Day 3 - Femboy Tavern's NNN

All characters are OVER 18.

Please excuse my frequent use of the word "boy" (and "puppy" in this chapter). This implies "Femboy" or "Submissive Male", not child or underaged male.

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This chapter features the following:

Censored Curse Words. Anthropomorphic Characters (Human except for ears and tail). Sex work. Size Difference. Large Futa Cock. Odd Genitalia. Excessive cum. Porn Physics. Some Puppy play. Handjob. Blowjob. Praise kink. Sub to Dom-Service Sub/Dom.

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Please Enjoy

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Twilight scrubbed his hands together at the spicket out behind the tavern, washing away the sticky layer of futa cum that coated his fingers. All the while, lightly nibbling at his lips as he replayed the evening's events over in his head.

He didn't know her name, and hadn't cared to. It wasn't part of the job. The job was to flirt and smile, to be a cute face for wealthy guests to throw money at.

But she was an human adventurer. Nova had pointed her and her companion out. Large coin purses between them, no doubt a nice reward for a successful mission. But when he had locked eyes with her none of that mattered.

She had stared at Twilight with eyes he'd seen before. A look so familiar, yet every time he'd seen it, he couldn't help but languish in it, enjoying the way it made him feel. In her eyes he saw it, the fantasies that played, the things she wanted to do to him. And tonight twilight had stared back, his eyes filled with what he wanted her to do to him.

He swallowed as he remembered.

He had done this so many times, but this time felt different. The lack of cumming or being f***ed in the past 3 days, had already started to take a toll on him.

Tonight he'd almost forgotten he was in a tavern, surrounded by other people. She had read his desire like a book and before long he was sat tightly beside her, his hand under the table, fingers curled around her thick cock.

She stared down at him with hungry eyes. Eyes that begged him to take her up stairs, and he hated that he couldn't. He wanted so badly to have her inside him. To do all the things his body missed.

She had whispered needs and desires into his ear, the way all his clients did. And He had whispered back dirty words, the needy tremble in his voice wasn't even for show, he was just so worked up. She'd reached over and slipped a finger in his mouth, which he sucked achingly, as if it was her cock between his lips instead.

He thought of the way she stilted a moan, covering her mouth with a hand as she painted the bottom of the table in thick white ropes. And he couldn't help remembering how he'd taken his hand out from under the table, and cleaned his glazed fingers with his tongue.

Twilight yelped in embarrassment at the memory, nearly splashing himself with water. What had gotten into him? He'd never done anything like that before, at least not so brazenly. It was so slutty. The worst part was Lady Eleanor's face. He'd locked eyes with her and couldn't look away as he eagerly licked sticky white cum from between his fingers.

Quinn shut off the water and dried his hands, taking a deep breath. He needed to calm down, or he might just unravel.

He felt his hand. Though the stickiness was gone, his mind replayed what it felt like, as the flavor of cum still lingered in his mouth.

He lifted his hand to his face. Though he'd scrubbed with soap, he knew the pungent scent of futa spunk tended to linger. It was floral and feminine but heavy. The lingering scent made his brain tingle with pleasure.

The feel of her cock played in his head. The heavy stiffness of the shaft, the smooth transition to the flared tip and the wide plump glands.

A soft moan left his lips and snapped the elf boy out of his trance. His alabaster skin was bright red as his hand shot down, away from his face, and he burned for a moment.

"I need to calm down." He repeated quietly to himself and he couldn't ignore the wet spot in his underwear that had grown even more.

Twilight paced in the small stable yard behind the tavern, the sun having set over an hour ago, as he planned on what he'd do.

He threw around a few ideas of how to spend his night, but nothing sounded stimulating enough to curb his desire. Choosing to cut his losses, Twilight just planned on freshening up and heading to bed. But even that came with its own complexity.

At the moment he knew Nova was upstairs in their room counting out tonight's tips. And if Twilight were to just go and slip into bed so early his brother would probably give him a full interrogation.

But interrogation aside, with the way these feelings nagged at him, he had no other choice.

Twilight stepped back into the tavern. They were still open, but with the supper rush passed, the place was now mostly dead, which meant most of the boys were given time off. Tonight was Luca and Orion's turn to care for the night drinkers.

As Twilight made his way to the stairs, he spotted Lucky, and of all things, the witless dog boy had a book in his hands. It was an odd sight indeed, as Twilight didn't know Lucky to read anything.

"Whatcha got there?" The lone twin asked the dog boy.

"A book." Lucky said.

Twilight let out a huff. "What's it about?"

"A knight killing a dragon, I think. But it's a bit weird."

Twilight furrowed his eyebrows. "Lucky you CAN read right?"

Lucky nodded, "though some of these words I don't know."

"Do you mind?" Twilight asked, motioning to take the book, which Lucky handed over. Twilight quickly scanned the page Lucky was reading.

*The knight held him down. "This won't hurt." She spoke softly into his ear, tracing a tongue down his neck and over his chest until she found the bud of his nipple.*

"The hell!?" Twilight said to himself, closing the book to check the cover.

The front showed an image of a blonde haired, fair skinned female knight, in armor and a massive package, with a soft dragon boy leaning against her. The title reading: To Lay The Dragon.

"Lucky, where did you get this!?"

"I found it!" He said proud of himself.

"Do you..." Twilight blushed. "Mind if I borrow it?"

"Yeah, take it! I don't think I like reading."

Twilight stared at the book cover, feeling a bit bashful. "Thanks."

Lucky smiled and stood, walking over to the bar. "I'm so bored." He grumbled to himself. He too was hoping to find something to do to occupy his time. He had tried reading, but was glad twilight came along to save him from it. He didn't understand how people could enjoy staring at pages with words.

For what was probably the first time in his life Lucky felt frustrated.

"Luca, I'm bored." Lucky said to the Gnomish boy who was wiping down the bartop.

"There's some cards in the back. Maybe that can keep you busy?" Luca offered though he was more focused on cleaning.

"Will you play with me?" He asked excitedly.

"I'm working, Lucky." Luca said, and the dog boy pouted. "If you really want something to do so badly, how about cleaning some tables?"

"Okay!" Lucky yipped. He'd rather do something than nothing.

Grabbing a wet rag, he bounded over to clean the empty bar tables by the front door.

It hadn't been long, when the ding of the door chime perked up his ears. Turning to see who entered, Lucky locked eyes with a now more familiar face.

The elvin lady smiled at seeing him, and closed the distance between them.

"Horse girl!" He greeted, which made her laugh.

"I guess I didn't introduce myself the last time we met. My name's Faerella." The girl lucky had met at the stables the morning prior said with a small bow.

"Fae!" He smiled, his tail wagging behind him.

"Is that a nickname?" She asked, with a giggle.

"Mhm." He nodded.

"I like it." She smiled and the dog boy beamed. "And you're Lucky, correct?"

Lucky stared up at her starry eyed. "How did you know?" He asked, fully bewildered.

She giggled. "Well you did answer to that name when you got called away yesterday."

"Oh, right." He laughed.

"So..." Fae glanced around the hall, though it wasn't what she expected. Her eyes landed back on Lucky. "Are you working right now?"

"No. I'm off. But I did promise to serve you. So here." Lucky extended a hand to the taller elvin woman.

She felt a bit nervous, but gave over her hand. Lucky guided the pointy eared woman to one of the freshly cleaned tables and sat her.

"I'll be right back."

"Lucky, you don't..." but the dog boy was already gone. Fae couldn't help but smile as she watched him, bounding over to the bar.

As he went about filling her up a cup of grog, her eyes scanned the blackboard, spotting something curious.

"After the supper rush we don't sell food. But here, it's on the house." He smiled, returning with a large stein of grog, which he placed in front of her.

She gave him a half smile. "I don't dri-" She started to say, but with the cute look on his face with the way he just watched her, how could she say no. "Oh what the hell."

She picked up the large cup and brought the wooded edge to her lips and took a sip.

Fae proceeded to place back down the Stein, and cover her mouth as she shook her head. "That's disgusting." She said, but with a laugh.

"Did I do bad?" Lucky pouted.

"No! No. You're fine. Thank you for the drink. It's... just not for me." She said, reaching out and patting his head.

Lucky smiled. "Should I get you something else?"

"No, please sit. I'd rather you just-" Fae patted the seat next to her. "Sit."

Doing as he was told with a smile, Lucky plopped down in the seat next to her. She stared down at him and softly smiled.

"You know..." Fae twiddled her fingers, "with the way Ms. Delaquax talked about this place, I thought it was a brothel." She said with a nervous laugh.

Lucky blinked up at her. "What's a Brothel?" He asked, his head cocked to the side.

"Oh, uh... nothing." She laughed, brushing it off.

Her eyes caught on the strange phrase on the blackboard again.

"Um, Lucky? What's that about?" She asked, pointing out the phrase No Nut Novembereth, which sat out of place.

"Oh, we're not allowed to cum for a month." Fae blushed at the boy's casual words. "Which kinda sucks."

Fae's head swirled with questions, though seeing him pout at the idea of not being able to cum, tickled a part of her. "Why does it suck?" She asked with a horny curiosity.

"Because I like jerking off. It feels good. Now I can't even do that... it's frustrating." Lucky pouted, laying his chin on the edge of the table.

Fae's pale cheeks were a bright red at how openly this cute boy talked about things so... naughty. But she couldn't stop smiling.

"What about edging?" She asked, unable to believe she'd just said that.

"What's edging?" Lucky asked, not lifting his head but looking over at her.

"Um..." Fae was internally squealing. "It's like... um, jerking off. But when you're close to... orgasm, you stop."

Lucky thought for a moment. "That doesn't sound very fun if you stop before the good part."

Fae smiled wildly "Oh, it's actually a whole lot of fun. You get to feel really good and the tease is the best. It's... one of my favorite things to do." She blushed, realizing she was gushing to some cute boy she'd just met about her mastubation habits.

Lucky lifted his head and his tail was wagging. Seeing Fae's excitement made him excited. Plus if what she was saying was true, he'd be able to feel good.

"Can you teach me?" He asked, curiously looking over at her.

Fae stared at him wide eyed, arousal straining at her panties. "Yes please." She quickly said.

Lucky stood. And gave a quick look around the room, making sure no one was watching, before taking the Elvin ladies hand and guiding her upstairs.

Fae squealed internally as the cute puppy boy was bringing her upstairs to his room. "Ms. Delaquax was right all along."

Her stomach twisted with nervousness as Lucky led her down the hall and into his small room. Closing the door behind them, Fae's eyes scanned the space, her gaze falling upon the bed, before flicking to the cute boy. A spattering of red adorned her cheeks.

Lucky bounced in front of Fae, between her and the bed. He wore a bright smile and wagging tail. His insides tumbled with excitement, but also a bit of nervousness.

"What do we do?" He asked, eagerly waiting for her command.

Blushing, Fae thought for a moment, before motioning to the bed. "Can I?" She asked and the dog boy happily nodded.

With a fluid movement, she smoothed down the unmade bed and taking his pillow, she propped it up against the headboard before sitting up against it,.

She adjusted her skirt to be more inviting, and with her legs slightly parted, she patted her lap for him to sit.

Lucky hesitated but only for the briefest of seconds, crawling into bed and taking his seat in the soft crook of the elvin woman's thighs.

With how much taller she was than him, Lucky could feel her breasts pressing into the rear of his shoulders and her chin lightly sitting on the top of his head, as he leaned back into her.

"Is this good?" He asked, as his insides softly trembled with a mix of desire and shyness he wasn't used to.

Fae let out a pleased hum, feeling the warmth of his body against her. She smiled to herself at how obedient he was being, though he did seem like the type.

"How about we start-" She spoke softly in his ear, "by you showing me how you usually jerk off." She said, her hands sitting on either side of his thighs.

Lucky quietly nodded. Fae didn't expect him to turn and reach between his headboard and mattress, but she smiled when he produced a small bottle of lube.

He placed the bottle beside them, and she reached up, taking hold of the hem of his pants. "Let me help you."

Lucky nodded again, lifting his hips a bit, as Fae tucked her thumbs under both pants and underwear, shimming down and off his clothing.

Lucky

Dog Femboy

-5.8 inches

-Quarter sized

-Sexually frustrated

Fae let out a soft gasp, as Lucky's dick sprang from its confines. "You're already so worked up." She cooed softly into his ear.

A needy "Mhm" left his lips.

Fae swallowed as she just watched the cute boy's dick eagerly bounce and twitch, a smirk spreading across her lips.

"It's okay. You can touch it." Her words were soft, but backed with desire. Wanting to watch him pump away at his boy dick. Admiring how much smaller it was then that of a futa like her.

She watched as he reached over, taking hold of the small bottle. Pulling the cork out, but before he could pour it into his hand, she reached up and took it.

"Allow me."

She brought the bottle over, hovering it above his pink tip. Tipping the bottle, she dribbled a oily dollop of its contents onto the tip, watching it leak and ooze down his shaft.

Lucky let out a little whimper at the cool liquid touching his sensitive member.

"Go on." She said softly, burning in anticipation. "I know you want to."

It had been only a handful of days since Lucky had last mastubated. But his body had gotten so used to blowing his load so regularly, that having missed a day or 2 had him more than eager to go.

He reached up, fingers curling around his shaft, and ran his hand up, caressing the glands of his tip before sliding back down his slick dick.

Lucky was letting out soft whimpers at his own touch. It felt so good. So much better than he was used to. Though he found himself a little too caught up to care whether it was because of Fae or not.

"That's a good boy."

Fae's words made Lucky gasp, as his hand flicked a little faster. She let out a little giggle at his reaction.

"Do you like that? Being called a good boy?" She whispered.

Lucky whimpered with a nod as his hand moved faster. Fae couldn't help but smirk, her arousal throbbing underneath him.

Lucky's hand raced on his dick as his moans became more vocal. Feeling The warmth of Fae's presence, knowing she was watching. His brain boiled in the pleasure he'd missed. This was everything he wanted.

His balls ached and strained, his moans growing louder as he rocketed towards orgasm.

"Slow down." She said softly, at seeing how worked up he'd gotten.

The whispered command surprised the dog boy. And Lucky let out a little whimper, as he slowed his wet strokes.

"That's a good puppy

." She cooed, making him ache. "I know you want to go fast, but you have to take your time, okay? Don't want you cumming by accident." She giggled.

Another whimper left Lucky's lips as he continued, stroking at his slower speed. He shifted in her lap adjusting himself farther into her, and rubbed up against her bulge, causing Fae to softly moan.

Lucky's hand seemed to quicken on his own at the noise Fae made. Her soft voice and hot body, was already making his sexually frustrated puppy brain dizzy.

Fae bit her lip as she throbbed against his butt. She was watching the beautifully erotic site of the cute puppy boy lustfully stroking away, and her body ached.

"Stop." She finally said, seeing how his pink tip throbbed in his hand.

Lucky reluctantly slowed until he came to a stop, obeying her order.

"That's a good puppy." She said, rubbing his thighs. "You can't cum remember?"

Lucky whimpered at the reminder. Stroking felt so good, but just made him so much more worked up, he ached to keep going. To keep stroking. But he wanted to be a good boy for Fae.

She hooked a finger under his wrist, and pulled his hand free from his dick. The erect and needy sight of it pulsed and glistened in the light of the room. His thin shaft and the pink bulb that sat on top. It was a sight to behold for her.

Lucky shifted, drawing another hum from Fae. Though this time he'd done it on purpose. He was aching, hearing her moan, and feeling her arousal, it tingled his brain with almost as much pleasure as stroking his dick had done.

"C-can I do anything for you?" He asked.

Fae bit her lip. A few hours ago, she'd finally made up her mind and built up enough nerve to talk in the front door of the "tavern". There was a moment of disappointment for her before that was quickly reversed, but now here she was.

A cute puppy boy in her lap. Watching him stroke like his life depended on it. So desperate for pleasure but too eager to please. Obeying all her orders without a question.

She wanted to teach him about edging. That's why he'd asked her upstairs. And She didn't want to betray that, though right now all she really wanted was to lightly pin him down and f*** him till that cute dick of his came, hands free.

But maybe she could compromise?

"I have an idea, but you'll need to get up." She said softly and patted his thighs.

Like a flash, Lucky quickly bounced fro. her lap, turning around in the bed to face her. Fae just giggled at the look in his eyes. A needy mixture of desires. He was just a ball of good boy energy.

"Such an eager pup." She said and Lucky blushed but nodded in agreement.

With a smirk, Fae shimmied down in the bed a bit, sticking out her bulge towards the waiting dog boy as she lifted her hips.

"Mind helping me out of this skirt?" She asked playfully.

Lucky nodded with a little yip and reached up, taking hold of the soft fabric. Fae undid a button on the side, leaving the cute puppy to undress her.

Lucky lightly tugged, sliding off her skirt, all the while his eyes were locked on her crotch. Fae wore a beautiful pair of white panties, which currently struggled to contain her arousal. Her cock curled, straining against the fabric, the outline of her head and shaft a detailed print with the bulge of her large balls underneath. A wet spot of precum had the pink of her wide tip visible through the white clothing.

Lucky's hands trembled holding her skirt, his tail wagging and his dick bouncing in place at the sight.

"Lucky." Fae said, unable to help herself from smiling at his excited and mesmerized gaze. "Do you want to touch it?" She asked and he let out a little yip.