Go Back for that Deep Musky Aroma

Nothing catches your imagination like that mysterious musk back down the trail. So giving up the the other furs, you trace your steps back, passing the bench where the sleeping lab was, now he’s gone, and eagerly wait to catch that aroma again.

It doesn’t take long for your sensitive nose to find it again. The return of it makes you horny again, anticipating what’s on the other side. Eagerly you follow the musk, as it leads you off the trail and into the woods. It gets stronger the deeper into the woods you get, until you can’t take it any more. The musk becomes so increasingly strong you have to use all your willpower from crawling down on the ground helplessly pleasuring yourself.

Finally it’s just past a row of bushes. Your breath is panting, and your imagination tingles with anticipation. You push through the bushes into the clearing on the other side.

There in the shadow of the woods, dappled by sunlight and sitting legs spread wide under a tree, is the biggest fucking mastiff you have ever seen. He’s horny, obviously, as you can see his rock hard dick standing straight up, shiny and wet. Around him are 2 other furs, a curvy bodied bear, and another canine, both are panting on the ground moaning, obviously having after just having their sex drive met by the mastiff.

The mastiff meets your gaze, the air drowning you in horny alpha pheromones. He then raises a paw and waves to come closer, then sets his paw at the base of his dick and squeezes, releases a small stream of pre-cum.

Fuck me