A half hour passes with Vrida's knot shrinking slowly inside the insensate woman's well-fucked body, but eventually it releases her and she shifts backwards. Vrida's long tail whips around and catches her head before she hits the ground, it's barbed ends wrapping around her neck gently. She looks down at the girl and smiles softly; she took much more than was expected on their first coupling and Vrida couldn't wait to test her last unclaimed hole.
She sits waiting patiently for the woman to awake and lets her fingers trace over her flushed face, the soft skin under her clawed fingertips like velvet. She looks so beautiful laying so entrenched in Vrida's grasp, willing to take everything she could think to give. The tail around the girl's neck tightens and lifts her head gently upwards at the same time Vrida leans down, her lips pressing against the girl's nose in a sweet kiss, only to move down and against her own.
Vrida kisses her softly, less aggravated by lust than an odd need to wrap this woman in her arms and never let her go. (Though, of course, there would be plenty of lust involved.) The lips under her own which were not long passed screaming her name, were now quiet, moving of their own accord as Vrida's tongue caresses them, her saliva dripping into the woman's mouth and bringing a fresh flush to her cheeks.
She pulls away after a moment and her lips stretch into a smirk as the girl begins shifting, her mind beginning the journey back from the depths of pleasure and exhaustion. The barbed tips of Vrida's tail remain wrapped around her neck but Vrida moves out from between her legs and coils the rests of her tail around her body, careful to not squeeze too tightly. Though not long enough for her plans now, a simple direction given to her innate power causes her tail to grow both longer and thicker, somewhat akin to the Malur; a demonic species of snake-like women in the Eastern realms.
Vrida moves around to the woman's head and sits on her knees above her. Her right hand comes down to her cock and strokes it from tip to balls, the sensation forcing it back to full erectness in moments as she watches over the woman. Vrida counts herself blessed to have such great stamina and knows that she is far, far from being satisfied, despite her many orgasms. She angles her throbbing cock down towards the woman's wet lips and rubs the head across them, her saliva and their mixed juices giving her cock a shine as she prepares to fuck the girl again.
Her tail ends tip the woman's head back and cradle it in a way that lines up her throat with Vrida's cock, intuitively making the coming throat-fuck much easier. At least, for Vrida. Her cock presses gently against the woman's lips, then harder as she begins to open them around her tip. Her mouth is hot around Vrida orgasm-sensitive glans and it only encourages her to continue deeper. The feeling of the woman's tongue on her cock, even unmoving as it is, brings her boundless pleasure with only the promise of more awaiting her.
Vrida presses ever deeper until the back of the girl's throat bumps against her cock and comes to a halt for a bare moment as she crooks her head and looks down at her. Still insensate, Vrida smiles and straightens back up, pushing against the pressure of the girl's throat resisting her advances. The site of her jaw pressing forwards and the bulge of her neck stretching around her cock makes Vrida shiver; that is one incredible sexy sight. Sure, she's seen much the same effect before, but this girl was different and she never tired of the sight anyhow.
She loved breaking the perceived limits of her conquests, even if they weren't entirely aware of what she was doing too them at the time. Vrida slipped forward on her knees a few inches as the depths of the woman's throat parted around her unforgiving advance. Lust was starting to crawl into her skin again and it brooked no hesitance.
