Kneeling on the floor of the dining room, her two hands still wrapped around the beast's cock, Victoria felt the tremblings of desire coursing through her body. The rumbled words of General Morant only served to intensify those tremblings.
She had just spent the last several minutes having her stretched mouth being rhythmically, but carefully, fucked by its massive cock. Had swallowed its semen. Before that the beast had spent several more minutes paying erotic attentions to her breasts. Had massaged and squeezed her fleshy mounds, lightly scratched at her skin with its sharp claws, caressed her nipples until they were swollen and aching. These things alone had stirred her desires, lit the embers of lust within her loins and fanned the burning coals until they had turned into a flaming passion, a hungry, aching desire.
And now the creature had told her it was going to eat her pussy. It was going to put its thick tongue against her wetness and lap at her clit. The very thought of having her sex devoured threw even more fuel onto that desire, so much so that even the idea of it being the beast between her legs didn't hamper the effect.
Leaning there against its leg, her breast smashed against its muscles, its soft fur tickling her flesh, she raised her eyes to it. Morant was leaning slightly forward in the chair, its eyes staring down at her, its golden pupils shimmering with the pleasure she had just given it. As it leaned further forward a second later, bending at the waist, she watched its large hands reach down until they gripped her waist. She was lifted up, raised up off the floor as the creature stood. She could only whimper quietly as the movements caused her to loose her hold on its cock and she experienced a sense of loss as it slipped from her grasp.
With fluid movements Morant lifted her off the floor and laid her on the dining table, placing her feet on the edge. As it laid her down the flaps of the torn peasant dress fell to the sides so that her breasts were fully exposed, her hard nipples standing up, their light pink color contrasting against her flesh. Her hair, still tied back, flowed out to the side and splayed across the table.
The animal towered over her, its eyes devouring her breasts. She panted lightly as she stared back up at it, her desire causing her body to shiver slightly beneath its ogling.
One of its hands came up to cover one of her breasts, the palm flattening her hard nipple beneath it, the fingers squeezing at her pliant flesh. Shockwaves of lust rushed along her nerves and she sucked in a sharp breath.
She felt its other meaty hand reach beneath the dress, felt its furry fingers sliding up along the insides of her legs. The position it had put her in already had her legs partially spread and now she reflexively spread them more to allow it easier access. She felt the hand slide up along her skin, felt it reach her sex and cover the wetness that had seeped into her panties. Heat radiated from that hand through her undergarment and part of it bumped against her swollen clit.
"Uuhhhh," she sighed, her hips jerking from the contact.
Its fingers grabbed at the waist band of the panties, slipped under the elastic to brush against her flesh. Holding her breath Victoria stared up at its hungry expression as she used her feet to raise her ass off the table. With a pleased rumbling in its throat the beast jerked its arm back, ripping the panties down her legs and tearing the material. They worked together until the panties were pulled off and tossed aside.
Then it released the massaging hold on her tit to slide both its hands up under the dress and along the outside of her legs. Once more grabbing her by the waist, its fingers gripping her easily, it effortlessly lifted and maneuvered her so that her asscheeks lay at the table's very end, her legs bent, her feet propped up on the edge.
She was then fully exposed to the monstrous animal, the torn peasant dress piled at her waist little more than decoration. Surrounded and displayed by the torn white material her breasts swayed upon her chest, the swollen nipples aching declarations of the attentions they had received. Her legs bent and splayed open, with the checkered skirt a mass of material around her waist, showed her hungry sex glistening with the juices that had seeped from her, reddened labia puffing out, swollen clit poking from beneath its hood.
She lay there, her hair flowing within the constraints of the ribbon, her eyes partially hidden beneath heavy lids, her lips parted slightly, her breathing shallow and heavy.
She felt the fires raging inside of her, felt her body aching with the desires that had been ignited. Excitedly she waited for Morant's next move, waited for it to put its face between her legs and lick at her hungry sex.
Anxiously she watched it slowly disappear from view, its massive bulk slowly descending as it knelt down. Victoria held her breath in anticipation, forced herself to remain still. Rolling her head to one side she closed her eyes as she felt its hands slowly slide down from her knees, the furry appendages tickling the insides of her thighs. A second later she felt hot breath brushing across her wettened pussy, felt it wash across her aching clit, felt the heat of Morant's face growing closer to her sex.
When she felt a tongue slither over her clit, felt it rub and bump her swollen nub, a mass of pleasurable shocks bolted through her body. Her hips drove themselves at that tongue, her ass jerking upon the table, her back arching slightly as her body reacted to the touch.
"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh," she moaned.
Morant's tongue ran up and down along her slit, slithering and swiping at her puffy labia, licking her wetness, brushing past her opening. It washed across her swollen clit, bumping and pushing against the throbbing nub. With each caress of that rough appendage Victoria's desire grew. Deep inside her flaming loins she felt herself growing hungrier, felt an orgasm building, pushing itself toward the edge of explosion. She moaned and panted, her hips rolled upon the table as her feet pressed down on the edge and lifted herself to its tongue. The actions of her body made her tits sway and roll upon her chest, the cool air brushing across her swollen nipples, sending more erotic pleasure along her nerves.
"Ooohhhhhh," she whimpered. "Ooooohhhhhh Goooddddd."
Her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth hung open. Morant licked and lapped at her sex more.
"Ooohhhhhh Goooddddd. Ooooohhhhhh Goooddddd yeessssssss. Ooohhhhh Gooddd, ooohhhhh Gooddd, ooohhhhh Gooddd."
