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It had been a hectic few months for Cindy. Her husband, Lionel, got a job offer from one of the most prestigious universities in the country, as their astronomy professor was retiring.

Shortly before the move, Cindy gave birth to her sixth child. Her fifth pregnancy in little over four years since she hooked up with her best friend's fifty-three year old father at the age of eighteen. Now she was twenty-two and he was fifty-seven. Between the move and taking care of six children, their hands were full, so much so that when her heat coincided with the move, they had to let it pass them by. Could they have snuck off and gotten a quicky in? Sure, but their breeding sessions were special, more special than their anniversary, as that desire to breed was what brought them together in the first place.

Then, during her next heat, Lionel's new job required him to go to a conference to listen to some presentation relevant to his curriculum, the details of which went over Cindy's head. When he came back, that's when he announced to Cindy that he had booked them a week's stay in a lakeside cabin, just the two of them. The same week her next heat should be occurring.

He had organized it all while off on his conference, while spending nights in his hotel room pent up and making the reservations. Asking his daughter, Brie, if she and Joan, Brie's girlfriend of two years, could watch the kids of the week.

With everything organized, it would just be the two of them and a cabin all to themselves. Lionel had set the dates right on the money, as Cindy felt her heat starting the day they packed the car and hit the road. By the time they got there, her heat was in full swing.

"You know..." Lionel began as he stepped out of the car, walking around to the trunk. "It's been a while since we had a week all to ourselves." He mused as he grabbed a pair of briefcases from the trunk.

Cindy nodded, getting the keys to the cabin out of the glove box. "Last time we had a week to ourselves, I wound up having to have an awkward conversation with my parents, telling them they were going to be grandparents and that I was engaged to a man over twice my age." Cindy retorted, walking towards the cabin, her husband behind her with their luggage. They had packed light of course, no gadgets other than their phones for emergencies, they wouldn't need any extra entertainment and there was a high chance they wouldn't even be leaving the cabin this week.

"Well, this time you should only need to inform them that they are going to be grandparents again." Lionel said with a hearty chuckle, following her inside. He dropped their bags on the ground by the door and that wasn't the only thing hitting the floor. Cindy's thick, heat soaked panties hit the floor, they had kept most of the scent in check during the car ride, but now the smell of a fertile female was already wafting out, the older ursine's nose twitching as it reached him.

The rest of her clothes soon followed, her skirt and shirt. In all her years being married, living under the large dominant bears rules, the feline had found clothes to grow uncomfortable. She grew accustomed to never wearing them, save of course for her collar and the accompanying tag that identified her as Lionel Matthew's property. Without that, she felt truly naked.

"Mmf, I never get tired of seeing your body." Lionel growled out, eyes traveling over the gray-furred tabby's body.

Suddenly, Cindy rushed him, pushing the grizzly back against the cabin door as she violently tugged down his pants.

"Eager to get started? Can't you wait until we get to the bedroom first?" The older male asked, clearly amused.

Cindy shook her head. "No." She stated as she tugged down his boxers, Lionel's slowly hardening cock exposed to her. "I had to go through two heats waiting for this, I need this." She used both hands to heft his member, one at the base and the other at the head, while she leaned in, running her tongue along its sides, planting kisses along the shaft, breathing in the masculine scent of his sweat and musk while her Husband quickly ditched his shirt.

His rotund belly exposed, Cindy couldn't resist reaching up, running her fingers through coarse brown fur.

Lionel groaned out, his cock twitching as it grew harder. Cindy brought her muzzle right up to its tip, salty pre-cum dripping onto her waiting tongue, a musky scent rising from the older bear. Leaning forward, she took the first inches of that shaft, running her tongue around the head expertly, earning gasps and moans from the old bear. It didn't take long for him to grow hard with attention like that and Cindy began to sink deeper, taking him into her throat, a feat she had become quite adept at, even as the pink leather collar around her neck strained at the bulge in her throat.

As she began purring, enjoying the taste of her husband's cock, Lionel reached down. He ran his fingers through her blonde hair. Then, gripping her hair, he pulled her back, away from him. He held her up by the hair, forcing her onto her tip-toes as his other hand came up and wrapped around her neck.

"I think you're starting to forget your place, Kitten." He growled, his grip tightening just enough to cut off her air. "You're more than just my wife... you're my property, my breeding slut, mine to use as I please, when I please." He turned around, still holding onto her neck she shoved her up against the door, hard. "I'm the one in control here."

There he was. There was the man she married, finally coming out to play.

As soon as he let go of her neck, she shuddered and let out a drawn out moan, then shot him a big smile at the rough treatment. "Mmm, yes Poppa Bear, I'm yours, please, knock your kitten up."

Spurred on, her Poppa Bear placed both hands under her ample rear, gripping tightly and hefting her up so that his cock was brushing against her fertile, needy pussy. She wrapped her legs around his waist and he thrust forward, pinning her against the door with his gut and spearing his cock into her depths.

Cindy cried out in ecstasy as she felt her husband inside of her once again, his fat bear cock pushing deep inside, stretching her out, both its length and girth completely filling her. Lionel growled above her as his cock was buried all the way to the hilt, the smaller feline's pussy squeezing his shaft tightly.

His grip on her ass tightened, she was more plump than she had been during their first time, the feline taking on more motherly curves with each passing year, with each subsequent breeding. Lionel didn't care of course, she was always beautiful to him, even more so when she had a plump, pregnant belly.

His hips began rocking back and forth, fucking her tight folds with powerful thrusts that Cindy knew would leave her aching come morning. "Harder." She moaned out.

He acquiesced, increasing his pace and by extension, the force of each thrust. Cindy yowled out, her pussy quivering around his cock. With her pinned and her legs helping support her weight, Lionel let go of her ass with one hand, greedily groping one of her hefty breasts, milk soaking into the fur of his hand as he gave it a hard squeeze. His other hand, still clamped down on her ass, creeped its fingers toward her tail hole, until Cindy felt a digit brush against the tight rear entrance. Without much warning, he pressed his finger inside, soon it was joined by a second, driving deeper inside until she could feel his wedding ring brushing against her asshole.

"Oooh Poppa Bear... I'm so close, you're going to make your kitten cum!" Cindy cried out.

"Already? Gosh, someone has been aching to be bred, haven't they?" Lionel told her, a hint of pride to his grumbly, growling voice.

"Choke me again." She mewled out weakly, her voice shaky, she was right on the edge and trying to hold back.

"Such a naughty kitten." Her Poppa Bear told her, his hand leaving her breast and returning to her throat, squeezing down tightly until her air was cut off, her moans of pleasure turning to gurgles. A sharp whine, stifled, turned to a strained groan as air is unable to escape her mouth to make a sound. Finally she stops holding herself back, her orgasm is intense, her body thrashing as she cums, her pussy clamping down on her husband's thick cock eager for its seed, the walls of her cunt attempting to milk his phallus of every drop of life giving spunk.

Just as the edge of her vision was turning black, Lionel released her throat, she gasped sucking in precious oxygen.

Lionel's thrusts became more frenzied, more erratic, his cock throbbing within her.

"Look what you've done now, Kitten... your tight pussy has me so close. Are you ready to be filled with another child? Used like the baby factory you are?" He growled.

"Yes Poppa Bear, knock me up, put another baby in me!" She cried out in return.

His growl turned to a full blown roar, loud enough that any roaming animals near the cabin should be running for their dens as he slammed his cock deep inside of her, releasing a flood of potent, virile sperm inside of his wifes fertile depths. His plaything. His little breeding slave.

As quickly as his climax arrived, it was gone, leaving them in a shared afterglow, the ursine breathing heavily as he slowly withdrew his cock. There was a wet splash as excess cum leaked from Cindy's used pussy, splattering onto the floor.

Lionel gave a mocked sigh of annoyance. "You just had to be impatient." He said, placing a finger under Cindy's chin as he set her down on her feet. "You made a mess of this nice cabin's floor." He then leaned in, speaking directly into her ear. "Clean it up."

Cindy looked down, seeing a rather large white puddle composed of a mixture of her husband's cum and her own femcum. Slowly, Cindy got down on her hands and knees before it and like a good kitty she leaned her face in, lapping up the viscous fluid. It was salty and bitter but she savored every lick like it was a saucer of cream.

From behind her, she felt Lionel's hands gripping her ass once again, squeezing, massaging. Then, his still hard cock slid between those plump cheeks, grinding the shaft against her tailhole. "Your Poppa Bear isn't done, Kitten." He growled out, his cock leaking a mixutre of cum and pre-cum onto the small of Cindy's back.

He gripped her tail tight, pulling her ass up higher into the air, while bringing his massive footpaw down on her head, forcing Cindy down. The tugging on her tail sent a jolt of pain through her, causing Cindy to yelp while the side of her face was pressed into the sticky mess beneath her, smearing cum into her fur and hair. Then he pressed the tip of his cock against her tight tailhole, pushing it inside.

Cindy groaned out as his cock plunged into the depths of her ass. "Ohh, you normally only use that hole when I'm already pregnant." The feline pointed out through gritted teeth.

"I couldn't resist." Lionel admitted. "I wanted to feel your tight tailhole squeezing my cock again. We have all week to breed you dozens more times."

"Mmf... but it's been so long since you last fucked my ass." Cindy groaned out. "It's not used to how big you are anymore."

"You want me to slow down?" Her Poppa Bear asked.

With his footpaw covering her face, she couldn't see his expression and he couldn't see hers. But she knew he was giving her a condescending grin. From his point of view, Cindy was just a set of holes to be used and knowing that gave the tabby a thrill. She grinned. "Give it to me. As hard as you can." She groaned out.

"That's my Kitten." Lionel growled back as he began to buck his hips, thrusting them back and forth, holding onto her tail for leverage as he began slamming his hips into her plump posterior. His pace was frantic, like a wild animal in a rut. Pleasure and pain intermingled and Cindy was moaning out like a wanton slut, pushed down in such a degrading position, forced to endure the abuse her husband was dishing out to her poor ass, every sting of pain reminding Cindy of the difference in their species, that a tiny feline like her was never meant to take a partner as big as him.

Her whole body trembled, she mewled out whimpers as she reached her climax. Lionel wasn't far behind, his frantic pace taking its toll as he withdrew his cock, blasting his cum all over Cindy's back, getting even more of it in her hair.

Lionel let go of her tail, letting her slump to the floor. "Finish cleaning up this mess and go get yourself cleaned up." He commanded. "I should have lunch ready by then." Like that his tone shifted, the overpowering dominant presence of her Poppa Bear replaced with the cuddly, friendly father figure she had known much of her life. The shift wouldn't last long though, as he began walking off in the direction of the kitchen he was not even bothering to get dressed, they were far from done, this was only the first round of many just today.