[b][u][center]The Cheating Cow For Sinister By Draconicon[/center][/u][/b] Ardanis always hoped for Beth to go to the shower when she got back from the gym. If she did that, he knew that the cow-woman was too tired to start up her usual games with him and Naira, and he would be able to have a quiet night. When their new lodger opened the front door and called for him by name, the cat knew that he wasn’t going to be that lucky tonight. Sighing, he left his book behind, blushing as he felt the tug of the chastity cage around his cock, and made his way through the halls. The half-dressed bovine woman looked at him, smirking over her large breasts as she looked him up and down. “So, you’re standing up? Don’t you know where you belong in front of me?” His cheeks burning, the cat slowly went down to all fours, then to kneeling in front of the other woman. Beth was...very pushy when it came to her role, but if it wasn’t for the way that it made Naira happy, he wouldn’t have stood for it. Not at all. The cow walked right up to him, pulling at her zipper. Her cock and balls flopped out almost right off the bat, and she smirked at him again, smacking his cheek with her sweaty, fat dick. “Go on. Get to work. Your wife is gonna want it nice and slippery by the time we get up to her room.” “...Yes, Mistress Beth.” His cheeks still flaring with heat, he pulled her yoga pants down the rest of the way, revealing her balls properly. They were dripping with sweat, having made an imprint on the inside of the cow-woman’s pants. He groaned, trying to think about how he was going to get that out in the wash. She was...quite the figure, really, as she pulled her shirt and bra off. From the waist up, she looked completely like a human woman, save for the horns coming out of the sides of her head, From the waist down, she had the brown and spotted fur of a cow, as well as hooves and a tail...and a very human cock. He fondled her balls, pulling them up so that he could start licking them. The taste of sweat flooded his mouth almost instantly, fading from the hot, salty taste to the slightly cleaner but no less pervasive flavor of hot testicles. He groaned as he licked at her masculine parts, groaning more as her cock started rising up beside his face. Tilting his head as it grew, he worked both at cleaning it and lubing it up as it continued pushing upwards, gradually soaking it with spit and giving it as much attention as he could. [i]There’s no way that Naira can enjoy this for much longer...right?[/i] he wondered, staring at the thick shaft in front of him. It was beyond huge, and he was always amazed when it didn’t actually hurt his wife. That was part of the reason he was so dedicated to making sure that it was properly spit-lubed before she got up to the top floor. He never wanted his wife to be hurt during their little fun sessions, and he was always convinced Beth would do that with this dick one day. Before long, she was completely erect, and he was bobbing his head along the fat head of her shaft. He was almost swimming in her sweaty, musky smell, and only long-term experience kept him from losing his train of thought as he worked her over, servicing her. He gagged now and then as he swallowed her cock, but only for a few moments at a time. She was big, but not quite [i]that[/i] big. Without warning, she shoved him off of her shaft, smiling down at him. “Alright. I’ll meet you upstairs. Get my bag, cat. I want you to put on the little gift I brought you.” As the hooved menace made her way upstairs, he shook his head and looked down at the plastic bag that Beth had left by the door. He tried to think about what it could be, but decided it was better to just look. When he pulled out the strap-on that perfectly matched the cock that had just been in his mouth, though, he had to admit that he never would have thought of that. It even came with a harness, one that would put the strap-on just over his own caged cock. The thought that he would be wielding Beth’s dick on someone else was both terrifying and enticing at the same time. He shook his head as he pulled it on, knowing he really had no choice in the matter. The straps settled properly on his hips and thighs, and the weight of the dildo was enough to keep him aware of it but not enough to throw him off. All good. “Ardanis!” Beth shouted. He was due upstairs. Taking them two at a time, he ran up to the bedroom. His wife was on her back, her legs spread, and Beth laid by her side, rubbing her hands up and down between his wife’s legs. He blushed at the sight of the two women enjoying each other, knowing that he was not going to get the chance to have the same pleasure for some time. Not if the strap-on had any meaning. Beth waved him in, forcing him to kneel down by the foot of the bed. The hooved woman gestured at his wife. “Beg me to fuck her, pussy cat,” Beth said. “Beg me to fuck your wife and make her cum harder than you ever did.” It was rough, and he shivered in shame, worry, and some arousal. His cheeks burned as he thought about what he was going through, what he was letting happen to him… And he did as he was told. “Please, Beth, fuck my wife. She likes your cock so much more than mine. It’s so much bigger, and she needs the big guys and girls in her life. Please, use her hard, give her what I can’t.” “Heh, that’s a good boy. Come here, you big slut.” The two bovines rolled together, with Beth on the bottom and Naira on top. Cheating cows, the both of them, and there was nothing that he could do about it. When Beth waved him up, he knew what he was supposed to do. He reached down, grabbing her cock and nudging it up towards Naira’s pussy. He could feel how wet she was, how much she enjoyed this sort of play, and shivered as he watched her push down on the slippery head as it neared her. She took it with practiced ease, though still slower than a complete slut would have done. Her holes weren’t completely used to it yet, though he knew that it was only a matter of time before that happened, before there was no way that he would be able to fuck her and have her feel him. As Naira pushed down on the other woman’s cock, Beth snapped her fingers. “Hey, pussy cat. Get on top of her. I want her to get stuffed in both holes.” “Yes, Mistress Beth,” he muttered. He stood up, rubbing his hand along the strap-on. Much as he didn’t want to hurt his wife, he had to admit that the temptation to just ram it in dry was still there. He wanted to make her feel a bit of his humiliation… But he didn’t. He loved her too much to do that. Grabbing the lube off the nightstand, he slathered the strap-on with it until he felt nothing in the way of friction. Then, and only then, did he line his strap-on up with his wife’s ass and slam in. Naira gasped. She was not so used to that, he knew, and this was probably meant as a sort of humiliation for his wife as much as for him, making her take it in the hole that she wasn’t used to. She was gasping, panting, unable to catch her breath under him, particularly as Beth started hammering at her pussy. He did the same to her ass, though slower. He didn’t make it go any less deep, but he took his time, trying to keep up with their mutual mistress while not hurting his dear. She was panting, even looked back at him with a look that could have been arousal or could have been thanks, and she kissed him on the cheek. Nothing more than that, though. Soon, she was moaning, panting, squirting under him. Her pussy scent was erasing Beth’s masculine musk from the room, flooding it out with her own need. There was no hiding that smell. In and out, in and out. Gradually, he found his rhythm, feeling his cock in the cage sliding back and forth, swinging up and down to the tempo of his thrusts. The strap-on gave him nothing but the sight of his wife’s ass getting pulled and pushed, tugged and shoved back inside. In and out, in and out. Beth interrupted with the occasional smack, spanking Naira’s ass, and his wife would call out, gasping, yelping from the hard smack. And so it went, the pair of them fucking the Holstaurus between them, ramming her full of cock and strap-on, until - “MMMMMPH!” Naira covered her mouth as she came, and he was pretty sure that she was dripping down below. He [i]knew[/i] that Beth had cum, feeling her cum oozing out of his wife’s pussy, forcing his balls to be coated in it. They came to a slow halt, his cock throbbing slowly inside of the chastity cage as a response to everything that had happened so far, and the other two panting in their own afterglow. “Heh,” Beth chuckled. “You know what’s coming next, pussy cat.” “Yeah…” Ardanis groaned, lowering himself to the bed as Naira shifted around. Soon, she was squatting over his face, her pussy drooling cum down onto his mouth. He opened up, letting it fall onto his tongue. The fact that his cock cage was getting unlocked for a handjob was a small consolation prize to eating out creampies again. [b][u][center]The End[/center][/u][/b]