WIP Fetish Story is WIP
Guess what! This is a work-in-progress!
This is placeholder dialogue and placeholder names (idk I might keep them), and early rough draft concept.
I've always wanted to be a psychologist, I love studying the human mind and why we act the way we do, especially fetishes.
"Why are some people into this, or that, fetish?" "How could anyone be turned on by this?" These are questions I love, and frequently will stare at art that disgusts me for sometimes hours on end.
But, I've learned, that if you hang around a specific fetish long enough, it will normalize, thereby the fetish is basically passed onto you. So, warning to anybody who stares at gross stuff; You WILL (possibly) end up liking what you see.
This, as I am definitely ashamed to admit, is my case with watersports (although scat is still out of the picture it is gross [sorry to offend any lovers of scat,] and is unthinkable and just ew). My apologies for acting like maybe I was hiding this from you, if you were my friend, it's something I don't really even like to admit to myself. :(
He aimed his cock down at the girl, who waited patiently, blushing nervously.
"Nrrnggh, are you sure you want to do this, Cat?"
He couldn't hold it any longer. He let himself go.
The girl shrunk back in surprise at first as she was met with her boyfriend's salty urine. It splashed off of her face, onto her glasses, which, admittedly, she should have taken off before she began this endeavor.
Dripping down her face and neck and chest. It had a warm smell to it; something strangely erotic.
Reluctantly, she opened her mouth, staring into her boyfriend's more-than-happy eyes, and let the wolf's warm golden stream into her mouth.
She gagged at first, pushing the hot, salty urine out of her mouth with her tongue. She pursed her lips and let him continue on her face.
She tried again, this time, letting him fill her mouth up. It streamed from her mouth, dripping down her chin, splashing onto her luscious breasts, which she held in her hands, cupping her wet nipples.
She grabbed his hips slowly inching closer to his cock, her mouth wide-open.
She was feeling adventurous.
She closed her eyes, pausing for a second, and swallowed.
His strong-tasting, salty piss traveled down her throat.
She cringed for a moment, not realizing how much it actually turned her on.
She followed her boyfriend's stream slowly, as it died, moving a white-made-yellow paw to her sex.
She wrapped her lips around the wolf's limp, knotted-dick as the last drops of urine leaked from him.
"Mmhmm," she moaned, staring into his eyes, lust taking over her.
She felt him livening up inside of her mouth. She coaxed him with her long tongue, slowly gliding her lips over his maleness until she found a slow rhythm.
The male moaned, placing a paw on the back of the catgirl's blonde head, slowly strenthening his pull.
"M'mon, Wolf, more. More!" Cat managed when she took a breath.
Wolf huffed, scratching the catgirl's throat like she liked, "Damn, Cat, I never imagined you'd be so slutty."
The catgirl looked away, wrapping a padded paw around his penis, "Neither did I..."