{"sf1_id":1714921,"sf2_id":"J1O7ZN41","title":"Cougar Baited","author":"Joshiah","words":4095,"posted_at":"2021-05-06T02:50:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Anal Sex","Blowjob","Car","Cougar","Cum","Cumshot","Cunnilingus","Equine","Feline","Femdom","Hardcore","Interspecies","Mild femdom","Multiple Orgasms","Multiple cumshots","Oral","Oral Sex","Public","Sex","Threesome","Vaginal","Vaginal Sex","Zebra","cum EVERYWHERE","cum inside","performance"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1714921-cougar-baited","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/J1O7ZN41","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/9f/54/9f544d23-4e46-42fb-ad75-452b678b82c1","description":"#7 of Femdom Stories\n\nYou may recall Luke from another story that made its way online not too long ago: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1693804 But the zebra himself wouldn't be able to recall much about that adventure...and there's a good chance he won't remember much of this exciting romp, either!\nHis penchant for a strong drink or two is often taken advantage of by the people around him, but something more is at work here: it's in the hypnotic gaze of a pair of cougars that he finds himself lost, and in this story, he's whisked away to the backseat of a stretch limousine, where round after round of debauchery and sex unfolds.\nWhat's strangest of all is the number of gaps in his memory as he tries to put the pieces between his orgasms back together...and when he arrives back at the club, he's unsure how many times he's gotten off, but his balls are aching...\n-\nCommissions are open! https://docs.google.com/document/d/1M4k7uyTIRESrkmEhcuQPtznK7qDFrDH358Vk9-bYrGY/edit?usp=sharing 80K words are available in this lovely month of May, so pick up a story to enjoy with you while you're out and about in the beautiful weather!\nIf you enjoy my work, please consider supporting me on Patreon, Subscribestar or Ko-fi! https://www.patreon.com/Joshiah https://subscribestar.adult/joshiahswrittenworks https://ko-fi.com/joshiah\nMore than ever, the extra income is a huge help!\nAs always, read, comment and enjoy!","content":"Long days lead to long nights more often than Luke wanted to admit, but he still wasn't sure how he ended up in the kind of trouble that he did.\n\nIt was nothing unusual to stumble out of work with his head in his paws and a bar stool calling his name, but for him to end up in a club like \"Fatale\" was a little unusual, and to be accosted at the bar there by a couple of older ladies was _definitely_ out of the ordinary, if memory served him right.\n\nHumorously enough, it didn't...but this time, he was going to remember every moment of his enthralling evening, and the girls were already making sure of that, as they nudged him away from the bar, drink still in hand, and pushed him toward the back exit.\n\n\"Ladies, I...I d-don't think I'm allowed to take this outside!\" he tried to protest verbally, but his legs weren't putting up much of a fight as a cougar pushed on each of his shoulders, ushering him past the rows of private tables and booths that lined the back wall of the club. \"Pretty sure I'm gonna g-get in trouble if I don't finish this fir-...mff..._mnnf?_\"\n\nOne of the ladies reached around and pushed the delicately held glass closer to his face, and good fortune was the only thing keeping the excess from spilling down the front of his dress shirt. It was an impressive thing for him to consume the rest of the drink before they made their way to a back door, and keeping the ladies entertained all the way there was no easy feat, but with his lips occupied, it seemed his body was doing all the talking for him.\n\nJust as they reached the hidden exit of the club, with Luke having missed the sheer opulence of the place, the empty glass was pulled from his paw and set aside, and the door opened in front of him without warning.\n\n_Wait a minute...did I come from work?_ He wondered, trying to remember what day it was. _I've been losing such long tracks of time lately...I don't even know if I went to work today!_\n\nConcerns about his job would have taken the forefront of his thoughts, if there wasn't a cougar unbuttoning the top button of his dress shirt while the other one tugged him toward the back of a limo.\n\nWhere it had come from, and how he'd ended up in the alley, were already starting to fade from his mind.\n\n\"You've earned more than a little bit of a treat, little guy. Putting in a hard day's work like that deserves more than some passing praise,\" a voice told him. Lips pushed against the back of his ear and nudged him into the limo with the most delicate weight, leaving him to wonder if he'd even been touched...but when he came to rest on the seat and tried to look around, he felt a tongue brushing along the other ear and sending a tickle down the side of his neck. \"You deserve the kind of treat that you won't find **in** the club...but **behind** it.\"\n\nIt seemed there was a gap between the words that were said to him, but he couldn't figure out when or where the gap occurred: he was already occupied with the new reality of the limousine, illuminated by rows of color-changing LED lights, forcing the all-white leather of the seats to take on whatever hue the girls picked.\n\nThat they settled on red wouldn't have been much of a surprise, if Luke knew anything about them.\n\n\"Already had a drink too many, baby?\"\n\nThere was a small, silly grin forming on the muzzle of the confused equine, as if the last drink was just what he needed to loosen up and feel tipsy. \"No, I...I d-don't think I've had that many,\" he argued, but there was no confidence in his voice, and even a brief chuckle at the end of his suggestion. \"Haven't even had the t-time to get drunk...\"\n\n\"That busy, hm?\"\n\nEach of the cougars was kneeling before him, their paws settled at his lap.\n\nHe didn't even notice **when** they removed his slacks: only that with one blink, the girls were grinning around his bulge, and the next, they were staring with wide-eyed appreciation at his full, throbbing cock, twitching between their smooshed cheeks.\n\n\"Then we **really** appreciate you making some time for us, baby.\"\n\nTheir names were Dolores and Irene. Luke hadn't picked up on that fact just yet, and moreover, he was bewildered by the fact that he was **sure** he was in the bar a minute or two ago, but the gap of time had to be that much longer for the girls to already be gripping the shaft of his length and working their tongues upon each side of the tender, delicious flare.\n\nThey were warming him up together, but amazing as their show was, they couldn't quite distract Luke from the fact that something strange was going on...but they were **more** than skillful enough to make sure that he would just sit back and enjoy himself, rather than trying to look the wrong way at a good time.\n\n\"Already so hard...must have been really pent up from busting ass all day,\" Dolores suggested. Her dress of black was hiding similarly colored garments underneath, and it was **just** short enough that as it rode up her backside with her oral efforts, Luke was able to catch a glimpse of the narrow cut of her panties, and the garter belts that were trailing away from the same. \"How do you even **focus** when you're sporting this kind of hard-on all day? You're just **amazing** , baby...\"\n\nThe girls seemed to know Luke better than he knew them; given that he was sure he'd never met them, it wasn't a stretch, but there was more to it than simple, passing glances.\n\nThe way that Dolores curled her tongue around the underside of his flare to collect his precum was so direct and intentional that he felt as though she **knew** he enjoyed it...not just on a hunch, but from a previous dalliance.\n\nFor her part, Irene was happy to share the plentiful flesh with her twin sister, but the cougar in the red skirt was already stripping away her tank top and flashing the brilliant, matching red of her brassier as she crawled up the seat and threw her arm around Luke's shoulder.\n\n\"Isn't he just the best? Such a cute, sweet little thing,\" she whispered, going right back to his ear and finishing what she'd started with the talented, eager brush of her tongue. Tracing the base of the rounded, velvety flesh and moving around the circle with the tip of her stiffened muscle, she dared to believe that she deserved the credit for Luke's quivering bodice, even more than Dolores. \"Well, maybe not a **little** thing...with what you're packing down there, that just **can't** be the right word.\"\n\nJust as he was getting used to the overwhelming praise about the size of his member, Luke felt those same ticklish lips brushing over his own, capturing him in a kiss that conveyed more physical delight than verbal...and he wasn't at all upset about that.\n\nWith Irene blocking his view of the show just a little bit, his eyes naturally drew to her, and the weight of her muzzle stealing the affection from his own proved to be quite the effective trick: precum was already leaking, but a small burst flew across the side of Dolores' cheek as she tried to contain the mess, but was forced to drag a fingertip through it and manually drag it to her own tongue.\n\n\"Messy boy...and that wasn't even your climax, was it?\" she asked, keeping her lips right on the edge of his flare all the while for a merciless tickle of his sensitive tip. \"Good thing we brought the limo with the white seats...\"\n\n\"Like you'd let a single drop of that go to waste,\" Irene teased, her lips hovering just above Luke's. She wanted to see if he was still on board with their activities, but that wasn't about affirmative consent, as much as seeing how long it took for his lidded eyes to open again. \"And if you did...I'd be right there to clean it up for him.\"\n\n\"You t-two...don't have to d-do all that for me...\"\n\nWhat little freedom he had with his voice, Luke used to prove that he was a good guy through and through, feeling genuinely flattered by the treatment, even when he hadn't figured it out yet.\n\nThere was a lot for him to come to terms with: he didn't even notice that the limo was already moving, adding an extra layer of risk to the fact that the girls were bringing him so close to climax, but they didn't seem bothered at all with the possibility of getting caught.\n\nIf he was able to glean it a little more clearly through the scent of fancy liquor and recently blown smoke, he would have smelled nothing but sex in the air of the limo; whoever these girls were, they were head over heels for him, and he had neither the strength, nor the inclination to try and stop them from using his body as a living sex toy.\n\n\"What do you mean, all that?\"\n\nIrene was the one who asked, but with a blink, Luke noticed that she was the one on her knees, letting her bare breasts cup on either side of his shaft, hoping to milk the first orgasm out of him...at least, he **thought** it was the first.\n\nAnymore, there was no way to be sure, but the display of her tossing hair, her stiff nipples and her bouncing breasts was a visual enough to bring him right to the brink.\n\n\"You really think we're gonna stop at kissing your cock a couple times?\" Dolores asked, snickering at the thought of such a short and paltry evening. \"Baby...we're gonna take you around the whole damn world before we're all said and done here.\"\n\nLuke's world was the city itself...but whether the girls were just teasing him with the aforementioned phrase, or if they knew him even better than he could have realized, he wasn't sure.\n\nThose kinds of things took a level of critical thinking that Luke couldn't muster after a long day of work, much less when he was on the verge of painting the inside of Irene's mouth with his load.\n\n\"What if I c-can't...keep up...?\" he asked, panting through his words and gripping the seat so tight that he worried his short, stubby claws might find a way to tear through the leather and plush cushioning beneath.\n\nHis worries were abated for a moment when the first gush of his seed sprayed across the roof of Irene's maw, painting the pink flesh white and giving her a moment to pause: as Dolores leaned into his cheek and peppered it with a flurry of kisses, she held him by the other cheek and made sure that he was watching every moment of the act.\n\nNo matter how diligent Irene was, she couldn't hope to contain everything: just holding the flare of his cock in her muzzle was difficult enough, and swallowing as much as she did was a sight to behold...but the flood of excess was already trickling back down his shaft and making a terrible mess of her breasts.\n\nThe blissfully delicate hold of her cleavage was made that much more luxurious by the mingled presence of spit and cum, and as she worked both into her nipples and played with food, the kneeling cougar grinned all the while, not for what she'd done...\n\n...But for how much more fun they were _about_ to have.\n\nShe was still wearing that grin when she held the base of her sister's tail out of the way, and for his part, Luke had no idea when Dolores had moved from kissing his cheek to kneeling before him, but the sensual part of her womanhood was spreading over the flare of his manhood before the last drops of his previous orgasm had a chance to reach the carpeted floor.\n\nHe had to admit to himself that he preferred the sight of it dribbling down the warm, tender part of her womanhood, but he couldn't find the words for that when something else occurred to him first; it was the last logical thought he'd be able to manage before things moved into another gear of sensuality.\n\n\"Wait, d-don't...don't you want me to put on a rubber first?\" he asked, his mind finding that a much easier thing to say than 'condom' when his tongue felt like it was made of the same material.\n\nIrene and Dolores shared a knowing look, and then, a giggle that spoke to just how similar they were, as twins.\n\n\"Putting a condom on such a glorious cock would be an absolute waste,\" Irene suggested. \"Now you just sit back and enjoy yourself...and feel my sister's pussy, unfettered...\"\n\nThe way Irene spoke, Luke would have been just as quick to compliment her vocabulary as he would any of her other features, but those features were the ones that took precedent: the mess of his seed still dripping down her breasts and reaching her navel captured his attention, and the sinister grin that she kept as she dipped a finger into her sister's tailhole made for quite the show...\n\n...But Luke was sure that he only saw one fingertip, at first.\n\n\"Look at how well she can take it,\" Irene spoke, playing the role of the broadcaster for the second round and dipping another fingertip in with the first, stretching Dolores in the back as she stretched **herself** around Luke's impressive, throbbing length. \"Almost all the way to the hilt...biting off more than you can chew, dear sister?\"\n\nIt wasn't enough for Dolores, who wanted to feel the weight of Luke's sack slapping against her inner thighs as he pummeled into her...but this night was about spoiling him and giving him everything he needed.\n\nHe didn't know how badly he needed to feel a cougar bouncing herself to climax on his length until she was already most of the way there, and there would have been a hint of regret about the young zebra, if he had any idea how long they'd actually been going for.\n\nHis eyes were making a habit of getting lost in the lights of the city and the disbelieving looks of the people on the street as they peered into the windows of the limo at stoplights, capturing a glance at something that only seemed to happen in pornographic films...but it had become Luke's reality, and one that he couldn't hope to complain about when a familiar tickle reached the clenching flesh of his sack.\n\nHe was going to cum again, and he didn't have a prayer in the world of stopping himself; feeling the powerful, internal throb of his flesh, Dolores pressed her knees wider and threw herself back with all the pace she could manage, wanting Luke to know the depths of her abilities before she even **thought** about giving him a moment to breathe.\n\nWorking in tandem with her, Irene leaned in and stole a kiss from the zebra, silencing his muffled groans _just_ as he was about to announce his climax to Dolores; she wanted that to be a surprise for her twin, and when she felt the internal clench of the latter's asshole around her fingertips, she knew she'd done a masterful job of that.\n\n\"Give her a little pump,\" Irene whispered against his lips, moving her own over his in a dance that was too delicate to be rough, but too forceful to give him room to breathe. \"Make her squirm like a needy little bitch, Luke...j-just a quick, little fuck...that's all she needs, baby!\"\n\nShe was on such a wavelength with her sister that it would have opened up another Pandora's Box of questions, if Luke had picked up on their connection in the first place.\n\nAs far as he knew by then, he was balls deep and cumming inside of one cougar, who just happened to be friends with one that looked incredibly similar to her.\n\n\"Gonna empty that load in me?\" Dolores asked, struggling to keep her moans under her breath...even as the limo sat at a stoplight, attracting even more attention. \"Gonna f-fucking cum in me, baby?\"\n\nAlready, she felt the thundering pulse of his length as it stretched her insides and let the first gush of his mess pour into her womb, but she couldn't recall the last time she was able to so completely **feel** an orgasm inside of her.\n\nHis length was so firm, pulsing so hard, and settled so deep inside of her...she couldn't keep her chorus of heavenly gasps to herself...\n\n...But Luke didn't have that problem, thanks to the eager, pushing tongue of Irene against his own.\n\n\"Damn, t-that's...that's not fair, Irene! That's m-making me cum e-even harder!\" Dolores protested, feeling a pair of digits thrust and pump against her tailhole. Luke never noticed her lubricating the spot, nor did he have any clue how her ass was so properly stretched in the first place, but he could feel every clench of both passages as Dolores fucked her way through her orgasm, giving a hell of a show to the small crowd.\n\nLuke was sure he heard the distant, wobbling protests of the people as the light changed and the limo pulled away, but Irene wasn't going to let him worry about that: she made sure he was focused on pushing his tongue as far into her throat as possible, getting the tiniest sample of his own juices from before...but she couldn't steal the show from Dolores.\n\nShe allowed her orgasm to take her body wherever it was going to go, but the moment she gained control again, the uneven and random flutters of her womanhood became purposeful and direct, clenching the base of his shaft and demanding that he give up every drop he had, at least, at that moment.\n\nSomehow, the girls knew he was going to make more, but he didn't think he'd be able to make it quickly enough to keep up with their seemingly endless demands.\n\nIt probably _should_ have been impossible, or at least, so he reasoned...but he was already dripping precum again when he felt Irene's slender, yet delightfully curvy rump gliding along the underside of his shaft to get him going again.\n\n\"Who knew you had such a powerful little motor in that body of yours?\" Dolores asked, clinking a glass with the zebra and drinking a shot of fine, tasty liquor.\n\nLuke had no idea what it was, but his stupefied expression stayed delighted as he drank it down; there was no burn afterwards, but he felt the weight of the booze hitting his stomach as the girls kept his mind and body completely occupied.\n\nHe had to imagine he was drunk, but he only remembered having two drinks. He was sure that they were over halfway across town by then, but he could only remember a few stoplights here and there, meaning that they **couldn't** have been that far from where they started.\n\nHe didn't know how many orgasms he'd had, but through the delicate musk of Dolores' soaked panties, he was trying to catch his breath and decipher any of those details...he didn't even notice when she'd tugged her thong away from her crotch and pushed the soaking lace upon his nose, but if the boy wasn't already drunk with lust, he was well on his way.\n\nIntoxicated as he was with earthly delights, he was far past any point of asking questions, and he didn't dare to move his face, so long as there were delicate pawtips tickling over the edges of his muzzle and keeping that messy garment in place.\n\nThe shot, as it happened, was filtered through the crotch of the panties...he was simply so far gone that he'd forgotten the order of operations on how it happened.\n\nOf course, that was to say nothing of the fact that Irene was reaching back and grabbing the base of his cock that whole time, making sure that the wide, dripping wet flare of his manhood was going to go for the tighter of the two holes that she offered.\n\n\"Sure you wanna try and tackle this beast like that?\" Dolores asked. \"He's a lot to handle, dear sister...\"\n\nWith bright red panties pulled to the side and a tongue slicking over the side of her grin, Irene answered her question without a word: she much preferred to guide the flare into her warm, gripping tailhole and work herself back on it, little by little, all while stroking the lower end of the shaft and treating Luke to a ride that he never would have forgotten...if not for his spotty sense of memory.\n\nThe sensation was such that even if he only retained an instant of it, he'd **never** forget the bliss of fingertips clenching below and working juices into his quivering flesh while a squeezing passage made short work of his spilling flare.\n\nPrecum was quick to trail down the insides of the kneeling cougar, but she wasn't going to stop with a mere sample. She was quick to bring the zebra to another climax, but where her sister was willing to step away and switch things up after she felt the internal throb, Irene proved that her choice in lingerie was as much a reflection of her staunch, fiery personality as it was her mood for the evening.\n\nThe first streak of cum spraying across the inside of her tailhole simply wasn't enough for her.\n\n\"He's g-got so much left to give...w-what's it gonna take to drip this boy **dry**?!\" Irene pleaded with her sister for some kind of answer, but all she found was a quick revenge for Dolores, who left one paw to stroke and trail down Luke's chest, while the other dipping into Irene's trembling petals and stroked them, with a single digit circling the nub of her clit. \"O-oh, oh no...t-that's not fair, Dolores! **Fuck!**\"\n\nA bumpy road was never so wonderful to drive across as it was right then, and an exhausted cougar felt like she was taking a seat on the world's most amazing vibrator as Luke panted aloud and squirmed in place, but all the while, his groans were muffled by the soaked panties, pushing past his lips and sticking to his tongue when he tried let out a pleasured groan.\n\nDolores was grinning at the way that she held both of the other members of the 'back seat club' quite literally in the palms of her paws, but watching the excess cum dribble back out of Irene's stretched, drooling asshole, she judged that he had plenty left to give, seeing that much volume.\n\nLuke couldn't recall any bumpy roads anywhere in the city; he had no idea where they were, or how many times he'd gotten off, but somehow, he **still** wasn't done.\n\n\\*\\*\n\nThe sisters had a creative way to bring Luke to a final, mind-shattering release: their paws were pressed into each other, giving them something to push against as their petals kissed on either side of his shaft.\n\nRolling their hips in perfect time with one another, they set two pairs of pouting, eager folds against his quivering bodice, soaking it with such a helping of their own arousal that they wondered if they'd even be able to see the last of his seed when it came...but finally, the zebra was to the point where he could scarcely keep up.\n\nRather than the fountain of long, sticky strands that they were used to, the girls watched as smaller spurts left his flare and dribbled right back down the underside of his shaft, and this time, there was no reaction from him, save for him to pant and lay flat on his back, unmoving and undeterred when the limo came to a complete stop.\n\n\"You girls think you've had enough? More importantly...has **he**?\"\n\nStopping in the same place the adventure started, Tia and Anna looked over their shoulders from the front of the limo...first amazed at how long he'd been able to go, but just as eager to find out how much he had left in the tank.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Femdom Stories","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1709414-let-sleeping-dogs-cum.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1722481-washing-away-his-concerns.json"}}