Scratching away that itch

Though she had intended to pace herself and savor this male to the best of her ability, Nakarra’s instinct worked against her. Tormented by heat for days, her body craved for respite so much that she reared onto her hind legs and pressed her forepaws against the bigger, softer paw pads of Oryn’s hindpaws for extra purchase. She eagerly gyrated her hips in search of his tip, her eager panting growing more intense with each tantalizing caress of pink flesh against charcoal-colored one. 

When she finally found her mark, Oryn had already grown to full mast from the constant friction of dragonlion cock against direwolf pussy, his rod tense, thick, and oh so barbed! Unable to deny the impulses of her body, Nakarra pressed down on Oryn in one swift, decisive stroke, forcing the entirety of his cock to plunge into her. 

Nakarra’s eyes screwed shut from the sheer intensity of the pleasure that blossomed within her, a sharp yelp fleeing her half-opened muzzle that joined Oryn’s deeper yet equally surprised whine. The way his girth parted her, and the smooth sailing of his barbs across her well-lubricated walls felt better than anything she had experienced in her life. Such raw, untamed delight intoxicated her, maddened her, and made her thirst for more of it, no matter the cost. 

Aware that she wouldn’t be able to stop, Nakarra licked her muzzle in advance to wipe some of the drool that threatened to escape, staring at how Oryn voraciously lapped at Lillian’s soppy cunt. Watching the way her whiskers twitched and her lips tensed made everything all the more erotic for Nakarra, stoking her desire to savor Oryn in her own way, just like her friend did. 

Without any reservations for the speed that might be suitable for a male, the direwolf began to hump his cock with increasingly faster, eager, deeper thrusts. The first plunge of Oryn into her might have addled her mind from the blissful relief it brought her, but her relentless and unyielding pace was something else entirely. No matter how quick Oryn began to throb, or how his hindquarters tried to wiggle away from her to seek a moment of respite, Nakarra’s drooling spade swallowed and spat out his cock in rapid bursts, intent on ridding herself of that itch once and for all. 

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Quite the wild ride for both Oryn and Nakarra, eh? You can find the full story that better details the lewd happenings, as well as how things escalate in order to get there, here: https://www.patreon.com/posts/30658378

For artworks, I try to keep my descriptions shorter and to the point, to capture the essence of the picture without overwhelming the reader with text. I found out that not everyone else likes to read stories, so maybe these teasers will help introduce more people to my writing ^^

Nakarra(c) belongs to me

Lillian and Oryn(c) belong to https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lillianwinters

Cover artwork done by: https://www.furaffinity.net/user/dorosheva-e/