Premium Guest Star Story: First Time in a Foreign Country Confined to the Furniture of a Feisty Feline (Patreon)

Traveling was one of the most exhilarating things one could do. Whether it was to a new city, or a new country, hopping into a new experience was an easy way to get the heart thumping. That’s exactly what Dean was getting himself into. There was a band playing at a music festival that was happening in another country, and while he wasn’t a fan of the entire lineup of artists, there were a few bands that were responsible for some of the songs he really, really liked. As luck would have it, his schedule was empty for the entire duration of the festival, too. So, he snagged himself a pass, accommodation, and a plane ticket, making one of the quickest purchases in his life. He felt his heart thumping in his chest as he leaned back in his chair and stared at his booking confirmations as they rolled into his inbox. 

He was excited, as indicated by his tail that poked out through the hole in the back of his chair.

‘Swish, swish, swish.’

Dean glanced at the calendar in the bottom corner of his computer screen and then back at the confirmation emails he received again before he pushed himself up onto his feet and stretched his arms above his head. “I guess it’s time for me to pack. I can’t leave that to the last minute.” He chuckled, shook his head, and walked off to grab a couple of suitcases to prepare for the trip. 

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“Feline Fine Airlines Flight 363 is now ready for boarding at Gate C3.” An effeminate voice announced over the airport’s communication systems. Dean, who was sitting in the waiting area right in front of the gate with the majority of the other passengers, had his headphones over his ears and his laptop open as he worked on a new hardstyle track. He jammed to the music occasionally as he played it back to make sure it sounded just the way he wanted it to. Luckily for him though, he noticed the other passengers moving about and shuffling over towards the kiosk in front of the gate. He quickly stopped what he was doing, pushed his headphones off his head and onto his shoulders, closed the lid on his laptop, and bounced up out of his seat. When he approached the kiosk where a friendly dalmatian lady stood, he handed her his boarding pass and passport with a goofy-happy smile. 

The airline attendant took a look at his name on the boarding pass and his passport to make sure they matched, then she scanned the boarding pass before she handed everything back to him and smiled. “Thank you, sir, enjoy your flight.” 

“Thank you!” Dean took his passport and his boarding pass back and adjusted the backpack he had slung over his shoulder before he walked through the gate and towards the plane. His tail wagged behind him just as it did when he booked the trip. As he approached the plane, he was greeted by a flight attendant and was directed in the direction where his seat was. He put his backpack up in the overhead compartment, got comfy in his window seat, and waited for the plane to fill up with more passengers. If he was lucky, he’d have the seats next to him empty and he’d be able to lie down across all three seats for maximum comfort. 

As people filled up the rows, Dean’s eyes widened as the possibility of him having the row to himself became more and more likely. He peeked out the little window to look at the jet bridge, just to see it pulling away from the plane. He almost let out a little cheer but bit his tongue just in case the final few passengers ended up in the two empty seats next to him. The last passengers shuffled around into their seats, leaving the seats next to the dog free for him to stretch into throughout the flight. Maybe after a movie or two, though, there were a few things on the in-flight entertainment system that caught his eye. 

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“Ladies and gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. We are approaching Suvarnabhumi Airport, the local time is 07:15 AM and the weather is 35 degrees partly cloudy. We’ll be landing in about 45 minutes, so please put your seats in the upright position, ensure the window shades are up, fold your meal trays away, and fasten your seatbelts. On behalf of the cabin crew and Feline Fine Airlines, we would like to thank you for choosing to fly with us and hope to see you again soon.” 

The border collie found himself flat on his back across the three seats in his row and opened his eyes up to the roof of the plane cabin when the captain made his announcement as they began their descent. He blinked a few times before he sat up and began doing all the things the captain said to do. Window shade up, seats upright, and seatbelt fastened, Dean glanced out the window to watch as the plane got closer and closer to the cityscape that he saw down below. The cabin crew shuffled around the plane and got into their positions to prepare for landing, and just two minutes shy of the captain’s estimate, the plane’s landing gear touched the tarmac and they rolled into Bangkok International Airport. Right then and there, Dean’s tail began wagging again. He took in deep breaths, exhaling out his nose and fogging up the oval-shaped window he was looking out of, only to wipe it with his wrist so he could see what all the fuss around this Southeast Asian megacity was all about. He couldn’t see too much, since the airport was on the outskirts of the city, but already, the differences in landscape and architecture made it apparent that he was a long way from home. 

When the fasten seatbelt sign light switched off, the other passengers began unbuckling and getting out of their seats. Dean wasn’t in as much of a hurry as the families and business people on board. He waited for the majority of passengers to leave the plane before he got up and got his things. With his backpack on his back, he left the plane; smiling and thanking the flight attendants as he walked by them. For a split second, as he stepped off the plane and onto the jetway, he felt a sudden gush of hot air graze over him and he went a little wide-eyed. He stopped in his tracks to glance back over his shoulder to see what the hell it was that was pushing out that ungodly hot air. He didn’t see anything when he looked back, so he peeked around for a few seconds, catching a few confused looks from the flight attendants at the door. He took a few steps back and reached a hand out to the approximate area where he felt the hot air hit him, and there it was again gently blowing through the fur on his fingers. The hot air was blowing through the tiny gap between the plane’s fuselage and the jetway. The canine stood there running his hand through the hot breeze of air for a few seconds before he heard someone comment on what he was doing. 

“First time?” came a feminine voice from the still open plane door. 

Dean’s ears flickered and his eyes immediately searched for the source of that voice. He was met with a tigress gal dressed in casual airport fashion; a hoodie, blue jeans, sneakers, and sunglasses. She stepped out of the plane and walked through the breeze of hot air as if it was nothing, and as she passed the border collie, she lowered her shades just enough for him to be able to see those green eyes of hers and the wink she gave him. She continued walking and disappeared as she made a right turn down the jetway. Dean stared just a little as she walked off and continued to stare for a few more seconds before he smiled to himself and walked down the jetway and into the arrivals of the airport. As the dog boy walked through the airport and eventually customs, he couldn’t stop thinking about that tigress he saw for some reason and it made the smile that was plastered across his face grow a little wider. 

“Welcome to Thailand,” said the immigration officer as he stamped the blonde-haired canine’s passport. 

“Thank you,” he responded, his tail wagging around behind him excitedly. First stop, the hotel, then the music festival. He was pumped.

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Music festivals were known to be a little bit crowded; people rubbed shoulders, elbows, and other body parts. The close proximity of people to one another could make even the festivals in the coldest of countries seem hot, and a music festival in one of the hottest countries in Southeast Asia? That was a recipe for sweat, a lot of it. But the coldness of a fresh IPA from the tap was able to keep Dean from heatstroke, plus the live music and the friendly-boozed up people were almost enough for him to forget about the heat entirely. Despite only knowing a few bands and artists that were on the agenda, he was enjoying discovering new artists that he needed to add to his Spotify later. The bands he was here to see hadn’t come on stage yet, though, so he had some time to kill and decided to explore the other stages of the festival. He moved away from the heavy metal stage, squeezing past the crowd and moving towards the open area. He let out a heavy sigh once he arrived at one of the concessions stands where the heavy metal music that was being blasted through the sound system was a little more muffled. He let out a sigh and brought a hand up to wipe beads of sweat off of his forehead. His tongue rolled out of his mouth as his sigh turned into panting. Even with shorts, and a rather airy t-shirt on, it was way, way too hot to just be standing there with an empty red cup in hand. He walked over to stand in line to buy a drink, where he stood behind someone that he thought was familiar… He recognized the stripes, long brown hair, and when that person turned her head to glance at the selection of drinks, he was able to see the sunglasses she had on her face. When he saw those, he instantly recognized that the person standing in front of him was the tiger gal that teased him about the weather when he first stepped off the plane. He was about to reach a hand out to tap her on the shoulder but stopped midway when he realized he didn’t even know her name. Luckily for him though, the tigress turned her head to glance back at him just in time. 

“Oh, hey, you, first-timer. Fancy seeing you here.” She smiled, her green eyes scanning him up and down before she turned back around to talk to the person running the food and drinks operation. “I’ll have a Westmalle Tripel please, can I have a super cold one?” 

Dean watched as she ordered her drink and replied to her. “Yeah! Nice to see you here, too. Did you come here for the festival?” he smiled. The canine’s cheeks turned a little bit pink and his tail wiggled just a smidge behind him. He felt a little happy that she recognized him for some reason, but who wouldn’t? It meant he left a nice enough impression on her for her to remember! 

“Oh, no, no, I live here, I come here every year, I was just on that flight coming back from vacation.”

The tiger gal grabbed the red cup of beer when it was handed to her and reached her arm over the counter to pay for it using her festival wristband. Once she got her drink paid for, she moved over to the side to let the border collie get his order in. 

When it came to his turn to order, he looked at the selection of beers that they had and decided to try one of the local IPAs, just as a treat. “I’ll take a Peek a Brew, please.” He reached his arm over to pay with his wristband, too. When he was done, he had a red cup in hand and scooted off to the side just to be surprised that the tigress from the flight was still standing there. She was sipping her beer, with one hand at her hip and her eyes locked on him. 

“Uh, hello again,” Dean said to her shyly. 

“Hey hey, how’s Thailand been treating you?” she asked teasingly. “You look like you could use a lot of ice.” She chuckled before taking another sip of her beer and letting out a refreshed sigh. The tigress’ eyes were wandering just a little, going over the sweaty dog boy over and over as she stood there talking to him. 

Dean rubbed the back of his head with his free hand and chuckled softly. “Yeah, haha. It is a lot hotter than I expected it to be, but nothing a cold beer can’t fix.” He murmured. Right after finishing his sentence, he brought the said beer in his hand up to his lips for a small sip, dipping his tongue into it to gauge the taste of this new IPA he was trying to see if it was any good. To his surprise, despite the unusually low price he paid for it, it pushed all the right buttons on his ale enthusiast taste buds. He smacked his lips after the tongue dip and took two hefty sips. 

The tiger gal watched Dean as he sipped his drink and chuckled very softly at how happy he seemed with it. Once he pulled his cup away from his face, the tigress spoke. “Are you here with someone?” She took another sip of her Trappist beer. 

Dean looked around left and right before he rubbed the back of his head with his free hand and shook his head. “Nah, just thought I would solo it for the first time ever,” he murmured. “It was kind of a last-minute sort of deal, so I couldn’t reasonably expect to have anyone join me for a music festival halfway across the world.” The dog boy shrugged his shoulders, but overall, he didn’t seem too bothered by it.

The tigress blinked a few times as a shocked expression spread across her face. “How last-minute are we talking here? Who are you here to see that made you do that?” she chuckled and tilted her head to the side slightly. She was genuinely curious now, maybe it was an artist she wanted to see, too. 

“I’m mostly here to see Stargazer’s Paradise and Punching Kicking Assault.” He replied, his tail wagging. “But I got to see a bunch of new artists I never heard of before that I think are pretty neat!” he added with a cheerful smile spread across his face. When he namedropped the bands that he was here to see, the fanged feline gal thought about pretending she knew them but decided against it because she knew absolutely nothing about them and would not be able to bullshit her way through even the simplest of questions. As many brownie points that it would earn her while she flirted with him, it would have probably had the opposite effect had it backfired. Noticing the slight confusion on the tiger’s face, Dean happily continued, “They’re a metal band and a punk band, a little bit niche, I guess. They don’t perform very often so I thought I’d make the trip out to see them, maybe take a tour of Thailand while I am here, too.” The cute canine flicked his blonde hair and smiled so wide that he squinted his eyes shut. 

His cuteness did not go unnoticed. In fact, the tigress had picked up on it from the moment they crossed paths stepping off the plane. His eyes, his nose, his cute glasses, and how friendly his demeanor had him out to be really pulled the tigress towards him. She was into cute guys quite a bit. One could say that guys like Dean were her weakness. 

“That’s awfully spontaneous of you,” she chuckled as she took yet another sip of her ice-cold beer that was slowly losing its coldness to the surrounding heat. Realizing they hadn’t been formally introduced to each other yet. She quickly swallowed her sip, extended her hand towards him, and introduced herself. “Oh, I’m Alex by the way,” she purred. Dean watched as Alex’s hand reached out and he was quick to reach his own out to give hers a nice and firm shake. Alex’s grip around the dog boy’s hand was equally firm. 

“I’m Dean! It’s nice to meet you, Alex, I was afraid I wouldn’t meet anyone new here, doesn’t seem like a lot of the locals speak English, or Finnish, haha.” He laughed nervously but still had his smile spread across his face. 

“Welcome to one of the countries with the lowest English proficiency levels in the world.” Alex chuckled as she gave Dean’s soft hands a few shakes before letting go. She bit her lower lip slightly as her hand fell back to her side and the look she had on her face made it seem like she had something on her mind. It took her a couple of seconds before she took what was on her mind and put them into words. “So, you said you wanted to see, uhm..” she snapped her fingers a few times as she thought of the name of the band he had just mentioned to her. “Stargazer’s Paradise, right?” the tigress reached into her shirt to pull her phone out from her cleavage. 

“Y-Yeah,” Dean replied. His eyes went wide for a short moment as she pulled her phone out from her boobs, but he made sure not to stare for too long. 

“If I’m not mistaken… They were supposed to play just about 3 hours ago.” The tigress furrowed her brows as she swiped and tapped on the pane of magic glass in her palm. “Yeah! I think you might have just missed them.” She turned her phone’s screen towards the canine to show him the festival’s schedule. Dean used a hand to shield his eyes from the sun as he leaned forward to look at the remarkably dim phone screen and spotted that one of the bands he was here to see was in the center of the lineup, with the time of 11:35 AM listed right beside it. He glanced up at the small clock in the corner of the phone screen; it was just shy of 2:30 PM. He raised both his brows up and his jaw dropped in an almost cartoonish manner. “Wait what? No way. Are you kidding?” Alex’s finger was conveniently blocking a small portion of the bottom of her phone screen though.

The tigress shrugged her shoulders and looked at her phone again to make sure. “Yeah, that sucks... I’m sorry, but Punching Kicking Assault is still on for tonight though, 9 PM.” Alex did her best to lighten up the situation just a little, a small and hopeful little smile spreading across her face as she looked at the dog whose ears drooped down to display his disappointment. She took a step toward him and placed a hand on his shoulder. “That’s still a few hours away though, I can keep you busy if you’d like! Show you around the festival a bit?” The tigress’ smile widened, resulting in more of her sharp teeth being shown off. Alex pulled the hand she had on Dean’s shoulder away to prevent the awkwardness that came with doing a gesture for a little bit too long. 

Dean still had a big look of disappointment spread over his face, though. Those two bands were the reason he decided to jump the gun and come halfway across the world to a country he knew little about. He stared at the ground and kicked the short-cut grass at his feet for a couple of seconds before he brought his gaze up to meet with the friendly tiger's. “Are you not here with your friends? I wouldn’t want to be a third-wheel or a fourth-wheel.” He rubbed the back of his head as he spoke and his shy smile was plastered over his face again. 

“Oh no, not at all! I’m here alone, too!” Alex chirped her response, smiling wide and squinting her eyes shut as she did so. She did open her eyes back up after a short time though, so she could keep looking at her newfound friend. “Or if you’re bummed out about the show that much we could hang out at my place for a bit? I can help you plan out the exploration thing you wanted to do! Help you avoid the tourist traps and whatnot.” The striped feline’s tail swished and swayed around behind her as she took one more step to get even closer to the border collie.

“I wouldn’t want to be a bother, I’m sure you have a lot of other stuff you would rather be doing.” Dean shook his head and smiled politely at her. 

“C’monnnn, it’ll cheer you up! We could do some fun stuff together, and I’ll bring you back here just in time for that other band, I promise.” There was something about the tigress’ tone that was sending mixed signals to the canine, but he wasn’t quite able to pick up on what exactly she was suggesting. Was it to go to her place just to hang out? Plan the places for him to visit during the rest of his stay? Watch some Netflix or just have some food? He had no idea and it didn’t really hit him at all even as the big cat gal took one of his hands into hers, brushed her tail up against his leg, and curled it around his left ankle. Dean glanced down at the tigress’ tail antics and stared for a few seconds before he looked back up at her again and smiled. His tail wagged around behind him as he spoke, “Sure! That sounds fun!” his smile widened so much that he squinted his eyes quite cutely at her. 

Alex looked at him and pushed her sunglasses up along her snout, grinned wide, and nudged her head in the direction of the festival gates. “Shall we?” There was something about her that Dean couldn’t get over; her piercing green eyes behind those rose-tinted glasses looked at him the exact same way they did at the airport and it had his tail wagging faster. 

“S-Sure,” the collie replied and walked with the tigress as she led him off the festival grounds and to her place. 

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It took the two festival-goers just shy of 15 minutes to get to the tigress’ pad, she didn’t live too far away from where the festival was happening; a couple blocks at most, although the heat plus the walking made it seem a lot further away. When they were at Alex’s door, she placed her keycard on the door, pushed the door open, and walked inside. Dean was still being strung along by the hand, so he followed her inside shortly and closed the door behind him. The blonde canine looked around awkwardly for the first few seconds after he stepped inside the apartment, from what he could see, it was spacious, had a lot of good natural light, and had a great view of the city. His eyes went wide for a little bit as he spotted the giant floor-to-ceiling windows that adorned the living room. Scandinavian design everywhere, he felt at home even though he wasn’t. 

“Welcome to my place!” Alex said with a wide smile as she let go of Dean’s hand and stretched her arms out as if to say “ta-da”. She turned around to face the large window of the living room before she walked over to the couch and plopped herself down onto the plush upholstery. “Make yourself at home!” She added as she got herself comfortable. 

It took Dean a few seconds before he walked over and joined her on the couch. Ass on the cushions, legs tightly squeezed together, and hands intertwined. He felt very nervous being in the home of a stranger, but she looked like the non-murderous type, at least. And the air conditioning was nice to have after all that time spent in the Bangkokian sun that not even SPF 100 could do anything against. The collie let out a happy sigh and did his best to relax on the tigress’ couch, his panting breath from the heat slowly faded away and he sunk into the soft and comfy cushions of the couch. Dean pushed his glasses up his muzzle and looked over at the striped feline who was looking at him with a grin. Not wanting to just sit there awkwardly, he broke the silence with a question. “So… What should we get up to?” he smiled, the canine boy had little to no clue what the tigress’ plans were. “Did you want to show me on a map where I could go explore?” he leaned forward from the large cushions he had his back against and fished one hand into the pockets of his shorts to dig around for his phone. His eyes left Alex for just a moment as he went for his phone, but in that tiny amount of time, the tigress was able to scoot herself very close to him, grab him by the wrist, and gently pull the hand he had in his pocket right back out. Dean’s eyes quickly darted back to Alex’s and he nearly jumped out of his seat. “Huh? Wh-.” 

“That sounds really boring,” the tigress chuffed. She kept her grip around the canine’s wrist nice and firm even though she was done pulling his hand out of his pocket. “I can think of a few things you could explore right here… No need to go outside in the heat again.” She squeezed the dog’s wrist as she spoke, and when she said there were things he could explore right there in her apartment, she guided his hand over to her bare thigh and gave him the best bedroom eyes she could muster up. Dean glanced at his hand as it was guided over to the tigress’ thigh, and when she placed it against her soft fur, he let his eyes linger and even moved his thumb over one of her stripes. He was still quite oblivious to her advances and didn’t realize what she was talking about until a few seconds later when he brought his eyes up to look at her and saw those piercing green eyes. He may have been an innocent puppy boy at times, but he knew bedroom eyes when he saw them. His ears perked up, his eyes widened, and his tail thumped against the couch one singular time. He opened up his mouth and was just about to say something when Alex cut him off. 

“Why don’t we move to the bedroom, it’s a lot comfier than the couch,” she grinned. 

Dean’s eyes shifted between Alex’s eyes and the spot on her thigh where his hand was a few times before he nodded, “Yeah, that sounds like a good idea. L-Lead the way,” he said with a slight shake in his breath. His bushy tail started to wag behind him and he did his best to keep his breathing normal, he didn’t want to seem too excited, as much as he actually was. 

“C’mon, this way.” Alex stood up from the couch and pulled the border collie's hand to get him onto his feet. Dean found it incredibly hard to peel his eyes away from the tigress’ thigh even as she stood up and pulled him onto his feet, too. It didn’t help that she had a rather noticeable sway in her hips as she walked, his eyes didn’t have the chance to peel away from her at all, they merely just moved from one part of her to another. He remained mostly silent as he trailed behind the tigress to wherever it was that she was taking him to. 

After they cut through the living room and down a very poorly-lit hallway, Alex stopped in front of an unmarked white door and pushed it open. Inside was a bed, a closet, a dresser, and tall windows that were slanted like they were in a room that was situated under a roof. The natural light that came out from the room into the hallway where they stood was enough to get him to peel his eyes from the tigress’ ass and look into the room. The bed was the first thing he looked at and in doing so, he got just that more excited. 

Once they were in the bedroom, Alex let go of Dean’s hand and turned the little knob on the door’s deadbolt. 

Dean looked at the bed and slowly stepped toward it. Once he was in arm’s reach of it, he pushed his fingers down on the mattress to test out how soft it was and to give his hands something to do while he waited for the tigress to come back. He couldn’t believe he was actually going through with it; he was going to have sex with a stranger he met just a few minutes ago, and the weirdest thing about it was that he didn’t feel any hesitation. He felt a whole lot of shyness but zero hesitation, not even to ponder whether or not what he was doing was a bad idea. He pressed his hand against the mattress and it morphed around his palm with a nice amount of resistance. Plush, but firm, this was definitely the tigress’ dedicated sex bed. That, combined with how bare the room looked, there was not a chance this was her main bedroom. Add suspicious to the list now, too, but still, no hesitation nor regret. 

‘Click.’ 

The sound of the deadbolt locking made the Scandinavian canine boy’s ears perk up and he was just about to turn around to investigate when he felt a pair of arms wrap around him from behind and a chin rest gently on his shoulder. The hands that came with those arms slid up and down along his stomach and toed the line between his abdomen and pelvis very carefully; she knew exactly what she was doing. The whisper alone would have been enough to get shivers down his spine, but those hands made it a guarantee. He then heard a sultry and husky voice whisper right in his ear, “Can you take these clothes off for me?” the tigress continued to rub her hands up and down over him, even moving up towards his torso towards the end of her sentence. She had her brows raised as she waited for an answer. 

Dean was unable to hold in his excitement for very long. When the striped festival feline snuck up behind him and caught him off-guard, his eyes widened, and when she whispered in his ear and put her hands all over him, he could barely breathe. 

“Hhhhhhh, yeah... I can do that…” he slowly nodded his head as the fur on his arms stood up from her handsy-ness. 

“Great! But leave your underwear on.” the tiger purred and pulled away from him. She stepped to the side, made her way to the dresser on the other side of the bedroom, and left the dog boy to get himself out of his summer festival attire. He took in a deep breath and exhaled just as long before he brought his hands to the hem of his shirt to peel it off from his body. Once it was off, he looked around for a spot to leave it before deciding that the floor would do. He then moved his hands down to undo the button and zipper on his shorts. He shimmied his way out of those and put them in the same clothes pile. Now that he was in nothing but his dark-blue boxer briefs, he felt just a tiny bit cold. He rubbed his arm with one hand and watched as the tigress messed around with things in her dresser. There was a sizeable bulge in those boxers he was wearing, and while he wasn’t sporting a raging hard-on yet, standing there in barely anything made him feel vulnerable, and weirdly, it had his blood pumping through his veins. His bulge throbbed a few times as he stood watching her. 

Alex pulled open the top drawer of her dresser and rummaged through the various things she had in there. From the noise that she made, that dresser wasn’t for clothes. A couple loud thumps, thuds, and metallic jingles later, the tigress turned around to look at her new friend with the widest grin spread across her face. She walked up to him with her hands behind her back and when she was just a step’s distance away from him, she pulled her hands out from behind her back and showed him what she had gotten from the dresser. She held both her hands out in front of the canine; her left held a black leather blindfold and her right held up a pair of metal cuffs with a long chain linking the two ends. Dean’s eyes widened to the point where they couldn’t widen any further. His eyes hopped from the cuffs to the blindfold, then to the tigress holding them and the scarily toothy grin she had spread all over her face. 

“You ever been in handcuffs and a blindfold before?” the tigress asked as she moved the toys in her hand up and down in front of him. Dean shook his head slowly; he felt the sudden urge to swallow his saliva but he fought it off as hard as he could. “No, never…” Alex could see his Adam’s Apple move as his cheeks turned even redder. Her grin turned into a very sly smirk with cute little dimples appearing on her cheeks. “Do you want to try it? I promise it’s a lot of fun. Your senses are really heightened when you’re blindfolded… Plus there’s the element of surprise, too, the anticipation of it all.” She chirped her words quite happily. “It’s totally okay if you aren’t comfortable with it, though, we can just do more vanilla stuff.” Her sly smirk morphed again, this time into a reassuring and friendly smile. 

The border collie stared at the two things in the tigress’ hands for a few more seconds and listened to her as she explained how the blindfold would enhance his senses. When she mentioned that it was alright if he wasn’t comfortable with using them, he quickly shook his head. “I’m okay with it! I think it would be a fun thing to try. Just as long as we go slow, if that’s okay?”  he smiled and rubbed the back of his head with his hand shyly. 

“Mhmm! You have nothing to worry about, we can even have a safe word if you’d like. But I don’t think it’s going to get to that point. It’s all the softer stuff, I promise.” She cooed, pulled her hands down, and made her way over to the right side of the bed. She used the hand with the blindfold in it to tap the bed and nudged her head at Dean to instruct him to get on the bed. Dean watched her as she walked over, his eyes glued to her butt again. When she beckoned him to get onto the bed with a tap and a nudge, he found himself climbing onto the bed and knee-walking his way until he was in the center. His tail continued to wag around behind him and he sat on his knees for a few seconds and looked at Alex for further instruction. 

“Lie down, on your back.” She murmured. For the first time today, Dean was hesitant, but it was more because he didn’t quite hear what Alex said to him. The next thing he knew, the tiger’s strong hands were on his shoulders and he was down on his back with his eyes looking up toward the ceiling. 

“Relax, I’m not going to hurt you.” The tigress chuckled. She could feel that the canine was tense, “Is this your first time getting picked up from a festival, too?” she raised her brow at him. While she waited for him to answer her, Alex twirled the cuffs she had around with her index finger and leaned over the side of the bed to loop the long chain around one of the many metal beams that made up the bed’s headboard. The chain made a lot of noise and had Dean looking around to see what she was doing. When she noticed that her new dog friend was peeking, she shook her head and let go of the cuffs. She then brought the hand that she had the blindfold in up, leaned down to snatch the spectacles right off his face and slid the blackout eye coverings over in their place. Without saying anything, she continued doing her thing with the cuffs. 

When the blindfold came down over Dean’s eyes, he could feel his heart beating hard in his chest. The sound of his heart beating only got louder to him when he was left in pitch-black darkness. He let out a nervous chuckle as he got himself used to it and his wagging tail in between his legs got just a notch faster. He did his best to control his breathing, taking in slow and deep breaths and exhaling in long and steady strides. He then felt the tigress’s hands grab hold of his left wrist and guide them upward, and after a few seconds of her hands moving around along his wrist and arm, he felt cold metal wrap around his wrist along with a few very loud clicks. 

‘Clclclclclick click!’ 

Alex then let go of his left wrist and did the same with his right one. 

‘Clclclclclick click!’ 

With both of the border collie’s wrists bound to the headboard, his arms were suspended up in the air. His breathing couldn’t help but get a little bit heavy as he tried to move his arms to see how far he could do so. When he realized he couldn’t move them very much, he knew that he was in it for real. He only hoped the tigress would follow through with her promises of going gentle. 

With Dean properly blindfolded and cuffed to the bed, Alex dusted her hands together to signify a job well done. She then turned and started undressing, taking off her top, bra, shorts, and panties and left them in a messy pile on the floor right next to the bed. It wasn’t like her guest was going to see the mess, anyway. With her tits, ass, and pussy free, she made her way to the foot of the bed and stood there looking quite proud of herself as she looked at the helpless pupper boy she had scored. 

“Are you ready, puppy boy?” the tigress raised her brow out of habit. 

Dean, who could hear and smell everything, was sprawled out on the bed in nothing but his snugly fitting boxers. His legs were spread apart, his arms locked to the bed, and the tail between his legs wagged close to uncontrollably. His nose started to wiggle and dance as he picked up the scent of Alex’s pussy, sweat, and perfume. A weird, yet pleasant combination to his nose, one that he kept sniffing almost nonstop. Through his sniffing, he was able to reply, “Yeah… Haha… I guess I am…” He bit his lip to hold back a whine. 

Alex climbed onto the bed slowly, making sure to make as little noise as possible. She crawled over the helpless dog boy and placed her hands down against the mattress on each side of him to keep herself from lying directly on top of him. Her face hovered merely two inches away from his, and even with the blindfold on, he was able to sense almost exactly where she was. “Good,” Alex replied. “I bet you reeeeaaally want a piece of my ass, huh?” the tigress jumped straight into it, catching the collie a tiny bit off-guard. “I saw the way you looked at it…” the feline purred and brought her face even closer to Dean’s. “That’s no way to look at a stranger…” she chuckled. 

“I ah… I uh… Hhhhhah.” Dean let out a soft huff. He had no idea she knew he was looking at her rear. “You do have a really nice one…” he continued. 

The tigress moved her closer to the canine’s other ear and smacked her lips before she spoke. “I bet you couldn’t wait to get here and fuck me…” she cooed. “Well guess what? You’ll get to… But not until I get to have my fair share of fun, first…” The way Alex spoke was completely different from the way he had heard her speak at the music festival, she added an extra layer of sultry and seductiveness, but the way she was speaking was also so casual, a voice just a tiny bit above a whisper into his ear, so close to him. He couldn’t help but wag his tail more the more she talked dirty to him. With his senses heightened and only slightly frightened, Dean shifted his legs, spread them apart a bit more, and opened his mouth up to say something clever back at the tigress. However, his ambition to do such a thing was cut short when he felt a warm and wet tongue drag along the nape of his neck all the way up to his cheek. The lick was followed by a dozen small kisses and hungry licks all over both sides of his neck. The tigress moved lower and lower with each kiss, somehow slipping her tongue under his collar as she passed it. She crawled backward to move down to kiss the dog along his torso, too; one kiss on each of his pink nipples, and she continued her trail down south by his belly button before planting one final kiss on the small white tuft of fur that poked out from under the waistband of his boxers. 

Dean had a lot of trouble keeping his sounds under wraps. He was unsure if he was even allowed to make any noises. He let out a few soft huffs and moans that got progressively louder as the kisses moved further down his body. Each time he felt her lips, teeth, and tongue press up against him it was like he was being touched by a ghost that he couldn’t see. It was an interesting experience, to say the least. After she planted the final kiss on his small bit of pubic tuft, the kisses stopped and Dean was left hot and confused. He let out a heavy pant and arched his back up as he let out all that hot air from his mouth. There was a moment when he didn’t feel or hear anything from his new tiger friend, which had him slightly worried, but his worry was washed away once he felt two digits poke at the waistband of his boxers. Alex was using her fingers to “walk” along the elastic of his underwear. While he couldn’t see her, he could picture her resting on her elbows in between his spread legs with her face just mere inches away from the slightly bulgy part of his crotch. When he felt her warm breath blow over his crotch, he knew he couldn’t have been too far off with the image in his head. 

“Man, lookie what we have here…” the tigress murmured, she dragged her fingers from the waistband of Dean’s underwear down towards the bulge that was situated right in the middle. Her nimble little fingers pressed into his bulge slightly as she moved all the way to the highest point. She pressed her finger into what she felt was the cute dog’s dick tip and also gave it a little squeeze. 

“Hhhhaahhh….” Dean gasped for air when he felt Alex cup and squeeze his bulge. The moment she made contact with his sensitive groin area; his dick started rising to attention. His thumping heart didn’t help either, only pumping more blood to the log he had in between his legs. He balled his hands into fists and caused the chain on his cuffs to jingle. The jingle got Alex’s attention and she looked up at the blindfolded dog and chuckled. “Careful there, don’t want you straining your wrists. Or the bed breaking.” The tigress curled her fingers around his bulge more, massaging him and coaxing his dick from its sleepy state. The more Dean squirmed and wiggled under her touch, the more she squeezed and rubbed. She pulled her hand away after ten or so more seconds of rubbing and groping, and she leaned her face right into that bulge. Her big feline nose pressed right up against the underside of his bulge where his balls were. The tigress took the opportunity to indulge a bit in her own desires, too. She took in lengthy breaths and filled her nostrils with the scent of Dean’s balls. She buried her nose in his crotch for a minute before pulling out and letting out a very hot and bothered huff. She took a couple of seconds to recompose herself before she looked up at him and said something. 

“Your dick smells really good,” she purred her words. With a thirst for more of Dean’s dick, she wasted no time in going back in for seconds. This time, she leaned her head down to plant kisses on his bulge. Her soft lips pressed against the tip of his bulge and when she pulled away there was a tiny little damp spot in place from her saliva. She planted more and more kisses, going over his bulge, down the sides, and even up to the little pubic tuft that peeked out from his underwear. Once she completed the first round of kisses on him, she moved back down to focus her attention on the growing tent. She planted a big and sloppy kiss against the tip of his dick through the fabric of his underwear, held the kiss for a few seconds, and glanced up to look at him to catch his movements and expressions. She let her rough feline tongue roll out from her mouth and over the silky-smooth cloth, leaving a trail of her saliva that sept through to the skin of his dick. 

When Alex first pressed her nose up in his junk, Dean was a little bit confused. He thought she was pressing her hand up against him. But when he heard and felt her taking in deep breaths through her nose, he realized she was huffing his scent. He tensed up, curled his fingers into his palms, and pulled on the chains of his cuffs again.

“Hhhhhhnnnnf…” he squirmed. 

‘Clink, clink,’ 

The warmth of her saliva seeping through the thin fabric of his boxers and onto his dick was way too hot for him to handle and it had his dick throbbing hard. He could feel the blood rushing to his groin and he could hear the giggling that the tigress did when the tip of his dick twitched and effectively kissed her back as she made out with it. Her hot breath, lips, teeth, and tongue all over his boxer-clad member made for a very interesting feeling. Despite not having any direct contact with her mouth, it was close enough for it to feel very good. As Dean’s dick grew harder and harder from the tigress’ licking, kissing, and sucking on his tip like a Chupa Chup through his undergarment, he found it incredibly hard not to tense up and squirm. He kept what she said in mind though; he didn’t want to break her bed. 

‘Slrrp... Slrrp…’ with his tip now in her mouth, the tigress’ sucking became a lot more aggressive, louder, and sloppier. The sudden suction applied to his dick tip accelerated the rate at which he became erect. The dog’s tongue rolled out of his mouth as he gasped for air. He couldn’t believe what she was doing, she didn’t look like she was into such interesting things when he saw her at the music festival, not that he was complaining; getting his dick sucked and toyed with through his boxers was something he was very into. What a coincidence that the tigress was, too. 

After five full minutes of sucking on the dog boy’s dick through his boxers to get him hard, Alex pulled away from his covered crotch and left a massive mess behind. The dark blue boxers he wore had multiple dark damp spots that drew a clear outline of what was now his fully erect dick that tent-poled out and tested the elasticity of his clothes. A single string of saliva connected her lips to his underwear, but it was quickly snapped free by the tiger’s tongue as she licked her lips. 

“Hhhhhaaaahh…” Dean let out a hefty sigh as his dick continued to twitch and throb. His breath was shaky and he was still as tense as ever. It was quite unreasonable to expect someone to remain relaxed while being teased like that, so the tigress really didn’t mind. 

Alex’s ears flickered to the sound of Dean letting out his shaky sigh and she looked up at him after wiping her mouth on the back of her arm. “You liked that, didn’t you? You dirty, dirty dog…” Alex cooed. She then sat up and gently placed both her hands at the waistband of the last piece of clothing he had on. She tapped her fingers against his soft fur before she dug them under the elastic, curled her fingers, and pulled that moist fabric down his legs. She pulled them off both his ankles, brought the bunched fabric up to her nose for a quick sniff, and tossed them aside.  The scent of his dick filled her nose once more and got her to let out a small moan of her own. “Hnnnhh…” she bit her lip as she feasted her eyes upon the now free-standing dick that proudly pointed up toward the ceiling. She watched it make its small twitches and throbs without her even doing anything to it with a curious eyebrow raised. Amused, she let out a tiny scoff, moved over to sit on his left, and slid her right hand down to grab firmly around the base of his shaft. 

“Huh.” She flung her hair out of her face, leaned in to bring her muzzle a mere inches away from his slightly folded left ear, and whispered into it. “I like dirty dog boys… And I have a feeling, you like me, too…” she squeezed his dick in her hand just enough to get another squirm out of him. 

“Hhhnnnnhhaaahh….” 

Bingo. 

Slowly, the tiger started moving the hand she had around Dean’s cock up and down. She moved it all the way up to the tip, then back down to the base again. Realizing that she was missing quite a crucial element to a handjob, she stopped her hand’s movements and leaned her head forward to spit right on his dick. 

‘Ptyo. Pttt. Ptyo.’ She spat a total of three times, covering his dick in a generous layer of her clear sticky bio-lube. She leaned back to bring her muzzle near Dean’s ear and started to jerk him of. 

‘Fap… Fap… Fap… Fap…’ 

Feeling his dick throb in her hand as she played with him made the tigress feel powerful, and now that she was properly lubed up with her saliva, she was able to gradually increase the pace at which she stroked him. 

“Holy... Shit…” Dean said through a mess of squirms and pants. Her fingers were so soft, so smooth, and so warm. He had received handjobs before, but this one felt like he was being milked by an angel. The heightened sense of hearing, smell, and touch really helped make the whole thing something he wasn’t going to forget. The canine’s legs tensed up and relaxed in what seemed like random intervals. Upon closer inspection, however, he was tensing up as Alex’s hand moved over his tip and when she pulled her hand down and peeled his foreskin back. Her saliva slick hand continued to jerk him off over and over until she felt that his dick was hard enough. Spoiler alert, it didn’t take too long for his dick to become harder than any rock on the face of the Earth. When her hand came down to the base of his dick again, she gave him a firm squeeze and whispered into his ear once more. 

“Now would you look at that…” Dean could hear when the tigress’ lips parted to speak and when she bit her lip, too. “What kind of person gets this hard for someone they just met?” the tigress teased him. She let go of his dick and vanished from his side, only to reappear in the form of the mattress squeaking and shifting slightly, indicating that she was on her elbows in between his legs in front of him. That cat was fast. The next thing that Dean felt was a familiar feeling, followed by a familiar noise. 

‘Mwah…’

The same warm pair of lips and teeth pressed against the fleshy tip of his dick, this time without any fabric acting as a buffer in between them. He took in a shaky breath which was followed by a similar exhale when the tigress let her tongue lather all over his tip. Her warm and soft, although slightly rough feline tongue rolled over his foreskin-covered tip and swirled around the small opening where his ultra-sensitive head could be seen. Dean arched his back and let out a howl of a moan which encouraged Alex to lick him more. She put her hand around his shaft and tugged his foreskin down to expose the tip completely before she lathered her tongue over it a second time, which sent Dean into another round of moans; he even curled his toes, too. 

“Hhhhaaahhhhhh Aaaahhhh… I’m not used to f-feline tongues…” Dean said as a shiver ran down his spine and caused the already rather poofy fur at his neck to become even fluffier.

Alex was mid-lick when Dean spoke and she stopped what she was doing and left her tongue firmly pressed up against the mushroom tip as she listened to him. With her tongue extended out, but not moving, the saliva glans in her mouth went into overdrive and a small stream of her saliva ran down from her tongue and onto Dean’s tip.  When he was done, she pulled her tongue away and left his dick covered in her slobber as she replied; “You never do get used to it, it’s our secret weapon to making you do anything we want you canines to…” she teased. After her wordy tease, she moved her head down to place her nose right against the side of his dick to sniff and lick the sides of his shaft to her heart’s content. 

‘Sniffffff… Sniffffffffffff..’

“Fuck,” Alex muttered under her breath. The dog boy’s scent was driving her wild. The mixture of his natural musk, sweat, and the usual scent that came with arousal was really doing it for her. He wasn’t the only one aroused; her pussy lips were starting to glisten with her pussy juices as well. She continued to lick and sniff all over his dick, covering his entire length in her slobber, and after a few minutes, she noticed there was a little bead of a clear liquid that formed at the slit on his dick tip. She went wide-eyed out of excitement and quickly dragged her tongue over his tip to lap it all up. The taste of salt and sweetness washed over her tongue and she let out a very satisfied purr. Alex sure did like a leaky boy. She smacked her lips very satisfactorily, lowered her head down a far enough to mostly disappear in between the collie’s legs, and licked all the way from the underside of his balls to his tip, all in one go. 

Feeling the tigress’ tongue curl under his balls and drag all the way to his tip made him gasp for air suddenly. He felt his knees go weak and he couldn’t help but let out a very needy whine. He curled his toes again and pulled his tongue back into his mouth as he gritted his teeth. While he was making all these noises from the teasing, the tigress was giggling like the little devil she was. She then spat on the dog’s dick and brought her hand back to jerk his dick up and down as she pressed her nose into those fruitful low-hanging orbs that were right in front of her. She held nothing back as she started huffing his nuts and jerking him off. It was a good thing that those cuffs had a rather long chain, otherwise the bed would probably already be broken from how far the border collie arched his back from that alone. 

‘Fap. Fap. Fap. Fap. Fap.’

‘Sniffffff, smooch, slorp, schlk…’ 

“Hhhhhhhh…” 

To Dean, who couldn’t see anything happening around him, it felt like he had been locked up in a machine that was designed to tease him in every way possible. The machine also knew which buttons of his to press and for how long. He would have been incredibly impressed by Alex if his head was on straight, but right now, the only thing on his mind was the noises the tigress was making with her hand pumping his dick and her hot breath over his balls.

After what felt like an eternity of him having his nuts huffed and his dick milked with the tiger’s saliva-covered hands, everything suddenly stopped and the canine was left in limbo as his dick throbbed to just the slightest gust of wind that hit it. Alex pulled herself away for just a few seconds, moving her hair over her shoulders and out of the way as she pushed herself up just enough for her face to be aligned perfectly with the dog’s long schlong. She could tell that he was going to react rather strongly to her taking his dick in her mouth, so she had to come prepared. She pressed one hand down against his pelvis quite firmly and opened her mouth up. Dean could hear her mouth open up and he realized what was coming, but even then, he wasn’t prepared. 

Alex lowered her head and slipped Dean’s cock head into her mouth with relative ease. Her lips pushed his foreskin back and allowed his head to feel the full warmth and wetness of her mouth. She held her position for a few seconds and sucked on his dick like a lollipop before she lowered her head further down his dick, his tip pushing over her tongue as it made its way towards the back of her mouth and crept closer to her throat. 

‘Glk. Glk. Glk.’ 

Her lips wrapped tightly around Dean’s dick as she slowly went further and further down. Eventually, all 6 inches of his meat was in her mouth, with part of it pushing down her throat and bulging it out ever so slightly. Her nose pressed firmly up against the soft white pubic tuft of his and she gently rubbed that hand she had him pinned down with over his stomach. Her throat clenched around his dick and squeezed tight. The tigress had zero gag reflex to be seen and let the dog dick sit in her throat for a few seconds before she cupped Dean’s balls with her other hand and pulled her head off of his dick nice and slow. As she lifted her head up, her lips reeled away to reveal a very shiny dick, she pulled the entire length of it out of her throat and let it make a loud popping sound as it came free from the tight grip of her lips. 

‘Plop!’ 

She didn’t let his dick sit out in the air to dry out for long; after it throbbed a few times she put it back in her mouth and pushed her head back down again. 

‘Glk…’

Feeling Alex’s lips wrap around his tip and peel his foreskin back as she pushed herself down on his cock was heavenly, to say the least, Dean had his tongue rolling out from his mouth along with an abundance of noises coming out from him. Her mouth was warm, wet, and those teeth that guided his dick in at just the right angle really had him tugging on his cuffs, much to the detriment of his wrists. He moaned and panted heavily as he felt Alex’s teeth, tongue, cheek, and throat grip his dick like there was no tomorrow. When she pulled off of him, he let out a chuckle that was mixed in with heavy pants and was just about to say something when Alex put his dick back in her mouth and started bobbing her head up and down. 

‘Glk…Glk…’

Not content with being quiet like she was when she deepthroated him, Alex sucked and slobbered on the dog’s knob. She moved her head up and down while also swirling her tongue around in her mouth, leaving no part of Dean’s cock unpolished. Her spit ran down his dick and sept into the fur on his balls and her chin as she bobbed up and down over and over. She was sloppy and a little bit loud, but there was nothing wrong with that.

‘Schlllpp, slllcckk, shlorpppp,’

“Aaaahhhnnhmmm… Hhnngn… That…” Dean tried to speak, but it was a lot harder to talk when a cat had your dick than he thought it would be. Oh, how he wished he could take his blindfold off and look at her while she gave him head. He did try to reach the blindfold with his hands, but the tigress who tied him up was a lot smarter than that, he wasn’t able to, no matter how hard he tried; the chains on his cuffs were just a smidge too short. After a short struggle and a few metallic jingles, he gave up and just let himself enjoy being sucked off blind. 

‘Schlllplplp… Schlolorp…’ the sloppy noises continued as Alex sunk her head up and down in Dean’s lap. Each time she pulled up, she left just his tip in her mouth and sucked on it hard. This caused Dean’s hips to buck involuntarily, which led to Alex doing it more than once. As her saliva continued to run down Dean’s cock and drip off her chin, she varied the speed at which she bobbed her head. She went fast and hard for a few seconds, then switched to something slower and more sensual, then back to fast again. The hand at Dean’s balls wasn’t just stationary either; she rolled his white-fluff orbs in between her fingers and massaged them as if she were trying to coax whatever was inside them to come out. 

“Hhhaoooohhhh shit…” Dean exclaimed. The way Alex moved faster, then slower, then faster again, really gave him the urge to start thrusting his hips into her face. But he couldn’t overpower that hand she had on his stomach pinning him down. That didn’t stop the small bucks of his hips here and there, though, and it didn’t stop his legs from kicking about too. The texture of her tongue, the subtle lines on her cheek, and the way her throat squeezed his tip each time it was pushed down there had him feeling tingly in all the right places and his precum leaking out everywhere in her mouth. After she pushed herself down to deepthroat him again, she pulled his dick out of her throat, setting free a heavy precum and slobber-covered cock from her mouth and leaving a thick string of their mixed fluids connecting her lips to his dog boner. 

“A-Alex…” Dean called out to her. 

His calls to her were ignored, and the next thing he felt was her tongue lathering up against his balls, which again caused him to arch his back and let out a very pent-up whine. 

“Mhmm…. “Mhnmmmf…” soft sounds of pleasure came from the tigress as she licked and lapped up Dean’s fat balls. After two licks to each tennis-ball-sized orb, she pressed her lips up against them and sucked one of them into her mouth. 

‘Plof!’

“Mnnnf…”

With his balls in her mouth, swirled and twirled her tongue all over them and sucked on them very gently. By the time she pulled away from one to go to the other, his fluffy balls were matted down and covered in so much of her spit it was ridiculous. “Hoooooh, f-fuck…” he moaned as the tigress plopped his other orb into her mouth and gave it the same treatment. 

The sounds of Alex making out with his nuts drove him wild and had him arching his back more and more. When she was done with them, she went straight back to sucking him off. With so much stimulation being done to his doggy dick, Dean called out to Alex again as he felt his climax coming in hot. His legs tensed up and his breathing became even heavier than it was earlier. But since she was in full gear, the tigress wasn’t paying full attention to the nuances of a male close to busting. 

“A-Alex…” Dean shivered as he felt Alex’s nose press down against his pubic tuft again. His dick throbbed hard in her throat and he squinted his already blindfolded eyes shut. Alex looked up at him and made a noise, “Hm?” 

“I-Ah… I’m close…” 

Upon hearing that her dog-boy boy toy was close, Alex slowly pulled herself off his dick, intentionally dragging it out as long as possible and making as many loud and sloppy slurping noises as she could as a test to see just how close he meant. As his dick pulled out of her throat and mouth, Dean moaned and squirmed but didn’t nut. When his dick plopped free from her lips, Alex pushed herself up and left the bed for just a moment. 

“Hhhhhhhhuuffff…” Dean huffed and puffed as his dick throbbed. With each throb came a small amount of pre and saliva mix that dripped from his dick down onto his fur. 

When Alex came back, she sat down on the bed at Dean’s side again and he could hear her fumbling around with something in her hands. 

“Hhhhaah, that was a close one… I didn’t want to cum so quickly…” he chuckled. “But that mouth of yours, wow…” he was out of breath and took in deep breaths to catch up. 

“Mhmm! Can’t have you cumming anywhere else that’s not inside my pussy,” Alex said with a smile that Dean could hear forming on her lips. She then got up from the bed again and walked over toward Dean’s lower half and reached her hands forward to put whatever it was she had in her hand on him. She used one hand to hold his dick still while the other held the silicone feeling item against the underside of his dick, just south of his tip. She then looped its strap around his dick a couple of times to secure it in place. Once it was in place, Alex let go of his dick, gave him a gentle pat on his belly, and walked away. “Stay riiiiight there, I’ll be right back.” As she walked away, she rolled a small remote in her hand and smirked. 

Dean was more than confused and when he heard her footsteps moving further away, he panicked. “Wait, where are you going?” He then heard the door open and close. “Hello?” he chuckled nervously. “Alex?” With the tigress long gone, Dean continued to take in deep breaths as he pondered about the thing the tigress strapped to his dick. He could feel that it was a soft-touch silicone material and that it roughly had the shape of a large pill. What could it have been? He tried to get the blindfold off again but to no avail, and then it hit him. 

“Oh no.” 

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After the tigress closed the door behind her, she made her way to the kitchen to grab herself a glass of water. She tiptoed to reach the cupboard where all her glasses were, grabbed one of them, and ran it under the tap to fill up. She then pulled out one of the stools in front of the kitchen island and sat down. She took a sip of her water and toyed with the remote in her hand. There were only three buttons on the remote, a power button, a button with a plus on it, and another one with a minus on it. As she sipped her water, the tigress pressed the power button and long-pressed on the + button for about five seconds. After she gulped down half the glass, she placed it on the countertop and sat there and listened for the squirm she knew was coming from the dog boy she left tied up with a vibe stuck to his dick. 

“Three… Two… One…” she counted down to the moment she predicted the signals she sent with the remote would reach the vibrator.

“Hhhhhaaahhhhnnnhfff!”

Bingo. She was spot on. 

She took another sip of her water and chuckled. 

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‘Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.’ The soft buzz coming from the bullet vibrator strapped to his dick, the gentle wind noise from the air conditioning vents, and his heartbeat were the only things Dean could hear. The vibrations against his dick were also the only thing he could feel, but it felt like he was being caressed everywhere at once. He arched his back over and over as his dick throbbed and fought against the vibrations that got more and more intense as the seconds went by. Without his sight, he was left with his own thoughts; he wondered where the tigress went and whether or not she would come back. Was he done for? Was he going to be tied up here for hours until he couldn’t feel his legs anymore? What if she was still in the room watching him? He bit his lip and moaned through it as his hips bucked back and forth. Precum leaked from his dick, keeping him wet and right on the edge, if the vibrations got any stronger, he wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to last until she came back. 

“Hhhhhaaaahhh… Nnngg…” he squirmed over and over as he waited as patiently as he could for the sound of the door opening to reach his ears. The chains on his cuffs clinked and the mattress squeaked very slightly underneath him as his dick throbbed, his toes curled, and his hips bucked. His dick had never been this hard before; his instincts were kicking in and making his body do things he had very little control over. He whined and humped the air over and over, not even stopping when he heard the door to the room open up and the tigress come inside. 

Upon seeing the dog boy thrusting into the air as she came into the room, she closed the door behind her with her foot and walked up to him. She stood there and watched as his hips bucked and his dick throbbed over and over before she reached her hand forward to grab the bullet vibrator and take it off of him. She turned it off and tossed it up and down in her hand before bringing the silicone toy to her lips and licking the precum off of it. She then tossed it to the side and crawled onto the bed, straddling the tied-up dog boy with her legs going over each side of his body. Her pussy pressed up against his dick as he continued to thrust upward into the air and he let out a very loud gasp through gritted teeth when he felt the warmth of her pussy graze against him. Once the tigress situated herself on top of him, he wasn’t able to thrust upward anymore. Alex dragged her hands up and down his torso teasingly and even grounded her crotch against him. Her pussy juice that glistened on her labia spread into the fur on Dean’s balls and she chuffed and purred happily. Dean’s needy whines had Alex grinning from ear to ear. She rubbed herself along the length of his dick for a few more seconds before she spoke. 

“Do you like that?” she chuckled. 

Dean was only able to nod his head as a response, the warmth that transferred from her pussy to his dick felt almost as good as her throat already, he could only imagine how good it would feel to be inside her. Luckily for him, that outcome wasn’t too far out now; Alex was dripping wet and ready to take that dog’s dick for the ride of its life.

“I can’t hear you, Dean…” Alex said with a soft growl and leaned forward to bring her muzzle a whisper’s distance from his. “What do you want me to do now?” she asked. 

The border collie gritted his teeth and let out a whine. “Hhhhhh… I like it a lot…” he took in a deep breath and let it out in a long pant. Once the tigress asked him what he wanted her to do, he hesitated for only a moment to make sure he wasn’t going to fumble his words. “Hhhh… C-Can you put it inside?” he asked very politely. Polite wasn’t exactly what the tigress was looking for, so she shook her head. She stopped rubbing herself up against his dick and placed her hands on his chest to toy around with his pecs and nipples. She dragged her clawed fingers over the sensitive little buttons on his chest, drawing circles, squares, and triangles all over them before she whispered to him again. “That’s way too polite… I don’t think a dirty dog would say it like that, would he?” She purred and licked her lips. She had her brows raised as she waited for Dean to reword his request. “Look how hard you are…” she added. Her eyes looked down at his dick as it throbbed up against her mound and she giggled. “It’d be a shame if I just left it like this, huh? Throbbing all on its own, nowhere warm to go into…” she smirked and thrusted her hips forward one singular time to bump her coochie up his shaft playfully. 

It took the collie a few moments to muster up the courage to say what he needed to say to get what he wanted. For some reason, it felt wrong to be so rude to someone like that, but considering they had been acting like wild animals in front of each other, with the tigress having jerked him off, sucked him off, and now was in the process of mashing her genitals against his, a little bit of explicit language wasn’t too high on the list of sins. 

“Hhhuuffff…” he huffed. “P-Please,” he puffed. “Please fuck me… Please… I want to feel you so bad.” And he whined. “Please…” he pleaded more and more. 

Hearing the tied-up dog boy pleading for Alex to fuck him was like hearing one of your all-time favorite songs after not listening to it for so long. Her ears flickered, she smiled, and gently pressed her nose into Dean’s for a quick boop. She then pulled away, pushed herself up and off of him, and moved forward so that she was squatted right above Dean’s erect dick. She hovered there for a few seconds and let her pussy juice drip from her cunt onto his tip before she slowly lowered herself down to bring her pussy closer and closer to making contact. 

Dean couldn’t see anything that was going on, but he could feel her pussy juice drip onto him and her warmth get closer and closer. He held his breath as he braced for a wet and warm sensation to wash over him. 

Squish. The tip of Dean’s dick made contact with Alex’s wet labia. He let out a small whine and his dick throbbed a few times, dragging his tip all over the tigress’ pussy as she tried her best to align herself with the doggy dick pole. With his dick throbbing uncontrollably, she grabbed it by the base to keep it still as she lowered herself further and further. Her pussy lips parted to make way for his tip as it slipped inside.

“Hhhhhhhng.” Alex let out a soft sound of pleasure as she felt the canine’s cock spread her lips apart and sink inside her. She made sure to keep an eye on the pink fleshy meat stick as it sunk further and further in. Her walls clenched around his member the further she went down his six inches, and as she reached the hilt, her knees came down against Dean’s sides and her hands pressed firmly against his chest. Now it was her turn to take in some deep breaths, although she wasn’t as down bad as Dean was, she was pretty damn close. She scored a good one with Dean. Music festival dog boy dick hit different.

The soft, warm, wet, and tight inner walls of the tigress’ love canal felt good against Dean’s cock. Every texture, every ridge, and every bump gave him a sensation he was familiar with, but with the blindfold on everything he felt was multiplied tenfold. When the tigress sunk herself on him completely, his hips bucked forward again, forcing a moan out of both of them at the same time.  

“Aaaaahh…”

“Hhhhaooooff…” 

The constant clenches around his dick made his dick throb and his hips buck more and more, getting him to moan over and over for a few seconds. Alex gave it a few seconds for her pussy to adjust to having Dean’s dong inside of her, while she waited, she brought her hands to place them at his hips and gave him a firm squeeze. After a bite to her lip and a soft growly moan, Alex gently pushed herself up, pulling half of the dog’s dick out of her, once she was halfway up, she then lowered herself back down, pushing his dick all the way inside her again. She let out a loud huff as she sat on the dog with his balls against her ass and then started to bounce herself up and down on that dick; each time she bounced up, there was a visible amount of lip grip going on. Too bad Dean wasn’t able to see it. 

Alex bounced up and down slowly on the dog’s dick, even leaning back on her hands to increase the pace of her movement. Her back arched, her breasts bounced up and down, and her pussy lips gripped his cock to the best of their ability. Each time she pulled up, a layer of her pussy juices ran down his cock and sept into the fur around his groin area. 

‘Schlp, plaf, schlp, plaf, schlp, plaf…’ 

“Hoooh fuck… Your dick is so good…” Alex moaned and closed her eyes as she continued to ride Dean’s cock like a pro. 

Dean was moaning, too, the feeling of her engulfing his member whole was pushing him over the edge. The sound of her making it all the way to his base and back up again only made it better. He let out a loud pant, then a whine, and that was followed by a plead for her to remove the blindfold from his face. “Hhhh… A-Alex… Can I take off the blindfold? Pl-Please?” Alex continued to ride his dick like a rodeo, pulling herself up and down, squeezing that dick inside of her, all while biting her lip and hiding the majority of her moans. The tigress shook her head at first, but then realized he wasn’t able to see her. “Nope! Haah… You’re going to stay blindfolded the wholeeeeeeee time.” She cooed. Just for asking her to remove the blindfold, Alex gave his dick an extra clench once she had it hilted all the way inside her again. 

“Hhhyaaahhh…” Dean whimpered and moaned at the same time. His tongue rolled free from his mouth again when he felt her squeeze tight around his sensitive endowment. When she kept going up and down his dick even after squeezing him so hard, he reeled his tongue back into his mouth, grit his teeth, and thrusted his hips into the tigress. The feeling of her pussy tugging on him each time she bounced up was really sending him closer and closer to the edge. 

After what felt like forever, but was really only ten minutes of Alex riding his disco stick, she stopped with his dick buried fully inside her, pushed herself back up straight, and placed her hands on his pecs. She wiggled herself a little to move his dick around inside her and tease him before she reached over to remove the blindfold from his face. She grabbed it with both hands and pulled it off gently, revealing the canine’s cute amber eyes. 

“Hello there,” Alex said with a smile. 

It took Dean a moment for his eyes to readjust to the light in the room, his pupils dilating as he slowly opened them up. He blinked a few times and smiled back at the tigress when he saw her smiling at him. “Hello,” he said back to her. His vision was a little bit blurry since he didn’t have his glasses on. Alex realized this and quickly grabbed his glasses from the little spot on the mattress to his right side and place it on his snoot. With his glasses back on, he was able to see clearly now, and immediately his eyes widened and he became transfixed on the tigress who he had his dick inside of. For the first couple of seconds, he couldn’t decide whether to look at her face, breasts, or where their crotches connected; so, he looked at all of them. When his eyes fell to her tits, he instinctively moved his hands to try and touch them, forgetting that he was cuffed to the bed and resulting in a very needy whine.  

Alex, on the other hand, didn’t have any trouble deciding where to look, with her eyes fixated on Dean’s cute glasses-adorned face. When she heard him whine, she gyrated her hips and got back to riding his dick slowly. 

‘Schlk… Schlk… Schlop…’ the wet noises from her pussy echoed throughout the room and garnered Dean’s attention. He watched as her pussy moved up his dick, pulling his foreskin over his tip while inside of her, and down again, peeling it back. He shivered, leaned his head back, and let out a moan so much louder than any he had let out so far. 

“Hhhhhhhnnnnnaaaaaaaahhhh! Aah!” 

The tigress’ tits bounced up and down in tandem with her bouncing up and down on Dean’s dick. After a few minutes of overloading the poor border collie’s eyes with everything she was doing, she stopped, sunk all the way down on his dick again, and suddenly leaned her entire upper half over him. Her muzzle came close to Dean’s, and she brought her hands to cup his fluffy cheeks before she pressed her lips up against his and went for a kiss. 

The moans that came out of Dean faded away when the tigress pressed her lips up against his. His eyes widened, his hips bucked a single time, and his legs tensed up for a second as he tried to figure out what was going on. When he realized that she was kissing him, he relaxed, but his hips continued to buck on occasion. He closed his eyes and leaned in to kiss her back; opening his mouth up and tilting his head to the side slightly to allow them to make out with each other a little bit easier. 

“Mrrffh…” Alex moaned and parted her lips to let the dog use his tongue to explore her mouth while she did the same with his. Their tongues touched, they traded saliva and hot breaths over and over, and they made a mess of both their face with a kiss that was wet and sloppy, but full of a fiery carnal passion. She grabbed the fur on his cheeks gently but firmly and pulled his face up to hers as much as she could as she continued to push herself up and lower herself back down on his dick using the strength of her tiger thighs. She went back to full speed almost immediately, seeming fueled by the face sucking they were doing, each time she slammed herself down against Dean’s pelvis, there was a loud sound that echoed throughout the room. 

‘Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!’

“Aaaaah… Haaah… Fuck… Yeah…” Alex bit her lip and closed her eyes as she focused on riding her partner, using his dick to press every button of hers. Her pussy was sopping wet, dripping, and leaking her juices everywhere. Her pussy lips were flushed a soft pink and her clenches that happened both voluntarily and involuntarily when she went up and pulled most of his dick out and when she hilted him, got stronger and stronger. That Gorilla Grip was something Dean would gladly do anything for. 

“Mrrrrfff…” Dean moaned. He found a similar fiery passion within him that was coaxed out with the tigress’ tongue in his mouth. The feeling of her riding his dick hard was making him go wild, and the passionate lover’s kissing made it feel like he was having sex with someone he didn’t just meet at a music festival. He liked it, he really liked it. It was a shame when the tigress broke off the kiss after a few minutes and left a string of their mixed saliva connecting their lips, just to let it snap and fall free from the effects of gravity combined with the movements made from her riding and riding his dick like a true champ. Dean let out a hot pant of air after the kiss broke and leaned his head back to look up at the ceiling. The bed started to squeak slightly and he moved a bit here and there from the sheer force of the tigress going up and down on his dick. With his dick as wet as it had ever been, his head pretty much empty other than thoughts about the tigress on top of him, Dean tilted his head back down to look at Alex and said through a tongue-lolled moan. 

“Hhhhaaahh… C-Can you turn around? G-Go reverse cowgirl?” he stuttered, getting interrupted multiple times by the sound of sex. “I wanna see your ass while you ride me…” his cheeks flushed a soft red. Alex opened her eyes and furrowed her brow at him, still bouncing up and down. “Huh? You want me to turn around?” she seemed a little confused, but she wasn’t against it. The plaps from her ass hitting his thighs continued as she waited for him to answer.

“Y-Yeah, I really like your butt…” he said with a very bashful expression buried somewhere under the hot flustered look on his face.

With a gentle nod, Alex slowly lowered herself all the way down Dean’s dick again. 

‘Sccchhhhllllck….’

Once she was all the way down, she pressed her paws down into the bed to push herself up just a couple of centimeters, pressed her hands gently against Dean’s thighs, and very slowly turned herself around without pulling his dick out of her. When she started to turn around, Dean’s eyes squinted shut as he felt Alex’s walls spin and twirl around him. The sensation he felt was a stark contrast to the one he felt when she was simply riding him. He felt her clingy walls tug on every inch of him, he felt every nook and cranny of her textured walls from a different perspective, and he even felt her pussy ‘suck’ on his cock a lot harder as she spun herself around to have her ass facing his direction. He gritted his teeth, balled his hands into fists, and curled his toes as he let out more and more moans. He felt close already, he probably shouldn’t have asked her to turn around now that he thought about it, but the view he had was incredible. He locked his eyes to her ass as she started to ride him again, she even had the courtesy to move her tail off to the side to give him the full view of her ass bouncing up and down in his lap. She increased the pace of her riding, the loud noises from their bodies mashing together getting even louder and louder. 

‘Plap! Plap! Plap! Plap!’ 

Dean sunk down into the bed and let out his moans and pants. His tongue rolled out of his mouth and made it hard for him to speak. 

Alex was having a good time, too. The faster she rode Dean’s cock, the more she bit her lip and let out her moans. “Aaaah… Aahhh…” She clenched around the cock inside her as hard as she could. Its shape, thickness, and length were perfect for her, his tip bumped over her G-Spot every time, which sent amazing tingles and shivers all over her body, even down to her toes, which curled a little in response. She chewed on her lip as her tail lifted itself up and hovered by her side. 

‘Plap! Schlck. Plap! Schlllck. Plap!’ 

There was no verbal communication between the two sexual partners for a while, with just wet noises and moans in the airwaves, that was until Dean broke the silence by announcing he was close to busting a nut again.

“Hhhhuff… Alex, I’m g-getting close again…. Hnnnng,”

Upon hearing him say he was close once more, Alex’s eyes shot open, she looked over her shoulder, and quickly reached her right hand down to grab him by the balls. “Not just yet, puppy, just a little bit longer…” She gave his orbs a gentle but firm squeeze. She dug her claws into his hip just a tad and continued to ride him up and down at the rough and fast pace she had been doing for a while. She kept the hand holding his balls in place as a failsafe, in case he was to cum before she did. But she had a feeling he was a people pleaser and that he wouldn’t do that. 

She increased the pace of her riding and slammed herself down on his doggy dipstick even more, getting his well-defined tip and the ridge between it and his shaft to bump and rub all over her inside. 

‘Schlck! Plap! Schllllck! Plap!’ she rode his dick mercilessly, with the firm grip on his balls tightening ever so slightly as she got herself closer and closer to her climax. She couldn’t risk him popping before her; she wanted them to go off at the same time. Alex let out moans and pants that rivaled even Dean’s, and when she was just a hair-trigger away from finishing, she let the grip she had on the collie’s balls go and slammed herself down on his length as hard as she could without hurting herself, or him. As her ass slammed down against him for one final time, she bit her lip and let out a very loud moan. 

‘PLAP!’ 

Her pussy clenched around Dean’s dick as tight as it could before it relaxed, then clenched again. With his balls now free from her threatening grasp, Dean let out a howling moan when the tigress slammed down onto his dick hard. The clenching that ensued was just the thing he needed to fall off the edge into paradise. His hips bucked upward violently and his dick throbbed hard inside of her and kept throbbing over and over as his balls tucked up against the tigress’ pussy. “Hhhhaahhnnnnggghhhh… Hhhhhnnnngghhhh… Hhhhhnnnnnn.” Dean moaned as the first of many ropes of sticky and white dog cum shot out from the tip of his dick and splashed against the tiger’s inner walls. 

Spurt, after spurt, after spurt of his seed left his tip and flooded her with a heat that she couldn’t resist. After a few more clenches that squeezed the living jizz out of his dick, Alex bucked her hips, too. “Ahhhhhh! Aahhhhnnnnhh! Hhhhhnnnn…. Fuck… Hhhhhhaaahhh!” she moaned as small streams of her juice squirted out from her, the initial squirt went as far as the floor by the foot of the bed, while the subsequent shots landed on the bed in a mess of random puddles. 

Dean was a productive boy to say the least, after his first few ropes of cum shot into Alex’s womb, it didn’t take long for the follow-up ropes to fill her pussy up and seep out from the tiny gaps in between her pussy walls and Dean’s dick. His hot and steamy white goo ran out of Alex, onto the base of Dean’s dick, onto his balls, and then down onto the bed and his tail. His hips bucked with each rope that shot out of him and he was left as a panting, tongue-out mess. The expression on his face was the textbook definition of what it looked like to be in a state of “heady empty, only cum”. 

Not that Alex was any different. 

“Hhhhhhuuhhfff…” the tigress let out a huff after her last quirt left her and splashed down onto the dog’s balls that were underneath her. She leaned back with her hands placed gently on Dean’s thighs and let out a hefty sigh that was followed by a chuckle as she glanced down at the mess they had made of their crotches. Dean was still cumming, but his ropes had turned into small spurts that resembled the tail end of water coming out of a hose that was just shut off. Alex let him stay inside of her for a few short minutes before she pushed herself off of him; his cock slowly pulled out of her as she stood up, and once the tip slipped free with a familiar sound, ‘Plop!’ a gush of Dean’s cum ran out of her like a white chocolate fountain, which made her chuckle and put a hand over her belly.

“Damn, you cum a lot.” She glanced around and assessed the mess they made for a few moments before she shook her head and grinned, “I should leave you tied up like this for not telling me about how much of a mess you’d make…”

Dean watched as she pulled off of him and as his handiwork was put on display. His eyes went wide when she mentioned keeping him tied to the bed as a punishment. Still panting as he came down from his orgasm, he rapidly shook his head, but then chuckled when he realized she was only joking. His dick continued to twitch and throb, still hard, but a little less so than before he nutted. After he sufficiently caught his breath, he looked down at the tigress as she crawled over to snuggle up on his chest and smiled softly. 

“Your pussy… Felt so good… Is all tiger pussy like that?” he snickered and chuckled. His cheeks were still red and flushed and he was still taking in considerably deep breaths that fogged up his glasses just a little. 

“Nope! Just mine,” Alex teased. She laid herself down on top of the dog boy’s chest and nestled her nose right in the massive amount of fluff he had underneath that collar of his. She took in a few deep breaths through her nose once she was all nestled up and comfy against him and looked into his eyes. She brought a thumb up to wipe away the fog on his glasses and began to purr again. 

Dean looked back at her and let out a satisfied sigh, finally releasing his balled-up fists and relaxing his hands. 

“Oh, sorry, your wrists must be aching by now,” Alex said and quickly got up in a panic and reached her hands over to unlock the cuffs for him with the key she had placed just under the pillow where he rested his head. 

‘Click. Click.’

His wrists dropped free from the cuffs and Alex pulled them off the bedframe and held them in her hand.  

“Aaaahhh. That’s much better.” Dean murmured and brought his hands to caress Alex’s shoulders gently. “That was interesting… I’ve never had sex like that before…” He snickered. Alex raised her brow at him as she lay against his chest and listened to his heartbeat. “Really? You handled that pretty well, first-timer…” the tigress smiled. 

“I think you just helped me discover a new kink, haha…” he laughed nervously. “I would really love to do that again.” He started to rub his digits over the stripes on the tiger’s shoulders endearingly. 

"Not bad for a stranger at a music festival, huh?” Alex chuckled. “I really liked it, too, you have a really nice dick, plus your balls smell nice.” She brought her fingers to her lips to do a chef’s kiss and burst out laughing. Dean joined in on the laughter, too. “And you’re very cute, handsome, and I’m very into blonde guys, so… I’m down for doing it more.” She added with a couple waggles of her eyebrows. 

“Well, I guess it’s my lucky, day… I’m all of those things…” He said with a sly smirk spread on his face. A stark contrast to the shy demeanor she had been accustomed to since meeting him. “Mhmm…” Alex murmured and wrapped her arms around the border collie nice and tight, her tail even curled around his leg. 

They lay there holding each other for a while, talking about small things like their favorite foods, drinks, and even a little bit about music tastes. And before they knew it, an hour had gone by. Dean had a hand on Alex’s head and was running his fingers through her hair when he realized they must have lost track of time. 

“Should we head back to the festival? I think there are still a few big headliners playing today…” Dean asked, his eyebrow raised, and his head tilted to the side slightly. Alex stared at the dresser on the other side of the room as she pondered the question, after a few seconds she brought her gaze back to Dean and raised her brow, too. “We could… But we could also stay here and go for round two,” the tigress pulled her hand up from beside her and twirled the pair of handcuffs around her finger very suggestively. 

Dean watched the cuffs as they spun around her finger and looked down at his dick which was flopped over his stomach, still sported a semi, and still covered in his own cum and her juices. The mention of a "round two" and the twirling of the cuffs on her finger made his dick twitch and he looked back at the seductive tigress with a grin of his own spread on his lips. “Fuck it. I’d rather stay here and spend the day with you.” 

His response was music to Alex’s ears and she pushed herself up to straddle herself over him again. She grabbed his wrists one by one and cuffed him to the bedframe. Right wrist first, then his left. 

‘Clclclclclick click!’ 

 Right before she locked his left wrist in, she leaned down and brought her muzzle right up to his slightly folded left ear. 

“And a round three, and four, and five…” 

‘Clclclclclick click!’ 

Dean’s eyes went wide and his heart pounded in his chest again. He had never gotten so hard, so fast. 

Once Dean was locked in, Alex started gyrating her hips and rubbing her pussy over his dick as it got hard. When he was hard enough for her to line his dick up with her entrance properly, she looked at him with a serious expression. 

“I have something to tell you, though.” 

Dean tilted his head to the side curiously. What could possibly be so important that she needed to tell him right as she was rubbing her wet pussy with the tip of his dick? The tigress slowly lowered herself and slid his dick inside her. With her muzzle still right next to his ear, she whispered; “Stargazer’s Paradise and Punching Kicking Assault are playing tomorrow, not today…” 

Dean went wide-eyed and looked as if he was about to say something to complain, but with her tight pussy sliding down his cock, the only thing that came out of his mouth was a jumble of words and moans.

Touché, Alex.

Touché. 

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Art by Drako1997 

Guest Staring Dean also by Drako1997!