“Oh, Lucas,” she gasps, laughing against your lips. “I want you to cum. Will you take me from behind and cum inside me? Can you do this for me?”
“For you,” you say, kissing her a final time before sliding your cock from the exquisite heat of her slippery cunt. She stares at you with lidded pleasure and rolls slowly onto her hands and knees. Her ample, creamy ass is glorious and her plump pussy glistens beneath the silky gold of her pubic hair. You lean down and plant a kiss on her left buttock before kneeling behind her and guiding your cock to the heat of her pussy.
“Yessss,” she hisses, pushing back and impaling her steamy cunt on the aching steel of your cock.
You grab hold of Theora’s shapely ass and plunge your cock in and out of her clutching cunt. You lean your shoulders back, enjoying the view of her ass bouncing against your hips and her tight pussy swallowing up your cock. Your hips do all the work and your firm grip on her ass keeps her from pulling away on a stroke. You let the momentum build, hammering her faster and faster as her tits swing beneath her and her wings spread.
“Ohhhhhh Lucas,” she cries. “I am going to cum again.”
“Cum for me,” you grunt. “Cum for me and I will cum inside you.”
The room is full with the sound of slapping flesh and the lewd, wet slurp of her pussy swallowing your cock with every stroke. You slide your hands to her slender waist and grip her tighter, leaning into her and pounding your cock deep. Her pretty pink asshole tenses and she throws back her head, her golden mane spilling over her shoulders as her wings snap wide open.
Her entire body seems to radiate a faint golden light as she wails, “Yesssss!”
You feel the sudden heat and squeeze of her tight pussy. The grip is too much and you are pulled over the edge, your pleasure surging and cum firing powerfully into her hot, slippery pussy. You time your thrusts to the spurts of your seed, pouring your cum into the velvet heaven of Theora’s angelic cunt. She wails your name again and again, back arched and wings spread wide as she pushes back again and again onto your jerking cock.
The pleasure recedes, the glow dims, and you slide your cock from her cream-stuffed pussy. You roll off her and fall beside her on the bed, still panting with exertion. She smiles sweetly, her alabaster face flushed as she leans over and kisses your lips. You share a hot, weary kiss as your cock wilts.
Theora nuzzles against you, her head on your chest and her soft curves pressing against your naked flesh. She strokes your muscular shoulder with her delicate hand.
“You have grown into a hero,” she murmurs. “When you were chosen, I thought it was a mistake, but I see it all now. Your power is dark and deep, Lucas LeBlanc.”
“I am what you made me, Theora,” you say, though even as you pay her the compliment, you do not believe your words.
“No,” she softly murmurs. “You have been tested, again and again, and you have proven you are worthy.”
You slip off to sleep with Theora in your arms and awaken, seemingly moments later, to her softly kissing your lips. Daylight is streaming through the small window and you hear a murmur of voices outside. You meet her kiss and part your lips. She pulls back quickly with a sour look on her face.
“Your breath is disgusting,” she says.
“You love it,” you reply, reaching for her and pulling her back. She is dressed, but you can still feel her ample curves beneath her gossamer gown. She squeals and laughs and kicks as you kiss her neck and fondle her breasts until her nipples stiffen through her gown.
“Stop it,” she cries, finally pulling away from you. “Stop! Enough! I should have kicked you awake!”
“So why did you kiss me?” You ask, propping yourself up in the bed and giving her a questioning look.
“I thought it would be nice, that we, you know… OH! Lucas LeBlanc! I hate have feelings for you.” She shoves you onto your back and prods a finger into your chest. “We will pretend like last night did not happen. It is vital to your success in Kazadar.”
“But how can you forget the way I made you cum?” You ask, pushing your limits with her.
Too far. Theora smacks you across the face hard enough that light flashes in your eyes for a moment.
“The caravan is waiting,” she snarls. “Get your clothes on and come with me.”
She storms out of the room to wait in the hall. You pull on your desert robes, rub the sore spot on your cheek, and join her in the hall. Theora leads you through the sandstone corridors of Toad’s fortress and out to the waiting caravan.
Various traders from Toad’s operation have gathered more than a dozen lowing sand shufflers. The hump-backed reptiles have wide shoulders and four thick legs. Their backs are draped with woven saddles and hung with baskets and bags containing goods for trade in Kazadar. Theora walks with you to the front of the caravan and pats the back of the sand shuffler.
“This one is yours,” she says. “I’ll take the one behind. Saleen is taking the lead.”
You look up at the sand shuffler at the very front of the caravan. The diminutive warrior woman is wrapped from head to toe in layers of light tan cloth. She pulls the cloth down from her nose and mouth and smiles.
“Good morning to you, Lucas,” she says and adds a wink. “Are you ready to see the splendors of the Sea of Sand?”
“No,” you say, miserably, struggling onto the back of your sand shuffler.
“It is a long journey to Kazadar,” says Saleen. “Perhaps we will become friends.”
Gripping the woven reins of the sand shuffler, you find Saleen’s optimism very misplaced. The warrior woman clucks and her beast rises higher from the sandy ground and sets out from the courtyard. You try to imitate the sound she made and your beast rises and nearly knocks you from its back. Clinging to the meaty hump of the sand crawler, you embark on your journey to Kazadar.
CONTINUE >
Command them to pleasure each other
Lela and Efira kiss and caress you gently, so eager that you have to resist the urge to throw them on their backs and plunder their pussies with your straining cock. But you do resist this urge and are so taken by their exotic desert beauty that you want to see more.
“I will watch,” you declare, leaning back among the cushions. “Pleasure each other. Hold nothing back.”
“Oh? Master Lucas wishes pleasure of each other,” says Efira, turning her attention to Lela.
“We must give him show,” coos Lela, smiling as she leans over to kiss her voluptuous fellow concubine.
“Yes, just like that,” you murmur. “Kiss each other. Just like that, isn’t it nice?”
“Oh, yes, master,” moans Lela. “Her lips very soft.”
“Soft as yours,” murmurs Efira, leaning in for another kiss.
As you watch, their lips part and their tongues begin a slowly, sensual dance by the light of the moon. Their soft breasts press together as they move closer, embracing with increasing passion. They moan into the kiss, tongues making lewd, wet sounds and lips smacking with each kiss. They seem drawn together, tighter and tighter, legs intertwined and beautiful naked flesh squeezing softly.
Efira pushes Lela back among the cushions and they giggle as they kiss and begin to grind their bodies together. Lela’s hips move as she thrusts her bare cunt against Efira’s thighs, their breasts squeezed tightly together, their tongues tangling in a heated embrace.
“Pleasure her, Efira,” you command. “The poor girl is begging for it.”
Efira breaks the kiss and looks at you with her body arched atop Lela’s and her thigh between Lela’s legs.
“Pleasure Lela with fingers?”
“With your tongue,” you command.
“Ooooh, thank you, master,” moans Lela. “Her tongue is so wonderful.”
“Yes, I will pleasure her flower,” says Efira, kissing her way down Lela’s ample body and parting Lela’s shapely thighs wide so you can see what Efira is doing.
Efira’s tongue shines wetly in the moonlight as she begins to teas
e Lela’s delicate flower. Lela moans and tangles her fingers in Efira’s black hair. Efira moans and laps at Lela’s clit. She thrusts her tongue into Lela’s parted folds and sucks softly at those velvet petals. She tongues Lela with deft enthusiasm, eliciting moans and gasps as the blonde concubine fondles her own breasts and plucks at her pink nipples.
Watching Efira pleasure Lela is enough to inspire you to unbutton your trousers and begin wanking your cock. The two concubines look over expectantly, but you simply command them, “Continue.”
Efira ducks her head and returns her eager tongue to Lela’s cunt. The beautiful blonde squeals with delight, her shapely thighs squeezing Efira’s head as she bucks and grinds against Efira’s face. You wank yourself to their beautiful writhing bodies, their cries of pleasure and the lewd wet sounds Efira’s tongue makes as she laps at Lela’s.
“Oh, yes! Master, may I cum?” Lela gasps, looking to you for affirmation.
“Not yet,” you groan, wanking your cock faster and edging yourself, your ball tightening and your cum threatening to explode.
“It is so good! Please! Let me cum!” Lela cries, clutching the back of Efira’s head and bucking against her face.
“Not yetttt,” you growl, pleasure tight in your abdomen and your cock on the verge of bursting. You wank yourself furiously and cry, “Now!”
“AHHHHH!” Lela wails and arches so dramatically she nearly pushes Efira away. She bucks hard, her plump breasts heaving and jiggling and her beautiful face contorted in the ecstasy of her climax.
You explode in hot, milky streams that burst from your cock and splash your lap, spilling down your cock and over your hands like so much molten wax. You pump your spurting manhood to the fleshy ecstasy on display before you, milking out every drop and panting with relief as you finally sink back into the cushions.
“Oh, master,” coos Lela, “You make big mess.”
“Yes, very big,” agrees Efira as she crawls towards you.
The girls crawl over your legs, their heavy breasts dangling against your thighs as they lean their faces down and began to lap up your cum like kittens lapping at spilled cream. They wiggle their plump asses and moan with lust as they lick and slurp up the cum you from your loins. You groan as Efira begins to lick at your cock, causing it to stir. Lela tongues your bollocks, lapping up the last of your spilled spunk.
“You taste good, master,” says Efira, giving your cock a wet-lipped kiss.
“Yes, yummy good,” says Lela excitedly. “We need more.”
Lela climbs up your body, kissing your lips and then pulling your face down to her soft breasts. You cannot resist them, you fondle and kiss and lick them, inhaling her sweet perfume. You feel Efira begin to suck your cock, but it is only a tease for things to come as she rises and turns away from you, guiding your cock between the plump cheeks of her ass and squeezing it in that warm valley. You do not penetrate her, but your cock is nestled between her cheeks as she begins to move her hips. Lela demands your attention again, feeding a pink nipple into your mouth and urging you to suck.
“MMmmmmmm!” You cry, enjoying the soft friction of Efira’s ample ass rubbing your cock.
“Master likes you, Efira,” giggles Lela.
“Yes, cock is very big,” gasps Efira, bouncing her ass up and down your swollen length, riding your dick between her cheeks.
Lela kisses your lips once more before kissing her way down your body. She slides your cock from between the cushions of Efira’s golden ass and begins loudly and messily sucking your manhood. While she does this, Efira wets her fingers and reaches back to push them into the tan wrinkle of her anus. She looks at you with her exotic, honey-brown eyes and moans, “I want you fuck in the ass. Please, master.”
“Lela had better warm you up a little,” you say, pulling Lela’s mouth off your cock with a wet pop.
Lela looks from you to Efira’s ass and giggles gratefully. “Yes, I put tongue there first.”
Lela continues to stroke your cock as she leans over and begins to tongue Efira’s clenching wrinkle. Efira moans as Lela begins to lick and reaches a hand back to cradle Lela’s blonde hair. Efira holds Lela against her ample ass, pleasure on her pretty face as she thrusts her cheeks back against Lela.
“Oh, yes, her tongue is in the ass,” moans Efira. “So good. So warm!”
“Nnnnnnnn!” Lela cries from beneath Efira’s smothering cheeks.
Lela’s hand on your cock and the raunchy sight of Lela enthusiastically eating Efira’s round bottom sends you over the edge. You feel the cum rising in your cock and quickly gasp, “Put it in! I’m going to cum!”
Lela pulls out her tongue and guides your cock to Efira’s spit-lubed anus. Efira bites her lower lips as she sinks down onto your cock, stretching her hot ring around your manhood as you surge and explode inside her. Her ass rides down to the hilt of your cock as your spurt again and again into her tensing ass. She leans back against you, kissing you over her shoulder as you reach around to fondle her soft, heavy breasts and brown nipples. You jerk your hips, pumping every last drop into her ass.
“Ohhh, master, I feel the seed in ass,” she gasps, squeezing you with her ass and coaxing out another weak spurt.
“Now we make you hard again,” says Lela, crawling beside you. “I want cock in ass.”
The night’s pleasures have only just begun. They caress, licking, suck, and pleasure you in ways that not even Morelle or Oola could invent. Their bodies are lithe, flesh ample and yielding, and their holes always hungry for more of your cock and your cum.
You slip into a deep sleep to the warm, relaxing sensation of Lela sucking you for the tenth time, your body drenched in sweat and a smile fixed on your face. You feel yourself cumming and you are not sure whether it is a dream or really happening.
You are alone when you are awakened by a nudge from Kahad’s boot.
“Dress,” he commands and tosses you your desert robes. “Caravan wait.”
You pull on your clothes. You spy the concubines eating a breakfast. You wave to them and they do not even acknowledge your presence. You frown, but before you consider pressing the issue, Kahad gives you a shove. The hulking warrior marches you through the curtain and into the sandstone hall of the fortress, where you are met by Theora.
“I hope you enjoyed your evening,” she says with the slightest hint of acid. “Did you sleep well?”
“Um, yeah,” you say, embarrassed by her accusing, silvery-blue eyes. “I was, I mean, um, it was good.”
“Good. It is time for us to depart.”
Theora leads you through the sandstone corridors of Toad’s fortress and out to the waiting caravan.
Various traders from Toad’s operation have gathered more than a dozen lowing sand shufflers. The hump-backed reptiles have wide shoulders and four thick legs. Their backs are draped with woven saddles and hung with baskets and bags containing goods for trade in Kazadar. Theora walks with you to the front of the caravan and pats the back of the sand shuffler.
“This one is yours,” she says. “I’ll take the one behind. Saleen is taking the lead.”
You look up at the sand shuffler at the very front of the caravan. The diminutive warrior woman is wrapped from head to toe in layers of light tan cloth. She pulls the cloth down from her nose and mouth and smiles.
“Good morning to you, Lucas,” she says and adds a wink. “Are you ready to see the splendors of the Sea of Sand?”
“No,” you say, miserably, struggling onto the back of your sand shuffler.
“It is a long journey to Kazadar,” says Saleen. “Perhaps we will become friends.”
Gripping the woven reins of the sand shuffler, you find Saleen’s optimism very misplaced. The warrior woman clucks and her beast rises higher from the sandy ground and sets out from the courtyard. You try to imitate the sound she made and your beast rises and nearly knocks you from its back. Clinging to the meaty hump of the sand crawler, you embark on your journey to Kazadar.
CONTINUE
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Beg for Toad’s cum inside you
You feel so wonderfully full. You cannot bear for Toad’s massive cock to leave your pussy. You need it, throbbing and spurting, to fill you with his mighty reptilian seed. If that seed finds purchase, well, then it was destiny and you will deal with the consequences.
“Inside me,” you gasp, pushing your plush ass back against him. “Fill me with your cum, please, Grazzek!”
“Of course, my dear,” he croaks, powering his cock in and out of your pussy with bestial force. You are at his mercy as he ruts into you, claws gripping your broad hips and his cock filling you with a pleasure you could scarcely imagine before this moment.
“Yesssssss,” you hiss, tossing back your head, your dangling tits swinging with each mighty thrust of Toad’s reptilian cock.
Toad’s croaking grows louder as his strokes grow faster and more brutal. It feels as if his thrusting cock is going to saw you in two, but it feels so good the way his cock rubs against your clit that you don’t even care if he splits you in half.
Toad’s grip tightens on your hips, claws digging in deep enough to draw trickles of blood. The pleasure is too intense for you to worry about the pain. You wail, wordlessly, madly, and fuck back against him. Toad lets out a sustained croak that echoes in the throne room and you feel his cock jerk powerfully inside your stuffed cunt.
“AAAAAHHHHH!” You cry as the first burst of his seed pumps against your womb. His virile seed bastes your fertile womb and in a moment you feel a rush of euphoria as you are bred by the spunking reptilian cock. He gushes inside you again and again, his cumload overflowing your fluttering cunt and his huge cock plugging you full of his seed.
You know in an instant that you have been mated as the potent seed of the lizard man claims your womb. You will never return to life as a man. Your body belongs to Grazzek.
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