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Story Codes: Male/Female/Hermaphrodite, Male/Female, Fantasy, Magic, Anal Sex, Double Penetration, Ass to Pussy

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Zanyia

My tail swished as Master lined up his dick at my aching asshole. I caressed his muscular chest with my dancing tail. My pussy clenched down on Ealaín’s clit-dick. The busty demigoddess squirmed beneath me, her yellow eyes glowing so much.

“Fuck her, husband,” she moaned. “Let’s share our naughty sex slave.”

“Yes, yes, share me!” I yowled as Master pressed his dick against my asshole, wet with his sister’s juices. The incestuous cream made his cock feel so slick against my sphincter.

“Gods, you are one wicked sex slave,” Master groaned as he pressed forward against my asshole.

“I am, Master!” My tail stiffened. My anal ring widened to swallow more and more of his cock. My pussy clenched down on Ealaín’s dick buried in me. “Las’s amazing cum!”

Sven’s cock slid into my depths, stretching out my asshole and stuffing my nethers to their limits. Two dicks filled me. My holes squeezed down on the shafts. It was such a wild treat. I learned over Ealaín, purring loudly.

“Gods, Zanyia,” growled Sven, his voice so thick.

“I know,” Ealaín said, her white hair framing that midnight-black face twisting with rapture. “Rithi’s inspiring gaze, that feels incredible. She’s so tight now.”

“So tight,” I agreed. “Now, please, fuck my naughty asshole, Master!”

“When I’m ready, slut,” he growled, hugging me from behind. His hands cupped my breasts, fingers kneading me.

I gasped and groaned as he played with my nipples. He squeezed my little mounds, making me squirm on their twin dicks. Pleasure spilled through my body. I was so excited for this. So eager to be pounded hard.

My tail swished against his chest as Master moved. He drew back his cock through my asshole, stimulating me. My bowels drank in the friction, transforming it into rapture. My cunt grew hotter around Ealaín’s girl-dick.

I squirmed, stirring my snatch around her shaft while Sven rammed into me. My Master filled me to the hilt, his balls smacking hard on my taint. The sound echoed through the room. I whimpered and groaned, shuddering at the feel of him in me.

He fucked me hard, working my pussy up and down Ealaín’s clit-dick. I yowled while purring. My petite body squirmed and wiggled on him. My ears twitched. He pinched my nipples as he grunted behind me.

“Work those hips, slut!” he growled. “Pater’s cock, yes! Just like that! You want our cum squirting into you.”

“Yes!” she moaned. “My Master’s cum and my wife’s cum! It’s so naughty!”

“Uh-huh,” Ealaín moaned, her face contorting with bliss. “That tight cunt… Gods, I’m going to cum so hard in you.”

“Yes, yes, yes!” I yowled, my orgasm building so fast.

It was so wonderful to be filled with two dicks. My body drank them in. I yowled so loud when Ealaín thrust upward, her girl-cock slamming into my cunt while Master’s dick buried into my asshole. The pleasure built and built in me, making me shiver and shudder.

My ears twitched as I enjoyed it more and more. Such delight swirled through me. I whimpered, my pussy growing so hot. My holes drank in the dual frictions. That velvety heat of Master’s cock slamming into my bowels met the silky passion coursing through my pussy.

The two delights built in me. My tail stiffened. I purred in rapture as I came.

My holes writhed about their dicks. I yowled in wordless passion. Twin waves of ecstasy washed out of me, spilling from my spasming holes. My pussy and bowels convulsed about their thrusting dicks. I spasmed out of control on them, my moans singing through the temple.

“Fill me with all your cum!” I moaned. “Please, please, Master! Mistress! I’m your slave-wife! I need it! I need all your hot spunk spurting into me.”

“Gods, yes!” Sven groaned, slamming into my massaging asshole, the friction keeping my orgasms alive.

“Just keep working that cunt up and down my dick!” Ealaín groaned. “Rithi’s inspiring touch! Just… Just… Yes!”

The hermaphrodite’s dick erupted. Her cum fired into my pussy. I whimpered, my convulsing snatch writhing about her cock, milking out all her cum. Another orgasm surged through me, more powerful than the last.

“Gods!” growled Master. “Pater’s mighty cock, you want my cum!”

“Always! I’m your whore! Your slave! Please, please, use my asshole!” I screamed while the ecstasy melted my brain. It was all so wonderful to experience. The two dicks filled me to my core.

Master rammed forward into me.

His balls smacked into my taint. His dick lanced to the hilt in my convulsing asshole. He grunted, his hands squeezing my small tits hard. My tail caressed his back, spasming to and fro, as his cum boiled into me.

Blast after blast of his cum pumped into me. I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut as the two dicks I loved pumped their jizz into me. My holes welcomed their jizz. I threw back my head as the rapture melted my brain.

“I’m your slave!” I howled. “Your happy slave-wife!”

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Sven Falk

Zanyia stumbled from us and headed for Greta and Nathalie, eager to have her holes licked clean. I stared down at Ealaín. Her glistening cock, thrusting dark out of the pink folds of her pussy, shrank. A strange thrill ran through me witnessing the hermaphrodite’s shaft vanish into her pussy, becoming a little clit once more.

“Mmm, I could use some loving from my husband,” Ealaín moaned and rolled onto her hands and knees. She wiggled her ass at me.

“Do you?” I asked, my dick aching so badly. Her pink slit beckoned between her dark flesh. “You don’t mind where my cock was just at.”

She reached between her thighs and parted her folds, her pink depths glistening. “Do you see how wet I am, Sven? How inspired I am to create more art?”

“Mmm, I do,” I said, bringing my dirty cock to her pussy.

I slammed my dick to the hilt in her tight pussy. She gasped, her ebony back arching as I buried to the hilt in her. Her butt-cheeks rippled. She whimpered, squirming and stirring her juicy snatch around my dick, buffing Zanyia’s ass juices off of it.

My balls tightened at that thought. My new demigoddess-wife whimpered and moaned, squeezing her cunt down on my dick as I thrust into her. She rotated her hips, swirling her hot flesh around it, cleaning me.

I leaned over her, grabbing her swaying breasts beneath her. I kneaded her tits and nuzzled into her ear, her white, silky hair caressing my cheek. “Mmm, you just love my dirty cock in your cunt, don’t you?”

“I do,” she whimpered, driving back into me. “Gods, this is so wicked. You’re… you’re my husband, Sven. My husband! I never thought… I never intended.”

“I know,” I groaned, thrusting with all my might. My balls smacked into her over and over, that wet sound echoing. “You’re just my demigoddess slut now.”

“I am!” she whimpered, her pussy clenching down on me. “Kora… Kora inspired me to be your whore! To surrender myself to you! Ooh, you know how to love me like a woman! How to fuck me! Yes, yes, ram that filthy dick into my cunt! I’ll clean it!”

“Ealaín!” I moaned, thrusting harder. I buried into her depths, my orgasm building again in me. My wives—my harem of beautiful, wonderful, amazing women—gasped and moaned around us, celebrating this moment.

I pushed down darker thoughts and fucked my demigoddess hard.

Her silky pussy engulfed my dick over and over. Her juices bathed my cock. The pleasure swept over me, a dizzy heat drove me to fuck her so hard. I squeezed her pillowy mounds as I gave her all the pleasure I could.

She moaned and gasped. Her cunt grew hotter and hotter about my dick. Her snatch clenched about my shaft, embracing me in her juicy passion. My pleasure increased with every thrust. My balls grew tighter and tighter, my cum approaching a boil.

“Gods, you are hot!” I groaned.

“That’s your dick!” she moaned. “You’re stirring me up. Rithi’s amazing touch, yes! Oh, my husband! Make me cum on your dirty cock! That will clean it!”

I nipped her ear and pinched her nipples hard. She squealed in delight. I tugged on those nubs, the friction increasing as I buried into her juicy cunt. She shuddered beneath me, her cunt squeezing down around my dick. It was such an incredible delight. Such a wicked thing to experience. I never wanted this to stop.

I wanted to it to keep going and going. To fill me with such rapture.

She squeezed her pussy down hard on my thrusting dick. Her whimpers swelled and swelled. I twisted her nipples. She gasped, her ass thrusting back into me. My crotch smacked hard into her rump. My balls spanked her clit.

“Sven!” she gasped.

Her pussy writhed about my dick.

I groaned, reveling in her snatch milking my cock. Her hungry pussy spasmed and convulsed about it, massaging me. She brought me closer and closer to spurting my jizz into her. My eyes squeezed shut as I trembled.

“Cum in me! Breed me too!” she howled.

I buried to the hilt in her pussy, my dick buffed clean, and unleashed my cum.

My fingers pinched her nipples hard.

Ecstasy pumped out of my cock and assaulted my mind.

Blast after blast carried me to heights of rapture. I held her tight while her cunt milked my dick. She worked out every drop of my jizz. I groaned, my balls aching, feeling drained. I panted while I held her tight. We both shuddered through our pleasure.

My pleasure peaked.

“Ooh, yes, yes, yes!” Kora howled. “I’m so happy, Aingeal! We’re a family for real now!”

I froze, my dick softening in Ealaín’s pussy. The aoi si squirmed beneath me. The guilt crashed through me. I just bred my sister and… and… “Gods, what are we going to do about Kora?”

Ealaín tensed beneath me.

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Prince Meinard – Echur, Princedom of Kivoneth, The Strifelands of Zeutch

I couldn’t take the tension. I needed the Paragon’s monstrous forces. My armies were in full rout. Without my horde of animated statues, I was overextended. I had conquered too far, too fast for my forces to hold without assistance.

I couldn’t wait. I needed a progress report. I sank into my proxy with the Paragon’s monsters. My soul flowed out of my body and…

Inhabited strength.

My eyes opened. I sat up, the countryside blurring by. I frowned at the speed. The wagon I lay in bounced and clattered. I looked over my shoulder and… blanched at the sight one of the monstrosities the Paragon lent me dragging the wagon forward, racing far, far faster than any monster. The Colony’s insectoid form pulled the wagon, harnessed to its yokes.

“Prince Meinard,” hissed the Hunger, the bloated, centipede thing lay curled at my proxy’s metal feet. It lifted its head. “It is not time for you. We are still hours from Az.”

“Hours?” I asked, hope surging in me. “Not days?”

“Hours,” the Hunger insisted, tar dripping off his corpulent and coiled form. “Circumstances have changed. Things in Az have grown… dire.”

“You’ve heard about the Temple of Krab.”

“Indeed.” The Hunger shuddered and clicked, the sounds making my real body tremble leagues away in my castle. “We shall arrive at Az at Dusk, your Highness.”

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