1. "He Speaks For Us"


    Date: 10/7/2014, Categories: Fantasy, Bestiality, Coercion, Consensual Sex, First Time, Hardcore, Male/Female, massage, Monster, Author: Drake Richards, Rating: 80, Source: sexstories.com

    rubbed across the gap between her legs, Ytha yelped, and the Scale could feel a pulsing within his head. This spot was filled with dirt and covered in some sort of slime which exuded the exotic smell. It tasted slightly metallic, and the Scale lapped eagerly at it to clean it away. Ytha, underneath him, continued to writhe on the ground, but he paid her no mind. His attentions were entirely focused upon this new taste, which continuously streamed from a crack between Ytha’s legs. “Hatib,” he heard a voice call from far away. His mind cleared somewhat, and he turned his head to see Ytha underneath his body. She was staring at something between his legs, from what he could tell: two long, thin rods covered in a mucus which dripped onto her breasts. “What are those?” he asked through the haze. Ytha gave him another one of her strange looks. “You really, honestly, don’t know?” “No.” “You’ve never seen them before?” “There is only my cloaca there,” he explained. “Where did these rods come from?” In response, Ytha reached up and ran a finger across the length of one of the rods. A surge of pleasure shot up and down the Scale’s body, and he growled low and quick. “What did you do?” he asked Ytha when the feeling had passed. “This is your manhood, Hatib. It’s a tool in mating.” Her hand went up again, and she stroked the other shaft, sending sparks flying through the Scale’s body and causing his legs to twitch beneath him. “But then, you’ve never really seen one, have you?” She ...
    brushed the back of her hand against the leftmost rod. “You came from the earth, not any woman, and so did all of your brothers.” Her delicate fingers wrapped themselves around the tip of one shaft. “You’re probably the first Scale in history to have felt this.” Ytha ran her tongue along his length. The Scale’s entire body suddenly tensed, his legs shaking uncontrollably. A stream of fluid shot out from both of the rods extending out of him, covering Ytha and filling the air with another new scent. The Scale’s mind burst with color, his body trembled with excitement, stars flew before his eyes, and he could feel himself rumbling and growling. The Scale opened his eyes- he did not realize that he had closed them- and he looked up to see Ytha leaning over him. She was covered in long lines of some sort of white goo which contrasted sharply with her dark skin. She smelled like him, for some reason. He drew in a long breath. “What did you do?” “Sorry, Hatib; I didn’t know that would happen. You climaxed, then just fell over. It’s completely normal, aside from the fainting. Are you okay?” The Scale breathed in again, tasting the smell of Ytha mixed with his own scent. He flexed his body all over, feeling for any injury, but nothing obvious was out of place. He felt something twitch between his legs, and Ytha jumped. “I guess that wasn’t enough,” Ytha said, turning behind her. “What do you mean?” Ytha lifted herself, straddling the Scale, and he saw the rods sticking straight up ...
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