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Cline's was a dive in the basement under a hotel. A flight of stairs down into the pavement led to a darkened door--the inside windowless with dim lighting. Carnelian's cloven hooves enunciated her march to the door before she fell into the bar. It was a little hot inside the place--a damn heatwave in the city had sunk its talons deep into the bedrock. Pittsburgh never played nice with late summers.

The antlered doe sighed as she slid into the only available bar stool. It was a crowded Friday. Second week of school and everyone looked for a little relief. As an instructor for the nearby college--Carnelian liked Cline's cause college students didn't go there often. The bar carded ritually and didn't go for the vibe of loud and boisterous. Even crowded, the conversation came subdued; just louder than an overhead college radio. It was a place to drink and relax--not party.

A snifter dropped in front of her and she glanced up to catch Felix's wink at her. Carnelian offered her boyfriend a smile and asked, "What is this?"

"End of the week chocolate stout to get you started," said the big grey wolf. He made everything behind the bar look small in his hands.

"Already have my tab open?"

"Been waiting for you," Felix said before traveling down the bar to answer a customer's summons.

"Damn, that must be nice," the patron beside her spoke up. It was a younger looking maned wolf, wearing a grey hoodie, hood bunched around the black tuft of his mane. His orange, foxlike muzzle stared into the blonde pint he cradled, half finished. "I had to practically stand on the counter to get him to notice me," the maned wolf pouted.

Carnelian studied the boy a bit longer. He had this black slash of fur that went up the bridge of his muzzle, across an eye, and to his ear, both of which were tufted black instead of the creamy color on the front of his fur coat. It clicked: not a lot of maned wolves in Pitt, and this one had such a striking fur pattern she remembered him. He had been a student of hers, her first year teaching college. That had been five years by now--he must have been the age she was when she started teaching.

The name was glued to the roof of her mouth, but Carnelian couldn't get it out. So she said as she struggled to remember, "Felix always tends to his regulars first. And this place is practically all regulars."

The maned wolf glanced at her, then did an unsubtle double take. "Do I know you?"

"Do you?" Carnelian shot back. She had come out as trans after her first year of teaching. She wondered how much she had changed for this boy...

"Sorry..." he shook his head. "Don't mean to pry but, uh," his eyes flicked to Carnelian's antlers, "Your trans right?"

Carnelian smirked and took a long sip from her snifter, eyeing the boy and letting him wilt under her gaze. When she put down her drink she said, "What gave it away? My voice? The antlers?" She glanced down innocently to the black dress she wore--it had a high cut to the front and was open in the back. "Is my cock hard?"

"Oh god--I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have asked that, should I?"

She chuckled and dismissed his nerves with a wave. "You're fine, with me at least. I don't hide what I am, but I wouldn't go asking other girls what they have in their purse."

"Uh, right."

She raised her glass to him. "Name's Carn."

He mirrored her gesture. "Lee." He took a swig of his beer and added, "Carn, huh? That short for something?"

"Carnelian most of the time."

What about the other times?"

"Carnie, Carnage, whatever I need."

"When are you Carnage?"

She lifted an eyebrow and let him put it together. She laughed at him when he took another nervous drink.

"No, no, just Carnelian or Carn. I've never gone by Carnage--I'd only do that if I was a comic book villain."

"Hehe, what'd be your superpower?"

Carnelian shrugged. "Making cis people nervous--seem pretty good at it already."

"You got me wound up for a minute."

"See?"

"Hehe, cool." He turned to his beer again and finished the rest of the glass.

"Was that your first?" Carnelian asked. She could have let the conversation die there, but the boy was cute and she enjoyed flirting too much. It was a craft that only stayed sharp by keeping it sharp.

"Yeah, probably my last with how long this bartender takes."

Carnelian glanced in the wolf's direction. "Oh Felix!"

The wolf trotted over while Carnelian gave Lee a smug look.

"Yeah Carn?" Felix asked.

"Help my friend here, won't you?"

"Sure thing, what'll it be?"

Lee could only blabber, "I've not--"

"Want to try my drink?" Carnelian offered.

"I don't usually go for darker beers."

"Then just take a sip from mine first."

She offered him the glass, and Lee took it. While he took a drink, Carnelian flashed Felix a smile. Her boyfriend rolled his eyes at her play.

Lee handed the drink back. "Yeah, that's pretty good." He licked his chops. "I could go for one of those."

"Put this one on my tab, Felix," Carnelian said.

"You got it."

"Hey wait--"

But the wolf already turned his back to the register. Carnelian said, "You can buy my next drink. Don't want you to think I'm flirting with you, after all."

Lee's ears flitted back a little. His bashfulness was cute. Felix set down Lee's drink and left the two to talk. Lee asked, "You always this talkative to strangers?"

"Only the handsome ones."

The maned wolf took another long drink and she laughed again. It was bright and loud in the bar's dim and subdued atmosphere. It called attention to them both. She chided, "Careful, don't get drunk too fast."

"Nah," Lee took another drink, "I got a pretty good tolerance."

Carnelian sighed. "Ah, I remember those days."

The maned wolf gave her a look.

"HRT, err," she spelled it out when his confusion deepened, "Hormone replacement therapy. Turns out when you nuke your nuts and take a bunch of estrogen you can't hold your liquor as well."

"Hah, price to pay for being pretty, right?"

"You think I'm pretty?"

Like clockwork, Lee took another drink before he said, "Umm, yes?"

"Well don't sound so unsure about it!"

"Sorry, I just, I didn't--is this what we're doing?"

"What do you think I'm doing?"

"Flirting?"

"Good boy." Lee shivered a little at the affirmation. His orange tail, which nearly fell to the floor, twitched in a stifled wag. Carnelian had yet to meet a canine who didn't enjoy praise. "Don't get too excited, though. Let's just see where the evening takes us."

"Heh, yeah. I didn't, uh, guess I wasn't expecting this."

"Me either, but it's a nice surprise. I'm sure there will be more if you play your cards right."

Something about being so forward with an old student definitely had its appeal. And in some ways, the deer still tested the younger man. She still expected him to figure out their previous relationship. Back then Lee had been a somewhat quiet student. A sharp writer, but one of the ones who sat in the back and didn't speak much. He often looked tired--like his head had much bigger concerns weighing on it than a college writing class.

Carnelian asked, "So what brought you here?"

Lee took another drink. He'd already caught up to her in draining half his stout. He said, "Just looking for a place to hang out. Had some money to blow and didn't want to be around the college bars."

"Not your scene?"

"Not anymore."

"Graduated?"

"Yeah, this spring."

Carnelian raised her glass. "Congrats, though, you don't seem thrilled about it."

"Don't have a job yet--recession and all that junk."

"I'm sure you'll land on your feet. Shit is rough, and this town always takes a hit when it's rough."

"What about you?" Lee asked.

"Teacher, for the university," Carnelian said. His eyes looked her up and down again, jaw hanging open as it clicked in place.

"You're..."

"Don't use my deadname, dear--it's impolite."

"Right!" He shifted in his seat and stared into his glass.

Carnelian frowned. "Don't tell me I've scared you off."

"I just--I feel like I just--I am such an idiot... I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you--I should get--"

"Lee."

He turned and nearly flinched away when he found her leaning close, a stern look on her muzzle. Carnelian caught his scent, a coconut shampoo with an undertone of canine musk. She ignored it for now and said, "It's a compliment."

"Uh... it is?"

"You didn't recognize me," Carnelian said and leaned away. "I've changed a lot. So have you, you know."

Lee scratched behind an ear. "For the better, I hope."

"You don't seem as quiet for one," Carnelian pointed out.

"Yeah, sorta came out of my shell end of freshman year. You know how it is."

"I do. I try not to judge the freshmen too much," Carnelian said.

"Heh, you were a good teacher. Bet you still are."

"I appreciate the compliment," she said before taking another drink. "So, this isn't too weird, then?"

"I mean, if it's not weird for you," Lee said with a toothy grin. "I guess it is strange, but then again you're not much younger than me?"

"Still in my twenties."

"You usually go for guys my age?"

"Who says I know how old you are?"

"Twenty-three."

"Twenty-three is in my comfort zone," Carnelian said. She set an elbow down on the bar, facing him with her legs crossed. "I don't tend to go for people young enough to be my students but--"

"But I was your student--"

"Was. Class is over, Lee."

"Right--you're right."

"That's what they pay me the big bucks for. Being right." Carnelian took another drink from her snifter, finally finishing off all but the dregs of the stout.

Lee pointed at the glass and said, "Can I buy you a drink, professor?"

She smirked but played a long. "Hehe, you better."

***

Afternoon passed into the evening and Carnelian let herself get drunk. It was _only_four drinks for her, but it was close to a morning hangover if she wasn't careful. Lee drank twice as much but did not seem nearly so inebriated. As they stumbled up the stairs to Carnelian's apartment, the doe would later be embarrassed by how easy she made herself seem. Lee, in a lot of ways, reminded Carnelian of a younger Felix, which might be why she let things happen so quickly.

Getting to say she fucked one of her students might also be another reason for inviting Lee back to her apartment.

They fell inside, Carnelian laughing and tossing her purse on the couch. She said, "That's almost as bad as the time I got black out drunk."

"Oh?"

"Hear that stor--fuck," Carnelian grabbed the fridge to stand up straight. "_You_can hear that story another time." She reached for a cabinet set over the kitchen counter and grabbed two glasses. "I need water, you want water?"

"You good?" Lee asked.

"Yeah, I promise I'm not that drunk." But she was drunk--sober Carnelian might have regretted not getting to take her time exploring this boy. But right now she was floating on the pleasure of their conversation, the booze, and the promise of what was to come.

Lee walked into the kitchen and said, "Probably best if we both hydrate." Carnelian put a shaky class under the tap. "Here." He leaned against her and held her hand to steady the glass. Carnelian froze up, his muzzle over her shoulder, so close. Lee turned on the faucet when Carnelian forgot to. They filled both glasses, close like that before Lee kissed her cheek.

Carnelian turned and his next kiss landed on her lips. Both furs pressed into each other, the doe releasing a soft moan stifled by Lee's tongue in her mouth. His forwardness surprised and delighted her. His hands squeezed her hips and she kept their maws locked in the sloppy, drunken kiss. The doe's flushed body grew hotter, cock twitching to life in her panties, making obvious the bulge above the hem of her black dress.

Lee pressed her against the countertop opposite the sink. He broke the kiss and nipped her neck, whispered as he nuzzled into her throat, "Your scent's been driving me crazy all night."

"You, uh, really?"

"Yeah." He dragged his tongue through her fur and she shivered.

"What do I smell like?"

The question gave Lee pause. The maned wolf finally leaned away from her and considered. She giggled as he saw him work out the math. "Like girl, but different?"

"HRT works on the scent glands, too, but," she grabbed his wrist and placed his hand on her bulge, "this doesn't change as much there."

Lee gasped. "I..." suddenly he was less sure. "I've never been with--"

"Someone who has a cock?"

The male just nodded.

"Well... you're about to--unless you're just the world's biggest tease."

"Oh I want to."

She giggled and pointed at one of the forgotten glasses of water. "We should hydrate." While he got her glass, she hopped up onto the countertop to sit down. She took the offered glass. "Thanks hun." A drink, the taste of tap-water washing away the taste of Lee. Carnelian set down the glass and asked, "So, have you ever wanted to be with someone who has one of..." she ran a finger along the length of her bulge to finish her sentence.

"Are you hard?"

"Semi."

Lee's eyes went wide at the implication of her size.

"We can do plenty without you touching my cock if it bothers you."

"No! Um... I mean, I want to do things with it."

She giggled.

"I do! I'll kiss it! Suck it, whatever--I'm not afraid of it. I've just never been, uh--" he pinched his tail and held it up. "No one's ever gone in through my out door."

She laughed again and shoved him playfully with her hoof.

"You'd be my first--is what I'm saying."

"Do you want me to be your first?" Carnelian asked.

He hugged his arms across his chest. "Jeez Carn, I don't know. I'm just kinda taking this as it goes."

Carnelian said, "You're fine, Lee. Long as no one gets hurt, you've already made my night with your company."

"You can't hit a guy with that--it's just low."

"Oh no! A compliment? What will you ever do?"

A little braver at her flirtatious smile. "Kiss you," he said, stepping closer again. His hand wrapped around the small of her back.

"Hehe, is that it?"

"I'll, uh, fuck you?"

"Oh, I'm so scared."

Lee giggled conspiratorially and kissed her again, slower this time. Their lips tested each other, took the time to get acquainted. A touch of moisture, cold from the tap, clung to his lips. Carnelian licked it off, then their muzzles teased left, right, opened in a deeper kiss. Tongue to tongue. Lee tasted warm, wash of alcohol on his breath and the sour beer he had before they left the bar together. His hands slipped down her back, teased the tuft of her tail poking from the black dress before he groped her butt.

He shuddered and broke the kiss, nipped her ear playfully and whispered, "Fuck you're hot, Carn."

"Heh, you're not so bad yourself," she said. Her hands worked under the hem of his hoodie and slid against his slim torso, the muscle tight beneath his red and cream fur. Her fingers teased through the fur on his abdomen a moment longer before she started to pull his hoodie off. He cooperated and soon wriggled out of the thing. When he had, she smiled at his lithe form. He was, in a word, gangly but tough looking. It reminded her of her build when she was his age. Before transition made all her edges soft and pleasing to the touch.

He smirked when he noticed her surveying him. Carnelian did not bother hiding her hunger for the younger male. Her cock now strained in her panties, threatening to spill out and swell past the hem of her dress if she made the wrong move.

Carnelian touched the strap around her throat that held up the front of her dress. "Help me with--" she gasped when Lee simply buried his muzzle back into her throat like a predator intent on tearing its prey's throat open. Only his bites were teasing touches, sparks of pleasure that Carnelian leaned into for more. Her hands teased down the mane that ran down his spine, grabbing thick handfuls of black fur. He finally listened to her and reached for her nape--fingers fumbled with the fine metal clasp keeping the front half of her dress up. Then it came undone. And his bites marked her clavicle instead--his kisses went down her chest as the fabric fell and exposed her breasts.

Carnelian offered herself to the boy, hands splaying out behind her on the counter, chest puffing out. She gasped when he ripped off her pasties and exposed her areola, nipples already stiff. Her bust, in her words, was small but sensitive. Much to Lee's delight when he squeezed a palmful of one tit and she moaned for him. His tongue dragged across the fur of the other breast, flicking up the nipple and a sharp spike of pleasure made the doe wilt a little. She wrapped an arm around his neck to hold him in place as his maw found her bud. Lips latched to it and sucked, Carnelian in turn rolled her hips on the counter--a spastic buck.

Her cock snapped free of her panties and spilled beneath the hem of her dress. The uncut girth now throbbing over the edge of the countertop. The doe grabbed her lover's hand and brought it to the head of the shaft. This time Lee did not shy away, but squeezed it. Precum spilled into the black pads of his palm. A stroke peeled back the foreskin, and Carnelian's musk made Lee's eyes flutter open. The doe was watching him suck her breast, panting and quaking. She smelled so strong. A grounded, heady rut with a touch of salt to it--not sharp and bitter like his musk. He liked it--wanted more.

Carnelian bit back a quiet little moan when he released her breast, nipple standing stiff from her pert bust. Lee dropped between her legs, and the doe obliged him by scooting forward and opening her thighs. Lee's nose twitched as it hung before her tip--her scent was so strong but different than anyone he had been with or around. He relished it. A lot more than he would have ever expected. With his dick already trying to squeeze out of his sheath, the younger maned wolf leaned forward and licked the waiting shaft. The fleshy taste did not repulse him as he first expected, so he grabbed her by the base, pushing the cock up so he might drag his tongue along the underside of it. Carnelian showed her appreciation with a little satisfied sigh. She rested a hand behind the maned wolf's ears and scratched there--extra encouragement for her boy to explore.

The doe knew she would be hard for a while; they were in no rush.

Lee pulled back her foreskin and licked her glans, the flavor a little stronger here. Some salty precum collected on his mouth and the maned wolf's tail wagged at the flavor. He kissed Carnelian's exposed tip before opening his maw. The doe whispered, "That's it," as wet and warmth wrapped around the first few inches of her cock. She filled Lee's mouth quickly, and the maned wolf, eager to please, tried to swallow too much. It hit the back of his throat and he gagged on the cock. Carnelian's jaw clenched as teeth grazed her shaft, but she simply whispered, "Careful," to the boy. "Take your time, Lee."

The maned wolf did his best. He suckled on the shaft for a moment, testing the weight and feel of it in his mouth. It was hard and heavy but, strangely, did not feel as rigid as he expected. As if reading his mind, Carnelian joked, "How's the mouthfeel?" At Lee's look, she giggled. "Hehe, don't worry about it." Assuming this another trans thing he didn't get, Lee focused on pleasing his partner. He bobbed his head up and down what part of the turgid length he could. Only the first five inches or so. The rest he held in his hand, squeezing the base of her cock and sucking the rest.

And he liked sucking her cock. He got caught up in her smell and taste, her little sighs and moans. Even the way she scratched behind his ears. She seemed totally content to let him explore, and all that exploration had an effect on him as well. His free hand went between his legs and struggled with the button on his skinny jeans. Carnelian heard his zipper pulled loose before the sharper smell of canine musk joined the room. The doe took a deep, savoring breath of it. A bit of sweetness under the sharp, acrid musk made her bite her lip. She was not getting much farther with Lee at this point, not without fucking his throat, but he just seemed so lost in what he was doing that she couldn't bring herself to stop him.

The maned wolf whimpered as he squeezed his red length. That tapered tip spilled watery precum across his thigh. He hadn't even noticed his knot till his hand bumped against it. He had gotten so worked up that--

"You're close aren't you?"

Lee's ears folded back when Carnelian said it.

"I'm not going to finish like this," the doe told him, "But I want you to. Cum from sucking your teacher's cock." The order was said in a hard, deep voice that made Lee wilt a little.

He squeezed under his bulb and tugged on his shaft. His balls started clenching up immediately. His maw went still around the cock he sucked, moaning around the flesh in his mouth, eyes squeezed shut. Lee tensed then found release. His doggy dick flexed and came, spilling cum against the cabinet in front of it and down onto the tile floor. Carnelian took a deep breath, giving a long, "Mmmmm," as the maned wolf whimpered around her dick and came. Several ropes of seed splashed across the floor before he finally went a little slack. Panting, cock still dripping, Lee grabbed Carnelian's knees and shoved himself off her.

He gasped, grabbing his jaw.

"Sore?"

"Yeah..."

"You liked it, though," Carnelian said.

"Y-yeah..."

Lee got up and Carnelian hopped off the counter. Her dick bobbed with the motion, standing straight out and lifting her hem high enough to see the black panties she wore.

"What now?" Lee asked.

Carnelian answered by taking his hand and leading him into the bedroom. She turned and kissed him as they passed through the doorway. Her hands touched his waist and gently led him along while her lips held the kiss till her calves hit the bed and she sat back into it. She grabbed Lee's jeans and tugged them down with his briefs. His dick was still hard, standing tall and almost to his navel. He was a good size, and his knot was still swollen in all its glory.

Lee moaned when Carnelian nuzzled into his sheath. She took another loud, obvious breath of his musk. She licked along the furry tube to tender red flesh, and Lee's knees wobbled as she tasted his knot. The strong, masculine flavor was bitter and savory. She loved it, kissing the bulb while she squeezed the shaft above. She was rewarded with some left over cum. It dribbled from the tip and she licked it up, moaning when the salty seed hit her tongue.

"F-fuck Carn," Lee whispered.

She cradled his nuts and asked, "You're not done yet, are you puppy?"

"N-no..."

"Mmm, good," Carnelian kissed one the delicate nuts. "Fuck you smell so good." Finally, she ripped herself away and looked at him. "I'm not going to fuck you tonight."

Lee just nodded. They both knew Carnelian made the decisions right now.

"But you're going to fuck me. I shouldn't need any more prep than your spit." She hopped back onto the bed and threw off her panties before rolling onto all fours. She presented her ass high into the air, thighs closed and cock tucked between them so Lee had a view of every part of her. In this position, her tuft of a tail helped keep her dress hiked above her rear, showing off her round, soft butt. Each globe was shapely, covered in brown fur with white running down the crack. It matched her inner thighs, which made her cock stand out all the more, thick shaft running down and dwarfing the dick of every guy he knew. Even her balls, wrapped in a thin layer of white fur, looked enticing to play with.

Lee was learning a lot about himself tonight, it seemed.

"Get to work, pup," Carnelian said over her shoulder, swaying her hips a bit. Lee shook off being dumbstruck at the sight of her and kicked off his jeans. He crawled into the bed, and Carnelian told him as he got close, "I should be clean, so--" she stopped when he grabbed her tush. He pulled apart her cheeks to see the dark pink flesh of her rim. Her pucker winked back at him, looking clean and smelling enticing. He'd never rimmed a girl before, and his exes made anal an off the table thing.

So many firsts tonight.

Carnelian knew it just by the way the boy stared down at her entrance. She clenched it for him and asked, "Well pup?"

He leaned in to kiss it.

Like most of the night, Lee found he actually liked this. Carnelian smelled good here, too. The musk was earthier than elsewhere, but still enticing. He nuzzled into her cheeks, and the doe pushed her butt backwards into him. She sighed when his tongue dragged across the crack. Her walls flexed as the warm muscle teased her entrance. One probing lick became, two, three, became earnest lapping at her rear. Lee's tail wagged behind him as he held onto her ass and ate her out. That taste practically coated his tongue by now, but it made him a little numb with desire. He dug his claws into her soft flesh and pried her cheeks wide as they would. His teeth practically rubbed against her entrance as he made out with it. That puffy flesh became slick and yielding, his tongue insistent till it gave away. The taste of her became so strong his toes curled. Carnelian moaned into the bed and let him take all he could from her.

Lee's tongue now pushed in and out as he frenched her rim. Her taint became glistening with his spit and drool as the hungry maned wolf got lost in his work. Once again it would be all too easy to paw himself off at this point. In some ways, it was frightening. Eating pussy had never gotten him this worked up, but now he got lost in her ass, like one might in an intoxicating kiss. Off in his own little world until Carnelian insisted, "That's enough, Lee."

He backed off panting. His dick twitched and dripped on the bed while Carnelian spread her butt for him. She said, "Come on pup, fuck me."

A little dazed from eating her out, Lee muttered, "Yes, ma'am."

"Good pup."

Her praise made him bite his lip.

Lee was enthralled with her, and, as he lined up his dick with her entrance, he wondered how often her current students fell for her. How many might be jealous of him right now.

Carnelian could care less about any of that. Her rim itched with a need that Lee's tonguing had stoked but not sated. His taper started to depress her entrance, the ring of muscle trying to hold for just a moment, before it yielded. And fullness, heat, that cock sliding into her. Carnelian was no stranger to penetration, and being drunk had also loosened her up and made the entrance easy for Lee. They both moaned in tandem. The doe allowed herself to feel a little weak, letting her ex-student determine the pace for once.

She was so soft and tight. Her walls flexed around his shaft and Lee clenched his jaw. He worried he would blow too soon again, but she was just so... he took a deep breath, both furs panting now. Carnelian's tongue lolled out the side of her mouth as she kept her body relaxed for him. Lee rolled his hips, cock tugging out then sliding back in. He humped in slow little motions that stirred up her insides until he finally eased all the way to his knot.

Lee fell across her back, balls tense and ready to blow inside her. She took his weight and reached up to grab a clump of his mane. She clenched, and he whined in response.

Carnelian whispered, "You going to be okay, pup?"

"Yeah, j-just need a minute."

"Heh, don't leave me waiting too long."

Lee growled and pushed off her back. He managed to pull out and not blow his load. He told himself he could do this.

Carnelian spread her legs, drawing her rear lower, so that when Lee started breeding her he began spearing downwards. She moaned when he did. That wonderful fullness fucking down against her prostate. The maned wolf started to get into a strong rut, and his cock jabbed along her nut on every thrust. That left Carnelian a little breathless as she felt a tension start to build beneath her navel. Her cock swung, pendulous, between her legs and dripped on the bed. The shaft shooting precum all across the sheets in long, sticky ropes. Her pucker burned with pleasure as the maned wolf worked. His claws dug into her hips as he ploughed her, his head tilting back and eyes shut. The smell of their fuck filled the air. It made his whiskers twitch, and made it all the more difficult not to blow.

Lee pummeled the doe's insides. Till the deer was releasing moan after rakish moan, these higher than her normal, deeper voice. It was like he was fucking the fight right out of her, and that was satisfying in its own right. It gave Lee his second wind as his knot pounded her entrance. Each slam caved in her pucker, stretched it more and more about that red bulb. The last time Lee needed to knot a bitch this badly was when his ex had been in heat. He snarled and grabbed her by the back of the neck, leaning over her and trying to hold his former professor in place. Her body still rocked along the bed, but each thrust got closer and closer. Her entrance yawned till it yielded.

When he popped inside Carnelian screamed, "Yes!" Lee answered by falling across her. His teeth wrapped around her nape in a mating bite. She groaned, back arching as her hide bunched up in his maw, teeth nearly piercing flesh. Lee kept humping, his knot tugging on her entrance, that wonderful fist of flesh inside her knocking against her prostate. Carnelian got weak, so close to her orgasm, but her knees gave out.

Lee growled as they fell on their side. He was about to nut, but not without her. He reached around the hem of her black dress to grab that fat cock. He started jerking her off furiously. Carnelian whined and whimpered, grinding back on Lee's sheath until the tension released for her. She came, dick twitching in Lee's grip before cum, thick and clear, started to spill across her dress. Lee finally allowed himself his second release, hugging Carnelian tight as his cock finally shot inside her. Rope after rope of young, virile cum spilled inside her passage, more than Lee's first orgasm. He released her neck and kept up a steady gyration of his hips. He milked his knot and eked out every bit of pleasure he could while Carnelian was lost in the bliss of her own orgasm. Lee's palm squeezed and pumped her head, slimy with her slick cum. It was all over her dress, some spilling onto her breasts as well.

Carnelian grabbed Lee's wrist and led that messy hand to her mouth. She started cleaning it with a happy little moan, sucking on one padded digit then another. The sight of which made Lee's cock flex inside her and spurt more cum.

She finished cleaning his fingers and turned her neck to kiss him over her shoulder. It was a brief exchange before she asked in a whisper, "How was your first time with a trans girl?"

A goofy grin. "Really good."

"Hehe, knew it would be."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah!" Carnelian touched her temple. "I'm a smart doe."

"That's why they pay you the big bucks, right?"

She savored him against her, scenting the aftermath of their sex and releasing a happy little sigh. "Thank you for tonight--taking a risk on this."

"I... uh, feel like I should be thanking you?"

"Mmm, fucking me really is a gift, isn't it?"

Lee rolled his eyes, but, try as he might, a smile still teased at the corner of his lips.