Fields of Fun

The next part of the story on the farm! Sebastian and Sasha take care of a debt, and the next part will be involving a pair of brand new... Feathery friends ^^ I hope you enjoy your read.

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The night air hit my wet black nose with a gentle, sweet accent in it, the smell of a day slowly coming to an end, the world rolling over into the twilight to begin its rest for the next day, filled no doubt with more fun, and sexy events.

The people living in the world however, had other plans that evening.

"God, I can hear them already!" The kitty bitched. Of course, while the breeze was soft and gentle, the squeaks and giggles in the distance of little rabbits bumping into partners and having sudden, violent, un-satisfying fuck sessions was filling the air.

They're basically like crickets, but even more horny and annoying.

The field was the way we were headed, and I didn't have a problem with carrying Sasha's little ginger ass all the way there. A typical stuck up princess, she was more than happy to take advantage of a choice to not walk, and being lighter than your average bale of hay didn't exactly hurt either.

"C'mon, it's not that bad, and it isn't as if I'm just going to leave you to the boys this evening is it?" I asked her with a quirked smile, one that she matched with added mischief. Her neck swayed in an almost lazy, serpentine way, and she ended up with her mouth so close to my ear that her whiskers and lips tickled my fur... Again, I didn't complain.

"Oh? You mean that big

bad

Sebastian's gonna be the centre of my attention tonight? Maybe we can settle down in the grass and give them some... Inspiration" Her tail slid up from between her legs and swayed gently just beneath my nose, the evening breeze carrying the sweet, wild berry scent of her heat from her fur... Whether you loved her or hated her (As more than a few locals did) you had to admit, Sasha was queen when it came to using her body in almost magical ways.

I let out a low, teasing growl, and caught the white, fluffy tip of her tail in my mouth, tasting traces of her sticky nectar on her fur, and enjoying the theatrical gasp she gave in response.

"You

bad

boy Sebastian! Weren't you ever taught not to bite?" She teased, and I let go of her tail as I lost the taste of her excitement. I rolled my eyes at that, and though back to how many times she'd forced my maw against her neck in the heat of the moment and whined until I gave her a playful nip.

"Once, long ago, but a certain slutty someone sort of blurred the line for me of whether kitties like it or need it..." I whispered. Now, striding through the long grass of the field, the furthest one from the farm buildings, and the most popular with the rabbits after dark. The sea of thigh high grass was painted a bright gold as the sun descended, and everywhere you looked, it would rustle, with wind and the darting movements of little horny rabbits.

A couple came up to us, boys and girls, all with the characteristically feminine, slender bodies that even the males kept, lithe, tight muscle easy to see through their skin, their short fur running the colour wheel from dirty brown to dull white, each one coming up to just below my chest in height,not counting their tall, sharp ears.

They stared at us, probably drawn by the pheromone cocktail of our arousal, staring wide eyed for a couple of seconds before sprinting off after the sound of another possible partner, A couple of the girls staying just long enough to whine.

"Cock? Cock pleeeaaase Seb? Please please please?" They'd beg, but with a disdainful lash of Sasha's tail, and a warning hiss, they got the message and took off, looking for easier, or less demanded meat to fuck.

They were pretty cute if I had to be honest, but the fact that even the girls wanted to bolt after less than twenty second made them the last resort of anyone looking for a fix.

Happy that her place as top bitch was secure, Sasha leapt down from around my waist, her arms still around my neck, and suddenly pulled me to the soft earth with her in a shorter patch of grass.

Sasha and patience don't really work as a couple.

"C'mon Seb, this is way far enough, my fuckin' pussys been achin' since last night! Fuck you and your extra work, I didn't even have the energy to masturbate!" She bitched, as bitches tend to do, but I simply shrugged, answering as I took my fancy to her body.

My maw pressed down, and I licked at her neck, feeling her false annoyance melt away like butter on a hot skillet, replaced with a low, humming purr, deep in her throat as I licked and kissed it, overwhelming the pretty kitten with affection and attention, a hand running along the side of her chest, lower down feeling the soft rise of her floating ribs through her tight skin, that gymnasts figure of hers making sure the only extra mass went to her ass and thighs.

"Look, the goats had been quiet all day, I just needed someone to check on them that's all..." I answered, almost dismissively... Work hours are over, now its time to just let loose. Sasha, it seemed, had the same idea, her hand running through my brushed back hair, while the other slipped over my chest, her purring growing louder as she felt my heart thumping away, burning up a never ending fuel of passion and lust.

"Fuck those freak... Right now I just... God damn I wish you'd pound inside of me like this!.." She let her head drop back, and mewled weakly into the night as my licks against her fur slowly moved down, further and further, the fluffy ginger giving way to a trim white at her collarbones, my lips running a trail of kisses along that smooth curve, ending at her chest as her body writhed and squirmed against the earth.

"Wait..." She whispered gently, and I looked up to see her golden amber eyes fixed on mine, the kind of wicked smile on her lips that exposed her little fangs and made my crotch suddenly much more curious about what was going on.

She rose up slowly onto her knees, tail swishing this way and that behind her as she smiled a little wider, and settled back to sit on her legs, a slight tilt off her chin telling me exactly what I needed to know.

As I stood, the little kitty got to see exactly what I knew her mind was all a flutter about now, as right before her eyes, the thin, wet pink tip of my cock was slipped up and out of my sheath,heavy, fury balls hanging right below it, balls tugging up a little as I felt a slender fingered hand rest on my inner thigh and slowly begin to wind its way up.

"Sebastian... You know how much I hate not returning favours right?" The little she-devil asked, her warm hand lifting from my leg, her other joining it as she gave my already gently aching balls a teasing caress, rolling them softly as if to make sure every inch of skin on her fingers got to touch them. I just accepted it... I knew what was coming and I didn't want to delay it any more than I already knew she would.

"I mean, last week, when you went down on me in the barn while Belle was getting hammer fucked in the ass by Jackson... You remember? You had me mewling so loudly that they actually stopped to make sure I wasn't in pain... Damn Seb, I don't know if its just because you're a dog, but the way you slid that tongue up inside me.." She took in air as if tasting it, eyes closed, relishing the memory as she slowly leaned in closer and dragged her saliva coated tongue over my sensitive balls, running her tongue once over them, and then dipping her head under, licking all the way from the back with a slow, torturous pace up, along the seam, rolling her head gently on her neck to give a winding path to the pleasure as her head pulled away, and she opened up wide.

The practised little whore swallowed one of my balls whole, and I was suddenly in heaven!

The warmth, the wet, sloppy warmth of her mouth wrapped around my ball as her tongue lavished and licked over its, my ball pressed between her tongue waggling and her cheek to give it such a unique feeling...

She pulled away just as slowly as she'd licked her way up my sack, sucking softly at my one ball the whole way until it made a soft "Pop" coming from her mouth, her tiny, blunt bottom fangs grazing it in an... Interesting way.

"The thing is Seb... I just hate feeling like I owe people something... Sooo... How about you let me serve you, in every way my little mouth knows how to tonight... And we call it even?" The little ginger seductress looked up at me, those amber eyes wide with an innocence that almost made me forget how she'd just taken a whole nut without even a reflex gag.

Unable to take anymore, my cock slid up out of its sheathe entirely as an answer, long, slick, and perfectly smooth, it flopped down at the end as my deflated knot gave it a gentle bulge where it met my body. The little kitty gave a pleased giggle in response at seeing my cock so close, as i swear she would have clapped in delight if she'd had her hands free, and let out a sigh that sounded more satisfied than aroused. The wash of warm kitten breath against my bare, erect cock made it twitch, and my balls tug up gently in her palms where they still rested.

"I suppose I'll take that as a yes, Handsome?" She smiled, leaving one hand to hold my delicate balls and roll them playfully against the velvet fur of her palm, as the other hand took hold of my 7" cock at its base, and began to stroke, slow, and gentle, the slit at the tip of my cock beading up with a drop of precum that her eager tongue snatched, her eyes closed with joy at the tiny reward, her eyes opening, searching for more before she simply moved her head to the side of my cock, and began lapping at it with lustful hunger.

If her soft fur was velvet her tongue was silk. Silk soaked with thick cream, or honey, and it dragged up and down along my shaft, licking, needingly at my cock, lapping up my precum as I watched it pool on her tongue before she took a moment to close her full, dark lips, coat her mouth with it, and swallow, letting her tongue back out to go back for more.

She'd told me repeatedly that for some reason, I had the best tasting precum on the farm, and she made sure I knew it too, as she'd take any chance she found just to suck on my bare cock, inviting herself more than once into steamy make out sessions just to make sure her favourite toy got serviced.

I decided letting her do all the work would be selfish though, and I placed both of my hands on her head, one scratching thoughtlessly behind an ear that twitched adorably as I did, combined with another hand combing through her hair to make her purr, sending a soft vibration up her tongue, to tease my cock with every lick, making me just wish I could grab her head and force my cock right down into her humming little throat.

Luckily, Sasha gets just as impatient as I am when things get going as before long, she was at the tip of my cock after licking over the rest, coating it with a slimy mess of saliva and precum. She looked up at me with an open mouthed smile, that same sticky mixture forming strings from her tongue to the roof of her mouth, as she waited, wild eyed, knowing I'd never let that desperate of a bitch go unfucked.

I grabbed the back of her head hard and forced my cock into her mouth, letting her catch it on her tongue as my smooth shaft slid against it, gliding on her pre-cum coated tongue, as she closed her lips around it, beginning to serve and suck, her whole mouth rolling back and forth along my cock in rhythm with my thrusts, my cock sliding in and out of her sweet little fuck hole, feeling the gentlest gag like an invitation each time the tip of my cock met the back of her hungry mouth.

The purring got even more intense too, and I felt the vibrations enveloping my cock as she sucked in her cheeks, her tongue sliding back and forth along the bottom of my cock, her mouth now wrapped around my member as I pulled hard once on her hair, forcing her whole head to arch suddenly back, my cock sliding right out of her mouth, past her lips as she let a meow pour from her throat to the sky, her eyes on me with a mix of desperate need and annoyance.

"You want me to fuck that throat little bitch?" I asked, voice gruff and rough with passion as my cock twitched just centimetres from her gasping, sticky maw.

"Just fuck my little throat mutt!" She half hissed, crazed lust mixing with the anger as she stuck her tongue out to full length, letting a rolling bead of something sticky drip straight down to her chest, the string only breaking after a moment.

Never one to make a lady beg, I gripped the back of her head and rammed my cock straight down into her throat, forcing her face into my crotch as this time her tongue didn't get a chance to slow it down, my saliva slicked cock running straight into her hungering, purring, clutching throat.

Her tongue made a series of attempts to do something specific, but settled on just messily and carelessly worshipping my cock with every lick and suck she could manage. Her purring throat wrapped around my cock like a sleeve, and I couldn't help growling with pleasure and tension for the second I held back and just enjoyed feeling her throat swallow and clutch over and over at my cock, her little whore body thirsting for my cum like a good little dump slut should.

But, instincts wont be denied for long, and I quickly got a better grip on her head, one hand holding the back of her skull while the other gripped her neck, and my body arched over her to get into a better position as I began to hump this little kittens fuck hole for all she was worth.

After just a couple of thrusts, her lapping tongue and milking throat were joined by a whore song of desperate breaths and longing whines, my cock pounding in and out of her mouth, the head, now inflated never leaving her almost entirely stuffed throat as I humped the pretty princesses little face with a frantic need, my body screaming, my beastial mind telling me, over and over again, Fuck this bitch, Hump this bitch! Make her pay for every second of that teasing little fucking tongue dance and ruin her fucking maw!

I let a howl rip from my chest into the night, a challenge for any and all, a simple claim that this whore is mine, and I'll tear the throat from anyone else who claims her.

One thrust came faster, with a buck of my hips that forced the knot of my cock over her blunt little fangs and into her mouth, filling it in a way that got me even more aroused, though I didn't know why.

Sasha was making even more desperate little sounds, and I knew her thoughts must have been the same horny train wreck of my own as I realised her arms had gone limp at her sides, her head just pressed against my crotch with a surrendering love, willing to be used like a good little hump toy. She was happy to have her throat fucked, her mouth used, to let her lips drag back and forth along the bulge of my knot, only her tongue still moving with something that felt like purpose, wanting to make sure her lover wanted her right up to the sticky end.

That was the thought that broke the camels back, and I rammed my cock deep into her throat, feeling her hands weakly resting on my thighs as I let out another, louder, longer howl, my engorged doggy cock slammed down her throat, the knot being licked and loved by her tongue as I let loose, my cock twitched, balls aching and tugging with each thick, slimy, heavy load I dropped into my pathetic little cum dumpsters stomach, her throat becoming more rhythmic, her tongue massaging my shaft from beneath to work as much of the precious cum into her throat, as I knew she was gratefully swallowing my gift...

Seconds passed... Maybe? It could have been minutes, but my mind was in such a post orgasmic haze that I could barley tell.

I looked down to see Sasha's amber eyes barley half way opened, with an expression on her face that I knew well. She'd been fucked good, put (Temporarily) in her place, and was now satisfied to fall asleep pretty much as she was.

I'd dealt with this before, though not to the point of my knot being buried in her mouth, but she seemed to be breathing fine, if a little heavily, so I didn't bother pulling it out.

After a little awkward shifting, we laid down in the grass, her body curled alongside mine, her head still in my lap, her tongue now lazily lapping, her mouth softly sucking on my more managably deflated cock like a pacifier.

I brushed her hair slowly, and told her how she'd done pretty damn well, and definitely didn't owe me a thing after that treatment...

All that I got in return was a sleepy sigh, and a (Thankfully short) few seconds of purring, before her heavy lids fell shut, and she drifted off, content.

I looked to the sky above, that soft, pastel blue only the summers brought at the end of the day.

What a wonderful day it was...