Core's Opportunity - Chapter 19 (Patreon)
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Core and Petra get to know each other's bodies.
Core's Opportunity - Chapter 19
by Zmeydros
"Sure! I've got everything you'll need to train that virgin puss of yours. After we have our little condom-filling contest, I'll take out my big pot and boil some dildos." Petra's voice is so full of excitement that he can't help but get excited too.
But he's also confused. "Boil some dildos?"
"All my dildos are medical grade silicone, so I can just boil them for a couple minutes to sterilize them and lend them to whoever needs them most."
He smirks. "You're a dildo philanthropist?"
"Yup! I'm fuckin' dildo Carnegie and my apartment is the nation's first dildo library."
He laughs so hard that his belly starts hurting and then he starts going "Hoooo," as he tries to breathe out his laughs.
She giggles. "That was adorable."
He grabs his floofy tail and hides his face behind it.
"Eeee! Adorable overload!" She pulls up his tail and peers behind it. Then she licks his nose.
He licks hers and then she presses her muzzle against his and kisses him full on the lips. Holding onto his head, she makes out with him and his member comes to life again as he gets tingly all over.
After she breaks the kiss, she says. "Before you hit me with that lethal dose of adorable, I was gonna pause for some real talk: Andrew Carnegie didn't make all that money by being a nice guy, but that's kinda how most philanthropists work."
"Yeah, people suck."
"Sometimes that's a good thing, your clit was real happy with my sucking." She gives him a squeeze.
He blushes madly.
She presses her shaft into the side of Core's leg and gasps. "Fuck, I'm horny!" Her hand reaches for Core's half-erect shaft and strokes it.
That's all it takes for his prick to remember it hasn't gotten off yet. He thrusts into her paw and yips.
"Get nice and hard for me," she says stroking her own cock.
His eyes fix on her erection. Her fingers can't wrap all the way around it, especially in the middle where it's the thickest. A deep moan escapes his muzzle as he watches her uninflated knot stretch her sheath open. His knot is mostly spherical, but hers has three lobes to it and he can't help but imagine how they would feel.
"The way you're looking at my cock. It's so--" she gasps as pre dribbles from her tip and across the fur on the back of her hand.
Words are beyond him, all he can do thrust into her grip until he's rock hard. Now that she's fully hard, a strange urge brings his face right up to her prick. Letting go of it, she asks, "Want a taste?"
He tries to pull himself away, he tries to tell himself he doesn't actually like cock, that he just likes her smell and wanted to get a better sniff, that he doesn't want to wrap his lips around her member and let her cum in his maw. None of it works and his tongue laps across the head catching some of her pre. He blushes madly as his tail wags at her sharp moan and the salted honey taste.
"Feeling thirsty? If you promise to try and drink it down, I'll let you give me head."
Just the idea that she'd refer to her spooge as a drink makes his pussy twitch.
"This is your first time, isn't it?" she asks.
He nods unable to make eye contact. Right now, in this moment, he's kicking himself for never learning how to do oral on a guy. It's strange how much he wants, needs, to impress her.
Grabbing his right paw, she says, "How about I give you a tour?"
He tilts his head. "A tour?"
"Yeah, a tour of my private parts so you know what you have to work with."
He blushes and stares at her large balls, he hasn't gotten to know them or the pussy they're hiding. Speaking quietly as if someone might hear him and find out he's doing something lewd, he says, "Okay."
Putting his hand on her balls, she says, "You can be a bit rougher with mine than most. Don't be afraid to pull at them or squeeze a bit."
Grabbing one of her kumquat-sized orbs, he tugs feeling her fur-clad skin stretch. The wetness between his legs gets worse. He just came from there and it's still getting wet? Is he that attracted to her masculine equipment? The thought only makes him wetter. As he tugs and rubs and feels her twin spheres, she gasps and thrusts lightly. He's only felt his own and hers have a wonderful gravity to them. He has to stifle a moan when he thinks about just how big her load must be.
"Oooh, just like that," she says grabbing her breasts.
When pre forms at the tip of her prick, he licks it off without a second thought. Her seed tingles on his tongue and he starts feeling hot all over. The backs of his fingers can feel something hot and wet behind her balls, something he can't ignore any longer.
With a shaking paw, he lifts her package out of the way so he can peer at her snatch. His heart pounds in his ears as he finally comes to terms with the fact that she's a herm just like him. He wants to cry, he wants to feel her cum against him, he wants to hug her for hours, and he wants to share his body with her over and over. There's so many things to try, so many things he never thought he'd see.
The throbbing slick muff behind her package is just sitting there waiting for him to touch it and she encourages him with, "Go on, introduce yourself."
His paw shakes so much he's worried he's going to miss touching it altogether. But then his paw-padded fingers come into contact with her intimate flesh and she rolls her hips stroking his hand. Her long moan coaxes him to push at her folds and try to find her sensitive little nub. He was aiming for it before she moved and has to feel around to find it again.
When he does, she squeals and bucks her hips. "Ooh! Put some fingers in there!"
Core feels deeper in her slit until he finds her entrance. Putting a finger inside, he moans. One hand is still on her balls and it feels so strange, so fantastic: he's used to himself being a herm, but not others. When he tugs on her balls making her claw at the bed and arch her back, he marvels at how it pulls the skin of her labia taut.
In all his years avoiding looking under his balls, he's never experienced the wonder of his sexual duality. His eyes dart to her preing cock, her sheath, her balls, and where his finger is spreading her pussy open before he leans in and takes a deep sniff just above her clit.
As his tail wags fervently, he starts panting. The mixture of scents from her sexes is making his naughty bits throb with expectation. While she gasps and thrusts her hips, he rubs his thumb on her clit and adds another finger.
Her prick is slapping against her belly and his hand is getting tired from trying to keep up because he's not at the best angle. His muzzle gets closer and closer until instinct draws out his tongue. It moves from where his fingers enter her, up across her clit, and higher until he's licking at her balls. The smell, the taste, her noises, everything is so enticing that he doesn't even think about how lewd he's being.
"Put another finger in!" she cries.
When he obeys, he finds that it fits. Her walls are so strong that it still feels tight. That sexually deviant side of his mind goes wild. She said she could fit his cock in her, his knot is easily as big as his fist, could he fit his fist in there? He carefully adds another finger.
"Yes! Core! Yes! Do it! Make a beak with your hand, put your thumb under your fingers and make a tapered shape. And lube up your hand until it's soaking wet." She grabs the bottle of lube and throws it in front of him.
"Okay!" He spreads it over his fist and her opening. There's no way he's doing this! No, he's totally doing this! Applying pressure slowly, he spreads her hot flesh open wider and wider. The more he gets in there, the more fixated he gets.
She takes deep breaths as he gets to the widest part of his hand. He asks, "Ready?"
"Yes!" she barks out.
Wiggling his paw from side to side, he works to get that thickest part inside only to yelp when his fist is suddenly pulled in. He shivers imagining his knot sliding into her like his fist did. His shaft is so hard now that he has to actively resist the urge to rub it on something.
"Move your fist, carefully pop your knuckles in and out. I'm gonna cum so hard!" She wiggles her hips.
It's so tight inside her, but he soon finds he can do as she asked. Tilting his fist and pulling, he manages to play with the edge of her opening. She thrashes on the bed and yowls as he watches with a slack jaw. Seeing her pussy stretch around him is an endless source of wonder. Soon, he's fisting her with confidence and her snatch is twitching wildly.
Then it happens, her needy passage clamps down on his fist rhythmically as she roars and gasps in orgasm. He feels like he's flying: it's glorious to be able to give someone this much pleasure.
The moment her body comes to rest, she says, "When you get that fist back out, how about we suck each other's cocks?"
It's so erotic, so beyond anything he's ever done. But he needs to play with her prick. Nothing else will satisfy his curiosity, his lust. He takes a couple deep breaths. He can do this! He can tell her he wants this.
Is he gay? What does that even mean under these circumstances? Why can't he like cock? All this time he's tried to act like a normal straight guy, he may have even believed it at one point, but right now, he feels anything but straight. He bites his lip. There's nothing wrong with wanting to put his mouth on her big meaty shaft and suck on it until she gives him a mouth full of liquid protein. She called it a drink before, and he's incredibly thirsty.
"You okay?" she asks.
He nods. "I'm okay, just, I've never been this close to doing something with someone else's cock."
"We could just stop for now, I don't want to overwhelm you," she says.
It would be so easy to tell her he wants to stop, it would be so fucking easy, but he has to do this. If he gives into his fear and anxiety now, he's going to regret it, like when he didn't tell her his secret. The only thing stopping him right now is that voice in his head. That voice that has tortured him his whole life. That voice that repeats what society says, what bullies say.
Sure, maybe all this sex this early in a relationship is a bad idea. But both of them want it and are enjoying it and maybe there's no right way to start a relationship. Would their date have gone well if they stewed in that intense sexual tension until he went home?
His tail starts wagging: it's really hot that they couldn't help themselves. It's even more hot that he's about to suck a cock for the first time! And she's so big! There's so much of it to play with. He gets excited butterflies in his stomach as he says, "I...want to keep going."
"Yays!" She claps her hands. "Can I have one more orgasm before you pull your fist out?"
His heart races, she wants more? He did that good? This time he has fun nuzzling under her balls while he makes out with her clit. Something about having her heavy sac rub against his whiskers while he's smothered in her scent makes him so horny that his whole body is throbbing. While she settles down from getting off, he stares longingly at her massive sexy cock and gets so slick between his legs that he can't resist rubbing his thighs together.
"Whoa, you smell like you're in heat," she says. "You want my cock that bad?"
He nods unable to find words to describe what he's feeling. Moaning, he reaches his free hand between his legs to rub at his clit. Fuck it! He has to be touched there. There's no resisting it, he has a pussy and it needs his fingers.
"When we sixty-nine I'll finger you again. But first, let's get your paw out. Relax your hand and pull out slowly while massaging me down there a bit to get my pussy muscles to let up."
As he follows her directions, he just keeps rubbing at his entrance while thrusting his shaft mindlessly against her leg. Once he has his hand free, helps him get into position on his back. When she crawls atop him facing the opposite direction, his pulse thunders in his ears.
"All you have to do is watch your teeth, but don't worry too much, I like a bit of danger. Just explore, try things, see what makes me moan the loudest." She takes his paw in hers. "Use your paws on on my cock to help. We're big, trying to fit it all is gonna frustrate you. Also, don't worry about my pussy, it's very satisfied."
"Okay." His hand shakes for a moment. Her musk is making him crazy. Not having her erection in his pussy seems like a crime against the universe. If only his pussy was trained, ready to take her. He laps at her shaft shivering at the tingles of delight this is giving him. His own moan surprises him when he wraps his paws around the lower part of her meat. This is no joke, this is really happening. Someone else's erection is throbbing in his paws, in his mouth!
She yowls and makes many tiny thrusts holding herself back. The sounds and movements she's making are more than a reward. When pre spurts from her tip and she grunts, he knows he's getting the hang of it. Pressing his head forward, he takes more of her into his maw.
The taut slick skin of her phallus is now rubbing against the roof of his mouth and his tongue. The ridges on the underside of her shaft make his pussy twitch every time he laps at them.
Satisfied with his progress, she puts her lips around the head of his cock while she grabs it in the middle of its length and starts stroking. He gasps around her prick and thrusts. She thrusts too and soon they're in a synchronized dance of face fucking. When he reaches down with one of his hands and grabs her balls, she moves a hand to his pussy and slips fingers inside.
The textured roof of her mouth rubbing against his penis while the paw pads of her fingers pop in and out of his ridiculously wet snatch puts him on the edge of release in under a minute. It takes all he has to hang on, to endure the pleasurable onslaught just a bit longer.
Focusing on what he's doing to her shaft buys him some time. Noticing that she moans louder when he sucks just right, he takes a bit less of her shaft into his mouth and forms a good seal. Then he runs his tongue along her ridges and treats her cock like a giant straw. She thrusts uncontrollably and strokes his meat like mad as if she's worried she's going to cum first.
That's all it takes, knowing she's close, for him to lose his composure. The pleasure is so intense that all his other senses are overridden. It's like he's suddenly be thrown in a bright room where the lights are just beams of bliss that penetrate every layer of his being. He sends his load down her throat as his slick walls contort around her paw-padded fingers. She grabs just under his knot to milk one more yowl of pleasure from him.
Somehow, she drinks his thick spunk down, perhaps having experience with her own productivity. By the time she's got it all, her belly is rounder, like after a very satisfying meal.
Realizing she hasn't cum yet, he redoubles his efforts on her cock stroking it with both paws, bobbing his head, sucking, licking, making love to her exquisite tool with his mouth. When her knot starts getting bigger and she's roaring, he grabs below it and squeezes just like she did to him. Her spooge pours out with such force that he's caught by surprise and loses some out the sides of his mouth.
She tastes like teriyaki-glazed salmon: sweet, musky, tangy, and salty. The more of it he gulps down, the more determined he is not to spill any more.
Rolling off of him, she sighs. "That was satisfying."
Blushing, he says, "It's like I just finished thanksgiving dinner."
Her hand finds his belly. "Wow, I didn't expect you to drink it all. God, you're hot."
"I was thinking the same thing." He runs his hand over her belly noticing just how full she is. Unbelievable, they both totally just did that. If they weren't the type to suck off their own hyper cocks, there's no way they would have been prepared for this. Is it only now that he's truly finding out who he actually is? A slut who will get full on their lover's cum? The thought makes him want to get hard again, but he's so spent he can't even move.
She rolls onto her side and wraps her arms around him. "Every moment of that was pure gold. How about we skip the awkward boners next time and just start our date with a nice fuck?"
His tail wags: they're going on another date! "Sounds perfect."