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One feeling is all I could register as I watched Mia, who had bumped me out of my newfound spot as Olivia's chair wrangler.
Uncertain fear.
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Liv and I had just finished having lunch outside in the cooler courtyard at my suggestion…which is where I was going to ask her out, but a certain whale had other plans. We were headed towards Miss Prockling’s classroom when the inevitable Red Riot accosted us. She had been leaning on the row of lockers, watching as we disembarked from the elevator, flashing us a toothy grin. Her eyes however had a certain amount of dangerous intent in them, a decided mismatch of emotions on her face.
“Well, if it ain’t my favorite duo of misfits, Hotwheels and Baldy. Enjoy your little make out sesh outside?”
Much like we had the last time we encountered her, we barely regard her as I help wheel Liv past the parasaurus. I expect to hear her bluster like she had before, but all I hear from behind us is a small “tch”, the sounds of teeth clicking in irritation. Like before, all she is is hot air. Just ignore her.
It was going well until I felt what seemed like a hip check on my side, causing me to jerk my hands off the handles of Liv’s chair. Luckily, I was able to catch myself before I met the floor, but now I’m faced with Mia in my spot, her clawed fingers wrapped around Olivia’s handles.
“Sorry Baldy, you really need to watch where you’re going~.”
Her voice dripped with a sickeningly sweet timbre, sending chills down my spine. Liv looks back, her silvermoon eyes cut wearily towards the shark-like bully behind her, but says nothing. I can feel my own face tighten, doing my best to not let my anger flare, for Liv’s sake.
“What do you want Mia?”
Mia rolls her eyes, but keeps the sweet smile on her face.
“Oh, don’t worry your pretty little bald head Inky. Livvy and I just have to have a bit of…girl talk.” Her cerulean eyes fall on the gator gal, who seems to be avoiding my eyes. I arch an eyebrow.
“Does Liv want to talk to you?” I keep my eyes on Olivia, looking for any response from her. Mia does the same, the ball in Liv’s court. Finally, her yellowed eyes connected with mine.
“Don’t worry Inco, just gotta have a small talk. No big deal.”
As if she won a contest that never was agreed on, Mia puffs up her chest, a wicked grin on her face.
“Welp, you heard Wheelie Bin, Twinko. Now if you’ll excuse us.”
I go to say something else in protest, but one look from Olivia’s narrowed eyes makes any words die in my throat. Mia huffs smugly as she grabs the handles on Liv’s chair and begins to wheel her off.
“I’ll see you in class Inc…”
The baryonyx raises a hand, waving to me slightly as Mia pushes her around a corner and out of sight. I’m left alone in the hall, moments passing before the bell will ring for class. Dejected, I turn to head off to history class.
And then I stop.
Liv might have agreed, but she sure didn’t seem like she was very willing to go with her on and never really off bully. I feel like a moron, letting them walk off together, knowing full well Mia was guaranteed to mess with my friend…that happens to be a girl. A girl that I have recently realized I have feelings for.
Damn teenage hormones, making this complicated. I shake my head vigorously, knocking useless thoughts aside, and head towards where I saw them disappear. Rounding the corner, I find myself in the mathematics wing. Classroom doors line either side of the hall, with this being one of the few with an open ceiling allowing the clouding sky to shine in with natural light. It seems pretty quiet down this area, math not really a subject being taught this period it seems.
Trying to find any sign of the pair, I strain my ears to hear anything. No sign of them in the hall, and no voices…
‘Nnnnnn…fuck. That’s it, right there bitch.’
‘Mmmmmmngh…’
I double take as I hear low growls and words being spoken in hushed tones. My adrenaline starts to pick up, the tones concerning me as I look at the closed door next to me. Approaching the door, more hushed urges come from behind the barrier.
‘Keep going you piece of garbage…earn your keep.’
‘Mmmff mmmff mmmf!’
I falter at the door, my hand automatically reaching for the knob. Is Mia…escalating to worse bullying? The voices are muffled, but it definitely sounds like someone is verbally abusing someone else. If this escalates to physical abuse, I need to intervene. The possible outcomes start cycling in my head. Should I get a teacher? Should I barge in and stop whatever is happening? A whirlwind of worry was punctured by one last hushed sentence.
‘I’m going to fucking crush your skull!’
Breath hitched, I grab the handle and wretch the door open and rush inside, ready to help defend-
I have to blink several times as I try to take in the strange situation before me.
Wheelchair empty at the side of the door, my eyes fall on the two girls that are near the back row of desks. Olivia is currently sitting on top of a desk with her back to me. I wasn’t able to see Mia directly, but movement just in front of the Gator gal gave me an idea where she was. I am then greeted by a slow turn of Liv’s head, a single yellowed eye locking on mine, iris the size of a pinprick. The only sound in the room was…wet sloshing coming from just below Olivia.
A long, agonizing moment passed between us, all the while there was a low, almost humming noise filling the room, like a reverberation that honestly made me feel…well, tighter in places. The moment was shattered when a moan escaped her open maw, her body seizing and eye fluttering as her low growl mingled with the humming, creating a low frequency melody that continued my ‘growing’ predicament. She hunches forward, still shivering.
“Fuckfuckfuckfuckfucking hell Mia…”
What?
“Mmmmnh, delicious…”
Huh?
The final occupant of the room finally comes into view, rising from her spot in front of Liv. Mia, her face covered in a slick wetness, runs her…dear Raptor Jesus…looooong blue tongue around her lips, looking at Liv with a drunken expression, a goofy looking grin on her lips. Liv taps her head, then puts a clawed finger on the para’s chin and leads her to look somewhere.
Me.
Cerulean eyes reenact silvermoon, wide as saucers, caught in my baby blues.
Huh?
A flash of movement and Mia is gone from in front of Olivia. I feel the rush of wind, then a clawed hand gripping my collar. The force the hand exuded was immense as I was pulled into the room by Mia, this time meeting cool ground with my face. I scramble onto my back and watch as Mia sticks her head out of the door, frantically looking back and forth down the hall, before closing it quickly and quietly. A distinct ‘click’ sounds from the door, the lock secured.
“What the fuck Mia?! I thought you locked the damn door!”
I crane my neck backward to see Olivia had gotten off the desk and was shuffling on her knees…her…bare knees. It was then I realized that Olivia’s pants were missing from her body, the green of her scales on her thighs glistened in the fluorescent lighting of the room. Something else was shining too, right between her thighs was a distinct slickness that seemed to run down to her knees from her…
Oh, her drenched crotch.
“Inco!”
My lost thoughts are banished for a second when my eyes shoot back up to Liv’s furious face. Oh shit.
“I told you not to worry you idiot, why are you here?!”
A loud thud in front of me came from a spiked tail hitting the ground. An equally pissed Mia stood over me, her arms crossed under her bust. Her white shirt was drenched, wet splotches all over her front. Her jacket had been discarded it seems, as I now realize it was resting on the wheelchair, on top of Olivia’s missing pants.
A duo of angry eyes trained on me, accusatory.
“I…I couldn’t help but worry!” I finally let out, propping myself up on my elbows as I got in a reclining position. Liv flinches at my outburst, her eyes darting away from me. Mia merely cocked an eyebrow.
“What, did you think I was going to eat her or something?”
The irony. Both Liv and I look at Mia, who grows even more scarlet around her juice splattered cheeks. She turns to look away in embarrassment.
“I told you, I had this handled.” Olivia starts. “Mia and I have…come to an agreement.”
I look at the baryonyx girl, who gives me a look with a strange note of…pride?
“I help her do some simple art assignments…and Mia helps me with…” her voice seems to die, not being able to finish the sentence. I turned to look at Mia, who was trying to look anywhere but us. She still had her arms crossed, but she seemed to be shifting in her spot, her legs rubbing together slightly.
“She helps you…with?” I ask dumbly.
Mia huffs angrily.
“I help her cool down! Is that so fucking bad?”
A chuff from Liv makes Mia stop in her tracks.
“No yelling Mia…”
A faint buzzing noise emits from Mia, who suddenly has gone rigid, but her thighs continue to rub together. A throaty chuckle emits from Liv.
“Turns out Mia has a bit of a secret; one she has no problem sharing online where she thinks she’s anonymous.”
The parasaur bruiser glares at her, but Liv seems to take it with a smirk. Then she looks at me…and oh boy, the shame she had before melts away into one that has more wicked intent.
“In fact, you might be just what we need here. You’re a part of this now anyhow.”
This time, it’s Mia and I who look dumbfounded at the scheming baryonyx. I look at Mia to see she is starting to lose her composure.
“Hotwheels, don’t you daaAAAAARE!”
The buzzing noise intensifies as Mia’s knees buckle, soon falling onto them all together. She does her best to stifle her moans, but both her hands shoot to rest in her crotch as she begins to shake. Olivia shuffles over to the ailing parasaur. Once next to the shivering girl, Liv pulls a small black box from her hoodie pocket and throws it onto my lap.
“Present for you Inky, you’re gonna love it.”
Looking down, I turn the box in my hands and find a circular device on one side. The larger one in the middle of the box looks like a dial of sorts with a small arrow pointing outward towards the numbers that line it. The arrow was currently pointing at the number ‘7’. My curiosity gets the better of me as I touch the dial and slide it towards the ‘8’.
“FFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUCK!”
Mia’s yelp and louder moan jolted me away from the device, making me look up to see the once proud bully a quivering mess in front of me. Her chest was heaving, mouth hanging open, as her long snake-like tongue lolled out and hung limply. Her hands seemed to dig more furiously at her jeans in an attempt to try and remove them altogether, but a green scaled hand snatched her hands away. A low snicker came from the predator next to the prey, hungry silver eyes flitting over the melting para.
“Heh, didn’t know you had a sadistic side Inky; you’re going to make Mia wet herself.”
Liv moves her maw closer towards Mia’s, opening it slightly to breath hot air on the other’s snout.
“What do you say Mia…want the skinnie to ravage you? Want him to overpower and make you feel like you’re worth nothing?”
Mia moans uselessly as her hands are held captive by Liv. The olive baryonyx’s flat and wide tongue pops out slowly to lick at Mia's lips. The whole erotic action makes my throat feel dry, my mouth just hanging open in shock. These girls have been at odds for as long as I’ve known them. Mia was a bag of hot air to be sure, but never would I have expected after that incident in the hall weeks ago would turn into…whatever this was. Once again, I could feel my pants tighten almost painfully as my dick fought for a way out of its fabric prison. A slight chuckle made me look at the girls before me.
“Oho, hey Mia...you might be able to enact your little dream…”
Olivia scoots over to me, letting Mia fall to her back, her hands freed to struggle against the button on her jeans, yearning to rid herself of the barrier to her prize. I focus on the gator as she comes dangerously close to my face, her maw mere inches from my mouth. While this situation might be a dream come true to me, my danger response is busy in a strangled fight with my horny response.
Her eyes are clouded with lust, making her silvermoons almost glimmer in the light. Her maw creases into a loving smile.
“Inco, if you want out of this, I understand. I know you won’t say anything to anyone.” She places a clawed hand on my chest, no doubt able to feel my racing heart. Her maw passes my face so her lips are barely inches away from my ear.
“I want you to join us though. I’ve wanted you for a long time, but if this is a deal breaker…I understand.”
She was giving me an out, no harm no foul. She was offering something I had only thought could happen in my dreams…wait, why would I think that!? I’m not a pervert!
…
But is this how I wanted it to start? She pulls back so her eyes level with mine, a plea.
“If I say yes…does that mean we are...” I hesitate for a moment, looking into her eyes. The girl that I love is looking at me with such affection, while laced with that cloudy look of lust, and nothing is able to hide her intention.
“Would you want to be with me for good?” I finally ask.
She blinks at me a few times, her eyes softening even more.
“If that’s what you want.” She says simply.
Her eyes flash, dazzling diamonds as she gives me a warm smile. A soft thumping behind her makes me flick an eye down to see her tail swishing back and forth in small, but quick motions.
“I thought you’d never ask…but it’s definitely out of order. Sorry about that.”
I smile broadly.
“To be fair, Mr. Ferris interrupted my actual confession idea.”
Her eyes widened, her maw dropping open.
“R…really?”
I nod, my smile getting wider. I can see a tear start to form in her eye.
“FUCKING HELL, COULD YOU SAPPY ASSHOLES HURRY THE FUCK UP!”
The two of us are jerked to attention as we both look at Mia who had since gotten rid of her pants and was laying on her back, her bottom half raised by her spread legs. Her red scaled thighs that faded into white scales leading to her crotch were sticky with her essence that was dribbling out of her quim, muscular fingers busily rubbing her clit. I finally notice the pink wire that is sticking out of her pussy, the vibrating noise coming from deep inside her. The wire leads from her to what looks like a pink battery pack that is strapped to her right thigh.
We look at each other, and chuckle slightly.
“Guess we can finish the couple talk later…spoilers, I say yes Inky.”
I can feel my cheeks warm up as I close the distance between our faces and plant a kiss on her maw. She starts for a second, then returns the gesture, pressing back as what was supposed to be a quick peck devolvs into a forceful attack on my own weaker lips. Almost pushing me onto my back, I can feel her tongue slither out of her mouth as it tries to gain access to mine. In an act of inexperience, my mouth opens slightly…and almost choke as Liv darts her tongue inside, completely oppressing mine and begins to lap at all surfaces it can reach. While not terribly long, the wide appendage fills my entire mouth like a writhing snake. I groan as I feel a slight lack of oxygen as I panic, my hands shooting up to try and push her off of me. Liv grunts in confusion and pulls back quickly, the trail of spittle still connecting our tongues finally breaking as she looks at me with confusion. I cough a bit, trying to catch my breath.
“Inco, are you okay? What’s the matter?”
Finally getting my breath back, I give her a shaky smile.
“So..sorry, I wasn’t ready for that… It kinda caught me by surprise.”
Visible shock plays on her face, a dusting of crimson rolls across her face as a small ‘eep’ squeaks out of her. In a quick motion, her hood shifts over her head, then scrunches closed around her face, only her maw sticks out as she hides her embarrassment.
“Sorrysorrysorrysorrysorrysorry! I got ahead of myself. Please don’t hate me…”
I can’t help but chuckle at the would-be dom just melting because she thought I’d ever hate her. I sit up and approach her hidden face, and plant another soft kiss on her protruding lips. She seems to shiver slightly as she presses forward again, this time restraining her force to match my speed. No tongue this time, just skin on scale, tender instead of ravenous. My hand reaches up to remove the hood from her face, her green scales a light crimson as her worried expression seems to melt to one of just adoration.
I pull back to get a good look at her dopey looking grin, one that I’m certain I’m giving her as well. My hand drifted from her hood to her cheek, a thumb caressing her. A low rumble emits from the girl, one that warms my heart as she just looks at peace with my simple touch.
Another needy moan interrupts us, the wailing parasaur across the room eyeing us with an irritated grimace. The look Olivia had had before seems to be creeping back on her face. She turns to leer at me, a smirk on her lips and a cocked eyebrow.
“Guess we should reward her for being so patient with us, huh Inky?”
Playing along with my girlfriend…heh, girlfriend…I match her smirk.
“What did you have in mind Liv?” The gator snickers at my question.
“Like I was saying before, Mia has a certain fantasy. And you could help with it.”
Tilting my head in confusion, Liv chuckles as she lids her eyes, giving me a lecherous glance.
“Do you trust me?”
I hesitate for a moment, but she hasn’t given me any reason not to. It's just her husky tone that caught me off guard.
“Sure…”
Getting the verbal greenlight, I can feel her claws fiddling with the button of my jeans. I shudder slightly as her fingers brush across my member as she works, a sigh escaping from my lips. Hearing a slight giggle coming from her, she finally was able to undo the button. She shifts to the side, letting the imperiled para a view of my crotch.
“Inky, scooch up, gotta give Mia a little show.”
I nodded and lifted my bottom up slightly as Liv pulled the waist of my pants down my legs, my underwear bunched up with it as she pulled them off me completely. My member pops up at attention once freed, standing proudly into the air. A slight gasp emits from across the room, Mia’s eyes growing wide as her iris’ shrink.
“Oh fuck me…” she audibly gulps, gawking at my twitching cock. I can feel the intense gaze she is giving me, causing me to feel my breath increase. Liv gives me a side eye.
“Wow Inco, didn’t know you had it in you…but I do approve.”
I shudder as an olive hand wraps smooth fingers around my member, giving it a slight stroke.
“Liv…oh…”
“Shhh…gotta break my new boyfriend in…then Mia can maybe have a turn.”
She chuckles as we both look over at her, a look of abject need.
“Come on...I’ve been waiting….” The para whines, her hips bucking upward.
Olivia openly laughs at the pathetic display. My newfound girlfriend leans over, brushing her hair to the side, her maw opening slightly as she blows hot air onto my member, making me shiver again. Her tongue lolls out slightly, mere inches away from my tip. Then, she lifts up to look at Mia once more.
“What’s the matter Mia? Mad he actually picked me? Miffed that I have my own BHC now? Behave yourself and maybe I’ll share.”
Frustrated growl mixing with a bit of thrashing, Mia seems to quiet down slightly. Clearly whatever is causing her to go wild just isn’t letting her get to her release. While it is nice to see her get her just desserts, I can’t help but feel a bit bad for her predicament. However, I am quite busy with my own situation that I can’t really complain about. Liv has since bent back down until her maw is just hovering over my almost painful erection.
“Thanks for the meal.”
With that small prayer, Olivia lowers her long mouth and envelopes my member into her hot and steaming maw. It takes all of my focus to not explode as soon as I felt the wet sucking sensation as Olivia gobbled me up like a delicious meal. Her tongue curved around it and slathered the meat with her sticky saliva, giving it an almost full body massage. Liv’s head began to bob up and down, a low guttural growl from her throat causing pleasant vibrations. Sheer pleasure almost made me cross-eyed.
“Urk…Rap…tor Christ…”
My words begin to spill out of my mouth as my hands automatically move to rest on my girlfriend's slowly bobbing head. Now, by all means, I consider myself of pretty average size, at least from what I read up online for such measurements. Compared to Liv’s mouth, however? It makes me feel weirdly small. The warm, humid feeling of her mouth made it seem like being in a tight cavern.
As she begins to pick up the speed of her bobbing, I can see her cheeks start to hollow as the sucking sensation makes my fingers curl in her hair. I slowly lose more control over my actions as I begin pressing the back of her head further down my length, a surprised growl coming from the girl suckling me like she was drinking a thick milkshake. I look down to see her moonsilver eyes peer up at my sudden action, tears starting to form at the corners of her eyes as the growl slowly turns into a moan.
Brain starts to shut down.
Inco.exe has begun regressing.
Return to Monke.
I grasp either side of her head, causing her eyes to widen slightly as I press her maw down further, my hips beginning to buck upward.
“GLKGLKGLKGLKGLKGLKGLK”
Olivia’s gulping gasps leak around our union as I begin to grunt wildly. I can feel my tip breaching the entrance of her throat, causing more moans to leak out of the now battered gator. I push further on, with little regard, just wanting to use her to get off. I look at her face, tears starting to stream from her eyes and a surprising sight of running black mascara joining the streaks of tears. The sight of her becoming an utter mess spurs me on to further buck into her, my slathered penis pressing further and further into her throat.
“GUKGUKGUKGUKGUK!” Lurid choking gasps, her tongue doing its best to swirl around my member.
“FFFFFFFFUCK!” All I could muster is a gradually louder grunt.
Her claws grasping my hips as she just gives up on fighting me and lets me just treat her like a toy. I can feel my balls start to tighten, almost as if my liquid release was churning to be free. Almost past the point of no return, I strengthen my grip on her head as I catch her eye, wordlessly asking where she wants it. Her eyes flash through the tears as she quickly wraps her arms around my back, her maw mashed against my crotch as her gulping intensifies.
Message received.
I finally feel myself teeter off the edge, my grip on her head pressing down as hard as possible. I curl my stomach around her head, basically hugging her head like a ball into my chest. My voice comes out low and throaty as I begin pumping alabaster shots of semen down a greedy gator gal’s gullet. Pump after pump, I can hear her loudly swallowing my spunk, it flowing down to her waiting stomach. A greedy tongue coils around my pulsing member, her muscle feeling the liquid rush down its length as it deposits batter into her throat. After a few agonizing moments, I finally feel myself stop flowing, my breath hard and fast. Unfurling myself from around her head, I shudder some more as she continues to suckle on my spent meat, trying to drain every drop from me. Soon she raises her head up slowly, continuing to suckle until my cock escapes her maw with a loud wet pop. It glistened in the light of the room, clean of any other fluid besides Liv’s spit.
Looking at Olivia, I notice she seems to have her cheeks puffed out like they are full. She arches an eyebrow and opens her mouth slightly. The sight of what could only be described as a mixture of my cum and her saliva looking like a cloudy white sea, her tongue like a large island in the middle. She wiggles her eyebrows and closes her maw and turns away. I watch as she waddles over towards Mia, who was busy rubbing her clit once more. The para finally notices Liv’s approach as the gator reaches over Mia and grabs her jaw.
Pulling the shocked bully towards her, she presses her lips roughly against Mia’s. Mia growls in protest as she seems to try and fight back, but there is no real force to the struggle as Liv forces her tongue into the flustered girl. Mia gags slightly as Liv begins to french her…oh…oh God. My member seems to react to the almost disgusting ministrations before me, but I seem to get excited at the prospect of Olivia sharing my fluids with her bully. What shocked me was the fact that I can see Mia’s deep blue eyes flutter shut as I also notice the muscles in her throat seem to flex as she gulps down her treat.
Oh…I seem to be hard again…
I really hope this isn’t some type of awakening.
Olivia pulls back from Mia, spit and cum strands connecting their tongues for a split second. A grin spreads on the baryonyx’s lips as she takes in the drunken stupor of lust Mia is currently in. Her bottom spasms slightly, her legs splayed uselessly wide, femcum seeping from her red puffy lower lips.
“Please…”
Olivia turns her head to point an ear hole towards the blubbering para.
“Please?”
A haphazard growl.
“Please let me…let me…”She begins babbling, her words incomprehensible.
My girlfriend smiles lecherously at her.
“Good Girl.”
Liv looks at me.“Geeze, I think your spunk left her drunk, holy shit.” Liv licks her lips, as if to savor her prize. Can’t say I blame her. Think your stuff might actually hit a spot I didn’t know I had.”
Her eyes are lidded again.
“Now, Inky. I think she deserves some much-needed attention. Think you’re up to the task?”
I furrow my brow, which earns an eye roll from her. She points to the wire that connects to the toy that is currently buried deep inside Mia.
“I can vouch for the good taste down there…have your fill Inco.”
My cock twitches in anticipation, betraying my apparent excitement. I nod slightly as I crawl over to the red girl, noticing her lock eyes with me. No anger or aggression…just pleading need. She moves her legs further apart, allowing me ample room to reach the apex of her sex. A heady scent greets me as her slick lower lips seem to wink at me, moisture making the white scales of her sex sparkle. My breath catches as I take a deep breath, her pungent, but strangely floral, scent fills my senses and threatens to cause my system to crash again, yet I manage to hold on somehow.
Slowly, my face gets closer to her lips, Mia drawing an anticipating gasp as my mouth hangs open. Hot breath blasts the inflamed scales, making the girl squirm above me. Then, an idea. Why should she get relief so quickly? A dark, wicked thought takes hold.
Olivia is already rubbing off on me it seems… Heh… Rub off.
I blow more hot breath on her quim, enjoying her impatient squirms. Hovering ever so closer, I flick my eyes up to see Mia biting her lower lip, dark blue eyes egging me on. I then move my head away and draw my tongue out, lapping at her inner thighs. Her spent juice was tangy to taste, her smooth scales helping my pink tongue to glide up and down her splattered thigh, lapping up her secretion. A frustrated growl comes from above but I ignore it as I trail licks and kisses up and down her leg, cleaning up her mess. As I pull my head back slightly, admiring my cleanup, I drift back over to her pulsing sex, the humming coming back to my ears as a slight wet squelching signals her pussy flexing, begging for my touch. I blow hot air once more on the opening, another low humming that isn’t coming from the toy in her sounds. It’s the same type of vibration from before, but this melody was stilted; as if it can’t find the proper progression of notes.
A frustrated symphony.
Good.
One last puff of air, then I dip over to her other thigh and repeat the process I did on the other. Strangled curses are flung at me, but like her fight with Liv before, only need is behind those empty threats. Tracing figure eights on her thigh, taking in her tangy flavor, even I am starting to get impatient. These lukewarm appetizers were making me crave the full meal that has been waiting in impatient vigil.
“Oh my god Inky, stop teasing her!”
Liv’s labored breath makes me lift my head to peek over Mia’s thigh to see the olive gator steadily rubbing her own cunt, wild and hungry eyes devouring the sight before her. She had since raised her hoodie and shirt beneath to explore one of her large breasts with her other hand. Eager fingers squeezed and teased herself, sometimes using two fingers to tweak the diamond hard looking dark green areola. Her tail was thrashing silently behind her, the excitement apparent.
Oh, hey Inco Jr.! Yes, I know, we will go digging soon. Please stop causing me pain down there!
Taking Liv’s words to heart, I refocus on the parapussy before me. My nose is practically centimeters from her tangy, heady pussy when I realize something. Those wires are in my way. I take the two connectors that disappear into her heated flesh, and pull slightly. Mia lets out a pleasured moan as the wires give and they slowly recede from their slickened home.
Slk…slk…slk…
Wet flesh makes erotic sucking noises as her greedy quim almost resists my work. Not to be deterred however, I start to pull with more force until a circular pink object reveals itself from a winking entrance. A short, thin cylinder-like toy is pulled out with a wet “pop!” and falls into my free hand. The toy now free emits a louder thrumming as it vibrates in my palm. A whimper tells me she actually misses the thing. Good thing I have another pink thing to give her to keep her company.
…Dammit Liv, I can’t believe I thought that…
One last tease, a puff of hot air directed at the engorged button on the top of her pussy makes her groan. I look up at her one last time, a smirk on my lips. Olivia really has corrupted me in such a short time.
“What do you want Mia? I don’t understand what you need?”
There’s that familiar anger, her cerulean eyes flashing danger.
“You know what I want dammit.” She seethes, but I give her a small tut.
“Sorry, I’m too much of a dumb skinnie to understand. Could you spell it out for me?”
A labored cackle sounds from next to us.
“Who are you and what have you done with my doormat boyfriend Inky?”
I shoot her an annoyed glance, her silvermoons flashing in poorly disguised mirth.
“…”
Mia’s mumbling caught my attention.
“What was that?”
“…me. Dammit”
I tilt my head in mock misunderstanding.
“Me what Mia, I don’t unders- “
“FUCKING EAT ME OUT YOU APE PIECE OF SHIT! STICK THAT GROSS TONGUE OF YOURS INTO MY PUSSY AND FUCK ME UP!”
Wide eyed shock hits me at her demand. She really is down bad right now. Well, I’m nothing if not a man of my word. I chuckle as I reach up to take my shades off my face, my baby blues eyes locking on the frenzied cerulean of Mia’s.
“Good girl. Since you asked so nicely Mia…I’ll ‘fuck you up’.”
Wasting no more time, I pressed my own lips against her scaled lower mouth, tongue running up and down the now hot to touch lips. Her taste stronger from the source, I feel my senses cloud over as I am assaulted by groans above me and flavors I never tasted before. I take a tentative motion as I poke past sodden lips, and feel scale give way to plush flesh, muscles already trying to clamp down on my own wet appendage. Movement above me signals Mia shifting above me as a warm article of clothing falls onto my back, followed by an even warmer sensation as my bald head is covered by something that could only be described as a cap. I ignore whatever it is as I dig deeper into her sex, wiping her inner walls clean of her juices. It’s a futile effort to clean really as each lick causes another deluge of liquid to run onto my tongue and into my mouth. I wrap my arms around her thighs as I press even further in, my nose rubbing her clit every so often, causing a gasp and then groan from the parasaur.
That vibrating melody returns, but it’s fast, less disjointed, and seems to be building to something. It eggs me on as I press harder in, scent and taste driving me wild as I devour the flower that is leaking streams of her prized nectar down my own greedy throat.
Good lord, hydration is a fun endeavor.
The melody starts to grow louder, the parasaur thrashing as her thighs spasm in my grip. Inner walls start to crush my tongue so much I can barely move. I do my best to form the alphabet inside the constricting cavern of her sex as her groans become short and heated.
“Fuck you Baldie…fuck that tongue…fuckfuckfuckfuckfuuuuuu!”
Suddenly, Mia’s legs start to spasm around me, slick thighs breaking free of my grasp as she crushes my head between her muscular legs. My vision goes hazy, but I don’t let up, monke brain taking over as I eat her out like I’m eating the juiciest fruit I’ve had.
“FUUUUUUUUUCK!”
And then something I didn’t expect to hear came tearing out of her mouth.
“HONK!”
My ears are assaulted by a strange reverberating honking that comes from the climaxing Mia. The vibrations from her causes a rapid onslaught of almost foghorn-like honks as her thighs threaten to squish my head like a watermelon. A torrent of femspunk blasts my entire face. Her ass raises into the air, taking me with her. I try to gulp down as much as I can, but my face becomes absolutely drenched as she sprays me like a firehose.
What felt like an hour of assault comes to an end when Mia finally stops squeezing my head. I begin to cough and splutter, reaching up to finally take whatever had fallen onto my head, and am greeted by a large lacy black bra. I look up from my drunken stupor to finally see Mia in her naked glory. Her eyes still cross-eyed as she tries to regain control of her breathing, which was causing her now freed breasts to heave with every breath. Without the support of her bra, her perky breasts shown in the light, a pure cream white that ended in what looked like pink circles. A line was apparent on each tip where a nipple should be, but seem to be hiding at the moment. The cream-colored scales ran down her toned abs, a pronounced six pack gracing the athletic inclined girl.
I sit back from my work onto my bare ass, my member twitching impatiently at the lack of attention. My fingers grace my face, feeling the sticky essence all over my cheeks and even onto my forehead. I pull my jacket off as I feel my own body heat start to make me feel sweatier. Once it’s off however, a body collides into me as Olivia pushes me to the ground. I can feel her tongue begin to lap at my face, licking me clean of Mia’s leavings as her claws begin pawing at my shirt.
“Slurp…slurp…mmmmm…slurp”
That low rumbling I’ve gotten to understand as Olivia’s ready to go cue is interrupted every so often as she slurps up Mia’s cum. I looked my girlfriend over and realized she also had discarded her hoodie and shirt. I don’t see any bra though. She sits up from me, panting slightly as she looks at my questioning gaze. I suddenly realized something.
“Liv…do you not wear a bra?”
The baryonyx blushes as she nods.
“Annoying really…I wear my hoodie so it’s no big deal.”
I feel Inco Jr. jerk with pleasure at the idea, especially when I realize my girlfriend is straddling my lap. I look down to see Olivia in all her naked glory. Olive scales as far as the eye can see, she notices my gaze and proceeds to jut herself out as if to give me an unabashed view of her. Her perfect breasts, while sagging slightly, are each at least the size of my head. Globes of scaled flesh are heaving with her breath, rounded off by those dark green nips Liv had been playing with before. My eyes drift down to her pleasingly plump belly, scales leading into her belly button and then finally, her crotch that was currently hot dogging my cock. That rumbling growl again makes me look back into her eyes, the lust fully taking over her orbs.
“I said I’d share…but you are mine first…and I so cannot wait anymore…”
Without much build up or foreplay, Liv uses her knees to raise up slightly as she reaches down to wrap her fingers around my length, lifting it up to line it up with the entrance to her pussy, its own surface slick with her own arousal. As soon as she felt my tip, she cooed slightly…then dropped with a thump, causing our crotches to clap together with a loud wet squelch.
Olivia’s eyes shoot open wide, her maw gaping open in shock as my cock plumbs her depths, meat spearing through velvet muscles. Her inner walls were already working around like live snakes coiling around it, milking it for all it’s worth. I let out a loud groan as my hands grabbed the only thing I could think of, securing my grip on her plentiful waist. Our groans begin to fill the room with our ecstasy. Liv finally seems to regain composure as she looks down at me with a happy grin.
“Hey…you feel nice.”
I smile up at her, my panting slowing as I adjust to her pussy clamping down on me.
“S…same. You feel like a warm hug.”
Liv pants out a breathless giggle as she bends down and presses her maw against my lips. Given our positions, it felt like an innocent kiss, one that had no lust, no extra attachments. Just pure joy…love.
My hand raised up to cup her cheek as we continued the kiss, even as Liv began to raise slowly, then fall back down, making us both groan as our lips part, deepening the kiss. The girl on top of me was by no means light, but the pressure she gave was not unwelcome. In fact, I relished the feeling. Being totally enveloped by someone you love is a wonderful feeling, it simply couldn’t be topped.
…heh…Topped…
Goddammit, Liv
Our union squelched as our tongues wrestled each other, Liv gyrating her hips to stir me up inside her. Her wide tongue seemed to play tag with mine once I’d almost get the upper hand in our match, then hers would retreat and thicken up to give me a helluva challenge to wriggle against. We moaned and giggled into each others’ mouths until she finally drew back, our tongues still connected by a trail of spittle. Devious grin in place, Liv placed her hands on my chest and cocked an eyebrow.
“Ready stud?”
I can’t help but snort, but I look up at her and give her a grin.
“Ready…cowgirl.”
Liv’s smile widened as she shook her head.
“Fucking dork.” She mutters.
“Your dork.” I say with a smirk.
Liv looks down at me, her tail wagging like a puppy behind her. The low groaning growl back as she gives me a loving smile.
“…My dork.”
Putting weight on my chest slightly, Olivia raises her hips, her insides still trying to milk me, suck me back into her depths, velvet muscles rundown against turgid length as it is unsheathed. Then, with a grunt, Liv falls back down, a resounding squelchy slap of scale and flesh groins meeting again. The pressure and scraping of her insides on my cock felt like heaven, and we had barely started. Soon, she started up a steady rhythm, her low growl starting to grow in volume. Up and down, up and down. Her claws dig in to my shirt, poking past the fabric and into my skin underneath. It only hurts slightly, but I don’t have the sense to tell her. All I can focus on is the fire that seems to engulf our union, the inner muscles squeezing me up and down are making me desperate for more.
Slkslkslkslkslkslkslkslk
The wet slaps as she falls back down get louder and louder as her dribbling fem juices seep around our crotches, making the area a fluidly swamp. I’m finding that Oliva is doing all the work. That isn’t right.
Time to do some supporting.
As Liv raises up to try and come back down, I shift upward, using my meager strength to topple the girl on top of me back. Wide silver eyes and a strangled yelp come from her as I move an arm around her back to brace her fall, her tail moving to make sure she doesn’t land on it. Now on her back, legs splayed out to accommodate me, my cock still buried inside her. She looks up at me in surprise, her face flushed crimson.
“Inky!?” she breathes out.
I smile as I place my hands on the back of her thighs, a slight chuckle as I try out this ‘mating press’ I had seen in…ahem…private. A slight snicker from the other side of the room makes me glance at a recovering Mia, her eyes clouded with her afterglow.
“Seems Inky still has surprises, Livvy…” the parasaur laughs. I choose to ignore the peanut gallery and look back at the olive gator that had not broken her gaze on me.
“You aren’t the only one that wants to do this. I need to pick up my side of this.”
Biting her lip slightly, the confusion drafts away as her eyes lid again. She lifts her hands up and rests them on the back of my neck and smirks.
“You trying to give me a litter of carpet crocs Inky? We only just started dating.”
Her voice doesn’t match that warning, her face almost egging me on to disregard it. Suddenly, she pulls me down by my neck so her maw is level with my ear. Her warm breath plays on my ear making me shiver.
“Cause the thought of you filling me up with your cream sounds great.”
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I ram my hips with all of my might into the plush gator gal below me, eliciting a shocked gasp as I pull back and slam back down, causing her entire body to quake. Haphazard thrusts cause her breasts to bounce up and down, her belly becoming a rippling wave whenever I come into contact with her. Her grunts and moans fuel my hurried attack, my hands pressing her thighs almost to her side, effectively pinning her to the ground.
“Ugh, ugh, ugh…In…Ink…Inkkkky…”
She can only mutter my name in-between moans, the constant slapping of skin to scale filling the room. My eyes watch as her breasts sag to either side of her body and get an idea. Letting go of her thighs, I take hold of each medicine ball sized globe and sink my digits into bare sacleflesh, using them to balance myself. Her groans grow louder as I hammer in and paw at her chest, once again using her for my own benefit. But she doesn’t seem to mind, her legs bouncing uselessly on either side of me.
“Fuck me…fuck me…turn my insides out you fucking monkey. Use me like a toy…Fill me up with your spunk…make me yours…”
A stream of dirty phrases spills out of her, making me redouble my efforts, moist slaps, groans, low butterfly growl. All the noises seem to converge into one erotic symphony that sets me close to the edge.
“I’m…I’m…” I grunt out. Olivia wraps her arms around my hunched over neck and pulls me eye level, our lips mere breath away.
“You…you’re what, Inco? Tell me.”
Her inner muscles massage and gulp me down best it can while I piston in and out like a jackhammer.
“I’m…gonna fucking knock you up, you gator piece of ass. I’m going to fill you so full of cum, you are going to look like your fucking pregnant already. I’m going to…make you…”
I lurch forward, capturing her lips with mine as I pepper her with kisses, licking her lips as my hips just go faster. I lean back slightly, my blue eyes burning into her silvermoons. I growl out the next words.
“You are my gator.”
A low squeal emits from her throat as she lunges her head past mine and several light pinpricks graze my neck, signaling Olivia’s teeth sinking lightly into me. She latches onto my skin, not totally breaking it I’m sure, but it feels like needles piercing me as she begins to suckle on my neck. The entire action sends me over the edge as her pussy clamps down on me with almost painful pressure. I slam in one final time as I groan out low, my cock spasming once more. Depositing more cum deep inside her, this action was only for her. No sharing this moment, this is mine. Stream after stream of spunk finds its way into her inner cavern, pooling and nearly filling her. What wasn’t lucky enough to stay was forced back out of her, covering both our crotches with the love mixture of clear femcum and alabaster white semen, adding to the swamp that was our union.
Olivia continued to suckle my neck as we came down from our climaxes, finally letting go and pulling back, just to blow breath onto the wound she inflicted. It made me shiver as her head fell back, her panted breath making her quake in her afterglow. Still connected togetherI lay down on her slightly as I rested my body on her belly, my forehead coming into contact with the cold ground, somewhat cooling the furnace that was my body. Olivia, to her credit, wraps her arms around me and coos in pleasure.
“Mmmm, so warm. Inside and out. It’s like you unloaded lava inside me…it burns so good~.”
…I think I love this gator…
“God Liv, you fucked up his neck.”
I’m made painfully aware of another snout near me that wasn’t Olivia’s. Before I know what’s happening, a cream-colored clawed hand grabs me by the shoulder and wretches me away from my comfy gator shaped pillow. A yelp from me and an indignant growl from Liv at the loss of her heat source were ignored as Mia pushed me off with ease. My cock pops out of its resting place with another wet “pop”, causing Liv’s plugged up pussy to start gushing more cum mix down her taint, the river covering her puckered asshole. Olivia cuts her eyes angrily at the uppity para, but realizes what I just realized too. I had removed her ‘collar’ in the form of the toy in her.
Shit.
A dangerous smile is plastered on her snout, a toothy grin on her lips. Her dagger-like tail sways back and forth like an eel in water, a predator in herbivore form.
“You two really got pretty chummy...cummy.” She snickers at her own joke as she lowers her head, her lips close to mine.
“You said you’d share Liv...I’m taking my turn.”
Parasaur lips are wholly different from baryonyx lips. Where Liv’s were wide and all encompassing, Mia’s is more narrow, more human-like. Pressing them against mine, she snakes a hand behind my head and lifts it closer, trying to deepen the kiss, the tip of her tongue poking at my closed lips. My panicked eyes fall on her blue eyes, a lustful hunger regrowing in them. A constant assault of her lips dance on mine, looking for weakness. I try to dart my eyes to Liv, but she is still recovering from our last romp to form an argument. Soon, my defenses started to falter...and gave in. My lips part and Mia capitalized on my weakness, darting her long tongue deep into my mouth. The blue, slimy appendage disregarded everything in my mouth, opting to seek the opening to my throat. I immediately gag as she pushes past my uvula and finally down the bend of my throat, running it up and down the tight passage. Dark spots started to form at the edges of my vision as I just felt my hands fall to my side, my resolve all but gone after all we’ve done so far. I hear the humming melody again, actually connected...a proudness to it.
A victory hymn.
She continues to throat fuck me, my eyes starting to roll back as my oxygen starts to deplete. The one thing that seemed to center my thoughts was the fact that...oh God, I’m hard again. Am I actually a masochist? Finally finding the resolve to fight back, I raise up my hands to grasp Mia’s bare arms and push her roughly. The vibrating melody is put to a stop as a surprised parasaur falls back onto her ass. Her tongue quickly jettisoned from my mouth; I coughed as oxygen finally returned to my lungs. A flash of anger from Mia doesn’t dissuade me of my next action. I can feel my own newfound aggression take hold.
“You...you want your turn?” I start in my own dangerous tone. Mia seems shell shocked at my voice as she freezes in her spot. I look down and see my half mast member twitch, traces of my cum and Olivia’s spunk still present on it. In a quick move, I grab Mia by the head crest with one hand, and my cock in the other. Mia gasps as I take my length and slap the side of her snout with it. What does catch me off guard is not an angry shout, but a moan coming from the para. I look and see she has her eyes on the slab of meat now smearing spent fluids on her snout. Her tongue seems to snake out and up as she tries to lick it. I opt to pull back, then slap her snout again, causing her to yelp once more. At this point I’m waiting for her hands to shoot up and fight back, but they seem to be limp at her sides. No movement seems to be coming from them. The pieces start to click into place.
“You want this?” I ask, rubbing my cock up and down her snout. It runs over her nostrils; sticky fluids being left behind. I could see and feel her take a deep inhale through her nose as she took in the smell of it. Her eyes seem to flutter as she does her best to look angry, but her body betrays her intent.
“Answer me...” I demand.
“Yes...”
“Yes, what?”
“...”
Another slap right on her nostrils, a slight moan from her.
“Yes...sir...”
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“Good girl.”
Execute.
Gripping her crest hard, I push her face back as I shove my cock into her waiting lips. At first, she doesn’t open, so my tip just slides against her scaled chin. I raise a hand and slap her cheek. A pained yelp comes from her, cerulean eyes watering in response.
“You want this? You need to clean it first. Open. Now.”
Pinprick iris’ look shocked at my aggressive turn. Obeying my command, her mouth opens as her blue tongue slides out and comes in contact with me. I shudder as she snakes it around my prick, coiling around and rubbing the skin with slick saliva. Like a spring, it runs back and forth down the length as it collects the slurry of cum on it, making it look shiny and clean. I hum in pleasure as I massage the crest in hand, but this little show is not what I want.
Time to pay her back for the tonguing from before.
With no warning, I grasp her crest and press forward, her gagged surprise apparent as she gurgles around my length as I shove it into her gullet.
“GLKGLGKGLKGLKGLKGLK?!”
Grasping her crest now with both hands, I use her face like a toy, pistoning in and out of her maw. Her gurgled moans seem to spur me on as I still feel her coiled tong squeeze down on her invader. I look down to see her eyes start to roll back into her head as her body just jerks in time with my thrusts. Arms flop uselessly at her sides as her body starts to shut down at my assault.
“GlukglukgugrgrllllGluk”
Her body spasms every so often as I pick up the pace, mashing her snout against my crotch. Tears stream down her eyes, mascara streaking her cream-colored cheeks as I bury my meat down her abused throat.
“Fuck Mia....clean it.”
All I get is a strangled gurgle, saliva dripping from her chin as a frothy mess of her saliva, Liv’s cum, and mine flows. A familiar tightness signals my coming release, reminding me that my mission isn’t to blow down her throat. No, I have other plans. I look over to see Olivia is watching us, wide eyes as she rubs her still flowing quim, wet squelching coming from her fingerwork.
“Fuck Ink...don’t ruin her...” Liv gasps.
I smile as I push the para’s crest back away from my crotch. My meat slips from her lips as what seems like a torrent of her saliva just gushes out, her tongue still wrapped around me. I extend a hand to caress her cheek, rubbing some of the mess off of her.
“You okay Mia? Still with us?”
“OOooggggh...yeshh.”
She groans out a response in the affirmative as I give her a small smile.
“Leave it to the great Mia Moretti to take it like a champ. Good girl.”
Her eyes flash up to me, life starting to return.
“Was...was I really a good girl?”
I looked at Liv to make sure I had heard right; Liv had a small smile on her maw. Not one of ridicule or hate, just a slight understanding. I look back to the para and cup her other cheek, holding her head in place. She shrinks back slightly as I move closer, then plant a kiss on her nose. Her eyes search me for any foul play, but I just smile gently.
“You were a good girl for sure.”
Tears start to flow out of her eyes, her mouth twitching into a slight grimace as she holds back a sob. I freeze as this very peculiar scene plays before me.
“I am good...I swear...”
She then leans against my chest and starts to sob openly. My arms raise to the air as she wraps her arms around me and hugs me close. Her tears make my shirt moist as she rubs her face into my chest. I shoot a look at Liv of complete shock, one that is mirrored by the baryonyx. She raises her hands in a shrug, but I can see the concern starting to form on her face. Looking back down to the sobbing para, I elect to wrap my arms around her, trying to comfort her as best I can in this odd situation. Movement from Liv tells me the gator girl is approaching on her knees and sets herself down next to me. She raises her own clawed hand and begins to pet the blonde locks of the wailing parasaur.
We sat there for a good while, just listening to Mia's sniffles. Slowly though, she lifts her head from my chest, her face tear streaked, eyes puffy from crying.
“Fuck, I didn’t mean to...”
I reach up at the same time as Liv as we take each side of her head and give her a few pats.
“Didn’t know you had that in you Mia.” Olivia said gently, quietly.
Mia sits back quickly, realizing the vulnerable position she was in. She reaches a wrist up, wiping the tears out of her eyes as she looks to the side, embarrassed.
“Just...forget you saw that. Got me?”
Liv and I share a look, then look at Mia.
“You know...if you need to talk.” I begin, but Mia holds a hand up to stop me.
“Nope, you are not my therapist, you are a fuck buddy...that’s it.”
I raise an eyebrow.
“We’re buddies?”
A stink eye is shot at me from an annoyed para. She sighs angrily, her chest heaving in annoyance. I notice the hidden treasures that are her nipples and makes me smile. I turn to Liv.
“Did you hear that Liv? We’re all buddies now.”
Liv snickers.
“Yup heard that too.”
A growl emits from Mia as she shoots daggers at us.
“Stop that right naaaooooooowha?”
I took the moment for her to complain to lean forward and take her breast into my mouth, closing around her pink areola. Liv seemed to get my intention and latched onto her other hidden gem.
“The fuuuuck are you dooooing?” She moans as she brings her hands onto our heads, trying to pull us off, but her strength seems to ebb away as we give her some much needed attention. I gently suckle on her scaly breast, the fleshy nipple in the middle sunken into its inverted state. I nibble softly, causing Mia to sigh as the hand meant to pull me off seems to push me further into her flesh. After a few alternating suckles and nibbles, a small nub seems to peek out of its hiding place. I take the initiative to gently grasp it with my front teeth and pull slowly. Mia squirms helplessly as we massage, suckle, and nibble her chest. A few minutes later, and the both of us pull back, letting Mia have her space. Her breath is hitched, blue eyes slightly crossed as her cute pink nipples are now standing proud out in the open, the diamond hard nubs quivering in the air.
“We were just helping our buddy is all, we wanted to see all of our favorite parasaur.”
Mia narrows her eyes as she gets her breath under control, looking for any hint of deception. I chuckle as I look at Liv again.
“Liv, could you lay back on the floor again?”
A cocked eyebrow is my answer, but she hums in agreement as she lays on her back and spreads her legs. Her pussy was winking again, still a mess of fluids. I lean over to Mia and plant another kiss on her snout.
“I know how much you like our taste now.”
Mia shudders at my words, her eyes locking onto mine.
“So why don’t you clean her up, and I might have a surprise for you.”
Another scrutinizing glare, but my face is soft. I don’t have a single wicked idea.
A roll of her eye makes me smirk a little.
“Fine...I think I get what you’re going for Bal...Inco.”
My name actually leaving her lips gives me a little giddy feeling as she crawls over to the prone gator. Liv looks on in anticipation, her heavy chest heaving with her breath. With no ceremony, Mia dips her head down to Li’s sodden quim and sets to work. I can’t really see what she is doing from my vantage point, but it causes Olivia’s head to hang back as she gives a low groan again. A smile plays across my lips at her pleasure, but I have to focus on my job. Mia agreed, it’s only natural I need to do my part.
I approach her raised bottom on my knees, her spiked tail swaying back and forth as she works. Reaching out, I tap the appendage lightly, causing it to come to attention. I placed a careful hand under her tail and lifted it slightly to be greeted by a familiar sight. Her drenched pussy spread slightly because of her position. It looks like it’s inviting me to get up close and personal again. Wanting to oblige it, I positioned myself right at her ass, her tail raising up now to rest its larger portion to my shoulder, staying out of the way. I reach down to grasp my slowly regrowing length and rub it down the cleft of her sex. Mia moans into Olivia, who also moans as our shared toy vibrates her area unintentionally. I chuckle as I rub my meat against her engorged clit, slathering my now clean cock in her natural lube. Once I feel sufficiently ready, I retrain my tip to her welcoming entrance, a hitched breath coming from her as I come into contact. She wiggles her hips in need, trying to push back and force me inside. I shake my head, chuckling at her impatience, but who am I to keep a girl waiting. I press forward and am rewarded with a squirt of juice on my length not yet inside, different feeling velvet muscles already milking me.
Mia lets out a muffled “HONK” into Liv’s muff as I slowly push further in, letting her feel every inch part her. Once I’m flush against her ass, petting the large tail on my shoulder I just as slowly retreat until only my tip is inside her. She groans in frustration as I leave her, only to let out a grunt of effort as I slam my entire length into her. I start a rhythm of slowly retreating, then slam in quickly, not letting her get used to one simple motion, trying to give her as much pleasure as I can muster. A soft touch on my back makes me shiver as the tip of her dangerous looking tail falls to the side of my shoulder and begins to coil around my waist, securing my place deep inside her. Compared to Olivia, Mia is tighter, no shot, but her muscles don’t grip as well as the gator. Yet the velvet feel of the vise around me still gets me close to my end.
The fatigue of all this movement starts to get to me as I wrap my arms around the front of her thighs and rest my stomach on her back as I hump her pussy slowly, just relishing the tight texture of her insides. Her tail seems to wrap around me tighter, her tip making me jump as I can feel it press down on my balls. It caresses me, bouncing them soflty, trying to coax me into finishing, and to be honest? I am just about to do it. With a low groan that is met by Olivia’s trademark rumble, aided by Mia’s vibrating melody...One last song comes to a crescendo.
We all groan as I begin to shoot ropes of cum deep inside the parasaur, Mia’s insides clamping down even harder as I don’t fill her like Liv, but enough does dribble out of our union. Mia’s head pulls back from Olivia, her blue tongue lolled out of her mouth as a low almost foghorn-like noise emits from her that joins the low groan from a spasming gator. Mia’s tail unravels from me, my weary muscles failing as I fall to the floor myself, my cock slipping free from her pussy as it dribbles our juices freely.
Seconds later, Mia joins me on the floor as her eyes are rolled back into her head, her body jerking with her orgasm. A slight shuffling noise later, and Olivia is on my other side. She cuddles up to me, her breasts pressing against my side as she moves my arm over her shoulder, nuzzling her head into my neck. I can feel the tip of her tail go under my left ankle as it wraps around my leg. I chuckle as I lift my head and plant a soft kiss on her forehead. She sighs in contentment, her head nuzzling in further. Another tail finds its way around my right ankle as Mia took our moment as a sign to cuddle up on my right, draping my arm over her shoulder.
An Inco sandwich...never did I think this was in the cards for me.
“Heh...nice fuck, buddy.” Liv chuckles as her yellowed eye falls on Mia’s cerulean. The para sighs in frustration again, but a smile forms on her lips as well.
“Yeah well...you’re lucky you made me feel nice and warm. You weren’t kidding Liv...like lava.”
The two frenemies chuckle at my expense.
“I feel like I am being used for my heat.”
The two of them share a glance, only to both smirk at me
“Because we are using you Inky, sorry for you to find out this way.” Liv says matter-of-factly.
“Yeah Inco, humies are known to be good heat rocks, it’s a known fact on LL.” Mia nods lightly.
Liv chuckles.
“Who knew I’d find your little BHC kink on my turf...but I guess that got us here huh?”
Mia chuffs at that.
“You know I didn’t care that you knew?”
“Oh sure, like you would have agreed to all this if I didn’t have dirt on you.” the gator quipt back.
Mia digs her face into my side and mumbles something. Liv raised her head in confusion.
“What was that?” Olivia asked.
Mia lets one intense blue eye show.
“Cause I actually liked you dammit....” she seethed, burying her head back into me.
Both Liv and I turn our heads to gape at the embarrassed para. Mia opens her mouth to answer-
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
We all freeze as we look at the door, its frosted window showing a shadowed figure on the other side.
“Mia? Are you in there?”
Oh shit.
It’s Ben.