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Naturalist Club. I couldn’t believe that I’d finally chosen this place to relax, not only in this particular neighborhood but in this city itself. The ratio of humans to other species was pretty low, unlike in other regions, but I had to stop being so precocious and finally have some fun. Since other animals here were so free out of their clothing, I thought there wouldn’t be any prejudice towards ‘exotic’ creatures like myself.

Once I went inside, I entered a dark room with a rather mystical aura around it. Candles, incense, decorative vases, you name it. Although the flavored smoke was pretty intense with its smell, I was pretty sure that I could feel something else in the air, attacking my nostril. Within the next few seconds, I immediately saw what could be the main source of this. He a tall, incredibly fuzzy all over his body with a gigantic bush for a hair - a yak. I always imagined these people to be more bulky and strong, but this guy was something else. Scrawny at first glance, he had a few extra layers of fat here and there.

He seemed to be asleep at first, with his head leaning over the secretary's desk. Before I could even speak to him, a powerful scent almost intoxicated me instantly. I should be prepared for that, seeing a bunch of insects flying around his head, obviously lured by the dirt soaking the fur. I was pretty sure that I could notice a lot of musks as well, making me nauseous at first, but I never actually disliked anything like it.

The yak all of the sudden flinched his large, black nose, right before sneezing strongly all over the desk, almost hitting me with all that goop sitting inside me. Before I spoke, he blinked several times while looking at me, regaining composure. His wide smile felt a bit creepy to me at first, but I returned the gesture.

“First time, in Mystic Spring Oasis? Do you have an appointment?” I could describe his voice as ‘dreamy’. Not like it felt angelic or anything like that, more like he was yawning with each sentence, half asleep all the time. But I wasn’t concerned about the tone of his voice, but about what he said, making my heart skip a beat. Nobody told me that I need an appointment!

“Just kidding. Come over here, we’ll welcome all the species here in the naturalist club. Follow me.” Nothing. No prejudice or even a shred of surprise that he saw probably the first human in this place. Or perhaps more people like me were already inside? Once he left his desk, I could finally see the rest of yak’s unkempt body. And oh boy, there was a lot to ingest, not only his powerful smell.

He truly looked quite out of shape. Not too overweight or anything, but the belly and wide hips were highly noticeable. I couldn’t help myself but glance at his plump butt, although covered by thick, brown fur. I didn’t dare to look at yak’s groin, not wanting to look rude, especially being the first time here. With each of my inhale, I took a strong whiff of his aura, radiating out of every inch of the fluff and hair, making me dizzy.

He left me in the locker room, making sure that I leave here every piece of clothing. Even when I was alone, I felt a bit strange, unsure if I want to do this or not. I gathered all of my strength and courage and eventually went back to the main room, seeing a light coming out of the opened door. I stepped outside, staring at the scene I wasn’t prepared for. My heart raced, glancing at all of these naked people.

I could see most of the species that I normally saw on the streets, but with clothing on. Here, I noticed all the interesting species, like elephants with massive body parts, especially those usually hidden. Various felines, otters, wolves, you name it. All doing many different activities, from more demanding like swimming or volleyball, to more laid back like yoga or meditation. And nobody was doing even remotely sexual, or at least I thought.

“Pretty great, huh?”

Startled, I flinched and looked to my side. I should be surprised by the yak’s sudden presence since the powerful smell returned as well. I couldn’t stop myself from looking down for half a second, noticing a pretty long and thick, currently soft member. I gulped audibly, trying to not think about it. Or not to create scenarios in my head, when that dick ravages my insides. I visibly blushed, feeling my cheeks burning.

“Y-yeah. Sorry, first time here.” I muttered, quite annoyed that I’d become so nervous for no reason. I’ve found a perfect spot for myself, under the shade of a nearby umbrella, so I can just relax and maybe take a nap before I think of something to do here with all these nude strangers.

“No worries, dude. If you need anything, just call me.” And then, he was gone. I found him pretty strange, but also cute at the same time. And that smell. I just couldn’t stop thinking about it at all. I’ve sat down on the grass, enjoying the warmth under my naked buttocks, glancing at other naked animals, their swaying breasts and hips, but mostly at masculine asses and their flopping, bouncing members. The last two I watched as discreetly as possible.

“You look tense. Are you sure you don’t want any help with that?”

This time I wasn’t as startled as the last time, feeling that the air around me got suddenly thicker. But I had no idea what kind of business the yak wanted with me. I wasn’t sure if he was just a creep or overly friendly. I went with the latter. Especially when he was probably the male that I was mostly interested in, choosing from all the other ones around here. No matter what he wanted.

“Sure, I guess. What did you mean exactly by that?” I asked.

“Oh, we have many activities that would help with that. Massages, meditation, yoga. But since you’ve picked this particular spot, I thought you wanted to fool around. After all, we’ve elected this place as a ‘sexual zone’. Whoever feels a need, or comes here with their partner. But since you’ve come here alone, I thought I could help you with that, since you’re new.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Sexual zone? But since he didn’t say that he was joking, I had to trust him on that. He sat right next to him, giving a full view of all the unkept, messy, and smelly fur. And the large beast of a cock, just lying there on his thigh, ready to be used. I eventually nodded, coming closer, intoxicated by his aura. But when he raised his arm to touch me, I gently pushed it away, having a better idea. I just had to feel him.

Before he could protest or say anything, I embraced his whole fuzzy body, rubbing my nose against the moist fur, and getting into his armpits as well. The scent was so powerful, that I entered a smell of daydreaming like I drank a whole pack of solid beverages. I raised my head, seeing him opening his mouth, and extending the giant, floppy tongue. I didn’t flinch, ready for the probably sloppiest french kiss in my entire life.

Our lips finally met, letting our tongues dance together, sharing saliva which in his case was thicker and in larger quantity. I felt him drool all over my chin and chest, letting drops fall down my body and trailing down my skin. The feral noises coming out of his maw drilled into my ears, giving me all the different experiences with mating with another male. I truly enjoyed his tongue, smothered by the hair of his massive face.

I kneaded his wet fur, massing the slim chest, contrasting with the rest of his rather chubby figure. I wanted to worship every last in of it, drowning in this such a pungent scent, invading my mind. I had many choices on how to proceed first, so I decided to start from the very bottom. After a vibrating moan, I leaned over his long legs, grasping firmly yak’s left hoof, whiffing its natural aroma, right before massaging the calf thoroughly.

Yak snorted audibly, drooling further out of his mouth, perhaps releasing some of that clear snot out of those wide-opened nostrils. I didn’t care how messy he was, wanting deeply to feel all of his bodily fluids all over me. I was content, perhaps even loved when I was allowed to roam around his masculine figure, enjoying the heat radiating from him.

I traveled upwards, grasping handfuls of the moist fur, eventually getting right between his thighs. Yak’s large cock was more than ready, waiting for me to finally take it inside my mouth. I knew I would do it sooner or later, but I just had to get into another source of his musk first, right in the lower area. I parted his ass cheeks not hearing even the slightest bit of complaint, preparing myself to smother myself with that sizeable rump.

After extending my tongue, I used it to gently prod against his entrance, groaning loudly in the process. The smell was ridiculously strong, surprising me with its power. I licked around the asshole, whiffing yak’s sharp smell that whole time. I continued, pressing forward inside and pressing my tasting organ against the inner muscles, making him snort again, flinching his hooves, and accidentally touching my feet with them.

I kept kneading hard his ass cheeks, leaning further into him, digging my nose right into that stretched, heavy-looking ballsack. I didn’t even need to take a whiff, knowing how incredibly musky his balls would be. I felt blessed by yak’s aura, his ass all over my tasting buds, while the pleasuring stink invaded my nostrils. I just couldn’t compare it to anything else in my entire life, like my deepest desires were now fulfilled.

Fearing that my partner might be a bit disappointed that I purposefully ignored his now raging, throbbing cock, I immediately grasped that fantastic, rock-hard shaft with my free hand. I stroked it firmly up and down, making sure to expose that meaty head, noticing that it was already moist, and covered with clear fluid. I leaned over, licking off yak’s pre-cum, pleasantly surprised that my efforts made him closer to climax already. That’s why I decided to take my time, wanting this moment to last longer.

I used his thigh’s fur like a pillow, staring at the shaft and rubbing it lazily, trying not to finish him off too early. Seeing him getting impatient, judging by all of those subtle twitches and curling fingers, I finally got up, guiding the red tip right between my spread lips, swirling my tongue all over it. I grasped the base firmly, increasing pressure with my fingers. I was quite envious of his dick and how stiff it could be. But I was here only to worship it, nothing else.

After sucking on the tip harder, I allowed it to get further into my mouth, letting it tickle the back of my throat. I genuinely wanted it all inside me, ready for anything. While he kept sitting on the grass without taking initiative, I had to do most of the work. Before I could even complain about his passiveness, I immediately felt a strong hand against the back of my head. Shocked, not expecting that lazy yak to be so firm and decisive, I accepted that anything was possible, even being ravaged by that laid-back best.

He continued pressing me against his shaft, forcing me to deepthroat it. I buried my nose right into the fluffy, moist abdomen, with my free palm, weighing that wet, hefty ballsack. I prepared myself for the upcoming, massive load until that yak surprised me again. Instead of just climaxing all over me, he pushed me away. I gave him a puzzled, maybe somewhat disappointed look. But looking into his eyes, I noticed something different about him. He didn’t seem to be that lumbering and easygoing animal. More like a savage, ready to attack.

I didn’t even flinch when he went behind me, taking initiative and advantage that I was on my belly. Yak grasped both of my legs and parted them, although I decided to give him a better access and kneeled, raising my ass for him. He didn’t even comment, snorting loudly like he suddenly devolved thousands of years, forgetting how to properly speak. I didn’t mind that at all.

The yak guided his throbbing shaft right between my ass cheeks, prodding the overly wet tip against my tight entrance. I grasped the turf right below me, embracing the impact. I had that fantastic cock down in my mouth, so I knew what to expect. That long moment felt like forever, until he finally pushed, making me lose my breath.

“Ah!”

I let out a long, loud moan, not caring that anyone would watch us, clearly hearing sexual noises coming from this spot. His thick, moist member went right inside with some troubles at first, making me shudder. I immediately got used to this rough feeling, enjoying an intimate moment between me and the unusual partner.

After a few moments, I realized that he wasn’t an experienced lover or perhaps he didn’t care at all. No rhythm or technique, just down-to-the-earth, feral rutting. He wheezed into my ear, fucking me senselessly, making that moist and stretched ballsack to repeatedly slap my inner thighs. Yak kneaded my ass firmly, moving his hips rapidly. I’ve felt my prostate deeply massaged like never before, making my shaft hard as well, already leaking fluids.

The deep and feral noises continued while I was still smothered by the pungent scent. I was proud of myself, able to give him such pleasure and being a perfect lover to him. Or at least I hoped that I was. I kept moaning, wheezing, and sweating profusely, getting hit by his powerful thighs. But nothing could last forever, knowing he was getting closer and closer. And I was ready for it.

One last snort escaped his throat, before locking himself inside me and releasing copious amounts of the hot and sticky, thick jizz deep inside my ass. I couldn’t stop myself from yelling, blessed by all of that yak’s spunk. It kept shooting its load with each powerful throb. Yak wheezed above me, slowly pulling back while the softened, long shaft eventually moved out of my entrance, leaking the rest of the fluid.

After the immediate collapse, I lay down on the soft grass like on a mushy blanket, finally realizing how wet and smelly I am, after all of this fun. I turned over, looking back at him, seeing his usual demeanor come back as if nothing happened. He put a goofy smile on his face, chuckling at me.

“That’s for what this spot is for. Am I right?”

Indeed…