Get Set

There is a moment of electric anticipation…before you scramble to take off your pants and she slips back out of your shirt. The whole time both of you are giggling like the horny idiots you were. When you got humiliated and jizzed on that first time you never thought you’d find yourself in one of these races again. Just goes to show, never say never!

You pause a moment…before whipping out your cock with more gusto than you ever had in your life. Almost, but not quite, completely hard already it falls forward and just sorts of bobs there in front of you. Two inches longer and a fair bit thicker your dick, for the first time ever, dwarfed any others in this particular room.

“Rruff!” Button barks excitedly with a great big tongue-waggling smile.

“Like it?” You ask with a quick stroke down your shaft.

She nods rapidly. “I love it Jesse! I love your big dick!”

Okay. That felt nice. That felt REALLY fucking nice. Your shoulders rise, your chest swells, and your cock goes rock hard.

“Ooo!” Her eyes flare wide as she sees your six glorious inches of manhood. “Oh wow. If I was your pup I would beg for your big cock everyday Jesse.”

You look up and down her gorgeous body. “You wouldn’t have to beg Button.”

She blushes and so do you.

“Ahem.” You clear your throat. The pair of you move to the side so the globe wasn’t between you and kneel facing each other. “So who should take the lead? Who should set the pace? I’m good either way.”

“You lead Jesse and I’ll follow.” Button says. “You can show me how to do it.”

“Okay.” You nod. “How it usually works is the loser cleans up. But I don’t like that rule.”

“Let’s make our own rules then.”

You smile. “That’s exactly what I was thinking. I think we ought to clean up the mess together. Only seems fair.”

“I like that. Hey! How about the winner gets to set the pace next time? OOO! And the position too. How about that instead?”

Next time? You were already looking forward to it. “I love it. I agree. Winner takes lead the next time.”

She licks her nose. Her long, wet, pink tongue and spacious mouth had you wishing that you could give this dog a bone.

“Are we allowed to talk or make noises or anything?”

“Oh, sure. Whatever helps. But you have to keep up stroke for stroke. No slowing down or sneaking in extra pumps.”

“Extra pumps! Ha ha ha!” Her laughter is like the sweetest candy. “I was already thinking about trying.”

“Hey! You were going to cheat!?”

“Told you I was bad.” She titters and snorts, her tail slapping the floor behind her. Button in that unfiltered honest way of hers makes a second confession. “I was going to play with my pussy too. I splurt super fast going two at once.”

“Ha ha ha! Hey! No way. That is cheating too. Twice the pleasure in half the time.” You protest with a laugh. “No fair using my lack of a pussy against me.”

“Okayyy. What about titties?” She thrusts her perky A-cups forward. You swear you see her quarter sized nips stiffen even more just from being looked at. “What about these?”

Lord have mercy! They were so…so…YUM! “Wh-What about them?”

“Can I play with them?”

“Uh, sure. Yeah. Sounds good. Though it help me more than you.”

“Berk!” Her curly brown hair-fur bounces to her bark.

“Balls are fair game too.”

“Nice!” She says with a squeeze of her pouch, and then a few more. “Like this?”

“Hey.” You point at the hand massaging her nuts. “We haven’t started yet.”

“Ooops! Ha ha ha!”

“I gotta keep an eye on you I see.”

“I’ll play fair Jesse. This is so hot. I won’t need to cheat.” She says with total confidence. “I’m gonna cum so fast you won’t even stand a chance.”

“Big talk for a little pup.”

“HA HA HA HA! Ooop!” She slaps a hand over her mouth then with a guilty droop of her ears whispers. “Can’t quite be THAT loud. Ha!”

“You are fun Button.”

She tilts her head and smiles. “You too Jesse.”

“Good luck.”

“And you.”

“Alright racers.” You say in an official sounding announcer voice. “Grab your batons.”

You wrap your hand around the base of your stiff penis. She does the same, her hand, slender as it was, encompassing most of it. Just her cute little knob stuck out the end of her grip. Button’s big caramel eyes narrow as a look of competitive concentration takes hold of her. She was taking this seriously!

“On your marks.” You grip your dick hard and flex it to the max. She follows your lead, her tiny pecker surging as big as it can get. “Get set.” You loosen your grip just a little to allow for dry stroking. Again she does the same, her whole body coiled and ready to fap. You hold here a moment just to savor the anticipation, take a breath, and then…