Five-Star Review (Patreon)

There are a lot of different types of sausage out there in the world. Whether differentiated by origin like Italian, German, or Vienna. Or by what they were made of, think chicken, pork, or beef. It’s a real sausage fest out there with a different style for every and all ranges of tastes. Spicy sausage? Northern Thai, Mexican, and South African have you covered. Savory, meaty, and perfect with a pint of lager? Germany or any of its neighboring countries can provide you with a variety stacked higher than the Berlin Wall. And with so many sausages out there in the world, everyone has a favorite type. (Yes, even vegans.)

For Alex, it came down to three; German, Italian, and Northern Thai. All three had distinct flavors and tickled just enough of Alex’s culinary tongue for her to hold them in such high regard. She stuck with three favorite sausages for years, decades even, until one fateful day when her dinner meal of Italian sausages had her on the porcelain throne for most of the night. At least she had a bidet. 

Italian sausages were out, at least temporarily, but she still had a top three. German, Northern Thai, and Cock. All three tasted excellent, neither of them ever caused two-tipped tummy terrorism, and one of them the tiger could even ride without any risk of salmonella. 

To say Alex was a fan of cock would be an understatement. Connoisseur was a more fitting descriptor for her enthusiasm for the Disco Stick. The striped feline considered herself to be bisexual, enjoying men and women equally, but the higher probability of men coming equipped with sausage had her leaning just a teensy-weensy bit toward them. The taste of dick was more addictive to the tigress than nicotine, the smell more addictive than cocaine, and the feeling more addictive than, well, everything. There was nothing that compared to the feeling of a dick growing in your hand, twitching in your mouth, or throbbing and scraping the walls of your pussy like an excavator dredging a canal.

Maybe Alex’s favorite sausages didn’t come down to three, after all. 

Maybe dick had always been at the top. 

Maybe. 

Definitely. 

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The tigress always thought that responding to “How’s your head?” with “No complaints so far,” was a little bit cringe. She’d heard it in about 12 different movies and 13 different TV shows. She was proud of her head-giving skillset, but never once bragged about it in such a predictable way. She didn’t need to. The principle of “show, don’t tell” that she learned in a creative writing class back in her formative high school years stuck with her in ways that her flamboyant teacher most likely did not imagine. Although he was a male teacher teaching a creative writing class, so it was possible that at least at some point whenever he repeated “Show, don’t tell!”, he was thinking about dicks. 

Plus, there was no better boost to the ego than having a guy’s knees go weak while your nose is pressed against his pelvis.

Dean wasn’t complaining about the head that Alex gave him either, he’d be an idiot to do so. The purple border collie was a little skeptical at first when he saw her teeth, but once his dick made its way into her mouth for the first time, his legs turned to jelly. The cat took his doggy dick all the way down her throat in one fell swoop, no gag reflex whatsoever. With her nose pressed firmly against his pelvis, her throat clenching and squeezing around his dick, and her eyes looking directly up at him, Dean’s balls tucked upward and emptied down the tigress’s throat. He came so hard that Alex felt his ropes splash against her throat like she was deepthroating a garden hose that had very strong water pressure.

Once the canine’s balls were done shifting up and down and his strong ropes of seed slowed to an ooze, Dean gasped for air and panted so loud as he looked down at the tigress still latched onto his rod. He looked straight into her green eyes and smiled as a shiver traveled down his spine. The extra thick layer of fluff that he had around the back of his neck puffed up like a cloud and his amber eyes looked like they had hearts in them. 

Alex pulled her head back and let Dean’s dick slide out from her throat. The feeling of Alex’s throat, tongue, and mouth pulling away from his dick gave Dean a final bit of overstimulation that had him weak in the knees again. The sides of her big sabretooth fangs caught his dick head as it came out of her mouth and caused the border collie to flinch just a little bit. His dick popped free from her teeth and mouth with a loud and wet plop and a big string of his cum and Alex’s saliva dripped down onto the floor. 

Covered in a mixture of her saliva and his cum, Dean almost didn’t recognize his dick once it reappeared. His heart raced from the near-miss with the tigress’s teeth, but once calmed himself down, he looked at the mess he and Alex had made with a smile spread on his face. “Holy fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.”

Dean had just gotten the best head he had ever had in his life so far. And despite his hesitation at first due to the sharp knives the tigress had flanking her chin, they actually felt pretty good against his dick.

“You must really like sucking dick, huh?” Dean said through a heavy pant as he tried to catch his breath. His knees were still so weak that he felt like he could collapse to the ground at any second. 

Alex, with cum dripping from her chin, remained on her knees and looked up at Dean with a coy smirk that curled her lip up into her left cheek. Oh, that boy had no idea. 

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Alex found herself on her knees often when she was around Dean. She couldn’t help it, that boy had a very suckable dick. Naked and knelt in front of an also naked Dean, Alex wrapped her hands around his white, slightly fuzzy, and hefty ball sack. The border collie had big balls that complimented his half-footer pretty nicely, and while his dick wasn’t at six inches in length just yet, with Alex rolling his heavy and pent-up orbs in her palm, it was only a matter of time before it would be.

It had been two weeks since Alex and Dean had last seen each other. Dean had gone on a week-long cruise, and when he came back, Alex had to go on a week-long trip of her own. 

“No jerking off, for the entire two weeks,” Alex said as Dean tossed his luggage into the trunk of his Uber. He was reluctant but agreed. 

“As long as you don’t, either.” 

“Deal,” the tigress agreed.

Alex figured that it would be a lot easier for her than it was for him, and it was, initially. The first week was a breeze for her, but when she had to go on her own trip, that’s when reality set in. Surrounded by people in scantily clad swimsuits, camel toes, and big bulges in swim trunks where she could clearly see whether someone was uncircumcised or not, it became a little bit more complicated. Refraining from touching herself got harder and harder as her trip progressed, which was probably something that could have been said about Dean, too. Although in a much more literal sense. They were never going on separate trips ever again.

When Alex got home, she got naked and demanded Dean do the same Her luggage was still at the door when her knees hit the floor and Dean’s dick and balls landed right in her hands. His balls felt heavier than they normally did, which Alex expected. What she didn’t expect, however, was that she would be able to smell how pent-up Dean was. 

The smell hit her like the bus that hit Terry Chaney in Final Destination. Sweat, musk, a little bit of dried precum that the dog had undoubtedly been leaking from his dick throughout the entire two weeks of fapstinence. The tigress’s nose wiggled and danced as she moved her face closer and closer to the dick and balls in front of her. She got close enough to brush her pink nose against Dean’s foreskin-covered tip and snuck a sneaky sneaky little sniff directly from the source. 

‘Snnnnnnnnnf…’ Alex took in a deep, yet quiet breath through her nose, only to exhale so loud that her sneaky sniff wasn’t very sneaky at all. Her exhale was more akin to a moan and it caught Dean’s attention. 

“Hhhhaaaaaaahhhhhhnn…” 

Dean looked down at the tigress sniffing him and watched as his dick started to twitch and throb to the tigress’s touch and her warm breath that blew over his sensitive skin. His heart pumped blood straight to his dick and it grew bigger, thicker, and longer. 15 seconds and 15 throbs later, the border collie’s dick was fully hard and his foreskin was slowly retracting from the tip of his dick. He wanted his dick sucked just as bad as Alex wanted to suck it. And now that his dick was hard and ready, he let out a soft snort through his nose and leaned back against the wall that he had been backed up against from the moment Alex burst in through the door.

With her hand around his half-foot shaft, Alex helped peel his foreskin back faster. As his pink, shiny, and fleshy tip was unveiled, the tigress stared at it in awe as if it was the first dick that she had ever laid her eyes upon. With wide and excited eyes, the tigress opened her mouth, stuck her tongue out, and moved herself into position to put that tasty and delicious gourmet dog dick into her mouth. She had hearts in her eyes and her grip around the dog boy’s fat sack and shaft tightened just enough to be noticeable but not enough to cause any discomfort. She raised her hands up slightly, too, and lifted both his dick and balls into a more caring cradling hold. Her nose continued to wiggle and dance as she sniffed his dick smell again and it looked like she was about to wrap her lips around his dick and finally start polishing the border collie’s rod. 

Dean watched as the tigress’s mouth inched closer and closer to his throbbing cock. The warmth that he could feel from her breath intensified almost tenfold with each inch of distance that she removed between her and his schlong. His dick throbbed, blood pulsed through the lone vein on his shaft, and he even let out a whine as he braced himself for another one of the tigress’s top-shelf blowjobs. He kept his eyes on Alex as she leaned in close enough for her nose to touch the tip of his dick before he closed his eyes, clenched his hands into fists against the wall behind him, and braced for the intense gush of pleasure that was mere moments away. Her breath that had been blowing over his shaft as she moved her head closer was now blowing directly on his balls, causing them to tuck upward in response to every gush of her heated breath. Dean could barely hold himself together as he closed his eyes and waited for the tiger to suck his soul out of him. 

He waited with bated breath and a hammering heart for a wet warmth to spread over his exposed dick tip. 

‘Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.’

Alex stared at the doggy dick that she held in her hands like a cherished gold entertainment industry award. Going two weeks without any dick had made her admittedly just a little more than slightly cock hungry. Her senses were heightened and she could smell every little bit of Dean’s dick as she got her face closer and closer to it. Once her nose was pressed against it and she took in his scent in its most concentrated form, something clicked in her head and she pulled away from it after just one lone sniff. 

Thoughts about Dean’s dick raced through her mind as she stared at it. It was the perfect dick and checked so many boxes for her. With her tongue still out of her mouth, she panted, her cheeks flushed red, and she gave the dog’s dick a cute little squeeze. 

‘Dean’s dick is gorgeous,’ she thought to herself. ‘I wonder if he knows how much I like it.’ Alex smiled a little bit as she ran her pinkie through the small white tuft of pubes that Dean had on his pelvis. 

‘The white pubes are a sight for sore eyes…’ She continued her internal monologuing. She then moved the hand that she had wrapped around the border collie’s shaft forward and rolled his foreskin over the glans and giggled. She squeezed his shaft a total of three times and rolled his foreskin back to expose his glans again. ‘His long and stretchy foreskin keeps his glans pink and kissable, his length and girth are enough to fill and satisfy any pussy. His semen…’ she stopped for a moment to squint her eyes and look at his balls that were spilling over the edges of her hand. They were overflowing with his seed and she could feel them churning and moving against her palm. ‘His semen is thick, gooey, and perfect to impregnate.’

With quick a lip bite, Alex let out a growl and continued admiring Dean’s cock. She rolled his foreskin back and forth over his tip and ran her fingers through his short pubic tuft again. ‘It’s the perfect dick for a foreskin lover like me, and hey, the white pubes are way hotter than they have any right to be.’ Her own voice in her head spoke with a sultry tone that she would have used if she was speaking all of this out loud.

With a smile, the tigress then leaned forward and planted a smooch on Dean’s turtlenecked dick, right where his foreskin ended and the tiny circle of his tip and slit were visible. She let her lips linger for a bit on his dick and even giggled as it throbbed in response. ‘I guess I just have to tie my hair up in a ponytail, get on my knees, and suck his dick until he proposes to me and makes me his wife.’ After about five seconds, she pulled away, opened her mouth up, and stuck her tongue out again. Now she was ready to suck that dick. Right as she was about to take Dean’s dick into her mouth, she looked up at her dog boyfriend with her heart eyes, expecting to see him look at her all red and heated like he always did, but instead, she saw him staring down at her with furrowed brows and a very confused look on his face. 

“… Alex. What are you doing.”

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‘Ba-dump. Ba-dump. Ba-dump.’

Dean felt his heart banging against his chest like a child throwing a tantrum in a locked room. His blood went straight from his heart to his dick and caused it to throb almost violently over and over as he watched and waited for his tiger girlfriend to take his dick into her warm, wet, and perfect mouth. He closed his eyes as she got closer, leaned his head back, and took in one final deep breath as he felt her breath blow over his balls. 

But the warm feeling of her mouth on his dick never came. 

He had his eyes closed for a good and lengthy ten seconds, which he thought would have been enough time for the tigress to take his dick into her mouth, or at least give his dick a lick. When ten seconds turned into 12, that was when he heard her say something. 

“Dean’s dick is gorgeous; the white pubes are a sight for sore eyes, his long and stretchy foreskin keeps his glans pink and kissable, his length and girth are enough to fill and satisfy any pussy, his semen is thick and gooey, perfect to impregnate. It’s the perfect dick for a foreskin lover like me, and hey, the white pubes are way hotter than they have any right to be.” 

Dean raised a brow, opened his eyes, and stared at his girlfriend as she monologued about his dick. To say he was confused was an understatement. When Alex leaned in to kiss him on the tip of his cock, his hips bucked forward involuntarily and he poked her in the cheek with his rod. Alex didn’t react and just continued with her speech.

“I guess I just have to tie my hair up in a ponytail, get on my knees, and suck his dick until he proposes to me and makes me his wife,” she purred.

Dean, confused to all fuck, looked down at Alex with furrowed brows. His dick continued to throb in the tigress’s hands even as he voiced his concern for what he had just witnessed. 

“… Alex. What are you doing.” 

Alex raised her brows at him, almost just as confused as he was, it seemed. 

“Huh, what?” Alex and Dean stared at each other blankly for a few seconds before Alex broke the silence with a sigh.

“I said that out loud, didn’t I?”

Dean nodded. 

Two weeks without any dick, silicone or otherwise, did weird things to a girl.

“I’d rate this dick, five-out-of-five stars.” Alex continued with a soft and slightly embarrassed chuckle. 

Dean rolled his eyes and scoffed at her, but his dick throbbed extra hard when he heard the star rating of his dick.

He was kind of into it.

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Dean by Drako1997 

Art by Drako1997