A Vignette From the Roadhouse: Scenic Rut
Story by ValerieElysee on SoFurry
Cam and The Dobe spend some time enjoying the majesty of Nature, and one another in queer outlaw fashion
It was the wind in her hair, and the smell of the sea in her nostrils. The feeling of a palm down her backside, thumb brushing against her nub until that hand slipped over her massive hyperhole, sighing contentedly for a moment as those digits played gently over her massive plump ring-and-lobes. The dobe looked cam in the eyes, the rat's long greasy hair gently spilling out from under her bandana as she gripped the dobe's massive hole. The dobe stretched her arms high overhead, lifting her enormous tits upwards a little, as she took in the sea breeze and the unmistakable sweaty pheromones of the mechanic rat's haze.
The dobe reached into her jacket pocket and pulled out a spliff and her zippo, flicking it, and sparking the end up, feeling her hole go slack as she held a lungfull of weedsmoke in, and then releasing it in a long steady stream from her nostrils, passing it to cam at her left as the two leaned against the rock wall of the scenic overlook.
The rat's hand squelched deep into the dobe's backside, as she took the joint with the other one, taking her own deeeeep lungful before turning the dobe's head to face her and shotgunning the lungful of weed smoke right into her maw. the dobe clenched playfully around cam's wrist, as her erection spilled out of her sheath and over the top of the wall, precum gushing from her tip in rivulets a few inches wide. Cam's own massive tool starting to stir within her jumpsuit, sliding up against her belly straining the deeth of her zipper as the dark wet stain of her excitement spread over the fabric.
A small red station wagon turned the corner, and stopped in the middle of the curve. There was a muted shriek and a perturbed husband shouting from inside "HARRIET! HARRIETT! PLEASE JUST- NO! DON'T STARE! HARRIETT! DRIVE OH MY GOD! JUST DRIVE!"
Cam pulled her hand out of the dobe's backside, causing the canid to moan involuntarily, as she waved her sweat-covered hand in a vile greeting to the onlookers as a malicious "I dare you" Grin spread over her face. The Tires chirped and the station wagon lurched forward. Stalled, and then started again and then took off as fast as it could go, untill it was a few corners down the way.
Cam returned her hand to the Dobe's backside, as she passed the joint back. Fingers gently sliding into that massive portal, sinking in slowly all the way to her elbow, Feeling her broad forearm squishing down on the Dobe's engorged prostate, and by proxy her bladder, the canine shivered in delight as she hugged that arm appreciatively inside her.