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Dominant Mares

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Irving Writes

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Eugene groaned, rolling over in bed, though...something was wrong, very wrong. Or right, depending on how one looked at it, for the anthro lion was not in his own bed.

"Mmmph... Rocco, did you... Hm?"

He blinked back to full wakefulness, paws rising to comb through his mane, though the tawny hair was only a slightly darker shade than his fur. The bed was soft too soft, with a firm mattress beneath the smooth, tangling sheets, a low mrowl breaking his lips as he tried to pull back.

For he very much was not in his own bed but the bed of two that he recognised - of course, he recognised them! The mare that had spoken, Jane, was almost half a metre taller than him: a workout personality with her own TV fitness programme. She was a star and her physique called for it too, her body thick with gorgeous muscle, beautifully defined, though her breasts...oh...

Oh, he should not have been staring, not as he scrambled back straight into the other horse, who put her arms around him, the smirk evident in her voice.

"Well, hey there, darling," she all but drawled. "If you're in our bed, that means we get to have some fun with you? You don't mind."

It was said as a statement rather than a fact and while the lion didn't know how he'd gotten into their bed of all places (had a wild night of drinking been on the cards? What the hell?), unable to get his eyes off Jane's huge breasts. They were impossible to miss, even if she had been clothed, but her nipples were already firm in the light coolness of their bedroom, the short coat of hair covering her body a pure white. It did nothing at all to hide the heaviness of her breasts as they hung down to her abdominals, covering the upper one partially, thick and full, larger than any that Eugene had seen naturally.

Even then, his fingers ached to touch them - but that wasn't right! He couldn't just go about grabbing a workout star's breasts, damn it!

Yet someone else was going to take that decision right out of his paws as Rocco turned him to face her, drawing the lion into her lap. It was easy for her to do, for she was close to three-quarters of a metre taller than him, a zebra anthro with her mane styled in the upright fashion, her black stripes perhaps not as striking and sharp as they could have been. Yet it worked more than well enough to soften the edge of her rough and tumble demeanour, a well-known star in action films, while she was famous for doing her own stunts. Rumour had it that there was not a role at all that Rocco had turned down, her bare breasts squeezing against and around the lion as he whimpered helplessly.

"Uh... Ladies... I'm...uh...sorry..."

"What was that?" Rocco grinned, tucking her head on top of his, though it was obvious how much she dwarfed him, the largest of them all. "You're sorry? Well, we're not! It's not often we have such a fine piece as you in our bed! And I'm having you first if it's fun you're up for!"

Oh, no... No, oh no, there was no way that Eugene was going to say no to that, not as he was pushed onto his back, Jane cradling him gently but firmly. The warmth of her breasts was so soft that Eugene could not help but let himself go with a happy little mewl, his cock slipping out and hardening. Perhaps later, he would wonder at how he ended up naked there too, but, for the time being, the lion was more than happy to merely go with the flow!

It seemed to be the better way to handle things in his life, after all...

The ladies were so big, but it was clear that Rocco was in charge, pinning him down while his head laid back in Jane's lap, the mare wiggling a little and giggling. He had not heard her laugh quite like that in her workout videos for a very long time, but, to be fair, he had rather a hard problem to deal with.

"Alright, alright, Rocco," she giggled, shaking her head, her long mane swishing softly. "You can have him first... I hope you're up for taking us both, sweetheart! You're so cute!"

Even though Jane was not shy at all, she blushed, showing through her short, white coat easily where it darkened the colour of her cheeks, up to the tips of her ears. But where Rocco was brash and forward, she took a lighter, softer approach, even though the horse was more than confident in her own domination, her sense of control. For someone like her, even used to being a leader in her non-sexual life, it was like slipping into a role that was always there and waiting for her.

She ran her paws down his chest and across his waist, Eugene shivering under her touch, yet one light touch contrasted with the rougher hold of Rocco, the zebra mare intent on getting what she thought they were all there. Even though the lion could not have said that he was at all against what was happening, it was still so quick, as if he should have taken the time to wine and dine them first, really treat the ladies as they deserved to be treated.

And yet that was a lot for them, Rocco squeezing his shaft a little too roughly, though only for a heartbeat of a moment, not long enough to hurt but only send a pulsing wave of pleasure through the lion's shaft, deep into his core. Fuck, it was so good, making all the little hairs rise all over his body, every sensation heightened, though his aching hard-on could not help but throb and pulse, a bead of pre-cum drooling at the tip.

Not much...only a bead. But it had to be there, had to say something, his passion rising with a low growl. Rocco chuckled, swishing her ropey tail, though the mare had more in mind than simply that.

"Oh, seems the little kitty is more than ready, hm?"

He panted a "yes", but not even Eugene could be completely sure that the word passed his lips, even though the cat wanted to ensure that his assent was out there, as clear as he could make it. He groaned as Rocco moved over him, feeling smaller than ever before her, dwarfed by her size, yet it was a good kind of submission, the kind that came so naturally that it was quite as if he was slipping into it sweetly so.

His cock throbbed and ached, more pre-cum dripping from the tip, but Jane distracted him, moving over his head, her thighs spread wide apart. He shuddered. God, they were thick with muscle, all in a way that further served to enhance her femininity, but it was hard to think of anything else when her dripping, wet pussy lowered towards his face. His tongue slipped out automatically, wanting to flick and to lap, though she made him wait.

"Now, now, darling," she teased. "You'll get what you need, but you have to be patient..."

And that was just how Jane took her control, assuming it was hers already, a flirty flick of the long hairs of her tail sweeping it across the bed and his legs. Yet Rocco's pussy, as she squatted over him, descended on his cock, the aching length practically swelling in anticipation.

"Oh, fuck..."

He moaned, clinging to Rocco, holding onto Jane, not knowing which equine he was grabbing at any one time. All he knew was pleasure, how it throbbed through him, so deeply, the taste of mare on his lips, tongue lashing out to delve into the sweetness of her honey pot. Her essence dripped over his lips and chin and, still, the lion could not find it in himself to care, the mess simply something that would have to be cleaned up later. Who would have to take on that task, however, was another question and matter entirely...

No. Eugene would not think about that, not as the mares double-teamed him, one sitting on his face while the other took his cock deep, a large enough size to please even them. As if surprised by this revelation, Rocco threw her head back and moaned throatily, her huge breasts swaying with the shift of her weight and hips, the stringent lash of her tail.

"Oh, yes," she groaned, licking her lips, eyes smoky with lust and narrowed. "Mm... Didn't think a cat like you could have a cock like this! Maybe even you are surprising..."

Rocco didn't have a name to grace her lips, but that was all well and good, for they were all enjoying themselves there regardless. The cat clawed passionately at her thighs as she rose and fell on him, riding his cock as if he was a sex toy - yet one that she was there to take care of too, despite every ounce of her impatience.

For the equine mare simply had to have him and it was not her fault at all that she had pushed so far so quickly, all in her nature to do so. If it was not fast and hard, Rocco simply wasn't interested, moaning out loud and even rubbing her own breasts as she rode him. Her hips slammed down with every stroke, squeezing her already tight pussy around his length, though she would snatch up every drop of pleasure that she could however she could.

A cat like Eugene had a cock to please, however, her hips grinding down, pussy squeezing around him with every thrust of her hips, the prick of his claws in her thighs driving her on. And yet the lion anthro was engaged in something else, not quite a passive player in their shared lust, tongue sweeping up between Jane's folds, teasing her, tasting her, her thighs closing in around his head.

The mare's thighs squeezed in close, holding him there, though it was a gentle kind of domination, one that had her whimpering, moaning, rolling her hips forward and back, smearing her juices over his lips. Eugene groaned, the thick, heady scent of mare swamping him, making his cock pulse all the more readily, though he didn't want to blow quite yet, not at all. He wanted to do everything he could to last as long as possible, to make his orgasm, or orgasms, count exactly where they mattered.

"Ohhhh, your tongue..." Jane moaned, pressing down over his body a little more, resting heavily on his belly with both paws. "Mmm... Deeper, come on now... Work that tongue!"

It was as if she was telling him, in a workout video, to work harder, to work out his "core" or something similar, though he could not laugh at such a time, not with lust driving, his fur damp with sweat. The tangled aromas of sex swarmed the room and he half-closed his eyes, though it was not as if Eugene could see anything other than the white mare's thick thighs as it was.

Her power quelled him and Eugene swore that he would have fallen to his knees to worship her even if they had not moved over him, dominating him with their size so easily. He groaned into her sex, tail flicking back and forth under him (as much as it could when it was half-trapped by his body, after all), his tongue doing exactly as she bid.

He would please her, lapping deep, the softness of her pussy in direct contrast to the strength and the power of her legs and thighs, how she closed around him. Even her hooves were hard, something that struck a difference between hooved and pawed anthros, though the mare kept them bare, not shod with iron nails. Many said that was uncomfortable, that there was more blood flow there than many thought, but all Eugene could think about was how good her pussy tasted, how he would have been quite happy if he stayed down there forever.

"Unff... Fuck, yes... Yes!"

Rocco's moans, however, were the loudest of the three of them, dominating the room, filling it with her mass. Her tail lashed anxiously back and forth in the heightening of pleasure, panting and heaving, though she was fitter than Eugene, the lion probably the one of the three who would soften the most easily out of all of them. He would need a break before them, but, with his head swimming, he could only allow them to take him along for the ride.

The mare's pussy milked him for all she was worth, her sex pulsing and rippling around him, demonstrating excellent muscle control. There was nothing erratic about it as her cunny tightened around him, showing off even more of her abilities, that she was so much more than an action star with a smirk that made his heart leap and twitch in the best of ways.

"Ah, yes... Mmm... Nice dick, kitty cat... Very...ah...nice..."

But Rocco was gone as she cried out, tweaking and tugging at her nipples, grinding and humping, losing herself in the bliss of orgasm. Her body trembled with lust and Eugene got to feel every drip of it, how her pussy tightened and pulled around his cock, her juices flowing, slickening the path of his cock, how everything felt more luscious for the flow of her climax. The mare's thighs pushed in around him even more eagerly, riding out her climax on his cock, Eugene's head swirling with lust, cock twitching inside her.

He wanted to let himself go, oh so badly... He needed it, craved it, panting heavily, hotly, warm breath coating the inside of Jane's thighs. Yet the mare ground down insistently on him and, in the end, proved to be exactly the stimulus that he needed, suckling her fat clit into his mouth, pushed insistently out of its hood, so wanton, everything that she needed him to pleasure. If he had had more flexibility and ability to do so, he would have filled her pussy with his fingers as he sucked on her clit, lashing it fervently with the very tip of his tongue.

"Yes... Yes... Yesssss!"

Jane twisted on top of him in triumph, yet the feline was not even with himself enough in mind to appreciate it, lapping and teasing automatically, his submissive form honed to give them everything that they could have wanted from him. Rocco stayed driven down all the way on his cock, squeezing around him with a devilish grin.

"That's it, little cat," she crooned, though her voice took on a raspier edge, too rough to be soothing, but everything he needed either way. "Take it all... You need it... Mmm..."

He had a lot to give, his balls feeling tight, so very tight, as if there was an external force being exerted upon them, but his seed only had one way to go as it flowed deeply up inside the mare. The zebra ground and rocked on him, taking every drop he had to give, insisting that he show her everything he had in him. His body ached deliciously, as if every muscle had gone slack, luxurious warmth seeping through every fibre of his being.

"Mmmm..."

He moaned between Jane's thighs, his muzzle dripping sweetly with her juices, the mare rising, pulling up and off him with a smile on her lips.

"Did you enjoy that, sweetie?" She grinned, though there was a needier edge in her voice, her tail lifting, her pussy a little more flushed with blood than the pink of her lips down there had been before. "Oh, you're going to need a little time to recover, but I won't let you rest for too long!"

Eugene wasn't so sure whether that was a good or a bad thing, his tail swishing lazily across the bed as Rocco too pulled away, the mares settling down on either side of him. And yet their needs were not met quite then, not fully, the lion acutely aware of their large breasts squashing in on either side of his body.

His throat trembled with a purr, even though his cock had not been able to help but get soft again, Eugene's eyelids heavier and heavier, dragging him down into the sweetness of sleep. They would not allow it, however, not yet, Rocco demandingly taking his paw and pushing it between her breasts, smirking as the warmth of her aroused him back to a kind of full wakefulness, even if parts of his body needed to be fired up again.

Jane nuzzled into his neck, lips quivering, nostrils puckering and flaring, easing down his body with seductive kisses that had him mewling and trembling in place. Even though Eugene had not thought that his cock could get hard again quite that quickly, it twitched, aching a little. Maybe there was another round in him sooner than expected, but that was not a bad thing in the slightest...

"Mmm... I'm sure I can wake you up again," Jane all but purred. "But I'm going to be very disappointed if you can't please me. Try for me."

There was no question in it, Jane's eyes smouldering with a demand. Eugene groaned. Maybe that was why she was so well renowned as a fitness guru, so many times over, able to get those that followed her to do anything that she needed them to, all for the sake of their health and wellbeing.

He would do it, trying for her, especially as the mare's lips teased his cock, lipping and suckling and pulling at the head of his dick. The soft flesh tingled under her touch, slickening easily with the lure of her saliva, the lion digging his claws into the bed as he hissed through clenched teeth.

"Oh, fuck... Yes, yes, I will... I will..."

For he could only obey, especially as Rocco swung her leg over him, rotating around so that she faced his head, though she was not there to talk. With a smirk that promised more, she pressed her breasts down and around his head, swallowing him up in their softness, her nipples perky and firm as his paws, sweetly helpless, came up on either side of them.

"Yeah, give them a good rub," she crooned thickly, her voice low and deep as she drew him in even closer to her chest, the lion's arms not quite able to wrap around her with the heft of her large breasts. "Come on, kitten, you can do so much better than that."

For she was demanding and would get what she wanted from him, one way or another, his cock aching, throbbing, the long, languid laps of Jane's tongue coaxing his cock back up. Pulse after pulse of blood flooded his shaft, thickening his flesh with draws of heat.

Oh, god, that was good... So good, so hot... He nuzzled and cried out softly between Rocco's tits, the huge might of the zebra's body enveloping him, taking him away to a better place and time. And yet Eugene still could not deny the control of her, how she took it from him, plucked it from his heart as if it was almost meant to lie in her hands.

"Mmmph... Ohhh..."

"You relax, kitty-cat," Jane giggled, her tail flicking, the swish of it hypnotic to him even then. "You're almost ready... Oh, you're more randy than even I thought!"

But that was a good thing, though the lion could not stop his pole from rising, once again, to attention, throbbing with blood, the slickness of her saliva and mouth on him drying rapidly with a lightly tingling, ticklish sensation. Yet it was all good as her mouth closed over his tip, sucking him into her mouth and taking him to another kind of heaven altogether, one that Eugene had never considered could come from the mouth of such a delightful mare.

Well, maybe his mind had been otherwise occupied while getting his cock sucked before, to be fair to him...

Her lips pulled up the length of his shaft with a lewd, soft suck, teasing at the shifting skin, the flesh that was firm, aching for her touch. And yet Rocco was not getting the pleasure that she wanted, her breasts so warm around his head but her nipples needier still.

She drew his head back with a groan and a rumble about him not doing his job right, though she could show him and the lion purred to be shown how. Rocco nudged him quite firmly into a place where he could suckle on a large, fat nipple and Eugene eagerly pulled it into his mouth, swirling his tongue around and suckling with single-minded determination.

A toy. He could be that for them, that and so much else, swapping from one nipple to the other, sending tingling, electric thrills through her body. Yes, yes, that was exactly where he wanted to be, all he could do, his cock hard and drooling, though Jane slurped it all up. She even smacked her lips as if the mare wanted to make it even more obvious how she wanted him, how she could flex her muscles and flip him around, as neat as anyone could have liked. But the pinning and using both her greater size and weight against him, well...that was more Rocco's forte than hers.

"Mmm... Now, you're ready."

"Hey," Rocco protested. "I get another go on him too, girl!"

But Jane blew her a kiss, dropping the other mare a cheeky wink.

"Yes, but you already got to ride him! Don't you want to share? You don't want to be selfish now, do you?"

She was probably the only one who could get Rocco to back down, which was saying a lot. The dominant mare, however, would get what she wanted regardless, grunting thickly with a swish of her tail and a light pin of her ears. Her grumpiness was short-lived, however, as she laid back on the bed, allowing her legs to spread and showing off the dripping mess of her cum-filled pussy to the lion. Eugene moaned.

"Yeah, that's right," she grunted, a smirk tugging at her lips. "You need this... So, why don't you fuck my girl nice and hard and come get it? Now."

The snap of a command jolted him into action, everyone moving together, though it was Jane that hooked her leg around him and easily flipped him on top of her, even though there was no question as to which of them was in control. It was a play at a top position, really, even as the dominant mare giggled and hooked her legs around his buttocks, crossing her ankles so that she could draw his cock into her pussy with a solid, sharp jab.

"Oof, yes... Yes!"

Jane cried out as she made him fuck her, stroke after stroke filling her, though it was Eugene's muscles that ached, even as his mane was grabbed. Once again, the aroma of mare flooded his nostrils and he dove into the mess of her pussy, tasting her, tongue slipping inside. Now that he was a little better prepared for what to expect between her thighs, Eugene relished in the tightness of her muscled thighs around his head, how very easily he submitted to her whim.

Of course, Rocco wasn't about to let him pull away for any reason, her fingers twisted forcibly into his mane, dragging him in even as she humped up against his face, grinding and smearing her essence over his muzzle. By the time they were good and done with him, the lion would reek of the mares, but all in a good way, all in a way that, even if he didn't know how he had gotten there, would keep him coming back for more.

"Mmph, get your tongue in there nice and deep, cat," Rocco snorted heavily, a grunt building in the back of her throat. "Mm... Unff... Not as good as your cock, but...ah...enough...for now..."

It would have to be enough, after all, with Jane controlling his thrusts, her powerful muscles closing around him, forcing him to thrust and thrust and thrust. It was enough to make his head spin, forced to do the work and yet made to feel small and submissive, as if he was malleable, putty in their paws. Eugene moaned fervently into the sloppy delight of the mare's pussy, all while Jane nickered and rolled her head back onto the bed, pillows half shoved out of the way. Was there any better position that he could have hoped to find himself in?

The answer to that, of course, was a very decisive "no", of course not. He would have stayed there for days upon days, weeks upon weeks, the dominant mares passing him between them, nickering and snorting, using his body for their own pleasures. Even if the lion ran out of cum, he would get down between their legs, eyes heavy-lidded with submission, all to please them, all to feel the squeeze of their inner thighs around his muzzle in orgasmic delight.

His tongue curled up inside Rocco's pussy, seeking out her sensitive spots, tongue tickling at the folds of her pussy. He had to learn the nuances of her body, what she liked, but the mare humped and ground on his nose in such a way, using him as she pleased, that it didn't matter too much. Wherever she wanted pressure, she got it, until the zebra was shuddering and twitching, very much on the edge of another orgasm.

But the throb of his dick inside Jane was even more alluring, his mind jumping from one thing to another, swamped in greedy swathes of sensation. The sheets bunched up and rumpled under his knees as the lion shifted his weight, though the moment was one that he would have gone through again and again, regardless of any manner of discomfort, simply because he needed it. He needed the hot pull of her pussy around him, how she used even the powerful, shockingly so, muscles of her inner passage, to milk his cock, making him feel like he was a younger lion still, as if he was going to cum on a hair-trigger.

It didn't matter, however, whether he climaxed too quickly or not, if they got what they needed and wanted from him. Jane squeezed around him, dragging him into her, to the point that Eugene was not sure how much of his movement was his thrusts and what was her directing him, showing him just how much stronger than him she was. And it was hardly as if Eugene was weak physically at all...

Fuck, it was hot to be dominated by the larger mares at the same time, Rocco's cream trickling down his chin as he ate her out, losing himself in the moment. Yet he could not help himself as she rocked and humped insistently against his muzzle, taking nothing less than her due from him, barking out a whinny with her nostrils fluttering the moment climax hit her.

It echoed through the room and Jane laughed aloud, sprawling there, her arms back and holding onto the other equine's legs, merely for purchase, for her legs did most of the work in dragging him into her, thrust after delicious stroke. All the lion had to do was to let go, even as he dragged his lips tenaciously over the thick nub of her clit, playing with it, teasing it, pulling her through her orgasm so that she was forced to ride it out too. In such a submissive position, it was the one small thing that he could do, despite everything else.

Yet the ache in his nuts grew and grew, swelling, clawing its way forcibly up into his lower abdomen. Oh, the throb was not to be ignored and Eugene could not even twist his hips back and forth, the scent of mare infiltrating his nose making him think of them, only them, as if there was nothing else left in the world for him.

And yet it was Jane that pulled him over the edge, drawing him deep into her with a hugely savage thrust that had his balls bouncing off her backside, glutes tensed, ecstasy thrumming through like the cord of an instrument that only they could play. His should hunched and rounded as he thrust into her, heaving and panting, though there was not enough air left to drag into his legs, driving deeply, even though she didn't allow him to pull back more than a couple of inches, his cock fitting perfectly inside her.

They got what they needed, Jane letting out a long, low groan as orgasm rocked her body, though Eugene felt everything, both of their climaxes at once and his own, how the mare under him (though she was not really) pulsing and rippling around him. If anything, he filled her even harder than he had Rocco, his cream flowing forth in thick spurt after spurt, long ropes of lust spilling into her.

It was there that they stayed, for a long, long time, all taking their pleasure, though Eugene was not in his mind enough to realise that Rocco had stolen another orgasm from him. It was all well and good though, even when they, eventually, slumped back on the bed together, Rocco's firm paw closing around his cock, which was still half-hard, tired but aroused, wanting another round. Even though he was still too sensitive to go again, at least at that moment, the lion let out a soft growl.

"Mmm, come on, big boy, you've got more in you."

Eugene groaned, tongue flickering happily out of his muzzle to lap against the side of his muzzle, tasting her, though her paw on his cock claimed him, dominating him. Again, she swung her legs over his, pinning him easily with her weight, sitting on his stomach with her backside facing his head so that he got the full view of her muscled rump, even as she stroked and pumped his dick back to full hardness.

The lion's whimper wrapped itself up in a plea of pleasure, throat trembling lustfully.

To be trapped between two dominant mares was a delight indeed...