1 comments/ 30310 views/ 18 favorites Errands By: brklyn_romp Mister was still a bit under the weather, but it has become more and more obvious that we needed each other. Tonight. He came into the living room and sat down next to me on the couch, taking his cock out to show me. He was hard and I was on my knees at his feet before a thought crossed my mind. As I was sucking him off, he told me what he was envisioning for our evening. "I think you should get me off now so I'll last longer for you later." Looking up at him through my lashes, eyes darkened with lust, I couldn't find any reason to disagree. I liked where this was going. I continued working his length. "Why don't you put both your toys in before you go to the store? That way you'll be ready when you get back," Misters voice edging on wicked. Moisture pooled between my thighs as I remembered the last time I'd tried this -- a large anal trainer and Smartballs at the same time. I'd over estimated my control and had barely made it to a restroom before squirting wildly the moment I removed the Smartballs from my cunt. It had shocked me then. Back in the present I smiled to myself, moaned around his cock and nodded, accepting his challenge. I sucked and teased Mister's cock, gently cupping his balls with my left and his shaft with my right. After warming him up to rigid, I moved my hands and mouth together, Mister's hands fisted into my hair. He didn't take long. Mister came, shooting hot, ropey cum down my throat. I ate it all, slowing my motions to a halt before finally releasing him. I looked up again through my lashes, and licked my lips. Smiling, I stood and went into the bedroom. I retrieved my trainer and Smartballs from the nightstand, grabbed the lube, and jumped up on the bed. I started with the anal plug, lubing it up and working it in and out my backdoor. I must have still been stretched from the night before because the plug sank home on the second slow thrust and I sighed contentedly. I massaged the flange between my cheeks, making sure everything was nice and slick. I didn't want to dry out and ruin the evening while running my errands. Moving to my pussy, already dripping with arousal, I slipped the Smartballs into my vagina. It took a moment to move them past the bulge of the buried trainer, and it felt amazing. I forced myself to get up - I had errands to run and if I'd stayed on the bed any longer, I would never leave the house. I decided the cold air might be stimulating, so I threw on a short dress and shoes. An image of the plug slipping out onto the floor of Home Depot flashed in my mind and I chickened out at the last moment and slipped on a pair of panties. I grabbed my coat and keys, pecked Mister on the cheek and headed out the door. Three steps down and I could already feel the balls vibrating against all the right spots. I clenched and unclenched my ass cheeks and bounded down the steps and onto the street. The wind was much colder than anticipated and I gasped, then shuddered as it whipped around my legs and across my overheated core. I squeezed my thighs together, squared my shoulders and made for the car. I knew from another recent experience that the cold leather seat on my plugged ass would be arresting. I braced myself and slid onto the seat, clamping my mouth shut to stifle the sounds that wanted to break free. Slamming the door, safely encased in the car, I shifted slowly on the seat, letting the cold seep into my core. For a moment, I rethought my decision to go out like this, but just as quickly regained my resolve and pulled away from the curb. I parked at Home Depot and exited the car. I wondered if Mister knew the kind of looks I get at this place if he's still have challenged me to go out like this. (He hates the hardware store and never goes with me.) I'd never been catcalled or eye-fucked before moving to Brooklyn. The feminist in me knows street harassment is wrong. My inner slut revels in the attention. Today the stares came, but no catcalls, for which I was thankful. I knew I was flushed, the weight of the balls rolling around deliciously inside of me, the plug jiggling with the movement of my ample globes. I tried to meet the eyes that caught mine. Toilet paper, light bulbs, and chocolate for my sick Mister. I grabbed my goods and headed for the checkout. My steps slow and deliberate, each one adding to the pressure building in my cunt. Momentarily I wondered if my juices would run down my leg, and if I'd care, my panties a squishy mess. We've been working on being sex-positive. I have a lot of sexual baggage and I blame my religious upbringing. I smiled to myself when, upon examining my emotions in that moment, shame and guilt were nowhere to be found. Fortunately for my screaming cunt and flushed face, there was no line at the self-checkout, saving me a strained conversation. At the exit I handed the checker, a handsome black man, my receipt and smiled. His eyes swept down me so quickly I might have imagined it, before marking my receipt and wishing me a good evening. I blushed, ducked my head and thanked him. I'm pretty sure I could feel his eyes watching my ass as I walked out of the store. Mister and I have talked about swinging. He wants to watch me take a huge black cock. I smiled to myself thinking about fulfilling that fantasy in the near future and unlocked my car. This time I was ready for the cold seat, but it was still shocking and soothing all at once. I headed toward to grocer to get Mister some juice, rocking out to a remix of Daft Punk's "Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger." I chuckled at the timing. As I turned up the street to the market, I saw an open parking spot near one of the 24-hour sex shops. I'd never been to this specific one without my Mister because they have peep booths in the back and whores out front, but I couldn't stop myself. I wanted a bigger anal plug and some thick lube. As soon as I walked into the store, I could hear a porno coming from the back booths. I browsed the near-barren shelves, finding the only body-safe plug in the joint and grabbed some Gun Oil. I'd read it has a thick consistency with no taste. Perfect. At the check out I threw in a cock ring with a long clit vibe, looking forward to trying it out. Back in the car once more and up the block to the grocer. By the time I was checking out for the third time, I was fairly certain my juices were going to run down my leg. My anus clenched around the plug and my vagina was engorged around the balls. I needed to get home. Seated once more in the car, I slowly rocked my cunt against the seat and sped away. The closest parking spot was a block away, so I grabbed my bags and braced myself for the cold wind. I tried to enjoy the sensations as the frozen fingers caressed my thighs and ass. Each step up the stairs caused the balls to roll, striking my g-spot. Entering the apartment I slipped off my shoes, hung up my coat, called 'hello' to Mister and went into the bathroom to clean my new plug. One foot up on the tub, I removed the trainer, popping it over my sphincter half a dozen times before setting it aside. The new plug, newly cleaned and bigger than anything I have ever worn, stared at me. I pulled out the Smartballs and spread my natural lubrication over myself, lubed up the plug and slowly slid it into my rectum. It stretched me just enough to send a shockwave from the top of my head to the bottoms of my feet. I moved it in and out a few more times before settling it into place. Exiting the bathroom, I called another 'hello' out to Mister. Still no answer. Curious. I went into the bedroom, stripping off the rest of my clothes, feeling the new plug with every step, and rounded the corner into the cave. There was Mister, lights out, buck naked in his chair, and stroking himself while watching a porno of a swinger party. I broke into a wide grin and chuckled. I felt a twinge from the plug, reminding me how big it was, and I rubbed my thighs together, trying to create friction. I moved in, kissed Mister's cheek and bent over to kiss his swollen member. The clip ended and Mister pulled up another. This one had a swinger couple meets porn-stars plot. Four hot babes, three voyeurs, and two hung studs. Yummy. I gingerly took my seat. I had to lean forward, the plug striking something deep and not quiet pleasurable. I rocked into my chair, forcing my muscles to relax. Mister noticed my rigid movements and cocked an eyebrow at me. I ducked my head and admitted the pit stop at the local sex shop. He chuckled and we turned back to the screen. The movie was hot. As we masturbated, we talked about which positions we'd like to take once we bring someone else into our lovemaking. With a five and one-half inch plug up my rectum and my mouth around Misters cock it wasn't hard to imagine being in the middle, Mister taking me from behind while I ate another woman. My cunt pulsed with anticipation. The camera switched again, and again, and again. Two women -- the wife and a porn star kneeling at the husband's feet. Mister liked that. The women took turns rubbing their lips up and down the husband's shaft, lapping the head and balls in turn as they ate him like an ear of corn. I smiled wickedly and promised Mister he'd get his double blowjob, soon. The stud on his back on some type of large ottoman with a hottie on his cock and another on his mouth. I asked Mister which one I was. "Both, baby" the words drawn out in a promise. The wife seated on the couch, her head thrown back in pleasure, a porn star astride the back of the couch - riding her face. The husband behind her, groping her breasts and suckling on her neck, the Stud is fucking the life out of the wife. "I want that" I told Mister, stroking my swollen lower lips. "Mhmm. Me, too," Mister's impassioned response. All of a sudden, the party on the screen breaks up -- someone's arrived at the swingers' house. We chuckle at the reality of the situation. And move into our bedroom. I comment that we need a TV in here for nights like this. Mister agreed. I lay Mister down on his back and climbed up between his legs. I massaged his legs, starting at his well-formed calves, stroking and kneading my way up his thighs and nestling in before taking him in my mouth once more, his hands caressing my shoulders and back as I work him to another bulging erection. I can't take it any more. The build-up has been coming for hours. He's barely touched me, but I'm at peak arousal. I crawl up his body and position him at my opening. I'm nervous. I still have the big plug in my ass. Once I take him, it'll be the fullest I've ever been. I thrust down, taking all of him, gasping at the sensations racking my body. "It's so good," I moaned in pleasure. Rocking on my Mister's throbbing cock, he grasped my hips, gives my ass a few slaps for good measure. I kept him deep, pulsing and clenching around him. I could feel everything, my skin, my cunt, inside and out pulsing and clenching. I tried to relax, to regulate my breathing, to back off the edge. I'd been riding there for at least 15 minutes. I was a wanton creature again. Writhing and taking from my Mister. Then I gushed. It wasn't explosive like you see in porn, but the wetness was unmistakable. This has only happened to me a few times before. I guess the Smartballs/anal plug combo hits the right spot. Mister moaned in appreciation. I took long slides up and down his shaft, the look of ecstasy on his face driving me on. I felt like a goddess. I slid and thrust, grinding down, Mister met my movements, murmuring words of encouragement. I don't think he quiet gets how I edge, and enjoy it, for so long. Men are just different I guess. Mister took my nipples in his mouth, slapped my ass again and sheepishly told me he's close. I grinned. Empowered and loving that I do this to him, to us. I back off my wild motions. I know I'm not quite there yet. It's always been hard for me to cum. Only with my Mister have I been able to cum during intercourse without a toy, and it's rare. I feel it, just out of reach. I want it. He indicates he's backed off his peak. I grasp the headboard behind him and throw everything into riding him to orgasm. I buck and freeze, the pressure so great. I force myself to keep moving, faster and faster, squeezing him deep within my core, dragging my over stimulated lips and clit across his pelvic bone with purpose. I feel ripples pulsing out from my core and moan in appreciation. It's not the cum I feel building, but it's unexpected and delicious in it's subtlety. I kiss Mister's cheek and take pity on him, he hasn't been feeling his best after all, and whisper in his ear, "cum for me." He bucks up, and I resume my joyride, clenching so deep, just like I know he likes it. I sit up, my hands strategically over his chest, pushing down but also rubbing as I ride. His fists tighten into my ample hips. He lets go. It's a big one. I ride him, taking my cues from his grip on my hips, slowing down, but still deliberate in my movements. He stills me astride him, and I collapse with him still inside of me. I sigh and nuzzle his neck and chest for another minute. I try to keep my hips still. I know he's sensitive, but the effort makes me whimper. Mister smiles up at me, "you're not done." It's a statement. I confirm it. "Go for it," his encouragement to finish like I need it. I roll off him, gently. I lie on my back, knees up. We play with my nipples a little bit. Then I reach down to play with my anal plug. The edge I've been riding is too big. I'm afraid of it so I need to back off. I take the plug out. I force all of my muscles to relax. I feel empty. I reinsert the anal plug, stroking myself; I move slow, big circles over my vulva. I'm still so wet. I taste myself, mixed with Mister. Delicious. Taking my stubby, bulged dildo out of the nightstand, I slowly insert it into my vagina. The sensation nearly overwhelms me. The dildo is shorter than my Mister, but it's girthier. I'm stretched the furthest I've ever been. I can feel every ripple of the dildo buried inside my cunt. Mister lays beside me, gently stroking my arm, then my breast. I grab the wand, and flick it on to low. Pulling my cunt taunt with my left hand, I gently touch the wand to myself and cry out. The sensation, amazing and overwhelming, is too much and not enough. I start to move. Thrusting my hips in time with the motions of the wand, Mister lies besides me, watching. He loves this show. The pressure building inside me is monumental. It takes several minutes, but this combo of toys is my favorite and the release is consuming when it comes. I screech and thrash as I attempt to keep the wand in place to ride the wave as it consumes me. As my movements settle, I clicked off the wand. Mister kisses my shoulder and jokes that I need to start laughing when I cum, or the neighbors will think he's hurting me. Impossibly, I blush. "That bad?" I ask awkwardly. "Don't worry, baby. I love the noises you make," my Mister reassures me. He knows I can't control it, he knows I need to be vocal, and he knows it's something I've been working to overcome. His support means everything. I nod and take the dildo and plug out, rubbing my thighs together and stretch. "Another?" Mister asks, slightly shocked. The last one racked my body for nearly 60 seconds. I cup my vulva and a spasm rocks me, hard. "I think so," I mutter. He shakes his head, but there is love in his eyes, and goes to exit the bedroom to clean up and get some water. I play with my folds, making sure I have another in me. I definitely do. I re-lube the plug and thrust it in and out of my anus, squirming with pleasure. I settled it between my cheeks and grab the dildo. I have to insert it in stages. I'm so swollen inside. Several slow thrusts, and the dildo nestled between my folds. Click goes the wand and I'm gone. I'm right at the peak of sensation within seconds. I try to regulate my breathing, to control my motions. I steady my hand with the wand and buck my hips. I feel the band draw back one more time and let go. A whimper/moan and my whole body shudders, kicking out my legs, I ride this one for several long beats before sighing contentedly. I still for several long moments, quieting my ragged breathe before cleaning myself up. My skin is warm and tingly, my face flushed, racing heart slowing. Mister comes back into the bedroom, "you good?" I think he's surprised at how quickly I came because he wasn't gone very long. "Perfect," I smile at him. He comes back to bed and I wrap myself around him, satisfied and content. Errant Thoughts A dashing, well-dressed, incredibly handsome young man steps into the frame. A faint hint of amusement lies beneath his serious expression. This unbelievably (as in 'wow, much handsome such suave' rather than 'I absolutely don't buy this for a moment, you hack') handsome young man, who may or may not be the author addresses the reader. "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen," he says, his voice careful yet rich in tones. "We have all of us experienced those moments of self-doubt. Sitting under a remote bus terminal, watching the heavy rain fall around us while thinking, 'I wish-' before stopping yourself. 'What if we only get one wish in life and wishing for the rain to stop just happened to be my one wish?' Our minds are not our friends, dear reader. Thoughts come unbidden and often unwelcome. Uncharitable thoughts. Nightmarish thoughts. That receptionist may seem pleasant and simple and yet, beneath his cheerful eyes he may be mentally placing you as a victim in an imagined sequel to the latest Saw movie." The host pauses for effect, his piercing gaze locked on yours as a small 's' shaped curl dangles above both eyes. "These thoughts are happily locked away in our minds, forever ours. But, what if, cherished reader, what if fate were not so simple? What if our fears were real and some alien mind is listening? And, worse, what if they have the power to do something about it?" With a grin that is equal parts humor and sadism, the host finishes. "The story you are about to read captures one such moment. Welcome, then," the author says, his hands raised for dramatic effect. You're practically on the edge of your seat, sucked into the narration. "The Crazy Zone!" You tremble with anticipation, unable to... wait... the "crazy zone"?! What kind of nonsensical, Kindergarten name is- Errant Thoughts All along Harmony's gums, new teeth grew flat and large and strong. Her tongue thickened at the back of her muzzle and then unrolled as it lengthened to match the rest of her head. A line of white fur sprouted from the bridge of her nose. As it grew out, it lightened to brown to cover the rest of her face. Harmony groaned, her large, slightly bulbous eyes fluttering behind heavy eyelids. The pain in her jaw was almost gone. Everything looked slightly different now that her face was reshaped and her nose occupied a good portion of her view. She touched herself gently, feeling the soft, slightly wet velvet skin of her nose and then down to her teeth. "Can I sthtill talk?" She asked herself out loud. "Sthtill. Sthill. Still." She repeated until she was able to pronounce the word better. White fur sprouted from above her huge breasts in a heart-shaped pattern. As with her nose, it lightened as it spread out until it matched the brown of the rest of her fur. Down it marched to surround and cover her breasts, leaving only her nipples bare. Long, thick black hair grew from the base of her head to the middle of her back - a horse's mane. She felt it grew from her neck and along her spine, sliding against her skin as it flattened on the couch. Sharp pain in her arms told her what was next. Harmony closed her eyes and breathed through her nose. She could feel herself taking great huge breaths of air. Her soft nose flared as she breathed and she whinnied, shaking her head through some of the more sharp pains. Her arms thickened. They bulged with muscles as the bones grew larger and more dense to handle to new frame. She could feel things stretching and moving and breaking beneath her skin. Fingers growing longer as her hands widened. A crawling itching sensation moved down from her muzzle to her shoulders and then her growing arms and she knew her fur was spreading. She gripped the couch when she could and shook her head again until the pain stopped. Harmony's ears twitched as she looked at her massive arms. She turned her hands over and over, watching as the fur covered every bare inch of her skin. The fur on her arms was shorter and softer than her legs and, now that she noticed, it was the same on her upper body. Her leg fur was wiry and tough where her upper body fur was silky. It was hard to stop from petting her own body to feel the way the fur felt and the way it pulled and moved against the skin beneath it. The young woman's ears twitched again and then stretched. The tips rounded as her ears grew out and up. The ridges within her ear flattened as they changed. Tiny new nerves and muscles attached at the base of her ears and they swiveled, higher than they were. Soft brown fur sprouted from them until they were covered. Her ears swiveled again as the door opened. "I'm back!" Joshua called. Harmony's eyes widened. She stood, wobbling for a moment on her new legs. Her hooves cracked against the floor as she turned to her husband. Her heavy breasts swayed as she turned. She felt naked and exposed and yet oddly covered and warm, all at the same time. "I-" Joshua said. "What the ever loving fuck?!" Harmony held out her hands. "Joshthua, it'sth me! I'm-" "What a happy coincidence!" Said a small voice behind Harmony. The young woman turned. She'd forgotten about the creature. Turning back to her husband, she opened her mouth to talk and then stopped. The front of Joshua's pants bulged. He grunted and then looked down. "What?" He asked. "What the hell?" Her husband unzipped himself and a thick, pink and black cock flopped out from above his boxer-briefs. "What the fuck is this?!" Harmony's hands smacked into her muzzle in horror. "Oh, Joshth, babe, I'm stho sthorry. Ugh. So. Sorry." She repeated. She watched as the man's cock swelled and the head of his cock shifted, flattening as it flared out. A bulge appeared at the base of his pants. "Ow! Jesus!" Joshua pulled at his pants and underwear, yanking them both off. His testicles were huge and black. As Harmony watched, his gigantic cock began to harden, lifting into the air. The man's tennis shoes burst apart as his feet widened violently. Harmony saw that his toes were all joined and his toenails were already growing to cover his feet. A tug at Harmony's spine distracted her from her husband's changes. She felt skin moving against the silky fur of her large, rounded ass. She reached behind and felt the fuzzy new skin growing from her back. A tail, she thought. Of course. Of course a tail. It pushed out quickly and a thick growth of fur sprouted just as fast from the new appendage. As it grew, it whipped behind her, back and forth, thrashing to show her frustration and anger. Where her body fur was lighter than her hair, the fur of her tail was exactly the same color as her hair. Harmony looked back at her husband. He was on his hands and knees now, gritting his teeth in pain. His legs were thick with muscle and she could see his back widening to accommodate his changes. His tail grew as his back stretched and she watched in fascination as the hairless tail pushed out and moved. Her husband's cock lay against the ground. Her eyes kept getting drawn to it. "It- It hurts," her husband moaned. Harmony went to him, clopping against the ground until she was in front of him. She bent awkwardly to her knees and hugged him, stroking his back as he writhed and shuddered in pain. Joshua hugged her back, his arms twitching as they grew thick with muscle. "Shh," she told him. Talking was becoming easier for her, she found. "It'll pass. It'll be okay." Harmony held her husband while he changed. He moaned and cried but his arms never left her. When she felt him stop moving, Harmony leaned back to look at him. He held his head, now a muzzle, low to the ground as he panted. He was a fine roan coated stallion to her chestnut mare. "Are you okay, babe?" "Isth.. Isth... Dammit... Is that you, Harmony?" Joshua asked. His ears were tall and alert as he looked at her. Harmony nodded. "What? What happened?" "That creature," Harmony turned and pointed but the small fairy was gone. She whinnied in surprise and looked around but he was nowhere in sight. "Hey! Hey you little... thing! Are you here?!" "The little winged thing I saw earlier?" "Oh thank god. You saw it, too?" Joshua nodded. "For a minute. Until. Holy shit. Look at the size of this goddamned thing." Joshua and Harmony looked down at the man's cock. The young woman thought it had to be the thickness of a Coke can. Had to be. She turned away as she felt herself begin to get excited by the sight and thought of it in her. She couldn't tell why she was ashamed by it. It was her husband and it wasn't his fault he was like this but... "And look at you. Wow. Hey, are you okay, sweetheart?" "Yeah," Harmony said. "Yeah. It hurt but I'm okay. My knees aren't liking this. I gotta stand up." "Hello!" a small voice said. "I'm sorry, I had to step out for a moment and I have to leave again in a second. I just wanted to see if everything worked out? Oh, yes. You both look absolutely marvelous." "You!" Harmony and Joshua said at the same time. Harmony continued. "Change us back!" The small flying creature bowed his head. "I cannot. But, take heart fair lady! The enchantment shall wear off by the morrow!" "The- Are you-" "And now I needs must go!" Without a further word, the fairy winked out of existence. Joshua and Harmony looked at each other. "Well," Joshua said. His black and pink and light brown cock hung to the ground. "Yeah," Harmony replied. She was far taller than she had been as a human but her husband was still taller. Harmony stomped her right foot and her tail flicked behind her. Joshua shifted his stance in a similar motion. "Look at us, huh?" Joshua said, spreading his arms out in front of himself. "I look like Ahhhnold. Wait, wait, lemme try it. Get to da pasture!" Harmony smiled, her long lips pulling back to show her teeth. "And look at you, sweetheart," Joshua said. "They, umm, they're... They..." "My tits are huge," Harmony said. "Yeah. I know. Furry and huge. I guess I should be grateful for all this muscle, I barely feel them." The young woman hefted her firm tits. As she did, Joshua shifted his weight again. His cock was hardening and Harmony couldn't look away. It sort of pulled itself up slowly until it was erect, throbbing in front of her husband. She felt liquid pool between her thighs. A heat flushed up her cheeks. Her pussy slowly began to ache. Harmony cleared her throat. "Can I- Can I touch it?" "My, you mean my cock?" Joshua asked. "Harmony. We're married. It's basically your cock. Of course you can. I'd, uhh, be happy if you touched it right now, actually." His eyes alternated between her massive chest and the thick black lips showing just below the tuft of brown fur between her legs. Harmony reached out to lightly touch her husband's cock. It reminded her slightly of how her nose felt. Soft and smooth but hard. She squeezed it lightly and her husband shifted again, his hoof clacking on the floor. Harmony looked up at her husband and then turned, pulling him along by his cock. He followed without a word. She could feel her ass cheeks sliding smoothly against each other and against her tail. She exaggerated her walk slightly, showing off her new wide hips as they both clip-slopped down the hallway. She found walking on her hooves to be similar to walking in heels except her body intuitively found the right motion for the hooves. She glanced back at her husband and smiled again when she caught him staring hard at her ass. She squeezed his thick, hard cock and he let out an unexpected neigh that had them both giggling. Once they reached the bedroom, Harmony sat at the edge of the bed. The handmade frame creaked slightly under her weight. She spread her legs and pulled her husband toward her. His cock was nearly muzzle-height and she could see a thick, clear glob of pre-cum on the oddly flat tip of it. She looked up at him - her Olympian god of a husband. Every single one of his muscles stood out and that was exciting all by itself. She loved him and his little love handles and comfortable belly but she'd be lying if she said that seeing him as muscular as he was now didn't make her ache even more for him. "So, the way I sthee it," Harmony said. "We're stuck until tomorrow morning. We can't go out. We can't ignore what happened. This is a limited time thing. I sthay, we try it out and enjoy it. I, umm, I kind of want to see what you can do with this thing." "I- Holy Jesus Christh," Joshua slurred as Harmony made long, slow strokes of his cock. She bent her muzzle to him and licked at the tip of his cock. "That's... that's different. Very different. Wow." His hands dug into her hair, encouraging her. Harmony carefully opened her mouth. She slid forward, feeling the way her husband's cock felt against her tongue. When it hit the back of her throat, she moved her head and then pushed forward. She had seven more inches to go before she felt the beginning of her gag reflex. She pulled him off quickly but continued to stroke him. If she were to guess, she'd say he was something shy of two feet in length. Harmony cleared her throat and then worked up a bit of spit. When she was confident she wouldn't drool everywhere, she made more spit and then took her husband back into her muzzle. She coated his length in her thick spit, stroking him as she sucked him off. Her free hand found her clit. She played with herself lightly while she bobbed on her husband's cock. Her enlarged clit was incredibly sensitive to touch. "How is it?" she asked Joshua. "It's... the head is all different. It rubs on the roof of your mouth more without being painful and it feels really really good. I want a turn, sweetheart. Lay back." Harmon lay down, her strong stomach muscles giving her iron control over her body. She spread her legs further and then blushed. "Don't- don't make fun of me, okay? The lips are-" "Hush," he told her. She felt his breath on her hot, swollen lips and she moaned. She expected his tongue first but her husband pressed his lips against her wetness. She writhed under his attentions and then gasped as his mouth opened and his long, thick tongue ran along her pussy. "Oh. Oh!" Harmon pushed her hips up towards him automatically. Joshua's tongue pressed between her lips and Harmony rode him, working her hips up and down against his tongue. The sensation was incredible. It reminded her of when she was on top, sliding her pussy against the length of his cock, teasing him. Only now his tongue worked expertly back and forth between her lips. She massaged her tits, kneading and pressing them. She was used to being able to fit her breasts in her hand but now her breasts were far too large. She licked her thumbs and then pressed them against the tips of her thick, hard nipples, circling the soft flesh over and over. Nerves flared straight to Harmony's pussy as she played with her nipples. The pressure and sharp, intense pleasure slowly built in time to Joshua's tongue. They'd been married for four years and he knew her body well, even if they were quite different at the moment. Joshua's fingers suddenly gripped at her thighs and she spread herself further, fingers now pinching and pulling at her nipples. "D- don't stop. Right. Oh. Right there. Right there, don't stop. Don't stop." Joshua froze in place, his large tongue flat against her clit and lips, swirling in a circle over and over as Harmony's orgasm crept closer and closer. "Oh. Oh. Oh, Jesus!" Harmony's hips jerked and her knees struck together, trapping Joshua between them. Fur rubbed on fur as she shuddered through the orgasm. Strong, thick fingers gripped her by the waist. Harmony weakly tried to bat at her husband's hands but failed. He lifted and she came off of the bed easily. With a quick twist, she found herself flat on her belly on the bed. It groaned loudly against her full weight but it was a solid, homemade frame and a thick mattress. Harmony lifted her hips. Her large, black, moist pussy lips spread open, showing the slick pink flesh inside. Her tail thrashed and she focused on it to keep it steady. "Are you gonna fuck me? You gonna take me like that?" She asked him. She pushed herself up to her hands and her breasts dangled below her, pressed hard against her muscular arms. "You think you can take me?" Harmony felt Joshua behind her - felt his presence before she felt his heat and his weight. His muzzle was suddenly next to her head and he whispered to her. "No, I'm not going to take anything," he told her. "You're going to give it to me because you're my good girl." Harmony shuddered at the words and worked her hips back towards her husband. It drove her wild to be called a 'good girl' and he knew it. She felt his cock slide against her ass. Her fur was wet and slick from her cum and his attentions. "Are you a good girl, Harmony?" "Y- yesss," she told him, her long ears flicking back and partly down. She was panting now, hungry for him, her muzzle nearly touching the bed. "Please," she begged. "Please." Joshua's hands scratched down the fur along her spine and Harmony shivered. The feeling was incredible. Apparently having fur intensified the feeling of being scratched. She felt muscles in her pussy clenching and unclenching over and over again in her excitement and need. "Oh, fuck, that turns me on," Joshua moaned. "Seeing that. Seeing you do that. Oh Jesus. I don't know why but, fuck, Harmony. Seeing your pussy do that..." Joshua left hand gripped at her hip and Harmony froze, head down. She shuddered as the flat head of his cock slid against her thick, black pussy lips. It felt gigantic when it touched her and she suddenly doubted she could take it. A small part of her worried that she wouldn't be able to do it. Worried that it would- Joshua pressed forward and Harmony fell to her forearms. Her husband hissed out through his teeth as Harmony's pussy griped tightly against his thickness. The young woman tried to speak, tried to cry out with how it felt but nothing came out. She'd never felt so full in her life and the way the flared out head of her husband's horse cock pressed against the ridges inside of her was absolutely incredibly. Harmony pressed back, her tail twitching until Joshua's other hand gripped it. Harmony whickered at the feeling of her tail being pulled. She felt herself grow even more wet, excited at the sensation. Her muzzle worked over and over. With each inch of her husband's cock, she was certain that she'd feel the base of him but he kept pushing. And pushing. "It's- It's- It's- It's-" Harmony stuttered. She wanted to tell him that her body couldn't take any more. That he wouldn't fit all the way. But, despite that, she took him. She took every inch of her husband's cook until she felt his soft balls against her exposed pussy lips. Harmony touched her lower belly. She could feel the shape of his cock inside of her. It felt like it was touching her belly button. "Oh my fuck, Harm. You have no idea what you feel like. I hope to hell this is as good for you as it is for me because, Jesus Christ, you're so fucking tight." "I- I-" Harmony said as her husband pulled back out. She loved their sex life - loved how attentive and inventive her husband was. She gloated to her girlfriends how good he was in bed but, this. This was- Harmony's eyes rolled up into her head when her husband suddenly pushed back into her. All thought was lost as Joshua started properly fucking her. Now that he knew how deep he could push, he wasted no time in pushing in and out of his wife's sopping wet pussy. Joshua looked down at her. He had his left hand on her wide, furry hip and his right gripped around her thick brown tail. Her broad back was covered in fur and muscle and her muzzle was pressed against the bed. Her long, black mane lay against the bed. He could see the whites of her eyes flickering as he pushed in and out of her. Watching himself enter her was hypnotic. Her pussy lips were deep black and swollen. He hadn't told her in case she was self-conscious about it but her asshole was the same - swollen and black. Letting go of his wife's tail, Joshua held her hips with both hands. Harmony knew what was coming. "N- N- N-" She said, trying to speak. Joshua slammed into his wife and she screamed out, kicking her leg behind her. There was a small bit of pain but it was microscopic compared to the intense pleasurable feeling of being slammed hard. He reached even deeper into her changed body and his cock hit different bits that felt incredibly good. She rocked her hips back into her husband, finding his rhythm, whinnying and moaning as they fucked. The bedframe broke as Harmony felt her orgasm build. She barely registered the bottom of the bed breaking as she arched her back to guide her husband into the right position. He'd slowed again, his hands reaching around her to grasp her soft, heavy breasts and she rewarded him with a small neigh in approval. Her body jumped when he pinched her nipples and then she found the right spot. Holding herself mostly still she reached under herself to touch her clit, rubbing it gently. "Close?" Her husband gasped, snorting and shaking his muzzle. "Yes." Harmony answered shortly, concentrating on her position. Her finger rubbed in gentle, steady circles on her clit. The thick fur of her mound was soaking wet with her warm fluids. She could smell both of them - wet fur and sex filled the air. "I'm," Joshua said, moments before she felt him tense. Harmony was unprepared for her husband's orgasm. He was already incredibly thick and so, when his cock swelled, she screamed, biting at the bed sheets with her thick, flat teeth. She felt his cum flood into her, slamming deep inside as his enlarged cock rubbed against new and different places in her pussy. She teetered on the edge of her orgasm as he filled her, swelling over and over again. Errant Thoughts "Harm, I can't-" Joshua groaned, trembling above her. "Almost. Almost, almost," Harmony panted. She was so close. Harmony dug her hooves into the broken bed and worked her hips hard, up and down and back against her husband. He whinnied above her and dug his fingers into her large, firm ass, slamming himself hard into her in return. "Pull... tail... Pull tail..." She said. She was incredibly close. So close. It was going to be an incredibly large orgasm and she'd scream if she lost it. Joshua's strong fingers closed around her tail. His other hand gripped at her mane. He pulled hard as they slammed together. It was apparently all she needed - the hardest orgasm of her life set every single one of her nerves on edge and it all roared through her. Harmony's nostrils flared as she neighed and screamed, shaking from the pure force of it. Thick spurts of her husband's cum squirted out of her as her pussy clenched hard around him. Joshua growled and whickered above her from the overload of sensations. He collapsed on top of her, breathing hard. "Don't- Don't move," he told her. "Head's too sensitive but I'm too big to pull out. Just... don't move. Okay? Please?" Harmony's tongue clicked in her dry mouth and she nodded, shuddering as small shock waves followed her orgasm. Her legs and arms twitched involuntarily several times. "Fuck," Harmony said finally. She could feel her husband growing soft deep inside of her. But, unlike when he was human, he was still so thick and long and his cock barely pulled away from her. "Yeah. Yeah. I don't - no, don't move. Please. Not yet. You have no idea how sensitive I am. Roll with me?" They turned to their sides and Harmony wriggled until her strong, thick neck lay atop her husband's arm. She shivered as his cock shifted within her but when she wriggled her furry hips at him, he cursed her. Instead of pushing him, she lay still. He was incredibly warm against her. And soft. Joshua's hand slipped to her left breast. "Could you actually... could you scratch at my belly?" Harmony asked. Without a word, Joshua slowly stroked up and down Harmony's belly, over and over. His fingers dug under her fur to her hard belly. The young woman whinnied quietly. "We broke the bed," Joshua said. "I think it's an acceptable loss," Harmony replied. "A little more to the left there, babe. Yeah. Scratch a bit there. Yesssss." "I'm not going to lie. I could get used to this from time to time." "Uhh. Uhhhh. Yeah, I think I could-" "I see you too are doing rather well!" Said a small voice from the corner of the room. Joshua turned quickly, his long black and pink cock finally sliding free from his wife's pussy. Harmony shuddered, twisting and moaning as he pulled out. "You dirty little-!" "Now, sir, I was just on my way for a final time and I happened to pass through only just now. I assure you I saw nothing of your activities. I did, however, hear both of your requests and I'm happy to inform you that I've implemented it! Now, if you'll just-" "Wait!" Joshua cried. "... excuse me, I'll be on my way, finally. I've tied it to the full moon since it's easiest to remember and satisfies the request. Good day to you both!" Harmony and Joshua stared at each other. A huge stain spread out between them on the bed sheets. "I'm still leaking," Harmony said. "I think I'll still be leaking next week. We owe them a bed and bed sheets." "And probably a mattress," Joshua acknowledged. "You sure-" Harmony started. "Do you think-" Joshua said. Silence stretched between the two. Harmony smiled to herself and then stretched, her massive furry chest pushing toward her husband. She neighed quietly and smiled again. "Man," she said. "I'm so hungry I could eat-" "No," Joshua said. "Don't. Oh god, please don't say it. I will pack my bags and leave your fine, furry ass here. I swear to god." "A dick," Harmony finished, still smiling. Her hand slowly closed around her husband's cock. She pumped him gently. Joshua shivered and then lay back. "Be gentle," he mock-whispered.