Serpent's Tooth

"Oh, is that so? What a pity" Verialyn firmly gripped his dick and turned it upwards as she approached. "You see ... " she lifted one leg and wrapped it around his hips, bringing his tip in contact with her vagina. A few quick strokes of his tip up and down her wet slit, and then she moved her hips slowly forward, causing him to start gliding inside her. "Ohhhahhhh... you see " she repeated as he slid deeper into her " ... wouldn't it be quite the fun if your master ..." finally her pubes were pressing against his, and with both her hands firmly placed on his shoulders she wrapped her other leg also around him, crossing them behind his back, locking herself around his hips and bringing her bare breasts close to his chest, his member now firmly resting deep inside her wet tunnel " ... could see me as I am now, with the seed of all four of you all over me?" She gave him a little squeeze with her vagina as she grinned at him close up.
 
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"Then, my lover...", Ma'ant said, still humping at her behind. His hands delicately caressing at Phyliss tummy. Indeed, the illithid treated the gorgon like a true lover, not just like a mere toy to be used and discarded. She was his, now, and that meant he would care for her. Ma'ant liked his toys fine and satisfied, for the happier they were, the better they'd comply. "Please choose one that would make you so sexy that I will be hardened again. Take upon any of them - they are all yours now."

"Ah, and get one that you'd not want to get cum stains on.", he gurgled in a giggle, "I intend on having a good, dedicated servicing soon enough." He told her, his tentacles massaging at her back and shoulders.

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In sheer bliss, Ghor allowed himself to be lead by the lustful vampiress, slowly nodding and complying, letting out one occasional moan as she handled his maleness with such caring, experienced yet demanding moves. "I-Indeed..." All the while as he heard her, the bugbear took his hands to her ass cheeks, grabbing at them tightly and kneading them as he lifted Verialyn's weight, helping her enlace herself against his body, his member going deep into the woman. "...it would be... quite a tale..."

"...I could lose my head because of it... but I'll be damned if it wasn't worth it."

Smiling, he lifted her up a little, before forcing her fiercely down against his erection, impaling her into his member with a long, delicious moan.
 
"Whoaa...." Verialyn exclaimed, joining his moan as Ghor's long shaft hilted itself deeply inside her, and she could already feel his tip nudging at the entrance of her cervix again. She took a moment to recover and exhaled audibly.

She leaned forward a bit, resting her lower arms on his shoulders and folding her hands behind his head as her rump was firmly supported by his two strong kneading hands gripping her ass and now also his impressive dick lodged inside her pussy. She was close enough now that her hardened nipples brushed lightly against the silken fabric of his robe.

She found she liked these kinky conversations, talking casually as if nothing was out of the ordinary while some male genitalia was firmly entrenched in one of her lower entrances, and so she kept still except for some very slight gyrating movements of her hips as she replied with a grin "Loosing your head? Now that would really be a pity, no matter which of your heads your master chose. But that meaty rod of yours could probably still make a woman happy even with a few inches cut off."
 
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Phyliss purred. "Your tentacles feel fine." and then she giggled... "You mean I will squirt green ooze?" She had washed carefully, but she knew that even after that something always remained inside, if it had been pumped into her deep enough... but then she looked through the dresses. Finally she picked a long dress in a dark, metallic green, that exposed her shoulders and was tight down below the bottom, but was flowing out there wide. She put it on and look at herself in the mirror.
"Will that do?"
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"My dear, lovely slut...", Ma'ant stood a few paces away as he allowed Phyliss espace to dress herself in the stunning garments she had choosen. He had not a doubt about wich one he would pick - the contrast between her skin and the dress breathtaking. "...you look more than fantastic. Absolutely gorgeous."

"And I mean merely that I shall love to have your mouth running my lenght for most of the night.", he giggled again.

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Shaking his shoulders, Ghor took his loosened robe's torso away in order to feel Verialyn's heavy, glorious breasts touching against his own furred chest. At her remark, he giggled, his rough, bestial voice in delight at her caress and waving of hips.

"I will take that as compliment, my Lady.", he said, lifting her again, and moaning as he lowered her body against his hardened cock.

"By the gods... you must be a succubus!!", Ghor laughted as he pinched at her backside with one of his large paws, hugging her ever closer to his tall and powerful frame.
 
That last statement was closer to the truth than Ghor himself probably thought, but Verialyn had no intention to inform him about that. Instead she enjoyed how her voluminous orbs were squeezed against his now naked and hairy skin when he pressed her close to himself, and how they grated along it every time she was lifted up or down.

She was quite satiated already, so there was no longer an uncontrollable urge to moan as Ghor's penis drove in and out of her whenever he lifted her up, but that did not stop her from enjoying this treatment, quite tender in fact compared to the last two who had sodomized her behind to the fullest.
 
Ghor lifted Verialyn again, considering that her silence was the trigger to some more quickened pace. This time, however, he hilted into her with a more fierce movement, his hips jolting upwards in order to meet her. And slowly did the bugbear's pace increased, trying to exact her compliments by dedicating himself completely to the task.

However, on thing had Ghor done that no bugbear had done before. Holding Verialyn still as he waved his hips into her, he closed his face of hers and laid a long, fierce kiss at her lips.
 
Slowly but surely did Verialyn loose her composure again, as the bugbear's strokes became more rough and intense, and his tip started to nudge at the entrance to her cervix again. She closed her eyes, her mouth slightly ajar in an almost constant moan now, interrupted by shouts of what she thought would motivate him "Oh yes... take me hard ... give it to your ... little fuck toy ..." which was about how she felt again, something to be fucked, and it felt great.

All the more surprised was she when she suddenly felt the wetness of his wide beastly lips on hers, and instinctively she jerked back, the rapid movement setting both of them off balance. For a second Ghor struggled, but it was in vain, and finally their intertwined bodies toppled, Verialyn landing on her back on the cushion covered floor with a thud, and Ghor's heavy form right on top of her, the impact driving his dick into her with full force and his head landing heavily on her breasts.

Immediately her eyes flew open, and as she registered that no harm was done she calmly spoke to the temporarily shocked Ghor "Now let's not get carried away. We are fucking and having a lot of fun doing it, but that is it, o.k.?"
 
Ghor never slowed on his humping, even though as they've felt down over the cushions. His primal, bestial side catching the more of his self-control as he sent his hip forth into her even further, his pace increasing tenfold as he rammed himself deep and far into her, hitting at her cervix with more than half a dozen times. He lowered his lips again, moaning, as he came down to lick and then suck at her breasts. Looking up at Verialyn's face, his eyes had come to another state. He had to fuck her. He had to coat her insides. This was what he was designed to do.

"I've meant nothing else, my Lady."

He grunted as he took both hands to the ground, lifting him slightly from over her in order to allow him more free, waving movents, diving his groin fiercely against her womanhood.
 
Phyliss looked at herself and felt proud; she felt that her looks would get any man drooling, if gorgon or not. She felt very strange, very kinky; she had started to fell like that with Antides first, but it had grown since then.
"Imagine I try to run away?" she gave her own reflection a kinky, somehow insane grin. "Maybe you will have to leash me then to make me do that."
 
"Ahh... somehow I doubt that, my delicious, compliant slut."

Ma'ant had closed into her once again, his tentacles resuming it's massage at her back. She was, indeed, absolutely breath taking. The illithid would enjoy covering her into his sperm throughly.

"Otherwise...", one of his hands fell low, touching at her backside, two fingers digging into it to touch at the rim of her sore, abused asshole, "...I might have to do you until you limp."

"Now come, my lover. I have another work for you...", he said, taking her by the shoulder, and giving his arm for her to take.
 
Verialyn just lay there on her back as Ghor fucked her with incredible speed. Her spread legs twitched up and jerked uncontrollably every time he drove into her with one of his violent thrusts, and her breasts jiggled almost spasmodically under his eyes.

She could feel his tip nudging at, and on some occasions piercing through the entrance to her cervix, still widened by his previous penetration, and all this left her in some state blissful and ignorant ecstasy, head leaned back, eyes closed, and moaning and squealing to her hearts desire under his incessant humping, a willing receptacle for his needy and hairy bugbear cock.
 
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Phyliss took the arm of her new lover. She wondered if she should tell hm that her stretched backdoor was completely healed and virgin again - but better, let him find out of her abilities later. She was curious what his new "work" would be.
 
Ma'ant lead Phyliss around the house that was now hers. Well, according to the so called rights of the land, she held the will. But he doubted that she would even remember that as he started to machinate a plan into his brain.

Into the next room, there were a number of tall bookstands, filled with all kinds of esoteric books. There were, also, an intrinsectly built armchair, over a small reading area. Ma'ant sat down, leaving the gorgon standing, and from his position of power, he called for her.

"Kneel before me, Phyliss."
 
Phyliss should have wondered why she did this. Normally. But this time, she just kneeled, maybe because she felt it exciting, maybe because she would look great kneeling in that dress, or just for curiosity, or simply kicks. But she kneeled down, putting her hands besides her tights, while her snakes were waving in anticipation.
 
Indeed, she looked awesome on the dress, kneeling before him. Ma'ant usually had to force his will into the ones he wished to comply, but Phyliss had done so naturally. That only made his attraction for her soar - his respect growing at the courtesan.

"Now, Phyliss, I wish you to approach... and open my robes. Take me out."
 
A wicked, somehow kinky smile came upon her face, while she got closer and opened the robes that she had chosen. She touched his dick and gently rubbed it in her hands, still smiling, with a strange gaze in her eyes.
 
"Now handle it with great care...", he waved his tentacles as if smiling down towards the gorgon, noticing her odd visage. Something was going deep into her mind - far too deep for him to probe without trying.

"...and when you are ready... kiss it."
 
Phyliss bend over and kissed it. She felt good in that position, not able to tell why. Probably omething deep in her past changed her ways, she never knew. But she closed her eyes and kissed it again.
 
"Yes... that felt wonderful... but now, take it more throughly, my love. Suck onto it. Dive mouth first. Take it all."

He said, one of his hands playing with her snakes, her hair moving as if enjoying his touch.
 
Phyliss betnt forward and tipped her tongue against it, then she licked the tip and pressed it against her lips. She took her hands off, while she opened wide and carefully put the tip in, closing her lips around it. Then she soved his dick in as deep as she could in one move, jerking her head forward, her snake sliding in his hand.
 
Ma'ant almost fell back, taking the armchair with him, as he felt how suddenly had Phyliss dived, mouth first, into his phallus. By Ilsensine! This one surely knew her trade and tricks, after all. He groaned wildly as he lifted his eyes to the ceiling at her sucking.
 
Phyliss folded her hands behind her neck, keeping on her knees, sucking him in and out. She had her eyes closed, but opened them and looked up.
 
She was wonderful. More than wonderful. Phyliss was a creature from another time, given him by his clever and masterminded plans into bringing ruin to mankind... and now, she service him like if had been indeed a courtesan from the beggining;

After all, the art of blowing a man was indeed one of the high, social circles. To be taken just a few steps away from the main conversation in order to fall to your knees and service a powerful noble was indeed a matter of great respect and admiration - only the most able knew how to suck and then swallow in order not to ruin their dresses.

And soon enough, Ma'ant would discover if Phyliss knew of that technique.
 
Phylis kept sucking him. Many years ago, she managed to live many years in the high society without giving a blowjob ever, and then some smart young man talked her into a threesome and she did her first deepthroating and anal that day - since that, many years had passed, and she had perfected her skills in oral sex, nearly becoming a routine. But his somehow unusual shaped, large cock, his very alien seemen and his whole appearance, with a library as background, made this a new and phantasic experience, and in her strange set of mind it was like a trip. She kept sucking his cock in and out, running her lips over it at full length.
 
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