Bad Breeding

Bad Breeding

“Are- are you sure baby?” Pyrrha questioned gently, a hand landing on Joan’s thigh. Gods, she was already hard and tenting her skirt! If that hadn’t been enough on its own, Joan’s head eagerly bobbing up and down helped convey her interest. Pyrrha tried to focus on Joan’s excitement rather than her… well, excitement… and how perfect it would taste in her mouth… how she wanted to have Joan writhing and screaming under her mouth alone…

“I’m sure.” Joan voiced in a timid register. It was just enough to stir Pyrrha from any of her nastiest thoughts… thoughts of relaxing more than just her throat for her lover’s length.

“I- it isn’t a thing that will get your dysphoria going?” Pyrrha voiced the worry that readily rumbled around in her head ever since she first considered and quickly denied bringing her dirty desire to Joan.

“I- yes? But… but… it’s not like I don’t wanna be a…” Joan blushed bright and tried to pull her skirt back down to hide her excitement. All she succeeded in doing was drawing more attention to it.

“Oh sweetie, you’ll make a great momma one day.” Pyrrha lept to assure.

“You… you really think so?” Gods it was painfully cute. The way Joan’s cheeks darkened and her smile brightened. From the subtle bounce in her mussy grown out hair to the way her erection bounced under her skirt, clearly throbbing with eagerness; an eagerness Pyrrha desperately wanted to feel again.

“I know so.” Pyrrha affirmed as she leaned in closer on the bed and pressed the gentlest kiss to Joan’s lips. “You will be the best mom. Plus… like I said, we are out of condoms, so why not lean into the kink of it all.” She tried it off like it was nothing.

“I- I could just run down to the store and…” Joan rushed to offer.

“Babe, I told you I got more yesterday, I just forgot them in the car. It’s… it is just a dumb excuse for if you wanna have some extra fun.” Pyrrha clarified.

“Ooh! Oh! I- umm… are you sure you wanna?”

“If you are up for it…” Pyr’s cheeks burned uncomfortably hot. “I- it is my kink, you are doing a favor for me if we… like… you know.” She looked down to her hands shamefully.

“I- umm, yeah, well, it sounds hot and all. I- I’m not sure how I will feel after, but… but cuddles? Cuddles should help even if I end up feeling a little weird after.”

“Of course… and umm, you know I like that position, so… cuddles is perfect.” Pyrrha winked.

“Oh!” Joan lit up! “Yeah! Can we?” She cheered.

“Course, just let me get comfy, ok love?” Pyrrha smiled bright.

“Mhmm!” Joan nodded and hummed her affirmation.

“I love you.” Pyrrha offered as she turned over in the bed, pulled pillows under her head and one to hold in front of her. As a final signal to Joan that the time was right, a single hand reached behind herself and pulled her fluffy pajama pants.

Pyrrha’s cheeks burned worse yet as she forced herself to stick her ass out and shake it for her lover. It was beyond Pyrrha what possessed her to do so, but she even reached behind herself to spread her lips already drenched from just anticipation.

“H- holy fuck Pyr…” Pyrrha could just hear Joan’s jaw careening into the floor.

“Mhmm, fuck, Joan~” Pyrrha felt scandalized by how heated her own voice turned out. “I- Oh fuck… I- B- breed me J- Joan~” Pyrrha bit her lower lip and whimpered as a finger slipped inside her. Fuck! Empty! She was so damned empty and Joan knew all too well what she needed! It was simply evil and cruel of her to make Pyrrha wait.

"B- Brothers." Joan gasped and Pyrrha could just hear her mind breaking.

"Joan~" Pyrrha whined impatient.

"Gods… I…" Joan gawked breathless.

"Baby? P- please…" Pyrrha's voice sounded so damned pitiful. She hated how she loved hearing it in herself, how deviant parts of her reveled in her weakness.

"I- umm- wow Pyr. You're…" Joan mumbled timidly.

"Joan! P- please!" Pyrrha demanded weakly, her fingers spreading her drenched folds. "I… I want you to cum in me… I- f- fill me up, please?" She hid her face into her pillow as a futile effort to hide her shame.

"I- oh hell, Pyr." Joan mumbled. "I- umm- can… can I do something? I- you are just so… you are so beautiful and… and I wanna…"

"Fuck, Joan, please! I don't care, just… I- please." Pyrrha grumbled frustrated and embarrassed. "Do whatever you want. I- I just need you!"

"Oh fuck." Joan breathed. Pyrrha could feel Joan scurrying on the bed, rushing to move somewhere and she couldn't understand it till she felt Joan's hot breath against her messy cunt and drenched fingers.

"J! Joan!" Pyrrha yelped.

"Please, I… it just looked so good and I wanna…" Joan requested, already pressing kisses to Pyr's left ass cheek.

"Oh fuck, yes… Joan." Pyr shifted just a little so she was face down on the bed and could arch her ass up to have her holes eaten as dedicatedly as Joan always was for her.

Without even an iota of hesitation, Joan delved in. She buried her tongue between Pyrrha’s folds and flicked it repeatedly against her clit. Fuck! Joan knew her body too well, she knew exactly how to love Pyrrha in all the ways she never knew she needed. Pyr arched back into her lover’s tongue, she moaned and cried as she felt her most sensitive center caressed by her lover’s gentle kiss.

“Oh~ Joan~ Baby!” Pyrrha reached back and pushed her head further into her needy snatch. “M- more… it’s so good~” Pyr moaned and pressed her hips back into Joan’s face. She giggled lightly as Joan mumbled and yelped only to lick deeper. Joan knew just how to take care of her~

“Mhmm tast hood.” Joan mumbled into Pyrrha’s cunt and the added vibration of her voice had Pyrrha keening with heat.

“Good girl~ fuck, so good, just… just keep eating. Oh fuck! I… just like that, my clit, my clit, my~” Pyrrha’s voice cracked as Joan turned her attention to Pyrrha’s clit and dared to even suck it between her lips. With her tongue, Joan pulled back Pyrrha’s hood and began to assault her tightest wound cluster of nerves.

Pyrrha was hopeless from that point forward. Or at least, any hopes of holding out so they could cum first together were utterly dashed. She could already feel the singularity building in her body, the familiar building sense and just as she began to tumble over, Joan moved. “Joan!” Pyrrha screamed a breathless yell.

Joan gave no coherent reply, just an idle groan as she moved fingers to take over where her tongue had been a moment earlier.

“Oh fuck that’s better.” Pyrrha exhaled her relief at Joan’s delicate touch running over her sensitive spot. “Why- why- mhmm~ why did you stop.” Pyrrha struggled to manage words against the bliss of Joan’s thumb circling the gentlest teasing touches along the head of her clit. “Ohh~ fuck that feels so good.” She cooed with a slack jaw as Joan slipped a finger inside of her.

“Can I give you more?” Joan requested in a shuttery hot breath.

“Oh fuck, don’t care, just… just make me fucking cum Joan!” Pyrrha nearly snapped, but her broken tone came off too weak for it to sting (anyone other than her) even in the slightest.

“Love you!” Joan cheered and a moment later Pyr knew for certain what she meant. Oh, Joan was good and knew her too well. As Joan’s perfect tongue graced between her cheeks and extended to circle around her tight ring.

“Oh~ J- ooohhh~” Pyrrha pressed back into Joan again as Joan began to find a rhythm. Her eyes were quick to roll back as Joan continued to pump her fingers into Pyrrha, tease her clit, and eat her out with such luxurious detail. Too much. It was too much in all the ways Pyrrha wanted to be drowned in an embarrassment of pleasureful riches. “JOAN!” She managed to scream, signaling her desperation and her need, the overwhelming weight that built and twisted in her gut demanding that she find release soon, before the sheer heat of the act could snap her in half.

“Cum.” Joan mumbled, her tongue as far extended beyond her lips as was physically possible. Her fingers too helped as best they could. Circles spun faster and faster on Pyrrha’s clit in the way they both knew she could almost never handle for more than a minute before either overstim ruined the fun or Pyrrha came gushing like a water fountain. Never the slouch in anything to do with loving Pyr, Joan jackhammered her index finger into Pyrrha and even slipped in another finger without warning.

Pyrrha shuttered and her walls clamped around the sudden new stretch, that ever so slight surprise burn she loved so much, the sensation that just always had her unraveling at all of her seems and~

She screamed as the world collapsed, as the singularity in the base of her body twisted tighter and tighter till she imploded. The limp remains of Pyrrha shuttered arhythmically. Little jolts of lintering pleasure still shooting through her as her greedy cunt clamped down around all its emptiness. It could have been a pitiful experience, weak and reeling with ecstasy, but Joan kissed the back of Pyrrha’s neck and whispered soft reassuring nothings. Joan rotated Pyrrha back onto her side and cuddled up to her backside.

Pyrrha could already feel Joan’s heat. She knew all too well that Joan was hard and ready, more than ready to stuff her full and break her poor little mind with more pleasure than she could ever handle. Oh gods how she looked forward to it with every very fiber of her being.

“You doing ok love? You… seemed to collapse there after you… are you sure you are up for more?”

“I- are you not up for the other thing anymore?” Pyrrha paused.

“Oh no, I’m ready! I’m like! Super ready! Like either we are going to, or I am going to go take a shower and I’ll come back really happy and relaxed in a couple minutes!”

“We are going to then.” Pyrrha demanded the moment she knew Joan wasn’t hesitating for the sake of dysphoria.

“Oh, really? You are still up for it?” Joan’s eyes sparkled brilliantly. Gods, Pyrrha knew Joan saw her as the paragon of beauty, but she felt certain Joan could give her a run for her money with a smile so sweet as that.

“Of course I am Joan, it’s my kink.” Pyrrha giggled. “You were the bimbo who got too distracted and just couldn’t help but eat my pussy and ass. Greedy girl.” Pyrrha teased with a kiss.

“Gods, I love you Pyr.” Joan mumbled into the kiss, her mind stunned and reeling from the comments and how it made her cheeks an adorable bright red.

“I love you too babe!” Pyrrha cheered. “Now come on, I wanna feel you, really you, inside me, nothing between us but love.”

“Aww! Pyr!” Joan pulled Pyrrha in closer and kissed her passionately.

“I love you too, I- umm… now… breed me.” Pyrrha requested awkwardly.

“I- you are sure right?” Joan pulled Pyrrha even closer to herself. She was so warm against Pyrrha’s back, her cock nestled with it’s underside neatly between Pyrrha’s ass cheeks.

Pyrrha closed her eyes. With a deep breath, she allowed one hand to fall down to her belly. How sweet, the idea of being able to bring her beautiful wife a perfect little angel. How hot… being stuffed with Joan’s cum and maybe, just maybe against all the odds, ending up with a little hitch hiker. Her cheeks darkened when she thought of growing round with Joan’s child, of being catered on by her loving partner as she worked to bring them a little miracle. She wanted it. From head to toe she wanted it so bad. Pyrrha wanted Joan’s dirty cum leaking out her messy cunt. She wanted the panic and to be calmed by the loving partner. She would grow round and for a time, even olympiad Pyrrha would be made mortal with the proof of Joan’s love. “I’m sure.” Pyrrha answered only a half second slow. “Im really sure love.” Pyrrha nodded.

“Ok. I- wow, this… this is really hot Pyr.” Joan giggled away the anxious and kinky butterflies in her stomach shining in her voice.

"It is Joan, I, I want you… I… umm… I want your raw cock in me… filling me up… I… I wanna feel your cum deep in my cunt… dripping out, all creamy n' sticky n' loved n' mhhh~" Pyrrha moaned as Joan slipped herself from between her cheeks to pressing against her slit. "F- fuck… your… your so hot… so swollen and achey for me, oh fuck… p- please… I- I need you baby." Pyrrha whimpered, her fingers desperately stroking up and down her girlfriend's hard length. She loved teasing Joan, testing her nails against the underside of Joan's sexy cock and watch her twitch and squirm.

Heavy breaths cascades against Pyrrha's shoulder in-between gentle kisses. Joan, eager as ever, pressed the sweetest light kisses against the back of Pyrrha’s neck. She nuzzled and Pyrrha couldn’t help but giggle as her thighs clamped around Joan and pressed the head of her cock just a little closer to where she needed it.

“Hey! What’d I do?” Joan yelped and pulled her warmth, her self, and her length back; something Pyrrha was far from pleased by.

“You didn’t do anything love.” Pyrrha turned back. Her voice so soft, so sweet, so welcoming for the always anxious Joan.

“I- you laughed!” Joan whimpered, and Pyrrha’s heart broke for her.

“I giggled- I-m I’m sorry, it was just a giggle because I was feeling ticklish and really into the moment.”

Joan blinked, her concern relaxed to contentment then confusion. “I- what tickled you?” Joan gave quite the humorous baffled look as her eyes gestured down below where she tented the sheets.

“No silly!” Pyrrha googled and swatted Joan’s arm as an excuse to offer a calming touch to soothe any second blow. “It was just your stubble, it felt nice against my neck.”

“Oh…” Joan frowned and Pyrrha’s heart began to shatter. “I… but you liked it?” Her brow furrowed.

“I’m sorry. I- should I not have told you?” Pyrrha offered quickly, her hand soothing up and down Joan’s upper arm.

“No, no, it would have bugged me if you didn’t tell me.” Joan offered quickly though with something of a pensive look. “I- I’m sorry it’s been so much… like, the switching over… and finding all the things that work and that feel so… so wrong now and…” Joan sighed, and Pyrrha brought her into a hug but didn’t interrupt. “I… it was always wrong… always felt wrong… I just… I can’t- not anym-”

“You don’t have to.” Pyrrha’s voice broke from her throat as she held Joan close. “I don’t want you to do anything that feels wrong baby, only the things that feel comfy and that you want to do.” Pyrrha voiced louder and an almost ordering tone.

Joan wrapped her arms tight around Pyrrha. “I love you.” Joan whimpered so sweet her warmth enveloped and comforted Pyr.

“I love you too baby. Are you alright?” Pyr drug her nails up and down Joan’s back in hopes to soothe.

“I- yeah… still really horny, even with emotions all over the place.” Joan chuckled.

“Puberty can do that.” Pyrrha comforted.

“Wild.” Joan mused and snuggled into Pyrrha.

“It’s going to be alright baby.” Pyrrha kissed Joan’s forehead. “Before we continue, is there anything you need or anything you need to have stop? Is it alright that I mention what tickled me?”

“I… it’s alright today? I- it bugs me more some days and less others?” Joan suggested with a scrunched up face. “I- I think I am alright with it tonight if it makes you feel better.” Joan explained.

“You wanna shave.” Pyrrha observed.

“So so so bad.”

“But you’re horny?” Pyrrha raised her brow.

“So so so bad.” Joan repeated.

“Oh my gods, go shave you beautiful dork! I’ll be good to go just as much in five minutes when you can feel more yourself.” Pyrrha’s playful push sent Joan to go make herself more comfortable.

“Ok, much better!” Joan cheered as she returned.

“Good, now come here.” Pyrrha shuffled over to the edge of the bed on her knees where she held Joan for just a moment. “I love you babe.” She leaned in and kissed Joan

“Aww, I love you too.” Joan cheered.

“Do you trust me. I have an idea to help? Maybe… I… I'm not sure, but I think you might enjoy." Pyrrha paused before they could go any much further.

"I- umm, sure, you know I’m down for pretty much whaaaa~” Joan yelped as she was yanked down onto the bed. “Oh, wa- wow” Joan yelped as she felt Pyrrha move to straddle her. Gods, was that supposed to be that good? And… and her length was pressed all up against Pyrrha’s drenched cunt, and it felt so good, and her mind was just… melting away under Pyrrha.

“Mhmm, fuck baby, you are nice and excited for me huh?” Pyrrha cooed as she rolled her hips, enjoying the sensation of Joan’s cock twitching under her with hunger.

“P- p- oh Pyr~” Joan mumbled and moaned, her head rolling back as her mind leaked out her ears. “Woah… that’s…”

“You still good baby? You sure this isn’t too much. No more of my sexy girlfriend playing the tough grizzled ol’ man and suffering through instead of telling me, ok?” Pyrrha requested with a finger landing gently on Joan’s lips, and a spread hand sliding up her chest to cup her budding breast.

“AH!” Joan yelped, the touch against her aching new tit enough to send her spinning and nearly have her shooting.

“Gods, my girlfriend is so cute! So needy.” Pyrrha rejoiced. “I love you so much darling. I’m sorry about earlier. I didn’t meant to ruin the mood by telling you.”

“Oh- oh- Oh fucking- I- it’s ok, just- just- oh fuck, Pyr, please, oh my gods, p- please- I- they’re so sensitive and if you keep… I’m gonna…” Joan whimpered and squirmed.

With the wicked smile of a sadist, Pyrrha leaned in. She leaned in, and whispered a malicious little “Good girl” into Joan’s ear.

As the world began to come back into focus, and Joan began to feel the bedding under her once more, she noticed Pyrrha’s head thrown back, and not much late, she noticed Pyrrha’s moans of delight as she bounced up and down on her cock. She was overstimulated in a way that made her think her mind just might actually break.

“Aww, you wanna cum again baby? Such a greedy little whore for me, aren’t you Joan.” Pyrrha teased and taunted, all as she brought Joan’s hands to her breasts for a good groping. Pyrrha moaned at Joan’s messy ministrations. She moaned, but what she did in turn to Joan had her screaming. Evil as ever, even as Pyrrha rolled Joan deeper and deeper into her. Evil, cruel. Vile, Pyrrha lowered her head and took Joan’s nipple into her mouth, sucking on it till Joan came all over again, the hot sticky seed filling Pyrrha’s hot, aching cunny.

“Fuck baby, you came all over again!” Pyrrha cheered and ground herself down on Joan some more. “And in me this time.” Pyrrha added with a little, almost condescending chirp.

“I- ah ha a- bah- luv- ah- yuu~” Joan murmured and mumbled.

“Holy fuck this is hot… I… do you have another in you babe? I… I want you to do it again… I…” Joan’s head cleared up ever so slightly at the unfamiliar embarrassed look on Pyrrha’s face. “I- can we go back to the cuddling position… I just… being bred like that sounds so…” Her cheeks were darker than her hair and the sight nearly worried Joan. It worried her enough to bring her up from the fog of multiple orgasms.

“C- course. I- sorry, my chest is like… really….”

“I know baby.” Pyrrha kissed her. “I kind of love it, even if I know I can’t go doing that to you all the time.”

“I- it just gets to be so much and… I- it was really nice tonight tho, thank you.” Joan settled and moved onto her side with Pyrrha.

“Thank you!” Pyrrha chirped. “I didn’t know how hot it could feel to have a girl cum like right against your clit… it was… woah.” Pyrrha reeled.

“Oh? Really?” Joan asked with a hint of a pervy and interested tone.

“Yeah, it was like… oh fuck baby, you are poking me just right~” Pyrrha arched just a little, and Joan’s hips rocked right up to meet the eager sopping wet cunt that needed her.

“I love you.” Joan wrapped her arms around Pyrrha and held her tight.

“I love you too Joan.” Pyrrha shook her ass just so, and pressed back into Joan.

“So… is my… ah… good girl aching to be bred?” Joan tested timidly.

“Oh fuck.” Pyrrha bit her lip and her walls clamped down around Joan’s slick, cum covered length. “I- J- Joan.” She whimpered and welcomed  bothJoan’s embrace and her cock.

“I love you Pyr, and I wanna put a baby in you. I- I wanna…” Joan bucked up into her and Pyrrha’s eyes rolled back.

“J- Oooh~ Joan, baby… baby, I’m close… please, I- I wanna wait and cum with you… please…” She whimpered and felt so weak for it, so needy, so human.

“I- I- I’m close.” Joan replied quickly. “I- I love you, and you are kinda like a vice right now in like… the best way.” Joan laughed anxiously.

“Mhmm… only because you’re so sexy.” Pyrrha cooed. Her hand slipped back to grab Joan’s. She directed Joan down to her cunt, and pressed her lover's fingers against her.

“You’re so wet babe… your body wants it so bad.” Joan teased and began to rub her fingers over Pyrrha’s clit and kiss the back of her neck, all while fucking her slowly.

“It does- I- I do… p- please Joan? C- cum in me?” Pyrrha shuttered and moaned.

“I love you, and you’ll make the best mother. So strong, so beautiful, so…”

“You- you will- t- t- tooo~” Pyrrha managed only just in the nick of time before her body broke, before she began wringing every drop of Joan’s love from her poor lovingly abused cock. Her eyes rolled back, and the warm seed filling her up made her feel so overjoyed, the purest essence of her partner’s love spilling into her womb and… Pyrrha blushed at just the thought.

“F- fuck babe, that was…” Joan panted.

“It was great.” Pyrrha reeled. “Fuck… if we ever do this after my implant wears off, I- I’m gonna be like loosing my mind.”

“Implant?” Joan questioned.

“Oh yeah, you remember, I got the implant instead of the pills last year. They always made me feel a little off, and my doc said the implant would have it interfere with my performance in the field a little less.” Pyrrha explained.

“Oh- I- oh! I- so you are still on…”

“Yeah, we were just having fun and…” Pyrrha spun over to see Joan. “you… you thought we were trying for real.” Pyrrha questioned with eyes wide like saucers.

“Well, not not trying, but… not… trying to not…” Joan blushed and shrugged.

“You— you wanna… you thought we were… and that was…”

“I mean, of course, I… I… not of course… but… if we are going to do it, it would be more likely to be possible sooner rather than later.” Joan explained.

“I- Joan.” Pyrrha blushed. “You wanna have a baby?”

“I- ah- well, no! I- I mean… maybe? I- i just…” Joan whimpered.

“Oh baby! I was like too scared to ask, and honestly I was a little worried when you came out and- I- I just didn’t want you to feel…”

“I love you Pyr.” Joan leaned in to kiss Pyrrha. “You are amazing, and thank you so much. I… I’m ok with it. If we ever want to at least.”

“I… I think I need to call my gyno.” Pyrrha smiled and kissed Joan once more.

The End