The back alley
Ok, someone asked for this in forums, I guess I had it in me to write it, enjoy it or not, the tags are accurate, this is NOT A NICE STORY!
I don't know how I let Lyn talk me into this, "Why are we doing this again?" I asked the dark coloured wolf.
"Because, you said you were horny" She took a pull from the tequila bottle and handed it back to me, "and I know you like a bit of cock."
I took a long swig of the burning liquid, feeling it all the way down to my stomach, "Ok, yeah, you got that right." I coughed once, bringing my leonine paw up to my mouth, "Fuck, where did you get this shit, it tastes like anti freeze."
She barked a laugh, "I thought it would add to the flavour! Come on!"
We ran down an alley way, I was still wearing the crap they handed back to me after I left the prison, earlier that day. Lyn, my former cell mate and sometimes lover, had come to pick me up.
"Shh, here comes one now." She whispered, suddenly, my instincts kicked into high gear, I could see and smell the male... dog, he smelled of some kind of dog. "Ok, when I move, you get in and hold him. Got it?" I nodded.
My heart was racing, slowly Lyn eased out of the doorway, stalking forward, I moved in beside her, the shepherd had just walked past the door, quickly Lyn walked past him only to spin around and face him, "Hey, pretty boy, watch the birdie!" She lifted her top up, giving the male a sight that has, since furs started to cloth themselves, stunned a male. She nodded to me.
I leapt forward, excitement hot in my blood, grabbing him around the arms and dragging him back to the alley way, "Hey what the fu-" was all he got out before Lyn held a rag over his face. Suddenly he was a dead weight in my arms. Once back in the alley, I lifted him over my shoulder and we made back for somewhere darker.
Lyn said, "Hey Vik, there's a mattress over here, this will do!"
I hauled the slowly rousing male to the impromptu bed, holding his arms while Lyn taped them down, we moved to his legs, taping them together and to the foot of the heavy-sprung mattress.
Lyn produced a butterfly knife from her pocket, flicking it back and fourth a few times in her dexterous paw then brought it to bear on the dogs clothing. Somewhere the bottle of tequila was passed to me again, and once more I took a long dose.
The alcohol, the hunt, the capture... it all brought back my need even stronger and when I looked down Lyn had his pants cut away.
I purred deep in my throat.
"Ugghh, hey, let me-" was all he got out before Lyn had a piece of tape around his muzzle.
"Shh, be good little doggie, enjoy it and this will all be over soon." She whispered down to him.
I was lost though, my need driving me to the males groin, I brought my hands up to his sheath rubbing it. I leant closer and rubbed my jaw along him, marking him as mine.
As my muzzle drew back, I saw he had started to poke out the top of his sheath from all the fondling, I gripped his penile covering and drew it back, revealing more of that beautiful rod.
Dipping my tongue down, I rasped around the sharp pointed end of it, like you would with a lollipop, trying to find the core of flavour.
He grew longer, harder and thicker at my attention and soon, I had a small amount of pre ooze from the end just as his knot came out.
"Fuck this, he's ready." I slurred, lifting myself and crouching over him.
I looked down, used my hands to guide him to my entrance and then lowered myself.
God he it felt good, he filled me up like I hadn't been in ten years. Lyl was behind me all of a sudden, one paw reaching under my shirt to fondle a breast, I cried out as she pinched my nipple.
"He's all your babe." She said in my ear and my need bore back down on me a hundred fold.
My hips were rocking now, back and fourth, letting the full length of him play in and out of my folds, Lyl pinched down on a nipple and I felt a pain-pleasure mix spread through my body from that point. My rocking motion grew faster, more erratic.
I grunted hard, I was almost there, rocking one last time as Lyl pinched both my nipples at once and I came hard. I raised my head, roaring my release to the world.
"Fuck babe, that really got your rocks off eh? Come on, lets scram before..." She started.
"What's going on down there? I'll call the police if you don't shut up!" Someone yelled from overhead.
It was then I looked down and saw the shepherds face, it was fear, terror and hate.
Suddenly, the alcohol shifted inside of me and my nausea grew, "What the fuck did I just do?" I said softly before emptying my stomach into the trash beside my victim.
I stopped explaining it, looking up into the Doberman police officers eyes, "Please, lock me away again, throw away the key, I don't want to be... this." I broke down crying. The officer turned off the tape recorder and left the room.