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Claire: 5 foot 6, Canine, Grey fur with cream colored arms and legs.

Petar: 6 foot, White tiger

Petar sat at the inside bar sipping on his favorite hard liquor. The white tiger was perusing the ladies in the area. He could feel the muffled bass from the next room over thumping in his chest. His eyes flicked over to the see-through glass windows. Whatever it was it was heavy duty stuff. He could see little vibrations with each hit of the bass. The bar was one of the fancier ones in the downtown area. A majority of the places had the bar and the dance floor right next to each other, making casual conversation practically impossible. This one however had a wall with body length panes of glass separating the two. As well as a two door system to try and keep noise out. You went through one which brought you into a small room then through another which brought you to the dance floor. However people were constantly moving in and out, bringing quick blasts of music when both doors were open. It still helped with the noise though; the people at the bar could have a conversation without losing their voices.

"What do you think Petar?" A voice behind him asked.

"Hmm?" Petar asked without turning around. He had come out with two of his friends, but like almost every other night the tiger was more focused on who he could bed.

"Were you not listening?"

"Yeah sure," Petar absentmindedly replied. He heard a scoff and a chuckle.

"Petar's scouting out the bar, seeing which girl has the lowest standards." That got Petar's attention. He turned in his seat, glaring at the wolf behind him. He scowled at the canine, but his face quickly turned into a smile they shared a laugh.

"Don't be hating just because you've been on a two year dry spell." Petar said. The feline next to the wolf nearly choked on his beer, trying to hold it in his mouth while he laughed. Finally he swallowed his drink, coughing out some laughter. The wolf elbowed the feline.

"Hey, hey I'm working on it!"

"You know we're just joking," Petar said as he finished his drink. "It ain't easy getting over an ex. That's why I've never had one."

"You need to have a girlfriend first before you have an ex." The wolf retorted.

"Precisely." Petar pointed at the wolf with his empty glass.

"You find anyone yet?" The feline asked Petar. The tiger quickly glanced over his shoulder.

"That canine over there is pretty cute. Grey fur, white, almost cream arms." His two friends slyly looked past him, eyeing the canine in a black top and pencil skirt.

"The one in all black?" The wolf asked. Petar nodded. The wolf cocked his head to the side squinting a little. "I dunno man. It looks like she's out with a friend. Pretty deep convo too." Petar peered back over his shoulder. The canine was deep in a conversation with a female German shepherd.

"Ah but that's where you're wrong. Yes she does have a friend with her. But her outfit tells a different story. The tight pencil skirt, the black top with a see through mesh on the back," he pointed at the two, "No bra strap." Petar gave a look as if to say 'I told you so.' "What girl goes out wearing that without looking for a little something?" His two friends looked at each other.

"I dunno..." The feline trailed off. Petar set his glass down.

"Watch." Petar confidently made his way across the floor over to the pair of girls. His two friends watched as he sauntered over to the two girls.

"I'm telling you Claire, you just need to-" the German shepherd stopped mid sentence as Petar stepped up beside the grey canine.

"Hey there. May I buy you and your friend a drink?" Petar asked. The grey canine, Claire, turned to face Petar.

"And you are?" The canine asked.

"Petar." He extended a hand to shake. Claire glanced at it briefly before shaking it half-heartedly.

"Claire."

"And I'm Cassy." The German shepherd waved while glancing between the two with a smile. Petar nodded.

"So how about I get you two a drink and we can get to know each other a little more."

"Thanks but were kind of in the middle of a conversation here."

"Please, I insist." Petar quickly said before Claire could turn back around, "I'd really like to get to know you more."

"Mmm, I don't think you do." Claire replied taking a sip of her cocktail. "I'm not your typical girl."

"And I'm not your typical guy." Claire cracked a small smile.

"Smooth." The canine took another sip.

"I don't think you could hang with her anyways." The German shepherd added. Claire nearly choked on her drink giving Cassy a dirty look.

"Oh?" Petar sat up intrigued. "What does that mean?" Claire smacked her friend on the arm.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it." Claire huffed.

"Don't mind her," Cassy said, "she's just a little pent up if you catch my drift."

"Cass!" Claire raised her voice.

"And what I meant was-"

"I think he knows what you meant Cass!" Claire said putting her face into a hand, clearly embarrassed. Petar was initially into the teasing, but now seeing her reaction he didn't want her to be so embarrassed that she would deny him.

"It's okay we're all having fun here." Petar said trying to diffuse the situation. "I don't kink shame; we've all got our thing." Claire huffed.

"Petar, thanks but no thanks. I need to have a chat with Cassy." She said glaring at the canine that was simply smiling and sipping her drink.

"Okay, no problem. But if you change your mind on that drink," Petar whistled at one of the bartenders. A feline behind the bar quickly made his way over.

"What can I get you Petar?" The feline asked.

"Tracey these two ladies' next drink is on me. No limit." The feline smiled and nodded before leaving to help another customer.

"You're next one is still on me. I do hope to see you around Claire." Petar turned and headed back to his spot. As the tiger walked away he could hear Cassy say something to Claire.

"Claire he is perfect for you-" The rest of her sentence was cut off as Petar walked out of ear shot. Petar sat back down with his friends who were smiling at him.

"No luck huh?" The wolf said with a smile. Petar just shrugged.

"I have a feeling I'll see her soon."

Later

Petar and his friends were still at the bar chatting, a few more drinks in their system. His two friends were chatting on about something that Petar had stopped paying attention to a while ago. He was more focused on trying to figure out where Claire had gone. At some point she had disappeared from the bar along with her friend. Petar rapped his fingers on the bar. He hadn't seen her leave; she would've had to walk past them. Leaving only one other option.

"Hey guys I'm gonna go check out the dance floor." His feline friend rolled his eyes.

"Are you still on the hunt for that canine girl?" Petar nodded in response.

"Just watch." Petar got up from the bar and made his way to the dance area before his friends could say anymore. The tiger made his way through the double doors, passing a couple of ambiguous gender making out in the small room before the dance floor. If he thought he could feel the bass in the bar, the dance floor was something else. The thudding in his chest reminded him why he never came to this part of the club. But tonight he was on a mission. Using his feline vision he scanned the dance floor, trying to pick out they grey canine. He stuck to the walls, walking along them scanning the mass of people on the dance floor. Finally he found her after almost walking into her. She was leaning on the wall looking into the mass of dancing people with a look in her eyes. There's no way she'd be able to hear him unless he got super close. As he made his way over to her she spotted him, glancing at him before turning her attention back to the floor.

"Hey there!" Petar shouted as he stood next to her.

"Hello again." She replied equally as loud. "Persistent are we?" She turned her body so she was facing him, leaning against the wall with her shoulder. Petar shrugged a shoulder.

"What can I say? I can't help myself when it comes to pretty girls." Claire rolled her eyes playfully but still couldn't hold back a smile.

"Pretty huh?" Claire raised an eyebrow.

"Well more like hot, but I feel pretty is softer way of saying it." Petar couldn't hear it but he could see her chuckle.

"Even after I essentially shut you down AND used your free drink to buy the most expensive cocktail? Which was insanely good by the way." Claire looked for a reaction from Petar but got none.

"There is no budget for me when it comes to buying you a drink."

"You're really laying it on thick aren't you?" Claire smiled again.

"Like you said I'm persistent. Plus, I'd like to think I'm pretty good at... Laying it on thick." Petar paused to add emphasis on the last bit. Hoping she'd pick up on what he was insinuating. Based on her grin he figured she did.

"My, my Petar. Using such language on a "pretty" girl like myself?" Claire replied playing along.

"Hey I was just repeating what you said. Plus if you weren't enjoying this conversation you could've left at anytime."

"So would you like me to walk away?" She playfully asked.

"I would hope not, I'm enjoying our conversation."

"Listen Petar," Claire pushed some hair out of her face with a hand, "It's not like I think you aren't attractive, because you are." Petar smiled at the comment. "But like Cass and I said earlier I don't think I'm your type of girl."

"How do you know my type?" Petar asked stepping closer.

"Because I've learned from the past and only meet guys on apps now. It's better that way."

"Apps huh?" Petar scratched his chin. "Now you've got me thinking. Is it like BDSM stuff? They have an app for BDSM people to meet up? Because BDSM isn't out of my wheel house." Claire chuckled.

"Well at least I know ONE thing that you're into." The two smiled at each other briefly before Claire turned her head towards the dance floor. Petar followed her gaze. He saw her friend Cassy on the floor with a man grinding against her, seemingly whispering something into her ear. Petar saw Claire make a huffing motion out of the corner of his eye.

"You're one of the more persistent ones I've met Petar."

"So you've said." Claire looked up at the ceiling and muttered something to herself.

"Alright Petar, you talk the talk let's if you walk the walk." Claire motioned for him to follow her back to the bar. Petar let her take the lead back to the bar, mostly to admire the way her ass moved when she walked. As they made their way back through the bar Petar shot a knowing smile to his friends who looked on dumbfounded. Once outside Claire turned to face Petar.

"Alright Petar I hope you've got a ride because I got a ride here myself."

"I do." Petar replied dangling his keys from a finger. Once in his car Claire gave him directions to her place. The two had a simple conversation on the way over. Petar could feel the anticipation building.

A few minutes later

"This I quite the place you've got here." Petar said as they walked through the door to her apartment.

"I appreciate the pleasantries Petar, but there's no need. You've already made it to my place." She gave a playful smile as she led him to her room.

"Well it IS a nice place regardless." Petar was steadfast in following Claire to her room. Nothing looked too off in her room. No swings hanging from the ceilings or giant dildos sitting by the bedside. Petar was scanning her room trying to figure out what "her type" was.

"I'll be right back. I'm going to go freshen up real quick. Why don't you make yourself comfy." Claire said with a wink as she closed the door to her bathroom. She didn't have to say more. Petar was already removing his shirt as soon as the door closed. He started to undo his pants but stopped wondering if it was too far. He shook the thought out of his head, taking them off and getting down to his briefs. He sat himself on the edge of the bed, finding a position that best accentuated his abs. As well as adjusting himself to make his bulge stand out a little more. Satisfied he sat eagerly on the edge of the bed, waiting for Claire to come out. He looked around once more, trying to find something that stood out. But his attention was drawn back to the door as he heard it open. Claire stood there topless, showing off her C cup chest. Petar smiled wide.

"I take it you like what you see?" Claire said cupping her breasts playfully. Petar nodded in approval.

"And how about yourself?" Petar replied spreading his legs a little more. Claire looked down then back up, getting a good look over.

"You definitely take good care of yourself."Petar stood up and made his way over to her. Wrapping his hands around her waist he brought her in for a kiss. The two shared a heavy kiss, immediately going at each other's tongues. Eager to see her out of her skirt Petar hooked his thumbs into the garment, ready to pull them down. Claire pulled away from the kiss, taking a hold of his wrists.

"Eager are we?" Petar smiled sheepishly.

"Sorry, can't help myself." Claire shifted her weight taking a step forward, pushing him towards the bed.

"Well we've got to take care of something first." Claire gave him a little push on the chest sending him onto his back on the bed. Petar watched her with a curious look as she dug around in one of the nightstand drawers.

"Aha!" Claire stood up with a blindfold in one hand and a set of cuffs with a long chain in the other.

"Oh so I was right! A little light BDSM with you huh?" Petar rolled over onto his side grinning.

"Something like that." A smile came across her face. "Just want to make sure you don't go anywhere."

"I don't think you have to worry about that now." Petar climbed further up onto the bed getting into position. Claire carefully climbed onto the bed as well handing him the blindfold. With no further questions Petar put the fold over his eyes and laid down on the bed, holding his wrists above his head next to a bed post.

"I'm surprised you're so eager with this, putting a lot of faith into a girl you don't even know." Claire said snapping one of the cuffs onto his wrist.

"I trust you; I got a good girl vibe from you in the club. A good girl with a wild side though." He heard Claire giggle and the sound of the chain wrapping around a bed post. The cold steel clicked onto his other wrist, trapping him there at Claire's will. He heard her shuffling around, feeling the weight of the bed shift around he assumed she was finally getting undressed. Petar felt the weight shift again as she seemingly was climbing further up the bed towards Petar. The tiger could feel her positioning herself above his face, feeling a radiating heat just in front of him.

"Let's see if you can use that mouth and tongue of yours for something other than talking." Claire didn't give him a chance to respond as she sat onto his face. Squishing his face between her cheeks.

"Rimming huh?" Petar thought to himself as he extended his tongue. "I guess that's not typical of the average girl. Still not the craziest thing though." Petar dragged his tongue along her pink pucker, eliciting a moan form the canine. He slowly flicked his tongue up and down vertically before changing it to slow circles. Petar slowly worked on coating the exterior of her tail hole. Pressing against it with increasing intensity just barely breaking the surface. Just as he was about to press into her anus Claire brought herself off his face.

"Not bad there Petar," Claire said panting slightly.

"Why thank yo-" Petar was cut off by something wet being slapped on his chest. "What the hell?" The tiger then heard the distinct sound of a phone snapping a photo. "Hey what are you doing?!" Petar started to struggle, not wanting a nude picture of himself floating around the internet. What he saw when Clair removed the blindfold was worse.

"What the fuck." Was all Petar could mutter at the sight of an eight inch erect cock resting on his chest.

"I warned you that I wasn't your type of girl, but you were so insistent." Petar opened his mouth to reply but nothing came out. "Now this is how it's going to work Petar. I'm gonna use you how I want to get off and I won't send a picture of this huge cock resting on your chest to your friends. Sound like a deal?"

"Are you blackmailing me?" Petar finally replied.

"Blackmail is such a hard word, think of it as an incentive," Claire spun back around putting them in the sixty-nine position. "Now which is it gonna be?" Claire pressed the tip of her cock against his lips. Looking down between her legs she could see him scowling at her.

"Take a deep breath sweetheart. And try to relax." Petar wasn't exactly in a position to negotiate, so he took a breath and tried to relax to the best of his abilities. As Claire pushed her cock deep into the back of his throat he gagged letting out a noise. But Claire pushed past his gag reflex, shoving her member deep into his maw. Petar squeezed his eyes shut as her cock slid further down his throat until her balls pressed against his nose. She was all the way in. It didn't take her long to start thrusting though. Bringing her cock out to a point where the tip of her cock tickled the back of his throat before slamming it back in. She skipped right past going slow, jumping into throat fucking the helpless tiger.

"Ah fuck yeah, I love watching your throat bulge with my cock in there." Claire was panting as she face fucked the tiger, enjoying every thrust. Petar's lungs started to burn, yearning for a fresh breath of air. Luckily he didn't have to wait long as Claire brought her cock out from his throat, saliva coating her member and Petar's mouth. The tiger quickly gasped drawing in a breath of fresh air.

"Don't worry kitty, I've face fucked enough guys to know how long you can last without taking a breath."

"Don't call me kitty." Petar muttered between gasps. Claire just smiled at him as she adjusted, swinging her legs around and positioning herself by his waist.

"Let's get these off you now." In one swift motion Claire removed Petar's last bit of clothing. Exposing the tiger's six inch erect cock. "Ohh what's this?" Petar turned his head away from her. "You do like a girl with a big dick on her don't you?"

"Fuck you."

"Tsk, tsk. Language mister." Claire ran a finger against the feline's cock. "Guess we'll have to do something about that." Claire started rummaging through her drawer again, retrieving a ball gag.

"Oh no you're not-" Petar started but was quickly silenced by the silicone ball in his mouth. "Mph!" In a flash Claire clicked the straps together behind his head, silencing the feline. The tiger was caught off guard with how quick she gagged him.

"Yeah I can get those on pretty quickly." Claire said seeing the surprised look on his face. "Now let's get you ready." Grabbing the feline by the sides she flipped Petar over onto his stomach with surprising strength. Gripping his hips she lifted his rear into the air. Petar let out a surprised mumble. The canine gripped his tail gently tugging it out of the way. Giving her a perfect view of his virgin anus. She let out a whistle.

"Look at that pretty, unused hole. I'm gonna make a mess of it." Petar mumbled in protest as Claire put her face between his cheeks.

"Hmph?" Petar mumbled as he felt a warm, wet sensation press against his tail hole. The warm canine tongue eagerly lapped at his tight pucker. Taking no time to go slow, Claire licked and prodded the tiger's anus. Petar felt his face flush with a red hotness.

"Shit this actually feels..." Petar closed his eyes as he suppressed a moan. A shiver went down his spine as he felt the thick canine tongue press inside him. The tip of his tail flicked about wildly as Claire took a hold of his cock. Stroking it ever so slowly as her tongue explored Petar's depths. Petar felt betrayed by his body. His cock was rock hard and leaking an obscene amount of pre-cum. He shivered a second time as Claire brought her tongue out, dragging the underside of her tongue down his taint. The air coming into contact with her saliva made it feel cold.

"You like that kitty? Look how hard you are!" Claire teased squeezing his member. Petar mumbled incoherently in response. He wasn't sure why he was still trying to talk; it wasn't like he could say anything coherent. "Got you all nice and slick here." Claire rubbed her thumb across his hole. "Though most people I do anal with have enough experience so all I can use is my spit. You on the other hand..." Claire reached into her drawer for a third time pulling out a bottle of lube. "This'll help though."

Claire haphazardly squeezed a glob onto the tiger's anus. His hole puckered as the cold substance hit it. Claire quickly placed two fingers against his entrance to make sure the lube didn't run down his taint. Her fingers went in circles coating the tiger's ass with the lube. Without any warning she then pressed against it with enough force that her two digits popped inside. Petar's hips instinctively jerked forward at the sudden intrusion. He let out a muffled yelp as Claire's two fingers plunged inside him. A burning sensation enveloped his backside.

"Probably should've started with one. Sorry about that." For once Claire took pity on the tiger. His ass periodically twitched as it clenched around her two fingers. "Here this'll help." Claire curled her two fingers down, pressing them against his prostate. Petar let out a confused murmur.

This was a new experience for the tiger. Having nothing penetrate him in the past it was an unexpected feeling. So much so that he let out an unintentional moan.

"Oh? Was that a moan I heard?" Claire tilted her head to look at Petar. He turned his head away from her, trying to hide the look on his face. If it wasn't for the fur his face would be beet red. "Then you'll really like this." Claire flattened her fingers and pushed down. Massaging his g -spot with her fingers as she took a hold of his penis. Petar groaned again, bringing a smile to Claire's face. The canine then furiously began thrusting her fingers in and out of the tiger's anus. Letting the lube coat the inside of Petar's ass as she loosened him up. Finally after a few moments she abruptly withdrew her two fingers, admiring Petar'sslightly looser puckered entrance. Claire sat up on her knees, grabbing the bottle of lube again and pouring some on her cock. Using her free hand she spread the fluid along the entire length of her shaft.

"Try to relax kitty," Claire warned as she placed the tip of her cock against his tail hole. Petar impulsively clenched as he felt her press against him. It was going to happen either way, so Petar tried to relax. But having something a little thicker than two fingers pressing against his anus made it difficult. Luckily the lube helped the situation as the head of her cock slipped inside. Petar arched his back and his tail stiffened.

"Ooh fuck you're one tight boy." Claire said as she pushed further inside him. Petar groaned as her large member practically rearranged his insides and stretched his hole. His legs shivered as she bottomed out, all eight inches fit snug inside the tiger. "How's that feel kitty?" Claire asked patting him on the butt. Petar replied with a shaky grunt. "That's what I thought." Grabbing tightly onto his butt Claire slowly pushed him off her cock a few inches then pulled him back onto it. The lube made for easy gliding as her large member rubbed against his prostate. Claire was essentially using him as a human fuck toy as she pushed and pulled him on and off her cock. Petar's own cock sung wildly below him as the pace slowly began to quicken. His member swinging pre-cum all over the bed sheets. As Claire moved faster and faster, the sound of clapping began to fill the room. Her thrusts were reaching deep inside the feline, Petar felt as if she was fucking his stomach.

"How's that?" Claire said as she smacked the feline's ass with an open palm. Petar's cock twitched in response. "How's it feel being my cock sleeve?" Petar grumbled in annoyance, as if he could even respond. "Look how hard you are!" Claire exclaimed while reaching around and grabbing a hold of his member.

"Mphf!" Petar yelled as he felt like cumming the instance she grabbed his cock.

"I bet you're really close huh?" Claire leaned over and whispered into his ear. "You wanna cum?" Petar grumbled in response. "Just shake your head. Cuz if not I'll finish myself and leave you to do it yourself later." Petar raised his eyebrows then furrowed them again. Claire was still somehow plowing into him as she awaited a response. Finally the feline nodded.

"Good kitty." In one motion Claire pulled her cock out. Leaving the feline feeling empty and his tail hole slightly gaping. Next thing Petar knew he was being flipped onto his back, his hands still bound above him. He watched the canine slide her massive cock against his a few times before it disappeared beneath him. Followed by the familiar feeling of her member filling the inside of him. As she hilted herself inside him Petar could now see that the size of her cock was causing a bulge in his stomach. As she pulled her cock out the bulge went away until she plunged back inside him, the top part of her member bulging around his navel.

"Oh look at that, I haven't done that to someone in a while." Claire observed as she rubbed the bulge with her hand. "Before I let you cum though," Claire reached behind Petar's head. Petar felt the relief of the band unlocking and the rubber ball being removed from his mouth. He moved his jaw from side to side stretching his jaw out. "I wanna hear you ask for it." Petar cocked an eyebrow questioningly.

"Really?"

"Come on kitty. If you wanna cum you gotta ask for it." Petar turned his head away from Claire. The canine grinded her hips against him, causing her cock to rub hard against her prostate. Petar moaned at the feeling. Finally he broke and mumbled a response.

"What was that?" Claire lightly gripped his dick.

"C-can I cum?" Claire sighed in response.

"Come on, put a little enthusiasm behind it." Petar sighed sharply.

"Please let me cum!" Petar shouted, putting his pride aside. Claire grinned mischievously.

"Good boy." While thrusting quickly into him Claire began hastily jerking his cock. It didn't take too long until Petar was arching his back as his cock shot cum at an absurd rate. Cum spurted out from the tip of his cock, splashing onto his upper chest in hot ropes. Petar felt his entire body spasm as he covered his chest with his own fluid. Finally the tiger relaxed as the last few drops trickled out from his dick.

"Look at the mess you made," Claire swiped her finger across his chest. Accumulating some of his cum on her finger before putting it into her mouth. All Petar could do was grunt in response. "Now it's my turn." Claire put her hands behind his knees, lifting them into the air. "Get ready for my cum kitty." Claire pounded the feline's ass. The rock hard member squelched in and out of the tight hole, as the canine's orgasm began to build up. Claire grunted as she buried the base of her cock into the feline's ass, the knot swelling inside him. The canine's tongue rolled out of her mouth as her balls contracted, sending a waterfall of cum inside the feline. Claire grunted with each new wave of cum that gushed from her cock. Petar felt his belly swell as her cum filled him up. With one last thrust Claire shakily exhaled as her orgasm subsided. Flicking her hair out of the way Claire ran her hand over his belly.

"Ah man that was great." Claire patted the tiger's belly. Petar's head felt fuzzy and couldn't muster a response. "Probably should've laid a towel down with the mess I'm about to make. This'll hurt a bit kitty." Petar squeezed his eyes closed and clenched his jaw as Claire's knot tugged at his hole.

Petar yelped as the canine knot stretched his hole and popped out with an audible sound. As her eight inches slid out of him, Petar felt her fluids shift inside him. When the last of her cock slipped out her cum oozed out of his hole; collecting at the base of his tail. A puddle of the sticky fluid began forming on the bed as his stomach deflated.

"That's quite the mess I made out of your hole." Claire used her hands to spread his cheeks, watching her cum ooze out of his ass. "How're you feeling kitty?" Petar could hardly speak. He felt entirely drained of energy and his head felt fuzzy. "I've seen that look before, glad you enjoyed yourself." Claire fetched a key and began unlocking Petar from the bedpost handcuffs. "Take your time getting up. Feel free to clean up here if you'd like. Or you can just tuck a piece of tissue down there and head out now, which ever you feel like doing." Petar laid motionless for a while as he waited to regain energy, while also thinking over what had just actually happened.

The next morning.

Petar walked through the door of his apartment, his two roommates sitting on the couch talking about something. They turned their heads when they heard the tiger walk through the door.

"Well look who it is!" One of them eagerly asked. "So how was last night?" Petar gingerly walked towards his room.

"Ya know, I don't think I'm gonna call her."