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"A-ah, Art! That feels weird!" Melissa moan-laughs out, the chubby squirrel's tail raised high as she feels the wet nose of her canine suitor prod and rub against her tailhole. She presses down on his face, her paws rubbing over her curves as Art holds her the cheeks of her ass apart. "And mnnfff...don't you want to hit this again?" She waves her tail in the general direction of the side table, upon which the glass piece they'd been using sits.

"Ahh...that's a really good offer, actually. Don't you mind if I do, if you'd move dat ass." He gives his partner's tailhole a long, wet lick, causing her to shudder and moan out, once again pressing her rear down against his face before turning around and moving down his body, her paws running through his black fur before she settles down with his cock right between the lips of her pussy, allowing him to sit up and grab the pipe and lighter. Bringing it up to his mouth, he lights it up from the side, inhaling deeply from the piece and letting the smoke sit in his lungs for a few measures of the music playing in the background before exhaling, grinning toothily at Melissa as he passes the pipe to her. "You're gonna take that seat back, right?" he asks, laughing out a bit. Melissa smiles coyly at him, grinding her hips down against his, sliding the underside of his cock between the wet lips of her pussy as she takes the glass pipe and lighter from him, taking a slow, deep hit in the same fashion as he did.

"Mmmmm...ahhhh...I don't know, this is feeling like the best seat in the house, right now," she exhales dreamily, setting the paraphernalia aside as she pushes the black-furred wolf back down onto his back, continuing to grind her sex along the canine meat below her, her paws lightly grasping at the medium-length fur of Art's chest. Art moves his own paws over to the squirrel's hips, rubbing down over them and along the curve of her ass, one paw stroking up the underside of her large, fluffy tail, moaning out softly as he grinds up slightly against her movements.

"Ohh...it's hard to argue with that, but I'm still hungry..." he murrs softly, closing his eyes and just enjoying the hot, slick ministrations of his partner's netherlips sliding along his cock. Melissa rolls her eyes, lifts her hips up, and reaches down, grabbing the thick canine member below her, guiding the head to her entrance.

"No dessert until you've had your entree, Arty," she teases him, and slowly begins to lower herself down onto his shaft, the both of them moaning out softly as she sinks it into her constricting tunnel, panting softly as she lets the full length rest inside of her, her breasts heaving lightly. "Mffff, shit...you should have had me come over sooner, it's been too long..."

Art grins up at her and he gives her ass a firm smack, eliciting a soft moan and giggle from his partner, moaning out softly himself as she squeezes her already tight passage around his cock. "Ahh...well, you're here now, so just make the most of it."

Melissa grins right back down at him, and nods, leaning down and wrapping her arms around under his back as she begins to lift her hips up off of his and pushing back down deeply, moaning out into Art's ear with each thrust of his member into her wet pussy. "Mmmmnn...just...lay there and don't knot me, and I'll make more out of it than you'll believe..." She pants out into his ear softly as she increases her speed, Art's moans and pants growing to match hers. His paws grip and spread the cheeks of her ass, causing her to squirm her hips slightly as his fingers edge closer to her pucker.

"Mmnnn...ah, shit...we're finishing that bowl, and filling this hole, before we're done, Mel..." Art growls softly, and gives the squirrel's ear a soft bite as she continues to ride his cock, the scent of her sex nearly matching the scent of the weed in the room. He begins to thrust up against her own thrusts, his cock beginning to leak precum inside of her pussy, easing their increased pace. Melissa blushes at his remark.

"Ahh...well...ahhh...you definitely aren't allowed to knot that...but..." she slowly raises her hips up off of his cock, and she moves down, taking the shaft in one paw and cradling his balls in the other, looking up at him as she licks up the underside of the shaft and all around the head, maintaining eye contact as she takes it into her mouth, stroking his wet, thick shaft as she begins to bob her head up and down it. Art groans out in pleasure as she deftly sucks him off, and arches his back briefly as she eventually begins to throat him, pulling up occasionally, leaving his cock soaked in precum and thick saliva. "I guess you can have dessert early." She winks up at him, and kisses the head of his cock softly, turning around and bending over, her huge, furry tail raised high and wiggling her plump, shapely rear at him.

Art kneels up and leans down, spreading the cheeks of her ass widely once again so that he can nuzzle his nose against her tight puckered tailhole, lapping at it savoringly, eliciting shivers and moans from his rodent companion, his tail wagging happily as he does so. "Thank you, ma'am. You won't regret it for a second." He continues to lap wetly at the squirrel's pink little asshole, pushing his tongue through as deeply as he can, pulling out occasionally to lick all around the pucker, one paw moving down to begin to finger her now-empty pussy along to the pace of his licks, drawing yet more moans from her.

"Ohhhh god...ahhh...ah...wait...before we do more, I need to hit that again..." She looks back at him, passively swaying her ass and panting softly. Art nods, and grabs the pipe and lighter from the side table, handing them to her. She takes a deep hit, sighing out contently as she exhales the smoke. "Alright. Sorry. You know I've got to be really high to like you in my ass. You're too big." Art rolls his eyes at the pseudo-flattery.

"I knotted your ass one time, and now you don't risk it sober?" He laughs out, and continues to eat her tailhole eagerly, cock dripping precum and tail wagging. She moans out, and giggles, herself.

"My body, my rules. And my rules say I must be this high to get fucked in the butt. Now get fuckin', wolfie." She once again pushes her ass back against his face, her tailhole much more relaxed than before. Art grins, and leans back up, scootching closer to push the head of his cock against her back entrance.

"Mnff...you asked for it..." he slowly pushes his cock into her tight asshole, groaning out at the feeling of her puckered ring practically sucking his meat inside. He gently thrusts himself into her, his paws resting on the cheeks of her ass, fingers running through her red fur, the both of them moaning out softly as his canine length sinks deeper and deeper into her tailhole with each thrust, precum helping to lubricate the way. Eventually, he sinks his entire cock into her rear, letting it rest inside, throbbing gently as the rim of her tailhole clenches at the base of his shaft and she squirms lightly on his meat.

"Ah...shit...remember, no knot..." Melissa groans out, her long, fluffy tail twitching against Art's chest. She reaches a paw down, and begins to rub her clit as Art begins to pull his cock back out of her tailhole, thrusting back in and out deeply, their paces matching. His balls press against the lips of her wet, hot pussy with every hilting thrust into her ass, soaking the fur of his sac. Her puckered ring twinges and squeezes more regularly around the thick intruder as she rubs and pinches her swollen clit, stroking it with its own hood, her legs quivering as she strokes herself faster with the steadily increasing pace of Art's thrusts into her tailhole. She whimpers quietly to herself along with her groans and moans, knowing she'll be sore for a day or few.

Art's thrusts into his lover's tailhole become more rough as his precum coats the inside of her passage thoroughly, his previously gentle repeated thrusting having stretched her out comfortably enough. He pants out more heavily as his rougher thrusts smack his balls wetly against her netherlips, egged on by her growing moans as she rubs her clit faster, the squirrels breathing growing heavier as she approaches her own orgasm, judging by the growing frequency of her clenches around his member and intensifying quivering of her legs. Art hilts his cock into her tailhole, bucking deeply against her, driving just a few inches of his meat in and out of her, his knot beginning to grow as his orgasm nears, precum leaking from his cock already filling her back passage.

"Ahnnn...ah, ahhhhhh! N-n-no knot...!" Melissa arches her back and moans out loudly, bucking her ass back against Art's hips as she feels his growing knot pop in and out of her tailhole, the feeling of being stretched wider and wider setting her orgasm off, wetness leaking from her pussy as she rubs herself quickly throughout it, her tailhole clenching hard on Art's cock with unfortunate timing, trapping the bulbous knot before he can pull out, growing to its full size before she can unclench herself.

"Ohhh fuck...ahhh...that's...not my fault..." Art pants out, thrusting and bucking his hips against her ass futilely, the pressure of her rear passage pushing him over the edge as his own orgasm begins, his cock spurting ropes of cum deep into her tailhole. Melissa whimpers and moans out as she faintly feels herself pumped full of warm canine seed, her orgasm settling down, leaving her practically limp and out of breath.

"Oh...you...fuck...fuck...fuck you..." Melissa lays flat on her front, legs shaking as Art's orgasm continues for a few more moments, leaving her tailhole filled with his still-engorged knot and his thick seed. Her fluffy tail thumps against his chest, and she pushes her ass back against Art's hips hard. "Lay back, jerk."

"Ah...hey...it wasn't my fault, you were all tightened up and I couldn't pull out!" He grabs hold of her hips, pulling her back with him as he leans back, and she gathers the strength to lay back onto him so he can straighten out his legs.

"Mmff...well...now we're stuck. And I don't know about you, but I have to piss." She kneels back up over him, squirming a bit with his cock still knotted firmly inside of her tailhole, and she glares back down at him.

"Ah...and? You're just going to have to wait."

"'And,' fuck you. My body, my rules, bitch." With a groan, she shifts to start turning around, moaning out softly as the slicked-up cock turns inside of her cum-filled ass until she's turned to face him, and she leans down, arms pinning his down.

"W-wait, what? Ah...shit, come on, don't, I just washed everything!" Art struggles underneath her, unable to move in any sort of useful way, his length still knotted deep inside of her back entrance. Melissa grins down at him mischievously and closes her eyes, a look of deep relief washing over her face as she relaxes her bladder, her hot piss streaming down hard onto the fur of Art's abdomen, soaking his belly and running down onto the black sheets beneath him, the scent pungent with a mix of arousal and weed. Art whines, but resigns himself to the fate of washing his body and sheets once again. Less than a minute more of her relieving herself later, she finishes, letting out a content sigh.

"Mnnnnn...you only have yourself to blame for that." She giggles, and pulls up on Art's cock, his knot having started to shrink just enough for her to pull off, moaning a bit loudly as it pops out, and she scoots up over Art's body, tail held high, cum leaking from her abused hole and over his fur. "And so's this." She settles her hot, wet pussy down onto his muzzle, cum leaking from her gaping tailhole down his chin, as she forces him to eat her moist cunt. He buries his tongue into her hot passage, nose rubbing against her clit, his cum dripping onto his chin and chest from her ass, the white seed standing in stark contrast to his black fur. She grinds down on his face, moaning out in pleasure at the feeling of his hot tongue inside of her, her paws paying mind to her breasts.

Art pulls his tongue from her insides, beginning to lap quickly and firmly at her erect little clit, moving a paw up and under her to begin finger-fucking her needy sex, causing her to squirm with pleasure, her tailhole and vagina both clenching gently. His two fingers work over her inner walls as they thrust, coating their fur with her clear, aromatic juices, and his tongue works shapes over and around her clit, sliding over it and firmly against other parts of her vulva, her moaning growing louder and more frequent. He continues, she grinds down on his fingers and face, clenching harder and panting out, her legs trembling hard as her second orgasm of the night builds up quickly. Feeling her approach her orgasm, Art pushes a third finger into her cunt, the additional pressure as she squeezes down hard setting her off, arching her back and pushing down on Art's muzzle hard, the both of her holes clenching nearly in time with her heartbeat, a rush of wetness slicking the fur of Art's fingers even further. "Ohhhhhhffffuuuuuuck!" Within half of a minute of her orgasm wracking her body, she falls back onto Art's body, panting heavily, her fluffy tail swaying directly in Art's face.

"You're gonna get off me soon, right?" He playfully nips at her tail, getting only a mouthful of fuzz.

"Mmmmmmmm...no. You're warm." Melissa closes her eyes, nuzzling the back of her head against his inner thighs. Art reaches a paw down, gently caressing the fur of her stomach, his tail wagging between his legs as they lay together.

"Yeah, you're warm, too." He nuzzles his head against the inside of her thigh as well, closing his eyes contently. Before long, the two of them fall asleep, high and sexually exhausted.

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About an hour later, the door to Art's bedroom is knocked on and opened by his older sister, Iris. "Hey Art, I know you just got laid, but I also know you have weed, and-" she notices the two still asleep, Melissa having rolled half off of him at some point, head in his lap and body sprawled out shamelessly across the bed. Iris suppresses a laugh as she sees the ridiculous state of the two. "I'll just take my turn with this, then." She grabs the pipe off of the side table it had been sitting on, and kisses Art on the forehead, then turns to leave the room, shutting the light off and closing the door quietly.