Tina II chapter 17- Sex; A Gray Muzzle story
Tina II, chapter 17 - A Gray Muzzle story
Author's note: 'Sex' is the latest installment in the 'Tina' series, a rolling soap opera, which follows the life and loves of Tina, now a Poodle hybrid in her late twenties. When Yiffstar went away two years ago, I wrote. 'Bad Kitties' as a send off. Since this may be the final year of SoFurry, at least before 2.0 appears, perhaps another send off is in order. Toward that end, I offer you 'Sex' a playful look into the sex lives of the characters of 'Tina'. So, friends, Happy New Year, and without further delay, sit back as Gray Muzzle presents 'Sex'.
Tina woke up to a gnawing hunger. She had somehow missed eating last night. It was now early morning, the Monday after New Years, the time she usually got up to exercise. It was a growl.....no, more a rumble. It was a grumble, she decided. Not ready to leave the warmth of her bed, she rearranged herself, hoping the hunger went away. As she squirmed, she encountered....it.
"Is that what I think it is?" Tina wondered
She gave another subtle wiggle.
"Yes, it certainly is..." she concluded.
Ray's penis, that is. Ray was at full attention; that much was clear. Ray was quite well endowed, but somehow, when he got his morning erection, he seemed even larger.
Tina, it seems, had not been getting a lot of loving lately. Not that anything was wrong between the two, mind you. It's just that between work, and kids, and travel and family, there hadn't been much chance to, well you know, indulge those feelings. But now....
Tina maneuvered herself, to where Ray's sex was against the lips of her pussy. Slowly, carefully, she placed her hand between her legs, ever so gently pulling her lips apart. When she had them placed just so, she pressed down against his organ. Going slowly, so as not to awaken her husband from his sleep, she felt Ray's swollen sex enter her. She stifled a gasp, as the stocky organ pulled her girl parts asunder. Once his cock made it past the entrance to her burning pussy, the passage grew easier. She pressed on, until his sex bottomed out, the tip of his penis pressed hard against her cervix.
How good it felt! That warm feeling inside, so long missing, was there again, stronger than ever. Emboldened by those feelings, Tina started to hump Ray, but in that quiet, subtly way. Truth is, Tina was turned on by the thought of sex with her sleeping husband. Slowly, she took Ray's length in and out of her sex, always certain that each stroke ended with his penis pressing her cervix. With each stroke, her arousal increased. Soon, lost to her passion, her thrusts grew harder and faster. She scarcely noticed Ray's hand on her waist. It wasn't long before Ray's cock exploded inside her, filling her womb with his thick, warm cum.
"Well, good morning" Ray whispered, kissing her. "What was that about?"
"Well....." Tina responded, giving him her secret smile "I knew what I wanted, and I got it."
Ray rolled Tina over into an embrace, allowing Tina to see the clock.
"Shit! I've got to get the kids to Dad; he's taking them to the zoo today.....and I'm gonna miss my class...."
Tina bolted for the shower. Ray, however, was not prepared to let their moment pass. He caught her in the bathroom.
"Come on. Take a shower with me"
"Ray, I need to pee. I'm about to burst....." she pleaded.
"Pee in the shower, like I do" With that, Ray swept her into the shower.
He kissed her. She kissed him. It was then that Tina spoke.
"Pee in the shower, eh?
She gave him a fleeting kiss. Then, Tina pressed down on Ray's shoulders, pushing him to the shower floor. Tina squat over him, her sex over his penis. She leaned forward, and whispered in his ear, as the water ran over them.....
"Can I go now, lover?"
Ray just stared in disbelief. As he watched silently, she opened her thighs slightly, to give him a better look. Relaxing her muscles, she unleashed a warm, golden waterfall, passing her white furry thighs, cascading down Ray's sex, over his tummy, before circling down the drain. Tina had to go very badly, indeed. The pee poured in buckets, seeming to go on forever. As she continued to go, Tina bent over, giving Ray a wet tongue in his ear, as she gave him his golden shower. Truth is, Ray loved their pissing games as much as she did. By the time Tina was through, he was facing a raging erection. With Tine still in a squatting position, he guided his sex into her waiting pussy.
"Lover, we got no time....." Tina whispered breathily, never missing a beat "Let me suck you....."
Which she did. Tina Got up, and got into the classic '69' position. She took his cock in her mouth, and gave Ray the deep throat of his life. He was further down Tina's throat than ever, gliding smoothly in and out, her lips covering her teeth. Ray had Tina's sex in his face. Accepting the invitation, Ray began to lap at her sex. He tasted not only her juices, but his own, as his cum was now dripping from his wife's puss, all pink and warm and welcoming. Not wanting to be outdone, he placed his tongue completely inside her doggy cunt, trying his best to lick his wife completely clean.
Someone let out a scream, as they collapsed to the floor of the shower. Tina got up, and grabbed a towel. Before he knew it, Tina was out of the bath. When Ray entered the bedroom, Tina was dressing. She was going to ballet this morning. Tina pulled up her supposed-to-be-opaque tights up, past her knees, over her wooly thighs, before pulling them tight against her clean shaven sex and belly. She tugged on a black leotard, short sleeved, with a scoop neck. Tina was small, and slight of build. She wore dancewear in a girl's medium. Her torso, however, was longer than a human girl's. This pulled the fabric taught against her sex, showing plainly the cleave of her sex, and leaving the impression of her little breast, and hard nipples clearly visible. As she put on socks, every part of her sex was in Ray's view. He walked over, and touched it, feeling a bit of wetness creeping through.
"Down, boy!" Tina growled playfully, giving him a sharp slap on the hand. Before he knew, all Ray could see was her perky tail disappear down the stairway.
"Is everybody ready?" Stan asked the assembled children.
They squealed back with excitement. Stan was taking their kids, and Tina's, and Flower's to the zoo. Stan loved them all, and he often took them on trips. He had the nanny for help, so it wasn't as bad as it seemed. He stopped to kiss Georgette.
"Love you..."
"Love you too...." He responded as the group pressed out the door. Georgete turned to see Flower standing there, watching.
"Flower, I didn't know you were there...."
Without a word, Flower walked to Georgette. Pinning her to the wall. She gave her a long, intimate kiss. In shock, Georgette was speechless.
"Are you surprised that I find you attractive?" she whispered.
Flower pressed for another kiss. Georgette resisted.
"I can't.....I'm a married woman.
Flower laughed.
"The good wife! Don't make me laugh.....Do you know what your husband was doing this morning? I was making breakfast, and he fucked my ass over the breakfast table. Sometimes, I'll see him in the shower, and just NEED his cock......the other day, I was on my bed....naked.....trying to pleasure myself. Stan saw me, and, well, he helped me out. You can't be that stupid! We haven't hid a thing.
Georgette stood there, shocked and trembling. Flower took her hand, and guided it to her sex. Flower wore one of Stan's shirts, open in front, and a pair of string bikini underpants. Continuing, Flower pushed her hand past the waist of her panties, down to her sex. Flower pushed Georgette's hand against her sex. Nervously, Georgette allowed herself to touch it. It had the warm, open feel of someone who'd just had intercourse. Venturing between her pussy lips, Georgette felt that mixture of female lubrication and sperm. But, instead of being repulsed, she was strangely aroused. When Flower went to kiss her this time, Georgette kissed her back. Flower embraced her, holding her by the buttocks, as they made out like schoolgirls. After a time, Flower swept the chenille robe from Georgette's shoulders. It fell to the floor, leaving her standing there in nothing but her panty. Recently, Georgette had changed her wardrobe. Instead of the ugly panties she used to wear, she found ones that were cuter. Today, she wore little cotton bikinis, in baby blue. Flower, seeing the wet spot forming on Georgette's cotton panties, began to message it. Leaning against the wall, Georgette began to make this sound, a cross between a purr and a moan.....
"Come...." Suggested Flower, leading her toward the bedroom.
The sheets of Flowers bed were tossed aside. In the center of the bed was a noticeable wet spot. Georgette stopped.
"Is that....was that....." and stopped
"What if it was?" Flower giggled.
Rather than being turned off, Georgette was aroused, more so than she could recall. She pushed Flower to the mattress and mounted her, rubbing her wet crotch against Flower's slender thigh. Flower put her arms around her, and met her thrusts. They kissed, their tongues dancing the way that lovers tongues do. When she came, Georgette bit her lover's neck. Flower began to sob, and soon reached an orgasm of her own. There, they lay on the bed, where they began an exploration of each other's body. That morning, Flower taught Georgette masturbation, the way that girls do. They didn't leave bed all day, as the wet spot on the bed got larger and larger........
Colleen slammed down the receiver.
Never....NEVER.....call here again!
Colleen then left through the front door, without explaination, without hesitation. Curious, Lydia checked the called ID. A strange number. Not local, and one she had never seen. Curious as to Colleen's response, she hesitated, then called the number. The phone rang.....and rang......before it was finally answered.
"Hello?"
"Who is this....."
"Lovey?"
"Sean?"
Lydia was in shock. Sean was dead. Everyone said so. They'd found his lifeless body hanging from the rafters of his home. They'd gone to Ireland, seen where they found him. They'd gotten the death certificate. Then, after years of battle, they got his inheritance. Millions. Many millions of dollars. Enough so that they'd never need again.
"You're dead."
There was laughter
"So they tell me....."
Lydia knew it was him. His laughter, his choice of words. There was no doubt in her mind.
"It was you calling Colleen...."
"Aye, it was. She didn't take it well...."
"Sean, why did you call?"
There was a pause....
"Seems I'm in a bit of a tight spot. Find myself a little short. So, as the only two people I know who have any, I called. My request was declined, as you might have noticed......"
Lydia held the phone in silence, taking it all in.....
"So.....
"So?"
"So, can you help me?"
"What do you need?"
"Not much. Ten thousand. Just to see me through."
Lydia thought about it. Colleen would be furious. Still, Lydia felt a certain alligience....
"OK. One condition"
"What's that?"
"I give it to you in person"
There was a long pause.
OK. Listen carefully. ........
Lydia was shaking when she parked the car in the airport lot at Newark. She took the shuttle to the terminal, then caught a cab to the Holiday Inn Express. She walked in a side door, unseen, the money she had obtained earlier in her bag. On the tenth floor, the last door on the right was ajar, the lights out. Nervously, Lydia entered. Closing the door behind her, a light went on. Lydia threw her purse to the bed, and ran to Sean, kissing him feverishly. Her hands were all over him.....
"You remembered....."
"Of course. It's what I wore the day in the kitchen. Right down to these....."
Lydia wore the sleeveless pink Polo dress she wore the day Sean caught her in the kitchen. She was showing him that she wore the same pink panties as well. Without a word, Sean laid her on the bed, face down. She could hear him undo his pants, as they fel to the floor. He put on a condom; she could tell from the cold of the lubricant as it hit her tail hole.
"Careful, I haven't prepared....."
Her words fell on deaf ears. Sean entered her swiftly, causing her pain. She winced as he entered her and immediately began to thrust. His strong hands on her hips, the combination of his thick cock, and her tight ass had him cumming quickly. Sean pulled out, still hard. She felt his cock enter her sex. The wetness told her it was still covered with his ejaculate.
"Sean!" she pleaded "I can't! I'm in heat......."
Again, he mounted hard and fast, burying himself deeply in her warm cunt.
"You can't cum in me.....Please....." she begged.
Sean stopped. He pulled out, and turned Lydia over. She lay there on the edge of the hotel bed. Her little dress was up around her waist. Her panties lay on the room floor. She looked at him. Their eyes met. They were that way for a while. Then Lydia spoke, extending her hand.
"It's alright, really. You can cum in me. Come....."
Sean lay on the bed. Lydia placed his sex inside her. Then she wrapped her legs around him. When Sean ejaculated, his cock was pressed against Lydia's cervix. Lydia cherished the moment. She held him close her head buried in his big, furry chest. When he came, she felt his cum shoot deep into her womb. It gave her a warm, happy feeling. She lay on the bed smiling, feeling that feeling that women have experienced sine the beginning of time. She placed a hand on her belly, feeling the warmth there, and she smiled at him.