Coye Vol 3 Ch 16

From what he’d overheard about loudmouth adventurers in the Guild bragging loudly about taking women’s maidenheads, Coye assumed that a girl’s hymen broke when enough pressure was applied. In most cases, that would be correct, but that wasn’t where he found himself. Instead, Coye stood behind Byng’s sumptuous ass with both hands sinking deep into its flesh, grunting as his cockhead slammed against a barrier about an inch deep inside her otherwise welcoming hole.

Coye was beyond frustrated. He was so terribly, terribly turned on after giving Byng back-to-back orgasms and eating her raw that he needed relief. More than that, he wanted to consummate his new relationship with Byng.

Every excruciating second he spent lingering outside of her depths only increased his immeasurable disappointment.

Why wasn’t this working? Coye wanted more- needed it, in fact. Yet it wasn’t happening no matter how hard he pushed, shoved, and prodded. Byng’s ass was growing red from just how painfully firm he squeezed it, trying to pull every bit of leverage from it that he could.

It got so bad that after a while of trying, Coye pulled away and leaned over, panting in an attempt to catch his breath.

“Gods... damn it...!” The boy swore, angered over having been denied his prize.

Byng looked back at him, a significant frown on her face. “I told you that you were gonna have to be rough with me.”

“T-That’s an understatement!” He shook his head in disbelief. “How in the hell is this supposed to work?”

“It should be the same as any other pussy once you get in there, mostly...” Byng shrugged. “C’mon, Coye. Aren’t you a big, strong silver-ranked adventurer? Bust out some of your muscles and pound your way through!” She teased, trying to make the most of an awkward situation.

The reality was that Byng’s body was allegedly built for having sex with Orcs- who would have no problem breaking through her hymen.

Coye’s dick wasn’t small, and he wasn’t weak by any means, but the anatomy didn’t match up. Then again, his anatomy didn’t match up with Shayla’s, and they didn’t let that get in their way. Why should Byng be any different?

Realistically speaking, Byng should be easier to ‘get into’ than it was with a Pixie- there were options.

“How rough do you mind if I get, Byng?” Coye asked as he took a deep breath, readying himself for what came next.

“Do whatever you gotta do to break her in,” Byng looked back and gave him an apprehensive yet reassuring grin. “It’s really just this first hurdle we gotta get past. You just need to really get in there, and...”

Coye closed his eyes and observed the flow of energy circulating throughout his powerful, well-trained body. He’d never done what he was about to attempt before, but theoretically, he saw no reason it wouldn’t be possible. This wasn’t something that could be done recreationally- it would almost certainly harm the girl who was on the receiving end... but... given Byng’s impenetrable barrier, Coye assumed this would be an exception. Besides, she did say to use whatever worked, didn't she?

He pulled his hips back as he began to redirect his power, instantly signaling what he intended to do to the girl.

“Oh, fuck-” Byng gulped, her pupils turning into pinpricks. “Let’s hope this works, short-stuff...”

“It should,” Coye doubled down, hyping himself up.

He then poured his energies into his erect cock for the first time in his life, mentally preparing himself for how this would go down. Would the Art work the same way that it usually did? Would it take something special to apply it to a different body part other than his arm? Coye didn’t know, and his only option was to try and find out.

Byng felt great power building up at the base of her pussy, so much that it practically echoed through her. She’d seen him use this Art multiple times today, and never in her wildest dreams did she imagine she’d end up as its target. Yet, here she was, about to be impaled by Coye’s Double Strike-infused dick.

Coye gritted his teeth and struck forward.

A shrill scream burst into the tent as Coye’s thick rod did what it was made to do- piercing straight through Byng’s virginity. There was no time to celebrate, however. The sheer force of his powerful thrust didn’t end until Coye had utterly bottomed out, barreling to the furthest reaches of Byng’s unused pussy and battering against the entrance to her womb.

“GAH-” Byng shouted.

“AH!” Coye did the same.

Now that he was fully lodged inside his newest lover, Coye had every right to call her out on her bullshit. Things were most certainly not like ‘every other cunt’ in there. Granted, Coye didn’t have much experience. Still, neither Suzette nor Shayla had what felt like hundreds of ridged folds running along their walls, dragging considerably against his cock with every motion. On top of that, Byng was undoubtedly the wettest of his lovers, and she was unbelievably tight. There was no chance of Coye being able to hold back.

Not like this.

As his thick cock expanded the pulsating walls of Byng’s strained sheathe, Coye’s manhood erupted in a tremendous burst of sudden pleasure. He began cumming like an incubus unleashed as if his soul was leaving his body through his urethra. He arched his back and grabbed Byng’s ass even harder for dear life as his balls surged with continual vigor, filling his harasser-turned-lover with nigh endless waves of his burning, heavy seed right into her deepest core.

Despite expectations, Byng’s virginity loss didn’t bring the girl any pain. Not enough for it to come close to the pleasure she felt, that is. Her pussy rewarded her for finding a mate by giving Byng a rapturous orgasm as he tore into her and emptied a titanic load inside her quivering cunt.

This was what her instincts craved for so, so long- to be taken and potentially bred by a powerful male who was one hundred percent her type. It was everything she had dreamed of and more. Having Coye buried inside up to his hilt felt so right, so amazing, that it was all she could do not to give in and lose herself to orgasmic joy once and for all.

His cumshot seemed to last longer than time itself, but once it finally did dry up, Coye was exhausted. He bent over and embraced Byng from behind, reclining his torso against her arched back while remaining embedded within her pussy in a still mostly erect state. He panted for air, feeling so overwhelmed that it was like he had an out-of-body experience.

“Byng...” Coye struggled to groan out loud, mouthing his satisfaction. “You’re... t-this is...”

Byng was coming down from her own heights, and she looked back at him with a weary grin. “What? I told you it might be a little diff... different... didn’t... I?”

“Your pussy is more than a ‘little’ different... it’s... Gods, Byng...” he sighed out of a deep sense of contentment.

“Hey, I’m just surprised you’re still so hard after all that! Gahaha!” Byng gave him a round of her typical cackling, although it had an unintended side effect. Laughing tightened the core muscles, leading to Coye’s cock being constricted between each round.

It took the boy entirely by surprise, and he shut his eyes and gritted his teeth to deal with the sudden onset of pleasure.

Once it was manageable, Coye told the girl with more than a little bit of manly pride, “Aside from my first shot or two, I... I have pretty high stamina... I don’t know how far I can go, but I’ve reached five or six shots before...”

“Really now?” She raised an eyebrow, intrigued. Some habits die hard- it sounded to Byng like this was an excellent opportunity to mess with him. “Then I guess you wouldn’t mind if I did... this!” Byng teased, rearing her hips backward in an attempt to dislodge his cock from her clenching sleeve.

The effort was in vain, as it only gave way by an inch or two. It turned out the combined drag of her folds, and the frantic natural sucking of her pussy made pulling out an even more difficult chore than penetrating it. If she weren’t as wet as she was and drenched from within by copious amounts of his semen, Coye doubted he would have been able to remove himself at all.

Even if he only came out a little bit, Coye still reacted significantly to Byng’s little prank. “Ahhh! B-Byng! Don’t... do... that...!” He begged, fighting against the pleasure her snug little hole brought him.

The girl snickered in response, offering only a meager and sarcastic sounding, “Sorry,” as a response. “Take as long as you need, but feel free to start moving whenever you’re ready, short-stuff! Where’d all that animalistic passion of yours go, huh?”

“It’s on cooldown,” he groaned.

“Hmmmm, I see, I see...” Byng nodded along until she was no longer able to resist again. She was raring to go, and she showed it by pulling back her hips harder than she did before and slamming her ass backward onto his pelvis, reinserting his now fully enlarged cock all the way in again, hard enough for there to be a loud smacking sound.

“AH- D-Damn it, Byng...!” Coye whined, pulling himself up to handle her ass again and keep her in place. “What did I just say?!”

“I believe you said you were gonna fuck me up and put me in my place, though that might just be selective memory...” Byng smirked back at him- the expression of love, lust, and pure hunger was too much for Coye. He had to start moving and attempt to get used to her unique pussy feel as soon as possible.

Coye clutched onto Byng’s hips, gritted his teeth, and started working on removing his erectness from his lover’s warm, wet embrace. Even after having cum twice so far, he already knew this would be an uphill battle he had little chance of winning. This pussy was allegedly sculpted by a sex Goddess to thoroughly milk cocks down to the last drop- and it showed.

He’d managed to wedge himself further out through sheer effort and determination, gaining an inch here and another there. After a minute or so of pleasurable fussing around with it, Coye could finally dislodge himself in his entirety. As he did, his lustful eyes watched and took note as his first load trickled out of her in thick globs and streams, trailing onto the pelts below.

Given that Coye was in the typical sex-drunk state he so often devolved to, it didn’t even occur to him that he’d creampied yet another girl without asking if they were on Succu-Bye. Like a true man, he only cared about getting straight back in there and pumping out even more.

With no hymen in his way to block him, Coye thrust his cock straight back to the end of Byng’s channel in one go. Leaving really was the hard part. Her folds seemed to purposefully strangle and grasp the rim of his cockhead like an angry fist, catching it and nearly hooking it in place as he tried to pull out.

As more time passed, Coye learned to pry himself free more efficiently. This resulted in him starting a slow and steady rhythm of pumping his thick cock in and out of Byng’s lower lips- and the girl loved every last second of it.

That being said, she desired more. The thrusting was slow, and even though she knew it had to be, Byng was eager to skip past the awkward fumbling stage of things and move onto the getting absolutely railed stage.

“C’mon, short-stuff... you can be even rougher with me, y’know! I’m- gah... not some delicate little flower!” She chided him, throwing in a roll of her hips to emphasize her point.

“Ahh- Byng, I... I don’t think I can do that yet...” he whined, feeling sorry he couldn’t yet give the girl what she desired. “It’s so hard to have sex with you with... without cumming real fast...!”

Disappointed but not one to turn down the chance to absorb some praise, Byng lit up at how good she made him feel. “You... mn- you must really like that shit, huh?”

“You have... ahh... no... idea...” Coye whimpered, forcing himself to hit a deeper spot at a hard angle within her, earning a shriek of joy from his lover.

“Glad to hear it, but y’know there are other ways you could be rough with me in the- mn- meantime... right?”

“What do you mean...?” Coye asked, his innocence winning out once again.

“My ass, Coye. Give it a nice, hard slap!” Byng suggested, wiggling and jiggling the butt in question to gain his attention. This came with the added bonus of dragging his cock all around her ridged folds, making the proposition impossible to ignore. “Look at it! C’mon, it’s so big, fat, and round... perfect for just going to town on, gahaha!”

Coye gulped and stared at her, looking where his hands were already clasped around her supple flesh. He was glad that Shayla was asleep because she would almost certainly make fun of him for what he was about to say.

“I-I don’t... I don’t know if I can do that. Hitting a woman is just-”

“Hey, it’ll be fine! Ngh- some girls love it, and I’m asking you for it, so what’s the problem?” Byng grunted as Coye’s cock twitched in defiance inside her wet hole.

His mind told him he could never purposefully strike a girl, but his dick said to him that chivalry was dead. That was all it took to break his rapidly loosening moral code. In the end, he reared his right hand and gazed into her thick, slappable cheeks. There were already red hand marks from how hard he gripped her, so he figured this wouldn’t make much of a difference anyway.

She really was asking for it. Her ass was begging- calling out for his hand, and Coye chose to answer.

He lifted his palm and smacked her awaiting cheek, groaning as she clenched down on his rod in response. That being said, his spanking was weak and hardly damaged her, thanks to Byng’s gratuitous padding. She let out an initial yelp but then grumbled in disappointment as she looked back at him and frowned.

“You call that a slap? Put some effort into it, and don’t even worry about hurting me!” Byng growled at him, a fire in her eyes. Given that this came off as more of a demand and less of a request, the naturally submissive boy found it much easier to comply.

“Like this?” He asked, pulling his hand back a second time and bringing it down on her with intensity. The smacking sound echoed into the tent and brought Byng a stinging pleasure, her big, green ass jiggling, rippling, and reddening from the point of contact.

Byng was much more satisfied, letting out an even sharper cry of delight as she shouted, “Gah! Fuck yeahhhh- t-that’s much better...!” Then, she smashed her hips against his own to reward him for his efforts. “More! Don’t pussy out now. Spank that ass RAW!”

Coye cried as he bottomed out, feeling his excitement and blood boil over as he delivered another powerful slap to the awaiting Gengaggi. The thrill he experienced deepened every time he repeated the process, and he no longer had any reservations after the fifth spanking.

With every slap, Coye lost control over himself, fucking her tight pussy harder and harder to match. That primal side Byng was questioning about expressed itself once again, the boy devolving into a series of whines and grunts as he sawed in and out of her while roughing up her ass cheeks with reckless abandon.

“Byng...!” Coye shouted and delivered the strongest spanking yet, his heart racing like mad as red-hot blood surged through every part of his body.

“Fuck- so good! You’re doing so gooood!” Her neck gave out, and she laid her head down against the mattress, her fangs momentarily biting down roughly on the pelt beneath her. Byng let go to moan again just as soon as he reared his entire cock out of her and rammed it right back in. “Gahhh- y-you’re gonna fucking cum soon, aren’t you?!”

“Yessss-” the lustful boy groaned, hammering away until he was all but battering the poor girl’s womb- every stroke bringing him closer to the edge than ever before. Willpower was the only reason he could last this long, and he knew it wouldn’t hold up forever.

“Don’t stop, then! Harder! Fuck me harder!” Byng growled, her body growing mad with desire now that the boy was finally giving her the rough sex she craved. “D-Don’t worry about spanking me, gahhh...! Just... fuck that fucking cunt until I can’t feel my legs!”

Coye closed his eyes in a dreamlike trance, focusing entirely on giving the girl whatever she desired. Doing so was much easier now. Byng’s pussy had loosened just enough from their violent coupling to make pulling out somewhat easier while retaining all of its other numerous benefits, allowing him to carve himself into her with greater intensity.

Every thrust still walked the razor’s edge, and if he wasn’t careful, Coye would cum at any moment. He needed even more leverage to drive her crazy, so Coye placed his trust in his instincts and got a little daring.

Hunching over her spine, he took his hands away from her succulent ass and brought them to her sturdy shoulders. Coye grasped them tight, pinning Byng to the ground and keeping himself sturdy above her. With his legs spread wide around each side of her hips, this unique position allowed him to rail the girl with a feverish power and intensity he’d never known was even possible.

For what it was worth, Byng was thrilled, stunned, and lost to the pleasure. She screamed as he forcibly stretched her tight, quivering lips with every thrust. If all that somehow wasn’t enough for her, Coye’s heavy balls swung against her tender clit as he hammered himself into her from behind.

Neither of them could handle going at it like this for much longer.

Coye was the first to lose composure, screaming as he drove himself inside one last time. He began filling his lover’s thirsting cunt once again with another of his thick loads, only this time, she was so stuffed that it overflowed faster, and Coye could feel it trickling out of her as he continued shooting off endless streams.

Byng wasn’t long behind, their orgasms happening in near-perfect sync. Proving that Coye wasn’t the only one with nigh-unlimited fluids to dispense, her messy juices gushed out of her as she came. As much as he loved drinking these down, Coye was obsessed with how it felt for Byng to cum against his cock. It was like he was immersed in a warm bath, complete with a milking massage thanks to the frequent contractions. Every aspect of her pleasure served only to push his climax to the absolute limit.

By the time he was done, Coye felt like his dick had just finished going ten rounds with a dragon. He groaned deeply as they both came down from their respective heights, sliding his still-thick cock out of a hole that seemed dead set on never letting him go. Once it finally gave him some slack and stopped clamping down on him, Coye fell backward onto the pile of pelts.

Byng fared little better, remaining frozen in place as her ass pointed into the sky while her upper half was sprawled across the ground. From here, Coye watched as a veritable waterfall of his cum cascaded out from between her twitching, swollen lips. It was a fantastic sight, but the longer he stared, the more something seemed off to him.

“Gods, damn it all...!” Coye groaned and slapped his palm against his forehead.

Byng laid down properly and turned to face him. “What’s the matter, short-stuff?” Then, she lifted one leg up and pulled open her pussy with a devilish grin. “Don’t you like the view? Gahaha!”

Coye did, in fact, like the view. He was transfixed by the sight until he forced himself to focus. “T-That’s beside the point. I came inside of you. Twice.”

“Oh, yeah...” Byng scratched her chin. “Funny. I hadn’t noticed.”

Her sarcasm didn’t register, as he was too panicked. “I can’t believe this happened again,” Coye said, hanging his head in shame.

“What, did you cream Suz’ without making sure she was on birth control?”

“Um,” Coye’s gaze averted her scrutiny, prompting a little laugh from Byng.

“Right. Either way, chill out. If it makes you feel any better, it’s not like we can even have kids. We’re really different species from each other.” Byng told him, her voice drifting off and becoming distant as she looked off to the side.

“Wait... really?” Coye asked, though his voice sounded a little more disappointed than expected.

Unable to keep a straight face, Byng’s cheeks puffed out as she failed miserably to hold back a massive outburst of laughter. It escaped from her, in the end, and she told him, “Gahahaha! Nah, for real, short-stuff... I’m totally pregnant right now. Gengaggi are so fucking fertile. Just about anything can knock us up!”

“BYNG!” Coye looked at her in horror, his heart racing and sweat pooling down his brow.

“Hey, if you weren’t ready for the repercussions, you could’ve pulled out at any time!” She smirked.

“But...” Coye stammered, bit his lower lip, and looked away in shame. “It feels really good...” he stated, offering the most hedonistic defense he had.

“It sure does, Daddy. Gahahaha!”

“Da... D-D-Dad... dy...?” A thousand thoughts rushed through Coye’s head, and he looked so panicked that Byng decided to end her jape and grant the boy some pity.

“Well, you would be a daddy if I hadn’t snatched one of those Succu-Bye potions that Suz was telling me about while she was taking care of you. Did I forget to bring that up?” She tilted her head, smiling with faux innocence.

Coye’s jaw hung open, his sweat subsided, and he laid back against the pile of pelts. He covered his embarrassed face with his hands and asked, “You’re never going to stop teasing me, are you?”

“I’ll stop as soon as you stop secretly liking it, gahaha!”

“Ngh-” Coye whined, pretending to pay the girl no mind.

“Hey, hey! It’s ok, short-stuff! I might not be able to stop myself, but I do know how to make it up to you...” Byng said as she sat up and started to crawl toward Coye.

Unable to deny his interest, Coye peeked through a gap in his fingers and looked down at her. “Oh?”

“Mhmm. Having you on top was fun and all, but I think it’s time we start having some real fun...” she teased, her voice growing low and husky.

Before Coye could express his interest, his cock did all the talking for him. It was already back to its full vigor- his strange condition proving stronger than anything Byng had yet dished out. He was overtaken by surprise as soon as he felt the presence of a long, hot tongue snaking its way around his tip.

“Ahhh-” Coye jerked back, propping his body up with his elbows so he could get a better view. What he saw was the mischievous, beautiful Gengaggi sprawled out along the ground, looking at him with impish eyes as she began servicing his manhood.

Her tongue was so long- at least seven inches- and Byng wasn’t afraid to use it. She had the hot, wet muscle coiled around half of his cock in only a few moments. She filled the air with hot and breathy moans, licking and encircling his pulsating length. As she coated him in her saliva, she bobbed her head down, resulting in the coil reaching down to his base where the tip could run along the surface of his balls.

She stroked him like this several times, rejoicing in each of his girlish moans. Deciding to tease a little harder, she loudly retracted her tongue back into her mouth, making a delightful slurping noise as it snaked across his turgid flesh. Once it was back in its home, she licked her lips and gave him a lusty gaze.

“Damn, short-stuff... you taste so... so fucking good covered in your cum and my pussy juice...” Byng moaned, exaggerating things the way she knew her man would love to hear.

Coye was weak, just as anyone else would be, after hearing such nasty, downright slutty words in such a lewd voice. “Oh, Gods, Byng...!” he whined, his cock pulsing from the absence of Byng’s pleasurable muscle.

“What’s the matter, you want some more...?” Byng tilted her head, then grabbed the base of his cock with her little hand. She gave it a firm squeeze, a single jerk, and then dropped the tip of her tongue to flick across his urethra light enough to drive him mad with want.

“Ah- yess... yes, I want more... b-but... don’t go thinking I’m easy enough that all it takes is a blowjob for me to forgive you for that little joke of yours!” Coye declared, trying his absolute best to come off as upset.

Byng had no chance of taking him seriously. Not when she had a clear view of the glimmering expectation in his bright, blue eyes and the drool that trickled down his chin.

“Yeah? I guess we’ll see about that...” she giggled, then sped up the way she stroked him as she finally returned her tongue onto his cock, gracing it with even more mindless pleasure.

Coye moaned once and then even more passionately as Byng surprised him by lowering her luscious lips against his tip. Kissing his crown, she soon escalated by taking him into her mouth. His self-preservation instincts sent a brief cringe of fear running through him.

He’d spent the day admiring Byng’s sharp teeth, every smile of hers working its way into his heart, but he didn’t initially welcome having them anywhere near his dick.

This caution proved unnecessary, as her fangs were much blunter than they appeared. If anything, the way that they lightly scraped him from above added a unique sensation into the mix that was incredible in a new way. They were just present enough to be noticeable but not enough to cause him any form of discomfort. Soon, Coye’s head lounged backward, and he was lost in how overwhelming the feeling became.

He couldn’t even bring himself to watch as she worked on him- he simply closed his eyes and trusted her to do her thing. Much to Byng’s delight, he rewarded her efforts with adorable, girlish moans every so often. Sadly, she wasn’t aiming to linger for very long.

As easy as it would be for her to take things further and explore the full potential of what she could accomplish with her mouth, Byng was only there to take a quick taste before moving on to the next round of fun. Her last orgasm was mighty powerful, and she’d needed a few minutes to recuperate.

Once she considered herself recovered, Byng loudly pulled Coye out of her mouth. She made a show of it, purposefully making as many lewd little noises as possible as she retracted her lips and slithering tongue from the boy.

Coye looked up with a confused expression that showed his immense displeasure. He frowned, whining adorably as he asked, “H-Hey, why did you stop...?”

Byng rolled her eyes at him, then gave him a smile that could only be described as evil, plain and simple. “Because we’re moving onto bigger and better things, short-stuff. Trust me- when you see what I have in mind, you’re gonna wish I started sooner!”

Coye couldn’t hide his interest. He was eager to try new things, and from the way Byng talked about it, this sounded like it would be something special. “Um, alright. What do you need me to do?”

“I need you to sit there and keep being cute while I fuck your shit up,” Byng licked her lips, stood up, and reached over to grasp both of Coye’s ankles firmly. “Think you can handle that?”

“Y-Yes...?” Coye gulped, anxious and excited over whatever she had in store for him.

“Damn right you can,” Byng cackled and pushed back on his ankles, folding his legs backward far enough for his knees to touch down on his chest and for his feet to dangle near his head.

Coye wasn’t sure where this was going but found it embarrassing thus far... in a good way. This pose made him feel like a girl- if he had a pussy, it would be splayed open for the world to see. Instead, his rock-hard cock stood proudly pointed at the sky as if in celebration of the compromising pose.

He was equal parts terrified and excited over what would happen next.

Byng stood over him and squatted, planting her feet on both sides of his hips while holding onto his ankles for stability. Gone was the devilish smile. Now, Byng’s face was that of a predator.

Coye experienced a pleasant chill run down his spine as she looked down at him with an immense and primal hunger rivaling the expressions he made in his most profound states of drunken lust.

“I’ve wanted to do this to you for so fucking long, short-stuff...” Byng whispered in her low, scratchy voice that trembled with anticipation as she expressed her innermost desires.

“And... um... what exactly is ‘this’...?” Coye asked, still out of the loop.

“Well, I don’t know what they call it in your language...” Byng shrugged. “All I know is that this is seen as the most humiliating pose an Orc male can ever be subjected to. If a female Orc can pin someone like this and ride him to completion, it means she’s completely subjugated him, and the man will never be respected among his peers again...!”

“Y-You’re scaring me, Byng...” Coye uttered, his poor little heart racing with excitement. There was a quiver of interest in his voice- betraying his inner thoughts.

“Don’t be scared,” Byng laughed. “I’m already yours, short-stuff. Surely you don’t mind a little roleplay, do you?”

Coye blushed but shook his head left and right, smiling up at his lover with genuine enthusiasm. “No, I guess not. I’ll do anything if it makes you happy, Byng...”

“Heh, no wonder you’re so popular with an attitude like that!” Byng observed, reaching down with her hand to correctly angle his big, red cockhead at the well-fucked entrance to her tight sex sleeve.

Even after cumming his brains out multiple times over, it occurred to Byng that Coye seemed a little bit harder than he had been before. No doubt it showed just how excited he was to be dominated by her, that little pervert. It was all the same to her- she loved his excitement and felt proud of herself for inspiring it in him.

“I’m gonna fuck you like a girl now and make you my cute little bitch, short-stuff...!” Byng growled at him, barely holding back the lust pooling in her mouth as she licked her lips and pressed down- her lower lips spreading around his tip.

“N-No... please... don’t...!” Coye recoiled in an attempt to roleplay, which unfortunately came off in the least convincing way possible.

Byng had to hold back her laughter at his poor acting capabilities, but she was into it enough not to care about total immersion.

“If you really don’t want this, then why is this fat cock of yours so fucking hard, huh?” She asked, rubbing his length along her lips from the outside and circling the tip purposefully against her pointy clit.

“I-I can’t help it...!” The poor boy whimpered, his breathing growing ragged as more pleasure was teased just out of reach. “You’re too beautiful, Byng! I... I love everything about your body that I can’t help the way I react to it, even when you take control and use me...!”

“Gah-” Byng looked away, face reddening. His words struck a chord in her, making it somewhat challenging to continue with a straight face. She was drooling onto his stiff dick at this point, and roleplay or not, she needed it in her.

Trying to make up for her fleeting moment of weakness, Byng got back on track as she summoned up a threatening tone and hissed, “Well, if that’s the case, then tell me how bad you want me to fuck you like this!”

“Byng, no!” Coye resisted, weakly wiggling his body underneath her as she held him in place. Of course, he made sure that his cock slid just a little bit inside her as he did. “I-I won’t forgive you…!” He declared, fooling nobody.

“Oh no, how will I ever live with myself? Besides, if you really don’t want this… then why are you already trying to shove yourself into me? Admit it! You want to get fucked like a girl!”

“No!” He insisted, although his face suggested otherwise.

“Say it, or I’m gonna stop right here!” Byng threatened, showing she meant business by lifting her hips away from him.

A pitiful horror dawned on Coye, and he was suddenly desperate for Byng’s further attention. “Wait, wait! I’ll… I’ll say it, I promise…!”

Satisfied, Byng smirked and lowered her hips again, returning his needy dick to contact with her steaming cunt. “That’s more like it, gahaha! Go on then. I’m waiting!”

“Ngh…” Coye sucked in a sharp breath of air, desperate to steady his nerves.

Admitting to himself that he wanted to be dominated was one thing, actually saying it out loud was another. Even so, the boy knew that doing so would reward him with pleasures of the flesh and a chill of perverse recognition that would feel just as good. His choice was clear.

“Please, Byng…! Fuck me hard in this... this humiliating pose! Show me what it’s like to get fucked like a girl!” Coye begged, his voice wavering and packed to bursting with conflicting emotions.

As he looked up at Byng, he couldn’t hide the truth any longer- if ever he could. This was what he wanted all along. Something about having a woman in charge, making all the decisions, and showing him a good time just activated some part of his brain that told him ‘yes, Gods, yes’ in a way that topping didn’t do for him.

Coye could do both, but he was born to be a bottom.

Byng recognized this and was more than happy to indulge Coye in his fantasies, especially since hers were complimentary.

“There you go, short-stuff! Was that so hard?” Byng cackled as she dropped her tight cunt down onto his cock with enormous power. It only swallowed the first few inches because of how inexperienced they were with this unique angle, but the pair of lovers felt the effects to an immense degree.

Both of them moaned at the top of their voices. Byng gripped his ankles tight, digging her claws into his baby-smooth skin as Coye continued to whine. He instinctively rolled his hips up into her, his insistence earning him another inch or so of terrific, warm, tight flesh as his dominant lover's pussy stretched to accommodate him.

“Ah, fuck!” Coye tensed his body, struggling with all his strength not to blow right then and there. It was an arduous task for his body, given all it had gone through. The recent blowjob was already pushing it, and now he had to deal with the thrill of total domination. Still, he managed to pull through by the skin of his teeth.

For her part, Byng was intent on not giving him any slack.

After much trial and error, the girl shoved his stiff manhood inside her until her lower lips kissed its pulsating base. Once there, she pulled out and tested the method several times to ensure she had it down. Sure enough, Byng had figured out the trick and began using a not too fast yet not too slow rhythm as she took him.

Byng experienced a deep and intense joy as she watched Coye. Every other moment his face contorted into something more perverted and lewd than the last. His messy enjoyment matched the detailed yet exaggerated artwork of the comics Byng had enjoyed so many times in her youth, making her feel like she had fallen into a dream come true.

Yet, this wasn’t a comic.

It was actually happening right now, right before her eyes. She was fucking him in the amazon position, and Coye was losing his delicate little mind all because of her. Even though this day had been so stressful for Byng, this outcome made up for every little thing that happened.

Basking in her happiness, Byng mixed things up and shifted between two alternate modes. First, there were slow strokes that purposefully dragged him out of her pussy inch by inch, ensuring his cock head scrapes against the maximum amount of her seemingly endless rigid folds. Then, there were strokes that amounted to little more than outright pounding their pelvises together.

The amazon position still wasn’t the most practical, but the more Byng tested the limits and rocked her hips back and forth at different speeds, the more both parties felt pleasure like they had never dreamed possible.

Coye was getting off on the fantasy of being taken advantage of by the mighty huntress, while the huntress herself was getting off on that exact same fantasy. They fit together oh so well, in a way that surely would have inspired jealousy in Shayla’s eyes if she was awake enough to witness their coupling.

Powering through an inflated ego and grunting at every step, Byng growled, “Tell me how much you like this- ah- getting… ngh- humiliated and fucked like a girl even though you’re a man!”

To drive her demand home, she smashed her hips down onto his as hard as she could, eliciting one of the loudest moans Coye had expressed the entire night so far.

“I… I can’t!” Coye whimpered as he turned his face away in shame, too many thoughts whirring through his hazy mind for him to make any sense of them.

“Gah- I know I didn’t fucking stutter. You heard me! You better say it if you know what’s good for you, short-stuff!” Byng reiterated, her voice growing fiercer as she snapped at him amid what felt like a nonstop assault with her unbearably tight pussy stroking its way up and down his quivering shaft.

Coye couldn’t say anything back. The boy was losing himself with every one of her movements. Things were so intense that he couldn’t even buck up into her. Not if he didn’t want to risk pulling the trigger.

Byng took this as a sign of defiance, so as punishment, she stopped rolling her hips, sighed, and pulled him almost entirely out of her slit in a long, drawn-out fashion.

“So that’s how it’s going to be, huh? Fine. Your choice. If you don’t want me to keep fucking you, I’ll just go ahead and stop.” She mumbled, tilting her gaze off to the side, feigning disinterest and punctuating it with a disappointed shake of her head.

“N-No!” Coye called out in no time at all. His expression was needy, pathetic, even. Once the source of pleasure had been removed from him, there was just about nothing he wouldn’t do to get it back when he was in a state like this.

“Please, don’t stop! I’ll say it! I’ll say whatever you want!”

“Oh? Will you, now?” Byng grinned, stifling back a grand series of laughs over how quick he was to submit. “Geez, you’re like a little kid. If you want more, then you need to ask for it. Don’t keep me waiting, now! Gahaha!”

Coye’s nerves were acting up to a brand new degree of intensity. His stomach fluttered as he struggled against what little remained of his pride and reservations, grasping at straws to find the right way to express himself and his deepest desires.

He would’ve never expected himself to be capable of saying even half the terribly lewd responses that his mind had conjured, but the truth is that he had already learned how weak he was when it came to sex. No matter what sort of humiliating thing Byng wanted, he would say it.

Deciding to leave the matter up to his instincts, Coye blurted out whichever of his running thoughts made it to the surface first. “Please, keep going, Byng! My dick… my dick feels so good when you use me like this!”

“Like what, exactly? You sure aren’t being very specific…” Byng narrowed her eyes as she looked down at him with a teasing grin. “Don’t be shy. What have we said about being honest with ourselves, huh?”

“Like a… um…” Coye closed his eyes and panicked. Dirty talking wasn’t a strong suit for the socially inept boy, and his own imagination was limited in terms of the self-deprecating words he could think of. He knew Byng wouldn’t give him what he wanted unless it was a good one, too.

Just as all hope seemed lost, a word came to him. A dirty word- a word he never would’ve thought to describe himself as. Capitalizing on this flash of inspiration, Coye resolved to satisfy Byng’s demand.

“When you use me like a dirty slut!” Coye declared, pleasure winning out the eternal battle over his shame.

Byng’s jaw fell as he put himself down to such an embarrassing degree. She never thought he had it in him to go that far, and it pleased her that he was comfortable saying such things. There was no way the Gengaggi would forget about the time Coye called himself a dirty slut just so she would keep fucking him anytime soon- the words were etched into the memory of her soul now and forever more.

“Good slut,” she cackled. To return her part of the bargain, Byng performed a powerful downward smash of her needy slit down to his base. Her arousal was running rampant, clenching tighter by the moment as her massive ass cheeks clapped together from the sheer velocity with which she fucked him.

“Such a good… fucking… slut…!” She howled, her perky breasts bouncing up and down in time with her amazon thrusting. “Hurry up and cum again for me one last time, you slutty little pretty boy!”

“Yes,” Coye whined, already well on his way to doing so. “Yes, yes, yes! Byngggg- cuh- cuh- cumminggg…!! AH-”

The boy lost what little control he had left.

His head sank backward fully into the pile of pelts, his eyes clenched shut as he felt everything leaving him all at once. His balls tightened up, receding into his body as his thoroughly pleasured cock fired off one last round of thick, continual streams right into the depths of Byng’s loving warmth.

Both his cock and his dirty talk were more than enough to get Byng to where she needed to go, as well. She joined him in bliss, her orgasm leading her to clench and clench and clench some more- strangling his manhood at its most sensitive moment, ensuring that she had done her best to drain Coye’s balls dry.

He couldn’t say how long it took him to finish. His vision was blank, his body covered in sweat, and his heart full to bursting with satisfaction and love. Now, he laid limp and dormant on the ground without the will to move so much as a muscle.

“Fucking… Gods…” Byng groaned once the contractions and seizures of her latest climax simmered down. She rose off Coye’s spent rod and then collapsed by his side.

No matter how sweaty she was, there was no way Coye would be reacting to the smell of pheromones from Byng any longer. Coye was thoroughly satisfied with the night’s many activities and was now reduced to a drooling state of after-sex enjoyment and empty-headed goodness.

He barely had the capacity for rational thought and could not string more than a few thoughts together at a time. This peaceful state didn’t last forever, though. Coye’s mind cleared after a period of rest, as did Byng’s.

The girl forcibly rolled her tired body onto its side, allowing her to look at him with an emotional expression. “I’m so damn happy right now, Coye…” Byng said.

Coye turned his head to see the sexual Goddess of a Gengaggi who had just finished dominating him with the savagery of an Orc Warchief. He shared her sentiments and blushed, the reality still not having settled in just yet.

“Really?” He asked, trying to buy enough time to come down from his high.

“Yeah…” she sighed. Before Coye knew it, she scooted closer even though it seemed to take great effort on Byng’s part. “I know I’ve said it again and again, but I really do mean it. I’ve wanted this for so long. I’ve wanted you for so long...”

Coye was unsure what precisely he should say to that. Rather than potentially saying something stupid, he chose silence and wrapped his arm around Byng’s torso.

Having noticed how quiet he was, she said, “Hope I’m not making things too weird for you with all these emotions and stuff, gahaha…”

“No, you’re fine. I’m just… adjusting. That doesn’t mean I’m not as happy as you are over this. Just that there’s a lot on my mind.” Coye said, doing what he could to give Byng a reassuring smile.

“Oh. Cool, cool…” Byng smiled awkwardly. It seemed there was much more she wanted to say, but she could tell now wasn’t the best time. She decided to leave it at, “Either way. Thank you for everything about today. For putting up with my shit, hanging out with me, and for saving me at the end there… I, uh… I’ll be taking good care of you from now on, so… I hope you’ll take good care of me, too.”

“Of course I will, Byng. I promise.”

“Nice,” Byng nodded her head casually. “So what’s on your mind, then? I can tell you’re thinking about something, so why don’t you spit it out?”

“Oh, it’s nothing important. I was just thinking about how all of this happened just because I took a chance I never would have otherwise and…”

“And?” Byng tilted her head.

“I don’t know… I’m still thinking about all this.”

“That’s ok,” she yawned and rubbed her eyes. “There’s plenty of time for us to figure things out. I’m getting pretty sleepy, though. Everything‘s kind of catching up all at once…”

The girl stood up from Coye’s embrace long enough to put out her lantern and remove two fresh pelts from the same shelf. She had him briefly sit up so they could lay out one over top of the mess they made while the other would serve as their blanket. Coye laid back down after it was settled, and Byng was quick to join him.

“I will have you know I am expecting cuddles,” Byng warned him as she backed up into him, giving the boy little choice.

“Good. I wanted to cuddle you...” Coye admitted, pulling himself closer as he settled into the new role of big spoon. It was different than it was with Suzette, but that made it fun in a brand new way. Being the big spoon wasn’t bad, Coye decided.

Not at all.

“Man... I’m gonna pass the fuck out here any second. How about you?” Byng asked, closing her eyes and allowing herself to grow comfortable in their embrace.

“Yeah, but I’m also feeling a little high right now. Is it normal to be this happy?”

“Are you seriously asking me if it’s normal to be happy after you get laid?” Byng laughed.

“Uh-”

“Relax, just busting your chops... I’m pretty damn sure it’s normal, but I’m happy to hear I’m not the only one who’s over the moon right now...”

Coye smiled. He then pushed his nose into Byng’s hair and nuzzled her from behind. With his defenses lowered, he asked, “So... what are things going to be like between us now, Byng?”

She was quiet for a moment before responding, “What do you want them to be like?”

He gave it some thought, but it didn’t require much. “More like this, but also the same? I don’t want things to change that much...”

“Don’t worry. I’m not gonna be all clingy if that’s what you’re worried about. I like having my own place, and I’m still going to want to hunt by myself a lot. Getting a man isn’t about to overwrite my entire personality. y’know.”

“Good to hear, but... you can be a little clingy, if you want... there's so much lost time I have to make up for.”

“That’s enough of that, dummy,” Byng shushed him. “You’ll just get mopey if you worry about junk like that. You don’t have to make time up to me. What matters is that we’re together now. You got that?”

“Alright, Byng...” Coye smiled weakly, then started to melt into her embrace.

"Good," Byng laughed softly to herself, got even more comfortable, and yawned.

The conversation naturally died off shortly after as the two began to drift. Both Byng and Coye were exhausted from their long day, and neither felt the need to say goodnight. Things were perfect as they were, and the newly formed couple were happy to spend their first night together in quiet bliss as sleep overtook them.