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Tawnee's Best Friend (M,Trans-F, Beast)

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on: August 22, 2018, 07:11:53 PM
Here is another story. This one is of a crossdresser, her new best friend (a dog) and the owner (a man). If any of those topics don't interest you then avoid this sexy story

And like always, these are stories, fantasies, fiction...

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Reply #1 on: August 22, 2018, 07:13:00 PM
Chapter 1

When Tony was a preteen he found his mother’s lingerie. At first the garments were a thrill to handle, arousing images in the young boy’s mind of a woman wearing the sexy garments, and it gave him something smooth to wack off with, but eventually that changed. It evolved to where Tony would wear the garments and look at himself in the mirror. In doing so, he imagined he was looking at a woman standing in front of him in the lingerie. He would shift his body position to highlight his ass then run his hands over his own body, squeezing his curves, watching in the mirror and pretending it was two people.

Over time the boy began to admire himself in the mirror. Maybe it was his androgynous, hairless body, but he noticed how sexy his ass looked in the lingerie. It was the same as some of the images he had seen in his mother’s Victoria Secret magazines. In fact, it sometimes looked better. His waist was small, his shoulders and frame small, but his hips were proportionally thicker, and he had a full, bubble butt that had a layer of fat over it more than most boys.

When he would dress in his mother’s lingerie, he saw himself as equal to the images of other women. How would they act, he wondered? How would they move? He would stand in the mirror and pose in a seductive way, positioning his body in the same alluring manners.

During this period of sexual exploration, Tony discovered parts of his body that he never really new existed. It was during a shower one day that he began to really become aware of his own body. His skin felt more electrifying as he soaped his body, and he began to focus on the sensation of the soap suds lathering his silky skin beneath his finger tips. Before he had only ever darted his hands across his skin to frantically clean himself, so he could limit his shower sessions as much as possible. But this time was different. He explored his body, and as he began to clean his glutes, his fingers ventured far deeper than they had before. His curiosity got the best of him, as he reached deeper and made virgin contact with his asshole. The sensation was exhilarating and new. He immediately circled the area then probed his sphincter with his finger. The tense muscle twitch rhythmically around his finger, as he slid his finger into his anus. He was surprised at how deep it went—maybe an inch or two—before his finger reached his inner sphincter. The whole time Tony wondered if this is what women felt when they were penetrated. It must be better, he concluded, and so began his envy and admiration of the female sexual experience.

Over time, he found ways to emulate the female sexual experience. When he found his mother’s vibrator, for instance, he began using that on himself to blissful orgasms. He would dress in her lingerie, lubricate his anus and slowly stroke the vibrator in and out of his asshole until he came from stroking his cock.

Over time, he also developed more of a personality to his crossdressing persona. Tony would transform into Tawnee, a ravenously and insatiably, horny, submissive vixen, and this continued into his teens.

Into his teens, his initial encounters with girlfriends diminished his drive to crossdress. He no longer needed to imagine himself as a woman to be able to sample women because he had his girlfriends to sample, yet in his mind, he still saw his androgynous figure as the confirmation that his body was feminine and thus was a victim of its own nature. Over time, this became undeniable. He began to crossdress again. Just as a woman was the endowment of sexuality in his eyes, and just as a woman’s sexual and sensual body should be used to please a man, only then able to gain pleasure, so must his body, which was so clearly soft and supple like a woman’s.

This wasn’t to say that Tony was gay; he wasn’t attracted to men at all, although he could find feminine men attractive, and obviously could see how other women found some men attractive. He was straight when he was dressed like a man, and he acted as a man acts, but when the urges arose in him, when his femininity overcame his personality, and when he would crossdress, he became a woman in his eyes. He was gender fluid in this case. As a woman, his roll was to be the sex-craved vixen, the starved of attention house wife, the submission sissy eager to serve masculine men, only finding release of their sexual desires and torment through the graciousness of the men they served. In his eyes, his plump ass was shaped to please a man, and men had needs that required women to fulfill them. This was undeniable to him. When he dressed, he embodied this persona, that of Tawnee, that of the giver, the server of men, of their cocks. In this sense, when he crossdressed, when he became Tawnee, he became attracted to men, to the idea of being with men, as a straight male.

While the fantasy fulfilled the inner child that had developed these needs and desires, the adult in him longed for the real thing—for a real cock. When he would watch porn, Tawnee would look at videos of woman sucking cock, savoring cock in their wet mouths, and it made him develop a craving—an unsatisfied addiction. How would a closet crossdresser ever get her needs met?

Tawnee wasn’t about to venture on the internet. What if someone new Tony? Plus, there was a chance he could get a disease. No, he would just have to go on suffering.


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Reply #2 on: August 22, 2018, 07:14:05 PM
Chapter 2


One day a friend of Tony’s ask him if he could watch his house and dog while he was gone for a few days on a work retreat. Tony was reluctant, but he eventually caved. When he got there, his friend John had left him a note with instructions on feeding his black lab, Max, and on caring for the yard, which was as simple as starting the sprinkler system at the correct times. Max was outside at this time, but he was also allowed indoors and was very well behaved. This wasn’t the first time Tony met Max. Tony found the dog to be well mannered and friendly. He always needed attention, as most labs do, so he wasn’t shy about sitting near you and whimpering until he got pet.

Tony went into John’s room and set his bag on the bed. He hadn’t been in his friend’s room before, and it felt kind of exciting to be in there like it was someone else private space. As Tony made himself at home, unpacking a few of his toiletries, the memories of sneaking into his mother’s room as a child came surfacing to the forefront of his thoughts. This felt very similar, being in a room that was not his. Soon Tony’s curiosity was gettin the best of him. He couldn’t help himself any longer, and he began taking a peak in his friend’s drawers. As he scanned the drawers, he came to his friend’s underwear drawer. He was surprised to find this thrilling.

While he considered his friend John attractive, as masculine men go, he had never put him in any of his fantasies, but as he held onto some of John’s boxers, the idea of John taking Tawnee began to occupy his thoughts. What would that encounter be like? What was John like in bed? Did he have a beautiful, large cock, he wondered?

Tony went back to looking through his drawers then to his night stands. Tony was surprised to open the drawer and find some dirty magazines, some condoms, a lubricant and a white handkerchief. Tony sat on the bed and pulled out the magazines. They were the typical Hustler and Penhouse magazines, but he was surprised to find a magazine with tranny’s. Did John have a thing for trans girls?

Tony’s sat the magazines down and turned his attention to the balled up handkerchief. It was held together with something, static in its balled up form. It was quickly obvious it was full of John’s dried up cum. The thought made Tony’s head swirl and his heart quicken. The slut inside couldn’t help herself, and Tawnee pulled the cloth to her nose, and she savored the sweet, musky aroma of her friend’s cum. It was making her mouth salivate and her cock grow. Her thoughts were dwelling on scenarios of her sucking on John’s cock and him fucking her.

Her thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Max barking. He was telling her it was time to feed him.

Tony collected the magazines and cloth and returned them to the draw, making sure to put everything back exactly as it was found. He left the room to go feed Max.

As he opened the sliding, back door, Max rushed in the house with enthusiasm and greeted Tony with body rubs and licks. Tony pet Max and then went to the pantry to get his food. After Max ate, he put him back outside until night time.

Tony went inside to shower and clean up. In the shower Tony couldn’t get the smell of John’s cum off of his mind. He was imagining swallowing John’s cock then he imaged John taking him in the shower, pounding him from behind.

John was much larger than Tony. He was six foot tall and broad shouldered at 185 pounds, much leaner than Tony and muscular. Tony was five foot six and only 155 with a much softer,  hour-glass figure.

When Tony got out of the shower, he decided he would dress tonight. He had brought a few things in case the urge came up, and it was in full force. After drying himself off, he shaved his face smooth and applied makeup. He attached his fake lashes then applied his pouty lip balm. His hair came just below his jawline. He pulled it back with a plastic head band, which gently lifted his face in the process. His face now looked the part. He pulled a red, thin, strappy bralette from his bag, a pair of pink, booty-short panties and a pair of silicone breast forms. He applied the adhesive to the back of the forms and applied them to his smooth chest. The heat of his body helped to bind them to his skin. He gentle jostled himself, hopping up and down, feeling the breast forms move with his body. They felt like they were real. He put on the scrappy top, and slid the panties over his smooth legs then to his bottom; the bottom of his bubble butt were still exposed. He went to his bag and pulled out a pair of thick, red, thigh-high, leg warmers, and he slid them up his legs. The feeling of thigh highs always made him feel sexy. He didn’t have a large shirt, so he went to John’s drawer and found a large, cotton t-shirt. As he put it on the large, thick shirt, it came down past his ass. Tony looked in the mirror at his cute outfit. It wasn’t some sexy lingerie, but rather, a fun, girly outfit, perfect for feeling feminine, as he laid on the couch and watched a movie. He was now Tawnee.


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Reply #3 on: August 22, 2018, 07:14:49 PM
Chapter 3


Tawnee let Max in the house, and he immediately ran frantically around. This was normal before he would quickly calm himself.

Tawnee decided to watch a movie, but wanted a snack, so she went to the kitchen after turning on the TV. As she was searching through the cupboards, standing on her tippy-toes, she was surprised when Max stuck his wet nose under her tshirt goosing her between her legs. She jumped and pushed his head aside. She looked some more, and again she jumped when she felt Max’s nose go between her legs, pressing against her taint. Against she pushed him away. She opened the fridge and glanced inside at her options. She saw some grapes at the back, bottom shelf, so she got down on her knees to move some things as aside. As she moved a few containers, she felt Max’s nose hit her asshole through her panties. Her body jolted forward instinctually, which made her hit her head on the shelf of the fridge. “Dam it Max, stop it!” He immediately backed away from her. She returned to the task of fetching the grapes. As she arched her hips and reached forward, Max jumped on her back and began to hump her. She immediately collapsed forward, and he fell off her. She turned and scolded him again, “What the fuck you horn dog! Get away sicko!” Max retreated to his bed in the TV room.

Tawnee collected herself and grabbed the grapes. She washed them in the sink and placed them in a bowl then went to the couch. She started her movie and ate her grapes. As she ate her grapes, placing them in her mouth one at a time, she couldn’t help but imagine the grapes she slid in her mouth as John’s cock. She began to slid the grapes in her mouth slower and more seductively, imagining the head of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth, across her lips with eat time she sucked one of the grapes in her mouth. It was making her hot.

Meanwhile, Max was slowly working himself closer to the couch, rolling and repositioning himself, inching himself closer, until he was next to Tawnee. He looked up with sad eyes, whimpering for attention. Tawenee caved and pet him, but he wanted some of the grapes—that was clear. She tossed him a grape and he ate it up, immediately returning for more. She went to toss him another, but he managed to get it from her hands. “Ewww Max. I don’t want your slobbers on me,” she said, wiping his saliva off her hand on her shirt. She went to eat another, but he whimpered, so she caved, and again some of his tongue hit her hand, but she didn’t wipe it off this time. She bit one of the grapes in two then let Max have the other piece. He licked it in her hand before it slipped from her fingertips. His tongue was very slick and his breath was hot. Tawnee couldn’t help but enjoy it, so she fed him another grape, first letting him lick her fingers a little. “You’re just a piggy,” she said playfully.

When the grapes were done she laid down on the couch, watching the film with Max pressed to the couch underneath her. She would stroke his side with her arm hung over the edge. It wasn’t long before she fell asleep. As she slept, she was dreaming of John. She was sucking John’s hung cock. In her dream his cock was constantly oozing cum, which ran from her mouth, as she tried eagerly to consume all she could. At one point John had her pressed to the bed, and he was going to take her from behind. He was licking her ass, shoving his face between her cheeks. Tawnee was having such a vivid dream, so vivid that her mind started to pull her out of it, but as she became lucid, she realized someone was eating her ass out.

She turned with glazed eyes and a fogginess to see Max with his head between her ass. She immediately jumped up. Max backed off the edge of the couch and sat there looking confused. She felt her panties, and they were soaked with Max’s slobber. Part of her was pissed, another shocked, another still dwelling on her dream, and another confused by why Max was so interested in her ass. Regardless, she had to remove the wet panties, so she dropped them to her ankles and stepped out of them. She had a rock hard boner. As she went to pick up the panties, Max goosed her again, but this time Tawnee didn’t stop him. She felt depraved for letting him continue, but she couldn’t help herself. Her thoughts were still imagining John’s tongue on her ass, and as Max continued, she couldn’t help but love the sensation he was giving her.

She just hung there in the air for a moment, allowing him to lick her taint and asshole. “Ohh shitt Max,” she moaned. For the first time a tongue was lapping at her sensitive sphincter, and it was eight inches of slick, hot tongue. She found it hard to stand. She stumbled to the couch, and laid face down on the cushions. She pulled up her shirt over her ass. Max immediately hopped his front legs on the cushions and dove his tongue in Shawnee’s ass. He began lapping at her anus, sliding his tongue in long strokes from her balls to her sphincter. It felt heavenly. She was feeling depraved, but the animal nature of it all made it all that much more thrilling. “Mmmm,” she moaned with her face buried in the cushion, as the dog’s tongue began to open her tight sphincter. As it dilated, his tongue reached new depths down her anus.

She put her head to the side to get some air and noticed two inches of pink from under Max’s body. She realized immediately it was his cock. She stretched her head for a better look. His slick, tapered cock was out of its sheath. Then a thought hit her mind like a bolt of lightening. It instantly caused her pulse to quicken and her body to tingle with excitement. There was a hard cock in the room, a cock she could suck, attached to a discrete dog. She didn’t need a second to reconsider.

Tawnee called Max to her, tugging on his collar, and Max jumped off the couch, coming to the side of the couch. She slid her body off the couch to the floor. She began rubbing his side, and he immediately dropped his body to the floor and rolled on his back, exposing his belly for a rub. The pink tip was still protruding from his sheath. She began rubbing his belly, slowly working closer to his shaft. She first touched his balls with one hand and then his shaft, rubbing the two organs gentle in her fingertips. Tawnee could feel the saliva building in her mouth, and it flowed as the sight of his growing cock pulled her closer. She lower her body to Max’s stomach, inching closer to his cock. She could barely stand her anticipation. As she reached him, she stuck out her tongue and lapped at his cock like a bitch would. He tasted musky and salty like an animal would. She slipped her mouth around his rod, and slid her mouth to the base of his sheath.

His cock was warm and slimy against her tongue and lips, but she was relishing the sensation of having a cock in her mouth. The tip was swelling and becoming much fuller as she sucked on his shaft. She could taste a salty discharge in her mouth, which must have been Max’s precum. Tawnee continued to suck on his cock for another few minutes before she craved more.

She released his cock from her mouth and turned away from him. Max immediately flipped to his feet. Tawnee crawled to the couch and flung herself over the cushions, resting her thighs against the edge of the couch. She lifted her shirt up over her rear, and she stuck her ass out in the air, waving it in front of Max. Max just caulked his head to the side. “Come boy,” she said. “Come on,” as she patted her ass, Max crept forward and shoved his nose between her cheeks again, finding her hot asshole with his tongue. There must have been a scent there he liked she figured. After about thirty seconds he pulled his nose away and jumped up on her back. She was startled, but she was hoping he would do this. She wanted to be mounted. She wanted to get fucked. She wanted to be Max’s little bitch.

Max’s paws landed on the couch. Tawnee pulled them forward, and the dog’s body moved up her back. As it did she felt his cock hit her balls. She pressed her hips back, and they were now hip to hip. She pulled him up further, and he repositioned his paws further up her body, on either side of her torso. She could feel his hot breath next to her ear and the saliva from his mouth dripping on her shoulders. When he moved his rear legs forward his cock slipped up her taint. Max must have felt it too because he started humping Tawnee. She couldn’t believe it; she was being mounted by a dog, about to lose her virginity to Max. As Max jolted his hips in the air, trying to find his spot, Tawnee angled her hips to his. Suddenly his cock struck her sphinter, which made it cramp, causing pain, and she winced, “Fucckkkk!” Eventually it subsided. She couldn’t help herself and arched her hips in his direction again; she wanted to be fucked bad. He jabbed and again he hit her hole, but this time his thrusts became smaller and more refined. He kept humping her in small strokes, nearing her sphincter with each press unit it found its mark, and as Max kept using small thrusts, his cock began to slide into her anus. The second Max realized he was in, he slammed his cock forward, and the boner rod slid deep into Tawnee’s virgin rectum. “Ohhhh fucckkkk,” she cried in pain, as he began pounding her with impunity.

He was slamming his hips against Tawnee’s ass with a fury she couldn’t imagine. “Fuuuucckkkkk,” was all she could say, as he began his onslaught. Thirty seconds in and her body began to finally lose its tension. She could feel the pain subside, her sphincter dilating and getting numb from his thrusts. Thirty more seconds in, and the pain was replaced by pleasure. “Mmmmmm fucckkkk yeeeaaa,” she moaned, as Max continued to pound her furiously, a large knot at the base slamming against her sphincter. Her whole body was shaking from the impact. Her ass was bouncing about. Max was breathing heavy in her ear from his work. His fur was sliding across her back. It all felt so sinful and animalistic; she loved it. Suddenly Max released his load and Tawnee could feel his rod spasming in her ass, shooting his hot cum in her body. “Yess! Cum in my ass Max,” she moaned.

Max stopped moving for a few seconds when he finished then jumped off of her, ripping his cock out of her ass. Clear cum flowed from her asshole, running down her legs, as she laid there trembling with exhaustion, soaked in sweat. She felt Max’s tongue lap at her asshole, causing the muscles to constrict with surprise. He cleaned the cum from her hole and legs, as she laid there trembling. Max eventually stopped then laid down and licked his own cock.

Tawnee peeled herself off the cushion and pressed herself up. She moved her hips away from the cushion and was surprised to find a sticky wet spot on the couch where her cock was. She hadn’t cum, but she had made a mess. Max’s cock must have drawn out a lot of precum from her cock. Tawnee tried to stand, but could barely hold herself up. She walked over to the TV and turned it off then went to John’s room and passed out on his bed. She slept smiling the whole night, happy to have finally been made someone’s bitch.


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Reply #4 on: August 22, 2018, 07:15:30 PM
Chapter 4


Tawnee awoke to Max licking her face. She turned away then turned back to look, but he was there again with his paws on the edge of the bed, and he licked her face some more. His breath smelled like sex from the night before; it smelled like the musky scent of her ass after he had fucked her. She giggled, caving to his licks. “Morning boy. You miss me?” He continued to lap at her face. She pursed her lips, as he removed the lipstick from her lips. She found his scent intoxicating, and the thought of kiss him back dared her to open her mouth. She slid her tongue out of her mouth, and the two tongues touched. It felt so good that she softened her lips and open her mouth to her new lover. She tongued him back, allowing him to probe her mouth with his tongue. She wrapped her lips around his tongue like it was a cock and sucked on it for a moment. She was hard.

She patted the bed and Max jumped on the bed and laid on his side. She crawled to his side and stroked his stomach. She found his balls and massaged them in her hand then his shaft. His pink tip was already showing, but it grew more with her touch. She pulled back the sheath and slid his cock in her mouth. Soon the cock was thick and hard in her mouth.

She released him and pulled off her shirt. She laid on her back, spreading her legs to her lover. Max walked forward on the bed then licked her balls. He lapped at her balls then her taint then moved to her cock licking that too. “Good boy Max,” she said, willing him to continue. He continued to vary where his tongue was, moving to her ass then back to her cock, saturating her sex with his hot tongue, the sensation was amazing.

“Come here boy,” she called, pulling him on top of her. Max laid his body on top of Tawnee, his front paws on either side of her torso, his body between her legs. She wrapped her legs around his body and looked at her lover. He inched forward and licked her lips. She stuck out her tongue and allowed him to lick her. As he crept forward, she felt his cock hitting her butts. She inched her legs up higher on his body, so her hips twisted, and she felt his cock move against her sphincter. Max felt it too and started humping her. Her loose ass, still dripping with his cum from the night before was less resistant to his thrusts, and he quickly found his mark, burying his cock in her again. “Ooohhhh shhhitt,” she moaned, as he began pounding her. He couldn’t move with the same intensity as the night before, not in this squatted position, not with her legs wrapped around his body, but he tried.

“Fuuccckkkk that feels sooo good,” Tawnee moaned, as his stiff rod was thrusting against her prostate. Tawnee’s breasts were jiggling and jostling up and down with his thrusts, making her feel like a real woman getting fucked by a man. “Mmmmmm ffucck yeaaa,” she moaned, as he continued to pound her hole. She could feel the tip of her cock aching with sensitivity, as if each strike against her prostate shot a wave of pleasure that terminated at the tip of her cock. Her cock was pressed against Max’s fur and her body, rubbing against the two. She could feel her orgasm cumming. “I’mmmm cumming,” she cried, as her body came for the first time from getting fucked. Waves of pleasure washed over her, and as it did, she bucked her hips, spasming without control. Max’s rod slipped from her ass, but it didn’t matter; her orgasm had climaxed, resulting in her cock shooting her cum on her stomach and her sphincter spasmed with delight. “Ohhh yes… awww yea, that was amazing,” she moaned, basking from cumming so hard.

Max dismounted her, as her legs dropped and flopped open to the bed. He licked up the cum off her stomach then the last of the cum dripping from her cock, making her jump from the jolt of sensitivity still lingering at the tip. Then he returned to her ass and cleaned her up there.

He was still hard and there was six to seven inches of his cock hanging there with a huge knot at the base. Tawnee reached for Max to pet him, and he walked forward to kiss her face. “You’re not done are you boy? You need me to help you still huh, right, good boy.” Tawnee felt compelled; she had to serve a hard cock in need—she wanted to. She quickly turned over and assumed a position on all fours, just how Max liked it, she figured. She wagged her ass in his direction, and he didn’t miss it for a second. He leapt in the air, landing on Tawnee’s back. He tensed his forelimbs and squeezed them together, locking him around Tawnee’s hips, pulling her to his pelvis. He began thrusting as he inched forward. She spread her legs and posteriorly rotated her pelvis, helping Max to find his mark. His rod kept piercing her cheeks, slipping up, down and to the sides until it found the depths of her crack and the hot hole he was looking for. With the first strike, his jabs sharpened until, once again, he found his mark. With that, he thrusted his hips forward and began to pound Tawnee’s bubble butt, spanking her with each intense thrust. “Ohhhh god dammm,” Tawnee wailed, always shocked by the initial jab in her body, always amazed by his intensity. “Ohhhh….awwww…,” she continued, as Max fucked her hard. Soon she could feel him jolt, as he came in her rectum. Again, hot jets of clear cum busted inside her pelvis, feeling her with his animal seed. “Mmmmm yeaaa. Good boy Max. Mommy likes that cock.”

The second his orgasm subsided he dismounted Tawnee, ripping his cock from her hole. Cum came streaming from her hole and down her thighs. “Fuck! Max! We made a mess all over John’s bed!” Tawnee realized she had some cleaning to do, but she couldn’t help but giggle, as she dropped to her arms and face, basking in the glow of their sexual session. She laid their grinning, her ass still high in the air, as Max cleaned her hole. What a way to start the day, she thought.


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Reply #5 on: August 22, 2018, 07:16:10 PM
Chapter 5


After their morning session, Tony fed Max and put him outside, so he could play. He fed himself then took a long shower. He then cleaned John’s bed and tidied up the rest of the house. The day was fairly mundane with chores and work, but in the back of his mind, he was just waiting for that night; He had big plans.

John would be home tomorrow, so this was Tawnee’s last night to be with Max.

Tony fed Max when the sun went down. Max didn’t really pay him much attention; he just kept doing his usual begging for pets, or he would follow him around the house, but he didn’t goose him like the night before.

When it was time, Tony put Max outside then took another shower. After, he applied his makeup like the night before, but this time he went all out—real Kardashian like. He put his hair up in a pony tail and put on a headband. He then adhered his breast forms and put on a lace bra, and then a lace crop top that exposed his navel. He applied a little hanging jewel to his belly button. He then slipped on a pair of garter belts and a lace thong, and then he attached them to a set of opaque thigh high stockings. He balanced himself, as he donned some black, strappy heels. He looked in the mirror and no longer saw Tony in the reflection—he saw Tawnee.

Tawnee set some thick blankets on the floor of the living room and opened the sliding door, so Max could come in. Max greeted Tawnee with enthusiasm, hopping all around her then sticking his nose between her legs, pressing it to her taint, making her giggle. He lapped at her panties, licking her ass cheeks. Tawnee walked around the room, teasing Max, who could smell Tawnee’s scent. “Oh, you want something,” she teased. “Can you smell something good in there boy?” She slid her panties that were over her lingerie down her legs, dropping them to her ankles. She stepped out of them, but as she did, Max was already sticking his nose between her cheeks. He began licking her taint and asshole. “Oooo yeaaa Max. You know what your mommy likes.” Tawnee leaned forward, giving him better access to her sphincter. He was licking her round muscle with long strokes of his huge tongue, licking her taint, occasionally her balls and her cheeks. His powerful tongue was pushing her forward and making her ass cheeks jiggle around. Occasionally she had to scramble in her heels to stand. Deciding the floor would be better, she walked to the blankets and assumed a position on all fours, arching her back, opening her hips and cheeks to give Max full access.

Max didn’t do as she thought. He immediately mounted her and began pumping his cock, trying to find his mark. He must have learned her shape from the prior sessions because he quickly found his mark and thrusted his cock in her anus, ripping her tissue aside, as his rod sank in her body. “Shitttttt,” she moaned, shocked by the suddenness of everything. Immediately Max began to pound her.

Fortunately he hadn’t grown large yet, so her body was going to have time to adapt, and happily, their session wouldn’t go so short like before. Yet this time, something was different. She felt a lump on the base of his cock, not much thicker than his shaft, and it was slamming against her sphincter, slowly stretching it. It only took a few thrusts, and it slid into her body. It happened so fast, she couldn’t help it. It took a moment for her to realize the difference; she could tell something was different because he felt deeper in her body, closer to her, yet he wasn’t grown yet; she could feel his balls smacking hers. Then she realized, that the lump was the huge knot she saw earlier just not grown yet. It was going to grow huge! Fuck, she realized. Not only that, but his cock was already 6-7 inches, but with the knot, it was at least 9-10!

His cock was already growing in her and so was the knot. She tried to crawl forward, but he was gripping her hips tight. “Max no!” As she fought he kept pounding away, and she could feel the knot growing, slamming against her inner sphincter. “Ohhhh fuccckkk,” she moaned, as he shook her body with his relentless thrusts, pounding her asshole, smacking her ass into a frenzy of gyrations. His cock was fully swollen in her, bent up against her taint, slamming against it relentlessly. “Ohhhhhhhhh…fucccckkkk…,” is all she could moan through the pounding. Her cock began to drip streams of clear precum on the blankets below. She looked down between her legs, seeing her rock, hard cock bobbing in the air with strings of precum swishing around and Max’s cock and balls thrusting relentlessly. Max was breathing heavy in her ear, and he began to shake, as his nuts busted in Tawnee’s ass. “Awwwww fucckkk yeaaa! Cum in my ass,” she moaned, as she felt his cock convulsing in her rectum, rhythmically contracting between the folds of her hot flesh, but it wasn’t from pleasure, although there was some pleasure; she was glad he came because she knew he would immediately stop.

Getting pounded by six inches of dog cock felt like eight inches of her dildos, so that size plus the size of his knot was breaking Tawnee down. If ever she felt like Max’s bitch, it was now.

Tawnee and Max were both breathing hard, as his orgasm subsided, trying to catch their breaths. Her body was dripping with perspiration with collections of fur stuck to her skin, and she wreaked of animal sex. Max hopped off of her, and as he did, Tawnee felt him yank her from inside her rectum. The knot was still huge and in her. “Max stop!” He didn’t move. They were ass to ass, his swollen cock knotted to her asshole, locked in a lover’s embrace. It would be some time before the two were separated. Tawnee realized that, so she hunkered down waiting for him to release her.


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Reply #6 on: August 22, 2018, 07:16:43 PM
Chapter 6


Just then Tawnee heard a key slide into the lock of the front door then the door crack open. Her face went ghost white with horror and immediately a panic struck her like a slap in the face. “Hey, I’m home!” It was John calling out.

Fuck! Was he home early, or did she forget which day he was returning? Her head was spinning with complete panic. Here she was stuck ass to ass with John’s best friend—his dog—and he was about to find her fucking in his living room. Not only that, but he was going to find his friend Tony dressed as Tawnee! What would he say?

She had no time to prepare. In her panic, she dropped to the floor, covering her face with a pillow from the couch, trying to hide herself in a futile attempt.

She heard his foot steps approaching, the sound of him walking off the tile onto the carpet of the living room. Her heart was beating out of her chest. There was silence. She only could feel the pull from Max’s knot against her sphincter, as he shifted positions to greet his friend. “Well, what do we have here?” John didn’t sound upset. Some relief and a ray of hope passed over her. “Hey boy, looks like you found yourself a new bitch, didn’t you?” He sounded affirming and in control. He continued, “…a sissy bitch this time. Nice! I had a feeling about this one.” She heard him take a few more steps then she was suddenly surprised by a wack from his hand to her ass, followed by him gripping it, squeezing the plump flesh between his fingers. It actually was a relief; it felt good. She heard him take a few more steps around to her head then the sound of him sitting in front of her on the couch. “You don’t get all the fun,” he said, and she heard the zipper on his pants open.

Part of her was still in horror, but the other part of her realized this wasn’t going horrible either. He could have snapped when he found her, but that clearly wasn’t his reaction. Any reaction of than that was good.

She felt the pillow being pulled from her fingertips, which made her clench her eyes tighter than before, as her head became exposed to the warm light of the room. Then she felt John’s hand on her chin, gently raising her off the floor, willing her back to her hands, but her eyes stayed shut. He pulled her head towards his position, guiding her face. She inched forward, crawling a few inches on her hands and knees, tugging Max with her. Her heart was still beating out of her chest and her mind was still swirling with emotions. When she stopped, she could smell a musky scent inches from her nose then she felt the head of John’s cock touch her lips. It surprised her at first, but in that instant, her panic quickly faded, and it was replaced by a thrill, a realization that John’s cock was at the entrance of her mouth.

She parted her lips and slightly slid her tongue from her mouth. She felt the tip of his cock press against her tongue and lips again. Her mouth began to salivate. The salty tip and the dew of sweet precum the struck her tongue was calling her forward, but she was still too embarrassed to open her eyes. She opened her mouth more and felt John press his cock forward. The large, soft head of his cock slid over her tongue and lips. Tawnee pouted her lips to kiss his head as it entered. She stretched her neck out further to swallow more of his meat. She could tell the head of his cock was large—larger than the shaft behind it. As her lips slid over the head, they dropped of the ledge to his shaft. She applied pressure and suction, as she pulled back, sucking the large tip in her mouth, as it slid from her mouth. She opened herself to him again, pressing forward, swallowing more of his cock this time, sliding a few inches further down his shaft the slowly, like before, she applied pressure and suction, as she slowly slid his cock from her mouth. She repeated the process, this time running her tongue along the bottom of his cock, savoring the taste of his sex in her mouth.

“Mmmm that’s nice,” he said. “I knew you were a good, little, sissy bitch.” His words were demoralizing, but true; she loved it. “You just can’t say no to a cock, can you?”

“Ut uh,” she mumbled behind a mouth full of cock. She parted her eyes slightly, enough to see what she was putting in her mouth. John’s cock was thick—really thick. It was a chode, only six to seven inches in length, but really thick, especially in the center. It had a massive vein running down the top, but that wasn’t enough to make him rock hard like some cocks. It was thicker in the center than the bottom and top, and he had a large, reddish-purple head that was silky smooth and shinny with a large lip at the transition to his shaft like a mushroom. Tawnee closed her eyes again and continued to work his cock. She tried sliding her mouth down to the base of his shaft, but the thick, mushroom tip choked her windpipe; there was no way she was deep throating his cock, so she focused on the tip. She rolled her tongue around the large head then kiss-sucking the flesh in pieces, moving around the tip before swallowing the whole end in her mouth. “Mmmm,” she moaned, enjoying her first time sucking a man’s cock.

“Oooo yea, you like that don’t you?” He was now guiding her head back and forth on his cock, pumping it in and out of her mouth, fucking her face. Tawnee almost forgot she was locked to Max while she was distracted by John’s cock, but then she felt Max pull at her ass, yanking with multiple attempts in succession. The pain caused her to hold her body still, bracing herself, pausing her mouth around John’s thick shaft. Max yanked some more and his cock burst free from her ass. Cum immediately shot in a stream from her asshole then coated her ass and thighs. She winced from the pain, but she kept John’s cock in her mouth. “That’s a good bitch,” John said, proud that she kept her composer. She unclenched her eye and peaking to her side. She could see Max licking his cock. There was at least eight to nine inches of his cock there. Who knows how large it was when it was in her rectum. He licked himself some more then returned to Tawnee’s gapping, dripping asshole, still hot from their session, and he began to lick her asshole, cleaning her up. She couldn’t help but moan. “Oh, you sure are a little slut, aren’t you,” John said.

“Uh huh,” she moaned, as she returned to suck his cock. She slowly arched her hips more, giving Max better access to her sex. Max ran his tongue across her skin, cleaning their cum from her flesh. His large hot tongue felt amazing on her thighs and ass, but it felt glorious when it landed on her taint and asshole. She squirmed with delight. Max’s huge tongue continued to lap at her flesh, and as it did, the swats against her flesh made her cheeks jiggle. The sight was teasing John. He wanted some of that ass.

John pulled Tawnee’s head back, releasing his cock from her mouth. It made her open her eyes for the first time, looking up at him in his eyes. She looked sad like a child who just had her sucker stollen, but she could tell he had new intents. He stood and circled to her rear. He dropped his pants and took off his shirt. Tawnee crawled her hands to the couch then came to her forearms on the edge. She opened her legs wider and rotated her hips up, displaying herself, and she looked back at John, wanting for him to mount her. John knelt behind her and aligned his cock with her hole. He was thick, but her loose sphincter was easily going to accept his cock after having been taken by Max. John got sloppy seconds.

When Tawnee felt the tip of his cock make contact with her sphincter, she pressed her hips back against the smooth, mushroom tip. Her flesh easily parted, and with a pop, the head of his cock slipped into her body. She felt his hands grip her hips, and with a large thrust, he slammed his cock into her boy, smacking his hips against her ass, making a loud spank. Tawnee gasped from the sudden thrust. John held his cock deep in her ass for a moment, as he tightened his grip on her hip bones, inching his knees against the back of her thighs. Suddenly he began pounding her veraciously. “Ohhhhh, fuccckk, yeaaaa….” Tawnee moaned, as his cock pounded her flesh. His cock was slamming against her prostate, as his hips were slamming against her ass cheeks. His thrusts were short and powerful, much more controlled than the sporadic jabs from Max. His cock continued to land against her prostate rhythmically. She could feel the tip of her cock beginning to glow with sensitivity. It began to leak her precum, as it tossed wildly in the air from his assault.

“You like that, don’t you, little slut,” he said, as he continued at a steady, intense pace. Tawnee moaned in agreement. She could feel her orgasm approaching; the tip of her aching cock felt like it was going to explode. She could feel her sphincters dilating completely, opening herself for her lover. Suddenly her body exploded in an orgasm, and she began to moan uncontrollably. “That’s right,” he said. “Cum like the horny slut you are.” Tawnee bucked and jolted her hips, tossing her torso about, her spine undulating, as her cock spurted streams of cum on the ground, and as her taint and sphincter contracted in opposing spams. Her sphincter was gripping his cock, rhythmically squeezing his shaft. He didn’t slow his pace.

“Yea, you are a good slut,” he said encouragingly. “Where do you want this load?” Tawnee was still in the middle of her orgasm, but she pointed to her gapping mouth. Just then John ripped his cock from her spasming ass, standing to his feet and Tawnee instinctively flipped around, coming to her knees in front of him. He pulled her chin up in the air, as he furiously stroked his cock. She opened her mouth just as he began to cum. He began to grunt and moan as his cock shot huge streams of cum over Tawnee’s face. Tawnee grabbed his cock in her hand, taking his place, stroking the shaft, finishing the job. She aligned the tip to her mouth and swallowed the remaining load that shot from the tip. She swallowed his cock in her mouth and savored the sweet cum, as it ran down her throat. She moaned, as she eagerly consumed his load.

As his cock stopped spasming, she smiled with delight, giggling with his cock still in her mouth. She withdrew the huge rod and rubbed her face with the meat of his cock. The warm jizz that gathered on his shaft was quickly lapped up by the cum addict. She looked up at John who had his head back, still basking in the wake of his orgasm, still dizzy with euphoria. Her hand was braced against his thigh, and she could feel his muscle quivering with exhaustion from their high intensity session. He looked down and smiled back at Tawnee, staring at her in her beautiful eyes, as she slowly slid his cock back and forth in her mouth, her red lips wrapped around his shaft.

Just then Max came over to her and began licking the remaining cum from her face. The surprise made Tawnee shut her eyes, laughing around the cock in her mouth. She pulled John’s cock out, as she continued to laugh. John began laughing too at the sight of Tawnee inescapably getting bathed in Max’s kisses. Max moved to John’s cock, lapping at the remaining residue of cum. Tawnee chuckled some more, but then she leaned forward and lapped like Max at the other side of John’s shaft and head. She looked up and John arched his head back, closing his eyes. “Mmmmmm,” Tawnee moaned. Her tongue occasionally hit Max’s, which felt magical. John went from growing soft to getting hard again. Surprisingly it didn’t take but a few minutes and John was grunting again, as he came hard. As his cock shot his load, the two eagerly continued to lap at the head of his cock, catching the cum shooting and dripping from the tip. John’s legs were trembling; he could barely stand, as he came. Max licked the cum that dripped on the floor, giving Tawnee the opportunity to slide his whole cock back in her mouth.

When she released him, she looked up. “Mmmm, that was good,” she said. He looked down at her with a look of approval of her job well done. She stood up on her heels and kissed him on the cheek. She pulled up her stocking and snapped one of her garter belt straps that had come loose. She seductively walked towards the bathroom, making sure her ass swished back and forth in her wake, giving John an eye full. She stopped at the entrance to the hall and looked over her shoulder at John, “I need to shower. You want to watch?” He nodded eagerly and followed her to the bathroom. The night was still young.


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Reply #7 on: August 22, 2018, 07:17:32 PM
The End

Thanks for viewing. Hope you guys enjoy the depravity.

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Reply #8 on: August 22, 2018, 09:14:56 PM
Not just man's best friend, eh?



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Reply #9 on: August 29, 2018, 06:44:30 PM
Exactly!  :emot_heehee:


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Reply #10 on: September 05, 2018, 08:35:02 PM
Always like different sex stories. All sex is good. Thanks.



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Reply #11 on: September 05, 2018, 09:56:31 PM
Huh, I just saw this in the Recent Unread Posts, and I can't say for sure if a certain character is based on this Tawnee, or not.  She's not Trans, that I know of, but she is fond of wearing Animal Prints, as well as a hand-me-down Nutria fur from her late room-mate, lover, and co worker.

It's weird how the subconscious works.