Barney and his Mummy by UK Snowy


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Barney and his Mummy

That Princess Eleanor of Arundale, I fucked this afternoon was one sweet
lady. She'd welcomed me with so much enthusiasm and noise, we were warned by
her Mummy that the neighbours or other occupants of the place would get
jealous and we were quietened. The show Eleanor put on was tremendous and I
showed my enthusiasm once our Mummies had introduced us by trying to get at
her immediately. We were held up by the usual formalities and some money
changed hands, but it was immaterial to me, I just wanted to get on board
and shaft the white socks off her. Daddy finally took over thank goodness,
my dick was lubing like a water spout by then and I don't like it waggling
all over the place. He let me get at Eleanor, while our Mummies talked
animatedly. Eleanor's cunt was really wet and dripping with her juices and I
could tell she was rampant and ready for me. I had a good sniff all round
her cunt, lapping her musky odours as she widened her legs and displayed her
tight little hole. I reckoned I was her first, it was so tight and neat, yet
she didn't show the usual virginal reticence when I stuck my cock in and
went at her like there was no tomorrow.

The others stood around, I heard Mummy saying I was a good boy, whilst
Eleanor's Mummy agreed, smiling and licking her lips as my Mummy always did.
They went inside after a while and I shunted Eleanor around a bit as I felt
my cum rising. I was well and truly locked in by now and no amount of
discouragement would have got me off her. Suddenly it all happened and I
wanged gallons of my jism up the pretty Eleanor's tight one and I shouted as
usual when triumphant.

I like the after-fuck. It's a time for rest and getting your breath back and
Daddy congratulated me and patted me. I told him to fuck off, I don't like
being touched when I'm still having my evil way with a female. He grunted
and spoke to her Daddy, who was rubbing his trousers. Eleanor whimpered when
I pulled my cock out as if I'd hurt her or something, but I put her right by
giving her a lick round her cunt. The way she came on to me again, sort of
kissing and licking me, I could have done it all again but Daddy stepped in
and parted us and that's a sure sign of some more plans for me. Great! I
mean, I don't want to wear myself out either and I had to stay fresh. The
more the merrier and its brilliant when Mummy and Daddy provide all the
fucks for me. I don't have to go looking for it.

Being young, fit and black apparently helps. I'm always in demand and
there's loads out there queuing up for me to give them one. At my age it's
cool to have loads of girlfriends and to have them on a plate, well - what
more can a guy ask for? A nice nap in the Jeep going home preceded a pile of
food and then a good long sleep. It was hot and I stayed in the shade, but
outdoors. There were quite a few phone calls as always and after one,
tempers got frayed between the adults and I heard Mummy shouting at Daddy to
go to hell, wherever that is. He stormed out of the garden and revved the
Jeep up and scattered gravel all over the place. Mummy came out later with
drinks for both of us and she sat in a lounger near the pool.

She's funny when it's really hot, she takes a lot of clothes off and between
you and I she sometimes smells a bit ripe. It didn't bother me today, I was
so sleepy and dreamed on about Eleanor and if I'd see her again. She was so
cute and eager. My dick popped out and I while I like it to swell and air
itself like that, the sun was a bit fierce as I hadn't bothered to move my
position. I took care of it and heard Mummy sigh.

She watched me with a smile on her face. I knew she was pleased with me and
looked at her. However she didn't call me over and I carried on looking
after myself. I heard her sigh again and glanced at her. Her hand was inside
the triangular piece of material she wore. I could see her hand fidgeting,
but I was always mystified as to what the adults got up to. I watched Daddy
doing something to Little Mummy the other day that was very strange. He was
licking her where I often tried to, but I always got slapped and told off.

Mummy had been down in the field with my brother Ben at the time. Daddy and
Little Mummy both peered over the fence, which was the moment I thought I'd
have a rummage at Little Mummy's smelly bits. She had only just arrived,
Daddy had been as usual to collect her from somewhere. Its a place where
everyone wears the same clothes and she goes virtually every day - boring. I
got under her dark blue skirt, but she screamed and Daddy slapped me hard. I
know, in trying to get away from him, I tore one of her tiny white socks.
She called me names but Daddy seemed to make her happy as she smiled when he
knelt down in front of her after giving her a small coloured bit of paper
which she put in her school bag - weird! She never tried to eat it or
anything.

Back to today, I slumbered on, every now and then I would hear Mummy whimper
and I'd open an eye to keep a check. She ignored me. Eleanor crossed my mind
again and I gave my dick some serious attention and the next thing I heard
was Mummy calling. I stared at her.

"Barney, come here, good boy Come and see Mummy,' she said softly. I raised
my head, half interested, but it was fucking hot. What was she calling for?
Did she want to feed me, no way, I'd had my lot till bedtime. I farted as I
thought about the dinner I'd scoffed and she grimaced and shook her head,
but again she called, this time stretching out her hand.

It fucking ponged, the scent was something else. Much riper than her usual,
when she occasionally lets me rummage about, a touch longer than Little
Mummy does. But it was the same smell, on her fucking hand!

She offered, so I got up and sauntered over to her, the hand still beckoning
me. 'Hi Barney!' she chuckled. 'Who's a good boy then?' Mummy said patting
my smooth black head. 'You're my favourite boy you know,' she told me. All I
wanted to do was to lick her hand and she let me, but then she stuffed it
back into her bit of material and it was positively stinking and wet when I
licked it again. It was very tasty and she cooed as I feasted on her finger
tips, all of which had this funny red stuff on them. 'Like that Barney?' she
asked pointlessly, it was fucking obvious. 'Daddy doesn't like it any more,'
she told me. 'He doesn't like me any more and said it was my fault those
nasty people aren't coming to see us today.'

Her other hand had roamed up her body and was fumbling inside some sort of
hammock, up near where she spoke from. As I'd just about licked her fingers
spotless, I took a passing interest in what her other hand was doing, maybe
some more juicy stuff, you never know. She didn't offer anything to me and I
didn't get a whiff of new scents as she stroked this great pink balloon that
had slipped out from the hammock. Mummy moaned a few times then her hand
went back into the bottom thing and out it came and I jumped at her, making
her giggle and fall back into the lounger in my eagerness to get at the
delicious morsels on her fingers.

Her hand, the juicy one went on to the balloon as if she was protecting it,
but I was quick and leaned forward to lick it. Mummy gasped as my tongue
rasped her fingers and the balloon, which had a big bump on the end. 'Ooh
Barney, you naughty boy,' she chuckled. 'Little boys shouldn't do things
like that to their mummies.' But instead of pushing me away, she reached
down and back came a very smelly hand, but this time she stroked the balloon
and pushed it at me. Well what's a boy supposed to do? When you're faced
with a nice squashy, soft, pink, tasty, balloon, that's obviously meant to
be slavered over, I did. For some peculiar reason, each time I licked the
bump, which was getting bigger, she seemed to go into a daze.

Mummy's voice is quite fierce generally, but it was now almost a whisper,
but she wasn't trying to tell me things to do, but show me. She then got her
other hand smelly from the same place and - well it was amazing, she found
this other balloon near the first one and I had to lick them both.
'Ooooohhh!,' she moaned, helping by pushing them together and I could nearly
get at both bumps at once.

'Oh Barney you sexy beast,' she groaned. I didn't have a clue what she was
on about, but I was happy. All these words meant nothing, but she rambled
on. 'You're not going to have a girlfriend this afternoon, you poor boy,'
she whispered, grasping my head and looking me straight in the eyes. What
did she mean? 'And mummy isn't going to have Daddy around it seems and these
hot days make me feel very lonely,' she added. I was eager to get back at
the balloons and tried to wriggle my head free, pushing and pulling. The
lounger and her legs were in my way, but I was leaning against her. Her body
was hot and my cock rubbed at her, so I thought why not have a little
stimulation.

'It's almost as if you want to fuck me with all that pushing. You are
naughty,' Mummy groaned before sticking her hand down, but instead of
putting it back on the balloons, she moaned and I got this massive whiff of
her scent. She let me loose and I got down to investigate. 'Come on Barney,
there's a good boy. See Mummy's pussy, lick it ,go on its nice you'll see,'
she told me. PUSSY? I wasn't best pleased at the mention of such swear words
and took a look around the garden, but none of the scrawny little fuckers
were around. What was around was this gorgeous wave of smells and it was all
coming from between her legs. Not unknown territory to me generally, I knew
where things were, even if it was from fleeting rummages when she wasn't
looking, but to be offered a rummage by her when she was oozing juices and
wafting all sorts of things at me was too good to be true.

She was holding the material to one side and what looked like a hedgehog
with its throat cut was peeking out at me. If it was dead, it smelled better
than most defunct things and Mummy's fingers were flitting over it. The
smell was unmistakable, so I went for it. Mummy yelped as I took one huge
swipe with my tongue. The yelps became squeals as I dragged my tongue over
it repeatedly. This was one great cocktail, slightly fishy but an
overpowering scent that was new to me. Yes the smells I usually got from her
and Little Mummy were derivatives of this, but this was the source of an
unstoppable fountain. The more I licked, the more juice came out and she
pulled the hedgehog apart showing me its innards. Of course I stuck my
tongue into it. Mummy screeched, scaring the fuck out of me, but after a
quick glance round, noticing she seemed rather agitated too, I dived back in
and she damned near fell off the lounger. I was fucking frantic by now,
having found this honey pot and as she got her balance back at the same time
trying to push my head into it, she grabbed me as I struggled to keep my
feet.

Her hands slithered round me, grasping and grabbing at anything she could
get hold of. The next thing was I felt her hands on my cock. I sensed her
sort of pause then she levered me away. 'Barney, you've got a stiffy,' she
gasped. 'I'm not a bitch you know. It's me Mummy.' I knew it was Mummy , so
what the fuck was she on about, but I fussed round her as she seemed to need
comfort and attention, at the same time I needed to resume my drink at the
delicious spring between her legs. 'Gosh, I wonder Audrey. Could you do it
with him?' said Mummy, holding me still and peering at my dick.

Her hand was sticky and the friction on the red raw eight inches now
protruding from my belly, was not exactly comfortable. I yelped as she tried
to rub it. 'Poor Barney. Mummy didn't mean to hurt you, but its ages since I
felt such a big one,' she said, now lightly rimming my spouting dick. I felt
her hands roam under my gonads and she purred, cupping them. The last time
anyone did that was at Crufts last year, when some woman judge grabbed me
there. They all do, but that one hung on a bit more than others. I started
to rut at her hand, well its only natural when you're being stimulated.
'Shall I?' Mummy chuckled. 'Yeah! Give him a try. Oh dear you evil cow.' The
bitch pushed me away and I fretted as she took the thing over the hedgehog
off. She lay back on the lounger and opened her legs calling for me. The
hedgehog was still there, looking much the same as I'd left it and not at
all squashed like I thought it would be with all her leg movement. I leapt
up, but she guided me further onto the lounger, my legs either side of her
as she grabbed my cock. Mummy shuffled forward, then paused and stuffed a
pillow under her. I hated all these interruptions but she pulled me onto her
as I sprayed over her. 'Gosh you do make a lot of lube,' Mummy told me,
whatever that was.

With a final drag of my shoulders, I felt my cock being stuffed at the
hedgehog. Well I don't know much about cross-species breeding, but it was
wet, hot and smelt like one hell of a ripe bitch and I rammed at it. Fuck!
My prick shot straight in and Mummy groaned as I started to fuck her. 'Oh
this is ever so naughty Barney,' she cooed. My arse end was going hammer and
tongs again, as I remembered Eleanor had taken me easily earlier in the day,
Mummy's head was lolling around and she was so arched back my dick kept
slipping out. It was fucking annoying, but Mummy started to get frustrated
too it seemed. She pushed me off and I started to lick my cock as a relief.
It waggled around as I chased it, but I was rudely interrupted by Mummy who
called. 'Barney, come to Mummy, come on boy up here.' She was now on her
hands and knees on the ground with cushions under her. Her hand was waving
me on. The hedgehog peeped from between her legs and it was not something I
could resist. The nicest part was that Mummy looked like a bitch on heat
now, I mean it was something I could identify with, you know the poised,
offered rump. No tail of course, but there again, us Boxers don't have much
tail to speak about anyway. As I walked up to her, Mummy's hand appeared
between her legs. I jumped and aimed to penetrate, feeling her hand guide
me. It worked a treat, novel and no wasting time, especially when some
flighty bitches play hard to get and I'm struggling to keep mounted as they
skitter about the yard.

Now I could fuck her and set to my stud duty as she lurched and whimpered. I
could feel her bucking back at me as she cried out. 'Give it to me Barney.
Give Mummy a good seeing to,' she called. 'Oh yessss, what a good boy,' she
encouraged me. I needed a touch of help, I mean she's a lot wider than the
usual bitch.

Mummy's rump took some getting over but I managed to get my legs wrapped
round to help the leverage, which she recognised and did everything possible
to allow me full flow. She screamed and yelped and shouted my name and for
what looked like a seriously sick hedgehog, bristly too, it was working some
sort of muscle and nipping my cock delightfully. She was a brilliant bitch
and I hammered at her as foam dropped from my muzzle. Those balloon things
were swinging about underneath her until she dropped her shoulders and
squashed them on a cushion. This raised her rump and I had a bit of a
problem hanging on, but my seed was rising now.

I increased the pace and she started to whine, just like a bitch. Suddenly
she jumped as my knot gained an entrance and I pumped my load at the bristly
tight one. 'Oh Christ,' she groaned. 'You've tied onto me Barney, I forgot
about that.' I spent into the hedgehog and stopped, my breath short and
frantic as I yelped in triumph. 'Yes I know Barney, you've done it, but how
long have I to hang around now, tied to you?' she muttered. I stayed put, as
she was quite comfy to lay on and she managed to shuffle and rest part of
her body on the edge of the lounger. 'Oh well, got all afternoon now your
other bitch isn't coming,' she told me.

I felt nips round my softening dick, but she didn't hurt it. Now and again
Mummy would budge a little and sigh as she felt me still locked in. I saw
one of her hands disappear under her and felt it feel round my cock. Then
she started to flick at it, well not at it, but near it. I just felt the odd
movement on my dick as she started to moan. Suddenly Mummy let out one hell
of a yelp and grunt and she lurched dramatically, making my dick slip out. I
took a look at it and licked it. It seemed OK as I lay down and dozed off in
the sunshine.

Later I opened one eye and she lay on the lounger with her hand moving over
the hedgehog, as if she was nursing it, while her other hand sat on her
balloons. I thought maybe I'd fucked its wrong end the way she was stroking
it better, but she seemed content and there were groans or moans from it.

Mummy spoke though. 'Better than Daddy ever was Barney, you sexy thing, but
I'm not paying any fees. You're my stud from now on and the lovely thing is
you can't let our secret out can you?' she murmured. I was idly wondering if
Little Mummy had a hedgehog too.

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