A Quick Life Lesson
Continuing with the experimental test with first person perspective I made another quick attempt using what little feedback I got from the other one. Lynn takes home a flirty cock tease for some fun and ends up giving her a little life lesson. Read and review please!
I closed the door behind us with a loud slam; I wasn't really concerned with the noise making seeing as we were both rather drunk. The Bess giggled at the sound as she leaned against the wall for support. I placed my paws on the wall between her head and gave a chuckle as I leaned over and gave her a sloppy kiss. She moaned as she ran her hooves across my sides giving me yet another sign that she wanted to get fucked, or make love I was drunk enough not to really care about the difference.
I broke the kiss and looked over my entertainment for the evening. She was a heifer, no she wasn't fat she was a damn cow. She had long black hair that ran down to the top of her back and had an intentional messy look about it. She wore a deep red halter top that showed off her slightly bulging, brown furred tummy and a short denim skirt obviously meant to attract males her direction. She was an unusual choice for me, she didn't have great curves, was younger then me and was kind of a stuck up bitch but then again she was the one who chose me.
She giggled again as she rested her forehead onto mine, shifting her weight all on me causing me to wrap my arms around her waist and step back trying to support her. She smiled again, wrapping her arms around my head and this time bringing me into a sloppy kiss.
She had been teasing me like this ever since we left the bar; I know the real reason she was letting me take her home was because she had just broken up with some numbskull of a horse who she caught with her room mate, and I figured she was teasing to tell herself she still had the power over males that she had over her rock brained ex. I wasn't the one to be controlled, not by a manipulative bitch like her but I would let her play her games until we got to the bed.
I managed to move her to my couch with out breaking the kiss and flopped her down across the old crusty cushions. She gave another giggle before looking up at me with seductive eyes bringing a hoof down to her crotch then ran it over the denim giving a moan before flashing a knowing smile at me once more. It was then that I drew the damn line, my pants felt like a circus tent and this bitch was just trying to lead me on, hell she might not even want to get laid, so I thought up a plan.
I positioned myself over her on the couch and unbeknownst to her reached into a drawer of the side table and pulled out a condom. Then while leaning into a kiss with the cow my experienced hands broke the package and pulled out the glove. Finally breaking the kiss I brought the package and the condom back over her and placed them on the side table on the other side of the couch. "What was that?" She asked in her drunken haze, trying to act ignorant of my plans, she knew something was up and hoped I was dumb enough to tell her.
"Nothing babe, just lean back, and let me give you what that dumb stud never did," yeah right, he gave it to you all the time and didn't let him get off but once a week probably, frigid cock teasing bitch.
I brought my muzzle under her skirt and quickly realized that she wasn't wearing anything underneath that tiny teasing short denim, no wonder she was grinding up against me so much. It wasn't a bad start to a night I knew I was going to enjoy and I was going to take her along if it was the last thing I did but not before I got what she never gave her horsie.
I brought my nose right up to her walls and gave it a sniff causing her to shiver with pleasure. I followed it up with a quick but all encompassing lick across her outer lips. "Don't tease me now," she moaned. Now I knew what to do for the next hour, note if you are a teasing, dominate, manipulative whore don't come to me looking for rebound, I am good at oral, and I will make your life a series of 'almost.'
After about 45 minutes of teasing, building her up just to the peak and then denying her the full complete experienced I could tell she was getting frustrated, probably not used to a male not getting her off as much as she wanted as long as she wanted. Anyways, as she was about to go off once more she began to bring a paw down to either force me to finish her or finish herself. But due to my quick reflexes and not being both drunk and horney...well drunk horney and being teased for 45 minutes...well not recently being teased for the previous 45 minutes how about that, I grabbed her paw before it reached its destination and pinned it down carefully but firmly against her belly.
At an hour I figured I had given the poor Bess a firm enough lesson in trying to mess with males emotions, and manipulating their sex drive, but I was far from going to let her just take advantage of me. So after I made sure she was going to go over the edge with a paw in her folds I used the other to slip off my pants and boxers and finally putting on the condom. She barely had time to come down off the mountain of her fiery and long awaited orgasm before she got another some what pleasant surprise, feeling my engorged and ready member slip into her delicate folds.
Her eyes shot open in surprise and it was a few minutes of careful and slow sex before she even had the wherewithal to protest. Yet at the point where the thought crossed her mind she had already been in so much pleasure, being sensitive and wet from the lengthy foreplay, her protest came out as more of a discombobulated plea. "What are you...please..."
She wasn't hard to slip in and the minutes before her protest/plea were filled with an amazing feeling. She was rather tight for having a horse cock crammed up there for the last few months, almost as if it had barely been in there 4 times over that time, I wouldn't be surprised if that were the case. But when I heard her protest a moment of lucidity hit me, she was a female, I was a male. As much as I wish I could teach her a lesson about messing with the heads of males this might not have been the best idea, since she could always just claim rape and I would be fucked for life, she was just bitchy enough to do just that too.
I stopped as she spoke and just looked down at the Bess that seemed to be riding high on the pleasure she was experiencing from my skilled fingers, tongue and now malehood. "Please...don't stop...it's been...so long..." She moaned and pleaded from her heart. My moment of terror passed slightly as a thought crossed my mind, most outwardly dominate people in positions I knew were total subs in the sack when they met the right person that is. Maybe I was the first to take charge in the sack, or one of the first at least and she is realizing how much she likes to be out of control. Or she could have just been playing me like a dumb sap with his dick in her and desperately needing to get off at that point.
Thankfully I didn't think about it too long and gave the Bess a reassuring kiss and continuing my thrusting. I worked the Bess as best I could. I made sure she got off a few more times as I continued to plow her fields. She was writhing in passion, loving every thrust that entered her, and begging for my poles return. She obviously hadn't had a good fuck in a while and I was doing my job as the rebound male damn good if I don't say so myself.
As I continued she kept getting wetter and hotter till I thought I was in some sort of magma chamber. She felt great even for a Bess, not many cows had tight sex's simply because they were rather large creatures and built for normally big males. I silently thanked what ever gene that was passed down to her that gave her such a tight slot.
I lasted as long as I could, but her earlier teasing hadn't helped my control so I wasn't able to last quite as long as I could have. I released with a growl, hearing my partner going off in response to my crescendo. I felt my cougar seed shooting into the latex guard and pooling around my male meat. I collapsed over the Bess for a quick moment of respite, both of us drenched in sweat, panting and fully satisfied.
After a few moments of rest I gave the Cow a kiss and pulled out pulling off the full rubber and tossing it into a nearby receptacle. "You planned that didn't you?" She asked, catching me off guard as I turned to the still reclining Bess.
"What do you mean dear?" I asked, trying to act oblivious to her questioning.
She shook her head with a smile, "I'm the first to admit I use males like paper towels, it's always been my problem."
"I don't want to marry you; I just thought that we could enjoy each others company." I said as I lay back down over the bovine.
"And you wanted to make sure that you would enjoy it as much as I did?"
"You said yourself you use men like napkins"
"Paper towels"
"Same difference," I said shifting up and fumbling through my pants for a cigarette. I don't smoke unless I am drunk, frustrated or just got laid, unless of course the person I'm with doesn't smoke, in this case I didn't care. "You saying you didn't enjoy the experience?" I finished as I lit the cigarette with a smug self satisfied smile across my muzzle.
She rolled her eyes, "Well duh I enjoyed it Lynn, I just...well"
"What? Wanted to point out you knew what I was doing? I don't care what you do to dumb males that let you control them. I just wanted to let you know that not all of us are that malleable, so watch who you try to own next time." I smiled the smile I give when I knowingly insult some one. Personally I think everyone needs to be insulted by the truth at least once in their lives. It sucks but it helps, well depending on who you try to help, never do it to someone who you rely on for emotional support and a steady supply of sex, because you will loose both quickly.
She gave a weak smile back and reached into her purse next to the couch, fallen by the side and forgotten when the sex started, and pulled out her own cigarette and lighter. She took a drag before turning to me, still lying down and asked in a o-so girly tone, "You think you could teach me some more in your bed? I bet it'll be better for both our backs."
I smiled as I gave a slight chuckle. She might have been a bitch, but not all bitches suck...well she did later...I mean not all bitches are evil. Needless to say the rest of the evening went much smoother, giving her a night to remember and getting me some much deserved rewards for teaching a life lesson.