Yes

“Yes, I do,” he said to Iradon, his cock hardening again at the mere thought.

Iradon rolled over onto her side to watch Clara and said softly. “Please, fuck me.”

Craig wasted no time in moving behind her. He lifted one of her legs and touched her pussy, and it twitched under his touch. He parted her lips, positioned his cock, and slowly pushed into her cunt. As he did, he reached around to grab her small breasts. His girlfriend gagged on the monster’s cock as he slowly started to fuck Iradon. He could feel the creatures inside her, the twitching wriggling things. She was so slick, and Craig wondered if that was arousal, the maggots, or her rotting juices.

Clara looked back at the couple and moaned, “Oh, Craig, how does her cunt feel?”

He grunted as he slowly fucked the dead woman, “Slick, wet and full of maggots,” he was almost balls deep now. It had taken minimal effort to sink into her slimy cunt.

“Clara,” Iradon said, “why don’t you bend over and let my mount, mount you.”

Clara smiled, “I don’t know, he tastes so good, slimy and rotten, a little sweet.” Craig moaned at her words, “The maggots are so fat and juicy.”

“Oh, Clara,” Iradon said softly, “I will ensure that you have all the maggots you want, but only after you have begged for my mount to breed you. In the meantime, you will have your fill of rotting pixies which will feed themselves to you like a queen.”

Clara moaned and turned around, reaching behind her to help guide the new undead lover’s cock into her. As she did, a pixie flew closer, and Clara opened her mouth. The small rotting creature landed half in her mouth, and she gently closed it, sucking on the undead creature like a fleshy lollypop.

Then the undead mount pushed forward, and Clara shuddered and tensed, she closed her jaw, and Craig heard the crunch of the pixie and watched its legs flail shortly before falling from Clara’s lips, severed at the stomach.

“God, he’s big,” Clara said around a mouthful of rotting pixie.

Craig shuddered in aroused disgust, his cock throbbing in Iradon’s cunt. Iradon moaned, “I haven’t had something live in me for so long. I like your warmth.” Craig squeezed her breast a little harder and felt his fingers dig into her flesh, the partially rotten meat giving way under the pressure of grip.

In moments Craig felt the flesh knit back together around his fingers, he moaned at the thought of the possibilities. “Stay with me,” Iradon moaned as Craig felt her shuddering, “stay with me, and I will have my undead please you in every way you can imagine and several you cannot.”