Patron Story - The Love Seat (Patreon)

The day had come and gone and now the darkness of evening had fallen with only the glimmer of a half moon remaining in the dark sky. In a comfortable yet small apartment a movie had come to a conclusion and the lights had flipped on revealing a shark woman that was more than comfortable with her arms entwined around a black furred doggo. It wasn’t technically a date but that didn’t stop the pair from enjoying one another’s company on a more casual basis. Monica wasn’t used to being alone but her twin brother had gone off on some business trip and it left her alone in an apartment that felt much larger in his absence. So she was quite grateful that Angelika had been more than accommodating when it came to staying the night. 

“Want to stay for another one?” Monica lifted the remote and then felt hands grasp around her waist as the sharkgirl gave a simmering growl.

“Uh uh.. I gotta get home. I got work in the morning.” Angelika gently trailed her clawtips along the doggirl’s abdomen as her eyes drifted up along her arm to Monica’s gaze. “Unless I could spend the night..” 

Monica’s cheeks flushed slightly and glanced to the side. She had stayed over at Angelika’s more than once and they had enjoyed a fling over at Monica’s place as well, but they hadn’t spent the night together yet at her place. “I.. mm..” She said thoughtfully. “Well, Thilo’s going to be back on Sunday..”

“Mhmm..” Angelika’s voice a slight hum as she leaned in closer with her clawtips running slow circles along such a coy girl’s abdomen. “And today is Friday, tomorrow is Saturday.. Besides it’s not like he hasn’t seen us.” She flashed a grin. 

Cheeks flushed and Monica found herself gripping the remote as the fur on her neck started to rise. “Yeah I know, but I wanted to give him all my attention on Sunday and I don’t want to wear myself out and have to rest up on Sunday because you called off work on Saturday..” Eyes glanced in Angelika’s direction accusingly. 

“Can you blame me?” Her finned fingertips tugged upon Monica’s frame pulling herself in close until her lips kissed upon her shoulderblade. “You are quite a great reason to take the day off. But!” Angelika started to pull herself upwards instantly breaking the warmth underneath the blankets they shared and a helpless whimper fell from Monica’s lips. “Unless you want to keep me here.. I need a little.. convincing.” 

The softness of Monica’s furred thighs felt a slickness and pressure that came from the grinding from Angelika’s hips and the doggirl peeked back over her shoulder with a grin approaching her lips. “Fine.. but I get to pick the next movie.” The girth against her thighs started to harden as Angelika let out a more sustained groan and Monica’s thighs pressed tighter together while her hips leaned into the horny sharkgirl’s swelling cock. 

“Deal..” Angelika growled hotly as the vicegrip of luscious thighs trapped her dick between them and her nostrils flared while her hips moved back and forth dragging the stiffness of her cock against the makeshift pussy Monica offered up. “Gonna stay the night too..” Not a request, an insistent demand as her hips pushed further with the tip of her cock exposed upon the other side. 

It was a mix of flattering and hot that prompted Monica to agree with a slow rolling of her hips in return. The thick length dragging slightly deeper with each of their combined thrusts and Angelika’s hands eagerly grasping onto Monica’s softness. The gentle doggirl reached up from behind hugging a hand comfortingly around the back of Angelika’s neck. “Mmh..” Monica suddenly tensed when the cock slid further grinding against her pussy and making her pawtoes scrunch immediately. “Fffine.. you got a deal..” Monica whispered and huffed as the humping length smeared her pussy juices in between her labia from behind, not yet penetrating but creating a slick mess between her thighs all the same.

With such sharp teeth Monica had to be careful at how much she teased Angelika, but she loved the way those triangular fangs felt against the softness of her skin and the shark obviously knew it. “Hahhhh..” Angelika moaned out from behind, her mouth gaping open and letting her tongue drag luridly up against the soft flesh, “How are you so sexy even when you aren’t trying to be..?” Angelika’s voice took on a desperate hungering tone as her teeth nipped at the flesh upon her shoulder. Her hips thrusting faster and harder as her breathing grew deeper, her clawtips grasping into Monica’s abdomen almost seizing her while luscious shark thighs humped eagerly between Monica’s.

Her juices spilled freely down her thighs and along the length that eagerly jut between them. It soon became a feverish series of thrusts as Angelika’s body moved faster and faster. It was like Monica had invited the eager shark girl to rut but rather than pounding between her dripping wet and prepped pussy, Angelika had found content pleasure using her thighs. “H.. h-hey wait..” Monica whimpered as she tried to guide the dick inwards, to fill her twat that had been teased by rapid dragging strokes of plump cockmeat between her eager folds. “Y.. You can go inside!”

But Angelika couldn’t hear her over her own needy thrusts. Sex wasn’t simply a moment of arousal for Angelika, it was like a constant need that built up inside her body aching for release was a torment of the mind and the slightest thing could set it off. Angelika’s brow furrowed as she breathed deeper, her nostrils flaring and her clawtips raking along Monica’s skin as powerful jolting thrusts continued to pump between her luscious thighs. But rather than passion, Angelika’s desire for orgasm was one of need, as essential to her as eating, breathing, sleeping, and the last one only if it didn’t interfere with her ability to cum. “Ggnhhah..” The sharkgirl huffed and finally clenched her teeth upon Monica’s shoulder holding onto her as tight as possible as her length pulsated with heavy ropes of slick cum ejaculating from the tip of her cock. The load of spunk shot upwards against Monica’s abdomen and then with the retreating pull of Angelika’s length cum trailed between her thighs and along her pussy, only to be smeared inwards by another humpthrust of Angelika’s hips, with her cock giving an exasperated sputter of a last rope that drizzled down Monica’s front thigh. 

Monica’s fingertip trailed along some of that thick cummy trail that stained her belly, her eyes examining it before pressing it between her lips and licking the slickness clean from her digit. “Hrm.” Bright brown eyes gazed upon the huffing and panting shark with blushing cheeks. “So,” Her body turned and in an instant Angelika was pinned underneath a ravenous and aroused Labrador. “I think it’s my turn.”

Drained of stamina and with a load freshly expunged from her loins, Angelika looked up weakly with a shy smile. “How about the movie first?”