I Play it safe(ish).

As much as I want to let loose, caution still wins out. I simply don’t have enough information to go on right now. It's at this point I realise I’m being a bloody fool. Here I am, umming and awing, lamenting my lack of knowledge and experience in this new world, all the while I’m sucking the cock of a native. I continue stroking my lover’s length as I ask, “Hey Rylon? If I let you cum inside me, could I get pregnant?” His gaze jerks to mine. If I didn’t already have his full attention before, I certainly had it now. In a slightly incredulous tone, he asks,

“From ass? It not work like that.”

“I know that ya big doofus.” I reply a little defensively, then add, "And even if it did, that ship has sailed.". He snorts, and I realise that the scaly asshole is messing with me. Exasperated, I try again. “If I fucked you with my pussy, then let you cum inside me, could I get pregnant?” sensing the seriousness of my tone, he carefully considers his answer. It’s a little long in coming, and I see by the look on his face that he is conflicted. Finally, his voice enters my mind again.

“If I cum inside, high chance of you pregnant. Listen, I need tell you something. You may not like, but want be honest. Most women think us beasts. Grolec only born male, need other female for survive. Don’t help most can’t hear well like you. Most time woman aura broken, **** love us. We breed them, bring home. You different, you treat me like person. If you want use pussy, I can tell you when I close finish, you take out. If you want keep in however, I honoured be father to our young. You choose.”

I stop my idle stroking, surprised by his revelation. If things had gone even slightly differently, I may already have been filled with little Grolecs, and be well on the way back to their layer, about to begin my new life as a breeding ****. I try to ignore the thrum of excitement the thought sends through me. He didn’t have to tell me any of that; I think. He could have lied, told me I’d be fine or kept quiet entirely. Fuck it, I’m going to trust him. And another little part of me adds, if I am accidentally a little slow on the draw…

Shaking my head to clear the naughty thought, I stand and staddle Rylon again, grabbing his cock and guiding it back between my legs. The feel of the tip of his cock as it brushes against my clit then slides against my wet pussy is exquisite. But enough teasing. I guide his member to the entrance of my sodden cunt, then ever so slowly, I lower my hips.

A moan of pure pleasure spills past my lips as I feel him enter me. I savour every second of the cool feeling of the glorious pillar of fuckmeat as it fills and spreads my hot, wet pussy. Slowly, I ride him. For the first time in our lovemaking, he begins to properly move below me, hips bucking up to meet mine. We quickly enter a rhythm, and in no time at all our rhythm sends me over the edge, screaming my delight into the surrounding forest for anyone who would care to hear.

As the ride stretches on and on, and my second orgasm comes and goes, my mind is stuck on the delicious fantasy I teased myself with earlier. How it would feel if, whilst distracted by bliss, I miss Rylon’s warning. How I would continue slamming my undefended fertile pussy down onto Rylon’s cock. I fantasise wildly, imagining how I would miss the signs as his cock swells and twitches within me, and my surprise as I feel the first wave of his potent, virile seed filling me, as he breeds me. The thought alone is enough to send me spiralling into my third orgasm. When most of the pleasure subsides and I think clearly again I breathily ask, “How long is a woman pregnant with a Grolec child?” he looks up at me in distracted confusion, clearly enjoying the feeling of my hot pussy spreading for his cock. Eventually, he replies,

“About thirty day until egg laid, then seven eight day for egg hatch. Why?”

“Oh, no reason.” I answer, then, in a slightly more worried tone, ask, “Out of idle curiosity, how big are the eggs?”

“little bigger than cock at base most times.”

He sees my nod at his answer, sees the look of determination in my eyes, watches in confusion as I ride him harder, forcing more and more of his cock into me with every stoke. All the while, I maintain eye contact. I see the moment his confusion shifts, see the light of illumination dawn within him. His eyes take on a different cast, one full of smouldering desire. As we reach the apex of our thrusts, only the tip of his cock still inside me, he speaks into my mind.

“Close.”

He stares deep into my eyes, and I into his. I slam my hips back down. In one powerful stroke, I take his entire length all within me, right to the base. I feel him swell and twitch inside me. Our voices drown out the other noises of the forest as together, we reach our peak. I feel it inside me, wave after wave of warm spunk impacting the back of my womb, flooding my most intimate place. And it is a flood. Despite having cum already, his load is no less diminished. It fills every available space within me before gushing out in waves, splattering onto Rylon’s hips and onto the forest floor. I collapse against my reptilian lover's chest, savouring the sensations flowing through and out of me. I feel as he softens within me, as well as the unique sensation of his cock slowly withdrawing as it returns to its slit. My face is mere inches away from his. I see the fondness, but also the underlying worry in his eyes and he says,

“Warned you.”

Smiling warmly up at him, I say, “I Know sweety, but I made my choice.” I lean in, and tenderly kiss him on the snout, before adding, “When will we know?”

“Soon.”

My brows furrow in confusion and I open my mouth to ask him what he means when I feel it. It starts in my womb, but ripples outwards until it fills me completely. It was a feeling of warmth, a feeling of comfort and of safety. In that moment, it felt as if everything was right with the world. The ripples bounce throughout me, then return to their source where they gather. I unconsciously let out a happy gasp as I feel the new life take root within me.

I return to myself, I’m still in the forest, splayed across my lover’s chest. I stare up the father of my child, his joy filled eyes mirroring my own. He snorts in surprise as I grab his head, liberally covering it in kisses. I only back off when, with a chuff, he opens his mouth and licks my face. “Heeeeey, rude! That tickles!” despite my admonishment, my grin is spread from ear to ear. Putting on a mock serious face, I continue, “If you try to lick me again, I’ll have to use a technique I learnt from the French, then you’ll be sorry.” The look of utter bafflement he gives me is too much, especially as I consider the mechanics of frenching someone with his reptilian features, and I collapse against him again, head resting on his chest as I laugh.

My mirth subsides not long after, but I am content to remain as I am, head pressed against Rylon’s chest, listening to the steady sound of his breathing and his strong heartbeat.

“What now?”

I consider the question, then reply, “You can show me your digs, and we can spend lots of time together until the baby comes, after that? we’ll see. Now though? For now, I want to stay like this.” And so, we do, we each other’s company as we stare into each other’s eyes, saying oh so much, and yet nothing at all.