Total pages in book: 99
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 94582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 473(@200wpm)___ 378(@250wpm)___ 315(@300wpm)
But whether it was made or grown, it was still too short and he could look over and see the couple on the other side of them. It was a Serpentine couple, fucking for procreation and the female was leaning against the lattice and moaning while her husband filled her with his finger-sized dick.
“Well, now what?” he muttered looking around. “Guess we’ll have to ignore the fact that we can see right over to the other side.”
To his surprise, at his words the lattice began to grow. After a moment, it was a meter higher and Torin could no longer see over it. He also noticed that it seemed to muffle the sound better—he could no longer hear the Serpentine couple going at it on the other side of the wooden wall.
“Hey—pretty fucking good,” he remarked, nodding at the lattice in appreciation.
“It must be semi-sentient—it heard you and decided to give you what you wanted.” Sky’lar gave him a level look. “Maybe you should wish for a way out of this, though I don’t know if it can handle that.”
“I don’t want a way out, damn it!” Torin growled. “We swore we’d do this so we’re damn well going to do it!”
“All right.” Sky’lar got a determined look on her face. “Well then, I just need to, uh insert this thing.”
She looked down at the phallus, eyeing the purple end which was supposed to go inside her dubiously.
Torin saw at once that she needed help getting it in. He wanted to give her that help and he suddenly knew what to do.
“Come here, baby—over here,” he said, directing her to the wooden lattice the farthest from their neighbors on the other side. “Lean back against here,” he instructed her.
“Why?” Sky’lar asked, even as she put her back against the wooden wall.
“You’ll see. Grow a seat,” Torin said, addressing the lattice. “A wide seat, so my female can sit with her legs spread and still be supported.”
He only half expected it to work so he was pleasantly surprised when the thick wooden lattice grew an extension of itself in a kind of semi-circular pattern.
“Perfect—thank you,” Torin told the lattice. “Here, baby—sit down on this,” he added, pushing Sky’lar gently down onto the newly grown seat.
“I don’t see what…how this is going to help,” she protested rather breathlessly. The seat fit her perfectly, with a little dip to hold her generous ass and two wings to support her widely spread thighs and hold them apart.
“It’s going to help me to help you,” Torin told her. He got on his knees before her and held out one hand. “Give it to me, baby,” he murmured. “I’ll help you put it in.”
Sky’lar bit her lip.
“You are?”
“Believe me, I know a little something about getting a larger than average shaft into a tight pussy,” Torin told her. “So give it to me and let me help you.”
Reluctantly, she handed him the double-ended phallus.
Torin looked down at her soft, ripe little pussy. She was shaved smooth and clean as always and the position she was in, with her thighs spread wide, caused her outer pussy lips to spread as well, showing her slippery inner folds. Her sweet, hot, fiercely feminine scent was rising to meet him, letting him know she was excited.
Torin couldn’t help himself—he had to duck his head and give her soft pussy a long, hot kiss.
Sky’lar moaned and shifted in the make-shift chair.
“Oh, Torin! What are you doing?”
He looked up, his lips still wet with her honey.
“Getting you ready. The compounds I have that help you stretch are in my mouth too. Let me lick you for a little while and this thing should slide right in.” He held up the double-ended phallus to explain.
“Oh, well…” Sky’lar’s eyes were half-lidded with lust and need. “I guess if it will help me open up, then it can’t hurt,” she said breathlessly.
Torin grinned at her.
“Admit it, Darlin’—you love it when I eat your sweet little pussy.”
“Yes, I do!” Sky’lar admitted with a laugh that was more than half moan since he’d ducked to kiss her open folds again.
“Good, because I can’t get enough of how you taste,” Torin growled. He dove in again, filling her with his tongue this time, letting her know she was his in no uncertain terms.
Sky’lar moaned and threw back her head.
“Oh, Giant! Oh, Torin!” she gasped.
Torin fucking loved hearing her call his name! He tongued her open again, lapping her swollen clit long and hard. Sky’lar moaned and writhed in the lattice chair, running her hands through his hair in a way that sent shivers of lust down his spine.
He loved her sweet and salty flavor and he wanted to make her come—come so hard she was helpless to do anything but lay there and let him tongue-fuck her all night. But Sky’lar obviously had other ideas.