Total pages in book: 74
Estimated words: 69936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69936 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 350(@200wpm)___ 280(@250wpm)___ 233(@300wpm)
I descended onto his shaft, this time much easier to take him deep, and I pumped his cock with my hand and mouth until I felt it swell. He moaned before I felt an explosion in my mouth. A full, powerful, wet load. I swallowed his seed, so satisfied with myself, before realizing he wasn’t finished the way a human might’ve been. He continued to shoot, filling my mouth so that I had to swallow again. And again.
It was a stunning amount of cum, I was sure something to do with him being a Furker. While it surprised me at first, as I adjusted to his release, I relaxed and just enjoyed taking more and more of him in, appreciating the way he was filling my belly, a wicked part of me wondering what it would be like to have him fill my ass with this same load.
Taking as much as I could became an obsession, as though I only existed so that I could be stuffed with his cum. When I felt the stream finally ebb, I found myself still attempting to pump more out of him, despite how full I felt. I was so damn greedy for it, and so disappointed when he said, “That was it, Twink.”
Knowing it was over, I did my best to lap up any that remained on his hard cock, and as I pulled away, a few strands attaching to his cock and my lip told me I’d failed at my job, though I didn’t leave them on their own for long before they were down my throat too.
“So beautiful seeing how hungry you are for me,” he said.
I caught my breath, not realizing I hadn’t breathed enough when I was taking him down. “That was…a lot.”
“Was it?”
“Did you realize you can come that much?”
“I don’t really know what to expect in the form I take until it happens. And I haven’t attempted to explore this sex organ until now.”
“Well, that’s probably ten times what even the most impressive guy in the world can do,” I assured him.
He grinned, that beautiful glint in his eyes hypnotic. It was easy to see, with the talent his body had at attracting me, how he could have effortlessly made any species want to mate with him. ’Cause hell, if I could have his babies, I’d have all of them.
“It seems like it pleased you,” he said, “and that’s the only thing that matters to me.”
He moved close, his lips centimeters from mine before he took my mouth. I almost wanted to pull away, some selfish part of me wanting to make sure he didn’t accidentally take back any of his cum, but it felt so good to have his lips smashed against mine. If this was all part of being a Furker, his body and this chemistry, by design, making me crave him as powerfully as I did, I didn’t really give a fuck. I wanted it.
As his tongue pushed into my mouth, he kept his tentacle firmly around me before lifting me by my thighs with his arms and leaning down to rest me on my back. He enveloped me in his hold once again, and I was shocked. Most of the guys I’d been with, when we were done fucking, just wanted to roll off me and get to bed, but I liked being held close as he continued to pepper me with kisses.
Resting my hand against the scruff of his face, I realized I could have done this all night long. “Don’t let me go, Daddy,” I begged. “Please don’t let me go.”
15
DADDY
I woke in Twink’s bed, both of us naked. My arms and the tentacle he’d played with the night before clung to him, keeping his body close to mine. I’d been nervous how he would respond to my tentacle, but not only did he not mind, he wanted another. He enjoyed them, just like he enjoyed guzzling down my cum as though that was his purpose in life.
My cock was rock hard, as I found it was sometimes after I first woke up. Morning wood, I’d heard it referred to. It settled along the crack of his ass. I was careful not to move too much, worried I might take myself to the end again while he was asleep. Taking deep breaths, I willed my erection down, to no avail. And nearly as soon as I’d given up, Twink rocked his hips, tucking his ass tighter against me. I was startled by the intensity of the sensation it elicited, reminding me of when I was getting close while Twink was blowing me last night. I had to wonder if, at least in part, this was because of what we’d shared.
Mating is a natural bonding experience for Furkers, and for humans too, but I wasn’t prepared for the sensation I felt while shooting into his mouth, which only intensified once he finished swallowing me. I had to restrain a powerful impulse that had nearly overtaken me, but despite my fear of losing control, I mostly mused on his dedication to getting it all in, mixed with the look of pure satisfaction I could see and feel viscerally when he was finished. It was something I needed to stop thinking about while I was pressed up tightly against him, on the edge.