Higher and Deeper
Something is not right in Higher for Hire Transportation Inc, and the boss does not approve
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Higher and Deeper (Dirty-Disney)
The door shut loudly. Rebecca Cunningham stood in front of it with widened eyes in shock, struggling for breath and asking herself if she really just had seen THAT. Slowly she walked down the stairs. The lightly brown bearess trembled all over her body. Blinding light brought her eyes to tears. Somewhere outside a seagull shrieked. She barely noticed it. "I did not see this!" she muttered all by herself, while the sentence made circles in her brain It couldn't be true, it just wasn't possible. Like in a trance Rebecca moved one paw in front of the other, reached her chair and sat behind her desk. She grabbed her coffee cup like a robot. Luckily she had filled it before, her hand now shaking so violently that she dribbled almost a third of the black beverage. Only as the hot liquid almost boiled her gums, she gained her consciousness back. Uneasily she quivered on her pillow over her creaking chair. Her desk felt right. The hard wood, marked with countless cuts and notes was almost like a bastion of normality. One thing, that doesn´t change every second. Concentrating she closed her eyes and breathed slowly through her nose. The old offices smell, the known old files and the stench she got so used to helped to some degree. This was Higher for Hire, her business. She just didn´t know, if this made things worst or not. Wood creaked loud. Rebecca opened her eyes, and watched as Kit jumped down the stairs. The young bear seemed to be almost as distraught as herself. He missed his typical cap and wore his green shirt on the wrong side. his fur also was completely messed up. Heavily breathing he stood in front of the desk. "Miss Cunningham", he startled "You..." "I have to call the police." Beccy said neutrally, without longing for the phone. Instead her hands grabbed some flight documents, that just gained another coffee stain. "No!" Kit whined loudly. His eyes filled with tears. "Kit, I have to." the bearess said quietly. "It... it's necessary." "But they will imprison him and say Baloo is guilty!" the young bear trembled. "You can´t do that, please!" "Kit, I know what I´ve seen. If I don´t call the cops immediately, I will be hold as much as responsible as him. I could loose everything, I..." "Please don´t!" Kit repeated like in agony. "Please! It all was my fault." Rebecca tried to reason with him. "Kit, naturally you think now, it would be your fault. But when you grow older, you will come to understand..." "I seduced Baloo!" the young bear shouted loud, and Beccy couldn't think of one word. As if hit by lightning they starred in each other's eyes. One minute of silence past, then another one. "You are dripping." Rebecca said finally. Kit looked down on his legs, and saw a small while trickle, slowly leaking down inside his left thigh. "Oh, Sorry." Kit grasped for a cloth from the nearest cupboard, and would start to cleanse himself. But Beccy took the cloth from his hands. "You can´t reach it properly." she said in a motherly tone, and began to clean up the little bear. Without a word Kit let she move on. Slowly he turned and shoved his paws further appart, while Rebecca advenced right to the little white rivers source. Gently she graped the young bears ass in her hands and and opened up his ripe bouncy buttocks. There, hidden under deep brown fur, creamy white liquid sprung out of a reddish glistening rosette. Rebecca caught herself licking her lips at this marvelous sight. A smell went up her nose, that she had missed for such a long time. Devoutly she wiped every single drop, cautious to not miss a any dribble. Finally she reached the wildly trembling hole itself. The swolen ring of muscle closed and opened rapidly while a new fat white drop occured inside. Rebeccas head swooned. It smelled so strange and wonderful, she just wanted to go on, but at this moment it dawned on her, that she was destroying evidence. The bearess sat back in newly shock. "Don't stop," groaned the young bear. Rebecca just tried to breath. What did she do? Over the sight of this wonderful manly ridden butt she almost had forgotten the young bear it belonged to. How would he feel with all of this, he was the victim of this molestation. And counting by the mass she already cleaned up, he was molested very deep. Over his shoulder Kit looked up to her like a puppy that was scolded without reason. Startled Beccy watched as her thumb circled around the overflowing muscle ring. It didn´t seem to be possible, that such a tiny hole could be stretched like this. The pain had to be horrifying. But she had seen it. At this moment everything abruptly came back in her minds eye. The shrieking of the old bed, the slapping of bodies together, the lusty grunting. Kit, who clamped on tightly to the plump pilots grey fur. Rebecca stumbled. Carefully she re-watched the picture in her mind. Kit sat on top of Baloo. No doubt. The chubby bear was way to busy holding on to the shrieking bed and panting cross-eyed with the tongue hanging out, than he could have retained the boy. While thinking of it, Rebecca had a harder time blaming Baloo. Without a doubt the boy had ridden him; had opened wide his legs, swung atop of the old bears member and danced the whore's waltz with him. The sight alone, seeing all this hard flesh slamming into this tight little gate. The shock was deep, till it changed in high end of her hips into something else. Beccy wiped another thick white drop with the tip of her index finger. The rosy hole in front of her trembled like a perverted flower. "And judging by this mass, this wasn't the first dance.", she thought. Placidly she pressed the viscous bearlove between her fingers. "Where is Baloo?" "He is washing the Sea Duck," Kit answered feebly, "He was so embarrassed by all of this." "I bet he was." Rebecca said grim. Gingerly she brought the white juice up to her nose and snuffled it. It´s unmatched aroma went right up her head and made her swoon. So long she had resisted the temptation of men, way to long. Her mouth began to fill with saliva. In her days, she had it known good, the harsh sweetness of semen, like bitter honey. And while she didn't knew how, but taking it from the young bears little ass spiced it even more. And she let the big drop slide on her toungue, where it melted into a cloud of greedy lust. "Wonderful." "What did you say, Miss Cunningham?" Kit asked. "Shut up!" the bearess ordered. She inspected boy with a piercing glance. With relish she weight the boys buttocks in her hands. "Kit, how did you get to this idea? This wasn't the first time, I can tell, otherwise your... hole couldn't be so flexible." "No, Miss Cunningham," Kit admitted. "So, what drove you to take this... ride?" Kit turned his head in shame. Tenderly Rebecca grasped his chin and pulled him back to her. "The cops will ask too." "No!" "Then tell me. Tell me, why I should let someone, anyone abuse you like this." "But nobody is abusing me!" "That I have seen otherwise! So?" The young bear starred at the ground. Beneath his fur, all of his face turned glowing red. "I never told someone, but I have always done this. It startet, while I grow up with the air pirates. Nobody had to force me or hurt me, I liked it. Only much, much later I discovered that this wasn't the case for others. I encountered a prisoner the pirates had taken, and they had done it with him too. I tried to comfort him, but went to far. He called me a fag and an abomination. Only then I understood how wrong all of this was. From there on I planed for my escape. After that I got to know Baloo, and you know the rest already. But since that time I always was..." He cramped his hands as if he tried to catch a fitting word. "...empty. I don´t know anything better to call it. It was an itching, so deep inside, and I couldn't scratch myself. Believe me, I tried. But then came last week and this transport to Amsterdam. Baloo didn't have enough money to amuse himself with a harbour whore, then I had my chance. Chance. It wasn't easy, but it worked out." The young bears eyes shone in memory, "He is big." Beccy nodded "I've seen it." "And... do you still have to call the cops?" Rebecca locked at him. First his vehemently begging face, than his ass that she still was holding in her hands. "We will see."
"Baloo!" The startled big grey bear let his sponge fall and pressed his back against the metal side of his plane. Just like a caught criminal. The sponge disappeared in the bays water. With a cold, unreadable face Rebecca stood before him. Despite the slender bearess being more then a head smaller than him, Baloo felt her glancing down on him "Yes, Miss Cunningham?" he timidly asked. "Oh, Miss Cunningham." the bearess repeated full of sarcasm "Aren't we polite today? And all that is necessary for this is to catch you banging your navigator." "Schhhhttt!" Baloo shocked looked in all directions. "Beccy, please. The guys will hear you, and..." "Believe what?", Rebecca asked cold "That a sodomist works for me, a pervert , a molest..." "PLEASE!" The bears eyes hushed from one side to the other. "And naturally you wouldn't want anybody to know about your fornication. With a fourteen year old boy!" "He is older than that, he just looks younger because..." "Who cares?" Demonstratively, Rebecca turned her back on him. "Okay then, it's not the first time I've to search for a new pilot. Perhaps you could even get mitigating circumstances, if you show the judge how tasty Kit can be. Perhaps I could loan him something spicy for the trial, to make him more appetizing, what do you think? Gather belt and net stockings could give you a nice view you can think of in jail." "Beccy, I'm not that kind a guy!" Baloo whimpered. "Oh, and who have I seen with Kit then?" She came closer and fixated the doddering bear with an ice-cold expression. "In Kit, to be precise." "Beccy, you don't understand, I..." "Shut up!" she snarled at him "I might have gone easy on you when you forgot freight at Louies, or deliver the wrong stuff to the wrong location. But this was all over when I found your cock in my navigator." "Beccy, you can´t do this. Please! You don't know what they to in jail whit such guys. I´ve seen it at the movies." "Guys like you, you want to say." "No! Believe me, I'm not like that." "Yes, nobody is like that. Nobody ever did anything wrong. No my friend, I fear you will have to explain this to the cops." Baloo stood frozen in terror, as Rebecca stepped back from him. He was at the bottom. But after only one step she looked over her shoulder bowed coquettishly her brow and seductively whispered: "Unless..."
Dark twilight filled the room. Only one lamp above the old stitched armchair still shone bright. Outside the window nightly fog rose from the waters and foghorns hummed far away. Baloo sat in his easy chair, looking nervously around. He was nude down to his grey fur. Gone were the pilot's shirt and hat. He shivered, but not from the cool evening. Silent music crackled from the radio. A wistful singer wailed over long lost love. Intently he dug his claws into the chairs arms. He felt like the bait in a trap. And the prey at the same time. His heart drummed against his rips. But then tender fingers touched softly his ear and began tenderly fondling him. "Easy, papa bear." a gentle voice whispered for him, and Baloo felt as all nervousness and angst slowly disappeared. Agil the little brown bear climbed up the armchair, and cuddled on to the big bears chest. Just laying there, enjoying the touch of his warm nude fur and the hot flesh beneath it. Small fingers started playing with the grey fur and were quick to find the hidden nipples beneath it. Baloo watched him in awe while his lust rose. Never in his life he would have conceded ever feeling like this. For a boy! As if he had heard Baloos thoughts, Kit slipped on top the older bears belly. His little balls rubbed over the warm forest of grey hair. He took his face in both hands, and pressed his lips to the big bears snout. Baloo closed his eyes instinctively as the foreign tongue touched his own. "I'm kissing Kit!" flashed through his head, indecisive if this idea should be disgusting or exciting. The kiss quickly melted the later choice. Meanwhile the young bear continued to play with the nipples he had found under Baloo's fur. Whimps of joy filled the grey bears ears. No, this couldn't be disgusting. After what felt like eternity Kit detached from the kiss and licked relishly his lips. As he skillfully kneaded his foster-fathers wobbly male boobs, he noticed the weird look on Baloo's face and just had to laugh. The older bear just had discovered the throbbing hard cock between Kit's thighs. From their few encounters before, Baloo had taken him from behind, so he could pretend he was just another female whore he banged. Now that was out of the window. Viciously smiling the young bear turned around and slipped back a little bit, so that Baloo had no choice other than to admire the beautiful ballsac in front of his snout. And to torture him a little bit more, he began so seductively circling his hips while playing with the muscles in his buttocks. Baloo sucked the hot cubs smell deep up his nose. It smelled of youth, babyoil and ass. The scent of the unripe, luscious boy went directly into his delirous brain. Right before his eyes was a blooming rose, as the soft furry buttocks branched up, and revealed a glowing hot anus, covered all over with glistening oil. The little slut came prepared. Kit deeply enjoyed the rutting groan, because now all of it was only for him. No imaginary hooker, no pretending to be Miss Cunningham, his papa bear lusting only for him. That was further proven by the rock hard rosy pole of bear meat, that now danced in front of his snout. Now he had won. "Uh, papa bear. Is that all for me?" Baloo had banged dozens of females, from all species and nations, but none had ever talked so lovely to him. This little bitch knew exactly, how to handle a man. Hot wetness wrapped Baloo's member. The big bear groaned in passion, and as he slipped along his navigator's lips, he experienced true mastership. Graspingly he laid his hands on the deliciously rounded buttocks, kneaded them while the bearboys muzzle took him to paradise. Greedily, Kit slurped up and down on the rosy shaft. His tongue swished all over the hard swollen meat, which throbbed under every little touch. He watched in awe as big drops of precum, liquid anticipation grew from the pointed tip before he sucked them into his mouth. The bitter taste of pure male was all he needed to finally relax. He licked his lips, reared up, and like a hunting hawk shoot down on his prey. The masculine bearflesh disappeared in his gargling throat. Baloo eyes opened. Even with all money he ever had, he'd never brought a whore to do this. Not with his size. And this boy did it without being even asked. "Oh God, if I had known earlier!" he moaned helpless as his member wormed deeper into the bearboy's throat. He felt the gulping movements along his shaft. Kit devoured him, and it was glorious. There was no before, there was no after, just his cock in the little bears mouth. It felt endless. With a loud smack the young bear finally came of the pole, and gasped for air. He loved the feeling of holding his quasi fathers dick in his throat, but now he had almost strangled himself. Besides, he already sensed the soft trembling that came before the eruption. He don´t wanted this to be quick. He slipped back on the stuffed leather chair between Baloo's legs and turned on his back. The big bears eyes widened. Kit hold on to the little chair, opened his thighs to a greedy V and looked up to the big bear. "Baloo", he gasped heavily. "I can't hold back any longer. I can't take it anymore. Please, do me. Take me, fuck me. Please!" Baloo had never moved faster. His big hand grabbed the boys hips and pressed him into the chair. Kit smiled as the saw the throbbing bearcock glistening in his saliva. He pulled his buttocks apart and relaxed his colon. The hot flesh touched his hole. With a longtorn "Yeeessss!" he greeted the invader. Kit reveled the pain as the bearcock brutally ripped his ass open. About halfway in the shaft passed through another tight spot, before it was truly inside. The little bears eyes flickered as he felt Baloos fur on his buttocks, the whole monster of hard bearmeat stuck deep inside his ass. A birdlike little whimper escaped Kits muzzle. Baloo's johnson brought him so much pleasure. It pocked something deep inside him, sent wave after wave of joy through his body. His guts burned, but it was mere a little stitch along with the overwhelming pleasure to be filled from Baloo. He twined his legs around the big bear as far as he could, and abandoned his self to him. Baloo thrusted forward. Without a warning, without mercy. Only driven by the craving madness of a rutting bear. "Yes!" the little bear shrieked while tears ran over his cheeks. His own rock hard cock slammed hard against his stomach. The giant wang hit all the right places, rapidly. It pumped him like a jackhammer. In and out, squishing like an oilrig and faster than a heartbeat. Kit's ass burned in joy. He dug his fingers into the chair, just to keep them away from his oh jolly bits. It should never end. All feeling of time was gone, there was only him, taking his papa bears cock and loving it. As it began to slow down, he lifted his head up and cheered for Baloo. "Go on! Jam it in, all of it. Was it that already? You can do better! Come on, show me. Fuck me! Go on, bang your slut. Take my little boypussy. It´s all yours. Oh God! You are so hard. Do it, my big guy. Knock me up! You can do it! You can fuck me so hard, that even I get pregnant. Come on! Ahhhhhh!" This rodden thoughts took Baloo over the edge. He slammed into the little bear as deep as possible. Kits couldn´t hold back and longer. His hand ripped back his sheath down his cock, he howled like a banshee Thin white jets of cum cris-crossed the brown cubs belly. Baloo came while the cubs cum spurted. His eyes turned upwards, the filthy cheers echoed in his head. The young bear trembled in his hands, more beauty then he ever deserved. Roaring like an animal he spurt his semen into the boys twitching bowels. His navigator's sweet ass milked him till his balls were empty. Heavy panting he laid down on Kit, his softening cock still locked deep in the cubs booty. The little bear hugged him tightly, kissed him tenderly on the nose and whispered: "Thanks, papa bear." Silent applaud sounded from the twilight. Rebecca stepped into the light, shoved her skirt back over her legs and licked her slimy wet fingers. "Bravo," she said in honest approval, "I'm convinced; as long as it stays like this, and Kit really wants it, you two can go on as far as I´m concerned. But if anyone catches you, I didn't know anything. And Baloo, perhaps now you can stop buying hookers for your money." The grey bear looked smilingly down on Kit, licked fondly over the cubs cheek and sighed: "I promise."
Some days later: "Ah, there they are," Rebecca though as she heard the familiar motor sounds outside. The deep humming hadn't even stopped as the door was ripped open and the young navigator stormed the office. "Miss Cunningham, excuse me, but it's really urgent." Rebecca nodded smiling to the bathroom door. "Go on, I have prepared everything already." The young bear dashed into the bathroom without closing the door. Wet bubbling sounds appeared. Beccy waited behind the doorframe till the toilet was flushed. "May I?" "Sure," Kit winked her inside. He hung water filled rubber bag high on a hook in the shower, and inspected the tube that came from it. "Its a new tip." Rebecca said "I have changed it after I used it." "Oh, you got a date?" Kit asked while he tried not to stick himself with the pointy end of the tube. "Yes, and it could get late. Wait, I'll help you." Rebecca took the tube from his hand, wetted it again with her tongue and brought it back between Kits waiting spread buttocks. The boy's well trained anus took the cone without a problem and hold it good. The bearess opened the lock on the tube. "Uh!" the cub giggled as the water entered him "Cooler than I expected." "Your little tushy can take something cool for a change," Beccy said with a snippy grin. "Do you really... like it? To hold in the sauce all the time, I mean." "Mhmm, It´s fun," Kit moaned satisfied. "I like to imagine, that all the teeny tiny Baloo sperms swim around in me, looking for an egg they will never find. It gets me jiggly all over. Just getting them out, that's always a little bit messy. Why, do you wanna try it?" "Perhaps" Rebecca looked over the young bear and further discussed with him while he enjoyed his enema. They talked about her date, how far she would go, if she should wear panties and so on. It was a strange relief to have someone she could so freely talk about sex with. "At least..." she thought for herself "...there can't come anything worst with Molly."