Your Hammock Is Ready
by tannim
January 11, 2010

	"Skippy?" Matilda looked around the office only to find the handsome kangaroo not in.

	She smirked and tidied up the office.  At least, she un-tidied it.  The woman tugged all the junk out of the closet to make room for something she had thought about for a wild idea she'd had.  They really did need to get rid of some of that old camera gear anyway.  Heavy footsteps suggested Skippy may be coming back so she hurried to strip, the closet would have to be cleaned out enough.

	Her tight jeans were snug around her hips and took a bit of digging and tugging with her fingers before she could yank them down and toss them away.  Her shirt came off next, her bra a matter of seconds later.  Her ears flicked at the doorknob to the studio rattling as a key was worked in.

	"Hurry..." She muttered to herself.

	The roo woman stepped into the closet and grasped the bar.  She swung her legs back and forth rapidly, trying to build up momentum until her hips swung up high enough to... Matilda let herself hang slack.  She needed to try something else to get into position.

	Still holding onto the bar she stepped forward as far as her legs could reach, then pushed down on the ground with her tail.  The thick tail supported her weight as she lifted herself up higher with it.  She had to press her legs tightly together as she push herself up for the last little bit with her tail, but finally managed to get into position.

	The door opened moments after she was ready and she called out sweetly. "Skippy! You're Hammock is ready!"

	By the silence that followed she smiled.  She'd stunned him.  Her spread legs gave him the perfect view of her moist inviting womanhood.  Matilda's arms trembled a bit, at the sound of him coming closer.  She squealed in delight as his tongue pressed to her wet cleft and her legs clenched tightly around his face.

	The ball cap pressed to her belled as Skippy ran his tongue along her folds and over her erect clitoris.  He pulled out from her legs after a kiss to her sex and ran his hands along her belly and ass.  His fingers slipped under her tail to tease her tight pucker with his two little fingers before back around her broad hips.  He tickled up her spine and around over her shoulders and at last to her breasts.

	"My, such a comfortable Hammock indeed... I hope it can support my weight." He said after kissing her lips.

	The roo pressed his chest to her belly and gave an experimental hop up onto her. Her grip held and her tail kept the weight.  Though neither looked steady.  He went for it anyway, after kicking a mat under her, and sat on her middle.

	"You've been working out I see."  He spread out over her as well as he could.

	His stiff roo meat slipped between her legs while his balls above it squished into her pubic mound in a surprisingly pleasant way.  With his chest pressed to hers and his muzzle holding over her straining face, he pressed another kiss to her muzzle.  She stared up at him with lustful eyes.

	"No... well, maybe a little.  I just had to try IT." Her voice got higher at the end as she felt him enter her.

	Skippy thrust into her slowly, loving the way her pussy clenched around his long pointed dick.  Matilda was always trying new positions and he loved most of them.  'This one is pretty exotic for her', he thought as his hips pumped steadily against hers.  She couldn't thrust back. She couldn't touch him back.  She could only accept whatever he wanted to do with her.

	Matilda found she enjoyed giving up control during sex and hoped he realized it as he rode her steadily.  She was glad he wasn't going too hard, though.  The roo wasn't sure her tail could support too much more rocking... or her arms.  She also didn't want either of them to cum too soon.

	Matilda groaned when his hands roamed over her, his fingers stroked at her stiff nipples, along her shoulders and neck, over her back and ass and back again.  Skippy had gotten better at stimulating her with each new position they tried and he was pushing her buttons near perfectly.  Her groin and whole body buzzed with need from his fingers, though she had been quite hot and bothered to begin with.

	Her sex was burning with heat from the anticipation from before mixing with joy of fulfilled expectations.  The pleasure of mating built rapidly for her.  Feeling him enjoying his hammock, with her enjoying Being his hammock... She found herself struggling to breath from it all.  His wonderful weight on top of her and the sexual excitement making her breath heavily, both made it hard to draw in enough air.  Matilda wouldn't have pushed him off for a full breath even if she could, however, it felt too good.

	Skippy's soft full balls drug over her clitoris while below them his shaft stabbed into her time after time.  Matilda could feel the subtle bulges and veins dragging along her sensitive inner muscles, from his narrow tip to his wide base, grinding the pleasure into her.  Her sex dribbled a mix of her cream and Skippy's pre-seed down along her tail suddenly as he drove her over the edge.

	Matilda stiffened under him as she rode her pleasure.  Her fur felt so alive and all the nerves under her fur buzzed at his every movement.  The gut wrenching bliss from her orgasm held out for nearly four seconds before she came down.

	Skippy came down with her and thumped onto the mat he'd kicked under her.  He landed with his legs spread and hands pressed forward around her so he didn't crush her.  His own pleasure was still a ways off, but he always loved seeing Matilda have hers first.  It made him feel so much more of a man to make her feel so good.