Ask Me Anything - Squirrels & Stockings (Patreon)

The business meeting was finally over and the slender squirrel girl that had become the adoring assistant to Sherri was eager to finally spend some quality time with the doggirl she so adored. It was rare that Sherri would get dressed up in a professional attire but in its own way it was oddly exotic and Doreen had to be reminded more than a few times to take notes of something after falling into a distracted bliss at gazing upon her bosses’ form.

Those stockings were what really did her in, the fishnet garment that had an ivory aspect to it, even though it was mostly see through. Once again she had fallen into the trap of those stockings as she gazed longingly at them while Sherri seated herself, the sounds of her words fell on deaf ears as Doreen stared at those stockings. 

Fingers that snapped in front of her face finally brought her back to the real world and Sherri’s curious smirk made her heart skip a beat. “I see we’re not going to be able to focus on anything while you’re like this..” Sherri breathed a sigh and lifted a leg over the other as she gestured to the floor. “Sit.” Doreen was like a trained puppy in that regard and without even thinking she was upon her knees and Sherri’s paws were her reward. Those soft digits that pulled from her ebony closed toe heels revealed how far the stockings travelled down and the way they were held in place by the in betweens of her toes that slowly splayed in front of the blushing girl’s face. 

Doreen felt like her heart was going to explode as she breathed deep and stared longingly at those pawtoes as they came closer to her face before slowly descending. “You know, my business partners noticed that little bulge you were so insistent on sporting during the meeting.” Words came from Sherri’s lips almost like a haunting mist that sent a tingle along Doreen’s spine especially as those delicate pawtoes started to push against her skirt. “And after all that time I spent making you look so cute.”

The tented skirt did a poor job of hiding Doreen’s bare naked cock, she would have worn panties but Sherri had forbidden it and now she was squirming with those pawtoes that flicked away the skirt fabric to reveal that thick cocktip. The disparity between the shy blushing squirrel girl and the meaty shaft that rest between her thighs was almost comical, but Sherri found it hot. Her pawtoes stroked up along the length, carefully letting her stocking clad paws rub the fabric against Doreen’s fat dick. “Hfff.. Miss.. Miss Sherri!” Her small frame chittered hotly as she swallowed down her throat, watching at those paws she practically lived for providing pleasure to the tip of her length. 

“It’s hard to believe that such a little cutie has such a fat cock.” Sherri crooned excitedly as she saw the bulbous tip throbbing excitedly against her pawtoes. “They were very eager on me renting you out to them,” She gauged Doreen’s expression but the huffing squirrel only blushed deeper and Sherri’s other footpaw began to press against the stem of her cock slowly stroking it between her digits while the first slowly worked along her pre-cum gushing cocktip. “I bet you’d like that wouldn’t you.”

Each second was bliss, the contrast between the softness of her fur, the smooth of her pawpad toes, and the nylon fabric, all of it stroking over her sensitive girth. “They’d be all over you, using your slutty pussy as their personal fuckhole for a day,” She licked at her lips. “Speaking of which..” Her voice trailed off for a moment and her paw that had been teasing at Doreen’s shaft dipped lower, tucking underneath those plump squirrel balls and finding a teased pussy underneath. 

The little squirrel let out a sharp gasp as she felt a paw slowly pressing against her sensitive folds that had been as excited as her cock but hidden from view this entire time. Her sweet nectar dripping slit was pet by those soft pawtoes. Her fingertips clenched as both of her bits were treated to a sensation of pleasure, the stem to tip of her cock teased by those pawtoes and her soppy went squirrel cunt drooling as Sherri teased at the folds with little wiggles of her pawtoes. “Msss.. Sherriii.. I’m.. I’m gonnahh.. Gonnah..” She whined but her little whimpers and pleading voice only encouraged her mistress who started to press her middle two pawtoes against that soppy wet slit trying to dig herself into the warmth of that squirrel pussy like it was her favorite slipper!

She was about to gag and choke on her own pleasure, her body there simply for the idle pleasures of her mistress, even though it was her that was being inundated with pleasure. “Just imagine, this is only the start, imagine their floppy cocks all vying for a turn in your mouth.” Sherri dragged a single fingertip along her neckline to tease at the tops of her breasts. “Oh and they’re older guys so they have a bit of stamina, they might not be done with you until you’re a mind broken little cum dumpster.. but they promised to return you to me like a spoiled little gyaru brat.” Sherri giggled and bit on her lower lip imagining Doreen glossy in slutty make-up and nails. “Wouldn’t you like that?” She teased, her paws working harder and faster at the little squirrel slut’s body coaxing the answer she wanted. 

Those relentless nylon covered paws were sending Doreen into a tizzy of pleasure, her soaked pussy drooling all over Sherri’s paws and quickly mopped up by her soft stocking fabric. “Yes.. Oh.. yes.. Yes.. Yah!” She cried out, not even knowing what she agreed to! Poor Doreen clenched her hands into little fists, her bright green eyes shutting tightly as her buck teeth pinched at her lower lip. Her cock and pussy both quivering as she felt the overwhelming combination of pleasure surging through her form. Her cocklength throbbing as cum suddenly began to sputter from the tip like an out of control drinking fountain, endlessly spurting ropes into the air that landed upon Sherri’s pawtoes and beneath was her pussy, trembling and leaking all over Sherri’s other paw. Her nostrils flared and her head tossed back as her hat fell from her scalp, her panting mouth gasping for air until she finally slumped into a heap upon her back.

Sherri smirked as she saw her quivering assistant laying upon her back with her knees pressed together and her squirrely pawtoes clenched in ecstasy. “Well that settles it then.” Sherri searched in her purse for a moment to fetch out her phone. “You’ll report to them tomorrow morning,” Already Sherri’s fingertips were tapping against her phone and letting her business partners know of the new deal they had in place. “I’ll let them know where to pick you up.”