Beth Lost the Bet
Shelly patted the brown-stained seat next to her invitingly as the bus lurched and rumbled forwards. Beth regained her balance and shook her head. "I'd prefer to stand, thankyou," she said, with as much dignity as she could muster.
Shelly grinned, speaking in sweet but quiet voice. "Come on. You lost the bet. You have to do what I say, and I say sit." She patted the questionably stained seat again.
Beth gave a short, embarrassed whine, but held on to the support-bar and lowered herself down carefully, wincing slightly as her rear touched the seat.
"How's it feel," Shelly asked, leaning in and whispering mischievously. She put her paw on Beth's thigh, rubbing it comfortingly, but her tail flicked back and forth in a predatory manor. Beth could only whimper. Shelly put her other paw in her coat pocket.
"No," Beth breathed. "Please?"
Choosing to ignore Beth, Shelly thumbed the button on the remote. Almost instantly, Beth jumped up, her yelp hiding the muffled, pulsing vibration. Looking around to see if anyone noticed, she blushed furiously as Shelly pulled her back down. Only a couple people had looked their way, but Beth felt like the whole world was watching her humiliation.
"Relax," Shelly cooed in a comforting whisper, petting Beth's paw, "We're almost home."
The vibration had stopped as quickly as it had started, but Beth's blush lasted for the rest of the bus ride, and all through the brisk walk home.
"Let me see it," Shelly demanded as soon as they were inside. Beth carefully closed the door, then obediently pulled her panties to her knees, the fabric between her legs dark with damp, and a string of liquid stretched thin, reluctant to let go. She lifted up her skirt and bent over, paws against the door to steady herself, and revealed a small knob of pink plastic just below her reluctantly raised tail, nestled between her plump cheeks. Shelly licked her lips appreciatively.
"So, how does it feel?"
"Please... can I take it out," Beth groaned. Shelly hit the button again, and Beth dropped to her knees with a yelp, her tail covering her shame. Shelly giggled and fiddled with the remote.
"I think I can make you cum with just this." She grinned and pressed the button, causing Beth to lurch over and press her head against the floor, her paws grasping her sides to keep from reaching back and pulling it out herself. She shook her head. "No, no, please, it's weird and big and please take it out!"
Shelly could hear now some genuine discomfort in the wolf's tone. She sighed and crouched down, pushing Beth's tail aside and grabbing the knob. With one quick pull and a barked scream from Beth, it was out. The butt-plug was pink all the way through, and slimy from all the lubricant it took to put it in, even though the widest part was only the size of a half-dollar. Beth had never taken anything in her ass before, and had resisted the penetration despite her lover's advice to relax.
"It must have done something right," said Shelly, licking her lips again as she surveyed the soft white fur around Beth's puss, matted down and damp. She rubbed the tip of her finger against Beth's slit, causing her lover to gasp and shudder. "Just look at all this," said Shelly, her wet finger hovering in front of Beth's snout. Beth swallowed and blushed, the scent of her own arousal heavy in her nose. "Oh, do you want a taste?" Beth reluctantly nodded, much to Shelly's amusement. "Go ahead then!"
Beth's tongue dragged up Shelly's fingers, collecting the feminine juices off of the digits. She blushed some more, ashamed to find the taste of herself so intriguing, and ashamed that her wagging tail betrayed her to her lover so openly. Still, she took the whole finger in her mouth and suckled on it, vaguely aware of Shelly's breasts brushing against her back. The feline lifted up the front of Beth's blouse and snuck her paw under the bra, her fingers rubbing circles over Beth's nipples.
"You're still my slave for a half hour," Shelly whispered. She suddenly pinched Beth's nipple, causing the wolf to yip. "There's still so much we haven't done. There's something I've always wanted to try, and since you're my slave, you can't say no."
Beth whimpered something, trying to catch her breath while Shelly gently kneaded her fleshy chest. The needle-sharp claws lovingly pricked the skin under her fur, tiny little bursts of pain around her breasts, mixed with the pleasure of Shelly's paw-pads smooshing her nipples.
"What was that," Shelly asked with a grin.
"I... I love you," Beth managed.
Shelly kissed the back of Beth's neck. "And I love you." Beth turned her head and Shelly leaned forwards, the two kissing each other, lips to lips, breasts to back.
Shelly's paw snaked back down between Beth's legs and began petting the wolf's puss. "Mmm," Beth moaned, breaking off the kiss. "The bed. Bed."
Beth obediently waited for Shelly, watching hungrily as her feline lover spread her slender legs, paws running up and down her dark-grey fur as she groomed herself in a torturously seductive display, tail flicking again. Beth had been ordered to stand and watch as the cat teased her, licking the back of her paw and smoothing out a patch of ruffled fur, then bending over and licking her inner thighs with a feigned casual ease. Beth's tail couldn't stop wagging, and it was all she could do to keep from fingering herself right there. As it was, Shelly had consumed fifteen minutes of her remaining time, doing all the things she knew her lover to find irresistibly adorable while feigning a cruel indifference. Finally, when she couldn't stand it herself, Shelly beckoned the wolf over with a curling finger, and she obeyed, immediately diving head-first between the cat's thighs, on her knees, her broad tongue ravenously lapping at Shelly's moist folds.
"Mmmmm, now swing that butt over here," the cat moaned. Shelly had always loved watching Beth's rear, the curvaceous canine having plenty of meat to mesmerize. Beth stood and crawled on to the bed, swinging a leg over Shelly's head and lowering her puss to the cat's delighted muzzle. Shelly snuck a sniff, then began lapping at Beth's lower lips, swallowing the build-up of feminine juices that had been dripping from her since the bus. Beth bit her lip as she moaned, then resumed licking Shelly, happily digging her tongue into the girl's warm and moist tunnel.
The two moaned and lapped at each other, hot breath against soft flesh. Shelly would tease Beth, her precise tongue darting here and there, circling certain sensitive areas a dozen times before finally giving the nub of nerves a quick brushing of her rough tongue, coaxing a groan from Beth that was part frustration and part pleasure. Then Shelly would aim her tongue elsewhere, grooming the soft and damp fur of Beth's inner thighs, slowly drawing closer and closer to the wolf's puss, and beginning the cycle anew.
Beth's approach was much more straightforward: her broad tongue would slap against her lover's folds, dragging up her clit and labia again and again while gently pushing a single digit into her lover's tight pussy, mindful that Shelly was technically still a virgin, and had never had anything wider than a couple of fingers inside her. Beth curled her finger, brushing her finger-pad against the feline's inner walls, causing her to lurch and groan. Beth lapped at the juices that spilled from her lover, the heady aroma smothering her brain with a fog of lust.
"Oh!" Shelly mewed out, almost forgetting what she had intended for these last few minutes. "N-n-..." she caught her breath, screwing up her courage. She had been wanting this since they met, but only now had the wild notion to try. She checked the clock to make sure she still had time. Beth was her obedient slave for another minute - she had put it off for as long as she could, for lack of courage and self-assurance, but she might not get another chance like this. Finding her voice, she commanded between their bodies, "slave," she breathed, "pee on me."
Beth stopped licking, her tongue retreating to her muzzle, Shelly's juices dripping from her lips. "What?"
Shelly's tongue traced a small circle around Beth's pee-hole. "Why do you think I made you drink all that water?" For a moment, her courage faltered, and she considered playing it off as a joke, but this was something she wanted for a long time. She summoned up what authority she could. "Slave! Pee!"
"I..."
"Pee!"
Deeply embarrassed, Beth Took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and tried to relax her bladder that, now that she was paying attention to it, was surprisingly full. It took a few moments that seemed like forever for both of them - Beth because she never could pee with other people around, and Shelly because she thought she had scared her lover - but she let go, and a thick stream of pale-yellow urine gushing from her. She blushed furiously as she felt great relief and shame.
After a moment of shock, surprised that it was actually happening, Shelly closed her eyes and opened her muzzle, letting the warm fluid flow over her tongue. Despite her curiosity, it was the first time she had tasted urine, and she was surprised by the similarity to buttery, salted popcorn. She tried to gulp down every bit, but each time she closed her mouth to swallow, it would flow over her lips and muzzle, splashing over her eyelids and down her neck, soaking the bed with the acrid scent. Shelly put her lips to Beth's puss, her tongue lapping at the wolf's clit as the stream continued. Beth moaned at the sensation, confused and overwhelmed at the feeling of her lover's tongue while she emptied herself, head bent down, watching her own piss pour down the cat's breasts. Beth's low moan was cut short as she felt the tip of Shelly's finger push in to her still-loose anus and dig deeper, all the way to the second knuckle - though, to Beth, it felt like much, much more - before her muscles could react. Beth clenched and gasped as she felt Shelly suckling the piss out of her, each gasp of air coming from the cat spilling urine down the sides of her muzzle before she started suckling again. Beth could feel the heat of the liquid splash all over her inner thighs, and collect in a pool around her knees before it soaked into the bed.
She peed for what seemed like forever, Shelly's mouth licking and sucking, Beth's anus clenching down on the intruding finger, gently trying to push it out. Finally, though, Beth trickled to a stop, blushing vibrantly as she pushed out the last few squirts. That didn't stop Shelly, however. She lapped at the wolf's salty slit, and then the dripping insides of her thighs, the grooming tongue determined not to loose any of the delicious juices.
Shelly's attentions were intense, with the finger now wiggling in Beth's ass, and the frenzied lapping of the textured tongue moved to her clit, Beth's stomach undulated as her panting grew heavier, breath hot against Shelly's exposed pussy. Her body flexed and writhed, paws gripping Shelly's thighs tightly as she pressed her face into sheets - partially moist with Shelly's drippings, now growing wetter with Beth's drool - moaning uncontrollably. Her legs kicked and flexed, paws locking behind the feline's head, trying to push her in deeper. Shelly sped up her licking, and pushed her finger in deeper, causing Beth to curse, then scream, and finally orgasm. Her cum splattered Shelly's muzzle as she panted between the cat's legs, tongue lolling out, drooling as she gasped and moaned. Shelly licked her lips delightedly and smiled happily as she let the liquids coat her already-soaked fur, reveling in the heat of it on her face and chest. She let the musk of the piss and cum and sweat drift into her nostrils, savoring it like a fine wine. With a squish from the bed sheets, she pushed herself up. "Hey! You're the slave! I'm supposed to cum first."
"I..." Beth could barely breath, recovering for her orgasm.
Shelly gave her finger a wiggle, still in Beth's ass. Beth let out a gasping moan. "You liiiiiiiiiike it," Shelly teased. Beth whimpered, but her tail gave a little wag. "You need to be punished for impertinence, though. Up, up," she tugged on Beth's ass, causing the wolf to jolt upright on her knees. "Now... um..." she reached over and grabbed the butt-plug, pulling her finger out and pressing the still-lubed tip of plastic against Beth's tail-star. The wolf whimpered and whined, but did not protest. Shelly pushed the plug in, giggling as the thickest part stretched Beth out, causing her to groan loudly. Soon it was done, though, and her star slowly closed around the thin part of the plug, leaving the little pink knob smooshed between her cheeks.
"It's so cute," Shelly squeaked, and gave it a little tug. Beth hung her head and blushed, tail wagging.
The cat pulled herself out from under Beth and stood on the bed, the mattress squishing as she shifted her weight to stand over the wolf. Beth hungrily dug her snout between Shelly's legs and began lapping at the cat's slit, her wide tongue bathing the cat from opening to clit. She took in a deep breath through her nose, loving the scent of her lover's arousal.
Shelly grinned and pressed the button on the remote, making Beth yelp. She pressed it again and again, and the yelp turned in to a moan, muffled by pubic-fur. Feeling silly, she rubbed the button against her nipples, the hard nubs giving her lover remote pleasure, then put it in her mouth, biting down on the button to the rhythm of Beth's lickings. Her breath grew heavy as the wolf's tongue teased and pleasured her, slightly embarrassed by the amount of juices she was dripping from her slit, but Beth loved it, lapping as much as she could, tail wagging furiously. "Oh," moaned the feline, paws now free to hold on to Beth's shoulders, pressing the canine into her. She took a deep breath around the remote, then relaxed herself. A thin stream of piss gushed into Beth's mouth, and the wolf sputtered and coughed and pulled away from the unexpected deluge. Shelly's hot urine splashed on Beth's breasts, soaking the fur on her chest and belly.
"Drink," Shelly commanded, and Beth nodded, bringing her tongue to the yellow stream and timidly gulping down mouthfuls of the cat's urine. She cringed as she drank, finding the taste acrid, but Shelly was letting out a pleased groan as she peed, and that was enough for Beth. As the stream trickled to a stop, Beth lapped at the feline's sex, suckling the last drips of her urine off of her folds. With a sudden mewl, Shelly came, spurting her love-juices over Beth's muzzle.
Shaking, she dropped to her knees and leaned against Beth, catching her breath. Beth ran her paws down Shelly's body, comforting her lover. Eyes wearily trying to stay open, Shelly smiled at the wolf's soggy fur, smelling deeply of her own piss and cum. Wanting to clean her mate, the cat then realized she was still biting down on the remote, and could hear the plug buzzing away in Beth's ass. The wolf was panting heavily. She took the remote out of her mouth and giggled. "Sorry, forgot about that."
Beth took Shelly's paw - the one still holding the remote - and squeezed gently, compressing the button. The feline grinned as her lover moaned, then lapped at the side of her muzzle, cleaning off a tongue-wide strip of salty piss and her own sweet cum.
Beth shuddered as the plug continued to vibrate, building closer and closer to another orgasm. Shelly's tender lapping tongue was warming the juices that had begun to cool, and without ceremony the feline thrust a finger into her lover's puss. She yelped, and soon found Shelly's lips on hers. They kissed deeply, sharing the taste of Shelly's juices, and Beth reached down with both paws, sliding her fingers into Shelly's puss and one finger into her tailstar. It was Shelly's turn to yelp, surprised and delighted by her lover's audacity. They kissed deeply, fingers writhing inside one another.
Beth let out a low moan into the feline's maw as she came, her juices splurting onto an already soggy bedspread. Shelly brought her finger to Beth's mouth, and grinned as the wolf -without hesitation, eagerly, even - lapped at it and then sucked it clean. While she suckled on the finger, her concentration lapsed, and her fingers paused inside of Shelly.
"Please," Shelly, whined, breathless, "Please don't stop."
Beth fingered Shelly with renewed vigor, her fingers slickly diving into the feline's holes. The feline hugged her lover tightly, claws digging in to the flesh of her back in an effort to relax her ass as she was massaged from the inside. Beth's thumb found the Shelly's clit, and seconds later, the cat yowled out as she came, blacking out from the overwhelming pleasure.
She opened her eyes to see her buxom lover's smiling face hovering over her, a finger on her quivering lips, smearing a sweet tasting fluid over them. She licked them clean, then lapped at her lovers finger, realizing that she was swallowing her own cum.
"You're a very dirty mistress," Beth said soothingly, giving her mate a kiss.
"Your time was up," Shelly said, looking at the clock, "you didn't have to drink my pee."
Beth smiled and poked the cat's nose. "I know. I paid very close attention to the time."
Shelly looked inquisitively into the canine's eyes, "then why did you drink?"
What Shelly saw in those dark green irises warmed her heart. "Because," said Beth, "I love you."
They kissed, then, for a very long time, lips to lips, breasts to breasts, heart to heart. They only stopped when Shelly drew back for air, and was distracted by a feint buzzing noise. Leaning up to Look over her blushing lover's shoulder, she reached behind Beth and pulled the wagging tail aside, giving a gasp as she spied the pink orb still stuck between those plump cheeks. She flopped back down to see the canine's face, half turned away with a timid, guilty smile on her face. Beth's other paw had been holding down the remote's button the whole time.
Shelly grinned wryly. "You liiiiiiike it." Beth giggled and nodded bashfully.