Dawn the Star 2
Dawn's newest porno shoot has switched genres to a furry gangbang. Can she handle all these anthro men?
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“Furry Friends!?” Dawn gasps, clasping her fingers together, staring starry-eyed over towards the door to the adjacent set.
The door slams open, and from within marches out a procession of men, but not just any men. They are a veritable line of anthropomorphs of all shapes and sizes, dressed up in their robes, but looking like amazing specimens of all of their races!
“That’s right, babe!” The director says, waving his wad of cash like a fan. Let’s get the next gangbang going!” He holds his megaphone up and calls to the set. “Places, everyone! I need you all to get around her with a good shot. We’re going off the script with this one, so think of this as an improv opportunity”
Each of the men undo their robes, letting them all fall to the floor. A dog, a cat, a fox, a bird, a lizard, a monkey, an armadillo, and fish all stand around her. Eight wondrous beasts show their long and varied menagerie of cocks before her, hardened just from the excitement of working this new girl, their fluffers off to the side and enjoying a quick smoke break.
The men surround her, keeping the view of the camera on her and her body, their faces and most of their forms obscured by the filming process, but the true high def experience will get every curve, every vein, and every spurt. Just imagine how she will look by the end of it all. 4K all the way!
“Alright, guys. Each of you are Djinn from the realm of the elements, bound to her will by a sexual pact and summoned by the nympho queen of Arabia. Of course, being Djinn, you’ve tricked her, and now you will be free once you make the queen covered in enough jizz to make the mighty Tigris blush… aaaaand, SCENE!”
They set to work right away, climbing up close to her. Two of them hold up her legs, spreading them apart and letting the camera focus in. Then, they push their animal cocks up against her, rubbing between two entrances, teasing her a bit as the cameraman steps in the way, zooming in to establish the money shot.
There are more cocks. Two of them slap against her breasts as their owners flick their meat against her. Obviously, the sounds they make against her skin will be enhanced in post, but even now the slaps travel to her ears and make Dawn flutter.
She grabs onto two other ones, her hands feeling their slick, pre-lubed members. She strokes them, looking up to the owners, the dog and the lizard. Both of them have such beautiful, inhuman dicks, and she just spends her time rolling her thumbs over the pre-inflated knot and the tapered tip of the two exotic men.
The final two stand by her face, and they smile at each other, and then down to her. Noting their responses, she opens her mouth wide, extra wide, and rolls out her tongue, giving them a loud, but haggard “aaah!” It takes the mechanical masterpiece of Trisha’s bed beast to satisfy Dawn, so taking on eight men at once is child’s play for her. She has to spice it up however she can, and hopefully the two would get the hint.
The men stand next to each other, the cat and the armadillo. Their arms go behind each other’s back, holding each other tight so their thighs touch. They then lean in, their dicks brushing one another as they approached their goal.
Dawn doesn’t let them have a slow opening, and instead she wraps those lips hungrily around the two unique members, giving the two men a vacuum treatment the likes they had probably never felt before. The cat, in particular, lets out a mewling gasp. The way he shudders and stumbles as she runs her tongue up and down along his barbed shaft tells her that he is perhaps the newest of the bunch. She giggles in her throat and gives him more of the treatment than the armadillo, whose thick member not only pushes deeper into her throat, but also has the added benefit of stimulating the kitty cat’s cock against her cheek and tongue. If any of her boy toys were to go off first, it would definitely be him.
The director calls to the men once more, saying. “Good job, good job, we can add in some more shots in another session. But if you guys are getting ready, we need to do the money shot. So, get that started.
One by one, the men pull out from her. First the armadillo, who had spit and a little bit of cum drag out along with his cock, letting it dribble a bit onto her face. Then, the two fucking her hands pull away. The few flicking and playing with her chest stop and hold their cocks expectantly, while the two thrusting into her, alternating their attacks, both remove themselves, their cocks glistening.
The last is the cat, and he can’t help himself. With a loud cry, he holds his head, trying to cover his embarrassment as he releases before the mark, shooting his kitty cat seed deep into the porn star’s throat. Dawn looks to the camera and smiles, opening her mouth, showing off the pearly goop on her tongue.
“Now!” The director shouts, thrusting his finger forward. “Fire away, gentlemen!”
Like a firing squad, the anthropomorphic men line up all around her and take aim with their natural guns. Soon, the volley of shots blankets her in a a hail of cumfire, striking her face, and her hair, and her chest and her stomach. Some of them even get onto her legs. So many pent up animal men, their libido already generally higher than the average human, fire off shot after shot of their cum onto the newly minted star until she is glazed, glistening like a newly-baked donut, hot off the oven.