Last of the Unicorns
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I began to writhe and the two ends of his tail snaked around and grappled my legs. With my arms pinned to my side and my legs held firm, I was helpless to do anything but take what he was inflicting upon me (like I would stop it). His tongue snaked in and out of my cunt, rasping against me pussy lips and clit repeatedly, driving me wild, squirming in his grasp, crying out inarticulately in ecstasy. My first orgasm hit me and I screamed at the intensity as he grasped my clit with the prehensile end of his tongue and squeezed it. It seemed like my climax would never end, as I started to beg for release from the waves of pleasure rolling over me again and again. Tears flowed from the pain like sensations of an orgasm that went on and on.
When the sensations faded, I was gasping, trying to get enough air to replace all that I had breathed out in my cries. His tail split my legs and he pulled me to the teeth in his snout. I gasped in fear, his inch long oral daggers glistening with saliva.
"Do you trust me?" he asked.
Not able to speak from the fear, I nodded slowly.
He turned me upside down and backed my crotch into his mouth, the teeth scraping lightly against me. His cock had not moved from where it had been before. I felt his mouth slowly closing and I tensed, anticipating, but not believing he would, bite into me. I felt the teeth press against my skin and I screamed in terror. The teeth penetrated and I squirmed desperately to get away from the incredible... pleasure(?) that was flowing through me. I cold feel is teeth embedded into the skin around my pussy and ass, yet I was fast approaching another climax. Additionally, his cock was swinging free of his sheath, covered in fluid that dripped onto the floor. The aroma was intoxicating, making my lungs feel like part of the arousal in me as well.
With me on the verge of orgasm, his tongue coiled into a ball and slammed against my pussy, forcing its way in before unfurling and whipping against the sides of my inner cunt. That was all she wrote and I thrashed in agonizing pleasure, feeling his teeth holding my center in place. My orgasm seemed to begin in dozens of spots along my sex and explode out triumphantly. Amazingly, this cum lasted even longer than the last one, continuing until his teeth released me.
"Oh God, how, what, can we do it again?"
"Maybe, but it's my turn."
With that, my still drained body was flipped over and I was set down, still in his grasp, my head next to his cock. He let my arms loose, keeping hold of my sides, maintaining control of the activities. Needing no instructions, I grasped his cock in my hands, slathering them in the fluid. It had a pleasant oily feel to it, like massaging with baby oil. Sticking my tongue out, I tasted a musky flavor that enticed me to taste again and again. I could do this for hours if he let me. The stuff ran down my arms onto my body, dripping and covering me thoroughly. It felt so good. I used one hand to rub it all over my body, making myself so slick and sexy. With my face buried in him as I licked him over and over, sometimes placing my mouth over the cock and biting him gently. He hissed every time I bit, pulling me a little closer to him, as if to give me more to bite.
My hand that was rubbing him all over me reached my cunt and I shoved my fingers in, fucking myself. I screamed out as I was filled, a little of his fluid was carried into me by my hand. I felt heat, steadily increasing, in and around my cunt, everywhere that mine and his mixed. A new smell hit my nose, a smell of pure lust. I growled like an animal, hungry for all I could get of him. I bit his cock hard and he growled in response. His hands tightened and I bit even harder, feeling my teeth sink into him deep. His taste was filling my mouth and I could not get enough.
He growled and snarled, lifting me up, my teeth scraping along the length of him. Once he had me at eye level, I could see feral lust in his eyes, a caged animal that had been turned loose. I wanted this animal and I had one just as feral to give him. He slammed me down on his cock, impaling the entire length in one painful thrust. His neck stood there, invitingly, and I opened my mouth, took a massive bite and chomped, with all my strength. His snout lowered to my shoulder and he returned the bite, his teeth digging in deep, again not painful but intensely pleasurable. He didn't move me like a human would fuck me, but his cock throbbed inside, expanding and contracting in diameter, stretching me over and over in time with his jaws biting on my shoulder over and over. I clamped my pussy against him, my own jaws gripping his neck with every clench.
I don't know how long we held each other in that sexual death grip, our mutual pleasure building up and up. It seemed to go on forever, sending me to new heights that exceeded anything I had experienced before. The pleasure had long since become unbearable, yet to stop now would be to deny release, so I bit and clenched again and again. Finally, as I reached the end and my climax was just on the verge, I realized I had encountered this kind of delayed pleasure before. It was like being on Hydromel. His fluids were acting like that wondrously dreaded drug. At that moment, I hit the end, my body began to flail in orgasm, over and over. I cold feel his cock explode inside of me, filling me to overflowing, while he thrashed as much as I did. We both bit even harder, I finally breaking his skin, tasting blood and feeling his teeth hit bone with a crunch. I passed out for a second, coming to and seeing his teeth release my shoulder, the holes visibly closing of their own accord. Much later, my rational thought processes, currently on vacation, would figure that Gravelians are capable of regeneration and their penile fluids carry this ability during sex to their mates. All I knew then was that I would live to experience this pleasure again, though it felt worth dying for.
I was covered from head to toe with a mixture of his oily fluids, my juices and his cum. I was too tired to care and allowed myself to fall asleep where I lay. I would clean up in the morning, or whenever I woke up.
Corinda had read all the research that she could obtain about the type of person a hermaphrodite was. She had even been able to obtain some old sexual books and films about their sexual habits. Secretly, she couldn't wait to try out her new equipment. And Galendi was a perfect subject to try it out on. She could hear Galendi screaming at the top of her lungs that she was leaking.
The scene was so funny to her that she began to laugh. Her soft chuckle soon turned into a belly holding laugh. The feeling was new to her, but it felt good. Along with a new body, the team had been imprinted with a mixture of emotions. Emotions in these beings had long been diminished to the point of not existing at all. Seeing how distraught the young agent was becoming and knowing that other personnel were forbidden to enter her cubicle, Corinda got up and left to reassure her that all was well.
When she pressed her code in the door, it slid back into itself with the quietness of a whisper. Galendi stood before the door, her hands raised to pound it again. The look on her face was one that Corinda would forever keep in her mind. "Is there some kind of problem? I could hear your screams all the way down to my cubicle." Galendi looked up into the face of her superior. She had not seen her since they went in for reconstruction and had no idea what Corinda would look like. But there was no mistaking the voice or attitude.
"Corinda! I think that the Medical Corp has made a mistake. I seem to be leaking body fluids. And there seems to be an unhealed scar between my legs." Corinda looked at her young protégé with all the scorn she could muster. "You dumb slut! Didn't you read the material I sent to you?" Galendi backed up at the sound of the venom in Corinda's voice. She had read only some of the material. When it got into the biological aspects of things, she had become bored and decided to read the rest later.
Later didn't come around soon enough. She was rushed into reconstruction before she could finish reading everything. Now she realized that not having read all of the material was going to cause her innumerable problems with Corinda. And she wanted to displease Corinda about as much as she wanted to give up her position and all the perks that went along with it.
"But Corinda, Look at me! My body is grotesque." Corinda did look at her. She gave Galendi's body a very careful look. With her clothes removed, all of the 'womanly' charms that Corinda had insisted be sculptured into Galendi's body were evident. Corinda could feel the stirring of sensations that were totally new to her being. But she had expected them. In fact, she could hardly contain herself in the expectation of what these feelings would lead to.
Corinda lifted her hand up and caressed the twin globes of Galendi's tits. Galendi shivered not really knowing why. But something inside her began to feel warm and soft. Against everything that she had understood or thought she understood earlier, Galendi began to welcome this attention. She felt herself arching her body to press harder against Corinda's soft caressing hand. As Corinda circled the young girl, she let her hand trail across the girl's body as she moved behind her. Galendi could feel Corinda's hot breath on the back of her neck. She shivered as she felt Corinda's hands mold and manipulate the soft cheeks of her ass. Instead of recoiling, she actually pushed back as she felt the tip of Corinda's finger push into her soft opening. Then she felt as well as heard the older woman whispering to her.
"You have exactly four hours to go thru the paperwork you failed to examine. At the end of that time, I will return and we will begin the first exercise into your sexuality. I only hope that you will greet it with as much enthusiasm as possible.
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