Radley's Labyrinth for Horny Monsters by Annabelle Hawthorne (highly recommended books .txt) 📕

in her panties was slowly climbing. She shifted her weight on the stone block, immediately aware of the sensation of her panties dragging ever so slightly across her clitoris, which had emerged from hiding.

Asterion sniffed, then sucked in a lungful of air. His lips curled into a grin. “Do you need help, Beth?”

“I do need help, yes.” Beth stood. “With a couple of things, if you don’t mind.”

“I want to help you.” Asterion took a step toward her, a large grin on his bull face. “Maybe after you help me first.”

“Help with what?” Beth’s gaze fell to his loincloth. It no longer hung casually but had lifted several inches in the air, Asterion’s massive cock hiding just beneath the thin fabric. Beth was going to say no, to explain that they were in a hurry, but her mind went back to her time with Oliver, to every time she had backed herself onto the Delightful Dragon dildo, and even to the time she had made a reluctant boyfriend wear an extender while dressed as a werewolf.

In front of her was something real, an experience waiting to be had, to be claimed and conquered. And this time, her immortal soul wasn’t at stake. Asterion moved closer, and a wave of musk rolled over Beth. A storm was forming in her gut, lightning crawling up and down her spine, when Asterion stepped closer to gently touch one of her breasts.

“I want to see your cock,” Beth said. If she played along, she could get his help freeing Abella, and maybe, if she was lucky, she could have a little fun in the process.

Asterion quickly obliged. With a tug on some strings, he tossed away the loincloth, revealing his cock. The skin was almost black, and his body hair stopped at the base of his shaft. The head of his cock was shaped like a sideways hourglass, narrowing to a point in the center the size of her pinky.

“Holy shit.” Beth stared at the massive member in awe.

“You need to breed.” Asterion placed his hands on her waist. “You are in heat.”

“Something like that.” Beth spit on her hand and used it to rub the thick shaft. Would this even fit in her? She almost laughed.

She would make it fit.

Asterion watched her stroking his shaft, no doubt unaware that her ministrations were more than just an attempt to get him harder. With each stroke, Beth was taking in the smoothness of his shaft, feeling the powerful pulse of flowing blood through his genitals, contemplating the size of his balls and wondering if she would feel them slamming against her ass as he fucked her. She was analyzing him, thinking of the best way to make it happen.

Asterion made a low, rumbling sound in his throat.

Beth smiled at him, then planted a tiny kiss on the head of his penis. “Do you like that?”

He nodded, watching her continue. Beth used both hands stacked on top of each other with plenty of room left. At the base of his cock, she couldn’t even get her fingers to touch her thumb due to how thick he was. She kept tugging on him, his cock leaking little spurts of fluid onto her hand and providing extra lubrication. She did this for several minutes, her pulse throbbing hard enough that she could feel it in her labia.

As Beth looked up at Asterion, it suddenly occurred to her that he was never going to make the next move. She stared wistfully at the cock in front of her, then put just a bit of it in her mouth. His spunk was bitter at first, making her think of a harsh bourbon. Salivating on his large knob, she stripped off her pants with some difficulty, the fabric slightly tighter after her trip into the river.

Asterion rumbled with pleasure, and Beth hummed while she blew him, laying her pants on the stone floor as a cushion. Stroking him with one hand, she fondled his giant balls with the other, marveling at how supple the skin of his scrotum was.

She pulled her mouth off him. His dick was now slick with spit and spooge, and she couldn’t wait any longer. She stripped off her lacy panties, then tossed them on the floor and stood.

“Lie down,” she commanded.

Asterion blinked a couple times before acquiescing, sprawling out on the floor. Beth straddled his waist, pushing his cock against his belly. It traveled quite a ways up his chest. Sitting down on top of his massive member, she moved her cunt against him, spreading out lubrication of her own.

Asterion sighed, the sound rumbling from deep within his chest. Beth pulled her way forward, arching her hips so just the tip of his dick sat at her opening. Asterion grabbed her hips, and she slapped his hands away.

“I don’t want you to rip me in half,” she said, easing herself down on him. Her pussy protested at first, the ache from her sexual encounter with Oliver still there. She let out a moan, forcing herself back even farther, determined to bypass her initial discomfort. It was like a runner’s high—she just needed to get through the first stretch to enjoy the benefits.

“I am enjoying that,” Asterion said, his hands on her thighs.

“So. Am. I.” Beth punctuated every word by thrusting herself farther onto his cock. She was disappointed when he bottomed out in her before she could reach his pelvis but extremely pleased to feel his hands on her sides, guiding her. She took her hands off his chest and held still. Asterion moved her around with his powerful arms, gently thrusting himself into her, letting out an occasional growl of pleasure. His strong arms were powerful enough that he was able to easily lift her, sliding himself all the way out before thrusting back in.

Beth hissed, a hiss that turned into a protracted moan when Asterion pulled himself even farther into her.

“Fuuuuuuuck.” Beth felt her organs shift to accommodate the dramatic widening of her vagina.