Cosmic Plaything
"Albert, you ren da dianhua gei ni. Ta de mingzi shi Jeff zai mei guo."
Puzzled, Albert took the phone from his friend and put it to his large, rounded ear. "Ni hao?"
"Albert, speak English."
"Tarn? Your real name is Jeff?"
"That's not important Albert. Look... uhm.. I might have gone into your room."
"You jin qu wo de fang jian?!"
"English Albert! Speak English, or I will come down there and do things to you that I can only describe as extremely undiplomatic."
Albert sighed, regaining his usual composure. He turned, resting his back against the wall and closing his eyes, head tilted up. "What were you doing in my room?"
"Look... I went into your room and just wanted to look around. I saw a statue of a little masturbating rat. I picked it up and... I may have broken it. What was it? Something important."
Albert sighed. "No, just something I got in China Town when Xander and I went into the city last summer. It..." He sighed. "Why did you have to touch it? Xander bought it for me."
"I'm sorry Albert, I'll buy you another one. I just need to know, is there something... special about it? Was it cursed or anything?"
Albert looked to the phone, one brow raised and the opposite eye squinting in a sign of confusion. "No, it's just a little thing Xander got me. Why? What do you think I keep in my room?"
"Thanks for nothing, rodent."
Tarn slammed the phone on the receiver. Unsatisfied, he picked the phone up and slammed it again, and again, until suddenly the receiver broke off its mount on the wall and fell to the ground. Tarn stomped it furiously, before kicking it into a corner and stomping to his room, where his detached penis was resting on a pillow.
Three days ago, Xander and Sadie finally came back from their camping trip. Sadie casually tossed the dildo onto Tarn's bed. She scribbled a thank you note and an apology, and taped it to the dildo's head. It could have been worse, he figured. She could have stapled the note on.
Tarn had managed to keep everyone unaware of his little... problem. Telling Xander or Sadie would just make them feel awful about all they had put him through. Telling someone like Irwin or Yolanda would just cause them to grow so fascinated by the dildo they would probably steal it in the night. Not like anyone could help anyway. Not like Albert could, which meant he was totally fucked.
Tarn stroked the dildo, his detached penis, very gently as he sat down on the bed. The wow factor of it had long passed, succumbing to a constant sense of worry and fear, especially after what Xander and Sadie had inadvertently put him through. He had gone into Albert's room, and accidentally broken one of Albert's statues. That had to be the cause of all that had happened. And since, right about now he was willing to try anything; he left his room and headed for Albert's.
Tarn pushed a chair up against the shelf, and climbed onto it, quickly spotting the statue of the masturbating rat. He scooped it up, and then carefully picked up the broken penis between two fingers. He sat down at Albert's desk, and checked the draws, at last finding some glue. Dabbing the sticky white against the penis' base, he very carefully placed it against the statue's crotch (making sure it wasn't upside down.) He applied pressure for several minutes, and then eased his hand back. He used a Q-Tip Albert probably used to clean his large ears to dab any excess glue from around the base, and then looked the statue over. There was still an ugly crack at the statue's crotch, showing where the erection had snapped off, but it was something. Holding the statue with the care he would a baby, Tarn walked back to the shelf, and very carefully climbed onto the chair. Holding the statue around the shoulders (a thicker part of it,) he placed the statue back where he had found it, and then slowly leaned back. He gave a sigh of relief, and then turned to leap off the chair. Maybe if he put his penis against his crotch, it would somehow heal. Yeah... that made lots of sense.
As he landed on the ground, the room shook just a bit, and Tarn suddenly heard something hit the ground behind him. His heart leapt into his throat, and although some part of him was terrified of turning around and seeing the statue shattered into pieces, eventually he forced himself to turn and look behind him. He gave a long sigh of relief.
It had just been a little plush toy that fell off one of the high shelves, something that Ophelia had bought Albert for his birthday last year. It was, simply put, a little plush toy version of Albert the rat, sharing his fur pattern and his sapphire eyes and his ugly brown nose and furless tail. Tarn squatted and picked the doll up, looking it over briefly, before growing bored. He was terrified of touching the shelf any more than he had to, and settled for simply tossing the plush toy onto Albert's bed. He felt better now. Why hadn't he glued the statue in the first place?
It was in the hallway that he started to feel the first hints of oddness. He felt just a little dizzy, just a little shaky, and found it prudent to brace himself against the wall until the woozy spell passed. When it finally did, he continued to his bedroom, and quickly pulled off his pants and shirt. Then he lay down, and gripping his detached penis tight, he placed it against his furless groin and waited for something to happen.
XXX
"Tarn?" Ophelia asked, knocking on his door. "Tarn, are you asleep?" She spent a moment toying with one of her large ears, before trying the door. The door wasn't locked, and the knob turned without much resistance, so Ophelia opened the door a crack and peeked her head inside. "Tarn?" she asked again. "Are you here? I didn't see you leave."
She didn't see Tarn, and it wasn't like he was a small wolf or the room was so gigantic he could be hiding in one of the corners. She stepped inside, and looked around. When she came upon the mirror, she did what she always did, and made sure her fur was properly groomed and her ears were hanging just the right amount, and her dress was free of wrinkles. Ophelia was a beautiful rabbit, there were few who could deny that. Her fur was a rare shade of auburn, and so meticulously groomed every day, it practically glowed. The exception was her russet hair, which was worn to her shoulders and a large russet spot over her right eye. She was curvy and shapely, with large, plump breasts and wide, distinctly womanly hips, and her figure was augmented with the purple dress she was presently wearing. She couldn't resist making sure that she looked her best whenever she passed a mirror, and satisfied with herself, she resumed looking around the room. Eventually, her eyes happened upon the bed, and the large dildo that was sitting on it.
"Oh yes, Sadie told me about this. She said she gave Xander quite a party with it." Ophelia picked it up with her small hands, and looked it over. She dropped it in fright when she felt an almost real pulse throbbing through the latex skin, reacting to her touch, but then smiled and picked it up again. "The craftsmanship is incredible. This would really make the slumber party much more interesting... and I'm sure Tarn wouldn't mind..." She smiled, and then looked down at the bed once more, this time her eyes happened upon an adorable plushy that looked remarkably like Tarn. She set the dildo down, trading it for the plush doll. It had the same black fur as Tarn, and the same white spot over its right eye, and the same white underbelly and the same red Mohawk. She leaned down and very gently kissed the plush doll's belly, then brought her lips higher, and touched them to the doll's adorable button nose. She smiled at it. "Well, it's supposed to be a girls-only party, but I don't think anyone would object to someone as cute as you, now would they?"
She held the plush doll against her chest like she might a baby, its nose cutely between her breasts, and then reached for the dildo. It was probably just her mind, but it seemed to have grown harder, and the pulse increased significantly. It was probably just how the dildo was programed, and it was going through its cycle. She wrapped it in a pillow case, before she walked to the living room where everyone else was waiting for her.
"Tarn gone?" Sadie asked, sitting in the large green chair that was normally reserved for Xander's rump. Her head was resting over one arm of the chair, her feet resting over the other. She was wearing a white tank top and a pair of red pants, like she always did. Yolanda the horse was sitting on the couch. Yolanda was, by far, the largest girl in the room, and the largest person who lived in the apartment. She was taller than Tarn even, but only by a lone inch. Her fur was black, and her hair was silver, and she was presently wearing a pair of orange pants, cut off high on the thigh, and an orange midriff that barely kept her ample cleavage under control.
Compared to them, Ophelia looked even better, because both of them were lacking something important. Sure, Yolanda's breasts were of an impressive dimension, but for a horse, her hips were almost comically narrow and her ass was somewhat flat. And Sadie had shapely and firm buttocks, but had the chest of a prepubescent boy. Not to mention, neither of the girls were that concerned with their appearance. Sadie's fur never glowed like Ophelia's did, and Yolanda's hair was often knotted and dirty. Ophelia had the whole package, and took no small amount of pride in that fact, how utterly stunning she did look.
"Anyone remember Tarn getting this?" Ophelia asked, holding out the plush doll.
"He buys the weirdest shit," Yolanda muttered.
Ophelia placed the plush doll down on the coffee table, no longer interested in it, and sat down beside it. "Boys are gone, right?"
Sadie nodded this time. "Irwin is at the batting cage, and Xander is at a horror movie marathon at the theatre."
Ophelia looked to Yolanda. "And Albert is still in China. How are you doing, Yo?"
"Horny," the horse said. "I'm about one more sleepless night from sneaking into Xander's room and convincing him it's all just a dream. That'll work right? He is pretty stupid."
Sadie glared at the horse, who seemed oblivious to whatever anger was aimed at her. Yolanda and Sadie did not like each other. Ophelia was still surprised she had managed to convince both to spend a night in the same room. Ophelia reached into the pillow case she had been carrying, and slowly unveiled the dildo's impressive dimensions to the horse. "I think this might help."
Yolanda snatched it up quickly, gripping it and squeezing it, as if she had never seen a penis in her life. She turned it over again and again, eyes taking in every inch of it, and then brought it up to her large, wet nose and sniffed it several times, neighing softly at the pleasant smells.
"Jeez girl. Calm down. Albert has only been gone, like... a week."
"The last time I was without sex for a week, was the week before I started having sex. I was 12. It was awful!"
Sadie rolled her eyes. "How does a horse and a rat do it exactly? He ever got lost down there? Have his hips ever just turned to dust?"
"How do you and the mutt do it? I'm surprised he hasn't torn you apart yet."
Ophelia rolled her eyes, sighing. There was going to be a lot of that, throughout the night. In the front of the apartment, the doorbell rang. Ophelia was going to get it, but afraid of what the lioness and horse would do without her presence, she asked if Sadie would go get it. With a huff, she did, leaving the comfortable green chair and disappearing from the room. A few moments later, she came back with Skyla in tow.
Skyla was a lizard, the exact breed, Ophelia was not sure. Maybe later she would ask Sadie if the question was still on her mind. Skyla was dark green-blue in color, and had a vaguely aquatic appearance. Her body was sprinkled with cute yellow specks that somehow signified her gender, which was good, because her body was horrifically androgynous. Sure, Yolanda did not have much in the hip department, and Sadie was as flat chested as they came, but at least they compensated in other ways, and there would never be any doubt of what gender they were. But with Skyla, it was difficult to tell. Skyla was taller than Sadie, but then, who wasn't? She gave Sadie a comical squeeze on the buttocks when they came into the room, causing the feline to jump and hiss.
Sadie was going to take her place in Xander's chair, but Yolanda was already lounging in it. She took an angry step towards the horse, before Ophelia placed a hand on her shoulder. Sadie grumbled something to herself and was going to sit on the couch, but Skyla had slipped onto it and was now lounging wide enough there was no room even for Sadie. Huffing loudly, she looked to the coffee table, and spotted the plush toy. Preferable to sitting on the cold wood, she lifted her tail and sat down upon it, her ample posterior smothering the small doll almost completely. It wasn't really comfortable, but she didn't want to give Yolanda the satisfaction, so she simply ground her rump down again and again, trying to make it better. Finally, she was forced to stand up, but passed it off as going into the kitchen to fetch the wine.
"This thing is amazing," Yolanda said, still inspecting the dildo. "It's getting warmer and warmer, and harder and harder." She gave it a soft squeeze, and was surprised to see a dribble of white ooze out of the carefully sculpted slit. She leaned down, sniffing it softly, and then gave it a little lick. "You want to see it, Skyla?"
"Don't you know? Skyla is a big old dyke," Sadie said, coming back in.
"I'm not 100%," Skyla corrected. "Maybe... 90/10. Doesn't mean I can't enjoy something shoved up my twat, though. But this... I like this..." She snatched the plush doll off the table before Sadie could sit on it again, and let it sit in her lap. "Short, adorable, really quiet. Reminds me of someone else I know." She smiled down at the plush doll, and then leaned forward and gave it a very gentle lick over the face. "Cute little fella, this one is. Do you like me, little plushy? Yeah, I bet you do." She gave it another kiss, very softly brushing her lips against the toy's muzzle.
"Dare you to go to town on it," Sadie said, taking a sip of red wine.
Skyla looked to her, before smiling, and held the plush toy under the arms. One of her hands very slowly slid down the doll's chest, tracing it with a nail, until she arrived at its seat and gave it a very careful squeeze over the groin. Her tongue continued to softly lick and nuzzle over the doll's face, until she eased it onto the couch. She hovered over it a moment, before resuming her soft kisses and nuzzles and licks, wrapping her long, serpentine tongue around the extended muzzle in an odd kiss. She eased her tongue down, slowly, over the doll's adorable chest and down to its groin, which she gave several long kisses and licks. Then back to the face, which she kissed and nuzzled, treating the plushy like a breathing mate.
At last she sat back, taking a moment to savor the tingle on her lips, and then looked to Sadie.
"Dare you to go to town on Yolanda," she said with a grin.
"You... can't be serious..."
"She met your dare, and dared you in turn," Ophelia said. "The rules of the dare are quite clear."
Skyla sat cross-legged, and with the plush doll sitting comfortably in her lap. She occasionally gave it soft squeezes or nuzzles. To assure she did not miss a moment of the show, she only blinked her second, transparent eyelids.
Sadie drank down her glass of wine, poured herself another and drank that as well in several lewd gulps. "I'm going to get you for this," she muttered to the lizard, before approaching the horse, who was actually grinning quite wide.
Compared to almost anyone, Sadie was small, but compared to Yolanda, she was practically a midget. Over a foot separated the lioness from the horse, and she found she actually had to climb into Yolanda's lap just to reach her face. She eased her hands forward, and very gently braced herself on Yolanda's shoulders. She pressed her lips to hers slowly, holding it, as one of her claws descended, and caught on the collar of Yolanda's midriff. Distracted by the kiss, Yolanda did not notice as one of Sadie's claws was slowly cut down the shirt, fabric yielding without resistance to the sharp claw. When the claw had reached the middle, the weight of Yolanda's breasts caused the shirt to tear down the rest of the way, and Sadie quickly leaned back. "You want me to do this, I'm going to do it right. Ophelia, give me the dildo."
The rabbit quickly handed her the sex toy, which was already dribbling profusely. Sadie pulled a small lever inside the arm chair, and caused it to recline back. Sitting on Yolanda's crotch now, Sadie undid the horse's bra, and placed the dildo carefully between the two enormous mounds of flesh and fat. She squeezed them together very slowly, causing a spurt of white to shoot out of the dildo's slit and splash upon the horse's jaw. She massaged and squeezed Yolanda's two breasts, every so often squeezing them tight together, which caused the erection to spurt.
Sadie took the time to pull her tank top off and threw it aside, revealing a pair of cute, perky A-cups. Giving Yolanda's breasts another soft squeeze, she pushed them tightly together as she lowered down, and slowly licked the white cream off Yolanda's chin, before moving to her large, plump lips and slipping her tongue out slowly.
Yolanda's mouth was as massive as one might assume a horse would have. Sadie's tongue was utterly lost in the expansive maw, but continued to explore, occasionally rubbing against one of the horse's cheeks or teeth. Yolanda's hands slowly rose, and wrapped around Sadie, holding her tight, and soon the two hands took hold of Sadie's firm, round buttocks. She gave them several squeezes and pulled them apart slowly, massaging them outside the red jeans. Then, one of Yolanda's large hands slipped into Sadie's pants. Sadie gave a loud hiss, arching her back, as the mammoth finger began to explore. She shivered as one of Yolanda's fingers found its way between her cheeks, and was suddenly poking and prodding carefully against her puckered anus. The dildo, compressed between the two warm, furry bodies and utterly smothered by the mountainous breasts, continued to leak and spurt, seemingly without end. It washed over Yolanda's jaw and dribbled down her thick throat, saturating her fur.
"Stop that," Sadie growled, trying to push away from the horse, but her other arm wrapped around the lioness' back. Her finger continued to squirm between Sadie's cheeks, poking at her anus casually, before it started to slip inside.
"Awe, still sore from the mutt?"
Sadie groaned as the finger pressed inside her. In cat like fashion, she arched her back, feeling the finger press deep. She kept shaking and groaning, growling, as the finger twirled about, tingling her anus which was indeed quite sore. Eventually, Yolanda pulled her hand back slowly, tugging her finger out from between Sadie's large buttocks. Sadie tried to push out of Yolanda's grip, but the horse kept tight to her, refusing to let her leave just yet.
Yolanda looked to Ophelia, then to the plushy Skyla was holding so tight, and then to the dildo still squeezed tight between a pair of horse tits. She pinched the penis around the base and pulled it free, leaving a trail of drying white on the obsidian fur, before she offered the sizeable dildo to Ophelia.
"I dare you to take this in, all the way."
Ophelia smiled, taking the dildo around the middle and sauntering to the couch. She placed the dildo down on the coffee table, glans poking straight to the sky, while making quite a show of peeling off her tight purple dress. She started with the thin spaghetti straps, pulling one and then dropping it so it rested at her bicep, followed by the other. She tugged at the chest, pulling it wide, and then carefully pulled the dress down, allowing her large breasts to spill out. She worked it to her middle. Turning around, so her back was facing both Yolanda and Sadie, she slowly pulled the dress down over her curves, showing her adorable tail, as well as the supple, fleshy lips between her legs, that had a slight purple coloration.
Picking the dildo up, she lay on the couch, her head resting on one of the arms, while her feet rested on the opposite one. She propped her feet up slightly, and let her thighs fall wide apart, exposing more of her slit to the three women, who were all now in position to watch. Both Skyla and Yolanda doubted she was capable of taking in a dildo of such impressive size. Sadie wagered her next two dares against them, and both took the bet. Holding the plush doll in her lap, giving it the occasional squeeze and nuzzle and kiss as if it were alive (or perhaps she was just painfully aroused), she watched very close as Ophelia worked a pair of fingers inside herself very slowly. Irwin's penis was about the size of the dildo, so she had no doubt she would be able to take it inside her, but wanted to put on a good show for the other three girls. She grew aroused very quickly, and when she felt her fingers grow wet, she used that to slicken the fur around her hungry lips. When at last she felt she was ready, she rested the dildo on the arm of the couch, and positioned it so the drooling glans were resting against her slickened entrance. Placing a finger on the dildo's base, she slowly pushed it against her, spreading her legs a little wider apart so the thick glans could go inside. Even though she had taken a similar girth, each night Irwin set her down and spread her, he had to go slow. She wiggled several times, pushing against the arm of the couch, and finding it prudent to lay flat instead of propping her legs up. That allowed her to sit forward a little easier, and apply steady pressure to the base of the dildo.
An audible hiss escaped her lips. A spurt of warm white from the dildo's slit sent a wave of pleasure through her, but she lost her hold on the base and her hand slipped down. It was harder, now that she had to do the work instead of lay beneath a mate and allow him to have his way with her.
"Don't be such a pussy," Sadie muttered, walking towards her. "I took the whole thing in when I was with Xander."
"Doesn't surprise me who is looser," Ophelia muttered, and then attempted to crawl back when Sadie placed her hand on the dildo's base.
"Just relax, bunny," she said. "I know what to do." Ophelia braced herself on the couch's arm, trying to breathe steady, as Sadie began to apply pressure to the dildo's base. She pulled the dildo out very slightly, and then pushed it forward, pulled it out and pushed it forward, stimulating Ophelia in a familiar way. So familiar, in fact, her body began to work, the strong inner muscles of her vagina squeezing and tugging at the dildo, fighting against Sadie when Sadie started to pull it out. "There we go, bunny. You know what to do. Win me a couple more dares."
Inch by inch, the dildo was swallowed up by the purple nethers of the auburn rabbit. Occasionally, Sadie was forced to place a palm on the inside of Ophelia's thigh. She pushed the leg apart very slowly, very gently, and also used the fingers closest to the slit to pull them apart. A hand still on the base, she never stopped pushing the dildo, always working it steadily deeper, sometimes screwing it in, until only about a quarter t was left outside the hot, steaming cavern. "Just a little more," Sadie said, and Ophelia nodded. Sadie placed a hand on Ophelia's belly. There was an odd lump in her otherwise tight, flat navel: the head of the dildo, pushing out from under her hip bone. Sadie kept her hand on the bunny's stomach, as she pressed the dildo slowly forward, although she found it was unneeded. Ophelia's muscles now clenched and tugged at the dildo, bringing it in deeper and deeper, until the widened base prevented it from going any further. Ophelia's body still clenched and tugged, and her head rolled to her side, soft shivers running through her. It was such a strange feeling between her legs. She had taken girths of similar size, but they always had their release and then they started to go soft. But the dildo was different. It could not go soft, and so she had the girth buried between her legs, inflaming her nerves and senses and spurting white inside her. And it would remain hard for all eternity. "This thing is amazing," Ophelia kept whining. "By the stars, this thing is unreal."
"Tarn only buys the best, I guess," Sadie purred. She smiled wide as she looked to Yolanda and Skyla, and licked her lips with her red tongue. She unbuttoned her pants, and allowed them to fall to her ankles. Stepping out of them, she revealed her red panties, the crotch of which was slightly moist. "Yolanda," she said, tracing a slow curve over her thighs. "I dare you to put that tongue of yours to good use. Lay down on the floor."
The horse glared at the lioness, who bounced from foot to foot with impatience. With a heavy push, Yolanda lifted her impressive 6'6" frame off the arm chair and came to stand before Sadie. The height difference was almost comical, and given the size of the horse's breasts, it was difficult for Sadie to even see Yolanda's face. Eventually though, Yolanda lowered to one knee, and placed her arms out behind her. Being a horse, it felt absolutely unnatural to lie on her back like this, which was probably Sadie's intention all along, but she was adamant about not showing Sadie even a hint of weakness. She just bided her time, waiting until her turn came once again.
She felt Sadie's dainty paws on her hips, the pressure slight but still rather painful. Yolanda gasped as Sadie took a step, and one of her paws came to rest on her stomach. Sauntering with each step, Sadie walked over Yolanda's body, until she was standing on her ribs: her paws carefully resting between Yolanda's massive boobs. Sadie turned in a tight half circle, so she was facing the other way, and then lifted her tail into the air. As she bent over and began to squat, her thumbs hooked into her panties, and she started to slide them down her muscular thighs. As she squatted, her cheeks began to pull apart, revealing her crack and the adorable rosebud housed between the two toned mounds. Yolanda groaned as the full weight of Sadie's rump came to rest on her large snout, and Sadie shifted, getting comfortable. "Well, what are you waiting for? Lick."
Skyla watched quite intensely, the sight alluring, but she also felt vaguely alone. She looked to Ophelia, but the rabbit had yet to recover from the dildo's embrace. She looked to the plushy, and gave it a wide smile, before leaning down and planting a very gentle kiss on its lips. "Guess I'm stuck with you."
She retrieved the dildo, and placed the plushy behind her on the table, laying it down on its back. She unzipped her jeans, and dropped them to her ankles, kicking them aside without care. She never bothered with panties, and so her flanks and buttocks were bare as she quickly squatted down, and suddenly smothered the plush doll beneath her ass. If her hips were wider, perhaps she would have smothered the plush doll completely, but for now, its little arms and legs were free of her embrace. Its head, however, was firmly nestled under her tail, and the hard button nose pressed rather pleasantly against her wrinkled anus. She giggled softly when she happened to look down, and see that the doll's crotch was peeking out from between her legs. She leaned back farther, crushing the doll's head (which made its button nose press harder against her vent) but more importantly, exposing the upper slit of her vagina. Positioning the dildo just right, she slowly pressed it up against her quivering lips, sighing blissfully, and giggling as she couldn't help but grind her scaly ass against the doll's face. The dildo was warm and lubricated from its time inside Ophelia. She poked her swelling clitoris with it gentle, giggling softly to herself.
Sadie started to purr as she felt Yolanda's large, thick tongue brush up and down her crack. Whenever the bumpy girth brushed against her anus, pleasant waves of bliss were sent through her. She wiggled her rump down harder, until Yolanda began to push her tongue against pucker, beginning a rim job. Neither the tastes nor the smells were offensive to Yolanda's senses. She lifted her hands and tried to push Sadie away, but that only made Sadie grind down harder. Despite her strength, Sadie had the advantage of leverage, and her hips weren't exactly small. Besides, this was a dare. Grumbling under the feline's shapely rump, she continued her work dutifully, swilling her tongue about, as Sadie reveled in the blissful rub.
She would be lying if she said it wasn't more pleasant than she had expected. She had gotten the idea as simple revenge, but truthfully, it was heavenly how large and thick Yolanda's tongue was, and she felt an odd sense of affection for the horse. Strange as it might have sounded, she wanted to give something back.
Yolanda felt little paws brushing on her belly, and the weight of Sadie's rump lifted off her snout. She lifted her head slightly, propping her upper body on her elbows, and watched as Sadie scooted along. She felt the tickle of Sadie's whiskers on the inside of her thighs as the lioness tilted her head down, and began to softly lick over Yolanda's absolutely massive vagina. So large, in fact, she could press most of her muzzle into the depths, which caused Yolanda to tumble back, shaking. She pushed herself up slowly, adjusting to the raw pleasure the feline was giving her, and carefully gripped Sadie's buttocks. Lifting her slightly, she leaned forward, and resumed her rim job.
Skyla worked the dildo inside her, slowly, but only succeeded in putting a small amount of the glans inside her. She was used to a smaller mate, and the sheer size of the dildo proved quite a lot for her. And yet, just that felt amazing, as did the plush toy trapped beneath her. She pushed the dildo in slowly, gently, and used one finger to stroke the vaginal lips around it. She clenched, groaning, and then spread her legs wide apart, easing the pressure on the dildo. She wiggled more, and then eased up on the plush toy, only to fall back and crush it beneath her. Its snout rammed up against her tail hole, making her breathe hard, and she shoved the dildo deeper. Wetness washed over the dildo suddenly, and the doll's cute groin, soaking into the fur.
Sadie could taste sweet nectar dribbling out of Yolanda's lips, an incentive to work harder. She plunged her tongue as deep as she could, aware it was not far given the depth of the horse's vagina, but she still tried. Meanwhile, Yolanda had plunged her thick, meaty tongue deep into Sadie's bowels, swilling it about and washing the walls with gooey saliva. Her vagina was aching, white cream drooling out of the slit and wetting her thighs. They had silently agreed to a contest: who could last longer, and although Sadie struggled, she soon felt her body betray her when her muscles locked, and heavy warmth dribbled out from between her legs. She collapsed forward, as Yolanda hit her orgasm, and a rush of white flooded the tunnel Sadie's face was buried in. Perhaps she would have drowned in an awful way, but Yolanda pulled her head out before that could happen. It would have been a loving gesture if Yolanda hadn't taken her by the scalp and yanked, which caused a sharp pain to run through Sadie's skull. Sadie was pushed to the side, as Yolanda humped the air, juice spilling onto the floor.
Sadie pushed herself up weakly. She shivered, feeling cold, and climbed into Xander's armchair, reclaiming it as her own. She wrapped herself up in a blanket and relaxed, feeling wonderful.
"What do you want to do next?" Ophelia asked, sitting up, though still clearly fatigued from having the dildo shoved inside her.
Yolanda sat up, and shrugged her muscular shoulders. "Make s'mores?"
Time passed before the four girls found the strength to stand, and headed into the kitchen, leaving the plush toy alone and soiled wherever it had fallen. The dildo, having seemingly run dry, lay on the ground, covered in the scent of the four girls who had used it. Time passed, but eventually, Ophelia came back in, and scooped the doll up into her arms. She was still nude, her nethers still dripping sweet cream and forming a shallow pool on the ground. "Don't think I'd forget about you," she whispered, and held the doll in her arms, its nose nestled between her plump breasts. The dildo, on the floor, started to spurt once again.