“It has misbehaved in the past, but it has never been like this.” He groans. “It aches.”
“Oh, Linton,” I murmur as he takes me in another kiss. “What do you want to do about it?”
“I think…” he says carefully, “I want to put it in your sweet cunt.”
In a lightning move, he has me on the bed and his head between my legs, his tongue lapping between my folds. It’s all I can do to hold on to him, to grab his wings and allow my fingers to go deep into the velvety appendages. His hands hold my thighs apart as he sucks on my clit, bringing my climax closer and closer.
“Give me your nectar,” he moans over my pussy, his tongue delving deeper inside me and a clawed thumb stroking at my clit.
I can’t stop the orgasm which shakes me, even if I want to. Except I don’t want to. I want it all. I want it from the mothman with the talented tongue.
So, I shatter with his name on my lips and flood him with everything I have. My body convulses and my channel flutters at nothing, needy for more.
“My Kaitlyn,” Linton growls, lifting his head, his chin soaked with my moisture and a wet, happy smile. “You have made my spicket explode again.”
He stands, dropping his trousers to the floor. It reveals a set of fluffy legs and a cock the likes of which I could have never imagined in all my wildest dreams.
The thing is fully erect, standing proudly from the surrounding fur, which means I can see the multiple ridges on the underside which give way to large nodes studded near the tip. The tip itself is broad with a Y-shaped slit. Pre cum in a pearly white drips from it in a torrent.
“Most unruly.” He groans.
“Linton, I’m not sure if it will fit.” I stare at the thing, which pulses more as I gaze at it.
“If you taste me, you will find I have more than just venom,” Linton says.
I wrap my hand around his length, and his hips fire at me. If he has already come, then he has an impressive, instant recovery time. I stroke my hand down and back. Linton growls my name as my fingers trace over the tip. It opens slightly, enough to suction on my hand.
“Taste me,” he says, his voice strangled.
I put my mouth to his cock. His cum is sweet and sinks onto my tongue like sherbet. Almost straight away, I feel a tingling throughout my body.
“What’s happening?” I look up at him.
“I don’t just have venom,” he says. “I have many properties, and my seed is made to aid the female.”
“You have cum which…? Oh!” I exclaim as heat pools in my crotch, and while I’m still recovering from my earlier orgasm, I’m absolutely flooded with what can only be described as a slick of my fluids.
Linton hums happily, his nostrils flaring.
“What is happening?”
“You are being made ready for me,” Linton says. “Your insides are to take my spicket, and I am to breed you.”
He slides up on the bed next to me, his head coming to rest on my shoulder. My entire form is vibrating, not just from whatever’s going on inside, but from his words.
Linton wants tobreed me?
“I want to put my spicket in you, my Kaitlyn, to make you swell, to fill your belly. But I have never used my spicket in this way.” His red eyes are massive.
“This is your first time?” I gasp as my body produces yet more slick and both desire and need are growing exponentially within me. “You’ve never been with a…female…before?”
“No,” he says, shyly, his eyelashes brushing his cheeks as he dips his eyes away from me. “But I want to be with you very much.”
I take hold of his cock and run my hand up his length. It’s absolutely solid, a pulsating muscle. My touch has Linton closing his eyes in ecstasy, his hips circling as he thrusts into my grip. The tip leaks copiously, and before I can even think, I’ve slid down the bed and captured him with my mouth, my tongue running over his slits, making them open and close as Linton writhes and moans. More cum gushes out, and I gobble it down like I need it in order to survive.
I want to consume my mothman…and I want him tobreedme. Linton, my sweet virgin, is at my mercy, and all of this is how I choose it to be.
“Kaitlyn!” he says urgently. “I will spill!”
