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A quick pervy fic for my friend Veklov

Max grinned ear-to-ear, heart pounding in the wolf's chest with excitement and trepidation. He couldn't believe his luck. Managing to score a date with his crush, River!

He couldn't help but drink in the sight of her as they walked through a lonesome back street. An autumn evening was rolling in, the sky painted crimson by the setting sun while he admired the lovely Ewe with a swell of excitement and anxiety.

She was taller than him by half a foot, her body athletic and defined as the school's top athlete. Yet she was curvaceous, easily drawing the eyes of anyone she walked by with her gentle and open sway wherever she went. Her fluffy E-cup breasts held in a tight bra that seemed to struggle with its generous contents yet never spill or falter.

She was a Bighorn Sheep, covered in an illustrious golden blonde wool and a fluffy wreathe of silver fur around her collar and down the crease of her chest. She had the signature curved horns of her species, curling back in a greater and more imposing crown than any of the males in school. Yet, it only flattered her look. Giving River an air of power and authority all her own. And he, for all the cliches and racial remarks, was a Grey Wolf madly in love with her since freshman year.

She was outgoing, cheerful, and just the right amount of tomboy to be in with all the guys and girls. Everything about her, from the way she dressed so casually, to her open and confident sashay through the school halls was hypnotic. The social opposite of himself.

He wasn't exactly unpopular, but he was a bit of a loner. Perhaps it was just something instinctual. But he made by with only 2 or 3 close friends through the entire school. Always a wolf marching to the beat of his own drum, spending more time outside or up to some eccentric project than whatever was the latest fad. His only real social life was the #1 swimmer in practice and #2 in track and field. River never attended swimming classes, though with all that wool who could blame her. She would sink like the worlds sexiest rock. But he saw his dream girl every day on track, it was his sole reason for starting in the first place.

So, imagine his surprise when she accepted his offer for a date! He knew he had to bite the bullet or regret it for his whole life. He practically blurted it out as they ran track, and nearly tripped when she didn't even hesitate to say yes.

Max reached towards the sky, both arms stretching outward as he heaved a groan. On their way home that Friday evening after spending hours in the local theater. "Jeeze, that was corny" he sighed, his arms draping behind his head. The gentle dusk and creeping autumn night growing deeper as light posts flickered on along the streets with a dull pop and thrum.

"I dunno, I kind of liked it. The actors seemed to know how bad the writing was and just owned it" River giggled, walking alongside him in a casual stride while she enjoyed the subtle beauty of the growing twilight. She looked towards the city center as things gradually wound down and businesses shuttered. It was the last year of high school. They would have to leave their sleepy hometown soon. A thought that gave her a looming sensation of uncertain dread.

"Yeah true" Max sighed, drawing her from the creeping worry. "The acting was pretty great. But c'mon. The butler? If he was the werewolf, how did he even maul himself at the beginning?" he scoffed, shaking his head. "Well, they implied he had a twin at the end" she shrugged with a smile before they paused hearing a rumbling overhead. Speckles of water began to lightly tap and splat around them while a cold wind buffeted the pair.

"Oh no..." Max quickly gripped her hand as he tried to rush down the lonesome street leading to his house. A freak storm was approaching, and they had minutes to spare.

The darkness grew more intense and ominous. A thick sheet of blackened cloud rolling in and rapidly smothering what light of the evening remained. Neither had noticed the weather in time while they spoke about the corny but popular Halloween spook flick "Werewolves of our lives".

The pair were suddenly caught in the surprise downpour, the crashing of thunder making them wince as they rushed for shelter through a curtain of chilling rain.

Their salvation was a large glass bus stop. Max pulling them in as loud fans thrummed overhead and blew warm air over the drenched shivering pair. He grabbed a large transparent horizontal shutter, grunting as he tugged it closed. "Hrrgh. No!" A loud scraping noise and thunk could be heard as it began to resist, grinding to a halt just a half-foot from the other side. Due to clumsy or careless design it couldn't close fully, allowing a cold breeze to pour in and speckles of rain to torment them from the howling storm outside.

"Jammed, t-typical" Max stuttered, shivering with a deep heaving breath as River sat on the bench in their little enclosed space with arms folded. They were soaked to the bone, halogen bulbs overhead offering crisp light as they dripped and shivered in their 12x7 island of safety.

"Brr...What is this anyway?" she asked, looking around the fancy little enclosed shelter they found themselves in. Consistent light, large smooth bench, small heater fans from below and above and a shutter to protect against the elements. Kind of.

"O-oh it's some sort of prototype bus stop the city made for a humanitarian project or something" Max muttered, rubbing his arms and sitting down as another wind crept in and chill bit into his damp fur. "I think there's a couple more on other back streets, but it's too far to my house and no busses run at this hour...No one does"

"It's so cold..." she closed her eyes, keeping close to a vent as the water and wind sapped their warmth. They wouldn't last like this, both in light casual clothing and drenched on a late autumn night on the cusp of winter.

Max gave a nod, looking over her as his heart sank. His crush looking drenched and miserable as she sat huddled by the nearest vent and gave him a mutual glance. "We need to get dry asap" he thought and shivered, looking over their thin sopping school uniforms. They would need to shuck off the wet layers..._ "A hard sell, but_- "

"We should...probably strip" River stated firmly, swallowing as she took a slow breath.

"Whu?" Max paused, feeling his mind short-circuit as she beat him to the punch. Both rapidly blushing as a sliver of relief filled his cheeks.

"C'mon. You do swim team, and we do track. You know you can't keep damp clothing on in the cold. If we want the heaters to work, we need to...well" she trembled and shrugged, the hesitation and fear clear on her face. And yet, he could almost see some resignation, some sort of mix of sadness, excitement, and amused relief in her gentle expression.

"You're right" he swallowed; thankful she was the one to propose the idea. She was a smart girl, great at decisive action like a real leader. It was one of the things he adored about her and brought warmth to his chilled insides. Her sharp mind brought a smile to his face, yet it sank just as quickly with the guilt she would have to expose herself to him like this. No passion or romance, they were just cold as hell...

"I'll uh, I'll go first" rubbing his arms as he smiled through a paled blush. "It's the least I could do" already pulling himself up as he stifled a hiss feeling the cold clothing drag across his fur once more.

"T-that'll take too long you dork" River snickered, her soft smile returning as he offered to do the gentlemanly thing for her. It was sweet if a bit silly. But her smile couldn't last. Not with the cold, and not with her 'little' secret. "Better he finds out now I guess..." She resigned with a growing pit of dejection and disappointment.

She unbuttoned her blouse, letting the moist fabric pull from her damp woolly fur as she sighed and shuddered. Already there was a mild relief, her impressive bust almost free from the oppressive chill. The pressure of her lovely mounds squeezed some of the moisture from her bra before she looked to Max expectantly. She wasn't about to let him freeze for chivalry.

He gave her a nod, looking to her chest as he felt a surging warmth of his own. He took a slow breath to calm the weighty mix of excitement and anxiety. He couldn't mess this up, not this this. "Cmon. Stay down, man." Hoping the light scolding would keep his canine prick in check. He popped the buttons on his dress shirt one by one, slowly revealing his firm chest and belly to her. He heard a giggle, River watching him strip as she gave a playful shivering whistle of encouragement.

He couldn't help but smile, her playful attitude helping blunt his hesitation. Giving a sigh, he tried to look as 'sexy' as he could while freezing to the bone. Slowly he peeled the fabric from his arms, exposing more and more by the second as he gave a sway of his hips and flick of his damp bushy tail. Her gentle laughter gave him all the warmth he needed, playfully humming cheesy porno music as he shucked off his shirt and made for his pants.

She wasted no time in matching him, tossing off her undershirt, stockings and shoes as vents bathed her in warmth. A relief Max was no doubt feeling as well as she loved the little show he was giving her. "Damn, that's so sweet. And really hot~" her cheeks rosy as she looked over his athletic but slender figure. Her palm sneaking gentle rubs across her crotch while she stripped off what layers she was willing.

The buttons popped on his dress pants, shimmying down his legs and exposing his tightening boxers. He took a slow breath. He was excited, even with the cruel wet autumn chill he was at half-chub, a tent in his wet crotch as he tugged one foot out of the legging and then the other before kicking the garment towards a vent. There was no hiding his shame now, not that she seemed to mind what he was pitching.

Her eyes hung on his bulge. He was above average, with 8-inches of red rocket and the oranges to juice. But her affixed stare made him uneasy. She...certainly didn't seem disapproving, looking to her heavy blush as she drank in the contours of his package~ He folded his arms behind his back, flexing, posing, waving his hips, and feeling her gaze travel over him as if by touch. The thrill of her roving eyes coursed through his warming body as he displayed teen bod.

River loved it, the view, his sexy little strip show. A heated breath escaped her lips as her tail flicked and wriggled. She'd never had someone do this for her, so tantalizing and bold. He looked fantastic, and part of her was all too aware. "Hnah~" adjusting herself slightly as blood began to flow aggressively to her groin. She felt the hard flex, the pulse giving her nethers all the all the excessive heat they could ever need. Gods what she would do to be able to openly please herself to this.

His ear twitched as he heard the light strain of thread, she flinched and tensed as he paused from her sudden reaction. "Oh no! Please hold, not here. Not like this!" she winced, eyes widening in panic.

She'd gotten too comfortable! She shouldn't have indulged in that sexy teen strip show. "Hrgh" a light throb and gentle spark of pleasure made her shudder while her loins ached, and hands rushed to cover her damp skirt. She could feel the rush of hormones hitting her, rapidly warming her body as an unwelcome excitement swelled.

It drew her attention from him only for a moment. His damp canine musk teasing her nostrils as her mouth watered and chest thumped. Just the right mix of must, moisture and hints of pre and sweat to make her body shiver. It was only adding to her own growing shame as she openly gazed at his masked teen erection with increasing interest. Forced to all but peel her eyes from his sexy canine physique as she swallowed a nervous lump in her throat.

_"He just HAD to be my exact type, didn't he...?" _

"Is uh, everything alright?" Max asked, spotting her clear discomfort as her hands nervously cupped her lap and groin while she stifled a groan. Was she still cold? Remembering her smile, playful attitude, and the fixation she had on him stripping. It had boosted his confidence, but she was still wearing the heaviest (or at least wettest) of her gear while he had given her a show. She sat there the whole time freezing in her heavy knee-length blue skirt and bra just to humor him...

She seemed nervous, gazing at his masked member and his concerned expression before she heaved a sigh and relaxed back against the panels. Her abdomen was flexing, tensing, like something was periodically throbbing and trying to escape from her as she felt the gentle flow of a different and much warmer moisture.

She could do just with the skirt, right? A little relief would make it possible to control! So long as there's no further stimulation.

She heard the slight rustle as she turned her gaze to him, just as he pulled against the seam of his boxers and let his own plump red cock flop out. A spur of the moment decision as he shucked his underwear and any remaining shame to spare her own. Tossing his underwear onto the bench and freeing the boys if his naked honesty would help her with her own.

There was a creak of fabric as she gazed at his wholly exposed frame and impressive member, a body honed by his hiking and swimming to have a fine and athletic figure without the extra bulk. His most intimate scent teased at her nostrils. The heavy dampness mingling with his canine musk. His plump nuts and semi-flaccid dick bouncing just a few feet from her face as she stared stock still.

"Hngh!" she gasped and tensed, feeling the sudden rush and warmth inside her. Building in her loins as the aggressive flex of her muscle announced aggressive another snap of thread. Her heart dropped, she felt the pulses of pleasure and warmth in her loin and knew it was too late. Another groan of fabric and her glowing blush as she watched his expression sink before she could reel in her body's impulses.

He frowned, lowering his tail as he covered his maleness with his hands and reached for his damp drawers. "S-sorry! I uh. Kinda thought if there was no shame between us!" he sputtered at her very clear discomfort. "Y-you looked cold wearing all that sso-"

"No *ngh* Max..." lowering her head and heaving a sigh. "It's not you. It really isn't" as she laid back against the bench and took slow controlled breathes to calm the rising flame within her. She swallowed; eyes closed as she accepted fate. "Here, why not...do the same for me~?" trying to put on a flirty tone as she spread her legs and swallowed the lump in her throat. If only he knew how exact those words truly were.

"You mean-!"

"Yeah, please hurry" her tone rushed, heavy with equal arousal and anticipation.

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He kneeled between her legs in an instant. Looking up with wide and eager eyes. Unsure from her mixed messaging, but hopeful as only a virgin teen could truly be. Seeing his crush in this angle and crisp light, feeling her warmth, and sampling her heavily perfumed scent with something intense and deliciously appealing lingering underneath. It only seemed to push him deeper into what he admired about her body. All the while she gave him a gentle and insistent smile.

With a slow breath he rubbed her thighs, trailing to the seam as she trembled with anticipation. Something flexed and bulged under the fabric, making her thighs stiffen as she stifled a groan and spread a bit wider.

He paused, whatever had shifted had to be some fabric or a trick of the light. She seemed normal again, waiting. With a gentle tug he unbuttoned and pulled at the skirt. The thick fabric trailing down her legs as he exposed her gentle thighs and hips. "Leather?". Her skirt was at her feet, kicked to the side as he looked over the large black leather and silk undergarment. Several visible clasps and an excess of silk covering her thighs and lower abdomen as if it was trying to contain a dangerous animal. Her scent was richer now, more feminine and undoubtedly caprine. But there was something else, something familiar. Visceral and kind of...exciting~

"Is this a chastity belt!?" Max shouted out loud before he could catch himself. He was wide-eyed as he looked over the unusually large and complex piece of ebony gear seemingly trying to keep the devil inside her. No wonder she wore such large skirts, this would show through anything else.

"*snrk* pff, ahahahah!" River snorted with laughter; her concern blown away by his expression as she draped a hand on her snout to calm herself. All her intense fear and shame gone, for the moment at least. She couldn't help but bleat and giggle from his reaction as her crotch throbbed with excitement and hips shuddered.

Max paused, looking up to the giggling beauty as she slowly calmed and rested back against the bench. Feeling a bit better, a bit bolder, as she sighed with a reserved smile and blushed. She noticed his boxers nearby, the dusky cum and sweat stains on the crotch as she nibbled her lower lip and seized the fabric.

"Not quite" she mused, reaching downward to gently unclasp several buckles. Each light pop seemingly letting something press harder against her loosening garb as he watched with a heavy dose of confusion and intrigue. Her scent was growing heavier, more intense and earthen, as the gear and trapped heat pulled from her damp fur and crotch.

"Nhh" River gave a grunt, plucking the last clasp as she looked down to the boy between her legs. She pulled his boxers to her snout, taking a long drag of his canine pheromones and fluids as her body strained aggressively against the oppressive strap. The sharp scent of a predator did something to her, flipped a switch as the thrill and arousal tingled down her spine. She pulled the gear away with a flourish. A sudden wet slap as Max yelped and River heaved a sigh of relief. A few gentle splats and grunts hung between them while she covered her snout and inadvertently drummed her hidden secret on his face.

"Uh...I. Woah. You" Max muttered, unable to pull his eyes away from exactly what had slapped his snout and now hung towering over him before resting against his cheek and shoulder. "Have a cock...yeah" she closed her eyes and sighed, bracing herself for his anger. Her only chance to savor her crush seemingly with his discarded boxers as her veiny pulsing beast of a dick drooled over him with ever drag of his scent.

She closed her eyes awaiting his response, his disgust, his rage...

"That's..." he stared at her throbbing Ramrod steaming in the cool air, with gentle pulses and flexes to the drum of her heart. The masking perfume from before was gone. Outmatched and overpowered now by her raw heat and musk. His sensitive nose almost burned from the density of her pheromones; the heat of her maleness draped against him as it did things to his body. It was intense, a mouth-watering and smothering salt of bitter masculine rut and sweat. The rugged stench of an overly potent and virile Ram, mixed with the gentle undertone and flowery sweetness of a fertile Ewe.

She was intoxicating, the mix of her dual gender as Max felt a gentle wave of warmth and faintness from the punch to his senses. "Mnh. Hh. Ah" His heartbeat heavy in his chest as he drifted his nose closer to the glistening sweaty flesh and took another enticing breath, feeling his body shudder as she saturated his sinuses and flavored her heady sex on the back of his tongue.

"So. Fucking hot~!" he husked, almost a growl as his hands moved on their own. He gripped the underside of her enormous slickened cockmeat, her shame that had marinated in her jockstrap for a day, as his hand glided along the underside feeling the friction of every bulging vein and ridge of flesh. He began to gingerly stroke her pride, listening to his buried instinct marvelling at such a potent and wonderfully unnatural breeder.

"Hee!!" River squeaked with a high-pitched bleat, eyes shooting wide open as she arched her back and groaned with the sudden stimulation before looking downward in shock. "Y-you touched-!" she stuttered, gasping as she bit her lip and squeezed the bench with a hand before letting out another moan of bliss.

It was so unreal. Feeling someone else touch it, touch her! It felt so good, so different from doing it herself as his hand wandered up and down her filthy cock meat. "Ahhn~ I-I can't believe. Why!" she trembled. Max was touching her, rubbing her cock and taking gentle sniffs of her pungent musk. She could practically feel the short-circuit in her hormone-addled mind, couldn't move, paralyzed by the sight, the sensation, as her breath grew ragged from shock and excitement.

Max smiled, blushing hard, feeling calm yet intensely aroused as she sung to him in sweet gasps and cute grunted bleats. The tension in her thighs as his hand squeezed her base, rubbed the folded skin of her sheathe and trailed upwards with the fluids. All signs he recognized too well. She was enjoying his handiwork while he examined and massaged her fat pulsing member.

Yeah, maybe he should have been disturbed or something. Surprised at least. He considered himself straight, hadn't really shown any interest in other guys. But it was still River, it was her exotic scent smeared into his snout and making him dizzy. Her sweet moans for more. River's cock <3

He lifted her slick tool, gingerly rubbing with a hand as his other trailed her thigh. Her dick was unreal, 18-inches at least and thicker than his forearm. Several pronounced veins pulsed and throbbed, pumping blood and steaming with gentle beads of sweat. His fingers rubbed her slick perspiration and drooling pre cum back into the hefty pink cockmeat with every loving stroke from tip-to-hilt.

Her penis was humanoid, a smooth and pale, her foreskin thick and leathery as it pulled back with his stroking and her growing lust. The already impressive girth thickened towards the base before resting above a plump sheathe, giving her a truly perverse and exotic breeding tool.

River's orbs were easily as impressive as the organ above them, huge wooly coconuts damp with sweat and tight against her generous sack. She had the lemon-shaped testes of her species, the thickened veins at the bottom of her orbs bulging outward from the base of her scrotum to help pump out greater quantities of sperm. Each nut was firm and dense, heavy with who knows how much pent-up need as they clenched and churned under his gentle touch. Her rugged musk filling his lungs as he blushed and admired her endowment. No doubt her boys would hang low and sway pendulously if she was allowed to let them out in public.

River was dumbstruck, experiencing acceptance for her freakish biology. The monster dick she had held in contempt for so long. That she was forced to contain with a reinforced jock strap since she was able to walk. It had been so much harder lately, her Rut was nearly at its peak in the fall, so many classmates she wanted to go wild on as she aggressively denied herself pleasure. "W-why you?" she shivered and squeezed his cloth to her face, hoping to hide her tears and confused excitement.

His hand cupped a hefty nut, feeling her abundant sack sink around his palm as her heavy teste throbbed in his palm. "Well," he smiled, "I guess a dick is normally weird, yeah. But..." trailing a finger upward as he rubbed along her foreskin and slid his digit inside to feel the warm juicy squish of her condensed fluids. Wet and slick as he pulled it back to free her steamy flesh and heady musk while the slow ooze of arousal trailed down her towering shaft. Man, he was really working someone's cock. But it wasn't just anyone's, was it~?

"Nothing I haven't seen in the locker rooms. Right? It's not weird to me" he smiled and chuckled, "Not on you at least" a light hum in his tone as he looked into her eyes. Past her immense looming member throbbing in his grip and assaulting his senses. "This is River's cock. Rivers balls. That makes it feel...pretty right!"

River ticked, a sniffle as she trembled. Wetness at the corners of her eyes as she stifled another groan of pleasure. She struggled to swallow, hearing his words as she drew the heaviest breath she could. It was hard to open herself up, not after she had been guarded for so long. She was at war with herself, afraid of the hope and joy even as she struggled to not roll her eyes upward and hump like an animal into Max's grip.

"I'm" she swallowed "Not...gross?" Even she could smell how muggy her scent was right now, how wet and sweaty she was down there from trapping her junk all day. She had to be staining his nostrils, even she could taste her taint with every huff and pant. "How could any guy..."

True, she was slick with sweat...really slick. Max gazed to the discarded jockstrap nearby, the dark stains of perspiration and cum on her leather brace and ball bra as he took a slow breath and rubbed his palms along the towering girl dick in front of him. Her smothering musk in the air could compete with a gym locker room. A pungent tang of her eager sheep sex coating his throat as his mouth watered. How long had she been wearing that thing?

"Gross? Nah<3 It's really warm though" he chuckled, rubbing over the swollen glans with his palm as she let out a light feminine baa of pleasure. A thickened glob of her pre seed pooled at her swelling urethra as he pulled back. Her arousal jiggling and oozing from her cum slit and down her dripping tool. The gob glistening in the pure light as he watched every moment with a heavy admiring blush. Holy hell were her moans cute. Every beautiful bleat and squeak made his own shaft ache as he made his crush sing through the gentle worship of her imposing and intoxicating package.

His touch was electric, whether it was the cold, the excitement, or the embrace of another person. It had never been so intense for River; masturbating would never satisfy her again if he kept it up. She was locked onto the scene below her. The sight of a boy rubbing her cock. His palm cupping and massaging her dense nuts as he admired the heft and firmness like a ripe fruit. "H-ngh" She grunted, watched mesmerized as he pleased her, squeezing her firming dick in his grip as she groaned in delight and finally began to relax with a euphoric quiver.

"Oh gods, this is actually happening", Thick dollops of pre were being milked from her. Her massive nuts flexing with each stroke to push out a gentle drool of her sticky lust as he kneaded her immense cock.

"Taste it" she husked with a growl, a moment of weakness and need. Demanding. Trembling with pleasure as her arousal peaked.

"Hmm?" Max perked, looking to her half-lidded expression as she gripped his shoulder, pulling him against her steamy tool as she nibbled her lip with need. The wet plap of his snout against her girl cock as she felt the pull of passion and instinct, of a dominant Ram eager to sate their repressed rut. His acceptance, his touch and his own obvious aching dick. It was shattering her fragile barriers and restraint.

"I-I want you. To taste it" she growled deeper, blushing as she loosened her grip on his shoulder. "Er-I. I mean, if that's cool with-EYAH!?" she stiffened as his tongue graced the underside of her plump crown. Her horny wolf digging his tasting muscle into her foreskin as she shuddered and quivered with delight.

"O-oh god, you're actually. Uurgh!" she grunted, rigid as she watched him pull back with strings of her pre and dick sweat on his tongue as he stirred the flavor in his maw and swallowed. Sharply bitter, a bit salty and tart...but appetizing~

She had locked her grip in reflex, but he dove back in on his own. His long thick canid tongue pressing under her wet dribbling cock as he savoured her virile sex. Her reactions and overwhelming balm goaded him onward, dragging his tongue along her throbbing shaft and flicking the glans and corona before pulling her loose foreskin into his mouth. A playful suckle while she threw her head back with a loud unrestrained moan.

"M-MAX!" she cried out, unable to stop her hips from jutting out excitedly as she pumped and thrust until she prodded the back of his throat. He was getting hot, his own member aching as she ground her shaft into his tongue as poured dribbles of salty pre into his throat. She was so thick she barely fit into his muzzle. Every taste staining his senses as his breath poured over her salty pulsing tool while his own dribbled in his lap. He was hot for a fat nasty sheep cock, cleaning her sex, savouring and worshiping the powerful endowment of his long-held crush. Her sweet moans, her grip on him and the heavy taste of her beastly member.

He managed to pull her from his maw as his tongue probed and scrubbed her aching prick. The thought sent shivers down his spine, the sweet, twisted taboo. He was licking someone's dick, exploring the crease of her nuts with his curious tongue and sucking on the damp wool. It was River's dick. And it felt so deliciously right, so natural for this sheep to catch the wolf instead.

There's was no going back for either of them now as their hormones drove them forward like a drug.

"Max" she whimpered trembling as he began to rub her again, to explore and milk her cock as squirts of pre splattered over his snout in regular streams. The pounding storm outside drowned out by her moans and his own hot breathes as he pecked a kiss on her swollen urethra and felt the warm ooze of her fluids matting his fur.

"How did you hide this thing? It's huge!" he chuckled, rubbing her member against his cheek affectionately and lapping up her constant streams of lust while she rocked her hips. He pulled back with strings of her fluids clinging to him, licking his chops as he pumped her meat to milk out more excess and slather back into the veiny flesh.

"Practice" she giggled, biting her lip at the sight and sensation between her legs and she heaved a pant of bliss. Gods, she was starting to really feel it. The pressure in her core as her balls began to churn and bloat. "I still can't believe you're touching it" a sigh of sheepish bliss as her hand squeezed his shoulder and tried to lead his eager lips back to her tip. "I can't believe you...like it! <3" It was still so hard to believe someone could truly find her freakish cock attractive, just the thought of it hit her deep, filled her with joy and staggering arousal. Even for her own species it was beyond huge and freakish. Let alone on a little Ewe that was packing a dick bigger than her father's by the time she hit grade school.

"Mmm, I want to do a lot more than touch it" he purred, a deep scarlet blush as he parted his lips and allowed her to slide her tip back into his eager muzzle with gentle bobs and sucks. "Gods, Max. I-I don't know how long I can control myself if you keep doing this" her warning in a gentle and aggressive hiss and whimper as she jerked her hips. Fucking his face again as he stirred her cockmeat on his tongue and popped off to feel her paint his chest and season him in her mark.

"I...I kind of feel the same way~" he smiled, newfound instincts and feelings making him feel so meek, so happy and loving of his mate. He found his nose in her sack, rubbing into the crease of her balls as he lapped at her jewels, sucking on the loose skin and pulling back with a light kissing pop as she gasped. Warmth poured over his head, more of her thick excessive precum soaking into his hair and running down his scalp as he trailed his tongue along the base of her member and ground his nose into her damp sweaty muff to drown his senses and indulge in the raw visceral sex. His body was directing him now, instinct telling him how to work her shaft and savor his mate. She was truly special, more precious than her golden fleece. He worked himself to her swollen glans a final time, the fat head of her cock soon meeting his lips as he suckled and collected her flowing lust.

She groaned, her hand gripping the back of his head as she squeezed a fistful of hair trying to hold onto any restraint she had left. He rubbed her quaking arm, squeezing back as with his quiet permission as she pulled him downward to feed him her pulsing breeder. He relaxed, blushing as he took a slow breath and let her do as she wished, what they both desired.

She was huge. He could barely open his mouth enough to take her. Her glans once again audibly popping past his lips as they both let out a grunt and shudder. Hot streams of warm salty girl cum soaked the back of his throat as he swallowed, savouring the overpowering flavor as River pressed deeper into the moist welcoming warmth.

"Mng, mnnh..." A light gurgled grunt as Max tensed. Her plump mushroom pressed against his throat, her hips pumping, gyrating as she ground her member desperately. He tensed, his reflex making him wince and frantically swallow through the constant rush of warm pre. He parsed his breathes, the dense fragrance of her potent sex filling his lungs as he groaned with a euphoric daze and felt the pre percolate in his throat. He felt so hot. Her massive dick was plugging his mouth and gushing fluids down his throat, and he'd never been so hard <3

His hands roamed her thighs, sliding to her plump balls once more as he kneaded her sack. His muscles relaxing on their own as he adjusted and gave her tool a flick of his tongue to continue.

River groaned, squeezing his hair as she forced him downward with a firm shove and grunt. The wet squish as her massive cock began to slide past Max's tonsils and pop into his slowly bulging throat. It didn't seem possible that he was taking it, but every inch came easier, every tug as she pushed herself deeper with a squelch and gurgle as she pried his esophagus open with her dominating Ramrod. She pulled back to feel the suction, he gave a sharp gasp, filling his lungs and swallowing the load flowing into his throat before she crammed in deeper without warning or consent. Only the wet squish and squelch of their union.

"Rrh. Max" she gasped. It felt so good, his warm throat squeezing her dick, the sight of her blushing crush with her cock crammed into his throat. She had never experienced anything like it. She couldn't stop!

"Ughn, umph" wet slurps began to match the drum of rain and howling wind outside. The huffs, slurps and squelches as she pushed and pulled farther and harder, taking full control as her thick dickmeat claimed his virgin throat and pissed streams of thick pre cum to lube the passage.

She was getting bigger, her cock longer from the stimulation. Every slurp was pushing more and more into him as Max tasted each inch of her throbbing shaft, his tongue pinned by her tool, scraping along the underside as she slammed forward pushing a few more inches in each time. A warm rush of her fluids followed each plunge, a pool of seminal fluid to gargle in his throat as her hips jabbed and thrust and firm possessive grip worked him like a toy.

"Umh, ugn, erf. Ah~ G-good!" loud moans, hot pants, the wet slurps and hot pumping squishes as River groaned out in bliss. Her meaty prick was visible on its entire path through Max's throat, every contour and vein of her length seen in his bulging neck as she wore him like a sock. His groans, light pants and moans, the vibration drove her mad. He was enjoying milking her member, the pressure as he swallowed and squeezed helplessly while she greedily plunged her dick into her male pleasure sleeve.

Max was helpless, dazed. Held firm by the sheer amount of dick in his throat as he groaned with a perverse haze of pleasure. All he could taste was salty cock, he had no idea how he had taken all of it, why he became so limber and relaxed as she slimed his throat in her jizz and always found more dick to cram deeper. It shouldn't feel good, but gods, she was so huge, he could feel how every inch tugged on his insides, the fat glans as they pulled back scraping his walls before the lewd slurch and pop as it pulled back to rest on his tongue and let him wheeze out breathes. Whether it was the lack of air, or something else he didn't know. But every slam, each sweet moan and taste of cock and cum made him hotter and hotter. He whimpered, pushing deeper as he was fucked, used and stretched out by her maleness and feeling every wet inch until her fat nuts were spanking his chin.

She gasped, pausing as they both felt it. His nose inches from her thick pubic muff. Her fat nuts hugging his chin as his mind rocked and swayed in his sex haze while he swallowed the fat leg of Ram in him. Her cock was poking at the entrance to his stomach, the tight sphincter of muscle all that stood between them and the last inches of her member. She was about to pop his throat cherry.

They were both so close to release. His whole body felt like a warm tingling pussy. She trembled, sweat beading on her supple woolly fluff as she slowly pulled back, watching every inch of her long slick shaft withdraw from his throat until she popped back onto his tongue with a gargled slurp. A heavy gasp as he began to swallow the drool of pre before idly sucking on her plump mushroom while he caught his breath and spread his legs to dribble his shameless arousal between them.

"K- Max" she huffed, her final strand of restraint to not sheathe herself in the first guy to ever touch her dick, let alone swallow it.

His eyes met with hers, the desperation, nervousness, and shame mixed with hopeful arousal. He gave her nuts a squeeze, earning a gush of her warm lust as he blushed and swallowed the mess. There were no words, what would he even say? He was too dizzy, too driven to want anything but both to feel the release and share the climax. His message was clear. Her wanted her to claim him as no other person likely ever could.

She grabbed her fat pulsing length, a dick as thick as her forearm spreading his lips as she squeezed his hair, still sweet, still nervous. He pulled back and opened his mouth, offering himself to that incredible monster of a cock as the fat head pressed back against his lips. The lewd slurp, pop and grunt as she moaned and slid back in using him like a practiced toy.

She watched every inch disappear into him, watching his eyes as he blushed, half lidded, slowly swallowing as her crotch drew closer and closer. When she finally met that ring of muscle guarding his stomach once more she paused, drenching it in her drooling lust and prodding playfully as he squeezed her thighs. Only so much air, but his insides were on fire, his heart pounding as she pressed harder, pulling his face into her groin and jerking her hips. One final grunt, an aggressive tug on his head as she rammed her hips forward. An audible pop and his muffled yelp as she popped his most unorthodox cherry and speared her glans into his vulnerable gut.

The final act pushed him over the edge, his eyes rolled back as his damn broke. Hot wet streams of cum pouring from his knotted cock as she stirred her prick in his stomach and stretched out his gullet. Yanking out and slamming in as she began to fuck him hard and deep to pierce and claim him again and again.

The rhythm gave into hot hard slaps, wet grunts and huffs as she ground him into her crotch, muffles of his slutty groans as her fat nuts spanked his chin and chest to smear her sweat. Every breath a struggle, enriched with her fluids and musk as his muscles grew weak, every tug and pump making sparks of bliss tease his helpless form as his vision became a blur.

"Rrgh, Max!" River screamed, so close, gritting her teeth before she yanked him back to the tip. He took the longest breath he could, filling his lungs as her meaty crown throbbed against his throat before she rammed deep with all her might. A final loud squelch of her dickmeat sheathed in him and plugging his stomach. Her sweet quaking groan as her massive nuts churned and pulled tight.

Wet gurgles and squishes began to sound through the booth, her dense coconuts pulling tight, relaxing in gentle intervals as swollen bulges and distentions of her backlogged sperm began to travel down her shaft and disappear into Max's throat before splattering into his stomach. A copious flood of girl cum packed his gut, every gout and torrent of her dense nut bulging his tummy as he mindlessly swallowed and drooled. He moaned as the heat of her emission blossomed in his core, straining the capacity of his insides as he held his expanding gut.

Quart after quart of River's warm seed packed his insides, both snaking up his throat once his belly was full and pumping into his intestines to flush his system. She was every bit worthy of her name, load after thick visible and virile load of jellied sheep semen pumping into her teen dream boy. The volume of spunk pumped and pouring through rhythmic tenses and huffs until the seed oozed from his nostrils and past his lips wrapped around her girth. She drained her undulating woolly testicles until her muscles ached, and the river of River gradually dwindled and stopped.

He slowly slid back, feeling the slimy appendage wriggle from his throat and slurp from his mouth to flop over his shoulder. He gave a cough, a slow breath of cummy sweaty air as his head rested on her hip. His crotch was a sticky mess of his own spent canine seed as his insides churned and shifted.

"I came~" he chuckled, euphoric and heavy, full and bred. She was still pouring over him, coating his back as he drooled ropes of ivory slime.

He pulled himself up on shaky legs, looking to River laying against the wall and catching her breath. Her eyes were nearly rolled back, a look of pure bliss on her face from what might've been her first ever full-blown orgasm. It certainly felt like it from his end.

He stumbled over with a grunt, sitting beside her on the bench as he rubbed his gut and gently rested her sexy Ramrod on their laps. He gripped her hand in his own and laid back to meet her gaze.

"S-so uh. Any chance of a second date?" he smiled, openly stroking her plump and softening cock. She giggled, both flush and coming down as she squeezed his grip tenderly and brought her head to rest on his shoulder.

"Totally~"