Perversions of the Flesh

Chapter 180: ❤️ Bright and Early

Ann woke up to a peculiar feeling. Her eyes were still closed, but the moaning made her want to wake up. There was also something, or someone, on her cock. And inside her? Oh, that felt fucking great. Warmth spread from her loins as her consciousness returned, but she feigned sleep. Whoever was fucking her was being gentle, probably trying not to wake her up. Slowly, her perfectly sized cock pushed inside. Every fold in her pussy spread and stretched to a smooth surface to hug that wonderful member. Her muscles clenched, and she felt herself squeeze the invader.

“Mmm,” the person moaned quietly. “So tight.”

Kat. Wait, Kat? This early? Ann was the early riser in this group. Kat was the late one. The thoughts were pushed away as Kat pulled out. It took Ann everything to not give her girlfriend a pathetic, pleading moan. She wanted to curl her legs around the warrior’s hips and never let her go.

“Such a good pup. Takin’ all o’ this,” Kat whispered. “Feck.”

Ann focused on keeping her breath steady as she was gently fucked. It was a maddening thing. She loved how hard they played normally, but this was also fun.

“Dreamin’ o’ me? Spearin’ intae ye? I see yer eyes movin’, love. Gotta be a good one.” Another thrust, maybe a bit overeager. Ann sucked in a breath. Kat paused for a second. Just sitting there might have been worse than the slow pace. Ann felt herself throb, then clench, then throb again; the feedback loop she loved when she was in control, but now it was all her.

Satisfied she was still asleep, Kat started again. Each time she thrust in, she paused before the excruciating pull out. Ann was losing control of her breathing. Her love was fucking her awake. Using her body like a toy while she slept. In more ways than one! She wanted to move. Needed to tell Kat how good it felt.

Slowly, she started to breathe faster. Trying to make it seem like she was waking up. A quiet moan escaped her lips the next time she felt her insides filled. Ann felt Kat lean closer, lips almost touching, as Ann’s tail started to wag.

“Wake up.” With that, Kat rammed into her.

Ann’s body came alight with lust as she felt Kat take her by the hips and use her. Green eyes flew open, seeing Kat looming over her. Those chiseled abs, massive shoulders, all working to make her a little mewling pup speared on the woman’s cock. Addicting. Fuck, the feeling was addicting. Kat’s hand reached out, placed forcefully on her chest as she kept going. Ann’s eyes closed as she rolled her head back, exposing her neck. Gods, please take the hint.

Kat did. That wonderfully rough, strong hand slid from between her breasts, up her collarbone, then gently around her neck. Ann’s breath was ragged as she tried to tell Kat how much she wanted this through eye contact alone.

“What a good little slut,” Kat chuckled. Then the hand closed. 

Ann felt her pulse in her temple as her blood flow was restricted. Her breathing became a struggle. Every other sense became so much more. The tightness of her pussy around the cock. Her cock inside that perfect pussy. Kat’s head lowered to lick at one of her nipples, sending a jolt through her stronger than it normally was.

“Ye like this? Me chokin’ ye? Treatin’ ye like a toy? Me little plaything tae fuck whenever I want?”

“Yes,” Ann gasped. “Holy fuck yes.”

“Good. Good toys get all the play they want,” Kat purred, slowing her thrusts. Ann let out that pitiful whine she’d held back earlier. Kat’s eyes widened, then a grin came across her face. “Ye want this? Me tae play wit’ all o’ ye?”

Ann nodded, her breath starting to become ragged.

“I want ye tae say it. Fer Rosalyn, too. Look how much she’s drippin’ watchin’ this.”

Ann’s head was roughly twisted to see Rosalyn fingering herself off to the side. Her folds were slick, shining black as she spread them. In a daze, the Druid lifted the fingers that had been in her, and shoved them into Ann’s mouth. Ann sucked greedily on the digits, eyes fluttering as she ran her tongue along them, getting everything she could. Rosalyn’s taste. Like a storm, crisp and clear.

“Damn, she’s really eager,” Kat laughed. “Ye still haven’t said anythin’.”

Ann felt a slap on her hip. Not hard, but enough to sting and draw a strangled yelp.

“Say what ye are.”

“A toy.”

“Louder.”

“A good toy for you, Kat. And you, Rosalyn. Treat me like a good little toy and fuck my brains out. I don’t need them. Just need your cock in my little pussy.”

“Good, but not all o’ it. Keep goin’.”

“I want you to fill me!” Ann cried. “Fill me with your cum! Make me so dirty you need to wash me off for hours before I get used again! Break my cunt until I can’t feel anything else. Holy fuck, take me!”

Ann felt herself clench. Kat noticed too, because her thrusts sped up. As she did, the grip on Ann’s neck tightened.

“Good little toy,” Kat moaned. “I’m gonna make a mess o’ ye. Almost there. Be a good girl an’ cum fer me. Cum fer me as I choke you. Ah, feck, that’s it. Almost! Cuuuming!” Kat groaned as she slammed all the way into Ann.

Ann felt herself come apart. Everything inside her clenched as she came over Kat’s cock. Sticky warmth filled her core as spurt after spurt of cum filled her womb. A second later, the orgasm redoubled, a tremendous moan smothered by Kat’s hand as her cunt overflowed. Ann’s back arched, all her muscles taut. Sparks danced in her vision as she began to fade. It felt so good!

Then the hand was gone. Air surged into her lungs as she choked and gasped. That lightheadedness didn’t fade quickly. It lingered like a warm blanket over her as her orgasm subsided. Her back relaxed, and strong hands eased her onto soft sheets. Her core was still full of that cock. She needed more.

Before Kat could react, she reached down and separated the enchanted ring from her pelvis. A quick shove and Kat was sent sprawling on the bed as Ann turned on her prey. Ann’s eyes crossed as she pulled her length from her depths. Then she met Rosalyn’s eyes.

The Druid stared back with that delicious mix of lust and fear. Gods, she was perfect. Cute chubby cheeks. Just enough chub to make her all soft, but sinfully sexy in every way. Ann needed to make her cum, hard.

She didn’t wait. Crawling over, Ann pushed the little lamb onto her back. The next motion deftly attached the portal ring just above that perfectly slick pussy. She’d get back to that. Maybe. Ann crawled over Rosalyn, wiggling her hips as their breasts met. Rosalyn squeaked! Ann could listen to that all day! Gently, she leaned in and bit Rosalyn’s ear, taking the lobe between her teeth. Another squeak!

That wasn’t what Ann wanted, though. No, she wanted to fuck. To rut. To mate! Using only her hips, she wiggled her pussy into position, just catching the head of Rosalyn’s cock and lifting it until the shaft pointed skyward.

“I want to be your toy, too,” Ann moaned. “Be your good little slut. Let me make you feel good!”

She slammed her hips down. Rosalyn arched as she felt her cock be enveloped. Ann sat up on her knees and shook her hair back, giving Rosalyn a sensual view. Gods, this felt right. Didn’t matter how she took Rosalyn, she’d make the woman squirm until she shattered.

“Does it feel good? Your toy’s pussy?” Ann crooned.

Rosalyn nodded.

“That makes me so happy!” Ann cried, rising then falling. “All I want is to make you feel good. Do you want me to keep going?”

A nod again.

“Come on. Tell your toy what to do to make you feel good!” Ann moaned, feeling up her own breasts. Gods, the mix of domination and submission was doing it for her. Already she felt close to cumming, but needed to hold herself back.

“I want you to move,” Rosalyn said, her voice shaky. “Bounce.”

Ann lifted her hips, then clapped them back down. The feeling of her ass spreading against Rosalyn’s thighs as she did! Ugh! She needed to do it again.

“Again?”

“Keep going,” Rosalyn nodded.

Ann started bouncing. She’d never ridden a cock. Maybe a toy or two, but since getting this thing, it’d been others doing the riding. Thing was, it felt absolutely natural. Like she’d done this a million times. Her hips rose, thighs clenching, then completely let go, allowing her weight to slam back down onto Rosalyn. Ann let out a throaty moan, throwing her head back. Soon, small soft hands crept up her thighs. The push and pull were light. Almost gentle, but Ann moved with Rosalyn’s grip. She wanted the Druid to have some control here. To take Ann, even though she was being taken herself.

“You like that?” Ann moaned, resuming the fondling of her own tits. “Like seeing your big wolf toy fucking herself silly on your cock? You feel sooo good.” Ann bit her lower lip as she stopped bouncing, stirring Rosalyn’s length inside her. “I want more,” Ann whined. “Can you please give me more?”

Rosalyn’s eyes widened. Uncertainty flashed across her face. So cute! She didn’t know what to do like this.

“It’s alright,” Ann said. “Can I take more of you? Please?”

“Yes!” Rosalyn nodded, then continued as if the dam had been broken. “Yes Ann. You can take all you want. You feel so good on my dick. Keep bouncing. The claps are great! It hits my pussy just the right way, too. Then the clenches! Oh, the clenches! I can’t believe this is how you always feel. I want more of it. Fuck yourself on me! Um.. please?”

Ann laughed, then fell started to fuck herself on Rosalyn again. She held nothing back as she rode. Her tail thrashed behind her, a blur with how happy she was. Rosalyn had taken a modicum of control! Despite their current roles, she was so proud! Time to make her feel incredible.

Ann leant forward, lowering her torso. Grabbing each of Rosalyn’s hands on her thighs, she lifted them to her breasts. The Druid took to the task immediately. Fingers explored, hitting the sensitive spots they were, by now, so familiar with. Ann sucked in a breath as Rosalyn pinched a nipple, then rolled it between her fingers. Then she switched to massaging just around the nipple, teasing Ann for way too long, before running another finger over the sensitive nub. Ann felt lightning arc through her skull as she barely avoided climaxing on the spot. Not yet.

“So good,” Ann moaned, letting her head hang limp. “Keep fucking me. Make me cum. I want to cum for you! Keep fucking my guts. Make me your little addicted slut, Rosalyn. I need your cock. So much of it.”

“Ann,” Rosalyn panted back. “Ann, I’m close.”

“Me too. Me too. Use me, lambchop. Take me and make me yours. I want to feel it. Feel you cumming in me. Feel you pushing out Kat’s cum with your own.”

“Take… take it!” Rosalyn stammered. “Oh, take it. Take my children. I’m gonna make you a mother, Ann. Gonna stuff you full!”

At that moment, as Ann’s brain short-circuited between the overwhelming pleasure and confusion at what Rosalyn had just said, she came. It wasn’t like with Kat. The brutality that sent her over the edge. This was like a low rumbling earthquake. Tremble after tremble as cum flowed into her depths. She felt her legs go out, then clench repeatedly. Her entire frame shook as she fell on top of Rosalyn. Nothing could stop the shaking. Every time she tried, her vision flashed white again, and she was a shaking mess. Quivering cries echoed in her ears as her voice worked by itself, declaring how much she loved Rosalyn.

She rode the overwhelming feeling as soft hands wrapped around her torso, pulling her into a hug. Ann hugged back, desperately trying to ground herself. Find some way to control her shuddering body. Eventually, it stopped. Ann had no way of knowing how long she’d been like that. Even now, smaller aftershocks completely took her muscle control away, knocking her flat against Rosalyn.

“You ok?” muffled words reached her ears.

She nodded weakly. “So good,” came her shaky reply. She’d started drooling at some point. An unsteady hand wiped that away. 

Rosalyn moved under her, and Ann felt the cock inside her start to pull out. A plaintive whine escaped her throat before Rosalyn was locked firmly inside her. It was too soon.

Eventually, they both recovered. Ann still kept her position, unwilling to let the feeling of fullness escape. She sat up, though, letting Rosalyn escape the sweaty embrace and cool down a little.

“So, erm, we gonna talk about tha’?” Kat asked, sitting cross-legged beside them.

“’Bout wha’?” Ann slurred, still a little foggy.

“Can we not?” Rosalyn groaned, hiding her face. “I dunno what happened. It just came out and it was what was in my head so I said it, and maybe I shouldn’t because that was a lot to say right there and then in the heat of things and is not the best time to say things like that.”

“Sorry, blissed out,” Ann said, trying to get her brain to work again. “What happened?”

“Ye didn’t hear her sayin’ she was gonna feck ye full o’ pups?”

“She what?” Ann gasped, her cheeks heating up as a blush took up residence there.

“Aye, full on makin’ ye a mother,” Kat chuckled.

Rosalyn groaned into her hands, trying to hide even more. A mumble later and she literally blended into the bed with her camouflage spell.

“That’s… wow, really Rosalyn?” Ann asked as she felt some of the floaty feeling start to leave her body.

The bed nodded.

“This been a thing for you?”

Another blanket nod.

“Fer how long?”

“Dunno,” came the muted reply.

“Before us?” Ann asked.

“Nuh uh,” the bed shook its head.

“Huh, I guess I should have guessed the little lamb had a breedin’ kink,” Kat chuckled. “Never woulda thought it’d go either way.”

“Breeding kink,” Ann giggled. “Sorry. It’s just so funny to me. Sex is for having children, biologically speaking. Oh no, you want to do the thing that we’re doing and have the consequences matter! Rosalyn, come out. We’re not going to laugh at you.”

“Already did!”

“Not at you, just the kink,” Ann cooed. “Drop the spell. Please?”

More grumbles and the bed gave way to Rosalyn’s still hidden face. “Sorry!”

Kat sighed, then scooted closer and started petting the Druid’s hair. “Neither o’ us is upset, little lamb.”

“Really?”

“Yeah,” Ann continued. “So what if you wanted to pump me full of kids? Or have me do the same to you? Sure, we’re doing this for fun, but that’s sex! With all this cum,” Ann patted her slightly bloated belly, “you’d have done that were it not for my skill.”

“But some people don’t want kids,” Rosalyn groaned. “I didn’t wanna scare you off if that wasn’t a thing you didn’t want and I maybe did cause it is and if we disagreed on that it coulda been bad cause I know that’s a big thing in relationships that Ma and Pa talked about when we had those talks so I didn’t want to press it cause aaaaaa!”

Ann rolled her eyes, a smile on her face. Gently, she prised Rosalyn’s hands from her face. The woman looked up at her, lips quivering and eyebrows raised in worry.

Kat stole the moment, leaning in and giving Rosalyn a loving kiss. Still, Ann wasn’t too mad about it.

“We’re not mad,” Ann reiterated. “Personally, it’s been something I’ve considered. I might want to be a mom, somewhere down the line. Dunno when the hell that would be considering what we’re doing in our lives, but eventually it sounds nice.”

“Aye,” Kat nodded. “Shite, that’s been somethin’ that me family’s been talkin’ about. Royal line’s gotta stay a thing. No clue what Junia’s gonna do, and the youngest are just that. Somnal is in love wit’ his work. There’s been some… pressure tae figure out how an heir would happen after whoever takes the throne after our parents. Point is, been thinkin’ about it fer a while, an’ never thought I’d have the opportunity considerin’ me tastes are exclusively women. Aye, there’s the rare case like Ann, but they’re rare, an’ I don’t like the idea o’ seekin’ someone out just cause she’s got a cock. The person matters.”

“Yeah,” Ann nodded.

“So, aye. If we get tae that point, I wouldn’t mind havin’ a couple tykes o’ me own. All tha’ tae say, ye’re not weird fer wantin’ that, little lamb.”

Rosalyn blubbered for a moment, then nodded. “Thanks. Cause I do too. Even the thought of being pregnant may kinda get me going.”

Ann leaned in. “Oh? The thought of carrying my pups around? Belly heavy with children, marking you as mine?”

Rosalyn let out a pathetic whimper.

“Anyone who sees ye knowin’ ye’ve been claimed by yer woman? Knows she’s potent, but yours? Jealous of yer luck?”

Rosalyn squirmed, the cock inside Ann flexing.

“She’s getting all hard again! Good girl,” Ann cooed, then leaned down so her lips brushed against an ebony ear. “Wanna try again?”

Ann grinned wildly as the cock connected to Rosalyn via portal ring surged inside her. “That’s a yes!” Ann crowed. “Maybe later you can fill Kat up. Do you want that? Be a good girl and breed the princess?”

“Feck, got me goin’ now,” Kat chuckled. “Hate tae say it, but we’ve gotta cut this short. We’re all needed elsewhere tae get our arses outta this city.”

Grumbling, Ann pulled herself off her own cock. That empty, aching feeling returned. The one that could only be filled by her girlfriends. “Fiiine. Carry me to the bath?”

“Ye’re bigger than me!” Kat laughed.

“But you’re stronger!”

“Still awkward!”

“You’re no fun.”

“Didn’t say I wouldn’t. C’mere scruffy,” Kat laughed, grabbing Ann and throwing her over one shoulder. Rosalyn started to roll off the bed, but Kat caught her next. “Who said ye’re walkin’ anywhere?” There was a cry of surprise as Rosalyn was hefted over Kat’s other shoulder. “This is right. Me two girls in me arms. Now tae wash ‘em off.”

Ann and Rosalyn giggled and struggled as they were hauled off into bathroom.