Scandal Ch 1
#1 of Scandal
OMG I KNOW! It's been ages since I've posted anything. But this is one of those stories which I had a dream about and i couldn't get back to sleep until I had written it. A little different from the usual, enjoy.
Warning: 18+ Naughty Stuff
The vibration of the music tickled Caroline's bare feet as she ran up the wooden stairs and into the loft of the barn. She was dragging behind her a tall Dalmatian with a swimmer's build and a warm blush on his face, his naturally dark hair dyed blue in places. Her own body was warm as her blood flowed with the influence of liquor; her excitement causing the nipples on her firm BB sized breasts to brush against her shirt. A smile spread across Richie's muzzle when they reached the top; somehow the short haired brunette had already managed to get her jean shorts off and he was staring at her perfect tan ass. Soon enough, he found himself pinned against the support beam in the center of the loft, starring into her sea blue eyes with the party still going on just over his shoulder. They kissed; they kissed deep and hard as she fumbled with his jeans, his big red, knotted cock flopping out between the V of his fly, forcing a moan out of him.
As Caroline reached into his pants and pulled out the canine condom he had hidden there, Richie placed his head against the beam behind him, the music pounding in his ears. The dog gasped as the rubber was rolled down the shaft of his cock; nearly jumping when the stretched part was snapped over the bulbous flesh towards the base. She could smell the liquor on his heavy breath. He grunted, feeling that stretched bit tightening around his growing knot as she lifted up his shirt and tugged at one of his nipples with her teeth. Gripping to the edges of the wooden beam with his paws, Richie's cock jumped between his legs, tapping against the thin little slit between hers. "Aw fuck you..." he groaned and chuckled at the same time, running his paws through the short hair on the back of her head. He loved it rough...
Leaving him with a throbbing nub, Caroline turned around, groping her ass against waist, grinding his thick red rod between her slit. She moaned with him as he grabbed her hips, actually feeling her hot sex already dripping over his cock, even through the rubber. There wasn't going to be anymore foreplay, and he was okay with that; he had been planning and wanting this all week...
As Richie pressed his pointed tip against her wet cunt from behind, he felt a natural need to lean forward and bite down on her neck. At first her moan was quiet through his love bite, but then she cried out as his cock plunged into her tight folds. She wasn't a virgin...though she almost felt like one again; feeling his big, firm, hot prick pushing her open as he moved his hips. His dark, padded paws were moving up her slim body, flipping her shirt just above her breasts as he teased her nipples with his black nails, swirling around the excited nubs of flesh.
The lights died down below them and the strobe lights were suddenly going crazy. Caroline closed her eyes, gasping each time that amazing feeling spread through her body as the dog's big, hot cock slammed into her, her chest bouncing as he lifted her into the air. She gasped when out of nowhere she felt someone else press up against her, pinning her between two strong, muscular bodies. Right away she knew who it was as she ran her fingertips over the soft, dark fur of the panther. "Don?" she could barely mutter. Caroline found her attention being pulled between the two studs, squirming beneath the rough groping, kissing them whenever they tugged at her cheek. So much was going on she almost didn't know what to do when Don pressed his wrapped, barbed cock head between her wet cunt and Richie's raging knotted cock...
She nearly shouted; grabbing onto whatever she could as their two big cocks spread her deep. There was so much going on inside her she couldn't help but instinctively wrap her arms around Don's neck, brushing against the thicker fur along the panther's jaw line, almost like a chin-strap beard. The big, muscular cat grunted, brushing his maw against the side of her head. He loved the feeling of her writhing in his arms, moving his hips into a good rhythm as his own cock pushed against Richie's, finally pulling off their plan to get Caroline alone... But just as he pushed in an inch more, there was a sudden popping feeling...and Don's cock went just a little deeper.
Caroline groaned as Richie quickly pulled out, nibbling at the base of Don's jaw as the dog repositioned his cock. The girl sucked through her teeth, gripping hard to Don's shoulders as Richie pressed against her other hole before easing it in, her juices from her dripping cunt almost acting like a lube, making it so much easier for the jock to take her. She had lost all control...they had taken it from her. Closing her eyes again, she rocked back and forth, feeling two great big cocks sliding in and out of her. She had taken it up the ass before, but this was an all new experience. Speechless, she wasn't sure which feeling she loved the most, swearing that those great big cocks were almost grinding against each other.
Don growled, grazing his sharp teeth against Caroline's tan shoulder, locking his fingers around Richie's as he grabbed her hips to get a deeper thrusting motion. He didn't know why, but her warm, wet insides suddenly felt even more amazing. Her walls were teasing the sensitive barbs beneath his head and they were already getting close to driving him over the edge. He drove on, gazing over her shoulders at Richie who was giving him a sinister look as they pounded away at her. They felt her up, teasing her, touching in her in such sensitive places, driving her over the edge! When she felt them both biting her in places, she quickly lost it. "Oh my God!" she cried, her body suddenly going stiff, throwing out her arms and legs, tightly wrapping her ankles around Don's waist, tightly pulling him in as she nearly screamed as she came.
The big cat nearly pulled her off Richie's cock before carrying her over to the nearby bales of hay. The Dalmatian groaned, the sudden feeling driving him over the edge, "FUCK!" He grabbed hold of his dick and tore off the condom, furiously jerking as he got ready to blow his load. Watching Don wildly fucking Caroline on her back, Ritchie gasped and grunted while bending his knees and leaning against the beam behind him as he thrust his hips; thick ropes of cum shooting onto the wooden floor as Don raced to finish.
Don growled wildly, feeling Caroline tucked firmly into his chest with her arms wrapped around his back. He threw his ass into the air, coming back down and thrusting deep. His ripped, powerful arms were shaking as he felt himself getting close. As she pulled at his waist with her ankles, he lost it, grunting as his knees buckled and he thrust one...last...time... With three sharp jerks, he came long and he came hard, "Ungh...UNGH.....UNGH!"
When he started to pull out, Caroline quickly rolled to her side, drunk and exhausted, her chest rising and falling fast. Don collapsed next to her, peeling the remains of the cum drenched rubber from his dick and dropping it on the floor. Lying there, stroking his cum soaked cock and grazing Caroline's back with his claws, Don smiled at Richie who leaned against the beam with his own softening cock hanging between his legs.
Richie mischievously smiled back, thinking this would be the end to a long planned night...