Time for a Change – Part 14
#15 of Time for a Change
Here is the next part in the ongoing series. Hope people enjoy it!
...Fucking him.
Jenny almost glared at Matt. All she could see, all she could think about, was that he was a male and he was not thrusting into her. She almost snarled as she pounced on him, knocking him onto the floor with a thump. She tugged at his clothing, every second he was not filling her pussy was like agony. She ground her hips into his, feeling him stiffen a little even as he tried to calm her.
However, her body was running hot, and her chimera pheromones were addling his senses. Soon his protests were forgotten in a sudden, urgent need to take an active part in this coupling.
Jenny had the easier time freeing him from his clothing. The loose sweatpants Matt had chosen to give his tail some space peeled down to display his arousal. She gripped it in her fingers, stroking the stiff rod even as the lust-clumsy fingers of her other hand tried to get her trousers down. It was a tricky proposition, and it was only with some hard yanking by Matt that they finally busted her button and let her wiggle her trousers over her hips.
Removing her panties, even tearing them off, was too much of a distraction at this stage. Jenny slid them to one side, the material sodden with her honey already. With another bark of delight she sat down sharply, already wet and ready enough to take Matt in a single pass. With that she sat up and began to ride him then and there on the carpet, her head tossed back and eyes glazed with sexual delight.
Matt was not completely content with this situation. Not the sex; within moments he had braced his feet on the floor and was thrusting up into Jenny as if his life depended on it. No, what he was interested in was getting her out of her shirt. Jenny herself did not mind that he was still wearing something on his top; her hands were content to grip his clothing tightly. As he panted and bucked, his new tail shifting underneath him to a comfortable position, he reached up and began tugging Jenny's top open one button at a time.
Soon her breasts were in his hands, her bra tugged out of the way to let them spill into his fingers. She moaned as they were kneaded and squeezed, her tongue lolling a little as she rocked and rolled her hips into Matt's thrusts. Her sinuous, almost coiling movements helped her to ride him like never before, and in the heat of the moment he felt huge, immense, filling her core entirely.
The pair of them began to call louder as they fucked with growing abandon. Matt's loins were slippery with the hot nectar spilling from Jenny's sex. In return she could feel him thrusting up into her, bareback and already twitching with the promise of release. Her mind began to fill with white noise as a stupendous, incomparable orgasm built inside her.
When it burst she almost passed out. She had been leaning further and further back, having moved so far that Matt was unable to grip her bouncing, sweat-sheened breasts any more. Her hips had been thudding down into his a mile a minute, and the pair of them had been yelling, shouting and making deep, animal noises in tandem. She felt his shaft throb, bury into her, and release the seed her pussy was craving. Then, aside from half-remembered memories of desperate kisses and grinding into Matt for every drop of his cum, nothing. Until...