The Studsky: Chapter 3
Added 2018-03-06 05:35:30 +0000 UTCAwesome art by: Jailbird
Tremo wasn't such a bad a bad city, certainly one of the better ones Mylo had been to, but it was still more crowded than he liked. Luckily his destination was set farther out than the city. Much like most of his assignments, he was destined for the suburbs, which he headed for with haste. He grabbed his luggage and headed for the airport exit where his manager had told him to go.
One thing that he loved about Riina so much was that he hardly had to do anything to get to his destination. Right at the airport he was met by a rental car agent that provided him the keys to a very nice muscle car. It wasn't quite like his own back home, but it was better than nothing. At the very least he felt more normal.
With his GPS cued to his assigned address, he was on his way with minimal effort. Time escaped him in a quick stream. With his phone jacked into the stereo he was able to listen to his own music that made the car ride go much faster. At the moment all he could think about was getting back home to Suzy. He came to realize it wasn't a healthy mindset to be in, so he shook his head and took a deep breath. No, he wasn't going to be negative, it harmed his performance.
Mylo forced a smile on his face and grabbed a pair of sunglasses from his shirt pocket and set them on his muzzle. He then rolled down the window and set his elbow on the ledge. Warm air drifted in and he let the weight of his foot settle down on the gas peddle. With one paw on the wheel, he began to weave in and out of traffic, passing by several cars on the highway out of the main part of the city.
He wore a broad grin on his face all the way through, and in no time at all he was crossing through intersections farther out into the less bustling section of suburbia. To his surprise the houses he was passing through weren't the three story mansions he was used to seeing. Certainly they were all nice and at least two stories, but there weren't any gates or fences to keep solicitors out.
In a way it was nice, the extraordinarily reclusive always weirded him out, as if they were afraid that someone was out to get them and they needed to hide behind some barrier. In short, he felt it to be unnatural. But then again they weren't his houses and he didn't pretend to know his clients' lives.
His GPS gave a short ding and announced he had arrived at his destination as he slowly rolled to a stop in front of a house that kind of looked a bit smaller than the others. Still a two story structure, but it didn't have a nice yard or even a garage. A simple drive way led up to the front door that had an SUV and a sedan parked side by side on it. He grabbed his folder quickly and thumbed through the contact information for a moment, reaffirming that he was indeed at the right house. Everything seemed to be in order, and the husky gave a simple shrug to himself.
He popped the driver side door open and got out with ease. He held his envelope under his arm and began walking for the house, but before he got too far away he held up his key and locked his car with the remote.
It was a very pleasant day, though at this time it was more in the evening. The sky had already begun to turn pink and yellow on the horizon, and his flight out of Tremo was in four hours. When he stepped up onto the porch he checked himself over to make sure he was nice and presentable. He wore the same suit and dress clothing that he took to every client, and once he was satisfied with himself, he stepped closer and raised his fist to the door.
Mylo got exactly one knock against the heavy, wooden surface when it suddenly swung in, revealing an excited looking greyhound woman. She was tall and fit with an athletic build. She was still a head shorter than the husky, but then again most were. She had on some very simple, relaxed clothing. A pair of yoga pants held tight to her firm backside and a sports bra held her large breasts together.
When Mylo saw her, he put on his most friendly smile. “Hello there, might you be Carla Meyer?” he asked pleasantly. The girl suddenly beamed happily and her tail began to wag around.
“I am! You must be the breeder then, Mylo Rutherford?” she offered.
He nodded his head and chuckled. “The one and only,” he said as he pulled his sunglasses off from the bridge of his nose and gave her a friendly wink.
“Oh fantastic! Come in, come in!” she said excitedly and stepped back while holding the door open for him.
“Thank you,” he rumbled and stepped in, ducking a bit beneath the door frame. It took Mylo a moment for his eyes to adjust, but when they did he suddenly came to realize that there was another woman standing right behind the greyhound. He had to crane his head to see her but she timidly ducked further behind her wife.
“And this must be Shay Meyer,” he said and offered his paw towards her but she didn't really move.
“Oh, sorry, she's just shy,” the canine said and suddenly darted around and exposed the other woman. Compared to her partner, Shay was a vixen that was a bit shorter and a bit pudgier than her lover, her hips were wide and her bust was larger than the other woman's. She wore a long sleeved shirt and her blond, shoulder length hair was pulled back behind her head. A pair of glasses were settled on her nose, which was pointed down to avoid eye contact. Mylo had met these kind of women before, oddly enough they were usually the ones that were the kinkiest, so he looked forward to seeing what she offered.
The husky continued to hold his large paw out to her and maintained a friendly smile. For the first time since he arrived she glanced up and met his eyes. Her dazzling green irises were magnified by her glass lenses, and he couldn't help but find her to be very cute. Then she looked down at his outstretched paw and quickly reached out with her own. She gave him a dainty shake and then retreated again.
“She'll come out of her shell, I promise. All she needs is some time,” Carla assured and stroked over the fox woman's shoulders as she stood behind her.
“No worries,” he said and leaned down, bringing his face a bit closer to Shay's. “I know exactly how to get someone to come out of their shell,” he rumbled and winked. The vixen stared at him with wide eyes and a cherry red blush suddenly covered her face. If she wasn't horny before, she certainly was now and he could smell it on her. In fact...
Mylo took a deep breath as he leaned back up and glanced around the inside of the house. It was faint but noticeable now that he could concentrate, and incredible unmistakable. The distinct aroma of heat permeated the dwelling, but with the help of air fresheners and open windows it was almost completely ventilated out. It had gotten into the walls and carpet though, and now a more animalistic side of Mylo's brain was trying to take over.
“So how do these things usually work out?” Carla asked as she meandered a little closer to the dog.
He turned to her and smiled, “We can go any number of ways from here, whatever makes you comfortable. We can get right to the act, we can make a mood, talk if you like, or-”
“Let's get right to it!” the greyhound barked and pushed her wife towards a doorway that lead to a flight of stairs going to the second story. “Follow us!” she called over her shoulder. Mylo smirked and fell in behind the greyhound, his curled tail flicking from side to side. He came to notice that the smell grew gradually stronger the closer he was to them. When they got to the top of the stairs the scent seemed to be omnipresent and with the use of his nose he could practically make his own way to their bedroom.
The door was already open and when the husky stepped inside he was hit in the face with how powerful the scent of heat was. There was certainly no attempt to aerate this room, and he swayed on his feet as he took it all in. It was also within that moment that he became aware of his cock straining against the front of his pants.
“If you don't mind we'd like to freshen up really quick,” Carla chirped up as she continued to push Shay towards a master bathroom.
“N-no, wait!” Mylo stuttered and cleared his throat as he grabbed the folder that was still tucked under his arm. “Before we go much further I have some information for you and a couple forms you need to sign,” he explained.
“Oh sure!” she said and spun around, bounding back over to him and standing at his side. He opened the folder and pulled out a couple pieces of paper and a pen that he clicked the bottom of.
“They're just standard issue consent forms. I also have to inform both of you that as soon as penetration occurs for either one or both of you, that refunding of any kind is no longer an option,” he continued as the greyhound brought the forms over to her wife to look over. They seemed to scan the documents quickly enough and came to realize that this was the same thing that they had signed before when they had first signed up for this experience.
“I also must inform you both that I have a concealed and carry weapon,” he explained and opened the side of his jacket to reveal his holster and hand gun. The two gave the standard reaction whenever he made mention of it, so he was quick to reassure. “Only for dire situations, I highly doubt one such will arise but it is there for my protection,” he concluded.
“Your protection?” Carla snickered and raised a brow at him.
“Mylo shrugged. “I know it might look odd, but not every husband is thrilled that their wife is getting the best sex of her life while they listen. It doesn't matter how big I am, a good stab or gunshot and I'm as gone as anyone,” he said with a wink. The two women shared a look and then nodded with understanding. They signed where they were supposed to and then handed the forms back to the husky who slipped them back into the folder. During the time that his eyes were turned away he suddenly felt a paw graze over the front of his pants.
“Holy shit, you're hard as hell!” Carla laughed. The husky gasped and looked down in time to see the greyhound had dropped to a kneeling position in front of him, her paw tracing the indent of his cock as it traveled down the length of his thigh. He shivered and bit his lip as he tried to stay focused, but that didn't seem too likely. The big thing that really made his mind go wild was when he looked over to see that Shay had her paw down the front of her undone pants and was frantically rubbing at her pussy, her eyes fixated on her wife toying with the big cock indent.
She didn't even wait for him to say anything, she just grabbed his belt and unclasped it before she undid his button and zipper. “Fuck freshening up, I need this now!” she demanded as the husky's huge cock sprang free of its confines. As his pants and underwear settled around his knees, his proud canid dick stuck straight up, throbbing and dripping pre cum.
“Fuck, you're huge” she whined and grabbed his dick at the base and gave it one stroke from there to the tip. “Shay, you have to come over here and help me with this,” she demanded with a laugh and aimed his cock down so she could appreciate it better. The vixen was quick to rush over and join her wife, seeming to have completely abandoned her shyness for the moment.
When the vixen got close enough she shoved her pants and panties to the floor and stepped out of them. Her pussy had a thick patch of dark brown pubic hair over her pelvis and lips, but he could see that the inside of her thighs were soaked. She eagerly took a hold of his member as well and assisted her mate with drawing it closer.
Both girls opened their mouths and stuck out their tongues. When their wet surfaces began to brush over his throbbing pyre he let out a defeated moan and tilted his head back. Each of his paws settled against each of their heads as they went about eagerly licking and slurping over his cock.
Carla Was drawing long licks over his side while Shay had moved up and balanced the tip of his dick between her lips. He could feel her soft appendage swirling around his tapered end and cleaning the way when precum would drip from his hole. Both were happy to fawn and kiss over his rock hard girth, even taking a position at either side to brush their lips over his dark red shaft. Their tongues painted him with saliva and their lips would often meet in the middle and they would share in a passionate kiss.
It was a very rare opportunity indeed for Mylo to be a part of this type of a threesome. It would seem that on occasion, lesbian couples couldn't even fight their own instinctual urges for child rearing. In truth, he would savor this experience as best he could.
Carla had taken over pushing his length into her mouth and bobbing her head while Shay went down below and was busily burying her nose into his hefty ballsack. The beat of his heart could be tasted, and the greyhound was excitedly slurping and making loud noises as her mouth would dip nice and low before popping back up.
Surprisingly, the vixen had tasked herself with fitting one of his balls into her mouth. She was very gentle and caring as she held her maw wide and cradled his sensitive prize on her tongue. She still licked around its circumference and sent tendrils of pleasure coursing through his body.
Over time, the three made their way to the girls' bed. Shay and Carla eagerly stripped out of their clothes and waded out onto the queen sized mattress. As they waited for Mylo to disrobe, they began to share in a series of passionate kisses with Carla straddling Shay at the waist and leaning over her. When they felt the muscular husky join them from behind, they untangled themselves and accepted him into their fun.
Shay took the sudden and surprising initiative and leaned her face up to his as he came near. Their lips met and her paws came around to holds his cheeks. Their eyes closed and for a moment he became lost in her presence. It was about then that he felt Carla begin to fumble around with his cock as she snuck beneath him. Her paws stroked over his size once more and she placed a gentle kiss on his tip.
“I wanna go first,” the greyhound woman said and glanced up to see the husky's reaction. He slowly broke the embrace with Shay and leaned back on his knees. He gazed down at the other dog and smirked.
“That's fine with me, I have enough for both of you,” he assured. The girls began to move again as if they had rehearsed the whole experience for how they wanted to get fucked. Shay moved up towards the top of the bed and settled her back against the wall. With her legs spread nice and wide, Carla moved down onto his paws and knees with her head dipped down between her mate's thighs.
Mylo was left with the view of the greyhounds unobscured ass sticking up straight in the air, her tail waging around fast and fanning her scent towards him. He took a deep, intoxicated breath and moved closer.
Carla's pussy was very clean shaven and well kept. Her lips glistened in the low light of the room and her tailhole reflexively winked. He sidled up close and set his paws on either side of her hips. His long cock pressed between her cheeks and began to grind between them like a hot dog. Just as he did that, Carla's mouth pressed to her wife's cunt and she began to hungrily lick between her lips like she was a starved pup.
Shay seemed like she was trying to stay quiet at first. She bit down on her index finer and twisted her eyes shut. Her hips would squirm a bit as if dancing to some unheard music.
Mylo watched the display for a while as he got himself ready, he could see the greyhound's tongue stroke up and down over the vixen's erect clit. Her juices were flowing freely by now, the sheets beneath her butt quickly became soaked. The husky took a deep breath as he continued to feel over the woman's strong hips and backside, his hips rolling slowly and encouraging her own to press back against him.
His balls became damp with her essence, and once he was sure his mind had become sufficiently hazed from all of the heat in the air, he finally drew himself back, aimed his cock to her entrance, and pushed inside.
Carla let out a squeal of pure euphoria as his girth forced her tight confines open. He sank in quickly and fully, not stopping until he felt the tip of his shaft press against her cervix. There was still a couple centimeters of his member lingering outside but he knew as their session would go on they would eventually find their way inside of her.
Shay was moaning out nice and loudly as well. Her small paws were holding onto Carla's head and she was frantically pawing at her wife's hair. It was easy to see that she loved getting her pussy eaten out, just the way she would hump the other woman's muzzle told the husky everything he needed to know. Her heat had made her incredibly sensitive in a way that the greyhound was exploiting. It made Mylo smirk.
The husky slowly drew his hips back and began to pump forward. Her femme juices clung to his shaft and made it shimmer, truly a tantalizing sight as he looked down. His bucking grew to a moderate pace. Her essence dripped between their legs as he went faster and harder. His balls swung and their hips clapped together, producing a sharp sound that was music to his ears.
Carla's muffled moans of bliss were kept silent between Shay's thick thighs. The vixen played with the canid's ears as she continued to be tentative to her needs, an admiral trait as she not once bothered to come up for a fresh breath of air. It was almost as if the greyhound woman enjoyed her mate's scent as much as the husky did.
With every powerful drive forward, Mylo could feel the tip of his cock begin to press harder at her cervix. He often went deeper with every hit, the precum that beaded at his tip began to permeate through her pussy and mix with her own juices. Some of the mixture began to seep into her womb, already beginning to sow the seeds of her pregnancy. But he wasn't anywhere near done.
Mylo's muscles began to flex, and he began to pull the greyhound back onto his cock every time he would thrust his hips forward. The smack became louder and Shay's attention was suddenly drawn up to stare at the powerful canine that was fucking his wife so hard. She began to blush with jealousy, her desire to have a cock and to do the same was a prominent thought that she often had. She wished with all her heart that she could have been the one fucking Carla with a proud manhood, but instead she was delegated to getting warmed up.
The greyhound's moans were increasing with volume, electricity danced through her body and she could feel herself rapidly approaching her first orgasm of the evening. Her heat dripped from her cunt with every jostling pound he made and the sensations grew like a wildfire. Her body was so hot and sensitive, just the mere touch of his strong fingers digging into her flesh was causing her to flail her body back against him.
Her pussy clenched on him and a sudden gush of her juices painted his lap. The volume of Carla's voice spiked and she was screaming against the vixen's sopping wet cunt and making it vibrate. Now slathered in her scent, the animalistic part of Mylo's brain seemed to take over. He was no longer going softly or at a comfortable pace. He leaned over her back and grit his teeth as he began to jackhammer his manhood against her entrance.
The greyhound clenched down on him harder and seemed as though she was never going to let go. Her orgasm persisted so long as his hips remained a blur of speed. Her voice carried for as long as there was breath in her lungs, which was a lot longer than she even thought possible for herself.
The same sensation that drove Carla to climax embered to life within the husky. It grew fast and strong, spurring him to put every ounce of strength into his rapid thrusts. His huge knot formed on the outside of her pussy and swelled enough that it battered against her entrance hard. He threatened to pop it inside of her through the whole process but she ended up being too shallow for him to handle. At the risk of badly hurting her and turning the incredible situation into a nightmare, he retained enough sense to not push her limits.
To the elation of the greyhound, her insides became painted with Mylo's cum as the husky hit his orgasm. Accompanied by a loud, pleasured howl, Mylo's virile seed filled every nook and cranny of Carla's insides. It was such an incredible feeling, the sensation of which was like a flood of water hitting a forest fire. An overwhelming sensation of relief hit the greyhound as she kept her cheek pressed firm against her mate's inner thigh. She was breathing hard and whimpering, her eyes closed and a mask of pure bliss covered her face. Her cheeks were red and the waves of euphoria coursed through her form like the tides of the ocean.
The husky was panting hard and loud, his tongue lolled from his maw and he stared down at the beautiful canine that he had just impregnated. He slowly let his grasp come away from her and he stroked his paws down over her sides in a soothing way. Once released, Carla fell forward and let her body slump to the side.
Mylo's cock slipped free of her and trailed a line of jizz that held in the air for a moment before breaking. His member was covered in a murky white, the viscous cum clinging to its length.
Shay cradled her wife in her arms as she slowly recovered, the other woman's body giving a faint shake and shiver as some aftershocks would hit her. Suddenly the vixen startled and stared up at the big, kneeling male in front of her and she got a look of sudden worry. “So it's...my turn isn't it?” she said sheepishly.
“It feels absolutely amazing,” Carla mumbled reassuringly and cracked her eyes enough to look up at her mate. She even brought a paw up and stroked over the other's hip.
“I promise I'll be gentle,” Mylo said and held his paw out to her. To the woman's surprise his cock didn't convey the slightest hint of going soft, it still stuck up straight in the air and throbbed as if it were newly formed. She found his endurance to be very surprising.
Shay nodded confidently and scooted her body closer to the husky's. She stayed simply on her back and stopped when she felt that her head was on a pillow. Mylo sensed that was as far as she was willing to go, and so he moved in the rest of the way. The sheer size difference between them was intimidating to the vixen, but she tried not to let it show. Her legs splayed wide and came to rest against his hips, his own knees spread beneath her thighs as his cock became angled down to her pussy.
“This is her first time being with a guy,” Carla explained as she rolled onto her back beside her wife and took her paw into her own.
“I'm honored you've chosen me to be your first,” he whispered sensually as he craned his muzzle down closer to her own. Despite the scent of her own heat being very prevalent, she was able to smell a great deal of his own musk. It was strong and clouded her mind about as well as her own did to his. He didn't even have to touch her, she could feel the strong body heat emanating from his muscular form.
In a brief moment of losing herself, the vixen leaned her face up and pressed her lips against the dog's once more. It was short lived, as Mylo wasn't expecting it and the woman found it to be a bit unpleasant, if not awkward. The two were left staring at each other after she had retreated and then together they laughed. A significant part of Shay's nervousness melted at that moment, and she was finally ready to accept the breeder's gift.
The vixen gave a soft squeak as she felt the dog's cock press to her pussy and begin to gently slip inside. She had masturbated plenty of times with dildos, some even being quite large. Mylo's cock wasn't something that she expected to cause her any sort of pain, but there was a little bit of discomfort in the beginning.
He slowed his already crawling pace, but an encouraging tug from her legs caused him to go a bit faster. Despite herself, a low moan bubbled up from the woman's mouth, and her mate gave a gentle squeeze of her paw as she watched.
Carla held her legs tightly closed, not wanting a single drop of the dog's precious seed to fall free. She watched with a knowing smile as her mate's back arched and when she pulled herself closer. To Mylo's surprise, Shay was able to take everything he had to offer, every last inch was deep within her body, his cum covered cock perfectly lubed up for her. She had already gotten a taste of his seed, but that wasn't going to be enough, she needed her own batch.
The husky began to move slowly at first. He watched the vixen for any reaction of discomfort, but she seemed to be maintaining the pleasured look on her face. He gradually built up his speed, rolling his hips faster and faster as time went on and adding a bit more power behind every thrust. Shay turned out to be incredibly receptive of the treatment. She was moaning and pushing her large breasts up close to his face. Her free paw had even come up and hooked around behind his head, guiding his face down to her chest.
He was more than happy to bury his snout between her very soft tits and even nuzzled at them affectionately. His bucking motions began to draw a sharp, crisp sound every time his body would meet hers. Before long he was fucking her with as much vigor as he had her wife. He breathed out low, pleasured groans just as she was crying out with high pitched whines.
Something brushed against his cock as he continued to rut away, making him glance down to see Carla had brought her other paw in and was frantically stroking over Shay's clit. The added pleasure had her humping Mylo's cock whenever he would push inside, her hips rolling in tandem with his. Cum oozed from the tip of his cock and repeatedly hammered against her cervix, causing some of the thick material to ooze into her heated womb.
Mylo's knot had deflated somewhat, but now it was swelling again and eager to get inside of the vixen's tight depths. She could feel the bulbous end pounding against her entrance, it was enough to make her look down and whimper at the sight of it. She was both afraid and incredibly turned on by it, concerned and elated that it was going to go inside of her. She even pushed herself down further on the mattress to get closer to the dog in the hopes it would help things out.
The force behind every thrust grew gradually stronger until finally the thick knot passed through her entrance. The action was an incredibly intense sensation, it made Shay cry out and suddenly orgasm around his cock, her body trembling hard as the waves of euphoria cascaded around her.
Her pussy became locked around his member as his knot swelled, and with it gave the deeply satisfying feeling of his cum gushing within her. Mylo was growling hard and letting his jaw hang open as his own body shook and shivered. His paws were gripping the bed sheets tightly on either side of the woman's body, and Carla looked at them with an elated smile.
The tangled two were panting hard and resting with Mylo's body hunched over Shay's, his elbows supporting his mass. Ever so gently, the vixen's leg was maneuvered so that both were on one side of the husky's body. This allowed Mylo to lie down on the bed with his chest pressed against the smaller woman's back. As she and the husky spooned, Carla scooted closer to her mate's front while turned on her side to face her.
A loving smile showed on the greyhound's face, and the two intertwined their paws while nuzzling and kissing at each other. Mylo watched them with his own endearing smile. The affection they showed for each other made him yearn to be with Suzy, and the thought that he was going to see her later on was something that made his tail whap against the bed.
The two lovers talked and rested, gradually recovering their strength and energy. By the time that Mylo's knot had deflated they were ready to get up as well, but the husky's words made them pause. “It's best to let yourselves rest and to stay in a prone position,” he explained as he gathered his belongings and put his clothes back on. “It maximizes the likelihood for fertilization. Also I should note that it wouldn't be a good idea for you to have sex with another male,” he chuckled. “But I don't think that will be too much of a problem for you two.”
Carla and Shay both shook their heads, but the vixen was curious. “What happens...if we don't end up getting pregnant?” she asked softly.
“Well, there's a number of options open. We can either have a doctor induce fertilization with a sample from me, or I can fly back out here and try the procedure again manually,” he said and winked at the two as they stayed cuddled up together. Shay nodded thoughtfully and closed her eyes as she nuzzled her face under Carla's chin. Like most of his sessions, his clients were practically asleep by the time he left them alone.
Once outside, Mylo grabbed his cellphone form his pocket and dialed Riina's number. It rang a couple times before she picked up. “Hey there, studsky, how was it?” she asked enthusiastically.
“It was pretty great, everything went fine,” he replied as he got to his car and unlocked it.
“That's my super star!” she laughed. “I'll have to try and top this one, maybe I can get a room full of girls for ya,” she teased. The husky rolled his eyes and shook his head as he smiled.
“Even I have my limits,” he chuckled as he got into the car and closed the door. He slipped the key into the ignition and turned it. “I'm heading to the airport now, I'll call you when I'm there, but I just wanted to update you,” he explained.
“All right, sounds good. Have a safe flight home!”
“Thank you, buh bye,”
“Bye!” When Mylo hung up he tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and pulled out from where he had parked. Nighttime had fully taken over and the road was lined with LED streetlamps. As he went on his way back from where he had come, he felt an overwhelming sense of of joy and perhaps a bit of giddiness. His vacation officially started now, and he couldn't wait to spend it all with his beloved red panda.
