Sexy Story of the Month - Cream Pie Day! (Patreon)

Ellie’s lust was almost as bad as her hunger, and the scent of breakfast in the early morning hours was the only thing that could make her think twice about emptying those swollen bloated grapefruit sized balls. Her prehensile cock twitched as she walked in the kitchen and saw the time barely ticking past 9am, it was a slight mess with dishes littering the sink that had not been there last night, her eyes glancing around and dusted puffs of flour, cutting board, sliced fruits, her ears flapped gently and eyes spied towards the oven just as it closed.

“Morning, Momma!” It was Sherri, wearing that bright smile and her tongue poking out, her body obviously naked behind the frilled white apron. “It’s Pie Day so I’m .. well baking a pie!” Ellie cracked a slight smile and held her slightly bemused demeanor as she closed one of the open cupboard doors with her trunk. “I used Fuji Apples, peeled them, cut them up, dusted with cinnamon, brown sugar, nutmeg, ginger, allspice, cloves for the filling, and made a graham cracker crust!”

“Baking pie, hm?” She repeated back, “I hope you plan on making clean dishes after you’re done.” 

“Well you can’t really bake my special apple pie without making some dishes along the way,” Sherri rolled her eyes sarcastically, almost hurt that her efforts were an afterthought compared to the need to clean up after. “But yes I’ll clean up the dishes..” She muttered and began to scoop up the cupboard and knife, setting it in the sink from their place on the island.

“Hm,” The mommaphant’s soothing matronly voice rose ever so slightly as she maneuvered behind the doggirl on the sink. “I’m pretty sure I can make a pie without having to make a pile of dishes..” Sherri was then hoisted, the mommaphants lust becoming the forefront of her desires since breakfast was currently baking in the oven. Her hands squeezed onto Sherri’s body and took hold of those juicy thick hips to slide her back from the sink, her shoulders landing back upon the island counter that had been cleared of space. “What’d I tell you about walking around in my special apron..?” Ellie heaved hotly, her breath cascading downwards as she watched Sherri whimper with a blush upon her cheeks.

“..N..not to wear it..?” She asked shyly while her tail wagged about underneath her, slightly brushing against the scraps of fruit sending them off the sides of the counter. Ellie’s trunk teased along Sherri’s shoulder, the massive appendage trailing down and tugging at one of the shoulder strap strings and slowly pulled at it until it came undone. 

A hot little huffing breath escaped Ellie’s lips, the other string peeling free and then Sherri was naked as the apron was tossed further up the counter, revealing those juicy breasts and her naked body with patches of dusted white flour and bits of flavored spices dotting her where the apron didn’t cover. “Mhmm..” Her tongue extended and she lowered her head, dragging that wet appendage along Sherri’s breast and slurping hungrily as she trailed upwards. “Now I need to do laundry… Such a selfish girl..” She teased while her rock hard length pushed against Sherri’s quivering pussy, letting it twitch against her desperate quim. “Mommy’s bad little girl..” She grunted letting her cocktip move of its own accord slowly rubbing against Sherri’s pussy lips with as much dexterity as her finger.

“Hnhhf..” Sherri moaned, her pawtoes scrunching as the cock started to push inside her tight little pussy, “Y.. Yes mommy..” She bleated, her ears folding to the sides as she gasped out, “I.. I’m a bad girl..” Her voice cracking at the exact moment that Ellie’s cock wormed its way deeper inside, cramming itself in her like a slithering snake with her hips lowering into her body dictated by the pace of her cock. 

“That’s right,” Her trunk teased along Sherri’s face, brushing the brunette locks aside as she started to move her hips, Sherri letting out a sharp whimper, her hand reaching out and clutching onto the apron as her body moved, pumping her cock inside and letting the indent of her massive momma mammoth meat bulge against her abdomen, “My bad little girl, being so naughty..” She huffed, as she moved with the pace of a gentle giant careful not to break her darling girl, “You just act out mm? Wanting to be punished..”

“Uh huh..” Even with the careful motions of Ellie’s hips, Sherri still slid back against the smooth countertop, her furred figure jostling by the weight of her forceful thrusts, “You.. You can.. go harder..” She gulped, eyes watering at the intense pressure her lower body felt from the hefty cock cramming so deep inside, stretching her walls out around to fit every girthy inch. “P.. Please Mommy?” Her voice sputtered, and her heart pounded, Ellie could feel it in her voice how eager she was for more of that weighted length. “I-I want more.. more..” The doggirl’s bleating moans suddenly halfway muffled by Ellie’s trunk.

“So greedy..” Her massive trunk when fully extended had enough length to rival an equine stud’s cock, and now it was in Sherri’s mouth with the prehensile tip gripping the right side of her mouth and pulling, showing off her gaping drool strands that were inside her mouth, “My little bitch want to get all that pie filling for herself?” She mused, her hips slapping roughly now, those mammoth balls clapping against the doggirl’s thighs as her cock pushed against her cervix without hesitation, pumping against and making Sherri’s vocal chords ripple with a desperate yelp as she did so.

Sherri’s voice cracking moans broke against the heated grunts from Ellie, her little footpaws clutching tightly around the back of Ellie’s thighs, holding onto her as she felt the pleasure race through her body, Ellie’s trunk now taking liberties with Sherri’s mouth dragging along the inside of her cheek and smearing against the top of her wriggling tongue, “Ah’m thorrymohmmyyyyy..” Ellie glanced down briefly into her eyes, knowing that look on her face as her body was flushed with pleasure, the doggirl so absorbed with bliss that she’d give anything for Ellie to not stop.. Part of her wanted to take advantage of that desperate doggirl’s hunger for orgasm.

All night she’d been pent up and it didn’t help that it was one of her rutting seasons, her body eager to cum and breed, it didn’t matter who. But Sherri’s pussy was one she particularly loved, and it simply being available was enough to make her body ache with desire more than others, being able to cram that wanton little bitch full of cock, having her beg for it, take it, and not break when she hilted inside her all the way was something that Ellie truly adored. Claiming her sweet little bitch with every loving thrust was a bliss that made any little excuse like some holiday pun a special occasion. “Be greedy.. I love it..” Ellie groaned, her heavy breasts dragging against Sherri’s with her puffy areola touching to her sweet doggirl’s nipples, “Here’s MY special.. pie filling..” She grunted, ‘Get.. Ready..” Then she pinned Sherri by the wrists to the counter, holding her in place as she gave a last final thrust as deep as she could, the warmth of her balls nestled against Sherri’s pussy drooling cuntlips as her cock crammed insistently against her cervix while cum erupted from the tip.

It was a strain on her body that made it like a pleasurable muscle sprain, her womb overfilling with cum to the point her abdomen was swelling. Normally Ellie would have start to pull her cock back a little bit, relieving the tension and pressure on her womb to allow the rest of her vaginal canal to bear some of the brunt, but Ellie selfishly wanted to see her bulging tummy swell like an over-filled pie, the mommaphant licking her lips excitedly at the idea as she kept cumming, each rope almost an ounce of pure yogurt thick milfcum, and she was insistent on Sherri’s body taking every drop! 

As Sherri lay there spasming, Ellie slowly retreated, pulling her body free and letting Sherri’s cunt suddenly begin to bubble with the massive load of cum that started to trail out from her twat and pool upon the counter. Sherri was too exhausted to move, her legs laying there limp with her pawtoes in an eternal scrunched position as her hand touched upon her cum swollen tummy, “Hey mom,” Sherri whimpered as she glanced over at the woman glistening with sweat and sorting through the fridgerator in search of a Gatorade. “I thought you said you could make a pie without leaving a mess!”  

The woman gave pause, glancing back as she tipped the drink bottle to her lips, her eyes seeing the way her filling was now spilling all over the counter. “Hm, guess you were right.” She drank down a refreshing series of gulps, the blue tinted revitalizing drink disappearing quickly into her gullet before she let it pull back with a pleasures sigh and smiled adoringly in Sherri’s direct. “Well then, I suppose I’ll do the dishes.”