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Sweet Talker
🕑 Added 2023-03-04 18:17:02 +0000 UTCAlex's mother always told her that she should never trust canine boys. Ever since the tigress was young and still going to school, her mom would paint vivid pictures of how mischievous and chaotic dog boys were. "You should get yourself a nice feline boyfriend, Alex. Those canine boys will only want one thing from you, and it's not a good thing." Mother Marx never went into detail about what exactly it was that canines would have wanted from her. However, as Alex grew older and her interest in the opposite sex grew, she was able to put two and two together.
It's true what they say, that when a parent tries to stop their child from doing something, they'll only want to do it more. A lot of the time it was teenage angst and the desire to be rebellious, but in this case, it was all out of curiosity. And maybe just a smidge of rebellion in response to her mother stopping her from going to a few parties where she was sure she would get to kiss boys.
As a result, she dated a few canine boys in high school and very quickly developed a liking for them. They were tall, strong, and often had a slight odor that she found appealing. However, she didn't exclusively date them; she also dated equines, rodents, and other felines, so her parents weren't entirely disappointed in her. When they found out about her pawprint tattoo, they were supportive, as they believed that her body was her choice. However, what they didn't know was that the pawprint was canine. If they had known that, they would have been less supportive of her decision.
Alex met Asher at the local recreational center, where she went to practice tennis during the winter months when she couldn’t use the court at her house. She first saw him as she walked by the indoor football section, and was immediately attracted to him. He had a big, goofy smile on his face as he jogged to the side of the field to grab a towel to wipe away his sweat. The tigress almost dropped the tennis ball she was tossing up and down in her hand when she saw him peel off his football jersey as she walked by. Alex very rarely found herself thinking such thoughts about a stranger, but when she saw that wet shirt leave that dog’s body, she wanted it against her nose, and she wanted it bad. But stealing was a sin, and she wasn’t one to ever sin. Besides, she had a much, much better plan in mind.
The rec center had an odd layout, having gone through multiple remodels and refittings for various purposes over the years. It had served as a war hospital, an orphanage, and even a nuclear bunker at one point before it was turned into a community recreational center in the early 90s once the threat of being bombed by a sovereign entity mostly faded away. The indoor tennis court was right next to the football field, with just metal wire fences set up to keep the balls from each sport from mingling. This worked out perfectly for Alex. All she had to do was hit one of her tennis balls a little too high with a little too much force in the direction of the football field, and she had an excuse to head on over there. She just had to time it right so that the shirtless dog boy would be the one to pick it up.
Despite not having enough budget to redesign the rec center to have proper individual zones for each sport, the tennis court came equipped with a ball machine. It wasn’t the best one out there, but it was able to spit out fuzzy green balls at a high enough velocity for it to be considered good enough to practice with.
‘Fwoop!’ The sound that it made when it launched a ball out from its Henry-the-Hoover-looking nozzle got annoying after a while, but Alex only needed to hit a few back at it before she could hit her planned rogue ball just to not raise any suspicion. There were a few people that she recognized on the football field as regulars, and they would see right through her plan if she made such a rookie mistake, like messing up the very first ball that came out of the machine. They knew she was good at tennis; they’d see right through it.
The tigress hit back way more than a few balls. She spent a whole five minutes fighting with the ball machine and cackling almost maniacally at herself. She couldn’t help herself and got a little bit carried away. The loud thwacks and thuds echoed throughout the rec center, but at least she knew better than to make those loud and obnoxious moans that tennis players were famous for. Please, she had class.
It didn’t take long for the balls in the machine to start running low, and when Alex saw that there were less than ten balls left, she realized that she hadn't put her plan into motion. In a panic, she turned to look at the football field to her left to make sure that her shirtless future husband was still playing ball. Thankfully, he was, and he was still shirtless. The tigress stared a little bit longer than she should have, and since she wasn't paying attention, the ball machine continued to shoot balls out in her direction.
‘Fwoomph!’
The tigress's ears perked up at the sound of the very last tennis ball shooting out from the machine. She quickly ducked and narrowly avoided getting hit in the face by the green ball. Once she was in the clear, she stood back up and turned to look at the machine. Seeing that there were no more tennis balls in it, she then turned her attention to the last ball as it bounced and rolled to the back of the court. She let out a disappointed sigh, swung her racket through the air, and followed the ball to retrieve it. It looked like she wasn't going to be able to be completely smooth. She only hoped that no one was paying attention.
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The arrival of a green tennis ball on the football field raised a few eyebrows and had the two football teams looking in Alex’s direction. Despite not being able to implement her original plan involving the ball machine, serving the ball over the fence and pretending that it was an accident still seemed to work. The tigress faked a shocked and embarrassed expression as she put her tennis racket down and ran over to the football field to retrieve it.
Being a dog, seeing the tennis ball fly in his direction made his tail wag. But as much as he wanted to run after it to catch it, he had another ball that he was entangled with. He continued playing ball and scored a goal, jumping and pumping his fists into the air in celebration once he did. His celebrations were cut short once the bright green ball rolled into view. He had the look on his face as if he had just found a $100 bill on the ground. He jogged a few feet to the ball and bent over to pick it up. It took every fiber of muscle in his body not to put it in his mouth and start chewing on it, but he managed to hold it up to his fellow footballers and asked if anyone knew who it belonged to.
“Hey dudes, I found a tennis ball, did any of you see where it came from?” he said as he looked at the ball in his hand, turned it around, and squeezed it. The other guys looked a little confused. But one of them pointed behind Asher, “Tennis court, culprit’s incoming.” The brown canine turned around to look at where his friend was pointing and saw an orange and black-striped person in the distance that got closer and closer.
The football field and the tennis court weren’t far apart, but the winding route to get from one to the other was another part of the rec center’s inefficient design. So it took Alex a little longer to get to her shirtless crush, and by the time she was there, she was just an inch away from being out of breath. She was already plenty sweaty from the back and forth with the ball machine, so running her way to the football field didn’t really add too much more schweat.
Alex walked up to the dog boy with a big smile on her face and waved. “Looks like you have my ball there… I think that means I get to have yours.” It was the perfect pickup line; she had been waiting to use that one for a while. Needless to say, it worked. She had Asher laughing and blushing red. She also noticed that the canine boy’s nose was wiggling. She wasn’t the only one who was into sniffing, it seemed. Maybe if she asked to trade her shirt with his, he’d let her. Although she didn’t want to come across as creepy, considering they hadn’t even introduced themselves to each other yet.
“I’m Alex, by the way.” The tigress extended her hand to the dog boy.
The dog footballer boy handed the tennis ball back to the tigress, took her hand in his, and shook it. “I’m Asher. It’s nice to meet you, Alex.” Asher smiled back at the tiger as his nose continued to wiggle. It became more and more obvious that he was taking in her scent, the way dogs liked to do. And judging from how fast his tail was wagging behind him, he liked what he was smelling.
Bingo, she was in.
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After her genius pickup line, Alex and Asher saw each other at the rec center a few more times before they eventually went out on a date. It wasn’t your typical dinner and a movie date either, Asher planned out a nice picnic in a nearby national park, and they watched a movie on a mini projector in the back of his car. The movie was Tangled; one of Asher’s favorites, but since it wasn’t a new release, they had both seen it before. They ended up watching the first quarter of the movie before they started making out and fogging up all the windows. As things heated up, Asher even placed his hand against the glass and left a handprint on the window like Jack did in the movie Titanic. His car had great suspension though, so it was a smooth ride on his big doggy dick.
With their first date a success, they became an item. They went on more dates, met each other's friends, and even went on trips together. She held off on introducing Asher to her parents for as long as she could, but she could only postpone it for so long. With Easter approaching, her mother wanted her to bring her boyfriend over for the Marx family egg hunt, a tradition they had stopped doing a long time ago after Alex grew out of believing in the Easter Bunny. However, Mother Marx really wanted to meet the boy her daughter had been gushing about whenever she called to check in on her.
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Today was the day: Sunday, April 9th, 2023. She was going to have to bring her boyfriend over to her parents’ house for lunch; it was too late for her to back out now. Every instance of her mother telling her that canine boys were "bad" and that she "didn’t want her dating them", echoed in her head as she lathered her lasagna with cheese in preparation to stick it into the oven. Her mom didn’t tell her to bring anything, but she was making something just to be safe. She placed the ceramic dish, filled with her lasagna sheets, cheese, and sauce, into the oven and let out a sigh as she set the timer.
“What if I call and say I’m sick?” Alex said as she stared at the red coil at the top of the oven. Asher, who was sitting at the kitchen island and enjoying a banana, let out a chuckle.
“You can call in sick at work, but I don’t think you can call in sick for Easter with your mom. Plus, you made enough lasagna to feed at least four people, and we’re just two here.” The dog boy put the remaining half of his banana into his mouth whole, which left him chewing silently for a few seconds as he watched Alex watch the lasagna slowly cook in the oven. Alex scrunched her nose and let out a sigh as she watched the top layer of cheese in the lasagna dish start to melt and bubble up.
Asher swallowed the chewed-up banana in his mouth with a loud gulp, pushed himself up from the stool, and walked up behind the tiger. He looped his arms around her front and pressed his nose into the nape of her neck. He took in a couple of deep breaths through his nose and let out a few happy sighs as her scent sent the blood in his veins pumping. Alex turned her head over her shoulder and nuzzled into her boyfriend.
“Besides, I really want to meet your mom, prove her wrong, all that jazz…” Asher chuckled and kissed his girlfriend on the cheek. He then pulled his face out from the tigress’s neck and looked at the timer on the oven. He smirked and resumed sniffing her again. “We have a bit before the lasagna is done, did you wanna…” His tail wagged behind him so fast that it made swooshing noises as it cut through the air. His sniffs were pretty loud, too. His rubbery PlayStation controller joystick nose continued to wiggle and comb through his girlfriend’s soft fur as he pressed himself into her from behind all needy-like. He rubbed his hands over the striped cat’s belly, too, sneakily lowering his hands toward her crotch with every sniff her gave her.
Alex’s tail curled around her dog boyfriend’s leg as he pressed himself against her. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what he meant by “did you wanna”, and his semi-hard dick that she felt pressing up against her ass was very hard to ignore. “You really aren’t helping your case here, you know that, right?” The tigress furrowed her brows and shook her head.
Asher chuckled, gave Alex a smooch on her neck, and pressed his nose right into the side of her head, just shy of her right false-eye kitty cat ear. “But you smell so good, I can’t help it. Maybe my mom should have warned me about feline girls seducing me with their sweat…” he whispered. His dick continued to grow in his pants, from flaccid, to fully erect. It tented out his pants and dug its way in between Alex’s thighs. “Maybe I could get in there before we get to your mom’s house… Get it all out of our systems.” He huffed, his warm breath blew over the tigress’s neck, and he started humping and thrusting his hips gently against the tiger.
The tigress started purring as her interest in the lasagna started to dwindle. Her boyfriend’s cock wedging its way in between her thighs and rubbing against her crotch through her pants had her engine going. The friction and the warmth made her wet, and it didn’t take too long for the tigress to stand up straight, turn around to face her boyfriend, and place a hand on the tent in his pants that was pointed at her. She bit her lip, let out a huff, and glanced at the clothed cock with a smile. She pressed her hand on his dick and used it like a springboard for her fingers for a few seconds before she curled her fingers around it and looked up at her tall dog boy boyfriend.
“Okay, but we stop once the timer goes off, okay? My mom is going to kill me if I bring her burnt lasagna, and if it burnt because my forbidden dog boyfriend was fucking me in the kitchen, who knows what she’ll do.” Alex smirked and started to pull down her boyfriend’s pants. Asher did the same with Alex’s, too, slipping his big fingers underneath the waistband of her jeans, unbuttoning them, and sliding them down her thighs in one smooth motion, he had done the move so many times that it was like a party trick now. He had worked his way through her entire wardrobe, and every new piece of clothing she bought, he practiced on eventually.
The two lovers kicked their pants off and moved on to removing their tops. Once they threw their clothes aside, Asher picked Alex up and held her by her tush as they locked lips and sucked on each other’s faces. The dog threw in some tongue and Alex did the same as her hands hungrily grabbed his cheeks and they mixed their saliva together. Asher blindly moved them away from the oven and off to the side by an empty wall. He gently pushed Alex up against it and they continued to make out as the timer on the oven very quietly ticked on in the background. The smell of fresh lasagna slowly filled up the kitchen, but the smell of Asher’s dick as it grazed and brushed gently over Alex’s pussy was much more potent. Alex pulled away from the kiss after the smell of her boyfriend’s dick hit her and she felt him prodding at her entrance. He was thrusting his hips very gently, pushing his tip against her pussy only for it to slip and slide over the curvature of her mound and bump into her clit. Someone was getting impatient, and it was pretty cute.
There were so many things Alex loved about Asher; he was a dork, a bit dumb sometimes, and he made so many childish jokes that had Alex rolling her eyes but also laughing at the same time. He was also dangerously good-looking, had a nice uncut dick, and was super into sniffing her. And Alex loved how his tongue slipped out of his mouth whenever he was exasperated, it made her want to kiss him every time she saw it, and she also wanted to feel his hot and exhausted breaths against her pussy while his tongue rested against her. He was kind, loving, and fun, the handsomeness, interest in musk and scents, and the size of his dick and libido were just very good bonuses.
Asher rubbed his dick up and down along Alex’s wet pussy and spread her pussy juice and his precum all over. Their privates rubbing together made loud wet noises similar to someone stirring a pot of mac’n cheese. The big dog boy bit his lip, tightened his grip around his girlfriend’s thighs, and looked her right in the eyes as he pulled his hips back slightly to align his dick with the entrance of her pussy. His tip dragged down from her clit and wedged itself in between her labia, and once he pulled back far enough for his foreskin-covered tip to be perfectly aligned with her hole, he pulled one hand from the tigress’s thigh, put it against the wall, and leaned his face closer to hers.
“I like the burnt cheese on the lasagna, so I don’t think your parents will mind it getting a little bit burnt.” Asher chuckled.
The rubbing of his uncut doggy dick against her wet pussy had the tigress moaning and chewing on her lip. When she heard Asher’s joke, she rolled her eyes and laughed but shook her head. “Shut up and fuck me already you dummy.” The tigress demanded. Her pussy winked at Asher as he held his dick against her. With a verbal demand from his girlfriend, Asher wasted no time in pushing his dick into her. His tip sunk into her slowly and his foreskin peeled back as he pushed deeper and deeper into her. The tigress’s pussy spread to accommodate his dick and Asher let out a shivering moan as he felt her walls rub along his tip and shaft. He felt every ridge and bump that her textured pussy walls had to offer, and as he sunk in inch by inch, he felt her clench around him just as his balls pressed firmly against her butt.
“There we go… That’s the feline pussy I’ve been chasing. Your mother must be very disappointed.” Asher chuckled. He let his dick sit inside that tiger pussy for a few seconds and allowed it to adjust to her tightness, temperature, and the occasional involuntary contractions of her pelvic muscles. Every time those clenches happened; Asher’s dick throbbed in response. It went like this back and forth for a good minute before he reeled his hips back and pulled his dick out of her. He left the tip in and slammed his hips right back in with a loud, wet, and sloppy ‘schlap’.
“Hhoooh!” Asher shivered and moaned.
“Hhhaaannnhhh!” Alex did, too.
With his dick back inside Alex’s cunt, he rolled his hips to move it around inside her and rub his thick tip over every bit of her insides. His dick was a good combination of both girth and length and Alex’s belly bulged ever so slightly each time Asher stuffed it inside her. He started slow, pulling his dick back out, then pushing it back in again. His foreskin rolled back and forth with his hip motions and his balls slapped against her, making a sound akin to ham and cheese being slapped onto a sandwich, hard.
‘Plap, plap, plap, plap, plap!’
He gradually increased his pace as he fucked the tiger up against the wall. His eyes locked with hers and he looked down at the lip grip happening as his dick went in and out of her tight pussy.
Alex did her best to maintain eye contact with her boyfriend, but as he started fucking her faster and harder, it became difficult to keep looking at his baby-blue eyes. She looked down at her crotch to stare at her boyfriend’s cock as it disappeared inside her. The slight bulge that appeared and disappeared on her stomach drove her wild. It felt good being fucked by her boyfriend so passionately; the way his dick slammed into her g-spot over and over again made her moan so loud that there was no way their neighbors on their floor didn’t hear them. Alex’s pussy leaked so much of her juices as Asher pounded her that it even started dripping onto the floor in addition to splashing onto her thighs and Asher’s stomach. Splat, splat, splat. Drip, drip, drip.
“Hhhhhhhnnnnff fuck…” Alex let out a moan as she placed a hand over her lower belly to feel that doggy dick as it slid in and out of her. Her eyes widened for a few seconds when she felt the bulge and she clenched her pussy around Asher’s dick nice and hard. Her clench made Asher moan, too, almost like a grunt. And he suddenly stopped thrusting and left his dick inside her pussy, basking in the clenches that squeezed his dick over and over, massaging and milking his dick to get him closer to popping.
“Rrrrrrnnnhhgggg… Holy fuck, Alex… We’re barely ten minutes in, and you want me to cum already?” Asher let out a chuckle and shook his head to brush his nose over the tigress’s temple. The tiger’s clenches didn’t stop, squeezing, tightening, and creating suction around his dick. His dick throbbed over and over in response as he stared into the tigress’s eyes.
Alex stared back at him, smiling as her cheeks flushed a hot red. After a few moans and huffs, she replied to him. “The oven is only set for 45 minutes, and I’m going to need a shower with h-how much you nut…” the tigress cooed. “Plus, I’m close already…”
“Haha, that’s a first… I’m usually the one who finishes first.” Asher said with a smug look spread all over his face. That explained the many clenches from the tigress and how she was spreading her toes. The knowledge of how Alex was on the verge of orgasm gave the dog boy a confidence boost and he pulled his dick out of her puss just to start slamming it back into her again. This time around, he didn’t gradually increase his pace. Instead, he jumped right into pumping his dick in and out of his girlfriend’s kitty cat pussy like a jackhammer removing concrete off of a street. His balls swung and slapped against the tigress’s ass loud and hard. And the tip of his dick slammed into her, rubbed over every bit of her walls over and over, and teased her g-spot so much that it pushed the tiger over the edge after just five minutes of him giving her his D at full force.
“Hhhhhhuhuhhhhaahhhnnnng…” Alex moaned. Her pussy’s clenches and squeezes around Asher’s dick got harder and harder as she felt a pleasurable tingle run through her entire body; she was almost there. And with Asher showing no sign of stopping, she was going to squirt all over the place in no time.
Pumping his dick in and out of Alex at such a pace brought him closer to his orgasm rather quickly. He felt it coming, but he had to hold it in as long as he could to get his girl to cum first. He continued slamming his hips against her, bouncing the tiger up and down against the wall, and making all sorts of noise that they’d definitely hear about from the building’s management. Asher’s eyes wandered from his girlfriend’s face down to her tits as they bounced up and down with every thrust. His eyes moved down further to stare at the bulge in her tummy that he was making with his dick and a proud grin spread on his face again.
“Hhhnnyyyaaa! Fuck! I’m cumming!” Alex let out a moan, squinted her eyes shut, and reached a hand up to grab her boyfriend’s right shoulder. Her fingers dug into him hard and her pussy clenched around his dick tight. Despite this, Asher continued thrusting, bucking his hips back and forth, fighting against her tight clenches and her shivers and trembles as she reached her orgasm.
She squirted all over Asher’s pelvis, spraying him in her thick femcum that splashed over his short fur and then onto the kitchen floor. Alex continued to moan, huff, and pant as her pussy shot out an almost unbelievable amount of liquid like a busted fire hydrant.
The feeling of Alex’s wet squirt spraying over him was really pushing it for him. He was able to wait it out for his girlfriend to finish first, so there wasn’t much of a reason for him to hold back his own orgasm now. With a few more thrusts, he pushed his dick inside her as deep as he could; his balls pressed firmly against her taint and they tucked upward as he unloaded his seed into her.
“Hhhhhhhnnnnnrrggggghhhh…. Hhhhhhaaahhh… Hhhhhhhffff…”
Rope after rope of his thick, viscous, and hot semen shot into Alex’s pussy. It flooded her in a matter of seconds and increased the bulge in Alex’s lower abdomen by a significant amount. The warm cum painted Alex’s love canal white, and once Asher had filled Alex’s pussy to capacity, it started to leak out of the small gaps between Alex’s lip grip and Asher’s dick. It dripped onto the floor, mixed in with the puddle of Alex’s squirt, ran down Alex’s ass, and even spurted up onto her hip; a few thick ropes across her paw print tattoo.
Alex could have sworn that she felt Asher’s cum sizzle as it landed on her. It was hot, like a warm custard; thick like it, too. With heavy breathing coming from both of them, their chests rose and fell. The look on Asher’s face was that of pure bliss as he stared at the mess he made, the bulge in Alex’s tum, and her titties that he really wanted to suck on. After a few heavy breaths in and out, he brought his gaze back to Alex’s and stared into her eyes instead.
Alex stared back, let go of his shoulder, and was just about to say something when Asher opened his mouth first.
“You are gonna be such a good mother…” Asher said breathily as he stared into Alex’s big green eyes with his gorgeous baby blue hues. Alex went wide-eyed and stared right back at him with her brows raised, her left hand frozen awkwardly in place as she reeled it away from his shoulder and her mouth slightly agape.
“You really think so?” the tigress asked, eyes still wide like a kid in the world’s largest candy store. She felt her heart thump loud and fast in her chest and she couldn’t help but clench her pussy just one more time around Asher’s dick to make him weak in the knees.
Asher nodded and bit his lip as he felt the tigress’s pussy squeeze around his dick a little more. More of his excess cum spewed out from her as she clenched, they were going to really have to mop up before leaving for Easter lunch at the Marx's.
“How did you know I was ovulating?” Alex asked another question; her brows raised a little higher for this one.
Asher chuckled, shrugged his shoulders, and pressed his nose into his girlfriend’s temple again. He sniffed at her and grinned. “I could smell it.”
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Asher by SpaceCamping
Art by Spuydjeks
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Naliktay
Aw yis, 11/10. ❤️
