In All Her Glory
A smutty little piece that popped into my head when I saw this amazing pic of a voluptuous polar bear gal and the only pair of women's shoes a straight guy could get excited about!
Stepping out of the cab Brenda could feel the driver's eyes on her as he gave her one last lingering look before she closed the door and went to meet her friends. He'd been paying more attention to his rear-view mirror than the road, to the point the polar bear was sure they'd have an accident. Still, she couldn't blame him, since she was dressed to impress tonight. It could be said that the deep-teal dress clung to her eye-popping curves, but that would be an understatement. The skimpy outfit was hanging on for dear life, the backless affair held in front by a sequined choker and wishful thinking.
It's just the today's fashion, dear, helps us feel a bit younger... is how she explained it to her husband before leaving and he bought it, the big lovable lug. After all, she was just going out with her girlfriends for a few drinks and a bit of dancing. He knew most of them - career women and/or devoted mothers - and had no reason to suspect it was anything other than sensible women going out every once a while to act a bit silly.
She did love her hubby and the life they had, and tonight wouldn't change that, just like any of the other nights didn't. Not counting their eleven-year-old son, her big strong bear was the only man she needed in her life. Cocks, however, were another thing...
As he approached forty, her husband's libido seemed to slow down, until the only sex they had was an occasional bit of martial nookie when their son was at the movies or a friend's house. It was gentle, loving and satisfying in it's own way, but the white she-bear found it was too little, too infrequently. So every Saturday night while her hard-working husband relaxed at home, she went out with her girls.
Her little pack was already waiting her in front of the club, and once they'd assembled they strutted their way to the door where the bison bouncer waved them in without regard for the line of people waiting behind a velvet rope. He knew what those women got up to in there and as such made sure to always make room for them. Once the women were inside they made their way to the bar, the throng of people parting before the quartet of cougars, dressed to kill. Once there the women ordered double shots and drank a toast, wishing each other luck before splitting off to find their own fun.
Brenda leaned over the bar, speaking into the bartender's ear to be heard over the pounding music. After she told him she was going to the little girl's room the jaguar smirked knowingly and pretended to give her back her change. Brenda pocketed the single dollar bill, knowing there was a tiny baggie discreetly tucked away between it's folds. The people who ran this place knew the bathroom scene was a big draw and made sure to offer their 'performers' some candy to get them in the mood. As she went right past the lady's room (since she had no intention of acting like a lady tonight) and straight in the men's restroom she got a few surprised looks, but the regulars just gave her very unsubtle appraising glances.
She walked along to the row of stalls, her heels clicking on the tiles with every step until she reached the next-to-last one, the door closed and an 'Out of Order' sign hanging on it, since 'Reserved' would have been a tad unsubtle. Since nobody was around, she took the sign off and went inside. Noting that the adjacent stalls were empty, as evidenced by the lack of fingers or cocks sticking through the crotch-high holes in either wall, she decided to get a little comfortable. She unhooked the clasp on her choker and the whole front of her dress flopped forward, her massive alabaster tits spilling out as they were freed from their satiny prison. Getting the baggie out, she quickly made three little lines of white powder on the seat-cover dispenser, dragging her black nose over the first one as a little pick-me-up. A lot of eager males had seen her come in, and things would soon get quite hectic.
In the meanwhile she took in the surroundings, the stall walls and door covered in various writing - boasts, tallies, an occasional rave review, and graffiti of a more... motivational nature. She didn't have to wait long before she heard the sound of hooves coming her way and moments later she was presented with a long, slender shaft of some sort of bovine. Probably a bull, although it was possible the buffalo at the door found somebody to cover for him while he took a little break. Either way, Brenda didn't really care. The only part of him that she wanted anything to do with was in the stall with her, shiny, twitching and already leaking pre.
The she-bear descended slowly, the short dress riding up as she squatted and revealing a perfect snow-white bubble butt with no panties in sight. Smiling hungrily, the bear stuck out her tongue, licking the shaft from the base slowly all the way up, finishing with a kiss on the tip and getting a taste of it's juices. She heard the male behind the partition grunt and buck his hips against the hole and smiled even wider before taking the rock-hard shaft in her mouth.
She knew that some of her girlfriends found this sort of thing demeaning, but for the life of her Brenda couldn't see it that way. The way she saw it, a male entering one of the neighboring stalls presented his pride and joy for her approval, and it was up to her to decide what the supplicant would receive. Mediocre members could expect little more than a quick but skillful hand-job, their seed left to splatter on the opposing wall. Sometimes when she was presented with a cocklet clearly not worth her time, and was in a mood to be cruel, she would simply giggle audibly, leaving the embarrassed male to rush out the stall with something other than his tail between his legs.
More impressive specimens could expect to find themselves buried in the voluptuous bear's warm muzzle or squeezed between those huge fluffy breasts. Either way, the lucky recipient would invariably get sucked dry, every drop of their cum sliding down the bear's eager throat. And the truly superior offerings would find themselves swallowed by Brenda's steamy love-hole, the fortunate male on the other end pounding his hips against the stall wall as he tried to breed the magnificent mystery female on the other end. Not that trying would help. After they decided not to have any more children, Brenda's husband had a vasectomy, so she was careful to slip a condom on anyone lucky enough to be allowed inside her pussy. And once her partner gave her what she needed from him, he would push a few bills through the hole, a tribute to her skills. When all is said and done, after having eager males parade their prized possessions in front of her, judging their worth and bestowing her favors accordingly, the she-bear couldn't help but feel a little empowered.
And although the beef-stick even now sliding past her lips and down her throat was impressive, she always liked to start the night with a little drink. The owner certainly wasn't complaining, but then again, they never did. In fact she could see the panting bovine griping the top of the cubicle wall for support as his shaft received an expert polishing. Brenda moaned around the cock, partly from enjoyment, but mostly because she knew it would drive the bull wild.
She heard more footsteps coming her way, followed by the sound of the adjacent stall door opening and closing. After a few moments she turned around slightly, still suckling on the bovine rod, expecting to see yet another eager male presenting himself. She was shocked when she instead saw a bright white LED shining at her, a camera lens right below it. Places like these had a very specific etiquette and this asshole had just breached one of the cardinal rules! What's worse, he got a shot of her in a compromising position with her face clearly visible! A few seconds later the phone was removed and the perpetrator left the stall.
Brenda was still trying to decide what to do when she heard a soft knock at her door. Looking up she saw somebody holding a phone over it, the screen clearly showing a short video of her sucking some stranger's cock. The implied threat was pretty clear, and the she-bear grudgingly unlocked the door, all the while never taking her lips off the oblivious bull's throbbing shaft. She would have gasped in shock if her mouth wasn't full when a familiar young Doberman walked in and closed the door behind him.
His name was Alex, and he was the son of a friend of hers, back home from college for the summer. And while Alex's mother was a good friend, she was definitely not part of her little gang and Brenda couldn't risk something like this getting back to her and ruining her reputation. She hadn't seen Alex in a while, and although part of her admired the handsome young stud he grew into, she definitely didn't like his smirk, or the hungry look in his eyes.
"You know, Miss Brenda..." he said, bending over to whisper in her ear "...I'd heard rumors about this place since I was in high-school. So naturally, now that I'm twenty one and back in town, I decided to see if they were true. But never in my wildest dreams did I expect to find you in here!" he finished, the tone of his voice telling her quite clearly that he wasn't unpleasantly surprised.
"Now, if you're willing to be a good little slut, I see no reason why this clip can't stay our little secret." He said, punctuating his remark with a little bite of her round ear. Brenda knew she didn't really have a choice, since the little bastard could ruin her life. She nodded her head as best as she could, her muzzle still wrapped around the unsuspecting bovine.
"Good girl." He whispered, moving behind her and putting his hands on Brenda's wide hips. Knowing what the Doberman was after, Brenda got up until she was standing with her legs spread apart, bent over the turgid shaft in front of her. She dug her hand in her purse and fished out a condom, holding it up and giving the young canine a look out the corner of her eye that made it clear this part was non-negotiable. To her relief Alex took the packet and she could hear him rolling the rubber over his shaft.
The boy didn't seem interested in foreplay, placing his hands on the she-bears pillowy cheeks a second before she felt the tapered tip of his cock wedge between her moist lips. She screamed around the rod she was sucking as Alex drove every inch of what must have been a very impressive cock all the way into her muff. The unseen bull didn't seem to mind, sending another spurt of pre down her throat while she tried to adjust to the brutal penetration.
Alex seemed willing to give her a few seconds, groping her perfect ass while he no doubt admired the sight of her stretched around his still uninflated knot. After that he withdrew slowly from her cunt before plunging his shaft back in, the she-bear's fluffy cheeks somewhat muffling the sound of his hips smacking her rump. He set a fierce pace, pistoning in and out of Brenda's cunt in long, fast strokes while she tried to adjust and at least partly enjoy the sensations of the violent fucking. At least he would finish soon, Brenda's experience telling her that males who don't bother to pace themselves are generally pent up and just want a quick vigorous fuck.
As it turned out the bull finished before Alex did, blasting a huge load straight down the bear's throat. Brenda swallowed mechanically, unable to focus anything but her blackmailer pounding her from behind while the bull emptied himself in her muzzle. Once she'd sucked the last drop he had, the anonymous bovine slid his shaft out of her mouth and back out the hole, dropping a couple of twenty dollar bills in before zipping up and leaving. Now that her mouth was empty the bear had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying out every time the Doberman behind her shoved his cock in, the knot battering her lips every time it was forced past them. She could hear the bull leave, and another male immediately take his place in the stall in front of her.
"Hurry up and finish, asshole!" she hissed through clenched teeth as a massive equine shaft was pushed through the hole. She felt a sharp slap on one milky cheek, but got the impression Alex was more amused than angered by her insult. The quickly rising cock was jet black, and judging by the striped pattern of the crotch probably belonged to a zebra. It was a stud worthy of her attention, and she wished the kid behind her would just cum already so she could enjoy it in peace. Meanwhile, she spread her muzzle over the slightly flared head, moaning as she swirled her tongue around it.
Moments later she felt the red rod leave her cunt and wondered if the Doberman had managed to cum without her even noticing. The rubbery stretching sound of a condom being taken off seemed to confirm this, as did a few warm squirts against her asshole. She realized that wasn't it, a cumming canine of Alex's age would be shooting enough spunk to give her ass another coat of white. She realized it was just pre and began to worry the dog would try to go back in bareback. She tried her best to crane her head, catching the sight of Alex licking his index finger before reaching out to the two neat little lines near her head. She saw his wet finger-pad trail along one, collecting the white powder, and thought he was helping himself to her blow before she felt the finger press against her messy pucker. As the canine pre turned the powder into a paste, Alex first rubbed it against the clenched ring before forcing one finger in and applying some to the inside of the she-bear's ass. Feeling a strange tingling sensation coming from her penetrated pucker, it became clear to Brenda just where the Doberman was planning to re-sheathe his cock.
Anal sex was something Brenda had never tried, and never intended to, because that was something she actually did consider demeaning. She was about to (reluctantly) take her mouth of the zebra's meat, to try and persuade the kid to put another rubber on and finish in her pussy when she felt a strong paw grab her hair and push her back on the equine spire, the zebra in the other stall groaning at what he perceived to be Brenda's enthusiasm.
"It's you own for mentioning assholes, slut." The young dog whispered in her ear "Besides, that gorgeous snowy butt of yours is fit to be tied..."
The she bear considered resisting, trying to overpower the Doberman, but it was no use. She realized she was trapped, and even if she did break free from his grip, she was still in the palm of Alex's hand. She squeezed her eyes shut when the finger slid out of her ass, replaced momentarily by the tip of the canine's throbbing cock. The she-bear tried instinctively to clench up but found that the coke had numbed her ass, allowing the young Dobie to slip inside her no longer virgin tail-hole. She whined around the ebony shaft as Alex pushed further in, thankful that he at least seemed to be claiming her ass more gently than he did her pussy.
As her rear was invaded the she-bear tried to focus on the zebra cock spurting eagerly in her mouth, but her mind kept conjuring images of her pucker, straining around the slick red shaft of that smirking kid. His clawed fingers dug into her cheeks, mauling them and spreading them, trying to pry her open even further. She closed her eyes, slurping around the equine head as she swallowed the pre leaking from it, aware she was getting a pretty good helping of the stuff on her other end as well.
After what seemed like an eternity, the young Doberman had finished feeding Brenda's ass his cock and the older woman winced as his fat knot bumped against her tail-hole. The son of a bitch behind her seemed to enjoy her distress, groping her lush rear as he ground his swollen bulb against the strained opening. She had no illusions about where that thing would end up, having heard his 'fit to be tied' taunt, and hoped she would be able to take it. She had taken quite a few knots in her pussy, and rather enjoyed the feeling of fullness, the knowledge that a male was trapped in the stall behind her, squirting away while she enjoyed whoever was in front. But her cunt, unlike her ass, was by no means virginal, and Brenda didn't want to give the young bastard the satisfaction of seeing her in pain.
She had expected him to pound away at her for a while, and was surprised when she felt steady pressure being applied as the red bulge pressed against her taint, forcing it to stretch even further. The pace was agonizingly slow, but Brenda felt vindicated - she was obviously too much woman for the brash young asshole and he was already on the verge of cumming and desperate to tie with her. Still, the process was excruciating and she was glad for the stallion-flesh in her mouth muffling her pained noises.
Once the knot was at it's widest point (or so the she-bear hoped) Alex paused, no doubt grinning from ear to ear the sight of his cock spreading the fluffy white MILF like nothing ever had. A few moments later he bucked his hips, sending the red ball inside that milky bubble-butt and pushing Brenda further down the equine shaft, the oblivious zebra on the other side groaning as he confused the she-bears muffled yelp for an enthusiastic moan. As humiliating as it was to have her ass fully claimed by the blackmailing bastard, Brenda at least took comfort by the fact that her ordeal would soon be over, and braced herself for a doggy-cum enema.
The blast of hot puppy-juice never came, and instead the bear nearly bit down on the stud in her mouth when the knot was ripped out, feeling like half her insides must have went with it. Still keeping his shaft lodged in her ass, the canine behind her gave her ass a smack, hard enough that even her fluffy fur didn't muffle it, groaning in delight as the pain made her pucker clench and milk him. His hands moved to her hips, gripping her firmly before the cock slid about half way out of her, only to be brutally plunged back in, knot and all.
Her pride temporarily forgotten, Brenda screamed into the zebra cock even as every one of Alex's thrusts pushed her further down it. His strong hands kept her locked in place while he mercilessly fucked his massive knot in and out of her ass. The she-bear felt tears of pain run down her eyes, making her make-up run into the pale fur around her eyes, but knew this was only a fraction of the pain she'd be feeling if the blow hadn't numbed her pucker.
"Mmh, your ass feels amazing. You must really like getting your rear plowed if it can take this sort of punishment!" Alex whispered in the she-bears ear, punctuating his gloating with a bite on the small round lobe. While his taunts were humiliating, Brenda had no intention of correcting him. She would never live it down if the bastard knew he'd actually taken her anal cherry.
While she was focused on taking the rectal abuse with some stoicism, the stallion was nearing the point of no return. Brenda prepared herself for a torrent of hot gooey stud milk when Alex suddenly smacked into her, impaling her on the ebony rod as he pushed her head down until the flaring tip was half-way down her throat. The she-bears eyes bulged as the cock sprayed it's load down her gullet while she fought for air. She squirmed desperately, and once the Dobie let go of her head she managed to slide the still-erupting monster out of her throat. As the massive black tip slipped past her lips, Brenda's face got doused with the last of the zebra's spunk, coughing and gasping while the equine jizz soaked into the fur on her face. The softening shaft withdrew and a few more bills were tossed in, Brenda barely registering them as she fought for breath while her rear was pounded.
"Bastard!" she hissed once she'd managed to get some air, an angry snarl on her recently painted muzzle. Looking back she saw the young Doberman smirking just before he drove himself in with a particularly sharp thrust, her yelp ringing through the men's room.
She bit her lower lip to stifle any more embarrassing cries, the stall once again filled with nothing but the canine's huffing and the wet, lewd sounds of his bulge slipping in and out of her plump ass. To her relief, her rear seemed to have relaxed a little further, adapting to the monster pistoning past her pucker. To her distress, the numbness had given way to a tingling sensation, and although Alex's rough treatment was still painful, Brenda knew her body had started to respond.
The last thing she wanted was to be turned on, standing with her legs spread in a bathroom stall while a young man she'd known since he was a toddler violated her ass, her massive tits bouncing on her chest with every savage thrust. Still, she knew there was no point trying to fight it. Bracing herself with one hand against the stall wall, she slid her other paw between her legs, not surprised to find her pussy soaking wet. The bastard fucking her ass was going to get what he wants, she might as well get hers.
"That's it, my little butt-slut, cum for me..." Alex gloated, now dragging the she-bears hips back to meet his thrusts, his knot noisily popping in and out of her abused pucker.
Brenda grit her teeth and folded her ears back in shame and anger, refusing to respond to the Doberman's taunts. She slid two fingers inside her and started to pump her cunt, her pussy feeling tighter than usual due to the cock filling her ass. She only now realized how badly she needed this, the two consecutive hits of coke having made her hornier than she'd been in ages. As she stuffed her muff she became aware of little mewling sounds slipping past her lips and cursed herself for her lack of control, determined not to become the moaning slut the canine behind her wanted her to be.
The dog's assault on her rear continued, now matched by her own assault of her cunt. Brenda's nostrils were flaring, each cum-scented breath only fogging her mind further. As her fingers slid in and out of her snatch while her palm rubbed against her clit, she became aware that her control had slipped somewhere along the way and she was now moaning while Alex sodomized her. After a particularly sharp thrust she squealed out when the canine tried and failed to pull the knot out of her. The thing had finally gotten too big to slip past her pucker, and Brenda's only regret was that it had happened while it was inside.
The dog's hand's moved to grasp the she-bear's massive breasts she felt herself being pulled up so that her back was pressed against his chest, his knot inflating even further while he mauled her tits. Brenda was panting, not wanting to cum before the Doberman but unable to stop herself from fingering her snatch. It was only when Alex started tweaking her nipples, rolling each stiff nub between thumb and index finger that she lost control. A high-pitched whine left her muzzle and the bear shut her eyes, feeling her cunt gush and clench around her fingers while her pucker did the same around the canine cock lodged within it.
Alex bit down on the scruff of her neck and growled triumphantly, bucking into Brenda's rump, the swollen doggy-dick spraying his seed deep inside her ass. The she-bear had opened her eyes, breathing heavily as she came down from her climax, while the young canine continued to breed her behind, sending spurt after hot spurt of his puppy batter up her rump. She spent several minutes like that, held up by his cock, leaning against him while he played with her tits and told her what a good bitch she was.
Once his squirts had tapered off, he let go of Brenda's chest, the bear almost falling over before she managed to brace her hands against the stall wall. Bent over, she once again felt Alex's fingers fiddling between her cheeks. She winced as the dog spread her until she was certain he was trying to rip her open as he dug his still inflated knot out of her sore ass. Brenda grit her teeth and screwed her eyes shut, stars dancing on the insides of her eyelids as the mammoth bulge was pried out of her backside, her pucker stretching agonizingly around it. She did her best to try and push it out, certainly not wanting this ordeal to last more than it had to and gasped in relief when the monster slipped out, followed soon by the rest of the canine shaft, and then by a torrent of cum.
Once he was out Alex released the bear and Brenda fell on her knees, her legs too weak to support her weight in stiletto heels. As she knelt crumpled up on the bathroom floor, she spotted the Doberman reach for something propped up on the cistern after he'd finished zipping up. His fucking phone! she thought. She didn't know which was worse - knowing the bastard had filmed the whole ordeal, or knowing that if she'd paid more attention she could have grabbed the thing and smashed it to pieces, destroying the video he'd taken.
"See you around, Miss Brenda!" Alex said casually and a second later the battered she-bear felt something on her stubby tail, realizing a moment later what it was.
Kneeling down on a bathroom floor, her round, creamed ass partly concealed behind an 'Out of Order' sign, Brenda felt truly degraded for the first time. But because old habits die hard, once she saw a scaly slit in the hole in front of her, a purplish reptilian cock quickly emerging, Brenda picked herself up, finishing the last line of blow with a shaky inhale and parted her lips around the stiffening member