Centaur Sex

One hand firmly clutching Ms. Smith's tight ass, I followed the group into Kimihito's house, motioning for my orc-bros to remain with the limo. As was their wont they'd been about to follow me into paradise with hopeful expressions on their dumb green faces but they obeyed, no doubt about to spend their time waiting jerking it to my porn on their phones like the monster-cucks that they were.

As usual the living room was crowded with the monster girls' bulky forms as they crowded in upon the couches and seats, made more so by the addition of another towering centauress facing off against her daughter in the front of the space. Me, Kuroko, and my mobile sex-puppet Lala lingered near the entrance to the room.

Hands on hips, Kentasa regarded Centorea with a small expectant smile, "Well, child? Where is thy teaser?"

I snorted, hand inside Kuroko's skirt palming her soft ass-cheek as I recalled the pretty-boy humans female centaurs had as designated fluffers for their mating sessions with the brutish male centaurs.

Kimihito had the bad fortune to look embarrassed, no doubt recalling some freaky sex play where he'd been the so called 'teaser' to my big-dicked stud with Cerea. He rubbed the back of his neck, standing close enough to Centorea to give her mother the wrong idea.

"Um... th-the thing is..." he started.

A dark look came over the strong female centaur, a stinkeye by any other name, "What madness is this... Is this lad NOT thy steward?"

Centorea stared at her mother through lidded eyed, "Aye, this one is my steward if anyone would hold that title." Her gaze softened as it fell on me. She stretched out her arm and pointed, "That is the man to whom I have pledged my loyalty to."

Her mother clopped in place slightly, turning to look my way. Eyes moving down my form and back up, to say she looked unimpressed would be a vast understatement.

"Hm." was all she said, turning back to her daughter.

At this point there was a lot of shouting as Kentasa berated Centorea for giving up on their people's customs and Cerea stuck to her guns on that whole serving her one true master who happened to be me shtick. I didn't pay too much attention because I didn't have to. Instead I groped Lala and Kuroko, making out with them. They both had some plush and luscious big titties, Lala in an outfit that was little more than black gauzy lingerie, a see-through garter belt and stockings, her equine sheath decorated with a lacy black flower pouch. Kuroko, of course, wore her ever present black suit jacket but there was no white blouse underneath, her milky white cleavage on display with her neck tie delightfully squeezed within. Her black skirt was absolutely tiny and served to accentuate her leg perched up on those high heels of hers.

Eventually, I decided to intervene and I quietly said, "It's normal for centaur mothers to inspect their daughter's pussies as soon as possible after being apart."

Kentasa wound down her tirade and continued in a calmer voice, "Well we shall continue this test of wills, but first present your rump. Truly, you have turned from our people's proud custom if you dare not provide me my mother's right after so long we part!"

Cerea looked aghast, "Of course not! I merely forgot! I have never once dared to cast aside our traditions!" She spun in place to point her horse-half her mother's way, "My devotion to my lord and master is the truest of centaur ways going back a thousand years, far more than the bare hundreds of the teaser fad!"

"We shall see." intoned Kentsa as she approached her daughter's offered rear, her enormous jugs swaying and clapping together wildly. Without preamble she laid her hands on Centorea's oversized animal ass, rubbing up and down as her daughter's blonde horse's tail rose and curled back over her equine back, revealing the thick hanging lips of her pussy as well as her puffy puckered anus just beneath her raised tail.

Her fingers and hand were all over her daughter's pale pink slit, the human-ish horsey pussy easily twice the size of a normal woman's sex. "This cunt looks like it has been claimed and well-used by a proper phallus. I know no male centaurs have crossed over.... CEREA!, have you been cavorting with the centaurian beasts of this realm?!"

I blinked. It took me a moment to figure out that she was talking about horses. I recalled a M.O.N. powerpoint presentation on the world of centaurs, orcs, gnomes, and imps. In that place, there were no horses. Hence why horses were considered strange 'centaurian' beasts by the centaurs that cared to frequent this plane of existence.

Cerea kept her composure and answered in a calm voice, "I have indulged in no such activities with any mere equine beasts."

"Mmmm...." Kentsa hummed as she ran a long digit down her daughter's cleft. "Then some well endowed stud must have pried you open. You've certainly been opened enough to take a fist."

Cerea's horse tail flicked once, angrily, as she impatiently stepped in place, "I was taken by my lord and master, Seijo. As I have told you emphatica-AhAH- lly!!!"

Centorea jumped and jerked, stepping in place in response to her mother casually plunging her hand into her pussy.

Kentsa's wrist and part of her arm were soon buried inside her daughter's snatch up to her elbow. The elder centauress drooled as she stared at her hand working inside her daughter's sex, "Mmmm, I see. Your tight centaur pussy clamped down on my hand. That is how you know he is your master. He has ruined you."