Backstage Dance 7
Andi and Michelle continue to go at it!
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With that, Andy holds onto his cock, lining himself up to her and he thrusts, the thing filling her up, spreading her walls within.
“Mmmmngh…!” she squirms and bites her lip, gasping out, arching her back, pushing up against his body. Her soft tits rub aginst his tough chest, his fur tickling her as his muscles caress her body. He wraps his arms around her form, pulling her close and squeezing them together.
From Brianna’s perspective, the sister sees the rear of the otter bouncing up and down, pounding away at her sister’s snatch. Still on the couch, the older deer pulls her legs up against her chest, staring at them, unable to turn away. She rests her head upon her knees, her hooves clicking and tapping, her tail wagging behind her and thumping delicately on the couch. Her heartbeat thumps heavily against her chest as she melts away, her mind focused entirely upon the hypnotic plapping happening before her.
Andi keeps up the pace, his thrusting into the deer beneath him steady and heavy. With each thrust, Michelle lets out a gasping, moaning breath, a steady series of “Ah, ah, AAH…”’s that follow the beat of the music outside. Once into this rhythm, the otter looks over his shoulder, smirking at the deer on the couch, saying nothing.
Brianna sits up, her ears perking up, her eyes wide as they can be.
Michelle groans, grabbing the otter and pulling him back on top of her. She locks her lips to his, the two of them beginning quite the dance of their tongues as his cock hits her over and over again on her spot. It is enough to make her squeal into his mouth with each thrust. But it just isn’t ENOUGH.
Michelle grabs onto his shoulders, pushing him up and off of herself, their kiss breaking, a bridge of saliva drizzling between the two and landing over her chest. She stares up at him with hooded eyes before she squirms out from him, bridging the gap between his cock and her pussy with his precum. She then leaps up to her hands and knees, looking over her shoulder toward him, fluttering those eyes.
He doesn’t miss a beat, climbing right on atop of her and inserting himself again. She grips the sheets, biting her lips, keeping her head down low at first, huffing as she is filled up. His hands reach around her body, grabbing onto her tits, giving her a nice primal squeeze before he sets back up to the frantic fucking he did before.
Now in this doggy position, Michelle can fuck the man right back, rocking her hips against him, the bed squeaking as the two of them get their moves on, her g-spot assaulted by his femboy cock! It’s a fantastical experience that she wouldn’t ever want to forget.
Brianna meanwhile, gets a front-row seat of the two lovers as they fuck. Now that they are facing her, she gulps, her hands gripping tight, rolling her teeth over her lips. When Andi looks up, fluttering his eyes at her, she gasps, scooting back.
That gasp knocks Michelle out of her reverie. Her head snaps up, looking straight ahead, and her widened gaze snaps into the headlight stare of her sister. The two of them lock gazes to one another, and Michelle’s mouth hangs open as grunts and gasps of sexual elation fill her like never before.
Brianna cannot move. She cannot say anything; she cannot respond in any way but watch as her sister gets the ride of her life with a beautiful man. While she is prisoner to watching this, she can’t help but feel a feeling well up all around her. What sort of feeling? She doesn’t know, but her hands travel down her body, cupping over her chest, resting between her legs. She gulps, narrows her eyes, and begins to play with herself.
Another great thrust sends Michelle over the edge. The deer throws her head back, screaming in an epic climax that sends her convulsing all over Andi’s cock.
And Andi, ever the professional, feels that sensation all around his dick, knowing that he is close to his own end, he pulls out, just in time for his own climax. He lets out a girlish moan as cum shoots out of him and starts to decorate her back with the pearly shots. He collapses, panting, running a hand through his hair and falling back onto the bed, chuckling.
Michelle falls onto the bed, biting the sheet, gripping it tightly. The whole time during her explosive, convulsive orgasm, she didn’t look away from Briana. And Brianna doesn’t turn away from the scene before her the entire time. But as soon as the climax arrives, the two stare, one sister fulfilled, the other confused.
Brianna gulps, pushing herself up and then lying on the couch, facing the bed now. “So,” she begins, licking her lip, running a hand over her ear. “Uh, you have a good time?”
“Y… yeah.” The other deer responds breathlessly. “So, uh, you too.”
“Yeah, I guess so!” Brianna responds.
Now the two sit in silence, the only sounds filling the room the thumping of the music and the heavy breaths of the three participants.
Brianna sits on the couch, watching the two participants in that lewd display sprawled out on the bed before her. Seeing her own sister being pleased so much by the femboy fills Brianna with intense feelings, and it is hard to name them. She takes a few deep breaths, closing her eyes, trying as hard as she can to give herself the focus to at least put a name to one of them.