More Than You Can Chew - Sex Stories

More Than You Can Chew

... moment she was moaning quietly, ashamedly, and the next a fuzzy canine crotch was pressed to her face. She looked around wildly, taking a moment to figure out that Black had hopped up half on the couch. His back paws were planted to either side of her wide hips, front paws on the back of the couch, and his threatening sheath staring her in the face. She took a moment to study it as it hung heavily in the air inches from her, so stunned she felt a strange disconnect with what she was seeing.

It’s cock was still in its furry sheath, though judging by the size of the package she was in for a long, and thick, night. Behind it, the heavy dark balls swung, each the size of an apricot in a smooth, almost hairless sack. She was suddenly aware of the smell, like wood smoke mixed with black pepper and a bestial musk. For a lack of better words, it was one of the most masculine things she had ever smelled, and her sex reacted instinctively against Tans tongue.

“There’s no way I’m going to suc-” She began to protest weakly before a deep, throaty growl cut her off and the furry sex was pressed roughly to her face. The stiff sheath mashed against her forehead, the heavy balls dragging over her mouth and chin before being pulled back and giving her a second chance to reconsider.

She didn’t bother speaking again, letting out a fearful, revolted whimper before hesitantly leaning her face forward to please the beast. There was no cock out yet to suck, so she reluctantly began ...

... kissing and licking the sheath dutifully, if not eagerly. It reminded her of the outside of a peach, her submissive mouth working lower as she began to drag her tongue down its sack. The skin was hot, and the hound sighed pleasantly as she worked, encouraging her onwards. She felt the weight of a ball on her tongue, lifting it before gently sucking it into her mouth. She rolled the orb around her tongue, more waves of disgust bashing herself internally as she released it. Her tongue reluctantly dragged to the side, giving the other the same treatment. She stifled a whimper of repulsion as she pulled the second ball into her mouth, tongue sliding over the animal's sack.

The black sack glistened with saliva as she kissed back up, some of the red cock poking out from the sheath now. Her emotions continued to beat on her, as well as a quickly approaching orgasm from the oral attention her wet slit was getting. Veronica swallowed her hesitation and shame as she took the tip of the bestial cock into her mouth, lips kissing the opening of the sheath as she licked the hot, stiff member. Her disgust and pleasure exploded against one another as she realized what she was doing, her first orgasm rocking her body as she let out a slutty, muffled moan against the cock.

Not needing much encouragement, the cock grew in her mouth inch by inch. Every time she thought it would stop, it just continued to swell. With every passing second she had to bob her head further back and forth under the ...