by Jessi Bond
“We are pleased you came here tonight,” said the lead centaur, standing up on all fours so that she could see his huge, glistening cock. “And your mate is welcome to the ritual, too. This forest has been our home for many generations, and, gods willing, it will continue to be so for many years to come. But we will need your help to continue our bloodline. Sadly, while the centaur race is a strong one, we have no females. We can only breed with humans. It has been many years since we had the opportunity, and it will be many years before it happens again. Tonight, you have the honor of being our mate. What is your name, child?”
“Sarah,” she said, softly.
“Sarah,” the centaur repeated.
Slowly, almost as if she were in a trance, Sarah turned over on all fours and presented herself to the pack. Jared was in her line of sight now, and she saw that he had unzipped his jeans and was hesitantly tugging at his prick. He looked equal parts frightened and aroused - an emotion that she understood perfectly, but she smiled at him, letting him know it was all right.
Because, for some reason she couldn’t quite understand or explain, it was.
Her scent was thick in the night air. She felt the lead centaur draw close, his massive body surrounding hers, mounting her. The head of his dick felt impossibly huge against her entrance. She whimpered softly.
“Shh, shh,” the centaur whispered. “It’s all right.”
And like that, he jerked his haunches forward, forcing the swollen cockhead inside of her. She cried out, but the pain quickly subsided. She forced herself not to scream as more and more of his shaft slid into her, stretching her open (so that’s what they were talking about in those books) (well, maybe not exactly this) until tears leaked out of the corners of her eyes.
And then just when she was sure she couldn’t take any more, he pulled out and slammed back in with a brute force.
She really did scream then, but it was hard to tell where the pain ended and the pleasure began. She was still tender inside from the bone-shaking orgasm he’d given her, and every thrust nudged something deep inside of her that set her teeth on edge in the best possible way. She moaned and howled. Jared’s eyes were like saucers. His hand was a blur on his dick, and she saw him go up on his tip-toes and close his eyes when the white spurts of jizz came out, but, impossibly, he didn’t stop. His pace slowed a little, but he licked his lips and kept going, watching her being fucked to oblivion by a massive beast.
It felt like an eternity before the centaur’s cock swelled even more inside of her, gushes of his seed pouring out and filling her to the brim. He groaned as he pulled out, leaving her gaping open and breathless on the forest floor.
But that was just the beginning.
The next one might have been smaller, or perhaps she was just more used to the feeling. He slid into her sopping cunt with ease, every squelching thrust forcing a little more of the leader’s seed out of her. Her voice was hoarse but she couldn’t stop herself from moaning. It felt so incredible, so deliciously raw and filthy, and when the second centaur came inside of her realized she was actually eager for more.
The third was certainly smaller. But the curve of his dick was slightly different, and it stretched her in ways she hadn’t even considered were possible. She could tell from his heavy breathing and his quivering body that it would be over quickly, and she cooed encouragingly as he swelled and stiffened and added his own seed to the mess already inside her.
Cock after cock filled her, some taking longer than others, but all massive and all of them sending shockwaves of pleasure up her spine with every deep thrust. Jared was stroking his still-hard dick like he couldn’t help himself, but more slowly now, watching with fascination as his new bride gave herself over to be bred by the centaurs. There wouldn’t have been any use in trying to stop it, but Sarah found herself wondering if he would have tried. Or was this what he wanted? To see her used and debased by a pack of creatures in the forest? To see her satisfied in ways that he couldn’t possibly satisfy her?
By the time the last centaur was buried in her, Sarah realized she could come again. The quiet buzz was filling her up, every nerve ending tingling. She had no voice left to moan and was now just breathing hoarsely, ass high in the air, growing desperate once again to feel that climax one more time.
But then it was over as suddenly as it began - one more powerful burst of a centaur’s seed, and he was gone too, leaving her collapsed on the forest floor, pussy full and abused, and wanting.
With a burst of effort, she flipped over onto her back, meeting Jared’s eyes with a wordless plea.
This is your second chance. Don’t blow it now.
The leader stepped forward once again.
“Go on,” he said to Jared. “Give your woman what she wants.”
Swallowing hard, Jared walked slowly towards her, hand still moving slowly on his cock. His eyes were glued to her cunt, dripping with the essence of a pack of centaurs.
“Come on, honey,” she whispered. “It’s our honeymoon. It’s the least you can do.”
And with that, Jared dropped to his knees and buried his face between her legs.
She barely had time to feel smug about the way his hand quickened and his cock visibly hardened as he lapped up the centaurs’ come, because something about the way his tongue slid through the slick mess pushed her over the edge into intense bliss. She heard a hoarse yell, and knew it must be her own voice, although it didn’t sound familiar.
Jared must have finished himself off seconds later, because when she opened her eyes he was collapsed on the leaves beside her. Sarah propped herself up on her elbows, looking around the forest, but the centaurs were nowhere to be seen.
“Was that…” Jared hesitated. “Did that…”
“It had to be real,” said Sarah, looking down at herself. “I mean…didn’t it?”
Jared laughed - a soft, bewildered sound. And for the first time in as long as she could remember, Sarah didn’t have any more doubts.
Whatever happened, they’d be all right.
It was their honeymoon, after all.
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Outer Space Tentacle Gangbang (Alien/M/F Sci Fi Erotica)
On a space mission to learn more about where we came from, Captain Alice Cole and her crew find themselves on a strange planet and full of strange desires. Soon, they discover the last surviving member of an alien race who wants nothing more than to take them to heights of pleasure they've never before experienced...warning! This 6,000 word story contains m/f gangbang, group tentacle sex, tentacle anal play, android sex, and interspecies breeding! Adults only!
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“Fuck, fuck,” John muttered, unzipping his suit and jerking himself off faster. Alice couldn’t recall him ever talking about having a cuckolding fantasy, but she wasn’t about to question it now. Not when Patrick felt so good inside her, long, deep thrusts sending shocks of pleasure to her very core. She groaned and wrapped her legs around him.
The man knew what he was doing. He was rough and relentless, grabbing her hips and lifting her off the ground so he could fuck her deeper. By now, all of the crew had their dicks in hand, sweating and licking their lips and staring with fevered eyes at the scene before them.
Suddenly, Patrick stiffened and groaned, swelling inside her. He gave her a few more short, artless thrusts, and then collapsed.
Alice whimpered.
“I’m sorry,” he said, lifting himself off of her and pulling out. A puddle of his seed followed, dripping out of her still-swollen pussy.
“No,” said Alice. “It’s just…I need…”
“More?” Hicks suggested, stepping out from the crowd.
“Yes,” she whispered, breathless.
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