Bottomless Bar: Chapter 3

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The door of Merun's office clicked soundly behind Luther as he followed Jacob in. The horse was quick to pick up on the scent of recent sex, the strong, male musk causing his heart to race and a bit of blood begin to flow to his large, flaccid cock. Being bottomless didn't afford him much visual protection, and he wasn't for sure what his future employer would think if he popped a boner mid interview. Probably nothing good. He swallowed hard and tried to calm his mind, but the scent seemed to only get stronger as the doberman walked by on his way to the opposite side of the desk.   
 
  “Please, have a seat,” Luthor said as he gestured to the open chair in front of the desk. The horse took a deep breath and nodded. He wordlessly settled down into the comfortably padded cushion before the canine began to talk again. “I'm glad to have you back, thank you for dressing for the job at hand,” he laughed, copying what Merun had said before as he gestured down to the equine's nude lower half.   
 
  “Oh! Heh, no problem,” Jacob replied and tried to smoothly settle his hands into his lap, but it was more of him trying to tuck his dick between his legs.   
 
  Luthor nodded maintaining a friendly smile. “Before we begin did you have any questions for me? Anything regarding the bar or any aspects about what we provide here?” Jacob only shook his head, trying his best to hold his own inviting disposition. In reality he was quite nervous. “All right then. So last time you had mentioned that you were a part of an adult entertainment business that employed male strippers, correct?”   
 
  “That's right,” Jacob said confidently.   
 
  “Okay, and what have you been up to since then?” Luthor pressed.   
 
  “Well, for the past two years I've kept myself busy with working at the Youth Center. The one down on main street, but it's only been part time and I've been needing something more stable and long lasting as far as hours go,” the stallion explained, his eyes staying locked to the canine's. The bar manager gave a nod and brought a paw up to stroke at the underside of his chin.
 
  “I see, well that's certainly good you haven't had problems finding employment then,” he commented casually. “Can you tell me a bit more about what your responsibilities were for that job? I couldn't find out much as far as the other specifics you had mentioned last time and in your resume,” Luthor explained as he slid down into the large chair opposite of the horse.   
 
  Jacob nodded his head. “Oh sure! Well it was quite a while ago that they closed down, I wouldn't think there'd be much out there cause the owner was...well a bit shady,” he chuckled a bit as he remembered back when his former boss would pay his staff in cash and not tell them his real name. “I don't know the official reason why he was shut down, but I could give you some pretty good guesses. As far as my responsibilities, I was a dancer.” Luthor was nodding his head as he followed, his paws folded on the desk. “It was my job to entertain the crowds of people we were dancing for. We were expected to be acrobatic on dance poles. We were also expected to go out onto the public floor and have sex with any patrons that wanted us towards the end of the night,” he continued.   
 
  “Okay, can you go into a bit more detail about having sex with the guests?” Luthor asked and leaned a bit more over the desk.   
 
  “Sure. Well, after seeing us dance and with the normal atmosphere of an adult party, I guess people are pretty charged up and wanting to have sex,” Jacob said and gave a small shrug. “We would go for as long as we could. We were all pretty good at cumming two or three times before we'd stop for the night, our boss encouraged us pretty well with extra pay if we made the party go on for a longer time,” he explained, his eyes staying trained of the canine's.   
 
  “Wow, quite the stamina if you can cum two or three times,” the doberman commented with a chuckle. “So did you end up doing girl only parties?”    
 
  “No, we were all specifically hired to be able to do both girl and guy parties. We had a few girly acting guys on our team that tended to lean more towards male oriented parties but they were fine with doing girl parties too. The opposite went for some others in the business,” Jacob recounted and nonchalantly waved his hand. “Being bisexual was a requirement, you know?”
 
  “I guess that goes to answer my second question,” Luthor said and settled a paw onto his own lap, the desk obscuring the view from the horse as he began to lightly play with his own sheath. “Would you say you're more dominant or submissive?”
 
  “I'm pretty much a switch, I don't really have a preference,” he replied and cleared his throat.   
 
  Luthor continued to nod and a slightly more devious smile began to break over his face. He hoped it wasn't something that was too noticeable. “That's pretty great. So you've been to the Bottomless Bar before, you've seen what the staff here is kind of expected to do?”   
 
  “Yeah, like I said, I've kind of done stuff like that before so I really think I'd be a great asset to your team,” Jacob continued. Luthor's smile only grew brighter, clearly happy to hear that.   
 
  “Certainly, I don't think I could agree more. But I do want to be clear, while entertaining our own guests with sex and being generally naughty is encouraged, we wouldn't ever want you to do something that you wouldn't be comfortable with,” Luthor explained.   
 
  “I understand,” Jacob answered.   
 
  “Fantastic!” The doberman exclaimed. “So if you wouldn't mind, there's a practical part of this interview. A way to kind of demonstrate what you might experience in a night. Would you mind?” the doberman continued with a murr tinting his words.   
 
  “Oh, uh...you mean you and I?” Jacob asked with a hot shiver running up his spine. The thought of doing it with someone as studly as the bar manager caused another surge of blood to come rushing between his legs. It suddenly occurred to him that the musk that continued to linger in his nose had come directly from the one that was sitting before him. The abrupt thought became too much for his body to handle and a loud thump sounded out as his equine cock struck the side of the desk.   
 
  “Yeah, and by the sound of things you're not too upset by it,” Luthor chuckled and stood up, his short tail wagging. As his sheath rose above the ledge it was easy to see his canid cock was fully erect and dripping a bit of real cum that lingered from his last interview. Jacob swallowed hard and stifled a whimper, he had a thing for strong guys and the doberman was every sense of the word. “If you're not comfortable we don't have to, but it'll really go towards you getting the job if I can see what you're capable of.”
 
  “Oh! No, everything is okay, I don't mind,” Jacob said quickly, “How do you want me to be?” he asked, waiting for any orders the doberman wanted to give.   
 
  “You can stay where you are if you want. Have you ever given a guy a rimjob?” Luthor asked as he stepped around the desk and turned his back to the equine.   
 
  “Uh, yeah...” Jacob whispered, but loud enough for the canine to hear.   
 
  “Good! Just get to work then,” the doberman continued as he leaned against the desk's edge. He lifted one leg up to rest it across the wooden surface and brought a paw back to spread one of his buttcheeks. Luthor's pink tailhole winked reflexively, easily seen from where the horse was with what light the room offered.
 
  Jacob's heart was pounding hard in his chest and he couldn't keep himself from stroking over his own cock at this point. He was absolutely rigid. As hard as a rock and dripping precum. He enjoyed another inhale of the strong musk that was no doubt coming from the canine, and after that his body seemed to act on its own. Not that he minded it very much.   
 
  The Appaloosa horse leaned his head in and pushed his snout up firmly against the dog's ass. He took one breath and went to work. With as broad of a tongue as he had, each lap was wide enough to cover every spot between those muscular cheeks. Jacob's free hand rested on the opposite cheek that the doberman was holding open to keep himself stead as he began to become a bit more aggressive with his licking. He concentrated the tip of his tongue on the wrinkled pucker, slurping at it lewdly as he would dig at the wrinkled center.   
 
  Luthor was pretty quiet in the beginning, his own free paw working over his own cock as he enjoyed the pleasant oral sensations of a horse nursing at his asshole. It had been a little while since he had been rimmed, and now that he thought about it, the last time this had occurred was with Ron. Who was also a horse... Luthor began to realize that a trend was forming.   
 
  The first moan slipped free of the doberman's maw and his back arched. Jacob's tongue had proven to be pretty strong as it forced its way inside of the dog's tailhole. A rough grunt grumbled from Luthor's chest and he cast his gaze back over his shoulder at the enthusiastic equine. He was happy to see that his ass was getting the attention it deserved. The horse was working his tongue back and forth, dipping deeper with each pass over that it made within the tight hole.   
 
  The doberman pressed his weight back and splayed his legs a bit farther apart. He was loving the attention that his pucker was getting, as rare of a treat that it was. His paw worked over his wet cock, the tapered end dripping pre cum. Jacob was quick to pick up on the bar manager's disposition and began to work his tongue faster. With his lips sealed around that muscular ring, his tongue darted back and forth, delving as deep as he could to taste at the tight canid insides. He was in the middle of swirling the tip of his wet protrusion around the relaxed ring when the doberman suddenly pulled himself away by stepping off to the side.   
 
  Jacob was left panting with need, his rigid cock throbbing as he massaged its surface up and down, its entirety gleaming with a healthy amount of his own precum. “I want you to get on your back on the desk,” Luthor demanded. Jacob had to wait a moment for his mind to clear and process the words before he began to move. For a moment he had thought that he was the one getting the doberman ready to get fucked, but as it would turn out he was the one destined to be the bottom.   
 
  Without a word, the horse got up and eased back on the desk, his rear end sliding across the smooth, wooden surface until he was completely lying down. With his legs hanging over the edge and his dick sticking straight up in the air, he wondered what was going to happen. The answer came quicker than he though, as Luthor appeared with a small bottle of lube that he had upturned and was squeezing out a healthy amount onto his palm. He meandered up between the equine's legs and lifted them up so that Jacob was spread eagle with knees bent.   
 
  Jacob felt the dog's well lubed fingers begin to trace around on his own tailhole, getting the puckered surface very slippery before he inserted two of his fingers at once. The horse wasn't expecting the intrusion, but that didn't mean he didn't welcome it. A low moan and gasp escaped his lips and his tailhole reflexively clamped down on the intruding digits. They dipped a bit deeper to smear the lubricant as deep as they could before pulling out and then pushing the remaining liquid over the dog's own shaft.   
 
  The glistening, dark red pyre thumped playfully against the stallion's heavy balls, testing how firm and full they were before Luthor drew his hips back and aimed his shaft down. The equine braced and found that he was very surprised by the dog's size. As the first few inches forced their way into his bowels, Jacob let out a soft moan that was quick to grow in volume. He gripped at the edge of the desk and settled his ankles on the dog's shoulders, all the while enjoying the sensation of entry.   
 
  The lube did a fantastic job of taking care of any resistance, the horse's tailhole was filled to the brim within seconds and the dog was left hilted inside of a nice, tight backside. Luthor was panting and moaning as well, enjoying the warm tightness that he stallion's hole offered. Jacob wasn't one to shy away from admitting how much he enjoyed his ass being spread nice and wide, and this thick dog dick was quickly proving to be a favorite.   
 
  The rock hard girth pulled back and began to buck back and forth. Luthor wasn't bothering to be slow or gentle, he knew what he wanted and the horse had to be properly tested for the sake of the interview. Jacob didn't bother to keep himself from whinnying or groaning, he let his voice be heard as his hole was used like it was meant to be. He was clenching down on the invading member and even pushing his hips from side to side to grind down on the slippery cock.   
 
  He could tell that Luthor was appreciating the extra effort. As the dog hugged against the horse's thick thighs, he was rutting himself at a hardened pace. His muscled flexed but it was easy to see that he was still recovering from the previous session that he had been a part of. His eyes were half lidded and his tongue lolled from the front of his mouth. While moans did escape with every breath, they came out as pants.   
 
  Luthor saw how much the stallion was enjoying himself, just from how his body writhed and would sometimes jerk unexpectedly. The dog was quick to find that if he slammed his hips up at just the right angle he could make the horse nicker and beg for more. The doberman chuckled and brought a paw back to give the other's backside a quick smack, making him wiggle harder and push needingly onto that pyre.   
 
  “You like that?” Luthor teased as he did it again. Jacob's back arched and his hips lifted momentarily from the desk.   
 
  “Ah! Yes!” the stallion cried out and brought a hand to his own throbbing cock, stroking over its size in a rapid, jerking motion. The doberman gave a low, disapproving grunt and batted the submissive male's hand away, only to be replaced with his own. The long, equine cock was stroked quickly, a decent amount of lube mixed with pre cum smeared the surface and made it extra slippery.   
 
  It was easy to see that Jacob was in heaven. His body writhed and a stream of moans and grunts spilled form his lips, every breath coming as a hard pant. He was grinding back on the doberman's cock while thrusting his own against the tentative paw. Luthor was almost exclusively driving his shaft in so that it would grind and slam against his prostate. He could tell the stallion was getting close by how he was arching his back chaotically, his head turning from side to side with closed eyes. His voice was getting louder, and to be honest it was quite the cute sight to see.   
 
  “I'm gunna cum,” Luthor growled as he hugged the legs closer to his chest and pumped the other's dick with a firmer grasp. His hips had become a blur of speed and his knot had swollen considerably. It battered at the horse's entrance and before long it began to pop in and out like a large anal bead. The sensation of the bulbous protrusion was enough to send the horse into his own convulsions, the intensity growing quickly between his legs.   
 
  “Ah fuck! Me too!” Jacob whinnied, his head tilted up to watch the canine, one eye shut. As if perfectly choreographed, the two hit their peak at the same time. Just as the great pressure within the doberman's groin grew and erupted through his cock in the form of a thick blast of dog cum, Jacob's shaft exploded like a volcano. A stream of the thickest, whitest semen Luthor had ever seen went sailing through the air and began to spatter over the horse's body and everything else on the desk. It came in a great volume in arcs that lingered in the air before descending back to their owner's chest and belly.   
 
  Luthor's emissions weren't nearly as spectacular or with the same volume, but it was nonetheless a show to be had. He was snarling and baring his teeth as he rammed his cock in as far as it would go, acting like he was trying to force his entire sheath and balls inside. His cock would flex and send thick strings and globs cascading into the other's hole. His previous session with Merun had really taxed his reserves of jizz and he wasn't able to show off how much he could expel, but then again he was sure Jacob didn't mind.   
 
  The doberman had settled the stroking action of his paw down quite a bit, now lazily rubbing the impressive length as it dribbled frothy semen down its side. A large glob covered the dog's fist and he drew it away to give a lick at the horse's essence. It was warm and salty, but certainly not at all unpleasant. He cleaned his paw quickly and turned his eyes back to the horse's relaxed form.   
 
  Jacob was breathing hard, his belly and chest noticeably swelling with every breath that he took. His left arm was draped over his face and his cock had tilted to drape against his own stomach. The entire front of his form was a plaster artwork of his own cum, it dripped from every edge and even pooled where it could. Of course he was only a part in the large mess that had spattered Merun's desk and even a bit of his chair and wall.   
 
  A devious thought came to Luthor's mind that he should leave his boss's chair caked in cum for the next time he would sit down, but in the end he decided against it. He gave the horse's backside a smack, but he didn't stir, instead choosing to stay inert and try to recover. The doberman was quick to remember that despite the sheer amount of horse cum that littered the room, it still wasn't even half of what Taylor had given.    
 
  “So,” Luthor began with a chuckle. They were both breathing hard and covered in sweat. He became acutely aware that the closed room was stiflingly hot. “You perform pretty well, and with your past I think we would like to have you be a part of our team here,” the doberman continued before he cleared his throat and straightened his back. “So how about it? When could you start?”
 
 
  “I'd like to thank you very much for coming in for a second interview, Jesse,” Merun said as he glanced down at a resume that was splayed out on his desk. It had been about two days since Jacob had his interview, yet the husky's office still smelled of cum and sex. It was about then that he regretted these interviews not taking place out in the bar's lobby or in the much more wide open break room.   
 
  “Jess is fine,” the woman answered back. Settled into the chair opposite of Merun was a tigress that certainly looked the part of a bouncer. She was tall and broad shouldered, her body athletic and well toned. It made sense at least, on her resume it stated that she enjoyed weight training and working out, which was just what the position required.   
 
  One thing that really stood out was that her tail had been cropped, much like Luthor's. She also had a small scar over her right cheek and a few others that ran down the outside of her left thigh. They were grouped in sets of four, which told a past of frequent, aggressive fights. Over her body she wore a light blue dress shirt with a similarly colored tie. She kept her paws resting on her lap, which was bare and showed off a pussy between her legs that had a covering of thick, dark pubic hair that did well to obscure her slit.   
 
  “Jess,” Merun corrected himself, “So we touched a little on your experience as a bouncer from our last meeting, could you maybe tell us a bit more about your experiences while you were employed at Rickey's?”   
 
  “Sure,” the big cat started. Her voice was deep and somewhat husky, clearly someone that was no stranger to physical activity through her life. “I mean, the place was pretty rowdy, it seemed like a nightly occurrence that I'd have to break up a fight and escort someone out. I've gotten my nose and collar broken once, but they were kind of my fault because I should have been paying better attention,” she admitted with a smirk. Merun nodded and leaned back in his chair before he turned his attention to the side.   
 
  “Is there anything you'd like to ask, Brock?” the bar owner inquired. The Bottomless Bar's main bouncer was there instead of Luthor in almost the exact same spot he had stood. The pit bull didn't seem to be very thrilled or enthusiastic about the interview as a whole, but to his boss's surprise, he had been listening.   
 
  “Yeah. When faced with a situation that you find to be...out of your league, how best would you say that you would handle it?” he asked, his stature having not changed much since the three of them had gotten in, arms crossed and eyes trained on the woman.   
 
  “I don't know how you mean. Can you give me an example?” she asked, tilting her head at the standing dog.   
 
  “Say for example,” Brock began, his eyes turning off to the side as he began to think, “You are faced with four men that are all larger than you and are about to get into a fight. Like, if there were four Meruns about to brawl,” the pit bull said and a grin spread over his face as he glanced over at the inverted husky, who was staring back at him with a raised eyebrow.   
 
  “Well, if the situation looked as grim as that, I'd have to call for some back up. I don't think I'd be able to handle anything like that on my own,” she answered with a nervous laugh. The answer seemed to be what Brock was looking for.   
 
  “That's good to hear. Having the ability to assess a threat here is pretty crucial, there's no reason to take everything on your own. That last thing that anyone wants is for you to get hurt,” the pitbull explained. “We had a guy a couple years back that thought to go it alone and he got caught up in something that was too far over his head and ended up hospitalized.”
 
  “Oh my,” Jess whispered.   
 
  “Yeah, no kidding. I didn't even know about that,” Merun chuckled and rubbed at the underside of his chin. “Anyway, was there anything more you'd like to add?” he asked, still looking at the bouncer. Brock shook his head.   
 
  “May I ask a question?” the tigress spoke up.   
 
  “Of course!” the husky replied and held a friendly beam as he looked her in the eyes.   
 
  “With someone as big as you, why aren't you a bouncer here?” she asked innocently.   
 
  “Oh! Well, my responsibilities lie elsewhere, I want to be working with our guests and my staff, not so much as policing the place. But probably the biggest reason why is that, I don't think I could act mean enough to throw someone out or hold my own in a fight,” he said with a laugh, knowing how odd it must have seemed. It surely wasn't lost on the woman.   
 
  “That's so strange. I know people with CD are big but you've never gotten into a fight before or had to assert yourself?” She asked quickly.   
 
  The inquiry was enough to make Brock suddenly bark a laugh that was a bit louder than Merun would have thought appropriate, but even the husky wasn't capable of holding back a smirk. “Truth be told I've probably been in a lot of fights and conflicts because I'm a Certified Civilian. I just can't remember anything about being in SCAR, which is kind of the whole point of me being here I suppose,” Merun recounted quickly and spread his paws out and gave a shrug.   
 
  Realization immediately dawned on the girl's face and her mouth opened to form a big O. “Oh, I'm sorry! I guess I should have realized,” she said, her brows knitting together and her shoulders slumping in embarrassment.   
 
  “It's all good, no worries,” the husky said as he waved his paw. “If you don't mind, I'd like to switch to some more personal questions. I assume you know what kind of explicit things that go on within the Bottomless Bar?” he continued and leaned over his desk a little more.   
 
  “Yeah, I mean I've been there a few times before, I've seen what your staff do with the other guests that come in,” she replied, not seeming at all to be worried.   
 
  “That's good, so you're not completely foreign to the stuff that happens here,” Merun said, making sure everything was clear. “The thing is that you would be operating inside of the bar, kind of keeping a steady eye on things from the inside. Occasionally we would have you watch the door, but your place would be among the other staff.” Jess was nodding her head, seeming to be following things along pretty well.   
 
  “So with that in mind, we would be expecting you to perform similarly with our guests if things were to ever come to that. I do want to be very clear though, we would never expect you to waive your ability to say no to any of the patrons that come on to you. Likewise we do want you to be vigilant for your post, so the safety of the people in the bar obviously supersedes you having any fun that you might want or have,” Merun continued on. He was watching her expression very carefully as he explained this particular aspect of the job.
 
  So far in the previous interview she hadn't mentioned anything that would place her in any sexuality explicit public setting like Taylor or Jacob, so in reality it might have been a very foreign concept to her. But she didn't falter her expression, it was actually very likely thing that she already knew that part of the job was going to require her to have open sex while on duty. In reality the idea of such a thing was extremely thrilling and she'd do anything to hold a position that allowed such things.   
 
  “I understand, and I'm more than happy to comply with the bar's standards,” she said enthusiastically. Merun nodded and stood up from his chair.   
 
  “All right then, that's good to hear. Does anyone have any more questions they would like to add before we continue?” the husky asked and glanced from the tigress to the pitbull. They both shook their heads. “So if you don't mind, Jess, we'd like to move on to the practical part of the interview,” Merun continued as he stood up from his chair.
 
  “Oh?” The feline asked and watched the large dog intently.   
 
  “So what we generally like to do is give you a real world example of what you're likely to encounter while on duty. Sexually wise,” he explained and brought a paw down to his sheath and began to stroke over its size, an inch of red tip sticking up from the opening.   
 
  “I see,” she mumbled as her eyes turned and saw that Brock was doing the same, his paw pulling back part of his sheath to show off a glistening pink tip.   
 
  “Is that okay? We don't want you to do anything that you're not comfortable with,” Merun explained as he began to come around the side of the desk to stand in front of the girl.   
 
  “Oh yeah! Everything is fine, I guess I wasn't expecting this is all. How do you want me?” she asked as she got up from her own seat, her green eyes watching the two strong males approach.   
 
  “I'll have you  lie on your back for me here,” Merun said as he gestured to his desk. Jess nodded and was quick to comply. She meandered past the big dog and settled her butt against the ledge before  letting her weight carry her to the furniture's surface. With legs dangling over the ledge, she let herself become the males' prey.   
 
  Brock stepped up to where the tigress's head dangled off the opposite side of the desk, his swelling sheath coming to be a couple inches away from her nose. The pitbull pulled back his furry ouch as far as he could, showing off an impressive yet flaccid cock. It was covered in his precum and a solitary drop formed on the tapered tip's edge. She opened her mouth and took him between her lips without hesitation. She pulled his entire length in until it bumped against the back of her throat and showed off just how bold she was. She wasn't someone to shy away from something, and as Merun watched her suckle on his bouncer's shaft, he thought how good of a quality it was to have.   
 
  As Jess nursed away and brought the pitbull to a full stand, the husky had knelt between the woman's legs ad was pushing his muzzle up against her hairy pussy. His paws gripped her right under her knees and pushed her thighs up and apart, causing her cunt to spread open and show that she was actually very wet. He could smell her need, and he was very happy to stoke the flames. His tongue started out by drawing up and down over her lips, pushing the tip to wiggle between them as he moved closer.   
 
  His nose pushed up against her clit and rubbed there as he began to work his tongue from side to side and in circles. Jess's legs squirmed on either side of his head and even began to squeeze down on him as his rapid licking sent ecstatic shivers up her body. She began to even moan around Brock's dick, of which had almost completely swelled to its full size. It dripped precum regularly into her mouth, of which she was happy to slurp clean and swallow.   
 
  Things were quick to get louder as Merun showed off his intense oral skills. He sawed his tongue back and forth inside of her pussy, slipping inside as far as he could to lick away at her insides. His thumb rubbed hard circles around on her clit, and every so often he would alternate. He pulled his tongue up her soaked folds and clamped his lips around her erect clit, suckling on it and grinding his tongue across its surface. He pushed two fingers into her folds and was driving them in back and forth in quick succession. It wasn't long before his entire paw was covered in her juices, it seemed as though she was one that was very easy to squirt when things became intense.   
 
  Working together they had her moaning out and screaming as she would often reach a rapid orgasm and send a gush of clear liquid to paint whatever was in front of her cunt. Her head was bobbing rapidly on Brock's cock, her closest paw having moved up to cup and play with his balls as she nursed expertly on his shaft. The pit bull had brought his own paw over and had unbuttoned her dress shirt enough so that both of her rather large breasts became fully exposed. He was groping over her tits, pulling and teasing them to become erect.   
 
  Merun was licking away at the remnants of a particularly messy squirt when he suddenly got up and settled the woman's legs on his shoulders, an ankle on either side of his head. His cock was just as rock hard as the bouncer's and throbbing noticeably to the beat of his heart. He stroked his wet paw over its sides to give it an extra boost of lubrication before he aimed it down to her pussy and slipped it inside.   
 
  A new yowling moan broke the air as the woman felt her cunt get invaded by such a large dog cock. She wiggled her hips from side to side as she felt it sink all the way in with just one push. The hard tip pressed firmly against her cervix, almost to the point that it was painful. The pressure that she felt was insane, and the sheer amount of pleasure that blossomed from the experience made her want more. Her wish was granted as the big dog began to move.   
 
  The husky began at a moderate pace that was quick to gain speed and strength. Jess's body was jostling on the desk, making her suckling on the bouncer's cock to be much more erratic. The onslaught of sensations was even felt by the pit bull and he couldn't keep himself from groaning and tilting his head back. He had to give the tigress credit, she really knew how to work her mouth. Her tongue never stopped swirling around his whole length and she would even work his entire cock down her throat from time to time just so she could kiss as his balls. In all, she was practically marriage material for Brock at this point.   
 
  The husky's hips worked in a blur, driving his cock to bottom out every time he would push his weight forward. His large balls smacked at her ass and made a clapping sound the echoed in the small office. Merun was beginning to get lost in his actions. His eyes drifted closed and his mouth fell open. With each breath brought a low moan as he loved the soaking wet sensation of her cunt squeezing down on him every time he would pull back. It felt like she was trying her hardest to keep him inside, not that he minded it in the slightest. The only thing that broke through his reverie was Brock's voice.   
 
  “Hey, boss man, mind if we change it up a bit?” the pitbull grumbled as he pulled his cock free of the woman's mouth, though she continued to grinds her lips against its underside and lick it like it was a large popsicle.   
 
  “Heh, sure! How about you take her place?” Merun suggested as he shook away the daze that had fallen over his mind.   
 
  “You read my mind!” Brock announced and stepped back, his cock dripping with saliva. Merun did the same, a thick, white line of their mixed fluid connecting their genitals as the husky stepped back. Taking a cue, Jess shakily got up from her position and steadied herself on weak knees. Merun gave her some support as Brock laid back on the desk where she had just been, his cock standing straight up like a tower. The tigress purred at the sight and licked her lips.   
 
  Merun helped her climb back up on the desk, positioning her so that she was straddling the pit bull's lap. She drifted a paw low and guided the shaft into her loosened up pussy, sinking down all the way until the pitbull's knot rested on the outside. While he didn't fill her quite as full as the husky, she nonetheless enjoyed the sensation of him stretching her out and pressing all the way to her cervix.   
 
  Jess's first thought was to begin moving, but as she leaned over a firm paw held her hips and she soon realized that the bar owner had gotten nice and close to her backside. She glanced back with half lidded eyes to see the inverted dog rubbing over his cock, the surface caked with her femme cum and his own pre. She knew exactly what he was doing and she became even more excited by the thought. Her cropped tail lifted up, her butt being toned enough that her asshole was easily revealed.   
 
  Glad to see such an open invitation, Merun stepped closed and pressed the tip of his dick to her dark pucker. As soon as he began to force open her ring, the tigress was reminded just how big he was. She bit her lip hard but that didn't stop her from screaming as the first few inches began to invade her rectum. Her hole splayed wide as she accepted his girth, the pressure being immense and wasn't without a decent amount of pain. She was panting hard and grunting as he slipped farther in, being rather surprised that she was able to fully accommodate him. She suddenly felt so full, when Merun hilted with his knot braced to her stretched anus she realized that a life long dream of being double penetrated was finally realized.   
 
  The two dogs could feel the other's cock from the thin amount of flesh that separated her holes. It was an interestingly intimate experience, one that nether had ever experienced themselves. “You okay?” Merun asked with a slight chuckle, both of his large paws came to rest on her hips, just above where Brock was holding her by the thighs.   
 
  “Yeah, I'm fine,” she said between pants, her emerald gaze turned back to show that she was already half way to another orgasm. With her physical state confirmed to be comfortable, the two dogs began to move against her. Their own paces were taken up, Merun starting in at a decent speed that had the tigress gritting her teeth and straining. Brock had started to drive his hips up into her cunt, getting himself soaked in the process.   
 
  Jess didn't know what to do with herself, so in the end she thought to stay still and be their little fuck toy. Her breasts bounced freely, the last few buttons of her shirt coming undone. With her upper body leaned forward, her tits were practically smacking the pitbull in the face, of course he was more than happy to push his muzzle up between them. He even took turns lapping and suckling at her pert nipples whenever they would get close enough. She braced her paws on either side of the dog's shoulders and rode him as best she could.   
 
  The husky's pulling motions combined with his rough thrusting had her bouncing hard on Brock's member to the point that he barely needed to do anything but lie back and enjoy himself. The desk creaked loudly and the sound of their fucking only grew in volume as their hot moans mixed with sharp smacks. She was loving every second of the attention they were giving her, so much so that she couldn't keep herself from being thrown into her forth orgasm, one that pained the pitbull's lap with her juices.   
 
  Her eyes were rolled up and her face showed a mask of pure bliss. The dogs took control and she was fucked silly for so long that time seemed to completely escape. Her body writhed with the strong inductions of pleasure that wound through her body, but she became acutely aware of a sudden change from the canines. Moves became much harder and aggressive, she could feel them both grinding their knots against her openings whenever they would bottom out. She wasn't for sure what she was meant to do, but the decision was eventually made for her.   
 
  Brock's knot suddenly popped inside and inflated to the point that the two were locked together. The sensation made her gasp with shock and stare down between her legs as if she couldn't believe what had just happened. The locking of bodies together was marked by an aggressive snarl from the pit bull, and the hot feeling of cum spraying inside of her pussy. Unaware that Brock had been so close, she could do little more than settle her weight onto his pelvis and let him gush his thick seed into her pussy. She could even feel the viscous fluid pump past her cervix, the milky seed seeming to have a home now as he continued to pump glob after glob into her belly.   
 
  Merun was similarly close to cumming, though she was able to tell much earlier from his own actions. The sensation of her asshole being positively split on his cock was incredible, but what was even more intense was how he was trying to force his own thick bulb inside of her. She turned her head back and wordlessly shook her head to try and ward his intentions off, but they were no good. The muscles in his arms and upper body strained and with all the effort he was giving, he was able to push his knot inside of her hole. It was a hard thing to do, but her pucker did eventually expand to take him, and once he was inside she clamped down like a steel trap.   
 
  Cum flooded her ass in a greater volume than was filling her pussy. Merun tried to buck and grind his hips but all he did was milk himself, gushing many salvos of his seed inside of her. Both holes were sealed so tightly she there wasn't the slightest chance that a drop of cum was going to be left out by either male. Jess's mouth hung open in a silent cry, though if she had made any noise it would have likely been drowned out by the bar owner's howl.   
 
  All three panted and slowly came down from their exhaustive states. Hearts pounding and bodies locked together, there was nothing any of them could do but to try and relax, which was hard to do with Jess's warmth constantly causing the two to stay rigid. As time went on they did catch their breath, at least enough for Merun to speak.   
 
  “Intense!” he chuckled and stroked his paws over the woman's strong rear end. “I think you've proven well enough that you can handle yourself for our establishment here. If Brock doesn't have any objects, I'd like to welcome you to our growing family here,” he said between hard breaths of air. He looked down to the bouncer for any amount of input but all the pit bull could do was lift his paw and give a thumbs up. Nodding his head and leaning over her back, he nuzzled at the nape of Jess's neck. “So what do you say? When's the earliest you could start?”