Siren the Titanis
Adam gets more than he bargained for when it comes to this tall, dark, and sadistic avian beauty.
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Adam walked through the wide expanse of the savanna that made up Siren’s home. And Jesus Christ, did she live up to her name. Evidently Titanis walleri and potentially other Phorusrhacids, or “terror birds”, had beautiful, song-like calls. The sound that emanated from a thicket of trees was like a mishmash of the calls of a peacock, an elk, and a whale. Whether or not it was a mating call mattered little to Adam, as he was enamored regardless. He saw a bipedal form stride out of the thicket, still singing to him. A plumed white-feathered head with a patch of black around golden eyes and a wicked, deep beak stood atop a long neck, its feathers the same color as her head. A black body, with small vestigial wings, was supported by red-scaled legs ending in razor sharp talons. A short white tail flicked occasionally behind her. After a bit, the human and the Titanis met up, the latter towering over the former at eight feet high.
“Well, they don’t call you Siren for nothing.” said Adam with a smile.
“Why, thank you, Adam,” said Siren in voice as sweet and rich as honey. She looked down at Adam with eyes half-lidded with seductive intent. “I’ve been eagerly awaiting your arrival.”
“Have you, now?” said Adam with a grin and a suggestive raised eyebrow. “Anything you want to do before we get started?” Siren pondered for a couple moments before her eyes brightened.
“Could we cuddle for a bit in my nest? I’m really quite a cuddlebug.”
“Sure, lead the way.” said Adam as he followed Siren, unaware of the sly grin that slid across her beak.
Adam sat down cross-legged within a dense but soft bed of long grass put together in the center of the thicket. Siren sat on her side next to him.
“Come on,” she said sweetly. “Don’t keep me waiting.” Instantaneously, Adam practically threw himself onto her body, embracing her tightly as she churred in amusement. Sure, Ceto’s insides were soft, but Siren’s feathers probably topped them in the softness scale. It was like cuddling a pillow filled with the finest feathers… only without the pillow. Adam felt as though he could possibly even just take a little nap then and there.
“Siren, your feathers are so soft.” said Adam blissfully as he kneaded handfuls of her coat.
“Thank you again, Adam,” churred Siren, happy to see how much joy she brought him. “You’re free to scratch and stroke anywhere you like.” Adam instantly began to scratch the top of her head, smoothing down her plume as she churred with pleasure. After a while, his hands moved to her neck, then her body, then her tail. Siren enjoyed the attention she was getting immensely, but, feeling the boner Adam had since popped, decided it was time to put her master plan into action.
In one swift motion, Siren rose up and pinned Adam with a foot. He hadn’t been afraid of one of his dams since just before meeting Ginavir, but now fear began to well up inside him. Siren leaned her head in close to Adam’s, the hooked tip of her beak inches away from his face.
“That was almost too easy,” she said, her already sexy voice lowered to a spine-tingling seductive purr. “Are all men this easy to charm?”
“Depends on the individual,” said Adam as he tried his best to shrug. “Any chance you could let me up?”
“No chance in hell,” said Siren, her eyes giving away a newfound lusty and dominant nature. “You’re in for a hell of a time, Adam.” With the middle claw of the foot holding Adam down, she slowly and skillfully sliced open his bodysuit from the top down. With her beak she ripped the material off Adam’s body, leaving him naked in her grasp. Adam was indeed feeling a bit scared… but also, to his confusion, really turned on. His erect penis throbbed in anticipation of the sex that would ensue. But that arousal quickly turned back into fear when the smooth upper side of Siren’s claw ran up the shaft to rest on the bottom of his tip. Siren chuckled as she saw him gulp in fear. She knew taking Ginavir’s advice and researching human porn was a good idea. She moved her head to where it hovered over his penis, taking in deep whiffs of his scent. Adam froze as she turned her head to the side, opened her beak wide, and put her head to the base of his penis. For a moment Adam froze, fear of potential penectomy by Titanis taking hold of him, but that faded as he felt a tongue make its way up the base to flick at the tip.
“All it would take is one bite and…” Siren snapped her beak not a couple inches above Adam’s tip, sending a jolt of terror through him. “But if I did that, you’d be out of the job. Let’s see just how you do with me…”
She stepped over Adam’s hips and swiftly dropped herself, roughly impaling her cloaca on his shaft. Adam grunted in slight pain as Siren only squawked in pleasure. She relished the look on his face as she lowered her head down to lick at his cheek.
“Oh, you’re in for the ride of your lifetime,” she said in that deep, sexy voice of hers. “I’ll let myself cum whenever I want. But you can only cum when I say so. You got that?”
“Got it.” grunted Adam, the tight grip Siren’s cloaca had on him giving him a mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Good. Now lay back and be a good dildo.”
Siren rode his cock roughly, moaning loudly as she did so as if to taunt Adam. He wondered just how in the hell she gained this persona. What it just a part of her? Did she pick it up by watching something? Whatever the case, she was incredible. Rough, but incredible. Her cloaca and vaginal walls were just as soft as her feathers. Siren continued to ride him fast and rough until her first orgasm struck. Her vent clamped down on his penis, squirting feminine juices around it and gushing out of her cloaca. Adam felt his penis throb with an upcoming orgasm of his own, but so did Siren.
“No, you fucking don’t,” she said as if reprimanding a child, clenching her vent to where it caused Adam to wince in pain. “What did I say? Just for that, I’m going to draw it out… nice… and… long…” With each word she downstroked at an agonizingly slow pace, pleasure overwhelming Adam’s senses. He had no idea how he was going to manage this…
Adam had no idea how much time had past. It could’ve been thirty minutes or three hours. In any case, his mind was practically a blank, Siren’s slow riding causing his penis to throb almost painfully without ever releasing. Siren had came at least four times now. Adam wondered just how long she’d be able to manage. She’s got to wear out sometime, right? Either this was just her, or that heat shot must’ve worked a little too well.
“Okay, I think you’ve earned your release,” said Siren, looking down at Adam with an amused expression. The exhausted look he had on his face was just too funny. “Do you want it?”
“Yes!” shouted Adam without a second thought.
“Are you sure?” crooned Siren, grinding her hips back and forth and side to side.
“Yes! Yes, I’m sure! Just please, let me cum!” shouted Adam.
“Very well,” said Siren. “Make it count, I’m sure you’re feeling really pent up. You might want to hang on.” Adam immediately wrapped his arms around the base of Siren’s neck as she pounded on his hips rapidly once again. Adam grit his teeth and endured it one last time, the tip of his cock penetrating her avian pseudo-cervix as it clamped down on it a fifth time. His penis shot a greater amount of seed than normal, having been built up over their time together. He didn’t take a semen-enhancing pill this time, but he might as well have. The rush of semen soon filled her uterus to the brim and leaked out of her vent, oozing onto Adam’s crotch.
“There we go,” purred Siren in a deceptively sweet voice as she nuzzled Adam’s face. “That wasn’t too hard, was it?” Adam didn’t answer, the force of his orgasm practically turning his brain to mush. Instead, he chose to stroke under her chin, causing her churr and close her eyes. In turn, she gently nipped at Adam’s hair, as if preening him. “Sweet, but don’t think that’s getting you out of what else I have planned. We’ve got the whole night to ourselves.” Adam’s eyes widened with a mixture of fear and arousal. He knew he was going to be sore tomorrow… but fuck, if it wouldn’t be worth it.