Oh! OH! Oh.
"Oh! OH! Oh."
"Oh!" I gasped, my pawpads touching the cold floor as the canine pulled my hindpaws away from me causing me to roll back onto my tail. I caught myself before I slipped and hit my head on the floor. I smiled up at his unusually aggressive act, but enjoying the mystery and danger building in the moment.
He climbed atop me between my legs tentatively, smiling back at me before leaning in to kiss me slow and passionately on my muzzle. It had been so long since he had touched me in such a way, it instantly made me warm in my ears. The cold air of the server room caught me again briefly when he drew himself away from me propping himself up on one paw and carefully adjusting himself as I gazed across my chestfur at him.
It took but a moment before I felt his hard wet cock-tip touch the soft tissue under my tail. He wasted no time pressing it through my soft flesh and I shivered in the contradiction of the cool air and the burning hot cock quickly sliding deeper into me. I reached my paws out and put them onto his firm fuzzy shoulders, smiling and panting softly as I he pressed himself fully into me with a curious wink.
He slid down to his elbows and arched his back slightly drawing his cock out of me leaving just the tip piercing my wet tailring. His nose pressed up under my chin and against my neck and I felt him draw the cold air of the room through my fur into his nose loudly. I giggled aloud, almost tickled by the sensation. He immediately quieted my giggling, pressing his cock almost all the way into me again.
He began a slow but wonderfully sensual massage of my insides, drawing his thickening cock out and replacing it repeatedly. His breath was warm against my neck, licking now and even drawing in folds of my soft-furred skin into his muzzle and gnawing gently upon it. His thrusts were getting deeper now and I realized I unconsciously had wrapped my hindpaws around his ass and was squeezing him insistently to go deeper.
My paws went from holding his back and shoulderfur to stroking his back as his bellyfur started to tickle my cocktip, now fully erect and poking him in the stomach with each of his thrusts into me. I felt like I had a fever, but the shocks of the cold air hitting my wet, exposed parts of skin each time he arched into me and out again nearly made me dizzy.
I don't know how long it had been, it could have been three minutes... maybe thirty, I don't know. My head couldn't be clear anymore even sucking in the cold air as rapidly as I was, not with the beginnings of his swelling cockbase stinging my tailring each time it slid through.
"OH!" I almost shouted when that bulbous knot popped through my flesh into my tail. I squeezed him tight with all four paws, desperately trying to prevent him from trying to pull that hard ball of flesh out of me again. He obliged and I opened my eyes to his nose right above mine, smiling at me. We fell into a deep muzzle-locked kiss, our tongues carrying on the battle with vigor.
I wiggled beneath him and he humped me quickly in immeasurably short strokes, tugging my tailflesh a bit but never hard. I wished we had done more of this sooner. He was deliberately rubbing is bellyfur along my cock with each hump, using his breath to aid in changing his belly shape. This was torture I never wanted to end.
I lost the battle and opened my muzzle around his trying to suck in more air as I felt his foreclaws dig into my sides and his knot suddenly swell and harden inside me putting a pressure on my insides like something trying to escape.
I yelped out a bit, shooting my warm sticky seed into his bellyfur uncontrollably. I felt like my stomach could explode from the pressure inside me. Then he shuddered and let out a brief howl as my orgasm squeezed my soft wet flesh around the base of his cock. I could feel every pulsation.
Three... five... ten times... oh puppy. I lost count overwhelmed by the pressure inside me. He was like a faucet, no, a fire hose. I couldn't stop him, and his wonderful knot was so big and so tight. I was doomed to suffer each drop being trapped inside me. My belly become warm as his hot seed filled me and pumped its way further up into me. Will this never end? Surely I'll burst!
And then what seemed like an eternity of being pumped up like a balloon, it did end. I whimpered loudly and he kissed me softly. I wish it hadn't ended. Our tongues greeted each other in solace, mutually agreeing not to let the moment escape us.
He gently set his head down on my shoulder and I nuzzled my nose against his neck for warmth. I stared up briefly at the rows of blue, green and red lights glowing and blinking above me. I fell asleep waking some time later when the cold of my wet tailring hitting the air startled me. The wonderful pressure of his knot and seed was gone, but he was still there. Still holding me, still warm, still inside me. His juices leaked slowly out of me across my tail, making a small puddle on the floor.
He grabbed the nearby dust rag and leaned back pulling our sticky bellyfur apart. He drew himself extremely slowly out of me with a wry grin and I giggled and squirmed at the torture. He cleaned himself quickly and took care of my dripping tailpucker. He tossed the rag atop the puddle on the floor, and put a footpaw down on top of it as he reached down with both paws to take mine and lift me quickly to my feet. He leaned forward and kissed my nose. I smiled.
He skillfully kicked the rag from the floor into a nearby trash can. We left the cold air of the server room, out of the building and began walking down the dark sidewalk. He poked me in the side gently and put his paw out. I gave him a curious glance and a giggle. He tapped my side with the back of his paw. I was confused. He rolled his eyes and took my paw holding it lovingly as we walked into the crisp Christmas night.
"Oh".
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Thumper