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CHAPTER 3 - Plumbing Issues

“I can't believe you were spying on me…" Lita said in a small voice. She was seated upon the bed in their suite, her arms wrapped around herself. She could see the way Bethany seethed with a quiet rage. Not even a night of sleep seemed to have calmed her wife down, and they'd already been fighting most of the morning.

“I can't believe you let that filthy bitch drape her cock over you like she owned you. You do know that's what she was doing, right? Marking you?" Bethany had never seemed so angry before, she looked like she was shaking.

“It wasn't like that, it was just a friendly conversation that got out of control. I let Vanessa manipulate me, played along with her little fantasy somewhat. I didn't mean anything by it love. Do you think I'm up and ready to leave you just because I was attracted to someone else?" Lita took a deep, trembling breath. Her fear concerning the situation was palpable, afraid she'd say the wrong thing and then her marriage would be over. She knew she'd made a mistake, and a big one, but she didn't want to lose the woman she loved. “You've been attracted to other women, I see you looking. But I don't mind because I know you're mine."

“The difference is Lita, that I don't humiliate you when I check out another girl, and certainly not in front of strangers. You don't even know them and you were acting like you were all good friends." Bethany paused and shook her head. “I can't believe you let her do that, I can still smell her on you."

Lita knew what she meant. The aroma of Tara's musk seemed to cling to her hair and shirt where her cock had been draped across her. She'd never dare tell Bethany that she liked the smell. She knew it was wrong, but there was something so exhilarating and primal about the anthro bull desiring her enough to mark her like that. Yet still, she wasn't going to cheat on her wife, and she certainly wasn't going to encourage that sort of behavior again.

The silence in the room was deafening, hanging like a heavy blanket over everything. Finally when Lita couldn't take anymore she spoke up. “Do you want to leave and go back home?" She didn't want to, but she didn't want to exasperate the situation either.

“If I do that then I'm just showing them I can't handle myself. I'd be a laughing stock." Bethany still had a sharp edge of anger in her voice, and she wouldn't even look at Lita.

“Love, I don't think they think poorly of you. No one was bad mouthing you at all, it just wasn't like that." Lita didn't know how to convince her wife that there was no campaign against her, but her insecurities were running wild with her, thanks in no small part to Lita's poor decision making. She knew she should have put a stop to all that flirtatious talk, but she liked the attention.

“I'm going out," Bethany said abruptly. She picked up her coat and keys, and started toward the downstairs.

“What do you mean going out? Where are you going?" Lita bounded down the stairs after her, concern making her voice crack.

“I am taking the car, and going into town. I can't be around you right now. If I am I'll say something I'll regret." She paused at the door, but couldn't seem to turn around to look at her as she spoke.

“When, when will you be back?"

“I don't know. When I'm done being mad."

“Bethany," Lita began, trying her best not to cry. “Just tell me you aren't thinking about...about ending our marriage because of this."

Bethany was quiet for several tense moments before she finally responded. “I'm extremely hurt, very angry, but no, I'm not thinking about ending our marriage." With that Bethany opened the door and walked out, closing it loudly behind her.

Lita was happy at least for those words and felt her spirits lift slightly. As worried as she had been she was also angry. Yes it was true she shouldn't have let things go as far as she did, but it was clear that Bethany's trust in her had waned considerably before she even did anything wrong. Lita didn't really feel like she'd done anything to deserve that level of mistrust, she'd always been loyal to Bethany, and she still was.

With a heavy sigh leaving her lips, Lita went to the couch and turned on the television. She was trying to take her mind off of things, but with each passing moment she felt more resentful that Bethany had such a low opinion of her. She couldn't deny the nagging question though, of was she right? She did catch her in a very inappropriate situation, one she allowed to happen and maybe even wanted on some level. Was that so bad though? She knew she loved Bethany, knew she wanted to be married to her, but it was so suffocating having to deal with her insecurities all the time.

Eventually Lita scoffed and stood up, finding no respite in the monotony of reality shows. She decided she was going to go tour the grounds herself, she'd just do her best to avoid running into Tara. It wasn't like she wouldn't mind seeing the huge bull, it was just that she wasn't sure what she would say, and she had the feeling that she'd have to rebuff Tara if they did see each other. She knew the fur desired her, but she wasn't going to be someone's conquest, especially not when she was Bethany's wife. Lita didn't really blame Tara for being the way she was, from what she understood about furs they really couldn't help but be sexually aggressive.

It was warm outside when Lita left two hours after Bethany went into town to get away from her, and it seemed like it was going to be a hot day. Lita settled on wearing a pair of jean shorts that showed off every luscious curve of her ass, and a cute pink halter that had the word “princess" written across the front. She knew she was going to be doing some walking, so she had put on some stylish looking hiking boots with plain white socks. As she walked the path she couldn't help but to admire the beauty of the resort. It was really so much more than a ranch, and she would have felt like it were a campground if it wasn't for all the luxury cabins strewn about. She passed a few guests, giving them a friendly smile and wave but she didn't try to chat, she wasn't feeling much for small talk at that moment.

After a while, Lita's stroll brought her to what she suspected were horse stables. She didn't see anyone around, but when she decided to glance inside she was pretty sure she knew why. Nearly all the stables were empty, and she got the distinct feeling it was because other guests had already come to take the horses out. She had gotten a rather late start on her day, and she felt a bit guilty all of a sudden that she had been squandering her time in this wonderful place. A sudden pang of anger swelled up inside her again as she thought about how Bethany's tantrum was keeping them from enjoying what was supposed to be their honeymoon. It felt suffocating for a moment, like she could scream. She loved Bethany so damn much but she was always so unhappy all the damn time, always something to get upset over.

“You ok there honey?" A pleasantly feminine, but somewhat deep voice rang out.

Lita looked up, suddenly feeling the warm moisture running down her cheeks, she had started crying without even noticing it. Embarrassed she wiped her blurred eyes to see the hulking form of a giant horse. At first she thought she was going mad and an actual horse had talked to her, but then she saw that she had two legs, and clothes. She felt incredibly stupid for a moment, but then forced a smile on her lips. “I-I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone was here."

“You must've really wanted to take a horse out today, but don't cry honey I'm sure one will be back soon enough." The equine had the same hulking build as Tara, but with deep chestnut colored fur rather than the black of the bull. She also had a white stripe running down her nose that matched her luxurious looking mane. Her eyes were dark brown, and very kind looking.

“Oh, it wasn't that," Lita sniffled and wiped her eyes some more. She felt completely humiliated that someone had seen her in such a state, noted by the reddening of her cheeks.

“Did a skunk anthro walk by?" The huge equine questioned.

“No I don't…" Lita paused a moment and realized that the fur was making a joke, and she couldn't help but laugh a little, swatting at her out of instinct. “That was terrible."

“Hey watch it, I'm very fragile." The equine grinned at her playfully and then handed Lita a handkerchief. “So what's a beautiful girl doing crying at my stables? My name is Megara by the way."

Lita couldn't help but to laugh again when the giant equine said she was fragile. “Megara, that's very pretty. I'm Lita." She'd managed to stop crying and was now dabbing away the leftover tears with the handkerchief Megara gave her. “Thanks, and thanks for cheering me up. I don't know what's wrong with me."

Megara then walked around her in a slow circle, drawing a curious expression from Lita. “Doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with you. In fact I'd say you're pretty damn fine."

Lita laughed again, this time more clearly. “Stop it. You furs are always trying to get me in trouble with the endless flattery. I'm nothing special."

Megara raised her brow at those words and then chuckled herself. “I'm sorry honey, have you looked in the mirror lately? You're absolutely stunning, a real...what's the human expression, sexpot?"

Lita immediately felt her cheeks burn with an intense blush. “Well, thanks."

“So who is it us furs are getting you in trouble with?" Megara then turned and walked into the stables, motioning for Lita to follow her. “If you don't mind, we can walk and talk, got some work to take care of." Along the way she stopped to pick up a massive bale of hay and threw it over her shoulder like it was nothing.

“Well, my wife." She wasn't sure she should really be talking about it with someone she had only just met, but she really wanted to talk about it with someone. “She kind of, caught me in a less than ideal situation with a fur that works here."

“How less than ideal?" Megara asked as she took the hay down past the rows of stables and put it up against a wall where she'd stacked others already.

“Well, I wasn't doing anything. I was with some people talking last night, and the fur in question showed off how endowed she was. Well she was sitting behind me at the time and it kind of...draped over my shoulder." Lita blushed again, looking rather embarrassed by her admission.

“That's not too bad, stuff like that happens more than you think around here. See, anthros, or furs as you humans like to call us, we don't have the same repressed view toward sexuality. Sure we do marriage and all that, but when we're unmated we tend to run a little wild." They were walking back the way they came so Megara could retrieve another bale of hay.

“I'm starting to realize that. Are all furs as big and muscular, and...endowed…" she paused gesturing at the massive bulge in the equine's pants that was just as on par with Tara's. Megara was impressive in her own right, those tight pants drawing attention to her completely absurd package, and her top was covered by a flannel shirt tied off under her impressive bust.

Megara chuckled again and shook her head. “No, not at all. Most of the ranch hands, sure. But we do a lot of manual labor as you can see. Us larger anthros are pretty much suited for that sort of work. But there's lots of furs who are more human sized."

“Oh I see." Lita caught herself sounding almost disappointed. Was she really that attracted to these hulking furs? She admitted there was something about them that just made her feel very warm, protected, and obviously desired. She felt an instant twinge of guilt with those thoughts though, knowing it was wrong of her when she was married to Bethany. She sighed heavily, wishing that her wife hadn't taken off on her like she did. How were they going to work things out if Bethany ran away?

“Is your wife human?" Megara picked up another huge bale of hay and took it with her as they walked through the stables again.

“Yeah she is. She grew up around here though."

“It's not totally uncommon for humans to get jealous of anthros, honey. But if you're getting hit on a lot here, you can hardly blame us. You're absolutely gorgeous. Honest, I didn't know humans could get as hot as you." The equine smiled at Lita in a very earnest way when she finished speaking.

Lita felt herself grow even more flush from the generous compliments. She wasn't blind, she knew she was very attractive, but the furs she was meeting seemed to revere her. “I...well thank you." She immediately felt that twinge of guilt again however, like every time she felt good about herself there was this feeling like she was letting Bethany down. Without much warning she suddenly started crying again, this time more audibly.

“Oh, hey honey. I didn't mean to upset you. C'mere." The huge equine moved closer and put her arms around the small human, drawing her closer. “What's wrong?"

Lita was sobbing, pushing against Megara for some kind of comfort. “It's my wife. She gets upset all the time, I feel like I can't do anything right. It's like she wants me to feel guilty for being who I am. It's...it's suffocating." Lita felt even worse for talking about her wife like this with a perfect stranger, but she felt like if she didn't let out years of frustration she was going to explode.

“Hey, hey." Megara rubbed her large hand up and down Lita's back in a surprisingly gentle way. “Don't think there's something wrong with you just because you're desirable. If your wife couldn't handle being married to someone who looks like you, maybe she shouldn't have done it." She paused for a moment. “At least, that's what it seems like to me. Come on, sit down with me."

Lita looked up at her, tears streaking down her face. She was happy she hadn't put any mascara on that morning. Slowly she felt herself nodding in agreement to Megara's idea.

The hulking equine sat down on one of the large bales of hay, leaning back against another, making a sort of natural seat for her. She pulled Lita forward until she was sitting on one of her thick, muscular thighs and then she drew her close with one arm around her. “It'll be okay, honey."

Lita leaned her head against her chest and closed her eyes, managing to stop her crying for now but she was still feeling very emotional. She slowly breathed in Megara's scent now that she was so close to her, that same sort of animalistic musk that Tara had, but different. She imagined it was a lot like how humans had different smells, though these big furs had a decidedly more sexual aroma to them. Slowly her breathing got a little less ragged and she felt her nerves settling.

“See, there you go." Megara smiled and pet her hair with a gentleness that betrayed her size. “You just needed a hug apparently."

Lita shook her head very slightly, her eyes still closed.

“No? But you seem to be doing better."

“It's your smell." Lita didn't know why she was making such an open admission, but she felt so very relaxed in that moment, safe, protected, like nothing could go wrong.

“Humans aren't used to anthro musk if they're not around it very often," Megara said thoughtfully, continuing to stroke Lita's pretty dark hair.

“I like it. It makes me feel good, like I'm wrapped up in a warm blanket." Lita made a slight noise not wholly unlike a purr.

Megara couldn't seem to help herself with that voluptuous human babe pressed up against her. “You know, if you like my musk that much, you could take a closer whiff."

Lita was both caught off guard by the suggestion, and had been expecting it. She felt her stomach stirring with a mixture of guilt and nervousness, and she stayed quiet for a few long moments. “I guess, just a little." She convinced herself she was just trying to calm down, which was true in a sense, but she'd be lying if she didn't feel that thrill of sexual attraction.

Megara smiled at Lita and helped her slide out from her lap onto the ground in front of her. Once she was in position the equine moved her hands to her pants button and popped it open, undoing her pants as she watched the human before her.

Lita didn't really notice the straw poking her knees, her attention was entirely fixed on what was happening in front of her. It was so unfair, having been teased with all these muscle bound furs for two days, mixed with no sex lately, it had her completely on edge. She gasped as she watched the giant black length of horse meat spill out into view, just as absurdly long and thick as she anticipated.

“Normally it'd be in my sheath…" she motioned to the excess skin around the base of her member. “But I won't lie, you got me a little excited." Megara grinned at her as she reached into her pants again and scooped out her massive set of swollen looking balls, dropping them into view as well.

Lita chewed her bottom lip as she watched. She noticed just how hot it was down there between the equine's legs, her genitals giving off so much heat it was like being drenched in humidity. Her powerful musk was wafting off of her cock and balls in waves, and she knew for certain if she checked she'd find her sex entirely wet.

“Go on, just lean in and breathe deep." Megara didn't touch her save for brushing some hair out of the human's gorgeous face.

Nodding a bit, Lita leaned in toward her cock, that heat intensifying even more as she drew nearer. She closed her eyes slowly and just basked in the feeling of the heated air around her face, and the smell of such virile musk pouring into her nostrils. “It smells...amazing…" she said softly, as though she were half awake.

“You don't need to do anything you don't want to honey, but if you'd like you can touch it." Megara again brushed Lita's hair, this time by stroking her large hand over the side of her face.

“I don't want to hurt Bethany, but god I've never been around someone like you." Lita looked up at the equine through half-lidded eyes.

“Honey, I'll let you in on a little secret. Human girls like you, dabbling in anthros like me when no one is looking, well it's pretty common. Like I said, I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do, but it looks to me like you really want to."

Lita looked down at that massive, bloated cock of Megara's for a moment before she looked back up at her again with that same dreamy expression. “I don't know…"

“Here…" Megara gently slid her hand around the back of her head and pulled Lita's face forward, the human offering her no resistance.

Lita gasped very lightly as she felt her face slowly pressing into the hot, and surprisingly soft flesh of the equine's cock. She knew she shouldn't have let it happen, but she was feeling drunk on her musk, and it was such a unique sensation. Slowly but surely her face was drawn more against Megara's dick, a slight slick feeling clinging to her member Lita felt as she rubbed her cheek into it. She knew her musk was rubbing off onto her, marking her, but that was part of the thrill.

“How is it?" Megara's voice was soothing and gentle, her hand rubbing the back of Lita's head, though she didn't really need to hold her there.

“It's so…" Lita's voice trailed off as she rubbed her face across that giant slab of equine meat dangling in front of her. Megara wasn't even hard and she absolutely dwarfed her wife, it wasn't even a slight contest. Lita didn't really realize just how much of a size queen she was until that moment, and the thrill of this discovery was far overpowering her guilt. She felt Megara's hand move away eventually, and it now simply rested on her shoulder in a comforting capacity rather than trying to make Lita do anything, not that Megara had made her do any of this. Lita knew this was all her own doing, but she couldn't help how unbelievably seductive the equine's absurdly fat member was. She took in another very audible, deep breath, letting Megara's musk fill her lungs again.

“You seem to really enjoy that honey. You know, you might like the taste a lot too," Megara urged her casually.

Lita felt her cheeks redden some as warmth went to them. She knew that she had to choose just how far this was going to go, but every moment she spent down there with her face pressed up against the equine's willpower taming cock, the less in control she felt. It started slowly, with her lips gently brushing across the flesh of her shaft, and it was followed by the sound of her kissing that same spot. Lita paused, trying her best to stop herself, but it was no use. She felt her mouth open and her tongue slid out fully, and then she began to drag it along the somewhat naturally greasy length of the equine's immense slab of cock flesh. After lapping over several inches of her dick she'd duck her head down and do the same thing again, a couple inches over in one direction, this time however with her eyes looking up at Megara.

“You look so gorgeous like that, Lita." Megara smiled and stroked her hair a little as she watched and felt the human licking over her cock flesh.

Lita gave her shaft one more lick before she drew back and then suddenly let out a breath as though she'd just surfaced from underwater. She shook her head, trying to clear her senses but all she could smell and taste was Megara's very dominant cock. “I should really stop. It, was fun. Really, that was insanely hot." Lita gave a slightly nervous laugh as she looked up at her. “But if I do anymore I know I won't be able to stop myself, and I'll want to go all the way." She frowned slightly, sure that Megara was not going to have kind words for teasing her like that.

The equine smiled at her a bit and then shrugged. “I won't say I'm not disappointed, but I understand. If you change your mind, I'm not hard to find. But if you'll excuse me honey, I really need to finish myself off."

Lita didn't get it at first, then she got wide eyed as she realized what Megara meant. She wanted so badly to stay down there on her knees, watching the equine jerk off, but she knew she couldn't. She got up slowly and then nodded at her. “Thank you, and thank you for understanding." Lita walked away and glanced over her shoulder once to see Megara had begun stroking herself, it took all of her willpower not to go right back to her.

After her encounter with Megara, Lita was in a hurry to go back to the suite and get herself cleaned up. She didn't look visibly dirty at all, but she knew what she must smell like, and she could still taste Megara in her mouth. She also decided that while she was in the shower she was going to get off, because her pussy felt absolutely drenched in her shorts. When she got back she went upstairs and tried to start up the water in the shower, but all it did was make a bit of a banging and shuddering noise, and nothing else. Frustrated she tried again, but only got the same result. At first she wasn't sure what to do, but then she thought to call the office.

“Hi, yes. I'm having a problem with my shower, it's not working at all." She twirled some of her long dark hair around her finger as she spoke to the girl on the other end of the phone line. “Yes, I tried a few times. As soon as you can, please. Thank you." She hung up, the receptionist had let her know she'd send someone to check it out as soon as she could.

While she was waiting Lita decided she was going to clean up as best she could and went to the bathroom again, this time testing the sink, which didn't seem to work either. She sighed and moved down to the kitchen to test that sink, and was overjoyed when she found it worked. She went and got a washcloth and soap, as well as her toothbrush. She might not have been able to shower but she could at least clean the scent of horse off of her.

Just as Lita finished up washing her face several times and brushing her teeth twice, which was what it took to get Megara's aroma off of her, she heard the door. She walked toward it, still painfully aware of how aroused and wet she was, only to open it to see the pair of twin dobermans they had seen yesterday morning. “Oh, hi," she said absentmindedly.

“Don't think she likes furs much, sis." One of the tall canines said with a laugh.

“Came to the wrong place then, yeah?" The other one responded with a like chuckle.

“Oh no, no! Not at all like that. Sorry I'm just having one of those days. Please come in." Lita's eyes traveled over the two dobermans, their fur mostly black, save for the copper coloration on the ends of their arms and legs and snouts. They were almost entirely the same except for their clothing, one in jeans and a t-shirt while the other was favoring sweat pants and a tank top. They weren't quite as tall as Tara or Megara, but they still towered over Lita, and they had a distinctly fit, muscular build. Lita couldn't stop her eyes from wandering lower as well, and noticed immediately they had matching, and rather large bulges. She almost whimpered, she had really been hoping they were female, given the state of arousal she was in.

The two stepped inside, the one in the jeans nodding toward her. “I'm Shadow, and that's my sister Heather."

Heather gave Lita a little mock salute and smiled at her, showing off her pearly white fangs. “Howdy."

“We sort of play fix it around here," Shadow said as she lifted up her tool case to show off.

“What she means is we're the bitches who get all the bitch work." Heather smirked.

Lita felt a giggle she couldn't suppress rise up and escape her lips. She'd been around Bethany so long she had forgotten what it was like to be lighthearted. Everything always seemed so dire or serious around her. “Well Shadow and Heather, I'm Lita. The problem is upstairs, the bathroom. Sink and shower aren't working."

The twins looked at Lita, and then at each other, both roughly saying the same thing. “You go up and I'll check the basement." They both waved at her and split up going to different parts of the house.

Lita decided to get some refreshment so she went into the kitchen. She found some leftovers and decided to pop them in the microwave. As she was waiting for her food to heat, one of the canine twins appeared in the doorway. “Problem is definitely in the basement, Shadow is checking it out. I saw you arrive the other night, didn't I?"

Lita smiled at her and nodded, presuming this twin to be Heather. “Yeah, on vacation." She didn't know why she didn't say she was on her honeymoon, but the words just kind of came out before she thought about it.

“I won't lie, we were kind of hoping we'd get a chance to talk to you. We both thought you were cute as hell." The doberman grinned at her again, once more showing off her bright white fangs.

Lita immediately got flustered, looking away as she couldn't stop the blush from coming to her cheeks. She felt it was completely ridiculous, like every fur at the ranch wanted her. At the same time though she was extremely flattered. “Thanks…"

“Hey, no problem. You don't if I stand here and leer, do you?" Heather laughed warmly. She seemed to be rather jovial.

“Um, no I guess not." Lita finally looked over at her, and she couldn't help but to notice that the front of Heather's sweats were tenting quite a bit, and her eyes got big. “Um, you're…." She trailed off and motioned down toward her crotch.

Heather glanced down and then looked back up at her, smirking. “Yeah, I could feel it. It's your fault you know."

“What? How's it my fault?" Lita looked a little taken aback.

“How do I put this delicately?" Heather rubbed her chin a moment. “We canines have very sensitive senses of smell, I mean really sensitive. It's kind of hard for either of us to miss how uh, aroused you are."

Lita's brow furrowed, at first she didn't get it, but suddenly it clicked in her head and she looked down at her own crotch. Her cheeks turned deep red and she looked away instantly. “Oh."

Heather chuckled again and waved her hand. “No, don't be embarrassed, this happens more than you'd think. If it's bothering you I can avoid you until we've fixed your water issue."

Lita felt a bit guilty then, not because of her wife, but because she felt like she was leading the canine on. Heather certainly couldn't help the way her body worked anymore than Lita could help the way she looked. “No, it's fine. Please stay." She looked back over at her. “Would you like something to drink?" She asked as she turned the microwave off once it was done.

“Sure sounds great." She smiled warmly at Lita.

Lita nodded and moved over to the fridge, she could hear Shadow banging around in the basement. below them. She bent over and started looking around inside as she held the door open, but after a moment she felt a warm sensation at her backside. She looked behind her and saw Heather crouched down behind her, her hands holding Lita's hips with her nose pressed against her crotch. She could feel her taking in deep breaths and Lita was immediately reminded of what happened with her and Megara. “W-what are you doing?"

“Sorry baby, can't help it. You smell incredible." She pushed her snout into her crotch a bit more firmly and insistently as she sniffed at her sex and backside.

Lita knew she should have stood up straight but she didn't, she could feel her nipples getting hard in her shirt and her pussy was definitely getting wet all over again. “O-oh…"

Heather looked up for a moment, and when she saw that Lita wasn't moving away she grinned and pushed her nose back against her covered sex.

Lita shifted her position slightly, letting the door of the fridge close as she put her elbows on the counter, chewing her bottom lip. There was something incredibly sexy about the feral way that Heather was behaving, and she didn't want it to end yet. She gasped however when she felt the strong hands of the doberman undo the button of her shorts and tug them down along with her panties in one fluid motion. Heather was not quite as gentle as Megara had been, she seemed more keen to take what she wanted. “W-what are you doing?"

Heather didn't look up, she just took in another deep breath of Lita's sex before speaking. “What's it feel like cutie?"

Lita's eyes went wide the moment she felt the hot, long tongue of the canine lap over her drenched pussy. She flattened her hands on the countertop and arched her back. She felt another, and then another stroke of her tongue and she couldn't stop the heated, lustful moan from pouring out of her lips. Lita hung her head, almost touching the counter with her nose as she stayed bent over. She should have stopped Heather, but she just didn't have the willpower. She was so turned on from two days of teasing that she had reached a breaking point. She moaned again and again as she felt the skilled tongue of the canine lapping at her, her slick muscle able to move much more quickly and deftly than a human's could. She seemed to know just what she was doing too, alternating between gliding her tongue over her sensitive clit, and pushing her heated folds apart with firm licks. Heather's strong hands squeezed her hips, her thumbs rubbing over the round swell of her ass every so often as she ate her out.

Lita's legs were starting to tremble, she knew that she wasn't going to be able to take much more of it. It was taking every ounce of willpower she had to not call for Heather to just sink her cock into her and fuck her. She could see what it was like in her head, being mounted from behind by the doberman, but she just barely managed to fight the impulse. Finally the release she desired so badly came and after several more laps she cried out in ecstasy as her pussy convulsed in release. Heather didn't stop right away though, she seemed happy to keep going, licking up every little drop of wetness that Lita had to offer her.

When she felt Heather take her hands off her hips she slowly stood up straight and turned around, though her legs were shaking so much it was a small wonder she didn't fall down. It took her a bit to be able to work up the nerve to look at Heather, who was standing there looking rather proud of herself, licking her chops. “That, was really good." Lita blushed furiously.

“I'm glad you liked it." Heather grinned at her just as Shadow came in the doorway from the basement entrance to the kitchen.

“And just what exactly have you two been doing?" Shadow smirked as she was wiping her hands off with a cloth.

Lita looked down at herself, her pussy glistening, shorts on the floor a few feet away. There was no way to hide her shame so she didn't try. She just stood there quietly blushing like mad.

“Heather caught wind of you, huh? Not surprised, pretty hard to miss when someone's as aroused as you are Lita." Shadow came into the room a bit more, then moved to stand beside her sister.

Heather grinned and then leaned over to whisper something into her ear, Lita just stood watching, her heart pounding in her chest with anxiety.

“Why don't you hop up on the counter babe." Heather walked over toward her and offered Lita her hand, which she took. She then helped the human up.

Lita looked down at them, nervous, but curious what they were doing. She saw Heather duck down under her right leg and put it over her shoulder while Shadow did the same with her left. “W-what are you two…" she trailed off when she realized exactly what they were doing.

Both of the canines ducked their heads down and put their mouths to her sex. Lita's eyes went as wide as ever as she felt both their tongues start to lap at her pussy, and she immediately put her hands on both of their heads. “Oh my fucking god...oh fuck!" Lita couldn't even begin to think of containing herself this time, she'd never in her life had two people eat her out at the same time, let alone with the huge, long tongues like the twin dobermans had. She moaned, emitting a sound that spoke to her swelling lust. She felt them both all over her crotch, their tongues licking around at every bit of flesh they could get at. It wasn't just her pussy this time either, she also felt their hot muscles gliding between her cheeks and over her pink pucker. She'd never had anyone do something like that before, and now she kind of wished she had. Her moans were getting louder, the feeling of one tongue swirling over her clit while another pushed up into her ass made her toes curl. She was rubbing the tops of their heads firmly, scratching them behind the ears every so often as to tell them they were doing a good job. “Oh f-fuck!" She felt them switch up positions, this time the lower one pushing their tongue up inside her backdoor much farther than the other. She felt the powerful tongue swirling around inside of her ass while her sister was practically making out with her clit. Lita felt her whole body shuddering, and something the likes of which she'd never felt was building up inside of her.

With a final cry of joyful pleasure, Lita came again, and as hard as she ever had in her life. Her dripping wet sex was making a mess over both their snouts, but neither of the canine sisters seemed to care in the slightest.

Eventually the two pulled away and licked their chops, looking at the human with very pleased expressions on their face as they admired their handiwork.

Lita was panting hard, and she looked at the two of them with both embarrassment and lust. “God, what the hell am I supposed to do now?"