Peeping Pups And Dusty Duels [Commission]
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George sighed as a spray of warm water hit his face, the jet soaking into his fur as the young canine's mind wandered. The destination of that wandering was more or less always the same these days. Whenever he had a private moment he'd think back to the brief but explosive encounters he'd been having with a certain matronly rhino these past few weeks.
Just the thought of the voluptuous female was enough to make his cock sneak out of his sheath, and George felt like he could almost hear Kenya's appreciative coo, the almost teasing but unmistakably seductive sound she'd make whenever she saw the effect the sight of her body was having on the collie. God, what a body it was! the canine thought to himself as one paw wrapped itself around his swelling sheath, his cock quickly sliding out against his palm.
As a high-school senior and a track star, George had had his share of girls, but after his first taste of an actual woman he doubted he could ever go back. There was something about the hungry way Kenya would look at him, and the passionate abandon with which she'd pursued her young lover - no inhibitions, no shyness, just the confidence of an experienced female who knows what she wants, and more importantly how to get it.
And then there was her body. George grunted as he tightened his grip on a now erect canine shaft as an image popped into his head of the buxom rhino wrapped up in clothes struggling to contain her lush curves. His paw started pumping once he'd envisioned her out of those clothes, smiling at him as she gave him that hungry look just before walking closer for a feel or a taste of him...
The collie put one hand on the tiled wall, bracing himself as he began to stroke his cock vigorously as his mind replayed scenes from his previous encounters with Kenya. The sight of her heavy yet round breasts as she towered over him, the ease with which her body would eagerly swallow every last inch of his throbbing shaft. A few moments later and the shower was forgotten as the young collie furiously pumped his shaft, eyes shut while he imagined himself knot-deep in the curvy rhino, her flesh rippling and bouncing with every thrust of his hips between her thick thighs.
He could almost hear the creaks and groans of metal that accompanied their vehicular trysts, his hand moving lower to grip his knot as he neared release. The knock on the bathroom door brought him back to reality with whiplash speed, the young canine struggling to keep his balance on the wet tiles as his fantasy dissolved around him, dispelled by his mother's voice.
"Honey, you've got a visitor! Come done when you're finished, okay?"
"Uh, yeah mom. I'm just going to towel off, be down in a sec!" the collie hastily replied as both his shower and his little paw-session were interrupted.
He'd quickly rubbed his fur dry and slipped into a pair of shorts, figuring he'd be decent enough for whoever had come knocking, especially since his shaft had slipped back into its fuzzy sheath. But the moment the collie had reached the bottom of the stairs he felt the canine member throb at the sight of Kenya casually waiting at the door.
The rhino gal's lips curved in a knowing smile as she took in the sight of the under-dressed young canine, especially the boy's wide eyes taking in the sight of her. Kenya, for her part, wasn't showing a lot of skin, having chosen a simple shirt and a pair of jeans before coming over. The reason George's shorts were getting snugger by the second was that the jeans were almost skin tight, leaving little to the imagination, and the shirt wasn't buttoned up all that high, the few buttons fighting desperately to contain the rhino femme's massive chest.
"Surprised to see me?" Kenya asked, arching one brow as she cocked a hip.
"I-I was just in the shower..." George managed to reply, his mind still reeling after the woman he'd been fantasizing about had appeared at his doorstep.
"Mmh, and were you thinking about me while running your hands all over that firm young body?" she asked, her voice pitched low and husky, a tone George hoped hadn't carried to the kitchen where his mom was busy making dinner. "Is that what you have to do when I'm not around to give you a little exercise?"
"I thought your husband would be working a normal shift, so I just took the regular bus home..." George replied after glancing behind him briefly to make sure his mother wasn't close enough to hear.
"He picked up some last-minute overtime, and just when I was hoping to burn off some steam..." she said, her words conjuring an image in George's mind - peering through a steam-fogged window at the sight of Kenya riding her husband's shaft with enough force to make the bus sway and bounce. "And since he can't make it I came around to see if you could help scratch my itch..." she said, running her hands from her wide hips up her sides until she was cupping her heavy teats before dropping them to her sides, her breasts jiggling briefly in their cotton confines as the buttons held on for dear life. She waggled her eyebrows as she glanced behind her, the young canine following her gaze to the by now familiar sight of the Dandelion family minivan, a setting for several of their little encounters.
"You want to test the suspensions again?" George asked, matching her smile as he played the rhino gal's little game.
"Actually, I was thinking we could get some coffee..."
"Coffee?" the collie asked, his ears dropping a little in confusion.
"U-huh. Hot, steamy and stimulating. Want some?"
"You bet!" George replied, doing his best to keep his tail from wagging.
"Good boy. I'll be in the car while you finish getting dressed. You won't keep me waiting, will you?"
As it turned out George didn't, pulling a shirt over his head as he almost ran out the house and into the waiting minivan. Despite Kenya being a professional driver the two seemed to hit every pot-hole and speed bump along the way, and the collie knew she was only doing it to subtly tease him, knowing his eyes would be on her, and that those eyes loved watching her bountiful curves jiggle. Every now and again the rhino femme would gage the effect she was having on him by giving his crotch a brief rub, feeling the hard canine length throbbing under the fabric of his shorts.
It didn't take her long to find a fairly empty parking lot, and even less time for the two to move to the back of the van. After some vigorous but very brief foreplay, George found himself lying on his back, buried all the way inside Kenya's glorious body, feasting his eyes on the sight of her as the silky walls of her sex caressed his steely length.
She was being fairly gentle with him, rising and falling in a slow and steady rhythm that nevertheless sent the van swaying in time to her movements. Squelches joined the vehicle's squeaks as George's swelling knot slipped in and out of her on every stroke, their combined mess soaking the fur of his crotch.
"Mhh, you like that, don't you? You love how my warm pussy is squeezing around that hard, juicy doggy cock..." she husked as she looked down at the captive canine. Despite the warmth he saw in those eyes, the way they looked at him from each side of Kenya's horn made the collie feel like the buxom woman had him in her sights, which was probably true.
He opened his mouth to reply but was interrupted when the rhino femme draped herself over him, her hips never missing a beat as she pressed her massive chest against the young dog's face. With those pillowy teats within reach, George didn't bother with a reply, his open muzzle seeking out a dark-grey nipple with practiced ease as he latched on to the stiff nub. Kenya let out a long, throaty moan of approval as the collie began to attack her nipple with his tongue and lips, pressing his teeth around it just it give it a little pinch.
Kenya couldn't help but think her young lover looked like a greedy infant, suckling deeply on one jiggling breast before switching to the other, her nipples making little popping sounds as they left his muzzle. She could feel his knot swelling within her, signaling the canine's impending climax. She smiled as she realized she must have interrupted whatever he was doing in the shower, pulling off his shaft with a squelch before bringing her hand down between them and grasping the twitching length.
George couldn't help but groan as he felt his knot slip out of Kenya's messy slit despite having inflated fully in the rhino's warm sex. When she felt like it, Kenya could clench up and simulate a tie, but the collie had learned from experience that his cock couldn't swell enough for him to truly knot the motherly amazon.
Seconds later he felt her hand on his dripping length, his eyes glued to the sight of Kenya's bosom jiggling and rippling as she furiously stroked his shaft while he panted into her cleavage. She kept him close to the edge for a while, and when her hand tightened around his knot and began to squeeze, the canine pushed his muzzle between her breasts as he began to spray his seed.
"That's it, lover, let it all out..." Kenya whispered lustily, as she planted little kisses all over the top of the collie's head. "Give me all that hot puppy spunk." She husked into one floppy ear as the young male did just that, his twitching cock releasing a flood of canine seed against the rhino gal's smooth grey skin.
After he was done gushing, Kenya got off him and let him get some air, despite the fact her young lover never seemed to ask for it. After he'd caught his breath she rolled onto her back, effortlessly flipping the dazed canine on top of her. If her pup minded the fact that his fur was soaking up the mess he'd made on her belly he didn't show it, letting out a happy murr as be buried his muzzle back into her chest.
"Hmm, you seem fascinated with my tits. You like my bubble-butt, but you _love_burying your face into my cleavage..." she teased but didn't complain as George lovingly ran his broad canine tongue over her massive mounds.
"I can't help it. I couldn't get them out of my mind since the first time I saw you and your husband rocking the buss together..."
"Oh, so is that it? You liked watching me ride my poor hubby raw, hmm?"
"It's not that... I mean, I don't want to get between you two..."
"Aww, well that's nice. But you still got a little thrill watching me pound my husband's pelvis into the ground, didn't you?" she cooed into one of his ears, and the collie realized she wouldn't let this drop.
"You want to see me in action?" she asked, her voice no longer teasing and playful.
"What do you mean?"
"You know what I mean. Do you want to see how I really fuck? Do you want to watch me let loose and wreck my mate?"
"I thought you were letting lose with me?" George asked, knowing that on several occasions he'd woken up sore all over from the previous day's intimacy with Kenya.
"Mhh sweetie, you know you can make me feel like a woman. I wouldn't be coming back for more if you couldn't. But as fit and strong as you are, if I really pulled out all the stops with you, you'd be back in crutches." She cooed above him, soothing any injury she may have caused to his masculine pride. "But these hips can really bring down a beating, and even my husband is having trouble keeping up with me these days..." she finished, slapping one of her thighs for emphasis. "So, what do you say? Do you want to see me ride a male for all he's worth?"
"Yeah, but if I'm outside peeking in, somebody might spot me and wonder what the show is..."
"Oh no. I want you close enough to hear it, smell it, almost close enough to... touch!" she husked, emphasizing the last word by groping the collie's firm cheeks.
"You sure I'm not going to get caught?"
"Trust me, I'll work something out. Besides, I think I can keep a male's eyes focused on me well enough..." she teased and George could feel a tingle run up his back at the thought of seeing Kenya truly unrestrained.
*******
The sight of the small yellow bus sitting in its lonely corner of the parking lot with a sheet covering the back windows was enough to make George's cock stir to life, and the collie had to keep his hands inconspicuously covering his crotch as he quickly made his way to the vehicle, all the while making sure nobody spotted him.
"Just in time. I was worried you might have had a change of heart..." Kenya called out, but the smile on her face as she eyed the canine's tented crotch told him she never really doubted he'd show up.
"You know, I feel a little guilty making you skip class. I hope your grades won't suffer just because you snuck off to watch a husband and wife get it on for forty minutes?"
"I've got study hall now, so I'll live."
"Good. Then just park your little behind back there..." she said, pointing George towards the middle of the buss where stacks of fluffy white towels were blocking off a section of the seating area.
"Really, a towel fort? You don't think it will look a bit strange?"
"Don't worry, I occasionally do laundry runs in this thing. Besides, my hubby will have more important things on his mind by the time he walks in..." she finished, thrusting her titanic chest out for emphasis. "Now once he gets here, your muzzle stays zipped, understand? Not a peep, squeak or grunt out of you. Remember, the fun part of these little things is almost getting caught."
"Got it. This is going to be amazing, just thinking about it's got my heart pounding!"
"Well, there's going to be plenty of pounding soon. I'll make sure to give you a show you'll never forget..." she added in a sultry tone, the honey-thick voice telling the canine she was thrilled to know she'll have an audience for this one. They didn't wait long before the door opened and the creak of the old Ford told George that Kenya's husband had arrived even before the rhino spoke up.
"Took you long enough..." Kenya spoke up, playfully reprimanding her husband as she posed for him. George had gotten rock hard just watching her strip down to her underwear, and the sight of her bra struggling to contain her prodigious cleavage was having the same effect on the old bull.
"Some kid got sick in the gymnasium, so I got called out. Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long..." he heard Keya's husband reply, knowing from the almost growling sound that had crept into his voice that the rhino must be appreciating the sight in front of him. "What's with the towels, did you invite the whole football team over or something?"
"They're for the cleanup. And after we're done, things are going to be very messy in here..." she said, unclasping her bra and letting her massive breasts bounce free. Even with her back turned to him George could see the sides of those perfect teats as Kenya tossed the undergarment over one shoulder. The huge bra she'd worn landed close enough to him for the dog to read the tag, a lump forming in his throat as his eyes spotted '70HH' on it.
"Well, I have kept you waiting. I suppose if you really want to punish me..." the male rumbled as Kenya put her hands on his shoulders.
The rhino femme didn't bother with tearing his shirt open, instead just grabbing two fistfuls of fabric and ripping the garment clean off her husband's powerful chest, letting the bits of cloth fall to the ground as she pushed the male down onto the mattress. She was a little gentler with the rest of his clothes, figuring he'd need something to wear out, and after a few minutes both of them were buck naked.
George was peeping through the various gaps and cracks of his hiding place, watching as Kenya turned around on top of her husband, her bubbly behind thrust out at the bull's face as she turned her attention to the massive shaft sticking out from between the male's legs. The as impressive as the rhino's cock was, most of it was soon swallowed up by his wife's cleavage, the busty femme wrapping her heavy breasts around the throbbing spire as her hubby let out a muffled groan.
Her eyes found George's and she gave the collie a wicked smile before parting her lips and dragging her long tongue over her man's shaft, toying with the head a little before she opened her mouth wider and took it inside. The young canine was absentmindedly rubbing himself through his pants, his eyes glued to the rhino femme's as she moaned around her husband's length, cheeks dimpling inward as she began to suck the bull off.
The concealed canine was doing his best not to pant at the sight of Kenya's head moving up and down the part of the shaft sticking out from between her glorious cleavage, winking at her hidden lover even as she lavished her attentions on her husband, slurping nosily around his now glistening member while she toyed with the bull's massive sack.
The teen had lost track of time watching the pair, but after a while he saw Kenya's husband pushing her pillowy rear up as he crawled out from under her. The rhino gal remained on all fours, her bubble-butt thrust out eagerly as she kept her eyes locked on George's, daring him to look away as her man got into position behind her.
When the rhino was kneeling facing him, George finally lost his nerve, ducking back behind his cover for fear of being spotted. Kenya's lusty gasp rang out in the confines of the bus and it was only later that the canine realized she'd done it just to get him watching her again. His fear of discovery forgotten, the dog continued peeping just in time to see the bull with one hand on his wife's hip, the other one holding his shaft steady as he fed it into her.
That one glance told the teen his fears had been groundless. The huge male might be facing him, but the canine knew he had better things to look at than the seats in front of him. It didn't take the rhino long to sheathe himself inside his wife, and George's toes curled as he imagined the sight of Kenya's plump lips spreading as they swallowed that monstrous cock. Still, the sight of her face made up for it as she moaned lustily, still staring at him through lidded eyes and making sure her little voyeur got a clear idea of everything going on back there.
The grunting male gave Kenya's pillowy ass a good slap, gripping the lush cheek roughly as his wife let out a slutty moan, all the while looking at her young spectator through long, thick lashes. The massive male was grasping the rhino femme's bubble butt firmly, admiring the way his thick fingers almost sunk into the pliant flesh before beginning to rut his mate.
George felt his cock twitch as the sight of Kenya's face as the entire mammoth length was forced back into her, the buxom female accepting her mate's cock with naked delight as she cried out, and the spying canine wasn't sure if she was doing it to spur on her husband, or to frustrate him. Knowing her, probably both... the teen thought as his member throbbed within the confines of his pants.
Her husband began to rut her without delay, slamming his hips into her curvaceous behind with all the force his muscular frame could put into the wild thrusts. Kenya's face shone with the ecstasy of the vigorous mating, her body rippling with every loud impact of flesh on flesh. The bus began to sway in time to the rutting pair, steel springs protesting noisily and threatening to give out before the rhinos did. George's eyes were almost unblinking, glued to the sight of her as she took what looked like a painful pounding with obvious delight.
Her glorious chest heaved with every stroke, the heavy mounds bouncing wildly as the jack-hammering male continued his assault. Kenya had her back arched and her chest thrust out towards the watching teen, and George was sure that it was only that position that was keeping those ripe teats from brushing the floor.
Fortunately for the collie, Kenya's husband seemed understandably unable to take his eyes of the sight of his wife's slit wrapped around his girthy cock, the squelches his ears picked up telling him it was no doubt a messy but mind-blowing sight. Then again, it might be the the sight of the rhino femme's round ass rippling with every thrust as the smacks brought a blush to the smooth grey skin that held the huge male hypnotized as surely as Kenya's heaving chest held the spectating canine.
The spell holding George still broke briefly as the rutting male lowered himself over his mate and the young dog ducked behind his cover for fear of being spotted. Kenya must have noticed the teen's eyes were no longer on her, and immediately began moaning and panting to get him looking again.
When the collie ventured a peek, he was glad to see the rhino femme still held the entirety of her mate's attention, her husband keeping his muzzle buried in his wife's neck as those massive hands mauled the moaning female's pillowy tits. George swallowed past a lump in his throat when he realized that hands that could hold a basketball as easily as his own could hold a baseball were still having trouble keeping a firm grip on the rhino femme's titanic cleavage.
The male's thrusts were shallower now, and without the loud smacks George's keen ears could pick up every messy squelch of that massive shaft hammering away between Kenya's legs. The rhino femme's eyes twinkled with mischief as they held his, and he knew she was loving doing this in front of an audience by the little winks and the occasional kiss she blew his way.
"Time for me to return the favor..." Kenya panted out, giving the teen an impish look before suddenly straightening up and pushing back. Her husband didn't see it coming and she actually flipped the massive rhino on to his back, the heavy male landing on the mattress with a heavy thud and the screech of tortured metal as the old bus rocked wildly from the impact. "Now let's really put this cock to work, my dear husband..." she said, leaning back on to the shaft that had never left her slit.
She flashed George a wicked smile as she sank back on to her mate's cock, wriggling her flared hips around for a few seconds before she started to rise. As she began to bounce on the throbbing spire, the teen couldn't take any more. He fumbled blindly as he struggled to unzip his pants, unwilling to take his eyes off the rutting pair for even a moment. He clenched his teeth at the same time he gripped his shaft, a squirt of pre shooting from his tapered tip at the sight of Kenya bouncing in her husband's lap.
As she picked up a vigorous rhythm the creaking bus began to sway wildly to the point the collie was wondering if it was possible to get sea-sickness on dry land. It also became clear to him why Kenya had told him she had to hold back when they were together. Her husband was built like a brick house, yet even the massive male was grunting every time those hips came down with a smack of skin on skin, the rhino gal's pace becoming almost furious as she worked herself up, riding her husband for all he was worth.
The air in the bus was growing heavy with the smell of sex, the windows misting up as the skin of the mating rhino's began to shine with persiration. Kenya's shiny breasts were bouncing wildly on her chest as her pace became almost violent. If the collie had not known the two were husband and wife, he might have thought she was raping the poor male, but the rhino made no attempt to stop his wife as her glistening lips slid up and down his throbbing length. He eventually reached out with his hands, cupping his wife's prodigious chest, although this time it seemed less of a dominant yet affectionate gesture, and more like a man holding on for dear life.
"Augh fuck! Kenya, not so hard!" he grunted as his wife's bouncing pushed him to his limit. The rhino femme's response was to disentangle herself and turn around, all the while keeping her bull's cock trapped inside her.
"No - ah! - holding back now, dear! We're just getting started..." she panted out lustily, hands planted on the male's chest as she picked up where she left off.
For a seconds George thought it was an idle boast, but Kenya soon proved him wrong. He stroked his cock furiously as he watched her plump ass ripple with every punishing smack against her husband's body, the bull's engorged cock pumping out gushes of their juices every time it bottomed out inside her, the male's enormous sack glistening as the rutting female on top of him did her best to empty it.
The bus was rocking violently now, and the teen was sure the tires were actually leaving the ground with every bounce. The old Ford was a sturdy transport vehicle and the three of them weren't filling it close to capacity, yet the collie found himself wondering how much more of this punishment the bus could take. The springs were almost whimpering, the steel chassis groaning as the whole thing swayed wildly enough to knock some of the towels hiding the teen over. Not that it bothered him much, knowing that all the rhino was seeing was his wife riding him like some sort of feral beast.
George had managed to rebuild some of his hiding place, all the while staring at the mating pair with disbelief. Kenya's husband was stomping his feet every now and again, and George was sure that at least one of the hits had dented the steel floor. The bouncing female had grabbed the back of one seat and gripped it so hard that half of it broke off, fabric and padding ripping as she tossed it away. Her bull had managed to straighten up long enough to put his lips to one bouncing teat, sucking on it hard enough to make his wife slap one hand against a nearby window. George was amazed the glass didn't break as Kenya's palm slid behind the covering sheet to smear the fog that had misted its surface.
As her husband laid back down she turned around for a second, giving the teen a little wink before giving one of her cheeks a good, hard smack. The fleshy sound rang out over the noise of tortured metal. She raised her arms above her head, letting the wide-eyed canine catch a glimpse of her bouncing breasts even from behind, the soft mounds making a stark contrast to the muscles rippling along her back as she pounded away at the male underneath her.
"Aaahh! Fuck that steamy slit honey! I wanna feel like a woman as you tell me who's in control..."
"Ungh fuck! You are Kenya!" the bull grunted in reply, bucking his hips up to meet his wife's.
"That's - fuck! - right! I own your cock, I own you, and I'm gonna keep riding you until you cum inside me or I snap the axles off on this thing!" she cried out and George didn't doubt for a second she was serious. The violent coupling continued, smacks and grunts filling the moist air until George saw the bull's heavy sack pull up against his body.
"Uhh Kenya! I'm gonna..."
"C'mon baby, cum for me. Give me every hot little drop! Paint my insides with your sticky seed..."
The bull growled as his hands flew up to grope his wife's chest and the collie could see the thick vein running along the underside of his cock swell with the first gush of rhino cum. Either the sensation of her husband letting lose inside her or his hands on her pillowy teats had pushed Kenya over, the rhino femme giving a throaty cry as she rode out both her climax and her man. But neither her orgasm nor her bulls could slow her down, the rhino femme's ass bouncing wildly on her husband's crotch as the cock pulsed and pumped within her.
George watched wide-eyed as the bull continued to breed his wife to the point that cum was gushing past the rhino femme's lips every time Kenya slammed her hips down against him. Ropes of thick rhino cum flew everywhere, making a mess of the male's crotch, thick streaks clinging to Kenya's already glistening cheeks, and if it weren't for the wall of towels George was sure some of it would have reached him.
The pair's energy finally seemed to give out as Kenya draped herself over her abused hubby, pressing her tits against his chest as she pressed her lips to his. While they made out George watched the pearly mess between her legs as the shaft buried between those now rosy lips softened and slid out. A trickle of the thick white goo flowed out the softly moaning female's sex as her mate's head slipped out and a sort of morbid curiosity made the teen check his watch. His eyes went wide again when he realized what seemed like storm-swift session of wild fucking had in fact lasted for well over half an hour!
He hid again as Kenya's husband disentangled himself from his wife's embrace and got dressed. She told him she'd be out a little later once shed cleaned both herself and the bus and sent him off with a peck on the horn. Once he was out of sight, she reclined on the mattress and looked back at George's hiding place, beckoning him with her eyes before she even opened her mouth.
"Now you come here and let me take care of that..." she husked as George left his hiding place, her gaze fixed between the canine's legs.
The teen had actually been so awed by what he'd just seen that he'd stopped stroking himself at some point, and one look at his erect cock made him realize it had remained achingly hard during the pair's performance. He quickly laid himself down beside her, getting comfortable against the curvy rhino femme as her hand tightened around his shaft.
"Well, was seeing that worth the risk of getting caught?" she teased him playfully. The collie's reply turned into a moan before it even left his muzzle as his cock jumped against Kenya's palm, the buxom female settling into a vigorous rhythm as she stroked her young lover off. Every movement of her arm sent her ripe breasts wobbling and the young canine found himself transfixed as he stared at the rippling expanse of feminine flesh.
He felt his face drifting further and further towards the glistening globes until his muzzle was buried between the massive mounds, the collie licking and kissing the cooing woman's cleavage as she sped her stroking up. When that deft hand finally settled on to his swollen knot and began to rhythmically grip the sensitive bulb George let out a muffled cry into the older woman's breast as his cock erupted and sent warm canine seed spraying between them.
"There we go! And the next time I get this doggy-cock in me you're gonna know what it's like to be with a real woman...".
The teen looked up into the rhino femme's face, and the warm but wicked grin gracing it made him wonder just what he'd gotten himself into. Up till now, the only risk he'd envisioned in their little affair was her husband finding out, but after seeing Kenya really let loose, the collie wondered how much of that he'd be able to take before begging her for mercy...
*******
Wet slaps rang out in the tiled bathroom loud enough to be heard over the water spraying from the showerhead above, making the collie worry about just how far the noise was carrying. The motherly rhino his cock was buried in must have sensed his trepidation, thrusting her rear out a little further back and pressing the canine against the wall. Now Gorge had just enough room to give her a good, fast pounding, but not enough to get away.
Not that he really intended to. His mouth was clenched shut to stop groans and yips from leaving his muzzle while he bucked away at the buxom female's slick flesh, his cock making lewd noises as the knot slipped in and out of her plump lips. His arms were wrapped around her chest, with his paws desperately trying to hold on to the rhino gal's massive mammaries, an even bigger challenge now that the two heavy grey teats were soaking wet. Every now and again one perfect mound would bounce free of his grip and even from behind he could see the ripe globe wobbling on Kenya's chest before he once again managed to get a hold of it.
"I -ah!- don't think we should be doing this. Your husband can wake up at any moment..." the collie hissed out through clenched teeth, wincing as his voice still sounded too loud to his sensitive ears.
"Relax, my little puppy. Not even an - ungh! - Earthquake could wake that bull. Saturday's his day for sleeping in, especially after what I did to him on Friday night. One time I rode him until the bed broke and he still didn't wake up. Now stay still for a sec, I wanna try something..."
Kenya easily slipped out of her canine lover's grasp, letting the knotted length slide out of her as she turned to face the teen. The water pouring on them was warm enough to mist the air, but it still felt cool against Gorge's shaft compared to the velvety heat the canine member had just been buried in. He moaned when the same heat enveloped him once again a second later as the curvaceous rhino squatted down a little to let him slip back between her thick thighs.
"Mmh, I love watching your face when you cum..." she cooed, despite the fact that the difference in their height meant the teen's face was once again almost hidden between her pillowy breasts.
George felt himself being pressed against the tiles, the hard surface contrasting quite sharply with the softness of the woman writhing against him. The young dog stood immobile as Kenya began to move her hips, sliding her folds up and down his shaft. Neither of them had a lot of room to move, but the voluptuous rhino was swiveling and grinding as she pumped her trapped lover's cock in and out of her needy slit and it proved enough to get the pair moaning. George was sure the rhino femme had worked herself up to a small orgasm before he suddenly felt her hands moving down until each was easily palming one of his firm cheeks.
"Hold on tight, lover, I wanna try something..." she said and a second later the collie felt her easily lifting him off the ground. He managed to remain inside her as his legs flailed in the air for a second before wrapping themselves firmly around the rhino's motherly hips. After throwing his arms around her neck he was stable enough, blushing as he realized Kenya was effortlessly holding him both against and inside her.
"Ooh, now this is something I've never tried with my husband. Hold on tight puppy, and give momma what she needs..." she said, giving a strange little buck of her hips that bounced the collie a little bit out of her sex, the hands securely gripping his ass quickly pulling him back inside the amazonian MILF.
Very little apart from George's swelling knot was leaving that sloppy slit, but the sensation of those velvety lips slipping over the engorged bulb over and over were more enough for the canine. He found himself burying his face in Kenya's glorious cleavage, her breasts pressed close together by her strong arms but still moving mesmerizingly on her chest with every pump of her hips.
Despite what she'd said about watching his face, the rhino femme didn't seem to mind when it disappeared in her bosom, cooing lovingly as the canine's tongue danced over her pillowy mounds and the crack between them, his muzzle latching every now and again on to a stiff nipple to suckle playfully. He'd managed to keep up his affectionate nuzzling up as long as he could, but after almost fifteen minutes of Kenya fucking herself with him he was panting as his climax approached.
"Mmh, good puppy. Now give momma what she wants..." the rhino femme cooed into his ear, kissing the top of his head as she pressed him against her.
He could feel the warm water soaking into the fur of his back as Kenya's sex engulfed his shaft, her walls squeezing greedily around his swollen knot as Kenya masterfully simulated a tie. The collie forgot to muffle a groan as he felt his sack tense up, his canine cock twitching as it began to pump his load into the cooing rhino's silky tunnel. Kenya brought her muzzle to his, kissing him possessively as he spent himself inside her.
"Mmh, that's the good stuff! But I hope you've saved up some strength. We've got a long day ahead of us." She said, setting George down and letting his still spurting cock pop out of her well-bred slit.
"S-sounds fun..." the canine panted, bracing himself against the wall rather than trusting his shaky legs to hold him up on slippery tiles. "Uh, aren't you going to..." he asked, looking down at the doggy-spunk running down Kenya's thighs.
"Oh, this wasn't about getting clean honey, it was just a bit of fun." She said, wrapping one towel tight around her buxom body. "After all, why bother getting squeaky clean when we're going out to get good'n'dirty?" she said, making sure to put a little extra sway in her hips as she walked out of the bathroom.
*******
George was still wondering what the rhino femme's plan was as she drove them in the Dandelion family minivan. He'd first thought she wanted to get the car bouncing somewhere more-or-less public, but they'd been driving for about twenty minutes and were by now out of Atlanta altogether. She'd turned on to an old dirt road a few minutes ago, and the rough surface combined with the fact that the poor van barely had suspensions at this point meant he at least had something to look at as every bump sent Kenya's flesh jiggling. For her part she basked in the young canine's lusty stare, rubbing his crotch every now and again to check her progress and keep her young lover primed.
"Where are we going, we must have been driving close to half an hour now?"
"You'll see, my love..." Kenya replied in a tone that made it clear they were going to have fun once they got there, but also that she was enjoying keeping her young lover in the dark.
After about ten more minutes they emerged on to a bare patch of dirt overlooking a lake, and George thought for a second they were going skinny-dipping before Kenya parked the van.
"What is this place?" the collie asked as the rhino next to him began to unbutton her shirt, revealing her magnificent chest and telling him in no uncertain way they'd reached their destination.
"This is what we used to call 'Duster Lane'. Sort of our version of Lovers' Lane, but with a bit of a competitive streak. Me and my hubby used to come 'round here all the time, along with a lot of our high-school friends. In fact, the last time we were here was about nine months before I gave birth to my second child." She said with a wink, knowing the collie would be imagining the conception. "Since then there doesn't seem to be a lot of people coming here, at least not to play our little game..." she said, sighing as she unhooked her bra and let her luscious tits bounce free.
"So what was this game about?" the teen asked, his curiosity temporarily overriding his instinct to bury his muzzle in Kenya's inviting cleavage.
"Simple - the one who gets their ride the dirtiest wins. You might have seen the cloud of dust we'd kicked up while coming here, that is unless you were staring at something else..." she said coyly as she squeezed her breasts between her arms for emphasis. "The same powdery dirt is all over this spot, just jumping on it will cover your legs in the stuff."
"Okay, I get how we're supposed to get the van dirty. So are we playing solitaire?"
"Oh no. I expect some stiff competition to join us in a minute or two. But before that, I'm sure I don't need to explain to a young track star like you how important it is to warm up before a competition..." she said, moving to the back of the van where the middle row of seats were pulled out, making it nice and roomy back there.
"Now come here and let me have a taste..." she beckoned and the eager dog rushed to her side.
"So who are we waiting for?"
"Don't worry about that, sweetheart. Just focus on this sexy mama kneeling in front of you, eager for your shaft..." she said, wrapping her heavy mounds around the canine cock for a while before releasing it and brining her muzzle down...
*******
"Right on time!" Kenya exclaimed happily as she let the firm doggy-dig pop out of her mouth. She was draped gently over her young lover, with the collie busily slurping away between her lips while she serviced him.
"What's right on time?" the teen asked, pulling his soaked muzzle from the rhino's dripping sex.
"Not 'what' - 'who'. Big momma bear's here to give us a run for our money..."
George looked confused as Kenya lifted her bubbly behind from his face and slid the door open. The young canine's ears finally focused on a rumble that stopped once another van parked next to them. His first instinct was to hide his nudity, not to mention the glistening shaft sticking out from his crotch, but since Kenya was already standing outside buck naked with her hands planted on her hips, he figured nobody would bother staring at him.
The driver of the '90 Chevy conversion stepped out and George's eyes almost popped out at the sight of the buxom she-bear grinning from ear to ear as her eyes fell on the rhino femme standing in front of her in her birthday suit. The grizzly gal sported a thick braid of black hair, but more to the point curves that seemed to make her an even match for Kenya. And while the rhino femme's smooth skin seemed to accentuate her nudity, the she-bear's thick brown coat looked tantalizingly soft. The female's flared hips swung with every step she took and those fluffy melons seemed ready to burst out of a tank-top stretched to the breaking point over the woman's bouncing chest.
"Getting a head start, I see. Long time no see girlfriend!" the fuzzy female cried out, giving the naked rhino a literal bear hug and a kiss on the lips that despite being quick put a bit of emphasis on the 'girlfriend' part. "Ooh, I see you've brought the new friend you'd been bragging about to have a go at our old pastime..." she said, her gaze shifting to the young canine kneeling in the van's doorway, eyes wide as he took in the sight of those two titanic bosom's pressed together as the two women embraced.
"Great to see you too Linda. I wish I could have brought my hubby 'round, but I guess he's feeling his age a little."
"Well if it's not working out between you two you're always welcome to join us. Me and my man definitely have room for one more, if you catch my drift..." the she-bear said, waggling her eyebrows in case Kenya missed the subtle offer.
"I appreciate the offer, but he can still preform his marital duties just fine. And for fun and games I have this young pup here. Linda, this is George. George - Linda. She was my sweetheart back in high school, and the one who first brought me here our senior year..." she said and the teen forgot his manners, just gazing wide-eyed at the pair as a vision of the two motherly females as lovers back in their teens took root in his blood-starved brain. For her part Linda didn't seem to mind, answering his unsubtle stare with a downright shameful ogling.
"Mmh, quite a handsome hunk of a pup you've got there..." she cooed as her gaze trailed along the collie's trim body, resting a little just as she got past the belt-line. "You sure he can handle what's coming?" she asked, lifting her gaze back up and giving the teen a wink.
"Oh after all the stress-testing he's been through I'm sure he'll be fine, right sweetie?"
"I guess..." the canine replied, giving an honest if not very confident answer. From where he was standing, it was starting to look like he'd have to handle both of these two at the same time.
"Well, hopefully my hubby still has it in him to keep up with a young man in his prime..." Linda said and George let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding in what was either a sigh of relief or disappointment. "It's been a while since we've done this, so shall we say first one who gets their windows dusted-over wins?"
"All right, let's get them rattlin'..." Kenya replied, winking at her friend before turning around to rejoin her young lover in the van. The door of the Chevy slid open and before the rhino femme blocked his view George spotted a massive bear, the barrel-chested male stroking his shaft as his eyes slid from his wife to the rhino. Once Linda got in she closed the door behind her. Their windows weren't tinted, and were instead blocked by curtains that the she-bear made sure to pull aside, smiling back at the pair before disappearing from view.
"Ready to show them who can rock the van the hardest?" Kenya asked, leaning down and squeezing her teats between her arms to get the teen in a competitive mood.
"Well it's hardly my first race..." George replied with a grin as the rhino femme straddled him.
"Yes, well it might be more helpful to think of this as a marathon..." she replied even as she lowered her hips, smoothly sheathing his shaft all the way into her dripping honeypot.
*******
It was only ten minutes later but the two vans were already screeching and bouncing hard enough to lift a cloud of dust over the area. Kenya was riding her pup reverse-cow girl, hands planted on the ceiling above her to keep her head from smacking into it as she worked her hips savagely on top of the young canine. Her tits clapped together as they bounced on her heaving chest, little drops of sweat flying from stiff nipples as she bucked against the teen bellow her.
George was grunting and screaming out her name whenever he caught sufficient breath, his fingers digging into Kenya's pillowy ass as those lush cheeks were slammed against him again and again. From her vantage point the rhino gal could see through the windows of the other van, and was intently watching Linda as she rode her husband. The she-bears fluffy breasts spun in little circles on her chest as she bounced on her ursine lover, and Kenya's memory could provide her with a clear image of just what the bear was seeing - a gorgeous round ass covered in the thickest, softest fur bouncing like crazy with every slam of her hips, the stubby little tail at the top of it wiggling adorably as Linda worked herself up.
She saw her husband's paws come up and grab her chest, the massive hands failing to fully cup the she-bear's watermelon sized tits. Linda nevertheless seemed to appreciate the attempt, rutting her husband with such vigor that Kenya could tell their rear tires were leaving the ground with every bounce.
Not wanting to fall behind, Kenya ramped up her thrusts, slamming her hips down on her doggie lover as both the canine and the van groaned out from the sheer force. She could feel his knot swelling up, the hard bulb feeling delicious as it slipped in and out past her dripping lips, bumping against her sex when she lowered herself before stretching her out just right as it slipped in and again when it was tugged out. She felt the boy under her sit up and throw his arms up around her pillowy chest, the teen's cock twitching inside her in that tell-tale way that warned the rhino femme he was close.
"That's it Georgie baby, give it to mommy! Mmh, give me a big one honey..." she moaned out, throwing oil on the collie's fire as her own climax approached.
"Ooh fuck Kenya, your pussy feels so tight... so hot!" the teen almost growled out as his fingers dug into Kenya's pillowy flesh.
"Only for you baby, my -mhh!- sweet pup!" she moaned loudly as the canine cock began to spray it's seed within her.
She rode her young lover through their orgasms, the knot slurping messily as it slipped in and out of her sex. They both took a few seconds to catch their breath, with Kenya continuing to grind her messy slit against the collie's soaked crotch. She was glad to notice that even though his knot had went down a little his cock remained hard and thick within her, her pup eager for another ride. Well, looks like you can run a marathon after all...
*******
The contest had been going on for close to an hour and despite the sunny day the little overlook was covered in a dense fog that had almost swallowed up the two vehicles. The vans were showing the beating they'd taken, with Kenya's listing to one side after one of the rear tires gave out, and the rear bumper of Linda's laying in the dirt where it had fallen. But the brutal competition was nearing its end, with both vans' windows now being almost entirely dusted-over.
Linda was on all fours, tongue lolling from her mouth as the she-bear moaned in delight while her husband pounded away at her fluffy rear. The huge grizzly bred his mate with jack-hammer thrusts with his body draped over hers, lovingly groping her breasts as the bounced in his grip.
Kenya had turned around at some point and was cradling her young lover's head against her bosom as the collie suckled, licked, kissed and panted into the glorious expanse of feminine flesh. All the while the rhino kept slamming and grinding her hips against him, the cries of the rutting pair along with the wet sounds of their coupling failing to drown out the creaks and squeals of straining steel.
"Oh God Kenya!" George cried out as he felt another climax approach, ignorant of the near identical cry coming from the bear in the neighboring van.
Both vehicles were filled with intense moans, grunts, the sound of flesh on flesh and the wet, messy noises of a lovemaking session that had been raging for almost an hour. There was a final build up as both pairs worked themselves to their peaks, their combined screams as well as the moans and coos that followed, signaling the end of the contest.
After the door of their van swung open, framing a grinning and panting Linda, George's nose was assaulted by the dust cloud they'd all made, the dry powdery air contrasting sharply against the moist atmosphere inside the van, laced heavily with the scent of fresh perspiration as well as more intimate aromas. He saw that the ursine couple's van was covered in dust, but the fact that he couldn't see a thing though their windows told him theirs must be just as messy.
"Well, I guess we can call this a draw..." Linda said, panting as she took in the sight of the two vehicles.
"Yeah, none of us here really looks like a loser. Except the vans..."
"Good thing you brought your toolbox, huh honey?" Linda's husband asked, nuzzling the she-bears neck.
"Oh hush, you big lug! Go sit down and watch your wife work..." she threw back with a grin.
"Either way sweetie, this was a blast! We should get together like this more often." Kenya said as she eyed the pearly mess quickly soaking into the fur covering the insides of the she-bear's thighs.
"Definitely! I wish you could get your hubby out here, for old times' sake..."
Kenya smiled, looking down at her current lover and noticing the eyes of the head she was holding to her chest were firmly shut. "It'd be nice, but I doubt it. Anyway I've got my sleeping beauty here to make up for it." She said, sighing as she felt the teen's softening shaft slip out of her well-bred sex, followed by a trickle of canine cum.
"I'll say. Maybe we could do the old switcheroo, like we did with our husbands? You think your young pup would get a thrill out of having a big, fierce grizzly-bear take him for the ride of his life?" Linda asked, grinning as she ogled the sleeping collie. "You'd like that, right dear?" she said, addressing the bear who'd cuddled up behind her as her hand sought out his softening cock.
"Well, if you two think the boy can handle you..." the grizzly growled affectionately into one of his wife's little round ears.
"We'll see... For now this growing boy needs his rest." she answered, lovingly kissing the top of the teen's head as he nuzzled up into her cleavage.