Naughty or Nice: Chapter 14 (Patreon Platinum)
#14 of Naughty or Nice (Platinum)
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This is the first 1k words for the full story that is located on my Patreon. This is meant as a preview for the full story and the tags listed are representative of the fetishes found in the story's entirety
This is the fourteenth chapter in my Platinum series. Platinum series are updated every week and have ongoing plots and character arcs.
Dasher is back on the dance floor and feeling good about her leading the last show for the year with Dancer, now she's looking to have some fun with her coworkers.
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It was one day until New Years and everyone at the club was getting excited. Guests and Santa's Reindeer alike kept the atmosphere lively and active, but perhaps none other was as excited as Dasher. Santa had chosen her specifically to end the festivities of the year and she was more than happy to do so, honored really. This would be her first time doing so, and it was up to her how she wanted to do it. She knew the perfect way of course, it was all she could think about the days leading up to the festivities.
Earlier in the evening Dasher had paid Dancer a visit to tell her all about the great plans that she had for the big New Years party. Dancer was more than happy to participate and the two consecrated it by the doe getting her ass and pussy hollowed out in the backroom by the lively hermaphrodite. Now Dasher trotted out onto the dance floor at the start of her shift, her cock limp out in front of her as a filled condom dangled on its tip, its outside covered in Dancer's pussy juice. Since it was so early in the night she hadn't quite filled out so many of the latex slings, but she had ten hidden away in her stockings and she wasn't going to leave her shift with a single one of them left over.
Guests on the dance floor parted as she came around and she began to let herself get enveloped by the thrumming music. The others fell in around here and various sets of paws began to gently stroke over her form in an admiring way. Her pierced nipples were played with and her cock was stroked, though people made sure to stay away form the filled condom.
All the while she danced, Dasher was scanning the crowd of distinguished individuals to find a suitable suitor to help fill her next condom. None were too provocatively dressed, her mind wasn't able to play nearly as much as she had hoped. Still there were some cute girls and even cuter guys, surely there was one that wanted to have a taste of her.
The hermaphrodite began to reach her own gloved hand out to play among the breasts of the other dancers and to grind against the crotch of anyone that got close enough. No one had taken a strong first step though, which was all she was looking for. It was amid her playful hip shaking on one particular woman's pelvis that Dasher caught the sight of a scene that had blood rushing quickly to her cock.
On a far away couch within one of the club's lounges sat Prancer. She was casually talking to the guests around her but best of all she was doing it while she sat with wide open legs and with a stroking hand playing at her hairy pussy. Dasher slowly moved her way through the crowd and emerged from the dance floor with her cock already at a semi erect state. Her body knew exactly what was about to happen, and she couldn't have been more excited about it.
Once the herm was close enough, Prancer did eventually notice her approach. The other guests turned as well, some of whom were rubbing their own cocks and pussies along with the doe as they carried on their conversations. "Hey, Dashy!" Prancer called out and bit her lip as she looked at that slowly growing cock that swayed back and forth with every step of her coworker.
"Evening, Prancer. Hope I'm not interrupting anything," Dasher said as she came to stand near the couches. The furniture was large and comfortable and wrapped around in a wide arch that allowed for the guests to talk among themselves without having to turn too far. At the center of the crescent couch was a table that held many different drinks.
"Not at all," Prancer giggled. "A lot of these people were curious about my choice of personal upkeep. I told them that it's nice to switch things up and to have a woman around here with a bush."
"It is a very lovely sight," Dasher agreed and came to stand closer. "It's an even more lovely thing to lick." The herm's cock hovered half a meter away, the condom stuck to its end-half was drooping considerably with her first and largest cum load of the night.
"Speaking of things that are lovely to lick." Prancer grinned and closed her legs so that she could lean a bit closer to the extended deer cock. "Who did you fuck first tonight?"
"How about you tell me?" Dasher challenged and took a step closer, squarely placing the large member just a few centimeters away from the doe's face. The other guests had fallen silent, the only other sound around them was the thrum of the dance floor music behind the herm.
"Ooh, I love challenges," Prancer said and took a hold of the other's cock right behind the lip of the condom. She moved a little closer and took in a deep breath of the filled, reservoir tip. She had to close her eyes and concentrate with a smirk on her face.
"Who wants to bet she gets it on the first try?" Dasher asked the guests around that had paused in their conversations to watch the two reindeer. A round of chuckles and giggles came her reply and at that moment Prancer had drawn her tongue across the latex surface.
There was still a good deal of pussy juices on it, and they were swallowed back as quickly as the doe could lick again. She continued on slurping and fawning over the herm's dick. Her hand even pumped it from base to mid point so that she didn't disturb the tightly held ornament. As much as she wanted to keep on doing it, the small audience was still waiting for a pay off.
Prancer smacked her lips and then licked them. "No doubt, Dancer must have gotten her pussy pounded before Dashy came out this evening," she announced.
"Hot damn! What did I tell you all, her first guess was right," Dasher laughed. The small crowd ooh'ed and ahh'ed and offered a light round of applause. Prancer continued to run her lips along the latex surface until she got to the filled tip. She pressed her lips along that as well and gave it a passionate kiss and lick as if she admired the potent jizz inside.
"So what's my prize?" The doe leaned back from the herm's dick but she continued to stroke over its uncovered half. Dasher grinned and brought a hand down to her stocking and dug around for a moment before withdrawing a foil square that had the letters XXL printed on its dark green surface.
"You get the next one of course." Prancer's eyes lit up at the sight of the fresh condom and she became instantly giddy. With her free hand, Dasher pulled the used one from her cock, careful not to tear or drop it. Then she gripped the square between her teeth and pulled it in half, revealing the emerald, rubber circle within. Unable to do he dirty work one handed, she held it out for Prancer to take. "Care to help me with this, babe?"
"Of course!" Prancer took the condom and pressed the opening against Dasher's member. The surface of its tip and front half was meagerly coated with cum, and despite the condom already being prelubricated it still made for a much easier dressing. Prancer held the tip while she unrolled it as far down as she could manage, but since it was the same size as the one that was removed it just meant that it would end at the same spot.
Satisfied with the placement, Dasher moved to Prancer's side and sat down on a bare cushion. Her cock was rock hard by this point, and while she had intended to tie the condom and add it to her garter belt, a devious thought had come to her mind about how she could potentially use it. She clenched it firmly between her thumb and forefinger as the doe got up on her knees and suddenly straddled her coworker's lap.
The huge member smacked Prancer on the ass and she let her appreciation be known by a loud moan. She leaned up and forward so she could reach between her legs and aim that large thing for her soaking pussy. The guests that stayed around to watch all leaned in as Dasher's dick began to disappear into the woman's tight depths. A low groan escaped both reindeer as they slowly eased against each other. Dasher's cock had entirely disappeared within that tight, wet hole to the crowd's delight.
Prancer could feel it in her stomach, like she did every large cock of her coworkers. They were all quite similar in size, a fact that she was actually very happy about. It made for a good stretch and a satisfying orgasm every time.
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