Westfall Guest (Excerpt - Aftermath)

“Hey.”

Ben sat up in bed and heard the bedroom door close. Lily was dressed in her night gown again with a single candle in her hand. She was looking over at him with a small, guilty smile, her face looking flushed and her hair wet. Evidently she had just taken a quick bath, as she had surely been in need of one after her time spent with Marn earlier. At that moment, all he could still think about was the sight of Marn impaling her on his colossal bullcock, bouncing her up and down on it like she was a living cocksleeve. 

Not knowing what else to say, Ben replied with, “it is indeed for horses, or so they say.” 

She smirked, rolling her eyes at his trademark bad humor. Since they had married, he had made it his personal mission to annoy her with dad jokes. She set the candle onto the end table next to him and crawled into bed alongside him. He shimmied to the other side of the bed, making room for her. 

They were silent for several moments, though those were long moments that felt like an eternity. She had gently taken his hand in hers, looking into his face with a mask of concern. He had a passive expression that was impossible for her to read. For Ben, his emotions were a confusing whirlwind after the sights he’d witnessed in the barn earlier. But the longer he remained silent, the more concerned Lily looked. 

“I…” she began. “Talked with Marn.”

“Only talked?”

She shook her head. “No. We did more than talk. But I think you know that already.”

He nodded. 

There was a gap of silence between them. Finally, she could not keep quiet any longer. “Please tell me you don’t hate me, Ben,” she said softly with a frown. 

He turned back to her, now feeling quite guilty for his prior silence. His eyes widened as he cupped her dainty hand in his. “Never. I could never hate you, Lily.” 

She nodded, seeming unconvinced. “The last thing I would ever want to do is cause you pain, Ben. You’ve already been through so much. I feel as though I hurt you severely.” She softly said, laying her head in his lap. 

He gave a small half-smile, stroking a hand through her red hair. “We agreed to it together, my strawberry. You cannot blame yourself.” 

“But I was the one who did it. And I cannot bear to think that I’ve inflicted a wound in our marriage that will only fester and grow,” she said, her voice trembling. After several moments of silence, she continued, “I think… we should perhaps tell Marn to leave once he feels well enough to travel again.”

Ben shook his head. “Marn is not at fault either. It would not be fair to send him away.” 

She looked back at him, perplexed. “I am surprised to hear you say that, my love. Are you not…bothered by what I did? Not even a little bit?” 

Ben looked away from her for a moment, out the window and back at their barn, where a lone candlelight illuminated it from within. He turned back to her. “I suppose a little. But…” 

She frowned. “But…?”

He rubbed the back of his neck. “It is not an easy thing for me to admit.”

“Please, Ben!” she begged. “I need to know your true feelings on this. I’ll never forgive myself if I don’t know the truth.” 

He blushed, nodding hesitantly. “Well…the truth is…” he cleared his throat, “watching you and Marn together was one of the most arousing things I’ve ever seen.” 

Lily blushed bright red. “You…saw us?” 

Ben nodded. “I got too curious. I apologize.”

Lily covered her mouth. “Goodness. I…I cannot believe you saw all of…that!” 

“It was quite something,” Ben admitted with a laugh. 

She looked at him, shaking her head. “How can you be so…fine with this?” 

Ben shrugged. “Marn got his reward for saving me, and you got an enjoyable new experience, from the sound of it. And it’s not as if mine is working properly,” he added, looking down between his own legs.

She snuggled up against him needily, as if she never wanted to be out of contact with him again. “What did I ever do to deserve you?” 

“Smite me with that smile of yours strawberry,” he said, tweaking her chin. After a few moments he said, “So…are you going to tell me about it?”

Lily blushed nervously. “You…really want to hear this?”

Ben nodded. “I asked, didn’t I? Call me some kind of deviant if you want to, but I am curious.” 

She laughed, seeming to relax now that he had made it clear that he was open-minded about this, even after having witnessed the reality of it firsthand. “Well…it hurt at first.” 

He smiled. “I can imagine. He really stretched you open, didn’t he?” Ben’s hand slipped beneath her gown and he tentatively touched a finger to her pussy. It still felt swollen from the stretching and subsequent mating it had taken from such a thick, long bullcock. 

Lily winced. “Don’t, Ben. It’s…embarassing. And I’m still sore.”

“Sorry,” Ben said with a guilty smile, pulling his hand away. “And then?”

“And then it…started to feel good. Very good. He was very gentle. But so strong. I felt like I was flying, like I was weightless in his grip. But…”

“But…?” 

Lily rolled her eyes. “The stretching, and the mess he made inside me afterward,” she groaned with a laugh. “Mating with a tauren is sure not easy. When you used to, you know, put your thing inside me, I loved the feeling of you inside me, but it was much easier to handle and less fuss afterward. With Marn it was more intense, but more of a struggle too. Do you understand what I mean?”

“I do.” Under other circumstances, Ben might have taken offense. Like if she had slept with another human man. But given that this was a tauren they were talking about - a male with such drastic anatomical differences - he could only agree with the logic. “And how is Marn?”

“He is sleeping,” Lily giggled. “I think I exhausted him.” She then frowned. “There was a bit of guilt too. I spoke with him, and he did not like the idea of betraying you. I told him it was your idea, but I could see that he was still conflicted. He had begun seeing you as a friend, Ben.”

Ben nodded with a frown. “I will speak with him on the morrow.” He leaned over to kiss his wife on the head. “Come, we should get some rest as well.” 

Lily yawned. “Mmhmm.” She looked up at him with one eye open. “Ben?”

“Ya strawberry?” 

“I love you. I love you so much.”

He smiled and kissed her on the lips before he snuggled up against her, resting his head against hers on the pillow. “I love you too, darling.”