Cumming Together

You close the small distance between you and Vemaho and kiss her wet lips once again, aggressively pushing against the horny, smelly alraune and feeling the sticky wetness of your cum against your skin as you make out with her. She responds to the kiss immediately and pushes back at you, your tongues meeting in steaming hot French kisses. The monster girl is naturally skilled in anything sexual, despite being young and somewhat naïve, so her hot, soft lips and her gentle, yet insistent tongue taste and feel fantastic.

Both of you are moaning and breathing heavily, which of course means both are inhaling the other one’s scent, and in your state of lust, her smell only heightens the pleasure you are feeling. Her body reeks of a strange mixture of musky body odour, the fresh, sweet scent of ivy and her pheromones, which you cannot smell of course, but which increase the intensity of her smell. A smell that is heavily dominated by her feet, a strong, cheesy stench that rises into your nose and mixes with her pheromones and your own body odour into a strangely enticing aroma. You moan into her mouth and French kiss her eagerly, loving the taste of her saliva mixed with the fresh, salty remains of your cum.

A forceful pull on your hard shaft causes you to lose your balance and fall onto her green, sweaty body. You yelp in surprise and your mouths separate for a moment, but you immediately attack her again to taste more of her. Now that you are lying on top of her, your breasts are pushing against hers, heightening the pleasure, but also intensifying her smell as different aromas are released from the depths of her cleavage. Her body odour gets fuller bodied and gains a different tone, greasier and sourer than before. Normally, it would disgust you to be so close to someone this smelly, but right now, you are too aroused to care. You want more of her.

The two of you make out for a while until Vemaho reluctantly pulls away from the kiss. “Let’s get you naked, mistress, I want to appreciate you fully. Please?” She begs. Perhaps she has noticed that you do not know how to push further. You moan and deeply kiss her once more, then pull your new, now sweat-stained shirt over your head and reveal your own modest, but perky bosom. Vemahos eyes are filled with adoration and submissive lust as she stares at your naked, sweaty body, wanting to jump at you, but waiting for your approval. It takes only a slight nod from you and the pretty monster girl jumps at you and attacks your breasts with her mouth.

Once again, the monster girl surprises you with yet another new and pleasurable sensation. Sure, you have tried fondling your breasts and playing with your nipples during the rare times you have explored your body, but her kissing and fondling brings you to a level of pleasure you would not have thought was possible from just the breasts. For a moment, you wonder what is happening, but when the alraune takes one of your stiff, sensible nipples into her mouth, lightly bites down while pressing her soft, wet tongue onto it and hums in obvious pleasure while expertly fondling the other breast, the pleasure quickly drowns all coherent thoughts, and you just enjoy the sensations.

Since you have nothing to compare it to except your own clumsy fondling, her enthusiastic licking and kissing feels nothing but fantastic to you. Vemaho seems to like it as well, judging from her loud moaning and how lovingly she treats your boobs. She quickly learns to read your reactions, increasing her efforts whenever you let out a moan of your own, changing between rough fondling, soft, teasing licks, light, feathery kisses, and the wonderful nipple holds that tickle your pleasure spots just right with her deep, throaty moans. This goes on for a couple of very juicy minutes and you are sweaty and very aroused and, since you are a futa now, almost painfully hard. Eventually, you cannot take it anymore and pull her up towards your face and press your lips onto hers for another steaming hot French kiss.

Both of you moan and gasp for air when you finally break the kiss and pull apart. You pant loudly and look at her through half-closed eyes, her cute, green face flushed with arousal and- adoration? Submission? You are not sure what it is, and right now, you do not care what it is, you only know you want to share the pleasure you are experiencing with her.

“Vemaho…”, you moan and look at her, “I want more… I want to give you pleasure as well…” You kiss her again, forceful, displaying your lust and affection for her, yet hesitating to take the lead. Unsurprising, the monster girl sits up and cheers, kisses you again and replies: “You would do that for me, mistress? I am so happy! Mistress is so kind!” Her bubbly voice is throaty and filled with lust for you, for your pussy, your feet, and your cum. “Yes! Let’s do it! You will love my sweet, creamy juices, everyone loves monster girl pussy! Come on, lay on your back, mistress!”

Hesitating for a moment, you lie down on your back and watch as Vemaho crawls next to your head, swings a leg over your body and crouches down so her face is at your crotch, ready to take your throbbing rod all the way again. This of course means that you find yourself eye to eye with her sticky, juicy honey pot, twitching invitingly and dripping clear drips of nectar onto your face. It smells sweet, slightly tangy and fishy, but overall, very inviting to your lust-clouded mind.

“This way, we can pleasure each other, mistress”, the lusty alraune says and starts immediately by taking your rod into her hot mouth again. Slowly, while she is using her nimble tongue to blow your throbbing rod, she lowers her body onto your face, but stops before it really rests on top of your face, so you still have room to breathe and move. Being so close to her honey pot also means taking in the fishy, somewhat sweet stench of sex that comes from her. For once, it seems like a smell you could get used to.

Vemaho wastes no time and eagerly blows your long, thick shaft, causing you to moan and gasp in pleasure and to inhale more of her aroma, a smell that increases your arousal and desire to give her the same pleasure you are receiving. You stare at her lower lips for a moment while another clear drip of love juices lands on your face, take another deep breath filled with her pussy smell and carefully touch one of them with your tongue.

Unexpectedly, she tastes not horrible at all. It is a salty, yet strangely sweet taste with an underlying bitterness, like a full-bodied honey, and a slight aftertaste that you cannot quite place. You only know you want to taste more. A few tentative, short licks not only give you more of her surprisingly tasty juices, but also causes her to yelp and moan in pleasure around your shaft. The vibrations feel amazing on your sensitive rod and cause you to finally lose all your hesitations. You rise your head up and push your mouth onto her honey pot, take a deep inhale of her musk and start eagerly licking her.

Despite never having done this before, your enthusiasm quickly has the alraune dripping wet and moaning loudly in pleasure. She never lets up, even when you start flicking her clit with a series of short, fast tongue lashes that reward you with a gush of her sweet juices that you now lap up with gusto. For a few delicious minutes, you stay locked together like this, she kneels over your head, your tongue inside her wet, delicious honey pot and her mouth devouring your thick, fat rod. Then, you can feel her shudder and her licking getting irregular and feel yourself getting closer to your own climax. On an impulse, you bend your legs and try to push your bare, sweaty, smelly feet against your crotch region, towards the feet-obsessed monster girl.

Maybe she has closed her eyes to better focus on the pleasure she is giving and receiving, or maybe she did not anticipate you to do something like that. In any case, she suddenly freezes and takes a deep, sharp breath, then fully exhales, pushes down as deep as she can onto your shaft, and forcefully inhales your foot smell as deeply as she can. The deep intake of foot stench that she loves so much immediately triggers a violent, gushing orgasm that causes her to moan around your shaft and flood your mouth with so much of her juices you are afraid she could not contain herself and peed into your mouth. Yet the taste is so juicy, so sweet and delicious that it triggers your own orgasm as well and you start pumping out your second load of the evening.

This time, Vemaho keeps the tip deep inside her throat for the first few spurts and just lets you pump the creamy treat down her throat while riding the wave of her own, feet-induced orgasm. Then she backs up a bit and lets you fill her mouth with your hot, thick load, which in turn causes her orgasm to spike up and drench your face in more of her honey. Your spurts are too strong for her to swallow fully, so some of it starts dribbling out of her mouth and down your shaft. You violently buckle beneath her and push out the last rope of cum into her greedy mouth, then both of you collapse onto each other.

For a moment, you just lie there, her green, sweaty body on top of you, and bask in the afterglow of your first orgasm together. None of you notices the shadow of a witch that is standing next to a tree and watches you with her hand down her robe. When she sees you rise and moan in orgasm together, she grins, pulls her sticky wet hand out of her robe and licks her fingers, then turns and leaves as silent as she approached you. A few moments later, you stir and try to push the alraune off you. Vemaho at first hugs your legs and purrs like a cat, then reluctantly gets off you.

“Wow, mistress”, she slurs sleepily, “that was incredible! I came so hard, I’m still shaking! And your cum is so delicious, I want more of it. I want to drink it every day…” She moves down towards your feet and starts smelling them, inhaling the musky, cheesy smell of unwashed feet that all monster girls love and crave. You nod and sigh, then yawn as the two consecutive orgasms have left you exhausted and tired. After a very deep inhale with her nose deeply pushed between your toes, she sighs and moves towards your face again to start licking up her own juices. “I taste so good as well, I knew this before, but when combined with your sweat and cum, my juices become even more delicious! Did you enjoy it, mistress?”, she asks after licking along your left cheek and then moves over to the right one.

You did, you cannot deny it. It was immensely pleasurable, both her licking you and you licking her, and once more you feel like you have discovered a new, wonderful world. A world that you are more than willing to explore, but right then you are overcome by a massive wave of fatigue. Two consecutive orgasms, combined with the unaccustomed position of holding your head up for so long has tired you out so much that you barely manage to nod and mumble: “Very much, Vemah…” before nodding off mid-sentence. The alraune looks at you lovingly and continues to lick her juices off your face, then snuggles against your body and lays her head onto your chest. Like this, you lie there on the grass, human woman and green-skinned monster girl, naked and wet with sweat and sexual fluids, for everyone to see and yet strangely intimate.

Sometime in the middle of the night, the chilly, humid air wakes you up. It has been a warm and sunny day, but the night is cold, and you are shivering. You try to shake Vemaho awake, but she only purrs and hums happily in her sleep. Sighing and shaking your head, you first cover her naked body with your slightly damp clothes, then pick her up and carry her towards the farmstead. Luckily, none of the stairs creak when you ascend them and quietly walk towards your room, but despite your efforts to be as sneaky as possible, you don’t notice the pair of eyes following your every move. You reach your room and close the door, let out a sigh of relief, then lay down the alraune who is still sleeping like a baby onto your bed. Taking a moment to hang your clothes over the chair to dry, you lie down next to her and fall into a deep, dreamless slumber.