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The best part, in Sarah's mind, of working from home, was only having to be presentable from the waist up. So every day she'd get up, do her hair and makeup, put on a bra and nice blouse, then sit at her desk and start the working day. Meetings would come and go, and no one would see what went on below the keyboard. There were a few clues, Jasper's furry grey head popping up from between her legs to lick her chin from time to time, the odd moan followed by her camera and mic going off for a quarter hour or so from which she'd return looking a bit less put together. But really, who would suspect anything actually amiss?
Who would think that, during the work day she was sat in her chair with her legs spread wide, cunt open and dripping. That Jasper would come around and duck his fluffy head between her thighs and start licking. His tongue, long, slightly rough, running over her clit and folds again and again and again. Sometimes he'd dip his nose and shove it up inside, lick her from the inside out like he was trying to get the last bits of ice cream from a cone.
And when she couldn't take it anymore? When she couldn't help but let out a little moan, a show of appreciation, she'd mute herself and turn off the camera and show Jasper what a good boy he was for her.
Sarah took him to her bedroom, where the curtains were always drawn, and knelt down by her bed. He came to her and immediately rolled onto his back, he knew what to do perfectly well. She leaned forward, hands running up and down his silky belly fur. Up and down, up and down, from chest to sheath. Touching a little lower every time, watching for a hint of pink at the tip. Her fingers traced along the edges of it, sliding down the inside of his thighs, which she thought must be a bit ticklish as he always kicked when she did it.
She gently cupped his balls, thick and heavy and covered in fur, squeezing them just enough to remind herself that her boy was all male, exactly how she liked him. Her hands slid back up, gripping his sheath more firmly, pulling it back and forth. Jacking his cock even before it was fully erect.
A couple inches showed now and she leaned further over him to lap at the pointed head with her tongue. He was so good at eating her out, she couldn't help but want to return the favor. His cock was salty with a hint of dog-smell, and so slick under her tongue. She dragged it over every bit as it appeared from his sheath, feeling him grow longer and thicker under her attentions.
When she was done, there was a solid seven inches of mottled red and purple dog cock laying, dripping, against Jasper's soft belly fur.
Now for her favorite part; she sat up and swung a leg over his body so she was straddling him, then reached between them to grab firm hold of his thick shaft. She held it upright and carefully settled the pointed tip at the entrance to her cunt. Her own slickness was dripping down while she slowly jacked him off. A glance up at his face showed him tilting his head at a goofy angle to try and watch her upright while he was still on his back. His tongue was hanging out the side while he panted in excitement.
Slowly, teasingly, she lowered herself down. She could feel her lips parting and her good boy was being so patient with her while she slid his cock deep inside. With a shudder, she came to a stop snug against his sheath. The short fur brushed against the inside of her thighs and tickled her clit in the most delicious way. The slight swell of his not-yet-inflated knot bumped up inside of her, sending sparks shooting along her nerve endings, making her hips twitch.
She sighed and dragged her hands down his chest, combing her fingers through his thick fur to feel the warmth of him before planting her palms on either side of his shoulders. She hunched forward and smiled when he straightened up to lick at her face. Her mouth fell open and his tongue was inside immediately, stroking along the roof of her mouth, behind her teeth, everywhere he could reach. Her own licked back, chasing into his mouth and curling around the deceptively smooth spires of his canines.
Her hips started rocking, pressing her clit down into his fur before lifting up. The slight catch of his soft knot as he slid out made her breath hitch before she plunged back down onto him. Her back curved and she braced herself to start riding him in earnest, mouth still open and invaded with sloppy kisses while she focused on finding the right angle.
Practice making perfect, she found it quickly, and the heat that had begun to pool in her cunt seemed to ignite into flames as she chased her orgasm with a single-minded determination. Her breasts swung slightly with each movement, nipples grazing against the longer hairs on his chest. She could feel him panting, feel his breath against her face. Her knees shifted slightly, just enough, and she all but slammed down against him, grinding her clit into his stomach while her cunt convulsed around his cock.
For a few moments there was just heavy breathing, then she slid upright and off his cock, watching it flop against his belly again. "Such a good boy Jasper," she murmured, digging her hands into his neck ruff before moving towards her bed. She braced her elbows on the mattress, knees still on the floor, and told him 'on top' in a commanding tone.
He didn't waste a moment, whipping around off his back and onto his feet behind her, jumping up quickly and scrabbling slightly with his paws to get traction before his hips started thrusting. She reached behind herself to grab his cock and line them up, letting out a high cry when he caught her entrance and slammed home.
This was easily his favorite part. Mounting up and slamming into her as fast as his hips could move, jerking her body forward until her own hips were flush with the edge of the bed and still slamming harder.
The feeling of his fur against her back, the warmth of him seeping through, hearing him panting in her ear, feeling his heavy balls slap into her clit with every stroke, sent her mind away every time. She relaxed underneath him, letting him use her for his own needs. She moaned as she felt his knot start to catch more on every stroke, shocks of pleasure running through her with every thrust.
She started moving as well, bucking her hips against him as he began to struggle to get his thick knot inside. "C'mon Jasper, c'mon good boy, just a little more," she mumbled her encouragement, reaching a hand up to bury into his neck fur. He responded with another few harder thrusts and she cried out when his full knot popped inside.
His hips kept jerking sharply against her ass and she could feel his balls tighten up, his cock shifting around inside while he started to cum.
Her free hand slipped down against the edge of the bed and found her clit, slippery and soaked with her own juices. It was quick work, still sensitive from her first orgasm, to send her off again. She ground backwards into Jasper's sturdy body, moaning and panting, while his knot kept them locked together.
She could feel sweat she hadn't noticed before cooling, her blouse sticking slightly to her back where Jasper was pressed against her. They were both breathing heavily as they came down from their respective highs. She clenched her cunt around his knot a few times, savoring the feeling, before relaxing and letting herself float off in the sensation of being filled and surrounded.
Some time later Jasper shifted and, to no surprise but much lament, his deflated cock slipped out, unleashing a small flood of cum to trail down her inner thighs. He stepped backwards and slid back to all fours, limp dick hanging underneath him and slowly retreating into his sheath.
Sarah turned around and grabbed his cheeks, ruffling the fur and cooing what a good boy he is, pressing kisses all over his muzzle and eyebrows and getting sloppy kisses in return. She stood up on slightly shaky legs to head into the bathroom and fix up her hair and makeup, then headed back to her desk and flipped on her camera and mic.
"Sorry about that, Jasper needed to work off some energy," she rolled her eyes, biting her tongue at the feeling of cum still dripping down her legs. "Now where were we?"