Taste for the Exotic
I did a story for Shark Week, featuring a Lluak, the whalebear!
Witt cut through the surf with the greatest of ease, his finned tail whipping though the salt water smoothly. The great white shark scanned the shoreline from under the clear water, families splashed around together in the tide, young adults lounged with friends in the sand, the more aquatically inclined swam close to the beach. All in all it was good, wholesome fun.
And it bored him to death. Witt shook his head and adjusted the front of his bathing suit that hugged him in all the right places, well in this case, the wrong places. Swimming always did assist him in delving into his more feral instincts, which for a shark was the need to eat or mate and he recently had a very filling lunch. Witt groaned as he felt himself swell against the tight Speedo, trying and failing to temper his arousal. He snapped his jaws his frustration as he paddled his way to the surface, hopefully he could get off the beach and back to his place with the minimum amount of people noticing the odd bulge in his suit.
As he neared the surface something caught his dark eyes, and odd sight that was far away from where most of the common beach goers stayed. A figure was swimming but that wasn't odd in itself. The figure looked like and orca, the size was right for an orca, large, strong looking, a little bulky and the markings were correct as well. But orca's don't have claws...Or ears...Or fur.
It was in his nature to be inquisitive, Witt was compelled to take investigate further. As he got closer he could see the figure was male, very male in fact, he guessed that his strange orca felt a quite a bit of drag as he swam. The shark's arousal grew the closer he got to the oblivious man, licking his lips as predatory thoughts filled his mind. Witt always had a taste for the exotic and the new and this extended to his sexual partners as well.
The odd orca swam gracefully despite his size, the dense, white fur that surrounded his neck in a thick collar before extending down his chest, back and upper arms, flowed and swayed with the gentle current. His snout wasn't as streamlined as a normal orca; instead it was shaped more like a muzzle, like a bear's muzzle. The male was definitely exotic and new to Witt.
As the shark neared his 'prey' he was finally noticed, the orca bear hybrid's small, round ears perked up as he examined the great white. Witt realized that that he was more than likely tenting his Speedo but he found himself not caring, more concerned about his new friend's sexuality. The whalebear waved to politely to Witt, his paws large and webbed. Witt only smiled and toothy smile and pointed to the surface.
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The name Lluak was groaned through gritted teeth as Witt's tongue explored the whale bear's body, the wet muscle currently slicking down the trail of fur that reached from the whalebear's broad chest to his crotch, a thick pillar of flesh jutting up from the center of the forest. Witt felt a little proud of himself, with only a little coaxing and playful teasing he got Lluak naked and into his bed. It turned out that the whalebear was afflicted with his own arousal so getting him on his back hadn't been that hard.
That shark pulled himself away from the whalebear's body, looking over his 'prey' with a hungry gaze, his dark eyes focusing intently on the stiff cock that was laying back against the fur he just matted down. The polite would have called Lluak well hung, but the phrase didn't seem to do him justice. Witt placed a clawed hand against the underside of the huge cock and gave it a small squeeze, watching the whalebear fidget as he took note that his fingertips couldn't reach all the way around. There was a charmingly timid look on Lluak's face as his own huge paw grasped Witt's shaft, the shark was average for his kind but he felt very small as he watched his cock completely disappear in the whalebear's gentle grip.
"My, you're a big one." Witt said with a smile as he stated the obvious, Lluak did take up a majority of the space on the queen sized bed.
"You're pretty big yourself." Lluak's voice as deep and soft as he stroked the shark's dick slowly, his thick paw moving clumsily as he was more accustomed to handling his own massive endowment. Witt moaned softy before taking his member out of the larger male's grip, as nice at is felt to held, the shark had a bigger matter to tend to. Witt swiftly crawled off the bed and kneeled between the whalebear's thick legs, his dark eyes level with two softballs sized orbs that appeared to be stuffed in a rubbery sock and then dusted with white fur. The shark reached a tentative claw up to fondle the whalebear's balls, silently thankful that Lluak had a more visible anatomy. The great hybrid bellowed and gasped as the shark's single claw merely rolled the heavy spheres around, Witt curiously watching Lluak's seemingly exaggerated reactions.
"How long since you got some?" Witt asked bluntly, looking past the whalebear's shaft which wordlessly demanded attention. Lluak only looked back down his chest at shark and shrugged.
"That long huh?" Witt smiled as pushed his stout muzzle between Lluak's legs, nudging his balls against one another. "I can fix that."
The great hybrid's paws griped the sheets tightly and a weak groan escaped his lips when Witt's thick tongue swiped over of the base of his cock, making the shaft jerk stiffly and the rest of the whalebear quiver in delight. Witt raised a brow as he brought his mouth down on to one of Lluak's balls, his sharp teeth kept out of the way as he skillfully suckled on the hefty organ. Lluak appeared to be experiencing a mixture of bliss and relief as the shark tended to him, his teeth bared, toes curling and fingers digging tighter into the sheets as Witt simply sucked on one of his balls.
"I must have done something right, exotic, well hung and pent up...Oh yeah, someone likes me." Witt thought as he moved to the hybrid's other orb, letting the tip of his tongue roam though the thick fur that covered the bottom of Lluak's sac. The whalebear's cock twitched and pulsed with his heartbeat, the muscle pounding his chest as he felt small rivers of thick pre-cum start to run down the underside of his cock. He knew inevitable was creeping too close too soon, but he found that he wanted it.
"W-Witt." Lluak groaned though his teeth, panting hard as he looked down at the shark with a pleading gaze. Witt glanced up, the whalebear's warm eyes bored into him as he took his mouth off the bigger man. The shark was at an impasse, it had only been a few minutes and Lluak was ready to blow, and he had a feeling once the big guy came, no more fun was going to be had. Lluak waited for the shark to move, he wanted desperately to touch himself and climax but the way Witt looked at him made him feel a little guilty for enjoying his maw too much.
Witt grunted as he stood up and grasped the whalebear's oversensitive cock at the base and aimed the thick head at his snout, tucking the first few inches of Lluak into his wet maw. The shark wasn't going to force the whalebear to endure his blue balls for any longer. Witt didn't have to do much more then push the great hybrid's cock between his lips before he heard and loud and musical bellow, Lluak's cock swelling and stiffening as he orgasmed.
Witt gagged and sputtered as the first thick load hit the back of his throat, the shark wasn't even aware he had a gag reflex before that moment. He had little time to muse on his new discovery as the whalebear unloaded into him, filling the unprepared Witt with his manly essence. The shark felt the heat from each heavy rope as he swallowed eagerly, trying not to spill any but failing dismally as most of the whalebear's seed dribbled between his lips and overhis chin or oozed down the sides of the pulsing and jerking cock.
Just as he was starting to get the hang of swallowing the musky waves of cream down, the flow slowly tapered off into weak rivers of white. Witt was filled with an odd hunger as he reluctantly pulled off the twitching cock, even though his belly was filled to the brim with heavy whalebear cum. Witt looked at Lluak, his eyes were closed and his lips were parted as he panted but the shark noticed the beginnings of a smile tug at the beastly hybrids cheeks. The shark only smiled but that odd hunger nagged at him once more as he gaze drifted down to the mess he helped make. Lluak's dick was still hard, still pulsing with the whalebear's heartbeat and it was coated in a layer of thick cum along with the rest of his crotch. The pristine, white pubic fur was matted down with the musky spooge, a scent which only made Witt's cock painfully hard.
The shark brought his claw up to his maw, it too was coated Lluak's seed, but instead of licking it clean, he rubbed the viscous cum over his cock. The hunger that gnawed at him told him he was going in the right direction. Witt was silent as he straddled Lluak's thick, finned tail, taking a more the of abundant cum and spreading it over his straining dick until it the dark grey flesh glistened. He watched the still recovering hybrid, Lluak's chest rose and fell with a normal breath but his eyes were still closed, totally oblivious to the shark's actions until something stiff pressed hard against the ring of his tailhole.
Lluak's eyes flashed open only for a moment before the sensation of being penetrated by something cold made him wince. Witt growled as he let his feral desire take him, justifying the intrusion as a mild discomfort for someone so large, a seven foot tall orca-polar bear hybrid should be able to take a seven inch cock right?
Deep moans spilled from Lluak's muzzle as he took the shark, his ring yielding with ease though he still clenched hard from the initial intrusion. Witt grasped around Lluak's wide chest, and thrusted hard into his warm body, arching his back as the whalebear's tunnel quivered and flexed around his stiff shaft. He lingered for a moment, enjoying the warmth as he examined Lluak though lidded eyes. The hybrid looked right back at him, panting and red faced but grinning like an idiot. Witt bared his sharp teeth in his own smile before fucking the whalebear energetically, digging his claws into the sides of Lluak's chest.
Lluak tossed his head back against the pillow and shuddered hard, the shark's cock was the right size to hit his prostate, the repeated rammings into the gland made his cock leak pre once more, only adding to the mess they would have to clean. Witt's muscles complained, still sore from his swim but the the adrenaline starting to run though his veins dulled the feeling and helped him to thrust even harder into the huge man under him. The whalebear's orifice would clench around him and resist him, but the shark wouldn't allow his feral need to go unsated, plugging away and Lluak with wild abandon.
"Fffuck..." Witt growled to himself, lowering his head and locking his jaw as released Lluak's chest and griped the ruined sheet under their entwined bodies. The whalebear's ass, for lack of a better term, was amazing, the shark felt like he could fuck him hours just to keep feeling the way tunnel rippled around his cock as he pulled out and how it would squeeze down on him as he tried to thrust back in. Witt resolved to do just that, to keep fucking the huge hybrid until he had no more to give, fill him to the brim with everything he had before finally passing out a very happy shark.
"Oh...Fuck." Witt hissed as the feeling of his climax yanked him out of his own head, the thoughts of fucking Lluak all day quickly dispelled as indeed gave until he had no more to give. The shark kept thrusting into the warm tail, the lewd and slick sounds he made as a result put a grin on his snout. Lluak's face was contorted into a grimace of pleasure as he felt the cool load spill inside him, nearly passing out as each new pulse of seed seemed to splatter right against his prostate.
With a mighty growl and huff, Witt finally emptied himself deep with his 'prey', his vision blurring before the strong need to rest overtook him. The shark was already half asleep before landed against the side of the whalebear's chest, narrowly avoiding his cock. Lluak wanted to laugh at the sight of the shark nuzzled against his chest fur, but sleep too had its grip on him. The huge man only had a few small moments to enjoy being both empty and full before the exhaustion became too much and he passed out under his 'predator.'