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A Mother's Love

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

Chapter One

9thAugust, 2019

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Penny squealed; a primal almost feral cry as the powerful contractions gripped her. An Elk nurse clutching the young Whitetails paw in hers offering soothing company and words of encouragement.

"Again! Come on, push - one more!" Spoke the voice of the canine between her legs, only his hips and tail visible as he worked beneath the sheet, Penny's slender legs raised and trapped in stirrups. "That's it, come on! Here... we"

There came a cry a loud piercing cry of fright; more a bleating that made Penny burst into tears as she sighed in relief, hearing the strong, resonating cry of her Fawn..

"A beautiful buck." Come the voice of the German shepherd doctor, as he handed the squealing fawn to the nearest nurse who turned away with it and prepared to clean it.

"No, give him to me, please?" Penny sobbed, as she held out her paws for her baby.

As the fawn was swaddled in clean towels the Doctor shrugged and the Nurse handed over the newborn to Penny, who gazed down longingly at her newborn - then to the shock and dismay of the doctor and nursing staff, her instincts kicked in and she began licking away the embryonic fluid that slicked down the newborns pale fur.

"Ms. Whitefurr!" Squealed the Elk nurse.

Ignoring them, and their sickened looks, Penny did what come naturally to her - this was something she didn't even consciously think of it, instincts were instincts, bred into her kind for thousands of years, and it helped to bond her to her fawn - and he to her, as only a mother and child can be...

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Twelve Years Later...

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Anthropomorphic in form - a Whitetail Doe in all appearances, yet Penny was however, an unfortunate genetic throwback. Her chest was flat, her breasts were unconventional. They were feral-like, consisting of the large udder and four, sensitive and soft leathery teats. This made buying clothing difficult for her, as everything that was designed to fit an anthropomorphic lady - didn't sit right on her body. Frustrated, Penny had to resort to purchasing custom made garments...

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On the beside desk, the digital clock clicked over silently to 5:59am.

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Penny lay in her king sized bed on her back her mouth slack and tongue lolling from the corner. Her breathing come in slow, relaxed breaths. Resting on thick but soft pillowed that cradled her head, Penny was oblivious to the world around her, completely and utterly in a deep, restful sleep.

Her young son, smaller than usual for an Anthromorph of his age, slept cross-ways on the bed, his head resting on her belly, just above her velvety like udder. He retained his fawn spots, even though he should have lost them when he was about five - but Penny didn't mind, she thought it was cute and adorable.

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BEEP...BEEP....BEEP...BEEP...BEEEP

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Penn's paws slid from under the warm coverlet, as her hooflets skittered over the bedside table and crabbed their way over the clock.

"Mmmph - " Penny's groggy voice come from deep in her chest and slapping at the clock with her blunt hooflets, seeking the snooze button. "Just five minutes more..."

Beep, Beep, Beep...

Penny squirmed and sleepily scratched at her muzzle, before her eyes slid closed and she lapsed straight back into a deep slumber.

Beep, beep, beep...

Penny moaned and her wandering paw slapped at the clock again - this time it skittered away from her and fell to the floor where it kept its incessant noise.

"Alright, alright - " Penny grumbled, then she blinked, feeling her son beside her wriggle closer, his paw sliding over her belly as he cuddled into her in his sleep.

Penny smiled to herself before she gasped and felt something firm and slightly sticky pressing against her left thigh.

"Oh my..." Penny giggled sleepily as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. then smiled one paw sliding beneath the covers and the hooflets walking down her son's belly before trailing ever so gently over the sleeping young stag's penis. Tenderly, she slid her hooflets along it, trailing over the sensitive penile head the long smooth shaft - longer than she had ever thought then the furred sheath. At her gentle touch, the penis flicked and she smiled, before sensuously wrapping her fingers around it and giving it a light, loving caress.

A weak moan come from James throat as he squirmed and trembled yet slept on. With a chuckle, Penny used her free paw to slide the coverlets back then the sheet as she glanced sideways at her sleeping son. Her hooflets clicked against each other, as she slid her paw up his length, fingers encircling the penile head and using the webbing between thumb and forefinger to tease him.

"No...stop..." Come the sleepy response as Jame's swatted weakly at Penny who ignored it and smiled to herself.

"My dear fawn has grown up!" Penny whispered, as she twisted herself off the bed, keeping a gentle grip on her son's length and giving him a slow, gentle masturbation whilst she sipped some water from her bedside glass, then smiled in pleasure.

James murmured in his sleep oblivious to what his beloved mother was doing until she crept up onto the bed kneeling over his lower legs and she leaned down, giving the tip of his sensitive penis a gentle kiss. Tenderly, she began lowering her head. As she lifted his firming length up, she began using her lips to slide down it, taking the young Stag's member into her muzzle - her supple tongue curling around it as she started to suckle him gently.

"Uh..." Come the weak moan, as James squirmed and remained sleeping.

How interesting... Penny thought.

As she placed both paws on her son's thighs and closed her eyes, lifting her head up and carefully lowering it back down, her cheeks hollowing as she slurped back up again.

"Urg...no.." James murmured, then flinched slightly in his sleep.

Penny giggled deep in her throat, as she continued orally pleasuring her young son.

"Urgh...wha...mmmm..." Come James weak murmur, as his eyes opened the tiniest crack, then the sensation of his mothers muzzle and tongue made his eyes snap open, revealing the dark, chocolate colour and his breath caught in his throat, as his hooflets splayed out on the bed and he began shivering.

Penny rolled her eyes up then she smiled keeping her nose pressed against his velvety belly fur as she continued to pleasure him never once slowing her pace or alternating it. Her muzzle and tongue worked their magic on him, as James began to pant and squirm, a few pre-ejaculatory spurts shooting into Penny's muzzle, which she eagerly swallowed.

"Nnn..." James suddenly gasped and bucked his hips.

"Mmph!" Penny gurgled, pressing her nose deep into his belly.

James twitched and bucked again, this time his orgasm hit him hard and mercilessly as he ejaculated into Penny's muzzle. She blinked and swallowed the hot sticky fluids, flagging her tail eagerly as she felt him trembling helplessly beneath her.

At last, he slumped back onto the bed, panting and shaking, as he looked down at her, before his head fell back onto the bed,

"Well..." Penny murmured, taking his wilting erection in one paw and licking him clean. "Good morning to you my beloved fawn..."

'I...what..." James gurgled, unable to get rational thought.

"You're not a fawn anymore, my dear, sweet Buck - " Penny smiled, as she caressed his belly and kissed his way up, until she was lying on him and she cuddled him close.

"That..." He murmured, then as she rolled over, he shuddered and squirmed.

"Was most pleasurable my love..." Penny whispered and kissed him on the forehead.

"You...we - " James whispered, before he swallowed and looked down into Penny's half lidded eyes. "I've never - "

"I know - " Come Penny's quiet chuckle, before she kissed his nose, then his forehead, before she started grooming one of his ears, just as she did when he was only a week old fawn. "There is much I will show you my love, that was only a taste - a sweet, delicious taste - of what I can offer you. In time, I will teach you how to please a doe, but for now - I will concentrate on teaching you, as my father, once taught me..."

James listened attentively, before he pulled his head away from Penny's grooming, then shook it, his ears slapping from side to side.

"I'm not a fawn anymore, I can groom myself!" James laughed shyly, embarrassed and ashamed.

"I know, but would you deny your mother such simple pleasures as this? Now, go get ready for school my beloved, I need to get ready to go to work." Penny grumbled, as she began to move her son aside, before he seized her wrists in his smaller hands, his breath hot against her neck, as he looked down at her, intent and purpose in his eyes.

"Not yet - " He whispered, as he nuzzled her throat, here, there, that other place...

Penny gasped, her eyes widening, as she felt her wedge-like tail frizzled out, as Jame's seemed instinctively drawn to the places that got Penny's libido into overdrive. James was inexperienced, unsure and still quite naive - as he timidly pressed him hips against his mother, until she smiled and carefully slid her paw down below, guiding the eager young buck.

"Be gentle love," Penny admonished him as she carefully rubbed his penile head against her labial folds - letting him feel the warmth of her sex...then he squealed like a rutting stag, driving his six inch length to the hilt inside her, as Penny gasped and wrapped her legs over his buttocks, pulling him down and holding him there - before James squealed like a rutting stag and once again, his orgasm spurted with intent and purpose - unable to resist the strong vaginal contractions or the incredible warmth of his mothers nether regions.

"I'm so - " James sobbed, ashamed and embarrassed.

"It was your fist time love," Penny whispered, as she used her palms to wipe away his tears. "All buck's do that - some never grow out of it, most do - you are young, you will learn to take pleasure in the act of love making, I don't doubt it..."

Smelling his own sweat that of his mother and the subtle musky overtones he remained firmly sheathed inside his mothers vaginal passage. Her strong muscular legs locked in a X over his own, as she smiled up at him her eyes half closed as she felt the pleasure of having a stag inside her again.

"You're young my love...but that isn't to say you don't have what it takes, you just need some more practice...now, we need to go shower, and have our breakfast..."

He looked into her eyes, then shivered and nodded. "Yes mother..."

To Be Continued...