Her pussy is wonderful. Soft and fleshy, it rests in an ocean of short, almost silky fur that feels almost velvety under my fingertips as I spread the juices leaking from her dripping wet hole.
While my middle finger draws gentle, steady concentric circles around her clit, I catch myself repeatedly stroking that fine line between bare skin and fur. The transition between the two is barely noticeable, yet it's there - and it's magnificent!
My tender caresses soon make it almost impossible for my doe-like lover to stay on her feet.
Her entire body trembles with uncontrollable lust. If I weren't holding her with one arm wrapped around her flat stomach, she would have already collapsed to the floor.
I notice again and again how her hands twitch toward her crotch.
She, who has only ever known self-pleasure as a form of satisfaction, can barely suppress the deeply ingrained urge to masturbate. Her body is surprised by this unfamiliar, unexpected attention.
So this is what my touches do to a being who hasn't seen a man in her entire life.
I know that in this world every woman owns a dildo and that male sex dolls became standard in many households shortly after the apocalypse. It's safe to assume that my wet, panting friend here has both.
The way she reacts so violently to me shows that they were only a poor substitute.
Almost curiously, I free my half-hard cock and let it glide carefully over her wet slit, coating it with her thick, sticky juices.
I can see it - the feeling of my warm member between her legs robs her of all strength.
She falls forward, lands on the desk, and thrusts her ass demandingly upward. At the same time, one of her hooves stamps firmly on the floor to position her butt for me.
Her little deer tail lifts up, revealing her rosy asshole. I carefully trace the contour of her sensitive rosebud with my finger.
"Please," she whimpers and bites her lower lip so hard in lust that I can see a drop of blood escape. "Don't make me wait any longer!"
Now, as she writhes powerlessly on the desk in barely suppressible ecstasy, an idea comes to me.
I walk around the desk and position myself in front of her face, which is at exactly the right height.
My still half-hard cock, glistening with her thick juices, is right in front of her face.
Her eyes widen as she leans forward and curiously sniffs it.
"Before I can fuck you, you first have to get me properly hard," I explain to her sternly and lay my cock right across her face so that it forms a straight line from the tip of her small black nose up between her brown doe eyes. "I just came into a cup. So you'll have to put in some effort if you want to feel me inside you."
She gasps excitedly while she breathes in the scent of my balls with closed eyes.
It's not the first time I've experienced how strongly the anthropomorphic women here react to pheromones, and right there at my balls they are particularly potent.
"What should I do," she breathes in a high voice. She's breathing so fast now as if she were running a marathon.
I smile.
"You know exactly what," I reply.
Men may have died out, but the pornography from before still exists and is very popular. Even if it's a bit too vintage for my taste, as I quickly noticed thanks to my daily sperm donation.
My deer partner swallows audibly once and then slowly opens her mouth. A single strand of saliva stretches between her lips before her tongue darts out and tentatively licks along my shaft.
For a moment she pauses, as if she first has to process the taste of my cock, then she leans in closer and licks my shaft with a fervor that sends blood rushing into my cock. I can see the thick vein forming on it as her lips move back and forth over my manhood.
When it finally stands rock-hard at full attention, I grab her by her antlers and begin applying pressure to her mouth, which opens willingly and takes my cock deep inside.
Soon the heat of her throat envelops me while she breathes through quivering nostrils, trying to take as much of me as possible.
At the same time, I pull her head closer and closer by her horns to shove my cock deep inside her throat.
When I finally feel her trembling lower lip tickling the base of my shaft, I slowly pull out of her.
Breathing heavily, she gasps for air. A strand - a unique mixture of saliva and precum - connects my cock to her lower lip.
"Please," she begs.
I nod satisfied and position myself behind her again. It doesn't look like she could stand without the desk's support.
While I position my cock in front of her dripping wet pussy, I grab her cute little tail for better grip and thrust into her with a powerful stroke.
"Hyaaaaaaaah!" she moans. Her body arches.
For a moment I fear I entered too forcefully, but then she begins pressing back against my lap with the desperation of someone dying of thirst who can only be saved by my seed.
Again and again our bodies slam together with animalistic brutality, and I feel multiple streams of her juices gushing from her increasingly hotter pussy. The fur around her crotch is now completely matted and makes wet smacking sounds every time our bodies separate.
When I can no longer stand this heat, my own arousal finds its way and discharges in the form of a single, massive ejaculation into her receptive womb.
As I push myself all the way in, I feel the tight, powerful muscle tissue of her virgin pussy clench firmly around my manhood. I know exactly that my cock has reached the end, but then, as my seed spills into her, something gives way.
With full fervor, I pump my enormous load directly into her yearning womb.
When I finally pull my cock out of her, my deer partner's crotch shakes because the sensation overwhelms her overstimulated pleasure center.
Slowly I pull up my pants, ready to head outside.
I throw one last glance at the pretty face of my doe-eyed lover.
Her gaze is distant. She breathes heavily and her tongue hangs out of her mouth as if she wants to cool down.
When her pupils fix on me for a brief moment, it seems as if she wants to say something, but the only sound that escapes her is a happy, drawn-out moan.
Smiling, I bend down to her and let my fingers glide once more over her wonderful pussy, from which my milky, thick sperm is dripping.
Then I rub it over her lips until she opens them and sucks my juice from my fingers with smacking sounds.
"If you're still here tomorrow, you can skip the porn," I tell her. "With your help you'll get a lot more sperm from me."
Exhausted but happy, I head outside and glance at my wristwatch.
It's only 9 o'clock in the morning.
"Hey!" a familiar voice snaps at me from the side.
"What the hell took so long?"
I grin broadly.
"Relax! Let's get going first. I'll tell you everything on the way."
My best friend, a punk-rock-loving vixen with the self-ironic nickname Foxy, eyes me suspiciously. She snorts discontentedly and blows the colorful strands of hair out of her face before slapping me in the face with her tail as she passes.
"Next time I'm leaving, got it?" she hisses. "Or bring me along, for fucks sake! You know I'm hot for that sexy nurse of yours up there!"
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