Needed Security
By JJ

	It was pretty dead in the library, the corgi librarian adjusted her tie as she got up from the desk and walked over to the front door. She saw the security guard, a light blue wolf with white hair. He was kinda cute and she gave him a smile then a nod and he walked into the building to lock up. She still didn't know why they needed a guard for the public library, nothing bad ever happened here. The guard stepped into the building,
“Need me to walk you to your car tonight Ms. Heather?”
His golden eyes met with her hazel ones, she blinked then looked away,
“No thanks John, I think I can make it to my car just fine tonight.”
She chuckled and he held the door open for her as she walked out. He gave a warm smile and closed the door behind her and began to lock it.

	Heather walked down the stairs of the library, she let her brunette hair down as she walked. Her car wasn't too far, the lights in the parking lot started to flicker on. The dull orange glow slowly illuminating spots. Heather made it to her car and began to grab for her keys. She dropped them as she felt someone push her up against her car. A paw clasped over her muzzle, she felt something poking between her legs and she froze. Her eyes darted back and forth. She felt the wet tip of the males cock smearing her panties as she was wearing a mini skirt. He humped between her legs for a moment. The corgi swallowed and quivered a bit then gasped she felt her panties being pulled down. His cock caught at her tailhole and slipped in quickly. She let out a muffled whine and struggled a bit. He stretched her out a little then began to hump hard and fast.

	John watched Heather walk to her car after he finished locking the front door, when he saw that she got to it he turned around and went to the security desk. Setting up his laptop for the night. He then took a walk around to make sure all the other doors were locked. He came back around to the front door and froze, seeing Heather and a dark figure pushed up against her. He focused in on it. It clicked, he was being rapped by some rando. He burst out the front door and sprinted down the stairs toward Heather.
“HEY! STOP!”
The wolf's yell echoed in the empty parking lot but the assailant didn't look, just continued to hump Heather. As John raced over he turned slightly so that his shoulder would smash into the figure. It did, pushing him away from Heather. His cock slipped out of her ass, but he had already cum in her. The figure stumbled, was still hard to figure out what species he was. He was wearing old clothes and had a hood up blocking his face. His cock was clearly visible and leaking cum. He snarled then hunched over and feral race off. John was about to chase after the figure, he was pumped and ready to go.
“John.”
Heather's voice whimpered out, causing John to stop. She fell into his arms and he held her. The corgi was in shock and John brought her back into the library.

	The wolf carried the corgi into the bathroom of the library. He didnt know what else to do, so he turned on the water and just stepped back.
“Ms Heather, are you going to be ok?”
She stared blankly in the mirror, her hair was a mess. The mini skirt she had on was ripped. Her panties had bunched up around her ankles.
“John...”
The wolf's ears perked up as she called his name. He came over to her.
“Can you help me clean up?”
John nodded and grabbed some paper towels. Getting them wet. She took his paw in hers and moved it to her ass, rubbing it. She arched her back slightly and lifted her tail. The cum from the rando began to steadily leak from her tailhole. John didnt realize how much the mysterious figure had managed to get in her before he showed up.
	Heather moaned as she felt John's soft paw run a paper towel over her hole, collecting all the cum that dribbled out. The wolf fell to his knees and was pushing his nose between her legs. Heather let out a gasp then lifted her leg over as she turned around to face him. His muzzle pushing up against her now wet cunt. He began to lick at her sex. She rubbed his head, running her paws through his soft white hair. He nuzzled between her legs then his canine tongue slipped into her, licking around her clit. Heather let out a cry that echoed in the empty restroom and she put her legs around his head. She slowly began to grind against his maw. John continued lapping at her clit.
“Ah god John!”
She cried out, pulling on his hair. The wolf slurped but only managed to make a mess as her juices dribbled down his chin and into his security uniform. Heather yipped and moaned as the wolf continued licking at her clit until she couldn't take it anymore, her whole body began to spasm and she began to cum all over his muzzle. Most of it got into his mouth but a lot made a mess of his face. She released him and John stumbled back a bit, licking his face clean. She spread her legs for him,
“Put that in me.”
She pointed down at the bulge straining his work pants.
	The wolf unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down to his ankles. He grinned,
“Not yet.”
He stood close by to the dog, putting his paw into his boxers and pulling out his red colored cock. The pointed tip beaded with precum. Heather watched, she reached out for it but John smacked her paw away.
“No.”
He started to jerk off. Heather panted watching the security guard stroke his member. She licked her lips wanting it so badly. She moved her paws down her blouse and to her exposed pussy, slipping two fingers in. Rubbing her clit. The corgi's eyes fixed on John's canine member. John grunted, watching Heather finger herself. He tried to match it so he would cum when she did. The wolf began to pant slightly as he move his paw up and down the length of his member. His cock started to twitch as his knot began to swell up. Heather glanced down at his member as John began to cum. Thick ropes of wolf seed arching up into the air, spattering her blouse. She gritted her teeth and let out a cry as she began to cum in her paw. The both of them were panting heavily, John was laying on his back. Heather crawled over to him and put her cum soaked paw up to his mouth, dripping her juices all over his muzzle. He licked her paw clean. She got up on him, rubbing her wet pussy against his shaft. She scooted up enough and got the tip of his cock to slip into her pussy. Sliding back down, letting him fill her up. His cock was still twitching, weakly shooting ropes of cum into her. John's cock throbbed back to live as Heather started to move up and down on his slick prick.