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Pathfinding: An Adult Choose Your Own Adventure

Forty-fourth Entry

By Gideon Kalve Jarvis

Vote Tallies

Adel - yes/no: 8/22

Imogen - yes/no: 10/20

Rael - yes/no: 11/19

Wisselfleur - yes/no: 28/2

Additional Votes

* Skaeth is up to something - 7

* Introduce a centaur filly - 3

* Shara gangbanged (suggestions for circumstances pending) - 3

* Tame Belthin - 4

* Challenge Jutta to a contest of strength, and the loser submits to the winner - 4

* Get the Valkyries to join the Blue Feather camp (may tie with the vote above) - 4

* Give Kyte to the Valkyries for taming - 1

* Hold Belthin's tower (Maji will stay there, as well as a Valkyrie contingent) - 2

* Rufus bottoms to Windtooth (his father, the Blue Feather alpha male) - 3

* More F/F scenes - 1

* More M/F scenes - 1

* Bring back Goro, the panda heavy - 1

* More smooth-skinned males - 2

* Kyte/Rufus - 1

* Dominate Skaeth, put the bull in his place - 9

* Give Kyte her dangly bits back - 2

* Pairing between Urtan and Jonna (long-term) - 1

* More Hanaro sex scenes (Rufus and Urtan primarily) - 1

Vote Options in Progress:

* Wisselfleur and Imogen seduced by Rufus (Adel included)

* Kyte's submission, and more Kyte screentime

* Urta/Rael/Adel/Rufus scene; family dynamics in action

* The Steampunk Trio start work on sex toys...and use them on Spark!

* Shara and Padmini learning flesh magic and non-lethal skills (sex quite likely)

* Rufus/Urtan scene, where they finally go at it

* Share Calanon and Durion with the Valyries (will take place at the Valkyrie city)

* Spark becoming a size queen/interested in Horse

* Lesage's gradual sexual corruption

Author Notes

Pathfinding Forty-fourth Entry

Just the crack of Adel's precious tushie was visible as she approached the five lovers through water that reached almost to her hips at its deepest point, and Jonna's eyes couldn't quite pull away from the logical conclusion of the chipmunk girl's dorsal stripe, Adel's shortened tail leaving next to nothing to the imagination. Rael turned as Adel drew near, the water running off her trim, athletic body as the water receded near the far edge of the pool, her eyes widening as the smaller girl pressed her lips against those of the wolfette. Those widened eyes soon closed, cheeks growing a bright pink in color as Rael tentatively stroked her hands down Adel's back. Adel had no such trepidation, pressing Rael back onto the soft cushions near the water's edge, easily making the younger teen squirm as the chipmunk girl worked one thigh between Rael's legs, her fingers caressing the moaning little cutie's pert breasts.

Bent over more of those cushions, resting on all-fours, Imogen and Wisselfleur shared a look of near-panic right after looking back at the two powerful, muscular, virile males behind them. Both mythic girls' cheeks were deeply flushed at the sight of each males' huge cock (large, certainly, in their own rights, but appearing positively massive to the two young virgins). No way - there was absolutely no possible way those big things could ever fit inside...

It was Wisselfleur, as the spunky one, who was about to say as much, who was going to protest against the obviously carnal designs of Rufus and Urtan. She's just started to rise up, lifting her body from its resting position in anticipation of turning around. The moment the hippogryph girl lifted herself, however, her beak and eyes opened wide as she felt steaming hot gnollbreath on her smooth, sleek, rounded dapple grey flanks, and especially on her perfect, pristine, and so-very-flushed cunny. Her screeching cry filled the room as Urtan's thick, blunt muzzle just engulfed her tiny quim, loud, wet, messy slurping vying with her sweet falcon's cry as the gnoll suckled on the tasty little birdie's sweet-and-sour juices, his tongue deforming her poor little pussy as he worked it against her inner labia, spreading her outer labia wide, and carefully stretching the thin, delicate membrane of her virginity, his big, powerful paws still surprisingly gentle as they caressed her petite equine derrière, a sharp contrast to the savagery of his ravishing tongue.

Eyes absolutely huge as she watched her best friend's face as orgasm so easily claimed her, and at the cute little mounds of her breasts as they heaved with desperate breaths of overwhelming pleasure, Imogen could hardly manage a startled squeak as Rufus' own massive paws closed on her exquisite, alabaster bottom. The unicorn filly couldn't hold back her whimpers, which soon turned into half-fearful, half-needy moans as Rufus started to squeeze and then to roll her pliant flesh beneath his palms, fingertips digging into her softer-than-silk fur, the soft luminescence of her body shining through the gaps between his fingers. Imogen's eyes rolled back into her head, a desperate whimper forced from her lips as she felt Rufus' nostrils against her most delicate places, taking her heatscent, her desperate arousal. Then all thoughts abruptly stopped as Rufus' long, thick, smooth tongue unfurled...and pressed up against Imogen's pristine, perfect cunny. The wolfen then began to lick, slow at first, making Imogen's whole body go tense, her throat constricting, cutting off all sounds at the flick of that tonguetip against the silver drop of her clitoris. Rufus didn't keep his licking slow for long, though, and before too long he was nibbling on the tender inner parts of Imogen's mother-of-pearl sacred place, taking tiny muzzlefuls and suckling on them by degrees, making the dear little filly squirm, only for his powerful paws to keep her exquisite, artistically-perfect rear end firmly in place.

Then, suddenly, Rufus' patience seemed to wear out, even as Wisselfleur gave a second high-pitched scream of orgasm, even more powerful than the first, her sleek body bathed in a glistening sheen of sweat. In that instant, he began to gnaw on Imogen's sacred, virgin treasures, holding nothing back as he devoured the tender little unicorn, her precious cries sweet music in his ears as she was sent hurtling over the edge of orgasm, again and again and again.

Shuddering, Jonna didn't resist as Maji pressed a thick, phallic tentacle to her broad, bovine muzzle, parting her lips, letting the plump, sweet-smelling member enter her mouth. Similar tentacles wrapped around her breasts, caressing them, while others stroked her belly and rump and powerful thighs. The she-minotaur's tongue caressed the underside of the translucent phallus in her muzzle, making Maji's whole watery body shudder as the orcababe rubbed her breasts and broad blue nipples shamelessly against Jonna's muscular back.

"It's so beautiful," whispered the orca elemental between eager moans. Jonna had to agree, her soft brown eyes unable to leave the sight before her of the six beings making love before her. Rael's tail was happily wagging against the ground as she lay on her back, her muzzle pressed firmly against Adel's tiny cunny, a flushed point of dark pink framed in soft tan fur against which Rael's tongue lashed with desperate eagerness, not only finding Adel's juices delicious, but also determined to please the slightly older girl. Adel's own mouth was similarly pressed against Rael's adorable wolfquim, its plump, flushed lips standing out so clearly against the backdrop of her creamy underbelly fur. While Adel's lips nibbled on and around Rael's clitoris, the worked her fingers into the other girl's sex, now up to four fingers, and looking as though she might try squeezing her whole (though admittedly rather small) fist inside soon after. Since Adel's fist was only slightly larger than Rufus' grey penis, or Urtan's dark brown one, it was quite obvious what such a penetration would be in preparation of.

Only a short distance away, watched closely by both eager girlteens eating each other out, Rufus and Urtan rose to their knees behind their respective chosen virgin sacrifice, rampant pricks bobbing as the two powerful males slid their hips forward. Urtan brushed Wisselfleur's flowing equine tail aside as he rested his heavy, dark-brown cock against the hippogryph's rump, then let it sink into her natal cleft, starting a nice, slow thrust between her tightly-rounded cheeks, like an especially thick, oversized sausage in a bun two sizes too small, his powerful hands squeezing Wisselfleur's dapple-grey buns together firmly, but also gently. It was obvious Urtan, even as aroused as he was, was still a gentlegnoll, and quite determined not to hurt the agile little virgin before him. Every so often Urtan would nudge his dripping cocktip against Wisselfleur's tense tailhole, wetting it with his precum, before he would start to thrust between her cheeks once more, making sure to make her moan as he ground the underside of his weighty member against her cunny, getting it nice and slick with her copious juices.

Gently sliding Imogen over slightly, until her hip lightly brushed against her best friend's, Rufus was doing a similar slow grind, his uncut cockhead rubbing up and down against Imogen's pearly pussy, his glans stretching his foreskin almost back to his corona with the intensity of his arousal. Unlike Wisselfleur, whose hymen was worn thin with many small holes from her athletic lifestyle, leaving it ready to burst at the slightest pressure (and if Urtan hadn't been so gentle, his tongue might have easily taken Wisselfleur's maidenhead), Imogen's was thick and had only a single permeation. Having popped a few cherries in his lifetime, and having been given pointers from Windtooth, his father, on how to properly treat a first-timer, Rufus forced himself to slow down a little, pressing his thick glans into that tense little permeation in Imogen's hymen and gyrating his cock as the tiny entry kissed the dripping tip, before pulling back when Imogen tensed or winced in discomfort, then thrusting his cock almost straight downward, letting the top of his shaft rub against the length of her pearlescent slit, keeping her nice and wet for him before he went back to working his tip against Imogen's hymen, gradually stretching her open, getting her ready for the inevitable cherry popping to come.

Shuddering, Jonna saw Rufus pause an instant before Urtan read his alpha's body language, and also paused, and knew it was time, that she was about to witness the deflowering of both gorgeous, precious mythic virgins. Her muffled moan was loud as she felt one of Maji's caress her own dark-furred slit, and then squeeze its way inside the she-minotaur's tight-muscled inner channel, and soon joined by another moan as a smaller tentacle worked its plump head in a gyrating circle against her tailhole, before squeezing its way inside that tense passage as well.

At the last minute, Rufus glanced over, then smirked as he saw where Urtan's cock was pressed: against Wisselfleur's tailhole. Like any good beta, Urtan intended for his alpha to have first breeding rights. For a moment Rufus paused, considering, then he reached over, gripping his spotty-furred beta's cock, stroking it a few times, admiring its girth, its heat. Then, leaning over to give the hyenaman a lick on the cheek (which made Urtan's cheeks flush through his darker fur, his ears flattening against his head in embarrassment), Rufus stroked Urtan's cockhead down, against Wisselfleur's perineum, until it was parting the folds of her cunny. Urtan looked at Rufus with a confused expression, but Rufus only responded with a chuckle and a teasing lick to the tip of his beta's nose before his face turned forward, his attention resting fully on the perfect, heart-shaped tushie of the unicorn filly before him. Urtan could only do the same, his hands as well as Rufus' squeezing tightly against the adorable pubescent bottoms presented to them, dear young cunnies leaking copious honey in readiness for their first full penetration.

Squeezing her own breasts tightly in her powerful hands, her thick, powerful fingertips squeezing her dark nipples until it almost hurt, Jonna watched the two attractive male rumps as Rufus and Urtan tensed, their tails raising to the halfway point in anticipation, showing off their muscular bottoms and full, heavy sacs. Any second now...any second...

"OOOH!" exclaimed Imogen, the expression on her face, wide-eyed, her mouth turned into nearly a perfect, tight "o," as comical as it was erotic, showing clearly the mixture of both pleasure and pain that had come with her deflowering.

"YEEEE!" squealed Wisselfleur, the sound a perfect blending of avian and equine, a cry of pure ecstasy, unblemished by any pain as she let herself cum, making Urtan's jaws tense as she bore down powerfully on his hard brown shaft, making it exquisitely difficult for him to finish thrusting his cock into her up to the hilt.

Rufus was having a similarly hard time, for Imogen was so very, very tight inside, though her inner juices, so slick and copious, made what would have otherwise been an impossible task into something just barely possible. Just.

Jonna's own inner walls suddenly spasmed and clenched down on Maji's thrusting phallic organs, her eyes watching as Rufus and Urtan lifted their tails higher, their rumps thrust forward and back, soon falling into a counterpoint rhythm, one thrusting in while the other pulled out, the touch of their hips against each other letting them read each others' bodies just as they read the bodies of their young lovers, large hands roaming supple, smooth-furred bodies freely. Rufus' fingers rolled the silver droplets of Imogen's nipples between them, keeping them nice and perked, their sensitivity making the pubescent filly squeal loudly, her first orgasm after her deflowering coming quick on the heels of this additional stimulation. Urtan's hands, meanwhile, stroked up and down Wisselfleur's sleek, athletic body, blunt clawtips teasing the delicate skin beneath fur and feathers, before his hands closed on her wings, using them like handlebars as he stroked down their long, powerful lengths, pulling them back until their feathery softness was stroking his sides with each eager thrust, thrusts which Wisselfleur was only too eager to return in kind, grinding her taut young tushie vigorously back against Urtan's thrusting hips.

"Too much," murmured Jonna around her mouthful of plump, heavily-leaking orcacock, before her own orgasm peaked, her throat gulping desperately as she tasted the first spurt of Maji's orgasm, the orca elemental's juices tasting like succulent fruit, and felt similar spurts gushing into her well-stretched holes. Her orgasm was answered by those of Adel and Rael, unable to hold back any longer as each girl started to squirt into the mouth of the other. Rael, with her larger lupine muzzle, was able to gulp down the majority of Adel's juices, while Adel, with a much smaller, more delicate nose and muzzle, got creamed on her face. Rufus and Urtan, their noses taking in the powerful pheromones of orgasm, and feeling the exquisite clenching of the two nubile beauties on all-fours before them, could hardly hold back themselves, their hips deforming the perfect heart shape of each gorgeous girl's rump with each impact, Rufus' own thrusts making Imogen's pristine, white-furred derrière soon start to quite literally glow a bright pink.

Seeing the clenching of the tailholes of their girls before them, a clear signal of additional orgasm (as if they needed any further signs), Rufus reached back and gripped his beta's bottom, a finger teasing against Urtan's tailhole. This was all it took, and soon Urtan gave a deep-throated grunt as his tail flagged fully, thick, hot hyenacream gushing into Wisselfleur's ripe little cunny, his potent sperm swiftly seeking out her womb. Grinning at his friend's tense expression, Rufus' own jaw soon clenched, and he snarled loudly, his balls tensing before he felt his orgasm burst like floodwaters, his own cum filling Imogen up to the brim in seconds, before starting to overflow, leaking down her inner thighs and over Rufus' sac and his own inner thighs.

Holding themselves there for several long moments, both males made absolutely certain that they'd planted every last drop of cum possible inside each freshly-deflowered little cunny. Finally, strong hands gently caressing smooth, delicate bodies, Rufus pulled out, followed a moment later by Urtan, their cum and the two girls' juices, and a little bit of blood as well, dripping out onto the floor. Or, in Wisselfleur's case, gushing out, since Urtan had been so thick in her achingly tight cunny (tighter even than Imogen's) that he'd kept it all pent up inside of her, starting to make her feel bloated until the moment he pulled out.

Rufus and Urtan shared a look then, unsure of what the closeness they'd shared as they'd made love to two eager fillies side by side quite meant. They didn't have long to ponder this matter, though, before Adel crawled over, leaving Rael lying on her belly, watching with a happy smile as her tail wagged, flagged over her back, baring her pert little bottom, basking in the afterglow of her chipmunk-induced orgasm. Adel's hands gently stroked each male's rump, before she started to nudge and push, until Urtan and Rufus had traded places, her small fingers wrapping around each male organ, rapidly working them up to full erection once more, a state not at all hindered by the sight of two gorgeous and well-pleasured fillies before them, their bottoms hiked high as they lay sprawled over the soft cushions.

"That demon put his poison in both their holes," Adel explained with a sparkle in her blue eyes. "You boys wouldn't want to leave these poor girls still suffering, would you?"

Rufus and Urtan shared a look, and then a grin.

"That would be pretty low of us," Rufus agreed, before his powerful hands seized hold of Wisselfleur's tight little butt, Urtan's soon after caressing Imogen's exquisite tushie, making the precious unicorn moan and shiver. It seemed that the events in the bathing chamber had only just begun.

Path Choices

No votes this time around, but I do plan on posting a second time this week if at all possible, and there should be a vote at the end of that one. Additional votes are, as always, available for voting, and there is still time allowed to add or change your vote for who Urtan is allowed to breed.