Meeting With Krystal
Meeting Krystal is one thing, but knocking her up? Even better!
When I got off the plane and took in the fresh, salty air of the island, I knew I was in the right place. I had spent the last couple years touring the world, taking in the sites, and banging the hottest models and stars. From big-breasted tyrannosaurs to Zig-Zag herself. Today, however, was special. I was here for one vixen, and one vixen alone: Krystal. Yes, THE Krystal. The blue vixen who's butt has been all over the internet for the past decade. I met up with her online a year ago, after she sent me an email stating she appreciated all of my donations. When I got in the limo she had sent to pick me up, I was taken away by just how beautiful the island was. The skies were a perfect blue, the trees in perfect health. The driver mentioned a minibar, with some of the finest alchohol imaginable, and a box of condoms. "What are these for?" I asked him, the roadrunner looking back. "For your visit with Ms. Krystal, Sir." I was a little saddened. I had been hoping to creampie the vixen, as I had done on my other trips abroad. In fact, at one time or another, many of the most famous actresses, pornographic and not, have bared my bastard child. When we arrived, I placed the deep blue box in my pocket, giving a quick little salute before the limo driver pulled off. When he disappeared from view, I promply chucked the box. As I stepped upto the gate, it was clear to me that Krystal was living the high life: Bugatti Veyron, in light blue, of course. Solid gold front gates, and a gigantic mansion, all to herself. As I watched the gates opened, what flooded my mind were thoughts of spreading my seed into the world's most famous vulpine, knocking her up in one feil swoop. When I stepped up to the front door, I knocked not once, not twice, but three solid times. Slowly, the door opened, revealing my prize. "You wouldn't happen to be Krystal, would you?" I asked, grinning. The blue vixen blushed a bit, looking me over. "You're a lot... Bigger... than your pics showed." I stepped inside, calmly taking off my leather jacket. "So, how long will I be here for?" I asked, looking around. "Oh, not terribly long, a day or two at most." A day or two. I grinned eviliy, not that Krystal could see it. That was perfect! I could breed her tonight, and make sure it stuck over the next couple of days.
--------------------------------------------SIX HOURS LATER--------------------------------
I kissed Krystal deeply, roughly and tightly fondling her round, blue ass. Her big and soft breasts were so perky I had no choice but to suckle for a bit as she unzipped my jeans and pulled out my, albeit soft, two foot length. "M-my God!" She gasped, sizing up my meat. "Big, ain't it?" I asked, watching her lick her lips as she went down. She opened her maw wide, trying her best to get all of my thick, meaty shaft in her mouth. I put a hand on the back of her head and thrust lightly, the vixen unable to get all of my shaft. She pulled off once I was rock hard and throbbing. She wiped her mouth of saliva and precum as she got on the bed, legs spread apart. From what I could gather earlier, she was definitely in heat, and her bright red vulva sealed it. I get on the bed as well, pressing her legs against her body as I began to wreck her pussy. "W-wait! What about the condoms?" She asked, concerned. I completely ignored her, and only went harder and faster, watching her concern melt away into pure pleasure. I grinned deviously as my orgasm rapidly approached. When the moment finally came to, I didn't pull out and coat her tits, instead opting to shove my entirel length into her pussy, cumming hard as some exploded out of her pussy. My seed took quick work getting to her egg and matching. I had done it! I had knocked up Krystal. The next three days were spent making sure nothing happened to the bastard that would be growing in her over the next nine months. See ya' then, Kry!
I wonder who's next...