First Night Back
"So yeah, I'm almost home. I just need to pass over a small ridge and I'll be there soon." I said over the phone, making sure it didn't fall as I flew through the afternoon sky.
"Oh and you wait 'till now to tell me you're on ya way!" Gilda's voice snapped back a bit, not that I minded her bite of a tone. I kinda liked it. "Fine, but don't rush yourself. I gotta get ready!"
Gilda then clicked off the phone before I could say 'I love you', not that she ever let me say it to her aloud. Gilda and I started dating roughly a year ago and it was a little dicey in the beginning. Being accepted into Hurricane Academy for Exceptional Flyers didn't help much either, as the facility was back in Cloudsdale and Griffonstone was not a stone's throw from there. Lucky for me though, my semester just ended and I was now in Spring Break, and I had no plan to stay at the Academy for my break.
I didn't care that Griffonstone was more than a ten hour flight from Cloudsdale, I was going to spend my Spring Break with Gilda. That and I loved flying long distances, the feeling of the breeze on my grey feathers and white hair. Soon enough I saw Griffonstone on the horizon. Less than an hour now. I wonder what Gilda was planning? Well I would find out soon enough. Not wanting to keep her waiting, I pushed the wind along my black wings, creating a small burst, rocketing me through the sky, increasing my flight speed.
It was less than twenty minutes before I finally arrived at my house. It was a lovely home, or at least I think so. The wood wasn't as rotted through as most of the other houses in the city and the straw base was still fresh and without much bugs. Knocking on the door, I waiting in anticipation for what Gilda had planned for me. Before she came to the door, I quickly looked myself over. All I had on was my school uniform; a simple dark blue shirt and pants. I was more amazed the Academy offered uniforms that suited both Pegasi and Griffons. Just then, i head a talon at the door.
"If this ain't Eclipse, you can piss off!" Gilda called through the door.
"It’s me!" I called her, causing Gilda to almost tear the locks off the door, opening it. And what I was, maybe my jaw drop and something to rise in attention.
Gilda was definitely not wearing her normal attire, oh no, she was in something much much better. Started from her hips up, Gilda's luscious hips were just wearing a purple pair of panties that looked more like a thong with how it curved up her hips. Her puffy camel toe was almost visible. As my eyes moved up, I was almost knocked on my rear when I saw those beautiful, massive breasts of hers, just barely being held in by that too small white tank top. The shirt was so small on her body, I not only saw almost the full lower half of her mounds but the perks of her nipples sticking out through the fabric. The damn thing looked like it was the only thing holding her boobs back, as I noticed she had no bra.
"You gonna stand there all night, or you comin' in?" Gilda offered, walking back in the house.
Not wanting to waste time, I went in the house as if my tail feather was on fire. Normally, I would take this opportunity to just jump on my mate and give those soft cushions some lovin', but I wanted to wait. I've waited all semester to see Gilda again, I can last until after dinner. The meal was actually quite elegant, at least compared to what Gilda normally cooks. I didn't see a burnt mark or anything. Guess Gilda really missed me. Then I felt a certain soft leg paw rub against my more sensitive and harder regions.
"If you don't finish, then no dessert." Gilda said in a tone that others might find awkward but to me, it was her cute teasing voice.
"Now you're just teasing." I choked on the meal, knocking at my chest to get that gulp down.
"Oh no, what we're gonna do this week is teasing." Gilda winked, putting a picture on the table.
All the blood left my skull when I saw the picture. It was Gilda, but she was wearing a bikini, but not just some run of the mill bikini. No no no; it was tighter, smaller, and pushed up her boobs in such a tempting manner. It was a dark shade of brown in color, almost blending into her body. I almost struggled not thinking she was actually naked. The bikini was clearly not made to be worn on the beach. I could see Gilda's perky nipples poking through the fabric. This cloth item was just barely legal.
"So what do you think?" Gilda asked. I couldn't talk, I was still stunned by how sexy she looked in the swimwear. "Because I was thinking we can hit the beach sometime this week. But for now, how about you finish your dinner."
I almost chocked on how much I was shoving down my throat. The meat almost fell off the bone, the sauce was tangy and mildly spicy. Even the steamed vegetables were actually steamed and not squishy and boiled. I was very impressed with how much effort Gilda put in the meal. It wasn't long until the food was gone. Now for the dessert.
"Before your treat." Gilda teased. "Why don't you put the dishes away?"
I couldn't resist. My growing arousal knocked a bit against the table as I lifted myself up too quickly. Grabbing the dishes, I brought them to the sink as fast as my legs could move, only to feel a sudden, soft pressure on my groin. Looking down, I saw Gilda's talon caressing my bulge, making it become harder against my pants. Before I could turn around, or more accurately before giving me a chance to turn around, Gilda was rubbing with more force and pressure, the feeling of her touch against me after so long caught me dead in my tracks. I was concentrating so much on not busting a load that i didn't notice Gilda had already fished out my eleven inch knotted cock out of my unzipped pants. Switching from a rubbing to a stroking, Gilda increased her speed and grip around my shaft. I tried to speak but all that came out was a whimpering moan.
"Did you miss me that much?" Gilda teased, gently nipping the back of my neck, I could tell she had already lifted her shirt; her bare chest cushioned my back. "Maybe you want to take hold of these?"
I couldn't fight back. But right before I was ready to burst, the pressure of her bosom was lifted off me. Seizing my opportunity, I turned around, only to have my head shoved between the soft masses that were Gilda's H cups. The feeling, as soft and caring as it was, was also hard to breathe in. Thankfully, Gilda moved her loving rack southwards.
"Oh and what is this?" Gilda teased, guiding my cock between her huge boobs. "A little snack after dinner?"
Slowly at first, Gilda moved her breasts up and down, gently rubbing my shaft. Worst yet, she even kept her shirt on as she gave her tit fuck. She KNEW that was my weakness. I was not gonna last much longer. I saw her eyes look at me with a sensual stare. She not only knew I was turned on by this, but she wanted to keep my torture going. Her mouth moved close to my twitching cockhead but stopped short of it. I felt her breath kissing my head. If she put her mouth on that, I swear I was going to blow my load all over her.
'Closer...closer...' I thought to myself as Gilda's mouth became closer to my cock. 'Just a little more...' I was tempted to simply shove her mouth on me.
"You want me to suck it don't ya?" Gilda teased me some more, rubbing my cock between her boobs faster and tighter. Her boobs were becoming slick with my precum. "Then beg for it, tell me how much you want it."
I cringed at the idea of begging. I wanted to blow my load, she knew I wanted to. But begging, this was going to be tough. "Let me cum."
"What was that?" Gilda teased, I felt her breath on my cockhead again.
"I want to cum, just let me-"
I wasn't even allowed to finish my sentence before my strength gave out. The last semester worth of tension erupted out of me all over Gilda's face, coating it white and sticky. Her breasts fared no better as they were glazed like warm and wet cinnamon rolls. And hottest of all, her shirt, though white in color from the beginning, was now even whiter and I could see my cum slick and slide off of it. The sight of her coated in my long awaited spunk caused me to shoot out a second rope of cum; this time getting her hair a new streak of white.
"I said not to blow until you begged!" Gilda snapped a bit, grabbing my half hard shaft. I knew she wasn't too pissed, but more upset she didn't hear me fully beg, which was a save for me. "And now I have to shower!"
Getting up, Gilda threw her shirt off of her body; her massive and tempting breasts bounced free. The sight of my cum covering them was enough to get me near hard again. With skill, she was able to toss it down the hall and in the hamper that stood open outside the bathroom. Grabbing the collar of my shirt, Gilda pulled me close; my shirt was begin used to wipe cum off her body a little. "And you're gonna join me." No way was I going to complain.
The bathroom looked about the same as when I left for college. Simple in design, well suited for two griffons living together. But the way the bathroom looked wasn't what I really was looking at. Gilda bending over and taking off her thong-like underwear is what caught my attention. I could see the faintest slit of her pink pussy.
"You gonna stare or join me?" Gilda said with a shake of her rear. Getting in the shower, and turning on the water. "Well...hurry up!"
I don't even remember taking off my cloths. I was dressed, then next thing I knew, I was naked in the shower, looking at my hot mate rubbing soapy suds on her hot boobs. The suds ran down her body, covering her nipples and areolas, her mid-section in a stream down to her belly button, and then over her clit and pussy area. It was as if she was wearing a perverted bikini make of suds. And I wanted to wipe them away to get at her naughty parts.
Needless to say, I didn't hold back anymore. Driven by pure impulse, I lunged at Gilda's boobs like a wild animal. My mouth found their way to one breast, my tongue teased her hard nipple; all awhile, one talon was teasing and groping the other breast, and my free talon was now two fingers deep in Gilda's wet pussy. I felt her heartbeat in my mouth, and her sultry moans only mused me to go harder and faster. Despite the warm water on my body, I could feel my arm being soaked in warm pussy juices. Gilda always talked big, but once I got a good feel of her g-spot, she was a ten second girl. Found it!
10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1!
Pulling her head back and letting out a loud moan and near scream of pleasure, Gilda creamed all over my talon with her pussy juices. But weirder was her breast. My other hand was the first to feel it; then a second later, I felt it in my mouth. It was down my throat before I realized what I was swallowing...milk?! Gilda was lactating?! When did this? She shouldn't be making milk! Only moving my eyes upwards at her, I looked Gilda straight in the eye. I didn't want to throw accusations, but she wasn't lactating when we did it a few months ago, and there was no way she would be pregnant without me knowing.
"Don't give me that look." Gilda moaned. As she tried answering, I was still fingering her sensitive and tight pussy; now three fingers in and knuckle deep in there. "With how big these things are, I knew how much you wanted me to lactate. So I went and got a potion to make milk." Then she leaned in to whisper in my ear. "But.I.Want.To.Get.Pregnant."
If I pulled my talons out of her any faster, I might have ripped something. That comment got me so hard...I don't even remember what happened next, almost all my blood was pulsing in my cock. All the came next was I had Gilda's body against the tiled wall and slightly lifted off the ground, my tongue and her tongue were kissing, and my cock head was rubbing against her pussy. Then my memory went fuzzy. That is, until the first thrust. The tightness and warmth of her pussy. That was a feel I could and will never forget.
Gilda started panting, wrapping her talons around my back, ready to claw me as my thrusting picked up the pace. Getting a firm grip on her luscious ass, I continued thrusting into my lover. Deeper and faster I went, the shower soon filled with the wet, slapping noises my cock and her pussy were making. The weight of her sexy body only cause her to take more of my cock in, any deeper and the knot was going to get in there. But my focus soon left me when I looked a little lower. Sway up and down in a hypnotic bounce, Gilda's breast were just calling me have another go. But with my hands holding Gilda against the wall, I licked my beak and did the next best thing. I drove my head between those breasts and smothered myself in their soft, wet, comfort. Hard and harder I pumped myself in and out of her wet tightness. My knees began to ache from the strain but for this feeling, the woman I've waiting for all semester; all deal with the strain.
"I have an idea." Gilda whispered in my ear. "How about we....."
I think I might have grown three sizes from that idea. Smiling between her breasts, I pulled my cock out of her and leaning back against the glass door of the shower. Catching my breath, I looked at Gilda getting on her knees, I could still smell the aroma of her arousal. Her juices dripped down the drain. Leaning back against the wall, but remaining on her knees, Gilda took her hands and pushed her breasts together.
"Come on stud." Gilda said winking at me and licking her beak. "Give my tit-pussy a good hard rutting!"
I just grabbed her shoulders, and as I positioned my cock head to be pushed between those sexy mounds of wet feathers and fur, I could feel I was going to cum again soon. I only hoped I could last long enough to really enjoy this. One...Two...THRUST. The first thrust between her boob-pussy was tight. It was possibly tighter than her pussy. I felt the crushing pressure of her soft breasts almost coil and collide around my cock shaft. As I continued my assault of her tit-pussy, I was half afraid I could get a friction burn of something. But thanks to the steamy water and her stick sticky love juices, my slick cock slid between those beautiful breasts with ease.
"How...does it...feel?" I asked Gilda, tilting my head back a bit as I kept thrusting.
"It feels kinda weird." Gilda blushed, licking her beak and keeping her hungry eyes on my cock's motion. "It feels almost as if your cock was inside me again."
"Well I'm about to blow again." I panted.
"Again already?" Gilda pouted, then teased with a smirked. "Hehe, are my tits just too much for my BIG bird?"
"Keep talkin' like that, and I'll show you how much this 'Big Bird' can give ya." I grunted, getting ready to fire my net round.
Opening her mouth, and dangling her tongue out to catch my shot, without talking, Gilda was telling me to open fire. And that's what i did. In one more hard and deep thrust between her breasts, my shot exploded within her cleavage, splattering her stomach and spraying most of her chin and lower part of her mouth. Thankfully, her tongue was there to catch some of it. I was gonna get hard again with just the sight of her licking up her tits to get at the cum. Her tongue made circles around her nipples, flicking them in a tempting manner. This was definitely gonna be a sleepless night. But for now, my arousal was leaving me as I watched the steamy water wash away my white seed from Gilda's coat. Oh well.
Getting out of the shower first, I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around my waist, hiding my softening cock. Gilda followed out; I tossed her a towel so she could cover herself a bit. But all she did was press the towel against the front of her breast, leaving her bare back exposed for me. Oh she was the cruelest tease in Equestria I swear. But anyway, we left the bathroom, still dripping wet and maybe a yawn came out of one of us, so maybe it was best to call it a night. Despite getting out first, Gilda was the first to leave the bathroom and make it to the bedroom. Naturally I followed and when I got in after her, I saw Gilda was not only already on the bed, but she was spread eagle open and she was gesturing me to come in. That's when my brain shut down and my cock took over all primary functions:
Final Round...FIGHT!
I don't think I jumped on that bed any faster. Not really a jump, more like a pounce with how I flew right to that wet pussy. Grabbing onto her legs, I drove my throbbing member into her wet tightness. Gilda's head arched back groaning, impaled on my member while greedily groping at one of her tits. Her talons paw at the immense, soft tit in her grasp and brush around its nipple repeatedly. I angle myself to get a good grip on her open legs with one talon, and with my other, I reach up to join in Gilda’s fondling of her tremendous tits. They’re just so massive and so... plush that they should droop, but they maintain a perfect, tantalizing shape, even when they’re jiggling and bouncing around during my fucking. Her nipple was in my grip, and I take to rolling the sensitive flesh around between my talons, pinching at the sensitive nipples. I can't help but get harder while hearing Gilda moan like a desperate, cock hungry slut. I have to admit, I loved Gilda begging and moaning. It just made me want to keep thrusting into her.
“Fuck! Yes! Tug my nipple! You’re making me feel like, so fucking good!” Gilda squealed, tossing her hair back.
My talons pinched and tugged harder and harder on those erect nipples. Droplets of milk bled out in small beads. But soon enough small streams of milk was pouring out. Not wanting to put such tasty things to waste, I awkwardly was able to hunch over and get my hungry mouth around one of her areolas, suckling gulps of warm milk down my throat. Every thrust of my cock sent a shiver through her body which sent another stream of milk in my mouth. It was a perpetual motion of fucking and feeding. Harder and harder I was thrusting myself into her body. I could feel her body ripple with each motion, I had to reluctantly move myself away before I was fed to bloatation. I could see how much she loved that little suckling. Her tongue laid out her side in pleasure and her eyes were glazed over with lust.
Her eyes roll back slightly as she moves, beginning to move her own hips faster and faster against me. Her clingy pussy-lips dragged over every sensitive ridge and vein, even my knot before devouring you again in that heat once more. I just can't help but pull on her nipple even harder. This almost got her to squawk a surprised excitement. Gilda was writhing in your grip, twisting this way and that, I just kept pulling harder on her poor abused nipple as her pussy goes wild around me. I could feel her juices drip out over your length and a little under us, forming a small pool of sex as she was hitting her next climax; I even had to move my arm from her leg to her shoulder just to get better support. Her interior clenched wonderfully, convulsing around knotted tool in what can only be the surge of orgasm. Grabbing me, Gilda pulled me into another deep kiss, dropping my chest on her soft embrace. As she kissed me, I could hear, even feel her moaning in my mouth. Her tightness and near convulsing pussy walls milked and milked until my next burst was coming.
"Just mark my insides with your hot jizz!" Gilda moaned, her tongue almost hanging out in a lewd manner.
Well, let me tell you, the look of pure heat and lust in her eyes made me burst again. This was definitely the most I've cum in months. I'm surprised at how much I came today. But looking at that lustful look in Gilda's eye, I was think I had one better round in me. But no way was I going to finish tonight in her begging pussy. No no no. I pulled my cock out with a pop and presented my slick stick to my final target; Gilda's massive breasts.
I grabbed Gilda’s tits in a squeezing grip and pulled her towards me, flicking my thumbs across the griffon’s nipples. She stumbles toward me and purred, “Oh?! So forward! Take me you big sexy griffon. Cover me in your hot spunk!”
I grabbed hold of her nipples and stared at the dazed and heated griffon. She wobbles forward and her massive mounds easily slide to either side my cock, completely engulfing it. Still holding on to her nipples, I pulled them together and completely surround myself in warm, smooth boob meat. The smell of my knotted cock was mere inches from her beak. From her look, the smell seemed to put Gilda in a trance.
“Mhhhmmmmm, that looks nice! Oooh, and it’s already between my fat tits! I just want to taste that cock!” Gilda’s words sounded like she was under some dick-addiction. I nodded and lean back a little; I was feeling quite pleased with how this was working out.
Suddenly, Gilda’s puckered beak was on my cock-head, sucking it softly while her tongue tickles the sensitive slit of my urethra. She pops off for a breath with a lusty look in her eyes and spit drooling from the corner of her mouth to lubricate her tits. Pulling her talons up, she pressed her palms into the heavy weight of her breasts, nearly vanishing from view as she drags them up my full length. It’s enough to make me swoon and flare, growing thicker inside her smothering mounds while she pumped at me with her tits.
Gilda moans in between sucking on my dick-tip, saying, “Mhmm, such a yummy cock! Let my tits milk out all that yummy cum from me cock, okay babe?”
I started pumping my hips. I grab her tits as well, lifting them out of her grip as I begin to fuck them in earnest, my cock cresting through the massive cleavage with each stroke. Gilda smiles, rapidly forgetting her unhappiness at being so thoroughly manhandled, and she returns to worshipping my cock head each time it comes anywhere near her mouth. Spit and drool down her cleavage, and soon my rod looks like a soaking spear of lust, trembling in the pale valleys of my griffon’s mountainous peaks. Closing my eyes, I’m reveling in bliss, utterly satisfied by the surging pleasure of having my cock smothered in pussy juice and spit, while it’s tit-fucking a griffon’s giant breasts.
A breathy voice begs, “Please cum for me... let out all of that fun stuff on my titties and slutty, cock-slurping beak. Paint me with your seed, I wanna be your griffon slut!” Clearly all this lust took away Gilda’s self-respect but no way in Tartarus I was complaining.
One of her talons started to circle under her bouncing, jiggling chest to stroke my mast, jacking me off with the spit, sweat, and pussy juice as lubricants. She was jerking me hard and fast, smearing it all over my balls whenever she needs a break, and I feel my duo of swollen balls growing heavier by the second. My cock started thickening and bloated a bit, a rush of warmth rushing up the base as my internal muscles clench tight, squeezing out a globby rope of jizz. It explodes from my cum-slit, taking Gilda full on the face.
I was just getting started. Gilda smirked and opened her mouth, letting her tongue slide out to taste my load as I launched the next rope, so long it trails from her hair to her chin and so thick it rolls in drops from the side of her face. Gilda was almost humming in delight and squeezed her breasts tight around my dick, the next blast backing up inside me from the pressure. A moment of buildup later, and my seed germinates and blooms over the griffon’s tits, soaking them with spunk.
Droplets of the stuff splatter onto the ground around the both of us, but I just keep coming. In my mind I was having visions of myself knocking up Gilda over and over, my griffon lover mounting me night after night until she was birthing whole colonies of griffons. But then again, I don’t even think I could handle a child but right now, I don’t care about anything but Gilda.
Once the thought passed, I sat back, utterly spent and more than a little parched. Blinking the haze from my eyes, I looked over at Gilda. She was on her back, too exhausted to do anything else, she was soon asleep. Her hair was plastered against her, her boobs were covered in a thick layer of white, and her eyes are closed, held shut by a thick layer of my sperm. She was well and truly bukkaked, drenched in ejaculate, and judging by the expression on her face, she couldn’t be happier. Her breathing only caused her cum soaked tits to slowly lift and lower. The light of the room sparkled faintly off her body, she was dazzling. Maybe I should coat her this much more often. But I would need to hold off for months.
As for me, I was well spent; my cock finally settled and my balls felt smaller and empty. But the hours of none stop sex took its toll on me, I was soon on my back and out like a light. Before the room went black, my final thought went from the love and enjoyment I felt tonight to "Gilda is going to be so pissed when she wakes up."
The following morning, I awoke a few hours before Gilda. I was able to get out of the bed without disrupting her. She was not as white as last night, but she was still a much lighter shade than before. She almost looked like a cinnamon bun with how my dried and sticky layers of cum glazed her. Looking at myself, I was not as bad, only my crotch needed a shower again. Heading into the shower, I let the warm water run over me. My thoughts kept going back to last night. It was the most fun I've had in months and I'm more than certain we were going to do this again tonight. Maybe tomorrow with how much we did before. Just as the water was really relaxing me, I heard the most sexy and eager voice entering the bathroom.
"Room for one more?"