How This Started
How This Started
"So how did this start?" Alice asked, flopping into her seat and pointing between Lawrence and Amy. Dakota leaned against her but perked her floppy ears; obviously she was just as eager to hear the story. Amy and Lawrence shared a look. Nicole leaned forward, grinning from ear to floppy ear.
"What do you mean?" Amy asked. "Like how did we meet, or how did we start fooling around?"
"I mean, we kinda did both at the same time, didn't we?" Lawrence said, looking at the Dalmatian. "I mean, yeah, we met at the beginning of the semester but we started fooling around like six weeks in or so?"
"Sluuuuuuuuut!" Nicole cried, cupping her mouth and laughing until Amy picked up a kernel of corn from their bowl and tossed it at the cocker spaniel. Nicole swatted it away, the two sharing good-natured grins. Leaning back, Amy leaned on Lawrence, who wrapped an arm around her and shared another glance with the Dalmatian. He shrugged. She shrugged.
"Well, it's a bit of a story..." Lawrence said.
"Welcome to Psychology 331, healthy sexuality!" the professor barked as she stepped into the room, drawing all one hundred and eighty-three pairs of eyes to her. "I'm sure you're all as excited I am to be joining me for this exciting semester of sex, love and dick!" Lawrence and a good portion of the class burst out into shocked laughter at this, the golden crossing his legs and resting his notebook on his lap. He watched the Shiba Inu professor bounce down the steps to the front of the class, dumping her backpack on the floor before turning on the computer controlling the lecture hall's project and typing in her password.
"So, quick show of hands, how many of you did the readings I sent out before class?" she asked. "And I don't know your names or faces so be honest with me, it won't hurt your grade and it wasn't assigned readings." Lawrence raised his hand, the golden being one of the few who did, and the professor laughed heartily, her laughter drowning out the hum of the projector. "Thought so. Well for those of you who did read it, whadja think?"
The room went quiet, and Lawrence looked down at his notebook, avoiding eye-contact. Eventually, the Dalmatian sitting next to him raised her hand, the Shiba nodding at her. "I found it fascinating how divided this country is on the topic of polyamorous marriage. It's just so weird how there are those who want to say it's not a natural form of marriage when forty years ago we had the same argument regarding homosexual marriage," she said.
"I agree wholeheartedly!" the Shiba said with a broad grin. "Some people don't really examine their arguments when arguing for, or against, something. The idea that polyamory would 'ruin the fabric of society' is the same propaganda that puritans propagated in the 1950s shortly after World War II. Well, not shortly but you get it," she said with a wave of her hands. "Truthfully, I find it odd how it's taken this so long to come to national attention, but that's just me. I fully support the idea of a polyamorous marriage myself, but I know I could never do it. One spouse is enough for me. Anymore and I'd never have a moment alone to look at articles about sex without someone getting handsy," the Shiba Inu said with a grin.
Lawrence laughed along with the rest of the class; the golden could tell he was going to like the professor.
"So, this semester we will be learning about all things sex except how to have it. You'll have to figure that one out on your own," the professor said, pointing at the crowd of students in front of her. "But I will guide you through healthy, mature sexuality and how to have good relationships...kinda. Not like dating but there's some good advice to be found in terms of developing sexual relationships. Also we'll be learning about how sexuality plays into our psyches and stuff. Shit's cool."
Lawrence laughed again, his hand coming up to cover his mouth and stifle his laughter. This would be a good semester.
"Alright so, here's what I do need. I need to go through all one hundred and eighty-something of you and find out who's here and who isn't so I can add more people to the class if need be. So when I call out your name, raise your hand and say 'Here', guys try not to let your voices squeak, I know puberty is a bitch for y'all," she said to another round of laughter.
Maybe she'd wanted to be a stand-up comedian and decided to incorporate that to her teaching style. It seemed to work well.
The professor went through everyone's names, with some guys predictably cracking their voices when she called them. Lawrence raised his hand when she called him out, and she moved on as he waited patiently. "Mk, if I haven't called your name come see me after class if you intend on crashing. The rest of you, I'll be asking you to do me a huge favor," she said, pausing dramatically before continuing, "I need you to talk to someone next to you and get their name and number. I know, I know, it's scary. But I'd rather you have at least one other person's number in this class in case you miss. That way I don't have 50 emails to send out every other day when people inevitably stop coming. So hurry up, swallow your fears and start asking!"
"Hey," a voice next to Lawrence said quickly, the golden turning to see the Dalmatian sitting next to him leaning across the seat between them to look at him. "I'm Amy. You're...?"
"Lawrence," the golden said. Amy smiled and held out her hand, the golden taking it tentatively. "Did you wanna swap numbers...?"
"Yeah, hand me your phone," she said, holding her hand out with a grin as the golden dug it out and handed it over. "Uhhh, unlock?" she said with a laugh, passing it back for Lawrence to unlock before once again giving it to her. "So, Psych major or just doing a Gen. Ed. thing?" she asked, punching her number in to his phone.
"Gen. Ed. requirement," he replied. He readjusted himself in his seat; she was rather cute.
Awwww, you thought I was cute?
I mean, yeah. Of course.
But he figured the only reason she was talking to him was because the professor wanted everyone to get numbers from other students in case they missed class. Not that it mattered much; he didn't ever see a reason for him to miss class. He didn't get sick too often, and he never skipped. "How about you?"
"Gen. Ed.," she said. "Working to be a pediatrician and thought this'd be a super interesting class. How about you?"
"Professor, hopefully. Or writer, but that sounds super cliché, doesn't it?" Lawrence laughed, scratching the back of his head as he did.
I mean at least you were aware.
Alice, lemme tell the story, alright?
"Well do you wanna do it for fame or for money?" Amy asked.
"Neither, I just really like the idea of getting a book out there and letting people read my stories," Lawrence answered. "But being a college educator sounds really cool, too."
"What's your major?"
"History."
"Oooh, interesting." Amy grinned and readjusted her seat to lean forward a bit more. "Guess we're both in for the long haul, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess so," Lawrence responded, looking at his tapping shoe.
She handed him back his phone with a grin. "Alright, my number's in there. Make sure you message me after class so I get your number too, OK?"
"Y-yeah, will do," Lawrence said with a nod.
"Alright, enough chat-chitting," the professor called out, grabbing everyone's attention. "Yeah I said chat-chitting, deal with it. I'm sure you had enough time to get someone else's number. Like I said, these people are going to be your lifeline if you miss class. So, let's get started with a loaded question; what is sexuality?"
"So did you ask her out after class?" Dakota asked, snuggling up against Alice as all eyes rested on Lawrence. The golden coughed, and Dakota arched an eyebrow. "I mean, she was obviously into you. A-am I wrong?" she said, looking at Alice, Nicole and Amy for affirmation.
"She was flirting."
"Definitely."
"I was. He didn't get it," Amy said, pointing at the golden.
There was a sudden barrage of questions regarding Lawrence's intelligence, sanity and sexuality. He had to shield his face from a hail of popcorn being thrown at him, with Amy picking up a piece off his shirt and popping it into her mouth.
"Seriously, how did you miss that?" Nicole asked.
"I didn't think she was flirting," Lawrence mumbled, flicking popcorn from his shirt. "I thought she had asked for my number because the professor told us to get one..."
"She was finding out things about you to prolong the conversation, jackass!" Alice shouted. "And she even put her number in your phone and told YOU to call HER! Like...how can she be more obvious?!"
"Oh, I tried," Amy said with a roll of her eyes as Lawrence groaned, looking up at the ceiling.
"Wait...what did you do?"
"Oh, he'll get to that," Amy assured them.
"Hey, Lawrence!" Amy chirped, falling into the seat next to the golden's. "How was your weekend?"
"Oh it was pretty good," Lawrence said with a shrug. "Just did homework, got it out of the way. You?"
"Friends and I went to the waterpark in town to try it out, it was pretty cool," Amy said. "Wish you had come, it was pretty awesome."
Oh my God, he was the guy??
Yup.
No way!
He was! I totally invited him and he was like 'Oh maybe I dunno I got so much homework.'
Lawrence, she went out and bought a bikini to impress you, why didn't you come?
I thought she was being nice...
"Sorry, just had a lot of homework to do," the retriever apologized.
I didn't, I was just too anxious to actually join her.
"It's fine, I'll have to take you some other time," Amy offered with a grin. "You'll totally love it, great slides and pools and stuff and the cafeteria was awesome," she explained, her tail wagging when Lawrence smiled. "And retrievers have great coats for swimming, right? Just kinda drips off, keeps you warm?"
"Yeah," Lawrence nodded.
"Would love to feel that," she said.
OH COME THE FUCK ON!
"Class is cancelled!" someone called out, Amy and Lawrence looking up to see a beagle standing in his seat, phone in hand. He held it up for the class to see, not realizing nobody would be able to see the small screen from anywhere beyond where he stood "She just sent out an email; family emergency," he announced, walking up the stairs to exit the classroom. Everyone started gathering up their things at that, the normally lethargic morning energized by the newfound freedom of a cancelled class.
"Hey so, class is cancelled and I'm free for a bit, you wanna go grab a bite to eat?" Amy asked as Lawrence stood and threw his satchel over his shoulder.
"Oh, uhhh...s-sure?" he said. "Did you wanna go somewhere on campus or did you know somewhere off-campus to go to?"
"You like Mexican?" she asked, pushing a lock of hair out of her face. He nodded. "There's this really good place called 'El Cuervo' just a short drive from here. Absolutely love it," she told him.
"Alright, I can drive us if you want," he offered, and she grinned and jumped to her feet, falling into step next to him. The wind whipped through the university and Amy shivered, rubbing her arms. "Cold?" Lawrence asked, the Dalmatian nodding. He pulled off his jacket and handed it to her, the Dalmatian grinning as she took it and slid it on. "Better?"
"Yeah, thanks," she said, leaning against him for a moment.
Oh so you got THAT signal.
I mean...there's a difference between flirting and her obviously being colder than I am.
The restaurant was only a short drive away from the university, and Amy hijacked Lawrence's music the whole ride over to listen to hers, but he found himself enjoying her music and made a mental note to add it to his own later. She bounced and sang and tried to prod him to sing with her, but he didn't know the words and merely listened to the music, trying to maintain focus on the road and not his passenger.
"This place is awesome," Amy told him. They slid into their booth, dropping their bags next to them. His eyes wandered over her torso as she slowly slipped out of his jacket, but he quickly snapped them down to look at the menu. "You've actually never been here?" she asked, smiling when a bowl of chips and salsa were put in front of them, the Dalmatian taking one with a hearty chunk of salsa to go with it.
"No, hadn't heard of it," Lawrence admitted, taking his own chip. The Dalmatian grinned, and when he went for another chip, she broke his with hers, laughing when he arched an eyebrow at her. She ate her chip as he dug his out of the salsa to chomp it down. The two put their order in when the waitress came around to take it, and then turned back to each other.
"So," Amy said, swirling the straw around her drink. "Whatcha think of our sexuality class so far?"
"I mean, it's super interesting," Lawrence admitted. "Honestly, I'm really interested in the ideas of nudity and sexuality."
"Oh, like how we equate nudity with sexuality rather than just a body?" Amy asked, to which Lawrence nodded as he chewed the chip in his mouth. "Yeah, it's so weird how we're born naked but have to like...immediately cover up, right? Like, why is the body shameful?" She shrugged. "Though I get the need to protect our bodies from harm, but we do have fur, too."
"I jus think it's silly how uptight everyone is about nudity, y'know?" Lawrence said with a shrug. "Like if you go to a beach you can't be naked because it's wrong so you gotta go to the right place of the beach to be around everyone else. But if you go there, you're a pervert."
"Yeah, just doesn't make sense," Amy admitted before grinning. "But you know there's a nude beach here?" she asked, sounding honestly curious.
He didn't...
"Yeah, it's a half-mile walk from the quote normal beach unquote," the retriever told her. "No way to park there directly, you have to walk from the parking area of the regular beach."
"Have you been there?"
"Nah, I don't know if I'd be comfortable going there by myself, y'know?" he said.
"Well I'd be willing to go if you wanted to show me where it is," she offered with a small grin.
"Oh sure, I'll show you," he responded, eating another chip casually as the Dalmatian leaned back in her seat.
"Lawrence!" Alice yelled, grabbing her head.
"What is wrong with you!?" Nicole screamed, the golden dropping his head in embarrassment.
"Lawrence...really? Were you just teasing her?" Dakota asked, scratching her ear. "Like she couldn't have been more obvious right there. She was doing pretty much everything up to just asking if you were into her..."
"I know..." Lawrence groaned.
"I mean she gave you her number, she asked you to lunch, she asked you to go somewhere and be naked with her..." Dakota muttered. "I thought I was bad with signals but..."
"You have her beat by a mile," Alice said with a shake of her head. "Like, Dakota eventually understood that I wanted to take her out to dinner."
"But then I had to help her get ready, remember? We spent all day getting you prettied up and calming you down," Amy said, gesturing between herself and Nicole. "Maybe it's something with golden retrievers?"
"They can't date," Nicole nodded in agreement, grinning while Dakota and Lawrence groaned, Dakota sticking her tongue out at Nicole. That was a mistake, as the cocker spaniel pinched Dakota's tongue, earning a cute squeak from the red-head who retreated backwards, Alice laughing hysterically.
"Anyway, where was I..." Lawrence muttered.
"Skip ahead to the project and the good stuff," Amy told him. "Lemme just fill you guys in; this was about three weeks after the restaurant, six weeks into the semester. He hadn't taken me to the nude beach and we hadn't hung out outside of class since then."
"OK, question," Alice said, the border collie raising her hand. "Why did you keep this up? At this point I'd've given up and just figured he wasn't into me."
"Because he kept checking me out," Amy told everyone, giggling when Lawrence choked on his water.
"Y-you noticed?" the golden asked.
"Lawrence, you weren't exactly discreet about eyeing me," Amy muttered. The retriever went red underneath his golden fur.
"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"I'd've minded it if I didn't think you were cute too," Amy told him, grinning broadly. "I mean, kinda creepy? But at the same time it's why I didn't stop. I figured eventually you'd figure it out."
"You just had to get more explicit about it," the golden said. Alice's jaw dropped.
"How could she have gotten more explicit unless you walked in on her naked with a sign that said 'Fuck me'?" Alice said. Lawrence coughed.
"So, we have ten minutes left of class, let me explain your project option," the professor said. Amy straightened up in her seat as Lawrence looked up from his notebook. "So, I always offer an option for students to do a project instead of the final if they so desire. If you decide to do it, you'll be partnering up with one other person to do a presentation on a topic of sexuality of your choice. It can be on anything, so long as you both agree on it and clear it with me via email by the end of the month."
"Nudism?" Amy asked Lawrence, who nodded. "Awesome."
"The presentation will be done in class the week before finals," the professor said. "That being said, there are limited spaces, so if you want to do it, you need to get to me quickly."
"I can email her right after class," Lawrence whispered to the Dalmatian sitting next to him.
"Well, if there are no questions, I'll let you all go early," the professor said, the class immediately erupting into movement.
"Wanna come over and work on the project?" Amy asked Lawrence.
"Uhh, I actually have a meeting with my history professor about a paper, but I can come over after that, if you want?" the golden offered.
"Totally, I'll text you my dorm information and see you after your meeting," Amy said with a smile. The two walked up to the doors and left the class, saying good-bye as they parted ways for the time being.
Amy went back to her dorm, an idea formulating in her mind.
"What'd you do?" Nicole asked.
"I told my roommates I had a guy coming over and suggested they go out for the evening," Amy said with a salacious grin.
"Wait, what?"
"Yeah, I was getting almost desperate at this point," the Dalmatian laughed. "I wasn't going to let weeks of work go to waste."
"Lawrence you are lucky as hell," Nicole told him. "Don't know any other woman crazy enough to do all this."
"Well I'm glad she did," the golden said, resting his head on hers. "Though she nearly gave me a heart attack when I did come over to visit."
"I want all the details," Alice said. "And I do mean all."
"As in like...?" Amy started.
"I wanna hear the naughty bits."
"Same," Nicole agreed.
Dakota blushed and coughed.
"Alright then," Amy said with a grin, looking at Lawrence to bring the tale to a close.
The golden sighed and cleared his throat.
The retriever stepped out of the elevator, cell in hand. 337, door will be unlocked, first room on right, come on in :P she had texted. He walked down the hallway, checking the number of each room. A few students walked by and he side-stepped around them to give them room as he kept looking for the room he was meant to go to. Near the end of the hallway he came across his destination, and he stuffed his phone in his pocket before opening the apartment door.
"Hello?" he called out tentatively, not stepping into the room just yet. He really didn't want to walk into somebody else's dorm unannounced and unwanted. That'd cause some major problems.
"Hey, come on in!" Amy called from her room, putting the retriever at ease. He stepped inside and shut the door behind him.
"Hey Amy, ready to work on o-o-o-our..." the golden stuttered, heart leaping into his throat as he stepped into her room. There, seated on the only bed in the room, was a very naked, very smiley Dalmatian.
"Yeah, let's get to work," she chirped happily, jumping to her feet and brushing past him to shut the door. "I figured we're working on public nudity so we might as well work in those conditions, right?"
"W-well I...uhh," the golden stammered, and suddenly Amy's face went from confident to very self-conscious.
"I...you...I am so sorry if you are not into..."
"N-no no, I am! Like...ugh, OK..." Lawrence muttered, rubbing his face. "Like...you caught me off-guard. I think you're very pretty, this is...I don't know what the word is 'cuz I don't wanna say 'amazing' like it's a gift but...I had no clue you were...you know, into me," he admitted, face-reddening and heart pounding in his chest.
"Wait...really?" Amy said, her face cracking just a bit. "Lawrence, I had been throwing hints at you for weeks!"
"What? No you haven't!" the golden retorted.
"I asked you to go to a nude beach with me!" she laughed, waving her arms about. Her body moved in a way that made his stomach flip. "Like, c'mon!"
"I just thought you were attracted to me!" he muttered with a laugh, shaking his head. "Sorry, I just...I honestly had no clue. I would've...well, I don't know what I would've done."
"It's fine, just uhh...for a second I really thought I had entirely misjudged the whole situation," she admitted, putting a hand over her chest. "Like...whew...I'm glad you're OK with this, just wish it wasn't awkward as hell right now," she laughed again, covering herself up.
"Well, I mean...if we're working on a nudity presentation, should we be nude?" the retriever said, blushing heavily. Amy lit up and grinned, clapping her hands.
"Now you're getting it!" she squeaked happily, the golden laughing nervously as he shucked off his bag and kicked off his shoes. He slipped out of his jeans and shirt, dropping them to the floor and leaving him in his boxer briefs. Her eyes wandered down to the tent in his underwear.
Taking a deep breath, Lawrence pushed down his boxer-briefs, his cock nearly fully emerged from his sheath. "S-so, let's get to work, huh?" he said with a laugh, scratching his arm as she grinned at him.
"You're not...a virgin are you?" the Dalmatian asked, twitching her ear.
"What? No, no, not a virgin," the golden retorted. "Just...sex makes me nervous?"
"Ohhhhhh!" she said. "Did you want to just clothe up? It's fine if you do!"
"N-no, I'm fine, just...gah, I feel dumb," he said with a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his head. "I mean...did you want to...you know...do it?" he asked suddenly, his voice drifting off.
"That was a primary motivation in asking you over here, yeah," Amy giggled, stepping forward. "But if you're uncomfortable we don't have to."
"It's not that, it's just..." he cleared his throat. "Nervous."
"Well, we can start slow," she promised, pressing herself against him. "Wanna kiss?"
Lawrence answered by dipping down, wrapping his arms around the Dalmatian and pressing their lips together in a tender kiss. His heart leapt once more when their lips touched; an electric shock ran through his spine. Fingers gripped her tighter, and he pulled her closer to him. Her lips opened up, and he felt her tongue press against his mouth. The golden let out a soft moan as he opened up, letting her explore his mouth with her tongue as his explored hers. They gripped one another, pressing their bodies together. His tapered tip poked her stomach. Her breasts squished against his chest. She plucked his glasses off and set them on the nightstand without ever breaking the kiss.
The Dalmatian started lightly pushing, the retriever taking the hint and stepping back until his knees hit and buckled against the bed, falling down onto it. She pressed further, sending him to his back to straddle him, their lips still interlocked. Reaching down, she grabbed his hands and brought them up to her chest, Lawrence taking the initiative to gently thumb her nipples and earn himself a raspy moan.
Amy broke the kiss to push hair out of her face, grinning down at the retriever. "Having fun?" she asked in a low voice, grinding her wetness against the tip of his length, edging him with the slickness of her lower lips. He nodded wordlessly, panting softly. Soft yet firm hands roamed up and down her sides. "Same," she said, kissing his neck, kissing down his chest until her breath was washing over his length. "You're, umm...rather thick," Amy told him with a soft giggle, the retriever blushing.
"R-really? Never heard that..." he told her, his voice cutting off when her tongue slid up the bottom side of his length from base to tip, ending in a soft flick across the pointed tip that sent shivers down his spine. His breath hitched when she took his tip into her mouth, a free hand wrapping around his knot. Eyes closed, she made a show of slowly bobbing down, pressing slightly further along each length as she squeezed his cock. Lawrence sighed and reached down to rest a hand on her head, squeezing her hair gently. His pleasure was interrupted when teeth lightly brushed his shaft, earning a soft hiss and wince.
"Sorry," she gasped, popping off his length and wiping her mouth. "Like I said...thick," Amy laughed, relishing in the retriever's unending blush. She bent back down, hands on either side of his length and keeping his legs spread when she took him into her mouth again, bobbing up and down to lather his shaft with spit. The warmth of her mouth got halfway down his length, his burgeoning knot starting to swell and slide from his sheath. His legs tensed and gently thrust into her mouth, gripping her hair while watching her work.
She pulled off him with another gasp, hand coming to stroke his length as she sat up. "I have condoms if you don't have any," she told him, squeezing his glans when he gasped. "That is, if you want to..."
"S-sure," Lawrence said, and the Dalmatian crawled past him to her nightstand, opening it up and pulling out a packet that she passed to the retriever. His teeth made short work of it as she flopped next to him, and he unraveled the latex down his length and over his knot before getting up and around to kneel between her legs, hand guiding himself to her. "Tell me if it hurts," he told her.
"Of course," she said with a grin, reaching up to cup his cheek and bring him down to a kiss. His hips pushed, parting her with his length. The Dalmatian moaned loudly into the kiss. Back arched, she gripped onto him as he pushed deeper, her muscles clenching on him. The retriever interlocked his fingers with hers, their hands squeezing together. He finally bottomed out within her, his balls resting against her soft ass, his knot kissing her lips.
"You OK?" he asked, breaking the kiss to look at her. She gasped for breath as he pulled back and pushed himself back in slowly. They settled into slow rhythm of withdraw and push, her nerves on fire with pleasure with each throb and push. Her lips mashed against his for another kiss and her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him close. She'd broken the hand holding in favor of dragging her fingers down his back, her moans matched only by his soft grunts that matched his thrusts.
His pace picked up. His thrusts became faster, with more strength put behind them. She felt his legs tense and release, sending those waves of pleasure up her body faster and faster. Her breasts swayed with each thrust, and he broke the kiss to bend down and take one into his mouth, nibbling it lightly as she whimpered and whined, whispering soft words of encouragement.
She felt strangely empty when he pulled out. Wordlessly, his hands grabbed at her hips and tugged, and she understood his meaning and flipped about. On her hands and knees, she tossed aside a pillow and flagged her tail. A meaty hand rested on her rear, holding the tail aside as the golden lined himself up yet again and pushed himself into her. Amy groaned into the bedsheets, balling them up in her fists.
The retriever settled into a quicker tempo this time, his hips slapping against her. His hands squeezed her hips, pulling her back to meet with his movements. Each thrust sent her body rippling, and she grit her teeth before breaking into moans of pleasure. Fingers dug into her back and scraped down, his balls slapped against her. She clenched down on him and gyrated her hips. They gasped and moaned, lost in one another
Lawrence bent over, planting kisses to the Dalmatian's shoulders as arms wrapped around her to pull her close. She moaned, looking back to see his half-lidded brown eyes staring at her, and she giggled and grinned at him, the retriever returning the smile and burying his head in her shoulder as he laughed. "What?" she asked, laughing.
"It's...just," he shook his head, stopping his thrusts to hold still. His length throbbed in her; she could feel every pulse. "You're really hot," he admitted. She blushed at that and pushed him back, the retriever sitting up as she pulled herself off him. Guiding him, she laid him on his back and straddled his hips, reaching down and lining him up before sinking down onto him. They gasped, and she fell down atop of him, her hair veiling them.
They kissed again, the Dalmatian gyrating atop of them. This kiss was slower than the others; their tongues didn't wrestle for dominance, they danced. Her hips didn't bounce, she ground down on him, her chest pressed against his as he hugged her close, his muscles tightening down on her and holding her to him. He spread his legs, matching her grinding with small thrusts into her as she wrapped her arms around him, deepening the kiss.
"I'm close..." he whispered. She squeezed him with her muscles, clenching down on his length. He didn't want to disappoint her, and he tightened his stomach to fight against the rising orgasmic bliss in his groin.
"Cum for me," she begged him, her words a mere whisper in his ear. The golden reached down and grabbed her hips, pushing her down onto him. They both yelped as his knot popped in, locking them together. He grunted, a signal of his orgasm, his grunts matching his throbs, and she let out soft squeaks, feeling each throb that filled the latex barrier between them.
They lay still for many seconds, breathing heavily as they basked in their shared warmth. Their tongues lazily pressed and rubbed against each other, their mouths breaking only for quick gasps of air. The retriever pulled a blanket over them, his knot buried inside her.
"Hot," Nicole said with a grin, her face flushed underneath her brown fur. Dakota squeezed her thighs together, cuddled up to the broad-smiling border collie.
"Wait," Alice said suddenly. "You did not just tell me a story about how Lawrence, Mr. 'I-Prefer-Giving-Oral' did not go down on you."
Lawrence blushed, and Amy grinned devilishly. "Well, if you gotta know..."
"That was great," Amy said with a smile, sprawled out on her bed while Lawrence carefully removed the condom, tying it and dumping it into her trashcan. "Do people thank others after sex?" she asked with a laugh as Lawrence rubbed the back of his head.
"I don't think so," he said, crawling back into bed and kissing her stomach.
"You don't have to," she told him, the retriever crawling down her length.
"I want to," he said. "Unless you don't?" he asked, rubbing her thighs and laying down between her legs. She shook her head. His tongue slid from the base of her slit to her clit, giving it a vigorous flick. The Dalmatian gasped and arched her back, the golden pressing his lips to her slit for a soft kiss. She tasted salty. Soft licks peppered her top to bottom, the Dalmatian grinding her hips and clutching the sheets, half-lidded blue eyes looking down at him.
His tongue parted her folds, tasting the remnant of the latex condom on her clit. Amy let out a soft hiss, thighs squeezing his head slightly. The golden squeezed her hips and circled her clit with his tongue, her moans egging him onwards. Readjusting himself, he added a finger to the mix, slipping it inside her and rubbing her inner walls, earning another moan from the Dalmatian, her hands running through her hair. Muscles squeezed down on him, and he added another finger, his tongue pressed fully against her clit.
"Oh ffffff..." she groaned, biting her lower lip. "R-right there," she urged, the retriever's tongue finding a spot on the right side of her clit that had her whimpering and moaning. "Oh goooooood....!" Amy whined, thighs squeezing Lawrence's head. The golden arched his fingers, pressing against a bump of flesh within her that gave her a slight jump as shocks of pleasure shot up her.
Lawrence twisted his head slightly, changing the angle of his licks. His fingers alternated between rubbing and flexing, spreading her and pressing her. Amy huffed and panted. A free golden hand came up and clamped around her breast, fingers playing with her nipple. Amy let out a squeal and clamped her mouth with a giggle. The retriever grinned.
"My neighbors are gonna know," she groaned, her words dying off to another moan when Lawrence suckled her clit hard. His tried harder, keeping an eye on her face. Her features went from soft moan to ecstatic, and her eyes rolled back in a display that sent a surge down to his shaft, the member giving itself a twitch. Amy stiffened, her muscles squeezing down on him harder than they had, and he continued his unrelenting tongue lashing of her slit, watching as her breathing stopped. Her thighs clamped his head. His fingers thrusted harder and his tongue lapped faster.
"OK OK!" she squeaked finally, her breathing escaping in a massive gasp. Her hands reached down to his head, lightly pushing at his forehead to remove him from her pulsating organs. He withdrew himself, lightly panting as he licked his lips, the Dalmatian collapsing onto the bed.
"Oh god," she whispered as he crawled up to her, wrapping arms around her and pulling the blanket over them. Turning about, she kissed him; soft and gentle. "Should I say thanks now?"
"Well you're welcome anyway," Lawrence told her, bringing her thigh up to rest on his hips and allowing his arm to be used as her pillow. "We didn't get to work on the project."
"Mmf, whatever. We got time," she insisted, snuggling into his embrace.
"Yeah, we can start it tomorrow," he muttered, eyes closing as he held her close.
"And that's it?" Nicole asked, grinning. "You two just...have a romantic first date fuck? No date, no dinner, one-sided flirting and BOOM, this?"
"I mean," Lawrence said, looking at Amy, "yeah. Kinda?"
"He asked me to dinner the next day," she said with a giggle. "He stuttered through it, too. Like I was going to shoot him down."
"You could've!" Lawrence countered with a hapless shrug. "I didn't want to assume anything."
"Sweet," Amy said, leaning against his shoulder.
"So how about you two?" Lawrence said, looking at Alice and Dakota.
"Alice, don't..." Dakota whimpered, blushing heavily when her girlfriend grinned.
"So one day this FINE piece of ass walks into my biology course..."