March | 2017 | My Blog

Gone Fishing

It was a warm summer evening, around 7:00 pm when I said to my wife, “Pam let’s go fishing.”

She seemed kind of restless and replied, “You go on if you want to. I’m tired and want to stay in the air conditioning.”

I grabbed my tackle box, poles and a cooler. After throwing them in the back of my truck I went back in the house and gave Pam a kiss as I left. A farmer about 10 miles away from home had given me permission to fish his farm ponds anytime I wanted. As I drove I thought about the way Pam was acting. She was acting really restless, quite unlike her, and she usually enjoyed going fishing. Air conditioning wasn’t really a draw for her, as she enjoyed being outside. I thought to myself, “Something isn’t right. She was acting way too weird to just not want to go fishing.”

As I turned down the country road that led to my fishing hole I saw an old Ford truck with the hood up. There was steam rolling out of it, and as I got closer, there was a nice looking woman leaning against the fender. She looked in her mid 20’s, wearing daisy dukes and a tank top. She was very curvy and not at all hard on the eyes.

I pulled over in front of her truck and got out. “Hi, I’m Jack, I see you’re having some engine trouble. Can I help?”

She looked up at me, and burst into tears.

“Whoa” I said to her. “It can’t be all that bad. I won’t hurt you. I can try to help you though.”

Between sobs, she managed to get out the words “I know. It’s just so much though.”

I put my arms around her giving her a hug. “I’m Jack” I repeated.

“I’m Ginny” she replied. “Nice to meet you.”

She then hugged me back, pressing her 36C’s into my chest. She was really hot, in more ways than one. She stood about 5’6”, long blond hair, 36C breasts and wearing the daisy dukes, her legs went all the way up. She was very well toned, and just looking at her made my cock start to twitch.

“What are you doing all the way out here? We don’t get many visitors on these back roads.”

I replied “A farmer out here has given me permission to fish on his place anytime I want and I was going to spend some time dipping my pole.”

“Yeah? Who’s that?”

“Ole man Johnson, he lives about 3 more miles up the road on the right.”

She wiped the sweat from her face using her tank top, exposing her well toned stomach. As she composed herself she said, “I know him. He’s my neighbor.”

“Ginny, it’s pretty hot out here, I’ve got some beer in the cooler and you look like you could use one. How about getting a couple out and I’ll take a look at your truck.”

“Yeah, I’m pretty hot… and thirsty. I’ll get them.”

She turned and walked to the back of my truck, my eyes enjoying the heart shaped ass move in her shorts. As she got the beers out, she took one, popped the cap and raised it to her pink lips and drank most of it before dropping it back down.

I turned and walked to her truck, the steam had quit for the most part, and I found myself thinking about her dynamite body instead of the engine in front of me. Turning my attention to her engine, I quickly spotted the split radiator hose. Getting some duct tape from my truck the immediate problem was quickly fixed.

“This will get you home, but you will need to have the hoses replaced soon. Once the engine cools off I’ll take some of the melted ice water from the cooler and fill your radiator to get you home. Why don’t you grab us another beer and we can talk a while until it’s cooled down?’

She quickly turned back to my truck and as she bent over the tail gate reaching for the cooler I could feel my cock getting stiff in my jeans. As she opened the beer I lowered the tailgate and we sat down and began talking.

“I’m sorry I cried” she said. “It’s just that things have really been crazy lately. My husband is gone, he’s been driving for about 4 weeks now.”

He drive an 18 wheeler?”

“Yeah” she replied. “And I really miss him. We’re both 24, we’ve been married for 7 years now, we were sweethearts in high school and got married as soon as we graduated. We bought 50 acres hoping to farm a little and have enough stock to sustain us, but it hasn’t worked out. He’s had to take a job driving to make it work.”

She went on to explain that his rig kept breaking down all the time, so the money he was making was being eaten away with repairs, and he’s worn out from driving all across the country and being away from home.

. I told her I was 59, married (seemed like forever) and I thought my wife was fooling around with one of the neighbors.

Ginny said “I think Gary fucks around too, in all those truck stops he gets to. I’ve traveled with him once or twice, and it seems every stop has one or two floozies there to fuck the drivers, if you know what I mean. Can I have another beer?”

“Sure, get one for me too.”

I smiled at her as she grinned, then bent over the cooler to get a couple more beers. We talked for a few more minutes until we had finished our beers.

I finally got up and took the cooler to the front of her truck and filled the radiator. Replacing the radiator cap I told her, “Go ahead and start it up. I’ll follow you home.”

“OK!” she replied.

I dropped the cooler back into the bed of my truck, got into my truck and followed her home.

As we got to her place, we both got out of out trucks and she walked over and thanked me.

“You’re more than welcome” I replied. “Maybe we’ll see each other around sometime.”

“You’re still going fishing?” she asked.

“Well, probably not now, I’m a bit high from the beers we drank.”

“Me too” she said, smiling at me.

She came closer to me, reached up grabbed my head in her hands and pulled me down to kiss me. Sticking her tongue in my mouth, I returned the kiss and dropped my hands to her ass, pulling her to me. She started moving her body, grinding against me. I thought “This girl is way too young for me, but damn this sure feels good.”

Ginny pulled back from me and said, “Jack I need a man… right now.” Grabbing my hand she led me to her house. She pulled me back to the bedroom, repeating “I need you now, I need you now.”

As we stood in her bedroom, she grabbed her tank top and pulled it over her head, exposing her breasts, nipples hard at attention. Throwing the shirt to the floor, she unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them along with her panties down and kicked them away.

I pulled my shirt off and began fumbling with my belt and jeans. She reached over and finished unzipping my pants and pulled them down so I could step out of them.

I reached out and hugged her, pulling her tits into my chest, then moved her back to the bed where she fell back. I bent down and begin sucking and licking her tits, my hands roaming over her beautiful body. She moaned with pleasure as she reached out and grabbed my now fully erect cock, gently stroking it.

I moved down her body, licking the sweat from her, kissing her tanned skin, finally finding my goal, her well trimmed pussy. I grabbed her legs and spread them, giving me easier access to the prize. I buried my face against her honey pot, my tongue licking her slit. Using my thumbs I parted her lips and found her clit, sucking it into my mouth.

She yelped with pleasure as I licked and sucked on her love button. “Oh, yes, damn that feels good.” As I lapped up her now flown juices, she squirmed beneath me, her legs spread wide.

“Oh god, I need you now. Fuck me….” she moaned as she rubbed her tits.

I raised up, my throbbing cock poised just above the target, I pushed down and into her as her wet lips spread to receive my pole. As I pushed in to her, lubricating juices coated my cock and I easily slid in and out. We began a fucking rhythm that both of us were familiar with, moving as one.

As my muscle moved in and out of her, her whole body trembled, her head moving side to side out of control. She arched her hips to meet my thrusts, I could feel her inner muscles massaging my cock as we fucked.

As she began to approach orgasm she screamed out “OH FUCK!! OH FUCK!! YES!”

My balls were slapping against her wet ass as I thrust in and out of her. I could feel my balls tighten as my cum began to boil, eager to race up the chute and into her honey pot.

“DAMN! I’M CUMMING!” I shouted as jets of sperm shot from my cock into her waiting pussy.

I grabbed her ass and held her tight as cum spurted into her, the walls of her pussy milking my slowly shrinking cock. Finally when the last bit of cum was spent from my balls, I rolled over and lay next to her.

She began crying again.

“Oh man, what have I done?” I thought to myself as we lay next to each other. “Look Ginny, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean….”

“Jack, I really needed that. I’m not crying out of anger, or fear, or remorse. I’m crying because it was so good. And I really needed that.”

“Ginny, I really enjoyed it too. I haven’t had sex that good in years. I don’t want to cause a problem or be a problem between you and your husband. But I need to get going, it’s getting late and I need to be getting home.”

“Thanks for helping me out Jack” she said, and winked at me. “In more ways than one.”

We both got up and pulled our clothes back on. As we walked back outside she said, “You aren’t going to be a problem between me and Gary. We have a pond out back you can fish anytime you want. I hope you’ll come back.”

“Thanks.” I said “I’ll take you up on that.”

“And I have a special hole that you can dip your pole into as well.” She said, smiling broadly.

“And I’m sure I’ll take you up on that offer as well.” I replied, smiling at her.

She gave me one last kiss before I started up my truck and began the trip home. As I drove down the road I was thinking about the events of the evening. “Man, I’ve never cheated before. How do I deal with this?”

I still had this weird feeling about Pam. I pulled into the driveway and as I approached the door, it was unlocked. I walked in, and was shocked by the scene in front of me. My wife was naked in the living room, down on all fours her 38 D tits swaying from side to side. Our neighbor, John was behind her, his cock buried in her pussy, and another guy in front of her, his cock in her mouth….

I just stood there in the doorway, watching the scene, two guys fucking my wife. My cock immediately sprang to attention, pushing against my jeans.

Pam looked up, seeing me standing there shock on her face at being caught. The two men looked at me and continued to fuck my wife. As I watched the erotic scene in front of me, I unhooked my belt, unzipped my pants and pulled my now erect cock out and began stroking it.

The look of shocked fear left Pam’s face and she began to smile when she saw me stroking my cock. She resumed fucking the two men. Her loud moans gave away the pleasure she was receiving from the two cocks. John stroked in and out of her pussy and began moaning as he started to cum. As he pulled his now limp cock out her pussy cum dripped from her hole, running down her legs. The man fucking her mouth was groaning as Pam sucked and licked his cock.

“Ohhh, I’m cumming” he groaned as she licked and sucked on his erect organ.

Ropes of cum filled Pam’s mouth, some oozing out onto her chin. When he had emptied his cock, he slid it out of Pam’s mouth, a drop of cum glistening on the tip.

I walked over to Pam, my engorged cock sticking straight out. She cupped my balls, and took my rod into her mouth and began sucking. Her tongue licked the underside of my shaft,

She moved off of my cock, looked up at me and said “I taste another woman.. I thought you were going fishing.. I didn’t know you were going fishing in a pussy.. who have you been fucking?”

“I’ll talk to you about it later, now I’m fucking you.”

Pam moaned, as I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her onto my throbbing dick. As she eagerly sucked on my cock, the other two men sat back and watched us, stroking their dicks. I pulled out of her mouth and moved her around, lining up her dripping pussy with my cock.

Thrusting into her used honey hole I pushed in and out, listening to her moans of pleasure. The two men moved over and stuck their cocks in front of Pam’s face, where she eagerly began grabbing at both of them with her mouth. They stuck both cocks in her mouth and she began sucking and licking both of them.

John and the other man groaned as they both came in her mouth. Pam eagerly swallowed their cream as they shot their load. They both sat back, enjoying the sight of me fucking my wife.

Pam began moaning louder, on the verge of orgasm. My balls tightened up as she screamed with pleasure from her orgasm. I could feel the hot cum inside me racing up the length of my cock, splashing into her already cum filled pussy.

Pam collapsed onto the floor as the two men began reaching for their clothes. After a few minutes Pam got up, kissed me and went upstairs to our room to shower. The other man, as it turned out was John’s boss and my wife may just have saved John’s job. They weren’t sure what my reaction would be when they were caught, but since I joined in the fuck party, they realized I wasn’t angry.

Pam and I talked about it later, and I found out that Pam had been fucking John for about six months, ever since John’s wife had filed for divorce. This made it easier for me remove guilt for fucking Ginny, and also justify having a fuck buddy relationship with her.

Pam and I now have an ‘open relationship’, both of us free to fuck whomever we want, with some ground rules. And I do spend more time fishing without Pam accompanying me. Ginny and I both are grateful for that. And John and his boss, Jerry do spend a bit more time around the house.

originally published at:http://ift.tt/2mcHQPL

Party For Two-Revised Version By Dayvid Flint

Party For Two Copyright by Dayvid Flint

It was dark when he pulled into the drive for the mansion. It was well lit and there were signs all over that the masquerade party he has been invited to was being attended by many. Parked at the door,he checked the rear view mirror to make sure his mask was in place and straight,then he got out and left the car in the valet’s hands. He walked in and saw signs of fun everywhere. Everyone wore a mask. He looked around to see if anyone caught his eye.A well rounded ass moving sexily as a woman walked by. A nice full pair of tits on someone else. Perhaps the party was not yet going strong enough to suit him for he saw nothing that caught his eye presently.There were costumes of all types being worn,kings,queens,jokers,pirates. He had chosen a pirate in case he found a wench who needed to be sent off the plank. When he didn’t find anyone who caught his eye,he searched for the bar. Once found,he sat on a stool and ordered his favorite drink. Drink in hand,he continued scanning the area for anything that struck his fancy.

She arrived at the party seeing the activity of people enjoying themselves. She had been approached by a friend of the host asking if she was interested in the kink that would be present. She thought,’This could be fun. I wouldn’t know anyone. Sex with a stranger was always potentially thrilling. Would they be gentle? Would they enjoy what she enjoys? Or would it be a complete learning experience? She had learned some time ago that she was not plain,average,ordinary. Once when a lover had scraped his teeth on her nipple,she had found herself enjoying the friction.The slight pain was enjoyable. She wondered what else she might enjoy. When a one night stand had slapped her ass HARD once,she felt a little jolt of electricity as her body again enjoyed the pain. And then there was that ONE time. She had been picked up in a bar by someone experienced in doling out erotic pain. Her pussy had felt ALIVE when she was fucked and spanked. She had gotten interested in finding out how much pain was enjoyable,how much was simply pain. Turned out,she enjoyed a LOT of pain. It intensified the pleasure she enjoyed while fucking. She began frequenting the BDSM bars to enjoy the eroticism of pain. And that led to other things. Like enjoying being dominated. It was like a primal need for her. And it was like an aphrodisiac. So here she was,while party guests were dressed in costume,she among others were wearing clothing exposing her tits,the sign that she was available for adult fun to anyone who was interested.

Nursing his drink,he finally saw the someone he sought down about 20 feet on the bar looking at him. She was gorgeous with lush red lips and her costume only had a bottom leaving her beautiful full tits exposed for all to enjoy the looking. In addition to the topless dress,she finished off the outfit with a pair of ‘FUCK ME’ pumps. Black stilettos with four inch heels. Each time she moved,her tits jiggled. She winked at him and he decided to move closer. As he approached,the stool next to her was cleared and he filled it himself. He had been around before. He had been with a strong woman before who slapped him during her foreplay. It had caught him by surprise but had aroused him. He had ventured out to check out the world of people who enjoyed a spicier sex life. People who weren’t interested in simply laying there and letting someone fuck them,or to just fuck someone laying there. The act of dominating one had been intoxicating. The taking control,the power of looking into the eyes of one who was asking him to take them to a higher plane one that brought on higher pleasures,deeper orgasms. It wasn’t just intoxicating,it was addictive. The first time he took a woman by her hair and jerked her head back,he saw the look of apprehension in her eyes but also the trust that he wouldn’t cross a line. He became good at bringing on the pain,the spice,the more intense pleasures that spiked the mind and the body’s need for more,MUCH more. ??

She looked at hm directly in the eye as he took the seat next to her. She looked in his eyes and saw what she longed to see. He wouldn’t be gentle. He looked at her with a primal gaze. .Where they were sitting ,the bar had few lights and part of her face was shrouded in a shadow. Her eyes were clearly highlighted in the light that was available. “How are you doing?” he said .

“Good.” came her response.She watched him”You?” His response was similar to hers. She enjoyed his watching of her. He had trouble keeping his eyes off her tits and she was undressing him with her eyes. He knew that as she was topless,she was part of the entertainment that the people who threw these kinds of parties hired to keep the partygoers happy. And as he watched her,still each move she made caused her tits to sway invitingly. She smiled at him ,wetting her lips as she watched him. Looking for any sign that he knew how to take control and take her to euphoria.He decided he’d spent enough time at the bar. He felt like he couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to experience the softness of her skin. The warmth of her flesh. The smell of her perfume. The sound she would make as his tongue flitted across her clit. He needed to hear her moans change as she enjoyed the change from gentle lovemaking to the intensity of hard fucking. The deeper,harder orgasms that would come from taking charge. It was time to enjoy her. His way.

“Would you like to go somewhere? Somewhere more private?” He asked her.

“That depends. I mean,I don;t know you. I don’t know what you’re like. What YOU like” She said with a sly smile .”Why should I be interested in going someplace more private?HMMM?…Do you know how to give me what I like?” He considered the question. Did he know how to give her what she likes.

“What do you like?” He asked. She looked him in the eyes without blinking.”I like to be spanked. I’ve enjoyed a crop before. I’ve cum hard from a whipping Do you promise to hurt me?” The words echoed in his ears. Did he promise to hurt her? This one enjoys being hurt? She wants to feel the intensity of erotic pain?

His way. He thought about the meaning of his way. He enjoyed the sound of leather striking skin. The sound of a crop slapping skin makes his cock twitch. Her words resonated in his ears. Do you promise to hurt me? Yes,he knew how to hurt her,and he could deliver on a promise to hurt her. He heard it over and over again. He heard it to a full orchestra! Finally came his response.

“With extreme prejudice” he said. She smiled. She enjoyed pain,it made her pussy wet and her orgasms harder. She would soak bed linens with her orgasm from being hurt. And he promised to hurt her with aggressive execution. If she had any luck,he’d know how to make her feel absolutely delicious. She smiled at him”Let’s go,remember,you promised.”??

He took her with his arm around her waist and spying a flight of stairs started for a higher level. She smiled at him and he led the way to the second floor and hoping for an empty play room they could use for him to hurt her.As they took each step,she felt herself getting warmer,wetter.With each step,HE felt his blood starting to flow,starting to move things. He stopped at each door and opened gently to see if it was occupied, this would be last part of the night that would be gentle. With the fourth door he tried,he found success. They entered and headed for the narrow bed at the other side of the room,his trousers getting tighter with each step. . In this type of party,you didn’t lock the door. you simply depended on others to adhere to proper etiquette. Check quietly to see if in use,if it was,keep moving. He led her to the other side of the bed and left her there while he checked the drawers of the nearby dresser. He didn’t have to go far to find what he was looking for. Rope,gags,a belt(he carried his own)a riding crop. All the tools for pleasure. The type of pleasure that came from intense pain. The kind that she liked. She smiled as he brought the items to the bed. She looked at him with a demure face. Demure on the outside,inside she was beginning to get excited at the sight of the ropes. The bed was narrow with large knobs on top of the corner posts. He set the items on the bed next to her and took her in his arms.He pulled her head back by grabbing her hair and yanking rudely. His lips met hers.Her tongue met his. She was beginning to melt with anticipation. As he kissed her passionately,he fondled both her tits roughly.The fondling hurt her and made her lust with anticipation of the intensity of the pain she would receive. With each move,each touch he made,her pussy got wetter,hotter,her fever started to rise. He broke the kiss and holding her mouth open ,he spit into her mouth.

“Swallow that!” He commanded. She did as told and smiled at him sweetly. He removed her skirt leaving her naked except her shoes. 4 inch stilettos to definitely make her ass stand out.

He pushed her down on the bed hard enough to make her head bounce off the linens and taking one arm,he took one of the looped ropes and put her wrist through it then walking around the end of the bed slipped the other end around the corner post and pulled it tight. He then walked around to the other side of the bed and taking her other arm,put one end of the rope around her wrist pulled her tight and slipped the other end around the corner post and made it tight. She now had her arms stretched out. She began to breathe faster,her tits rising with her breathing in anticipation of his next move. He came back around to her side of the bed and kneeling down with another rope,he lifted her leg,pulled the looped end around and then pulled her tight to the closest corner post. The bed had been modified to allow for hooks and rings to allow for bondage activities. He pulled her leg tight to the post with no regard to her personal comfort level. What they were about to enjoy had nothing to do with comfort, cushioned pillows,blankets ,anything else soft or delicate.This wasn’t about making love,this was about hardcore fucking,and the resulting hardcore orgasm. Then with her other leg finally secured to the last corner post,he pulled the ropes attached to each one leaving her spread eagled leaning over on the bed,her legs tight to the point her heels were off the floor,only her toes supporting her lower body. She started feeling the burn immediately in her calves.Not so hard at first,just mild discomfort,but it would get better. It would be part of the hurt she asked for. Her toes started to ache. Her breathing became labored. This is what she was hoping for when she got there. And the eroticism of the pain would only rise from this point.

She turned her head to see him removing his clothes. When he was naked and sporting an erect cock pointing straight up,she watched him remove the thick black belt that supposedly had been holding his trousers up. Since he wasn’t wearing the trousers anymore,the belt would serve another purpose now. One she was looking forward to. He walked to the other side of the bed with his cock in front of her face and doubling the belt,cracked it several times. She pretended to be scared. She thought “Hopefully now this party was going to start”. And with that thought,he brought the belt down on her back.THWACK! She yelped in pretend agony and jumped as much as she could with her being securely tied down on the bed..He brought the belt down again.THWACK! With each strike of the belt,her discomfort in her legs,her toes started to intensify The belt found its mark three more times,THWACK! THWACK!THWACK!,.each time,she cried out.The discomfort in her calves from being forced on her toes intensified her nerves screaming from the belt strikes. He stood with his cock close to her mouth and commanded .

“Suck my cock!” She reached out with her tongue and licked briefly along the bottom of his head.

He ROARED “Is that what you call sucking my cock? Who told you to suck cock like that?” THWACK! The belt came down. her nerves starting protesting mightily! THWACK! THWACK! Twice more the belt came down.Twice more she felt her back turning to fire with its contact. The belt kept finding its mark on her back and ass. Each time the belt was swinging she would reach out with her mouth open trying to catch the head of his cock and when the belt stuck her,she jerked and missed the target.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE HOW BADLY YOU SUCK AT THIS!” He bellowed. He swung the belt down with no mercy! THWACK! She again missed getting his cock in her mouth. THWACK! His cock jerked with his annoyance that it had been missed THWACK! came the belt.Each time.leaving a red strap mark on her back,her ass. THWACK! With each strike of the thick leather belt,her back and ass started to turn crimson. Her nerves were now screaming in the intense pain she craved. On one hand she wanted to taste his flesh.On the other hand,she prayed she would miss and her back,her ass would feel the exquisite pain. He seemed to be enraged that she couldn’t manage to get his cock in her mouth. THWACK! Her pain was now spreading like fire all across her back side. Her back had turned cherry red. YES, the party was now in full swing.Let the FUN begin. Her legs ached starting with agony in her toes and leading the way up her legs cascading in waves,starting anew with each strike of the belt and each wave bringing more pain than the one before as it journeyed up through her calves and heading up her legs culminating at her pussy making it tingle and causing sexual juices to run down her throbbing legs. He ceased the whipping only momentarily,standing once again in front of her tear soaked face looking at him through now unkempt strands of hair laying over her face like some feral wild woman.

“Now,…..we’ll try this again! Suck my cock!” He commanded. And just as she tried to stretch her neck to move her chin forward ever so slightly.THWACK! came the strike of the belt,the lick she intended to place on his cock shaft missed and went into the air. Fuming he raised his arm again.

“THAT” Down came the belt. “IS NOT” The belt found a red strap and raised the flesh “HOW ” The words were combined with strikes of the wide leather belt delivering on the promise to hurt her . “YOU” THWACK! “DO IT!” THWACK! The belt didn’t hit the same place twice so her back was covered in cherry red strips n her flesh. Each strike of the belt brought on a new cry of agony. She wept huge sobs of ecstasy each time the belt struck her,and her body jerked to the limit he had placed on her. She was soaking the sheets of the bed with sweat from her upper body,her lower body also making sweat dribbling down her legs and running into her heels. When she spied him at the bar.she had secretly hoped he had this skill set for this pleasure. HER kind of pleasure! Not only the rough fucking she SO enjoyed,but also the thrill of being dominated,the delight in being used for his enjoyment. This brought HER enjoyment! She looked at his cock through her tears as the intensity of the erotic pain had brought her nerves to an inferno. She was starting to lose herself in her ecstasy. GOD,she’d hoped someone like him would be at the party to delight in this fashion and he was JUST what the doctor had ordered. She felt all her muscles tensing up as the euphoria was beginning to transport to a higher level of enjoyment. Her mind was turning dizzy with the nerves screaming at the same time her pussy was getting drenched on its way to imminent release. She was one of the few who could enjoy the hard orgasm that came with the hard pain. He brought the belt down unceasingly. He brought it down mercilessly. He enjoyed the infliction of pain as much as she enjoyed receiving it. His cock waved in front of her face and through her sweaty hair,she just could see precum gathered at his tip. The belt came down as she managed to get his head in her mouth and sucked hard to remove the precum. The erotic pain along with the unbearable position he had placed her in was making her dizzily euphoric. She was no longer able to speak,her breath coming in gasping sobs as the tears ran down her face.Even wit the tears,her vision was blurring, But it was an false indicator of the true state she was in. Outwardly she appeared to be in agony,inwardly she is in ecstasy ,transported to a higher level of euphoria brought on by the release of the billions of endorphins causing her mind to drift to another plane..A higher plane as her body wracked while her orgasm traveled through her limbs,her muscles.

She has both a release of all her muscles as she came hard with a scream. Her legs were soaked with both sweat and the female cum streaming down both legs.

With her body in ecstacy and her mind dancing on a higher euphoric plane,she was barely aware of his moving around face her back side. The belt had been discarded.The riding crop was next to her. He would be repeating the intensity of the act on this side now. He could see her swollen pussy lips post orgasm and preorgasm at the same time.The action had moved behind her.She wouldn’t see anything.She would only feel.

“I can’t believe how badly you suck at this.” His cock at full mast from the erotic intensity of the act he placed his cock head against her soaking wet pussy.

“We’ll see if you can get this done any better.” He shoved his cock into the pussy until his balls,swinging from the force of his thrust ,slapped against her pussy lips. The orgasm made her pussy so slick,it offered zero resistance to his cock sliding in fully. . With his thrust he brought the crop down on her backside ,it making a wicked hiss as it sliced through the air. Finding its mark on her backside with an equally wicked SNAP!,she raised her head to the point she could and gasped in deep with the new type of pain introduced to her tortured body. She let out a new yelp as she felt the crop strike along with his cock moving in and out rapidly like a piston. Her kegle muscles griped it tightly with each strike of the evil crop delivering its own payload of pain. The crop made its own distinctive sound with each time it makes contact with her. He continue to whip her with the crop as rhythmically he fucked her pussy.. Each time he brought down the crop,it made its own distinctive sound announcing its own version of ecstacy,its own promise of euphoria to her pain raddled brain,already drunk with the higher level of intensified pleasure.

“I hope you realize you brought this on your self” he said as his cock continued its thrust after thrust after thrust.He brought the crop down on her back and ass,neither in any more position to offer protest. He leaned forward and taking a handful of sweat soaked hair,he jerked her head back and spit in her face.while feeling her kegle muscles again grip his cock as she orgasmed so hard it sprayed his ball sack and traveled its way down both their legs. . . Finally he dropped the crop and grabbing her ass cheeks,he came,unleashing a flood of hot cream splashing all through her pussy.

Both their lusts sated,he collapsed briefly other her own limp body. After resting for a few moments,more realized by him than her,he lifted himself up ,pulled slowly out of her pussy,her lips gurgling with the release of his flesh. He slowly went to corners of the bed and removed her restraints. First on her legs so he could lift her up on the bed and then to her arms. She had passed out from the journey her delirium had taken her on. She would sleep for hours waiting for her nerves to reawaken,her muscles to return to working. The marks would remain for some time. He gathered his clothes and getting some semblance of dressed,he made his way down to the front . With his car delivered by the valet,he slowly drove back home.

The next evening found her again at the bar chatting with one of the other girls hired for the evening. The host had seen to it that several girls would be on hand for any of the guests that wanted to take the partying to the next higher level. Each of the girls were recognizable by virtual of their being topless. The guests were wearing costumes ,the party girls were all topless. She was wearing a dress that allowed for the display of her tits,but with all the red marks on her backside,the dress had her covered there.

“So ,how was your night?” Her companion asked.

“OMG,the man who chose me.REALLY knew how to fuck. I couldn’t tell you how many orgasms I had. I woke up in the bed with aches and pains EVERYWHERE! ” Her companion’s eyes got big!

“YES!,I’m sore everywhere. He really knew how to deliver on his promises.” The companion just smiled and took another sip of her drink,the working girls were not allowed alcohol,hers was a glass of lemon water. She turned around to face the guests and let them she was available and true to what she had just said,every muscle ached. Ached GOOD!

He drove his car to the wide drive just as the night before. Tonight was the conclusion of the party. The host had arranged for a two night affair in case some invitees could only attend one of the nights. He didn’t truly hope to find another princess like he had last night. She had made the night MAGICAL! When he walked in, party girl met him with her beautiful tits available for the viewing pleasure holding a tray of champagne filled flutes. He took one and cupping one of her lovely tits,he gave it a playful squeeze while he bussed her on the cheek. As he walked further,he heard loud talking. He turned in the direction and saw a guest whose voice he recognized. His friend had already taken care of several drinks. He decided he would say hello later after checking the area near the bar despite his having a champagne flute. The party girls would be massed near the bar waiting for someone to be interested in taking them upstairs. Turning back again to spy the bar area,he was surprised to see her again.He smiled and expected she would have sat out the evening so soon after their fun. She did not see him as her back ,covered this evening, was to him. He smiled about the covering. Apparently, he did it right last night. She was still engaged in idle chat with her companion. He looked back at his friend who was still being loud and obnoxious and then reaching for her,took her by the arm and pulled her his direction. She lost her drink on the bar but then she wasn’t there to drink. She was pulled aggressively by him towards the other side of the room in the direction of the loud one. When she saw who had grabbed her,she smiled. She hadn’t expected anything but plain and ordinary this evening. She didn’t expect to get lucky two nights in a row.

When they reached the obnoxious guy,he was on his way to being a sloppy drunk,

“Come on Larry,we’ll be able to use this one” he said as they stood there briefly ,his alcohol muddled brain taking time to both recognize his friend under the mask and to acknowledge they were about to have a private party. She turned her head and smiled. She was glad to be used. He kept his grip on her,tight enough to make a bruise.Larry drunkenly staggered alongside,.They headed up the stairs with her slightly struggling wearing new 4 inch stilettos,nearly a trade mark for her. She hurt with each step but she was beaming with a smile about what she hoped would be even MORE enjoyable evening. They found a room that was empty and made it their own. Larry looked at her from one side of the bed being a little too wasted to truly appreciate her beauty,her erotic sexiness. He left her standing by the bed to get the tools of the act from a drawer in the dresser. He brought them back and set them beside her. Then he grabbed a handful of her hair,jerking her head back. He kissed her as he did the previous night. tasting her sweet lips,her sweeter tongue. Then as before,he pulled her chin down and spit in her mouth.

“Swallow” he commanded again .She did as told. This time ,there was no disrobing. He grabbed the back of her dress and ripped it down,revealing the marks left the previous night,the cherry red color not even beginning to fade. Then he grabbed her skirt and with a might tug,ripped it off showing her lacy panties. While one might not wear lacy panties to a bondage and whipping session,she didn’t know if she might encounter a ‘boring vanilla’ guy tonight. Someone who was simply interested in brief missionary fucking a blowing a wad after a few thrusts. He took the scissors from the pile of ‘tools’ and cut a piece of her panties to get the tearing started and ripped them the rest of the way. Larry had gone silent watching him work with a look of awe on his face.

Then he pushed her rudely down on the bed leaving her bent at the waist on the edge. She reached out her arms to volunteer.

“BITCH! DID ANYONE TELL YOU TO STRETCH OUT YOUR ARMS?” She retracted them. Larry was watching,forgetting about his drink,watching him treat her roughly. She hadn’t expected to see him tonight. She was sure this would be at LEAST as enjoyable as last night.

He pulled one arm to fullest length and tied it to the cornerpost. Then at the other end of the bed,he pulled the other arm out securing it. He looked at her and ordered her.

“Move” She pulled at each arm and found no movement allowed. He then came back behind her and kneeling down,pulled one leg out again with no regard to her comfort level,secured it to a corner post then the other leg. Again he ordered.

“Move” When she obeyed,there was some play in the ropes,he adjusted them so that she was tight and also again,her heels up in the air and supporting herself uncomfortably on her toes. She looked away from him and smiled ,already feeling the pain starting to sear,the muscles not having been recovered from the night before. He picked up the crop and handed it to Larry. He could see she was already wet. Little dribbles of moisture,sweat? sexual juices? BOTH? starting to make their way down a leg.

“Larry,we can’t fuck her with our clothes on so get undressed.” Larry almost looked like he was in a stupor but he started obeying just the same. Both men undressed and since she got yelled for volunteering her arms,she looked away from Larry as he stumbled out of his clothes. She couldn’t see the other man at all since he was behind. Once nude,Larry picked up the crop again from where he had dropped it when he started to take his clothes off. He was starting to lose his alcohol buzz,replacing it with a buzz of another kind. She was tied SO securely that any attempt to move any limb to provide any relief was completely in vain. Her muscles were already screaming at her,her pussy already getting wet enough to dampen the carpet below the bed.

He reached over the bed to her head and with a handful of hair snatched her to face Larry’s erect cock.

“Larry,use the crop on her while you fuck her mouth.”

“How do I use it” asked a befuddled Larry. Larry was a lightweight. Apparently unaccustomed in the way to properly fuck a woman. He reached out his hand to take the crop from Larry.

“Put your cock in her mouth!” He impatiently told Larry. She waited for Larry to open her mouth. He did it too gently for the master.

“NO.like THIS!” He said with a strong grip on her face,her mouth was opened so hard and wide that she felt her jaw click. Larry inserted his cock to her waiting tongue. and he brought the crop down with the same wicked hiss it made the previous night. SNAP! She let out a shriek and almost choked on the cock. She started moving her mouth as much as the binds would allow. She licked Larry’s cock with everything she had,every skill she had ever learned about sucking cock. The hiss was heard again but only a nanosecond before the SNAP! was felt setting her back on the same fire as her mightily protesting legs. Every nerve in her body seemed to be screaming in protest and he didn’t care. That’s how she liked it. She was already beginning her journey from the here and now to the ecstasy she lusted for. The crop was handed back to Larry. Clumsily he brought it down and jerked as it snapped its contact with her skin. He wasn’t used to this. She felt the hot metal seem to tear at her flesh again and again as Larry brought it again.Sometimes convincingly,sometimes so drunkenly that she barely felt it. Her already red back starting to change to crimson.

He knelt down behind her for his treat,his pleasure.while Larry was busy fucking her mouth. He took her ass cheeks and spread them wide apart ,then pressed his face against her asshole to start licking.As he enjoyed the taste of her ass,he could hear Larry seemingly keeping up on the crop as she sucked his cock eagerly,She acted like his cock was the first meal she ‘d had this month and she needed his cum to stay alive. Larry kept the crop coming down.With each contact,she let out a little squeal. The best she could considering she couldn’t move and her mouth was full of Larry’s cock. She felt his cock dig into her cheek. She really didn’t know what she was enjoying more,the flesh invading her mouth,the oral assault on her ass or the half-assed way Larry used the crop on her.And he didn’t even have his eyes open as he enjoyed her oral attention on his cock and she was having nearly an out of body experience as she was fucked in her mouth and her ass was being fucked by a tongue. A sharp wicked sounding squeal accompanied each slap of the crop. Her ass actually right now being the only thing that wasn’t confused about whether it hurt or not,was feeling magnificent. He was enjoying the nectar he found within her asshole,the slaps with the crop kept her muscle puckering so with one slap,he got his tongue inside. With the next slap the muscle tightened to forbade him access. Larry was nearing his orgasm and although he kept the crop coming. He seemed concerned for her well being. Larry WAS such a lightweight. With his tongue out of her ass and assessing the situation,he looked at Larry like he had just made a face from being told to eat a bug.

“What are you worried about? She’s getting paid to do this.” BULLSHIT she thought with the little thoughts she still possessed in the middle of the blow job and from,the ecstasy of the erotic pain. She thought about when she was approached to attend the party and the offer of payment,she thought “OH hell,why bother to get paid for something,when she might be going out to a bar to pick up a guy and bring her back home to do this anyway.” She felt her muscles tensing up as an orgasm began to make its journey out her body.And she thought,if she had known she would have met him,she would have paid the host for the privilege.Her brain was going dizzy quickly.Her vision was blurring again. She was being transported to a higher plane of euphoria with each slap of the crop. Then Larry unleashed a torrent in her mouth. Apparently Larry was a REAL novice at proper fucking that he got carried away and filled her mouth,she was too far gone to think about swallowing so some shot down her throat considering how excited Larry was,the third and fourth spurts just pooled up and dribbled out her mouth and ran down her chin..As she tasted the treat on her tongue,the orgasm she felt building exploded leaving a stream running down both legs,.Her muscles released and then her legs sending spasms of hot erotic pain cascading up and her spine starting tensing up again for the build up of another massive orgasm. Her legs were no longer supporting her. Her calves burned like a hot poker was running up and down each one. Only the tight grip of the ropes kept her from falling to the floor because she couldn’t see or or think. She was on that higher plane of ecstasy provided by the extreme pleasure of bondage torture that he was skilled so well at. And he was still eating her ass,just as her pussy was cumming in torrents now,her ass was secreting sexual juices that he was licking and slurping up.

He was enjoying his meal of her sexual juices when he realized he didn’t hear the crop anymore. He removed his tongue and looking up saw that Larry was gone. There was a pool of his cum below her lip and some dried cum on he chin. Her eyes were glazed over and he hadn’t even had his orgasm yet. He saw that there wasn’t any point of continuing on with the crop. Her eyes were seeing nothing. Her legs were convulsing on their own now. Her face was mostly covered by her hair laying in every direction about her. He stood up and shoved his own hard cock into her pussy with absolutely no resistance since her orgasms had been epic. He felt her back,running his hands over the raised welts brought on by the repeated slaps of the crop. He saw no point on trying to delay his orgasm. She responded very little now. He wondered if she would ever be willing to do this again. He went from running his hands gently over the red raised welts to down her sides to feel her beautiful tits. Thought the rest of her body was in another place,her tits were still soft and feeling wonderful. He allowed for his orgasm to surge and just like last night,sprayed the inside of her pussy like a geyser. She moaned. Along with the moan came the release of the recently building second gushing orgasm. She was still feeling enough and conscious enough to acknowledge the joy of feeling the orgasm in her pussy. He pulled out and did the same ritual of loosening her restraints so she would lay comfortably on the bed. Finally covered with a light sheet,the evening finally turned gentle. a simple smile on her face as he stroked and kissed her cheek.

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Tentacle Trouble

This is the second part of Amila’s tail. If you haven’t read the first chapter, “Motherly Love”, please go read it and show it some love, this chapter has a bit more detail and length to it.

Motherly Love (my first Story)

(WARNING: Pseudo-Rape, Tentacles, Minor Transformation)

The tigress slowly and groggily woke up… her eyes scanning the nearby clearing. It was an empty field of grass in flowers surrounded by tall trees, looking up the tigress could see the blue sky… the only place in her jungle she could see it so clearly. Amila panicked, she called out for her mother, not wanting to be alone, alas the only response she got was the whispering of the wind, and the rustling of the leaves. She knew this day would come but she didn’t expect it to be so soon, let alone so sudden, several feeling washed over her and she didn’t know how to deal with them. Tears began to stream down her face, the tigress cried. Amila continued to call out from her mother. Not ready to be left alone, not ready for what the world may bring, but no response came. Amila was alone.

Eventually the tigress stopped crying, to this day she is not sure if it was from the lack of tears left, or from the growing fear of what might catch her off guard if she didn’t stop. Amila began to wander through the thickest and thinnest parts of her jungle. It wasn’t uncommon for the tigress to go days eating very little if anything at all. She could have hunted for food but she had to be really desperate before she would go so low. The Tigress not liking to harm others, let alone take their life, was a scavenger and a forager. Surviving off whatever berries could pick off the jungle bushes, but, she was a predator and the lack of meat made her weaker and weaker. Usually this wasn’t a problem, her mother always being there to provide safety and nutrition to her. This however was a problem, soon the tigress felt herself slowing down, growing weaker and weaker with every passing hour. Eventually the tigress was on the verge of exhaustion, an easy target for many thing.

Amila stumbled upon an old wood cottage, it seemed out-of-place to the young tigress, but given how well it was maintained she figured there would have to be some food. The tigress’s eyes scanned the nearby area. The cottage was surrounded by a small field of cut grass, in a large circle. There was a well somewhere on the right hand side, she noticed when she walked the perimeter. Her stomach was growling at her, the thought of food became too much to bear as she took a step inside the clearing. Being careful not to be spotted, although she didn’t see anyone the tigress couldn’t shake the feeling she was being watched. Peering inside through an open window, the cottage seemed more like a one room hut. A marble fire-place stood flat against the left side wall, and opposite to it, a large oak cabinet. Slowly crawling in Amila immediately went for the cabinet, opening it up hastily, she was sadden to find it empty. Her stomach voiced it upset as she slowly closed the door, and made her way to the window again. About to climb out a strange whirring noise caught her ear, curiosity overriding her better judgement, she went to investigate… The cabinet didn’t appear any different closed, the oak doors the exact same as before, however there was the faintest smell of something. Opening the cabinet her eyes went wide as drool begin to pool out of her mouth, several shelves full of different kinds of meat filled the room with their scent. Amila not really caring what type of meat it was, hastily took one, sitting down on the floor, she took a big bite out of it… and then another one. It was the best thing she’d ever had, warm, juicy yet, tender, the thick piece of meat satisfied all her taste buds, yet… something seemed off about it. As the young tigress ate her 3rd bite she felt herself falling asleep… kicking the plate away she heard laughter in the distance… slowly she got up made her way towards the front door. Opening it she tried to run but her legs just gave it, looking up a woman started to approach her as she began to black out. The woman laughed, the last thing Amila remembered before waking up was her saying “You, will do quite nicely”

When Amila finally begun to come through, she noticed she couldn’t move. Suspended in the air she didn’t dare struggle to much as she looked at what held her. Looking at her arms, slimy purple tentacles held her limbs and when she looked down, she saw a woman, and a big black cauldron. Amila wanted to scream, but knew that it would be fruitless, nobody was anywhere around for miles and this woman could punish her for that. She wanted to say something but was unsure of what to say, her gaze stayed on the woman as she thought about that for a moment. The woman (whom Amila thought of as a witch) was throwing different ingredients into the pot, some ginseng and several different berries are what the tigress recognized, however there were many other ingredients the tigress didn’t recognize. She was average for a woman Amila thought, around 5’8, her breast, somewhere in the C’s, and her ass was big enough that it kept distracting her attention every time the tigress gazed elsewhere, her hair was long, falling past her small shoulders, and was a light blue. Her eyes amber, just like Amila’s. It was then the tigress realized the woman was watching her, her eyes wandering the tigress’s body. Amila’s cheeks flushed as she remained slightly, she looked away to the tight as the woman giggled. “Don’t be shy kitten, I don’t mind you staring” the woman whispers a phrase as her feet are lifted off the ground and up to the suspended tiger. Amila looked back at the woman drifting closer, and noticed her long purple robe, had disappeared… the tigress gaze began to wander the witches body, and for a moment the only sounds that could be heard was the purring of the tigress, until the witch chimed “Like what you see?, Because I like what I see”. The woman’s gaze ran over Amila’s small chest, and then to her virgin, moist honey pot, licking her lips she whispered another command, as the cauldron produced some more of the purple tentacles…

Amila watched in confusion at first, then in shock as the woman kissed her lips, Amila struggled meekly for a brief second, before closing her eyes kissing the girl back. There tongues, exploring each other’s, as a tentacle began to slowly crawl up the tigresses body the witch broke the kiss grinning, Amila looked down to watch it go in-between her small breast confused she asked “w..wh.what are… You doing?” The witch looked at the tigress breast, choosing to not answer that question just yet, she floated back down to the ground… and then stepping inside her cottage…

Amila was left alone for about a minute… in the minute the tigress tried to struggle against the tentacles and quickly learned this was a bad idea as she felt a sharp sting of a tentacle, whipping itself against her fuzzy bottom… She winced, her purring growing just a bit louder as the witch came back outside, floating up to her. In her hand, a potion of some sort, Amila determined. The witch ran a hand against the tigresses cheek, as she pressed the potion against her lips, Amila tried to protest but opening her lips allowed the witch to tip the bottle up, its contents, flowing straight into Amila’s mouth as the witch covered it with her hand “Swallow it” she said sternly, and Amila did as she was told. The potion took effect almost immediately. The tigress rather unimpressive bust began to grow, every passing second they seemed to get a whole cup size bigger, and after just a few seconds they stopped growing, her breast had went from a B, to an E… the tigress began panting, her breast now began producing milk in streams. The tigress’s breast wasn’t the only thing that changed however, soon she felt her little bottom grow, the change not being quite as drastic, her was now nice and plump. “Perfect for squeezing” the witch cooed, her hands squeezing her delicate rump.

Amila’s pants grew as the tentacle that was titfucking her before sped up, inching towards the tigresses mouth and without warning, snuck right on in. The kittens mind was clouded, she began to hungrily suck on the tentacle, her tongue attempt to slide around it as the slimy appendage slid in and out of her mouth. The witch giggled, her lips began to kiss Amila’s neck, biting it softly every few seconds as she kissed it, her hands moved away from the tigress’s ass, favoring her breast now. The witches hand grabbed them from behind firmly, giving them a test squeeze, causing the tiger to squeal a bit, her tail swaying back and forth rapidly. “ooh, sensitive one are we?” the witch chuckled, twisting the tigress’s nipples gently, a stream of milk, spurting from each one as the tentacle in her mouth pressed just a bit further into her.

Amila couldn’t describe the pleasure she was feeling, her pussy dripped with her juices and the witch saw it. The witch whispered something as two more tentacles began to make their way up to the tigress. Amila watched them spawn from the black pot, one went behind her, she assumed to pleasure the witch, but she was wrong. That tentacle sliding in-between Amila’s fuzzy ass cheeks. The girl mumbled something as tentacle in her mouth was very slowly gaining access to her throat. The witch either not knowing or not caring continued to play with the tiger’s breast, moaning softly herself. The other tentacle, began to prod at the tiger’s virgin pussy, her juices getting the already slimy appendage even slimier as it slowly slid into her pussy, being coated in her blood as it robbed her of her virginity. The witch released the tigress’s breast and took a step back grinning, watching as the tentacle sliding in-between her ass cheeks began to tease her virgin anus, tracing the tiny hole once before sneaking the tip inside. This set Amila over the edge already. The tigress screamed wiggling and squirming, her toes curled as she squirted wave after wave of her juices. The tentacles continued to invade the tigress body, relentlessly ravishing her body, each one claiming more and more of her tight holes, her breast having made so much milk now squirted its milk into a puddle on the ground. Eventually the tentacles began to swell up, each one leaking precum in or on the tigress, as more tentacles came from the pot, surrounding the tiger. Her own body shaking and squirming as her second orgasm was rapidly approaching, each tentacle thrusting inside of her faster and deeper than ever before, swelling up inside of her before unloading there cum deep inside of her… Amila would scream if she wasn’t swallowing cum, the sticky creamy stuff flowing down her throat as she began squirting against the flood of cum invading her pussy. The tigress ass being over flown began spurting back some cum as the tentacles surrounding the tigress began spurting their load all over her.

She was set back down on the ground cum filled, and cum covered the tigress gave a small burp. Spitting up some of the cum in her mouth, her body being way to full of the stuff. She noticed her stomach bulged slightly from the stuff. It was purple, tasting similar to a strawberry, but smelling like a blueberry the tigress wasn’t sure what to think about it. The witch was standing next to the black pot, as the tentacles began to disappear into it giggling. “You look beat, why don’t you come inside, ill…” the witch stopped talking, the tigress was already fast asleep. The witch sighed, carrying her inside and laying her down on the floor next to the marble fireplace… “Hmm… What am I going to do with you now” she asked herself, waving her hand over the girl. The tentacles cum disappeared as the tiger slept.

Amila woke up several hours later, looking around she noticed it was the same cottage as before, however, there was no cabinet anymore, and in its place was the bed she was currently sitting. Getting up out of it she noticed a note on the front door that read “Dear Amila, Thank you for your generous contribution to my potion, as a reward I would like to offer you some. Love Lynda” … the tigress was confused she didn’t see anything that looked like a potion until she stepped out the front door. Sitting right on the ground was a green vial, its contents smelt like cherries as Amila opened it she shrugged drinking the mixture… after all, the first potion just changed her body a small bit, she figured the witch didn’t mean her any serious harm, and she was right. As the liquid flowed down her throat she began to notice something different, but she couldn’t explain what it was. Suddenly an owl hooted, spoking the tiger as jumped a foot in the air, she hid in the bushes. The tigress blinked as she hid, she didn’t recall the grass being this tall she poked her head out of the bushes as the slowly shrunk, and eventually disappeared. Amila focused on hiding closing her eyes, opening them a few seconds later and once again, found the bushes surrounding her once more. Amila giggled excitedly as she walked back inside, deciding to sleep through the night, she would continue her adventures tomorrow.

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Motherly Love (my first Story)

On a cool, sunny day, deep within the heart of the jungle, a very special snail was born… however this is not a story about a snail… for a snail is far too slow for the pace of our tale… Our tale follows the adventures of a young tigress named Amila. Now… our fuzzy protagonist never really knew her father… he left shortly after she was born, her mother, Eelane, is the only family she has and the to grew very close together over the years, through hunting, forging, and playing Amila became very affectionate of her mother… with this growing affection, a curious nature, an adventurous spirt, and a newly forming “Heat” Cycle… it wouldn’t take long for the young tigress noticing her mother in ways she never imaged… her curvy hips, her ample breast, but the large, soft paws that support her stunning visage…

Amila blushed deeply every time she thought of her mother like this, and Eelane knew something was up… She would catch glimpses, and sneak peaks from the girl, Eelane found it rather charming, especially when she had to get the girls attention off her breast… this little charade went on for years, eventually the young tigress grew hotter and hotter with every passing second she stared at her mother… her beauty was just stunning… and she wanted it… the young tigress’s growing lust, overpowered her shyness, over powered her rational thought, over powered her fear of being denied by her mother, and with all that being gone the young tigress gracefully leapt into the air, pouncing on her mother, attempting to pin her down. A small struggle took place in the jungle, the leaves rustling with the rolling of the two tigresses, but when it had all had died down.

The only sounds that could be heard was the faint purring of the two females… however, it was Amila who was underneath her mother… she winced, expecting to be punished, but Eelane had different plans… her paw slowly crept towards her daughters virgin lips, teasing the folds with her soft fur, another paw gently taking the girls small breast and giving it a squeeze, before pulling her head up just the tiniest bit, Eelane’s lips meeting her daughters in a long passionate kiss… there tongues, preforming a dance of lust and passion… Amila was stunned… she couldn’t believe what was happening let alone how fast it all came, she began to moan in pleasure, her tail swaying side to side underneath her, happily as her paws would stay idle no longer, slowly running down her mother’s curvy hips, and onto to her plump rump, she gave it a gentle squeeze.

This earned her a moan from her mother, Eelane began to use to fingers rubbing her daughter’s pussy lips, her thumb, tracing Amila’s clit slowly, occasionally “rolling “over it. Amila began to pant into the kiss… unable to keep focus, her breast was rising and fall rapidly with every breath she took, her paws griped her mother’s plush ass roughly, her toes began to curl, Eelane began to slide her tail in-between her daughters fuzzy butt cheeks. Amila was drawing close, the pleasure assaulting her mind, a finger slowly found its way into her, pussy, prodding the tigresses hymen, until she could take it no longer, crying out noisily, she bucked her hips as wave after wave of tigress juice began to squirt out of her, coating her mother’s hand… before she softly drifted away to sleep.

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