#monster tw

There you lie next to each other, and proceed to explore each other's bodies. The monster in front of you is far more forward and doesn't shy from teasing your erogenous zones. But he also gently brushes your face and kisses your hands, whispering words in this unfamiliar language of his. Soon, completely at ease, the skill of his fingers, the musky smell of his body, and his deep husky voice awaken the fire in your core.

You can't suppress your moans once he pinches your nipple and purrs along your neck. He must be so satisfied you let him so close to you. He plays with you, teases your warm and wet lips with his long tongue before sliding down between your legs.

The walls haven't heard moans so lewd as yours once that monstrous tongue of his covered your cunt with his saliva. His snout rubs against your clit and his finger fucks your ass in such a way you can't stop coming right into his mouth. And he seems hungrier every time your arousal gushes out of you.

As soon as you push his head away, overstimulated and breathless, he lays down next to you. You wonder why doesn't he...? Doesn't he want to...? But there is some reluctance in him, and his eyes avoid yours. His phallus is still twitching and leaking against your thigh, hard like a rock and ready to fulfil its purpose. But the monster just turns his back to you. And then you recall how you refused him twice. The moment you saw his cock, you would retreat. Is he... insecure about it?

You slide your arm around his waist and take his heavy member into your fist. Well, not exactly into your fist because it is too large for a human hand to envelop it. You wrap your fingers around it and stimulate the tip with your thumb, smearing his precum. The monster looks at you with some peculiar mix of shyness and excitement in his narrow eyes, before closing them and humming in - what to you sounds like - pleasure.

You slowly jerk him off, pulling his foreskin up and down, learning what he enjoys and what he doesn't. It doesn't take long before his breaths become fast, ragged, and the tip of his cock changes colour. He pulls you over to him and lies on top of you. His heavy body pushes you into the mattress, and you whimper from the sheer size of the monster entrapping you. His tip easily finds your already stretched entrance.

"Yes..." you mutter in some crazy delight that grabs hold of your mind. You no longer care for safety or caution. All you want is pleasure, fire, fullness. "Yes... fuck..."

He growls something in response, something that sounds like words, but perhaps dirty, obscene, blasphemous. Those deep, unfamiliar phrases pull the strings that your body is made of; they play music with your nerves. Your wetness coats your cunt, ready to let him in all the way to his knot.

He licks his canines once his cock slides in deeply, and he heavily grunts in the rhythm with his hips bucking, thrusting into you. Like an animal, like a beast. What are you doing? Are you insane? This can't be safe? He's a monster. But as he bites your nipples, as the glans rubs against your sweet spot, as his warmth becomes the most amazing feeling in the world, you realize you don't give a fuck anymore. Who is he, what is he - who gives a fuck. He is incredible.

Your orgasm pools at the bottom of your belly, almost breaking all the barriers, and drives you insane with pleasure. "More!" you scream. "More... fuck me more!"

As if he understood you, the monster grabs you by your wrists, locking them above your head, and uses his other hand to push your knees over your chest. You are completely exposed, taken like a toy, your cunt fucked until you are left breathless, mindless. He brings you orgasm after orgasm, before his knot easily slides deeper inside you, and he locks himself within you. With a strained growl, he finishes inside you. He whispers something as he licks your neck, and you wish you knew what.

But there is time to learn. With patience, you will learn each others tongues, habits, preferences. You never expected to fuck someone before you are even able to talk with them, but body language is sometimes quite enough to start a new relationship, apparently. Quite enough.