Reincarnated as the Only Human

I was there for about thirty more minutes as I waited for Gertrude to fall asleep, the muscular Bearkin being somewhat stiff most of the entire time as I snuggled with her while my dick pressed against her ass, but eventually she did drift off to sleep, drained from those dozens of orgasms I had helped her reach.

Listening to her breathing evening out while her body relaxed made me tired, but so much blood was congregated inside of my penis that I couldn’t fall asleep or relax at all, and she knew that but still asked me to leave...

Adhering to her wishes was difficult for me, my arousal spiking the longer I held her and the more I got to rub against her ass, the darker side of my mind whispering to me that it would be so easy to just slip inside of her raw and fuck her until she was pregnant... but my morals won out and I eventually just slipped off of the bed when she was asleep.

I needed release badly, and I knew that jerking off would only make me worse and not better, so I gathered my things, slipped on my pants and walked out of the room, leaving my chest bare so that the crisp night air could help cool me down.

This heat needed to disperse soon, and either I was going to go find myself a prostitute somewhere to blow my load or I was going to wait until I got home to breed my three women yet again... or maybe both... my mind was entirely centered within my cock at this moment in time, so...

Stepping into the dark hallway, I took a deep breath and tried to ignore the raging hard on that was consuming my being, but the moment I turned towards the stairs I caught sight of someone rushing back down them, causing me to raise my brow.

For a moment my erection was forgotten, but the blood was still rushing there in abundance as I walked down to the first floor to look for whomever that was, and the moment I saw them sneaking into another room I sped up and entered behind them, catching this sneaky voyeur.

To no ones surprise at all the person I found was a shorter, fluffy eared young woman who was blushing hard as she tried to look away from my abs and pitched tent, her cheeks reddening adorably as I stared down at her with a smirk.

”Were you listening to us, Eleanor~?”

She turned crimson and looked away immediately, but her eyes always found their way back to me as she failed miserably to contain her desires, spurring me on as I stepped closer to her to force her to look at me.

”Did you listen in on your Mother and I, hm~?”

I still reeked of sex and the scent of her Mother, and the closer I got the more she got to smell what we had done while also being shown the full brunt of what her Mother had been keeping to herself all night long.

”Weren’t you supposed to be out all night long, young lady~? Watching a show or something~? So why are you back here, listening in on your Mother and I~?”

The closer I got the redder she became, and soon enough she was pressed against a wall and twiddling her thumbs as she tried not to stare at my penis or my bare torso, only to fail miserably as she was forced to look up at me when I lifted her chin gently.

For a moment she was utterly adorable and submissive as she let me do as I pleased with her, leaning into my touch and parting her lips like she was expecting a kiss, only to grit her teeth and glare at me as she hissed ”You’re not my Dama!”

To say it was amusing would be an understatement, and when I just smirked back at her that faux anger fizzled out immediately, especially since I leaned closer and whispered ”But I could be...”, feeling somewhat emboldened by my current ’drunken’ state, especially with such an adorable girl so close to me...

That got her all confused, but after a few seconds she looked down and stared at my penis directly before peeking back up at me as she whispered ”Are... are you and Mama..?”, making me chuckle again as I shrugged.

”Are we gonna get married or something? Nah, doesn’t seem like it right now. I would love to marry your Mother though, to make her my woman. Beautiful and knows how to ride~! Mmm~!”

She blushed even harder, but after another second of being surrounded by me Eleanor hesitantly reached forwards and touched my stomach, feeling my abs and trailing her hands down a little lower as she whispered ”If... If you were to become my Dama...”

The heat within me blossomed even more as I felt her fingers wrap around the base of my cock, and while I logically should pull away and tell her to stop, all I could do now was lean into it and let her jerk me off as I stared into her eyes, loving how shy she got even as she did something so bold.

There was a sort of pleading in her eyes as she stared back at me, and the more confident she got in stroking my dick the closer I got to her, loving all of it and enjoying how her breath hitched or how she got closer as well, but before our lips could meet she whispered to me again, wanting communication alongside the pleasure.

”Please treat Mama right... she’s been so lonely lately, and ever since you showed up... Mama’s been happier, so please...”

Logically I should have stopped there as well, the reminder of the woman I had fucked upstairs meant to temper my lust and make me focus on my goal of securing her as mine, but when Eleanor kissed me and whispered ”Please, Dama, please make Mama happy...” I felt something inside of me snap.

My lips met hers again and we began to make out just below where I had been fucking that muscle mommy for so long, and when I erupted against her thigh she just kept jerking me off to make me happy, kissing me sloppily and clumsily as I took what I needed from her, all while she egged me on by calling me Dama over and over again.