Dinomancer’s Lewd Day
Bromin, a dinomancer that traveled with his pack of ferals for a couple of days, finds himself trapped in a vortex of untamed arousal once he witnesses a mating between his young, virgin gryphoness and his feisty kitsune.
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Story description: Bromin, a dinomancer that traveled with his pack of ferals for a couple of days, finds himself trapped in a vortex of untamed arousal once he witnesses a mating between his young, virgin gryphoness and his feisty kitsune.
** ***Dinomancer's Lewd Day*****
The light of the sun felt like a blessing from the Sky God himself.
After they traveled through the thickness of Grongar's belt for the better part of the day, the four companions let out the joy through the voice of their respective kind. Provira -a young gryphon whose sapphire eyes charmed anyone lucky enough to meet her gaze- stretched her snowy wings to let the warmth flow through her feathers. She was so white. Even beautiful in the golden light that cascaded upon her pristine plumage. Although she was not quite as well-endowed physically as the gryphons perching on the mountain cliffs far to the north, Provira's gracefully edged wings pushed her far ahead of her captors in terms of speed.
"Go on. Keep moving. Nothing to stare at," Bromin directed his two other companions ahead of the female, who was in the process of stretching her other pair of legs. Though his silver fur made him majestic in his own right, Bromin the unicorn never considered himself Provira's equal when it came to beauty. There was something about the way four legged creatures were built; something not many of his kin understood. Perhaps that was why he was here, surrounded by quadrupedal friends, while his family dined in the comfort of their home. Frengard. That city, no matter how splendorous it looked from the outside, gave Bromin the shivers.
"Meawwrrr."
Bromin realized why he was feeling warmer than usual when the kitsune's fluffy tails rubbed along his legs.
"Oh great Sky," the unicorn bowed down. "I haven't stepped on your paws, have I?"
Myren gave a few shakes on his head, but Bromin insisted on checking his paws. The kitsune looked around the golden plains, the crimson tips of his five tails flicking around. The kitsune remained calm only for a moment, the growling protests increasing the longer Bromin pressed onto the soft padded paws of his hinds.
"Ok, ok. You're free to go back to her, you silly charmer."
He planned to...but not before extracting his reward for the temporary act of annoyance with a good petting. Bromin sighed. He couldn't resist that cute mewling call Myren made, so he massaged through the kitsune's thick fur, going over each important muscle to soothe it with pressing rubs. He had to admit, as mischievous as he could be at times, Myren was an adorable little critter. His black fur was a carefully cut piece from the night's shadowy drape, instilling the same sense of calmness to anyone that stared at it.
"Hold still," the unicorn went over the red tips of the fox's tails. "You're not going to miss your magic for a couple of minutes now, will you?"
Myren's amber eyes closed. He purred almost like a cat, calm, removed of any concern.
So serene. So warm...Bromin's weak smile stretched further with every pounding beat of his heart, until the feelings became too much for him to bear. He and Myren found a couple of reasons to squabble over, but Bromin never expected Myren to trust him so deeply. Grabbing a kitsune by the tip of its tails often meant great harm for the creature. Very few allowed even their friends to touch them there...and Myren was one of them.
The following cough made Myren's eyes snap open, and Bromin apologized with a quick rub over the fox's petite head.
"It's just...it was a bug. Pesky thing entered my throat," Bromin rubbed his nostrils around. "No biggy, eh? C'mon, let's get your neck rubbed one more time before-"
"Awwrrr...mawrrrr," Myren vocalized more like a dinosaur than a critter his size, hoisting himself on his hinds to wrap his forepaws around Bromin's neck.
His breath was warmer, even warmer than sunlight, and his wet tongue poked out much too often for Bromin to keep still. He rewarded the kitsune with equal enthusiasm, whispering gentle words in his ears until Bromin's fingers slipped under the cluttered tails. He failed to notice that, too distracted by the heated affection traversing through his bloodstream. Bromin cupped around the furry sack, went over each of those snuggly spheres that felt like little stones to his fingers, then tensed when the stimulation of realization throbbed underneath his loincloth.
"Myren..." he whispered to the fox that refused to budge from his place. "Myren, that's quite enough loving for the day. C'mon, let me take a breath. It's getting...nghhh, getting too hot in here," Bromin gritted his jaws as his cock grew uncomfortably hard between his legs. His next throb sent his cock against the fox's belly, and Myren, realizing the unicorn couldn't possibly grow a third hand to smack him with, dropped off to paw and nudge at the unicorn's hard appendage.
Bromin fought with all he had to push the pesky fox off his privates. It was tough, but the fox eventually gave up, finding another target to play his naughty tricks on.
"I need to stop falling for that, but he's so...fluffy. Maybe Provira will teach him a thing or two about privacy."
Myren had a closer connection to Provira than any of them did. Bromin had no need of his dinomancer magic to observe what knowledge taught him during the long years spent in the wilderness. The kitsune was attracted to the snowy gryphon, maybe more than the shy female expected given how she stumbled away at the faintest touch.
"Easy, SnowFeather. He's neither bigger nor stronger than you," Bromin chuckled. "Come to think of it, Provira could even punt the poor fox away if she wanted to."
Or leave him on top of a mountain, the unicorn thought with a mischievous smile. He went through a couple of scenarios, one more ridiculous than the other, until something that was neither a gryphon's slim beak nor a fox's whiskered muzzle pushed into his hand.
I know. You think I'm slowly turning into a Frengardian., Bromin thought that exact line in his mind as he moved his hand along the warm, pebbly scales of his dear Loween. A dinomaner wasn't much without a dinosaur around, and the young triceratops had been the light of Bromin's life ever since he rescued her from the selfish hands of a frengardian trapping party.
Loween pushed her head under his arm, encouraging the unicorn to wash his hand along her entire body. Bromin found the little spikes decorating the top of her head guard almost as adorable as the bony spikes that ran along the female's spine. The tip ended with a mean bludgeon that could smash through a city wall with ease on a full grown dinosaur, but Loween wasn't quite there yet, in mind or in body. She flicked her wedge shaped tail tip around until Bromin grabbed it, just so she could stampede through the grass lands with a grunting unicorn after her.
Loween...Loween, that's enough!
On a mountain? Can you imagine how cold the winds are? No, of course not, because you didn't think! The female ended her telepathic link with a shove of her tail that swung Bromin into the air as if he was nothing more than a child.
"Grahh..." the unicorn rolled to a stop, then frowned at the cloud of dust rising behind Loween's overexcited feet. "Sometimes, I keep forgetting she's just a cub. You grew so much, Loween. So, so much..."
He dusted himself off the weeds that clung to his fur almost completely when Myren and Provira came on either side, both expressing concern at his unkempt state.
"I'm fine, you beady eyed cuties. No need to sniff or grab my freaking garments. Let go," he pointed at Myren's desperate attempts to rid him of the only covering he wore. "Myren, don't you even dare to-"
The loincloth came off quick, almost like Bromin's hopes after his hand caught nothing but grass in the wake of the sneaky fox. Myren darted ahead of him with a series of yipping growls, making it impossible for even a trained runner to catch him.
"Provira, I know it's a lot to ask after an entire day of walking, but can you please go after him? Please?"
"Awwk," Provira dropped her head with a saddened squawk.
"Eh. I suppose a bit of sun is good for the fur." Bromin said, then covered himself with both hands when the gryphoness shyly looked the other way. He wasn't a feral to have his genitals on display all the time, and that made the situation even more embarrassing.
Still, Bromin kept his head up. At least he wasn't a human with a droopy face surrounded by that shaggy fur they called beard. His own mane was made of long, silky strands of fur that bleached to white towards the edges, acquiring the same snowy color as the short fur that concealed the unicorn's lithe muscles. All of them were relaxed. Thankfully, even the one between his legs, as long as he wasn't thinking any stirring thoughts. Bromin had no reason to. With warm light cascading upon his naked body and a gentle breeze to wash through his mane, Bromin was as relaxed as anyone could get.
Had enough?
Bromin looked over the approaching triceratops with a confident smile. You must be forgetting everything you put me through when you were a wee little dino.
Wee? Little? Do you still think...I'm little? The dinosaur approached.
Just a bit. Give it another season or two, and you'll earn a new nickname.
Bromin knew he messed up when Loween charged at him. He dived out of the way at the last moment to tease her, but fate, it seemed, was not without a sense of humor. Loween trapped Bromin's legs under her heavy tail, then let her warm breath wash over the unicorn's naked crotch in long, huffy puffs.
Loween, stop.
The triceratops pushed her lips against the flare of his cock, then nuzzled around until Bromin squirmed like a fish on dry land.
Alright, you proved your point. Now let me go!
Little, am I? She nuzzled the growing cock until it reached full mast. It seems this tiny dinosaur managed to coax a rather big response. I wonder what's under here.
"No. Please. Don't-" Bromin clenched his jaws as the triceratops' pebbly lips pushed his legs apart to kiss his mare cunt, moistened and sensitive after all this teasing. He didn't want to give Loween any more satisfaction, so he endured like a male, until a harem of unicorns appeared all around him stroking their clammy pussies, fondling their perky breasts, begging him to spill inside their pussies. Great. Now Myren joined in? Was Provira the only sane member of his party? Bromin tried to find the gryphoness, but it was a titanic task with a teasing dino between his legs and a harem of mares in heat around him.
"I CONCEDE! Stop, please. Just stop with all this teasing!"
The ferals retreated into a pile of guttural affection. Bromin couldn't even look at them without throbbing, least he spilled his essence on the grass.
"I'll get back at them. Maybe this night. Maybe tomorrow. Don't care. Not right now."
They found a thicket to rest in for the night, but the ferals seemed uneasy. Distracted by something. With Loween gone in search of water, Bromin kept an eye on Myren, who rubbed between Provira's legs far too many times.
"What do you plan, you sneaky fox? Are you trying to seduce her? Tonight?"
They walked into the underbrush, maybe for a friendly play fight.
Maybe to solve other urges.
Not without me, you won't, Bromin sneaked behind them, following the pair until they stopped in a cramped clearing. Bromin hid behind a tree to watch the fox mewl and lick his way around Provira's beak. The female seemed entranced by his tongue, and for good reason. Beaks weren't really made to lick, least clean certain areas.
She wants you, you silly fox. Go get her and stop cleaning her feet.
The gryphoness turned yet again, presenting the insistent fox with the object of his desires. She even lifted her tail out of the way, claws curling into the ground with excitement, beak parted with obvious desire.
Bromin licked his lips at the sight of Provira's little pussy. It looked akin to a glistening cherry in the middle of a snow field, delicate and shy. Oh, how warm it must have been. How tight!
Bromin dropped by the foot of the tree, rested his back against the mighty trunk, then spat a gooey drop of saliva to lubricate his rock hard member. Bromin started from the base, itching to grab onto his oh so sensitive flare. There was not a question of if, but when he was going to cum. Could he last longer than the virgin gryphoness? Was it possible to time his ejaculation with Myren?
The answer was as obvious as the fox's sniffing nose. Myren could not deny the grip of his instincts after he inhaled the scent of a female deep inside his belly. He allowed his muzzle to draw closer to Provira's shuddering pussy, the sweet smell of fertility washing over his senses in the form of a needy, yowling cry. He drew in three long breaths, then pushed his tongue against the gryphoness's lips. Oh, how warm they must have felt. The kitsune barely needed to even do something as the female's flesh flared open from all sides to let his tongue get a true taste of her feminity.
Bromin took a deep, shaking breath....then shivered wildly as his fingers cupped around his burning erection.
"Huunnnffff," he muffled his groan inside clenched jaws. Even groping himself felt more fulfilling than any pleasurable sensation he experienced before.
Bromin remained there for a few seconds, watching how his Myren, the same tricky fox he hugged at sunset, ate the juices out of Provira's pussy. It was a sight to trigger an instant climax if one waited long enough, but Bromin wasn't so patient. He wanted to be there; to taste Provira's liquid heat upon his lips, to feel Myren's wet cock throb its way out of the black little sheath.
The unicorn slowly rotated his hand. His erection hardened under the throbs of blood, bringing a crashing wave of heavy pleasure along the hard length of his member. Bromin's lips drew up, and his butt clenched as hard as his pussy as his inner muscles burst with a surge of intense pleasure.
"Ooohhhh...Skylord, I can't...can't release so quickly. Have to wait for them. To see their union..."
To cum with them, just like a beast of the wilds.
Myren let out another choking cry. He backed off to lick his drenched muzzle clean, the most intense of scents rolling over the kitsune's trembling nostrils. The gryphoness looked back at him with her sapphire eyes, almost pleading him to resume the licking. Her puffy lips clenched with desire, and beads of liquescence rolled along Provira's wet fur to tempt her male even further. Myren mounted a long, needy lick over Provira's privates, and as soon as he did that the gryphoness' legs quaked with rippling tension, no doubt embracing the fox's tongue with a snuggly, wet embrace.
"Oooooh...oh...Oh, dear earth..." Bromin mumbled as his own body shivered with the same need to cum. Waves of precum shot inside his palm from the depths of his member, but his cock, as hard as it felt, was nowhere near as wet as his other equipment.
Bromin was never one to touch himself below the cock. He considered himself a male more than a female, but...he couldn't deny to feel another kind of pleasure, not when his pale lips thoroughly dribbled with translucent slime.
Bromin pushed two fingers against his winking lips. It felt wrong to touch there. He was a male, not a female, but...it felt so wet, so warm, just like Provira's pussy.
"I'm gonna do it. Just a little touch. One little...Hnnnghhhh!" Bormin scrunched his eyes shut as his pussy squelched with a heavy load of fresh juices. It felt surreal, how sensitive that part of him was. The unicorn carefully pushed deeper into the nest of flesh, but even something as simple as touching himself sent jolts of debilitating weakness along his body.
"Kawww!" the gryphoness flapped her snowy wings, freezing Bromin in his tracks. The unicorn's eyes jumped back to the gryphoness, and to the fox that pushed his nose right back in, filling the small tunnel with his ravenous tongue. He lapped like a starved beast, his growls of satisfaction carrying back to the aroused unicorn.
Bromin imagined himself licking besides Myren. Provira might have been shy, but she was also, by far, the moistest creature he had the pleasure of eating out. Her strands tasted like nectar, thick and sweet, filled with aromas that dazed the senses. With his appetite worked into frenzy, the unicorn let his cock drop, swiped a load of his own feminine juices, then suckled his messy fingers in the same way Myren attacked Provira's drenched sex.
"Mrrfff...aggghhh..."
The fox too panted heftily in the wake of his cleaning session. His lips trembled over his bared teeth, and his tongue licked the air around the gryphoness' gender, the kitsune's senses undoubtedly overloaded with lust. It was obvious from the bulge that stretched his dark grey sheath apart. Myren's member was out in force, spitting strands of liquid lust onto the grass. The silly kitsune was going to cum on the very ground if he waited more, but, after he calmed himself a bit, he placed his tongue back against Provira's entrance to gather more liquid heat upon its tip. He lapped a few times to feed his rising arousal, then delved in yet again much to the creature's crying delight.
That was when Provira unleashed her first cacophonous cry. She trembled from every joint for a few seconds, then thrust her rump against the licking fox to drown him in the swift revenge of her ejaculate. The sharp spurts were no match for his tongue. As hard as he tried, Myren's lower jaw overflowed with gryphon essence. He feasted on that sloppy cunt as if it was his last meal, nuzzling into the trembling lips, rolling his tongue into the squelching tunnel, drawing out as much fluids as he could into his maw.
The gryphoness clawed into the ground, crying harder, louder, until a rush of cloudier essence squirted from her depths.
Myren froze. He didn't know what that was.
But Bromin did. Gryphonesses had no seasons. They bred whenever they desired, and Myren's licking triggered the female's ovulation. As of now, Provira was fertile, apt to breed any gryphon that put his seed in her belly.
Myren pulled back. A few trembling sounds escaped through his clattering jaws. His eyes half lidded with arousal and his body looked weak, barely able to stand on its feet. To top it off, the fox's aroused cock slapped against his belly every time it throbbed, the spurts of pre-seed making the fur wet and spiky.
Was he going to cum? He looked awfully tight between the legs. Bromin could only imagine how aroused the kitsune felt after swallowing Provira's fertile concoction.
Instinct hadn't spared Bromin either. The need to ejaculate increased with every throb of his flesh, cock and cunt alike. Bromin didn't even need to stroke himself. Keeping his genders squeezed -or in the case of his pussy, penetrated- did all the work for him. Moisture formed inside his eyes, and with it, the debilitating knowledge of his impending climax.
"I can't hold back for long, but I must," he gulped heavily. "I need to cum with them. To cum...like a beast..."
Bromin turned his attention back to the mating pair. Provira settled on her belly, giving Myren the opportunity to mount her from behind. The fox spread his legs on either side, calming the female with quick, loving licks before his instincts took over. His overly aroused cock painted the female's rump with male musk twice, thrice, four times before the fox plunged his aching need straight into the female's needy cunt. An explosion of pleasure ran along his cock in the form of a loud, yelping cry.
Bromin's breath caught in his throat. To be embraced with such raw desire must have felt beyond good. As soon as his shaft sunk up to the bulging knot, Myren's snarled and growled out his pleasure. He remained inside, throbbing more viciously than he ever had before.
With eager determination, the fox started pounding away at the female's wet entrance. The need to breed rammed him just like Provira's squawking cries, and restless seed undoubtedly gathered within his swaying balls. Could he cum without inserting his knot? He tried with each shove, only to end up slamming that ball of flesh against a pair of tight, squelching lips.
A surge of blood rushed through Bromin's genitals. The unicorn pushed his flaring erection against his palm and grabbed himself hard. In his mind's eye, it wasn't his hand that fastened around his cock, but Provira's fleshy folds. She was a tight fit, refusing to part with him unless he pounded his way into her. After a series of quaking thrusts, the female's tunnel squelched as she took the entirety of his flare inside, enveloping the rest of his shaft with more viscous fluid the deeper he went. Bromin gasped with orgasmic delight. He knew he needed to pull back, wrench himself free from that heated prison, but he couldn't. Her clammy lips fit so snuggly around his cock. Her heat quickened his seed, and her kneading muscles urged him to spill.
Myren thrust himself back, limbs shivering with exertion, hind claws pressing into the dirt to support the kitsune's exhausted frame. He pushed his cock out, keeping only his tip inside.
Then, with a sharp push of his legs, Myren buried himself back again. His rock-hard shaft plowed through the gryphoness's flesh until his bloated knot and her needy lips slammed together with wet, quaking bliss.
"Kawwwwwrrrrkk!" the gryphoness cried out in pleasure.
"Rraaffff. Rarrrhhhh!" Myren answered her call with his own seething growl.
He was close. Much too close. He clenched his forepaws around her hindquarters, then started thrusting himself with all the strength he had left in his depleted muscles. His cock pounded through that sloppy cunt, drawing out heavier squelches with every push. Myren tenderized Provira's pussy with utter abandon. His fire was wild. Untamed. The embrace of a female proved just too much to handle, and after his tenth or so thrust he pushed himself as hard as he could. His knot -that bulged mass of rock hard flesh that completely refused to fit in now plopped between Provira's overly stretched folds, forcing the gryphoness' to crawl forth as the pressure exerted upon her cunt flooded her entire being with ripples of bliss.
A crackling burst of intense pleasure rushed out of the fox's spitting maw. It was clear he hadn't expected to go all the way inside, but it happened. He hilted himself down to his very balls, and the pleasure hit him like a lightning surge. Thick torrents of seed exploded from his rapidly throbbing cock, splattering inside the female's eager cunt judging from the way his tails jerked into the air every time his balls drew up against his crotch.
Provira cried with utter desperation, her sharp avian cries slicing through the fox's high pitched cries. She became a soaked mess down there, her own liquid riptide mixing with the waves of pearlescent seed unleashed by Myren's eager cock.
How did it feel, to have something so huge spread you apart from the inside? To cum with such a resounding cry? To feel the seed pool inside you?
Bromin sought the answer to all those concerns when he formed his fingers into a fist so he could ram his own mare cunt with the same strength displayed by the fox.
"Grooooohhhh!" the unicorn smashed his back against the tree as his fist plunged through his parting flesh like a cannon ball. Too big. Waaaaaay too big. His breath froze in his throat, and everything turned blurry apart from the immense pressure welling within the depths of his genital organs.
He had to cum. Right now.
With a strained groan, Bromin curled his fingers behind his flare like a hawk gripping onto its prey, then grabbed himself inside his fist a hard as he could. A spasming throb coursed through his body to launch the seed out of his cock with overwhelming, smashing into his palm like the pent-up magma of an ancient volcano.
"Fraaannnnhhhh...Earth looooord, it's too muuuuuch," Bromin groaned as his eyes bugged out from the overwhelming tightness pushing into his fist. His cunt winked open, then sealed shut tighter than ever to unleash a flood of fluid upon his fist.
As the unicorn came into both hands, Provira chanted, lost in the throes of her mating. Her little tunnel flooded with fertile essence. She clacked her beak at the fox, flapped her wakened wings before each of her orgasmic spasms, then shoved herself into him, hugging him hard with her cunt, almost proud to shelter the kitsune's entire length within her.
The surge that followed cut the fox's legs from underneath. Myren fell from the gryphon's back, the sharp tug at their union sending a hard shock inside his pounding muscles.
Myren yowled. His knot not only made him notoriously sensitive, but also kept the brunt of his seed inside the female's lips. She clenched so hard, so sudden, giving little to no respite to a kitsune who probably came inside a gryphoness for the very first time. Down on the ground, with his tails shuddering against Provira's butt, Myren continued to cum, shivering from how good it felt, crying his pleasure for all the birds to hear.
It took quite a long while for the kitsune to deliver his entire load within his mate. A cascade of gooey gushed out from Provira when the knot finally plopped out of her overflowing pussy. The gryphoness looked back, cawing at him, her lips smacking together as their combined essence leaked out in a continuous stream of pure arousal.
Myren sniffed at the fluids, then lapped at her drenched tunnel, making no distinction between the two breeds of cum that stuck onto his tongue. He drank his own seed with as much pleasure as he cleaned the gryphoness's own arousal, his eager tongue prolonging the gryphoness's pleasure just a bit more.
Bromin had time to calm from his previous session, but to see a fox eat his own cum with such dire need pushed him into another ejaculation fit. He kneaded at his cock hard and fast to imitate a female's gropes, then thrust hard into the air to let his cum burst out in a sharp, arcing line.
"Nghhh, no. No!" Myren would smell the cum, and Loween would give him no pause if she ever stumbled upon his seed. Bromin desperately tried to grab hold of his spurting member, yet his arms were clumsy, and his spurts too bountiful. He tried scrawling up, forgetting about the hand plunged arm deep into his pussy. Bromin's fingers spread in search of balance, shocking him with a surge of electrifying pleasure.
"Ghhhaaaaaaah!" he fell onto his back, scratching and fisting his drenched cunt with utmost abandon, imitating Myren's hungry thrusts. Bromin ejaculated four sharp waves, then his cock dropped onto his belly to dash a line of hot seed over his chest. Bromin closed his eyes just in time before the streams reached his face. He spat out the thick substance, then grabbed his cock, directing the stream onto his stomach until both his cunt and cock calmed down their incessant spasming.
"Ghaa...haaa...aaahh," Bromin panted in the aftermath of the weirdest and most intense ejaculation he ever experienced. He might not have mated with a beast, but he certainly felt accomplished as any male lucky enough to impregnate his partner.
** ***The End*****
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