FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM either as Inja on SoFurry or TheRealInja on FA. As always, I am open to new story ideas or situations with existing characters as well.

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Foreword: Don’t ask me where this idea came from, I don’t even know. I was just in the mood to write something silly and this came about.

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Jessica McKinny was an average housewife, no scratch that, she was more than just the average housewife! Yes, she was a stay-at-home mom, but that didn’t mean she didn’t work. During the formative years of her twin son’s lives, Jessica had found she had a natural talent for writing and specifically blogging. By the time her boys were old enough to attend their local college, “Just Jessica!” was one of the most popular blogs around. She covered a variety of topics from raising kids, to trying out diets for other moms in similar situations like herself. She even ventured out into trying her hand at a bit of cooking and trying kitchen gadgets as well in her latest YouTube channel which was really starting to take off. The cooking was rather well received as well, she, along with her husband and twin sons began putting on a few pounds. So, it wasn’t long before she started a fitness channel as well, just a few simple exercises to stay in shape without having to pay for an expensive gym membership.

Her exercises had obviously done the trick as she had overheard her son’s friends refer to her as a total MILF. Being something of an online persona, of course she knew what that meant, even if she pretended not to, just so she wouldn’t embarrass the young strapping men. While she adored that her sons were so popular and admittedly, she did like the attention from their friends as well, she wasn’t too keen on the mess they often left around the house. Mostly the dishes that were often stacked shoulder high, it became such a frequent nuisance however that their previous dishwasher just could not keep up with the heavy workload. Thankfully she made enough money in her own ventures that she wasn’t too reliant on her husband, Andy. This in turn meant that while it was an unexpected expense, it wasn’t something they couldn’t afford. Jessica had always been a forward-thinking woman as well, so instead of replacing their old dishwasher with like for like, she instead opted for something a little bigger and more heavy duty.

After doing her research, she found a unit that fit their budget and was large enough to handle the workload of a horde of ravenous young men. She had been in the middle of recording her latest workout video when the deluxe model dishwasher was delivered. At first, she feared she would have to wrestle the beast back in place, but for some reason the two men were rather eager to help her not only install the new dishwasher, but remove her old one as well. Perhaps it could have been because the curvy dalmatian was in her workout clothing with hugged her generous curves a little too well, especially after working up a sweat. Even without makeup on and her hair done up in a messy bun, Jessica was still attractive.

Even before the two helpful gentlemen were out her front door as they wrestled with the old unit, Jessica was starting to load a pile of dishes into the new one. She probably should have read the manual on how to properly do so however, as she couldn’t seem to unlatch the cutlery basket from the back right corner of the bottom tray. Even after raising the top basket up a little so she could crawl in and get a better look at what she was working with, it was of no use. The darn thing almost seemed to be welded in place. Perhaps a look at the manual was in order after all, only, when she tried to reverse direction and crawl back out of the dishwasher, Jessica found herself stuck in place.

Her hair bun at somehow gotten caught on the top sprinkler, when she tried to reach up with her free hand, her Fitbit watch strap got caught on the bottom rack. “Fucking hell” Jessica growled with a hint of an English accent, even though she had emigrated with her parents to the States when she was a kid, her accent had never fully gone away. It was what had first attracted Andy to her he used to say, she reminded him of his favorite old-time movie with the original Mary Poppins. Thankfully she had been so keen on yoga and exercising as Jessica found herself in a rather precarious position with her back arched as she leaned halfway inside the large dishwasher. Though this did leave her rather exposed from the waist down, looking at the bright white numbers on her digital watch, she was probably going to be stuck like this for a few hours, unless someone came home early. She couldn’t even lay down to get comfortable, thanks to the dirty fishes and utensils she had already packed on the bottom rack, which meant she would have to remain kneeling and unable to even so much as scratch her nose as she was supporting her weight on her right hand only.

“Well fuck, this is not ideal…but at least I have an idea for my next blog post” she sighed, resigning herself to her fate with a defeated chuckle. Just then, she heard the front door open again quietly. “Hey, in here! I’m stuck!” she shouted out to the unknown person.

Moments later heavy footsteps made their way over behind her, though she wasn’t sure she recognized them. It could have just been because of the dishwasher amplifying the sound around her, but the person sounded bigger than her husband or her sons. They didn’t say anything either, which surely, they would have upon seeing her like this. At the very least, they would be laughing and taking pictures of her predicament before trying to help her out. But that wasn’t what happened, not even close.

Instead, what did happen was the person behind Jessica reached out and began groping over her exposed buttocks and even between her thighs. “Hey! Stop that this instant!” she snarled and bucked, straining against her unusual bonds to try free herself, but it was of no use. All she managed to do was rattle the baskets and their contents like a poor imitation of a rattlesnake. The sound did not dissuade the person either, soon she felt her yoga pants and panties both being tugged down around her thighs. Strong hands gripped at her spotted cheeks with a slow rolling grope before she was spread and lewdly exposed. She could feel his breath on her nethers, soon followed by his tongue as he took a slow lick from her clit, all the way up under her tail. The angry growl she had been issuing died with an awkward squeak when his tongue flitted across her little pink asshole, Andy never did that with her!

“Please, just stop this now and I’ll forget it every happened” she tried to reason with the person, but the next lick to her heated cunt was a clear indication they had no intent on stopping. If only she never got so damned excited during her exercises, she might not have enjoyed the attention so damned much. But her cooch was already buzzing and tingling from the moment she had climbed into the damned dishwasher to inspect it, but now with an eager tongue licking at her cunt while strong hands manhandled her firm buttcheeks, Jessica had to fight from making and lewd groans. She didn’t know who was behind her, but goddam did they have a tongue on them and knew how to use it too!

The stranger jammed his slimy oral appendage deep inside her married cunt, curling and writhing it about inside her and against her snug gripping walls to great effect. Even with closing her eyes and trying to imagine her grandparents having hot, wrinkly sex on her dining room table was not enough to stave off her first climax. The asshole behind her made sure she couldn’t resist it either, he had snuck a thumb beneath his chin to diddle her clit and even slipped another under her tail to lightly probe under her tail as his tongue worked her pussy over like it owed him money. There was no way the stranger didn’t hear her howl in ecstasy when she did finally climax, the damned chamber the inside of the dishwasher formed around her may as well have been her bellowing into a bullhorn with how it amplified her needy groans of passion.

The tongue unfortunately left her now sweltering pussy, along with one of his hands as she heard the sound of a zipper being undone. She had had two kids already so she knew what was coming, but she was not expecting something so thick to nudge past her pouting slick folds before it sunk deep inside her in one smooth thrust. The last time she had even touched a dick which had not belonged to her husband was way back in her freshman year of college! Now suddenly she had someone that easily put him to shame hammering at her cervix. She knew this wasn’t her husband fucking her, he was too long and far too thick. If she didn’t already feel two hands on her ass again, she would have thought she was being fisted. Instead, the stranger seemed intent on battering her cervix with his cocktip while his cunt-wrecker of a cock hammered her married hole like he was the one who had married her.

“Oh no…” Jessica whimpered as she felt another climax coming, already she felt herself clenching and squeezing down on the stranger’s cock as her body prepared for another dish rattling orgasm. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, the stranger came first. She felt the first hot splashes of his unprotected seed deep inside her, his hips grinding against her bare behind while he fired off shot after shot of cum within her married cunt. “Oh shit…” the married dalmatian milf suddenly thought to herself, she suddenly couldn’t remember if she had remembered to take her birth control pills. She hadn’t needed to after Andy’s vasectomy, but she liked these ones in particular because they regulated her hormones so well.

When the thick cock finally withdrew from her cunt, Jessica wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed. She had been right on the cusp of cumming, but now she was left high and dry. Though, not for very long as another cock suddenly sunk deep within her now overly slick pussy, this one however was not quite as long as the first, but he was certainly thicker. Thick enough that he actually made Jessica grunt as he bucked his hips into her, sinking his thickness deep with a firm clap of his hips against her behind. She suspected the person must be a feline of some sort as she could feel claws lightly scratching at her hips from how he was holding her in place. Though she wasn’t entirely sure as she didn’t feel the usual barbs she thought felines were supposed to have on their cocks. At least the second guy managed to bring her over the edge, forcing that climax to build up and spill over within her again in short order.

There was something titillating about being stuck and helpless while unknown strangers used her for their pleasure. She had read stories similar to this in the past which had tickled her interest, but she had never thought herself as being someone that would enjoy such a thing happening to her. But now that it was, she couldn’t deny just how turned on she was.

“Fuck!” the married dalmatian yelped when a thick thumb first began circling her little winking pink pucker, only to press deep inside her behind. Soon the digit was pumping in and out beneath her tail in time to the stranger’s thrusts, she wasn’t usually one for butt stuff, but then again, nor was she one for letting strangers fuck her either. Today was a learning experience for Jessica, perhaps it was just because of the situation she was in, but that thumb working her backdoor actually felt kind of good. It felt even better when the stranger leaned over her back so he could reach down beneath her belly and back between her thighs to find her clit too. Once more the enclosure of the dishwasher amplified her screams of pleasure as the second stranger brought her to another loud and dish rattling climax.

“Shit!” she thought she heard one of them say, suddenly she was alone again. Her thighs were still twitching with the aftershocks of her climax when she heard the backdoor open and more heavy footsteps make their way into the kitchen. She hadn’t heard the other two strangers leave, but that wasn’t surprising with how loud the thumbing of her heart was in her ears. But they were definitely gone as the new person didn’t seem to notice anyone else in the room but her. “Are you going to help me or not?” she tried to ask.

Perhaps Jessica should have been more specific however as soon more hands were groping at her behind, this time they felt soft and gentle in comparison to the first set. Something was wiped up between her thighs and over her cunt, clearly a paper towel or something to clear away the mess of the first stranger. That did not bode well for Jessica, sure enough she felt another hard length beginning to sink deep inside her married cunt. After a few thrusts however, the stranger withdrew his cock from her. The married dalmatian heard the stranger snort and couch before a gross slimy glob of saliva landed right on her bared tail hole. He was holding her tail lifted and out the way so he could spit on her pucker, the reason quickly became apparent when she felt his slick tip being guided down to nudge at her opening.

It had been decades since Jessica last let anyone travel her Hershey highway, even Andy hadn’t been allowed that pleasure, not even for his fortieth birthday! Yet, here was a stranger, now slowly working a thick stiffness between her spotted buttocks. Jessica grit her teeth and growled as her pucker eventually parted reluctantly to permit him entrance, thankfully the stranger was gentle about it and didn’t immediately hammer away at her tush. She wondered who it could be as they seemed rather gentle about what they were doing, going slow and making sure she was able to take him before starting to speed up or go deeper.

It didn’t take long before the stranger was using the full length of his prick to fuck her ass. His heavy balls tapped against her soaked pussylips below every time he hilted the married spotted canine’s rear, if it wasn’t for the excitement of a stranger using her against her will, Jessica would have turned around and ripped them a new one for what they were doing to her. Instead, the unlucky spotted canine remained stuck in place and helpless to stop whomever was currently rearranging her guts. Thanks to the dirty dishes all around her, she couldn’t even make out any telling scents that would help identify who the anonymous butt-fucker was.

“Stop fucking my ass, asshole!” Jessica tried to shout, but as soon as she did, even she heard the note of undeniable pleasure in her words. The unknown stranger bucked his hips firmly in against her behind and paused for a moment at hearing her shout, but it didn’t last for long before he started moving again. He had obviously heard that needy tone to her voice as well, now he was hunched further over her back and had adjusted his angle to really hammer down into her married ass. All the married dalmatian could manage was a series of unintelligible grunts and growls as the stranger’s hips started fucking her in a series of rapid fire, short and fast strokes.

As much as her little stretched hole was starting to ache from the unrelenting abuse of being fucked hard and fast, Jessica felt a familiar upwelling of pleasure in the pit of her belly. If he kept this up, she was bound to cum from being butt fucked. “No, no…this can’t be happening…” she whined to herself, trying not to let the pleasure build. But it was of no use, like an avalanche storming down a hill towards her, the growing pleasure could not be stopped. With a high-pitched bark and whine, Jessica began to jerk and writhe beneath the unknown booty banger. Her body clenched hard enough down around his invading cock that she briefly halted his thrusts, his balls tapping against her cunt were even doused in her first ever almost explosive climax as she squirted hard.

The climax must have been more intense than she realized, when Jessica woke up, someone was busy reaching inside the dishwasher to help get her untangled. Once she was free, she found Andy standing before her with an amused look on his face. “I know you’re a dirty girl, but you don’t belong in the dishwasher” the handsome German Shepherd teased.

“I..uhm…what?” Jessica stammered, looking down at herself. She was fully dressed and nothing seemed out of place, as if the last few hours had been nothing but a raunchy dream. “Thanks…” she mumbled as Andy wandered over to the fridge to get himself a beer. “I’m just gonna…go get changed” the dalmatian mumbled and stumbled her way upstairs. Alone in her bathroom, Jessica stripped off her clothing and inspected each item intensely, but still, she didn’t find anything amiss. There was not even a scent of anyone else on her clothing, but there was oddly a strong scent of the deodorizer she used in the kitchen. It was almost as if someone had spritzed her clothing with it to cover their scents, even when she reached down between her thighs, she found that while she ached a little in her cunt, more so under her tail, she didn’t find any telling signs of having been fucked bareback by multiple partners. It all still seemed like a lurid dream, but there was no real evidence that anything had happened. Even the kitchen floor had been spotless and she swore she remembered having cum hard enough to squirt, she could still hear the spatter against the center island behind her as the stranger fucked her ass.

Jessica sat in the nude for a long moment, not sure how to process all of this information. With a finger twirling a lock of her now undone hair which cascaded over her shoulders, she stared at her bathroom sink as the afternoon’s events played in her mind. Suddenly, her eyes focused on her Fitbit watch. The dalmatian snatched the Fitbit off the marble counter and dashed in the nude into her bedroom to connect it to her tablet. Sure enough, after looking at her vitals for the day, there were definite points where her heart rate was far higher than normal, right around the time she had gotten stuck in that damned dishwasher. That still didn’t help with finding out who the hell had fucked her though, it wasn’t like the doors were locked.

The first two could have been the delivery guys who had helped install the damned dishwasher, but then they were both canines and one of the first two who fucked her had been feline. Hadn’t he? Her sons had feline friends, had some of them come over unannounced and fucked her? Hell, had one of the strangers even been one of her sons perhaps? This thought shook Jessica to the core, not only for the fact that she may have unwittingly fucked one of her boys, but if she had, they had definitely cum inside her unprotected.

“Looks like she can handle a load or two” one of her son’s friends announced as soon as Jessica returned to the kitchen, once again to find a group of young men making a heap of dirty dishes. The others all burst out laughing, but Jessica couldn’t help but feel like they were all talking about her. The way they looked at her, with an undeniable hunger. Had one of these young men been one of the strangers from that day? There was a large panther, Tony, with a deep voice that would be suited to soft Jazz or R&B music if he could carry a tune. He could have been the feline perhaps. There was Max, a broad-shouldered Kane Corso, he looked like he could easily be sporting a cunt wrecker prick like her first afternoon fuck too. Then again, so did Leon, a handsome palomino pony with his long flowing golden locks, looking like a chiseled Greek god.

“Get done much today, mum?” Terry asked with a cheeky grin as he wandered over to give her a kiss on the cheek.

“What did you say?” She whirled around to stare wide eyed at her son.

“Get much done today?” He asked again with a frown, before downing the last of the orange juice direct from the carton and placing it beside the growing pile of dishes.

“More than I thought I would…” Jessica mumbled and turned around to head back upstairs. As she walked, she could feel all their eyes on her shapely behind. The married milf couldn’t help but smile and give a slightly exaggerated sway to her step which caused her behind to almost jiggle tantalizingly for her young audience.