Dani Hardy Gets Her Dog
Oh, I suppose I should have waited to post this until I had gotten further in my other story, but I had fun writing it. Dani is a Kiger Mustang and she will show up as Boss' partner in my other story 'Daisy and Boss'. She is, in my opinion, much like all the mares I've met in my life. Crazy. Poor Boss.
Enjoy! Leave me a comment, and go check out my other story featuring these characters!
-Lilly
Danielle Mae Hardy stomped her way up the stairs to the apartment door, her finely tipped black ears pinned to her equine skull in fury. Her ropey tail flicked back and forth, smacking her in the hocks with twenty or so delicate little charcoal colored braids that mirrored her braided mane. She had gotten all dolled up, for fucking nothing she angrily snorted to herself as she fished the keys out of her little Gucci purse she carried that matched the shiny leather corset top and screaming red miniskirt she wore. The outfit had been chosen to accentuate her slim waist and her long legs. Her breasts were stunning in the daringly low cut leather and the skirt looked like it had peen painted on her perfectly curvy ass. She had even washed with the special expensive shampoo that made her silver fur shine like polished pewter and feel like silk. She champed her teeth together and worked her lower jaw back and forth as she shoved the key into the lock and let herself in. The Kiger mustang mare slammed the door with a viciously satisfying crash that had all the framed pictures on the wall in the hallway shivering on their nails and all the neighbors wondering who was in a pissy mood at 10pm and continued her stomp-march into the living room.
"Hardy? What happened to you?" The deep drawling voice made her whip around and plant her hands on her killer hips as she regarded her room mate. Lester Boss was a tall powerfully lean built canine with flowing white fur and a serious face. Currently he was wearing one of the literally hundreds of skinny style tank tops he owned, and a pair of athletic shorts in his favorite color, blue. A detective on the force, the same as she was, they had been partners for two years and room mates for six months following a mishap at her old apartment that had ended in it burning to the ground with nearly all of her worldly possessions. Boss was a great guy, and an awesome partner, but he was a total home body, so she prepared to tell him her woes with a grain of salt, knowing full well he would think she was being ridiculous.
"The 'stud' turned out to be a total DUD!" She made quotation fingers angrily with both hands at eye level, brushing past the big dog into the kitchen in search of a beer. "It was a total waste of my time, I couldn't even enjoy the club. I can't believe Carol thought I'd be into that... that... stupid... meat headed... MULE!" She dug to the back of the fridge, pushing food stuff and mystery containers out of her way as she relived the disastrous blind date in her head. Carol was a palomino quarter horse who worked in forensics. They had been friends for a while and she had been talking up this really 'cute' stallion she knew. Dani, fresh from a breakup with another lover had agreed to meet this guy, against her better judgment. At first things had been all right, he had been alright looking, and fit. But then he'd opened his damn mouth, and it had been all downhill from there. And she was so damn horny, too. The mare snorted as she closed the fridge having found no beer, and rounded on Boss accusingly.
"That bad, huh?" Boss chuckled, He had been leaning on the kitchen counter watching her tear apart the fridge in search of alcohol. His own large paw was wrapped around a tall glass with a suspiciously strong smelling amber liquid in it, and by the way he was leaning Dani surmised it wasn't his first drink of the evening.
"Where's the rest of the beer?" She glared. Boss grinned lopsidedly.
"There isn't any left." He shrugged.
"What happened to it."
"We drank it." Boss rolled his eyes at her accusing tone. "So what was so bad about this guy?" He asked, taking a large swig from his glass. Dani narrowed her gaze and advanced on him, pushing him against the counter with two fingers pressed into the middle of his chest.
"I don't like bossy stallions. I don't like men with big egos. I don't like stupid jock pricks who don't know their place." Dani bared her teeth as she poked Boss in the chest for emphasis. "And I don't like bad doggies who drink all the beer."
"I'm not a bad... I didn't drink all the b-" Boss started to object but just shut up at her pointedly murderous look. His floppy ears pinned slightly in guilt. "Well I bought it..." He finished lamely into his glass.
"Right." Dani sniffed, dropping her hand after a flick of her fingers towards his muzzle. "That's what I thought."
"Here, I'll make you a rum and coke." Boss said consolingly, scooting around her to get the necessary ingredients. Dani shrugged off some of her bad mood, realizing that Boss was as drunk as she'd ever seen him. The usually serious and businesslike law dog was unusually relaxed. And he was being rather... submissive. One dark ear flicked up from its pinned position as she watched Boss clumsily mix her a drink and refill his own while he was at it. She didn't usually go for canines, preferring other horses or at least herbivores, but she was seriously going nuts with a particularly persistent heat, and all the other former lovers that she could call at the moment were female. That just wouldn't work this go around, because what she really wanted at that instant was a nice stiff dick. Her pussy gave a twitch and a wink at the thought and the other ear came up when Boss turned around and handed her a glass, ice clinking musically. Her tail flicked up and down against her flank a few times as she took the glass and sipped thoughtfully.
Nearly all of her anger had magically dissipated at the forming of her new master plan for the evening. She reached past Boss and grabbed the bottle of Sailor Jerry's off the counter. She unscrewed the cap and took a shot straight from the bottle, keeping her face neutral as she worked out the details in her head. Step one, get doggy drunk... er. Drunker. Is that even a word? Dani mused as she watched Boss' eyes follow the bottle of Jerry's.
"Takes forever to get happy with mixed drinks." She stated, holding the bottle out to Boss. "Get drunk with me Boss, I need the company." He hesitated for a second before taking the bottle and downing a shot of it himself. They went back and forth like that, chasing shots with rum and coke's for a little while, until Dani began to feel a pleasant level of intoxication three or four shots later. And Boss was now hammered. They were talking about the new rookie they had just received from the academy, a squirrelly little fox by the name of Jenkins, and Boss was roaring with laughter, his eyes glassy as he swayed on his feet, completely fall over drunk.
Dani almost felt guilty. Almost.
"Did... did you see....Hehe- Oh god, Hardy... Did you see how he reacted when- When the Chief told... Ahahahaha! When the Chief told him who his partner was!?" Boss was doubled over the counter, his drink forgotten for the moment as he recalled the small fox's comical dismay at being paired with Matilda Heathgrow, an ill tempered and somewhat unpleasant smelling middle aged wild pig.
"Oh, c'mon!" Dani giggled. "Tilly just needs... heehee! She just needs to go to a salon once in a while to get those tusks, you know... filed down or whatever." Dani's giggles bloomed into a laughing whinny. "And maybe some makeup..."
"Or a paper bag!" Boss shook his head, catching his breath. "Oh, that wasn't nice." He admitted, grin fading as he snuffled and caught his breath.
"Her image definitely needs some work." Dani agreed, putting her drink down, and putting the second part of her plan in motion. Flipping her braids over her shoulder she turned and presented her back to the intoxicated Boss.
"S'a pretty... Um... top? Shirt... Can you call it a shirt if it's not made of fabric?" Boss mumbled, as she slowly pulled the strings to untie the laces to her corset. Once the bow was undone she sidled her way backwards to him until she was close enough to feel his breath on her bare shoulder.
"Thanks, it's driving me nuts though. You wanna do a mare a favor and unlace me?" She asked innocently, giving her tail a flick and accidentally on purpose brushing it against his crotch, the braids acting like a soft core cat o' nine tails. Dani made a sly mental note to find out if Boss enjoyed being flogged. Boss made a sound in the back of his throat but she waited expectantly, and after a moment she felt the first gentle tugging as the laces were pulled free and the binding garment loosened. Of course, she could have done it herself, but that wouldn't have gotten her any closer to her goal, she grinned as she brushed her tail against his groin again, hearing his breathing catch slightly. Boss was slow and his big fingers were clumsy from the booze but finally the last lace of the corset whispered from its eyelet and the constriction around her ribs disappeared. She held the corset to her chest with one hand and sighed, stretching, arching her back and consequently placing her toothsome ass directly in Boss' lap region. He was backed up against the counter, trapped between her booty and the marble. When she looked over her shoulder at him thru her lashes his face was priceless. Equal parts lust and fear. Just the way she liked 'em...
"Uuhhh...." He stammered, his eyes fixed firmly on her butt. "Hardy...?" His paw twitched as he stopped himself from reaching out and gripping her hips the way nature willed him to. Even drunk Boss was so responsible. It irritated her.
"What's my name?" She husked, shifting the inch or two needed to grind her globes against his stiffening cock. The semi erect flesh was a surprise that she was immensely pleased to receive. So old stone face did have a sex drive, after all.... A rather hefty thick one to boot! Dani licked her lips and leaned back against Boss' chest and reached up over her shoulder with her free hand to run her fingers thru the thick mane of deliciously soft fur at his throat. He just groaned as her hot body pressed against the full length of his front. Dani tugged one of his ears, drawing his head down next to hers.
"What is my name, Boss?" She nuzzled against the side of his muzzle and nipped very carefully at his lips. He flinched at the feel of her strong teeth at his muzzle but held still, beginning to pant as she continued to grind her hips against his rhythmically.
"Danielle..." Boss growled, his hands going to her hips and pulling her even tighter against him. She nickered low in her throat, her tongue slipping out to tease the big dog's mouth, licking under his chin and mouthing his lower jaw in a way that she knew drove canines to distraction. Drawing back she pulled away so that she could turn around, smiling slyly at his reluctance to let her go.
"Good doggy." She crooned, facing him. And dropped the corset to the floor. Boss stared as Dani stroked her hands over her full breasts, making herself shiver as she toyed with her large dusky grey nipples. They were instantly hard when she pinched them lightly making her breath come quicker and her pussy lips clench the way only mares could.
"Dani, I don't think..." Boss started, his head clearing just enough to realize that he was about to have drunken sex with his partner and fellow cop. Dani silenced him with a hard flick of her tail against his thigh, making him yelp.
"I can be nice or mean, Boss..." She chuckled low in her throat, taking his paws and bringing them up to her chest. She groaned at the feel of his rough paw pads against her nipples and he apparently forgot his pesky morals a second later because he leaned in and licked her neck with a whisper, his palms working firm circles over her flesh.
"Don't be mean."
The next few minutes were a blur of groping paws and hot mouths as they mapped each other's bodies. Dani used Boss' ample scruff to direct him to areas of her anatomy she desired to have his tongue and in turn she stroked and petted him like the good dog he was. The miniskirt was discarded, suffering a broken zipper followed shortly by a slightly worse for wear tank top and a damp pair of shorts that landed in the sink. Boss was fully hard now and drooling pre like a champ, all doubt gone from his alcohol glazed gaze when Dani pushed him down to his knees and planted one of her hooves carefully on his thigh. It opened her sex to his gaze and he watched it twitching, the inside of it a bright pink, contrasting beautifully with her black skin everywhere else. He needed no other encouragement and leaned in to give her shiny slick cunt a good lick, and then another. Dani squealed and arched her neck, huffing thru her nostrils and working her teeth as he worked his tongue around her clit and deeper. Her fingers fisted in his fur and pressed his head tighter against her, making his cool nose pad rub against her entrance as his long tongue snaked all the way back to her asshole.
"Ooohh, god, yeah!" Dani whinnied as Boss used a thumb to spread her lower lips open so he could stick his long canine tongue up inside her pussy as far as he could reach. He pressed his teeth against her clit and worked his muzzle in tiny circles slowly, using the flat of his teeth to stimulate her towards her building orgasm as he licked the inside of her as if it was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted. His other hand was fisted tightly around his proud red cock, pressing down on the knot and then stroking to the tip, back and forth. Her breathing labored, Dani began to tremble, her silver pelt twitching along her flanks and belly as if to dislodge one heck of a fly. She leaned heavily against the kitchen counter, her one leg holding her weight sagging as she squealed and felt the fireworks in her belly explode and wash over her with light and impossible sensation. Boss spluttered as she crammed his nose into her cunt, panting thru his mouth as he nearly came himself, feeling her vaginal walls crush down on his tongue at the height of her orgasm. He pulled his tongue from her when he felt her fingers relax, freeing his head, and withdrew with one last lick to her dripping sex, turned his attention to his own needs. But she recovered fast, and before he had a chance to tumble over the edge with her, she knelt down and slapped his hand away from his goal. He snarled and showed a little fang to the mare, who merely laughed breathlessly and kissed him, reveling in her own taste that coated his entire muzzle.
"Oh, Boss, don't be grumpy." She giggled. "You did good, doggy... And so you get a reward." She moaned anew as she licked his palm, gathering his taste and mingling it with her own in her mouth.
"Yeah?" Boss husked, watching her keenly. He felt like he was spinning, and that only the two of them existed in this strange place they were in. Nothing was real except her taste and feel and smell, and the heat of his need to mate. He whined involuntarily and she lightly stroked his erection in sympathy. Her mouth watered when she felt his length and girth. He was easily nine inches and almost too thick for her to wrap her fingers around at the middle. The tip of him was delicately pointed and a steady stream of lubricant leaked from his slit with every throb. His knot was firm and burning hot. She wanted it inside her so bad she felt her insides convulse with a mind of their own that she knew she would feel the next day.
"Yeah." She whispered, a glint of anticipation glowing in her eyes as she got to her feet a bit wobbly and grabbed his arm to encourage him up as well. "Lets go to bed, big boy." She winked. Boss followed her eagerly thru the living room into Boss' own bedroom. Not wasting any time, Dani pushed Boss onto his back on the bed and climbed on top of him, nipping the air playfully close to his face before getting more serious. They both groaned as she positioned herself over his cock and slid down, sheathing him to the knot in one smooth motion. Dani tossed his head back and rocked a few times with her eyes closed, the feel of him stretching her pussy making her see stars and to get hot all over again. She planted the heels over hands just below Boss pectoral muscles, fingers clawing gently at his small male nipples that were hidden by the pelt of soft white fur. He opened his mouth and groaned an expletive as she experimentally tensed her lower muscles, squeezing him like a python within her secret cave.
"God, Dani, fuck!" He growled as she lifted herself almost completely off his cock before grinding back down with a sigh.
"Like that?" She made little circles with her hips, mashing his knot against her entrance and leaned over him, nuzzling his neck and running her hands up his sides and under his arms, following thru all the way to his elbows when he lifted his arms over his head and gripped the head board hard enough Dani swore she heard the wood creak.
It was her only warning before Boss planted his foot paws and used the leverage of the headboard to buck up into her hard enough for her to gasp in shock and grip tighter onto his elbows for balance. Rock hard muscles under her thighs tensed and he did it again with a growl, touching that magic spot deep inside and making her arch her back and moan. She rutted with him and they found a slow hard rhythm that had them both climbing steadily.
Sweat started a sheen on Dani's coat and Boss was panting hard. The white dog soon became impatient with the position however and ignoring Dani's angry hiss he let go of the headboard and rolled forward in one quick motion, dumping the mare on her back and moving to his knees over her, still embedded in her grasping hot tunnel. He grinned when she bared her teeth and pinned her ears but did nothing when he planted one paw over her shoulder on the bed, stabilizing her as he sped his thrusts. Her features melted into lusty excitement when his other paw when to her clit and worked the little nub of pink flesh, making her forget her dominance for the moment as her nerve endings began to sizzle.
"Oh my god..." Boss groaned, his thrusts slowing again as he pressed engorged knot against her steadily, trying to tie with her. "Danielle... Shit, your tight!" He growled as he stopped rubbing her clit long enough to grip his dick just below the knot and pop it the rest of the way in with a grunt and a squeal from Dani. The silver mare's strong legs locked around his torso squeezed in approval as she felt herself filled and stretched.
"Y-yeah! Oh, Boss...Don't stop! I'm gonna..." She whinnied, her eyes rolling back as she felt that trembling burn shiver over her body, trying to detonate into full blown flames. Boss humped fast, grinding against her as his balls tightened and he began to cum inside of her, squeezing his eyes shut as shot after shot of his hot seed pumped out of him, making him cry out and nip at her neck. Feeling his hot canine cum against her inner walls and his teeth against her jugular was the last push Dani needed and she tensed, her head flying back and her fingers gripping his shoulders as she screamed her release.
True to drunken sex fashion, five seconds after he reached completion, Boss was unconscious, draped over her with no concern for how heavy he was, or the pesky state of their locked genitalia. Dani was too tired to care and merely shoved at the burly shoulders until they were more or less lying on their sides, with one of Dani's legs thrown over Boss' hip still, his knot firmly in place and still throbbing occasionally. Grabbing a blanket corner and tugging, she covered mostly herself. Her sweat soaked hide would be cold once her heart rate returned to normal. Comfortable as she could get, Dani slipped into a satisfyingly exhausted slumber, a wicked grin plastered on her muzzle.
Several hours later Boss woke to the head splitting agony of his sizeable hangover. Bringing his hand up to his forehead with a moan it took him quite a bit longer to realize he wasn't alone than it should have, until he heard Dani's smug chuckle. An uneasy sense of doom filled him unexpectedly.
"Hardy." He rumbled quietly, wincing as the sound reverberated in his skull. "Why the fuck are you in my bed?" He cracked one eye open with extreme caution and immediately regretted it, the lights were still on in the room and pain exploded with an added layer of nausea.
"Aw, come on, lover! Don't be like that!" Dani giggled. Boss scowled thru barely slit eyes at the way too cheerful mare that was lying naked beside him. How much did I drink? Boss remembered watching tv and drinking the rest of the beer, then mixing himself a couple rum and cokes.... And making one for Hardy...
"Go 'way." He brought one of his foot paws up and unceremoniously planted it against her hip, shoving her to the far side of the bed towards the door. He must have pushed her a little harder than he thought because as he buried his face into a pillow and concentrated on not throwing up, he heard her indignant squawk as she tumbled off the bed to the floor. She got up and snatched the blanket off the bed with a huff, grin still in place.
"Fine, be that way." She said loftily as she strolled out the door with the blanket wrapped about her casually. Boss sighed in relief when she left, but details like the matted fur on his belly and his itchy sheath, the smell of drunken sex that pervaded the room, and a creeping of erotic memories into his brain had him covering his head with the pillow and cursing under his breath.
"Did you seriously rape me!?" He called out the open door of his bedroom finally, unable to keep silent, and ignoring the rolling in his stomach and the ache behind his eyes. His only answer was a whinnied laugh and the sudden painful sound of the blender starting up as the mare in question gleefully made her morning wheatgrass smoothie with as much noise as possible.