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Jeremy Quiggan made his way into the veterinary clinic on his own. He didn't have a pet with him onor one back at his apartment. He stepped into the reception area holding his officer cap in his paws, wringing it slightly. He was decked out in his uniform, a crisp blue outfit highlighted by the brass badge on his breast and the weapon holstered at his waist. He was a hyena, tall and stocky, swollen across his chest and shoulders with muscle. In contrast to his intimidating frame was his face, boyish and young. He wore an anxious smile that squinted his sky blue eyes. He was an officer of the law whose duty it was to keep people safe, but walking into the vet he felt like he was the one who needed help.

A large woman was waiting on a chair to his right. The chihuahua sitting at her ankle yapped at him. A caged bird in the corner fluttered its wings and tweeted. Oil paintings of feral dogs and cats were on the walls flanking him. The white tile floors beneath his black shoes shined in the fluorescent ceiling lights. He kept his eyes on the receptionist, a pretty looking anthro poodle with neatly styled hair. He took a deep breath and told himself to relax. Nobody knew what he was there for, nor would they know. [i]Just stay cool. You’ve been trained to deal with situations way more stressful than this.[/i]

The receptionist smiled brightly at him. She was wearing pink scrubs. “Hello, officer! How can I help you?”

He stepped up to the desk and gave his best smile, trying not to seem too awkward or forced. “Hi! Um… I have a question.”

“I might be able to answer it! Ask away, sir.”

“Um, yeah… Is Tina working today?”

“She is! Do you need her?” Her smile faltered. “Is everything OK?”

“Yeah yeah yeah! Everything’s fine! Sorry, I just got off duty. I came right here. Probably should’ve changed first.”

She had a laugh, easing some of the tension. “It’s OK, sir. If she’s not busy I can go get her for you.”

He nodded. “Thank you so much. I’d appreciate that.”

“Just one minute. I’ll go check.” She got up from her rolly chair and waltzed into a nearby hallway, thin poodle tail swinging behind her gaily. Jeremy stepped back into the reception area, wringing his hat more tightly. [i]She’s coming.[/i] The more meek part of his mind hoped that she would be busy, and that he could hold off seeing her for some time later. The logical part of him knew that it was better to get it over with, and that if he flaked out now then it might never happen. It was now or never.

He was just getting ready to sit down when Tina walked out of the hallway and into the reception area. She was a human dressed in light blue scrubs which covered her from the collar down. What they couldn’t hide was the explosive swell of her bosom and audaciously wide hips. She was built strong and sturdy like Jeremy, featuring long legs and uniquely defined arms. She had a handsome face, plush lips, and menacingly attractive eyes. Her sandy blonde hair, covered in black spots, was tied into a conservative bun behind her head. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Jeremy.

“Ed! How-?” She stopped. “Oh, sorry. I thought you were somebody else.”

Jeremy laughed. If he had a nickel. “Hi there. It’s alright. Ed Quiggan is my dad. It's’ me, Jeremy.” He held his paw out.

She ignored it completely. Her face lit up with joyous surprise. “Jeremy!” She shot past his extended arm and hugged him tightly.

“Ahah! Yeah, nice to see you too.” He awkwardly patted her back.

She came off of him and looked him up and down with some admiration. “My goodness, look how you’ve grown. Last I saw you, you were just a teenager. How old are you now?”

“I just turned 21 yesterday.”

“Ahhhh! Happy birthday!” She gave him another friendly squeeze.

“Ahah! Yup! Thanks!” A tinge of blush came across his cheeks.

She let go of him. “Ed told me you passed the academy. He showed me pictures. He’s so proud of you. So am I.”

“Yeah, thanks. I just got off duty and wanted to say hi.” [i]And ask something else.[/i] Right now wasn’t the time or place. Too many people around.

“Well, I’m glad you did. Are you doing anything at lunch? I’d love to catch up with you.”

That made things easier. “I’m not, actually. I’d love to sit down and eat with you.”

“Perfect! I’m off in 45. Just meet me back here around then and I’ll take you someplace nice for a chat.”

He felt how stupid the grin on his face looked. “Awesome! I’ll see you then.”

She gave him another hug, pressing the side of her face into the buttons of his blue shirt. “Can’t wait!” She came off of him and disappeared back into the hallway, leaving Jeremy there with a more than significant heat on his cheeks.

He left and came back 45 minutes later. The two of them walked to a bistro down the road. The two of them ordered sandwiches and had a seat on the patio outside. She demanded how things had been and what he’d been up to. He gave her the rundown about graduating high school, enrolling in the academy, graduating there, and being a cop like his dad. He was put in a separate station where Ed thought he’d thrive. He did, and was learning a lot. He moved into an apartment down the street and was enjoying life.

Tina listened closely, hanging on every word, nodding along with her eyes locked on his the entire time. “Wow. That’s incredible! I’m so happy for you!”

“Yeah! Thanks.” He took a sip of his cola. “So what have you been up to?”

She shrugged. “Just been working my ass off at the vets. Seeing you was a nice break from the norm. Outside of work I haven’t been doing much. I talk to your dad and his buddies every once in a while, but not too often.”

Jeremy knew full and well that she was doing much more than she let on. He wasn’t going to pry, but the subject was inevitably going to come up. “Yeah, sounds good. In my line of work, boring is what we hope for.”

She laughed. “Yeah, I bet. I hope you have a long, very boring career.”

He laughed, showing some of his long, sharp teeth. “Yeah, me too.” He took another sip of cola. It was in a paper cup. The rim had been chewed up into a pulp. There was almost no soda left, just a mound of ice cubes and a thin veil of sugary brown liquid. It was time to ask. “So, um… There’s something I wanted to ask you.”

“What is it?”

A pit formed in his belly. He adjusted how he was sitting. “Ah, um…” He laughed to try and ease the awkwardness. It didn’t work. “Is vet work all you do?” That wasn’t what he wanted to ask. It was only a segway into the real question.

“No, it isn’t,” she said flatly, a gentle smirk on her face. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, I wanted to know.” He took a deep breath. His cheeks were on fire. His eyes looked around to see how many people were around them. Not a lot, but too many for comfort.

“Well, now you know. Do you know what it is I do?” She knew that he knew. She just wanted to hear him say it.

He stayed quiet for a while. He managed to maintain eye contact with her, agonizing as it was to stare into those beautiful marbles of hers. “Yeah. I do. The guys at the station told me.”

She nodded. “I bet they did. What’d they say, exactly?”

He looked away for a moment, checking once more to see if anyone was listening. A family of three sat four spaces away. Two tables behind Tina was a man by himself eating a hotdog. None of them seemed to acknowledge their existence. He bit the bullet and leaned his face a smidge closer to her. “They said you… were a prostitute.”

Tina’s eyes went wide. “Oh my God… [i]They did???[/i]”

Jeremy felt an anvil land on his gut, blowing out a shockwave of dread across his entire body. [i]This was a mistake.[/i] “Y-yeah. They did…”

“Oh my God!” She put her hand over her mouth. “Why’d they say that? I’m a seamstress, not a whore!”

Panic overcame him. “Oh God! Fuck, Tina, I’m so sorry. I thought they were-” He came to a stop once he noticed her eyes squint into crescents. She lowered her mouth to reveal not an expression of anguish, but a restrained smile. He closed his eyes and bowed his head. A sigh of orgasmic relief fluttered through his nose. “You got me…”

She playfully shoved his head. “Oh, lighten up. I love fucking with you boys. Yeah, I’m an escort. It’s OK. I don’t care who knows.”

He rubbed his forehead, still recovering from the terror. “Yeah, the guys said that too. They called you…” He chuckled. “‘Hyena Tina’”

“That’s what the boys know me as, for sure. So, I have a good idea what it is you wanted to ask me.”

He couldn’t withhold the blush. “Yeah… Do you mind? Can I..?”

“Have sex with me?” she finished for him, smiling cheekily.

He cringed hard and whipped his head around. “[i]Yeah![/i]” he hissed through his teeth.

Tina laughed hard enough to throw her head back. “It’s OK, sweety. This ain’t that kind of town to judge people like that. You should know that by now.”

He relaxed. “Yeah, I guess. It’s just that I’m a cop. I shouldn’t be doing this kind of thing.”

She frowned. “Why do you say that? It’s not illegal, not in this city.”

“No, but we have, like, a standard to withhold, and stuff.” He realized how stupid that sounded once he said it out loud, not to mention potentially offensive. He shook his head. “What I mean is, we’re not supposed to be doing things so… unscrupulous. I don’t think it’s wrong to hire someone like you, er… someone who does what you do, I just think I should be having sex through more respectable means.” He sighed and hung his head. None of that sounded good at all.

Tina took it in stride. She smiled and laid her hand on his knee beneath the table. “It’s OK, Jeremy. There’s absolutely nothing wrong with wanting company, no matter the type. You don’t have anything to be ashamed of.” She squeezed his knee.

He smiled. “Thanks. So, are you available any time soon?”

She sat back. “Thursday night, in fact. When are your shifts?”

“Early in the morning to 11. Thursday night will work great. Um… How much is it for a night?”

“$150 an hour for at least one hour. Added fees for no condom and finishing inside.”

She said that a little too loudly for his liking. “OK. I can do that. I got a bunch of money on my birthday.”

“And this is how you wanted to spend it?”

He chuckled. “Yeah. I’ve been saving up for a while now.”

She reached out and laid her hand on his knee. She rubbed it sensually, making gooseprickles erupt across his skin. “I’ll make it more than worth it~ Don’t you worry.”

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Jeremy texted her his apartment address and scheduled for her to come around at 10. Like a housewife expecting guests he made sure the entire apartment was nice and tidy. He made his bed crisp and ensured that the pillows on his couch were in proper order. He did the dishes and laid out a wine bottle and two glasses on the coffee table, in case she wanted any. He got dressed in a nice button up shirt and dress pants. It might not have been necessary, but he wanted to look good.

He was sitting on the couch, browsing the internet on his phone when there was a knock on his door. The time read 9:57. He slid his phone into his pocket, stood up, and took a deep breath. It felt like there was an urchin inside of his stomach. [i]Let’s do this.[/i] He walked up to the door and opened it.

Tina was there in the hallway, but he didn’t recognize her immediately. Before she had been wearing scrubs which covered almost her entire body. What she wore now was a whole different ball game. Holding her enormous breasts up was nothing but a flimsy green bikini top, the cups of which only just covered her nipples. A matching thong rose up from her waist and slung back down into the crevice of her voluptuous ass. The ripped jeans she wore were cut so short that they looked more like a denim censor bar than pants. The conservative hair bun was gone. Her hair had been frizzed out into a manic fluff, coming out of her head like an 80’s rockstar’s. She had on platform heels and black fishnet stockings. On her thigh was a leather garter. Tucked underneath it was a roll of condoms neatly packed in gold foil. The rest of her was on total display, a towering woman replete with athleticism and confidence.

It scared the shit out of Jeremy. “[i]Tina![/i]” He stuck his head out into the hall and looked around. “[i]You came here like this?[/i]”

She rolled her eyes. “Sorry for leaving the wedding dress at home. I don’t care who sees me like this. I know I’m beautiful.”

She sure was. His eyes kept darting up and down from her eyes to her tits. “OK, but I do care. Just get in here!” He stepped aside for her entry.

She took her time strutting in, crossing one leg in front of the other. “Lighten up, sweety. With what we’re about to do, you shouldn’t be so uptight.”

He closed the door as fast as he could without slamming it. He turned around and saw her inspecting the place. Naturally, with her back to him, he gawked at her ass. He was struck by the powerful stature of her thighs and calves, no doubt forged by walking in such challenging looking boots for so long. The skin looked smooth and soft. The knowledge that he would be touching them soon made his penis jostle in his pants. “Um, do you like it? I made sure everything was OK looking.”

She loved it. It made her happy to see him living so nicely. “It’s alright, I guess.” She looked down at the coffee table and spotted the wine bottle. She scoffed. “What, you tryin’ to butter me up?”

“No! I just wanted to put that out in case you wanted it.”

“Yeah, I’ll have a sip or two.” She waltzed to the couch and plopped down. She kicked her legs onto the table. “You got an opener?”

“Yeah. Lemme go get it.” He hustled over to the kitchen for the corkscrew. He actually felt pretty excited. This bossy attitude was somehow endearing. This was the Hyena Tina the guys talked about. He loved it. He came back with the screw and sat down next to her. He grabbed the bottle, peeled the foil off the neck, screwed the cork, and popped it open. “I hope you like white,” he said as he poured into her glass.

“If it’ll get you tipsy, I’m all for it.”

“Hehe, yeah. This’ll do that for sure.” He had no plans on getting her or himself drunk. He wanted to be clear as a bell for the whole ordeal. He poured some into his glass and held it up to her. “Cheers.”

She picked hers up and clinked it to his. “Cheers,” she said with a smile. She took a sip and smacked her lips. “Eh, not bad.”

He tasted it and agreed with her. “Yeah, I’m not a big wine guy. I just got the first thing I saw.”

“You got this for me?”

“Yeah, as thanks, I guess.”

That was painfully sweet of him. Without a doubt it was the best courtesy she had ever received in a while, perhaps ever, while working. “Well, you’re welcome, but wait to thank me until after we’re finished.”

“Yeah… Right.”

“You look nice.”

“Thanks.”

“Not too many guys like to dress up for a hooker. You ain’t gonna be wearing it for long, y’know.”

He blushed. “Well, I just wanted to look nice for you, for as long as I’m able to.” He looked at her outfit. “You look nice too.”

“Oh?” She thrusted her chest up, jiggling her breasts and grabbing his attention. “You’re sure it’s not just my tits?”

He chuckled. “Yeah, those are nice too.”

“Really?” She sat up and reached behind her back. She unclasped her bra, sending it falling to her lap. Her colossal breasts settled into their natural form, wholesome and heavy. Her pink, puffy nipples stared back at him. She sat back and massaged them. “How ‘bout now?”

His smile was gone, replaced by blank shock. His pants tightened around his crotch where a hill was forming. “Yeah… That’s really nice. You have nice boobs.” That was one way of putting it, though it fell far too short of what he really thought of them. They were the most magnificent pair he’d ever laid eyes on, either in person or in magazines.

She recognized that vacant gaze in his eyes, one she had seen in so many other men. She swore she could hypnotize any man into serving her if she wanted to. “Wanna touch them?”

He nodded. “Yes.”

“Well, what are you waiting for?” She squeezed her arms together, perking them up at him. “Give ‘em a nice feelin’~” He obeyed rather quickly, scooting up to her like a kid ready to hop on Santa’s lap. He leaned into her and lifted his mits up to her chest, ready to lay his paws down on her two fleshy pillows. He hesitated just inches away, coming to a stop. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing. I just… Nothing.” He closed his paws and kneaded his fingers a bit before reopening them. He looked sort of lost, like he somehow didn’t know what to do next. Tina thought touching boobs was something that came naturally to boys. Not so much, apparently.

She narrowed her eyes. “When was your last time with a girl?” she asked.

His eyes broke from her bosom and met hers. He lowered his paws. “Never,” he said finally.

She had suspected it in the back of her mind, but never wanted to ask outright in case she was wrong. Her bossy facade broke for just a moment to give him a sweet smile. “That’s OK, sweety. There’s nothing wrong with being a virgin.”

He winced, not liking that word. “I know. I told myself I wouldn’t be so nervous, but here I am unable to touch a girl’s tits.” He laughed at himself. “My heart’s about to explode. I’m so nervous I’m gonna do something wrong.”

“It’s OK to be nervous. Every boy is on their first time. I’ll let you know what to do and how to do it. I won’t judge you, I swear.”

He smiled sweetly enough to make her heart melt. “Thanks. That means a lot.”

“I know it does, now will you do me a favor and play with my boobs?”

He had a good laugh, washing away all of the frayed nerves. “Yeah, I can do that.” He brought his paws back up and laid them on her breasts. They felt just as soft as they looked. They were rough only where her stiff nipples poked against his paw pads. His eyes lit up like someone watching fireworks, another reaction Tina was used to. She saw the black-speckled fur on his arms stand on ends. A stupid grin came across his face. He honked her boobs, jostled them, massaged them, and played with them. It was the most fun he’d had in a while. Tina thought he was adorable.

She let him have his fun for a few minutes, enjoying the free massage, before she spoke up. “So, you gonna play with my tits all night or are you gonna fuck me?”

He was jerked out of his enjoyment and looked up at her. “Oh! Yeah! Sorry.” He pulled his paws off of her like he’d been doing something bad.

She laughed. “It’s OK. I was having fun too. So, how do you want me first?”

He gulped. “Um, what do you recommend?”

“That depends on what you like, sweety.”

He thought for a moment, then shrugged. “I don’t really know what I like.”

She felt stupid for saying that. [i]Of course he doesn’t. He’s a virgin. Best to keep things simple.[/i] “Maybe I can suck your dick first, and we can go from there.”

That was awfully crude of her to say, but it sounded like a good idea. “Yeah. That’d be nice.”

“I agree, now why don’t you stand up for me?”

“Y-yeah. OK.” He pushed himself up off the couch to stand up.

“Step back a little. It’s a little tight here between the couch and the table.” He obeyed, taking three steps back. She slid off the couch, getting on her knees. She came over to in front of him, giving him a relaxed smile. His throat was tight like a snare. He looked down at her like a deer in headlights. “Just you relax, sweety. I’ll do you right.”

“OK…” He took a few more deep breaths, but the anxiety twisting his stomach into a cluster wouldn’t dissipate.

She undid the button of his pants and slid down his fly. His underwear were concealed by the bottom flaps of his shirt. “Do me a favor and take that shirt off so I don’t have to worry about it. He hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt, cursing himself for having put it on. It was off after a few seconds of fumbling, revealing his nicely muscled trunk. She opened his fly to see his red boxers. She hooked her fingers into the waistband and peeled them down. Just feeling the scrape of her stiff fingernails on his fur made his entire body tense. His underwear came down, and out came his manhood. His scrotum was a heavy pouch coated in fine, tan fuzz. His balls were fat and swollen. His chubby sheath was already split open by his penis, a thick worm of black flesh slowly getting harder and making its way out of him.

Jeremy bit his lip and gulped. He was terrified that he wouldn’t get any harder than that, and that his penis would meekly slink back inside of him never to be seen again. Tina wasn’t about to let that happen. She wrapped her fingers around the head of his shaft and squeezed it gently. A sharp buzz of excitement shuddered through him, making his short hyena tail flick. She already liked the feel of him, heavy and dense. His penis slid out slowly, growing in her grasp and straightening out. He reached a length that impressed Tina. It was an arrogant pillar of dark meat that radiated masculinity. Tina actually had to lean back a little because it was so close to her face.

She smirked up at him. “Wow, Jeremy. There’s a lot going on down here.”

“Ah, you think?”

“Trust me, I do, and I’ve seen quite a few.”

He couldn’t help but smile. “Thanks.”

She stroked him kindly and stared down his barrel. “You’re just like your dad~”

His smile vanished. “Wait. My wha-?” He was quickly silenced by a loving kiss on his tip which sent fierce shivers up his spine. The air in his lungs vacated at once. “Uhhhhh…” She kissed him softly, holding his thick shaft in one hand. Precum began seeping out, marking her mouth with its musty taste and burning in her nose. He was such a delight to taste and fondle that she could feel her own arousal burning down below. She couldn’t wait to get him in bed. Her other hand came up and fondled the underside of his balls. They were cumbersome and soft in her palm. She rolled them together gently. Jeremy expressed his appreciation with heavy breathing. Every moment she touched him made his balls feel more and more like lead. “Oh damn… Ahh…”

She stopped kissing and smiled up at him. “Come on, sweety. You’re not even in my mouth yet.”

“I’m sorry. You’re just… really good at that.”

She snickered. “I know. I’m just teasing you.” She resumed smooching him. She gave him three more gentle kisses, then opened her mouth and enveloped the head.

Just like that, he was finished. “[i]Huuuuuu-uuuhhhuuhh~![/i]” He was hit with a burst of pleasure triggered by the grip of her velvet lips. His knees buckled and shook, nearly wiping out beneath him. Cum spurted, striking down her mouth and at the back of her throat. She flinched out of surprise, but didn’t back off. She held her lips firm and suckled it for all it was worth. Her hand glided up and down his cock, enjoying each powerful throb. He was done after only a few more spits, leaving him doubled over and shaking. The physical pleasure was strong, but the emotion was overwhelming. He fought back tears as a flood of feelings and desires washed through him like a burst dam, one that had been broken by Tina’s mouth.

She came off of him and swallowed. She looked up at him and saw his dewey eyes. “Awwwww, did you like that?” she asked while stroking his cock and holding it against her cheek.

“Ahhhhh… Ahhhhh… Yes… Huhhh…” He sounded on the verge of hyperventilating. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. Fuck…”

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.” She rubbed her hand up his abdomen. “You didn’t do anything wrong. The first time’s always the quickest.”

“I know, I know.” He sniffled. “I just didn’t think it was gonna hit that hard.”

“Nobody ever does.” She wiped some spit off her lip and stood up. “Can I get you anything? A water?”

“What? Ah, no. I’m fine. I just, I gotta sit down.” He sat down on the couch and laid back. His penis flopped out of his fly, wet with her saliva. She sat down right next to him and laid her hand on his thigh. “Damn. That was pretty good. My head’s dizzy.” He rubbed his temples with his thumb and middle finger.

“That’ll wear off in a little bit. Does it still feel good?”

“Yeah,” he said with a chuckle. “I’d… I’d like to do that again.”

“We sure can, but do you want to have sex first? I think that would be better.”

“Yeah, yeah you’re right.” He sat up. “So, do we do it here? On the bed?”

“We can do it anywhere you want.”

“OK. I think the bed would be nice.”

“Lead the way.”

He smiled brightly and took her hand from his thigh. He stood up. “Follow me.” He guided her over to his bedroom which was just a walk through the living room. Brief as it was, she liked having her hand held in his gruff paw. This and the wine he had poured made it the most romantic setting she had been in in a while. He opened the door and led her inside. His bed was a large queen size covered by a dark-gray comforter. He closed the door behind them. “Here we go. I guess you can take your clothes off, if you want.”

She grimaced and shook her head. “Nah, I don’t think so.” She saw the wounded look on his face and laughed. “I’m fucking with you.”

He laughed at himself. “Sorry. I’m still a little nervous, I guess.”

She walked over and kissed him on the nose. “Then let me take care of that~” She stood back and unbuttoned her jeans. They didn’t require much coercion to come down her legs once they were past the swell of her ass. Her thong came off too, leaving her in only her stockings and platform boots. The thatch of fur above her chalice matched the style of her hair: tan with black spots like a hyena’s. He started to truly grasp where her nickname came from, as well as her beauty now that she was virtually nude. “I can take these off too, if you want,” she said, referring to her shoes and stockings.

He thought about it for a second. “No, leave those on. I think they make you look even prettier.”

She smiled, flattered. “I do too. Now,” She drew the condoms from her garter. Are you gonna wear one? $75 more if not.”

That was something he’d been thinking on since their meet up at the vets. He still hadn’t come to a conclusion. “I honestly don’t know. I think I should, but so many guys say it ruins the feeling, but that’s not as bad as… You know.”

“Catching something?” she asked with a confrontive tilt of the head.

He cringed. “Yeah.”

“Well, take my word for it. I’m clean as a whistle, and I got tied a while back. It’s you I’m not so sure about.”

“I said I was a virgin.”

“I know you did, and I believe you, but policy’s policy. I’ll tell you what, though. It’ll feel a helluva lot better for the both of us without it. I think you’ll get a more ‘authentic’ first time, which is what I hear a lot of boys say. My advice is pay to go without ‘em. You’re already doin’ 150. What’s another 75?”

She made a solid point. Tina wasn’t the kind of woman to lie about how safe sex was with her, or at least he hoped. Either way, it wasn’t wise to fuck over the son of a police chief. “Yeah, you’re right. I’ll go without ‘em.”

Tina smirked and flung the condoms aside. “Glad to hear, not do us both a favor and take your clothes off. I wanna see the rest of ya.”

“You got it~” He slid off his shoes and pushed his pants and underwear the rest of the way down. His penis was already on its way back to an erection. He grabbed it with one paw to speed up the process. “What position should we do it in?”

She walked over to the bed and sat on the edge. “That depends. You wanna do the work, or should I?”

It was his first time. The pride in him wouldn’t let a woman do the work for him, although she sort of already had just a few minutes ago. “I do.”

“Doggystyle it is then.” She patted the mattress. “Get up here, handsome.”

He practically jogged to the bed and hopped on. She laid back and crawled to the center where she positioned herself on all fours, a motion she had gotten rather used to over the past few years. She usually had to brace herself for the brutish handling some men liked to give her, but with Jeremy there was no need. She knew he would be soft and sweet. She trusted him.

He watched her hungrily as she presented her body and backside. Sitting cross legged nearby, his penis reached full staff in his lap, pointing up to the ceiling proudly. It ached from his previous orgasm, but was nowhere near ready to quit. Seeing the lovely outline of her ass made sure of that. He got on his knees and waddled over to behind her. He peered down into the crevice of her ass. Down below was her cunt, a deep, pink slit flanked by plush lips. They glistened with her moisture and twitched his nose with its smell. He laid a paw on her haunch and squeezed it. Her skin was wonderfully soft while the flesh was firm yet malleable. He pulled it to the side, revealing her pink star. It was all so crude yet miraculous to look at. The excitement twisted at his gut and produced another drop of precum from his cock.

She looked down her back at him, spilling that chaotic hair down her shoulder. “Are you just gonna look or are you gonna do something?”

“I don’t know,” he scoffed. “It’s pretty to look at.”

“It’ll be even prettier with you inside of it. Go ahead, just take your time.”

“Yeah…” He scooted closer, her haunch in one paw and his cock in the other. He lined his hips with hers and aimed his shaft at her cunt. [i]Don’t cum. Don’t cum. Don’t cum.[/i] He lurched forward and met his tip with her vulva. There was a soft skwish of flesh as her fat lips caved in around his tip. It was hot to the touch, begging for more of him. “Ah…”

Tina made a long sigh. She’d been wanting this since the night began. That desire had turned into a need once she’d seen his cock. The wait was more than worth it. She felt his head slip in, and the both of them gasped. He grabbed her by her hips and stayed there for a few moments. He didn’t cum, but the sensations were impossible to ignore. Her grip on him was sweet and intense. Her walls were agonizingly soft. He could feel her flesh quivering. He pushed forward, vanishing more of his dark column into her welcoming pink folds. Tina moaned as he filled a part of her that hadn’t been in a while.

She swooned and sighed his name. “Mmmm, Jeremy~”

“Ah… Yeah?”

“That feels good. [i]Ohhh…[/i]”

“Y-y-yeah… It does.” By pure instinct he pulled back and thrusted into her. He repeated and hit a stilted rhythm, using only a small portion of his length, but more than enough for them both to feel an immense pleasure. He huffed loudly and his jaw went slack. He looked down at her beautiful curvature as it bounced back and forth with his thrusting. He heard her moan. [i]I’m doing that. I’m the one making her make those noises.[/i] That fact alone made pride swell in his chest. He went deeper and harder. His hips slapped against her ass.

The pleasure was obvious on Tina’s face. Her head dropped, spilling her hair onto the comforter. She looked through the gap between her swinging breasts and her legs where she could see his balls collide with her body. “[i]Uhhh… God…[/i]” She was used to moaning out a tad dramatically for her clients. There was no need for that here. Every sound she made was genuine. She couldn’t stop them if she tried.

Jeremy was making noises of his own. Huffs, grunts and whimpers beat out of him uncontrollably. He was almost as loud as her. It reflected both his pleasure as well as his effort. Every available muscle went behind his thrusting. His buttocks clenched, his thighs bucked, and his abs crunched. He gripped her thighs hard enough to leave bruises. He arched his back and pulled her back. He went faster, and harder, letting the escalating current of energy overtake him. He went on and on until…

Slip!

His cock fell out of her after he pulled too far back. It wobbled and swung to the right. Not realizing what had happened, he thrusted again, only to collide his cock with the side of her buttock and stop himself cold. “Ah shit! Ahh…” He pulled back and saw what had happened. He grabbed his cock and rushed to reinsert himself. “Sorry! Sorry!”

It was just a rude awakening for Tina too. Her pleasure fell off a cliff, clearing her mind in an instant. “Ah, it’s alright! It’s alright. Just slow down. Fuck…” It was a shame too. He was doing pretty damn good.

“Yeah, yeah. My bad.” He prodded his dick back to where it was supposed to be and very carefully pushed it in. “There we go. Hahh… Won’t happen again, I promise.”

“It’s OK. Just start over.”

He did, albeit now with a much more reserved cadence. He held her hips in place this time like a sort of reference point. He looked down at his dick and pulled it out to about three quarters of his length. [i]No further than that.[/i] He thrusted slowly but firmly. Tina felt the delight come back and her moaning resumed. So did Jeremy’s.

Soon he was sweating. The muscles in his legs started to burn. He couldn’t stop his pants from turning into whimpers. The pleasure was growing around his loins. He could feel his climax approaching, stuttering his thrusts and making his voice crack. He had to tell Tina. “Huhhh… Fuck… Tina… [i]I’m gonna cum…[/i]”

That was what she had been waiting for. She felt it building inside of him, ready to explode. Now that it was so close, she wanted it just as badly. “[i]Yes… Jeremy, sweety… Cum inside me…Ohh! Yes! That’s it… Huhhhh~![/i]”

Once he heard her blessing it was over. One, two, three more thrusts and Jeremy came again. He slammed against her backside full force. His buttocks clenched hard and vibrated. His face scrunched and his lips curled into a snarl. “[i]HHHHHNNNGGGGHHUUUUUUUHHUUUUUUUuuuhhhhhh~~~!!![/i]” More cum came spewing out of him, blowing across Tina’s insides and filling her to the brim. His cock throbbed mightily. His balls contracted. It was a sensation more delightful than anything he had ever experienced, sending his soul flying high through the ceiling and into the atmosphere.

It hit Tina hard, throwing her head back and swelling her lungs with a loud gasp. She felt him burst inside of her like a balloon. Her walls clung to his throbbing shaft reflexively, milking his orgasm for all it was worth. She pressed herself back on him, urging for more of his seed, drilling it deep. She felt him shudder. She did too. For his first time, he did pretty damn good. “Ahhhh, Jeremy~”

He couldn’t respond, not at the moment. He struggled to breath and stay up on his knees. He had to hold himself up on her back to keep himself from toppling over. “Huhhh… Huhhhh… Huhhh… Tina… Oh fuck… Oh Gah…” He looked down at where his penis was still ensconced inside of her. He pulled out, leaving behind a gaping cavern of glistening pink. A nasty plug of white nectar came sloughing out of her and onto the carpet. It was oddly mesmerizing to watch. The smell hit his nose, making it twitch. “Holy shit… Holy shit… Wow.”

“Mmmm, ‘wow’ is right. That was lovely~” She flopped down on her side and rubbed her buttock. More of his cum came oozing out of her and down her haunch. He fell back on his knees, panting. A faint layer of sweat had broken out on his forehead. His cock slumped down; it wouldn’t recover for the rest of the night. It would spend the next few minutes retreating into its sheath. “You did pretty damn good, sweety. I liked that a lot. Did you?”

He laughed. It was almost insulting that she asked. “Yeah, I did. Damn.” The ecstasy was fading, but the pride wasn’t. He felt an extra bit of pep in his heart, keeping his chest out and his back straight. Quite simply, he felt like a man.

She sat up and gave him a smooch on the cheek. “I’m glad. Now do you think you can go again or should we clean up?”

He shook his head. He wasn’t about to ruin his triumph. “Nah, I’m good.” He looked down at the many milky droplets they had created. “Yeah, let’s get this mess up.” They both came off the bed and peeled the comforter off. Jeremy carried it over to the laundry where he dropped it off to clean later. He came back to the bedroom to find her coming out of the bathroom. Suddenly her nudity seemed much more casual. “So, what do you wanna do now?”

She shrugged. “Whatever you want. Hasn’t been a full hour yet. I think you’ve got another 15 minutes until another one starts, then it’ll be another 150.”

He didn’t feel like paying that, though it was rough to see her go. “Nah, I think that’ll be it then.”

“Alright, sweety.” She walked up to him and pecked his snout. “You were great. You’re gonna make all the girls happy in the future.”

He smiled. The bar she had set for any future girls was now very, very high. “Thanks. That means a lot.”

She got dressed and he threw his underwear back on. “Thanks for the wine and everything. It was awfully romantic,” she said as she headed to the door.

“You’re welcome. I debated actually using all that stuff for a while.”

“You made the right choice. Not many guys like to jazz up a hooker.”

He cocked an eyebrow. “Are you saying I should be less hospitable next time?”

“Not at all. You’re the best client I’ve had in ages.” They stopped in front of the door. “I mean that.”

“Thanks. Was it ‘cause my dick was big?”

She scoffed and shoved his chest. “Hush. Don’t let that go to your head. I’ve seen way bigger, you know.”

He laughed and nodded. “I bet you have.”

She kissed his snout one last time. “Goodnight, sweetheart.”

He hugged her and kissed her back. “Goodnight. Drive safe.”

She said she would, then walked out the door.

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