Eat her out

"I hear stories that say satyrs are excellent lovers," Jan said teasingly.

"Well, I am still young and likely have much yet to learn, but I make it a point of pride in seeing to it that women who share my company are satisfied," Tasos explained with a combination of humility and confidence.

"Well then," Jan began to lift up her dress, exposing her legs to his view. "how about you put your mouth to work, Loverboy?"

Tasos let out a breath of excitement at her exposed legs, as Jan drew it up a little higher. He didn't need to be told, he quickly moved to his knees.

"Happily." He brought his hands to touch hers, as she had only moved her dress just over her knees. "Would you do me the honor?"

She chuckled. "You don't have to be so formal, Tasos." She moved her hands, allowing him to take hold of her dress.

"I was always brought up to be polite," he explained, lifting her dress up higher, exposing her upper thighs and glimpses of her panties. "We satyrs have a deserved reputation for being rather..boorish. The expression "thinking with your dick" has been an unofficial mantra among my people for quite some time." He loops his fingers into the sides of her panties and starts slowing sliding them down.

"What changed?" her breathing sped up as he removed her panties.

"We started siring women," Tasos said plainly.

"Huh?" Jan asked, a little confused.

Tasos gave a light-hearted chuckle. "For a long time satyrs were a male-only race of mythfolk. I don't really know how we originated, and our scholars still debate it." His hands once more took hold of her dress. "For the longest time the only races of mythfolk we interacted with were the dryads of the nearby woods, and the nymphs that frequented the lakes." When her bare sex was exposed to him, he leaned forward and gave it a little kiss, causing Jan to shiver. "As they were female-only races and we could breed with them, always being male satyrs and female dryads and nymphs, we just assumed they were our natural counterparts." He moved in once more, giving deeper kisses to Jan's pussy.

"Ah..so..what changed?" She gasped at a particularly intrusive kiss into her folds.

"We met other mythfolk." His kisses started to include more and more tongue, poking just a little inside of her each time. "Specifically, we met fauns. They were a lot like us physically, though culturally they were a lot more respectable and cultured. Plus they had women, something we satyrs had never produced amongst our own." He started licking a little harder.

"I..I..can imagine that was..intriguing to your people," Jan started to grab onto his horns, enjoying the slow tonguing she was receiving.

"Oh indeed, and while they tended to avoid us at first, our wild and carefree ways eventually enticed some of their women. Before long, children are conceived, and the first true satyr women were born." His began to push his tongue deeper inside her, darting it a little in a thrusting motion.

"Fuck..oh fuck." she held on tight to his horns as he started to tongue-fuck her.

He stopped licking for a moment to wet one of his fingers, then slowly insert it into Jan's sex. "Now these new women could be just as wild and carefree as the men, but they had a great deal more sense. After a couple generations they managed to make satyr society into something a little more coherent and responsible. Another odd little happenstance was male fauns interacting with dryads and producing the first dryad men. Strangely nymphs have remained a women-only people, quite fascinating really."

"Tasos..this is..very interesting..but for the love of God if you don't make me cum soon I'm going to smack you!" Jan said, only half-joking.

"Ah! Right, right! Sorry, Jan!" A little of that satyr absentminded behavior showing perhaps. He thought fast, an idea coming to mind.