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Elly sat, finned tail wrapped around her knees, curled up on the couch. The shark was reading when someone snatched the book she read out of her hand. She snapped, "Hey!" and glared at the maned wolf responsible. It was her roommate Marshall. The maned wolf glanced at the cover before he tossed the book on the couch.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Elly demanded, sharp white teeth bared.

Marshall said, "Testing something." He touched her nose with her paw. Elly's blunt snout twitched a little. The shark felt a tinge of sensation. Her nose and face in general were very sensitive.

"Marshall..." Elly trailed off as those paws rubbed the bridge of her nose. It felt good. Distractingly good.

Marshall's relationship with his roommate had been one of polite distance. They had separate rooms and bathrooms, they shared a living space, and they both had social lives and jobs that meant they did not interact much. Since the quarantine, though, Marshall had been going crazy. He had not really noticed how hot Elly was before the pandemic, but he saw the appeal now. Her thick, curly mane of hair that went down to her chest looked enticing the play with, her bookish face matched with a set of rimmed glasses was adorable. Her sharp amber eyes stood out on her grey and white hide. She had modest breasts, but nice hips and a tail Marshall wouldn't mind getting his muzzle under. Of course, the maned wolf had no idea how to approach his introvert roommate about the needs of a lonely male that remained trapped in his apartment all hours of the day.

And they were both two perfectly attractive people. Why shouldn't they fuck? Marshall was tall and lean with a swimmer's build, dark paws and face and mane with a fiery orange coat and soft white underbelly.

Elly had spaced out. Marshall's paws rubbed her cheeks. It had been two months since anyone touched her like this, and good god did Elly miss it, too. She did not know how much until Marshall started but... shit, was she panting? She could hardly breathe while Marshall slid one paw against her snout and another caressed her jaw. Marshall added a little prick of his claws and Elly's tail wriggled in response. Her face prickled with pleasure that started there but coursed through the rest of her body. She felt her sex tense up while one paw traced lazy circles along her nose and another stroked her throat.

"You like that, Ells?"

"C-crap... Marshall..." Elly whined while she leaned forward. She practically nuzzled into his touch.

"I can stop if you want."

Breathless, head spinning a little, Elly said, "N-no... keep going." Marshall's paw actually smelled good, too. A nice woodsy cologne smell from the lotion he used to keep his pawpads soft. Those digits left trails of warm pleasure all over her face, and Elly, losing all restraint, slid her fingers under the hem of her bicycle shorts. Her panties already had a spreading wet spot. She touched herself through the fabric and moaned. Rubbing her panties against her mound, she felt her crotch begin to quickly heat up with a similar but different pleasure to the one Marshall stoked.

"You're touching yourself, Ells."

"Mmmf," Elly kept rubbing her inflamed pussy, too caught up in the moment to speak.

"Do you want me to touch you there, too?"

"F-fuck... yes," Elly breathed.

Marshall could not believe things were just this simple. His dick lined the length of his gym shorts--tapered tip nearly poking from it. He ignored his need, though, and licking his chops, ordered, "Sit back on the couch and spread your legs for me."

Marshall finally stopped touching her face. It brought her back to the land of the living a moment, and she noticed the maned wolf's length for the first time. He was big. Elly wasn't exactly a size-queen, but his size did turn her on. It also made her realize what she was hurtling towards. Was she really going to just let Marshall fuck her? Before quarantine they barely exchanged more than twenty words a week! They'd gotten to know each other a little better since then, but still...

But he was hot. In more ways than one. And Elly was already this worked up...

She yanked off her bike shorts and panties in one motion. Suddenly the room smelled of her need. She saw the canine's nose twitch, knowing her scent affected him like his touching her nose had her. Elly took a deep breath and spread her legs, hands sliding along her white thighs to her sex. Her cunt, normally white, had blushed red and the lips had puffed up with her clit to show off her need to this male.

Shivering a little, Elly spread her swollen labia with both hands and met Marshall's hungry gaze. "W-well?"

Growling a little, Marshall got on his knees in front of her. In an instant his muzzle was buried in her thighs, tongue seeking that dripping flower. His wet nose rubbed against Elly's clit as her walls were lapped and lavished hungrily. Moaning, she hooked her thighs over his shoulder and hold him tight while he ate her out. Her nails dug into his mane where it started growing between his ears. She grit her teeth and rolled her hips into his probing mouth.

Marshall completely forgot himself in Elly's thighs. She was all heat and dripping need. The spice of her sex coating his senses and fogging his brain. She tasted good. His tail wagged idly behind him and his dicked dripped precum in his shorts. He dug his tongue deep as he could into her quivering vent. The steamy heat clenched around his muscle. His lips drooled with her juices while her thighs clenched every once in a while. That pleasure inside her crested and came in waves. Each little tremoring clench of her body drove Marshall on further. The maned wolf could not remember the last time a girl's cunt worked him up this much before.

Elly felt tension building all through her stomach and thighs. Warmth and pleasure that coursed through her. She groaned, back arching while tongue dragged against her sensitive walls. She got so worked up she could not find the words to warn Marshall before all that pleasure boiled over. She squirted, flooding the maned wolf's mouth and making him choke and cough a little. She felt him pull away, gasping while she quaked. Her tail slapped against the couch while her cunt continued to flex and milk on nothing. Her face was flushed with the pleasure Marshall had given her while her cunt continued a much steady flow of femme cum across the couch cushion. The room reeked now of her arousal and sex.

A little lost in her afterglow, she did not notice Marshall again until the maned wolf was turning her with his paws, getting her to lie back on the couch. Then he was over her, and he was naked. She touched his firm abdomen to make sure this was real and happening.

Marshall, panting asked, "Is this okay? Can I--"

She nodded, glasses a little askew on her face. "Fuck me stud." Elly spread her legs a little further for him while he positioned himself, making sure his knees weren't on Elly's tail. She felt his tapered heat touch her sex and gasped.

Marshall leaned in and kissed her. One of his hands rubbed the side of her nose while he did. More of that sensitive, enticing pleasure while her lips met his. She opened his mouth and let his tongue carefully probe around her teeth. Their tongues met and she tasted her bitter arousal all over him. His face smelled like her, too. Honestly, she loved it when a male did. It meant he had done the fucking work.

His free paw guided his tip into her. Once they got past the taper, Elly got a sense for just how big dicked her roommate was. She moaned into his muzzle, wrapping her arms around him. He took his time, his body quivering while his heat split Elly open. She felt his pulse inside his length. Her walls fluttered up and down it. Marshall panted through his nose until eventually his knot rested snug against her mound.

Fuck she was tight. And wet and hot and _why_had they not fucked before? Marshall's thoughts raced while he tried to keep his dick under control. She felt really good, and his knot already throbbed against her entrance. But Marshall wanted Elly to do this again with him, so he tried his best to regain control from his nuts. She had hooked her legs around his and seemed content to hump up and down what little she could on Marshall's cock. Even that soft teasing got to him. He _just_felt his drooling tip rub against her cervix every now and then. And she kept squeezing and clenching. She worked his dick with so much precision he didn't feel like he could move without risking blowing early.

She broke the kiss because he was not exactly kissing her anymore. She nuzzled his cheek and whispered, "I-I've never been with a boy as big as you."

Struggling to speak, trying to focus on speaking, Marshall said, "I, huh, get that a lot."

She kept rolling her hips back and forth. Her sopping lips drooled all over his inflamed knot. Her wet and warmth made the red bulb slick and glistening.

She said, "Your close, yeah?"

Marshall whined. "It-it's just been a while..."

She giggled in his ear, and something about that made his dick twitch inside her. "Hehehe, it's alright roomie. We got nothing but time."

"F-fuck, Ells..."

"Come on, Marshall. Cum for me..." she started working up and down on his dick a little more forcefully. The maned wolf's balls were so tense. He ached inside, all while her walls squeezed up and down his dick. All that pressure, he kept his abdomen clenched. His toes curled and he whimpered, ears folded back. He squeezed her tight, trying his best to resist. But Ells kept gyrating her hips and begging, "Cum... please stud... cum for me, breed me, I want to be fat with you pups."

"F-fuck fuck fuck!" Marshall lost all control picturing Elly pregnant. His dick jerked inside her. His balls squeezed and clutched. A thick flood of virile lupine seed spilled inside her vent.

Elly felt his heated spunk filling her up. A warmth in her belly made her shudder and moan. "Thaaaat's it stud... gimme your cum," she urged on, still working her hips on her whimpering wolf. He was adorable, even as he dumped more cum inside her than any boy ever had before. He must have been so pent up. He struggled for breath, tail and bottom twitching as thick cum started leaking out her cunt and across his flexing and throbbing knot. She stroked up and down his back, pleased to leave him a shuddering mess like he had done her.

It took him a few minutes to come back down to earth.

Still panting a little, he said, "I... I hope that was alright."

"Mmm, I just wished we'd done that sooner."

Marshall rested his weight against her. Her flesh was leathery but smooth and soft and with his muzzle buried in her hair, he got to smell her shampoo, which was a nice strawberry scent.

"You, uh, do?"

"Hehe, yeah... if I knew it would be this good."

He propped himself up on his elbow to look at her. "I'm glad I made my move, then."

"It wasn't much of a move. Messing with a shark's nose is just playing dirty."

He winced. "Sorry, I just--"

"Next time ask," she said. Then Elly hesitated. "Actually, I like being surprised."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah... maybe being stuck together won't be so bad."

"Just wait till you have my knot. Then you'll really know what being stuck together is like."

Elly smirked. She clenched her lower muscles to flutter around his half-hard dick. "That a threat?"

Marshall growled and kissed her. "At this rate it'll be a promise."