Gryphon in the Woods - Chapter 4
Human hunters travel downriver to find fertile hunting grounds. What they don't know is they also found the territory of a gryphon. It doesn't take long before the young female in the group befriends the beast.
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She spread herself over the stump, fingers curling into the soft moss as she braced herself. Her muscles were tense and she fought against an overwhelming anxiety that she would get caught with her pants down by one of her companions. She looked over her shoulder to watch the gryphon step closer. His wings mantled as he approached.
He was a large and powerful specimen. She had no doubts that if he wanted, he could seriously harm her. But in this moment, he trusted her and she him. As his large head lowered to inspect her exposed ass, she flinched and clutched the mossy stump. Blood flushed through her skin and the sound of her heart pounded in her ears. She felt almost dizzy. She parted her legs to let the gryphon inspect her.
The gryphon lowered his head to sniff at her. Then he licked at the damp spot between her thighs. His tongue brushed her lightly at first as he sampled her taste, tongue soft against the damp heat of her sex. His next lick bathed her sex from bottom to top. She blushed. This was the first time anyone had used their tongue there. It was thrilling.
There was a pleasantness to the flavor of both her lightly furred skin and that centerline that drew him in. His ears folded back as he dragged his tongue across her lips again, wetting his bill with the small bit of sweat and moisture coating her pussy. She let out a breathy moan. His next stroke slipped right between her folds and dragged right up along the soft hood of her clit. The salty taste of sweat was replaced with a softer, tangy flavor as his tongue found her snug and warm walls.
Alyssa shuddered and rocked her hips, folds growing wetter under the gryphon’s oral ministrations. The moment that his tongue flicked along her sensitive clit, she rolled her hips to try and guide his attention to it. She moaned louder as he found her clit and spent more time licking at it, obviously picking up on her desire to have that spot licked. A small voice in her head told her this was wrong, but she couldn’t deny the pleasure his licks were giving her. She breathed out heavily and rocked into his beak.
The gryphon swayed with the motion of her hips to keep licking at her opening, lathering her short pubic hair down with spit and her own arousal. She could feel heat growing in her belly as he licked. There was something taboo and forbidden about what the gryphon was going, but she was so hot and aroused she didn’t care.
Alyssa rolled her hips back to guide the gryphon’s tongue, gasping out whenever he dragged a little rougher along her swollen clit. His tongue beckoned her orgasm and she rolled her hips against his beak. She was so close. She gripped at the stump, fingers tearing into the moss as her body tensed. With one final lick across her clit, she cried out and spasmed hard, body shuddering as pleasure tore through her body. The gryphon pulled back to watch with his ears perked atop his head, tongue slipping over the edge of his beak.
She looked back at him, face flushed and sweat streaking her cheeks and brow. She traced a hand back to feel her own folds, tensing up when her fingers ran through the slippery mess of gryphon’s spit and her arousal. The sensitivity of her clit made her twitch. She lifted off the stump to look under herself, eyes focusing on the valley between her thighs for a long moment before the flash of ruddy flesh drew her gaze to the underside of the gryphon. She licked her lip, stared back at him, wondering if she could even sate the creature’s own needs. Would he even let her try? The gryphon stepped closer, but she raised a hand to halt him and turned around.
“No. Wait.” She commanded.
He cocked his head at her and let out a low croon, but obeyed. She didn’t make him wait long before she ducked down onto her hands and knees and crawled under him. He frisked to the side a moment before she placed a gentle hand on his side. He flinched when her other hand touched his belly, shifting on his paws when she slid it backto brush against the exposed flesh of his arousal.
She was gentle, and for a moment the gryphon shifted about to try and figure out what she was doing as her fingers traced along the gryphon’s damp cock flesh. His member twitched against her hand when she stroked him, a bead of pre forming at this tip. She curled her fingers over his tip to clear the droplet before giving him an experimental stroke. He gave a short buck and crooned louder. The reaction he had was predictable and exciting.
Alyssa sucked in a breath when a thin squirt of pre jetted from his tip, wetting her hand. She stroked along his spire until her hands pushed down his sheath, rolling her fingers around his hot shaft. The gryphon started humping the air as instincts fired in his brain.
It was both fascinating and exhilarating as she watched the gryphon’s flesh shifted in her hand, skin wet with his thin lube. Heat filled her cheeks as she coaxed more thrusts from him. His cock was growing thicker, and as her strokes increased against his flesh, she soon found a curious thickness around his base that was previously hidden by a sheath.
Alyssa tilted her head under him to get a better look at the gryphon’s tool as he humped through her fingers. He was a big boy and growing larger with each second as her hand maintained a grip on that slippery flesh. The thick bulge at his cock’s base swelled thicker as he thrust through her fingers. Curiously, she slipped her hand down on the next stroke to explore his knot.
The moment her fingers wrapped around his knot, the gryphon’s pupils pinned and he keened out sharply as he thrust hard! She gasped and almost let go of him before realizing that it was a pleasured sound. She used her other hand to grip around his shaft, holding his swollen cock away from his belly as he bucked. The gryphon almost couldn’t contain himself as he bucked his hips and started thrusting like the beast he was.
Alyssa tried her best to keep a firm grip around that knot despite the gryphon’s urgent thrusts, thin precum spurting across the ground. She watched, mesmerized by the wobble of his hefty balls as he thrust. She wasn’t sure just how close the gryphon was, but when she curled her fingers around his knot to get a better hold, he suddenly went rigid and keened loudly.
A moment later his cock throbbed hard and spurted a thick rope of cum across his belly. She held him firmly as he throbbed in her grip, excitement bubbling up inside her as she witnessed his release. More spurts of seed followed the first. It splattered all over the soil, puddling where the thicker squirts landed. The amount of cum was impressive.
He craned his neck to look under his belly, had curled up to sniff at himself and her, beak gaped as he rasped in a breath. He was surprisingly flexible despite those bulky wings. She wiped her hands off on her tunic and carefully crawled out from under the beast.
“That wasn’t so bad, huh fella?”
The gryphon looked to her before his ears picked up another sound. One of the male hunters was calling. She heard it too and looked in the direction of their camp, eyes widening.
“Shit. I… have to go.”