To make a Temple
Sanctifying a Temple
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The following story contains Herm-fem, Male-Male, and Male-Herm Yiffery!! If you are not of legal age in your Territory(18/21 in the US) or do not want to read such, do not go any further!! Your're not being forced to read this, so don't blame the author for getting all pink over it;) On the other hand if you like such things, read on!!
This story was inspired by An incredible picture Gideon did for the Author at FC '08, which can be found here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/1049620/
Calafin, Finna, Calinus, and Sandra are all © The author, Calafin. Naketa Orcan is © hir sexy player, my mate. Toumal the Sexy Stud Orca is © Himself.
The YPBS universe and all related materials are © John Tursiops Calafin, the Author.
Now read and have fun;)
Calafin Gave a low trill as he opened the hatch above him, stepping into the light of the room located atop YPBS's Central branch. Giving his eyes a moment to adjust, he smiled, glancing around him; it had taken months worth of work to get it tuned properly under Naketa's Directions, but now it was finally finished, and time to properly 'cristen' it.
The room surrounding him had no true walls, only thick panes of one-way Glass, letting in the sunlight of a California afternoon, the roof supported by columns of white sea seandstone carved into a nordic motif. The floor was covered in a fabric made of woven kelp fibers, durable as carpet as twice as soft, and without the possibility of rugburn. In the middle of the exactly 15 by 15 foot room sat the Altar they'd had specially made, and he had to whistle in appreciation; it was a block of solid, dense coral, the color of a blushing rose, carved into a rectangular pedastel at just waist height for an orca, or nipple height for a typical morphic phin. Carved into it's sides were Stylized images of Cetaceans engaging in wanton, lusty acts, all surrounding the circular symbol of Cet'i and Certon'is emblazoned on each side, all carved by hand.
Pausing, he glanced in the side of the mirror-polished altar, seeing his own face, that of a Male bottlenose dolphin morph, his body that of a gymnast and swimmer, the same soft grey as all his kind with a lighter underbelly, the three rake-marks above his elft eye-ridge denoting his rank from his military days.
Glancing up, he churred, the inner layer of glass having a 6 foot wide path around it, and another layer of one-way glass. As for as anyone but those they chose know, the outer layer was simply a walkway to let employee's relax during work, to eat and socialize. To those who knew, however, this was the heart of the headquarters, a place that thanked the cetacean fertility gods for their blessings. Since they'd begun construction, there had not been a single unwanted pregnancy, STD, or act of sexual abuse reported within a half mile of YPBS; though he always told reporters it must be coincidence, he knew the truth.
Looking behind him, he Grinned as his mate Naketa walked up the same set of stairs he had, bringing behind her a shy and curious looking female orca by the name of Sandra. His mate was one of a kind, a Hermaphrodite orca, the only one known in the world. Her 8 and a half foot tall form mixed the muscular build of an orca bull with the curves of a rather fit female, her bosom proportinate for hir size, a smile on hir beak as shi trilled. Currently, shi was clad in only a long silk robe, a light turquoise, accentuating more than hiding hir form.
Sandra was clad in only her nipple piercing, a fierce blush on her belly, her hefty bosom bouncing softly with each step as Naketa led her up the stairs and into the light of the new altar to Naketa's patron deities, her eyes glancing around in curiosity. He couldn't repress a low murr when he remembered the lusty scene taking place only a skant few minutes ago, of his and nak's wife, Finna, engaging in a lusty lesbian encounter with her, as well as taking her first professional porno shoot.
The pair of speedos he was wearing were soon discarded as his mate Churred to Sandra and smiled "Sandra, I've chosen you to help me sanctify this place... I told you before that I follow the Cetacean gods of love, fertility, and pleasure, Cet'i and Certon'is, but I did not tell you I am considered a high Priestess of them. If you are willing, I would enjoy pleasuring you, and you I, atop the altar, to properly thank them for their blessings"
The femme Orca chittered and glanced around the room, looking at him, seemingly recognizing him from their brief encounter after him 'interviewing' her husband Carl, and then looked back up at Naketa "You mean, this place is dedicated to enjoying the pleasures of.. of rutting, and you want to mate me here, as an offering to them?" Her form tensed a moment, he hoped in nervousness more than fear, her bosom moving with each breath she took, and he felt himself pondering exactly how those breasts would feel in his beak or wrapped around his member, a pinkness lighting on his belly.
Looking the young orcagirl up and down, The herm smiled at her "well, not exactly, but close enough.. it's not so much offering you to them, as thanking them... for giving me Calafin and Finna, for letting this place be so successful, and also for letting me enjoy myself as I do... of course, the fact I get to make you moan for me again isn't entirely a bad reason either..."
Positioning himself beside a Pillar where he could watch unobstructed but not be in the way, he licked his beak as his maleness began to erect, 14 thick delphic inches soon rubbing against his hand as Sandra chittered and then murred, a loud groan escaping her as Naketa gripped and pinched her nipples, puling her close to the larger herms form as shi cooed, licking hir beak "well?"
The femme's response surprised him as she grinned and leaned up, her beak enclosing Naketa's in a lusty kiss, her bosom rubbing to the other orca's as she crooned and then murred, her tongue battling her lovers for several moments before she sat back on the altar and spread her legs, grinning, one hand sliding down to part the lips of her muscular, plump sex and reveal her clitoral piercing, her other hand bracing behind her as she whistled seductively "I hope we can give them a proper thank you..."
His wife had lost hirself in the kiss, and paused as the eager femorca before hir sat back and spread her legs, hir eyes drinking in the sight before hir. "I know we will..." was hir reply as shi kneeled and began lapping at each of Sandra's breasts, a hand gently squeezing one as the other was bathed in hir tongue, lips enclosing and suckling on hir nipple as hir piercing was savoured, a large disruption in the front of hir robe telling of hir arousal as Sandra moaned appreciatively.
Slowly stroking his hand teasingly up and down his member, he restrained himself from whistling in arousal as his wife delicately worshipped the orca femme's bosom, pink alighting on both their bellies as hir head was gently stroked by the femme orca's hand, the larger orca's free hand sliding down and slowly pressing a finger into her depths, his wife's actions only urging on the orcagirls lust as she began thrusting onto one, then two fingers, nectar coating her lovers fingers as she willingly gave of her body.
Having fingered the lovely femorca in front of hir to a nicely moist state as shi suckled on her bosom, his wife decided to continue, slowly trailing hir tongue down from the lovely breast shi'd been sucking on, along hir lovers belly, until finally reaching the junction of her legs, an arched back and a sharp gasp greeting hir as shi began to gently explore the fem's depths, reacquainting hirself with the tight folds shi'd fondled and rutted during the girlwhale's interview, the moans of hir partner urging hir on.
Leaning against one of the pillars, he had to let it bear his weight, his legs not wanting to support him as his hand danced along his member, watching as his wife continued hir ministrations. Taking hir time, shi slowly curled hir tongue within the tight depths of the cunt presented it, stroking the inner walls and outer lips to it's owner's delight as she laid back atop the altar and gasped, moaning her pleasure and need. The dancing tongue and smiling face between her legs knew exactly how to do what it wanted, bringing her body and mind to the edge slowly, speeding up and then slowing down, holding her on the edge of her precipice for a seeming eternity, then backing off until to let her gance over the edge again, but not go over.
At this point, she could scarcely think, could barely even speak, her body a violin being played by a virtuoso. She was as helpless before naketa as a captive princess before a lusty dragon, and she adored that feeling. The helplessness, being worshipped, it all intermingled within her, her eyes closed as she gasped and panted at the hands groping her breasts and the tongue within her depths, her body slowly arching, tensing tighter and tighter... and finally, Her master granted her mercy, her closed eyes seeing a starburst and blue glow behind them as she screamed in orgasm loud enough to make the glass walls ring.
Issuing a lusty murr, His wife continued devouring the folds of the spasming, orgasm orcagirl before hir, hir clit piercing and every detail worshipped as hot nectars coated hir beak and face, the huge disruption in hir robe telling of hir own desires as every motion of hir captive before hir was mirrored, the altar almost seeming to glow a bit as the gasping female before hir slowly began to relax and ease down, her body finally going limp as a happy, soft churrr escaped the fem's blowhole and she went unconscious, a soft giggle escaping the herm.
Padding up, he could only grin "looks like you overwhelmed her a bit, my lovely one..." as shi slowly picked up the gently breathing orcagirl over hir shoulder, his wife turning and giving him a long kiss, his erect member matching hirs as shi trilled "yes, but shi'll recover, and this is only part one... you're part two..."
Blinking, he starting to ask what shi meant, then felt two pairs of hands grasp him and pull him back, a surprised squeak escaping him "huh?" as shi laid Sandra down and then grinned at him "that was female female, my love... now it's time for male male, before finally ending with cross gender... and besides, I know you love being a captive slut"
Glancing to either side, he felt a nervous tenseness in him as he recognized the two males pulling him onto the altar, his hands being restrained behind him as he trilled "Calinus?!?! Toumal!?!?" and then was pushed into a kneeling position atop the coral, his tail lifted as the Former got in front of him, the 10 foot tall bull orca still bearing the collar he and his wife had given him, but now bearing a tag "property of Toumal", a thick cock erected from his slit mounted above heavy balls being rubbed across his beak as his tail was lifted by the latter, his friends well remembered external balls and member being teased across his buttocks as he squeeped, deep murrs coming from both males "mm, may we begin, Mistress?"
He didn't have the time to glance to one side and see hir response before his beak was thrust into, the thick pillar of maleflesh spreading his beaklips and quickly finding and sliding into his throat, his blowhole shooting air in a gasp of breath as his tongue tasted the incredibly potent, sweet, heady male musk of their former slave, his form even more muscular now, gold hoops in each nipple as he thrust into the mouth of his former master, runts of pleasure coming from him as his member was suckled.
The male behind him gave him the same level of warning, a thick mushroom-shaped head being pressed to his tailring, a mixture of pre and some unknown lube overcoming any resistance as he squealed, pain intermingling with pleasure, feeling every inch of the bull orca's thick shaft impaling his rump, his eyes closed as he momentarily fought the urge to simply serve and pleasure these males, to be their captive slut, and failed miserably.
His wife knew him all too well; he did indeed have a subby streak when it came to being on the other end of a fat cetacean shaft, and it was not going to let this opportunity by. Slowly at first, then with greater vigor, he began to suckle on the throbbing maleness in his beak, his mouth bobbing up and down on it as his tongue stroked and worshipped it, tasting the wonderful malepre and musk from inside his slit. Each ridge, each muscle and bump along the cetacean shaft was found and pleasured, the grunts and croons of the shaft's owner telling him to keep going. He couldn't stop himself from thrusting back onto the spike impaling his rump, the feel of pre dribbling from it only urging him on as slick cetacean hands rubbed and caressed and grasped him, encouraging him.
Opening one eye, he glanced over to where his wife was, a sharp murr coming from him as he saw the lovely orca femme had awoken, her form now bouncing atop the herms pink and crimson staff, breasts being fondled by hir as she worshipped that fat meat. His attention was soon refocused, though, as a sharp strike of a hand on his buttocks made him gasp around the cock in his beak, Feeling the bull behind him continue spanking his upturned, muscular rump with each thrust into him, his maleness erect and dangling below his belly, dribbling into a pool of pre atop the coral. Closing his eyes, he focused on pleasuring the horny bul in front of him as much as he could, thrusting back onto the dominant bulls cock in his backdoor as he savored each groan and grunt, each slap of flesh as two pairs of balls slapped at his body, loving being a captive cockslut for the more dominant males.
The male behind him was starting to near his edge, he could feel it, feel the bulge of pending seed slowly traveling further up his shaft towards it's destination, the hot length pounding his throat not far behind it. Squeezing his rump around the thick girth burying itself within it, he worked to urge his friend on, wanting to feel that hot orca spunk flood him from both ends, to be filled and marked as a proper phinslut. Fidgeting at the hands cuffed behind his back, he wished he could free them to molest the balls of the former sex slave fucking his face, his mind having given up any thought of fighting and resigning itself to enjoying the lustful gangbang he was in.
Feeling something caressing him, he groaned, but could feel it was neither male. Opening one eye, for just a second, he could have sworn a bluish glow enveloped him, a diffuse cloud of some indeterminable energy; before he could react, he heard the male behind him give a bellow of triumph mixed with a squeal, his eyes closing tightly as his rump was suddenly filled to the brim with hot whalegoo. Spurts of hot seed flooded his rear as his throat was also bathed, the twin cocks both spraying their heavy cargos into their respective entries as he squealed, his own orgasm spraying onto the polished coral beneath him, all three sharing in their orgasmal bliss as it overwhelmed them.
Panting for air by blowing, he slowly opened one eye after several moments, his beak still softly sucking as the thick maleness it had been pleasuring for several minutes was pulled out, a dribble of aftercum falling onto his face and chest, drawing a murr from him. A sharp pain forced both eyes open as a loud *pop!* announced the other male pulling from his rump, his form falling onto it's side despite his mind's protests as he groaned softly "by the gods..."
A laugh followed his statement "I thought that was the point." Forcing his eyes to focus, he glanced up at Toumal's face, and churred "I take it your training of Calinus as your sex slave is going well?" and his statement was met with a low chuckle from the bull in front of him "indeed, although your wife said I get to have your ass at *least* twice... and in exchange, I have to let him fuck your wife's cunt"
Chittering as he tried to understand, he gave a low groan as he felt himself picked up from the seed-covered altar, Toumal's hands holding him up as he was half-walked, half dragged to where his wife and Sandra had left a puddle of orcan passion on the floor, the Bull orca sitting in a chair beside a pillar and then sitting him down, a re-hardening cock being rubbed under his abused tailhole as he leaned back and groaned, letting it slip in and accepting his place as cockslut for his friend, at least for now.
Closing his eyes, he relaxed himself a dribble of warm cum leaking from his tail hole as a cock impaled him again, a hand reaching around and grasping his own erect maleness, starting to re-stroke it as he murred and squeezed, then felt his head griped and turned "Shi said to make sure you watch" and his eyes fell on a sight then brought his half-soft member instantly to full life.
His herm was lying on hir side on the altar, murring as shi stroked The hardening cock of the bull he'd blown only a few moments before against hir bosom, lapping at the tip lustily. Between hir legs, a second Bull orca was eagerly devouring hir sex, one of his hands stroking hir seed and nectar covered maleness, the other stroking his own bullmember to full erection as shi wrapped hir legs around his head and groaned, murring "that's it boys, you're going to fuck me properly..."
Grunting, he could only trill as he felt his friends cock hilt in him again, a hand stroking his own member as he was bounced atop his lap "Shame, if shi was a male I'd bang hir all day" was whispered in his earhole, a slow nod from him all the response needed as he groaned, watching his wife. It took only a few minutes for the male between hir legs to make hir arch hir back and groan, a spurt of pre firing from hir maleness and landing on hir bosom as shi orgasmed and then laid on hir side, hiking one leg and lowering the other to let the male who'd been eating hir sex straddle hir leg and bring his maleness to rub at hir femsex, hir tongue lapping along their former bullslave's throbbing cock as shi crooned "mm, allright, give it to me...
The loud squeep hir statement drew from him made hir grin as shi began lustily suckling down on the hard orcan staff in front of hir, one of hir hands sliding down to stroke hir maleness as the other male slowly pressed and then thrust his member into hir sex, the slick nectar of hir arousal coating it as he impaled hir and groaned, both bulls starting a matching rhythem as shi winked at him and crooned, moans and gasps coming from hir as shi urged them on with hir body, the altar's symbols almost seeming to glow in the sexual ecstasy the room was bathing in.
It seemed like each thrust of the hardened orcacock in his rump only made his arousal higher to match his wife's, Sandra sleeping across from the altar as her lover was impaled from both ends, the muscular channel of hir sex milking the male's cock, every detail of it seemingly stroked by her muscular slit as hir tongue bathed their former slut's cock in experience, some of his pre deliberately let to leak out in hir passion as shi crooned and bucked atop the tableau, hir form slowly tensing.
Gritting his teeth, he forced himself not to cum as his tail hole and rump was hammered by the talented male who's lap he was sitting in, watching as his wife continued to buck back and forth between hir twin lovers. One of hir hands stroked hir maleness, the other grasping one of hir breasts as the lusty bull shi was blowing placed his hand atop hirs, helping thrust into hir throat. The bull between hir legs was gritting his teeth, so tightly had shi clamped hir cunt and used it to milk him, his balls finally slapping wetly against hir entry as he groaned, one hand holding hir leg up as his other gripped hir rump to help him thrust his massive spike between hir sexlips.
Again, he swore he could feel energy slowly building, like waves on the shore, his tail hole being invaded more and more rapidly as he groaned, his cock dribbling pre onto the hand stroking it. His wife had the males completely at hir mercy, their lusts slaved to hirs as they bucked into hir faster and faster, wet squelching noises coming from their coupling as all three neared their edges, fat cocks being rammed into hir cunt and throat as shi bucked and writhed atop the altar.
The explosion was unexpected, and caught him by surprise. He felt Toumal tense and grip him tightly, and then that wonderful warm feeling again, his prostate bathing in orcan seed as he let his beak hang open and his member spewed it's load onto his belly and chest, both of them heaving in the chair in their pleasure.
He was barely able to pay enough attention to see his wife release hirself as well, hir body shuddering as shi squealed and coated hirself and hir twin lovers in hir climax, their own seed injecting into hir, the one in hir cunt gritting his teeth and giving a triumphant hunting call as he seeded hir depths, their former sexslave following a moment later as hir tight throat gulped down his esctaful spasm, all of them groaning as their climaxes intermingled and amplified each other, like a shockwave in an echo chamber.
Leaning back against his lover, it took him several minutes before he could stand, a grown of mingled discomfert and frazzelled pleasure coming from his throat as he pulled off the hardened cock that impaled him, seed coating his backside. Turning, he helped the male up, an gave him a deep kiss, their tongue's sharing each other's mouth's as he smiled "Thank you, Toumal." "Anytime"
Turning, he grinned as his wife lay atop the Altar, hir body covered in dripping lust, both male's unable to stand from the strength of their orgasms as he leaned up and kissed hir cheek, churring "How do you feel, my love?" A low, happy churr was his answer, hir form quickly standing erect as shi nuzzled him and then grinned at their mutual friend "Well Toumal, was his ass as tight as I promised?" "Better".
His blush enough to make his face turn hot, he helped hir get the other male's to their feet, and then glanced at the Altar as they all gathered their belongings, his wife helping the femme orca from before walk after being rutted in hir cunt and rump by the lusty herm, her waddle drawing a chuckle "so, do you think they understood?"
Glancing his wife's way, he saw hir look at the Altar and then smile like shi was holding a newborn, a low churr coming from hir "oh, they understood... right, my patrons?" Before he could ask who shi was talking to, he felt a warm tingling along his entire body, and suddenly he was horny again, his ass feeling virgin, his balls almost bursting, and he looked at hir wide-eyed, hir only response a wink, followed by "Later, my husband. "
He gave one last, long look at the Altar as everyone else filed down the stairs to the nearby showers, and then glanced up through the transparent roof, as the stars began to come out into the night sky "Well, whoever you are... thank you for giving hir to me." As he turned and went down the stairs, for just a moment, he could have sworn, in a soft whisper, he heard "No, Thank you... for letting hir be hir." The chuckle he gave was all the response needed.