Perversions of the Flesh-Chapter 105: ❤️ Tying the Knot

Perversions of the Flesh-Chapter 105: ❤️ Tying the Knot

The girls shuffled off to their tent, and Ann wasn’t even subtle about arraying the devices once more.
“Ooh. Someone’s excited tae test out the new equipment,” Kat teased.
“I mean, we need to handle my libido either tonight or tomorrow morning. Figure it’d save some awkwardness if it’s tomorrow.” Ann shrugged, then started stripping down, joining her girlfriends in their nakedness.
Rosalyn yawned, but approached her, bending over to look at Ann’s crotch. “It’s so interesting. You’d never know you had something in there with that fur over it. Could even go without pants if you wanted.”
“Oh, that’d be a great idea, until I popped a random boner in public and have nothing to hide it with,” Ann laughed.
Kat hummed, but made no further comment.
“So, what’s it feel like?” Rosalyn asked.
Ann closed her eyes, focusing on that part of her anatomy. “Um, it feels… different, obviously. I can sort of feel it in there when I shift my hips around like this. It definitely grows, so it’s not like I have eleven inches in me.”
Rosalyn’s eyes were still locked on that patch of fur. Her breathing was getting faster as she studied the area. Arousal seemed to be overriding her exhaustion. “And what if I do this?” She reached out and cupped a hand over the mound of fluff, grinding her palm over where Ann’s cock should be.
Ann let out a hissing as she felt the head of her cock teased. Sensitive flesh rubbed against the firmness of Rosalyn’s palm and the softness of her own fur. Slowly, her heart flooded her cock with blood, pushing the flesh outwards, slowly escaping its new home. Inch by inch, she felt the sheath give way to her cock, smooth skin rubbing against skin. It was arousing just from that friction alone. Internally, she barely registered that she could feel the back of her cock moving forward and pushing the rest out, new muscles inside her working in harmony with her excitement.
“Really good,” Ann gasped breathily. She looked down, appreciating the sight. Watching how Rosalyn’s eyes studied her as the cock grew from her fluffy groin.
“Oi, don’t hog the view,” Kat grumbled from the bed, nudging Rosalyn gently out of the way with a foot.
“Sorry, sorry, just, it’s so interesting.”
Finally, the full length, minus the half inch or so hidden by her fur, was bare to the cool air of the tent. Ann moaned as the process finished, something inside her telling her it was time to mate. That feral side of her, the wolf, that moved on instinct rather than thought and emotion.
“It’s intense,” Ann panted. “Think the wolf part of me got a bit stronger, too.”
“And what’s this bit at the bottom?” Rosalyn asked, tracing the flesh with a finger. “It’s a bit distended, no? Not like it used to be. Normally it was all smooth and sexy and sleek, but now this is there and I’m not sure what it does? I wonder what that feels like. In me, I mean.”
“Was that an invitation, little lamb?” Kat purred.
Rosalyn’s eyes widened. Then, as Kat moved behind her, she let out a shaky laugh. “Maybe it was?”
“Ye want tae get the first feel o’ Ann’s new cock? Gonna take it all fer yerself?” Kat’s imposing arms wrapped around the smaller woman, pulling her back against her chest.
“I… no, I mean, not if you want to, well, I mean, yeah?”
“Ye’re feckin’ greedy, little lamb,” Kat whispered into her ear. “What happens if I wanted the first try?”
Rosalyn shook as Kat’s breath tickled her ear. “I… yes, you were first? That makes sense you’d get to try new things first?” She was struggling to find logic in the argument. Some justification. “I just… I really wanted to.”
“Hmm, I got ‘er first way back.” Kat lifted Rosalyn into her lap, hands spreading the Druid’s legs. “We’re girlfriends. I guess I’ll let ye ‘ave the first try this time.”
Ann couldn’t resist. The view of Rosalyn’s already dripping pussy being spread by Kat before her was too much. She knelt, then gently pushed Kat back, so she was reclining against the sturdy cot. “Gods, I love you two,” she laughed. Her heart hammered as two sets of lust darkened eyes flicked up to her face, then down to her cock. They were both waiting, both equally excited to see what happened.
“Go on,” Kat encouraged. “I wanna see ye split ‘er open.”
“Please,” Rosalyn mewled.
How could she resist such a request? Ann lined the tip of her cock with Rosalyn’s sodden slit and pressed her forehead to her Ovine lover’s. Gently, she pushed her hips forward. Rosalyn never cared about her being rough, but she still felt the urge to go slow.
A flash of white blinded Ann as her tip pushed into Rosalyn. It was all she could do to stay upright as she panted needily. The new anatomy had apparently reset any type of resistance she’d built up to sexual delights.
“Ye ok?” Kat asked. One hand cupped Ann’s ear, stroking gently.
“So sensitive,” Ann hissed through clenched teeth. She could feel every little wrinkle in Rosalyn’s pussy as the woman squirmed between her and Kat. It was almost too much.
“Ann, I need you,” Rosalyn whispered.
Without thinking, her hips dropped out. Pelvis met pelvis, joined by a loud dual moan.
“Feck, ye two are too cute. Go on, feck ‘er Ann, show ‘er that new cock,” Kat ordered.
Ann wasn’t in any state to disobey. She’d do anything Kat told her to right now. She wanted it just as much as Rosalyn seemed to. Pulling back, she felt a slight resistance. Looking down, she saw that the base of her cock had swollen slightly, a small sphere on either side. Her knot.
Slamming back in, she felt Rosalyn stretch around the new flesh, then accept her with a surge of sensitivity. Rosalyn’s nails dug into her as she struggled with the new feeling, but nothing told her to stop.
“Fuck. Ann, it’s so big. So tight. Need it. Give,” Rosalyn demanded huskily.
Ann pulled free and started fucking her girlfriend with abandon. She was lost to the pleasure, feeling her body against Rosalyn’s pressed into Kat’s. Their throuple was the best. She picked up the pace, thrusting harder, faster. Each time she pulled back she felt that swollen bulb resist, then pop into Rosalyn, and the same every time she pulled back. The new sensation was intoxicating, and she felt Rosalyn fall into orgasm far faster than normal.
As she thrust, Ann felt powerful hands slipping out from between Rosalyn’s thighs and up her own. Gently, Kat stroked her new fur, feeling it move under her fingers. The sensation sent a shiver through Ann’s body, causing her cock to flex in Rosalyn, the chain reaction ending a loud moan from her lover.
Kat chuckled, then started stroking that fur in time with Ann’s thrusts.
Ann faltered, overwhelmed by sensation, and yelped as Kat’s hand firmly grasped her ass.
“Keep goin’,” the woman growled, and used her grip to slam Ann into Rosalyn.
Holy fuck, that did it for her. She was being used by Kat to fuck Rosalyn. Ann let out a pathetic moan as Kat took control of her body, slamming her hips into their Druid. Gods, she was getting close. She felt herself twitching harder and harder. Her mind going fuzzy and the need to breed reaching its peak.
“Gonna, feckin, cum,” Ann grunted as she was pushed up against Rosalyn. “Knot. Careful.”
Rosalyn’s eyes flashed open, a desperate hunger shining in them. “No, not careful. Get it in me, now!”
Ann thrust as hard as she could. She felt Rosalyn’s pussy stretch. Her knot had swollen significantly. She pushed harder, but it was still not quite enough. She could feel it. Just a little more and she’d be cumming into Rosalyn. She needed it.
Firm hands clapped her furry ass, and she felt her cock pop in at last. She came hard, locked into her lover and curling around the Druid protectively. She felt Rosalyn shaking in her arms, her own climax rocking through her small body. Ann’s arms pulled Rosalyn’s face into her neck, and Rosalyn’s legs locked around Ann’s hips.
They were one in this moment. A single orgasm rolling back and forth between them. Ann would twitch, sending a new wave of cum into Rosalyn’s depths, causing the woman to twitch and clench, causing her to cum even more.
Ann tried to pull back, to thrust in again, but couldn’t. She was stuck there, to just cum and cum until she couldn’t.
Rosalyn’s eyes opened slightly, just enough to see where Ann’s lips were, and she dove in for a kiss. Their tongues wrestled in their passion, teasing and tasting the other as they cried out.
Ann wasn’t sure how long her orgasm lasted, but it felt longer than most of them. Her dark skin was drenched in sweat, and her hips were a complete mess. Fuck, it felt good. Did Rosalyn feel as good?
She opened her eyes, looking down at her lover. She had a dazed look, and another shiver ran through her body, aftershocks of her orgasm.
“That was insane,” Ann panted.
“It feckin’ looked like it. Ye feelin’ alright?”
Ann looked up to find her other girlfriend’s eyes fixed on her. Concern mixed with the desire there, and she wanted to erase that feeling. Ann closed her eyes and pursed her lips, and a moment later, Kat was kissing her.
She melted into that kiss, letting Kat just take control as she tried to communicate her pleasure through just her lips.
“Alright, ye’re fine,” Kat sighed, pulling back. “Alright, little lamb, my turn wit’ the mutt’s new toy.”
“Okay,” Rosalyn said in a dreamy tone. She looked like she was still halfway in the clouds.
Ann sat up, lifting Rosalyn with her, then tried to pull out. A tug at her crotch stopped her. She tried again, and that same tug kept her in place.
“Ah fuck, it’s that kind of knot,” Ann groaned.
“What do ye mean?”
“I’m… well, I’m stuck,” Ann shrugged. “See?”
Kat leaned over and watched as Ann tried to pull free of Rosalyn, causing the other woman to moan loudly. Looking down, Ann was shocked to see that it was just the mess of fluids from before she’d came. No cum was visible between their sexes.
“Damnit. That’s not very fun,” Kat grumbled. Now ye’ve gotta be careful not tae get that thing all the way in when ye cum or yer stuck? The feck! I wanted a feckin’ turn.”
“I… I don’t know, Kat. Let me try…” she pulled, twisting, trying to get some leverage, but her anatomy just would not budge from Rosalyn’s depths. “Sorry, Rosalyn.”
“Don’t be sorry,” Rosalyn whispered, a delirious look on her face. The girl was already cumming again, and it wasn’t making Ann’s job any easier as she squeezed.
It was starting to hurt, and Ann gave up, panting from trying to find a way to get out of the lock. “I’m sorry, Kat. Think you’ll have to wait a bit.”
“Well, let’s just see how well it goes, aye? Might be quick.”
“Mmm, she still feels so tight. Love how it just fills her up,” Ann mumbled, laying down heavily on top of Rosalyn. The Druid let out a breathy sigh and dreamily wrapped her arms around her lover’s neck.
“Our good little lamb, takin’ the knot on ‘er first go o’ it,” Kat whispered, stroking Rosalyn’s horns.
Ann smiled, then nipped Rosalyn’s ear with a sharp canine, drawing blood and another moan from the woman. Her tail wagged happily at the adorable noise. “Definitely ours. Only someone who could get off on that could keep up.”
“Terrible,” Rosalyn mumbled. “Absolutely… wonderful.”
“We love ye too, Rosalyn,” Kat laughed, wrapping massive arms around the two others.
They laid there for several minutes, gently petting each other. Ann was still getting used to having fur further up, and loved the tickling sensation as Kat explored the region. Thankfully, it seemed to thin out as it delved between her cheeks, reduced to a silky smooth coat not even half an inch long. She couldn’t see it, but with how thoroughly Kat was petting her, she could feel it all.
Rosalyn eventually came down from her post orgasmic bliss, and settled in with her head nestled between Kat’s breasts, humming happily to herself. She reached up, taking a bit of the blood running off her ear, then pushed the finger between Ann’s lips.
Ann sucked on it, tasting her lover’s blood. Something about it sent a primal thrill through her, igniting that instinctual side that craved the wild. It was growing stronger, that inner voice. She wasn’t concerned, since she was fairly sure she was still in full control, but it was markedly louder.
Taking this moment of relaxation, she listened to it closer. It was more of a feeling than a voice. It wanted her to run, to hunt, to mate. Right now the mating part was the loudest, and it was happy that Rosalyn was so accepting of her love bites. Ann was pretty damn happy that she was, too, even without the feral instincts. She’d always been a biter and having two girlfriends who didn’t flinch at that was amazing.
Indulging, Ann nuzzled into the obsidian skin of Rosalyn’s neck and gently pricked the flesh. Rosalyn let out a small noise, timid and cute, but didn’t shy away from her.
“You taste amazing. I ever tell you that?” Ann asked.
“Only most of the time,” Rosalyn sighed, relaxing as her prey instincts subsided.
“Well, you do. Even your blood is nice and sweet. I don’t know if I should be worried about that, but it is.”
“Just don’t take all of it, ok my wolf?”
“Never, lambchop,” Ann promised.
“I won’t let ‘er either,” Kat whispered. “I’ve got both o’ ye. Been thinkin’ about the whole protective thing. Don’t think I really ‘ave tae protect ye’ from each other. Maybe I can shift it tae protectin’ ye from yerselves a bit.”
Rosalyn craned her neck to look up at Kat through the valley of her tits. “How’s that?”
“Well,” the big princess said. “Ye two clearly ‘ave this whole instinct thing goin’ on. Feck if I know how that got all mixed up wit’ ye fuckin, but it seems like it ‘as. Just keepin’ an eye on it. It’ll take ye trustin’ me, but stoppin’ ye from goin’ too far?”
“Eh, wouldn’t that take you out of the moment, though?” Ann asked.
“Not like I’m not doin’ it constantly, anyway. Just a different way o’ lookin’ at it that might allow me tae be more comfortable wit’ ye hurtin’ each other. Fer some reason when I’m the one hurtin’ it doesn’t bother me, but if it’s ye, Rosalyn, it gets under me skin. Just steppin’ me own instincts back tae let ye two enjoy yerselves, but keepin’ it within reason’d be a better way fer me tae look at it.”
“Sorry we make you uncomfortable,” Rosalyn said, reaching a hand up and cupping Kat’s cheek. “I don’t think either of us wants that.”
“Nae, nae, it’s me own hangups. Ye’ve got nothin’ tae worry about. Well, maybe a li’l,” Kat laughed as she grabbed Rosalyn’s horns and forcibly pulled her up into a kiss.
This also, consequently, dragged Ann up with her with a yelp, still tied deep inside Rosalyn.
“Oh my gods, I’m so sorry,” Kat gasped, releasing Rosalyn.
“It’s… fine,” Ann winced. “Just didn’t know I could be tugged around by my junk.”
“Eh, I could lead ye around by the thing if I really wanted.”
“Could not!”
“Babe, I put a leash on it, an’ promise tae feck yer brains out later, I’m pretty sure I could get ye tae walk down the street naked.”
“I… no!” Ann protested. She wasn’t that bad. Was this what Kat thought she was?
“An’ that comment o’ usin’ Rosalyn’s spell tae hide us feckin’ in less than decent places?”
“So I’ve got a bit of a public thing. You do too.”
“Aye, ye’re right,” Kat’s ears were crimson, and she fiddled with Rosalyn’s horns nervously. “But we’re talkin’ about ye.”
“Now I’m talking about you,” Ann said with a hungry grin. “What’d you do if I just decided to come on to you in an alley? Get Rosalyn to cover for us?”
“I… uh,” Kat faltered.
Ann felt something in her recede, and with a pull of her hips, she popped free of Rosalyn.
“Think I’m gonna show you what I’d do to you,” Ann growled.

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Chapter 105: ❤️ Tying the Knot