Kira & the Saytr

[hammy49]

Alexius and Kronos back away from the girls and watch their will shatter. Slowly Petelia makes the first move, pulling Kira to her and kissing her gently, softly at first. Soon passion overtakes them both and they begin to kiss hungrily as if to devour each other's soul.

Hands begin to wander all over the bodies, tits and pussies are groped until finally it is Kira who makes the first move, pulling Petelia down onto her back and kissing her way down her body, across her tits and stomach, pausing just above her pussy to glance up at Petelia.

Petelia's eyes lit up and she grabbed Kira's head in her hands and as she pushed her face towards her pussy, she says "Go on Kira, you know you want to!"

Alexius looks at his brother and says "Best idea ever brother! This is a show worth watching!"

 

[Iscaa]

Kira looks down at the lovely pussy in front of her, smiles slowly licking her lips, “ Yes I do
want to taste you Petelia,” breathing deeply of her scent she puts her fingers on each of her
outer lips, spreading her wide open. She examines all the delicate folds, spotting Petelia's little
nob, she then leans in and give it a lick. A moan escapes from the green haired dryad,
encouraging Kira to continue with her exploring.She puts her lips on top of the nob and gently
sucks on it for a long time.

Petelia emits a continuous song of moans as her body trembles and jerks. The fingers of Kira's
right hand move between her lips, sliding up and down easily, with all the slick moisture that
she is producing. Her left hand travels up over Petelia's stomach until it reaches her breast,
stopping at the very excited nipple. Taking it between her thumb and finger, Kira pinches and
pulls on it, making Petelia thrash her head back and forth, groaning loudly, begging Kira to
fuck her with her fingers.

Kira responds by sliding one finger slowly inside her hot pussy, until it can go no further, she
then bends her finger and rakes it along the very sensitive g-spot area, over and over again.
Petelia cries out mindlessly, her body starts to spasm as she starts to cum. Kira sucks on her
clit, moving two fingers inside of her pussy now. Petelia's whole body is taking over in the
most intense orgasm of her life, gushing cum all over Kira's hand and throat.

After at least 5 minutes of intense climax, Petelia starts to come down from it, breathing
heavily, her body is completely exhausted now. She lays there like a dead thing barely able to
move.

Kira lifts her face off of Petelia's pussy and looks at the two satyrs, her eyes traveling from
each one's face down his chest to his enormous erection. She licks her lips, “ Well now, who
shall I choose?”

 

[Iscaa]

On hearing those words, Petelia perks up, and says, “ Not so fast, I am not done yet.”
She pulls Kira down , pushing her onto her back. Kira laughs and runs her hands
along her arms pulling Petelia down on top of her. “ Well now, what would you have in
mind twirp?” Petelia leans down smiling, kisses Kira gently on the lips, “ How about some
of this,” Plants little kisses on her eye lids, then her cheeks, getting to her mouth again. Kira
puts her hands behind Petelia's head and pulls her close and starts to deep kiss her, moaning
in between.

Hands begin to wander over both dryads' bodies. As they heat each other up, louder moans
and sighs are heard. They roll over each other as their passion builds higher and higher. Finally
Petelia gets Kira on the bottom and lifts her head up, “ Now it's my turn to taste you,” she
then starts to work her way slowly down Kira's body. Lips kissing and sucking beginning with
her mouth, and then her throat, paying particular attention there, since that brings on
more moaning and shivering to Kira. She, moves her hands onto Kira's hardened nipples,
rubbing and pulling on them. Kira's pays her back by reaching for Petelia's breasts, and
massaging them , working her nipples roughly.

The two dryads were enjoying each other so much, they forgot all about their audience of
two very hard and worked up satyrs.

Petelia finally worked her way down to Kira's waiting throbbing pussy. She then dived in
which made Kira cry out and buck underneath her. Licking and sucking for long minutes,
Kira cried out again and again as she got closer to exploding in Petelia's face. Kira moaned
loudly one more time, then screamed out, “ I'm cumming now!” She bucked and trembled
and cried out for at least 5 minutes, until she finally couldn't move anymore.

She lay there totally exhausted, while Petelia came up for air and smiled at the two heavy
breathing satyrs. “ Now, that was so delicious, top that you two!”

 

[DStone121]

Kronos and Alexius cleared their throats and looked at each other.

"Well, that was quite a performance you two" said Kronos beaming with pride. "My brother and I will have to discuss who the winner is since you both did so very well."

The two Satyrs stroked their erections as they talked and discussed the various merits of how well the two dryads performed. Kira and Petelia held hands, their relationship now taken at a different level than before. They both enjoyed the physical sensations each was able to give the other. At the same time, they stared hard at the erections in the hands of Kronos and Alexius, knowing they would still crave what they held.

The Satyrs seem to come to an agreeable solution and turn to face the dryads again.

"Kira, come here" Kronos stated and Kira stepped forward. The Satyrs both reached out and caressed her naked body, their hands exploring every inch. Kira felt like a piece of meat being examined and probed. There was a small part of her brain that accepted and liked this sort of objectiveness....to be looked at and felt in a way that was purely sexual.

"Petelia, come here" Alexius stated and she also came to stand in front of and waited while they examined her in the same manner.

"You are both wonderfully developed, sexy, and beautiful" Alexius tells them

"But, there can be only one winner" Kronos chimes in. "And therefore, after much discussion and......" his words are cut short

A loud explosion of leaves sprays forth behind them. The ground shakes with tremendous force. A gigantic form rushes forth and quickly grabs Kira and Peteila and thunders off into the forest. The smell was horrific and it happened so quickly, all Kronos and Alexius could make out were horns on top of a huge muscular form.

 

[Iscaa]

Both Kira and Petelia scream as the giant monster grabs them up, turns around and runs off.
Kira tries to fight by hitting it as best she could, but it had shifted her under it's arm, just as
Petelia was, making it very easy to make his escape with the dryads. The kicking and screaming
was getting them nowhere, Petelia looked across the chest of the beast, seeing Kira, “ How
are we going to get away from this, this monster?” Kira whispered, “ I don't have a clue, we
will just have to bid our time, hoping to get a chance to escape.”

Before long, Kira heard the creature grunt, looking up, she saw a huge cave open up in front
of them, before they knew what was happening, they were carried inside the huge mouth of
the cave. Both girls cried out, renewing their struggles to get free. As they went deeper and
deeper into the black cave, they knew it would take a miracle to get them out of this situation.

Finally without warning, Kira and Petelia were dumped on the sandy ground of the inner
cavern. Both dryads held onto each other as they looked up at the brute. They could
see in the dim light from the torch attached to the wall, that it had a human body which was
gigantic by anyone's standard, but the head wasn't human at all. On top of the huge shoulders
was the head of a bull, horns and all. Kira's eyes got huge,“ Petelia, this has to be a Minotaur,
we are in big trouble now.” Looking back up at the brute, “ What are you going to do with us?”

 

[Iscaa]

Both Kira and Petelia shook in fear as the beast stared at one then the other. He didn't say
a word, who knew if he could even talk? After looking at them for a few minutes he turned
walking towards the far wall, then rummaged around . Kira wondered if this would be their
only chance to make a run for it. Quickly getting up, she grabbed Petelia's hand, she looked
in the direction of the huge beast again. He had stopped rummaging and was now,
straightening up, holding some old chains in his huge grotesque hand. Kira cried, “ Run!”

Before they could even get ten feet, the beast dropped the chains and bounded ahead of
them, effectively blocking the exit. He quickly grabbed each by the arm and dragged them to
where he had left the chains. Before they knew what was happening, he had the chains
clamped onto their ankles, the other ends of them were attached to the wall with a ring.
Both girls started to cry. Their only hope now was the satyr brothers.

 

[billybroadbend]

Willos was considered large, even by the standards of the creatures that inhabited the Realm. The product of a satyr and a faun, Willos was a mere lad of twenty, who had left the Realm three years prior to the time frame of our story, obsessed with exploring Greece and the surrounding isles of Crete and the Ionian Isles, noted for their wines and rocky coastlines. Having no money, Willos had taken on passage as a rower on barges and warships, and the resultant work had transformed his body into a muscular satyr with the strength and endurance of a bull. His shoulders and arms were massive, and great cordons of hard muscle lined his back and thighs.

After three years away, Willos was returning to the Realm via the Appian Way, sleeping just off the road when he grew weary of walking. He figured he had just crossed into the Realm recently, for his sensitive nose was picking up familiar scents. Some human females crossed his path and after some initial shyness on Willos’ part, he asked them where he was, exactly. They told him he had, indeed crossed back into the Realm some two days ago, and also relayed the news that he had just missed a hell of a bacchanal, thrown just a couple days ago by Dionysus, himself. This saddened Willos, for like all Satyrs he had a never-ending thirst for drink and for chasing pussy. The girls told him there had been two comely dryads at the party who would have been right up his alley, from their description. Dryad pussy was well-suited for a strapping satyr such as Willos, who was endowed with a pole nearly as impressive as his massive girth. With a nod and a smile, Willos bade the human women good day and set out on his way.

That evening, after the heavens spread their dark, star-encrusted blanket upon the Realm, Willos had just laid down on a fresh bed of grass when he heard a disturbance approaching him. It sounded like a large animal of some kind, for its breathing was very loud. It was running down the road at what sounded like full speed, the clop clop clop of its hooves getting closer by the second. Willos lay very still, and then it was by him; a huge two legged beast covered with short black hair and a foul odor. Willos was astonished to see that the animal carried a female dryad under each arm, one of whom was struggling to break the monster’s grip. In a heartbeat, the beast was gone, and Willos was left wondering what to do.

 

[Iscaa]

Kira started to scream for help, then elbowed for Petelia to do the same. Both dryads looked
towards the cave entrance, hoping their shouts would be heard. They kept on shouting , looked
at the Minotaur in between, then renewing their shouts. They had heard terrible stories of the
monster Minotaur, how he killed and ate his victims. It was not the way they had ever envisioned
that they would end up as someone's dinner.

The monster just sat back on his haunches and grinned at the two. Finally he spoke, “ There is
no one to save you from what I have planned, you will be my slaves, from now on. You both
will look after this cave , make my meals and satisfy my lustful cravings. Of which I have a
plentiful supply.” He chuckled at his own humor.

The girls, having heard what he said, renewed their desperate calls for help. They didn't know
what was worse, being a slave or a meal.

 

[billybroadbend]

There was little time to think or to make a plan. Willos hastily grabbed his spear and short sword from his cache and as quietly as he could he ran after the beast and his booty. In times like this, it is best not to over-think things, thought Willos. The road had several bends and he couldn’t see too far but he felt that he would be able to catch up to the Minotaur as long as it didn’t veer off into the forest.

Sure enough, a couple minutes of running drew him within sight of the hulking monster ahead of him. Willos settled back to where he could just keep sight of the beast.

They ran for an hour, it seemed, and Willos was amazed that the beast only slowed down a couple times. Finally, it turned off the trail and made its way to a series of small foothills. The hills were covered by deciduous trees so Willos closed the gap to better observe the monster. He was rewarded when the Minotaur paused before a small opening in the rocks and, after a cursory glance around, disappeared within.

Willos was now torn between tactics. He knew he was going to have to enter that dark cave in order to effect a rescue of the Dryads. He wasn’t sure if he should wait until the middle of the night, hoping to catch the beast asleep, or to enter immediately, hoping to catch the beast off guard. After a few minute’s deliberation, Willos opted for the more immediate course of action, largely because he had no idea what fate lay in store for the dryads if he delayed.

He took off the cloak of goat fur that he wore and cut out two large patches and several narrow strips. Bending down, he put a patch over each of his cloven hooves. Binding them at the top with the narrow strips, he hoped these would muffle his approach on the rocky floor of the cavern. No sooner had he finished his preparations then he heard yelling from within. Keep yelling, girls, he thought, yell, and lead me right to you. As if in abeyance the shouts continued. He went forward quickly, grateful that the goat fur did indeed silence his movement. He made several turns in the tunnels, and he marked each one with a large symbol and arrow so that he could return the same way. If he returned, he thought to himself grimly.

He entered the cave just as the Minotaur was sitting down and gloating to the dryads over his dastardly plans for their future. The beast and the beauties saw him simultaneously, as this opening in the cavern was not large. Before the Minotaur could get to his feet, Willos ran toward him and, with all his weight and momentum, drove his spear into the space between the creature’s collarbone and throat. The strength in Willos’ shoulders drove the shaft in deep, knocking the bull-man backwards. If he can’t breathe he can’t kill me, Willos reasoned.

With a gurgled roar of surprise and pain, the beast reached and tried to grab Willos. Willos barely evaded the grasp of the thing, then his sword flashed in the dark, biting deep into the creature’s wrist. Blood spurted as from a fountain, the arterial flow pumping black blood high into the air. Another bellow followed, and Willos crouched low and let his sword bite yet again, into the bones and joint of the creature’s knee. The beast fell to the ground hard, his horned head hung low between his shoulders, whimpering. Not fifteen seconds had elapsed since Willos had entered the cave.

“The chain,” a frantic female voice from behind Willos whispered. “The key to our locks is kept on the chain around its neck!”

 

[Iscaa]

Both Dryads turned as one, to see a big satyr enter the cave entrance. Watching as he ran at the
monster, Kira stood up pulling Petelia to her feet as well. They watched as the fight unfolded,
horrified at the blood that spurted up and splattered all around them. The Minotaur's roar of pain
and anger filled the cave. Kira put her hands over her ears, trying to block it out.

All she wanted to do was run away, but the chain held both her and Petelia. Pelelia whispered,
“Look Kira the monster is down, now is our chance to escape.” Grabbing the chain, she tried
pulling it from the wall, to no avail. “Kira, here help me try to pull the chain out of the wall.”
They both desperately yanked at the chain at the same time but it wouldn't budge. Petelia cried,
“There is no way we will be able to get loose, what are we going to do?”

Kira turned back to see how the fight was going, and noticed a heavy blackened chain around
the beast's neck. On the end of it she spied a key, ( Is that a key I see on the chain on his neck?,
Yes, it must be for these chains.) Quickly Kira told Petelia, about the chain and not to give up
hope.

Glancing back in the direction of the satyr, Kira frantically whispered, “The chain, the key to our
locks are kept on the chain around it's neck.”

She continued, “Hurry, before it comes around, take the key and help us get loose. Hurry!”

 

[billybroadbend]

In less time than it takes to relate it, Willos ran to the bleeding mess that was the Minotaur and reached for the chain. Sensing his approach, the Minotaur shook his massive head, demonstrating that although severely wounded, the bull-man had plenty of fight left in him. Willos did not hesitate, for the Minotaur’s wounds had left it in a vulnerable position; kneeling on the ground, head down. Willos yelled and rushed the beast anew, coming down on the beast’s neck with his full weight and strength focused on his sword. His sword bit deep, cleaving the mammoth’s head from its neck. Dark blood pumped from the wound, showering Willos and the screaming dryads.



Willos retrieved the chain and quickly freed the dryads from their chains. Of the two dryads, Petelia seemed the worst for wear. She was still sobbing and seemed oddly quiet and distant when Willos liberated her from her chains. Inspecting Kira for wounds, Willos was struck by the intensity of spirit she showed in her eyes. When freed, Kira ran to the Minotaur and kicked at its head, calling it a profane name that Willos had never heard before.



Taking Petelia by the hand, Willos led the way out of the cave, and he was grateful that he had marked a return path. His battle with the Minotaur had disoriented him, and there were many opportunities to get lost within the labyrinth of the cavern. Finally, he saw light ahead.



The weary threesome stumbled out of the cavern and made their way downhill, back to the road. Exhausted and filthy, they were happy to find a gurgling stream just out of sight of the roadway. Three simultaneous splashes were followed by simultaneous whoops of surprise at how cold the stream was. Quick baths were followed by quick exits and the grassy bank allowed the trio to dry off relatively quickly. The sun was just beginning to color the eastern sky pink and yellow.



Willos took the time to observe the two dryads and was pleased with what he saw. Both were fulsome and feminine and their nipples were poking up from the cold water they had just exited. The younger of the two was shorter, and her breasts were not as full as the other dryad’s. Eye contact ensued and a bright smile lit the face of the younger one. She approached the satyr tentatively, still smiling.



“Thank you for what you did back there,” she said, nodding her head in the direction of the hills, “My name is Petelia.”



“I am Willos.”



"And I am Kira," said the taller dryad, a black eyed beauty with a wide smile occupying her face as she elbowed Petelia aside. She threw herself at Willos, hugging him tightly.



"Thank you, thank you, thank you....you saved our lives!"

 

[Iscaa]

Kira took a quick glance at Petelia and stuck her tongue out at her. “Petelia luv, why don't you
go take a little rest over by those rocks, I am sure you will feel a lot better if you do. Meanwhile
I will take care of our rescuer.” She then turns back towards Willos, “ Now that was such a brave
thing you did for us. How on earth will we ever repay you?” She batted her eyes and licked her
lips all the while, running her hands up and down his massive shoulders.

Meanwhile, Petelia didn't like this at all, she stood a few feet away, and frowned at the way
Kira was throwing herself at the handsome bulky satyr. She stepped forward, grabbed Kira
by the arm and swung her off of Willos. “Not so fast Kira, your not the only one that is grateful
you know, let me have a chance at him.” She then slid her arms around Willos neck and pulled
him down kissing him passionately.

The furious Kira lunged at Petelia and hauled her off of him. They fell to the ground, screaming
and flailing about. Both were going at it pretty good, pulling hair and rolling around, when finally
they got themselves tried out and lay on their backs, breathing heavily sweat glistening off their
enticing bodies. Suddenly they both burst out laughing, turning their heads to look up at Willos.
Kira still chuckling remarked, “Well Willos, who do you want?”

 

[billybroadbend]

Willos looked at the two of them naked before him and realized he had a momentous decision to make. He was a young satyr in the prime of his youth and his endowment from his father was a rather large member and the juice that went with it. For all of life, though, Willos had been cursed with shyness around beautiful women. Truth be told, he wasn't that experienced in the more carnal aspects of satyrdom. It must have been this relative inexperience on his part that drove his decision to Kira; she was clearly more experienced than Petellia and had bigger tits to boot.

"You, Kira," he said. "I claim the hero's prize from you first." Willos' penis apparently agreed with this decision, because it immediately stood fully erect, as if seeking to get Kira's attention.

 

[Iscaa]

Seeing that very obvious response, Kira grinned, one eyebrow went up, “ Well well, now that is
indeed a good choice that you have made Willos.” She looked back at Petelia, and laughed, “Beat
you again twirp!” She stood up , brushing off the dirt, she had got from rolling around on the ground.
Kira now sashayed over to the studly Willos She walked around him, looking him over from top
to bottom, remarking, “ Nice, very nice” she ran her hand up his arm to his shoulder. Pausing for
a moment to feel how hard his muscles were before continuing down his back. Again she said,
“Nice...” nodding her head.

Kira then walked around to the front of him, she noted that his eyes had followed her as she
looked him over. Stepping right up against his broad chest, she slipped her arms around his thick
neck, and pulled him down to her level, planting her lips against his. She kept the pressure up until
his mouth opened a little. As soon as he did, she slipped her tongue in, deepening the kiss. As she
hummed softly in his mouth, her body rubbed up against his. Her hard nipples brushing his hairy
chest. Kira brushed her hips against his massage erection, smearing his juices all over her belly.

She moaned louder into his mouth, hands grasping at him. Finally she tore her mouth off of his
and whispered in his ear, “ Let's take this to a more comfortable place.” Then she continued to
nibble on his hairy earlobe, finally sucking on it.

 

[billybroadbend]

Acting on the invitation from Kira, Willos bent down and picked up the comely dryad, slinging her over his shoulder. Giving a lustful wink and a nod to the pouting Petelia, Willos carried Kira away from the riverbank to a nice grassy glen. She was surprisingly light for Willos to carry, and she wiggled a bit in mock indignation upon being hoisted over Willos' shoulder. She had a victor's smile on her face, however, when Willos set her down. Both the satyr and the dryad studied each other for a second, before clinching again and picking up where they had left off.

The battle with the Minotaur had stirred their adrenaline, and now that they were safely alone, both of them realized that they were horny as Hades and ready to romp. Willos' member was fully swollen and he was leaking precum in anticipation of sex with Kira. Kira literally jumps into Willos' arms and starts kissing him deeply, her tongue probing into Willos' mouth.

"I want you so much," she whispers to the satyr between kisses. Her hand reaches down and squeezes the hard cock that Willos has sprouted.

"Oh my gods!!!" she says, "that thing is a monster!"

"A friendly one, though," Willos says, "and one that doesn't need slaying."

 

[Iscaa]

Kira lifts one eyebrow up, “Indeed ? I'll be the judge of that my fine satyr.” She then clamps
her month on his again, and they go at it for long minutes, before coming up for air. Meanwhile
she had been trying to get his fur loin cloth off of his hips, so she could have a good look at his
package. Finally she tugs the thing enough til it loosens and falls around his ankles.

Kira undoes the lip lock she has on his face and slides down off of Willos. Backing off, she
now does an inspection of his very stunning goods. She walked back and forth, nodding her
head, “Mmmm...I predict we will have a grand time, but you will have to go slow at first, I
know I can accommodate most sizes, but you my pulchritudinous friend, will be a challenge
indeed!”

Walking over to a nice soft bed of grass, Kira sits down and pats the ground beside her,
licking her lips in anticipation. As she watches Willos amble over, she smiles and leans
back, spreading her legs just enough for him to see what she has waiting for him. Moving
one hand to her very moist pussy, she slowly slides her fingers along her slit...closes her eyes
and softly moans. Kira then opens her eyes and watches Willos' approach.

 

[billybroadbend]

Willos watches Kira finger herself as he approaches her, and the lust in him rises along with his huge erection. It had been months since he had last enjoyed a dryad's attentions, and his last dryad had smelled of earth rot, had skin as hard as the bark of her oak, and was nowhere near as comely as this dryad, nor as slutty. Willos loved the way Kira's eyes got a hungry look when she spied his member in all of its fully erect glory, and when Kira got on her back, spread her legs, and began stirring her own honey pot, Willos nearly shot his load. Precum was dripping off his huge cock as he knelt in front of Kira, put both arms under her spread legs, and lifted Kira's ass off the ground, burying his face in the moistening snatch of the dryad. Kira yelped in surprise, not expecting an oral assault in that manner, but she began to yield and enjoy herself when she felt the eager tongue of the satyr licking her inside and out. It turned out that his cock was not the only organ that was a bit over-sized, as Willos' tongue was long enough to penetrate Kira's increasingly creamy cunt far deeper than she ever would have expected.

"Ohhhhhhh....Willos.....you lovely lovely boy...." moaned Kira, as Willos knelt and worshiped her pussy, lovingly licking the inside of her honeyed walls.

"Mmmm...Mmmphhhhh..." replied Willos, as his tongue now fully penetrated into Kira, sending her hips into motion as he began fucking her with his tongue.

The dryad began rotating her hips in ecstasy at the tongue lashing the satyr was giving her. Kira was used to giving oral pleasure, and indeed she was quite the expert cocksucker, but none of her other lovers had shown much interest in gamahuching her before now, and she was quickly becoming a devotee of the practice. This satyr is pleasing me like no other has before, she thought, as her hips rolled and rocked and the satyr held onto her with his mouth glued to her vagina and his tongue dancing inside her, sending waves of pleasure through every inch of her body.

 

[Iscaa]

All Kira could do was react to what Willos was so expertly doing to her. As he continued, she
felt her climax building to an incredible height. She started to moan louder, then she cried out,
“ OMG...Willos....I am cumming now!!!” Her body started to jerk as she twitched uncontrollably.
Sweat was pouring off her brow and the rest of her body was glistening with moisture. As her
climax washed over her entire body, she sank back, exhausted, barely able to move. Even her
breathing was shallow. But her heart rate was still going a mile a minute, this orgasm went on
and on, draining her completely. After about five minutes, she started to slowly come down
form it, but still couldn't move a muscle. Her body needed to recoup from such an experience.

Kira fell into a light sleep. She dreamed, and in her dream, she went though the whole love
making action again. Her responses to the dream were real, her body reacted with the increased
breathing, she shivered, her nipples were hard, her pussy became soaked again. She moaned in
her sleep state, hands grasping at the grass. She started to feel her climax approaching and when
it hit, she opened her eyes, crying out again and again as it swept through her entire body.
Gasping for breath, Kira whispered to Willos, “ What on earth have you done to me?

 

[billybroadbend]

"I'm not entirely sure," said Willos, "I've never had that type of reaction from anyone before."
Kira opened her eyes and pulled Willos' face to hers, smothering him in kisses and moans. Meanwhile, Petelia, bereft at being left alone, had followed the general direction that Willos and Kira had taken and then listened carefully until the sounds of passion led her to the lovers. So engaged were they that they didn't notice her perch herself on a small boulder to watch.

Though relatively inexperienced, the events of the recent past had made Petelia blossom into a young dryad who now craved pleasure. She and Kira had clashed but they had also formed a bond, and as Willos devoted himself to the pleasing of Kira's honeypot, Petelia felt herself get warm and wet in her precious cootchy too. Kira's moans of pleasure and Willos' humming grunts as he orally satisfied her drove Petelia's fingers to enter her dampening dew, and soon she was thrumming herself to the tune of the lovemaking below her.

 

[Iscaa]

As this was all going on, someone was watching the scene. He licked his lips, and thought,
“ I want some of that!” He moved the branches with his hands, in order to get a better view.
His skin tingled, hands clenched at the leaves and branches as he avidly watched the two dryads
and satyr enjoy themselves. He realized that it wasn't only his skin that tingled, his mighty member
was throbbing as well. He couldn't just watch, he had to do something about it.

Deciding he must have one of the dryads. Cyllarus stepped out from behind a huge oak tree,
showing himself in all his glory.

Cyllarus was a handsome young centaur, his beard was just beginning. He had long golden
tresses falling down his shoulders reaching to his flanks. High born grace shone in his face, his
neck, chest and shoulders, every manly part of him was magnificent. His equine shape was no
less fine then his man's.

Throwing his mane of hair over his shoulder, Cyllarus quickly trotted over to the dryad perched
on the small boulder. She was so busy that she never saw him approach. All of a sudden strong
hands grabbed Petelia and she found herself flung upon a Centaur's broad back. As he quickly
moved away from the other two, Pelelia had no other choice but to hold on to the creature's
blond mane.

As the two of them quickly moved back undercover of the forest, Pelelia called out, “ Help,
help me someone!”

 

[milkmaiden38]

Many miles outside of the township of Lire, a beautiful woman walked slowly through the forest. She appeared to be sad … something was wrong. One could see it in her sparkling blue eyes. She stopped to reposition the large bag on her back. The straps ran along the sides of her large chest, but the bag was heavy and moving the straps helped prevent soreness. This was needed despite the thick leather vest she was wearing. The tight leather vest covered her chest but the front was closed only with leather ties. The gap between these ties exposed the size of her large cleavage. The vest molded across the remaining beautiful curves of her heavy breasts, trying to hide their true size, but failing. She pulled a small drinking bag from her waist and drank water from it. She placed the water bag back on her thick utility belt. The belt added focus to her slim erotic waist and held her skin tight leather pants that hugged her sexy hips in place.

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She had always loved the forest. She liked the smells, the sounds, even the feel of the moss beneath her soft skinned brown boots. She should be happy, but she was sad.

“Oh stop being such a sour puss, Iola! You’ll meet new friends in the forest. Just be friendly!” she said to herself. With her pack and now attitude adjusted. A smile broke on her face and she continued deeper into the forest.

After a few more hours … she came across a most interesting sight. She had heard noises, a cry for “help” coming from a small glade and she decided to take a careful peek. She silently approached and through the bushes she saw two creatures.

A handsome young centaur with long golden tresses falling down his shoulders reaching to his flanks, his chest was powerfully muscled. And a Hamadryad, with light brown skin and dark green hair, she had small breasts and wide hips with big green eyes and small pointed ears. The Hamadryad was calling for help.

Iola knew exactly what she needed help from. The centaur’s giant equestrian shaft began to crawl up his horse belly, compelled to life by the beautiful hamadryad before him. His horsehood was throbbing ... it needed to be pleasured. Iola knew she could not take on this powerful centaur in a fight. But perhaps she to provide an alternative to the hamadryad that was more acceptable to all. She had been looking for friends in this vast forest. Here was a chance to make one friend or if things worked out just right … maybe two!

She slipped her bag off her shoulders and stepped into the glade.

“Centaur … pleasure from a willing partner … can be most enjoyable” She said her eyes staring at his massive throbbing shaft. Hunger in her eyes.

 

[billybroadbend]

Cyllarus ogled the newcomer and noted right away the sway of her breasts as she approached. "Indeed," he said, lust making his voice crack, "eager lovemaking is so much more appealing than a forced encounter." Petelia looked at the two of them with wide eyes, not sure if she should feel rejected or saved. Suddenly Cyllarus reared up on his two hind legs, fully exposing his now fully member to the newcomer.

 

[Iscaa]

Still hanging on for dear life, and crying out for help, Petelia suddenly heard a voice call out.
Totally surprised she turned her head towards her left. There stood a lovely human female.
She had a bosom any dryad would envy, (but what was a human doing in this part of the forest?)
The dryad looked back at the centaur, he seemed to like what he saw, that was a given.

(Was she offering to take Petelia's place?) Things started to happen fast, suddenly horse-boy
reared up on his hind legs. Petelia slid along his broad back trying to hang on to his mane, but
her hands didn't have enough of it. With a loud cry she felt herself flying through the air and landed
on her bum, knocking the wind out of her lungs. Moaning she sat herself up and looked on as the
centaur brought his forelegs down to earth again with a loud thump. She could feel the ground
shake where she still sat. Both human woman and horse-boy walked up to each other.

Eyeing that huge member of his, Petelia didn't know if she was relieved or jealous that the
human had intervened. Standing up now she rubbed her sore behind, ( Should I run away and
leave that poor human to that glorious phallus? Or not! ) She decided to walk up to the both
of them and see what would happen.

 

[milkmaiden38]

The statuesque blonde with the long pony tails walked slowly toward the huge centaur, her heavy breasts shifting under her leather vest. The centaur seemed mesmerized by them, not glancing up to the blonde's face until she stopped closer to him. Then in a display of pure maleness … he reared up … exposing to all … his huge massive throbbing rod. He was all male … a symbol of masculinity … virility.

She knew she should not say anything but she could not help herself as she stared at his monster. “Wow ….” She said in awe. “The size of that thing … is amazing!!” she gasped. Totally turned on and a bit scared by its sheer size.

“I need to take care of that right away!” she moaned as she felt wetness between her legs just from looking at it. The dryad came over as well. She was no longer crying for help. But seemed to be watching the action … for now. Iola decide she needed to put on the best show possible. So she removed her vest to provide both of them a better view of her big assets, swinging and swaying. Her two huge milk jugs spilled out, bouncing heavily against her chest. Her nipples were already hard … her breasts were heavier and larger than any female centaur’s.

Cyllarus could smell the delicate fragrance emanating from between her legs that signal she wanted him! His eyes followed her large breasts as his cock grew even harder. She knelt down under him and grabbed his cock with both her hands. Stroking him, teasing his great cock. She stroked him at just the right speed … in long thrusts. Then her mouth leaned forward and kissed the head of his might cock. She was going to please him with her mouth! Her tongue flicked and licked across the great rod. His cock loved her hunger mouth sucking and licking him. It started to throb wildly.

Iola wondered if female centaurs ever gave their mates blow jobs … she hoped they did not …it would be something special … like her huge breasts … this centaur might like about her.

She continued to stroke him … and suck on his cock head. But thinking of her breasts gave her an idea. She knew he liked her big breasts. So she brought his great cock up to her chest and wrapped her soft pillows of love around it. Stroking his cock with her tits now … His nostrils heaved … he began to make a whinnying noise as his excitement grew. This was something a mare centaur definitely could not do! She thought. His enormous balls began to tighten … they looked to be full with his centaur seed, as his monstrous cock throbbed like a madman. Her tits were driving him into a frenzy. Iola smiled and stroked him faster; she wanted him to cum and spray his massive load all over her chest.

 

[Iscaa]

Petelia couldn't take her eyes off of the two before her. She had not seen the like of the centaur's huge erection or the human's pillows of love. Both were irresistible, she could feel herself getting wet just watch the activities before her. Biting her lip now, she wondered if she dared to intrude, her hand tentatively reached towards the centaur's massive cock nestled so beautifully in those soft breasts. She now looked at Iola, to see her consent or not. “ Can I help?”

I can see you are very good at what you do, but I too can make both you and this centaur happy indeed. She slowly, reached down and rubbed her very wet snatch while her eyes were glued to the two in front of her. She inched herself closer, " Here let me just have a taste."