Gold Tier Story - Home Wrecker (Patreon)

Another long day had finally come to a close as Tom sat in the driveway of the once populated house he shared with his wife. She had said they were taking some time off and she had left to go stay with her mother for a bit. Tom’s hands wrenched the steering wheel with aggravation as he counted the myriad of things that had gone wrong. Years of marriage and while he had felt temptation he had never strayed from his vows. She was the one that had broken their oath so how was it she could act like she was in the right? Morally superior by taking the kids up to visit her mom during the holidays of all times. 

He breathed deep, maybe he had something to do with it. He had been exhausted, as a teacher at the high school where her daughter went, he was mainly the coach for their football team. Teaching some basic class was just extra money in his pocket to help support the family. Of course he was exhausted, it made complete sense since he was the only income while his wife went to school. He grit his teeth and tried not to think about the moment he caught them both, her and some boy barely twenty she’d met at school. 

A hand pressed to his face as he tried to wipe away the agitation from his brow and climbed out of the car, slamming the door with as much force as he could muster and sending the poor SUV shaking at his mix of anger and anguish. As much as he tried to keep fit, doing laps with the boys his weakness for a frothy Guiness after work had left him with a bit of beer belly pudge. It had grown even worse since Chelsea had left, the drinks after work went up and the laps around the track went down. 

He opened the door to his lonely house where pizza boxes had begun to pile up and the empty cans had started to fill the sink for a lack of basic motivation to even toss them in the trash. He flicked on the light, not that it much mattered, he had plans to simply watch TV and drink until he couldn’t feel anymore. But to his surprise the pizza boxes were gone. 

That was strange.

The beer cans were gone too, and the trash can had been freshly lined. 

The entire house looked clean!

“Chelsea?” He barely sputtered from his lips and looked around with his dulled senses to find not his wife, his beloved cheating bitch of a wife. Someone else, she was sitting on the countertop with black high heels and pantyhose, legs kicking back and forth with a denim skirt and a violet top that barely covered her plump tits. “..Sherri?” The girl from his senior history class, he swallowed hard as he stared at her. Bright blue fingernails and glitter that sparkled upon them, plush lips and matching glossy lipstick, a slight bit of eye shadow and golden earrings that made him stop in his mental tracks. “My daughter, erm, Kate isn’t here..” He stopped and gripped his hands tightly. “What are you doing here?”

She had flirted with him before after class but always light hearted enough that he brushed it aside as his own mental fascinations that believed a girl like her could be interested in a man in his early forties. “Kate told me you and your wife were having problems.” She slid off the counter and her heels clicked on the tile floor that made his entire body shudder, like a snap that made him realize it was not some imagination built from drunken stupor. As she closed in upon him she let her hand touch against his chest, something she’d never done before. 

Her fingertips barely touched against his shirt when he felt the fur on his neck stand on end and his hand quickly snatched at her wrist. He could have broken it in his grip easily but instead he simply held her back, a grumble and a growl began to simmer at the depths of his gut as he glared down at the slutty dressed tart. “I have a wife, I’m married,” He said as if reaffirming his own convictions rather than giving her reasons. “And you’re still a pup.” That last part was the hardest, she looked grown enough to enter a club like he did back in the day when he was prowling for pussy. 

Her glossy blue lips curled into a cocksure smile as she leaned closer, she could feel his hand weakening as she slid her wrist in his grasp. Her eyes, bright and brown, full of youth and life as she smiled up at him and her tail slowly wagging behind her. “I’m eighteen.” She whispered softly and clasped her fingertips between the older man’s giant palm. She almost heard his heart stop when she said it and the look of horrified realization to his own desires fought within.

 “And I’m Mr. Fortin to you.” He said with a strained expression, his ears folding back as he stared down at her unrelenting lust and the way her tail sashayed behind her like a wolf waiting for her prey to make a mis-step. Part of the reason the passion had faded was from his own exhaustion, but Chelsea hardly tried either. They had tried to schedule intimacy but Tom seemed to falter, a mix of shame that shared between both of them at his body’s refusal to cooperate at their appointed time of sexual release.   Doctors told him that it was simply age catching up with him, Tom had always been exceptionally virile and potent, enough so that Chelsea had bore him five pups over their marriage. He had almost let himself believe that his youth had gone, but this wry little tart, this bitch that dressed up for him, that longed for his touch. It made his organ slowly pulse with life and excitement, his member that had long been dormant made the room in his slacks suddenly less comfortable. 

“Mr. Fortin,” Sherri crooned sweetly as her fingertips lightly tugged upon one of his shirt buttons. “My pussy is so hot, won’t you help me? Please?” All the times she’d touched his hand after class, gently flirting and his response was ‘maybe when you’re old enough’, something to keep him from getting in trouble. Something to hopefully keep her at bay until she went off to college and found other boys more suitable to her tastes. It was even worse that Kate and Sherri were best friends, he’d see Sherri glistening wet in their backyard pool with only a bikini on. He’d always pushed the subtle thoughts that she was trying to tempt him to the back of his mind, that it was an ‘old man fantasy’. Yet here she was presenting herself for him eager for his touch, his hold, his masculinity. He suddenly felt like the college linebacker, he realized that all that energy and vigor didn’t go away, it was simply dormant.

He realized that it was impossible to betray Chelsea, because she had tossed away their vows, their life together first. It was all in the past and what he cared about was the present, and Sherri was in front of him now, not Chelsea. His hands gripped at her body and he pulled her close, his head craning down as she stood upon the tips of her toes to kiss him. Passion like this felt like a wash of new pleasures, it was familiar but so distant that it felt new to him. Kissing Sherri with his broad tongue that pushed between the small girl’s lips, his hands clenching at her body with the tips of his claws poking against her skin and feeling her tremble against his massive form. 

He tasted more than her sweet blue tongue as his own wrestled into her mouth, he tasted the sweetness of life and happiness, endorphins that had shut off into depression and angst returned and made him feel like the entire world was bright again. Her arms that swung around the mane of his neck, holding on to him for dear life as her tongue teased with his, his body filled up with passion and energy while his cock pushed against the inseam of his slacks staining the fabric with so much pre-cum that would need a second run through the washer to get it all out! 

Then her hands moved, she could feel his bulging length pressing against her from their tight embrace and while their lips locked in passion her fingertips had quickly loosened his belt. In one motion she had essentially freed both his manhood and his sense of self. Both his cock and his confidence pulsed firmly in the softness of Sherri’s grasp, her thumb caressed along the side of the shaft while her fingertips cradled his thick length. Her eyes gazed up at him as he waited. His chest heaving and his jaw panting with want and desire as she slowly knelt before him. Their kiss had dissipated but the touch of her plush lips wrapping around his hot canine cock was all at once incredibly new and familiar at the same time. Like deja-vu the way her tongue rolled along his length reminded him of the days in his youth, days long ago to the point he had forgotten how good it felt. 

His pulsating cock strained when her lips wrapped around the tip and she let it slowly disappear in between, he could feel his chest rising and falling as he glanced down at her over his gut watching her muzzle suck down his thick crimson girth. He couldn’t see it over himself but her plush lips touched at the base of his cock and he could feel her drool spill down his cockmeat and drip along his fat balls. Balls that were so engorged with days, weeks of pent up healthy foxcum. The strains and stresses of a crumbling married life had done little for his libido, yet in moments of sexual bliss Sherri had brought out the man in him. The way his cock pulsed he felt like a vibrant 19 year old ready and eager to breed slutty girls in their prime. He recalled how good it felt to hold onto a girl while she sucked healthily upon his cock and his massive hand rest upon the back of Sherri’s head. Holding her, guiding her if she ever slowed beyond his patience. His clawtips making their presence known against her flesh as he commanded her further down his cock letting his tip touch to the back of her throat. 

Her head bobbed upon his length, adjusting to the sudden shift in demeanor from his once passive palm, her eyes closed tightly as her hands smoothed down to his thighs, clutching tightly into his furred flesh as his hips and palm began to work in unison. Her lips dragged along his cock smearing that glossy sapphire blue polish in a stain that coated his canine prick. Her head pushed upon his cockmeat and bounced back with hot strands of saliva sticking to his cock only to be slurped back between her seal-sucking lips until his balls chapped against her chin. His body shivered with ecstasy while his cock throbbed impatiently between her mouth. “Hhhf.. Hahh..” He had already taken a leap, why not go further? His palm pulled her head back and before he could release his load he tightened his hips with a sense of control that only came with years of experience. “You really want this?” His hand moved from her head to his cock, lightly rubbing his cockmeat along her lips. She nodded hotly, the breath on her lips now stained with the flavor of his cock. “Good..” He swallowed, there was a chance she’d refuse, she’d find it too much, and he’d be left blue, but the risk was worth it. 

He lifted his cock like he was taking away a treat from her, but this revealed his heavy cum swollen globes underneath his shaft. “Suck those.. then you can have your bone back.” He said with a cocky arrogance of a man who hadn’t been deprived of orgasm for weeks, but whether she believed him or not made no difference. Her hands cupped his ballsack and she leaned forwards without hesitation burying her face into his plump ballsack and letting her tongue roll along his flesh. He almost nut right then and there but his asscheeks tightened and he bit upon his lower lip as the kegel muscles he trained for years to last longer gripped at the insides of his cock and held back until the straining need of release was pulled back. 

She refused to make it easy on him though, her mouth so wet and eager to slurp rolled her sapphire blue tongue along his ballsack. Her lips pulling one of those fat nuts between them and sucking tightly as the wolf stood in pleasured shock, one ball was incredible but her mouth was sucking so deeply upon it and he could feel her lips working that thick nut into her cheek while starting to trap the other ball into her mouth. He could feel the individual strands of drool falling upon his ballflesh as she rolled them around in her mouth, soaking them with her lips and maw and letting her tongue juggle them about while her cheekflesh worked against them. 

His cock was swelling and the knot was visible when she pulled back, not of her own decision but with his hand guiding her. “Swallow every drop you nasty slut, I don’t want evidence of a slutbitch like you in my house for when my wife comes home.” He said through grit teeth as he rammed his cock all the way into her mouth, his knot pushing against her lips as the wide eyed doggirl gave a slight whimper. He mashed her head all the way down his cock until her nostrils flared with his masculine musk at the base of his cock, his thick crotchfur pressed against her nostrils and making her breathe him in. His command and his lust overwhelming his body as he felt himself dig into the floor and his cum, all that hot thick spunk shooting from the tip and blasting down her throat. 

Her head pulled back after a second with her gullet overflowing with hot excessive cum that rolled down her chin and dripped into her plump ebony tits. Her mouth was wide open with her tongue hanging out, her hands cupping at her chin as his continuously cumming cock shot rope after rope of cum that landed on the roof of her mouth and inside of her maw, dripping down from her lips onto her tongue like melting icicles in winter. 

Sherri breathed out and began to wipe her chin with a look of satisfaction on her face at the way he heaved, she may not have won him over yet but this was only the first time. “Thank you Mr. Fortin.” Sherri’s voice was exceptionally sweet as her tail danced behind her and those bright brown eyes glittered up at him. 

“You’re not done yet..” He grumbled as she started to stand, his eyes flashing at her as he drooled overhead like a starving bear. “I’m not done with you.” His voice deep with a gravelling lustful growl that made her shiver with excitement. His hand grasped at her shoulder and with a slightly too powerful shove that might leave her shoulderblade sore in the morning caused her land faceforwards upon the coffee table. He hunched over her and the way her skirt landed up over his panties made him snarl, his cock was rock hard and ready for another round but he was eager for a taste of something sweet. 

Before she knew it his massive hand pressed against her back keeping her skirt pulled up while his other hand yanked at that tight g-string and snapping it away while his eyes stared at that glistening blue pussy. The way those plump lips shined with the dim light overhead was practically mesmerizing to him. “You going to look all day or you actually going to do anything?” Sherri huffed, her body was quivering with anticipation and his sudden bestial motions was driving her depths insane with desire. 

Tom gave a smirk as he pulled at her hips, standing tall rather than hunching over her like seconds earlier. “You’re a brat.” His voice rumbled before he finally craned his neck forwards and his mouth slowly pressed against that pretty blue cunt. His massive tongue licking against her pussy and tasting the sweet flavor of her juices, years of practice had created a winding tongue that was intimately familiar to the layout of a pussy. His tongue curled as it pushed against the entrance of her quim, the slight resistance of a tight twat broken through by his tongue as it pushed inside much to the reveling whimpers of Sherri who’s legs curled around his shoulders with her heels pushing into his skin. It was an irritation to be sure but he simply found it hot in its own way, her body simply unable to comprehend the pleasure his tongue was delivering and the way she spasmed and squirmed with her body hanging in the air her arms balancing her upon the coffee table being her only hold on reality as his tongue slurped and lapped at the sensitive depths between those plump pussy lips.

Sherri’s fingertips entwined through her brunette tresses, the shimmering glitter and gloss shining through her hair as she panted and moaned. His mouth making the most abhorrent noises as he slurped at her pussy. “Hahhh hhiihhnnh!” Sherri bit upon her lower lip as he feasted upon her twat with his throbbing cock pulsing from him, his thick scent, the slight aftertaste of his cum upon her tastebuds, and the pleasure she felt from him sending her into a pleasured tizzy. “Fhhh.. Taste that?” Sherri huffed. “That’s.. fresh pussy.. and you can have it.. all you want! You can lick it.. fuck it.. it’s all yours!” Her eyes squinted closed and she let out a high pitched squeal as her toes curled tightly into themselves, his jaw opened a little and his tongue was now flicking at her clit! 

His clawtips tightened into the flesh upon her thighs while his tongue darted against her clit before disappearing into her twat once more, his muzzle now drenched in her soppy pussy juices as he squeezed tighter much to her delight. “Ohgod! Fuck! Fuck!” Sherri barked out as his ears twitched and began to fold back when suddenly he pulled his muzzle back while Sherri was unaware of his silent glare down at her. “Hey! Don’t stop you asshole!” Sherri glanced back just in time to feel the sharpness of his palm swat against her asscheek. “Ahynn! Hey!”

“Language.” He said sternly as he glared down at her while his hips began to line up with her swollen pussy, his hand pushing at the back of her head and forcing her face against the coffee table. “You’re such a naughty girl..” He huffed hotly, spittle raining down upon her as the weight of his body loomed overhead. “You need to learn your manners if you’re going to be my bitch.” He saw her cheeks blushing and he leaned forwards with a demeanor much more stern than the soft teddy bear teacher she was used to. “Not my wife, not my girlfriend, not my friend, you haven’t earned that.” He practically snarled down at her with his cock meat inches from her pussy. “My bitch.” 

She trembled at his voice and then suddenly the punctuation of his words came in the form of his crimson dogcock plunging between her soft cuntlips. It skewered her with pleasure that heated her form and caused her entire body to lock up when his tip pushed against her cervix, her eyes squinted tightly as tears formed at the sides and ran down her cheeks. Her fingertips clutching into fists as she gagged on her own ecstasy, it was like her body was a bottlenecked CPU and her brain was a task manager shutting off unnecessary processes to simply function again. 

One by one thoughts dissipated from her mind as his hips slowly gyrated inside of her, thrusting deeper and penetrating deep into her body, Sherri’s jaw gaped open with her tongue hanging out as she panted for air. Her ears bouncing back and forth as his massive body thrust inside her. Initially she had so many things she wanted to do during her first time with him, to put on a show of her sexuality and toss her hair, play with her tits in front of him, yet one by one thrust by thrust those fantasies quickly fell from her mind. All she could think of with every powerful rutting thrust of his hips was how good it felt. 

As his speed increased his body slowly overwhelmed her, his gut pressing against her lower back as his massive palm pressed atop of Sherri’s hand. His fingers clasping between hers and squeezing as he prepared the final bout of his thrusts inside of her. His heavy thighs clapping against her while his gut landed upon her, his panting maw and the strands of drool that fell from the side of his jaw landing upon her shoulder blades were lost in the fur as their pleasure collided. His eyes stared down at her and watched the way she squirmed and moaned underneath him. His fat round balls clapping against her clit as he drilled himself inside her with the heat of a man half his age. 

Her eyes started to roll in the back of her head as she was fucked like a slutty ragdoll underneath him, her legs jostling and her ankles locking around his lower back. “Hff.. Don’t.. Don’t pull out.. I.. I want it!” Sherri barked hotly, panting like a bitch in heat and without an ounce of shame as she begged for his cock. “I.. I want your cum in me! Breed me! Rarf!” She happily debased herself before him, accepting her role as his bitch without hesitation her tail looped around his lower back holding onto him with every ounce of her body as he pounded away at her swollen soppy wet snatch.

His fully engorged knot mashed against her cuntlips as he folded his ears back and suddenly his hand collided against her rounded asscheek once more. His head leaning closer as he snarled against her ear. “What’d I tell you about that slutty mouth of yours?” His deep voice sent a chill along her spine but that didn’t mean she wasn’t going to get what she wanted, his hips slammed inside forcing that thick canine knot past her pussylips and sealed himself inside her. The quivering pussy mound that squeezed upon his knot milking the pleasure from his body as he let out a guttural groan and cum began to pour inside her waiting womb. 

She could feel it and Sherri finally spasmed, all that pent up desire between them fulfilled in a perfect moment that she relished as she arched her head upwards her eyes closed tightly as her body quivered in ecstasy. His hot cum felt fulfilling in more ways than Sherri ever could have imagined, the thick essence pouring deep inside her without stopping. His hips slightly moving forwards as he massaged and milked his cock using her slutty twat each throbbing pulsation of his dick signaling another rope of cum to be added to the thick spunky mess that sloshed inside of her womb. Sherri gave a hot sigh as she fell forwards against the coffee table, her legs trembling with numbness as his body lay atop of her. “Well..” Tom spoke with a slight growl of satisfaction. “I think this is going to work out just fine..”

…

“Yeah,” Tom stood in the kitchen with a deepening groan with each passing second, his hand clutching at his phone as he tried to focus on the other person on the line. “Well.. the separation is final, yeah.. Yeah.” He paused and glanced down as his eyes winced slightly. “Listen the kids just would work better with me and you’re making more than enough to cover child support.” Tom swallowed hard and let out a loud groan that was almost a release of stress and pleasure coinciding at once. “Well that’s what you said you wanted. You and Roy want to have kids you said- Ghuhhhh!” He could feel his back arching upwards as he seethed with ecstasy. “No. You’re just.. so.. goddamn, mhh..” His other hand clenched his fingers together as he breathed out. “Well don’t worry about that.. Sherri’s a great babysitter.” His eyes glanced down once more. “Yeah.. well, I’ll be at the airport to pick the kids up on Monday. Yep. Talk to you later.” His eyes turned to a glare as he quickly made sure the phone was hung up. “You know.. I’m not sure that’s helping as much as you think it is.” Tom grunted as he saw those bright brown eyes gazing up at him with a small satisfied grin.

Sherri’s plump tits pressed up against his cock while her tongue licked along the length, her lips sucking tightly as his pre-cum spilled plentifully down her lips and tongue. “Who said it was to help you?” She teased and leaned her head forwards her mouth sucking firmly upon his cock as he groaned in satisfaction, his hand petting through her tresses with his clawtips lightly touching against her scalp. 

His eyes stared down at her with a smirk, ever since she’d become his bitch his mood had become lighter, his beer belly started to shrink and he watched every day as her own belly started to swell with a litter of his pups growing inside her. “You’re such a brat.. I love it.”