Femboy furry and a fuck machine

The Femboy Furry and His Fuck Machine: A Sensual Symphony

The sun-kissed room was bathed in a soft, ethereal glow as the young femboy furry prepared for his solo performance. He stretched his lithe, lilac fur-trimmed body, arching his back sensually, his tail swishing behind him. His ears perked atop his head, twitching with anticipation. This was going to be a special show, one he’d been practicing for weeks.

The femboy crossed the room, his movements fluid and graceful despite his excitement. He wore a tight, shiny pink thong that hugged his perky buttocks and a matching jockstrap that left little to the imagination. His soft, supple breasts bounced slightly with each step, already stiff from arousal. As he approached the large fucking machine at the center of the room, a shiver of pleasure ran through him. This was no ordinary machine – it was a Bad Dragon, the ultimate in sex toy technology.

He ran his small, nimble paws over the machine, admiring its sleek, matte finish. His long, slender fingers gripped the-powerful dildo attachment, a thick, knotty wonder. Just looking at it made his mouth water and his hole ache with need. He took a moment to adjust the settings on the machine, ensuring it would hit just the right spots at the perfect pace.

With a deep breath, the femboy positioned himself over the dildo, his thighs quivering. He reached back, parting his cheeks, revealing his tight, pink hole. A thin trail of precum already dripped from his sensitive tip, dripping onto the machine. Slowly, he lowered himself onto the thick head of the dildo, moaning softly as it stretched him open.

As he sank inch by inch onto the thick, veiny shaft, he felt his hole stretching wider than he could ever imagine. The toy was far larger than any of his other toys, easily five inches thick with a massive knot at the base. As it pushed against his deepest parts, he let out a high-pitched, pleasured yelp, his body trembling.

With a press of a button, the machine roared to life, pistoning back and forth. The femboy grabbed the rails on either side of the machine, bracing himself as it fucked him hard and fast. Each deep thrust hit his prostate precisely, sending arcs of electric pleasure through his body. He could feel his cock throbbing in time with the machine’s rhythm, the tip now leaking steadily.

Lost in pleasure, the femboy threw his head back, his mouth open in a silent scream of ecstasy. His tail wrapped around his thigh, his claws digging into the metal rails. Drool dripped from his mouth onto his heaving chest. The machine’s harsh pounding was relentless, unforgiving, the knot at the base pushing against his tight ring with every stroke.

Suddenly, the femboy felt a burst of pressure against his hole, a deep rumbling that made his body quake. The knot was caught inside him, stretching him impossibly wide. The machine halfway up his shaft, the knot now inflated, plugging him completely, locking him in place. He could feel his insides being massaged, his prostate milked by the throbbing toy. His body shuddered, his whole being consumed by the pleasure.

The femboy panted heavily, his eyes rolling back, his tongue lolling out. He fumbled with the machine’s settings, desperate for more. He needed that knot now. Adjusting the machine to fill himself with the huge toy fully, he felt the massive knot slowly move deeper into his stretched hole.

Now, fully impaled on the relentless machine, the full knot buried deep, the femboy could do nothing but take the pounding. His body danced as it was rutted, each deep pump against his prostate sending him higher and higher. A high-pitched keening whine filled the room, a sound of pure, unadulterated bliss. His full balls, drawn up tight against his body, pulsed, ready to explode.

The tension was building. His abs clenched, his thighs quivering. His cock, untouched, stood straight up, cum leaking steadily from the tip. With each plow into his battered hole, the knot found his prostate, pushing him ever closer to the edge. Finally, with a howl of pure pleasure, his body convulsed, his cock erupting in thick spurts of cum. An orgasm unlike anything he had ever experienced seemed to shake him to his core. His whole body spasmed, every nerve ending alight with sensation.

For several long moments, the femboy was lost in a haze of ecstasy, his body twitching, each small movement sending aftershocks through him. As the machine slowed, finally coming to a stop, his body sagged forward, his breath coming in heavy, labored pants. His eyes fluttered and closed, his body spent, completely sated.

As he slowly came back to himself, he groaned, with satisfaction. Sliding carefully off the knotty toy, a burst of thick, white cream dripped from his stretched, puffy hole. He reached down, gathering some on his fingers as he watched the slowly deflating knot slide out of him. He brought the thick, musky cream to his mouth, savoring the taste as he slowly licked his fingers clean.

Collapsing onto the soft cushions nearby, the femboy drifted off to sleep, a contented, sated smile on his face, dreaming of his next performance, already looking forward to what new and exciting toys he might include then. The machine purred softly, enjoying its rest until next it could ravage the young furry once more.