Howling gales rushed past a stumbling pair as the blizzard around them grew stronger. Stronger than the forecast had predicted. In forty-eight hours -- when the storm would subside -- it would be recorded as the most fierce snowstorm in twenty years. Neither of the two figures floundering through the winds knew how high the snow would lay. Their only concern was reaching sanctuary: a lone wooden shack within a pine forest.
The larger figure was sheltering the smaller one from the worst of the storm. Even through her voluptuous fur coat, the young man under her protection still felt the chill. Looking from a distance, you could mistake them for a mother bear and her cub -- such was the imposing size of the woman and the helplessness of the young man.
The Eaern mountains were know for their beauty, vastness, and flawless slopes. They were the crown jewel of the futanari states -- a perfect picture every direction you looked. However, at the mercy of the blizzard, the Eaern landscape was slowly being coated soft white.
Karmia grabbed the door, unlocked it, and used all her might to wrench it open. A foot of snow was holding the door closed, but that door was going to be opened one way or another. Karmina would have ripped the thing of its hinges if it meant ensuring the safety of her companion. Thankfully the snow parted and the two rushed inside.
"My dear, come close. Are you hurt?"
Before Avery could respond, he was buried within Karmina's fur jacket; smothered in her layers. He was always in awe of how much heat futanari produced. Karmina's body was a furnace of welcoming wamrth to his shaking limbs. And her earthy rose scent made him think of home. He huddled in close.
"J-just a l-little c-cold. N-no inj-injuries."
"Stay close, Avi. Stay close."
Karmina's hands found the back of Avery's head and pulled him in to her. Even when withheld by layers of insulation, Karmia's breasts pushed out proud and firm. She wrestled with her own clothing as she pulled down three different zippers to expose her skin. Avery's cheeks were pressed into her cleavage and the raw heat passed from her body into his.
The futanari's height alone made gave her an overwhelming presence. Avery imagined her demanding the blizzard to cease and then all would become calm. Sadly, even Karmina's menacing stature couldn't command the forces of nature.
Despite her intimidating appearance, Miss Karmina Bux was far from a cruel woman. In fact, providing a male remembered his pleases and thank-yous, Miss Bux would quickly treat them like her own son. Few people ever got past that initial fear-factor, however, and kept their distance from the futa. Avery was the exception.
Karmina's son, Darcy Bux, transferred to the same high-school as Avery. Darcy's terrible sense of direction got him lost on his first day, but Avery helped him and the two quickly became close friends. By coincidence, Miss Karmina had pointed out Avery while dropping her son off, saying:
"Find yourself a cute friend like that boy over there."
Avery felt that he gained a lot more than Darcy that day. A new best friend was one thing, but when he visited the Bux household -- and was introduced to Darcy's mother -- he felt blessed. True: the first time he saw Karmina he froze in fear, but he was very respectful and earned her love rapidly. Before Avery knew it, the Bux house had become a second home -- Karmina: his surrogate mother.
"We need to get you out of these clothes, dear. You are soaking wet."
Karmina began to pull away Avery's layers until he was just in a shirt and his underwear. Avery timidly covered himself -- one arm over his chest, the other cupping his bulge. Karmina ignored his shyness and pulled him back into her warmth. They cuddled close.
"Pet, trust me: there's nothing I haven't seen before."
"D-do you need to... aren't you soaked through too?"
Karmina tilted her head while looking down at the young man. Now safe inside, the sense of urgency was fading, and she returned to her flirtatious ways.
"Why? Does my Avi want me to strip too?"
Avery looked away, his cheeks burning.
"I j-just don't want you to get sick. Please, Miss Bux, this isn't the time for..."
Karmina silenced Avery with a finger to his lips.
"My name, darling. Remember? When we are alone."
"Y-yes, K-Karmina" Saying her first name felt forbidden.
"Now turn around, I need to lose these clothes."
"T-there's a bathroom s-somewhere here right?"
"No time. Mama is going to freeze if you don't..."
Avery spun around to offer Karmina a slither of privacy. Karmina slumped her shoulders and pouted. Young men could be so shy. Did he not even want to take a peak? She began to pull away her fluffy-plump layers. She made sure to let her heavy clothes slam down into the ground loudly. Avery's imagination was sent wild. When she was done, she threw a wool gown over his head. When he turned to see Miss Bux, she was already wearing a matching gown -- twice the size of the boy.
"Be a sweetie and start the fire for us. I'm going to take stock of our supplies."
Karmina waited for Avery's usual "Y-yes, ma'am", but was instead met with silence. He was staring and making no attempt to hide it. Karmina had crossed over the gown and tied it around her hips. Nothing was on display, and yet -- via the outline of her curves -- everything was on display.
'Really, pet? This is what makes you stare?' Karmina thought to herself. 'I wear the tightest jeans I have around the house. An apron that says 'Kiss the Cock'. I tease you with booty-shorts and form-hugging sweaters, but a simple wool gown is what makes you stop and stare? Goddess above I still have a lot to learn about males.'
Avery was entranced. If Karmina had remained perfectly still they could have been standing there for an hour. The truth was: Avery had been tempted by all of Miss Bux's outfits. Her tightest jeans -- with tears around her huge bulge -- sent him wild with desire. The order written on her apron made Avery hungry before every meal, but not for Karmina's home-cooking. And those booty-shorts? Avery's entire body tremored the first time he saw them. He spent countless nights touching himself to the image left burned in his mind.
But this simple wool gown? It was perfection. It was perfection because it did nothing at all. It allowed Karmina's body to do all the tempting. And tempt it did.
The cabinets filled with track trophies -- all etched with 'Karmina Bux' -- hinted at her past. From her hips to her calves, Karmina's lower half was a well oiled machine. Raw muscle exploded outward -- toned and firm like it was carved from marble. Karmina stood in a near-constant bow-legged stance from the sheer width of her thigh-gap. That, and an abundance of space was needed for the heavy package that hung between her melon-crushing thighs. Propped up by a pair of rotund nuts, Karmina's shaft brushed up against the gown. It snaked down to just above her knees before curving back between her legs.
Even after all her years, she still maintained her dominant physique. Avery had recently learned that it took decades for futanari to lose their muscle mass. He didn't question the logic one bit. Not when the evidence was standing firmly in front of him.
The gown's tie clung to Karmina's waist, displaying the rolls of plumpness she had earned during motherhood. A rounded belly -- her pouch -- pushed outward with no shame. Had Avery been able to sneak a glimpse past the gown, he would have seen the remnants of Karmina's six-pack -- half-lost in her mature years -- but still curving her abdomen.
As Avery's eyes journeyed upward, they met the valley of Karmina's ample bosom. Not as deep as the Eaern mount-scape, but far more inviting. Those great mounds; twice the size of Avery's own head. How many times had Karmina pulled his face between her bountiful breasts? The intense brain-melting pheromones that dominated his brain with each smother -- making him unable to count; unable to think.
Was it strange that Avery found Karmina's shoulders so attractive; so dependable? He recalled a time when they were alone. Watching a movie he didn't remember, on some idle Tuesday night he'd never forget. Sitting next to Karmina was enough to make him happy, but then he dared to be greedy. He summoned his courage and rested his head on her shoulder. He had no idea how she would react -- the residue of her daunting appearance still invoking fear in him.
Karmina coiled her fingers around his inner thigh and pulled him closer. Avery's breathing quickened. Soon, her hand was running through his hair. Avery heard Darcy coming back with popcorn and tried to move -- but Karmina's held him still. To Avery's surprise, Darcy didn't make a fuss or complain about his mother snuggling so close to his best friend.
"Looks like I've got a new snuggle-partner for movie-night." Miss Bux said sensually.
It was that night Avery knew he no longer had a crush on Karmina. A crush was a fleeting thing that would fade with time. No. He felt an urge to devote himself to this futa. To please her every need. He didn't know if it was love or lust, and he didn't care. For the rest of the movie -- and every movie after -- Avery bathed in the musk of his mature futa milf.
He never once thought Karmina could return those feelings. He had only just become an adult. She was so wise, so loving, so much. How could an inexperienced male like him please a futanari like her? He was torn. His heart longed to confess, but his mind gave him reasons not to.
But reason comes from thinking. And thinking -- when in the presence of a mature futa -- is optional.
"Lost in thought, darling?"
Karmina finally broke the spell enchanting Avery.
"S-sorry, Karmina, you just..."
"I just...?"
Alone; together; with his futa, Avery felt he could speak his mind.
"Y-you really were a track champion, weren't you?"
"Oh?" Karmina looked down at herself playfully. "What makes you say that?"
"W-well, your legs are..."
"My legs are...?"
"S-stunning. You could knock someone out just by swinging them to the side."
Karmina grinned.
"Like this?"
Resting a hand on her hip, the amazonian futa thrust her hip outward directing her rump towards her blushing boy. Avery -- half pretending -- stumbled backwards, his legs feeling weak.
"C-careful. Those things are dangerous."
Half-facing Avery, the futa's round ass was now poking out. Avery's eyes had no idea where to rest. Karmina's curvaceous ass made him dream of sinking his fingers into their plumpness. Only a head-tilt away, her luscious bulge was begging for attention.
"I'm glad this body can still charm. I thought I lost my touch."
"Never, Miss Bux."
"You're a sweet little thing. It's been so long since we've been alone together. Just the two of us. Get that fire started, pet. I want a warm place while we catch-up."
Moments later, sitting on a huge coach in front of a crackling fire, Avery waited for Karmina's return. He could feel his heart thumping as thoughts raced through his mind. Miss Bux had always been flirtatious with Avery. He suspected she was like that with all of Darcy's friends. However, during one of their sleepovers -- as Karmina brought cookies for the gaming boys -- she revealed her favouritism. It was no coincidence that she gave Avery the lion's share of treats. The other boys were too focused on the game; secretly intimidated by Karmina's presence. None of them had their hair brushed. Only Avery was asked if he was having a good time.
"Wonderful job, Avi. It's already roaring away."
Instead of trying to diminish their size, futanari always preferred to embolden their above-average stature. Shine a spotlight directly onto their curves and muscles; demanding the world to stare and -- in the minds of most males -- feel inadequate. Seeing the success of her simple gown, Karmina had decided to only add to her outfit. The fur overlayer she opted to wear was ridiculous in size, but promised comfort and warmth.
Karmina's furry addition was twice her size, impossibly puffy, and looked more like an enormous overcoat than a fur gown. The dark brown colour only highlighted her cool pale skin. For a second, Avery thought a great mama-bear had broken into the cabin.
She could have sat anywhere on the sprawling black couch, but there was only one place Karmina wanted to be. As always, she lowered herself down next to Avery -- practically sitting into his side. Her arms reached out and she enveloped his back within her fur layer.
"Stay close, little cub. The fire can only do so much."
No protest came from Avery. Once again, that stream of anxious thoughts stopped as his mature futa pulled him close.
"Now tell me, pet. How have you been? You and my son had quite the adventure, didn't you? How was North Tennedy? Darcy barely told me anything. I want details."
North Tennedy had been wild. After graduating from high-school, Avery and Darcy wanted to take a gap-year and travel. Both had plenty of potential locations, but it was Karmina's suggestion that took their interest. North Tennedy was one of the oldest futanari states and also one of the most pro-futa. It was where Karmina had grown up and she had plenty of friends that would happily house the two boys during their break. To sweeten the deal, Karmina offered to pay for their aeroplane tickets. Neither Avery nor Darcy could turn down that offer.
Everything was different there. Everyone was loud and proud. Unlike more conservative states, futanari were not afraid to present their bodies. Cock-socks, ball-bras, garter-straps, everything. Avery even saw a cashier with her cock locked between her breasts -- the tip sneaking out of her cleavage. That cashier had even given Avery her number. In fact, the two boys had got lots of attention from futa during the entire trip.
Nearly all males in North Tennedy needed to be claimed and owned by a futa. Neither Avery nor Darcy were willing to surrender themselves to a random futa to gain entry -- although they were constantly offered exactly that service. Instead, Karmina's old friend Cass had visitor-visas created for the boys. While in the state, they would be owned by Cass. Karmina fully trusted her old school-mate not to claim her son or Avery, but did encourage Cass to tease and play with Avery every chance she got.
Their first few days were spent visiting cafes, watching movies at the theatre, and going on casual dates with the locals. That final activity was compulsory. Cass's daughters couldn't resist showing off their visitor-boys from the free-male states. Anything those futanari were doing, the boys were pulled along for as well. Karaoke, clubbing, mountain hikes -- Avery learned just how crazy futanari girls could be.
"And then we went to the re-"
Avery's gushing excitement came to a halt. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to mention the red-light district.
"Darling?"
"Umm, then we went to the aquarium and -"
"Avi. I said I wanted to hear everything. You aren't hiding something from me, are you?"
Avery hesitated.
"Because if you want to tell me about visiting a naughty place..."
Karmina's fingers brushed down his thigh just like always.
"You're wondering how I knew? You aren't as innocent as you look. You're a growing man. You have urges."
"W-well, Darcy and I, we didn't like... we only..."
"Avi. I know a lot more than you think I do. For example: remember how impressed I was when you and Darcy's grades started to improve?"
Avery nodded.
"Both of you suddenly started getting straight A's after your eighteenth birthdays. I'm not calling either of you dumb, but really sweetie? Mixed C's and D's and then 'Bam!': straight A's? And all of those extra credits? Only in classes with a futanari teacher? Mama knows why you 'hung around' after school and it wasn't to visit the arcade. Was it?"
Avery pursed his lips.
"You're both adults now. If my boys want to see some ladies dance, or play around with them, I don't mind. Actually, I think it's healthy."
"Y-you do?"
Karmina nodded.
"There's only one thing I want to know. You don't need to tell me what you did. Only this: did you like it?"
Karmina's eyes were intense as she stared down at Avery. He tried to maintain contact, but turned away when it became overwhelming. Karmina's hand gripped his chin and pulled him back.
"Did you have fun?"
Avery nodded.
"Use your words, pet."
"I-I had lots of fun."
"Were you left satisfied?"
"M-most of the time."
"Most? Not all? My, my. I think I need to go home and teach some futa how to do their job."
"We... we went quite a few times... so..."
"Cass informed me you went everyday."
Avery felt his entire face burning red.
"Sometimes twice a day." Karmina added.
"W-why do you... Should we not have?"
"Oh no, my sweet. I wouldn't have sent you there otherwise. I knew exactly what you two were going to become. Well. I know what Darcy is like around girlcock, but you? I wasn't sure."
"You wanted us to..."
"I paid for the tickets. I even told Darcy to encourage you to 'let loose' while you were there."
"Why?"
Karmina began to run her finger down Avery's neck.
"Darcy and his father were both born in the futa-states. They grew up surrounded by futa. But you? You're totally clueless. My Darcy has probably been teaching you a lot about futa, but you're still a lost little lamb in our world. You needed a place to explore who you are. What you are."
Karmina's fingertip brushed over Avery's Adam apple.
"Did you find yourself, Avery? Did you figure out what you want?"
Avery's breathing was deep.
"I-I don't think... What I want isn't in North Tennedy."
"Go on."
"I want to..."
Avery leaned into Karmina's calm warmth. Her breast pressed against his chest. Avery's hand slowly made its way to Karmina's massive bulge. He brushed gently over the soft wool.
"Is it true that... some futanari like younger males?" Avery found the strength to look into Karmina's eyes.
She smiled.
"Is it true that some younger males like older futa?" she pushed her hips out, shifting her meaty package for Avery's touch.
"Those questions have the same answer, don't they? Mistress Bux?" Avery's voice was shaking.
"You learned a lot, little Avi. But I'm no mistress. I'm what you've always needed. Try again."
"Y-you like playing with me, don't you? M-Mama?"
"Only because you're so easy to tease, my angel."
"What if Darcy..."
"You haven't figured that out yet, Avi? Darcy isn't coming here. We both know he has a terrible sense of direction. But that isn't the reason. I told him to stay at home. I know you both wanted somewhere to relax before you went to college, but I... I wanted to know."
"Know?"
"I wanted to know how you feel about me. You're such a polite little thing. I treated you like my own child for so long, but now you're becoming an adult. But the way you act... It's hard to tell if you're just shy around me, or..."
"Or if I want to be your male."
"And then you say things like that..."
"You do make me shy. And the first time I saw you -- you made me feel things I didn't understand."
"Were you scared?"
Avery shook his head.
"I wanted to impress you. You felt like a woman; a futanari worth impressing. As much as I enjoyed spending time with Darcy, every time I visited, I was secretly hoping to see you; to touch you. Even if it was just for a moment."
"I always enjoyed our hugs." Karmina confessed.
"Especially the ones that lasted longer than they should have." Avery added.
"And the way you clung to me, making them last even longer?"
Avery threw his leg over Karmina, straddling her powerful thighs. Karmina shuffled her fur coat and wrapped it around them.
"I always wanted more." Avery stated clearly.
"All you had to do was ask."
"S-sure, yeah. 'Hey, Miss Bux. Can I wiggle my ass into you while we binge watch Futanorika?'"
"Of course, little cub. Just don't wiggle too hard. Otherwise you'll get more than some cuddles."
"Oh yeah?"
Avery began to roll his hips over Karmina's body. His ass-cheeks brushed past the mature futa's growing bulge.
"Let's make some memories, my Avi."
Karmina parted her gown to reveal her enormous breasts; firm and pointed at the nipples. Pulling Avery by the back of his neck, she invited his lips to latch onto her erect tits. Avery began kissing with zeal -- his pecks slowly turning into long suckles. His erect cock sprung from his underwear and poked into Karmina's belly button. Her groans filled the cabin as Avery religiously kissed and suckled and licked at her jugs.
"Its been too long... far too long... since I had a male service my breasts."
Gasping between each kiss, Avery responded:
"I was born to serve."
Karmina looked down with dark desire.
"Those North Tennedy girls really taught you your place."
"They taught me a lot of things, Mama."
"Show me."
Avery threw his arms in the air and then rested his hands behind his head. Stabilizing himself on his knees and feet, he crouched over Karmina's growing cock. The gown was barely holding it back. Swaying to an unheard rhythm, Avery danced as if there was an invisible pole behind him. Karmina grabbed him by the hips and pulled him back and forth. His gaze turned sultry; filled with want.
"They called me a slut back in North Tennedy. A whore for girlcock. I wasn't sure what to think at first, but then I stopped thinking. I wanted to be a good whore. But not for them..."
Karmina ran her fingernail up the underside of Avery's erect cock while he danced on his knees. In a split second, she pulled back her hand and slapped across Avery's shaft. The boy squirmed; letting out a high-pitch squeak.
"Oh? They didn't do that in North Tennedy, did they?"
"A-agh! A- again. Please, Mama."
Karmina thrashed Avery's cock with three slaps: left, right, and left again.
"What was the biggest cock you took, manslut?"
"S-seven inches. Th-thicker than my wrist."
"Hmm. That should do..."
Karmina presented her palm to Avery.
"Spit. Make sure it's a lot."
Avery swirled around in his mouth and followed her command. Karmina followed after, adding her own mouthful of spit. She then reached below his arm, around his back, and down to his ass.
"Your body will respond to my saliva. Your spit was just for volume, sweetie."
Karmina ran her hand down Avery's ass before finding his hole. She teased him, running circles around the entrance before pushing in. The spit was hot against his cool skin.
"My Goddess. Seven inches you say?"
"W-well... Seven inches, but I did... we did it a lot of times."
"Greedy futa. You were Mr. Popular weren't you?"
"N-none of them made me feel... complete."
"Only a futanari with experience can do that. I will warn you: there's no going back after that. Once my cock enters you; uses you, you'll be totally ruined."
"B-but you'll keep using me, right?"
"Sweetie. Using you is the only thing I'll ever do."
Avery's entire body shook.
"K-Karmina? C-can I... taste your lips... before you..."
"Come to Mama, baby. You're going to be a brave boy for me, aren't you?"
"For you? Anything Mama."
Avery stuck out his tongue as he leaned in to Karmina's parting lips. He was timid with his first kiss, but when she stuck her tongue into his all reservation melted away. Their kissing was sloppy -- saliva pouring down into Karmina's bosom. Just like their hugs it seemed to last forever as the two bathed in each others touch.
Karmina began to groan. That groan then evolved into a primal growl. Before Avery could respond, she had lifted him up into the air, slammed him down onto the coffee-table, and she was holding him by the wrists. Her fur coat wrapped over them -- sealing them in darkness.
"Legs up! Now!"
Avery lifted his legs as far as they would go. A little push from Karmina and his feet were beside his head.
"Flexible meat. My favourite."
"W-what are you going to do, Karmina? A mating press? Are you trying to knock me up?"
"You aren't ready for that yet."
"Wait, is that even possib -- Arugh!"
The tip of Karmina's leaking cock pressed into Avery's back-door.
"See. If you can't take my girth, you sure as hell can't carry my child."
Avery was moaning like a bitch in heat.
"L-l-let's change that, my futa! Make me ready."
Karmina laughed low to herself.
"Pet. None of the girls you played with were athletes. Were they?"
"N-no."
"You poor thing. You don't know what you've done."
Before Avery could respond, Karmina was pushing her shaft deep into his ass. Exposed to so many of her pheromones -- both today and every hour the two spent together -- his body easily welcomed her girth. Instead of raw pain, it shifted into explosive pleasure. None of the futanari from North Tennedy could compare to Karmina's size.
"I-I-I wanted t-to see it b-before you..."
"You'll be seeing plenty of my cock, whore. Now start sucking on my tits again, before I smother you with them."
Muffled by Karmina's great breasts, Avery's screams still reached out around the cabin.
"I wasn't an athlete because I enjoyed sports, my sweet. I was an athlete because my futanari hormones gave me an excess of energy. My muscles grew, my endurance was endless, and my libido? Let's just say I had to have five boyfriends to keep me in check. But now... Now I only have you. You... your mouth... and this ass."
For one hour straight, Karmina lifted her entire entire lower half and then thrashed it down into Avery's opening hole. For one hour straight, she screamed Avery's name, called him a whore, a slut for girlcock, a living breeding toy. For one hour straight, all her dormant desire; her pent up frustration was pouring straight into her bottom-bitch's now gaping ass.
She would have continued all night, but the coffee-tables legs broke after a violent thrust.
"Useless thing! Always hated it. Still with me, darling?"
"Y-yesh, shoo good mama!"
"Good. Our warm-up is done. Unlock your legs sweetie."
In the throws of passion, Avery's legs had slipped and he had wrapped them around Karmina's waist. She threw her fur coat onto the ground and commanded her male:
"Kneel up! On all fours."
Avery's lower half was already shaking like jelly.
"Aww. My little doe. Look at you."
After Avery was on his hands and knees, Karmina took her cock and dropped its full weight on his back. Her girlcock was so hung and heavy, Avery collapsed.
"Up Darling! Now! You want to be mine? You need to match my endurance! Up!"
Again, Avery stumbled back into a crouching doggy position. This time he was ready for Karmina's cock. She smiled as he stayed strong and stable after it smacked down onto his trembling body. She curled her hands into fits and wrested them on her hips. Using only the strength of her core, she lifted up her cock and slammed it down. Once. Twice. Three-times. Harder each time.
"Feel -- all -- my -- weight -- my -- love? This -- cock -- is -- yours -- to -- please."
"Yes -- Mama -- Yes! So powerful -- so heavy -- so hot -- so sticky."
Karmina slammed down one last time.
"Argh! Very good, my darling. Now, I want to see if I can still do this... Spread your ass, cutie."
Avery reached back and parted his cheeks. Even a second without her cock up his ass made him feel empty.
"Hold still, my dear. But scream for me. I love the way your voice breaks."
Karmina then proceeded to gradually raise her hips upward. Inch by inch she lifted Avery higher until his feet left the floor.
"Urgh! Mama? Feels so..."
"Squeeze baby. Squeeze."
A moment later, and Avery was fully suspended in the air -- only held by the strength of Karmina's cock. The dangling male wrapped his legs backwards for support.
"Mama's still got it. Hands back, pet. Let me get something to grip."
With his mouth now free from her breasts, Avery's voice was ready to beg and plead for more pleasure. Karmina began to thrust, launching Avery's body into the air, before pulling him back down and curving up into his helpless prostate.
"Fuck! Mama! I've never! You're cock feels so amazing, I need this. I've always needed thi- Arugh!"
"I know baby, I know. You were so patient. You were so needy."
"I always loved you. I always had a huge crush on you, but now I know. I need you. I need your cock."
"Then fucking clamp down on it like the ass-whore you are. I'm not going to own some Pillow-Prince that lays there and takes it. Work my dick!"
"Yes Mama! Goddess your cock is demonic! Your body is beautiful and powerful and all mine! Please use me like I'm nothing! Break me! Use me!"
Karmia dropped Avery down to the carpet floor and rutted deeper into his ass. Her size double his, she spooned the screaming boy while fucking him senseless. Next to the raging fire, with layers of snow insulating them from the outside world, there was a primal energy to their fucking. Like some ancient ancestors had fucked just like they were in some neighbouring cave eons ago -- a mighty cave-futa and her submissive male.
It was for the best the pair were isolated; miles from civilisation. Had someone heart Avery's screams and begging, they may have called the police, believing some poor boy was being helplessly raped by a ruthless futa. On the contrary -- while Karmina was indeed breeding Avery's hole with no restraint -- he was far from a passive member. With every thrust Karmia beat into him, he was throwing his hips back with zeal.
In any other physical activity, Avery would have lasted only an hour -- if that. But when it came to sex with a futa, especially with a mature one, he tapped into some bottomless well of energy. He had no idea it was Karmia's futanari pheromones that allowed him to do this. A response system, embedded within the breeding-toy, was giving his body everything it needed to please his woman. To please the girlcock rearranging his insides.
Avery could feel Karmina's expertise with every thrust. Without fail, her conquering girlcock struck Avery's prostate, sending waves of pleasure rushing through his body.
"Baby! Baby! Here I come! You're going to be so warm when I fill you with my seed. Do you want that? Do you want my warmth? My heat? My love?"
"Yes! All of it! Everything. Pump me full until I can't stand and then keep pumping me more! I need it all. I'll never feel cold or empty again. Please! Do it, Mama! Make me your cumdump! I'm just a worthless tank for you to dump all your seed into! Fill me up! Creampie my defenceless asshole until your spunk comes bursting out!"
With the strength of her amazoian frame, the girth of her boy-breaking ladydick, and her body weight crushing down onto Avery -- Karmina slammed her cock down one last time and locked it inside her begging boy. The feeling of being filled up never grew old for Avery. A few futa had tried their best in the past, but they were nothing compared to Karmina's torrent of cum. Every time Avery thought it was her last pump, an even stronger surge of seed came rushing forth. For five minutes straight her nuts emptied into his very soul.
When she was done, Karmina leaned down and began to nibble Avery's ear. Just like most males post-cumshot, his ability to form sentences was gone.
"Hush, little thing. There's no need to speak, cumdump of mine. You're body has done plenty of talking for you. The way you smell... The way you squirm... You were born for this, my Avi."
Avery moaned pathetically.
"Next, I'll be taking your throat for a test-run. You'll need all the energy you can get, so don't waste a drop of my seed. Okay? It will be your only source of sustenance for the next couple of hours. Mama likes to go for a few rounds before her first break. Ready?"
If Avery wanted to regret falling in love with an ex-athlete futanari milf, it was far too late to do so. North Tennedian futa were famed for their sexual endurance and Karmina was a bull among bulls. Even in her younger years, she had been in a league of her own. An entire harem wasn't enough to exhaust her, but Avery wasn't a quitter. When he devoted himself to something, he gave everything he had.
Those first forty-eight hours went by in a blur of sex, fur, touching, and feeding. Karmina fucked Avery in positions he had never seen or heard of. She threw his body around because she could -- because it felt so good to have total control over her lover. He was light as a feather and more durable than any mate she had known.
While chugging energy drinks, Karmina bent Avery over the kitchen table. When the pair stopped for a shower, Avery was sucking Karmina's cock clean under the hot water. They left a path of destruction behind them: broken chairs, shattered table legs, both of the bedframes totally ruined, and the bedsheets soaked with their spunk. Avery lost track of how many times he came -- most of them hands-free, such was the raw pleasure of Karmina's ass-fucking. Eventually, it felt like he was in a constant state of glowing orgasm. He passed out being fucked senselessly and then woke up with his lips around Karmina's cock while she took a power-nap.
Even when the blizzard subsided, the two never stopped. The Eaern mountains had endless activities and sports ready to be explored, memories to be made, beautiful sights to be seen. Avery didn't see a single one of them. Sealed in their cave of pleasure, the two lost track of time. Their combined musk filled the entire cabin, their seed stained every room, and their screams never lost their lust. Nothing else mattered. Pleasing each other was their everything. And please they did.
Despite being thrown around like a toy, Avery found his own way to pleasure his futa. Her fat nuts frequently slapped into his ass or neck while they fucked. Whenever he got the chance, he wrapped his fingers around her sack and gently squeezed them. This only invoked Karmina's full wrath as she ploughed deeper, turned her hips to hit new angles, and ruin the boy for any other futa.
Not that Avery wanted another futa. Pumped full of her seed -- the excess pouring from every hole -- Avery vowed to only serve Karmina's cock. Doubt was wiped from his mind. His taste for futa would never be undone; his devotion to Karmina never questioned.
When the two finally emerged after their week-long vacation, Avery's belly was bulging with Karmina's hot spunk. Warmth radiated throughout his entire body as his futa locked the door behind them. Neither of them wanted to leave, but their supplies had run out. Three months worth of supplies gone in a week. Karmina's body demanded dense energy-packed food to keep her cum-tanks full.
"Plus, I want a chance to show off my new boy-toy." Karmina gripped Avery's ass tight.
Whatever future Avery had planned vanished with the melting snow. Karmina was the only thing he could think about -- the only thing he wanted to think about. As the two made their way to her car, she wrapped her fur coat around them. A rogue hand brushed over Avery's belly.
"We'll come back next year, little cub. It can be our escape. But don't be mistaken... I'm going to be treating you just the same when we get home."
"You better, Mama. I think I'm addicted."