Trish and Robert - ch5
#5 of Trish and Robert
Something new my furred, scaled, slimy and other friends, this is a story that started as a bit of TF roleplay and, before we knew it, had blown out to an epic story. It is co-authored, in alternating chapters, each will be submitted by the authors (Sorin and myself.
Trish sat down in a chair as Samantha took me back over to the table and gently pushed me down. "Don't mind me," the cat said, "Pretend like I'm not even here."
I let myself be led back, encouraged by the vixen's lead. Without thinking I brought one paw to her hip and ran it slowly up her fur to her chest, lightly weighing one breast.
She jumped up and straddled me, I could feel her cock laying on my stomach. "You should try it." Her paw cupped his breast and lightly gave it a squeeze. "Feel nice?"
I gasped as she handled my chest, the pressure leaving me without words. Wanting to return the gesture I let my paw wander down to her rock hard member, squeezing it a little before running my paw down its length, one claw trailing slightly against the skin.
She shivered and closed her eyes. "Oh, wow, that feels good." She leaned down and began to kiss and suck at my new breasts as her hips gently rocked into my obliging paw.
Warming to the task, I let my paw be worked by her thrusts even as I lifted my other to her chest, lightly flicking the nipple of one breast. The feeling of her lips on my own mammaries driving me to do anything that might encourage the very friendly vixen to continue.
She pulled away from my nipple, the look in her eyes telling me she wanted something. "Can I take you, Robert? I want to feel you around my cock."
I panted, suddenly the thought of all of her within me, filling me, I wanted her. "Please, just don't stop." I gasped.
She leaned back, bringing her cock to press against my virgin pussy. "This will probably hurt, but I'll go slow." She rocked forward, spreading my lips and digging into my depths.
I cried out, it did hurt a little, but there was so much other feeling, good feeling, that the pain was muddied and made to feel good. "Mm... More, please oh more!" I said, letting all my inhibitions release as I felt her accede to my requests.
I felt her cock press against a barrier. Without pausing, Sam gave a quick jab, breaking through my hymen. She froze and I was glad suddenly of the respite.
I whined now, there was some real pain, but even as the breath left my mouth it had faded. Opening eyes I hadn't realised I had scrunched closed, I managed to lean forward enough and kiss her lightly on the muzzle before falling backwards, lost in pleasure, as she continued.
Taking my cue, Samantha pressed forward until I felt her hips meet mine. There, she paused and leaned against me. Her breasts pressed against mine even as her lips danced across my own passionately.
I couldn't believe the feeling of fullness, I just felt so good. As we kissed, I couldn't help but murr softly, every movement she made, every slight adjustment, was felt deep within me, lighting my need, making it burn hotter. Before long I managed to pull back from her ministrations enough to say, "Are you forgetting something?" wiggling my hips to punctuate the question, shuddering at the feelings the movements made within me, hoping they would do the same to her.
Grunting above me, Sam replied, "Oh, yes. I can definitely feel that." She pulled her hips back and quickly pounded forward, driving her cock into me. "Can you feel this?" She did it again, starting up a rhythm. Each pound caused both of our breasts to bounce wildly, adding a different sense of pleasure to it.
I whimpered with every thrust, whined at every withdraw, willing my voice to express the needs my body felt. "I feel it, oh goddess I feel it." I cried out, bringing my paws to her hips, feeling the amount of movement she was generating all the while trying to clench my own muscles down on the intruding member, eager to give as much as I was taking.
She paused on a thrust and started grinding her hips. "Oh, god, it feels so wet. I didn't realise it was so good." As her hips gyrated, her cock shifted and slid, touching every inch of my insides. Seemingly without my realising, she had shifted downward and her long cock brushed along my G-spot.
My spine arched as I pushed upward with every ounce of my being, needing to feel more of that, there was a loud sound, and I realised and after a moment more I recognised it as me, moaning intensely. I needed more, needed to do...more.
Without thinking of the mechanics, I rolled and twisted, working the vixen underneath me, still buried deep in my tunnel, and began to rock my hips to a beat that I felt pulsing in my blood, my paws leaning forward to rub at her chest eagerly. I began to increase my pace, wanting as much of her within me as I could get, needing it.
Samantha chuckled lightly. "Alright. You want it, you got it." She began to roll her hips and matched my pace, thrusting as quickly and as hard as she could. "Yeah, take that cock."
I gasped at her motions, feeling the friction of her setting fire to my insides, my pleasure was rising rapidly now and I realised with a soft whine that even if I wanted to I would not be able to stop myself from riding the vixen to our mutual completion. Still bucking my hips even as the heat, need and lust finally started to break over me, I cried out her name, my hips working franticly to lengthen my release.
Sam suddenly gave a gasp, and with only a few more powerful thrusts, I heard her grunt and blew a massive load into my hungry womb. I whimpered and gasped around her, on top of her Sam had frozen beneath me, panting heavily. "Holy fuck..."
All the while my own hips were pressed down against her tightly, my deepest muscles working to milk every drop from the changed vixen.
Laying down onto her then, still feeling my muscles spasm involuntarily, pressing close, I just licked lightly at her nose. "You can say that again..." I murmured to her.
She hugged me tightly. "Oh, Robert. Thank you for letting me do that." She gently kissed at my muzzle, flicking her tongue around inside my mouth.
Trish rose from her chair. "Well, that was quite a show. I think we can say it's fully functional."
I turned my head then, remembering the feline to be in the room, "Wait, was this my test or hers?" I asked, turning back at the vixens insistent affection.
"Mostly yours." Samantha looked up at me, blushing. "You were so handsome. I... wanted to have a chance with you. I thought this may have been the only way. So I had Trish set it up."
Licking, kissing and even nipping gently at the vixen I replied, "I am not at all unappreciative, but..." I paused, seeing her face gain a slight edge of worry, I decided to continue, unable to bear the sight, "Maybe we may need some more tests?" I grinned and kissed at her lips again.
She looked up at me, shock written all over her features. She looked like she was going to ask something but I seized the moment and locked my muzzle to hers again. She pressed back, even sliding her tongue in to meet me. Trish just sighed and sat back down. "That's fine. Do as much testing as you think is necessary."
Breaking the kiss slowly I turned to Trish, "Not that I mind, but you likely have other things to do and personally I would not mind somewhere a little more comfortable." I said, turning back to Samantha, "Not that where I am at the moment is not comfortable..." I murmured softly, wiggling my hips slowly in emphasis.
Trish nodded. "Right. Well, other tests are saying you're as clean as a regular vixen, so I'd say you're free to go if you want."
Samantha nodded. "I can take the rest of the day off." She gave a coy smile.
"Well," I said, looking up at the clock, "we could return to my place, although I currently have a very energetic ferret asleep in my bed. Its up to you, although I am sure she would find something to do..."
"Ferret? You mean Jessie?" Her face seemed to light up. "She's such a cute ferret. She's at your place?" I felt her slightly waning member begin to harden back up at her words.
"Yeah, she has classes later on tonight, but I am sure she could be persuaded to other activities before hand, maybe a light work out?" I giggled at this, and almost started as I realised how feminine the sound was. "Well, maybe we should, uh, make a move?" I began to work myself forward and upwards, sighing in happiness as she slid from me.
"Oh, I would love to." Sam said warmly.
Trish threw us both towels. "Just clean yourselves. And don't forget your collars," she said, suddenly sounding like a mother. She came up to me as Samantha got herself a collar. "I'll have Samantha send your check in the mail. If you experience anything unusual or want to change back, give me a call."
"Will do Trish, and thank you for this." I said with a smile, indicating not only the work done but setting me up with Samantha.
"You two have fun, then," she said with a smile. Samantha took my offered paw. She hadn't even bothered to get dressed, and her sheath bulged in after-sex excitement.
I looked down and up the vixen's body appreciatively and asked, "Uh, will the collars cover a lack of clothes?" leaning in to nibble at her neck, unable to resist her.
"Yeah," Trish said. "At least for anyone that isn't wearing a similar one."
Samantha gave a little giggle. "We could probably actually do it in public and no one would notice us."
The thought of being so very naughty in public got my motor running again and I leaned close, "Or I could administer a driving test?" I asked, remembering how bad mine was when Jessie had administered it to me with the oversized penis.
"A driving test?" Samantha asked. "What's a driving test?"
"Well, you see if you can drive home before I get a mouthful from you." I grinned at her, reading shock and desire in her eyes.
"That's... insane... dangerous..." Then a glimmer of excitement passed over her eyes. "I like it."
"Don't get in an accident," Trish said, writing something casually on her papers. "We won't cover it."
"My car is fully insured, if you think its getting too much, tap my head and we can stop, pull over and you give me my victory prize." I said, giving her the rules succinctly.
She just giggled. "I'll probably lose. I'm still not used to this thing. But I'm willing to try." She excitedly started leading me out and down the hall. Other people coming in watched us go with only slightly surprised gazes.
I laughed happily, letting her lead me out of the building. As the door closed behind us I said, "Aren't you going to ask what the victory prize is?"
By her eyes I could see she hadn't thought of that. She slowed down and looped one of her arms around mine. "Why don't you tell me?" Around us, people passed by acting as if nothing were out of the ordinary with the two very naked vixens standing there.
"Well, normally it would consist of you returning the favour, but I think, under the circumstances with these collars, that wouldn't be enough. Maybe if you returned the favour, while I sit on the hood of the car?" I grinned back at her, daring her to pull out of the little contest.
"Oh, I like it," she said with a smile. "But how far of a drive is it to your place?"
"Not... too far. Hrmm, I see your point, I guess we could play best two out of three?" I laughed, opening the passenger door to her car. "Alright its not that far, going at a normal pace you should actually have a chance of 'winning'." I said, reaching up to her GPS and punching in my home address.
She slid into the car and buckled her seat belt. She glanced up at the directions as they showed up on the GPS. "Oh, well that's not ten minutes from here." She smiled over at me. "This is as good as mine."