Dirty Fight
Commission for PnKnG featuring Violet the sabertooth babe and Jack the beleagured cuckold panda bear. I love working for this guy. :D I'm very happy with this piece!
Being the macho jerk that he is, of course Kahnso likes to see MMA matches in person. When he follows fighter Violet back to the locker room, however, he's got something besides an autograph in mind...PART ONE - PART TWO (with story) - PART THREE
Kahnso and writing (C) me
Violet and Jack (C) PnKnG
Illustration (C) FA: jaydraws / FA: fisk
Violet was a taut and strong smilodon, often playful but presently baring teeth and hissing. She pressed back against the cage and her panda boyfriend Jack was quick with the towel. Violet pushed it away, asked for the water bottle, drained most of it and thrust it back into Jack's paw.
"You're doing great, babe," Jack said to her. He had to shout to be heard over the crowd.
"I dunno about that, this chick's made of leather," Violet snapped.
Jack patted her shoulder and they both stared across the ring at her opponent: An alligator just barely in Violet's weight class. What she lacked in size was made up for with a tough hide. Violet's palms and knuckles felt like she'd been punching broken glass. Violet was more muscular and athletic than the alligator and sometimes she felt like she was striking something soft behind the leathery hide, but the fight had become a battle of attrition.
After they conferred with the referee, the fight went on. Usually Violet liked to grapple more than outright strike, but the alligator's body was too rough to grip and her dense tail was too much a threat. She resorted to outright boxing just to wear her foe down. Pounding into her belly hide was less like punching glass and more like striking a punching bag. That was exactly what Violet equated her too.
With a second wind, Violet drove the alligator back. She struck back and chanced a kick. Violet ate her punches, caught the leg and dropped her on her back. Under other circumstances Violet would have dropped for a submission hold, but there were no weak spots on the dazed alligator's joints or neck. She let her opponent stand again on her shaky legs.
Coming into that blood knight mentality, Violet was just fine with beating her opponent down the old-fashioned way. The alligator angrily lunged but she left her soft belly open. Violet punched with everything she had and when the reptile was stunned, Violet drilled her gut again and again. Only when she backed her scaly opponent to the cage did she try to fend raise her arms, and that was when the referee broke in to call Violet off.
The referee was too late. From the very first haymaker to the gut, the damage was done. The alligator uneasily staggered forward, glanced at Violet and the referee with glazed eyes and fell forward with a thud on the mat. Violet was the winner by knockout.
Jack congratulated his girl and looped a towel over her like a cape. The cheering was deafening and all eyes were on her, including some very famous ones hidden under sunglasses. Kahnso had a conspicuous spot near the front, and while he hadn't done anything to alter his unmistakable appearance, everybody was there to see the fighting. Nobody stopped him for autographs or photos in the lobby. He preferred it that way. He also preferred Violet, and when he watched her exit the ring with her boyfriend in tow, he made for the margins of the seating area and followed the rim around to the locker room entrance.
Kahnso caught sight of Violet and Jack from behind and he followed along a few steps behind. The sound of the audience died out with distance even as another fight started.
The couple rounded the bend into the vacant locker room. Kahnso had an altercation with security which he tried to resolve with the rockstar mantra of Fuck you, I'm famous, and then a cash bribe when that failed.
"My knuckles feel like I was crushing rocks," Violet bemoaned. "But I showed her."
"That's dirty promoting there. That girl basically had armor on," Jack shrugged. Standing at Violet's back, he rubbed her shoulders and was unable to keep from checking her out. She was sweaty from the exercise and her scent, though demure, ran high. "Fuck... You're always so hot after a fight," he chuckled.
"I'll drink to that," Kahnso said on his way in. Both Violet and Jack glanced over, the latter huffing and the former grinning. "Nice moves, babe." He dragged his tongue over his big, protruding fangs and cooed, "Nice teeth, too. Reminds me of someone."
"You one of the fighters?" Jack politely asked.
Kahnso glanced at the panda bear and shook his head. "Spectator here. Most fighting I ever do is stick my face in some girl's pussy and fight for air," he grinned with a bob of his eyebrows. Jack chuckled. Kahnso stepped in front of Violet, and she stood to meet him yet she came up only chest high. Kahnso offered paw and Violet lay hers in it but the great difference in sizes made her paw disappear under his fingers. "I'm Kahnso, sweetheart. Nice fighting out there."
"Kahnso, Kahnso," Violet murmured. "Kocaine Kahnso?" she finally asked with a tilt of her head and a thin smile.
"That'd be me," Kahnso said. He puffed his chest out and Violet promptly put her paws on him. Violet was a very taut and toned girl - her muscles were practical. Kahnso was enormous and extremely muscular, but his was a bodybuilder's body chiseled for show. All the same, Violet traced the creases of his muscle through and around his wife-beater and she complimented his build, much to Jack's chagrin.
"Do you know this guy, babe?" Jack asked in a small voice right near her ear.
Violet glanced at Jack and then back at Kahnso. "Not personally. Mister Kahnso here is a singer, if I'm not mistaken." Before Kahnso opened his mouth she murmured, "Handsome bad-boy, vocal tour de force, big fan of leather and cocaine, pussy hunter extraordinaire. Does that sum it up?" she laughed.
"My reputation precedes me," Kahnso sneered. He stroked down through his long hair, dyed blonde on a whim. He lifted his sunglasses and tucked them on his crown to bear eyes that appeared red but not albino, and with them he peered into Violet's amber gaze far too seductively for his lowbrow words: "And you, if I'm not mistaken, are a fine bitch."
"Very perceptive," Violet grinned. When she shrugged off Jack's idle paws, the panda saw it as the death knell for his chance at a locker room quickie. He sat on the bench and watched forlornly.
Here the big fox pulled Violet close and held her back to his front. What seemed like an odd position to her made sense when he slid his meaty paw up under her top and played across a supple tit.
"Uhh, Violet, babe?" Jack meekly, pointlessly asked.
"Shut it, pussy, your girl's busy," Kahnso growled.
To demonstrate that she was indeed occupied, Violet twisted around and slipped her paws down under the crotch of Kahnso's track pants. She found his dense, swollen sheath and gripped it tightly in her paws. The tip of his knotted shaft had already peeked and Violet palmed it with a smile. Such loving flesh felt nice after dealing with the alligator. "I've looked online for pics of this thing," she grinned. Kahnso grinned back to her and she took the opportunity to drag her tongue against his teeth, ending with a curl around one fang.
"If you know where to look, girl," growled Kahnso as he slipped a paw down the back of Violet's gym shorts, "there's tons of amateur videos of me getting laid in shitty dives."
Violet pouted her hard ass back into Kahnso's paw and the fox reached in with the other, too. He held both of her cheeks and squeezed them hard, and although Violet's ass was plush enough to be alluring, it was notably hard and taut just below. "Guess I just wasn't looking hard enough," she huffed. To punctuate, she squeezed tightly around the knot of Kahnso's shaft, and when it began throbbing more noticeably she slid her paw higher and palmed the drooling tip.
Kahnso's moan masked a shudder which Jack made at the sight. The panda reached into his pocket, took out his phone and started to unabashedly record his girlfriend's starfucking. He would later note that the jostling and quaking of the shot was his increasingly bold self-abuse.
From the corner of his eye, Kahnso caught sight of the red light on the phone. Jack was one of those men and Kahnso smirked at the notion. He nibbled Violet's cheek and kissed his way down to her neck. He ground his stiffening penis into her paw just once, and then smoothly turned her around so the action faced Jack. In the middle of a lurid pant, he pressed his shaft into her ass through their thin layers of clothing and he just sneaked a paw back up under the tiger's sports bra.
"You're actually filming this shit? You really are a pussy. Get lost," Kahnso jeered over Violet's shoulder.
Violet reached up and stroked through Kahnso's thick hair. "Nah, let him stay, he won't bother us," Violet purred in a way which both cut Jack deeply and left his squirming in his shorts. "God damn, your paws are big," she huffed as she got a grip in his hair. Kahnso's hair was probably worth more than hers and Jack's apartment, but she yanked it. Kahnso hissed and in turn squeezed on the tit he was holding. His other mitt splayed across her hard belly.
"Everything's big about me, I'm like seven feet tall," Kahnso deadpanned. "And save the hair-pulling for when you're squirting, girl," he huffed.
"Yeah, yeah," Violet huffed back. She reached for her gym shorts and tugged them downward but Kahnso's dry humping kept them more or less where they were. To get to the root of the problem, she reached back between her body and his and she clutched the bulk of his penis through his track pants. Though her fingers were sore from the fight, she rudely squeezed him with everything she had, and in return Kahnso shuddered and eased back. Violet's shorts slipped down after some wriggling from her.
"Fuck me, you can get rude with that all you want," Kahnso naughtily chuckled into an ear. Violet kept up those squeezes and so did Kahnso fondle her tit more roughly. Down went his other paw, teasing along her belly. His thumb caught on her navel but his pinky brushed the edge of her pussylips.
A shiver shot up through Violet upon Kahnso's most gratifying touch yet. As his paw moved to her loins and he traced the run of her lips, the sensation mellowed into something more smooth and easily enjoyed. She mrowled needfully for him and her spine arched. Each brutal squeeze she gave his knotted penis made him huff and growl and he soon pushed a finger into her to even the score. Though he used one to start, it quickly became two while his thumb often pushed her clit like a button.
Violet's paws withered away from Kahnso's groin at the same moment she pressed her nude ass back into him. She reached around behind him just the same and gripped his hard ass, it being almost free of fat. "Christ, your fingers are bigger than Jack's dick," she emphatically whined. Jack pressed his thighs together.
After he pushed his fingers up to the knuckles rudely and quickly, Kahnso nipped her ear and rumbled into it, "If you like the fingers, maybe I'm gonna have to give you the tongue, too."
A smirk split Violet's lips wide. Again she grappled for his hair and she tugged his head down until his chin was as flush to her shoulder as possible. Even while he grimaced and growled, Violet rumbled, "The tongue, huh? I take it that's in proportion too?"
Kahnso glanced at Jack's phone almost self-consciously before he flopped his tongue out. Him being a fox of very large size, his tongue was every bit of a foot long. Uniformly pink, floppy, and broad was this flesh, and it dribbled a little drool onto Violet's arm. She reached right for it and gave it a squeeze at which it and Kahnso both tensed. Chuckling then, Violet ran her fingertips down its surface before she flicked the tip of it.
"Mmm, yeah, that's definitely a lot bigger than Jack's," Violet growled. She pried herself away from Kahnso, twisted on her heel and sat back with a bump on the bench. She slipped her foot out of one leg of her shorts and didn't bother with the other one. Then with her legs splayed wide, she spread her pussylips with two fingers and clicked her teeth at the singer.
Passively and wearing a smirk, Kahnso watched as Violet went prone and offered him her sweet pink. He leaned down over the bench, one paw on the tile and the other on the seat when he smashed his lips into her pussyflesh. Snarling and slobbering, suckling and smooching, Kahnso made a hell of a meal out of the smilodon
From the first moment Kahnso started to eat, Violet mrowled and groaned the praises of his tongue. Jack rose to tense legs and maneuvered around to get a better view of the action. He zoomed right in on Kahnso's hungry munching.
The rockstar's beefy paws closed around Violet's thighs and held them further apart than the tiger had already parted them. In his hunger, he was far from discriminate, and his sloppiness was pushed into excess by the great size of his tongue. Everything close to Violet's snatch was slobbered from her inner thighs to her not-often-fucked tail hole, and her anal entrance clenched against the sloppy licking. The main course was and always would be Violet's snatch of course, and Kahnso at least landed most of his laps on it.
Violet locked her legs around Kahnso's neck and her heels hit his back. That alone was not a new position for either of them but Kahnso found himself wondering just what the girl was up to. Her match with the alligator wasn't the first time Kahnso had seen Violet fight. He knew she had some powerful strength in her legs. With a grunt he pulled back, gripping Violet's hips along the way, and he stood up straight.
The tiger shrieked to suddenly be hooked around Kahnso's neck like a necklace but she adapted fast when she realized he wasn't about to piledrive her. Exhibiting her enviable flexibility - and as Jack finally whipped it out and started to jerk off, severely degrading the quality of his shoot - Violet braced her paws on Kahnso's thighs grappled his track pants down. Getting them over his tentpole cock was the only obstacle and when they were down, she canted her head up with feline grace to see, inverted, the straight-pointing length of Kahnso's massive red rocket. She kissed and lapped its drooling tip and Kahnso crooned in unexpected pleasure.
"I've done a whole lot of shit you'd never fucking believe," Kahnso panted against her cunt, "but this one's new, babe."
"Jesus, that's hot," Jack huffed. Kahnso and Violet both ignored him in favor of their respective snacks.
The tiger couldn't quite bend to suck Kahnso's cock but she made peace with this fact quickly and gave his flesh the best tongue-lashing she could. Being feline meant Violet had a rough tongue, and this slick, sandpapery texture made Kahnso's meat tingle in a way he didn't experience often.
Kahnso's tongue was not unlike others Violet had had crammed up her muff but it was the massive size, as was a recurring theme with Kahnso, which did it for her. Leaking around and soaking into his tongue were her vaginal juices, for Violet was a girl who could squirt like no other as Jack could attest to. Most of what was sticking to the tiger's fur was Kahnso's backwash slobber but Violet contributed enough that Kahnso soon knew her flavor very well.
Feeling confident in Violet's grip around his neck and shoulders, Kahnso slid his paws down from her hips to her breasts. Much like how their bottoms had been hastily half-shucked, Kahnso pushed her sports bra up and her tits hung upside-down, their desirable curves hanging like ripe fruit. He molested them no matter their size or shape, running his blunt claws through her fur and tweaking her nipples with his thumbs.
As to be expected from a limber kitty, Violet tightened with her legs and arched her breasts into into the stud's palms. By that point, returning the oral sex was a foregone conclusion but Kahnso's erection stayed strong without her kisses and licks. Keeping the tiger's slippery muff against his face could only satiate a horny brute like Kahnso for so long, however. That he was fondling Violet more firmly and not only lapping, but also nipping at her cunt was evidence of just how deep his lust ran. As Violet's purple-accented hair brushed against Kahnso's shaft, it was smeared with pre; and so they were both wearing the other's scent.
"Aaah, gawd," Violet whined as she curled her toes and gripped Kahnso's paws with her own. "All my blood's in my fucking head, you wouldn't believe how much everything tingles right now," she said with a weak laugh.
Kahnso saw that as good an opportunity as any to push things along. In gripping Violet by the hips again, he encouraged her to loosen up with her legs and he eased her down until she braced her paws on the bench. Once he had her lying almost lengthwise on the bench, Kahnso descended on her with a hard kiss and a lewd snarl. Violet huffed through the kiss and welcomed his hungry affection with much the same ferocity and mannerisms, and also with strokes through his lush hair.
Again Violet took hold of Kahnso's meat in a grip which immediately became a rough handjob. Kahnso in turn ground into her paw and broke off the kiss to groan against her parted lips. Violet bit his nose with a grin, glanced at Jack still filming and masturbating, and then peered back at Kahnso. She maintained her eye contact while she guided his thick cock to her well-slobbered cunt with one paw and tugged in a familiar way on his hair with the other.
"Agh, the fucking hair again," Kahnso hissed as he pressed his cock to Violet's snatch. "Try asking instead of yanking my hair, would you?" he moaned.
"Cut it off or deal with it," Violet teased with her toothiest grin.
Ostensibly for pleasure but maybe to get back at the bitch, Kahnso bucked in rudely. Violet yowled and wrapped her legs around his hips, her shorts still dangling off an ankle like a flag. "Christ, that's bigger than it looks," Violet panted with yet another yank on Kahnso's hair. When she saw a single tear well up in Kahnso's eye, she eased off and instead petted over his neck and chest through the wife beater. "Fu-u-uck me, babe," groaned the tiger as she traced her claws over the cords in his neck.
"I'm still considering it," Kahnso said in a strained, lame chuckle while he ground into her. Seeing the size of Jack's penis told Kahnso that the panda wasn't responsible for Violet being such a well-stretched kitty, but the fact that he was sticking it in a girl who shared it with everybody who asked didn't take a thing away from the lay for him. "I've fucked mares who bitched that I'm too big, so what's it say about you just taking it without even whining?" he grinned.
Violet pulled him down by the ears to switch things up and she wetly smooched his lips. "It says they were faking it, now fuck me!"
"You got yourself a bossy little bitch here," Kahnso off-handedly said to Jack.
"Ah, yeah, I know," Jack muttered. He was huffing hard and had taken to sitting again. It was clear to see from his blushing face and short bursts of quick masturbation that he was edging and had been for some time already. "Just give it to her, man... Do what the lady says."
"Lady," Kahnso sniggered, but he left it at that. Finally he hit some resistance and Violet began to yowl, but a tight pussy never deterred Kahnso. He slipped it back a few inches only so he could grind it back in even harder, this time with a gyration to cheat it in another inch or two. He kept on working it back and teasing it in, getting his big, famous cock a little bit deeper every single time. Soon his knot started to bear down on Violet's snatch and the feline could only whimper and croon to feel something so thick and long muscling its way into her. No matter how well-trained she was, it had been a long time since she'd fucked any horses - the only species she could think to compare him to. That knot was another story.
Kahnso didn't gloat when his fat knot pressed up to Violet and her pussylips were gouged wide around him. Instead of teasing her or Jack, he started up his slow but so very effective fucking. Around his girth, the tiger's walls slipped as they tried to clench down. Their velvet texture was enhanced by the slickness of both their own moisture and Kahnso's drool, and so despite his painful size, Kahnso's cock encountered no friction.
As he had Violet with quickening gyrations, Kahnso also kissed her lips and flicked them with his tongue. His tongue was stained with the tiger's scent and she hungrily sucked it to sample her own flavor. Kahnso kept a paw braced on the creaking bench but its twin found and molested a soft, round tit much more deliberately than when she had hung from his neck. Welcoming his every touch, Violet pouted her breasts out and wrapped her arms tightly around his neck while she stole a one-sided kiss.
It wasn't a thought for Kahnso or Violet, but Jack was wondering why nobody else had been in to change. When he glanced around, he realized that a few other fighters had entered and were watching, even the alligator girl Violet had pounded into submission. There were only four of them, but knowing that people were watching his girlfriend get nailed was severely arousing to Jack. Suddenly he couldn't hold it off any longer, and with a hiss through his teeth, he shot his wad up onto his chest and ruined a perfectly good muscle shirt.
Kahnso's tongue broke out of Violet's suckles to swab the deepest reaches of her mouth and across her teeth. In the kiss, their exaggerated fangs ground and bumped together. Over Kahnso's back, Violet's toes curled and her pussy writhed in anticipation of its own release and Kahnso's.
Violet left the kiss huffing and she bit at Kahnso's neck with her most predatory snarl. "Aaaoohgawd," she groaned in one long, lurid word. "I'm gonna squirt so fucking hard, please," she whined, "please don't fucking stop now..."
"Fuck no," Kahnso bleated against her face. "Ugh, I'm gonna pop soon, myself..." But the fact of the matter was that Violet was much more far-gone for a number of reasons, and not least among them was the fact that she was fucking a celebrity in front of her cuckold boyfriend. She raked her claws down between his shoulder blades and in their wake came shallow slashes which wept blood. Kahnso hissed at the pain but it invoked primal pleasure in him.
The massive fox pulled off of Violet and planted both paws on the bench with an iron grip. He quickly he took to jackhammering Violet with short and rapid strokes. His balls swung and bounced wildly much like Violet's tits jiggled and his breathing was lurid and heavy, but hers came in irregular snatches. Interlaced with yowls and whimpers, Violet sounded like she was: Incredibly horny and about to cum.
At no particular time in Kahnso's brutal rhythm, Violet gripped his forearms and screamed. Her vaginal walls clamped almost painfully on Kahnso and they longed to milk every drop of spunk out of his fat balls. Elsewhere in Violet's tensed and heaving body was immense pleasure as she writhed and whimpered inarticulately the praises of Kahnso's fat cock. In so many volleys, she squirted around his meat and left his knot and balls completely saturated in liquid musk and natural lubricant. It wasn't until Violet started to calm herself, but only just, that Kahnso slowed his rhythm and asked the dubious question, "Good for you, sugar?"
"Oh my god," Violet bleated. She meant to add onto it but the words slipped her mind as Kahnso worked back into his rhythm. In what seemed then like falling action she wrapped her arms around him again and kissed him on the lips. "Mmm, hey," she purred to him.
"What's up, babe?" Kahnso huffed against her face.
"You know Jack's filming this, right?" Kahnso answered with an affirmative grunt. "Well, in any good porno, you get to see the dude shooting his load..." she grinned.
Kahnso murmured at the notion and then cracked a smile. "Slutty bitch, all you care about is me dumping my nuts on your face," he snickered as he eased out of her in his ponderous way. She sat up on her tingling behind to watch as Kahnso's dense cock loomed near. Everything about it was perfect, she thought. Strangled lovingly by her snatch and ready to pop, its red flesh had shades of purple and its surface was pocked with veins. From the pointed tip came a copious drip of pre like drool, and the knot throbbed heavily.
"Hot," Violet cooed as she took him into her paws. While Kahnso stood more or less passive, Violet tugged at his flesh harshly but at only a medium pace with intent to tease and edge him. Exhibiting love not just for his cock but all of his male anatomy, she alternated with one paw between palming his ball and squeezing his knot while the other paw stroked. In the middle of her pumps, she leaned down and kissed his tip with a sweet purr. The flavor of his masculine pre mixing with her own pussy juice was a very tasty cocktail indeed.
It was only now that Kahnso noticed the others. Where Jack had seen four, Kahnso saw there to be seven now. An official was among them yet he was jerking off. Kahnso didn't think they'd be tossed out just yet.
A heavy blue paw came to rest on Violet's crown but Kahnso didn't use it to force the girl down. He found that he enjoyed that brisk handjob and the subtle kisses and licks too much to override what she was doing, and besides that, he'd exorcised the worst of his male needs when he had her on her back. To be finished off leisurely was not a common experience for the rockstar.
"Come on, babe, jizz for me," Violet crooned as she jerked. She paused to lick up the bottom of his shaft, starting against the knot and ending on the tip. Her lips parted and she took Kahnso in for some suckles which, though few in number, were deliciously harsh. Kahnso grunted for her and his balls began to draw up tight.
Violet pulled back and gripped Kahnso's meat in both paws. She knew now that the singer was close to the edge. She could feel it, smell it, and see it in his body language. While he tensed his muscles and bit his lip, Violet jerked with everything she had. Even with the audience screaming and cheering for the fight in the ring, Violet's wet slapping was all anybody heard in the locker room.
"Come o-o-on," Violet urged, watching the tip of Kahnso's well-loved cock as intently as one might watch a cobra. She pleasured it with her jerks, paused briefly to kiss and nuzzle it, and then returned to her fervent stroking.
Kahnso at last began to grunt and croon. He nearly doubled over and held Violet's head patronizingly, and his cock gave a very sharp and telling throb. Much like Violet, he groaned, "Goddamn."
When the first rope of cum came, Violet wasn't ready for it. It splattered across her cheek and made her flinch but she got it together in the middle of the next rope. Mouth open wide, she caught most of the rockstar's salty spunk but didn't swallow it yet. All she wanted was to have that mess on her tongue, but her interests changed rapidly. Still yanking and tugging but now aiming that fat cock lower, Violet saw to it that her tits received a thick, if not patchy glaze. When all that Kahnso had left to offer was a drool broken up by the odd spurt, Violet took him back into her mouth and she guzzled down his dregs.
To dump the last of his climax right in her mouth, Kahnso threaded his fingers through his hair and sighed in relief. His long and bushy tail lashed in agitation and his eyes fell on Jack's phone again. "Now, little man, you can see over and over how a real man slops on your girlfriend's tits," he grinned. Jack took that as his cue to stop recording.
Finally Violet pulled off of Kahnso's knotted erection. The others whom weren't abusing themselves left and those who were would finish in short order. Kahnso sat beside Violet, still with his pants around his ankles. "Jesus, I gotta come to these wrestling things more often."
The tiger giggled just as she wiped her muzzle off on the back of her arm. "Let me tell you what," she mused. Kahnso grunted to her and watched with no less interest as she hopped up, pulled her bra down over her dirty tits and tugged her shorts up. "Look me up online. Find my promoter's schedule." She leaned down and kissed him on the lips with a wink. "And any time you wanna sneak on back to the locker room, we'll catch up. Later, handsome."
Just like that, Violet left Kahnso's life. He turned around slowly to see Jack still sitting with his dick out, looking dazed but weirdly content. "Hey. Panda," he snapped.
"My name's Jack," Jack smirked. "Dick."
"You can call me that," Kahnso smirked back. "I better not find that fucking video online."
"Nah," Jack said, standing up and pulling his shorts up. Kahnso did the same. "Private collection." He glanced at the others, but everybody had left by then. "Nice touch picking her up like that. See you again sometime."