Good dirty fun, pt 2

Immediately Ailis rears up and places her forelegs over her daughter's back, then walks her way forward on her hind legs and wiggles her hips until she feels the tip of the riding stick catch at the entrance to Brighid's cunt. She settles her hips and makes herself comfortable, then gathers Brighid's long red hair in one fist, coiling it around her hand and arm and pulling her daughter's head back to her own. "Just like old times, is it not, little spark? Except this time I am not teaching you how to make yourself feel good, just taking my own pleasure from you," She whispers into her daughter's ear. Then the muscles of her rump bunch up and she thrusts forward with enough **** to propel Brighid's human torso into you. Brighid cries out loudly in pleasure and her mother says into her ear, "Have a care, little spark. We are not in your private little pool; if you make too much noise the others will notice us and watch you be mounted by your mother and be **** to service a weak human."

God damn, you think to yourself, this is definitely not her first rodeo! You take another look at Ailis's character sheet while she rapidly thrusts into her moaning daughter, and it is essentially unchanged from when you scanned her at the Council meeting. The little + sign next to her Sex Skill has got to be hiding some levels in Dominance. However many levels she has in the subskill, though, Brighid is yours, and you catch Ailis's pale blue eyes with your own gaze and stake your claim. "Let up on her hair; I have a use for her pretty little mouth and those big udders of hers." Ailis allows Brighid's hair to unwind from around her hand and wrist and you pull her forward by the back of her head. Ignoring the centaur rutting above her, you tell your red-headed lover, "Last night I taught you how to suck me. This afternoon you're going to learn to pleasure me with your tits. Lean forward and cup your breasts in your hands." She obediently leans forward, presenting her heavy breasts to you with her hands.

You take a step forward and bend your knees, guiding the tip of your cock to the crease between her mounds of supple flesh, then straighten your legs and press upwards, forcing your cock into the warm, soft tunnel she is presenting you with. Ailis's quick, hard movements push Brighid forward and back a little bit with every thrust and withdrawal, and that in turn makes Brighid's breasts wobble and jiggle all around you. It feels amazing. You begin to thrust up between her tits and command her, "Press them more tightly around me. Yes, perfect, just like that. Now, you see how my tip pokes out from between the tops of your tits every time I thrust? Give me a lick every now and then, just under no circumstances are you to take me into your mouth. I don't trust your teeth with your mother going to town on you like that."

Ailis, meanwhile, has begun to arch her human back. Her nipples are tiny pink diamond studs in the center of her pale hills, and her mouth is open as she pants out her pleasure. Almost like your attention sets her off, she clutches Brighid's shoulders and rams her hips hard against her daughter's rump several times. The sudden extra **** causes Brighid to cry out loudly in pleasure and she grabs you around the hips and butt for extra support as she is shoved hard against you by her mother's climactic thrusts. Once her mother stills for a moment, she swiftly bends her head and begins to lap at your dick every time it emerges from its flesh-tunnel. You pull her head down a little farther and thrust all the way up at her, exposing more of your dick past her breasts and grinding against her as she lavishes you with oral attention.

After a few moments, Ailis begins to circle her hips against Brighid's ass, rubbing her wooden cock all over Brighid's inner walls. Your lover begins to moan and pant as her mother stirs her pot, and Ailis bends over her shoulder to watch what her daughter doing to you. She asks you in a throaty, highly aroused voice, "I knew those things would be good for something some day. I am glad that you are making use of every bit of her -- it would be a waste to ignore any of that beautiful body the gods gifted to my daughter. In fact, have you taken her ass yet?" Brighid stiffens briefly then moans even louder and redoubles her efforts to please you. She's now stroking your cock with her breasts completely without prompting from you and licking and kissing every inch of your manhood that she can reach with her mouth and tongue, even burrowing the wet muscle into her own cleavage to taste more of your cock.

You raise an eyebrow and look into Ailis's ice-blue eyes. "Yes, but not with my cock. I took her ass with my tail last night just before I filled her with my seed." You can't help the tone of challenge in your voice; a part of you feels like Ailis is battling you for dominance over her daughter, and that deep, bestial part of you snarls in defiance. Mine! it roars, but you throttle it down and say calmly, almost conversationally to the woman currently fucking your lover's soaking wet cunt, "If you want to take her there, you have my permission. Be careful, though; I only had my tail in her for a few seconds last night before she came quite spectacularly all over both my appendages. She isn't allowed to cum right now and I will be just as upset with you as with her if you push her over the edge before I decide her punishment is over."

Ailis's eyes glitter as she meets your gaze and you can almost see her throttling back her own dominance. She lifts herself up off of Brighid's back and withdraws from the redhead's grasping pussy, then says to you as she shifts her hips to strike a different target, "As you say, it is your punishment to administer. I will be careful." The feral little voice inside you roars again as its rival acknowledges your dominance. Then Ailis thrusts forward again, firmly but slowly, and Brighid tosses her head back and opens her mouth to shriek her pleasure to the sky and to everyone without earshot. You clamp your hand over her mouth just in time.

"One would almost think you want everyone to hear. Is that what you want, my little mare? Do you want the whole village to come running to see your ass skewered on your mother's fake cock? Do you want every one of them to watch as you rut with your own flesh and blood?" She tries valiantly to muffle her cries but between your taunting and her mother's slow reaming of her ass, she is rapidly being pushed towards the edge. You continue to thrust against her chest as you say, "Casual about casual sex or not, I'm sure that's not anything they see very often. Watching such a display would make everyone talk about how much of a submissive little mare the blacksmith is. You put up a strong face but really you're just an obedient little mare only good for fucking and breeding foals on." Her eyes widen and lock with yours at the last. Her mouth gasps open and she rocks her head to the side and then forward, surrounding two of your fingers and beginning to suck and lick them as if they were your cock. "Oh? Hit a nerve there, it seems. Ailis, did you know your daughter secretly wishes she was a broodmare? Maybe we can take her to Eilwen and get her instructions on how to be a proper little baby maker. It's just too bad humans and centaurs aren't fertile or I'd try my hand at it myself." Brighid moans loudly around your fingers and then begins to shake her head rapidly from side to side and her mouth works as if trying to speak.

Worried that she might be trying to say her safe word, you quickly free her mouth, but she only pants, and begs, "Please! Please stop, I'm about to cum! Please don't make me cum and displease my Lord!" Her mother finishes her current thrust, burying her fake cock entirely in Brighid's rump and panting heavily herself. You, however, don't stop your own thrusting; your words weren't only affecting Brighid. A mental picture of Brighid, her belly grown large with child and her already magnificent tits swollen and leaking milk, pushes you over the edge and you pull her hard against you as sticky white ropes of semen spurt into the air and fall all over Brighid's hair, face, and the tops of her breasts.