Moaning and Purring with Wild Abandon

A few minutes ago, the sky was a brilliant blue, and cloudless. The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and there was peace in the valley.

Now? Now the sky was gone, and all Grimm could see was fur and flesh. Mars was moaning and grinding on top of him, mashing her crotch into his face, letting the bull's greedy tongue explore every inch of her sex.

Grimm was in near agony, so overstimulated he felt like he was going to explode. His toes curled against the earth, digging up blades of grass, as Mars continued her keen inspection of his cock. Her expert cocksucking and enthusiastic paizuri was nearly too much for him to take.

Then she stopped, pulled herself off of him, and lifted herself up. Mars was still on all fours, head dipped forward, breathing heavily.

"Come on," she moaned, voice rising. "Come on, fuck me!"

Grimm pulled himself up quick as he could, rising to a kneeling position. As he shifted position, he saw that Mars's breasts were mashed into the grass. His cock stiffened when he noticed the milk pooling beneath her tits. I guess once she gets going she doesn't stop, he thought.

Grimm moaned as he entered Mars. She let out a soft gasp and pushed her ass against his crotch. It only took a second for him to find his rhythm, and soon he was doing his best to fuck Mars senseless.

Mars was moaning and purring with wild abandon, bucking herself against Grimm's crotch. Grimm could see that Mars's tongue was lulling out of her mouth, occasionally licking her lips. Her nose ring was bouncing in time to his rhythm. For some reason Grimm found this painfully erotic.

Grimm reached around Mars and squeezed her tits. A sharp gasp from his bovine lover indicated another furious spurt of milk from her nipples. He took one of his hands from her chest and gave her ass a quick spank, making her squirm.

"More," she moaned, and Grimm obliged. He spanked Mars more, and harder, each cry or gasp giving him more confidence. He could feel himself getting close.

And then it was time.

Mars gasped as she pulled herself off of Grimm and swiveled around. With one swift motion she wrapped her hand around Grimm's cock and jerked him off, then wrapped her lips around his shaft and sucked.

"F-fuck," Grimm moaned, as Mars sucked him off.

"Give it to me," Mars purred, "I want it all." She wrapped her lips around his length once more.

Grimm gasped as he came. Mars cooed happily as her mouth filled with his cum, so much that some dribbled down her chin. She smiled and panted as she eagerly swallowed his load. Grimm wasn't sure if he'd ever stop cumming -- wave after wave of cum filled the cow's mouth, and she swallowed it all with glee. She had enough time to wrap her tits around his cock and squeeze, titfucking him one more time, sucking all the while; Grimm gripped the sides of her tits to keep himself steady.

Whole universes could have been born and died in the time it took Grimm to stop cumming. His seed coated Mars's chin, neck, and cleavage. He fell back and gasped, his whole body slack. Mars hefted her tits up to her face and licked up Grimm's cum. When she was done she stood and stretched.

"Man, that was great!" she exclaimed, doing a side stretch. She walked over to her discarded clothing. Grimm was transfixed by her jiggling rear. Then she bent over, picked up her shirt, and wiped the cum off of her neck and chin.

"You don't feel like going another round, do you?" she asked, giggling.

Grimm let out an exasperated, "No," then let his head fall back into the grass.

"Too bad," Mars said as she leaned down and picked up her thong. She studied it for a second, then turned her attention to Grimm's discarded loincloth. "I kinda like the whole loincloth thing. Maybe I'll try it out."

"Sounds great," Grimm muttered, his head swimming.

"I need a new shirt," Mars said to herself. "You ruined this one."

"You just used it as a cum rag," Grimm said. He pulled himself up onto his elbows.

"Yeah, but it was your cum," Mars replied. "Oh, well. I was getting tired of being so modest."

"That was your idea of modest?"

"Fuck off," Mars said cheerfully. She sat down beside Grimm, crosslegged. She rubbed her stomach. "Can I be honest?"

"Have I stopped you before?"

"I'm still hungry."

"I thought you said you wanted to eat me instead."

"I should have said, 'in addition to.'" She leaned over him, letting a tit dangle in his face, and grabbed the food pouch. When she brought the pack up near her face, her nipple was still hovering by Grimm's mouth.

"You can suck on it if you want," Mars said casually, "while I find something to eat." Her nipple was basically in his mouth now.

"I drank so much already," Grimm said, voice semi-muffled by Mars's teat. "I'm pretty full."

"Oh, so you don't mind if I eat your share?" She popped some food into her mouth.

Grimm sighed.

Mars ignored him. "You really went to town on my udders, you know that?" There was still food in her mouth.

"You did tell me to 'fucking milk' you," Grimm said with a smile. "I was only doing what you said."

"Pfffft. I say a lot of things when I'm horny. Felt good, though."

"Great."

Mars paused for a moment, chewing slowly. "Tell you what... do you have any empty bottles?"

"I finished off some booze last night, so I've got a few. Why?"

Mars crawled over to Grimm's bedroll and found three empty bottles. "Here we go!" she said, grabbing the discarded corks. "Since you technically beat me in our fight, I guess I should pay you back for the food."

"If I still get a reward, then what did we just do?"

"Worked off some steam," Mars said, grinning. She held a bottle with one hand and, with her other, took hold of her breast. Grimm watched in amazement as Mars brought her own udder up to her mouth and wrapped her lips around her teat. She sucked, moaning a little, and Grimm could see milk cascade down her chin. Mars then stuck her nipple into the bottle and let it fill up. Once the bottle was full she corked it. She did this with all three bottles.

"Awesome," Mars said, drawing up her knees. Her tits mashed against them; milk dribbled down her legs. "Kind of a tit-for-tat thing, you know?"

"Nice choice of words," Grimm said, eyeing the glistening bottles of delicious milk.

Mars laughed, then stood up. "Well, gotta go!" she suddenly exclaimed, walking over to her clothes.

Grimm looked puzzled. "Wait, so you're just gonna head off?"

"Yep! Got lots of stuff to do." She pulled on her thong, then her pants. She pulled on her shirt. When she turned around, Grimm could see that Mars's milk was still flowing, and her nipples were visible through the wet fabric. Plus, there was a big cum stain on it. Mars looked down and shrugged again. "Eh. I've worn worse."

She picked up her stuff and started to walk off. "I'll see you again soon, Grimm! Find that jewel!"

Grimm waved weakly, then fell back onto the grass. Before he knew it, he was asleep.