Samuel was beside himself. He initially offered her some beer and food to cheer the massive woman up slightly after he yelled and scared her. What was currently happening was in no way what he expected to happen.

　　Yeah, he did not argue with her cuddling, but he assumed that when he rebuked her in the living room, that would have been the end of her attempting to seduce him. Even if he would have struggled to sleep with a raging hardon

　　Then she came into his room.

　　With each step closer, Samuel felt his cock ache, it had been years since he had been with anyone, and dammit, she looked and felt divine. He nearly fell asleep buried between her massive and unbelievably warm breasts.

　　Samuel`s heart pattered faster and faster, her golden eyes traversing his form as she neared. Even that little growl she gave out was unbelievably sexy; as it rolled over his skin, it pulled goosebumps up in its wake. Never in all his life did he think he could find growling sexy, but here he was.

　　She knelt down to meet him roughly at his level, but even on her knees, she still was half a head taller. When she guided his hand to her breast, he paused initially, confliction filling him, remnants of guilt and memories of his late wife guiding his hesitance. Looking into her golden eyes. Her slitted pupils looked at him earnestly, filled with lascivious desire.

　　She whispered something in his ear in a husky breath, pushing away any hesitation he may have had. Be it the years alone or just how unbelievably soft and gentle she was, he was unsure, but one thing Samuel did know, he wanted this; somewhere deep inside his subconscious, a voice screamed at him that this was right. As if a primal call from ancestors past demanded he stop fuddling about and say yes..

　　She pressed him against the bed as her supple, warm lips tenderly pressed to his. Samuel pushed his hand against her massive mounds, feeling his fingers eagerly welcomed in by her soft fur and rolling fat.

　　She muttered softly to him as the kiss broke. Her intense stare and imposing presence were unique, something he had never experienced. He was always the larger one in his past relationships and was the one to initiate anything. Having her being so forward was refreshing and tantalizing.

　　He felt like he was not the angry, nearly 200 cm tall, burly old man he had been for years. Her warmth and gentle pine scent pushed his mind and body to a youthful exuberance he thought had left him long ago.

　　"I am old, not stupid," Samuel smirked, crawling his hand underneath the thin cloth tightly clinging to her chest.

　　She mewled as his fingers twisted her large, hard nipple. Samuel raised his other hand and ran it through her silky silver hair, brushing it out of her face. Letting him revel in her features. Her gorgeous reflective gold eyes, plush pouty lips, pink button nose, and velvety ears perched amidst the ocean of silver gracefully flowing from her head.

　　Samuel slid his hand up and gently massaged her ears; the warm texture pulled his hand in while she leaned against his touch. She let out a deep breath that kissed his skin and beard. She looked at him eagerly, as if she was waiting for further admittance to what he desired, as if him massaging her tit was not enough.

　　Cupping his other hand behind her head, Samuel brought his lips to her. They were far larger than any humans ever could be, but that in no way stopped him from enjoying the soft surface. She reached around, supported his back with her hand, and pressed against him until he was nearly flat against the bed. She teased him with her tongue, rolling it across his lips.

　　Giving into her overwhelming being, Samuel opened his mouth for her. Her tongue was thick and wide yet as dexterous as the hands of a surgeon. It felt like wet silk as it glided along every centimeter of his mouth. He tried to join her in the carnal kiss; it took her several moments to lessen her ferocity, but she held back and allowed him to partake.

　　They held each other tighter as their tongues slickly lapped against one another, neither fighting for dominance, instead allowing the other to pass and explore the other`s maw. Their lungs began to burn, neither wanting to pause as they sampled the other`s flavors.

　　She retracted her tongue and paused, catching her breath. Samuel watched it slip back between her lips, realizing how reserved she had been with her nimble appendage, having used nowhere near a quarter of it. It could easily have snaked throughout his mouth and filled it to the brim if she wished for that to happen.

　　She guided him atop the bed, with her atop straddling him. Her soft, fatty thighs encapsulated his waist. The slightest amount of wet warmth dripped from behind the curtain of her loincloth, soaking his boxers.

　　She leaned over, resting her breast on his bare chest, her silver fair falling down, encapsulating both of their head. She wetted her lips and muttered a few words in a growly tone. Every motion she made from this close caused her bouquet of scents to invade his mind. Heavy pine, subtle hints of sweet berries, and sharp sulfur.

　　Her tongue rolled out and slickly caressed his face, a wet slick being left in its wake. She gently rocked her hips against his while she pressed her massive appendage back into his mouth. Samuel moaned as she unleashed more unbridled ferocity than their first kiss.

　　Her girth filled Samuel`s mouth to the brim as she tried to tie his tongue in a knot. Hell she likely could pick a lock with how dexterous it was. He tried to meet her ferocity, but any amount of force was nowhere near matching her. She was so strong and forceful. The flat end of her tongue caressed the back of his throat as the invader entirely nestled itself in his warm, cavernous mouth. But the taste, her slick saliva, was sweet as candy and was only made more enjoyable with the taste of the faded hops from the beer they both had been drinking.

　　Samuel sputtered and felt himself drifting into a blissful fog. His body melted between her velutinous body and the welcoming fabric of the bed. He was practically drowning beneath her doughy body. Her breasts squished against him as she let more of her weight press into him.

　　He reached up and rubbed his hands against her upper ass, unable to reach much further. Her silken fur engulfed his digits, his rough palms greedily grabbing her large rump. He pulled down on her as much as he could, wanting more of her soft body against his. As his hands explored her massive squashy hips, he found the knot holding her small loin cloth on. He sunk his hand deeper into her malleable flesh and scooped the knot into his palm.

　　Samuel struggled to release the knot with one hand. Between her kisses, having him see stars, and the delicious scents pouring off her, he could almost not control his fingers—-almost. It took several attempts, but the knot slipped loose in his hands after a few moments. He took one of the ends of cordage and swept her loincloth away, tossing it to god knows where. Not that either of them cared.

　　 She growled into his mouth, feeling his cock begging to escape his skivvies as she rubbed her yearning fold against it. She slipped her tongue free of his mouth, her thick, succulent saliva dribbling out of her mouth and onto his beard. She wiped it away with her thumb, watching him as he panted for air.

　　"Oh my god!" Samuel gasped, unable to comprehend the experience of the unrestricted kiss.

　　Her lips and tongue were as greedy as any animal, yet every action was gentle and controlled. She was clearly being very attentive to the drastic size difference between the two. Samuel had never been driven like that before and strangely enjoyed it. Somewhat already missing her slippery snake coiling and rooting around in his mouth.

　　She sat up and slipped the knot that held her meager garment tightly against her breast. Samuel anxiously watched as the fabric fell away and landed on her round belly. Her gargantuan globes looked even better without the cloth. Each mountain of flesh held a wonderfully round shape and was capped with a tantalizing areola about as large as his palm. He had not expected them to have no fur on them, but there they were in all their vibrant pink glory, taunting him with how hard her nipples were.

　　Samuel started to sit up, and she shimmied back off his crotch to let him. He was captivated by her appearance. Her ocean of soft fur was unbelievably gorgeous, and the stripes throughout it helped emphasize her figure, making her hips and bust only look more significant than they already were. Her gelatinous belly hung low, and her thick thighs concealed her pussy from sight, be he knew it was there based entirely on the warm wetness that soaked the thin tent his cock had pitched.

　　She gently took his hand in hers, her silken palm and digits wrapped his entire hand in a warm embrace. He leaned in and rubbed one tit with his hand, slowly bringing his mouth to her other nipple, not wanting to leave either without his full attention. He stroked her soft mound with wanton desire. Her fur and doughy fat welcomed his touch; it moved and shaped itself around his kneading grip.

　　Her other tit was suckled and played with. He tried to treat her nipple with half the dexterity of her own tongue. Rolling it between his tongue and the roof of his mouth. She brought a hand up and caressed his head. Her claws scrapped against his scalp while she pulled his head tighter.

　　After a few moments of him playing with her tits like a kid with a new toy, she grumbled something breathily, pulling his attention from her delectable flesh to her eyes.

　　She repeated the same series of short husky barks yet again.

　　"I don`t understand," Samuel said confused.

　　She scrunched her brow and frustratedly grumbled while she thought. After several seconds, her eyes lit up, having clearly determined how to communicate her desire. She cupped Samuel`s hand that still held her breast and pressed it harder than he had been. She then repeated that growling request softly in his ear.

　　"I think I get the message," Samuel grinned.

　　He took to massaging her wondrously soft breast harder than before. He even started to gently use his teeth on her perky nipple. The difference was immediate; a shudder rolled across her body as she moaned, the volume echoing off the small room`s walls.

　　She held his head tighter against her breast; the soft mountain welcomed him into its supple surface. He continued to treat her with the focus any girl deserved. Samuel might be a bit older, but he was no fool. If she wanted it harder, she would get that. A lesson he had learned from his many failed relationships and his late wife. They know what they want better than you do, so listen.

　　She arched her back and grew in volume as Samuel treated her nipple like a lollipop. The heat in the air rose as their stout bodies radiated their shared heat. She grumbled words between her heavy, ragged breaths.

　　Samuel peaked up from her tit, never stopping his nibbling on her nipple and massaging her mountainous tit. Her bright golden eyes were filled with a lustful haze. He had not expected her to be this sensitive from her nipples alone. Her hand traced down from his head and down his back, her sharp claws leaving small red scrapes as it moved. She looked down at him, peaking at her, and gave a beatific smile with the slightest hints of bestial desire in her slitted pupils.

　　She weaved her arm between them and pressed her silken palm against his chest. Putting him back on his back. Not that he could resist even if he wanted to. Once she pushed him to the soft blanket, she leaned back down, uncoiled her tongue, and teased his neck with gentle, smooth licks. Samuel held her head and rubbed her fluffy ears from tip to base. The cutest content moan escaped her while he shuddered.

　　Her ears were surprisingly thin underneath the poofy fuzz that coated them. They were apparently just as sensitive as her nipples. Each time Samuel rolled his fingers against the base, she would mewl and twist like putty in his hand.

　　"Oh, you like that, do you," Samuel said, pinching them with a slightly increased force.

　　She peeked up at him and smirked. Just before she slowly licked down his body, her silver hair flowing around his flanks, lightly brushing him. She stopped at every detail, first his collarbone, then his pecs, giving each one a small kiss and slick roll of her tongue. She paused her southward motions and brought her plush lips to his nipple. Her slimy tongue flicked against it while her soft-furred palms caressed the tire that was his gut.

　　Samuel had never had a woman suck on his nipple before; it was initially a slightly strange feeling, but the moment she used her fangs and lightly nibbled at it, an electric arch of pleasure shot through him, starting there and shooting to his curling toes. He let out a gruff moan without even thinking about it. She paused and looked up at him, that same smirk on her plush lips. She certainly knew what she was doing and was proud of it.

　　She continued and reached his boxer. Her fingers plucked playfully at the elastic while she watched him squirm as she kissed his inner thigh. She pulled down on his skivvies, and his cock flopped out and slapped against his rotund gut.

　　She paused once his member was in the open air. She looked at it curiously, eying every detail from his mushroom head down to his pendulous sack. Samuel wondered what was going on inside her mind. Her stare was so intense it was somewhat worrying, making him slightly self-conscious.

　　 He wondered if her species might be more well-endowed. Hell, for all he knew, their cocks were utterly different, larger, differently shaped, or they might not have a cock. He was an engineer, not a xenobiologist, nor did the medical documents he read through go into that kind of detail.

　　She looked at him and smiled, saying a few warm words in that surprisingly intimate and guttural language she spoke just before any worry he had about his member was put to rest in a near instant. She slid her hand over and took his cock in a gentle grasp covering it completely. Her velvety fur teased his sensitive cock, feeling like he had slipped into a glove of warm silk. She licked her lips, watching him squirm in her deft control, slowly moving her hand up and down.

　　She dipped her head and unleashed her dexterous, slick tongue on his balls. She rolled them between her lips, growling low. The combination of her heavenly soft touch, tongue wetting his balls, and the base of his shaft, along with the vibrating of her growl crawling through him, was divine. Samuel started to see stars, his hands barely able to keep a meager grasp on her fluffy ears.

　　She looked up at him, analyzing his reaction as she moved her furred hand excruciatingly slowly. She teased the tip of his shaft with her thumb by rubbing small circles on its tip. Samuel moaned as she moved her hand ever so slightly faster. He had to wonder how in the universe did this feel so luxurious. Every motion she made felt like a calculated choice to push him closer and closer to the edge.

　　Samuel could hardly look at her. Those golden jewels were boring holes into him. Bearing witness to his very soul. She had him like putty in her hands and knew it. If she could say the word, he would cum instantly. But something about her kept it at bay; he could not finish immediately, like some teenager who felt his first tit.

　　He let go of her ears and grabbed hold of the bedspread. This entire experience was beyond anything he had ever had, and she was just getting started.

　　She scooted up slightly and brought her lips to the tip of his throbbing cock, stopping mear centimeters from it. Her hot breath glided across his skin, causing him to ache worse than he was. She snaked her muscular arms over his thighs and around his back, lifting him slightly.

　　She paused, letting a sling of her thick saliva drip down onto his cock. The warm liquid slid down his shaft, glistening in the wan bedroom light.

　　His cock jerked the moment she pressed her wet tongue against the underside of his dick. She moved it up his shaft agonizingly slowly. She intensely stared at him, watching his chest rise and fall, and his muscles twitch underneath his skin, like a predator lurking in the woods overlooking its prey moving closer to an ambush.

　　Once at the peak, she brought his tip between her large, supple lips. She sucked on the tip and rolled her tongue in circles around it. Samuel was captive to the feeling of her warm mouth. There was no hope of escape from his willing jailor.

　　"Oh god," Samuel said, through heavy breaths; reaching down, he took two handfuls of her silver hair, holding her tightly. He felt that he would fly away in bliss if he did not.

　　As if jeered by that reaction, she brought him deeper into her mouth. Encompassing his entire shaft in her silky maw. Once inside, her tongue meticulously coiled around his shaft, squeezing it tightly like a viper choking its prey.

　　She started to rhythmically bob her head while her tongue slipped and slithered around his member. Each stroke was a blissful dance inside her satin mouth. Her soft cheeks, tight throat, and coiling tongue each brought on their own unique sensations. Samuel arched his back further, her meeting his higher position with support from her forearms. Her furred arms tickled him just above his ass.

　　He growled like an animal as his cock jumped and bobbed inside her mouth. His muscles and mind were all acting of their own accord. Without her support, he would be little more than a puddle of loose flesh, ready for her to do with as she pleased. Unauthorized duplication: this narrative has been taken without consent. Report sightings.

　　A wracking arch of pleasure pushed through him as she changed her tongue`s action. It began to lustfully lash at his cock, while her lips sealed around his base. The sensations of her contracting throat were punishing him. Each rhythmic tensing was soft as satin yet as strong as a vice. Her muscles accosted his member in unbelievably rolling waves, feeling like she was trying to swallow his cock whole.

　　"Fuck, I can`t hold out," Samuel moaned.

　　His passionate companion seemed to understand his warning even with the language barrier. Undeterred by it, she increased her ferocity, practically begging him to paint her mouth with his thick seed.

　　She looked up at him while coiling her tongue around him again, stroking his shaft with her meaty, slippery appendage. Each time his cock throbbed, she only focused more, pressing every muscle and centimeter of her soft mouth to its limits. It all was too much for Samuel. It was beyond any pleasure he had ever known. Cloud Nine did not even come close to describing it. His mind was in orbit at this point.

　　Years of pent-up sexual frustration were pulled from him all at once. He tossed his head back in ecstasy and erupted inside her. She clamped down on him, holding him tighter as his cock poured thick cum down her throat. She moaned as loudly as he did, reveling in his release, and continued to suck. Like she was trying to pull a knotted rope out of him each time she did.

　　She slowly swallowed drop after drop. Samuel gripped her hair tightly and pulled as his whole body shuddered in bliss.

　　When Samuel finished painting the back of her throat with his hot white semen, she gently lowered his back to the bed and began to release his shaft from its silken prison. However, she left her tongue coiled around him. Laying her head against his thigh. She teased his aching member as she slid it up and down, slicking its surface with her delectable spit. Each time she touched the tip with its slippery surface, he groaned. Excessive sensitivity shooting pleasure through him like a bullet.

　　"Holy fuck, that`s too much," Samuel sputtered.

　　She uncoiled her tongue from his shaft and smiled. She knew very well how quickly and far she had pressed him with just that.

　　She crawled up next to him on the bed, and he lay there catching his breath and trying to redefine what he knew as genuine bliss. Because whatever that was—blew anything he had ever known out of the water. It was not even a competition. If what his past lady loves were a match, the alien woman next to him was a roaring inferno.

　　She sank into the bed beside him, looking at him with lavascious desire. He turned his head to look back. Something about her enraptured him completely. While the blowjob was greater than anything he could have imagined, this feeling was blatantly different. It was more gentle and caring. He knew it wasn`t love or any nonsense like that. But it was something that urged him on.

　　"How about I do you now? I`m going to need a moment to be up for another go," Samuel whispered, bringing his hand up to her cheek, which she leaned into without hesitation.

　　Samuel started to move, and so did she. It took a few moments to get her situated on the bed, where he could eat her out. They did eventually manage to get it done. Even if it took him gently guiding the massive alien to the position he wanted her in.

　　She lay before him, propping herself up on her elbows to see past the mountain of flesh and fur that comprised her breasts and stomach. He knelt between her treetrunk thick thighs. One of her hands kneaded at her breast with anticipation, one of her fangs biting her lower lip. Samuel could still not believe what he was about to do. He had been on this moon for all of three days, and he was about to eat out one of the locals.

　　Whether she had somehow hypnotized him, used pheromones, or he was just desperate, he could not say. But he could say with assurance looking down at the alien beauty was something he could certainly get used to. Plump fat rolled off her and practically melted into the bed. Yet every one of her details was perfectly retained. Everything was still shown flawlessly from her soft, curved hips, large stomach, and amazingly mountainous boobs.

　　His heartbeat stammered, unsure of what to expect. She had obviously been taken aback by the sight of his cock. Would he do the same? Would he freeze up? His mind filled with millions of thoughts about what he should expect, but none of the images he crafted were helping him jump at the situation. He was faltering and knew it.

　　He glanced up at her. Her golden eyes overflowing with anticipation. Even if she was less than a few meters away. She seemed like she was lightyears from him. She grumbled words of encouragement and spread her legs wider, inviting him in.

　　It was now or never. Samuel took in a steadying breath and delved between her legs. He used her soft, fatty legs as support as he prostrated before her. Before he caught sight of her pussy, he spotted a warm and rich tallie rolling down her massive ass and onto the sheets. The flowery yet raw aroma filled his lungs. Going further down, her fur shifted from light grey to the most delicate pink as her skin was revealed.

　　A single slit mapped out by two puffy lips was front and center, displaying her womanly grace. Perched at the top was her engorged clit. It was nearly the size of his thumb tip. Samuel`s mouth watered as flowery liquid trickled out, soaking her fur and leaking to the bed. If she wasn`t ready now, he did not know what ready was.

　　He rubbed his thumb across the lip, parting it ever so slightly. That opened the floodgates, she squirmed, and more sweet liquid poured out of her yearning entrance. He slowly leaned in his scorching breath, teasing and tickling her soft and unbelievably plush body.

　　Dragging his tongue along her tender folds, she instantly moaned in pleasure as he sampled her flavors. Her syrupy juices tasted metallic and fresh. The sharp and inviting succulence only enraptured his mind more. He pressed himself nearer and pressed on. Wanting to treat her to something at least half as pleasurable as what she did for him.

　　Samuel peaked over the mountain of flesh between him, seeing that she had moved her hand from her wanting breast and was now nibbling on her finger, stifling her moaning slightly. Now, he can`t have that. She had him singing like a canary; he wanted the same.

　　She mewled and groaned, her body twitching as his tongue rolled around her labia and flicked against her clit with each lap. He was starting to get to her, but something simple like that would not get the job done.

　　He mouthed and kissed against her supple lips. Pulling out a trick he had learned from years of practice. He could not recall where he learned it from, but he methodically started to write the alphabet against her warm, leaking entrance. Speeding up and slowing down at random intervals and delving in and out as he pleased. All just to keep her guessing and surprise her with new sensations as he went. Anyone who ever said engineers aren`t spontaneous had never been in Samuel`s bedroom.

　　That did the trick. She roared in delight when Samuel made it halfway through the galactic standard alphabet. He had expected he would have needed more to get a visceral reaction like that, but he wasn`t complaining. If anything, it pressed him on further.

　　Samuel buried his lips against her pussy, the whiskers of his mustache pressing against her clit. She arched her back and bucked her hips slightly to meet his agile tongue. Though he could not even compare to her coiling snake, he was holding his own. She growled in pleasure before sputtered words escaped her lips.

　　Her fluid leaked out heavier and faster each time he tried to press his tongue inside her. She was unbelievably tight. So taut, her muscular velvet insides clamped down on his tongue with each spasm and lustful mewl. Each time, she nearly expelled his tongue from her insides.

　　Samuel latched onto her thighs, his arms sinking into their soft surface like quicksand. He pulled himself tighter, meeting her gentle bucking, ensuring that each lick and draw of his tongue was fully utilized to draw her to pleasures she had not had.

　　Samuel turned up the heat on her moving his attention to her clit entirely. He sucked on it like a piece of candy, dragging his tongue across it and repeating his previous trick by spelling words against her. His tongue the brush, her slick fluids the ink. She drew in a sharp breath and moaned some short words through her heavy breathing.

　　Samuel was smart enough to put together that she was asking for more. Just as she did to his cock he continued to suck on it and played with it like a button using his tongue. He moved one of his arms and slipped a digit inside her warm, welcoming, but unbelievably tight tunnel. As he started to make a come here motion with his finger, her meaty walls gripped his finger like a vice, refusing to let him go.

　　He started to circle her tender bud and tried to move his finger around inside her. He watched as she writhed on the bed sheets, lost in the feeling of the human touch. She grabbed the blankets, her claws digging deeply into the surface.

　　She was close.

　　 Samuel kept up the pressure; he retracted his digit and gently pinched her clit between his thumb and finger, rolling it around like a joystick. At the same time, he pressed his tongue as deep inside her delectable tunnel as he could. He lapped at her inner walls, trying to paint them with his tongue. That was just enough. Her volume and gew, while her words became more sputtered and sporadic.

　　The tight clenching of her powerful muscles met each draw of his slick appendage against her collapsing tunnel. Until every muscle in her body was slammed by a cascade of lust. She tossed her head back. Her claws tore into the bedspread. Her entire body spasmed as she came; every centimeter of her rolling mounds jiggled slightly as she gave in entirely to the experience.

　　A wave of delectable cum poured out of her, soaking Samuel`s face, beard, and neck. The warm ambrosia poured down his gullet. It came so suddenly he nearly choked. But he kept his composure and carried on, pleasuring her through her lust-filled ride. She moaned and growled for almost half a minute until her body fully relaxed, melting into a content pool.

　　Samuel sat back up, her tallie clinging to his beard and face, the viscous slings holding him as he separated. They broke by the time he could fully see her. She lay panting, reveling in the afterglow of her orgasm. Samuel could not help but feel some amount of pride knowing he treated her to the same thing she did him. Old or not, he still got that dog in him.

　　Her massive breasts rose and fell gently as she caught her breath.

　　"How are you feeling?" Samuel asked.

　　She did manage a reply through broken breaths. Not being able to understand her language made gauging her complete reaction impossible, but that amount was good enough for the moment.

　　Samuel ran his hand through his slick beard, whipping away some of the juices clinging to his sodden hair. Not that it did much. Every part of his beard and face were soaked.

　　Samuel got closer and gently caressed her thighs. She mewled slightly at his touch. But did turn her attention to him. She looked at him with fog in her eyes, drunk in the high of her climax.

　　The last of her orgasm passed a short time later. She gradually sat up and brought her arms around Samuel. She nuzzled into his head, her heavy pine scent filling his lungs, and locked him in against her soft chest.

　　She muttered a few more words, slid her hand down across his belly, and rubbed her palm against his already hard cock. He looked into her coy smile and bright eyes. Knowing what she was asking.

　　"Yeah, I got one more in me," Samuel replied.

　　Although if he was being honest he was already spent, but he was not going to quit now. He did not know how young she was, but she was undoubtedly younger than he was. She clearly had youthful exuberance in her eyes and adorable face. If only he was thirty years younger. If he was, he would have been ready to go in a matter of minutes; at this point in age, he was not prepared to perform again for quite a while. Luckily, eating her out took just long enough; he was ready to go mere moments ago.

　　The massive woman started to press him back to the bed. But he interjected.

　　"Hold on," Samuel said, holding his hand up. Thankfully she stopped. She fluttered her ears and tilted her head, obviously confused.

　　There was no way he was going to let her ride him cowgirl. That was just asking to be hurt. If she came and spasmed like she just did again, that was a one-way ticket to becoming a human pancake.

　　Instead of allowing her to do that, Samuel stood on the bed; it was a bit awkward, but doing so was the only way he was at her height, even though she was on her knees. He leaned in and gently kissed her lips. She moaned into his mouth, her large hands grabbing his hips. The tips of her claws poking at his soft skin.

　　He mainly did this to let him figure out the logistics of how they could do this without him being crushed beneath her. If she was on all fours, he could have to stand to come at her from behind; alternatively, she could also lay flat on the bed, and he could try an odd form of missionary, but that was boring even for him. He might not be the most exploitative man in the bedroom, but that was downright dull in any context.

　　He was an engineer, dammit; coming up with solutions was his entire job description. Taking an employer`s desires and making them real. He could do this. He racked his brain, going through every option he saw. It took him a few more moments of gently kissing and trying to hug her massive body before he finally came up with the solution he wanted.

　　Samuel took a few moments to guide her to the headboard. He got her to put her back up to it and spread her legs. She seemed to understand as she smiled and watched him get between her thighs. Her eyes traced over his body and lingered on his throbbing cock.

　　This way, Samuel got one thing he liked. He preferred to look at his partner during a tender moment. It felt more personal to him. While yeah, he had plenty of times where he would go at it from behind. This was just better in every way.

　　As Samuel settled in, She grabbed him and pulled him tight to her all-encapsulating body. Her lush fur and rolling fat welcomed him into her embrace. Pressing his cock against her furry mound just above her pussy. Her lush folds held his sweating body tightly. He swore he almost felt like he was fucking her fat roll when his cock was engulfed by her fur.

　　He chuckled as she said a few words. Hearing her husky voice again made him want to fix the translator right now. Being able to fully understand what she was saying would, without a doubt, make this wonderful experience all the better. Though not knowing and only guessing based on her tone and inflection was fun. It felt like he was trying to solve a puzzle each time she said something.

　　Samuel snaked his hand down and grabbed his cock by the base; by feeling alone, he searched for her entrance, her massive body preventing him from looking where he was navigating to. After a few moments, Samuel`s cocks tip rubbed against her scorching hot and wet folds. He hugged him tighter the moment he pressed against it. She mewled and pushed forward, her lips encapsulating his cocks tip in a warm damp hug.

　　He looked up at her, "are you ready?" He asked earnestly. Assuming this would likely be a different experience for both of them.

　　She leaned down and ran her tongue across his face, leaving a slick train where it touched.

　　Taking that as a yes, Samuel slowly pressed forward. She was so unbelievably tight, hot, and sodden. It was so resistant it felt like his shaft would snap in half before her velvet walls allowed him passage. Once halfway inside, her tunnel started to constrict tighter, clamping down on his member like a trap.

　　She mewled in enjoyment and rubbed her hand down his back to his rear. She heartily grabbed it and pushed. Inviting him deeper. His face was fully engulfed by the malleable flesh of her chest as his member was entirely taken in by her warm pussy. He reached his arms around her body but could not close his hands together; she was just too robust. Instead, he grasped her doughy body, his fingers sinking into her warmth, giving him handholds of fur and fat.

　　He felt like he was trying to hug a water balloon filled with heavenly pine liquid. Her build was heavy and unyielding yet wondrously plush. She was hitting every checkmark in his head that he found attractive.

　　Once fully inside, Samuel paused, every bump and ridge of her muscles twitching and flexing, holding his member tightly.

　　"Ok, step one done," Samuel boasted.

　　She urged him onward with a gentle squeeze of his butt.

　　"I`m getting to it," Samuel chuckled.

　　Samuel started to slowly pull out of her, readying himself to thrust. Her undulating tunnel resisted every motion as if it was trying to suck him inside and refused to let go. Her body was giving him so many sensations it was mind-boggling. He could not process every stimulus he felt as he slammed back into her.

　　She was clearly helping him along with their lustful joining, rolling her hips and pulling him into her deepest reaches. She flexed her powerful muscles, ensuring her satin tunnel caressed his erection with care. The light moving of her supple full hips was to die for. Each time he thrusted, it was a new sensation.

　　She was graceful and subtle in her motions. Each flex was elegant, like a dancer, and the bed was her stage. Her inner ring flexed and squeezed him in pleasure-filled waves.

　　Samuel moved his hands down to her hips, grabbing hold of handles of fur. He thrusted deeper and faster, losing himself in the erotic dance her insides were subjecting him to. He might be on top, but it was apparent he was not the one deciding their pace. Her tight, quivering control was the master and commander of their erotic embrace.

　　He buried his face deeper in her bust, enjoying the silken softness across his bare skin. It felt like she had entranced him thoroughly and had him under her control. Her juices flowed richly and coated his crotch and flowed down onto the bed.

　　Her dance tempo increased as she lifted her ass slightly off the bed, giving her a free range of motion. Her hips gyrated faster, leading his thrusting along the trail they walked hand in hand. Both got lost in the pleasure as their dance song increased in volume, the roaring and grunting from each and the bassy thwaping of their meaty thighs colliding. Neither was rushing toward the crescendo. They kept the pace steady for some time, each teetering on the edge of orgasm.

　　Her massive hands explored Samuel`s body, taking in the details of his soft skin and hearty build. Each caress felt like a gentle breeze rolling across him. He would have joined her in curious exploration. But he was long gone. Lost in the deep forest of her grey fur and moist tunnel.

　　Samuel could feel the curtain call for their dance closing in. The bed rocked and slammed against the wall. The heavy thrusts caused the bed springs to cry out in agony. The posts holding the bed up gave way and buckled, bowing to their performance. But neither noticed it happen, each too lost in the heavy fog of ecstasy.

　　Samuel had no idea how much time had passed or how many times her welcoming insides yanked him in deeper. Everything was lost in the feeling of her. He did not even warn her that he was close this time. But she could obviously tell he was near the end. Be it from the grunting and moaning, his heart beating faster, singing in her ear, or his ragged breaths wafting up from her cleavage.

　　She clenched her muscles and yanked him over the finish line with her. She wrapped her arms around him and clawed at her own arms. Not wanting to gouge into his skin as she climaxed.

　　Her legs gave out from supporting her weight up, and they slammed to the bed as Samuel`s hot cum exploded deep inside her. Thick ropes pulsed out of his member and painted her womb white. Her climax only pushed him further. Her tunnel greedily milked his cock, ensuring nothing poured out of her. The vice-like waves of her fleshy tunnel were the peak of bliss. Her muscle control pulled him in as deep as possible.

　　They rode the high out, trying to move, but neither could muster the motions. Each locked in with the other. Their chests heaved, and their hearts intertwined as the night`s dance concluded.

　　Both lay propped against the headboard, panting and riding out the bliss of their joining. Neither seemed to be the one who wanted to move first and admit their dance had come to an end for the night. They remained joined for some time, allowing the peak of the experience to pass. Electric arcs of pleasure shot through them as they settled.

　　Eventually, Samuel peaked out of her luscious valley. Her head was laid back against the headboard, her mouth was open, and steam left her with each gasp. Samuel started to move, giving in and bowing out of the performance. She noticed his shifting and released him from the prison of her arms.

　　He pulled his cock from her pussy, her muscles clenching as he did, nearly pulling him back inside. As his cock popped out of her, she mewled in complaint before a combination of their fluids rolled out of her. It trickled down her backside to the bed, pooling against her soft ass.

　　She slinked down from the headboard when he was out of her and laid flat on the bed. The smile on her face and the soft flutter of her eyes enraptured Samuel, tugging at his heartstrings. Why must he be a sucker for a cute set of eyes? He settled down next to her as the afterglow of the experience filled the room.

　　Both moved at the same time, obviously having the same idea. They caressed the other`s cheek gently. Though they could not speak to one another, the appreciation and joy both felt were easily communicated.

　　She scooted closer and laid her arm over him, pulling him against her warm fur. Though now it was coated in his sweat, it was in no way not enjoyable. She licked his hair and said some gentle words to him. Samuel smiled before placing a small kiss on her lips. They held it for a long while. The kiss had no ferocity or lust, just a gentle understanding and appreciation.

　　Although this was not how he planned their interaction on going when she first burst through his door, he was in no way disappointed, and she seemed to feel similarly. They lay there for some time, appreciating the other`s sights, smells, and caring touches.

　　Neither knew when slumber ultimately took them. But Samuel could not argue that having her holding him gently while he meagerly attempted to hug her back as they drifted to dreamland was pleasant.