More Employee Rewards

With Gwenneth finally all clean(then, briefly really dirty again) Arthur sent her back to the office. Better, he thought, to keep Saris from suspecting that he’s having his way with her pride and joy.

He had just finished getting dressed himself when he heard a knock at the door.

“Fuck me. I hope it isn’t more trouble,” he said as he opened the door. Becksdale stood in his entry. She was a shade of red he wasn’t exactly sure that she had been capable of, and she looked up and down the hall as if afraid of being spotted. She was wearing a tan trench coat that covered her all the way down to her hooves. She gripped the front of it tightly, as if afraid it would fall open by accident.

“Uh, hey Becks, what’s up? Come in.” He asked.

“Hey Arthur! Um, I-I have something for you… You know, from Miss Shiavereth.” She stuttered out as she followed him back inside. “She says I’m supposed to be a reward.” She beamed at him.

“A reward for what?”

“I’m a reward for finally fucking that elf bitch, like she told you to last week.” She said cheerily, looking around as she spoke, double checking to make sure the front door had closed behind her, before dropping the long coat to pool on the floor around her hooves.

Underneath she wore nothing but a cowprint bikini top and a matching garter around one leg, contrasting sharply against the light reddish fur that covered her legs from the hips down. Her hands lifted into the air as she twirled on hooves, before landing in a sexy pose.

Arthur’s mouth dropped open. He could feel his cock twitch excitedly in his pants despite the activities of that morning. He couldn’t help but stare at her exposed thighs, and the perfectly round mounds of her ass. He reached forward and ran a hand over the smooth flesh encased in the bikini, feeling the heat and softness of the skin beneath. She moaned softly in appreciation and pushed herself against his touch.

“Mmmooo. That feels good.” She purred, grinding her hips against him playfully.

“You like that?” He asked, running his hand down between her legs.

“Yes! Please don’t stop.” She begged, leaning in close so that her breath tickled across the side of his neck.

He trailed a finger along her slit and she gasped, thrusting her hips up into his touch.

“So wet,” he muttered, pulling away slightly. He slid his hand up until he cupped her breast in one palm, squeezing gently, causing her skimpy cow top to immediately soak through with her milk. She continued to grind against him, whimpering as he milked her onto the floor Gwenneth had worked so hard to clean.

“Please, Arthur. Fuck me. Make me your little breeding dairy cow.” She pleaded.

Arthur could hardly turn down an invitation like that, stripping down in moments before lifting her over the back of the couch and lining himself up with her soaked lips.

She groaned as he entered her, pushing herself up off the couch and wrapping her arms around his shoulders, locking her hooves around his waist.

“Oh fuck yes. So good. Ugh, please. More. Fuck me harder.” She panted.

He obliged, slamming into her hard and fast, watching her tits bounce and shake with each stroke, dripping rivulets of milk down her midsection as her top shifted and her tits bounced free.

“Ah! Fuck. Yes. Oh god. Harder. Faster.” She cried.

He slammed into her, grunting as she bucked against him. He could feel her muscles clench around him, milking him for all he was worth, her slick pussy hot enough to melt steel. As he pounded her, she locked her legs around him tighter and pulled him even closer.

He growled, holding her there as he gave her everything he had, trying to get her to cum on his thick cock. It didn’t take long before she began to squeal, her pussy clenching and releasing around him as she shook. Her breasts jiggling and bouncing wildly, spilling more and more of her sweet nectar.

“Oh goddess! I-I can’t hold it anymore. I’m going to cum!” She wailed, pulling on him with both hands, her nails digging into his flesh as she arched her back and tried to pull him deeper.

Her orgasm hit him like a freight train and his own body tensed as he came deep inside her.

Afterward they collapsed together on the couch. “That was amazing, oh my goddess.” She sighed, snuggling up close to him and kissing his cheek. She stood, wobbling. “I hoped you enjoyed your reward, sir.” She turned, showing him her ass and reached behind her to grab a cheek in each hand, bending slightly and spreading to show him the load he deposited, before letting go and bouncing her cheeks together.