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Hey. Well, after nearly a month of work, I finally put the finishing touches on this. This was a premise that I always thought would be interesting and was glad to finally put down. In case you didn't see the tags, this is straight stuff with all types of sex. But there is an emotional side that I tried to bring out. It is up to you to determine how well I did. Thanks for listening to my introduction and please enjoy.

I could hear the wheels under me. I could feel the car speeding over the sun-baked asphalt, sand clouding behind he, gravel shooting out from under the wheels and tumbling off to the curb. It took this route fairly often, or at least for my standards. Two, maybe three times a year the same desert shifted below me and the same sand plumed into the air. I did wish I could keep the windows open and enjoy the wind if when I did the sand did not blast against my face and fly into my lungs. I had to suffice with watching the road ahead of me and a metropolis growing in the distance.

Not only were the surrounding flat and boring, the road was straight and undisturbed. The speed limit was something like seventy miles per hour, but I nearly always drove at eighty-five considering that of the few people out here, and if somebody pulled me over, I can guarantee I would be gone in a matter of minutes unless I wanted to stay.

It was not uncommon that I find myself dozing off, maybe veering off the road a little, or speeding up even more. Today was to be an ordinary day. But, compared to the lives and days of most, I was living a virtual dream. My eyes snapped back open from the sound of police sirens behind me and red and blue lights flashing. I could only chuckle as I pulled over to the side of the road, the cloud of smoke that had followed me thinning and drifting off with the light dry breeze.

I put my hand on the steering wheel and sighed, "Well, let's see how this plays out." I simply drummed my fingers on the side of the wheel, glancing in the mirror to see if the officer was on his way. I must have waited for ten minutes and still there was no movement. But it is not as if I could just drive into the sunset and leave the scene, no I was bound to the sand beneath me and unmoved by the breeze gusting by the windows.

Suddenly a flick of blue and black passed by my mirror. My ears perked when I saw the form of the police officer final rearing from the patrol car. The sand had settled with the wind so I could actually get a look of her.

A wolf no doubt, I could see her bushy tail behind her and her pointed ears above her head. She had a nice chest and she was definitely one of the prettier cops I had met. I darted my eyes away as she approached my window, making my gaze well hidden.

"Do you know how fast you were going?" She asked looking at her notepad, I looked up at the roof of the car contemplating and my hands fell to my thighs.

"Mmm, let's say ninety?" She looked down at me, "Nope, eighty-five. Sounds like a guilty conscious. License and registration."

I could help thinking, "She is in heat. If she wants to take this opportunity, this might be her only chance for months or even years." I reached over with my hand to the glove compartment. I shuffled through there for a minute and brought out what I needed. I handed her the two cards and she gave a glance on them.

"Alright so I am going to run the-". She had hit it in the license and her eyes went wide a little. I had her, we both knew it. Although I knew the answer, I asked, "Is there a problem?" I smirked and she swallowed. She handed me back the license. I smiled as my eyes glanced by the symbol that she reacted to: A scarlet crescent emblazoned on the right side. I set them back in the glove compartment and shut it.

She just looked at me, this time more at the rest of my body. The reality of the situation is she couldn't give me a ticket if she wanted to, and she didn't want to. That crescent had an important meaning in this time. She could not give me a ticket because if I could not move throughout the country, everybody would be at a serious risk. The reality of society during the time was that it was teetering on the jobs of a select few furs.

These few people, including myself, were at this time the only potent males in the country. Meaning that without us, there was no hope for the rest of society to have children in this generation. Our jobs were simple, we drove around the country, stopping in towns, and having sex with any female that wants a child. The reason behind the mass impotency of male in my generation is not exactly an exact science. Nobody is all to sure why only a few males have potent cum, but the reality was that without us, the country would wither away.

To say the least I had fantastic job security and benefits. On top of a salary from the government for my services, I was free to charge for my visits individually. There were only so many of us and so an appearance of any of us is a rare and pivotal interlude to the moving of society. And this police officer was given the chance to have a child of her own within a year. I was confident that she would not pass an opportunity like this up. I could feel her stares and I could sense her lust.

She took a breath, "So, you are on of them?" I could not help but be cocky and I splayed my large arms over the back of my seat.

"Yes." I said looking at her with driven eyes. She took a breath in and look up and then down the road and then looked at me, not the same confident officer that came strolling to my car minutes ago, with the intention of ticketing me.

"How much?"

I looked up at her with a smile. "Well your my first this week and I was speeding, so we will call it even after the fact." Her eyes went to the ground for a second and she took a breath.

"So where can we do this?" She looked up, her hand behind her back. "Well, I am sure you don't want it on the highway. You don't want to dirty up your patrol car, so I guess you can hop into my car." She nodded, still looking up and down the road, and stepped away momentarily. I shifted my hand to the dashboard and flicked the seat switch. Each of the three leather seats folded back flat to the body of the car and sunk down to make more space in the car. Then I shifted over to the driver's side and pushed the handle. The vertical door, as its name implies, opened up like wings on my beautiful Lamborghini Murcielago.

I stepped out of the car, the eastern sun casting a shadow over my equine form onto the wolf. I was about six foot five and she about five foot nine. Suffice to say that my presence was considered a little imposing by most. I nearly chuckled as her eyes gazed over me, my white speckled fur buffeting against a stray cloud of sand and dust.

"Go on in. Make yourself comfortable." I said, pointing the way with my open palm, doing my best to seem caring rather than creepy. She stepped in tentatively and I guarded the door as she sat on the bed. She looked up at me and I nodded for her to get comfortable.

She took a breath and reached for her shirt collar. Although I never knew why, I always looked away for the furs with her demeanor. I could feel her hesitance with her lust and desire being the only drive in the face of embarrassment. I found it that people like her feel a lot more comfortable if I give them a little privacy before we go at it. It was no problem with me.

I looked over the blank sands stretching to the horizon until they met some snow peaked mountains in the distance perpendicular to the road. I leaned on the door and tried to strike a little conversation to sooth her.

"So do you have a mate miss..."

I could tell a little hesitance in her voice, " Call me Sasha, and... no I don't."

"Are you doing this off of opportunity or have you wanted a child for long?"

She paused, "Well, I guess a little of both. It is just one of those things I put in the back of my mind and it takes something like this for me to realize it."

I nodded, "Yeah that makes sense. When we start, do you want me to tint the windows just in case there are some passerbys?"

"If you could do that sure. Um should I take off everything?"

"I suppose so long as I can get to where I need to get, you can cover up however you like."

"You mean I can't keep my panties on?"

I chuckled softly, to soft for her to hear, "To be honest, you are going to need all the space you have. I personally you will feel better completely bare, but it is up to you." I heard her whimper a little just under the sounds of the wind.

"Okay... I'm ready." I flattened my hand on the door and shifted my weight back to both feet.

"Good, now it is going to be a little cramped so I need to say a couple of things. First, if we are going to comfortably fit, I have to be in control so that we both fit. Second, I have to warm up out here and then I will come in. Okay."

"Okay." With that I turned around. I smiled softly and she was blushing. Her breasts were about as perky as I had hoped but I could not get a look at her cunt because her legs were close together and her arms were folded at her waist. I saw that she had neatly folded her uniform and set it on the passenger seat floor. She made minimal eye contact, just looking out of the corner of her emerald green eyes. From what I could see she was all black and her fur looked soft and well taken care of.

First, it touched a button on the dash. From what I understand, that button emits an electrical pulse into the windows and tints them, either way it was a convenient feature. I set them for privacy and placed my hands at the base of my shirt. I removed the cloth and tossed it to a corner of the car. I kept in good shape for being on the road so much and considering the food that comes along with that. Although she was glancing away slightly, I could have sworn her pupils dilated for a second. I turned my head and looked up and down the road as I placed my hands on my belt, checking for passerby's or a sandy gust of wind.

Strangely, I feared the wind more than people. I didn't see anything and so I turned my head down as the belt jingled open and I messed with the button. The waist laid flat and parallel to my abs as the button released and I pulled down the zipper. I took on more look around before I raised my hands to my waist and pulled down my jeans. I had disposed of wearing boxers on most trips as they were just more to pack and they would just get in the way. As a result, my jeans slid down to my ankles and my semi-firm length was in Sasha's plain sight.

If her eyes didn't get big earlier I imagined they would now. I lifted a leg and pulled the jeans off and tossed them onto the driver-side floor. I raised my head with a smile, not a smug one or even a prideful one though. No matter how many times I did this, I always hoped that my suitor liked what they saw, and they usually did. She was like most, a little awe-stricken and, even, enamored.

That is the thing when females are in heat, it is just a primal tendency. A tendency especially prominent and common in canines. I pulled my large body into the car and hunched down while I pulled the door closed. There was little light coming through the windows, but the lights within the car provided ample light to see what we were doing. She was staring intently at my meat as I got a little comfortable, her tail even wagging a bit behind her. Even her gaze caused my cock to twitch a bit.

The only sound's within the car were that of our breaths. I broke the silence and said, "How we proceed is up to you. We can go straight for the pussy, go with some foreplay if you are into that, or even warm up with some oral." I laid back on the bed, my elbows keeping me facing her as she slowly got on her knees by her own accord. I wasn't so sure she even heard me. She looked pretty determined as she crawled towards me. When she placed her paws on my upper thighs I was fairly sure of her decision.

She crawled up to my groin and her paws drew up my legs. Her paws soon rested by my pulsing meat, still only semi-hard. She brought her paws to my cock and squeezed slowly. I could feel my growing length throb within her grasp while she brought her face down lower to it.

I couldn't help but moan as she dragged her wet tongue on the portion of length past her hands. I could feel my member straightening out, the once flaccid meat now expanding and firming as the wolf continued lick my member. She released her grip slowly, my girth filling the space left from the previous tension. Her fingers soon just barely held around my expanding cock. She eventually let go of my black cock and the length rested on my abs as I reclined slightly.

She placed a paw back on my rod, her paw struggling to wrap around it as it was a quarter of an inch wider than a soda can. She pulled it up my meat, the skin held taught around it but still folds of it gathered above it as she pulled her paw up the length. As confident and experienced as she seemed, I could tell that at this point it was mostly lust and opportunity that was driving her.

She almost seemed to be avoiding the eminent penetration, for, although she wanted a potent seed, I think she genuinely feared that my cock would hurt her. I could feel her think this as she snapped her eyes to my member and swiftly brought her muzzle down onto it.

"There you go honey." I said as she skewered her face down over my head. Like most of my generation, she had some experience in the art of the blowjob, considering that as accidental pregnancy and such became less of an issue, sex became a bit more open and adventurous. I could feel her tongue lashing at my length as my pre spilled into her muzzle. She brought both her paws down onto it and squeezed while she jerked it up and down. I kept my hands back and let her do the work. She bobbed shallowly on it while her paws pumped up my black rod from the base to her lips. I smiled lightly with my hands folded behind my head as she took on the enormous task I had set before her.

Each of my eighteen inches was under her control either with her paws or the soft interior of her muzzle. My only complaint was that my balls were left begrudgingly alone, but I didn't mention it. She had tried a couple of times to take more of me and pushed my black rod to the back of her throat. I suspected she had never been deep-throated as when I hit the back she gagged and held it closed tightly.

I this day in age, vaginal sex was far more common than in previous generations. Considering that most males were infertile, they could cum as much into a females pussy as he would like and her womb would never fill. As a result of this, classic dodges of vaginal such as oral had taken the back burner and were more of a foreplay.

She gave up on the deepthroat and continued in her fashion of shallow bobbing, sometimes removing my cock from her muzzle and licking a portion of my length. She had been at it for ten minutes and I was good and ready to get the job done. I took one of my large hands from behind my head and cradled her chin with it. She was above my cock at the time and she looked up at me. She was obviously still trying to avoid the vaginal as she continued to pump her hands on my length. She had a little strand of pre dripping from the corner of her mouth and her emerald eyes were desperately hoping that I wasn't ready yet.

"If you are ready, I am ready to move this along. But a little word first." She sighed a little worried but continued to look up at me as her pumping with her paws slowed to a halt.

"We can do this shallowly without problem but you should know that for the best possibility of being bred, I have to pierce your cervix. I can't guarantee that you will get pregnant with a shallow fuck and I won't be here to redo it. The choice is yours." I could tell she was in a dilemma. She was obviously nervous about me even penetrating her, but to pierce her womb, she she probably knew would be even more painful. I couldn't tell if it was the heat that tipped her decision or what, but she said softly, "What ever has the best chance."

I nodded and said, "Alright then you will have to lay on your tummy so I can reach in all the way in. I will do my best to break through only when it is time." I released her chin and she nodded slightly as she hesitantly turned onto her stomach. Her body slowly lowered as my cock bobbed above her ass. Once she had settled a had my first good look at her ass. Or mostly as her tail was tentatively guarding her cunt.

Her cheeks were toned and appealing and I could tell she really was nervous as her bushy tail quivered a little. This was not exactly uncommon but I am sure that if all males were potent, it would be even more common. I used to feel bad for my clients and try to warm them up but the cold hard truth was that establishing a relationship with everybody in my job is exhausting. I wish I had the energy to make a lasting connection with every client. I do on a sort of level. Most realize that the possibility of pain was worth the chance in hopes of having their own offspring.

But, like most, I suspected she would warm up to my fucking her fairly quickly. Fair to say that in the years of me carrying out this job, I had never left my client without orgasm. It is rude to fuck and run even given the circumstances. I might even get a repeat customer if I see them again. But on to her, I placed my hand softly on the fur of her lower back. She tensed a little but I slowly pet her back to calm her down, "Just calm down Sasha. You will enjoy this if you just relax. So take a breath."

She obliged and took in a deep breath and sighed it out. I pet her for a few more seconds. Her fur was well kept, very soft to say the least. I moved down to her rump. She took another breath as I touched her cheek. I slowly rubbed down to her inner thigh, warming her up for my soon to be much more imposing touch. I took my other hand and placed it opposite of my hand and touched her inner thigh, slowly approaching her groin.

She took a lighter breath, more of relief than the nervous sighs from before. I could tell she was getting a little more comfortable and I could feel the heat waving from her pussy bouncing off her thighs and warming my hands. I tried to keep her in the mood and slowly made my way up her ass towards her loosening tail.

"That's it babe. Keep relaxing so I can get a good look at you." She sighed and I moved one of my hands just above the base of her tail as the other continued to rub just inches from her mound. A grasped her tail lightly and it twitched a little at my touch. I grasped the wolf's soft tail and slowly raised it. I pulled it up to reveal a luscious slit, hot with blood and pulsing with sweet sticky warmth. I raised it up more and she did not protest. I even got to see her tail hole. She wasn't a virgin there but that was definitely not a usual endeavor for here based on how it looked.

Her twat was tight and with little impression of opening. Her tail was pointed in the air and I let go of my grasp on it. It lowered a little but Sasha did her best to keep it in the air. I placed my hands where her thighs met groin and slowly moved in. She shivered a little as my fingers brushed on her outer lips. I pushed the furry outside of the mound inward, her clit just poking out of her slit as it compressed. As I began to spread her lips, she moaned softly. Her flower was pink and beautiful, just ripe to be taken.

Her heat was especially prominent now as I moved closer to her wet cunt. I looked at her tail hole with intent as well, but that was not my place to be sticking my business, literally. But while I contemplated taking her tail hole, I accidentally brushed onto her lips. She moaned quite loudly for such a small touch. Her heat was overcoming her senses. Where she was once nervous, she was now anxious and where she was once fearful was now overcome with lust.

"My my, your heat is pretty strong. I wonder how much it has gone to your head." With that I placed my hand on her clit and pulled up her pussy. She moaned loudly as my large fingers brushed over her wet pussy, a small growl hidden under it.

"Oh I seem to have hit a nerve have I." I chuckled as my hand came back to its previous position. I placed a finger just behind her clit and pushed it into her folds. She immediately clamped around my finger, and she growled softly to herself. I could see her tail wagging slightly in the air as I fingered her, eventually inserting another digit. I soon had three of my large fingers sliding in and out of her hot pussy and she was moaning and growling even more than before. I removed my sticky fingers and tapped her clit once more before leaving her cunt to ready my own flesh.

My head was sensitive and aching to screw the heated wolf as I rubbed her hot pre onto my head making it glisten in the dim light of the car. I pushed myself up my elbows, careful not to hit my head on the shallow hood of the car. I slid myself sideways and pulled myself onto my knees and maneuvered my body over her own. I lined up my hips with hers to the best I could with the limited space to see. My cock was throbbing and rock hard as my left hand grasped it to direct it to prod at Sasha's hot folds. My head touched her cunt and she shivered slightly and tried to look back a little as she felt my wide head pressed on her cunt.

"Alright, get ready. It will be better if I go in one motion so your best to push back so we get you the most pleasure we can." She gulped and braced herself on the seat, reality setting back in and her lower body quivering a little as I reared back to thrust into her. I humped forward and my flared head began to spread her delicate pussy. She groaned in pain as I stretched her tight confines and she continued to leak pre over my head which had by them burrowed into her sex.

I could feel her body pulling back, fearful of the intrusion, but for her own good I had to press on. My head popped in and groaned louder as I pushed as much as my length as I could into her chocking twat. Strangled swishes came from her folds as I pressed deep into the groaning Wolf. She was damn tight and I was working hard to get my length in her as she continued to pull forward away from me. I grunted and placed my hands on her hips to pull her in. I pulled her into me and she groaned loudly, painful pulses surrounding her fairly inexperienced ass.

She must have been fairly sheltered because she was taking it rather hard, I could do nothing though but press on, waiting to hear sounds of pleasure to over come her tortured groans which were honestly breaking my heart. I had thrusted a foot of meat into her tight insides. She was panting heavily, doing her best to take my member. I could only pause for a second or else lose my momentum and reach a stalemate with her tightness.

So I began to pull back saying, "I know it hurts honey. Relax. I can't stop now but if you calm down you will enjoy this. I promise." She gave a short grunt and I could tell she was clenching her eyes. But I could feel her trying to loosen against her instinct to milk me dry despite her pain. Her clamping insides relaxed and I pulled back. A portion of my black shaft ushered from her ass, glistening with her juices. I could feel I was preing into her, my own lubrication attempting to ease her pain.

I pushed back in more quickly but more shallowly. I was surprised to see a sort of sigh of relief as I pushed back into her. She was warming up to the penetration and it was showing. Her instinct took over for her outer movements as her hips pushed into me. I pulled out again and I smiled to hear a feint moan coming from the wolf. I pushed back in and sloshed two more inches into her pink insides. She moaned louder with every thrust, gradually grinding back with more effort. My cock was stretching her lips but they must have held comfortably as she brought one of her paws back and began to rub her clit.

I took her hips in my hands and shoved my meat inside of her as her panting heightened. She yipped in delight as she rubbed her clit and slammed down on me once again. She climaxed around me and made her pleasure heard. My cock began to swoosh through her as her juices flooded through her and dribbled around my yool. My climax was nearing too, especially with the renewed tightness of her.

Another minute and I was going to be spent. About twenty seconds away, I thrusted hard into her. Her tail quivered above her rump and she gave a surprised moan. I bashed into her cervix, and it unleashed a new set of pains and pleasures that I wasn't sure she had ever experienced. Her movements became erratic a she tightened around me again her tail flicked in the air. To her moans I thrusted in and out of her womb for a few seconds as I gritted my teeth while she clamped mercilessly around my horsehood.

I grabbed the base of her black tail and thrusted with all my might, hilting my entire length in her as my balls slapped against her pre soaked ass. I whinnied as I came deep into her inner-sanctum, painting her womb with several hot ropes of potent equine spunk. We both panted as I pumped a dose of my seed deep within her confines, cooling her raging heat and initiating a hopefully successful breeding.

I calmed down and I could feel my cum all around my buried cock.

"Sasha?"

She continued to pant, "Ye... Yes?"

"When I pull out of you, you need to clamp down and do your best to hold everything in. Okay?"

"I'll... I'll try. But... could you stay in for another minute?"

I nodded "Yeah no problem." I was a little confused at the request but I acquiesced. She sighed and her face fell to the upholstery of the seat. I looked down at her ass. My cock was shrinking a little in her but I kept fairly firm. She held tightly around me, and I could see her lips pressed close to my cock holding the seed within her. She sighed once more and grunted as she pulled off of me. I was a little startled at her speed and dropped my hands to gather my member, doing my best to not dirty the leather beneath me.

My length slid out of her and she continued to compress around me as it slid out of her silky lips. My entire length exited her she clamped her pussy shut as I had asked her. She grunted trying to hold it in and little dripped out of her folds. I kept my cock in one hand and ran my index and middle fingers up her lips to gather the leakage. She slowly moved away and managed to turn around to see me with my fingers covered in my seed. She licked her lips and grabbed my hand. Her tongue slid from her mouth and licked up the sides of them, cleaning them of the spunk.

She smiled up at me as she finished and I looked down at her with a grin. Her eyes flicked over to the corner of the care to see her officer's clothes. I saw her and nodded. I turned to grab my things and turned back to her, "You can change in here. I have to be outside though."

She nodded and reached for her pink panties and threaded her right leg through them. I turned to the door. It slid up and I looked out on the desert landscape to avoid a sandy breeze that could stick to my moist crotch. I didn't see anything and so I stepped from the car and slipped on my jeans. I pulled my green shirt back over my chest and looked back to see Sasha slipping her bra on.

I sighed and leaned on my Lamborghini and slowly pulled my paw over the slick side of it. I took care of her very well. When I found time around home, I did my best to work on her and keep her running properly. I painted her from time to time. I spent some work this time with a sliver-gray as the base but depending from the viewing angle, it shifted to a deep-blue. Needless to say it took a lot of coats of paint to achieve the effect.

I also installed little features like that window-tinting and seat push-back. You should have seen sex in that car before the seats went all the way back. Needless to say that it was not altogether comfortable and somebody nearly always ended up hitting their head on the roof. I also had to raise the suspension so that I could drive it on rougher roads as well as the smooth highway. I looked back to see the wolf straightening her badge.I turned and offered my hand to her. She giggled softly and took my hand. I pulled her from the car. "Alright so now is the less interesting part."

She tilted her head "What do you mean?" I motioned for her to wait there as I turned into the car and opened a compartment in the dash. I pulled out an electronic organizer and a couple of bottles of the pills. She was giving me a curious look as I set the bottles on the ground and pulled the organizer in front of me.

"Okay so you need to answer a few questions. They are just a formality of the job and they should go quickly. What is your full name?"

"Sasha Lerant" I touched the screen and pulled up the keyboard and began to fill out the information.

"Okay, you current address?"

"645 West Maple Blvd."

"Species?"

"Wolf?"

I looked up at her, "Both parents?"

"Yes" I looked back down and typed that in.

"Okay so these will seem weird but I will explain afterwards. Do you have a mate?"

Out of the corner of my eye I saw her look down, "No...." I blushed a little, remembering that I had already asked that to a get a similar response.

"Well, for the species of your cub would you like them to be a wolf like you, a horse like me, have a fifty-fifty chance of either, or would you like to have a hybrid between the two?"

"What was that last one?" She sounded fairly surprised.

I chuckled a little, "Yeah that always gets them. Since there are only so many of us with this job, they took our DNA and figured out how to hybridize it with other species without drastic results. If you choose for a hybrid, he or she would be half horse and half wolf." She looked a little overwhelmed and confused.

"Unless you couple up with somebody, which wouldn't be all that hard for you, you will be a single mother. In my experience, and not to go against my species, but you can probably connect with your cub if he or she is a wolf. It is easier to empathize with your own kind. But it is up to you. Each treatment is free."

She looked at her paws a little puzzled and sighed as a breeze brushed past her ears and to my face. "I think I want to have a wolf." I nodded and reached for the blue bottle. I popped open the cap and shook it until three pills fell out at once. I took two and dropped the other back into the bottle. I extended my hand with the pills too her and she grabbed them with her paw.

"Take one in an hour and the next before you go to sleep and everything should work as planned."

She nodded and clasped the pills with her paw and placed them in a pocket. I squinted as I saw the once shallow sun had risen fully from beyond the horizon.

"Well, I hope everything turns out well. Oh, and..." I shoved my hand in my pocket and searched for my card. I found two and pulled them out and handed them to her, "In case you want another cub sometime or in case a friend of your would like one, please take these."

She smiled and took them from my hand, "I will keep that in mind." I smiled warmly and peered back at the sun momentarily.

"Well officer, I guess I'll be on my way. Goodbye." She chuckled and nodded before walking back to her squad car. I looked at her ass one more time, it was tight trying to hold my seed within her and was firm and tense. Her tail wagged a little in the breeze before I turned to my car. I pressed the seat button on the dash and the tint button. The car seats rose back up and the windows lightened. I sat on the seat with a grunt and reached up to close the door. It closed softly and I turned my eyes to the road.

I pulled it out of park and turned back onto the road. A trail of sand and dust trailed behind me as I sped off towards town. I reached for the pill bottles in the car and replaced them in the compartment where I also snagged my sunglasses as rays of light shot through my windshield and onto my face. I sighed at the relief from the glare and returned my attention to the road, hoping to stay awake before reaching town.

On these drives I tended to drift into my own thoughts, usually about how this kind of opportunity came to my doorstep. It was the best job any male could hope for and if I had any complaint it was that it kept me from my family. I was a sacrifice of the job that just had to be made. I soon was rolling into town, the asphalt under my wheels as a few people walked on the sidewalks. The golden sun just barely peaked over the tops of the buildings so I removed my sunglasses and placed them back in the compartment in the dash.

I drove through town for a minute before spying my target. The large hotel was the center point of Marbridge. It had a beautiful courtyard complete with fountain like a sand dusted oasis. I knew they had valet up front but I always avoided that. I parked in a space designated for hotel renters. It wasn't so much that I minded paying it or even that the valet would be driving it. I could never exactly figure out why I was uncomfortable with the idea. But, no harm, no foul so I don't see a real reason to feel out of place for doing it.

I pulled the keys out of the ignition and stuffed them into my jeans pocket. I opened the door and it slid upwards. I maneuvered out of it and shut the door back in place. I sniffed in the sandy smell of the desert town. This town was suspended in time, as usual. The same western breeze, the same shadows splayed on the asphalt, and, although it was hard to notice, the same people walking the streets. I really did feel like an oasis in the middle nowhere.

I walked over to the trunk and popped it open. I looked into the small space and located the cover. I reached in and grabbed the black car cover along with a small duffel bag before I shut the trunk. I set the bag on the street and moved my hands to the base of the cover. I bent my knees to lower myself. I placed the cover starting under the back. I rose quickly and flipped the polyester cover over the length of it. I snorted, attempting to keep some sand by my nose from irritating the inside of it.

I pulled the cover over to the front and pulled it under the front so that it was fairly taught without giving away too much of its form. This was just precautionary. For one, although the paint is resistant to wear, there is nothing wrong in a little extra protection. Second, although nobody had ever attempted to steal it, I still wouldn't want to tempt any passersby. I took up my bag before walking on the sidewalk towards the hotel.

I passed only a few furs on the sidewalk. A couple of joggers, a small group of construction workers, nothing special. I always admired the vibe of this Marbridge. I stays still and unchanged, but in a charming fashion. The color throughout the town had a warm pallet, nearly matching the sands around it save the glistening glass windows. It had a pleasant presence and a laid back sort of populace. It was obviously not frozen in it growth though.

Each time I visited, I met a host of hopeful parents that had not been there previously. The hotel that I was approaching was the main hub of activity in the town with out of place green parks dotting the perimeter of its block. Considering how central it was, I nearly always stayed there. The flower in the sands as some called it. Cliché, hell yes, but appropriate. While I walked up the walk to the hotel, I heard the splashing fountain to my left. The sound was welcome reprieve from the silent breezes that dusted the streets. The heat was already coming on in the city and it was sitting on about seventy five degrees just in light of the fact that it drops to forty at night.

In a couple of hours, it would already be sweltering. The similar air of the hotel lobby rushed out as I pulled open the glass door by its brass handle. I couldn't help, but sigh at the sand-free air noticeably relieving of the grains that had dotted by speckled fur. I opened my eyes to see a male mouse at the desk. I pulled my bag further up on my right shoulder before walking more into the lobby.

He looked up and smiled warmly as I approached. "Welcome to the Laren Hotel. My name is Sam. Do you have a reservation sir?" He said looking at me and tapping on his keyboard.

I scratched my head almost chuckling, "Well, not exactly. May I speak with your manager?"

He looked a little shocked and he stopped typing, "Did I do something wrong sir?"

He looked concerned that he had annoyed me or some such and I shook my head, "Oh no I am sorry. I come here from time to time and Mrs. Felter and I have made a arrangement over my various visits."

He looked a little confused but obliged, "Oh... Okay I will call her office. One moment."He pulled the phone to his rounded ears and dialed what I assumed was an extension onto the key pad. He looked over at me, "You know she is usually out her along with somebody like me, but with her newborn cub, she stays in her office."

I felt a warm smile over my face as I leaned on the desk, "Oh she had him did she?" On my last visit, after other stays over the last five years, I helped her and her mate to have their first cub. The mouse nodded, and apparently Lauren answered the phone.

"I have a fur at the desk that requested for you." He paused, and then placed his hand on the receiver and turned back to me, "I am sorry, what is your name?"

I smiled, "Zack." He nodded again and said the name into the phone. He hung up and turned back, "She will be right over."

"Okay thanks." I got up from the counter pulled my hands behind my head and stretched. I grunted and felt my muscles relax. I sighed with my eyes closed and then pulled my hands from my head and placed my left hand on the counter and drummed my fingers against it. She came within a few minutes and rounded around the desk.

She was a snow leopard, and a lovely one at that. She was carrying her cub in her arms. She smiled up at me and I pulled up from the desk. "Well, well, how are you doing my friend?"

"Oh you know, a little tired."

"I suppose that is expected. It is nice to see you." Her cub was peaking just up over her arms and looked at me. Her white ears twitched as she looked. I couldn't help but smile at that cute look.

I was entranced when Lauren giggled, "She seems to take a liking to you."

I looked up at her still glancing at the cub, "What is she, six months?"

"Actually seven. Her name is dawn." I couldn't help but nearly laugh seeing dawn's big eyes peaking at me.

"Would you like to hold her?"

My attention came back up to her, "Oh- yeah I would." I said a little wide-eyed. She giggled a little and walked closer to me. Dawn's tail curled and waved under her as Lauren brought her closer. My heartbeat picked up. I didn't usually get the chance to see much less hold the life I contributed to making, so this was a first for me. My arms were a little shaken as I made them towards Dawn. I made a sort of cradle of my arms and Lauren placed Dawn just in my arms. She didn't squeak or growl after leaving her mother into practically a stranger's arms.

She just looked up at me, a little more introspective than before. Now more curious rather than spying. Her soft fur was white speckled black over her with her face cute with a short muzzle. Her head rested on top of the bend of my elbow and the rest of her leaned on my chest. My other hand held under her just in case. She tilted her head up to me and peered at my face. I looked into her eyes and was fascinated. I had met both of her parents. They were both snow leopards with white speckled fur and long tails.

Although she was definitely a leopard and had expected features, her eyes were distinct from her parents. While her parents both had pale blue eyes, hers were a rich hazel speckled with blue. If it were not for the blue flecks, I would swear I was looking into my own eyes. I held her safely to my chest while I brought my right hand up above her. She traced my hand as it rose up above her. I lowered index and middle finger onto her softly onto of her head. I rubbed behind her ears and she closed her eyes and purred.

She pushed her head up into my hand. Her soft paws reached up to my wrist and she pressed her head close to my chest. I was hypnotized by this tiny feline, snuggling so close to me. I shook my head a little and pulled my fingers from her head. She looked up at me and tilted her head curious as to why I stopped. I tapped my finger at her nose and her paws wrapped around my finger on her nose, almost trying to keep it close. I still slipped my finger off of her nose, despite her embrace. I looked up at Lauren and nodded. She smiled and reached back out to Dawn. The kit didn't resist her mother but still looked up at me as she was taken from my arms.

I felt a small sense of loss as the warm cub left my arms. "My, she does like you. I can't say I am surprised. But anyway, onto business. As usual, you are free to lodge in a room to host your work. Sam, would you sign Zack in for room 219 and set him up. And I will come to check up on you in about an hour or so to make sure everything is in order."

I pulled my attention from Dawn and nodded. She smiled and turned to walk away. I got one last glimpse of Dawn as her mother turned away, I followed her until her soft gaze was out of sight and then I turned to Sam and then down to the counter where a key card laid. I smiled and picked up the car and placed it in my pocket. "Please enjoy your stay."

"Thank you I will." I said as I grabbed my back and pulled it onto my shoulder. I made my way for the staircase behind the front desk on my way to the second floor. My hand slid up the brass railing up to the next level where I turned left where on the way I passed planters of ferns and flowers. I counted up to 219 and then stopped as I came to the door.

I pulled the card from my pocket and slid it into the slot. A green light flicked on the lock before I removed the card and walked into my room. A big blast of air conditioning blew past my body. I grunted in surprise at the welcome that hotel rooms often offered me and I rushed to the thermostat. Honestly, I have no idea who want to be in a sixty degree room so I can't imagine why it is always set at such a ridiculous level, especially considering it was goddamn November!

I manically pressed the button, with each press raising the target temperature one degree. As I neared seventy-five, the central air grinded to a halt and I gave a sigh of relief. The door clicked behind me and settled. I took my bag from my shoulder and tossed it lightly onto the double bed centering the room. I walked over to the kitchen next as I stretched my hands behind my head again. I opened one of the several cabinets to see the typical glasses and plates. I moved to a drawer to see the cheap silverware organized by use of the utensil. I smiled when I saw a coffee pot and some complimentary bags of grinded beans.

I licked my lips as I had not had anything to drink all day and grabbed the one of the packets. I ripped it open and flipped the top of the coffee maker and dumped it in where a filter was already placed. I grabbed the cup from under the machine and turned on the water in the nearby sink. The cup filled quickly and I ended the flow of water before pouring the contents of the cup into the reservoir in the machine. I slapped the cover back on and placed the cup on the heating pad.

I flipped the switch and it grumbled as the heater warmed up. I sighed and walked over to the bed before falling into it, narrowly dodging my bag. The cover was still cool from the blustering AC but still felt pleasant. I was a little startled when the phone rang next to my bed.

I pulled the receiver to my ear, "Hello?"

"Zack, it is Derek. Lauren's mate."

"Hey Derek, nice to hear from you. I saw Dawn and she is beautiful."

"Hehe, yeah she is. I wanted to thank you for helping Lauren and me bring her about."

"My pleasure. No pun intended."

"Well I thought I should let you know that, ever since Dawn was born, Lauren's sex-drive has been insatiable. I mean, any time Dawn is asleep, all she wants to do is have sex. I never thought I would say it, but if I don't get a break from fucking her I might go crazy."

I couldn't help but laugh. On some level, I could feel his pain and empathize with the experience. "Anyway, considering you are here, and you're a friend, I would not be surprised if iat sometime today she came into your room and begged for you to bang the daylights out of her. For my sake, don't reject her on my account. This may be my only chance to relax tonight so feel free to give her a good, long session."

"Don't worry Derek, I will keep her occupied."

"Thanks. I should get off and get back to work."

"When do you think she will be up?"

"Well she just put Dawn to sleep and then walked out of the office. I can only assume that she is waiting for you to get settled and then pay you a visit."

"Alright thanks for the heads up."

"No problem. Bye."

I heard his line cut off and so I hung up. I closed my eyes and leaned deeper into the pillow behind me. It felt like a cloud under my fatigue and was so relaxing. I must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, I heard a knock on my door. I groaned as I lifted myself slowly from the bed, my mind a little hazy from being woken up. I sat and looked at my hands for a second before I heard another knock. I sighed and stood up. I rubbed my eye with my fist as I moved towards the door.

I pulled the door open to see none other than Lauren standing in the doorway. "Oh hi Lau-" Was all I could get out before she pulled her muzzle into mine and stuck her tongue into my mouth. I was a little startled but soon pushed back into her as she walked forward slowly, the door shutting behind her. She moaned into my mouth when I grabbed at her fine ass as she continued to push me towards the bed. I could feel her paws tugging under my shirt and rearing it up. I released her ass and she slipped my shirt off of me.

I pushed my chest into hers while she continued to push me towards the bed. I fell onto the bedding and she on top of me, her lips locked greedily around mine. I could feel her pussy hot on my abs as she sat and began to remove her shirt. She was panting while she unbuttoned her blouse.

"Ever since the birth, I have been more horny than I ever had before. The lust burning in my loins is more powerful than any heat I have had." She undid the last button and she shedded the garment leaving only her purple bra. I moved my hands to her hips, feeling her up as she undressed.

She reached behind to unhook her bra, "I love Derek but even he can't quell the fire in my pussy. I think the one who inspired it, can be the only one to take it away." She pulled the bra off and tossed it to the side. Her sizable breasts bounced on her chest, her nipples perked and probably sensitive. She was far different than when I bred her. In the work up to our breeding session, despite her heat, she was submissive and cautious. This was now a direct opposite. Rather than her usual complacent look, her eyes flared with passion and ambition that melted away her icy eyes.

I was turned on by her fervor, an unusual thing to see when I am out on the road, and was starting to tent my jeans. I had just noticed she had wrapped her tail around me only because it was now unraveling. As I looked at her waist I could see why. Her paws were messing with the button on her jeans which quickly slipped out of its hole. I heard a feint zip over her panting before she tugged at her waist. Her tight jeans grappled to her thighs as they pulled down her and out of my sight. I felt them drop to the floor near my feet as I looked up at the leopardess.

She did not look down to my face as she was hunched over my crotch, undoing the button on my jeans. She was determined to say the least. I wasn't sure whether I should take her fixation on my crotch as insulting or flattering. It was irrelevant for no matter what I thought, she was going to get to her target. She tugged my pants down, pulling them out from under me and they fell to bundle at my ankles. My cock bobbed over my abs as it was freed from its confines. She didn't wait for long before she moved her hips above mine.

She grabbed at my still hardening member and pulled the head to her pussy. This was going all so fast and I was reacting strongly to the movement as I could feel my cock harden in her grasp and throb under her white fingers. I felt my head prod at her slit and heard her growl. I looked forward to my length ready to breach her as her hand released my girth and she leaned over me more. Before I knew it, she pressed her hips down and impaled her cunt onto cock at nearly half length in a single push.

She moaned loudly in relief and I bit my lip to avoid moaning myself. "Oh, you have no idea how this feels!"

I grunted, "Umph, I don't know. I am... feeling something." She pushed even farther onto me and I could not hold back my moan. Then, as if punching into her depths had released a torrent, her true scent fell over me like a load of bricks. This wasn't the smell of heat, it was too strong for heat. It wasn't even a common smell of lust. No, this was unique and possibly stronger than anything I had smelled before. Its intricacies were tantalizing and overt, but I found it hard to concentrate with my meat firmly lodged in Lauren's extremely tight pussy.

With the anxiety of a cub impressing her hormones, she was a bubbling pool of endorphins and adrenaline, an effect that was slowly diffusing to me through either the air or her pussy as my breaths shortened and my libido jumped by leaps and bounds with every beat of my racing heart. I thrusted my hips up and jammed even more of myself into her folds. She moaned and fell forward, just catching herself above me. Her snow white tits bounced over me and I could feel my cock shift as her hips reared forward a little.

She was panting over me and her face crumpled as she pushed further onto me. I was already pushing at her cervix and she had not faltered in her pressure. I shut my eyes while my cock squeezed through her ever slicker confines. I could feel pre leaking from my tip but, more noticeable were the juices her cunt generated around me.

"Ah, damn girl, when did you get so... damn tight... ergh..." If she responded, I could not hear despite the usual volume of her moans. I felt myself slip from her by about an inch suddenly. I opened my eyes to see what was going on. Her face was plastered with the same determined look. She rolled her ass over me, her facade flipping into one of pleasure as she moaned. My cock was grinding inside her, lubricated by the excessive pre from both of us.

From under her, her breasts shifted up and down as her lower body undulated on me. Based on what I could see and by the pressure surrounding me, I would guess about five of my inches were free from her confines. Had it not been for a flash of white by my crotch, I may have not noticed her long tail coiling around my exposed cock. She had my meat only encircled one time as it twitched and brushed on my groin. My attention was shattered from this soft sensation when Lauren, grunted and sat down, still holding my horsehood.

"Ahh, shit I needed this... my god...." She moaned as she fell on top of me, her tits pressing against my lower chest. I would have responded, but it had come on too suddenly. I simply moaned as her pussy clamped around me and I felt her orgasm around me. From what I could feel, only two inches were free from her grasp as he folds convulsed and pulsated around my dick. I usually could pace myself pretty well during sex but her fervor had gotten me worked up enough to approach climax. I had to slow her down and fast, or I might not get to enjoy the tightest pussy I had ever fucked for much longer.

The first thing to take care of was the depth at which I was nearly hilted in her. I reached my hands behind her and grabbed at her soft ass forcefully. I grasped her tense cheeks and overpowered her will to stay impaled on me. I tugged her ass up, in turn tugging myself from her inner-sanctum. I sighed as I pulled up and the two inches once held inside her womb were freed. She moaned while I pulled from her, my flared head tugging at her cervix before she closed up. As if that wasn't enough, I could still feel her tightening around me.

Her climax would not subside. She continued to moan just as loudly as before, trying to push my cock back into her. Despite my grasp, her ass tried to fall back down on my groin. If she didn't come down, my effort would have been for not. Besides, if she wanted me to fuck her like she told me, I would need some more time to work out the feline. In a quick decision to take control, I released the grasp of one hand and gave her a firm smack. Her eyes flashed and she growled, her ferocious intent again bubbling to the surface.

Another swat did little to change her demeanor. I was not gaining control. "I am going to keep you inside me even if you have to cum." She growled with manic lust. In a last ditch effort to seize power, I took the hand I had used to smack her ass, up to her face and grasped her chin. This was a war of wills that each of us intended to win, but I was gaining momentum.

"Don't you worry your pretty white ass. I am going to fuck the daylights out of you, but you are the one who will be taking it not me." I grinned but her eyes were still as fiery as before. To quell her demeanor, I pushed her ass down with my hand and thrusted my hips upward. Her mouth opened in surprise and the flames in her eyes dimmed. Her cervix again clamped down on my cock, but I had a plan.

I grunted as I tugged out of her again. Her cervix again struggled to keep my fat cock in her, but I slipped away. After half my length was pulled out, her glare came back down on me. At that flash in her eyes I thrusted upward again. Her eyes flashed again and fell back to my lower chest, moaning into the soft underbelly fur of my winter coat. I pulled out of her womb again, and just before she reared the nerve to look at me a shoved myself deep into her pussy yet again. With each repeat of this process, she took longer to react to my retracting and her pussy clamped down harder on me.

With her outward attention dwindling and my libido holding strong, I was time for my power move. I peeled her ass up with both my hands, and pulled my hips down. I eventually tugged my entire length from her, much to her moaning displeasure. I popped out of her and pulled her body towards me so that my hard cock stayed between her ass cheeks, shifting her tail to the side. This movement pushed her forward, closer to my face. Before she could look up I took my hand and raised her chin up. She still had a fire in her eyes, but it was tired and dimmed compared to before.

"What are you doing?" She muttered angrily.

I chuckled, "You want my cock inside of you, but for more you will have to earn it. So I am going to get you to working." With that, I placed my other hand under her hip and flipped her over. I consequently, moved swiftly to get on top of her. Before she could realize what I had done or even my intentions, I turned myself so that my face was at her cunt and my cock arched above her head

. "What is thi-" was what she could say before, in faith that my positioning was correct, I thrusted my cock into her mouth. After hearing her speech turning to muffled grunts, I was fairly confident I had hit my mark. I could feel her place her hands on the front of my hips and try to push them away from her. Time was short before, considering her state, she reacted more ferociously. I folded the fingers on my right hand so that only my index and middle finger were pointing out. I quickly jammed them into her wet pussy.

Suddenly the pressure on my hips softened and I heard her utter a muffled moan. I grinned knowing I had hit a chord. I wiggled my fingers inside her and got a slightly softer moan from the feline. With her pleasure now buffering her demeanor, I thrusted my hips down and shoved another inch of cock into her muzzle. Her pussy went tight around my fingers for a second as her moaning stopped and I felt a growl emanating from her. I removed my sticky fingers from her folds and quickly pressed them back in accompanied by my ring finger.

Her growl again shifted into a moan and her mouth loosened around my cock. I was getting the hang of playing the angles on her and she didn't seem to mind provided I pleasured her enough. I took another leap of faith and thrusted in again, this time piercing into her throat. Expecting her shift, I had already leaned forward and latching my mouth onto her clit. My tongue brushed over her clit and she was sufficed to gag around my cock that continued to splay her muzzle around me.

I moaned as I pushed into her and felt her outer throat lightly spasm and gag on my member. I closed my eyes when her tongue started to pleasure my shaft and she began to work an inch or two around in her mouth. I couldn't help it as the image of her white spotted face with my black shaft pushed into her muzzle flashed into my mind. I must have gotten more worked up than I thought because I soon felt her growling around me and her paws pressing up on my pelvis again.

I chuckled as I took my last hand and shoved my index finger into her tail hole. It was a dangerous move but it seemed to quell her enough so that her push dropped and she kept half of my cock in her muzzle. I took another finger and jammed it into her ass and she gave a muffled purr. In one last thrust I shoved another few inches deep into her wet throat.

She gagged now, trying to push me off of her. I jammed my fingers hard into her holes and she dropped. I stayed deep in her throat for some ten seconds, but that short time felt like an eternity of pleasure. Her throat was so tight around me, it was hard to believe and I couldn't get enough. Pleasure was ringing through me and climax was getting too close. Unfortunately it had to end so that I didn't cum and she didn't choke. With a grunt I slipped my length out of her throat.

As my hips reared back she gasped as I exited her throat. My cock ushered from her throat glistening with thick saliva. She panted furiously and tried to catch her breath to collect herself. I removed my fingers from her holes, the ones from her pussy sparkling with Lauren's pungent juices. I was panting myself. My cock ached a little what from the hard tightness of the leopard's throat.

I licked over her pussy one more time and she uttered a weak moan. I chuckled as I pulled my cock away from her face and turned myself so that I once again faced her face. She gave a toothy grin and I grinned down on her.

"Flip over so you can get your reward." She licked her lips and slowly flipped herself over. Her tail brushed by my nose as she turned. She was soon one her belly, her on her knees with her ass nearly sitting on the back of her ankles. I reared up from my knees and positioned my hips behind her. I had been close to coming for a good ten minutes now, and I was ready to cum deep in the Leopards white ass. Her tail jutted above her ass and laid draped over her back. I grasped the base of my cock and pointed it at her tail hole

. My cock was still glistening with her saliva so I felt that was as good of lube as I was going to have. I grasped the base of her tail and pressed my head at the pucker. "Ohhh myyy god yessss..." She moaned as I pressed into her.

"Ohh babe, and I thought your pussy was tight..." I was struggling to press into her ass, but at this point, I just wanted to get off. I snorted and thrusted forward. My fat head just popped into her and her ass tightened around my shaft.

She clamped down onto me and she yelled, "Fuck my asshole good Zack!"

"Oh you have no idea." I groaned, eyes closed. For a second, the world darkened around me, and everything was silent and motionless. I could feel a surge of adrenaline shoot through my heart. I flipped open my eyes to see my hands over a white ass. I did not know the person I was fucking and I didn't care. I could feel a fire burning in my mind. I suddenly found myself pulling the ass to me and impaling my shaft deep into the ass in front of me. I could not hear the body in front of the ass, I only heard feint yells of, from what I could discern, pleasure.

I looked down to see my entire cock buried deep with in this ass, with the back in front of it arching down to the bed beneath it. Then, the yells became clearer and I heard Lauren shrieking in pleasure. With that thrust, I found myself ready to cum. I grunted and thrusted forward, bucking into the soft ass as it held me tightly inside of it. My balls slapped loudly on Lauren's pussy. I grinded my teeth as an orgasm welled up in me. I whinnied as climax over took me and I continued to pound into Lauren's ass.

I felt spooge fly up my shaft and erupt deep into her warm insides. I continued to hump into her and she must have come to orgasm as my balls were slapping much more loudly on her pussy despite my constant speed. The rest of her body slumped down in front of me and her ass only stayed up for the grace of me grasping her hips. I thrusted into her a final time as far as I could reach. I moaned and a little cum dribbled out from her rim. I stepped back from her ass and my softening cock slid from her tailhole, a small stream of seed dripping from her tender rim.

She was still panting audibly as my seed dripped. I reached with my hand and dragged my fingers up from her ass and gathered the cum between her cheeks. She moaned as my large fingers rubbed up her tender pussy and the bridge between her pucker and her cunt. Afterward she flipped herself onto her back and splayed her legs off of the bed, "Thank... Thank you... so much..." She panted as I walked to retrieve my jeans form the floor. I picked them up and shook them. I brought my legs up and slipped them in through the top as I chuckled, "Anytime."

I zipped my fly and heard Lauren shuffle and groan behind me. "Hm, I wish I could taste some of that seed..." She said quietly as I buttoned my jeans. I turned to see her tail waving above her as she face me, leaning her chin on her hand as her elbow rested on the bed. I smiled and walked over to her and unbuttoned my jeans again. They fell one last time to my ankles and I pulled my soft, cum soaked cock to her face. She murred as she reached out her paw and grabbed my soft cock. She stuffed the flesh into her mouth. I smiled down on her and pet her white ears as she looked up with those blue eyes tasting the residue cum from her ass.

She wetted my cock with her saliva, tasting her own ass on my member. After a few minutes she explored around the ridge of my head with her tongue, perhaps to find some secret crevice that the cum was hidden in. Then she removed me from her mouth, a strand of cum-mixed-saliva trailing between my head and her lower lip. My cock fell between my thighs again and I bended down to pull up my jeans. She rose from the bed and sat down before she jumped off.

She had a grimace on her face when she sat, "Oh, I will have to be careful sitting for a while won't I." She smiled as she walked over to her pile of clothing. I got a glimpse of her ass out of the corner of my eye as she leaned down. I chuckled to myself and walked over to the coffee that I had brewed previously. I fished through one of the cupboards and found a mug. I looked inside and it was clean enough and I grasped it by the handle and grabbed at the container under the machine.

I poured the cup about three-quarters up. I set the cup back down on the heating pad. I took in a breath as I had determined myself to acquire a taste for black coffee. Most of the time, it was a losing battle, and this time held little difference. I took a gulp and closed my eyes, trying to cope with the bitterness of hotel coffee without cream or sugar. I must have had a horrible grimace on my face because Lauren was chuckling at me. On top of the flavor, it was still damn hot and that did not help the look on my face.

I pushed it back and eventually forced the hot coffee down. I gave a light grunt as I swallowed. "Ugh, despite anything I do..." and set the cup down on the counter, its contents swishing in the hard placement and I reached for a basket with prepackaged cream and sugar. "I can not, for the life of me, drink a cup of black coffee!" I tore open three containers of creamer and probably six packets of sugar. I poured them into the cup and the black abyss soon swirled into a creamy cloud. I over did it I admit, but the coffee black was surprisingly repugnant.

I took the warm cup into my hands and brought the beverage to my lips. I sighed in contentment, tasting the stark differences between what it was before and what it was now. I saw Lauren walk to the door her hips swaying slowly just over the ridge of my cup.

"Well Zack, I'll be off then. Enjoy your stay." I set down the cup and wiped my mouth on my sleeve, "Yeah thanks, have a nice day." She looked back and smiled before opening the door and walking through it. I heard the door click as she left and I picked up my cup again. I swirled the brown drink in the bottom of the cup as I walked over to the bag. I drank the last swig and set the mug on the bedside drawer.

I picked up my duffel bag from the floor were it must have fallen. I set it on the bed and undid the zipper on top. I unzipped on of the inner pockets in the lining and retrieved my phone. I flicked on the screen and touched to activate the internet. I typed in the address bar "generation-breeding.gov". The screen quickly loaded and I tapped my account code into the appropriate bar and my password in the bar under it. The screen flicked to a different interface, displaying my appointments in town for the day.

I placed my estimated time of arrival in a town before entering it in order to allow people to make appointments for my services. I was a little held up what from my encounter with the police, but I still had time. My first appointment was for in three hours on 815 Gerard Ave. in downtown Marbridge. I smiled, knowing this would give me plenty of time to eat some lunch. I patted my back pocket to make sure I had my wallet and that it was not in my bag. I felt its outline and nodded, clicking the screen off on my phone, setting it in my front-right pocket and grabbed my key-card off the desk.

I took a step and then turned back to gather my coffee cup. I twirled it on my finger and placed it in the sink. I flipped on the water and filled the cup. I turned off the water and walked to the thermostat. It was going to get cold tonight as usual so I cranked up the heat to about eighty. Satisfied, I flicked off the lights and walked out the door into the hallway.

I came back from lunch happy, the hunger I had been ignoring for the past couple of hours finally relieved. I dropped back in my room to grab a coat, a chill already managing to surface as the empty sky, devoid of clouds that would blanket the sky and keep the heat in. The sun was already on its way down to the horizon with the moon already in the sky. After grabbing my jacket, I walked off to Gerard Ave. It wasn't all to far away, just a couple of blocks from the hotel. Mostly middle-class, working furs lived on these streets with their one or two children.

I came to town fairly often for my standards, so the town was more populated than similar small towns that dotted the desert landscape along the highways. People in my profession tended to settle in a town and have people that want service to come to them. I lived in a city yes, but I was on the road fairly often. I found my mind wandering as I walked to my first assignment.

Why did I move around? Why not just let people come to me? I always supposed it was because I never had a serious mate, despite my eagerness to have somebody who truly loved me. Unfortunately, most of the women I meet never quite get past my job and the ones did it, just exploit me for sex. I could not imagine another job for me at this point, but if there was one thing I could change is the conceptions behind what I do.

With so many intimidated by what it requires and with those up to the challenge too shallow to look at me beyond a money well or a good lay. I never woke up and looked at myself in disgust at what I do, I took it more as pride. But the misconception that I was just some swinger really had ruined me for a relationship with most. I was only a matter of time before I found someone. In fact, two weeks after this trip, I had found the love of my life, but that is a different story all together.

I eventually wound up at 815 Gerard Ave. and was standing on the doorstep. I nearly knocked on the red door but my fist froze just before striking it. My eye was drawn to the underlined words of piece of printer paper taped on the door frame, "Wet Paint." I grinned and slowly shifted my hand to the right side of the door frame. I rang the doorbell and I could hear it faintly on the other side. I heard some paws shuffle behind the door and heard it creek a little as the door slowly began to open.

I looked forward as the door opened. At first I could see nobody, simply a picture in front of me. Then I heard, "Can I help you sir?" I was almost startled but I looked down to see a young fox cub standing in the doorway, a slightly curious look about him. He seemed about eleven or twelve and his ear twitched slightly above him. I smiled and looked down at him, "I am sorry yes. Is your mom here right now?"

He pushed the door forward a little, ducking a little behind it. "No." He said quietly. I was a little confused, I was sure this was the right address and I was only five or so minutes early.

I looked down at him a little curious myself, "You aren't here alone are you?"

Suddenly I heard a voice coming from inside the home. "Jeremy, who is at the door?"

His head flipped back, "Some tall man asking about Mom."

The feminine voice called back, "What? Wait, let me get over there." Then I heard a slight padding coming from a the hallway perpendicular to the doorway. Suddenly a orange furred fox girl came from around the side of the door. She walked to the door and looked at me, a paw wrapping around the boy's shoulder and holding him to her side, "Excuse me sir, can I help you?" She said sounding a little worried at this man standing at her door.

I looked her in the face. She couldn't have been more than twenty-one. She couldn't be the one for my appointment. I placed a hand behind my head and scratched the back of it, trying to look a little less menacing. "Hi my name is Zack Ajax. I was set for an appointment at this address to..." I looked down at the boy, "um, help make a cub?" The female fox's eyes lit up seeming that realization had hit her. "OH! My gosh I am sorry Mr. Ajax. I had nearly forgot about that (ehem) appointment."

I dropped my hand from my head, sighed in relief and smiled before grasped the small bag around my right shoulder. "Please, call me Zack." I smiled and she smiled back.

"Well please Zack come in." She opened the door more and I stepped in. I looked around a little, unzipping the front of my jacket while in the warm hall. A quaint apartment from what I could tell. I peaked around a corner to see a small kitchen with a bookcase and a couple of chairs in the corner on one side with the ajar door to a bedroom beyond that. I glanced at the other side to see a carpeted living room with a moderate sized television mounted on the wall faced by a cream colored couch.

As I looked towards the living room, I saw the two foxes to the side of the door with the female bent down a little to the boy's height and she had her paws on his shoulders. They smiled at each other and the boys bushy orange tail began to wag behind him softly. She released his shoulders and he ran over to the couch and threw himself onto it and turned on the TV.

She rose and looked back before turning to me and looking up. "You have a lovely home miss..." Her eyes were looking onto me and mulling over my body, she snapped up after I spoke, "Oh, Kerant, but please call me Joel."

"Okay Joel, is there a place where we can discuss an arrangement?"

She smiled a little, "Of course just follow me." She walked in front of me and I trailed behind her. I couldn't help but notice her nice ass as her tail waved behind her. She led me to a wooden table in the kitchen and sat down in a chair. I pulled one out and sat, the wood creaking as I sat. I saw her thighs shift from over the table as she brought one over the other and held her arms crossed on the table. I heard loud noises from the living room from the TV no doubt.

"Joel, I don't mean to pry, but how are you related to that boy?"

She looked down a little at her arms, "He's my little brother." I leaned in a little on the table causing it to creak as well.

"Do you two live here by yourselves?"

She sighed with a hint of sadness, "Yeah. When I was eighteen, our mother passed away. Our dad had gone in a car accident three years earlier." I felt like I had asked too much, even though I had really asked so little.

"I... I am sorry to hear that..." I muttered out, and cleared my throat.

"Thank you. But with the passing of them both, their life insurance has allowed us to remain in the house and to keep afloat along with my job."

"I don't mean to be rude, but with that situation, it does not seem like the best time to be wanting a cub."

She chuckled once lightly and looked down at her arms, "Yeah that's one of the things I have been thinking about." She looked up at me, her eyes glistening a little as it seemed like she wanted to cry.

"It's just... when I saw the post that a breeder was coming to town I..."

She sniffled a little and gave a small sigh, "My parents being gone is hard on me, but I know it has been even worse for Jeremy. Ever since he has been, well, not quite right. Before they went, you couldn't shut him up if you wanted to." She laughed, a tear managing to roll out of her eye. She sniffed, "But now.... I just feel like, without more family than just me to call his own... he... he won't ever get past them." She looked up at me, another tear falling and they were a little shot.

"I just want him to have a chance to be who he was. He shouldn't have to grow up that fast."

I scooted my chair in and leaned forwards, looking into her eyes, "I can tell you have grown faster than you would have liked too. I have met many unfortunate people in my travels, but your story truly breaks my heart." I moved my shoulders a bit to crack my neck.

"I am sure you have your mind set and you have put a lot of thought into having a cub, so you know that this will be tremendously stressful for you to carry a family by yourself." She sniffed again and clasped her hands with each other, "I just want him to be happy." She managed to say, another tear falling down her cheek and her lip quiver a tad.

I nodded a little, "Okay. Do you need a minute to collect yourself?"

She wiped her eyes with her arm, "No, no. I... I will be fine." I leaned back a little, trying to get her to relax as she took a deep breath in.

"Alright. So first, do we have a private place for the session." She looked over to the ajar door a couple of yards away. "The bedroom should be fine." she gave one last soft sniff.

"Okay, so second, are you abject to kissing?"

She looked back, and spoke quietly, "Um no..." I pushed the chair back and stood up, "Well then we should get started." I leant my hand towards her. She blushed a little as she grabbed it.

Clear of the table, I tugged her towards me and she fell into my arms. She looked a little startled but calmed as I gathered her in my arms. She yipped softly and then looked up at me. I looked down at her with my most caring face and she was putty in my arms. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth slightly. I pushed my muzzle towards hers.

We kissed tenderly, our lips softly touching each other, our tongues not venturing too far. We kissed like this for a minute or so. My call that she needed some tender care was obviously spot on as she began to push her muzzle towards mine, her tongue perusing my lips as we left and then returned. She rubbed her paws on my chest, my seasonal coat brushing through her fingers.

I continued to kiss her as I walked into the bedroom. Opening the door only slightly to let us both in. Her tail swooshed below her, glancing on my leg from time to time as I closed the door with my foot. I pulled my face away though she still pushed her neck up trying to stay connected. She squinted up at me and made a motion like she was going to talk but she was speechless as I laid her out on the bed. She brought one paw and held to my arm as I kneeled in front of her. I leaned over her body, my weight distributed on my knees and my hands sitting just above her shoulders.

I pushed my mouth back on hers again and kissed her tenderly. Our tongues just glanced off of each other as she placed her paws behind my head, rubbing the back of my black mane and pulling me closer. I pulled away from the kiss a little and she continued to push up, hoping to remain in contact. I was tenting my jeans a little now as I looked down at her chest, just covered by her white blouse.

I took my left hand, keeping balance on my right, and rubbed her side. She murred softly as I made my way up her side. I could feel her soft fur through the cotton, ever closing in on her bust. I pushed at the side of her breast lightly. She moaned this time, her paw guiding mine as I touched her. She opened her eyes and smiled a little as she pulled away my hand and brought both her paws to undo the buttons on the shirt.

She looked down as each one opened up the shirt. I took my hand and rubbed her side again while she removed her top. She was a little shy about it, I could see her blushing under one the open skin on her ears. But she wasn't exactly hesitant. She eventually buttoned the blouse down, just a white lace bra around her chest. I rubbed just below her breasts and she murred softly. I eventually moved my hands back and got my fingers around the hook on the bra.

She continued to blush as the hook separated and began to pull back the bra. I removed my hands and placed them just above her shoulders again. I leaned in our lips touched again. As we kissed, I softly grabbed one of her paws and rested it at her crotch. She was unfazed as her other paw moved down and moved my hand away. I placed it softly on her cheek and she pushed into my hand as we kissed.

I heard the rustle of her jeans as she open her button and pulled the zipper. I kissed her once more and moved down to her hips. I tugged at her waistline and pulled the denim pants down her thighs. She was wearing a cute pink thong with a small red bow on the front, the lace wetted slightly by her heat ridden pussy. I could smell her scent wafting towards my nose, her fragrance calling her to be filled. As I pulled the jeans down her lower legs I looked up to see her blushing and almost looking away, trying not to make eye contact.

I chuckled softly, "It is okay to want it. It is just instinct." Her eyes glanced at me and then looked away a little blushing more overtly, "I... I know... its just... I feel so..." she stammered.

"Shh, its alright. Now, if you don't mind me asking, how big of a cock have you taken before." I could see her blush even more by her ears and she looked around searching for an answer. I rubbed her upper thigh to calm her down. After she settled a tad she started to speak again, "I... maybe... eight..." While she spoke I removed my shirt and tossed it to the floor off the side of the bed. She looked up at me, looking for satisfaction from her sentence.

I gave her a non-chalet look and said, "Alright, go ahead and prop up you back with some pillows."

She almost grimaced, "Wh... why?"

I shrugged, "No reason really, just so you are comfortable." I was lying through my teeth, but she needs to be clam before we start or she might have been a little shocked to see what I had in store for her pussy. I didn't like lying to clients, but she was to sweet and innocent. I just couldn't risk getting her anxious before we even started. The job would be harder for both of us that way. She nodded a little and pulled the pillows behind her and lifted her back. She leaned back and the pillows jutted up a little as the push on the middle pulled up the sides.

She still looked a little nervous. I moved my hands off of my button and onto her inner thigh. She moaned as I rubbed the soft fur. I pulled it through my fingers and massaged her thighs a bit. An effect was showing more prominently as I approached her groin. I pressed my fingers around her panties, around the skin still covered with fur. She moaned louder, maybe a little too loud as she covered her mouth with her paw. I pressed down on her panties and she threw her head back, suppressing her moans, perhaps so her brother did not hear her outside.

I rubbed her pussy softly through the fabric, hoping to not get her too riled up. I kept on hand on her pussy as the other began to unbutton my jeans. She continued to moan as my zipper dropped, effectively obscuring the sound of the rustle of them as they fell to the ground. I was half-hard at this point. If I was to get in her before she could be afraid of my length, I would have to be rock-solid.

I started to stroke myself with my hand as my other continued to pleasure her. She paid no attention as me finger worked her out, slightly poking under the fabrics to touch her silky lips. She was pretty wet now, her heat laden scent glistening on my fingers. As I got harder, I pulled her thong slowly to the side. She only noticed the pleasure I was giving her apparently because she didn't turn to see me. I was hard now, the cum left on my crotch and the pre oozing from tip would soon fill the air with musk. It was now or never.

I was careful to not glance eon her clit as I positioned myself just at her lips. Thankfully she was still oblivious, her eyes closed tightly, nearly gnawing on her paw to keep quite. The saliva on her paw had matted her fur a little bit. My head was just resting on her lips and my fingers were but lightly touching her pussy as I moved them to the sides of her cunt. I grunted as I pulled the skin on her slit so it slid away from her vagina and I humped into her. I was looking at her face as I pressed inches of my tool into her.

Her eyes snapped open, a bead of sweat perching on her forehead and her ears twitched erratically. I continued to push into her as she reacted, she pulled back a little bit but was stopped by the headboard behind her. She yipped softly, her eyes shutting again as I pushed into her. I couldn't help but strain as well. She was tight to say the least. Despite my finger stretching her lips the best they could, my girth pushed it out farther, making it look like my finger were pushing in trying to make her even tighter.

She could not help but groan loudly as I stretched her I was grimacing a bit too, moving my hands to her hips, trying to pull her onto me. I could feel precum seeping from my tip and I could see her juices leaking from around her stretch lips and wetting the fur around it. Suddenly, one of my hands slipped off of her hips. I must have touched her clit because she clamped down around me tighter and she was nearly yelping in pleasure, like I had flipped on pleasure switch. I could feel my face cringe at the tightness and I tried to speak past her yelping.

"Please, baby, you have to loosen up of this won't be good for either of us." She squinted at me painfully, as I leaned over her. I just stayed in front of her until she could get used to the stretching. She eventually was reduced to slight panting, her pussy still quivering around my member. She opened her eyes and saw me above her ready to help. I must have hit a chord because she pushed up, placing her lips on mine again. I tenderly kissed her and rubbed the fur on the back of her head.

I whispered between the kiss, "Its alright... It's alright... you can do this." She sighed as we kissed. I could feel her slowly loosening around me, her lips finally stretching to accommodate my girth. I soon I felt some margin of freedom to move. I slowly pulled back my hips. She moaned into our kiss as I pulled out, my length sliding pleasantly on her silk-smooth walls. Then I slowly pushed back in, slower than last time.

She moaned in a bit of pain but I whisper quietly to her and she sighed. After pushing in just shy of her cervix, I pulled back again. I could feel her fluids around my shaft dribbling on the outside as I pulled from her. This rhythm slowly speed up with each forward thrust. She was still fantastically tight, but my movement was left fairly unhindered by it.

She wasn't struggling so much anymore. She was pushing her hips forward a little with every thrust of mine. I soon no longer needed to calm her with kissing and she still moaned in pleasure. She leaned her head back again and I held close, whispering softly to her as my speed increased. My shaft was soon thrusting in and out at a good pace. After a good few steady minutes, her moans became louder and her hands felt over her body more. Her humps into my thrusts became slightly more erratic and jerky and her pussy leaked her heated juices all over her crotch. I smiled as I pulled one hand from beneath her ass, as I was holding her up for a better angle, and moved towards her clit to finish her off.

My other hand lifted her a little before quickly sliding just below her tail, balancing her ass on my large hand as I continued to pound into her. I pinched her clit and she just barely held her scream back by shoving her paw in her mouth. She thrusted her hips down on me with every wave of orgasm. I could tell it was at every wave because at each thrust to me, she tightened considerably. I moaned a little louder each time her clamps massaged my member. I felt her ass tense with my hand holding her just by her tail which I could feel twitching below me.

I continued to drill her throughout her orgasm and she only encased her yells just so. I felt a bead of sweat manifest on my upper cheek and my ass tensing more than before. Her orgasm around me was dying and she was loosening, yet I still continued to approach climax. I placed both my hands on her hips, pulling her into my thrusts. I wished to puncture her cervix but I knew it would be wrong of me to do without warning, and there was no time to talk. I sped up rapidly, pounding into her as beads of sweat formed on my face and on my tense ass. It was eminent now and I pounded the daylight out of her walls while still managing to stay from her cervix.

I could barely concentrate on her, but I thought I heard screams most likely muffled by her paw. I grunted and my face squeezed. With a more audible scream form her, I was set off. I felt my cum churning hot up my shaft that continued to thrust deep into the fox's tight pussy. I felt the air get sucked out of me as my first spurt of cum erupted from my tip. Each subsequent rope that shot on to her walls made it seem like my lungs refused to take in more than half a breath before expelling it violently. I could feel my hot cum surrounding my tool.

I was tuned out to her sounds but I could see her howling as I filled her, my thrusts now slopping and swishing as they entered her again and again. I could only hope her screams were so high and breathless that they could not be heard. The sound of the situation soon clouded around me and I heard the wet sounds of my dick sliding in and out of her pussy, her pre leaking around me as she had apparently orgasmed a second time. She laid there, her climax calmed, rubbing her cheek slowly with the back of her paw. I stopped humping and looked down to see her tail swooshing below me slowly.

"Alright, Joel. When I pull out from you, do your best to held everything in. Okay?" She peaked at me with squinted eyes and nodded with a sigh. I grasped the base of my shaft and slowly pulled my cum-covered, pre-glistening shaft from her again clenching pussy. I saw her face, and she was putting the effort to keep my seed within her. My head just barely popped out of her, and her lips closed off and dammed the river of cum within her cunt. My cock was only half-firm as I pulled form her completely.

Then something hit me, and I just wanted to slap myself.

I had forgotten my bag outside the room....

That bag had the pills that Joel would need to ensure a proper birth down the line. I looked down and scanned the floor for my jeans. I found them bunched up, just hidden by the skirt of the bed. I trotted over to them and began to shake them free of their tangle.

"Do you have to go so soon?" I looked at Joel and she had a little bit of sadness in her eyes, thinking I was going to leave just like that. I dropped my jeans on the bed and approached her face and kneeled down. I brought my hand and stroked the top of her orange-red head.

She murred a little as I spoke softly, "Don't worry, I just need to get my bag from outside." I gave her a little scratch before she looked up at me and nodded slightly. I leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. She smiled as I did so and blushed a little. I turned back to the bed and got my jeans. I slipped my legs through the holes and zipped them up. While I buttoned the top, I headed for the bedroom door. I opened it quietly. As it slid open, making a slight brushing sound on the carpet, I could still hear the sounds of the television from the living room.

I slipped through the small crack I made in the door and closed it softly. It shut softly and I walked over to the entry hall. Without rounding the corner, I nabbed my sack from beside the table and trotted softly back to the bedroom, my steps muffled by the carpeting. I opened the door the same as before and slipped in. I gave a little sigh as I turned around. Joel looked me as I looked down to see her fingering her pussy, a little drip coming from her slit.

She looked a little surprised but soon pulled her cum cover fingers to her mouth. She was blushing but still licked at her cream covered fingers. She slowly lapped at them and them sucked on each finger individually. I looked down at her splayed legs and a small drip of cum squeezed through her lips. I dropped my head and shook it, chuckling as I unzipped the bag. I looked up at her, putting on a more serious face, and she looked at me innocently as her paws dropped to her sides.

"This is the final step that I can help with. I know you will love your cub no matter who he or she is, but you need to make a few decisions about who you want him or her to be like. So first, are you single?"

She looked down, her eyes peaking out from below her face. "No..." Her ears dropped a little and she blushed a tad.

I nodded and asked, "Okay, I assume you want your child a fox so that he or she can connect with your brother?" She nodded, her blush disappearing a little and her ears perking up a tad. I fished out a bottle, looking at the label and placing it back in the bag. The next bottle was correct and I popped it open and shook it to shuffle two pills into my hand, happy to see that just enough feel out. I closed the cap with my index finger and thumb as I grasped the pills in my remaining fingers. I dropped the bag at my side, the pills in the containers shifting on the hard plastic and a shaking sound as they hit the ground.

I walked over to the side of the bed and kneeled down on my knee and looked at Joel. "So, just take one of these before you go to sleep and another when you wake up." I grasped her paw lightly and flipped it up. Her fingers opened up and I placed them in her grasp. I folded her fingers over the objects and looked up at her. She had a warm, but shy smile on her face. I was about level with her and she just looked at me softly. She started to lean in slowly her eyes starting to close.

I leaned in as well, her delicate gaze capturing me for one last kiss. My lips pushed against her's and she leaned into me a little. Our tongues glanced across each other occasionally, our tilted muzzles lightly tied by a invisible cord. She eventually pulled back an inch and I stopped just breathing lightly on her. I started to rise form my kneel. My ear twitch a little. I could swear I heard her whimper a little as I stood up. Suddenly I felt my foot glance by my shirt. I looked to see the cloth on the back of my foot.

I leaned down and picked it up. I slipped it over my head and shook my head a little as I popped on the top. Joel giggled a little and I smiled while I slipped my arms through the shirt. I walked towards the bedroom door.

As I grasped and turned the door knob Joel spoke, "Zack... thank you... for everything."

"No problem. I wish you, you brother, and your kit all the best." She nodded lightly and her smile became very feint.

I grabbed my bag off of the floor and stepped through the door, closing it softly behind me. I walked around the side of the kitchen while zipping up the bag. I came to the front door and dropped my bag. I grabbed my coat from the peg it hanged on. As I slipped my arms through the jacket, I looked over to see Jeremy sleeping on the couch, the T.V. still flickering but the sound softer than before. I could tell he was a little chilled as he had his arms crossed and was bundled almost into a ball.

I slipped my other arm through my jacket and walked over to the couch. He was breathing lightly and made little movement. I looked at the ottoman and saw a black woolen blanket draped over the side. I looked at the fox and reached for the blanket. As I picked up the cloth, the single fold opened. I rose my arms quickly and the cloth followed. I directed it and it slowly settled on the young fox. He sniffed and grasped the blanket pulling it just below his chin. Then his legs shifted under the blanket and he gave a sigh. I gave a half smile and walked back to the front door. I connected the zipper on the jacket and sealed the front. I flipped up the collar, anticipating the chill outside.

I looked down and grabbed the bag on the floor and slowly opened the front door. The wooden sides slightly brushed on the carpet under it. I walked through and closed it softly. I grunted as I left the warmish confines of the house. It wasn't quite dusk yet, so I didn't expect it to get too cold yet. I walked down the steps of the front and a breeze flew past my face. I shivered. There was a cold front blowing in from the North and it was quite palpable. The dry air glanced off my nose and nearly chapping my lips.

I regretted, as I walked North to the intersection, that I had to take out my phone to find my next appointment. I stuffed my hand in my pocket and pulled out my phone, touch a side button that illuminated the screen. I scrolled down the internet window with a flick and stopped, having passed the damn address. I dragged the address up and looked at it, now nearing the intersection.

"813 Milton Avenue" I said lightly to myself. I peered up at the street signs in front of me. "Jona Street and Main Street"

As many times as I came to this town, I never had gotten down the street layout. I considered using a map application on my phone but the last time I tried it I ended up at the hotel and had to ask somebody anyway. No point in fooling with it if I could just ask somebody. I touched the screen off as I looked behind me. I slid my phone into my pocket and made a step towards the small grocery store on the corner, hoping to find somebody inside who could enlighten me on the street layout.

I heard an "ooff" just to my right and felt my shoulder hit someone. I turned to see a gray male husky rubbing his shoulder, "Sorry 'bout that." I muttered rubbing my own shoulder, "Oh no problem, my bad." He said and nodded to me. I gave him a little introspective look as he started walking, "Excuse me. I'd hate to bother you but would you happen to know how to get to Milton Avenue?"

He said casually, "Oh yeah," he turned and pointed down the street, "just head down Main for three blocks and take a left on Jerund Road and another left and you'll be right there. "Thanks"

"No problem." I nodded and he turned and walked into the store front, a ding ushering the, what seemed like, work-dressed canine into the store. I turned myself and took in a breath and shoving my hands into my pockets as another breeze glided past my ears. I made my way down Main street. I crossed the initial intersection without pause and continued on the block. I tried to see the stars that were to be slowly emerging in the desert sky within the next hour. Too bad any light from the celestial bodies was outshined by the luminescent streetlights that casted my shadow on the ground.

There were plenty more people walking around at this time of day. If I lived here, I would do most of my business before dusk where the temperature lays median between the swelter of the sun and the chilling appearance of the moon. I might have not seen the stars but the nearly full moon was easily visible in the night-sky, me only seeing the entire things between the spaces of buildings that passed me as I walked.

I nearly lost count of the blocks I had walked and soon was looking at the street names looking for Jerund Road. Good thing I started looking for not ten seconds later I saw my turn. No need to cross the street, I turned on the sidewalk, nearly hitting my knee on a fire hydrant hidden behind the corner.

"Pretty weird place to put one of those if you ask me." Looking at the metal stub that nearly busted my kneecap. This was a short block. I probably only passed two lights overhead before I went to turn to the street of my hunt. I rounded the corner and saw the first address. I quickly looked at the street sign to see that the addresses would move in descending order as I walked. Apparently, I was on the side with odd addresses so no need to cross anymore streets.

About three doors down I came to the home. It was a fair sized house, well tended front lawn standing in my sight despite the dry conditions. I made my way to the sidewalk leading to the door and pulled my hands from my pockets. I stepped up the doorstep, onto the place-mat and made of fist of my right hand. Three good knocks and my hand dropped to my side. I heard a stirring within the house. I heard the creaking of hardwood flooring that came ever closer to the door. I heard the deadlock shift open and the doorknob turned. The door pulled inside and I perked my head to see a sandy-gray coyote at the door.

"Can I help you?" She said in a cautious but rather sweet voice.

"Yes, my name is Zack Ajax. I am scheduled for an appointment for a breeding?"

She nodded and looked to the side, I assume to look at the clock, "Of course. Hm, just in time. Well please come in Mr. Ajax."

I walked in unzipping my jacket, "Please, call me Zack. And what may I call you?" I looked down on the shorter fur.

She smiled, "Call me Monica." I nodded and angled my shoulders down and my arms back and my coat slipped down, my right hand just grabbing it before falling.

I looked to see her paw held out, "Allow me to take that Zack."

I handed the black jacket to her, "Thank you." She smiled and turned, walking a little away and around a corner. I heard what I suspected to be a closet door slip open. She had walked into the other room and left me in what seemed like the living room. My eyes glanced around until I saw a small end table with a vase of pink flowers behind a couple of famed pictures on the table. I got a good look at the first one. For where I was I could tell it was a canine with the same sandy fur as Monica, standing with a bundle of roses in her paws and she was in a modern looking white wedding dress.

I glanced over at the next picture to see another canine in a tuxedo. However, that was the extent of what I could see as Monica again enter the room again, drawing my attention back to her.

I looked at her a sort of light suggestive smile, "Not to rush you, but do you think we should get started?" She looked at me with a similar smile and walked a little closer. She seemed aroused as per her body language, but she was not so much overcome with lust as other clients I had in the past.

"She must be trying to surprise her husband with a kid." I thought to myself. Such a thing was fairly common among married clientele and I decided it probably wasn't worth mentioning considering she was in no rush and wasn't worried of getting caught in what would at first glance look like a unfaithful escapade. She giggled a little as I grabbed her around her middle-back and pulled her closer, her pelvis bumping against my thigh and my awaking cock pressing lightly on her stomach. She growled a little excited.

What was probably going through her mind at the time was, "This is so we can have a cub, but I might as well enjoy it." My thoughts were interrupted when I felt her paw squeeze my semi-firm member through me jeans. She looked up at me, a sort of toothy smile waiting for a response. I slid my hands to her ass and squeezing making her murr a little.

"So Monica, do you have anything special in mind?"

She murred a little, "Mmm, I don't know. As long as I can get this inside of me." I leaned my head down a little towards her face. She closed her eyes a little and moved her muzzle towards me, "I guess the ends will justify the means." I said, making her giggle a little before our mouths connected.

There was a tad of passion on her side. Her tongue moved around by my lips and she had moved her paws and were rubbing my sides. I slowly shifted my hands up until they cupped her well-sized breasts through her t-shirt. She moaned into the kiss as I moved her tits a little in my grasp. She growled a little now and pushed back on me. Her vibrations were transferred through my mouth. She became even so adventurous as to bite my tongue lightly when it passed into her mouth. She broke the kiss suddenly but still stayed close smiling deviously as she continued her low growl.

She wasn't so much caring about the prospect of the cub now. A carnal lust had overtaken her and she wanted satisfaction. She backed away a little and she reached for her jeans, she still looked at me with the corner of her eye as she unzipped her jeans, her low growl still evident. I took the opportunity to remove my shirt. As I pulled the cotton over my face, her growl got a tad louder and heard the feint movement of her jeans hitting the ground. Just after I opened my eyes, she made quick movements towards me and caught me off guard.

Her nails dug into the fur on my front, my thick coat the only bit that kept me from anything more than a little discomfort. I managed to look at her as she began to claw at me. Under her jeans, which I saw on the floor a fee feet away, she wore a pair of black tight shorts that hugged her groin tightly. I was a little surprised when she held my junk through my jeans in her hands and felt me up. She was smiling toothily as she gave me a rough groping. I held back a smile as I decided to play her game.

I grabbed at her thin white shirt, and grabbed at the collar. Her smile softened but did not disappear as I pulled on the shirt. Thinking I would pull it off, she continued to grope me while I grasped her shirt. My arms tensed as I pulled my arms a part, ripping the shirt down the middle. Her grin only widened as I shed her shirt so forcefully and began to push her onto the couch nearby. She fell backwards lengthwise on the couch and I got on top of her.

"Mm, that's right Zack. I want you to tear off my clothes."

I grinned, "I plan on it." I grabbed at the strings on her bikini style bra and easily unraveled the loose bows with a swift tug, the striped fabric being tossed to the side of the couch. I had not noticed, but Monica had somehow unbuttoned my jeans. I looked down to see her paws messing with my jeans. In that one moment of distraction, she raised her hindpaws further up to my abdominals and shoved me back. The soft pillows of the couch softened my fall as I went backwards. I gave a small grunt as I landed and she quickly crawled up to me and I could feel her pulling down the zipper on my jeans.

I could hear her laughing to herself, probably satisfied with her trick, and she pulled my jeans right down to my ankles and tossed them down. I had not noticed how hard I had gotten and I was almost at full length.

"Oh boy, a big cock for little me. I love it." She smacked her lips and I looked to see her paw start to furiously pump up and down a portion of my shaft. I grunted a little and I felt a spurt of pre fly form my tip. I saw a bit of it hit my stomach and saw the remained glisten slightly on my tip. I could not see the shine for long as Monica's sandy muzzle fell onto my tip. I moaned as she sucked hard on my flared head, sucking up the pre from earlier and another shot that I could feel spurt into her mouth.

I could barely tell that she was now bobbing her head on the top of my shaft but I could definitely still feel the paw that pumped up and down my length. My balls were soon overflowing in her paw as she cupped them. Although they had pulled fairly close to my body in the chilly walk over here, the sack was loosening and my balls moved more freely. That paw of her's cupped and rolled my balls and it only added to the torrent of motions she paid to my cock. I closed my eyes and grunted as she pushed my cock into her muzzle and hit the back of her mouth.

She rolled it in her muzzle, putting pressure on the back of her throat for a second before removing the meat from her muzzle and taking a breath. I opened my eyes in time to see a thick strand of pre-thickened-saliva webbed between my head and her lips. I portion of the translucent glob shifted and soon feel down on my shaft. She began to pump me even harder and I closed my eyes.

I heard her say just out of my dazed presence, "Come on horsie! I want to spread your pre all over!" I felt my head enveloped and my head pushed again into the back of the coyote's hot muzzle. After a similar pause from last time, she pulled off of me and breathed in. I opened my eyes later this time just as a thick strand of pre-laden-saliva fell onto my cock, soon belong spread by her perpetually pumping fist.

I grunted and a spurt of pre dribbled down my cock. This large discharge obviously satisfied Monica as she began to work her tongue over my tool, tasting the pre slathered over my meat. Her paw that had been cupping my balls left for my shaft and joined the twisting, pumping, and licking over my dick. I was grinding my teeth, doing my best not to get lost in the pleasure and remember the task at hand. Her paws were so slick over my cock and with such constant pressure I would swear I was fucking her cunt right then.

She continued for ten seconds and I was struggling a tad in pacing myself. She was making it very hard to actually get to her. Suddenly, my eyes snapped and I pulled her paws off my tool and grabbed at her shoulder. She wasn't so much disappointed as surprised as I pushed her back and push on her shoulder to flip her onto her back. With the other hand I herded her knees up the couch so that she was now kneeling in a doggie-style position.

I moved my hand from her shoulder and pulled both of them to grasp at her firm ass. She murred loudly as I squeezed her ass roughly and then quickly pulled down her shorts down to her knees. Her sandy colored ass was bare now and her pussy was leaking copiously. I grabbed the base of her bushy sand-brown tail and used my other to give her a fast swat on the cheek and then to drag up her juicy cunt. She moaned loudly with each action. I moved that hand to just before her neck and grabbed at the loose skin behind that and held it firm.

She was getting excited by the force as her heat wafted strongly up from her pussy to my nose. Olfactory hormones now feeding into my brain, the pleasure-center started to flash with activity as my cock lined up with her wet lips. I bucked my hips forward hard, not regarding her feelings as she was already quite obviously enjoying herself. I shoved into her until I could fit no more in her unless I pierced her cervix. She was more than willing to take the deep penetration as she moaned louder than she had before, desperately trying to shove her quivering ass back towards my groin.

All that lube from the pre and saliva, not to mention the wellspring of her juices that flowed around my girth and dripped out of her stretched pussy lips, made the slip in fairly smooth if not a little tight. She moaned loudly as I pulled back, my shaft inching from her ass. I pushed back in with a constant pressure and she continued to moan. She wiggled her ass around a tad while I was inside of her greeting a pleasant massaging sensation on my shaft. I moaned myself now carrying a steady pace while I thrusted back and forth.

I held back from breaching her womb only until I felt I was going to cum, almost as a reward for not dragging it out too long. I did after all have one more client that night and I would be cutting it pretty thin if I took too much time breeding Monica. I still did my best to keep her pleasure, which she seemed to appreciate as I could feel her fingers working her clit in front of my cock. She reached her other paw back and was spreading one of her cheeks before plunging a finger into her tail hole. Her pleasuring herself made her tighter and it was quite noticeable.

She was panting and moaning faster, shoving her ass back more and rubbing her clit furiously. Suddenly, my ear twitched a little and I heard a sort of jingling. I was trying to place the sound but my thoughts were interrupted when she started screaming, "Oh my god! I... I am going to cum! OH MY GOD!"

I moaned myself as she clamped down on me and her juices leaked from her lips around my squeezed length. Her tail was quivering in my hand and the light brown tip flicked in the air. I closed my eyes for a second and leaned back my head a little. Then, out of the blue, I heard, "Monica! What is this!"

My eyes snapped open, realizing that Monica and I were not alone. The voice was familiar too. My humping slowed considerably to a crawl and I looked to my side. There stood the same gray husky that I had seen not twenty minutes earlier with a pair of plastic grocery bags at his paws and he just stared down at Monica. I saw her head shifted towards him although her cheek still rested on the couch, her arms, as she had been rubbing her clit and in her ass could not prop her up, so she just looked at him, with my cock deep in her ass.

I had been walked in on in the act before and I have to tell you that it still made me feel pretty bad. I mean I couldn't imagine walking in to see my girlfriend or even my wife with another guys cock drilling her ass. It always made me feel guilty, and for good reason. Just seeing his face was one of the reasons why I usually implored females to consult with their significant others before hiring me. I figured, since she hadn't had brought it up in our first meet, that they had already talked about it.

But apparently, from the look on his face and the shame that I could feel from her, this was far from planned. The husky just stood there, at a loss for words. He looked like he was searching for the right words to describe what he was feeling, but a response was evading him. I glanced down at Monica and she was equally lost, but her tail was dipping down, trying to cower in between her legs, but my cock was blocking it in tandem with the grip I had on the base of her tail. I could hear her whimpering quietly but I doubt the husky could hear it.

She spoke softly and a little hesitantly, "Andrew... I.... I did this... for you..." She was stammering, and I was hoping that she could defuse the situation because any input from me would probably be quite off-putting.

Andrew spoke a little more quickly and rushed, "I don't understand... did you... this man isn't paying you is he?" His eyes were watering a little and he was confused. She whimpered a little more loudly, her tail trying to cower even more.

"No Andrew, I would never do that to you. He..." She searched for words for a second, her hands leaving the attention of her ass and pulling under her and pushing her up.

"Do you remember telling me how you want to have pups?" He nodded a little, sadness leaving him and a sense of confusion became more pronounced.

"Well, he is hear to... help us have pups. He is certified potent." I looked over at Andrew, a look of relief overcame him. As if released from the tension, his legs gave way and he slumped onto the floor, landing on his rump when he hit the wood. His legs were splayed a little and he looked relieved, but the shock had still not left his face.

I cleared my throat, finding an opening to make this into a good thing, "Sorry to catch you off guard like this. I'm sure she could prove her loyalty to you if you come a little closer." He looked up at me. There was no resentment in his eyes, but a little curiosity or even innocent interest.

Monica started to hump a little on me again, and she spoke seductively, "Come on Andrew. Come stick that cock into my mouth. Let me prove myself, please." She was moaning and her voice was definitely catching his attention. His ears perked and he started to stand up. He walked over with a little urgency, and started to pull his shirt off his chest. I started to hump back into her ass. Her tail was no longer trying to hide as it rose straight up into the air wagging as much as my grip on the base would allow.

I saw Andrew shed his shirt and saw it float to the floor. He walked up Monica's head, and her moaning was quite audible. I heard the buckle of a belt jingle and saw a flash of Andrews jeans as they fell to the floor. I could not see Monica's head but from Andrew's expression, it seemed that she was doing her best to comfort him.

I heard him moan to her, "You are a dirty slut for trying to do this behind my back. You are going to show me you can still be good to me." I chuckled, glad that I could help in making the situation less awkward. I could now concentrate on my fucking now.

My other hand that was earlier holding to the back of her neck, was moved to her tail hole. Considering the attention she was giving it earlier, I figured she would appreciate a little more stimulation aside from me scrapping her inner walls with my tool. I popped a finger into her ass and her tail twitch a little. Her ring tightened around my finger and her pussy pressured on my cock as it buried itself in her warm confines. I was fucking her pretty good now, my shaft sliding in and out of her with ease, my finger moving around in her asshole.

I saw that Andrew had thrown his head back and he was moaning loudly. My body was being racked with pleasure, and my ass was tight as I thrusted into the sweet pussy. I could feel pressure welling in my loins after a few more glorious minutes. I could hear the Andrew was getting close as his moans got louder and louder. I licked my lips and gritted my teeth a little as I continued to hump into her. I released her tail and placed both hands on her hips. I was sweating a little from my forehead and I felt my orgasm mounting. I bucked strong and quick, the majority of my cock was thoroughly making contact with her insides. In one final thrust, I pulled her hips hard onto mine and bucked forward.

My head crashed into her cervix and separated it, the tight opening hugging that bit of my shaft with incredible force. I whinnied and came deep within her pierced womb, by potent seed spraying deep within her where it had no choice but to impregnate her. I didn't hear her yell, but her tail was spasming around and her muscles tensed considerably. As she tightened and orgasmed around me, I heard Andrew howl. I saw him move his hands down towards her head and pull her close.

I sprayed countless ropes of hot seed into her. I could feel each jet fly up my shaft and explode out of the end. After the stream had slowed to a trickle, I exited her womb and humped into her lightly. As her muscles settled and her lips released their death grip, small trickles of cum began to leak from her.

"Monica, keep tight so it all stays in." I heard a muffled grunt and her lips tightened around me again. I rubbed her ass with my hands and her tail wagged side to side in front of me.

"Good girl." I said rubbing her fur comfortably. I groaned and started to pull out of her sticky confines, my tool ushering from her depths with a film of cum and Monica's juices. My semi-firm length pulled from her and dropped between my thighs. She moaned more clearly before and turned over. I looked over at her face and she had a strand of cum or two on her lips.

She smiled up at me, looking a little worn out, then she glanced up toward Andrew who petted her ears softly. I patted her thigh and walked over to gather my clothing. I grabbed my jeans, shaked them straight, and slipped my feet through them. I pulled up the zipper and clasped the button in its place. I ignored my shirt for the moment and walked towards my bag before I forgot to distribute the respective medication. I looked through the labeled bottles until, after I seemed to sift through the entire bag, pulled out the correct container. I twisted open the bottle on the way back to the couch. I tipped the plastic container and four purple colored pills fell out into my hand. I recapped the top and placed the bottle in my pocket, careful not to drop any of the pills in the process. I looked down at the couch to see Monica snuggled into Andrew's chest fur and giggled, while the kneeling husky licked at her nose and cheeks.

I almost hated to break up the moment, but this was important, "Hate to interrupt, but if you want to have a pup like both of you and not like me, and I assume you do, then you two have a little assignment to assure that your kid looks like a mixture of you two."

Andrew licked her face again, she giggled, "Alright what exactly do we need to do?" Andrew sat on the couch and laid Monica's head in his lap and he looked up as well.

I held out my hand. "First, each of you need to take two of these pills." They nodded and each held out a paw. I dropped two in each of their paws. Monica closed her hand over them while Andrew opened his mouth and threw them in, swallowing them within seconds of receiving them.

Monica hit his thigh playfully, "Show off."

I chuckled, "Second, between now and this time tomorrow, in order to get husky DNA to the egg, you," I pointed at Andrew, "you need to cum in her at least five times." He looked at me a little shocked , his mouth a little agape.

"Wh... what?" I closed my eyes and nodded, "Yep."

He just stared at me, a glint of happiness flashed over his eyes.

Monica rubbed his chest fur with her paw, "Well, we will just have to spend the day together." He looked down and smiled, his mouth closing slightly. I smiled and suddenly saw my shirt on the ground. I picked it up, happy to not have to search for it and slipped it on. My head popped out to see the couple making out with each other. I almost interrupted but threw my hand to my mouth.

"I'll just find my jacket and leave them alone for a sec." I thought silently. I dropped my hand slowly and turned, walking back towards the door. I removed the bottle from my pocket and shoved it in the bag and zipping it up. I stood up and wandered into the next room, hoping to find where Monica had set my jacket. I went around the corner in the next room and scanned the area. It wasn't folded over a chair or anything but I did see a slightly ajar closet door. I walked over to the closet, noticing my steps creaking the hardwood floors with each step.

I opened the door quietly and pulled the dangling chord in front of me and a light flicked on in the dark closet. I scanned over the hanged clothing and recognized my jacket. I pulled it off the hanger, which swung on the bar. I turned off the light and softly closed the door. I walked back to the living room to find the Andrew dressed in his jeans but still had no shirt and Monica had only put back on her bra, considering I tore her booty shorts and shirt off. She was starting to pull her jeans up as I approach them.

Monica stood as she zipped her jeans. I held out my hand to say goodbye. I saw her glance over at Andrew and saw her ears fold back a little. He smiled and she perked back up before turning back to me and prancing up to me. She pushed my hand aside and hugged around my chest. I sighed as she hugged around my chest, I lightly hugged back, rubbing her back a little.

She had her chest pressed against mine, so I could feel her breast rub against me through the bra that she wore. "Thank you for the cum Zack." She said sweetly before giving me a peck on the cheek. She giggled and released me to walk back to the couch. Andrew walked up to me this time. I smiled, fairly sure he didn't care much for a hug. I put out my hand and he grasped it.

After a quick shake I said, "The circumstances may not have been the best, but it was nice to meet you."

"Likewise." He said with a smile. He released my hand and I nodded before walking over to get my bag while I slipped my jacket on. I zipped up the coat and flipped up the collar, positive the chill was quite palpable by this time of night. I reached for my bag and slung it around my shoulder.

"Goodbye! Have a good night!" Monica said, Andrew's arm wrapped snugly around her side. I smiled and waved, before I opened the door. I nearly stopped as a gust of wind flew on me, which made me cringe a little. I made it a point to get through the door before I stopped to stuff my hands in my pockets. After closing the door, I did just that and sighed out in a slight shiver as the unforgiving wind whipped onto my face. I pulled my shoulders up, ducking my head as much as I could into the coat and walked off the front step.

I groaned when I realized I had to check my phone to know where my last appointment was. I moved slowly for my phone, afraid to be chilled to the bone in the process. I sped up suddenly and tugged my phone from my pocket, immediately turning on the screen and searching frantically for the address.

I suddenly found it, "302 Silver Peak Drive" I was relieved when I remembered passing that very street on the way to here. I stuffed my hand back into my picket along with my phone, turning off the screen within the safety and relative warmth of my pocket. I took a right onto the main sidewalk and made my way to the corner. I pulled out around the corner and walked quickly to the next corner, all together cognizant of the chill around me and the incessant wind that refused to cease during my entire night. I turned the next corner to the sidewalk of Main Street.

Even with my sense of urgency, I managed to noticed how very bright the stars were now, despite the glare of the overhead street-lights. I had the stars as my company many a night and could even recognize a few constellations. I located Orion's Belt and eventually found the rest of his body. Behind Orion, followed Canis major and minor. Traditionally the Cani are chasing the hunter, but, considering the times I had seen them in the winter sky, they seem more and more like companions to my eyes

. I flicked my eyes a little and found above Orion Taurus, the bull. The rest of the stars hid their patterns that night. From what I could tell, the moon was sitting in the east and it seemed like the hunter was aiming to shoot the moon through the middle, like it wanted the sun back to replace it. During my viewings, I managed to take the right turns to get on Silver Peak Drive, turns which incidentally all were right, rather than left, turns.

This had worked out well because, based on my turns, I had come to the even address side of the block where my destination would be. I still walked quickly scanning over the addresses to find the correct home. I slowly began to approach what seemed like the biggest house on the already expensive street. I sighed as I walked up the large driveway, the wind gusting violently, my ears barely stood against the torrent of frozen desert air. I came to the door and knocked, immediately stuffing my hand back into my pocket. I heard light footsteps come to the door.

The large wooden door opened. "Can I help you?" I heard the female voice and looked up. There stood a doe with a pink silk night gown that just barely obscured her large breasts and just stayed over her crotch. I was a little surprised by how she was dressed but I didn't let it show, "Hello. My name is Zack Ajax and I have an appointment here to breed a female."

I saw her eyes look down over me, "Mmm, so you are him are you." She looked back up, no real excitement was in her eyes and she seemed a little apathetic. She sighed lightly and held the door as she turned around, "Well, get in here then." I walked in and , although I was dying to get into the warmth of the large house, I still walked casually into the doorway. I closed the door and set down my bag. I was a little in awe of the room I was in.

It was expansive with high ceilings and white, and ornately detailed, plaster walls with delicate edging where the wall connect with the floor. The floors were of an exotic marble with flicks of blue and black. The room was likewise filled with furniture.

"Here is the basic jist of my situation." She said trying to get my attention. I snapped back to her and she looked to continue.

"My husband is a very proud bull and takes great pride in his sexual ability. He insists to me that he, unlike most, is a potent and virile male and should be the one passing his genes out around the country. That is where you come in." She said to me and turned around and placed her hands on the wall now in front of her and stuck her ass out. Her white tail flicked out from under her silk garment and brought the silk up over her ass.

"Tomorrow, when he returns from a business trip, he intends fuck me until he is sure to have a child and prove himself. I personally don't want to listen to the excuses he will make up for when he doesn't get a kid or to have him fuck me every time he decides that he has suddenly become potent. I am in heat, so fuck me so I get pregnant and he feels satisfied with himself enough to forget about the prospect."

I sighed, "Fine." I ran across these sort of people sometimes in my journeys, and if I had refused her, she would just hire the next person of the profession that happens to blow through town. I grinned as I slipped off my shirt. The least I can do is fuck her so good that she will hold that the real father of her child could fuck her senseless and make her beg for more. This was just what I needed to cap the night: the chance to fuck somebody into a new perspective. She unfortunately did not know what she was going to go up against.

I unbuttoned my jeans and they soon fell around my ankles, my cock already hard, happy to fuck a person so set in their ways. She without turning spoke once more , "Fuck me anywhere and however you want, so long as you cum in my pussy and cum quick."

I smiled deviously, "So anal is fine?"

"So long as it makes you cum faster."

I chuckled to myself and my plan was set. I walked behind the doe and looked at her tail pointed in the air. I had no reason to stray so I lined up with her tailhole and bucked forward. She only grunted as I penetrated her star, stretched her tight around my girth. I slowly buried myself into her ass. I slid more length into her until I grinded to a halt and hilted her.

She chuckled lightly, "You have some size, I will give you that."

I chuckled back and slapped her ass, "Oh, you haven't seen anything yet." With that I quickly pulled nearly my entire shaft form her ass. She gave bit of a pained groan as the friction of my cock tugged at her inner-ass. I then violently shoved my entire length back into her ass. She yelled this time but tried to quite herself, pretending that I was only a little more talented then most that fucked her. I gave a slight pause as I hilted her, giving the chance for her regret allowing anal. She had too much pride to tell me that this was too much, and I knew she was going to do her best to keep a sense of pride, no matter what I did to her.

I pulled from her and thrusted back into her in rapid succession now, and I could feel that she was struggling to keep back her screams as I fucked her ass raw. I saw her arms get wobbly as they tried to keep her from falling forward. I was pulling hips into mine and my balls slapped hard on her pussy with each full thrust. I was comfortably riding her, fucking the daylights out of her without a warm up. I looked down at her rim and it was puffed and red from the friction on it, yet her pride persisted.

Her body was trying to pull away from me, calling the pain that her pride demanded. I felt little remorse as I plowed through her. One way or another, I was going to make her respect the child she would have and know what it took to get that cub and the pain, and soon embarrassment, she endured. Despite her pain, and considering my balls did not cling to my body because of the heat in the room, I could tell her body liked the sensation, as I could feel the wet slaps of my balls on her pussy. After I started to hear her inadvertently release some repressed whimpers, I cut her some slack and pulled myself from her ass.

Her muscles were tense as I pulled out from her. I could tell her relief when I pulled out from her ass as her thighs and legs loosened. She probably expected me to fuck her pussy now and be done with the ordeal, but she had not broken, and I wasn't leaving until the job was indeed done. I hit the back of her knees lightly with my foot and she was forced to kneel and sit on the heels her feet. I quickly shifted to her face as she realized what had happened.

She tried to speak, "What was tha-" I cut her sentence by stuffing my cock in her mouth. She tried to pull back but I had my hands on the back of her head. Her hands pushed against my thighs before she looked up at me. She had tears in her eyes what from the rough anal, but she looked up at me irritated. I chuckled, "If you don't clean me up, I can't fuck you pussy could you could get an infection and not get bred properly. You are going to have to clean off anything your ass left behind so I can cum in you. Understand?"

She sighed a little and looked down at my cock, still a little annoyed and she dropped her hands off of my thighs and brought one to grasp the base of my cock. Still annoyed, she bobbed shallowly on my tool. Each time it lined up to go in her throat though, she pulled back and kept herself unbreached. I still held the back of her head, and I decided she wasn't going to call the shots.

I grunted, "It all has to be clean bitch." Before I pulled her muzzle down on me. Her hand squeezed around my base and her eyes closed tightly as I pierced deep into her throat. I filled her throat as much as I could fit at this angle into her. She gagged around me, desperate for air that she could not take in. I held for only a few seconds before pulling out of her throat. She took in a deep breath in through her nose as I receded from her throat. Were it not for her pride holding her back, she probably would have bit down to end the deepthroat. I was sure enough of her pride to put my own junk on the line to teach her lesson.

I let her catch most of her breath before I pulled her back down. She gagged again around my girth. This time, a saw a small tear escape her eye, a tear that I feel she had desperately tried to hold back. After a few more second than last time, I pulled out of her throat again. She panted through her nose heavily to catch her breath, another tear falling from her eye. I moved my hands more around the side of her head now and lowered myself down, back laying on the floor and neck arched to see her. She leaned forwards a bit and her hands fell to support her on either side of my hips. She looked up me, trying to still put up a front of resilience, but shallowly hidden below the facade was a rather pitiful gaze.

"Last one. Now be sure to get it good and-" I tensed up my arms, "clean!" and with that I pulled her back down on my cock. I pulled her muzzle all the way down until her lips were resting on the fur above the base of my shaft and at the base of my sack. I moved one hand to the back of her head and the other pulled my balls up close to her bottom lip.

"Stick out your tongue girl." Though she continued to gag, she pushed out a bit of her flat tongue that desperately lapped at a small bit of my sack. It was not so much for pleasure as it was to break her. She was close, and my final act would make her see my intentions. I pulled her off now and took my tool completely from her. She gasped desperately for breath, each breath so close to my head that leaked pre from the tip. She was still gasping for air when I grabbed her from under her arms and brought her so that her back laid on my chest and her head was just above and to the side of mine. She was still panting as her legs parted and my hips aimed my head for between her thighs.

She still panted and I could see from under her that she cocked her head to see my cock approaching her pussy. My hips bucked up and I impaled her on my cock. She gave a yell, but it was different from all the rest she had uttered that night. This one wasn't resentful or surprised. It didn't hold anything back, so to speak. There was no pride holding her back, and I felt that she was prepared to enjoy this. I pulled nearly out and thrusted back up into her. She gave a loud moan. Her silk robe was draped delicately over my shoulders and my arms.

I reached up, and cradled her breasts in my large hands. She moaned as I cupped them and felt them, my thrusts also becoming more constant and pushing farther into her silky insides. Her moans and yells continued unrepressed and, after all the work-up, I could feel an orgasm welling up in me. I started talking to her, using my voice to pierce her moans as my climax mounted.

"Say my name. Tell me who is taking you at this moment." At that moment I thrusted deep into her, breaching her cervix and passing into her womb.

She orgasmed around me and yelled out into the expansive room, "Zack Ajax!" She came hard around me and I whinnied loudly as my seed flew up my length and exploded from my tip. I shot my entire load deep into her womb, coating her fertile walls with a torrent of potent spooge. She continued to yell and come around me after my orgasm, her juices leaking copiously over my crotch. When she had finished, she went loose and her muscles limp. She panted hard as I could hear and could feel as I continued to hold her tits. I pulled out of her delicately and her arms moved back and tried to rub the mane that trailed down my neck.

Though her muscles went limp, her pussy still held tight, even after I left her, maybe holding onto what I had deposited in her. I slowly rose with her in my arms. I walked over to one of the lavish couches in the living room and set her down lightly on the soft fabric. She sighed but still looked at me. I turned and walked to my bag by the door. I leaned down and unzipped the bag and pulled out the correct bottle. I shook four pills into my hand and then capped the bottle. After depositing the bottle, I zipped the bag and returned to the doe. I set the pills on the coffee table next to her. She looked up at me, her eyes nearly closing shut.

"Take two of these and give two to your mate. If you don't, there is a chance you will have a horse like me, and he will know what happened. Treat that kid right and remember what you went through to bring the kit life. Hold the kid precious, they are all beautiful things." I turned and walked over to retrieve my jeans. I slipped the them back on and replaced my t-shirt back on my torso. I grabbed my bag and my jacket. After slipping on my jacket, flipping the collar of course, and slinging the bag over my shoulder, I opened the heavy wooden door and closed my eyes in preparation for the cold. I walked out, braced for a cold gust. I closed the door expecting the air and gust up and slap me in the face.

A stood for some ten seconds, hands stuffed deep in my pockets, shoulders up and head ducking as far as it could into the collar of my jacket. I peaked open my eyes to find myself still warm within my clothing. My neck extended from my collar. The lightest of breezes brushed across my neck, almost pleasantly.

"What happened?" I bemused myself as I walked down toward the sidewalk. I was still on guard, waiting for the treacherous winds to attack me in a time of weakness. But, aside from the same breeze from moments ago, the only air movement came from me walking cautiously to the sidewalk. I peered up at the boughs of the trees on the block. Even the tallest leafy points swayed calmly, passing in front of the bright stars. The streets were empty, as if the fantastic gusts from before had swept every person off their feet and took them away. I reached the sidewalk, and still little breeze stirred the chilled air.

I looked around one more time as I stood at the end of the long driveway to the home I had just exited, feeling as if God had stepped onto the sidewalk and the world froze around his presence. But he was not there, and the calm night remained of unknown origin. The night remained still, the stars twinkling gracefully beyond the lights above the concrete that my feet rested on. I took in a breath of the calm air, feeling as though it was a facet of the city that I had never seen before but had always slumbered under the hustling and kinetic nature of the metropolis.

The entire walk to the hotel shared the same ambiance of silent wafts of air. I was in a sense of awe and curiosity for the entire walk. I could not imagine why it would settle so peacefully and so quickly. It wasn't a quite before a storm as I came to realize. There must have been faster breezes above as the few nighttime clouds that had formed sailed across overhead. Even as I approached the hotel, there was nobody around. It was only about ten o'clock and the streets were vacant, devoid of the busy shuffling of the people of the town.

I walked into the lobby of the hotel and the lights were dim. I saw a different receptionist from before sitting at the desk, reading a magazine. She didn't even notice from what I could tell as I made my way behind her and to the stairs. I proceeded up and turned to my room. I reached into my pocket and retrieved my key-card. I came to the door and slid in the card. The green light flicked on above the knob and made a small beep. I removed the card and walked in. I was happy that while I was gone, the temperature had indeed become warm and inviting.

I slung my bag off my shoulder and shed my jacket, tossed it over to the kitchen counter where it draped over it. I walked to the table by the bed and reached for the contents of my pockets. I placed the card, my wallet, and my phone and placed my bag by the stand. I shed my shirt as I walked to the bathroom. I flicked the switch and the overhead light flickered on. I tossed my shirt and it landed in the porcelain basin of the sink.

I picked up the seat of the toilet and unzipped my fly. I proceeded to relive myself, flushed, and then shed my jeans altogether, the denim bundling on the floor. Now in the open, I stretched and took a deep sigh. I tensed my shoulders and spread them out in their entire span. I closed my eyes and pushed my chest forward, reeling my pelvis back and leaning my head back. My pulled my tail up so it moved back. I held the position for a few seconds in positive divinity at the sweet stretch.

"Mmm, that is nice." I said aloud to myself and ended the stretch. I sniffed and rubbed my nose with my arm as it was still fairly cold from the walk. I moved to the shower and pulled back the plastic curtain. I peered on the side that I had revealed and rolled my eyes when I had moved the wrong side. I gave a quick sigh and shifted to pull the curtain the correct direction. I was relieved when my sanity was complemented and there was indeed a shower head on this side.

I leaned over bracing one hand on the wall and adjusting the knob on the wall for hot water. I moved it all the way to the left and then a bit to the write, I mean I didn't want to fry when I walked in. I pulled the knob out and water began to rush out from the lower faucet. I pulled a tab and steamy water sprayed from the shower head and the little droplets splashed on the inner tub. I pulled the curtain over so the water did not splash all over the floor. I walked over to the sink. I reached my left hand and placed it on the base of my right ring finger.

I twisted at the sliver ring on the finger and placed it down on the counter. Then I reached my arms behind my neck and unclasped my sterling silver necklace. It took a second, but it eventually came of and I set it on the counter where it coiled. There was by now a plume of steam ushering from the top of the curtain and around the sides. I stepped up to the mat below the shower and check to see that there was a towel within easy reach of the shower. A couple along with a washcloth hanged on the bar above the toilet. I picked up the washcloth and pulled away the curtain on the back end of the shower.

I quickly stepped in and closed the two layers of curtain behind me. I stepped into the water and groaned in satisfaction. The temperature was just right and the sweet water was soaking into my chest fur. I moved my head into the stream and shook it around, wetting my mane and face. I rubbed my eyes and sighed happily before turning allowing the water to cascade on my back and down my legs. I looked over to the wall where there hanged a metal basket with a bottle of shampoo and conditioner.

I reached my left hand behind my back with the washcloth and let the stream of water wet it thoroughly. With my other hand I grasped the bottle of shampoo and popped open the top with my thumbnail. I brought my left hand from behind me and held the washcloth up. After tipping over the bottle, a stream of light-blue soap fell out. It landed in the palm of my hand and on the washcloth. I set the bottle back in the basket and brought my other hand under the washcloth.

I was sure to spread the soap over the cloth and rubbed my hands together. I lifted my arm and rubbed under my shoulder and the top right portion of my chest. I repeated for the other side and then made my way to down my torso and on the font of my abdomen. I leaned and trailed down my legs, reaching my feet before rearing back up and the down the other leg. I reached for the shampoo again and squeezed the bottle over my crotch. After a bit of soap had landed on my groin, I capped the bottle and placed it back where it was previously.

I took the washcloth and lathered my groin with the soap. Being in a good bit of use today, it desperately needed to be cleaned. I used to shower before each appointment. I eventually came to realize that the my musk affected the heat of females in a rather good way. At this point, this was so I could feel clean and not so much for business. I lathered my shaft and my balls fairly well as my cock perked up a little from the attention, but that was as far as the attention would go for the night. I turned facing the stream and dropped the washcloth.

I ran my fingers through my fur, making sure that any sand and dirt was well flushed from it. Pools of foamy soap fell down my legs and rolled down the drain. I reached for the soap once more and poured some into my hand. I rubbed the soap all in my hair and mane as it was now dripping behind me. Then I bent my head down to let the water flush out the soap. I stood there for a minute or two, mulling over the day. I sighed, cognizant of the road trip tomorrow on the final stretch towards home. Well, almost. I had to stay a little North and was going to go visit Mom and Dad. That had moved from home more into the country side a couple of years ago, hoping to find some peace and quite among the swaying boughs of the trees.

After a few weeks around them, I would head back home. Incidentally, it would be there that I met my mate, but, again, that is another story. I flipped my head back and water flew from my mane. I reached for the conditioner now and squeezed some in my hand. I used much less conditioner as opposed to shampoo just because I only used it in one place and mostly just because it was around. I reached behind to my neck and rubbed the white conditioner into my mane. After a minute of lathering, I moved my head forward again to wash out the soap.

After it had washed out, I took a deep breath, filling my lungs with the soothing humid air, and then turned off the water flow. It trickled from the shower head for a second before the drip shifted to the lower faucet. I bent down and retrieved the washcloth, casually tossing it onto the metal basket for the soap. I pulled back the double curtains and stepped onto the bathroom mat. I grabbed a towel from above the toilet and rubbed my face into it. After that brief drying I brought it behind my head to dry my mane. I worked my way down my body, drying it the best that I could with the towel.

I managed to remove most of the water except for in the places where my winter coat was thick. I rubbed the back of my neck and walked over to the sink. I tossed the towel behind me and reached for my necklace and wrapped it around my neck, being sure to secure the clasp on the back. I slipped my ring back on , sure that if I didn't I would forget them in the morning. Being a little to lazy to go to my bag to get my toothbrush, I opened the complimentary brush by the faucet.

I found a small tube of toothpaste and squeezed some onto the brush. I brushed thoroughly, sure to keep my teeth clean and white. I spat out the frothy paste and turned on the water. I cupped my hand and gathered some before swishing it in my mouth and drinking another handful. I spat the fluid into the sink. I rubbed a hole through the fog on the mirror in front of me and looked around in my mouth. With nothing being missed, I cleaned the brush under the stream of water. I set down the brush and turned off the water.

I grabbed my jeans and my shirt and folded them up. I opened the door and the steam disappeared. I walked over to my duffel bag and unzipped the top. I placed the folded clothing in the base and took out some boxers, a shirt, and some more jeans. I slipped on my boxers because I anticipated seeing my parents tomorrow and was just being careful.

I slipped on the rest of my clothing and lower the bag form the bed and zipped it up. I yawned and walked over to the light switch and flicked it off. I managed to find my way to the bed and pulled the covers back. I slipped myself in flipped the covers back over. I smacked my lips and closed my eyes. I folded my hands so that they were behind my head and I leaned back into the pillow. I listened to the low murmur of the wind outside the window, eventually drifting away.

When I awoke, I immediately sat up. I scratched my head and squinted a little as the sun shot a ray on my face through a crack in the curtains. I grumbled, "Just my luck... Now why did I sit up?" I rubbed my eyes and look forward into the dark hotel room. The sun must have been pretty low to hit me in the face while I was across the room from the window. My hands fell to my side and I looked down.

"I was dreaming of... something." I said to myself. That's the funny thing about dreams, if you don't immediately make the effort to remember them, they just fade away into some future Deja Vu. I shrugged and flipped the covers off of me, and slid out of the bed. As per my morning ritual, I immediately lowered to the floor. I moved my hands under and parallel to my shoulders and took a deep breath. I made it a point to do at least one hundred push-ups when I had a bed to sleep in and it kept me fairly active for the morning.

It did not take long at all to finish and I started to rise from the floor. I hit my foot on my duffel bag as I stood out and repressed a groan. I used my foot to slid the bag a foot or two away. I walked towards the my small backpack and slung it around my shoulders, doing the same with my jacket on the kitchen counter. I placed my phone and wallet into my pocket, leaving the card for the management.

I grabbed my larger bag in my other hand and made my way to the door. I pulled down the handle with the back of my hand and the door clicked. I left the room and the door slowly closed behind me. I pulled my bag a little onto my shoulder and made my way to the lobby where I heard voices. As I lowered the stairs, I saw a breakfast buffet out to the side. I walked over but wasn't exactly wanting to get in line. I simply grabbed a couple bananas and an apple and walked to the front desk. I set down my bag and the black cat at the front desk smiled up at me.

"How may I help you?"

I smiled back, "Yes, I am checking-out of room 219." She nodded and turned to the computer. She tapped a few keys and turned back.

"Thank you sir, have a nice day."

I nodded, "You too." I grabbed my bag and turned towards the front door. I thought back to make sure I had my jacket and nodded when I saw it at my side. Satisfied, I left out the automatic doors and down the long driveway. I peered over at the valet furs dressed in red coats. They looked at me hopeful to take my bags. I passed them and they turned their attention to the next person out of the door. It was still a little cold as the sun had only just risen. I soon approached my car and set my bags on the sidewalk.

I walked to the front and pealed back the cover. A little sand brushed off the cover as I lifted it back to the rear. I realized I had left my keys in my jeans that I had placed in my bag the night before. I sighed and left the cover by the back. I kneeled by my bag and shuffled through its contents to find my jeans. I search the right-hand pocket and got the keys. I rezipped the bag and came to the passenger door. I unlocked the door with the keys and opened the door.

I slid up and back and I reached on the side of the door to open the trunk. After pressing the button, the trunk opened. I walked to the small trunk and stuffed the cover in the correct compartment. I am sure the trunk would be larger if part of the engine wasn't housed just on the other side of the wall in closing the trunk from the rest of the car. I walked and grabbed my duffel bag. I gave a grunt as I placed it in the back and pulled the back down, securely closing the trunk.

I made on final trip to the side walk to gather my jacket and medicine bag. I slid in through the passenger door and reached up to close it. I opened the glove compartment and deposited the bag. I shut the compartment and slid to the driver's side, leaving my jacket where I was a second ago. I reached into my pocket for the keys and they slipped smoothly just behind the steering wheel. I twisted the key and the dash lit up and the engine started and began to rumble quietly. I reached for my sunglasses and pulled the car into drive.

I had to go East so I needed to turn around. There was no traffic coming against me this early so I took a left and started East. I was happy to have put on my sunglasses as the sun bolted to my face. I cruised through the blocks before reaching the highway.

I reached the highway and what seemed like the same sands that had followed me into town were happy to greet me as I left. It wasn't long before a cloud of dust and sand trailed behind me. I flicked on the radio and turned it low. I set my gaze on the mountains in front of me, the sun just over its peaks. I took a deep breath and sped away into the distance, as if I had never even entered Marbridge to begin with.

But something left with me this time. I had the image of that delicate leopard that I held in my arms just as I began my stay in town. Her face looking up at me stayed in my mind as I stared into the distance. The first culmination of my flesh and blood that I had met first hand. It was sad and magical to be leaving the town, with knowledge that the people I left, Lauren, Dawn, Joel, Monica, that doe... That doe flashed back into my mind for some reason. She quickly faded into the recesses of my mind, but her facade was soon replaced by the vague silhouette of another. I could not place it for the life of me, as if it was not a person that really existed. My thoughts as I drove away were left with the face of Dawn, the first child of mine I had met, the dawn of the sun, creeping over the snow capped mountains, and this sort of Deja Vu of a silhouette flickering back and forth in my mind, almost debating which was more real.

Well, there you have it. Long for my standards so thanks for staying tuned through it. Please, please, please, give me comments and feedback on this one. This is my first first-person story and I am anxious to see how well it worked. My great thanks to you for reading and I anxiously wait to see your comments.