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This flash fiction was written for Tygacat3981 as part of his Patreon reward for June. It contains M/F sex between consenting adult taurs. :3

No Backing Out

The first time it had happened, it had been a genuine mistake. At least, that was what Dexter claimed, and Celene believed him. He had been fucking her pretty damn intensely, the lynx-taur mewling her way through an earth-shattering orgasm, when the combination of the male's powerful thrusts and her own potent climactic convulsions had forced his cock to slip free. To this day Dexter still remembered the intensity with which Celene had begged him. The shrill, mid-orgasm shriek of pure lust.

"No! F-fuck... Dexter, put it back in!"

So, he had. He'd thrust forward and hammered his cock back into the lynx's body as fast and as hard as the fox-taur's strong body would permit, and only when a yowling screech of shock rather than pleasure escaped Celene had he realised how different this fresh entry felt. How much tighter. Drier, despite his cock dripping wet from her previously abundant lubrication. His eyes had bulged when he realised what he had done. Where he had placed himself, but before he could react and draw back, before he could even grunt a bashful, pleasure-stricken apology, a desperately giddy scream had poured forth from the still cumming, still unbearably needy female beneath and before him.

"Don't stop. D-don't pull out... ohh god, j-just... just fuck me!"

Ever since then, they had become rather obsessed with that particular act and the pleasure that came with it. Both of them had tried and enjoyed it. Substantial cash had been dropped on toys and accessories to make it easier, cleaner and all the more fun and pleasant for them both, and enough time had been spent engaged in varied acts of butt-based loving that the pair had come to feel rather like experts on the subject of their own and one another's posteriors.

There was one particular act that still excited them more than any other when it came to that particular kind of play however. One which since that very first time they had not been able to top for the sheer raw thrill of it all.

"Harder! Harder, Dex!"

Celene clutched a pillow to her upper torso, half to muffle the shrieks and grunts of obscene pleasure erupting from her muzzle and half to keep herself from clawing the bedsheets upon which the front of her body was currently resting to ribbons. She wailed through it to the man she loved, to the fox-taur behind her as he made the whole bed, practically the whole room shake while fucking her with all his might. Plunging his cock deep into her pussy over and over again, driving her wild, driving her to the very brink of orgasm. Would he push her over the edge first this time? Would he wait till the last possible second? Or, would he do it after?! She didn't know. Apparently neither did he until the very last instant, or so he had confided in the past. That didn't matter though. In fact, the uncertainty was a part of what drove the lynx so wild with lust. And, the rest... the rest came when the moment itself was finally upon them.

Loudly, savagely Dexter pounded his cock into Celene, hearing it slurp into her soaking depths and feeling his own upper legs slap against her sodden buttocks and thighs. He snarled as he felt his knot beginning to swell. Threatening to lock them together, to seal his cock in her pussy and nowhere else until well after he had deposited his load deep within the lynx. He was so close. He wanted to do it now. Hell, he wanted to do it five minutes ago. But... something was driving him to wait as long as possible this time around. To hold on to the very last instant, before finally doing what they were both waiting for him to do.

" Yes!"

A jet of glistening liquid shot out from Celene's pussy a split-second after the fox's cock dragged itself free, followed by another, and another as the intensity of her squirting climax drove the lynx to fling herself forward and sob giddily into the pillow and the sheets beneath it. She flung her head back however, and let loose a cry not muffled or restrained in any way when a mere moment after here pussy had been left devoid of the male's throbbing thickness, it returned with a vengeance. It plunged, lubricated with her own juices, deep into her ass, and almost seamlessly Dexter began to fuck her as if nothing had changed.

His hips were a blur against her. His balls slapped loudly, wetly against the still quivering and clutching and dripping opening of her pussy as he delved his way into her backside over and over, and for thirty seconds Dexter's howls were almost as piercing as Celene's continued mewling and shrieking in lustful euphoria.

It was only when his knot plunged into the lynx's ass, entering her with a resounding and deliciously thick pop and refusing to emerge once again, that the true extremes of the fox's lust were let loose.

He flung himself forward against the lynx in that moment, snarling and grunting viciously as he pressed all his weight down over her trembling form and delivered a rapid series of thrusts from his now locked, restrained state.

"D-do it!"

Celene shrieked happily, clawing and scratching at the bedding beneath her, all thoughts of restraint and leaving the bed intact this time around forgotten. Her climax might have been waning, but her arousal was as potent and unquenchable as ever knowing what was about to happen.

The fox howled, and Celene let loose a frantic, ragged cry of joy as she felt his hot cum flooding her ass; each thick and potent ribbon locked inside inescapably by the throbbing, pulsing knot locking their bodies together.

"Yes... o-ohh yes! Every... every drop, please, Dexter!"

They both knew that the fox had no choice but to give everything he had to the lynx; to her welcoming, gorgeous and wonderfully tight ass. But still Celene begged, and still Dexter snarled in his fevered efforts to do as his lover commanded.

When it came to the two of them sharing this, there was no holding back allowed. No restraint. No hesitation. And even when they collapsed together in the wake of that intense and wonderful act, still bound to one another by the fox's thick knot buried in Celene's backside, absolutely no backing out.

By Jeeves

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