Chapter 51
by
amon_Baal
What Does Gen Tell Her?
“Beg for My Foal.”
“I want you to beg for my foal.” Gen grunted as he ground against Jan’s body, “I want you to bear my child. To watch your body swell with a centaur.”
Jan moaned as his cock pushed between her cleavage watching his cock head rise up to nudge her chin. “I do want that Gen.” She moaned, “I want to feel your foal kick in my belly.” He moaned, “To swell with your child and give birth to her.” She finished.
“Her?” Gen asked as he sped up in his thrusts.
Jan moaned, “Your darker colouring, my hair would give her a truly striking appearance.” She said as she watched his cock start to dripple cum into her cleavage.
“And what if she turned out human?” Gen groaned.
Jan quickly licked his cockhead, “Then I would need to teach her human manners.” She said, “Kay told me that they can take on a few traits of centaurs, and I would hate for her to want to fuck everything.”
Jan felt Gen’s balls slap forcefully against her arse, “I won’t fuck any child of yours.” He said, “Just in case.”
“Are you close Gen?” Jan asked as she watched his cock and licked her lips. “I can’t fuck, but I want you to cum in my cunt.”
Gen moaned, “If that is what you want.” He said simply, “Though there is plenty of time for that.”
Jan squeezed her tits tighter around his cock, “I want you to fill my cunt with your cum.” She begged, “I want you to make a foal in me.”
Gen’s cock throbbed and leaked considerable more precum, “You aren’t fertile.” Gen said simply.
Jan smiled, “Tuesday Gen, Tuesday.” He moaned and after a moment Jan continued, “I will come over here Tuesday, wearing nothing but a bow. Your own little breeding present to unwrap.” He shuddered over her.
“And if you don’t end up pregnant?” Gen asked in a horse voice.
Jan sucked his cock head as it nudged her face, “We talk to Steve and maybe you can have another shot a month before our wedding.” She sucked his head again, “But Steve and I do want kids so we will be trying too.”
Gen moaned with each touch of his lips, “Like a competition, to see who can breed you first.” He joked, “Do I get a prize for winning?”
Jan could tell he was close as he could barely talk, “What, breeding me isn’t enough of a reward? You want to have first shot at child number two?” She asked.
That was all it took, Gen’s thick equine cock erupted spraying his hot cum over her face and chest. Jan moaned as he came over her, the feeling of his hot cum and his throbbing cock causing her to shudder. Jan was always amazed at the amount Gen came and this time was no different, her hair was plastered to her head, the cum sticking it in place. Her face a sheen of white as she licked her lips.
She squeezed her tits tightly together as Gen pulled back, using their cleavage to scrape his excess cum off of his cock and milk a little more out. “I might need a shower before going home to get changed for work.” She said, Gen laughed.
Time for a Shower?
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When Worlds Collide
High fantasy meets suburban drama
About every 500 years our plane of existence overlaps with another, during this time when these world collide beings from each world can travel to the other through rifts. The world in question contains all those fantasy creatures which are so well known to us. Collectively they are known as Mythfolk individually they are the Elves, Centaurs, Dwarves and Orcs. Countless creatures from this other world, this other place. All evidence of this happening was destroyed during the dark ages, but now it is happening again. This time however we are more advanced than last time, this time we are more accepting of differences. So this time, some of these creatures have started to migrate here, to our world. This is the story of two humans who live in a quiet neighbourhood and what happens when some fantastical neighbours move in.
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