Satisfaction Guaranteed
After a lousy day at work, a stallion named Jonas heads to the store to pick up some new clothes and try to forget about his worries. That proves easier than he ever expected when a fetching employee, a bear named Kaylah, approaches him with a unique offer...
And there we go! Just a few days after I decided to do it, I present a short, smutty story that was surprisingly fun to write, and which I'm proud to share during the month of February. n_n
It was kind of a nice change of pace writing something really, really straightforward for a change, and I hope you guys like it. :-)
Satisfaction Guaranteed By Green
The clear plastic doors sighed quietly as they parted automatically to let the tall equine male pass through, and so did Jonas as he entered the store. It just hadn't been his day. Tech support wasn't exactly his ideal job, and it really wore at him after a while. He'd heard the stories beforehand, had chuckled and winced in equal measure, but deep down, he'd always believed that those were the outliers, that most people couldn't possibly be that ignorant and ill-informed about the products they used. Now he knew better. At least his shift was over for today, and until he got home, he could hold out hope that there would be a better offer in his inbox, that his resume wasn't just gathering e-dust on all those employment sites. But for right now, he wanted to push work out of his mind, because it was Friday afternoon, and all he wanted was to buy a hoodie and some new pants. Well, that's not all, but it would do for now.
Walking under the great big 'Sullivan's' sign over the entryway, the paint horse looked around the store and its overtly cheery decor. He hadn't taken more than three steps before a human in a white plastic vest bearing a 'Roger' nametag greeted him with a smile that looked distressingly sincere. "Welcome to Sullivan's Department Store!" the man said, with a tone that suggested that Jonas was an old friend he hadn't seen in a while, "Can I help you find anything?" Jonas was self-aware enough to know that Roger here wasn't really that annoying, and that his lousy day had just made him a little more irritable than usual. That in mind, he forced a small smile onto his muzzle and shook his head. "No, that's fine, I know where I'm going," he said. Roger nodded as Jonas kept walking past. "Alright then, have a great day at Sullivan's! Remember, your satisfaction is guaranteed!" the eager employee called after the horse, who rolled his eyes and kept going.
As he crossed by the jewellery counter and walked the wide aisle running through the women's clothing section, Jonas paused for a moment, his sullen expression perking up as he laid eyes on another employee in a white vest, this one a female brown bear who was folding blouses and putting them on display. Taking a step closer, the tall male tilted his head to the side just a little, letting his mane dangle off his shoulder as he took in the sight of the bear's soft, plump butt. Jonas had always been an ass man, and God did he ever want to touch this one. He briefly fantasized about kissing the bear, maybe right here, against that shirt display, and his hands slipping around behind her to grope that perfect rump... Lost in the fantasy, he caught on just a little too slowly as the woman turned around, her task complete, and saw the horse just standing there, eyes on her butt. He snapped his gaze away immediately, but she still gave him a suspicious look as she put her hands on her hips. "...Can I help you, sir?" she asked, more cautious than enthusiastic. Jonas stared blankly for a moment, and then recovered fairly quickly, smiling casually and nodding. "Uhh, sure!" he said, "Could you point me to the menswear section? I wanted to pick up some - I mean, a sweatshirt and a pair of jeans." A look of relief spread across the face of the sow (a word that referred to female bears as well as pigs, and which the stallion was well familiar with, given the species' tendency towards the nice round asses he so loved) as Jonas demonstrated that he wasn't actually a pervert here to leer at her, but just another customer asking for help. Turning and pointing, she grinned at him, who couldn't help but notice she had a really nice smile. "It's just down that way, sir," she said, "Just across from Electronics, you can't miss it." Nodding, Jonas glanced down at her name tag. "Thank you... Kaylah," he said, "That's a big help." As he left, he gave his tail a flick to try and subtly encourage the fetching bear to return the favour and check out his own toned rump. "I'm glad to be of service... sir," she said, and watched him leave with a grin.
A few minutes later, Jonas had settled on a bright red hoodie that would show up well in headlights when he went walking at night, and was currently sorting through several pairs of blue jeans. The paint horse let out a sigh as he concentrated on the minute differences between the pants, the smell of denim strong in his flared nostrils. He was leaning toward a relatively lean pair, and held them up for inspection for what felt like the fortieth time. You know, he thought, my ass would look really, really good in these... As he pondered, a soft voice from just behind him offered its opinion. "Your ass would look really good in those," said the bemused female voice, as if reading his thoughts. Turning around and finding Kaylah the bear standing there, grinning at him, Jonas' first thought was actually Am I really that easy to read? But what he said was a bit more reserved. "Pardon, miss?" he asked, "I'm not sure I heard that right..." Chuckling softly, Kaylah put her hands on her hips again. "Oh, you heard me right," she said, "I can see the red on your cheeks, big man." While Jonas struggled to think of anything to say, the bear shrugged and started studying a rack of cargo pants just next to her. "Turnabout is fair play, after all," she added, casually, "I'd say you got a fair eyeful over in the ladies' section, eh?" Jonas winced. Busted. "Look, I'm sorry, I just -" Looking back at him, Kaylah waved dismissively. "No, it's alright, I know I got a fine booty," she said, grinning, "Actually, I came over here to... make you an offer that doesn't have anything to do with a flash sale." Swallowing, Jonas straightened up and crossed his arms. "What, uh, what did you have in mind?" he asked. Her eyes flickered mischievously. "Are you seeing anyone?" the brown sow countered. After a moment, he grinned and shook his head. "Perfect," she continued, "See, I've worked here for a while, but I've finally got an offer from a better place, so I already put in my notice. But before I go, I've always had this fantasy of... of seducing a customer and having my way with him in the changing booths in the clothes section." Jonas tried to hide his excitement with this idea, and failed miserably, nickering softly, which made Kaylah grin wide enough to show off her impressive teeth. "Does it still work if you tell him you're seducing him?" the horse asked, with a smirk. Stepping closer, the ursine beauty played her finger down the middle of Jonas' jacket, catching the zipper with a claw and unzipping the garment. "I don't know, 'sir'," she whispered, "You tell me."
One scant minute later, Jonas was walking over to the changing booths in the men's section and trying desperately not to think about the awesomeness that was sure to ensue, lest he get an erection before he arrived. Though the problem plagued all of malekind, surely the awkward public boner was more of a problem for men of equine descent. Openly carrying the hoodie and jeans, as if people would question why he was going into the booth otherwise, Jonas tried to look casual and walked to the one closest to the wall, glancing underneath each one and looking for feet. Seeing none, he grinned and stepped inside his chosen booth, and though he hung the pants on a hook on the wall, he lifted the hoodie and draped it over the top of the door as a bright red signal. Then he sat down on the bench inside, checked out his appearance in the mirror, and waited. There was no way he was gonna get naked before she got here, in case this was some kind of prank, but it was hard for him to sit there and fidget, knowing (or at least hoping) what was about to happen. Fortunately, before long at all, there came a rapping at the door, and a familiar voice. "Anything I can help you with in there, sir?" Kaylah called, her tone the very picture of professionalism. "Oh yes, I'm glad you're here!" the paint horse replied, putting a similarly innocent cast to his words. As the bear stepped inside, locking the door (well, closing the latch, anyway) behind her, Jonas started to get up, but the bear stopped him. "No, wait, I like you right there," she said, unfastening a belt full of small tools and devices used by Sullivan's employees, "I hope you like cowgirl... no pun intended." "Cowgirl would be fucking awesome," he said, agreeably, though in truth he'd hoped to take her from behind, standing up and leaning against the mirror. Still, to continue the stupid pun, this was her rodeo, her fantasy, and he was happy letting her take charge. Kaylah reached back and freed her hair from the confining ponytail she wore, shaking her head and letting it cascade down her shoulders, and her paramour shuddered from head to toe. Jeez, she was beautiful. "Okay, I clocked out on break, but we'd still better make this quick," the bear warned, stepping out of her shoes, "They're not exactly okay with people fucking in these booths, not that it stops anyone, but I don't even know what they'd do if they caught an employee." Jonas had Inherited feet (or back feet, if you will), and his cold-weather shoes, which wrapped around the sides of his hooves but not the bottom, were easily removed. "Now... shit, what is your name, anyway?" she laughed, "Sorry if you're into that, but I'm not calling you 'sir' while we're doing it." The stallion grinned and winked at her. "I'm Jonas, miss. Pleased to meet you." Moving forward, still wearing her untucked shirt and pants, the sow climbed up on the bench and straddled his be-jeaned thighs. "Not as pleased as you're about to be, Jonas," she murmured, "I promise you that."
Suppressing the urge to whinny in anticipation, Jonas shrugged off his jacket and reached up to embrace the woman on his lap, delighted when Kaylah let him pull her in for a kiss. Her black lips were so soft, so gentle against his own, her fur so plush and silky under his fingers... As their tongues entwined, Jonas sighed through his nostrils, and his impromptu lover let out a muffled giggle as the hot air washed over her muzzle. He wanted to linger, to explore each and every inch of her mouth with his tongue, to feel every single hair in her pelt run though his hands, but she pulled back quickly and sighed. "Oh yeah," she muttered as she ditched the vest and pulled her shirt up over her head, "Girl, you found yourself a winner!" Jonas couldn't help but grin as he took in her upper body; Kaylah carried a bit of fat, like pretty much every other bear in the world, but like those bears, it looked good on her, making the loose parts of her pelt look soft and inviting, making her breasts and ass plumper than on other women her size, and most importantly, hiding the impressive muscle Jonas knew from his own history that she carried on her frame. She was almost a foot and a half shorter than him, but the stallion suspected that Kaylah could kick his ass if she put her mind to it. There was something about a powerful, stocky girl that really turned Jonas on, and it wasn't just because they could handle the love of a horse more easily than a skinny, fragile girl. Reaching forward, he placed his thick, seemingly clumsy fingers on the front-facing clasp of her bra and popped it open, freeing her gorgeously soft and heavy breasts. Kaylah laughed casually and shrugged the garment off. "Got experience doing that, huh?" she asked, reaching forward and stripping off Jonas' polo shirt, revealing the paint horse's white-and-light-brown spattered hide. "You should see me do it with my teeth," the stallion replied, "It's a shame time is of the essence, or I'd show you what else I can do with my mouth." Punctuating that sentence, he stuck his very long, muscular tongue out of his mouth and exaggeratedly licked his lips. The bear grinned at him approvingly, but her attention quickly dropped to his chest. One hand felt up his well-defined muscles, the other idly traced the random line that separated the two colours of his short fur. "Jesus, I love a guy who works out," she murmured, teasing her hand over his abs, "I'm getting wet already..." Jonas' cock gave a twitch in his pants, and she actually looked down. "Fuck, I felt that!" she chuckled, lifting one leg and staring at the shape outlined against his thigh, "It really is true what they say!" Gently encouraging her to stand again for a moment, Jonas grabbed his belt and waggled his eyebrows at her. "If you think you can feel it now..." he teased, and the ursine femme growled appreciatively.
When the stallion reached for his fly, to his surprise, Kaylah stopped him. "Wait, let me!" she said, eagerly, and dropped to her knees for a moment. Opening up his pants and reaching into his boxers, the bear tugged Jonas' impressive package out into the open air, his fattening penis starting to rise more quickly now that it was free, and his sizable balls flopping against his jeans with a satisfying slap. "Ohhhh, God..." Kaylah breathed, staring at the horse's cock with open awe, "I know we're in a hurry, but I - I gotta taste this thing..." Jonas gestured welcomingly to his manhood, and the stocky female leaned forward and gave it a quick lick, sampling the flavour of his skin, and then took the end of it into her mouth. "Fuck..." Jonas groaned softly. The feeling of her muzzle around his prick was glorious. The way her lips and tongue worked together on his sensitive flesh, the way she bobbed her head along his shaft so easily, he could do this all day. "You must have d-dated a horse before..." he whispered, "You're not even taking it slow..." Okay, so he wasn't exactly as hung as a feral horse and their infamously humongous cocks, but he was still pretty big by most standards! Pausing a moment, Kaylah looked him right in the eye and then took his dick, which by now had reached full erection inside her mouth, all the way to the base. When her nose was nuzzled against his pubic fur, their eyes still locked, she winked at the startled stallion, who covered his mouth and moaned. Pulling off, leaving his prick glistening with saliva from end to end, Kaylah coughed once and then laughed gently. "Yeah, I used to shack up with this horse dude," she said, casually, "He taught me a thing or two. Great guy. You kinda remind me of him, actually." She stood up, and this time it was Jonas who stopped her. "Hang on, let me do it," he said, "Turnabout is fair play, right?" Spreading her hands invitingly, Kaylah stepped forward, and the eager male unzipped her pants and tugged them down her shapely legs. Then, he lifted himself up off his seat, keeping himself about halfway between standing and sitting by leaning his ass against the back of the cramped booth, and leaned his neck forward so he could take one of the bear's soft brown nipples into his mouth. At the same time, Jonas slipped a hand into Kaylah's dark purple panties and began feeling up her vulva. The bear tensed up for a moment and swore softly, shuddering against him, and he was impressed by how easily his middle finger parted her folds and slipped between her labia, into the tight heat within her. He stopped suckling her teat to talk, speaking with his mouth slightly muffled because it was still pressed to her breast. "You weren't lying, you're so fucking wet..." As he spoke, he stirred his finger around inside her, feeling up Kaylah's inner walls, and he could feel her juices running down his knuckles and soaking into her underwear. The bear reached forward and began massaging the back of Jonas' muscular neck, sighing with pleasure as he fingered her. "A - a lady never lies to her s-suitors," she said, sounding as regal as she could while quivering with arousal, "Etiquette 101, everyone kn-knows that..." "Of course," the horse said between licks, "I was testing you. Well played, milady..."
Jonas lingered for a while longer, kissing and licking at her breasts, occasionally nuzzling against the soft tuft of fluff and loose skin over her heart, and breathing deep of this gorgeous, exciting woman's scent. And all the while, his fingers worked at her sopping mound, quickly locating her stubby clitoris and coaxing it out of its hood. "Oh fuck, I - I can't stand it any longer!" Kaylah hissed, "Christ, Jonas, I - I need you so bad, I want you inside me!" She clenched down on his probing fingers, and the stallion was convinced. Slipping his hand free as she stepped out of the pants around her ankles, Jonas pulled her panties down with his free hand while he sucked Kaylah's nectar off his fingers. Gazing at her vulva, at the way her black lips glistened with raw need, and tasting her private flavour on his skin, Jonas sighed in genuine regret. "I know I kinda said it earlier, but God, I would love to eat you, you've got such a beautiful pussy," he muttered, "I wish we had more time..." Now standing naked before him aside from a necklace and some Sullivan's-approved earrings and rings, Kaylah looked at him sympathetically. "I saw that tongue, big man, that makes two of us," she reminded him, "And while we're complimenting each other, I just love your cock, got a feeling I'm gonna remember this for the rest of my life!" Climbing atop the bench again, straddling his thighs, the bear reached down and took hold of her lover's prick, and naturally, as such things go, it was only as he felt his tip rubbing against her eager, welcoming labia that something occurred to Jonas. "Fuck!" he grunted. Kaylah paused with him teasing at her entrance. "What's the matter?" she asked, grinning, "Wanna confess that you're married? You've got an STD? You forgot you were queer? What?" "No, no, nothing like that," Jonas muttered, "I just don't have a condom! I should go get one..." The bear's smile widened, and she made a dismissive gesture with the hand that wasn't kneading his penis. "Oh is that all," she said, "I'm on the pill, don't worry about it." With that, she kissed him on the nose and lowered herself onto him, and both of them inhaled sharply as Jonas felt Kaylah's folds parting against him, her pussy eagerly sliding down to engulf his rigid prick. The stallion grunted a few times, shuddering, at the incredible tightness he felt, but the sow didn't stop or slow down, sheathing him inside herself without a fuss. "Jesus fuck," she groaned under her breath, "You're so big... I feel so full..." Automatically reaching out to embrace her, Jonas held her against him for a few moments as they adjusted to the deliciously snug sensation. Then he snickered and returned the nose-lick, giving her a wink and a smile. "...Actually, I will confess something," he said, "I don't work out that often. Horses are just built like this." Looking down at his well-defined chest muscles, Kaylah laughed softly. "I can definitely live with that," she replied, "You ready? 'Cause I'm going!"
True to her word, the brown bear immediately pushed against the bench with her thighs, sliding up the stallion's impressive shaft, before reversing direction and burying him inside her again. Jonas swore as he shuddered with pleasure, and then put his hands on her hips. They didn't stay there long, admittedly, as he couldn't resist the siren call of Dat Ass. Slipping his hands around to her booty, Jonas gave each cheek a squeeze, and found her buttocks exactly as supple as he'd imagined in his fantasy. "Shit, you've got a nice ass..." he panted in her ear. The next time she pushed down on him, she pushed a little harder, and he gasped as she slammed home. "All the better to ride you with, my dear," she replied, and then they fell silent for a while, losing themselves in each other, kissing, licking, teasing, and fondling, and all the while, Kaylah bounced up and down in Jonas' lap, impressing him with both her enthusiasm and her skill. He loved the feeling of her slick, hot walls rubbing against the full length of his shaft, gripping and clenching and squeezing at his rod as she impaled herself on him again and again, seemingly effortlessly, which impressed him; even for a species as sturdy as a bear, it was refreshing to find a girl who could take an equine without batting an eye. Grunting, he started pushing down against her buttocks as she rode down, adding a little more oomph to her rhythm that both of them clearly appreciated. Kaylah didn't say anything, but Jonas took it as approval when he realized he could feel her juices dripping onto his balls. He looked to the side and watched the spectacle in the mirror, groaning softly as he watched the beautiful bear driving herself onto his prick again and again, watched himself groping her glorious ass. Seeing him looking to the side, Kaylah followed his gaze, and after watching herself for a few seconds, she trembled with pleasure and whimpered 'oh, fuck' to herself. As she continued to bounce on his lap, the stallion leaned forward to bury his face in her chest, nuzzling at her soft breasts and licking at her sensitive nipples as she rode his cock like the proverbial bucking bronco. It wasn't long before Jonas was rolling his hips in time with her rhythm, trying to get that little bit of extra depth each time; he wasn't that used to not moving so much, he preferred taking a girl on her back, driving himself home with powerful thrusts and fucking her hard enough to make them both moan. On the other hand, the sensations he was receiving as Kaylah expertly rode his pole were just about the same, so he didn't have that much trouble dealing with this more stationary kind of loving. "Oh, fuuuuuck, I needed this..." he groaned, closing his eyes and nuzzling between Kaylah's teats for a moment, "I had such a shitty day at work..." "That's a shame," the bear replied, cradling his head against her bust, "I talked this super hot horse guy into letting me fuck him, so I had a fuckin' awesome day at work today!" Kaylah's enthusiasm was contagious, and he found himself chuckling with her as their bodies eagerly writhed together.
It was a strange experience for the horse, who constantly found himself fighting the urge to moan or neigh or cry out, to keep himself from tapping a hoof against the floor or even panting too loud, knowing that shitty wooden walls were all that separated them from Sullivan's, and that stealth was of the utmost importance. Although he assumed Kaylah was dealing with similar issues, her focus was clearly elsewhere. "God, I c-can't believe I'm doing this at work," she muttered, seemingly to herself, "I can't believe I'm - I'm fucking a stranger! I d-don't even know his last name, and he's not even wearing a c-condom..." Teasing his fingers at the bear's tuft of a tail, Jonas chuckled. "Hey, I offered..." he whispered, and she looked up and grinned. "Hush, you," she replied, "Can't you see I'm - I'm in the middle of dirty talk?" Squeezing his lover's ass in both hands as she bounced up and down on his prick, the stallion grinned wildly and leaned in close. "Oh yeah? Then maybe I c-could add that we're in public, and that lock is so flimsy... If we're not careful, anybody could - nngh! - could walk in on us!" Jonas whispered, loving the arousal playing over the bear's face, "Your coworkers could come looking for you... could find you off in a corner, riding some strange horse's cock... Hell, some shopper could open that d-door with her kids, and then what would we do?" Bottoming out again, Kaylah grunted hard, clenching her teeth like she was trying not to cry out. "Shit, you've g-got such a huge dick, and your dirty talk makes my toes c-curl up..." she hissed, "Fuck it, if we get caught, I'm not even stopping, I don't - aah! - don't care if I get f-fired or arrested for fuckin' indecency or something, as long as we get off before they haul us away!" The paint horse laughed at that as softly as he could manage, shaking his head in awe. This woman was amazing. He also liked the mental image of people trying to move a full-grown horse and bear who were intent on staying right where they were until they finished rutting like ferals. Good luck. Kaylah closed her eyes for a moment and whimpered with pleasure. "God, could this g-get any better?" she asked. It was clearly a rhetorical question, but Jonas grinned mischievously and removed a hand from her soft, squeezeable ass, placing it on her belly just above the point of their union, where he used his fingertips to play with her clitoris, stroking and teasing the stubby love button and making the sow arch her back and gasp. Looking down and finding the stallion playing with her most sensitive flesh, she groaned softly and leaned forward against him. "Ohhhh, can I t-take you home with me?" she asked, and Jonas held her close and laughed.
The words fell away for a while as they continued frantically coupling, kissing hungrily, feverishly, and exploring each other's hot, sweaty bodies with soft caresses and needy gropes. Every now and then, one of them would look to the side, watching the two of them feverishly rutting in the mirror, and then shudder and get even more worked up. By now, they were fighting the building pleasure almost as hard as they fought the urge to be loud, to cry out their passions to the heavens (or at least to this department store), to really let loose. But even as he continued working her clit and rocking his pelvis to meet her bucking hips, Jonas was starting to see the end more clearly in the distance. "B-baby, you getting close?" he panted, "I wanna s-see your O-face!" Kaylah grinned and drove herself down a little harder than usual, earning a groan from her stallion, but as she opened her mouth to reply, there came a knock at the door, and both morphics nearly jumped out of their fur. Kaylah couldn't exactly fight gravity, so even as they both stopped what they were doing and held their breath to stay silent, the brown bear slid slowly down Jonas' hard prick until she was sitting in his lap, her tight, hot snatch gripping his thick flesh possessively with her slick inner walls. Being scared while balls-deep in a gorgeous, eager girl wasn't exactly an experience Jonas was familiar with, but as hot as her words about not stopping had sounded in the heat of the moment, he wasn't sure he agreed now that he saw a pair of legs in black slacks below the door to the stall. The knock repeated, and the beige loafers fidgeted. "Sir? Is everything okay in there?" came a male voice, "I heard a noise, and it sounded like you hurt yourself! Sir?" Jonas cringed as he recognized the voice as belonging to the human he'd passed on the way into the store. Kaylah grimaced and rolled her eyes, silently mouthing 'fucking Roger' while shaking her head. Then she glared expectantly at Jonas, who realized that he was the only one who could speak up. "Oh! Uh, sorry, I d-didn't hear you, I'm, uh, listening to my iPod," Jonas lied, his eyes scanning the floor of the booth for evidence of Kaylah's presence. To his immense relief, the assorted pieces of her uniform had been scattered either just under the bench or to the side of the booth, where the door couldn't see. The panties might be just within view, but the idea of Roger peering under the door suspiciously was a bit of a worst-case scenario to begin with, so Jonas hoped it wouldn't be a problem. "Y-yeah, I just, uh, banged my elbow on the wall trying this jacket on," he muttered, not appreciating the amused expression on Kaylah's face. When he frowned, she licked his nose. "So, it k-kinda hurt, but I'll be fine, just hit my funny bone, you know? Just g-gotta walk it off..."
To the horse's shock, his lover waggled her eyebrows lewdly at the term 'funny bone', and when he glared at her, she pouted her lips in a kiss, winked at him, and clenched her inner muscles as hard as she could, giving his erection quite the squeeze with her powerful ursine pussy. Jonas shuddered from head to toe and felt his tool pulse inside her, probably leaking a little pre into her tight channel, and bit his tongue to keep from moaning again. Outside, oblivious to this, Roger spoke up again, sounding as cheery as ever. "Are you sure you don't need any assistance?" he asked, "It's not good to be flailing around in the booth like that." Jonas locked eyes with Kaylah again before he responded. "Thanks, but I'm fine," he deadpanned, "Somebody's already attended to me." That seemed to finally satisfy the persistent human, who started to leave. "Well, alright then! If you have any further trouble, just come talk to me or one of the other sales associates!" Roger said, as he walked away, "Wouldn't want that arm to give you trouble later on, would we?" They waited a few moments past the point where the human's footsteps faded away to nothing, and then they both let out sighs of relief. "Sheesh, 'wouldn't want that arm to give you trouble' my ass, he just doesn't want you to sue the store if you hurt yourself," Kaylah muttered, shaking her head, "I -" As she turned back to Jonas, he grabbed her muzzle and held it in place as he kissed her, roughly and hungrily, and though she was surprised at being handled that way, after a moment she eagerly kissed him back. When he broke off the kiss, Jonas groaned very softly, gazing into the sow's warm eyes. "Jesus, I can't believe you were messing with me when he was right there," he said, shaking his head in disbelief even as he smirked, "If you weren't such a hot fuck, I'd call him back and offer him your ass." Snorting in amusement, the bear played her teeth along her stallion's naked shoulder, making him shiver. "Well then, I guess it's a good thing I'm a goddamn firecracker in the sack," she replied, matter-of-factly, "Because you and Roger don't want to know what I'd do if you pulled a stunt like that." Laughing softly at her totally unapologetic nature, Jonas gave Kaylah's ass a playful smack, and she started moving again. "Mmmm... shut up and kiss me," he replied, and she eagerly obliged him.
A few minutes later, they'd built back up to their previous desperate pace, and now it was clear that the end was in sight for both of them, as Jonas was panting hard like a feral stallion who'd run all day, and Kaylah had picked up the pace, their pelvises meeting now with a muffled, wet slapping that served to turn both of them on even more. Meanwhile, she clung to his thick neck to steady her lips so she could kiss him, and he kept stroking her pulsing nub and fondling her ass. "Fuuuuck..." Jonas gasped, breaking off the kiss, "I - I'm getting s-so fuckin' close... I'm gonna come... I'm gonna c-come in a stranger's pussy... God, I'm g-gonna shoot such a huge load, I'm gonna f-flood you... and I d-don't even know your last name..." Dirty talk wasn't really Jonas' thing, but he had a feeling that talking like that, especially acting like it was a foregone conclusion that he wouldn't pull out, would push her buttons, and judging by the squeeze he felt along his prick, and the way she covered her mouth with a hand to moan, he was right. "Yes! God, fuck me, fuck me hard..." she whimpered, even though she was the one doing the riding, "Oh shit... I want you t-to come inside me, Jonas, come inside me like you're trying to breed me, ohhhh.... Really give it to me, you fuckin' stud!" The stallion's eyes widened. Okay, maybe dirty talk could be his thing. "Oh - oh fuck! I'm gonna come!" he gasped, feeling his body tightening up, preparing for the moment, "Quick! K-kiss me s-so no one hears!" Without wasting an instant, Kaylah leaned forward and captured his lips, holding him tight as she slammed her hips down one last time and pushed her lover over the edge. Arching his back, Jonas moaned hard into the brown sow's mouth, the sound muffled just enough not to carry outside the immediate area, and closed his eyes as a powerful orgasm exploded forth from within him. His prick began to throb and spasm, spurting thick, hot gouts of wet, creamy jism into Kaylah's welcoming pussy, painting her inner walls with copious ejaculations of equine seed. For her part, the bear femme gasped at the pulsing sensation within her and pushed down harder against her lover, and as the stallion continued emptying his sizable balls into her tight channel, Kaylah succumbed to a potent climax of her own. Trembling atop him, rolling her hips against the fingers that even now stroked and rubbed her throbbing clitoris, the ursine beauty whimpered and gasped her way through a delicious release, and the walls of her pussy began to shudder and ripple against the hard, throbbing dick within, timed perfectly with the waves of her pleasure, biologically designed to keep him coming and coming as long as possible. Their mouths locked together, kissing as desperately as if it was the only thing that could save the world, the two furtive lovers trembled and twitched their way through a pair of glorious, mind-blowing orgasms.
When the impromptu session had ended, when they'd wrung every last drop of pleasure out of each other, Jonas and Kaylah slumped down, groaning in unison. Reaching up to hold her steady, as she felt a little wobbly, the stallion panted and laughed. "God-fucking-damn, that was... that was amazing..." he managed, between breaths. Kaylah giggled light-headedly. "Did you see the bright light?" she asked, a little woozy, "I wonder if that's what they mean when they say you come so hard you see God..." She wiggled a little atop her 'steed', squeezing her inner muscles, and both lovers shuddered at the sensation of the fluids squishing about their mingled genitals. Jonas reached up and brushed his fingers across the bear's soft cheek, and Kaylah smiled at him. He grinned back, and for a brief time, they just held each other, gazing into each others' eyes. Eventually, though, Kaylah sighed and pouted. "Well, break's gonna be over any minute now, we'd better get out of here..." she said, regret dripping from every syllable. Jonas reluctantly nodded, but held her in place as she tried to get up. "Wait, b-before you go," he said, "Ah, I know this was supposed to be a one-off, wild fantasy kinda thing, but... You make me laugh, I make you laugh, we have great sex together, I love your smile... Do you think we could try, um, actually going on a date or something?" Kaylah giggled. "Thanks... and I think I'd like that," she said, beaming with delight. "Can I get your phone number, then?" the paint horse asked. His lover just winked and grinned even wider. "You've already got it... stud."
The two of them held that position for a moment longer, and then burst out laughing, though they cut themselves off quickly, for fear that someone would hear them. Then, Jonas and Kaylah kissed much more tenderly than before, sharing a warm, soft moment, and when they broke it off, Kaylah nuzzled against the horse's cheek. "I love you," she whispered. "I love you too, baby," he instantly replied. "Thanks for going along with it, Jonas," the sow murmured as she leaned back and stretched, "I really enjoyed that." "Hey, you're my girlfriend," he replied, "Playing along with you is one of my favourite things... especially when it means I get my dick wet." She laughed and shook her head. "Speaking of which, let me up off this thing..." Nodding, Jonas gave his soulmate's ass one final adoring squeeze and then let go of her. Kaylah pushed off from his lap one last time, standing up and freeing his softening cock from her tight channel... which revealed that the thighs of Jonas' jeans were heavily splattered with a combination of sperm and pussy juice. Adding insult to injury, a glob of their combined fluids oozed out of Kaylah's cleft as she lifted herself free and fell onto his left leg, and as soon as his dick was entirely free of her, it flopped forward, falling against his right with a splat. The bear brought a hand to her mouth to halt a giggle, realizing the situation Jonas found himself in. "Oh, fuck, my jeans!" the stallion groaned, putting a hand to his head in disbelief, "I - I can't go out like this, I'm covered in - in our stuff!" He'd failed to think of a word for both of their fluids mingled together like this, but his vocabulary was the least of his concerns at the moment. "Hey," Kaylah said, "you got ten bucks on you?" Jonas looked up in confusion, amazed his girlfriend could stay so calm. She was leaning against the far wall, watching him with a faint smile. "Y-yeah, so what?" he asked, mildly annoyed by her manner. His irritation ended quickly when she nodded to the side, drawing his attention to the long-forgotten pair of jeans he'd brought in with him. "I'll take the security clips off with one of these handy gizmos," she said, poking her belt with a be-socked toe, "Then you give me the ten bucks, and I'll run the tags through the checkout myself. Bingo, you get to wear them out of here, and it doesn't count as stealing. Win-win." "But they're listed at fifteen bucks," Jonas pointed out. Kaylah waved dismissively. "Employee discount. Call it a favour for my favourite stud." The horse laughed softly and shook his head. "You're a lifesaver, Kaylah. Just remind me to take my pants off first next time, okay?" "I dunno, big guy," she replied, a false uncertainty on her face, "A built horse in blue jeans, naked from the waist up? Shit, that's like half the romance novel covers I've seen, you want me to say no to that?" Jonas laughed again and quickly went to work on his pants.
A few minutes later, they'd gotten mostly presentable again, and as she tucked her hair back into the regulation ponytail, Kaylah looked her man up and down again with a grin. "I was right. Your ass does look good in those." Admiring his rump in the mirror, Jonas chuckled. "Was there ever any doubt?" he teased, "You've got an eye for these things, baby." She grinned, and retrieved a pair of items she'd stashed by the door; a bottle of perfume and one of cologne she'd borrowed from the sample tray at the makeup department. Lifting her chin, she spritzed her neck with the perfume. "There we go," Kaylah said, "Can't go back to work smelling like I just had hot, wild sex, now can I? Here, let me get you." The stallion made a face. "Aww, come on, baby, you know I don't wear cologne..." he complained. "You will if you wanna stay on my good side, sweetie," she replied, giving him a Look. Sighing, the horse surrendered and let her spray him with the cologne, but after he'd finished sneezing, which amused Kaylah to no end, he glanced at his girlfriend uncertainly. "Hey, do you think that Roger guy could, uh, smell us when he almost caught us earlier?" he asked, "I mean, we were going at it pretty hard..." The bear chuckled and shook her head. "Don't worry about it," she insisted, "Humans can't smell worth a damn." Soon, Jonas found an old discarded Sullivan's bag under the bench and stashed his glistening jeans inside them, for decency's sake, and then picked up the hoodie, briefly tugging it on just for good measure, just in case the gods of irony wanted to punish him for spending so much time in a changing booth with a new sweatshirt without trying it even once. It was a good fit, so he took it off and slung it over his arm, ready to pay for it himself. As he turned to the door, though, Kaylah looked up from straightening her belt and touched his arm. "Wait a second, stud, I - I wanted to say... I really did get a new job," she said, grinning almost shyly, "This whole stranger roleplay thing was a celebration for me." The stallion's face lit up with delight. "Seriously? Oh, that's fucking awesome!" he replied, "You've hated this place forever! Oh, can I say, by the way, that you did a great job of selling that little story to me?" He laughed sheepishly. "You actually had me feeling awkward when you caught me staring at your ass, and when you kept moaning about how naughty it was to be screwing a complete stranger... God, that was so fucking hot..." Kaylah giggled and hugged him. "Well, I wasn't sure you'd even figure out what I was going for," she admitted, "Since we never talked about it or anything... but when you said you weren't seeing anyone, I knew you wanted to play along, and I started getting wet on the spot!" They kissed again, and as they walked out of the booth together, Jonas leaned in closer to whisper. "Hey, uh, baby? I gotta ask..." he murmured, "Do you really have a fantasy about seducing a customer at work?" She winked at him. "Of course I do, hot stuff," she replied, "I met you here, after all, remember?"
As they approached the entrance Jonas had taken, Kaylah looked to her man with curiosity. "By the way, Jonas, what exactly made today so shitty?" He blinked a few times and then laughed softly, blushing. "I honestly can't remember," he muttered, "It's like your sweet body squeezed all the stress out of mine." The bear smirked at that, and they paused near the check-outs to say goodbye before Kaylah had to leave. "I'll see you at home tonight, baby," Jonas said, giving her a public-friendly kiss on the lips, "We're gonna celebrate that new job of yours properly!" She giggled. "I'm glad to hear it, and I can't wait," his ursine beauty replied, and then leaned in close to whisper directly into his ear. "And just to get you in the proper frame of mind for this celebration," she breathed, "I just want you to remember that your come is soaking into my panties right now, and I'll be feeling it and thinking of you for the rest of my shift!" She giggled again; the look on his face said it all. Winking at him, Kaylah stepped away, raising her voice as Roger walked by with a slightly suspicious expression. "Bye, big man!" she called. "Goodbye, baby!" he replied. Glancing subtly at the human, Kaylah turned back towards her boyfriend and added one final thought, in a carefully professional tone. "I hope you've had a good shopping experience today, Jonas, because remember..." She winked, and the playful look in her eyes made the horse shiver. "At Sullivan's, your satisfaction is guaranteed!"