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The sun had just dropped below the horizon and the moon was already high in the clear night sky, giving everything a soft blue glow. The gentle warm summer breeze washed over the landscape, the soft rustling of the leaves filling the surrounding world with a soothing soundtrack, accentuated only by the sound of crickets chirping in the tall grass of the surrounding fields.

Atop a lonely grassy hill peeking just above the treetops sat a lonely doghouse. An old doghouse that had long since seen the end of its use as a proper home, it's red paint had long since peeled away leaving a gray wooden box with a perforated slanted roof. This retired structure had seen numerous generations come and go, and there is no doubt it was satisfied after its long life of well-use. This lonely structure would have probably expected to remain lonely forever, if not for the appearance of a couple young souls and their playful game of a vixen in the doghouse...

"That's a good girl... Just like that..." says the large stallion as he reaches down with his right hand to caress the vixen's cheek, his dark brown fingers running through the white and red fur that adorned her face as she licked at the base of his swelling shaft. Her long, warm, wet tongue wrapping about his girth and dragging its way across the dark skin of his member.

"Anything for you, Lance." the vixen says in reply, pausing her licking only momentarily to press her face into the firm hand of the male standing before her, a wide grin stretching across her cheeks. Peering up with her emerald-green eyes, she looks past the lengthy equine appendage that protruded from his crotch. Giving a short wink, she returns to her licking, spreading her slick saliva about to give her partner's shaft a darker, more glossy appeal.

Letting out a soft chuckle, the equine continues to watch the vixen do her work, his chest heaving slowly as his breathing became deeper and deeper. He moves his caressing right hand up from her cheek, brushing his thumb shortly over the neat little triangle patch of short black fur that adorned the top left side of her muzzle as he brings the palm of his hand to rest gently upon her forehead. Pressing forward, he slips his fingers into the forest of silken ebony strands that made up her healthy head of curly shoulder-length locks. However, while combing through the length of her hair, amusing himself with the sensation of cool strands running between his fingers, he is met with a single sharp pinch upon the mid-section of his cock that made his heart leap in a terror only a man would know. Looking down with a scowl, the large stallion stares at the vixen kneeling before him, his normally soft violet gaze now piercing with intense disapproval.

"I would appreciate it if you wouldn't put your fingers through my hair, Lance... It takes absolutely forever to curl just right." says the vixen, meeting her partner's troubled gaze with a pearly white grin filled with mischief. Her tongue dragged across the sharp tip of one of her canines, which she more than likely used to nip at the stallion's now fully erect and sore member. Giggling softly, the female fox gently kisses the side of the equine's shaft and brings her attention back down to his crotch, but not before feeling the firm vertical pull of a band of leather secured to a dog's leash against her neck.

Gripped tightly in the left hand of the large stallion was the coiled length of a black leather leash, the end of which secured to a matching black leather collar via shining chrome clip. Pulling vertically, Lance forces the vixen's gaze back up to meet his.

"Who was it that begged me to put a leash and collar on her and treat her like a feral dog?" asks the equine, his tone making the question sound rhetorical, but the long pause and inquisitive look in his eyes hinting that he wanted the leashed vixen to answer.

"I did. Charlotte your loyal pet sex doggie did." says the vixen in reply, looking up with a faux expression of innocence, a short giggle escaping her lips as she shifted about upon her knees in a little dance, her hands remaining folded upon her lap.

"Yes, Charlotte... my loyal sex pet did-..." Lance says in reply, the fingers of his right hand curling up to grasp a bundle of curly black hair. "-and I will do with her as I please..." he adds as he stares directly into the vixen's deep green eyes, trying to figure out what it was she was thinking, getting nothing more than a pair of deep wells filled with teasing.

"Fuck, that made me wet..." says the vixen as she began to tremble lightly, her cheeks turning a soft pink from the deep red blush that managed to filter its way through the white fur upon her face. A wide lust-filled smile stretches across her face as she moves something other than her lips for the first time, bringing her right hand up from her lap to gently grasp the generous girth of the base of the stallion's vertical shaft, pulling down upon it until it rested beside her muzzle over her right eye.

Lance continues to look down silently at the vixen, who was now trying to hide behind his glossy, saliva covered member, which had swollen to its full length despite the painful pinch of Charlotte's teeth. He could not stay upset for very long, a small smile stretching across his lips as his purple eyes soften.

"It isn't good to bite the dick that feeds you, you know." the stallion says as he loosens his grip upon her hair, ruffling it up a little before releasing her. "Don't let it happen again, sex pet." he adds, the firm pull he had on the leash softening as he then takes half a step back. The length of his cock slid down over her face until the wide head of his equine shaft met the tip of her nose, a trail of pre having beaded off and was left on the side of her muzzle.

"Yes, Lance." the vixen says in reply, parting her lips and licking the dripping pre from the equine's shaft before opening her maw to take in the entire three-inch diameter, her lips closing about it in a tight seal.

Charlotte brings her left hand up from her lap to grasp at the mid-section of the the stallion's shaft, her fingers wrapping about his girth as she begins stroking rythimacly along in sync with her sucking. Running both of her hands up and down the generous measure that made up his member, she could feel his heartbeat as the blood pumped through it. The flat of her tongue lapping up every bead of salty, bitter pre that exited his tip.

Letting out a soft gutteral grunt, the stallion continued to keep a close eye on the vixen kneeling before him. He could feel her lips clamp down around the squared equine head of his length, her smooth tongue rubbing attentively upon the flat tip. His loins tightened as he could feel her soft fingers glide effortlessly along his length, his chest heaving deeply and nostrils flaring as his violet eyes begin to wander. Lance's fixed gaze left his partner's, the anxiety of a second pinching of sharp vixen teeth quickly began melting away. A wide grin stretched across the equine's face as he cranes his neck back, closing his eyes as he lets the vixen kneeling before him do her thing.

Lance's equine ears twitched upon his head as he listens to the feminine giggle of Charlotte, who no doubt was peering up at him from her place upon her knees. He could feel the vixen's softly lips as they begin to creep slowly down around his member, working their way inch by inch with each stroke of her gentle fingers, taking his length more and more into her maw.

"Good girl..." the equine said lowly, placing his right hand a second time upon the vixen's ebony crown, gently patting her like a pet dog as he felt the rubbery flesh of the head of his length press against the back of her throat. Expecting her to pull back, he was pleasantly surprised when he felt her throat open up and his length be voluntarily swallowed. Lance's eyes open back up as he cranes his neck forward to once again look down at the vixen before him, a glow of deep amusement filling his eyes as he pauses to examine his partner.

Charlotte was already half way down the stallion's length, her eyes closed and her throat bulging from the generous equine girth she had chosen to swallow. Her hands had moved from their place upon the equine's shaft in favor of gripping the sides of his tawny hips, the expression upon her face being one of mild discomfort.

"Don't force yourself." says the large equine as he watched the vixen's maw work its way down bit by bit towards the base of his shaft. His length twitching within her gullet as he remained perfectly still, letting out a soft chuckle as he continued to watch her work to her limit, the corners of her eyes tearing up as she worked only a couple inches past the middle of his member before withdrawing.

Charlotte's nostrils flared as the spent breath rushed from her lungs loudly to be replaced with several deep breaths of fresher air, blinking her deep green eyes several times as she paused her efforts. Her lips lingered upon the equine's tip, remaining sealed about it as she swallowed the excess juices that built up on her journey down the stallion pole. Her bare snow-colored chest heaved visibly to the equine shortly before she plunged down a second time, closing her eyes and gulping and swallowing more rigorously.

Lance let out another gutteral grunt as he felt the vixen's throat welcome his length a second time, his entire body shivering as his length twitched happily within the vixen's gullet. He could feel the sharp tips of her claws as they dig into the flesh of his flanks, shifting uncomfortably upon his legs as his own grip upon the coiled black leather in his left hand tightened as he continued to watch. Knowing now that the vixen was forcing herself down upon his length out of her own enjoyment, he hoped her grip upon his hips would not tighten much further.

Fortunately for the stallion, Charlotte's razor sharp grip upon him loosened as her left hand slipped from its place, gracefully slipping down the front of his thigh and out of sight. Her lips remained sealed about his girth as she gulped what she could, getting quite a ways past the middle of his equine length on her second try without much trouble. Pausing just short of the base of his shaft, the vixen opens her eyes to examine her oral handi-work, curling her tongue beneath the stallion shaft as she does so, her cheeks perking up in a small smile as she withdrew again.

Lance watched as the lovely vixen pulled herself back a second time, stopping just short of the tip of his length to take a series of deep breaths like before. Opening her eyes to reveal her emerald green orbs once again, she peers up misheciously at him, giving him a quick wink before directing her attention promptly down to his gut, plunging her head forward and swallowing his length all in one go. The stallion clenched his teeth as his hips involuntarily bucked forward, his length gliding effortlessly down Charlotte's throat as she happily swallows it's entirety.

It didn't take much for the vixen to bury her nose into the stallion's gut, her chin resting against the heavy orbs of his sack. The previous two tries were to get her throat acclimated to the generously large size of Lance's member, but now it was different. Peering up once again, this time with her muzzle pressed against his belly, the vixen winks once again up at her stallion partner before drawing herself back and then pressing her maw forward again.

Lance could feel her lips and silken tongue drag across the dark shimmering length of his shaft, his entire body shivering as his length pulsed with his pounding heart. The veins upon his length bulged visibly every time the vixen drew back, disappearing with every plunge of her maw as she swallowed his length happily. He could not help but look on with slitted eyes, overcome by the intense pleasure of Charlotte's dedication. Again and again Charlotte's maw moved forward and back, the stallion's hips bucking and rolling in involuntary bouts as threads of sparkling saliva dripped from the corner of her lips and onto the grassy earth below.

After a very intense minute of oral stimulation, it was about then that she withdrew a third time, taking two deep breaths. However, overcome by a rather animalistic lust, Lance leaned forward and thrust his hips just as Charlotte had finished inhaling her second breath. She was taken off guard by the sudden change of control, her eyes widening as she attempts to peer up at her partner to make eye-contact only to be met by the sight of bulging stallion abs arcing over her head as his hips thrust into her maw.

Dropping the coiled leash onto the ground, Lance takes both of his hands and grips the sides of the vixen's head and hold firmly. Keeping her in place, he was now free to have his way with her as he continues his series of animalistic thrusts. Grunting and growling lowly in a fashion more approrpiate for a predator species than a horse. His movements seemed brutal and mechanical as he pistoned his length again and again down into the vixen's throat. However, Charlotte did nothing to try and stop him.

Other than the initial surprise, Charlotte was quite receptive to this change of pace, removing her right hand from the stallion's hip and bringing it down to join her left hand with the work she had been doing for quite some time between her legs. This was what she wanted and was hoping for since the start.

Lance had lost all sense of time and rationality, his entire focus and being placed into the need for release as his animal instincts took over. Thrust after animal thrust into the maw of his lovely vixen partner drove him closer and closer to the edge of climax. Pressure built in his gut as his brain fought to keep the orgasm at bay, wanting to prolong the pleasure and his body doing everything it can to push it out. The stallion was on the brink, his eyes rolling back in his head as he was moments away from release.

Letting out a loud grunt as his entire body tensed and froze, his hips thrust forward one final time as his length began to pulse, his entire body tensing and relaxing as it finally had it's release. Charlotte's entire body shivered in delight as she knew what this meant, feeling the spurting of something sticky filling her throat and entering her belly.

The stallion was slow to withdraw, shivering as his entire length continued to pulse, panting heavily as he takes several steps back, his shaft leaving a heavy trail of semen to line the inside of the vixen's throat. It was then that with a wet pop, the head of his equine shaft lazily slipped past the vixen's lips. Several long ropes of white warm semen ejected out over Charlotte's face and bare chest, the vixen letting out a series of loud coughs as she cleared her throat and then swallowed what she could.

"Damn...." says Lance with a sound huff, barely managing to remain on his feet as he stands before the vixen, looking down at her with heavy eyes as begins to recover his senses. "You alright, Charlotte?" he asks, somewhat concerned about her condition after her realizes just how much he lost his control.

"Never been better, Lance." says the vixen, bringing her right hand up from her own crotch to wipe away a string of semen that managed to land upon the lid of her one eye. "Your sex doggie is very pleased actually." she added, letting out a quick giggle as she brings her fingers to her mouth, suckling off the semen as she looks up at the stallion with two wide green eyes.

The stallion let out a deep chuckle and one final huff as he kneels down with his left leg and reaches to grasp her chin lightly and lean in for a gentle kiss upon her wet lips. His soft violet eyes gazed into her's as his equine tongue took a squick slip inside, savoring the sweet aroma of a vixen's nethers mixed with his own musky ejaculation.

"Mmmm... Let's get cleaned up, Charlotte."