Orgy at Camp Butterc-- I Mean, FORT Buttercup

Daisy's enthusiastic sucking and Buttercup's playful teasing dominated Grimm's focus; he could barely turn to greet Tats and Lennox as they strode into the room, closing the door behind them. "H-hey," he moaned, moving his hand up in an attempt at a wave.

"Hi Grimm," said Tats.

Buttercup dropped Grimm's balls from her lips and swallowed the saliva that had been pooling in her mouth. She looked up at her tattooed pal and grinned. "Hi, Tats!" She looked over at Lennox and greeted her too.

Daisy refused to cease her oral ministrations; if anything the presence of her friends made her go harder. She slurped along Grimm's shaft, teasing his turgid member with her tongue; she picked up speed, driving him closer and closer to orgasm.

"What do you think, Len?" Tats asked, crossing her arms under her ample bosom.

Lennox wore a bemused smile. "Oh, I've been waitin' for him to come back." She chuckled.

"Me too," Tats purred. She lifted her loose tunic up over her head and threw it to the floor, revealing her naked chest.

Lennox followed suit, giggling as she stripped off her undershirt and pants.

Through the haze of pleasure Grimm could only see a mass of jiggling curves approach and envelop him. The familiar swells of Lennox and Tats's tits mashed against his face, nearly obscuring his field of vision; he was able to see that they were pressing themselves against him as they settled on the bed, resting on their knees. The lusty pair were giggling and purring, clearly already enjoying themselves. Thick, hard nipples brushed against Grimm's eyes and lips, threatening to relinquish their bounty all over him at any moment.

"Much better," Lennox sighed, wiggling her booty.

"Oh, but Len," Tats cooed, caressing Grimm's back and stomach. "I feel like I haven't been milked in ages."

Lennox giggled. "Poor Tats..." She reached across Grimm's chest and fondled Tats's jiggling breast. The bandit squad leader teased and pulled Tats's nipple, eliciting a happy moan from her companion. Grimm grew harder in Daisy's mouth. Tats moved her hand from Grimm's stomach and up to her breast, hefting it up so that Lennox could have an easier go at playing with it. Lennox pressed her lips to Grimm's neck and started dragging her tongue and teeth over his flesh.

Grimm's mind was about to overload. This was almost too much -- too much going on, too much happening to him, too much happening too quickly... but fuck, he loved it. That feeling only grew when Tats, fed up with merely having her breast played with, hefted it up to Grimm's lips and shoved her nipple inside. The bull's eyes nearly rolled back as he began to suck on Tats's udder, teasing her fat nipple with his broad tongue. The tattooed bandit sighed and cooed, her utterances giving way to gasping moans as her milk began to flow. Grimm happily sucked it down.

Lennox giggled into Grimm's flesh. She ceased her licking and biting and began planting kisses up and down his shoulder and chest, stopping to briefly tug at his nipple with her teeth. The bull nearly gasped into Tat's leaking breast.

After a minute or two of teasing Lennox straightened and leaned toward a moaning, quivering Tats. Tats, sensing Lennox's presence, took her unattended breast in her hand and offered it to her friend; Lennox wasted no time latching onto Tats's nipple and sucking. Soon Grimm and Lennox were both feasting on Tats's delicious milk.

"Fuck," Lennox moaned, lifting her head from Tats's breast. Milk coated her lips and chin. She took Grimm's hand in hers and moved it to her chest, and purred. "I'm full, too..." She brought herself back up until her breast was mashing into Grimm's face. "Milk me," she moaned. "Milk me too..."

Grimm leaned his head back and opened his mouth wide, taking Lennox and Tats's nipples into his mouth. He eagerly sucked, desperate to get Lennox's milk flowing; Lennox soon rewarded him with a sharp gasp and a spurt of cream.

"Fuck," Lennox moaned, before bringing her lips to Grimm's neck. Tats mirrored her, peppering the bull's neck and shoulder with kisses.

Although his field of vision was totally dominated by Lennox and Tats's shuddering flesh, Grimm could tell that Buttercup and Daisy were now taking turns sucking him off. They switched over and over, working together to make him cum, and when one wasn't working his shaft she was playing with his balls.

Tats and Lennox stopped kissing his neck. They'd found a new way to occupy themselves as Grimm nursed: they'd managed to maneuver their unattended breasts into each other's faces, and were now sucking on each other's nipples. Lennox eagerly slurped and lapped at Tat's leaking teat; Tats passionately worked Lennox's nipple, swallowing down mouthfuls of milk; Grimm kept servicing them both. He worked his hands down to their stomachs, slowly moving between their legs; they both instinctively spread their legs to allow him inside. Grimm teased their clits with his fingers, occasionally plunging them inside. Lennox and Tats shuddered and squirmed as Grimm fingered and milked them.

Tats came first. Her cum slicked Grimm's fingers; he only took this as an opportunity to pleasure her more, taking her beyond orgasm.

Then Lennox came. Because she was the type of cow who lactated at orgasm, her milk flow went into overdrive. Milk spurted across Tats's face and flooded Grimm's mouth, spilling onto his chin, as Lennox let out an ecstatic moan.

Grimm followed shortly after. He couldn't take it anymore: Daisy and Buttercup were nearly torturing him at this point, it felt so good. The bull leaned forward to watch as Buttercup and Daisy took his cock in their mouths to manipulate his ejaculation. Buttercup cooed happily, tongue hanging from her mouth, as a rope of hot semen spilled across her face. Daisy was also ecstatic, blushing wildly and panting, and when Grimm's cum splattered across her mouth and glasses she giggled and lapped it up. The cows licked Grimm's cum from their lips and chins, and from each other's faces, giving each other deep kisses and feeling each other up.

Grimm collapsed onto the bed, taking Lennox and Tats with him. He lay there, panting, looking up at the ceiling, trying to recover. Daisy and Buttercup weren't totally done with him yet -- they sucked and pulled at his cock, making sure every last bit of cum was drained from it, and when they were satisfied they pulled themselves up onto the bed.

Daisy took her glasses in her hands and giggled. "B-better clean these," she purred, before dragging her tongue across the lenses, lapping up Grimm's errant semen. Then she wiped them off on Tats's sheets and set them on the bedside table.

Buttercup giggled and lay on her stomach, kicking her legs behind her like a schoolgirl with a crush. "Wow!" she exclaimed, panting a little. "You came a lot, Grimm."

"Really?" Grimm snarked. "I hadn't noticed."

Buttercup giggled and licked her lips. "I like it."

"Me t-too," Daisy added, still blushing despite her sexy display.

Lennox and Tats seemed dead to the world: they were panting and stroking each other, recovering from their near-simultaneous orgasms. "Fuck," Lennox finally moaned, "that was so good..."

Tats chirped happily, idly caressing Grimm's stomach. "I know, right?" Buttercup scooted closer to Tats and began stroking her sides. "Fuck... your milk tastes so good, Len."

"Yeah?" Lennox was mashed against Grimm's side, sandwiched between him and Daisy. "Yours isn't too bad either, Tats. What do you think, Grimm?"

Grimm weakly raised his hand and gave a thumbs-up. Lennox and Tats giggled. Tats was still stroking his stomach, but her hand was slowly moving toward his crotch. Soon she found the base of his cock and began running her fingers along its length.

"Still leaving tomorrow?" Tats asked.

Grimm weakly nodded. "Yeah..."

"Damn."

"Sorry... I was hired to do a job, and it would be shitty of me to abandon it. I guess my honor's at stake, too."

"Eh, honor's dumb," Lennox added.

"Maybe," Grimm replied. "But... fuck..." He sighed. "It's not really about honor, or glory, or even the money, really." Another sigh. "I'm just... bored. I haven't done any worthwhile jobs in a long time. Feels like for-fucking-ever. And now I've been hired to go on an actual adventure." He paused. "I dunno... I guess I just wanna get back in the game, y'know? Feel like a real merc for once." He smiled softly. "And who knows? Maybe after I've finished my quest I'll come knocking, join up with Reese's Raiders."

Buttercup squealed with delight, prompting the others to laugh with her.

"Then I guess we'd better spend some quality time together, huh?" Lennox chuckled.

Although he felt totally drained, the bull couldn't help but grin.

Grimm was astounded by the cows' patience. They waited a while before actually trying anything, content to rest alongside Grimm and chat. He was also surprised by their displays of affection -- although he'd started out as just a prisoner/glorified sex toy in their eyes, they were now caressing him, playing with him, even kissing him in the case of Lennox and Tats. Despite the circumstances of their meeting, Grimm felt oddly lucky to have met them.

Right now he was feeling even luckier: Lennox was currently astride him, humping madly, taking every inch of his cock into her hungry sex. The cow moaned and squirmed as she took him inside her, hands planted on his chest, ass bouncing against his thighs; Grimm's hands were at her nipples, teasing and squeezing them.

It had all happened pretty quickly, really. Tats had been lazily stroking his cock, and once he was hard again Lennox declared that, because she was the only one out of the four who had not "properly" fucked Grimm, she had "first dibs" on his cock. Nobody had a problem with this, least of all Grimm, so Lennox climbed up onto him and went to work.

The others weren't content to just watch, though. Daisy was lying beside Grimm, plunging her nipple into his mouth with one hand and masturbating with the other. Tats and Buttercup had gone a step further and were locked in a passionate 69 right next to Grimm's face. He was basically sandwiched between three women in various stages of getting off, not to mention the one currently working herself into a frenzy on top of him.

Grimm groaned and shuddered as he shot load after load up into Lennox. She took it all, moaning and uttering profanities as she also came. Thick spurts of milk erupted from her teats and onto Grimm's chest and face. Even after she'd cum Lennox stayed put, waiting for her ecstasy to totally subside before she climbed off of Grimm.

The bull barely had time to blink before Daisy swiveled around and mashed her sex in his face. Despite the cow's considerable bulk Grimm didn't feel crushed (okay, so he did a little bit, but in a good way); plus, Daisy had immediately taken his aching cock in her mouth.

As his tongue began to explore Daisy's slit Grimm had a thought: I really need to ask if membership in Reese's Raiders is contingent on enjoying this specific position.

Daisy squirmed and writhed on top of him as she serviced his cock and was serviced in return. Her thick asscheeks clapped against his forehead; there was a voice in the back of Grimm's head, warning him that if Daisy got too excited she might knock him unconscious with her rump. Honestly, though, Grimm couldn't care less. This was great.

The muscular cow's udders were so big they hung on either side of Grimm's body; Lennox, having recovered, had taken to sucking on one of Daisy's fat teats. Buttercup pulled and squeezed the other teat. Although Grimm couldn't see it, Buttercup was lying on her back; Tats's face was buried in her crotch, working her mound with her tongue. Buttercup's legs were gently wrapped around Tat's face, holding her in place.

Grimm could feel the fabric near and slightly under him begin to grow wet with milk. It trickled under his back, tickling him a little. Daisy and Lennox were both spilling their bounty.

Speaking of spilling one's bounty, Grimm arched his back and groaned as he shot a massive load into Daisy's waiting mouth. The cow mooed happily and swallowed mouthful after mouthful of semen. As if in thanks Daisy soon slicked Grimm's face with her cum, letting out another series of happy moos.

As Daisy did not immediately roll off of him, Grimm decided to keep teasing her sex with his tongue. She mooed and squirmed in response, but returned the favor by continuing to lick and suck at his cock.

Later, as he fucked Buttercup from behind, Grimm wondered what cow country would be like. The thought of a land filled with his fellow bovines, most of them women, made him rock hard. The possibilities were endless! Sure, he had a job to do, but that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy himself a little. Like now, for instance.

Buttercup's hands were planted firmly on the mattress. She rocked back and forth, letting Grimm plunge himself deep inside of her, clapping her mighty asscheeks with every roll and bounce. The ditzy cow was moaning wildly, tongue lolling, but still managed to laugh happily, overcome with pleasure.

Lennox was lying flat on her back, head near one of Buttercup's swaying spheres, occasionally giving her nipple a quick lick or suck or kiss. Lennox's legs were spread somewhat wide, allowing Daisy to go down on her. Daisy was kneeling on the floor due to her size.

Tats was behind Grimm, arching herself over him and planting her lips on his. Occasionally she'd get him to suck on her nipples, or she'd suck on her own nipples and then feed him her own milk like a mother bird; her tongue was currently eagerly exploring his, sliding and intertwining with it, coating it in her saliva. She groped one of her breasts, squeezing and teasing her nipple until milk dribbled down her torso.

Grimm gave Buttercup's ass a hard slap, causing the cow to let out an ecstatic giggle. "More!" she cried, and he obliged her.

Remembering his session with Buttercup at the camp, Grimm occasionally pulled his cock from her nether regions and stuck it between her jiggling buttcheeks, mashing them together with his hands. This only excited the cow more.

Grimm alternated between cheeks and cleft until he finally, finally came, shooting thick ropes of cum across Buttercup's ass and back. It pooled in the spot where her asscheeks met her lower back, dully spilling down the sides.

Tats wasn't going to allow any spillage, however: she moved from behind Grimm to beside Buttercup and pressed her tongue to the cow's back. She dragged her tongue over Buttercup's back, lapping up Grimm's cum. Tickled, Buttercup stayed in position and giggled. Tats brought her tongue to Buttercup's buttcheek and gave it a loud, smacking kiss. She did the same to Buttercup's other cheek. As Tats pulled herself away from Buttercup, she gave her two hard smacks on the ass.

Tats must have had a romantic streak, or something resembling one. When she brought herself on top of him, pulling him inside her, she didn't opt to ride him like the bull he was; instead, she pulled herself tight against him, wrapped her legs around him, and rolled them onto their sides. Her hands eagerly explored his back as she slowly rocked back and forth against him, keeping him in place with her legs. This was new to Grimm: he was used to passionate, enthusiastic fucking, not... this, not the gentle embrace of a lover.

Tats's face was nestled against Grimm's neck. She was covering him in kisses, moaning into his ear. This encouraged him to hold her tighter, go a little slower, move in rhythm with her. Their bodies were pressed hard against one another, and if Tats weren't so busty they may have even been totally flat together.

Things had slowed down a bit in general. Daisy and Buttercup were lying next to each other, passionately making out and caressing each other's breasts. Lennox was on top of them, nursing, gently teasing their teats. Lennox slowly brought herself lower and lower until her face was level with Daisy's crotch. She leaned forward, gave Daisy's clit a long, slow lick, then moved to Buttercup's and did the same. Daisy and Buttercup moaned softly as Lennox pleasured them both with her mouth.

Lennox seemed to have the most energy of the group, wiggling her butt in the air while she went down on her companions.

There was something different about Grimm's orgasm this time. It wasn't as forceful as before. There was no eruption of semen, no torrent of seed; this time, he felt a wave of relaxation wash over him as he came, in sync with Tats's own orgasm. He shuddered as his whole body slackened and fell against hers. The pair fell into one another and the mattress like a pair of rag dolls.

Grimm held Tats as their mutual orgasm subsided. He kept holding her even after that, panting into her neck. She was doing the same, muting her fevered exhalation by pressing her lips to his. They kissed for a long while.

When they finally untangled themselves from each other they sprawled side-by-side, Tats's legs slightly draped over Grimm's.

Buttercup and Daisy came shortly before Grimm and Tats; they'd taken up a similar position, cuddling at the head of the bed. Lennox had joined them.

When the two joined the three their reverie went from carnal to sensual. Tats kissed him, followed shortly by Lennox, then Daisy, then Buttercup. The cows crawled over Grimm until they surrounded him, and took turns smooching his lips, face, and chest. Tats was gentle, almost loving; Lennox was more forceful; Daisy was bashful, but passionate; and Buttercup enthusiastically took his cheeks in her hands and pressed her lips hard to his.

This went on for a while. By the time the cows rolled off of Grimm, it was dark out.

After a while, Tats went downstairs to help make dinner. Lennox and Buttercup left a while later, intending to bring back enough food for the five of them.

Grimm was lying at the head of the bed. Daisy had gotten a second wind and was enthusiastically titfucking him. The bull's hands were massaging the muscular cow's titanic globes.

I'll definitely need to visit them again, Grimm thought with a smile.