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The small bathroom in Jaine's college residence hall filled with steam as the border collie girl took her daily shower. There was little room to maneuver in the standing room only bathing stalls and even less privacy. Being the only bathroom on the floor, all the girls were expected to share it. The only thing to keep her modest if someone were to come barging in was a thin, transparent shower curtain that barely came down to her knees.

At least she wasn't very big, so she had that going for her. Some of the larger species on her floor had serious problems with the small shower stalls, but the lithe-framed collie had enough room to almost be comfortable. She closed her eyes and lifted her muzzle into the stream of hot water as it cascaded over her form and matted her black and white fur down over the curves of her teenage body.

Grabbing the shampoo, she was quick to lather up her entire body from her small rounded breasts down to her digitigrade footpaws and out to the tip of her fluffy tail. The water immediately started rinsing her clean as she put down the bottle to scritch and scrub herself thoroughly, but it didn't take her long before one of her paws was thoughtlessly caressing down over the rows of perky little nipples nestled in her soft white bellyfur and then even lower, teasing over the tip of her spade-shaped canine vulva.

The dark color of her puffy sex stood in stark contrast to the creamy white fur of her crotch, the collie girl shuddering and taking a few shaky breaths as she traced a fingerclaw up and down over the glistening pink slit at the center of her spade. That digit slowly started to work it's way inside as she started massaging at herself by rubbing her paw in small circles, gentle at first right near her clit with steadily increasing pressure and speed.

She knew that someone could come in at any minute, that one of the girls would see her with her paw down between her legs and she'd never hear the end of it. The thought of getting caught like that turned some girls on but she wasn't one of them. Pleasure rolled through her body, the collie's toes curling but as she kept pressing her finger deeper up into her grasping tight sex and rolling her paw against her clit she couldn't help the way that soft moans started squeaking out between her huffing breaths, echoing through the small room.

No matter how much she tried to stifle her cries or quiet herself she couldn't, and the further along she let her pleasure ride the louder she got! At a certain point the volume of her moans started to make her so nervous that it became a distraction, the collie well aware that if she let herself get that much closer to her peak she'd get even louder and someone would hear her through the thin dorm walls! Despite how badly she needs it she can't let herself go any further, every day during her heat just like this where she teases herself to the brink but just can't follow through.

It's with a soft sigh and a whimper of frustration that she forces herself to stop her play, turning off the water and pulling her paw from between her legs. She stands there for a minute or two, taking a few deep breaths and trying to gather her wits before stepping out of the shower to towel off. It was quite a chore to dry her thickly layered fur and really embarassing if someone came in during so she did her best to rush through it, dressing herself with her fur still left a bit damp and walking back to her dorm room on bare footpaws.

She'd been doing fine adjusting to college life her first few months on campus. The collie girl wasn't super popular but she made enough friends to keep her happy and her grades were good enough to keep the scholarship money coming in. The privacy she had to sacrifice by sharing a bathroom and having roommates was well worth tolerating for a few years in order to get a degree and secure her future, or so she thought.

That was until she went into heat. It was her first cycle since she'd been to college and as distracted as she was coping with her new life, making new friends and managing challenging coursework she'd completely forgotten that it was even a thing that she needed to deal with twice a year! Back home her heats were managable because she'd have some private time alone in the house to be as loud as she wanted, not to mention her favorite electric toy which was nowhere near quiet itself. Here it felt like there was nothing she could do to find relief, and her frustration grew each day along with the undeniable burning need down between her legs.

The collie had done a great job of keeping herself relatively pure throughout high school. The teen pregnancy rate in canines were really high due how extreme their biological drives can become during heat, but she'd been a good girl! Even though she had a few boyfriends before and definitely fooled around with them in a number of ways, she'd never even had full-blown sex as she was trying to save herself for someone really special. The only way she managed to keep herself under control during her most vulnerable time was to pleasure herself almost every day during her heat. Sure it didn't completely satisfy her desires and urges, but it did dull them to the point where they weren't the only things she could think about.

Now it'd been a week without any sort of relief, each day harder to get through than the last until she was at the sheer peak of her heat. She'd definitely never felt this way before, having mellowed her heats in the past by tricking her body with the daily self-pleasure sessions that she simply didn't have the privacy for anymore. Of course this was all no excuse to skip class, and so the collie girl had to sit through lectures that she couldn't possibly pay attention to and take tests that she couldn't possibly pass. She was far too distracted instead ogling the guys in class while hoping that they didn't notice her staring as she looked over their rumps and hips, wondering what they'd look like in motion, without their clothes on, how big they are, what they'd feel like...

There was one fur in class that she couldn't help but focus her attention on, a german shepherd stud who she only knew as Rocky due to the class roll call. They'd never even spoken before, as a matter of fact he didn't really seem to be the sort she'd usually like. He had broad shoulders, a firm athletic build and always smelled strongly of a distinctive masculine musk that she normally hated but right now couldn't get enough of, her nostrils twitching as she huffed in the dizzying scent with each breath.

'Is it over? Oh, it must be over now.', she surmised as she noticed the teacher had stopped talking and half the class had gathered their things and left. Shit, was she still staring? The realization hit her as she noticed that Rocky was now looking right back at her now, his nostrils twitching with interest. She blushed and looked away with a shyness that he must've found endearing, as he stood up and confidently strode over to her desk as the remaining students shuffled out of the room.

"Hey, Jaine was it? I know we haven't really talked much, but I have a thing tonight if you wanted to come." She looked up at him with her heterochromatic eyes, one brown the other a piercing blue as she put her books in her bag and listened to him. Her brows furrowed as she did and he could tell that what he said didn't come out the right way.

He cut her off when she stood and opened her mouth to speak, "Sorry! I mean.. what I mean is that I have a big wrestling tournament tonight, I invited almost everyone I know so if you wanted to come, that would be cool. If not, no big." He smiled toothily. She was standing so close to him and swore she could feel the heat coming off of his body. She knew he could probably feel hers too. She looked him up and down and didn't know what to say, undressing him with her eyes as she focused on the way his muscular thighs and crotch bulged his tight jeans.

It got to the point where she felt like she'd taken too long to respond, an awkward silence filling a few moments before she found herself looking up into Rocky's brown eyes and nodding with a casual shrug, "I guess I could, I don't really have any plans tonight anyway. When is it?" she asked.

The german shepherd could barely contain his excitement but did his best to play it cool. He still couldn't hide his grin as he reached into his bag and pulled out a ticket for the smaller dog, "Here you go, you'll need that to get in or they charge you! It's at six, everything's on there. I hope you'll come, it's really important for the school that we do well and everyone there cheering for our team makes a difference!"

"Team?" she mouthed. The collie didn't know much about wrestling or most sports and in truth wasn't even sure if they were something she liked. In any normal circumstance she probably wouldn't just turned down his invitation without thinking.. but at that moment she didn't feel it was possible to say no, it would've been such a shame to disappoint a handsome stud like him and of course, it was to support the school too. Right?

Rocky laughed heartily and shook his head, "Yeah, the school team?" he gave a thoughtful pause and mustered up as much confidence as he could manage The longer he was around this girl and her scent the more comfortable and less awkward he felt, and she could feel that confident aura radiating off him as he spoke, "Tell you what, when's your next class? You got time, we can go grab lunch and I'll teach you all about wrestling before.."

It was her turn to cut him off now mid-sentence as her eyes filled with realization which quickly turned to panic, "Next class? ... Next class! Shit! I gotta go!" She scrambled to grab her things and rushed out of the classroom ticket in hand. He tried to call out to her, to seek some sort of final confirmation as she left, "So, I'll see you at six then? I really look forward to... seeing... you... there..." he trailed off quietly as he realized she was gone and couldn't possibly hear him anymore.

All he could do was hope for the best now, his thoughts constantly filled with that cute little collie girl. Her enticing scent was stuck clinging in his olfactory so he could still smell her virile heat calling to him with each breath he took, tail wagging a proudly excited beat behind him as he walked out of the empty classroom to go about the rest of his day.

Jaine was about five minutes late to her next class, but it didn't matter much because she couldn't think about the material anyway. Now instead of looking at her classmates and getting distracted she was looking at that ticket, thinking about Rocky more than anything but in her mind she kept convincing herself that she really wanted to go to support the school and show pride. Of course she'd never cared about school pride before, but is there ever really a bad time to start caring?

The rest of the day went by in the same painfully slow fashion that the last few did, but she endured and got through all of her classes. By the end of the final one the collie had managed to do the mental gymnastics necessary to convince herself that her interest in Rocky was purely innocent, completely platonic. Of course! She was pure and not only that but fully in control of herself, her urges and desires! She'd just picked up new interests in athletics and school spirit... she was just broadening her horizons as many furs do in college. She'd never before experienced the way an unsated heat could change her very thoughts, raw instinct making the collie's decisions for her while she jumped through hoops to rationalize them.

Back in her dorm room after class the collie girl fussed for far too long over what she should wear and in the end had to rush out the door to make sure she didn't miss anything. She wasn't wearing the most coordinated outfit but she supposed that her mid-length black skirt and blue summer blouse would do well enough. She had a certain spring in her step as she made her way to the athletic center on campus and was allowed into the gym there after showing her ticket, a few other furs shuffling in along side her. The turnout was less than she expected and there seemed to be just as many coaches and competitors standing about as there were spectators. She looked for Rocky but when she finally spotted him he was busy talking with his coach and team, so she quietly found herself a seat and waited for the event to start, all the while gazing longingly at all the muscular singlet-clad rumps she was surrounded by.

It was definitely hard for the girl to stay focused with the thick scent of mixed masculine musks from various species filling the gym, nothing like the girl's dorm room she was used to spending most of her time at. Thankfully before she even realized it had started there was a whistle blowing and two furs were going at it, an otter she'd seen around campus grappling with a burly lion from the other school's team. She was surprised and taken aback at the violence at first - the way the guys would grab and throw each other down hard to the mat and how they seemed to put all of their strength into everything they did. After the first few matches finished though she settled in and started to admire their exertion, bulging muscles in tight singlets, lean atheletes jockeying for position, competing just for her attention...

She shook her head, 'For the school..' she thought, '..not for me.' She nodded as she corrected herself. Just then the whistle blew and she looked up, Rocky stepping up for his turn to face off against his opponent from the other school, a wolf! Rocky winked at her as if not to worry even though the wolf was a bit bigger than he was. Maybe someone was competing for her attention after all? That said wolves were rare and their ferocity somewhat legendary, so she still had some concern for her new friend.

The two squared off and grappled, trading attempts at takedowns before the wolf finally got the better of Rocky and took the shepherd to the mat. Jaine gasped at the loud 'thud' that rang out through the gymnasium but Rocky grit his teeth and showed fierce determination, catching his opponent off guard and rolling over on top of him, nearly managing a pin before the first round was called with them both still struggling on the mat.

The collie wasn't too sure about how the rules worked, she knew that wrestlers were supposed to pin each other and something about points, but beyond that she was clueless. It was a little surprising to her watching the next round start as the wolf got down on all fours, letting Rocky lean over him from behind with a paw wrapped around his midsection, almost the way a feral dog mounts another. The whistle blew with them positioned like that and they instantly started tumbling around on the mat again, the wolf managing to force Rocky down and almost pin him several times before he barely managed to escape the larger canine's grasp. With a slick roll out and a half nelson Rocky was able to leverage the wolf and suddenly force his shoulders down for a quick pin!

Just like that, it was over. Wrestlers and coaches were celebrating around her in quite mild fashion as time seemed to slow down for her. The shepherd's eyes were fixated, locked with her own gaze as he walked towards her, beaming proud toothy white smile across his snout. His chest was heaving with exertion from the match, so why was she the one having a hard time catching her breath? It felt like her heart was pounding out of her chest.

"Huh?" she uttered after realizing that he'd said something while she was paying no attention to his words whatsoever. "I said, what did you think? Enjoy?" the shepherd replied, cool grin still proudly worn on his face.

"Oh, yeah. Yes! I mean yes, god yes.. of course. You were awesome, and we won!" she mirrors the other dog's enthusiasm as best she can despite her unfamiliarity with the sport, "I admit, I didn't always know what was going on.. I don't know much about wrestling yet, like why did that guy just let you come up behind him like that?"

Rocky could only laugh at the collie and shake his head, "He didn't let me, I decided to.." the dog took a few deep breaths, "Tell you what, I'm beat and really need to grab a shower so how about you come over some time and I can explain everything." His nostrils visibly flared, taking in the unmistakably inviting scent of her heat as he spoke.

An invitation to the boys' dorm? That's something that certainly only a bad girl would act on, a good girl politely declines and.. "Yes! Sure.. I mean okay. When did you want to.." Words just came out of her before she really had time to think, tail excitedly wagging behind her as she threw all the good sense she'd cultivated growing up right in the bin.

"Tonight? After I shower of course. Or another time.." the collie couldn't cut him off fast enough, "Tonight! Is good. Where do you.."

He grinned sheepishly at how eager the freshman was, the junior shep nodding quickly, "Room 331, 4th floor. See you soon, I really need to get that shower though.." He leaned in and gave her a firm hug, his larger frame snug up against hers barely covered by that singlet, her eyes more than once having wandered down to the bulge of a sheath between his legs. And with that he turned and walked out of the gym with his bag, his firm rumpcheeks and confidently swaying tail the last thing she saw as he sauntered off.

She headed back to her dorm room and sat their nervously for a few minutes. So many thoughts raced through her mind, asking herself if this was really such a good idea? Soon though that idea changed to simply wondering how long she should wait to leave. She still thought of herself as innocent and pure, surely one trip to the boys' dorm wouldn't be enough to spoil that? She just had an honest curiousity about the sport of wrestling that she'd never been interested in before, of course that was the most likely explanation. Of course.

Her noisy roommate had been contantly chatting on the phone since she got back and so it wasn't difficult to convince herself to leave. Without really wondering if she'd waited long enough she headed out across the promenade to the other side of the small campus and into the completely foriegn environment of the boys' dorm.

As soon as she opened the front door the smell was vastly different than where the girls stayed. The scents at the girls' dorm were not all sweet, but they were mostly fleeting. They would come and go as someone took a shower with their scented soap, sprayed perfume or cleaned an area. The boys' dorm had this inpenetrable, almost undefinable musk that made the whole place feel strangely taboo. It got worse as she headed into the elevator and up to the 4th floor, clinging to her olfactory in a way that would probably disgust her if she wasn't so strangely excited right now.

Then she was there. She never even remembered stepping out of the elevator in the hallway but somehow her legs had willed themselves to move her along of their own volition until she stood in front of the door marked 331. She stood there staring at the numbers for some time, nervous and excited all at once. A moment of clarity streaks through her heated thoughts and she settles on this being a bad idea, but when she turns to walk away the door opens and she's greeted by a very surprised looking Rocky, standing there in the doorframe wearing only a pair of white and red cloth boxer shorts with a towel slung over his shoulder.

After his initial startled jump at seeing the collie he chuckles to himself at how quickly she decided to come over. "Oh hi!" he beams excitedly, tail wagging fiercely behind him. "I didn't know you were coming over so fast, I guess I should've hurried to get in the shower.." he looks back into his room, "My roommate's out right now, you can go in and hang out for a minute while I.."

The collie's ears perk up, "Don't worry about it!" she cuts off the older canine, "You smell great!" she shakes her head almost in disbelief of what she's saying, the shepherd dog seeming just as surprised. He can only laugh aloud and put one of his big paws on her shoulder, "Not as great as you! Well.. go ahead and come in then!" he says as he guides her into his dorm room, closing and locking the door behind him.

Click. Click. She heard the door latching shut and locking behind her and suddenly she was in a place that smelled very much like Rocky with very little of anything else. Two small beds, two chairs, two desks, two computers and not a whole lot of extra space made up the small living area. She naturally headed over and sat on the bed that smelled most like Rocky, looking over at the other one and noting it didn't have much of a scent.

"My roommate isn't around very much. He moved in for the first month of the semester but got an apartment with his girlfriend downtown." Rocky offers as he sits down on the squeaky mattress next to the girl, nostrils flaring as the intoxicating scent of her heat fills the small room.

"Oh.." is all she can say, absent mindedly staring down along the shepherd's form to the bulge in his boxers, the opening at the front offering a hint of the black and tan fur of the dog's sheath as she sits in awkward silence. Rocky murmurs to her, "So..." trailing off before the collie shakes her head and snaps herself back to awareness with a blush.

"Oh, that's right! I wanted to know about the wrestling thing.. like, how does that work?" She remembers her pretense for being here in the first place and pours it out in perhaps the most ineloquent manner possible, but Rocky seems encouraging and eager to talk about his sport, the collie's tail thumping against the bed behind her.

Rocky stands up as if he were a teacher about to start a lecture, gesturing with his paws, "Okay well, where to start. I guess first the things you can't do.. no biting, poking, or use of claws. You can't go for the eyes or go low, you can't choke someone or try to break their bones with joint locks. Oh, and you're not supposed to intentionally grab someone's clothes, but sometimes it happens by accident and they're pretty relaxed on that rule." All the while the shepherd is pointing to various parts of his body to humorously demonstrate what he's talking about. "What else.."

The collie looks up from her seat on the bed, "So how do you win? You just pin someone?" She shifts awkwardly on the bed, not realizing that her latent excitement has already left a damp spot on the sheets where she sits. The shepherd shakes his head in response to her question, "Well, most matches don't end with pins. A lot of the times you have to go to points. To make things simple.. you mostly get points for taking your opponent down to the mat, or reversing them and taking control when they have you in a bad spot. There's three rounds and then.."

"Whoever has the most points wins?" the girl asks and is immediately met with a nod from the shepherd. "But what about when that wolf let you.. uhm.. from behind him.." The older dog can't help but laugh at the collie and shake his head, "That's called referee's position.. in the second and third rounds you get to pick what position to start in. Well, one of them.. the other your opponent gets to pick."

The younger dog nods her understanding as she patiently listens, all the while her excitement building as their mixed canine scents overwhelm the small room, each breath the dogs take thick with powerful pheremones driving them towards only one end. Their eyes meet and they gaze wordlessly at one another for a few moments while both their breaths grow heavier.

"Are there any girls who wrestle?" the collie asks, "I bet I'd be pretty good at it.."

The shepherd shakes his head quickly, "No. I mean, at some schools but ours didn't have enough interest. I guess you could try out for the guy's team if you wanted but.. good luck!" his laughs boom in the small room, "You wouldn't stand a chance with guys like me around for competition."

"Oh come on!" Jaine cries out, "At least give me a chance.. I'm sure I wouldn't be that bad, especially if I had you to help show me what I'm doing kind of like a tutor. I could get my athetic credits like that!" Rocky thought she was kidding but the look on her face said otherwise so with a shrug he nods, "Okay then. You want to do this? Then get up, come at me and see just how well you do."

He was probably right that she didn't stand a chance. He was 80 pounds heavier and 5 inches taller than her, but of course he didn't explain that if she wrestled they'd be in a different weight class. But she was so eager, so hungry and full of energy right now that she felt like she could do anything! She jumped to her feet and charged at Rocky, thinking that maybe she could catch him off guard..

Wham! Twist. Thud. Oof! Before she'd even realized what happened she was slammed on her back down onto the bed, the big german shepherd looking down over her with a panting smile on his face. He points down along the collie's form with his big paw, "Your skirt is gonna rip or something, it's all twisted around just from that and..." Zzziiiiip. Before he could continue she was unzipping her skirt, slipping it down and tossing it on the floor, her white cream panties tight against her puffy heated spade, a heart right over that bulging damp spot on the front that quickly catches the shepherd's eyes.

"Your shirt or whatever is gonna get caught up to, it's better if.." She took off her blouse just as quickly, small perky nipples exposed in her soft white bellyfur while her modest rounded breasts where barely contained in her bra. "That works.." he nods, "Okay, get up and let's try again like this.." He sets a quick timer on his phone for the round.

She'd had the wind driven out of her on the first takedown when he'd mercifully put her on the bed, but this time when she lunged at him she found herself quickly taken to the carpeted floor, the big dog's weight over top of her as she struggled beneath! She barely managed to keep her shoulders up to avoid being pinned, Rocky obviously much stronger than her though with a quick maneuver she managed to escape his grasp and roll him onto his back, triumphantly climbing over top of him and trying to pin him!

She was so proud of herself that she hardly realized the position she'd settled in until she felt the bulging firmness of Rocky's canine sheath pressed snugly right down between her legs, her hips squirming awkwardly as the german shepherd beneath her laughed and humored her, keeping his shoulders up and teasingly grinding his hips as he thoroughly enjoys the situation. She'd straddled him, there was no other way to put it! Those grinding hips made her blush through her fur and the shepherd saw his opportunity, reaching down between her legs to grip her by the thigh and deftly scooping and flipping the unexpecting collie!

Rrrrriiiiipppp! His claws caught on the delicate fabric of her silken panties and in an instant they were unintentionally shred, her underwear hanging in tatters exposing her lower half which neither dog notices as they jockey for position, Jaine trying to resist the massive strength of the larger canine and squeak out of his grasp when the beeping alarm sounds and signals the end of the round.

Rocky stands and looks down at Jaine, offering a paw to help her up while a wide-eyed expression rapidly crosses his face. "You.. your.. got.. sorry!" he looks down between the collie's legs, lust in his gaze as he stares at the black spade almost buried in her soft white fur, her panties completely split offering little to keep her modest. The collie looks down and blushes a deep shade, but she honestly feels like she was close to beating the larger dog in their wrestling match and is more than eager to continue, having little clue how easy he's been taking it on her.

"That's okay I guess.. they were old anyway." She says as she strips off the remnants of her underwear, the shepherd's heart thumping at the mostly naked collie's bold, brash behavior. She stood before him in only her white sportsbra while the shepherd's only article of clothing barely contained his bulging excitement, requiring multiple manual adjustments to stop his pink tip from poking out the hole in his boxers. She perks up, tail wagging and overly eager to prove her strength and worthiness to Rocky, he could've been the only other dog in the world right now because all she really cared about was impressing him as much as possible.

"So, is it the next round then?" she offers. Rocky shrugs with a little laugh, having managed to catch his breath somewhat, "Maybe, uhm.. yeah, i guess if you want to keep going. You sure you want to.." he offered giving her the chance to change her mind, knowing they were getting into dangerous territory with her in heat and their limited attire. "Yes!" she almost howled.

"Okay, what position you want?" He says quite casually, eliciting another blush from the girl before she remembers what he said about starting positions. She wanted to seem smart and like she was paying attention before, what were the positions called before? That's right, she remembers one and blurts it out, "Referee's position then!" The older dog grins with a rumbling growl gently rolling in his throat, "I almost knew you'd pick that one.." and with that he drops himself to all fours down on the floor.

She shakes her head though, "No, no.. not like that.." and then she's down on all fours beside him, "I mean like this! The other way!" The older dog moves around behind her and places a paw on her hip, shaky breaths escaping him as he's greeted by the unmistakable sight of a heated bitch presenting herself for the taking, her tail perfectly arched up over her lower back hanging motionless, legs spread showing off her slick vulva and the pink slit at the center, a lewd droplet of clear dew forming at the tip of her spade.

She had to know exactly what she was doing, right? He convinced himself that there was only one thing this girl wanted, one thing she needed, or rather the intense pheremones and hormones surging through his body convinced him of this, and he leaned down over the collie, wrapping both paws around her midsection and speaking right into her ear in a low, rumbling gravelly voice. "Mmm.. if you insist. You sure you're ready? I'm not gonna set a timer this round, it might go long.."

She could barely nod such was her excitement, her heat revved up to the point of unrequited lust screaming out with need all under the guise of a wrestling match, simple sport for fun, but when she nodded instead of being viciously grasped and thrown about she was firmly gripped in a very different way, claws wrapping down around her waist possessively digging along her inner thighs and pulling her hips back against the shepherd's. A soft whimper peeps out of the collie as there's little she can do with her smaller frame with him grasping her like this, his weight bearing down over her back, "I thought no claws.."

Then she feels his hips moving forward, his larger haunches snugging right up against hers soon joined by the sensation of his bare canine tip nudging insistently against her spade, a shudder of pleasure and nervous anticipation shooting up her spine. "I think we're gonna break a lot more rules than that.." He growls and bites gently on one of her ears, questing hips smearing pre over her already slick vulva as he grinds his lewd throbbing length against her for just a brief moment before his tapered tip catches in her slit and with all the eagerness of a feral dog he immediately thrusts forward several inches within his prize, stretching the collie's vulva to a lewdly distorted shape around his girth while her velvety heat grasps down snugly around his shaft in the most rewarding, encouraging way possible.

She jumps and yelps with a shuddering whine beneath the larger dog, mixed thoughts quieted by instinct as he growls firmly and nips at the nape of her neck while giving another aggressive thrust forward, eliciting only a submissive whimper and duck of the head from the collie, her demeanor and need driving on her eager partner despite her inherent reluctance, instinct setting aside intellect to sate her heat.

His big paws pull her back snug against his hips as he thrusts forward with a feral grunt and she can feel the bristly fur of his sheath tickling right up against her stretched vulva, powerful canine length throbbing deep inside of her needy, accomodating tunnel. "Mmmmhmm.. good girl.." he growls as his hips start rocking and thrusting up against her, driving nearly his entire length in and out of her while heavy furred balls wetly smack up agaisnt her.

The collie's toes curl, claws digging along the carpeted floor moaning out loudly as each deep thrust is another stroke of the big shep's canine cock right over the oversensitive nub of her clit, powerful electric fiery surges shooting from her loins and quaking through her entire body each time the big canine hilts himself. Her world is one of pure sensation and instinctive drive, her hips forcefully rolling back against the shepherd's thrusts as they rapidly increase in quickness and urgency, eyes rolling back in her head.

Rocky couldn't believe this was even happening. He'd never been with a girl without wearing a condom before and the feeling of this collie's overly tight, muscular vagina clenching and squeezing around his bare shaft was completely incomparable. He figures that since she's been so aggressive going after him and hasn't said anything that she must be on birth control or something, a thought that's far from his mind as the bulge of his knot emerges from his sheath and the partially swollen thing starts popping in and out of the young collie, making her yowl and moan out loudly with each forceful, insistent thrust.

Wait, he's not gonna.. She thinks for a brief moment before the conscious thoughts are once again erased by heat and raw sensation, unable to get a coherent word out between her desperately panting moans which echo in the small dorm room. Her eyes roll back in her head as the shepherd's knot tugs at her insides over and over again, the suddenly large bulb squeezing inside for the last time while her vulva closes down behind it and powerful muscles ripple all along that overly sensitive base of the shep's cock.

Rocky's hips disappear in a blurred frenzy of action, jerking the collie back and forth roughly as that fiery electric feeling shooting through her body from her loins explodes through her entire lithe frame in the most powerful climax she'd ever experienced, her body convulsing beneath the bigger dog's while the shepherd's big paw closes down over her muzzle to muffle her screaming moans and orgasmic wails. He feels her sex rippling and contracting around his canine shaft and knot with each convulsion that wracks her entire body, her hot orgasmic nectar coating his arousal held in by the bulb at the base of his cock lodged firmly within his new bitch.

The big german shepherd's heavy furred balls pull up, haunches lurching forward while low growling moans and pants escape him, paws gripping possessively around the collie's waist holding her tight before he tosses his head back and barely stifles his orgasmic howl, hips jerking erratically while his whole body jumps and starts in the throes of orgasmic bliss. Fangs bared in a snarl, he bites down firmly on the collie's nape, tugging aggressively.

The collie can feel each pulse of the shepherd's hot seed as it travels up his swollen canine length, a firm throb and twitch accompanying each spray of virile seed that rapidly floods her virile womb and latches onto her ripe ova. Each spurt is joined by a flex of the dog's hips and squeeze of his firm grasp around the collie, moaning lowly as he struggles to catch his breath, "Such a good girl.." he coos to her, soothing his less experienced partner.

As Jaine comes down from her peak she feels sudden pangs of emotion. Guilt? Uncertainty? Pride? Happiness? She knows that she's in heat with a womb full of potent athletic canine seed, a fact that both makes her feel deeply satisfied and horrified all at the same time. What was she supposed to do?

She twists her head to look up at Rocky, placing an affectionate lick on his snout while his length kept throbbing and spurting in her velvety heated tunnel, her greedy sex snugged down firmly around his cock and absolutely refusing to let go now that it's finally gotten what it wants. She figures she might as well just try to enjoy the rest of her first time for now including the tie, anything else she could try to figure out tomorrow.

With a soft yawn she looks up to the shepherd, "Guess I can sleep here tonight.. I have an early class. Any way we can get up in the bed like this?"

With a grin Rocky squeezes at the collie and smiles back at her, "Well yes but.. it's not easy. Hold on.."

YELP!