**The Detention Dare**

I never thought my crush would lead me to detention, but here I was—stuck after school with Molly, the only other senior who got busted for skipping class. She was a curvy fox girl with golden fur and a smirk that could melt steel. And I, Max the wolf, had been staring at her ass in gym class for months.

The room was hot, sticky, and empty except for us. The teacher had stepped out, leaving us with only the hum of the AC and the awkward silence. Then Molly leaned back in her chair, stretched, and let out a slow, bubbly fart right in front of me.

I coughed, surprised. She just giggled.

“Relax, Max,” she purred. “You’ve been drooling over me all semester. Bet you’d love to get a real taste, huh?”

My dick twitched in my pants. Fuck, she was right.

“So, detention’s boring,” Molly said, standing up. She sauntered over to me, her tail flicking, then turned around and slowly lowered herself onto my lap. My face was inches from her plush ass, the fabric of her skirt stretched tight. “You wanna smell me for real?”

I couldn’t even speak. My nose pressed against her, and I inhaled—musky, sweet, warm. My cock was rock-hard.

Molly laughed, grinding back. “Mmm, good boy. Now, open wide.”

Before I could react, she lifted her skirt, revealing her bare pussy and tight little asshole. The scent hit me full force—thick, ripe, feminine. She wiggled, letting out another soft fart right into my face. It was hot, damp, and sent a jolt straight to my cock.

“Fuck, yes,” I groaned.

She lowered herself onto my mouth, her pussy smothering me. I licked eagerly, my tongue diving into her wet folds. Molly moaned, her thighs squeezing my head as her gas built again.

“You like that, don’t you?” she teased. “My nasty little wolf.”

Another fart bubbled out, right onto my tongue. The taste was tangy, musky—perfect. I sucked and licked harder, worshiping her ass while she rocked against me.

“God, your tongue—” she gasped. Then, with a shudder, she clenched and let out a long, wet fart directly into my mouth. I swallowed it greedily, my cock throbbing in my jeans.

Molly reached back, grabbing my hand and shoving it between her legs. “Finger me, Max. Make me cum while you eat my ass.”

I obeyed, sliding two fingers into her dripping pussy. She was so tight, so fucking wet. Her walls pulsed around me as I fucked her with my fingers, my tongue still lapping at her asshole.

“Fuck, yes—” She arched, her whole body tensing. “I’m gonna—”

Another hot fart burst against my lips as she came, her pussy gushing around my fingers. I kept licking, drinking her in until she collapsed against me, panting.

When she finally lifted herself off my face, she turned around, her eyes dark with lust. “Now,” she purred, unzipping my pants and freeing my aching cock. “Let’s see if you can handle round two.”

Detention had never been so fucking good.