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Beachfront Fisting

I'm not usually much of a beach person, I prefer the solitude of lakes and rivers for my swimming needs. The thing I hate most about beaches is getting sand in my fur and feathers, but still, sometimes it's particularly nice to get away and feel the soft sand shifting between my talons. Like a massage with every step.

Valencia and I were taking a vacation from our respective jobs - mine as professor of organic chemistry at Klyneth University, hers as a waittress at the Six Points Cafe - so we travelled north to he great lake of Saff'Rald, where nobody else was vacationing. The beach was thankfully clear, since it was still relatively early in the morning.

"Oh, there's a perfect spot!" She declared as she pointed towards a completely unremarkable and nondescript patch of beach.

"Yes, of course. Or what about that spot, or that spot! What about the spot a few clicks east of here! You know what, take all the spots, they're yours, my love!" I gave her a devious smirk.

She rolled her eyes at me and faked punching me with her wing-arm, but I was so much bigger than her that I barely felt it. I was nearly twice her height, and much, much larger, so she usually clung to my back when we were in crowded areas or when she didn't feel like flying. People assumed she was my daughter, which always upset me for two reasons, mostly because she was my mate and every time someone assumed she was my daughter, it brings to light all the times I'd violently mated her, and that made me a little uneasy. Also, I'm a hippogryph, she's a bachier, there was no way I could have produced her with any other race.

But I didn't want to dwell too much on that. Instead, she was padding around in the sand, kicking at it and wiggling her toes to feel the tiny little grains shift and smother her pads. After she got her claw play done with, she reached into the pouch that was draped over her shoulder and pulled out a long, soft-looking rope. "Hey, I brought a toy for us!"

I drooped an ear and cocked my head tot he side. "Uh, what?" but the second after I asked, I realized what she meant. This looked like a Shibari rope, and I think she wanted me to tie her up or something. As soon as I figured it out, I smiled a wide grin; she always found new ways to bring excitement to our mateship. There was a very good reason why I never got bored of her.

"You know, bit of bondage!" She squeaked at me before hopping up, wrapping her wings around my neck, her hind paws resting on my hips. She used her free fingers to drape the rope around my neck before leaning in close to bite at my ear. "Once you have me tied up, you can do anything you want to me." She whispered, practically demanding I take advantage of that.

I clamped my beak shut and felt my sheathe tingling, the bulging form of my cock slowly slipping out, unfolding bits at a time to press against the underside of her tail between her legs.

She pressed down, still holding onto my neck with her claws on my hips to squat against my cock, giving a gentle rub with her puffy canine lips before hopping off and leaving the rope draped over my neck. "Well, can't earn that dominance without trying!"

There wasn't really a whole lot I could do to catch her if she made me chase her, but I still reached out with the rope dangling over my wrist, the end of it swooping around to drape over her neck; from hers to mine. I caught a good glimpse under her tail as she hiked it up, deliberately offering me a glance.

She looked over her shoulder and grinned, baring her teeth as she folded up her wings tight against her arms and crossed them over her back above her tail. She winked and waited for me to grab her.

So grab her, I did, one hand wrapped tight around her two wing-arms, holding them in place as I got to one knee and wrapped the rope around her upper arms, forearms, and wing bones. I was careful to not yank too hard when tightening the coils, I didn't want to snap her wings. I knew she'd heal, but I didn't want to hurt her, so I was gentle.

Well, I was gentle while I was tying her up. Once the knots were in place, I grabbed her by the wrists that were crossed over her back and picked her right up, twisting her arms back before plucking her off her feet and slamming her belly-down in the sand. Rough as it was, I knew that's what she wanted. She liked being dominated and roughed up, as long as she trusted the person who was being violent with her. She trusted me.

She landed with a grunt before turning to face me with a defiant grin, teeth bared. She tried to squirm to get to her feet, but I laid a talon on her back, pinning her to the ground and drizzling bits of sand from between my toes to mess up her fur.

"Oh no, you stay down." I commanded, pushing down a bit harder as she tried her best to resist. I wrapped my claws around her shoulders on either side of her neck, stopping just short of puncturing her flesh, but she still pushed up against me, knowing full well that she'd never overpower me.

"Oh, whatever shall you do to the helpless damsel, now that you have her subdued?" She stuck her tongue out in a hiss before twisting her body, rolling out from under my foot to lay on her back, looking up at me with a sly smirk.

I stepped over her, one leg on either side of her body before squatting down, resting my tail in the sand between her legs. I cradled her chin in my palm, giving her cheek a pinch before trailing my fingers down her chest, letting the long feathering of my forearms tickle her torso as I drew paths with my fingertips between her breasts and over her belly.

Her muscles twitched and tensed beneath me as she took in a long, shuddering breath. She was staring up at me with her intense green eyes as she vibrated gently with anticipation. She arched her back and pressed her body up to me, forcing my palm to her belly as I continued to trail my hand down, eventually feeling the moist set of vulva poking out from the fur between her legs. She was already dripping wet, so I shifted and slipped my thumb into her, a gentle coo escaping my beak as I curled my digit up, massaging her from within.

She pushed down into my palm, pussy slowly swallowing every bit of my thumb until it wouldn't go any deeper, grinding against my purlicue. A gentle, muted moan came from her maw, bottom lip trembling. I was so much larger than her that even my thumb was a reasonably tight fight, and her canine passage was specifically formed to lock a knot in, so it was tight for about a dozen CM before opening up inside.

I loved teasing this tight passage of hers, so I angled my wrist, laid all four of my talons on her lower belly with my thumb inside her, squeezing in time with her heart beat, thrusting my thumb into her anterior erogenous patch in the tight canal near her vulva.

Her body squirmed and pushed down against my thumb, grinding against my palm and twitching in delight with every motion, her passage secreting a thick, viscous lube that coated my digits and drooled down to smear at the under side of her tail, pooling around the bit of exposed flesh of her rump.

My thumb kept curling and pressing at the engorged wall of her pleasure spot under her belly button as she squeezed at me, shuddering and twitching with each movement.

I leaned down and used my beak to nip at her neck as I slowly pulled my digits from her depths with a wet squelching. I brought my hand up to my face and sniffed, smearing the fluids all over my forefinger and palm before reaching back down and collecting more of it from the pool that was forming in her rump area. I got my fingers moist before using two to part her lips, rubbing at her tiny canine clit before squeezing them together and forcing them inside.

She bared her teeth down and grunted, trying her best to not cry out - I knew it hurt, but I also knew she loved that. Two fingers in had her flesh stretched taut over the knuckles of both, her muscles squeezing but then relaxing to let me in deeper. Once I felt her lips pressing against the crook of flesh between fingers, I pulled out and slammed back in, rotating the wrist to press out in all directions as I thrust in and out, slowly loosening her with each motion.

"Hnnng! Harder!" She demanded through gritted teeth, her body twitching and pushing back with each of my aggressive pumps.

I knew her capabilities, I knew her abilities, and I knew how much she could take before calling it quits, so I pulled mostly out and used my fingers to spread her open, leaving her passage gaped with her walls dripping thick lubrication as I repositioned my third finger to slip into the open canal.

Three fingers, arranged in a triangle, slipped into her with relative ease. Despite increasing the girth, her muscles were loosening and her fluids were flowing, making it easier for my digits to pass through her flesh, spreading her open and pummeling her pussy through the tight passage near her opening. I gently turned my wrist again, slipping my thumb into her rump, using the fluids that were pooled there to lubricate her flesh inside. I rubbed both her passageways, keeping my eyes trained on hers as I squeezed and pushed and pulled at her flesh, pinching the barrier between pussy and ass.

She bit at the air, still grinning. "Come on, don't be so shy, Rek. You know what I want, and I want all of it."

Her body was moving in waves, pushing up against my fingers as I pulled each of them from her, leaving her flesh tender and sloppy, drooling her fluids all over her tail and rump, trails of it sliming up her fur and connecting each of my fingers in slick gooey webs.

I knew what she wanted, and I knew she'd be in pain, but I knew she loved that and would be fine. She'd thank me for it later even if she cried a bit. Always made me a little self-conscious to abuse her cunt like that, but it's hard to say no to a devious bitch who has innate mind control powers. I could resist, I didn't want to.

I pinched each of my four fingers and thumb up to a single point together, rubbing them in waves to soak the pinkie talon with fluids before pressing it tight against her pussy. As expected, she grunted in pain, but spread her legs out and pushed back, relaxing her canal as best she could to let it widen, the natural elasticity mixed with some of her own special adaptations allowing each of my fingers to slip into her.

My eyes trailed down from her gaze and past her undulating torso to get a better look at the meaty lips of her pussy stretched wide and taut between each of my fingers. I had to rotate a bit, massaging her flesh in circles from within, smearing her fluid all over and gradually loosening her as I felt her muscles spasm, nearly forcing me out.

She was misbehaving, so I wrapped my free hand around her neck for leverage as I leaned into her. I felt her flesh slide over my knuckles, lips tickling at the back of my hand as I twisted my wrist, forcing myself in deeper, finding the right angle to slide just a bit more. Every small motion, I felt her quivering flesh give way a little bit more, her opening and lips swallowing more and more of my fist.

With one final, sudden thrust aided by my hips bucking forth against my elbow, I forced myself in deeper. She let out a long, wailing howl as my fist punched into her, sliding through her relatively tight canal opening to rest gently in her looser, more open depths. I balled my fingers up into a fist, imitating a bulging knot tying to her as her pussy lips and tight passage clenched around my wrist.

I couldn't push in any deeper, the fur of my forearms would have been rougher on her tender flesh than I was willing to make her go. She didn't mind some blood, but I did. Still, I kept my fist balled up, and I spun inside, tugging on her pussy from within, and she clenched down as hard as she would go, keeping me from pulling out.

Her eyes were rolled back in her skull as her tongue lolled out, her toes curling and her body twitching. She loved it when I was rough with her, and especially loved when I could see a bulge in her belly, which I could. As I spun my fist inside her, I could see the gentle shape of my knuckles passing by under her abdominal wall. I could tell that she was trying to call out in both pain and pleasure, but the sound seemed stuck in her throat before bubbling out in a long, drawn out groan.

A more adventurous part of me took over for a moment, and I tugged on her flesh, the bulge of my thumb and palm getting wedged within the deep end of her tight canal, so I tugged harder and harder until I felt her pussy quiver and give way. With one violent yank, I felt my fully balled up fist jam itself into the tight passage between vulva and womb.

This time she did cry out, whimpering and stuttering her groans as she pressed her chin to her chest, closing her legs tight on either side of my forearm, rolling onto her side with her hands still tied up on her back. Most would have instantly apologized, but last time I did that it took her out of the moment and she berated me for being too soft on her. Instead, I gave another yank until my still-balled-up fist was almost out of her - I could see her triangular canine vulva distend and stretch to almost exactly be the rounded shape of the crest of my fist, only to push it back in deep, ramming through the tightly clenched flesh and rest once again in the looser, more open depths meant to house a knot.

She smiled gently and shuddered again, shifting her body a bit, rolling back and forth with my fist balled up in the knot-cavern until she was on her knees, butt up and chest laid flat against the ground. She gave me another devious grin as she pushed into me, wanting more.

"What's the matter? My fist not enough?" I asked, clenching my muscles and tugging on the tight passageway, feeling her flesh part with relative ease now that I'd stretched her out properly. This let me slide my clenched hand in and out with ease, fucking her like a stallion with a fully engorged flare.

In a sudden lurch of her body, she cired out and squatted backwards, clenching down in one motion, the force of her squeeze actually forcing my hand out of her, leaving her lips gaped wide open with the walls of the canal pressing out against my digits. A thick stream of fluid absolutely soaked me and splattered into a puddle in the sand between her feet. I opened up my hand now that the pressure had subsided, a web of lubrication trailing from one talon to the next.

Everything under her tail was twitching as she moaned, chin laying flat against the sandy beach, her head twisted just right so I could see her eye glaring at me. Her pussy was ruined for now, but her ass was still pristine, and covered inside and out with her lubrication. Perfect. Since rump and pussy were so close, her pucker was already loosened up a bit, so I knew it wouldn't take as long.

In fact, I didn't wait for more than a few seconds before smearing the fluids on my talon to her rump hole, rubbing finger tips against the pucker and slipping a few digits in with ease. Her flesh parted with minimal resistance, so I jumped right into the converged point, with all four fingers and thumb together as I pushed, her button of flesh practically opening on its own to swallow my fist in one fluid motion.

She looked back with a devious grin as her rump muscles flexed around my wrist, coaxing my arm in a bit deeper. I didn't know what plans she had for me, but it was pleasant to see her so eagerly take what I had to offer without pain.

I returned her grin and leaned into her, spreading out my fingers inside to tickle her as I grabbed her tail for leverage. Things were just starting to get interesting.