by Reed James
“Not sure I'm ready to be a father,” I said.
“Mmm, but you feel so hard against me,” she moaned, her voice wanton. She ground that hot pussy on my dick, her body moving. I found her ass, grabbing her rump, feeling her butt-cheeks flexing beneath my fingers.
With a flex of her agile hips, the lamia engulfed the tip of my cock in her pussy. She cooed in delight as she slid her warm, juicy cunt down my cock. She was so tight and felt different from a human woman. She rippled in strange ways, these little contractions spasming about my cock as she sank around me.
“Garin!” she moaned in delight, her tits pressing against me. “Ooh, yes, yes, just cum in me and fill me with your jizz.”
“Don't you want to cum, too?” I asked her as she wiggled her hips, working that delicious pussy up and down my cock.
“Cum?” She frowned. “I don't have a cock. I can't cum.”
“Human women cum,” I said.
“They have cocks?” she gasped. “How do you mate with them then?”
“No, no, women can have orgasms,” I said, my hands stroking up her back then down her sides to her breasts. “If the man pleases her. If he does naughty things to her.”
“Naughty?” Shiiza quivered atop me. Her pussy clenched on my dick while her tail tightened about my legs. The end slithered up my side, about to wrap me up and squeeze not just the cum out of me.
“Yes,” I said, my hands sliding to grip her breasts. “Give a woman pleasure.”
“Well, it was nice sucking your cock,” she moaned, her stomach flexing, working her pussy up and down my cock. With her cunt on the front of her body, I wasn't thrusting up between her thighs. It was almost like she was sitting on me, riding me like I was a horse even though her breasts were pressed into my chest. “And your dick feels wonderful in my pussy, but...”
My thumb brushed her nipple as I whispered, “Inēl.”
The elemental part of a spell wasn't too useful with out a direction. All I could do with just that one word was conjure a little bit of ice. I couldn't imbue frost into my body or my weapon, but I could create just enough to coat her nipple.
She gasped in shock. Her body reared up, revealing her nipple gleaming inside the little nodule of ice. She whimpered, her pussy squeezing down on my dick. Her entire body convulsed in shock, her eyes snapping open.
“Garin?” she moaned in shock. “That's... that's... That's so cold. It's on my nipple.”
“Mmm, it is,” I groaned, and, with a mighty heave, leveraged my hip. Distracted, I rolled her onto her back. I was on top of her, my cock sliding deep into her juicy cunt. Pleasure rippled down my shaft. “I bet that cold just feels naughty on your sensitive, little nipple. It's just enhancing what nice things you feel.”
She gasped as I seized the ice cube that was engulfing her nipple, gripping the melting block in my fingers and twisting it. She shuddered beneath me, her eyes fluttering. Beads of water ran down the slope of her round breast from it.
I thrust my hips, fucking my cock into her pussy, churning up her cunt. She squeezed me tighter, enhancing the friction, building the delight in my balls. I kept myself braced on my left arm, my ass flexing as I drove my dick into her.
Her scales rasped as they clung to my legs, keeping me trapped atop her. Her moans echoed through the village as I popped the ice cube. Her nipple gleamed in the sunlight, looking even harder. I slid the block across her skin.
“That's so cold!” she moaned, her hands stroking my sides. “Oh, Garin, why does the cold feel so good on my nipples?”
“Because you're a naughty, little lamia, Shiiza,” I said, the cube climbing her other breast, leaving a trail of beading drops behind. They quivered as her breasts jiggled, her body shaking. “You like feeling good, don't you?”
I swirled the ice cube around her pink nipple. Her eyes fluttered as she moaned. She bit her lip, her hips flexing, meeting my cock's thrusts into warm cunt. Her silky flesh gripped me with such delight. I groaned as the pleasure flowed through me.
“You're just a little lamia-slut,” I continued. “Aren't you, Shiiza?” I pressed the ice cube right over her puckered nipple.
“Yes!” she gasped. “You're making me feel strange. There something building in me. I... I... I should be crushing you. I want to crush you, but... but...”
“But you want to feel good. You want to cry out in rapture. You want to be tamed, don't you?” I thrust my dick hard into her, my balls thwacking into her flesh. They were heavy with my cum. Our flesh slapped together. “You want to feel that ecstasy and become my cute, little lamia.”
“I...” She whimpered, her face contorting with bliss. “Oh, Garin, what are you doing to me? I feel so strange. So breathy. There's something amazing building and building in me.”
“That's your orgasm,” I groaned, my own swelling. “That's your beautiful pleasure. You're going to be mine. You're going to explode for me, Shiiza!”
I pressed the ice cube tight to her nipple. Glistening beads of water spilled over her breast. It was shrinking fast, but I could make more. Our bodies heaved together as her sharp nails traced up and down my side, almost pricking me. She could tear into me.
“Oh, Garin, I want to be your lamia-slut!” she moaned. “I want this. It's scary, but... but... It feels so immense. Like I'll drown!”
“Inēl!” I moaned, freezing both her nipples with fresh ice cubes. They gleamed in the sunlight, her nipples' pink hue bleeding through the clear surfaces.
“Garin!” she gasped, her pussy clamping down on my thrusting cock. “Oh, yes, yes, I'm going to... to feel like a woman. The cold... Feels so good on my naughty nipples.”
“It's about to get better!” I moaned. “You're about to explode!”
“How?” she moaned, her arms wrapping around my neck. She pulled me down, the frigid cubes pressing into my chest, her tits rubbing against me. Her stomach flexed and undulated. “How can this get better? Show me! This is amazing!”
“Nujan inēl!” I howled, sending the magic to enchant my cock.
Her eyes bulged as my dick became a hard, cold shaft thrusting into her depths. An icicle penetrating her warmth. She suddenly blazed like heat around me. Her body bucked. She cried out in rapture as her pussy convulsed around my dick.
The lamia came.
“Garin!” Shiiza gasped, her body convulsing beneath mine. Her claws scratched my back. “Oh, Garin, this is amazing. You're amazing! Your cock... It's so cold in me! It's amazing! Yes, yes, yes! I love it! I love you!”
“You're my lamia!” I groaned. “Give me the word. The word brimming in your soul. The word that created you out of the mana flowing through the world.”
Her eyes fluttered as I slammed my icy dick in and out of her molten, convulsing cunt. She bucked hard beneath me, clutching to me. Her eyes squeezed shut as she screamed out her rapture. It was incredible to feel. Her coils tightened about my legs. I embraced the pain, slamming my cock into her depths.
“Say it, Shiiza!” I groaned. “Say the word!”
“ Kār!” she cried, shouting the magical word, teaching me another portion of lost magic. “Kār, Garin!”
“Yes!” I gasped and erupted into her pussy.
The cum firing out of my balls felt molten as it raced through my icy cock. The pleasure was incredible. The rapture slammed into my mind. Stars exploded across my vision. I kissed her hard on the mouth, clutching my lamia tight to me as we writhed in pleasure.
Her searing pussy milked my frigid cock dry. My fiery cum pumped over and over into her welcoming depths. She trembled beneath me, my tongue penetrating deep into her mouth, tasting the sweetness of her, brushing her sharp fangs.
Loving my new lamia. My Shiiza. I had tamed her, claimed her, added her to my harem. It was small. Just her and Zakurima, but it would grow. Shiiza would help. They would let me reach my dream.
I would reach the Source. I would make it to the heart of magic and claim it for myself.
My pleasure carried me to s
uch rapturous height. I trembled there, kissing my lamia, holding her tight as we moaned and shuddered together. My tongue swirled through her mouth as her pussy milked the last of my cum dry.
I let my spells end, the ice vanishing, my cock returning to its normal temperature. My body buzzed with rapture. Shiiza held me tight, hugging me with her coils and arms. She squirmed beneath me, her kiss turning playful.
“Oh, Garin,” she moaned when I broke the kiss. “My sisters never mentioned that.”
“They never would have returned home if a human made them cum, right?” I said.
She nodded her head. “It was wonderful. Can we do it again? Can you make your cock so cold it shocks me? And your body is so warm at the same time.” She hugged me tighter. “Oh, please, please, say we can do it again.”
I laughed in delight. I knew four words of magic now. I had no idea what Kār would do. I was eager to experiment, but I was also eager to enjoy my lamia. I kissed Shiiza hard on the mouth while in the background, a man groaned.
“Will someone help me out of my blasted armor!” Sir Carsin yelled while my lamia's pussy kept my dick hard in her juicy embrace.
Above me, Zakurima giggled in delight.
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Kazzi – Alivil
I snarled as I crawled out of the water, working through the crack in the rocks to spill into the sunlight. My breasts heaved. I was so cold. My fire was almost entirely snuffed out. My hair clung limp to my body.
But I was free of that blasted well!
I snarled, “Garin!” at the top of my lungs as my entire body shivered. I rubbed my skin, paled to an almost pink, my fingertips shriveled by such a long immersion in foul water. “When I find you again, Garin, I'm going to rip the skin from your body. I'm going to flense you and feast on your entrails! Drop me in a well!”
I brushed my hard scales covering patches of my body. My stubby tail twitched as the sun dried my body and rekindled my fires.
“You will burn!”
Chapter Two: Naughty Lamia's Bondage Delight
Shiiza – Usain, The Kingdom of Arthas
I couldn't believe how amazing I felt. My entire body, from my tingling nipples and trembling fingers, down to the very tip of my tail and my serpentine scales, buzzed with the excitement of my orgasm. I had an orgasm.
Me!
I thought orgasms were only something males had when you mated with them. When you wrapped your tail around them, holding them in place so you could work your pussy up and down their cock until they erupted. It was supposed to feel good for us, a nice delight, but I had no idea it was this amazing. I know mating with Garin was my first time, but my sisters didn't say they ever had their climaxes.
Lamia weren't supposed to cum. But I had.
I felt like I was owned by Garin now. There was this connection between him and me. I felt it deep in my soul. In my very essence. I stared at the gray-robed human. He looked young, like me, maybe twenty, though I didn't have much experience judging human ages. My naked breasts swayed as I slithered beside him, my serpentine half undulating to propel me forward and keep pace at his side.
This was all so amazing.
He used his magic on me. He tamed me with pleasure. It was an incredible delight. I wanted him to do more naughty things to me, but there was a question itching at me. A question that just had to get out of me. The sun was warm on my back, almost as warm as his body.
I liked warm things.
“Garin,” I asked, “what was that word I said when I came. The one you coaxed out of me.”
“Kār,” he answered, saying the strange word. How had I even said it? I didn't know it. “It's—”
“Why are you walking beside the lamia temptress, good man?” the meanie knight said as we passed him. He lay on his back, his armor crumpled about his body, squeezed about him by my strong, lower half. He had a bushy mustache on his upper lip, his face a swarthy brown, not the paler beige of Garin.
I flicked my tongue out at him in annoyance. I just wanted to mate with him, but he was so cruel. He wore all that steal just to keep me from hugging him and mating with him. I wanted to keep squeezing until he went pop. My sisters always killed their mates. That was the way things worked. Monster girls couldn't help ourselves.
And then Garin made me cum. The world felt new. Like, scrubbed clean or something.
“You have mated with her!” groaned the knight. “How could you do that and live? Why do you not fight her! She was trying to kill you! What is going on?”
“Magic,” said Garin, his head held high. “I told you, I'm a mage.”
I giggled. “Yep. And he gave me big pleasure. He's not a meanie like I thought. He's amazing! Just the best!” I clapped my hands together before me. My forked tongue flickered out before me, tasting my own tangy pussy scenting the air. It was a delicious treat. My cream and some of his cum leaked down from my folds to the start of my scales. “He loved me. Not like you! Oooh, why did you have to wear all that dumb armor?”
“So I could put you down like the verminous harlot that you are!” the knight growled, his thick mustache quivering on his upper lip, his cheeks growing ruddy, his green eyes wild. “You and all your filthy kind.”
“Harlot!” I shrieked. I puffed out my cheeks in annoyance. I slithered towards him. “I'm not a harlot! I've only had sex with Garin! You take that back you big meanie-head!”
Garin grabbed my arm. “The pompous ass isn't worth it,” he said and kept walking, pulling me after him. “He thought he had the skill to fight a nimble lamia like you in his armor. Idiot's lucky you didn't kill him!”
I nodded, my purple hair swaying about my face. I folded my arms beneath my round breasts, my perky flesh jiggling. “He is!”
We kept going. The strange, little ice fairy that was hovering in the air landed on Garin's shoulder. I could feel a naughty chill coming from her. She looked like a little woman made of ice, a misty fog spilling off of her making her features hazy.
I didn't like cold. It made me sluggish. I liked warm things. I could just lie on a rock and let the sun kiss me. I could spend days like that, just relaxing. Right now, the sun was on my back. It caressed me. I just wanted to hug Garin and relax.
“Ooh, my question!” I gasped. That stupid, dumb knight made me forget. My entire body quivered. My tongue flicked out faster. “Why did I say that word?”
“It's a word of power,” said Garin. “Words that humans and every other race, save the elves, have forgotten. It's one of the keys to magic. To harnessing the mana that permeates the world.”
“But you know magic. You made that ice.” My nipples tingled and my pussy clenched. “It was so naughty. I liked the shock of cold on my body. Ooh, you made me feel so good, Garin. All tingly and naughty and you made me cum!”
My body danced, my rump flexing. I ran my hands up and down my silky skin, caressing the flare of my hips before reaching the start of my serpentine lower half. If I was a human female, I'd have legs, but I was a lamia.
A naughty monster girl.
“He doesn't know much magic,” the little ice woman said.
“I'm learning it,” Garin said, a twinkle in his gray eyes. They were the color of clouds. I didn't like clouds, but I liked his eyes. He was handsome, his body fit beneath those robes he wore. He clutched his staff in his hand, the butt thudding with every step. We rounded a corner, leaving the knight behind.
Ahead, a horse was tied up. It snorted and neighed, eyes a little wild.
Garin glanced at me, his face handsome, his skin pale like mine, not brown like the knight, and his hair was a light-brown. Such a strange color for hair. Humans were weird. Hair should be purple or pink or red or green or blue. It should match your scales, but...
Humans didn't have scales. Poor things.
His smile grew cocky, spreading wide beneath his bold nose. It gave him such a powerful appearance. “I'm studying magic through monster girls. I learned something interesting not long ago. Monster girls are born
of mana.”
“We are?” I asked. “I thought I hatched from an egg.”
“Originally, in the deep past when the fogs of mana ran wild, you were condensed out of it, the misty power made whole. It was done by the gods to keep it from smothering everything. Because of that, in your soul lies the essence of magic that created you.”
“I was made with ice magic,” said the little woman, her voice high-pitched and haughty. “When Garin tamed me and his soul claimed my mana, I spoke Inēl.”
“Wow,” I said. My hips wiggled, my scales rasping on the hard-packed dirt of the village. “So what does Kār do? What sort of magic do I have?”
“Not sure,” Garin said. “Have to experiment.”
“Ooh, that's interesting. So you just make a monster girl cum, and we say it?”
“You have to take them to the extremes of fear or pleasure or pain, and then they can tap into the word. I discovered it by accident, to be honest, but it'll let me be the first human mage since the Fracturing.” Something burned in his gray eyes. Something powerful.
I shivered, feeling his will. His ambition.
“Ooh, that's amazing,” I said, clapping my hands. “So she was the first?”
“It's Zakurima,” the little woman said. “Not she.”
“I'm Shiiza!” I said. “Did he tame you by accident?”
Garin nodded. “Yeah, by accident, but I had heard about it before.”
“So do it! Let me see your magic. I want to see what I gave you!” I clapped my hands together. “After all, you tamed me. I want to make you happy. You gave me such pleasure. You're a nice person.”
“Kār,” he said, speaking the word with such deliberation, a look of concentration on his face.
I trembled, my tongue flicking out faster and faster. I wanted to witness his power. He was so amazing. My heart beat faster, pumping my sun-warmed blood through my veins. The end of my tail flicked back and forth. I stared ahead and...
Nothing.
I puffed my cheeks and huffed. “Nothing happened, Garin. Are you low on mana? That's how magic works, right, it uses your own mana?”