Monday Mirage: The Hundred Orgasm Woods

It was a grey and dismal day in the Hundred Acre Woods. As she looked out her front door, Kanga could just make out Roo's head as he bounced down the path to school. She sighed and closed the door. It was another day like every other day. And, just like every other day, Kanga felt there was something missing from her life.

Kanga felt a need deep in her pocket. Not the pocket where Roo rode every day. Her other pocket. The pocket no one had ridden in a long, long time.

There has been that one, ill-advised romp with Rabbit back in January. The less that is said about it, the better. His obsession with carrots is not limited to the garden and kitchen. Not to mention his love of the word "hoe".

It had been a long time since Kanga had a regular companion in her bed. It seemed so long ago, practically another life. She had been young and wild. She and her husband, Jack, had wild sex almost every night. But, once she found out she was pregnant, he became distant. A few months later he ran off with that little wallaby from the office.

Ever since then Kanga had taken on the role of concerned mother, not just to Roo, but to the rest of the animals in the Hundred Acre Wood. She had put away the corsets and floggers. The sex toys were buried under the sexy lingerie she no longer wore. The wild woman had been replaced by the demure mother that everyone saw. But, deep down inside her, a fiery passion still burned.

She lay back on the bed and hitched up her apron. One of her paws traced a lazy circle around her sex. She was amazed at how good it felt, how wet she was, how long it had been. She idly glanced at her copy of The Kanga Sutra lying on her night stand. Oh how she longed to try some of those advanced positions. That kangaroo tail sure came in handy when it came to love making.

Her paw stroked faster and faster. The need became an ache. She needed someone inside her. Her mind drifted. Who could it be?

Pooh was the obvious choice. He was always trying to get in her honey pot. But, he was so fat. He had gotten stuck in rabbit's hole. She was horny and desperate, but she had her standards.

There was Eyore. He was always wandering around complaining, "Everyone is having sex but me." They could end their misery together. But, given how often his tail fell off, Kanga was worried his penis would break off as well. Hammering that back on would take a lot of explaining.

As cute as Piglet was, Kanga was a kangaroo, not a cougar.

There was always the guy she met on the internet. One night, Roo was having a sleepover with Piglet. She had been so desperate. She surfed the personals on Chrislist and found someone with potential. He looked like he was fun loving. His pictures made her laugh. But, when he arrived at her door, he looked at her and said, "I Can Haz Sex Now?" What a pussy he had been.

Just as she felt the first wave of the orgasm sweep over her, she heard a familiar sound. A rhythmic bouncing, just like the good bouncing she desired so much.

With her clit still throbbing, she realized what she must do.

"Tigger," she called out her front door. The bouncing feline turned and looked at her. She knew her face must be flushed. Could he tell what she wanted? No. Of course not. He was a Tigger. And Tiggers were only good for one thing. Well, hopefully two. "Won't you come in for a minute?"

"Well Ms. Kanga, that would be diddle-i-icious!" He bounced past her and in to the house. He knocked over two chairs and a stack of laundry before landing on the couch. "Nice place you've got here."

"Why thank you," she replied a bit flustered. It had been a nice place, until he arrived. "You know," she continued, settling in next to him on the couch, "you and I have something in common."

"We do?"

"Yes," she smiled. "We both love to bounce." She took one of her paws and placed it on his leg.

"Bounce?" he asked. "I didn't know you liked to bounce. I just thought you hopped." Yes. It was going to be difficult. He really was a dense one. "Anyways, I don't bounce with those," he said gesturing to his legs. He hopped off the couch and bent over. His tail stuck out long and hard in Kanga's face.

"Oh my," she gasped. "Can I... touch it?"

"Oooh hoo hoo! Of Course you can!"

She reached out a tentative paw and touched it. It was long and hard. She could feel it throbbing with power. She felt the ache between her legs grow stronger. She grabbed it and started to gently stroke the tail.

"Do you like that?" she cooed.

"Well, kind of. But I really like to bounce faster and harder than that."

"I like it faster and harder too." She stood up and released his tail. "Come with me Tigger. I want to show you something in my bedroom."

The two of them bounded in to the bedroom. Kanga shut the door behind them. "Lay down on the bed, Tigger. I want to show you how much fun it can be to bounce on my bed."

Tigger laid back on the bed. Kanga crawled on top of him. She reached down and grabbed his penis. She stroked it a few times and felt it grow hard underneath her. Tigger began to make like he was going to speak. "Shhhh. Don't," she said. She moaned as she positioned his now hard member at her opening. They both moaned as she settled herself down on top of him.

She savored the sensation. His tail wasn't the only thing on him that was big and hard. After a moment or two she began to use her powerful legs to propel herself up and down on him. She bounced faster and faster. The old feelings were coming back. The pleasure. The power.

Just when she thought it could not get better, Tigger put his paws on her hips and said, "Wait. let me show you how Tiggers do this particular thingamjig." With that he shifted around and got his tail under him. "Now try it."

Kanga began to bounce once again. But this time, with Tigger's tail under them, he rose up to meet her. The sensation was incredible! The added force and pressure was bearing down on her fuzzy clitoral nub. Each thrust was bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

But, before she could reach her climax, she heard Tigger let out a ferocious roar. He erupted inside her and she felt his warm seed coat her inner walls. His eyes rolled back in his head and his dick started to go limp.

Kanga was furious. She had been so close! How could he!

Just as she was about to yell , she noticed something peculiar. While his dick was limp, his tail was still rock hard!

She stood up and rolled him over. "What are you doing?" he mumbled sleepily.

"You're not getting away that easily." She grabbed the erect tail and trust it in to her aching slit. She moaned and sunk down on it as deeply as she could. she had never had anything so big or powerful inside her. It was intoxicating! She began to raise and lower herself on the tail, fucking herself. It was a strange sensation, as the tail pulsed and moved inside her.

She felt wave after wave of orgasm crash over her. No matter how many orgasms she had, the tail never grew soft. She kept riding and riding until her legs could no longer support her. Eventually she collapsed next to Tigger on the bed. They just stared at each other in the dim light.

"Let's not tell anyone abut this," she said. "This will be our little secret."

"Fine by me Kanga darling."

"But you can come back tomorrow."

"Works for me! But I have to say, you sure bounce funny!"

Kanga watched as Tigger bounced out the door. His tail was still full of bounce and energy. She wondered how much it could take. Would it always be stiff and ready? She could hardly wait to find out.