Weiss and Ruby's Beach Bangs
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Weiss's Dog Day
Despite wearing sunglasses, Weiss Schnee couldn’t help but bring a hand up to her brow, covering the unrelenting sun with her extremely pale hand as she gazed out at the vast beach laid before her.
Damn, guess everyone had the same thought for this holiday weekend. Weird, the hotel wasn’t nearly as packed the White-Haired huntress thought. The sandy shores were coated in a sea of settlements, ranging from individuals getting their tan to whole families worth of people. Humans and Faunus alike were packing the rather densely populated ocean fronts of the few protected beaches of the Kingdom of the Vale.
Years after vanquishing Salem, the last of the Grimm still hadn’t been fully defeated. Weiss didn’t mind, though; it kept her in work as a Huntress and prevented her from returning to the family business. Which she was especially relieved about, given the ongoing disputes with the labour force.
Damn Faunus, always making a muck of things the Heiress’s face turned to a scowl as she searched for any sign of open land on the beach. She spotted one, finally, but quickly soured on it upon realising that a Bear-Faunus family had set up shop only two towels over. She let out an annoyed grunt at the revelation.
“See a good spot, babe?” Asked Weiss’s girlfriend, Ruby Rose. The two short, pale-skinned women were dressed for their beach day. Weiss had on a gorgeous white bikini with red ties that kept the material covering her crotch and decently sized ass. Her almost completely flat chest was covered more as a formality at this point, as the white-haired woman truly could not say with confidence that she had breasts at all. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, cascading off her back like a bright white waterfall of silk.
Next to her was Ruby, dressed in a vibrant red bikini. Her breasts were more developed than her girlfriend’s, but still a far cry from the impressive bust that her half-sister Yang Xaio Long had grown. They were contained in two bright red triangular wedges, with the left breast bearing the logo of the Huntress (a stylised blooming rose) in white. Like Weiss, Ruby’s bikini was held up by string ties, which sat playfully against her soft thighs. Around her throat was a rather thick black choker. Her choppy black hair was being swept out of her face by the wind, with her hair growing and naturally discolouring into blood-red tips.
“Not yet,” Weiss replied, continuing to scan the beach. Her expression was hard to read under her rather gaudy brown sunglasses, but there was a clear upturn of her lips.
“Oh, what about there?” Ruby asked, pointing to the exact spot Weiss had seen earlier.
“No, that’s … that’s too close to the water,” Weiss made up a quick lie. Ruby had often called Weiss out for her overt prejudice towards Faunus kind. Weiss had always retorted that she “tolerated” Blake, their former teammate, and that should be enough. The fact that Blake had stopped speaking to them both after school (and that Yang, Blake’s girlfriend, had stopped speaking to Weiss) should have been enough to tip Weiss off that her behaviour was far from acceptable, but she brushed off such criticism. After all, they were coming from a Faunus.
“Oh, over there,” Weiss said, pointing far down the beach. “Near the drink bar.”
Ruby let out a sigh. She was left as the one to carry everything for the couple. Their cooler, both towels, the umbrella, the tote bag full of sunscreen and their speakers. Weiss set out with a confident stride, flip-flops slapping against the ground. Ruby followed, feeling a bit put out.
Hopefully, I can at least slip away from her for a bit and have some real fun this trip the two girlfriends unknowingly thought at the exact same time.
Weiss and Ruby made their way down the long walkway towards the distant spot the white-haired woman had pointed out. The cooler rolled behind them, jostling with every rock it bumped into. Weiss manoeuvred through the crowds, watching carefully for any Faunus approaching. When one did, she stepped back, putting her hand out in front of Ruby (or more accurately, the tote bag on Ruby’s shoulder that had their wallets in it).
The Faunus man, a rabbit folk, seemed not to pay the gesture any mind as he glided past them, moving further on down the walkway to wherever his destination was. Ruby wasn’t going to say anything, despite noticing the clear shift in Weiss’s attitude, until she heard her girlfriend breathe a sigh of relief.
“He wasn’t gonna rob us,” Ruby stated in an unamused tone.
“You can never be too careful in big crowds like this,” Weiss replied, turning as she spoke and starting down the walkway again. The entrance to the beach they wanted to go through was just ahead.
“You hadn’t acted like that for a single other person walking past us,” Ruby protested, readjusting her grip on the tote bag as she followed Weiss.
“He just gave me a strange vibe with the way he was walking towards us,” Weiss answered.
“Because he was a Faunus,” Ruby retorted.
“Hey!” Weiss whirled around, an indignant look on her face. “I am not racist against Faunus. I just know their kind are more likely to resort to petty crime than humans. That’s not racism, that’s statistics.”
“Statistics that ignore the factors that lead to a person committing petty crime, such as poverty and lack of social safety nets,” Ruby countered.
“Ugh, whatever,” Weiss replied with a flippant wave of her hand. “Let’s just hurry up and get to our spot before someone else takes it.”
Ruby shook her head, but continued after Weiss, letting the white-haired woman win the argument by getting Ruby to drop the subject altogether.
Ruby had to set up both towels, as usual, spreading out a white one with a light blue crest and a red one covered with black patterns.
“You are going to cook on that thing,” Weiss commented, looking at her girlfriend’s towel with disapproval.
Ruby shrugged, offering Weiss a grin. “I need a tan, anyway.”
“Girls like us don’t tan,” Weiss countered. “Speaking of, let’s get the sunscreen on now. We honestly should have done it back at the hotel.”
Ruby turned and pushed both her hands into the bag. It was full of all their supplies for the day. They’d made some sandwiches to avoid paying for overpriced beach food, their wallets, which contained their money and their scrolls, and a large but still portable speaker. Ruby’s fingers curled around the plastic bottle of SPF 50, pulling it free.
“Right here!” Ruby exclaimed with a smile, holding the bottle high in the air.
“Good,” Weiss said. The white-haired slut was practically glowing under the sun with the way her skin was reflecting the light. She lay down on her towel on her stomach. A hand went back, pulling at the string of her bikini top. It came undone quite easily. Ruby moved up behind Weiss, flipping the bottle over. One hand popped the cap open whilst the other cleared the strings of Weiss’s back, letting Ruby drink the gorgeous, svelte form of her girlfriend. Ruby had seen Weiss’s back completely naked plenty of times. The two often swapped who was fucking whom with their various strap-ons, but Weiss seemed to always insist on being the bottom when it came to using a specific toy. A red dildo that featured a knot and a flared tip, giving it an overall animalistic vibe without pointing to one specific species.
SPURT!!
Three thick globs of white cream fell onto Weiss’s back. The cool liquid pressed against her pale skin, alerting Weiss to the fact that she was already starting to cook in the heat of the day. Ruby put the bottle down in the sand, pushing it hard to partially bury it upright. She splayed her fingers and settled her hand on Weiss’s back, rubbing the white liquid into Weiss’s skin. Weiss let out a small, almost involuntary moan of pleasure as Ruby’s skilled fingers danced across her back. The white-haired woman rested her head against her folded arms, turning her head to one side. It was impossible to track where she was looking with her sunglasses on, but Weiss was scanning the beach. She clocked couples and thruples and more. Families and friends, humans and Faunus alike enjoying the warm weather.
Her eyes lazily moved across the crowd until finally stopping at a beachside bar. It was a themed thing, made of wood and leaves, meant to invoke a “tropical” design. Sitting at the end of the row of stools was a Faunus man. A canine-type, Weiss knew instantly from the way the second set of ears moved, jutting up from his shaggy head of black hair. The shaggy tail sticking out from the back of his board shorts only confirmed it further. The tail swung lazily back and forth as the man laughed and enjoyed drinks with a friend.
Weiss’s gaze lingered on the man. He was tall and thin, not particularly muscular, but also not overweight. He was dressed only in those board shorts, dark blue, and a cream-coloured short-sleeve button-up, which was currently unbuttoned. She stared at him for some time, trying to will him to get up out of his seat.
Come on, please just let this faunus fuck have what I want She thought, her jaw tensing up a bit.
It seemed that her silent demands were heard, as the man turned in his seat, putting his front towards Weiss. He rose to his feet, walking away from the bar. His crotch pointed right at her. Along with the outline of a huge dick in his pants.
YES~! Weiss thought, feeling her cunt starting to drool between her legs.
She turned her head, flicking her gaze up to Ruby. Ruby was rather absent-mindedly rubbing the suntan lotion into Weiss’s back at this point, her head turned around, looking away from her task.
Now to just ditch the girlfriend for a bit of vacation fun. This doesn’t count as cheating, right? None of the others did Weiss reasoned.
“H-hey, babe,” Ruby turned her head to Weiss. “I just heard there’s gonna be a volleyball tournament back down the beach.”
“Oh?” Weiss answered. “That’s fun.”
“Yeah,” Ruby replied with a nod. She pulled her hand back for a moment, then grabbed at the strings to Weiss’s bikini top, doing them up. “I uhhh … you wouldn’t be mad if I went down and signed up, would you?”
Jackpot! Weiss thought, almost not believing her luck.
“No!” She said, a bit too enthusiastically. “No, no, go on ahead. I’m just gonna sunbathe and get a little reading in.”
“Cool, love you,” Ruby declared before leaning down and kissing Weiss on the cheek.
“Love you too,” Weiss replied.
Ruby got to her feet, sprinting off down the beach, moving through the many, many encampments. Ahead of Ruby was a set of two taller guys, both of them faunus. Horse types, Weiss thought, but didn’t really care. She turned away from Ruby the second the pale slut was too far away to hear her footfalls.
Weiss turned her attention back to the beachside bar. The dog Faunus was returning to his seat and greeted his friends with a wave.
What luck! Weiss thought as she scrambled to sit up. She dove into the tote bag, retrieved her wallet and rose to her feet. She pulled her sunglasses off, tucking them into the strap of her bikini top between her near-nonexistent tits. Weiss approached the bar with a brisk pace. As she walked, her hands fell to her bikini bottoms, pulling at the already thin material, hiking them up into a more thong-like design. This pulled a hefty amount of her cheeks out, easily her best feature, but it also exposed something else. A black dog paw print tattoo on her butt. It wasn’t anything excessively large, but it had been enough to prompt Ruby to ask about it once. Weiss had explained it was in tribute to a family pet, which had hilariously bitten her butt one time. Ruby had accepted the lie at face value, knowing nothing of what the brand truly meant.
The white-haired woman reached the bar, pushing her way in between the dog Faunus man and his friend.
“Excuse me,” She said with a sultry tone coating the words. Weiss pushed herself up to the very edge of the bar and leaned forward as far as she could. The short woman went up on her tippy-toes, which had the added benefit of bringing her perky ass with its black tattoo up and closer to view. The dog Faunus and his friend both recoiled as Weiss elbowed her way through the duo, but neither of them voiced any further complaint once they got a look at Weiss’s gorgeous, pale body. The barkeep seemed less enthusiastic about her intrusion, but knew better than to make his annoyance known. A scolded customer is no customer at all.
“What can I get you, lass?” The barkeep asked, throwing the towel he had been polishing the glass in his hand over his shoulder.
“Hmmmm,” Weiss pursed her pouty lips together and leaned forward to “get a better look” at the menu. Doing so brought her perky ass further into view.
“Whoa,” The dog Faunus man said, letting Weiss know he had seen her tattoo.
“I think I’ll take a … salty dog,” Weiss decided, most of her body leaning over the countertop at this point.
“In this heat?” The barkeep asked. “How ‘bout I substitute the salt for sugar?”
“Works for me,” Weiss grinned.
The barkeep turned to start working on the drink. Weiss turned her head to look at the dog Faunus. His gaze was shamelessly on her ass, but he did his best to twist his attention and pretend he wasn’t looking as he caught Weiss’s head turn out of the corner of his eye.
“Hi there~” Weiss greeted him. “I’m Weiss.”
“Cooper,” The dog Faunus replied with a curt grin. “And this is my friend, Milo.”
The man sitting next to Cooper on the other side of Weiss gave a wave. Weiss paid him no mind at all.
“Nice to meet you, Cooper,” Weiss grinned. “You enjoying this hot summer day?”
Cooper shrugged. “Been alright so far, gorgeous views, gorgeous girls.”
“Oh,” Weiss smiled, playfully biting her lip. “You come here for the views or the girls, then?”
“Can’t it be both?” Cooper replied with a wolfish grin.
Weiss met his grin with a grin of her own. Her eyes flicked down to the blue board shorts he had on. Up close was an even more enticing view. The flaccid shaft was stuffed down one pant leg, pressed tightly against his thigh. The actual shape was hard to determine, but Weiss could tell it was nearly as long as his thigh. Not the biggest dog cock she’d ever taken, but more than enough to satisfy her.
I’ll leave the size queen fantasies with Ruby and her oversized dildos Weiss thought All I care about is that big, yummy knot~
“Here you go, miss,” The barkeep said, breaking Weiss’s concentration. She turned around to find her Salty Dog shake was ready for her, a vibrant, pale pinkish orange with ice, a sugared rim, and a piece of grapefruit floating on top.
“Thank you,” Weiss replied. She pulled out some money from her wallet and paid for the drink. Then, she slammed down the shot, making a show of her tongue lapping up all the sugar from the rim, mostly for Cooper to enjoy. Her eyes glanced at his board shorts, watching as Cooper’s cock began to stir. Weiss could feel a damp spot forming in her bikini bottoms. She placed the glass back down on the table and licked her lips. Her dainty fingers plucked the piece of grapefruit out of the remaining ice.
“It was nice to meet you, Cooper,” Weiss said, smiling at the dog Faunus.
“Nice to meet you as well, Weiss,” Cooper replied.
Weiss wrapped her arms around Cooper, hugging him.
“The changing huts… five minutes,” She whispered in his ear before biting his lobe. Cooper said nothing, but did put his hand on Weiss’s ass, patting her butt right on her paw print tattoo. Weiss sauntered off, making sure to sway her hips to give Cooper and whoever else might be looking a good show as her perky butt shook with what little it might have. She bit into the grapefruit, letting some of the juice run down her chin. Her other hand pulled her sunglasses out of her bikini top, placing them back on her eyes.
And just like that, this trip is worth it She thought.
KISS~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~! KISS~! KISS~! SMACK~! KISS~! MUWAH~! SMOOCH~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~!
Cooper’s strong hand groped Weiss’s pale thighs as their still clothed crotches pressed together. Weiss’s back was up against the thin walls of the changing huts. They were colourful stalls that could easily be mistaken for outhouses on the outside. The lack of proper ventilation left the insides rather humid, but neither Weiss nor Cooper cared at that moment. The white-haired slut had her arms wrapped around Cooper’s neck, fingers running through his shaggy black hair. Cooper’s tail was wagging furiously, the tip of it brushing against the plastic of the changing hut.
There was a bench for someone to sit on, made of the same uniform plastic as the rest of the hut, but beyond that, it was standing room only.
Their kiss broke, leaving a few strands of saliva connecting their lips.
“You kiss good for a mutt,” Weiss hissed, biting her lip.
“Ohhh, you’re one of those kinds of pad girls,” Cooper commented with a wolfish grin.
“That gonna be a problem, you mongrel?” Weiss asked, biting her lip.
“Does it look like it’ll be a problem?” Cooper responded, gesturing down with his chin. Weiss followed the movement, finding a rather impressive tent was pitched in his trunks. Weiss’s jaw went slack. Her hand reached out towards the tent out of pure instinct.
“You mangy mutts are good for something,” She said in an absent-minded voice. Cooper was sporting a wolfish grin still, letting her rude words linger in the air. Thin, lithe, and extremely pale fingers wrapped around the thickness. Another noise, this one a whimper, escaped from Weiss’s parted mouth. Her cunt was starting to drool between her legs, the damp spot in her bikini bottoms getting worse. She could feel the throbbing of his red rocket under the navy blue clothing.
“Enjoying the feeling?” Cooper asked with a full, confident tone. He puffed his chest out a bit. He was far from the most muscular person Weiss knew (that title belonged to another detestable Faunus by the name of Sun), but in that moment, his confidence made him seem like an Adonis.
THROB!!
The thick spider-web of veins that ran up and down the dick was pounding subtly against Weiss’s hand. She held tighter, trying to feel the heat of his erection directly without having to waste time dropping his shorts. Her hand slowly began to move back and forth, stroking the full length and girth.
He’s so big~! She thought. Her ice-blue eyes hadn’t wavered, not even so much as a small tremor in them. It seemed completely impossible for Weiss to look away from her prize.
“I asked you how it feels to hold my cock,” Cooper repeated, licking his chops.
“I don’t take orders from you, cur,” Weiss replied. Her grip on his dick tightened, making Cooper grunt from the sudden shift from loving grasp to authoritarian grip. “You might have a gorgeous knot, but you’re still a bitch.”
Cooper’s hand leapt up, his strong fingers wrapped around Weiss’s neck in an instant. Weiss let out an aroused wheeze as her skin turned to gooseflesh from the sudden and rough handling. A single step saw her bare backside pressed against the heated plastic of the beach hut, making her whimper in discomfort. Her now frantically moving ice blue eyes were met with Cooper’s steady, midnight black pupils.
“Take off your bottoms,” He demanded sternly. “We’ll see who's the bitch at the end of this.”
Weiss purred, biting her lip. Shaking fingers (Weiss was losing control of her nervous system to her arousal) searched the hem of her bottom for the strings. The trembling digits took several attempts to undo the lace before the white material finally fell from between her splayed legs. As they dropped, several thin strands of Weiss’s arousal clung from the swimwear material to the mound of Venus that made up her plump pussy.
Cooper’s free hand moved to the hem of his shorts. With a few quick yanks, the red rocket was freed. Weiss’s eyes flicked down to admire her prize. A glistening, throbbing pillar of flesh, as vibrant in colour as she had hoped. The veins were thick and prominent, more than seemed necessary for Cooper’s size. He was quite hung, yes, but it still seemed in excess. At the base of the dick was a knot nearly the size of Weiss’s fist.
BA-BUMP~!
Both sets of Weiss’s lips were drooling. Arousal was pumping through her veins like blood. Cooper’s hand moved to Weiss’s, directing one of her quivering palms to his dick. The white-haired whore gasped, filling her lungs with what little air could get past the rather tight (and dominating) squeeze Cooper was putting on her windpipe. His strong fingers pressed onto the sides, restricting a bit of blood flow and turning her face a blushing pink.
“Let me ask again,” Cooper growled as Weiss’s fingers curled around the now-exposed flesh of his red rocket. Her hand immediately began to stroke him, gentle fingers moving up and down, tracing his veins, feeling his throbbing pulse. Her digits lapped at his tipless tip, slathering her fingers in the leakage of pre-cum that was running down the shaft, making sure he was properly lubricated. “How you like the feeling of my cock in your hands?”
“I love it~” Weiss whispered. “Cur cock is the best. That knot is going to gape all my holes~”
Cooper’s cock responded in kind, bucking in Weiss’s hand, as if trying to show approval for her words. The white-haired whore was shaking with anticipation. Cooper let go of her, letting Weiss gulp down a full breath of air whilst feeling her face starting to cool off as the blood drained back into her body.
“Knees,” Cooper ordered.
Weiss did as she was told, staring up at Cooper with a look of what little defiance she could muster. She soon found herself eye-level with his cock, no longer occupied by her fingers.
“Good girl,” Cooper mocked her.
“Oh, don’t you start with this shit, you damn dog,” Weiss growled out. “You want to try training a slut, then go find a more willing whore. I’ve got a clicker in my purse, I can flip the script like that.” She snapped her fingers to make her point. Her hand returned to his cock, pulling the red rocket down to angle the tip of it at her mouth. She split her lips, rolling her tongue out and lapping at the underside, just the first few inches.
“Ooooh~” Cooper cooed, throwing his head back. His tail began to wag back and forth faster, brushing up against the other side of the Beach Hut.
Eugh~! Weiss sneered If only I didn’t have to watch this mangy mutt wag his tail like I just threw him a ball to fetch!
“You want me to offer to take you for walkies too?” Weiss pulled back, looking up at Cooper with a resentful face.
The dog-Faunus turned his attention to the white-haired woman beneath him, growing tired quickly of her comments.
“You know, I think it’s time you learned not to bark so much,” He replied. His hands went to the back of Weiss’s head. The white-haired whore did not get so much as a word out as Cooper thrust forward, invading her mouth with several inches of dog meat. Weiss’s tongue instinctively coiled around the heated red skin, her cheeks hollowing out to better suck on the impressive member.
Out the gate, Cooper was aggressive, pounding into Weiss’s slutty mouth hard. The bitchy slut tried her best to keep up, sucking hard as the knot pounded against her plump lips.
SUCK~! GULP~! GULP~! SUCK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! SUCK~! GULP~! SWALLOW~! SWALLOW~! SUCK~!
“C’mon!” Cooper growled. “You can do better than that. You got a paw print tattoo, and you can only suck dick like this? Please, that’s gotta be the fakest fucking shit I’ve ever heard. No knotslut would ever even attempt to gulp me down with this so-so suck job!”
Weiss grunted, the noise vibrating the impressive shaft that was reaming her throat. The white-haired knot-slut swallowed hard, constricting her throat and hollowing out her cheeks around the remarkable shaft. Cooper threw his head backwards, letting out a howling noise.
“That’s it~” He grunted. “Good bitch, goooooood bitch~”
Weiss’s tongue coiled around the red rocket, pressing hard against the pounding veins. She could feel her cunt throbbing between her legs, begging for something to be stuffed inside of it. Arousal dripped from her mound of Venus like rainfall, dampening the floor of the beach hut.
Cooper’s fingers curled tightly into Weiss’s loose, white ponytail. The pale slut felt the sting on her scalp. Her head was pulled backwards, dragged up the impressive shaft that she had been orally worshipping. Weiss, however, was not deterred by these simple roadblocks. She pressed forward, plunging back down the huge shaft. Her small breasts touched against her tucked thighs. The pale-skinned slut was currently squatting in front of her Faunus fuck buddy.
GAG~!! RETCH~!! RETCH~!! CHOKE~!! HLURK~!! GAG~!! CHOKE~!! RETCH~!! CHOKE~!! HLURK~!! HLURK~!!
Spittle was bubbling up from Weiss’s pouty lips as rheumy liquids ran from her eyes and nose.
“You look good with some K-9 cock down your throat, slut!” Cooper growled. A wide smile formed on his face, exposing his fangs. His massive member bucked inside of Weiss’s constricted throat, battering her soft innards with its hard form. A shot of pre-cum sprayed straight into Weiss’s stomach. This elicited a moan of pure pleasure from the knot-slut, her eyes rolling deep into the back of her head as the taste rushed up her throat and touched the back of her tongue.
“You don’t even need any fucking training!” Cooper chuckled. “You already know all the tricks. I can’t even imagine how many dog cocks have been down this throat!”
Weiss’s tongue responded for her, peaking from her lips and teasing at the knot just beyond her reach. This was met with an immediate reaction from Cooper, who shuddered rather suddenly at being stimulated on the knot.
“Okay, back off!” He exclaimed. His grip on Weiss’s hair tightened as he gave a proper yank on the ice-white locks, dragging the slut back up the full length of his girthy shaft.
POP~!!
The red rocket emerged from Weiss’s lips. Several strands of saliva were still connecting her pouty lips to the glistening tip. It pulsated and throbbed in the air. For a moment, Weiss thought the tip might erupt, spraying thick ropes of white nut sludge all over her. But alas, it did not. And Weiss’s dreams for a semen bath went unanswered in the moment. What didn’t go unanswered, however, was the desires of Cooper. His grip tightened on the back of her head, making her snap her skull backwards to look up at the dog-Faunus with a fuck drunk expression. Her face was crimson, flushed with arousal, as glazed-over eyes lazily rolled around in their sockets.
“You didn’t earn that fucking knot, bitch,” Cooper hissed, glaring at Weiss. “You want it? You earn it, got it, whore?”
The denial of the knot seemed to get the attention of the fuck-drunk Weiss. The white-haired whore sat up straight suddenly, pushing her tiny tits outwards, erect pink nipples jutting from them.
“Excuse you, you mangy mutt!” Weiss growled out. She pointed at Cooper in a rather accusatory fashion, seemingly completely unbothered by the fact that he was still folding a fistful of her luscious white hair. “This knot is the only thing your kind are good for! So, how about you be a good doggy, and roll over so I can play with your toy?”
“You cheap, dog dick-loving cunt,” Cooper growled out. “The rest of this is going to be a hate fucking. I know exactly what sluts like you enjoy. You’re so insecure about your desires to get gaped by this knot that you start acting all high and mighty, but the truth is, you’ve spent every waking minute of your life on this knot if you could.”
“Like I would ever be at the beck and call of some lowly faunus fu-”
Weiss’s declaration of defiance was cut off suddenly, at the thick, girthy red rocket was sent plunging back down her throat. This time, it took Weiss a few seconds to readjust to the sensation of having her throat stretched by such a huge dick. She gagged wildly, as her eyes rolled off in two different directions.
CHOKE~!! CHOKE~!! CHOKE~!! SPUTTER~!! CHOKE~!! RETCH~!! GAG~!! SPUTTER~!! GAG~!! RETCH~!! GAG~!!
Every thrust caused an eruption of saliva bubbles to spew from Weiss’s plump lips. Her face was a scarlet red, partially from the lack of oxygen (as there was a significant mass of cock clogging her windpipe) and partially from arousal (as there was a significant mass of cock clogging her windpipe). Weiss’s tongue skated along the underside of the red rocket, lubricating the throbbing veins and turgid. Despite the rough treatment from Cooper, in that moment, Weiss was the single most devoted dog cock lover in all of Vale. Her hands leapt up, clutching the sides of Cooper’s thighs for stability. His tail began to wag even faster and louder, pounding hard against the thick plastic.
Eugh, such a gross noise. At least I can drown it all out with the sounds of having my throat pounded~ The white-haired whore reasons.
The knot was kissing against Weiss’s lips over and over again, teasingly just beyond her reach. It was taking all of Weiss’s willpower not to extend her tongue again and lap at the knot.
No guarantee he’ll be as forgiving for a second transgression Weiss thought, as she closed her eyes to better focus on the taste of the dick Stupid cur cock, always attached to the worst kind of curs
Cooper grunted as his cock bucked deep inside Weiss’s throat again. This earned a genuine GAG~!! from the white-haired whore. Her dainty, lithe fingers gripped his thighs tightly as tears welled up in her eyes. He let out a rather wolfish growl as his skin turned to gooseflesh, and the patches of fur on his body became bristly. Weiss felt his fingers curl against her scalp, his claw-like fingertips pressing against her scalp.
“Alright, alright,” He grunted, pulling on her hair. Weiss moaned involuntarily as he began to drag her back up his cock. Her lips dragged behind, extending her mouth as she desperately lapped at the thick shaft passing from her throat.
POP~!!
The red rocket was freed once again, glistening with the thin layer of worshipfully placed saliva from base to knot. Weiss’s mouth fell slack, the slut moaning slightly as aroused breaths passed in and out of her lips, bits of steam in her gasps.
“Good girl,” Cooper chuckled to himself. He let go of her hair, letting it fall onto her sweat-soaked back. Much of it clung to her pale skin. Cooper sat down on the changing bench, his massive, glistening dick jutting up between his legs like the bowsprit on a ship. Weiss’s ice-blue eyes were shamelessly on it, watching every small twitch and shake it gave. Cooper put a hand out and snapped in front of Weiss’s face, breaking her trance-like state. “I really am thinking about getting a clicker. Since I’ve already got the treat right here.” His hand pulled back, gesturing to his crotch.
“Oh, shush, you mangy mutt,” Weiss hissed. “You should count yourself lucky I plucked you out from the kennel like the stray you are. There’s plenty of other dogs having a day that would love for a chance to get with this piece of ass.”
Cooper scoffed. “Your ass? Please, you’re flat as an ironing board.”
Weiss’s jaw fell slack in shock at such rude words.
“Bad dog!” Weiss hissed out. “How dare you insult my gorgeous figure?”
Cooper rolled his eyes. “Oh, shut up, you can’t pretend your tiny tits turn any guy on, let alone that flat ass. I bet that’s the real reason you chase tail, 'cus no human dick’ll give you the time of day. But, don’t worry, bitch, this knot’s gonna give you everything those mean humans can’t.” A wolfish grin crossed his face. A mocking tone coated his words like a garnish.
Weiss’s face was turning red, this time solely out of frustration. She rose to her feet quickly, pointing a rather accusatory finger at Cooper’s face.
“Now you listen here,” She hissed out, trying (and failing) to keep her gaze from falling to his gorgeous red rocket. Cooper rose from his seat before she could get another word in. His hand grabbed hers, redirecting her pointing fingers. The bottomless slut found herself being turned around. Her face was pressed against the hot plastic of the hut, making the cheap material bow slightly.
“Anyone ever tell you that you talk too much?” Cooper asked. Weiss shuddered as she felt the tip of Cooper’s red rocket teasing at her twat. Her nipples stiffened in her top. Cooper’s hand was still holding hers; his other hand took her free wrist. His arms twisted hers, pulling the back, bending Weiss over just a bit as she was made to push her ass out towards him.
“Yeah, that looks better. Maybe these cheeks’ll sing now~” Cooper chuckled to himself.
“Haaaaah~!” Weiss moaned as he thrust forward, burying most of his red rocket into her plump, wet, waiting mound of Venus. The knot kissed her lower lip. Cooper let the full length and girth of his cock up to the knot linger inside Weiss. She could feel the throbbing of his many, many veins, just like she had when it was down her throat.
“Y-you bitch~” Weiss growled, looking at Cooper out of the corner of her eye. “You Faunus f-fucks think these eh-exoti-c cocks gi-give the right to treat me like this?”
“You’re the bitch here, Faunus fucker,” Cooper replied. He pulled a few inches out before thrusting back into her, once again denying her the knot. Weiss moaned as a wave of pleasure washed over her body. Her snatch squeezed Cooper’s cock tightly. His grip on Weiss’s wrists became firmer as a result, feeling a wave of pleasure from her cunt’s vise-tight grip reverberate over his body.
Damn, she’s fucking tight~ Cooper thought, gnashing his teeth together. He pulled his hips back and thrust forward again, kissing her plump lips with his knot, teasing the slut. Weiss’s tongue fell from her slack jaw, eyes rolling into the back of her head.
“You f-fucking muuuuuuuutt~!” Weiss moaned. “You fucking cur mutt fuck~!”
Cooper’s cock bucked at the slurs, throbbing hard inside of her cunt. Everything thrust was making Weiss tighter as his numerous veins pounded hard against her most sensitive spots. Arousal was pumping through Weiss’s veins like blood, as her heart pounded so hard the white-haired slut worried it would crack a rib.
“Haaah~! Haaaah~! Haaaaah~!” Weiss moaned. “Cumming~! Cumming~! Oooooh~!”
Cooper grunted, trying his best to stave off his own need to finish as well. Weiss’s cunt contracted hard around his cunt, as if her love tunnel was attempting to crush his red rocket completely. A trickle of squirt dribbled down Weiss’s pale legs and Cooper’s crotch, getting his knot wet for the first time this encounter.
“Cumming and you haven’t even taken the knot yet,” Cooper chuckled. “I know that the only reason most of you Faunus fucksluts even look at me. Don’t worry, if you’re cumming now, just wait until I pump this knot in your twat.”
Weiss could only purr at the thought, biting her lip as she imagined the arousing sensation of having her twat gaped by Cooper’s thick dog cock. He picked up his pace, pounding into her more and more. His knot began to pierce her pussy, slipping in just enough to tease the whore before withdrawing just as quickly.
“In!” Weiss demanded. “In~! In~! In~! In~!”
SPANK~!!
The white-haired whore let out a yelp from the sudden impact as Cooper’s hand left her arm behind and struck Weiss’s small ass hard. The sting from the impact lingered. Weiss could feel the red welt that was forming on her pale skin, in the vague shape of Cooper’s hand.
“At least you take a good hit well,” Cooper commented.
“I could have you put down for that,” Weiss stated with a self-satisfied tone. A rather cocksure grin was spreading across her face as sweat ran down her clear skin, a combination of the heat of the beach hut and the sex.
Cooper didn’t respond with words. He returned his hand to Weiss’s wrist, taking hold of her once again. The grip was far tighter this time, as if Cooper’s hands had become manacles around Weiss’s dainty wrists. Weiss’s skin was gooseflesh, her breath hitched with anticipation. He thrust forward hard, pounding his knot into her plump, wet lips. Weiss let out a shriek of pure pleasure, a long, loud moan that let everyone nearby, in their neighbouring beach huts, or just waiting in line, know exactly what was taking place inside their specific chamber.
“Knooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttttttttttt~!” Weiss exclaimed as the massive root of Cooper’s members passed through Weiss’s lips and into her love tunnel. Her cunt collapsed again at the sensation, her already overstimulated snatch completely overwhelmed by what she knew to be her favourite feeling during sex. Being knotted.
Her entire body was shaking and writhing, fingers dancing on her restrained hands as she lost control of her nervous system. Her eyes rolled deep into the back of her head as tears streamed down her face. Her tongue dropped down from her slack jaw, letting a thin strand of saliva rapple down to her tits before sticking to the soft orange plastic wall of the beach hut. Cooper wasn’t even moving at this point, merely letting Weiss melt around the girth and length of his red rocket. A wolfish grin was on his face.
The ice queen melts like the slut she is~ Cooper thought to himself.
He pulled himself backwards, letting the knot slip from Weiss’s now well fucked pussy. The white-haired whore deflated a bit, letting out a confused whimper at why she had been robbed of the prize she had worked so hard to get. Only for Cooper to reinsert the knot on his next thrust, leading to another mind-melting orgasm on the part of Weiss.
He’s knotting me over and over again~! Weiss realised as Cooper pulled out and inserted his girthy root again Ohhhh this is the best~! Too many mutts like to keep it buried inside once they put it in! This dog knows how to give the toy back to play fetch again~!
PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~!
Cooper’s hips were a blur as he pounded into Weiss’s plump, wet cunt hard. Every few thrusts saw another orgasmic climax from the knot slut. All of her degrading words faltered, leaving her with only the pathetic moans and whimpers of a slut taking a knot over and over again. The dog Faunus leaned forward, putting his mouth next to Weiss’s ear.
“Not so high and mighty now that this knot’s in play, are you bitch?” He hissed, a hint of resentment in his words. “Call me a ‘mangy mutt’ or a ‘cur’ again. Do it. Tell me how much better human sex is, I dare you. I see that tattoo, bitch, I know what owns this ass. You’re practically enslaved to this knot.”
Weiss didn’t reply with words; her moans and mewls of pure pleasure continued to fill the beach hut. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and her pouty lips were curled into a fuck-drunk, toothy smile.
SPANK~!!
“A-ah~!” Weiss’s eyes opened wide from the impact, showing off the glowing white hearts that had formed into her ice-blue pupils.
“Yeah, just look at you,” Cooper growled out, giving her whole form a lecherous gaze. His hand moved to her thigh, groping it from the back. His strong fingers kneaded her soft leg aggressively, truly manhandling the pale-skinned slut. The sensation of being held all over only turned Weiss on more. “Whimpering and shaking all over my knot. I know who's the real bitch here.”
“Haaah~! Haaaah~! Haaaaah~!” Weiss’s breathing was starting to grow haggard. Her body temperature was rising from both the sex and the heat of the hut. Her hands leapt up, no longer slack and dead by her side, but pressing into the soft plastic orange wall of the hut.
“Y-you,” She finally managed to get a single word out. “Y-you ma-mangy mu-tt.”
SPANK~!!
“Oooooooooh~!” Weiss’s lips puckered into a tight O-shape as another orgasm washed over her body. Her skin was glistening with sweat as her arousal trickled down her thighs.
Cooper scoffed. “Go ahead, call me a mutt again. It’s my knot in your wet twat.”
Weiss didn’t respond right away, taking in a few deep breaths and releasing a few whimpering moans first. There was a slight tremor to her form now; all the repeated orgasms had left her nervous system feeling a bit overtaxed. Her head turned, glistening with sweat and plenty of strands of white hair clinging to her gorgeous, soft face.
“You’re a mutt,” She managed to get out without a whimper or a stumble from a moan.
Cooper didn’t respond with words. Instead, he raised a hand and grabbed a fistful of Weiss’s white hair. The knot slut let out a grunt of pleasure as she found her head being pushed up against the wall of the beach hut, making the soft plastic contour and bend from the force of her head being pushed against it.
“I think I know exactly how to teach you to come to heel,” Cooper commented. “You’ll look good with a litter in your belly.”
A litter! Weiss’s eyes widened at the words, her heart nearly skipping a beat from both panic and arousal. All Cooper felt was the tightening of her snug snatch around his cock. He licked his lips hungrily.
Cooper’s hips dipped, pulling his knot from Weiss’s sopping wet twat. The massive member twitched inside of her, the multitude of thick veins beating against her overused cunt. Weiss could hear her heartbeat in her ears. Her frantic eye was moved to the corner, watching every small movement of her partner. He thrust forward, hard.
“Haaaah~!” Weiss exclaimed as her twat crushed his cock from a tight contraction, cumming hard. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t help but orgasm every time he knotted her. His red rocket bucked, battering her soft, overstimulated innards with its rigid form. A shot of pre-cum erupted from his tip, spraying straight against Weiss’s cervix. She could feel the huge member trembling inside of her.
He’s close~! And he’s not going to pull out~! She knew.
He retreated, letting the knot slip out of her, then sheathed it again. Weiss cooed with pleasure. As did Cooper, as his cock erupted inside of her like a geyser, pumping thick loads of sticky white seed into her. Weiss’s entire body was shaking as she felt the impact of the cock snot against her cervix. His grip on her head tightened, pressing her head against the wall of the hut. Both of them were paralysed for a moment, basking in the glow of their orgasmic highs. Cooper’s cock was still hard as he pulled out of her, a few final sprays of seed splattering onto her reddened ass cheeks. A trail of white slime soon ran from between Weiss’s legs.
“Fuck~” Cooper groaned, reaching down to stroke his still fully hard erection. “That’s a good cunt.”
Weiss peeled herself off the wall, her legs shaking, her hair matted against her sweat-soaked body. She looked between her legs, watching the cum trails trickling down her thighs.
“Bad dog~!” She exclaimed. “As if I’d want to raise some mangy mutt’s litter!”
Cooper rolled his eyes. “I see, you’re a real defiant one, huh bitch?”
“I’m not interested in coming to heel for you and your … fat fucking cock~” Weiss managed to get through the words without reaching out to stroke or touch the red rocket, but only barely. Her body was still basking in the afterglow of so many intense finishes back-to-back. Her pale skin glistened with sweat and sex.
“Is that so?” Cooper asked. “Well, I’m a firm believer that you can teach an old dog new tricks.”
Weiss’s jaw dropped as she let out a scoff. “I’m not old, I’m twenty-si-”
“Shut up!” Cooper barked, making the white-haired whore close her mouth for once. “You’re gonna do exactly what this knot wants you to do.”
His hands moved to her, and Weiss didn’t resist. His strong grip took hold of Weiss’s thighs. The knot slut trembled in his hands as he picked her up like she weighed nothing at all. Her arms leapt forward, wrapping around his neck for stability. She could feel his red rocket teasing at the tip of her twat. A wolfish grin crossed Cooper’s face, a confident look in his eyes. Weiss was shaking slightly in his grip. She could feel her heart pounding against her chestplate, threatening to crack a rib. Arousal was pumping through veins like blood. Even after all the abuse that Cooper had just laid into Weiss’s cunt, her plump mound of Venus was drooling at the thought of more.
Cooper let his grip on Weiss’s weight drop, just enough to sheath his knotted cock back inside her. This time, he didn’t wait, letting her take the knot on the first thrust.
“Haaaaaaaaaaah~!” Weiss screamed, throwing her head backwards as her entire body was awash with orgasmic bliss. Her love tunnel collapsed around Cooper’s huge cock, squeezing hard against the girthy shaft. Her first proper spray of squirt erupted from her plump lips, soaking Cooper’s crotch. Her legs coiled around his waist, pressing hard into his soft skin. Her toes curled so hard they cracked.
Cooper dipped his hips, using his strength to lift Weiss. Then, he dropped her thrust upwards. The tip of his red rocket was kissing her cervix over and over again, scratching an itch that Weiss didn’t even know she had.
Maybe Ruby is on to something~! Bigger is better~! Weiss thought. That was one of the last ones she would have for a while, at least that didn’t involve the word “cock”.
“That’s it, good girl~” Cooper purred. “You look so good bouncing on my knot~”
“Aaahh~! Aaaahhh~!” Weiss’s pathetic moans filled the air. At this point, passersby of the beach huts were well aware that a couple was rutting inside the orange one, and the world around it had returned to business as usual. Neither Weiss nor Cooper spared a single thought for the people walking by. Both of them were consumed by the visage and sensations of each other's bodies.
PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!!
“Y-you ma-mangy mu-utt~!” Weiss could barely get her growling words out between all the moans and mewls of pleasure. His massive cock was pounding hard against her twat. His elevated heartbeat made his overabundance of veins beat against her most sensitive spots like a drumline. The white-haired whore could feel her snatch tightening moment by moment. Cooper’s hands were on her meagre ass, groping both cheeks for stability as he burrowed his cock as deep inside her as it would go. The dog Faunus gritted his teeth, letting out a small, rumbling growl. He could feel Weiss’s cock crusher of a cunt tightening and tightening and tightening with every thrust. He was starting to feel the pressure in his knot.
“Seems your cunt’s finally trying to reject this dog dick,” Cooper hissed with a hint of self-satisfaction.
“Noooooo~!” Weiss moaned. “I’m just that tight~! Even after all the gape-making knots I’ve haaaaaaaad~!”
She practically sang the last word, showing off her training as a professional singer. Her cunt spasmed wildly as another orgasm washed over her body. Sweat was beading from every inch of her skin as squirt sputtered out of her twat haphazardly, like a garden hose that didn’t have enough pressure. Cooper’s massive member bucked, engorging itself slightly and spitting up a shot of pre-cum. That cocck water plunged deep into Weiss’s twat and broke off her cervix. Weiss’s head snapped backwards, her tongue leapt from her open maw in a pathetic, silent scream of pure pleasure. Cooper grunted in pleasure and pain as he felt Weiss’s acrylic nails digging into his back, attempting to dig tracks into his skin and fur. The white-haired whore was already cumming again, before her most recent orgasm had even finished.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck~!” Weiss screamed at such a high pitch that only Cooper could hear it. The dog Faunus’s skin was sensitive to everything around him, especially Weiss’s touch. She was melting in his hand, her mind was mush from two consecutive and intense orgasms. Cooper didn’t let up, knotting the paw printed whore over and over and over again. Her plump cunt lips were drooling, and her other set was matching. A thick strand of slobber ran down Weiss’s chin. Cooper leaned forward, kissing her there and sucking up the saliva. His tongue fell from his mouth as he licked the side of her face. That seemed to get Weiss back online, her hands coming forward to bat at Cooper’s face.
“Yuck!” She exclaimed, trying to slap him away. “Bad dog!”
Cooper didn’t respond with words; instead, he simply thrust forward hard and buried his knot into Weiss’s twat with enough force to lift her a few inches up into the air. Weiss’s eyes were as wide as dinner plates. Her hand went to her stomach, where she could feel the vague outline of a cylindrical shape.
Th-there’s no way! Not even a hyper-hung dog-cock like this one could be that big! Weiss thought to herself.
Cooper’s sharp eyes observed the shift in Weiss’s hand, watching with a grin on his face as the white-haired whore gingerly stroked her belly, admiring the newfound bulge.
“You like that, bitch? “Cooper asked. He pulled back before Weiss could answer and thrust forward again, making the white-haired whore moan in pure bliss. “That’s right, you’re a good girl for this dick.”
“Yoooouuu c-currrrr~” Weiss moaned. “Th-this dog cock do-doesn’t meeaaannn anything to meeeeee~!”
“Oh yeah?” Cooper asked. His strong hands squeezed her ass cheeks hard, groping and kneading them like two wads of dough. “Then hop off it. You don’t wanna keep bouncin’ on my dick, then I don’t need you bitch.”
Weiss and Cooper locked eyes as the dog-Faunus slowed his thrusts to a stop. His strong fingers were still picking at her ass, trying to elicit some sort of emotional response. Weiss’s fingers tightened their grip around Cooper’s neck. She leaned in closer, her pale skin turning a shade of pink.
“W-well,” She said, bashfully. “Let’s not be too hasty. Maybe there are a few qualities about you that I could learn to love.”
Cooper’s grip on Weiss’s ass tightened as he slid the whore down his shaft. He made sure to take his time knotting her, letting Weiss savour every second of having her twat stretched well beyond its limit.
“You do look real pretty with my knot in your twat,” Cooper teased. “Especially when it's first going in.”
“Oh?” Wiess purred, biting her lip. She gyrated her hips, using what little strength she could muster at this point in the sexual encounter to pull herself off the massive knot. She twerked and shook her mid-section, grinding her twat up against the not. “You mean … I’m sexy when I do this?”
She thrust forward, taking the full knot into her twat. Cooper grunted, gnashing his teeth together as he did his best to fight off an orgasm. His cock did engorge again, retching up another wad of dick spit.
“Mmmmmm~!” Weiss purred, feeling the red rocket fire off inside her. “That all you've got? Just some cock water on free refills? No~ I want that canine cum~ All that red rocket womb-wrecking sperm came out on your first nutshot, huh? I thought you had a proper cum cannon between your legs. Guess I was wrong, shame. And my pussy is so thirsty. Guess I’ll just have to go find another red rocket to ride. Or maybe even a human di-”
She didn’t get through the final word before finding herself pinned against the soft plastics of the beach hut. Weiss’s mouth was being invaded by Cooper’s tongue. His pink appendage overwhelmed hers in less than a moment. Weiss’s eyes rolled deep into the back of her head. Her heart was pounding hard like a war drum in her chest, pumping arousal through all her veins like blood. She could feel her next orgasm approaching, sending the knot slut into a fervour.
“Cum~! Cum~! CUM~!” She chanted as she bounced on him hard, though if she was telling him or herself to do it, no one could be sure.
It didn’t matter who took the order, as both Cooper and Weiss’s orgasms crashed onto them at the same time. Like a rogue wave attacking a ship under, both Weiss and Cooper suddenly felt themself at the mercy of a far more powerful creature. Their own arousal.
Cooper’s cock engorged itself to the biggest it had ever gotten in this current sexual encounter. Weiss’s cock sheath was completely stuffed, and Cooper hilted himself to the base inside of her. Thick rope after thick rope of gooey cock snot sprayed from his red rocket, giving Weiss’ stomach a small bloat. The white-haired whore took no notice, however, as her orgasm was sending a rainfall of squirt from her pussy onto the floor of the beach hut. Both Weiss and Cooper looked like a live wire was being run through their bodies.
Soooooooooo muuuuuuuuuch~ cuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm~ Weiss thought as the pink hearts burned brightly in her pupils. Her eyes had rolled off in two different directions, her mouth completely at the mercy of Cooper’s blocking any and all moans from escaping into the air of the overheating beach hut.
Cooper’s orgasm didn’t die down until long after Weiss’s had finished. He pulled his still hard, sex coated cock from Weiss’s overstuffed twat. His arms went slack, letting the white-haired whore fall to the floor. He stumbled backwards before letting out a long, satisfied howl. His massive red rocket flexed several times throughout the howl, but spilt no seed. Much to the annoyance of Weiss.
“Enjoy it while you can, Fido,” She mocked him. “No one will ever believe you bagged a human girl as fine as me.”
Cooper chuckled. “Don’t care, I’ll know I did, and that’s what counts. I doubt that cock sheath of yours will ever forget this knot.”
A sly smile crossed Weiss’s sweat-soaked, exhausted face. “I suppose you have a point there.
Her eyes dropped to Cooper’s still hard cock, glistening with their sex. She licked her lips greedily, staring wide-eyed at the dick. Her cunt began to ache with need, despite feeling extremely overtaxed.
“You’re still hard,” Weiss noted.
“So I am,” Cooper shrugged.
“Don’t just brush that off,” Weiss answered his shrugging indignantly. “It’s improper for me to send you off with a piece of meat like that in your pants. I don’t need you trying to finish yourself off on some other poor human girl.”
“I don’t think they’d consider themselves poor if they got a taste of this knot,” Cooper answered.
“Well, I didn’t!” Weiss declared. She got up on her knees and drove her thumb into her chest. “So, consider this a parting gift.”
Before Cooper could respond, Weiss had a hand around his shaft, stroking the area between the tip of his red rocket and his knot. She leaned forward, letting her tongue fall from her pouty lips. Her hand shifted back, bracing against Cooper’s thigh as she effortlessly swallowed him down to the knot.
SUCK~! SUCK~! GULP~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GULP~! SUCK~! GULP~! GLUKK~! SWALLOW~! GULP~! SUCK~!
Cooper found himself paralysed by Weiss’s skilled mouth. For the first time this entire time in the beach hut, Weiss had Cooper on the back foot. Two back-to-back orgasms had left Cooper feeling extremely drained. His massive member was bucking and kicking inside of Weiss’s mouth, battering her soft innards with its hard form, making the Throat GOAT of a whore genuinely RETCH~!! for the first time in years. Slobber exploded from her lips in a spray of haphazard bubbles, one of her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her face turned a shade of pink. The dog Faunus reached forward, placing a hand on her head. His fingers gripped her hair tightly as he began to thrust forward, meeting the bobbing of her head halfway as he began to fuck her face.
Typical canine, going into a frenzy. This is what gets bad dogs like him put down Weiss thought.
Her tongue coiled around the warm, turgid flesh of Cooper’s cock, savouring the taste of every inch of his dog meat. Every pounding vein received its fifteen seconds of fame in Weiss’s mouth as she worshipped the entire surface area of his cock.
Cooper put a second hand on Weiss’s head, drawing the lust-filled eyes of Weiss up to gaze at him with a slutty, doe-like expression.
“You wanted to taste the knot?” He asked.
I doooo~ Wiess answered mentally, her mouth still full of cock. A long, thin strand of arousal was drooling from between her plump cunt. A warning of what was about to happen.
Cooper thrust forward, hard, burying his entire cock, knot and all, into Weiss. The white-haired whore screamed as she came, a torrent of squirt spraying from between her plump legs. She gagged and retched hard around Cooper’s massive red rocket as it clogged her throat. The dog Faunus let out a howl as he came just as hard as Weiss did, pumping rope after thick rope of seed straight into Weiss’s stomach, making her already slightly more shapely stomach that much more slightly shapely. The white-haired whore’s mind melted as the alluring taste of Cooper’s cum rushed back up her throat, washing over her body with orgasmic bliss. Her entire body was writhing like Cooper’s cock was a live wire being run through her.
His orgasm was the longest one he’d had up to that point, pumping out nearly as much as his first two loads combined. He didn’t let off Weiss until she had swallowed every inch. Her face was turning red from both arousal and a lack of oxygen by the time she pulled out.
A series of saliva strands connected Cooper’s still-hard cock to Weiss’s mouth.
“Damn~” Weiss moaned, reaching a hand up to clasp Cooper’s massive dick. “You’re still hard~!”
“I’m surprised too,” Cooper replied, his tail wagging hard. “Usually, three's my limit. Guess a girl like you is making me feel special today.”
“Good boy~” Weiss purred as she stroked his red rocket. “You know … you’ve got one more hole to claim, but I don’t think I can stay quiet if this bruiser goes in my butthole. So, how about you and me go back to my hotel room? Don’t worry, they allow dogs.”
Cooper scoffed. “Oh, you’re lucky you’re hot and take my knot so well. Otherwise, I might actually have to punish you.”
Weiss bit her lip. “Doesn’t sound so bad to me. So, what do you say, want to go for a walk?”
Damn, guess everyone had the same thought for this holiday weekend. Weird, the hotel wasn’t nearly as packed the White-Haired huntress thought. The sandy shores were coated in a sea of settlements, ranging from individuals getting their tan to whole families worth of people. Humans and Faunus alike were packing the rather densely populated ocean fronts of the few protected beaches of the Kingdom of the Vale.
Years after vanquishing Salem, the last of the Grimm still hadn’t been fully defeated. Weiss didn’t mind, though; it kept her in work as a Huntress and prevented her from returning to the family business. Which she was especially relieved about, given the ongoing disputes with the labour force.
Damn Faunus, always making a muck of things the Heiress’s face turned to a scowl as she searched for any sign of open land on the beach. She spotted one, finally, but quickly soured on it upon realising that a Bear-Faunus family had set up shop only two towels over. She let out an annoyed grunt at the revelation.
“See a good spot, babe?” Asked Weiss’s girlfriend, Ruby Rose. The two short, pale-skinned women were dressed for their beach day. Weiss had on a gorgeous white bikini with red ties that kept the material covering her crotch and decently sized ass. Her almost completely flat chest was covered more as a formality at this point, as the white-haired woman truly could not say with confidence that she had breasts at all. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail, cascading off her back like a bright white waterfall of silk.
Next to her was Ruby, dressed in a vibrant red bikini. Her breasts were more developed than her girlfriend’s, but still a far cry from the impressive bust that her half-sister Yang Xaio Long had grown. They were contained in two bright red triangular wedges, with the left breast bearing the logo of the Huntress (a stylised blooming rose) in white. Like Weiss, Ruby’s bikini was held up by string ties, which sat playfully against her soft thighs. Around her throat was a rather thick black choker. Her choppy black hair was being swept out of her face by the wind, with her hair growing and naturally discolouring into blood-red tips.
“Not yet,” Weiss replied, continuing to scan the beach. Her expression was hard to read under her rather gaudy brown sunglasses, but there was a clear upturn of her lips.
“Oh, what about there?” Ruby asked, pointing to the exact spot Weiss had seen earlier.
“No, that’s … that’s too close to the water,” Weiss made up a quick lie. Ruby had often called Weiss out for her overt prejudice towards Faunus kind. Weiss had always retorted that she “tolerated” Blake, their former teammate, and that should be enough. The fact that Blake had stopped speaking to them both after school (and that Yang, Blake’s girlfriend, had stopped speaking to Weiss) should have been enough to tip Weiss off that her behaviour was far from acceptable, but she brushed off such criticism. After all, they were coming from a Faunus.
“Oh, over there,” Weiss said, pointing far down the beach. “Near the drink bar.”
Ruby let out a sigh. She was left as the one to carry everything for the couple. Their cooler, both towels, the umbrella, the tote bag full of sunscreen and their speakers. Weiss set out with a confident stride, flip-flops slapping against the ground. Ruby followed, feeling a bit put out.
Hopefully, I can at least slip away from her for a bit and have some real fun this trip the two girlfriends unknowingly thought at the exact same time.
Weiss and Ruby made their way down the long walkway towards the distant spot the white-haired woman had pointed out. The cooler rolled behind them, jostling with every rock it bumped into. Weiss manoeuvred through the crowds, watching carefully for any Faunus approaching. When one did, she stepped back, putting her hand out in front of Ruby (or more accurately, the tote bag on Ruby’s shoulder that had their wallets in it).
The Faunus man, a rabbit folk, seemed not to pay the gesture any mind as he glided past them, moving further on down the walkway to wherever his destination was. Ruby wasn’t going to say anything, despite noticing the clear shift in Weiss’s attitude, until she heard her girlfriend breathe a sigh of relief.
“He wasn’t gonna rob us,” Ruby stated in an unamused tone.
“You can never be too careful in big crowds like this,” Weiss replied, turning as she spoke and starting down the walkway again. The entrance to the beach they wanted to go through was just ahead.
“You hadn’t acted like that for a single other person walking past us,” Ruby protested, readjusting her grip on the tote bag as she followed Weiss.
“He just gave me a strange vibe with the way he was walking towards us,” Weiss answered.
“Because he was a Faunus,” Ruby retorted.
“Hey!” Weiss whirled around, an indignant look on her face. “I am not racist against Faunus. I just know their kind are more likely to resort to petty crime than humans. That’s not racism, that’s statistics.”
“Statistics that ignore the factors that lead to a person committing petty crime, such as poverty and lack of social safety nets,” Ruby countered.
“Ugh, whatever,” Weiss replied with a flippant wave of her hand. “Let’s just hurry up and get to our spot before someone else takes it.”
Ruby shook her head, but continued after Weiss, letting the white-haired woman win the argument by getting Ruby to drop the subject altogether.
Ruby had to set up both towels, as usual, spreading out a white one with a light blue crest and a red one covered with black patterns.
“You are going to cook on that thing,” Weiss commented, looking at her girlfriend’s towel with disapproval.
Ruby shrugged, offering Weiss a grin. “I need a tan, anyway.”
“Girls like us don’t tan,” Weiss countered. “Speaking of, let’s get the sunscreen on now. We honestly should have done it back at the hotel.”
Ruby turned and pushed both her hands into the bag. It was full of all their supplies for the day. They’d made some sandwiches to avoid paying for overpriced beach food, their wallets, which contained their money and their scrolls, and a large but still portable speaker. Ruby’s fingers curled around the plastic bottle of SPF 50, pulling it free.
“Right here!” Ruby exclaimed with a smile, holding the bottle high in the air.
“Good,” Weiss said. The white-haired slut was practically glowing under the sun with the way her skin was reflecting the light. She lay down on her towel on her stomach. A hand went back, pulling at the string of her bikini top. It came undone quite easily. Ruby moved up behind Weiss, flipping the bottle over. One hand popped the cap open whilst the other cleared the strings of Weiss’s back, letting Ruby drink the gorgeous, svelte form of her girlfriend. Ruby had seen Weiss’s back completely naked plenty of times. The two often swapped who was fucking whom with their various strap-ons, but Weiss seemed to always insist on being the bottom when it came to using a specific toy. A red dildo that featured a knot and a flared tip, giving it an overall animalistic vibe without pointing to one specific species.
SPURT!!
Three thick globs of white cream fell onto Weiss’s back. The cool liquid pressed against her pale skin, alerting Weiss to the fact that she was already starting to cook in the heat of the day. Ruby put the bottle down in the sand, pushing it hard to partially bury it upright. She splayed her fingers and settled her hand on Weiss’s back, rubbing the white liquid into Weiss’s skin. Weiss let out a small, almost involuntary moan of pleasure as Ruby’s skilled fingers danced across her back. The white-haired woman rested her head against her folded arms, turning her head to one side. It was impossible to track where she was looking with her sunglasses on, but Weiss was scanning the beach. She clocked couples and thruples and more. Families and friends, humans and Faunus alike enjoying the warm weather.
Her eyes lazily moved across the crowd until finally stopping at a beachside bar. It was a themed thing, made of wood and leaves, meant to invoke a “tropical” design. Sitting at the end of the row of stools was a Faunus man. A canine-type, Weiss knew instantly from the way the second set of ears moved, jutting up from his shaggy head of black hair. The shaggy tail sticking out from the back of his board shorts only confirmed it further. The tail swung lazily back and forth as the man laughed and enjoyed drinks with a friend.
Weiss’s gaze lingered on the man. He was tall and thin, not particularly muscular, but also not overweight. He was dressed only in those board shorts, dark blue, and a cream-coloured short-sleeve button-up, which was currently unbuttoned. She stared at him for some time, trying to will him to get up out of his seat.
Come on, please just let this faunus fuck have what I want She thought, her jaw tensing up a bit.
It seemed that her silent demands were heard, as the man turned in his seat, putting his front towards Weiss. He rose to his feet, walking away from the bar. His crotch pointed right at her. Along with the outline of a huge dick in his pants.
YES~! Weiss thought, feeling her cunt starting to drool between her legs.
She turned her head, flicking her gaze up to Ruby. Ruby was rather absent-mindedly rubbing the suntan lotion into Weiss’s back at this point, her head turned around, looking away from her task.
Now to just ditch the girlfriend for a bit of vacation fun. This doesn’t count as cheating, right? None of the others did Weiss reasoned.
“H-hey, babe,” Ruby turned her head to Weiss. “I just heard there’s gonna be a volleyball tournament back down the beach.”
“Oh?” Weiss answered. “That’s fun.”
“Yeah,” Ruby replied with a nod. She pulled her hand back for a moment, then grabbed at the strings to Weiss’s bikini top, doing them up. “I uhhh … you wouldn’t be mad if I went down and signed up, would you?”
Jackpot! Weiss thought, almost not believing her luck.
“No!” She said, a bit too enthusiastically. “No, no, go on ahead. I’m just gonna sunbathe and get a little reading in.”
“Cool, love you,” Ruby declared before leaning down and kissing Weiss on the cheek.
“Love you too,” Weiss replied.
Ruby got to her feet, sprinting off down the beach, moving through the many, many encampments. Ahead of Ruby was a set of two taller guys, both of them faunus. Horse types, Weiss thought, but didn’t really care. She turned away from Ruby the second the pale slut was too far away to hear her footfalls.
Weiss turned her attention back to the beachside bar. The dog Faunus was returning to his seat and greeted his friends with a wave.
What luck! Weiss thought as she scrambled to sit up. She dove into the tote bag, retrieved her wallet and rose to her feet. She pulled her sunglasses off, tucking them into the strap of her bikini top between her near-nonexistent tits. Weiss approached the bar with a brisk pace. As she walked, her hands fell to her bikini bottoms, pulling at the already thin material, hiking them up into a more thong-like design. This pulled a hefty amount of her cheeks out, easily her best feature, but it also exposed something else. A black dog paw print tattoo on her butt. It wasn’t anything excessively large, but it had been enough to prompt Ruby to ask about it once. Weiss had explained it was in tribute to a family pet, which had hilariously bitten her butt one time. Ruby had accepted the lie at face value, knowing nothing of what the brand truly meant.
The white-haired woman reached the bar, pushing her way in between the dog Faunus man and his friend.
“Excuse me,” She said with a sultry tone coating the words. Weiss pushed herself up to the very edge of the bar and leaned forward as far as she could. The short woman went up on her tippy-toes, which had the added benefit of bringing her perky ass with its black tattoo up and closer to view. The dog Faunus and his friend both recoiled as Weiss elbowed her way through the duo, but neither of them voiced any further complaint once they got a look at Weiss’s gorgeous, pale body. The barkeep seemed less enthusiastic about her intrusion, but knew better than to make his annoyance known. A scolded customer is no customer at all.
“What can I get you, lass?” The barkeep asked, throwing the towel he had been polishing the glass in his hand over his shoulder.
“Hmmmm,” Weiss pursed her pouty lips together and leaned forward to “get a better look” at the menu. Doing so brought her perky ass further into view.
“Whoa,” The dog Faunus man said, letting Weiss know he had seen her tattoo.
“I think I’ll take a … salty dog,” Weiss decided, most of her body leaning over the countertop at this point.
“In this heat?” The barkeep asked. “How ‘bout I substitute the salt for sugar?”
“Works for me,” Weiss grinned.
The barkeep turned to start working on the drink. Weiss turned her head to look at the dog Faunus. His gaze was shamelessly on her ass, but he did his best to twist his attention and pretend he wasn’t looking as he caught Weiss’s head turn out of the corner of his eye.
“Hi there~” Weiss greeted him. “I’m Weiss.”
“Cooper,” The dog Faunus replied with a curt grin. “And this is my friend, Milo.”
The man sitting next to Cooper on the other side of Weiss gave a wave. Weiss paid him no mind at all.
“Nice to meet you, Cooper,” Weiss grinned. “You enjoying this hot summer day?”
Cooper shrugged. “Been alright so far, gorgeous views, gorgeous girls.”
“Oh,” Weiss smiled, playfully biting her lip. “You come here for the views or the girls, then?”
“Can’t it be both?” Cooper replied with a wolfish grin.
Weiss met his grin with a grin of her own. Her eyes flicked down to the blue board shorts he had on. Up close was an even more enticing view. The flaccid shaft was stuffed down one pant leg, pressed tightly against his thigh. The actual shape was hard to determine, but Weiss could tell it was nearly as long as his thigh. Not the biggest dog cock she’d ever taken, but more than enough to satisfy her.
I’ll leave the size queen fantasies with Ruby and her oversized dildos Weiss thought All I care about is that big, yummy knot~
“Here you go, miss,” The barkeep said, breaking Weiss’s concentration. She turned around to find her Salty Dog shake was ready for her, a vibrant, pale pinkish orange with ice, a sugared rim, and a piece of grapefruit floating on top.
“Thank you,” Weiss replied. She pulled out some money from her wallet and paid for the drink. Then, she slammed down the shot, making a show of her tongue lapping up all the sugar from the rim, mostly for Cooper to enjoy. Her eyes glanced at his board shorts, watching as Cooper’s cock began to stir. Weiss could feel a damp spot forming in her bikini bottoms. She placed the glass back down on the table and licked her lips. Her dainty fingers plucked the piece of grapefruit out of the remaining ice.
“It was nice to meet you, Cooper,” Weiss said, smiling at the dog Faunus.
“Nice to meet you as well, Weiss,” Cooper replied.
Weiss wrapped her arms around Cooper, hugging him.
“The changing huts… five minutes,” She whispered in his ear before biting his lobe. Cooper said nothing, but did put his hand on Weiss’s ass, patting her butt right on her paw print tattoo. Weiss sauntered off, making sure to sway her hips to give Cooper and whoever else might be looking a good show as her perky butt shook with what little it might have. She bit into the grapefruit, letting some of the juice run down her chin. Her other hand pulled her sunglasses out of her bikini top, placing them back on her eyes.
And just like that, this trip is worth it She thought.
KISS~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~! KISS~! KISS~! SMACK~! KISS~! MUWAH~! SMOOCH~! SMACK~! SMOOCH~!
Cooper’s strong hand groped Weiss’s pale thighs as their still clothed crotches pressed together. Weiss’s back was up against the thin walls of the changing huts. They were colourful stalls that could easily be mistaken for outhouses on the outside. The lack of proper ventilation left the insides rather humid, but neither Weiss nor Cooper cared at that moment. The white-haired slut had her arms wrapped around Cooper’s neck, fingers running through his shaggy black hair. Cooper’s tail was wagging furiously, the tip of it brushing against the plastic of the changing hut.
There was a bench for someone to sit on, made of the same uniform plastic as the rest of the hut, but beyond that, it was standing room only.
Their kiss broke, leaving a few strands of saliva connecting their lips.
“You kiss good for a mutt,” Weiss hissed, biting her lip.
“Ohhh, you’re one of those kinds of pad girls,” Cooper commented with a wolfish grin.
“That gonna be a problem, you mongrel?” Weiss asked, biting her lip.
“Does it look like it’ll be a problem?” Cooper responded, gesturing down with his chin. Weiss followed the movement, finding a rather impressive tent was pitched in his trunks. Weiss’s jaw went slack. Her hand reached out towards the tent out of pure instinct.
“You mangy mutts are good for something,” She said in an absent-minded voice. Cooper was sporting a wolfish grin still, letting her rude words linger in the air. Thin, lithe, and extremely pale fingers wrapped around the thickness. Another noise, this one a whimper, escaped from Weiss’s parted mouth. Her cunt was starting to drool between her legs, the damp spot in her bikini bottoms getting worse. She could feel the throbbing of his red rocket under the navy blue clothing.
“Enjoying the feeling?” Cooper asked with a full, confident tone. He puffed his chest out a bit. He was far from the most muscular person Weiss knew (that title belonged to another detestable Faunus by the name of Sun), but in that moment, his confidence made him seem like an Adonis.
THROB!!
The thick spider-web of veins that ran up and down the dick was pounding subtly against Weiss’s hand. She held tighter, trying to feel the heat of his erection directly without having to waste time dropping his shorts. Her hand slowly began to move back and forth, stroking the full length and girth.
He’s so big~! She thought. Her ice-blue eyes hadn’t wavered, not even so much as a small tremor in them. It seemed completely impossible for Weiss to look away from her prize.
“I asked you how it feels to hold my cock,” Cooper repeated, licking his chops.
“I don’t take orders from you, cur,” Weiss replied. Her grip on his dick tightened, making Cooper grunt from the sudden shift from loving grasp to authoritarian grip. “You might have a gorgeous knot, but you’re still a bitch.”
Cooper’s hand leapt up, his strong fingers wrapped around Weiss’s neck in an instant. Weiss let out an aroused wheeze as her skin turned to gooseflesh from the sudden and rough handling. A single step saw her bare backside pressed against the heated plastic of the beach hut, making her whimper in discomfort. Her now frantically moving ice blue eyes were met with Cooper’s steady, midnight black pupils.
“Take off your bottoms,” He demanded sternly. “We’ll see who's the bitch at the end of this.”
Weiss purred, biting her lip. Shaking fingers (Weiss was losing control of her nervous system to her arousal) searched the hem of her bottom for the strings. The trembling digits took several attempts to undo the lace before the white material finally fell from between her splayed legs. As they dropped, several thin strands of Weiss’s arousal clung from the swimwear material to the mound of Venus that made up her plump pussy.
Cooper’s free hand moved to the hem of his shorts. With a few quick yanks, the red rocket was freed. Weiss’s eyes flicked down to admire her prize. A glistening, throbbing pillar of flesh, as vibrant in colour as she had hoped. The veins were thick and prominent, more than seemed necessary for Cooper’s size. He was quite hung, yes, but it still seemed in excess. At the base of the dick was a knot nearly the size of Weiss’s fist.
BA-BUMP~!
Both sets of Weiss’s lips were drooling. Arousal was pumping through her veins like blood. Cooper’s hand moved to Weiss’s, directing one of her quivering palms to his dick. The white-haired whore gasped, filling her lungs with what little air could get past the rather tight (and dominating) squeeze Cooper was putting on her windpipe. His strong fingers pressed onto the sides, restricting a bit of blood flow and turning her face a blushing pink.
“Let me ask again,” Cooper growled as Weiss’s fingers curled around the now-exposed flesh of his red rocket. Her hand immediately began to stroke him, gentle fingers moving up and down, tracing his veins, feeling his throbbing pulse. Her digits lapped at his tipless tip, slathering her fingers in the leakage of pre-cum that was running down the shaft, making sure he was properly lubricated. “How you like the feeling of my cock in your hands?”
“I love it~” Weiss whispered. “Cur cock is the best. That knot is going to gape all my holes~”
Cooper’s cock responded in kind, bucking in Weiss’s hand, as if trying to show approval for her words. The white-haired whore was shaking with anticipation. Cooper let go of her, letting Weiss gulp down a full breath of air whilst feeling her face starting to cool off as the blood drained back into her body.
“Knees,” Cooper ordered.
Weiss did as she was told, staring up at Cooper with a look of what little defiance she could muster. She soon found herself eye-level with his cock, no longer occupied by her fingers.
“Good girl,” Cooper mocked her.
“Oh, don’t you start with this shit, you damn dog,” Weiss growled out. “You want to try training a slut, then go find a more willing whore. I’ve got a clicker in my purse, I can flip the script like that.” She snapped her fingers to make her point. Her hand returned to his cock, pulling the red rocket down to angle the tip of it at her mouth. She split her lips, rolling her tongue out and lapping at the underside, just the first few inches.
“Ooooh~” Cooper cooed, throwing his head back. His tail began to wag back and forth faster, brushing up against the other side of the Beach Hut.
Eugh~! Weiss sneered If only I didn’t have to watch this mangy mutt wag his tail like I just threw him a ball to fetch!
“You want me to offer to take you for walkies too?” Weiss pulled back, looking up at Cooper with a resentful face.
The dog-Faunus turned his attention to the white-haired woman beneath him, growing tired quickly of her comments.
“You know, I think it’s time you learned not to bark so much,” He replied. His hands went to the back of Weiss’s head. The white-haired whore did not get so much as a word out as Cooper thrust forward, invading her mouth with several inches of dog meat. Weiss’s tongue instinctively coiled around the heated red skin, her cheeks hollowing out to better suck on the impressive member.
Out the gate, Cooper was aggressive, pounding into Weiss’s slutty mouth hard. The bitchy slut tried her best to keep up, sucking hard as the knot pounded against her plump lips.
SUCK~! GULP~! GULP~! SUCK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! SUCK~! GULP~! SWALLOW~! SWALLOW~! SUCK~!
“C’mon!” Cooper growled. “You can do better than that. You got a paw print tattoo, and you can only suck dick like this? Please, that’s gotta be the fakest fucking shit I’ve ever heard. No knotslut would ever even attempt to gulp me down with this so-so suck job!”
Weiss grunted, the noise vibrating the impressive shaft that was reaming her throat. The white-haired knot-slut swallowed hard, constricting her throat and hollowing out her cheeks around the remarkable shaft. Cooper threw his head backwards, letting out a howling noise.
“That’s it~” He grunted. “Good bitch, goooooood bitch~”
Weiss’s tongue coiled around the red rocket, pressing hard against the pounding veins. She could feel her cunt throbbing between her legs, begging for something to be stuffed inside of it. Arousal dripped from her mound of Venus like rainfall, dampening the floor of the beach hut.
Cooper’s fingers curled tightly into Weiss’s loose, white ponytail. The pale slut felt the sting on her scalp. Her head was pulled backwards, dragged up the impressive shaft that she had been orally worshipping. Weiss, however, was not deterred by these simple roadblocks. She pressed forward, plunging back down the huge shaft. Her small breasts touched against her tucked thighs. The pale-skinned slut was currently squatting in front of her Faunus fuck buddy.
GAG~!! RETCH~!! RETCH~!! CHOKE~!! HLURK~!! GAG~!! CHOKE~!! RETCH~!! CHOKE~!! HLURK~!! HLURK~!!
Spittle was bubbling up from Weiss’s pouty lips as rheumy liquids ran from her eyes and nose.
“You look good with some K-9 cock down your throat, slut!” Cooper growled. A wide smile formed on his face, exposing his fangs. His massive member bucked inside of Weiss’s constricted throat, battering her soft innards with its hard form. A shot of pre-cum sprayed straight into Weiss’s stomach. This elicited a moan of pure pleasure from the knot-slut, her eyes rolling deep into the back of her head as the taste rushed up her throat and touched the back of her tongue.
“You don’t even need any fucking training!” Cooper chuckled. “You already know all the tricks. I can’t even imagine how many dog cocks have been down this throat!”
Weiss’s tongue responded for her, peaking from her lips and teasing at the knot just beyond her reach. This was met with an immediate reaction from Cooper, who shuddered rather suddenly at being stimulated on the knot.
“Okay, back off!” He exclaimed. His grip on Weiss’s hair tightened as he gave a proper yank on the ice-white locks, dragging the slut back up the full length of his girthy shaft.
POP~!!
The red rocket emerged from Weiss’s lips. Several strands of saliva were still connecting her pouty lips to the glistening tip. It pulsated and throbbed in the air. For a moment, Weiss thought the tip might erupt, spraying thick ropes of white nut sludge all over her. But alas, it did not. And Weiss’s dreams for a semen bath went unanswered in the moment. What didn’t go unanswered, however, was the desires of Cooper. His grip tightened on the back of her head, making her snap her skull backwards to look up at the dog-Faunus with a fuck drunk expression. Her face was crimson, flushed with arousal, as glazed-over eyes lazily rolled around in their sockets.
“You didn’t earn that fucking knot, bitch,” Cooper hissed, glaring at Weiss. “You want it? You earn it, got it, whore?”
The denial of the knot seemed to get the attention of the fuck-drunk Weiss. The white-haired whore sat up straight suddenly, pushing her tiny tits outwards, erect pink nipples jutting from them.
“Excuse you, you mangy mutt!” Weiss growled out. She pointed at Cooper in a rather accusatory fashion, seemingly completely unbothered by the fact that he was still folding a fistful of her luscious white hair. “This knot is the only thing your kind are good for! So, how about you be a good doggy, and roll over so I can play with your toy?”
“You cheap, dog dick-loving cunt,” Cooper growled out. “The rest of this is going to be a hate fucking. I know exactly what sluts like you enjoy. You’re so insecure about your desires to get gaped by this knot that you start acting all high and mighty, but the truth is, you’ve spent every waking minute of your life on this knot if you could.”
“Like I would ever be at the beck and call of some lowly faunus fu-”
Weiss’s declaration of defiance was cut off suddenly, at the thick, girthy red rocket was sent plunging back down her throat. This time, it took Weiss a few seconds to readjust to the sensation of having her throat stretched by such a huge dick. She gagged wildly, as her eyes rolled off in two different directions.
CHOKE~!! CHOKE~!! CHOKE~!! SPUTTER~!! CHOKE~!! RETCH~!! GAG~!! SPUTTER~!! GAG~!! RETCH~!! GAG~!!
Every thrust caused an eruption of saliva bubbles to spew from Weiss’s plump lips. Her face was a scarlet red, partially from the lack of oxygen (as there was a significant mass of cock clogging her windpipe) and partially from arousal (as there was a significant mass of cock clogging her windpipe). Weiss’s tongue skated along the underside of the red rocket, lubricating the throbbing veins and turgid. Despite the rough treatment from Cooper, in that moment, Weiss was the single most devoted dog cock lover in all of Vale. Her hands leapt up, clutching the sides of Cooper’s thighs for stability. His tail began to wag even faster and louder, pounding hard against the thick plastic.
Eugh, such a gross noise. At least I can drown it all out with the sounds of having my throat pounded~ The white-haired whore reasons.
The knot was kissing against Weiss’s lips over and over again, teasingly just beyond her reach. It was taking all of Weiss’s willpower not to extend her tongue again and lap at the knot.
No guarantee he’ll be as forgiving for a second transgression Weiss thought, as she closed her eyes to better focus on the taste of the dick Stupid cur cock, always attached to the worst kind of curs
Cooper grunted as his cock bucked deep inside Weiss’s throat again. This earned a genuine GAG~!! from the white-haired whore. Her dainty, lithe fingers gripped his thighs tightly as tears welled up in her eyes. He let out a rather wolfish growl as his skin turned to gooseflesh, and the patches of fur on his body became bristly. Weiss felt his fingers curl against her scalp, his claw-like fingertips pressing against her scalp.
“Alright, alright,” He grunted, pulling on her hair. Weiss moaned involuntarily as he began to drag her back up his cock. Her lips dragged behind, extending her mouth as she desperately lapped at the thick shaft passing from her throat.
POP~!!
The red rocket was freed once again, glistening with the thin layer of worshipfully placed saliva from base to knot. Weiss’s mouth fell slack, the slut moaning slightly as aroused breaths passed in and out of her lips, bits of steam in her gasps.
“Good girl,” Cooper chuckled to himself. He let go of her hair, letting it fall onto her sweat-soaked back. Much of it clung to her pale skin. Cooper sat down on the changing bench, his massive, glistening dick jutting up between his legs like the bowsprit on a ship. Weiss’s ice-blue eyes were shamelessly on it, watching every small twitch and shake it gave. Cooper put a hand out and snapped in front of Weiss’s face, breaking her trance-like state. “I really am thinking about getting a clicker. Since I’ve already got the treat right here.” His hand pulled back, gesturing to his crotch.
“Oh, shush, you mangy mutt,” Weiss hissed. “You should count yourself lucky I plucked you out from the kennel like the stray you are. There’s plenty of other dogs having a day that would love for a chance to get with this piece of ass.”
Cooper scoffed. “Your ass? Please, you’re flat as an ironing board.”
Weiss’s jaw fell slack in shock at such rude words.
“Bad dog!” Weiss hissed out. “How dare you insult my gorgeous figure?”
Cooper rolled his eyes. “Oh, shut up, you can’t pretend your tiny tits turn any guy on, let alone that flat ass. I bet that’s the real reason you chase tail, 'cus no human dick’ll give you the time of day. But, don’t worry, bitch, this knot’s gonna give you everything those mean humans can’t.” A wolfish grin crossed his face. A mocking tone coated his words like a garnish.
Weiss’s face was turning red, this time solely out of frustration. She rose to her feet quickly, pointing a rather accusatory finger at Cooper’s face.
“Now you listen here,” She hissed out, trying (and failing) to keep her gaze from falling to his gorgeous red rocket. Cooper rose from his seat before she could get another word in. His hand grabbed hers, redirecting her pointing fingers. The bottomless slut found herself being turned around. Her face was pressed against the hot plastic of the hut, making the cheap material bow slightly.
“Anyone ever tell you that you talk too much?” Cooper asked. Weiss shuddered as she felt the tip of Cooper’s red rocket teasing at her twat. Her nipples stiffened in her top. Cooper’s hand was still holding hers; his other hand took her free wrist. His arms twisted hers, pulling the back, bending Weiss over just a bit as she was made to push her ass out towards him.
“Yeah, that looks better. Maybe these cheeks’ll sing now~” Cooper chuckled to himself.
“Haaaaah~!” Weiss moaned as he thrust forward, burying most of his red rocket into her plump, wet, waiting mound of Venus. The knot kissed her lower lip. Cooper let the full length and girth of his cock up to the knot linger inside Weiss. She could feel the throbbing of his many, many veins, just like she had when it was down her throat.
“Y-you bitch~” Weiss growled, looking at Cooper out of the corner of her eye. “You Faunus f-fucks think these eh-exoti-c cocks gi-give the right to treat me like this?”
“You’re the bitch here, Faunus fucker,” Cooper replied. He pulled a few inches out before thrusting back into her, once again denying her the knot. Weiss moaned as a wave of pleasure washed over her body. Her snatch squeezed Cooper’s cock tightly. His grip on Weiss’s wrists became firmer as a result, feeling a wave of pleasure from her cunt’s vise-tight grip reverberate over his body.
Damn, she’s fucking tight~ Cooper thought, gnashing his teeth together. He pulled his hips back and thrust forward again, kissing her plump lips with his knot, teasing the slut. Weiss’s tongue fell from her slack jaw, eyes rolling into the back of her head.
“You f-fucking muuuuuuuutt~!” Weiss moaned. “You fucking cur mutt fuck~!”
Cooper’s cock bucked at the slurs, throbbing hard inside of her cunt. Everything thrust was making Weiss tighter as his numerous veins pounded hard against her most sensitive spots. Arousal was pumping through Weiss’s veins like blood, as her heart pounded so hard the white-haired slut worried it would crack a rib.
“Haaah~! Haaaah~! Haaaaah~!” Weiss moaned. “Cumming~! Cumming~! Oooooh~!”
Cooper grunted, trying his best to stave off his own need to finish as well. Weiss’s cunt contracted hard around his cunt, as if her love tunnel was attempting to crush his red rocket completely. A trickle of squirt dribbled down Weiss’s pale legs and Cooper’s crotch, getting his knot wet for the first time this encounter.
“Cumming and you haven’t even taken the knot yet,” Cooper chuckled. “I know that the only reason most of you Faunus fucksluts even look at me. Don’t worry, if you’re cumming now, just wait until I pump this knot in your twat.”
Weiss could only purr at the thought, biting her lip as she imagined the arousing sensation of having her twat gaped by Cooper’s thick dog cock. He picked up his pace, pounding into her more and more. His knot began to pierce her pussy, slipping in just enough to tease the whore before withdrawing just as quickly.
“In!” Weiss demanded. “In~! In~! In~! In~!”
SPANK~!!
The white-haired whore let out a yelp from the sudden impact as Cooper’s hand left her arm behind and struck Weiss’s small ass hard. The sting from the impact lingered. Weiss could feel the red welt that was forming on her pale skin, in the vague shape of Cooper’s hand.
“At least you take a good hit well,” Cooper commented.
“I could have you put down for that,” Weiss stated with a self-satisfied tone. A rather cocksure grin was spreading across her face as sweat ran down her clear skin, a combination of the heat of the beach hut and the sex.
Cooper didn’t respond with words. He returned his hand to Weiss’s wrist, taking hold of her once again. The grip was far tighter this time, as if Cooper’s hands had become manacles around Weiss’s dainty wrists. Weiss’s skin was gooseflesh, her breath hitched with anticipation. He thrust forward hard, pounding his knot into her plump, wet lips. Weiss let out a shriek of pure pleasure, a long, loud moan that let everyone nearby, in their neighbouring beach huts, or just waiting in line, know exactly what was taking place inside their specific chamber.
“Knooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooootttttttttttt~!” Weiss exclaimed as the massive root of Cooper’s members passed through Weiss’s lips and into her love tunnel. Her cunt collapsed again at the sensation, her already overstimulated snatch completely overwhelmed by what she knew to be her favourite feeling during sex. Being knotted.
Her entire body was shaking and writhing, fingers dancing on her restrained hands as she lost control of her nervous system. Her eyes rolled deep into the back of her head as tears streamed down her face. Her tongue dropped down from her slack jaw, letting a thin strand of saliva rapple down to her tits before sticking to the soft orange plastic wall of the beach hut. Cooper wasn’t even moving at this point, merely letting Weiss melt around the girth and length of his red rocket. A wolfish grin was on his face.
The ice queen melts like the slut she is~ Cooper thought to himself.
He pulled himself backwards, letting the knot slip from Weiss’s now well fucked pussy. The white-haired whore deflated a bit, letting out a confused whimper at why she had been robbed of the prize she had worked so hard to get. Only for Cooper to reinsert the knot on his next thrust, leading to another mind-melting orgasm on the part of Weiss.
He’s knotting me over and over again~! Weiss realised as Cooper pulled out and inserted his girthy root again Ohhhh this is the best~! Too many mutts like to keep it buried inside once they put it in! This dog knows how to give the toy back to play fetch again~!
PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~!
Cooper’s hips were a blur as he pounded into Weiss’s plump, wet cunt hard. Every few thrusts saw another orgasmic climax from the knot slut. All of her degrading words faltered, leaving her with only the pathetic moans and whimpers of a slut taking a knot over and over again. The dog Faunus leaned forward, putting his mouth next to Weiss’s ear.
“Not so high and mighty now that this knot’s in play, are you bitch?” He hissed, a hint of resentment in his words. “Call me a ‘mangy mutt’ or a ‘cur’ again. Do it. Tell me how much better human sex is, I dare you. I see that tattoo, bitch, I know what owns this ass. You’re practically enslaved to this knot.”
Weiss didn’t reply with words; her moans and mewls of pure pleasure continued to fill the beach hut. Her eyes were glazed over with lust, and her pouty lips were curled into a fuck-drunk, toothy smile.
SPANK~!!
“A-ah~!” Weiss’s eyes opened wide from the impact, showing off the glowing white hearts that had formed into her ice-blue pupils.
“Yeah, just look at you,” Cooper growled out, giving her whole form a lecherous gaze. His hand moved to her thigh, groping it from the back. His strong fingers kneaded her soft leg aggressively, truly manhandling the pale-skinned slut. The sensation of being held all over only turned Weiss on more. “Whimpering and shaking all over my knot. I know who's the real bitch here.”
“Haaah~! Haaaah~! Haaaaah~!” Weiss’s breathing was starting to grow haggard. Her body temperature was rising from both the sex and the heat of the hut. Her hands leapt up, no longer slack and dead by her side, but pressing into the soft plastic orange wall of the hut.
“Y-you,” She finally managed to get a single word out. “Y-you ma-mangy mu-tt.”
SPANK~!!
“Oooooooooh~!” Weiss’s lips puckered into a tight O-shape as another orgasm washed over her body. Her skin was glistening with sweat as her arousal trickled down her thighs.
Cooper scoffed. “Go ahead, call me a mutt again. It’s my knot in your wet twat.”
Weiss didn’t respond right away, taking in a few deep breaths and releasing a few whimpering moans first. There was a slight tremor to her form now; all the repeated orgasms had left her nervous system feeling a bit overtaxed. Her head turned, glistening with sweat and plenty of strands of white hair clinging to her gorgeous, soft face.
“You’re a mutt,” She managed to get out without a whimper or a stumble from a moan.
Cooper didn’t respond with words. Instead, he raised a hand and grabbed a fistful of Weiss’s white hair. The knot slut let out a grunt of pleasure as she found her head being pushed up against the wall of the beach hut, making the soft plastic contour and bend from the force of her head being pushed against it.
“I think I know exactly how to teach you to come to heel,” Cooper commented. “You’ll look good with a litter in your belly.”
A litter! Weiss’s eyes widened at the words, her heart nearly skipping a beat from both panic and arousal. All Cooper felt was the tightening of her snug snatch around his cock. He licked his lips hungrily.
Cooper’s hips dipped, pulling his knot from Weiss’s sopping wet twat. The massive member twitched inside of her, the multitude of thick veins beating against her overused cunt. Weiss could hear her heartbeat in her ears. Her frantic eye was moved to the corner, watching every small movement of her partner. He thrust forward, hard.
“Haaaah~!” Weiss exclaimed as her twat crushed his cock from a tight contraction, cumming hard. No matter how much she tried, she couldn’t help but orgasm every time he knotted her. His red rocket bucked, battering her soft, overstimulated innards with its rigid form. A shot of pre-cum erupted from his tip, spraying straight against Weiss’s cervix. She could feel the huge member trembling inside of her.
He’s close~! And he’s not going to pull out~! She knew.
He retreated, letting the knot slip out of her, then sheathed it again. Weiss cooed with pleasure. As did Cooper, as his cock erupted inside of her like a geyser, pumping thick loads of sticky white seed into her. Weiss’s entire body was shaking as she felt the impact of the cock snot against her cervix. His grip on her head tightened, pressing her head against the wall of the hut. Both of them were paralysed for a moment, basking in the glow of their orgasmic highs. Cooper’s cock was still hard as he pulled out of her, a few final sprays of seed splattering onto her reddened ass cheeks. A trail of white slime soon ran from between Weiss’s legs.
“Fuck~” Cooper groaned, reaching down to stroke his still fully hard erection. “That’s a good cunt.”
Weiss peeled herself off the wall, her legs shaking, her hair matted against her sweat-soaked body. She looked between her legs, watching the cum trails trickling down her thighs.
“Bad dog~!” She exclaimed. “As if I’d want to raise some mangy mutt’s litter!”
Cooper rolled his eyes. “I see, you’re a real defiant one, huh bitch?”
“I’m not interested in coming to heel for you and your … fat fucking cock~” Weiss managed to get through the words without reaching out to stroke or touch the red rocket, but only barely. Her body was still basking in the afterglow of so many intense finishes back-to-back. Her pale skin glistened with sweat and sex.
“Is that so?” Cooper asked. “Well, I’m a firm believer that you can teach an old dog new tricks.”
Weiss’s jaw dropped as she let out a scoff. “I’m not old, I’m twenty-si-”
“Shut up!” Cooper barked, making the white-haired whore close her mouth for once. “You’re gonna do exactly what this knot wants you to do.”
His hands moved to her, and Weiss didn’t resist. His strong grip took hold of Weiss’s thighs. The knot slut trembled in his hands as he picked her up like she weighed nothing at all. Her arms leapt forward, wrapping around his neck for stability. She could feel his red rocket teasing at the tip of her twat. A wolfish grin crossed Cooper’s face, a confident look in his eyes. Weiss was shaking slightly in his grip. She could feel her heart pounding against her chestplate, threatening to crack a rib. Arousal was pumping through veins like blood. Even after all the abuse that Cooper had just laid into Weiss’s cunt, her plump mound of Venus was drooling at the thought of more.
Cooper let his grip on Weiss’s weight drop, just enough to sheath his knotted cock back inside her. This time, he didn’t wait, letting her take the knot on the first thrust.
“Haaaaaaaaaaah~!” Weiss screamed, throwing her head backwards as her entire body was awash with orgasmic bliss. Her love tunnel collapsed around Cooper’s huge cock, squeezing hard against the girthy shaft. Her first proper spray of squirt erupted from her plump lips, soaking Cooper’s crotch. Her legs coiled around his waist, pressing hard into his soft skin. Her toes curled so hard they cracked.
Cooper dipped his hips, using his strength to lift Weiss. Then, he dropped her thrust upwards. The tip of his red rocket was kissing her cervix over and over again, scratching an itch that Weiss didn’t even know she had.
Maybe Ruby is on to something~! Bigger is better~! Weiss thought. That was one of the last ones she would have for a while, at least that didn’t involve the word “cock”.
“That’s it, good girl~” Cooper purred. “You look so good bouncing on my knot~”
“Aaahh~! Aaaahhh~!” Weiss’s pathetic moans filled the air. At this point, passersby of the beach huts were well aware that a couple was rutting inside the orange one, and the world around it had returned to business as usual. Neither Weiss nor Cooper spared a single thought for the people walking by. Both of them were consumed by the visage and sensations of each other's bodies.
PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!! PLAP~!!
“Y-you ma-mangy mu-utt~!” Weiss could barely get her growling words out between all the moans and mewls of pleasure. His massive cock was pounding hard against her twat. His elevated heartbeat made his overabundance of veins beat against her most sensitive spots like a drumline. The white-haired whore could feel her snatch tightening moment by moment. Cooper’s hands were on her meagre ass, groping both cheeks for stability as he burrowed his cock as deep inside her as it would go. The dog Faunus gritted his teeth, letting out a small, rumbling growl. He could feel Weiss’s cock crusher of a cunt tightening and tightening and tightening with every thrust. He was starting to feel the pressure in his knot.
“Seems your cunt’s finally trying to reject this dog dick,” Cooper hissed with a hint of self-satisfaction.
“Noooooo~!” Weiss moaned. “I’m just that tight~! Even after all the gape-making knots I’ve haaaaaaaad~!”
She practically sang the last word, showing off her training as a professional singer. Her cunt spasmed wildly as another orgasm washed over her body. Sweat was beading from every inch of her skin as squirt sputtered out of her twat haphazardly, like a garden hose that didn’t have enough pressure. Cooper’s massive member bucked, engorging itself slightly and spitting up a shot of pre-cum. That cocck water plunged deep into Weiss’s twat and broke off her cervix. Weiss’s head snapped backwards, her tongue leapt from her open maw in a pathetic, silent scream of pure pleasure. Cooper grunted in pleasure and pain as he felt Weiss’s acrylic nails digging into his back, attempting to dig tracks into his skin and fur. The white-haired whore was already cumming again, before her most recent orgasm had even finished.
“Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck~!” Weiss screamed at such a high pitch that only Cooper could hear it. The dog Faunus’s skin was sensitive to everything around him, especially Weiss’s touch. She was melting in his hand, her mind was mush from two consecutive and intense orgasms. Cooper didn’t let up, knotting the paw printed whore over and over and over again. Her plump cunt lips were drooling, and her other set was matching. A thick strand of slobber ran down Weiss’s chin. Cooper leaned forward, kissing her there and sucking up the saliva. His tongue fell from his mouth as he licked the side of her face. That seemed to get Weiss back online, her hands coming forward to bat at Cooper’s face.
“Yuck!” She exclaimed, trying to slap him away. “Bad dog!”
Cooper didn’t respond with words; instead, he simply thrust forward hard and buried his knot into Weiss’s twat with enough force to lift her a few inches up into the air. Weiss’s eyes were as wide as dinner plates. Her hand went to her stomach, where she could feel the vague outline of a cylindrical shape.
Th-there’s no way! Not even a hyper-hung dog-cock like this one could be that big! Weiss thought to herself.
Cooper’s sharp eyes observed the shift in Weiss’s hand, watching with a grin on his face as the white-haired whore gingerly stroked her belly, admiring the newfound bulge.
“You like that, bitch? “Cooper asked. He pulled back before Weiss could answer and thrust forward again, making the white-haired whore moan in pure bliss. “That’s right, you’re a good girl for this dick.”
“Yoooouuu c-currrrr~” Weiss moaned. “Th-this dog cock do-doesn’t meeaaannn anything to meeeeee~!”
“Oh yeah?” Cooper asked. His strong hands squeezed her ass cheeks hard, groping and kneading them like two wads of dough. “Then hop off it. You don’t wanna keep bouncin’ on my dick, then I don’t need you bitch.”
Weiss and Cooper locked eyes as the dog-Faunus slowed his thrusts to a stop. His strong fingers were still picking at her ass, trying to elicit some sort of emotional response. Weiss’s fingers tightened their grip around Cooper’s neck. She leaned in closer, her pale skin turning a shade of pink.
“W-well,” She said, bashfully. “Let’s not be too hasty. Maybe there are a few qualities about you that I could learn to love.”
Cooper’s grip on Weiss’s ass tightened as he slid the whore down his shaft. He made sure to take his time knotting her, letting Weiss savour every second of having her twat stretched well beyond its limit.
“You do look real pretty with my knot in your twat,” Cooper teased. “Especially when it's first going in.”
“Oh?” Wiess purred, biting her lip. She gyrated her hips, using what little strength she could muster at this point in the sexual encounter to pull herself off the massive knot. She twerked and shook her mid-section, grinding her twat up against the not. “You mean … I’m sexy when I do this?”
She thrust forward, taking the full knot into her twat. Cooper grunted, gnashing his teeth together as he did his best to fight off an orgasm. His cock did engorge again, retching up another wad of dick spit.
“Mmmmmm~!” Weiss purred, feeling the red rocket fire off inside her. “That all you've got? Just some cock water on free refills? No~ I want that canine cum~ All that red rocket womb-wrecking sperm came out on your first nutshot, huh? I thought you had a proper cum cannon between your legs. Guess I was wrong, shame. And my pussy is so thirsty. Guess I’ll just have to go find another red rocket to ride. Or maybe even a human di-”
She didn’t get through the final word before finding herself pinned against the soft plastics of the beach hut. Weiss’s mouth was being invaded by Cooper’s tongue. His pink appendage overwhelmed hers in less than a moment. Weiss’s eyes rolled deep into the back of her head. Her heart was pounding hard like a war drum in her chest, pumping arousal through all her veins like blood. She could feel her next orgasm approaching, sending the knot slut into a fervour.
“Cum~! Cum~! CUM~!” She chanted as she bounced on him hard, though if she was telling him or herself to do it, no one could be sure.
It didn’t matter who took the order, as both Cooper and Weiss’s orgasms crashed onto them at the same time. Like a rogue wave attacking a ship under, both Weiss and Cooper suddenly felt themself at the mercy of a far more powerful creature. Their own arousal.
Cooper’s cock engorged itself to the biggest it had ever gotten in this current sexual encounter. Weiss’s cock sheath was completely stuffed, and Cooper hilted himself to the base inside of her. Thick rope after thick rope of gooey cock snot sprayed from his red rocket, giving Weiss’ stomach a small bloat. The white-haired whore took no notice, however, as her orgasm was sending a rainfall of squirt from her pussy onto the floor of the beach hut. Both Weiss and Cooper looked like a live wire was being run through their bodies.
Soooooooooo muuuuuuuuuch~ cuuuuuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmm~ Weiss thought as the pink hearts burned brightly in her pupils. Her eyes had rolled off in two different directions, her mouth completely at the mercy of Cooper’s blocking any and all moans from escaping into the air of the overheating beach hut.
Cooper’s orgasm didn’t die down until long after Weiss’s had finished. He pulled his still hard, sex coated cock from Weiss’s overstuffed twat. His arms went slack, letting the white-haired whore fall to the floor. He stumbled backwards before letting out a long, satisfied howl. His massive red rocket flexed several times throughout the howl, but spilt no seed. Much to the annoyance of Weiss.
“Enjoy it while you can, Fido,” She mocked him. “No one will ever believe you bagged a human girl as fine as me.”
Cooper chuckled. “Don’t care, I’ll know I did, and that’s what counts. I doubt that cock sheath of yours will ever forget this knot.”
A sly smile crossed Weiss’s sweat-soaked, exhausted face. “I suppose you have a point there.
Her eyes dropped to Cooper’s still hard cock, glistening with their sex. She licked her lips greedily, staring wide-eyed at the dick. Her cunt began to ache with need, despite feeling extremely overtaxed.
“You’re still hard,” Weiss noted.
“So I am,” Cooper shrugged.
“Don’t just brush that off,” Weiss answered his shrugging indignantly. “It’s improper for me to send you off with a piece of meat like that in your pants. I don’t need you trying to finish yourself off on some other poor human girl.”
“I don’t think they’d consider themselves poor if they got a taste of this knot,” Cooper answered.
“Well, I didn’t!” Weiss declared. She got up on her knees and drove her thumb into her chest. “So, consider this a parting gift.”
Before Cooper could respond, Weiss had a hand around his shaft, stroking the area between the tip of his red rocket and his knot. She leaned forward, letting her tongue fall from her pouty lips. Her hand shifted back, bracing against Cooper’s thigh as she effortlessly swallowed him down to the knot.
SUCK~! SUCK~! GULP~! GLUKK~! GLUKK~! GULP~! SUCK~! GULP~! GLUKK~! SWALLOW~! GULP~! SUCK~!
Cooper found himself paralysed by Weiss’s skilled mouth. For the first time this entire time in the beach hut, Weiss had Cooper on the back foot. Two back-to-back orgasms had left Cooper feeling extremely drained. His massive member was bucking and kicking inside of Weiss’s mouth, battering her soft innards with its hard form, making the Throat GOAT of a whore genuinely RETCH~!! for the first time in years. Slobber exploded from her lips in a spray of haphazard bubbles, one of her eyes rolled into the back of her head, and her face turned a shade of pink. The dog Faunus reached forward, placing a hand on her head. His fingers gripped her hair tightly as he began to thrust forward, meeting the bobbing of her head halfway as he began to fuck her face.
Typical canine, going into a frenzy. This is what gets bad dogs like him put down Weiss thought.
Her tongue coiled around the warm, turgid flesh of Cooper’s cock, savouring the taste of every inch of his dog meat. Every pounding vein received its fifteen seconds of fame in Weiss’s mouth as she worshipped the entire surface area of his cock.
Cooper put a second hand on Weiss’s head, drawing the lust-filled eyes of Weiss up to gaze at him with a slutty, doe-like expression.
“You wanted to taste the knot?” He asked.
I doooo~ Wiess answered mentally, her mouth still full of cock. A long, thin strand of arousal was drooling from between her plump cunt. A warning of what was about to happen.
Cooper thrust forward, hard, burying his entire cock, knot and all, into Weiss. The white-haired whore screamed as she came, a torrent of squirt spraying from between her plump legs. She gagged and retched hard around Cooper’s massive red rocket as it clogged her throat. The dog Faunus let out a howl as he came just as hard as Weiss did, pumping rope after thick rope of seed straight into Weiss’s stomach, making her already slightly more shapely stomach that much more slightly shapely. The white-haired whore’s mind melted as the alluring taste of Cooper’s cum rushed back up her throat, washing over her body with orgasmic bliss. Her entire body was writhing like Cooper’s cock was a live wire being run through her.
His orgasm was the longest one he’d had up to that point, pumping out nearly as much as his first two loads combined. He didn’t let off Weiss until she had swallowed every inch. Her face was turning red from both arousal and a lack of oxygen by the time she pulled out.
A series of saliva strands connected Cooper’s still-hard cock to Weiss’s mouth.
“Damn~” Weiss moaned, reaching a hand up to clasp Cooper’s massive dick. “You’re still hard~!”
“I’m surprised too,” Cooper replied, his tail wagging hard. “Usually, three's my limit. Guess a girl like you is making me feel special today.”
“Good boy~” Weiss purred as she stroked his red rocket. “You know … you’ve got one more hole to claim, but I don’t think I can stay quiet if this bruiser goes in my butthole. So, how about you and me go back to my hotel room? Don’t worry, they allow dogs.”
Cooper scoffed. “Oh, you’re lucky you’re hot and take my knot so well. Otherwise, I might actually have to punish you.”
Weiss bit her lip. “Doesn’t sound so bad to me. So, what do you say, want to go for a walk?”