User blog:Jerichow/My Hellhound Wife's "towering" Mishap - WARNING: VERY NSFW

And because I can....

After a few blank moments of staring at my wife, who at this point is, beyond my understanding why, proudly displaying in her full bathing suit her new found appendage apparently for me to behold. And behold it I did, though probably not with the mentality that she had expected. Rather than excited, I won't deny, I felt straight up terrified of this thing, for more than a few reasons. Setting aside how damned aggressive my wife can get in bed, or how often she takes the lead... I mean this thing was no joke. Shit, it was bigger than mine for fuck sake, and thanks to my run-in with that freaking Girtablilu a few years back, I'm not exactly an un-endowed man.

I take a deep breath, steeling myself, "W-Well then... um... How did you--"

"Gyoubu Danuki." She says with a wide grin on her face, the fires of her eyes erupting for a second, the silent 'vomf' of their flame reaching my ears. My ass clenched a little at the sound of the flames and in my lower peripheral, I notice the thing twitch upward at me. Mother of god this woman's seriously excited right now... This is not good.

"You know you're not putting that anywhere near my--" I stop when her face becomes sullen very quickly, almost too quickly, or out-of-character for her, "Oh come on." I nearly shout with my exhasperation, "You know that's an 'Exit Only' hole..." I return to grumbling my next words at her, "How many times am I going to have to say no? Last time you tried jamming your finger in there because your friend said it'd make me cum harder and all it did was make me walk funny for the rest of the weekend. Just because you have something bigger... and... thicker... a-and more real...." I cough a few times to clear my throat, "Now I'm sure as hell not gonna let you put that anywhere near my--"

"But I spent so much money on this!" She cried. No, seriously, she literally cried it with tears in her eyes, now outright holding it in her hands, a dribble of clear fluid coming out the tip, "And it aches so much... She said it won't go away until I cum ten times!"

I'd be a damned liar if I said I wasn't at least the worlds faintest bit torn between trying to help my wife and telling her to go fuck herself. I mean after all thanks to that damn merchant she's got the goods to actually ''do it. But at the same time, she IS ''my wife, and that fact alone affords her so much leeway it's not even funny...

''Oh for the love of god... I mutter to myself, Jerichow what in the nine hells have you gotten yourself into marrying this woman? I ponder the situation for some time before the alien sound of whimpers'' comes into my ears. Confused, I look up and see my wife now biting her bottom lip, tears in her eyes with tiny streams down her cheeks, and she is almost squeezing it with both of her paws, "Ah shit... That damn potion has an aphrodisiac in it, doesn't it?"

She nods her head a couple of times, her ears now laid flat as an ironing board, "H-Honey... " She pleads, but I put my hand up to silence her. She is about to protest aloud when I speak up first.

"I'm calling Serena to help with this." I tell her as I pull out my phone and begin tapping on the screen and before she can respond, I inform my wife, "Hey, you're the one that told me she was your old lover before you claimed me. She's said more than once too that she wants to fuck your brains out again and the only thing that's stopped her is that I've said no every time... Well considering that tower between your legs isn't going anywhere near my mouth or my ass... I'm gonna need help with this."

"But... I don't want to do it with just--" She stops after I finish tapping on my phone, sending my text off to our friend. Quickly I walk over to my nervous wife, stepping up behind her, wrapping my arms around her gorgeous jet black abdomen and pull her back onto the bed with me. We both land sitting upright, and my wife lets out a genuinely surprised yelp, feeling two more hands descend around hers, pushing hers out of the way, "HONEY?!"

"Serena's gonna be twenty minutes at least." I start, my wife's body trembling worse that the time she used my length to take her own virginity, "So either you get to sit here alone dealing with it, or...." She yelps as I change hand positions with my left hand working up and down quickly but efficiently, hitting a new nerve she never once had before, nor knew the pleasure of feeling.

"O-Or...?" She asks, gasping her tantilizing hot breaths my way, the fires in her eyes fluttering weakly, displaying for a once-in-a-blue-moon moment where my wife, a Hellhound of all creatures, is timid, nervous, and needing of me to take the lead. Of which, as her husband, I oblige... even if I do so with a subtle hesitance of course.

"Or.." I tease, kissing her on the cheek and forcefully seizing her right breast in my one free hand, a loud, satisfying clap coming from her skin as my hand sunk into her flesh, "You can lay back, spread your legs, and let me show you how this is done." I say, culring one finger of my left hand and pressing a hard joint of my finger into the tendon that ran down the bottom length of this new thing attached to my wife.

Her reactions were... vexing to say the least. Her moans and gasps, as well as the feeling of her tone but still soft ass pressing down against my towering nethers was driving me up a wall. Yet at the same time, those moans and feelings were mixed in with her hips now beginning to rock forward and back, shoving this hot as hell rod of flesh in my hand as if the speed I was going at wasn't enough.

It was weird, but somehow, in a way I couldn't quite put my finger on it... It was hot. Maybe it was the fact that she was never this timid before? Maybe the way she reached her arms back and cradled my head, running her fingers through my own long hair as her tongue brazenly swirled about in my own mouth, the taste of a sweet wine mixed in with our saliva. Monster-boner or not, my wife was a downright sexy as hell woman, and those fiery eyes of hers, that jet black skin matched with her rosy pink nipples, and her gorgeous messy black maine she called hair always made me as hard as a bar of steel.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I'd lost myself in her once again, and my trance was broken by her sudden and very rapid acceleration of her hips. She quickly gripped tight with her left arm, my body and head being on that side of her body left her right arm free to grab my hand still anchored to her love-melon, and suqeezed it harder into her flesh, "I... I think it's coming!" She moaned, now outright fucking my hand with reckless abandon.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well well well, what the hell do we have here?!?!" A fiery and excited voice called out from our left. Both my wife and I turn to see Serena standing in the doorway staring at us both with the very same fiery eyes and wide, hellish, tooth-bering grin, "What has my sister gotten herself into now?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Pretty obvious don't you think?" I ask, my wife nearly ignoring the two of us and throwing her hips up into my hand that squeezed, massaged, and stroked faster than her hips could go, "She's about to blow."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"O~o~o~oh?" Serena asked, slippnig out of her black bikini top, revealing her own larger jet black breasts, the only difference between the sisters' goods being a slight size difference, and Serena's polished obsidian black nipples instead of my wife's rosy red tips, "I wanna see it." She said, that grin on her face telling of a surprising interest in the moment. And as if she had done this a thousand times before, she stepped in front of my wife, her sister, and knelt down. Pulling her lips from mine, my wife looked down to see her sister staring at her raging rod in my hand. Her gasps were indicative enough of when she recognized her sister watching her get a handjob by her husband, thrusting her hips into his hand and directly towards her sister's face. The speed and sensual tones of her gasps grew many fold, and it was like she was running a marathon in place, she was breathing so hard.

<p style="font-weight:normal;"> Watching with a seemingly bottomless interest, Serena decided spectating was no longer entertaining and without warning, licked the tip of my wife's cock to taste the oozing stream of precum, "Mmm... Damn that's good, actually." She said with a hint of surprise to her voice, "Come on Malina..." She started, locking eyes with my wife while fondling herself and leaning up, hoisting her massive twin black moons just inches in front of the raging hard-on in front of her, "Come on and  blow a huge load of cum all over your sister's tits and face ."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Malina's voice only muffled by her bottom lip she was biting into, was still nearly a scream as she whipped her head back at the same time she whipped her hips up into my hand one last time. I could feel the shaft in my hand go well beyond twitching, no, it pulsated, growing what felt like a quarter inch in circumfrence to allow the inhuman amount of hot white cum to burst from the tip with the force of a cannon. And if feeling it wasn't enough, I could hear it too, splattering against Serena's face, her moans and gasps like she was having an orgasm herself being plastered with cum driving Malina on to pull back and then thrust hard another inch into my hand that never once stopped working her up and down until the last weak twitch let a hot dribble of white goo run down the back of my fingers.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">We all sat in place for a few minutes, nobody quite knowing how exactly to take the situation that had just unfolded. But Serena was the first to speak up again, "Well, now I know why you said get over here as fast as I can." The hellhound spoke between licking up the hot rivers of cum that had gotten on her hands and arms, scooping up gobs of it from her breasts and indulging her tastebuds on its flavor.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Y-Yeah..." I respond, my hand now released from her member and bracing the two of us up on the bed. I had to, given that after what I could only guess was a mind-numbing orgasm, my wife let her body go limp against mine and hadn't spoken the entire time since she one-woman bukakke'd her sister.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Did that little bitch Hiri sell you another weird potion, sis?" Serena asked to her sister, and with a weak nod, my wife replied without words, "Damn sis, I keep telling you not to do that. That chick's got a bad rep for selling half-baked goods. What would you have done if this potion was made wrong and you never lose this thing?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I... I don't know..." My wife replied, unaware that her sister had been giving me hand gestures the entire time, instructing me to get up and out of the way, which I did obediently at the same time she got up off her knees and took my wife's shoulders in her large paws.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well, I know what I would do if this thing became permanent..." With a quick forceful shove, the older hellhound pushed my wife down onto our bed and got up onto it herself, straddling my wife and pinning her member down with her own nethers, "Damn this thing looks fun... Hey hubby, you're okay with this right? I mean, unless you want her to stick it up your-"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Nah, nah, I'm good, I'm good." I quickly protest, taking another step back, "That's why I text you, there's no way that thing's fitting in my ass even if I was gay."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">With a sinister grin, Serena looked down at her sister, my wife who looked genuinely scared staring back at her.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"But hey--" I start, cutting them off, both looking at me, "I'm not asking you to rape my wife like you did me last year." I firmly point out, "I just thought you two--" A paw reaches up and carresses my cheek. It was Serena's.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Aw dearie, that's why I love you so much..." She said it with a smile unbefitting a hellhound. A genuine, caring smile was painted upon her face that stared at me, "Well, since you can stand there and not piss your pants in front of me now saying such things... I guess I'll have to oblige." She looked down to her sister, "Saved by the hubby..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Watching as Serena pulled her bikini bottom to the side revealing her polished black, dripping wet pussy, I take a front row seat to watching my wife's sister throw her hips down and fuck my wife like a hellhound would a husband. She agreed not to rape my wife, but that didn't mean she was going to get all cuddly or romantic with her. The sounds of their sex no doubt were heard through the walls by the neighbors, their skin-slapping thrusts clapping in the room one, two times per second, only stopping when Serena threw her hips all the way down and ground herself back and forth on her sister's cock.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">The spectacle lasted barely ten minutes, and my wife's gasps turned into moans, turned into cries of ecstasy and her once timid demeanor was repalced with a lust for her partner, her lover, and sister straddling her and taking her girth all the way to the base from the tip thrust after thrust. With a few quicker thrusts, I knew that face my wife made, her eyes clenched shut hard, and her fingers arching as she grabbed her sister's hips and pulled down with all her might, lifting both of their bodies off of the bed. I could hear the quiet squirts of cum being shot into Serena through her abdomen, like a very faint water jug letting a bubble of air up, I could hear the cum being pumped into her.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">And damn was it hot too, my own member was itching for a chance to do the same, with either of them at this point. It twitched hard in between my legs, protesting against this spectator's position we felt relegated to, and with a few quick words in case my Will needed to be drawn upon, I hopped off the bed and walked around behind the two without them noticing me.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"GOD DAMN''!'" Serena yelled, finally falling limp onto her sister, "Sheezus fuckin'-a that was intense... I think you shot a gallon of cum into me sis..." She huffed, bracing herself up with her paws on the bed under her sister's arms, "Man I'm starting to actually hope that Danuki's potion really does make this thing permanent..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"R-really?" Malina asked, looking at her sister who lowered her head down and gently nipping down on her right breast. The cry of pleasure my wife made sent a shock through my body that made even my own member jump hard only an inch away from her still-pristine and uneffected pussy that throbbed under the large dark flesh above piercing into the welcoming pussy above.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Well even if it is..." I start, catching both women off guard who quickly turn back to me before I grab my wife's legs under her knees and press them down and back into the bed, forcing her into doing the splits and exposing herself to me, "This pussy is still mine!" I say while quickly thrusting straight forward down into my wife who yells out in both surprise and pleasure, her pussy clamping down on me, and her arms quickly snatching her sister's head in their grasp and pulling her head down back onto her breast.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Oh.... Oh man was I so happy this was left uneffected... This heat, this hot as hell wet cave of womanly flesh that stole the strength from my entire body and milked my balls dry what had to be a thousand times now. Grabbing Serena's legs, I position them to have her pin my wife's legs down while letting us both comfortably go to town on my wife.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Being a hellhound, and no doubt still horny with a hard cock stuffed more than half way up into her pussy, Malina got right back to work slamming her hips down on my wife in cadence with my thrusts crashing my hips into hers. Pinning my wife's hands to the bed above her head, my only regret being back here enjoying the view was not being able to see the two making out while we fucked Malina's brains out.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Several hours had long past before we finally got done, but we ended in spectacular fashion. Making my wife nearly faint from the force of her whole body orgasm, stuck and powerless between her husband and sister. With her hair wrenched tightly in my right hand pulling her head all the way back and to the side, my teeth remained sunk milimeters into the side of her neck. And with my left arm wrapped around her abdomen letting me pull myself as far into her as I could physically go, I poured the last of myself into her pussy while her sister was no less domineering. Wrapping both mine and my wife's bodies in her legs, she locked the three of us into a solid mass of flesh, and let her sister feel the force of her purposely, intentionally crushing down on the base of her cock while muscles in the back of her pussy pulled, creating a vacuum effect inside of her that drew out the last drop of semen Malina's body could make.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Ho~o~o~ly shit...." Serena swooned, lying down to my left, my wife lying down on my right, "Damn boy, you've gotten a hell of a lot better since last time."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Th-Thanks..." I try to say between gasps of air, "I... I had a lot of practice."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"That you did." She replied, and with a motion towards my face, turned my head towards her with a single finger of her paw, and let me have a slow, deep french kiss, one that my wife would share with me after we were done. Letting me go, she nuzzled her head down onto my chest under my shoulder, looking up at me, "Now I see why she was so crazy about you..."

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I aim to please.." I try to remain whitty, but my sweat-soaked face and beet red cheeks tell other tales of my condition.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"And you, little missy." Serena turned her head to look at her sister, reaching down and snagging the limp member hanging still between her legs, "We need to talk about this little partner of yours. You got off WAY more than ten times and it's still hangin' here... So you know what I'm gonna ask you, right?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Y-Yeah..." Malina said with a quick look up at me, almost... almost as if asking for my permission. Was this a dream? It couldn't be. My hips would never, ever, EVER hurt this much in a dream, and I'm pretty sure the force of a few of my climaxes would have roused me from my sleep anyway. But here she lay, looking up at me with an expecting look on her face like she was waiting for me to give her permission.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"I... I don't know why you're looking at me like that. You two were lovers long before I came around... So I mean if it's not gonna go away, of course I don't mind at all if she--" Quickly another pair of lips presses into mine, and my wife lets me feel her appreciation with an even deeper french kiss, pressing her face into mine hard enough it presses me back into the bed where she makes a meal out of my lips and tongue for the next few minutes.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">It was perhaps not the most usual of circumstances that could have erupted from this weekend. But I had to admit, it could have turned out a hell of a lot worse I figured, thanking the stars above my ass had not once been so much as touched the entire night. I looked down at the two women now nuzzled up on either side of me, both already long gone asleep and resting so peacefully, the tiny flutters of the flames of their eyes barely making it an inch from their brows.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">I watch them for the next hour, noticing the occasional tail flipping up and resting back down, or feeling one of them adjust themselves to better lie atop of me, feeling more of our skin touching each other. It seemed like an outlet to the two of them, like the more flesh they had pressed against me, the more comfortable they were. It felt good, their naturally hot and soft bodies wrapping up against either side of me nearly drove my member to wake once more, but alas he was far too tired. And speaking of members... Feeling a new, fleshy membrane against my right leg was no doubt quite a bit more than a little odd, I had to admit, and it would no doubt take quite a bit of getting used to...But damn, there was no way it could shake a stick at the sight of two hellhounds nuzzled up against me, sleeping away after a hell of a night of awesome sex.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Am I man enough to be the husband of one hellhound? You'd have to ask the hellhound. Am I man enough to be the husband to a couple of Hellhound sisters? Well, I'm not quite sure about that, but let it be known to the world far and wide that I never yield from a challenge, especially when that challenge involves an eternity of pleasing two of the sexiest jet-black-skinned hellhounds I had ever known in my life after settling down in the seventh realm of hell.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Ah, the life of an Incubus never ends....