There is an accidental pregnancy (presumably) and the characters get very upset. If this is at all a raw subject you might want to skip that part. Tldr: they climaxed real hard and lived happily ever after. Which might happen anyways. Just with a hiccup. Also a dark humor joke at the end related to it.

First Time Part Three: The End Part

 

Still dripping with ejaculate, Jaina gestured Darron over to clean up the mess he had inadvertently caused with his tongue. Afterwards, she licked off what she had squirted on Darron's face. It tasted funny, but Darron seemed to enjoy it enough.

 

Jaina ate Darron's sausage for a minute until he was hard and bucking enough to ride. She would let him pound her pussy long and hard shortly, but first she wanted to thank him with a little show.

 

Jaina guided him over to lay down for a little R&R. He had earned a break after making her cum so hard. Darron watched placidly for whatever she had in store for him. She gave him a wink and went down on him once more. After her mount was lubricated enough, Jaina straddled Darron and lovingly gazed at him. Licking her fingers she worked her pink flower and prepared it for Darron's stem. Her lady petals slipped eagerly over his penis and she sighed breathily while easing herself all the way down to his balls. It was tight but he fit all the way inside her. Perfect.

 

Coyly, she lifted up a belt and presented it. Darron seemed unsure but intrigued. Taking his right arm, she pulled it back to the bed post and secured it with the belt. It took several loops and wasn't tight at all, but it's the thought that counts. Darron kindly indulged her pageantry.

 

She worked her pelvis, circling and grinding a little to feel the fit of his penis in her vagina. His breathing picked up in excitement. Slowly, Jaina raised and lowered herself on her wild stallion's cock. He needed to be broken in and trained before he could mount his willing mare.

 

She patted Darron's hips and gestured to match her gyrations. Once they were in sync, she worked him up in pace. They kept an easy stride to warm up for a more grueling pace. Once Darron was hefting her on his own, Jaina let him keep their movement steady with even thrusts. His hips clapped her cheeks at a rhythmic metronome, almost sounding like a horse cantering. Jaina closed her eyes, imagining a relaxing ride through the woods, Darron's breathing was the wind in the leaves, the heat rising in her face from the pleasant sunlight and her tight wet pussy gripping a massive horse co-

 

With an embarrassed cough, Jaina came back to the moment and saw Darron had his eyes closed and was lost in a trance of his own. Jaina brushed his mane of hair tenderly, then leaned forward over him.

 

Darron was startled from his sea of euphoria by an odd tickle on his nose. He woke to see two swinging pendulums bouncing in his face. Jaina's nipples lightly brushed his face. Darron looked up behind him to see her warm face smile down at him then look forward at the wall. With his free hand, Darron took a breast to his mouth and sucked on her nipple. He was rewarded with a girlish moan of pleasure and some moisture from the warm udder.

 

Feeling herself being suckled, Jaina felt a mischievous inspiration and made a mooing noise. Darron sputtered and laughed out loud, causing Jaina to break character and join his laughter. Darron's chuckling made his penis tickle her vagina, giving her a giggling fit, which encouraged him further.

 

Jaina leaned back in the saddle to catch her breath and stop laughing. Once they settled down, Jaina took a more imperious pose and raising the other belt, she pointed forward to her mighty steed and whipped the air. Obediently he hefted and bounced her steadily, increasing speed with each whip crack. Her stuttering groans rose in volume with his grunts as they reached a punishing pace. Her pussy chafing raw as she patted Darron's chest, signaling to halt. Huffing from exertion, her noble steed complied. He would do, Jaina concluded.

 

With a groan, Jaina extracted herself from his cock. The penis was red and angry looking from the abrasive thrusting for so long. Her womanhood sympathized with him. She licked her fingers then moistened up her raw nether lips. Taking pity on her loyal steed, Jaina unfastened his arm and generously moistened his tender manhood with her mouth. When Darron stopped wincing and began to enjoy himself again, she gave his tip a last smooch and stood up.

 

Not quite ready for a hard pounding yet, Jaina decided to buy some time with a little more foreplay. She held her arms in front of her at chest level, elbows bent and tucked and her closed fists bent forward. With long, stretching strides, Jaina pranced and capered around in pantomime of a horse. Both Darron's heads rose to watch her movements. She alternatingly neighed, whickered and wuffled her lips by blowing through them. Dropping to her hands and knees she trotted and galloped in circles, neighing with glee. Darron laughed at the charade and clapped his hands to cheer her on.

 

Hamming it up, Jaina pranced, kicked and bucked for Darron's amusement. She rolled on her back, legs out like a horse enjoying soft grass. Seeing an opening, Darron hurried in to tickle her tummy viciously. Jaina squealed with glee and kicked him back onto the bed with an oof.

 

With a mocking frown, Jaina crawled away and pouted with a hunch away from him. Darron 'awed' then gave Jaina a whistle and cat call. Excitedly Jaina turned back with a wide smile and scampered back over to him. She sat up with her 'hooves' in front of Darron, happily panting with her tongue lolled out like a dog. She was confusing her animal personalities but Darron didn't care. He patted the good girl on the head and gave her an apple slice from dinner. Jaina loudly crunched and chewed on it before swallowing it and panting at her kind master.

 

Catching Darron glancing at the belt nearby, Jaina realized it was time for her walk. She padded over and cinched the belt around her neck. It was meant for a waist but fit loosely with some slack to hold. Darron held the end proffered to him and led his weird animal mix around the room in a couple circles. Jaina wuffled and snorted, occasionally rearing up to neigh.

 

Suddenly she lept and bear hugged Darron, holding herself up by gripping his waist with her legs. Off guard, Darron had to hold her up by the butt to keep from tipping over. Jaina slobbered and aggressively licked his face. Just as suddenly, she hopped down and galloped onto the bed. After spinning around on all fours a few times, she stopped with her behind pointed at Darron. Presenting her waggling ass, Jaina squeezed her vulva lips with her thighs to smooch at him. With lidded eyes, she looked back to beckon him with a 'come hither' motion and twirling the leash end seductively.

 

Darron strutted over to his silly filly and clapped her generous rump. Jaina half neighed, half chuckled with the impact. He gave her vulva a long lick which elicited a purr in response. Readying herself for mounting, Jaina handed the belt end to Darron and she led him forward up onto the bed.

 

Leaning her chest to the bed, Jaina spread her lady lumps for a good humping. Kissing her lower lips and squeezing them, Darron moistened Jaina's vulva for penetration. Slowly but firmly, stallion mounted mare and Jaina propped herself back up onto hands and knees. Squeezing his dick with her pussy, Jaina stroked him and twerked her booty on his hips. Feeling Darron get long and hard, penetrating deep, Jaina readied herself for one wild ride.

 

Darron clapped her buttocks briefly with two pats and Jaina steadied to match his pace. Loosely Darron held the reins, pushing her haunches with long even thrusts. Jaina swayed forward and back with his humping. A sheen of sweat glossed her womanly curves from the night's exertions. Darron flicked the leash to speed her up. Her round ass jiggled pleasantly from the impacts with his hips. Her hanging udders pendulumed and smacked together beneath them. Her moans of pleasure and exertion went from smooth to loud and stuttering with his thrusts.

 

Tugging back on the belt, Jaina jerked up with a gag. Darron held and caressed her throat, kissing the red mark on it. Jaina whimpered and whinied, submitting to him. Kissing her neck, Darron gripped her love handles and resumed fucking her. After a moment he cupped a breast, and held her throat tenderly, kissing her mouth while thrusting.

 

Tired of spooning, Darron let Jaina back down to all fours. He hugged Jaina around the stomach and thrust upwards, humping her vigorously. Jaina gave herself over to animalistic urges. She took the belt off and threw it aside. Grunting and panting, she was bucking her hips to fuck Darron back. Her vaginal muscles squeezed and tugged on Darron's pulsing cock, jerking him off.

 

Jaina clambered up to grab the headboard of the bed, holding and bracing against the ravenous pounding. Intensely and rapidly, Darron plowed her rear, smacking and squelching, thrusting her tits forward in heaving arcs. The sex noises underscored the rising staccato wail in Jaina's throat, broken by the jarring impacts. Her vision grew a white foggy halo, her heartbeat in her ears, no longer able to distinguish her voice from the ringing. Distantly she heard guttural grunting and felt her rear being spanked. Blood filling her vaginal vessels, her passion grew to a great crescendo and her nerves crackled with lightning, twitching, shuddering and bucking her entire body.

 

A too quiet voice in her mind tried to calm her and get her attention but it was too late. Her hips violently, rapidly thrust back on Darron's dick, white hot light filling her senses and her blood pumping faster than thought. Two more quick humps from Darron and Jaina had just enough time to ask herself: wait, wasn't I suppose to do something?

 

Gushing hot liquid pumped from Darron's pulsing cock, filling her insides with warmth and soothing her straining muscles. The once violent thrusting slowed with each pump until his dick was gently plumbing her overflowing pussy, in and out. In and out. Darron lay on his back, Jaina forward on her chest, tears of ecstasy drenching the pillow in quiet sobs. They laid there for ages, too exhausted to do more than stare off into space and heave for air.

 

Jaina came to, not knowing how long she had blacked out for. Darron was still inside her, laying near catatonic with short breaths. Slowly, too slowly, her muddled brain fuzzily attempted to make sense of her reality. Her numb pussy still grasped Darron's pulsing hose. Sticky white fluid running out and staining the sheets. Weakly, Jaina tried and failed to push up with her arms under her. She flopped back down onto her breasts, too limp and noodly for her limbs to obey her. Taking three bracing breaths, Jaina summoned her remaining might and flipped over onto her back. Darron's penis slurped and popped out of her vagina. As if noticing it for the first time, she saw the milky white trail from his hose over to her spread pussy lips. A dawning horror began to overtake her. Oh no...

 

No, no, no, no, no! Panic giving her renewed strength, Jaina backed up up to sit on the pillow, protectively hugging her legs. She had completely forgotten to tell Darron to pull out and finish on her ass! Everything had felt so right, so natural, she just gave herself completely over to her animal desires. What did she expect? This was what their bodies were designed to do. What was going to happen to her? Was she ready...ready for what comes next? She couldn't even voice the words in her head. Shame and misery flooded over her. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

 

Darron's head was still spinning as he shook himself to his senses. His whole body shook with each heartbeat. Roughly he propped himself up to a seated position. As he did so, he saw his flaccid hose leaking a milky river over to his lady. A puddle of white had formed a reservoir under her butt cheeks. Eyes lifting from her leaking pussy, to her taught abs, to her heaving breasts, up her supple neck, he saw a haunted face, wet with tears. Irrationally he thought for a moment that he had harmed her, scared her with his animal brutishness. Maybe he hadn't pleased her enough and she was disappointed in him, looking at his pathetic limp member. Had he ruined her plan to give one last romantic blowjob? He came too early? Wait...Oh no. He reached out gently to brush the wetness from her face.

 

Tenderly, Jaina held Darron's hand to her cheek, whimpering emptily. She sat feeling like a hollow shell. How could she be so careless in their lovemaking? Why was she so weak? Was it unfair to ask Darron to help raise the...to help raise...the child? She swallowed a lump in her throat. How could she ask that of him, after he had been so kind to her? He had been her perfect knight, sweeping her off her feet, loving her tenderly, playing her stupid horsey game. Why had she taken no preparations. Wait. Wait, it was coming back now. She had poured her potion in her cup of Alto Wine.

 

Sobbing in relief, Jaina held Darron's hands and with a thick voice told him. “It's okay! It's okay! We're fine! I remembered to take my prevention before we started.”

 

Darron sighed with relief and fell back on the bed, utterly spent.

 

“I picked it up from Belethor's while I grabbed dinner from the market. He says his sister recommends that infertility potion personally!”

 

La Fin