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I walk towards the glowing, neon lights of the club, 'Silicone Paw' shines on the black, concrete wall. With a slight warmth in the air, making my naked body feel all the more comfortable as I turn the corner, towards the front of the nightclub. A queue of people comes to just before the corner, it's longer than normal, they're covered by the club's roof that stretches over the bare, gravel area. The club likes to keep this area bare, allows people to see how many people want to come in, keeps up the popularity somewhat. Some of the people in the queue eye me up as I pass them, some on my cock and balls, others on the new tattoos I have covering my hips and thighs.

Peppermint swirls covering my darker markings, bordering the lighter fur of my midriff and lower legs. I even had my scent glands augmented to simulate the peppermint scent and taste, and I hope to test them out on the bouncer. This club's had more spontaneous orgies than it's had nights open, and I know the bouncers generally let people in if they get some 'relief'.

Soon enough, I find my target; the bouncer of the night is a bovine, mostly bull, but he might have a bit of dragon with his unique horns. I've seen him around the club sometimes, looks like he's gotten a purple Mohawk and a couple of loops along the bridge of his muzzle. Looks like he's had a bit of a boring night, that could work in my favour. I pad up to him, and lick my lips as I run a paw over his hips, drawing close to his bare balls and sheath.

"Hello there, big boy." I say with a sly smile, loving the clubs 'No Pants' rule.

"Alice, was wondering if you'd show up tonight." He replies gruffly, seeming a little pulled back, maybe not quite in the mood.

"Oh, and why's that?"

"You always seem to be around when the club gets boring."

"Isn't that a good thing? I get things back up to speed..." I move one of his paws around my hips, before fondling my breasts, giving him my best puppy dog eyes as I try to improve his mood. "Think I could get inside a little early?"

He smirks, picking up on my innuendo. "Mmm, I think we can fit you in."

I pull him into a kiss, it's somewhat deep, but it lacked passion. His tongue comes to mine, it's a warm dance together as we exchange saliva. We pull back after a few moments, his eyes burning with a newfound fire of lust. With a smile, I take his paw in mine, heading towards a back alley. But he doesn't move, greeting me with a devilish smile of his own.

"Hmm?" I ask wordlessly.

His eyes pierces into mine, something coming to the surface. "Not in private, I like a good crowd."

"Naughty boy," I purr, releasing his paw before padding out to the club's open area. Getting onto my knees, I raise my tail and look back, spreading a cheek with a paw. "Come and get it."

It's cheesy I know, but it is serviceable.

"Needy much?"

"Hey, I want in, you want in, why deny it?"

His cock begins to spill forth from his sheath, an undeniable rod of his lust. "Did you get these tats for me? Or do you just want people to eye you up?"

"Can't it be both? Now, shut up and do your best."

He grins as he takes his length into his paw, it's bigger than I thought, being about 12 inches of pure grade stud. Luckily enough, I like surprises, especially when it's been a while. I expect him to prep me a little, maybe not full-on musk lover, but definitely some 'lap' work. But he moves over me, his large cock grinding along the cleft of my ass, hot-dogging my butt slowly. Gulping, I bite my lip, moving both paws to the floor, ready for whatever he has planned.

"Steady there big boy, gotta be careful with a cock like that." I look back at him, trying not to show the slight worry on my maw. Despite loving the bigger guy, I do prefer to be the more dominant one. His cock grinds up against my asshole, almost entering my tight depths before aiming further down. He doesn't speak as he shoves his length into my pussy, uncaring and primal as he hits my cervix on his first thrust. About a third of his cock is still outside of my pussy, a wonder on how he kept it secret until now. A length this big would be the talk of the town. Pain shoots through my folds as I take too much cock at once. "AHHH! Oh fuck! You're! You're really thick!"

He pulls out with a moan, grunting on the return, spearing me on his giant cock, not making any other sound while he claims my hole. My fingers grip the ground, hurting my pads slightly as he continues to ram his length into my body. Gritting my teeth as he grabs my wrists, moving my arms up to reveal my armpits to the crowd. Was he trying to make me feel even more exposed? Because it's bloody working.

"Oh fuck! You're too big!" I call out, feeling my body clench and tremble around him.

He thrusts even harder into my body, slamming against my cervix without mercy. It sends jolts of pained pleasure up through my body, a feeling of fire building up from my core. He's relentless in fucking me, becoming faster and harder every time he hits my deepest parts. Grabbing both of my wrists with just one paw, the bouncer slaps my ass with his free one, before taking a grab for my neck. Pushing my face against the ground, the bovine finally hits full speed, ramming into me without any limit.

"Oh-oh-oh g-god! I d-don't know... i-if I c-can take... a-anymore..." I try to say, my pussy clenching with every thrust in. "Sl-slow down!"

He keeps me pinned down and continues to fuck me, unbearable big and feral in nature. I'm at his whim, all just to enter the nightclub. I hate that it turns me on, I hate the erection between my legs. If I didn't have it, I could at least tell myself that it's all just to skip payment. But with it slapping against my belly, dribbling my pre onto the ground, I must face it.

Turning my maw away, I look up at the queue of people, finding all of them staring at us. Some of them pleasure themselves, while one or two couples are in sweet embrace. I'm jealous of them, having passion and love within the lust base. Maybe I just want this to be more than a cheap fuck? But, like the calm after the storm, his approaching orgasm is undeniable. Moving his paw from my neck, to beside my head, his muzzle coming to my ear.

"Get ready..." He whispers, the only words he's said since being inside me, giving me a warning.

"It's... t-too much!" I respond, rolling my eyes back into my skull, my mind being overcome with the sensations between my legs. His body pushes down on me, keeping me in place as I feel his length seems to grow inside me. Biting my lip, he pushes past my cervix, pain shoots through my body as he begins cumming into directly into my womb. "AHH! Too! Deep!"

His cock overpowers me, filling my body with his essence as his grunts and breaths of exertion wash over my neck. Within seconds, he fills my womb and begins to stretch my insides, pressure from my insides builds, pushing out from my lower abdomen. I growl as the act continues; a bulb of hot liquid bulges my fur covered skin. My folds are tight around his cock, and my cervix's vice like keeps his seed inside me. Glad I'm on the pill, I just lay under him as he claims my body.

He jerks with each spurt inside me, slowing down as time moves on. When he's finally finished, he stays still for a few moments, panting heavily over me. Time has no relevance to me while under him, just the throbbing of his cock inside my over-fucked insides. His heat drips down onto my back, before he tugs his cock out of my folds.

His seed spurts out of my folds once the makeshift plug is taken away, covering the ground in his essence. The bulge slowly goes away as the hot, thick liquid is expelled from me. My faculties finally return to me, now that I'm not being used as his sex toy. Heaving deeply in long, drawn out breaths, finally feeling just how sore my body is after the session.

"Shit... sorry for the mess, love. Been a long night, and you're the first queue skipper. You can head on in, when you're ready." He has a cock grin on his face, making me properly dislike the fucker.

I glare up at him as I roll onto my back, feeling the warm liquid pour from me, putting a paw onto my lower abdomen. "You're... you're a fucking prick."

"And you love it." He returns to his post, not even giving me a cloth.

I do my best to get to my feet, my legs wobbly with each step. His seed shoots back out of me with the unintentional pressure put on my insides as I move, finally glad that most of it's out of me. As I walk, I try to clean my fur up. Luckily the ground was dry, so all I had to do is brush the grit out of my fur, at least as well as I could with my fingers. Heading inside, I manage to get my fur somewhat presentable.

The loud music blared in my ears as I pad through the entry corridor, taking the side door into the main club. Instinctively aiming towards the bar. When drawing closer, a familiar figure lies over the counter, her curves lit up by bright, colourful lights. Jessica looks up at me and smiles, her clawed hand running over her nude body. Her fox and raptor heritage giving her a unique visual. Pale orange fur covers her body, outside of her inner thighs, along her belly, to the under half of her muzzle, which is bare, reptilian skin. Bright green and blue highlights run along her pale fur in speckles, even covering her thick tail.

"Hey there, Fox Girl." She purrs out, groping my balls once I stand in front of her.

"Mmm, hey Jessica... oh fuck, having a good night, are we?" I moan out, putting a paw onto her flank, gripping the soft fur.

"Now that you're here, my favourite customer."

"Let me get a drink in me and I may give you a treat"

Jessica looks up at the lion bartender and signs the words 'Bloody Mary' to him. The man is lean, in a skimpy uniform: a tuxedo style vest, finished with a pink bow tie, and a tight pair of black trousers. He's definitely a newer hire. He looks at me before looking back at her, giving a nod, beginning to mix the drink. The entire staff knows basic sign language, basically just the menus, it allows more inclusiveness and works in loud areas.

"You know the deal, cum before he finishes, and it's double." She smiles and winks, opening her maw before taking my length into her maw.

"Oh Jess, your maw is always the best part of the club." I run a paw across her cheek, my fingers glide through her soft fur. Jessica always knew what she wanted, what her body needed. Which is why she works at the club; she's a 'Patron Service Member'. A deal made with the owner allows her free range of the floor, as long as the patrons agree, she can do anything she wants.

Working her maw across my length, Jessica moves a paw to my folds, sinking into my cum slick pussy. She looks up at me, raising an eyebrow.

"The... the doorman wanted payment, haven't had chance to... clean up."

Jessica moans out a response, barely audible over the music.

"He wasn't too rough..."

Again, she moans out her response.

"I do like some roughness," I smile, clenching my thighs slightly as I try to stop the building need between my legs. "He's... he needed some relief, and I wanted in."

Jessica pulls away from the blowjob and rests her maw against my striped fur, sniffing at my scent. "Hmm... seems like you need a personal touch. He's not a bad guy, he's just a douche when he fucks."

"I'm ok Jess..."

She looks over to the bartender, sitting up. "Thomas, put the it on my tab. And bring it up to Booth 12, please."

Getting off the counter, Jessica pulls me away from the bar. A few of the customers eye me up as we work through them, a few on my bust, some focused on my ass, just like the queue outside. But this time it doesn't quite have the same light this time though. We head up a set of side stairs, coming to the smaller 1st floor section that stands over the entry corridor. Finding a booth overlooking the main dance area and bar. Two couches face each other, a long table held between them. As we get to the booth, Jessica puts her paws on my shoulders, looking into my eyes.

"Are you ok sweetie?" Jessica asks softly.

"I said... I'm fine."

"Alice."

I'm a little taken aback by the tone in her voice, a single word working through me. Crossing my arms around my bust, I look into her eyes. "I... he didn't even sniff my swirls... I even had my scent glands augmented."

"Is that the only problem?"

"Well, he... he is bigger than I'm used to, and with the roughness..."

"Ah, that sort of thing."

"Mmm..."

Jessica sighs, knowing better than to judge me over something so seemingly small. "Well, lay down on a couch, back up."

"Why?"

"Just lay down, let me do the rest." I do as she says, my stomach pressing against the booth's seat, as my butt presents to the corridor. When I look back at Jessica, she grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them, eyeing my winking hole with lust. "Hmmm, how could he pass up a chance at this glorious thing?"

"Nnng, Jess, it's not that good." I whimper out, feeling my cock throb at the compliment.

"Oh, it is, and you love it." Her finger trails my folds and gathers a trail of my liquid lust, giving it a taste with a moan of satisfaction. "Mmm, can taste the Peppermint."

"Can... can you smell it?"

"What was that?"

"Please, sniff my musk! I need it!" I beg her before biting my lip.

With a chuckle, she moves her nose to my left butt cheek, sniffing my fur softly. She travels around my butt, smelling my musk along the way. Focusing on the less aromatic areas first, she then goes to my cleft, making sure I feel her take in my scent. My paws grip the fabric in need, my legs tighten with each intake of breath.

"Oh fuck... Jess, that's a good girl. Fuck! Sniff my swirls!" I cry out, my eyes going wide before burying my muzzle into the seat, my paws go to cover my face.

Jessica pulls away and gives me a look. "Hey, Alice?"

I look back at her, a blush growing on my cheeks. Which only grows when I notice the bartender had come with our drinks. He... he definitely heard me. "Yeah...?"

"You bet your tail I'm going to sniff your swirls." She smirks, going back into my musk centre, sniffing my mint scent.

My drink is placed down on the table next to me, when the lion pulls his paw away, I grab it and look up at him. "Hey... Thomas, right?"

"Yeah, I-I started two weeks ago."

"Think you could stay a little? There are others working tonight, right?"

"Y-yeah, there are." He looks a little apprehensive, but not unwilling.

"Just, just let me keep a hold of you Thomas, is that ok?"

He takes a moment before nodding, bending down slightly so I can grab more of his arm. I bring his appendage between my breasts, holding his limb tight like a teddy bear. The blush on his cheeks is really cute, if I didn't have a maw against my ass, I'd pounce him and give him a good time. Is this the first time he'd been like this with a girl? He's young and fairly handsome, I doubt it. But... maybe I could have fun with this.

I play up the pleasure, not by much, that I get from having my musk sniffed, trembling softly. "Oh fuck, Thomas... she feels so good!"

"S-sure..." He gulps, looking away.

Jessica begins licking my folds as she continues to sniff me, seeming to get what I'm doing.

"O-oh fox! Thomas! Thomas, she's so good!" My eyes travel to the lion's groin, finding him fully hard, his length straining against his fur tight shorts.

"A-Alice... what are you...?"

I look up at him with the old puppy dog eyes. "I'm a naughty little fox... could you please help me?"

"I... I..." He tries to say, gulping as his ears fold back.

"It'll feel good, trust me."

Thomas slowly brings himself towards me, slow, but steady. When in range, I press my nose against his bulge sniffing as deep as possible. His spicy musk fills my lungs, making me moan in response as I breath out. He smells delightfully like lion: a mixture of sand, pinewood, and a sunny breeze. Another sniff makes me shiver, my mind being taken over by lust.

"Oh Thomas... you haven't had chance to cum for a while, have you?"

"Nnng..." he doesn't say anything, but gives a small nod of agreement.

"Well, how about we change that?" I ask unzipping his trousers teasingly slow, revealing he's been going commando. "Oh my, were you waiting for me?"

"I wasn't... I didn't know..."

I look up him with a grin, my nose pressing against his sweat tinged nutsack as I take another breath. "But you were hoping, weren't you? That a sexy young thing would service you."

His blush deepens at this, covering his mouth with his paws. With another, long, drawn out sniff of his balls, I roll out my tongue and move it upwards, from musky fur to the leaky tip of his pink cock. The taste of lion is new to me, but damn, I can more than get used to it. Giving his tip a kiss, I lock my lips around his sheath, my tongue wrapping around it and drawing the length out into my maw. His moans of pleasure are like music to my ears, pushing me further.

Jessica continues to pleasure me as she sniffs my hole with equal amount of bliss. Her tongue laps up my folds, making sure I'm putty in her paws. Moving her muzzle deeper into my cleft, she rams her tongue as deep as possible, snaking up my love canal. I moan out around Thomas' cock, moving my paws to his butt cheeks before gripping them tightly, kneading them as well as I can.

"Oh Alice..." Thomas whimpers out, his legs trembling, almost buckling under his own weight.

The taste of his salty pre pours down my throat, making me moan softly as I gulp it down. I wrap my arms around his hips, moving my paws to the opposite butt cheeks, holding the poor lion up as best I can. His upper body seems to fall forward, his paws going to the backrest to steady himself, shivering uncontrollably. I make it a point to watch his body, gauging how close his impending orgasm is. When I feel his balls begin to tighten up against his body, I put my paws onto his inner thighs and begin to push him away. With a 'plop', his cock leaves my maw just in time, his pink length throbbing manically.

"Why... why'd you stop?" He calls out, looking down at me.

"Hush kitty, I don't want you to blow just yet. Keep your cream for now," I purr. Looking back at Jessica, I pat her head softly. "Hey, I think I'm wet enough..."

The hybrid pulls away, her lips glossy with my lust before she licks them clean. "I... I think I'll need a repeat visit."

"You will sweetie, just... just let me enjoy this treat." I turn back to Thomas, moving his booty onto the seat. Taking a moment to enjoy the sight of the huffy, blushing lion, looking up at me in need. I kneel over him, a leg on either side of his.

"Alice... please... I need you..." Thomas moans, biting his lips while he looks over my body, hunger and need plastered on his face.

"Hail to the king, baby." I respond, sliding down his cock, grinding my folds against his crotch fur.

His paws go around me and he buries his muzzle into my neck, sniffing at my musk before whimpering into my ear. Bring my own paws to his ass, gripping his cheeks tightly before pulling him up my length, forcing him back down with a grunt. We fuck on the couch, wrapped up together as Jessica moves around us, looking down between my legs.

"Mmm, you're working up quite a sweat, aren't you?" She purrs with a lick of her lips, not speaking particularly to either of us.

"There's... there's a solution to that." I grin at her, spreading Thomas' ass. "Wanna be on clean up duty?"

"Do you even need to ask?" She's breathless, and can barely keep herself away while she talks, diving into the lion's ass once the words are out of her maw. Thomas groans out as his ass gets eaten out, his cock throbbing within my wet hold. He shifts and bites his lip as he looks up at me, need and lust, mixed together with a twinge of uncertainty.

"First time getting attention back there?" I ask him, a soft grin on my maw.

"Yeah, i-it feels weird... but good." He responds, huffing softly.

I bring him into a hug, letting his head rest between my breasts. "Don't worry, kitty. Let momma worry about that."

A moan of pleasure escapes while I ride his cock, feeling his need come to the surface. He's not gonna last much longer, his balls over full with his fertile seed, and I want it all to myself. I move my body up and down with increasing vigour, grunting with every slam down onto his kitty cock. His paws go to my ass, gripping my tattooed fur as his fingers running through my new stripes. He massages my ass cheeks, finding a particular weak spot of mine.

Our movements work together to push ourselves closer to bliss. My body is more than just a plaything for him, it's something to worship, to pleasure, to take care of. With every movement, comes a familiar sensation of pleasure, one's that I can control as much as I want. Not that I need to be in much control with Thomas, everything he does seems to have some level of question to it, small stops here and there, a light grab before tightening his grip. A finger grazing my tail hole makes me fling my head back and gasp, sighing in pleasure.

"Thomas... d-do that again..." I tell him, moaning out softly. It takes a moment to get what I mean, but soon enough, his finger grazes my wrinkled hole again. Another moan escapes my lips as I move them down to meet the top of his ear. "Put it in... finger my ass!"

And that, he does. Pushing his index finger into my depths, finding minimal resistance against his efforts. Moving his digit deeper into my hole, he spreads my ring out slightly. He quickly finds my prostate, pressing up against it, making me moan out. This lets the feline know he's found his target, running his padded tip against my sensitive, internal button.

I grit my teeth in an attempt to keep myself from being too loud. This is soon nulled by a tongue against the bottom of my folds. Jessica worships the parts of my body she can get to, pushing me closer to the edge. As my body is taken over by pleasure, Thomas takes over and begins to thrust into my body, letting me just enjoy the bliss.

I can feel my orgasm build inside me, Thomas' own body seeming to do the same. "Fuck Thomas! Give me... give me your cream! That's it! I! I can feel it coming!"

I love the way men like Thomas come to the edge, most try so hard to keep it away, to prolong it for as long as possible. But the end comes all too soon, and the same is true for the lion. Soon enough, I let out deep, bestial groans of purse pleasure with each slam of my hips. Wordlessly begging, no, ordering him to breed me, to claim me as his own.

A familiar sensation overpowers me as my body clamps down around him, instincts overwhelming my mind. A hot, thick gush of feminine juices gush between my legs, as my cock throbs and gushes my seed over the lion's chest. Quivering around his length, my pussy milks the hot, rigid rod of lion goodness. My juices shoot between our legs and over his chest, filling the area with my musk, making me smell nothing else.

As my orgasm slows down, he is pushed over the edge; he grips my ass tightly and push me down, meeting his base as the first stream of seed gushes into me. I pull up slightly, and he pulls me back down with every shot of cum into my womb. He breaths in my scent as he rides out his orgasm, going from moans to whimpers as he empties his balls into my body. The process of mating, of carnal breeding is bliss for me, when it's done correctly. Thomas seems to get it, letting me take control, but knowing when to take the initiative.

As his thrusts wain, and my body comes down from my own high, his face moves out from my cleavage. It seems to finally hit him what actually happened. But before he has time to react, I pull him back against my boobs, smiling while he breaths heavy and laboured against my fur. His warmth and body feels amazing against me, a weird sense of calm replaces the heightened bliss

"Shhh, breath through your nose, it'll help control your breathing." I move my lips to his ear, toning down my voice to a whisper. "And give you reason to drink in my scent."

He gives out a small moan before breathing through his nose, moaning again at the musk that fills his lungs.

"That's a good boy," Jessica says as she moves up from his backside, wiping her maw. "Fuck guy's musky when he fucks."

"Lucky day for you then."

"You bet, I've always kinda wondered what he smelled like."

"Come here," I mutter as I bring Jessica close to me, pressing my lips against hers. The lion's hot scent hits me, both on my tongue and through my nose as I kiss her. It's spicier and deeper than I thought possible, it pushes me deeper into the make-out session. Licking and lapping at her tongue to get a deeper taste. Jessica pulls me out of the kiss before I can get my fill, leaving me a huffing mess.

"Gotta leave you wanting more."