Daddy itch
When you that itch, you just have to scratch it but make sure you're not caught.
A spur of the moment story! Hope you guys enjoyed this!
Daddy itch
Get that daddy ass ready before I arrive.
Those words made my ass twitch because that was what I ordered. The wonders of technology! I couldn't stop smiling and my body heated up for a bit from the sudden anticipation. It has been weeks I've seen any action and my ass had that irritating itch that I just couldn't get rid of. Toys don't make it any better but instead, made worse. My body shivered, moaned when my own meaty paws fondled and rubbed my ass, spread them open and played around at the rim.
A little bit about myself before I get ready for my expecting guest. Plain and simple: just your average muscled rhino daddy. Okay, probably not just your average kind because I'm built like a fucking tank. I know that about myself and I made sure to portray that image loud and proud. Every time I'm walking down the streets, eyes would latch on me and I made sure to strut my stuff. Hell, once I've even stopped in my tracks and flexed my huge biceps for them. Guys and gals would faun over and I got used to it.
My arms were the size of an entire tree and my height played a huge role in it as well; way above the average size of a normal rhino. Then there's my broad chest, something that I loved to show myself off to. I've played with these babies for far too long and they were always my sensitive parts, especially when my partner tends to grope and fondle in between them.
Oh right, I'm taken by the way but fucking hell. That dumb fuck of a horse decided to take up a job that had him travelling overseas for several months, the reason being a promotion was at paw. Fuck that promotion, your husband has needs too! Thankfully, we communicated about this and he was willing to let someone else have a hold of my ass. Cock the size of a baseball bat, a pair of balls that represented the size of two huge lemons, he was my go-to fuck stick.
In to the shower, I rinsed myself off and made a thorough cleanse of my ass. You wouldn't expect that a huge and powerful rhino like me was a bottom but yes, I am. I'm a slut for huge cocks and my ass welcomes any kind as long as it plunges deep into me. I loved the feeling of being filled to the brim and better yet, over pouring of cum, it makes me moan like a bitch and I loved it. A few fingers popped right in and my cock instantly shot up. If you think my body is huge, you've gotta try my meat pole but then again, I rarely fuck as much compared to bottoming.
Ding dong!
Well, what do you know, my guest has arrived early. Wouldn't be surprised because once he got a good look at my picture and a simple video call, he boned right up and showed me that massive dong. Of course, when it comes to a good top, my preferred man was one that sported at least a dick that was about the size of my husband.
I stepped out of the shower and tried to wipe as much as I could while walking towards the door. He rang again.
"I'm coming, hold up." I roared and didn't even bother to cover myself up with the towel.
The door opened with my towel hanging around my shoulder, my body bared for my guest to see and when he got a good look at me, his eyes visibly bulged open and then he smiled. No, not the normal kind of friendly smile but the smile where you've got a good catch on paw.
"Daddy rhino? Age 50? Ready to bottom for a huge cock?"
Were his questions rhetorical or just lingo greeting? I don't know. I'm too old for these youngster's trend but what I do know is the amount of hungry young men who were into older guys like me. Though my bulk and musculature definitely played a huge part in his decision making but hey, anything works for me.
"Hung otter?"
"That's me alright." He grinned cheekily and waltzed right in like he owned the place.
I closed the door and wiped the remains of myself. "You don't look like a hung otter."
He turned and rolled his eyes at me. "Ever heard of hung twink? Sure I'm not as big and massive like you but I'm built to fuck asses, especially when it comes to daddy rhinos like you. I must say, you lived up to my expectations. Damn, look at you. I love that rugged look."
"Well, they don't call me daddy rhino for nothing." I rolled my arms up to flex my biceps, fondled against my pectorals. "Think you can handle me?"
The twinkish otter walked towards me and pushed my back towards the wall. His finger popped right into my mouth and ordered me to suck it. I did as instructed and when he deemed wet enough, trailed that saliva coated finger between my chest. Perhaps I was wrong because that sudden domination had me breathing heavily.
"Question is, can you handle me?" He continued to drag his finger across my huge slab of abs and continued to fondle about.
My body turned into overdrive and registered every simple touch that he ministered. Yes, this was the feeling that I missed! Stupid horse! Fucking stupid horse! A short moan later, I closed my eyes and allowed my body to wallow in the pleasure that this man was doing. Both paws around my chest, cupped against them and licked on my raw body. His body moved in closer and that's when I felt the growing bulge of his cock.
No underwear, just the way I liked it.
"You smell great, daddy rhino."
"Just got out of the shower... got myself prepped up for you... for your... huge... cock..." My words trailed from that simple sentence. Paws around his waist, I pulled that pants off and in an instant, his cock slapped in between my balls. Oh yes! He's huge! Hung otter is hung!
"I love it when a man gets himself prepared because it makes this all... much more enjoyable." took my huge paw and wrapped around his cock.
This little shit knows how to push my buttons and I wasn't complaining. Now, I openly moaned for him. His cock started to grow and harden up as I gave in a few slow strokes. My eyes opened up and watched as it grew to full mast, pulled upwards and slapped against my abs. He had the gall to rub between them, my precious body that I spent years to carve out.and when he pulled my head down to give him a kiss, I was overtaken by lust. When a man knows what he wants, he gets what he wants.
"Now show me the bedroom and get on all fours. I want to feel and play with this muscle ass," he whispered softly and that sent shivers down my spine.
I walked him over to the bedroom that I've prepared, everything was in order until I found a missing lube. "Shoot, I'm sorry. I think I left it in the shower."
"Then go get it. If not, how am I going to scratch that itch inside of you," he laid on the bed and spread his legs open, giving me the full and unhindered view of that monster shaft.
I bolted out of the room, fetched the lube from the shower and once I was back in, my jaw nearly dropped to the ground.
"Oh look, daddy rhino is a kinky daddy fucker." The otter pulled a few yards of strong rope out of the drawer. Those weren't supposed to be displayed out like that because it belonged to my husband but when he held it up high, my eyes twinkled and so did my puckered tail hole.
Damn it, I blame it all on that fucking horse. It's been months that he tied me up like that and fucked my body senseless. If you think a sub rhino of my stature was unusual, wait till you hear the way I beg and moan to be manhandled properly. There's nothing better than getting a good fuck out of a hard and rough cock.
"Okay. Put those back, we're not using - "
He got out of bed and lashed the rope onto me. "Let's put it this way," the rope wrapped around my wrist and he tugged, hard. "You want this big cock? Then, you gotta let me have my way with you. I'm sure a huge hunk like you can handle anything that I dish out...?" His words slurred to a pause, fingers deftly ran down my pectorals and cupped my balls soon after.
Entranced by his confidence and allure, I accepted his terms and got to bed. "How do you want me?"
"Easy. Lay down on your back and let me do the rest." He started to tie my arms up and somehow, he noticed the unique structure of our bedframe. A hook was carved out to perfectly knot the rope around and when he pulled and tugged at it, my wrist was put in a dead knot. The otter rolled across my body and brushed his paws lightly over my cock, which made me whimper in need.
Arms pulled upwards, stretched to its maximum capacity and once he deemed the knot ready, I was fully exposed for the man. Stood right in the middle of the room, arms akimbo and licked his juicy lips. "More than ready to take in my cock."
I whined and started to beg a little, wanted more than ever for him to scratch that itch. Yes, I'm a slutty daddy rhino. I craved for cock. I don't care. As long as I get my rocks off, I do whatever I want. Besides, he seemed to thoroughly enjoyed it. Heck, I didn't even know his name beside an anonymous "Hung Otter". Then again, names didn't matter, only his cock.
Cap from the lube bottle popped off, he lathered a generous amount into my hole and massaged around my ass. Legs hiked up, knees placed onto my chest, I exposed my hole for the hung male, ready to get a good pounding, the fuck that I missed more than ever. Knowing my eagerness and need, not to mention the rising lust, that fucking otter took his time to get himself ready. In fact, when our eyes met, he stroked his cock slowly, the lube wrapped all over and he did so with a purpose.
Now I just roared at him, my arms suddenly pulled downwards to get a hold of the otter but was stopped midway, held back by the ropes that were tied to my wrist. Fuck, I forgot about those for a split second. Back to him, he just grinned and teased my hole. The cock head rubbed and tried to enter inside but no, he pulled out.
I whined even louder, begged in fact, begged for him to plunge that delicious cock into me but he wouldn't do it. I was powerless but that was the whole idea, to turn my body into a submissive muscled rhino, to be used by this single man.
"Hope you're comfortable cause this might be a bumpy ride." The otter moved closer as both paws rubbed against my chest. I flexed them out for him but he had something else in mind. The tip of his meat shaft slowly slipped into my hole and from that very moment, my anal walls clenched down on him.
The tightness was surreal and that proved more than ever that it hasn't gotten any action for quite some time. Even the dominant otter himself snarled and took in the effort to plunge in a second time. I stretched out, trying to accommodate his entire meat but judging from the looks of his body, he's probably only halfway through. By that point, my ass had gotten tighter by the second. My body took the effort to relax and allowed for the invading cock to enter and when it did, he literally rammed right through.
I bellowed and balled my fist up, biceps tightened and threatened to rip through the bindings off but that wasn't possible. My husband bought these things to last and they were specifically made for me. Head thrown back, my eyelid fluttered like butterfly wings, body allowed to be fully immersed into the feeling of pleasure. Tongue rolled out with eyes open, gazed towards the otter with the acknowledgement of green light.
"I hope you know what you're getting into," he grinned and gave a single slam. "Tighter than before. Mm... I like that in a man."
"Less talk, more fuck," I said while panting away.
"You don't have the power to instruct me," he gave a few hard thrusts. "Daddy rhino has that itch in him, daddy rhino gets what he wants."
"Ahh! Fuck!" I cried out, didn't care if I sounded like a man or a woman. Pleasure is all I've felt and the otter didn't disappoint.
Hips pounded into me as he fucked with gusto. There wasn't any rhythm to it, just plain fucking. Our flesh slapping echoed in the bedroom and I loved the sound of it. I give credit where its due and this man was just what the doctor ordered. He loved it and the more he fucked, the more he talked dirty to me. My body is now completely relaxed, limp in fact but I was still strong.
His paws pressed around my pectorals, watching them bounce up and down as he kept thrusting forward. Whenever his hips pushed into me, I would moan again and again. There's just no mercy, just complete pounding and I loved every second of it.
"Fuck, you sure do know how to take in a cock," he uttered and stopped momentarily. "You're just so good. Give me a minute or I'll cum too soon."
I looked at him in horror. "Don't you fucking dare leave me like this! Just fuck me, goddammit."
"What is that?" He slammed into me, my cock bounced and spurted large dollops of precum all over my abs. "Fuck you? Of course, I'm fucking you. You needed to scratch that fucking itch!"
"Ngh! So fucking... huge!" By now, all I had were random words of sensory pleasure. Was I on drugs or some sort cause my brain turned hazy and my vision blurred right out as if a plain white sheet had covered my eyes.
The slapping of flesh against flesh brought me back to reality. His grabby paws were placed on my chest and when he fucked, my thick pectorals bounced and jiggled like jello. Despite having them hard and taunt for a show, they were still flesh. Not that I minded being honest because with muscles like this and the way they moved, they were pretty sexy and the otter agreed.
Besides, he was right. I had that itch, that irritating tingling that was present deep in my ass. No matter what toy size that I've shoved in me, nothing beats a real cock. My prostate was ravaged with abandonment, giving pleasures that I've longed for so long. Tongue rolled out and eyes dilated over, drooled onto the bed and continued to listen to the male's dirty talk.
He ran his mouth like a cursing sailor, shoving profanities and humiliation my way, claimed that my body was meant to be used by bigger cocks like his. I cannot deny that that was the truth because I knew what I liked and right now, I was happy for that thing being driven into me. Finally, I looked down, looked at him in the eye and he growled maliciously, a never-ending drive to pound my ass senseless.
My anal walls clenched around that thick invader, milked the entire girth with my ass muscles and he paused. This time, I had the upper hand. When you've gotten around with bottoming as much as me, this daddy knows his way around a cock.
"I'm not going to last if you keep this up," he shuddered, clawed slightly against my hard flesh. "Give me... a second..."
"Hung otter? More like a minute otter."
He looked at me with fiery eyes and knew very well that I've hit a nerve. A single thrust had me crying out deeply, fingers dug into the sheets and blatantly tried to claw into the bed. "Yes!"
"I'll show you!" He plundered the depth of my ass, slapped loudly as he continued fucking. "Sluts like you don't have the authority to tell me what to do. You serve your master and that's me!"
Doesn't matter. I can take in anything that he dishes out but one thing for certain, he wasn't my master. However, that was a huge spur for him to fuck like an enraged otter. I sensed his determination and his body literally pumped itself with testosterone. Well, he wasn't the only one because I, too, was at my limit. I have to admit, he was pretty good, on par with my husband and yet, far from it.
I struggled to maintain composure, my ass tightened every once in a while, my cock bounced and smacked against my now creamy body. If this goes on, I might just orgasm before him. Personally, I liked it better when my top came first but what the heck, that didn't matter. Sex is sex and by gods he's good.
The more he talked dirty to me, the more I gave in.
"You're going to cum, I know it!" He snarled and snapped at me.
"No! Ahh!! Hah... you're..." I threw my head back. No, I was losing it. "I'm... not... "
_Slap slap slap! _
My cock followed the rhythm of his pounding and the intensity increased with each passing second, each powerful thrust and honestly, at this very moment, I could care less who came. As long as he planted those otter seeds in me, I might be satisfied. Would I?
I gasped. My eyes bulged wide open and pleasure raked through my body. Fuck! This man is going to make me cum right then and there! His paw was wrapped around my manhood and there was no mercy. Giving high and mighty strokes, powerful enough to reach its peak and I did, all hell broke loose.
My body arched upwards and sprayed several volleys of cum onto my chest, immediately coated my grey hide with white semen. The following ropes had landed around my lips and I licked them up, tasted the sweet and sensual taste of my own produce. My cock continued to slap and bounce in tandem to his thrust, even more, spunk was sprayed across the bed. If that wasn't enough, my ass clenched tight, massaged the cock that was inside me and the otter stared daggers.
"Stop doing that!"
"I can't fucking stop it! I'm cumming and you're fucking my brains out. Yes! Fuck me you hard strong stud!"
"That's too tight! Grr! Nghhh!! Fuck!!"
"Cum in me! Now! Give me everything!" I commanded. No, I demanded it. Yes, I was a fucking slut but who cares! I got my fix and his orgasm was the final piece of pleasure.
The otter roared and rammed into me several times before staying put, his hips and cock drove into my wide open ass and I received his warm cum like a willing bitch. I shuddered and smiled, elated that I was seeded from down below, happy that my muscled body was used for his pleasure and I regretted nothing about tonight's encounter.
He moved not an inch, just loud raspy noises that indicated his release. Sweat trickled down his body and so did mine. Our bodies were drenched in not only sweat but sex at the same time. Who knew that I'd get a good fuck out from the internet? I couldn't ask for more. Then again, I'd definitely asked that my husband get the fuck home soon because I can't wait to get stuffed again.
The door clicked open downstairs. My ears perked up. "Hunny?"
Oh, fuck! Speak of the devil and he arrives!
The otter didn't realize that we had company because he was still cumming, filled up my rear end with his creamy spunk and I loved it.
"Where are you?"
"I-In the bedroom!" I shouted.
"Okay. Give me a sec, I'll be up there." He replied.
Fuck, he's going to come up! "Hey!" I said hoarsely. "Are you done?"
"Ohh... baby... I'm more than done with you..." His mind was already on cloud nine but this bugger needs to get back down to earth.
I tried to wiggle his cock out of my ass but that just made it worse. He grinned at me and started to fuck my well filled ass once more. "You don't have to tell me twice, bitch. I'll fuck you again. Dirty daddy likes that." There was that huge smile, a menacing one at that.
"Will you listen to me! My husband is back!" I hissed. "Let me go!"
"I don't care who gets back. If they want to watch, let them. I love myself a good audience," he licked his jowls like a hungry animal and that cock of his twitched and bounced inside me.
"Even with an audience of one?" A voice said from the side and I rolled my eyes. Great, my horse husband is back from his trip.
Finally, the otter looked up and when he saw the horse, his ears flopped backwards, his cock immediately went soft. "H-H-Husband?"
"Yes, I'm his husband, the man that you're ravaging." Arms crossed against his massive pectorals, biceps bulged away as he stared into the otter, muscles so powerful and large that he could just snap the otter in half if he wanted to.
He pulled out immediately, fell backwards, his eyes wide and afraid of that intimidating horse. My husband was a working horse and he had a beautiful streak of black that covered his entire body, except his blue-ish eyes. Like me, he was built like a brick wall but compared to him, I was much bulkier and stronger. You'd think that that would get on his nerves but no, he loved the size difference between us.
As he stood there, shirtless and pantless, only a pair of briefs to cover up any modesty, he combed his hair back and shook his head. "Is that how you fuck? Typical amateur."
The otter slowly got up and rubbed his arm. Clearly he was afraid of him. "I-I-I need to go now."
"I don't know, do you?" My husband said gruffly, not moving an inch from where he stood.
"Yes! Y-Yes I do." He stammered. Albeit, cute but he was right. Perhaps he should leave.
The draft horse showed him the way out. Not before he scrambled to collect his belongings. When the door slammed shut, I rolled my eyes. Still bounded to the bed, I tried to wiggle my way out but these cuffs were built to control my strength. So, it wasn't easy to break free. Meanwhile, my ass is filled with otter cum and it's dripping all over the bed.
"Just couldn't wait, huh?" My husband entered the room and stood next to me, his loving eyes stared but not the jealous kind.
"It's been several months. You'd expect me to lay here and not get fucked?" I said. "Besides, you agreed to it."
"Hun, I did agree to it but I didn't expect to find him here fucking you while I got back," he stroked my head and unlatched the cuffs, freeing my right arm. "Maybe I was slightly envious about seeing my rhino getting dicked like that."
"Come off it," I rolled my wrist, slightly numb from the cuffs themselves. "You know I love you and you know very well that I'll come running back to you, no matter what."
The other side unlocked and I was a free man but then, I wasn't allowed to move because the horse suddenly climbed right on top of me, grinned from ear to ear. Oh, I love this horse so much. Whenever he's above me like that, more than anything, he wanted my rear end till he's satisfied. For years that we've been married, I read him like a book.
My meaty paws ran across his tight abs, caressed the dark fur of his torso and he nickered loudly. The briefs throbbed and bulged outwards like an angry animal, wanting nothing more than the need to be released out of its prison and when it did, it smacked right onto my face. That heavy horse cock smelt divine and I gobbled it all up. Unlike the otter, this was the right man for me. There was a reason why I chose Matt Cervor as my beloved man to be and this was one of them. His scent drove me wild and I drooled uncontrollably. I took in more than half of that length and it continued to grow. Horses like him gave everyone a run for their money and I loved it.
If he wanted to, I could have choked to death. His ass on my massive body, I made sure that he was comfortable enough to coat me with his cum. Not only did his scent intoxicated me but I yearned for his cum to mark me as his bitch. My eyes lulled into a sense of lust and Matt took the liberty of fucking my throat instead.
His hips moved forward and thrust deep into my gullet. With years of practice, I managed to take him down to the base, my nose pressed into his fur and I swallowed. My gag reflexes were lost throughout our bedroom sessions and I didn't complain. He pushed in and out, imitated the rough fucking that he'd usually ministered into my ass but this time, with my mouth. My warm cavern tried to suck as much as possible, to give him the pleasure that he had lost through many months of abstinence.
"Hugo... aww... shit... I missed your muzzle." He cried out my name and pride filled my body. I was doing the right thing and kept at it, sucked and gobbled wave after wave of pre. "I'm sorry but I can't last for too long. Months on end without you, it's been crazy wild!"
He took hold of my head and started to throat fuck me up. Eyes wide like dinner plates, my mind couldn't think of anything else but the horse. Drool and pre seeped at the corner of my muzzle, clearly, I couldn't do anything else any more but to lay there like a ragged doll. Loud smacking echoed in the room and when he started to neigh loudly, I recognized the familiar voice of his impending orgasm.
His eyes fixated on mine, we stared lovingly into each other and I moaned just as loud. Fingers gripped around my head tighter and without warning, he slammed all the way down to the base and flowed a large wave of cum down my throat. I swallowed with each passing surge of creamy goodness and knowing my husband, he came like a firehose. Each time I devoured his sweet and warm cum, I was filled with another round, and then another, and then another. He threw his head back and roared suddenly, finally getting the feeling of orgasm that he had suddenly forgotten.
The passion doesn't stop there because he pulled out suddenly and a large streak of cum painted right across my face and some of it on my broad chest. Giving himself several swift and hard strokes, he milked a few more globs of cum and made sure that it was planted straight onto my body. My mouth wide open, I licked my lips and gasped for air, the only taste that's on my palette was horse jizz.
Matt pinned my shoulder down, his face barely an inch over mine and kissed my cummy lips. For that split second, I was lost in his sudden embrace. His tongue darted to my mouth and we wrestled briefly, kissed with utmost love that I didn't want this to end. Head turned sideways, I wanted to wrap my arms around him but I just couldn't, not when my body is nailed to the bed like this.
The kiss lasted for at least a full minute and when both of us came out for air, he smiled. Once again, he said not a word because his body language painted a thousand. Well, for me, I was painted in an extremely white face of spunk. When he licked his lips and trailed a single finger across my pectorals, I gasped and arched my body up. As he trailed down onto my beautiful abs, he landed soft kisses right upon each of them.
"I missed you..." he whispered.
I was late to the party because before I pulled out a full sentence, he gobbled down my cock. Instead of an exchange of loving vows, I gasped and writhe away. My body literally trashed uncontrollably onto the bed, his warm horse muzzle turned me on so much!
"Matt! Matt!!" My fingers dug into the bed, hard enough to puncture through it and no matter how much I preserved through it all, my body just couldn't handle such intense pleasure. This rhino needed release and after getting hammered by the previous man, I barely had any of my own.
My cock immediately popped right off and blasted into the horse's muzzle, which he gladly accepted and swallowed as he deepthroated. He was just as talented as I was in the cock sucking department but one thing that he loved to do was leave me hanging. Even after shooting off gallons of cum, I continued to unload all over myself because his lips pulled right off.
I roared from the sudden dismissal of his mouth but what followed next had me crying out for mercy. He hiked my trembling legs up, guided his now wet and cummy cock towards my puckered hole and the head just slipped right in. My voice increased an entire decibel and slammed the bed.
"Stupid horse! Fuck!! Please!"
"Shhh... I'm here." Matt entered several more inches and thanks to another man's cum, I was simply well lubed up. He crawled onto me, his cock never leaving my ass and our eyes met once more but this time, I was a constant row of pleasure. Even at this very state, my cock continued to leak cum and my balls tightened with the pressure of my anal walls.
Arms coiled around his neck, I whimpered lovingly for him to hear. I couldn't ask for more, this was the moment that I treasured the most and had forgotten since his departure. When his hips started moving, I remembered the world of pleasure that he brought me. Every time I bottomed out for him, I wallowed and enjoyed the pleasure that course through me. He found my prostate immediately and I saw stars.
Muffled cries around his neck, I tightened my grip, pulled him downwards. He started fucking, picked up the pace and his fat cock had fully embedded itself inside of me. The size of it could have made anyone run off but not for me. I was made to take him, moulded to enjoy the buggering that the horse had to offer and I loved it. All this time, my cock barely softened up. Instead, rigid and pulsed with each hard pump.
Compared to the otter, he was truly just an amateur. When it came to my horse husband, he was just the man that could really fulfil my need for sexual pleasure. Any top could learn a lot from him; the way he moves his hips down to the point of using your cock. There was a different rhythm to his movements. Sometimes, he'd jackhammer till your body convulsed with each powerful slam and at other times, he'd slowly make sure you felt every thick veiny inch of his shaft.
As for me, I laid there and tried not to pass out. Hot breath washed over my neck as he voiced his concern and I was happy for it. Matt wasn't the kind of guy that would pound you senseless and leave you to tend to your own needs. No, far from that. He may have an intimidating and scary look but he was an amazing lover, and I was that testament.
Now, my legs hiked upwards and coiled around his body, giving him full access to my hole, ready to be plundered. The horse acknowledged this and began to gain momentum, his thrust had a certain power to it and I loved every inch and moment of this. When I took in a mouthful of air and inhaled deeply, my senses were assaulted with just his rich scent of horse and man sex. At first, I tasted otter but now, I had fully immersed myself towards the horse, my muscled body to be used and ruined for his own pleasure.
By now, my mid-torso was covered with pre. His body gyrated against mine and my cock was caught in between. Even if I told him to stop, he wouldn't listen. He went in deep, stayed inside of me for a moment and started again with our lovemaking. More so than not, I was always the one that lost it in the end and he constantly hissed at how weak I was. Whenever we fuck, I just couldn't handle him. Even with years of practice, he just got me hot and bothered. However, whenever it was with someone else, I made sure they came first before I did.
"Are you cumming again?" He whispered softly.
I whined sharply with a simple yes.
He smiled, "Cum for me, I want to feel your hot cum trap in between us."
I moaned, fingers clawed against his back. "I really can't last long."
"You don't need to," once more, he made that husky voice that always turned my knobs. I hissed and opened up to him, my entire hulking mass of body was nothing more but a piece of meat towards a handsome horse. His body had forced my cock to unleash torrents full of creamy goodness, large wads of rhino cum trapped in between us and I felt his abs tightened up.
At that very point, my ass muscles clenched around his shaft and he shuddered. "Babe, I feel you and I can't hold on either. I'll push that otter cum out, overpower that weak piece of shit. That man isn't worthy of your sweet palette. You're mine."
I just can't with him. When he opened his mouth, his words just slurred right out like a pure wave of confidence, one that exudes him the most and I wanted more of that. Surprisingly, after all that, he uttered barely any more words but replaced with loud moans of sexual contentment. His body raked with intensity that he held me tight. I reciprocated, didn't care if I was cumming or not. For all I know, I was ready to receive him.
Matt kissed my lips and both of us breathed deeply into each other. His final thrust was just to fulfil his promise and the damn broke. Having his second orgasm for the day, I gladly accepted his offer. Warm horse jizz flooded my walls, quickly filled to the brim and like a plug, he made sure not a drop was waste from it all. His cock pulsed and throbbed inside, I felt every movement that was my horse and I just held him close. Nothing came between us and I was glad to be here, for him.
My ass clenched around him, giving him one final pleasure before he came down from his high. Our sweaty body mixed together with cum, the room smelt of sex but that didn't bother me because I had him right where I wanted. His horse cock pumped a final large drop of pre and he sighed happily.
We laid there, embraced upon each other's sweltering body and his cock still lodged inside of me, never wanted this to end but when his stomach started to growl, I blinked at him. "They didn't serve food during your flight?"
My husband jerked his hips up and I inhaled sharply, his protruding shaft still in place. "I wanted to have a nice dinner with you but who knew that when I came home, I had rhino meat instead."
I chuckled and kissed him once more. "I'm sorry you had to see that."
"Don't worry about it. We agreed to this, we communicated, that's what I wanted between us and I'm glad I trusted you,"
"So did I," I caressed his cheeks and pulled his hair back. "So, met any hot guys during your trip?"
"One that looks like yours?" He made that statement and rubbed along my chest, spread cum all over and now I'd have to take another shower. "None that I can think of. You do know that a daddy rhino like you is a dime a dozen."
"Ohhh... Guess you're glad that you were the lucky one."
"Don't get high and mighty about yourself. Remember, I own your ass."
"Yes, daddy rhino needs a hot horse cock to put him in his place," I jeered and both of us laughed along.
"Come on, let's clean up and get some dinner. I'm starving."
His cock slowly extracted from my ass and horse cum quickly leaked out. My body shuddered and quaked as he did so. A finger rubbed around my puckered hole and started to finger inside, enjoyed the creamy goodness that was mixed from deep within. For all I know, I've managed to get that troublesome itch off my ass. Even if it persists, I'm pretty sure horsie here will be more than willing to give this another go, right after dinner, of course, because this daddy rhino needs sustenance too.