Deep down, Alli couldn’t help wishing they could have the whole experience together—that she could feel his thick shaft thrusting in and out of her over and over as he made love to her for real. But she knew that would be wrong—would most definitely be cheating. So she held herself back from asking and simply took what the big Kru’ell One offered.
Then, one evening, near the end of their second week together, Alli came to dinner in Kane’s rooms and saw something new. It was a strange kind of rocking chair with a motor beneath the seat and a set of footrests directly below the arm rests.
“What in the world” She walked over to give the chair an experimental push. The motor started to whir and the seat dipped downward and then thrust back up as the chair rocked. The motion continued as Alli watched, wondering what in the world the new furniture was for.
“Ah, I see you’ve found my new Breeding Chair,” Kane rumbled behind her.
“Your what?” Alli asked in confusion. “What is it for?”
“It’s more commonly used in your own universe,” Kane explained. “For Kindred who need to breed a female much smaller and more fragile than they are, gently and carefully. Do you see how the seat dips down and then comes back up again as the motor runs?”
Alli did see it and suddenly the implications became clear. Once more, the big Kru’ell One had known what she wanted and had found a way to give it to her.
Using this chair, his shaft would be thrusting in and out of her pussy with the slow, rocking motion of the seat and yet neither one of them would be responsible for the action. It would be the chair doing the fucking—not Kane. And yet, Alli would be fucked—well and thoroughly—she had no doubt. Fucked and filled with his seed, just as she longed to be.
“Do you like it?” Kane asked, his voice a low rumble of desire.
Alli bit her lip. She knew she ought to feel guilty about what they were about to do, but she didn’t.
“Yes.” She looked up at him eagerly. “Can we try it out right now?”
“Of course baby.” He seated himself in the breeding chair and unfastened his trousers, letting his long, thick shaft spring free. “Come here.” He motioned for her. “Come sit in my lap and let me love you.”
Alli felt her heart tremble at his words. Could it be that the big Kru’ell One actually was beginning to have feelings for her? She was certainly having feelings for him, though she tried to hide them, even from herself. How could she help it though, when he was always giving her so much pleasure?
She was wearing another one of the many pairs of sexy, crotchless panties that Kane liked her in so there was nothing in the way when she climbed into the big Kru’ell One’s lap and settled down to take his thick shaft deep in her cunt.
“Gods, baby,” he groaned softly as Alli—with one practiced motion—straddled him and took his shaft inside her pussy down to the root.
“Mmm, Kane,” she whispered, fitting her feet to the footrests and leaning her cheek against his broad chest. “Feels so good to have you inside me.”
“It’s about to feel better,” he promised her and started the Breeding Chair’s motor.
Alli moaned softly as the seat dipped down, drawing his thick shaft out of her until only the head was still lodged in her pussy, and then pressed back up again, thrusting Kane’s long cock to the root inside her. They both groaned as he touched bottom inside her and leaned down to take her mouth in a hot kiss.
Alli kissed him back and held on tight, loving the feeling of his shaft thrusting inside her at last, even if it was the Breeding Chair doing the thrusting and not him.
“That’s right, baby,” he murmured when he broke the kiss at last to look into her eyes. “I thought you might like this chair.”
“I do,” Alli confessed breathlessly. “It’s wonderful, Kane. And…” She bit her lip shyly. “I like the way it moves.”
“I do too, baby,” he murmured. “Love the way it thrusts my cock so deep in your tight little pussy.”
Then he kissed her again as the Breeding chair did its work.
It didn’t take long for Kane to come inside her and Alli to come with him. It seemed that getting properly fucked made her multi-orgasmic, for the two of them came over and over as the Breeding Chair rocked gently, thrusting Kane’s thick shaft into her again and again while Alli squeezed and milked him with her inner walls.
They spent hours in the Breeding Chair after that, and though Alli sometimes wished for a harder or faster motion, she understood that Kane was giving her everything he could while trying not to cross the line they had drawn.