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The heat is sweltering, summer taking its toll on the region. The blistering rays of heat lick the area as if reminiscent of a melting ice cream cone. But to you, it’s what seems to stir you from an awful night's sleep. Your eyes slowly open, staring groggily up at the ceiling of the darkened room. Letting a dry sigh escape your parched throat, your head shifts to look at the bedside table where the alarm clock was resting.
3:47 AM
You groan in a pitiful manner. Fantastic, your bald head is slick with sweat, the ac seemingly off, and now you are awake in the middle of the night. It doesn't get any better that the blankets you had on you before have been kicked off, leaving your naked form bare to the humid air of the room.
A soft, rumbling snore catches your attention, making you turn your head to see your wife sleeping peacefully. While the stagnant air around you is almost suffocating, the sight of the love of your life slumbering can't stop you from cracking a smile. She is in the same position as you, unable to stay safe from the heat either, her yellow scales slick with sweat, her own naked form raising and falling bare of any blankets. Abilene's face carries a look of calm, her red locks plastering to her face by perspiration. The way her lips vibrate slowly as her breath escapes the slight cracks of them just looks adorable. Your eyes can’t help but drift down her pleasingly plump body, the telltale generous globes of flesh on her chest spill down her front, glistening in the moonlight cascading through a parting in the curtains.
From your position, you shift onto your side and reach a palm up to caress her cheek. Her scaled face feels moist, a slight sticky sensation meets your touch, but it does little to stop you from feeling her. A soft purring like sound comes from her, her head leaning into your touch to rub into you. Her closed eyes flutter open slightly, citrine eyes look around groggily until they rest on yours.
“Hello handsome.” She sighs out, still nuzzling into your hand. Your thumb swipes over a wet lock of her hair, moving it out of your way to more of her face.
“Sorry love, didn’t mean to wake you. Couldn’t help myself is all.” You apologize softly, eliciting a brow raise from your paramour.
“Is that so? Wanted to touch me while I’m all sweaty and gross huh?” She quips, her eyes never leaving yours. Motion from below you two signals the wide tip of her large tail starting to move towards you, flopping in between you like a big puppy. Another movement, and her large palm comes to rest on your waist, her own sweaty digits starting to play with your smooth, yet sticky skin. A different kind of heat seems to run through you from inside from her touch.
“You? Gross?” You question, moving your face closer to hers. She chuckles as she helps closing the distance, lips mere inches away. Her hot breath starts to play on your face, causing the heat inside you to raise even more.
“Never,” you whisper. With that final word, your lips press against hers. The touch is sloppy, perspiration slickening your flesh and her scales as lips part and tongues crash into one another. You feel a growl start to rumble from her throat as her palm lowers slightly and grabs at your ass, pulling you closer to her as she envelopes your body with hers. The humid air is nothing compared to Abilene’s heat as her scales are pressed against you. Her arm tightens as she nestles your smaller frame in between her sagging breasts, effectively denying you any escape.
Not that you want to at the moment. No, all you can think about is her wide, wet tongue invading your mouth as if it belongs there. It wriggles and writhes inside you like a snake, your own doing little to rebuff her advances. All you seem to be able to do is lap at hers and do your best to wrap hers with yours, tasting her saliva as if it were liquid ambrosia. The heat wrapped around your body is stifling, but in a better way than you could ever dream. Moist, sticky, safe. As if you are in the belly of the woman you love, just dissolving into her. You struggle slightly, only to be reminded of your mate's strength. The time you’ve spent with her has helped you toughen up, but moments like this remind you of just how scary strong she is.
A few moments more, and your lips part from each other, leaving the both of you panting for breath. A blazing fire lights up her citrine eyes, a slight grin parting her open lips, one you can’t help but return.
“It really is hot though, maybe we shou-” Abilene tries to finish her sentence when she gasps slightly. You’ve buried your face into her neck, gently lapping at her scaleflesh. The salty sweetness that coats your tastebuds makes you feel more excited than ever. You need more, want to just cover her with your tongue.
“Hold on n-now big guy!”
You feel her push you away only slightly, baring you access from her body from your tongue. A slight irritation rolls over you that disappears almost immediately once you catch her eye. The fire is more intense now, her lip biting only makes her look more sexy. “You can’t just…just lick a girl without askin’.”
You can’t help but stifle a snort, which seems to earn you a light slap on your ass. The slight pain seems to clear your perverse thoughts for a second. You lock eyes with her as you mull over her words.
“Can I?” You ask in a husky tone. The question seems to make Abilene blush slightly as she looks away in embarrassment.
“I-I don’t mind. But I’m sweaty…and smell.”
Her excuses seem weak, but you cock your head to the side, furrowing your brows.
“And?”
Her eyes widen at your question like you just grew a second head. It only lastes for a second, before she starts to giggle.
“I got me a freaky husband.” Abi chuckles as her sultry stare returns, her tongue sticking out to lick her lips. In one slow motion, she lay down until she was on her back. Her mountainous mounds separate as they lay on either side of her chest, brown nipples hardening in anticipation. Her tail moves back to her other side, giving you a full view of her large belly, shining in the moonlight with sweat, currently raising and falling at a quick pace. Your eyes fall even further until her pubic area comes into view, her untamed forest of hair matted down in moisture that isn’t just entirely perspiration. The sound of her clearing throat gets your attention, making you look back at her top. Arms laid on either side of her head, accentuating her entire form even more. The sight of her pits with glistening red hair unshaven look like heaven to your lustful nature. The fertility goddess before you causes your member to twinge painfully, letting you know you are rock solid. She chuckles seductively, brow raising.
“Well? I’m on the menu it seems.” She opens her maw slightly, showing off her sharp teeth. Her tongue lolls out of her mouth and sways slowly like a slimy snake.
“Come and get it stud.”
As if her words were a secret phrase, you can feel your excitement rise as you get to your hands and knees and approach your enticing ‘meal’. She chuckles huskily as you start off at her exposed armpit, your nose just barely touching the wispy bush of hair there. The heat of the space feels like a small wave on your face, the earthy scent of her natural musk filling your nose. Without much thought, you press your face into the ticking follicles of her pit and inhale. The stink isn't unpleasant, it pervades your senses, making your beath short as you exhale, making Abilene squirm under your puff of air.
“Carefu- hehehehe- that tickles you perv.” Her voice seems to come from far away as you just inhale again, making your eyes flutter at her intoxicating smell. Tangy flavor hits your tongue when you realize you already started to lick the hair of her under arm, making the woman squirm even more. Inhale, lick, exhale, lick. Inhale, lick, exhale, lick. You repeat these motions over and over, your moist muscle running through hair and onto the scaleflesh below, making her shine even more from your spent saliva.
Suddenly, her voice finally reaches your ears.
“If you ain’t gonna listen, I’m gonna have to do this.”
You don’t have much time to react when a crushing sensation seems to cover your entire head, mashing your face into her armpit. Oxygen starts to become needed, but all you can do is inhale more of her musk, your vision starting to spin. Everything you know now is her sweaty scales are pressing your face further into her as she had put you in a head lock. Your eyes roll up into your head as you groan out pitifully into her side, moist squelches coming from where your mouth is currently.
“N-now dear, are you going to listen to me?” Her voice sounds chiding, as if she were reprimanding a child. All you can do is give out a muffled groan, tasting more of her scales. You feel your face suddenly free of her hold, allowing you to sit up and gasp for fresh air, her scent weaker as you look back down at her, a smug grin on her maw.
“Well, you seem to have enjoyed that more than you should have. What am I going to do to you?”
A large clawed hand slithers to your crotch, your senses violated by a pleasant feeling as she wraps her digits around your pulsing member. You groan aloud as she begins to slowly stroke your cock up and down, her usually calused hands now gliding with little friction. The moisture of her sweat seems to act as a substitute lube that is spreading sparks of pleasure through your body. Your eyes try desperately to focus on her, an evil looking grin tugging her lips upward.
“Got yer attention now hun?” She asks, her voice smooth as silk, but belying a dangerous tone. You nod your head, paying more attention to her hand motions, her finger now toying with your spongy pre leaking cockhead. Right as you can feel the building pressure in your member, she lets go completely. Trying to deal with the frustration of her teasing, you watch as she brings her damp fingers up to her mouth and slips them past her lips. She gives you a satisfied groan as she sloppily suckles her fingers. Slowly, she pulls her digits out, her tongue now entwined around them, lapping up your leavings. She eyes you the entire time, her smirk on full display.
“Turnabout is fair play. You taste me, I-” She licks her fingers one last time. “Get to taste you too.”
The raw predatory gleam in her eyes and voice sends shivers up your spine, but your lower extremity seems to not pick up the danger as blood continues to surge into it. You feel your mouth start to dry as you feel the need to drink more of her delectable taste. Eyes drift to her legs as you feel yourself start to crawl towards her bottom. A chuckle comes from the woman in bed with you as she shifts to her back
“One track mind, I swear.” She muses as you finally find yourself at her feet, her thighs pressed closed. Not to be deterred, you snake your hands up her slick legs, placing your thumbs into the crease of the meaty scaleflesh. She sighs pleasurably as you slowly pry her legs apart. The room almost crackles with the sound of sticky wet squelching noises as her sodden thighs are separated. Strands of desire and sweat connect her nethers in a spiderweb of moisture coat her engorged sex. Steam seems to rise from her very flesh as her flower quivers in the open air. Lubricant and sweat flow freely from her, filling the area with her heady, intoxicating scent. It's probably the most erotic, and sexy, you have seen Abilene.
And you can’t wait any longer. A hungry man needs to eat.
But a man must also savor his meal.
Approaching slowly, the dizzying musk fills your senses as the temperature around you jumps a few more degrees upward. Heat seems to billow from her as your face gets closer and closer-to a thigh on the right. Abilene coos slightly as you stick your tongue out and begin to lightly lap at her hot scaleflesh. Sweat and gruul mix on your tongue as you start to use your tongue like a paint brush and her thigh, your canvas. Scales twitch as your muscle weaves across her, making your love sigh and pant slightly. You venture closer to the heat source ahead, the heady scents invading your nose even more. Her outer lips looked like they were winking open and closed, coaxing you to come closer, the moist scaleflesh looking irresistible. You decide she, as well as you, have waited for long enough. No ceremony, no warning, you dive in face first. Nose smashes against soft flesh as you open your mouth and dart your tongue into the hot cavern of her sodden snatch. A loud groan sounds from far above you, but you keep on the assault, wet muscle lapping at inner walls that rewards you with even more feminine juices. Movement from around your head is noticed, but not paid attention to as you growl into your lover's lower lips, alternating from lapping up her ambrosia, to nibbling and nipping the outlet labia. The heat is almost unbearable, but your hunger wins out, taking time to lift your head from the delectable kiss to wrap your lips around a familiar nub that is peeking out from a fleshy hood. The movement around your head ceases for a split second as you bear down on her clit, suckling like it's a baby bottle, your tongue swirling around it.
“GUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURGH!!”
The bellow from Abilene heralds a crushing pressure on both sides of your head…no…your whole upper half. Your face is pressed deep into her crotch as you feel her thighs clamp you to your spot, legs crossed on your back. Once again, you fight for breath as you stay on auto pilot, attacking your prize as if to challenge her honeytrap. Entrapped in your saffron prison, you growl and gasp as you gulp down your liquid prize. Pressure gets more forceful as her sopping quim starts to quiver more under your ministrations. Finally, just as your oxygen deprivation is about to make you black out, the slick thighs around your head bear down even more, finally making your vision darken as you are flooded by sticky, warm fluid that flows freely into your mouth, nose, and eyes as your escape room takes on a deluge of femcum. Your eyes flutter, voice gurgling as you drown in actual pleasure, your consciousness ebbing away…
Life was fun. Dying by dorudon thighs seems right. Thank you Abeline for giving me this cha-
“INDE!!!!”
Your eyes flutter open, skin feeling sticky and wet, a saffron snout pointed downward at you as your wife’s horror stricken eyes dart across your face.
“We’re…taking on water…bail out…” Your words gurgle out as senses long banished try to return to you. The horror ebbs away from her face as her lips purse, eyes cut like daggers.
“Inde, you almost passed out, don’t joke like that.”
You can’t help but snicker as you raise a hand up to cup her cheek. “Sorry love, couldn’t resist.”
Abilene’s eyes close as she leans into your touch, a low rumbling coming from her throat. “I thought I really hurt you.”
“Says the one that almost burst my head like a watermelon.” I deserve that glare, but it seems to have no real bite behind it as her lips twitch slightly. I grin at my victory, causing her to grab both sides of my face and squeeze my cheeks together.
“You are too much of a funny man, y’know!?” She growls in a playful way.
“Imbafunimab.” You try to say through squished lips. Abilene puffed her cheeks up, but let out a small ‘pfft’. You watch as she leans down closer until her snout is against your nose, letting go of your cheeks in the process. Her nose twitches, light but warm air expels onto your face.
“Well funny man, let me kiss you better.”
With that, your lips and hers connect. There was no voraciousness to it, just light and delicate. Lips caress one another, tongues lapping slightly at one another as they part to deepen the kiss. The tender display seems to reawaken your friend downstairs, the throb letting you know that you are still ready and raring to go. Finally parting after what felt like forever, you both pull away, sweat running down your foreheads, slight smiles on both of your faces.
“Well, you up for finishing what you started?” Her voice comes out huskily, her leaning back to lay back on the bed with a thud. Once again, you see your wife in her full glory, shimmering scales caught in the moonlight, chest heaving in her quick breaths, hungry vermillion eyes watching your every move. As if to goad you on, she puts her arms under her legs and brings them up high, giving you full access to her sopping cunt.
The sheer sexy energy emanating from her display makes your mouth water. You find yourself on the bed in seconds, hearing eager chuckles coming from the woman of your dreams in front of you. So stiff that it hurts, you grasp your member and raise it up, only to slap it down right on her exposed clit. Her entire body shivers in anticipation, more of her gruul leaking from her slit below. You can’t help but smirk as you rub the little love button with the spongy tip of your cock. You slap yourself on her clit a few more times, then slide it into the waterfall that is her quim.
“Can’t believe you're gushing more than before, you’re going to soak the sheets.”
Abilene whines slightly, her brows furrowed as she bites her lip. “Fuck you. You did this to me, lover boy.”
Her whimpers are like lyrics to your ears. “Oh, and what are you going to do about it?”
Eyes open, a devilish look in them. Her legs move from her arms and with a thunderous clap, hug you close to her. Her legs lock around you, shoving you even deeper as the humid room fills with both your groans. Inner was clamp down on your length with the same ferocity of her grip on your body.
Damn, got honey potted. Is it really a trap if you want to be here though?
Enough philosophy, fuck now.
You roll your hips against her sodden crotch, sticky sweat and gruul making squelching slurps as flesh and scale slap together in a harmonious chorus. Velvet insides clamp and pull at every retreat of your cock, only to greedily slurp it back into her love tunnel. Abilene’s groans and whimpers spur you to speed up, her legs constricting you from doing little else. Your hands find purchase on her perfect, slightly sagging breasts, your fingers clasping on her red nipples. Her moans turning to screams as you tug and pull on her teats all the while stirring her insides up like a blender. Your thrusts soon turn into uncoordinated humping as a growl escapes your own throat. A tightening in your core lets you know if you don’t focus, you are going to blow at any moment.
As you try to withdraw to get a breather, legs clench around you even more. Your unfocused gaze is drawn to your wife. Hungry eyes gaze back at you, but that isn’t the only thing you see. Love and pure adoration. The message is clear. Put your cum where it belongs.
Leting one of her nipples go, she squeals louder as you latch your mouth over the areola as you take long slow slams into her. Your teeth graze her sensitive nipple, biting every so often. She thows her head back as her vagina clamps down. Hard. You yelp in surprise as you fight to continue plowing into her. Guttural groans happen in unison as finally, her vice-like grip on you sends you over the edge.
Your own pulse joins hers as alabaster white cum shoots deep into her quivering quim. Arms wrap around your head as she presses your head into her breast. You suckle for all your worth as you paint her insides white. After what feels like an eternity, you finally feel the last dribble of cum seep out of her parted labia.
Groans subside as nothing but you and your partner’s pants fill the room. He legs finally relinquish you, allowing escape. You do try to move, but find yourself almost plastered to her. Lifting your front slightly, you can see the slurry of cum and sweat slowly sticking her forest to your own skin in a sexual plaster like solution.
“Uhh, love? I think I’m stuck.”
A melodious laugh emits from your lover. “Well good, wanted to cuddle anyway.”
With that, she wraps her arms around your shoulders, and rolls you effortlessly onto your sides. Her embrace is wet, sweaty, and full of her scent. A dopy smile hits your lips as you nuzzle your head into the middle of her massive clevage.
“Me too hun…me too.”
The bottom of her chin rests on the top of your head, a low rumbling coming from her throat.
“Love ya Inde.”
“Love you Abi.”