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Leaf Anew	By : SCZora Category: +A through F > Animal Crossing (series) > Animal Crossing (series) Views: 5324 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Hello, thanks for coming over!” beamed Melba.
John walked around her small apartment. He felt sorry she couldn’t have a bigger space, though she did insist on keeping the T-Rex torso he had gifted to her in the centre of the room. She bumbled about in a motherly fashion while he did his own regular tour of her place.
“If there’s anything that catches your eye let me know” she said sweetly. He watched her shift her attention to something she was baking.
Now there was the glass prehistoric display between them. He took this moment to open one of her drawers. He wasn’t sure what he’d find, while he used his top drawer for underwear he’d noticed, and taken some time to get used to, the lack of underwear in Pleasantville. He deftly tucked his growing boner into his pant waistline and continued searching the drawer.
There was a neat arrangement of folded shirts of varying stripy patterns. Nervously he reached for one from underneath a pile on the far side of the drawer. Raising it to his face his took in its smell, the faint loving smell of Melba. Someone who cared for him, showed him affection, was happy just for the company and always had something nice to say. Melba who he showered with gifts, a new species of rare fish, a rare fossil, a gold trophy… his pre-owned camo shirt she still wore now.
He was so lost in thought he didn’t notice Melba had approached him with a saucer and some tea. Rather startled he went to put the shirt back. Melba smiled sweetly, as always.
“I thought it might be you darling, the one who sent me all those anonymous letters.”
John was frozen. All his wild desires he had put into writing and sent off to her, it had started innocently enough but he had become more driven lately and after sending a very sexually explicit letter hadn’t dared go back to the post office since.
“I wondered why they stopped coming” she said sadly approaching him, putting the saucer and tea on the cupboard. John feeling weak and embarrassed sat on the adjacent bed turning his head away. “Please, don’t feel sad, I can’t stand to see you hurt” she said softly.
He turned back to find Melba had removed the camo top, and was now mirroring his own expression, with a large blush and turning her head slightly away, occasionally making shy eye contact.
“I feel pain in you, poor child; please, let me help you” she spoke, even softer now.
John was fixated on her body, a sight he had fantasied about so often. Her fur encompassed two large breasts that sagged slightly drawing his eyes to her sizeable hips, and now that he was at a lower level, he could see between tufts of fur a clear outline of her clit.
Without thinking he unzipped his jeans and pulled out his throbbing appendage. Melba seemed caught by his action, not quite able to draw her eyes away, blushing more so than before. He was lost in her presence and began slowly pumping himself. Melba tentatively sidled her body into small posture changes that might show more of her off. John took in a sharp breath as he hit his climax and keeled over twitching on the bed as he shot his seed.
He was lying on the bed, afraid to open his eyes, to do anything, should this reality prove fictitious. It was only when he felt warm fur against his thighs he dared look. He was greeted with Melba’s sweet smile, she looked very pleased.
“I hope you do feel better” she said fixing him with a soft stare. He quickly rose so he could embrace her. He had wished for a moment such as this. Hugs were always too brief and not often enough in his experience. The love he wanted to express he never felt could be communicated so swiftly in such a short gesture. He felt up her back, caressing the soft fur. He let out a contented sigh, feeling the safety in her warm embrace.
“Really darling we should sort you out first” she chuckled softly breaking away from the hug and moving her arms towards his glistening gentile. John could feel himself getting hot again, his dick twitching as she began to lower her head down to clean his cum-stained chest with her tongue.
He let out a low moan as she worked her way around his belly. Reaching out he guided her head towards its goal, now revitalised. Melba gently opened her mouth and slowly began to take his length in. He couldn’t believe the experience he was having. Guiding her head in a bobbing motion he grasped onto her thick fur, feeling it all for first time, making sure he would remember it.
He couldn’t contain himself any longer and brought himself back surprising Melba.
“Honey?” she said, her eyes searching him
John pulled himself up towards her and brought his face to hers connecting their lips. Melba softly murmured and closed her eyes, letting the pleasure wash over. John guided them down onto the colourful mattress while they kissed only bringing it to a pause so he could fix his eyes on her again. She looked so contented, her soft gaze looking only to bring out his happiness. He brought his hands down to her chest. Squeezing her soft bosom he let his head rock back in pleasure. As he tilted his attention back to her he could see she was now fixated on his pulsating growth. Not wishing to delay the dream again, he brought his hands further down to her supple hips and guided her furry legs apart. Delicately he held his penis to her to draw out the penetration. She was so warm, so soft and loose it drove him further sending him to thrust suddenly into her mid-penetration. She let out a loud cry with him which bloomed into a united smile. Gripping tightly onto her chubby waist he picked up the momentum, their breathing finding unison. John felt himself fall into her bosom, and bring his arms around her he quickened the pace unable to sustain himself. He was quick to cum, bucking his hips, pressing her further into the mattress. He gritted his teeth as he let the orgasm flow through his being, spasming erratically until he had no more to give. Her gentle calls continuing on after as he remained curled up in her arms. He rested his head on her breasts feeling her chest rise and fall, keeping himself fully inside her and closed his eyes falling to his fatigue.

He awoke to the smell of baking and saw a small platter of toast next to him with a warm mug of tea. Melba was wearing an apron over that same camo shirt doing some washing up. He watched her quietly as he ate, taking in this morning blessing. Her delicate brush strokes around the edges and centre of the crockery, how she grasped the sponge to drain it in her hand. He felt himself advancing on her again and before she could wish him good morning he was reaching up the shirt and grasping at her breasts, nuzzling his face in her soft back. Melba chuckled lightly putting down her washing and tried to dry her hands, but he spun her around and lifted her garments off to a short startled gasp from her. Melba had the same exited blush on, and he took it as the sign to carry on. He quickly got to work sucking at her nipple while cupping the breast. He rhythmically squeezed and sucked until he could feel a small spurt in his mouth. Melba’s wet foamy hands reached for his erect penis. John brought his mouth away and kept teasing so she continued to release her milk in a small shower over him. The sounds of her breasts’ milk hitting his chest blended with her wet hands gripping his length and jerking him off. The wet sounds carried over both their cries until once again John took the action to bring himself back into her. All he wanted to do was bring her to the same pleasure he was feeling, he kept squeezing, sucking and drawing out her fluids, while her soft cries became louder.
Owing to the business of their actions, neither noticed Caroline bouncing in merrily only to be taken aback by the sight before her. She watched, fixated on John’s passionate lovemaking to Melba. She seemed in such bliss, her expression a light frown, mouth agape, head rocking in response to their bodies. Caroline watched it all, John’s final thrusts and cries as his hit his climax. Melba’s head propel forward into a frantic kiss, an exchange that had them maintaining eye contact, their mouths open, sharing one breath.
As they sunk back into each other Melba’s eyes drifted off to the doorway and she almost thought she heard the latch go, but quickly dismissed it as another wave of pleasure sent her bouncing back into white.
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