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William wasn't the biggest fan of the beach. A fluffed out sheep like himself wasn't quite built for exposure to the sun in the middle of summer. People, especially Violet, his girlfriend, liked to remind him that he was due a visit to the shearer. Almost none of his light brown skin was visible through the snowy jungle of wool he had. Only his hands, feet, and face were left unexposed. The rest was buried under a cloudy blanket of white.

He already felt the sweat coming on when he stood out of the passenger seat of Violet's car. The beach was behind a thinly vegetated sandbank. He could hear the waves crashing on the other side. All he had on were some sunglasses, swim trunks, a red T-shirt, and some sandals. Violet, meanwhile, looked much more ready. Her skin was several shades lighter than William's, pale like milk. That much could be seen thanks to the dearth of wool she kept on herself, at least when compared to her fuzzy lover. The most she kept was a magnificent cascade of purple hair that stormed down her back, reaching all the way to her waist. She was in her bikini. The spring green top covered only a sliver of her breasts, failing to even conceal her nipples poking the fabric. Her thong was no better, it being a slim triangle that barely covered her womanly slit.

Her alabaster skin glowed in the sunlight. A bag full of towels and sunscreen was slung over her shoulder. The straw hat on her head casted a shadow over her blood-red eyes and their horizontal pupils. "Come on!" she said. "Let's hope there's a nice spot left for us." She walked towards the gangway leading over the dune. It was wooden, casted over with a thin layer of sand.

William followed. "Do many people come to this kinda beach?" He was looking around for any signs of people. The parking lot was half filled.

Violet looked over her shoulder at him. Her purple sheep tail flicked about above her rump. The g-string of her thong was invisible inside the deep canyon between her wobbling haunches. "Why? Afraid someone you know might see you?"

"As a matter of fact, yeah."

"Well, don't worry about it. Anyone who sees you, you'll see them too. Nobody's ashamed here. Are you?"

He shook his head. "No."

"Alright then." She came to a stop, letting him get closer to her. She calmly grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss on the temple. Her breast smushed into her collar. He could feel the power of her arm holding him in place. She popped off his head with a mwah. "Don't worry about it, you'll have fun."

He made a cute little smile. "Thanks."

They climbed the stairs to the top of the gangway. That's where William saw the first sign. It was a square, metal plate on a pair of four by fours. The bolts holding in place were rusted. It was painted maroon. The print was big, bold, and white.

MERRINGTON BEACH

CLOTHING OPTIONAL

When he looked back down the gangway he saw the first few beachgoers appear over the dune. There were umbrellas, towels, even a volleyball net where four folks were playing a game. What he didn't see was a single article of clothing on anyone. Before him was a whole beach of people with their asses in the air and their delicates in the open. Clothes were considered a prison at a place like this. Why cover up what God gave you? Why forbid the greater parts of your body the sun's loving heat? At the volleyball court there were two men against two girls. One one side were a pair of dicks flopping wildly with each dive or leap while titties jiggled and bounced just across from them. William couldn't help it, but he could feel his cheeks growing hotter.

Violet had been urging William to visit this place ever since they had heard about it. The free and easy type, it had been on her bucket list. William was less keen. He wasn't so bothered by seeing other people's parts so much as showing off his own. Being naked with Violet was something he was perfectly comfortable with. Being naked with her and other people at the same time? Not so much. Alas, Violet's expert use of puppy eyes and begging broke him, and he agreed to go. Maybe it would be fun. It might end up being a good exercise in self-esteem and being comfortable with his own body.

That proved more hopeful than realistic once he saw the assortment of studs and babes mingling around the beach and in the water. Men confident in the structure of their torsos as well as their endowments stood in the sand, letting their poles hang free in all their impressive weight. There was a veritable mountain range of curvy women lying on their towels, drinking in the sun and exposing their rear-ends to the sky. William found himself wishing that he'd let the wool grow on his face. His cheeks were getting redder by the second.

He followed Violet closely as she headed to an open section of the beach. It was in the very middle part between the dune and the water. People were scattered around them, reading books, watching the waves, and letting their junk get some rays. "Here's a good spot!" Violet declared as she put her bag down and pulled out a towel. She unraveled it with a flourish and laid it out on the sand. After flattening it with her hands she casually knelt upright and untied her top from around her back. It slid down her belly and landed in front of her knees, letting her bosom fall into place with a healthy wobble. Her round, pink nipples stared back at William while she fell onto her butt and slid her thong down her legs and off her feet, rendering herself as naked as the day she was born, spare the hat.

The thong was tossed into the bag like a piece of trash. Her pink cunny and thatch of purple fur that sat above it was in stark contrast to the milky skin around it. She sat cross legged and pulled out the sunscreen, SPF 50.

She noticed him standing there, watching dumbly. "Come on, now. Take it off. Nobody cares. Here." She pulled his towel out and tossed it at his legs. "Put that down and take a load off."

"R-right." He laid out the towel and rubbed it flat. He sat down with a sigh. Here we go. After taking his glasses off he pulled his shirt over his head. His trunk was almost completely covered in wool. Only his beady brown nipples poked through. He stuck his thumbs into the waistband of his trunks. Better to rip the bandaid off. With a quick shove he wiggled them down his legs, joining Violet and everyone else in their nature. The first thing he felt was the brush of air creeping up his buttcrack as he laid back and held his legs above him.

Out flopped his penis, a bubbly rod of brown meat amidst a jungle of soft white. He sat upright and crossed his legs, letting it fall down and remain hidden from everyone else. A quick scan of the surrounding beach revealed that what Violet had said was true: nobody cared. He tried to relax. It's alright. Everyone's naked. You're nothing special. That latter sentiment felt especially true when he saw the many muscled studs hanging out around him. Those guys have a reason to show off. I'm just a sack of potatoes.

Violet caught him looking around. "Hey," she said curtly. "Don't worry about them, alright?"

"Yeah. I'm not," he lied.

"I don't care what anyone else looks like. I just care about you, OK?"

He nodded sharply. "Yeah, yeah. I know."

"Good. You won't look at any pretty girls, will you?"

His heart plummeted. "No!"

Violet grinned. "I'm teasing you. I know you won't," she said, then under her breath added "Not after today." William didn't have time to question it before she laid down on her tummy and grabbed the sunscreen bottle. "Here. Be a good boy and lather me up?"

His face brightened. "Yes ma'am!" He scooted over on his knees and took the bottle. Violet rested her chin on her folded wrists and closed her eyes.

"Make sure you get every part of me," she said flatly. "I don't want sunburn in any awkward places."

William chuckled as he squirted some white goop into his palm. "No ma'am." He swished his hands together, smearing the lotion around, then descended on Violet's back. His hands swirled in broad circles, covering every fragment of her pale skin in an even paler lotion. He massaged her with his fingers, mowing down the column of her back and landing on her pompous buttocks. A goofy smile came across his face as he palmed her buttcheeks and jostled them around like a pair of water balloons. He spread them apart and laid eyes on her pucker. That too got covered in lotion. Was it necessary? Probably not, but he wasn't taking any chances. Violet certainly wasn't complaining.

He shot another dab of lotion onto his palms and rubbed down her thighs. They were thick with muscle, slimming down into taut, powerful calves. He rubbed around her feet before coming up to her arms. They too were strong, far outperforming his. Not that he minded. Every ounce of curve and athleticism she possessed was his to adore and worship. Making sure that all of it was protected from the sun was a luxury on its own, something he took extra time and care to do.

He finished eventually with the back of Violet's neck. "Mmm, thank you," she mumbled. After a minute of letting the lotion dry she flopped onto her back. "Now do this side pleeeeease."

He giggled. "Yes ma'am." Another round of lotion he put on his hands was transferred to her skin. He swept up her curves, massaged her thighs, and lathered her breasts. Her nipples tickled at his palms. He could feel his dick getting hard in his lap. His smile quickly faded now that he had to think unsexy thoughts. Crap. Uhhhh, fishing, baseball, guys named Walter. Old nuns. Really old nuns. Whatever he thought, having his hands all over Violet's sexy body kept his erection growing until finally it was at full staff. He was forced to wrap up quickly and back off of her. "There we go."

She saw him scamper back onto his towel and sit with his legs crossed. He piled his hands back into his lap, hiding his boner. Violet grinned. "Got a little excited, did we?"

He smiled nervously. "Sorry."

"No, no. Don't be. Again, nobody cares." She sat up and grabbed the bottle. "Here. Let me do you."

"Me? Do you have to?" He looked down at himself. "I'm pretty covered up as it is."

"Yeah, but you still have your face and your peen to worry about."

"I can do that myself."

"Yeah? And I could've done my front on my own. Now let me do you."

"Oh... OK." He sat obediently, leaning back and propping himself on his arms to expose his penis.

She spat a dab of lotion onto the tips of her two fingers and brought it to his face. She touched his cheek and swirled it around. He closed his eyes, feeling the hither and thither jerk of her finger that rubbed and moistened his face skin. She swooped up the side of his visor and covered his forehead before coming down to the other cheek. Next was his lips, his nose, then his jowls and chin.

"There we go," she said. "Now here's the fun part.

His eyes opened with a worried expression. "I can do that part too, you know."

"Hush. You rubbed my butt and my boobs, now let me rub your ding-ding."

He looked around to see if anyone heard that. "Yeah. OK."

Violet grinned. "Good boy." She took one more glob of lotion and rubbed it between her hands. She reached into his lap and grabbed his pecker. He tried not to react as a shiver rippled through his body and stiffened his nipples. She held it with both hands like a lever, stroking his modest length up and down before one hand migrated to his balls and lathered it too. "Looks like you got pretty hard down here. You like touching mommy like that?"

His throat shrank in his neck, making it difficult to breathe. He felt his cheeks simmer the lotion on his face. "Yeah," he said quietly, just above a whisper. "I um... couldn't help it."

"Awww, I know you couldn't, my sweet boy. Rubbing mommy's body makes your dick hard."

She said that way too loudly. "Hey! Don't say that! And don't-! Ah! Don't rub it like that!"

"Ohh, mommy's gonna rub it any way she wants." Her grip on his shaft tightened. No longer just covering him in sunscreen, she was outright jerking him off. "Mommy can make you cum right here if she wants."

His heart seized in his chest. Looking around he saw a few people watching. "Violet! People are looking," he hissed.

"Good. I want them to see. Let 'em see how hard your dick gets for me." She slid her grip down his pale and coddled the root. She wagged it back and forth, slapping the inside of his thighs. He tried closing them but was held back by her body. "Does Will get his willy hard for anyone else?"

The confusion and horror was clear across his ruddied face. "What? No! Ah!" His cock throbbed. A bead of precum flew out and landed on his wooly thigh.

She started stroking him again, this time more firmly. His balls rolled in her palm. "Don't lie to me. You've been looking at girls."

"Violet..." Keeping his voice down was becoming difficult. His dick was like a diamond now, demanding more suitable action than just a handjob. The more he whispered, however, the more people around them leaned in to hear. And yes, there were plenty of people paying attention now. "You gotta stop. I wasn't looking at anyone here. I was looking at you. I-"

"No." Her voice cut him off like a guillotine. "I'm not talking about the girls here."

His lip quivered. "Wha-?"

"I'm talking about those naughty websites you've been visiting. Places where you can look at naked girls doing naughty things. Mommy's very disappointed in you."

Nausea gurgled in his gut. "Violet... I visited that place once. I... I was curious. I didn't-"

Silencing him this time as an angry clench of her fist on his balls. He squealed girlishly and retracted his knees defensively. He wasn't going anywhere.

"I don't care how many times you went or how curious you were. You are not allowed to go to places like that. You know you're only allowed to jerk off to mommy."

"Violet, I-"

"I'm sorry?" His nuts grinded in her clutch.

"Ahhh! Mommy! I didn't jerk off! I swear! Ahhh! Please let go, mommy! Ahhh!"

She held her grip for several seconds, glowering up at him with those ruby eyes before finally easing her hold. "Alright. I believe you."

William sighed heavily. A soft but significant ache thrummed in his balls. "Oh, thank you mommy. Thank you."

"Hush. You're not done. You stay here." She sat upright, coming out from between his legs which he closed immediately. She reached into her beach bag. Inside it was a spare towel folded up into a square. She pulled it out and tossed it aside. Beneath it was a black plastic case. She pulled it out and sat it between them.

William recognized it. Dread filled his heart and poured through his veins like molten lead. "Violet," he said. "What's that doing here?"

Violet smiled. "You didn't think I would let you go unpunished, did you?" She laid the case flat on the sand then popped the latches. "No. I'm gonna expose you for the little pervert you are." She opened the lid.

Sitting in the case's foam lining were large electric sheep shears. The handle was a shiny red with black grips. It sprouted a menacing comb of teeth, long and thick. The steel blades glinted in the sun. The switch was a large plastic lever nearly as long as the handle itself. At the base was a lithium battery like he would see on a power tool.

Violet held it up besides a coy smile. "So, are you gonna be a good boy and let me take the rest of those clothes off?" She flicked the lever. It came to life with a ferocious Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz, rattling her hand like a jackhammer. "Or is mommy gonna have to make you take those clothes off?"

If there was anyone who hadn't been watching earlier, they were now. The shears' hum carried a great distance across the beach, something you certainly never encountered in a place like that. The nearby volleyball game came to an abrupt pause. People who were reading turned around in their lounge chairs. Phones were pulled out of bags and directed at the quarreling couple.

William stayed where he was like a deer in headlights. Icy terror had seized his muscles and clenched at his tummy. His penis lost its stiffness immediately, cowering in his lap to hide itself from the growling monster. "V-Violet..." he stammered at last. "Wait. We should-"

But it was too late for negotiation. Violet snapped her arm out and grabbed his ankle. In just one quick yank William was dragged off his towel and onto the sand towards Violet. His eyes broadened as he saw her coy smile change into a maniacal grin leering over him like an evil witch. William pulled his leg, but that only drew him in closer. His strength was nothing compared to hers. The tendons in her forearms bulged with a robotic strength that held him in place.

"Violet!" he yelped. "Wait!"

He tried pushing off with his hand. She parried it with a quick swipe of her arm and grabbed his wrist. He was twirled around on his butt like a top, bringing his back to her. Her legs kicked out then scissored around his midriff. She put him in a headlock, jutting her pointy elbow out from beneath his chin. He grabbed her arm, but could move it nowhere. He was trapped.

"Violet!" he wheezed. "Stop!" Looking out across the beach he saw an entire crowd gathered. People had their phones out, laughing.

"Shhhhhhhhhh," shushed Violet. "Be quiet. Don't struggle. Be a good boy and let mommy take care of you." She swung the shears over into his vision. It whirred in front of his face like a hornet. William followed it with eyes made round by terror. "So, where should we go first?"

"Violet! Don't!"

"Hmmmm, how about your arm? I wanna save your body for last~" She lowered shear to where his hand was latched to her arm. The teeth came for the wool around his wrist and forearm. Real steel met tough fluff.

Bzzzzzz-ZZZZZZZZZZEHHHHH!

William jerked within her grasp as the shear pulled off an entire hunk of wool. She pulled it up like a wad of stuffing out of a pillow, letting it fall down to the sand once it was severed. He felt the hairs pulling on his skin. The part she had cut had only a wispy layer of fur left. He could see the light brown skin beneath it for the first time in ages. Humid, saline air filled the void and chilled him with a shiver.

"Theeeeeeere we go," cooed Violet. "There's the skin I love so much. Let's see more of it~" The shears came back down, hacking up more of his wool and letting it plummet to the sand. The razors would bark and groan with each pull. Bzzzzzz-ZZZZZZEHHHH. Bzzzzzz-ZZZZZZEHHHH. Bzzzzzz-ZZZZZZEHHHH.

William could only watch as more of his arm was exposed to the air. For now she could only reach the topside of his forearm, the bottom part being protected by her body. That didn't mean she wouldn't get to it. For now she focused on what she could reach so that more of his handsome skin could see the daylight.

She took a quick break and held the shears aloft. She killed the buzzing with a flick of the lever. His arm was a shallow prairie of thin white furs that had managed to hold on. Running up his upper arms were runways of cleared skin that ended at his shoulder. "Alright, looking good so far, but we got a lot to get done." She smiled down at him. "I can hold you like this the whole time and we can wrestle, or you can lay in mommy's lap and make things easier for the both of us. What do you say?"

He couldn't say much of anything with her arm so tightly wound around his neck. No, he didn't want to let himself get clipped, but neither was he willing to get choked out for the next half hour or so. He didn't doubt Violet's strength and stamina. Having experienced what she could do in bed, he knew she could've done this all day.

He gulped. "You can let go. I won't run, I swear."

"You promise?"

He nodded as best as he could given the elbow underneath his chin. "Yes mommy."

Her expression softened. "Good boy. I'm letting go now. Don't go anywhere."

He shook his head rapidly. "I won't"

Her arm unraveled from around his neck. Her legs opened around his torso. As promised, he did not bolt. Intensifying the urge to do so, however, was the audience that had gathered to watch him get sheared.

Violet kissed him on the cheek. "Don't worry about them. Let mommy take care of you."

Dignity shattered, he nodded. "Yes mommy."

She sat upright and patted her lap. "Lie down. Get comfy. We're gonna be here a while~" He obediently shuffled around so that he could lie back across her thighs. She hovered the shears above his face and kicked it back to life, making him flinch. Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz! She smiled down at him. "You ready?"

The answer was an emphatic 'no', but that wouldn't have been accepted. He nodded instead. "Yes mommy."

"Good boy." The blades swooped back down to his arm to finish what it had started. More clumps of wool were scraped away, left to float down and never be worn again. She cleared the rest of his arm, leaving it to shine in the sunlight. Next came his shoulder, then his pectoral, and his trap.

Every scrape of the shear was like a buzz of electricity coursing through his body, making him winge. He couldn't squirming his legs. Soft whimpers seeped through his lips. The arm that remained free clutched at the wool on his tummy. It didn't last there for long. Down came the blade onto his trunk. It swept through his chest and stomach like a snowplow, blowing apart every strand and clump of fur to create a wake of scraggly, brown skin. She sliced it across him like a sash, from shoulder to hip. The razor teeth glanced his nipples, making him gasp and shiver. His entire body was starting to quake. His feet curled and scraped into the sand.

Violet, meanwhile, was having the time of her life. "Mmmmm, that's it. That's mommy's good boy. Look at all that pretty boy skin. Mmm. I could just eat you up~" She noticed his pecker getting hard again, no doubt a result of his body feeling like it had been shoved into an outlet. She fingered it with her free hand. "Awwwwwww, is little Willy's willy getting hard again?" The people watching snickered.

William nodded. "Yes..."

"Mmmm, it's OK. We'll do something about that later. For now..." The shears came down his abdomen, taking off more of that angelic wool and exposing more of his boyish tummy. Eventually she was down to his loins where she tore off his pubes and made a soft plain of his pelvis. Strips were taken off of his thighs, then his legs. Leaning over to reach his ankles brought her breasts onto his exposed stomach.

"Ahhh..." It was a moment of comfort amidst the chaos. Feeling her soft bosom grace the skin other than his palm was like touching what had been inside of a cast for several months. It sent another shockwave of shivers throughout his body. His cock flexed. "Ohh..."

Violet saw his penis bounce and heard his retort. She chuckled. "Starting to like it, are we?"

"Yes mommy."

"Good." Off came the last section of wool around his ankles, leaving the top part totally bare. She sat upright. "Alright, now on your belly."

He flopped around, showing off his plump backside and nubby sheep tail. Feeling her bare legs on his stomach was just as exhilarating as feeling her tits. His tail flicked gaily. Soft bleats of joy baa'd from his mouth. More people laughed. He blushed, embarrassed.

"Awww, that's what I like to hear." She went to work clearing his back. He still squirmed and writhed, but no longer out of protest. He relished each scrape of the shears, the buzz of its teeth, and the cool brush of air that followed. His body shook like the tool itself. Precum oozed from his penis. He felt the shears come down his butt, then he really started to shake.

"Ohhh... Huhhh... Ooooh..."

Violet cackled. "Mmmm, I forgot how cute your butt is." She cleaned it eagerly until both of his bubbly mounds were left shining for everyone to admire. She gave one haunch a nice spank, making him yelp. "That's a good boy. I think I'll keep this part of you bare from now on. What do you say?"

He buried his blushing face behind his hands. "Mmmmmmm..."

"Yeah, I think so too." She left his ass to clear the rest of his thighs. By the time the last clump fell off there was a veritable mountain of snowy wool piled around them. It was scratchy and loose, blowing around with every errant breeze that rolled through. The boy it had been attached to was shivering like a leaf, close to orgasming on the feel of wind on his body alone. More baa's eeped from his mouth, a sign of his delight.

Violet patted his rump, jiggling it. "Good boy! Now sit up for mommy. We still got that head to clean up."

He gulped. His voice stuttered. "Y-y-y-yes... M-m-m-m-momm-m-m-m-my." He sniffled and rolled out of her lap. Feeling the sand on his skin was a rude jolt. So was everything else, for that matter. The ocean breeze was like razors on his skin, giving him a bodyful of gooseprickles and making his nipples hard. He sat in front of his mommy and hugged his knees. "Ready."

Violet didn't waste any time. Her hand came down on his scalp and held it there as she dragged the shears up his cranium. It was snowing down his back, collecting between him and Violet. She migrated the shears up his scalp, between his nubby horns which had been hidden underneath his fuzzy canopy. They stood out of a shiny dome, not too far away from where his ears flicked in the wind.

The last bit of wool was gone. The buzzing shears fell silent with a click. He had grown so used to the sound that the resulting silence felt odd. In its wake was the murmur of the crowd, part laughter, part sighs of how adorable it was. William ran his hand over his scalp. Chills zapped down his spine. He couldn't stop rubbing it. He felt the root of his ears and horns for the first time in way too long. His eyes rolled into his head. The feeling was orgasmic. His only regret was not doing this sooner.

Violet hugged him and kissed his cheek. She was so warm, so soft. Her breasts sank into his upper back. "That's mommy's sweet boy. How do you feel?"

He chuckled. "Naked."

"Yeah, you are naked." She let go of him. He heard her rummaging for something else out of the beach bag. Then the crowd went "Ooooooh."

That didn't sound good. He turned twisted around to look. Violet was standing up, fastening something to her beltline. Two more straps went around her thighs, just below the cusp of her buttocks. Standing out from it all was a long, black, strap on dildo.

She was pouring some lube into her hand when she saw his shocked expression. "Oh, don't look so surprised. You should've seen this coming. Gotta remind you who you're allowed to look at."

He gulped. "OK, but... In front of everyone here?"

She nodded grimly. "Mmhmm. Gotta let them know your cute ass is mine." She rubbed the lube between her palms and coated the strap on with it. It squelched and squished audibly just inches away from his face. Once it was nice and lubed she wiped her hands on her thighs and stood akimbo. "Well, you know what to do. Hands and knees."

William just sat there, stuck, unable to really do or say anything. Was this really happening? This was far more egregious than being sheared in front of everyone. Judging by their faces, they didn't mind. Every face he saw urged him to be a good boy and follow her orders. Naked and shivering, he obeyed. With his knees and palms in the sand he presented his backside to her. His fleshy manfruit hung between his thighs. Under the shadow of his haunches Violet could see his pucker wink at him. His face, now somewhat difficult to recognize without a ring of wool around it, peered back at her needily. "I'm ready, mommy."

She smiled proudly. "Good boy." She came down to her knees and parted her legs. One hand pulled his cheek apart while the other grabbed her rod. She aimed at his petite hole and prodded it. William jolted and gasped. She pushed softly, gaping his ring until it swallowed the girth of her pecker.

William shuddered. "Ohhh... Ohhh... Ohhh... Mommy~"

Violet rubbed around his back. "Yes, sweety?"

"It feels good..."

"Mmm, I know it does." Her hips pushed forward, claiming more of his insides until her hips settled on his ass. He enveloped her to the hilt, gasping once she grinded past his spongey boy spot.

"Uhhh! Uhhhh... God... Yes, mommy... Yes..." Precum drooled from his pecker, glopping onto the sand below.

"Good boy~ Keep saying mommy while I fuck you." She pulled back, drawing her shaft from his hole to the very edge before slamming it back. Bap! The flesh of his ass rippled, then again on the following impact. In just a few thrusts she hit a cadence that was heavy and deep. Bap! Bap! Bap! Bap! Bap!

For yards around people could hear his squeals. "Huhhhhh! Ohhhh, mommy! Huhhh! Yes!" His bald head slumped to the sand below. He balled his fists next to his face, hiding the blush that had stained his cheeks. What he couldn't hide were the desperate wails that echoed from beneath him. "Huhhhhhhhh! Oh God! Fuhhh... Yes! Yes..."

Violet leaned into him. Her tremendous backside would swing back and then crash on him with a mighty clench of the glutes. Both his and her flesh wobbled violently. The smacks on his ass were nearly as loud as his girlish voice.

"Mmmmm, that's a good boy. Mmf. Make noise for mommy. Let 'em hear how good mommy's cock feels."

He didn't need to be told. "Huhhhhhh! So... fucking... good! Yes! Ohhhhhhhh! Huhhhhh!" She pounded and pounded him, increasing his joy with every ardent thrust. Combined with the air on his skin and the hoard of eyes watching him get fucked, it felt like he was flying. His voice grew shrill. The pleasure was growing. The inevitable approached. "Oh fuck. Mommy. I'm cumming. Huhhh! Ohhhhh I'm cumming! I'm cumming! Yes! Yes!"

She went harder. BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! "That's it," she huffed. "Cum for mommy. Come on. Cum on this cock for me." BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP! BAP!

"Huhhhh! HUHHHHHH! OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" His orgasm blew through him like a cyclone, shredding his muscles with a bliss so sharp that his entire lower body convulsed. His head whipped back, revealing his contorted face. Globs of pure white spewed from his penis, striking the sand so hard that it made craters. His voice soared, guttural and pathetic. "HUUUUUUEEEEGGHHHUUUUUHHHHH~~~!!!"

Violet slammed down one last time, plowing against his buzzer and holding it there. She held onto his hips until his climax sputtered out onto the sand. A comforting purr rolled through her as she massaged his trembling back. "Mmmm, good boy. That's it. That's nice."

"Huhhh... Huhhh... Huhhh... Mommy..."

"Shhhhh."

"Mommy..."

"Shhhhhhhhhh..." She carefully pulled out of his ass, leaving it a gnarly pink O. Her dick was covered in lube and grime. She unlatched it from her waist and tossed it into the beach bag. William slumped to the sand, groaning weakly. Slime glistened between his cheeks while a pearl of cum sat in the slit of his cock. "Awwww, poor baby. Come here." She grabbed the towel she had used to conceal the shears and dildo so that she could drape it over his back. She looked up at the crowd still gathered around them. "Alright! Show's over. Y'all can leave now."

As the crowd dispersed Violent bundled her lover into a burrito and pulled him over to the towel. Clumps of wool had formed a pile around them. Tiny white puffs were rolling across the beach like rogue tumbleweeds. She laid on her back with him on top of her. He looked like a little gremlin with his smooth skin and exposed horns. He was still trembling in her grasp and panting deeply.

"Muh... Muh... Mom... Mommy..."

She kissed his forehead. "I'm here, sweety."

His eyes fluttered open and saw her smiling down at him. He smiled back. "That... I liked that. That was great."

"Mmmm, good. Didn't I say you'd have fun?"

"Yeah, but not like that."

"Mmm, I'm full of surprises, aren't I?"

"Yeah, you sure are."

"Mmmmm." She kissed his forehead. "I love you, my little nakey sheep."

"Mmmmm," was all he said back, happy to be in his mommy's arms.

THE END