Petra stared down at her phone, re-reading the text chain that had led her to standing at the hotel room door of her old highschool friend. They had both gone on with their lives, Petra had become a teacher and stayed in the same small city that she grew up in, Rasha had gone on and become a rock star. “..What are you doing girl? This is crazy.” She exhaled.

She was just standing in front of the door, she hadn’t knocked yet or even made her presence known! She was just standing there like a crazy person. “..Maybe this is dumb, come over to watch Netflix? I.. I’ll just tell him I have plans.” She took a step back, then staring at her phone a gnawing thought nibbled at the back of her head. ‘You’ll regret this for the rest of your life..’ That was her mother talking, always telling her to take risks, go out, to be adventurous!

Her head fell into her hands, fingertips clutching at her hair as she threw her head back. “Ohmygod this is crazy. Okay. Okay. We’re just gonna watch Netflix. That’s it.. That’s all.” Her fingertips pressed against the doorbell.. Just Netflix.

…

The hotel room was nicer than many of the loft apartments that littered the ‘downtown’ district of that small city, a deluxe outdoor jacuuzi, a full kitchen with a full size fridge, hell it even had multiple rooms! Petra couldn’t help but take notice of it all as she sipped the chilled wine, recounting Rasha’s adventures.

“…And so I said to the guy, ‘You don’t want to pay us for the show? Fine! But I’m STILL gonna charge you for having to look at your ugly mug!’” Petra covered her lips laughing, her ears perking as she almost fell forwards.

“Are you serious?! What’d he say next?!” Petra smiled, it was like getting to live vicariously through the rock star, the boy she’d noticed in high school that was a little bit of a dork, he’d grown up so well!

Rasha shrugged leaning back against the leather couch taking a sip of the cherry red wine. “Well, naturally when money’s involved everyone comes running, Manager, Agent, Lawyers, and Record Company for sure.” He looked over, a glimmer in his violet eyes. “But, look at you, you’re a teacher!”

Petra gave a light shrug of her shoulders, a shy smile coming on her lips. “Yep, glamorous fourth grade students all giving applause..” She teased, she’d never really thought about being famous, but the idea did tickle her curiosity.

“Pff, c’mon, I just get teenagers horny enough to fuck.” Rasha sat up looking to the sexy woman that had once been the girl next door. “But you, you really make a difference, a one on one difference in their lives.”

Again Petra shrugged, it was her dream job growing up but she never really thought of herself as this all important being that Rasha was claiming of her. “Well, what’s on Netflix?” She gulped trying to change the subject, her arm reaching out for the remote but a tipsy slip of her body sent her crashing down against Rasha’s frame.

Pause.

A complete moment of utter silence as they stared at one another, Rasha had instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist to keep hold of her, and she was staring down at him. Her cheeks flushed from the mix of wine and the intimate sensation she felt just now being in his arms. “We could also..” Rasha leaned in, his lips so close to Petra’s.

“Yeah..?” She gulped, it wasn’t the wine talking, it was her heart beating firmly against her chest, the way his strong digits caressed along her thigh.

Rasha leaned in just a bit closer, bridging the gap. “Yeah..” He felt himself slowly tenting in his bright orange shorts, his cocktip slipping from his sheath, pressing against her thigh the moment she leaned in and kissed him.

It was a spark that unleashed a flurry of pent up passion, years of just being ‘friends’ in middle school, high school, the separation, the reunion as adults. Petra lewdly parted her lips, rolling her tongue against Rasha’s as she kissed to him! Her body churning with lust and desire as he quickly pulled her pants down her thighs, her legs kicking the garments off to the side while Rasha tore open her shirt.

It wasn’t like it was her favorite shirt anyways! Buttons ripped from torn thread as he hungrily kissed to her, his palm reaching up, grabbing her bra covered breast with a lustful squeeze. “Mhyhn!” Petra moaned out into the kiss, her body fidgeting as the burning sensation between her thighs continued to heat up, this blissful passion was one she’d only read about in erotic novels by her favorite shar pei author!

Rasha was experienced in this sort of thing, moments of passion were frequent for him, groupies, girls that felt they ‘understood his music’, but nothing like this. Nothing where he genuinely wanted to be with a girl and not just her body. His heart was racing as he pressed himself closer, but the kiss broke, leaving only a long strand of saliva that dripped from his jaw onto her breasts. “Fuck baby I’m so hot..” he moaned to her, watching as she slowly unhooked that bra and tossed it aside.

“Me too.. fuck this is crazy!” She moaned as he grabbed at her waist, pressing his face in and smushing her breasts to him. Her fingertips held his head close as he lavished her supple breasts with that large broad canine tongue of his. Lapping incessantly at her furred flesh, tasting every centimeter of her frame as he pressed his hips up close.

Petra bit down on her lower lip as she watched him swirl his tongue over her stiffening nipple, the sensation making her toes curl in delight. She didn’t even think about whether this was a fling, or a deeper picture, instead she just went with the flow. ‘Live in the Moment’ like the Improv Teacher at the community center had spoken about.

She immediately pressed her hips forwards, lewdly smearing her pussy mound against Rasha’s revealed green cock! How was that for ‘In the Moment’ mister Weiler!? She smirked, but more so at Rasha’s guttural groan from the movement of her hips. “Hnf.. fuck.. do you have a condom?” She groaned, immediately regretting the question.

Rasha’s ears folded at first. “Guh.. nawh- “

“Fuck it!” Petra gave a lusty groan pressing herself closer to him and lifting her hips. “Guess we’ll just have to do it raw!” …Every line she’d found in those slutty romance novels was finally paying off.

The canine perked his ears, giving a lewd growl as his palm grasped into her fleshy cheeks. “I’m good with that!” He slowly massaged his palms into her flesh, pressing his hips upwards and groaning at the lewd sensation of her soppy wet pussy. His lime green cocktip smeared against her folds, bucking himself against her, not purposefully missing the mark but just letting himself push wherever it felt like going.

She gave a lewd twitch of her body when she felt his tip grind against that sensitive little button, moaning out to him as she tried to balance on his frame and let herself feel the full pressure of his cock inside her. Yet the moment she lifted her hips his cocktip hit its mark, immediately dampening itself in her smooth velvet pussy. Petra moaning out as she let herself slide downwards on his cock with a wet SHHHLLLLLLLLLSSSPHP!

Rasha felt his entire body tense, the feeling of being inside of her, the girl he’d dreamed about for years, the culmination of his every fantasy. This was it, he was sliding inside of her, her pussy squeezing around him, her juices soaking his cock as she continued to slide down. She was taking every inch, a slow almost agonizing plummet onto his dick. “Hhfhfffh.. Ohfuck, Petra..” He looked up to her through half lidded eyes, his lips held in a pleasure drunken smile.

“Shhh.. let me take care of you baby.” Petra smiled down to him, in just a moment she felt like they were kids in high school again, like their entire lives had been building to just this moment. And she wasn’t going to ignore it this time! She slowly pulled her hips up, a sticky web of pussy juices sticking to his dick and her snatch as she lifted.

His jaw gaped open as the chilled air tickled his dick just for a moment, only for her to slide down again, wiggling her hips back and forth, letting his dick feel the tight contractions of her pussy as she shimmied his cock inside her. She was drenched, soaking wet she needed more though, she had to have more!

His arm clutched into her waist and her cheeks as she started to bounce herself on his shaft. She was riding him, endlessly pumping her hips up and down on his dick. Crashing her thighs against his with wet slaps of her hips, her maw opening as she moaned out. “Fffffyess! Ohfuck this.. this!” She cried out, her hips slapping onto his body while his hips began to buck inside her.

Those thick balls swung with every push of his hips, his eyes starting to shut even though all he wanted was to see her eyes, her face as he stuffed her full of dick. He could feel her tightening, just as he felt his own body trembling as that tight pussy rocked against his pointed cocktip. He was holding back, but he could feel himself filling up, that big bulging cock of his swelling, becoming engorged as he focused his abdominal muscles.

Petra moaned to him, her pitch getting higher as she begged for his cock with her little whimpers. “Fuck! Fill me up! Ohfuck I don’t even care just fill me up Rasha!” She moaned out, her eyes starting to roll in the back of her head, she needed it, his cock inside her, his cum, his dick pressing against her cervix with every bounce of her hips. “Just fill me! Doit! Fuckme! Fuck me hard!” She panted, practically begging for more with her tongue falling out from her lips.

That was it! It was too much! His cock swelled with his heated shaft finally blowing its load inside of her. Thick ropes of jizz bursting from his tip and spattering at the depths of her walls, he felt everything almost slow to a crawl as he came. The room was spinning, and she was still grinding his cock, every roll of her hips milking out another stream of cum from his sensitive cocktip. “Hfffhyssss!” He seethed, arching his back upwards as his claws sank into her skin, letting his head fall back as she clenched her pussy muscles on his dick.

The juices of her pussy drenching his shaft, soaking them with the essence of her own orgasm as she gave a few final bucks of her hips, thick globs of cum seeping from her snatch as she finally fell forwards. Landing against his body with a sweaty THMP!

Rasha was out of breath, his body drenched with sweat as he held her tight, panting for air with his tongue hanging out like an exhausted mutt. “Hahh.. hyhh.. hahh.. that.. thahht..” He grunted, before leaning his head back, that was everything.

Petra smiled down to him, the sexy woman practically glowing as she swished her tail back and forth, loving that thick feeling of his cum soaking inside of her body. “So.. Netflix?” She smiled, leaning over and kissing his snout.

Rasha gave an apologetic smile. “Petra, I’ve got to confess something to you, the Hotel Suite doesn’t have Netflix.” Pause. “Just Amazon Prime Video.” He grinned. What a scoundrel!