Madelyn's First Time with Momma

By OttersInTrousers

Friday is a very weird day for Madelyn. The little fox can't put her finger on it, but all through school, she just feels weird—kinda too warm, kinda extra thirsty and hungry, kinda like everything is too much. But she makes it through all her classes—she's in fifth grade this year!—and then her Momma picks her up and takes her home. The evening is more of the same. The too-hot feeling gets a little worse, and it feels like it settles down in her lower tummy. She doesn't tell her Momma about it, though, because she's ten years old, and she's not gonna worry her Momma about her just feeling weird. She'll be fine tomorrow.

She isn't fine tomorrow.

She wakes up early—way too early, the sun hasn't even risen, but she knows something's wrong. She feels so hot and she's wet. She tosses away her sheets and strips off her camisole hoping that will help, but it doesn't. Then she notices the wetness. She thinks at first she peed her bed, but when she pulls down her panties and looks, this isn't pee. It's sticky-slick and clear. And it's not coming from her pee hole. It's her cookie that's wet. And it's not just wet, it's bigger, and kinda redder, and it feels so itchy, but inside. 

Afraid, Madelyn goes to find her Momma. This is no longer just feeling weird, she needs her Momma.

Madelyn finds her in bed, asleep, just where she expects. But what she didn't expect is for the sheets to be tossed back, and for her Momma to be totally naked. And she definitely didn't expect the thrill that runs through her when she sees her Momma's erection standing straight up into the darkness of her room. She moves a paw down to her naked spade. It feels good to touch it, but it's not enough.

"Momma," she calls out as she pads over to the big bed. She sees her Momma's ear perk and turn her way, then her Momma takes a deep breath and turns to look at her.

"Baby? You okay?"

"I dunno, Momma." She stands there, one paw cupping her slick, heated spade while the other worries at her bushy tail.

"Aw, what's wrong, Maddie, c'mere." Her Momma rolls over and reaches out for her, and Madelyn steps into her arms.

"Momma I feel so weird." Her Momma sniffs at her, and runs a paw up and down her back, and it feels good to be touched. "I'm so hot, and stripping didn't so anything, and my, um—" she hesitates as her Momma's sniffling at her moves steadily downwards, "—my cookie is all wet and itchy." Her Momma snuffles between her legs for a long moment, and it tickles in a good way, the way her breath seems to condense on her hot spade. Then she notices the way her Momma's penis is moving on its own. It's throbbing in a way Madelyn's never seen before, and something is leaking from the tip of it.

"Oh, baby, Momma knows what this is."

Madelyn perks up.

"You do? Am I gonna be okay?"

Her Momma shifts over, sitting on the edge of the bed beside her. Her big penis nestles against her belly into the valley between her big breasts and throbs there. Momma keeps petting her. She cups the pup's muzzle and places a kiss to the top of her head, right between the cub's ears.

"Yeah baby, you're gonna be just fine. Momma's gonna take care of you." She gets up, leaving Madelyn standing next to the bed, her thighs pressed against the mattress, and circles around behind the pup.

"How are you gonna take care of me?" The kit tries to turn around to face her Momma, but she's stopped by her Momma's hands, on her shoulders, then on her hips, then circling around her.

Her Momma leans in against her back, her large, milky tits pressing against the pup's back as she holds her. Momma's hands move up and down her belly, touching and pinching at her nipples then down to cup her spade.

"Momma?"

"Shh, Momma's got you, baby." 

Firmly, but gently, Momma presses forward on the pup, forcing her to bend down at the waist and against the bed. Due to its height, she has to raise onto her tiptoes to even reach the floor. Momma keeps her hand on Madelyn's back, and sinks down to her knees behind the pup.

"Just a taste, then Momma will make it all better." Since she woke up, Momma's voice has gotten huskier and huskier, now coming out nearly as a growl. She sounds hungry.

"What do you mea—Aa!" The cub cuts herself off with a startled yelp as her Momma's tongue darts into her spade. It feels good in a way that her own fingers didn't quite, but it's still not enough. "Momma!"

Momma hums behind her bottom.

"Oh, baby, you taste so good." Momma stands back up, and Madelyn feels her penis rub against her butt, feels it leave behind a sticky wetness at the base of her tail. "You're gonna feel so good, too."

"What?" Madelyn tries to turn and look, but then her Momma's leaning down over her, squishing her huge breasts and her soft, round belly against the pup's back.

"Oh, Maddie. Oh, my baby." The pup feels her Momma's hips pull back, the weight and wetness of her cock slide between her cheeks and then away. "Your first heat. Don't worry, baby. Momma's gonna help." The tip reappears, settling right in the y-shaped opening of the pup's spade. Something like panic wells up in Madelyn. "Momma's gonna make your heat go away."

She presses in.

A searing heat, stretching and burning and somehow still good. Madelyn screams. Momma groans.

"Ohhh, Maddie, baby. My baby girl. You took half of it on the first stroke!" Momma's licking and kissing at her head. "Does it feel good, baby?"

The cub can't quite find words yet. She isn't sure of her answer anyway. Tears fill her eyes.

Her Momma giggles on top of her, setting her belly and breast jiggling against the pup's back and her huge cock rocking back and forth inside her.

"Well don't you worry, Momma's got plenty more to give you." She pulls back, sliding her cock back out. "It's just like medicine: You gotta take the whole thing or it won't work." She slides it back in, forcing a centimeter more of it in before stopping. "But don't you worry, Momma knows you're a good girl." Back out, right to the tip. "You're gonna take the whole thing."

A burning mix of pleasure and pain explodes outwards when Madelyn's Momma bottoms out in the pup, the tapered tip of her canine cock smashing suddenly against the pup's cervix. Madelyn howls as she feels the tip grind against it, so deep, tears falling from her eyes.

Momma starts grunting and yipping as she pistons in and out, slowly stretching the cub's passage to accept more and more of her enormous cock, hammering against the entry to her womb with every inward stroke.

The pup can feel herself giving way, little by little. Soon her Momma's knot is bumping against her cookie, a second source of incessant rapid pressure, pleasure-pain searing into every crevice of her little puppy pussy as her Momma pushes harder and harder, panting into her ear.

"Open wide, baby! Momma's!—got a!—present!—for you!" Momma slams her hips into her bottom, over and over, and—then there's wet heat blooming inside the pup. 

Momma's cumming inside her.

She doesn't even slow down. If anything, she becomes more frantic once she starts shooting her load. Her balls slap heavily against the pup's clitoris, clenching in time with the pulses of heat into her. She pulls almost all the way out, a lance of cum firing right at the pup's opening, and then she slams in with her full weight.

That's when it happens. All the air is punched out of the cub's lungs when—at the same time—her cervix and her vulva give way under the unrelenting assault of her Momma's cockhead and knot. The pup sees stars. She tries to scream. Nothing comes but a croak.

Momma knots her with the same stroke that forces her canine crown into the pup's womb.

Momma lets out a primal, guttural groan of pleasure as her orgasm redoubles, pumping wad after wad of thick, virile cum directly into her own pup's heated womb.

"Ohhhh yeah baby girl, there you go. Knew you could do it. What a good girl. My good girl." Momma caresses the pup's headfur, petting her and scritching her ears as she inseminates her own daughter.

All the pup can do is lie still under the weight of her Momma, fighting just to breathe from the foreboding wet weight settling in her belly. More and more and more is pumped in, flooding her womb and then stretching it out. Momma's balls just keep clenching, her cock keeps bobbing, the pup's belly keeps filling.

With a gurgle, the seal of her stretched-out cervix around her Momma's cock is overcome, and semen backwashes out into her vagina to meet a second seal—her Momma's knot. There's a brief reprieve, as her pussy fills, and then her lips around her Momma's knot keeps any from leaking out, and she's back to being stretched out.

"You're doing so well, baby. Oh, you're so good at taking Momma's cock. I'm so proud." More kisses, more licks, whisking away her tears. "What a good little slut you are. Momma's breeding bitch. Ohhhh."

By now, the pup can feel how her belly has pushed out, the deluge of cum into her uterus expanding her tummy to press into the bedding uncomfortably. It presses into something else, too, and she finally finds her voice, gasping between tears.

"Momma! I gotta pee!"

"Oh, is Momma's load pressing on your bladder? You did that to me all the time when I was pregnant with you. It's okay, baby, let go. The bedding can be washed, and I'm not gonna stop." She presses down just that little bit more on top of the pup, squeezing her cum-bloated belly between their bodies and the bed, then snakes a hand down to tweak the pup's clitoris, spread her lips a bit further apart.

She can't fight it.

She lets go.

She feels the way it fires from her urethra, immediately soaks into and through the comforter, spatters against her legs and belly. She cries anew, the mix of embarrassment and relief bringing another round of tears. 

Momma still hasn't stopped cumming. It's slowed down, but it still hasn't stopped.

Then Momma gives a sudden hump of her hips, sending her big, sloshing, clenching balls to slap into the pup's clit and get splattered by her pee.

As her flow weakens, she feels her stream lose consistency, and it begins running down her legs to puddle between her footpaws with the pee dripping from her Momma's balls and the abundance of arousal her Momma is leaking from her own spade. Meanwhile, her Momma's torrent of cum picks back up.

"What a good girl," she says, her voice breathy, as the feel of her daughter's pee sends her into a second orgasm, "emptying your bladder to make more room for Momma's cum. Good girl, baby. Good girl." She continues petting her daughter's head and ears. 

The pup can't believe it. There's so much. It's hard to breathe. She moans.

"That's it, baby. That's it. Take it all inside you. Get pregnant, baby. Ung!" She has to pull back from whispering into her pup's ear to give an especially-enthusiastic thrust that actually forces some of the come packed into the pup to squelch out of her pussy around her Momma's knot. Her enormous tits swing out from the motion, and when they slap back down into her belly, they dribble more milk onto the pup's back. "Get pregnant, my little puppy slut. And if this isn't enough, well. You'll be in heat a little longer. Momma can give you more."

When Madelyn's Momma finally calms down, when the endless waves of cum have slowed to an occasional spurt, she sighs against the pup.

"What a good little cunny you have, Maddie. Thank you for sharing with Momma." She reaches down to tweak the pup's clit, earning a whimper of overstimulation. "Let's get you cleaned up."

Momma tugs the comforter off the bed, using it to wipe Madelyn's pee and their sexual fluids from both their legs and paws with a tenderness that the pup had nearly forgotten she can show. When she finishes, she tosses it near the door, and gently, oh so gently, eases both herself and her pup onto the bed, careful to avoid tugging at the knot still lodged in Madelyn's little puppy pussy.

Lying on her side, spooned by her Momma, Madelyn looks down. She gasps.

Her belly is so big. She looks pregnant. Like, really pregnant. Her Momma caresses her taut belly.

"You like your big cum-belly, baby? You might actually look like this in a few months, if my seed takes. And if it doesn't, we can always try again."

"How long are we gonna be stuck?"

"Well, normally my knot lasts thirty or forty-five minutes, but in your tight, perfect little cunny?" Momma presses another kiss to the top of her head, then whispers into her ear. "Might be all day, baby."