This Time
Two lovers try their very best not only to make one another cum, but to ensure that they never stop cumming together!
This story was written for Yui_olp as part of my Patreon request days for May 2018. It contains M/F sexual acts between consenting adults, and fantasies of hyper-orgasmic fun. :3
This Time...
"Oh my god. O-ohh my god, this... this is it. Oh god baby. Ohhh yes Michael, t-this is going to be the one. This time, I... aaahhh... I can feel it. I'm gonna cum. Oh fuck. Ohhh fuck I'm g-gonna cum and never stop. I'm... aahhhyesss, I'm g-going to cum forever. We're going to cum forever."
Claire bleated and wailed to her husband as he lay over her, the sheets of their bed clinging around them with the sweaty intensity of their love-making. Her hands clutched and clawed at his back, and her hoofed feet locked together just above the base of his tail. She felt his hot breath washing over her face, and as their glazed and heavy lidded eyes met, the plump ewe shuddered and pulled herself tighter still against the man of her dreams as she saw the devoted intensity burning within his gaze.
"I'll make it happen, Claire. I swear it to you. I'll fuck you and never stop. I... I won't let us! I'm gonna make you cum, a-and I'm gonna keep pounding you, keep fucking you for the rest of time to make sure that you never stop. I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna fill you up so much. We're gonna drown the whole fucking planet in our pleasure. It'll never end. Never!"
The bed creaked as their passions intensified. The wolf snarled and the sheep wailed in their shared euphoria, trembling in mutual delight as they felt their peaks approaching and heard the mingling of their most intimate reaches growing ever more loud, wet and sloppy with each powerful thrust.
"Yes! Yes , Michael! It... i-it's happening! I'm... aaahhhhhhyesssssI'mcumming! Oh god! Oh god oh god ohhhhgodfuckyesssssssss. L-like that! Just like t-hhaaaaaaaaahhhhh! Don't stop, don't ever, ever fucking stop!"
Before Michael could reach his own peak, before his knot had even swollen inside of the woman he loved and locked them together, he groaned in wonder and elation as his wife began to scream. To thrash, to sob and shake so violently anyone who hadn't been married to her for over a decade might have thought that there was some serious sort of seizure crashing through her rather than simply the throes of orgasmic pleasure. No woman came like his wife. No person on the entire planet climaxed as hard, as long or indeed as often as the woman he adored. Michael sincerely believed that, just as he truly believed that one day he would be able to make his wife's dreams come true. One day he would be able to give her the endless orgasm she unashamedly and unironically craved.
And maybe, just maybe, today would be that day. Maybe this time would be the time they had been waiting for, begging for, striving for with every moment of pleasure they had shared from the first time they lay together as college students, and realised just how perfectly attuned their bodies were to one another.
"Harder! Harder! Oh fuck, ooohh my god, M-Mikey, I... it's haaaahhhh... happening! I think it's r-really... oohhhhgod! Something's... d-don't stop, something's happening. Something's coming, I... I'm...!! Ooohhhhhhfuckingfuckgodfuckingaaaaaaahhhhhhyesssssssss!"
Almost but not quite fully engorged, Michael's knot slurped in and popped loudly, lewdly out of his wife, dragging its bulbous girth over her clit even as his shaft grazed her g-spot. It was that which pushed Claire not only over the edge into a second back to back orgasm, but drove her to the type of sexual extreme that had unabashedly made Michael fall head over heels in love with her. He had come to love so much more about her since their first one night stand of course, but it had been this sort of savage explosion from such a sweet, adorable and normally rather soft spoken lady that had captivated him from the very first night they had slipped into bed together. She totally lost control. She screamed and wailed and practically roared in her ecstasy, utterly out of her mind with how good it felt as her pussy gushed and milked Michael's cock with convulsions every bit as frenzied and intense as the thrashing of her curvaceous, beautifully shorn body beneath his.
Relentlessly, he continued to pleasure her in response. To fuck her as hard and as fast as he could to keep her orgasm going, to hope against all hope that this time it wouldn't end. That this time fate would grant them the freedom from the rules of reality that proved so dissatisfying to them, and that where normally their bodies would tire and their climaxes wane, they simply would fail to do so. He grunted and growled as his balls slapped against the lower portion of her sodden buttocks, her juices dripping down from his heavy and swollen testicles onto the bedding below as they ached with their own need for release. He hunkered down tighter over her, and snarled as with his next stroke, his knot popped in but failed to withdraw again. Pleasure lanced through the wolf as he realised he was stuck, and as her pussy began to milk and squeeze relentlessly around his now trapped and helpless knot, he howled alongside Claire as she quaked and crashed into her third consecutive orgasm just as he began to let loose within her with the first few ribbons of what they hoped would be an eternity of constant, ceaseless cumming.
"Yes! Yessss it's h-happening! Ohhh god, Michael, I... I'm... ooohhhh I'm not gonna stop, I'm not! I'm never, never g-going to... aaahhyessssss, fuck me! Cum in me! Ohhh baby, b-baby please, harder! Harder! More!"
Michael drove himself against Claire's body as urgently as he could, substituting speed for the force he was no longer able to apply now that his cock was locked deep inside her with little room to manoeuvre or thrust. He shuddered and grunted in pure ecstasy of his very own as he came inside his wife, but after ten seconds or so even as the pleasure of his peak continued to surge through him, the wolf began to realise that this wasn't going to be it. Not for him, at least. A few thrusts later, a few more twitches and spurts of hot cum from deep inside himself, and he could feel his pleasure waning. He could feel his balls emptying out, and his cock beginning to grow a little more sensitive, a little too much so in fact as Claire continued to clamp down and cum around his achingly tender knot.
He stared down at her bliss-stricken, still cumming face as his own mind cleared a little. He saw her eyes rolling. Her muzzle open and panting, her face flushed deep pink with excitement, and a joyous, maddened grin of effort plastered across her gaping muzzle as she lost herself in the belief that this already minute long multiple orgasm of hers was just the very beginning of a far, far longer peak that would carry her to the very ends of the universe in constant rapture. Michael groaned softly, he leaned down to kiss her, and he kept thrusting. He kept working his cock inside of her no matter how tender it was and how much his body begged him to rest.
"I'm still going, Claire. Oh god. Oh, Claire, it's really happening this time!"
He moaned to her, not lying, not meaning to deceive her, just wanting to keep the blissful reality that his wife craved alive for a little longer within her euphoria-stricken mind.
"Cum for me, Claire. Cum for me again! You don't have a choice, i-it... ahh, it's gonna last forever anyway! So, cum for me! Cum!"
Michael rocked his hips. He ground his knot against the sheep's throbbing clit, and as his spent but still rock hard cock twitched in overwhelmed, over-stimulated desperation within his wife's depths, he felt himself strike against one of her many sweet spots, and watched as the already pleasure-crazed look upon her face blossomed anew with giddy, mind-bending bliss.
" Mikey!"
She sobbed his name in a strangled cry, bucking, quaking, squirting anew. She thrashed and moaned and gasped for almost another thirty seconds as Michael did everything that his body would permit to keep her in the throes of rapture, tipping the full length of those multiple climaxes well over three minutes. She whimpered, and gasped, and begged him incoherently for more even as her body fell limp beneath him, even Claire's nether regions growing sore and overworked by that point, and when finally she shuddered and gasped in defeat...
"Oh... o-ohh Michael. It was so close. It was r-right... right there, I could feel it..."
...she craned her neck up, wrapped her weakened, trembling arms around her husband's neck, and kissed him deeply upon the lips as she continued to whisper.
"Thank you so much, baby. T-thank you for trying. For pushing me so hard. I... ohh god, you make me believe it's possible. You make me feel so good, I... I know that if we keep trying, we'll get there."
Michael kissed Claire back, growling and huffing as at last his over-worked, rather sore cock was allowed to rest. He pulled back from their kiss only to lick affectionately at her shorn pink face, surrounded by a fluffy cloud of white wool to frame its blushing, wearily smiling features so beautifully. And as he licked her, as he lavished the woman he loved with continued affections even though the fantasy they so delighted in sharing was forsaken for the time being, he nourished the seeds of her belief that would keep it going. On and on, until they day when they finally achieved that endless orgasm together.
"I know we will. Maybe not this time. But... next time, Claire. Next time for sure. I'll make you cum harder. I'll make you cum faster. I'll make you cum more and more, until it feels so good, until we feel so good together, that no matter how much we want or need to, no matter how much we try when we need to go to work or eat or sleep or do anything else, ever... we just won't be able to stop."
There was no answer. No affirmation of Michael's words, just a contented, joyous sigh from beneath him. He looked down at his lover, feeling her body still wrapped around his and her pussy still locked around his knot as they lay amid their sweat and ejaculate soaked sheets, the scent of their passionate and lengthy sex heavy in the bedroom air. The wolf grinned, and leaned down to peck Claire upon the lips once more.
She was asleep. Fast asleep, exhausted from her many rapid-fire orgasms. And even though Michael hadn't given his wife what she craved, what she needed so badly, he took great joy in the fact that as she lay there beneath him, peaceful and serene and the most beautiful creature in all the world... she looked content. She looked satisfied.
She might not have been cumming for the rest of eternity yet, but lying there with his knot buried inside her and her pussy aching with how long and hard it had been fucked, Claire still looked truly happy.
By Jeeves
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