Most of the Eastern Wing was full. In fact it was more full now then it was the previous night. Perhaps there is something to this Swamp Pig after all. Nevertheless, Rosen had two jobs to do. A curvy redhead and a skinny brunette. She just needed some place to do it in.
One of the larger rooms was shining Green. Someone was in there. Intentionally or not they left it open for others to join. Oh well. What's a fourth at this point? Rosen pulled the door open and pushed the taste testers inside.
"Bleeding hell, do you knock?"
Nash was sitting in one corner, his pants and shirt lying on the ground with slight tearing. Perched atop him was the yellow lizard kin. She faced opposite his body, her head between his thighs while her own thighs wrapped around Nash's face. Her long, flexible tongue was wrapped around his giant shaft. One claw jerked up and down while the other squeezed his heavy, hairy sack. Clear, stringy liquid connected his bearded face to her lower half.
"There's no place else to go and this is your fault anyway. Deal with it."
"Maybe, but HMMmph!"
Nash is silenced by two strong, reptilian legs pulling his head back into the fragrant wetness in front of him. The sultry, husky voice from below beckoning him away.
"No words. Only Breed."
Her snout engulfed the whole of his lowered head, reaching down to the base. She held there for a moment, seemingly savoring the flavors, then raised up her mouth while her tongue stayed behind, wiggling across his length. The two women still affected by the spread infliction watched in envy.
"I want that." The Redhead murmured while licking her lips. "I need that."
"You'll get yours soon. Very soon."
"I don't need another woman. I need a cock. A thick, veiny, manly co-"
There is a smack of flesh across the Redhead's cheek. A thick, veiny, manly cock was laying across her face. She awed at its musky smell and weighty girth. She looked up, finding the object of her desire coming from a curvy, tan body. Rosen stared down at her with her Hazel eyes and a smug grin.
"Like it? Being the head Priestess has a lot of benefits. This is one I have not indulged in for quite some time. I am going to enjoy this."
Rosen pushed her newly acquired tip against the Redhead's lips. She began to kiss and lick the head, inviting more to come. Rosen was happy to oblige, pushing past her lips. This girl was clearly an amateur and had never handled something this large before. She gaged at every inch, straining to hold the full girth in her throat. Yet she did not pull away. She had a choice, dick or air. She chose dick.
It was rather amusing to have a curvy Redhead sucking on her dick for a change. Watching those scarlet curls bob back and forth as such a sensitive part of her body disappeared between pout lips. Even if this girl wasn't the best at taking it in, this felt amazing. Sure being pleased as a woman felt more intense, especially when with someone who knew what they were doing. But being pleased as a man was more fun. Dinner and a show if you will.
The need for air finally outweighs the need for cock and the Redhead pulls away, coughing all the while. It's about time to get to the real fun anyway. Pulling the girl to her feet, Rosen pushed her against the wall. Their breasts pressed against tightly as their red hair bleeds into each other during a passionate kiss.
"I have to warn you," Rose said while kissing her neck. "I may be a man down there, but the rest of me is still all woman. The spread is still affecting me, just a little. I might have a hard time stopping."
"Then don't!" She moaned back. "Use my body until you're satisfied then use me more!"
Rosen entered her swiftly as they both stood there face to face. She gasped at both the size and suddenness. She began to lift a leg but Rosen forced it back down. She wanted to fuck standing, all legs on the floor, back arched as she thrusted upwards into her tight, spasming pussy. Rosen got an incredible view of her face as she came only a few seconds in. Then she came again, and again. Every 5 or 6 thrusts were enough to push her over the edge. Rosen hadn't seen so many O faces so rapidly since Sugar's heaviest heat cycle. No wonder they saved this for special occasions. If a woman was getting fucked like this every day they might just die from pleasure.
"H-harder! I want mooaAAhhhore!"
Rosen lifted both of the woman's legs, pinning her to the wall and forcing her open wide. She thrusted harder and faster, a loud smacking sound following each. Rosen's pout lips met the woman's ears. She nibbled the lobes and explored with her tongue.
"Harder! I want it HARDER!"
Rosen trusts harder. Had she made herself a set of balls they'd be getting pounded to dust by the harsh force. Still, her redheaded partner demanded it harder.
"Harder!"
That scream came from the left. Rosen turned to look, still pounding as she did. Nash was still sitting with the lizard kin sitting on his lap. She was turned away, riding him like a particularly unruly horse. Her fat, jiggling ass slapping down with heavy force made harder by Nash's large hands on her hips pulling her down with each drop.
"Orcs fuck harder then that!" She hissed. "Do me like an Elven Queen at your mercy! Mate me like I killed your brothers on the battlefield and you want to force me to bear children to replenish your ranks for conquest! Nothing more then breeding stock for yo-"
She was silenced by thick fingers around her throat squeezing the breath out of her. Nash truly went full Orc, raising the yellow lizard into the air and slamming so hard it would squash her fatty cheeks. Her tongue stuck out, mouth open, her face turning red from the lack of breath. A claw wrapped around Nash's hand, and pushed down, making him squeeze even tighter. So this is what they meant by harder. Rosen knew lizard kin liked it rough, just not this rough. Still, she is not one to disappoint.
Grabbing the woman's ankles she lifted them both up, pressing them against the wall and behind her ears. This woman wasn't flexible enough for a position like this, it must have hurt a lot. And she loved it.
The spread must have been working its way back to her head because Rosen stopped playing nice. She smacked the woman's ass, pulled on her tit, nibbled her neck and threatened to impale her womb with reckless desire. In all the excitement, Rosen realized too late how close she was. It's different this way. A pressure building in the hips threatening to break through. Her body moved frantically as it rapidly neared.
It's polite to warn your partner when you are planning to paint them white. Rosen wasn't feeling very polite. The only warning was Rosen sinking her teeth into the woman's neck and biting hard. She seemed to like that. She liked what came next even more.
As the first streak entered, something changed. The red head pulled her legs from behind her ears and wrapped them tightly around Rosen's waist. One arm gripped Rosen's back as the other squeezed her left cheek. She bit back, trying to pull Rosen in closer by the shoulder. She had Rosen in a full body vice grip. The submissive masochism replaced by a tight squeeze drawing her in.
It was all too much. Rosen shot gushing load after pulsing load. The woman's pussy was cumming 10 times a second causing her insides to become a seed swallowing machine. Every time Rosen thought she was out the sensations engulfing her lower half forced out more. She'd "milked" many a cock in her day. This was the first time it actually felt like being milked.
Then it all stopped. The tight grip across Rosen's entire body fell limp. Gently, with the woman's insides still twitching slightly, Rosen let her down on the floor. Only then did she realize the woman was unconscious. The continuous orgasms must have been too much for her.
Leaning her weight against the wall, Rosen wasn't doing that much better. It felt like she had lost a pint of water from all the sweat and another pint and a half in cum. There's a tap on her shoulder. Turing, she sees the Lizard kin holding up an earthen jug in offering. Rosen didn't even ask what was inside, quickly chugging several mouthfuls. Whatever it was, it was bitter. A herbal taste mixed with salty undertones.
"First time with Khdash?"
"Oh yeah." Rosen wiped the herbal liquid from her lips. "I'm better with marathons than sprints."
"Can tell, can tell." The Lizard laughed. "Orc male broken."
In the corner, Nash was splayed out across the seat. His lap was covered in both their liquids and his green manhood lay limp. There was a puddle of thick seed at his feet which trailed to where the Lizard currently stood, more flowing down her legs leaking endlessly. Nash was well know for his large loads, but this was at least 10 shots worth. Rosen remember how the Redhead wouldn't let her go, only being saved by her passing out. Given the Lizard still stands and Nash does not, he wasn't so lucky.
"How have you not killed all your men yet?"
She laughed hard and took a heavy swig.
"Males were always fewer. That why we have Whiptails. Like that one."
She pointed a yellow claw at the blonde woman in the corner. In all the excitement Rosen had completely forgotten about her. She'd been watching everything, touching herself as we selfishly enjoyed ourselves. Can't leave anyone so unsatisfied. Even if the effort might just kill her.
Rosen took her limp dick to the Blonde's face. She said nothing as the woman began to lick her clean. Lapping up every drop of white seed clinging to her tan skin. Despite herself, Rosen began to harden. As soon as her rod was spotless, she aimed the tip at the Blonde woman's lips. She wanted to get all the way up to give out a proper award.
Then the woman turned away.
"S-sorry." She stammered. "I've never… that is I've never wanted to, uh…"
"I tell you," The Lizard spoke again. "She Whiptail."
Rosen could only tilt her head in confusion.
"Ah, forgets myself. She is… what is Man kin word, Female whom only breed with Female."
"Oh, I see. So even with all those strong desires-"
"She no want Male Breed. It strange case. Much philosophizing. Want Male Seed, no want Male Flesh. Only taste for Female Flesh. Makes thinking, no?"
"So what do they do during these festivals?"
"This."
She wrapped her clawed hand around the Blonde's head and pulled her between her yellow legs. Sounds of sloppy slurping filled the room. Gulping down a gallon of fresh man milk from a scaly yellow cup. She hissed in satisfaction.
"You do this before."
Welp, nothing gets a tired cock up again like an adorable Blonde eating cum out of a thick lizard pussy.
"Has more for me?"
"Slow down, I saw what you did Nash and I'm less than half the man he is."
"Khdash make animal of most civilized. No last long. This all me."
Now cleaner, but not less coated in slick liquid, the Lizard dislodged the overly eager Blonde and strutted over to the wall. Bending over, showing off everything below her raised tail, looking back with those seductive orange eyes. Rosen had been with plenty of Lizard Kin, though not like this. This would be her first time experiencing their tightness. Tired or no, she was not going to miss the opportunity.
Placing herself behind the inviting entrance, Rosen took a moment to sample the goods. She plunged a finger inside and brought the taste to her lips. It's quite different from a Man or Animal kin. Slicker and more watery, with a kind of bitter taste. Some swear they taste better, others worse. All a matter of preference. What really matters is what they have on the inside.
Rosen placed one hand on a soft, heavy cheek as the other gripped the fat tail. She rubbed the tip against her yellow entrance, making sure to coat her lower half well. The Lizard wiggled her hips, pushing back against her. Enough teasing. Time to go all in.
At first, it was a bit disappointing. For creatures with such small slits and tight hips the first couple inches were very loose. Giving very little resistance as Rosen pushed inward. Then she hit a wall. At least it felt like that at first. Reminded Rosen of the last hymen she had busted. Though even that isn't the best comparison. There was a crease in the middle. Like a second set of lips on the inside that wouldn't open.
"Harder." she hissed. "Slow, but hard."
Rosen took the advice and began slowly increasing the pressure. Bit by bit, the crease seemed to widen. Rosen had to tighten her grip around the tail and waist. Had to plant her feet firmly and put all her strength in her lower half. Lizard Kin were often hard and aggressive lovers. Between this and the Swamp Pig it was starting to make sense why. It also explained why sometimes they'd be so gentle it was like making love to a plush doll. Can't exactly enjoy soft sex when you need to break a rock with your cock just to get in.
And in she got. It happened suddenly. Like a castle wall crumbling to the ground the inner crease released. Rosen's tan hips smacked hard against yellow, cushioned by her ample rear. They both gasped, the sensation filling their minds. It was tight. Unbelievably tight. Almost too tight in fact. Gripping the front half of Rosen's manhood with extreme closeness while her back half languished in a loose wetness. This was a whole new experience.
Rosen began to pull out. The wall-like crease began to close as she did. She had to push just as hard to get herself back in. It was sort of an awkward dance. Being forced out just to have to force her way back in. She started to think she was doing it wrong.
"So goods." The Lizard cooed. "Slow so goods. Press harder. Press deeper."
Guess she's doing something right after all. Rosen pushed even harder. Smooshing up against that pillowy ass to get as deep as she could reach. Savoring each tight inch. The yellow lizard huffed and hissed in time, becoming louder the deeper she was penetrated. How slow Rosen went didn't seem to matter. In fact she seems to like it slow. As long as it pressed hard and went all the way to the base, it was very goods.
Then the yellow lizard shouted. Her insides convulsed as clear liquid began pouring out. Claws scratched the wooden walls as she slid down, falling to all fours across the ground. Rosen stepped back so as to not be pulled down with her. Taking the moment to stare down at a satisfied lizard kin, face down and ass up on the floor, lying in her own juices. Rosen was still hard. Harder now than ever really. But you don't always get to finish in this industry.
"Breed." Her voice was low and sultry. "Nows time for Breed. Go fast. No stop till Breed."
She raised her tail high. Rosen smirked.
"Well if you insist."
As she lay on the floor, Rosen crawled on top placing her legs outside the clawed pair below. With her chest against a Yellow back, she aimed for that now intimately familiar wet spot and pushed. Rosen stopped holding anything back, pushing all the way to the back with one quick motion. Loud rhythmic slapping filling the small room. The wall-like crease had loosened, but the tight inner grip had not. With a bountiful cushion to plow against, Rosen was going as hard and as fast as she pleased. Fucking like a real Lizard kin.
All the teasing and false starts was starting to show its damage. Rosen wanted to keep going for as long as she could. Whole day if possible. But she could feel the build up coming near its end.
"Take it you Lizard slut! I will Breed You!"
Seed filled the fertile bed once again. Planted deep into the yellow ground beneath her. Rosen pulled out with a pop. Admiring her load dripping from her latest conquest. She quickly motioned for the Blonde woman to clean her up. Licking away the virile fluids from her quickly softening shaft.
Cleaning now done, pink magics shrouded her new body feature. It retracted away until gone. Leaving only her cleanly shaved womanhood without any hint of man.
"Well," Rosen stretched as she rose to her feet. "That was great fun. I needed that more than I thought. Guess I've been neglecting that side of myself. I'll have to get Blush to help me with that more often. You all can clean up on your own, right?"
She waved goodbye to the now snoring Nash, the twitching puddle of Lizard and the enthusiastic Blonde lapping up all the white remains.