Jack
I am here for one thing and one thing only. To get this human woman pregnant.
I’m hard as a rock, though, after watching Bennett and Arthur both have their way with her. I was especially surprised by how Arthur—our lighthearted, very gay husband—let loose and forced a climax out of her. Impressed and turned on.
It’s interesting to see the rut take over. Even Arthur’s desire to mate right now is strong, just like mine, and like Bennett’s, too. This couldn’t be better timed. And, to my surprise, I enjoy seeing what my husbands became here: feral and free like our ancestors. We have always been very open sexually as a species, often forming large herds with partners always changing. Our own herd is small, which is how I prefer it. Three adults is enough for me.
Now it’s my turn with the human.
I approach from behind, and as much as I told myself I wouldn’t find her attractive, I am awed by her used pussy, dripping with my husbands’ cum. She has hair on her pubic mound, but the rest is bare, showing off the striking petals of her cunt. It retracts and opens again with her heavy breaths.
“Hi,” she says shyly as I approach her from behind.
“Hello.”
I’m not sure what else she expects. I’m not here to beat around the bush like Bennett and Arthur.
First, I unbuckle my belt, then take off my jeans. I’m good and erect from what I just witnessed, so I don’t have to stroke myself for long to be ready.
When I approach the surrogate from behind, cock lubed up, I can’t help touching her rounded, freckled ass. It is pretty, all exposed for us with her red, springy hair hanging down her back. Then I remember what I need to do. I square up between her thighs, fist my cock, and guide it inside her.
Her pussy opens easily for me, warmed up by Bennett and Arthur, and I’m assaulted by the sensation of her tight channel. She’s so slick with cum that it spills out as I slide into her.
And oh, shit, do I go deep on my first thrust. Suddenly I’m fully inside her, surrounded by her, squeezed and milked by her.
I grunt, nearly losing my grip with my hooves. She’s so warm, so wet, her channel pulsing with each of her labored breaths. I feel like my soul has left my body as I reel my hips back again.
I have been inside a woman many times. Enough times to learn my lesson about having romantic relationships with them. But this is… different. Exquisite. Not at all what I expected.
“Ah!” the woman cries out as I push all the way in, filling her, drowning myself in her. I pull back and she tightens beautifully, so I shove through, giving her everything, and she sags forward on the bench. She’s like a glove made for me, and an animal part of my brain I’ve never felt before awakens.
Fuck her, it snarls. Fill her up with your fawn. Make her fat and heavy with you.
I groan as I obey, sinking in as far as I can, then canting my hips back and beginning again. Her hips buck and she cries out, “Fuck! Yes!” and I’m astonished in that moment that she’s enjoying it, too.
Very much, apparently.
My balls shiver, all of my nerves set on high alert by her rising voice.
Wrapping my hand around my cock, I pull out of her, then rub the head of it all over her small clit. This should excite her.
Now I’m intent on making her come. Arthur did, and I’m not going to be bested by a satyr whose first time with a woman was today.
She whines and whimpers as I tease her clit, her hips snapping up desperately as she tries to bring me back inside her. I enjoy how eager she is, how lusty. Then I bury myself in her again, all the way to the hilt. She takes me so well, so deep, that I grab onto her hips and really fuck her.
Get it inside, the voice says. Get it in deep. Fill her up.
I think these thoughts and nothing else as I chase her cries, which are now escalating to screams. Faster and harder I pump my hips, the entire bench rattling while I hunt down what she has to give. I’m going to make her burst, to feel her whole body clench.
I poise myself over her so I can give her as much as possible, and she’s sobbing and screaming.
“Take my cock,” I growl, not even realizing I’ve said the words aloud until I hear them. “Suck me dry. I’m going to make sure you leave this room pregnant.”
Not that it works that way, but my mouth does not care.
I pound into her wildly, overtaken by some beast that has always lurked inside me. And then suddenly, she falls silent.
The woman clenches like a vise as she orgasms. Her whole body rocks as I continue thrusting like a mindless animal. Suddenly, I’m shooting everything inside her, releasing all I have to give as pleasure so intense it’s almost painful roars through my nervous system. I sense Arthur behind me, his hand reaching under my tail to cup my balls as I continue releasing.
