Picture this, a male german shepherd named Lou, at the pack’s monthly moonlight meetup, his black and tan coat gleaming under the lanterns, ears perked, tail wagging low and slow. He’s nursing a drink when Mia, a curvaceous anthro vixen with glossy red fur and long, athletic legs, struts by. Her calves are toned perfection, tight muscles shifting under silky fur as she walks, haunches rounded and begging for attention. Lou’s sheath swells instantly at the sight. His canine dick starts sliding out of it’s sheath, slick with pre-cum, the tapered tip already dripping as he fights the urge to just go over and hump that beautiful pair of legs.
But Lou doesn’t fight the urge for long.
He drops to all fours like the primal stud he is, nose flaring at the musky, feminine scent rolling off her lower legs. “Fuck, Mia… your legs,” he growls, voice husky with lust. Before she can tease him, he’s pressed himself against her, hot breath huffing over her calf. His throbbing yiff stick slides over her ankles, grinding upward along the back of one leg. The smooth fur on her haunch feels like heaven against his sensitive knot as it swells bigger, pulsing with every desperate thrust.
Lou loves the way her calf tenses under his weight, the way her haunch quivers when he drags his leaking cock along the curve. “These legs were made for humping,” he pants, hips jackhammering faster. His balls slap rhythmically against her paw pads while thick ropes of pre smear across her fur, marking her as his favorite leg toy. Mia moans, spreading her stance just enough for him to wedge deeper between those powerful haunches, the heat of her inner leg driving him feral.
He doesn’t knot her pussy tonight, no, that’s not what he’s there for. It’s the friction of her calf squeezing his shaft between that gap behind her shin, the way her haunch flexes and milks every inch of his throbbing dick. Lou’s knot balloons huge, against her leg as he howls in ecstasy. Hot spurts of thick canine cum blast across her leg fur, painting those sexy calves white and dripping down to her paws. He keeps grinding through his orgasm, tongue lolling, eyes rolled back in pure leg humping bliss.
Afterward, Lou nuzzles and licks every drop clean from her leg, already half hard again just from the taste of his mess on her. “Next time I’m humping both legs at once,” he promises with a wicked grin.
If you’re a fellow leg humper or just love watching a hung anthro dog lose control over a good pair of calves and haunches, come and call someone who’d love to hear the leg humping fantasies
Stay knotty
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