Bonus Story - Mixing Milk with Meat (Patreon)

It was common knowledge that pregnancy made the body’s hormones simply go completely out of whack, every guy understood it either from personal experience or the general consensus of men and Ben was hardly an exception. He thought something was off when Sherri had started to smell exceptionally intoxicating, and then a short while after she revealed she was pregnant and it was his foal that was making her tummy swell up. She frequently pouted about her appearance in moments she thought were exclusively private but to Ben she was all the more alluring. 

The swelling curvature of her abdomen and those luscious thighs made him hungry for erotic moments and thankfully that concoction of hormones Sherri was currently harboring had made her almost insatiable, of course those delectable moments came at a cost and tonight that cost was climbing out of bed at two in the morning to go to the local CVS. He returned to the door with his finger on the touchpad buttons, closing his eyes and taking in a deep breath. Sherri wasn’t a screamer, she didn’t play games, she was simply well aware of how horny she made him and didn’t fret about asking. 

A simple series of presses and the door unlocked, Ben opened the door and before he could even get his shoes off he was assailed with affection. “Did you get it?!” Sherri yipped excitedly as Ben gave a thudded grunt, his hands in the air to protect the single plastic bag that was loaded with more than what she asked for. He did like to show that he’d go above and beyond for her, and the way her nose sniffed at him leading towards the bag made him chuckle.

“Hey hey, easy now..” He lowered one arm around her as her arm reached upwards, tail wagging and tongue hanging out with eyes practically sparkling with excitement. “Hey, c’mon, I’ll bring it to you, but don’t be so rough.” He looped his arm tightly around her frame even while her heart shaped bubble butt wiggled with the frantic swings of her tail. 

“I know but I want it now,” Sherri whined as his massive frame easily hoisted her up off her footpaws carrying her towards the sofa where evidence of her impromptu late night nest was strung about.

“Sit here, off your feet,” He gently lowered her to the sofa eyes gently admonishing her for being so excitable. “Like the doctor said.” He found it  almost impossible that she wanted ice cream, the house AC was pumping almost triple to keep the air flowing at a shiveringly chill 68 degrees but even still she was sweating. She claimed she was simply ‘hot’ and low-key, Ben agreed. Seeing her body slick with all those sweat droplets along her curves gave her an almost glossy shine to her fur. The way she pouted up at him made his cock twitch slightly in his sheath, his nostrils flaring at her scent as he took in her visage for a brief moment with an aching gulp down his throat. “I’ll be back in a minute okay?” He lifted the bag, “I got you a special treat.”

Eyes wide. Ben felt the corner of his lips rise, he loved that look she made. Her tail freely swishing back and forth against the sofa. “Okay…” She said with a slight high pitch whine of anticipation in her voice.

In the kitchen Ben began to unload the deceptively small package of ice cream, Sherri said she wanted Neapolitan split flavored ice cream. Well he was going to do one better. Three bricks of chocolate, vanilla bean, strawberry ice cream, a couple bananas, Sherri’s favorite chocolate hardening shell, peanut butter sauce topping, rainbow sprinkles, and of course, the obligatory maraschino cherries. He had just fetched a large bowl when he heard Sherri’s voice piping up from the living room. 

“Hey Ben, can you help me with something real quick?”

Heaving a sigh, he packed away the bricks of ice cream into the freezer. Lord knows what she needed help with and how long it’d take. “Yeah, just a sec I’m coming.” He wasn’t sure what she wanted but he was glad he obliged, walking into the room and posed upon the sofa was Sherri with a flustered look on her face. Her naked body with the nightgown resting over the sofa cushion, her thighs spread slightly showing off her plump wet pussy and her hands teasing at her heavy milk leaking breasts. Her eyes up at him with a horny but distraught smile. 

“..Just something quick.. Please?” She looked so sweet he almost forgot to be irritated about being interrupted from his task at hand. It had been somewhat recent that her breasts had been producing milk at such a high amount but it was by far Ben’s favorite aspect. “Just.. just a little?” She bit on her lower lip, as Ben stepped closer heaving a deep breath of lust as he started to pull off his shirt revealing the muscular striations of his body. Deep toned muscles of a man who carried steal beams on his shoulder without complaint. For all his power he was still careful when it came to her body, especially in her state now, it had been months since he’d penetrated her out of concern for the foal(s?) that she carried in her womb. 

“Can do babe..” He muttered hotly as his hands reached out and touched upon her breasts, his hands still full of trepidation even though he’d gripped her tits so many times before. His deep heated breaths fell upon her neck as he finally touched to her tits. Her soft moan brought his fur standing on end as he carefully massaged her, his thumbs touching to her areola and finding the slickness of her milk spilling out almost instantly. Primal instinct filled his body with subconscious lust, that her milky tits would be perfect for nursing foals and his cock began to push out from his sheath against the late-night sweatpants he wore, “W.. Wow..” He whispered, almost every time he ‘milked her’ she had more of that nectar than before. The scent of it was driving him wild, clenching his teeth he continued to massage her breasts as the doggirl moaned. 

She was loving it, it was obvious, he didn’t even care that he was going to have to steam clean the couch the next day to get all the milk stains out. He pushed his hips in closer, grunting at how he wanted to penetrate her body while the slight bits of sense that he still had in his mind made such a thought an impossibility upon reflection. “Nhhh..” Sherri moaned again, his lips had wrapped around her nipple and he greedily drank the same milk that was meant for his foals! “Bennhhh..” Sherri moaned out, normally chastising him for his behavior but her pussy was so hot and brimming with excitement, he had no doubt that she was worked up considering the intensifying efforts she had to take to properly pleasure herself in his absence. “Hfff.. You.. think.. we can..” Her leg lifted slightly rubbing her toes against the back of his thigh as he leaned in closer.

“Noh.” He glowered up at her while his tongue flicked against her nipple. She’d been practically begging for him to fuck her, even more as of late, and it had been something he’d had to fight his every desire against sating himself by dicking her down harder than ever. Her hands were nice, oral was fine too, but nothing would beat the tightness of her pussy, “Stop asking..” He said almost sternly sucking tighter on her nipple to try and change the subject. 

“Fine.. Fine..” She whimpered her fingers dragging through his mane as her hips arched upwards her toes scrunching into the fabric of his sweat pants. “Nnh.. Just.. just rub it against me..? You can do that right..?” His ears perked, his nostrils flared. Kind of like foreplay he thought to himself as he sucked with his lips even tighter, his cock growing, it seemed like two of the three of them were approving of such a compromise. 

Sweat pants were a sort of miracle fabric, they were perfectly easy to wiggle out of when the moment called for it and were flexible enough to accommodate his cock without too much discomfort. His length sprung forwards when his hands pushed against the fabric, the tip of his cocktip already dribbling pre-cum as it messily pressed against Sherri’s fur. “You’re insatiable you know,” Ben huffed hotly, letting his flared tip smear against her eager quim as she let out a sharp moan. 

The softness of her rotund belly provided ample resistance against his grinding length, the pressure building up in his shaft as he groaned hotly down at her. His hands continued to massage at her breasts, thumbs pressing into her puffy stiffened nipples and letting all that milk spill free onto her breasts as he rocked his hips against her, “Sorry.. Been.. so pent up..” She whined at him, her pawtoes curling as his shaft would grind against the opening her quim. Her pussy cleft spread open by his stem and while her body ached to feel him deep it was enough to have him continuously grinding his hardness against her clitoris. 

“Me too..” Ben grunted under his breath, his thrusts grinding against her body causing her breasts to spill their contents more freely than before. Her creamy mammary juice spilling down the front of her belly and lubricating his cock that would grind even harder into her body, he could feel the veins on his length bulging as he huffed down at her, his heavy swollen balls smearing into her cunt as he rapidly pounded against her body pleasuring his cock with her pussy in one of the few ways they could! His dick now drenched in the mixture of her pussy nectar and her milk made it shine under the low lights of the living room as he strained through clenched teeth, breathing heavily trying to hold back his impending orgasm. 

His girth was swelling, growing wider and thicker with each thrust of his hips, his balls familiarized against Sherri’s frontal mound with a loud wet clap that left her nectar stringing against his swollen orbs. His nostrils flared, his body tightened, “Mmfhh.. Go on.. Cum..” Sherri licked her lips longingly up at him, her eyes filled with lust and desire and her saliva soaked lips offering.. as Ben felt his body surge he pushed his body upwards kissing his cocktip to her mouth and pushing against her lips as he let out a feral whinny. 

His body suddenly exploded with the focal point being his dilated cumslit flowing cum into Sherri’s mouth, the doggirl always had such a surprised look when it happened no matter how many times she experienced it. That look of shock in her eyes up at him with her mouth crammed full of his cock was the moment he focused on as he felt his load release inside her maw, his hands gripped onto her head, holding her tight as his cum gushed down her throat. The doggirl letting out a muffled groan and squirming, her legs stretching out and toes scrunching as her back arched upwards, her fingers clenching onto her thumb in desperate attempt to swallow all of his load. Her eyes watered at the corners tears forming as she finally closed her eyes and denied herself oxygen in favor of Ben’s belly swelling cum flow. She was already showing, but with his new addition to her gullet she looked like she was ready to pop!

Even though he’d released himself multiple times before that moment, it still felt like the first time he’d truly cum in weeks, yet while Sherri lay there her body trembling in the throes of orgasm. Ben had felt rejuvenated and alive, much more than a man that had to be up for work in 4 hours should be! Sherri’s lips were dripping from his load as she looked up at him with an exhausted smile, “Hey.. beautiful,” her smile brightened, “Got room for dessert? I didn’t forget your ice cream.”

Her tail wagged and she wiped her lips a little, “With chocolate sauce?”

Ben gulped he could have sworn he had it all, “Y.. Yeah, got the chocolate sauce for sure.” Chocolate shell topping counted as sauce too.. Or so he hoped.