Radley's Home for Horny Monsters, Annabelle Hawthorne [howl and other poems TXT] 📗

stuck in place. Tink swallowed several times, squeezing him. Her wide, innocent eyes looked up at him lovingly, but her long tongue squeezed even harder, trapping his orgasm. She slapped at his hands, and he let go of her horns. She pulled her head back, and Mike popped out of the back of her throat.

“Not yet,” she chastised him, scooting forward. Mike lifted her by the hips and set her down on his cock. Her tail swished back and forth, and Mike almost came at the sheer heat of her tight walls. Tink growled at him, trying to force herself down the length of his cock again.

“Tink, it’s okay,” Mike told her, but she was having none of it. She turned around, facing away from him. Her ass was like a giant peach from this position, a heart-shaped fruit ripe for the plucking. Tink grunted in frustration again, trying to force Mike’s length all the way into her body.

“This time, Mike fit,” she growled in frustration, slamming into him with long thrusts. She always came up a couple inches short. If nothing else, she was determined.

“Tink, I’m going to come soon,” Mike informed her.

The pool of water left behind in the tub bubbled, sending tiny spheres of water into the air. “Not if I can help it,” Naia’s voice came. A hand made of water wrapped around the base of his cock, once again cutting off his orgasm. The nymph emerged from the water, her dress plastered against her body. Tink was panting, fighting off an orgasm of her own.

“Naia!” Mike said, shocked to see her.

Naia snapped her fingers, and then her dress vanished. She put both hands on Tink’s shoulders and gave her a hard push.

Mike moaned, his balls aching as he slid in almost half an inch more.

“That’s right, lover.” Naia gave Tink another push, but she simply couldn’t go any further. “I saw you struggling, and thought I would help. Is it really that important that he fit inside of you?” Naia asked Tink.

Tink nodded, apparently unable to speak.

“Then there’s only one choice.” Naia pulled Tink off of Mike’s cock and maneuvered her onto her hands and knees. Mike’s cock was covered in Tink’s creamy fluids and his own precum. Leaning over Tink, Naia grabbed her tail and lifted it. Mike was treated to the vision of Tink’s puckered asshole, dark green and coated in her own juices. “I can guarantee that he will fit in here.”

Mike felt a sudden surge from within and his heart beat in excitement. Naia held Tink’s tail up, and Mike positioned the head of his cock at her ass. Tink gasped as Mike pushed in, her fluids providing plenty of lubrication. Just as the head of his cock penetrated her, Tink wiggled her ass, forcing herself back.

“Make...Mike...fit...” she declared, working her way steadily down. Somehow, her asshole was even tighter than her pussy, and Mike could feel Tink’s pulse through his cock. He’d only made it halfway in when he found he couldn’t go any further. Tink let out a frustrated moan.

“Don’t worry, dear, big sister Naia will help.” A mischievous grin on her face, Naia drew a pattern in the water. The water sprouted finger-like tendrils which tickled Tink’s pussy. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her hips lurched back and forth. Tink growled, then moaned, then growled as Mike’s dick worked its way in even further.

“Oh God,” Mike moaned, the water hand gripping his balls even tighter. He grunted, pulling his dick out and then pushing it back in, trying to get his balls to touch her green flesh with every push.

“You need to pay it forward, little sister,” Naia informed Tink. Grabbing onto her horns, Naia pulled Tink’s head between her legs. Tink greedily lapped at Naia’s folds, while Naia hovered above the water’s surface. “Yes, that’s a good little goblin.”

“That doesn’t seem like little sister behavior,” Mike muttered.

“Nymphs don’t follow conventional family rules,” Naia replied, then sighed in pleasure.

“Ngggh,” Tink added, gasping occasionally when the water fingers penetrated her. Mike shuddered, the sensation of the fingers traveling through the thin wall between Tink’s pussy and ass setting him over the edge. He was certain Naia was working magic on Tink, because the goblin was letting out tiny shrieks every few seconds now, her body tensing up and relaxing.

“Nobody comes until Mike bottoms out,” Naia declared.

Frantic, Tink pushed herself backward as hard as she could.

Naia handed Tink’s tail to Mike. “Make sure you pull it by the base.”

One hand on Tink’s hip, the other on her tail, he began pulling with all his might, every thrust getting him even closer. He wrapped a hand around Tink’s stomach, feeling the bulge of his dick moving beneath the skin of her belly.

“Oh fuck. Oh fuck. FUCK!” Mike felt Tink tighten, then relax. His dick slid the rest of the way in, his balls slamming against her ass cheeks. She tensed up once he was all the way in and grunted into Naia’s pussy. He fucked Tink’s ass with very tiny thrusts, unable to move much farther, and Naia winked at him, touching the water with her finger. The pressure around the base of his balls vanished, and he felt several waves of energy build up simultaneously.

Tink came, spraying a milky fluid into the water, and Mike filled her ass, coming again and again, his stomach aching from the number of times he tensed up. Mike let out a growl.

Tink collapsed face first into Naia, then turned her head sideways in her lap. Large tears were running down her face, and Mike worried that she was hurt.

Naia held up a hand to stop him from moving her. “They’re happy tears, Mike. Let her have this moment,” she whispered.

Mike rubbed the base of Tink’s back, then ran his hands over her bubble-shaped butt in lazy circles. Much like before, Mike started to go soft, but still couldn’t slide free. He grabbed Tink’s shoulders, pulling her up into a sitting position. She