Toad Story [diary] [toads] [MF] [MFFF] [incest] [fiction]

**Author’s Note:** Literary license has been applied in the writing of this story. Some of the events depicted may not be factually correct in regards to toads. Most importantly, no toads were harmed in the making of this story :)

 

Dear mental diary,

I think I screwed one of my daughters yesterday. She kept calling me daddy while I banged her fuck hole really good. Don’t worry. It happened between consenting adults.

What position? Regular mating, but I went to pound town on that cunt. Nursing a sore pussy with a lazy smile on her face, she told me she’d send word when the eggs hatch, so I could see my progeny swimming about.

I told her straight up, “Girl, if you really are my daughter, you don’t want me seeing the grandkids *you’ve* given birth to. You know how fucked up that would be? Most likely, I get there and they’re all grown up – who gives a shit about some old toad anyway?”

To which she responded, “Yay! Then we can have a big family orgy to celebrate!”

Fucking kids these days. They want to do everything at the speed of light and who cares about the consequences? Eh, they’re not so different from folks in my generation. Talk about getting your dick out or putting your cunt out – we did it. But I always thought we had some, I don’t know – finesse?! This current generation is so full of dimwitted, asshole, sex maniacs! One out of every thousand hatchlings makes the effort to lead a good, decent life as an adult. That’s a tragedy.

That’s what my mother told me I’d be: a tragedy. She called me a few other choice names, but I don’t want to think about them. In the end, it didn’t really matter because I grew up and mounted her one day while she was sitting on her favorite perch near the pond. Instead of the usual, “Get the fuck out of my sight,” I got, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard!”

Yeah, I fucked her. I didn’t go easy either. I ran roughshod right through her cunt, grunting above her, calling her names like ‘whore’, ‘slut’, ‘my personal cum dump’, etc. She acknowledged all of that and said she was even more. She specifically used the words “your very own fuck toy”, “loose cunt” and some other words you, or your mother, shouldn’t say about your mother. She took my cock really good, a true pro.

It was the first time I had shot my load and I can tell you it was the best ejaculation I will ever have. The backwash was something else. There was just so much cum. The next few days everything went back to normal, except no more disrespect from my mother. She’d pat me on the head whenever she went past me. When she started spending more time in the water to get ready for egg laying, I decided it was time to go.

Life’s been good away from the old pond. Experienced a few adventures. Almost got run over by a big, fucking beast once. Looked like a big, black, ring toad with no head, no eyes, no mouth, nor limbs. Didn’t even make a sound, other than the sound of it crunching everything in its path as it rolled its way toward me. I dodged it because I’m cool. I told that story to three lovely ladies by one of those pools that pop up when it rains. They loved it, so I decided it was okay to fuck them. They loved that even more.

I got on top of the black one first because black girls just want to get fucked all night, like that song says. I knew I’d have to come back for seconds after banging the other two or she’d feel cheated. Good thing I had lots of jam to go with her sandwich. Her cunt was really good. Semen well spent. I smooched her and told her she’d be famous some day because of me. Don’t think she believed me. Neither of the girls did. But it was a good lie at the time and they enjoyed it.

The next one was brown. She liked to tell jokes all the time. They weren’t particularly funny, but damn, they became hilarious once I started pounding her hole. Her jokes came out rapid fire as I rapidly pummeled her cunny and her punch lines were screamed out at the top of her lungs. I held her in a strong grapple while we rolled around on the ground, laughing our heads off with my cock pumping its potent load deep into her baby box.

I had barely disentangled myself from brown hottie when the diva of the trio, a yellowish babe, pounced with surprising speed and pinned me down on my back.

“Nice foreplay,” I said, trying to put the spin on her, but she maintained her downward force, keeping me pinned as I was. “Uh, wow, heh, er, you’re stronger than most women.”

“That’s what all the men say,” she coo’ed in a singsong voice, blinking her lovely eyes at me. “Now you just relax the way you are and I’m going to show you a really good time in my own unique way.” Looking around, she said, “Girls, grab his legs and hold them down.”

My eyes almost popped out. “Wait, what?!”

“Relax, baby. It’s just sex,” she sang.

“Wait a minute now, just fucking wait! This is not cool,” I protested as hotties black and brown pinned my legs down. I tried to kick out to make them let go of me, but they put their full weight on either leg. I was completely at their mercy now, watching with rising dread as yellow babe put a finger on my penis, pushing it one way then the other. She curled her finger and suddenly flicked it out, striking my dick.

“Ow! What the heck are you doing?” I screamed, powerless to stop her.

“Trust me, you’ll like it. Maybe even love it,” she sang, changing musical notes with each phrase. I looked behind her to see her two friends rocking their heads side to side whenever she sang. These bitches are crazy, I told myself.

She wrapped her fingers around my cock and started pumping it, her eyes fixed on mine, eagerly searching for what reaction I would give her. She didn’t have to wait long. I projected shock and outrage immediately.

“Deviant psycho bitches! Stop that, just stop it right fucking now!” I yelled.

“You’re seriously not enjoying this new thing?” said yellow babe, a tad incredulous. “All the guys we’ve tried it on love it.”

“Yeah, like, totally love it. They come back for more and more,” said the black hottie.

“Do the thing with your tongue. He’ll love that for sure,” said the brown hottie.

My eyes went wide in horror. “No, don’t you dare touch me with your tongue!”

Yellow babe smiled wickedly, rolled out her tongue. It looked evil as hell. The thing we used for catching our food. She was going to use it on me in some reprehensible sex act. This couldn’t be happening to me. What did I do to deserve such despicable treatment? She swished it one way across her mouth and then the other. Something happened in my amphibian brain when she did this. Something *wrong*. My entire perspective on sex became fractured and light slipped into the cracks. I went emotionally blank for several seconds and my intellect took over full control. I was blinking rapidly as the neuro-chemistry of my brain got re-wired at a surprisingly quick rate. It took me a while to realize that I was groaning, not in pain, but in pleasure.

“Ohhh, ohh, what’s going on?” I looked around as if I had just woken up and didn’t know where I was. Then I saw yellow hottie’s head bobbing above my nether region, her tongue wrapped around my cock, sliding up and down, beautiful eyes fixed on me.

Black babe cocked her head. “Um, I think… I think he’s starting to enjoy it.”

“Wohoo,” cheered brown babe. “That’s our boy!”

Yellow hottie’s tongue quickly wrapped itself around my cock in the opposite direction and she continued bobbing her head over me, pumping my fuck meat for all it was worth.

“That… ohhh, that is… ohh fuck, it’s so fucking hot!” I said, acknowledging what my mind had been telling me for the past minute. This was a totally knew pattern of thinking thanks to the re-wiring of my brain these girls had done to me. What came next was incredible. It rivaled the sensation I felt when I first shot my load inside my mother.

I saw my cock expand slightly as a jet of cum shot up yellow babe’s tongue and splattered her face, covering one of her beautiful eyes completely. I fired two more loads as equally as strong and a fourth one that was weaker, only reaching her lower lip. She squeezed my cock, milking it of any remaining cum. When she was satisfied, she smoothly unwrapped my cock and withdrew her tongue.

She got off of me. Her two friends got off my legs as well. They looked at me as if I were a new creature they had never seen before, and in some way, I was. I had been changed. Improved.

I recovered in a matter of minutes. I was young and virile. I asked them what else they knew that they could show me. In response, yellow babe flipped me on my back again. This time she didn’t need assistance from her pals. She reached down and guided my cock into her cunt, pressed me down with her forelimbs and started fucking my cock in this strange, new position, bobbing her rear section up and down on me. I was baffled and thrilled at the same time. Wow! How did they discover this?

I shot a strong load up into yellow hottie’s cunny, groaning in total pleasure as she gyrated her body above me. Brown babe told jokes while her yellow pal and I were fucking. Black hottie was getting itchy. I told her I wanted to scratch that. When I recovered, I did what her yellow friend did to me. I laid her on her back, got on top of her, looked down and guided my cock into her juicy hot cunt. I fucked her hard and fast, climaxing in a primal amphibian cry of ecstasy. When it was brown hottie’s turn, I had her lay on her side and did likewise, coming up behind her. I held her leg up, making a V. Sinking my cock sideways into the junction of her thighs, I went to pound town on her. She screamed when our fucking hit an orgasmic crescendo and I pumped her full of tadpole-making cum. That was the first spoon fuck ever done by toads. I made history. Total legend. Fuck yeah!

When all the screwing was said, sung and done, the three super sluts told me to hang around for the babies they were making for me. I wasn’t so crazy about that idea, so I made my excuses and left that pool.

I did find love and meaning in life eventually, if anybody ever wonders. She was an orangey brown beauty! The bumps on her back were so low, I almost mistook her for a frog. Of course, I wouldn’t have met her without first meeting her original significant other, a brown guy just like me. We were both chilling inside a rotten log beside a road (I learned what these were from this dude). He told me not to cross yet, but to wait for him to give the signal.

“I don’t think I’m going anywhere else today,” I said. “It feels so good in here. Cool, out of the sunlight, little bugs fluttering conveniently nearby. All a toad ever needed.”

He looked sideways at me. “You’ve probably never been in love then.”

“Nah, I’m good without it, thanks.”

He chuckled. “That’s what you think now, but wait until you find that someone special, who makes you feel special, not just on your own, but together with her. Oh yes, when that day comes, you’ll know what life is really about.”

I looked at him. “So what’s it about?”

“It’s about being complete. Being whole. Being one with everything and at peace. I truly realized that when I found her.”

I shrugged. “I’ve had a lot of ‘her’s in my life. The farthest I ever got with ‘her’s was learning new sex positions. Nothing really life-changing, if you ask me.”

He placed a friendly, assuring hand on my back and said, “You’ll find her someday. And I don’t want you to go looking for me to say ‘you were right’. Just keep on loving her, okay?”

“Sure, whatever, dude.”

“I see an all clear,” he said and hopped out of the shade. But then he turned to say, “If you ever find her or you just get lonely and want to hang out with good folks, come see me and my girl.” He told me where they resided and hopped toward the road. He should have stopped to look again after talking to me. It was a brain slip. I don’t think he saw it coming. The big, black, ring-shaped beast flattened him in an instant and was gone and so was he.

That was the first time I ever got emotional, as in, sad. But I got over it soon. Then I remembered that someone was waiting for him, so I got sad again. And this time, I didn’t get over it so quickly. Maybe because she was still alive and would miss him and most likely be sad, whereas he was gone. Just a memory. That was all she would have now. A memory. She deserved to know, at the very least, what happened to him.

I found her exactly where he told me she would be. It was a beautiful, slowly flowing creek. Bugs were plentiful and the temperature was perfect. Lots of places to take shelter when the sun came out. I noticed a large number of males were out before I noticed her idling on the muddy bank. She was waiting for him. I went towards her, but was blocked by several males. She noticed the activity and turned. She must have thought I was him because she quickly hopped up to the males blocking my way and told them to scatter.

“I’m not him,” I said.

“I can see that, although there are similarities,” she replied. “What happened?”

I told her and she cried.

When she was done, she said, “I’m not mating. I’m leaving.”

The males protested as she made her way up the bank.

“Oh, come on.”

“You can’t abstain this entire season. It will be torture.”

“One of us will mate with you, for sure.”

“I’ll gladly be the father of your children.”

One of them even burst into song, “I’ve been waiting for a girl like you to come into my life.”

“I’ll mate with you.” The words left my mouth. No emotion, just instinct. It was mating season, I was horny, and she was a damn fine female.

She stopped her upward trajectory and turned to look at me. “You look a lot like him. It’s really tempting for me, but I want more than just a fuck session to make babies. And I don’t think you can give that to me.”

“I’ve never loved anyone, but he told me he loved you and now that I see you, I want to love you too. I’ll be one with you. We can be together the way you were together with him. You can teach me, I’ll learn.”

Not a sound could be heard. All of nature at that creek waited for her response.

She hopped back down to where I was. She looked into my eyes closely for a long time and then said, “Meet me at the water.” She hopped further down and I heard a splosh. I went after her and paused just before the water. “What’s the matter?”

“I’ve never mated in the water before.”

She laughed and beckoned me in. I went in after her and my instinct took over. I mounted her smoothly as she remained afloat among grass growing up out of the water near the bank. Her cunt was so welcoming, but this wasn’t going to be that simple, and strangely enough, I was happy about that because it meant I would learn more and experience something more.

I felt the eyes of the other males on me, but they soon became occupied with mating as more females arrived at the creek. Meanwhile, my mate told me her life story and about her time spent with her first love. It was a great, sweet tale. I held her firmly while I fucked her and listened to her tell it. When she finished, I told her love was a new concept for me. She then asked me to tell her my life story, which I did, not ceasing my ardent thrusts into her cunny.

She listened very well and when I finished, she said, “Promise me you won’t leave me. Promise me you’ll stay with me.”

Doing my best to focus my thoughts while holding on to and pumping ardently into her, I said, “I promise to be with you. I’ll be with you when our children hatch. I’ll be with you when they lose their tails. And I’ll be your love and mate for the next season and the one after that, until either one of us dies. Teach me the ways of love, my love.”

Her internal muscles clenched my dick tightly when I finished speaking my vows. She said, “Fuck me. Ravage my cunt. I’m your fuck slut now and forever. Fill me with your cum and I will reward you with children and so much more!”

I gripped her and fucked her hard like I’ve never fucked anyone before. I spent myself completely in her and she brought us back to the bank where we spoke more loving things and made plans for the future.

A future that got totally fucked up the next morning when she got run over by another big, black, rolling beast. Shit fuck fuck!!

I got over it. Not completely, but most of the pain, I just put it all behind me and kept hopping on from one fuck hole to the next. I’m a very prolific fucker.

Ooh, will you look at that? Right there on the other side of the road. What a fine lady that is. She needs fucking. I’m coming, baby. Hopitty hop, here I co-wait, what’s that sound?

Splat.

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