Room Service With a Smile (Patreon)

So I'm not quite sure what to say about this one, it kind of occupies a strange space fetish wise. Peg Pete definitely falls under the definition of 'furry' but she's also popular enough that I think most people ignore that. Much like Lola Bunny. So if you're not into that sort of thing at all then consider this your warning. For the rest of you I hope you enjoy!

The muted sound of high heels thudding against carpet echoed through the otherwise silent hallway of Spoonerville's nicest hotel. Occasionally the rattling of a small cart laden with food would disturb the rhythmic footsteps along with a small, excited exhaling of breath from the buxom woman pushing it towards room fifteen zero one. Though not one for dressing up in costumes Peg Pete couldn't deny the outfit chosen for her on this little excursion worked in more ways than one. Her thick red hair was done up in it's usual style with a tiara like white headpiece fastened around it. Electing to do away with her usual gold hoop earrings her face was completely untouched by makeup, leaving her large, dark eyes, delicately maintained eyebrows, cute little black nose, and smallish mouth to stand on their own sultry yet warm merits. Covering her buxom, motherly figure was a somewhat stereotypical black and white maid costume that left much of her shoulders bare and hugged her fantastically slender waist tight. The skirt reached just far enough down her thighs to keep a small amount of modesty without sacrificing the plump, bubble butt that made her the envy of many women in town. A slight but undeniably noticeable amount of cleavage hinted at her equally curvaceous breasts while still avoiding more than the usual amount of open mouthed stares on the way up. Her long, plump legs were covered by white stockings that left a few inches of her peach colored skin bare beneath the hem of her petticoat. Two black, stiletto heels covered her feet and rounded out the look rather nicely. In addition to making her calves pop.

Finally coming to a stop in front of the room she was tasked with delivering to Peg knocked firmly on the door and put on a bright smile. As soon as it opened she greeted the occupant with a cheerful, “Good afternoon sir!”

“Yeah same to you.” The tall, broad shouldered and wide bellied man stated. He stepped out of the way and ushered her in with a massive hand, “I've been waitin for ya!”

“Sorry about that sir, it took some time to get everything you ordered ready!”

“As long as it's all there it ain't a big deal.” He shut the door and watched her push the handcart into the main area.

Coming to a stop in the center of the modestly sized room right next to the table Peg lifted the cover off the tray at the center of the cart to reveal a perfectly cooked stake and mashed potatoes, “I hope everything is to your satisfaction sir!”

“It sure looks pretty good!” The man said while eyeing her up and down. When she looked back at him his eyes quickly darted to the food and he lumbered towards it while licking his lips, “Thanks. I didn't know they sent maids to do this kind of stuff!”

“Well we're a little short staffed at the moment.”

“That makes sense.”

Peg nodded and continued to smile up at him for a moment, “Did you need anything else sir?”

“Uhhhh yeah . . . I was supposed to get barbecue sauce with all this.”

“Oh of course, that's right under here!”

She bent over and lifted up the cloth covering the lower portion of the cart to retrieve the condiments for him. And exactly as he'd hoped that relatively innocuous movement lifted her skirt up and gave hum a free look at her gloriously juicy ass. But to his utter surprise rather than spotting a lacy pair of panties to match her outfit or even a sleek little thing Peg wasn't wearing anything at all beneath her uniform. Which left not only her bubble butt on full display but also the barest hint of her slit peeking out from between her thighs. The outer folds of her pussy were already glistening with arousal and there was just the tiniest amount of inviting pink flesh visible tucked away within her wonderfully plump lips. He could even see the curly tuft of red hair that crested her sex. It made for such an enticing sight his mouth fell open like a trapdoor and he stared in utter disbelief well after she'd stood back up and turned around. His bright blue eyes slowly lifted from the spot where he'd glimpsed her perfect body and back towards her smiling face. One large, white gloved hand slowly reached out to take the bottle of barbecue sauce from her. Eventually he managed to close his mouth while she looked at him with her arms clasped behind her back and a seemingly innocuous grin spread across her face.

“Thanks . . .”

“You're welcome sir!” Her grin faltered for a moment as he continued to stare, “Is something wrong?”

His mouth opened as if he was going to say something but nothing actually came out. Completely of it's own accord his gaze drifted back down from her face, this time to ogle the rest of her body. He lingered on her cleavage long enough for her to notice before continuing downwards to eye up her long legs. Despite being tall enough for the angle to hide much of them beneath her skirt he could still see a glimpse of her smooth thighs and her dainty little feet tucked away within her heels. His focus was so consumed by what he'd seen he completely failed to register anything else, including the subtle gleam that lit up Peg's eyes. Or the prominent bulge swelling within his beige slacks. The one that she'd glimpsed almost immediately and served as the source of her gradual change in demeanor. Sure men were always staring at her, including her husband, but rarely did they ever look so transfixed. Of course it was hardly a surprise she'd caused such a powerful reaction. Though it was enormously gratifying all the same. After giving his unmistakably large cock one last glance Peg bit her lower lip and stepped towards the stranger. Her breasts ever so slightly brushed against his stomach and she was delighted to find him leaning forward a split second later.

“You know . . . I can offer you another service . . . one that's not on any menu . . .”

“What is it?”

“Something I only give to the biggest spenders . . .” She emphasized the second to last word by reaching down and lightly rubbing her fingers up and down the bulge in his pants, “Would you like to try it?”

“Uh huh!”

After a small, coquettish laugh at his response Peg rose to the very tips of her toes like she was going to kiss him. When he leaned in she pulled back just enough to tease him without completely denying his advances. Their lips brushed together for a split second and a powerful shiver coursed through his body. The moment after it passed she unzipped his slacks and let them fall to the floor. Her hands darted into his underpants and retrieved not only a cock as big around as her bicep but also a pair of balls practically bursting with cum. She didn't have to look down to know he was more than big enough to satisfy her size queen tendencies. Any shaft that couldn't stand straight up because of it's weight and size fit the bill. If anything he seemed just about perfectly suited to wrecking whatever hole she felt like stuffing. Assuming there was enough time she'd probably sample a little bit of everything but even if she couldn't a nice, fat cock buried in her pussy was the ideal way to close her first meeting with a stranger. Wanting to tease him a little more before she pounced Peg stared deep into his eyes and said something that never failed to work wonders.

“You could split a girl in half with this!” She moaned. “Luckily for you . . . that's exactly what I want!”

Everything about his body language shifted the moment she finished speaking. As if she'd hit some sort of trigger word it was like an entirely different creature was suddenly looming over her. Faster than she could react his large hands had closed around her waist and lifted her into the air like she was a porcelain doll. Just one of his gloved mitts was big enough to wrap around her and keep Peg in place while the other jumped down to his dick and lift it towards her waiting pussy. She slid her legs around his large belly and draped her arms across his equally broad shoulders. The moment his tip brushed against her outer fold she moaned and shuddered, her eyes already starting to roll backwards. They all but did a complete spin when he roughly shoved a good third of his prick inside her pussy in one powerful movement. Pushing upwards at the same time he lowered her down his member plunged into her cunt and stretched her sensitive little hole to the breaking point. Despite having two children and knowing her way around bigger cocks there was no denying his was among the biggest she'd ever been with. Peg cried out in abject pleasured and slumped against him, her fingers scraping against his clothes hard enough to scratch them as she was speared by his shaft. Her juices gushed out in thick streams that dripped down either side of his prick and thoroughly soaked the carpet below. Once he no longer needed to hold his cock her newfound lover elected to slide both hands around her thick, jiggling buttocks and give them a good old fashioned groping while he continued to push deeper inside her. Feeling his strong fingers squeezing her ass at the same time she was getting dicked was about the closest thing to heaven Peg had experienced. At least until he was forced to stop with more than half of his dick left out in the cold.

Peg's entire body tensed as his dick collided with her cervix and a bolt of pain tinged pleasure arced through her. It was repeated a split second later when the tip of his member bumped against it once again with a bit more insistence. A third time saw her mouth opening and her tongue hanging out as the sensation threatened to overtake her. No stranger to cervical play she was unable and unwilling to do anything but let it play out and see what he'd do. She was more than capable of getting off with only half of his dick inside her, so long as he kept hitting the entrance to her womb. But something told her that wasn't going to be enough for him. There was just enough time for her to brace and huddle against him like she was sheltering from the cold before he made his move. Widening his stance and squaring his shoulders the man lifted her an inch or two up his prick, then slammed her down while at the same time thrusting like a jackhammer. In the span of three seconds his prick collided with her cervix no less than eight times. Each one utterly rocked her body and sent a veritable flood of ecstasy surging through her. In addition to the quite literal flood of juices that exploded out of her pussy as she unexpectedly and explosively climaxed. She didn't even realize how close she'd been until he started pounding the entrance to her womb. And once he'd truly began all sense of time and space evaporated like it was nothing. Every small thrust sent a jet of clear fluid squirting out of her pussy, a full body shiver through her squirming form, and a breathy moan bursting from her lips. It also had the intended side effect of forcing her cervix open a little wider each time, often as a result of her uncontrollable spasms and constant twitching.

In the span of thirty seconds he'd successfully fucked his way into her womb and the first time his cock slid past her freshly pierced opening to slide inside the deepest part of her Peg actually screamed. It was a sound of pure satisfaction and one that rattled the windows in their panes and made more than a few people in the other rooms turn their heads. Neither she nor her lover cared one bit about any of that though. Not as long as the sensation of his entire cock buried inside her trembling pussy could be felt and enjoyed. She pressed her heaving tits and slightly distended belly against the man's chest and buried her face in his collar. Her usual instinct to kiss him was overshadowed by aftershocks still radiating to her extremities and preventing any movement more complex than weak gyrating and constant twitching. Thankfully her partner was under no such restriction and he was more than happy to start moving after a short period of adjustment.

Contrary to what she expected when he started pulling back it was with a deliberate slowness that bordered on tender. His dick still throbbed like mad inside her and strained mightily against her inner walls yet he didn't launch into the same kind of frenzy that'd overtaken him before. Rather he slowly built back up to that point at a speed that simultaneously drove her crazy and allowed her to actually catch her breath. Enough for Peg to actually lean back and look into his eyes once more. Every time his cock retreated it slid just far enough out for the tip to reach her cervix where the head would bump against her entrance. But rather than force his way through he'd thrust upwards and send his balls smacking wetly against her ass instead. Little by little the speed of those movements grew, each one creating a slightly louder slap and eliciting a slightly louder moan from her. For several minutes he fucked her in that way while she all but begged for him to keep going. The words never actually managed to come out of her trembling lips but the look in her eyes was more than enough to make up for it. Assuming the unmistakable quivering of her pussy and the way her whole body stiffened whenever he pushed upwards didn't get the message across. To his credit her partner managed to resist that alluring incentive and continue at the same pace, no doubt enjoying the visible frustration mixing with her undeniable pleasure. She certainly couldn't blame him either, even if she was aching for another wild ride. Had she been left in charge she'd almost certainly be doing the same thing to him. In fact there really wasn't anything stopping her from turning the tables and taking control. All she had to do was get him into the right position.

“On the bed!” Peg whimpered into his ear, “I wanna ride you!”

Taking a second to realize what she meant the stranger nodded and awkwardly shuffled towards the king sized bed. He started to sit down on the edge but once again his pace was proving just a bit too slow for her liking. Summoning all of her strength she shoved him onto his back and sat upright with a confident grin. She glided down to the base of his member and took the opportunity to yank down the bodice of her uniform. As her tits bounced free of their cloth prison she felt him throb appreciatively at the sight. One of his hands left her ass to begin groping her newly offered breasts instead. After letting him enjoy her large, puffy nipples and soft bosom for a few seconds Peg moved her feet underneath her so she was squatting atop his dick. With her hands pressed against his chest to steady herself she was finally in the perfect position to tease him exactly the way he'd been teasing her. There was no way he'd enjoy that same maddeningly slow pace when he wasn't in control. Unfortunately that plan died almost the instant she started moving. She was barely halfway through rising up his dick when the overwhelming urge to ride him like a bucking bronco returned in force. Her fingers curled into fists as they clutched his shirt and she stared unblinkingly down at him. For a fraction of a second she paused like a wild animal about to pounce, his dick throbbing away inside her womb. Then she slammed down against him with all her might, both of them crying out in pleasure while the bed creaked in protest. 

Like the opening salvo of a battle that first movement was all it took for everything to kick off in the best way possible. Finally able to indulge herself the way her overactive libido wanted Peg fucked him like a madwoman. Pounding his shaft with her sloppy, cock hungry pussy as fast as her body would allow she refused to stop until he came. And maybe not even then. Something primal and unpredictable had taken over her, the same thing that'd made her teenage years such a wild experience and given her the penchant for massive dicks that continued to the modern day. Along with a more understated but still quite powerful love of cum that'd only developed after she'd given birth the first time. When the chance to indulge both fetishes intrinsic to her sexuality arose it was downright impossible for her not to go completely wild. It was how she so easily settled into a rhythm that not only let her ride him until one of them passed out but also keep her movements as frantic yet steady as possible. There was no way to know how long she fucked him, how long the sounds of their bodies colliding filled the air and drove everyone within earshot crazy. In fact the only thing that could break up the endless cycle of her cock fueled lust was exactly what Peg was trying to accomplish.

“I can't last any longer!” He groaned.

“Yes!” She squealed, utterly thrilled to at long last feel his cum inside her aching pussy, “Oh fuck yes! Breed me baby! I want every drop of cum you have! Don't stop until I'm pregnant!”

Sliding down to the base of his cock as quickly as she could Peg threw her head back and moaned loud enough to wake the dead. She stared in open mouthed pleasure while a torrent of warm, creamy spunk exploded into her pussy. Nearly every drop of that first, massive load gushed directly into her open and waiting womb. What little managed to seep through the almost perfect seal formed by her cervix wrapped around his dick was swiftly pushed out of her pussy entirely. Her inner walls contracted uncontrollably around her lover's shaft, often coinciding with each new jet of cum that burst from his pulsing member. In the blink of an eye her belly was overflowing with his jizz and her already swollen stomach inflated a few more inches. Though certainly not enough to look grotesque or even all that noticeable by the time her womb couldn't take anymore she was more than capable of running a hand along her newfound bump in awe. And once she was well and truly filled any excess jizz had nowhere else to go but out. Amidst her ecstatic cries and his no less pleasured groans was the lewd, squelching sound that marked copious amounts of semen squirting out of her pussy. After a few seconds her thighs, skirt, and the bed beneath them were utterly drenched in a pungent, gooey mixture of cum and pussy juice. 

Even after he finished emptying his over sized balls into her cunt spunk continued to dribble out for a good while. It only increased as her lover's dick started to soften and slip free. Before too much could go to waste Peg fell backwards against the bed, sliding off his prick in the process, and promptly buried several fingers inside her slit. Partially to keep the slowly receding bliss of a good fuck around for a moment longer but mostly to keep as much of his cum inside her as she could. Not that there was any shortage of it to be had of course, despite how much had already leaked out her womb was still fit to burst. She closed her thighs as tightly as she was able just to be safe. Of course feeling all the spunk smeared across her legs and basking in the sensation of it rubbing and soaking into her skin was certainly an added benefit. Keeping one hand firmly plugging her slightly gaping pussy the other proceeded to slide across her stomach and feel the bulge left by her husband's massive load. If it was anything like the last two times they'd attempted to have children she was all but guaranteed to get pregnant. Either because she was overly fertile, his cum was incredibly potent, or both there was no stopping him from breeding her if he came inside her pussy. A fact both of them basked in as much as the afterglow of their little roleplay. Although he did screw up the moment a tad when he slid off the bed and lumbered towards the untouched tray of food instead of cuddling with her like they usually did.

“I toldja you'd like it!” Pete stated.

“You were right . . .” Peg laughed, “How about next time you dress up as a bell boy?”

“Next time?”

She rolled onto her stomach and clasped her hands beneath her chin, “Obviously.”

A large, goofy grin spread across her husband's face and he tossed the entire potato skin into his mouth like a child, “I can do that!”

“Mmmm I know you can darling. Would you mind bringing that tray over here?”

“Sure!” As he pushed it with one of his shovel like hands Pete asked in a gloating tone, “Can't walk huh?”

“Oh hush.” She admonished, plucking a few grapes from the assortment of food laid out before her. 

Her man watched while she popped them one by one into her mouth in a purposefully seductive manner. By the time she was finished his desire for food had slipped away and his mouth was watering for something else entirely. She pretended not to notice despite how characteristically obvious he was being. Were she not eternally watching her figure she'd have continued teasing him with one of the hot dogs sitting amidst the other, greasy foods he'd requested. Luckily she'd thought ahead enough to have the next best thing close to hand: a ripe banana. But before she could do more than grab it and begin peeling the bed suddenly sank as Pete sat down beside her. His hand slid across her narrow waist and up her back until it was resting between her shoulder blades. A little shiver danced down her spine as she felt his fingers caress her skin once more.

“Ya know . . . we still got the room for a few more hours . . .”

“We do huh?”

“Yeah . . .”

She shifted onto one side and grinned up at him with an arched eyebrow, “Then how about we go until I need a wheelchair to get out of here?”