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VespertineJack

some old, short, super gratuitous, raptor smut thing

Aug 12th, 2020 (edited)
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  1. Note: I think I originally wrote it out longer, but cut stuff to meet the char. count. I dunno, I forgot I wrote this. The second post number is just the edited version.
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  4. All risky, but all for that which is truly best in life. Whether flat-chested or endowed, imagine - resting your head upon her thicc, silky thighs. Imagine the heavy preening sessions you both look forward to as the sun retires, delicately raking your fingers through her feathers, grazing the sensitive flesh hidden beneath her cream-colored down, your pampering waxing sensual as her breaths become slighter and more ragged, hennish purring rumbling up through her relaxed shoulders. Closing any lingering gaps between the two of you, you feel her, perhaps impulsively, rolling her plush, voluptuous flanks into your groin. She gasps (and chirrups) under her breath, rewarded by the rigid prodding of your sex beneath her tail. She grinds against you with gusto, her tail flitting about above you like a mistletoe. Her hands clutch yours firmly and raise your palms to her downy breast(s), begging your initiative, daring you to take her and glut your burgeoning lust with her body. You press into her neck plume, indulging in her waxy scent, and urge her forward on all fours. She coos dove-like, feathers aflutter at the thrill of sweet submission, and positions herself in accord with you. Your feathered flame tucks her bowed head under your chin and rubs lovingly against you, her fleecy flesh growing hot and tingly. Back in college, when you were still just lifelong besties, she told you what her guiltiest pleasure was over a throng of empty shot glasses.
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  6. With mounting anticipation (and her jeans mysteriously down around her knees), she anxiously raises her tail over your shoulder and grinds her lace-clad derriere up into your groin, teasing your painfully erect mommy-maker tantalizingly close to fourth base.
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  8. Tacitly retaking the upper hand, you briskly run your hands along her underarms, catching her off guard, before pressing and rocking your thumbs into the tense spots along the considerable length of her slim neck, her firm shoulders, and her
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  11. All risky, but all for that which is truly best in life. Whether flat-chested or endowed, imagine - resting your head upon her thicc, silky thighs. Imagine the heavy preening sessions you both look forward to as the sun retires, delicately raking your fingers through her feathers, grazing the sensitive flesh hidden beneath her cream-colored down, your pampering waxing sensual as her breaths become slighter and more ragged, hennish purring rumbling up through her relaxed shoulders. Closing any lingering gaps between the two of you, you feel her, perhaps impulsively, rolling her plush, voluptuous flanks into your groin. She gasps (and chirrups) under her breath, rewarded by the rigid prodding of your sex beneath her tail. She begins grinding into you with gusto, her tail flitting about above you like a mistletoe. Her hands clutch yours firmly and raise your palms to her downy breast(s), begging your initiative, daring you to take her and glut your burgeoning lust with her body.
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  13. You press into her neck plume, indulging in her waxy scent, and urge her forward on all fours. She coos dove-like, feathers aflutter at the thrill of being submissive, and positions herself in accord with you. Your feathered flame tucks her bowed head under your chin and rubs lovingly against you, her fleecy flesh growing hot and tingly.
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  15. With mounting anticipation, she anxiously raises her tail over your shoulder, and thrusts her pink lace-clad derriere up into your groin, rubbing your painfully erect mommy-maker tantalizingly against the growing wet spot over fourth base. You'd both probably be rutting like animals by this point, had you removed your briefs earlier.
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  17. Planning to regain the upper hand from the mischievous subbyosaur, you briskly run your hands along her underarms, catching her off guard, before pressing and rocking your thumbs into the tense spots along the considerable length of her slim neck, her firm shoulders, and her silky-but-sinewy back.
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