Lalonde the pink sheep
When the Anthros Came to Town
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
superxash
You awoke surrounded by fluffy and softness, between your lovely wife's mountainous mammaries. Your favorite place.
Smiling to yourself, you turn over... making sure to cuddle and fondle the breast flesh beneath you. This illicited moans and coos from up above. It was Lalonde, your macro fur wife.
It started innocently enough, she lived 'next door' (or as close to next door as a macro-sized sheep could get). She was already fond of you, asking you over to help her with various little things around her house. Finding her keys, working the human-made television set, reading English (due to a mishap before she got there, Lalonde learned all she'd ever need of the French language... which helped her not one bit in the predominantly English-speaking city you both lived in), that sorta stuff.
She was very pretty, and very BIG in just about every way. You'd have been lying if you had said you didn't find her attractive in those days. And she was absolutely ENTHRALLED with humans. But you, above all others, caught her eye the most. Your playful banter after the jobs became more hot and heavy, and one day you surprised her by asking her out on a date. It wasn't UNHEARD of that a human and a macro would date. It just generally never went much beyond simple sexual trysts. But marriage was a rarity back then. Not so much today.
So when you eventually, months later, popped the question to her... Lalonde didn't know what to think. You two had built such a relationship, and had grown so close... could actually go further?
But to your enjoyment, she replied 'Yes!' and within a week you two were married.
"Merci Allain! Control yourself, no?" giggled your massive wife as she playfully smished her breasts together, trapping you within a sweet-smelling prison of boobs and wool.
That was three years ago. And you two have been happily married ever since. Every intimate encounter a new experience... a new adventure for you both.
You chuckled back and licked along her hardening nipple, sending ripples of pleasure throughout your landmass of a wife. Moaning, you could already smell her arousal. "We have... how you say... bizzy day today?" asked, trying to keep herself under control. Still, you were persistent, and continued to shower her massively erect nipple with love and affection. Her moaning became panting as she whimpered.
"Mon Dieu... you are... as they say... the Horndog, no?" she giggled, caressing your body as you continued to ravish her nipple. Her body became quite hot as you heard your beloved beginning to try and relieve her mounting 'tension' in her nethers. "Such a naughty little boy." she teased as her panting grew more frantic, the squelching of her fingers into her sex more intense, climaxing in a thunderous orgasm.
"Happy, no? Silleh little Allain!" cooed Lalonde as she picked you up and kissed you passionately.
"So my sweet." You chime in, "What's on the schedule for today?" Your mountainous mate smirked as she began to lick along your body.
"Simple... it's...."
Smiling to yourself, you turn over... making sure to cuddle and fondle the breast flesh beneath you. This illicited moans and coos from up above. It was Lalonde, your macro fur wife.
It started innocently enough, she lived 'next door' (or as close to next door as a macro-sized sheep could get). She was already fond of you, asking you over to help her with various little things around her house. Finding her keys, working the human-made television set, reading English (due to a mishap before she got there, Lalonde learned all she'd ever need of the French language... which helped her not one bit in the predominantly English-speaking city you both lived in), that sorta stuff.
She was very pretty, and very BIG in just about every way. You'd have been lying if you had said you didn't find her attractive in those days. And she was absolutely ENTHRALLED with humans. But you, above all others, caught her eye the most. Your playful banter after the jobs became more hot and heavy, and one day you surprised her by asking her out on a date. It wasn't UNHEARD of that a human and a macro would date. It just generally never went much beyond simple sexual trysts. But marriage was a rarity back then. Not so much today.
So when you eventually, months later, popped the question to her... Lalonde didn't know what to think. You two had built such a relationship, and had grown so close... could actually go further?
But to your enjoyment, she replied 'Yes!' and within a week you two were married.
"Merci Allain! Control yourself, no?" giggled your massive wife as she playfully smished her breasts together, trapping you within a sweet-smelling prison of boobs and wool.
That was three years ago. And you two have been happily married ever since. Every intimate encounter a new experience... a new adventure for you both.
You chuckled back and licked along her hardening nipple, sending ripples of pleasure throughout your landmass of a wife. Moaning, you could already smell her arousal. "We have... how you say... bizzy day today?" asked, trying to keep herself under control. Still, you were persistent, and continued to shower her massively erect nipple with love and affection. Her moaning became panting as she whimpered.
"Mon Dieu... you are... as they say... the Horndog, no?" she giggled, caressing your body as you continued to ravish her nipple. Her body became quite hot as you heard your beloved beginning to try and relieve her mounting 'tension' in her nethers. "Such a naughty little boy." she teased as her panting grew more frantic, the squelching of her fingers into her sex more intense, climaxing in a thunderous orgasm.
"Happy, no? Silleh little Allain!" cooed Lalonde as she picked you up and kissed you passionately.
"So my sweet." You chime in, "What's on the schedule for today?" Your mountainous mate smirked as she began to lick along your body.
"Simple... it's...."
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