Chapter 184

Opal’s Bunny body

I watch as Amber gets picked by a short hound man, leaving us to wait for another man to be ready again. Since the numbers are uneven I would have expected that the men would just always be in the bedrooms, but some of them are taking breaks in between. I wonder if they are just low tier or enjoy talking with the other men that much. They do seem pretty loud and happy sounding. There’s still a couple women who need to be picked before the rest of us can go a second time. I think it’s because some of the first couplings to go in the rooms still haven’t come out yet. Well my son and I were only chatting for a little while, so I guess it makes sense.

Citrine seems to be completely fine now. Our son left and came back with a drink, looking much better than when he left. Luckily it only takes a few more minutes for the last women to be picked and taken to the rooms. Citrine is actually the first of us to be picked a second time, but it’s by our other son. I’m pretty sure he’s just going to talk to her like he did me. Maybe they’ll even talk about what happened with his brother. I watch as she goes up the stairs and hope that I get picked soon too. So far this party hasn’t had any sex for me after all.

Jessica finally comes back into the room with the human man that picked her. She was one of those couplings that was taking a while. I smile since it looks like she had a lot of fun. The man has a lot of sucking marks on his body. I think Citrine called them hickies. I can’t seem to get them, and I’m not sure if it’s because of my skin or lack of blood. Her partner sits on a couch, obviously exhausted and she stands on the number next to me where Citrine just was. I can’t wait till after this is all done to talk to my daughters about their experiences. I wonder who’s going to pick me next?

I finally get picked, and it’s not by my other angel son like I was worrying about. I wouldn’t mind having sex with him of course, but from his reaction to finding out he was with Citrine, I don’t think he’d be picking me for that. “I’ll be the first to take up the generous host’s suggestion to test you out. If you’re fine with me that is.” The human man says. He has black hair and I think his penis is average sized for a human. I won’t be able to tell until it’s stiff. I loop my arm around his and say “I’d love to. Lead the way.” I have a big smile now and do a little wiggle before we head up the stairs.

When we get into the room and close the door, I start to kneel in front of him to get him stiff. He catches my arm and pulls me up with a lot of effort saying “Ooompf you’re a bit… uh.. nevermind. Let me do oral on you first beautiful. You wouldn’t be able to give me a stiffy anyway.” I think he means he’s going to lick me before I suck him, but I’m not sure if I should be insulted by what he said. I decide that he sounded kind while saying it, so I’ll just prove I can get him stiff later. I sit on the edge of the bed and spread my legs a little for the man.

*Lewd Scene*

As he kneels down in front of me, I watch as he places his hands on my knees and spreads them a bit further with a smirk. His hands then move up my legs and the feeling of their roughness excites me. He goes slow with his fingers ending up on both sides of my slit. Leaning forward, his fingers spread me open a little and I feel his lips give me a little kiss down below. His tongue finds it’s way out of his mouth and the little bumps brush against me as he licks up. It ends up on the little bump at the top of my pussy and pushes against it. It feels a bit tingly so I think this human knows what he’s doing. I should remind myself later to take note of what he does.

My thoughts get interrupted as his tongue dives into me and he reaches a thumb up to rub against my little bump. I let a little moan escape my lips and already start to feel the beginnings of that heat that builds into an orgasm. Usually it takes my wife much longer to get me to this point with just her tongue. I really should ask if she knows what that bump is called and suggest she play with it like he is.

I’m wet shortly after. I can tell even though I fell back on the bed because of the sounds coming from him changing. The feeling has also changed from coarse to slick as his tongue licks every possible spot in and around my pussy lips. The heat that started in my stomach has moved up my spine slowly, and I think he might finish me off in a few more minutes. I glance down, but can still only see his hair and the top of his mask as he methodically works me up. My head shoots back again as he seems to find a particularly sensitive spot inside me.

He probably saw my reaction, because now he’s just assaulting that spot with his tongue while rubbing my nub vigorously. It isn’t long before I’m pushed over the edge and let out a loud moan as I climax. Lucky for me, I have a higher threshold for maximum pleasure, and don’t miss a bit of the wonderful feeling all over my body as a writhe on the sheets of the bed.

I hear the man say in surprise “Well I’ll be fuckin damned.” Looking down between my legs I see the man with a shocked face. “What happened?” I ask him in a slightly shaky voice, still feeling a bit of the high. He looks like he’s staring at a screen, but his eyes flick over to me and he answers “Sorry miss, it seems like the system gave me your name, and your sexual fluids have gotten rid of something that’s been ailing me.” I give him a confused look and he lets out a happy laugh before clarifying “It told me my curse was lifted by ‘Opal’s Sexual Fluid’. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone your name and you can rest assured I don’t know you otherwise.” Oh, so that’s what happened.

I nod to him and say with a smile “I’m glad I could help you out so soon after you made me orgasm.” My head falls back again and I add “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t tell people about the fluids either.” It’s not as big as some of my secrets, but my daughters suggested I don’t tell everyone about it. This man has a wonderful tongue, so I hope he’s trustworthy. He says “Oh sure beautiful, I wouldn’t want to be called ungrateful. On that note, you’ve changed my situation and I’ll have to take back what I said earlier about not being able to get me hard.”

I feel something stiff poke at my entrance and look down again to see the man’s average, but now straight penis placed against it. I wiggle my hips in anticipation, knowing what he managed to do with his tongue. He thrusts forward and enters me, immediately aiming to hit the spot he found with his tongue, and I let out another little moan.

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About an hour later

We’re both laying on the bed now on our backs and he’s panting and sweaty. I swallowed both of his loads so I wouldn’t have to worry about whether or not he was 5th tier yet. Normal human babies are a lot of work, and from his stamina I doubt he’d be making High Humans with me. I’m happy though. This was a lot of fun. We chatted a little after his first orgasm, and it turns out his ex-girlfriend used a skill that made it where his penis wouldn’t get stiff. It sounded like he was taking it pretty hard, but I confirmed it’s why he was so good with his tongue. “My name’s Roy by the way.” He starts saying, his voice growing steadier again. He continues “It’s only fair since I know yours, even if I ran into 3 different Opal’s last time I went to the market.” That’s nice of him. Yeah, knowing my name isn’t really that big of a deal since so many of my babies and grandbabies have the same one.

I sit up and tell him “Well it’s been fun Roy. I’ll probably come to these things in the future and see you again.” He starts to sit up, but falls back down and says “Okay beautiful, I can tell you’re high tier but give me another minute.” He’s smiling, so I smile back and nod. I’m too excited to just stay seated on the bed though. I get off of it and stand up, wiggling in excitement for the next man to pick me. Player men are so much more fun to talk to than monsters, but usually I’m in orgies and don’t hear much from them. I thought not being able to talk about who we are outside of the party would make the men here quiet too. I’m hoping the others are like Roy, even if I won’t know their name.

The man may be low tier, but he has a cleaning skill and gets the sweat off of himself and me. I think it was his sweat that just happened to rub off on me though, since I don’t make any. He doesn’t have to know that though and I thank him before we head downstairs. Citrine and Amber are back in the main room, but Jessica is gone again. I have to take a number further away from them this time, since they have other women on each side. They look happy just like me, so I stand on number 3 and wait.

Hours Later

It’s near the end of the party and I stand happily on my number wiggling. Most of the people are sitting down and talking in groups, but with a few men still taking women to rooms, I don’t join them. Amber has kept up with me, and is in a room right now. Citrine is with a group of women that’s finished already and is gossiping. A man walks up to me and I face forward again, getting a look at him. Oh, it’s my other angel son. I have had a lot of partners tonight so I don’t mind talking with him I suppose. “Would you like to join me in a room?” He asks, and I can tell he’s not as good at acting as his brother. I agree with a nod, and wrap my arm around his like I did with the rest.

When we get to the room and the door is closed I wrap my arms around my son and give him a hug. He lets out a sigh and his body softens up a bit. I ask “Are you alright sweetie?” and he nods hugging me back. “It was just a surprise what happened with other mom, and I need to destress a bit. I’m worried that it will be weird around her now.” He confesses. I don’t know why it would be weird and Citrine didn’t look upset anymore. So I tell my son that and he responds “You don’t understand mom. I did a lot of embarrassing things to her. How would you feel if I slapped your ass and called you a bitch? Or what if I called you a slut and slapped your face with my dick before cumming all over it?”

I think about it, but it’s not hard so I answer quickly “I wouldn’t mind sweetie, and it might even be fun. She has different circumstances than me though, so I’ll talk to her for you. How does that sound.” He puts on a straight face and responds “I’m going to ignore that first part.” His lips curl into a smile and he continues “Thank you though mom, that would be great. Tell her I wouldn’t have done any of that if I knew it was her… I uh, really liked her tattoos and piercings and didn’t think she would be the type to get them. She’s always been my pure mom you know?” I nod and give him another hug.

We talk a bit longer about what he’s been up to. His girlfriend actually came today too, but he will introduce us later when it’s not a sex party. I get a bit curious about what he said earlier and ask “If she’s your pure mom, what mom am I?” He answers quick with “Hard Mom.” I nod, since I am pretty hard, but he stammers a bit and clarifies “Hard like a rock. You’re the firm foundation that we’re all built on…” He continues trying to clarify more and more, but it’s cute so I let him. He is very flattering, so I wiggle a lot as he goes on.

It feels good to be thought of highly by my kids.