"I'm sorry I've just... never done something like this before..." Nora said with surprising bashfulness for someone who'd just divested themselves of her bra.
She could feel her cheeks burning (in every sense of the word) and hear heart skipping a beat whenever the mammoth equine spire standing proud and tall in front of her twitched. And it was the truth - normally the black-and-white cow wouldn't have even considered doing something like this. She wasn't a virgin, of course, but even after she'd gone to college and gotten a taste of freedom she'd never gone this far with a guy she wasn't at least somewhat serious about.
But with Adam Palmer even dating was out of the question, and the bovine had accepted his explanation - there was simply too great a demand for him and he felt it was kinder to share his affections with more women than lavishing them upon just one. And she knew just how great the demand was, which was why she'd had to do some rather... risky things just to get this night with the equine Adonis.
There wasn't an official name for it, but the females on campus had started calling it the "stallion rush", even though it referred to only one stallion in particular. And while it may have seemed like just the handsome male's capriciousness, the girls (and women, to be frank) had accepted that in order to weed out those who weren't serious there had to be some sort of vetting. A discrete chat group was made - one with a sole male member - where the eager females would post proof of various sensual feats.
One of the first (and one of the few challenges that was almost codified) was 'hanging your undies out to dry'. An interested girl was supposed to pick her favorite panties and wear them during her day as she did her best to get herself 'worked up'. Discrete toys helped to accomplish this, but some found just contemplating an evening with the stallion of their dreams to be more than enough. Then at some point in the night the applicant would sneak out into the quad and fling the undergarment into the branches of a gnarled old elm, making sure to send a video of the event to the group.
Nora was embarrassed to walk by the tree anymore considering her red-lace panties were still up there, since her strength and the fact that they'd been thoroughly soaked meant they'd flown pretty high. She'd heard the custodial staff had refused to bother with taking them down anymore, insisting that they shouldn't risk falling and breaking their necks just because CampSec can't deal with a bunch of immature girls.
After the deed was done, the female in question had to go without panties unless ordered otherwise by Adam. Many girls also went full commando at this point, but with her chest if Nora went in public without her heavy-duty bras she'd be sure to cause a scandal. But those same breasts seemed to be working in her favor, as the gorgeous young stud's eyes drank them in. She felt her nipples stiffen under his stare, the nubs standing out until they were literally itching to be pinched. And when he raised his eyes to hers, her breath caught in her throat as she felt herself struck by his gaze.
Without a single word being said she knelt in front of the stud as he sat on the edge of the bed, bringing her heaving chest closer to the mottled length that almost had her drooling. Actually it was two single beds pushed together. The housing situation at their school was a bit cramped, and she wondered briefly at how Adam had gotten what was obviously a two-student room all to himself. More to the point, she wondered just what the stern she-bear that was in charge of the dorms had gotten out of the deal. Well, if the rumors are true, she'll be getting a foal in a few months...
As she let the glorious equine spire wedge itself in her cleavage, she had to bite her lip at the sight. She'd barely be able to push them together! Since she was yet to have children, Nora's breasts still weren't the heavy, swinging udders of a more mature cow, but the soft yet firm globes gracing her chest had been enough to easily catch a bull's pride and joy between them, and tended to swallow up anything smaller. Just the sight of her teats straining to enclose the throbbing length were enough to make a few drops fall from her bare slit.
The buxom bovine didn't have a bad body image since being a cow who took the time to keep fit she had curves in all the right places. But sheer size was another issue, and being gorgeous wouldn't stop her from feeling like a giantess when she was with a more modestly-sized male, in every sense of the word. She knew some girls with a build like hers got off on that - having a male who'd be their sexy little toy - but she was sort of a traditionalist at heart and liked the thought of being at the mercy of a big, strong male... 
Despite not being on any team and the fact that no one had ever seen him in one of the nearby gyms, Adam was a sight to behold even when fully dressed. His wide shoulders and powerful chest narrowed to a trim waist, making him appear both strong and graceful. But as attractive as he was with his clothes on, the sight of him without them had been enough to leave Nora speechless. The shining copper coat failed to mask a body that looked like it had been made by a master sculptor that had gotten a little carried away. It was muscle on top of muscle, a physique so perfect that Nora promised herself she'd trace every bulge and curve once more immediate needs were met.
She could feel the throb of what was without a doubt the stallion's crowning glory - the equine rod even now trapped between her ample mounds. She could feel the majestic length swell as if it was a wild beast trying to escape its pillowy bonds, and she wondered if the stud could feel her heart thudding next to the steely spire. She brought her tongue towards the glistening glans, running it across the tip of the flare before pressing her lips against it.
Her big brown eyes looked up at the young stallion's face and her ears flicked in excitement at the approving gaze she caught. This led the lusty cow to redouble her efforts until she was struggling to get the trumpet-like tip into her muzzle while moving her firm breasts up and down the rock-hard length. Adam must have been enjoying the sensation of his cock being caressed by the feather-soft fuzz lining the bovine cleavage, as evidenced by the equine per leaking into Nora's muzzle. She was aware that she was doing a fairly sloppy job, but considering where that monster was going she figured the messier it got the better. She'd lost track of time, adoringly slurping away at the stud's flare until a finger under her chin lifted her mouth off it.
"How do you want it?" Adam asked as Nora looked up at him with her glistening lips still open wide and her eyes glinting with need.
The cow bit her lip as words failed her. She'd practiced her next line in front of a mirror but now that the time had come she found herself completely tongue-tied, despite the fact that she had no doubt about what she wanted, or more to the point where she wanted it. Instead of answering she climbed on the bed and got on all fours, lifting her ropey tail and revealing the ring-shaped grip of a toy buried snugly under it.
"J-just pull it out. I... wore it to get ready..." she said, looking over one shoulder and fighting the urge to pant like a bitch in heat.
She saw the stud reach behind her pillowy ass and could feel the moment he got a grip on the plug held securely within it. Her ears flicked back and she forced herself to relax as he began to pull and her lube-slicked pucker began to stretch around the massive lump of silicone. The sight of the toy, she knew, would be enough to terrify most girls and make them clench up on reflex. And nobody would have suspected that Nora (of all people!) had been walking around all day with such a monster stuffed up her bubbly backside.
The young cow gave the impression of a nice and friendly girl, and Nora knew she was one. But she did have a fairly dirty kink that very few people knew about. She'd discovered she liked anal early on, while still a heifer exploring her growing body. But she'd only had the nerve to ask one boyfriend to take her back there, and while having the husky's cock tie her had been a thril, he'd been far too nice of a boy to give her what she really desired.
Nora wanted someone big, in more than one way. She wanted a large male to get on top of her and claim her quivering rump, to feel his heat and his weight as he bred her rear with the virile ferocity that the stallion behind her embodied. The cow loved the idea of feeling small and powerless under a big strong male, something that isn't easy for a woman with a build like hers. Just the thought made her pucker pulse around the mammoth plug slowly being tugged out and her slit drip onto the stallion's sheets. She did her best to fight the instinct to clench her ring up and keep the toy inside, knowing that she wouldn't be empty for long, and that the cold silicone would be replaced by something infinitely better.
"Mpfh!" she let out a muffled squeak as the widest part of the toy left her rump, followed by the rest of the impressive plug. She made sure to keep her tail out of the way, blushing fiercely at the thought of Adam admiring the sight of her pink ring glistening and pulsing, almost begging to have something pushed past it.
"Are you sure about this? This pretty little cow-cunny looks quite eager too..." the stallion behind her teased and Nora found her resolve wavering as the broad flare was dragged up and down both her slit and her slightly gaping pucker.
It was tempting, but the cow was too close to her heat and she'd heard that Adam doesn't use condoms. Besides, she was damned if she was going to chicken out now that she was so close to getting what she'd dreamed about! Sure, the two-foot long member was a bit scary, but that was part of the thrill. With such a big, strong male inside and on top of her, she'd feel like a mink or a vixen, trapped under a powerful stud and used for his pleasure. That thought was enough to convince her, and the next time she felt the slippery flare press against her pucker she relaxed it and pushed back, letting the stallion know where she needed him.
For his part, Adam feasted his eyes on the sight of the pink ring splaying around his tip, knowing from experience that if he just stood still the busty bovine would end up fucking herself on his twitching member. And if that was what she really wanted, he'd happily let her slide back and forth while he enjoyed the show, but he knew what the eager little cow needed. He always did, after all, which was one of the reasons women flocked to him. The other was that he could always give them what he knew they needed...
The shiver running along the curvaceous bovine body when his hands landed on those generous hips only confirmed what he knew. Nora grew perfectly still, apart from some anxious twitching of her tail. She wanted to be taken, to relinquish control to a male she trusted to give her what her supple young body was desperate for. He slid his hands further back, savoring the feeling of the cow's full but still quite bouncy rump as he dug his thumbs into the luscious cheeks before spreading them apart as far as they would go.
Something between a whimper and a gasp left the pretty bovine muzzle, the eager cow-girl's full lips parted as she kept her neck craned to look back at the male holding her ass in his strong hands. She obviously loved being exposed like this, the tip of Adam's flare almost but not quite sinking past the slick ring of flesh that wanted nothing more than to clench up behind it. Figuring he'd made the girl wait long enough he began to push in, the pink ring dimpling in until it finally gave out and his entire bell-like tip sunk inside in the blink of an eye.
Nora buried her face in the sheets to stifle a squeak as her pucker pulsed around the stallionhood now wedged in her rump. Despite the fact that she'd kept that enormous plug inside her the whole day, it still stung as her poor ass was forced to adjust to the equine invader. The knowledge that the part of that rod her pink orifice was now wrapped around was the narrowest filled her with a strange thrill, and an eagerness to see just how much of him she could take.
No Nora, ALL of him! She thought to herself, determined to have the entire length buried under her tail. She didn't want the stallion behind her to think she was some silly heifer in way over her head! But more than anything she wanted to feel that heavy, shiny pouch bump against her empty pussy when the thick base of the stud's cock pried her open like no male ever has.
Despite his mate's eagerness, Adam made sure to push in slowly. Back when he was in early puberty and first discovering women, he might have tried stuffing himself in all the way with a lover of Nora's build, but he'd done a lot of growing since then and had to be careful if he was to avoid hurting the women he was with. That is, more than they wanted him to. The cow kneeling before him betrayed no sign of pain even though he could see the hiked tail twitch every now and then and feel her pucker clench down for a second, halting the progress of his shaft into her pliant behind.
Nora had raised her head but she was merely staring blankly in front of her as inch after inch sunk into her buxom body. She'd more or less gotten used to the sensation of the thick rod spreading her pucker open, but her mind was still reeling with just how much was going in. Adam had reached places inside her that nobody ever had before and she still wasn't sure how much was left outside her snug rump. A squeak left her throat when the stud's medial ring bumped against her opening before being pushed aside, her empty pussy twitching and dribbling as the sensation alone gave Nora a small orgasm.
The aftermath of the mini-climax had relaxed her rear enough for her to take the thickest portion of Adam's cock and the cow couldn't stop herself from moaning out when the full sack finally brushed against her soaked slit. The stallion now sheathed in her pillowy ass gave her a little scratch at the base of her tail, the sensation enough to make her ass squeeze long and hard around the throbbing length buried as deep within it as it could go. Just the sensation of gripping the glorious member in such an intimate way sent a thrill running along the bovine body, and Nora was sure that she could cum fiercely just by having Adam inside her and using her internal muscles to milk the stallion to completion.
A light slap on one round cheek was enough to let her know the stud mounting her had other plans, especially once the throbbing length began to slide out from her curvy rump. She panted and gasped as inch after inch left her, the pink bovine pucker clinging to the mottled length until Adam reversed direction. He didn't just burry the whole thing back in, but his thrust when he began to push the length back into the bovine butt was steady and unwavering, the motion stopping only when his hips were once again brushing against Nora's ass.
When he picked up a steady rhythm, the cow-girl found her eyes rolling back into her skull as a long, disturbingly moo-like moan left her throat. If she'd still had the sense she'd walked in here with she might have considered stifling her amorous vocalizations so that others in the dorm wouldn't hear her. But with one of Adam's hands on her flared hip and the other gently but firmly gripping the base of her tail, she felt that she was doing a good enough job just moaning and not begging the stallion to fuck her at the top of her lungs.
The pre he was leaking inside her and the copious amounts of lube the bovine beauty had pumped up her ass in preparation for this little 'date' were helping Adam take the offered rear at a steady pace, his massive member dimpling the cow's pucker inward when he hilted himself, only to have the straining ring cling to every vein on his shaft when he pulled out. And a familiar wetness trickling down his swinging sack told him Nora was enjoying the rump-rutting, even more so than the girl's moans. Not that anyone could fake the kind of sounds the lusty cow was making...
Any pain or discomfort of having such a bestial length under her tail had faded, and Nora was in heaven as Adam pumped her rear, her lust-fogged mind trying to conjure an image of what her splotchy butt must look like wrapped around the equine length, her bouncy cheeks jiggling with every impact of Adam's crotch against her derriere. With her stud holding the base of her tail as he used the dominant grip to slide her rump up and down his length, she felt a kinky thrill at the knowledge that the rutting male was in full control of her body.
When the strong hand left her tail she almost mewled in distress, until she felt Adam lay himself on her back, his arms sliding around her chest as the strong hands found her hanging breasts. Another moo-like moan was torn from her at the sensation of the young stallion's weight on top of her and the feeling of his hands first cupping then lovingly mauling her lush chest. Every brush of his palms over her stiff nipples made her shudder and had her straining pucker twitching around the mottled length spearing it.
Once he was sure of his grip Adam began to move again, and Nora heard herself squeal with the first sharp buck. In this position he couldn't pull out very far, but his new pace was far more intense - short, sharp jabs, forceful enough to push the blushing bovine forward a little every time equine hips smacked into her generous behind. 
Nora could feel her honey dripping from her swollen lips, dribbles of it being pumped out every time the monstrous shaft was pushed as deep inside her as it could go. Adam was stuffing her poor rump to the point that the walls of her sex were rubbing against each other with every rapid thrust and flushing her bovine nectar out. Part of her wanted to reach back there with one hand, just to give her clit a little rub and give herself the release she felt was so close. But two things kept the moaning cow from doing that - for one, she wanted to cum fiercely from nothing but having her rump used by the rutting stallion, the thought of it enough to make the lusty bovine bite her lip. Another reason was that with the stallion's forceful thrusting she needed both arms just to keep herself from being knocked over.
And even two proved too little when one particularly savage jab made her elbows fold and sent the butt-stuffed cow-girl sprawling face-first into the sheets. Adam never missed a beat, and when Nora tried to get back up on all fours she found the stud's hands leaving her chest and gripping her horns. The lust-dazed cow's eyes went wide as the colt used his grip to keep her face pressed against the mattress, pinning her securely under him as he continued rutting her rump.
The dominant gesture had Nora on the verge of climax, the muscles along her thick thighs tensed as she lay helpless under the stallion plowing her pliant ass. With her mouth pressed into the sheets her own cries were muffled, allowing her perked ears to catch the smack of Adam's hard body against her own soft curves, as well as the pendulum-like clap of his heavy sack against her soaked sex.
"There's a good girl. Now cum for me..."
The words seemed to travel form her ears straight along her spinal column, and Nora was shocked to find her body obeying the stud's command. The feeling that she'd surrendered all control to the stallion claiming her only served to hasten her climax, and after a few shuddering gasps Nora found herself screaming, the bedding her face was pushed against mercifully muffling some of the lusty cry as every muscle in her body seemed to twitch in unison.
Adam grunted in approval at the sensation of the cow's pucker pulsing wildly around his length, the frantic clenches serving to milk his cock and draw his sack against his body. With a firm grip on Nora's horns he kept her face buried against the bed, knowing from experience that the quiet girls tended to get quite loud when they came. It was bad enough that his thrusting was causing the bed-frame to jump with every buck without waking up half the dorm.
 He let the girl up for air when his tip began to flare within her and her squeals devolved into a strange blank-faced mewling. He could see the wet spot in the sheets where she'd drooled on them, knowing that there was a much bigger stain just under her dripping slit. He heard her fighting for breath and even though he couldn't see her face he knew the dazed expression he would find there as her body strained to contain his mushrooming tip.
He groaned out and gave a sharp buck as he felt the first jet of stallion-spunk shoot from his tip and into the cow's well-stuffed ass, smiling at the sharp gasp of the speared bovine as her insides began to fill up with his load. He continued rutting her all through his climax, thrusting each time his cock twitched and sprayed another rope of warm seed into the softly moaning cow-girl still trying to milk his length. The thrusts pumped out a little bit of his pearly-white cum from the bovine derriere, but his swollen flare kept most of the mess deep inside the panting female.
Nora was still reeling from what was at once the strongest and the longest climax she'd ever had. She'd reached her peak by the time Adam had started blasting his seed up her tush, and the sensation of her insides being flooded seemed to keep her there until she was sure she'd either go mad or that she already has. The sharp thrusts devolved into grinds as the stallion's pouch dropped back until it was once again rubbing against the folds of her sex, the mammoth member buried up her abused behind slowly softening as the last of his seed drooled from the still engorged tip.
She let out an almost mournful moo as the length slid out of her, although she knew that even if the stud pinning her had the energy for a repeat performance, it was highly doubtful she'd be able to stay conscious during another rutting like this one. She winced a little as her already taut pucker was forced to stretch even further when Adam began to pull his flare out, and gasped when the sensation of the trumpet-like head of his shaft popping out was followed by something cold and hard invading her cum-slicked ass.
It took Nora a few seconds to realize she was once again wearing her big, bulky plug, and couldn't help but marvel with the practiced ease with which Adam had replaced his shaft with the hefty toy. As he lifted himself off her and helped her into a kneeling position she could feel nothing more but a thin dribble of equine spunk soaking into the fur of her sore cheeks, nothing compared to what was now sealed away inside her. And one look at her slightly rounded belly was enough to tell her just how much that was. As her lover nuzzled her neck she couldn't help but run her hands over the cute bump, wondering if it would be such a bad thing to let the magnificent stallion give her a much bigger one...
*******
As their hooves beat a twin-staccato rhythm on the pavement, Sophia found her glance wandering more and more frequently to her left and the handsome young gentleman walking beside her. At first she'd almost politely declined the stallion's offer to carry her computer bag for her, but wound up acquiescing for both a practical and a sort of whimsical reason. When he'd offered to help she found herself quite struck by him, something in her responding to the young male's kindness and charisma.
Another was the fact that his offer or help was quite welcome. The moment the strap of the bag brushed over her prominent bust she'd winced in pain, obviously enough for the young equine seated next to het to spot. The kirin mare had blamed it on back-ache, but the truth was that the problem was on the other side of her torso.
Few would guess that the graceful femme was a mother, and she supposed that at merely twenty-three she was quite young to be one. But the filly even now waiting for her at home was proof that she was, along with her aching breasts. She'd breastfed her girl for about three years, since they both enjoyed the bonding and her body seemed to have an ample supply. But even after her girl stopped suckling, her mammaries kept on producing, which she usually managed to sort out for herself by using a pump in the morning.
She'd overslept today and didn't have the time to express her milk, a problem made even worse by the fact that she was in estrus. Her fertile period tended to make certain parts of her body quite sensitive, her nipples included, and combined with the swelling in her breasts even the silky fabric of her bra felt too intense. The moment the laptop-bag's strap had pressed against them she'd felt two tiny wet spots appear and was relieved at the stallion's offer to help, especially since she wasn't living in the dorms like he was.
Despite being a young single mother, Sophia wasn't struggling, at least not with anything other than her over productive breasts. She was from abroad, born to quite a wealthy family and a life she knew most people would envy. But she'd felt restless in her gilded cage and decided to see a bit of the world and try and make something of herself. Her parents had first insisted she attend an Ivy League school, but Sophia was sick of rubbing shoulders with the social elite, so she'd settled for a smaller school in a quaint little town.
"It's this one right here." The scaled mare said, pointing to a house that while cozy was still a bit too big for just her and her little filly. "Lisa, I'm home!" she called out, only to be shushed urgently by the bunny foal sitting for her.
"Not so loud, I just put the little terror to sle...Oh! Uh... hi Adam." The brown doe said, her ears perking up and bashfully folding as she caught sight of the young equine by the kirin's side. Sophia wasn't surprised that the two knew each other since Lisa was a fellow student, but she was a bit confused at the flustered expression on the girl's face. "Uhh, anyway I gotta run. See ya tomorrow, okay?" the girl blurted out and literally hopped away before the scaled mare could get out a 'yes' or 'thank you'.
"Huh. Well anyway, just set that down anywhere and have a seat. Can I get you something to drink?" she said, turning towards the kitchen. Despite the ache in her swollen chest the mare couldn't just kick the young stallion out after he'd been so helpful.
"Soda's fine." 
Once the cold air of the fridge hit her breasts Sophia knew there would be no way she could delay her body's needs any longer. The cold had made her nipples stiffen and that alone had been enough to make them leak once again. It was only a matter of time until the sheer white blouse she was wearing showed two wet patches, and as uncouth as it felt to just leave Adam by himself she knew the alternative would be even more embarrassing. 
"Uh, I hate to be a bad hostess, but would you mind terribly if I just dashed off for a few minutes?" she said, handing the stallion a cold can and trying not to fidget.
"No problem."
Feeling relief, she tried not to run from the room as she made her way towards the bathroom. Adam hadn't been sitting there for a full minute when he heard an exasperated cry and the sound of something plastic hitting tiles. Sophia turned at the sound of the bathroom door opening, her long white mane swirling as she stood in front of him with her chest bare until she remembered to cover herself with her hands.
"I'm sorry, but I heard you cry out and I thought something was..." Adam began speaking but the flustered mare silenced him with a shake of her head.
"No, I'm sorry. It's just that..." Sophia started, trying to think of an excuse before deciding there was no longer any point. "I'm... lactating, and I'd been desperate to pump myself the whole day and I guess I was in such a hurry that I broke the damn thing!" she said, gesturing with her eyes to the discarded hand-pump.
"I could help you with that." Adam said, and something about the way he said it made the flustered mare look up. It wasn't a pick-up line of a horny young male trying to take advantage of the situation. There was something in his eyes and the tone of his voice that made the kirin feel like she could trust him, and even put herself in his hands.
When he took a step towards her she found her hands falling from her ripe mounds, showing her bare chest to the advancing stallion. The look in his eyes was flattering, a deeply appreciative gaze rather than a leer of a brash young colt. Eyes like that were worthy of seeing her this intimately. Sophia's fine scales were her pride - each tiny tile possessing the luster of polished jade, with most of her them being white with ribbons of smoky-grey along her sides. Among those shades the pale pink of her areolae stood out as a sole splash of color, at least for now.
Her species didn't blush, but their bodies did use subtle color signaling to catch the eye of a protective mate. Sophia knew that whenever she was aroused her scales would pick up a golden shimmer that looked like rays of morning sun had been caught in her scales and were lingering along her more prominent curves. Her nipples hardened under the stallion's gaze and she could feel her milk beading on the pink nubs.
She didn't ask the young equine how he intended to help, but she wasn't surprised when he gently but firmly cupped her finely-scaled mounds and lowered his head to her right teat. When she felt the puff of his breath against her milk-moistened nipple she gripped the rim of the sink and when his lips sealed around the stiff nub she was glad she did. The scaled mare bit her lip to keep a shameful cry from getting past them as a flick of the stud's tongue coaxed a thin stream of milk from her heavy breast.
She'd always enjoyed breastfeeding her little filly, but it had never felt anything like this. The experience of nursing her child was joyous and at best mildly sensual, but as the stallion suckled her she found it hard to keep her legs from buckling and impossible to stop her shapely thighs from rubbing together. She realized what the difference was - attraction. She'd thought Adam was quite a striking male the moment he'd walked up to her and offered to help, and with his body so close her own was starting to respond to the beckoning presence of a male. 
At 6'7" the kirin stood taller than most males which was why many of them saw the exotic leggy beauty as somewhat intimidating. Equines were generally an exception, but she was the only kirin on campus and she found most male horses to be a bit too bulky for her tastes. The colt now handing her so intimately was a notable exception. He had the wide shoulders and hard body that gave him a definitively masculine appeal, but carried himself with a grace and easy confidence that set him apart from the swaggering young males around the campus.
As her milk began to flow into the young stud's mouth, she felt his hoof-nailed fingers tweak her other nipple, playing with the painfully stiff nub until needle-thin streams sprayed from it. She almost begged him to stop, feeling embarrassed about the way she was squirting the pearly fluid like a cow being milked, but just the thought sent a strange shiver running up her stunning body. Sophia was hardly a timid mare and would normally have little qualms about telling a male just how she wanted to be touched, but she felt like she could make an exception just his once, for just this stud.
Adam continued painting the bathroom tiles with her milk while he eagerly sucked on the other perfectly-curved breast. Even though she was covered in scales they were so small and delicate that the mare knew full well she would still feel soft and supple to the touch, something the stallion drinking from her breast seemed to know considering how eagerly (and more to the point expertly!) he was fondling the heavy globes. Looking down at herself she could see the effect that this was having on her - the glimmers of gold on the white parts of her scaly body were no longer a faint play of light, but a soft glow that highlighted the feminine curves of her chest, her trim tummy, and particularly the mound hidden under her skirt.
Adam worked slowly but steadily and after a while Sophia felt the blissful feeling of her milk-laden breasts finally being relieved of their burden. Small consolation now that the stallion's attention had woken other needs. He didn't say a word as he lifted his mouth from her breast, letting his muzzle brush the fluffy white collar of fur that grew just above her shoulders, catching her scent before bringing his muzzle to hers. Nor did he say anything as he kissed her, and Sophia certainly didn't do anything to stop him, tasting her own milk on his lips and shuddering when she felt his tongue slip into her mouth.
Her arms rose and she'd initially felt the need to wrap them around Adam's strong neck and keep him close to her, but her hands seemed to have ideas of their own. She briefly ran her palms across the stallion's sculpted chest, a tingle running through them as she felt the hardness of his body and the wild beat of his heart. Her fingers fumbled as they rushed to undo the buttons of his shirt, the male kissing her seeming to have the same idea as he moved one hand down the curve of her spine, undoing the strap that ran above the base of her tail and kept her skirt up.
She mewled as she felt him pull his lips away from hers, even though on some still-sapient level she knew she was about to get something she wanted much more than a simple kiss. Her hands trembled as she parted his shirt like a curtain, the mare's eyes feasting on what was without doubt the most attractive male she'd ever seen. As she stood up her skirt fell to the floor, leaving her clad in nothing but lacy panties the color of fresh cream.
"You're in heat..." he murmured, but Sophia almost didn't hear him. Adam had chosen that point to slide his pants down his legs and the panting kirin was left breathless at the sight of a mottled shaft already a foot long swelling as it slid out of a girthy sheath.
It hadn't been a question, of course, and in the state she was in she wasn't surprised that he could smell her personal fragrance over the perfume she wore. His hands went to either side of her flared hips and the kirin mare gasped when he tore her panties off her, tossing the soaked lace to the side as she stood entirely exposed before him. She saw him taking in the sight of her body and the feeling of his eyes gliding over her scales made the mare push her shoulders back and cock a hip. It had the desired effect and when the length still emerging from the stud's sheath briefly twitched she could feel a thin line of her nectar run down the inside of one exquisitely-shaped thigh.
Sophia surprised herself with her own shamelessness as she reached down and gripped the still tumescent shaft at the base, her heart skipping a beat as the gesture caused the member to jump up as it surged to life. A few more caresses and the mottled spire was now erect, her hand gliding up and down as her nose caught the scent of an eager male mixing with her own in the tiny room. The size of the colt both excited and intimidated her, as did the plump pouch hanging just under the equine rod.
"We... we have to keep quiet. My little girl is sleeping down the hall..." she panted out, for her benefit as well as Adam's. There was little doubt in her mind what was about to happen. The look in his eyes told her that he would show restraint only if she asked him to, and one glance between her legs told her she was unlikely to do so. The two strips of gold on the outer side of her labia were shining brightly as her body responded to the presence of the handsome stallion much the same way her lust-fogged mind was.
She felt Adam put one hand under her right knee, lifting her leg and spreading it enough to part her glistening slit just enough to give him a glimpse of what was hidden under it. The sight of him crouching down a little just so that he could get the tip of his shaft level with her sex had the scaled mare biting her lip. She reached down with one hand to spread her petals as far as she could while the other one guided the dripping flare closer to where she needed it to be. Once the blunt tip was wedged at the entrance to her sex, the young stallion began to rise, the movement serving to penetrate the gasping mare and slowly push his throbbing length into her heat-slicked femininity. 
Adam kept his ears perked for the tell-tale sounds that told him just how much the mare could handle, or more to the point - at what pace. He kept his progress slow but steady, relishing the sensation of the gorgeous kirin's sex molding itself around his shaft as her moans rose in pitch with every inch she took. He kept a tight rein on that part of him that wanted nothing more than to breed a beautiful fertile female, knowing that it was only a matter of minutes now until the gorgeous scaled female begged him to take her and leave her with a foal.
There was a wet little noise as his medial ring popped in, followed by the sensation of the mare's sex trembling as it seemed to tighten around him. He kept pushing in even as Sophia rode out her little climax, biting her lip to keep herself from crying out and waking her filly. He felt her hands land on his shoulders, her fingers digging into his fur as she strained to get take the thickest part of his twitching length.
He bent his muzzle to hers and gave her another deep kiss, giving her some time to adjust to the monster now bottomed out inside her. When he felt the walls of her sex loosen up a little and her frantic clench turn into merely an occasional pulsing he knew it was time to give her what she needed from him. He drew back a little, enough to let his ring slip out past the lips clinging to it before bucking his hips and driving every inch back into the kirin mare's welcoming honeypot. She cried out into their kiss, but the way one of her hands buried itself in his mane and kept his mouth pressed against hers told the young stud he wasn't hurting her, or at least not in any way she minded.
The force of the stallion's thrust had caught Sophia by surprise, but it was most certainly a pleasant one. The sensation of his flare bumping into her cervix hurt a little, but it was the sort of pain that left behind a wonderful warmth within her body, making her eager for more. She wanted the heat to build and build until it was a fire burning deep inside her, the sort that only her young lover could extinguish. There was already a mess down there, after her sex had gushed lightly during the young stud's initial penetration, and she shuddered against her lover at the thought of just how messy she'd be once he was done.
Her daughter was evidence that she'd been with a stallion during at least one heat, but even during those days when her body would cry out for a male she'd never climaxed before her lover was even fully within the velvety embrace of her sex. It was that realization that filled the young mother with a virgin's curiosity, an eagerness to experience everything this marvelous stud could give her.
She felt his arm wrap around her slender waist, almost crushing her against him as he kept one long leg in the air, leaving her unable to do anything but accept the vigorous rutting. She'd never been taken like this, or more to the point she'd never been taken at all. In retrospect, every lover she'd had before now had always been quite sensitive of her body's limits, but also quite sensitive about her station.
The stallion now pumping his length past her straining lips had no such inhibition. To him she was just an eager female who'd melted under his touch and was now moaning and whimpering as he bred her. That brought to mind another matter - she knew she was quite fertile, and one glance at Adam's heavy pouch left little doubt that he was as well. She wondered what he would do when the time came - would sensibility prevail and cause him to pull out and spray his load over her chest and belly, leaving his cream to glitter on her pebbly scales? Or would he take what she'd offered him and release inside of her, putting out that fire in her that had the sinuous mare writhing in his embrace? She decided she would say nothing, feeling a fresh thrill at the thought of relinquishing all control to the rutting stallion, letting him chose her fate as the motion of his cock through her dripping sex brought her ever closer to blissful completion.
Adam took his lips off the whimpering female's, letting her catch her breath as her eyes glazed over, her chest swelling against his and rubbing her rock-hard nipples against his pecs with every desperate inhale. He buried his nose in the white fluff of her collar, taking in her scent as the sensation of his muzzle against her neck made her cry out almost a little too loud. She really was quite exotic, and he regretted that this position didn't give him a good enough view of the velvety sex even now straining to wrap around the thick base of his cock. There was already quite a mess down there, and without any fur to soak it up he imagined what the tiny scales of her mound must look like, glistening under their juices and the golden luster emanating from her body.
It took all of the kirin's dwindling self-control to keep from shouting out, the noise of the stud's hips slapping against her eager body already ringing in the tiled bathroom. One part of her regretted not being able to give voice to the ecstasy she was feeling, but the thought of having to explain a scene such as this to her filly should she wake the girl up was sobering enough to keep her silent. She realized dimly that the arm that held her against the pistoning stallion was moving, Adam's hand creeping lower to grope one of her perfectly rounded cheeks.
She approved of the dominant and possessive way he was touching her, but his intent only became evident when he lifted her the next time he thrust up. A strange panic filled her as her sole hoof left the ground and she found herself desperately wrapping both her arms and legs around the powerful male, clinging to him as gravity forced her body down on to his member. Stars seemed to swim in front of her eyes as she took every last inch of the gifted male, a flutter rising in her chest at the sensation of her splayed lips rubbing gently against his sheath before he started bucking up into her.
She wasn't sure how much of this she could take, but she was determined to take as much as the young stud could give her, his thrusts bouncing her up and down on his slick member with nothing but the thick base leaving the confines of her sex. She bit her lip to keep quiet but she was still making strange mewling noises as she neared her own peak, her muffled cries shaking with the violent motions of her rutting.
Adam's tip had barely started to flare when he felt Sophia burry her slender muzzle in his neck, using it to muffle a cry so high-pitched that it almost hurt his ears. He kept up his thrusting even as the sex he was sliding in and out of grew smaller, a gush around the pistoning girth and the rhythmic pulsing telling him clearly enough that the scaly mare had reached her peak. He grunted as the sensation of her silken walls milking him pushed him past his own limits, giving one last buck as the tip in the middle of his swollen flare jutted out against the kirin's cervix and delivered the first gush of stallion-milk directly into her fertile womb.
He held her firmly while she writhed against him, her climax prolonged as she felt the heat blossom in her post-coitally sensitive sex. Her muffled shrieks gradually faded into soft moans, each one timed to the spurting of his cock into her well-fucked marehood. With his hands cupping her firm behind he easily carried her to the couch, not wanting to take a wild guess at which bedroom was Sophia's. She doubted that she could tell him, since the mare seemed to barely be clinging to consciousness, only protesting weakly when he laid her down and pulled his cock from her freshly bred sex. She truly was a sight to behold with the golden glow once again softening and a white matching her scales drooling from between those gently parted lips. He might have given in to her murmured pleas to stay with her a little longer, just to enjoy the sight of the exotic beauty, but there were a lot of demands on his time. He'd never once disappointed a female, after all, and he wasn't about to start now...
*******
Well, he is a looker... Renata thought to herself as the young equine seated next to her took a sip of his coffee. She'd initially invited Adam over to her home to talk about some discrepancies regarding his GPA. Just a pretext, of course, which became evident once the two started discussing shared acquaintances, or namely carefully discussing one.
She'd never really lost touch with Diane, but some time ago the friend of her youth had seen it fit to brief her on one of her students who'd likely be attending the university where the ligress was the dean of academic affairs. That was unusual in itself, but even more so the insistence from the normaly collected lioness that Renata meet the boy as soon as she had the chance, and to do so in private. The correspondence had brought to mind their own college days when the two young felines would practically prowl the campus, appraising potential lovers with a predator's keen eye.
At first she'd figured Diane's professionalism might have lapsed enough for the lioness to consider giving the colt something to remember in his senior year, when the handsome equine would have been eighteen. But the first time she got a look at Adam Palmer, the gears in her head began to turn in a different direction.
She'd seen the pictures of her friends little foal, and still couldn't imagine how Diane had allowed herself to become pregnant with a male whose identity she refused to divulge even to one of her best friends. But she did have an adorable little colt - coppery fur with a white star gracing his forehead. Not an uncommon coloration, but still bearing quite a striking resemblance to the stallion seated opposite her.
She'd shaken of the notion as soon as it had formed, especially once she did the math. For Adam to be the father the two of them would have had to be together when he was still just a child! Not only could she not imagine Diane doing something so reckless, but she couldn't believe that she of all people would be tempted to rob the cradle. For as long as she'd known her the lioness had held her lovers to quite a high standard. She'd often made it clear that she had little interest in males who didn't know what they were supposed to do, and in college she'd often preferred slightly older men for just that reason. Renata couldn't even imagine why that same woman would want to risk everything by seducing a boy...
"So if you don't mind me asking, why did you really call me over here?"
The question coming from the young stallion brought Renata out of what she realized had been a day-dream. She was stunned a bit by the way the question had been asked - with a casual confidence, as if the two of them were equals. This freshman has some nerve! she thought as she tried to keep that same thought from curving her lips. He really was startlingly handsome. And a charmer. And - more to the point - legal. He'd need to learn to tamper that confidence with respect, of course, but Renata was starting to think she could have a lot of fun teaching him to do so.
"I beg your pardon?" she asked in a level tone, batting an eye at the young stallion as she took a sip of coffee. She also - very subtly - shifted her shoulders back a little. The blouse she was wearing was buttoned high and hardly revealing, but the ligress didn't need it to be. A perk of her hybrid heritage was the fact that her curves were a little more generous than those a lioness like Diane possessed, and ever since they first came in her breasts were catching men's eyes, something Renata had learned to use to good effect.
"Well I know why, but I'd still like to hear you say it." came his nonchalant response and the ligress found herself trying not to cough as a bit of coffee went the wrong way.
She was about to respond when the young equine stood up and she made the mistake of letting her eyes wander under his beltline. She could feel her chest swell against the fabric of the blouse holding holding her pillowy breasts in place, her nostrils flaring as they took in a strangely bewitching but unmistakably masculine scent. Her mouth felt dry as she struggled to tear her eyes away from the bulge in the stallion's pants as the young male walked over to her, bringing what must be a prodigious package tantalizingly close.
"I... I wanted to see if the rumors were true..." she husked, trying to keep her voice from breaking as Adam rested one hand on the back of her chair as he stood over her.
There was no longer a doubt in her mind - this was the father of Diane's foal! The picky lioness had considered him a lover worthy of breeding her even while he was still in puberty. The thought sent another one careening through the mind of the flustered university administrator. There had been an alarming spike in student pregnancies this school year, to the point that the administration was considering opening up on-campus daycare facilities. Looking up at the stallion towering over her, she would be willing to bet that most of those young mothers were expecting foals.
The confident career woman just sat there, transfixed and fighting the sudden urge to pant as the young stallion lowered his lips to hers and stole a kiss. Her eyes first shot wide at the male's audacity, some part of her demanding that she either disengage or assume control. But that part seemed to melt away, her eyes closing on their own and her ears flicking back, the very image of demure yet eager submission. And when the stud's tongue slipped past her imposing teeth to play with her own, Renata surprised herself by letting out a long, loud purr.
"Aaaah, wait! Bedroom..." she said, mustering only enough willpower to break the kiss long enough to suggest they move this someplace else, especially since she doubted she could stop the stallion form bending her over the table and taking her right then and there.
"Lead the way..." the young stud said, not even slightly winded despite the fact that the ligress was so flustered that she was struggling the catch her breath. She found herself obeying the male without hesitation, her hips swaying a little more than they needed to as she led him towards her bedroom.
She could feel his eyes on her as she walked and a smile played at the corners of her muzzle as the thought brought back some confidence. The dress she was wearing was unremarkable, but it hugged every curve, and the ligress had plenty to hug. She knew males were often drawn to her body which combined feline grace with contours that were decidedly more generous. Careful exercise kept her just soft enough while giving her an hourglass figure, one that would have a male's palms itching for a chance to explore.
"Undress me..." the stallion commanded casually and to her embarrassment Renata found her hands flying to the buttons on his shirt.
As she fumbled with them she leaned close to the colt, her nostrils flaring as she unconsciously sniffed his scent, her body responding to the masculine musk of an equine in his sexual prime. When the shirt was off she paused for a second to admire his powerful chest and sculpted abs before her eyes wandered lower. She knelt in front of him as she undid his belt, swallowing past a lump in her throat when her eyes caught the sight of the stallion's cock outlined against one pant leg. He'd obviously enjoyed the sight of her flared hips swaying as she walked him to her bedroom.
She carefully slid his pants and underwear down, mindful of the shaft that she was amazed to find was still slipping form the equine sheath. Once the slightly flared head was free the scent of him became much stronger, and it took all the willpower the ligress possessed to keep herself from just grabbing the slowly growing member and stuffing it into her muzzle. She rose to her feet simply to get away from the temptation, but found herself one again transfixed by the young stud's gaze.
She felt her heart flutter as his hands landed on her shoulders, his fingers trailing along her collarbone to the neckline of her dress. She found herself crying out as the colt casually tore it open, the sound of ripping fabric seeming to fill the room, leaving her heaving chest exposed to the young stud's admiring eyes. Renata knew that feeling sexy can be empowering for women, and while many females accomplished this by wearing underwear that was skimpy or lacy even when they weren't expecting to show it to anyone, the ligress always felt at her most sensual when she went without underwear at all, something that became evident as Adam tore her dress the rest of the way and left her entirely exposed.
Due to her mixed heritage, Renata's colors weren't as bright as a tigers - she was tawny where a tigress would be orange, her front creamy rather than white and the stripes a little less pronounced. But her form was more opulent even that that of a tigress, with breasts that hung from her chest due to their sheer weight but remained perfectly pear-shaped. Her belly was almost flat, with just a slightest soft bump above her pubic region that would often draw a male's paw as the contemplated what that belly would look like if the stunning ligress allowed them to give her a cub. It had not escaped Adam's notice, and Renata felt her thighs clenching together as he laid his palm on the fluffy paunch.
The ligress couldn't explain the state she was in. She had considered the possibility that tonight might end with some intimate entertainment, but her legs were trembling as Adam maneuvered her to her bed, and she could feel a little bit of her nectar leaking from between them with every anxious step. In her vision their roles had been reversed - an eager but inexperienced young male, willing to learn and desperate to please. But as he lay her down on her back there was no mistaking who was in control here, nor who had the benefit of experience.
She saw him kneel between her legs and her thighs almost flew open, putting her moist sex on full display for the young stallion. She was huffing as he leaned closer and closer to her lips and almost bit her tongue when he blew out a warm puff of air over her soaked sex. Her hands grabbed fistfuls of sheets as he pushed his hands under her behind, the lust-struck feline obliging him by lifting her rear up until she could feel his palms cupping her rounded cheeks.
When the equine tongue swiped across her slit she could feel her legs tremble, and when Adam pushed it past her lips she could feel her claws unsheathing and gouging holes in the sheets. She wondered if the stallion could read minds considering he'd wasted so little time before burying his muzzle between her thick thighs. Renata had a particular fondness for feeling a tongue dip into her honeypot, the bigger the better. Although most of the time she like to get the male on his back and look down on him with her best bedroom eyes as she straddled his face and spread herself over his mouth. Bulls and equines were her favorite, and she'd spent many happy hours bucking her mound against an unprotesting male's face, making sure he was drenched before she let him burry his aching cock between the well-tongued folds.
She'd often wondered if it was the power she really liked about that - standing over a huge male, making him go without even as he brought her to climax. Adam solved that mystery for her. She was anything but powerful and confident now, her claws tearing her bedding to shreds as she fought the urge the squirm. Adam didn't just push his tongue in, but was rather pushing just a little bit more into her with every lick. It was cruel and delightful at the same time, teasing the panting ligress and making her wonder just how deep the probing equine would reach.
She could feel her sex grow wet despite the fact that the stallion was diligently cleaning up the mess almost as fast as her body could make it, the tip of Adam's tongue coiling up at just the right spot to make her toes curl. It was masterful, the technique of a male who'd been doing this sort of thing the moment he'd hit puberty. Renata felt a familiar heat build between her thighs and fought the urge to clench them up around the slurping stallion's head.
She was on the very edge of what was promising to be a mind-blowing climax when Adam's grip on her shifted. What little breath she'd managed to catch left her mouth as a startled squeal when she found her lower half being easily lifted up by the colt as he rose to a kneeling position. Her legs folded on instinct, her calves resting firmly against Adam's broad back as the young stud held her up by her wide hips with obvious ease. She took a moment to marvel at the muscles of the stallion's arms and neck bulging as he brought her sex to his muzzle again, but her vision seemed to fade as that broad tongue invaded her once again.
And 'invaded' was certainly the right word - Adam's previous licks seemed timid by comparison as he pushed his appendage as deep as he could in the squealing feline, the thick tongue forcing her lips wide before the stud pressed his own against them. It was a strange parody of a kiss, with her young lover holding her rear close to his muzzle instead of her head. But her mind was reeling as his tongue filled her more snuggly than some shafts she'd taken, the stallion's lips pressing against her splayed labia and the huffs from his nostrils blowing against the sensitive nub at the top of the stuffed slit.
Renata could feel her tail lashing under her and knew full well what that meant. She felt the claws on her hands go straight through her bedding and into her mattress as the ones on her feet poked against Adam's bare back as her toes curled. She threw her head back and yowled as it finally hit her, the blissful release making her body twitch in the young horse's grip, her sex gushing and releasing a torrent of feline nectar into the stud's waiting mouth.
The yowl had faded into a purr, loud and uneven as the ligress rode the orgasmic high, her behind held securely in her lover's strong hands despite the way her climax had made her writhe. Little tremors still played across her body, especially her abdomen, the aftershocks of the earth-shaking orgasm that had reduced her mind to rubble. A moan interrupted her purring when she felt the tongue withdraw, but she didn't try to stop it. In the aftermath of her orgasm her velvety walls felt over-sensitive, and it was with only a token reluctance that she let the equine appendage slip out of her, a thin strand of her honey briefly connecting the tip to her fluttering lips.
Once Adam shifted his grip and began lowering her hips she caught sight of his mottled girth as the colt slid her well-tongued sex along the underside of the equine spire. Her eyes went wide at the sight of what must have been two feet of turgid stallion-flesh, the flare throbbing with every beat of the stud's heart and sending clear liquid trickling along the veiny length. Tongues weren't the only reason Renata preferred big males, and normally the throbbing rod would have her licking her lips, but the majestic maleness was making a silent demand that the still reeling feline wasn't sure she could satisfy.
After cumming around Adam's tongue even her slit felt over-sensitive as it was pressed against the underside of the equine cock, and she knew the delicate pink walls of her sex would be in an even worse state. Normally in this situation she'd have the male relax while she engulfed his cock in both her mouth and her cleavage, but she was still panting wildly and couldn't afford to have her muzzle plugged by the massive member.
Adam, it would seem, was about to solve her dilemma for her. The tigress did her best to peek over her pillowy mounds as the young stud held her hips at arm's length, shifting back on the bed until his cock slid back and the blunt head was rubbing against her clit. As he carefully angled the flare just a little lower Renata found herself at once dreading having to take that while she was still so sensitive, but also too thrilled by the situation to even suggest to the young stud that they slow down.
She was both physically and socially a fairly imposing woman, and no male she'd ever been with had ever dared take control of her of completely. She was in Adams' hands now, in every sense of the phrase as the young stallion ground his leaking tip against her lips, her messy slit splaying around the blunt cockhead as the ligress prepared for the inevitable. One sharp buck of the stud's hips, one wet slurp from between her legs and the flare was buried within her, along with several inches of throbbing equine meat.
"Uhh ffffffuu..." Renata moaned out, her words slurred as more of Adam's length was pushed into her.
She could feel herself being dragged along the sheets as the smiling stud literally pulled her onto his length, moist little sounds escaping her straining pussy as the feline femininity adjusted itself to something that would have been challenging for a mare. As her sex struggled to stretch around the equine invader the ligress' hands flew to her breasts, trembling fingers seeking out the nipples standing stiff in tiny circles of bare skin. She began playing with her lush mounds, the sensation serving to distract her from the overwhelming pleasure coming from further down her body. Even with the soft globes laying as flat against her chest as they could it was hard to see the point where Adam's twitching cock disappeared into her body, leaving the mature feline's imagination to grow wild. In her flustered state she began to wonder if this was reality, or if maybe she'd passed out after that wonderful round of cunnilingus and she was merely dreaming that the stud who'd eaten her out was now pushing an endless length past her splayed lips.
The pop of the medial ring as it slipped into her dispelled that notion, and after Adam seemed to pause for a second Renata found herself trailing one hand over her belly. Despite the fluffy fur covering it and the slight softness of her tummy she realized she could feel the bulge of the bestial length embedded in her. It was only when her equine lover gave another gentle buck and his tip began to grind against a barrier within her body that it occurred to her why he'd stopped before hilting inside her. The realization brought heat to the ligress' cheeks, since before this she wasn't sure a male could bottom out within her.
When Adam began to pull out she realized that was all the time she'd have to adjust to the massive member filling her to her limit. She could feel her delicate inner lips clinging to the now slick length, tingles running up her spine as half the veiny shaft slid out of her warm tunnel before one thrust from the young stallion sent the whole thing back in. There had been a flash of pain as the blunt head of the stud's cock slammed into her cervix, but the thrill of having Adam take her like this was worth that and more. Renata gave him an almost drunken nod to continue, her hands digging into the pillowy flesh of her breasts as if gripping them could keep her steady during the rutting that was to come.
Adam gave her a few more thrusts the same as the last one - gentle pull-out followed by a stab as he pushed his cock in to her very limits. That would have been quite enough for the lust-struck ligress but her equine lover seemed to have other plans. She could feel the fingers holding her dig into the soft flesh of her hips and could see the muscles on the stud's body flex as he strengthened his already firm grip.
Once he was sure of his hold on the buxom feline, Adam allowed a smile to cross his muzzle before he began to truly breed the ligress. A cry was torn from those gorgeous lips as his first lightning-fast strike slammed into her, replaced by a shaky moan as he began to rut her like a jackhammer, his hips a blur as he slid half his length in and out of that sloppy sex faster than the eye could follow. Her velvety tunnel was responding to the assault, her passage growing wetter with every thrust despite the fact that every entry of the equine cock into her pumped her nectar out in gratuitously loud ways. It was a savage tempo few females expected from something as large as an equine, and it seemed Renata had been no exception. 
Thumbs and forefingers found her thick, stiff nipples on instinct, the buxom feline tweaking her aching nubs even as the young stallion fucked her into near-oblivion. Her eyes had been half-closed but they shot open when she felt wetness against the pads twisting her nipples and saw thin, weak streams of white shoot from the pinched tips.
"There's a good girl. Milk them for me..." Adam said, barely winded despite the fact that he was giving the ligress the fucking of her life.
Renata felt color rush to her cheeks at his words and his casual demand that she continue to perform for him despite her embarrassment. This had only happened one in the mature feline's life, and that had been in her student days, after a particularly wild night spent with two lovers. That had been the most intense sexual experience she'd ever had and had apparently done something to her body to make it lactate, if only briefly. What those two men had accomplished after taking turns with her for almost an entire night, this colt had managed in less than half an hour!
But Renata couldn't find it in her to deny his request, so her fingers kept tweaking and teasing, pulling on the stiff nubs and sending sprays of warm milk arcing through the air only to fall on her and soak into the lush feline coat. She continued until her nipples were almost aching and every drop was spent, but the look of satisfaction on the colt's face made it worth it.
The show must have been arousing enough for Adam to spur him on, since his hips began to move even faster against the ligress' crotch. Renata's hands left her breasts as the stunned feline sought something to hold on to, her questing paws only serving to further shred the sheets as her now unrestrained breasts jumped wildly in response to the stud's thrusting, shaking off the few droplets clinging to the feminine nubs..
Despite his rich and varied experience, Adam had to admit that the ligress' form was quite a sight, the generously padded feline figure jiggling and rippling under his amorous assault. He could feel her sex stretch a little as he rutted her like no male had before, but the base of his cock still remained outside the embrace of that feline sex while the rest of his length was getting polished to a slick sheen by the taut lips.
"Mmh...mmh...mmhoo..." Renata tried to stutter, but she seemed to have trouble mustering both enough breath and brain power to do so. What she was trying to ask for was probably quite stupid and reckless, but in her current state Renata couldn't pass up the opportunity.
The stallion's next thrust was sharper, the stab of pain telling the ligress that he'd understood her mumbled plea. She tried to relax despite the fact that it wouldn't help - nothing but brute force form her lover would get her what she wanted at this point. The next thrust would have pushed her further up on the bed if Adam didn't have such a firm grip on her, and as tears ran from her eyes the feline knew he was close.
Both pain and passion threatened to overwhelm her, and with her final sapient thought Renata grabbed a nearby pillow and pressed it against her face. It had proven well timed and barely adequate to muffle the roaring scream of the ligress as the blunt head of her lover's cock was forced past her cervix. It would have been like losing her virginity all over again if her first lover had been half as passionate as the equine Adonis now taking her as no male had, the thick base of his cock stretching her lips almost painfully while the flared tip of his cock pressed against the wall of her womb.
She took the pillow off her face when the threat of waking up half the neighborhood became less distressing than the threat of suffocating. She was the black marks on the fabric where her runny eyeliner had rubbed off and wondered just what a mess she must be now. Still, one glance at the hungry equine eyes sliding along her body told her that Adam was still very much aroused by her, and at that moment that was all that mattered.
His thrusts were shallow now, his flare never leaving her womb as her petals were pried open over and over by the thickest part of the girthy length. The pain of having her uterus fucked faded, at least for the time being, washed away on the tide of pleasure that had the feline fighting just to stay conscious. Too soon she felt another climax approaching and she desperately began to clutch at the empty air above her, no longer able to think, let alone speak.
Thankfully Adam understood what she wanted. He was careful not to slide out of her as he lowered her ass to the mattress and his body over hers. He couldn't thrust as hard in this position, but the sensation of his weight on top of her as his hard chest pressed against her soft bosom made up for it. She wrapped her arms around him, her legs feeling too rubbery to do the same as she buried her nose in his neck.
It took only a few more seconds to push the ligress over, the once proud female mewling like a freshly deflowered kitten as her sex contracted around the still pistoning shaft. She could feel herself gush around Adam, the mess quickly getting pumped out of her overstuffed sex and trickling down to her winking pucker. She felt the stallion bottom out inside her, the heavy pouch pressed against her slick rosebud pulsing just before the monstrous rod impaling her did the same. Her eyes rolled back as she accepted the first blast of her lover's load, the flared head depositing what felt like a pint of equine seed directly into her womb.
Her nose was filled with the scent of him, and the smell of equine perspiration despite the fact that his fur barely felt damp under her palms. He'd fucked her brains out and he'd barely broken a sweat! It would have been a sobering thought if the purring feline could think at this point, but the sensation of being trapped under the young stud while he filled her to the brim proved too distracting. But even after he'd filled the feline's nubile body the cock continued to shoot within her, giving Renata more than her body could take. She felt her womb swelling and it was only when the equine appendage she was impaled on softened a little that the stud's cum gushed around the shaft piercing her cervix. Renata couldn't help but wince at the wet  noise the cum made as it gushed around Adam's stallionhood, a few trickled of the pearly go trickling down and covering her twitching tailhole.
She still wasn't sure how she'd wound up like this. Hadn't she been having coffee and gently reprimanding the young man less than an hour ago? How did she get here - a panting, purring mess with the stud's member buried deeper inside her than any previous lover had ever been? She supposed she should have been afraid of something that could make her lose control so completely, but a slight shifting of Adam's weight on top of her filled her with an altogether different fear.
"No! Pleesh... shtay..'" she slurred out drunkenly, feeling a desperate urge to remain with the stallion at least a little while longer.
"Don't worry, I'm just getting comfortable..." he said, and she only then realized just how much of his weight had been resting on her, and just how little she'd minded. "It took some work, but I managed to clear my weekend, so there will be plenty of time for me to give you what you need." He said, and as if to illustrate his point he brought two fingers dripping with his punk to the ligress muzzle. To her surprise and embarrassment, the ligress found her muzzle opening as if on its own as she closed her lips around the messy digits and began to suckle them clean.
Renata's brain tried to process that even as her sex twitched at the thought of a full weekend with Adam. It had taken him no time to claim her like no male had before, and by the time Monday rolled around she knew she'd give the stud everything else, every way he wanted it. Her heat was quite regular and she knew she wouldn't be fertile for another week or so, but that would change very little. On the off-chance that she managed to avoid succumbing to Adam while in the throes of estrus, her womb would still be full of virile equine sperm just lying in wait for her eggs. Before drifting off, the ligress made a mental note to approve the proposal for the campus day-care. She had a feeling that many of the students and faculty would need it soon enough...
*******
"Mr. Palmer? I'd like a moment of your time..." Brenda said, catching the eye and attention of the young stallion as he filed out.
"I'm all yours Ms. Morris..." the equine replied, and the honey badger couldn't help but smirk at his nonchalant attitude. True, Brenda was only a teaching assistant, but she could generally make her students a bit squirmy if she singled them out.
"I've been hoping to have a little talk with you. In the back room if you don't mind..." she replied, leading him along in a way that clearly showed she wasn't merely asking politely. The space behind the classroom served as both a supply closet and a sort of office for TA's when the need arose, and would serve for a somewhat personal talk she intended to have with the cocky colt.
"Mr. Palmer, I'll be blunt - do you know what the 'stallion rush' is?" she asked, giving him a look that would have had most males on the defensive, if not the retreat. Brenda's kind was generally anything but timid, and her time in the Marine Corps had honed the badgeress' will even further. But the stallion in front of her remained unfazed.
"I think I've heard it mentioned, but to tell you the truth I'm not sure what it is..."
"All right Adam, I'll be blunt." She began, switching to his first name, just to set the relationship between them. "I'm not going to give you an abstinence lecture to urge you to focus on your studies. It was only a few years ago that I was a student here myself. I know what it's like, and I know that for a lot of people blowing off steam helps them focus on their study. So as far as I'm concerned, the faculty has no business poking their noses in the student's lives, as long as they are showing up for lectures and paying attention to what we're trying to teach them." She said, while Adam politely nodded. 
Brenda was of course not a professor yet, but the old bear who she was assisting trusted her enough to let her teach a class every now and again, especially since he knew she could keep the students in line. The honey badger had done a tour of duty, but it was mainly to pay for college. That, and to get her from under her parents' thumbs. She never intended to pursue a full-time career in the armed forces, but floating the idea that she might become a life-long jarhead to her mother had made the controlling woman change her mind about her 'little girl' becoming something more than a loving wife.
"So you might be wondering why I've called you here. Part of it's the rumors. Again, anything that happens during a student's free time is none of my business, even if it means a lot of girls suddenly start acting a little stupider than usual. But yesterday I had to call a student in for a talk because I saw her fidgeting all through the lecture. She tried to play dumb for as long as she could. That is, until whatever she had in her amped up and started vibrating to the point that  we could both clearly hear it." she said, remembering the way the bunny had blushed and squeezed her thighs together, as if Brenda's gaze could crawl up her skirt and discover her poorly kept secret.
"Now, if you want to have your fun and sow your wild oats, well you're all adults so it's up to you. But these girls came to school because they wanted to make something of themselves, and if you're doing anything to keep them from paying attention in class then you're stepping on my nerves. Now you may think you're God's gift to women..."
"I don't think I'm God's gift to women..." Adam interjected calmly.
"Good, then you'll agree..."
"I know I'm God's gift to women." He replied, and for a moment Brenda was stunned by his matter-of-fact tone. There was no boasting in it. The sentence was delivered with the measured voice of a person claiming the sky was blue.
"Hmpf! Is that so?" the badgeress asked, folding her arms under her chest. She had to give it to the colt - he had some serious balls trying something like this with her.  She'd faced down a lot of cocky young men during her adult life, and they'd all learned just how little 'cocky' would help them with her.
"Yeah. I tell women what I want them to do, and they wind up doing it. Understand, I don't have a low opinion of females - I don't think they always roll over and do whatever a male tells them to do..."
"Just when you do it?" Brenda asked, cocking an eyebrow and trying not to smirk. The balls on this kid...
"That's right. Ever since I hit puberty. The 'stallion rush' you mentioned? I talked to a girl about the sorts of things that turn me on. I never asked them to do anything. In fact..." he said, and for a moment Brenda was stunned as the young stud pulled off his t-shirt, showing off a very impressive equine torso.
"Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" she asked. She wasn't really worried. Despite the difference in their size she knew if the stallion tried to get fresh the worst thing to happen to her would be having to explain why she broke a student's arm in several places.
"Call it an experiment. If you can turn me down, it will make me see my relationships with women differently." He said, tossing both the shirt and his mane. Brenda tried her best not to laugh at his presumption, even as her eyes took in the sight of him.
"And if not?" she asked, willing to rise to the challenge, or more to the point - unable to back down from one.
"Well, I've never left a woman unsatisfied..." he said, neither blushing nor balking as he slid his pants down his legs and stood up in front of the badgeress completely bare.
"All right fucker, you're on!" Brenda replied, albeit more colorfully than she intended, but the stallion's attitude had gotten her more riled than she'd first thought.
Eager to give the cocky young stud a taste of his own medicine, the badgeress wasted little time shedding her clothes, striking a pose once she was as naked as the male. She knew what this was going to be about - mutual teasing and trying to push the other person into caving in and begging for something more. And one glimpse of her body made it clear to anyone just how much Brenda had to give.
Her years in the Corps had left her with several physical benefits and one of them was good posture. Up front Brenda was a study in sleek ebony fur, with a pure-white 'V' starting from between her eyes and blossoming into a what would be a wild and flowing mane if she didn't keep it bound in a pony-tail most of the time. Her breasts were C-cups but looked bigger on the somewhat short female, and a vigorous workout regimen meant that apart from her chest and ass her body was hard and trim. This also had the benefit of keeping her girls up so that they had a push-up bra effect even when the badgeress was stark naked. After a few seconds of subtle posing she decided to go on the offensive. The equine's attitude had gotten to her more than she was willing to show, and she was eager to knock the stallion down a peg or two. He was cute, she'd give him that, but Brenda smirked at the thought of just how cuter he'd look once he was begging for pussy.
"So this is it? This is what I'm supposed to lose my mind over?" She asked, walking up to the stallion and hefting his still semi-hard shaft. He was hung, she had to admit, but what kind of woman loses her mind over a male just because he's got something swinging between his legs.
"It's what you're supposed to try and not lose your mind over..." the colt replied, his voice even despite that the badgeress was groping his heavy length in a way that had the blunt tip leaking.
"You've got some balls punk..." Brenda tossed back, the half-hidden smile on her face making her look less annoyed than her tone suggested. "...and these feel pretty hefty too. You sure you've been getting laid as often as you claim?" she crooned, trying to heft the stud's sack with a strong hand. Fuck, I can palm a basketball but I can barely hold on to both of these nuts!
"Just very productive, I guess. I still got more than enough to give you a foal, if you want..." Adam tossed back and the badgeress let the two heavy orbs dangle as she shifted her grip along the now erect length. She wasn't ready to admit it, but the cock throbbing against her palm really was a sight to see. Heck, it would be scary if Brenda could get scared. Smells nice too she thought to herself, noting that unlike the other strutting males the stud standing before her didn't routinely douse himself with deodorants and aftershave. He smelled like an actual male, rather than a walking scratch and sniff add.
The badgeress shot him a quick glance, but the unwavering expression on that devilishly handsome muzzle irked her off and urged her to up the ante. She gave the stud a grin that showed an impressive array of sharp, pointy teeth, but she made sure the stallion didn't feel any of them as she pushed her muzzle down on the blunt end of his member.
She knew there were rumors floating around that she was a 'dyke' since she hardly kept her time in the service a secret, but the truth was that Brenda liked men and loved cocks! True, she wasn't about to let one run her life (neither a man nor a cock, that is) but she knew how to handle both, as evidenced by the skilled tongue furiously tracing the sensitive rim of the subtly flared equine head. Her tiny ears were perked but to her disappointment there was no strained groan coming from the male in her grasp, and she huffed when instead she felt a hand settle on the top of her head. Worse yet, Adam wasn't trying to push her down! At least that would have meant he was getting impatient and that she was wining. He was just resting her hand there and patronizing her! She took a firm grip of the young stud's pride and joy with one hand while she used the other to play with the big dangly sack under the mottled cannon, using every trick she knew to get a reaction out of him.
"Not that you're doing a great job down there, but I kind of have other obligations, so if we could wrap this up..." he said, and Brenda couldn't help but grimace around the warm length buried in her muzzle at his even, casual tone. She knew he was aroused since the pillar of horseflesh was leaking like a broken faucet down her gullet and the monster was flexing in her grip. So that's how you want to play...
She released the tip of Adam's cock from her maw and wasted little time clearing the surface of her desk. It was only after she'd flung the piles of paper to the ground that she realized just how irked the stallion had gotten her, her chest heaving with what was mostly rage. It took her a few seconds to work out the height difference between them and decide on how she wanted to do this. Making a quick choice she clambered onto the now bare desktop and knelt on it with her legs spread wide. She finished up by laying her front along the hard surface and flinging her short tail up.
"Let's see what you can do then, you cocky son of a bitch. First one to cum - looses!" she almost growled out, a sinister grin creeping across her muzzle.
The horsey was in for a surprise now, and even when his fist closed around the base of her tail and his blunt tip was pressed against the moist lips of her sex, Brenda felt fully in control. Or at least she would be, once the stud pushed that thing in! She doubted he'd ever been with a girl quite like her, and the badgeress flexed her firm stomach in anticipation. Back in her unit she'd been able to do more sit-up than most males, and combined with regular Kegels it had given the black-and-white female a fierce array of abdominal muscles.
This is where she'd turn the tide. Even as the stallion's head spread her wide enough to sting she kept smiling, imagining how the colt will react when het hot, snug little box tightened around him like an amorous python and began to milk that prodigious length. She gave him a minute of humping, at most, until those ripe nuts lifted and shot his white flag inside her before she'd even gotten properly worked up. The prideful stud would be willing to do anything to keep the fiasco between them, and then it would be her turn to get her rocks off. Even as he began to push in and spread her open, she was imagining herself straddling that handsome face and forcing the cocky colt to clean up his own mess. Just for starters...
Fuck, he's thicker than he looks she thought as the advancing length forced her body to stretch. Most females her size would probably be whimpering at this point, the sensible ones begging the endowed stallion to slow down. But not Brenda, or for that matter any other member of her species. Back in the service, her C.O. had told her in private that the military always found a way to send honey badgers to the front lines, because it was said that they knew no fear. The monochromatic female had to agree, since the only thing she felt as her body was invaded and pried open by the girthy cock was an eagerness for more, to push herself to the edge and wipe that smirk off Adam's...
"Unf!" she grunted, pulled from her little daydream by a sharp sting as the slithering stopped and the tip of the stallion's cock brushed against her cervix.
"Looks like that's your limit..." she heard Adam say as he nudged the flare against the barrier to her womb to prove his point. Desperately craning her neck to look behind her Brenda could see he was right. Worse yet, he was only about two-thirds of the way inside her, if that!
"Q-quit gloating and start fucking!" she growled, glad that the black fur of her face would hide her blush.
The shame of being unable to take him burned more than the walls of her sex as the stud did as she commanded, keeping a firm grip on her tail as he set a fast, vigorous pace from the very start. The friction was overwhelming at first, but after half a minute of his cock leaking inside her and combining with her own juices the pistoning became both bearable and sloppy. 
Every now and again the badgeress would go on the offensive, tightening up her sex so that it either squeezed around Adams shaft when he pulled out, or clenched when he tried to force it back in. She got a few groans from him when she did that, but the equine length responded in turn by flexing inside her and making Brenda feel so full that stars began to dance at the corners of her vision.
"To bad you're not in heat. You'd look cute with that six-pack turning into a nice big baby-bump..." the stud pumping her slit replied, barely winded despite the vigorous pace.
"So that's what you get off on? Filling - ungh!- women with your foals and leaving them to take care of your mess?" the badgeress grunted, each stroke of the stud's shaft driving a little air out of her when it punched against her cervix.
"You got me wrong. That's why I'm here studying for a degree in finances. Wanna make sure my harem is well cared for..."
Harem!? The word filled the feisty female with outrage that did little to temper the pleasure she was feeling as a result of the vigorous breeding the colt was giving her. This son of a bitch thought women were his toys - pliant cock-sleeves and eager brood-mothers, and to her dismay she wasn't really proving him wrong.
"Push it in..."she growled even as her body was being nudged back and forth on the hard desk.
"What?"
"Push - ungh! -it in! To the hilt, you bastard, or pull out and see if you can stuff it back into your pants before I kick your ass out!" she snarled, gripping the edges of the desk as she braced for what she knew would be painful even for her.
It was looking less and less likely that she'd win this. It was an effort just to keep from panting as the stallion fucked her like no one could before, her nipples so hard that she wondered if they would scratch up the surface of the wood her tits were pressed against. But if she was going to cum before the smug colt did, at least it wouldn't be from just a little more than half his cock buried between her legs. If the stud wanted to take everything she had, it would take everything he had to do it.
She clenched her teeth even as Adam's fist clenched around her tail, a sure sign that the stallion buried in her straining sex wouldn't back down from this challenge. She fought the urge to hiss as he ground that blunt head against her cervix, feeling the barrier dimple under the pressure but fail to yield. Adam gave a sharp buck of his hips, a jab against the barrier sending a jolts of pain and pleasure lancing through Brenda's body. He pulled out a little further then, and gave another thrust that almost broke through, leaving the badgeress with little flecks of foam flying from her muzzle as she struggled to breathe through clenched teeth.
"Here, bite on this..." she heard him say as she pushed some fabric against her closed maw. Not wanting to either bite her tongue off of grind her teeth to nubs she opened to admit the wad, realizing that Adam had stuffed her own panties into her mouth only when the stud began to pull out again. They could both hear the slurp as the stallion slipped several inches from her splayed lips, and Brenda prepared herself for what was sure to be the biggest thrust yet.
She was proven right when the bestial rod pushed briefly against and then through the final barrier in her body, a muffled snarl escaping her gagged muzzle as Adam followed through on the thrust, sheathing himself finally in her speared sex. Brenda knew on some level that she was in pain, and quite a lot of it, but at this point it was impossible to tell apart from the pleasure. She could feel her lips wrap taught around the thick base and felt a little surge of triumph when that bulging sack nudged against her clit.
She expected Adam to gloat at his own victory, but was surprised when she instead felt the stud's other hand grab her ponytail and yank hard on it.  Her panties muffled her curse as he pulled her up from the tabletop, forcing her to arch her back as he kept one hand fisted around her tail while the other held the back of her head.
He gave her no time to adjust, but then Brenda had no intention for asking for any. He kept his strokes short but anything but gentle and the badgeress could feel herself drooling around the cotton jammed in her muzzle as the male began to fuck her uterus. The smell of a powerful rutting stallion began to fill the tiny room and she couldn't help but smile around her gag - at least the cocky bastard was working up a sweat! It was a small consolation, and she forced herself to ignore the fact that her own sex was pulsing and leaking around the length as he claimed her more thoroughly than anyone ever had.
She wondered briefly if she might still win their little game, although as her climax approached it seemed less important than it had at first. It still galled her that he had this much control over her - holding her by both her tails as he forced her shoulders back and her chest forward, her tits bouncing almost painfully from the jack-hammer rutting her womb was receiving. He slowed his thrusting for a moment and Brenda wondered if this was it - had he reached his limits and were those hands about to grab her hips as he ground against her stuffed pussy?
She only realized she was wrong when the hands slid between the folds of her legs and under her knees, the stallion's intentions remaining a mystery until he pulled her up and back, hoisting her from the table. Brenda coughed out her gag as her hands flailed wildly, trying to find some support until one wrapped itself around Adams head, her fingers tangling in his mane as she held on for dear life despite the fact that he seemed to have a firm grip on her.
"Aah! F-f-fucker!" she growled out when she felt his teeth on the back of her neck, any other comment driven out of her lungs as he began to thrust once again.
It was even worse from this angle, or more to the point - even better. She could hear their juices squelching out of her and a look down told her why. There was simply no room in her any more, which the bulge traveling up and down her six-pack abs proved every time the stallion holding her up thrust into her. Looking a little lower she could see those fat equine nuts slapping up against her mound with every thrust, and the sight of them proved too much for her to bear.
She bit her lip as her sex tightened further around the stallion's cock, tasting a little bit of blood on her tongue before her world exploded and her toes curled. She could feel her sex milking the still rutting equine and felt some small satisfaction when a short while later the monstrous rod began twitching within her, that low-hanging pouch drawing up just before Adam painted her insides with a fresh layer of horse-cum.
He kept fucking her womb even as he flooded it, little growls and yips getting past Brenda's muzzle as she watched her once flat stomach swell just a little as Adam's spunk blasted her insides. Once he was done spraying the colt wasted little time laying her face-down back on the table and pulling his still semi-erect cock from her well-bred slit. The flare hurt a little when it slipped past her cervix, and she barely felt it when it cleared her bruised lips, only registering it was gone when Adam's cum began to drool form her. Meanwhile Brenda clutched the edges of her desk, clinging to the hard wood as her world continued to spin.
"Tell you what..." she heard Adam speak, barely out of breath as he quickly got dressed. "I'd be willing to call this a draw if that would put you in the mood for a rematch..." he said, finishing by slapping his heavy cock against Brenda's exposed ass before stuffing in his pants. And for once the badgeress was glad she had no breath to spare on speaking. Otherwise she knew she would have begged the stallion for the chance to clean his dripping lenght...
*******
Adam remained passive, and happily so as he lay back while watching the two girl's kiss. His happiness stemmed from several sources. One was that the two kangaroo femmes were kissing for his benefit, although there was a definite passion to the play of lips and tongues while they took only the occasional glance at him out of the corners of their lidded eyes. Another reason was that the jills were twins, making their sloppy kissing all the more taboo. The last but definitely not the least reason was that each girl was kneeling on one side of his hips and as they embraced and pressed their chests against each other, his erection was comfortably wedged between the quartet of fuzzy breasts.
Mina and Nina were identical twins and quite literally equally gorgeous. The sophomores had slender shoulders that made their perky mounds look more generous than they were, an illusion that was only dispelled when Adam laid a palm on one firm mound and hid it with his large hand. The hands in question were now resting on both the girl's bottoms where there was no danger of them eclipsing the feminine curves while he savored the tactile sensation of them.
Being kangaroos, each girl's waspish waist flared noticeably into generous hips, mouthwateringly rounded behinds and thick but firm thighs. And while he admired the softness of their rumps, every time he'd give one of the bouncy cheeks a grope he would encounter the firmness of the muscles that gave it its perfect shape, evidence of hard work spent molding what nature gave them into something that a male couldn't fail to notice.
He tried not to interrupt the girls with his little groping, especially since they'd gotten really into it now and were providing him with a show any man would kill to be able to see. And sight alone didn't do it justice, because it left out the sensation of having your cock wedged in two cleavages at once, with a pair of hearts beating against it so hard that Adam got the impression they were trying to massage him.
With that in mind, he limited his tender touches to the rock-hard rumps, only occasionally letting his fingers stray in their wanderings, slipping into the crevices where the fur ran paler either seeking out a moist cleft or sliding up to brush against the sensitive spot under one of the jill's tails. This would sometimes earn him a brief but needy moan, or a sharp squeak, quickly muffled by the vocal girl's sibling.
"Oooh fuck Nina, look at that thing!" one of the twins husked while the other tried to pull her errant sister back into their kiss. "Mpff! Couldn't we just let him rip? Imagine getting doused by that..." Mina cooed after managing once again to disentangle her lips from the other jill's long enough to look down at the slightly flared tip sticking out from between their chests. The horny kangaroo couldn't help but lick her long, delicate muzzle as she watched the tip nestled in the blunt cockhead leak a little, sending another little rivulet running down the length to soak into the downy fur covering their breasts.
"Ungh, you're incorrigible! Listen up - we... are... in... heat!" Nina said in a stern tone, flicking her twin's ears in an alternating pattern to punctuate her statement, while the chastised sister winced at every hit until she finally remembered to fold her big ears down and out of the irate jill's reach.
"I know, that's what I mean. Natural urges and all that..."
"No, that's not 'natural urges', that's you being a messy perv..."
"Hmm. Well I am your older sister. You shouldn't talk to me like that..." she said while averting her eyes and avoiding her twin's accurate assessment.
"Minutes don't count. Look, if you're getting antsy we can move along with the plan. You ready for your bit big guy?" she said, turning to face Adam. The stallion merely returned her smile and flexed the cock comfortably trapped between them, the pair of feminine eyes widening as his tip flared briefly. "Fuck, this thing's ready to breed..." Nina said in a breathy tone, her smile replaced by a look of both lust and awe.
The twins did have a plan, and Adam knew it as well. They were indeed in heat but only one of them would still be in heat when they left. The other would be walking out with Adam's foal growing in her belly, but the thrill of the plan was that neither jill knew which one of them would be the lucky mommy. They'd simply let the stud alternate between two deliciously snug slits, and the one he's in when he lets loose wins the prize (in about nine months).
Just the thought of the impending breeding had the matched kangaroo femininities dripping onto the stallion's sheets as the two shared one last kiss before disentangling and releasing the equine spire from between their breasts. The two knew full well that they were waaaay closer than siblings should be, and had been like that since they'd entered puberty. They'd maintained their taboo relationship as best they could under their parents' roof, but once they went to college and moved into a place of their own they'd decided to enjoy their new love-nest to the fullest. 
Despite the fact that in preparation for their evening Adam they'd tried gently (and successfully!) fisting each other, the two jills had butterflies in their still flat stomachs at the thought of taking suck a beast between their legs. Well, they certainly couldn't take it dry, despite the fact that their macropod honeypots were anything but, so the two began kissing and licking their way down the mottled length.
Mina seemed reluctant to stray too far from that dribbling flare, so she licked her way back upwards slowly but surely after she'd reached the thick medial ring. Nina, on the other hand found her eyes drawn lower, to the massive sack laying under the mottled rod. Despite her chastisements directed at her twin she was aware that she was salivating, drooling over the equine appendage as she worshiped it along with her twin, a phrase that seemed oddly appropriate. Adam's endowment was something you'd expect to see on an ancient statue representing a pagan fertility deity, not a flesh and blood male.
She used both hands to lift the bulging pouch up a little, marveling at the sheer weight of the stud's swollen robs before lovingly running her tongue over the smooth skin of the equine sack. Even as she licked and kissed Adam's family jewels, she could hear her sister noisily slurping around the scepter, so to speak. With her hands filled with the hefty globes and her vision filled with the thick base of the equine spire, she wondered briefly what it would feel for the lucky one of them once the weighty pouch in her hands emptied. 
"Mmmmh Nina, I can't wait anymore! We have to do this or I'll go insane..." the jill moaned, pausing her slurping of Adam's flare long enough to do so.
Nina tsked at her twin's impatience, but in truth she was close to saying the same thing. The two shared another brief kiss and gave the patient stallion a mirrored sultry look before laying down on the bed. Both jills had hair that barely reached their shoulders and the only distinguishing feature between the two gorgeous faces was that one of them had a slim braid running along her right cheek, while the other twin wore hers to the left.
Although the two tended to fight over who gets to be on top every once in a while (with Mina usually citing her marginal seniority) Nina was pleased to find her twin had rolled over on her back with a pillow shoved under her rump and was beckoning her sister to take her position. Taking hold of her sister's feet, she pushed them up and hooked her arms under her knees as she laid on top of her. Mina grunted a little as her legs were pushed against her body and her rear was pushed up, but her sibling knew just how limber both of them were. And once she got comfy with her breasts pressed flat against Mina's, she knew the stallion behind them would be treated to the enticing sight of two wet slits lying close enough to each other that their clits were just barely touching. All this was so that Adam would be able to effortlessly switch between the two dripping honeypots, and as the young stud took position behind the pussies on offer Mina could feel her sister's heart beating faster.
"Wha-what's he doing? C'mon, tell me, I can't see..." Nina pleaded since in her position she could see very little apart from her sister's face and the ceiling.
"I think you're going to find out..." the other twin replied, shuddering a little as Adam lifted her heavy tail a little higher with one hand while the other held his shaft just behind the flare.
"Whadday... ooOooohhhh!" the jill asked, her sentence devolving into a moan as the stud behind both of them pressed his flare against her soaked sex.
Her sister's moan hadn't even trailed off when Nina joined her as Adam rubbed the blunt end of his cock along the dripping femininities, smearing both his juices and those of the jills as the girl moaned in near-unison. Since Mina struck him as the more impatient one he stopped once his flare was in the middle of her plump cleft and thrust sharply against it. The moist petals yielded and wrapped themselves around his shaft even as the now impaled girl squealed out. Her sounds only grew less sapient as Adam continued to push himself into her heat-swollen sex. True, it was a more urgent pace than he'd usually employ with such an eager girl and more to the point such a tight slit, but there was the other twin to consider and he didn't want to keep her waiting longer than he had to, or more to the point, longer than she'd enjoy.
"Ahhhh! Sis, he's... he's..." Mina began to cry out as best as she could with what little breath she could catch.
"Big?" her sibling asked, planting a little kiss on the other jill's lips.
"Mhh-hmm!" was all her sister could manage, but Nina didn't really need to be told their bodies were pressed so close together that she could actually feel, albeit only barely, the slight swelling in her sister's tummy as more of Adam's prodigious member made its way past her lips.
Kneeling behind the pair, the stallion had managed to get a little more than a foot into the whimpering jill before he hit her cervix and she cried out. Despite the nubile shape of their lower bodies the twins couldn't comfortably handle all of what he had to offer, which was for the best. Considering the length of Adam's cock, there would have been no way for him to hilt himself and switch seamlessly between the two in this position.
Mina was deliciously tight around him, something that became even more evident when he began to pull out and her petals clung to his length so snugly that his shaft barely looked wet despite the mess that was leaking from it with every pulse of the marsupial muff. Once he was sure she could take it, he settled into a steady rhythm, his veiny length drawing stranger and stranger sounds form the jill as the stallion began to breed her in earnest. But as pretty as she looked wrapped around him, Adam found his eyes trailing higher, followed by his fingers.
"Aaah! Yes!" Nina cried out, thrusting her rear out an inch or so as she felt thick, hoof-nailed fingers pry her sex open and enter her dripping tunnel.
"Whas' he doin'?" the bottom twin asked, her eyes becoming lidded and her slurred voice shaking with the stud's thrusts.
"He's being a gentleman..." Mina almost purred out, pressing her lips to her sisters and moaning into their kiss as the stallion's fingers expertly sought out the little places inside her that would turn moans into squeals.
Mina's nostrils flared as she fought to breathe without breaking the kiss with her sister. She wondered if her twin could feel her wild heartbeat through their smooshed breasts as the sensations and the reality of what they were doing. Here she was - trapped under her twin while a stallion rutted her bareback while she was in heat! While they weren't exclusive, she and Nina always kept to themselves during their fertile periods, reasoning that they could have more fun that way than with wrapped-up boys.
She never guessed that taking an actual, living, throbbing cock during this period could feel this good, and the knowledge that she might be the one that gets a dose of thick, hot stallion seed only added fuel to the flames. She felt like she'd be writhing if she wasn't so intimately pinned, every thrust and pull of the veiny length claiming her setting off fireworks in her head.
Adam had found the little nub hidden behind Nina's lips and was playing with it so skillfully that the jill almost whined when he pulled his drenched fingers from her sex, despite the fact that she knew what that meant. She heard a muffled whimper coming from her twin followed by a lewd popping noise as the flared head of their shared stud left her sex. Despite being left empty her sister seemed to relax just a little bit under her, recovering her strength for whenever the stallion decided to re-enter her.
The knowledge that the blunt cockhead pressing against her lips was drenched in her sister's nectar only fanned the flames of the top jill and a split second later Nina found herself breaking the kiss with her twin and crying out as the stud behind them speared several inches of hard, hot equine meat into her barely prepared sex.
She had to admit she'd thought her sister was a bit of a wimp for making the sort of noises she did when Adam entered her, but now that it was her sex straining to contain the invading length her big ears picked up very similar sounds coming from her own muzzle. She wasn't sure if she'd have been able to take the swollen rod if she hadn't been in heat, but she was and her body seemed starved for an actual male, no matter how big he was.
Before she and Mina had found a place of their own she'd fucked a few times while fertile, but the feeling of a condom stretched across the shaft stuffing her always seemed to ruin things. This was something different, something primal that satisfied her deeper than she expected it to. And the best thing was that even as the stallion began to hump and her world began to spin, this would only get better as it went along. Adam was a stud in every sense of the word and even with two hungry pussies to feed she was sure he'd have the stamina that rumor suggested. But even he had limits, so the longer they kept at it the greater the risk would be that he goes off while plunging that magnificent shaft past her splayed petals.
Adam feasted his ears on the sounds the two horny jills were making during the tandem breeding even as he feasted his eyes on the sight of their bodies, pressed together as the girls enjoyed both each other and what he was giving them. After he was sure he'd given Nina a good taste, he switched again, fast enough that the strand his tip had trailed form the top twin's slit didn't have a chance to break before he buried it in the eager sex of the one on the bottom. This was proving to be an interesting challenge, and when they'd first approached him he'd been intrigued by their idea. He'd gotten one of his own in the meanwhile, but he figured it would be a nice surprise for the horny twins.
His hips worked with their usual rhythm, as tireless as a machine as he rutted first one needy muff and then the other, changing the amount of time he spent in one of the jills before penetrating her sibling, just to make things more random. Although he doubted the girls could even tell. As the minutes dragged on they'd both climaxed a couple of times and had run out of energy to play with themselves. The pair clung to each other, with Nina's slender muzzle buried in her sister's long neck as the bottom twin was rutted at a jackhammer pace, until the now glistening shaft was pulled from the shuddering girl's slit and pushed into her sister in the blink of an eye.
"Mpff! Sis... he's... I'm gonna..." Nina began to stammer when after a brief but vigorous rutting the flare currently buried in her began to grow alarmingly fast.
She was sure that this would be it, that only a few shallow, violent thrusts were separating her from her fate as Adam's latest brood-mare, and the swelling of the thick tube running along the underside of the stallion's cock proved her right. When the first blast came Nina felt like a hose had been turned on against her, the jill's body struggling to keep up with the sudden deluge of warm equine spunk forcing its way into her fertile womb.
The savage gush had set of another orgasm and the jill was still riding it when she felt the mammoth member being pulled out, wincing as the fully expanded flare popped out of her. Lost in the fog of her lust, she wondered what was going on when a pained cry from Mina answered her question. She shushed her sister with what little breath she could gather, figuring that it must have hurt having that mushroom-shaped head pry her lips as Adam sheathed himself in her sibling.
In her mind's eye she could picture, the mottled cock, still glistening from what he'd pumped in her, gushing another blast of stud-cum against the bottom sister's already loose slit and using the goo as lube to force the giant flare into the jill trapped under her. She could feel her unsuspecting sister shudder as she was filled, remembering that heavy sack and realizing just how much Adam had in him, and how much he was pumping in them. He'd filled her to capacity with just a few blasts, and she could feel some of his warm seed dribbling past her gaping lips as he finished his climax in her twin.
An almost drunken smile spread across her long muzzle as she lovingly licked and kissed her sister's neck. Although she'd loved the idea of one of them becoming a mommy, she and her twin had been like mirror images of each other their whole lives, something that would have changed once one of them got pregnant. As Adam finished his climax inside Mina she imagined her sister being filled with the same thick heat she felt with in her, and the thought of both their bellies rounding out in perfect unison made her chirp happily into the fluffy neck-fur.
 Adam was still hard when he pulled his cock out, admiring the sight of the two cream-pies and the two sisters savoring the afterglow in each other's embrace. The pair seemed quite happy with his little twist on their kinky little plan, something that became even more evident when the stallion stepped in front of them and the two began lapping at his cum-smeared length in unison, their movements sloppy but very affectionate. It had been quite a show, even by his standards, and the other females would have to work hard to top it, but he had little doubt they would.
All he had to do was ask...