Chapter 74: The Lizardwoman’s Naughty Surprise

Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn’t write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story.

Lasla – The Savannah

I smiled up at Nazak. I was in such a randy mood—well, when wasn’t I in such a randy mood? I was Las’s daughter. I gripped both of my lizardman’s cocks. I loved how they formed a Y, branching off from the central shaft that thrust out of the sheath in his green scales.

His tongue flicked out of his triangular muzzle as I leaned in and licked the right cock, sliding my tongue over the slit and gathering his salty precum. A shiver ran through me at that delightful flavor. I stroked his dicks as I darted to the left one and kissed the crown.

I suckled on him.

He hissed in delight. “Missstresss.”

I winked at him as I nursed on them both, loving this delight. It was so much fun. As I did, tentacles slid up my torso to rub at my round breasts. Stalker’s tentacles. My panthopus moved behind me as I slid my lips over the crown of Nazak’s dick. I swallowed him as Stalker mounted me.

His weight felt so comfortable on me. I loved the feeling of his leathery hide as his cock pressed right against the folds of my pussy. It was wonderful. He thrust into my pussy. That delicious cock slammed into my snatch while I suckled on Nazak’s dick.

I nursed with passion on him. I suckled with such hunger on his cock. My tongue danced around his crown as Stalker drew back. The rear-facing spines on his cock tickled my pussy. A wave of delight washed through me. It was so wonderful having my panthopus fuck me.

He plunged back into me. He purred as his tentacles wrapped around my round boobs. He squeezed my tits as he fucked my pussy. My twat drank in those spines. I suckled so hard on Nazak’s left cock.

I popped my mouth off his dick and moaned, “Stalker! Yes!”

I swallowed Nazak’s right cock.

“Yesssss,” the lizardman hissed as I suckled on his right dick. I pumped my hands up and down his left. He stared down at me with those reptilian eyes as I pleasured him.

Stalker pumped away hard and fast. He thrust his spiny dick deep into my cunt then pulled back. I shuddered at those stimulating spines. My pussy quivered. He rammed back into me. I squealed around Nazak’s cock.

His salty precum filled my mouth. I suckled on him with all my might. I nursed hard on him, my cheeks hollowing as I swirled my tongue around his cock. His scaled fingers slid through my black hair as I pleasured him.

Stalker squeezed his tentacles around my boobs as he growled and yowled. He plowed deep and hard into my cunt. His pleasure built as his nuts slapped into my bush. They brimmed with all the cum I wanted spurting into my pussy. All that wonderful spunk that I needed flooding my twat.

I switched cocks, gasping out, “Oh, that’s it! Oh, yes, yes, fuck me, Stalker!”

He did that as I swallowed Nazak’s left cock. Stalker rammed his dick deep into me and pulled back just as swiftly. I shuddered at that massaging stroke. It was amazing having him stimulate me. I trembled, my pussy swelling toward bursting.

My tongue danced around Nazak’s left cock. The precum tasted just as salty from that one. It was delicious as Stalker fucked me so hard. I loved being fucked by him. There would be more delights to come. In the jungle. It would be dangerous, but...

Maybe a quetzalcoatl could fuck me. That would be so naughty.

I switched cocks again, nursing on his right dick.

My pussy melted around Stalker’s spiny cock. The panthopus purred, a deep and loud rumble, as he fucked my cunt. He pounded my naughty snatch with such force. My hand flew up and down Nazak’s left dick as I suckled his right.

I switched again. Drool spilled down my chin as I did that. I loved that feeling as Stalker pounded my cunt. He fucked me with force. It was so wild feeling him pounding me. He thrust into me hard and fast. He buried all that cock into my pussy. It was just so delicious having him doing that.

His tentacles squeezed my tits. Warmth washed through me. I moaned as I switched dicks again. I nursed back on Nazak’s right. He hissed, his tongue flicking out. I wanted him to cum on my face. I could feel him building toward his eruption.

His balls were full.

“Misssstressss,” he hissed.

I winked at him as I suckled hard on his cock. I nursed on him with all my might. I wanted him spurting all that cum across my face. I craved it. He growled as I nursed on him like this. I suckled with all my might on him.

I switched again, gasping out, “That’s it!”

Stalker hammered my cunt. I controlled his lust, guiding him so he could cum with Nazak. My body trembled, so ready for that burst of pleasure. I craved it. My pussy clamped down hard on that thrusting dick. That big cock fucked me with such force.

I nursed hard on Nazak’s left cock. My hand pumped away swiftly at his right. The lizardman gripped a fistful of my hair. He stared down at me with those cold, reptilian eyes while I felt the warmth building in him.

The fire.

I ripped my mouth off his cock and fisted them both, moaning, “Cum on my face, Nazak! Stalker, flood my pussy!”

My panthopus growled and buried into my cunt hard.

“Misssstressss!” snarled Nazak, both his dicks pulsing in my hands.

They both erupted at the same moment.

Hot cum splashed on my face as monstrous jizz flooded my pussy. My cunt spasmed, my orgasm joining theirs. The pleasure washed over me. I trembled through the bliss. It was outstanding to feel that ecstasy sweeping through my body.

My twat rippled and writhed around Stalker’s spurting dick while Nazak unloaded across my face. He pumped blast after blast of jizz that splashed across my features and soaked my hair. It spilled down my face. Hot rivulets ran to my lips.

“Misssstressss, yessss!”

I opened my mouth wide and caught his salty cum on my tongue as my pussy writhed around Stalker’s cock. Waves of rapture drowned my mind. I loved it. Nazak sprayed his jizz all over my face and in my hair. He coated me in his passion.

Stalker pumped more and more of his jizz into my snatch. My cunt writhed around his erupting cock. I worked out all the cum. It splashed against my cervix. I quivered through my climax. I savored that bliss sweeping through my mind. Stars danced before my eyes.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes,” I moaned. “Las’s big dick!”

My cunt rippled around Stalker’s cock, working out the last of his spunk. His tentacles squeezed about my tits then relaxed. Nazak hissed as he fired a last load on my face. My body quivered with excitement.

I felt so good. I could just float—

BWWOOOOOOM!

A horn blared behind Nazak. Then another blared from the other direction. His head twisted around, his cock twitching in my hand. Cum dripped from my face as Stalker jumped off me, ripping his spiny dick out of my pussy.

“Lizardmen attack!” Nazak growled a moment before something struck him in the chest.

Wood snapped. The fragments of an arrow bounced off his tough scales, leaving behind a gouge that oozed blood. More missiles streaked through the air as he roared and charged off at their source, Stalker bounding off with him, his body blurring and displacing where he stood.

An arrow passed through the false image as he roared and leaped into the brush.

An attack?

Kurtis

Mother roared as I lay on my back on the grass. My thoughts were fuzzy, prickly and slow. What had happened? My head pounded. I rubbed at the side of my head. I felt something warm and sticky. Blood. Why was I bleeding?

I pushed myself up on my elbow. The world spun around me. A wave of nausea poured out of my guts. I blinked. When my vision cleared, I witnessed a lizardman swinging a massive club at my mother, aiming for her head.

She twisted out of the way of the attack and flowed. Her pale skin grew swarthy. Her body taller and arms and legs thicker. She still had her blue hair flowing behind her as she became a brawny orc woman.

Her attacker hissed and stepped back. He had green scales and looked almost identical to Nazak.

What was going on?

Mother grabbed his club and wrenched it from the startled lizardman’s hands. She swung it and struck him in the head. He stumbled back. She continued to roar with fury as she hit him again, splitting the hide over his cheekbone.

The third blow sent the lizardmen sprawling on the ground. She raised the club and swung it down viciously on the lizardman’s head. Once. Twice. Three times. His leg spasmed each one then kept twitching as she roared and raced off into the grass.

I groaned and fell onto my back again. I blinked against the pain throbbing in my head. I felt at the wound. I had a long gash that went from my temple, down the side of my head, and over my ear. Blood matted my hair and soaked my hand.

Nephi soared over, dodging blurs. Arrows. Did I get hit by an arrow? Was that what happened to me? Why my thoughts were so fuzzy. A shiver ran through me. I was lucky that it didn’t penetrate my skull.

My sphinx dove to the ground and slammed into another of the lizardmen. They vanished into the tall grass. A hissing roar echoed. Shouts. Screams from my women. I had to get up and protect them. I had to stop this.

Stalker darted by, his body distorted.

Why wasn’t he with Pyrriah?

I pushed up on my elbows and forced myself to my knees. I shuddered, blood pouring down on my lap from my head wound. I shook off the dizziness. I had to fight. I had to focus. I drove my thoughts through the fuzziness. My vision cleared.

I rose.

Grass rustled. I turned to find Shetha bounding toward me, my sword in her mouth. She gripped it, her ears twitching. Her mane of tawny hair streaked behind her. She stopped before me in a crouch, her tail twitching.

A horn blared. She flinched.

“Thanks,” I said and took the blade from her.

She smiled at me then hissed in warning.

I whirled to find a hulking lizardman swinging a club at me. A heavy attack telegraphed by his overhead attack. I sidestepped it and slashed with my blade. I struck him in the stomach, expecting to disembowel him then follow up with a decapitating swing.

Instead, my tulwar struck hard scales. I barely did more than leave a bleeding scratch on his abdomen that the lizardmen didn’t even feel. The club slashed at me. I shuddered and jumped back, more blood trickling down my cheek.

The lizardman roared and thrust the club at me like a blunt spear. I twisted to the side and slashed. He blocked with his forearm. I hit the scales. He hissed and swung that crushing club at me, Shetha yowling in fear.

Pyrriah

I dived into the tent and found my tulwar. My entire body shook as I picked it up. It felt so strange and foreign in my hand. I darted back outside the tent, struggling to remember how to use it. How to stand. Fighting came instinctively to me.

I knew how to move. How to fight, now...

Now I felt so clumsy.

“Phoenix,” I whispered to my missing half.

She had possessed it all. The knowledge of fighting. The fire. Fear washed through me as a lizardman charged through the camp. Diane scattered before it. The creature saw me and marched over, unconcerned by my blade.

“Stop!” I said, holding it up, my voice quavering as my body shook. “I’ll kill you! Stop!”

He hissed with laughter and reached out with his left hand to grab me. I felt his lust. He wanted to fuck me with his cocks and breed me. I wouldn’t let him. I brandished my sword. He battered it aside with his hand, the contempt in his eyes.

A shadow fell over him.

He whirled to find Beliala landing behind him. She flicked out her whip before he could react. It kissed him across the cheek. He roared in agony and fell to his knees. She flicked out her whip again, cracking across his chest. He dropped his club, falling forward and catching himself on his hands.

She whipped his back, laughing. “I have him, Mistress.”

I nodded and tottered to the right toward where Diane cowered by the corner of the tent. I grabbed the moon maiden and pulled her to me. She clung, tears spilling down her chin. Roars echoed around us. I glimpsed Princess Lavhi, usually lost to her pleasure, jumping on one lizardman’s back and biting at his throat.

Prince Oberoy flew over on his dragonfly wings. He threw glittering dust in the face of another lizardman. The hulk dropped his weapon and hissed in fright. He ran screaming from the camp. The prince twisted to the right, dodging an arrow and vanished from my sight.

“Shhh,” I told the trembling Diane. “Shhh, it’s going to be okay. Kurtis and the others will protect us!”

A blue-haired orc woman ran by and slammed a lizardman’s clit into the back of another. Mother?

Kurtis

I slashed my sword off the lizardman’s throat. I struck it across the windpipe. He slashed at me with his clawed fingers. I jumped out of the way as he gurgled. Blood poured over his green scales. He staggered and swung his club at me.

I grunted, throwing myself on my back in shock. How had he the strength to do that with his throat cut? He bled to death but staggered and raised his club to finish me off. A hiss from Shetha. She darted out and slammed her body into his knee.

The lizardman staggered and collapsed. She rolled clear as the hulk hit on the ground on his side. He spasmed, blood spilling out of him and soaking into the earth. I panted and pushed myself from the ground.

“Thanks,” I said, petting Shetha between her ears.

She purred in delight.

Princess Naryu jumped on another lizardman’s back. She bit at his throat, tearing out a large chunk. The rakshasa jumped off as hulk staggered forward and collapsed on his knees. He fell to the ground dead.

“Master!” Shetha cried. “Behind you!”

I whirled to find a red-scaled lizardman rushing at me. No, no, she had scaly breasts that bounced bare. A lizardwoman? I thought it was an all-male race. She raised her club at me. I didn’t want to kill a woman.

I twisted out of the way. Her club hit the ground.

I kicked at her leg. I hooked her shin and yanked, pulling her off-balance. She crashed onto her back. Her boobs jiggled. She hissed in fury as I slammed my boot down between her breasts. I pinned her down as she thrashed there.

She pushed on me. I almost lost my balance trying to hold her back. I needed help. I cast my gaze around and spotted Oberoy flying nearby. “Oberoy! Put her to sleep!”

The fairy prince banked toward me. “Yes, Lord Kurtis!”

He threw out his dust that splashed down on her face as he flew by. She breathed it in and shuddered. Her entire body collapsed limp onto her back. I panted, my head throbbing. I wanted to just lie down. The nausea swelled in my stomach again.

I surveyed the fight. Nazak tackled one. My sister’s lizardman slave was bigger than the attacker. Because he’d been bred in captivity to be that big? Nazak grabbed the enemy’s head and twisted it, snapping it with a loud snap.

BRRRWOOOOM!

The horns blared again. Lizardmen across the camp, a half-dozen of them, ran back toward the dark edge of the jungle. Nephi soared high as they retreated. She didn’t chase them. None of us did. I just let them go.

Nazak rose from the one he killed and marched toward me. “They have a rakshasa’s scent on them.”

“Yes, they do,” Pradu said, marching up with blood on her lips despite being back in her human form. Disgust filled her expression. “She’s marked them. They’re her bodyguards.”

“The female?” I asked, still confused that there would be a female.

“Her representative,” said Nazak. “She is the one that speaks to their goddess and relayed to the others her orders”

I nodded. “Is anyone hurt?”

“Besides you?” Lasla asked. My sister raced over. She had some dried cum on her face. She pressed a cloth to my head. “What happened to you?”

“Clipped by an arrow.” I looked around and found our mother panting. She had gone back to her normal form. She stared at me, a look of relief on her face. Gods, she must have thought I had died.

If she could have turned into a dragon...

I let my sister bandage my head as I stared down at the lizardwoman. She was taller than me, and though she was broad in the shoulders, it fit her body size. Curvy hips. Her legs spread apart. I wanted to get information from her.

The easiest way would be to eat her out. My dick hardened as I handed Shetha my sword. I moved toward her, Lasla protesting. I dropped to my knees between the lizardwoman’s legs. I licked my lips. I would eat her pussy and rouse her from her slumber with pleasure.

I leaned down and froze. “Gods damn, she has two pussies.”

She had two of them. One above the other. The first one was higher up her pubic mound than would be on a human woman, the second was where I expected it to be. I had never seen the like, but her red scales surrounded two slits with delicate, pink lips.

“Oh, that’s why lizardmen have two dicks,” Lasla said.

“I thought lizardmen were a single-sex race,” Pyrriah said as she came up to us. She glanced at me and bit her lower lip. Fear played across her face.

“Lizardwomen is different race,” said Nazak. “Why her scales red. But we can breed with each other.”

“Our Father’s cum probably fell on a male green lizard and a female red lizard so they ended up nearly the same,” said Lasla. She dropped to her knees beside me. “Let me help. Eat her out.” “Two pussies...” Pyrriah said. “Can they be ... double-bred?”

“Yes,” Nazak said. “They can have two eggs at a time, one from each.”

She was big enough to handle it. I glanced at my sister. Lasla grinned back at me, her blue eyes twinkling. I leaned down to eat the lizardwoman’s pussy with her. Our cheeks pressed together as we both went for the lizardwoman’s cunts.

I went for the upper one. Lasla the lower. I planted my mouth on the lizardwoman’s cunt and licked at her. My tongue flicked through her folds. She had a tangy musk to her. My cock twitched as I stroked through her folds and brushed a clit.

She shuddered.

Oberoy landed above the lizardwoman. He stared down with curiosity only to stiffen as Beliala moved up beside him. She placed a hand on the top of his head. The demon watched on, her red eyes smoldering. The succubus and incubus drifted in behind the pair, watching with curiosity.

I thrust my tongue into the lizardwoman’s pussy, feeling her arousal building and building. She took pleasure from both of us eating out her pussy. We swirled our tongues around her, flicking about and making her feel so good.

She twitched. Her big, scaled breasts rose and fell faster.

“Mmm, she tastes good,” Lasla purred. “Spicy.”

“She tastes tangy here,” I said. “Wait, does her pussies taste different?”

My sister and I thought the same way. We both slid past the other, our cheeks brushing. I went for the lower pussy and lapped at those silky folds. I gathered up spicy cunt cream. I loved the taste as much as her tangy musk.

Lasla purred in delight. I watched her feast on the lizardwoman’s upper pussy while I plunged my tongue into the lower snatch’s spicy depths. I savored that flavor. I flicked around in her, loving how she quivered and moaned.

I stroked her desire as I feasted her with passion. I flicked my tongue through her folds. She hissed as my sister and I feasted on her two pussies. The others were all peering around us. Mother was there. She fretted. I was fine.

“Let’s start to wake her, Oberoy,” I said.

“Mmm, slowly,” purred Lasla. “We want her to be cumming when she wakes up.”

“Yes, Lady Lasla,” Oberoy said, his voice soft.

He thrust out his hand. Beliala whispered in his ear as he worked. The lizardwoman hissed louder. Her body twitched more as if licked my tongue out of her spicy depths and up to her clit. I stroked over her bud.

Some of her tangy juices trickled down her taint to my hungry mouth. I licked up that delight as she quivered there. She moaned as I stroked her with my tongue. I flicked over her bud with my tongue. I loved how she whimpered as I did that.