Dump File

“Wouldn’t miss it,” you grin, sweeping Anno up off her feet and carrying the giggling, tail-wagging bundle of horny ausar down the stairs.

The two of you stumble down the rest of the stairs, hands and lips all over each other. Anno’s back meets a bulkhead just beside her bathroom and her legs wrap around you. Meeting her desire, you kiss your way down her neck and then the full mounds of her tits to bring your lips around one of her stiffening teats. The canine-like girl moans, back arching when your tongue laps over the pebbly ring of her areola. You pause there, slowly circling her nipple and lavishing it with your tongue until the little point is diamond-hard. Your hand drifts down her side, fingers teasing across the sensitive flesh of her inner thigh until her breath catches; Anno bites her lip, trying not to cry out. One hand grip slips between her legs to the sodden gulf of her sex, already slick with her excitement. Your fingers brush along her lower lips, sending a shiver up the horny ausar’s body. A low, husky moan reaches your ears, and Anno’s arms wrap around you to pull you tightly against her. You let go of her breast in acceptance of a tongue-filled kiss, punctuated by one of your fingers penetrating her sex and sliding into the wet channel of Anno’s pussy.

“Slow... slow down,” she moans with fluttering eyelashes. Probing into her, you tease the tender inner walls of her cunt. Her muted protests are practically an invitation: you push another finger in and spread ‘em wide, letting the natural juice dribble down into the palm of your hand. Anno blushes and squirms as you tease her, leaving her neck open for you to kiss and nibble on. You drink deeply of her scent while you do; the heady mix of sex and sweat and her sweet, lavender hair leaves you breathless, desperate for more. Your wide, knotted dog-cock pulls desperately against your smart jacket and pants, swelling with your own mounting need. One of Anno’s hands brushes across it, gently cupping your turgid bulge and starting to tug you out of your gear. Breathless, Anno desperately pulls your smart jacket and pants, undershirt, and plain briefs off to let it clatter to the floor before giving you a push through the bathroom door.

You all but tumble into the shower stall, and a blind, snow-furred hand clumsily reaches out towards the dial, cranking the water on around you. You gasp as the first gout of hot water splashes over you, only to find yourself shoved up against the wall of the stall as Anno frees herself from your grasp and takes charge, slipping down to her knees and spreading your canine legs apart.

You can’t suppress a groan as Anno’s fingers wrap around your dripping member, using the flowing water as lube to quickly pump up and down your swelling length and jacking your wide, knotty shaft until it’s nice and hard. Her cheek nuzzles against your foot-long, canine cock and large balls while her tongue reaches out to caress your large, cum-engorged nuts, one long lick carrying her along the long shaft of your cock and straight to the crown. Anno looks up and shoots you a grin before wrapping her lips around your cockhead. One of your hands settles atop Anno’s head, stroking the mat of wet hair between her perky ears as she teases your crown, gently urging her onwards.

She resists for a long, obstinate moment, content to merely suckle from your turgid member and lavish its tip with her tongue. Her hand continues to pump your length, too, moving with such speed and skill that it isn’t long before Anno gets a nice, thick drop of pre right on her waiting tongue. She pulls herself off you, licking her lips as water cascades down over her face, and she cups the full mounds of her tits toward the shower head to let it get them nice and soaked. Winking at you, the ausar reaches up and grabs the little bar of soap from the dish and, squeezing her breasts together with her shoulders, starts to wash them down, scrubbing every inch of supple titflesh until they’re covered in suds and bubbles. As she works, her lips lock back around your crown, sliding down your slippery shaft; she’s not going to let you go soft while she gets ready! You’re treated to a spectacular view of Anno on her knees: her big blue eyes lock with yours as she sucks you off, her tits glistening beneath your length as she rubs them down.

Finally satisfied that her chest is as slippery as can be, Anno gives you a sultry wink and leans up, dropping your huge, bestial shaft from her lips to her cleavage in one smooth motion. Her hands lock around her perfect mounds, squeezing them tightly around your wet-and-ready cock. “Like it?” she asks with a grin, not waiting for an answer before rocking her shoulders back and forth and letting your member slide through the slippery grasp of her cleavage. It nearly pops out but for her quick-acting fingers, which keep you nice and trapped in her heaving bosom. Her kneeling legs start to power her motions as she slowly rises and falls back, taking your cock with her as she moves, guiding it through every inch of her slippery, hot, soapy rack: your crown pokes out between them one moment, just long enough for her to kiss and lick your canine crown, before vanishing back into her sudsy tits again the next.

“The best thing about shower sex: the mess is self cleaning,” she says, more than a hint of suggestion in her voice. She’s moving faster now, all but bouncing on her knees. Her eyes never leave yours, totally focused on you even as she starts moaning and panting, working hard to get you off. Trapped as you are between two hot, slick mounds of sexy ausar tit, you soon feel the rising heat of impending and inescapable pleasure welling in your loins. Anno sees it in your eyes and redoubles her efforts, pumping away at your desperately clenching pointed dog-dick until you can’t hold back anymore.

“Come on, boss. Make a mess,” Anno urges, leaving her mouth wide-open at that last syllable, just as you let loose the first jet of jizz through the gap between her boobs. That first ribbon of white doesn’t quite hit her mouth, instead splattering over her cheek - and vanishing a moment later as the hot, still-liquid load is washed away by the powerful spray of the showerhead. Another jet of spunk sprays over her chin, then the next is caught between her tits, filling the valley of Anno’s cleavage with your hot, creamy seed as she continues to pump you, still moving all through your orgasm and using her tits to milk every last drop from you.

When your climax passes, you’re left slumped against the shower stall’s wall and trying to catch your breath. Anno licks an errant bit of cum from her cheek as she stands, letting the water clear the rest for her. With a little wiggle of her hips, Anno makes her way to the front of the stall and plants her hands on the ceramic tiles, shifting her legs wide apart and raising her tail invitingly to give you a good look at the still-slightly parted lips of her sex.

Her intent is clear, and as the aftershocks of your climax pass, you figure you owe the lusty slut a reward for her efforts. You step after her, one short stride putting you right behind the drenched, dripping curl of her up-raised tail. You let your hands wander across her body: they start at her shoulders and slide slowly down, making sure to sensuously rub at the right spots as they go. Your fingers slip around her ribs and up her chest to cup the slippery mounds of her tits, giving them an affectionate little squeeze. Anno moans at this, her back arching and her hips squirming back against your wide, canine dog-dick and large, overflowing balls while you massage her big breasts, letting your fingers sink into her soft, pliant flesh. Her nipples stiffen between your digits, and you feel your lover being wracked by a full-body shudder as you roll the twin points between your fingertips. Teasing and squeezing, you keep up the pressure on Anno’s breasts until her breath is coming out in shuddering gasps and her sodden figure is trembling at your every touch. You can only imagine the sultry gulf forming between her legs by now as the ausar’s plentiful excitement mixes with the hot water of the shower into a glistening, inviting delta.

You’re on your knees before you know it, and hands reach out to grope an altogether different pair of soft mounds. You spread her cheeks apart, trying to ignore the flick of her tail across the bridge of your nose. With a squeeze of her ass, you earn a moan and a tail-wiggle from the ausar babe, ending with her back-end perched atop your head like a hat, finally giving you unimpeded access to her ample rear. More importantly, you’ve now got a straight shot to the slick slit of her sex and are able to see the glistening lips of Anno’s pussy beading with a mixture of water and her own ample juices.

“Fuuuck,” Anno moans, voice low as you draw a pair of fingers along the lip of her cunt, only just stopping yourself from penetrating her again. You watch with glee as a thin trickle of lubricant runs from her hole and drools across your fingertips in answer to your constant teasing. You snatch the little bead up, acting before the shower can wash it away, and lick it from your fingertips. Your breath catches at the potent, sweet taste of your lover’s passion. That does it - that one taste kicks your instincts into high gear and drives away the last of your restraint. You bury yourself between Anno’s plush cheeks to thrust your tongue deep between her parted lips, desperate for more of that wonderful sweetness.

Anno gasps and moans as you tongue-fuck your way into her, worming your way through her lips and into the slick, eager passage beyond them. Her walls squeeze around you, instinctively repelling you at first, but then seeming to urge you in deeper as you drive against them. You give the lusty slut everything you have to give, pushing in deep and lavishing her squirming walls with oral affection. You’re rewarded with Anno’s cute moans and an ever-increasing flow of her sweet nectar, beads of it rolling across your tongue and nose only to vanish into the running water. As you lick through the valley of her womanhood, Anno’s back slowly begins to arch. Her whole body slinks down the slick wall of the stall, bending over to let you delve ever deeper into her sex.

“Ah... I think we’re going to need another shower after this,” Anno remarks with a grin, rocking her hips back against you and giving you a facefull of wet ass on top of everything. You give her big cheeks a playful squeeze, holding her back before you drown in her slippery backside. Anno coos happily as the new angle brings you deeper inside her, and even moreso when you let one of your hands slip from her behind to venture up between her legs and tease your fingertips across the bud of her stiff little clitty. Now that gets her going: a few minutes of that and her moans are reaching an ever-higher pitch. The movements of her hips become more desperate, frantic for your every touch. Her juices practically pour across your tongue as her body prepares for a thick, knotty ausar cock that isn’t coming. You lap up every drop you can, sending waves of palpable pleasure through Anno’s quivering body until she’s practically a puddle of fuck on the shower floor that’s barely able to keep herself upright.

“Just a... just a little more, boss,” Anno whines, slumping against the stall wall and cupping a breast while trying to wring out every bit of stimulation she can before she utterly succumbs to you. It isn’t long until she does: a few more moments pass before a sudden shiver takes her, starting with a vicious clamp around your tongue as her muscles contract and continuing with a hard squeeze once the first waves of orgasm pass through her. You keep licking all through it, giving the ausar a steady stream of consistent motions to ground herself on as she rides though a wet, hot climax that ends with her panting and gasping for breath, giggling all the while as you tease at her most sensitive spots.

The next few minutes are spent in quiet afterglow. The two of you help each other wash away the sweat and scent of sex. You take turns scrubbing all those hard-to-reach spots for each other, though that only ends with Anno pressed against the wall, your lips on hers as you blindly search for the shower handle. The water finally abates to leave you in a cloud of mist that clings to your bodies, keeping you nice and hot as you enjoy each other for a last few moments.

Finally, though, you step out of the shower and towel down. When you’re done, Anno wraps hers around her hair and ears, in order to leave herself bare and on full display for you. “Thanks, boss. I needed that,” she says with a wink, leaning in to give you a peck on the cheek. “I’m going to go put in my after-action report to Corporate. Pop into the shop whenever, and we’ll see what happens.”

With that, Anno grabs a fresh catsuit out of her closet and slips out of sight, which leaves you to collect your scattered smart jacket and pants, undershirt, and plain briefs and return topside.