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On The Job Training

Zig Zag is © Max Blackrabbit. Shelia is © Eric Schwartz. Both characters are used with permission. This work is © FurAfterDark.com and is reprinted with permission.

Zig Zag sat idly in her office chair, gently clicking through the latest series of still photos. Intended to advertise an upcoming anthology collection of Shelia’s work, they depicted the vixen in an assortment of poses, all meant to show off her ample bust and exceptional back end. As her editors had already vetted the photos, and Sabrina had conducted the necessary digital touch-ups, these photos showed off the best that Shelia had to offer, and needed little more than a rubber stamp to go from Zig Zag’s desk to the final printing. Still, Zig Zag couldn’t help but look over each one intently, feeling herself drawn to Shelia’s supple curves and exceptional enthusiasm. Shelia had been with Zig Zag for years now, and she was definitely Zig’s favorite porn star. Short of herself, of course.

The great majority of Shelia’s work was straight, conforming most naturally to Shelia’s own preferences. It wasn’t that the vixen was opposed to a little lesbian licking from time to time, she just loved the cock. And it came through in her work. One cock wasn’t enough, and five wasn’t too many. She always managed to keep herself in control, working and stroking, remaining the center of attention even as she worked the male stars who clustered around her. It was decidedly pleasing, and Zig Zag was glad to see so much of her own style and teaching extant in Shelia’s own work.

The more Zig looked, though, the more worked up she got. These shots showed Shelia in the best possible light, and even though Zig Zag’s career had made her mostly numb to porn, Shelia’s raw talent and beautiful body stirred something inside Zig. The vixen just had what it took, and it showed. Zig Zag licked her lips and smirked as she clicked through the last of the photos. She had an itch, and it needed to be scratched.

Brushing her long platinum-blond hair out of her eyes, Zig Zag picked up her desk phone and dialed Shelia’s cell phone number. Shelia always had it nearby, and while it was shut off during shooting Zig knew that the vixen turned it back on when she was changing back into street clothes. Sure, she could have paged the vixen, or gone down to the changing room and requested her in person, but everyone knew what it meant when someone was summoned to Zig Zag’s office. No need to announce to the whole building that Shelia was going to get a little personal attention from the big boss. Then everyone else would want some too.

Shelia answered on the second ring. “Hello?” Her voice was a bit tired from a long day’s work, but still filled with the perky enthusiasm that Zig Zag had come to love.

“Yes, Shelia? Could you come by my office a bit before heading out?” Zig Zag did her best to conceal her true intentions in her voice, but she knew that Shelia knew damn well the only reason why she would be summoned to Zig’s office. Still, keeping up the appearance of propriety was important, especially since Zig didn’t want to show any favoritism. “I just wanna go over some of these stills with you.”

“Oh, anything you say, boss!” said Shelia. Her excitement came bubbling through the phone, her voice betraying her eternal eagerness. “Just can we make it kinda quick? I’ve got some dinner plans this evening.”

“Well all right, but that just means you’ll need to pay attention so we can work fast,” said Zig. “I’ll see you in a few minutes.” As she hung up the phone, Zig Zag found herself squirming in her seat, the idea of a few intimate moments with Shelia already working her up. She did her best to resist, crossing her legs and tapping her heel as she tried to keep her mind from wandering, but Shelia’s curves and eagerness to please just kept coming back. Zig reached down and began to gently rub herself through her panties, whimpering a bit at the sensation. It had been quite some time since she and Shelia had last spent a little private time together, what with the necessities of filming. The economics of the industry were changing, and both Zig Zag and Shelia were having to tighten their belts and put in more work every day in order to keep the cash flowing. This left precious little time for intimacy, especially when it was off-camera.

Panting at the warmth of her own fingers, she softly rubbed up and down, then pulled her panties aside and pressed against her clit. She gasped a bit at first, then closed her eyes and moaned softly as she rubbed up and down. Now that she was getting into it, she realized that it had indeed been quite some time since she last had a moment to herself. All of those pent up feeling and desires were building and growing inside her, and now that she’d given herself the opportunity, they were desperate to get out.

She gently caressed her lower lips with her fingertips and nails, taking great care to be soft and gentle. Fast and hard might work for the camera, but when she was alone or with someone she cared for, it was all about the pleasure. She bit her lower lip and sucked air between her teeth as she reached up to grope herself, gripping her right tit through her shirt and gently thumbing her nipple. Already it was standing up hard, filled with sensitivity and warmth. Her body was begging for her to continue, desperate for the release her fingers promised to offer.

Just as she was about to work herself up into a frenzy, there was a knock at the door. Blushing a bit, Zig Zag quickly shoved her panties back into place and tried to make herself look presentable.

She had only just gotten started pleasing herself, so her tits were still in her blouse, and she hadn’t undressed at all. Still, she knew that erect nipples and slightly disheveled hair would probably give her away, but really, so would inviting Shelia up in the first place. Still, she felt a bit embarrassed to have allowed herself a bit of unprofessional behavior. She’d better make sure that she worked it all out while she had Shelia to herself, or else it might come up tomorrow. “Door’s unlocked, come on in.”

Shelia was wearing a simple T-shirt and jeans, her typical street clothes. Despite the modest dress she was undeniably attractive, and the big smile on her face made her very approachable. She eagerly walked over to Zig Zag, her tits bouncing in front of her as she took a seat on the far side of Zig’s desk. “So boss, what did you wanna see me about?”

“Well, I was looking over your glamour shots for the Shelia Anthology,” said Zig Zag. She leaned forward and turned her monitor so that the vixen could see it, making sure that there was a bit of exposed cleavage as well. Shelia couldn’t miss seeing it, but if she had a response, she hid it well. “As you can see, you’ve got really excellent hetero shots, but you’re decidedly lacking in the lesbian department.”

Shelia nodded, smiling and looking at the photos of herself on the computer. They were decidedly explicit, but she was used to such stuff by now, and seemed to be not in the least bit dissuaded. Zig wasn’t sure, but the vixen seemed to be mildly worked up by the photos, perhaps remembering the action and enthusiasm she’d experienced on set when they were taken. This was, of course, exactly what Zig Zag wanted. “Well, that’s just how I am,” said the vixen with a smile. “You know I’ve got a bit of a hetero preference, and you’ve got to admit that I look damn good in every one of those photos.”

“Oh, I’m not denying that,” said Zig Zag, grinning and getting to her feet. She leaned far forward, making her cleavage fill Shelia’s view, as well as moving to lock eyes with the young vixen. “It’s just that a lot of your fans are a bit squeamish about seeing you with guys, and they like the softer, gentler you with hot chicks. I just want to make sure you don’t lose your skills, and I was thinking of offering a little on-the-job training. Consider it a refresher course.”

Shelia leaned back in her chair and smirked. “Oh come out and say it Zig, you’ve been looking over all these hot photos of me, and now you wanna blow off a little steam.” Shelia leaned forward, grinning, and kissed Zig Zag on the nose. “I guess it HAS been quite some time since we did that ‘How To Take Care Of Your Pet Bitch’ series, and that was more about showing off than having fun. I was sitting on ice packs for a week.”

“Awh, you’re no fun,” said Zig Zag, giggling. She moved around the desk and took Shelia by the hand, pulling her up to her feet and

gently caressing the vixen’s hips. “Here I wanted to play all coy and professional, and you go reading me like a book.”

“What can I say, we’ve been friends for years, and I know what you want.” Shelia kissed Zig Zag for a moment, their muzzles entwined just long enough for their tongues to clash with one another. “You’re more than just a boss, otherwise I’d be filing a visit like this away under ‘sexual harassment.’ I’ve checked, you CAN do that at a porn studio, with the right lawyer.”

“Well, hopefully not at MY studio!” Zig Zag pushed Shelia down onto the couch, and they collapsed into a pile of giggles, their hands tracing back and forth across one another, unbuttoning buttons and unzipping zippers. “I’ll have you know that I take pride in my employees’ personal well being and take any reports of undue sexual forwardness very seriously!”

“You just don’t want any competition when it comes to queen bitch around here!” said Shelia, grinning and gripping Zig Zag’s ass once it became fully exposed. Zig Zag found herself unable to repress a moan as the vixen slid her thigh between those of the skunk, gently caressing and working Zig’s eager, dripping slit.

“Queen bitch am I?” said Zig, giggling and grabbing at a box of toys she kept near the couch. A lot of the would-be stars that she “interviewed” needed props, and so she always kept a few on hand for such an occasion. “I’ll show you who’s the bitch around here!” Retrieving a simple black collar and leash, she locked it around Shelia’s neck and pulled the leash taut, kissing the vixen’s muzzle as it came into contact with her own. They gasped and writhed for a few minutes longer, their massive tits and ample hips writhing and bucking with the contact.

“A bitch, am I?” gasped Shelia as the kiss finally broke. “Well then you’ll just have to fuck me like a bitch!” Grabbing at the toy box herself, Shelia retrieved a large black rubber strapon and tossed it to Zig. The skunk smirked and neatly buckled it onto herself, adjusting it a bit at first and then rubbing the tip back and forth across Shelia’s eager slit. The vixen moaned and squealed with the stimulation, digging her claws into the cushions of the couch. Even after a long day on set, she still wanted more! Zig Zag growled with excitement, letting some slack out on the leash as she pulled back and adjusted herself.

Zig Zag worked the massive strapon in with slow, gentle thrusts, letting more and more of the length dive down as she bent over Shelia. Every bit of the push rubbed delicately against Zig’s clit, and she found herself already shuddering and dripping with desire. Maybe she had worked herself up too much before they got started, or maybe it had just been too long since her last bit of fun. Either way, it was going to take some careful management to drag this out as long as necessary.

But Shelia wasn’t making it easy. The vixen was every bit as bubbly and enthusiastic in private as she was on set, and as she wrapped her arms and legs around Zig Zag she bucked and shoved with

great enthusiasm. As Zig Zag bent forward, her entire field of view became Shelia’s bouncing cleavage, which, while not unpleasant, wasn’t good for Zig’s goal of milking the most out of this. Clearly, she needed to change her tactics.

Pulling out suddenly, she leapt off the couch, just barely holding on to the leash as she grabbed Shelia’s legs and turned her sideways. The vixen giggled as she was flipped on to her belly, her knees on the floor as her ass stuck up invitingly. Years of experience let her know instinctively what Zig Zag wanted her to do, and so she braced her forearms on the couch, sticking out her bust and curling back her tail. “Careful where you aim that monster, my ass is still sore from taking that horse guy up the butt back on Tuesday,” said Shelia, smirking as she looked at Zig over the shoulder.

“Awh, and here I was thinking he’d left you so loose I wouldn’t need any lube,” said Zig. She brought the leash taut again and gently pressed the strapon’s tip against Shelia’s slit. The vixen wasn’t having it though, and she shoved back aggressively, impaling herself on the rubber shaft and almost sending Zig Zag sliding backwards. “Hey now, you’re gonna bust that ass wide open if you don’t aim it properly.

“I’m just making sure I’m not late for my dinner date,” said Shelia, giggling. “I just hope he doesn’t mind sloppy seconds.” Shelia began moving herself back and forth gently, and Zig was soon matching her thrusts, softly sliding back and forth, their hips moving in long, gentle collisions.

“I doubt it, considering he’s meeting with you on a work day,” said Zig Zag. “You’ve had a full-day of getting pounded on set, what’s a few more minutes afterwards with the boss?”

“An AHH!!! A really good time, if you ask me!” Shelia was

getting worked up into a frenzy now, and Zig Zag had to work hard with the leash to keep the vixen under control. She growled and gave the vixen a few firm smacks across the ass, letting Shelia know that she was in charge.

“Don’t make me bust my green hat out,” said Zig, giggling as she slyly referred to the alternate personality she took on when playing the role of an aggressive dominatrix. “You won’t like me with my green hat on!” Shelia rolled her eyes at her boss to let the skunk know that she was not amused, and Zig Zag responded by kicking it up a notch, shoving the strapon hard and deep with each thrust, picking up the pace as best she could. If Shelia wasn’t going to let Zig Zag have fun one way, she’d just have to do it another way!

Soon the pair of them were bucking and thrusting so hard that they pushed the couch across the hardwood floor, disrupting the rug and threatening to send nearby furniture crashing. Shelia’s massive, pendulous tits bounced back and forth with each thrust, threatening to bop her in the muzzle should she look down at the wrong moment. Zig Zag’s tits were also bouncing, but she managed to maintain a bit

more control, gasping and panting as she worked Shelia towards her climax.

Zig Zag was not in the habit of going first when it came to sex, but she knew that she was “fresh” and that, having been worked up before they even got started, odds are she’d go off before Shelia. There weren’t a lot of ways to prevent this from happening, so Zig Zag dove into action, bending far forward and groping Shelia’s breasts intently. She let go of the leash and moved to nibbling and nipping at the vixen’s ears and neck. Her fingers sought Shelia’s nipples through the thick tufts of chest fur, finding and rubbing them intently as she pressed her strapon hard against Shelia’s clit.

Shelia was the willing, eager-to-please sort, and once she realized what Zig Zag was up to, she dove in with great gusto. Gorging herself on the pleasure that her boss was offering, she shoved and bucked against the strapon in an effort to push herself over the edge as quickly as possible. She squeezed down with her sex, groaning and moaning loudly as she arched her back, curling her tail in anticipation.

Shelia’s orgasm was strong and loud, making enough noise to where anyone in the adjoining rooms would have had no trouble hearing it. It shook and shuddered through her like a wave crashing against the shore, threatening to buck back Zig Zag and maybe even throw her off. Zig Zag growled and held firm, gripping Shelia’s shoulders and letting the orgasm ride back and forth between them. Soon she felt herself shuddering and gasping in the throws of her own pleasure, her sex exploding around she strapon and dribbling liquid down her thighs. It was as if a weight were being lifted off her shoulders, and she was suddenly dizzy with the lightness of it all.

Zig Zag leaned forward and nuzzled Shelia, the pair them groping and cuddling for a few minutes before finally getting to their feet. Zig Zag cooed and kissed Shelia on the cheek. “Well I guess I can’t deny your talent, although I guess that taking a strapon is sort-of cheating when it comes to girl-on-girl training,” said Zig Zag.

“Oh hush, you needed it, and I need to go,” said Shelia. “I’m at least gonna wanna take a quick shower before heading out to my date. Don’t worry though, the restaurant’s only thirty minutes from here and I’ve still got an hour to go.”

“So then we’ve got thirty minutes in the shower together,” said Zig Zag, grinning and giving Shelia a tight hug. The strapon stuck up between the vixen’s legs, still glistening with juice. Shelia giggled and kissed Zig Zag on the nose.

“Well I guess it would be a shame when we can save water,” said Shelia. “Just leave the strapon outside, all right? I don’t wanna be more than fashionably late this evening.” Zig Zag grinned and started undoing the buckles. A second helping like this was too good to refuse. Besides, how else could she be sure that she got all the horniness out of her system if she didn’t try for a second go-round?