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The reporter and the rat	By : supernova222 Category: +S through Z > Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Views: 3421 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-reporter and the rat
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the idea of this paring just popped into my mind some time ago and i realized how much i like it. fic became a lot meatier than i though when it evolved into a half sex/half romance. keep in mind this reality is only somewhat based on the orginal series but is not actually meant to be in that universe. enjoy-please leave feedback.
Master splinter entered the common room of his home, seeing his 4 adopted warrior sons entertaining themselves in various ways. Suddenly the door to their lair opened and the beautiful april o neil entered to visit. The beautiful mid-twenties auburn women was a close friend and frequent companion to the turtles.
The old rat took quick notice of the change in his boys’ as they were quick, as always, to flock to the pretty human. She was their close friend, but he was not blind to their more mature attention to her now. He could see what exactly drew their attention; he pretty, youthful face topped by short cut red/brown hair, her shapely yet fit figure hugged by her usual yellow jumpsuit and white boots, and of course her plainly large and displayed breasts.
They all sought her attention, attempting to catch it with various conversations or proposed activities, yet they were plain in their true intentions. Little games or jokes that seem like “playful teasing”. As they stayed close to her, his keen eyes watched as they brushed, or subtly caressed parts of her body, which she seemed blissfully unaware off. Of course he was unaware that she was aware of their intentions and did rather appreciate their amorous attention.
He could not deny he could plainly saw the young women physical appeal to his sons; he was much older than them and had long been able to more maturely appreciate a womens beauty. Seeing her laughing and talking with his sons, the mutant rat could not stop his own eyes from roaming over her body in the same way as his sons. But besides his “interest”, there was also a worry in his heart, the same any parent must face. He looked to one of the many clocks on the wall and, seeing he time, also saw his chance.
“Boys, boys!” he announced with a clap of his hands
The turtles all ran over and kneeled respectfully before him in a straight line.
“It is dusk on the surface my sons; time for your patrol for any wrong doings. Go now; be stealthy, be fats and remain unseen. Go”
With that the turtles left swiftly, but not before their overly friendly farewells to april. Left alone, they was a palpable tension between the human and mutant the she did not understand. She walked about to sit on the couch and watch some tv, hoping to kill time until the turtles returned. She considered ordering some pizzas for their return. Before she could sit, she heard splinter clear his throat as he approached her.
She looked down at the mutant rat, who only reached about her chest, coincidentally placing his eye line parallel with the V of where her jumpsuit was unzipped down a bit, slightly exposing her creamy pale skin and the slightest peak of her chest. He wore a dark pink rope and was covered in greying, light brown fur. He was always slightly hunched in his age and walked with a wooden cane, though it seemed more to represent some sort of status as a teacher rather than being needed for any walking disability.
“Miss o neil…april, there is a serious matter we must discuss”
The seriousness of his tone caught her of guard and gave her a worrying feeling. In the time she had known the turtles she had likewise come to view splinter as wise father figure.
“My boys, have reached a very difficult and complex age, one I fear your presence may complicate”
Having a slight hint at his insinuation but trying to probe his mood, she played coy for the moment.
“Have I done something wrong…do you not wish me to come to the lair anymore”
“It is not that my dear, I am simply concerned about your…effect on the boys. To put it plainly, you are a very attractive young women and they have obviously begun to notice this. I hope you are not so naïve as to not see this”
“Yes…yes I have. Please splinter, please understand that the turtles are like little brothers to me. I care about them deeply. I see the way they look at me and I feel like giving them some sorts female attention might be good for them. And I have to admit that their genuine, innocent attractions are somewhat flattering”
She recalled the few times her flirtations elicited a more unmistakable response. Some occasions when she was alone with the turtles, either in the lair or at her apartment, their interaction would occasional result in her seeing their cocks begin to harden and emerge from the shells. She recalled one night when they were all at her apartment and she’d had too much to drink. The next morning she found her camera on and had recorded a video that showed that in her stupor, she’d done a bit of a striptease dance for them. It showed that they started to get touchy and handsy with her but nothing else seemed to have happened; evident by her not feeling like she’d drunk fucked four cocks that night. These were things she realized were best no to reveal to splinter.
“I suppose I can understand your intentions, but I fear you are leading my boys on in a way that cannot end well. They are young and unable to master these urges and instincts, and your flirtations will likely lead to infighting between brothers for your favor” he said in a stern but caring tone
“True…I suppose” she said modestly
She looked down at him, seeing he had closed the distance between them and was but inches away. Her green eyes meet his deep dark ones in way like they hadn’t before. She saw the same longing in his eyes as in the turtles, yet different, almost more genuine; she could tell. She had to admit, though when they met the sight of a giant humanoid rat was something heavy to absorb, she had never thought him repulsive. Yet now, in this moment, she saw the mutant in new light, one where she could almost see something attractive in him, even with their great differences in form and age.
As a ninjitsu master, he was obviously in great shape for his age, and the greying hair on his chin that formed a thin white beard was quite distinguished. The rat felt his own change looking into her eyes; warmth he’d not felt in some years and unware of the anxious twitching of his ears and tail.
“Understand, april…that my sons are not the only ones who…are drawn to…who have been able to recognize your beauty and physical appeal”
Her breath caught in her throat as their proximity caused the heat from his mouth and nose to spread over her face. His snouted, though foreign to her, now seemed more interesting and amiable. She felt a sudden urge to couch it, to feel it and, dare she think, even kiss it.
“Is…is that so…?” she asked lowly and nervously
“It is, not in many years have I seen, or been so close to such a captivating women”
“you are very open with your interest splinter”
“My life experiences have taught me to always be upfront with ones feeling…and desires”
“Desires?”
“You know full well the effect you have on the men who look at you…and I cannot deny that I feel the same attraction”
“Is that a bad thing”
She spoke with the slightest hint of a smirk but her expression was blank, transfixed and lost in the moment.
“No, my dear…it is not”
He allowed his cane to fall free and against the sofa and his hands to lightly rest on her full hips, moving oh slightly, caressing; his pointed nails poking her skin through the jumpsuit a hint. They moved up to her tips and a slight pleasured moan asked her lips from the sensual contact. One of his hands slid further back to cradle one of her ample butt cheeks, squeezing it lightly. She craned her head down, almost meeting his muzzle as it looked up to her. There was slight possessiveness in his mind, a thought that this exquisite body to be cherished and he could not let his reckless sons abuse it.
“Splinter…” she whispered
With a loss of judgment and care, she pressed her lips to his mouth, it was awkward and strange and the most amazing thing she had every done. He met her lips and soon tongue in passionate kiss like had never been shared. His tongue was not so long as she imagined but more so than a humans. She broke it to run her lips and cheek against the light fur of his muzzle, savoring its warm feel. He twitched slightly as her hair brushed against his whiskers.
“April…” he whispered
He jerked his head to force another kiss from here, which she did not argue. She finally broke it, breathlessly, a stream of saliva briefly connecting their mouths as she pulled away. She pressed her hands to his chest, surprised by the amount of toned muscle she felt beneath the fabric and fur. His tail slithered around him and wrapped itself part way up her leg like a snake. His hands continued to explore her body over the jumpsuit before he brought one hand to reach up and cup her cheek. She loved the contact, leaning into it warmth.
His thumb brushed and prodded her subtle lips and she hesitantly broke them to allow the furry digit in. She moaned lowly as she began to suck the finger, its hair and wrinkles not as repulsive as she’d thought she would, savoring the feeling of his pointed nail brushing the back of her tongue. She was thankful her jumpsuit was waterproof, otherwise she’d be quite embarrassed with how tingly and wet her lower lips had become. Her arousal could not be hidden though, as from the corner of her eyes even she could look down and see her erect nipples poking through her clothing, and clearly he could too. He brought his other hind up to massage one of her yellow mounds, his fingers periodically grazing the hard lumps.
“you are a goddess of beauty” he purred
She could not know it but he was no stranger to seduction. He would never tell april but over the years he had lain with many women. Be they homeless women so desperate for warmth or affection they did not care if they laid with a large rat man or pretty, young, open minded prostitutes. Of course the boys never knew, even when he spirited said companion in and out of the lair; the darkness of his room held many past secrets. However, his advanced training of them and their more heightened senses meant he could no longer achieve such feats. It became rare that he could sneak out to achieve such entanglements and it had been a few years since his last tryst.
Her hand moved slowly to the zipper of her jumpsuit but was slightly shaking, nervous at moving or taking the next step. His hand took the initiative, slowly pulling the zipper down to the middle of her stomach. He savored the exposure of more of her creamy white skin, and more of her large breasts bulged out, though not yet fully revealed. He broke briefly from his adoration to cock an eyebrow.
“April, you wear no bra?!”
“Or underwear. This jumpsuit leaves little room for them and to be honest, I like walking around like this” she smiled
“You are truly an uninhibited deviant, and it is with the utmost dignity I spare my dear boys your temptations”
He ran his hands under her jumpsuit, along her waist and back, loving the feel of her soft skin and she hummed to herself at the affectionate contact. Finally she gained the confidence to take hold of the edges of where her suit was opened and pulled them further, freeing her massive pale breasts which almost popped out. They were so large they drooped to her mid abdomen with a definite but youthful sag. As splinter stared in wonder she pulled the upper half off and her arms out of it so it hung from her waist. She looked away blushing , almost bashful and embarrassed as she bore herself to him.
His hand lingered for only a second before hungrily grasping and playing with her tits in every way possible. Never before had he been with such a buxom women, or allowed such freedom with her body. Her areolas were larger and darker than he’d expected and he pitched her aroused nipple between his fingers as he played with her melons. Without invitation her took her nipple into his mouth and began to suck like he was nursing. The mix of pleasure and pain made her moan as he sucked with great force and his pronounced teeth gritted against her nipple. There was also a sensual tickle of his whiskers and hair on her breast.
He switched to her other breast and she lovingly wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him into her, all the easier as his height kept his head at perfect level with her chest. One of his hands reached back to tightly grasp and spread her ass and she instinctively lifted her leg and wrapped it around his back, his tail still encircling it. Suddenly there was a wobble and shifting of weight and after a moment of lost gravity, splinter found himself sat on the couch, with the beautiful human straddling his lap.
He wrapped his hands around her to bare back, delicately rubbing it as they continued to kiss passionately. It was his turn to moan slightly as she began to grind her hips and waist in his, stirring the thick member she felt come alive beneath her. As he returned to snuggling her breasts, she attempted to reach back and pull off one of her white boots. Seeing this, she shifted her off him and into a sitting position as he slid down to kneel on the floor in front of her.
“Allow me, my dear”
He loosened an pulled off one, her toes flexing after being freed. His nose twitched a bit and to her surprised he began to intimately sniff and lap at her toes and feet. His senses and desires were overwhelmed by the sweaty aroma and taste they bore.
“Oh, oh wow, that feels nice but you really…?”
“I am a rat and an open minded gentleman; it’s my pleasure”
She squirmed at the odd but titillating feeling as he continued and proceeded to do the same with her other foot. As she undid her white belt and put it aside, she could see as he kneeled, the tip of his hard fleshy cock partly poking out from under his robe. He wanted her and she realized she truly wanted him as well. She bent her leg up, pulling from his lips and used it to lightly push him back. She then stood up in the small space between him and the couch and with a look of pure surrender to her desire; she stripped the rest of her jumpsuit down.
Off her hips, down her legs, pulled off and discarded. She stood back up straight, happily bearing all for the mutant who she wished to take her. The old rat remained kneeling, at eye level with the beautiful young pussy; rounded, barely touched lips encircled by auburn peach fuzz that he wanted to devour like a predator. She had what he had heard his boys call and “innie pussy”. He drew closer, transfixed, and she shivered as his hot breath spread over her vagina and clenched her fists, unsure what to next. Splinter nailed finger confidently probed her opening, brushing and playing with every inch of its exterior. She did not know whether to moan or giggle as the fur of his finger brushed that of her pubic hairs.
He could make out from the shape of her mid-section and legs that, while not athletic or toned, she kept herself in very good shape, likely from always running around with the turtles. Finally his hands softly pressed her hips and with slight force, ushered her sit back on the couch. She nervously but anxiously spread her legs, using her arms to pull them both up and out, baring her innermost self to the rats eyes.
Without further prompt he lunged forward, engulfing her intimate area. She immediately began to squirm and moan as his masterful tongue began to not only lap at her wet and sensitive pussy lips but also deeply invade them. Her juices and personal taste were something only a creature like him, with heightened senses, could appreciate. She cried out and sprayed into his mouth as she finally reached the climax that had been building through their whole game, and he graciously accepted her juices. Giving her a moment to regain her strength, as she was now panting and quaking, he began to plant delicate, passionate kisses along her inner thighs.
She leaned forward to meet splinter in yet another kiss as she began to undo and remove his robe. His furry body belied the muscle and years on training within, and the impressive member he now displayed. It was not dramatically big but had a surprisingly decent girth, but was longer than expected; a good balance of both in her mind. It was mostly a dark, fleshy pink, dominated by veins and more of his fur which ran about halfway up its length from his base. It was clearly was not human, but not so primal and animalistic like she’s seen in magazines or on the discovery channel. Her hand reached down to stroke it, now earning come light moans of pleasure from the old rat.
She pulled him up onto the couch in a lying down position and she positioned herself further down. He waited, content on whatever she was to do. She, somewhat nervously, took his cock in her hand and, with a gulp and a mix of courage and arousal, took him in her mouth. She was surprised, not having sucked a cock this big since she was in college. And this was wholly new type of feeling; it had a much rougher, fleshy texture than a humans and the sections covered by hair brushed past her lips and teeth as she began to suck. She started slowly but, encouraged by the gratified groans of the old rat, she picked up her pace, sucking harder and deeper, and did a few swirling tricks with her tongue that she’d also learned in college. He squirmed and groaned more, his hands grasping her head, with his long thing fingers ruffling and mixing in with her hair.
“Oh, my dear, you truly are gifted” he said breathlessly.
Finally he shook and contorted, his tailing flicking like a whip, and squeezed her head harder, forcing it down to his base as he came. Streams of his thick mutant cum emptied out, and with his cock now firmly planted halfway down her throat, she had no choice but to swallow it all down. As she finally brought her head up, it created a web or cum stretched between her mouth and his cock.
“April, I’m so sorry, I…”
He was shushed as her arm reached up to press her finger against his lips. She grabbed the corner of a blanket on the back of the couch and wiped her face off.
“Its fine” she smiled
She shuffled up to lie atop him, titillated by the brushing of his body hair across her breasts and stomach. She pressed her nose to his cute pink one, nuzzling it in eskimo kiss. He pressed further up, once again intimately reintroducing their lips and tongues. After another few minutes of making out and snuggling, they flipped their positions so he lay upon her; he shuffled down and began to align himself. Suddenly a wave of anxiety began to run through her mind, the same words echoing over and over.
“A rat is about to fuck me; do I really want to be fucked by a rat”
His smaller furry body hovered over her and yet seemed intimidating and larger. She was still hesitant, even as she clenched and shivered as his thick cock entered her pussy. However, all her fear melted away when she looked into his dark eyes looking down at her; his eyes, so full of wisdom, experience and caring. His head rested between her bosoms as he thrust in and out of her, both crying out together with each one. Shed wrapped her arms and legs around him, holding his small fuzzy body tight. He began to thrust faster and harder, making both their bodies jerk as one.
“Oh april, april o neil, I have desired you since the first moment I saw you”
In the midst of their sexual frenzy she realized she didn’t share that sentiment.
“I’m so glad” she smiled
Their bodies tightened and clenched each other’s, nails digging into fur and flesh as they reached their limits and cried out in carnal passion. She thought she would burst at feeling his cock swell and thicken inside her before empting. They held each other tight, quaking and breathing heavy for endless seconds as the ecstasy seemed to never end. She felt his seed deep in her, warming her to her core. He began to dot loving kisses all over her chest and neck while she affectionately tussled his ears and ran her fingers through his grey fur.
After a moment she was shocked to find herself flipped and propped on the couch cushions on her hands and knees. Before she could protest or ask what the rats intentions were, she quivered as she felt the heat of his breath, either from his mouth or nose, spread around her nether regions. She then jumped at the sudden feeling of something pressed against her puckered ass hole.
“May I?” he asked
“By all means” she giggled
Splinter did have a hidden appreciation for pleasuring of the anus and admired hers. The area around it darker and more prominent against her normally pale skin and her tight hole encircled by come long, untouched auburn hairs. Given his own appearance, he hardly found a women’s body hair unpleasant and suddenly realized he’d yet to check her armpits for any signs of sexy stubble. His wet nose forced itself in, savoring her dirty, sexual scent before being claimed by his tongue.
“oh, you dirty rat”
“he, I used to despise that quote but I might like its new meaning” he thought
He lapped and tasted her dirty innards; his tongues reaching deeper, tighter depths than a human man could. She clawed and tugged at the couch, overwhelmed, her senses almost blurred as she was driven crazy in a way like never before. She felt her lower body begin to numb as she felt the impending approach of another orgasm when there was the sudden sensation and tug of his tongue pull out.
“no, not yet” she pleaded pathetically, barely above a coo
She was interrupted as she felt a firm weight on top of her body. The rat perched himself behind her, ready to enter in a true mating style; doggie style was a position much more natural to creature like him. She audible cried out in a fusion of pain and indescribable pleasure as he thrust his thick, furry cock into her ass all the way to his base. As he thrust, humping her full ass like a dog in heat, his furry body clung tightly to her back, draping over her like a fur coat. It would have been a curious sight, aside from the frenzied humping he looked like young koala clung to its mothers back. He even began to screech and whimper a bit just like a rat in his frenzy.
She winced and squealed from the intensity of his mercilessly fucking her ass like no man had; true though she had little experience but it was still the best experience she could remember. Finally with one final thrust as deep as he could reach, splinter came in her ass. She screamed and buried her face in the pillow. Amidst her climax she felt also pain as splinter instinctually bit down into her shoulder as he tensed and shook against her. He had yet to pull out, yet she could already feel his jizz oozing out her ass and running along her pussy lips and down her thighs. The room echoed with a sticky, gross sloshing sound of his dick popping out of her ass. There was a brief sting of pain as one of the hairs on his dick had intermingled and plucked one of the hairs around her hole as he flopped out of her, causing her to flinch.
She fell limply flat onto the couch, and he similarly on top of her. Both were breathing heavy and exhausted. She felt warm, his fur on her like a thick quilt, yet she could feel the fleshy mass of his cock pressed against her lower back, still oozing cum onto her. That gave her and idea and as soon as her strength returned, she shifted out from under him onto the floor. At her prompt, he shifted into a sitting position in the center of the couch. She squatted in front of him and took his cock into her mouth and started a rhythm of long, slow sensual sucks, savoring the savor and his clear enjoyment. The old rat reached down, both his hands firmly grasping her luxurious hair tightly as her head bobbed.
More than the pleasurable feeling, he loved the sight of her head dipping up and down on his cock, her beautiful green eyes staring up at him, full of lust. More than that, he loved the reflection of her he could clearly see in the large tv across from the couch. With the tv off, the image of her was clear; her legs spread wide as she squatted in front of him, her head bobbing, her sweaty, milky white skin and even the silhouette of her spread and dripping pussy lips. Despite always being an honorable and respectful man, he knew that, with her, he could now indulge in a more crass and provocative demeanor.
“My beautiful girl, which taste do you enjoy more? My manhood, my seed, or the taste of your own butthole”
She paused staring right into his eyes, her emotions unclear. A part of him regretting the words once they left his mouth.
“Am I truly just a gross, perverted old rat” ran though his mind
“I couldn’t say, I suppose its tie. They all taste so good mixed together”
His eyes widened and his heart skipped a beat at her response and the devilish smiled she had. Despite his love of her current position, he took hold of her shoulders pulled her up to so he might again privilege himself with her soft, delicate lips. After long moments of kissing, and his still hard shaft comfortable wedged between her butt cheeks, the two slid down into a lying down position together.
Still facing each other, they allowing their eager tongues as much time as they wished to explore the others welcoming mouth. She lapped at his tongue and he at hers; her tongue tried to explore every bit of his strange mutant mouth, running along his sharp teeth and thick gums. He broke the kiss and ran his hands along her body, his sharp nails tracing design and characters. Unknown to her, he was figuring the symbols for words he knew in Japanese on her skin; beauty, love, heart, passion. His sharp nail encircled her nipple over and over, each loop pressing little harder, and her face contorting a bit more into pleasure at the contact. His tail began to run between the lips of her pussy, grinding back and forth slowly, looking like she was wearing a tooth floss bikini bottom.
With a slightly coy face she began to twist and turn away from him so that they were now spooning on the couch, his body heat and fur warming her back. He began to affectionately nuzzle his muzzle into her neck and lick and suck at her ear, earning some very approving coos from her. With the slightest look from her over the shoulder, he understood what she wanted. He brought one hand over her should to tenderly cup her breast. His other wrapped around her leg and lifted it up a bit, holding their. Shuffling into position, he lined his up cock with her opening, its tip poking and prodding at her wet and tender lips.
“Yes, I want this, fuck me you dirty old rat” she thought
“Please, do it” she whispered to him.
With that he thrust into her, over and over, her crying out passionately. It was a difficult task for him; their size difference and the awkwardness their position had him struggling to maintain all its aspects. Holding her leg up and staying aligned in way to both keep fucking her and holding her upper body, while still allowing the room for both their bodies on the sofa. Still they were both in ecstasy, his thrust were now slow, drawn out and deeper, their bodies rocking against each other, their deep breathing synchronized as his chest pressed to her back. She wrapped her free arm back around his neck, tugging at his fur as he stretched, pulling his head to meet hers for a kiss over her shoulder.
She began to moan, and her vision blur, feeling like she was in stupor or daze. The sounds she could hear seemed distant, almost muffled; from his aged grunts to her own absent-minded moans and the wet, gross echo of his pelvis slapping into hers. Even the other small noises about the lair, like a distant radio playing and the dripping of sewer water seemed like amplified echoes to her. She could feel every bit of his cock inside her; every vein, every switch, every hair and every detail. With every thrust into her, her own leg that he held up and spread flopped limply and his grip on her now every tender breast would tighten painfully.
She then felt overwhelmed with the quaking of her body and orgasm she knew was moments. She knew he was close too, his grip tightening further so that his nails dug into her flesh. His hair cock swelled to within her to a thickness she thought might break her. His head hell onto her should, his fir and whiskers against the sie of her face. She reached her arm around to wrap around his back. it was time; they were both ready.
“April, my april” he groaned
“Do it splinter, I want you to, cum in me, let it all into me” she cried out
With that they tightened around each other’s bodies and in a singular cry of passion reached their most intense. Aprils body began to twitch and convulse randomly and her vision went white as she reached a level of pleasure she’d never thought possible. Splinter’s small furry body wrapped around hers like a babe to its mother as his pelvis twitched, filling her depths with more cum than he thought his body could ever produce and more pleasure he thought one of his age could feel. April mind and world blurred and she swore she blacked out for the briefest time.
For long minutes they stayed as they were, spooning and intertwined, the old rats arms wrapped around her lovingly, one pointed nail innocently encircling her nipple again. She absent-mindedly had her hand reached back and was flopping his ear down over and over, like a cat playing with its favorite toy. She looked down and saw the fleshy mass of his flaccid but still large cock planted between her closed thighs, limply hanging over her leg and still dripping cum onto the sofa cushion. Somehow, she could feel nervousness within him that she strangely did not share. Indeed with the heat having past, splinter was no being hammered with shame and regret for his actions, for his perverted advances on the innocent young women.
“I never thought the greatest, most passionate sex I’ll ever have…would be in a sewer” she laughed
She felt the deep breath of relief from his chest through her back.
“My sons will likely return from their patrol soon”
“Yeah, you’re right. We should probably order a few pizzas for when they get back”
After a few more minutes of cuddling and embrace they broke form it and began to clean themselves, the mass of their various juices left about and redress. All the sweat and mixed fluids that had stuck to her body made her jumpsuit and boots hard to get back on. The empty lair seemed to amplify the awkward silence that hung in the air.
“april…april I am sorry to take advantage of you and…”
His apology was silenced by her bending down to press her lips to his. To her surprise, he dropped to his knees and bowed his head to the floor in a traditional sign of respect.
“April o neil, I have desired you since the moment I first saw you, since that day my dear sons brought you into my house. And yet my attraction…and love for has only grown since that day. I feel I must confess these feelings to justify my actions. I know I am just a perverted, foolish, very old rat; and that the great difference in our bodies and minds and age are great, but could you ever….”
Her was shocked to feel her hand on his shoulder and came up to see her kneeling before him. She pressed her lips to his in kiss not born of passion or lust, but of pure, unashamed love. She broke it to look in his dark eyes with a genuine smile.
“Splinter, I love you too, with all my heart. I don’t care that you’re a rat, I don’t care that you’re old enough to be my grandfather. I love you and I know now that all this time I’ve spent with the turtles was meant to bring us together. You’re wise, you’re strong, you’re caring…and you can fuck like no man I could ever fantasize. I want to be with you, for as long as we can, in lust and in love, if you’ll have naïve, ditzy new York gal”
They both stood together and kissed before holding each other in tight hug that neither wanted to ever break. She placed tender kisses along his furry neck and snout until again their lips met. Their tongues again became bold and overly friendly. Their saliva and tongues intermingling and threatened to reignite the flames of desire anew and they broke apart. Breathing heavily and looking into each other’s eyes, lost and unsure what to do next.
“oh fuck it all, one for the road” she said
With that she suddenly dropped to her knees and slipped her head under his robe. The old rat was rather surprised and confused until shaking and clenching at the realization as she began to suck his now alive cock again. Its taste, his scent, she somehow already missed it, mad even more special that it was now hers and hers alone. Splinter had to balance his weight on his cane as his knees weakened. His rope bulged in and out awkwardly as her hidden head bobbed; a very odd sight. She held his waist tight, grasping the fur as her sucking quickened, with her taking it as deep into her throat as she could. Finally the rat grunted out, his old body shaking as he came in her mouth. He wondered how after so much he could still have any seed left in his body; was it just her influence on him.
She finished with a few more slow, drawn out sucks, all the way to his base, savoring his flavor and leaving nothing left. Almost like a kiss good bye in her mind. Her head reappeared from under his robe and she stood up, some mess of cum still smothered around her lips. She locked her hand with his as they both smiled before she turned to leave.
“until out next meeting, my love” he smiled
She turned halfway back, blowing a goodbye kiss with a genuine loving look, before also pulling open part of her top to flash one of her large pale boobs, her areola still red from his constant stimulation.          The taboo, unspoken affair of love and lust between the young human women and her old mutant rat carried on for many months, sometimes easily and other times under very risky circumstances. There was always the risk of the turtles finding out, the worry of being caught varying with every act of affection, both innocent and carnal. April was far more willing to push their luck, enticing or pleasuring poor splinter when in close proximity to the turtles for the sheer thrill of the risk. The turtles might be watching tv, playing video games or eating while their father was getting his cock sucked not but a room away or their close human friend was carrying on a seemingly innocent conversation while a dirty old rat was fingering one of holes. There was always the playful trick trick of “oh no, some pizza cheese/sauce dripped on me” from her and an innocent seeming “oh, I’ll help clean it” from him, with the turtles apparently being none the wiser to their sexy shenanigans.
Whenever the turtles would leave to fight evil, patrol, train or, on occasion, answer a bogus emergency april had falsified, she and splinter would be left to enjoy each other’s company, in whatever way they pleased. Splinter also became more outgoing in their relationship, regularly making “house calls” to april apartment for their sexual interludes. He had grown fond of fucking her in her shower, on her roof, but none more than when they could lie, fuck and lovingly embrace in her own bed; the one place they could feel untouched and at peace. One of their more recent acts of intimacy was one splinter never knew he’d ever partake in. He did not even know what a “golden shower” was until, inspired by his sewer home, his dear april requested the shocking act. He lovingly obliged her, covering and drenching her in his pungent streams to her delight. She described how surprisingly intense and addictive a mutant rats piss could be to the senses, and she savored it.
At present he found lair curious empty and quite, unsure of where his sons had gone. He was alone in his room, tending to a banzai tree and longing for the body of his beloved when he heard some soft jazz music begin to play at random. He turned to the door way to see the silhouette of said body in the door way. He saw april discard what looked like a long trench coat and walk into the light. She proudly displayed her alluring body wrapped in only a full body garment of fishnet and high heels on her feet. Splinter affection and arousal were quick to take flight.
April marched up to convenient sewer pipe that ran from the ceiling to the floor of his room like a pole. With not a single word and the most enticing, predatory look on her face, she proceeded to swing, grind, dip and dance around the pole like the most talented, effortless stripper that ever lived. Her large tits bounced and flung about, barely contained by the fishnets thin strands. Always enjoying when his partner showed off her body for him, he reclined a bit on his floor pillow, allowing his hard cock to stick out of his open robe, its tip already oozing a steady stream of pre-cum. She slid down with her back against the pipe into a spread leg squat, showing everything for her furry man.
She stood back up and turned to hold onto the pole, stuck her rear out towards splinter and proceeded to bounce and twerk her ass mere inches from his face.
“Go ahead, I know you want to” she looked back over her shoulder with a smile.
With the ok he proceed with a firm hard spank to both her butt cheeks, her crying out to the pleasurable pain as he continued, harder and harder. She turned to lean her back against he pole, presenting her wet pussy as she began to rub and play with her wet lips for his viewing pleasure. She was sunfused when splinter suddenly rose to stand, and with a katana is hand. In blur the rat swung his arm in flurry of unseen strikes that made her recoil, expecting some sort of pain. She however felt a sudden freeness of her body as she looked to see he had masterfully cut apart her skimpy garment, which fell from her pale skin to the floor is scattered strands.
“oh, well” she smirked
She watched as the rat set the sword down gently and she aided him with the removal of his robe. Their lips and tongues met sensually; all the while her hand began to encourage his twitching cock. She stepped away, walking slowly and seductively, swaying her hips, towards his modest cot, looking over her shoulder with a sly looking, knowing how much he enjoyed watching her. She crouched down onto her hands and knees, raising her rear in the air as an invitation.
Splinter sauntered over slowly with a content smile at her display. He kneeled behind her yet let his hands first wander, rubbing and caressing as much of her delicate, beautiful body as he could. She sing-song hummed in excitement as he hot-dogged her pussy, rubbing and grinding his cock’s full length against her wet lips, making them tingle with the feel of the hair partially covering it. However, he then spun her to lie on her back, her thick thighs against his chest with his arms wrapped around them and her lower legs bent to rest on his shoulders. With a shared moan he pushed into her pussy to his base, savoring the feeling of her before beginning to thrust hard, over and over.
His body hunched slightly over hers, allowing his legs rp slightly prop up and give him better driving power as he pummeled her womb.
“spli…splinter, hun, do that thing I like” she said breathlessly
Abiding his women in the way she liked, the tip of his prehensile tail slithered to its target, the tip of which entered into her tight asshole. With a mind of its own, the tip wriggled around within her depths, hitting every nerve ending and pleasure point possible. He felt her body clench and her her pleasure multiply with the double penetration she had come to love so much. He did love this position so much, allowing his to view his love so intimately; her innocent pussy lips as his cock slid in and out, her large breats flapping freely, and the look of escstacy and love on her face as she looked up at him. So comfortable were they now in their love making that they could even carry on anormal conversation.
“I wonder where the boys have gone to, I have not seen them in some time” he said aloud between grunts
He did not see it but she smiled deviously, and pulled him down slightly to whisper to his ear.
“I think their busy…fucking the shit out of irma, all together” she whispered with a smirk
“They what, why…how?” he struggled to comprehend
“You were right, they were teen boys with urges that needed sating. And Irma…oh irma, well I love her but plainly, she’s a nerdy, hyperactive little train wreck of a girl with the untouched horniness of a coked up bunny rabbit. Me and her have slept together plenty of times while single and even I couldn’t satiate her libido. If there was ever a women I knew who would take four green teenage turtle dicks at once, it’s her. Well her and my sister”
“But april, she is your friend, why would you set her up like this?”
“Set up….pleeeeease, both parties were more than willing. The turtles and her needed an outlet for their sexual urges, and I gave them all one. I’ve even walked in on them a few time sin the last couple weeks”
A small spark of the deep dark perversity was in flamed in the old rat. He began to slow his thrust pace to draw out their pleasure and nibble at the thighs.
“tell me” he beckoned
She smiled, happy he was as enthralled as she had been.
“Oh the first time after I introduced them was like a dirty fairy tale. They were all talking and laughing, then the double entendres and sexy talk, then all the touching and groping began. I decided to leave but by the time I was, she was naked and on the floor between all four of them, circulating between all their big green cocks. She didn’t even come into work the next day…told me she was so sore she couldn’t walk. Last night I went over to her apartment for us to watch our favorite show, and found the bodies of the turtles all wrapped around her in the middle of her living room. She didn’t even get fully undressed, still in that ugly sweater and droopy skirt thatw as hiked up, socks and sneakers till on loosly. Raph was underneath, thrusting up into her; both Donnie and mikey huddled close, both their cocks squeezed into her tight ass together. Leo was kneeled in front of her, thrusting his dick hard into her dripping, drooling mouth; I could even see its bulge moving back and forth in her throat. She barely acknowledge that I was even there, only waving weakly as a sign of “I’m busy”.
“Oh…my sons…I should be concerned, but oh how they…do their father proud” he grunted while thrust. Picking up his paste again
“I positive that’s what all four of them are probably doing right now; your honorable, heroic ninja sons, gangbanging a weak frail human girl. Fucking her mercilessly, over and over, in every possible position; and she loves it”
“My love, your deviant mind is utterly unrestrained” he gawked
“And you love it” she smiled as she nuzzled into the fur of his chest
“I suppose I do” he smiled
His body fell onto hers and they clung tightly as he thrust in and finally came in her, rocking against her soft skin. Her legs jerked and kicked as her orgasm shook her to her core before tightly wrapping around the rat lover. The warm feeling of his oozing cock inside her was the only feeling she needed in her life now. They lied there, intertwined and exhausted, her playing with his fur and him caressing her soft skin.
“Still…thinking of the intimacy she’s sharing with all four of the guys, I can’t say I’m not a bit jealous of the time she spends with them”
“You are an unsympathetic tease, april”
“But then again, other guys like bebop or rocksteady must be just huge in the pants I bet”
“Now you just being mean, my dear”
“I know, and that’s why you love me”
“I do…I do love you”
And he pressed his lips to hers and they kissed, writhing against each other, as always, wishing this moment would never end.
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