Gold Tier Story - Late Night Stud (Patreon)

It was late on a Saturday evening and Sherri was at home in her room with a pint of ice cream and her unused outfit hanging on the dresser as she stared partially at her phone and the other part at the TV mounted on her bedroom wall. Going out felt miserable after her initial set of plans had fallen through and while there could have been adjustments and changes, she decided she would instead spend it at home and finally take a relaxing break from the week.

Maybe that’s exactly what she needed anyways because the taste of chocolate ice cream with caramel swirls and peanut butter chunks coated in fudge mingling with similarly styled toffee pieces had brought a relaxing sensation throughout her entire body on that hot summer eve. She almost thought about going in the pool as she fidgeted on her bed, pawtoes shuffling together as she got a replying text from a hoss that she had been casually flirting with off and on ever since her plans had been cancelled. 

Her ears perked as she glanced at the phone again, a crooked smile creeping upon her lips as she chewed on her lower one quickly. Tapping sounds came from her phone as her thumbs beat against them, her paws shifting slightly as she felt her heart beating faster.

“So can I come over?” The text read, and meticulously Sherri had written almost ten different responses, each one trying to decide how coy and playful she should respond. 

“Hm.” Sherri thought for a moment as she glanced to her mostly empty pint of ice cream with the spoon sadly more than halfway deep in the container that had been sitting in the fridge for more than a few days with ice crystals having created a design around the interior rim. “Depends, you going to bring snacks? Have a slumber party? Better bring ice cream!” Yeah, that was the way to respond, and before she could second guess herself she hit the send button and flipped over her blankets. She was going to have company over for sure! 

It felt too soon when she heard the loud tapping knock on her door, and Sherri was still trying to finish deciding on her outfit. Between something casual like sweatpants and a large t-shirt, or maybe some silk panties, she’d finally decided on a less open-ended option and when Ben saw the door open the large hoss clearly felt he should have brought more than a single pint of rocky road ice cream. Sherri’s slender naked body with only a pair of blue high heels underpaw met his gaze as the large hoss flared his nostrils with excitement. 

“Not leavin’ any room for interpretation huh?” His deep gravelly voice huffed as his hand lifted to cup at her chin, his calloused fingertips worn from days working various contracting jobs touched along the softness of her fur in an appraising caress. “Maybe I should visit less often, see how worked up you can really get.” 

She shifted in her stance for a moment, her eyes flickering in his gaze as her heart skipped a beat as his thumb teasing upon her lower lip allowed him to step closer. The sound of his boot upon the hardwood floor knocking her senses free as she suddenly realized how entrancing his touch had become. “Anyways!” Sherri chirped, “I figured we’d have some fun then relax after! Rather than.. You know.” He smirked and tugged his hooves free of those confining boots, hoofsteps tapping along the wood. 

“Mhmm.” He hummed carefully as he recalled his way to the fridge, tucking the snacks away for later consumption as he glanced down in her direction. Sherri so small and petite compared to his massive six foot plus frame, “It’ll give me a minute to recuperate too.” He gave a wink noticing her blush brightening and his lips curled upwards. “But you were already planning for that huh?” before she could even respond he closed the door, and with his massive arm she was looped into his grasp. “Huhp!” His shoulder tucking underneath her waist as he hoisted her up with her figure crooked over as he waltzed back towards the stairway. 

It didn’t take much for him to climb the stairs, even though his muscles were probably sore from working all day, a scent that Sherri definitely picked up on as she was practically smothered by his body with his grip so tight upon her. “You know,” Sherri remarked turning her head back to grab his attention, noticing his equine ears twitching to her voice. “It’s usually considered gentlemanly to carry a girl over the threshold more gently rather than like a sack of potatoes!” He chuckled, and maybe he would have carried her more like a damsel, but he was already at the top of the stairs and her doorway was open. Her body casually tossed upon the bed with a slight bounce as she finally rested, her tongue poking out teasingly. “Well fine, something’s better than nothing I suppose!”

“Atta girl.” He nickered slightly and suddenly his body loomed over hers as she lay there with the pillow underneath her head she saw him dipping closer with his lips kissing at the nape of her neck and his hand gently rolling up along her thigh. “Needed this so bad today.” His hot breath caressed her neck leaving warm droplets of saliva dripping along her fur as his tongue extended licking into her skin while his palm gripped her thigh. “Been so pent up.. you have no idea.” His engorging length pressed against the outside of her opposite thigh, teasing her and making her heart pound as she felt how hard he was getting because of her. 

As he kissed upon her neck, Sherri felt a quiver while his palm dragged upwards and his massive hand rest upon her pussy mound. His single fingertip was large enough that it brushed against her blue pussy lips and on its own pressed against her entrance, the entire length of his single middle finger slid between her cuntlips as her fingertips latched around the bedsheets. “Hnnhh!” Sherri moaned out, her eyes closing tightly and her chest raising as her pawtoes shifted and dug into the bedsheets while he kissed deeper upon her neck. She could feel buck teeth grinding against her sensitive flesh before gently pinching at it between them, her knees pressing together as his warm masculine pawlm massaged against the top of her mound while his finger teased up and down her moistening snatch. “Hhahah.. Nhhh..” Sherri bit down upon her lower lip as his rounded fingertip traced along her entrance pushing against the tight indent ever so carefully. “Hhff.. wait.. wait!” 

But it was too late, his fingertip, drenched with her juices, began to push inside and Sherri felt her muscles contract instantly as the combined sensations rolled at both north and south pole of her center mass. “How’s that?” He whispered between gentle nips upon her flesh while his finger dug deeper worming around her squeezing blue cunt, “I can stop.. any time you like..” His deep voice whispered affectionately, comforting the girl as she visibly spiraled with pleasure. 

She didn’t answer, she couldn’t answer, but when his hand began to withdraw her own clenched upon his shoulder. “Don’tstop!” Sherri practically yelped and then his hand returned, his thick fingertip pushing deeper into her pussy as his feathered wrist tickled at her sensitive mound. “Hff.. Ohfuck..” Sherri huffed and panted, her body sweating now as his palm gently gyrated back and forth working a second fingertip into her pussy that made her huff, but his hand smothering her clit and his fingertips wriggling upwards was what truly sent her into a tizzy. “Nyyhhyess.. there.. there!” Sherri’s eyes fluttered shut and then quickly squeezed as she clenched upon her teeth and his hand continued to work that same spot until her mouth opened and a voiceless whine of pleasure sang out as her tongue curled, orgasmic chirps of ecstasy escaped her as her pussy walls squeezed firmly upon his now soaking fingers and her hand full of his mane suddenly relaxed. “Mhhh…” 

He began to rise up from her form and Sherri soon followed, climbing upon the bed where she knelt comfortably and winked up at him. “Heh, gonna return the favor? Ya don’t have to. Just seein’ ya already drives me wild.” But her hands were already atop of his when he reached for his belt and her eyes focused upon him with a seductive lick of her lips. 

The moment his belt buckle was undone and his paint spattered denim jeans were opened, Sherri breathed in the thick scent of his masculine form that made her pawtoes scrunch. It wasn’t dirty, but the pheromones told her body that this male was potent and virile. His muscular frame that she glanced upwards at made her subconscious crave to have him breed her with strong pups. Instinct was overriding any other thought of possibly using more protection and it didn’t seem like he minded either when she leaned her head forwards to kiss upon the bulging length in his boxer shorts. His boxer shorts were tugged down his thighs and almost instantly his cock sprung up, a quick reaction from Sherri allowed her to dodge his dick that threatened to smack her face but it hardly mattered as she stared upon his entire shaft. The thick medial ring and the veins that lined his erection. It was massive and she hardly knew where to start except for a kiss.

Her lips pressed upon the tip of his equine shaft as he let out a slight groan, a small bead of pre-cum forming at his rounded cumslit, one that her tongue quickly lapped up as her hand began to stroke his shaft and her eyes focused upon his. “Nnh, not that I’m complainin. You look so adorable next to it, shoot I’d want to get a picture of ya at this angle and frame it.” His deep voice rumbled but the touch of his palm caressing the top of her head felt more flattering than his compliment and it showed in her bright blushing cheeks. Her tail swished about behind her as she began to lick along his shaft, glazing it in her ample saliva as he breathed deep overhead. His eyes closing as he relaxed his body and simply let her adore his cock with her tongue and lips. 

She could feel the pulsations and twitching that came from his length, Sherri so enamored with it that she didn’t notice him tossing away his shirt. Her tongue practically worshipping his cock with long dedicate slurps while her lips finally wrapped around the tip. “Breed me..” She whispered to his cock, more so thinking out loud but the equine’s ears twitched. Her soft lips wrapped around his dick and her head pushed forwards while his fingertips carefully teased along her tresses, playing with them through his fingertips as her head pulled back leaving wet smears of saliva glazing his cock before dipping her head back down. 

His hand was calmly petting through her hair as she sucked upon his length, the only sound in the bedroom being the slurping noises her lips made as she bobbed her head upon his shaft. “I’ll do just that.” His voice was deep but the words were barely above a whisper and then his digits curled into her hair, his dick had left her lips and his grip was firm enough into the base of her scalp that she wasn’t able to further press her lips upon his shaft once more. 

She paused a moment with his hand still clenching her brunette locks and his cock throbbing eagerly in front of her. The dynamic of his fingertips gripping at her hair opposing the obvious desire from his cock for her to keep going confused the doggirl, “Uhm.. What?” 

“Bend over.” He said, louder, more aggressive, his nostrils flaring as she saw the heat in his eyes staring her down. His words direct and commanding not allowing for argument, “I’ll do it.” He said with heated puffs of air expelling from his maw, “But only if you present yourself to me properly.” She gulped and nodded, his hand releasing her as she slowly stood up feeling a whelming sense of eagerness pouring from her loins as she rose to her feet. It felt a little silly to bend herself over with her tail lifting slightly and her hands resting upon the blanket, but she couldn’t find it in herself to deny such a demand. Although it seemed to be exactly what he desired because she hadn’t been bent over for more than a moment when she felt his hand grip at the back of her head. “Good bitch.” His words punctuated with a sharp jut of his hips that sent her fingers gripping the bedsheets. 

She had clearly improperly appraised his length by the way her body absorbed the blow of his thrusting hips, Sherri felt his cock pushing between her folds and the saliva she’d left upon his shaft clearly wasn’t enough lubrication to take the entire length but he was damn well trying! The weight of his cock pushed deep into her body lifting her pawtoes off the ground as his hands came upon the sides of her hips, holding her in place as he retracted his hips only to jut forwards again with the tip mashing against her cervix and his fat cock eagerly stretching out the depths of her cunt to allow for more of his meaty shaft. “Ghhh! Fuuhh.. Fuhhh..” Sherri practically choked upon her own tongue as the feverish thrusts of a hoss in rut began to pound against her body leaving her abdomen bulging with the shape of his cock that was adapting her twat to his size. 

The intensity of his thrusts was sending shockwaves through her body and actively bucking her forwards, her breasts swinging underneath her as she moaned while his heavy body gripped her tight holding her as in place as possible and making her feel the full brunt of his jousting dick that left concussive tremors tingling throughout her body. His heaving balls were an obvious indicator of the hard working hoss and his pent up desire that was on the brink of eruption from Sherri’s teasing slurps and the follow up of her tight bitch pussy sucking upon his cock. 

“Nnghh.. c’mon.. take it all..” His deep voice ripped against the back of her neck as Sherri moaned with her tongue hanging out, his body pounding her as hard as he could with his massive nuts swinging underneath her, it was a miracle she was able to take as much as she was but he wasn’t satisfied, not yet at least. He wanted her to take it to the hilt and he refused to stop until every inch of his fat potent hosscock was neatly tucked away inside her body. Each thrust was a little deeper, and he could feel his medial ring touching upon her cuntlips. “You wanna be bred?” His nostrils flared as he grit his teeth rounding another thrust inside her as she cried out. 

“Yes!” Sherri yelped, barking out as her little paws dangled off the bed, part of her body suspended in air with only his form keeping her upright and his massive powerful thighs clapping against hers. “I.. I wanna.. be.. bred!” She was convinced she was going to have an asthma attack, being unable to breathe properly from the weight of his cock and how her body was convulsing from sheer pleasure by taking each inch of his cock. “I.. I wanna.. have your foals.. knock.. knock me up!” Drool spilled down her tongue as instinctive pleasure overwhelmed her senses, the idea of being filled with hot creamy hosscum and being bred, knocked up with foals on that boring Saturday evening was making her already hot soppy wet pussy quivering with convulsing pleasure even more damp than she thought possible. 

“Good,” His hand clenched upon her jaw as he held her tightly, his other palm gripping at her side, as he reeled his hips back. Her eyes suddenly glancing back as she saw him in that moment slam his hips forwards, his mottled dick filling her up and pushing against her cervix as his medial ring pushed past her cunt lips and the base of his crotch mashed inside of her body. She could feel the heat of his balls underneath her cuntmound as they slapped upwards, Sherri’s pawtoes splaying as she let out a sharp yelp of contorted twisted pleasure. In that moment she knew her pussy would no longer fit any other cock other than the one that Benjamin wielded and used to claim her cunt for his own, marking her pussy by stretching out her inner depths to accommodate his massive length. 

It was a spasm that Sherri wasn’t prepared for, his cock throbbing and pulsing as cum suddenly ejaculated from the tip of his cock and filled her body. “Now you’re my bitch!” He seethed hotly as a sudden whinnying huff escaped his maw, his cock hilted against her making her feel the full length of the dick that she would be bound to as he came. His erupting length billowing rope after rope of creamy thick cum that splashed inside her, drenching her womb with his virile sperm and leaving no doubt in his mind that she would soon be rounded and full with his foals. 

Dangling footpaws seemed to contract of their own volition and Sherri’s body held upon the bedsheets desperately as his cum filled her depths. The second he started to pull out she was on her footpaws, her hand touching directly upon her abdomen holding her belly as she let out a weakened whimper. “Hnhh.. Mnnhh..” Her eyes shut tightly, ears folding back as her tail curled up underneath her and tucked between her thigh as cum started to seep from her pussy dribbling between her thighs and spilling on her tail. “I’m.. I’m your.. your bitch.” Her eyes rolled up into the back of her head with her tongue still hanging out, she could have sworn that she felt his cum actively impregnating her, each little sperm wriggling and claiming her eggs with their essence, over and over until she was fully bred with a litter of foalpups.  

Sherri’s body slumped upon the bed and the large hoss gave an exhausted huff, he felt like every ounce of his cum now filled her womb and he was more than pleased at this outcome. “Heh..” He reached out and luckily there was a towel nearby for him to clean off his cum drenched cockmeat. “How about I getcha that rockie road to start, yeah?” A single hand rose from the bed, Sherri’s thumb upright with her face still planted against the pillow. “Heheh, poor girl, I’ll be back in just a few so you have time to recuperate before the next round.”