The roar of a hopped up V8 grew closer as Shirley returned home from a joyride. She had been working hard on tuning the Ford's engine since she had got back from active service. Pulling in to the drive she parked up, quickly heading in to the home. As she closed the front door behind her, pictures of the bunny witch and Trude hung on the walls. After the war finished, Shirley had almost immediately proposed to Trude. Although the dog witch was slightly surprised, she had accepted, moving to a quiet place in the countryside with her spouse. Of course one of Trude's conditions was that her sister, Chris, came with them not that Shirley objected. Moving further in to the house allowed Shirley to hear a serious of grunts coming from Trude's gym room. Quietly peering around the door frame brought her spouse in to view. Clad in just a small sports bra and cotton panties, Trude was doing squats with an unbelievably large bar bell over her shoulders. Even without her magic active, the witch was insanely strong. Of course that had its advantages around the home. Stepping in to the gym, the scent of sweat hit Shirley's nose. Inhaling deeply made her shudder as that familiar smell filled her mind.
"Hey honey, I'm home~" Shirley purred, moving closer.
"Ah. Shirley! Ugh...Didn't...ugh...hear you...ugh...come in..." Trude panted between squats. Each time she squatted down those perfect legs flexed, but more importantly to Shirley, Trude's perfect ass pushed in to those cotton panties.
"Not surprised, the way you are grunting I thought you'd found a pair of Chris' panties~" Grinning, the red head moved to Trude's front, more to steal a glance at her body more than anything
Trude didn't answer straight away, instead she stood, taking the bar bell of those wide, flexing shoulders, showing her raw strength by holding it in one arm as the dog witch moved to set it on a rack of equally large weights.. "I'm not a total perv like you! Besides, I at least wanted a shower before you got home." She added before pushing her sweat glistened body against Shirley's. "Welcome back, honey." A quick kiss pressed their lips together. "Think I'm gonna take that shower now, then make dinner for Chris."
"Come on, you expect me to see you doing squats, flaunting your perfect ass, and not want a piece of that?!" Diligent fingers moved to dig in to Trude's buns, the Karlsland witch letting out a surprised gasp. Those handed weren't totally unexpected though and Trude quickly responded, cupping the bulge in her lover's panties.
"You wanna get off, don't you? I think you let that bunny control you way too much." Trude whispered, teeth tugging at Shirley plump bottom lip. With a wiggle of her hips, she pushed those perfect buns in to the exploring hands. A firm yank pushed their hips together, Shirley's grin growing wider as her hardening shaft bumped Trude's equally large panty clad package. "Well, looks like I'm not the only one that wants some action."
"It's pretty difficult to stay soft when you act like that. So, are you gonna make me cum or what?" Trude asked, shoving Shirley's back against the wall. Their hips bumping once more, but this time Trude kept those bulges pushed together, thick girl dick and heavy testes grinding together whilst their tongues danced in a long, deep kiss.
It was Shirley however who made the first move. Keeping her wife locked in their sloppy tongue lashing, a few slender fingers hooked the front of the white cotton panties, tugging them down just enough to let Trude's thick dick bounce free. A wet slap was let out as it hit Trude's sweat covered abs, quickly followed by her hefty bollocks also being bundled out the cotton. Wrapping her fingers around in a tight reverse grip, Shirley appreciated just how perfect her wife's length was. At just past 9" long and a thick girth to match it was at least 5% of the reason she loved Trude as much as she did. A firm tug yanked down on skin covering the bulbous tip, accompanied by a small grunt and blast of hot air from Trude's nostrils.
"You know what to do, you horny bunny bitch."
"Fuck, been saving some for me?" Shirley dropped to her knees, immediately jerking her lover off at a high pace. With her new position however it let the red head press her nose against those packed, heavy cum tanks. Inhaling deeply she took in every tiny bit of sweat and lust, swearing she could smell just how potent and packed her nuts were. But it was her tongue lashing against them that made Trude's toes curl.
"Oh fuck~" she groaned, powerful hands running through the fiery orange hair below. In response her tongue began to flick, curl and roll each testicle in turn, slathering the taught smooth back in spittle.
"Ja! Mein gott..." Trude managed as her chest heaved and her hips bucked in to Shirley's expert grip. Ever since they had first become friends, and rivals, Shirley had been jerking Trude off and so had a solid understanding of how to make her fiancee blast her load. First she would take those heavy plums in her mouth. Sucking hungrily she would gaze up at Trude with the sluttiest eyes she could. Whilst her tongue done its work, she would make sure to catch the ridge of Trude's flaired tip with each hard stroke. Quickly slurping off of her nuts Shirley would then beg her to cum, to paint her face with seed.
Like clockwork this worked, and Trude was on the verge. Her packed nuts were loading their potent swimmers to be fired in their billions all over Shirley's perfect skin. However the bunny had other plans. Reaching across she grabbed an empty pint glass from the side and just as Trude announced her orgasm, pushed that bulbous cockhead in to Trude cried out in a deep needy moan whilst her hips bucked slightly. Rope after thick, viscous rope of sperm ladened spooge slopped in to the glass. Lasting a good few seconds, the audible slopping of jizz finally subsided as the thick but threatened to overflow the glass completely.
"Holy fuck~~~" Shirley gasped. It never ceased to amaze her just how potent Trude was as a bull. "I'd tell you to not stay so pent up, but I fucking love it~" she added, standing. A quick whiff of the pint of breeding sauce sent shivers throughout her whole body. She wanted it in her, on her. But this time she would resist. This time she moved the glass towards Trude. Still hazed over from her monumental orgasm, the Karlsland witch was panting hard, her dick not softening in the slightest yet. It was then she noticed Shirley's plan.
"Hey what are you-?"
"Drink it. All of it." Shirley demanded, pressing the rim of the full pint glass to Trude's lips.
"But what if I-ummff!" Shirley went to tip the glass up, but Trude quickly grabbed it. "Hey! Hold on! ...I'll do it." Looking down at the pint of her own seed, she swirled the glass slightly, but the spunk within barely moved. Hesitating for a second she brought it to her lips and began to swallow. 'Fuck its thick!' She thought as each pearly gob rolled in to her mouth, across her tongue, staining it with its taste and scent, then slid down her throat. Her gulps were loud as She made it past halfway, then three quartets. The last mouthful she held for a second, knowing Shirley was watching on in glee. Slowly she chewed the thick was, opening her mouth to show the load before swallowing it and confirming its disappearance.
"...oh fuck that was hot..." Shirley groaned, her cock threatening to burst out her panties.
"You have some weird fetishes, you bunny bitch."
"I have a perfect wife for them though...mmm~ Trude~ I wanna fuck you, baby~"
Trude raised an eyebrow, but couldn't help but crack a smile at how desperate Shirley looked.
"Fine...but not here. I don't wanna turn my gym in to your pleasure room."
"F-fine, just let me at that ass~~"
Bundling her package back in to her panties, Trude gave Shirley a kiss, the smell and taste of jizz hanging on her lips as she lead her out to a better breeding spot.