Tunnel of Love 5
#40 of Anteronian Adventures
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Two lovely dik-diks stand with their hands and hooves against the wall, their mouths locked in the dance of delight between one another. They wiggle their butts, sticking out their asses and twisting their tails to entice the old and tired caracal watching them with his pants pulled down to his knees.
"The City of Requited Love, my ass," the feline says, tugging his khakis down the rest of the way. When he steps up to the two, he chooses between those two lovely butts. One of them holds dripping sex, small and tight. The other has plump, almost heart-shaped balls with a hard and wanting cock jutting from beneath them. Both present to him the most delightful stars he's seen. He has to rear back and bite his lips as he stares at the glorious booty before him.
The deer couple pulls their mouths apart, their spit trailing between the two as they gaze lovingly into each other's eyes. Lerato licks her lips and looks over her shoulder at the third in their little party. "Come on, stud, I thought you wanted us to pay for our transgressions against the carnival?"
Lovemore slurps up his wife's saliva and looks towards the caracal. "Or, are you more down to party than we thought for an overworked and overtired middle manager?"
The supervisor narrows his eyes, stepping up to the two. He claps their cheeks and squeezes, leaning in between them. "The hell did you say to me?"
Lerato rolls her eyes back, arching gently. "Ooh, I think what my hubby is saying is that you're in way too boring of a life to do anything fun like fuck us."
"You read my mind, my dear."
The feline's claws grip the two prey animals' flanks, a growl rising from his throat as he pulls back his lips, revealing his sharp predator teeth. "You two don't know who the fuck you're talkin' to. My ancestors were the hunters for kings: We were fuckin' royalty and fuckin' royalty." He chuckles at his pun.
"And here you are, working a nine-to-five," Lerato says, winking.
"Quite a departure from your glorious beginnings, my friend." Lovemore concurs.
Hunter snarls, standing up and squeezing the two deer together. "Oh, you two think you're funny, riling me up, thinkin' you can escape the consequences. Well, guess the fuck what? You can't!" He slips both hands up to his mouth, running his fingers over his lips. Once lathered up, he slips those hands down to his short companions.
Two fingers find their way down to Lerato, trailing down her crack and her taint, finding their way to her womanhood. He slides his fingers inside, twisting and spreading, then sliding even further, finding her clit.
"H... hey..." she sighs, her eyes half-lidded and partially rolled back. She leans her forehead against the door. "T-this guy ain't h-half bad."
"H... huh!? Wait a minute here!" Lovemore protests. "You can't just stand me up like thaa-aaah!" His eyes widen, and his mouth drops agape. This is from the two fingers that enter his boy hole, spreading and spinning around with the lubrication of feline spit to allow it to penetrate into him.
"Oh fuck, hubby... you're so cute when you got it up your butt...." Lerato says, biting her lip.
Lovemore squeezes his mouth shut, trying to let the boyish soft moans stay inside his chest and not burst out for all the world to hear.
"So many holes, so little time," the caracal says. "But, if the lady likes what she sees, I guess I should give her more. What do you think?" He asks this, letting his thumb play at her button as fingers delve into her. "Sorry, I only got one dick to give."
Lerato pants, rocking her hips back against him. "Yeah," she growls, "a big, red, barbed predator dick!"
Lovemore squeaks, the whites of his eyes only widening with each passing realization. "N-now, wuh-aahaahhn~!?" He can't stop himself, his hooves slipping slightly from the door as the probing digits find their mark.
"Girl. On the table!" the caracal says, pulling his fingers away and slapping her on the tush.
Lerato does as she's told, scrambling to it, facing away from him as she sits on her knees.
The manager wraps his arms around Lovemore's chest and pulls him up against him. "You're coming with me."
Lovemore gulps, his heart pounding.
Lerato smirks, watching him squirm around in that mock fear of his.
"Oh, this is definitely an engineering problem," Lerato says, lowering her front down, raising her hips up high, her legs spreading to support herself. She wiggles her tush in that alluring but uncomfortable pose.
Meanwhile, the manager shoves Lovemore under the desk, the deer's back pressing against the wood of the thin table, his rump sticking out.
"Now, I call this service. In another life, maybe I could get action like this every day," the cat says, licking his lips.
"Life's as exciting as you wanna make it," Lerato says.
"Carpe Diem, friend. Carpe Diem," adds Lovemore.
"Carpe deez nuts!" the caracal calls, grabbing his cock and slapping it against the man deer's hole. He leans in, his free hand spreading the woman's labia before he dives right in, his mouth pressing against her body and his tongue invading her.
Just as that warm and wriggling muscle finds its way through the delightful caverns of Lerato, his hard and ribbed member pushes through the tight and quivering hole of the boy deer underneath the table.
What follows for this supervisor is nothing short of bliss.