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When Ryan wanted genuine rest, he pulled into a truck stop and he snoozed for the night. Contrary to popular belief, he didn't spend his whole life trolling for boys. He played into the trope that particular night, however, and that was why he stopped into what was touted as the most tolerant nightclub in town.

It was well past two in the morning. Ryan's truck the only semi cab in a lot dominated by cars assorted and motorbikes. Knowing he was the only trucker going in for some strange bolstered his already-flourishing charisma. The bouncers surprised him by glancing down at his boots when he queued up to get in. Ryan couldn't help but quip, "Yeah, it's true in my case." He got in for free.

Ryan liked the cozy and warm feel of the nightclub. He always preferred clubs to bars, and the countless twinks he saw whom sought papa wolves such as himself reinforced his convictions.

Rather than work on getting shitfaced, Ryan mingled right in when he took to a corner that seemed to be ground zero for an impromptu group cuddle. He was fairly sure he saw a naked penis somewhere in the huddle, but he wasn't there to gawk. Ryan took to a beanbag chair and he settled into it with a long, happy sigh. Resting low to the floor, he let his feet rest off of their bottoms. Little did Ryan know that showing off his wide boot treads was tantamount to a striptease to a good chunk of the patrons and staff.

Although Ryan was used to young men sidling up to him with little warning, the skunk whom knelt before him and began unlacing his boots came as a surprise for a number of reasons. Ryan had never known much in the way of foot love; and neither did he think anybody would want to give it to him. Even as the skunk unlaced him, a powerful smell emanated from his boots and he shyly pulled his foot away. "Sweetie, come on, you don't know what you're getting into," he laughed.

Layris smiled challengingly and pulled Ryan's booted foot back into her lap. There was the other issue: Layris was a girl. Though she was pretty with tan and black fur, along with teal highlights and flesh to match them, Ryan had no interest for the fairer of sexes. He politely resisted saying as much.

"You don't have to tell me what my inhibitions are, sir," Layris winked to the crusty old wolf. She tugged off a boot and was unfazed by the sweaty stink within. Ryan didn't wear socks and so his fur was damp, matted, and in dire need of grooming. But first she removed the other boot, and these she set neatly beside the beanbag chair.

"Well, all right," Ryan shrugged, though his feet were perhaps the only thing that embarrassed him. "But, uh, hey - you're sure there aren't more important guys you need to be taking care of, princess?"

Layris tore right into Ryan's feet with her paws. She dug firmly into the arches with her thumbs but more gently played along the tops with her other digits. Ryan outright moaned and arched his back. His pleasure put a smile on Layris' face and a sweet laugh in her throat. "Seems to me that you need this quite a bit, sir."

Girl giving it or no, Ryan could deal if such a good foot rub was on the line. What he failed to notice, due to not caring enough to look, was the obvious bulge Layris had in her shorts. He hadn't looked past her modest breasts in a bikini top. To be fair to Layris, she looked and acted the part of a girl very well, though unquestioning submission went hand in hand with the persona.

The skunk brought one foot to her muzzle and she didn't seem put off by the smell. Calculated licks wicked away Ryan's sweat and left saliva instead which weighed down the fur. Gradually she groomed his foot from top to bottom, but it was the toes she paid special attention to. Each toe was kissed and teasingly suckled like a teat as she rubbed what she wasn't currently kissing and licking.

Ryan was enough of a horny old man with such a severe lack of shame that he groaned and splayed his toes at Layris' attention with intent to invite more. With a grin plastered across his face, he met Layris' eyes and he muttered to her, "Honestly, princess, girls aren't really my thing, but you're so damn good down there."

Layris giggled sweetly and swayed the big brush of her tail. "You like boys more than girls? No problem, sir," she spoke. "When I'm through with your handsome feet here," said Layris as she set down one paw and picked up its yet-ungroomed twin, "shall I go find someone more appropriate to take care of your other tensions?"

"You," Ryan grinned, "are a doll. I'd love that if you don't mind, sugar."

"I don't mind one bit," Layris winked before she dutifully returned to work. As she now knew Ryan's relative comfort with the act, she pushed herself to rub harder, lick longer, and suckle more teasingly on his feet. The result which she loved to see was the manner in which Ryan leaned back in the beanbag, unabashed about his erection.

Just as she pulled her tongue out of a toe-floss, Layris giggled to the trucker, "Looks like your jeans are pretty tight... We don't have to obey decency laws in here, you can take your cock out if you want."

"Don't mind if I do, sugar," Ryan murred, and he unzipped at once. Under a greasy fly and boxers stained horribly with pre was a thickly knotted cock in a pitch shade of black. Layris unapologetically growled and swished her tail to the sight.

"Very nice cock, sir," she hissed. "I'm sure one of our boys would love to tend to it for you."

"Let's hope so, I'm pent-up as fuck," Ryan sighed as he folded his arms behind his head. Exhibiting boldness which Layris thrived upon, Ryan pushed a toe past her lips and rumbled fondly to her. "Honey, I gotta say that if this was, shit, twenty or twenty-five years ago, I'd plow you like a bean field. I just ain't had it out for pussy since then."

Layris crooned around Ryan's toe. She suckled it like she so dearly wanted to suckle his fat wolfcock.

"But hell, there's just nothing like having some tight little asshole right in my face, balls hangin' underneath it... You know what I'm saying? How about you go get me something like that, sweetheart? I'll let you watch if you wanna."

Suddenly it was all too much to bear and Layris pulled back from Ryan's toe. Both paws on his knees, she smiled through her blush. "Let me just be sure I know what you want, sir."

"Call me Ryan, babe," he smiled.

"That's a handsome name for a handsome wolf," Layris winked. "You want a round, tight ass in your face and a nice little coinpurse hanging below it?"

"And I'd like it hot," Ryan said, smacking his furry palms together and grinding them luridly. With excellent timing an alligator twink sauntered past, paying papa wolf no mind. Ryan said to Layris as an aside, "Damn, I don't mind 'em cold, though."

The skunk stood up and spun on her heel before Ryan could see her gift. While the wolf watched with a curious and tight smirk, Layris hooked her thumbs in her waistband and tugged down her shorts to bare a deliciously tight skunk ass. Ryan offered a compliment but insisted she wasn't his type; but to this Layris spread her legs and bent over until she touched her toes. Her modest balls hung below her thighs and her taint led uninterrupted to a puckered tail hole. "A tight ass with balls hanging under it - is this satisfactory, Ryan?"

"Oh, fuck me," Ryan huffed. He snapped up, grabbed Layris by the hips and pulled her up against him and onto his thick gut. He flopped back in the beanbag again and Layris scooted back to park her perfect ass against his crusty old muzzle. He snuffled her hungrily and partook of her skunk musk with a rumble. "Nice ass, nice musk... All around pretty good, babe. Why didn't you just say so?"

"Well," Layris mused as she grasped Ryan's thick penis, "where's the fun in that?"

Ryan could appreciate a playful fuck. He could appreciate a tight ass even more. Layris gleefully noted a complete lack of subtlety or shyness. Ryan just tore in with his big, slobbery tongue and he growled in faux-ferociousness. Such rumblings enhanced the rimming by vibrating his supple tongue just as soft strokes over her hips and round ass tempered his outright lurid behavior, lending him an air of sweetness.

Though a sucker for a good rimming, Layris was, as an employee, far from a slouch. Even as her penis stiffened against Ryan's greasy shirt and thus demanded her attention, she squeezed and kissed the knotted girth of Ryan's penis in a way too respectful to be just work. But in fact it was - Layris just happened to love her job. Crooning to the papa wolf, she pouted back her behind and she couldn't help but grin at the feeling of Ryan's craggy muzzle wedging in between her ass cheeks. Stiff old gray fur contrasted like night and day with her smooth young coat, and the brush-like fibers of the wolf's fur dug through Layris' to tickle and tease as a fine complement to that rimming.

The skunk neither expected nor hoped Ryan would keep to just the outside, so when he began to wedge his tongue inside of her asshole, she groaned in satisfaction and her toes curled on either side of Ryan's tubby torso. She felt the need to enhance the wolf's experience and that was why she engulfed his thick cock in her mouth, suckling and slobbering down its length and moaning like quite a prostitute when her lips literally kissed the bulbous knot at the bottom. To ensure Ryan felt tended to - and because she perved on such a fat, knotted dick - Layris gripped that swollen bulb and she began to knead it in a loving grip.

Now it was Ryan's turn to moan, and moan he did. These cutely blissful sounds overrode his growls but those came back in force as the feeling of Layris' maw and paws molesting him became familiar. He did moan again when she fondled his balls as lovingly, but this was a gentler, warmer coo of pleasure. Layris loved it all.

With his tongue embedded in Layris' asshole, Ryan stroked deep and hard along those anal walls. Her being a skunk meant she had quite a musk strong enough for Ryan to taste, even as immaculately clean she was. Musk was just part of sex with skunks, and Ryan knew it well. He also thrived on his natural-smelling partners, loving faggy twinks for their slim lines but savoring them for their sweaty bodies. Ryan's slobbering took on a most slovenly cant as the skunk's scent filled his head and smeared along his tongue. The sounds of his literally making out with Layris' anus were mistaken for the skunk's cocksucking by passerby.

Said passerby soon did more than just pass by. The establishment being one founded on free love and an outlet for sexual frustrations meant that Ryan and Layris had become quite a show. Neither the skunk nor her chubby old papa wolf minded the publicity, both of them well-used to being ogled as fuckthings in bars and clubs. The knowledge that boys - and girls, to a lesser degree - were touching themselves and envying the pair thrilled Ryan and saw him eat all the more roughly. As for Layris, she was mostly used to prying eyes, but she still did derive some pleasure from the exhibitionism. She wouldn't have kept coming back if she hadn't.

Layris whined in pleasure and wriggled her ass back on Ryan's face. Riding his snout had the added bonus of frotting her shaft against his shirt. She could feel his prickly, stubby fur easily through the worn-out and thin material. Her teal malehood throbbed for him as alluringly as her brush of a tail swayed and swept across his head, and compounding all of her deferent sweetness was the expert blowjob she treated his dense cock to.

Against Layris' asshole and around his buried tongue, Ryan panted hot, humid breath into the supple fur and flesh of the skunk's ass crack. His paws fondled her ass and hips as well as ever, but he surprised her when he reached up her body and brushed his fingertips over her modest tits. Like a cat, Layris arched her spine and welcomed Ryan's touch; and to her pleasure and amusement, he tugged her bikini downward and thus fondled her naked breasts. Not so gay after all, thought Layris with a smirk. It was impossible to see with her lips wrapped taut around the wolf's cockflesh.

A severe disappointment came to Layris as Ryan pulled his tongue out of her quivering, slobbered tail hole. Another treat came in its stead when Ryan gruffly growled, "Wanna ride me, sugar?"

Layris pulled her lips up and off of Ryan's cock without a second thought. She was already swiveling around on the wolf to straddle his penis when she said, "I thought you'd never ask."

Ryan grinned impishly. His paws closed around her hips while she settled in for the impalement. "How come you didn't say anything?"

A pause stunted the conversation while Layris notched Ryan's pointed tip against her well-loved asshole. Slowly but confidently, she penetrated herself and her slim body resonated with a moan. Down, down, down her tight ass went until the supple ring of her tail hole settled against Ryan's knot. "Mmf," she huffed. "And take away your snack?" she laughed.

"Considerate little girl, aren't you," Ryan deadpanned. He made it abundantly clear with a tug on her hips that he wanted cowgirl action posthaste.

Fortunately Layris was well-accustomed to riding impatient, big boys. She started to buck like he was a bronco, and her small breasts bounced for all they were worth. With no need to brace the wolf's cock any longer, Layris instead braced herself on his shoulders as she rode him hard and fast. Each descent was a fast yet smooth drop with her taut legs, and she soon began to pant.

Layris was already hot and bothered for reasons obvious, but it was made worse when Ryan gripped her cock and began to jerk upon it. She could tell from the careless skill in his touch that he had given so many boys quick handjobs under identical circumstances. It might have offended some, but to Layris, being a notch on a very gay trucker's belt was an exciting prospect. She leaned forward in a lurid growl and kissed his lips. What should have been a fast peck became a hungry slobbering on Ryan's part. His tongue - still flavored with her gentle musk - swabbed through her maw and the flavor of his own sweaty cock on her lips was a pleasure to papa. Again, tempering all of the lewdness, Ryan petted Layris' back and made her feel especially appreciated.

With every buck down on Ryan's fat knot, Layris' heart skipped a beat. She could feel her well-trained pucker stretching, forcing itself into a semi-gape to try to gulp down that knot. Every time felt like it could be the time, but not just yet, always teasing her instead. As such she began to look rather high-strung once the kiss tapered off. Her cheeks were lit with blush, her expression hard and often underscored with a bite on her bottom lip. Ryan looked slutty yet charming as ever. Layris rather liked what a handsome old man he was.

"C'mon babe, you gonna take that knot or what?" Ryan whispered to her. His masturbation had quickened and he smirked to feel the skunk's pre lacing his fingers, creating sticky webbing between them. Layris' eventual climax was a foregone conclusion, Ryan was just working her up to it.

"I'm working on it, you're just so big," Layris shuddered, and amusingly enough to Ryan, it didn't sound quite like a compliment. He was used to overwhelming others with the raw bulk of his knot, but that face they made when it popped in? Priceless, it never got old. With his paw on her hip, he started to pull her down, but he never eased up in jerking on her cock. He wanted to keep her as hot and bothered as he could.

"Uhn, gawd," Layris whined. She wrapped her arms around Ryan's neck and arched her back while pulling him in, and the result was more leverage as she ground downward. It was a teasing and near-permanent stretch as her asshole tried and tried again but always failed to permit Ryan's cock, but still it would stretch just enough to get her hopes up. As if in frustration, Layris grimaced and smashed her fine butt down against Ryan over and over with the same result. Just when it seemed like it was time to lay back and let papa wedge it in himself, however, some miracle allowed Layris to force that fist-sized but lovingly-shaped mass past her tail hole.

As Ryan's knot popped into her, she hissed and arched. the small crowd winced and Ryan groaned, panted, and then howled to a moon he couldn't see. It was a majestic and drawn-out awroo! and it captured the attention of everyone in earshot. Had the music not been playing, truly everybody in the club would have heard. Though howling always got all the eyes on him, Ryan wasn't self-conscious. Far from it, because he was cumming, and hard. He writhed and wriggled his fat ass down into the beanbag. His toes curled and his feet tensed up sharply in general. A colossal load pent-up from far too many sexless nights on the road dumped into Layris' ass and left the skunk with a very compelling reason to cum herself.

All Layris needed was a little more help from Ryan, but his paw had gone still in his climax. Far gone enough to say to hell with composure, she bleated to Ryan, "Jerk me off, I'm so close now!"

Ryan was in a daze, but he did just that for pretty Layris. As a grin returned to his glazed face, his paw jerked hard on her cock. It slapped up and down the whole length so fast, so hard, that it became like a blur. Layris shuddered and writhed as every nerve tingled and her anal passage throbbed. Plugged up so magnificently, there was nowhere for that massive load of spunk go to and so it settled in her anal passage, clung like napalm, and spread its lewd warmth - papa wolf's love.

Abruptly, Layris joined Ryan in climax. She bit her lip and squealed as the orgasm struck, sending a streamer of spunk through Ryan's fingers. Though this load was incomparable to Ryan's in volume, it matched what papa wolf had put out in heat. She settled against him panting and blissfully whimpering, and she pecked his cheeks with reverent kisses.

"Ah... Gosh, I came here to service you," Layris sheepishly said. "Thank you."

The crowd was still watching, but most had either grabbed a partner for some mutual relief or they waited with idle self-abuse for Ryan and Layris to become available.

"No problem, sweetie... Thanks for reminding me that girls aren't so bad." Layris' face lit up, and Ryan chuckled, "Well, just so long as they got dicks."