Foxing Jesse
#2 of new folder...
The sequel/chapter to Dogging Jesse. I might have rushed it a little but it was fun to write!
Hope you enjoy! Please rate/comment. ^^
There was nothing Jesse could do. Though she made a reflexive, desperate effort to pull away, the Rottweiler's knot was thick and held fast inside of her stretched cunt, and pulling against its mass only caused discomfort. Rocky had tied with her securely, and he would not release until he had finished filling her with his seed; every few moments that passed sent another surprisingly hot jet spurting against her inner walls. The approaching figure whose footsteps she could hear on the concrete floor outside the stall would soon see her locked in this shameful position-ass-to-ass with a heavily panting and satisfied feral dog. The anthro greyhound lowered her head between her forearms and closed her eyes against the tears of embarrassment that were forming.
As embarrassed as Jesse was, it was comparable only to the surprise that Russ felt when he turned the corner and saw her. It was chance that brought the anthro red fox this way. Normally he wouldn't have passed through this field on his way home, but he had been in the other field with the neighbor's daughter and this route was quickest from there. He had heard the ecstatic whines and orgasmic howl of someone in the barn and had hoped to sneak up on a mating couple for a prank. Instead it seemed a prank had been pulled on him.
"Whoa," he finally managed to utter as he gazed upon the Rottweiler and the anthro greyhound. "Uh. Wow."
The greyhound's head rose from the blanket upon which she was crouched and when she turned to look at him, he recognized her face from school. It was only a passing recognition, the sort afforded when one has seen a person many times before but has never spoken with them. The greyhound looked rightfully upset to have been caught this way, but when she saw him and also recognized who he was, her expression twisted into abject horror.
"Oh God!" she yelped. "This- this isn't what it looks like, I swear! I didn't want this to happen but he was too strong and I couldn't stop him, and I just-"
Russ regained his composure quickly and a sly smile curled up the corners of his lips. He leaned against the stall's entrance and crossed his arms.
"You didn't, huh?" he snickered. "'Cause it sure sounded like you were enjoying yourself."
The greyhound's eyes suddenly narrowed and her ears flattened in anger. "This isn't funny. I didn't want this, it just happened, okay? And if you tell anyone about this, I'll tell about you and Hannah."
Hannah was the doe Russ had left satisfied in the field not long ago, and he raised an eyebrow at the mention of her name.
"What would you know about that?" he asked, unperturbed.
"I saw you in the field," she responded. "Pretty sure her dad wouldn't like to hear about that."
Russ raised his hands peaceably, grinning. "All right, all right, calm down. Wasn't planning on telling anyone about you and Rover. I'd be a damn hypocrite if I did."
The greyhound relaxed at this assurance and lowered her head to the blanket again with a soft sigh of relief. Russ took the opportunity to move closer, stroking the Rottweiler's head as he approached. All the while Rocky stood patiently, tongue lolling as he waited out the tie.
"What's your name?" he asked of her as he crouched nearby, hand resting on the Rottweiler's back.
"Jesse."
"Russ."
The fox tilted his head to examine the tie. Jesse's vulva was bulging from the massive knot it contained and the lips glistened with a mixture of her own juices and the minuscule portion of cum that had managed to leak out of her rapidly filling passage. At this distance he could smell that she was in heat and he realized how she had gotten into this situation. The sight and the smell were tantalizing, Russ had to admit.
"He's got you good, Jesse," the fox observed gently. "Figure he's got a little while before he starts to go soft." He smiled. "Kinda reminds me of my first time with a feral bitch."
Jesse's head snapped up and she gazed wide-eyed at him over her shoulder.
"You- ?"
Russ laughed. "It's more common than you think, at least with us males. Couple guys I know've lost their virginity to a feral bitch. When you're in the middle of puberty and full of raging hormones and your friend's dog or your dog's in heat, you can't help wondering what it'd be like, y'know? And then one day you find yourself alone with her and nobody's gonna catch you so you think 'why not?' Next thing you know, you're balls-deep and blowing your load in a four-legged bitch. 'Course, I've never heard of it happening with an anthro female and a feral dog but it wouldn't surprise me. It's not like you can get pregnant, right?"
The more he talked, the more he noticed Jesse relax until she smiled weakly.
"You're sure I can't get pregnant?" she asked.
"Nah. All those stories you hear about ferals knocking up anthros and anthros knocking up ferals are urban legends."
Jesse let out a soft, short laugh of relief. "Thanks, Russ. I ... really needed to hear this."
The fox grinned and patted her shoulder lightly. "No problem."
Suddenly the Rottweiler shifted forward and tugged his knot against Jesse's abused opening. She gasped and yelped quietly at the unexpected jerk, but Russ was quick to reassure her.
"It's all right, just relax," he murmured, stroking her back and thigh. "He's just testing to see if he can get loose yet. He'll settle."
Sure enough, once Rocky realized that his cock was still snug inside the greyhound's tight sex, he stopped moving and resumed standing with tongue lolling. Jesse relaxed again, and Russ continued to brush his hand over her thigh. Her short fur felt good under his hand, and the smell of her heat was overpowering from this distance. Of course he was no feral animal to be ruled by instincts, unlike the Rottweiler, but the scent still had an arousing effect, and seeing the greyhound like this doubled that effect. The fox could already feel the faint stirrings of need in his sheath, fortunately hidden by the shorts he wore.
"So tell the truth," he said as he casually grazed his fingers up Jesse's inner thigh. "You liked getting fucked by this dog, didn't you?"
The greyhound hesitated, and he could hear her breath catch softly in her nostrils as his fingers slid ever upward. After a moment she quietly confessed: "Not at first. It hurt at first, but after that I ... I felt so good." She smiled sheepishly. "You heard me, huh?"
"Yeah, I did," chuckled Russ. His fingerpads found her stretched nether lips, and the touch caused Jesse to shiver with delight. "Shouldn't be long before he starts going soft, feels like." As he began to reluctantly withdraw his fingers, they brushed against the stiff nub of flesh that he knew to be her clitoris, and the greyhound gasped. Grinning, the fox began to gently massage it.
"If you're anything like me, you're probably wondering what it's like to have an anthro now that you've had a feral fucking," he remarked.
Jesse hesitated again before she nodded, and a particularly deft pass of his fingers caused her to whimper. Russ could feel her flex and pulse beneath his fingerpads, signalling her enjoyment of his attentions-and she was not the only one benefiting. The fox's shorts would soon become uncomfortable for his growing erection; he could already feel the fabric against the tip of his cock as it slid from his sheath.
"Once Rover here pops outta you, I could flip you over on your back and give you a demonstration," he offered. "I know you're in heat, but it's your first time with an anthro so I doubt you'd get pregnant."
There was more hesitation in the part of the greyhound, longer this time, but as his fingers continued to ply her bud and her tongue began to loll from the pleasure, she whined out a "yes". That was all the signal Russ needed. With his free hand he undid the fly on his shorts and wriggled out of them with all the skill afforded his lean, athletic form. Jesse whimpered a protest when he had to briefly take his hand away from pleasuring her in order to slip out of his T-shirt, but he returned to her immediately and she sighed.
As soon as he was naked, Russ used his free hand to begin working his sheath back and forth over his growing length, building its stiffness for its upcoming adventure. It took him a moment to realize that Jesse was watching this over her shoulder with rapt attention, and he grinned at her.
"Wanna play with this?" he asked, indicating his cock, which was already halfway out of his cream-furred sheath.
The greyhound nodded, and Russ shuffled over to kneel in front of her. He couldn't continue his ministrations to her clit from this angle, but the way she was eying his emerging length, he knew she didn't care. Jesse ran her fingers hungrily over his thick sheath and warm balls, exploring the contours and the way the flesh and skin moved under her touch. The fox sighed lustily at the feeling of her warm fingerpads discovering his cock. She was inexperienced, of course, but she was a fast learner. When he grunted in discomfort at her unlubricated fingers gripping his shaft directly, she instead wrapped her fingers around his sheath and began to move it back and forth over his rod. It glided easily along his length, just as it was meant to, and when she added pressure he began to pant. When she experimentally licked it, he let out a soft whine, and she continued to drag her soft, wet tongue up along his throbbing shaft.
His cock grew thicker and longer under these attentions until finally Russ reached down and guided her fingers to pull his sheath down past the bulging base, revealing his knot. It was still small, not yet having the incentive to swell, but the rest of him was fully erect and ready to take her. It was then that the greyhound froze. Rocky was struggling against the tie again, but this time he didn't cease immediately. Russ knew it was time.
Jesse whined and yelped, gripping the blanket hard as the fox shuffled over to her side and gently took hold of the base of the Rottweiler's softening knot. Murmuring encouragingly to both Jesse and the dog, he began to ease the pair apart. The greyhound's cunt stretched almost impossibly, hesitant to give up its prize, before the glistening red flesh of the dog's knot began to slip free. All the while Jesse whimpered, but Russ recognized the sound as one of pleasure. She was enjoying the separation almost as much as she had enjoyed the fucking.
Another centimeter of knot appeared from between her folds, followed by a small trickle of cum. Then another centimeter and another, until finally with a sloppy pop and a sharp yelp from the greyhound, Rocky broke free and stumbled a few feet away. His enormous cock hung loose and heavy between his hind legs, and he immediately dropped onto his flank and bent to soothe it with his tongue while its stiffness ebbed.
Jesse, meanwhile, shuddered mightily as a good portion of the cum that had been trapped within her gushed out and dribbled onto the blanket beneath her. She toppled onto her side with a soft groan of both relief and yearning, then she rolled onto her back and lay there panting as she recovered from her ordeal. Russ looked between her and the Rottweiler with a grin.
"That looked like fun," he chuckled as he slid his body over Jesse's. "This'll be fun, too."
But the greyhound put her hands forbiddingly on his stomach, shaking her head. Now that she was no longer trapped in a lusty haze, her senses had returned and the dangers of this coupling were glaringly apparent.
"I'm in heat," she protested, "and if I got pregnant, my parents would kill me."
"Shhh." Russ nuzzled her chin reassuringly. "It's your first time, remember? Nobody gets pregnant their first time."
As he spoke, he lowered his hips slightly so that the tip of his cock brushed against the waiting folds of her sex. Jesse shuddered at the touch and instinctively let her legs hang open a little further, even while she kept her hands pressed against his abdomen.
"If you're really worried, I promise I won't tie with you," the fox assured soothingly. "I'll pull out. You can't get pregnant if I don't cum in you."
Of course there was still a risk, but the insistent, tantalizing feel of his cock teasing at her folds and Jesse's own demanding estrus were incentive enough to overlook it. After a moment or two of thought, she slid her hands up to rest on the fox's shoulders and she nodded her consent.
"Not too fast," she pleaded, remembering the pain of Rocky's first entry.
Russ licked her muzzle warmly as he settled himself into a more comfortable position. "I won't."
True to his word, the fox split her slowly. Sliding into her outer lips was easy as there was no resistance, but her tight entrance was another matter. He had to exert a little more forward pressure, but his entry was smooth thanks to her readiness and the lubrication of her prior lover. As he pressed himself inside of her, Jesse gave no protest or indication of pain; on the contrary, she gasped softly in delight as he eased the entirety of his length into her well-used pussy.
Once he reached his knot, Russ stopped pushing in and began to pull back, only to slip forward again in a gentle rhythm. Each thrust garnered a gasp from the greyhound as he fucked her slowly, a sharp contrast to the pounding she had received from the feral Rottweiler. She had enjoyed the dog in the end, of course, but this time she was able to relish each movement and appreciate the fox's cock in new ways. It also wasn't like Rocky's in that Russ was already fully erect, whereas Rocky had grown hard while he was inside of her.
Just as Jesse was beginning to lose herself in this kinder mating, Russ felt a weight on his back and grunted. The greyhound's eyes opened to see Rocky mounting the fox as he had mounted her earlier.
"Rocky, no!" she admonished, but the fox only laughed, tucking his tail to protect himself from the dog's questing thrusts.
"It's okay," he uttered, withdrawing his cock and moistening his fingers on her slickened sex. "He just wants in on the action." Once the Rottweiler had hopped off, Russ applied the natural lubricant generously to his tailhole, much to Jesse's surprise.
"What are you doing?" she demanded. "You're not going to let him do that, are you?"
"Wouldn't be the first time I bent over for a feral dog," the fox retorted with a grin.
The greyhound could only stare in wonder as Rocky stuffed his nose under the fox's tail and sniffed and licked, detecting the smell of Jesse's heat and his own cum on Russ's tailhole. Unperturbed, Russ split her again with one easy stroke, bringing her attention sharply back to him.
"Don't worry about it," he murmured, licking her muzzle. "I'm adventurous, and it's better if he fucks me than you, 'cause you feel too good for me to stop now."
Jesse relaxed at these words and let out a pleased whimper as the fox resumed his steady rhythm. The more he pumped in and out of her, the more she felt her climax building. She barely noticed when the Rottweiler mounted Russ again; the fox didn't let Rocky's insistent dry humping interrupt his own hips, though he did lift his brushy tail to allow the dog access. Russ could see why the greyhound had difficulty fighting off the feral dog; those forelimbs were strong, and the young Rottweiler was eager.
As Jesse enjoyed his cock, Russ felt her inner walls flexing and rippling around it, welcoming and coaxing him to release. He was soon panting and groaning from the immense pleasure as her pussy suckled him, and his thrusts gained speed as he was driven closer to orgasm. The urge to push his knot past her gripping entrance and properly feed her thirsty womb arose, and once or twice he even accidentally slammed it inside of the greyhound, but each time his knot slipped past her opening, Jesse yelped, and he was always quick to pop out again before the gland swelled.
As the fox's pace quickened, Rocky's desperation to ram his cock into that tempting tailhole grew. He was not used to mounting other males except in dominance, and the odd anatomy was foreign to him. Still, the scent of estrus was everywhere, and surely there must be an orifice for him to plunge into. He mounted and dismounted several times as the fox and greyhound's lustful panting and whimpering filled the barn, but it wasn't until the fifth time that anything happened.
As the Rottweiler's weight and hopeful thrusts were felt on his back again, Russ moved his hips just right and felt the tip of the dog's cock prod at his tailhole. Rocky's movements immediately became less broad and more purposeful as each subsequent prod hit the mark. The fox knew what was coming next, and he willfully pressed his ass back into the dog's next push.
With a powerful surge, Rocky rammed himself in to the hilt. The pounding was so strong that Russ was slammed forward into Jesse, who yelped as the fox's knot again violated her all-too-willing cunt. This time, however, Russ couldn't pull free immediately due to the savage mating he was receiving from the Rottweiler. The greyhound tried to protest and tried to wriggle free, but Russ was too heavy, especially with the added weight of Rocky atop him. Jesse yelped loudly in alarm as she felt the fox's knot swelling, the force of the Rottweiler's eager thrusts rattling through Russ and causing his cock to push forward and pull back slightly within her.
By the time Russ recovered from Rocky's entrance, he was locked solidly within Jesse, but he was so overwhelmed with the pleasure of his knot trapped in her tight pussy and the Rottweiler's knot swelling in his tailhole that he didn't care. He began to ferociously pound the greyhound in time to the rutting dog on his back, howling his ecstasy to the barn's lofty ceiling.
And the feel of that vulpine knot tugging and growing inside her, was too good for Jesse to dwell on what she knew might result when Russ began to come. Her yelps and sharp, high-pitched whines of pleasure joined his own cries as she felt the wild mating of two males atop her. She was the first to orgasm; she bucked her hips up into the fox and arched her back with a loud, throaty howl that she was sure rattled the rafters. The continued pounding she received as she came kept her orgasm going for a while, and then another built and broke in its wake until she was clawing desperately at the straw, feeling like she would explode.
Each wave caused her walls to clamp down on the fox's knot, and this coupled with the thick hot flesh beating against his prostate soon had Russ roaring as he began to fill the greyhound with his seed. Again and again and again he washed her womb with ropes of his own fertile spunk, thicker than Rocky's and milkier in color. His own thrusting ebbed and he collapsed atop the greyhound as the Rottweiler continued to mercilessly fuck him, his panting heavy in the fox's ear. Each slam of the dog's knot on Russ's prostate sent another jet into Jesse until he was sure he had filled every nook and cranny of her eager womb. He prayed she was really not as fertile as she could be; he had never impregnated a female during her first time, but he was certain this might be the exception.
Finally Rottweiler's thrusting halted, and Russ felt the first of many hot jets of dog cum splatter inside his ass. Rocky sprawled over the fox's back, his thick ribcage heaving and his tongue leaving a trail of drool in Russ's red fur as he panted. Jesse, too, finally came down from her orgasm and lay dazed beneath the fox, staring glassily into his eyes with her own tongue flopping out the side of her mouth as she gulped in air. Russ allowed himself to relax atop her and grinned, his own tongue lolling from the effort.
"That was fun," he uttered breathlessly. "God, you feel so good, both of you."
Jesse smiled languidly, but the expression faded into one of fear. They were tied together, of course, and she could feel a strange warmth from the seed the fox had emptied and continued to occasionally squirt into her amply fertile belly.
"Oh God," she gasped. "I'm dead. I'm so dead."
Russ licked her muzzle tenderly, trying to be reassuring, even as he knew her fear was justified. "Shhh. It's okay. Don't panic, it may not take this time. Like I said, it's your first time. I've never gotten anyone pregnant on their first time, and trust me I've fucked plenty of females."
But the greyhound was trembling and she clung to him tightly, burying her face into his neck.
"But what if it takes?" she asked. "I'm not ready for this."
"Look, it's my fault," murmured Russ. "So whatever happens, I swear I'll do right. You won't be alone. We'll work it out together, okay?"
Jesse nodded slightly, unsure how helpful he could be, but it was better than nothing.
It was then that Rocky, satisfied, began to struggle off of the fox's back, and Russ let out a soft yip as the Rottweiler turned around, still locked deep inside. The pull of the dog's knot caused Russ's knot to pull slightly inside Jesse, but she had grown so used to the sensation that it felt only pleasant. She sighed and nuzzled the fox's chin warmly.
"That was fun," she admitted, allowing herself to relax and not think about what might occur down the road. "I never expected my first time to be like this."
"That was definitely the most fun I've ever had," Russ chuckled, grinning. "Even if lots of anthros get their first experiences from a feral animal, not too many of them wanna admit it, or even admit that they liked it. I've never fucked an anthro and a feral at the same time."
"You sure sound experienced for someone who isn't much older than I am," Jesse teased, licking his nose affectionately.
"Told you I'm adventurous."
"Well, maybe I am, too," said Jesse.
Russ grinned again, a wide and cunning expression that he seemed rather fond of. "Well, if you are, I'd love to meet you and your dog here again tomorrow. We could get up to all sorts of mischief." He shook his head when he noticed her face falling. "We'll be more careful this time. Wouldn't wanna risk anything if you're not already ..." He trailed off, not wanting to say the word as though it might jinx things.
"Okay," Jesse agreed, her smile returning. "But he isn't my dog. I don't know whose he is."
Russ glanced over his shoulder at the panting Rottweiler still locked inside him. "Guess he's mine, now. I'll take him home and bring him here again tomorrow. 'Cause I haven't seen him fuck you, yet, and that sounds like it could be fun, too."
Jesse laughed, surprised at how easy it was to be so open with the adventurous fox. "Well, then, I guess I'll see you both here again tomorrow."