Playing with the Possums
Playing with the Possums by Wakboth * * * It was the hottest June in Bixby County that anyone could remember. The town was baking in a sweltering heat that made people sweaty and irritable; everyone was staying in the shadow, trying to stay cool by drinking lemonade or ice tea or soda, but no beer; Bixby was a dry county. Up in the hills, on the Moon farm, the heat was a little more bearable, but only a little. Honey was sitting on the porch in her father's rocking chair, and fanning herself. The red-headed bear had finished all her chores, and with her father gone for the weekend, checking on his stills and fishing with his friends, she was alone on the ramshackle little farm. Honey sighed deeply, making her shirt strain against her huge breasts. She was hot and bored, with nothing to do or anyone to talk to. Last week, Daddy had caught her flirting with the Possum boys, Luke and Jed, at the general store, he'd given her a good spanking and told her to stay away from the no-good varmints, so going to the town to hang out with them was out of question. The bear girl sighed again and squirmed in her chair; she'd left her panties off today, wearing nothing but her close-cropped Daisy Dukes over her bare bottom. It had seemed like a good idea in the morning, but as the day progressed and the heat grew more intense, the way the fabric of the shorts clung to the sweaty fur of her crotch and ass was getting more and more distracting. Honey shifted again, feeling the seam rub the lips of her sex as she did so. The bear girl bit her lip; the distraction was growing and slowly turning into a desire. She had been masturbating for the last year and a half; it had started simply with extra attention to her pussy during a sponge bath, been followed by careful exploration with her fingers and Daddy's shaving mirror, and culminated, last month, into a nervous and initially painful penetration with the soap-slickened handle of a brush that had resulted in the best climax she'd ever had. As she thought about her earlier bouts of self-pleasure, the busty bear girl started to rub her crotch through the fabric of her shorts. She was feeling more and more horny with every passing moment, the cloth under her fingers growing damp from more than just sweat. Suddenly, a new and naughty idea came unbidden to Honey: why not do it right here, on the porch? Daddy was gone, and there were no visitors expected. And if any came, in this heat they wouldn't be walking up the hillside to the farm; if they came in a car, she'd hear them long before they could see her. Honey was a girl used to making quick decisions; she was called impulsive by the teachers, and rash by her father. Once the idea had caught hold of her, she wasted no time in realizing it. Undoing the knot at the front of her short, sleeveless shirt, Honey bared her huge hooters, enjoying the cool air on the sweaty fur. She was rather proud of her breasts; they were the biggest in the school, and made half the girls desperately envious and all the boys crazy with lust. Grinning, Honey rubbed her massive melons with her hands; if only Luke and Jed could see her now! The opossum twins would have popped the buttons of their jeans, she thought and giggled, tickling the nubs of her nipples lightly. Moving her attention back to her expectant pussy, Honey opened the buttons of her fly and literally peeled the tiny shorts off; the red patch of her pubic fur was sticking out, matted with sweat and her own juices. She squirmed a bit, trying to find the best position to play with herself; the only problem with her tits, Honey thought, was that they got in the way of seeing what she was doing down there! Spreading her legs apart, she hooked them over the chair hand-rests, so that her cunny was wide open for anyone on the yard to see. Not that there would be anyone, Honey thought with the tiniest hint of a disappointment. Craning her neck forward, her chin resting in her cleavage, Honey started masturbating. She was feeling even more horny than before, and it took a lot of willpower to keep from dipping her fingers straight in. Honey knew from experience that it paid to take her time, however, so she went slowly at first, just rubbing and kneading at her outer, furry lips with her fingers. Honey felt her face burn and her breasts flush beneath her golden brown fur; the warmth in her loins was turning into a fire. Her clit was poking out from its hood, and her juices were running down her crotch. It was time for more, she thought, and slowly slid her forefinger into her vagina. The bear girl gasped, feeling the hot, slick flesh of her near-virgin channel swallow her finger. Slowly at first, she started pumping the finger in and out of her cunny, picking up speed and going deeper with every thrust, until she was panting with arousal and pleasure. Moaning happily, Honey slipped her other forefinger in as well, plunging one deep into her pussy while pulling the other almost out. Feeling her pussy starting to quiver around her pistoning fingers, Honey started to tease her clit with her thumbs, flicking it back and forth, every touch increasing her pleasure. Thrusting both of her fingers deep into her pussy, she squeezed the slick, pink nub between her thumbs as hard as she dared. With a long, drawn-out yowl of pleasure, Honey came, her cunt clenching almost painfully tight around her fingers. Teary-eyed and sweat-drenched, her hands and groin a mess of her juices, drool trickling down her chin and onto her boobs, Honey rocked slowly in the chair for a couple of minutes, basking in the afterglow. *** After relieving her tensions, Honey had washed herself up under the pump, and changed into a clean shirt and a pair of jeans that didn't smell of her pussy juices. Neither the masturbation nor the quick shower had done anything to alleviate her boredom, though. To while away the time, Honey started tinkering with the old motorcycle in the shed. It had laid, forgotten, in the corner of the barn until she had found it last year. It had taken weeks of cajoling and wheedling, but eventually Honey had made Daddy promise that she could drive it, if she fixed it first. The tin-roofed shed was dark and hot, and Honey was quickly drenched with sweat, her hands and face smudged with rust and oil as she slowly took the bike's gearbox apart. She was so engrossed in her work that the knock on the frame of the shed's door made her jump. At first, all that Honey saw was two silhouettes against the lit square of the doorway. Then, as the visitors stepped inside, she saw the pointed muzzles, small ears and toothy grins, and recognized them as Luke and Jed. Both were dressed in similar worn jeans and NASCAR T-shirts; they were a year older than Honey, but had doubled the ninth grade, and were in the same class as her. "Whatcha doin', Honey?" Jed asked her. "What the hell are you doing here, guys?" Honey asked, wiping the grease from her hands. "Daddy'll kick your ass when he finds out you've been here!" "Nah," Luke said with a grin. "We left the truck down at the Willibanks road and walked here through the forest; he ain't gonna know anything. So, what's up?" Honey glared at the opossums. The smart choice would have been to tell them to leave, but she was bored, and hadn't seen the twins for a week. And Daddy wasn't going to come back home until tomorrow night... "Trying to find out what's busted in this damn gearbox," she said, pointing at the parts spread on top of the workbench. You guys think you could help me?" The twins grinned; they were notorious grease monkeys, always busy with their truck and the farm machinery at home. Soon, all three of them were crowded around the work bench, busying themselves with the gears. The combination of heat, physical proximity and teenage hormones was a potent one. Soon, Jed and Luke were brushing against Honey's hips and bottom too often for it to be coincidence, their tails tickling her calves, while the bear girl returned the teasing with "accidental" peeks down her shirt and alluring smiles. "Jeez, it's hot in here," Jed complained, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. "I gotta take off this shirt," he said, pulling the T-shirt off and revealing a lean but nicely toned chest. "You said it, bro," Luke said, doing the same thing. "Bet you wish you could do the same, Honey," the opossum said with a grin. Honey cocked her head slightly. "Who says I can't?" she asked, with a teasing grin. "Aw, come on!" Jed said. "As if you would..." The opossum boys fell silent as Honey, her hands trembling only slightly, started to open her too-tight shirt. She was feeling daring and naughty and more than a little light-headed; probably the heat, the bear girl thought as she opened her shirt fully, revealing her massive, sumptuous tits to the mutely staring twins. "You guys like what you see?" Honey asked with a nervous grin. "Holy..." was the only thing that Luke managed to say; Jed merely stared, wide-eyed, at the breasts he and every other guy at the school had dreamed of so many times. For several long seconds, all three of them stood in silence, looking at each other. It was Luke, finally, who broke the spell, by stepping closer and giving Honey a clumsy, but eager, kiss. Honey returned it with a passion that surprised herself, wrapping her hands around the opossum's shoulders, while Jed embraced her from behind, pressing his pelvis against her bottom; Honey could feel his erection throbbing against her thigh, and shivered. Hastily, the three of them shed what little clothes they still had on, kissing and groping each other, moaning and grunting and sighing. When one of the opossums started probing Honey's pussy with his fingers, however, the bear put her foot firmly down. "Hey! Hands off!" she said, swatting Luke's offending hand away. "C'mon, Honey, be fair!" Luke said, looking surprised and frustrated by this development. "Don't tell me you're quittin' now!" "I ain't quitting anything," Honey said firmly, pushing Jed, who had been rubbing his cock against the sweaty fur of her bottom and tail, away. "But I decide what I'll do and when! And if you don't like that, get outta here and jerk off yourself, for all that I care!" Chastised, the opossums nodded; they weren't going to give up this chance of getting to know Honey intimately. "Okay, okay," Jed said. "What do you wanna do?" Honey blinked; she wasn't exactly sure what she wanted, only that she wanted it now! Her sexual education had been limited to the whisper- and giggle-filled conversations with other girls in the locker room, and to leafing through the stacks of Hustlers Daddy had under his bed. A picture from the latter, portraying a red-headed bear woman sucking off a lizard guy while another one took her from behind, popped up in her head; that seemed like worth trying. "Um, okay, Luke, you, uh, sit down somewhere," Honey said, trying to sound like she knew what she was doing. There hadn't been any pics of naked opossums in Daddy's magazines, she thought as she leaned over Luke; plenty of reptiles and horses and bears, though. At about six inches, Luke's pink, slick dick was small compared to them, but Honey wasn't disappointed; if anything, she was a bit relieved that she wouldn't have to tackle some ten-inch horsecock on her first time! The way Luke was raptly staring at her boobs, swinging over his crotch, made Honey feel all tingly and excited. From the corner of her eye, she could see Jed slowly jacking his dick as he gazed at her bottom. At the moment, the opossums were totally enthralled, and she found she liked it. Steadying herself with one hand on the workbench, Honey leaned closer and grabbed Luke's cock; it was smooth and hot against her palm. "Aww! Not so tight!" Luke yelped as she squeezed his shaft, marvelling at its rigidness. Honey eased her grip a little and started to massage his cock slowly. "Oaaah... that's better, yeah!" Almost immediately, a pale, slick liquid started drooling out from the slit at the tip; Honey assumed that this was analogous to her own pussy juices. She rubbed the tip with her finger, making the opossum gasp, then brought it up to her muzzle: it smelled salty and slightly bitter. Licking her fingertip, Honey found the taste similar; a lot less musky than her own juices, which she had sampled on one or two occasions. Behind her, Jed was getting restless; the opossum moved behind Honey and grabbed a hold on the bear girl's hips. She felt his cock poke against her buttocks, and lashed back with one foot, catching Jed in the shin. "Ouch! What did you do that for?" he complained, stepping a bit back. "I told you, we're doing this the way I want it," Honey said over her shoulder, but her smile softened her words. With her free hand she reached between her legs, parting her pussy lips and showing Jed the hot, pink flesh inside. "You wanna taste of me?" Jed's eyes widened; then he grinned. "You betcha! I'll eat you raw!" he boasted and got down on his knees behind Honey. Grasping her thighs, he pushed his nose straight into Honey's cunt, making the bear yelp with surprise. Then she felt the opossum's long, narrow tongue slide along her slit, tickling her clit, and groaned happily. As Jed started to eat her out, Honey turned her attention back to his brother, whose cock was now literally dripping with his pre-come. The opossum looked a bit nervous as the bear girl lowered her head to his cock. "You sure you won't bite me?" he asked. Honey rolled her eyes. "Duh! It's like sucking a lollipop," she said, and gave his cock a big, wet lick that made Luke gasp. "See?" Without waiting for Luke to reply, Honey started licking and slurping at his dick, running her tongue up and down the shaft as if it was a candy bar. Behind her, Jed was getting more and more enthusiastic about the bear pussy before his face, and was now probing the inner folds of her vagina with his long, dextrous tongue, making Honey squirm with pleasure. "Oooh yeaaaah! That's the spot, ooaaahhh!" Feeling more and more confident, Honey decided to do what she'd seen in Daddy's magazines. Opening her mouth wide, she pushed her head down onto Luke's dick, trying to fit it all into her muzzle. The reality proved to be harder than the pictures, however; feeling Luke's cockhead touch the back of her throat, she gagged immediately, and only barely avoided biting the opossum painfully. The sensations of having his cock entirely surrounded by Honey's mouth were too much to Luke; with a choked cry that made Jed pull away from Honey's crotch, he shot off his load into the bear's muzzle. The sudden spurt of salty spunk made Honey gag again, and she pulled away from him, eyes watering and opossum cum trickling from her mouth. "You coulda warned me!" she coughed, glaring at the opossum. Before Luke could reply, though, the shed door was thrown open with great force. "WHAT THE GODDAMN FUCKIN' HELL?!?" a deep, whiskey-burned voice bellowed. Daddy was home. *** The huge bear stepped into the shed, slamming the door shut behind him and putting the clay jug, no doubt filled with samples from his still, on the work bench. His face was dark with anger, a vein throbbing on his forehead, as he slowly clenched and unclenched his enormous fists. Honey didn't even think of trying to excuse or explain herself; they'd been caught in the act, and any attempt to deflect Daddy's anger would just make him more mad. When he spoke again, Moon's voice was dangerously mild. "Honey, what did I told ya 'bout these varmints?" he asked, taking a step towards the cowering threesome. She swallowed. "T-that I was goin' to stay away from Luke and Jed." "That's right, Honey," he said, taking another step towards them, glaring at the opossums that had been frozen in place by fear. "So, what're these good-fer-nuthin' little fuckers doin' here?" he growled. "T-they came to help me w-with my b-bike," Honey stammered. She'd seen her father angry before, but usually he roared and bellowed and smacked her a couple of times on the butt, before cooling down. This time, however, he seemed to be really, really angry. "Oh, really? Didn't look like that to me," Moon growled. "Looked more like they were bangin' you like a goddamn cheap whore!" Honey's face flushed dark and she stood up. "Did ya just call me whore, Daddy?" she asked, anger and incredulity struggling in her voice. Moon looked at his daughter, letting his eyes run from her toes up her naked body to her face, with the traces of Luke's spunk still on her chin. "I sure did, Honey," he said. "'Cause that's what you look just now, girl." Without thinking, Honey took two steps ahead and slapped her father on the face as hard as she could. She was a tough girl, but Moon was a mountain of a man; the big bear merely flinched, but his startled expression told that he hadn't expected that. "Fuck you, Daddy!" Honey yelled into his face, punctuating her comments by poking Moon on his chest with her finger. "Ya know what you look like, huh? Ya look like a no-good fuckin' drunk old hillbilly bastard, who's too lazy and stupid to do anythin' but swill his goddamn booze, while his goddamn daughter does all the fuckin' work 'round here! So don't you fuckin' dare call me names, you fat old fucker! Besides, I ain't no girl any more; I'm a woman, now!" When Honey finished, a terrible silence hung in the shed. Luke and Jed stared at her, full of awe; they knew she had a temper, but this time she was really flaring out, and they had no idea how Moon would respond. Honey, herself, seemed to realize what she had said, as her ears, flushed red only a moment ago, were turning pale. She wasn't backing down, though, but stared bravely at her father. Moon blinked a few times, obviously completely surprised by the turn of events. Then he threw his head back and started to laugh aloud. "Goddamn, Honey, you sure are my girl!" he roared, shaking with laughter. "Got my hair and temper, but yer Ma's tits!" He picked up the jug again and took a big swig of the hundred-proof moonshine, as if it was just water. "So you think yer a woman now, when yer been blowin' a fuckin' 'possum? Ha! You ain't seen a real man's cock yet, girl!" Before the astonished eyes of Honey, Luke and Jed, Daddy Moon started undoing the shoulder straps of his too-tight denim overalls. Even in his middle age, with a beer gut that told of plenty of white lightning and greasy cooking, Moon was a mountain of muscle, with thick arms and bulky legs. What really got the trio's attention, however, was his cock, hanging half-erect between his legs. "When yer been fucked by a real cock, then yer a woman," Daddy said, hefting his thick dick in one huge hand. "My Jessie, she couldn't get enough of this!" Honey shivered as he stared at Daddy's bear-meat; he was at least as big as the guys in the magazine pics, and she couldn't help having naughty thoughts about being reamed by such a massive cock going through her mind. Luke and Jed were staring as well, with expressions of mixed envy and awe. "Fuck..." she heard Luke whisper as the opossum slowly rubbed his returning erection. "Donny ain't got nothin' on him," Jed replied in an equally low voice, referring to a donkey boy in their class who was claimed to be the best-hung guy at the school. Daddy picked up the jug again and took a long swig, sighing heartily. "You two nancy-boys like what yer seein'?" he asked, offering the jug to the opossums; they sputtered and coughed as the strong liquor flowed down their throats. "Tell you what; you suck my dick, an' I ain't gonna beat you black 'n blue for messin' with my Honey, here. You fuck my girl, I fuck ya." "Daddy!" Honey yelled, feeling both indignant about being discussed so callously, and disturbingly eager to see Jed and Luke blowing her father; the sheer weirdness of the situation was making her horny again! "Shaddup, girl," Daddy said bluntly, not even looking at her. "She's got Jessie's mouth, too; never could make her shut up except by stickin' my dick in her mouth," he continued, giving his now fully hard cock a couple of jerks; Honey could well imagine her mother being silenced by the huge plug of meat! "Well, what you gonna do?" The opossums looked at each other, then at Honey and finally at Daddy Moon. They were hosed; in close space like the shed, there was no way they could slip around Moon, and even with Honey's help, they'd be totally trounced by the huge bear. "'You let us go, okay?" Luke asked, licking his lips nervously. Daddy nodded, and Luke exchanged one final glance with his brother. Then, drawing a deep breath, he grabbed hold of Moon's dick and, leaning closer, gave the bulging cockhead the first, nervous lick. "Yeah, that's the ticket," Daddy grunted, leaning back against the work bench as Luke clumsily started blowing him. "What're you waitin'? Get onto it," he said to Jed, who was hanging back, an expression of discomfort on his face. Honey watched the scene before her with disbelieving eyes. The sight of Luke sucking at her father's big knob, while Jed was tugging at the shaft with his hands, was something the bear girl had never even imagined; for some reason, she was finding it intensely arousing. Temporarily forgotten by the men, she started toying with her massive breasts... To his own surprise, Luke was getting into what he was doing; the opossum felt his dick throbbing, hard as a rock, as he slowly sucked and licked at the huge cock in his muzzle. He wasn't worried about what would happen when Daddy came; in fact, he was looking forwards to it! "Urrrh... You're a goddamn natural cocksucker, boy!" Daddy grunted, as Luke started circling his cockhead with his tongue. "I bet you'd... huff... love takin' it up yer ass, wouldn't you?" The opossum couldn't speak, with his mouth full of bear cock, but the way his ears turned bright red told everything. Honey was now masturbating quite openly, her fingers making a slurping sound in her pussy as she pushed them in and out, following Luke's rhythm. Jed was still using one hand on Daddy, but his attention was definitely fixed on Honey, as he used his other hand to jerk his own cock. The big bear grunted hard, and pushed his cock deeper into Luke's muzzle; the opossum's eyes widened, as he tasted the bitter, gamy bear spunk flowing into his mouth. "Nnnngh! Hnrgh! Suck it, ya little faggot!" Daddy groaned, milking his cock into the opossum's throat. As he pulled out, strings of semen hung between the glistening head of his semi-hard dick and Luke's mouth. "Honey!" the bear yelled, making her start. "Quit playin' with yerself 'n get me some Vaseline!" Face flush from both sex and shame, Honey hurried to fulfill the command. Daddy took the tube from her without a second glance and started spreading it on his cock. "You, stand on somethin' and bend over," he ordered Luke, who quickly obeyed, looking expectant as the bear moved up behind him. "Yer gonna feel this for a week," Daddy promised, touching the tip of his greasy cock against the opossum's asshole, grabbing his tail with one hand and his hips with another. Honey and Jed looked on, eyes wide, as Daddy slowly pushed the head of his cock into Luke's ass. The opossum's eyes were filling with tears, and the grimace on his face was pretty obviously one of pain; his dick was twitching and jumping, however, and oozing precum. "Aww... fuck! You're... ohh... too big!" Luke moaned as Daddy pushed deeper into his rear. "Nnnhh... please!" The bear just grinned, and thrust with hips, making the opossum groan loudly. "Shut up an' take it like a bitch," he grunted. "Yer lovin' it, aren't you?" Luke shuddered and nodded; the bear's cock was stretching him painfully, but it was the good kind of pain. Every slow thrust was poking some sensitive spot inside him, sending waves of pleasure through his loins. Honey and Jed were watching and masturbating mutely as Daddy buggered Luke before them; the opossum boy had his fingers between the bear girl's thighs, while she was kneading his shaft with the hand she wasn't using to massage her tits. Luke was now moaning almost continuously, and his cock seemed to have swollen; it was now jerking and bobbing in time with Daddy's thrusts. Luke was the first to come, again. The opossum let out a long groan, and his cock started spurting; to Honey, it looked like he was coming more than when she'd been blowing him! She and Jed were the next, coming almost simultaneously, spattering each other's hands with their fluids. With a loud growl, Daddy pulled out, his fat cock spattering the opossum's buttocks and stretched-out asshole with bear jizz. "Yahhh! Ain't had as good a piece of ass since they let that fuckin' cougar outta jail," he grunted, wiping his still-oozing cock on the fur of Luke's bottom and reaching for his jug of moonshine. "You boys better get goin'," Daddy said, taking a swig. "An' Honey... next time I catch ya fuckin' with yer friends, they better be girls, ya hear me?" * * *
Author's notes: All characters by Greg Panovich; used with his permission and amusement. This is the first story containing M/M sex that I've written, and I think it does show!