Sexy Story - Thrones of Eldraine Post-Release (Patreon)

It was the day of the pre-release and even though there weren’t events for another few hours the tables were already being scouted and picked by players wielding commander decks and curious new players who simply wanted to take part in a more relaxed and casual event. Freya was the former, but she was simply happy to have a willing ear to chat up about the new set, and that’s where Skye came in. The curious dingo girl who was more there just to hang out until it was time for the late night dinner at IHop with Sherri and the rest of the staff at the shop.

“So we’ve gone over the main color decks, how to properly pick basic lands for your decks, and identifying your curve in a deck as well.” Freya began to explain, the excited lynx practically squirming in her seat. She loved getting to introduce new players to the wonders of Commander but since it was a pre-release sealed event she could just as happily go over the new deck archetypes. “Hm, what else should we go over?”

The slender dingo girl didn’t want to seem rude or impatient, but the information was simply going way over her head. She figured the easiest way would be to pick out the cards she liked. “Well, what card do you really want to open up?” 

The sound was like music to Freya’s ears, the question every magic player wanted to hear. Her little lynx ear tufts twitching with excitement. “Well! I think Oko is going to be an amazing card! Just thinking about it gets me chuffed! It’s a three drop planeswalker which is already really powerful, but he can make these food tokens on the first turn you play him, and then, you can trade the food token for one of your opponent’s creatures! And-“

“Nope!” Sherri interjected as she set her plush bottom upon the table, a grin on her lips as she looked over to Skye. “Freya really wants to open up a Garruk with his big floppy horsecock so she can steal him home and have her own ‘draft!’ Isn’t that right, Freya?” Sultry eyes flitted over to the lynx who had her arms folded over her chest. 

“Skye, this is Sherri, she is incredibly lewd and inappropriate. Even with her customers who are trying to introduce a new player to her shop!” Freya scolded, but her ears perked when she saw Sherri giggling and covering her lips. “And why is that so funny?”

The shy dingo slowly shrugged her shoulders and looked aside. “Because I know Sherri, she invited me to the store.” She almost seemed apologetic as Freya’s look turned to dismay, had she been tricked?!

“Aw, don’t be like that!” Sherri gently tapped at Freya’s hand. “I’m glad you’re keeping her company, I like it when my friends get along.” 

It took Freya a moment, her heart skipping a beat as Sherri touched upon her hand. The word made her cheeks blush for a second as she turned aside, quickly stealing her hand back. “Friend? Who said we’re friends? I’m just a customer.” She didn’t mean that, not a word, but she was not a fan of admitting feelings. Especially nice feelings that dare to make her feel warm and fuzzy inside, she couldn’t be a ruthless and menacing Amazon when she liked her opponents at the EDH table! …Right?

But when she turned her head back, Sherri’s muzzle was inches from her, and those soft ebony fingertips had cupped her chin. Freya’s eyes widened as those soft lips slowly inched closer. Her heart was racing for reasons she knew why and her body quivered with the fight or flight response, to let their lips touch, for them to kiss… or for her to claw at Sherri’s face! “Freya..” Sherri whispered and the feline instinctively chose the former. Her lips started to pucker. 

Freya knew the rumors, and she’d even seen them in action from time to time, the doggirl had certainly been around and was more free than most girls. It was almost a charm of the shop that you never knew if you’d walk in on a day where Sherri was horny and eager to take it out on you. Her heart beat so fast, so hard, she couldn’t stop the heavy thumping that pounded inside her ears and before she could taste those soft lips she’d considered before, she felt a wet press against her forehead. Her eyes opened and she looked up to see Sherri pulling back from her brow with a cocky grin on her lips. “Sherri.. I’m going to murder claw your face I swear to god.” Freya grumbled as she clutched her hands into little fists.

“Oh I know, I’m terrible!” She turned her head up, flipping her hair back without any regrets as she climbed off the table. “I just love teasing little kitties sometimes! Anyways, I gotta get back to work or you guys aren’t going to have much of a pre-release!” As the doggirl stood up, as if to rub salt in the wounded kitty’s pride or maybe she was just simply affectionate, she leaned her body inwards and kissed Skye upon the lips. A treat they had shared together numerous times before now displayed before Freya as their tongues briefly poked out to touch against each other. 

For a brief moment Freya felt the fires of a jealous lover burn in her abdomen, her eyes staring daggers as she watched the soft way Sherri would extend her tongue and how Skye so eagerly returned the gesture. Their little doggy tongues wriggling against each other as they kissed, Sherri showing off such a lewd display by not even having the decency to cup Skye’s cheeks to shield passerbys of the strand-laden drooling tongue-twins as they darted and danced along each other. As her chest puffed with jealousy she could have sworn that any second the kiss would break, but Sherri always seemed to push the envelope. “Ahem.” Freya cleared her throat and gave an icy stare as both doggirls looked back towards her, suddenly realizing how petty she must have seemed the lynx came up with a convenient excuse. “I.. Wasn’t done talking to Skye about the new set, and maybe, I could help her build a deck when we start the pre-release? ..Or something.” 

Sherri lewdly licked her lips, catching the stray strand of Skye’s drool and polishing her bright blue lipgloss with it. “Sounds good!” Her eyes glanced to Skye. “Be good and listen, Freya’s a great player.”

A moment later and the clicking of Sherri’s high heels soon disappeared along with the sauntering doggirl’s hips as she made her way into the back office to do whatever it was that she did in between fucking her customers. Skye then looked over to Freya who pulled her head away from watching those long ebony legs and the soft ass that jiggled in such tight jeans. “Why don’t you like Sherri?” Skye slightly tilted her head.

“What!?” Freya balked. “No. It’s.. I like her she’s a fr-“ She cut herself off. “She’s just, so lewd, so perverse, she’s always flirting.” Her fingertips snatched at her brunette tresses, running her digits down them as she let herself muse about the flirtatious doggirl. “Sometimes I don’t know if she’s actually flirting with me because she likes me, or, I’m just.. here.” 

Skye let her legs dangle back and forth as she leaned forwards, her tail swishing behind her. “I think, she’s just incredibly affectionate. Like, lovey dovey. And she just doesn’t wanna keep that all to herself, probably just thinks that sex is something you do with friends.” Skye bit down her lip with a slight giggle. “People say she’s easy, but when I try to be romantic with her, she gets all shy and squirmy.”

Romantic?! Sherri could be romantic?! Freya’s eyes widened and her mouth almost gaped. “What?” The lynx leaned in to try and get some more of those sweet details. What in the world could get Sherri in a romantic mood that didn’t involve a collector’s cache of sextoys? “You have to tell me this!”

Suddenly a flashy grin shone upon Skye’s lips. “Well first you should tell me more about these Eldraine cards, Magic seems to be something that gets her almost as excited as you!”

“Deal! But you better not hold back any details!” Freya snickered and began to recite all she could recall about draft and sealed deck strategies she had gleamed from the past two weeks of research.

As Freya continued on, Skye watched as Sherri snuck behind the lecturing lynx, while the doggirl was anything but stealthy she was able to position herself underneath Freya who was so distracted by her own theorycrafting. It wasn’t until those ruby polished fingertips crept against Freya’s thighs that the female feline jolted up from her seat knocking the chair away. A shrill feline yelp of surprise erupted from Freya’s lips as she looked down to see Sherri happily tugging at her panties and showing off that bright pink pussy mound that was damp with excitement. “Sherri!” Freya cried out but unable to reach back and scratch at the doggirl before her body felt a numbing sensation of delight that caused her digits to curl into little pleasure filled fists.

“Oh wow!” Sherri mused as she pulled her head back, her tongue coated with the feline’s pussy sauce. “Oko got your pussy is so chuffed!” The stubby lynx tail was trembling and the furs standing on end but Freya’s shivering form was unable to move away from Sherri’s lingual assault. A soft flicker of her tongue and a strained mewl escaped her feline lips. “Kitty like?” Sherri whispered against the soft pussy as if she were talking to it, her bright blue doggy tongue, sloppily curling up underneath Freya’s cunny mound and dragging upwards with a loud SHLURP that conveyed all the sticky pussy juices that were suddenly mixed with Sherri’s copious drool. 

Freya’s weakened form was barely able to balance upon the table, her jaw clenching tightly as she struggled with two intense desires. The first to be to grab the back of Sherri’s head and shove her to the ground, the second was to grab Sherri’s head and shove her facefirst into her pussy. With each second the debate in Freya’s mind was slowly choosing the later, that wonderfully slick blue tongue was digging against her pussy lips and teasing against her entrance. “Ffffhuchk..” Freya groaned as Skye stared on in silent approval. 

Skye and her bright blue eyes watched on as her thighs pressed together. Her ankles slowly crossing as her breathing took a sharp inhale watching the look of strained pleasure crossing Freya’s face as her mewling mouth gaped open, baring her fangs as her eyes squinted with tears willing up in the sides. Skye swallowed hard as her fingertips started to dip against her abdomen, shamefully rubbing against her own tummy in a curious fashion. It didn’t seem like this display would end anytime soon, especially with the way Freya was practically flailing, lifting her leg and resting her knee upon the table as Sherri pressed her advantage, following that cunny and hungrily slurping her slit. 

All that drool spilled along Freya’s quivering cunt, and Sherri was muzzle deep pressed against it, her tongue happily lapping up the nectar and spreading it around like a messy paintjob. There was little rhyme or reason to her sloppy slurps, only passion and eagerness that came with every lick and every hot breath against Freya’s snatch. “Hnnhh.. Sherri.. Too much..” She swallowed, her eyes halfway closed as her clawed fingertips suddenly scrunched into her favorite playmat that had been laid out before her! Sherri’s tongue was now darting inside, pushing in and licking along the inner walls before quickly retreating and then lapping at the entrance. 

The lewd display wasn’t lost on Skye, her thighs pressed together as she felt a familiar moisture building up between her. The owner of the store clearly had dibs on Freya’s pussy but Skye was more curious about what the lynx girl tasted like at the other end. She leaned forwards and her hands gently found their way to the sides of Freya’s cheeks. Normally such an abrupt trespassing of boundaries would be met with a stern glare and a warning pose, but Freya was too doped up on pleasure to do anything but watch as Skye leaned in to touch their lips together.

The double sensory sensation was more than enough to send Freya over the edge, her body tenderly caressed by tongues that lapped against both sets of her lips. While Sherri clutched her fingertips into the lynx’s thighs from behind, Skye was softly holding upon her cheeks. Both tongues wriggling into her body in tandem, both canine. Sherri’s tongue was more wild, eager, happily she darted between Freya’s folds and flicked against her inner walls, while Skye’s was more tempered. The dingo simply tasting, twirling her tongue with Freya’s form as her fingertips slid down her shoulders, letting her palms caress against the soft supple breasts that eagerly pressed into her palms. 

Freya moaned into Skye’s mouth as she felt those clawtips tug her shirt upwards revealing her spotted furred breasts, those supple orbs so easy for the dingo girl to grope and grasp upon. Her thumbpads gently teasing along the soft skin of her nipples as Sherri vigorously pushed in from behind, her tongue no longer satisfied to be the main player of Freya’s cunstrument. Sherri’s thumb strumming at Freya’s revealed clit and basting it in her own juices as Sherri’s tongue stirred and sloshed along Freya’s twat. The juices dribbled down in ever thickening strands. “Mmmhh!” Freya moaned, her pawtoes scrunching so hard that her socks got caught between her toes, her tail spasming uncontrollably as she felt herself being squished together like an accordion. 

Her muscles contracted so tightly, she felt like she was being stretched in half and at the same time compacted, her abdomen tensed as her tender nipples received more and more attention by those twirling thumbs. She was having trouble even squirming, her body on autopilot as her muscles tensed and released with the insatiable tongue, the brief thought flooded Freya’s psyche, how could Sherri be so good at tongue-diving a girls twat. Then she realized just who she was thinking about, but Skye was an incredible kisser as well, her tongue longue and loving, it scooped across her sandy tastedbuds and dug underneath, wriggling against the soft slick underside of her feline muscle almost as if she were tangoing with it. Was this the technique that she had shared with Sherri moments earlier? All of this was causing Freya’s body to tremble, her mind felt like it was going blank, her eyes slowly rolling upwards into her lids as she breathed in, the intensity so much that she let out a helpless mewl, all she could muster as her orgasm suddenly gushed through her body.

Like a surge of pleasure that raced through her form, her nipples tingling as well as her clit, everything was alive and everything was on fire, and at the same time that she felt the burning sensation of ecstasy coursing through her frame it dissipated. Like a popped water balloon the moisture that poured from her puss was only the physical manifestation of what it felt like, a sudden splash of hot water that drenched her body from underneath her skin soaked her form. “Mmmhhh ahhhh.. huuhhh.. hooouhhh..” Freya groaned from her gaping mouth , her tongue unable to continue the kiss even as Skye’s tongue darted into her mouth, tickling at her fleshy depths and Sherri continued to work her digits and tongue in her pussy, coaxing her through her orgasm until finally she closed her eyes and let herself sink atop the table.

Freya lay in a messy squirming heap as her doggirl captors slowly retreated from her body, she rolled upon her back with her thighs hanging off the edge of the table. Her pussy all puffed and dripping wet with her excitement, her nipples sharing the same fate with their perky tips standing like flags at full mast. Her breathing felt labored, deep inhales that raised her chest and suddenly deflated. Sherri gazed down with her glossy muzzle suddenly licked by her bright blue tongue. “Say Skye, what do you think about inviting our new friend to IHop after the pre-release tonight?” 

Skye blushed intensely, she’d only had a sample of this kitty and she was eager to share the flavor that Sherri had so selfishly slurped. “I think that sounds like a lot of fun, I been wanting to try a kitty with all their syrup flavors..”