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It's rough around the edges, and probably has some grammatical errors in, but it works.\n\nIn this 'universe' Koppa keeps Peach, a human femboy as her steady, reliable boyfriend while going out to get furry cock to satisfy her sexual urges.\n\nLet me know your thoughts!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "So yeah, Peach messaged me a little while back and we started chatting, only it soon spiralled out of control and in to a dirty roleplay. It's rough around the edges, and probably has some grammatical errors in, but it works.

In this 'universe' Koppa keeps Peach, a human femboy as her steady, reliable boyfriend while going out to get furry cock to satisfy her sexual urges.

Let me know your thoughts!", "writing": "-----------\n- PRELUDE -\n-----------\n\nFemboi Peach: Heya. How've the holidays been going?\nKoppa: Very well, thanks doll. Yours?\nFemboi Peach: Not bad, thanks. Mostly just taking some time to relax.\nFemboi Peach: Been doing anything fun to celebrate?\n\nKoppa shrugs softly, a little smile on her lips. \"What do you think?\"\n\nFemboi Peach returns her smile, shifting nervously a bit where he stands. \"Celebrating with one of your studs?\"\n\nKoppa rolls her eyes, that smile spreading. \"A few.\"\n\nFemboi Peach gulped softly, his cock stirring at just the sound of those two words. \"Two? Three?\" He hadn't seen much of his own girlfriend over the holidays, but it sounded like she'd been ending the year quite extravagantly.\n\n-------------\n- CHAPTER 1 -\n-------------\n\nKoppa chuckles softly, lifting a hand to her hair to twirl the delicate pink locks around a single finger. She walks towards her pretty little cuck-boy with a sway in her hips, and carefully lifts her skirt. There's no thick blob of semen to be seen around her lips, which means either she's cleaned up since the previous night, or every last little drop was blasted deep inside her belly. She gently taps at her pubic fur with a finger, indicating she's okay for him to taste and smell now. \"Come on.. There were over two-fifty bodies mulling around that new-year party.. Two or three's child's play.\"\n\nFemboi Peach all but gawked at Koppa's delicate pink slit as she hiked her skirt up to show it off. He hated to even think it to himself, but he was more than a little disappointed to see her so perfectly clean. He slowly lowered himself to his knees, his eyes peering up towards her. With his face getting closer and closer to her pubic fur, he began to take short, deep breaths through his nose to see if he might catch the scent of sex. \"F-four? Six? More than that?\"\n\nKoppa coos proudly, shaking her head. \"Couple more. I was there all night, after all. By the end I couldn't tell whose load it was dribbling down the inside of my calves, people were just grabbing me when they saw how easy I was giving it up.\" Warm, fleshy lips and smooth fur smells of shampoo more than anything else, but the nearer his nostrils get the more apparent the stink of sex would be. There's a faint, lingering chemical smell of latex condoms, but it's quickly drowned out by the sweet, steamy stench of sperm, obviously quite a lot buried inside. \"Eight, maybe ten?\"\n\nFemboi Peach lets out a low groan to himself, a flood of images suddenly racing through his mind. If the thought of his sweetheart with her legs spread and leaking that much cum didn't have him at full arousal, hearing the possible number of males that had taken her that night did the trick and got his modest cock at full attention. He pressed his nose to her pubic mound, inhaling deeply before pulling back for a moment. She didn't even the know the exact number.. He'd been alone without so much as a kiss for new year's, and she was being passed around at a party. That scent of latex disappointed him a bit, though he'd never admit it, but he just couldn't get rid of the image of her being shared by such a large group of males, their potent seed overflowing down along the curves of her thighs. \"So.. not all of them used condoms?\" The skin of his cheeks flushed, embarrassed at his own question, but all he wanted right now was all the juicy details so he could set to work licking. Maybe she'd even allow him his first orgasm of the year.\n\nKoppa actually looks a little surprised. \"One of 'em used a rubber?\" She exclaims, reaching down to press her fingers to the crest of her slit and pull back, making the lips spread ever so slightly, her clit exposed from behind its delicate hood. It would indicate that almost all of the others didn't bother with them, nutting deep inside her pussy to drench her womb with their sperm. He would know by her cycles that it was unlikely she would get pregnant from such a vicious gang-fuck over the Christmas period, but new year? Yeah, new year could be more of a risk, the lapine often finding heat at the start of each month, and the previous evening would be one of the worst. Maybe he'd soon find himself the daddy of a hybrid bunny, without a trace of human in sight in its heritage.\n\nFemboi Peach almost found himself relieved to find that the condom-user was an exception to the rule. \"Well, you're still on birth control.. aren't you?\" With her, he never really knew.. sometimes she was, sometimes she neglected the pill entirely. He wasn't sure if it was for her own reasons, or just to tease and agonize him a bit. A small pearl of pre-cum leaked from the swollen crown of his cock and soaked into the fabric of his underwear, the human boy tilting his neck to angle his lips toward her clit. His plump, girlish lips parted, the tip of his tongue slowly dragging up and down the sensitive nub of flesh.\n\nKoppa shuddered slightly, resting the curve of her pussy across his mouth, grinding clit against his tongue. Her insides heat up a fraction, and the slick, sweet sauce she usually graces his tongue with has an overwhelmingly salty hit to it. \"Th.. That old thing? Heh.. I stopped popping that at the beginning of last month, sweetheart. I thought I'd make it a belated Christmas present to you, you know? Put a 'bun' in the oven so to speak.\" She reaches down with one hand, sinking fingers into his hair to pet and soothe, fingernails grazing across his scalp. \"You're okay with that, right?\"\n\nFemboi Peach felt his blood run cold, the color draining from his face. Shocked though he was, he knew better than to stop licking; his tongue just worked on auto-pilot, lapping at her clit and tasting the salty nectar that rewarded his efforts. The poor human boy had actually thought that maybe he'd get to fuck his girlfriend for Christmas, but instead she'd been trying to get herself pregnant.. the hint of anger in her voice when she'd heard that one of the males had used a condom suddenly made sense. Lapping away at the pearl of her clit, he couldn't even find his voice to answer her. It just stuck in his throat, so all he could do was keep licking and feel his cock aching and twitching in response to the idea of her with another male's child inside her.\n\nKoppa leans off to one side with that lazy, happy look on her face that she usually had when reminiscing about a particularly hot fuck, the sort of look she had when she spoke about stallions and bigger breeds of dogs. Eyes catch sight of the boy's painfully strained boner, and the way he's obediently leaving his hands off it while she's in the room, masturbation strictly prohibited to a humble request to her these days. \"Mmnh. You want a hand-job honey?\" She asks, wondering if it might sweeten the news of her belly bloating with a foreign object. \"I might even let you cum if you tell me how much you like to hear about me sleeping with other men.\"\n\nFemboi Peach swallowed the salty, sticky, sweetness that had been coating his tongue, pulling his head back a bit to answer her. The meek little human boy had cleaned her up like this more times than he'd care to admit, but he'd never tasted her quite like this. The image of her with thick, potent, seed flooding out of her, not even caring who pumped her full next was still the only thing he could think about, but he brought himself back to reality long enough to finally speak. \"Handjob? Yes.. Please, I'd love one.\" He muttered the last bit, still a bit in disbelief. He could always hope she hadn't gotten pregnant this time, but knowing her and knowing the fertile males she loved to fuck, it wouldn't be long if she was actually trying.\n\nKoppa smiled, lifting the hand on her pubic bone up to flex it, and then spit firmly into her palm. She clenches her fingers and spreads the hot, bubbly saliva around in her paw. Already silky fur gets wet and sticky, the precious pink finger and paw-pads that were previously soft as velvet are now shiny and slippery. She turns her palm towards him, giving a wave. \"Mm, well stop trying to suck the cum outta me and get on the bed already, I don't have all night.\" She nods towards the neatly made (she hoped he'd made it, at least) bed, already feeling for the easy-access zip on the side of her skirt.\n\nFemboi Peach quickly leapt to his feet and climbed onto the bed, which was indeed neatly made after his night alone in it. The poor boy rarely got the opportunity to cum, and even when he did, there was no guarantee that Koppa would actually be the one to give him an orgasm, so this was an opportunity not to be wasted. He quickly peeled off his t-shirt and tossed it to the side, his cock aching for some skin-on-skin contact. The next order of business was unzipping his unassuming, rather normal-looking pair of shorts, kicking them off to the side as well. His face reddened as he looked down, almost as if he'd forgotten what he was wearing. Having been home alone and unsatisfied on new year's eve, he'd done a bit of digging through the laundry, and had slipped into a pair of frilly pink panties. Judging by the stains around the crotch, he had guessed she'd worn them to a a rendezvous with a stud. If he couldn't have his girlfriend there with him, he figured her panties wouldn't be a bad consolation prize. He muttered an apology, fumbling a bit as he began to tug them down along his hips.\n\nKoppa blushes beneath the covering of white fur, excited by the fact Peach had amused himself and kept a piece of her with him through wearing her underwear. She recognised those stains, briefly recalling a dirty date at a cinema where she ended up sharing a seat with her teenage partner, grinding her bare bottom over his open zipper till he slotted up inside of her. The thought makes her shudder and smile, her eyes closing for a second as the scene replays itself in her mind. Eyes open again, and she regards he pale, toned body laying out for her attention, deflating her interest slightly. She craws up on the opposite side and lays out next to him, offering her clothed chest to rest his head against, encouraging him to curl up nearer so she didn't have to struggle to reach his prick. Wet, sticky hand grazes his hip lightly, fingertips tickling. \"Nearer.. \"\n\nFemboi Peach carefully watched his girlfriend's face to gauge her reaction, not knowing how she'd feel about him having worn her panties. The horny human boy quickly recognized that familiar look of her reliving sex with another male, one he'd never seen when she'd even discussed a past sexual encounter that she'd had with him.. at least she wasn't upset. He eagerly moved himself closer on the bed, his cock slick and sticky with a glistening sheen of pre-cum. The fleshy robbed throbbed and twitched with anticipation, his bloated, neglected balls clearly aching for release. His head settled against the cloth covering her chest, giving a bit of an affectionate nuzzle while settling into place. He knew there'd be plenty of verbal teasing, but at this point, he'd happily welcome anything as long as it led to an orgasm.\n\nKoppa reached down to curl one of his thighs over hers, allowing him to lay side on and rest his penis across her body. She carefully lifts the waistline of her top up, revealing just a little belly-fur to him, a thick white expanse of silk that hugged her curves and hid a little silver piercing in her navel. She reaches with that sticky set of digits and holds his semi-unskinned glans in her fist, rocking her hand up and down the sensitive head, slowly un-peeling it of foreskin. Velvet pads are warm and soft, the way her fingers and palm wraps around his penis makes them almost feel like the warm folds of pussy flesh he'd long forgotten the feel of. Spit drips from between her fingers, only making his cock stickier and wetter, letting it squelch in her grip. \"Mmnh.. You poor thing. Looks like your little balls are fit to burst.\"\n\nFemboi Peach could only give a throaty moan in response, a hand idly stroking over the fur of her stomach. Compared with the treatment he was used to, the boy was in absolute heaven right now. His cock throbbed appreciatively against the wet, saliva-coated pads of her paw.. Since she wouldn't let him fuck her without a condom, her hand really was the closest thing to a pussy that his bare cock got to touch. Pre seeped from the tip and dripped down the soft, milky flesh of his shaft in a near-steady stream, obviously thankful for the attention. She was right, his balls really were fit to burst. He could feel a dull ache, and swollen as they were, he always marvelled at the fact that they were still smaller than any male he'd ever seen her with. \"Mmmh.. I've been dying for this..\"\n\nKoppa truly didn't expect him to last more than a few minutes, despite his modest size that prick didn't get much more training other than the odd night of masturbation if she allowed it. Every nerve ending would be tingling with sensation, and now his prick head's glossy with her saliva she rocks her wrist and starts to tease the shaft too, a slow and lazy jerking of his damp fuck-length. \"Mmh.. I fucked a rabbit with a dick this big..\" She sighs. \"Last night. You should have seen him, sweetie. His hips were a blur, I was sure he was going to bruise me with the speed he was going.\" She squeezes a little tighter, increasing the speed she's working it at, slapping her pinky down to his base with each full, loving stroke. \"And I came so hard when he bit my neck.. Oh god.\"\n\nFemboi Peach felt his back arch, pressing his body closer against hers in response to the pleasure. He got attention like this so rarely that he was determined to make it last, though he knew it was largely a futile pursuit. His thighs gave a slight quiver already, her slick pinky grazing against his heavy, bloated nuts, eliciting a thicker gush of pre from his firm cockhead. He cooed and groaned into the fabric of her shirt, his thigh rubbing gently against hers. Hips began to move a bit on their own, slowly fucking her hand before stopping completely, not wanting to get too close to cumming just yet. \"Who was your favourite at the party? Who fucked you the best and made you cum the hardest? I love your stories, sweetie...\"\n\nKoppa sighs in to his hair, lifting her other hand to hold him close, sliding her fingers through his blonde locks, always delighted to see him sporting such a feminine cut of hair. Her breasts are lightly perfumed with floral fragrances and sweat, that of her own body and a few other men who presumably laid out across her as they nutted in her pussy, rubbing chests together in their weakest moments on top of her. \"Mmn. Some collie joined in on a threesome I was happing with a porker and a stallion, rubbed his chubby semi on my face and leaked precum over my lips. I blew him for a bit, and he took a turn once the pig was finished in me. Turned me on to my front and did me doggy style like he ought'a. I can't get enough of the tie though, the way his knot rolled over my G' had me cumming twice before he yanked it out half-deflated. Heh..\" Her fist pumps harder, faster, reminiscing about the way he pounded at her pussy with sharp, deep stabs. \"Then he went back to wiping it over my face. Mmmnff.. Fuck.\"\n\nFemboi Peach was now a quivering, whimpering mass of flesh. His cock was at the brink of exploding, twitching and throbbing in her hand and leaking salty, translucent pre like a faucet. Each time her pinky grazed against his perfectly smooth sac, he could practically feel the cum churning in his balls, aching to finally spill out after so long. Her preference for canines always got him hot and bothered.. there was no way a human cock could give her the knot she always seemed to be craving. His eyes wandered up to gaze at her face, imagining a slab of thick collie dickmeat rubbing over her cheeks and lips, smearing them with his own seed and her cum that must've been coating his cock. No longer shy and blushing, the neglected human only cared about emptying his pent-up load, willing to do or say whatever it took to get to that point. \"Mmmph, fuck.. Gonna cum soon.. Can I?\"\n\nKoppa looks down to the lump of pink, human cockmeat in her fist at last, not really paying it much attention once she'd had her hand wrapped around it. It was nice enough, the glans was neat and flared just enough that it might drag over her insides in a way that'd make her squirm, and it was just thick enough to spread her just the way she liked. Even those heavy testicles appealed to her, and their plentiful load - but it just wasn't quite good enough. It was average, satisfactory, mediocre. She needed something that'd wreck her, to make her tremble and cum on the spot, something that'd make her eyes roll back on initial penetration. A little frustrated that the boy she loved had to be /so/ ill equipped to satisfy her, her jerking just speeds up, determined to get him to spill his load over her stomach and be done with it. \"Yeah, cum, honey. Let go.\" She urges, giving him a quick kiss to the head.\n\nFemboi Peach was struggling not to squirm and pant, forcing himself to stay still and at least pretend that a few minutes of a handjob wasn't all it would take to get him nutting a fat, thick load of cum. His eyes squeezed shut, focusing on one particular image.. There was his sweet girlfriend laying back on a bed, that familiar, satisfied grin plastered over her lips. Her legs were spread, the fur of her thighs soaked and matted with cum from all the males she'd entertained. It was on her stomach, her tits, and smeared over her lips and face as she grinned. And all around her were those 10 cocks, all different sizes, species, and colors, moving closer to her face so she could give each one an appreciative kiss or final parting suck to thank them for flooding her womb. With a satisfied moan, his sac tightened and his cock began to spasm rhythmically, each pulse releasing a jet of thick pearlescent cum onto her stomach, just the beginning of an impressive cumload that had been building in his balls since the last time he'd gotten permission to cum.\n\nKoppa hissed a little laugh out between her smoothed off buckteeth and tongue, watching with interest as her beloved starts to streak her slowly rising and falling stomach with his saved up seed, wondering how frustrating it must be to be laid atop her belly - almost parallel to the sloppy, cum-filled passage she'd kindly offered to a group of strangers mere hours previously. A few inches lower and he could be busting that bare load up inside her cunt, his sperm mixing with all the others in a vain attempt to knock her up and brush the competition to one side. She gently embraces him, stroking through his hair some more, her other hand slowing down to a slow, deep jerk that'd simulate him burying in her wet puss' nice and deep. \"Mmnf.. There we go, let it all out now.\"\n\nFemboi Peach wasn't concerned with restraint any longer, just wanting to cum as much as he possibly could now that he'd actually been giving the opportunity. All kinds of images of Koppa with those eight to ten cocks using and filling her were cascading through his mind. Feeling the pace of her hand change, his hips began to work in tandem with her stroking, pushing forward with slow, deep thrusts. It was only her hand and his cum was being wasted on her stomach, but he really was fucking as if he was hilted in her wet, warm, velvety slit, trying to pump out as much seed as deep as he could. The gushes of cum continued to slow for a moment, but the human boy imagined himself as the final cock at that party, getting to fuck her after she'd already been so well-used and filled. This seemed to renew his vigour, the final few ropes of cum that spilled out just as thick and powerful as the first.\n\nKoppa groans lightly, his load really was quite impressive for a human, and seemed to pile up in her white fur like pearly ropes of thick jelly, its scent clearly distinguishable above her subtle perfume and sweat now, the sticky streamers just steaming away on her stomach. The paw in his hair comforts a little more, nails dragging back through his scalp till her palm's on the back of his head, giving him a gentle nudge. \"Clean up..\" She reminds, slipping her sticky paw from his throbbing, leaking prick to lay it next to his mess, intending for him to suck her digits free of human essence before she masturbates.\n\nFemboi Peach opened his eyes slowly, almost as if awakening from a trance. His lips opened obediently, wrapping around one slender digit and beginning to suck and lick it clean, tongue working in slow, delicate, affectionate licks. He offered a whimpered moan of submission, savouring the taste of his thick, creamy seed on his tongue before reluctantly parting his lips and moving on to the next digit.\n\nKoppa wiggles her little fingers once he's done polishing them off, placing them at the split crest of her pussy, using her two innermost fingers to gently pinch her clit hood, pressing down to crush it and then rub around in circles. She groans softly, rolling her hips up, making the wet, cooling sperm on her belly wobble slightly.\n\nFemboi Peach cooed submissively as he watched his sweetheart beginning to masturbate, getting the unexpected treat of a show after being allowed to cum. His half-deflated cock began to throb back to life, though he knew he probably wouldn't be getting a second orgasm regardless. The swollen crown rested against the warm pool of cum on her stomach, his hips working a bit to grind it against his own seed for a bit of stimulation while he watched. A purr escaped his lips, thinking of all the cum that was filling her even now as she rubbed and teased at her clit. \"Remembering last night?\"\n\nKoppa grunts softly. \"Yeah.. Aren't you meant to be cleaning that up though? You're meant to eat it, not fuck it.\" She sounds a little annoyed, pushing her belly in to the air to accentuate his task. She presses her hand a little further down, spreading lips, dunking her middle finger into that slick, salty honeypot, pushing poor Peach's saliva into her body from when he had his tongue dancing over her clit. \"Don't think you're getting a new-year reward without any work.\"\n\nFemboi Peach was still more than a bit turned on, and had no qualms about slurping down more of his own seed, especially not if he got the bonus of being able to watch her cum. He'd been reduced from a participant (if you could call getting a handjob participating) to a mere voyeur, but he didn't seem to mind, at least for the moment. His head moved quickly to her stomach, planting a small kiss on her bellybutton before lapping the thick, sticky seed off of her silver piercing, gulping down the boyjizz that had pooled in the crevice. His laps started working upwards along her tummy, wanting to lick the lower half when she was closer to cumming. \"Tell me what you're thinking about?\" He phrased it as a meek question rather than a demand, not wanting to be kicked out of bed for forgetting his place.\n\nKoppa closes her eyes, exhaling deeply through her nose. Her head sinks further into the soft pillow beneath and she loses herself in this pleasant little dream state. Finger sinks a little deeper, her freshly licked-clean pads crushing her clit on the way down, making her roll her hips again and make her belly undulate. \"Aah.. Mh. I don't even know who he was, what he was.. By the end of the night I just had my butt held up in the air and some boy took a turn in me. I think that's what's got me so wet. It was big, no knot, no barbs. Might'a been a big rabbit or a bear.. Shit..\" There's a brief struggle, but she slots a second finger in, moaning aloud, chewing on her lower lip with buckteeth. \"Real thick..\"\n\nFemboi Peach offered a hushed moan, licking his way back down to her bellybutton and then back up to clean off another rope of cum. His cum tasted distinctly different from much of what he'd lapped out of her, and he often wondered if that was because of species, potency, or both. His eyes fluttered shut as he swallowed another mouthful of his own cum, trying to imagine exactly what she was thinking. He debated sneaking a hand down to his cock while her eyes were closed, but he knew better than that by now and simply did his duty as a clean-up boy.\n\nKoppa breathing gets deeper, every exhalation bringing with it a pleasured rumble, the sound of her masturbation growing as she grew wetter, the liquid sliding between her fingers with each deep penetration. As more thick, boycum's licked up the heavy aroma of her own arousal starts to be the dominant scent, the tint of salty male domination following after. \"Yeaah.. He was good. Held my hips just the way I like 'em held and just jack-hammered it. Felt like he must'a worked out, had a few muscles on him. Couldn't see much 'cause.. A Heh..\" She breaks off, pumping deeper. \"I dunno. My face was buried in some horse-crotch. Nice, fat balls.. Good for sucking.\"\n\nFemboi Peach felt his cock contract powerfully, a rope of pre-cum spurting onto the bedding and a bit onto her thigh. There was something about the image of his beloved Koppa with her ass in the air, getting ploughed by an anonymous cock, all the while sucking on a mouthful of heavy, musky, horse-balls that just made the human completely weak in the knees. His licking grew a little more eager, pace quickening to try to clean up the upper half of her stomach. With each slow lick back towards her bellybutton, he could smell the scent of her arousal even more strongly, moaning along with her. \"I hope he wasn't he one who used the condom?\"\n\nKoppa lifts her fingers away slightly, her digits all intertwined with slick laces of juice and semen. They dangle in the air before snapping, and she goes back to masturbating, easing a third digit inside her tight mound this time, digging it in so hard that she finds it difficult to speak properly, her voice jumping. \"Aahn! Nnuh.. Mmnh.. Du.. Dude, I have nuh.. No idea who rubbered up. I.. I'm kinda pi- iiisssed that someone buh.. Bothered to..\" Her body jerks, and she rolls on to her side to face away from him, cocking one leg in to the air as the mess on her belly drools towards the bedsheets. \"Lick my ass, honey.\"\n\nFemboi Peach gave a moan of frustration when Koppa rolled away from him, quickly reassured by her command. He slid himself down along the sheets, planting small kisses down her spine, on the small puff of her tail, then along the curves of her ass cheeks. A hand quickly reached out to stroke and fondle one cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze before pulling it to the side. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her puckered asshole, knowing full well that it had been ravaged by at least a few partygoers last night.. a hole he sometimes wondered if he'd ever get to fuck. He knew his girlfriend well enough to know when she wanted him to take things slowly, and she certainly wasn't in one of those moods. He pressed his face against her, tongue lapping at her rosebud for just a moment before pressing past it, wiggling inside.\n\nKoppa rolls her hips back, pressing her pucker a little more firmly against his mouth, groaning out into the damp, humid air that hung around her now. Less than an inch from his nose would be that spread-wide pussy, drooling cream and syrup all over her fur as three digits plunged in and filled her up. A little of that flavoursome sauce trickles down to the crease of her thigh and labia, a ring of clinging honey near enough for him to wet his nostrils with it, and perhaps even his upper lip if he opens his mouth wide enough. Tail flutters softly against his chin, that little flutter rarely seen, but it meant she was teetering, ready to cum so long as he did a good enough job at eating her ring.\n\nFemboi Peach strained his jaw just enough to feel that trickle of nectar reach his lip, quickly withdrawing his tongue to lap it up. He gave her pucker a few more licks, thinking that his tongue would probably be the only thing he'd ever be allowed to get into her ass. It slid back in just as eagerly as before, bathing her insides with hungry, ravenous licks. It began to dart in and out, his head swimming with the sweet, heavy scent of her arousal that was flooding into his nostrils while he tongue-fucked her rump.\n\nKoppa trreeemmmbbbless, the leg on the bed curling up as she cums nice and hard, dragging her velvet fingerpads through the mire of her hot, sticky g-spot, pawpad grinding down into her clit hood. There's a hot flush of cream around her fingers, as they bury nice and deep to try and get as much out of her orgasm as possible. After a minute of gasps and sighs she finally calms, closing her other leg down atop the first - her bottom still thrust out for him to lap at. As a reward for a job well done her fingers are pressed through the warm fuzz of her thighs, and their tips tickle and smear his nostrils with that hot, thick sauce she'd been masturbating with, getting the stink of a gang of partners, and her own sweet bunnycum in to his nose. \"Aaahn..\"\n\nFemboi Peach sucks in a deep breath through nose, his mind fogging up a bit at the potency of the scent she smears on his nose. He recognizes the scent of her own arousal, almost buried beneath the strong, potent musk of who knows how many males. He could recognize a species here or there, horse, canine, but he'd never smelled anything quite like it. He sneaks a few licks of her fingertips, greedily swallowing the syrupy cum cocktail before returning to lapping at her ass, his cock throbbing and leaking all over the sheets just as much as before.\n\nKoppa is a happy little bunny, and she forcefully pushes his face away with that sticky hand before rolling back over, some of his cooled, sticky semen now on the bedsheets. That twitching, throbbing human prick's regarded again, but she can't quite bring herself to suck it, it'd have to be a special occasion for that to happen and now that she'd powered through an intense orgasm the drive just wasn't there. She turns in towards him with her clammy, sticky hand and wraps it around the head of his prick again - presumably now in a sixty-nine position with him. She cocks her leg back up, curling hips forward to present her cunt - finally flowing with the loads pumped in there the previous night, hot and sticky, all brewed up in her belly and super fragranced. She rests her head on a bent elbow while she works from afar, jerking him off slowly. \"Clean me, too. I'm a bit sticky down there, now.\" She chuckles. \"You like that, yeah? Just bein' a glorified cum-rag? Mmph. Come on, before it dries up, pencil-dick.\"\n\nFemboi Peach the sight of her warm, sticky, leaking cunt on display just inches above his face was like Christmas all over again for the human boy. His cock pulsed at her touch, feeling the liquid coating her palm being rubbed into the sensitive flesh of the shaft, sending tingles down his spine as his cockhead grew more swollen and more pre spilled out from the tip. \"I.. I do, I love the way you taste like this,\" he admitted in a hushed tone, seconds before burying his face in her cunt with abandon, lips forming a loose seal around her vulva while his tongue worked inside in a lustful frenzy, noisily slurping out the first bit of that salty, hot, sticky mixture of cum that he was able to coax out.\n\nKoppa trembles again, her pussy's still wonderfully sensitive from her deep orgasm earlier, and the feeling of a hot, slimy tongue, even if it did belong to Peach, sliding over her creamy genitals like that was heavenly. It didn't beat the feeling of an animal phallus lining up to take sloppy sevenths from her, but it certainly felt better than the boy's usual oral attentions. She grinds her clit up against his tongue firmly, rolling hips to try and slot his oral muscle into her milky, salty depths. \"Aannh.. Mnh.. Yeah. I bet you love me jerkin' your dick off with other guy's cum for lube too?\" She pants, speaking in a half-chuckle as other thoughts swamp her aroused mind. \"Dig deep, cucky.. Do I taste pregnant to you?\"\n\nFemboi Peach lets his tongue slip out to lash against her clit two or three times before wantonly shoving it back into her cunt, snaking and wiggling it as deep into her as he could possibly manage. He was too drunk with desire to be ashamed, togue-fucking her nice and deep with the single-minded determination to slurp down as much of that gangbanged creampie as he possibly could. \"Yeah, I-mmph.. I love it, someday I wanna fuck you after you've been filled up by a group of your studs.\" Quickly remembering his place, he hastily added an \"..if you'll let me\" to the end of his sentence. His face flushed as his tongue thrust deep into her velvety cocksleeve once more, wondering if she really was pregnant and if he'd be able to taste the difference, as his cock spurted another gush of sticky pre in response to her question.\n\nKoppa hisses through her teeth, gripping that length of twitching, pink cockflesh tighter, spitting from a distance to lubricate it further, her drool hitting her wrist, which she bends to streak the underside of his prick up. She works this in even faster, noticing how the hot squelching of her paw around his prick mimicked the sound of one of the eager precum squirting studs the previous night. This of course only makes her pump faster, seeing if the kid had it in him to blow twice in a single sitting. \"Unnh.. Forget that. I want you to see you eat the wads out of my after I've been filled by a group of your friends!\" Oohh.. So dirty. Her boyfriend sitting there, helpless, watching his good pals dick his only love, empty their balls in her one by one, then have to clean up her drooling, bubbling slit. \"Mah.. Mhh.. Maybe then I'll let you fuck me, heh.. Nnh.. Once you show me how fucking pathetic you aah.. aahhrree..\" She bounces her hips some more, closing her thigh over his cheek, holding him down as she rocks her lower quarters, pressing his tongue down across that sweaty, seeded valley, and back into her twitching bottom.\n\nFemboi Peach found that his body was betraying his arousal, so decided that there was no point in even trying to hide it any more. The wad of warm, slick saliva splattering onto his shaft coaxed out another sticky gush of pre, dribbling over the pads of her paw as she jerked him with abandon. Two orgasms in one day.. he was really lucking out. He swallowed the mouthful of mingled cum as if he was starving, consumed by a craving that only that very specific taste could satisfy. First groaning in frustration at having her re-position and then re-focusing his efforts back into licking her ass, his tongue worked in an absolute frenzy, licking wildly and frantically. \"M-my friends?\" Would she really do that? He imagined it, his own friend surrounding her and gang-fucking her in one wanton group, with him sitting to the side and stroking his cock. Would she really do that? His train of thought was de-railed by a sudden burst of pleasure, his orgasm rapidly approaching.. it was even more of a turn-on knowing that he'd be tasting the cum of men he knew so well, men he'd see everyday. \"I duh-don't care! I'll clean no matter what! No matter who cums in you!\"\n\nKoppa rolls off him, one thigh still supporting his head, and slaps both of her paws down to rest in his line of sight, fingers spreading her cheeks and burrowing in to her well lapped-at bottom, the other set rolling her clit hood around in wide, trembling circles. She gasps aloud, thrusting her hips up, that gooey little honeypot tensing up, quivering with how near to orgasm she was - perhaps the little rabbit got off just as much as he did in a sadistic way. She barks out a command, like an owner talking to its pet, hurried and insistent. \"Jerk off! Cum again!\" He was hers to do with what she wanted, knowing full well she could easily corral his friends together and act out that scene the very next day if she so wished, and that the poor sap would never live such a humiliating act down for his whole life. He'd always be \"Sperm-sucker\" or \"Peachy Princess\" or \"Poor little cuckold, with the fuckable slut of a girlfriend.\" He'd feast from her, lick every last salty streak down and bury his nose into her musky, well-bred pussy. Oohh.. She wondered if he was friends with any big anthro-types. She watches with amusement, with desire as his prick bobs and squirts for the few seconds it takes him to take control, so close to busting his nut - and now with this extra special show going on inches from his eyes, he'd have the perfect material to jerk off to. Oh, those beautiful pink holes, surrounded in white silk, they slurp and squelch and dribble with spit and semen.. She's so close!\n\nFemboi Peach cries out with frustration at feeling her hand drop away from his cock. He was ready to protest, ready to beg.. ready to do whatever she was going to require to make him cum. The poor little cum-sucker didn't think he'd get to for a moment, but he obeyed her without hesitation. He looked up with hungry eyes at the sight of her finger-fucking her cum-leaking holes with such wild abandon, the sight alone almost making him cum on the spot. His hands shot down to his neglected member, one wrapping around his shaft mid-way while the other cupped his balls. A few quick, frenetic strokes was all that it took. The second load of thick seed gushed and bubbled out onto his hands and between his fingers, spilling out onto his stomach and thighs.\n\nKoppa tips herself over the edge, that tight pink hole at the base of her split open pussy clenching and winking away, giving her boyfriend an indication of what it must be like to be buried inside of her when she's creaming - it would be the only way he'd have any idea, as he certainly wasn't going to make her cum with his dainty little princess-cock any time soon. The finger in her bottom pops free first, leaving that fur-lined hole gaping for a second or two. The suite of three in her plugged up pussy stay buried for about a full minute afterwards, grinding over that delicious spot a few inches inside, keeping herself quivering and dripping, before they too finally slide out with a wet slurp. \"Unnhh.. Ah.. T.. That's enough for one year, I think.\" She sighs, rolling on to her back fully, still allowing him her thigh as a pillow, and her drenched pussy as afterglow material.\n\nFemboi Peach nuzzled against her thigh, face just near her dripping, well-fucked cunt. With each panting breath, warm air lapped against her flesh, each breath in flooding his nostrils with the perfume of her sex, his mouth all but watering as he gawked at her slit. He looked back up towards her, half-hard cock still giving the occasional twitch even as it rested against the fur of her calf, smearing a bit of pre into the fur. She couldn't have meant that, could she? He usually at least got a birthday present.. would she really neglect him for an entire year? With her, he never knew, and he was scared to even ask. If she was really pregnant, he wouldn't be at all surprised if she forced him into a full year of abstinence. He could only mutter softly, pressing himself more tightly against her, soft fur brushing at his skin. \"T-thanks, sweetie.. Thanks so much for the gift. It was.. just what I needed.\"", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "-----------
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Femboi Peach: Heya. How've the holidays been going?
Koppa: Very well, thanks doll. Yours?
Femboi Peach: Not bad, thanks. Mostly just taking some time to relax.
Femboi Peach: Been doing anything fun to celebrate?

Koppa shrugs softly, a little smile on her lips. "What do you think?"

Femboi Peach returns her smile, shifting nervously a bit where he stands. "Celebrating with one of your studs?"

Koppa rolls her eyes, that smile spreading. "A few."

Femboi Peach gulped softly, his cock stirring at just the sound of those two words. "Two? Three?" He hadn't seen much of his own girlfriend over the holidays, but it sounded like she'd been ending the year quite extravagantly.

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Koppa chuckles softly, lifting a hand to her hair to twirl the delicate pink locks around a single finger. She walks towards her pretty little cuck-boy with a sway in her hips, and carefully lifts her skirt. There's no thick blob of semen to be seen around her lips, which means either she's cleaned up since the previous night, or every last little drop was blasted deep inside her belly. She gently taps at her pubic fur with a finger, indicating she's okay for him to taste and smell now. "Come on.. There were over two-fifty bodies mulling around that new-year party.. Two or three's child's play."

Femboi Peach all but gawked at Koppa's delicate pink slit as she hiked her skirt up to show it off. He hated to even think it to himself, but he was more than a little disappointed to see her so perfectly clean. He slowly lowered himself to his knees, his eyes peering up towards her. With his face getting closer and closer to her pubic fur, he began to take short, deep breaths through his nose to see if he might catch the scent of sex. "F-four? Six? More than that?"

Koppa coos proudly, shaking her head. "Couple more. I was there all night, after all. By the end I couldn't tell whose load it was dribbling down the inside of my calves, people were just grabbing me when they saw how easy I was giving it up." Warm, fleshy lips and smooth fur smells of shampoo more than anything else, but the nearer his nostrils get the more apparent the stink of sex would be. There's a faint, lingering chemical smell of latex condoms, but it's quickly drowned out by the sweet, steamy stench of sperm, obviously quite a lot buried inside. "Eight, maybe ten?"

Femboi Peach lets out a low groan to himself, a flood of images suddenly racing through his mind. If the thought of his sweetheart with her legs spread and leaking that much cum didn't have him at full arousal, hearing the possible number of males that had taken her that night did the trick and got his modest cock at full attention. He pressed his nose to her pubic mound, inhaling deeply before pulling back for a moment. She didn't even the know the exact number.. He'd been alone without so much as a kiss for new year's, and she was being passed around at a party. That scent of latex disappointed him a bit, though he'd never admit it, but he just couldn't get rid of the image of her being shared by such a large group of males, their potent seed overflowing down along the curves of her thighs. "So.. not all of them used condoms?" The skin of his cheeks flushed, embarrassed at his own question, but all he wanted right now was all the juicy details so he could set to work licking. Maybe she'd even allow him his first orgasm of the year.

Koppa actually looks a little surprised. "One of 'em used a rubber?" She exclaims, reaching down to press her fingers to the crest of her slit and pull back, making the lips spread ever so slightly, her clit exposed from behind its delicate hood. It would indicate that almost all of the others didn't bother with them, nutting deep inside her pussy to drench her womb with their sperm. He would know by her cycles that it was unlikely she would get pregnant from such a vicious gang-fuck over the Christmas period, but new year? Yeah, new year could be more of a risk, the lapine often finding heat at the start of each month, and the previous evening would be one of the worst. Maybe he'd soon find himself the daddy of a hybrid bunny, without a trace of human in sight in its heritage.

Femboi Peach almost found himself relieved to find that the condom-user was an exception to the rule. "Well, you're still on birth control.. aren't you?" With her, he never really knew.. sometimes she was, sometimes she neglected the pill entirely. He wasn't sure if it was for her own reasons, or just to tease and agonize him a bit. A small pearl of pre-cum leaked from the swollen crown of his cock and soaked into the fabric of his underwear, the human boy tilting his neck to angle his lips toward her clit. His plump, girlish lips parted, the tip of his tongue slowly dragging up and down the sensitive nub of flesh.

Koppa shuddered slightly, resting the curve of her pussy across his mouth, grinding clit against his tongue. Her insides heat up a fraction, and the slick, sweet sauce she usually graces his tongue with has an overwhelmingly salty hit to it. "Th.. That old thing? Heh.. I stopped popping that at the beginning of last month, sweetheart. I thought I'd make it a belated Christmas present to you, you know? Put a 'bun' in the oven so to speak." She reaches down with one hand, sinking fingers into his hair to pet and soothe, fingernails grazing across his scalp. "You're okay with that, right?"

Femboi Peach felt his blood run cold, the color draining from his face. Shocked though he was, he knew better than to stop licking; his tongue just worked on auto-pilot, lapping at her clit and tasting the salty nectar that rewarded his efforts. The poor human boy had actually thought that maybe he'd get to fuck his girlfriend for Christmas, but instead she'd been trying to get herself pregnant.. the hint of anger in her voice when she'd heard that one of the males had used a condom suddenly made sense. Lapping away at the pearl of her clit, he couldn't even find his voice to answer her. It just stuck in his throat, so all he could do was keep licking and feel his cock aching and twitching in response to the idea of her with another male's child inside her.

Koppa leans off to one side with that lazy, happy look on her face that she usually had when reminiscing about a particularly hot fuck, the sort of look she had when she spoke about stallions and bigger breeds of dogs. Eyes catch sight of the boy's painfully strained boner, and the way he's obediently leaving his hands off it while she's in the room, masturbation strictly prohibited to a humble request to her these days. "Mmnh. You want a hand-job honey?" She asks, wondering if it might sweeten the news of her belly bloating with a foreign object. "I might even let you cum if you tell me how much you like to hear about me sleeping with other men."

Femboi Peach swallowed the salty, sticky, sweetness that had been coating his tongue, pulling his head back a bit to answer her. The meek little human boy had cleaned her up like this more times than he'd care to admit, but he'd never tasted her quite like this. The image of her with thick, potent, seed flooding out of her, not even caring who pumped her full next was still the only thing he could think about, but he brought himself back to reality long enough to finally speak. "Handjob? Yes.. Please, I'd love one." He muttered the last bit, still a bit in disbelief. He could always hope she hadn't gotten pregnant this time, but knowing her and knowing the fertile males she loved to fuck, it wouldn't be long if she was actually trying.

Koppa smiled, lifting the hand on her pubic bone up to flex it, and then spit firmly into her palm. She clenches her fingers and spreads the hot, bubbly saliva around in her paw. Already silky fur gets wet and sticky, the precious pink finger and paw-pads that were previously soft as velvet are now shiny and slippery. She turns her palm towards him, giving a wave. "Mm, well stop trying to suck the cum outta me and get on the bed already, I don't have all night." She nods towards the neatly made (she hoped he'd made it, at least) bed, already feeling for the easy-access zip on the side of her skirt.

Femboi Peach quickly leapt to his feet and climbed onto the bed, which was indeed neatly made after his night alone in it. The poor boy rarely got the opportunity to cum, and even when he did, there was no guarantee that Koppa would actually be the one to give him an orgasm, so this was an opportunity not to be wasted. He quickly peeled off his t-shirt and tossed it to the side, his cock aching for some skin-on-skin contact. The next order of business was unzipping his unassuming, rather normal-looking pair of shorts, kicking them off to the side as well. His face reddened as he looked down, almost as if he'd forgotten what he was wearing. Having been home alone and unsatisfied on new year's eve, he'd done a bit of digging through the laundry, and had slipped into a pair of frilly pink panties. Judging by the stains around the crotch, he had guessed she'd worn them to a a rendezvous with a stud. If he couldn't have his girlfriend there with him, he figured her panties wouldn't be a bad consolation prize. He muttered an apology, fumbling a bit as he began to tug them down along his hips.

Koppa blushes beneath the covering of white fur, excited by the fact Peach had amused himself and kept a piece of her with him through wearing her underwear. She recognised those stains, briefly recalling a dirty date at a cinema where she ended up sharing a seat with her teenage partner, grinding her bare bottom over his open zipper till he slotted up inside of her. The thought makes her shudder and smile, her eyes closing for a second as the scene replays itself in her mind. Eyes open again, and she regards he pale, toned body laying out for her attention, deflating her interest slightly. She craws up on the opposite side and lays out next to him, offering her clothed chest to rest his head against, encouraging him to curl up nearer so she didn't have to struggle to reach his prick. Wet, sticky hand grazes his hip lightly, fingertips tickling. "Nearer.. "

Femboi Peach carefully watched his girlfriend's face to gauge her reaction, not knowing how she'd feel about him having worn her panties. The horny human boy quickly recognized that familiar look of her reliving sex with another male, one he'd never seen when she'd even discussed a past sexual encounter that she'd had with him.. at least she wasn't upset. He eagerly moved himself closer on the bed, his cock slick and sticky with a glistening sheen of pre-cum. The fleshy robbed throbbed and twitched with anticipation, his bloated, neglected balls clearly aching for release. His head settled against the cloth covering her chest, giving a bit of an affectionate nuzzle while settling into place. He knew there'd be plenty of verbal teasing, but at this point, he'd happily welcome anything as long as it led to an orgasm.

Koppa reached down to curl one of his thighs over hers, allowing him to lay side on and rest his penis across her body. She carefully lifts the waistline of her top up, revealing just a little belly-fur to him, a thick white expanse of silk that hugged her curves and hid a little silver piercing in her navel. She reaches with that sticky set of digits and holds his semi-unskinned glans in her fist, rocking her hand up and down the sensitive head, slowly un-peeling it of foreskin. Velvet pads are warm and soft, the way her fingers and palm wraps around his penis makes them almost feel like the warm folds of pussy flesh he'd long forgotten the feel of. Spit drips from between her fingers, only making his cock stickier and wetter, letting it squelch in her grip. "Mmnh.. You poor thing. Looks like your little balls are fit to burst."

Femboi Peach could only give a throaty moan in response, a hand idly stroking over the fur of her stomach. Compared with the treatment he was used to, the boy was in absolute heaven right now. His cock throbbed appreciatively against the wet, saliva-coated pads of her paw.. Since she wouldn't let him fuck her without a condom, her hand really was the closest thing to a pussy that his bare cock got to touch. Pre seeped from the tip and dripped down the soft, milky flesh of his shaft in a near-steady stream, obviously thankful for the attention. She was right, his balls really were fit to burst. He could feel a dull ache, and swollen as they were, he always marvelled at the fact that they were still smaller than any male he'd ever seen her with. "Mmmh.. I've been dying for this.."

Koppa truly didn't expect him to last more than a few minutes, despite his modest size that prick didn't get much more training other than the odd night of masturbation if she allowed it. Every nerve ending would be tingling with sensation, and now his prick head's glossy with her saliva she rocks her wrist and starts to tease the shaft too, a slow and lazy jerking of his damp fuck-length. "Mmh.. I fucked a rabbit with a dick this big.." She sighs. "Last night. You should have seen him, sweetie. His hips were a blur, I was sure he was going to bruise me with the speed he was going." She squeezes a little tighter, increasing the speed she's working it at, slapping her pinky down to his base with each full, loving stroke. "And I came so hard when he bit my neck.. Oh god."

Femboi Peach felt his back arch, pressing his body closer against hers in response to the pleasure. He got attention like this so rarely that he was determined to make it last, though he knew it was largely a futile pursuit. His thighs gave a slight quiver already, her slick pinky grazing against his heavy, bloated nuts, eliciting a thicker gush of pre from his firm cockhead. He cooed and groaned into the fabric of her shirt, his thigh rubbing gently against hers. Hips began to move a bit on their own, slowly fucking her hand before stopping completely, not wanting to get too close to cumming just yet. "Who was your favourite at the party? Who fucked you the best and made you cum the hardest? I love your stories, sweetie..."

Koppa sighs in to his hair, lifting her other hand to hold him close, sliding her fingers through his blonde locks, always delighted to see him sporting such a feminine cut of hair. Her breasts are lightly perfumed with floral fragrances and sweat, that of her own body and a few other men who presumably laid out across her as they nutted in her pussy, rubbing chests together in their weakest moments on top of her. "Mmn. Some collie joined in on a threesome I was happing with a porker and a stallion, rubbed his chubby semi on my face and leaked precum over my lips. I blew him for a bit, and he took a turn once the pig was finished in me. Turned me on to my front and did me doggy style like he ought'a. I can't get enough of the tie though, the way his knot rolled over my G' had me cumming twice before he yanked it out half-deflated. Heh.." Her fist pumps harder, faster, reminiscing about the way he pounded at her pussy with sharp, deep stabs. "Then he went back to wiping it over my face. Mmmnff.. Fuck."

Femboi Peach was now a quivering, whimpering mass of flesh. His cock was at the brink of exploding, twitching and throbbing in her hand and leaking salty, translucent pre like a faucet. Each time her pinky grazed against his perfectly smooth sac, he could practically feel the cum churning in his balls, aching to finally spill out after so long. Her preference for canines always got him hot and bothered.. there was no way a human cock could give her the knot she always seemed to be craving. His eyes wandered up to gaze at her face, imagining a slab of thick collie dickmeat rubbing over her cheeks and lips, smearing them with his own seed and her cum that must've been coating his cock. No longer shy and blushing, the neglected human only cared about emptying his pent-up load, willing to do or say whatever it took to get to that point. "Mmmph, fuck.. Gonna cum soon.. Can I?"

Koppa looks down to the lump of pink, human cockmeat in her fist at last, not really paying it much attention once she'd had her hand wrapped around it. It was nice enough, the glans was neat and flared just enough that it might drag over her insides in a way that'd make her squirm, and it was just thick enough to spread her just the way she liked. Even those heavy testicles appealed to her, and their plentiful load - but it just wasn't quite good enough. It was average, satisfactory, mediocre. She needed something that'd wreck her, to make her tremble and cum on the spot, something that'd make her eyes roll back on initial penetration. A little frustrated that the boy she loved had to be /so/ ill equipped to satisfy her, her jerking just speeds up, determined to get him to spill his load over her stomach and be done with it. "Yeah, cum, honey. Let go." She urges, giving him a quick kiss to the head.

Femboi Peach was struggling not to squirm and pant, forcing himself to stay still and at least pretend that a few minutes of a handjob wasn't all it would take to get him nutting a fat, thick load of cum. His eyes squeezed shut, focusing on one particular image.. There was his sweet girlfriend laying back on a bed, that familiar, satisfied grin plastered over her lips. Her legs were spread, the fur of her thighs soaked and matted with cum from all the males she'd entertained. It was on her stomach, her tits, and smeared over her lips and face as she grinned. And all around her were those 10 cocks, all different sizes, species, and colors, moving closer to her face so she could give each one an appreciative kiss or final parting suck to thank them for flooding her womb. With a satisfied moan, his sac tightened and his cock began to spasm rhythmically, each pulse releasing a jet of thick pearlescent cum onto her stomach, just the beginning of an impressive cumload that had been building in his balls since the last time he'd gotten permission to cum.

Koppa hissed a little laugh out between her smoothed off buckteeth and tongue, watching with interest as her beloved starts to streak her slowly rising and falling stomach with his saved up seed, wondering how frustrating it must be to be laid atop her belly - almost parallel to the sloppy, cum-filled passage she'd kindly offered to a group of strangers mere hours previously. A few inches lower and he could be busting that bare load up inside her cunt, his sperm mixing with all the others in a vain attempt to knock her up and brush the competition to one side. She gently embraces him, stroking through his hair some more, her other hand slowing down to a slow, deep jerk that'd simulate him burying in her wet puss' nice and deep. "Mmnf.. There we go, let it all out now."

Femboi Peach wasn't concerned with restraint any longer, just wanting to cum as much as he possibly could now that he'd actually been giving the opportunity. All kinds of images of Koppa with those eight to ten cocks using and filling her were cascading through his mind. Feeling the pace of her hand change, his hips began to work in tandem with her stroking, pushing forward with slow, deep thrusts. It was only her hand and his cum was being wasted on her stomach, but he really was fucking as if he was hilted in her wet, warm, velvety slit, trying to pump out as much seed as deep as he could. The gushes of cum continued to slow for a moment, but the human boy imagined himself as the final cock at that party, getting to fuck her after she'd already been so well-used and filled. This seemed to renew his vigour, the final few ropes of cum that spilled out just as thick and powerful as the first.

Koppa groans lightly, his load really was quite impressive for a human, and seemed to pile up in her white fur like pearly ropes of thick jelly, its scent clearly distinguishable above her subtle perfume and sweat now, the sticky streamers just steaming away on her stomach. The paw in his hair comforts a little more, nails dragging back through his scalp till her palm's on the back of his head, giving him a gentle nudge. "Clean up.." She reminds, slipping her sticky paw from his throbbing, leaking prick to lay it next to his mess, intending for him to suck her digits free of human essence before she masturbates.

Femboi Peach opened his eyes slowly, almost as if awakening from a trance. His lips opened obediently, wrapping around one slender digit and beginning to suck and lick it clean, tongue working in slow, delicate, affectionate licks. He offered a whimpered moan of submission, savouring the taste of his thick, creamy seed on his tongue before reluctantly parting his lips and moving on to the next digit.

Koppa wiggles her little fingers once he's done polishing them off, placing them at the split crest of her pussy, using her two innermost fingers to gently pinch her clit hood, pressing down to crush it and then rub around in circles. She groans softly, rolling her hips up, making the wet, cooling sperm on her belly wobble slightly.

Femboi Peach cooed submissively as he watched his sweetheart beginning to masturbate, getting the unexpected treat of a show after being allowed to cum. His half-deflated cock began to throb back to life, though he knew he probably wouldn't be getting a second orgasm regardless. The swollen crown rested against the warm pool of cum on her stomach, his hips working a bit to grind it against his own seed for a bit of stimulation while he watched. A purr escaped his lips, thinking of all the cum that was filling her even now as she rubbed and teased at her clit. "Remembering last night?"

Koppa grunts softly. "Yeah.. Aren't you meant to be cleaning that up though? You're meant to eat it, not fuck it." She sounds a little annoyed, pushing her belly in to the air to accentuate his task. She presses her hand a little further down, spreading lips, dunking her middle finger into that slick, salty honeypot, pushing poor Peach's saliva into her body from when he had his tongue dancing over her clit. "Don't think you're getting a new-year reward without any work."

Femboi Peach was still more than a bit turned on, and had no qualms about slurping down more of his own seed, especially not if he got the bonus of being able to watch her cum. He'd been reduced from a participant (if you could call getting a handjob participating) to a mere voyeur, but he didn't seem to mind, at least for the moment. His head moved quickly to her stomach, planting a small kiss on her bellybutton before lapping the thick, sticky seed off of her silver piercing, gulping down the boyjizz that had pooled in the crevice. His laps started working upwards along her tummy, wanting to lick the lower half when she was closer to cumming. "Tell me what you're thinking about?" He phrased it as a meek question rather than a demand, not wanting to be kicked out of bed for forgetting his place.

Koppa closes her eyes, exhaling deeply through her nose. Her head sinks further into the soft pillow beneath and she loses herself in this pleasant little dream state. Finger sinks a little deeper, her freshly licked-clean pads crushing her clit on the way down, making her roll her hips again and make her belly undulate. "Aah.. Mh. I don't even know who he was, what he was.. By the end of the night I just had my butt held up in the air and some boy took a turn in me. I think that's what's got me so wet. It was big, no knot, no barbs. Might'a been a big rabbit or a bear.. Shit.." There's a brief struggle, but she slots a second finger in, moaning aloud, chewing on her lower lip with buckteeth. "Real thick.."

Femboi Peach offered a hushed moan, licking his way back down to her bellybutton and then back up to clean off another rope of cum. His cum tasted distinctly different from much of what he'd lapped out of her, and he often wondered if that was because of species, potency, or both. His eyes fluttered shut as he swallowed another mouthful of his own cum, trying to imagine exactly what she was thinking. He debated sneaking a hand down to his cock while her eyes were closed, but he knew better than that by now and simply did his duty as a clean-up boy.

Koppa breathing gets deeper, every exhalation bringing with it a pleasured rumble, the sound of her masturbation growing as she grew wetter, the liquid sliding between her fingers with each deep penetration. As more thick, boycum's licked up the heavy aroma of her own arousal starts to be the dominant scent, the tint of salty male domination following after. "Yeaah.. He was good. Held my hips just the way I like 'em held and just jack-hammered it. Felt like he must'a worked out, had a few muscles on him. Couldn't see much 'cause.. A Heh.." She breaks off, pumping deeper. "I dunno. My face was buried in some horse-crotch. Nice, fat balls.. Good for sucking."

Femboi Peach felt his cock contract powerfully, a rope of pre-cum spurting onto the bedding and a bit onto her thigh. There was something about the image of his beloved Koppa with her ass in the air, getting ploughed by an anonymous cock, all the while sucking on a mouthful of heavy, musky, horse-balls that just made the human completely weak in the knees. His licking grew a little more eager, pace quickening to try to clean up the upper half of her stomach. With each slow lick back towards her bellybutton, he could smell the scent of her arousal even more strongly, moaning along with her. "I hope he wasn't he one who used the condom?"

Koppa lifts her fingers away slightly, her digits all intertwined with slick laces of juice and semen. They dangle in the air before snapping, and she goes back to masturbating, easing a third digit inside her tight mound this time, digging it in so hard that she finds it difficult to speak properly, her voice jumping. "Aahn! Nnuh.. Mmnh.. Du.. Dude, I have nuh.. No idea who rubbered up. I.. I'm kinda pi- iiisssed that someone buh.. Bothered to.." Her body jerks, and she rolls on to her side to face away from him, cocking one leg in to the air as the mess on her belly drools towards the bedsheets. "Lick my ass, honey."

Femboi Peach gave a moan of frustration when Koppa rolled away from him, quickly reassured by her command. He slid himself down along the sheets, planting small kisses down her spine, on the small puff of her tail, then along the curves of her ass cheeks. A hand quickly reached out to stroke and fondle one cheek, giving it a gentle squeeze before pulling it to the side. He took a moment to appreciate the sight of her puckered asshole, knowing full well that it had been ravaged by at least a few partygoers last night.. a hole he sometimes wondered if he'd ever get to fuck. He knew his girlfriend well enough to know when she wanted him to take things slowly, and she certainly wasn't in one of those moods. He pressed his face against her, tongue lapping at her rosebud for just a moment before pressing past it, wiggling inside.

Koppa rolls her hips back, pressing her pucker a little more firmly against his mouth, groaning out into the damp, humid air that hung around her now. Less than an inch from his nose would be that spread-wide pussy, drooling cream and syrup all over her fur as three digits plunged in and filled her up. A little of that flavoursome sauce trickles down to the crease of her thigh and labia, a ring of clinging honey near enough for him to wet his nostrils with it, and perhaps even his upper lip if he opens his mouth wide enough. Tail flutters softly against his chin, that little flutter rarely seen, but it meant she was teetering, ready to cum so long as he did a good enough job at eating her ring.

Femboi Peach strained his jaw just enough to feel that trickle of nectar reach his lip, quickly withdrawing his tongue to lap it up. He gave her pucker a few more licks, thinking that his tongue would probably be the only thing he'd ever be allowed to get into her ass. It slid back in just as eagerly as before, bathing her insides with hungry, ravenous licks. It began to dart in and out, his head swimming with the sweet, heavy scent of her arousal that was flooding into his nostrils while he tongue-fucked her rump.

Koppa trreeemmmbbbless, the leg on the bed curling up as she cums nice and hard, dragging her velvet fingerpads through the mire of her hot, sticky g-spot, pawpad grinding down into her clit hood. There's a hot flush of cream around her fingers, as they bury nice and deep to try and get as much out of her orgasm as possible. After a minute of gasps and sighs she finally calms, closing her other leg down atop the first - her bottom still thrust out for him to lap at. As a reward for a job well done her fingers are pressed through the warm fuzz of her thighs, and their tips tickle and smear his nostrils with that hot, thick sauce she'd been masturbating with, getting the stink of a gang of partners, and her own sweet bunnycum in to his nose. "Aaahn.."

Femboi Peach sucks in a deep breath through nose, his mind fogging up a bit at the potency of the scent she smears on his nose. He recognizes the scent of her own arousal, almost buried beneath the strong, potent musk of who knows how many males. He could recognize a species here or there, horse, canine, but he'd never smelled anything quite like it. He sneaks a few licks of her fingertips, greedily swallowing the syrupy cum cocktail before returning to lapping at her ass, his cock throbbing and leaking all over the sheets just as much as before.

Koppa is a happy little bunny, and she forcefully pushes his face away with that sticky hand before rolling back over, some of his cooled, sticky semen now on the bedsheets. That twitching, throbbing human prick's regarded again, but she can't quite bring herself to suck it, it'd have to be a special occasion for that to happen and now that she'd powered through an intense orgasm the drive just wasn't there. She turns in towards him with her clammy, sticky hand and wraps it around the head of his prick again - presumably now in a sixty-nine position with him. She cocks her leg back up, curling hips forward to present her cunt - finally flowing with the loads pumped in there the previous night, hot and sticky, all brewed up in her belly and super fragranced. She rests her head on a bent elbow while she works from afar, jerking him off slowly. "Clean me, too. I'm a bit sticky down there, now." She chuckles. "You like that, yeah? Just bein' a glorified cum-rag? Mmph. Come on, before it dries up, pencil-dick."

Femboi Peach the sight of her warm, sticky, leaking cunt on display just inches above his face was like Christmas all over again for the human boy. His cock pulsed at her touch, feeling the liquid coating her palm being rubbed into the sensitive flesh of the shaft, sending tingles down his spine as his cockhead grew more swollen and more pre spilled out from the tip. "I.. I do, I love the way you taste like this," he admitted in a hushed tone, seconds before burying his face in her cunt with abandon, lips forming a loose seal around her vulva while his tongue worked inside in a lustful frenzy, noisily slurping out the first bit of that salty, hot, sticky mixture of cum that he was able to coax out.

Koppa trembles again, her pussy's still wonderfully sensitive from her deep orgasm earlier, and the feeling of a hot, slimy tongue, even if it did belong to Peach, sliding over her creamy genitals like that was heavenly. It didn't beat the feeling of an animal phallus lining up to take sloppy sevenths from her, but it certainly felt better than the boy's usual oral attentions. She grinds her clit up against his tongue firmly, rolling hips to try and slot his oral muscle into her milky, salty depths. "Aannh.. Mnh.. Yeah. I bet you love me jerkin' your dick off with other guy's cum for lube too?" She pants, speaking in a half-chuckle as other thoughts swamp her aroused mind. "Dig deep, cucky.. Do I taste pregnant to you?"

Femboi Peach lets his tongue slip out to lash against her clit two or three times before wantonly shoving it back into her cunt, snaking and wiggling it as deep into her as he could possibly manage. He was too drunk with desire to be ashamed, togue-fucking her nice and deep with the single-minded determination to slurp down as much of that gangbanged creampie as he possibly could. "Yeah, I-mmph.. I love it, someday I wanna fuck you after you've been filled up by a group of your studs." Quickly remembering his place, he hastily added an "..if you'll let me" to the end of his sentence. His face flushed as his tongue thrust deep into her velvety cocksleeve once more, wondering if she really was pregnant and if he'd be able to taste the difference, as his cock spurted another gush of sticky pre in response to her question.

Koppa hisses through her teeth, gripping that length of twitching, pink cockflesh tighter, spitting from a distance to lubricate it further, her drool hitting her wrist, which she bends to streak the underside of his prick up. She works this in even faster, noticing how the hot squelching of her paw around his prick mimicked the sound of one of the eager precum squirting studs the previous night. This of course only makes her pump faster, seeing if the kid had it in him to blow twice in a single sitting. "Unnh.. Forget that. I want you to see you eat the wads out of my after I've been filled by a group of your friends!" Oohh.. So dirty. Her boyfriend sitting there, helpless, watching his good pals dick his only love, empty their balls in her one by one, then have to clean up her drooling, bubbling slit. "Mah.. Mhh.. Maybe then I'll let you fuck me, heh.. Nnh.. Once you show me how fucking pathetic you aah.. aahhrree.." She bounces her hips some more, closing her thigh over his cheek, holding him down as she rocks her lower quarters, pressing his tongue down across that sweaty, seeded valley, and back into her twitching bottom.

Femboi Peach found that his body was betraying his arousal, so decided that there was no point in even trying to hide it any more. The wad of warm, slick saliva splattering onto his shaft coaxed out another sticky gush of pre, dribbling over the pads of her paw as she jerked him with abandon. Two orgasms in one day.. he was really lucking out. He swallowed the mouthful of mingled cum as if he was starving, consumed by a craving that only that very specific taste could satisfy. First groaning in frustration at having her re-position and then re-focusing his efforts back into licking her ass, his tongue worked in an absolute frenzy, licking wildly and frantically. "M-my friends?" Would she really do that? He imagined it, his own friend surrounding her and gang-fucking her in one wanton group, with him sitting to the side and stroking his cock. Would she really do that? His train of thought was de-railed by a sudden burst of pleasure, his orgasm rapidly approaching.. it was even more of a turn-on knowing that he'd be tasting the cum of men he knew so well, men he'd see everyday. "I duh-don't care! I'll clean no matter what! No matter who cums in you!"

Koppa rolls off him, one thigh still supporting his head, and slaps both of her paws down to rest in his line of sight, fingers spreading her cheeks and burrowing in to her well lapped-at bottom, the other set rolling her clit hood around in wide, trembling circles. She gasps aloud, thrusting her hips up, that gooey little honeypot tensing up, quivering with how near to orgasm she was - perhaps the little rabbit got off just as much as he did in a sadistic way. She barks out a command, like an owner talking to its pet, hurried and insistent. "Jerk off! Cum again!" He was hers to do with what she wanted, knowing full well she could easily corral his friends together and act out that scene the very next day if she so wished, and that the poor sap would never live such a humiliating act down for his whole life. He'd always be "Sperm-sucker" or "Peachy Princess" or "Poor little cuckold, with the fuckable slut of a girlfriend." He'd feast from her, lick every last salty streak down and bury his nose into her musky, well-bred pussy. Oohh.. She wondered if he was friends with any big anthro-types. She watches with amusement, with desire as his prick bobs and squirts for the few seconds it takes him to take control, so close to busting his nut - and now with this extra special show going on inches from his eyes, he'd have the perfect material to jerk off to. Oh, those beautiful pink holes, surrounded in white silk, they slurp and squelch and dribble with spit and semen.. She's so close!

Femboi Peach cries out with frustration at feeling her hand drop away from his cock. He was ready to protest, ready to beg.. ready to do whatever she was going to require to make him cum. The poor little cum-sucker didn't think he'd get to for a moment, but he obeyed her without hesitation. He looked up with hungry eyes at the sight of her finger-fucking her cum-leaking holes with such wild abandon, the sight alone almost making him cum on the spot. His hands shot down to his neglected member, one wrapping around his shaft mid-way while the other cupped his balls. A few quick, frenetic strokes was all that it took. The second load of thick seed gushed and bubbled out onto his hands and between his fingers, spilling out onto his stomach and thighs.

Koppa tips herself over the edge, that tight pink hole at the base of her split open pussy clenching and winking away, giving her boyfriend an indication of what it must be like to be buried inside of her when she's creaming - it would be the only way he'd have any idea, as he certainly wasn't going to make her cum with his dainty little princess-cock any time soon. The finger in her bottom pops free first, leaving that fur-lined hole gaping for a second or two. The suite of three in her plugged up pussy stay buried for about a full minute afterwards, grinding over that delicious spot a few inches inside, keeping herself quivering and dripping, before they too finally slide out with a wet slurp. "Unnhh.. Ah.. T.. That's enough for one year, I think." She sighs, rolling on to her back fully, still allowing him her thigh as a pillow, and her drenched pussy as afterglow material.

Femboi Peach nuzzled against her thigh, face just near her dripping, well-fucked cunt. With each panting breath, warm air lapped against her flesh, each breath in flooding his nostrils with the perfume of her sex, his mouth all but watering as he gawked at her slit. He looked back up towards her, half-hard cock still giving the occasional twitch even as it rested against the fur of her calf, smearing a bit of pre into the fur. She couldn't have meant that, could she? He usually at least got a birthday present.. would she really neglect him for an entire year? With her, he never knew, and he was scared to even ask. If she was really pregnant, he wouldn't be at all surprised if she forced him into a full year of abstinence. He could only mutter softly, pressing himself more tightly against her, soft fur brushing at his skin. "T-thanks, sweetie.. Thanks so much for the gift. It was.. just what I needed."", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Happy holidays", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "text/plain", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "2770" }