Concrete Wilderness - The Maze
This one contains a yummy full-throated blow job between Lyanis, my gryphon character, and Alya, my pet.
If your wondering, the world its played in is a "furry-earth" type setting.
Enjoy yourself ~.^
Panting the two shadowy blurs rounded the corner and dashed down the crowded street; the sound of claws roughly scrambling on hard concrete close behind ringing in their ears- though neither dared turn back to look. In the lead ran a tall bipedal gryphon, short black panther fur lining his feline lower half and brilliant midnight black feathers upon his avian top half with large glorious blue speckled, silver-tipped wings. Behind him being half dragged in the grip of an orange avian scaled paw was a smaller lithe female dragon anthro. Unclothed as she was, it revealed all of her well proportioned body; dark, nearly black-purple back scales with a lighter violet belly from her chin, down over her supple breasts, between her legs and down to the tip of the tail. Their two forms bounced onward in haste, the young female's nipple rings twinkling in the dull light as the tall gryphon, Lyanis, sped further down the crowded pathway.
The buildings here were packed wall to wall but occasionally a park was intersected to give breathing space; if only he could find the... Gasping in reorganization, he quickened their pace, his companion squeaking quietly in protest but followed without other complaint. Before them stood a tall hedge maze; green and vibrant and very out of place in the concrete wilderness, but a perfect place to escape their pursuer. Rounding the corner behind them a tall anthro doberman adorning a pressed blue suit, quickly scanned the area before him. Catching sight of his query entering the hedges, he marched decidedly after them, adjusting his police hat on the way.
The maze was just that, a quarter-acre span of perfectly grown and well trimmed soft leaf hedges routed and weaved for generations into an intimately woven puzzle. Fortunately, this had been his playground in his youth. He'd spent hours of the day with his nestmates scampering around playing hide and seek and tag. Of course it was no fun once they all learned how to fly and peek over the hedges but he could find the way though with but maybe one or two small backtracks.
Near the far end of the maze, the black feathered gryphon pulled the little female forward in front of him and roughly slung her to the ground. With another soft squeak and a puff she landed on her back and lay there still and quiet as her master wished. Swiveled his crest and ears to their lowest position Lyanis peeked ever so carefully up above the hedges. Poking over the horizon of the carefully trimmed plants some distance off stood the pointed tip of the officer's hat; Lyanis gryphon grinned.
In today's world, clothing was entirely optional; however, a certain degree of modesty was still required whether you used just your own hide or one stitched fabric. That being said the Guard Dog, as officers were often called, looked very unkindly when the roused gryphon began kissing his pet's neck, slowly working down to nibble her breasts and even less-so when he thrust his soft inky black erection at him in a fairly obscene way. When it became clear the silver-tipped gryphon had no intention of concealing his lusty desire in public, the Guard Dog gave chase. The sinuous sense of looming danger, the arousal of being on the verge of getting caught and even the thought of sex in public was enough to make his heartbeat quicken.
Satisfied they were safe enough for the moment, the young male stepped down from his perch, grin growing as he caught sight of his little girl massaging her breasts with both paws, skilled hands kneading the sensitive flesh with obvious desire. Stopping her own attentions, the young dragoness scooted up onto her elbows and slowly shifted to a kneeling position before him, head bowed submissively. The look on her face was one of such pure and untainted innocence that it made him twitch with want. Unfortunately there wasn't enough time to do that here but... perhaps...
As if reading his mind (which she was awfully good at) the little violet dragoness, with paws folded neatly in her lap, leaned forward ever so slightly and gently brushed the end of her muzzle against the tip of his thick gryphon cock. A pleasant twitch of his meaty organ and a low growl from deep in his throat her own response, the sexy dragoness decided that no resistance was a sign to proceed- and did so with relish.
Her sinuous forked tongue slid effortlessly from her maw, wetting her parted lips in the process. That first taste of his lustrous male scent sparked her body like wildfire but she refrained from going too fast, wanting to please her master- not herself. After some elaborate tongue work, the black gryph began to loose himself in the heat of the moment but a grumbling curse followed by the sharp rustle of leaves from the officer pulled his attention back to reality. Heart pounding in his chest from exited arousal he was just barely able to peek over the top edge this time.
With much effort, he suppressed a sharp hiss as moist draconic lips replaced the teasing tongue, the smaller female still submissively below him now gently suckling upon his cock-tip as if it were nothing but a tasty treat to be tended to. Reaching down with one paw, he slowly stroked the side of her head encouragingly and Alya responded in kind; the gentle sucking pressure became more intense as she leaned forward to draw inch after inch of his sensitive flesh slowly into her moist maw. Pausing at nearly half-length she slowly worked her powerful tongue along the smooth veiny flesh while nursing his length cutely, being rewarded with a few juicy spurts of pre-cum for her affections.
Another half groan-growl rolled from his chest, less muted this time which alerted the Guard Dog to the continued presence of his quarry. Poking his beak up over the bushes once more with an exhilarated grin, Lyanis closed his blue eyes with a soft sigh, one paw placed at the back of her head as she resumed nibbling up his length. Now at the end of her reach she began swallowing as well, her long serpentine tongue guiding the tapered tip of his throbbing spire to the back of her neck. The tight inviting ring of her throat stretched wonderfully to his intrusion. Her violet eyes locked unmovingly on his groin to watch as more and more of her master's length disappeared from sight. Pausing again for a short breath she wrapped her lips around his thick girth and gurgled pleasantly.
Spreading his legs just a touch, he smirked down at her while eyeing the bulge in her neck where his keen eyes could pick out the delicate contours of his own member which pressed taunt along the silky skin of her throat. He was pre-ing like a horse but she wasn't done and she was going to finish what she started one way or another. She'd taken all of him accept that thick, blood gorged gryphon knot where her lips wrapped tightly around the flesh just below it, rhythmically contracting around his deep, probing cock-tip each time she gulped.
Reaching down with both paws, he curled his talons around the back of her skull and made a stunted half-thrust to press her lips tightly against his remaining flesh growling softly. She resisted and his eyes flashed in warning. Her place renewed, she slowly gave in, her own glowing eyes watching warily as she submissively parted her muzzle while the tall male began forcing the rest of his length further and further down her maw. It was no small feat cramming a foot of aroused gryphon cock down your throat little less trying to wrap your lips around something nearly twice the size of your own fist but she had patience, practice and a burning desire to please him; not to mention she wasn't going anywhere until he let her.
To Alya, her tongue simply seemed a constant nuisance and always in the way but to Lyanis that wet squirming organ threatened to send him over the edge with each twitch and each stroke. When her wonderfully skilled draconic lips finally passed over the greatest girth of his bulk, a rustle nearby made the black feather and furred gryphon's heart jump and his shaft jut. With one quick motion, he crammed the last inch of his throbbing erection down her neck and let go, stifling his howl of pleasure with a low drawn out hissing groan. After the short instant of shocked surprise passed, the little female moaned quietly in response, violet eyes looking up to watch her master quiver in ecstasy while she curled her lips tightly around his spasming organ.
Lyanis had never had a climax quite as powerful as this one before. It felt like his entire body was being pumped through the that small hole at the his cock-tip; powerful contractions wracked the entire length of his arousal as wave after wave of juicy gryphon seed poured fourth from deep in his groin, thick ropes of saucy cum glurping down past the tight sphincter of her throat. And she swallowed every drop of his essence nursing his shaft like a good little girl, tongue rubbing that throbbing vein below his bulging erection as it expanded and contracted rhythmically to deliver her treat.
It was over as quickly as it came, the heavenly look upon the gryphon's beak disappearing- replaced by an alert though mischievous look as a loud curse and rustle form the officer echoed over the bushes very close. Unwanting but knowing the inevitable, the little dragoness slowly pulled her head back, letting that meaty organ slide free from the back of her throat with a quiet gurgle. Soon its glittering wet head prodded the air before her muzzle just asking for a second go with no signs of slacking; such was the arousal of a gryphon. Teasingly, she leaned forward and lapped eagerly at his tip with her forked tongue just to... clean it, yes, just cleaning up her mess while rubbing her full belly with both paws. He glared down at her with a playful smirk for a moment before reaching down and grabbing her wrist again, kissing it passionately in unspoken appreciation.
With but a moment to spare, he dragged her to her feet and dashed down the last of the maze's path, erupting into a busy street filled with furs of all kinds walking to and fro. A little off balance to begin with, it startled Alya when her master whipped her around in front of himself and began meshing with the flow of people. A soft squeak of surprise passed her abused muzzle as his motives became clear; that wet hard erection slid effortlessly between her legs up against her groin, effectively hiding his glossy black shaft from all but the most persistent of observers. Wrapping his arms around her chest while leaning forward, he hobbled somewhat aquardly and gently kissed her neck as he had done before they'd been caught. Realizing the position she was in only made her grin. With purposeful tease, she closed her legs tightly so that each stride rubbed tauntingly along the entire length of his stimulated member. He nipped her in warning but she ignored it knowing she'd pay for it later but that only made it all the sweeter now.
Stepping from the hedge maze with a gruff, the blue coated officer stopped on the edge of the traffic flow, leaves caught in all knocks and seams of his previously well pressed shirt. Eyes thinned in agitation, he scanned to the left, then to the right and back to the left again, trying vainly to find his query. With a soft growl, he began the drawn-out process of picking vegetation from his uniform. Next time...
Dracasis - Black Dragon of Wyvern