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A new commission, and a sort of alternate world where Dan is an only child and Claire is a single mother.
Mother’s Love
Chapter 1: Lessons
“Hey girl, looking good.” Daniel said, his clawed hands sliding along the side of a particularly attractive vulpine female he had a thing for.
She tensed at the touch, “Whoa, whoa, what are you doing Dan?”
Dan blinked, “What… I mean I thought you were interested.”
“Well not that way” The fox started to pull away from him.
Dan growled, “But you said I was a great guy, that any girl would want me, why not you!”
The girl started to look nervous and tried to pull away harder. Dan was larger than her though, stronger too as there were few races that could match sergal strength. He gripped her tighter, until he saw the look in her eyes. He pulled back, realizing finally what was happening, “S-sorry” he stammered out as the girl practically sprinted away from him.
Well fuck…
Dan had screwed it up again. Why did this keep happening? He just wanted a girlfriend, was that really so much to ask? He was old enough but was stuck as a virgin. He knew it wasn’t his appearance, he was athletic and strong. By objective measures he WAS attractive, there was no denying that fact, so what was the problem? Were they scared of him? He knew that some people were scared of sergals, not that he could do anything about racist thoughts like that. He’d never hurt one of the girls he had tried approaching. He had only grabbed the fox out of frustration, but it wasn’t hard, she was fine! Was he just bad at this? But then how did the other guys seem to just KNOW how to do it? What the heck would he do?
Daniel the young adult sergal with the blue and black color gradient trudged solemnly back to his house. It wasn’t large. His mother raised him as a single mother with no siblings. His dad wasn’t in the picture, so it was just her and him in the small house. He flopped on the couch when he got home to sulk.
“Hey honey, did you have a great day at school?” His mother’s chipper voice rang out. Dan grumbled, really not in the mood for happiness right this second. “Aww is something wrong?”
Dang grumbled again looking up at her, “Nothing….”
“It’s not nothing sweetie” Claire, his mother, said sitting down with him. She was petite as far as sergals go, shorter than him, but still tall relative to the overall female population considering other races. “Tell me about it, ok?”
After some more time grumbling Dan eventually relayed his attempts with the fox. How he thought she liked him, but reacted badly when he tried to make a move on her. How he might have accidentally scared her, and how he just wished he could get a girlfriend already.
His mother gently patted his head, “It’s probably a combination of your concerns. You’re the only sergal in school so that makes you the odd one out, our race is generally large muscular and intimidating, and you lack experience making talking to girls awkward.”
“Well, what am I supposed to DO about that!” Dan threw his arms into the air, “Generate a sergal girl who won’t be scared of me to ‘gain experience’ with her?”
Claire shifted a bit while the considered something, “Well, that’s not that outlandish an idea.”
“Huh?” Dan was confused, “How is that not an outlandish notion? Do you know any sergal girls?”
“Well none that would be available” His mother admitted, “Other than one.”
Dan suddenly sat bolt upright, “Who?”
“Something our people sometimes do, more often in some families than others is help educate our kids on the ways of sex.”
“Mom, I know about the birds and the bees and all that….”
“No, I meant more a practical, skill based, more… ‘hands on’ sort of lesson.” Clarie said stumbling over her words a bit to find the best phrasing. “Do you know what I mean?”
Dan’s eyes slowly widened and his face turned shockingly scarlet even through his fur as the pieces started to fall into place, “you… mean… you?”
His mother nodded, smiling at him sweetly, “Yes dear, me. You’d learn techniques, build confidence, learn to relax around females, and possibly more importantly, you wouldn’t be as prone to acting out of frustration.”
Dan was almost nosebleed red as he found his eyes tracing over his mother’s body. He was seeing her in a whole new light. She was young, she had had him young and she had held onto her girlish features. She could have told people she was his sister and they would have believed her. She had wide hips and plump breasts that pressed against her t-shirt turning it into a bit of a tent over her flat stomach. Dan could already feel some tightness growing in his pants based on the thoughts he was currently having. Finally he spoke, “How?... do we …. Start?”
Claire smiled and leaned in closer, “First you kiss me.”
Dan somehow got redder as he leaned in close. His mother’s eyes closed and she pursed her lips as he got into proximity. He did the same and pressed his lips to hers. It felt good. Better than good. He shifted closer and wrapped his arms around his mother, holding the kiss all the while. She returned it with all the enthusiasm he had. Her mouth slowly opened, and he followed her lead as their tongues played against one another as the hug got tighter till they were pressed in close together.
“Wow” he said.
“Ya” She agreed.
“What now?” Dan asked.
“Now you explore. What would you like to do next? Or see next?”
Dan’s eyes slide off his mother’s and down to her breasts, staring at the mounds of soft flesh contained by her shirt.
Claire giggled realizing where he was looking, “In that case, undress me. Take my shirt and my bra.”
Dan did so. Lifting her shirt off of her. She raised her arms to make it easier, but let him do the honors, then instructed him in how the latch of her bra worked. Once it fell away, Claire’s plump and firm breasts bounced free, sitting high on her chest and heaving with her breaths. Dan’s hands found them immediately, gently groping and kneading his mother’s mounds He massaged and kneaded the soft, amazingly warm, globes, watching in near amazement as her nipples hardened in response to his touches.
Claire slowly laid back on the couch looking up at her son lovingly, “The pants next, take them. Take my panties too, and look at my body.”
Dan did not need to be told twice. He stripped his mother naked and stared in amazement at her form. Subtle curves, and lines. Soft fur, warm flesh, and a smiling face of one who loved him. “Oh wow, mom. Oh wow.”
“You next.” Claire said, “I want to see my man’s body too”
Dans clothes practically evaporated as he sent them flying, leaving him naked with a raging erection meant for the beautiful female laying before him. He watched in further amazement as she slowly spred her legs, showing off her vagina. He knew it would look different than most of the one’s he had seen in porn, sergals had hoods after all and other races didn’t. That said something just looked so right as she lifted her hood and showed him her damp and ready passage.
“Your instincts are telling you what to do aren’t they?” Claire asked. Internally she did some quick math on when the last time she had taken her birth control was. It may have been a little while. It wasn’t like she had many more chances for a real relationship than her son was having. It should be fine though; she hadn’t started menstruating again yet, so she was probably still safe. She smiled at her boy and continued, “Listen to your instincts, son. I want my male.
Dan listened and in a second was on top of his mother, face to face with her. Her amazing breasts pressed his chest, and her hot breath blew over his muzzle. He felt her hood gripping the tip of his shaft and aiming him at her opening. He had no further thoughts other than to do what felt right and with one full thrust he was hilted in her.
The moan of relief that escaped his lips was matched only by the moan of need escaping hers. His hips started to move of their own accord. Every movement felt more amazing than the last and he sped up to feel more, and more. His thrusts picking up an instinctive rhythm as he pumped away at his mother’s opening. She was tight around him, her legs were further tight around his hips, and her breasts started to bounce hypnotically with each thrust.
Dan couldn’t even believe how good it felt. This was what he was missing, this was what all males needed, and it sounded like his mother needed it too. Her moans encouraged him to go faster and faster. She had stopped giving instructions and started humping back. Her body rocked against his, meeting his thrusts with her own and tightening down even harder as she approached her climax. The pair synchronized their thrusts. Pounded away at one another truly loving the feelings and embraces until they finally couldn’t take anymore and cried out in ecstasy as they both orgasmed. Dan’s seed pumping like a river into his mother who had tightened down on him like a vice.
Dan finally collapsed panting on top of his mother, who likewise was panting hard as she wrapped her arms around to hold him. “Oh wow… Dan….”
“Mom….”
Clarie slowly caught her breath, “I think I… kinda forgot to explain things to you part way through that.”
“It’s ok mom” Dan said, “We can do it again, and you can give your lecture. We… uh. We can do it again right?”
Claire smiled and nodded, “Oh we can do it again. As many times as we want. Even… right now, if you want.”
Dan did want, and soon the house was once again full of their mutual moans of pleasure.
Mother’s Love
Chapter 1: Lessons
“Hey girl, looking good.” Daniel said, his clawed hands sliding along the side of a particularly attractive vulpine female he had a thing for.
She tensed at the touch, “Whoa, whoa, what are you doing Dan?”
Dan blinked, “What… I mean I thought you were interested.”
“Well not that way” The fox started to pull away from him.
Dan growled, “But you said I was a great guy, that any girl would want me, why not you!”
The girl started to look nervous and tried to pull away harder. Dan was larger than her though, stronger too as there were few races that could match sergal strength. He gripped her tighter, until he saw the look in her eyes. He pulled back, realizing finally what was happening, “S-sorry” he stammered out as the girl practically sprinted away from him.
Well fuck…
Dan had screwed it up again. Why did this keep happening? He just wanted a girlfriend, was that really so much to ask? He was old enough but was stuck as a virgin. He knew it wasn’t his appearance, he was athletic and strong. By objective measures he WAS attractive, there was no denying that fact, so what was the problem? Were they scared of him? He knew that some people were scared of sergals, not that he could do anything about racist thoughts like that. He’d never hurt one of the girls he had tried approaching. He had only grabbed the fox out of frustration, but it wasn’t hard, she was fine! Was he just bad at this? But then how did the other guys seem to just KNOW how to do it? What the heck would he do?
Daniel the young adult sergal with the blue and black color gradient trudged solemnly back to his house. It wasn’t large. His mother raised him as a single mother with no siblings. His dad wasn’t in the picture, so it was just her and him in the small house. He flopped on the couch when he got home to sulk.
“Hey honey, did you have a great day at school?” His mother’s chipper voice rang out. Dan grumbled, really not in the mood for happiness right this second. “Aww is something wrong?”
Dang grumbled again looking up at her, “Nothing….”
“It’s not nothing sweetie” Claire, his mother, said sitting down with him. She was petite as far as sergals go, shorter than him, but still tall relative to the overall female population considering other races. “Tell me about it, ok?”
After some more time grumbling Dan eventually relayed his attempts with the fox. How he thought she liked him, but reacted badly when he tried to make a move on her. How he might have accidentally scared her, and how he just wished he could get a girlfriend already.
His mother gently patted his head, “It’s probably a combination of your concerns. You’re the only sergal in school so that makes you the odd one out, our race is generally large muscular and intimidating, and you lack experience making talking to girls awkward.”
“Well, what am I supposed to DO about that!” Dan threw his arms into the air, “Generate a sergal girl who won’t be scared of me to ‘gain experience’ with her?”
Claire shifted a bit while the considered something, “Well, that’s not that outlandish an idea.”
“Huh?” Dan was confused, “How is that not an outlandish notion? Do you know any sergal girls?”
“Well none that would be available” His mother admitted, “Other than one.”
Dan suddenly sat bolt upright, “Who?”
“Something our people sometimes do, more often in some families than others is help educate our kids on the ways of sex.”
“Mom, I know about the birds and the bees and all that….”
“No, I meant more a practical, skill based, more… ‘hands on’ sort of lesson.” Clarie said stumbling over her words a bit to find the best phrasing. “Do you know what I mean?”
Dan’s eyes slowly widened and his face turned shockingly scarlet even through his fur as the pieces started to fall into place, “you… mean… you?”
His mother nodded, smiling at him sweetly, “Yes dear, me. You’d learn techniques, build confidence, learn to relax around females, and possibly more importantly, you wouldn’t be as prone to acting out of frustration.”
Dan was almost nosebleed red as he found his eyes tracing over his mother’s body. He was seeing her in a whole new light. She was young, she had had him young and she had held onto her girlish features. She could have told people she was his sister and they would have believed her. She had wide hips and plump breasts that pressed against her t-shirt turning it into a bit of a tent over her flat stomach. Dan could already feel some tightness growing in his pants based on the thoughts he was currently having. Finally he spoke, “How?... do we …. Start?”
Claire smiled and leaned in closer, “First you kiss me.”
Dan somehow got redder as he leaned in close. His mother’s eyes closed and she pursed her lips as he got into proximity. He did the same and pressed his lips to hers. It felt good. Better than good. He shifted closer and wrapped his arms around his mother, holding the kiss all the while. She returned it with all the enthusiasm he had. Her mouth slowly opened, and he followed her lead as their tongues played against one another as the hug got tighter till they were pressed in close together.
“Wow” he said.
“Ya” She agreed.
“What now?” Dan asked.
“Now you explore. What would you like to do next? Or see next?”
Dan’s eyes slide off his mother’s and down to her breasts, staring at the mounds of soft flesh contained by her shirt.
Claire giggled realizing where he was looking, “In that case, undress me. Take my shirt and my bra.”
Dan did so. Lifting her shirt off of her. She raised her arms to make it easier, but let him do the honors, then instructed him in how the latch of her bra worked. Once it fell away, Claire’s plump and firm breasts bounced free, sitting high on her chest and heaving with her breaths. Dan’s hands found them immediately, gently groping and kneading his mother’s mounds He massaged and kneaded the soft, amazingly warm, globes, watching in near amazement as her nipples hardened in response to his touches.
Claire slowly laid back on the couch looking up at her son lovingly, “The pants next, take them. Take my panties too, and look at my body.”
Dan did not need to be told twice. He stripped his mother naked and stared in amazement at her form. Subtle curves, and lines. Soft fur, warm flesh, and a smiling face of one who loved him. “Oh wow, mom. Oh wow.”
“You next.” Claire said, “I want to see my man’s body too”
Dans clothes practically evaporated as he sent them flying, leaving him naked with a raging erection meant for the beautiful female laying before him. He watched in further amazement as she slowly spred her legs, showing off her vagina. He knew it would look different than most of the one’s he had seen in porn, sergals had hoods after all and other races didn’t. That said something just looked so right as she lifted her hood and showed him her damp and ready passage.
“Your instincts are telling you what to do aren’t they?” Claire asked. Internally she did some quick math on when the last time she had taken her birth control was. It may have been a little while. It wasn’t like she had many more chances for a real relationship than her son was having. It should be fine though; she hadn’t started menstruating again yet, so she was probably still safe. She smiled at her boy and continued, “Listen to your instincts, son. I want my male.
Dan listened and in a second was on top of his mother, face to face with her. Her amazing breasts pressed his chest, and her hot breath blew over his muzzle. He felt her hood gripping the tip of his shaft and aiming him at her opening. He had no further thoughts other than to do what felt right and with one full thrust he was hilted in her.
The moan of relief that escaped his lips was matched only by the moan of need escaping hers. His hips started to move of their own accord. Every movement felt more amazing than the last and he sped up to feel more, and more. His thrusts picking up an instinctive rhythm as he pumped away at his mother’s opening. She was tight around him, her legs were further tight around his hips, and her breasts started to bounce hypnotically with each thrust.
Dan couldn’t even believe how good it felt. This was what he was missing, this was what all males needed, and it sounded like his mother needed it too. Her moans encouraged him to go faster and faster. She had stopped giving instructions and started humping back. Her body rocked against his, meeting his thrusts with her own and tightening down even harder as she approached her climax. The pair synchronized their thrusts. Pounded away at one another truly loving the feelings and embraces until they finally couldn’t take anymore and cried out in ecstasy as they both orgasmed. Dan’s seed pumping like a river into his mother who had tightened down on him like a vice.
Dan finally collapsed panting on top of his mother, who likewise was panting hard as she wrapped her arms around to hold him. “Oh wow… Dan….”
“Mom….”
Clarie slowly caught her breath, “I think I… kinda forgot to explain things to you part way through that.”
“It’s ok mom” Dan said, “We can do it again, and you can give your lecture. We… uh. We can do it again right?”
Claire smiled and nodded, “Oh we can do it again. As many times as we want. Even… right now, if you want.”
Dan did want, and soon the house was once again full of their mutual moans of pleasure.
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