by Roxie Noir
He took the paw off of her chest, leaving her lying there, panting.
“I don’t think you can get down,” Geryon said.
“I don’t think so either,” she said, truthfully. It was a long way to the bottom of the canyon.
He sat up, looking not unlike a cat or dragon.
“Take your clothes off, then.”
Klea moved to a kneeling position, trying very hard not to look over the edge of the nest she was in and the long way down. Slowly, she undid the buckles on her breastplate, one at a time, trying to tease this lonely, horny monster.
When it was off she carefully placed her breastplate to one side and, getting into the show, lifted herself on her knees, thrusting her hips forward and lifting her breasts in both hands, jiggling them, showing them off to Geryon, who simply watched.
“Bottom too,” he said. Klea slipped one finger below the waistband of her armored skirt, and then another, running it along as her other hand caressed her breasts. She tossed her hair back and shook her hips before unbuckling that as well, removing it coyly and putting it aside, spreading her knees apart and running one hand along her upper thighs.
“Magnificent,” breathed Geryon.
Fast as lightning, his tail wrapped around her leg again and slammed her back into the ground, one leg bent awkwardly underneath her. As she was prone, his tail moved even further up, the tip coming away from her thigh, leaving the rest wrapped around it, and began to probe the slick folds of her cunt.
Despite everything, Klea felt herself grow warm, her cunt swelling in anticipation.
“You do like that,” he said. His tail probed her again, invading into her an inch or so. Klea took one hand and grabbed the tail, tried to remove it, but she failed.
Slowly, almost gently, her took one of his lion’s paws and used it to move her hand back to near her head. She tried to resist, but the monster was so much stronger than her that it was useless, and he rested his weight on her arm, his lion’s claws half out, just poking into her skin, not drawing blood but ready to rip her to shreds at any moment.
His other paw followed suit, and she was pinned down, in the next, his tentacle-like tail doing whatever it wanted to her. She felt more of it wind around her leg, leaving more free at the top as it squirmed, quite deliberately, past her clit. Klea could feel every muscle in the smooth, scaly tail, flexing and releasing, the effect intoxicating on her and nothing like anything she’d felt before. Under his sharp, heavy paws, she relaxed and moaned.
“I heard you were easy,” the human head said. “I didn’t know you’d be this easy.”
Below, his tail tightened around her leg, practically clamping her to the floor as it continued exploring her pussy, still making its way past her pussy and slowly entering her. Klea grit her teeth together so she wouldn’t moan; the thin end of his tail was coiling in on itself in a spiral, entering her that way, slithering up her channel in snakelike way until she was filled with the writhing mass.
“I also heard you like it weird,” he said.
Klea opened her eyes and tried to ignore the strange, glorious sensations she felt. “Who are you hearing this from?” she gasped. Was there some kind of monster word-of-mouth network.
“Just around,” he said.
He moved his tentacle-like tail faster inside her, rolling the coils together, squirming and spiraling and fucking her. Klea wasn’t sure if she liked it, but she’d never felt anything similar. Despite herself, she felt on the brink of orgasm, brought there by this weird monster.
“Come for me,” the head said, and Klea didn’t have a choice. His tail writhed in her cunt, drawing the orgasm out of her, filling and fucking and squeezing her as she came through her gritted teeth, determined not to make a sound as her hips bucked upwards against her will.
When she finished, the tail withdrew.
“You enjoyed that,” he said, matter-of-factly.
“Of course I did,” she said, a little angry at her body’s betrayal. “I always like orgasms.”
“Everyone does,” he said. His words had an undertone of menace to them, and Klea looked down, past the two paws pinning her shoulders to the ground, and saw it for the first time: his big, green, scaly, erection.
In that moment, she felt helpless. Against the monster, against herself. She wanted it. She wanted that green, scaled, monstrous cock buried in her, fucking her brains out. She got wet again just at the thought, and as if reading her mind, Geryon released her shoulders. Klea crawled forward on her hands and knees, past the furry part of the monster to the green, scaled part, and knelt in front of it.
The tail slithered past. It wrapped around her, pinning her arms to her sides, and Klea struggled against it. It held her down, and ever so slightly, pushed her forward, her face a little closer to the penis.
It was shaped like a human’s, at least: long and thick, with a definite head, though she didn’t see the balls, but Klea didn’t really know how dragons worked, or even monsters that were part dragon.
Carefully, she stuck her tongue out and gave the underside of it one single luck. The tail around her tightened, leaned her forward more. She gave it another lick, and another, gradually putting the head of it in her mouth, her tongue looping over and under it, turning her head this way and that to get the best angles of the odd, scaly cock.
It wasn’t too weird. The scales on it were tiny and smooth, feeling almost like human skin, or at least not that strange. Even as she moved her head down the shaft it was warm and not cold, like she’d been afraid it might be. Geryon groaned, the sound half human and half monstrous, a rumble crossed with a hiss. She heard the wings flap, once, and the body lurched forward, sending the cock to the back of her throat where she choked on it for a moment. She withdrew, sputtering.
It was just out of her mouth when the tail wrapped around her leaned her forward again, the cock going deep in her mouth, and then the tail pushed and pushed. Klea understand what it wanted, even as she panicked, and did her best to relax her jaw and throat, the iron grip of the tail not giving up.
“Mmmph!” she said. She couldn’t breathe. The tail relented for a moment and then pushed her forward again, the monster’s equivalent of putting his hands on her head and shoving her face down on his cock.
This time, it worked: Klea relaxed and swallowed and felt the head pop through her throat, easily allowing the rest of it in. The monster above sighed with pleasure and Klea felt his bulk move forward until her nose was pressed against the underside of his belly, right where the fur met the scales. Then he pulled back, his head all the way to her lips as she gasped a desperate breath before the next face fucking. With barely a pause, he plunged his cock into her mouth again, pressing hard at the opening to her throat and popping through, Klea barely able to move or to do anything at all about it.
Again, his cock stayed in her throat longer than she’d have liked, but she was tied up by his tail and helpless to do anything about it besides stay still and hope the monster came soon.
It sounded like he might.
“Swallow my cock,” he said above, mostly to himself. Klea certainly couldn’t answer, the aforementioned appendage halfway down her throat. It came out and she gasped for air before it choked her again, making the man’s head roar.
Please come, she thought. This is less fun now.
Just as she thought he might, judging by the sounds he made, he pulled out of her mouth and stayed there, his dick hovering in the air right in front of her face.
Then she felt herself released and turned, tossed face-down onto the branches that made up the bottom of the nest, and before she could do anything, talons on her legs, spreading her knees wide. Even as she pushed herself up with her hands, she couldn’t move her bottom half, only look over her shoulder.
His cock, still slimy wither her spit, hovered over her and he rubbed it along her backside, nestling it in the cleft between her buttocks.
Klea went down on her elbows, positioning her ass in the air. Thi
s was the moment she’d been waiting for, and she strained upward, offering herself to the monster.
He paused, his big lion’s laws on either side of her body, and looked down.
“I’m going to fuck you in every hole,” he said.
Klea’s pussy ached with need, wanting to be filled.
“I want your cock,” she said. It was the only thing she could think about, despite being far up a cliff with a literal monster: how that hard, scaly dick would feel inside her; whether he’d fuck her fast or slow, gentle or hard. By all indications, hard, which was fine. Klea liked it rough.
Then she felt the tip of it against her pussy lips and she prepared herself, waiting to feel it ease in, but instead it tore through her, sinking the entire shaft in one quick thrust.
“Oh!” she shouted, surprised. The force of it pushed her face into the branch-covered floor, and as she lay there, she felt one enormous paw, claws half unsheathed, come to rest on her shoulder.
He pulled out and slammed into her again, his talons pulling her legs even wider, his claws pricking her skin. Then again, and again, fucking her more forcefully than anyone had in a long time, making sure she couldn’t move at all while he did it.
Despite the force, despite the roughness, Klea felt the pressure build in her cunt, an aching need for release. Each time he plowed into her, the feeling grew, the ache deepened, and his grip on her tightened. It seemed as though the less she could move, the closer she came to orgasm, until finally, pumping in and out of her, she came in a rush, crying out even though her face was pressed into the floor, each thrust pushing her further and further down. She was helpless against him, orgasming wildly, nothing she could do about it.
As the jolts moving through her limbs subsided, his pumping slowed and then stopped as he pulled out, and for a moment of confusion, she thought he had come as well, somehow without her noticing.
Then she felt something his tail on her ass, somehow spreading the cheeks apart. His cock, slick with her juices, pushing at her back entrance.
He did say he was going to fuck every hole, she thought, still held down as firmly as ever. She thrust her hips upward a fraction of an inch. Even though she’d just come, the thought of that strange, scaly cock in her ass turned her on. She wished there was a way to watch herself fuck it.
Klea groaned as he pushed insistently, gradually pushing the head of his cock past her sphincter muscles, no matter how they resisted him. This was always the worst part, the very beginning, and against the ground she grit her teeth and got through it, until suddenly it wasn’t so bad and she could feel the head fully in her, asshole stretched tight around his cock.
Above, she heard the monster groan, a rumble going through the ground.
He kept pushing, inching more and more of his member into her until she felt the underside of his belly against her ass cheeks, and for once, he stopped for a moment, this tireless fucking force. He moved back and forth against her, his cock inside her moving up and down, and then Klea felt something poke at her cunt, as well.
It was the tail.
Again it entered her, curling in on itself, writhing and stroking, not moving in and out but not staying still either, and its squirming length filled her. She couldn’t move, partly because the monster was holding her down on the floor but partly because of the sensations flooding through her body, both orifices filled by this bizarre creature.
In her back entrance, she felt the monster’s scaly unit pull out, tentacle-like tail still twisting itself around in her cunt, and then felt it plunge back in. It felt like it had to be squashing her internal organs, making it hard to breathe, and every nerve ending in her body sizzled with pleasure. He fucked her again and again, her pleasure building with each stroke even as she felt his claws break the skin on her back, puncturing little holes just above her shoulder blades.
The monster rumbled above, a near constant now, as Klea sighed and moaned into the floor, grabbing whatever she could with such force that it broke in her her hands.
“Gods, don’t stop,” she shouted, most of her words lost in the floor.
The grip of claws on her leg tightened even further, spreading them just a little more apart, as the monster slammed his cock home once, then twice more, and Klea felt herself reached the breaking point and came uncontrollably, bucking her hips back despite her restraints, desperate for the monster to fill her up as much as he could and moaning into the floor of the nest. As she finished and lay there, gasping, she felt the monster pull out of her ass and then a warm, sticky spray shot onto her back. The tentacle-like tail in her cunt slowly unwound itself and slithered away.
Geryon, the monster, moved away from her to the other side of the nest and Klea rolled over, her legs and back bruised and sore. She could feel the pinpricks where he’d cut her with his lion’s claws, and when she touched her hand to her back, it came away covered in light green fluid. She tried to wipe it off as best she could on the floor. The monster seemed to be doing something else on the opposite side of the nest, something that didn’t involve her in the least..
Klea laid there for several minutes.
“Can you at least take me back to the ground?” she finally asked, still a little too sore to stand.
The monster looked over.
“You’re still here,” he said, half-surprised.
In the end, he gave her a ride down to where the cows were and then flew away. She didn’t know if he knew about her mission to take them back to the king or not, but she didn’t particularly care. The sun set spectacularly over the canyon as she ushered the cows out, and then she spent a cold night among them just outside the village before walking back the next day.
All she wanted was a shower and her bed. Her back was still sticky, and her thighs and arms raw with bruises and scrapes, but as soon as she put the cattle in their holding pen a messenger came.
The king wanted to see her. Of course he did. She didn’t feel like getting dragged in front of him again, so she followed the young man.
“You’re a sight,” the king said, sitting on his throne as Klea stood there, disheveled, before him.
“Yeah,” she said.
“How did it go?”
“Your cows are back.”
There was a long, long pause as the two looked at each other. A half-smile played around the king’s eyes, and Klea absolutely got the feeling he was laughing at her. No, he was laughing at her. That was why he’d dragged her here, right after she got back. He knew she’d be a tired mess from doing his bidding, and he wanted to see her in her full misery.
“I fucked another monster,” she said, crossing her arms in front of her. “Is that what you want to hear?”
“Surely that’s a figure of speech,” he said, perfectly composed, leaning back on the throne.
“Nope,” she said. “It was part man, part lion, part dragon, and I sucked his cock and then he fucked me in the ass while his tail was in my pussy.” She paused and let her words sink in. “I came twice. Hard. Is that what you wanted to hear? Is that why you call me at all hours of the night when I’m tired and dirty?”
“As long as the cows are back,” he said, spinning the scepter in one hand, not looking at her, “that’s all I care about.”
“They’re back,” she said, and turned on her heel and stalked out of the room, furious. The guards didn’t stop her.
When she was gone, the king sat on his throne for a long time, deep in thought.
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The Erotic Adventures of Heraklea is a gender-swapped retelling of the Hercules myth. It's got dirty sex, nasty monsters, and a very horny protagonist — and the whole thing is FREE on Kindle Unlimited!
Prelude: Olympian Pleasure (First Time)
Part One: Bruises in the Morning (Rough Shifter Sex)
Part Two: Legend of the Hydra (An FMF Monster Threesome)
Part Three: Bound and Blind (BDSM)
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bsp; Part Four: The Centaurs and the False Maiden (An MFMM Monster Gangbang)
Part Five: In Among the Gods (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)
Part Six: Two Hundred Eyes (An Exhibitionist Gangbang)
Part Seven: The Queen in the Labyrinth (A FemDom Gangbang)
Part Eight: Insatiable (Rough Monster Sex)
Part Nine: Pleasing her Majesty (An FFF Lesbian Threesome)
Part Ten: The Monstrous Coupling (Monster Sex)
Part Eleven: Letting the King Watch (Exhibitionism / Voyeurism)
Part Twelve: Satisfied at Last (Rough Sex)
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Taken by Two Vikings (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)
Surrendered to the Soldiers (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)
Banging Both Bodyguards (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)
Riding the Road Crew (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)
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Two Cowboys for Sadie (An MMF Bisexual Threesome)
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