TF/TM, glory hole, cock worship, oral, fingering, drool, light-musk

Knee-on Glow-rae

It had been a good night for Willow, her blood pumped as she danced in the strobe lit room to the heavy beats, the rhythmic movements stretching and straining her body. As one song wore down the dull pang in her gut and her sore footpaws called for her to take a break, and the red panda wedged her way towards the edge of the dance floor and dimly lit bathroom sign beyond. The thump thump of the bass beat faded out as the door shut behind her. There she paused, blinking as her eyes adjusted from the strobes and lasers of the club to the dull neons and blacklights of the bathroom.

Jack sat in the stall, his mind whirling, 'What was he doing here?' The club was too much, much too much for him, yet still he had gone. The guy he met over that app dragged him along with promises of fun and dancing. Then, when they disappeared into the cacophony of the club with his friends instead, the mouse felt lost, alone. He retreated to the bathroom to collect himself, finding the relative silence and darkness comforting as he considered what to do. Yet as he sat there, his attention couldn't help but wander towards the hole conveniently placed at head level if he kneeled on the tile floor. His eyes traced the scrawled words and drawings ringing it. PLACE MAW HERE with various arrows, CUM SLOT, COCK HOLE, An oddly detailed knotted cock, its pointed tip dripping with the word YUMMY written under it by what could only be someone else's hand. Only when he registered the door closing out the thump of the bass did he find himself, kneeling, mouth pressed to that hole, tongue out, drooling. This, he knew, this, he wanted, this felt more right than anything else at the moment.

She stepped into the unoccupied stall, spinning to squat and push down her skirt. Her eyes tracing over the poorly scrawled graffiti and stickers lining the wall. As her waistband hit her thighs she saw it, the hole, a tongue hanging out, dimly lit teeth and fur pressed against the other side. Her gaze tracked through the webs of needful slobber dripping over blue lit pillars, all glistening in the lights, inviting, hungry. Her dick throbbed as she considered the hole, the mouth and its owner beyond, thoughts of her bladder faded into the background. Another, more pressing need taking its place as her eyes followed the line of drool sliding down the wall from that hole. 

Behind the wall, the Jack knelt, heart hammering in his ears, throat feeling dry despite itself. He swallowed, mind racing, the lingering scent of dried piss overwhelmed by the sweaty fragrance wafting from the red panda on the other side of the wall. The smell pleasantly tingling his senses, his maw filling with fresh saliva as it wraps his brain. Panting needfully, one hand sliding down his front, over the tender scars on his chest, fingers slipping down his stomach, their tips wedging under the waistband of his pants, then further pressing into the wet sweat of his groin, then brushing the top of his cunt, feeling the slick juices of arousal already slipping from within.

Willow stood, sniffing at her fingertips, smelling the salty sweat from the dance floor coating them from when she pushed down her skirt. The sweat of activity pleasantly filling her sinuses, she hoped her soon to be companion appreciated the musky scent of her groin as much as she did. Her red pointed cock bobbed with her heartbeat, throbbing and pulsing. The red panda stepped closer, her cock wobbling with each pad towards that hole, and the hungry, needy maw on the other side. 

The mouse boys eyes crossed as the pandas musk filled his sinuses, the scent sending a fresh wave of drool welling up from his throat. The salty brine of his groin heavy on the air only serving to heighten Jack's hunger for cock, his need for the no doubt creamy seed churning in his unseen partners balls to fill his throat and drip down into his stomach. He whimpered, tongue flexing through the hole, beckoning, coaxing, 'please, please please, oh please, now... feed me your dick, I need it.'

Her nose flaring, scenting the other occupants eagerness on the air. She smiled, her off-white teeth shimmering reds and greens of reflected neon. Her ears turn sideways and she adjusts her stance for better access. Preparing, she takes a deep breath one hand sliding through the headfur between her ears then arm extending to land on top of the stall wall. The other paw circles her sheath, squeezing and rolling up, extending her cocktip from within and pushing out a pearl of creamy pre that glows faintly against the black skin of her cockhead. She eyes it for a moment before gently bouncing the head of her dick twice on that slick tongue, then laying it flat on top of the proffered muscle, holding her hips back to let her partner decide to proceed or not as her precum drips and melts into the extended muscle. 

The mouse gulped as the salty tube touched his tongue tasting the sweat, and pre. Savoring the flavors as they meld into his tastebuds. After a moment his lips purse around the proffered tip, his tongue snaking out from between to lick around the base of that warm cockhead. One hand kneads into his groin as he slides further down the pandas dick until his nose and lips press against the hard wall.

Willows paw gripped the top of the stall, claws extending against the smooth surface as her cock is sucked into the gloryhole and the mouses warm, wet maw beyond. Her teeth gritted as her partners throat slid around her dick, hugging it tightly. The red panda groaned as her nuts pressed against the drool slick wall, her shaft fully sheathed behind the mouse boys lips.

The mouse wraps his tongue around the thick pole, its briny sweat melting in his saliva. His nose pressed solidly against the wall, he focuses all his senses on the taste and feel of the dick filling his throat, relaxing himself around that thick shaft. His tongue exploring the rounded surface pressing flat against it, mapping every vein and taught bit of skin into his memory. Then he pulls back, the cock  dislodging entirely from his maw. Jack takes in a great gulp of air before he lays a tender kiss on the slobber dripping tip, his tongue sliding out to lick the drool from the rounded head. He wraps his fingers around the base, keeping the dick steady as he slides up under it. His nose pressing into the underside, sniffing the pandas musky balls through the hole. Angling his head to slide his tongue up the underside of the cock, running up along it in one long, slow lick to the tip before taking it back into his mouth.

Willow groans as her dick is worshiped by the unseen mouse, toes curling, hips rocking. “Mmmmf, fuuuck.” Her lips part as she pants in pleasure, tongue hanging out, and fluffy tail poofing up.

Jack pulls off, pressing the warm wet shaft against his cheek, panting needfully, one palm gently rolling against his groin, cupping and cradling his wet pussy. His lips parted, tongue licking his own drool from them as he huffs. His other hand gently slides up the pandas hard cock its passage lubed by his drool, fingertips tracing the bulging veins along its length. He gently kisses the underside base of the throbbing pillar of worship, his lips wrapping around the side of the shaft as he sucks on it. 

“Ooof... fuck, oh! You're soOOoooo good at this.” Her voice shifting with each caress on her sensitive shaft. Her other hand joins its brother on the wall top, pads squishing and claws scraping at old scratches as she rolls her hips instinctively, body trying to shove more dick through the hole for the eager mouse on the other side. 

Jack slides his lips up the side of the shaft, one hand cradling it against his open maw, his tongue tracing over veins as he feels it throb against his teeth and gums. He pauses again at the tip, eyes fixated on the pandas bulging cumslit, nostrils flaring as he sniffs at the stream of creamy pre leaking from within. His tongue slides out, cupping beneath the wobbling droplet of precum, his hot breath caressing the pandas slobbery shaft as he waits for it to fall. His patience is rewarded as the pandas cock flexes. The pearly droplet wobbling and finally dislodging to splash into his waiting tongue. The mouse rolls the salty, sweet, cream around his mouth before swallowing and pressing his lips over the throbbing tip.

Willow lets out the breath she didn't know she was holding as her cock is engulfed back into the unseen mouses maw. Her nuts tightening as she once again feels the embrace of the mouses warm throat hugging his shaft. “Mmmmf, good...” Her voice husky as she lays her head against the wall separating them. 

Jack bobs on that thick shaft, two fingers of one hand barely circling the base to hold it in place as his other hand pushes his fingers through slick labia, to spread around his bulging clit. His nose flaring as huffs and breathes around the pandas dick, his lungs filling with the scents of his unseen partner. The mouses hand pushes further into his pants, fingertips collecting slick arousal as before they slide along his taint then circling up under to press at his tailhole. There he pauses, fingers pressing against the sucking orifice, to moan around the pandas dick.

Willow draws her shaft partway back through the hole, pausing as she feels the rough bumps of the mouse boys tongue against her cock tip before thrusting back into that welcoming maw. She groans as she feels himself swallowed once again into the mouses throat. Sighing, she taps a thumb claw on the wall, “I'm going to fuck your throat now.” Not feeling her partner withdraw, she takes that as consent, her hips rolling to draw her cock back from the sucking maw, to hump through the glory hole.

Jack holds himself steady, lips pursed, ears perked as his partner speaks he nods in assent before he remembers that he can't be seen. He blinks, his mind whirling, 'how does he say to do it without taking it out of his maw...'  Before he can think further, Willow thrusts into his mouth, slow, steady, and incessant. The mouses thoughts go blank again as it slides along his tongue and down his throat. Only after its once again fully sheathed in his throat, choking him does his mind catch up. He moans, his fingertip pressing harder against, then into his tailhole. He sends his other hand drifting down his chest, fingers gently flicking over hard nipples, tracing along tender scar tissue, further tips sliding over his soft stomach and against his other wrist before it slips down against his groin, and into his pussy all while his throat is used by the panda girl. Jacks fingers pump into his holes, pushing and pulling, building to match the pace of the pandas thrusts down his gullet. 

Willow feels her nuts churn and urethra widening as her orgasm approaches. She pants hard, her dick throbbing inside the mouse boys tight mouth. Ever increasing pulses of precum lubing her way down the her partners stomach, she moans pumping harder and harder through the glory hole. 

The mouseboy pants and moans between each sucking pull, and rocks on his feet against the pandas thrusts. Ears flexing, nose flaring, toes curling Jack opens his throat in preparation for the incoming meal. His mind locked onto nothing more than the need to please this person, to taste and drink the seed. His lips seal around the base of the throbbing dick, his tongue wrapping around the shaft and holding it in place as he feels it pulse in his mouth, the first spurt racing up the warm thick tube to jet against the back of his throat. 

Willow moans as she cums, her legs sagging, and arms keeping her in place against the wall. Her tail shudders in release, mouth hanging open in lustful moan. Her nuts throb, pulsing with each spurt of heavy seed into the mouses hungry throat.

His own moans muffled by the pulsing shaft in his throat he takes the pandas cum into his needy stomach. With three fingers stuck up to the knuckle pressing deep inside his ass, he isn't too far behind. The mouse boys femcum squirting from between the knuckles of his front hand as his asshole purses around the rear. He pulls off the pandas cock, letting the bobbing, pulsing shaft paint his muzzle and face with creamy cum. His lips parted, panting, moaning, and bouncing on his own fingers as his face is spattered. 

Willow sags as her cock is released, groaning as her muscles go soft, mouth hanging open, panting as the orgasm continues to ripple through her skull. Feeling each heavy throb and jet of cum race up her shaft. Slowly she musters the will to speak, “Uff, fuck... I didn't know how much I needed that... sounded like you did too.”

Jack licks the pandas seed from his lips and muzzle, eyes lidded, mind sinking into subspace in the wake of his orgasm. Softly, “Thank you.” and kisses the softening tip of the pandas cock. His lips once again purse around it suckling the last dribbles of sweet cream. He pulls back climbing on wobbly legs to sink onto the toilet, already anticipating his next visitor.