Further Conversations

Jan let Gen’s hands roam her body, the bar of soap helping to clean Gen’s cum from her skin and scalp. After a time, she turned in Gen’s arms and took the bar of soap from him, returning the favour she started to soap his entire body. She had to stand on her toes to reach his head properly and after a moment he leant forward to make it easier. “Gen,” She began, “I know you want to breed me, but is there anything else? Is there anything I can do for you next week?”

Gen thought for a moment as her hands moved over his waist between his human torso and his horse forelegs. “Nothing I can think of which is physically possible.” He said. After a pry from Jan he carried on. “I have only met one woman who can take my entire length in her mouth, she is a Lamia, Snake woman, I would love to be that deep in your mouth or in your cunt.”

“I couldn’t do that, I mean even with trying I still had only twelve or fourteen inches of you in my cunt, and my throat can’t take that much.” Jan apologised.

“I know, that’s why I said nothing that is physically possible. You?” He asked back.

Jan was washing his belly as she thought and gently stroked Gen’s cock, “Part of me would like to try a Centaur threesome, but I can’t even think what that would look like.” She laughed, “Otherwise I was reading a story that Centaur’s used to tie women to their belly and go for a run as a form of punishment.” She felt Gen’s cock pulse.

“That’s actually a rather new thing on our world, it was never, as far as I know, done as a punishment but is more accurately what you would call BDSM play. Some Orcs are rather fond of it.”

Jan stood up and went around to the front of Gen, “But it could be done?” She asked looking up at him as the water ran over her body.

“Oh certainly, but I don’t know where, I mean, the human world is not really as accepting of nudity and sex as our world is.” He explained wondering where Jan was going with this.

“Could we go to your world?” She asked, “I mean, if you liked the idea would you like to strap me to your belly and go for a gallop fucking me with every stride?” Jan did not need to look at his cock to see his desire. “You could call it a wedding gift?” she continued.

Gen laughed, “I think that would be a very unconventionally wedding gift for humans.” He said, “But if you want to we can see about finding some time. We should start at a trot though,” He added “work our way up to a gallop.”

“I would love that.” Jan said, “Thank you.”