Description
Room Service
"Although I guess you could call it... Womb Service."
Story
Conventions always brought three kinds of people to town, the enthusiast who paid hundreds of dollars to secure a hotel room, passes, and used the event as an opportunity for a vacation. Then there was the dealer, for these people it was simply an extravagant work-cation. Going to different cities was enjoyable but the bottom line was always the most important. This was Sherri. And finally there was the third type that attended conventions, the laborer who spent a fortune on advil and heating pads to compensate for years of lugging around thousands of pounds of equipment for all these nerds.
That was Ben, he didn’t intend to start out doing this kind of work but it grew on him. Being able to make a small fortune in two weeks while having two weeks off to do as he pleased was quite appealing, doubly so now that he didn’t have to lug around the equipment and instead managed it and all those years of work had left him musclebound and statuesque. He was a muscleclad slab of man-meat in his mid-thirties with economic freedom as well as personal freedom. He was able to effectively take time off as he pleased, or in other cases work contracting gigs as a foreman on a construction site if he had nothing else going on that week.
Yet somehow the pair had managed to meet serendipitously at a blackjack table and get to talking, one thing led to the other and the idea of splitting a room seemed to make sense. Not that Ben would mind in the least, there was two beds in the hotel room and being able to cut out a chunk of his expense budget meant he could pocket a little extra to play at the tables. Not to mention she was fairly easy on the eyes and he was curious about what she looked like fresh from the shower and his moment seemed to be upon him. After a particularly uneventful night Ben couldn’t help but admit he was a bit disappointed that their encounter didn’t lead to some sort of hotel fling. Instead she simply collapsed in bed and passed out.
However the morning seemed to be leaning more in his direction, she was up early and had stolen the bathroom first for a long steamy shower and now he was just watching the morning news in bed, eagerly awaiting the moment she stepped from the shower in naught but a towel to cover her curved form. He tried to focus on the news but his mind kept drifting back to that tight juicy butt of hers, passed out in an oversized t-shirt and cotton panties to cover her form as she slept messily upon the bed. His cock gave a hearty throb and his fingertips pet against his length. “Easy boy..” He muttered, “Not yet..”
The door slowly creeped open and the doggirl he’d shared a room with had stepped out, not even wearing a full towel and instead she was drying her hair while letting her body be on display with huffs of steam that puffed against her body from behind. Ben stared for a moment without reservation, did she forget she had a roommate that evening or was she just not expecting him to be there when she walked out. Either way he took a good look at the ebony furred doggirl as she dried her hair, shaking at the towel and then tossing her head back with her silky brown locks falling at either side. Her eyes turned towards him and met his gaze, she curled her lips in a grin. “Good morning.”
Her casual attitude almost knocked him clear off the bed, he practically choked on his own drool and had to readjust himself as he sat up. “Uh, heh, do you want a towel or something?” He was planning on surprising her with his skin tight boxer shorts and his plump bulging cock outlined by the fabric but the way she seemed to pose for him with her damp pussy and her slender body on display meant he had finally met his match.
Delicate footsteps carried her body closer to him as she sauntered her way over, her hips swaying from side to side as her tail swished in the opposite direction of her hips, like a predator with a grin she slowly climbed atop of the bed. He lofted a brow as she landed upon the extra cushioned mattress, prowling towards him hand over hand as she cornered her prey. “I was waiting for you to make a move all night, I guess I have to make the first move huh?”
The hoss’ gigantic form easily dwarfed Sherri, but he was content to let her think she had the upper hand, when his massive palms feathered in ivory fur came upon her thighs he gave a soft nicker. “It’s kind of hard to make the first move if you’re passed out.” His deep voice sent a chill along her spine that was accented by a soft squeeze of her hips. He could feel her trembling frame as she straddled atop of his body, his nostrils flaring slightly as he greedily spanned the distance of her asscheeks with his palms.
“..Oh. Right.” She felt a sheepish giggle escape from her as she quickly rebounded and decided to let her hands do some exploring of their own. Her fingertips teased along his muscular abdomen that had been on display. She let her fingertips drift along his firm and toned body while her hips rolled with the motions of her palms, her eyes locked on his as she let herself grind into him. She could feel his bulging cock throb to her affections against her thigh while her supple pussy smoothed along the outline of his body underneath the sheets, wordlessly she dared him to make that move she accused him of abandoning the night before.
He breathed deep and in that inhale of oxygen caught the sweet familiar scent of coconut that lingered upon her brunette tresses, the sweetness exacerbated by the pheromones of a horny bitch. “You’re quite the frisky filly ain’tcha?” His chest began to swell as the discomfort of his cock pinned underneath her body. Every second and his cock engorged further, he swallowed deep. “I know how to handle horny fillies..”
The size of his massive form hid the agility of a pent up hoss as he gripped at the back of her head with the palm of his hand and pushed himself against her. Their lips met as he felt her breasts touching against his chest, her soft nipples felt good to the touch as he held her firm while his lips touched to hers. His tongue extended and darted between her lips as she let out a soft gasp, her fingertips clutching into the furred flesh upon his shoulders. She squeezed tightly as she felt his tongue taking its time to explore the depths of her maw. She was lost in the moment to the point she didn’t even realize that the stallion had hoisted her from the spot on the bed until she felt her back planted against the floor.
This time it was his turn to tease, his proud equine member unsheathed and fully erect pressing against Sherri’s thighs and stroking the impudent doggirl with his length as he continued to kiss over her flatbacked body. Inch after inch of purebred horsecock stemmed along her pussy mound, letting her feel the entirety of his veiny girth that pulsed against her pussy lips. “Hff..” He breathed out as he broke the kiss, he didn’t even ask if she was ready. The glimmering juices of her twat that spilled along his pre-cum gleaming cocktip told him so. “Hope ya had a hoss before.. we can be a bit rough.”
The strand of drool that shared between their kiss broke and landed upon her breasts as she gave him a daring glare and a hellcat sneer. “Try me.” Sherri winked and then her face suddenly squinted as the tip of his cock started to press between her petals. Her pussy skewered by the sheer intensity of his meaty length that mercilessly plunged inside, the entire force of his body sent her reeling with pleasure. Her fingertips grasping onto the back of his neck and curling her digits into the tawny locks of his mane.
She was quite the eager bitch and that was definitely a plus, the fact she didn’t scream to have him pull out as he sank inch after inch into her body filled him with excitement. He could feel his cocklength travelling deeper inside, stretching her walls out around him until he felt the medial ring of his cock press against her pussy lips. She was seething with a mix of strained pleasure and he gave a rough grunt, popping his hips forwards and feeling the satisfying sensation of his thick loop sliding inside. “Haaaahhh.. Fuck!” He gasped, spittle expelling from his maw as he felt the warmth of her soppy wet twat soaking into his rarely pleasured ring. The way her pussy squeezed and convulsed around him as she bit down on her lower lip, he wanted to cum right then and there, but he refused to let such magnificent pleasure go unappreciated.
His hips slowly pulled back, letting his ring pop free from her pussy before jutting inside, working that sensitive coil of flesh tease along her inner walls. “Hahhh.. Oh.. Fuck!” Sherri heaved, her head tossing back as over and over again his thighs rocked inside of her slender form, bouncing his cock in deep until it tapped against her cervix, only to pull back and repeat it. Her ruby polished clawtips almost drew blood as she shook underneath him from the sheer force of his body.
He slowly maneuvered into his rhythm, his soaking wet cock slapping inside of her as his balls clapped against her asscheeks, his hands holding at her hips as his body worked itself into a rut. His hoof pressing firmly against the hardwood floor, almost scratching as he took a deeper thrust inside. “Get ready..” He heaved and he pulled himself back, balancing himself on his legs he pushed at Sherri’s thighs, hoisting her ankles behind her head and holding her body tightly as he let himself dip down into her pussy once more.
Somehow his cock seemed to go deeper than before, her walls squeezing tightly at his frame as he started to rail inside, using the entirety of his massive form to crash down upon her. She could feel what amounted to over two hundred pounds of pure masculine muscle slamming down into her body at the focal point of his cock, transferring all that power, force, and weight, into her quivering pussy like a massive cannonball of pleasure! The first time she almost felt like she was going to black out, the second time her pawtoes scrunched tightly and she lost all the air in her lungs, the third time and she had to grip at her thighs simply to keep her body from falling into the unknown abyss. The fourth time… She couldn’t even think!
His body slammed in, over and over again, all those years of working at conventions, lifting pure steel grates and rods, had made him toned as an Adonis. The weight of those same equipment lines balanced onto his body with his thighs holding him up atop of stair ladders meant that this position was easy for him to handle, he wasn’t even lugging around steel grids! His emerald eyes stared lustfully down at Sherri and her lewd moaning mouth, the way her tongue fell out and how she seemed to be so enthralled by his cock, especially when he let the entirety of his body land upon her like a meteor! His medial ring filled in, and his crotch mound pressed directly against her clit causing her pussy to squeeze, and in turn his cock to throb.
His hands pressed against her ankles, holding her in place and letting his body have the leverage of her frame almost propping him up as his hips worked inside. He could feel the base of his cock pressuring, like a simmering saucepan that was close to a boil, he tempered his length and the pleasure he felt by clenching his teeth. Sweat droplets of his workout dripping from his brow and landing upon the carefree bitchgirl who seemed to think of nothing but the pleasure he offered. “I’m.. I’m gonnah..” He huffed, breathing out as he witnessed her eyes rolling in the back of her head.
“Nnh.. yah!” Sherri barked, this was the moment she wanted, she craved, what she was waiting for. Her body jostled with pleasure as she took a moment to squeeze at her own breast, her clitty trembling with the vibrations of his rapidly dipping hips. “I.. I want.. I want it all!” She moaned out lewdly, she didn’t care if it was a safe day or not, she’d gladly have this stud’s foals!
The enormous stallion pressed his hooves into the floor, holding tightly onto her body as he let himself erupt inside of her. His cum was incredibly thick and the heat of it warmed up Sherri’s insides in the most satisfying way, her fingertips curled into her own thighs as she let her eyes close, relishing the moment as his cock poured thick slimy ropes inside of her. His cocktip throbbed with every release, pelting her womb with his potent horse spunk. “Whrhnnyyyhh!” He neighed happily as his chin suddenly tipped up to the sky, his eyes closing as his contracted balls squeezed out the last of his pent up seed inside her.
His entire body shivered for a moment as he let himself finally relax upon his knees, pulling at his massive sausagey cock and letting the half limp length give a wet slap down upon her pussy. “Hah..” He breathed out as his cum continued to ooze from his dick, dribbling on her face underneath as he gave an excited murr from his lips. Then suddenly there was a knock at the door, the hoss glancing towards it without recognition.
“..Who’s here this early in the morning.. I guess housekeeping?” Sherri remarked casually as cum drizzled on her face without care, her lips licking at the sweet flavor of her pussy juices that congealed with his cum into a tasty sauce.
“Oh.” Ben gave a chuckle in realization. “I ordered room service.” He said with a sigh and a shake of his head. “I figured I’d have to at least wine and dine you with breakfast before you’d give it up, but..” His emerald eyes glanced down at her with a sneer. “I didn’t realize you took cream with your coffee.”
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