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This one was a lot of fun since I think I've actually never written a knot pullout like this - slopping back out of a fat wet cookie before it's ready, with all the associated juices pouring out... good thing Max is there to catch the mess!",
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Every now and then Max could feel another tense, tight exhalation of breath drip down along his thighs, and he wished that he could feel it along his shaft and sheath, but-\n\nThen he jerked his head to the side to avoid a bump from her knee as she readjusted, the huge feral dog on top of her stumbling a half-step to the side as well. Even with that small movement a thick, frothy glob of mixed juices swung down and pattered across the side of Max’s cheek, the fur there already soaked and matted with previous such instances; reflexively he flicked his tongue out to lap it off, paused to let the flavor spread throughout his mouth, swallowed… and tasted the rich, metallic saltiness of feral canine seed strung through with his sister’s so-familiar musk and warmth, pushed to its limits by the duration of their tie.\n\nAnother weekend with their parents gone, another weekend with the siblings offering to dogsit for their neighbor… another weekend with Max on his back watching the action as that dog railed his sister, first slopping its broad, messy tongue across her plump hanging spade, then pounding her so fast and hard that she drooled across Max’s belly and thighs. Even without touching her he had been able to feel the passion and arousal thrumming through her body, her tail wagging where it remained pinned beneath the beast’s body, her eyes wrenched shut and jaw hanging open, the full, wet meat of her sex jiggling with each thrust.\n\nOf course Erika had made Max prep the dog first, by rolling the beast over onto his back, rubbing along his belly, pushing down towards his sheath, caressing the plump, soft wad of skin and meat in one paw, hefting his balls with the other. Of course she had braced her paw against the back of Max’s head and shoved him in so that the gathered wetness at the end of the dog’s sheath smeared across his lips, and even now he could still pick up some of that distinct rusty wet dog smell even after lapping it off; of course she had held him there and made him lick the good boy out of his sheath, all the while busying herself with undoing Max’s pants from behind and sliding them down his legs while he still knelt.\n\nAnd then, of course she had wrapped her fingers in around the smooth, firm plastic of the cage into which she had managed to wrangle him earlier in the week, the fucking thing already driving him insane as a passive annoyance, and then even more so when he was wrapped up in something so intense, so delightful. As soon as the feral had begun spraying its little jets of watery pre across his tongue, like squirts of rich saltwater from a small-gauge syringe, Erika had pulled him back, pushed him down into his current position, and then swung her legs up over head. Naturally Max had expected her to lower herself down onto his muzzle, then, and perhaps she had initially planned to, but then the dog had hopped up and rocked her this way and that beneath his weight… and now for the past fifteen minutes or so the coupled pair had been idly dripping, dribbling, oozing, and otherwise leaking across his face, so that most of his fur had now plastered back into stiff, crusty rills.\n\nHe twitched and throbbed as much as he could bound within the confining plastic of the cage, the rounded hole at the end allowing just enough space for his tip to protrude out, yet holding firm enough to dissuade any attempt at breaking free. A few of Max’s own squirts of pre decorated the shirt he still wore, the fabric dampened and darkened up near his neck, and-\n\n-and above him his sister visibly stiffened, tightened her muscles, and lifted her tail a little bit. The dog buried inside of her, full knot swelling out at her already sizeable spade from inside, stepped to one side a bit; after learning from past experiences the siblings had remembered to bring an extra two pairs of socks and slip them up his paws. Through eyes hazed with immense arousal Max had watched those hanging balls twitch and shift, pulling up and then sinking back down within the sack still bearing the damp smears of his own drool from where he had sucked them between his lips right after the tie.\n\nThe slick, sleek meat of Erika’s filled spade pouched slightly out against the feral’s sheath, wrinkled back behind the root of his knot so that the lip scrunched up against the other wild dog’s sex. Above him Max heard his sister grunt, then sigh between clenched teeth, then suck in another gasp – and he lifted himself up on his elbows again, jaw falling open, head tilting back, at the first sputter of slick, frothy slime that juddered out from the tight space in between her walls and the feral’s knot lodged inside.\n\nThis time she had a bit more of a result than her last attempt. Max lifted himself up close enough to feel the thick, wet heat radiating off of his sister’s tie with the feral, keeping his eyes focused at the way her swollen spade flexed and stirred with the extra tension as she pushed. That dribble of oozing froth spluttered up along the underside of the dog’s sheath, then rolled down into the creased wrinkles of succulent skin before his sack; Erika paused, relaxed, then tensed again, the sleek muscles of her lower belly tensing as well, plump plush lips blossoming out from inside around the dog’s knot.\n\nAnother bubbling squirt of their mixed mess dripped out, then flowed into a steady, sticky rope that sagged down, caught halfway along Max’s open mouth, and then hung its way in once he turned his head to catch it. There was the taste of sister and dog again, warm wild dog spice blending with the higher, sharper, somewhat more acrid metallic bite of the feral; breathing through his nose, drawing as deep of rich scent as he could, he let the juice pool in his mouth around the back of his tongue. It was hot, warmer than his own body; he felt it bubbling and simmering like a rich broth, though it rolled with weight and drag every time he tilted his head to follow the ongoing strand.\n\nErika grunted again, shuddered beneath the dog, then reached one arm down underneath her body. Her fingers squished smoothly into the already-swollen flesh of her spade, briefly digging in to the glistening folds of wet meat inside before they then spread out around the lips, still stretched around the dog’s shaft. From this angle Max could see the fat wad of flesh lodged inside of her, nestled snug and tight within her body, and then the mixed juices continuing to drip out of her; she took another breath, tensed again, pushed again, again, again – and squirted out another spray of hot slickness across his chin and chest, all of those muscles and walls straining, sliding, sleeving.\n\nBit by bit the dog started to slip free, wide bulge of his knot tugging out at her spade from within, stretching her further and further, until finally at that middle point the fist-sized lump popped free – as did the rest of him before Erika could clench back in response. Max blinked and jerked his head partially to the side at the sudden rush of feral canine seed pouring out across him, splashing his face, his muzzle, his chin, his shoulders. He swallowed down that mouthful, felt it slide down his throat in a thick lump, then had to swallow a second time before he felt like he could breathe again for the way it had so coated the interior of his mouth.\n\nAnd then even after the peak, tie, and release, the feral’s sizeable shaft still bounced in the air beneath his slightly lowered hindlegs, lifting up with repeated little sprays across Max’s muzzle. He tilted his head back and opened his mouth again, each exhalation carrying a short, soft moan, wanting the dog to paint his tongue and the back of his throat and the roof of his mouth and-\n\nA claw tapped against the plastic of his cage, the vibration reverberating down through his abdomen. Max jerked, reflexively lifted his hips up, and clenched – and felt the throb push itself against the inner boundaries, then fizzle away inside of him. He grunted, gritted his teeth, and thrust into the air again, his sister’s paw now bracing down against his confined length, one finger reaching down to lightly drag across his soaked sack as well.\n\n“Goddamn,” she purred, then ran her fingers up along his cage towards the rounded end again. On top of her the dog drew back and dismounted, socked forepaws scraping along her hips; he padded a short distance away along the bed and then sat down, one hindleg raised so he could lick his shaft back into his sheath. Max looked up to watch, wishing he could find a way to communicate to the feral, hey, I’m right fucking here, I can do that for you. “We oughtta clam you up like this more often, huh?”\n\n“What?” That snapped his attention back down. Still on all fours above him, Erika tilted her head as she looked down at him – up at him – with his cage partially obscuring her face. She blinked, licked her lips, then focused on the plastic again. “No. No, no, no. I’ve already had enough of all of this-”\n\n“And you’ve still got… what’s today? Saturday?” She counted under her breath, tapping that claw against the cage with each. “Four more days before it’s coming off. Four more days before you get to-” Again she reached down, and now plunged four fingers up into the succulent folds of warm meat loosened around the dog’s knot. “-feel this again. And when you do, it’ll be with the knowledge that\nhe got to it first. And second, and third, and… we might be able to fit in a fourth, depending on when they come back from their trip.”\n\n“Erika-”\n\n“Oh, shut up.” In one smooth movement she plastered her spade down against the end of his muzzle, smearing the wet, warm flesh across his cheek and matting his fur down further. “You know I’m in heat, and if Mom and Dad pick up your scent on me again, we’re fucking dead. So-” She lifted up, spread herself again, looked down between her legs, and readjusted so that this time she came down directly onto his mouth, his nose brushing up along the pucker of her tailhole. “We need to keep everything off-limits ‘til then. I do think I like yours better, though, but…”\n\nShe rocked her hips back on top of him, the lips of her spade squelching around his mouth, then rode forward. When she peeled herself away from him, a couple thick strands of sagging slime hung down from her lips to his.\n\n“Again, I won’t be able to remind myself for four more days.”\n",
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“Okay. I’m gonna push a bit. Are you ready?”
He nodded, then realized there was no way Erika would be able to see him in his current position, so he barked a soft, eager yeah instead. Then he lay back a little bit further, wet his lips again – an entirely unnecessary step, considering the circumstances – and, gaze focused, opened his jaws further, folded his tongue out, and positioned himself just right.
His sister above him adjusted her posture, her knees spread on either side of his head, her elbows digging into the mattress roughly near his own hips. Every now and then Max could feel another tense, tight exhalation of breath drip down along his thighs, and he wished that he could feel it along his shaft and sheath, but-
Then he jerked his head to the side to avoid a bump from her knee as she readjusted, the huge feral dog on top of her stumbling a half-step to the side as well. Even with that small movement a thick, frothy glob of mixed juices swung down and pattered across the side of Max’s cheek, the fur there already soaked and matted with previous such instances; reflexively he flicked his tongue out to lap it off, paused to let the flavor spread throughout his mouth, swallowed… and tasted the rich, metallic saltiness of feral canine seed strung through with his sister’s so-familiar musk and warmth, pushed to its limits by the duration of their tie.
Another weekend with their parents gone, another weekend with the siblings offering to dogsit for their neighbor… another weekend with Max on his back watching the action as that dog railed his sister, first slopping its broad, messy tongue across her plump hanging spade, then pounding her so fast and hard that she drooled across Max’s belly and thighs. Even without touching her he had been able to feel the passion and arousal thrumming through her body, her tail wagging where it remained pinned beneath the beast’s body, her eyes wrenched shut and jaw hanging open, the full, wet meat of her sex jiggling with each thrust.
Of course Erika had made Max prep the dog first, by rolling the beast over onto his back, rubbing along his belly, pushing down towards his sheath, caressing the plump, soft wad of skin and meat in one paw, hefting his balls with the other. Of course she had braced her paw against the back of Max’s head and shoved him in so that the gathered wetness at the end of the dog’s sheath smeared across his lips, and even now he could still pick up some of that distinct rusty wet dog smell even after lapping it off; of course she had held him there and made him lick the good boy out of his sheath, all the while busying herself with undoing Max’s pants from behind and sliding them down his legs while he still knelt.
And then, of course she had wrapped her fingers in around the smooth, firm plastic of the cage into which she had managed to wrangle him earlier in the week, the fucking thing already driving him insane as a passive annoyance, and then even more so when he was wrapped up in something so intense, so delightful. As soon as the feral had begun spraying its little jets of watery pre across his tongue, like squirts of rich saltwater from a small-gauge syringe, Erika had pulled him back, pushed him down into his current position, and then swung her legs up over head. Naturally Max had expected her to lower herself down onto his muzzle, then, and perhaps she had initially planned to, but then the dog had hopped up and rocked her this way and that beneath his weight… and now for the past fifteen minutes or so the coupled pair had been idly dripping, dribbling, oozing, and otherwise leaking across his face, so that most of his fur had now plastered back into stiff, crusty rills.
He twitched and throbbed as much as he could bound within the confining plastic of the cage, the rounded hole at the end allowing just enough space for his tip to protrude out, yet holding firm enough to dissuade any attempt at breaking free. A few of Max’s own squirts of pre decorated the shirt he still wore, the fabric dampened and darkened up near his neck, and-
-and above him his sister visibly stiffened, tightened her muscles, and lifted her tail a little bit. The dog buried inside of her, full knot swelling out at her already sizeable spade from inside, stepped to one side a bit; after learning from past experiences the siblings had remembered to bring an extra two pairs of socks and slip them up his paws. Through eyes hazed with immense arousal Max had watched those hanging balls twitch and shift, pulling up and then sinking back down within the sack still bearing the damp smears of his own drool from where he had sucked them between his lips right after the tie.
The slick, sleek meat of Erika’s filled spade pouched slightly out against the feral’s sheath, wrinkled back behind the root of his knot so that the lip scrunched up against the other wild dog’s sex. Above him Max heard his sister grunt, then sigh between clenched teeth, then suck in another gasp – and he lifted himself up on his elbows again, jaw falling open, head tilting back, at the first sputter of slick, frothy slime that juddered out from the tight space in between her walls and the feral’s knot lodged inside.
This time she had a bit more of a result than her last attempt. Max lifted himself up close enough to feel the thick, wet heat radiating off of his sister’s tie with the feral, keeping his eyes focused at the way her swollen spade flexed and stirred with the extra tension as she pushed. That dribble of oozing froth spluttered up along the underside of the dog’s sheath, then rolled down into the creased wrinkles of succulent skin before his sack; Erika paused, relaxed, then tensed again, the sleek muscles of her lower belly tensing as well, plump plush lips blossoming out from inside around the dog’s knot.
Another bubbling squirt of their mixed mess dripped out, then flowed into a steady, sticky rope that sagged down, caught halfway along Max’s open mouth, and then hung its way in once he turned his head to catch it. There was the taste of sister and dog again, warm wild dog spice blending with the higher, sharper, somewhat more acrid metallic bite of the feral; breathing through his nose, drawing as deep of rich scent as he could, he let the juice pool in his mouth around the back of his tongue. It was hot, warmer than his own body; he felt it bubbling and simmering like a rich broth, though it rolled with weight and drag every time he tilted his head to follow the ongoing strand.
Erika grunted again, shuddered beneath the dog, then reached one arm down underneath her body. Her fingers squished smoothly into the already-swollen flesh of her spade, briefly digging in to the glistening folds of wet meat inside before they then spread out around the lips, still stretched around the dog’s shaft. From this angle Max could see the fat wad of flesh lodged inside of her, nestled snug and tight within her body, and then the mixed juices continuing to drip out of her; she took another breath, tensed again, pushed again, again, again – and squirted out another spray of hot slickness across his chin and chest, all of those muscles and walls straining, sliding, sleeving.
Bit by bit the dog started to slip free, wide bulge of his knot tugging out at her spade from within, stretching her further and further, until finally at that middle point the fist-sized lump popped free – as did the rest of him before Erika could clench back in response. Max blinked and jerked his head partially to the side at the sudden rush of feral canine seed pouring out across him, splashing his face, his muzzle, his chin, his shoulders. He swallowed down that mouthful, felt it slide down his throat in a thick lump, then had to swallow a second time before he felt like he could breathe again for the way it had so coated the interior of his mouth.
And then even after the peak, tie, and release, the feral’s sizeable shaft still bounced in the air beneath his slightly lowered hindlegs, lifting up with repeated little sprays across Max’s muzzle. He tilted his head back and opened his mouth again, each exhalation carrying a short, soft moan, wanting the dog to paint his tongue and the back of his throat and the roof of his mouth and-
A claw tapped against the plastic of his cage, the vibration reverberating down through his abdomen. Max jerked, reflexively lifted his hips up, and clenched – and felt the throb push itself against the inner boundaries, then fizzle away inside of him. He grunted, gritted his teeth, and thrust into the air again, his sister’s paw now bracing down against his confined length, one finger reaching down to lightly drag across his soaked sack as well.
“Goddamn,” she purred, then ran her fingers up along his cage towards the rounded end again. On top of her the dog drew back and dismounted, socked forepaws scraping along her hips; he padded a short distance away along the bed and then sat down, one hindleg raised so he could lick his shaft back into his sheath. Max looked up to watch, wishing he could find a way to communicate to the feral, hey, I’m right fucking here, I can do that for you. “We oughtta clam you up like this more often, huh?”
“What?” That snapped his attention back down. Still on all fours above him, Erika tilted her head as she looked down at him – up at him – with his cage partially obscuring her face. She blinked, licked her lips, then focused on the plastic again. “No. No, no, no. I’ve already had enough of all of this-”
“And you’ve still got… what’s today? Saturday?” She counted under her breath, tapping that claw against the cage with each. “Four more days before it’s coming off. Four more days before you get to-” Again she reached down, and now plunged four fingers up into the succulent folds of warm meat loosened around the dog’s knot. “-feel this again. And when you do, it’ll be with the knowledge that
he got to it first. And second, and third, and… we might be able to fit in a fourth, depending on when they come back from their trip.”
“Erika-”
“Oh, shut up.” In one smooth movement she plastered her spade down against the end of his muzzle, smearing the wet, warm flesh across his cheek and matting his fur down further. “You know I’m in heat, and if Mom and Dad pick up your scent on me again, we’re fucking dead. So-” She lifted up, spread herself again, looked down between her legs, and readjusted so that this time she came down directly onto his mouth, his nose brushing up along the pucker of her tailhole. “We need to keep everything off-limits ‘til then. I do think I like yours better, though, but…”
She rocked her hips back on top of him, the lips of her spade squelching around his mouth, then rode forward. When she peeled herself away from him, a couple thick strands of sagging slime hung down from her lips to his.
“Again, I won’t be able to remind myself for four more days.”
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