up good and proper."
Tails' eyes go wide with shock, his cheeks burning hotter than ever. He stammers, trying to come up with a response, but the words just won't come out. It's like his brain has gone on vacation and left his mouth to fend for itself.
Sticks, feeling the heat of the moment, decides to throw a curveball into the mix. "Alright, Tails, final question," she says with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "If you had to start a family, which girl would you do it with first?"
Marine and Sticks both lean in, eager to hear his answer. Tails, caught off guard, blurts out, "First? Who said I'm having more than one?" His voice is a mix of surprise and confusion, the color draining from his cheeks. The question hangs in the air, heavy with implications, and the room goes silent.
Sticks giggles, breaking the tension. "Would you just answer the question, Tails?" she prods.
Tails sighs dramatically, playing along with the game. "Ugh, fine," he says, his voice a bit shaky. "If I had to pick someone to start my first family with, I'd go with..." He pauses for effect, his eyes darting between Marine and Sticks. "Amy," he says finally, his voice firm.
Marine's eyes widen in surprise, and Sticks bursts out laughing. "Amy?!" she exclaims, her voice squeaking. "Sonic's Amy? You want to steal his girl?"
Tails holds up his hands in a placating gesture, his cheeks aflame. "Whoa, whoa, I didn't say that!" he protests, his voice rising. "I just think she's the most practical choice! I can see her being great with kids, a caring wife, responsible, mature... it just makes sense to me, okay?"
Marine's smile turns knowing, a sparkle in her eye. She leans closer to her microphone, "but what about love, Tails? Isn't that what really matters when it comes to startin' a family?"
Tails swallows hard, his gaze flickering between the two females. "Well, yeah, love is important," he admits, his voice a bit too high for his own liking. "But, I'll do that for my second and third families," he says, trying to keep his voice steady. "For the first time around, I'm gonna need serious help. And for the record, I do love Amy, just not like that."
Sticks wasn't letting the conversation die down anytime soon. "You do realize that means you'll have to breed Amy, right?" she says, her voice a sultry purr.
Tails sputters, his cheeks a deeper shade of red than ever before. "B-breed Amy?" he stammers, his eyes wide with shock and a hint of horror. "What? No! That's not what- I didn't-"
Marine's laughter fills the room again, a sound that's infectious and warm. "Oh, Tails, you're so adorable when you're flustered," she says, reaching out to give his knee a gentle squeeze. "Don't worry, love. We're just messin' with ya."
Sticks giggles, the tension in her shoulders easing as she joins in the teasing. "Yeah, you should see your face!" she says, her voice filled with good-natured amusement.
Marine's eyes never leave Tails, though, and there's something in her gaze that suggests she's not entirely joking. She leans back in her chair, her legs crossed, “well, if you're ever looking to start that family," she says, "you know where to find me."
Tails stares at her, his mind racing. The way she says it, so casually, like it's the most natural thing in the world, makes his heart flutter in his chest. He tries to come up with a witty response, something that will make her laugh and lighten the mood, but all that comes out is a choked cough.
"Okay, I think that's enough for this episode," he finally says, his voice a little too high-pitched. He clears his throat, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "Time to reveal our guest for the next episode! Did anyone guess who it was?"
Sticks smirks, a glint in her eye. "Well, you need to tell me who it is first," she says, leaning back in her chair.
Tails, still trying to ignore the way his body is reacting to Marine's words, nods. He takes a deep breath, trying to steady his voice. "Our next guest," he says, "is going to be Zooey."
Sticks checks her laptop, her eyes scanning over the screen before she looks back at Tails with a puzzled expression. "Yeah, nobody said that," she murmurs, a hint of skepticism in her voice. "Who's Zooey?"
He takes a moment to gather himself, the image of Zooey's sweet smile popping into his mind. "Zooey is a cute yellow fox girl with a really fluffy tail," he explains, his voice a little too high. "She's kind of a newer friend."
Marine's eyes narrow slightly, the mischief in her gaze unmistakable. "A new friend, huh?" she purrs, her voice thick with innuendo. "So yer gonna bring her on here and bone her?"
Tails chokes on his own spit, coughing into his hand. "Don't say it like that!" he squeaks, his eyes watering. He quickly composes himself, clearing his throat. "I’m done. Let's wrap this up with the outro," he says, his voice a bit too bright.
He glances over at her with a small smile. "Thanks for being my guest today, Marine. It’s been a blast having you here."
Marine grins wide. "Anytime, love. Doing anything with you will always be a pleasure."
Tails just blinks at her with a blush, momentarily at a loss for words, before turning back to the mic.
"Thank you all for tuning into another round of the TailsTube Podcast,'" he says into the microphone, his voice smooth and professional despite the events of the episode. "Remember to hit that subscribe button and leave us a review. Post your comments for us and Zooey, and we'll be sure to answer them next time. Also, don’t forget to guess who will be our guest after her. See you soon with another exciting episode!"
The podcast ends and the room relaxes. Sticks leans back in her chair, her eyes never leaving Tails. She can see the way he's trying to play it cool, but she knows him better than anyone. She sees the desire, the curiosity, the hint of something more in his gaze as it lingers on Marine.
"Did ya mean it?" Marine asks, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Can I really come over?"
"Of course," Tails says, trying to sound casual, like he wasn't just caught off guard. "I'm guessing you're gonna wanna shower anyway." He tries to laugh it off, but there's an edge to his voice, a hint of something more than just friendship.
Marine stands up, her movements slow as she saunters over to him. She reaches out and runs a finger along his jawline, her touch electric. "You know," she says, her voice a sultry whisper, "yer very cute when yer nervous."
Tails' heart is racing, his body responding to her touch despite his efforts to play it cool. "I'm not nervous," he lies, his voice betraying him as it comes out a little too high.
Marine laughs, a sound that's music to Sticks' ears as she watches the two of them interact. She can feel the sexual tension between them, and it's intoxicating. "Sure, you aren't," she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She stands up and stretches, her body moving with a grace that makes Tails' head spin. "But I'd love to come over fer a shower, if ya don't mind."
Tails nods, his throat dry. "Yeah, sure," he croaks, trying to ignore the way her body looks as she moves around the room, a way that makes his imagination run wild. "Whenever you're ready."
Marine, still naked from their earlier romp, sashays over to Sticks and wraps her arms around her in a tight hug. Sticks gasps, her heart racing as the warm, soft flesh presses against her. She can feel Marine's breasts against her chest, the heat of her skin, and the faint scent of their lovemaking. She stiffens for a moment before slowly returning the embrace, her cheeks flushing a dark shade of red.
"It was a real pleasure meetin' ya, Sticks!" Marine exclaimed, her accent rolling over Sticks like a warm wave. She leaned in, her naked body pressing against Sticks' side, leaving no room for doubt about the nature of their recent escapade. "Had a bloody good time, I did," she added with a wink that was full of mischief and promise.
Sticks felt her cheeks heat up, and she couldn't help but return the smile, despite the awkwardness of the situation. "Thanks, Marine," she said, her voice a little shaky. "It was... an experience." She tried to keep her eyes on Marine's face, but they kept drifting down to her chest, where her breasts were still flushed from their earlier activity.
Marine's eyes twinkled as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Sticks' ear. "And good luck, mate," she whispered, sending a shiver down Sticks' spine. "You're gonna need it."
Sticks nodded, her eyes wide, unable to find the words to respond. As Marine and Tails left the workshop hand in hand, she couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions: shock, excitement, and a touch of envy. She watched them go, the way Tails' tails swished back and forth with each step, and the confident sway of Marine's hips. It was a sight that was burned into her memory, a moment of passion and connection she hadn't been a part of.
Notes:
Author's note: As a heads up, I wouldn't expect Sticks to answer anymore questions about her "romantic feelings" for a couple of episodes.
Also, Marine is very difficult to write.
Chapter 6: Episode 6 - Zooey
Summary:
I have to say, this episode with Zooey was something else! From the moment she walked into the workshop, I knew it was going to be a special episode. Starting off with some lighthearted banter, and I could feel the chemistry between us. As we settled into the podcast, things took an unexpected turn when Zooey revealed a secret which caught me off guard. I was touched by her trust and honesty, and it made me realize just how special this was for her. Towards the end of the podcast, things took a more personal turn. So, if you're into heartfelt confessions, a dash of innocence, and a whole lot of chemistry, this episode is a must-watch!
Chapter Text
As Zooey arrived, her fur a brilliant yellow and her tail fluffier than ever, Tails couldn't help but smile. She looked so innocent, so sweet, a contrast to the vixens he had been interviewing lately.
"Hey, Zooey," he called out, waving enthusiastically. She giggled, a sound that was like a melody to his ears, and trotted over to him. The moment she was close enough, he pulled her into a friendly hug, his heart racing. He felt her blush through her fur, and he knew she felt the same way. It was an innocent gesture, but it was filled with a warmth that went beyond mere friendship.
Her fur was so soft against him. He held her tight for a moment, longer than he probably should have, before releasing her. They both stepped back, their cheeks a matching shade of pink. "Ready to get started?" he asked, his voice a little too eager.
Zooey nodded, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "I've never done anything like this before," she said, her voice a little shaky. "But even though I'm nervous, I'm looking forward to it."
Tails gave her a reassuring smile, his heart swelling with affection. "Don't worry, it'll be great," he said, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. "But if you get uncomfortable at any point, just let me know and we can stop."
They settled into their places around the podcast table, Sticks behind her laptop in the booth, and Zooey and Tails with their mics. Sticks' eyes kept flicking between them, a knowing smile playing on her lips. The room was filled with an electric anticipation that seemed to crackle in the air. She had been unusually quiet during the preparations, her mind preoccupied with the events of the last recording.
As they sat down, Tails couldn't help but notice how pretty Zooey looked today, and everyday for that matter. Her fur was brushed to a shine, and she smelled faintly of vanilla and sunshine. She was so pure, so innocent, and yet, there was something about her that made him want to protect her, to be close to her. It was a feeling that was both new and familiar, a feeling that he hadn't felt in a long time.
He looked over at Sticks, who was busy setting up her equipment, her eyes focused on the screen. She had been acting strange all week, and he couldn't shake the feeling that she was hiding something from him. But now wasn't the time to think about that. Now was the time to focus on Zooey.
"Alright, Zooey," Tails said, his voice a mix of excitement and nerves. "Ready to start?"
Zooey's nod was a little too eager, making her look like an adorable, oversized stuffed animal. She clutched the edges of her seat, her eyes wide with excitement. "Yes, I am," she squeaked, her voice high-pitched and full of enthusiasm.
Tails glanced over at Sticks, who had noticed his signal. She cleared her throat and began the countdown. "In three, two, one..." The podcast was live.
"Welcome, welcome, welcome!" Tails' voice boomed through the microphone, full of energy and excitement. "You're tuned into the TailsTube Podcast, where we talk about love, sex, and... well, everything in between! I'm your host, the ever-so-charming Miles 'Tails' Prower, and today we have a very special guest!"
Zooey took a deep breath, her heart racing in her chest. She had been looking forward to this moment for weeks, ever since Tails had asked her to join the podcast. She had been a fan since the beginning, and now she was actually sitting here, in his workshop, with Sticks watching from the sidelines. She leaned into her microphone, her voice shaky but earnest. "Hi everyone, I'm Zooey," she said softly. "Thank you, Tails, for inviting me to be a part of this!"
Tails grinned at her, his eyes filled with warmth. "Zooey, it's a pleasure to have you here," he said. "We're going to start off with some easy questions, just to get to know you better." He glanced down at his notes, trying to ignore the way his stomach was doing somersaults. "Tell us about your first crush. What was that like?"
Zooey's cheeks turned a darker shade, and she ducked her head shyly. "Well," she began, her voice barely above a whisper, "my first crush is actually still my crush. Although nothing has happened between us yet," she added, her eyes darting up to meet Tails' gaze for a brief moment before looking away again. "I have a feeling that's going to change very soon."
Tails felt his heart skip a beat. He tried to keep his cool, his voice steady. "Really?" he asked, his tone teasing. "Who could this mysterious crush be?"
Zooey giggled. "Maybe I'll reveal that to you at the end of the episode," she said, her voice a seductive whisper that seemed to hang in the air. The room was thick with anticipation, and Tails felt his palms start to sweat.
"Alright, Zooey," Tails said, his voice a little too casual. "How about we talk about your first time then?" He could see the blush spread across her cheeks, but she nodded eagerly. "Could you tell us who it was with, and how it went?"
Zooey took a deep breath, her eyes flicking to Sticks, who was now watching them intently, before returning to Tails. "Well, the thing is," she began, her voice quivering slightly, "I haven't had my first time yet."
Tails adopted a look of confusion, his mind racing. "What do you mean you haven't had your first time?" he asked, his voice a little too loud for the microphone. He leaned back in his chair, trying to process what she had just said. Zooey's shyness was endearing, but the revelation caught him off guard.
Her cheeks burned brighter as she spoke. "I mean I'm still a... a virgin," she whispered, her eyes flicking down to the floor. Sticks' fingers paused over her laptop keys, her gaze shifting between the two.
Tails stared at her in silence for a few moments, his mind racing. He hadn't expected that. He looked over at Sticks, who had her eyebrows raised in surprise. He gave her a quick nod, and she hit the pause button on the recording.
"Zooey," he began, his voice gentle, "when I asked if you wanted to do this, you told me you had done it before." He leaned forward, his eyes searching hers, looking for any sign of deceit or misunderstanding.
Zooey's eyes grew sad, and she looked away, fidgeting with her hands. "I'm sorry for lying," she whispered. "Truthfully, I still don't have a problem with it. I trust you."
Tails' mind raced. He didn't want to push her into anything she wasn't ready for, but he also didn't want to lead her on. He leaned in, his voice soft and reassuring. "I don't know, Zooey. What about your crush? Wouldn't you want to save yourself for them?"
Zooey looked up at him. "Believe me, Tails," she said, her voice barely above a whisper, "this way works out best." Her cheeks were vibrant as she spoke, but there was a confidence in her tone that caught him off guard.
Tails nodded, his heart racing. He didn't know what was going on, but he could feel the tension in the air thicken. He glanced over at Sticks, who had her eyebrows raised, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She shrugged, as if to say 'it's your show, buddy'. He took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair, trying to regain his composure. "Alright, Zooey," he said, his voice calm and even. "It's your choice. You can still stop at any point."
Zooey nodded, her eyes never leaving Tails'. Sticks counted them back in, her voice steady. "And we're back," she announced, her eyes never leaving the screen.
"So, Zooey," he began again, his voice smooth like silk, "you're a virgin, huh? That's quite the revelation. How about your first kiss?"
She just shook her head, and Tails mumbled to himself, "There go all the fan questions." The room was filled with a palpable awkwardness that Tails had never quite felt before during their podcasts. He knew they had to keep the conversation light, but it was hard not to let the elephant in the room take over. "Well, Zooey," he said, clearing his throat, "what can you share with us?"
Zooey's eyes lit up with excitement, and she leaned into the microphone. "Actually," she began, her voice a little shaky, "I thought it might be interesting to have a guest who lacks the experience that you normally hear about. Getting a different perspective, you know?" She giggled, her cheeks still flushed with embarrassment.
Tails nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "That's a good point, I guess," he said slowly. "But, you know, we can still talk about other things. Like, maybe your turn-ons, or what you've been curious about trying."
Sticks leaned in, her curiosity piqued. "Or how about masturbation?" she said, her voice a little louder than she had intended. "Surely you do that, right?"
Zooey looked surprised for a moment, then her cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of yellow. "Well, um," she stuttered, "of course I do! I often will, um, rub myself to relieve stress." Her eyes flicked to Sticks, who was trying to stifle a snicker. Tails felt a strange mix of emotions, torn between his role as a podcast host and his personal feelings for Zooey.
"So, you have experienced a climax before, then?" he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and concern. Zooey nodded shyly, and Sticks' smile grew wider. "As for turn-ons, I've always been curious about... well, I don't know, I guess I just like the idea of being... explored," she said, her voice trailing off.
"Explored?" Tails echoed, leaning forward. "Care to elaborate?"
Zooey took a deep breath, her eyes flickering with excitement and nerves. "Well, I've always had this fantasy of someone really taking their time with me. Finding all the spots that make me feel good, even the ones I don't know about yet."
Tails felt his heart race at the thought, his mind racing with the implications of her words. "That sounds like a pretty intimate experience," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "Do you have any particular preferences when it comes to that?"
Zooey's eyes darted to Sticks, who was watching them both with a knowing smile, before returning to Tails. "I've always liked the idea of someone gentle but firm," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Someone who knows what they're doing, but isn't too... rough."
Tails nodded, his mind racing with images of him and Zooey, her soft fur against his skin, her gentle whimpers as he explored every inch of her body. He swallowed hard, trying to keep his thoughts in check. "That sounds amazing, Zooey," he said, his voice a little too rough. "I'm sure you'll find someone who can do that for you."
"Maybe it's you," Sticks said, her voice teasing. Tails shot her a glare, but she just winked. Zooey's cheeks grew so red that they practically glowed in the dim light of the workshop. "I-I don't know," she stuttered, her eyes darting between her two friends. Tails’ heart was racing as he thought about what he'd be willing to do to make her feel good, to show her the kind of pleasure she deserved.
"Alright, let's move on," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "How about some viewer questions? We've got a lot to get through, so many we might not even answer them all." He glanced at Sticks, who nodded and pulled up the first question on her screen.
"This one's for Zooey," she began, her voice filled with a mischievous lilt. "How did you and Tails first meet, and what are some of your favorite things to do?"
Zooey giggled, her eyes lighting up with the fond memory. "We met when we were both grocery shopping," she said, her cheeks flushing a delightful shade of pink. "It was so cliché, really. We both reached for the last watermelon, and we ended up playing this little game of 'you take it, no, you take it'. It was like something out of a rom-com," she added with a laugh.
Tails chuckled, the memory bringing a warmth to his chest. "It was pretty funny," he agreed. "I didn't know you liked watermelons so much, Zooey."
Zooey's cheeks grew even pinker, and she ducked her head. "Well, I didn't know I'd end up with such a charming shopping partner," she said, her voice sweet and filled with mischief. "But in the end, I let him be chivalrous, and I couldn't resist inviting him over for tea to say thank you."
Tails couldn't help but smile at the memory, his heart swelling with affection. "That's right," he said. "I may not have gotten the watermelon, but I did get a sweet and amazing friend." His eyes met Zooey's, and he could see the same warmth reflected in her gaze.
Sticks couldn't help but feel the heat rising in the room, the air thick with unspoken tension. She watched as Tails and Zooey shared a knowing look, their friendship clearly blossoming into something more. They talked about their first meeting, and she found herself smiling at the sweetness of their story. It was like watching a romance unfold in real time, and she felt like the third wheel on a first date.
Zooey continued, listing her hobbies in a soft, sweet voice that made Tails' heart flutter. "Things I like to do include cooking and baking," she said, her eyes lighting up as she spoke of her love for whipping up sweet treats and savory delights. "I like watching movies, especially romantic comedies," she added while looking directly at Tails, making Sticks bite her tongue to keep from saying something snarky. "Going on walks, reading outside..."
"Being pretty," Tails cut in with a teasing grin, making Zooey giggle and swat at his arm. "But seriously, she's an amazing artist too. Her drawings are breathtaking."
"Thanks, Tails," Zooey said, her cheeks a beautiful shade of peach. "But let's not forget about you. You're a fantastic inventor and a caring friend."
"Aww, shucks," Tails said, his eyes sparkling.
Sticks rolled her eyes but couldn't help the smile tugging at her lips. "Okay, okay," she said, waving her hand in a 'move it along' gesture. "You two can make out later. Tails, what's one sexual fantasy that you've always wanted to do but never got the opportunity?"
Tails' ears perked up at the question. "Well," he said, his voice low and a little raspy, "there's this thing that I like to call the marathon. I think it would be really hot to finish in each hole in one session with the same person. Maybe one day."
Zooey's eyes widened in shock, and she looked away, her cheeks burning. "I think you'll have to find someone else to try that with," she murmured.
Tails felt his face grow hot, realizing the implication of his words. Just for a second, he had forgotten that Zooey was sitting right across from him. "No no!" he stuttered, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I wasn't implying that you and I try it! I was just..."
But Sticks had already moved on, a devilish grin on her face. "Shut up, Tails," she said, turning to Zooey. "Zooey, are there any secret kinks you have that no one would expect from you?"
Zooey looked surprised, then thoughtful. "Well," she began, "I don't know if it's a kink, but I've always been a little... curious about playing with tails." She looked at Tails with a shy smile.
"Tails?" Sticks leaned in, her voice filled with excitement. "You up for a demonstration?"
Tails felt his cheeks burn, and his heart raced. "R-right now?" he stuttered, his voice higher than usual. Zooey's eyes widened with shock, but the mischievous twinkle in her gaze didn't waver.
"No, in a minute, genius," Sticks said with a playful smirk, her eyes dancing. "Between Marine and Sally, who do you think is the most daring?" She leaned back in her chair, folding her arms and watching Tails' reaction closely. "And have you ever thought about Sonic stealing one of your girls?"
Tails' tails swished nervously behind him. "I would have to say Marine is more daring," he admitted, his voice filled with a mix of admiration and wariness. "I trust her with my life when we're out at sea, but sometimes she surprises me with the risks she takes.”
"And Sally?" Sticks prompted, her curiosity peaking.
Tails leaned back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "Bold is the word I would use for her," he said simply, his eyes twinkling with mirth. "She's always been the type to go after what she wants, no matter the cost. But she's also got this fiery passion that makes her incredibly alluring."
Sticks nodded, her own thoughts racing. "So, you're saying Marine is the wild one, and Sally's got that fire inside her?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with the excitement of a journalist chasing a juicy story.
"Yeah, something like that," Tails replied, his voice a mix of amusement and respect. "Marine's got this fearless streak that's just a part of her. And Sally, well, she's got her own way of making an impact." He paused, his gaze drifting to the floor as he remembered the passionate moments they had shared. "They're both amazing in their own ways."
The room fell silent for a beat, the tension palpable as Zooey and Sticks absorbed his words. “So, what do you think about the whole Sonic-stealing-your-girls situation?" Sticks prodded, her voice a little too casual.
Tails snorted, a smirk playing on his lips. "I mean, let's face it," he said, his tails swishing back and forth. "If Sonic's reputation holds true, he's slept with almost everyone anyway. I'm surprised he hasn't hit on Zooey yet."
Zooey's eyes went wide, and she looked over at Sticks with a gasp. "Is that true?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. Sticks just shrugged, her smile unwavering. "Well, you know how he is," she said, her voice filled with playful accusation.
"I actually haven't met Sonic yet," Zooey said, her voice a mix of innocence and intrigue. "But he sounds like quite the ladies man." She leaned back in her chair, her hands clutching the armrests tightly. "I've heard a few things, of course, but I can't imagine what it's like to be with someone so... experienced."
"I don't know how Amy can put up with him," Sticks said with a dramatic sigh, breaking the tension with her usual flair for the dramatic. "But anyway… Tails, what do you think about having a harem? Between Cosmo, Marine, Zooey, and Cream, who do you think is the cutest? And if you ever had a boy crush, who would you go for?"
"A harem?" Tails laughed, his cheeks burning slightly. "Sign me up!"
"No, no, no!" Sticks said, her voice firm and her tail swishing back and forth in a 'not on my watch' kind of way. "You're not allowed to have a harem! That's just greedy."
Zooey giggled at Tails' playful pout, her cheeks flushing. It was infectious, and even Tails couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the situation.
"Fine," Tails conceded, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Each of those girls is cute in their own way, but if I had to pick, I'd say Zooey." His gaze drifted over to her, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her body at his words. "Mostly because she's sitting right in front of me, and it's kind of hard to think of anything else at the moment," he added, his voice teasing.
Zooey felt her cheeks burn, but she couldn't help but laugh. "Aw, thanks Tails," she said, her voice light and airy.
Sticks rolled her eyes. "Oh, please," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Tails laughed, his voice light and airy. "Boy crush?" He mused, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, if I had to pick, I'd say Kit is kinda cute, you know, in a Kit sort of way. But Silver has that unique vibe that I can't help but find intriguing."
Zooey's eyes widened in surprise, and she leaned in closer. "Really?" she asked, her voice a mix of curiosity and surprise. "You find guys attractive?"
Tails felt his face grow hot, realizing the slip of his tongue. "I mean, not in that way," he stuttered, his cheeks burning. "Just... you know, in a friendly, admiring way." He looked at Zooey, hoping she hadn't taken his words too seriously.
But Sticks wasn't about to let the moment go. "Oh, come on Tails," she said, her voice dripping with teasing. "You can't just throw out there that you think Kit is cute and expect us not to think anything of it." She wagged a finger at him. "I think we've got ourselves a little bisexual fox here."
Tails' cheeks burned even brighter, and he couldn't help but laugh nervously. "Sticks, you're reading too much into it," he protested, his voice a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "It's just a little harmless fun, right?"
Sticks grinned. "Sure buddy!" she said, clapping her hands together. "Time for a question for me! Have you ever considered that you and Marine could be great friends? Do you think that when Sonic comes to the podcast, he'd humiliate Tails' masculinity? I don't think Sonic will have to. Based on how Tails acts every time his name is mentioned, he's probably going to faint before the intro."
Tails rolled his eyes, his cheeks still red. "You're just trying to stir up trouble," he accused her, his voice a mix of playfulness and irritation. "But, for the record, I'm pretty secure in my manhood."
Sticks just smirked. "I'm sure you are," she said, her eyes twinkling. "I do think Marine and I could be really good friends, though," she added, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "She seems like my type of girl: adventurous, free, wild, confident... I can appreciate that in a person."
Tails raised an eyebrow, his voice teasing. "Sounds more like you have a crush on her," he said, his words hanging in the air like a challenge.
"You have a crush on her," Sticks shot back at Tails, her eyes glinting with amusement. Tails stuck his tongue out at her, a playful gesture that didn't quite hide the hint of truth in his voice.
The room grew quieter as Sticks turned her attention to Zooey. "Question for Zooey," she began, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "I heard you and Tails were in a relationship but apparently broke up. Why did that happen? Would you consider cheating on Tails with Sonic?"
Zooey's eyes widened, and she looked at Tails with a mix of shock and horror. "What? No, that's not true!" she exclaimed, her voice shaking slightly. "Tails and I have never been in a relationship, we're just good friends." She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. "And I would never cheat on anyone. If I was in a relationship, I would be completely devoted to that person."
Tails felt his heart swell with affection at her fierce defense. "That’s sweet, Zooey," he said, his voice filled with warmth. "We're just friends, but good ones," he added, giving her hand a gentle squeeze. She returned the gesture, her grip firm and reassuring.
As he looked at her, Tails couldn't help but feel his heart flutter in his chest. Zooey's eyes sparkled with innocence and curiosity. Her voice was like a gentle melody that soothed his soul, and her touch sent electrifying jolts of pleasure up his spine. He found himself lost in her beauty, the way her fur ruffled when she was nervous, and the sweet scent that lingered around her. He felt his cheeks burn with desire, and he had to remind himself that they were in the middle of a podcast.
"This one's for both of you," Sticks said, her eyes darting back and forth between Tails and Zooey with a sly smile. "Have you guys ever met any of the other Tails variants? And, if you had the chance, would you consider dating any of them?"
Zooey looked at Tails with genuine confusion. "Other Tails?" she asked, her voice filled with curiosity. "I've never met any other Tails. I didn't even know they existed! What are they like?"
Tails' cheeks grew warm as he thought of his other selves. "They look like me, but they're all pretty different," he began, his voice filled with a gentle fondness. "I've met Nine, Sails, and Mangey, and they're all cool in their own way."
"But Tailsko," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper, "I love Tailsko." His eyes lit up with a soft warmth that made Zooey's heart melt. "She's so nice. She's just... she's incredible."
Sticks couldn't help but snort with laughter, the tension in the room snapping like a rubber band. "Oh great," she said, “now he's in love with himself. Can't you keep your fox cock in check for five minutes?"
Tails blushed furiously, his tails swishing back and forth. "You don't see me waving it around right now, do you?" he quipped, his voice filled with a teasing tone. The room was thick with anticipation, the words hanging in the air like a double entendre waiting to be unraveled. "Unless that's what you want?" He added, his eyes glinting mischievously as he turned to look at Sticks, who was barely containing her laughter.
"In your dreams, lover boy!" Sticks shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Zooey couldn't help but laugh at the exchange, the sound of her giggle filling the workshop with a sweet, melodic ring. "You two are something else," she said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "But also hilariously cute."
Sticks and Tails both blushed, then looked down, their eyes avoiding each other's gaze. The room was filled with a sudden awkwardness, the kind that follows a moment of unintended intimacy.
"The last question is for Tails," Sticks announced. "Have you by any chance encountered a female fox that resembles you, also having twin-tails?"
Tails' eyes lit up, and a soft smile played on his lips. "Tailsko?" he said excitedly, his voice filled with a warm fondness. "That sounds like Tailsko. I love her." The room was silent for a moment, the only sound the faint hum of the recording equipment and the beating of their hearts.
Then, without warning, Sticks stood up abruptly, the chair scraping against the floor. She threw her papers into the air, letting them flutter down around her like confetti. "Alright, that's enough of that," she said, her voice full of playful irritation. "I'm going to take a break."
Tails' eyes widened in shock, and he shot out of his chair. "Wait, Sticks!" he called out. "You can't leave! What about the next part?" His voice was filled with genuine concern. The podcast was their baby, their little slice of the internet where they could be themselves and share their stories with others.
"You don't need my help with that," Sticks said as she began to gather her things, her voice a mix of playfulness and something else that Tails couldn't quite pinpoint. "Besides, I think Zooey would appreciate some privacy." With a wink, she shut the door behind her, leaving Tails and Zooey alone in the workshop.
Tails looked at Zooey, his heart racing. The room felt smaller, the air thicker with the weight of unspoken desires. "I guess she has a point," he murmured, his voice low and a little shaky. "Do you think I upset her?"
Zooey's eyes searched his, her own heart beating fast. "I don't know," she said, her voice just as soft. "Something is definitely up with Sticks today. But maybe it's just the podcast getting to her."
Tails nodded, his ears lying flat against his head. "Maybe," he murmured, his tails swishing nervously. He took a deep breath and decided to change the topic. "So, Zooey, now is that time," he said, his voice a mix of excitement and trepidation. "You sure you want to go through with this?"
Zooey's cheeks turned a lovely shade of pink, and she took a moment to compose herself. "As long as it's with you, Tails," she whispered, her eyes meeting his. "I'm okay with anything."
Tails felt a warmth spread through his body, a feeling that had nothing to do with the room's temperature. "Okay then," he murmured, his voice so low it was almost a whisper. "We'll do this slow and gentle." His tails swished back and forth, the very picture of anticipation.
They both stood up, the couch seeming to call them from across the room like a siren's song. Zooey's legs felt a little wobbly, but she managed to make her way over to the plush seating with Tails' gentle guidance. He sat down first, patting the spot next to him with a grin that was both comforting and exciting. She sat down, her legs tucked under her, her heart racing like a cheetah on a mission.
Tails' eyes searched hers, looking for any signs of doubt or hesitation. All he saw was the same excitement mirrored in her gaze. He leaned in slowly, giving her every chance to pull away if she changed her mind. But she didn't. If anything, she leaned in closer, her eyes closing in sweet surrender.
Their lips met with the softness of a feather's touch, and the world around them melted away. Zooey's breath was sweet, a hint of mint from the tea she'd had earlier. Tails' heart raced as he felt her warmth, the gentle pressure of her lips on his. His eyes closed too, and he lost himself in the moment, his mind a whirlwind of emotions.
For Zooey, the world seemed to tilt off its axis the moment their lips touched. Her heart leapt into her throat, pounding so loudly she was certain Tails could hear it. She had imagined this moment countless times in quiet daydreams, but nothing compared to the real thing. The warmth of him, the trembling vulnerability in his touch, the way her chest fluttered as though she might float away. A rush of nervous excitement coursed through her, mingling with a dizzying sweetness that left her both shy and desperate for more. It was clumsy and tender all at once, a memory she knew would be burned into her forever.
They pulled away and looked at each other, their breathing shallow and eyes wide with excitement. The room was quiet except for the faint buzz of the podcast equipment, which now felt like an intrusion in their intimate bubble. Tails reached out, his hand trembling slightly as he brushed a strand of hair away from Zooey's face. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of wonder and longing.
Without a word, he leaned back in, their lips meeting again with more urgency than before. Zooey's hand found its way to his shoulder, her nails digging in slightly as she pulled herself closer. The kiss grew deeper, their tongues dancing together in a silent promise of what was to come. Tails' hands slid around her waist, pulling her onto his lap as they explored each other's mouths with an insatiable hunger.
Tails could tell right away that Zooey wasn’t an experienced kisser. Her movements were hesitant at first, her lips unsure of their rhythm against his. But instead of pulling him out of the moment, it only made his chest ache with affection. There was something endearing about her nervousness, something so genuine that it made the kisses even sweeter. He let himself slow down just a little, guiding her gently, savoring the innocence and honesty in every clumsy brush of her lips. To him, it wasn’t about perfection, it was about her, about them, about the feeling that they were discovering this together.
Zooey felt her body come alive in ways she never had before. The heat between her legs grew stronger, and she could feel her panties growing damp. She'd never felt so desired, so wanted, so... alive. Her hands began to roam, exploring the soft fur on his chest and the firm muscles beneath. Tails groaned softly, his tails wrapping around her and pulling her in even closer.
With a gentle tug, Tails began to strip Zooey, his hands deftly unbuttoning her dress and sliding it off her shoulders. The cool air of the workshop kissed her skin, sending goosebumps racing down her spine. She didn't protest, instead leaning into him as if she was made of molten honey, ready to be molded by his touch. His kisses grew more demanding as his fingers moved to the clasp of her bra, fumbling with it for a moment before it gave way with a satisfying snap. Her breasts spilled out, and he took a moment to just look at her, his eyes wide with awe.
Her fur was a soft yellow, like the sun kissing fresh snow, and her nipples were a dark pink, standing out like sweet berries ripe for the picking. He took one in his mouth, and she gasped, her hands clutching his head. His tongue swirled around the sensitive nub, teasing it into a hard peak. Zooey's breathing grew ragged, her body arching into him.
As Tails worked his magic, his hands explored the rest of her body. They slid over the smoothness of her stomach, down to the waistband of her skirt. His claws deftly unbuttoned and unzipped, revealing the matching panties she wore underneath. They were cute and innocent, just like her. He could feel the heat radiating from her core, and he knew she was as aroused as he was.
Zooey's eyes remained closed, lost in the sensation of his lips and tongue on her skin. She felt his hands gently tug at her skirt, and she lifted her hips to allow it to slide down her legs. The fabric pooled around her ankles, leaving her in just her underwear. She was bare to him now, and she felt vulnerable, but she didn't want to stop.
Tails paused for a moment, his eyes drinking in the sight of her. She was before him like a treasure to be cherished. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the raging storm in his chest. He knew this was a moment they would both remember forever, and he wanted to make sure it was perfect. He laid her back down on the couch, his tails swishing with excitement.
Her chest heaved with each shallow breath she took, her breasts rising and falling with a mesmerizing rhythm. He couldn't help but stare, his mouth watering at the sight of her. They were perfect, round and firm, with nipples that begged for his attention. He leaned in, his nose nuzzling against the soft fur of her neck, inhaling her scent. It was like nothing he had ever smelled before, a mix of vanilla and something uniquely Zooey.
He kissed her, his lips brushing against hers with a gentle pressure that made her gasp. His tails slithered around, wrapping around her legs like a warm blanket. The fur was soft and tickling, sending shivers of pleasure through her. He kissed her deeper, his tongue seeking entrance to her mouth, and she granted it eagerly. Their tongues danced together, a silent promise of the passion that was to come.
Zooey felt her own tail come to life, wrapping around his waist of its own accord. It tightened around him, pulling him closer, as if it had a mind of its own. Tails' eyes widened for a brief moment, surprised by the sensation, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned into it, his own tails wrapping tighter in response. The feeling was electric, a connection that went beyond just physical attraction. It was like their very beings were intertwining, a bond forming that was unbreakable.
Tails' hands continued to explore her body, sliding down her thighs and finally reaching the damp fabric of her panties. He traced the edge of the fabric, his claws lightly grazing the sensitive skin beneath. Zooey's breath hitched in her throat, and she couldn't help but moan softly. The sound was like a siren's call, and Tails' own body responded. He was hard and ready, his cock begging for action.
"I'm going to remove your underwear now," Tails murmured, his voice low and filled with desire. He was met with a nod from Zooey, her eyes still closed as she lay back, trusting him completely. He took his time, hooking his fingers into the waistband and slowly pulling them down her legs. The fabric was soaked with her arousal, leaving a trail of wetness behind it. When he reached her ankles, he took her feet in his hands, placing tender kisses along the arches, making her squirm with delight.
As he set her feet back down, Zooey felt the cool air of the room kiss her exposed sex. She was fully exposed to him now, her pussy glistening with want. Tails took in the sight, his heart hammering in his chest. He had never seen anything so beautiful. He leaned in, his nose brushing against her folds, inhaling deeply. She smelled like a summer's day, fresh and sweet, with a hint of musk that was all her own.
Tails pulled back slightly, his hands still resting gently at her waist. His expression softened, his voice quiet but steady. “Zooey… before we go any further, I need to be honest. I want this as much as you do, but I think we should be careful. I was planning to use protection, just to make sure we’re both safe.”
For a moment, Zooey blinked at him, caught off guard by his thoughtfulness. Then a small smile tugged at her lips, and she nodded. “That’s… that’s a good idea,” she said softly, her cheeks warming. “I’m glad you thought of it. I wouldn’t want either of us to take chances.”
Relief passed over Tails’ face, and he gave her a grateful smile. “I just want to take care of you,” he murmured, brushing a thumb across her hand. Zooey’s heart fluttered, her earlier nervousness melting into a quiet sense of trust.
With trembling hands, he reached for a box of condoms on the small table beside the couch. He pulled one out and tore the foil wrapper open with his teeth and rolled the latex sheath over his cock with a practiced ease. The sight of him doing so made Zooey's cheeks flush even deeper, but she didn't look away. She watched, fascinated by the intimate act, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement.
Once Tails was covered, he looked up at her, his eyes filled with a hunger that made her quiver. He positioned himself between her legs, his cock nudging at her entrance. Zooey's eyes went wide, and she gasped as she felt the tip of him press against her, sending a bolt of pleasure straight to her core. She could feel the wetness pooling around her, her body begging for more.
As Tails began to press into Zooey, her pussy was unlike any he'd ever felt, tight and unyielding. He paused, his eyes widening as he realized the implications of the resistance he felt. She looked up at him, a question in her eyes, and he whispered, "you’re not, uh… open. I thought you said you've masturbated before?"
Zooey blushed furiously, her eyes dropping to the floor. "I have," she murmured, her voice barely a whisper. "But I've never put anything... in there before."
Tails felt a pang of regret, his cock still pressing against her untouched entrance. "I don't think this is a good idea, Zooey," he said, his voice filled with sincerity. "This kind of thing should only be done with someone you love, not me." His heart ached as he pulled back, his tails loosening from around her legs.
But Zooey had other plans. She grabbed his face with both hands and pulled him down into a kiss so fierce it stole his breath away. Her tongue danced with his, demanding his attention, her passion unyielding. Tails couldn't resist her, couldn't ignore the fire that burned in her eyes. He felt himself falling, tumbling headfirst into a love he hadn't realized was there.
When they finally broke apart, Zooey whispered, "You dummy. You're my crush. I love you." The words hung in the air, a declaration that made his heart race. He searched her eyes, looking for any hint of doubt, but all he saw was raw, unfiltered love.
Tails was absolutely stunned, his mind reeling. He had always known there was something special about Zooey, but to hear her say those words, to feel the depth of her love, it was overwhelming. His eyes filled with tears as he realized that this wasn't just about the podcast anymore. It was about them, about the connection they shared. He felt the weight of his decision, knowing that this moment would change everything.
With a trembling smile, Tails leaned back in and kissed her, his heart racing. He felt her love, her trust, and her desire, all wrapped up in the softness of her lips. He whispered against her mouth, "Alright, I'll do this for you," his voice thick with emotion. It was a promise, a declaration that he would cherish this moment and make it one she would never forget.
He positioned himself once again, the tip of his cock pressing gently against her maidenhood. Zooey's eyes were squeezed shut, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. He could feel the tension in her body, the anticipation of what was to come. With a gentle push, Tails broke through her hymen, the sound of her sharp intake of breath piercing the quiet of the workshop. He stilled, his cock half-sheathed, giving her a moment to adjust.
Her face was a canvas of pain and pleasure, a symphony of emotions that played out in vivid detail. Tails could see the tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, feel the warm wetness as they trickled down her cheeks. He kissed them away, his own heart aching with the knowledge that he was the one causing her pain. But he knew it was necessary, that this was the only way to truly show her the depth of his feelings.
He pushed in further, the resistance giving way to the inexorable force of his love. He could feel the warmth of her blood mingling with her arousal, a crimson ribbon that painted his cock. The graphic though was both terrifying and exhilarating, a visceral reminder of the intimacy of the act they were sharing. Zooey's whimpers grew louder, her body tensing around him as he breached the final barrier.
When he was fully seated inside her, Tails took a moment to savor the feeling. He had never been with someone so tight, so pure. He could feel every inch of her, the way she clenched around him, the way her walls quivered with every heartbeat. He kissed her again, whispering sweet nothings into her ear, trying to soothe the ache that he knew she felt.
Slowly, so very slowly, he began to move. At first, it was just a gentle rocking, the kind of movement that could be mistaken for a shared sigh. But as Zooey's whimpers began to turn into moans, as her body started to adjust to the new sensation, he picked up the pace. His thrusts grew deeper, stronger, each one sending a shockwave of pleasure through both of them.
Her nails dug into his fur, her tail wrapped around his, holding him close. They moved together, a dance of passion and love that neither of them had ever experienced before. Tails felt every inch of her, the way she quivered, the way she moaned his name. It was like they were two souls becoming one, their hearts beating in perfect harmony.
Their tails, now bound by a crimson ribbon of desire, swished in unison with their movements. It was as if they were connected on a deeper level, each twitch and shiver of pleasure echoing through their bond. Zooey's eyes remained tightly shut, lost in the sensation, her tail wrapping around his as if to anchor herself in the storm of ecstasy that was building inside her.
Tails leaned in closer, whispering sweet words of love and encouragement, his breath hot against her neck. His tails caressed her body, tracing patterns along her skin that made her shiver. He kissed her collarbone, his tongue flicking out to taste the salty sweetness of her sweat. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, the peaks standing tall and proud, begging for his attention. He took one in his mouth, suckling gently, the sensation making her toes curl.
Zooey's hips began to meet his, her body learning the rhythm of their love. She was no longer a passive participant, but an active player in the symphony of passion that was playing out between them. Her moans grew louder, her pussy tightening around his cock like a vise. Tails felt the tension in her body build, her muscles coiling like a spring ready to release.
The room was filled with the sweet sounds of love; the slickness of their bodies moving together, the soft whimpers and gasps that filled the air. It was a cacophony that only they could hear, a secret language that spoke of desire and need. The podcast equipment lay forgotten, a silent witness to the moment that was unfolding.
Tails could feel his orgasm building, a crescendo that was inevitable and beautiful. But he didn't want this to end just yet. He wanted to savor every second, to burn this memory into his mind so that he could recall it whenever he needed to feel alive. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, and began to rub it in gentle circles. Zooey's moans grew louder, her hips bucking up to meet his touch.
He watched her face, the way her eyes fluttered open to meet his, the way she bit her bottom lip to keep from crying out. It was like watching a star being born, a moment of pure beauty that made him feel like the luckiest fox in the world. He kissed her again, his thrusts growing more urgent, his passion consuming him.
Zooey's body responded in kind, her hips rising to meet his, her pussy clenching around his cock. She was close, so close, and Tails could feel it. He increased his pace, his fingers working their magic on her clit. She moaned, her body tightening, her tail wrapping tighter around his in a silent plea for more.
They were lost in each other, their connection the only compass guiding them through uncharted waters. Tails felt his climax approaching, the heat building in his balls, a pressure that was almost painful in its intensity. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, but he wanted to make sure Zooey reached the peak first.
With a final push, he felt her body clench around him, her muscles tightening. She screamed into the pillow, muffling the sound of her release. Her pussy spasmed, sending waves of pleasure crashing over him, pushing him over the edge. Tails threw his head back, roaring out his own climax, his hips jerking as he emptied himself.
The room was still, the only sound the harsh, ragged breaths that filled the air. Zooey's body trembled with aftershocks of pleasure, her tail loosening its grip on his. Tails remained inside her, not wanting to break the connection just yet. He placed gentle kisses along her neck, breathing heavily in the process.
They laid there for what felt like an eternity, their hearts beating in time with each other's. Finally, Tails pulled out, a small whine escaping her lips as the loss of warmth washed over her. He carefully removed the condom, placing it in the trash, and then pulled her into his arms. They were tangled in a mess of fur and limbs, the couch a testament to the love that had just been shared.
Zooey glanced over, her curiosity piqued, and saw the used condom lying in the trash. Her eyes widened, her mouth slightly agape. "Wow..." she mumbled to herself, her voice barely audible. Her mind raced as she stared at the condom, her inexperience with such intimate details of sex becoming painfully obvious. She leaned in even closer, her eyes tracing the outline of the latex, now slightly opaque and filled with a milky substance.
Her eyes were glued to the condom, her mind trying to process the sight before her. "So that's what it looks like," she thought. "It's... it's kind of gross, but also kind of fascinating." She shook her head slightly, as if trying to clear the images from her mind, but the sight of the used condom had left a lasting impression.
Zooey looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of love and gratitude. "Thank you," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "For making my first time so...special."
Tails kissed her forehead, his heart swelling with affection. "It was an honor," he replied, his voice thick with emotion. They lay there, basking in the afterglow of their intimate moment, the tension of the podcast forgotten. It was just the two of them, connected in a way that transcended words.
After a few moments of quiet, Zooey spoke up again, her voice a soft whisper. "Ready to get back to it?" she asked, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. Tails looked down at her, surprised. "You want to go again?" Tails asked, his voice filled with a mix of amazement and affection.
Zooey giggled, her cheeks still flushed from their lovemaking. "Well, I meant back to the podcast," she clarified, her voice a soft purr. "But if you want to..." she trailed off, her tail flicking suggestively.
Tails chuckled, the sound low and intimate in the quiet of the workshop. "Perhaps another time," he said, stroking her cheek with the back of his hand. "But I would love to do this again, if, you know, you want to too..."
Zooey's smile grew, and she leaned in for another kiss, her tongue slipping past his lips to dance with his. "More than anything," she whispered against his mouth. "But first, let's finish what we started."
With a gentle chuckle, Tails pulled away and stood up, his legs feeling a bit wobbly. He walked over to a shelf in the corner of the workshop and grabbed a soft blanket that was folded neatly. He brought it back to the couch and carefully draped it over Zooey, tucking her in snugly. The fabric was warm and cozy, the perfect cover for their intimate moment.
"I'll be right back," he assured her, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. "I need to get Sticks."
Zooey nodded, the blanket wrapped around her like a warm embrace. She watched as Tails dashed out of the room, his tails swishing behind him with excitement. The reality of what had just happened began to sink in, leaving her feeling both vulnerable and elated. She took a moment to appreciate the quiet, the gentle hum of the workshop. Her body still sang with the remnants of pleasure, her senses heightened and alive.
As Tails returned with a slightly flustered Sticks, the tension in the room shifted. Sticks' eyes were wide with curiosity, and perhaps a hint of jealousy, but she maintained her professional demeanor. "All good, Zooey?" she asked, her voice a mix of concern and excitement.
Zooey, now sitting at the podcast table with the blanket around her, blushed and nodded. "Yeah, I'm good," she managed to reply, her voice still a bit shaky from the intensity of her first time. She felt a warmth in her cheeks that had nothing to do with the blanket.
Tails took his seat opposite her, his eyes filled with a soft affection that made Sticks' heart ache as she forced a smile. "Alright, let's get back to it," she said, her voice a tad too cheerful.
"So, Zooey," Tails began, his voice filled with genuine curiosity, "what did you think? How did it feel?"
Zooey blushed even deeper under the blanket, but she met his gaze with a newfound confidence. "It was... amazing," she replied, her voice filled with wonder. "It was nothing like I imagined, in a good way."
Sticks fidgeted in her chair, her own arousal palpable. She cleared her throat, trying to focus on the podcast. "Any tips for our listeners who are looking to have their first time?" she asked, her tone professional despite the personal undertones.
Zooey looked at Tails, who gave her an encouraging nod. "Just remember to go slow," she said, her voice gaining strength with each word. "And make sure you're with someone you really trust and care about."
Sticks nodded, her eyes never leaving Zooey's face. The intimate conversation was a contrast to the raunchy topics they had covered earlier in the podcast. The room felt charged with a new kind of energy, a blend of love, passion, and shared experience.
"Alright, one final question for Tails before we wrap this up," she announced. "During my break, I was researching the other versions of you. Who's the one with the orange mohawk?"
Tails chuckled, his gaze flickering to Zooey. "Ah, that would be Mangey, a rather... unique variant of myself," he said, his voice filled with amusement. "He's got quite a wild side of his own."
"Really? Mangey, you say?" Sticks' curiosity piqued as she leaned forward, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "What's his kink?"
Tails raised an eyebrow, his tone playfully challenging. "Why? What're you thinking?"
Sticks shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Nothing. Just curious is all." But her voice held a hint of something more, a secret longing that made Tails' heart skip a beat. He couldn't help but wonder if this was her way of testing the waters… but for what?
"Well, if you ever want to find out," he began, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper, "maybe we can have him on as a guest." His tails swished playfully behind him, a silent invitation that made Zooey's eyes widen with excitement.
But before Sticks could respond, Zooey spoke up, her voice filled with gratitude. "Thank you so much for having me on the podcast, Tails," she said, her eyes shining with happiness. "It's truly been a wonderful experience."
Tails grinned, reaching across the table to give her hand a squeeze. "The pleasure was all mine, Zooey," he replied, his voice warm. "You were absolutely stellar."
Zooey blushed brightly, her cheeks a deep shade of pink that made Sticks' heart clench. She felt like an unwelcome observer to a moment that she desperately wanted to be a part of. But she couldn't bring herself to be jealous. Not when she saw the love in Tails' eyes, the way he looked at Zooey with a gentle fondness that was both heartwarming and heartbreaking.
"So, who's next on the guest list?" Zooey asked. Her voice was light, but the tension in the room was palpable.
"Our next guest will be... Blaze the Cat!" Tails announced with a grin.
"About time," Sticks murmured under her breath, her gaze lingering on the intimate space between Tails and Zooey. Her heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. The chemistry between them was undeniable, and she couldn't help but wonder if she'd ever get a taste of that kind of connection.
"So, did anybody guess that last episode?" Tails' asked with a knowing smirk playing on his lips as he glanced over to Sticks. The intimate atmosphere of the workshop was thick with the scent of their recent passion, a scent that seemed to cling to every surface and whisper of their shared secret.
Sticks' eyes flicked to the laptop, the screen a sea of comments from their devoted fans. "Actually, yeah," she said, her voice a little too bright. "Someone did. Anon."
Tails leaned in, his eyes lighting up with excitement. "Oh, really?" he said, his voice a playful purr. "Congratulations Anon! Your prize will be... to join us for an episode of the podcast!"
Zooey clapped her hands together, her eyes wide with excitement. "Yes! That would be so fun!"
But Sticks' expression had changed from curiosity to shock. "Wait, what? You can't be serious," she said, her voice rising in pitch. "Now you want to have sex with our fans?!"
Tails laughed nervously, realizing his mistake. "Oh... good point," he said, his cheeks flushing a slightly darker shade of red. "We'll, uh, think of a different prize then. Something more... appropriate. To be announced!"
Zooey's giggles grew into full-blown laughter, the sound infectious and light. Sticks couldn't help but smile despite herself, the tension in the room easing. "I can't believe you almost went there," she said, shaking her head.
Tails' cheeks burned with embarrassment, his ears drooping slightly. "Well, I guess I got a little carried away," he admitted, his voice sheepish. "But we'll definitely come up with something fun."
Zooey's giggles grew louder, the sound bubbling up from her chest like a spring of pure joy. Her laugh was like a melody, light and airy, and it filled the workshop with a warmth that seemed to chase away the shadows of doubt and jealousy that had momentarily crept in. Tails found himself smiling, his heart swelling with affection for the fox.
"Alright, folks, that's it for today," Tails said into the microphone, his voice a smooth caramel that seemed to wrap around the room. "Thank you, Zooey, for joining us and sharing such an intimate part of yourself." He turned to her, his eyes filled with sincerity. "You're an amazing guest, and I'm so happy we could share this with our listeners."
Zooey blushed, the warmth from the blanket now replaced with a different kind of heat. "Thank you, Tails," she said, her voice a soft murmur.
Tails leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. "Don't forget to subscribe to us and leave us a review," he reminded the audience. "And keep those questions and comments coming, as well as who you think the next guest after Blaze will be! We always love hearing from you. See you on the next one!"
With a click, the podcast ended, the silence in the workshop feeling almost deafening. Zooey's laughter had subsided, leaving behind a warm, content glow. Sticks leaned back in her chair, the tension in her shoulders easing as she took a deep breath. She wasn't quite sure how to feel about this anymore.
Suddenly, as if on cue, Tails' phone rang, shattering the quiet. He jumped slightly, the sound a jarring intrusion into the serene moment. His eyes widened as he glanced down at the screen, his heart skipping a beat when he saw who was calling. "It's Cream," he murmured, his voice barely audible.
He quickly picked up the phone, his thumb pressing the accept button with a tremor of anxiety. "Hello?" he called into the receiver, his voice tentative.
On the other end of the line, Cream's voice was a tornado of fury. "You make me sick, Tails! You… you sleazy jerk!” she shrieked, the words cutting through the air like shards of glass. Before Tails could even begin to process the sudden onslaught of anger, the call ended with a harsh beep, leaving him staring at the phone in disbelief.
Everyone's eyes were wide, and Zooey was covering her mouth with her hand, her shock mirroring Tails' own. He had no idea what had just happened, his mind racing to piece together the sudden outburst from Cream. He looked up to find Zooey and Sticks staring at him with a mix of concern and bewilderment.
The phone rang again, and Tails' heart leaped to his throat. He glanced at Zooey and Sticks, who both nodded encouragingly. He took a deep breath and answered, his voice shaking slightly. "Cream?"
"I'm so sorry, Tails," Cream's voice was now trembling, a disparity to the anger that had just filled the room. "I didn't mean to yell at you like that. Can we talk for a minute, please?"
Tails’ gaze quickly flicked to Zooey and Sticks. "Sure, Cream, one second." He looked at Zooey, his expression a mix of concern and apology. "I just need a few minutes, then I'll walk you home, okay?"
Zooey nodded, her smile gentle. "Take your time," she assured him. Sticks, however, was a different story. Her eyes were a storm of emotions: curiosity, jealousy, and a hint of anger. But she said nothing, only nodded and turned her focus to the podcast equipment, pretending to check the audio levels.
She watched as Tails stepped out of the room, the phone pressed tightly to his ear. His eyes searched hers for a brief second before the door clicked shut behind him. Zooey felt a strange mix of emotions, a warm fuzziness from the intimacy they'd just shared, and a sudden chill of inadequacy as she thought of Cream, who was obviously upset.
Her body still hummed with the aftershocks of pleasure, but she knew she needed to get dressed before Tails returned. Slowly, she unwrapped herself from the blanket and stood, her legs wobbly. She took a deep breath and walked over to the pile of clothes she'd left behind earlier, feeling both shy and exposed.
As she bent over to pick up her underwear, she heard Sticks call out from the editing booth. "You have a nice ass!" The suddenness of the compliment made her jump, and she yelped, the fabric slipping from her fingers. She straightened up quickly, her cheeks aflame, and turned to look at the badger. Sticks' face was the picture of innocence, her eyes glued to the computer screen.
Zooey couldn't believe she had forgotten Sticks was there. She was embraced by the warmth of the blanket, lost in the haze of pleasure that still lingered in the air, her heart still racing from her intimate encounter with Tails. The sudden realization hit her like a cold shower, and she quickly gathered her clothes, her cheeks burning with a blend of embarrassment and excitement. She glanced over at Sticks, who was pretending to focus on the podcast editing, her eyes flicking up every now and then to catch a glimpse of Zooey's nakedness.
With a sigh, she wrapped the blanket around her body again and tiptoed to the corner of the workshop, eager to put some distance between herself and the badger's curious, maybe horny gaze. Behind the partition, she slipped into her underwear, her skin tingling from the soft fabric against her sensitive flesh. Her heart was still racing, and she took a moment to compose herself before sliding into her dress.
Chapter 7: Episode 7 - Blaze the Cat
Summary:
Hey everyone, welcome back to the podcast! Today, I had the absolute honor of sitting down with Blaze the Cat. Blaze doesn’t usually talk about herself much, so getting her to share her story here felt really special. Of course, we asked her some of the questions you guys sent in, and you’ll see that even though she can come across as a little reserved, she’s got a great sense of humor too. We dive into her life, her responsibilities, and… let’s just say a few topics that got a little hotter than expected. Blaze can surprise you when she wants to, and even I was caught off guard a couple of times during our talk. Hope you enjoy listening as much as I enjoyed recording it!
Notes:
Author's note: I kinda got carried away with this one, and the result is the longest one yet, just a heads up. I'll have a question about if at the end if you wouldn't mind addressing it. Thanks!
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
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A couple weeks later, the workshop was buzzing with anticipation once again. This time, the guest was none other than Blaze the Cat, her purple fur a contrast to the warm yellow hues of the workshop. She sauntered in with a confidence that was both mesmerizing and intimidating, her eyes scanning the space with a predator's gaze. Tails and Sticks exchanged glances, their previous encounter still a fresh memory.
"Hi Blaze," Tails greeted her nervously, his voice a little too high. "Thanks for coming on the podcast."
Blaze's smile was like a warm summer's day. "Anything for you, Tails," she purred. She took a seat at the podcast table, her tail flicking seductively behind her. Her movements were fluid, like liquid fire, and Sticks couldn't help but feel a pang of envy at the way she carried herself.
Tails sat across from her, the table a mere barrier to the electric tension that crackled between them. He felt his cheeks heat up as Blaze's gaze swept over him, a knowing smile playing on her lips. The room was alive with the anticipation of their listeners, the weight of their unspoken desires thick in the air.
Sticks spoke from the editing booth, her voice low and urgent. "Tails, can we talk for a minute?" Her eyes searched his, a pleading look that made his heart ache. He nodded, understanding the gravity of the moment.
Tails followed Sticks into the editing booth, the door clicking shut behind them. Sticks turned to face him. "I just wanted to ask if everything was okay between you and Cream. I know you talked to her on the phone when Zooey was here, and I haven't had a chance to ask you about it since."
He sighed heavily, his eyes avoiding hers. "Yeah, we're... working through some things." His voice was tight with tension, his ears drooping slightly. "She heard the Marine episode, and... she didn't like a lot of what I said." He fidgeted with his fur, his tails swishing nervously behind him. "When she saw me with Zooey, I think that was the last straw."
Sticks' eyes widened, and she felt a sudden jolt. "Saw you with Zooey? You mean, in the episode?"
Tails shook his head, his expression a blend of guilt and frustration. "Before we even recorded it," he murmured. "She came by to talk to me, but then she saw us entering the workshop together."
Outside the editing booth, Blaze was listening to the whole conversation with rapt attention, her tail swishing with curiosity. Her eyes narrowed slightly as she took in every word, her mind racing with the implications of Tails' relationship troubles. Sticks had forgotten to mute her microphone, and the sound of their hushed whispers filled her ears. The juicy gossip was too much for her to resist, and she leaned closer, her ears perked up like antennas.
"Thanks for your concern, Sticks," Tails said, his voice a little strained. "We can talk more about it after we record. I don't want to keep Blaze waiting."
Sticks nodded, her eyes lingering on him for a moment before she spoke, "I'm sure you don't." The suggestive tone was unmistakable, and it hung in the air like a seductive promise, her gaze lingering on his lips before she turned back to her laptop.
When Tails exited the editing booth, Blaze was already in place, her eyes cast down to the table, her cheeks a soft shade of pink. She had heard everything, including that last remark from Sticks. Her heart raced, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her as she realized she was privy to secrets that weren't meant for her.
"Sorry about that, Blaze," Tails said, his voice a little shaky as he took his seat across from her. "It was just something personal."
Blaze's gaze flicked up, her eyes filled with understanding. "It's alright, Tails," she said softly. "Everyone has their own... situations to deal with."
Tails nodded, his eyes searching hers for a moment before he leaned back in his chair. "You alright?" he asked, noticing the sudden blush that had crept across her cheeks. "Your cheeks are pink. Is it too hot in here?"
Blaze's smile grew a little wider, the warmth of it reaching across the table. "I'm fine," she assured him, her eyes sparkling with something that made his heart race. "So, shall we begin?"
Tails took a deep breath and nodded, turning to Sticks. She nodded back, her eyes unreadable. The tension in the room was thick, but she leaned into it, her fingers poised over the keyboard, ready to capture every moment. As Tails turned to face the microphone, Sticks took the opportunity to sneak a peek at Blaze, who looked up, catching Sticks' gaze, and gave a small, shy smile.
"Welcome back to the TailsTube Podcast!" Tails' voice was smooth as silk, wrapping around the words with a practiced ease. "I'm your host, Tails, and today we have a very special guest with us, the fiery and fabulous, Blaze the Cat!"
Blaze leaned into the microphone, her gold eyes sparkling. "Hello, everyone," she purred, her voice a sultry whisper. She offered a small wave to the camera, her rings glinting in the soft light of the workshop.
Tails cleared his throat. "We're going to get right into it, but before we start, I just wanted to quickly address all the amazing questions we've been receiving," he began, his eyes twinkling with excitement. "The response from our listeners has been phenomenal, and we're so grateful for the engagement. But with the sheer volume of questions you guys are throwing our way, we might not be able to get to all of them."
Sticks nodded in agreement. "To be clear," she said, "we're not saying that you're asking too many questions. We absolutely love the enthusiasm! It's just that we want to keep the podcast fresh and exciting, so we're going to have to be a bit more selective from now on." She winked at Tails, who chuckled nervously.
"But fear not, our devoted fans," she continued, “we're still going to be as open and honest as ever, sharing all the juicy details of our love lives, our kinks, and our wildest fantasies." Her eyes danced with the delight of a secret shared. "So keep sending in those steamy questions. We read every single one, and you never know, your question might just be the one to set our next episode ablaze!"
Tails chuckled, his cheeks tinted with a hint of embarrassment. Sticks, however, remained stoic, her eyes glued to the screen as she monitored the podcast. Blaze's gaze flicked to her, and she leaned in, her voice a soft whisper that seemed to dance around the room. "Could that have been a pun, Sticks?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
Sticks' smile grew wider, her teeth flashing white against her fur. "Could be," she replied, her voice a sultry drawl that had Tails' heart racing. He couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of what they could get into today with Blaze on the show.
Turning to their guest, Tails leaned forward, his eyes bright with excitement. "Welcome, Blaze. We're really happy you could make it today," he said, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. "Have you had a chance to catch any of our previous episodes?"
"I have," Blaze said with a knowing smile, her eyes flicking towards Sticks before returning to Tails. "It seems you've been quite busy exploring various... topics."
Tails felt his cheeks warm up even more, his heart racing with anticipation. "Do you think you're ready for them?" he teased, his voice filled with excitement.
Blaze leaned back in her chair, her tail swishing slowly. "Oh, I don't just think, I know," she said with confidence. "Bring it on, Tails. I've got enough heat to handle whatever you throw my way."
Sticks couldn't help but giggle at Blaze's confidence, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "So, Blaze, tell us a bit about your relationship with Marine," Tails prompted, eager to get the conversation rolling.
"Well, Marine is like a sister to me," Blaze said, her voice filled with affection. "We've been through a lot together, and she's always had my back."
Tails leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "When Marine was a guest, she mentioned that you two had kissed," he said, his voice a delicate dance around the question. "Do you enjoy kissing your sister, Blaze?"
Blaze's cheeks darkened, and she rolled her eyes. "It was only one time!" she exclaimed, her voice a little too loud for the microphone. She cleared her throat and leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Or a couple of times," she amended, her eyes flicking towards Sticks, who had frozen mid-edit. "But it's not a thing," she said, her voice firm despite the blush that was spreading across her features. "We were just... experimenting."
"Whatever you say," Tails murmured, leaning in closer. "But tell us, Blaze, have you ever thought about taking it to the next level with Marine? Like, you know, sleeping with her?"
Blaze's eyes widened, and she spluttered, her cheeks now a deep shade of magenta. She took a moment to compose herself before responding, her voice a little shaky. "Tails, that's a bit... personal," she protested, her eyes flicking to Sticks, who was now actively trying to hide her amusement behind a hand.
Tails leaned back in his chair, his grin widening. "Come on, Blaze," he said, his tone playful yet insistent. "You know what you signed up for. We're all about sharing our experiences, no matter how intimate."
Blaze took a deep breath. "Fine," she said, her voice one of exasperation. "If she really wanted it, I would sleep with her."
The words hung in the air, and for a moment, no one moved. Then, Sticks burst out laughing, her eyes shining with mischief. "Oh, Blaze," she said, wiping a tear from her eye. "You're too much."
Blaze's blush deepened, but she couldn't help but laugh along, her shoulders relaxing. "It's not like I haven't thought about it," she admitted, her eyes sparkling. "Marine is... well, she's very cute."
"Cute?" Sticks echoed, raising an eyebrow. "I think you're understating it. Marine is absolutely stunning." Her voice was a blend of tease and genuine admiration.
Tails leaned in, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he looked at Sticks. "I knew it! You have a crush on Marine, don't you?"
Sticks sputtered, her cheeks growing redder than a ripe tomato. "What? No, I do not!" she protested, her voice squeaky.
But Tails was relentless. "Oh, come on," he teased, his voice full of the glee of a schoolboy who had just uncovered his friend's secret crush. "You're blushing like a sunset!"
Sticks narrowed her eyes at him, her cheeks a deep shade of crimson. "I am not!" she exclaimed, her voice a little too high. "Leave me alone! I'm not the guest here!"
Tails couldn't hold back his laughter, his voice echoing through the workshop. "Sticks likes Marine! Sticks likes Marine!" he chanted like an immature child.
Sticks' face was a picture of mortification, her eyes narrowed into slits. "I DO NOT!" she insisted, her voice rising in pitch. "Do you want me to call Sonic? Maybe you'd like to move his episode up to today?"
Tails' face went blank, and he realized that he had crossed a line. He quickly composed himself and held up his hands in surrender. "I'll stop now," he said, his voice sincere. He knew better than to poke the badger, and that her threats were to be taken seriously.
Blaze, chuckling, leaned back in her chair, her eyes gleaming. "Tails, do you have your own sibling complex going on with Sonic?" she teased.
Tails’ blush matched theirs, his ears drooping slightly. "What? No!" he sputtered, trying to regain his composure. "I'm not talking about this!"
Blaze's eyes twinkled, and she leaned in closer. "It's okay, Tails," she said, her smile warm and understanding. "I can understand the appeal. Sonic has that effect on a lot of his friends."
Tails' eyes grew wide with shock. "Wait, including you?" he asked, his voice a mix of astonishment and accusation. "Have you slept with Sonic too?!"
Blaze's smile didn't waver, her eyes gleaming with mirth. "Tails," she chided gently, "you really do have an imagination." Her tail swished from side to side, the tip brushing against her chair. "No, I haven't," she answered. "But I can see why you'd think that."
Tails' sigh of relief was audible, his shoulders dropping a fraction. "Oh, thank Chaos," he murmured. "You haven't been defiled by him." The tension in the room eased slightly, and Sticks couldn't help but laugh at his dramatic choice of words.
"Defiled?" Blaze's smile grew wider, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Sounds like someone's a little possessive of me. No, I haven't been 'defiled' by Sonic, but I'm not a virgin you know. I do have a boyfriend."
"Oh, you mean Silver?" Tails said, his voice filled with surprise. "You guys are still together?" He couldn't hide the smile on his face as he pictured the two of them together.
Blaze nodded, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Yeah, we are," she said, her voice filled with affection. "He's a sweetie."
Tails raised an eyebrow, his eyes glinting with curiosity. "And that 'sweetie' was really okay with you coming on this show?" he asked, his voice dripping with skepticism.
Blaze nodded, a playful smile curling her lips. "He didn't want me to tell you this, but I think it's just too adorable to keep to myself," she said, her eyes sparkling. "Silver only agreed to let me come on your podcast because he has the biggest crush on you, and he's dying for you to invite him on a future episode."
Tails' eyes nearly popped out of his head, his cheeks burning with a blush that could rival the most vibrant sunset. "M-me?" he squeaked. "Silver has a crush on me?"
Sticks couldn't help but groan, dropping her head into her hands with a dramatic flair. "Why is it always Tails?" she mumbled into her palms, her voice muffled. "Everyone falls for the cute, little fox with the twin tails." She sighed heavily, her shoulders slumping.
Tails' cheeks turned a shade of pink that was almost as vibrant as Amy. "Aw, you think I'm cute," he said, his voice filled with a bashful charm that made even Sticks' heart flutter.
Sticks, unable to resist the urge, stuck her tongue out and flipped Tails off with her middle digit, her eyes sparkling with humor despite her feigned annoyance. Blaze couldn't help but laugh at the sight, the tension in the room dissipating like mist in the morning sun. "I think you should bring him on," she said, her voice a warm caress that seemed to wrap around Tails' ears like a pair of velvet handcuffs. "I'd love to see you two together."
The thought of Silver on the podcast was too tempting to ignore, and Tails felt his heart race at the prospect. "I'll consider it," he murmured. "So he's okay with you and I hooking up, and you're okay with him and I hooking up. Quite the relationship you two have."
Blaze's laugh was like a warm embrace, her eyes shining with excitement. "We’re different," she admitted. "But it's also incredibly hot. Knowing that he wants me to explore with you makes me want it even more."
Tails stuttered, "w-want what exactly?" His heart was racing so fast he could feel it in his ears, his mind racing with the possibilities of what Blaze was hinting at.
"Oh, you know," she replied with a wink, her voice a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down his spine. "A little bit of... threesome action."
Tails felt his body respond instantly, his tails stiffening with excitement. He cleared his throat, trying to push aside the images that were now flooding his mind. "Well, that's certainly something to think about," he said, his voice a little too high for his own liking.
Sticks couldn't help but let out a snort of disbelief, her eyes never leaving the screen as she continued working. "You're actually considering this?" she asked, her voice incredulous. "You've got a podcast to run, Tails, not a brothel."
Tails shifted in his seat, trying to hide his growing arousal. "Well," he began, his voice a little too high for his own comfort, "whatever will make my friends happy, right?" He couldn't help but let his mind wander to the delicious possibilities of a threesome with Blaze and Silver. The thought had his blood pumping, and his tails were practically vibrating with excitement.
Blaze leaned back in her chair, her eyes glinting with a hint of challenge. "So, you're saying you're up for it?" she asked.
Tails' heart was racing, his mind swirling with the potential of what could happen. He took a deep breath, trying to regain some semblance of composure. "I, um…," he started, his voice a little too high for his own comfort. His voice trailed off as he looked at Sticks, who was now staring at him with a mix of amazement and horror.
Sticks, who couldn’t stand indulging Tails for another second, quickly changed the subject. "Alright, let's get to the fans," she said, her voice a little too bright. She scrolled through the questions they had received, her eyes lighting up with excitement. "We've got a bunch of great ones today!" she announced, her tone a clear attempt to diffuse the sexual tension.
Without missing a beat, she read the first question. "For Blaze," she said, looking up with a mischievous twinkle in her eye, "have you thought about dating Sonic, and have you had sex with a girl?"
Blaze's eyes flicked to Tails before focusing on Sticks. "Sonic is fine," she began, “but Silver is the one for me. And yes," she added, her nervous blush returning, "I’ve had sex with a girl. Amy."
The room was silent for a moment, the only sound the faint buzz of the equipment. Tails' eyes went wide, his mind racing with images of Blaze and Amy in a passionate embrace. Sticks' jaw dropped, her eyes darting between Blaze and Tails before returning to the screen, her cheeks a deep shade of red. "Amy?" she echoed, her voice a mix of shock and disbelief.
Blaze nodded. "It's a long story," she said, her voice a seductive purr that had Tails' tails swishing in his chair. "But let's just say, when alcohol's involved, anything can happen." She leaned back in her chair, her arms crossing beneath her breasts. "I can't drink with Amy anymore. We get too crazy, end up hooking up, and piss off our boyfriends. But I've enjoyed it every time," she admitted, a playful wink thrown in for good measure.
"Yeah, I remember hearing about those nights," Tails said, his voice a mix of nostalgia and longing. "Sonic would always complain to me about it, telling me about your wild parties and how you two would end up in some... compromising situations." His eyes drifted off, a sly smile playing on his lips as he pictured it all.
Sticks couldn't help but interject, her voice filled with a mix of excitement and envy. "That's so hot," she said, her eyes sparkling with interest. "Next time you and Amy go out, invite me, please?"
Blaze laughed, her eyes twinkling. "I'll think about it," she said, her voice a seductive promise that had Sticks' imagination running wild. "I don't think Amy would mind."
Sticks moved on to the next question, her eyes alight with curiosity. "Tails, if you've never done a ‘marathon’," she began, "what's your record for the most sex in a single day?"
Tails coughed, his cheeks aflame. "I don't exactly keep count," he stuttered, his eyes darting around the room. "But I think the most I've had was, uh… with Cream. We... uh, we did it this one time," he said, his voice trailing off. "I don't remember the exact details, but if I were to guess, I'd say it was about seven times before I... uh, passed out."
Blaze leaned forward, her eyes glinting with interest. "Seven times?" she repeated. "Impressive, Tails," she said, her smile a knowing grin. "That's more than Silver has ever managed."
Tails couldn't help but preen under the praise, his chest puffing out slightly. "It was crazy," he murmured, his eyes glazed over with the memory. "Cream is insatiable."
"Congrats, Tails," Sticks said, her voice filled with a hint of sarcasm. "You can shoot out more sperm than Silver."
Blaze's laugh was like a warm caress, and she leaned closer to Tails. "So, you and Cream, huh?" she whispered, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "I'd love to hear more about that."
Tails felt his face burn, his heart racing. "Well," he began, trying to keep his voice steady, "you know rabbits."
Blaze's eyes narrowed slightly, and she leaned in closer. "What I'd really love to know," she said, her voice a soft purr, "is how she takes that much."
Tails' cheeks burned brighter than ever, but he couldn't resist the urge to brag just a little. "Cream's got stamina," he said, his voice filled with pride. "And she's... flexible." The images of their sessions played in his mind, and he felt his arousal growing.
"Aha!" Sticks exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with a devilish grin. "So, you're saying she's the one in charge in bed?" She leaned back in her chair, her gaze locked on Tails. "I can see it now, the innocent Cream bossing you around, making you do all the naughty things."
Before Tails could respond to Sticks' question about Cream, she quickly moved on. "Blaze, tell us about your life as a princess. How do you relax? Do you have to be serious all the time? Do you use your fire powers to stay in control? When it comes to the bedroom, are you a dom, a sub, or a switch?"
Blaze's eyes twinkled with mirth. "I love taking baths to relax," she said. "My palace has the best one ever. I don't care what Sally says about hers, I've got her beat by a mile." She leaned back in her chair, her arms folded beneath her ample chest.
"But when it comes to using my powers," she began, her eyes flickering with a hint of fire, "I keep that in check. I don't need to light someone's tail on fire to get what I want. Well," she added with a smirk, "not in that way, anyway. But, I will say, when I'm really focused, there tend to be a few stray flames."
Tails leaned in, his curiosity piqued. "So, with Silver, are you the one calling the shots?"
Blaze's smile grew a touch more wicked. "With Silver," she said, "I'm whatever he wants me to be." She paused, her eyes glinting with a secret. "I love being both a dom and a sub. It's really fun either way. I just love him."
Tails nodded, his eyes filled with understanding. "So, you're a versatile player," he said, his voice filled with respect. "I can appreciate that. It keeps things interesting."
Blaze leaned in closer, her eyes locked on his. "Very interesting," she agreed, her voice a warm caress that seemed to stroke every inch of Tails' body. "And with you and Silver both on board for a little... experimentation, who knows what could happen."
Sticks rolled her eyes, her cheeks flushing. "Can we stay on track here?" she interjected. "We have more questions to answer."
Tails nodded, his mind still racing with the images of Blaze and Silver that she had painted so vividly. He took a deep breath and focused on the next question. "Alright, let's move on," he said, his voice a little shaky. "What's the next one?"
Sticks cleared her throat, her eyes on the screen. "So Tails," she began, her voice a little too cheeky for his comfort, "how does it feel to essentially be a pornstar now?"
Tails' face went beet red, his eyes darting to Blaze, who was watching the exchange with a knowing smile. "What?" he sputtered, trying to play it cool. "This isn't porn, it's education."
"Oh, please," Sticks said, rolling her eyes. "Okay then, professor, if Sonic's got you stressed, imagine what a night with Shadow or Knuckles would do to you," she teased. "They also write that if you are gay or bi, you should just come out and be proud of it. Surely all of your friends would still love you, even if you end up starting a whole new podcast genre," she added, her words a gentle nudge to his ribs.
Tails couldn't help but chuckle at Sticks' bluntness, his cheeks still a bit rosy. "Thanks for the vote of confidence," he quipped, his voice a mix of humor and nerves. "But let's not get ahead of ourselves. I can’t imagine a universe where Shadow or Knuckles would ever agree to do this, or I would ever ask them."
"Why not?" Sticks pressed. "They're both hot, and they've got to have some secrets to share."
He shakes his head, chuckling nervously. "Of course you think they're hot," Tails says, his voice a blend of tease and defense. "You should date Sonic. You guys are literally the same person. Just horny for everyone."
Sticks' cheeks darken, but she recovers quickly, her grin sharp. "Hey," she says, pointing a finger at him, "you're just as horny as me if not more, and you know it." The room echoes with their laughter, the tension broken by the playful banter.
Finishing the question, she reads aloud, "they also ask about bringing on Surge or Kit, and they're curious if you ever feel like you're gonna start shooting blanks," she says, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "They say you might be overusing your... 'equipment.' And good luck to your asshole."
"Okay, okay, one, Kit or Surge on would be interesting," Tails says with a chuckle, his voice a little too high. "Sticks, take a note of them," he adds, nodding towards her. "Two, I’m not a doctor, but I don’t think that’s how it works. I should have plenty of live rounds for years to come. And three, thanks for your concern, but Sonic won’t be going in there."
Blaze's smile turns into a full-blown laugh. "He’s not? What exactly do you think you and Sonic will be doing?" she asks.
"I don't know," Tails says, his cheeks still a vibrant shade of red, "but it won't be that." His voice is firm, but there's a hint of curiosity in his tone.
"He's in denial," Sticks murmurs under her breath, not bothering to hide the smirk that plays on her lips. Her eyes flick up to meet Blaze's, and she winks.
"Alright, next question," Tails says, his voice a little too loud, trying to cover up the awkwardness that had settled over the room like a thick fog. "Question for Blaze," Sticks says, leaning into the microphone. "After dropping from your transformation from Burning Blaze, have you ever felt even hotter than usual, and I don't mean from your fire powers?"
Blaze's cheeks darken to a deep crimson, and she nods, her voice a whisper of embarrassment. "Y-yes," she admits, her eyes darting between Sticks and Tails. "It has that effect on me every time, and it's really intense. It can also be very inconvenient if I just finish a battle or... I’m with Sonic or something, because I need to... take care of it." She fidgets in her chair, her legs crossing and uncrossing as she speaks.
Tails leans in, his curiosity piqued. "Take care of it?" he repeats, his voice a soft echo. "How do you take care of it?" His question hangs in the air, a silent plea for more information.
Blaze's eyes widen slightly, her cheeks a deep shade of red. "Well," she begins, "it's like, when I come down from that high, I get... really, really wet." She swallows hard, her gaze flicking to Sticks, who is now blatantly staring at her with a mix of amazement and envy. "And it's like my body needs to be... filled," she adds, her voice barely above a murmur. "It's a pretty strong feeling."
Sticks leans in, her eyes glued to her. "So, what do you do?" she asks. "Do you just... take care of it yourself?"
Blaze nods, her cheeks aflame. "Sometimes," she whispers, her eyes darting to Tails, who is now blatantly staring at her with a mix of shock and fascination. "But other times, I... I need someone else to help me.” Blaze's gaze locks with Tails, and she smiles. "Silver usually takes care of it," she says, her voice a warm caress that seems to wrap around Tails' imagination.
"Silver, huh?" he murmurs, his mind racing with the image of Blaze and Silver tangled together in a fiery embrace. "How does that work, exactly?" His question is genuine, but the heat in his voice betrays his interest.
Blaze's smile grew sly, her eyes flicking to Sticks before returning to Tails. "Nice try," she said, "but you know how it works."
Sticks giggled, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "Moving on," she said, “for me! What do you think about futa girls? Do you think Tails should accept that he likes boys too? Have you thought about taking cooking classes?"
She thought for a moment, her eyes flicking between Tails and Blaze, as if weighing her words carefully. "Futa girls?" Sticks said finally, her voice a mix of confusion and intrigue. "Are those the girls with big ol' dicks?" She leaned back in her chair, a thoughtful look crossing her features. "Not for me," she declared, her voice firm. "I either want a dude’s shlong, or a girl’s pussy. And I don’t think Tails likes boys. I think he likes some boys, but not because they’re guys. He’s definitely an old-fashioned lover," she continued, her tone growing more playful, "who knows how to treat a lady in bed, whether that's gentle or rough."
The room was silent, the tension thickening like a warm blanket that no one quite knew how to throw off. Blaze's eyes remained on Tails, a knowing smile playing on her lips. Tails' face was a picture of shock and embarrassment, but there was also a hint of curiosity in his gaze. "Is that a compliment, Sticks?" he finally managed to say.
Sticks’ expression grew smug. "It's an observation," she said, her voice a playful purr. "I've had to watch you six times now, so I'd say I'm an expert. And then no need for cooking classes when you're already a master chef," she stated.
"Master chef, huh?" Tails said, raising an eyebrow. "I've never seen you cook anything. Do you even know how to boil water without burning it?"
"You've never seen me cook because we've never been on a date, Tails," she quipped. "I only cook for my dates."
Tails' eyes widened slightly. "Oh," he murmured. "Well, I'll take your word for it then."
Blaze watched the exchange with a knowing smile, her eyes flicking between the two of them. She could sense some tension, a palpable thing that seemed to crackle with energy. But she kept her thoughts to herself, content to let the moment play out without adding any fuel to the fire.
Sticks leaned back in her chair, her eyes locked on Blaze. "Alright, question for you, Blaze. Could you set the record straight by letting us know who you've dated? And since you can wield fire, do you have a preference for spicier or milder foods?" She paused, a mischievous glint in her eye. "And speaking of heat, do you prefer warmer or colder areas? Finally, have you ever used your powers because you were just too lazy to do something the normal way?"
Blaze chuckled, her eyes twinkling with amusement. "Oh my," she began, "I’ve only ever dated Silver, and I think he’ll be the only one I’ll ever date. I do like spicy or hot foods, and if I have to pick, I guess I prefer warmer temperatures," she said, her voice a warm caress that seemed to make the room feel a few degrees hotter. "I don't know about being too tired, but I will say I've never had a cold bath before, if you get what I'm saying."
The room erupted in laughter, the tension momentarily dissipating. Tails felt his own cheeks heat up at the thought of a hot, steamy bath with Blaze. "So, you’re saying," he began, his voice a gentle tease, "that you could warm up the water without even using your powers?"
Blaze's smile was a playful challenge. "Maybe," she said. Sticks' eyes widened, her mind racing. "Final question," she said, her voice a little too eager. "Tails, do you and Sticks think you'll be friends with benefits in the future? And after the episode with Sonic comes out, will you stop having sex with girls?"
Tails' jaw dropped, his cheeks burning so hot they could have powered the Death Egg. "No way," he said, his voice firm. "No way in hell am I going to start sleeping with Sticks. That's just... no." His voice was a mix of horror and incredulity, his eyes darting to Sticks, who was trying to hide her smile behind a cough.
But Sticks wasn't about to back down. "What do you mean no way?!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of indignation and amusement. "You don't get to say no way to me, I say no way to you!"
Tails sighed heavily, his cheeks still aflame. "NO WAY," he reiterated firmly, his voice leaving no room for misunderstanding. "And for the record, I'm not stopping with the ladies," he added with a playful waggle of his eyebrows, "but Sticks won't be one of them."
Sticks rolled her eyes dramatically, her tail flicking in agitation. "Excuse me? Newsflash, fox boy," she quipped, her voice a sharp retort that sliced through the air, "I'd turn you down first. Don't act like you're the one rejecting me!" She leaned back in her chair, her arms crossing over her chest.
Tails chuckled, his ears perking up as he shot her a teasing smile. "Oh really?" he said, his voice a playful challenge. "Well, I guess we won't be finding out any time soon." The room was filled with their laughter, the tension of the conversation dissipating like steam in the cool night air.
Blaze leaned forward. "Are you sure you guys don't want to go at it instead?" she asked, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to hang in the air like a tantalizing promise. "Kinda seems like you do. I don't mind coming back-"
Tails and Sticks both blurted out "NO!" simultaneously, their cheeks redder than Knuckles. The room echoed with their unified rejection, and Blaze couldn't help but laugh.
"Sorry Blaze," Tails said, his voice still a little shaky from the sudden turn of conversation. "Didn't mean to get sidetracked there. You ready to... get to it?" His eyes darted over to the couch, where they were about to get into their next segment.
Blaze nodded, her cheeks a rosy shade of pink. She could feel the anticipation building in the room, a tangible force that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. "Yeah," she murmured, her voice a soft whisper of agreement. She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Let's do this."
Tails followed her lead, his legs feeling a bit wobbly as he made his way over to the couch. He sat down beside her, his body feeling both electrified and heavy. The scent of her filled his nose, a sweet scent that made him want to bury his face in her fur and just breathe her in. He could feel the heat of her body radiating against his, and he knew that if he leaned in just a little closer, he would feel her warmth like a sun-kissed beach.
Sticks watched them from her chair, her heart racing as she took in the sight of Tails and Blaze. Her eyes were glued to their lips as they touched, their breath mingling in a silent promise of things to come. It was like watching two people you know share a secret that you're dying to be a part of.
But as quickly as it had begun, Blaze pulled away, her eyes sparkling with desire. "You're a good kisser, Tails," she murmured, her voice a warm caress that seemed to wrap around him like a comforting blanket.
"Thanks," he replied, his own voice a little hoarse. He licked his lips, tasting her sweetness on them. "You're not so bad yourself."
Blaze giggled, a sound that was both innocent and sexy at the same time. She reached behind her neck and began to take off her top, the fabric sliding down to reveal her lacy black bra. Sticks' eyes went wide, her breath catching in her throat. She hadn't prepared herself yet for the podcast taking such an intimate turn even though she knew it was coming, but she couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her.
Tails' eyes followed the movement, his gaze hungry as he took in the sight of Blaze's bare skin. He swallowed hard, his heart racing as she leaned back against the couch, her eyes never leaving his. "Are you sure about this?" he asked, his voice a hoarse whisper that seemed to echo in the quiet room.
Blaze nodded, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Yes," she murmured, her voice a seductive purr that seemed to resonate deep within him. She reached behind her back and unclipped her bra, letting it fall away to reveal her firm, round breasts, the tips a dark shade of purple that stood out against her lavender fur.
Tails' eyes widened, his breath coming in short gasps as he took in the sight of her. He could feel his cock stirring, a warm pressure that grew with each passing second. He reached out, tentatively touching her, feeling the heat of her body against his fingertips. Her flesh was soft, like velvet, and he couldn't help but marvel at the way it felt. He moved closer, his heart racing as she leaned into his touch, a soft sigh escaping her lips.
Sticks' gaze was glued to the scene playing out before her, her eyes dark with desire. She could feel her own body responding, her pussy growing wet as she watched Tails' hand trace a line from Blaze's shoulder to her waist, pausing to cup one of her breasts. The way she leaned into his touch was intoxicating, and Sticks felt a pang of jealousy that she quickly pushed aside. But it was getting harder and harder to ignore the ache in her own body.
Blaze stood up gracefully, her movements fluid and sensual. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and began to slide them down, revealing her perfectly shaved mound. She stepped out of the fabric, leaving it pooled around her ankles. She was now standing before them both, completely naked. Her fur was glowing with the same fiery passion that danced in her eyes. She looked like a goddess, and Tails couldn't help but stare, his mouth going dry.
Her figure was indeed one of the sexiest Tails had ever laid eyes on. Her curves were voluptuous, her hips wide and her breasts full, with nipples that stood at attention like tiny flames. Her thighs were smooth, leading down to calves that he just wanted to lick. She had the body of a warrior, a seductress, a queen. And she was offering it to him.
But it was her butt that truly captivated him. It was round and firm, like two perfectly ripe peaches that had been kissed by the sun. It swayed gently as she moved, the muscles rippling like water beneath the surface of a still lake. He couldn't help but imagine his hands on it, his fingers digging into her flesh as he drove his cock deep inside her. He had to force himself to look away, to remember that this was a podcast, not a personal show.
Blaze noticed his distraction and smirked. "Are you just going to look?" she purred, her voice a siren's call that seemed to echo through the room. She turned around, placing one hand on her hip as she looked at him over her shoulder.
Tails blinked, his eyes snapping back up to meet hers. "I-uh, no," he stuttered, his cheeks growing even redder. "I just... you're just... can we, maybe, do doggy style?" he asked, his voice a hopeful whisper that seemed to hang in the air like a shy confession. "Please?"
Blaze's smile grew, and she nodded. "Sounds good to me," she murmured. She turned around, her hips swaying as she got on all fours on the couch, presenting her ass to him like a delicious treat.
Tails couldn't help but drool at the sight. He had had plenty of fantasies of Blaze in his mind, but nothing had ever compared to the real thing, especially not when it was right in front of him, offered so freely and willingly. He swallowed hard, trying to compose himself. But the way she looked at him, the way her body called to his, it was making it very hard to think straight.
Taking a deep breath, Tails lined himself up with Blaze's pussy, which was already glistening with desire. He could see the wetness of her arousal, the way her inner lips parted slightly with every breath she took. It was like staring into a treasure trove, a secret garden that he had been granted access to explore. He reached out, his hand shaking slightly, and touched her. The heat from her body was like a brand, searing into his very soul.
Sticks watched from the chair, her hand moving to her own pussy, her fingers tracing her clit in slow, lazy circles. She had to admit, the sight of Tails and Blaze together was more than she had bargained for. It was like watching two animals in heat, their every move calculated and precise, yet filled with an instinctual passion that was impossible to ignore. She bit her bottom lip, her eyes hooded as she took in every detail.
Tails' breath hitched as he slid into Blaze's pussy, the warmth of her enveloping him in a way that was both surprising and overwhelming. It was like sinking into a hot tub after a long day of work, the heat seeping into his bones, relaxing every muscle in his body. He couldn't help but groan, his eyes rolling back in his head as he felt the tightness of her walls gripping him, pulling him deeper. She was so warm, so wet, and so incredibly tight. He knew he wouldn't last long.
Blaze gasped as Tails entered her, her body stretching to accommodate his surprising size. She had only been with a couple guys before, but none of them had been quite this... substantial. She felt herself clench around him, her muscles spasming in a delicious mix of pain and pleasure. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying out too loudly, the sound of their bodies coming together a symphony of passion that seemed to fill the room.
Tails began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm that made the couch groan beneath them. His movements were slow to start, each thrust a silent promise of the pleasure to come. He watched Blaze's face, the way her eyes rolled back in her head, the way her breath hitched with every push into her wetness. He couldn't believe he was actually doing this, that he was with a goddess like her. It was like a dream, a fantasy come to life, and he didn't want it to ever end.
He reached down, his hand wrapping around her hip as he began to pick up the pace, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, squelching sound that seemed to echo through the room. He could feel his orgasm building already, a warm pressure that grew with every thrust. He tightened his grip, his claws digging into her flesh just enough to leave a mark, just enough to make her gasp.
Blaze's moans grew louder, filling the room like a siren's song. Her eyes were squeezed shut, her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her breasts bounced under her with every movement, her nipples tight and sensitive to the cool air in the room. She was a slave to the pleasure that Tails was giving her, her body moving in perfect rhythm with his. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her pussy clenching around him like a fist.
Sticks watched from her chair, her own hand buried in her shorts, her fingers working over her clit in a frenzy. She had never been so turned on in her life. But it was more than just the visuals. It was the sounds, the smells, the way the room itself seemed to pulse with the energy of their lovemaking. She couldn't help but imagine that it was her that Tails was thrusting into, her that he was filling with his warmth.
Her mind wandered, picturing herself in Blaze's place, her own ass in the air as Tails took her from behind. She could almost feel his cock sliding into her, filling her up in a way she had never experienced before. Her body responded to the thought, her pussy growing wetter and tighter with every passing second. She bit her lip, her eyes squeezed shut as she pumped her hand faster and faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps that matched the tempo of their passion.
Sticks' imagination took over, weaving a tapestry of desire and longing. She saw herself straddling Tails, her breasts bouncing as she rode him, her eyes locked with his as they both climbed towards their peak. She could almost taste the salt on his skin as she leaned down to kiss him, her tongue dancing with his in a passionate dance that seemed to go on forever. But she knew she had to keep it to herself.
If Tails ever found out about the X-rated thoughts that were playing in her mind, she'd never hear the end of it. The teasing, the joking, the endless ribbing. If he knew that she was fantasizing about him, about kissing him, about his cock, about the way he looked when he was lost in the throes of passion, she'd never be able to look him in the eye again. This was a secret she'd have to keep buried, deep within the vault of her own desires.
Tails' mind was a battlefield, each stroke inside Blaze's tight, velvet-like pussy sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body, threatening to shatter his resolve. He could feel the warmth building in his balls, the pressure mounting with every thrust. The sweet sound of her moans and the soft slap of skin against skin was like a siren's call, urging him to give in, to let go. But he clenched his teeth, his eyes focused on the prize; the climax that would satisfy both the podcast's listeners and Blaze herself. He had to keep going, had to be the ultimate professional.
Blaze's breath hitched as Tails' rhythm grew more intense, the pleasure building like a crescendo. She felt every inch of him, her inner walls tightening around him, desperately trying to hold onto the feeling of fullness that he was providing. Her body began to tremble, her moans growing louder and more feral. She could feel it, the orgasm approaching like a tidal wave, ready to crash over her at any moment.
And then, just as she was about to peak, she heard him gasp, his voice breaking on a ragged moan. "Oh... oh god... oh f-" He stiffened, his hips bucking as he released himself inside her, his warmth filling her up in a way that was both intimate and overwhelming. She felt his cock pulse, his seed spilling into her as he groaned her name, his eyes squeezed shut in a silent plea for more.
Blaze's own orgasm hit her like a bolt of lightning, a sudden explosion of pleasure that left her trembling. Her pussy clamped down around him, her muscles spasming as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. She cried out, her voice a keening wail that seemed to shake the very walls of the workshop. It was so intense, so powerful, that for a moment she forgot where she was, who she was. She was just a mass of nerves and sensations, a living embodiment of desire and satisfaction.
Tails pulled out with a final groan, his cock still hard and pulsing. He couldn't believe he had just cum inside Blaze the Cat. It was like a dream that had just played out before his very eyes. He shot the last two strands of cum onto her ass, painting her lavender fur with his hot white seed. The sight was incredibly erotic, and he had to force himself to remember that Sticks was still in the room, watching and recording everything.
"You're so hot, Blaze," he murmured, his voice thick with lust. "I mean that in both ways," he added, his eyes flicking down to her tail. The playful double entendre was not lost on Blaze, who chuckled breathlessly.
As the aftershocks of pleasure faded, Blaze pushed herself up onto her elbows, her chest heaving. She looked over her shoulder at Tails, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Thank you, Tails," she purred. "I was pleasantly surprised by you as well." The words hung in the air, charged with the electricity of their shared experience.
But Sticks' mind was elsewhere, her own hand still moving between her legs. She was disappointed the moment had passed so quickly, her body craving the release that had been denied. She bit down on her knuckle to muffle a frustrated whine, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of crimson. Her eyes darted to the clock in the corner, the ticking a stark reminder that time was marching on without her orgasm.
Tails, still breathing heavily, took a moment to appreciate the view. Blaze's pussy was a thing of beauty, but it was her anus now that had him captivated. It was a tight, inviting little hole, surrounded by the same plush, purple fur that covered her sex. It twitched slightly, as if beckoning him closer. He had never been with a cat before, and the thought of exploring every inch of her body was like an itch that he couldn't help but want to scratch.
He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Hey Blaze? Do you let Silver... in your butt?" The question hung in the air, heavy with innuendo. Sticks' hand stilled between her legs, her breath catching at the sudden shift in conversation. She hadn't expected Tails to go there, not so bluntly anyway.
Blaze's smile grew even more sultry, and she looked at him over her shoulder, her eyes half-lidded with desire. "Only if he's a good boy, like you're being," she teased, her voice a low purr. Tails couldn't help but chuckle, the tension breaking like a dam. The podcast was getting raunchier by the minute, and he knew their audience would eat it up.
He leaned down, his cock still wet with Blaze's juices, and gently rubbed the tip against her tight anus. She shivered at the contact, her body instinctively responding to the promise of more pleasure. Sticks' eyes went wide, and she had to bite down harder on her knuckle again to keep from making a sound. The sight was too much, too intense. Being this close to something so private, so intimate, was driving her wild.
Tails pushed in, his cock stretching Blaze's tight ring. She moaned into a couch pillow, the muffled sound like a sweet symphony to his ears. He could feel her body tense around him, her muscles tightening as she adjusted to the new sensation. He pushed in further, his own breath hitching as the heat of her enveloped him. It was like nothing he had ever felt before, the tightness and the warmth, the way she clung to him like a vice.
The first few inches were slow, agonizingly so. He could feel every ridge, every bump, every inch of her as he slid into her depths. Her ass was like a warm, wet fist, gripping him tightly, urging him deeper. He had to bite his lip to keep from gasping, from losing control. This was new territory for him, but he was more than eager to explore it. He watched Sticks from the corner of his eye, her hand moving faster and faster in her shorts, her eyes glued to the spot where their bodies connected.
When he was finally all the way in, Tails paused, savoring the feeling. Blaze's ass was indeed warmer than her pussy, like a warm embrace that promised to never let go. He felt like he could stay buried in here forever, lose himself in the warmth and tightness that was now his for the taking. He began to move again, his hips rolling in a gentle, rhythmic motion that had her moaning into the pillow. He could feel the tension building in her body, the way she pushed back against him with every thrust.
But it was her tail that really caught his eye. It lay between them like a living, breathing entity, the plush purple fur standing on end with every gasp and moan she released. He reached down, wrapping his hand around the base of it, and began to gently stroke it in time with his movements. The effect was immediate. Blaze's body went rigid, her moans turning into full-blown cries of pleasure. Her tail began to vibrate in his grip, the heat of it pulsing in sync with her heartbeat.
Tails' curiosity grew with each twitch and throb. He had always wondered if her tail was as sensitive as Silver claimed. Now, feeling the power of it in his hand, he knew it was true. He began to play with it more, his strokes turning to gentle tugs that had her anus clenching around his cock. Her movements grew more erratic, her hips bucking back to meet his every thrust.
Blaze's eyes were screwed shut, her face a mask of pure ecstasy. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. Her whole body was tense, a bowstring pulled taught and ready to snap. She was so close, so incredibly close, that she could feel the next orgasm building like a storm in her very core. It was like nothing she had ever felt before, a pressure that threatened to consume her, to tear her apart from the inside out.
Her hand moved between her legs, her fingers a blur as they danced over her clit. She was so wet, Tails' cum mixing with her own juices to make a sticky, slick mess. She could feel him moving inside her, his cock sliding in and out of her tight, squeezing asshole, sending waves of pleasure through her body that seemed to resonate with every beat of her heart. Her fingers slipped and slid over her clit, the sensation of his cum adding a new dimension to the pleasure.
She had two fingers into her dripping wet pussy, feeling the remnants of Tails' cum coating her insides. The sensation was intensely arousing, a reminder of the powerful, earth-shattering orgasm she had just experienced. She could feel the sticky warmth of it, a contrast to the coolness of the air in the room. Her body was still trembling with the aftershocks of pleasure, her pussy still pulsing due to his cock that was buried deep in her ass.
Sticks' imagination had never been so vivid. In her mind's eye, she saw herself as Blaze still, her body writhing in ecstasy beneath Tails' strong, skilled hands. His cock was thick and hard inside her, filling her completely. She could feel every inch of him, the way he stretched her ass, the way he made her feel so incredibly alive. It was a heady sensation, one that had her panting and gasping for more.
Her hand moved faster between her legs, her thoughts racing with each stroke. She could feel her orgasm almost there, the pressure growing like a storm in her core. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before, a need so intense that it was almost painful. Her eyes squeezed shut tight, the room around her fading away, leaving only the sounds of their lovemaking to fill her ears.
In Sticks' mind, it was her body that was bent over the couch, her ass in the air, inviting Tails' thick cock. She felt him slide inside her, filling her up in a way that was both terrifying and exhilarating. Her walls stretched to accommodate him, the sensation so new, so intense that she thought she might split in two.
Her movements never slowed, her other hand reaching up to cover her mouth, muffling her cries. She didn't want them to know, didn't want to ruin the moment with her own neediness. But it was too much, the pressure too intense. Her orgasm hit her like a tidal wave, crashing over her with a force that left her trembling and gasping for air. She could feel the warmth spreading through her, her pussy contracting around her fingers as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.
Tails watched with a mix of awe and satisfaction as Blaze came again, her body shuddering beneath him. The sight was incredible, a vision of pure, unbridled passion that had him fighting his own climax. He could feel his balls tighten, the heat in his cock growing more intense with every spasm of her ass. He knew this was it, the need to fill her up with his seed overwhelming him.
He couldn't help but think about what it would be like to have this every day. To come home to Blaze, to feel her warmth, her passion, her tightness... it was a thought that made his cock throb even more. The idea of having a regular partner as amazing as she was made him reconsider his stance of being single. He figured Silver had to be the luckiest guy in the world to have someone like her. To be able to claim her, to have her all to himself, to explore every inch of her body whenever he wanted.
Tails' thoughts were interrupted by his own body's demands. His orgasm crested like a wave, crashing into him with the force of a hurricane. He gripped Blaze's hips tightly, holding her in place as he drove himself deeper, his cock pulsing as he filled her ass with rope after rope of his cum. The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and power that had him seeing stars. He could feel her muscles clenching around him, milking him for every drop as she moaned into the pillow.
He pulled out, his cock glistening with their combined juices. He couldn't help but admire the sight of his cum dripping from her ass, a testament to the intense pleasure they had just shared. It was a moment of pure carnality, a visual representation of the taboo desires they had brought to life in the workshop.
Blaze lay on her stomach, her legs spread slightly apart, her breathing still ragged from the mind-blowing orgasms. She was a vision of sexual satisfaction, her fur sticky with sweat and semen, her body limp from exhaustion. Tails lay down beside her, his own chest heaving with exertion. They didn't say anything, didn't need to. The air was thick with unspoken words, a silent conversation of passion and desire that only they could understand.
Sticks watched them, her hand still buried in her shorts, her own orgasm fading to a dull throb. She felt like she was intruding on something sacred, a moment between lovers that she wasn't meant to see. But she couldn't look away. The sight of them, tangled together, was like a magnet pulling at her very soul.
Blaze turned her head and looked at Tails, her face a picture of contentment and surprise. His chest was rising and falling rapidly with the effort of catching his breath. The words hung in the air like a declaration of war or love. "I... came in your butt," he said, his voice a mix of awe and apology.
The absurdity of the situation hit her all at once, and she couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter. It was the kind of laugh that started in her belly and bubbled up, spilling out of her in a cascade of sweet, musical notes that seemed to fill the room. Tails looked at her, his eyes wide with shock and pleasure, and then he started laughing too, the sound joining hers in a duet of joyous release. It was infectious, the kind of laugh that made you want to laugh along just because it was so pure, so unbridled.
"This is so weird," Blaze gasped between giggles, her body still shaking with the aftermath of her orgasms. "I never thought you and I would do anything like this, ever!" She couldn't believe it. Here she was, with Tails' cum leaking from her ass and his dick still semi-hard beside her, and she was laughing like a schoolgirl. But it was the truth. The thought of them together in such an intimate, sexual way had never even crossed her mind before.
Tails looked down at his cock, a bit of bewilderment in his eyes. He was still hard, still eager for more, despite having just blown his load. "But did you like it?" he asked, his voice a mix of hope and concern. He didn't want to have pushed her too far, didn't want to have crossed any lines.
Without a word, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a kiss that was as fiery as her. It was a kiss that spoke of passion and desire, of a connection that went deeper than mere friendship. It was the kind of kiss that made the air around them crackle with electricity, that left them both breathless and wanting more.
Sticks felt a pang of jealousy as she watched them, but she couldn't deny the excitement that was coursing through her veins. The podcast was turning into something she had never anticipated, something raw and real and utterly addictive. She knew that she couldn't compete with the likes of Blaze, not in terms of experience or confidence. But she also knew that Tails' heart belonged elsewhere.
"Come on," Blaze finally said, her voice still a little shaky from the aftermath of their shared pleasure. "Let's wrap this up." She got up from the couch with a grace that belied the intensity of their encounter, her tail flicking lazily behind her as she stretched out her limbs. Tails watched her, his heart racing and his mind spinning.
They took their places at the podcast table, both still naked, their bodies glowing with the sweat of passion. Sticks tried not to look at Tails' boner as he sat down, but it was difficult to ignore the evidence of his desire. Blaze picked up her phone and quickly tapped out a message, her eyes never leaving Tails' face. When she was done, she placed the phone down with a soft click and looked at Sticks with a knowing smile.
"So Sticks," she began, her voice like honey over gravel. "You wish that was you on the couch with Tails?" Sticks felt a rush of heat to her cheeks, but she met Blaze's gaze with a defiant tilt of her chin.
"W-what?!" she sputtered, feeling like she'd just been caught cheating on a test she didn't know she was taking. Did Blaze have secret psychic powers? Her eyes darted to Tails, who was watching the exchange with a mix of curiosity and concern. "I... I don't know what you're talking about!" she protested, her voice high and unconvincing. But the evidence was written all over her face, in the way she couldn't quite meet anyone's gaze and the tremble in her hands.
Blaze's smile grew wider. "I'm just kidding!" she exclaimed, her laughter a seductive purr. "I was just referencing that question we talked about earlier, you know, about friends with benefits. Nothing more." She leaned back in her chair, her posture relaxed yet confident, her body still radiating the afterglow of their intimate encounter.
Sticks let out a nervous laugh as she felt the heat rushing to her face. "Oh, right," she said weakly, trying to play it cool despite the tumult of emotions churning in her stomach. "The question." She took a deep, shaky breath, her eyes darting from Blaze to Tails and back again. She felt like she was teetering on the edge of a cliff, the wind of their shared secret threatening to push her over.
Tails looked at Sticks. He didn't understand why she was acting so strangely, but he didn't have time to dwell on it. The podcast was their priority, and the audience was waiting for their next words of wisdom. He leaned into his microphone and said, "That was pretty awesome, Blaze. I hope you enjoyed that as much as I did." His voice was steady, a testament to his professionalism despite the personal nature of their earlier encounter.
Blaze chuckled, her eyes still dancing with amusement. "Oh, I did," she purred, her voice dripping with innuendo. "And I'm sure your fans did as well." She winked at the camera, playing up the seductive angle.
Tails took a moment to compose himself before speaking again. "You know, I'm rather jealous of Silver," he admitted, his voice a little hoarse. "He gets to do that with you whenever he wants." It was a bold statement, one that hung in the air like a confession in a steamy sauna. Sticks' ears perked up, the room suddenly feeling a few degrees hotter.
Blaze's eyes twinkled as she replied, "Oh, really?" Her tone was playful, but there was an underlying current of something more serious, a hint of challenge in her voice. "Well, you can tell him that yourself." She leaned back in her chair, her tail swishing back and forth with the rhythm of a cat who knows she's got the upper hand.
And then, the unmistakable sound of a phone ringing. Sticks' eyes went wide as Blaze reached over and picked it up, her movements slow and deliberate. The ringtone was a cheeky little jingle that made them all smile in spite of themselves. She tapped the speaker button and the sound filled the room.
"Hey babe," she said, her voice a purr that made both Tails and Sticks squirm in their seats. "I'm here with Tails and Sticks. You're on speaker."
Silver's voice was like a cool breeze through the suddenly stifling room. "Oh! Hi Tails! Hi Sticks! Big fan of the show! How is it going so far?" His tone was light, unaware of the sexual tension that had just been broken by his call.
"It's going... great," Blaze said, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "We just finished having sex. Tails came in me twice, including my butt." The words were a bomb in the podcast booth, the kind that shattered the silence into a million pieces. Sticks' eyes went wide, and she could feel her face flushing. Tails looked at her with a mix of shock and horror, his mind racing as he tried to come up with a suitable response.
For a moment, there was only the sound of static on the other end of the line. And then, "He what?!" Silver's voice boomed through the speakers, a mix of shock and disbelief.
Tails' heart was racing. "Silver, I swear, I didn't mean anything by it!" he sputtered, his voice high and frantic. "She said you were cool with us doing that kind of thing, as I just couldn't resist-"
But to his surprise, Silver began to laugh, a deep, full-bodied chuckle that resonated through the speaker. "Oh man! That's gonna be so hot to watch! I can't wait for this episode!" His voice was filled with genuine amusement and a hint of envy that was palpable even through the phone. Sticks couldn't believe what she was hearing.
"Dude, you have some issues!" Sticks exclaimed, unable to keep her astonishment to herself. "Your girlfriend just got porked by another guy for the world to see! How are you so cool with that?!" Her voice was incredulous, full of disbelief. She had always considered herself open-minded, but this was pushing the boundaries even for her.
Silver's laughter grew, filling the room with its infectious warmth. "Hey, don't kink shame me!" he said, his voice playful despite the serious undertones. "I like what I like! And if Blaze likes it, I say we're all winners." His words hung in the air, a declaration of his openness and acceptance of the unconventional dynamics of their relationship.
Sticks looked at Tails and Blaze, her mouth agape. "Holy Chaos," she murmured, "I need new friends." But even as she said it, she knew it wasn't entirely true. There was something undeniably exhilarating about being a part of this, something that made her feel alive in a way she never had before. She couldn't deny the thrill of being on the edge of something so wildly different.
Tails swallowed hard, his eyes darting between Blaze and Sticks. "So, uh, Silver," he began, his voice a little shaky. "We're cool?" He was asking for more than just permission to share their intimate moment with the world; he was asking for acceptance, for understanding. He didn't want to lose the friendship they had built over the years, not for a fleeting moment of passion.
Silver's laughter only grew. "Yeah, dude! But you gotta bring me on soon!" He sounded genuinely excited, a disparity to Tails' nervousness. "I mean, if you're okay with it," he added, a hint of playfulness in his tone. "I don't even know if you’re into guys like that, which you’re probably not. You know what, it's fine, you don't have to invite me."
Tails couldn't help but laugh at his honesty. "I don't know if I like guys," he said, his voice shaking with mirth. "But sure, I'll have you on as a guest soon."
It was a joke, but it was one that held a kernel of truth. He had never considered the possibility before, but after the intense experience with Blaze, he realized that perhaps his sexuality was more fluid than he had thought. Or maybe it was just the thrill of the podcast, the excitement of pushing boundaries. Either way, he knew he needed to explore it further.
In the background, they could hear Silver's cheers, the sound of his celebration echoing through the phone's speaker. It was clear he had forgotten they could hear him, his whoops and hollers a cacophony of excitement. Sticks' eyes widened, and she looked at Tails, her eyebrows shooting up in surprise. "Is he for real?" she whispered, not quite able to hide the incredulity in her voice.
Tails nodded, his expression a mix of amusement and relief. "Yeah, he's one of a kind," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the sound of Silver's laughter.
Blaze leaned forward and spoke into the phone. "Silver, honey, we're gonna finish up the show now. I'll see you at home, okay?" Her eyes twinkled with mischief as she added, "And I'll definitely need a bath." She winked at Tails, the meaning behind her words clear. She was going to clean up, but the implication was that she was going to do more than just wash the sweat and cum from her body.
Silver's laughter grew louder. "Oh okay! I'll have the water ready for us- I mean you! Ready for you." His enthusiasm was infectious, and despite the awkwardness of the situation, Tails couldn't help but chuckle. It was clear that Silver was not only okay with their sexual escapade but was also looking forward to enjoying the aftermath.
"Thanks, love you," Blaze said into the phone, her voice a warm caress that had Tails' heart skipping a beat. She hung up and leaned back in her chair, her breasts rising and falling with each deep breath she took. "He's so wonderful," she murmured, a smile playing at the corners of her lips.
Tails nodded, his own smile a little forced. He was still trying to process what had just happened, the weight of their shared secret heavy on his shoulders. "It sounds like it," he said, his voice a little shaky. "Well Blaze, anything else to say before we sign off?"
Blaze looked at him, her eyes sparkling. "Just that I had a great time, and that whichever girl you end up with is going to be very pleased." Her voice was a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down Sticks' spine. The words hung in the air like a promise, a hint of what was to come.
"Golly, what a nice thing to say," Tails murmured, his cheeks a bright shade of red. The innocence of his words was a contrast to the carnality of their recent encounter. He couldn't help but feel a little self-conscious under the weight of Blaze's gaze, but the warmth in her eyes was reassuring.
"Well, that was certainly... something," Sticks said, trying to shake off the awkwardness. "How about our next guest? Is it going to be the infamous Sonic episode?" The question hung in the air like a dangling plot thread, hinting at the scandalous potential of future episodes.
Tails looked at her, his own mood a mix of excitement and trepidation. "It is not," he replied, his voice a playful tease. "Next episode will be Amy Rose!" The words were a surprise, a twist that no one had seen coming. Sticks' eyes went wide, and she could feel her heart racing at the thought of the pink hedgehog joining their podcast. What kind of chaos would she bring into their already steamy mix?
"Why the hell did she agree to come on here?" Sticks exclaimed, her voice a mix of disbelief and curiosity. She knew Amy was Sonic's girlfriend, but she had never imagined that the pink hedgehog would be willing to share such intimate details on a podcast.
Tails chuckled nervously, his mind racing with the potential topics they could cover. "I guess we'll find out next time," he said. The anticipation was palpable as they all knew that with Amy, anything was possible. The podcast had taken a wild turn, and they were all eager to see where it would lead them.
Blaze leaned back in her chair, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Good choice," she murmured to Tails, her voice a seductive purr. "You're going to have fun with her."
Sticks couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of Tails with yet another woman, especially one as close to him as Amy. But she also knew that the podcast was about sharing and exploration, about breaking down barriers and pushing limits. And if that meant hearing about Tails' adventures with other females, then she would have to deal with it. Or did she…
"I'll take your word for it," Tails said into the microphone, his voice a little shaky. "Anybody guess Amy, Sticks?"
Sticks looked at her laptop, her eyes scanning the comments. "Yes, Elhechizero2023, and Anon again," she said, trying to keep her voice steady despite the turmoil of emotions inside her.
"Nice! Congrats to you two, especially Anon with a streak of two, I believe," Tails said into the microphone. He glanced over at Sticks, who was busy typing away at her computer, trying to keep the podcast running smoothly. "Did we come up with a prize for them, Sticks?"
Sticks looked up, her eyes meeting Tails'. "Yeah, about that," she began, her voice a little cooler than usual. "I went back to when we originally proposed this little game, and we stated that anyone who guessed correctly would get a shoutout. That was all. I'm not sure where you got this idea about another prize." She tapped her fingers on the desk, her eyes darting between Tails and Blaze.
Tails looked surprised, his cheeks flushing a deeper shade of red. "Oh, right," he murmured, his voice trailing off. "Well, I feel like we should do something special for our winners, don't you think, Blaze?" He glanced at her, his eyes hopeful, as if seeking her approval for his impromptu idea.
Blaze's smile grew sly. "How about you write their names on a whiteboard that will appear in the background so everyone can see it? You could also write their streak on there," she suggested.
Tails nodded eagerly. "Great idea, Blaze!" he exclaimed. "That way they'll be represented throughout the following episode!" He looked at Sticks, expecting her to jump on board with the plan, but she remained stoic, her eyes glued to the screen. "Sticks, find a whiteboard. We'll have it ready for the Amy one."
"Aye aye, captain," Sticks said, her voice a perfect blend of sarcasm and resignation. She pushed her chair back and stood up, stretching her legs. She had been sitting for too long, and the tension in the room was making her restless. As she walked to the back of the workshop, she couldn't help but feel like she was on the outside looking in.
Tails cleared his throat and began the outro. "Well, folks, that's a wrap for today's episode! A bit of a longer one this time." His voice was a little too cheerful, a contrast to the steamy scene they had just recorded. "We want to give a special thanks to our amazing guest, Blaze the Cat, for sharing her time and... uh... insights with us."
Blaze’s tail swished with satisfaction. "It was a pleasure, Tails," she said. "Be sure to invite me back soon. And don’t forget about Silver!"
Tails nodded, his smile genuine despite his nerves. "I won’t forget about Silver, and we'll definitely have you on again, Blaze," he said. "Your stories are always a hit. Thank you all for tuning in, and remember, if you have any questions for Amy, me, or Sticks, drop them in the comments below! And guess who you think will be our next guest!" His voice grew playful, the tension of the moment dissipating slightly.
"Please write us a review if you enjoyed the show," Tails added, his voice returning to its professional tone. "And as always, we're here to answer your questions and share our experiences, no matter how wild they get. Thanks for tuning in to the TailsTube Podcast! See you next time!"
Sticks emerged from the back, holding a whiteboard with a dramatic flourish. "Here's your damn whiteboard," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she threw it at Tails. He ducked just in time, and the board smacked against the wall with a loud thud.
Notes:
Author's note: Do you mind if these episodes are really long, or should I try to keep them to a certain length? If you could include your opinions with your normal questions/comments/guesses, I'd appreciate it.
Chapter 8: Episode 8 - Amy Rose
Summary:
Whew… where do I even start with this one? Amy and I go way back, and in this episode, we push our friendship to the absolute limit. We take fan questions about her dating history, Sonic’s habits in and out of the bedroom, and who Amy would be with if Sonic wasn’t in the picture. This episode has a unique first in it, and Amy makes sure it’s an experience I’ll never forget. By the end, things are hot, messy, and hilariously awkward... especially when Sticks closes the episode with one final burn that leaves me redder than Amy’s dress. If you’ve been waiting for the moment where things go completely off the rails, this is the episode you don’t want to miss.
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The workshop door swung open, and in breezed Amy, her cheeks rosy with excitement. "Hey, everyone!" she called out, waving.
Tails practically leaped over to hug her, his arms wrapping around her so tight it looked like he was trying to squeeze the life out of her. "Amy!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with joy. "Thank you so much for agreeing to this!"
Amy giggled, patting his back. "Of course, Tails! Anything for my favorite foxboy." She didn't seem to notice the way Sticks' eyes narrowed slightly. She pulled away and took a seat at the podcast table, her tail swishing with excitement.
Sticks forced a smile and walked over, giving her longtime friend a hug. "Hey, Amy," she said, her voice a little strained. She couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she saw the way Tails' eyes lit up at the sight of the pink hedgehog. Inside, she was a maelstrom of emotions, and felt a desperate need to be noticed.
"It's so good to see you too, Sticks!" Amy's voice was bright, oblivious to the storm brewing beneath the surface. She looked around the workshop, her eyes widening at the state of the transformed space. "Wow, you guys have really been busy!"
Tails chuckled nervously as he looked around as well. "Yeah, this podcast has really taken over my workshop, and a lot of my life," he said. "Are you ready to get started?"
Amy nodded eagerly. "Oh, absolutely! I've got so much to share with your audience. They're going to love it!"
Sticks took a deep breath and walked over to the editing booth, the glass door shutting behind her. She looked through the window at Tails and Amy, who were already setting up the microphones and getting comfortable in their seats. Despite the churning emotions in her stomach, she had a job to do, and she was determined to do it well. She flipped a switch and the red 'Recording' light above the podcast table blinked to life.
Tails turned to the camera and gave Sticks a thumbs up, then she nodded in return. She watched as he cleared his throat and began the introduction for the episode, his voice a mix of excitement and nerves.
"Welcome back, everyone, to the TailsTube Podcast!" Tails announced. "I'm your host, Tails, and joining us today is one of my oldest and closest friends, the lovely Amy Rose!"
Amy leaned into her microphone, her voice as cheerful as ever. "Hi there, Tails! And hello to all the lovely listeners out there!" Her giggle was infectious, and Sticks couldn't help but smile despite herself.
Tails grinned back at her, his nerves visibly subsiding. "Thank you so much for agreeing to come on the show today, Amy. We only have two episodes left after this in season one, which I'm very excited for our fans to see!" The enthusiasm in his voice was palpable, and it was clear that he was looking forward to the next installments.
But Sticks was having none of it. "What are you talking about, 'season one'?" she interrupted, her voice a mix of confusion and irritation. She had been editing the podcast from the start, and she had never heard Tails mention anything about seasons before. "Since when was that a thing?"
Tails' eyes widened, and he looked at her with a surprised expression. "Seriously, Sticks? You don't remember?" He leaned back in his chair, his tails swishing. "I've been saying since episode one that the first ten episodes would be considered our first season. It's like, the basic structure of a podcast." His voice was a mix of frustration and incredulity, as if he couldn't believe she had missed something so fundamental.
"No, you have never said that!" she exclaimed. "Chaos, you keep doing this! Thank goodness I'm here, because with the amount of stuff you randomly make up, the viewers would never be able to follow this show!"
Tails' expression shifted from surprise to amusement. "Okay, okay, I might have left out that little detail," he admitted sheepishly, his ears drooping slightly. "Doesn't change the fact that after episode ten, season one is over and we're going to take a little break from the podcast."
"Well, hooray for me!" Sticks said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "I don't have to deal with your shenanigans for... how long is the break?" Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, but there was a hint of relief in her tone. The podcast had been a whirlwind of emotions and sexual tension, and she wasn't sure how much more she could take.
"To be determined," Tails answered with a chuckle, shaking his head slightly as he turned back to his guest. "Now, Amy, sorry about the interruption. Have you had a chance to check out any of our previous episodes? What do you think of the podcast?"
"Well, Tails, I've caught a few episodes, and they're... quite interesting," she said, her voice a playful purr that had both Tails and Sticks leaning in slightly. "But I'm more than happy to dive into the deep end with you two." Her eyes twinkled with mischief, hinting at the wild ride she was about to embark on.
Tails leaned forward, his voice taking on a serious tone. "I think we should address the elephant in the room. You're Sonic's girlfriend, so why did you agree to come on the podcast knowing the... uh, direction we take it?" His question hung in the air, the tension thick enough to slice with a knife.
Amy's smile was as sweet as strawberry syrup as she leaned into the microphone. "Because you reached out to me, simple as that," she said. "You told me you wanted to have me on the episode before Sonic, so I could help you prep for him."
Tails' eyes lit up, and he nodded eagerly. "And I am so grateful for that, Amy," he said, his voice filled with genuine appreciation. "There you have it, folks. The cat is out of the bag; Sonic is going to be our next guest."
Sticks' heart skipped a beat as she heard those words. She knew Tails had been dreading this moment, knowing that the blue hedgehog's presence would only amplify the chaos that was already spiraling out of control. She couldn't deny the thrill that shot through her as she thought of the potential drama that would unfold. "Alright! Finally!" she exclaimed, unable to contain her excitement. "Your day of judgment is nearly at hand!"
Amy's smile grew even brighter. "Hang on a moment," she began, her voice taking on a playful, teasing tone. "That's not the only reason I agreed to do it!" She reached across the table and playfully poked Tails' cheek with her finger. "Maybe I wanted to have a good time with you, Tails."
Tails' cheeks turned a deeper shade of red, and he stuttered, his eyes darting between Sticks and Amy. "W-well, that's... that's... very... friendly of you, Amy," he managed to get out, his voice cracking slightly. Sticks could see the cogs turning in his head as he tried to figure out how to navigate this minefield of sexual tension and friendship dynamics.
She grinned like a cat that had just caught a bird. “Hey, Ames,” she said, her tone dripping with mischief, “did you know our little foxboy here once said on the record that if he could marry anyone, he’d marry you?”
Amy blinked, startled, her hands flying to her mouth. “Wait, what?!” she gasped. Her voice was a mixture of shock and embarrassment, though there was a faint pink blush creeping into her cheeks. “Tails, is that true?”
Tails’ ears flattened as his fur puffed up in panic. “Wha- Sticks!” he sputtered.
“Sorry, but I think she deserves to know, doesn’t she? After all it is public knowledge,” Sticks said innocently, twirling a pen between her fingers while clearly lying through her teeth.
Amy’s expression softened, though her blush deepened. “Tails… did you really say that?”
Tails’ cheeks turned scarlet, his tails swishing nervously as he stammered. “Y-Yeah, but, it wasn’t, like, a thing! I was answering a question! A totally hypothetical one!” He threw a desperate glare in Sticks’ direction. “And someone just had to twist it into something else!”
Amy’s lips curved into a warm, almost tender smile. “Hypothetical or not, that’s… really sweet.” Then her eyes glimmered with playful curiosity. “So, why me, huh? Out of everyone?”
“I… I just…” Tails fumbled for words, his hands shaking slightly. “You’ve always been… um… there for me. You make me feel… safe. And happy. And you’re… you’re you!” His voice cracked, and he groaned, covering his face with both hands. “Ugh, this is so embarrassing.”
Sticks howled with laughter, slapping the desk. “Look at him, all flustered! Oh man, Amy, if you want him to propose right now, just blink twice!”
Amy giggled, and her expression shifted into something more mysterious and full of warmth. Tails knew he had to change the subject now, in case Sonic ever watched this episode. "I know we usually do this at the end," he began, "but did anyone guess Sonic as the next guest?"
Sticks looked at her laptop and said, "Only one. Nexus. He said, quote, 'not much need for guessing, if I counted right, Sally said within five episodes, Amy will make four so I'm pretty confident next is Sonic.'" She couldn't help but smirk at the cleverness.
Tails nodded. "Very perceptive, Nexus!" he exclaimed. "Your name will be added to the board after the episode, and remain there throughout the Sonic one." He gestured to the whiteboard behind him with a flourish, the names of the correct guessers of last episode currently written there.
"Tails, you're gonna like this," Sticks said, as she read from the comments. "This guy also said, 'I found it a bit odd at first that you were bringing Sonic's girlfriend on the episode right before him, but after a bit of thinking I figured it might've been a strategic move, maybe trying to figure out as much as you can before you gotta bite the bullet. Smooth move, your IQ shows once again.'"
Tails laughed nervously. "Well, uh, I guess Nexus is right on the money," he said, his cheeks burning. "We've got some pretty sharp fans out there."
Sticks, unable to resist the opportunity, leaned in with a mischievous grin. "Jeez, save the dick sucking for Sonic," she teased.
Tails' face turned a deep shade of red, and he flustered. "Uh, I, uh… anyway, Amy, what can you tell us about your dynamic with Sonic?"
Amy had been watching the exchange with a knowing smile on her face. "Oh, you know, the usual," she began, her voice as sweet as candy. "Race around the city, save the world, maybe a little smooch here and there."
Tails wasn't satisfied with her evasive answer. "Come on, Amy," he said, his voice a little too eager. "We all know there's much more going on with you two. Give us the explicit details."
Amy bit her lower lip, considering. Then, with a dramatic sigh, she began. "Well, if you really want to know," she said, her voice dropping to a whisper that had Sticks leaning forward in anticipation. "It's like nothing you could ever imagine." She paused for effect, watching as Tails' eyes grew wide with curiosity and Sticks' grip tightened on the editing booth's controls. "He's so fast, so powerful. When he's inside me, it's like I'm being swept away in a tornado of passion."
Her eyes took on a distant, dreamy look as she described their encounters. "The first time we did it, I couldn't believe how gentle he was," she said, her voice filled with wonder. "He was so careful, so attentive to my every need." She paused, her cheeks flushing a deeper shade of pink. "But once he knew I could handle it, oh boy, things got intense." Her tail swished back and forth as she spoke, the tip brushing against her chair with each movement.
"Intense how?" Tails asked, his curiosity piqued. His voice was a little too eager, and he felt his own arousal stirring at the thought of Sonic's legendary speed being applied in such a personal way.
Amy leaned in closer. "Well, let's just say that when Sonic goes all out, he doesn't hold anything back," she said. "He's got stamina for days, and he's not afraid to use every inch of himself." She paused, her breath hitching slightly, as if remembering something particularly steamy. "When he cums, it's like a dam bursting," she added.
Sticks' jaw dropped as she listened to the graphic details spilling out of Amy's mouth. She had never heard her friend talk like this before, and the thought of Sonic being so... so... "skilled" was enough to make her insides quiver. She tried to keep her cool, focusing on the laptop in front of her, but the images playing in her head were anything but professional.
"So, I'm guessing you let him... cum inside you?" Tails' voice was barely above a whisper, his curiosity getting the better of him.
Amy giggled, her cheeks reddening even more. "Oh, Tails, you're so cute when you try to be naughty," she teased. "But yes, we do have our unprotected moments. It's all part of the thrill." She winked at the camera, and Sticks could feel the temperature in the room rise even from inside her booth.
Tails chuckled awkwardly. "Well, that's uh, pretty hot," he admitted, trying to keep the conversation on track. "But, outside of the bedroom, how's Sonic as a boyfriend? Is he a romantic? Does he treat you well?" His voice was a mix of genuine curiosity and a desire to ensure he was treating her properly.
Amy leaned back in her chair. "Sonic is amazing, Tails," she said, her voice filled with affection. "He's not always the best at expressing his feelings, but he tries. And when he does, it's like the sun coming out after a storm." She paused, her eyes misting over slightly. "He's kind, and caring, and... oh, he's just the best."
Tails nodded, his expression understanding. "You've always had feelings for him, Amy," he said, his voice gentle. "And now you're with him. Is it everything you hoped it would be?"
Amy took a deep breath, her eyes shining with emotion. "More than I ever dreamed," she said softly, her voice thick with sincerity. "But it's not all roses and chili dogs, you know. We have our fights, our misunderstandings, just like any couple." She paused, her gaze drifting to Sticks before returning to Tails. "But we always find our way back to each other. And that's what matters."
"Aw, that's sweet," Tails said, his voice filled with empathy. "It's clear that you two have something special." He leaned back in his chair, his tails swishing thoughtfully behind him. "Now, back to the juicy stuff," he said, his grin returning. "Everyone has their own kinks and preferences. How do yours and Sonic's match up?"
Amy giggled, her eyes sparkling. "Well, I can't say that we're completely compatible," she admitted, her cheeks a rosy pink. "But we're pretty close. And when we're not, we're always willing to try new things." She leaned in closer to the microphone, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Like, did you know that Sonic has a thing for... tail play?" Her tail swished with excitement, and Sticks felt a twinge of arousal at the thought of the blue hedgehog's hands on her own tail.
Tails' eyes widened, his cheeks growing redder. "Oh, great," he said. "What exactly does that mean?"
"Let's just say," she began, "that when I'm on all fours, he loves to give my tail a little... nibble." She paused, watching Tails' reaction with a wicked glint in her eye. "And I've discovered that I quite enjoy it too."
Tails' imagination went into overdrive at the thought of Sonic's teeth grazing his own tails. He felt his cheeks heat up and a tingle at the base of his spine as he pictured the hedgehog's gentle touch. His tails fluttered nervously behind him, and he had to consciously resist the urge to reach back and touch them, feeling a sudden sense of vulnerability at the intimate revelation.
He couldn't help but steal a glance at Sticks, who sat at the editing booth with her arms crossed, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "You are so screwed," she murmured under her breath, her lips curling into a knowing smile. Tails felt his heart skip a beat.
"Amy," he began again, his voice a little shakier than usual. "One more question about you and Sonic. Have you guys ever tried... anal?" The words left his mouth before he could fully process them, and the room fell silent for a moment, the only sound the faint buzz of the recording equipment.
Amy's eyes widened slightly, but she didn't miss a beat. "Of course we have!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with a surprising enthusiasm. "It's a whole lot of fun! It feels quite different," she confided, her voice dropping to a whisper. "But depending on the day, sometimes I like it more than the usual."
The words sent a shockwave through the room, and Tails couldn't help but imagine the scene in vivid detail. Amy, her plush pink body spread out before Sonic, her tail waving in the air as he took her from behind. The thought was both thrilling and overwhelming, and he felt his face grow hot with arousal. He had personally wondered about the two of them together, but to hear it from Amy's lips was something else entirely.
But he had to keep his cool, for the sake of the podcast and his friendship with Sonic. He took a deep breath and leaned back in his chair. "You always did have a thing for butts," he quipped, trying to lighten the mood with a playful jab. "Alright, time for the main conversation."
Amy's eyes lit up with laughter. "Tails, you never change," she said, her voice warm with affection.
"Well, I do know you better than most," Tails said, his own smile spreading. "But as you know, Sonic is going to be the next guest. Do you have any issue with that?"
Amy's grin grew wider. "Nope," she said, popping the 'p'. "In fact, I'm looking forward to it. You two together has been one of my fantasies for a long time, although ideally I would be in the middle of it all." Her cheeks flushed even more at the thought.
"A threesome?" Sticks scoffed from the editing booth, her voice dripping with disbelief. "You want a threesome with those dorks?" She couldn't keep the sarcasm out of her voice, but the idea was definitely piquing her interest. The thought of the three of them tangled up in a steamy mess was... intriguing, to say the least.
Amy looked at Sticks. "Why not?" she asked, her voice playfully challenging. "Two handsome boys all to myself? Who wouldn't want that?" She winked at the microphone, and Sticks felt a strange mix of anger and arousal at the thought. She knew she should be more professional, but the conversation was too tempting.
Tails blushed even harder at Amy's words, his tails swishing behind him. "You think I'm handsome?" he asked, his voice quiet. It was clear that despite his bravado, he was not used to receiving such direct compliments.
"Oh, Tails," Amy said, her voice filled with affection. "You're adorable when you blush." She leaned back in her chair and sighed contentedly. "You know I do. I always have," she admitted, her gaze lingering on him a moment too long. Her words sent a shiver down Stick’s spine, and she couldn't help but wonder what kind of history lay between the lines of their friendship.
"So then, what advice can you give me for the episode with Sonic?" Tails asked, trying to get the conversation back on track. He needed to prepare himself for what was to come, in more ways than one.
"Just be yourself, Tails," she said. "You two are closer than anyone else on the planet. He's not going to bite." She winked at him, her playfulness not entirely hidden. "But maybe he will nibble." She giggled at her own joke, and Sticks couldn't help but snicker herself.
Tails swallowed hard, his mind racing with the implications of what could happen during Sonic's episode. "But I have to kiss him!" he exclaimed, his voice sounding horrified. "That's so weird! Not to mention whatever comes after that." The thought of sharing such an intimate moment with his best friend made his heart race in his chest.
"Oh, come on, Tails," Amy said, her voice filled with teasing amusement. "Just relax. If you absolutely have to, just imagine you're with someone else... like me." She leaned in closer to him, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper that made his heart race. "Besides," she added, "from what I hear, you're used to having blue shafts inside you."
Tails' cheeks burned brighter than ever, his eyes darting over to Sticks, who was trying her best to stifle a laugh. "My… toy, is not the same thing!" he protested, his voice squeaking a little. "Plus, I... I can't find it." His tails drooped a little, and he felt a sudden wave of embarrassment wash over him. How had he allowed things to get so out of hand?
Amy's laughter filled the room, the sound as warm and rich as a freshly baked apple pie. "How do you misplace a dildo?" She leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with a wicked glint. "Have you checked your butt? It might be in your butt. Would you like me to check your butt for you?"
Tails sputtered, his face a picture of mortification. "Why do you keep saying 'butt'?" he asked, his voice strained with embarrassment. "And no, you absolutely may not check, because it's not there! I think I would know if it was." He threw a pleading glance at Sticks, hoping she would come to his rescue. "Sticks, have you seen it?"
Sticks couldn't help the smug smirk that tugged at her lips. "Nope," she said, "I haven't seen it. But I'm sure it will turn up when you need it most." She leaned back in her chair, her arms folded over her chest as she watched the exchange with a twinkle in her eye. The thought of Tails being caught with his proverbial tail between his legs was too delicious not to tease him a bit more.
Tails shot her a glare, his cheeks still flushed. "Cute," he muttered under his breath, before turning back to his microphone with a sigh. "Well, I guess we should get into the questions now," he said, trying to regain his composure. "Start us off, Sticks."
"Alright," Sticks said, her smirk not entirely disappearing. "Amy, what are some of your hobbies? Also, after all this time, you're finally with Sonic, but here you are, coming onto this podcast to... get cozy with Tails, and you've had a little too much fun with Blaze when you were tipsy? What gives?" She watched Amy with a curious gaze, her question loaded with both genuine curiosity and a hint of accusation.
"I love singing," Amy began, her voice sweet and melodious, the very essence of innocence, "and I adore crafts. When it comes to love, Sonic has always been my number one. He's the blue streak of lightning in my heart," she said with a fond smile, her eyes misting over slightly at the mention of her hedgehog lover.
"The Blaze thing wasn't planned," Amy said, her voice a blend of remembrance and mischief. "It just kind of happened. And the podcast with Tails is different. It's just me helping a friend out. At the end of the day, Sonic and I always come home to each other, which is what's important."
"He's always considerate of what I want, and he treats me like he loves me," Amy responded to the question, her voice filled with warmth. "And that's everything I've ever wanted from him. Sonic's got his flaws, but when it comes to us, he's all in," she added with a fond smile.
Tails couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at the depth of love and passion in Amy's voice when she talked about Sonic. But he quickly pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the podcast. "That's beautiful, Amy," he said. "I’m happy for you.”
"Amy," Sticks began, her voice a little more serious than before. "How many other girls and guys have you slept with besides Sonic and Blaze? How do you feel about the possibility of Sonic sleeping with the people he's saved? It’s possible that some may have offered themselves to him as a form of gratitude."
Amy's expression grew contemplative. "I dated Sally very briefly, but that's the only other girl. There's just something between me and Blaze," she began, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, "that when the right circumstances happen, we just can't keep our hands off each other. It's like we have this magnetic pull, and when it hits, it's explosive."
She took a deep breath before continuing, her eyes meeting Tails' with a knowing look. "I did have a one night stand with Shadow," she said, her cheeks flushing slightly. "It was during one of those parties we had after a big battle. I was pretty wasted, and it was dark, and I... well, I thought he was Sonic." She giggled nervously, her hands fidgeting in her lap. "It was... fun, but also really embarrassing," she admitted, her voice a little shakier than before. "He and I laugh about it now."
"Sounds like you need to give up drinking," Tails quipped, trying to lighten the mood. His own heart was racing as he thought about the web of relationships and hookups that seemed to be forming around him. It was like he was in the middle of a soap opera, and he wasn't sure anymore if he was the star, or just the awkward sidekick.
"Yeah," Amy said, her voice a little softer now, "you're probably right. And then of course... there was you, Tails."
Sticks' eyes widened as she sat up straight in her chair, the smug expression on her face replaced by one of shock. "W-what do you mean him?" she stuttered, her voice betraying a hint of fear that she had missed something significant.
Tails sighed, his eyes dropping to his tails. "We used to date," he said. "It was a while ago, before either of us had dated before." The room was silent, the air thick with unspoken emotions.
"Oh..." Sticks breathed out the word, her eyes wide with shock. She felt a strange mix of emotions - anger, jealousy, and a hint of sadness. She had always known Tails had crushes on other girls, but to hear this one, another that became more, was like a punch to the gut.
"Yeah," Amy said with a sad smile, "it didn't last too long. We realized we were better as friends." She reached over and gave Tails' hand a comforting squeeze, her touch sending a jolt of electricity through him. "But that doesn't mean we don't still care for each other," she added, her eyes never leaving his.
Tails nodded, his throat feeling tight. "I thought it was pretty good while it lasted," he said. "Some parts were... better than others." He couldn't help but think back to those moments of passion, the way Amy had made him feel seen and desired.
Sticks was clearly not enjoying the trip down memory lane. Her knuckles were white on the edge of her desk, her eyes glued to the floor. Amy noticed, and she felt a twinge of pity for her. It was obvious that Sticks had feelings for Tails, and she had been blissfully unaware of his past with her. The room was thick with unspoken tension, and Amy knew she had to say something to ease the situation.
"It's all ancient history now," she said lightly, giving Tails' hand a final squeeze before pulling away. "What's next, Sticks?"
Sticks took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "What about the part of Sonic sleeping with the people he's saved?"
"The thought has crossed my mind before," she admitted, her voice a mix of amusement and seriousness. "But Sonic has assured me that his heart, and his... other parts," she said with a wink at Tails, "belong only to me. And if I ever find out he's been unfaithful, let's just say he'll be seeing stars." She mimed swinging her hammer with a dramatic flourish, the tension in the room briefly giving way to laughter.
"But in all seriousness," Tails added. "Sonic's a good guy. He's got a strong moral compass. I don't think he'd take advantage of someone like that." He paused, his eyes searching Amy's. "If he ever did, I'd tell you, Amy. I couldn't stand to see you hurt." His voice was earnest, the words coming from a place of genuine friendship and care.
Amy's expression softened at his words, and she nodded. "Thank you, Tails," she said, her voice filled with gratitude. "I know you would." The room felt a little less tense. "So, what's the next question?"
"Tails," Sticks began. "Given how many girls you've slept with, do you see yourself settling with one woman, or are you more like Blaze and Silver, going for the poly life? What's the most romantic thing you've ever done for a girlfriend? And why would you 'never' sleep with Sticks?" She emphasized the last word with a mix of challenge and hurt in her tone.
Tails swallowed hard, his cheeks coloring slightly. He hadn't expected the conversation to turn so personal, especially with Sticks' feelings so clearly on the line. "Well, I used to think that in life you had to pick one person and that was it," he said slowly. "But talking with Blaze last episode made me start thinking differently. What's wrong with being with more than one person if everyone's okay with it?"
"But for now," he continued, his voice growing stronger, "I think I'll start with one. The most romantic thing I've ever done was that vacation with Cosmo we talked about during her episode." He paused, a soft smile playing on his lips as he remembered that night. "But to give you a new story, one Valentine's Day while I was dating Cream, we went all out. We had a fancy candlelit dinner, a walk on the beach under the moon, and finished the night with some... intimacy in front of her fireplace."
He chuckled awkwardly. "It was perfect... until Vanilla walked in on us because Cream was moaning too loud. That was an awkward scene." The room went quiet, and Tails realized he might have just shared too much. He glanced at Sticks, expecting a snappy comeback, but she just sat there, frozen.
Amy's laughter filled the room, breaking the tension. "Oh, Tails," she said, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "You're such a goofball. That's why I could never stay mad at you for long." Her laughter was infectious, and soon Sticks found herself smiling too, the tension easing from her shoulders.
Tails took a deep breath, relieved that the moment had passed without disaster. "Lastly, why would I never sleep with Sticks?" he repeated, his eyes lingering on her. "Well, just look at her."
Sticks bolted out of the editing booth and sprinted after him, her eyes flashing with a mix of embarrassment and anger. Tails' laughter grew louder as he leaped over a pile of spare parts, his tails a blur behind him. "Sticks, come on!" he called out playfully. "It's just a podcast!"
"You take that back!" she screeched, her cheeks as red as a freshly picked tomato. She tackled Tails to the floor, her small frame surprisingly strong.
Amy watched the playful scuffle unfold with a knowing smile, recognizing the underlying tension between Tails and Sticks. "Okay, break it up you two," she called out.
Tails' laughter turned into a grunt as Sticks landed on top of him, her eyes narrowed with mock anger. "I can't believe you said that," she huffed, her cheeks still red. But as she looked down at him, she saw the mischievous glint in his eyes and felt her own anger dissipate.
"I was just kidding, Sticks," he managed to say through his laughs, wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug. "You know I didn't mean it." He held her tight, feeling her warmth and the beat of her heart against his chest. It was comforting, familiar, and yet, something felt new. "Sorry."
Sticks huffed but didn't push away, allowing herself to be held. She was glad no one could see her face right now, because she knew she was blushing so hard it was practically glowing. She felt a mix of embarrassment, anger, and a strange, fluttering feeling in her stomach that she didn't quite know how to identify.
"You better be sorry," she murmured into his chest, her voice muffled. "You'd be lucky if you ever even got a glimpse of this." She emphasized the word 'this' with a thump of her fist against his chest, not quite sure what she was referring to, but it felt good to say it.
Tails' laughter subsided into a chuckle as he rubbed her back soothingly. "Oh yeah, I'm sure," he said with a smirk. Sticks rolled her eyes, but the tension had broken, and she couldn't help but laugh a little too.
They broke apart, both a little out of breath, and she brushed herself off before returning to the editing booth. Her heart was racing. She took a deep breath and tried to focus on her job.
"Alright, let's get back to business," Tails said, sitting down at the podcast table with a grin. "Enjoy the show, Amy?"
"I very much did," Amy said. "I can see why your podcast is so popular. You two are very entertaining together."
"Thanks," Tails said. "We try to keep things... interesting." He shot a look at Sticks, who was busy pretending to be engrossed in her editing equipment.
"Alright, let's get into some real juicy stuff," Sticks said, then cleared her throat and looked up from her screens. "Question for me. In your opinion, which girl do you like the least from this show? Have you had sexual fantasies about Tails?"
She let out a shaky laugh. "Cosmo," she answered. "As a person, I actually think she's great. But for the show, she was just too... too sweet, you know? I can't get off to that." Sticks leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest, her voice betraying a hint of insecurity.
"Sexual fantasies about Tails?" Sticks echoed, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Yeah right. All my fantasies involve Tails... being as far away from me as possible," she quipped, her eyes flicking up to meet Tails' briefly before returning to her editing screens.
Tails just laughed. "Ouch," he said playfully, rubbing his heart. "That's cold, Sticks."
She stuck her tongue out at him, the gesture childish but admittedly undeniably sexy. It was a move that was so unlike her, so uncharacteristically playful and flirty, that Tails couldn't help but feel a stirring in his loins. Her eyes were glued to her screens, but the smug look on her face told him she knew exactly what she had done.
Amy, watching the exchange between Tails and Sticks with a knowing smile, decided to stir the pot a little further. "You know," she began, "sometimes the most unexpected people make for the hottest couples."
"Who said anything about a couple?" Tails and Sticks exclaimed in unison, their protests echoing through the workshop. They both looked at each other, their cheeks betraying their dismissions.
Amy chuckled, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Well, I can see the chemistry from here," she said, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs. "But let's keep the focus on me, shall we?"
Sticks decided to take the conversation in a new direction, one that would surely stir things up even more. "If you say so, Amy," she said. "By any chance, have you and Rouge ever been sexually active with each other?"
"No, we haven't," she replied, her voice a low purr. "But hey, if I came home and she was waiting for me on my bed..." She let the sentence hang in the air, her voice trailing off suggestively. Tails' and Sticks' jaws dropped in unison as they processed her words. The image was so vivid, so scandalous, it was like a bomb had gone off in the otherwise tame workshop.
"You would cheat on Sonic?" Tails' voice cracked with shock, his eyes wide as he stared at Amy. "But you guys are..."
Amy's laughter filled the room, cutting through the shocked silence like a knife. "Oh, no, no, no, silly," she said, waving a dismissive hand. "I'm not one to sneak around. I would ask Sonic first, of course. Communication is key in any relationship, and if he said yes..." Her voice trailed off again, a devilish twinkle in her eye. The room was thick with the unspoken implications of her words, and Sticks couldn't help but feel a mix of jealousy and excitement.
"I'm not sure if you still use them," Sticks spoke up, breaking the silence with a cheeky smile, "but did your tarot cards potentially tell you this was already gonna happen?"
"If I was going to be on this podcast? No, but they do always point to my friendships, so maybe indirectly? It's hard to differentiate between friendships and romance sometimes." Amy looked over at Tails, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper. "But I know that when someone I love needs me, I'll be there for them, no matter what."
Sticks' eyes darted between Tails and Amy, her heart racing as she tried to process the conversation's sudden turn. She read the next question with a dramatic flair, "Tails, why are you so hesitant about sleeping with guys? Is it because you're afraid of losing your dignity or self-esteem? Would you ever go full-on femboy and give up sex with women if it meant you could have a shot with Sonic?"
Tails' cheeks turned a vibrant shade of red, his eyes widening with surprise. "I, um... I don't think that's it," he stammered, trying to find the right words. "It's just something that I haven't done before, and just thinking about it makes me nervous," he finally managed to say.
He tried to ignore the way Sticks' eyes had lit up with excitement at the question. "About the other part..." He paused, choosing his words carefully. "I would go 100% femboy… if it meant I never had to have sex with Sonic."
Amy's laughter filled the room again, a rich, warm sound that made Sticks' chest ache. "Come on, it's not that bad," she said, her voice teasing.
"Of course you wouldn't think so," he retorted, his tone playfully sarcastic.
Sticks leaned forward eagerly. "Oh, here we go," she murmured. She tapped the microphone for effect. "Amy, if you and Sonic had never made it work out, is there any chance you would have ended up with Tails, or was there someone else? How do you feel knowing Sonic's episode is coming up?"
Amy leaned in closer to her microphone, her voice taking on a more serious tone. "You know, if things had turned out differently, I do think Tails makes the most sense for me," she confessed. "There's just this connection we have that I don't get with anyone else, even Sonic sometimes."
She couldn’t help but let out a giggle, the kind that made you feel like you were in on the joke even if you weren’t sure of the punchline. "I am very excited for the Sonic episode," Amy said. "If Tails would allow me, I’d even like to be there to watch in person." She leaned in closer, "But I know it would just make him more nervous."
"You got that right," Tails said, his voice showing his embarrassment. He looked over at Sticks, who was now biting her lower lip. "But let’s not get ahead of ourselves. We still have some podcast to record before we get to that point."
Sticks looked over the remaining questions with a sense of relief. "Oh thank goodness," she sighed, "a wholesome question. What is everyone's favorite type of music?"
"Well, you know me," Tails said with a wink, "I'm all about that punk rock vibe. Currently, my jam is Yellowcard. There's just something about their sound that really gets me going." His eyes closed briefly as he hummed a few bars of Ocean Avenue.
Amy's eyes lit up at the mention of music. "Oh, I love the Goo Goo Dolls!" she exclaimed, bouncing in her seat. "They're so good! I actually got to see them live last week for the first time, and it was amazing!"
She began to sing softly, her voice a sweet serenade that filled the room with warmth and nostalgia. "Oh, May, put your arms around me," Amy crooned, her eyes closing as the melody of the classic song "Slide" wrapped around her like a comforting blanket. "What you feel is what you are, and what you are is beautiful. Oh, May, do you wanna get married? Or run away?"
Tails' eyes widened in amazement. "Wow, I never knew you had such a pretty voice, Amy.”
"Thank you, Tails!" Amy said, her cheeks a pretty shade of pink. She turned her gaze to Sticks, her eyes curious. "What about you, Sticks? What kind of music do you like?"
"I don't really listen to music all that much, but I can vibe with whatever anyone else is playing," Sticks replied with a shrug.
"Alright, final questions," Sticks announced. "Amy, what do you think about Sonic sleeping with other people? Do you accept it? Have you had a threesome before? What's your dirtiest fetish you've ever practiced? Is Sonic still an anal virgin? And is a guy less of a man after losing that virginity?"
Amy's eyes twinkled with amusement at the rapid-fire questions. She leaned back in her chair, her tail flicking idly behind her. "Oh my," she began, a playful smile playing on her lips. "Okay. Sonic will be Sonic," she said with a knowing nod. "I've learned a long time ago that you can't control him. And honestly, I don't think that if he was doing it, he would be doing it to be disrespectful." She paused, her expression growing a little more serious. "He's calmed down a lot since we've become official."
"Never had a threesome before," she added. "But that's because he won't go for it. I say it should be a girl, but he's all 'No, no, no'. Then I suggest a guy, and he's like 'Absolutely not'. Not sure what’s up with that."
"My dirtiest fetish is this right here," Amy said with a wicked grin, slamming a strap-on onto the table with a thud that echoed through the workshop. The sudden sound made both Tails and Sticks jump in their seats, their eyes going wide with shock. The room was filled with a sudden, electric tension as they stared at the sex toy laying there.
"Holy! Did you have that with you the whole time?" Sticks exclaimed, her eyes glued to the strap-on. She had never seen one in person before, and the reality was much more... intimidating than she had imagined.
Amy's laughter filled the room. "Maybe" she teased. "Alright, let's get to the juicy stuff," she leaned in. "Is Sonic an anal virgin?" she pondered, before picking up the strap-on again and slamming it down on the table with a thud that made Sticks' heart jump, giving them both their answer. Tails stared at the plastic toy, imagining Amy thrusting in and out of Sonic with it.
"And to answer the other question," Amy continued, "why would a guy be less of a man for losing that virginity?" She tapped the strap-on with a fingertip, sending a shiver down Sticks' spine. "If Sonic wants it in the ass, I'm more than happy to oblige. I would never think less of a guy after that. If anything, I'd like them more. But that’s just my opinion on the subject."
Tails shifted uncomfortably in his chair, his face a picture of shock and arousal. He hadn't expected the conversation to go in this direction, but he couldn't deny the sudden rush of blood to his crotch as he thought about the implications of what Amy had just said. The image of Amy with a strap-on was something he hadn't ever thought he'd imagine, but now that it was out there, he couldn't unsee it.
"So, uh, why did you bring it here with you?" Sticks asked. She looked from the strap-on to Amy, her eyebrows raised in question. "You could've just told us. I'm sure we would've believed you."
Amy leaned over the table, the strap-on in her hand, and looked Tails right in the eye with a mischievous smile. "Because, my dear Sticks," she said, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper, "I was planning on using it on Tails. Right now."
The room went silent for a beat before Tails erupted in laughter. It was a laugh that seemed to shake the very walls of the workshop, a laugh that was equal parts shock and disbelief. Sticks stared at him, her own smile spreading across her face, unable to believe the absurdity of the situation.
But as the laughter died down, and Amy's expression remained unchanged, a cold realization washed over Tails. She wasn't joking. He felt his heart drop into his stomach, a sudden jolt of panic replacing the warmth that had been there moments ago.
Without a word, he bolted out of his chair, his legs moving faster than he thought possible. He had to get out of there, now. He couldn't... he just couldn't...
"Sticks, stop him!" Amy's playful command echoed through the workshop, and before Tails could even process the words, he heard the unmistakable click of the doors locking in front of him. He spun around to see Sticks sitting in the editing booth, a devilish grin spreading across her face as she pushed a button.
"What the..." he began to protest, his voice trailing off as he tried the handle. The door was indeed locked, the magnetic seal holding firm against his tugging. He turned back to the group, his cheeks flaming red.
Amy's laughter had barely died down when she gracefully slid out of her chair, the strap-on still in her hand, and sauntered over to Tails. She stopped just inches away from him, her eyes gleaming with a mischief that was both thrilling and terrifying. "Take it easy there, Tails," she said, her voice a velvet purr. "You asked for my help, and this is what it looks like."
Tails' eyes darted back and forth between the locked door and the strap-on in Amy's hand, his breathing shallow and rapid. "T-this isn't what I m-meant!." he stuttered, his voice trailing off as she stepped even closer, the warmth of her body pressing against his. "You're gonna... you're gonna..."
Without another word, Amy leaned in and pressed her lips to Tails'. The suddenness of the action took him by surprise, his eyes widening before slowly closing. The kiss was gentle at first, a soft exploration of his lips that sent a wave of calm through him. Her mouth was warm and inviting, a contrast to the cold steel of the door at his back. His body relaxed slightly, the tension in his shoulders melting away as he gave into the moment.
The kiss grew deeper as Amy's hand reached up to cradle his cheek. His own hands found their way to her waist, pulling her closer as he responded with equal passion. He could feel the strap-on pressing against his leg, a reminder of the conversation that had just taken place. But in that moment, all he could focus on was the feel of her lips, the scent of her quills, and the way her body melded into his. It was as if all the words, all the teasing, had built up to this moment of pure, unfiltered connection.
"Trust me, Tails," Amy whispered against his lips. "I love you. You can do this."
Her words seemed to resonate through him, calming the storm of fear and confusion in his mind. He took a deep breath, his eyes opening to meet hers, the mischief in them replaced by something softer, more genuine. He nodded, his grip on her waist tightening slightly as he leaned into her.
"I trust you," he said quietly. "Let's... let's get this over with."
Amy's smile grew, her eyes sparkling with a hint of tenderness. She took his hand and led him over to the couch, where she gently pushed him down onto the soft cushions. She stepped back, her gaze lingering on him for a moment before she began to strip away her own clothes. Each article of clothing fell to the floor with a soft whisper, revealing more and more of her smooth, curvy body.
Sticks watched from the editing booth, her eyes glued to the scene unfolding before her. She felt a strange mix of arousal and anxiety as she took in the sight of Amy's bare skin, her breasts bouncing slightly with each movement. She had never seen her naked before, and it was a sight she hadn't quite prepared herself for. Her heart raced as she reached for the controls, ready to capture every moment of this unexpected turn of events.
Amy's body was a masterpiece of feminine curves and subtle muscle, a testament to the time she had spent keeping herself in shape. Her breasts were fuller, her hips wider, and there was a certain maturity to her that hadn't been there when they were together. Tails couldn't help but stare, his eyes tracing the lines of her body, committing them to memory. He had seen her naked before, but she was different now. She was older, and there was a new confidence to her, a seductive power that he found incredibly alluring.
They were younger then, in the throes of newfound love and lust, exploring each other's bodies in the quiet moments between battles and adventures. But now, as he watched her undress before him, Tails couldn't help but notice the subtle differences that time had brought to Amy's figure. She had filled out in all the right places, her breasts now a full handful that begged for his touch, her hips wider and more inviting. Her skin had the same soft glow, but there was an added richness to it, a testament to the years they had spent apart and the experiences she had gathered along the way.
With a final flourish, Amy dropped her panties to the floor and stepped out of them, standing before him completely naked. "All fours, ass up," she ordered.
Tails felt his cheeks burn as he obeyed Amy's command, his body trembling with embarrassment. He slowly lowered himself onto all fours, his eyes cast down to the floor, unable to meet hers. The coolness of the couch cushions seeped through his fur.
The room was quiet save for the sound of their ragged breathing, the anticipation thick in the air. He could feel Amy's heat as she approached him, her fur brushing against his own. Her breath was warm on his backside, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body as she kissed the small of his back, her lips lingering for a moment before moving lower. He gripped the couch tightly as she kissed along his spine, her mouth making its way down to his tails. She kissed each cheek lightly before her tongue darted out, tracing the sensitive skin around his hole.
The sensation was strange, and yet incredibly arousing. He couldn't believe he was allowing this, but something about the way she touched him, the way she looked at him, made him want to surrender completely. He felt her breath against his opening, a gentle puff of warmth that made his tails twitch. And then her tongue was there, a soft, wet pressure that made his knees buckle.
Amy's tongue circled his asshole, a delicate dance that made him squirm with pleasure. She was gentle to start, exploring him with the care of a lover discovering a new part of his body. His breath hitched as she pushed the tip of her tongue inside, just a little, the sensation overwhelming in its newness. She moaned softly, the vibration resonating through him, making him push back into her, silently begging for more.
And more he got. Amy's tongue grew bolder, her strokes longer and more deliberate, her hands caressing his tails, keeping them out of the way as she pleasured him. Tails' face was a picture of pure ecstasy, his eyes squeezed shut, his cheeks flushed, his mouth slightly open as he panted. His tongue darted out to lick his lips, a silent request for more.
Sticks' eyes were glued to the scene, her own breathing growing heavier as she watched Amy's ministrations. The sight of Tails, usually so composed and put-together, reduced to a trembling mess of need and pleasure was intoxicating. She felt a warmth spread through her, a wetness pooling between her legs as she imagined herself in Amy's place, her own tongue exploring his tight, untouched entrance. She reached down, her hand slipping inside her shorts to touch herself, the sensation of her own wetness making her gasp.
Amy's love for Tails was evident in every stroke of her tongue. It was as if she was worshipping him, every flick and probe a declaration of her affection. He didn't quite know if he could handle it, but he trusted Amy implicitly.
Once she deemed him sufficiently prepared, Amy pulled away, her tongue lingering for a moment before retreating. Tails felt a sudden emptiness, a desperate craving for more of her touch. But she was already backing up, her eyes never leaving his as she reached for the strap-on. The room was heavy with the sound of her buckling the straps, the plastic squeaking against her skin.
When she was done, she picked up a bottle of lube, the clear fluid glistening under the soft glow of the workshop lights. She held it up in a dramatic flourish before flipping it upside down. A thick stream of the gel squirted out, coating the strap-on's length. It was a sight that made Sticks' pulse quicken in her seat, her eyes glued to the shiny, wet toy.
Amy took her time, her hands gliding along the strap-on's shaft, spreading the lube in a sensual rhythm that made Tails' breath hitch. Each stroke was deliberate, teasing, leaving no part of the toy untouched, leaving Sticks and Tails both on edge.
"Okay, Tails," she finally said, her voice low and sultry, "here I come."
The words sent a shiver down his spine, and he couldn't help but look back over his shoulder, his eyes meeting hers. The strap-on looked even more intimidating up close, the wetness glistening in the light as she positioned it behind him. He took a deep breath, his heart racing, and whispered, "just do it."
Amy didn't need to be told twice. With a gentle but firm hand, she guided the tip of the strap-on to Tails' now-wet opening. He felt the coldness of the plastic against his hot skin, and his body tensed involuntarily. He watched as she pushed it in, inch by inch, the pressure building until he felt the toy fill him completely. He gasped, his eyes squeezed shut, as the unfamiliar sensation overwhelmed him.
Amy's hips began to move, her strokes slow and deliberate, giving Tails time to adjust. The sound of her thighs slapping against his filled the room, a rhythmic beat that seemed to resonate through his entire being. His body tensed with each thrust, the sensation making him grit his teeth. Amidst the pain, there was something else, something that felt... good. He could feel the toy filling him up, the stretch of his muscles as they accommodated the unyielding plastic. His cock grew harder, pre-cum dripping and staining the couch cushion beneath him.
Amy reached around his waist with one hand, her other hand still firmly gripping the strap-on's base. She found his cock, her fingers wrapping around the length with a gentle squeeze. Tails let out a low moan as she began to stroke him in time with her thrusts, her hand moving in a slow, steady rhythm that matched the pace of her hips. It was as if she knew exactly what he needed, could read his body's silent cries for more.
Sticks couldn't hold back any longer. She reached into her bag and pulled out a blue dildo, the exact same one Tails had misplaced. The sight of it made her stomach clench with a mix of guilt as well as desire. She had swiped it from his workshop during her last visits, unable to resist the allure of something so personal to him.
Sticks felt the smooth, silicone shaft against her palm. With trembling hands, she lubricated it, the gel warming up almost immediately as she applied it. She took a moment to appreciate the weight of the toy in her hand, the way it curved so elegantly.
Her eyes never left the couple on the couch as she slowly pushed the dildo into herself. She gasped as it filled her, the sensation immediately bringing her closer to the moment. The sight of Tails, vulnerable and open, with Amy's strong, confident figure dominating him, was like a drug she hadn't known she craved. She began to stroke herself in time with Amy's movements, her eyes half-lidded with desire. Her other hand reached up to fondle her breasts, her thumb brushing against her nipples, which had hardened into tight little peaks.
Tails' moans grew louder, the sound slipping from his lips despite his efforts to keep it contained. His body arched back, his hips pushing against the toy, as if begging for more. His breathing grew more ragged, his eyes squeezed shut as he fought against the building tension. It was a delicate balance, the pain and pleasure intermingling, creating a cocktail of sensations that threatened to overwhelm him. He could feel his climax approaching, his muscles tightening around the toy as it slid in and out of him.
And then, without warning, a high-pitched moan slipped from his lips, a sound so feminine and filled with pleasure that it was embarrassing. Sticks' eyes went wide from her position at the editing booth, her hand freezing mid-stroke. She had never heard Tails make a sound like that before. It was a sound that seemed to resonate within her, stirring something primal, something she hadn't even known existed within her.
Amy chuckled, her strokes never faltering. "Oh my gosh, that was so cute, Tails," she said, her voice filled with affection. "You are just so adorable."
Tails' eyes snapped open, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. "I'm not adorable!" he protested, his voice strained with passion. "I'm a... I'm a grown fox!"
Amy chuckled, her strokes growing more forceful. "Of course you are," she said, her voice like honey. "Are you going to cum for me, Mr. Grown Fox?"
Tails bit his lip, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the pressure building. He didn't know how much more he could take, didn't know if he could hold out much longer. "I... yes," he panted, his voice betraying his desperation. "Oh god, I'm so close."
Sticks watched, her heart racing. It was like watching a new side of Tails unravel before her eyes, a side that was incredibly arousing. Her own hand worked faster, her strokes more erratic as she approached her climax. She could feel the wetness coating her thighs, her juices mingling with the scent of the lube and sweat in the room.
Tails' body tensed, his muscles tightening around the strap-on as he let out a guttural moan that seemed to echo through the workshop. His cock twitched, a spurt of cum shooting out and landing on the couch cushion, a stark white against the dark fabric. It was a beautiful, messy moment, one that seemed to encapsulate the raw, unfiltered passion that was building between them.
Amy watched with a mix of awe and satisfaction, her eyes shining with a love that had only grown stronger with each passing moment. She had never seen Tails so undone, so completely lost in the throes of pleasure. It was a side of him she hadn't even known existed, and it was a powerful thing to behold.
As his climax subsided, she gently withdrew the strap-on. Tails' legs trembled, threatening to give way beneath him, but before he could collapse onto the mess of cum beneath, she caught him. With surprising strength, she pulled him back onto her lap, cradling his sweat-slicked body against her chest. She kissed the side of his face, her hand stroking through his damp fur, whispering into his ear.
Sticks watched from her spot, her own hand still wrapped around her dildo, her heart pounding in her chest. The scene had left her feeling both satisfied and unfulfilled. She had never felt so close to Tails, so connected to him, and yet she had never felt more like an outsider. She couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy at the intimacy Amy and Tails shared, the way they looked at each other in that moment.
Amy's voice was soft, a gentle caress against Tails' ear as she whispered, "You okay? How was that?"
Tails leaned into her embrace, his body still quivering with the aftermath of his intense climax. "I... I'm fine," he managed to say. He took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. "It was... different, but good. Really good."
Amy's smile was warm and reassuring. "See?" she said softly, her fingers tracing gentle patterns along his back. "You've got nothing to worry about. It's all about having fun and trying new things. You're going to be fine."
Tails nodded, his face still buried in her chest. He could feel her heartbeat, steady and strong, a rhythm that seemed to be calming his own racing pulse. He looked up at her, his cheeks still flushed with pleasure. "Thank you," he murmured. "For everything."
Amy leaned in and pressed her lips to his in a gentle kiss. "Always," she whispered, the word a promise. It was a simple word, but it held the weight of their shared history, of the love that had brought them to this moment.
The kiss grew deeper, as if trying to bridge the gap that had formed during their years apart. Tails felt himself melting into her embrace, his body responding to the warmth and affection she offered. Their tongues danced together, exploring every corner of each other's mouths as if they were discovering something precious and new. It was a kiss filled with passion and love, a declaration of what had always been but had never been fully realized.
When they finally broke apart, Tails' eyes searched hers. "I owe you one," he whispered. "And I'd like to pay you back now if that's okay."
Amy's eyes widened, a hint of surprise flickering in their depths. "Pay me back, ho-" she began, but was swiftly cut off as Tails pulled her to her feet. He tugged her towards the podcast table, the determination in his eyes unmistakable. She squealed with a mix of surprise and delight as he bent her over the table, her palms flat against the surface, her breath coming in short gasps.
With a gentle touch, he slid the strap-on down her legs., and the toy fell to the floor with a soft thud. His gaze travelled down her body, taking in the flushed skin and the way her legs quivered slightly with anticipation. Then, without warning, his tongue was there, a wet, warm pressure against her anus.
Amy's face went wild with shock and pleasure, her eyes rolling back in her head. Her moans grew louder, filling the room as he explored her with the same enthusiasm she had shown him moments before.
Sticks watched, her heart racing as she realized she had been drawn closer to the edge of the scene, only inches away from them now. The intimacy was palpable, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as she observed the raw passion playing out before her.
Tails' tongue circled Amy's tight hole, the fox's curiosity and desire driving him to push past his own boundaries. With each gasp and whimper from Amy, his confidence grew. He knew she trusted him, and that trust was a powerful aphrodisiac. His saliva mixed with her natural wetness, easing the way for his exploration.
The moment he felt Amy relax, he took the opportunity to push the tip of his cock against her, feeling her tense up again. He held her hips firmly, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he began to thrust gently. The initial resistance was quickly replaced by a warm embrace as she opened up to him. His hips picked up speed, his movements growing more sure with each stroke.
Sticks' hand was a blur on the blue dildo, her eyes locked onto the sight of Tails claiming Amy in such a way. The sight was almost too much to bear, the heat building within her threatening to spill over. She could feel her body begging for release.
Amy's face was a mask of pleasure and surprise, her eyes closed tightly as she took in each thrust from Tails. Her moans grew louder with each movement, her body rocking back to meet him. Tails watched her in the reflection, his eyes hooded with passion, his body moving in a rhythm that seemed to match the pounding of Sticks' own heart.
As the room echoed with their combined moans and gasps, Amy's eyes flickered open, her gaze meeting her own reflection. And there, just beyond the glass of the editing booth, she saw Sticks. Her eyes widened with shock and arousal as she took in the sight of her friend's hand working furiously on the blue dildo, her body writhing with the same passion that filled the room.
She recognized the toy as the one Tails mentioned he couldn't find, and the sight of it being used in such a way by Sticks sent a jolt of electricity through her body. Her moans grew louder, the pleasure amplified by the knowledge that she wasn't the only one being driven wild.
Sticks looked into Amy's eyes as she masturbated, and she could tell that Amy knew. The tension between them grew thicker than the fog of lust that hung in the air. The realization that they had both been watching and participating in their own secret ways was a heady, intoxicating feeling. Sticks felt turned on even more knowing that she had been caught.
Amy's moans grew louder, and Tails' movements grew more urgent. Sticks could feel the orgasm building within her, the pressure growing until she couldn't hold back any longer. With a strangled cry, she came, her body bucking against the blue dildo buried deep within her. Her eyes never left Amy's gaze, which had gone soft and understanding. She knew what her friend was feeling, the same yearning and exclusion that had plagued Sticks since they had started the podcast.
With a deep breath, she focused on her own building pleasure, her hand sliding down to her pussy. The anticipation had been building, each intimate detail they had shared pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Her fingers slid through her slick folds, finding her clit with ease. The sensation was exquisite, sending waves of pleasure through her body that seemed to resonate with Tails' every thrust.
Her movements grew more frantic, her hips rocking back to meet him as her hand worked her clit in tight circles. She could feel her orgasm building, the familiar tightness in her stomach and the tingle that started in her toes. Tails' eyes never left her, watching the play of emotions that danced across her features. He knew she was close, could feel her muscles tightening around him.
With a deep thrust, Amy came, her body spasming with pleasure. She threw her head back as she screamed out her release. The sound was like music to Tails' ears. He could feel his own orgasm rapidly approaching, his cock pulsing with the need to fill her.
Sticks watched as Tails buried himself deep inside Amy, his body tensing with the effort of holding back. She could see that he was close in the way his muscles stood out in stark relief, the sweat glistening on his fur. And when he finally let go, the sound of his release was almost animalistic, a grunt of pure pleasure that seemed to shake the very foundation of the workshop.
Amy's body tensed around him, her muscles contracting in a way that made it clear she was feeling the full force of his climax. Tails' eyes squeezed shut, his tails fluttering erratically as ropes of sperm filled her. The sensation of filling her ass, of being so deeply connected, was like nothing he had ever experienced with her. His orgasm seemed to go on forever, a never-ending cascade of pleasure that left him trembling and weak.
As he slowly pulled out, his penis still pulsing with aftershocks, he couldn't help but admire the way his release glistened on her. It was a messy, beautiful sight, one that made him feel like he had conquered the world. He leaned in and kissed her neck, his tongue flicking out to taste the salt and sweetness of her sweat.
Amy moaned, her body still trembling from the intensity of her own climax. She could feel his warmth leaving her, the emptiness a contrast to the fullness she had just experienced. It was a bittersweet feeling, one that made her want to pull him back in, to never let him go.
But Tails was already speaking, his voice filled with a hint of mischief. "And what did you think of that?" he murmured against her neck, his breath hot and damp.
"I think," she panted, her voice still shaky with pleasure, "that I might have to have a talk with Sonic about a few things."
Tails chuckled, his cock still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm. "Oh?" he said, raising an eyebrow. "What kind of things?"
Amy turned to face him, a mischievous smile playing on her lips. She stood up, her legs a little wobbly. "That's between me and him," she whispered, her eyes gleaming with a hint of something that was both playful and slightly predatory. "But when it concerns you, I promise you'll be the first to hear about it...," she added, "straight from my lips."
Tails felt his cheeks heat up at her words, his blush deepening. He hadn't expected her to be so forward, so... brazen about it all. But he couldn't deny the thrill that shot through him at the thought of being the topic of conversation between Amy and Sonic, especially if it was of a carnally enlightening nature. He leaned in, his own grin mirroring hers, and whispered back, "can't wait."
With a playful growl, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close, his lips crashing into hers in a kiss that was as fierce as it was loving. He felt her respond eagerly, her arms looping around his neck, pulling him closer still. His other hand, not content with just holding her, began to wander down her body, finding its way to the plump curve of her ass. He squeezed it gently, feeling the muscles tense beneath his touch.
Amy gasped into the kiss, the sudden intimacy catching her by surprise, but she didn't pull away. Instead, she reached around to reciprocate, her hand cupping the firm roundness of his ass. She squeezed gently, feeling the muscles tense beneath her touch. Tails' tails swished in response, the tips brushing against her thigh.
Sticks watched them, the scene playing out before her like a silent movie. Her hand was still wrapped around the blue dildo, now sticky with her juices. The sight of their passionate embrace was a potent mix of arousal and pain. She had never felt so included and yet so excluded in her life. Look, but don’t touch. The love between Tails and Amy was a beautiful, raw thing, but it also highlighted the void in her own heart.
With a sigh, she cleared her throat loudly, the sound echoing through the otherwise silent room. "Ahem, podcast to finish here," she called out. "And in case you forgot, lover boy, she's taken."
Tails and Amy broke apart, both looking slightly startled, though the smiles on their faces didn't fade entirely. "Sorry, Sticks," Tails chuckled, his cheeks still flushed. "Guess we got a bit carried away."
Amy took her place at the podcast table, her movements slow, as if savoring the lingering effects of their passionate encounter. "You seem to be in a rush, Sticks," she said. "Are we keeping you from a hot date or something?"
Sticks' cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson, and she hastily corrected her grip on the blue dildo, hiding it behind her back. "As a matter of fact, I do," she said, her voice a little shakier than she had intended. "A very hot date."
Amy's eyes widened, and she leaned in closer. "Oh, really?" she teased, her voice dripping with curiosity. "Who is it? Knuckles? Shadow? Espio?"
Sticks had a playful smirk on her lips. "I'm gonna keep it a surprise," she said, her tone hinting at something juicy. "I don't want to get your hopes up in case it doesn't go well."
Amy's excitement grew, her curiosity piqued. "Oooh, a mystery date," she teased.
Tails' smile faded slightly, his gaze flickering over to Sticks. Jealously coiled in his chest, an unfamiliar feeling that tightened his stomach. He had always considered her one of the guys, a friend he could count on. But now, seeing her in a new light, he realized that she was more than that. She was a woman, desirable and sexually adventurous, and the thought of her with someone else... wait, why did he care?
He forced the feeling aside and turned to face her fully. "Good for you, Sticks," he said, trying to keep his voice light. "If you want to share the details next episode, we'll be all ears."
Sticks' smile grew a little brighter at that, and she gave a dramatic wink. "Perhaps," she responded. "But for now, let's get back to business. We've got a podcast to finish."
Tails chuckled, the sound low and intimate, as he took his place beside Amy. He reached for his microphone, his hand shaking slightly. "Right you are, Sticks," he said, his voice a little rough from his recent exertion.
Sticks smiled suddenly, her grin wide and wolfish, clearly ready to cause trouble. “Sooo…” she began, drawing the word out in a sing-song tone, “how’d it feel, fox boy? Getting pegged by Amy, I mean.”
Tails, who had begun sipping water to calm his nerves, immediately choked and sputtered, his tails flaring out behind him. “S-Sticks!” he yelped, his voice cracking. “Why do you have to put it like that?!”
“Oh, please,” Sticks said with a dismissive wave of her hand, leaning forward with gleaming eyes. “Like everyone wasn’t already thinking it. We’re all dying to know, especially since we know about your precious little Sonic dildo.” She let out a low, cackling laugh. “So tell us, how did Amy measure up? Was it… better? Or are you sticking to trusty blue when you find it?”
Tails groaned, hiding his face in his hands for a moment before peeking through his fingers. His blush was almost glowing, but his voice came out honest despite his embarrassment. “It was… definitely different,” he admitted carefully. “I wasn’t sure what to expect, but it was… more pleasant than I thought it would be.”
Sticks’ jaw dropped, and then she burst out laughing so hard she nearly fell out of her chair. “Pleasant! Oh my Chaos, listen to you! You make it sound like a five-star Yelp review!” She slapped the table, tears of laughter welling in her eyes. “So which one wins, fox boy? Amy or your little blue buddy?”
Tails’ blush deepened to crimson, his tails whipping like a storm behind him. “Sticks!” he barked, flustered beyond belief. “I am not answering that!”
“Ah-ha!” Sticks pointed dramatically, her laughter only growing louder. “That means it’s Amy! Poor blue dildo’s been dethroned!” She leaned back with a wicked grin. “Guess we’ll have to get you a new one… maybe in pink this time. I’ll get Rouge on the phone.”
Tails let out a strangled noise and buried his face on the desk. “I hate you so much right now,” he mumbled, his voice muffled. "Amy, any final words of wisdom for our devoted fans, or any last pieces of advice for me?"
Amy, stopping herself from laughing, leaned in, her breath hot against his ear. "Just remember," she said, "don't let Sonic get to you so much. He's your best friend, and he loves you. If you can handle a little competition, it'll only make things more exciting."
Tails' grip tightened around the microphone, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. "Noted," he said, his voice a mix of amusement and nerves. He took a deep breath and turned to the camera, his voice steadying. "And that, my friends," he announced, "was another steamy episode of the TailsTube Podcast."
He paused, his gaze flickering to Sticks and then back to the viewers. "As we mentioned at the start of our show," he continued, "our next guest will be none other than the blue blur himself, Sonic the Hedgehog. Be sure to get those questions ready for him, and if you have any burning inquiries for us, feel free to toss them into the mix. We're always here to entertain and educate, in the most... fun way possible."
Sticks nodded, a knowing smile playing on her lips. She could feel the excitement in the air, the anticipation of what was to come. The podcast was growing in popularity, and the thought of having Sonic on the show was bound to bring in even more listeners. It was a big deal, one that could potentially change everything.
"Thank you Amy Rose for a great episode. We'd love to have you back anytime," Tails said with a chuckle. Amy just grinned, her eyes sparkling with joy. "Just say the word, Tails," she responded playfully.
"Subscribe to our podcast so you don't miss the next one," Tails exclaimed into the microphone. "Your support means the world to us, and it helps us keep doing what we love!" His tails swished eagerly behind him as he glanced over at Sticks.
"Lastly," Tails added, his voice brimming with excitement, "we've got a little surprise for you all. Our guest after Sonic's episode will be a blast from the past. That's right, we're bringing back a fan favorite from episodes one through nine!" He winked at the camera. "So start placing your bets, folks. Who do you think it'll be?"
"Best of luck on your guesses," Amy chimed in, "and see you next time!" She waved at the camera, her hand lingering in the air as the podcast ended, the room once again falling into a tense silence.
"I hope that was helpful," she said, her voice breaking the silence, her eyes sparkling with a knowing look at Tails.
"You know what?" Tails said, his voice filled with a sudden sureness, "I think it really was! I got this! I'm ready for him!" The confidence in his words was surprising, even to him. He had never felt quite so sure of himself in a romantic or sexual situation before, but the experience with Amy had given him a newfound courage.
Amy looked at him, her expression one of pride. She leaned over and gave him a warm hug. "I'm so happy to hear that," she whispered in his ear. Her words were genuine, a balm to his nerves. It was clear she believed in him, and that was all he needed to believe in himself.
When they pulled apart, she turned to Sticks, her smile still lingering on her lips. "Good luck on your date, Sticks," she called out, her voice filled with a warm sincerity that made Sticks' heart flutter.
Sticks nodded, her cheeks a brilliant shade of red. "Thanks," she called back. She waved awkwardly, the blue dildo still clutched in her hand, hidden away from view, and then took off at a sprint, her tail swishing behind her as she disappeared out the door of the workshop.
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