Insertion and fucking.

The bushar reached out one of its monstrous hands and pulled her from the lap of the undead she was riding. “No,” she whimpered. Then it reared back and lowered her towards his massive cock.

Clara panted as she wrapped her arms and legs around the appendage, far too large for her to fuck. The bushar started to stroke her up his length as she gripped his slimy shaft. Her tits, arms and thighs pleasing him as she moaned.

As he was stroking himself with her, she leant her head back and saw another sizable creature approaching. It’s rotten form carrying the characteristics of a female. “Bone Lord,” she grunted.

The bushar spoke in its throaty, deep voice. “It is one of mine. A melghast,” he explained.

The creature had four legs on a serpentine body. Each leg was at least as tall as she was. Its long furred neck reminded her of something more akin to an ostrich neck, but the face was serpentine with a large frill.

Clara moaned, “Is it going to suck on the bushar while I please him?” she asked.

The bushar laughed, “No,” it grunted as the melghast turned.

It raised its tail as it lumbered backwards, crushing undead under its large clawed feet. Under the tail was a long dripping slit, mucus-like strands stretching across its opening. “Oh my God, you’re going to fuck me into its cunt?” Clara panted.

Both the huge undead laughed, “I hope you can hold your breath,” the bushar said as it stepped forward to rub its huge phallic member along the wet slit.

Clara opened her mouth to taste the mucus and moaned as she felt her head pressing into the creature’s cunt. “I could drown on your cum,” Clara said.

“And wouldn’t you die happy?” the bushar asked.

He didn’t wait for a response as he pushed forward. He sank the first foot of his cock and up to Clara’s shoulders in the first thrust, and Clara shuddered. “Oh God, fuck me, please fuck me.”

The second push Clara almost lost her grip as she was enveloped down to her waist. The third buried her in the rotting cunt. Clara moaned, wasting precious air as she expected the busbar to pull her back out. Instead, he pushed further and started to use quick short thrusts.

Clara could feel the cunt contracting around her, squeezing her and couldn’t help but moan again. She was being fucked into an undead cunt, and was loving it.

In and out the bushar thrust as Clara did her best to further both her lover’s pleasure. After a few minutes, the bushar pulled back, and Clara spat out the stale air, her lungs burning. “More?” the Bone Lord asked through the bushar.

“Yes, more, God so much more,” she panted.

Shortly after, she was plunged back into the dead cunt, and the bushar started to fuck the melghast in fast, vicious thrusts. Clara moaned with the motions, feeling the cunt’s pleasure as it spasmed around her, feeling the twitching of the bushar’s cock.

Then she felt the cock thicken and knew he was about to cum. As the bushar pulled backwards, Clara let her grip loosen and was rewarded by sliding up the cock to its tip just in time for the first pulse of dead cum.

It was forceful and voluminous. The hole opened to be the size of her mouth as the fetid fluid gushed forward. It spasmed over her head, forcing cum and maggots into her mouth and nose, and it didn’t stop. Pulse after pulse, she felt it jetting over her. Even as she lost her grip, she felt the strength of the pulse push her deeper into the melghast’s cunt.

She couldn’t see in the darkness, and through the thick fluid, she couldn’t gasp for breath, but she could shudder in her debased pleasure.