Perversions of the Flesh

Chapter 230: ❤️ Apex Predators

The cock inside Ann was insane. She felt each ridged scale pop past her lips in extreme detail. That underside was going to absolutely wreck her, but it wasn’t just that; it was every inch of the intruder rubbing against her tiny internal tentacles. They were flattened and writhed happily against the beast. 

Kat was no less affected. Ann knew she’d be pumping Ann like she owed her money by now if the sensation wasn’t so intense.

“The feck did ye do tae yer insides?” Kat moaned. Her face was a picture of concentration and effort. Was she already close?

“A little gift for either of you who got to take me,” Ann smiled impishly up at Kat’s towering bulk. “The skill didn’t say I could only modify my cock.”

Kat gave her another experimental thrust. Ann was adjusting to the intruder and was hoping the feedback loop from last time didn’t start again.

“It’s all, wiggly?”

“What? Let me see!” Rosalyn piped up, recovering a little from her own fucking. “Aww, you’re too big, Kat! Let me see after?”

“Ye’ll be drinkin’ me cum outta her cunny as soon as I’m done,” Kat growled. 

Ann loved the way her eye darkened when she got this horny, and beyond as she was now. Her tail was going full helicopter with excitement for what was about to happen.

Rosalyn shivered. “Promise?”

“I feckin’ demand it, now lock her lips, ewe. I want tae hear her moans through your cheeks!”

Ann’s hips were pushed forward, held up by her bent legs and Kat’s grip, then pulled back in a mighty thrust. Sparks danced in her vision as Kat slammed into her cervix already, and was not going to be stopping any time soon.

Each thrust kept her spread nice and tight. She felt so wonderfully full every time she took the cock, and desperately empty every time it left. Moans flowed freely from her mouth as her eyes fluttered, then Rosalyn was there kissing her.

Ann drank in the attention, her clawed hands sinking into the fluffy wool of Rosalyn’s hair. Even as she pulled on it to keep her sanity as her lower half was ravaged, Rosalyn gave no indication she was in pain. Just moans into her mouth.

Kat apparently didn’t need both of her hands to keep her up, just one, and that brain-melting cock. Her other pressed into her groin with a palm, slowly moving upward.

“I can… feel ye,” Kat huffed. “Can feel where I’m at inside o’ ye. Sakes, Ann, Ye’re so deep fer me.”

A swell of pride filled Ann’s chest at those words. She could take Kat as deep as she wanted and would only feel better because of it. No one else could give her lover that. Only she could do this.

Her pride was knocked aside as Kat pinched a nipple. The jolt forced Ann’s back into an arch, dragging her head across the floor. The guttural scream from her lungs overwhelmed everything. Kat was an expert at breast play. She traced the area around her nipple teasingly, then ran her palm across it. When she did that, she teased at a pinch, but only actually pinched her when she least expected.

Ann came hard.

“Oh feck,” Kat gasped.

Everything inside her was moving. Muscles clenched and milked the cock buried in her guts, and the little tentacles went into overdrive, ticking and stroking everywhere. Ann’s brain was in a blender of pleasure. She couldn’t think straight. She bucked her hips harder into Kat’s thrusts, trying to get off even more.

Something snapped in her, and she whipped her torso up. The motion caught Kat by surprise and knocked her on her ass. Ann wasn’t done with her. She was going to milk this dragon dick dry.

Clawed hands ran over Kat’s glittering sides as Ann bounced. The way her ass sounded slapping against her lover’s thighs was amazing. She wanted more of it! So she rode hard.

Kat growled under her. That bassy rumble that made her heart tremble! On Ann’s next bounce, those strong hips rose to meet her descent.

“Fuck!” Ann cried. Her claws clenched hard, thumbs digging into flesh and pressing hard against scales. 

Kat hissed, but didn’t stop thrusting.

It took a couple tries for her to match the rhythm, awkward parting and meeting either too early or too late, but they got it. When they got it, that was the kind of thing Ann could get addicted to.

Each thrust combined their efforts to send shockwaves through Ann’s core. She came again, throwing her hair back and running her hands over her ears.

Neither of them stopped.

Ann lay down on Kat’s chest, taking a breast in one mouth and using her inhuman tongue to torture all of it while her hands mauled the other.

Kat’s scaled thighs were rubbing against her inner thighs with each forceful motion. The bumpy texture was doing incredible things to the nerves down there! Tingles and shivers thrummed through her nerves like a guitar solo. Fast, staccato, and full of excitement!

She was drooling badly. Ann wasn’t sure when her eyes had rolled up into her skull, but they were there. She could barely see Kat’s arms reaching up to grab her ass. 

Those calloused fingers dug into her ass and took all control away. Ann was being used, and she fucking loved it! 

She stopped caring about her hips and focused on the amazing tits in her mouth and hands. Kat was starting to get close. She could feel that monster cock throbbing inside. Every single detail was being stretched into her with an unyielding certainty. This was Kat’s cock. Her lover’s, and she’d take this happily, no matter what.

“Fuck me, Kat! Claim me, make me never forget this cock!” Ann moaned in delirious lust. “Cooock, mmmm, fuck yeah, keep going, just like that! Wanna feel you in my throat.”

Kat’s body shook. She was doing her best. Ann knew that somewhere in her subconscious. With all that venom in her, she’d give no less than her full effort.

Kat surprised her, grabbing a fistful of grey hair and pulling Ann’s head back painfully.

Any complaint or moan was stifled by her lover devouring her lips. Cum flooded her core. No warning to prepare her. Only that incredible feeling as she was filled to the brim and beyond. She felt it jetting in ridiculous spurts as Kat’s balls slapped into her ass a couple more times, then locked in.

Ann broke the kiss. She couldn’t handle this. It was too much, and her brain needed something to ground her. Teeth scraped against scales on Kat’s shoulder, then punched through. Ann didn’t know how fast she got her venom back, and didn’t care. The taste of blood in her mouth and the feeling of something in her teeth were her tether to reality as she milked Kat for all she was worth.

The hands on her ass left, changing to hug her back, each resting on a different spot of the strip of fur running down her spine. It wasn’t just them, either.

Rosalyn was petting Ann’s hair, paying special attention to her ears as she cooed her own flavour of perversion. “Doesn’t it feel so good, Ann? To bite down on things you love? Mmmf, I know I love it when you do. Keep cumming for her. Let our dragon mark you.”

It helped exactly as Rosalyn intended. Ann closed her eyes and bit harder as another quake of pleasure took her breath away.

Kat actually cried out this time, but didn’t pull away. Her lover was stubborn like that. Neither of them minded a bit of pain in the bedroom.

Ann was still trying to catch her breath when her neck was grabbed. Hoisted bodily, Kat pushed herself up and tossed Ann on her back. Rosalyn was thrown between her legs the next moment, immediately starting to lick at Ann’s oversensitive crotch.

Kat towered over them both. The size she’d gotten inside Ann was ridiculous. No normal person could take what looked like two feet of cock. That length lay between Rosalyn’s ass and draped down the ebony woman’s back. There were more scales to make up for the length, rather than stretching them. Probably why Ann didn’t remember her pulling out, that’d ruin any kind of memory she possessed. 

Pearly white streaks on Rosalyn’s back told Ann that Kat was still cumming when she’d chucked her. The beast wasn’t done yet. Slowly, Kat pulled the monster back, letting each scale be felt between the Druid’s cheeks as she went.

Rosalyn mewled into Ann’s pussy, but didn’t stop licking.

Ann could barely keep track of what was happening with Rosalyn’s tongue greedily scooping cum from her insides. Still, they both jolted as Kat pushed forward.

“Open up, little lamb,” Kat hissed. “I’m comin’ in.”

“Oh yes!” Rosalyn cried. Her arms reached back, leaving her upper body supported by her face in Ann’s groin, and she spread her ass for Kat.

Kat had a harder time with this one; for some reason, Ann’s brain couldn’t fathom it right now. A lot of grunting, and with a startled cry from Rosalyn, she got herself inside.

“S-s-slooowly,” Rosalyn moaned. “Kat, ssslooo-oh fuck.”

Kat thankfully listened as she pushed her hips forward. The movement was slow, but unrelenting. Rosalyn stopped holding her ass apart and wrapped her arms around the thighs she was trapped between.

Ann smiled down sweetly at Rosalyn, loving the feeling of her lover’s hands in her fur. That ebony face was covered in cum, now. Ann had been leaking heavily, and it just made the woman hotter. Her hips started rolling, tail thrashing against the ground as she rode Rosalyn’s tongue and lips.

“Such… such a good girl,” she gasped. One of her hands grabbed a horn, pulling her into the right spot. “Your tongue feels so good. Drink… mmf, drink up. Kat’s gonna give me a refill once she’s done with you.”

The way Rosalyn’s strange sheep-like eyes lit up at that news only made Ann ride her face harder.

“Gods, ‘er arse is so tight,” Kat moaned. She hadn’t sped up much. Not for the sake of trying. Scales were rippling over her shoulders and arms as she put her weight into stuffing Rosalyn.

“Dragon having trouble plundering her hoard?” Ann teased back.

“I’ll get ‘er loosened up,” Kat snarled back with a mighty thrust that sent Rosalyn quaking into Ann’s lap.

“Mmm, she moans so loud when you do that. Keep it going,” Ann panted.

“Feckin our little lambchop intae a cream filled puddle.”

“While she’s being so obedient and eating me out.”

“Don’t make ‘er wait, she loves yer claws.”

Ann grinned, looking Rosalyn in her watering eyes. “You want that? Want these in your back?”

The Druid nodded emphatically, giving them no room for doubt.

Ann reached out with her free hand and extended her claws. She touched Rosalyn’s soft back. She was always soft, no matter how tense her muscles were. At first, she just let the points trace along the flesh, not putting any pressure behind them. As soon as Rosalyn let out a whimper that wasn’t from her ass getting pounded, Ann dug them in and pulled.

A scream of pain filled her core as Ann gouged out four lines, watching them begin to bleed.

“Feck!” Kat yelped.

Rosalyn had thrown her hips back against the princess and was now meeting her thrust for thrust. Ann had kept the claws shallow enough to bleed and look bad, but not do anything permanent.

“Like getting taken by the big predators?” Ann cooed down at the sheep between them. “The big, strong women who can do whatever they want with you?”

Rosalyn just dived further into her position.

“Take it,” Kat growled. “I’m gonna split yer arse wide open. Gods, if I had claws or teeth, I’d maul ye too.”

“Smack her ass with those scales,” Ann suggested. “Bet those feel really great.”

With a grin, Kat pulled one of her hands back and gave Rosalyn’s rippling cheeks a backhanded smack. Scales dug into flesh, and Rosalyn moaned anew.

“Oh, tha mi a’ dol gad briodadh!” Kat cried. Both hands grabbed Rosalyn’s hips and took her.

The druid was little more than a ball of moans and pleasure. She’d cum countless times, and Kat was almost about to blow her… fourth load? Ann didn’t care. She just rode her little lover’s face for all she was worth.

With a titanic thrust, Kat flattened Rosalyn, making her face slide on a mess of cum and spit up onto Ann’s stomach.

While Kat pumped endless amounts of cum into the Druid’s guts, Ann cupped her face and purred affirmations. Rosalyn did deserve praise for how well she’d taken such a rough fucking, and she wasn’t going to pass up the opportunity to tell the woman how much she loved her.

There was no brain behind those glazed-over, horizontally slitted eyes. Rosalyn was a moaning, cumming pile of meat, and happy as could be.

“Not enough.”

Ann cocked her head, ears perking.

“Not enough,” Kat repeated, her head hung as she stayed buried in Rosalyn.

“Kat?”

“MORE!” Kat roared. Unceremoniously, she pulled out of Rosalyn with a cry from both women.

Ann saw what was coming and, as gently as she could, rolled the blissed-out Druid out of the way.

Kat lunged, and Ann squeaked as she was flipped over and pinned to the bedroll. Kat’s cock was in her already, spreading her as her insides clenched and adjusted around it.

“That’s it. Show me the dragon,” Ann panted. “Show me what you can really do!”

Kat’s hands on her shoulders clenched as she mercilessly slammed her hips into Ann. Her breathing was ragged, and clearly still sensitive.

Ann perked her ass as best she could under the assault and clenched in time with her lover. Gods, it felt incredible to have her cock pounding herself. The double sensations were just mind-blowing, and then Kat’s huffs and groans mixed into it all made it even better!

“Tighten up, mutt,” Kat snarled.

“Huh?”

“I said, tighten up!” Kat’s hands grabbed Ann by the neck and pulled her up and back. Only her supernatural flexibility allowed Ann to curl so far that she was kissing Kat upside down. The warrior was so rough! What a beautiful thing, to be able to drive someone to these depths.

Ann felt her cock swell again, and everything got that much more sensitive. It was starting again. The feedback loop of her body adjusting to itself. Holy shit, she wasn’t… how big was Kat already?

One of Ann’s uselessly dangling arms reached down to her stomach. She could feel the cock inside her through the skin. It was almost up to her ribs! That shouldn’t be… Kat sucked her tongue into her mouth, and all thoughts fled Ann’s mind. She surrendered in that moment, hands groping her breasts as she let Kat take her.

Kat never let go of her neck. This only added to the heady rush of being so thoroughly fucked.

It happened faster than Ann thought would be possible with how big Kat was. She pulled every meaty inch of that dragon cock and shoved the tapered tip against her ass.

Ann nearly passed out when she felt the tip slide in, the shape so easily spreading her again.

“Sho, sho big,” she slurred, Kat still holding her long tongue captive.

“Mine,” was all she got back from her princess.

Every single bump. She felt every single scaly bump as it pushed past her entrance. Each spread her past what she thought possible, then popped in to let her relax and start the whole process over. The most exquisite torture she’d ever experienced.

Kat finally bottomed out, heavy balls slapping into Ann’s used and abused cunt. Both women took a second to just breathe. Ann felt so heavy. That thing was all inside her, and she could take it! Why was she so proud of that?

Kat, lost in her venom-induced lust, didn’t have the wherewithal to ponder such philosophical quandaries. She was a beast covered in brilliant blue scales designed to fuck Ann. No words left her lips anymore; just growls and groans as she started to move.

Before Ann’s mind was blanked out by pleasure, she had to wonder if this was what anal beads felt like?

Kat released her neck just as her vision began to darken. A gasp of breath brought her back to some level of lucidity as she was hauled into the air. Kat twisted her, still impaled, around to face her. Their foreheads knocked together as Ann wrapped her legs around Kat’s hips. She stared into those icy blue eyes she loved so much.

“Do it.”

Kat lifted Ann’s hips, dragging her off a stupid amount of shaft, and dropped.

Ann’s arms wrapped around Kat’s neck, claws digging into her scaled back as she came. Again and again, she came as Kat fucked her with a reckless need.

She’d felt when she’d been filled, every pulse of that cock pumping her with the warmest feeling possible. She knew Kat had brought Rosalyn over to clean her up again, as they’d said. But Ann’s brain lost track of the details in between. It was all a blur of unending pleasure.

She came to her senses after a time to find Kat kneeling beside her, supporting her head as she gently stroked Rosalyn’s hair. The Druid was sleeping peacefully in her lap, somehow comfortable despite the dragon dick rubbing her cheek. Maybe she was actually more comfortable that way.

“Wow,” Ann whispered.

“Welcome back,” Kat chuckled softly. “Thought I was the one who got bit.”

“Babe, you turn me on so hard I don’t need that stuff. Besides, I can trigger my own fuck-o-mania whenever I want.”

“Sure can.”

“So, you have fun?”

“It was an absolute blast,” Kat sighed, pulling some woolly hair out of Rosalyn’s face. “Can’t believe ye both kept up wit’ it.”

“Literally built for fucking,” Ann reminded her lover, gesturing to her body, covered in sweat, cum and whatever else. “You gave me a run for my money, though.”

Kat’s mouth stretched wide, a yawn escaping her. “Dinnae about tha’. Ye’re still decently awake. Feel like I’m about tae fall o’er.”

“Then do it. I’ll get us cleaned up. You rest. I love you,” Ann whispered. She pulled Kat’s chin around, giving the princess a gentle kiss. None of the heat, but all of the love.

“Love ye, too. Rosalyn’d say the same if she could.”

“I know she would,” Ann smiled at the sleeping woman as she snorted in her dreams. “Lay down, snuggle up with her. Don’t mind me while I clean.”

Kat did as she was bade, pulling Rosalyn into her arms and pressing their sticky bodies together. Doing so made Ann’s job a bit harder, but she worked around them, making sure they were all clean with a damp rag and the bucket they’d been provided.

Once they were clean and Kat’s scales were glittering with water instead of bodily fluids, Ann focused on herself. Deactivating the portal ring, her cock and balls came back, resting heavily against her crossed legs.

She hadn’t really taken the time to admire what she’d created. Taking that time, she felt proud of how well she’d made something so fantastical, but still pleasurable to take. The tapered tip was a real boon for anal, or even oral, letting it get into the throat easier. Those delicious, scaly bumps on the underside had an incredible texture for the taker as well. She hadn’t gotten enough time to play with them, but the ridges that now coated her balls probably felt good, too.

All that being said, blue was not her colour. She was a creature of blacks and greys. Sometimes purples, pinks, and golds, but her natural state was much darker. This thing stood out on her like a sore thumb. Thankfully, it retreated into her sheath, hiding away all but the tip, which still poked out of the fluffy patch of fur she kept there. Annoyed, she prodded at it, but it wouldn’t go further in. At least the horse cock was flat at the end, so it hid better.

Grumbling to herself, she finished cleaning up and joined the cuddle pile. Sleep came quickly, filled with dreams of other things she wanted to do with her lovers.