This story was written for Magnus Streifengrauer as part of my Kink Commission Challenge. It contains anal sex (via a strapon) between two women. :3
**The Back Door**
How long did it take for a woman to be turned from a shy wallflower who had only dreamed of fulfilling the fantasies of her latent lesbian sexuality into a gleefully lustful and dominant queen of any bedroom that she entered? Up until recently, Mags would have said that she didn't know. Now however, from experience the flynx could answer that question all too easily. Two weeks. Mags growled in anticipation as she watched Alice crossing the bedroom towards her, the plump Labrador approaching with a bottle of lubricant clutched in one paw and the long, smooth length of a dildo, harnessed to her body and with one end buried inside her own hot, drooling pussy, in the other. She stroked her fake cock hungrily, licking her lips as the well lubricated paw slid so smoothly up and down the length of that toy, and stared in delight at Mags' exposed and naked body lying sprawled and spread-eagled on her back upon the bed's soft sheets. The flynx before her was everything she had ever feared and longed for in a woman. Strong and well toned, lean, fit and tomboyish both in look and attitude. She had always dreamed of being with such a woman, someone who in her mind was so far out of her league that just a single kiss, a single touch from one would change her life. But now... now that she *had* changed her life, now that she had overcome her fears and taken that bold, foolish leap into the unknown, Mags did not frighten Alice any longer. No. Now, looking at the flynx and drinking in the sight of her nude form, Mags evoked only one dominant emotion within Alice's heart and soul. Pure, carnal hunger. The flynx lay back, legs spread and hovering in the air, as Alice scrambled up onto the bed and crawled over her. This was far from the first time they'd been together, the pair having enjoyed many a passionate workout since meeting in the public restroom of a nearby park, and thus there was little need for formalities or awkwardness. Alice gripped Mags by the hips, lifting her rear end off the bed just enough to line up her smooth, tight buttocks with the glistening tip of her toy. The fox-lynx hybrid assisted her lover as best she could, shifting her position and using her own hands to get her body into the best state possible to prepare for what was coming. She pulled her own cheeks apart, blushing as the toy slid between them and bumped against her pucker. Alice groaned as she rocked her hips, her half of the toy no doubt pressing against some sweet spot in her pussy, and with one hand grasping the double ended dildo by its base she guided it dead on target for Mags' tight ass while her thighs began to gently exert forward pressure. Any woman who said that being penetrated in the ass felt anything remotely like having their pussy filled clearly had not experienced both. Providing that they were suitably aroused and ready, pleasure was more or less instantaneous upon feeling fingers, a tongue, a toy or a member against ones treasure. It came in waves with every stroke and touch, sending violent shivers and bursts of pulsing, burning ecstasy rushing from head to toe. With anal stimulation however everything was much more gentle in its pace and intensity. Mags gasped as she felt the pressure building on her pucker, fighting to relax, to loosen her body up and allow the toy in. She could feel it pushing, slowly slipping forward through her sphincter, but it was yet to reach the point where it was truly *in* to the point that her body recognised it as such. When that sensation came, accompanied by a soft, internal *popping* sensation as her pucker relaxed and the toy slipped several inches deeper in a matter of moments, Mags whined happily at the back of her throat. She shivered and moaned as Alice hunkered down over her body, the Labrador's ample breasts engulfing her own smaller, perkier bosom within their soft, pleasantly fleshy embrace. One of her hands rose into the air, circling around Alice's back and drawing in for a cuddle, while the other slid between the two women's bodies and sought out her aching treasure. She parted her lips with her ring and index fingers, and with the middle digit grazed the soft pink flesh that awaited her within. Again she moaned, and squirmed in excitement as Alice drew her hips back and slid them forwards, thrusting the false cock within her ass and sending a wave of that unique, almost indescribable anally induced pleasure trickling up the flynx' spine. After the first thrust, it was inevitable that a second would follow soon after, and a third, and a fourth with a fifth close behind. Soon Alice had a steady rhythm going, bucking against Mags' rump and delighting at the soft, tender *pat* sound of her thighs meeting the flynx' cheeks at the peak of each inward stroke. She looked down into the older, stronger female's flushed face with a savage grin, delighting in seeing the pleasure, the excitement, the longing which dwelt there. It was true that she had come a long way in a short period of time, but she wasn't the only one growing more comfortable with her sexuality. When they first began to fool around Mags had barely been able to say two words to her unless she was running on the adrenaline high of a nice long workout session, but now they were waking up together and falling asleep together several nights a week, and while neither one of them was necessarily looking for anything serious they were definitely becoming more accustomed to one another. "Kiss me, Mags..." The speed of Alice's thrusting increased as she and the flynx kissed. Alice groaned through Mags' tongue when she felt the female's ankles locking around her waist, pulling her in, urging her to go faster, harder, and between their bodies she could feel her lover's free paw hard at work, two, perhaps even three fingers buried inside her pussy and squirming, stroking, rubbing in perfect time with the Labrador's back door stimulation. Here, unlike their first meeting, there was no need for subtlety or quiet in their actions, and so the bedroom was swiftly filled by a mixture of grunts, gasps and the delightful squeaking of the bed-frame which made practically any act of sexual intimacy seem so much more passionate somehow. With each passing second Alice's pace and power increased, though she never grew so over-confident as to pull back too far and slide out of Mags' rump, determined to keep this deliriously pleasurable fuck going for as long as possible without interruption. She watched Mags eyelids fluttering and her muzzle hanging open in a permanent gasp of stunned ecstasy as she plunged her toy deep into the flynx' ass over and over, felt the strong female's body lifting, arching its back beneath her, and listened in delight to Mags' happy whimpering when she slipped her arms beneath the female's arched back, wrapping her up in a tight, affectionate embrace. "H-harder... please..." Mags' arms clutched fiercely at Alice's own back, pulling her down close to the flynx' trembling body and allowing the strong, sporty female to whisper directly into the Labrador's ear. It was only after hearing this and complying, beginning to truly drive her false member into Mags with more or less all the force she could muster, that Alice realised something vitally important. She double checked within herself, and whimpered softly, staring wide eyed into the flynx' own shimmering hues. "Oh Mags... oh god, you've... you're not touching yourself..." The flynx swallowed thickly, but shook her head with a giddy, pleasure stricken whimper. Alice moaned, half in arousal, half in mourning. "But, I w-want to make you cum. I want to see you squirm... hear you scream..." A deep, rumbling growl of excitement escaped Mags' lips, and she nodded feverishly. "I will. I promise you, I'll cum. But... not yet. It feels so good, Alice. Your toy inside me... in my ass, it feels so fucking good, I don't want it to stop." Within her own burning depths, Alice felt her pussy clutch savagely around her half of the toy. She shuddered violently, and tossed back her head with a yelp of ecstasy before returning her wild, hungry gaze to the flynx. "God, Mags... I'm gonna fuck you so hard..." Lying beneath the Labrador, quaking with anticipation, Mags sobbed in delight. The flynx screamed as she felt that first frantic strike at her rump, Alice drawing deep from some previously untapped reserve and slamming her hips into Mags' ass with strength enough to make the strong female feel like she'd just been spanked by the canine's thighs. She could feel her clit throbbing with every fresh impact to assault her ass, but not touching it, not satisfying that raging fire of ecstasy that lay untapped within that glistening ruby nub was far more arousing than any satisfaction she could have gleaned from reaching down and tweaking it between thumb and forefinger. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she thrashed and writhed beneath Alice's brutal rain of thrusts in abject bliss, and when she heard Alice begin to shriek alongside her, the Labrador's thrusting temporarily devolving into a mad, wild burst of humping while her own pussy throbbed and spasmed in orgasmic rapture, Mags clung tighter and more giddily than ever to her lover's quivering, shuddering body. It was when Alice picked up the pace again however, mere moments after the last tremors of her orgasm had passed her by, that Mags knew she was in for a rare treat for the duration of time that she and the Labrador continued to see one another. She looked up, and saw the bliss, the determination, the sheer fury in Alice's eyes, and knew that no matter how many times she came around her own end of the toy, the canine female wasn't going to stop until the woman who had granted her this freedom from her own paralysing lack of self-confidence had touched the heavens and fallen back to earth, cradled limp in her loving arms. With flushed cheeks and wild, crazed eyes, Alice stared down at Mags, and whispered breathlessly to the woman she adored more with every second that passed them by. "I... can't... s-stop..." Mags let slip a hungry, horny growl, and nodded. "Then don't. Fuck me, Alice. Keep going... don't slow down, don't stop for even a second! Make me cum. I want you to make me cum, Alice. I *need* it!" Those words rang loudly in Alice's ears, so much so that they began to flush pink with pride as they echoed over and over again within the Labrador's mind. She needed it. She, this woman who two weeks ago had taken *pity* on her and stripped her of her true, lesbian virginity in a public restroom, needed something which only she could provide. The satisfaction, the pleasure, the finality of an orgasm. Never in her life had Alice felt more imbued with responsibility, or power, or... or the desire to protect, to preserve, to honour and cherish an individual and their body. The Labrador whimpered softly, craned her neck downward until her nose and Mags' were almost touching, and licked the flynx fondly across the muzzle. Mags giggled, and moaned as Alice began to fuck her once again, harder, faster, and with greater adoration than ever before. By Jeeves