Jeremy's eyes widened. Zach's ass is so fucking good his words took on a hard edge, shaped by his body and his surging desires. He licked his thick bovine lips slightly as Zach unintentionally put on a show.
"This shouldn't feel good." Zach said as she effortlessly pulled into a downward dog pose. Her body flowed through Yoga forms thoughtlessly. It was as if she suddenly had years of practice. And there was a new energy, an... excitement that seemed to always be waiting in her...and excitement for...something. She began to feel that odd warmth return.
Again, the lips between her legs twitched, their palpitations oddly...eager.
As Jeremy observed Zach, the pressure in his crotch only increased. His cocktip slowly began to emerge from his sheath as a tent began to strain against his speedo. "Mroooooo" he moaned lightly. Her form was amazing, he decided. Perfect even. He truly was beginning to understand why older guys obsessed over girls. The curve of Zach’s breasts, the flicking tail over her black and white ass. He wanted.... he wanted... her. His mind obsessed over his partners form in a way he'd never felt before. One of his hands drifted unbidden to his crotch, giving the engorging tent a slight squeeze. An unexpected electric pleasure unlike anything he felt tingled up his spine. His tail lashed in increasing, unconscious hunger as his bubble butt tensed visibly.
Zach turned again to Jeremy. As she faced her girlfriend, her eyes were unable to resist drinking in his muscles. "I might have you beat in flexibility Jeremy, but your shoulders are so broad now." She said, eyes taking in the mountain of muscle before her. Her eyes admired the firm shoulders and bowling ball sized delts that capped their tips. Tracing down, she felt increasingly warm as she admired the toned six pack her girlfriend now sported. She felt a want filling her, a want she was afraid of. She took in her girlfriend's muscles, and her eyes kept being drawn to the bulge in his Speedo
"I feel so soft, curvy." She thought, her hand tracing over her form without her realizing, "Yet Jeremy is so strong. I-I always wanted muscles like that. To feel ...muscles like that..."
Her increasingly clouded mind failed to realize how her bodies desires were shaping her thoughts. She’d never once wanted to feel muscles. She’d only ever dreamed of having them so that she could brag to her friends and ultimately fulfill her dream of being an NFL quarterback. Touching them was well outside the bounds of her run of-the-mill juvenile muscle envy.
"Can I uh...touch your arms?" Zach asked as her eyes laser focused on Jeremy's impressive biceps. As a guy he've killed for arms like that. She wanted them... “I, uh, always wanted to be that muscular. Want to know what it feels like...."
"Like this?" Jeremy purred, as he lifted both arms, flexing them. The muscles practically exploded from his hide, each straining against his skin with raw masculinity and power. Something about the act seemed to short circuit all of Jeremy's past timidity. He felt big. Strong. Masculine. Testosterone gushed from his muscles, coursing through his blood stream. His eye lids lowered, and a confident smirk crossed his face.
"Mooooo. Feel away sexy" he purred, mind dulling.
Eyes fixated on the masculine display before her, Zach placed her hands on Jeremey's arms, ignoring the 'sexy' comment. The feel was indescribably good, filling her with an intense warmth. Gently, she stroked her hands through the mocha fur of her girlfriend, enjoying the arching thickness. Between her legs, her lips twitched. Then twitches again. She pinned her legs together slightly, body seeking to give relief to the unmet needs of her womanhood.
Jeremy was in heaven. His boyfriend’s fawning played into his growing ego, while the gentle touch of her hungry hands filled him with an increasing unrestrained desire.
Between his legs, his bulge began to extend. Inch after inch it filled with blood, unabashedly tenting his strained speedo.
Without a word, Zach moved from the arm to Jeremy's chest. Jeremy’s hips bucked slightly at the unexpected touch, yet he didn't complain or question Zach’s advances.
"So big.." Zach whispered.
Zach rested one hand on her breast. In her head she distantly justified this as a comparison. Feeling how a breast and a thick, hearty pec differ. In reality, her hands were drawn to a buzzing need. As they graced her nipples, she couldn't help but enjoy the unexpected sensitivity. She let out a soft moo.
"These pecs are so amazing, but I have to admit" She whispered to herself, tail lashing "Breasts feel pretty good too..." Between her legs, a slight moisture began to form as she shifted herself, now facing Jeremy dead on. She returned her hand to her friend's form, placing both hands on his heaving pecs. Zach noticed Jeremy's breath was quickening. His own sped in response.
Jeremy, meanwhile, could only continue to enjoy the attention. His cock was now at full mast, the tip of his two feet long meat just barely contained in the unusually flexible speedo. The top of the shaft, however, was exposed to the world. Pitch black, and featuring a thick medial ring, the cock gently twitched. It wanted something, and Jeremy knew what. He stared longingly at Zach’s crotch, which was open wide sitting on his lap.
Zach then got up and moved behind, and Jeremy felt her hands unexpectedly grasp his tail. Eyes wide, he turned to Zach to see what the black and white woman was up to.
Zach found herself dropping to her knees, her girlfriend’s sculpted ass just before her muzzle. She found herself wanting to touch that too...for some unknown reason. It was so big, shapely, filed with power. Yet, she hesitated, eyes locking on her girlfriends tail, trying to fixate on something less... Intimate.
I haven't felt my tail yet. Maybe...maybe I can just explore Jeremy’s instead. Just getting to know our new specifies better... she reasoned as she did just that. Significantly thicker than her own, Zach found even Jeremy's tail to be strong. As her hands traced along it, she found herself admiring it. Something about the animal appendage looked so good to her. She enjoyed the way it perfectly framed the butt bellow.
Why don't humans have these? She wondered. The tail tensed in her hands, the furred tip raising in response to her stimulating touch. She distantly heard Jeremy let out a moaning mooo in response to her fingers. Egged on by her girlfriend's reaction, her hands traced towards the more sensitive base. The tail lashed forcefully, as she gently massaged the connection between Jeremy’s spine and the new appendage. She heard a deep breathy mooo from above, which caused her nether lips to clench, moisture starting to leak onto her swimsuit.
Looking up, she saw Jeremy was looking down at her. She paused, a bolt of fear coursing through her as she realized she may have gone a step too far.
Jeremy smiled, as if reading Zach’s mind. "No need to hold back" His voice rumbling as his tail flicked in anticipation. "You said you wanted to know what its like to be a man. Nows your chance to get the full picture."
Zach's hands wasted no time. Immediately they were stroking down the powerful curve of Jeremy's ass, feeling the tightness of the speedo and the restrained power contained underneath. Zach couldn't help but moan, as her hand once again gravitated to her breast.
Jeremy turned as he felt Zach start to edge lower, the Cow woman's hands feeling the shape of his washboard abs. Zach's breathe had quickened, and Jeremey could feel each breath against his sensative skin.
Zach then moved back to the front, and sat legs spread on Jeremy’s lap. She wanted to move past his pecs, but she was having trouble feeling the muscles with Jeremy's...thing in the way. She wanted to touch his cock so badly, but decided to ignore it. Her desire pushing him on, she placed her hands against Jeremy’s abs, the cock was pressed against Zachs toned stomach.
Jeremy shuddered at the unexpected sensation. He began breathing even faster, his large bovine nostrils inhaling and exhaling at a fast rate. As Jeremy drew closer, the cock was pressed flush against Zach, the tip edging comfortably between her breasts.
Zach's mind was a flood of hormones. The dual sensations of rock hard muscle, and the gently pulsing of his girlfriend’s straining member filling her with too many feelings to comprehend. Her breasts tingled with each pulse of the cock, and below, her vagina twitched uncontrollably. Between her legs, a drip of moisture traveled down the fur of her inner thigh.
Jeremy, likewise, was lost in the moment. Without thought, his hands rested on Zachs head. He felt the woman's long bovine ears twitch forwards in surprise at the touch, yet fall back behind her head, as if accepting Jeremy's dominance. Slowly, he began to press her head downward. Down towards his straining penis. There was no thought behind the action only need. Zach mooed in surprise and tried pulling away, but her strength was futile as Jeremy shoved her head further down. Her eyes shifted from the abs to her girlfriend's penis, that was inching closer and closer.
Zach’s head was shoved further, her muzzle inches from the tip. She didn't know what Jeremy was doing or what to do next, she wasn’t in control of her body. Jeremy was. She heard a quickening succession of bellows from Jeremey, her girlfriend’s hand twitching on top of his head. His other hand traced down her body, eagerly making its way to her moist, dripping folds. Nature was guiding Jeremy, and Zach was afraid. She didn’t want to experience sex in this body, but she was powerless to stop him. The desires kept coming, and Zach was fighting hard to keep her body from giving in