In Which a Big-Dicked Bull Fucks a Bootylicious Marsupial

Let's cut to the chase, shall we? After all, we know how things went the next day: Grimm, Joy, and Marcella traveled for some time, crossing hills and valleys and generally making their way toward the border of the Queendom of the Cows. And they inevitably grew tired, though their spirits were high, as they had become aware that the border to the Queendom was only a few miles away.

So they stopped for the night and settled down.

"I've heard you need a coin or a ticket or something to get past the gates," Joy said, stirring the stewpot. She'd set about gathering some herbs and vegetables once they'd settled in for the night and was now making everyone dinner.

"That's true," Marcella said. She was lying on the ground, using her hands as a pillow, chewing a cattail.

"Then that's a problem," said Grimm as he put the finishing touches on their tent. "Last time I was there I didn't need anything like that. Although that was a while ago..."

"I've heard it's the Chancellor's idea," Marcella replied. "He got it in his head that an invasion was incoming, or somethin' like that, so they magicked up some walls."

"The walls are magic?" asked Joy. She tossed some carrots into the stew.

"Mmhmm. Only way to get somethin' that big up so quick." Marcella sighed. "That smells mighty good, Joy... I sure am hungry."

Joy giggled. "It'll take a while... shug." She looked over her shoulder at Marcella and winked.

The roo blushed. Then she shook her head and made a face. "Aw man... what're we gonna do in the meantime?" She grinned. "Actually..." The former assassin rolled onto her side and looked at Grimm, who had sat down next to Joy. "Hey, Mr. Bull..."

"I keep telling you to call me Grimm," the great bull said, rolling his eyes.

"Whatever." Marcella sniffed. "So, uh... you up for some fun?"

"Yeah, cutie," Joy said, nudging Grimm in the side. She giggled and looked up at him, smiling. "You up for some... fun?" She raised her eyebrow lasciviously.

"You two are insatiable," Grimm said under his breath. "Well, I know you are" -- he nudged toward Joy, making her giggle and blush. "I assume you are" -- he looked over at Marcella.

"Emphasis on ass," Joy snarked.

"Speakin' of which," Marcella said, rising to her knees. Before Grimm or Joy could really say anything else the kangaroo got on all fours and dipped forward, showing off her enormous butt. It truly was the biggest ass Grimm had ever seen -- on such a small woman, at least. Marcella's rump jiggled and wobbled as she shifted her body backwards and forwards, giving Grimm and Joy a little show. Because her assassin's getup was unnecessarily complicated (being composed of cloth strips that made her spooky-ooky to look at, but were also a total bitch to put on in the morning) Marcella had elected to wear a loose tunic and a belt. She'd foregone wearing underwear, meaning her ass was totally free to bounce and jiggle beneath her clothes.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" Grimm asked, raising an eyebrow. He was smiling, though. Say what you will about Marcella, she definitely seemed to be... self-assured.

Joy giggled. "It's like dinner and a show."

"Oh, c'mon," Marcella said, sitting up. She was kneeling with her heels drawn up under her asscheeks. She undid her belt and threw it into the tent. Then, with a sigh, the callipygian marsupial hiked up her tunic, revealing her booty in full. "Are you seriously tellin' me you wouldn't love to have this bouncin' up and down on that cock o' yours?"

"Well, when you put it that way..." Grimm muttered. Despite his show of strength he was obviously transfixed by his new companion's assets. The bull shook his head. "But I'm hungry." He rubbed his stomach. "I don't think I have the energy right now..."

"Ugh," Marcella groaned, rolling her eyes. "You're booooorin'."

"I'm just hungry!" Grimm complained. "I'm not saying --"

"You're being a little borin', babe," Joy said casually. She tasted the broth, looked contemplative for a second. "Yeah, this is gonna take a bit."

"Why are you ganging up on me?" Grimm laughed with bemusement.

"We're not!" exclaimed Joy and Marcella in unison. They both started giggling.

"And stop doing her accent!"

"I'm not!" Joy challenged, adopting Marcella's syrupy drawl. "I'm just a good ol' girl from the southern islands."

"I don't have an accent," Marcella complained. "Y'all just have weirdo voices." She shook her head. "Anyway! If the bull ain't gonna fuck me, I'll be in the tent."

"What are you gonna do?" Joy asked, although she obviously knew the answer.

"What do you think I'm gonna do?" Marcella asked, standing up. "Gonna go crank one out. Gotta get off somehow." She dusted off her knees and started toward the tent with a huff.

Grimm sighed. "Wait."

Marcella stopped, sniffed. She crossed her arms and looked at Grimm expectantly.

"Fuck it," said Grimm, still playing at cool despite the traitorous smile on his lips. "I guess we haven't been... properly introduced..."

Marcella grinned. "If that's your fancy northern way of sayin you ain't given me the good dick yet, I agree."

"Gosh, I love the way you talk," Joy said with a giggle. "I would listen to you read a dictionary."

"Let's see how that stew turns out and I might oblige you, cutie," Marcella chirped. "So, Mr. Bull, y'wanna go roll in the hay?"

Joy sneakily reached over and slipped her hand beneath Grimm's loincloth. The bull stifled a moan when she touched him. "I can answer that," Joy teased.

Grimm shot her a look. He tried to look annoyed but he couldn't hide how much he loved the cow's playful attitude. He crossed his arms. "Sure," Grimm said, grinning. "But like I said, I'm hungry."

"And?" Marcella asked.

"Yeah, babe," Joy added. She stopped stirring and turned toward Grimm. "It'll be a while."

"I know," Grimm said. "I'll have a snack first."

Before Joy could react Grimm reached down and scooped her up. The cow giggled wildly as the bull lifted her to his face. She knew what he was up to, and she obliged him: she unbuttoned her top and let her huge breasts hang free. "Drink up, cutie."

Grimm opened wide and took Joy's nipple into his mouth. He began to suck as he gently mashed her body against him. The cow moaned happily as her milk, which she'd waited a little long to express, flowed into her lover's mouth. Grimm switched nipples, drank more milk, and then nuzzled Joy's breasts. Joy's exhalations grew louder when Grimm maneuvered both nipples into his mouth and suckled, hard, gobbling down mouthful after mouthful of delicious milk.

"Baby," Joy moaned, face flushing red. "That feels wonderful..." She sighed, then giggled. "Just don't... spoil your dinner..."

Grimm could tell. He felt himself growing tighter, harder, down below. After a minute or two of suckling he'd had his fill. He gently set Joy down and wiped his lips. "Thanks, babe," he said, running his hands through his lover's hair.

Joy beamed up at him. "I like the sound of that," she said simply, before craning her neck up toward him. Grimm leaned down and kissed the cow.

"Me too," he replied.

Joy was still blushing as she buttoned back up and moved back toward the pot.

"Fuck," Marcella muttered. "That was real hot, y'all."

"We're like that," Grimm said, giving Joy's butt a quick spank, making her "eep!" cheerfully.

Marcella was practically hopping in place. "Are we gonna do this, or what?" She groaned. "I've got, like, years of celibacy to undo, sugar."

"Wow," Grimm said, "that sucks."

"It does!"

"Grimm," Joy said, adopting the motherly tone she sometimes took with her fellow bandits. "Show some empathy, okay?"

"I just --"

"Be a good lad and fuck Marcella senseless."

Grimm guffawed. Marcella blushed.

"Well," Grimm said, approaching Marcella with his hands at the string of his loincloth, "shall we?"

Marcella said nothing. She only licked her lips hungrily.

When Grimm closed the distance between him and Marcella he reached down and scooped her up into his arms, just as he'd done to Joy minutes before. The kangaroo laughed with glee as the bull hefted her over his shoulder. She playfully kicked her legs and flicked her tail about, causing her prodigious rear to jiggle and bounce.

The bull turned his head just slightly, just enough for his lips to come in contact with a voluminous asscheek. He peppered the soft, pillowy flesh with kisses, causing the kangaroo to squirm and laugh.

"She's so cute!" Joy exclaimed, watching.

"I agree," Grimm said, before kissing Marcella's ass again.

"Y-yeah?" asked the kangaroo, blushing.

"Oh, yeah."

Marcella pulled off her top and tossed it into the tent. She was now naked, hanging over the great bull's shoulder. She deliberately shook her ass, causing it to jiggle and bounce even more mightily than before. "C'mon..." she moaned. "I need it...!"

"Yeah?" Grimm asked, grinning.

Marcella nodded. She growled playfully. "Fuck it."

"What?"

Marcella didn't reply. Instead, she dipped forward a little, sliding over Grimm's shoulders just a bit, until she was dangling freely down the front of his torso. She reached down, grabbed the strings of Grimm's loincloth, and undid them. The bull shuddered as his cock was exposed. It was already so thick, so turgid, stirred on by his companions' teasing.

"What are you --" But Grimm didn't get to finish what he was saying, because the inverted kangaroo took his cock in her hands and started to stroke it. Her touch was certain, but not necessarily practiced -- Grimm remembered that Marcella claimed not to have had sex in a long time.

"Hey, Grimm," Marcella purred. She licked her lips, causing little droplets of saliva to land on the bull's aching cock. "Whaddaya say we... finish what we started?"

"Lets." Grimm released Marcella from his grasp, allowing her to quickly wrap her legs around his face. The roo used her tail to push Grimm's face forward, mashing it against her dripping sex. The moment he made contact with the assassin's inner folds Grimm began to lick and tease. He quickly found her clit and went to work, drawing out a sharp gasp from the lusty kangaroo.

Marcella moaned happily. "Mmm... just like that, shug." Then, without further fanfare, she dipped her head a little lower and took Grimm's cock in her mouth.

Joy watched as Grimm and Marcella repeated the standing 69 that'd ended their recent battle. It had turned her on then, and it turned her on now, and she felt herself grow moist. It dawned on her that it may have been a mistake to watch her lovers fuck while she made dinner. She knew she'd get distracted. But it was a good distraction.

The coupling bull and roo hadn't even made it to the tent. They were still midway to its opening, standing in the grass. Grimm managed to trudge on, though, walking toward the shelter even as he and Marcella serviced each other.

Marcella was hungry, desperate. Grimm could tell she'd wanted to do something like this for a while, and he was only too happy to oblige her.

When they got to the tent Grimm carefully brought himself to his knees. He and Marcella were moaning into each other's genitals, growing ever closer to orgasm, and the bull was honestly surprised he didn't collapse the moment his knees hit the ground. But he didn't, managing to roll onto his back, his head hitting a pillow.

Now that Grimm was supine he and Marcella could really go to work on each other. Marcella knew this, too: she leaned into Grimm's sweat-flecked flesh, moaning wildly as she sucked him off, greedily running her tongue over the head of his cock, up and down his shaft... Her thick thighs squeezed tight against his head, holding him in place, practically forcing him to keep going. He didn't need the encouragement, though -- he was eager to make Marcella cum, over and over again, as many times as she needed. His arms wrapped around her middle, then scooted down toward her ass, and when he found it he clapped his hands against her cheeks. He gripped the roo's ass and squeezed, jiggling it, causing the flesh to gently rock against him.

Grimm soon became acutely aware that Marcella had already reached orgasm. The bull's face was slick with her juices, but he kept going. He wanted to see how far she wanted to go.

He would learn, of course, that the answer was far. Very far.

The bull arches his back with a mighty groan as he came. A cannon blast of semen launched from his cock straight into Marcella's waiting mouth. The moment the seed hit her tongue the kangaroo tightened her seal around Grimm's shaft and sucked even harder, drawing out wave after wave of bullcum. She took him to the point of agony, swallowing it all down and encouraging more to issue forth even as it spilled over her lips. Grimm could hear -- feel -- Marcella swallow. It only made him harder, made him want to give her more.

Marcella wanted more, too. Once she'd had her fill of cum she brought herself up until she was kneeling on Grimm's face. "Fuck," she moaned, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. She refused to take her hand from the bull's member. "Tastes so fuckin' good..." She was panting now, sucking the excess jizz from her fingers, angling her head down toward Grimm. "But I'm still not full..." She kept jerking. "C'mon... I want more..."

When she realized Grimm was perfectly happy to continue Marcella grinned. She loosened her thigh-grip on the bull's face and climbed off of him. However, his cock remained firmly in her hand. Marcella got on her hands and knees and looked over at Grimm. A crimson blush painted her face.

"C'mon," she moaned, using her free hand to give her ass a hard slap.

Grimm obliged her. He rolled over, got to his knees, and scooted over to his marsupial lover. His mighty hands gripped her waists and pulled her in close, and within moments he was inside her.

Marcella cried out as Grimm slid into her. Her thick ass bounced against his lower body (and his lower stomach), slapping hard against his flesh with every thrust. And he did thrust, fucking Marcella as hard as he could, rocking back and forth to push as much of himself inside of her as he could.

"Yes," Marcella gasped, letting her tongue loll from her lips, "yes...!" She reached back behind her, found Grimm's chest. She caressed him for a second, then trailed her finger down to the top swell of an ass cheek. "Slap it," she moaned, "spank it..."

"I thought..." Grimm moaned. "I thought you didn't want me to..."

"That was then, shug," Marcella purred, "this is now..." The bull didn't need to be told twice. Wearing a playful grin, he drew his hand back, leveled it, and delivered a decent slap to the kangaroo's ass. Marcella squealed happily as her assflesh rippled and slapped against the bull.

"More," she moaned, and the bull obliged a few more times.

Keeping one hand firmly on the kangaroo's waist, Grimm reached below her with the other. He found a dangling breast and took it in his hand. Marcella moaned as the bull took her nipple between his fingers and tweaked it. He groped and squeezed and played with her as he fucked her from behind, and she clearly loved it.

"Lay back," Marcella gasped.

"What?"

"Lay back," she demanded.

"Okay." Grimm started to pull out of Marcella, but she reached back and grabbed his arm.

"No," she moaned, "not like that. Stay... stay inside..."

Grimm understood. He went back to fucking Marcella, but he also carefully slid his legs down and pulled backward until he started to fall back. Marcella pressed the tip of her tail to the ground, holding herself steady as Grimm changed position. She was practically in the air even as the bull continued to fuck her.

Once Grimm was on his back (again), Marcella used her tail to push herself perfectly on top of him. Now that she was on top she began rolling her hips, taking full advantage of gravity, letting herself sink against the bull. She looked over her shoulder, down at the bull, and grinned. "'Member what I said?" she cooed. "'Bout my big ol' butt bouncin' on that big ol' cock o' yours?"

Marcella went to work making that prospect a reality: she rocked and gyrated atop her bovine lover, letting her enormous ass bounce and slap against his body. For his part Grimm was mesmerized. It truly was a magical sight, watching Marcella's assets bouncing up and down. Her cheeks rippled and slapped against one another.

"Like it?" Marcella asked, moaning. "Like my... big ass...?" Her bangs were caked to her forehead with sweat.

"Oh, yeah," Grimm purred. He reached up and took her buttcheeks in his hands. Giving them a squeeze, he said: "It's amazing."

"Good," was all Marcella said.

Grimm groped and squeezed his lover's rump as she bounced on his dick. He felt like he could cum at any moment.

Same went for Marcella.

"Fuck," she moaned, reaching back and slapping her hands against her asscheeks. "I'm gonna..." She didn't need to say anything more, for the eruptive cry that flew from her mouth said enough.

Grimm joined the orgasmic chorus as he, too, came, blasting his seed up inside of the kangaroo. He kept thrusting, just as she kept bouncing on top of him, both of them riding out their climaxes until they couldn't take any more.

Joy, meanwhile, was fingering herself while keeping an eye on her cooking. She drew her tongue across her lips. Part of her wanted to join in, but she also relished the sight of her lovers fucking each other.

"Just one more," Marcella moaned, licking her fingers. "Just gimme one more for now, baby..." She swallowed and looked down at Grimm. His cock was still inside of her. "Can you..."

He looked up at her and grinned. "One more?"

She nodded, blushing. "For now."

Grimm's answer came in the form of his searching hands making their way up her body. They stopped beneath her breasts, whereupon he gave them both a gentle squeeze. His fingers played over her nipples, making her shudder.

He could tell she was getting tired. But she wanted more, and he was going to give it to her.

Marcella lazily climbed off of Grimm's dick and flopped onto the floor. As ever, her hand refused to leave his shaft. She gently stroked it, dancing her fingers up and down its length. The kangaroo rolled onto her back. "C'mere," she purred, using her free hand to trace a trail from her chest to her crotch.

Grimm climbed on top of her. His hands gripped her wrists. Marcella was still grinning, still eager... She moaned as she guided the bull's cock into her sex. Once Grimm was inside of her Marcella wrapped her legs around his waist.

"Fuck me," she moaned, looking up at him with sparkling eyes.

Grimm obliged her. He thrust deep inside of her, rocking his massive body back and forth, pushing himself deep, deep inside of her.

"Oh, baby," Marcella moaned, mashing her head against the pillow. "That's it... that's it, shug..."

Grimm sighed, almost rhythmically, as he fucked Marcella. He dipped his head forward and brought his lips to her breasts. He peppered the big orbs with kisses, working his way toward her nipple... and when he found it, he took it into his mouth and sucked. Marcella moaned gleefully, spurring Grimm to suckle more. He switched between breasts, teasing each in turn, nuzzling them when he could.

Marcella gasped. "Yes," she cooed, "suck 'em... suck my tits..."

Grimm did as he was told. But it wasn't enough, apparently, because Marcella took one of her breasts in her hand and pushed it up toward her own face. She wrapped her lips around her own nipple and sucked. The roo's eyes practically rolled back in their sockets as she sucked, hard, on her own nipple, briefly bringing it forth from her lips so she could run her tongue around it. This little show made Grimm even harder. He couldn't take much more.

Neither could Marcella.

"Shug," she moaned. "Shug! I'm... cummin'...!" She gasped and cried out as she reached orgasm yet again, tightening her grip on Grimm's hips as she rode out her orgasm. Grimm kept himself from cumming, kept going, trying to draw out as much as he could from Marcella.

When she noticed that Grimm was about to cum, Marcella released her grip and pulled herself free. She quickly pushed Grimm back on his knees, rose to her own, and dipped forward, taking his cock in her mouth. She hungrily sucked him as he came, taking mouthful after mouthful of semen. It dribbled from her lips, but she took most of it, swallowed it, wearing a look of pure ecstasy. "Yes," she moaned softly, voice muffled by his cock. "Give me your... cum...!" Grimm did just that -- he was amazed by how much he still had inside, by the fact that Marcella could release him from her mouth so she could lick and suck on his aching balls before going back to service him. When he finally, finally slowed down, Grimm nearly collapsed.

Marcella did, in fact, collapse, letting herself fall to the ground, using a pillow to cushion her fall. She laid on her stomach, thrusting her butt in the air.

Grimm used one hand to steady himself as he lowered himself beside Marcella.

"Hey Grimm," Marcella purred, giving her behind a gentle slap. Grimm understood. Rather than lie beside her he moved his head over her butt and rested his head on it, using it as a pillow. The kangaroo propped her head up with her hand and draped her other arm over Grimm's thigh.

The bull sighed. He was spent.

Joy looked like she was about to pass out. "How... was it?" she asked, practically moaning. Her face was flushed.

"That, Joy," Marcella said, giggling, "was some good dick." She giggled and used her tail to tousle Grimm's hair.

"Y-yeah?"

"Mmhmm..." Marcella grinned. "Looks like you could use some, yourself."

Joy blushed. "Maybe..." She huffed and looked down at the pot. "Umm... dinner is s-served!"

Marcella gave Grimm's thigh a light slap. "Hear that, Mr. Bull? Let's eat up -- Joy needs us." She didn't bother putting on clothes as she slid out from under Grimm, stood up, and strode over to the campfire. She looked back at him over her shoulder and slapped her butt. "C'mon!"

With a bemused sigh Grimm rose and followed.