FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

Author's Note: As promised, here is the sexy parts!

Michelle loved the thrill of the hunt as she discreetly followed the two men. After saying her goodbye to Christina it had been easy to find the tracks of the two brothers, they never expected someone would even bother to chase them.

She watched as they walked in a local pub and bothered some of the girls until one of the bouncers kicked them out, after that they walked from pub to pub, drinking and keeping with what they seemed to believe amounted to flirting. They seemed to repeat their repertoire of annoying, nagging, and veiled insults with every girl they rested their eyes on. It also became evident they had money and at least seemed to believe they had a name worth something, she had witnessed them threatening bouncers and girls by saying they would call their father at least three times in the spam of a few hours. Finally, with the night high and their patience exhausted, she witnessed as they tried to drop a white pill into one girl's drink. Michelle acted fast, moving around the crowd and deftly stealing the spiked drink before someone could drink it.

The brothers cursed and after a few more minutes they seemed to decide they were done with the night. They began stumbling their way back to their house, Michelle followed them the whole way, keeping out of sight until she was sure the three of them were alone on the streets.

“Hey, cuties," she called to them. “Want some fun?"

“Hey, it's that bitch from the coffee!" The blond to her right leered at her. “We were looking for a bitch and now we have found one."

The black-haired bother chuckled. “I knew she would come crawling back."

“I hope you like it rough, bitch," Blond said with a big laugh, that seemed to be his favorite word.

“Just relax," Black-Haired said as he approached her. “And try to enjoy it."

Michelle smiled, trying hard to control her excitement, lest they were to suspect something.

“That's not what exactly what I have in mind, cuties," she said calmly.

The blond was closest to her, her moved a hand to grope Michelle's ass, but the tall woman held him by the wrist, twisting it slightly.

“No touching," Michelle commanded.

The black-haired one licked his lips. “She's a feisty one, maybe after you learn who you are dealing with you will start begging."

Michelle's gaze flicked from one man to another. They definitely had potential, whether they wanted to or not. She had no doubt of their predicament at that moment. They were in deep shit.

Gryphon's pheromone had always displayed strange properties when interacting with human physiology, like so many others preternatural creatures they seemed to have a strange relationship with humans. For millennia the beast's blood had been used as a powerful aphrodisiac and fertility drug in women, but in human males the effects seemed to be much more extreme. History was full of tales of the avitis, the harem boys that were dosed with gryphon's cum or the infamous Qing Niao, the Chinese servants that were paired from birth with a gryphon.

Neither of the two brothers had ever paid much attention to such tales, if they had then maybe they would have been able to recognize the strange, sweet-sour smell that came from the spray Michelle used on them. They were simply happy it hadn't been pepper spray.

Michelle whistled softly, the two brothers immediately froze, they could hear the sounds of claws against the asphalt.

With a measure of delight, she watched as they so very slowly turned around to see themselves face to face with two large gryphons.

There was a moment of surprise for the two brothers, as their minds took stock of what was in front of them, two black gryphons, as tall as horses and with the sharp beak and claws of a predator without match, their golden eyes seemed to almost glow on the half-light offered by a single lamppost.

“Go away!" Blond screamed, turning from the gryphons to Michelle. “Please, make them go away! We pay you!"

Long seconds ticked by, the sound of the gryphon's claws against the asphalt was like thunder. Blond and Black-haired took steps back, pressing their back against a brick wall. The two gryphons towered over them, licking their beaks in anticipation.

“The way I see it," Michelle chuckled. “You should try to enjoy it."

Blond experienced the cold shivers of fear. He gasped as the gryphon shoved him against the wall. He found himself staring up a good foot and some inches into the face of the gryphon.

He recognized the wild hunger in those eyes. Those bright golden eyes that almost glowed. The gryphon was breathing hard, his sharp beak opening slight so he could taste the blonde man with his long tongue. A soft growl came from the gryphon's throat. His claws were large and warm as the beast gripped the human's waist. The gryphon tugged him from the wall, forcing the human against the floor.

The blonde's knees started to buckle. He crashed to the street with the gryphon's large claws gripping him hard. He managed to turn his head around enough to see his brother pressed against the wall as the other gryphon licked his neck and chest.

The blond opened his mouth but nothing came out. The gryphon put a strong paw on his back, forcing him against the floor, the long and warm tongue of the gryphon stroking his neck, his back. Blond still tried to get up, to move away from the creature, but it was much stronger. The blond touched hard muscles covered by hot feathers. The human stared into the beast's eyes.

The blond was lost in those feral eyes, entranced by the debauched, wicked lust in them. The human shut his eyes and fought the strange mixture of terror and excitement that coursed through his body.

What would the beast do to him?

Michelle caressed between the ears of the two gryphons, making the big predators seem incredibly mellow and even cuddly for a moment.

“This is Sunwings," she gestured towards the gryphon that had been over the blond. “This one is Ebonquill," she gestured towards the one pressing the black-haired man against the wall.

Michelle smirked. “Do you still remember your names?"

The question didn't seem to make sense for the two humans, the smell of heat from the beasts filled their lungs and clouded their mind, made rational thought too tiresome. Outlandish and warped images came for them, a whole new world of wild pleasures seemed to be open to him.

I'm not gay, the blond man repeated to himself as the gryphon licked the side of his neck, nibbled on his ears. The beast didn't smell bad, the musk felt strangely good, addictive.

The blond man tensed hard as the gryphon gripped his underwear and tore it off. The human gasped, he was staring at the gryphon's cock. Mild fear and arousal hit him. The gryphon's cock was much bigger than any he had ever seen, red and with a sharp, barbed head like that of a feline, only larger, thicker, and the base of the cock had a bulbous knot.

The gryphon forced the human down against the floor, grinding his warm body against the soft human body.

The blond felt the power of the gryphon above him, it filled him with comfort and peace. The long, strong tongue stroke the back of his neck, eased him to rise his hips to the gryphon.

The gryphon kept licking down his spine, a rough growl leaving his throat as the beast licked the human's tight hole. The human's soft, needy cry filled the air. The gryphons licked roughly, extracting voluptuous moans from the humans.

And he loved it. He could feel the pleasure twisting, climbing through his body as he writhed beneath the gryphon. Involuntarily, his hands gripped his own cock and begun jerking off, he lifted his lips to the beast. Rich, spicy, flaring passion flowed to him as the gryphon's tongue stroked his ass.

He had never known lust this hot, this wild. He was being dominated by the gryphon, turned into a toy for the big animal. An involuntary groan escaped his throat, wild and primitive, as he fought to regain control.

The scent of the gryphon's arousal filled his head. Heated and mesmerizing, it stoked a depraved hunger in him.

He angled his head slightly to see his brother in a similar situation, the strong musk made it so hard to think, to remember what they should have been doing tonight. There were whispers, distant and so easy to ignore. He had had a name, a very important name that had carried him through most of his life, but now it seemed unimportant.

“I want you!" The human gripped at the gryphon's feathers as the beast's tongue pumped into his ass, driving him to the point of madness with the wicked, incredible pleasure spreading through his body.

He needed to please the gryphon, nothing more mattered. He craved to touch the gryphon, wanted to give the beast as much pleasure as he could. He couldn't push the beast away, couldn't help but beg, to plead for more.

His eyes jerked open, stared down his body, met the golden eyes of the gryphon as the beast licked the violently sensitive flesh.

He could barely breathe, his hands kept moving around his cock, jerking himself off feverishly, he barely noticed as his cock seemed to shrink under his hand. He couldn't focus on anything but the pleasure that ravaged his body.

“Such good boys," Michelle laughed. “It's a wonder the effects that gryphon pheromones have in humans, especially in males. I could explain it, but I will bet that you would prefer some tasty gryphon cock."

'Please…" The two humans pleaded, their breathing labored as moans escaped their mouths.

“Oh yeah, so beautiful," Michelle smiled and put a finger under the blonde's chin. “I think I'll call you Gabby."

The blonde felt his confidence rising by the second, he sat on the ground, with a finger Michelle guided him between her legs. Heat rushed through his body at her smell, igniting a pulsing fiery heat between his legs that was like no erection he had ever felt, his small cock trembled and twitched.

“Amazing…"

Michelle smiled and began to move and grind against his face, pressing his face between her legs. “Oh," she moaned as she felt him spread her pussy lips and take a long, hot lick of her inner folds. “Oh, Goddess!"

With her other hand she motioned for the black haired to move towards her, pointing to her feet with one finger. The black hared man lifted his eyes up enough to meet her eyes for barely a moment before kneeling in front of her, kissing and licking her naked feet.

“That's right, slave sissy. Your mistress wants to be pleasured! I'll call you, Agatha!"

“Y-yes, Mistress," he could barely get the words out but he managed to comply with her orders. Obeying was so easy, felt so right.

Michelle growled her approval and spread the puffy lips of her pussy even wider so he could suck her clit into his mouth. As he swirled his tongue around the sensitive bundle of nerves, Michelle felt a powerful wave of pleasure wash over her, her fingers tightened around Gabby's blonde hair, pushed her closer.

“Ah!" Michelle gasped as she felt his tongue fill her. She moaned between clenched teeth and pressed against him helplessly, even as Agatha kissed her feet, her tongue caressing between her toes.

As Gabby continued to press his tongue deep into her pussy, one fingertip began to gently circle her clit, stroking her tenderly but relentlessly, stoking the fire inside her higher and higher.

“Goddess!" Michelle screamed.

With a low moan, Michelle felt herself reaching the peak as the fire inside her suddenly flared out of control.

Gabby responded by gripping her hips tightly in both hands, holding her in place as his tongue slid inside of her.

“That's it, my little slave sissy," Michelle growled. “Lick your mistress's pussy!"

“Y-yes, Mistress," Gabby managed to get out.

Goddess, he couldn't remember ever feeling so vulnerable or hot. His face was pressed between her tights, his small cock twitching ineffectively between his legs.

He went back to licking her, licking and sucking and fucking with his fingers and tongue until Michelle came again. And again. And again.

“Mistress, please," he gasped at last, his cock throbbing. “Please, I can't…can't take much more."

“That's all right," she growled, finally letting go. “You won't have to hold for much longer."

Gabby and Agatha bit their lip as Michelle whistled softly, calling the gryphons forward. Was this it? Were they finally going to be fucked now?

Gabby's body was becoming visibly tense as he got on all fours just next to his brother, the big gryphons coming up to them by the side. The heat between his legs increased, and a strange wetness began to spill from his cock, it was too watery to be cum.

Catching his lower lip between his teeth, he closed his eyes. His breath was ragged, anxious. The fire, and need, for the beast was consuming his entire body, raking his very soul.

He would be a good servant, everything else didn't matter. He was Gabby, the gryphon-slut!

He heard the breath hiss from between the gryphon's beak as it approached, the swollen length of the beast's erection sliding out of the sheath.

“Yes," he whispered as the beast grabbed him by the waist, its powerful claws holding him in place as the hard flesh pressed against his back. The gryphon roared against his ear. The blood was thundering in his ears, rushing through his body, and his ass was surrounding the sharp, hot head of the gryphon's cock hungrily.

He stared up at the beast, watched those golden eyes filled with animal lust, the hunger and the need on his flesh. Sweat gleamed on his chest, the gryphon mounted him completely, forced him down with his strong claws. It was the eyes that held him though.

Hard claws were in his hair, pressing him down, forcing his hips to raise, as the beast's cock penetrated him inch by swollen inch, stealing his anal virginity even as the beast's tongue licked the back of Gabby's neck, tasting him.

Savage pleasure tightened his expression, pulled his lips back and had moans leaving his throat. It was the most exciting, erotic feeling he had known in his life.

Just beside him, his brother experienced the same sensations, the same pleasure that destroyed their minds. He extended his hand and elanced they fingers together, tightening their hands as the beasts trusted deep inside of them. They shared a precious moment of intimacy, shared the burning need, which was more debauched than any other they had ever experienced.

For a moment, just a moment, Gabby was certain he was finding a pace with the pleasure that he could process. Riding the waves of sensations, forcing air into her lungs, out again, he was able to actually make sense of some of the thoughts tearing through his mind.

He could feel his heart racing, adrenaline infusing it as some hidden part of his senses seemed to open and reach out to the beast.

Then it was all gone in a hazy of bestial lust. Each trust of the gryphon's cock throbbed through his entire body, intensifying the pleasure and the fiery hunger that crawled at his mind. It tore through him. It zapped through his senses, crashed through her mind in a surge of such depraved, wicked pleasure that he became lost in the sensations.

The intensity of his orgasm was shocking, vastly superior to any pleasure he had ever felt before, his small, limp cock expelling a watery cum even as the gryphon's knot forced inside his ass, stretched him beyond anything he had ever believed possible. Pleasure didn't diminish after the orgasm, it kept resonating in his body, wave after wave of a crashing, warm lust even as he felt the swollen erection pressed inside him. He was drooling, panting like an animal when with a final, powerful trust the gryphon penetrated him to the hilt, locked him under the big beast as it ejaculated, filled Gabby's ass with the thick, hot seed.

It was fast, glorious. It was a rush of flames searing his flesh, driving him fast and hard into an orgasm that had him shaking, quivering against the gryphon.

“Did you liked?" Michelle whispered in his ear as he was almost passing out. “Do you want more?"

The words exploded inside his head, fractured inside him, and tore the last figments of his sanity. He needed more, nothing else mattered.

He loved the gryphons.