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Anthro Sex Squad Story 4 - Bizmark's Story By Killenor Arc 1 - Origins Chapter 5

Tanja pulled back, coughing, as jet after jet of Bizmark's hot cream shot itself into her mouth to splash against her throat. No matter how many books and scrolls she had studied on the subject of pleasing males, nothing had prepared her for this. It was thick, amazingly salty, and a sort of bittersweet that totally surprised her. Stubbornly she fought to regain control of herself and forced herself to swallow every bit she was able. Though she missed a little, noticing how it spilled from her lips in thick runny ropes, there was absolutely no way she would allow Ganunga to think that any of this was a failing on her part.

Inwardly, however, she doubted herself. She and Ganunga had been present the last time that males had visited. The elders insisted, in fact, that the heat-stricken girls watch as the males mated with the available matrons this season, as males only visited during the periods of heat when females were fertile. Since it took about a year and a half for an impregnated matron to bear a child and another half-year at least before they were fertile once again, the elders felt it was very important for all the females to understand all about this important time in their lives. Despite this, however, it was tribe law that females should not be mated until their forth heat was upon them.

Either way, Tanja knew that Ganunga must have noticed the same thing about the males. Ever-obsessed with mating at these times, males still could only perform after a prolonged rest... often with the uncouth, self-obsessed males leaving the females unfulfilled and unsatisfied until they were ready once again. If she thought that she would simply seduce Bizmark once he had recovered she was very wrong! Even as she pulled her sticky, gooey mouth off or her best friend's thick member, her hand went to work.

Bizmark's vision wavered and shot full of colors as Tanja continued to stroke his exceptionally sensitive cock, rubbing the remaining mixture of saliva and his own contributions into the soft gray skin. It was so good... but something was definitely unusual. He felt as though energy were flowing into him instead of out. Something had changed... something integral to himself. Absently he noted that, unlike many private sessions of playing with himself, he was still completely aroused.

"I don't know about you," Bizmark said suddenly, the words springing from his throat from somewhere he couldn't decide, "but that sure got me warmed up. What'dya say we show the new girl how to really be bad?"

Tanja rocked back, a look of shock crossing her face for only an instant before she seemed to understand what was happening. Memories of magic, feeling, and passion crept through her mind as she remembered hazily their encounter in the gorge... some time... earlier. Through it all she could tell that he wanted her again and if he had his way, she would be his first and second mate! How he was still erect, she couldn't begin to imagine, but here it was. This was her opportunity to truly show that pretty-girl that she would not be shoved about!

"Let's do it!" Tanja said with a low-voiced intensity.

Driven on by the lust blossoming within him, Bizmark wasted no time righting himself. An unfamiliar surge of confidence and energy seemed to be unfurling throughout his limbs. He saw Tanja splayed out before him, her kaftan skirt pulled up, showing off her moist, ready treasure. His eyes were drawn away from the thin lines of pink peeking through lightly-haired gray lips and toward the small, perky breasts sitting just above her pulled-down blouse.

Passion burned brightly in her eyes. He could feel it even before he saw it. An energy boiled seemingly endless from within her, invisible, yet somehow plainly obvious to him. He could see that which was hers, but somehow there was far more than he felt should have been. It was intoxicating! Bizmark inhaled deeply, drawing in her scent, but as he inhaled he could also feel something else. The energy seemed to flow into him, pulling inside his very being and filling him with unknown power.

Tanja was so ready, he thought, eying her body up and down hungrily. She was his now, to do with what he wanted. Something small nagged within his mind, but it was easily brushed aside by his desire for his best friend. But he wanted her... not like this... no he had other plans.

"On your hands and knees Tanja," He low-spoke, vibrating the ground beneath him, "I want to take you a special way. She will see both our faces in bliss and then will come to know what she is missing."

Bizmark only had a moment to wonder where those words came from before Tanja eagerly complied. Ganunga seemed only able to watch, dumbfounded or perhaps awestruck, at this turn of events. Bizmark could sense a very similar flow of energy surrounding her... coming from... yes, as her hands played under her clothes. That was it! He was seeing the results of the female's pleasures.

His train of thought broke utterly as Tanja's soft, hairless rump pushed itself backward onto him. The brush of her skin against his engorged meat-rod snapped his mind instantly back into focus. He caught Tanja's desirous features staring back and half-wondered how he had come to this position without knowing. The thought fled as a daydream, unremembered, as he lined himself up and pushed his way inside.

Oh joy! Oh rapture! How could he have gone his whole life not knowing this?! The inside of his best friend's warm, velvety passage was a wonder beyond true description! As tight and responsive as anything he had ever known, and a thousand times more pleasurable than his own hand!

Tanja too was enraptured, to think that one so large could fit within her. His hands upon her hips excited her in a feral sort of way, holding her down as he slid his considerable length within her, stretching her in an oh-so satisfying way. A semi-painful pressure awakened within her as finally the rod came to a begrudging. halt. With this feeling came the warmth of Bizmark's loins against her back, a sure sign that he had entered her fully.

The couple waited just a handful of seconds, adjusting to the real and lucid feelings they were now experiencing as well as the intense physical sensations threatening to overwhelm their senses. It was only a short while before natural instincts took over. Bizmark bucked his hips slipping a considerable amount of his meat out and then, much more smoothly, back in. Tanja felt a little thrill of painful pleasure as Bizmark bottomed out within her sensitive passage yet again, taxing her flexible walls.

Hoping to seal her victory, Tanja turned her eyes up to meet the fascinated gaze of Ganunga. For a moment she was shocked to see no jealousy in her eyes. The only emotion that shone upon Ganunga's attractive features was pure lust. Not only that, but her eyes were fixed upon the pair of fornicating pachyderms while her hands were busily engaged in pleasuring herself. Though she had never felt anything arousing about another female, she could swear that seeing the beautiful Ganunga fingering herself to the love she and Bizmark were making got her passion-fires burning even brighter than normal.

In an unfamiliar wave of sympathy, Tanja found herself wishing that Ganunga could experience these sorts of feelings. In fact, she thought, wouldn't it be wonderful if Ganunga owed her for such an experience. A chance to have some sway with the popular girls. It would certainly be something!

"AAAaaah... haaaah... h-hey Biz?" She moaned, putting her plan in motion. "I have an idea... aaannngh. Let's see how... mmmmm... bad she's willing to be now."

A huge grin split her features, apparent even beneath her trunk. Ganunga's eyes went wide, though she was speechless with lust. Bizmark took a few more safisfying thrusts into Tanja before slipping himself out of her now well stretched hole. His mind surged with desire, power, and a very unfamiliar feeling of dominance as he surveyed both these females that would soon be his.

"Ooooh yes, Tanja. I know she wants to be bad." Bizmark remarked heavily, swimming in his heightened emotions, "Ga' why don't you come here and show us how much you want it."

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Y'toptapta was hopping with joy at this new turn of events. His eye was burning with effort at holding it steadily upon the scene in the water. Sparks leapt between his pointy yellowed teeth as the energy pulled from his voyeur victims coursed through his essence. Black feathers shuddered with barely contained emotion as the plans of their owner exceeded even his depraved expectations.

A prodigy! Yes! That must be it, he thought, the mixture of his spell could only be so potent if this one was a prodigy of the magicks! The weight of his destiny was great enough that he would HAVE to be.

Away in the odd half of his mind, Y'toptapta imagined what he could do with a prodigy of magicks... one who could easily learn any of the permutations of power... one who could make combinations of magicks that no one had ever dreamed of before! This one would have to become his student.

Breaking his eye from the scene, the surface of the river rippled and splashed violently. He didn't need to watch anymore and could easily find them again if he wanted. Hopping back to his tree, Y'toptapta barely took notice of the tiny pink bolts shedding from him, the excess power of his recent feat, nor how those bolts forced the flowers and fruits to grow to monstrous size behind him. The fey-beast's mind was far too focused on the possibilities of the future. Even as he crossed the threshold he only took a passing glance at his pod, a pod that had nearly doubled in size over the last hour.

Grabbing sacks of silver dust and other exotic ingredients from a niche in the wall, Y'toptapta set about casting a great circle on his floor. Cackling an intonation, his single eye alighted with visions of what would yet be.