Backstage Dance 6

Story by TikTikKobold on SoFurry

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Michelle lets loose and gives in to her desires

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He chuckles, leaning in, his kiss now going for her neck. “You didn't answer my question yet."

Michelle tilts her neck, shuddering at the feeling of those warm, plush lips upon her body. “Ahah… take it slow. I can't handle too much intensity."

“How slow?" He asks, kissing down her collar, letting the loud smacks and smecks fill her ears with anticipation as her body feels those fairy kisses dancing down her form.

“N… not too slow… you can.. Ah… do what you, oh, did with Brianna."

“But more tender," says the otter, getting to her breasts. “Is that what I'm hearing?"

“Y… yes!" she gasps, pushing her chest up to get closer to his kisses. But he's already down lower, peeling her dress further and further down her body, peppering those kisses around her navel.

“Ah… aaah….?"

“Have you ever been treated this well before, Michelle?" He asks, his voice rumbling deep in his throat, a lusty growl rising up from him as he goes down beyond her belly button and to her womb, placing little kisses here and there where the warmth in her belly is the hottest.

Michelle squeezes her eyes shut, squirming, but he grabs her by the sides, pinning her down with a squeezing grip, kissing further and further, yanking the dress down past her hips and to her thighs, leaving only her underwear as a barrier between his lips and her mouth.

And his lips and his teeth, set to work, nipping at the fabric by the hem and tugging it down. Inch by inch, the underwear pulls away, the already wet pair bunching up at Michelle's thighs at the actions of the femboy. With her garments tied up by her knees, she can't spread her legs very much, but that doesn't stop him from getting in close, rolling out his tongue, and pressing his lips against her own lips.

It's a teasing thing, licking and kissing and slurping while her thighs can open only so far. He's able to get deep in there, his tongue slipping up and down, his humming breath sending vibrations through her core.

She remembers what he did to Brianna. How he got her to completion with just his tongue. But as she feels that wonderfu tongue, she feels a pressure building up, not just within her, but at her mind, in her lungs. She opens her mouth to scream and shout, but the words that come out, she can't believe she utters.

“Andi, aha… please… fuh… fuck me!"

Brianna's eyes widen at this explosion, tightening her grip on her leg, biting her lip.

Andi pulls his mouth away, licking his lips and wiping them off with his arm. “Oh, is that what you want?" He asks, shifting and sitting up. “And I'm guessing you want it to be nice and slow and tender?" He speaks this, sliding his hands down his body, over his neck, his chest, down his sides to his hips, hooking his hands at his panties.

“No."

He pauses, a smirk growing on his face. “Oh?"

“I… I want to scream and shout and lose all sense!" She says this, pushing herself up, grabbing onto her garments and awkwardly pulling them off, tossing her dress and her underwear to the ground in clumps.

“Well, well, well, right in front of Brianna?" he says. “How very bold of you. How very naughty."

“I don't care!" she shouts, lying on the bed, her hands over her head, grabbing at the headboard. She spreads her legs, digging her heels against the sheets, staring at him directly. “I know you can do it, so do it."

“Well, well, birthday girl. I have to say, you're quite the horny little devil aren't you." He says this, hooking his thumbs into his underwear and pulling down. The process of pushing them off of him is slow, agonizing to the wanting Michelle, but soon that cock he shown off on the stage springs free and ready for her. Even though she had seen it before, its magnificence is magnified by the fact that it will be used on her—and used on her roughly, just as she asked.

She licks her lips at the sight of the thing, waiting with such anticipation as he lifts one knee and pulls the panties down over it, then lifts the other and does the same, shimmying out of it once it's in his lower legs and balling it up, tossing it back toward Brianna.

Brianna yelps as the wad comes her way, but she watches with her own wide-eyed stare, unable to tear herself away from the lithe musculature of the femboy's back and the intensity of what is to come.

“Now then," he says, hands up over his head, obscuring none of his torso or pelvic region. “What hole do you want fucked first?"

Michelle stares up at the form of the femboy before her. His well toned body and that surprisingly manly cock between his legs shows off a man ready to rock her world. The deer licks her lips as she stares at him, nodding, closing her eyes, and considering what she wants.

“F… Fuck me…" she says, reaching down, her hand slipping down her body, pressing down between her legs, fingers spreading her pussy. “Here… and show me all that you got."

Andi snickers slightly. “Well, well, birthday girl, you're willing to roll the dice with me today? How naughty." He leans in, pressing his chest up against hers. The warmth of their bodies together sends a paradoxical shiver through her. He tilts his head and leans right up to her ear, whispering. “I'll fuck you, and it'll be a dance to remember."