Puppy Love

...Thursday...

Sonya Ruby sat at her desk at the head of room 5B with perfect posture. The zebra's workspace was clean and well-organized, save for the faint coffee stains in the faux-wood finish. She was finishing up grading a batch of quizzes she gave to her homeroom class, the last task she had for the day. She pulled the next test over and recognized her top student's handwriting. She read through each answer. One hundred percent correct, as usual. There was a time when Miss Ruby would have suspected Robbie of cheating, but over the years she realized he simply enjoyed the learning process. If the pup had his nose any closer to the grindstone of his schoolwork, he'd come up with scars.

Miss Ruby's train of thought ground to a halt when she heard a familiar giggle flutter from the doorway. She turned and saw a fluffy, giddy adult brown hare in gym shorts, plain white shirt and ball cap. “Something funny, Chelz?”

Coach Chelsea Beatrice—no one but Sonya got to call her Chelz—giggled some more and bit her lip; never a good sign. “I've got something I think you'll like.”

“Aww, Chelsea. No. Not right now.” the zebra groaned. Keeping her freaky friend's fetish for cubs a secret was hard enough without her coming around to flaunt it when she thinks no one else is around.

“No no—Seriously,” said the shapely rabbit, her eyes sparkling as if she had just won the lottery, “you are gonna wanna see this.”

Sonya sighed, pinched the bridge of her nose and waved her bodacious bunny friend in. “Hurry up and shut the door, then.”

The coach complied, shutting the door, and practically bounced to the zebra's desk, phone in hand. “So, you know that border collie you've got for homeroom? The one that keeps acing all his class assignments?”

“Robbie?” Sonya asked, “yeah, just got another perfect score from him here. Why-..” She paused, a sudden chill going down her spine. “Chelz, no! We agreed my class roster was off-limits from your little 'extra-credit' sessions!”

“Shhhh, relax. I remember, Roobs,” Chelsea said, the use of her own pet-name doing little to assure her, “but there's something about him I found that definitely warrants an A+.” She pulled up an image on her phone.

Miss Ruby immediately recognized the locker room security footage. “Aw, jeezus, Chelsea,” Sonya protested. She had no interest in baby-sized cub genitals.

“SHHH,” the rabbit cut in, “just look!” She manipulated the image with her fingers to center on the aforementioned canine student. The reason for her insistence immediately became clear.

“Wait, what's... that's... I... Holy SHIT!” the zebra could no more contain her thoughts as she could finish them. “He's huge!”

Coach Beatrice covered her equine friend's mouth with both hands as she held in a laugh. “ShHhHhHh...! I know~!” Sonya couldn't say anything else, her world had been flipped on its head. Chelsea calmed down, bent down to Sonya's ear and whispered, “and you know what's better?”

“What?” she answered, completely rapt.

“Well,” the bunny began, ”you know how I like to... measure the boys' erections? Tell them its part of the fitting procedure for their shorts?”

“Uh-huh?” Sonya's eyes widened.

“He's a nine-point-five incher!” the sparkle returned to the bunny's eyes, “and his knot's the size of a baseball!”

Sonya brought a hand to her mouth. This was unreal! If what her friend was saying was true, this nerdy little middle-schooler was above par next to most of the males she could remember sleeping with, and she was pretty sure the rest were horses! She did some quick math in her head and bit her lip. He's even bigger than her dildo at home! “This is crazy...”

“Right?! Who'da guessed it?” Chelsea chuckled, “scrawny little nerd's packing more beef than Oscar Meyer!” The bunny stood back up and made to leave. “Anyway, thought that would interest you. I'll text it to you later. See ya, Roobs!”

Sonya wanted to tell Chelsea not to send the picture, but her mind was in a fog. Instead she nodded and muttered a goodbye. She looked at the quiz in front of her, and lingered on Robbie's name at the top. She glanced at the yet ungraded papers, then shook her head violently in a vain attempt to clear her thoughts. They wouldn't go away. She couldn't think straight! She decided to abandon the rest of her task, figuring there would be time tomorrow, and gathered her things. She stood up from her chair and looked back. There was a slight wetness on the seat. She wiped it off in a panic and stormed out of the room. She head for the exit and didn't even bother to fill out her time card. She hopped in her car and drove straight home.

Sonya practically flew through her front door and went straight upstairs. She entered her bedroom and opened her closet doors. In an inconspicuous shoe box was an eight-inch-long rubber phallus. It was flesh-tone, realistically-veiny and had a suction cup on the end, but otherwise was featureless. She grabbed it and continued to the bathroom, ripping off her clothes. They and her purse just fell and thumped to the floor. She turned the hot-water knob in the shower on full blast and angled the shower-head down and away, so as to merely fill the room with steam. Sonya then stuck the toy on the ledge in the corner, facing up, and made ready to mount it. She held onto a bar on the shower wall for support and plunged herself upon it. Vigorously, the zebra bounced and humped the surrogate cock, moaning and panting. She furiously rubbed herself with her free hand and made sure the rubber scrotum of the dildo slammed hard into her labia.

In her mind, she scrambled for images and memories of the males she'd fucked in the past, trying to drown out the thoughts of Robbie and his rocket. The quickie she had with the calico bellhop of a fancy hotel! The romantic fling with the handsome elk from Canada! The super-shy tiger pizza guy Chelsea talked her into double-teaming when they were shit-faced last St Patrick's Day!

It wasn't working! She wasn't getting off! She was starting to get worn out, and even slightly chafed! Reluctantly, Sonya let her mind drift back to Robbie, and the measurements her friend had taken. A deep, dirty tingle built in her loins and shot up the rest of her body in jolts as she imagined seeing his dick in person. She began imagining she was riding on that instead of this poor substitute. “Rh-.. Ruuh... Robbieeee...!” her mouth moved on its own as his name leapt unbidden from her lips. She imagined his tiny body under hers, sitting on the ledge of the shower. She imagined his little arms wrapping as far around her waist as they could. She pictured his legs flailing, too short to reach the floor. She started moaning his name louder. She started moaning it faster! She even pretended she heard him moaning hers back! “Robbie! Fuck! Puh! Please Robbie! Robbie Robbie ROBBIE ROBBIEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHH!!!”

Sonya gripped the bar on the wall like a vice and slammed her other palm against the sliding glass door. Her thighs clenched and spasmed, and she slammed her back against the shower wall. She wailed and howled over the noise of the water in what she thought must have been the most violent orgasm she'd had in years! Waves of pleasure crashed through her, and she gently rocked on the dildo to ride the rest of it out, gasping and groaning. Eventually, after an amount of time she didn't bother to count, she slid herself off the dildo and stood. Or, attempted to, at least, before losing balance and holding on to the safety bar as her knees gave way. “Holy fuck!” she breathed more than said aloud. After a few more minutes, her legs regained only enough strength to park her striped behind on the toilet.

The zebra reflected on the last hour or so of events. What the hell had she just done?! This wasn't her! She's not a cubophile... She's not a cubophile... She's not a god damn cub-fucking freak like Chelsea!! She's NOT!!! She brought her hands to her face, frustrated and hating herself. Her self-assurances were in vain. If there was one thing in her life that she knew wasn't capable of lying to her, it was her libido. Sonya willed herself to start climbing out of the hole she was digging for herself. This was just a fluke. It didn't mean anything. Just hormones and physical sensations, nothing more. She began to feel better. Its just a ridiculous, silly fantasy. Besides, what would a smart, forward thinking youngster with a bright future like that ever want with her anyway?! Yeah! She couldn't possibly pursue this madness further even if she wanted-... Wait...

She looked over at her purse on the floor. She bent forward on the toilet bowl and started rifling through it, pulling out a smartphone. The one she took from that little thieving bitch, Trixie, earlier that afternoon. Sonya scrolled back through the message logs she peeked at for shits and giggles and re-read what Trixie had sent to Robbie, and then to some other guy, Derek. She was unable, or unwilling, to halt the formation of a scandalous plot to see this filthy fantasy made real.

Tomorrow! It had to be! Everything fit. She had it on good authority that Trixie's parents grounded her after the school called her house. Robbie didn't share homeroom with her, or any other classes today, so he couldn't know that she won't show, or that she doesn't even have her phone! He would just be left hanging at the soda shop! Meanwhile, Miss Ruby would have to stay late at school under the pretense of the backed-up coursework. She had a master key with full access to the whole building. It'd be criminal to pass up this kind of opportunity!

But where..? The classroom? No, too many windows, and nowhere comfortable. Her car? No, similar problem. The janitor's closet? No, wait! The equipment room! Yes, total privacy! Perfect!

Sonya hopped up off the porcelain, new energy flowing through her. She grabbed the dildo and her laundry. After dealing with the clothes and toy, she browsed her closet. What would turn on a pubescent boy without scaring him off? After some mulling over she settled on an open bra and garter belt with fishnets. She had more than enough choices of more modest outfits to conceal the lingerie.

She stopped in her tracks. Was she really going to go ahead with this? This was statutory rape, at best. This could mean her job... Her future...

No! It'll be fine! Just a quickie to get it out of her system! Yeah! Meaningless sex! Otherwise she might go fucking nuts and do something stupid! Besides, he was certainly as big as any adult male, not to mention rather mature for his age. And what's more, everything's already in place for it to succeed! This was gonna be too easy!

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...Saturday...

Robbie's eyes fluttered open. Where was he? He didn't recognize his surroundings or remember how he got here. Wait... Yes he did. Miss Ruby. The school equipment room. The gas Station. The Car. The shower and pizza and talking. He slowly sat up and looked around the bedroom, half-expecting it to fade away like a dream, leaving him back in his own room. It didn't. Yesterday actually happened. “Woah,” was all he could manage.

He looked over at the other end of the bed. Miss Ruby wasn't there. She must already be downstairs, getting ready to take him home. Home... To the end of this wonderful dream-come-true. His heart sank, but he stiffened his lip. No sense in dwelling on it. Nothing he could do about it, and it was, after all, for the best. He hopped out of the covers and looked for his clothes and phone. Also gone? Odd. Though both their clothes were quite saturated in evidence of multiple acts of passion, so it made sense that they should be properly laundered. The bathrobe he had on last night was still there, so he donned it and made his way down the hall to find his lover-... his teacher.

He descended the stairs to find Miss Ruby sitting on the couch. All the blinds were down and closed, but he could see just well enough. She, too, wore the robe she had on last night, and Robbie considered this a confirmation of his assumptions. She also had his phone, though. Curious.

“Good morning, Robbie,” she greeted him. Her tone was unexpectedly chipper, he thought. He immediately dismissed the idea. She's clearly taking her own steps to return their relationship to some degree of normalcy.

“Good morning, Miss Ruby,” he replied, joining her on the couch. He found himself not knowing what to say next. Something was... off.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked.

“Oh yes, very,” he answered. Why did she have his phone? That was the only thing that didn't make sense. “Where are my clothes?” he asked in turn, still unsure if his suspicions are valid.

Miss Ruby made a show of looking back down the first-floor hallway, and said, “I just put them in the dryer. Mine too.” She looked back at Robbie. Her expression was difficult to read, but he did notice that her lipstick had been freshly reapplied. “Aren't you going to ask about your phone?”

“Uhh, yeah. That was gonna be my next question.” She was stringing him along for something. What's she up to?

“Well, your mom actually called last night, just after you passed out.” She began, and already she had his full and undivided attention. “Apparently an old friend of your parents' suddenly showed up late last night and needed a place to stay. She said your room was the only one available and, frankly, I got the impression she would rather you didn't meet him.” She paused, a hint of a smile barely pulling the corners of her mouth. “So... Your mother asked me for a 'huge, huge' favor.”

“What kind of... Favor...?” Robbie pressed, a strange anticipation gnawing at him. He was starting to get the same feeling he had back at the school, in the equipment room, right before she...

The corner's of the zebra's mouth began to pull back and she bit her lip, barely containing herself. She slowly got up from the couch and stood in front of him, towering over the anxious collie. Her hands made their way to the ties of her robe. “She asked me to keep you for a little while longer...” The ties gave, and she grabbed the halves of the garment. “The whole,” the robe slid off her shoulders, “entire,” down past her waist, “weekend,” and fell to the floor.

Robbie's heart felt like it was going to break through his ribs, and his mind was in the throes of a maelstrom. He hadn't even had time to feel joy over hearing that he didn't have to leave just yet, nor contemplate the wonderful possibilities of spending an entire weekend with the zebra. Now, he was far too busy taking in his teacher's-... his lover's unbelievable display.

Miss Ruby wore a bra and panties combo covered in cartoonishly-drawn white bones and red rocket-ships. Around her neck was a pink leather collar with a bone-shaped metal tag that read 'GOOD GIRL'. “Needless to say,” she finally said, no longer hiding her gleeful expression, “I graciously accepted her request.”

“Miss Ru-... Sonya... I... You're... But...” Robbie's mind was going off at a mile a minute; only every fourth or fifth thought was getting through.

“My butt?” Miss Ruby cooed, deliberately misinterpreting his gibberish, “anything for you, baby. Here you go.” She turned around and slowly bent at the waist. Not only did the collie discover the the panties were in fact crotch-less—her glossy-black pussy glistening in what little morning light crept through the blinds—but displayed on the fabric across the width of her huge cheeks in embossed metal lettering were the words 'BONE ZONE'. She turned her head back to see the tent he was pitching in his robe and giggled. “Enjoying the view, I see.” Robbie nodded dumbly, his tongue drooping from his mouth. The zebra stood back up and turned back toward him. “I can't for the life of me recall how I came across this little number, but I'm so glad you like it. I wore it just for you.”

“Oh... Sonya...” Robbie muttered. His member bobbed and tensed under the folds of his robe, achingly hard. Finally, a clear and coherent thought emerged from the jumble of hormones in his head. “But... what about... You know... Our talk last night? What we said?” Uttering the words made him fell a little ill, as if he just turned down the opportunity of a lifetime.

“Oh, that still stands,” Miss Ruby said. She continued to speak in her assuring, seductive tone, to Robbie's immeasurable relief. “When this is all over, its over for good.” She bent over the collie and placed her hands on the back of the couch, arching her spine to bring her starch-white cleavage into full view. “The only thing that's changed is... How long we get to enjoy this little fantasy.”

The little collie could hardly contain himself hearing this. “Well then...” His hands jumped to Miss Ruby's giant breasts and got as much of a grip as they could manage.

“Oh my,” She gasped.

Robbie craned his neck to meet her wide eyes and said, “what are we waiting for?”

“GOOD BOY!” the zebra shouted with glee. He released her tits as she pulled back from her towering stance. She dragged his legs out toward the edge of the couch, and lowered herself to her knees in front of him. She frantically untied his robe and threw the folds of cloth open, exposing his big red rocket. Both their mouths watered as she ran her hands through the fur of his legs up toward his crotch. She took his balls in one hand and his knot in the other, then started licking his cock from base to tip. The puppy huffed and moaned as he struggled to hold himself upright, gripping the upholstery tightly in his fists. “Mmmnnnn... Remember when I told you I had a lot of naughty ideas for you?”

“Uhhh... Uh-huh,” was all Robbie could say.

“Well, you'd better buckle up, stud, because we've got two whole days to go through them all.” She planted her lips on his shaft for a long, wet kiss.

“Ohhh, Sonya.” Robbie's eyes roll back.

“Mmm,” she broke the kiss, “Say my name again.”

“Sonya.”

“Now beg me for it.”

“Please suck my cock, Sonya? You know just how to launch my rocket!”

Miss Ruby squealed and giggled at Robbie's choice of words. “Don't mind if I do, darling!” She took one last, long lick of his shaft before bobbing up and down on him. Her hand holding his knot squeezed and twisted, and her other hand glided its finger tips along his puppy balls as she inhaled his cock over and over. Robbie's head wrenched back as he panted and moaned. After a few seconds, he looked back down and enjoyed the sight of the big zebra eagerly blowing him; dragging her shiny red lips up and down his shiny red cock, leaving a generous coating of saliva with each pass. She made eye contact with him and he felt a powerful warmth build up in his chest. And when Miss Ruby released the collie's balls to caress his cheek with a hand, he knew she felt the exact same thing. She drew her hand back. 

Raising her head, Miss Ruby stroked his shaft and sloppily rubbed her lips and tongue all around the head of his penis, her other hand squeezing his knot in time with her strokes. “Oh, Sonya!” Robbie's eyes widened and wanted to roll back in his head, but he kept eye-contact with her. She liked that. “Oh... Oh my gosh!” She loved putting on a show for him, “that's so good,” like when she cleaned up the mess he made on her back at the school. “S-Sonya...” It made her feel sexy, “Sonya~,” knowing she had him in the palm of her hand. “SONYA?! SONYA!!” Her thoughts were interrupted by her little lover's exclamations. The collie's cock stiffened and throbbed, then he said exactly what she wanted to hear, “I'M GONNA CUM!!!”

Miss Ruby took his member out of her mouth, sat up straighter on her knees, and pointed his rocket at her enormous cleavage. “BLAST-OFF, ROBBIE!!!” She screamed! Her eyes beamed as she furiously stroked Robbie with both hands, pushing her tits together with her elbows. Not a moment later, the shouting puppy unloaded; his thick, viscous baby-batter sprayed all over her white tits and left stains in her innuendo-covered bra as he moaned and tensed. His still-warm cum ran and pooled in between the zebra's massive tits, and she squeezed her buxom tighter to keep it from falling through her cleavage. Robbie kept his eyes on her the whole time. She decided that deserved a reward.

Miss Ruby released his deflating cubhood and shoved her tits together with her hands. She maintained eye-contact while she dipped her face down into her cleavage. She paused for a second, reveling in his attention, then started lapping up his cum! She giggled and groaned, pausing for a second to mutter, “yummy...” She was hoping she was being satisfyingly naughty for the collie. His tongue lolled and he panted comically loud. Guess that's a yes! She finished her meal and let out a short burp that made her tits bounce slightly. “Did I mention yet that I love the way your cum tastes?”

Robbie's eyes were hooded and he breathed slowly and deeply. “I just... love everything... about you... I love you, Sonya.”

Miss Ruby smiled warmly and said, “I love you too, Robbie.” Her warm smile morphed into a devilish grin. “Now, what'dya wanna do next? Come on, anything you want!”

Robbie's heart jumped. Those were the most amazing words he ever thought he'd hear. A myriad of wonderfully dirty thoughts raced through his mind before he settled on his answer. “I wanna bend you over on the couch!”

“Ooh,” Miss Ruby cooed in approval, “sounds like fun!” She climbed up on all fours, her elbows on the arm of the couch, and presented her huge hindquarters to him. Robbie got onto his knees too, but realized his small stature wouldn't let him penetrate the zebra at that height. Sheepishly, he stood up on the couch cushion and placed himself behind her massive rump. He rubbed and massaged her butt through her panties, causing her to moan and giggle. His eyes fixed on the words 'BONE ZONE' printed over her gorgeous ass. The shaft of his cock—erect and ready for more—rubbed against her moist opening. “Mmmnnn~,” Miss Ruby moaned, “What'cha gonna do with that big, juicy bone, puppy?”

Robbie brought his cock up between her huge cheeks and rubbed back and forth. “I'm gonna bury it in your big, stripey bubble-butt!”

“Fuck yeah, baby! Bury it deep like a good doggy!!”

In one smooth motion, Robbie pulled his member back from her cheeks, lined it up with her pussy, and pushed it in as far as he could, his knot pressing against her folds. "AAAAAHHHHHHNNNNN~!!!!!" Miss Ruby's voice filled the living room.

Unable to hold himself back any longer, the collie began pumping his cock in and out of her warm, tight pussy. He huffed and moaned, occasionally coming to coherence to say something along the lines of, “oh Sonya,” or, “I love you!”

“Oh yes, baby! Yes,” she replied, bumping her hips back against the collie. The house filled with the sounds of their passionate activities. They called out each others names and begged the other to go faster or harder. Robbie spanked and groped Miss Ruby's dynamite derriere, and she in turn reached down to fondle and play with his puppy balls. Soon they settled into a steady rhythm, the collie moaning and panting while his zebra lover screamed in delight.

The light outside the blinds was markedly brighter by the time either of them noticed Robbie was about to blow. Neither of them said a word, but their shouts quickened and rose in pitch. Miss Ruby pushed her hips back hard against his thrusts and managed to tie his knot. Not a moment later, the collie pushed her forward onto her stomach—her buxom pressed against the arm of the couch—and humped her bubble-butt like a machine. Robbie yipped and barked through gritted teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, his arms glued to her waist. Meanwhile, Miss Ruby hummed in bliss through her bit-lip and rolled her eyes back, fireworks going off in her head. He kept humping and thrusting as his seed burst through into her pussy. She giggled and cooed as she felt him jerk and bump against her wide ass. He spurted and spurted until she was full, then spurted some more!

When it was over, they simply laid on the couch and breathed, coming down of their mutual orgasmic highs. Robbie's eyes opened first, and he shuffled to get off of her. With difficulty—and no small amount of noise from the zebra—he pulled his knot from her hungry pussy. Their mess spilled out from her like a waterfall, soiling the fabric of the couch seats. “Oh... Sorry.”

Miss Ruby stretched and rolled over, lazily looking for what he was talking about. When she found it she shrugged and said, “oh, never mind that. It's seen worse.” She sat up and they embraced each other in their arms. “But that was incredible, Robbie!”

“So were you,” he replied, “I love you, Sonya.”

“I love you too, cutie-pie.” They moved in for what they were pretty sure was going to be a short, sweet kiss. A short, sweet kiss which turned into tongue kissing, then into groping each other, and finally became a full force make-out session on the still-wet couch! “Oh Robbie!” She moaned in between kisses, “You're so amazing!”

“I love you so much, Sonya!” he shot back, her lipstick smearing all over his face like before.

“I love... oh god! I love you too, Robbie!” She moaned. Their noises grew louder and their hands started squeezing harder! “Oh! Oh, Robbie!” She broke the kissing and stared straight into his eyes. “Fuck me again! PLEASE!” Miss Ruby threw herself onto her back on the puddle on the couch, pulling Robbie by the arms on top of her. There was no dirty talking, this time, no preamble, only his once-more erect penis lining up and plunging deep into his mature lover's entrance. Immediately he began thrusting at full throttle! They embraced each other again and she even wrapped her legs around his waist! “YES! YES! FUCK ME, ROBBIE! I LOVE YOUR HUGE DOGGY COCK!”

“I LOVE YOUR GIANT WHITE BOOBIES!”

“I LOVE YOUR CUTE LITTLE FACE!”

“I LOVE YOUR BEAUTIFUL WOMANLY BODY!”

“I LOVE YOUR ADORABLE LITTLE BUTT!”

“I LOVE YOUR BIG STRIPEY BUTT!”

“I LOVE YOU ROBBIE!”

“I LOVE YOU SONYA! I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

“OH ROBBIE! OHHH!”

“SONYA! SOO-HOOOOHH! OH SONYA!”

They went on for what must have felt like hours—but in reality was about five minutes—screaming each others' names and declaring their affections for one another. The tag of her collar glinted in the light of the room and her breasts bounced all over. It ended almost without warning. Robbie gave out a groan and tensed, and Miss Ruby shrieked in passion as he unloaded yet another payload of baby-batter into her eager insides. He didn't knot this time, however, and the excess jizz proceeded to spill out and run down her ass onto the now thoroughly ruined upholstery. They started kissing again, their minds lost in the afterglow. They broke the kiss and stared deep into each other's eyes—their faces barely an inch apart—panting and gasping for air.

“Wuh... Wow,” Robbie whispered.

“Yeah,” Miss Ruby whispered back, “wow...” They sat up again, still mildly out of breath, but confident they had got that out of their systems. For now. “How about some water?”

“Good idea,” the collie answered, and hopped off the couch, only to become severely dizzy and fall onto his butt. Miss Ruby chuckled, then slowly rose to her own shaky feet. She gracefully wobbled over to the kitchen, and the collie had a perfect view of the fruits of his labor dripping out from between her legs and onto the carpet. He wished he had a camera to save such a beautiful moment. Instead, he pulled himself up and followed her.

By the time he caught up to her, she had already filled two glasses from the tap. He thanked her as she handed him one and they both gulped it down like fish. After a second, Robbie handed her his glass and she filled them both again. After the second round, Miss Ruby bused the glasses, then remembered they hadn't eaten breakfast yet. She pulled out a box of toaster pastries and a jug of milk from the fridge. Robbie instinctively moved to one of the chairs near the counter. After some short prep, they ate in silence like last night, only this time after eating, Miss Ruby kissed Robbie on the cheek, and he gave her butt a firm smack.

They strolled back into the living room and paused when they saw the absolute state of the couch. “Wow...” Miss Ruby began, holding back a laugh, “We really went to town on the poor thing, huh?”

Robbie didn't answer. Instead he observed his sticky crotch, then hers. “We got a bit dirty, too.”

She followed his gaze, then smirked. “How about another shower, stud?” He smiled back and nodded. Robbie followed her upstairs, and was almost hypnotized by her ass bouncing and swaying up the steps. They passed through the bedroom and Miss Ruby flung off her lingerie, while Robbie set his robe on the bed. They entered the bathroom, and Miss Ruby suddenly grabbed Robbie and planted him on the toilet seat.

“Woah! Sonya?” he gasped.

“Lets get a bit more dirty before we go in!” she explained, then started making out with his rocket. She brought her tits up and squeezed his cock in between them, and sucked on his tip as she bounced up and down. Robbie was caught off guard, but loved every second of it. Soon, his cock stiffened, and Miss Ruby moved back. She grabbed his cock and jerked it off at her face, mouth wide open and tongue out. Robbie yipped and sprayed her face and breasts with his cock milk as she moaned in satisfaction. She kept jerking him, though, and then said “now my ass!”

Miss Ruby momentarily released Robbie's rocket. In one swift motion, she stood up, turned around, bent over, and placed his between her cheeks. She rubbed his cock while he shouted and whined in over-stimulation. “I know, baby! I know! But you've got to have another load in there! You gotta! Please?” Robbie's legs kicked out to either side of the toilet bowl at this lustful over-use of his member. He panted and groaned, but soon enough gave her another load on her huge butt. “Mmmm, thank you, Robbie...” She stood and twisted her torso, giving him a full view of his handiwork all over her face, tits and ass. He could barely see straight, but he still smiled at her performance.

“Your turn, dirty boy,” she cooed, then sat in his lap and pushed her cheeks up and down his chest. He could feel his fur get sticky with his own cum. Next, she turned around, sat in his lap again, and smothered his head in her buxom, rubbing his face in her sticky cleavage. Now they were both sticky, and mildly smelly, but Robbie wouldn't have had it any other way!

Miss Ruby walked her cum-covered self over to the sliding glass door of the shower and opened it. She started the water, then stepped in, beckoning the collie to follow. He joined her in the space and closed the door. They didn't reach for any soaps, but instead just rubbed each other clean, giggling. They couldn't help but start kissing again, the water and steam quite literally heating up the situation. Miss Ruby picked him up and pressed his small body against the wall of the shower, both of them holding onto the safety bar. They moaned into each other's mouths as their tongues danced in the falling water.

The zebra suddenly got another idea. She looked at the ledge in the corner of the stall, and remembered Thursday night! She pulled Robbie off the wall and set him on the ledge, then turned around and sat on his ever-ready cock. “Mmmnn! Yes!” she shouted to herself. She repeated her motions from that night; grabbing the bar on the wall, furiously rubbing her clitoris, and vigorously riding the enthusiastic collie's cock. “Robbieeee...!” She moaned.

“Oh Sonya! Oh! Oh gosh!” He gasped. His little arms wrapped as far around her waist as they could. His legs flailed, too short to reach the floor.

“Robbie! Fuck! Puh! Please Robbie!”

“Sonya! Oh Sonya! SONYA!”

“Robbie Robbie ROBBIE ROBBIEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHH!!!

“SOOONYAAAAAAA!!!”

Miss Ruby gripped the bar on the wall like a vice and slammed her other palm against the sliding glass door as his knot entered her. Her thighs clenched and spasmed, milking his rocket of all its juices, and she pressed Robbie against the shower wall with her back. They both wailed and howled over the noise of the water in shared orgasm. Waves of pleasure crashed through them, and the zebra gently rocked on his cock to ride the rest of it out, gasping and groaning. Eventually, after an amount of time neither of them bothered to count, she popped herself off of his knot and stood, reflexively holding onto the safety bar. His cum poured out of her and was washed away in the water.

Robbie couldn't see it, but the zebra was grinning ear-to-ear. She actually pulled it off! She made this crazy fantasy come true, to the last detail! She wondered what Chelz would think! She turned off the water and opened the door. She grabbed Robbie's hand and helped him to his feet from the ledge, then led him out of the shower. They dried themselves with the same towels they used last night, then entered the bedroom, nude and refreshed.

Robbie looked out the window; there was still so much daylight left! He turned to Miss Ruby and asked, “so... What should we do, next?"

Miss Ruby giggled to herself, then said, “How about a little role play?”

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KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK!

“Come in~,” Miss Ruby called out in a melodious voice. The door to her bedroom opened, and Robbie stood in the doorway, wearing his freshly laundered clothes.

“You wanted to see me, Miss Ruby?” he said, a playful inflection coloring his utterance of her formal name.

“Yes, Robbie. Please, come closer,” She continued, inserting her own naughty tone. She, too, wore the proper clothes she had on yesterday, as well as fresh lipstick, and sat on the edge of her bed. He approached and stood in front of her, unable and unwilling to hide the bulge in his shorts. The zebra teacher smiled, then pulled her skirt up past her thighs and said, “it's time for your oral exam.”

“Of course, Ma'am,” Robbie enthusiastically replied. He moved closer and pushed her knees apart, spreading her legs. She didn't wear the garter belt—or any lingerie—this time, but instead a pair of modest, pale-lavender briefs. As instructed beforehand, he pulled the fabric aside, exposing her shiny equine vagina. The collie licked his lips, then dove his face into her crotch. He kissed and licked at her folds and poked his tongue inside.

His teacher gasped and sighed, “Mmmmn... Good! That's a great start, Robbie! Don't forget the clitoris!”

“Mmmhmm!” he mumbled, still deep in her crotch. He raised his mouth slightly and kissed at her sparkling, pierced clit. He kissed, licked, and gently nibbled at the sensitive little nub. Miss Ruby squealed and howled, and grabbed the back of his head.

“AH~! Ohh... Oh Robbie! A+!!” she moaned, singing her pleasure to him. She patted his head to signal that he was finished. Robbie pulled away from her legs, face wet and tongue wagging. He was loving this game. “Well done,” Miss Ruby said, “but the oral exam is in two parts.” She beckoned him closer with a finger. Her student walked closer and she lifted him onto the bed and laid him on his back.

Miss Ruby got on all fours in front of Robbie's prone body and unzipped his shorts slowly. She pulled his pants down and tried her best to act shocked when his enormous penis bobbed out into view. “Oh my goodness!” she exclaimed, insincerely. “You're certainly well-equipped for this.”

“Only the best, for you, Miss Ruby,” the collie replied, proudly. His chest rose and fell as his breathing grew heavier in anticipation. Miss Ruby grasped his member with both hands and ran her fingers all around the shiny red skin, caressing it. Her lips and tongue slid up and down his shaft and left slick trails of saliva. Robbie's legs tensed and jerked, and his toes curled before his teacher's unyielding, lustful performance! She hummed and softly chuckled at her little lover's squirming. She alternated between staring deep into Robbie's eyes—giving him a hungry, predatory look that made his balls tingle—and gazing his gorgeous red rocket. After she felt he had enough of that, she reached up and rubbed a hand through the fur of his chest, while the other took a firm grip of his cock and started stroking. Next, she bent down and started fondling his fuzzy balls with her wide tongue, before scooping them into her mouth.

Robbie's body felt like he was riding on a bolt of lightning! Everything that didn't tingle felt like it was on fire! He angled his head to to watch his teacher go all out on his junk. That she did all this while wearing her plain clothes was even more arousing than she had promised. Her designer glasses reflected his blissful expression as she stared at him past his shaft. Her dark-red blouse looked so clean and proper as she sucked her cheeks gaunt on his balls, and jerked him off in her face.

With a loud 'POP', Miss Ruby released Robbie's balls from her mouth, leaving the familiar smears of her red lipstick all over his fuzzy scrotum. She lifted her head up past his member and looked into his eyes, still caressing his chest and jerking him off. “Top marks, once again, Robbie. You're such a good student!” Her voice was smooth, but her breathing was as heavy as his. She was loving this, too. “But now I think its time to... Turn in your assignment!”

Robbie smiled wide. “Ready when you are, Ma'am!” Miss Ruby licked her lips and brought her hands under him to get a grip of his butt, then she set about inhaling her student's cock whole. She pistoned her head up and down his entire shaft, kissing his knot with each impact. Her pace was fierce, but steady, and the collie simply laid his head down, let his eyes roll back, and softly sang her praises under his breath. “Oh~! Woah... Miss... Miss Ruby! That's... Huuaaahh!! That's amazing!” In lieu of a verbal response, she squeezed his but tighter and increased the speed of her blowjob. The force of her downward motions was starting to bounce Robbie's body against the softly cushioned bed! His toes curled tighter and his hands grabbed at the covers. Being jostled around brought him past his limits, and he moaned out, “Miss Ruby! Here it comes! HERE IT COMES!!”

With a long pull, Miss Ruby halted at the tip and applied immense suction to the head of Robbie's penis. His voice broke as he unloaded into her mouth, her cheeks slowly filling with his sweet cum. She didn't drink it, this time, though. Instead she allowed it to leak out of the corners of her mouth, down her chin, and drip onto her shirt. She sat up and gulped what little she didn't drool out. “Oh dear!” She made a show of acting shocked at the result, “We've gone and dirtied my shirt! Guess it'll have to come off!”

She unbuttoned the front and started slipping it off when he grabbed her hands. “No! Don't...” Robbie interjected, “I... kinda like how that looks.” Underneath her blouse—now simply hanging open at the sides of her breasts—Miss Ruby wore a similarly modest, similarly colored lavender bra. The combination of the open, dirty shirt, the bra, and the snow-white cleavage was a sublime sight, and Robbie wanted to keep it around for a little longer.

“Okay, little man,” she answered, cheerfully. Then she crawled further up to the head of the bed and laid on her back, and patted her bra with her hands. “Now lets get that rocket warmed up for more!”

“Right away, Miss Ruby. But, can we stop role playing? I wanna call you Sonya again.”

“Likewise. It was pretty fun, though.” They both smiled, and Robbie walked on his knees over to her. He mounted and straddled her midsection, bringing his crotch up against her huge bust. She pulled her bra up somewhat, giving his penis on opening into her cleavage. He placed his hands either side of her gigantic tits and poked his semi-erect cock in between them. He humped her buxom with a steady pace, and she cooed at his performance. “Mmm, that's it, baby! Fuck my big, soft, fat titties! Get that big, tasty bone nice and hard for me!” It wasn't long before his tip started poking out the other end of her cleavage and bumping against her chin. She chuckled and said, “Good boy! Now lay down again.”

Robbie rolled off her and did as he was told. The pillows were so soft they practically swallowed his head and shoulders. Miss Ruby wasted no time in rolling over and mounting her little lover, causing him to see nothing but quilts, pillowcases and a big, horny zebra. “Comfortable?” she asked.

“Ohhhhh yeah,” he replied.

“Good, because I'm gonna fuck you like a bitch in heat,” she reached down to line up his cock, “and I'm not letting you out from under me until we both can't take anymore!”

A thrill went through Robbie. Could he withstand that? Was this dangerous? Who fucking cared? He grabbed handfuls of her thighs and said, “Alright, Sonya. Let's go!”

Miss Ruby plunged herself upon his rocket with a loud moan. If Robbie made a noise, it was muffled between the thick bedding and her giant tits. Almost immediately, she began bouncing and riding the collie like a bronco. His vision was a jumble of flying sheets and the moaning zebra. He bounced and jostled as his pubescent body was forced up and down between the generously cushioned bed and his fully grown adult lover. If either of them meant to speak, there were no coherent words heard. They were once more absorbed by primal lust and simply groaned, grunted and sang out in bliss. Soon enough, Robbie was made to ejaculate again, but their pace didn't slow. Miss Ruby simply humped and rocked on his crotch, his creamy seed splurting and spraying out of her pussy as she was enveloped in her own orgasm. She returned to her bouncing, and this carnal carnival would go on for who knew how long. The room filled with the rustle of sheets, shrieks of passion, and so much wet squishing! Orgasm after orgasm, scream after scream, the happy couple acted out the true and proper meaning of the phrase 'fucked silly'.

Minutes stretched into hours, the shadows outside changed their angle, somewhat. All that could be heard was gasps and gulps for air. Miss Ruby lay on her back at the head of the bed next to her partner, her bra missing and the crotch of her panties soiled. Robbie's body was sunken into a heavy indentation of the fabric of the bedspread and pillows. His clothes were missing, too, and his body was plastered with lipstick-marks and other substances. They lay there, heaving and huffing, barely conscious. Robbie was the first to open his eyes, and he crawled out of the slightly damp alcove in the bedding, only to collapse again. “We....... We should..... get cleaned up,” he managed to mutter.

“Ye-..... yeah...” Miss Ruby replied. She turned her head to look at him. “A.... A shower, then...?”

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With all the blinds closed, it was too dark to see in the house by the time the happy couple managed to actually get clean and exit the bathroom. After donning their robes again, they turned on the lights and brought their clothes and bedding down to the laundry room. In a pleasant surprise, they stuck them all in one load in the washer. Seeing again the sticky, smelly mess they made on the living room couch, they decided to wipe it off with paper towels and spray the hell out of it with air freshener. When it still left a noticeable stain, they simply flipped the cushions over. Good as new!

Miss Ruby elected to order out for dinner. She wasn't in the mood to cook and, although she had a second vehicle, Robbie's only pair of proper clothing was washing, and they'd look terribly suspicious showing up at a drive-thru in bath-wear. They killed time watching cartoons in the living room until their delivery arrived. It was pan-served pasta and garlic bread, with salad. After paying, Miss Ruby grabbed some fold-out trays and a jug of orange juice and they enjoyed supper in front of the TV. When they finished, they simply sat there, holding hands and blankly staring forward, when they weren't staring at each other. After a while, the two of them got up and dealt with their meal. They put away the trays, threw out the disposable pans and bags, and returned to the couch to snuggle. There was no kissing or groping or lascivious whispering. There was only their soft breath and warm embrace. They only got up from the couch to use the restroom—separately—or to transfer the laundry to the dryer.

The dryer alarm woke Miss Ruby and Robbie from a peaceful slumber they didn't recall falling into. They rubbed their eyes, shut off the TV, and went down to collect the laundry and brought it back up to the bedroom. Robbie left their clothes in a pile in the corner while Miss Ruby put the quilt and pillowcases back on the bed. She then walked over, removed her robe, and opened her closet. She picked out a see-through red negligee top and nothing else. Seeing this, the collie kept his robe on, feeling it would complete the mood. They both climbed into bed and under the covers, and wrapped their arms around one another. Once more, they caressed and kissed each other, but not frantically like before, and without the messy lipstick. Their movements and breathing were slow and soft. No words passed between them. They broke the kiss and gazed deep into each others eyes, still silent.

Miss Ruby turned and rolled onto her back, and Robbie followed her lead. The quilt sat atop his shoulders like a cloak. The zebra spread her legs wide under the bedding and the collie brought his hands under her thighs. Without a word, he slowly, gently penetrated his equine lover's entrance. His thrusts were slow, but deep, is knot pressing hard against her labia. They didn't moan, but instead breathed heavier and louder as they went on. Miss Ruby reached down and grasped the collie's butt, squeezing hard. He responded by reaching up to grab handfuls of her enormous breasts, her fatty flesh bulging out from beneath her gown between his fingers. Their breathing deepened, and she bent her head down as far as she could. Robbie knew what she was trying to do, and leaned forward to meet her in a long tongue kiss. Their pace remained slow and sensual, but their breath became like fire. Their hearts pounded and burned as hot as their loins, and their eyes closed in bliss. This went on till the last light finally faded from the window and the moon crested the horizon. Robbie's thrusts became harsher, and his breath gave way to toneless grunting. Miss Ruby's eyes widened, though it was too dark to tell, and she nodded her head, failing to speak. The collie grit his teeth and pushed his body forward on his tiny legs, forcing his knot inside his lover's vagina. He let his head fall to her abdomen and threw his arms around her as he waited for the inevitable. His rocket launched inside her pussy, and she hummed out a moan through her lips.

As his penis deflated inside her, Robbie failed to stay awake. He laid there limp on Miss Ruby's stomach as she caught her breath. She pet his head with a hand and her own eyes drooped. “Goodnight, puppy,” she whispered, moments from sleep, “See you tomorrow.”