Scooby Doo: Gas, Grass, or Ass! [m/f] [dubious consent] [beast] [oral] [anal]

*Velma sighed as she dropped to her knees in the back of the Mystery Machine and began to unzip Shaggy’s pants. She slowly slid them down below his knees and wrapped her lips around the head of his cock, running her tongue around it and pressing the tip under his foreskin to peel it back. She inhaled deeply through her nose, taking in his mildly sweaty scent, and pushed her head forward. She felt the length of his shaft slide into her mouth, the thick, pulsing vein along his underside nestled neatly into the crook of her tongue. The taste was salty and warm, and she could feel his pubic hair beginning to tickle her nose. Velma began to pull back, but suddenly felt Shaggy’s long, boney fingers wrap around the top of her head and pull her towards him. She gagged as the head of his dick pressed against the back of her mouth and slid down into her throat. Her eyes watered as he finally released her, allowing her to yank her face away and gasp for air, leaving a thin string of spit from her lips to his cock.*

*Coughing, she slowly glanced up to the front seat where Fred was reclining behind the driver’s seat. He had a huge smile on his face as he rested one hand on the pretty redhead who was leaning over from the passenger seat and bobbing up and down in his lap. The other hand slid down Daphne’s back and cupped her ass firmly before hiking her skirt up and sliding under her panties, pressing two fingers into her wet pussy. Daphne reached up and brushed her hair away from her face, locking eyes with Velma for just a moment. She smiled knowingly, her lips still hugging Fred’s dick, before motioning her eyebrows towards the sticker clinging to the Mystery Machine’s rear window, then returned to her slutty work.*

*Velma followed Daphne’s eyes to the reversed text she had seen upon climbing into the garishly painted van: “Rides cost gas, grass, or ass!”*

*She felt the hippy’s bony hand gripping her head again and dejectedly turned her face towards his crotch, taking his dick in her mouth and working it like the slut she knew she was.*

*As Shaggy’s hips began to buck towards her face, Velma felt the heavy footfalls of the large Great Dane shaking the van’s suspension as it circled around behind her. The huge dog worked with almost humanlike intelligence as it used one big paw to lift her skirt and slide her underwear down to her knees. She felt the weight of the canine’s warm belly press down onto her back as his long, pointed cock came to rest between her ass cheeks. Dejected, she shifted her weight forward to reposition the dog’s member. Daphne had taken on the degrading duty last time. It was Velma’s time to just bite the bullet and take her turn.*

*Velma jumped as she felt the head of the dog’s cock press unexpectedly against her asshole. She tried her best just to ride it out, dipping her head forward to work Shaggy’s cock even as the Dane’s fat member spread her butt and slid into her guts.*

*Through the overwhelming sensation, Velma heard a soft* “Rehehehehe!” *escape the dog’s throat.*

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/nrekh2/scooby_doo_gas_grass_or_ass_mf_dubious_consent