Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))
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				Title: <strong>Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>08-01-2016, 14:40:54</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://orig10.deviantart.net/2511/f/2016/009/e/4/beastlyboyfriends_by_thepixeldust-d9neohd.jpg)<br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Story Information</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><strong>Content:</strong>&nbsp; Con, Anthro Male X Human Female, Open to Other Content<br><br><strong>Setting:</strong>&nbsp; Life has been a bit dull for the short, spunky, busty Jenny.&nbsp; She's finished her college training to become a registered nurse, but now what?&nbsp; It's a boring routine of work, home, sleep, repeat.&nbsp; Her love life isn't all it's cracked up to be, as normal guys aren't really doing it for her.&nbsp; She had a fierce sexual appetite which most men could never hope to sate.&nbsp; Then came a big change in the world, the acceptance of other species in human culture.<br><br>Humanoid animals had generally known throughout the world for ages, but they'd kept their distance from basic humans and vice versa.&nbsp; Fortunately, there came a revolution of intercultural mingling.&nbsp; The doors were opened, both politically and literally, for all species to travel about and learn about their neighbors.<br><br>And here's Jenny, bored with her life but with a fresh start in something altogether.. beastly.&nbsp; These are the adventures of Jenny as she bounces from one boyfriend to another in typical twenty-something year-old fashion.&nbsp; She has sworn to let any species that wishes have their way with her until she finds one she simply must keep for herself.<br><br><em>Please Note:&nbsp; All characters depicted in this story are above the age of 18.</em><br><br><strong>Scenario:</strong>&nbsp; Modern, Mildly Humorous, Fantasy Anthro Universe<br><br><strong>Requirements:</strong>&nbsp; Any gender partner to play an animal boyfriend.&nbsp; Short discussion beforehand to iron out the details.&nbsp; If/When a writer becomes bored with the story, they can bow out and make way for another writer with another boyfriend.</div></div></div><br><br><div class="spoiler_container"><div onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button" class="spoiler_header">Possible Boyfriend Material</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://pre02.deviantart.net/282d/th/pre/i/2015/352/9/3/2f0d0326c09377709763305e41e14886_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2pv.jpg)(http://pre10.deviantart.net/22d1/th/pre/i/2015/352/3/3/3f1a165ba153f8288eebfbe447a2f18a_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2pp.png)(http://pre15.deviantart.net/403f/th/pre/f/2015/352/8/9/6e5dbaf7685bbab424a5aa76c9778915_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2ph.jpg)(http://pre01.deviantart.net/f964/th/pre/f/2015/352/6/2/8d5a17df4b3bbc8f6a4037f52731f9af_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2pc.jpg)(http://pre01.deviantart.net/7913/th/pre/f/2015/352/7/e/33d83afc6d84340d6fbaeb3103226df7_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2p7.png)(http://pre14.deviantart.net/2943/th/pre/f/2015/352/6/0/56f5e614546f35760119de4e8b232b25_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2p0.png)(http://pre00.deviantart.net/1ffe/th/pre/f/2015/352/2/9/73bb10fc0951cafd1407682cb08fd2fd_copy_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2ou.png)(http://pre00.deviantart.net/4b00/th/pre/i/2015/352/3/1/524c657599602dc3673c894b377d3c2c_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2o8.png)(http://pre02.deviantart.net/b5ab/th/pre/f/2015/352/2/5/6021a25f18d65e305ae157641e92b94f_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2nw.jpg)(http://pre04.deviantart.net/ff27/th/pre/f/2015/352/2/6/2286843cff328002ef1911df96e6ab3e_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2no.jpg)(http://pre01.deviantart.net/4e56/th/pre/i/2015/352/e/5/a1d352b3ca8debbd7badc8aebf18f2ea_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2nh.png)(http://)(http://pre06.deviantart.net/7095/th/pre/f/2015/352/8/c/fd545fb07685a02016c74c7436cd7f48_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2mb.jpg)(http://pre05.deviantart.net/0cca/th/pre/i/2015/352/4/8/d1440db70c158f349733dc2cc0c15e81_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2mg.png)(http://orig07.deviantart.net/0461/f/2015/352/4/e/ceb2b88fd1f4a2507bdad8fb4c6e6763_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2ml.png)(http://pre02.deviantart.net/9f6c/th/pre/i/2015/352/f/b/c44c8564e5919c8b400da49471be1da2_by_thepixeldust-d9kj2mu.png)</div></div></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Beastly Boyfriends of Jenny  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>09-01-2016, 18:38:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/a95c/f/2016/009/7/1/markus_by_thepixeldust-d9naney.jpg)</div> Markus had thought that this night out was going great. After a load of paperwork that he had to get done was finally finished, which would give him the free time with the extra bit of time he had before the deadline. And he was going to enjoy the time with the human girl that he had met a few years ago before he even got the job. Markus was actually a bit of a forerunner back when the beast-kin were not as integrated into society, or that was what he said. It was true that there was some people like him - a monstrous mix of human and animal - before his being sent as an exchange between the human and beast societies, allowing the exchanges to take from the society and come back to let the shift happen easier as some of them had a great cultural difference. However, after a few long years of the woman he was currently out with - Jenny, a spunk, energetic woman with a taste for the exotic if he was to be polite - and when the integration papers were drafted, they became effective roommates because their personality clicked in that way.<br><br>Finally, the drinks from the bar had been set down for him and his friend, Markus was actuall one of the more rare beast-kin. A Dragon - as the humans seemed uninventive in their language and based them based on the animals they most closely resembled - with red interlocking scales instead of skin and white horns that had protruded from a mess of auburn hair. He had ears that resembled an exaggeration of the elves of fantasy, long and pointed, and a face with a row of sharp looking teeth concealed in a snout. His body was lean and a bit muscular - just enough as far as he was concerned - due to a small regiment he did and a simple diet that made sure he didn't gain too much extra weight. He would gorge, on occasion, but he always found the midway back. Once his clawed furget grabbed the drink and he turned, his long, thick red tail swayed behind him, the usual set smile upon his face as he returned to the drink.<br><br>"Sorry that took so long, clearly the bartender was purposefully delaying the drinks so he could drink in my presence a bit more." The Dragon had said in jest with a closed-mouth chuckle, settling Jenny's drink down upon him. His own drink was set down, he pulling the chair back out before sitting down, and taking a quick look around. The bar they ended up was actually one of the newer establishments in the mixed district. Markus had told Jenny about this place a bit ago, but neither of them could get the right time&nbsp; until now. And he was sure that the woman was ecstatic. It seemed to have gotten a patronage and a reputation for the nice looking crowd. Since it was a blended bar - some of the humans and beastkin still more than happy to be isolated and segregated - it didn't have the usual hostilities to either of them as could be expected. <br><br>Markus stirred the drink he had with the little plastic stirrer was set in the drink, his green eyes glancing this way and that, sizing up the men in the bar. Not because he was interested, but because he knew the kind of guys that Jenny took to. "So, we looking for someone a bit fuzzy, or want to silky embrace of the scaled?" Markus ended up teasing, letting his hand down to curl around the glass that contained the White Russian - a curious drink for him, sure, but he liked the blend of Kaluha in there - taking a few sips as he awaited for Jenny to explain her desires this time. He did rather pride himself on being a good wingman for her, over their time of knowing one another.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 08:32:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Jenny eyed her roommate from her lowered position on the table.&nbsp; Her small chin rested over the polished tabletop, giving her the look of a puppy waiting for its owner to return.&nbsp; She needed a drink; and she needed it half an hour ago.&nbsp; Jennifer wasn't usually the type to lean on alcohol.&nbsp; In fact, her spastic personality worked best when unhindered by beverages.&nbsp; Normally she would be bouncing off the walls, dancing with anyone that cared to, and generally flitting from place to place like the social butterfly she was.&nbsp; This week had been a drag, however.&nbsp; She'd been overwhelmed at the hospital, where she worked as a nurse, and hadn't even gotten to spend much time with her best bud.<br><br>Markus was about the only friend Jenny had.&nbsp; While she was outgoing and pleasant to be around, the girl rarely went out with the same person twice.&nbsp; It wasn't conducive to any kind of deep friendship.&nbsp; She wouldn't even have the red dragon boy if not for their living in the same apartment.&nbsp; That was a whole other set of fortuitous events in and of themselves.&nbsp; Jenny met the man and realized he was one of the first guys that didn't try to hump her in the first hour of their knowing each other.&nbsp; She was sure he was gay after that.&nbsp; Who wouldn't want to sleep with her, right?&nbsp; She was a short, green-and-black pigtailed, busty, sexually-charged human with a hunger for the male organ that few could hope to rival.&nbsp; The only way Markus resisted was surely because he didn't swing that way.&nbsp; As such, they decided to bunk together and had spent many nights&nbsp; with video games and movies.&nbsp; It was a match made in sitcom heaven.<br><br>"Don't give me that marlarky! Hand over tha booze and no one gets hurt!"&nbsp; Jenny giggled and swiped the drink from the table.&nbsp; Her sweet, southern accent mixed with her unique sense of humor was usually enough to make Markus smile.&nbsp; She liked that about him.&nbsp; Nothing she said could ever offend him.&nbsp; Taking a long, much needed pull from the glass, Jenny wiped her mouth and looked around the place.&nbsp; "Heck, I dunno. If it has a decent cock I don't care if my nose touches fur or scales. You know me."<br><br>Jenny was well aware of her, in some cases 'slutty', behavior.&nbsp; She couldn't help that she loved sex, and chose long ago not to give a damn who knew it.&nbsp; She was a picky girl, at least when it came to the type of demeanor of the guy she'd be willing to hook up with.&nbsp; The species didn't matter, as long as they were clean, nice, and didn't want to bite her face off.&nbsp; She jumped from guy to guy like a monkey in the trees, sure, but it wasn't like she didn't pay attention to personality and hygiene.&nbsp; Those jerks that thought they were god's gift to mating could fuck right off into the night.&nbsp; She only wanted to ride guys that deserved it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 10:33:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/a95c/f/2016/009/7/1/markus_by_thepixeldust-d9naney.jpg)</div> And make him smile she did. The woman as quite an entertaining spaz, as far as he was concerned. She did have an insatiable lust, but he did realize she wasn't that into him after a few days of their initial meeting. She would go after other guys she found cute with rabid abandon, but for him she merely teased and joked without actually seeming to pursue him. And that was when he figured he was just not her type. Thanks to the early revelation, it seemed as if they could connect deeper than she could with any of the menfolk she ended up bringing home. It didn't take long for him to realize that she wasn't the one to get into deep emotional relationships. After the third separate man in her bed,&nbsp; it was blatantly obvious she was one of those modern women that took hold of her sexuality and ride it - along with a few various men - into the sunset.<br><br>"Hard to tell which cocks are decent sometimes, though... So..." Markus let out, his green eyes scanning the area as if he was trying to locate something via some kind of complex draconic radar. "Hmm, doubt we'd get an approach from anyone beyond the jerkasses that think we're dating and want to one-up me. I know those kind of guys would get a nice kick in the junk so let's try to avoid that... There seems to be an older wolf by himself over by the bar, that I noticed. Quiet, contemplative. Has a bit of a gut, though. Maybe a trucker that'd be gone shortly. If you wanted a quicky..." With that comment, Markus took a drink of his alcohol to wet his whistle. There was one possibility, but someone like that would be an easy fuck-and-go, but depending how much time she wanted to waste might no be enough.<br><br>The dragon's tongue licked along the front of his pointed teeth before he snapped his fingers, "Oh, there seems something." His eyes locking to another man off to the side. "Someone got stood up." Markus said, offering a frown of realization at how that might sound. "Ah, hah... Well, see that Tiger over there?" He head nodding, "The way he's keeping his head down, the body language with how he looks up and glances about. That's the look of someone having been here a while and no one showed up. Kind of cute, eh?" He motioning his hand, casually, in an attempt to not seem to be outright pointing. The guy did seem a bit young, maybe a few years past the legal age, but actually fit. Could be that he was gay with how meek he seemed, or just the initial shy guy. But that could help make him seem a lot more appreciative if Jenny too it.<br><br>"So... I see the wolf, that tiger and I think I see me a couple of bros, if you feel like trying to convince two at once." Markus decided to nod towards another couple of people. It seemed to be a pair of quite fit males, clearly athletes and maybe one was celebrating one getting old enough to drink. One was a shaggy Dog and the other a more sleek Dog, clearly not related, so doubted there would be any insult of hitting on one, the other, or both... But that was always a wildcard with people who came together. Could get them fighting over if they didn't want to share or offer a hot chick to one or the other. <br><br>Markus tapped his index and middle finger of his left hand to the side of his snout, considering before he glanced to Jenny with a grin, "So. What you think?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>10-01-2016, 15:22:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Now there was a conundrum.&nbsp; Rarely where there three more varying choices in range.&nbsp; Well, four technically.&nbsp; But if she were going to take one of the canines, she might as well have both, right?&nbsp; After a few gulps of her beverage and an inordinate amount of brow furrowing and squinty eyes from a girl who looked more like she'd have the brain of a blonde, the choice would be clear.<br><br>There was the overweight trucker wolf.&nbsp; He wouldn't be a bad idea.&nbsp; Most women would have laughed the choice off as joke from Markus, but he knew his friend better than that.&nbsp; Jenny didn't care about looks or social status.&nbsp; That kind of stuff was for uptight college coeds.&nbsp; She was a lover of all shapes, styles, and classes.&nbsp; The thought did roll around in her head a bit, though.&nbsp; Being pushed over a semi cabin bed and railed from behind by a very thankful and pent-up blue collar worker?&nbsp; It made her tongue dance behind her teeth.&nbsp; One of the things Jenny actually enjoyed was feeling the weight of a guy on her, how she'd be forced to endure their brutal pounding until they finally exploded.&nbsp; It was one of the most exquisite feelings in the world; and a larger guy could give that kind of feeling to her every time.&nbsp; But he wasn't her final choice.<br><br>The bro doggies were more easily turned down.&nbsp; While she was sure they weren't the jock jerks most like them would seem to be, they had a lot going for them in the looks and outgoing categories.&nbsp; For one, Markus wouldn't have turned her head in that direction if he thought even for a moment they were assholes.&nbsp; He had a seventh sense for these things.&nbsp; Incidentally, his sixth sense was being able to tell precisely when Jenny was making fresh cinnamon roles in their apartment, even if he was half the city away.&nbsp; There were days when she would get a text just as she slipped the oven mitt on saying 'YOU'D BETTER SAVE ME ONE!!'&nbsp; It always made her giggle.&nbsp; She really wanted to find him a sweet guy to be with one day.&nbsp; But back on the topic of the dogs, no; they'd surely find some willing hound before the night was over on their own.<br><br>"As much as all those sound delicious, I'm going with the tiger. I'm a sucker for a broken heart. He needs some love tonight more than the others. Better a girl like me end up making him happy than trotting off with one of the others. And gracious sex is some of the best stuff out there."&nbsp; She spoke as if it were not a lewd evening out she was planning.&nbsp; Jenny took her dating seriously.&nbsp; Yes, sex was fun and she was a freaking nympho, but for her it was more about the emotion behind it than anything.&nbsp; If she could brighten some poor guy's day and satisfy her lust at least for the night, all the better.<br><br>The girl stood and drug her chair around next to Markus.&nbsp; She sat near him and set about like a military general.&nbsp; "So what's the plan of attack? Full charge? I just walk over and put myself out there?"&nbsp; Jenny thought a moment, then waved her hand.&nbsp; "Ehh, he'd probably be scared off; wonder why some hot chick just offered herself up like a poisoned steak. We could play the kindred spirit angle. You strike up a convo and mention how he looks down and that your sexy roommate is similarly depressed about something or another. Maybe then he'd think he was helping me rather than taking advantage. He might go for that.. Think he's the chivalrous type?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>11-01-2016, 01:33:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/a95c/f/2016/009/7/1/markus_by_thepixeldust-d9naney.jpg)</div> Markus would have allowed Jenny to go on with her thought process. She may not have been as good a spotter as him, it seemed, but she knew what she wanted - which was good he would be terrible at making the final decision. He managed to finish off his drink while she had gotten through the scenarios and finally seemed to pick one. His attention moved to Jenny, once more, when she settled herself next to him, chair pulled to sit next to him so that they both could look together once Markus would eyeball the person she decided on.<br><br>The Dragon's green eyes shifted to stare at the lone tiger, who was sitting by himself near the entrance, but a table away from the closest table. It took a moment as Markus had started going through some of the scenarios. What Jenny was suggesting was a bit forwards for the first option and the second one a bit deceptive. "I don't think it be good to start with that kind of lie. I mean, it may get a bit messy if we have to make up a whole backstory for all that. So, no, I don't think we should go that route." A slow grin crossed his face, turning to look to Jenny before saying, "Plus, you, depressed? That would break my heart even considering you could get like that." It was very rare when she had gotten down on herself, Markus only remember one time that she was and it really did make him feel terrible, so much so when that time passed he even forgot about what caused it, though now he was kicking himself since he had to worry about a repeat.<br><br>"But no, no... The way he is looking about, I think this might have been some kind of blind date. He looks up whenever someone enters and looking close. So... Maybe you go over there, notice him being alone. Maybe he'll think you're who he's expecting. From there, can either lie up that path or just be friendly. I mean, maybe say you could give him company until his friend shows up. I doubt she is with how nervous he looks, though." At that point, Markus was gaining another toothy grin, "That sound like an idea? I mean, I can't tell if he is the chivalrous type just by how he is looking now, but I can tell he's an all right guy. A douche wouldn't be looking that worried about things." He offering a laugh.<br><br>There was a short pause before he said, "It might also be a nice gesture to get him a drink too. He seems to have a beer that's half used, so that could be a show of good will." He pointing out the glass, "And plus, he seems like the kind of guy that would be pleasantly surprised someone would buy <em>him</em> a drink than the other way around. Wouldn't refused... Then again, I totally wouldn't if someone cute came by and offered me a drink, myself. So I might be projecting." He offering chuckle before raising his empty glass, to show off what he meant.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>12-01-2016, 15:16:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Jenny nodded along with her friend's recommendations with a hand on her chin and her lips pursed.&nbsp; The looked the part of a brilliant tactician gaining valuable knowledge from an informant or adviser.&nbsp; Once Markus had finished and gestured with his empty beverage, she snapped out of her deep thoughts and back into reality.&nbsp; "Oh, yeah of course! I'll get both. And, yeah.. the whole 'get him a drink' thing. I like that best. If I'm not going to deceive him with a depression angle, then I don't think we should go with a fake setup, either."&nbsp; Whether the dragon meant for her to get him another drink or not, Jenny's sense of hospitality drove her to that conclusion anyway.&nbsp; She popped out of her seat as if her joints were bound with rubber bands, as was her way.&nbsp; This kind of thing was usually not the way a girl with breasts possibly too big for her smaller frame should move, but she did regardless.&nbsp; It wasn't in her nature to be slow or cautious.&nbsp; Jenny prided herself on her nimbleness and agility, things that came naturally for a short girl but also benefited one so top-heavy.<br><br>A short moment later, the girl returned and handed Markus his new drink.&nbsp; "There you go, Murkymurk. Okie, so I'm a go for launch, right? Right. How do I look? Awesome, thanks!"&nbsp; Her words flew from the dark, glossy lips like bats from a cave.&nbsp; Jenny was never more nervous than when she was meeting someone new.&nbsp; But 'nervous' to the girl only translated into 'excited'.&nbsp; She didn't wait for Markus's reply to her question, since she knew he'd just say the same thing as always.&nbsp; Despite any remark he would give, she stood and looked down at herself to double-check.&nbsp; In a quick whisper, she went over her ensemble, <em>"Black tank top straight; check, fishnet over that not torn; check, wee chain on one wrist and leather on the other still intact; check, purple plaid skirt unwrinkled; check, nylons.. boots.. check, check.. boobs secure. Double check!"</em><br><br>Putting on her best smile, Jenny strode over to the tiger in question.&nbsp; Her black pigtails bobbed along atop her head trailed with green highlights.&nbsp; She swerved to the side at the last moment, opting for an approach from behind and a bit to the left; best to take him off guard she thought.&nbsp; Slide up alongside the beautiful beast, Jenny leaned over towards him with her right elbow on his shoulder.&nbsp; She smiled down at him and sat the drink on the table in front.&nbsp; "Heya! Short girl with a drink offering the handsome, yet lonely lookin' tiger some company. Does the tiger-man accept or does the short girl bebop her way back into the shadows from whence she came?"&nbsp; The girl grinned like a child told to smile in a family photo.&nbsp; Jenny generally chose whimsy over anything else.&nbsp; Starting with a chuckle was always best, in her opinion.. unless she was at a funeral.&nbsp; She learned that the hard way.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>13-01-2016, 10:22:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/a95c/f/2016/009/7/1/markus_by_thepixeldust-d9naney.jpg)</div> Of course he was asking that she get him a drink, since he did get them some not even ten minutes ago and he was hoping to get at least a bit tipsy before the end of the night. Afterall, Jenny may get laid, but he'd probably just end up getting back home and falling onto his couch and dozing until the morning. Markus wasn't that much into finding someone every night to bone, if he was to get something intimate going he'd like it to be a recurring thing... Maybe that was why he was a good wingman? He could tell those kind that would take a quick one-night-stand and not worry too much afterwards, as long as that intention was clear, anyways. The whole of the time she was gone, he was looking into the empty glass with the slight bit of liquid left in the very bottom of the glass.<br><br>Once Jenny came back from the counter, causing him to look up and set his drink down so that his hand was free for the next drink. His fingers curled around the glass and he set the rim up to manage a quick drink as Jenny asked him and appreciated the answer he didn't give. But this was usual. She knew he'd say she looked fine and if there was some kind of thing that was wrong, she was confident he would shout up to her to keep her from doing something embarrassing. So, nursing his drink that was set for him, he watched as the human went on to her newest mark, wondering which approach she would take this time and how obvious she would be to the furred guy. From his estimation he was already nervous enough, so hoped that Jenny didn't get too excitable too quickly or might scare the poor guy. At least, that was his guess.<br><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div>The tiger she approached seemed to keep his head down for the most part, hands both wrapped around the bottom of the glass that still had a bit of lager within. His golden eyes would occasionally glance up towards the door when someone entered or leave only to look down to his glass. He took a small drink before his eyes lifted at the feeling of... someone on his shoulder. At first his head would tilt up, so far he was trying to look behind him, his tail flickering behind him, as if exited before she set the drink before him while he adjusted his head to get a better look at her.<br><br>As far as he was concerned, she didn't look how he figured the girl he was meant to meet here look, but the way she spoke certainly didn't sound like she was who he was expecting at all. A light chuckle was offered, as he put a hand back, rubbing at his head before saying, "Uhm... I appreciate the drink... and compliment." He glanced back to the door before turning his attention back to the woman that approached him and said, "I don't think... Well, I couldn't just say 'no' since you came to offer... Uhm... Take a seat?" He sounding a bit unsure, though he tried to keep a smile, occasionally glancing to the side, as if he was just about to expect someone to come by and bother him, once more. He knew he should have accepted that when someone was an hour late without any kind of contact he should just... give up on them. Unless this woman <em>was</em> her and he didn't know. But she wasn't what he was told, nor expected... Admittedly, that might be a good thing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>13-01-2016, 13:09:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Jenny made a show of the man's answer by clapping her hands.&nbsp; She gave a little "Yay!" for effect and slide into the chair across from him, all smiles.&nbsp; The girl had never been with a tiger before, at least that she knew of.&nbsp; There were a couple nights when a 'stand' probably should have been considered an 'orgy', but it was dark and.. furry.. and there was no telling how many there were in a pile.&nbsp; All she knew was she had been warm and satisfied.&nbsp; Jenny beamed at the tiger for a moment.&nbsp; Her hazel eyes flit over him; from his ears to his nose to his own eyes, simply enjoying the pleasantness of his form.&nbsp; She propped her arms up on the table and rested her chin in linked fingers as she spoke.<br><br>"So I take it you're waiting on someone, right? I mean, it's kind of obvious."&nbsp; The girl smiled again, warmly this time to show that she wasn't the type to have spied beforehand but was apologizing for it anyway.&nbsp; "If she.. he?"&nbsp; She really hoped it wasn't a 'he' the tiger was waiting for.&nbsp; "-ends up coming in, you can count on me to vamoose, kay? I promise I won't harsh your groove or anything."&nbsp; With the next few words, her demeanor changed a bit.&nbsp; Jenny went from a spunky sprite to a more sultry seductress.&nbsp; Her head tilted a bit, which followed the lowering of her eyelids with a sly smile.&nbsp; "But if they don't show up.. maybe you and I could have some fun.. hmm? Name's Jenny, by the way."&nbsp; Her gaze would continue in his fashion when he replied, keeping him believing that she was in 'that' kind of frame of mind.&nbsp; Which she was.&nbsp; Nearly all of the time.&nbsp; If the man happened to be gay or simply refuse, she would become her silly self again and either just keep him company or respectfully leave altogether.&nbsp; Jenny wasn't one to place all her bets on one horse (though she was looking forward to a horse one day.. just imagining the size of-).&nbsp; She knew there would be some strike outs here and there, but always went right back up to bat.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 06:50:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> The energy of the woman was a bit astounding to the Tiger, he keeping his eyes to her, when she ended up taking a seat. He took the moment to size her up. She was a small woman, human - obviously - but was rather top-heavy, if he had to mark anything. The hair was a natural black, but the highlights he was curious about. He never dyed his own hair - it would look silly - but he did find such a thing interesting, especially when one went from such a dark natural color to something as vibrant as what this girl had. In fact, he might have seemed a bit overfocused on it, his golden eyes looking over the green section until she spoke, which ended up snapping him out of the haze.<br><br>"Huh?" The tiger let out first, before his ears flicked as if switching on and allowing him to seem to recall what she actually was saying. "Oh... Obvious? Well... I am..." He said, looking back to the door, "Or was, I suppose. It's been over an hour..." When the woman seemed to basically ask if it was a <em>he</em> the Tiger just shook his head, chuckling, "Oh! No, no... It's... a she..." He seeming to make sure she knew he wasn't waiting on any friends or... at very least wasn't gay. The switch of her look, though, did cause him to blink. He shifted a bit uncomfortably, wondering if this woman <em>was</em> who he was expecting, but just decided to mess with him. It was a human, after all. And meant to be a blind thing, but... why would she lie if it was?<br><br>"Jenny..." He repeated, seeming to recall that name not being what he was thinking of. Close, though. Gina, if he recalled right. A strike of realization came over his face, shortly, him then giving an, "Oh!" Before standing and letting his hand out, quickly, causing his chair to screech against the ground a bit, causing a few looks. "I'm Trace!" He offered, hand still stretched out, half-bent over the table with his other hand gripping at the edge. His tail even seemed to sway a bit like it had a life of its now, as he waited for some kind of acknowledgement before saying anything more, he just offering a nervous, grinning smile, wondering if he was already making a fool of himself...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 07:51:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; A warmth of joy spread across the girl when the tiger said he had been waiting an hour.&nbsp; Surely that meant Jenny was in the clear to bring the big man in for a landing.&nbsp; As that warm joy flicked over her tummy and finally settled between her legs, she squirmed a bit.&nbsp; It had been a week or so since she'd had any company, and her body felt like it was about to force her from the chair to lunge at her new friend.&nbsp; She could tell he was trying to figure her out, which was a given in that kind of situation.&nbsp; Any man that wasn't weary about a strange, attractive girl approaching them for certain activities wasn't someone she wanted to be with.&nbsp; The way he nearly leapt to his feet and thrust out his hand surprised her, though.<br><br>"D'ah!"&nbsp; Jenny's eyes widened and she sat back in the chair suddenly.&nbsp; For a moment she thought he was pouncing on her for his dinner.&nbsp; When he stopped short with his hand out, she calmed immediately.&nbsp; "Heh.. Trace. I like it."&nbsp; The girl accepted Trace's big, powerful paw, shaking it with a smile matching his own.&nbsp; The first thought in her naughty head was <em>'Trace, huh? I'd like to trace his cock with my tongue. Rawr!'</em>&nbsp; After the pleasantries were out of the way, she returned to her earlier offer.&nbsp; "So since your lady friend doesn't seem to want to show, maybe I could keep you company for the night. Maybe.. someplace more private..?"&nbsp; Again, she set her dark eyes on the man that would come as close as possible to beating him over the head with a sign that said <em>'Fuck me!'</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 08:10:16</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Trace accepted the shake, closing his - signifcantly larger - hand around hers and shaking. Despite even being bent over, she could see he was quite a large man. He was tall, with broad shoulders, which were rounded and seemed to be naturally muscular for his kind. She'd also notice the lack of fur on the palms of them and the fact he was sweaty there, perhaps from nervousness. So, with himself satisfied with the introduction, he moved to sit down, his tail flailing a bit before he sat, fully, to make sure it wasn't crushed. He took a deep breath, looking over to the side and said, "Well, it's a shame. One of my other friends went to set her up with me and this was the best place, since it's more mixed company..." He shook his head looking back to her, smiling, "And... Uhm... <em>More Private</em>?" He questioning it.<br><br>Trace was starting to feel a bit worried, now. He wanted to ask if she was a prostitute at this point, but didn't want to insult her... He was worried that was all it was. She wanted some money out of a lonely, stood up guy. But he looked to the side and figured he may be able to get the implication that he'd not be paying for anything with something else. "Well... I wouldn't really have anywhere to go... I didn't bring any cash... I mean, for a room or anything..." He putting his hand to the back of his head, chuckling nervously. He hoped she wouldn't be insulted... Or maybe she was just a horny girl that didn't mind finding a place without a bed for a good time, the eyes he glanced back to on occasion did seem to shout more <em>'fuck me'</em> than <em>'pay me'</em>. Not to mention she got <em>him</em> a drink. Someone looking to get money wouldn't do that... "But..." He decided to get a bit bolder, "If you wanted, I know somewhere private... It's not indoors, though." He offering a quiet cough. He was going to take the other girl there for a nice evening out, but since she didn't come...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 08:29:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; And THERE is was.. that look of <em>'Oh, god.. am I being set up here?'</em>&nbsp; Big macho douchebags would just assume their natural masculinity attracted females like her.&nbsp; The type of guy Jenny liked to make happy had a moment of apprehension.&nbsp; It was how she could tell they were sweet and smart.&nbsp; Those were the ones that deserved her company.&nbsp; Not that she was narcissistic in any way, she just knew she had the kind of body and attitude a lot of guys liked.&nbsp; Jenny had a bad habit of falling into depression from time to time actually.&nbsp; It was moments like this, just meeting someone new even before being intimate, that kept her happy and smiling week after week.&nbsp; And Markus backing her up in 2-player games.&nbsp; That helped, too.<br><br>"Well, first off.. I can tell you're worried a bit."&nbsp; Jenny sat back with a grin and put her palms up in a show of nonaggression.&nbsp; "I'm not here to trap you or get money out of your nice, tight jeans."&nbsp; Her eyebrows jumped with that last remark.&nbsp; "I'm a nurse as St. Mercy's downtown. I just," she said shrugging, "know how I like to have a good time. And I don't care what people think of me. So chill out, kay?"&nbsp; After a warm, reassuring smile, the girl leaned back into the hunt.&nbsp; "So not indoors, hurm? Now THAT gets me riled up.. Gonna show me a wild time, tiger-man?"&nbsp; Now was about the time subtlety gathered his coat and hat, paid his bar tab, and got a taxi to ferry his drunk arse home, because Jenny was ready to play.&nbsp; She stared at Trace with the look of a predator while her tongue slipped out and ran across her upper lip.&nbsp; If he wasn't sure how bad she wanted it before, he damn sure would now.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 09:09:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> The way that the woman looked to him did make him a bit uncomfortable. It was like she was staring right into his very being... Like she knew who he was even if she only just met him not ten minutes ago. Maybe she knew someone like him, or did this before? Was she a sex-hound of some kind that did this frequently? And if so, why did she come to him? He didn't feel like the biggest most hunky guy before, even looking around the bar seeing quite a few guys that he figured she'd go for before him. Despite this, she seemed to be very confident in herself and confident it was <em>him</em> she wanted. Maybe this was an elaborate ruse to tease the poor guy, but if he lead her, it would mean that she wouldn't have guys waiting to mug him... Though he did realize taking a girl out into a hidden spot in the woods might sound very suspicious...<br><br>Trace came out of his daze of realizing he was probably speaking like a creeper when she started speaking directly to him, again. His attention was quite focused on her face, keeping eye contact to remain polite despite the lewd implications that she was slinging towards him. His face even heated up, at the idea that she was quite focused on his jeans... "A.. nurse?" He questioned, the stereotypical nurse was definitely not like her. Then again, he recalled a certain pigtailed villainess that didn't look bad in a nurse outfit while keeping high energy. He did just hope there wasn't a Mr. J. around. "Ah... Okay, I'm chill... Loose." He said, waving his hands before deciding now was a good time to take a long drink from the beer before him, to show he was trying to be relaxed.<br><br>A sigh came from him when Jenny spoke about his suggestion. He blinked, lowering his head back to her and offered a smile. "I... Well... If you want... We can finish our drinks - a light buzz to help, but not hamper - and I can show you where it is. I mean... You wouldn't be leaving a car or anything, right?" Afterall, he didn't want her to get stranded at the time. The way that her tongue licked over her lips did make her shutter and actually realize this didn't seem like a trick. And if it was this woman deserved an Emmy for her performance. <br><br><hr><div class="floatright">(http://orig09.deviantart.net/a95c/f/2016/009/7/1/markus_by_thepixeldust-d9naney.jpg)</div>Markus, though, did keep attention on everything and saw the licking of lips from Jenny. As far as he was concerned, that was the signal. He stretched out, having sat for a bit, now, before grabbing his coat. It was still warm so he didn't put it on, just hang it over his arm. Since everything was already paid, he would just move off, giving a wave to Jenny - behind the Tiger - and then putting his hand up, asking her to call him once she can. He heading on out the door, to leave the woman to her fun.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 09:43:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; <em>'Finally,'</em> she thought, <em>'just freakin' relax, dude!'</em>&nbsp; Jenny liked the mild hesitation, but she wasn't one to force a guy into sex.&nbsp; There was a delicate balance between being guarded on the surface and just putting up a wall.&nbsp; Trace was just about to set off Jenny's warning bells before he sat back and took a pull from his drink.&nbsp; She gave a sigh herself, happy that she'd not have to apologize and just leave him to his apprehension.&nbsp; Trace was big, furry, and by all appearances strong.&nbsp; Those were all traits she simply adored in a guy she was about to have hunched over her and growling.<br><br>A flash of red behind Trace made Jenny glance over for just a moment.&nbsp; She noticed Markus leaving, which was fortuitously timed with the tiger's question of her transportation.&nbsp; Jenny craned her neck to look over Trace and waved, making sure her new friend noticed.&nbsp; "Not at all. My ride is headed out for the night. Guess he didn't score. Heh.."&nbsp; Jenny smirked and pulled out her cell to show Trace.&nbsp; "Once you show me this super-romantic place of yours, you can either give the pretty lady a nice escort home, or I can just call Markus to grab me somewhere. I'm flexible."&nbsp; Jenny's smirk only broadened as her eyes cut up to Trace, making him believe she meant more than one definition for 'flexible'.<br><br>Jenny sat back herself, not bothering to cross her arms over the blatant mounds on her chest.&nbsp; She reached over the table and grabbed the tiger's drink she'd bought, since the girl didn't have one of her own.&nbsp; Jenny tipped it up and downed at least half of what was left before handing it back.&nbsp; She waited a second before gesturing to the glass.&nbsp; "Well? Finish 'er off so you can start on me, big fella'!"&nbsp; While her words were verging on crass, the warmth of her smile said she only meant it all as friendly prods.&nbsp; Jenny didn't like to think of herself as pushy or overly slutty.&nbsp; Just.. hot and bothered.. most of the time.. all of the time.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 10:02:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> Trace was curious when she commented about the ride heading home, he wondering if she came with a brother, maybe? But then he missed the sight of the man that, apparently, left. He shifted a bit, kind of hoping this wasn't some kind of cuckolding thing. He'd feel a bit guilty getting fresh with someone else's girlfriend or wife or something, even if it was expected in their relationship. However, she seemed to be all excited about this implied action, so, why should he be so concerned. He offered a smile before saying, "Well, I am sure I will be able to get you home safe and sound." He then wondering, maybe, if things went well... and she was off the next day maybe take a bit of time to his place... He chuckling in his own head at the thought of rolling in the grass and then bringing a girl home for a second round. It wasn't a bad thing to have happen.<br><br>When she took the drink, he blinked, realizing she didn't have her own, so allowed her. She did seem ready to go. Once she set it back down, he would take the drink as she egged him on, pulling it up and draining the glass before he stood up.&nbsp; After that, Trace moved to her side of the table and offered up his arm. He offered a large, toothy grin, showing himself having become a bit more comfortable and quite anticipatory of the woman's clothes coming off at this point. "It's a short drive and a small walk afterwards, hope you don't mind... But it's a nice view."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 10:26:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; "Awesome! Won't have to call in my roommate for pickup service, then."&nbsp; Jenny beamed again, but refused to acknowledge the whole 'safe and sound' thing.&nbsp; She preferred to return home the next day in all honesty, and rather mildly battered and dazed.&nbsp; She was a small girl, but could get just as rough as the big boys.&nbsp; In fact it was usually the bigger guys that insisted they stop for a breather!&nbsp; Standing and straightening her skirt, Jenny smiled up at Trace.&nbsp; She took his arm, hugging the fur-covered muscle to her bust tight.&nbsp; Just the feel of his soft pelt on her cleavage was enough to drive her up a wall!&nbsp; Jenny let out a soft little shuddering sigh that was more like a pressure release valve than anything else.<br><br>As the couple made their way outside into the night air, Jenny moved even closer.&nbsp; She loved the warmth of Trace's big body with the crisp coolness around the rest of her.&nbsp; She couldn't wait to see what feeling his hot fur all over her would be like!&nbsp; As they approached a modest, two-door vehicle, Jenny pulled away and made a rather silly scene.&nbsp; "O-M-G! Is that a Nissan?! I thought only rich people drove those!! EEP! And factory wheels!? Omigawd, take me now you STUD!!"&nbsp; She gave a smirk as her door was opened for her rather chivalrously.&nbsp; "I'm just playin', sweetie. I drive a third-hand Vespa with more stickers covering rust spots than pink paint. So really you've got more luxury than I do."&nbsp; Jenny giggled as she slid into the car, looking around at the insides like a kid.&nbsp; Just as the door shut, she squealed "CUP HOLDERS!! Oh, BABY!!"&nbsp; Finally she broke down into a giggling fit before Trace got into the driver's seat.&nbsp; Much to say her excited puppy side was starting to show.. just a little bit.&nbsp; At least she wasn't nervously gnawing on the seat or wetting herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 10:48:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> <em>Oh good, it was just a roommate...</em> Trace thought to himself, though found Markus an odd girl's name... Or maybe it was a gay guy she bunked with? He decided to go the most comfortable route and say that was it. When she took his arm in hers and pressed it against the bared flesh of his cleavage he felt a slight pang of nervousness again. No woman has ever been this... forward with him. He kind of liked it. The way he felt wanted, for once, rather than being the pursuer, as he wasn't really the kind to go too far out of his way. Mainly because he felt his game just wasn't there. He wasn't that kind of guy to be able to exude the raw testosterone filled manliness that made any girls panties drop. But Jenny here, well... She knew what she liked and that was a very good indicator as far as he was concerned. Maybe she wouldn't mind if he did get a bit more into things than he would figure most average woman would allow on a first-night fucking?<br><br>Once Jenny came out and Trace lead him to the car she just seemed to flip out a bit. But at what? His car? She had to be pulling his leg. It wasn't even a fancy new-year version. When she mentioned factory wheels, it became obvious it was a joke. He had to hold in his laughter, scrunching his face as if he had some delightfully sour piece of candy in his mouth. "Well, how could I not? Clearly the car shows I'm just a womanizer all the way." He managed to say, taking open the door and holding it for her. He grinned and said, "It's fine, I could tell. And over the top can be quite fun. Totally not an innuendo, B-T-Dubs." He let out, closing the door when she got inside.<br><br>While the drive was short, he wanted to get to know something real quick as he went along the road. Turning to the appropriate street he decided to ask - with headlight on of course - "So... Why did you stop by me and not anyone else. I mean. I'm flattered, but... curious. You know? As by me sitting at the table by myself, no one decided to come over until you did... Most people just ignore a poor lonely sod."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 11:06:40</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Jenny had that crazy-eyed look when he mentioned innuendo.&nbsp; If he wanted innuendo, she'd give him a full dose!&nbsp; But&nbsp; this guy seemed a bit more on the nervous side, like he didn't get much tail this easily.&nbsp; Well, true, she was probably the easiest ANYONE got it.&nbsp; Even so, a stud like this jungle cat surely nailed a nice piece on occasion just from his looks alone!&nbsp; She could see a few return trips once paired with his sweet personality.&nbsp; The thought of sneaking her hand into his lap while they drove crossed her mind, but again she didn't want to push things with Trace.&nbsp; He was being the perfect gentleman, and she respected that.&nbsp; It became even more apparent when they stopped.&nbsp; Jenny decided to put her quirky, giggly side to rest a moment and give the guy an honest answer.<br><br>The girl turned to the side, letting her head rest to the left as she looked at him.&nbsp; The softness of her eyes complimented the crooked smile of a girl that had a heart of gold.&nbsp; She rarely let this part of her loose on a guy she just met, but Trace had earned a rest from the bouncy Jen.&nbsp; Her voice was slower and gentler than it had been all night, which she hoped conveyed the sense of honesty she wanted him to hear.&nbsp; "I just.. you looked like you deserved some fun, Trace. I don't mean to come off as some slutty chick that just nails anyone she sees for the fun of it. Not that I think you thought of me that way!"&nbsp; She put a hand up before he managed some reply to contradict her possibly offensive statement.&nbsp; "I like sex, like.. a lot. And I don't want a long-term relationship, so it's got to come from somewhere, right? And I definitely don't want to give it up to some asshole bro jock type that thinks he's god's gift to sorority girls. Yes, I like to fuck, but I also like sweet, respectful guys that deserve a friggin' break. Am I right to believe you're that type of guy or am I meowing up the wrong tree?"&nbsp; Jenny poked him playfully in the bicep a few times as she added, "Huh? Huh?? Amiright??"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 11:22:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> He kept on the road while he let her take the time to process his question and give an appropriate answer. The turn of her was rather surprising, he had to admit. She went from bubbly to sultry to excitable to sincere with relative ease. It was like she kept her heart on her sleeve at all times, not afraid to show the emotions that she was experiencing or wanted others to see. He could see why some others might like her, as he was one in such a camp. Not to mention the way she spoke, honestly, openly and with a tone that actually made him feel complimented if not a bit humbled - but in a good way - he couldn't help but think that he didn't just want to get in her pants, at this point, but satisfy the fuck out of her as an appreciation.<br><br>By the time she finished, they were already at a spot, parked just by a wooded area, before he looked over to her, gaining a grin that was less the nervous kind and more the determined at this point. His confidence boosted, the woman seeming more attractive just for what she was saying - especially the idea she wouldn't just go after those dude-bro types, such hatred of them - he was practically ready to jump her right there. The car wasn't big enough, though, so he had to stave it off a bit. "So... I'd like to think you're right. A short walk from here, but... if you want, I could totally carry you up to the spot." He spoke, moving to get out of the car and seemed to have run around the be able to open the door for her, before she even tried to from the inside, he standing there with the door open and continuing what he was saying, "But either way I'll make sure you're quite glad you came with me... Again with more innuendos." He then offering a laugh, not even feeling nervous anymore, just... rather bothered. But in a way that would be remedied shortly.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 11:32:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Once more, Jenny's demeanor changed at the drop of a hat.&nbsp; Hearing the car turn off and Trace announce their arrival, she brightened up and clapped enthusiastically.&nbsp; "Oh, yay!!"&nbsp; The girl was nearly bouncing in her seat as her door was opened.&nbsp; She leapt from the seat to her feet, then pushed up heavily against the wild cat.&nbsp; "You can totally carry me, big guy. But the way I want you to.."&nbsp; Jenny just looked up at him grinning for a moment, just to let him get some crazy idea in head about what she wanted.&nbsp; Before he could reply, she pounced!<br><br>The girl scaled Mount Trace like a professional, pulling on his neck with a hand and wrapping her short legs around his waist.&nbsp; She came eye-to-eye with his gorgeous feline portals and growled hotly.&nbsp; "Giddy-up, sexy."&nbsp; Her head sank into his, lips crushing against lips.&nbsp; Jenny's arms wrapped around Trace's head, cradling it like a precious treasure while her fingers sank into his fur.&nbsp; "Mmmmmm," she purred as her tongue flicked at him, begging for entry.&nbsp; The girl's hips bucked at his, trying desperately to feel his bulge come rising up to great her.&nbsp; Subtlety was now out of the taxi and safely home.&nbsp; He'd fallen onto his couch, passing out completely for the next several hours.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 11:45:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> "Gah!?" Was what he managed to get out before finding his lips assaulted by her own. He was trying to be suave and sexy, but this really threw him off. He stumbled back a bit before realizing what was happening. And once he did, the Tiger let his hands down, grabbing at her ass to keep her balanced where she was. His breath came out hotly as he was trying to identify which was he was supposed to go. It was difficult with a woman's tongue coming out and trying to push down his throat. That's not even to mention the obvious protrusion in his pants from her high energy, positioning and movement.<br><br>Trace only managed to carry her a few turns into the woods before he found himself pinning her back against one of the treetrunks. "D-Damn it..." He muttered out, pulling back a bit before panting out, golden eyes focused on it. "Fuck the spot, I need to fuck you right now." He said, hotly, him trying to keep her up with one hand, focused on balancing her while his other did his best to try and undo his belt and jeans, fumbling a bit as he was shaking a bit more at this point. He was horny as hell thanks to Jenny's teasings, tongue and everything. Eventually, though he said, "S-Sorry, might have to set you down to get these damn jeans off." in a low, almost embarrassed voice, feeling his cheeks heat up, feeling a bit less manly at the fact he couldn't even get his jeans undone with a handful of woman, though he was sure this would have been difficult even for someone more experienced than him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 13:06:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Muffled giggles filled the air as Trace became horribly unbalanced.&nbsp; Jenny knew it wasn't her size or weight that through him off, but her ravenous appetite!&nbsp; She loved taking guys off guard and showing them how sexually aggressive a girl could be for a change.&nbsp; Her body never stopped moving even when the tiger nearly toppled over.&nbsp; If he had, she would only ride him all the way down and see it as an accomplishment!&nbsp; There was a few seconds where she thought his game might have been thrown off by her sudden attack.&nbsp; Clearly it wasn't a problem, since his next words were those of a man finally letting his animal side out!<br><br>"Fuck yessss," she yelled in reply when her back hit the tree trunk.&nbsp; It was just the kind of outdoors activity she was looking forward to; fucked ragged against a tree right out in the open!&nbsp; There was only a minor setback to overcome, however.&nbsp; Jenny knew all too well the restrictions of a pair of tight jeans on a man in a state such as Trace was experiencing.&nbsp; And she was more than happy to assist.&nbsp; Her small body sank to her feet as she was let go, but continued down to her knees.&nbsp; The grass was cool and soft against her fishnetted skin.<br><br>"Oh, I got it!"&nbsp; Jenny applied her deft hands to the matter, making short work of the zipper and button.&nbsp; Trace had already managed the buckle himself.&nbsp; The girl didn't even wait for the clothing to fall to the ground before she went wandering for her prize.&nbsp; This was the position she wanted first, anyway.&nbsp; On her knees in front of a desperately horny man-animal was nothing short of absolute heaven for her.&nbsp; "MMmmm, god yes!!"&nbsp; Hefting a large, pink, serpent of a cock, Jenny licked her lips one last time just to lubricate them.&nbsp; She leaned in, feeling the tip of Trace's dick tap her tongue.&nbsp; The taste was just as wild as she knew it would be.&nbsp; As her glossy lips closed around the throbbing head, she inhaled a deep whiff of the man's musk.&nbsp; It was so intoxicating her eyes rolled back into her head.&nbsp; Another "MMMmmm!" of satisfaction growled from her throat as she started to suck him in an inch at the time.&nbsp; Her hunger was never more overtaking than in that very moment.&nbsp; There was a chance even his powerful arms wouldn't be able to pry her away before she swallowed him whole!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 14:50:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> When he went to set her down, it seemed that Jenny was quite ahead of him, slipping herself down from his grip and actually sliding down for more than to just help him with the pants. He was also kind of glad she didn't get smacked by the belt buckle on the way down. That would have been embarrassing... And a little bit funny, but would ruin the mood, no doubt. However, that was all put aside when she got to her knees and then managed to do what he failed, getting the zipper down and button pulled out. And it didn't even see if she cared to even get his pants down, instead seeming to fish out his cock, pulling it up through his boxers without any trouble, as he was already fully prepared for her attention.<br><br>Trace's eyes were looking down to the black haired head of the human as he stood there with his cock out for her. Once her excited phrase came out, showing the appreciation for the tool he had been packing. His hand came down, being settled upon her head when her tongue came up to lap at his cock. Or least that was how he interpreted it with his lustfilled brain until he felt her lips finally close around his member. At this point, his brain was a haze of firing neurons. Trace wanted desperately to just thrust into that already warm, wet hole she offered, but his sensibilities were kept just enough to not start fucking her face right there. His breath was heavy, however and his fingers closed along, grabbing at her hair as he growled out once she managed to pull all of him into her hungering maw.<br><br>"F-Fuck... Jenny. " Trace managed to exhale out, trying to gain his mind in a proper place to be able to suggest or converse about something. "Don't... Don't worry 'bout goin' easy." The Tiger eventually went ahead to dare. Hell, the woman admitted to liking sex in the car. And it showed to be an obvious truth when as soon as he suggested he had trouble she, not only moved to help him, but immediately went for sucking his cock. Though the back of his mind was starting to nag that he needed to be careful with a woman like Jenny, but his primal, sex-craving lizard brain started punching that more reasonable part into the shadows so that it could control and make him start going more wild that he was permitted with the others girls he managed to get with.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 15:34:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Hearing her name being called in a groan was standard.&nbsp; Jenny continued feeding herself the thick member as Trace got used to her fast-paced style of intimacy.&nbsp; The going easy part was what caught her attention.&nbsp; Usually she was worried about guys going too easy on HER.&nbsp; Having a guy say not to take it easy while she's blowing him was definitely something new!&nbsp; It meant he could really take some stimulation without immediately blowing his first load right down her throat.&nbsp; Jenny took this as a challenge.&nbsp; She slowed just enough to make him look down at her.&nbsp; When he did, she stared back up like a snake staring at a mouse.&nbsp; It was ironic, given her position.<br><br>Without warning, the girl wrapped her slender arms around the tiger's body and buried her fingers into his boxer-clothed ass.&nbsp; She pulled him into her face hard, managing to shove at least half his length into her throat!&nbsp; "MMMMMMM!!"&nbsp; The girl moaned as her face tensed with the intensity of taking such a beast.&nbsp; She continued to tighten her grip, however.&nbsp; Her back fell against the tree for support, still trying to cram more of the delicious meat into her mouth.&nbsp; Her arms pumped back and forth, as if begging him to fuck her face until he was as deep as possible.&nbsp; She was determined to show him just how hard she could make it on him to hold his own!
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 16:48:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> Or it meant he was overconfident or bluffing, but he could have a case of all three, depending on just how good she was. When her arms wrapped around him and she practically pulled him to her, he realized just how serious Jenny was about things, or rather how it put a new perspective for Trace. When Jenny had managed to get half his cock buried down her throat, he released an almost pitiful whimper as he sucked his breath in before letting out a heavy groan. <em>Wasn't prepared for that...</em> He thought to himself, not managing to get the words out, he a bit frazzled due to the suddenness, but recovering once he felt the woman seeming to push and pull his hips based on the hands that seemed to dig into his ass. A low, growl came as his brain clicked into what she was trying to imply. And if she didn't mean it, then she would be as surprised as he was when she seemed to hilt his cock to her mouth. He doubted, though, that she would be surprised by anything sex-related.<br><br>Jenny would manage to feel the second hand come to her head, fingers curling through her hair before he just let his desires take over, silencing that niggling voice in the back of his head to be gentle. Trace would then pull back when she next seemed to pull at him, before just pushing her head down, while simultaneously thrusting into her mouth. The Tiger grunted out as he pushed his furred pelvis to her face, allowing her to feel the tickle of the white fur of his underbelly along her nose. And without even a second passing by, he pulled back his hips, even pulling back her head from the gripped hair. After the repositioning of her head, he tried to hold her still while he started thrusting himself forwards, again, letting her feel the fabric of his boxers slap up at her chin - his balls still hidden behind them - before pulling back, once more, his eyes focusing down upon her with tongue slightly out of his panting mouth.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>14-01-2016, 17:04:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; Surprised wasn't the word for it.&nbsp; 'Overwhelmed' seemed far better to describe Jenny's predicament as she felt fur-lined pads grip her small head.&nbsp; She expected him to follow through and shove more of his girth past her lips, but never in such a brutal manner!&nbsp; It was.. <em>amazing!</em>&nbsp; Jenny's eyes bulged as she watched the stomach of her new friend advance.&nbsp; Her throat gave way as the semi truck of Trace's dick barreled down her slim tunnel.&nbsp; "FFMMMMMM," she groaned as her airways were completely cut off with the long, hard rod of flesh.&nbsp; Luckily he pulled back immediately, allowing her the moment to breathe in through her nose.&nbsp; The next time, she was ready for his momentum.<br><br>Back and forth he beat her face with his crotch, filling her mouth with what she desired.&nbsp; Each time he bottomed out, she could feel his heavy balls slam into her chin regardless of the cloth boxers they were still inside.&nbsp; "GLCK! GLCK! GLCK!"&nbsp; Jenny made a gurgling, choking sound as he railed her face, forcing her body to react against him.&nbsp; Despite how she sounded, the girl was out of her mind with happiness!&nbsp; One of her hands retreated to the tree trunk, holding like someone's hand giving her moral support.&nbsp; Her other slid up Trace's check, gripping his shirt in a gesture of longing.&nbsp; She wanted this so badly it drove her insane!<br><br>When the beat finally pulled back and held, Jenny turned her head.&nbsp; There was a popping sound as the tiger's erection came free of her lips.&nbsp; "GUH! Huh! Huh! F-FUCK me, Trace! .. PLEASE fuck me!!"&nbsp; She hadn't the strength to get to her feet immediately, but stared up at him as her chest heaved to gather oxygen.&nbsp; She was sure she looked exactly like the cum-hungry slut-puppy she had told him not moments ago that she wasn't!&nbsp; Saliva ran down the corners of her mouth.&nbsp; Black mascara trailed down her cheeks with tears from her intense face-fucking.&nbsp; Jenny mimicked her attacker's tongue-lolling, though looked much more like a bitch in heat than he.&nbsp; Her panty-less womanhood clenched over and over, long since ready to be pounded and railed by the tiger.&nbsp; Once more she begged him, "please," as both her hands held his shirt in pleading.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>18-01-2016, 07:31:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> Trace's eyes were closed, at this point, thrusting into her hungering maw for his cock. When Jenny's hand moved up to grip at his shirt, his attention was broken a bit, wondering if that was a plea for him to slow down, or something else. His golden hues managed to look down to the green-and-black hair of the woman whose mouth he was still thrusting into, albeit at a slower pace. It seemed that once he pulled back, however, she had managed to pull her head up enough to let his cock pop out from her mouth, slick with the spittle from her watering mouth, before hearing her shout out in a way that wasn't even begging for him to fuck her, but that sounded more like a utter demand. Which was just as hot, either way, for him.<br><br>When Trace noticed that Jenny did seem to have a bit of trouble getting to her feet - empowered with the way that a woman was demanding of his raw sexuality - he let his hands down to her shoulders and pulled her up, at first, before pushing her back against the tree. When his hands were still on her shoulders, his head lowered, tongue out to licking along her neck, his teeth nipping at the tender flesh there before he let one hand down, pushing it between her legs, but not just stopping with a hand. He pushed his arm forwards, before lifting up her left leg with his right arm, letting it slide so that his forearm was at the back of her knee, trying to position her for best possible exposure.<br><br>After a moment for this positioning, Trace side-stepped, trying to get himself set, now. The tiger pulled himself back from her neck and then set his eyes down her body. His mouth remained open as he panted, his left hand coming down to grab at his rock-hard cock. Fidgeting with anticipation, it was initially frustrating as his cock rubbed against her wanting lips before a growl came out with a thrust as he managed to push past her entrance with a ferocity of a carnivore who had been in a rut for who-know-how-long. And once he managed to push himself up into her - their pelvises meeting so she could feel the soft fur rubbing up against her crotch - Trace's hand that guided himself to her entrance moved to her other leg, so that he could hold up both, and thrust into her as the tree worked as a point of leverage for her body.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>31-01-2016, 12:23:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; A small grin came to the near-exhausted Jenny as she was hauled up by her shoulders.&nbsp; It was usual for her mates to be larger and stronger than she, which she loved.&nbsp; Not that a smaller guy wasn't fun, it was just so much more intense when it was some big, powerful beast railing her relentlessly.&nbsp; The feel of his mouth on her neck was a sudden surprise, but a very welcome one. <br><br>"OOoooohh!! Fffffuck.."&nbsp; Her whispered moan accompanied the flutter of her eyelashes.&nbsp; Jenny was in heaven; pushed against a tree like an animal, anticipating a brutal fucking, and the tenderness of a wildcat at her flesh.&nbsp; She sank into that feeling, letting the tiger do as he pleased with her body.&nbsp; She needed it was much as he did, despite her receiving the same type of attention at least twice a week.<br><br>Then it struck..&nbsp; "AAHH!! NNNNHHHHH!!"&nbsp; Her pained howl cut through the forest like a flying axe.&nbsp; But as quickly as she sounded like a wounded animal, Jenny gave the soft mewl of a content kitten.&nbsp; She reached around Trace, hugging his neck while her head rubbed in the fur of his collar.&nbsp; Her legs remained happily in his arms, while wrapping around to pull his body closer into her.&nbsp; That first long thrust was nearly always the best.&nbsp; Her womanhood had no choice but to part and make way for the girth of a man that wouldn't stop for anything.&nbsp; Jenny breathed whenever possible, as her small body was being ravaged.&nbsp; "Y-yes..! Fuck, yesssssss!!"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Quinz128</strong> on <strong>01-02-2016, 08:09:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig00.deviantart.net/a6c0/f/2016/013/8/8/trace_by_thepixeldust-d9ns9n9.jpg)</div> The Tiger couldn't help but just thrust wildly into the small human, pushing all the way into her so that his fur tickled at her sex before retreating and he thrusting deep into her warm, wet sex. His mouth opened, expelling heated breath along Jenny's neck and shoulder as he started thrusting into her and pulling back and thrusting once more as if this was the last pussy his cock would be able to fill. Each thrust and retreat caused her back to rub against the rough bark of the tree while his tail flailed behind him from the excitement of, while he started muttering out "Fuck..." multiple times like some kind of mantra, his eyes closed as he kept himself at a quick, but patterned pace to keep himself from spilling out from her.<br><br>A growl came from Trace as he shifted a bit and practically ordered her to, "Hold... Hold onto the tree." Opening one of his golden eyes to see if she would comply, while also pulling her lower body up further. His arms, still hooking her legs, would lift, flexing strongly as he got her hips from an acute angle from the tree to practically be perpendicular. Those large, strong Tiger hand gripped at her waist as he lifted her up, trying to keep her from falling from the support of the tree, even though it might not be the most comfortable position for her. Despite that, he would have an easier time just pushing into her, focusing on his own movements rather than having her bounce off of his hips with each thrust.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Beastly Boyfriends  ((PixelDust + Quinz128))</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Scylla</strong> on <strong>06-02-2016, 10:36:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://orig08.deviantart.net/e00f/f/2016/009/e/b/jenny01_by_thepixeldust-d9na3v2.jpg)</div>&nbsp; "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"&nbsp; Her curses came in time with the thrusts into her body.&nbsp; Jenny was nearing orgasm at a rapid pace.&nbsp; The feel of being skewered and run through over and over had long since gotten to her.&nbsp; She leaned her head back, ready to cry out- but then they were shifting position.&nbsp; "Unnnggh," she protested in more of a moaning sexual way than anything negative.<br><br>The girl gripped the tree as she was asked, still on the verge of release and wondering what her latest escort had in mind.&nbsp; Just as Jenny felt she was about to fall, her eyes bulged from the intensity of Trace's first full, deep plunge.&nbsp; "UNNHH!! FUCK!!"&nbsp; Her shout echoed as she struggled to keep herself from bending and falling to the ground.&nbsp; For as long as she could, it was one of the most unique ways she'd been fucking in a long time.&nbsp; her body was right in line with the tiger's thick cock, taking him over and over while she once again felt her orgasm build.<br><br>Suddenly there was a surge through Jenny's body.&nbsp; She couldn't hold herself back any longer.&nbsp; "AAAAHHHHHHH!!"&nbsp; The girl's stomach tensed again and again, forcing her sex to squeeze Trace's dick as he continued.&nbsp; Her body wouldn't let her do anything but yell and hold on to both the tree and her lover for a long moment.
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