A Vignette from The Roadhouse: First Rain of the Year
At the Roadhouse, The First Rain of the Season has arrived, And The Long Suffering Hippo Barkeep, His Regular, Brandywine, help Cam, their mechanic friend, unwind on a slow day.
The storm swept in suddenly.
The skies, a sun-baked robin's egg blue had gone grey. And an absolutely torrential downpour had started,
Brandywine, the skunk, looked up from the bar, their large luscious black-and-white tail swishing behind them as the parched earth drank the sky's offering. The Long-suffering Hippo barkeep stepped out from behind the bar, and set about wiping down tables. "gonna be a slow one today..." He said, bending down low as he cleaned.
Brandywine watched despite themselves, feeling their loins plump just a little from the glorious backside on display, the hippos tiny tail fluttering surreptitiously. The skunk couldn't help but smile, admiring the hold and authority that Their smaller clubmate, Pax had over the hardworking pachyderm. "Damn shame Cam's caught out in this mess..." Brandywine Opined. The Hippo Grunted their assent as they continued to wipe down the booth's wooden benches. "Yeah, I wouldna asked her, but it was clear this morning, and I figured she needed to ride while she could, get a break in, and she wouldn't if i didn't give her the excuse, you know how she gets...."
Brandywine nodded half heartedly and sipped their drink. "Yeah....she'd never take a break of her own volition."
"You and them half dollar words, Brandywine...."
"They're seventy-five cents now, ain'tcha been hearing about this inflation?"
The hippo, head still down, extended an arm behind them and flipped the bird in the skunks direction.
Brandywine was about to retort but suddenly, there was the sound of heavy bootfalls on the wooden porch out front, and then the diffuse light filtering in through the saloon doors was obscured by a large shadow. the doors flung open on their hinges as a shape scraaaaaped along the inside of the door-frame with a grunt, Both Brandywine and the Hippo could tell who it was without looking up. Cam, The Hyperthicc rat mechanic exhaled deeply as her body rippled from the inertia of passing through the tiny door flicking drops of water from her coveralls in every direction. Her arms loaded down with several bags of ice for the bar's speed wells,
The Hippo and Brandywine both looked to one another, a particular mischevious smirk played across the skunks' lips, The hippo's weary crows-footed eyes narrowed with playful intent.
"You know...." started the Hippo.
"Yeahhhhhp..." Rejoined Brandywine
Cam, arms full, Rolled her eyes. "Don't you two fuckers eeeeeven star-" She intoned
"Must be....." Hippo.
"Raining pret-ty hard out there from the sound of it...." Brandywine.
Cam gave a frustrated groan-grunt and stomped over behind the bar, barely squeezing herself into it's spaces, unable to turn one of the corners as she leaned over and pulled her knife from her pocket, and flicked it open, slicing one of the ice bags and dumping it's content into the speedwell.
The clattering roar of ice cubes on brushed steel was loud, and so the pair paused their little game till it subsided.
"After that record-breaking hot summer..." Went Brandywine
"And that dry spring.... " Followed The Hippo
"I fucking swear if the two of you fuckin' say it again I'm gonna knock both your heads in..." Cam set about Cutting open the next bag of ice, and struggled to move around the corner to the next speedwell, finding herself wedged and swearing under her breath."
The hippo stood up and threw his dustcloth back over his shoulder and advanced behind the back of the bar, as Brandywine clambered on hands and knees onto the bartop, and suddenly Cam found herself, Pinned between the two miscreants.
"Don't you fuckin say it!" Cam warned again, as Brandywine loomed in front of her, their plush body smooshing up against the Rat. Their nostrils flaring as they sipped at the humid steamy environs contained in the rat's Coveralls. She felt the squish of the Hippo barkeep against her backside, Pinning her tail between her back and the hippos tubby gut and hands sliding up along and then under her arms, and her cheeks grew a little flushed in embarrassment, as her nipples started to tent visibly beneath her coveralls, her own hypertrophic meat starting to pulse despite herself, starting to struggle and squirm but every motion was arrested by the bar around her. Her look of consternation building despite her flushed cheeks. As her Friends looked each other in the eye and even the relatively stoic hippo broke into a wide grin she could only barely catch out from the corner of her eye.
"I swear to god you two fucking dumbasses...."
The hippo gently pried the folding knife from her hand, as she let it go, and struggled again, rattling bottles on the barback, as the two leaned in, each placing their mouth near one of her ears and with a signal from Brandywine the two spoke in unison:
"We Needed this~"
The two squeezed in close, and nibbled the rat's ears, causing her knees to go weak and her whole body to shake and spasm as her eyes rolled into the back of her head, as she tried to scream and thrash and playfully escape the confines.
"Stop! Stop trying to make that stupid ass things you west-coast hippie motherfuckers keep saying every fuckin [wheeze, pant] Year you....."
They jumped in again. hands gently gripping her zipper and sloooooowly sliding it down, the humid cloud of musk rising into the air, as hands slid beneath her outfit, rubbing at her sodden sweaty musky furry flesh, enormous tits cupped lovingly, backside prodded by a hippo's erection, Brandywine's tongue lapping at her chins.
again, the two mumbled in relative concert.
"we needed this~"
"needed this..."
Cam Struggled and kicked and despite herself, fell into the attentions of her dear friends, and their obnoxious seasonal catchphrase, shaking and squirming as her toes curled in her damp boots as that skunk kneeled up on the bar and gently pushed their bulge to her nose. Breathing him in, and slowly, parting her lips to lick at him, tongue sliding underneath their foreskin and slowly, gently starting to slurp, to taste him. The warmth of meat on her tongue sending her body wriggling, as a plastic bottle of cheap booze clattered to the floor below, feeling that skunk's savory dick filling her maw, and starting to suck and squirm and groan as the hippo slowly unzipped her rear zipper and gently began to hotdog himself between her massive cheeks as the pachyderm held her arms behind her head, leaning into the shoving, squishing comforting warmth as her dick pulsed and twitched, she groaned as her enormous hypercock dumped a pint of precum onto the floor through her briefs as she bounced back onto one cock and forward onto another, before, slowly groaning as she let those wonderful thick dicks, do their best to tease her, barely even able to fit the hippo into her hole from the sheer girth of her backside, but knowing full well her wet furry cheeks would do the job of getting the barkeep off, and slowly, as her tongue slithered up under Brandywine's foreskin again, and took them alllll the way down her throat, her body, tense from demanding weeks of work, began to relax, to sink into the grasp and the feeling of hands on her, gripping her head, helping those cocks to slowly, but insistently bucking into and pulling out of her as her lungs filled with Brandywine's weed-and-leather scent, and then....groaning as she couldn't help herself, stuck with no way out from this attention, she started to feel the hot wet precum soaking her ass-fur, mouth, and her own increasingly splattering the floor of the bar as she grew harder and harder as the skunk's hands brushed along her cheeks, and cupped the back of her head. Every moment the two pressed further in, closer to her, and the bar itself held her in place, the tension in her neck, and back and shoulders, her hips and enormous glutes, grew pliant and supple, as her enormous package slid free and splatted against the pre-soaked bar floor, the cloudy haze of her pent up musk rising around the trio, making them both twitch and spasm from the overwhelming rush of pheromones. The hippo feigning disgust, the skunk trying not to cum on the spot.
She felt them tense, and their need starting to grow, filling her mouth and sloooowly the hippo squeezed up between her enormous cheeks and she felt that pachyderm cock squish into her massive hole, and her knees grew weak again and slowly, moaning and grunting in defeat, she sucked hungrily on Brandywine's cock, pulling off for a moment, a lurid horny moan escaping her lips as the hippo sank their cock all the way inside her, rubbing her massive prostate. She took another long deep suck on the skunk's prick, before nuzzling that plush soft furry belly. And then as the first jets of her friend's orgasms began to splatter inside her hole and down her massive damp cleavage as their climaxes took them, she admitted, after a swipe of her tongue along that skunk's shaft:
"y....yeah...We....we ..needed_ this...."