Code Drop: Getting Lapped - An Official Heat Teaser
#1 of Code Drop
Code Drop Promo 1 - Getting Lapped
Tempe O'Kun
This is a promotional piece for Heat #7 from Sofawolf Press.
Check out Heat #7: http://www.sofawolf.com/catalog/product_info.php?products_id=115
Have fun!
Erik's paw traced along the crotch of Tess's pants, feeling every contour.
Her grip tightened on the Wii controller. "Erik! Quit it!"
"What?" The golden retriever tossed her a coy glance before looking back at the screen. The den was dark, illuminated only by the television screen. They sat together on the sofa, Erik on her right. He had gotten her hooked on this stupid Mario Kart game, the least he could do was take it seriously. She'd always dismissed video games, but this one required you to work as a team, racing the same car. Tougher than it sounded.
The jackal growled at him. "I'm going to crash if you keep groping me."
While she steered, he used some cartoon bananas against the other racers. "Not my fault you can't multi-thread."
She gave him a dangerous look. "Big talk from a pup who can't even make toast without getting lost in thought."
He licked her ear, making her miss a boost platform.
"Damnit, Erik! That's another one!"
The golden wagged, firing turtle shells at the other race carts in silence. He took out the lead car easily, placing them in first.
She hated that he didn't have to try. "Why don't you just drive, smart guy?"
He nuzzled up to her ear again, whispering: "I like riding jackals from behind."
She gave him a playful shove, then swerved out of the path of a rogue turtle shell. Moments later, they finished the race.
Taking advantage of the loading screen, the jackal zipped down his pants in one deft motion. He struggled, wiggling his hips and trying to bat her away. She dove down, rubbing her muzzle over his boxers. It felt good against her lips and cheek, silky fabric over silky fur.
Erik giggled: "It's starting! Get your paws out of my pants!"
"I know what I'm doing." She zoomed the cart out of the starting gate, still laying her muzzle across his thigh.
"Go for the power-up! It's right over--"
"I know right where it is..." Her nosepad nuzzled into his open fly.
He ignored her, though she saw his toes wiggle a little at the tension.
The jackal's tongue slipped from her muzzle, slithering over his bulge and into his boxers. She could feel the flesh of his penis swelling inside that lovely canine sheath.
"Tess!" Erik yelped. "None a' that!"
Still driving, eyes on the screen, her tongue sought the slippery tip of his hardening penis. The middle of his sheath was what she found first, so she worked her way back from there until she felt heat and moisture. Knocking one of the other racers off the track, she thrashed her tongue over his exposed tip.
He whimpered. His use of the mushroom boosts got a little sloppy. So did his cock. She kept at it, licking and steering as his hot shaft expanded in her mouth. The race track whizzed past them.
The level ended. Another loading screen displayed their placing. Skipping through it all with one paw, she used the other to fish his half-erect member from his shorts. Hot and halfway from pink to red, it glinted in the dim light. She licked her lips, then breathed over the surface.
He responded instantly, tensing and growing harder. The game started up again. She worked his sheath down, licking at where his knot would form, even as her eyes remained locked on the screen. Her lips settled over his tip, sucking it like a lollipop as she switched idly through which items to use. The canine whimpered as his penis squirted a little precum against the roof of her mouth.
Pulling off for a moment, she licked around the base of his sheath, over his tender balls. You know you want to pause it, Erik... When he didn't receive her telepathic message, she licked a little harder, swirling her tongue around his tip. He groaned and his control wavered, the animated cart bouncing against the track's railing. Other carts zoomed past them, but it was all the boy could do to keep from being lapped as her tongue did just that.
Her pointed ears brushed the undersides of his arms. As the jackal thumbed the button for their characters to switch places, she stroked her muzzle slowly up and down his length.
He panted in response. His tail thumped against the couch cushions. "Ooooohh... that's right, Tessie. Lick my joystick."
"Ooh are uch a dork." Her reply slurred around his stiff penis. Seeing a giant chomping plant attack their cart, she turned a little too sharply toward the screen. Erik yipped as her teeth brushed his sensitive cock. She froze, lips still around him. "Thorry."
"It's okay..." His jaw trembled a bit as he struggled to stay on the road. His cock tip now pressed the inside of her cheek. She took care to place her tongue between it and her teeth. Firing off her last volley of turtle shells, she switched to boosts, which she could trigger one handed. Her free pawpads slipped up and down the underside of his penis, that penis she had gotten to know pretty well. A month ago, she never would have believed that she'd be sucking some golden retriever's cock, let alone one who looked at her with such fairy-tale devotion. He looked down at her with those pretty blue eyes... Wait a minute!
She pulled off him. "Erik, the game!"
"Aw dang!" His floppy ears perked high. His pretty blue eyes flicked back to the screen where their cart sat jammed in the bend of a turn.
Her laughter turned to amused hums as she closed her muzzle back over his hot erection. Her fist closed over his growing knot, feeling it thicken with every pulse. His butt wiggled and jerked against the sofa as he battled the urge to hump into her mouth. Poor doggy... I'd better tease him some more. Releasing his knot, she traced a blunt claw tip along it, trailing down to his bunched up sheath. Her muzzle still sucking, the claw tip traced around the soft tube of skin then wiggled inside it. Another claw tip joined it. Then another.
Erik whined. She could feel his balls twitching through his silk boxers. He was close.
She slipped her fingers against the back of his knot, right where her labia would squeeze around it when they made love. The most tender spot on his body.
Her pawpads rubbed against it mercilessly.
He yowled.
His member twitched and jerked in her mouth. An instant later, hot cum spurted past her lips, spraying against the roof of her mouth. His hindpaws clutched at the carpet. One, two, three shots of doggy cream squirted into her mouth, running down his warm, heavy shaft and her wiggling, weaving tongue. She never thought she would enjoy giving pleasure to someone like this, but making her doggy squirm, knowing that she had caused his orgasm, made her flushed under her fur, not to mention a bit wet between her legs.
The jackal sucked hard, eliciting a final trickle of sperm from her boyfriend. Yes, she supposed he was her boyfriend. In the space of forty-eight hours, she'd gone from never wanting one to making love to this strange pooch she felt like she'd known forever. Five weeks later, he was now a central part of her life. Someday soon, she'd have to introduce him to her mother. Won't that be a treat... She lapped up the last of his semen, swallowing it. Now that's a treat. After plenty of study, she'd decided that his spunk tasted like ground white pepper. Mild, but still with a little twang to it. As the canine panted beside her, she watched as the last of the computer's racers crossed the finish line and wondered if that's how all guys tasted. The few other physical encounters of her life had been quick, frantic fucks in some jerk's apartment.
Barely aware of anything, let alone her musings, Erik navigated the cart along the last fraction of the track, prompting the cheery music, confetti, and colorful statistics. The canine chuckled, short of breath. "I think we came in last."
"Mmmmm..." She licked her chops and took his paw in hers. "Come on, Rikky. Let's see what else you can come in."
As she led him to the bedroom of their small apartment, she wondered how she had avoided going crazy without him. Granted, he drove her his own unique brand of crazy, but looking back into those blue, blue eyes and hearing that big silly tail swish through the night air, she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
Since I've got a story coming up in Sofawolf's newest Heat anthology, I thought that you guys might like a little taste test.
This standalone story follows the characters after the events of the Heat story.
Editing by: SillyNeko, Brer, & Vendetta.
Let me know what you think!
-Tempo