Foray City. It’s a fairly big city that could be called the sister city to Spoonervile. They were both officially declared settlements on the same day, developed at the same pace and shared a lot of trading between them in the early days. A lot of people often consider Spoonervile to be the “older sister” while Foray City is the younger sister. Where and when this started happening is lost to history. All that matters for this story, is that’s where Peter Pete Sr. and his new girlfriend, Roxanne, moved to after the rather messy divorce between him and his previous wife. Pete did love Peg. That was a fact but things just didn’t go the way either of them wanted. Pete wanted to be respected by his wife. Be treated like the king her deserves to feel like in his own home. Peg on the other hand treated him more like the court jester and things dried up between them worse than a drop of water on a hot sidewalk on a hot summer’s day. The divovre was a bit nasty but it was better for the both of them. Besides now Pete has his beautiful, younger wife to love and take care of. The day he set his sights on her, Pete knew he had to take Roxanne for himself. And the big cat daddy did just that. Right in his own car while taking her home. Once she got a taste of him, she couldn’t stop herself from coming around for seconds. Now that she’s moved with him to Foray City, she’s already gonna be a mama soon thanks to Pete not bothering with a condom time and again. Once they’d moved, Pete found himself working as a consultant at a firm. All he had to do was talk to people on business, give some advice and boom! Big money! Pete’s never felt more like a man than he has in the last few months since moving in with his beautiful young wife. More money flowing, a loving relationship and a nice house with just him and his beauty to his beast. For the first time in years, Pete’s never felt more happy. ________________ Sunday, April 7th Pete drove back home after a very long and infuriating discussion with a recent client. Rare for him to be the sane one in a discussion but the client wanted to make a pizzeria gym fusion place that just didn’t make sense. Grease food is fine. The gym is fine. They don’t work together. “Oh all the stupid ideas I’ve been hearing, that’s number one on the scale! I swear, Goofy could make something better and make more sense!” Pete couldn’t believe he’d just complemented his old ‘friend’. Pete wished the weather could have been better but Spring was just getting started. Heat was just starting to ramp up and his new car doesn’t have any working air conditioning. He had to pull on his collar just to feel a bit of relief as he drove down the road, window open to catch some air. “I swear, I can’t wait for a break. Money is good but the clients…” Pete grumped something fierce to himself as she came up to his new home. It wasn’t the biggest or largest but it felt right. Dark red brick house, blue roof top and a well managed front yard that looked inviting. He hadn’t met his neighbors since they’d been gone due to leaving for the summer but he didn’t mind since it gave him and Roxanne time to get nice and cozy in their love nest. Speaking of, just as Pete rolled up his beautiful new wife came out of the house. Compared to just a few months back, she looked like an entirely different woman. Her bouncy brown hair pulled back into a big soft afro to better show off her cute face. Dark red lipstick layered onto her curled smile. Those soft sweet eyes looking at her husband like she’s imagining all of the things they’d be doing tonight. Instead of her usual clothing, Roxanne had taken to dressing in easy to slip in and out of clothes. Short shorts that acted more like paneites than anything. Some days she didn’t even bother buttoning them up. Her only shirts would be either any of Pete’s spares or maybe she’d wear a sundress. But today she chose to wear a light yellow small shirt to show off her growing tummy for all the world to see. “Welcome back big Papa Pete!” She exclaimed, hands behind her. “If there’s anything that makes a work day worth it, it’s seeing your cute face, sugar lips!” Pete closed his car door and gave her a kiss on the lips that lasted a few moments longer than either of them intended. “Why don’t we call in some pizzas, settle in for the night and enjoy ourselves?” “Ahh, but that would spoil what I have for you already~!” Roxanne pleaded as she pulled from behind her a big cold can of Pete’s favorite beer. “I already had a good dinner all made, lamb chops with that sauce you like with broccoli and for dessert, I got you a big helping of vanilla cake sprinkled with chocolate chips!” Pete had to try to hide his tears of happiness as she gently pulled him towards the house. Coming inside, Pete felt a sense of relief he hadn’t felt since his final devorce hearing. Stepping out of the office, Pete felt like he could breathe again for the first time since things started going down south with him and Peg. With Roxanne, she became that fresh air that breathed new life into him. The house felt cool. A few pieces of furniture filled the somewhat empty living room but every other day, the two of them would go to town and fill it with whatever they liked. Tables, nice TV’s with the money flow. Pete wanted her to sit and eat with him on his lazy boy but Roxanne chose to go back to the bedroom and rest while her belly settled down. The baby didn’t give her mouth trouble but some days it would make her need to lay down and be off her feet. Part of Pete felt bad for making her cook, which is why they tried to go out and eat more or let him cook when he came home. But every single day, she never failed to make her man a meal that would leave him stuffed and happy. After a hot meal, Pete settled back into his chair. His mind wandered to the years with Peg. How upsetting and hard it was for him. How he felt less and less like himself and just being this shell of himself. Peg wasn’t evil or anything. Just no flame was between them anymore and well… They drifted apart. As he slept, Pete thought back to his past. But in place of Peg, Roxanne took her place. The two of them being all lovey dovey. Kissing under the bleachers as Pete was in the prime of his youth. The smell of her shampoo all over his face. A nice picnic under a tree on their favorite hill top, ending with the two of them nearing a kiss as the sun began to set… “Rrghhh…” Pete was roused out of his drowsy day dream by Roxanne, tucked between his legs and eagerly sucking on his musty cock, taking him down to the root as she looked up at him with a smile on her face and a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. She pulled away, letting his hot, now throbbing cock slip from between her lips. “Well well… Ain’t that something nice to wake up to Sugar lips.” Pete chuckled as he runs his hands over her face and head. Roxanne looked so helpless and eager in the palm of his hands. She pushed her face up against his still throbbing heavy cock, feeling and admiring the weight on her face, stuffing under his scent. “Mmmm Daddy… I didn’t want to sleep alone and you can’t sleep in the chair all night. It’ll be bad for your back~” “Well now, ain’t that sweet of my cute dotting candy cane.” Pete could feel her hot breath brushing his wrist and forearm. She wanted him so bad and didn’t bother trying to hide it. A dark blush on her face. She looks like she needs him more than anything else. Unable to help herself, Roxanne played with herself while her mouth worshiped her husband. Pete had to hold himself back from going all out on her and instead spoiled her with her favorite kind of dirty talk. He called her his beautiful little queen, his big soft joy and his one and only. Pete gave her a smile as she swooned to his words, pleasuring him back with her throat. She lightly gagged but the many times she’s done this for him gave Roxanne plenty of practice. After roughly fifteen minutes or so of play, Roxanne suddenly stopped. Pete was about to demand she continue when she stood up and motioned him to follow her to bed. “Let’s tire you out so you get the best night's sleep my big sweet dark chocolate teady bear… Teach me to be a good girl.” She growled, disappearing into the hallway towards their room. Pete couldn’t help but laugh like a lunatic as he pulled off his clothes and threw them into the hamper, chasing after his wife like a man possessed. Entering the room, he immediately saw the lustful pregnant teen in bed, her soft ass raised up high and wiggling in anticipation for him. “Look at you being a bad girl. You've been missing me that bad all day?” He teased, grabbing a nice handful of her ass as he got onto their queen sized bed. He couldn’t resist giving her juicy backside a quick slap, laughing at the adorable squeak that slipped out of her mouth. “Oh god yes!” she pleaded, pushing back and shaking. “The pregnancy made me want you even more than before. My hormones neve give me more than a couple minutes to rest before I think back to that night. Where you took me in the back of your car… Fucked me like a sex doll… Breed me like the bitch I am…” Roxanne turned to give Pete a hard, long stare, biting her lip as she felt his monster throbbing right at her entrance. “Then how about we travel down memory lane together?” The young girls eyes widened as her husband stuffed her full in a smooth motion. Her eyes glazed over as she coiled around him, clenching and squeezing rapidly as her sexual desires were finally being sastified. The still bitter taste of his musky cock on her lips, the smell of his tired sweaty body… The night in his car kept playing over in her head. The fallout of her awakening to him. His fur, his smell, his greedy attitude claimed her all in one night. “P… Papa Pete…!!” The fat cat’s ears perked up at his. “Hmmmm! I like the sound of that… Mama Rox.” Roxane clenched her teeth, gripping at the bed sheets as she pushed back, only to be put in her place by Pete’s hand giving her other ass cheek a nice hard slap. The older male loved the view. Her soft hair held up in acute style, her slender frame pushing back against him with every thrust and her happy little moans… So cute and needy. Pete didn’t give his pregnant wife any rest. Thanks to her being in her stable period, he could really give it to her. The doctor said that it was even good for her! Once Pete had settled into a rhythm, he slowly picked up the pace. Panting and grunting as Roxanne gasped and held onto him for dear life. Her milk heavy tits swung below her, dancing along with her precious baby bump. Seeing them gave him confidence. Gave him reason to make life better for them. By now, Roxanne couldn’t even hold her upper body up as Pete slammed into her with all he could muster, leaving the love drunk dog girl in a stupor. Eyes half closed, mouth open and drooling as she felt her dear hubby big fat cock down to the root and every vein. He wasn’t going to let her off so easily. Pete came to a slow stop and instead of letting her catch her breath, Pete pulled her back, towering over her in a sitting position with him right behind her. “I love you, my candy queen.” He whispered into her ear before kissing her neck, leaving the girl shivering and shuttering under the complement. She reached back to hold him, inadvertently clawing at his back but the pain just excited him, making him switch from kissing to nibbling on her neck. Unable to hold herself back, Roxanne pushed back, eagerly ready to satisfy her big daddy. Facing away from him, she got into a crouching positing and used every ounce of power she could to bounce on his lap, giving him a nice hot view of her back as she did all the work. Pete couldn’t help but throw his arms behind his head as he occasionally pushed back, hearing her crying out how much she loves him, calling him all sorts of pet names. Eventually, the couple got into a more comfortable position with Pete laying back and Roxanne now turning to face him. She bounced like a girl on her daddy’s knee, rolling her hips as the incoming final climax threatened to finish her off before she could finish him. Pete didn’t have much stamina left either and she knew it. Instead of trying to turn it into a race to the finish, Pete was going to give her all he has left. Grabbing her hips, Pete helped his lovely honey bunny bounce, matching her rhythm as the steam between them built up. Hotter and faster it wasn’t taking much for the both of them to fight their urges to finish. Roxanne would be the one to take it a step further and lean forward, pressing her heavy belly against his carefully, pulling his soft face into her for a series of hot kisses while Pete used her like a cock sleeve. “Daddy… Daddy..!!” “That’s right baby… Say my name! Say your daddy’s name!” Pete yelled, his cock flexing and starting to throb. “PETE~!! PETE!!!” Calling out his name, Roxanne’s reward is that all too familiar sensation she’s been hungry for all day. The tell-tell throbs, Pete’s strained voice as he grunts, the sound of her own heartbeat deafening her ears. She wasn’t ready for the torrent of hot, love cream to surge out of him like a rocket, filling her already occupied womb with the billions of babies in the making eager to join their future older sibling. Roxanne had to grab Pete’s hand, moving them to her chest for him to squeeze and play with as she sat up, desperate to not let any of what she could get away, spilling onto the bed sheets. Again and again, she felt the surge push her over the edge. She couldn’t stop panting rapidly, cumming from the hot surge going off inside her over and over and hearing her big daddy’s moans and grumbles as he gave her what she needed deep inside again. Tired and madded in sweat, the two of them stayed in place. Pete could feel her hungry pussy trying to suck all of his essence out of him while Roxanne could still feel the phantom pulsations of his fat cock still going off, trying to push out every last drop that she could possibly get from him. Pete’s hands moved from her chest, down to her belly, feeling the taught surface under his hands while looking up at the goddess of beauty and youth sitting on top of his lap. Roxanne moved her own hand on top of his, feeling its massive size and strength. A comforting sensation washed over her as she looked him in the eyes. A warm smile covered her seat soaked face as the two of them sat in the loving moment. All she could think about was the butterflies in her tummy from asking him about having more babies after their first is born. But knowing how eager he is to have her, she didn’t even need to ask. It was just a matter of time. Time and patience for her to be the new matriarch of the Pete name. Pete felt the same way. While she didn’t want to get off of him, she needed to lay on her side just to sleep. With some help, she managed to lay beside her husband, sharing a series of long, deep passionate kisses between them. The bedroom was silent and calming. The fat cat let out a yawn, the drowsiness of the day finally hitting him like a ton of bricks dropped on him by Goofy. “Get some sleep king kitty. You still have work tomorrow.” She booped him on the nose, causing him to chuckle. “As long as the last thing I see is your pretty face… I know I’m… Gonna… Sleep… Like a ba…” Roxanne pulled the covers up on the two of them. A big smile on her hubby’s face, as she snuggled up to him. The warmth of his big soft body being the best heater around. For a moment, someone flashed in the back of her mind. A boy who used to be the apple of her eye. But the moment she began to picture him, he took the form of a young Pete. Her toes curled at the mere idea of a younger Pete rutting her stupid over and over, night after night, just like her big kitty did when they officially got together and blessed their new home with many nights of ongoing sexcapades. This is her new life now. And nothing in the world made her wish for anything different. Besides a few babies from her dead daddy of course. ________________