Kimihito's Morning

Kimihito groaned waking with a harsher late morning sunlight on his eyelids.

He was still exhausted, not having gone to bed until an exceedingly late hour. He slapped his hands to his face, so embarrassed as he remembered it all. He'd been so aroused, more so than any time in his life. Watching Seijo and the girls, he'd masturbated so much! He'd totally lost the ability to become erect and there'd been plenty of giggles and comments as he kept pulling on himself anyway.

Fuzzy memories flashed through his head. Seijo lying back within Miia's coiled tail, his head upon her loins as Centorea struggled to have sex with him, awkwardly raising and lowering her horse half upon his long penis. Seijo and Papi riding the beautiful centaur around the first floor of the house, the two having sex on her back. Miia lying on her back upon the floor, all three of the other participants in the orgy straddling her in various ways: Seijo holding himself across her body as he pounded his shaft into her vagina, Centorea at one end taking Miia's tail into her anus rather than the more traditional hole at Seijo's direction, and Papi at the top, grinding her womanhood onto Miia's face.

There'd even been some role-play that Kimihito had found himself drawn into much to his complete mortification now as he recalled it. He'd found out more about centuar mating rituals than he'd ever imagined. He'd been very uncomfortable playing Centorea's romantic lover, a teaser male, who kissed her on the lips, her breasts, and stomach while telling her that he loved her and how he worshipped her, all the while Seijo played a rough and domineering centuar male who had sex with her at the same time. Seijo was supposed to make fun of the teaser male, bad-mouth his penis size, virility, his general weakness and lack of martial power while Centorea defended her lover's virtues and even tried to kick Seijo off of her. It turned out that the woman was actually a poor actor or at least her heart wasn't into it as she mostly agreed with Seijo, often joining in and making many humiliating comparisons about Kimihito's member rubbing the front of her horse body.

Kimihito groaned and covered his head with a pillow as he recalled leaving a streak of semen matted in that dawny soft fur. So embarrassing and so impolite!

That orgasm had been one of the last ones of the night and it had been.... incredible. Each one had been better than the last. That was part of reason he'd stayed for so long before begging off and going to bed. Pleasure like nothing he'd ever felt. Even when his penis was only as hard as rope and only able to desperately produce a few droplets of semen, it had hit him like a lightning bolt of ecstacy. He'd often been as loud as the girls much to his embarrassment now.

Finally, he banished such uncomfortable thoughts and got out of bed. The house was quiet and he imagined he was the first to wake as the rest had still been loudly having sex when he went to sleep. He took a bath, cleaning himself thoroughly though he was quite gentle with his poor abused penis. It was bright red and stung to the touch, so thoroughly spent it had shrunk to a truly diminutive size.

He got dressed and headed downstairs.

Kimihito found them all **** in the living room. Centorea's horse half's stomach was on the floor as her human torso bent forward with her face on her crossed arms upon the chair's cushion, her huge breasts stretched into twin torpedoes just barely touching the ground. Papi was spread-eagled in the middle of the floor, an innocent happy smile on her sleeping face. Between her legs there was a frozen white waterfall of Seijo's thick cum. Kimihito was surprised that none of the girl's had consumed it the way they were hungrily lapping up every last drop last night. Then he felt embarrassed by the perverted thought.

Seijo and Miia were on the couch in a position that was very familiar to Kimihito and he felt no small amount of concern as he recalled how hard it could be to breath like that. He rushed over, seeing that nearly every part of Seijo's body was encompassed by Miia's thick pink tail. Somewhat amusingly, Seijo's stark white buttocks was uncovered.
Based on where it was, it was pretty clear that the two were still connected intimately. Even as Kimihito noted Seijo's thankfully still breathing face against Miia's breasts, the coils around his bottom writhed, driving his hips creating a tell-tale wet sound and the both of them made pleasured murmurs even in slumber.

Kimihito gulped as he felt himself start getting rather aroused and he hurried from the room to start breakfast before he could think too much about how much he suddenly wanted to masturbate.