FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

**Elliot walked into the strip club, not for the first time that week. I've been coming here too often lately. I really need to improve my social life, he thought. Of course, today's visit had a different purpose than usual. The dog's eyes scanned the club's garish decor. The walls and carpet were a dark red, with yellow neon lights snaking across the ceiling and walls. A large bar was positioned in one corner, with the busy bartender trying to fulfill the patrons' many orders. Small tables and booths lined the perimeter of the club, while a number of stages rose up in in the center, each with one or more metal poles. A wide variety of scantily clad female furs danced, spun and posed provocatively to please the horny and sometimes lonely patrons. Foxes, wolves, cats, rabbits, and more worked their charms for the audience. On another visit he would have been happy to admire whoever was up there, but today he wanted to find one girl in particular. It looked like she wasn't dancing today.

He sat down at an empty table, hoping that she was on waitress duty. While waiting patiently for one of the waitresses, he watched a rabbit spin around a pole on a nearby stage. Although his eyes were on the rabbit, his mind was on one of the club's other employees. He thought instead of a sexy skunk girl. Many nights he watched her dance, and other nights she served him drinks as a waitress. She was the person he was hoping to talk to tonight. He pictured her in his mind. She had emerald green eyes that always seemed to twinkle with barely contained laughter. Long luxurious black hair flowed down her back; the bangs were dyed green to match her eyes. The rest of her fur was gray, though it lightened to nearly white on her thighs, stomach and chest. Anyone who spoke with her was met with a wide smile that showed off her gleaming white fangs. When she walked or danced, he found it difficult to keep his eyes off of her shapely hips and huge fluffy tail.

As Elliot sat down, the very skunk he wanted to see headed out from behind the bar, her arms filled with a tray of drinks which she took to the table beside his. Her tall heels clicked on the smooth tile floor as her tail swished behind her. Her eyes scanned the room quickly before she headed to his table. Her lips formed a warm, welcoming, but subtly flirtatious smile as she greeted him. "Hello, Can I get you something this evening?"

Elliot perked up and returned her smile. "I'll have a beer, please. A Yuengling." She gave a curt nod and headed off to the bar. Her hips swayed as she walked, attracting attention from other warm-blooded males in the area.

After a quick word with the bartender, she received the beer and headed back to his table; her warm smile reappeared as she neared him. Her breasts gave a slight jiggle in her skimpy black top as she stopped beside his table, setting the cold glass down. "There you go, sir, anything else?"

Elliot swallowed nervously. He had to speak up now, or he might not get another chance. "Hey, uh, could I ask you something? What's your name?"

Lime smiled a little wider, her eyes locking onto his, giving him her full attention. "My name is Lime. No, that's not a fake stripper name, it's real. I legally changed it along with my hair." She gave him a big, playful grin. "How about yours?"

He felt relieved by her friendly reaction and smiled back at her. "I'm Elliot. I come here pretty often. Maybe you've seen me around?"

She scrunched her nose up a little, thinking for a moment. "Were you here last Thursday? Right up in front, when I was on?" she asked, giving him a intense look, her eyes tinged with laughter.

Blushing slightly, he added, "Yeah, that was me. I enjoy your dancing." He took a deep breath and summoned the courage to reveal his true reason for talking to her. "Listen, I hope I'm not being too forward, but I have a question for you. I'm actually a professional photographer. I have an idea for a project, but I need a model. So, um... I was wondering if you would be willing to model for me? I can pay you. I just need you to come to my studio for a few hours this weekend."

He could have asked anyone. He could have put an ad on a bulletin board at the local college campus. He could have, but he wanted Lime to be his model. Whenever he saw her on stage, the slender gray skunk girl exuded a certain raw energy and confidence that he thought would be perfect for his project.

She gave him a little lopsided grin, unable to decide whether to be friendly or flirty. Her expression settled somewhere in between. A little giggle of excitement escaped her lips as she nodded. "Sure, sounds like fun," she said simply. "I could definitely do that."

"Really? Thank you! Here, let me give you the studio's address." He took out a small notepad and scrawled a few lines on the top page. He tore out the piece of paper and handed it to Lime. "Could you come by early Saturday afternoon?"

She took it with a little smile, her thumb brushing his hand a bit, her eyes tipping down to look at the paper for a moment before she folded the paper and tucked it down into her top. "Sure, I'll be excited to see you," she said. With a big smile, she gave his hand a little pat and turned to head back to the bar.

Elliot sipped his drink, feeling rather satisfied with himself. He hadn't expected her to agree so easily. He watched a few more dancers and thought about how he would set up the weekend's photo shoot. When he finished his drink, he went to the bar to pay. He left a generous tip for Lime. Deciding it was time to go home, he walked out the door.**

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**Saturday finally arrived. Elliot spent the morning setting up the small stage in his studio. There was plenty to worry about - camera placement, lighting, props, and a dozen other little issues that would affect the composition and quality of his photographs. At noon he ate lunch, and then he waited for Lime to show up. He was eager to get started.

Lime awoke early, as excited about the shoot as a little girl on christmas morning. Spending extra time on her appearance, she freshly bathed, primping and perfecting her fur and nails, head fur and clothing, jewelry and makeup. She kept her makeup simple, highlighting her long eyelashes and doing little else. After fixing her hair, she slipped into a simple black dress that pushed up her nicely shaped breasts and hugged her hips. Her feet slid into tall, but simple black heels as she headed out of the house. A small bag with assorted makeup and other such items hung off her bare shoulder as she walked to the address she had been given. Taking a deep breath and ringing the doorbell, she waited quietly for him.

The sound of the bell startled Elliot. What the hell? Since when do I have a doorbell? He shrugged. The landlord probably mentioned it when he moved in, but he must have forgotten. He was usually too busy with his work or his hobbies to bother remembering domestic things. He moved to the door and opened it to greet his guest. "Hey, Lime. I'm glad you could make it."

She gave him a big wide smile as the door opened, her eyes casually wandering over his body and taking note of his features. He didn't appear to be an identifiable breed of dog - he was a mutt. His fur was mostly brown. It started as a dark chocolate color on his back, but it gradually became light and tawny on the front of his torso. A few odd white patches of fur stuck out: under his eyes, on the backs of his paws, on the tip of his right ear. At only five and a half feet and with little muscle, there was nothing particularly impressive about his body. However, his facial features were strong and almost wolfish, and his eyes were a deep brown. His black hair was kept extremely short and blended in with the rest of his head fur. He wore a plain, dark green tee shirt and tan cargo pants.

Overall he was attractive in a simple and comfortable way that Lime rarely saw in her line of work. Once done with her observations she met his eyes again, seemingly not embarrassed that she had so obviously been checking him out. Her fingers absently toyed with the leather strap on her bag. "Hey yourself," she greeted, and putting a hand on her hip added, "Do I look pretty enough for your pictures?" Her tone was playful and matched the gleam in her eyes that silently challenged him to play along and join the fun.

Elliot seemed oblivious to Lime's flirtations, perhaps because he assumed that such a gorgeous skunk would never find him attractive. He chuckled nervously. "You look great. I think this shoot is going to go well." He paused, unsure of what to say next. "Well... I guess we should get started."

He directed Lime to the stage area and double-checked a few of his cameras. Everything was set up and ready. He just needed to tell her how to pose, and then take the pictures.

Turning to face her again, he easily slipped into professional mode. "I guess I should explain what we're going to do. I want to make a collage that gives an impression of a subject using only small parts of the whole. I'm going to start by taking close-up shots of different parts of you, and then we'll try some larger shots while you take different poses."

He grabbed one of the cameras and asked Lime to sit on a large foam block. "Just relax, it helps if you don't look stiff and formal." He moved around her, clicking the shutter over and over again, and occasionally adjusting some lights. He took pictures of her eyes, ears, and muzzle. He took shots of individual hands and feet. He spent a few minutes just examining different sections of her big, fluffy tail. At one point he even tried to focus on individual strands of hair and fur.

"I think I have enough close-ups now. We'll move to the next part in a minute." Elliot put the camera down on a table and picked up a different one. As he checked a few settings, he asked, "How are you liking the shoot so far?"

She blushed a little at the question; the experience had given rise to a few different emotions, from being picked apart as he tried to get the perfect angles for the close-ups to the fun she was having as she posed and attempted to flirt with the mutt, though he seemed oblivious to her playful style of flirting. "This is way fun! I should be a model instead of a stripper," she replied, giving a little giggle to signal it had been a joke.

"I'm glad you're having fun! Next, I want to get some poses. Could you kneel on the floor and lean against that block?"

She gave a quick nod, dropping to the floor gracefully as if she was dancing, a move she did often when bending to her feet, which was designed to expose her rump. Once leaned back she gave her hair a little swish, giving the dog behind the camera a smug smile, like she had a hidden secret.

Elliot blushed slightly under his fur as he witnessed Lime's graceful movements and sensual pose. He did his best to maintain a professional demeanor, but deep down he had to admit that he really enjoyed watching her show off. He took a few pictures with the camera in his hand, then moved over to a nearby laptop. After a few quick keystrokes, three tripod-mounted cameras on the edges of the stage whirred and clicked, taking simultaneous pictures from different angles.

"You're doing great! Now stand and put a hand on your hip. Give me some attitude."

She nodded once more, eager to get on with the next mission. Excited, she hopped up and threw her tail to the side as her hands slid down over her slender body from breasts to hips before they rested there. She thought he seemed oblivious to her purposeful showing off, but she didn't realize that he was relying on all of his self-control to not leer at her. Within his thoughts was a constant chant: don't stare, don't be creepy, don't make her uncomfortable. He took a few more pictures, first capturing her whole body, then zooming in on individual parts. He paid close attention to how her hand met the curve of her hip, and he couldn't resist taking a quick shot of her ample cleavage.

"How about the opposite of that? Try to look shy. Maybe hug your tail?"

For a moment the skunk looked unsure what to do, but then a little idea popped into her head. Her whole face changed. Her ears dropped to her head in a lump, her eyes drooped pathetically, and she lifted her tail to rest it just under her chin as she pretended to hide behind the big pile of fluff.

"Wow... that's really cute." He took a couple more pictures, but he was starting to get distracted. "Um... hold on, I forgot what I wanted you to do next." He looked around the room helplessly, trying to recover his train of thought. "Oh, right! Give me a second." He dragged a small bench onto the stage. "Would you mind lying on this bench? Just lie on your stomach and prop your head in your hands, and kind of try to look mysterious and seductive." He smiled at her and added, "I don't think you'll have any trouble with that one."

She chuckled softly at his addition, the sound soft and bell-like. "Yes sir!" she said, momentarily striking a soldier-like pose, head held high and arm at a salute. It would have been an innocent pose except for the way her breasts bounced as she snapped into the position.

Once done goofing off, she moved to actually do what he said. Taking her time lying down, she gave him plenty of time to watch her body as she draped herself onto the bench; her legs flicked up into the air and gently locked together at the ankles, while her tail swished up in the air, tall and proud. Her fingers splayed out for a moment before she rested her head in her hands and turned it slightly to the side. A wisp of her lime green head fur fell just above one eye, outlining its striking hue. Her lips curled into a slight pout that looked like she was preparing to either frown or kiss someone, which gave her an air of indecision as she contemplated something just out of view of the lens.

Elliot paused to admire Lime's pose for a moment. There was no doubt that she knew how to look alluring. He snapped a few more pictures, then moved closer. This seemed like a good pose to capture from a lot of different angles. He knelt in front of the bench to get a few shots from below, letting the bench obscure most of her body. He stood to take several shots from above as well. He focused on her upper body, but he couldn't keep himself from drifting lower a few times. He got several nice shots of her shapely hips and legs. Then he stood on one of the blocks to try to take a full body picture from directly above. This continued for several minutes as he circled the bench, standing and kneeling to view her from every possible angle. Finally, he walked back to the laptop and activated the automated cameras again to get her pose from three positions simultaneously.

"Well, I think that's everything I need for my project. Thanks a lot for coming today." He shifted nervously as Lime stood up. It suddenly felt difficult to talk to her. "Oh! Don't let me forget to pay you." He grabbed a checkbook and pen from a drawer in a nearby desk and dashed out a check, which he tore out and handed to her. She slipped it into her nearby handbag.

They both paused, and an awkward silence grew between them. Desperate to end the silence, Elliot started babbling, "You did great today. You're a really good model. So... I hope you had fun." He silently cursed his poor conversational skills.

She smiled politely at his compliment, her cheeks pinkening slightly as she looked down for a moment, her eyes tipping up to look at him through her lashes in a subtle but cute manner. Her lips curled into a little pouty smile, "Thank you. I actually had a lot of fun."

He struggled with the sudden thought that he didn't want her to leave yet. A question formed in the back of his mind, but he wasn't sure if he should ask it. Realizing that there might never be another opportunity like this, he decided to go through with it anyway. "Uh, if you have time, do you want to maybe hang around a little longer? I hardly ever get to do artistic shoots like this. Most of the time I'm stuck taking school pictures for a bunch of grumpy kids."

She smiled as he began to speak. Sensing his hesitance, she hoped her smile would encourage him to speak without worry. "Sure, I have an empty day today, and I don't work tonight." She gave a little nod towards the stage before adding, "Could we do some more poses or something? Because that was really fun!"

As she spoke her eyes twinkled with excitement. A wide smile spread across her face, letting her fangs barely peek out at the corners of her mouth. Her tail twitched wildly; her enthusiastic energy made it impossible for her to hold the mass of gray fluff still. The way her tail danced behind her made the long black hair that ran down her back flutter and shift. Her brightly colored bangs framed her eyes and drew attention to their deep emerald color. Two extra long pieces of hair draped over her shoulders and curved along the side of her neck, strategically placed to follow the curvature of her cleavage and draw the eyes downward to subtly show off her shapely breasts.

"You want to do more poses? Sounds good." Elliot led her back to the stage and picked up a camera. "I'll let you choose this time. Is there anything in particular you want to do?"

She pursed her lips together thoughtfully for a long moment, looking at him with a slightly tilted head as she pondered his question. Suddenly giggling joyously and curling her tail around her neck like a big scarf, she put her hand to her mouth in an "Oh!" gesture, her eyes rolling back and her eyelashes fluttering. "I am just SO glamorous." She said in a faux accent, her expression showing how hard it was for her to hold back laughter.

Elliot snapped a picture of her ridiculous pose and laughed. "That's a good one. This time, why don't you sit on that block over there and lean back as far as you can until you're looking at me upside down."

She giggled playfully and nodded, strutting in a goofy manner as she headed over to the block; her hips swayed about and her tail flicked with each step, trying to keep his attention on her pert rump. Once at the block she plopped herself down, making her breasts jiggle in her dress. She tipped her head back to look at him, and her hair cascaded down her back and ruffled over her shoulders. Her cleavage threatened to slip out of her top in this position, straining against the neckline of the dress. Her expression was carefree as yet another big smile appeared on her lips. "Like this?"

"That's perfect." He snapped a few more shots. He smirked as he noticed her breasts trying to escape the skimpy dress. "If you're not careful this might accidentally turn into a nude shoot."

She laughed again, and then twisted her body so that she could face him without being upside down. Baring her teeth and letting the light gleam off of her exposed fangs, she hissed and held up her hands as if she had cat-like claws. "Be careful what you say! I bite."

Elliot's smirk turned into a grin. "You bite, huh? Luckily, I have pretty thick skin. How about you get back on the bench? But lie on your side this time."

She gave a little nod of understanding as she laid out on the bench. Her dress strained against her breasts again, pushing them up and to the side until they tried to topple out. Her hair fell to one side and exposed her shoulder in a sensual manner as she turned her head to look at him. Her lips curled into a pouty smile, and she cast her eyes slightly downward so she looked at him through a veil of eyelashes.

Elliot found himself enjoying this pose more than he should have. A wicked idea came into his mind. "Okay, I'm going to try out some different angles again. Just stay like that." She mumbled an affirmative, not moving otherwise. He moved around, not taking any pictures, but trying to find an angle he liked. He suddenly knelt by her head and took an intense close-up of her face. Before she could react, he pointed his camera straight at her cleavage and took a picture down her dress. "Interesting view. Nice boobs." He hopped away, hoping that she wouldn't swipe at him.

She just stared for a moment, her small maw dropping open as she tilted her head down and looked at her cleavage, studying what he had complimented. An evil smirk spreading over her muzzle, those fangs glittering. "Oh yeah? You like these?" she asked. Her body shifted as she stood up, with a claw tugging the strap of her dress down a bit to let her left breast fall out into her waiting paw. Her fingers worked over the furry orb slowly, and her lips formed into a slight 'O' shape as she let out a soft moan. "Mmm...You like these boobs, hm? Don't you wish you could touch them? Feel them? Taste them?" All the while her eyes watched him, switching from his face and his eyes to his crotch, wondering if his pants would tent for her. Her fingers kept their steady, suggestive massage going, making her coo in appreciation of her own work as well as hiding the majority of her breast.

He was dumbfounded. Her reaction had been completely unexpected. He thought she would express mock outrage, not suddenly start taunting and goading him with her naked breast. The sight caused a slight swelling in his crotch, but he tried to ignore it. There was no way he was going to let Lime win this little game, so he tried to recover his composure. Feigning boredom, but unable to hide the fact that he was still staring at her chest, he said, "Hm. They do seem nice, but they looked bigger on camera. I guess the camera really does add ten pounds."

For just a moment, the grey skunk gave a questioning look, surprised by his comeback to her little tease. Not ready to lose just yet, she restored her blank expression as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred. She maintained the poker face as her fingers still rubbed over her breast.

As they stared each other down, an idea for a new and more interesting pose sprang into the dog's head. "Hey, Lime, kneel on the bench while facing me."

When she heard his new idea she nodded. She had her own plan for getting a rise out of the dog. Moving onto her knees on the bench she lifted her free paw, and extended her claws as she slid her hand down the side of her bosom. She continued to drag it across her body, moving over her hips and to the bottom of her dress. Her fingers dipped just under the black hem, and she slid it up her thigh. A soft moan left her lips as a small finger-sized lump appeared where the dress tightened over her crotch, the fingertip moving and swirling against where her button would be. Her eyes fell half shut in a blissful expression, her lips pouted, and her breathing came in soft, barely audible puffs. "Mmm, sometimes, all it takes is a compliment from a mutt to make me drip." Her voice was laden with sarcasm and a seductive lilt.

Elliot could barely suppress the urges that were welling up inside of him. His cock was hardening quickly and causing the front of his pants to bulge, but he was determined to continue teasing Lime by pretending that he was uninterested in her body. The dog knelt right in front of her and pointed his camera straight up her dress. He clicked the shutter, getting a perfect picture of her fingering herself through her lacy black panties. Without any comment, he got up and returned to the side of the stage.

Lime glanced over slightly, finding his eyes locked to hers before she spoke again. Her finger slipped back out of her dress, smeared with a thin layer of leakage. Her tongue slipped from her mouth and slowly curled around her furred finger. A soft slurping sound echoed in the room as she cleaned her own wetness from her digit. She kept her eyes on him the whole time with a seductive, pleased expression. "Mmm, I would offer you some, but you're obviously not interested..."

Elliot clicked several times as she sucked her own juices from her fingers. "These should turn out nicely," he said. "Would you mind lifting your dress up just a bit more? I want to get a nice shot that contrasts your fur with the fabric. It will be a picture for the ages. I'll call it 'Shades of Gray and Black.'" His voice took on an insistent lilting quality as he did his best impression of a pretentious, self-important artist. It took some effort for him to not break down laughing as he said it.

Lime looked as though she may have hit her breaking point in this game of back-and-forth they had played. His ridiculous wording pushed her patience over the edge. Her eyes dropped into a glare and her fangs peeked out. Her legs moved off the bench as she stood up, closing the few feet between them with slow and deliberate steps. Each footfall made a faint click on the floor with her heels. She slowly ran her fingers up his chest, and then gripped the neckline of his shirt with a sharp tug. "I think it's my turn to call the shots now, big boy," she whispered, her voice husky and underlined with a faint growl. Her fangs were mere inches from his face as she leaned close to nip his cheek. "And I say you stop bullshitting me..."

Elliot just smiled at her. "Okay, okay. Do you want to take some pictures of me now? Or should we do some together? I can set the automatic cameras, you know."

She gave him a nearly venomous glare, "Automatic, your turn to join me..." Then she looked him over slowly, eyes inspecting every inch of his being. Her finger absently fixed the strap of her dress to carefully cover the forgotten breast she had left exposed.

He quickly moved to the laptop and typed a few commands. "There. I've set the cameras to go off every thirty seconds. Care to join me on the bench?"

She gave a little nod, moving back to the bench and gracefully perching on the edge. "So what did you have in mind, mister?" she asked in a sarcastic and defiant tone.

"I was thinking of a few things," Elliot said as he moved to sit beside Lime. He suddenly put his arms around her and shifted so that they both faced one of the cameras. It clicked a second later, recording an image that made them look like a couple cuddling together. "That's part one. Can't beat the classics. Now here's part two." He shifted his arms again, putting one behind her back and another under her legs. He lifted her up and walked behind the bench, putting one foot on it. It was a triumphant pose, as if he had claimed her as a prize. He looked down into her eyes with a seductive dare and no small amount of longing. The cameras clicked again.

Lime took a moment to look up into the mutt's eye as she rested nestled in his hold, against his chest. Slowly, as if unsure she should do it, she raised a hand and slid it onto his furry cheek to gently cup the side of his face. In the same moment her upper body leaned up and she crushed her mouth to his. It was no soft little peck, but a full kiss-me-now kiss full of want.

Elliot was surprised by her sudden forcefulness, but he went along with it. He kissed her back, slipping his tongue into her mouth to meet hers. They held the kiss for a long time, until the cameras clicked again. Only then did he break away and put her down on the bench. He sat next to her again as she spun to face one of the cameras. He decided that the time to be coy had passed. "Now then, I think you said something about feeling your boobs earlier." He reached up and grabbed one, massaging it gently. "You're right, they do feel nice," he said with a satisfied leer.

She couldn't help but chuckle softly as he grasped her breast, her hand sliding up a bit to flick her claw against her dress strap sending the neckline plunging beneath her breast, exposing the furry grey orb. "Mmm.." She mumbled with a pleased sigh slipping from her muzzle.

He couldn't believe this was actually happening. It seemed too good to be true that he was making out with this lovely skunk. He kissed her again, but lighter this time. Then he moved his head to kiss the side of her neck. The skunk tipped her head to the side to expose more of her neck for him. He moved down slowly, giving her more little kisses and licks along her neck and shoulder. "I think you also said something about a taste test," he teased, just before he gave her exposed breast a long lick. His tongue moved across the mound, exploring it thoroughly. Then he swirled it around her nipple. Finally, he took as much of her breast into her mouth as he good and slowly pulled off, lightly dragging his teeth through her fur and over her skin. He stopped again at the nipple, gently pinching it between his teeth as he continued to suckle her. In the background, the cameras continued to click away, but they didn't even notice anymore.

She gasped out loud as his teeth raked over the sensitive skin and fur. Her nipples hardened quickly with his teasing. Her fingers shifted onto his hips, squeezing slightly as her body trembled. The way he teased her breasts made her fingers squeeze him harder and caused a soft whimper to leave her lips.

He stopped suckling, glad that she seemed to be enjoying his efforts so much. He had no idea how far she was willing to let this go, but he decided to push his luck. He stood up, and pulled her up with him. He faced her, wrapping his arms around her again, placing his hands as low as he could reach. "Lime, in my professional aesthetic opinion, we've done as much as we can with this dress. It's time to get a new visual motif. I'm thinking gray instead of black." He reached down to the hem of her dress and began to pull it up, hoping that she wouldn't resist. She didn't, and he continued until he was able to pull the thin fabric up over her head. He threw the dress off to the side and took in her nearly naked form. He looked her up and down, from her bright green-dyed hair, to her emerald eyes, to her soft gray furred breasts, to her slim belly, covered in somewhat lighter fur, and down to her curvaceous hips which were still covered by those black lacy panties. Only now did he notice they had a cute little green bow on the front. "You really are beautiful," he whispered.

She gave him a playful little grin, her fingers sliding over his chest as she gripped the bottom of his shirt. "How about we add some brown to this color scheme?" she queried as she started to pull the shirt up slowly. Her eyes looked into his with a gleam of mischief. Her claws just barely brushed his chest fur as she worked his shirt up slowly, exposing more and more of his furry chest. Elliot shuddered slightly as Lime touched him. It had been a long time since a woman had treated him like this. He let her lift his shirt over his head and watched as she threw it into a pile with the dress.

Stopping for a moment, the nearly nude skunk leaned back a bit to admire her handiwork on the stripping of the mutt, moving back in close as she started to undo his pants, her fingers working expertly over the button. "We most definitely need more brown to balance out all this grey" she murmured absently. Her attention locked onto his crotch as she slowly tugged the pants down to reveal his hips. As his pants fell away, his dark blue boxer-briefs were revealed, tightly hugging his form and showing an obvious bulge where his cock desperately wanted to get free.

He kicked his pants off, then moved close to Lime and embraced her again. He kissed her and hooked his thumbs under the elastic band of her underwear. He slowly moved down her front, kissing her chin, neck, and chest. As he moved lower, he carefully pulled her panties down. By the time he was kissing her belly, the panties were off her hips and halfway down her legs. He dropped them to the floor as he kneeled in front of her and breathed in her pleasant scent. His face was so close to her, and he wanted to taste her, but he looked up instead to ask, "Lime, how far do you want this to go?"

Lime didn't notice his gaze on her face until he spoke, her maw hanging open slightly as she felt his warm breath against her sex. "I w-want..." she started, her hips bucking forward to push her sex against his chin, leaving a small smear of wetness there. 'I want you to taste me..." she finished, her grey cheeks turning a soft red with her blush.

Elliot smiled and grabbed her hips. He began by licking the crease of her thigh, teasing her by staying away from the most sensitive areas. He moved down her leg a little, then moved back up to her belly. Finally, he moved to the main course. He dragged his tongue over the full length of her slit, savoring the juices that leaked out. When he reached her clitoris, he lashed it with his tongue, lapping at it as fast as he could. Trying to surprise her, he suddenly clamped down on it with his teeth, almost trying to suckle it. Lime's whole body shuddered at this, her mouth falling open into an 'O' as she gave a shuddering moan. "OH!" she spat out in surprise, her fingers curling into a little fist beside her hip. Elliot was only encouraged by her moans of pleasure. He stopped attacking her clitoris and decided that it was time to go deeper. He gave the outside of her slit one more lick, and then thrust his tongue in as deep as he could. He moved in and out, waggling it around inside her at different depths. Occasionally he would pull out to catch his breath, but he would soon dive back in to continue his ministrations. After several minutes of this, he decided to try something new. He pulled back and looked up at Lime's face again. "I think you'll like this," he said before taking a deep breath and trying to shove his whole muzzle into her vagina. Only the tip went in, but he thrust his tongue out again to get even deeper than he had before. He hoped she was enjoying this as much as he was. His senses were completely overwhelmed by her body. She was all he could smell, taste, or feel.

Lime was lost in the feeling of what the dog was doing beneath her. Her mouth hung open and her petite tongue lolled out of her maw. Her fingers gripped his shoulders tightly, claws pricking him lightly. Her soft pants filled the room until the point where his muzzle pushed into her, then the quiet sounds of her panting were replaced with an animalistic squeal, her hips pushing towards him more. "Ohh....Elliot..." she growled out with pleasure.

Elliot pulled back, panting heavily, his muzzle soaked with Lime's juices. He licked himself clean. "You taste great," he said with a happy sigh. He stood up and gripped her shoulders, looking directly at her with eyes full of obvious lust and animalistic desire. "Lime, I want you. I can't deny it. Will you let me..."

Lime looked back into his eyes for a long moment, studying the desire in his gaze. Her hands slid down onto his hips as she gave a tug to pull him closer to her. At the same moment her mouth pressed to his as she gave him a messy kiss. "Yes...." she mumbled into his lips.

He held her with one arm as they kissed. With the other, he pulled down his underwear, finally freeing his fully erect penis. Its size was far from impressive, but he hoped she wouldn't mind after his earlier oral efforts. He brought her back to the bench, positioning himself behind her. He whispered in her ear, "Get on your hands and knees."

Her eyes wandered down to study his groin, her tongue flicking out over her lips slowly. Her eyes filled with a kind of hunger as she shifted to lean her upper body against the bench, bending just a bit to expose her sex to him from behind. "Mmm, yes sir..." she mumbled.

Elliot knelt behind her, his tail wagging eagerly. He reached around to grab her breasts again, softly massaging them as he lined up his penis with her sex. He buried his face in her giant fluffy tail and gave a low growl as he thrust into her. The hot and wet sensations that surrounded his length filled him with even greater lust. He pumped in and out, forcing himself to start slow. He wanted this to last. She gave a little growl as he began to move in her, her body giving little quivers with each new thrust into her. The sound of her breathing was ragged and echoed throughout the room. He increased his pace, making his thrusts faster and rougher. Pre-cum started to leak from his tip and mingle with Lime's fluids, adding to the lubrication and easing the friction between them. They could hear a lewd squelching sound as their genitals moved together. Although lust clouded his mind, Elliot managed to remember an important question that remained unasked. "Lime, are you protected? I don't have a condom."

Lime blinked for a moment, not quite understanding him at first through her fog of arousal, looking back at him finally and nodding. "Y-yeah, I am..."

"Okay, good," he panted. Elliot picked up his pace, thrusting much harder than before. He continued massaging Lime's breasts and tweaking her nipples. He brushed her tail away from his face, and then leaned over her so he could kiss and nip the back of her neck.

She panted as he thrusted into her steadily, her breasts bouncing and jiggling as he toyed with them. Her tail curled around his waist, pulling on him each time he pulled away from her to tug him back to her, sinking him deeper into her with eager movements. "E..Elliot..." She hissed out.

"Mmm... Lime." Blissful minutes of carnal pleasure passed between them, but all too soon he felt a familiar tingling that signaled his building climax, and he felt the knot at the base of his cock slowly expanding. He clenched his muscles to try to slow it down. "Lime, I'm getting close... Can I tie with you?"

She gave an excited nod, "Oh yes! Tie me!" she gasped out, her own body clamping down on him inside her hot tunnel, holding him in a vice-like grip as she herself inched closer to her own finish.

Elliot continued to thrust as hard and deep as he could. His growing knot soon made an audible popping sound as he forced it in and out of her hole. Finally, it reached its full size and remained trapped within her body. Once he successfully tied, he switched to a shorter and faster rhythm. He growled lustily as he jackhammered away. All the while the room filled with Lime's loud squeals of pleasure and hisses of enjoyment. The mutt clenched his teeth as he felt his climax inching closer and closer. He realized that he couldn't hold back any longer, so he bit the scruff of her neck and let himself go. His cock spasmed and shot thick ropes of hot dog cum into her depths. The seed pooled within her, trapped by his knot.

Just as she felt that burst of cum inside her she hit her breaking point. Her whole body tensed as her insides clenched tighter for a moment and her own fem cum gushed forward. A animalistic hiss left her as she shuddered against him. "OH...Oh....oh..." she panted as she rode through her orgasm.

Completely spent, Elliot slumped against Lime while panting heavily. "That was... pretty great." He gave his hips an experimental tug and found that they were securely tied to each other. "Looks like we're going to be here for a while." He heard a click as the cameras went off yet again. Oh right, the cameras, he remembered. "We are going to have some very interesting pictures to go through."

She let out a light and airy laugh as she tried to catch her breath. "That we are.." She agreed, looking back at him with a playful grin. "You gotta promise to send me copies or something so I can use this for inspiration later."

"You can have all the copies you want. This is probably the most interesting shoot I've ever done." He sighed contentedly. "Thank you, Lime." They waited a few more minutes, and Elliot's knot finally shrank enough that he could pull out. Their combined juices spilled onto the floor, and he made a mental note to clean up the mess sooner rather than later.

She looked down for a moment, mouth dropping open slightly as their juices spilled out just in time for the camera to flash off again, catching her staring down at the visible mess with an open mouth, fangs glistening. "Thank you right back, we have to do this again sometime."

"You want to do this again? I'd be happy to." He slowly got to his feet, slightly sore from their exertions. "Come on, let's take a look at these pictures." He moved to the laptop and brought up the list of new photographs. He set it to play a slideshow of everything in the folder, and they relived the events of the past half hour.

She leaned against his side as they watched the show. A dazed but happy smile was on her face as they looked back on their time together, her mind wandering to what the next time might be like with the mutt.

When the slideshow finished, Elliot grabbed the cameras he had used earlier. He quickly connected them to the laptop with a USB cable, and uploaded the extra pictures. He started a new slideshow. "Now we can see how good you look when you're not doing porn," he teased.

She laughed softly, nodding along with some of the pictures. "I like them. I could hang some of these around my house, boost my ego," she joked softly, knowing their time was coming to an end and dreading saying goodbye.

The second slideshow finished. "Well, that's everything. I guess we should probably get dressed now," he mused. They moved to put their clothes back on. As they gathered the discarded garments, Elliot spoke again. "Thanks again for helping me with my project. I'll send you some of the pictures later if you give me your email address." He stopped for a moment and looked right at her. "And also... thanks for...uh, the other stuff."

She chuckled and nodded, leaning up to kiss him softly. "Don't be afraid to call me pup, I would love to see you again." She paused for a minute, smirking. Her tone was light and playful, tinged with her flirty style as she spoke and headed out the door of his studio. "Come watch me dance tomorrow night, and I'll even give the good doggie a treat."

Just before she walked away, Elliot rushed up and gave her one last kiss. "I'll be there. We can plan the next photo shoot too." He smiled at her and watched her walk away with a little spring in her step.**