Relationship Therapy

Dakota pulled on his jacket, almost shaking as the bear sighed and tucked his ears into a cap that he found in the back of a closet, wanting to disguise himself as much as possible, at least as much as he could without it being too obvious that he was deliberately trying to hide his identity. Immersed in his thoughts, the man gave a startled gasp as a hand grabbed his shoulder, spinning around to see his wife giggling at him with a confused smirk on her face, 
"Geez, what's wrong, honey? You're not this jumpy usually."
The bear tried to play it off with an awkward laugh, shrugging his shoulders as he zipped up his jacket, 
"O… oh, I dunno… maybe I'm just a little nervous about the… uhh… therapy…" 
"Oh, it's gonna be fine, c'mere~" 
The woman wrapped Dakota in a tight hug, making him grimace out of guilt as he tried to return the embrace, patting her on the back as she kissed him on the cheek. The ursine couple had recently been going through a slight rough patch in their marriage, and Dakota felt that their love didn't quite have the same spark that it used to just a few years back. He still certainly loved the woman, more than he could ever describe, but there were a few areas of their relationship that the man thought lacked a little bit of excitement, mainly when it came to their bedroom. His wife had noticed his recent lack of enthusiasm, which led the two to have several late night chats and failed attempts at reigniting the old passion that used to burn bright between the two, but nothing had quite worked. Desperate to keep their marriage alive, Dakota had told his wife that he'd start seeing a therapist, so that he could talk through some things and hopefully get him excited about their relationship once more, an idea that she wholeheartedly supported. In reality however, the man had no intention of visiting any kind of therapist, instead seeking a more direct route to inject some thrill into his sex life, seeing it as the only way to keep their marriage alive, even if he did feel more than a little guilty just thinking about it. Kissing his wife goodbye, the brown bear stepped out the door, trying not to look too nervous as he walked to the taxi. 

Opening the door and stepping into the back, Dakota cleared his throat lightly as he leaned forwards, opening his mouth and trying to get his destination out to the waiting driver, realising halfway through that he was almost whispering, 
"I'm going to t… the old theatre, across from the park, i… if you know it?" 
The driver gave a nod and started up the taxi, making the bear even more paranoid than before, thinking he saw a slight smirk across the man's face through the rear view mirror, though he wasn't sure if it was just his own nerves causing him to see things that weren't really there. Trying to calm down, Dakota pulled out his phone, fiddling with it as he was driven across the city, opening up his email to go through some of the messages he'd exchanged in secret. For almost the last month, he'd been in contact with a brothel that was covertly being run out of a front in the city, talking with one of the people in charge there to set up his perfect evening. The place wasn't just your run-of-the-mill whorehouse, but instead focused on bringing its customers unique experiences that they couldn't experience anywhere else, catering to niche tastes and kinks, bringing dreams and fantasies to life. That was exactly what Dakota was hoping the place could offer, having set up a date that would fulfill the secret desires he'd been living with for decades. He'd been waiting for this day ever since he first heard about such an establishment being run in his city, but as the hour grew nearer, the bear was more and more tempted to just abandon the entire thing entirely, starting to get cold feet. Unfortunately for him, he'd already paid half of the fee upfront, giving him another reason to push aside all of his worries besides just the allure of getting to finally experience his most taboo desires. The taxi came to a stop after about half an hour of driving, stopping in front of a theatre just as the streetlights clicked on, 
"We're here."
Dakota paid for his trip, feeling his face reddening as the driver looked him in the eyes, smiling while handing him back his card, 
"Have fun~" 
Getting out, the man still wasn't sure whether the taxi driver had seen right through his deception or not, but it certainly didn't make him feel any better, looking around the darkening city streets nervously as he stuck his hands in his pockets, letting the car turn a corner before he began walking the opposite direction from the theatre. 

Constantly glancing over his shoulder just to make sure no one was watching him walk to his true destination, the brown bear quickly made his way to a seemingly nondescript laundromat at the end of the street, pushing the door open and squinting slightly as the bright fluorescent lights inside blinded him momentarily. The place was completely empty, save for a bored looking teenage swan perusing a magazine at a counter at the back, his eyes barely even glancing up at the approaching man as Dakota walked up, clearing his throat nervously, trying to remember what exactly he was supposed to say, 
"I… I had a meeting here? With your supervisor, someone named… Lizzie?" 
The bird nodded towards a door behind the counter, pressing a button under the desk to buzz Dakota in, still flipping through the magazine as the ursine stepped around him and walked into the back. The front of the building, the laundromat, was actually only a facade, with the vast majority of it taken up by the true business: the brothel. A small hallway led the man down a flight of stairs and into a sort of airlock, a camera mounted on the wall zooming in on his face before another door allowed him to step deeper in, pushing past a curtain to finally arrive at his destination. The dingy and industrial look of the hallway gave way to a refined and delicate lounge, wood panelled walls and deep crimson accents decorating the place, several plush chairs and sofas lined along the walls in front of a bar. There were a few other people lounging around, but none of them besides a slim and tall lizard paid any attention to the newcomer. The scalie was dressed in a suit vest and pants, his tail dragging along the floor as he smiled at Dakota, waving for the customer to step inside, 
"Welcome, you'd be our client for the day then! Care to have a drink before getting into action?" 
The lizard motioned towards the stocked bar, waiting patiently as Dakota stammered, 
"Uhh… n… no thanks."
"Suit yourself. It'll still be here when you're done, if you happen to get thirsty~" 
The bear wasn't sure what he should call the man, unsure of whether he'd prefer the title of a pimp or a handler better, being completely out of his comfort zone with the entire situation. Trying not to stress out about the job title, Dakota followed behind as the lizard walked towards the back, 
"So, you're here for Lizzie, then?" 
"Yeah…" 
"Good choice, she's certainly a pretty popular girl. You're obviously welcome to do as you see fit, but I can definitely recommend oral, whether it be giving it to her or receiving it. She loves 'em both, I can attest to that from personal experience~" 
The bear could feel himself blushing as the man spoke more about who he was there to meet, discreetly pulling his jacket down slightly as his pants began to tighten around the crotch, tipping his cap downwards and staring at the ground to try to hide his face from the other clients and staff of the brothel, both ashamed and guilty that he'd been brought to such an establishment. 

Following behind the well dressed lizard, Dakota eventually came to his room, stepping through a large sliding door marked with the number five and a hoof print, taking a look around as he gulped. The room looked similar to an upscale hotel bedroom: very spacious with all of the expected furnishings, carrying the same motif in colour and tone as the rest of the establishment, a large king-sized bed tucked in one corner, the middle of the room left almost entirely empty. The room did however have a few slightly unique features that differentiated it from a normal hotel bedroom, like a large mirror that took up a big part of the ceiling right above the bed, a small step ladder folded up underneath the bed, and a camera mounted on a tripod to allow any clients using the room to immortalise their fantasies coming to life. The lizard motioned for the man to step deeper, clasping his hands behind his back as he turned on his heels, 
"You can get comfortable, and I'll go fetch Lizzie for you."
Dakota watched the man disappear out the door, leaving him alone in the large room, sighing anxious as he paced around slowly, unsure of how exactly he was supposed to "get comfortable". He thought about getting undressed, but feared being embarrassed even further if that wasn't what the staff member actually had in mind, fiddling with his hands as he tried to guess what proper etiquette at a brothel might be. Playing it safe, the brown bear decided to just sit down on the bed, planting his flank onto the surprisingly soft mattress with a huff, leaning back slightly as he looked around, groaning softly as his erection chafed against his underwear. Glancing down at the bedsheets, Dakota noticed a small tuft of blond hair, picking it up and giving it a sniff, picking up canine notes in the fur as he moaned, feeling his pants only getting tighter as images of what the last client and the working girl were up to on the bed flashed in his head. 

Sitting awkwardly on the corner of the bed for a few minutes, nursing his hard on as he huffed and puffed, Dakota's ears finally perked up as he heard the clop of hooves against the floor coming from outside, standing up with a slight gulp as a whinny made his fur puff up in excitement. The sliding door opened up, and the lizard stepped inside with a lead in his hands, pulling a feral mare into the room with him, grinning as he spotted the bear's mouth hanging open. The mare was almost twice as tall as Dakota, her chestnut fur carefully groomed and brushed, her blond mane braided and hanging down one side as she lowered her head, eyeing up the newcomer with her beautiful blue eyes. Her coat had a few blemishes of white, right at her flank and running down her back legs, almost inviting the ursine to see just how far down the spots ran, her tail flipping to the side as her nostrils flared in another soft whinny, hoofing the ground while the lizard pet her snout, giving the brown bear a wink, 
"Easy, girl. Looks like Lizzie is pretty excited to meet you. And I'm sure that goes both ways~" 
Clearing his throat and blushing as he quickly took off his cap, holding it over his crotch to hide the obvious bulge as he shuffled from one foot to another, Dakota didn't say a word while the lizard carefully took off the equine's bridle, giving her one last pet on her side as he walked out with a smirk, 
"Well, you two have fun! You've got her booked for the entire evening, so take your time, really get to know her~" 

With the door slamming closed, Dakota and the mare stared at one another for a moment, with the bear nervously trying to decide how to approach his secret feral lover, while she seemed eager to get to know the man better. It didn't take long for the equine's scent to really reach the man's nose, sweeping him up in her wild grasp as he shivered, feeling like he was about to burst out of his pants, the wonderfully taboo scent bringing back memories of his summer job at a farm when he was still a little boy. The bear approached Lizzie carefully, letting her sniff his hand before gently stroking her muzzle, his breath shaking slightly as he whispered, his other hand reaching down to his crotch, 
"You're… you're so beautiful…" 
Zipping his fly open and dropping his underwear just enough, Dakota pulled out his rock hard cock as Lizzie gave his fingers a lick with her large tongue, wrapping his fist around his shaft with a soft moan as he stroked the mare's neck, slowly moving down her side, keeping his hand on her the entire time just to reassure the feral equine and let her know where he was so as not to inadvertently spook her. The horse's perfume grew stronger and stronger the closer Dakota got to her haunches, tickling his nose as he carefully grabbed her tail and pushed it aside, getting a facefull of juicy mare backside. Lizzie's plump pussy lips were already winking at the bear, the velvety dark lips opening up to reveal her beautiful pink inner folds, thick rivulets of her nectar running down her thighs as she snorted, her tail swaying to the side to show off the puffy donut nestled right above her mound. The mare's wetness confirmed what the bear had already suspected from her needy scent, getting him worked up like a wild stallion as he panted, salivating almost as heavily as the mare's slit as he stared at her succulent lips, 
"Goddamn… you're in heat, aren't you…" 
The equine answered with a lusty neigh, shaking her head and hoofing at the floor, taking a step back to push her nethers towards the male, all but telling him that she was just as desperate for him as he was for her. 

Stepping closer to the horse's rear, taking her flowing tail and draping it over his shoulder, Dakota was blasted with the mouthwatering scent of an eager young mare in rut as soon as he carefully opened her folds, pushing her lips apart with a huff, feeling her juices trickling down onto his belly and girth. He ran a few fingers up and down her slit, trying to be gentle and go slow, accidentally just ending up teasing the poor Lizzie as she gave an annoyed whinny. Shoving her ass back against the brown bear, the mare plunged his fingers deep inside of her feral cunt, continuing to push and rub up on him even after he'd already sunk knuckle deep in his mound. Too stunned and horny to do anything but obey her every wish, Dakota acquiesced and pushed even harder, watching his entire hand be swallowed up by the wet maw as he shivered, balling the hand up into a fist as her sap leaked down onto his cock. Slathering his free hand in the warm juices before jerking off with the slippery honey, the man pushed himself all the way up to his shoulder, moaning as he fisted the needy mare, pushing his face between her haunches at the same time. Unable to resist the temptation, Dakota began lapping at Lizzie's plump tailhole, thrusting his arm back and forth in her pussy as he made out with her rear, sticking his tongue into the surprisingly tight hole. He could feel the horse clenching around his arm harder and faster with every passing second, nuzzling her soft cheeks as he rimmed and fisted her, blushing at the sounds of her increasingly passionate whinnies. Trying to push her over the edge, Dakota shoved his arm as deep as he could get it before suddenly opening up his hand, trying to emulate a stallion's flare as he kept thrusting and licking, almost cumming himself as Lizzie clamped down around his arm with a loud neigh, squirting onto him and covering him in mare cum from his chest down. 

Waiting until the feral lady stopped trying to suck in his arm, Dakota pulled out of the horse's pussy, his arm utterly drenched in her juices, something that he was more than happy to get a taste of while the mare recovered from her orgasm. While licking at his fingers, the bear glanced down and noticed that his clothes were pretty well soaked through, deciding to get rid of them before he'd made an even bigger mess with his eager little (or not so little) lover, tossing off his shirt and pants into a heap on one of the chairs, still stroking his dick as he thought of what to do next, overwhelmed with choice. The man suddenly remembered the lizard's recommendation, about how Lizzie apparently loved both giving and receiving oral, deciding that an opportunity to try out a blowjob from a feral horse wasn't something he could pass up. Sitting down on the bed, all Dakota needed to do was to spread his legs apart and present his cock for the mare to understand exactly what he was after, her mane nearly touching the floor as she stepped in front of him and bowed her head down, bringing her muzzle between the panting bear's thighs. Caressing the equine's snout, Dakota couldn't help but to feel a tiny bit nervous as she opened her maw and exposed her rather large teeth, but his worries about her chompers were quickly overcome by the inviting look of her soft tongue as it rolled out, dangling down as she took his girth into her maw. Using her wonderfully plump lips to rub the groaning bear's base, Lizzy dragged her tongue back and forth along the underside of his cock, cupping her entire tongue around it as she left his girth glazed in her stringy saliva, suckling on him like a foal nursing on her mother. With the mare's taste still in his mouth, Dakota threw his head back and bucked into her muzzle, grabbing her mane as he emptied his sack, glazing the horse's tongue with his cream while she continued her licking and sucking. 

Hugging the mare's head as she swallowed down his load, Dakota pet her mane as he whimpered and moaned, cooing to the feral equine as the orgasm rolled over him, 
"That's it, keep sucking, you're so good~!" 
Squeezing the last few squirts of seed onto her tongue, the man eventually let go, gasping and shivering as she made sure to give his cock one last lick, smacking her lips as she gave a happy snort. Dakota realised he'd never had such an intense orgasm ever in his life, feeling like he'd pumped gallons of cum down the horse's throat, though he still had plenty left to give. Jumping up to his feet, the bear grabbed the stepladder and quickly moved back behind the mare's rear, setting the ladder down and climbing up, laying his hands on Lizzie's flank as his girth hovered at her winking lips. All thoughts of his wife momentarily disappeared as he clung to the mare's fur, her needy scent filling his nose, begging him to breed her like the feral animal that she was. Grunting loudly, the man rammed inside of the equine, slamming balls deep into her cunt as she gave a blissful whinny, backing up against his crotch as her walls immediately squeezed down, tightening her slit to make it perfect for the bear's girth. Fucking the mare's pussy hard enough to almost topple the ladder he was perched on, Dakota ploughed into her mound, giving her his all with the knowledge that the giant horse could take it all with no fear of her being hurt, devolving into screams and groans the closer he inched to finishing. Giving the mare one last buck that made her thick ass cheeks jiggle, the bear buried his bone deep before filling up Lizzie's womb, laying down on top of her lower back as he hugged the happily neighing horse, quivering as her pussy lips repeatedly winked while he was still embedded in her cunt. Thoroughly draining himself into her mound, the man pulled out after a few minutes, puffing and petting the feral's backside as he watched his cum slowly leaking out of her pussy, the ursine gave a chuckle, 
"You're a real needy girl, aren't you? Good thing I've still got a few more hours with you then~" 

Stepping out of the taxi with an exhausted huff, Dakota did his best to shake off the tired look from his face as he walked up to his home, taking a deep breath as he opened the door. It was already night, and the man was ready to collapse in bed after spending all evening exploring and creaming every orifice that the mare had to offer, having already booked a second visit to the brothel. He peeked into the house while he was kicking off his shoes, spotting a light glowing from upstairs, hearing his wife calling out for him, 
"Hey honey, I'm already in bed, join me?" 
"Yep, I'll be right up." 
Stumbling up the steps, Dakota was just about to head to the bedroom before he realised that his clothes must've still smelled like he'd spent the entire day in a barnyard full of equines in heat, quickly dipping into the bathroom at the last second, taking off his clothes down to his underwear and stuffing everything into the laundry, making a mental note to wash them tomorrow before his wife could get to them. Naked, the man stepped into the bedroom, getting a giggle from his wife as she lowered the book she was reading, 
"Wow, I guess the therapy did something right."
Dakota chuckled, slipping under the covers next to her, 
"It absolutely was very… eye opening…" 
"Sounds interesting, maybe I should give it a try someday~" 
The woman tossed her book aside, reaching under the blankets and wrapping her hand around his husband's cock, getting a moan out of him as he sunk into his pillows. Disappearing under the covers, she was about to gobble up the man's girth when she suddenly froze stiff, catching an odd smell coming from his crotch, squinting in the dark as she plucked out a large strand of blond hair glued to his inner thigh, raising an eyebrow as she examined it, all the while Dakota grinned to himself, 
"The therapist really just… made me spill it all out. She's got a real talent for handling men~"