FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Happy New Year! KNOT! uh...Not. Wayne and I got into an argument and now I have to make it up to him. If we were a more vanilla couple this would mean me swallowing, or anal, or even feet stuff but we're not. For us it means Wayne gets to decide my next sexual encounter with a Beastman, and I don't get to say no to any of it. Normally, he just picks out some Rando we see out somewhere or tells me to do something specific with the next guy I fuck and take pics or video of it as proof, but sometimes it's something a little more. Last time I worked the Gloryhole wall at the Show-N-Tail, and the time before that I spent a shift in the Fill-Em-Up for a birthday party involving the Janitor from school and his brothers. (Shudder) This time though he hit a new low, even for him. He teamed up with my Mom!

Mom is throwing a VIP party down at the Show-N-Tail for New Years, and she wants me to work that night. Now, I could use the extra money, but the store is going to be closed so I ask her what I'm supposed to do that night. She doesn't want to say at first but eventually admits she needs an extra girl to keep the customers happy. Uh...NO! I don't do sex work, except for the times I have, but that was because of circumstances, not choice! She suggests stripping, and I say no. She finally asks me to be a waitress, and I almost say yes, then remember how my luck usually goes so I turn her down.

What I didn't know was she went behind my back and suggested it to Wayne. He loves getting cucked by me, loves Beastmen fucking human chicks, and now has complete power to decide what I was going to do. Three guesses what I'm doing on New Year's. Mom's throwing a 20's themed party called "Cock, Tails, and All That Jizz!" Ticket holders are invited to "Celebrate the end of Inhibition!" and "Forget the Law! Everyone's getting off tonight!" Subtle, that's her middle name.

I wind up in a pink, red, and fuchsia tasseled Flapper dress, sequined headband with a huge pink feather. Baby pink hose, cherry fuck me heels, and a garter belt to complete the look. No underwear, house rules. I'm not here to be a prostitute, I actually carry drinks and check tickets for the first hour, but Wayne made me promise (IN FRONT OF MOM!) that I wouldn't say no if propositioned. Ugh, whatever.

I'm trying to make my way through the crowd for another tray of drinks when I nearly run into a huge Ariel, a Lionman who steps in front of me. I'm about to step around him when he calls me by name. It takes me a second to recognize him. Barry McCochner, my Stepdad's partner in the construction business he owns. He's dressed to the nines, to use the slang. Black dress pants held up with silk suspenders over a white button up shirt, all straining against his huge muscles and broad shoulders. He smiles, shifting so his cock is briefly outlined against the leg of his pants, then speaks. "How are you? Mom got you working tonight. That sucks I bet."

I shrug, mouth suddenly dry for no reason. I cough to clear my throat. "Well, you know, I'm not going to turn down extra money. It'll help me pay off my car, and maybe some expenses for college." Shit it's hot in here! When did it get so hot in here? Of course, we're almost at capacity for the building but still, how did I not notice this? Another shift and his cock is definitely getting stiff. Not that I'm looking! It's just so big you can't help but notice! I mean if I'm getting wet it's totally because I'm thinking of...uh... you know, uh, boyfriend...WAYNE! Totally because of him.

"Oh, are you just delivering drinks?" He has a martini glass in each hand. One's filled with liquor, and the other is filled with a thick, white liquid I recognize instantly. With a smile he extends a hand towards me, the smell of Beastcum making me drool. "or are you doing... other things as well? I mean, you look so hot in that dress, surely you can take a short break to share a drink with me?"

I swallow, stomach dropping to my shoes. "Share a Drink" is Mom's code phrase for tonight. Sex was included in the ticket price so, Patrons don't have to negotiate. If they see a girl they want, they bring her a special "Cock-tail" and ask her to share it with them. She drinks it, and they get busy. I stare at the full glass in his huge hand. Sonuvabitch! I can't say no! Stupid...FUCK!, Boyfriend! I put on a friendly smile, taking the glass, and down it in one gulp. (Is that Thunderhoof's load? Don't matter, Focus.) "Looks like I'm off my feet for a while," I grin. Hopefully there's still an unclaimed room upstairs, or maybe Mom's office, or Goddess, a really dark corner somewhere as a last resort. I grab his hand, leading him away from the busy party, or at least I try to, but he refuses to budge.

"Kevin talks about you all the time. Says you're a great fuck for someone who only got her cherry popped 6 months ago." He pulls me close, staring down into my eyes. His musk is overpowering, blocking out all other scents to fill my head with him alone. "I've been trying to come up with an excuse to drop by and find out for myself. Seeing you here tonight was the answer to my prayers, and I'm not letting this opportunity pass me by." He glances down at his tented pants. "I don't think you're that big of a slut, or that good. Prove me wrong"

I stare at him in horror. He can't be serious! There's like a hundred people around us! I can't fuck him here. What would people think? What would Mom say? Oh, Goddess everyone would see me naked, see me being used by this Alpha male in whatever way he wants. I'll never live it down! But I can't say no... Shit! What am I going to do? I've never fucked in public before. Well, I have, but never with anyone watching. Except for that Deer guy when I was taking driving lessons... And the Foxgirl twins when I participate in their experiments... And my boyfriend, whose name will come to me eventually, on multiple occasions. Dammit! My whole body tingles, fear and, honestly, excitement filling every cell. My cheeks burn red, my breathing quick and shallow as I loosen his pants, freeing his hard, pink, cock and dark balls.

I start to kneel, acutely aware of everyone around us, but Barry yanks me to my feet, spins me around and pulls me against him, his dick pressing against my ass. "Zophie," he whispers, "I'm going to wreck you in front of all these people. They want to see your ass broken on Beastcock, and I'm going to give it to them. Understand?" I nod, unable to speak. He slides a hand under my short skirt, rough pads on my clit making me moan. His other hand pulls one of my breasts free, so he can play with my nipple. We're starting to attract attention. A small circle of guests have started to form a circle around us. Barry pulls me toward one of the stages. Tabby is just finishing up her set when we march up beside her. She flashes me a confused look. Before I can say anything, Barry speaks. "We're going to put on a little show of our own. I'm going to fuck Ms. Cumming's brains out, up here, in front of everyone." He gives her his sexiest grin. "That is, if you don't mind."

Tabby scoops up her stuff in a heartbeat. Her smile's so big it threatens to split her head in two. "Not at all, Honey! Have fun and take your mothafucking time." I hear her giggling as she heads backstage. I'm starting to sweat, and not just from the spotlight trained on us. Our audience followed us over and grows by the second. I recognize a few of them. Teachers. Neighbors. My Therapist, and more. I have a feeling they'll all take a turn with me once Barry is done. Now that they know I'm not off limits, I'm going to spend the rest of the night as a free use toy. Goddess, Wayne is never going to believe this! He's going to say it's the hottest thing I've ever done, and truthfully? He's right. I glance over my shoulder at Barry. "Don't be afraid to get rough, or call me some names," I whisper. "I like it." He nods, a huge grin on his face.

Barry slips his hand under my skirt once more, then quickly removes it. Holding his glistening fingers up to the glaring light he laughs. "Already wet! Looks like someone's a closet slut." Everyone crowded around the stage laughs. I let loose a nervous giggle of my own just before Barry bends me over, hikes up my skirt and shoves his dick into my snatch. I bark, and gasp, and moan while he penetrates me easily in front of all these people. Lions don't have dicks much bigger than average for a Zoanthrope. (Though they're still bigger than any Human dick!) But they have some of the thickest ones in the world, a truly eye-watering girth in most cases. And like most Feline Beasts it's covered in nubs that hit me in ways no other cock does. He's barely getting started and I'm already close to cumming!

We're the center of attention, with everyone in the room jostling for a good view of my humiliation. I play up the reluctant victim role, begging him to stop, trying to cover myself, and asking people to rescue me. Everyone loves it. Mom cuts her way through the crowd with purpose. I'm scared she's going to put an end to this spectacle. Be mad because we didn't go to one of the designated areas before we started screwing. We lock eyes for a second. Without words I let her know I'm okay with this, and she lets me know how proud she is of this turn of events. I bark, knees slamming together, pussy squirting while my brain is assaulted by an intense orgasm. When my eyes open again I see Tabby pushing a cart through the crowd with a large stainless steel stock pot on it. (The club doesn't have a big menu, but we have props for nearly ANY fetish or desire.) Mom is standing on a chair with a roll of tickets in her hand. I can't hear her too good over the cheers, catcalls and jeers of the crowd but I think I catch the word raffle? A Rhinoguy hands her some money, then whips his dick out and starts beating off into the pot. He's quickly joined by several others until the pot disappears behind a wall of guys.

Someone hands me another Cock-Tail and gives Barry a martini. My drink spills everywhere from the pounding my body is taking from him. People are trying to get pictures and vids of us. I try to smile, flashing a peace sign at a few of them. I can feel another orgasm building inside me. Barry has one hand gripping my hip, and I squeal when it tightens suddenly. Deep inside, I feel him swell, and harden even more, before unleashing a torrent of jizz into my cunt. He roars, overwhelming all other noise in the room. I feel his load run down my legs, hear it spilling out onto the stage in fat drops. He pulls me upright, paw tight around my throat, and an arm around my waist. "Has she had enough?" The crowd boos. "Do you want more?" They cheer. I shake my head, keeping up the act. Barry laughs. "Hope you're up for another round."

He spins us around, lifting one of my legs by hooking his elbow behind my knee. I grip the pole tightly, trying to keep my balance, my dripping pussy on full display to everyone. He pulls down my dress, exposing my other breast while these animals shout filthy encouragement to him. Mom is still selling tickets to a small crowd of Zoeanthropes surrounding the pot. I don't have time to wonder what's going on though, cause Barry uses my momentary distraction to slam his cock back home, driving me onto my toes. I'm left breathless for a few seconds by the intrusion. Barry grabs a handful of hair, forcing me to look out into the crowd. "Call for Mommy!" He commands, drawing whoops and cheers from the horny crowd. "Do it!"

I swallow a couple of times to get rid of my cottonmouth then manage a weak, "M-Mom.." A quick hair pull makes me squeal. "Mom? Oh...Fu-FUCK! M-M-M-MOMMYYY!" I scream over the laughter and the insults. The crowd parts enough for her to see me and Barry on the stage. She stares, an exaggerated look of shock on her face. "Mom, you got to...Oh. Oh! OOOOOOHHHH!" Moans turn to deep guttural noises while my eyes roll back, and I quiver through another orgasm. People cheer. Barry laughs, gripping my hair tightly so Mom can see my face. "Look at your daughter," he sneers. "Aren't you proud of her? Your little supremacist slut makes an excellent cocksleeve for me. And I'm not the only one who's getting revenge tonight!" The room explodes in triumphant cheers.

I'm coming down finally, and able to focus again as Mom looks at me in overdramatic horror and disgust. This quickly turns into a fiendish grin however, and I'm left in shock at her response. "Oh, who am I kidding. Fuck Her! Break her on your cocks until she learns her place! I'm tired of being embarrassed by her beliefs. She deserves this!" With a triumphant roar Barry grips the pole, thrusting harder than ever before until he blows his wad again. I'm dumped to the stage, tired and sore, my ravaged pussy leaking jizz. I look out into the crowd, their leering faces and lustful smiles taking in every inch of me. All hesitation and embarrassment is gone. I love this! I duck my head to keep them from seeing my smile. The stage creaks under Barry's weight. I quickly decide to keep up the act by wailing, "Oh Goddess! Are we done? Please say we're done. I can't take anymore of your filthy Beastcock in my poor human body. It's not right. It's a sin!"

Barry yanks me to my knees, cock hard and ready for another round. That's another way Lions are different. Most Beastmen can go two or three times before they need to rest, but Lions are almost as bad as Ratmen cause once they get started, you're in for at least a half dozen rounds before they go limp. He smiles down at me. "It is dirty, isn't it?" I stare at his rod, coated in a mix of his seed and my juices. "Guess you'll have to clean it up, Whore." He shoves it into my throat, all the way to the balls. I wasn't lying when I said he's an eye watering size, so the tears roll down my cheeks. It really helps sell our story though, and honestly is a huge turn on. The part of me that loves being dominated and humiliated is in heaven! I'm not bisexual, I think, I mean the number of women I've slept with is still in the single digits, but I love the taste of my own juices. Mixed in with a Beastguy's cum while I suck it off his dick? I'll take all you want to give me!

He facefucks me with an animalistic zeal, throwing out insults and curses with each thrust of his hips. He holds me down on his dick, pinching my nose shut until I choke. He pushes me away and I cough until I can breathe again. "I'll make a deal with you," Barry says. "Finish me off yourself, and swallow every drop, and I might not fuck you in the ass!"

"Promise?" I gasp. "I'll go free if I do this?"

"One way to find out." I start sucking him off again, bobbing my head, sucking my cheeks hollow, and fondling his hefty sack. Our audience loves it, and I'm pretty sure I hear Mom yelling encouragement as well. I don't stop there, teasing and licking those full balls until his legs shake. It doesn't take me long to earn my reward, every bit of it landing in my stomach. He pulls my hair, forcing me to stare into his yellow eyes. "Should I stop?" he asks. I nod. He turns towards the crowd. "SHOULD I STOP?" he bellows. I give them my best scared face, silently pleading for mercy I hope... I know I won't receive. They don't disappoint. I'm shoved facedown on the stage, Barry pulling my arms back so I'm on my knees. He kneels behind me while I plead for mercy, trying futilely to escape his grasp. I scream when he forces the bulbous head of his thick tool into my ass. He goes slow, opening me up until I dance on the line between pain and pleasure. The noises I'm making aren't remotely human and the crowd loves it.

He bangs me like he owns me, pulling me back with each thrust to impale me on his shaft. He's so thick, and so deep, he actually gets me to orgasm again. "Look how much she loves it," Barry roars while I squirt onto the stage. I beg him to stop, and he just gets wilder. "What are you? Huh? Tell these people! Tell them what your purpose is!" I shake my head, refusing to give them what they want. Barry continues to taunt me, insult me, humiliate me until he empties his balls into my waiting hole. "Admit Beast is Best, and I'll stop. Promise them they can have their revenge on you tonight, and I'll be satisfied I got my share. Say It!" I shake my head, proudly proclaiming I'll never be broken by him or any Beastman. He responds by shoving me down onto the stage, straddling my body, and proneboning me with an inhuman vigor.

I break. I give in to his every demand, make every promise he wants me to make and more. I beg for his spunk, declaring myself to be the party cum dumpster until morning. I give myself over to them completely, without hesitation, knowing they'll use me however they want. I will live out their fanatsies, and love every minute of it. Barry finishes, filling my ravaged ass with one last load before leaving me broken on the stage. I don't get any rest though as Mom and Tabby pull me up into a sitting position and put a bowl in front of me. "Pick one," Mom says. I yank a ticket out. Mom takes it from me and yells," 40!" Amid a chorus of cheers and groans, a large, well muscled Ram man steps out of the crowd onto the stage. I barely have time to wonder what's happening before he scoops up the stock pot and dumps a few gallons of Beastcum on me in a super bukkake. Some of it gets into my mouth. That's not a complaint. Mom allows a few pictures before declaring the bank to be shut. She promises everyone I'll be back and ready to please them after I get cleaned up a little.

It takes forever for me to get clean in the showers. Mom's waiting on me when I come out. She scoops me up in a big hug, squealing with delight. "I'm so proud of you! Oh, Zozo, that was just what we needed to make this party memorable." I'm a little embarrassed but also excited to see her so happy. "I put all the raffle money in my office. It's yours! Consider it a bonus."

"Thanks." I find a new pair of stockings and garter belt, a new feathered headband, and some clean shoes. Yep, everything but a new dress. Mom explains that all the spares are already in use. "So, I'm just supposed to walk around naked the rest of the night?" She shrugs. I start to protest but stop myself. I wasn't going to stay dressed once I left the locker room anyway. Fuck it! I throw on a sash that says "Cock, Tails, and All That Jizz!" and stroll out onto the floor with my head held high. A strong hand grabs my arm, pulling me onto a table where the Raffle winner takes his prize. I get done by more Beastmen than I can count, going from table, to chair, to booth, to floor, and even back on stage a couple of times by them. Single, double, airtight and more to the point I don't even see the ball drop cause I'm too busy getting them drained into me. Everything's a lust fueled, orgasmic blur until the sun rises and the party ends. On the way back to the locker room I see Barry once more. I grab his arm, pull him into a deep kiss, his rough tongue in my mouth before releasing him. I smile at his confused look. "Fucking me like you did on that stage last night is all the excuse you'll ever need to drop by whenever you want." I walk away with a huge smile. I make a resolution. I'm a Beastcock lover, and I'm fucking through denying it. I will fuck any Beast that wants me, and I'll enjoy every last moment of it until the day I die.

Halle-fucking-llujah!