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Meet Me in the Bar
🕑 Added 2017-11-04 13:26:53 +0000 UTCAmazing art by: Sweepingfoxtail
Further and further someone went into Darksite, the fewer inhibitions they would have seen. While the entire city was more or less standard and free of particularly debaucherous things, Darksite was the safe haven for every sin imaginable. The customs of this particular portion of the city were that your body belonged to everyone else. Since this applied to everyone, it was acceptable to give yourself to someone else's whims as likely as you were to do the same.
The sidewalks were rampant with individuals in every state of coitus. Few people wore clothing in Darksite, it was only ever a hassle to keep taking them off and then putting them back on. As such, those that did often wore skirts with no panties or just forwent bottoms all together. Various styles showed off exposed genitals and breasts, pierced cocks and tits were emphasized to show off jewelry Everyone enjoyed keeping themselves revealed, as if everyone in Darksite was a model and a piece of food, meant to be seen and sampled.
Neil was a wolf that had lived in Darksite for about two years. His black fur matched the midnight sky and his glowing, yellow eyes scanned the sidewalks as he meandered down, his destination set off towards a bar that he and a few friends enjoyed visiting. Though it was a weeknight, there was only one friend that had asked him along. Perhaps she missed him, they didn't often see each other due to different work schedules, or what was more likely is that she missed getting knotted by him.
Chasers was a bar like any other on a long strip of road that had plenty of other bars on it. Not too flashy or out of the ordinary, but it was the one place that his friend enjoyed going to. As Neil stepped inside he was greeted with an average sight for what bars usually had. Various people were leisurely enjoying themselves, relaxing in booths and splayed over tables getting fucked. Some were occasionally nuzzling and lapping at exposed pussies and tailholes while others nursed on rock hard cocks.
The wolf immediately recognized his friend sitting up at the bar. She was a stunning fox, her red fur the color of polished ruby, her form athletic and healthy, a length of golden hair reached down to the middle of her back. She was leaning forward against the counter, her elbows rested on the surface while she nursed at the edge of a mixed drink. Behind her was a male that was tentatively pounding her pussy, a tall Labrador that had lifted her skirt, and since she wore no panties he was allowed easy access.
Her breasts bounced freely, as her shirt had been forcefully lifted, accompanied by the rhythmic smack of the male driving away at her cunt. While her eyes were half lidded and her jaw slack from the pleasure that was no doubt coursing through her form, she was still able to manage a sidelong glance and saw her friend approach.
“N-neil!” she huffed and grunted hard as the other dog began a succession of rapid bucking. “I'm glad you...c-could make it!” she continued and gripped the edge of the bar with one paw while she set her drink on a coaster with the other.
“Heyas, Ginger” the wolf said and slid into the seat next to her as if she wasn't getting fucked out in the open. The Labrador gave a sudden rough grunt and froze with his hips pressed hard against her. The vixen erupted with a shriek that she quickly muffled with one paw, her face flushed brightly as her body gave a slight jerk and spasm, not unlike what the other dog was doing.
Neil watched as the Labrador went from a silent rigid stance to one that was relaxed. He slowly came away with his cock rapidly growing soft and trailing a thick gush of cum. Ginger's pussy gaped and leaked the milky fluid on the floor, it spattered and mixed with a growing pool, no doubt having been added to all evening.
“Wild night, eh?” the wolf remarked and rested his chin on his paw.
Ginger gave a huff and smirked as she tilted her head towards him. “Like any other. How have you been?” she asked and picked up her drink again and sipped at it.
“I've been well.”
“Things still working out at your call center?” she inquired. The bar tender, a jaguar, stepped up to where Neil was and took a quick drink order before going off to fill it.
“I suppose so. And how have you been?” The wolf asked and shifted his eyes off to the side as he watched another male approach his friend from behind. He was an equine with his huge cock already in hand. Clearly someone that had watched the girl from afar, now that she was unoccupied he took his opportunity. Ginger shifted to brace for the inevitable penetration and made sure to drain the rest of her drink. “I see you seem to be taking your break up pretty well,” he teased.
“Yeah, it's nice to be back in the public setting,” she replied and grunted as she felt the equine stranger's cock push up under her tail, his thick head forcibly grinding against her asshole. She relaxed and felt his forced entry at the same time. She had been fucked a time or two in the ass that night but equines were always so hard to take.
“It suits you,” Neil commented as he watched the stud get right to work. His hoof tipped hands gripped her by the waist and kept her stable as he pushed every inch he had up into her bowels. What must have been at least a foot of dick slipped inside of her with hardly any resistance. She gave a startled grunt and moan, her eyes crossing momentarily.
The bar tender returned and set a beer down on a coaster in front of the wolf. As Neil watched the show he began to sip his beverage. Ginger was the kind of girl that was always more than happy to offer her holes up to any male that asked nice enough. This was all but common, her ass hanging over the seat, getting fucked for hours on end. There was no doubt in Neil's mind that any mate that would try to hold her down would have to compete with every other cock in Darksite. That's almost too tall of an order to fill.
“I really h-h-ope I wasn't...ugh, pulling you away from...anything,” she grunted out and pressed her bare tits to the bar counter, her head turned to address the lupine.
“Oh no, of course not. I enjoy coming out to the bar,” he said with a nod.
“We d-d-don't hang out..mmh...much anymore,” she continued, trying to keep her composure. The stallion let out a neigh and began to saw his hips harder, his heavy balls smacking at the seat of her chair. Her whole form shook with each impact and the mixture of her pussy juice and cum began to sloppily drain over her chair.
“We're both pretty busy. Also your ex was a total dick,” he commented and rolled his eyes.
“If only h-he...uggh! Knew how to properly use his,” he added and the two laughed. Neil began to notice that every time that huge shaft plunged into her ass, her belly would bulge. She seemed to notice it as well and she rested a paw against her otherwise flat stomach.
“So what number is this then?” Neil asked and took another swig of his beer.
“I-i-i-i don't know...maybe s-s-seven?” she whimpered and rested her face in her palm. She wasn't able to move much as much as she would have liked to, but for what limited space she had she was able to grind back a little with very pump. She loved the sensation of her insides being pushed around and her pucker getting forced open. No hole on her was taboo after all and she'd get any one of them ravaged for as long as any man or group of men wanted.
For as much of a slut as Ginger was, she was hardly considered to be outside of the norm as far as the women of Darksite went. She loved sex, as much as any guy, and she didn't mind getting it from anyone. As such, the bar scene was always the best place to get fucked if you didn't mind who was cumming inside of you. It was nights like these that she never even looked her suitors in the eye, only ever staring forward, sipping her drink, and letting the cum ooze from her used holes.
Carrying a conversation was always difficult when this was going on. Neil loved watching his friend do what she loved about as much as she loved doing it. The current horse was very enthusiastic too, which only added to the entertainment. He would give out braying huffs and neigh as a particularly strong surge of ecstasy would hit him. His feet would clop the floor hard as he kept up an aggressive pace. His entire cock disappeared within her bowels, almost magic like. The length glistened from the mixture the vixen had been collecting all night.
Like all enthusiastic and hard working males that took her as a conquest, this stud had hardly any stamina. It seemed only a few minutes had gone by that his form was showing signs of fatigue. The pounding never let up, perhaps a testament to the equine's physical prowess, but a steady sweat had developed on his brow and his breath came in ragged pants. As he hurriedly jammed away, Ginger was happily moaning and reveling in the excited horse's treatment.
Neil didn't bother to talk anymore, when she got into it like this there wasn't hardly any way to communicate with her. Being the voyeur in this sense was a deeply held fetish the wolf had. Since he wore no bottoms his sheath and subsequently hard cock were fully out in the open. His fingers wrapped around his girth and began to pump it in tandem with the horse's movements, lubed by the excitable amount of precum that flowed over its surface.
He was happily stroking his shaft when the horse gave a sudden rumbling groan that worked itself into a bray that filled the room. Much like the Labrador before him, this male lodged every inch he had into the girl's ass and stayed there. He was shivering hard and his hips would make a shivering buck every once in a while. Thick cum pooled within Ginger's belly and the sensation of the warm liquid was enough to make her mind go blank. She simply sat there, leaned over with her eyes turned up into her head and her mouth hanging open.
A soft, pleasured squeak was all that fell from her lips as she let out a shuddering exhale. The stallion slowly pulled himself away, his rubbery soft cock now covered in a layer of jizz that dripped to the floor all the way as it came out. When the flared head of the man's dick was yanked free it was like letting a dam loose. Cum poured out with all the fines of an upturned quart of milk, the ring gaped wide with no evidence that it would ever recover.
The stallion stepped back, still huffing as he looked upon the sight of the growing pool of his jizz on the floor. Without the slightest hint of acknowledgment, he simply turned and walked away, satisfied and uncaring. Ginger gave a slight shake of her head as her mind came back around. She reached behind herself and dipped her fingers into the dripping hole, easily able to fit all four inside before she brought them to her lips and licked them clean.
“Enjoy the show?” she asked simply and turned to her friend with a smirk. Still pumping away at his cock, he nodded his head. “It's your turn now. Last fuck of the night goes to my only true friend,” she said happily and winked.
“You're too generous,” he replied and murred as he got up from his seat and made his way around the the back of the girl's chair. His feet paws became covered in sticky cum as he had to step into the growing pool to get into position. It didn't bother him so much, coming into contact with other guys' fluids was nothing new. Still rubbing his shaft, he looked down at the mess that was her pussy and tailhole.
Still dripping the remnants of the last dog, her cunt hung open as it awaited a fresh cock to come stuff it. Neil moved up and pressed his tip to her pussy and began to slide in. The fresh dog seed made for an excellent lube as he pushed all the way in with ease. The vixen wasn't very tight in the slightest, but she didn't have to be, as the warm, wet environment still sent fingers of pleasure coursing up his spine.
A low moan whispered from her mouth and she turned her head back to look him in the eyes. “I've missed your dick so much,” she whimpered and gasped as she began to get fucked. Neil's hips settled firm to her before he began to move. The rapid clap of their bodies striking one another was evident right away. His paws reached around her body and cupped her breasts. As his fingers played at her erect nipples she would arch her back against his chest.
His mind became bliss filled as every little bit as her own. His cock slurped loudly every time he would push it in, the wet sound echoing as his movements gained speed and strength. His muzzle leaned in and took a hold of her neck, his teeth sinking into scruff and not causing any real pain, but she knew what it meant. With this friendly hold he had claimed her as his, something she was more than happy to comply with.
Ginger moaned and cried out the wolf's name, her paw reaching back to cradle his head and stroke over his ears as he thrusted against her form. He was bigger than the previous dog and just as energetic. Precum splashed into the ocean of various semen loads within her, and even as she tried to clench down on his cock, a night's worth of being ravished had ruined her capabilities.
In the midst of their fun the bar tender came over to the girl and asked if she wanted anything more. Barely able to register his words and convey her own, she did manage to get a refill of the same thing she had been drinking. She sipped away at its edge as it came back full and perspiring from its cold contents. Truly there was nothing better, enjoying the bar scene while having her holes filled with whoever wanted to, made all the better by the inclusion of her friend.
She pushed back onto his pelvis every time he would drive against her. Little better than sensational was how she would have described it had she been a bit more sober. For now, her alcohol drowsed mind was swimming in the lust filled antics of her surroundings. Her breasts bounced and jiggled freely, still being groped and played with by the wolf. Little did either realize, but quite a few other patrons were enjoying the show. Other men and women paused in their fucking to enjoy the sight as they went about their own business.
Neil never minded being watched, in fact his voyeurism went right along with his exhibitionism. The fact that so many eyes were on them both only spurred him on. For those other males that were still around to watch the woman that they had once enjoyed get fucked by this newcomer, were shown what the stamina of a true alpha male was capable of. The wolf's rolling form far outlasted any previous suitor Ginger had encountered that night, as he often did.
At the base of his cock, the thick knot swelled and pressed up hard into the vixen. Her cunt being as well used as it was, wasn't quite able to keep a hold of that bulbous object, so it simply popped in and out of her pussy, stretching her lips to the degree that it was almost a novas sensation. She was letting her voice be heard, profane screams slipping from her lips as she begged him to fuck her harder and to fill her with cum. The bar tender was even pawing as his own cock from such a lovely sight as this.
Neil's knot preluded to his imminent climax, and it was quick to build. She was the first fuck of the night and likely the last, a healthy volume had been building all day for him and there was no one else he would have preferred to empty himself into. He pinched and tugged her tits extra hard as the waves of pleasure built and broke over his mind. She howled out, as if predicting what was about to happen. He let out a tooth grit snarl of his own. His driving hips suddenly seized as the first orgasmic peak hit him. With knot forced inside and the tip of his dick forced up against her cervix, he began to cum.
Like all the men before him, Neil's semen splattered the back for her cunt and immediately washed back. His shaft became coated in his own essence and it rushed to coat over his own balls. While he added to the ever growing puddle beneath her chair, Neil would spasm and inject another salvo inside every so often, but the majority had already been left within.
Ginger's pussy lips were stretched over his knot and refused to let go as he initially tugged. They bulged out and were pulled back just a little bit before releasing. With a pop he came free and with it the watery contents of his balls. Her seat soaked and her body finally satisfied from the night of debauchery, the vixen turned her head and gave a content smile at her lover. While Neil panted, he returned the friendly gesture.
“I don't want to be alone tonight...Will you spend the night at my place?” she asked with a low voice that still dripped with her need.
“That sounds great to me,” he murred and leaned his head in, his muzzle gently brushing against her own with an affectionate nuzzle. Neil payed for both of their drinks with a small amount of cash that he kept stowed away in the pocket of his shirt and then helped the fox to her feet.
Ginger's legs wobbled and needed a little support in the beginning, of which the wolf provided. She leaned against his shoulder, his arm brought around to cradle her side as he gently lead her to the bar exit. A few more patrons wondered in from the outside, but when they came near the door was clear. Stepping deliberately and slowly to get their bearing, the two drifted into the warm night air and began down the sidewalk, their destination settled at an apartment building a couple blocks down.
