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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:34:26 No.69816928 Report

Quoted By: >>69816975 >>69817054 >>69817058 >>69817088 >>69817298

Alright, I'm gonna start smutposting again. I don't know when I'll stop.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:36:20 No.69816975 Report

>>69816928
>It's a Monday afternoon and I find myself walking over to Jack's house again.
>Although this time the blue pushover isn't in tow.
>It's a bit a ways from Volcano High but apparently Jack enjoys the trek, keeps him in shape, he insists.
>I think his mom is just too preoccupied to bother driving him to school every morning.
>But the walk over gives me time to mull over a few things in my head before I arrive for what will be another 'session' with Jack. Those military fatigues he ordered should've arrived today and I won't lie, my rutting mind is aching to see him in them. Even got that brown undershirt apparently.
>More than the mental image of Jack as a barracks bunny in my head though, is just, Jack in general. Like, what even are we?
>When I asked him, he just scoffed and got defensive.
>"I'm your rutting… partner for the rest of ptero estrus season, dude. Just upholding my end of the bet, don't read into it. Besides, it's helping me with my football practice."
>But we've made our 'sessions' a pretty regular basis thing. Usually at his house when his mom and sister are away, a couple times at mine when Mom and Dad were out and Amber is busy with the gang.
>One time he even 'relieved' me in a bathroom stall at school when I got particularly pent-up. Didn't even ask him, he just found me gripping the sink and offered right then and there. Probably our riskiest session yet.
>And ever since our locker room soiree, Jack's started styling his hair differently. A bang hanging down and over one eye. He insists it isn't for me, just a coincidence.
>"Noma's been wanting to do my hair forever, apeboy." He had said, crossing his arms. "S-so I just asked her to do mine like she does hers."
>Hard to believe him when he can't even hide his blush.
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:37:42 No.69817012 Report

Quoted By: >>69817032

>>69816975
>Baryonyx estrus is over too, so he's not in rut anymore. Seems like he's just making excuses to keep this up. Hell, he's already talking about going camping in the woods soon after I told him about what I do in my spare time.
>Even when I told him that it'd be a few weeks out, past my rut, he still steadfastly decided to go with me.
>So I think Jack wants this relationship. For whatever reason. I just don't know how I feel about it, I guess. I'm not me when I'm horny, and I'd rather not have Mom and Dad spend money on me for rut pills when I could just keep it in my pants.
>But… I think back to last Monday. Us together in that room, him in that outfit that clicked something primal in my brain.
>The way I, uh, just went buck-wild on him in it. I had to restrain myself several times from tearing his leggings, he said his sister would kill him if they got torn to shreds.
>More than that, though, is what happened after. The way I collapsed onto his bed, sweaty and spent, panting and about to pass out. How Jack crawled on top of me, close to complete exhaustion.
>How he laid on my chest, the smell of blueberries emanating from the scented conditioner in his hair, his cool scales sapping the heat from me, the vibrations throughout my body as he bellowed atop me.
>Looking up at me with those dark onyx eyes as I thumbed his locks out of the way to get a better view at them…
>I have to catch my balance as I nearly trip over the stone border in front of his house where the plants are. Guess I got lost reminiscing there.
>Here I am now, at the entrance of the Gers residence. The place my Mom and Dad have is nice, two stories and plenty of rooms, but Jack's home? It's like a McMansion. Fancy marble (or maybe convincing marble substitute) everywhere, single story but wide with a pool in the back and plenty of space. It's exceedingly bougie.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:38:31 No.69817032 Report

Quoted By: >>69817063

>>69817012
>Jack's mom apparently was a musician of some success, the frontwoman even. She doesn't make albums anymore but she's coasting off the licensing fees and royalties these days. Her band got lucky and landed a particularly good deal making jingles for big corporate names.
>Digging my phone out of my pocket, I shoot Jack a text to let him know I'm here. If I remember, he said he'd be late today.
>>u home yet?
>>Nah bro still in town. Mom got me doing her shopping for her today and veera's busy doin some shit or smth.
>>wait who's driving u if your sis isnt with u?
>>Thaddeus. Linebacker from the team. Cool guy you should meet him.
>>aight.
>>Dont let mom bother you, shes always breathing down my neck bout friends hanging out.
>>ur mom doesn't like company?
>>Nah man that's the problem. She LOVES my friends coming over but she always tries to make my friends HER friends. Always pestering me to bring more over. Drives me up the wall.
>>ah. c ya whenever u get here then. try not to get lost idiot.
>>UR idiot!!
>>UR *an idiot, fuck
>>no, u were right the 1st time.
>>DUDE SHUT UP!!!!
>Sliding my phone away back in my pocket with a smirk, I knock on the door. Thinking about it, I've only seen Mrs. Gers from a distance a few times throughout high school. Never paid too much attention because, well, Jack being Jack at the time.
>I stand there for a while, much longer than I was expecting. Shit, is she gone too? Do I just waltz in? Maybe she's just preoccu—
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:39:30 No.69817063 Report

Quoted By: >>69817085

>>69817032
>Suddenly the door starts to open. I straighten my posture, ready to introduce myself to the matriarch of the house.
>And am greeted with the sight of a blue baryonyx woman about my height gowned only in a bright pink bathrobe, hair wet and water still cascading down her body.
>The neurons in my rutting brain activate instantaneously, as I'm rendered motionless. Her robe leaves much of her body revealed, her legs exposed and her clavicle out.
>Tattoos snake their way around her limbs and torso, tribal patterns that are unfamiliar, cut off under the polyester beneath. She's a definitely painted woman.
>Focusing in on her face, she sports short blue hair and dark gray eyes like her son, slight crow's feet at the edges of her eyes that do nothing to harm her natural beauty. He's her spitting image, no denying the progeny there.
>I literally shake my jitters, and my head, in an attempt to maintain composure. I am at my rutting… partner's house for some erotic military roleplay. Not to gawk at his mom, as much as my body screams at me to stare.
>After standing there like a mouth-breathing moron, I stand straight and introduce myself, "Uh… my name is Greene, and I'm here to hang out with Jack." Nailed it.
>A big, toothy smile is sent my way as the bary matriarch leans against the doorframe. "Greene? That's an interesting name. Never seen you before." She eyes me up and down, as if she's undressing me with her eyes. I nervously gulp.
>"You one of Jack's football buddies?" She inquires with an eyebrow raise. I shake my head. "You know Jack's not here, right?"
>I rapidly nod. "Y-yes ma'am, I texted him. Um, would you be alright if I wait in the house for him to get back?"
>She narrows her eyes at me but keeps the smile. "Sure, c'mon in. Make yourself at home."
>She steps aside and gestures with her arm, inviting me in. I walk past her into the interior of the house.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:40:26 No.69817085 Report

Quoted By: >>69817114

>>69817063
>It's roomy. Looking to the living room, walls adorned with a couple of golden records and photos of Mrs. Gers hung up posing with probably famous musicians, I notice the place looks like a wreck.
>As if she can read my mind, she explains the state of the room. "Had my old bandmates over while the kids were out. We tend to get a little wild."
>Stepping forward, kicking some beer cans away, I start to make a path to sit down on the couch and watch some television in the meanwhile before Jack arrives.
>A pull at my jacket sleeve stops me in my tracks. I turn to see a smirking mother.
>"Whatchu rushing off to do in my house?" Shit, I just came off as rude. I mean, she did say make myself at home but I should've asked. I tilt my head down and begin to stutter an apology when she cuts me off.
>"Don't worry, kid." She pats my shoulder and lets out a laugh. "Just messin', but before you get too comfortable, why don't you give me a hand cleaning up this mess before Jack gets here?"
>I nod, bending over to start picking up the trash off the floor.
>"Nah, not in here, kid." I shoot a confused glance her way, as she gestures her head to the left. "Out here, by the pool. That's where most of it is concentrated." She struts out toward the pool exit, barbed tail wagging side-to-side.
>Calm down, Greene. Deep breaths. Remember, Raptor Jesus gives his hardest battles to his strongest soldiers. Amen.
>I follow her lead. The stone tile around the pool is that weird brown, bumpy-but-natural-on-the-feet kind that's hard to describe. The pool itself is damn big. I wouldn't be surprised if you could the whole Razor Winds team in there with room to spare.
>Water splashed up over the sides confirm the fact that it's been recently used. You know, that and the gathering plastic bottles and beer cans floating and forming into a single mass sitting in the center of it.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:41:08 No.69817114 Report

Quoted By: >>69817129

>>69817085
>"Why don't you start with that?" She points toward the mock-trash island desecrating the aesthetic of the pool. "You said you were gonna hang out with Jack, right? You bring swim trunks to change into for the pool?"
>I did. Rummaging through my backpack, I find it. Me and Jack sometimes take a dive, he's made it imperative for us to do so after each 'session' so as to wash the smell of sex off us. Thought it was a bit extreme to keep a secret but hey, I got trunks for this occasion.
>No spare shirt though and I'd rather not be wearing a wet t-shirt back home if I accidentally slip and fall in.
>As I step aside to change into my swimwear and remove my jacket and shirt, Jack's mom brings me the pool cleaner.
>"Thanks, Mrs. Gers." I state gratefully.
>She blows air through lips and flaps them like a horse. "Pbffft, don't be so formal. Call me Nick."
>"Oh, yes ma'am." I affirm.
>She scowls at that. Uh oh, did I say something wrong?
>"I ain't old enough to be called 'ma'am.' Call me 'miss.'" She sternly clarifies with a waggling finger.
>Caught off guard, I stutter and correct myself. "Uh, yes ma— miss Nick."
>She turns around and heads right for the pool chair. The good kind, a nice solid fabric, not the cheap plastic foldables.
>So much for this being a joint effort in cleaning the trash. Shouldn't complain, this is her home and I'm unexpected visitor.
>I start to take the screen of the pool cleaner to scoop the garbage when I realize I have nothing to put it in.
>Apparently Miss Nick already thought of this. Walking back her way to ask, she holds aloft a black trash bag for me to use, sunglasses over her eyes as she lays back to sunbathe.
>Disposal bag and cleaner in hand, I'm armed to start tackling the cleanup effort.
>The sound of clattering waste is the only thing heard over the gentle water on this sunny afternoon. Miss Nick continues to soak in the sun through her scales as I work up a sweat cleaning her pool.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:41:44 No.69817129 Report

Quoted By: >>69817153

>>69817114
>It's not straining work, even if I have to focus to steady myself as I stretch to reach the further-spreading trash atop the pool's surface thanks to my disrupting of its structural integrity, just tedious.
>The monotony gets me as I break to wipe my brow, having retrieved most of the debris at this point. I use the moment to fish the phone out of my pocket and send my parents a message telling them I'll be getting back home a little later than expected.
>Mom and Dad were really excited to hear I made a new friend. Guess they got worried about me only hanging out with Amber's friend group and a deer girl three and a half years my senior.
>They didn't even care too much when I told them it was Jack. Surprised but happy. I know from Uncle Naser and Tía Rosa that my parents were not exactly model teenagers growing up but had a fairy tale romance in high school. Guess Jack being a bit of a shitheel and my befriending him makes them think I'm straightening him out.
>Heh, phrasing.
>"So, Greene?" Miss Nick pipes up, giving me a bit of a shock in my small moment to myself. "You sure you're here for my son and my daughter?" She lifts her sunglasses and wiggles her eyebrows for maximum effect.
>I blush, stammering out my fastest response: "Whu-huh-nuh- No ma'am! I MEAN, no miss!"
>Miss Nick gives a hearty chuckle. "Really? My little Elvira is quite the catch! You certain you don't want her?" She looks me up and down again. "You look like her type."
>"N-no, miss! I- I've never even met your daughter!" I make as clear as possible.
>She mouths an "ah" and returns a small nod.
>Going back to scooping trash from the pool, I try to avoid any more awkward conversation.
>Unfortunately, Miss Nick does not feel the same and speaks again. "How'd you meet my Jack anyway?"
>An easier one this time. "Uh, we've known each other since kindergarten."
>"Is that so?" She hums. "How come he's never brought you over before?"
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:42:26 No.69817153 Report

Quoted By: >>69817175

>>69817129
>Shit. I don't know what Jack has been telling his mom, if he's even mentioned me by name before. "Uh, we just recently started hanging out."
>"Yeah but why?" She prods further.
>"Well uh," I'll have to coordinate with Jack about this white lie later. "just, shared interests I guess. Military stuff."
>"Ah, military stuff." She nods along. "Never knew Jack was into that sorta thing. Well, until earlier today, when that package for him came in. Military garb."
>"Yeah." I mindlessly respond, finishing the last of the debris from the pool.
>I waltz over to the trashcan by the screendoor and dump the black bag in. I watch Miss Nick pull out her phone, type something, then put it back away.
>"Done already?" She asks.
>"Yes, ma- miss." Really trying not to step on that landmine again, can already feel it happening.
>"You mind checking the pool filter for me real quick?"
>Oh yeah, that weird little flap thing. Guess I could, even though I have no idea what I'm looking for. I nod and walk over, kneeling on the ground to peer inside.
>Looking inside, and yep, no clue what I'm seeing here.
>"So you a ptero?" She calls back out.
>"Uh, yeah." I answer without looking. Weird question but I'm guessing she can tell I'm not pureblooded. Raptor Jesus I hope this isn't where Jack got it from—
>"Snout's kinda stubby." Maybe it is where he got it from, fuck. "You a hybrid?"
>"Uh yeah." I look back, realizing her voice is getting closer. Looks like she's walking my way, probably because I have no clue what to look for in here. "My dad's human."
>"Human?" She asks, curiosity piqued. "You related to that Amber girl Jack is also yappin' about?"
>Always talking about Amber, huh. Yeah, shouldn't be surprised. "Yeah, she's my twin." I turn back awkwardly.
>"So do ptero hybrids still go through estrus?"
>Common enough question, most are unfamiliar with human-dino hybrid biology.
>"Yeah, we still go through estrus. It's more or less the same."
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:43:08 No.69817175 Report

Quoted By: >>69817190

>>69817153
>"Cool, cool." She says. "Good thing you're on those rut pills, right? It is rutting season for ptero boys this time of year."
>I glance back at Miss Nick, now disrobed, before turning my gaze back to the hole in the ground I'm trying to make sense of. "Uh yeah, of course." I lie.
>Wait. 'Now disrobed?'
>I whip my head back around, having to double-take. Miss Nick's pink bathrobe lay discarded at the poolside as she looks down on me, wearing a micro-bikini.
>A black, thin two-piece of fabric that is leaving *scant* little to the imagination, the full extent of her painted body shown to me now.
>My hormones course through my entire being and my brain circuits short out.
>She smirks. "You really shouldn't lie to a woman, y'know?"
>Bolting upright to my feet, I try to come with something, anything at all, to explain myself but words are too difficult at this juncture in time, only managing a dry choke devoid of meaning.
>Her smug grin stretches further as I remain stupefied in my hormone-addled confusion.
>Eventually, I get out, "I'm, I'm so sorry Miss Nick, I didn't mean to lie to you."
>"I'm not talking about the pills, boy." She flatly states. "I could tell ya weren't on the pills the moment I opened my front door. My nose knows." She wiggles her snout to punctuate the point.
>Utterly bewildered now, I ask the obvious. "Then, lie about what…?"
>She leans in close, her snout so near my earhole that when she whispers, it sends chills throughout my body. "About your intentions with my son."
>Nick pulls her head back to face, still dangerously close for comfort. My eyes pinpricks as I take in what she's just said.
>"H… how?" I ask, falling out of my mouth haphazardly.
>"Well, I didn't figure it out at first. Took me a good while." She begins. "But all these little… things," she plants her hands on my shoulders, those scales causing a chain reaction upon contact with my skin. "They started piling up."
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:43:49 No.69817190 Report

Quoted By: >>69817205

>>69817175
>"Jack coming home with nicks and scratches, first." I don't know if she even recognizes the pun she just made, too busy walking her fingers up my shoulder blade.
>"Thought my little Jackie finally found a girl. He's always embarrassed about his mom, I was a defiant teenager once too. Sooner or later he'd have to bring her home for me to meet though."
>"Then, something else, a bit stranger. Didn't connect the two until after the fact." Her fingers march up my neck, paralyzing me. "My Veera, she kept going on and on about her clothes going missing and that her little brother was up to no good again."
>A shrug. "Those two have always been at each other's throats, so I just chalked it up to brothers and sisters doing what they always do, blaming each other for everything."
>She tilts her head, squinting, "But then, I would find her clothes ending up in the dirty laundry, Elvira swearing up and down she didn't put them there. Again, and again. My Veera can be temperamental, but she ain't bipolar or forgetful." Her fingers crawl onto my cheek…
>"So!" Her hands fly back to my shoulders with a *SLAP!* causing me to jump. "She must be right, Jack's been taking her clothes. But why?"
>"And then," she leans right into my face, my view engulfed by the motherly baryonyx visage. "Jack came home one day, with another man's musk on him."
>"Which would be normal, football star and all," she leans back, as I breathe in again, only to hold it again as she lurches back into my field of vision, her words slow and concise, "except Jack didn't have practice or a game that day."
>Fuck. Our little bathroom stall quickie.
>"What's more…" she hooks her hands behind my neck, dragging me in, nearly touching foreheads, "I had smelt that same scent on him before. Just wrote it off, football tackles. But that day, I knew. I knew that scent was his lover's."
>Her voice lowers in octave, as she whispers into my earhole again. "The same scent coming off of you, right now."
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:44:24 No.69817205 Report

Quoted By: >>69817222

>>69817190
>My entire body shudders. Nick comes back into frame, pulling away and pushing herself at arm's distance as I remain as a statue.
>"Really, I couldn't believe it." She speaks, her normal tone back. She wets her lips. "Jack having a rutting bitch in the first place, out of season or no. But, after everything came together, it was clear. He *didn't* have a rutting bitch. He was one."
>"Miss… Miss Nick, I can explain—" A cold sweat comes over as I start my hurried defense.
>"Don't." She's short with me, but not angry. "You don't need to, boy."
>Her hands find themselves sliding off my shoulders, onto my pectorals, and around my waist. Each fraction of a second she caresses my body causes me to shiver.
>"It's been too long. Since I've had myself a young man, you see." Her tone lowers again, sultry and entrancing. "Guys my age can't keep up with me anymore."
>"Even after two kids, a woman has…" She flicks her forked tongue, a piercing seen briefly before it returns to her maw. "…Urges, that need to be satisfied."
>"So! Here's the deal: you and my little Jack can keep doin' what you're doin'. But I want my cut of the pie, since it's my house after all." Nick flashes me a wicked grin. "And you're a handsome cut of pie~."
>In spite of my horror, I'm somehow able to squeeze out, "…But Miss Nick, I'm… I'm with your son. For r-rutting."
>An utterly devious, almost devilish smile overtakes her face.
>She mutters to herself. "Was saving this line for when Veera brought a nice boy home, but—"
>Her volume returns: *"Jack's gonna have to learn to share with mommy."*
>Nick peers down and my eyes drop to where her gaze has redirected.
>To the tent impossible to hide in these trunks. Only now do I realize I've been lured out here to the pool, no shirt, no shoes, and a pair of swimwear.
>I'm her prey.
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:45:07 No.69817222 Report

Quoted By: >>69817236

>>69817205
>With an even wider grin, she tugs my trunks down to my knees and causes my erection to spring up and down as it finally feels freedom, the cooler air by the pool giving my genitals a soothing sensation thanks to the sweat.
>Nick lets out a long, low whistle, admiring her new catch. She holds it in her palm, measuring it for herself. "Aren't you well endowed~." She croons. "Nice stripes by the way."
>"W-wait…" I grab her wrist. "What if… Jack gets back?" My brain too riddled with excitement to even deny her, my body aches to have her, wrong as it is.
>Biting her lip wilily, "I just sent him off on another errand, for my dry cleaning. Place is always busy right before dinner. Don't you worry your cute lil' crest off, dear~."
>And so, she began to work on my cock, with slow, calculated movements of her tongue.
>Dancing over and around the head, the slight break in her tongue with that metal piercing touching such sensitive skin breaks any will to pry her away from me.
>Miss Nick draws it back, softly kissing the head before again rolling her tongue slowly over the glands.
>The sheer difference between her skills and Jack's lack thereof in the matters of oral sex is clearer than night and day.
>Coiling her tongue around the length of my cock, the bary matriarch begins making her way down to the base.
>The way she twists and tilts her head as she progress all the way down, managing to swallow my dick in a single try makes my eye twitch in ecstasy.
>With my engorged member throbbing down her throat, she pulls my hips in to ensure she has every centimeter in her mouth, the hot puffs of exhaling nostrils on my groin, as I hear her only now start to gag.
>She slathers my balls with her dislodged tongue, almost wrapping around it, before sloppily pulling it out of her maw.
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:45:46 No.69817236 Report

Quoted By: >>69817255

>>69817222
>Bubbling, thick saliva coats my dick as she drools over it, catching her breath for just a moment. Amusement is written on her face as she looks up at me, letting out a sound of mirth.
>As she returns to tend to my hard-on, a familiar feeling washes over me. Standing here, getting sucked off by a blue bary… just like in the locker room.
>A bestial urge is the only thing informing my next action, as I hunch over and grip a handful of her short, highlighted cyan hair and shove her throat back onto my cock, much to her bug-eyed shock.
>Though her shock dissipates, as she goes along with my forceful, rut-driven lust.
>Nick fights me on a back pull, clutching my waist as she huffs my pubic feathers and twirls her tongue around my shaft.
>When she finally lets go of her side of this tug-o-war, her lips *pop* off my schlong and a snide smile forms as she pants and leers at me.
>"Damn, trying to be a big man now?" She playfully quips. Then, her voice becomes husky again. "I oughta warn you: I'm not as easy to push around as my son is."
>Rising from her knees, Nick finally slides her panties down and undoes her bra.
>Perky breasts, pierced nipples that complete the punk mom look, and a divine thigh gap. An absolute stunner.
>My hands immediately find themselves fondling her C-cups and my mouth latches onto them. The metal provides a challenge to mindlessly licking her areola compared to Jack's but I manage well enough.
>With a lip bite, she grabs ahold of my head, running through my silver hair, ensuring I stay within her clutches.
>Her tail wraps around my waist, and I rub it, feeling the spines bend back as I do. My other hand is preoccupied groping her tatted ass.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:46:19 No.69817255 Report

Quoted By: >>69817285

>>69817236
>The physical attention from all this is enough to make her purr, those signature baryonyx bellows reverberating my body, and I recognize the distinct difference in her bellows from Jack's.
>His bellowing is always a long, deep vibration, whilst Miss Nick's is like a series of rapid, practiced rumbles, like how Spanish speakers roll their R's is the best way to describe it.
>It is deeply erotic and my body responds accordingly.
>Releasing the suction off her tit with a loud pop, I lean in for a kiss. Nick quickly reciprocates.
>Tilting her head, her tongue is quick to invade my mouth as our lips meet, wrangling my tongue easily, the piercing giving an odd tingly sensation as it rubs the roof of my mouth. Her hands move, cupping my head and pulling me in.
>I find myself overwhelmed, helpless to stop her as she stretches down to my tonsils, my own tongue defeated. Undoubtably, despite my best attempts to establish dominance, she's the one in control of this situation.
>This woman… She's a man-eater! What have I gotten myself into?
>Our lips still locked, she begins walking backwards and I stumble along with her before breaking the mouth-seal and shoving me onto the pool chair. Glad I didn't bend the membrane of the wings on the landing.
>"Giddy up, big boy~." She taunts, standing over me, legs spread over the chair over my vulnerable position. "Momma hasn't had a good steed to ride in a while and this girl like to buck."
>She straddles my lap, angling my manhood up just right for to sit her slit down on it. Our sexes kiss as she hungrily presses on me.
>"Let's put you through the stress test~."
>Thankfully the chair is big enough to fit her legs as she slams her ass down onto my loins. She lets out a short bellowing purr as my mass throbs inside her. Spit seeps from her mouth as she licks her chops and turns her attention back to me.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:47:19 No.69817285 Report

Quoted By: >>69817308

>>69817255
>She grabs my snoot as she bounces, "Was worried Jack's rutting buddy would be one of those 'only plays for one team' types." She intensifies, hopping faster on me. "But I could tell from the way you were eyeballin' me when I opened that door, you swung both ways."
>A slasher smile grows on her face, as that Louisiana swamp she calls a pussy tightens around my cock, already pooling more than just water onto the chair as her tempo increases more and more.
>The legs of the pool chair makes continuous racket as she refuses to slow down for as so much as a moment. Like a rabbit in heat, she rides me ruthlessly.
>Nick secures my legs with her tail, strapping me in as she has her way with me. All I'm left to do, with her hand grasping my snout, is grip the arms of the chair as it rattles all over the place.
>Releasing my face, she lifts herself up right to the top of my dick, and begins gyrating her hips with a devious lipbite. She rotates her snatch around the tip, my glands feeling every detail of the walls of her babymaker.
>Complete sexual overstimulation. A pathetic moan escapes my mouth.
>Squatting back down, the femme fatale lays on top of me. She playfully slaps my cheek, "Hey hey, don't pass out on me just yet, big boy. You're still mine for another hour at least."
>Nick drags her tongue across my face. "You wanted to be such a bad boy earlier. Won't lie, I like being manhandled from time to time. How 'bout I let you have a turn on top then~?"
>Pulling herself off of me and my meat leaving that tight, moist environment, she helps bring me to my feet as she takes my place on the chair, spreading eagle as she easily hooks her ankles *behind* her head. Raptor fucking Christ.
>With an expectant and amused look, she waits for me to have my way with her. Strangely, in spite of all my sessions with Jack, I feel out of my element. As if I need to 'prove' myself to her.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:48:06 No.69817308 Report

Quoted By: >>69817334

>>69817285
>I thwack my wang against her cunt, building up the confidence. I look to her for approval, she gives me an impatient if neutral look. Guess I'm not winning any points there.
>Sticking it in, I feel my member become quickly soaked as I enter.
>She smirks as I hunker down over her, grunting as I put my literal back into it. Thrusting hard and deep. This seems more her speed, as despite her feigning otherwise, she's enjoying the cardio I'm giving her. Or maybe the cardio I'm giving myself.
>"Not bad, little ptero." She remarks. "Maybe I'll have you over for more than one 'jam session' after all."
>Flinging her legs from under her head and pulling me forward with her tail around my waist, we go back to tongue-fighting. As she wins the duel between our mouths, an intoxicating feeling poisons me again.
>Her dominance, her experience, her demeanor all synergizing into a synthetized, addictive allure. She's bad for me but I can't help but want more.
>My eyes cross as we break away, a familiar smug self-assuredness gracing her face. She knows she has me hook, line, and sinker.
>"Oh my fucking GOD, dude, REALLY!? Are you SERIOUS right now!?!"
>Both our heads snap, threatening to suffer whiplash, as we turn to the sound of a familiar voice.
>Oh no. Oh nooooooo. This is bad.
>There stands Jack, a furious glower as he squats in anger, looking over the scandalous scene. Guilt and shame overcomes me in an instant. We both jump up.
>"With my fucking Mom, dude!? What the fuck's your problem!?"
>I can't find the words to even make an excuse. Too many running thoughts in my mind as I panic in this emergency worst case scenario leads me to just gawk like a mouth-breather, the best I can manage is holding my hands up in supplication.
>Miss Nick, on the other hand, finds words to speak though it's hardly what I would expect: "Jack Daniel Gers, where is my dry cleaning!?" Her hands on her hips.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:49:02 No.69817334 Report

Quoted By: >>69817353

>>69817308
>"MOM!" He yells at his naked mother, who meets his raised tone with a look.
>*The* look. The Mom Glare.
>Jack sighs in irritation, hands slapping his sides in disbelief. "Stupid Pachy fucks didn't pay their electric bill, place was shut down for the day. Now why the fuck are you—"
>"Don't you use that tone with me!" She raises her finger, sassily leaning toward him with her other hand on still on her hip. "And this is my house, I pay the bills, and I'll do whatever I damn well please!"
>"MOM! He's my—" Jack glances my way, a sudden break in his composure. "—My friend, you can't just do this!"
>I watch as Miss Nick rounds her way toward Jack, who becomes increasingly uncomfortable at the sight of his mother in her birthday suit. "Your friend, huh? Well, you sure didn't tell me you were having a 'friend' over." She uses air quotes. Oh God please don't do this.
>Jack peers up as he tries to speak to Nick without seeing her neck-down. "What's the big deal!? I've had friends over before unannounced!"
>"Yeah, well you don't fuck your other friends in my house either." Jack's eyes lower to stare at his mother in the face, mouth agape. "Don't play stupid with me, young man."
>Jack quickly turns his head to me, eyes starting to fill with anger when Nick intervenes and grabs his chin. "Don't look at him."
>"He told you, didn't he!?" He shouts.
>"Watch your mouth." She stresses and his eyes dart away from her. "He didn't have to tell me anything, Jack. I already knew." His eyes go wide.
>"Oh, you think your mom is too old to rely on her ol' sniffer? Like I can't smell another man's stink on you? Or did you think I wouldn't notice your bedsheets in the laundry basket either? Or how all of sudden you've done up your hair like grandma's? I'm not stupid, Jack."
>She lets go of her son's chin as his eyes meet the ground, humiliated and ashamed. "Mom, it's not… like that."
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:49:49 No.69817353 Report

Quoted By: >>69817375

>>69817334
>Nick puts her hands on Jack's shoulders, a more understanding if tired tone now. "Honey, I don't care if you have a boyfriend." His head snaps back up, ready to fight her on the term but his lower jaw quivers, unable to retort.
>"But you're not going to be gettin' it on in my house without me knowing." She turns to me with a smile, then back to Jack with a change in tone. "And you're definitely gonna learn to share with Mommy, got it?"
>He looks at her with a mix of confusion and disgust. She tugs on the scuff of his shirt sleeve. "What, angry at me for fucking your boyfriend but all of a sudden scared when your Mom suggests a threesome?" She's suggesting WHAT.
>Jack shares my sentiment. "Mom, what the FUCK!?" He resists, stepping back. "A-and he's not my boyfriend!"
>"Yeah, yeah, he just fucks you in the ass while you wear your sister's clothes." Raptor Jesus above help me, this woman has no filter. Starting to understand why Jack is the way he is.
>Slinging her tail around his knees, she jerks him forward and he tries not to fall over himself as he stumbles following Nick who's making a beeline directly for me.
>She shoves me back down onto the chair, back laid flat as I stare in bewilderment at the scene before me that I am helpless to stop.
>Nick gets to her knees while Jack stands there utterly flabbergasted. "Well, c'mon now! You ain't afraid of seeing some half-skinnie cock, I know that from your bedsheets!"
>Jack's face goes red, as does mine as he stutters to find the right reply. "Don't say it like that, first off all! And, second of all, no way am I doing this with you!"
>"Oh, so you'll fill me with the shame of me raising a rutting bitch but won't let me help you how to suck dick properly?" She quips, feigning hurt. Another yank of Jack's shirt sleeve and down he goes to his knees. I'd usually enjoy the sight of that but this situation is, for the lack of a better term, fucking insane.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:50:43 No.69817375 Report

Quoted By: >>69817388

>>69817353
>"Besides, don't think I can't notice that tent you're pitching." Jack's face goes completely crimson, the only thing missing is the cartoon kettle sound effect. He covers his face.
>And cries out a muffled, "MoooOOOOOOM!!"
>"Quit being a baby. If you're gonna be a bottom, at least learn how to do it right." Jack removes his snout from his hands as Nick gives me a mischievous grin. "Isn't that right, Greene?"
>Oh fuck, what is she planning?
>Jack looks at me inquisitively, at which Nick exposits. "Yeah, your BOYFRIEND here was telling me how bad you were at head. Right, Greene?" I frantically shake my head in the negative but Jack scowls at me, Nick's intuition that Jack's oral game is bad was on point and he already knows how I feel about it.
>"Is that so?" He hisses. Jack, you've got to be fucking kidding me.
>"I said nothing of the sort!" I defend myself.
>Nick snickers. "Yeah but he didn't deny you were bad at it either." This fucking woman!
>She grabs her son on the back of his neck and shoves him right next to my erect cock. God damn rutting hormones keeping me hard through this all, especially with Jack's breath on it now.
>"Let me show you how to give a good blowjob~." She seductively instructs.
>Nick beckons with her finger, gesturing Jack to follow her leads. She softly kisses and gently licks around the glands, lightly touching, twirling it slowly a few times before pushing my cock toward Jack to copy her.
>The young bary looks away bashfully, uncertainty in his expression. Nick teases, "Aw, you're not still hurt about me stealing your rutting buddy, are you~? Like you said, he's not your booooyfriend or anything."
>"Tsk." Jack huffs. His eyes drift back to me, searching with a tentative hesitation. He wants confirmation. I nod at him, can't really say no at this point with Jack's mom here.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:51:24 No.69817388 Report

Quoted By: >>69817416

>>69817375
>He takes my cock and follows his mother's example, a kiss and a few rounds around the glands. Crazy as all this may be, Nick knows what she's talking about about.
>Nick is displeased with his performance, however. "You're slobbering all over it. You want a light touch." She pulls my shaft back to her, more clearly demonstrating with light drag of the tip of her tongue, before shifting it back to Jack, who copies it successfully this time.
>"Now, for head, do a little at a time. Use your lips." She delicately places her mouth onto the head of my dick, discretely using her lips to cover them as she lightly applies her tongue on top where my urethra starts before pulling her lips back in and off of it.
>Helluva technique, and a much different pace from earlier with her.
>Jack's turn again and this time he understands the lesson even less, just sorta plopping his entire mouth on it. Nick rolls her eyes and takes my meat out of his maw like it's her toy.
>"Didn't I teach you table manners? Why can't you learn this then?" Jack glares at her. She clarifies, taking the glands and running it against her lips as if she were applying lipstick.
>Jack's turn again, using my joystick like he's dolling himself up on the night on the town (not a bad image actually…) and then giving head another go, this time a much better recreation of Nick's attempt.
>Nick leans over to whisper in Jack's earhole. "Now, lightly, use that tongue. Riiight on his dickhole~." Jack rolls his eyes but does so, eliciting a moan from me.
>The two go back and forth on my rod, taking turns and each slowly getting further and further down as Nick guides Jack on Oral Sex 101.
>And as it goes on, this whole scene starts to get to me. Two people going down on me would be enough to fulfill anyone's wildest fantasy, but with how Nick is just teaching my rutting bitch all her tricks… it's ticking off all the right marks.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:52:12 No.69817416 Report

Quoted By: >>69817437

>>69817388
>Jack twists his head around on the up-swing, popping off, having fully learned how to utilize his lips. Nick interjects, "Now, stroke him as you do it~."
>He does, his headjob a massive improvement from when we started, causing me to shiver and Jack having a swelling of smugness and pride swelling in his eyes.
>"See here?" Nick asks, Jack pulling off once more. "He's got foreskin. Lick under that," she squeezes it up, cupping my extra skin half over my glands, "and watch him squirm~."
>The bary boy pokes his tongue out and begins running it under the foreskin, making sure to go no further than the head as he makes several rounds over the hypersensitive area, sending me into a state of frustrating pleasure, desperately needing more.
>His eyes communicate a sense of growing confidence but also a hint of agitation as his mother looms over him, observing his tonguework.
>"Now," she places her hand on his shoulder, "together~."
>They both begin slathering my phallus with their tongues, Nick working at the base and Jack at the tip, with the occasional swap inbetween. Cruelly, they'll both just barely make contact with it before retracting their tongues. Cockteases.
>As Jack makes a return trip to the top, Nick positions herself behind him, watching. "Alright now, sweetie. Let's see you work on your throat game now. Take a deep breath…" Jack's eyes bulge as Nick grabs his head,
>and pushes his head down to the base, the suddenness causing me to spasm from the sudden warmth enveloping my cock in full.
>"—And just keep breathing." Jack's nostrils huff and puff on my pubic region as he tries to regain composure. Jack taps uncle, and Nick pulls him back up to let him catch his breath.
>"Coil that tongue around it." She commands, Jack squints at her, indignant, but does so as she pushes his head back down and holds it there. Despite his reservations, Nick's advice has helped him to better work my shaft. Her methods are just, unorthodox.
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:52:55 No.69817437 Report

Quoted By: >>69817451

>>69817416
>"Good boy, Jackie. Now you keep at that, while I work my magic~." She lowers herself down and begins tongue-punching my scrotum, my legs jerk as I'm left unprepared for her testicular assault.
>Jack sputters for a moment before his breathing evens out, having understood the task at hand. Meanwhile his mother drags her tongue up my taint and tightly wraps around my balls.
>After a while, she brings her head back up and tugs Jack by neck, letting him and my dick breathe freely.
>With a loud slap on the back, she speaks to Jack. "Looks like you're doing better, Jack. Now, swap places with Greene. Let's work on your 'receiving' skills."
>She rises and grabs my arm to pull me out of the chair without asking. Jack's mounting agitation becomes more apparent as his mom instructs him on something he's done several times already, laying on his back after removing his shirt and shorts and raising his legs up for me.
>"Remember, tops love dirty talk. Real raunchy shit, be sure to get vulgar." She nags.
>"Mom, I already know!"
>I lube up and prod his starfish as they argue, trying my best to stay into it as they try my patience. "Clearly not good enough, seeing how he let me have my way with him the first chance he got!"
>Jack growls at that. Actually growls, like some wolf seeing an unwanted intruder. What the fuck? Are all barys like this?
>I take a steady pace with him, slow but deep like I know he likes it. Though the look he's giving back to me shows me his mind is elsewhere, in spite of his grunts. Nick looms behind me a few feet as she takes in our motions.
>Leaning in, I hope to have a private moment while she's standing back. Maybe we can resolve this tension before I finish.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:53:27 No.69817451 Report

Quoted By: >>69817462

>>69817437
>A harsh whisper finds my earholes first. "I still can't fuckin' believe you, dude."
>Yikes, right out the gate with making me feel guilty. "Jack, I'm sorry…"
>"Bro Code, dude! You don't fuck your friend's mom!" He returns with more fire, keeping his voice down as much as possible so his mom can't hear him.
>His short-temper ignites my own. "Hey, I'm still in rut, you know!"
>"Don't give me that bullshit!" Emphasis on the last word comes out louder than intended as he shirks back to make sure Nick didn't catch all of that. "Rut doesn't give you free pass to cheat on me!"
>Furrowing my brows, I hit back with, "Cheat? You're just my rutting partner. Right?"
>Pain fills those dark eyes and suddenly I'm awash with regret. Jack steers his gaze away from me, unable to look me in the eyes. Before I get the chance to backpedal, he answers. "Yeah… just your rutting bitch."
>Going to speak the correction, the words die on my tongue abruptly as Nick claps her hands behind me causing to stand straight. "I'm not hearing any dirty talk, Jack! C'mon boys, let's hear it!"
>Jack clicks his teeth, throwing his hands onto my shoulders. "C-come on, Greene, gape my… bary boyhole." Red grows on his cheeks as he tries his best to sound horny under such scrutiny.
>"Don't be shy, sweetie, you sure weren't gonna be shy when you boys were going to risk fuckin' in my house, now were you?” Her voices get closer from behind me.
>"I-it’s alright, Miss Nick.” I try pleading. "It's uh, mostly me who does the talking." Nick squints, not believing my lie one bit though it seems to pacify her. She scoots around from my side to directly behind as I lean in again.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:54:00 No.69817462 Report

Quoted By: >>69817477

>>69817451
>Hushed whispers, this time for sure I know only Jack can hear me.
>"Look, I didn't mean what I said." I try to explain.
>"Whatever, man. Just… you coulda waited for me to get back, at least." He hides how hurt he is and it digs into my heart for some reason.
>"I—"
>Hands at my waist make my train of thought veer off the rails as I'm suddenly thrusted deeper into Jack's ass. His mouth goes open in shock before turning into a disdainful scowl.
>Nick lays her chin on my shoulder, looking over to Jack and then to me. "You boys seem to be slowing down. So I figure why not help you pick up the pace?"
>The bary vixen slides her hands from my waist to my asscheeks and begins regulating my speed of entry into Jack, pressing her body against my back.
>Her tongue playfully flaps and grazes my cheek as she pushes my hip into the beta bary, over and over, slapping against his ass with every forceful shove. The more I press against her, the harder she pushes me back into Jack.
>Brushing my silver locks back, she purrs in my ear. "Look at you, fuckin' my son like that~." Another lipbite in my periphery. "Feels good, huh?"
>"Y-yes, ma— miss." I respond. Jack underneath me knits his brow.
>"But not as good me, right?" She says, in a faux-whisper. Low but not nearly quiet enough for my bottom bitch to not hear her arrogant rhetorical. I hear Jack scoff.
>"Y'know, been nice doing this, Greene. Maybe we should make this a regular thing?" Another not-whisper. "I need a better means to 'decompress' than just drinking with my old band on weekday afternoons."
>Jack scrunches his snout and bares his fangs at that, eyes pointed up. I swallow hard.
>In an attempt to cut the tension, I grab ahold of Jack's erect member, which causes his breath to hitch. I haven't really… ever given him a reacharound now that I think about it. Maybe this will assuage him.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:54:40 No.69817477 Report

Quoted By: >>69817486

>>69817462
>Running my thumb up and down the tip of his dick, his face turns from twisted anger to growing rapture as I stroke steadily. Not too quickly but not slowing down, and with Nick guiding my thrusts I have one less task to juggle my attention on.
>"Aw, how considerate of you, big boy." She teases next to me. I pay her no mind as I keep my focus on Jack, balls slapping the base of his tail as his moans become softer.
>His talons dig into my arms. Think I've taken his mind off my misstep for now. If I keep this up, he'll—
>My vision shifts as Nick goes from leaning to standing straight, one hand on my chest, the other my hip as she pulls my throbbing cock out of Jack.
>"Baby Blue's had long enough with you, stud. Mama needs her turn~."
>With remarkable dexterity, her tail grabs a towel and unfurls it perfectly onto the ground. She's quick to push me down atop it, my back flat against the white, dry fabric.
>She lowers herself, back facing me, fidgeting on top of my spear as she gives a few test squats to make sure everything's lined up right. All the while, her eyes remain on a still-seated and swindled Jack.
>"Remember, you're supposed to share your boy toy, Jack~." She mockingly states as her hips begin impacting my pelvis with serious velocity.
>Her wild motions quake my body with recoil as she puts all her weight into the veritable exercise, vaginal juices stringing from between the points of contact messily. My fingers grip cloth and my toes curl as I writhe beneath her.
>Splaying my legs out further to accommodate her bouncing, I notice Nick's maintained eye contact with her son as his countenance worsens the longer she smashes her hips against mine, trying to drain me as fast as possible.
>"See? This is what a satisfied man looks like, Jackie." She condescends, gesturing toward my pathetic form under her. "A real man likes to be taken for a ride once in a while! You can't always expect him to do all the legwork."
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:55:13 No.69817486 Report

Quoted By: >>69817498

>>69817477
>As if to emphasize her point, she flops on top of me (not crushing my balls thankfully) forcing me bounce up, then grinds her hips into my lap. Jack's fangs flash.
>"I *know* how to please my rutting partner, Mom! Greene likes being in control, you're just an egotist!" He snarls.
>"Oh yeah?" Her tone sharper but still confident. Her tail blindingly tucks itself under my neck and wraps, my throat in her fifth limb as she sits me up. A palm grabs my hair with my snoot over her shoulder, petting me as she gyrates on my loins again.
>"Tell him, Greene. You love this, don't you baby~?" She erotically hums to me.
>"Uh, y-yeah. But it's not—" A competition, is what I would like to say before the end of her whippy tail shuts my trap. The raised spines of said tail poking against my side gives incentive to hold my peace.
>"See? This is what he wants, Jack. Not a dead fish in bed." She taunts him as my eyes try to desperately communicate disagreement with her assessment.
>Jack seethes. "I know how to make my top cum, you—!" He bites his tongue, thankfully cutting himself off from anything that would escalate this drama further.
>"Obviously not, honey. Look how much you still have left to learn. Now, watch."
>She stands up, and, entangled in her tail, so do I. She lifts one leg up, and up, and up—
>And slings it over my shoulder as she straightens her posture, to my baffled amazement. Was Miss Nick an contortionist in her younger days? There's no way she's this flexible in her forties.
>Standing-I position somehow successful, her tail spines prick my backside as my cue to begin thrusting. And I oblige thusly.
>The moisture of her swamp forms a perfect seal around my cock as I plunge deep into her and hug her raised thigh, but my focus is more on the bary staredown beside me than anything else.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:55:47 No.69817498 Report

Quoted By: >>69817516

>>69817486
>Nick's self-assured smirk and Jack's souring glower carry a conservation all by itself. As the dark pairs of eyes turn the air electric and cause sparks to fly, it dawns on me that Jack's anger from before wasn't directed at me.
>It was directed at Nick. Which means, Jack is… jealous. That she's the one I'm busy with, that I'm putting any time into her at all over him. Spying the rest of his body language, I spot his claws beginning to curl.
>I should mediate this and fast, before Jack does something stupid.
>Double tapping Nick's side, I catch her attention, a raised brow meeting me.
>"I think we should switch again." I urge her. A small giggle and a head turn to her fuming son, the cocky matriarch entertains my diplomacy.
>"Sure, better let Jackie have his turn with my new toy."
>Her thigh un-leverages her weight from me and she steps aside for a still-pouting Jack to have his turn on my prized penis.
>She crosses her arms with an amused look as Jack walks over to me. I begin to ask what position he wants to do, when he turns to look at her, a horrible grimace threatening to form, before looking back at me.
>"I'll show her I'm not some doormat. Get on your back, Greene." He says, pointing the white towel. "…Please." He says, much quieter.
>With a sigh, I indulge him. They're treating me like some piece of meat. May as well be a walking dildo if this keeps up.
>Facing me, he brings himself down on my cock, face straining a little as he gets re-accustomed to my size again. He lays his heavy tail across my stomach, not sure why, and begins bringing his hips down on me.
>"Yeah, you like that tight b-bussy, don't you?" He says, trying his absolute best sultry impression but it's impossible to take him serious when I know the real reason for his attempt at dirty talk, stealing glances to the painted bary aside.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:56:31 No.69817516 Report

Quoted By: >>69817536

>>69817498
>"C-c'mon, you gonna put your back into it or what?" He asks. I spread his cheeks and begin humping up into him, eliciting a much more sincere moan from him now. The beginnings of a bellow start to lightly vibrate my body.
>Jack leans down and I'm already prepared for another clandestine discussion.
>"You alright?" I lead with.
>"Yeah…" He looks away bashfully, a much more comforting and familiar face from the bary boy as I've come to know him. "Look, I'm not uh, mad. At you for, y'know. Maybe a little, she's my mom man, but like, I get it."
>"Jack, I'm s—" He surprises me by placing his hand on my mouth. He continues.
>"You're in rut, I'm just your bitch, you can get a girl too. That's the rules."
>His face turns serious. "But just remember, only *I'm* your Pvt. Short Stuff. You're MY Sergeant, not hers. Got it?"
>More than a little taken aback, all I can do is nod with widened eyes. Jack smiles.
>"Good, Sgt. Mous. Now, make good on that promise from last Monday—" His mouth poises next to my earhole, so close I can feel the static of his scales on my skin.
>"—and knock me up." He pulls back and begins pounding on my pelvis, his hands find themselves under my head as those deep, subtle Stygian eyes stare into mine.
>"Give it to me, Sergeant." He speaks much louder this time, becoming even needier.
>I see Nick's feet step into my field of view. "What are you boys saying over here?" She asks, part bemused and part annoyed.
>Jack doesn't answer her, turning to look as he focuses on taking every centimeter of shaft. Then, a sly smile creeps along his face.
>Nick purses her lips and raises and eyebrow. "What, you got something to—" Jack breaks from his staring competition and practically dives tongue-first into my mouth.
>Nick covers her mouth and I recover in time to properly reciprocate Jack's lustful tongue duel having been taken off-guard. Jack's forwardness, especially in front of his mother, is surprising to say the least.
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:57:19 No.69817536 Report

Quoted By: >>69817553

>>69817516
>All it does is solidify his resolve as he begins to slap my hips harder with each bounce, grinding back and forth like a needy mutt in heat. I find my own hand pushing back on his head, his cobalt hair between my fingers, keeping him locked in our French kiss.
>The pitter-patter of Nick's tapping foot evolves into visible irritation as Jack hogs me to himself. It's become a game for the bary upstart to stall his turn as long as possible.
>"How much longer do you plan on keeping this up?" She finally cracks and asks, conceding Jack the victory.
>Jack finally breaks away, taking a deep breath to fill his lungs with oxygen after our hermetic lip seal. He licks up the saliva around his mouth before answering his impatient mother's question.
>"Until Greene finishes inside me."
>My eyes bulge while Nick's face goes through a series of rapid emotions. Disbelief, confusion, and lastly anger. I see her tail spines flare up, her talons ready, and rows of teeth become fully displayed.
>"Ex-cuse me!?"
>Jack literally spins my dick to face the peeved Gers matriarch, maintaining his hopping as he looks her dead in the eyes. Even turned away from me, I can see a defiant smile as he speaks to her.
>"You heard me, you cow. Greene's mine." Holy shit, what is up with him, where did this come from. Is he really THIS possessive?
>Nick's practically seeing red as I watch her face distort in fury. "What the hell did you just say to me!?"
>Jack slows his words down, making sure to enunciate each one for maximum, painstaking clarity. "I said, he doesn't. Want. Your worn-out. Twat, you hag."
>…
>She's going to kill him. Whether after this or while he's still on top of me, I don't know.
>"I know what my boyfriend wants, and it's not some dusty catacombs that's popped out two kids."
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:57:51 No.69817553 Report

Quoted By: >>69817567

>>69817536
>Boyfriend. If it weren't for my diamond-hard erection in Jack right now, my entire body would've just gone limp. It's out there now, he's said it. In my speechless astonishment, I can only stare into the back of his head at what he's just declared.
>Nick hunches over, teeth gnashing, a blood vessel in her temple looking like it's about to burst as she hisses through gritted fangs. Jack bends backwards to look at me, conceit in his expression.
>"Alright Sgt. Mous. I wanna do it now." Still in my awestruck wonder, I don't catch his meaning. "You know, what we were gonna do today, with the fatigues."
>A lightbulb of recollection dings in my head. Right. But, we had been working up to that over our sessions, it was meant to be a special occasion. "A-are you sure, Jack?"
>Jack smiles, more sincerely now but still with a tinge of pride. "Yeah. I am."
>Hooking the bend of my arms under his knees, I strain to lift both our weights off the guard. Thank fuck for all that log cutting and lifting I do during my outdoor stints, no one way I could manage this otherwise.
>An equal-parts scorned and bewildered Nick watches as I stand, Jack in my arms and hands reaching for the back of his head: the Standing Full Nelson.
>Despite the bary's twink lean frame, he is a lot heavier than he looks. He's mentioned something in the past about baryonyxs having very dense bones and I am feeling that weight right now. But I stand carrying him regardless, even if my knees buckle a little.
>I spread my legs and lower myself as far as I can so I get the right position, and being pistoning the blue bary butt as fast as I can. Jack squeaks immediately, my balls crashing into his with little resistance and (thankfully) little pain.
>Each thrust rocks his entire body in my arms, popping him up and shaking my grip on him every time but I hold fast, making sure he's secure in my vice-lock as I throttle his prostate.
>His moans turn into a singular, pleading desire: "Breed me."
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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:58:27 No.69817567 Report

Quoted By: >>69817587 >>69817617

>>69817553
>It turns into a chant, growing louder and louder. "Breedmebreedmebreedme!" Much to the mortified vexation of his mother as she stares on at the pitiful act before her.
>The bary beta's dick flops up and down with increasing rhythm, as Jack's eyes roll back and his tongue flops out to the side. I don't fare much better, squeezing my eyes shut and grunting through clenched teeth as my arms tire and legs quake.
>Steam ejects from Nick's flared nostrils as she stamps over to us, glare locked on Jack. "Don't even THINK you're going to spend him all on yourself, Jack Gers!"
>Through his addled cock-drunk haze, Jack weakly smirks. "Or what?"
>Her tensing neck muscles and face that screams onset aneurysm answers that question in my personal opinion. "Don't tempt me, Jack!"
>Jack's eyebrows knit between the pleasure waves of me hitting the male G-spot. Sternly, he responds: "He's mine."
>"Not as long as you're fucking on my property when I pay the bills, he isn't!" She shouts.
>He leans as close as he can without throwing my balance off. "Then do somethin' about it."
>Nick reels back, and before she gets to opportunity to inflict whatever domestic violence she's thinking of, I pivot on one heel and set Jack down, much to his disappointment.
>"Miss Nick, please, let's not do this!" Waving my hands, trying my best to deescalate the situation.
>"Then by all means!" She grabs my wrist and starts dragging me back inside the house.
>"Oh no you don't!" I hear Jack shout as he snatches my other wrist, and the two start fighting over me like tantrum-throwing toddlers wanting the same action figure.
>With one deep inhale, I free myself from being drawn-and-halved from their game of tug-o'-war, both stumbling toward me as I do. And the exhale comes out as a holler: "ENOUGH!"
>Attention earned, I address the bickering barys. "If you two can't get along, I'm just gonna take my rutting stick elsewhere." I declare flatly but firmly.
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:58:59 No.69817587 Report

Quoted By: >>69817605

>>69817567
>The two start talking over each other trying to make their protests and arguments heard, self-centered and envious. "Stop!"
>I rub my temples. These two are a headache.
>"Look, if you guys want to, uh, finish then we need to find… something you both can do at the same time. And with cooperation." I stress.
>The bary duo stare daggers at each other, a shared grimace at the thought of sharing me. Nick voices her opinion first, arms indignantly crossed. "I'm the adult here, I make the call!"
>"We're all adults here." I plainly reiterate. "You're just—" Do NOT call her old. "—The eldest, here. And if you don't agree, then I'll just leave." I turn around to ensure they understand I am being serious.
>In stereo, I hear "Wait!" as they run up behind me. I spin to see their faces, half desperate for release, half annoyed to having to compromise, but reservation quickly sinking in.
>After some contemplation, Nick snaps her fingers. "I got one. It's a classic: the Houston's Liftoff!"
>Me and Jack share a confused glance. No idea what that is.
>Nick rolls her eyes at our ignorance. "It's a double buttjob. Y'know? 'Ass tuh ass!'" She does some sort of impression at the end. Again awkward glances are shared between us teenagers.
>The middle-age woman sighs, defeated. "It's… from a movie, before your guys' time."
>Making my way back over to the towel, I lay down as the mother-son pairing size up the scenario in their heads, trying to figure how to work things out.
>"Jack, you take his right, I'll take left." She commands.
>"Why the hell do you get to call the shots?" He fires back.
>Groaning, she explains. "Fine, you can take left, what difference does it make!?"
>"This is supposed to be cooperative and you're already calling the shots!" Jack blurts out. Nick scowls and I play referee.
>"Jack, the positions don't matter. Just relax." I turn. "Nick, ask first." She shrugs.
>"Tsk." Is all that comes out of the boy. "Fine, I'll take right."
cont.

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Anonymous Tue 08 Oct 2024 23:59:33 No.69817605 Report

Quoted By: >>69817633

>>69817587
>The two come at my sides, flanking my lower groin where my erect mass awaits them. Nick suddenly turns around and swings her elbows out. "Alright, Jack, hook my elbows up."
>"What, why?"
>She flits her tongue but holds any smart comments to herself, instead opting for a tired affliction. "It'll help us line it up."
>Jack nods, and they lock arms to better align themselves. After some micro-spacing, they deem a position optimal and get on all fours.
>As they slowly push their butts toward my Obelix, I can already feel the heat emitting from their buttholes and I get tingly at the anticipation.
>Nick speaks again, instructing, "Alright Jack, now wrap your tail around my legs and I'll wrap mine around yours."
>Jack frowns. "Why would I want to do that!?"
>"Jack, you said you wanted to cooperate, now will ya do what I say or not!?" She snaps. I give her a warning with an unamused face. She sighs, explaining further. "It'll help us anchor each other so we keep our butts together, now will you just trust me? I know what I'm doing."
>"Ew, I don't want to touch you!" Jack spits out.
>He gets a flat look from his mother. "Jack, it's a double buttjob, we're already touching butts."
>"W-well that's… different!" Now it's his turn to receive a warning. Jack receives the message. "Ugh, alright, fine! I'll do the stupid tail thing. But I don't like it!" Really weird line to be drawing in this parent/child bonding threesome but whatever.
>Tails criss-cross and the two press their asses against my cock, and immediately the grinding of their assholes on each side of my shaft is like euphoria. Mother and son work steadily, as they try to mediate an agreed-upon pace.
>"Not too fast at once, Jack."
>"Yeah yeah, I hear you…"
>The texture of their holes sends me to bliss, especially as they up the tempo. Both have become quieter, with only small comments of adjustment interspliced between moans.
cont.

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Anonymous Wed 09 Oct 2024 00:00:17 No.69817633 Report

Quoted By: >>69817660

>>69817605
>They've graduated to moving the entirety of my length, making sure to especially grind at the very top to watch me wriggle beneath them, all without saying a word. Looks like it worked.
>"Guh… good work, guys. There, ah, a-anything else you wanted to do? Before I… Fuck…" I inquire, trying to keep a straight face and failing to their spectacle.
>They teasingly pretend to be in thought as they push back and forth now, just to get a reaction out of me. Finger on chin, Jack speaks first. "How about some penetration?" He probably knows I'm close.
>"Sounds good to me… ooh… You, Nick?" She purses her lips in faux-meditation. She smiles and nods, looking over to her son.
>They release me from their buttlock, bereft of their heat now I deflate a little but shift so they can take my place. Nick waits for Jack's lead.
>"I'll be top if you go bottom." Jack says, Nick shrugs as affirmation, seemingly nonplussed. She lays down and Jack carefully places himself over, a nervous disposition as he makes sure his lower half is a good space away from hers.
>Then, it transforms into something devious as an idea strikes. "And to make it fair? I say we both do anal!" Jack posits.
>Nick's eyes widen, then narrow at her scheming son's offer. I join in on the ploy. "I like the sound of that. You, Miss Nick?"
>After a while, she finally relents. "Yeah, alright, sure…"
>Another drizzle of lube, and back in I go. I start with Jack first since it was his idea. No objections from the older bary, funny enough.
>With a bite of his lower lip, he peers back with a moan. I brush back his bang to get a better look at that cute little face.
>"You're loving it, aren't you, Private?"
>"You fucking bet I am, Sergeant."
>A groan from the peanut gallery below. "Roleplay? Really? You two are weird."
cont.

>>69817600
my b

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Anonymous Wed 09 Oct 2024 00:01:18 No.69817660 Report

Quoted By: >>69817674

>>69817633
>Her dissent goes without remark as I pull Jack in for a smooch. Or rather, a couple of smooches. Jack really starts getting into I smack his taint with my balls harder, his tail hugging my leg.
>A while of this later and an irritated mama bary, and I decide it's time for a change. "How about we give Nick a turn, huh?" I ask Jack.
>"Mmmm…" He looks down on the matriarch in consideration. "Sure, I guess. She's been patient."
>Pulling out of Jack's dick-warmer, I lift Nick's legs up and get ready to insert while she holds an apprehensive expression.
>"Hey… Big guy…" An urgrant tone in her voice as I look at her. "I uh… ain't done anal in a long while, and not with someone so… Big. You better take it easy."
>Mischief splays on Jack and mine's faces as we take in her cautious address. "I'll be as gentle as possible, Miss Nick."
>Nodding at Jack, our improvised 'prank' goes in motion. He grabs her wrists and pins her down, rising on his hindquarters to allot me more room to life her off the ground and thus more room to thrust further in.
>"H-Hey! What do you two think you're up to!?"
>Her question is promptly answered I drive my cock balls deep into her ass. A yelp escapes the bary woman as I hit second gear and reach top speed, braced by her son above as her wracks with each impacting thrust.
>"N-NOT FUNNY!" She cries out as she strains, eyes twitching.
>I continue to slam my hips into her ass, disregarding her qualms, the sweat and heat taking its toll on all three of us. Panting, hot, and tired.
>"You think you're cute, don't you, you little shit?" She hisses at the bary heir.
>"Don't be like that, Ma. You wanted me to share, remember?" He derides, sneering.
>"Prolapse is not a laughing matter, Jack! Ah, fuck…" She eeks out, head hitting the ground and Jack defying her notion and laughing anyway.
>Jack's uppity attitude lights a familiar need to break him, giving me an idea. "Hey Nick."
cont.

>>69817617
Different guy.

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Anonymous Wed 09 Oct 2024 00:01:55 No.69817674 Report

Quoted By: >>69817701

>>69817660
>She perks up. "Lock your legs on his back. I have an idea." Jack gawks and Nick looks perplexed until she recognizes what I'm planning, at which she grins earhole-to-earhole.
>Up go her legs, and right around Jack's hips, pulling her up from the ground more. "Dude, she's my mom, I don't want my junk touching her!" Jack objects.
>"Shut up, you baby bitch." I demand. "It'll just be a moment."
>I slide out of Nick and into Jack. His O-shaped mouth showing that he didn't follow what I had in mind.
>And so it went like that several times. Out one, into the other, the change in heat and shape between their holes driving me closer and closer to that finish line.
>I watch Jack's grip tighten around Nick's wrists, eyes squeezed shut as I hit a certain spot, and before I could say anything, he unloads. Spurting everything he'd pent up today with a prolonged moan.
>… Right atop Nick's stomach.
>"Yuck! Really!?"
>"S-sorry… I couldn't hold it…"
>Jack's discharge means I'm soon behind.
>Double-tapping with both hands, one on Nick's leg, the other Jack's ass, they take the hint and untangle. I rise quickly to my feet and they assume the pose, kneeling before me and mouth open, ready to receive their facial.
>Jerking my myself harder and harder, foreskin gliding like butter, at the sight of two hungry maws waiting anxiously for my cum.
>Jack and Nick press their cheeks hard against each other, pushing back and forth on each other jealously, anticipating where the money shot is gonna go as their tongues dangle down, drooling.
>Their harmonized "aahs~" give me the last bit of motivation I need for this scene, as my toes curl and I feel my butt clench as I finally unleash, thick ropes blasting across their faces and splattering upon impact.
>One rope lands right in Jack's eye and another sprays across Nick's forehead and into her hair though she doesn't seem to care.
cont.

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Anonymous Wed 09 Oct 2024 00:02:48 No.69817701 Report

Quoted By: >>69817721

>>69817674
>As my yogurt shooter begins its diminishing returns, running dry of today's stock of thicken jizz, the two begin greedily lapping up their share. Tongues furl around their mouths and they start picking any stray shots that landed on their chests.
>They then begin running their tongues, in turns, on my spent cock, getting the very last of it right from the tap.
>Nick faces Jack. "Honey, tilt your head." She commands.
>Jack scowls. "No way, you got your part!"
>She hits him with the Mom Glare and very begrudgingly listens. Then, the bary mother grabs her son's hair and jaw, pulling them apart as she—
>… Spits her half of the ptero-cum into her son's mouth. Shock colors Jack's face as she shuts his jaw for him and rubs his throat, helping him to swallow.
>Nick smiles, one that's earnest. "You did a good job learning to share with mommy today, sweetie."
>"Figured, as a reward, you should get ALL of your boyfriend's cum~." She teases, then gives Jack a congratulatory pat on the shoulder.
>Awkwardly, he scratches his neck. "T-thanks I guess, Mo—"
>"OH MY GOD!!"
>Horror sets in at the sound a fourth voice. All three of our heads slowly turn to see who it is.
>Standing at the sliding glass door to the house is another bary, purple and adorned in a dark dress and red vest. That… must be Jack's sister he's told me about, the one he got those clothes from. 'Veera' I think is what he called her?
>Everything goes quiet and still. No one dares speak a word.
>The girl blinks rapidly in disbelief at the scene before her, likely reeling from the ongoing psychological damage being inflicted on her, hands raised up grasping at nothing.
>The agonizing moment eventually comes to an end as she pivots on one of her high heels and flatly states: "Nope." And walks right back into the house in a hurry.
>Guess she got back home earlier than expected too.
>A door slams somewhere in the house before we move again.
cont.

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Anonymous Wed 09 Oct 2024 00:03:37 No.69817721 Report

Quoted By: >>69817738

>>69817701
>Nick moves first, rising and stretching her back out. "Welp, that'll be a problem for later." She turns back around. "Y'know I did this all by the pool so I could wash off after. You boys should join me once you're ready."
>She sprints over to the deep end of the pool and dives head-first. I've heard of skinny-dipping but that's quite the literal interpretation of it.
>Me and Jack stand side-by-side now, sorta just shuffling our feet and taking everything in this wild afternoon.
>I decide to break the silence. "So… Did you mean what you said?"
>"Huh?" He stares goggle-eyed at me. He doesn't seem to process my words so I specify.
>"You know. Us, being boyfriends. You said it earlier to your mom."
>Jack blushes then tries to hide by brushing his hair bang back down. It's cute when he does that. "Uh, look, I… um."
>"Yesss…?" I egg him on, fluster clear on his face.
>"I mean, yeah! Yes, okay? I'm your boyfriend. Your, RUTTING boyfriend. Got it?"
>Now it's my turn to stare wide-eyed at him.
>"Y'know, rutting boyfriends?" His hand comes up in a gesture. "C'mon, don't tell me you haven't heard, ape brain. It's a, uh, ritual rutting bitch that you spend time with during every rutting season! Totally different."
>That's bullshit, and I don't believe it but I entertain Jack with a less-than-convincing smirk. "Yeah, sure Jack."
>"Tsk." He crosses his arms and props his leg with the other. "You apes are a bunch of philistines."
>I tease him forward with a smartass comment. "Pretty sure David was a human, not a Philistine." Jack play-punches me in the shoulder and calls me a dork.
>He gets serious for a moment. "Look… I just, when I saw her all over you like that, a-and what you said, I just… I don't know. Needed to make it clear. My fault this happened." He gives me some sad eyes, not a confession I was expecting out of him.
>"Jack…"
Cont. This part is just barely too long, end next.

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Anonymous Wed 09 Oct 2024 00:04:12 No.69817738 Report

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>>69817721
>"Hey!" Nick calls out from the pool. "You boys gonna wash up or not!?"
>We both nod and start heading towards the pool. I ask another question as we step in the shallow end of the pool.
>"So, you still want to go on that camping trip with me?"
>"Yeah, why wouldn't I?"
>I smirk. "You should know, outdoors sex isn't as hot as it sounds. No air conditioning and mosquitos, a good fuck does not make."
>"Oh shut it!" He huffs.
>Despite that, I'm actually looking forward to going with Jack now.
END
Not my best write imo. Writing a threesome is fucking hard.
I promise the next time I write Jack, it WON'T be smut. It will also be straight.