Maria's Cream Filling

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#16 of Breeding Stories

If you see the "Cream Machine" driving around your neighborhood, Rainier is just making his usual rounds to satisfy his loyal customers. In this commission for Mako, he's got a new customer to work with, but she's got quite the appetite!

Picking up Maria just down the road from her house, Rainier is unsure that the tiny feline knows what sort of trouble she's getting herself into. Confirming that his is no ordinary ice cream truck, Maria uses the secret lingo of the Trask Twins to order Rainier to stuff her mouth, her ass, and her pussy in whatever order he sees fit, with no protection.

It's a tall order, but the husky is up to the task: with a load of cum for each orifice, he makes a proper mess of the back of the truck before Maria comes up with a delightfully dangerous way to bring their fun to a close!

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The "Cream Machine" was making the usual rounds, but as the summer months drew to a close, there were always fewer customers to entertain.

Rainier wasn't worried. He and his sister were the owners of a successful business, in addition to their moonlight work as strippers...and slow seasons weren't the worst thing in the world.

Sometimes, it was nice for the husky to just be able to take a slow, leisurely drive around the neighborhood, his thoughts drifting away to what his life could have been if he decided to take up a reasonably priced house in the suburbs, the same way that Reina had.

"Probably not the best thing in the world for me to be thinking about...the last thing this neighborhood needs is someone like me fouling up the place," he murmured. "Not that I'd have any problem sitting on the porch and sipping lemonade while waving at the truck, instead of driving it around."

Knowing the secrets of the truck came along with being the man behind the wheel, but not every stop was salacious in nature.

Some of them were as innocent as they could be, and Rainier, for his part, didn't want to be the reason for the next generation of people that grew up to be strippers, even if he didn't have any shame in his occupation.

He just wanted to make sure that those who went down that path were happy, safe and healthy...and that all of his current customers left satisfied.

"First taker I've had all day," he said, as he watched a feline jog away from her front door, waving a few bills in the air. "No kids running out behind her...time to play my favorite game."

Not everyone was aware of the secrets hidden in the back of the "Cream Machine," but word was getting around some of the sketchier areas of town and the busier districts that you could get much more than an ice cream cone from the back, if the price was right.

Rainier never wanted to judge ahead of time, but he was genuinely curious every time a new customer ran up to the side of the vehicle with funds in their grasp--if they were simply in the mood for something cold and sweet--or if they were one of the people that were curious to see if the rumors were true.

"Glad you managed to catch my attention," Rainier said, stopping the vehicle in the gaps between the larger houses of the upscale neighborhood. "I was just about to take one more turn and head home for the day!"

"Lucky me; I missed you the first time that you looped around," the feline admitted. "Can't remember the last time I actually chased down an ice cream truck, honestly."

The colors of a classic Siamese were worn about the kitten with pride. She was embracing the last warm days of the year herself, with a top that stopped just above the dimple of her navel and a pair of shorts that stopped well above her knee; adorable as the outfit was, Rainier had to imagine she'd be chilled if she stood outside for too long.

"No shame in going after something you love," he replied. "And since you did catch up to me, what can I get for you?"

She was holding more money in her palm than he would have expected for a basic, ice cream order.

It was always possible that she was ordering for a house full of people, but there was already a sharpening of her smoldering, amber gaze.

"I understand if you'll need to clear out the rest of your schedule for it, but...I was hoping for a three scoop deal. Triple whipped cream... no lids."

Rainier wasn't an easy man to surprise, and in his line of work at Knots, he'd heard far more scandalous requests than that.

What he wasn't used to was seeing such a tiny feline act with such bold confidence, down to the point of using the lingo on the secret menu and ordering up something that would take up the rest of his afternoon.

"We might wanna pull away from the main drag a little bit, but if you've got that much of an appetite, I'm sure it can be arranged...were you hoping for fudge, strawberry, or vanilla, first?"

"Lemme in the back, and we'll see where the drive takes us, perhaps?"

**

Larger neighborhoods that were built around the turn of the aughts were riddled with empty lots and turnarounds that were never fully fleshed out.

Thanks to that, Rainier only had to drive a short ways away from the house, providing a better sense of security for his customer, and for himself; though the bulky husky had little to fear for his safety from someone half his size, he wanted to be sure that she was only interested in draining some of the fluids from his body.

"No way you're gonna pass a health inspection after this," Maria teased. She'd introduced herself on the way to the empty lot, and with the windows up and the doors locked, she couldn't hear anything from the outside world. "Sure hope you don't have one of those, later."

"Wouldn't have taken you up on your generous offer if I did," Rainier assured her. "You can mess the place up as much as you want."

"Good."

She'd decided on strawberries first; the lingo was easy enough to follow, with her tiny shorts on the floor of the truck and her elbows resting on a prep counter.

She left the soft, sky-blue fabric of her top upon her chest, just to give the husky one more thing to look forward to, but he wasn't able to look past the warm, delicate pink of her womanhood, already dripping and parted just slightly by the wide, eager spread of her thighs.

"You sure that you're... safe...to have that much sugar?" Rainier asked, having already done away with the lower half of his uniform. "We don't want you getting any cavities, now."

"And if I'm not?"

She was already tickling her toes over his hips and dragging her claws along the bare flesh of his rump, enticing him to come in closer.

"...You already know you're playing with fire, but you don't even care if you get burned, do you?"

"Not really worried about burning, no," Maria confessed. "Though I'm hoping you'll make me melt a few times before we're through."

For someone in such an over-sexualized profession, Rainier was still beholden to his basic desires.

It wasn't easy for him to turn down a good time, no matter how many of them he'd already had in a given week...and when a sweet, tender slice like Maria waltzed into his life and ask for one of the best items on the menu, he couldn't help getting fired up in the span of an instant.

"I do appreciate you sticking to the theme; clever, certainly," Rainier admitted. "But you don't have to be that tight with it, if you don't want to. No one's gonna hear us in here."

"Good. In that case, get over here and fuck me in the ass, already...it's cold on this prep table."

Able to dip back and forth between the adorable looking feline that she was, and the sensual creature that was hiding just under that precious surface, Maria proved that she could handle her own within minutes of climbing into the truck, but she was biting off quite a heavy helping, with Rainier standing tall above her.

The table brought her body up to just the right height for his cock to land against the naked petals of her sex, but even when she trembled under that pleasant touch, she reached down and pushed a palm against the top of his shaft.

"You sure about this? Not that I doubt you, but-

"I did pay for the triple cream special, and the customer is always right, isn't she?"

Maria was grinning all the while, keeping that expression even when the husky poured a long, chilly strand of lube down and into the pucker of her asshole.

"Just wanted to give you one more out before I turned you into a cocksleeve," Rainier claimed. "I'd ask if you wanted me to go easy on you, but...if I even offer..."

She picked up on the offered chance to speak. "Then I'll tell you to fuck my brains out, yes. Smart boy."

Their chemistry was getting on better than Rainier would have hoped for, and much to Maria's delight, the warmth of his flesh was already dipping down and into the warm, pink entrance of her tailhole as he adjusted the tapered tip of his canine manhood.

Letting the lube spill over the middle of his shaft, Rainier didn't start with a fuck: he worked the lube down and into the stretching flesh of her pucker, letting the weight of his cock do most of the work.

"I won't say that the customer is always right," Rainier finally answered the trope. "But I will say that our customers always get what they want, and I think that's even better; I'm sure you'll agree."

Trying her best to lean back and relax, Maria watched the first inches of Rainier's cock push down and in, stretching her ass with the proper girth of his canine shaft.

A smooth, easy pace allowed her to adjust to the weight with greater comfort than she expected, but sheer pressure of being penetrated by something so large was pushing a healthy volume of arousal from her folds...until she offered up a warm, slick streak of feminine ejaculate, spraying it across the hips of the husky.

"O-oh...fuck...I'm s-so sorry!" she whimpered, her toes curling and gripping at the small of his back. "I didn't mean t-to make such a mess..."

"You have no idea how many messes get made back here on a daily basis," Rainier countered, his lips curled in a knowing, familiar grin. "Just keep it coming, Maria...nothing I love more than making a pretty girl like you lose control of herself."

His first, genuine thrust came with a slow, easy rocking of the hips and a certain truth: about half of his shaft was all that the feline would be able to take without a little more time to prepare, but she'd paid for two hours of his time and three rounds of penetration.

It made sense that the first round would be the gentlest.

"Keep thrusting like that and you're g-gonna be washing messes out of the back of the truck for the rest of the..._oofuck..._o-of the day," Maria warned him. "Feels like you're gonna tear me in half, but it...f-feels so fucking good!"

For being such an adorable, tiny feline, Maria had quite the mouth on her, but Rainier was always able to appreciate a little dirty talk with his action.

Fittingly enough, he considered it the final topping of any _sundae_that he served in the back of the truck, and Maria was simply begging to be covered.

"Want it to feel even better...?"

Maria was already wincing, trying to regain some semblance of control, but as talented as she was in the bedroom, she was quickly becoming aware of just how skilled Rainier truly was.

The husky was a professional, through and through...and a fingertip was already kissing at her petals as his thumb hooked over her clit, hovering at the spot.

"Oh, I...I d-don't know if I can handle that," Maria whispered, her parted lips turning back to a nervous, but curious grin. "Plus, I didn't p-pay for that service, did I?"

Thrusting his cock deeper into the stretched feline in time with the dip of a single finger, Rainier brought Maria to the edge of a release with one pump, and the sudden, eager press of his thumb pushed her right over; the slow, wide swirls upon her most sensitive flesh took her from the peak to something that much higher.

Before she could beg him to hold steady, he started in a slow, easy pace, working the girth of his cock deeper and deeper into her ass, just enough that she could feel the weight of his knot against the tight, tiny entrance. "It's...on...t-the house," he explained, all through the grit of his fangs. "You paid good money f-for this treatment, after all!"

He could have lasted far longer than that, but feeling her inner muscles squeeze and work at his shaft with such total abandon, Rainier decided to try and keep pace with Maria's sexual appetite--he could bounce back for round two just as easily--and the unique sensation of her anal passage clutching near the base of his member was a delight too great to ignore.

Just as another streak of warm, slick ejaculate sprayed from the peak of Maria's womanhood, she expected to feel a certain emptiness...only to be absolutely flooded with cum from behind.

"Oooh, o-ooh fuck...t-that's...that's so much, Rainier...it's already leaking back out!" she cried, as if voicing the obvious would help her come to terms with the sheer flood of seed pouring over her tail, or the sight of a tiny bulge at the front of her stomach; there was no more room at the inn. "And there's s-still more? Fuck!"

Throwing her head back and bracing herself on the counter, Maria came to realize just how much she was simply along for the ride. She was grateful to Rainier for being so gentle with her, but she wanted to prove that she could keep up when he pounded into her properly, even as the flood of his cum left her weak in the knees.

"Never been bred by a canine before, have you?" he asked, his length still throbbing as he pulled it free to let Maria watch the burden of his knot, still apparent near the base of his shaft. "If I'd tied with you, I'd have been filling you for the better part of an hour."

How is he already so calm again? This guy is amazing,_she thought. _Good thing this isn't a marathon...I dunno if I'd be able to keep up for that long.

"Sounds like a dream come true, to be honest," Maria answered, speaking with a sense of clarity that she didn't properly have. "Maybe we can try that in the other hole, next?"

"...If you really think you can handle it..."

"Probably not," she replied, giggling at the idea of how much her tummy would bulge if they actually went through with it. "But if you get carried away and happen to knot my little pussy, well...perhaps I've got a little money left over for a tip."

"And that is an invitation I can't resist," Rainier confessed. "But before I go putting this in there, we'd better make sure it's nice and clean, if you catch my drift?"

**

The sink in the back doubled as a makeshift, combat shower: thanks to that, Rainier was able to properly cleanse his cock before Maria went in for her second helping.

Her mouth was struggling every bit as much as her tailhole had just minutes before, but the unique approach to the act was keeping her every bit as eager and interested--it was her first time literally being held upside down by a lover--but Rainier was tall enough that her head stopped just by the middle of his body, allowing her to suck the tip of his cock while her crotch was pulled all the way up to his muzzle.

I would have paid the full price just for this, she thought. He's so good with that tongue, and I feel so delicate in his grasp...it's such a huge turn-on, she thought. _Almost like I'm a helpless child in his grasp... I love it. _

She wasn't bucking her head too rapidly, wanting to test the limits of her stretched muzzle and her tender throat, but she was trying that much harder at the behest of Rainier's tongue. The warm, wide flesh of a canine's anatomy made for such a slick and heated surface that he could cleanse her entire mound of her juices with a single stroke, only to replace them with his spittle on the return.

That would have been enough to bring her to the brink of orgasm by itself, but true to his professional nature, Rainier was more accurate than that.

Tracing her labia up one side and back down the other, he made sure that her petals were stimulated and tender before ever giving her clit the same attention, but when he did, he kept the lucky feline guessing, skipping over the nub on some passes, and giving it firm, wide swirls of the tongue on others.

When he finally suckled at the spot and turned her womanhood into a leaking mess once more, she was giving it everything she had to try and milk the seed right out of him; it only then occurred to her that she felt like she'd been tricked into working for something that she paid for...but she was absolutely delighted with her line of work.

Damn...he's gonna make me squirt with his tongue! She thought. Can't let him get the better of me again...gotta get him off first!

Wrapping her legs tight around the back of his neck and clutching at his rump with her paws, Maria pulled her throat as far onto his shaft as she could. Her efforts were impressive enough to force a tremble into the otherwise statuesque husky, but when push came to shove, his suckling was of such a nature that she'd never contended with anything like it.

Her toes raked down his back, the feline scratching at her canine lover with the weight of her overstimulation as warm, slick cum pushed up from her womanhood. Upside down, she couldn't offer the same squirt that she had before, but as juices came up to the surface and spilled back down, she felt her own release pouring over her stomach and dripping to the underside of her chin...just in time to mingle with the second helping of paid cream.

Cum surged into the back of her throat, and desperate to prove herself, she lurched her neck forward and went for the knot...but she was only able to kiss the end of her muzzle to that thick, powerful bulge before she was forced to ease back.

Swallowing hard against the end of his length, Maria felt like a proper kitten, drinking precious milk straight from the source. No matter how she suckled, she felt another warm, thick burst of cum spreading over her tongue and coating the roof of her mouth, until she became dizzy from hanging upside down from so long.

Guess that means you win round two, she thought, and even those words were lust drunk; her internal voice wasn't free from the influence of Rainier's skill. You've won the war, but this last battle is gonna be all mine, big guy...

**

Doing anything in the front of the truck was a risky maneuver, but Maria was every bit the kinky little thing that Rainier was, in a smaller package.

"Roll up the window!"

"Nu uh."

Keeping the end of her tail on the button, Maria slapped herself down hard into the lap of the husky once more, pushing over the girth of his knot and finally welcoming it into her pussy...just in time for another customer to come up to the front window of the vehicle.

Warm, slick cum poured into her womanhood and flooded her womb with such impressive volume that the grinning feline felt as though she might burst, but nothing would wipe the smile from her face; she'd finally conquered the husky, even once.

"Welcome t-to the Cream Machine," she spoke up for Rainier, seeing the tight grit in his fangs and the desperate wince of his eyes; being knotted inside of such a tight, tiny passage was more than he could take in stride. "You'll have to come back later; we're a little tied up at the moment."