Zoo Flu: Red Bird 4 - TG Caption

I giggled and ran further into the house, into his den. I followed the remnants of his scent to where it was strongest, where he slept, where he nested. I entered and a shadow momentarily darkened the doorway in my wake. He sniffed again and moved forward, shortening the distance between us. I kept my back turned, still inching away, making him work just a little harder, teasing him just a little bit more…

He was having none of that. The mountain moved up behind me, leaving me nowhere to go, pushing my body into a wall and holding me there. He pressed in, grinding himself against me. I was trapped with no escape, cold brick on one side and a hot wall of muscle on the other. I wouldn’t want it any other way, I thought, as I began to grind right back. He was hard and he was huge and I wanted him.

Reaching behind me, I helped free the impressive length from his pants, and he wasted no time plunging himself inside. This was the effect of my pheromones, of my teasing. He wasn’t the only one losing control. I was too far gone at this point for any type of foreplay. We were reduced to horny animals, and like two horny animals, all we wanted to do was fuck. I pushed back, wanting, demanding more. He came in seconds, not that it mattered. He stayed hard and never stopped grunting as he thrust relentlessly. It still wasn’t enough. I wanted more!

Using all my strength to push us both away from the wall, I forced him back, tripping him over the edge of the bed. He landed hard, huge wet cock raised like a flag into the air. Mine! I crawled up his body on hands and knees and begin to bathe him with my tongue, luxuriating in our combined flavor. Some part of me was thankfully conscious of the beak on my face so I was sure to be careful. When I’d had my fill, I crawled the rest of the way up and spread my legs, opening myself to him again, before slowly sliding down his still hard length, impaling myself to the hilt. We began again and it was deeper, even more intense. This was it. This was what I needed. I rode faster, squeezed my muscles tighter. I wanted it all. I wanted him. I WANTED TO BE BRED!

I cried out in orgasm, human voice and bird-like trills mingling in a cacophony. He grabbed my hips, stopping my motion as he forced me down while thrusting up in a desperate, survival-fueled attempt to plant his seed as deeply as possible. My body agreed, opening itself to him, greedy to drink in everything he had to offer. We reached the point of no return together, and crossed it. He exploded again, gushing scalding heat into my core. He filled me and our combined fluids spilled out, soaking us both. Still, he didn’t stop. He thrust and pumped and my pussy spasmed and pulled, wanting more, always wanting more. Finally… Finally we slowed. Utterly spent, I lowered myself to his chest, resting my head and listening to his heartbeat, having never felt so satisfied in my entire life. All I wanted to do was slee-

“So uhh… what’s your name?” he asked.

“Shhh,” I responded, not unkindly, too exhausted for anything else.

“Ok,” he said, and wrapped me in his arms. Exhaustion dragged me down to a sleep filled happy dreams of my first nest and all the eggs I would fill it with.