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This story was written for Burgabandit as their patreon flash fiction for November. It contains sexual acts between two consenting adults, a male and a herm. :3

Beyond Boundaries - Part Two

"Please, Annabelle. O-oh god. Please. Make me feel more of that. M-make me...ah, god. Just... fuck my ass. Please."

With his body trembling, his barrel chest, his gut and indeed the thick, swollen length of his dripping cock pressed down against the soft bedding below, Snap cried out as he felt his virgin ass clench around the tigress' fingers, lingering so close to but no longer pressed up against his prostate. He stared back over his shoulder, the were-donkey letting loose a deep, desperate whinny as his hermaphrodite lover pulled her fingers from his rump with a deep purr and a light, giddy giggle. His tail twitched sharply upward, the cheeks of his ass clenched, then jiggled as his knees tried to push his buttocks up, eagerly towards Annabelle. God, he wanted it so badly. So badly he could barely believe that before today, before lying down on this bed not twenty minutes ago, he had never felt anything penetrate his backside. Never felt anyone get this intimate with him in this way, or felt himself so desperate, so hungry for more of something that before now he had always considered alien to him.

"You want me to fuck you, Snappy?"

Annabelle murmured teasingly, licking her lips and shivering slightly as her plump body reached over and plucked a squeeze-bottle of lubricant from where it had been resting on the bed nearby, having already rendered her fingers slick with its content just a short while ago. She grinned as Snap let loose another bellowing moan of desire, and popped the cap off the tube before up-turning the bottle directly over the straining length of her own erection. It was cool, though not uncomfortably so, and though it began to run and ooze over the sides of her shaft almost immediately Annabelle's free hand was upon her cock before it could begin to drip, sliding up and down the length gently, making her huff and moan softly as she worked the glistening lubricant over every inch of her length.

"You want my cock in your ass? In your sweet, cute, big ol' donkey-donk?"

Snap groaned in frantic longing, not feeling embarrassed about it, not feeling self conscious or nervous about it any more. His cock was drooling thick strands of pre-cum onto the bedding below, and though until just a handful of minutes ago he had only known about it in theory rather than practice, the were-donkey was sure that he could feel his prostate pulsing, aching for attention inside himself.

"Yes."

He grunted with wild, unrestrained lust.

"Please. Please... yes."

He wiggled his ass urgently, temptingly at the tigress. He stared deep into her wide, equally lustful eyes. A final, pleading gurgle of intense need escaped the donkey's muzzle, and then he threw his head back as Annabelle swung a hand forward and spanked him sharply across one cheek of his rounded rump, the sound of his cry and the impact of the smack echoing with equal force around the bedroom. And before he could recover, before he could clear his head from that slightly painful, intensely erotic spanking, both the tigress' hands were on his hips, there was a hot, thick point far broader than the fingers that had just left him grinding against the pucker of his ass, and then Snap's life changed forever. Then the were-donkey felt something click inside his head as he felt the tigress herm's cock pressing into him, its lubricated length sliding in with surprising ease and even more surprising speed. An awareness. A knowledge. A desire, and a deep, intense comfort as he surrendered his anal virginity to Annabelle, and knew in that moment that he had nothing to worry about.

The tigress wouldn't hurt him. The tigress wouldn't let anything bad happen to him. Not now, not when it came to this act, not for anything.

She was inside him and around him, lunging forward, looming over him and embracing him around the chest now as her hands left his hips, no longer required to help drive her deeper, and deeper. Her breasts were pressed against his back. Her muzzle was nuzzling, then nipping, then biting sharply at the back of his neck. She was everywhere in that moment. She was everything to Snap. And then, as a deep growl escaped her through the teeth buried firmly but painlessly in his flesh and as her hips drew back a few inches for the very first time, she was doing it.

She was fucking him, and Snap never, ever wanted it to stop.

"Moan for me, Snappy. Scream for me. Tell me how much you love my cock..."

She whispered in his ear between nips, bites and kisses to the back of his neck and the sides of his throat, her hips pumping, slapping her thighs against his buttocks all the while. Her cock throbbed and twitched deep inside him, dragging back and forth across his prostate with every thrust, no exceptions, no relenting in the passion or the intensity of every motion and every sensation it provoked. She urged him to scream, she urged him to cry out, and god did he cry out for her. His cries echoed around the room as his hands scrabbled and tugged at the sheets below, hoofed feet drumming against the bedding each and every time Annabelle's member pressed to the hilt inside him once more.

"I... I love it! I love it! Oh... ohhh, harder! Harder!"

The more he begged, the more that the tigress delivered. Her thrusts grew ever more forceful and her grip on his body ever more desperate, clinging tightly to him to provide extra leverage for each and every time she ploughed herself into him. Indeed before long Snap was being fucked so hard that he ceased begging for more, he ceased crying out for Annabelle to fuck him harder, not because he didn't want more but simply because his ability to speak had been utterly revoked. His cries now were maddened, frantic gurgles and whinnies. He was howling at the top of his lungs like a deranged beast, and it was only as his cries grew more and more impossibly intense in their straining, shrieking savagery that Annabelle was able to identify the point at which her virgin lover began to approach his orgasm, fighting with all her fury and desire to fuck him hard and fast enough, to stimulate her own aching cock enough to get there alongside him.

"C-cuu-uhhhhh... cum... ohhhhgod... cum with me, Snappy..."

Eyes heavy lidded, ears and tail twitching, her plump body shaking violently as she hunched over the were-donkey and fucked him as deep and as feverishly as she could, Annabelle barely managed to get that pleading whimper out before she felt Snap start to shake beneath her. She gave a shrill, piercing cry of joy as she felt the were-donkey lurch, and heard a long, surprisingly meek and almost vulnerable wail escape his lips. Hurriedly she slid a hand down to his crotch, pressing it beneath his rounded belly and crying out yet again as she brushed her digits against his cock, already throbbing, already jerking violently where it lay pinned between his own furred flesh and the bed itself, wracked by orgasmic spasms as it pumped its hot, copious load out while the cock inside of him continued to milk and tease at his throbbing prostate.

Moments later, with her most ear-splitting roar yet, Annabelle joined him. Snap's eyes bulged, and his wail of pleasure turned to a giddy, joyous grunting as the tigress joined him in climax. He felt a heat, a wetness inside his ass that he had never known before, and his eyes rolled back in absolute joy as he realised what it was that he was feeling. The tiger's twitching cock was letting loose, pouring her own cum out deep into him in rich, potent spurts. He felt her clutch at him, felt Annabelle quaking violently as she was overcome by the fury of her orgasm, and though he couldn't see it, though he couldn't turn his head to witness it in that moment, he heard the rush of yet more fluids, the drumming of liquid against the bedding and the wooden frame at the foot of the bed, and knew that the herm tigress' pussy was gushing just like her cock, squirting and cumming hard as she was overtaken entirely by her bliss, humping him and filling him with her cum until neither of them had a drop of seed or indeed a drop of energy remaining to continue.

They collapsed to the bed, or rather, Annabelle collapsed limp over the broad body of the were-donkey, the bed creaking and the male himself groaning as he was pinned down even more inescapably by her weight. He made no effort to move her though as she lay there, panting, huffing, giggling almost drunkenly against his back. In truth, Snap hoped that she might never move. That she could just lie there forever, and that for the rest of their days they could just indulge in the immediate aftermath of that act. She had fucked him. She had fucked his ass, she had filled it with cum, and... god, she'd made him cum without a single stroke of his cock. Never before had the were-donkey felt pleasure like that. Never before had he known that he would love such pleasure, that he was crave it so strongly.

Yet crave it he did, even now. Even in the immediate aftermath of his first ever time taking a cock, or indeed anything up his ass, he was already forcing his reeling, only half-conscious mind to consider the next time. And the next. All the things he wanted to do. All the positions, all the acts, all the techniques he had seen and heard of and even delivered upon Annabelle and of course Kate too.

Annabelle had pushed him beyond the boundaries of anything he had ever experienced, anything that he had ever felt before. And now, in the wake of that new frontier being reached, he didn't regret it. He wasn't conflicted, or confused, or embarrassed by it as he might at one point have imagined.

Now, as he lay there and thought of the two women who loved him, but especially right now of the tigress whose cock was still hard and twitching in time with her heavy, ragged breathing, he was only all the more enthused. All the more desperate and eager.

He had found what lay beyond the boundaries of his own comfort, and now that he knew what awaited him out there in the wide, open world of anal exploration, there was only one thing Snap felt. Only one thing Snap desired.

He shuddered, and looked back over his shoulder at the herm tigress flushed and fatigued as she lay against him.

"C-can..."

Barely able to catch his own breath, he shuddered and gasped, but fought to get out the words that he couldn't hold back, that he couldn't restrain for even a few minutes, a few seconds more.

"Can we... d-do it again?"

By Jeeves

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