The Monstrous Coupling (Monster Erotica): Part Ten of the Erotic Adventures of Heraklea Read Online Free

The Monstrous Coupling (Monster Erotica): Part Ten of the Erotic Adventures of Heraklea
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cheeks apart. His cock, slick with her juices, pushing at her back entrance.
    He did say he was going to fuck every hole , she thought, still held down as firmly as ever. She thrust her hips upward a fraction of an inch. Even though she’d just come, the thought of that strange, scaly cock in her ass turned her on. She wished there was a way to watch herself fuck it.
    Klea groaned as he pushed insistently, gradually pushing the head of his cock past her sphincter muscles, no matter how they resisted him. This was always the worst part, the very beginning, and against the ground she grit her teeth and got through it, until suddenly it wasn’t so bad and she could feel the head fully in her, asshole stretched tight around his cock.
    Above, she heard the monster groan, a rumble going through the ground.
    He kept pushing, inching more and more of his member into her until she felt the underside of his belly against her ass cheeks, and for once, he stopped for a moment, this tireless fucking force. He moved back and forth against her, his cock inside her moving up and down, and then Klea felt something poke at her cunt, as well.
    It was the tail.
    Again it entered her, curling in on itself, writhing and stroking, not moving in and out but not staying still either, and its squirming length filled her. She couldn’t move, partly because the monster was holding her down on the floor but partly because of the sensations flooding through her body, both orifices filled by this bizarre creature.
    In her back entrance, she felt the monster’s scaly unit pull out, tentacle-like tail still twisting itself around in her cunt, and then felt it plunge back in. It felt like it had to be squashing her internal organs, making it hard to breathe, and every nerve ending in her body sizzled with pleasure. He fucked her again and again, her pleasure building with each stroke even as she felt his claws break the skin on her back, puncturing little holes just above her shoulder blades.
    The monster rumbled above, a near constant now, as Klea sighed and moaned into the floor, grabbing whatever she could with such force that it broke in her her hands.
    “Gods, don’t stop,” she shouted, most of her words lost in the floor.
    The grip of claws on her leg tightened even further, spreading them just a little more apart, as the monster slammed his cock home once, then twice more, and Klea felt herself reached the breaking point and came uncontrollably, bucking her hips back despite her restraints, desperate for the monster to fill her up as much as he could and moaning into the floor of the nest. As she finished and lay there, gasping, she felt the monster pull out of her ass and then a warm, sticky spray shot onto her back. The tentacle-like tail in her cunt slowly unwound itself and slithered away.
    Geryon, the monster, moved away from her to the other side of the nest and Klea rolled over, her legs and back bruised and sore. She could feel the pinpricks where he’d cut her with his lion’s claws, and when she touched her hand to her back, it came away covered in light green fluid. She tried to wipe it off as best she could on the floor. The monster seemed to be doing something else on the opposite side of the nest, something that didn’t involve her in the least..
    Klea laid there for several minutes.
    “Can you at least take me back to the ground?” she finally asked, still a little too sore to stand.
    The monster looked over.
    “You’re still here,” he said, half-surprised.

    In the end, he gave her a ride down to where the cows were and then flew away. She didn’t know if he knew about her mission to take them back to the king or not, but she didn’t particularly care. The sun set spectacularly over the canyon as she ushered the cows out, and then she spent a cold night among them just outside the village before walking back the next day.
    All she wanted was a shower and her bed. Her back was still sticky, and her thighs and arms raw
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