The Sheep's Need for Breed: My Lioness friend can’t be this prudish!

~*~

A few days ago Watame had approached you with a sly smile and her phone in hand. Oh, she wanted you to see something alright. Let’s see.

She showed you pictures of Botan, she asked you if you liked her, what you found the most attractive about her, and so on. Hadn’t it been Watame, you would’ve smelled trouble; A jealous girlfriend trying something shady, but this was your wife: The lady that you played H-games with. Still, asking about her friends, people that you knew personally… It had an ominous tone to it, and she herself looked like she was too… Expectant?

“She would look better with a rounder belly, don’t you agree?” She asked.

Her question was as perplexing as it was vague. Botan, looking better… Chubbier? Pregnant? Who are you to say? Regardless, you nodded, the habit of agreeing when you had no idea what to answer is burned into your DNA.

Then again, your wife just had the worst case of a breeding and pregnancy fetish. Who could forget your honeymoon and your night of nonstop nakadashi, coupled with a bunch of dirty talk about pregnancy and whatnot. It was ironic that despite that, you two didn’t have any kids of your own just yet.

With that, she beamed and walked off, you saw her typing on her phone with a perverted grin on her face.

A week or so later, you stepped out of a taxi with your wife and entered a hotel. She spoke with the receptionist. Room 407, the lady said, then your wife turned to you and hastily pulled on you by your arm. It wasn’t a joke.

You’re here to breed Shishiro Botan.

Watame was subtle like an air raid siren. She just walked up to you while you were reading, slapped your cheeks together, and bluntly asked ‘Hey Anon, want to knock up Botan?’

Taken aback by her question, you looked into her eyes for a sign of irony, but after a couple of seconds, and a conversation you never thought you’d have in your life, you were here.

She's happily humming a song, while your unease shows through your unsure steps. You stand before the elevator and call it down. Your feet feel heavier as you watch the number go down. 6, 5, 4, 3…

"Something the matter, Anon?" She asks. "Are you having second thoughts?"

"Are… Are we really doing this?"

“But you said that Botan-chan had an amazing ass, right?”

“Yes but, shit, I love you honey, I don’t think I…”

She kissed your cheek.

“I love you too, lots and lots~”

“Then… Why do you want me to fuck someone else?”

“Botan-chan’s my friend. She really, really wants a baby…”

“Ha…”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to, you know…”

“You should’ve just asked me if I would sleep with Botan, honestly.”

“But I did!” She pouts.

“I thought it was a joke!”

A bit of back and forth later, you were in the elevator, praying that whatever happened, Botan didn’t kill you. That girl is scary. Very, very scary.

~*~
Your clothes began coming off one by one. Botan’s jeans slid down, letting you steal a peek at a black thong. Jesus, that thing was thin as dental floss. Her buttcheeks were a bit saggier than your wife’s, but also noticeably bigger. Her legs matched her hips in meatiness, from her thighs to her calves.

“You’re using the one I bought you!” Watame comments from the opposite side of the room. Your shirt comes off as you see the lioness turns her head away and groans.

“...yeah.” She blushes.

“Your ass looks amazing in that Botan~” Your wife giggles. “Anon, come on, don’t fall behind! You two are too stiff!” She smirks. “Why don’t you try breaking the ice a little?”

“Uh…” You spurt out.

“M-My name’s…” Botan speaks. “My name’s Shishiro, Shishiro Botan. I like playing shooters and sleeping. Pleased to meet you.” She smiles.

“My name’s Anon, my hobbies are reading and playing video games, nice to meet you.”

Never in your life did you think you’d introduce yourself to someone in the midst of undressing, and right before having sex with them. Then again, nothing that happened today was something you’d ever picture.

“There, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Watame beams. “Now, on the bed.”

Botan climbed onto bed and laid across her back. Her bust, just like your wife’s, was a bit bigger, her nipples are smaller as well. Her skin’s a lot more pale, but perhaps that’s just how it looks because of her grayish hair. Her bottom shows healthy bits of fat that makes you lick your lips subconsciously. The best part of any woman is her tummy. In her crotch, a wild, thick mane of gray pubes right above her pussy.

Botan’s hand ran a tour of your chest, her fingernail drew a little line from under your neck down to your stomach. Her eyes were fixated on your nether regions, watching your cock dangle. Between your legs.

Jesus, it’s your first time with a woman other than your wife. You have no idea how to proceed. Botan doesn’t look like she’s taking the lead any time soon. Is it just the same? Do you just touch her and…?

“Come on…” Says Watame. “Kiss!”

You swallow and look at Botan, who gives you a nervous smile and soon, bringing yourself over her, your lips connect shyly. A little peck, a little test. Then a longer kiss that makes a nice sound as it ends. Botan bites your lower lip, and then your tongues give each other a warm welcome inside your mouths. The taste of her saliva was certainly different than Watame’s, the size of her tongue was smaller. Your noses touch as your mouths keep going at it. You’re looking straight into Botan’s eyes, who closes them the next second, and so do you. The knots around your body begin to relax.

Botan’s hand caresses the back of your head and moves down to your shoulders, just as your own hand gets a hold of her love handles and moves up to grab her left tit.

“Mm-mm, that’s it!” Watame cheers you two on.

No matter how much you get into it, your wife’s enthusiasm doesn’t stop… confusing you. That look on her face, those luststruck eyes and that little ‘o’ on her lips, her breathing, it’s the same look she gives you when she’s under your own arms.

Botan’s hand now grabs your cheek and turns your attention to her. Her lips silently beckon you back into place. Your tongues greet each other in a sloppy, messy kiss as both of Botan’s hands grab your buttocks, and one of yours reaches through your bodies to her garden, being greeted by her bush brushing your wrist as you reach her.

“Ah…” Botan gasps. You look into her eyes for her permission, and she concedes it by biting your neck with fangs, causing you to panic, and to get impossibly turned on.

A hand grabs your member, but it’s not Botan’s, as both of her hands were still at your buttocks, digging in with their nails. You look through the gap between your bodies and see Watame at the end of the bed, playfully stroking your member up and down while she blows you a short kiss.

“Don’t mind me.” She smirks. “Just keep getting her ready. How do my husband’s fingers feel, Botan-chan? Nice, don’t they?”

“M-Mhm~” Botam whimpers.

“Such strong, but gentle hands…” Watame whispers into the room. God, her voice! That sultry tone has no business coming out of such a cute woman! You feel hips tingle in anticipation, you’re aching to pin your wife down and fuck her until next Monday, but instead, her friend is under your body. Adding to your lust, Watame begins rubbing your tip against Botan’s entrance, causing you both to shiver at each other’s touch.

“First time taking a real cock, Botan?~” Watame smirks.

“N-No…” She lets out.

“Hmm hmm~! No need to lie~!”

“Shut up…!” Botan melts under the feeling.

“That’s no good, you need to get more comfortable first… Anon, sit back.”

“Eh?”

“Sit, back.” She commands.

You oblige like a toddler hearing his mother speak. You sit on your butt just as Botan’s head perks up. You feel Watame’s weight on the bed, and her arms come around your torso from behind your back. She gives you a kiss on your cheek and then rests her head on top of your shoulder. You caress her almost as a reflex, which makes her squeak in happiness. Your fingers dig into her wooly hair, down her shoulders, down her waist, you get a grab of her stomach.

One of Watame’s hands gets a hold of your member, and points it towards Botan, who stares in awe, hypnotized.

“Botan, come on.” Watame commands.

Botan looks to the side, completely embarrassed while her tail’s tip rests atop her pussy to cover herself. After an audible grunt, she gets on her knees and crawls towards your member.

Watame smirks. She strokes your dick in short, slow motions, making sure Botan gets a good look at every last detail about your cock, from the way the skin peels to the veins that were visible. Botan looks at your member, unsure what to do, then, her pointer finger and her thumb lock in a circle around it, and she begins stroking at the same pace as Watame. After the sheep lets go, Botan grabs you with the rest of her fingers.

“That’s it, good girl, Botan-chan!”

You looked at the lioness in front of you, her mouth made small, involuntary o’s with each stroke, and she visibly swallowed after a few.

“Well, what are you waiting for? It’s cold~ Keep Anon’s cock warm…”

Botan looks up to your eyes for approval. You give her a nod that causes her mouth gap.

First you feel her breath on your cock, warm and damp, then, her wet lips shyly touching you. Botan stays there for a while. You hear Watame giggle atop your shoulder. She grabs your wrist, and places your hand on top of Botan’s head.

“Come on, Anon, help her out~”

You swallow.
You caress the lioness’ head gently and then bring her closer to your dick. Botan’s hand locks around its base while her tongue begins making contact with your tip, causing you to suck air through your teeth.

“Keep going, you too, why don’t you tell each other what you want?~”

Both remained silent.

“I…” Botan mutters. You pay attention closely to what she’s about to say. “Pull.. Pull my hair.”

Obediently, your fist closes on top of Botan’s head, grabbing a handful of hair and causing her to audibly squeal in pain. By reflex, you were going to let go, but your wife, still by your side, simply hushes you and tells you to watch. With your hand holding a firm grip on her mane, a tear falls from Botan’s left eye, and then a slight smile accompanies a moan.

“What about you, Anon?~” Watame whispers in your ear.

“Take it deeper… Use your tongue” You moan.

Pulling her head back into place, she licked your dick in full view like it was a lollipop before submerging it in her mouth.

“Ah…!” You let out.

“Put your back into it, Botan!” Watame speaks, causing Botan to take your member even deeper inside her mouth, trying her best to please you by rubbing you against her cheek and running her tongue across your shaft.

“There you go! Work it, lube it up~” Watame got up from the bed, and circled around towards Botan’s butt. “Now, who wants to get bred?~”

“M-Mm?” Botan’s eyes dart back at the sadistic sheep, with a palpable smugness emanating from her smile. In slow motion, her hand rises up in the air, and you feel her tongue quicken its movements on your cock as your wife’s hand comes down. The slap reverberated across the room so hard the adjacent rooms probably heard it.

With her butt still in the air, Botan’s head falls down on top of the bed, causing your cock to slip out from her mouth.

“Oi! Who said you could stop?” Watame yelped wit a victorious air. “Get to it…”

With that, Watame shoves two of her finger in her mouth, and after they’re glistening with Saliva, she shoves them inside Botan’s cunt. The lioness squirmed and turned as your wife dug in her insides, and shakily she lifted herself up to service you once more, obeying the orders from her master.

“That’s a good girl~ Don’t you love how good that cock feels in your mouth?” Watame slapped Botan’s behind again, with more strength this time, one slap after the other. Her cheeks were reddening with each one while her fingers touched her walls in ways Botan didn’t think possible.

Every time Watame slapped Botan’s ass, she cried of pain, and she took your dick inside her mouth a little deeper, up to the point she was digging her nose into your pubes, gagging and tears flowing.

“Look at how wet you are, you dirty slut~” Watame mocks her as she rubs the roof of Botan’s vagina, causing her legs to quiver like wet noodles.

“Oh, fuck, Botan…!” You felt it close, and she did too. Both were about to cum, and Watame licked her lips as she took her fingers out.
Botan’s mouth separated from your cock, a mess of saliva and pre-cum drooled onto her chin, she turned to Watame with a face of betrayal, while your wife gave her an innocent, childlike grin. The betrayal of blueballing extended to you, who were about to grab Botan’s head with both hands and shoot your load inside her throat.

“Don’t forget what we came for, we’re not wasting it like that~ On your back.”

Botan obeyed like a dog.

“Spread your legs apart… No, more, more, let Anon see you like the whore you are.”

The word made her blush, but obediently, she spread her legs apart, and then, she spread her pussy for you.

“Now Anon, dig right in!”

You hunched forward while Watame got up and switched to your side once more.

“There, there, do it like you’d do me.” She said.

“W-Watame…” You let out.

“What? I know you like her juicy ass.” She whispers into your ear. “Look at her, she’s practically begging you to ravage her, are you going to leave the poor girl all hot and bothered, A-n-o-n?~”

You line your tip with her entrance, Watame jerks your off once more while Botan’s eyes plead you in desperation to fuck her. Every last nerve of your two bodies shook by just rubbing the tip on her lips.

“H-Honey…” You speak as your self-control plummets faster and faster. “I have some condoms in my pants, could you-”

“Eh?” Watame’s tone shifts. “Come again?”

“I..I thought you meant…”

“I meant exactly what I said back then, Anon.”

Watame swallowed, while your gaze was stuck to Botan’s cunt, and the girl connected to it was letting out gasps of anticipation.

“I want you…” Watame begins whispering as she pushes your tip inside Botan’s folds.

“Eugh…!” Botan grunts.

“To breed her. I want you to fuck her like there’s no tomorrow, I want this bead to creak and slam against the wall until it breaks, you’re going to pound her until your legs give out…!”

Botan’s insides welcome you, the girl twitches under your touch. Entranced by your wife’s words, you don’t notice you’re halfway in. Once it sets in, your body shoots a delayed pleasure through your brain all at once, like being injected with lust gasoline.

“I want to see you overflow her womb…” Watame whispers. “And you’re not stopping until she’s fucking pregnant.”

The p-word made your vision hazy for a second, something’s moving but it’s not your hips, it’s Botan’s, who’s twitching under your touch, nothing behind her eyes except cocklust. Without realizing, you pushed yourself all the way through. Botan’s fingers clutch onto your chest, her breathing’s a mess, but so is yours….

“Understood, A-n-o-n?” Watame pushed the last of your buttons. Unconsciously you thrust forward, the feeling rushing through your body was like the time you lost your virginity, while Botan letting out grunts and pants like it was her first time as well.

“There you go…~” Watame gets off the bed.

Your hips began moving back and forth involuntarily. Botan began moaning like a whore in heat, hypnotized by watching your cock slam in and out of her cunt, appearing and disappearing in one single motion. Her butt was still sore from Watame’s slaps, but the pain she felt as your pelvis slammed down on her made her feel alive.

Her walls closed around you and only loosened when you pushed back in, your thrusts were getting so rough you were pushing Botan towards the wall, who in turn lifted her hands towards the bedframe and stopped herself from getting pushed further.

You thrusted like the world was going to end. Two frenzied animals mating like crazy on top of an hotel bed, while your wife and her best friend looked from the side, grinning, smiling, gasping.

Botan was drooling all over herself, all of her moans were coming directly from her throat.

Watame got in bed again, you felt her hips behind yours, sandwiching you between her and Botan.

“Hunch yourself forward, Anon.” Watame commands you, and you oblige in a heartbeat.

“You need to fuck her harder, come on, push…”

You brought your hips back, and your wife slammed hers onto you. Botan squealed as her hands clutched the sheets.

“More, more!” Watame moans. She keeps slamming her own hips into yours, fucking Botan through you, causing Botan’s legs to rise higher in the air until your thighs were over hers. The combined weight of your thrusts and your wives caused a picture frame on the wall to jump and fall, while Botan’s arms kept resisting to the best of their ability getting pushed onto the bed frame.

“Augh!” Botan yelps.

“That’s more like it, go for it Anon! Turn her into your fucking cum dumpster!” Watame cheers you on. She gets off the bed and instead focuses on the motions of your cock coming in and out of Botan. You squatted with both your feet next to her buttcheeks, and pinning down her legs towards the sides of her head using your hands. With that, her hands get a desperate grasp of your head while you jump up and down.

Fiercely, you slam yourself into Botan, neither speaking a coherent word by now, your voices turned into a mess of grunts, pants and moans.

“I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum…!” Botan shrieks, and you are getting close too…

With one final thrust, you let go of Botan’s calves as your hands grab two handfuls of her hair and pull with almost enough strength to rip it off, her legs locked into place by your shoulders. You pierce Botan and shoot your load as deep as your cock takes you, while Botan’s squirms under your body like she’s being tasered.

“There, there!” Watame moans, and stands up to get close and watch how your cock muscles contract, to watch how your cum begins overflowing Botan’s cunt. You’re panting like a dog…

“Stay there, Anon!” She says as she licks the drops that escape her friends vagina, not wanting them to go to waste, but still letting a white river flow down and pour over her asshole. As your hips separate, Watame stops you while you’re still inside Botan, and jerks your cock in a frenzy up and down while sucking on your testicles.

“Waif, waif, we godda make shore, wright?” Watame speaks, her voice muffled by your ballsack. With no warning, her tongue brushes over your asshole, and a sneaky finger slides in towards your prostate. Before you can complain, your cock stiffens.

“Good boy.” Watame says as she slides her finger out of your ass. “Now, do it again. Again!”

Botan stretches her arms out to you and gets a hold of your shoulders, bringing you down with her. As her legs lock behind your back again, she bites down on your shoulder causing you to grunt in pain and pleasure.
With her desperate look in her eyes, and drool running down her mouth, you clutch the sheets with a pump of adrenaline.

“I’m gonna get you pregnant, and you’re gonna stay fucking pregnant!” You scream as you slam Botan with your hips once more. In turn, the girl moans and melts under your touch, screaming ‘YES!’ At the top of her lungs.

“KNOCK ME UP! FUCK YEAH!” Botan shrieks.

“Get her pregnant! Get her pregnant!” Watame cheers you two on.

~*~

Four months later.

“Remember, consomme chips! No spicy ones!” You read the text message sent to you by your wife, and began walking through the aisles of the supermarket. Nothing but sweets on this aisle…

By accident, you bumped into someone else.

“Ah, sorry, didn’t mean to- Oh, Anon!”

“Botan! How are you? What are you doing here?”

Botan caressed her tummy, already bulging through her shirt.

“Cravings.” She says, showing you a basket full of chocolates and mangoes.

“Ha…”

With an endearing rub on her belly, Botan smiles.

“I’m having twins…” She says.

“Twins?!” You gasp.

“Mhm!” She blushes.

“That’s… wow… I…”

“Thanks Anon.”

“Oh, fuck, I mean, it was Watame who… you know, I, uh…” You said.

“… will you come to my baby shower?”

“...do you want me to?” You blush.

“Mhm. Ask Watame if she can come too.”

“Alright, I’ll tell her.”