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Alayna had stayed late at the school on Friday. She had a test on Monday, and was using the quiet of the campus library to study before the weekend officially hit. Besides, she knew she could catch the late train back with Martin since his classes were later in the day. He was not a morning fur, so all his classes were scheduled that way, though not late enough to suit him. Her own classes were earlier in the day, though she had some that spilled into the afternoon as well. Hurrying to the train station, she knew that Martin would be on this train back to their shared apartment. Her long legs carried her swiftly across the campus quad, her bushy lupine tail flicking from side to side as she ran, her ears perked forward as her bag thumped on her hip with her books.

The light brown wolf wasn't too tall, only about five foot four inches and weighed in at just over a hundred pounds. A short skirt covered her ass and the front of her upper thighs, while a tight jacket covered her white shirt, both straining over her full breasts. The jacket was only held together by a single button just below the generous mounds. Blue eyes shone with an inner joy, and her hair was brown with blue tips. Dyed that way to aggravate her parents, since when she lived at home she hadn't been able to dress provocatively or change anything about herself. College was her time to explore who she was, but the only thing she hadn't explored yet was her sexual side.

Little did she seem to know just what her skimpy, often too-tight or too-short clothing did to those around her. She was like any other 'liberated' girl in this day and age, wanting to show off how sexy she was without perhaps ever considering the consequences.

Martin had noticed, though perhaps she had never truly considered him to be the one she was 'showing off' for. He noticed every day that he came out of his bedroom and she was in nothing but a nearly sheer teddy and a pair of panties. He noticed when they went to the beach and she strutted around with nearly nothing on. He noticed and his senses went wild. He had tried to keep it all bottled up inside, but his studies kept him from getting a girlfriend, and so she was the only one he ever really was close enough to that he COULD notice.

It was like a pan of boiling water, his feelings for her. Sooner or later she would push him too far and he would at last take her, and to hell with the consequences.

He stood waiting for her on the platform just outside the train car, tapping one paw on the side of the car and one foot on the cement below. He checked his watch and knew that for once she was running late. He chuckled at that fact, since she was normally so punctual. He grinned and rolled his shoulders, and waited for her.

Alayna came flying around the corner to the train hoping she hadn't missed it yet and ran directly into Martin, her body pressed against his and her full breasts mashed against his chest. "Ooof! Sorry, Martin," she exclaimed, grabbing him to keep her balance as well as his. Regaining her footing, she peered up at him through her blue tipped hair and grinned wolfishly. "I swear, my professor has decided that weekends are not meant for fun. He needs to... well, get laid."

With her paw still on his arm, she dragged him onto the train which was more crowded than the one they usually took. They had no choice but to grab one of the poles or overhead handholds to keep their balance once it started moving. She wouldn't admit it out loud, but a flare of desire had washed through her when she'd been pressed against Martin. They'd been best friends for a long time, and she didn't want to lose his friendship over something as silly as lust. Her tail flicked behind her as she grabbed hold of a pole, leaving Martin the overhead handhold.

Martin had looked down for half a moment, looking at a piece of a newspaper on the ground nearby when she slammed into him and her arms grabbed onto his sides to hold herself up. He staggered, and nearly fell back himself, but somehow managed not to. His ears twitched and he smiled at her, his best friend, and then laughed as she pulled him into the train car. "If you say so, Alayna..." He grinned and shook his head. She was right in front of him, holding onto the nearest pole, with him behind her grabbing the handhold above.

When she had slammed into him, her breasts had felt so good against his chest. He wished that it had been an intentional move on her part, but he really liked her and he had managed to hold himself back this long; he wasn't about to do something stupid. Still, as he watched that pert little ass in front of him, he felt a wave of heat flow over him.

The train jerked into motion making her press against Martin, a low sigh escaping her lips as she felt his hard body against her soft curves before she was able to pull herself forward again. Her tail started wagging behind her, the curve lifting her skirt and revealing the back of her thighs, the soft 'feathers' of her tail fur brushing back and forth against Martin's abdomen. Her ears were perked forward as she looked towards the front of the car, watching as the scenery passed by quickly. "I plan on doing nothing this weekend, other than resting or studying Martin. If you want to have a party, that's fine, but I need to pass this exam, and, honestly I think this professor is a chauvinistic pig. I think he believes that a woman's place is in the kitchen or home, doing all those old fashioned things. I have to prove him wrong." One of her ears cocked back towards him, in preparation for his answer.

At the moment, Martin's attention was more fully focused on the swaying of her tail and the bit of extra leg it afforded him. He managed to look up just in time to meet her eyes, "Oh. Well, studying is a good idea. I wasn't planning on having a party. To tell the truth my classes haven't been leaving me much time to relax either, and I thought of just staying home and doing nothing. Maybe I could help you study." He grinned, then licked his lips and glanced around at the other passengers around them. Most were clearly engrossed in their own affairs, phones, books or whatever they had with them. He looked forward again, "You don't have parties much. You sure you don't want to invite a friend over or something?"

She grinned at him, the sides of her muzzle curving up wolfishly, "Like I've had any time to party this term. I think I went to more parties when I lived on campus than I have since we got the apartment together. But I think we've kinda outgrown that need now. We have more important things that we have to get done, like working so we can pay for the apartment and our studies." Her attention went back to the passing scenery, her tail still wagging and brushing over his abdomen.

Both of them had matured in their time away at college. They had agreed on several things when they moved in together after having become fast friends while both living on the campus. They were being smart, and while Martin had some qualities of what you might call a 'typical guy,' he was considerate of her, and didn't really get very wild. Not that he was incapable of it. He could have any and probably as many girls as he wanted, if he'd wanted. But really, for a long while now, he only had time or the inclination of chasing one girl, and she happened to be his best friend who was standing in front of him. He licked his lips and sighed, gripping the hand hold tighter with his left hand while looking down at her, feeling that familiar rise of lust in himself again as he looked at her. Why couldn't he push the thoughts away like normal? What was different this time?

Biting his lower lip, he waited until the car jerked as the train switched tracks, and then he slipped his right paw onto her right hip, just letting it sit there to watch her reaction.

Alayna stumbled as the train switched to the new tracks, despite her hold on the pole her body falling against his. She felt his paw on her hip and gave him a smile as she felt he'd just been steadying her, but when he didn't remove his paw, the look in her eyes turned questioning. Heat spread through her from his paw mixing with the desire that had flowed through her since she'd crashed into him before they got onto the train. She shifted on her paws, trying to push away the feelings that were washing through her. She figured it would be easier if his paw was there when she stumbled or fell against him as the train jerked to stops and starts.

Martin was coming to enjoy this train ride as it went on. Each time it jerked, which it did a few moments later as it changed onto a new track she would press back against him. The paw on her hip was there for a double purpose. He didn't want her hurting herself by falling, and also it brought him great pleasure to have his fingers there. He licked his tongue over his maw and gave her a smile in return as she glanced back at him. His smile was so innocent, he kept it that way as if nothing was wrong at all. His fingers were right at the gap between her shirt and the top of her skirt, and his middle finger slipped between the garments to rub her fur a bit, just lightly. He wasn't entirely sure why he was doing this, or why he couldn't contain himself suddenly. Maybe it was the hint of a different scent coming off of her, something that was more visceral and sweetly and attractive than normal.

The light brushing of his finger against her fur sent a shiver through her body, a low whine almost slipping from her throat, though she managed to bite it back, not wanting anyone to hear it. Her left paw slid from the pole and swatted lightly at his paw as his finger teased her with that light rubbing. She shifted her weight to pull away from his roaming finger, a hint of reprove in her eyes as she looked up at him, though he was giving her that oh-so-innocent smile. She knew that smile, though she never thought he'd ever use it on her. It meant he was really doing something he probably shouldn't be doing. "Martin. Stop," she murred softly, not wanting to draw the attention of the other passengers to them.

Her light swats only served to coax him on further into what he was doing. They certainly didn't lend to having him pull back from her side. He just kept smiling at her, leaning in a bit closer to her so that they were almost pressed together as it was. His finger pushed deeper into her fur, and began to make small circles in it, then another finger slipped under her shirt, and another, until nearly his entire paw was on her side, rubbing a bit and feeling her soft fur and skin. "Why?" he whispered.

She swatted at his paw again, unable to come up with a good reason for him to stop, but she didn't want to ruin the friendship they had by getting physical with him. Of course, she didn't know that the only girl he wanted to get physical with was her, and she really wanted to get 'down and dirty' with him. Her teeth caught her inner lip and worried at the flesh while trying to swat his paw from her while her body quivered as the desire and need built up inside her, despite her attempts to time the quivers to only race through her when the train shuddered on the rails.

He felt her body quivering beneath his gently probing fingers, and though she did her best to push his paw away, swatting at it as if trying to get him to remove his paw, it felt only half hearted. She wanted it, somewhere inside of her, and he realized that. Licking his lips and smiling softly, he pushed his entire paw under her shirt and wrapped it around to rub at her belly, and then back to her hip, repeating the motion several times. His other paw held onto the support, but a moment later, he braced himself on his feet and lowered that paw to her other side.

The wolfess squirmed, trying to push his paws from under her shirt, but the motions of his paws against her belly and sides was quickly getting to her. A soft whine slipped from her before she could stifle it from his roaming paws. She took a step towards the pole, the vertical metal bar going between her legs and pressing against her mound through her skirt and panties. But there wasn't anywhere else she could go but around, and with his paws on her, it would be extremely difficult, since either way around the pole would push her further against a paw. Feeling him stepping up behind her, she knew she was trapped between a rock (the pole) and a hard place (or rather, a hardening wolf).

As she stepped up and pushed herself against the pole in a vain attempt at putting some distance between herself and his hands, he followed. Soon enough his crotch was pressed straight up against her butt, and his head had leaned down to snuffle and lick at the back of her neck. He whispered softly, "You know, Alayna, I've always found you beautiful..." His fingers pushed around now to her stomach and toyed with the skin and fur there, then his paws separated, one pushing further up under her shirt, and the other dropping and moving back to the side, putting his palm on her leg and rubbing up under the skirt.

A shiver raced through her at the lick to the back of her neck, murring softly in response to his words. "Martin," she breathed softly, her voice already showing her eagerness for him, while her words told a different story. "I don't want this to ruin our relationship that we have now. And you can't guarantee that doing this won't ruin it. Please..." Her body was slowly relaxing against his, low murrs slipping out as his paws slid over her stomach and one moved up while the other moved down.

The train car was so packed that it was nearly impossible someone wouldn't notice what was happening, and yet at the same time the amount of other furs in there was a good thing. He nuzzled her neck with his damp nose some more, and his tongue snaked out to again lick at the fur there, even as she relaxed under his touch. "How would it ruin it? If anything, wouldn't it make it deeper?" he paused, "If...If you really want me to stop..." he trailed off.

Alayna relaxed even more as Martin posed a question that she hadn't even thought about. Would taking this step make their relationship and friendship something more? Something deeper and really meaningful? She didn't know, and was slightly shocked that she hadn't thought of that point of view of their relationship. "No, Martin. Don't stop." She turned her head slightly and licked his muzzle, her inner ears deepening their pink hue. Her audacity in licking him had shocked the usually quiet wolfess, though it seemed fitting that she did that with her dyed blue-tipped hair. She wouldn't really be defying authority if she didn't step out on a limb and do something completely out of character for her, would she?

A bright smile appeared on his face as she told him not to stop, and on top of that she turned and licked him. He hadn't expected her to go along with it, though he had hoped she would. Smiling still, he ground his crotch into her butt some more, pinning her tail between their torsos as he did so and his paw came up her thigh, lifting her skirt as he rubbed up and over her hip. He used the tip of his fingers to press along the joint of her hip, right at the edge of her panties, teasing the line as he went. His other paw rubbed up her furry torso, reaching for her bra.

The progress of his paw up her chest was hindered by her tight shirt and tighter jacket as she gave a murring gasp as she felt his fingers press against her hip joint, especially when he was over her femoral artery. At that point, she shivered uncontrollably, murring as she arched her back and lifted a paw to wrap around the back of his neck. The movement shoved her jacket and shirt covered breasts out and up, demanding attention to them, but the only way to get said attention was for her buttons to be released before they ripped from her clothes and pinged some unfortunate soul in an eye.

While what Martin may have been doing was risky and, in many ways very kinky, he didn't want to cause a particularly large scene or draw attention to what he was doing to his hot roommate. He licked his lips, dancing his tongue over them. As he felt her pushing her chest out he knew he was getting to her. He drew his paw back though, and this time went up her jacket, to the single button in the middle and slowly flicked it out of the button slit before moving his paw inside it and starting to undo a few buttons.

The wolfess bit her lower lip as she felt his paw moving over her jacket to unbutton it before sliding his paw under it to unbutton her shirt. Starting from the top, inch by inch her chest was revealed to him in a new, more sensual way than ever before. Brown furred mounds were covered now by a scrap of black lace, though they did seem to be spilling over the top of the lacy fabric. She murred softly as she wiggled her hips against his other paw, feeling her damp mound below caressing the back of his paw, "Don't stop now Martin," she murred to him, her voice going completely breathless.

Martin didn't stop. Oh no, now he felt rather encouraged to continue on especially with how she was sounding each time she panted out to talk to him. He kept on smiling, nuzzling her neck and grinding his cock against her backside. His paw felt the dampness on her panties that had begun, and without too much more forethought, he lifted her skirt a bit, and stuffed his paw down the front of them. He rubbed down over her furry pubes, until he came to what could only be the soft petals of her sex. He pushed between them and began to gently rub. On her top, she was bare now, with only the flaps of her shirt and jacket, and that bit of lace to give her modesty. He pushed his hand below the lace and began to rub her right tit gently, "Mmm..." he groaned in her ear, feeling the softness of her body beneath his fingers.

Alayna's back arched as pleasure shot through her as her best friend ever was rubbing her slit and her breast, his strong arms wrapped around her, holding her in place against the pole. His right paw was under her panties, rubbing through her wet, slick slit as his left paw was delved under her lacy bra, his fingers working over her nipple. Her pert rump, the one he's admired for so long, pressed against his groin, rubbing against his sheath and trying to draw his cock out of it, though it was rather difficult while still in his pants. Low murrs of pleasure slipped from her, just barely audible between the pair of them, considering the amount of noise on the train as they headed home.

Never had either of them even considered something as risky and as exciting as doing this. It had just come upon them suddenly it seemed. Martin was eagerly devouring everything that she gave him of her body, and taking what he wanted to boot. His fingers pushed, rolled and groped around over her cuntlips, rubbing and feeling her up down there, pushing through her dampened slit. "Are you a virgin?" he hissed softly into her ear, thinking he knew the answer, but not being for sure. His other paw had found her left breast and was now cupping the fleshy, heavy mound in his palm, squeezing and feeling the weight of it.

The wolfess squirmed as he worked her over, his fingers finding every nook of her slick folds that sent waves of pleasure through her. "Yes," she murred, squirming against him as he worked his paw over her chest to her other breast, cupping the full globe of furry flesh in his paw. Her tail wrapped around his leg, the tip flicking against his furred, clothed thigh. The pleasure rose higher in her, threatening to take her over the edge, and she trembled, her teeth catching her lower lip between them as she tried to hold back the scream she could feel tickling her throat as the pleasure grew stronger in her.

Martin let out a deep growling noise in his throat, though surely it was drowned out by the rumble of the train cars and the noise of the people. He had never thought he would get to touch her like this. But if this was his only chance he ever had, he was set on taking it. His fingers dug into her furry breast, feeling and squeezing and enjoying the way it pushed against his palm as her chest heaved. His other fingers pushed around her cunt once again, tickling that hole, rubbing her clit, forcing her to get closer to an orgasm while she wiggled and jammed her ass back at him. His cock was rock hard in his pants, and he whispered, "I've got to stuff my cock in you. I wonder if we can find a seat or if I should pole you against the pole."

Alayna groaned as she felt his stiff cock grinding hard against her rump, then lifted her tail even higher. She kept squirming against his paw as he worked her furry mound, making her whine softly for more. This rubbing and teasing just wasn't cutting it for her. Her tongue slid over her lips as she pushed back harder against him, her paws locking around the pole. "If we're going to do this on the train Martin, then take me where I stand now. Quit teasing and show me what you have packing in those pants of yours. I can feel how hard and thick you're getting from my rubbing and grinding against you, and I imagine that those pants are not helping matters any for you," she murred, her breath coming in shorter pants now as she drew closer to cresting in the pleasure his fingers wrought in her.

Martin was indeed hard, rock hard, and her grinding and pushing against him was making it difficult for him to concentrate. He pulled his right hand out from under her lace bra, leaving it pushed up and her tits exposed to anyone that cared to look closely. His hand went to the buckle of his pants, snapping it open and pushing the zipper down, then wiggling enough so that his sheath and cock had some room. His pink length was already extended and was turning a deep red with need and the blood flowing through it. He stroked it a few times and then held it still while he used his other hand, drawing it back from her cunt, to push her panties down around the curve of her ass. He then gripped her hips and lifted just a bit, while pushing his cock forward and into the crack between her legs, seeking to find her cunt.

Of course, when a hot, sexy wolfess is half naked on the train and moaning as wantonly as she had been, the horny men on it are going to stare or pull out their cell phones to record the stunt. Unfortunately for her everyone on the train, at least in this car, was male. She was the only female on this car, and she was about to get a hard cock deep in her from her best friend. Fortunately for her, the pole was keeping the other males from trying to get into her pants as well. Her back arched as she felt Martin pulling her panties down, and suddenly felt paws on her breasts, pinching and teasing her nipples. As Martin pushed forward, his cock slid into the wet, slick heat of her slit, easily locating the entrance to the sweetest honey ever. Her panties fell further and she lifted one slender leg just enough behind both of them to push her cunt at his cock, letting his tip enter her just a fraction.

Martin's eyelids closed as he felt the wetness of her dripping snatch touch and then engulf the tip of his cock. He groaned out heavily and pushed his member forward, trying to get it into her further, into that soaking slit that was all for him. Her moans tickled his ears, making his tail wag and beat the air behind him. He felt heat and breath as guys that were standing near turned to begin paying attention, and as they opened their phones and snapped pictures of the two horny wolves that were furiously beginning to copulate there in the middle of the train. He had no doubt that their faces would be on a half dozen porn sites that night, but he didn't care. He realized that several guys were feeling her up, touching her tits, playing with her erect nipples. He didn't mind, as long as they didn't try to stuff her too. This was his bitch.

Alayna let out a louder murr as she felt Martin pushing deeper into her, his shaft stretching her entrance as his length started slipping in deeper. Her body was practically naked on the train and on display for the other males to stare at and grope. Suddenly, she felt her hymen giving way as Martin's cock sank deeper into her and a howl erupted from her, drawing the rest of the males' attention to what was happening. One of the business furs on the train had pulled his cock out, already completely stiff and grabbed a hold of her hair, pulling her head into his lap. "That's a slut. Gimme a blowjob while he fucks you," the crocodile said as he pushed his cock deep into Alayna's muzzle, the tip immediately sliding into her throat as the reptile forced her to take him fully, her throat bulging before letting her up. But he kept control of the pace by bobbing her head up and down his length. His repositioning of her body made it easier for Martin to fuck her hard and deep while the scene was being recorded on cell phones. It didn't take long for the crocodile to blow his load down Alayna's throat, and his cock was swiftly replaced with another.

Martin felt her barrier break and his cock sink into her sopping, grasping tunnel. He had never imagined that he would ever have gotten to fuck her in the first place, least of all here in the middle of a crowded train car. Her howl and the feeling of him sinking in made him gasp and grunt and then growl out as he began to fuck her. His claws dug into her hips as she bent away from the pole. The large crocodile that pulled her head down stuffed his cock in her mouth, and that made her bend over all the further. He rammed his cock into her, rutting not unlike their feral cousins did when they mated. Her tunnel was just too damn arousing and welcoming. After the crocodile sprayed his load in her throat, the scaly was replaced by a large male tiger who didn't hesitate to jam his cock up inside her mouth and throat, and quickly jerk her muzzle around him, forcing her to suck him off. Two other males had grips on her tits and were twisting and yanking on them and her nipples.

Alayna murred and moaned as she was used to suck off the males on the train as Martin filled her tight, formerly untouched cunt. The tiger had a good grip on her head, not letting her up for more than a quick gasp of fresh air into her lungs before shoving her muzzle down his length again. The barbs on his feline cock scraped over her tongue and throat lightly, stimulating her throat into constricting faster around his shaft. One of the guys had his camera below her, videotaping Martin's cock taking her cunt hard, while another was zoomed in as close as he could to her face as she sucked off the tiger, having already gotten the shot of her sucking off the crocodile moments before. Suddenly, she felt the tiger's cock swelling in her maw, and his hips pushed up against her muzzle while he held her in place as he shot hot jism down her throat. Pulling back a little, he looked to Martin. "Mind if I spray her face with cum?"

"Not at all mate..." Martin grunted out as he railed her tight cunt. Somehow, though he would not have let a stranger fuck her, watching her being made to suck off all these males and drink their cum was too damn hot to resist. He jammed his cock into her cunt and right up against her cervix, and felt her walls clenching as she struggled to breathe around the large male's barbed rod while he began to cum inside her maw. Martin knew that their lives weren't going to be the same after this encounter, but he also had a feeling they would be having a damn sight more fun.

The tiger grinned and proceeded to pull out of her muzzle, still shooting cum down her throat, then gave her a facial, his cum covering the farthest part of her muzzle and one eye. He knew that most of the other males were heading home to their wives just as he was, and they couldn't go home smelling like raunchy sex. Close to them, a stallion was stroking his cock, but he was still a bit too large for Alayna to suck on fully, so he waited until her throat had been broken in some more. Instead, a well kept pig stepped up and grabbed her hair. His cock was just as corkscrewed as his feral cousins were, and that shaft would stretch out her throat enough for the stallion to use her. He pulled her head towards his cock, oinking out, "Come on, you cunt. Suck my cock. I'm gonna stretch that throat of yours." Her muzzle opened and he pushed his cock into it, driving his spiralling shaft deep into her throat, not stopping until her nose was up against his groin.

Martin's body was moving with the ferocity and strength of a feral beast raping a young woman in the forest. He was almost on automatic as her cunt squeezed around him with each thrust, as her body begged him to fuck her more, harder, faster. The layer of cum sprayed all over her face was so damn hot, and the men coming next didn't seem to care. The pig, who looked very well taken care of, quickly got his wish and her mouth was down over it, the length buried in her throat. She gagged and gasped and spluttered over the cock as he pushed her head down, yanked it back and jammed it down again until her nose was pressed right into his smooth skin above his cock. His balls were heavy globes beneath her chin. The pig oinked several times as he used her mouth, ready to blow a load in her at any moment and make room for the next man, probably the last before their station. The last was, of course, the equine, whose massive cock was a monster.

Alayna couldn't believe she was doing this, but it seemed so natural to have Martin fucking her while she sucked off these other males. It was almost a question of 'WHY hadn't she done this before now?' Her tongue stroked the porcine cock as it drove into her mouth and throat, making the she-wolf moan. Her attention was split between Martin fucking her hard and rough and the cock she was currently sucking on, so when the pig pulled her head down and held her while shooting his load into her, it didn't startle her the way it had with the crocodile. Her hips moved, gyrating against Martin as he fucked her. Pleasure built in her fast as he rammed into her with a feral-like speed. Suddenly, her walls clenched around his cock, her juice coating him before squirting from her as her scream of pleasure got muffled by the pig cum filling her belly. The pig pulled her off his cock, coating her face in more of his cum before he wiped himself clean on her clothes as he stepped from in front of her and the stallion moved up.

She had just a moment to get a breath of air before the stallion wrapped his hoofpaws in her hair and forced her head down his thick shaft, stretching her lips and throat wide around him. "That's a good little cocksucker. Show me what a little cumdump you are. Take my cock deep into your throat. Not one femme has been able to take all of me."

Martin was so into her that he hardly noticed who or what she was sucking off at any particular moment. He did notice the large stallion when he moved in though, and the young wolf stared at the length of his cock. He wondered if there was any way that Alayna would even be able to start taking his cock down her throat; after all, this was the first time that she had ever even had a cock in her mouth as far as he knew. His cock throbbed as he slammed into her, fucking her as hard as he could, shoving her forward as his hips slammed into his, making her take the bulbous equine cock deep into her muzzle. Somehow she seemed to be making progress, though he wasn't sure how. His cock pulsed, and as he slammed into her once more he felt his knot expanding. He held her to him as he slowly locked with her.

With the throat stretched by the spiralled pig cock just moments before, Alayna was able to ease herself down on the equine's cock, and feeling Martin slamming into her eagerly helped shove her further down that massive horseshaft. Her howl as Martin slammed into her, knotting her, was swiftly muffled by that thick meat as the slam sent her all the way down his cock. Her nose rubbed against the paint stallion's groin as his member was fully engulfed in her throat. "Hot damn, Slut! You're the first to take every inch of my meat." His hoofpaws dug into her hair, controlling the pace he was setting for a full on throat-fucking. He didn't take it easy on the wolfess, instead fucking her face and throat hard, his cock swelling in her throat as he neared orgasm.

Martin was feeling the effects of her deepthroating the giant horsecock all the way back into his own. The way her cunt squeezed around his member as she gagged and sucked on the equine's shaft had him almost howling out in return. He was so close, so fuckin' close. All it would take was... He suddenly let loose, unable to hold any longer and spraying her insides with copious amounts of thick, sticky lupine cum. His tapered cock was perfectly fitted to her snug cunt, and without a doubt his cum was coating every inch of her twat and her womb. "AW FUCK!" he howled out.

At the same moment, the massive equine let out a mighty whinney and exclaimed, "Fucking whore! Take my seed!" and he too released. He let her have two or three full bursts down her throat, then he yanked her back and literally sprayed her with the rest, coating her face and hair and even all of her chest in his cum.

Alayna shuddered as she rode out her orgasm which was swiftly followed by Martin's then the stallion's load blasting into her stomach, which had started swelling some from the four loads dumped deep into her. Her eyes opened widely as the stallion pulled her head back by her hair, practically ripping her off his shaft as he finished unleashing his load on her. Cum covered every inch of her face now, not to mention dripping onto her chest and the floor beneath her. Her paws slowly pulled her up the pole, low murrs of sated desire slipping from her as she lifted one paw from the pole to wipe away the cum from one of her eyes, then licking her paw clean of the cum, only to wipe the other eye clean. As she licked her paw clean a second time, her eyes opened, and she saw the cell phones recording and the four males she'd sucked off. Still lost in the afterglow of the fuck-n-suck fest on the train, she smiled and murred to the four, "Maybe next time we can do a longer suckfest."

Martin was in some sort of hazy bliss himself, though perhaps not so much as Alayna. He was aware that the train was pulling into the station and that they would have to get off now. He wondered how the hell he was supposed to get his knot out of her pussy, not that he wanted to anyway. The other males in the car all clapped and cheered at her comment, and the four males nodded. "That we will, slut," the equine said with a grin, before zipping his trousers up and picking up his laptop bag. He and the others all adjusted themselves to make sure they were presentable then as the train began to slow.

Martin licked at the back of her neck, "I don't know how we'll get home, but when we do, I'm not letting you very far away from me," he laughed, "Because I'm going to be slamming you all night."

Alayna murred and wiggled her ass against him as she gave a small test to see if he was ready to pull out of her. "Well, we have maybe thirty seconds to figure it out, Martin. Both getting you out of me so we can try to get home, and getting me presentable enough to leave the train. You work on pulling out of me and I'll work on fixing my clothes so we can make it home and into bed." Her paws fixed her bra, pulling the lacy scrap of fabric over those generous mounds, then buttoned up her shirt and jacket before bending over to grab her panties from her ankle and step back into them with her other paw so she could pull them up. The bending over, though, caused her cunt to wiggle a little around his cock as she pulled the silk panties to her knees.

He let out a soft little growl of pleasure and also in agreement of their predicament and her solution. He gripped her hips while she put her wardrobe back together, and he began to wiggle and tug at her cunt feeling his knot stuck inside of her. He actually thought that it might be rather useless to try, until she bent over and pulled her panties up. When she did, it lent a new angle to his cock, and suddenly, with a jerk, he pulled free of her. His large member hung, dangling for a moment as it shrunk slightly. He let out another little growl, tucked it into his pants and buttoned them up. He would have to work on cleaning his cock when they got home....but since they would most likely be fucking all night, it didn't matter much. "Ready...?" he murred.

The she-wolf gave a low yelp as he pulled out of her and then tugged her panties up, keeping his load from running down her thighs as they made their way back to their apartment. For a brief moment, she wondered what their neighbours would say when they heard the noise of raunchy, hard sex coming from the apartment of the two quietest neighbours they had. Grinning to herself at the thought, she waited the moment it took for him to make himself presentable, and then nodded. Grabbing her bag, she looked at her cum covered chest for a second, then shrugged. She could always wash the strap sometime this weekend. She slung her bag over her shoulder, and then slipped her arm around his as they waited to get off the train.

Martin waited for her, and once the train was mostly empty they stepped off of it and onto the platform, headed home to their apartment. He knew what was coming when they got there, and he was looking forward to it more than anything else he had ever done with her perhaps.

What neither of them saw or cared about was the final person that left the train. As they walked away, happily holding hands, his yellow-green eyes followed them. A smirk lit his face, and a dark chuckle rolled out, echoing emptily in the car...