CoC2 - Brint - After Tree Naga

His massive balls slap against your butt as you scream Brint’s name, scarcely believing he can still be so fucking thick and hard after his first load. His gigantic cock plunges into your pale pussy with bestial abandon, the minotaur holding your hands behind your back and bouncing you off his muscular thighs every time he roughly pulls you back into them. The snakewoman lies gasping beneath you, eyes fluttering and body covered in sweat while you shake and drip above her. She’s utterly ruined, and you’re next.

You feel like such a slut for revelling so much in the brutal treatment of your body, but that doesn’t stop your eyes from rolling in your head when you feel a squirt of hot precum inside you. If anything it just makes you even hornier, knowing he’s so close to busting a massive nut into your squelching pussy. You can feel him gripping you tighter, grunting and flexing, his barrel-like thighs slamming into the back of your own.

"Fuh- fucking destroy me!" you pant, voice strained as you tense up on the verge of your own orgasm. "Briiiint!"

He picks you up right as you start to cum, wrapping his arms around your big jugs and linking them behind your neck before he swings you down onto his gigantic studcock. You let out a moan of ecstasy that’s immediately drowned out by the loud, guttural groan from behind you, the minotaur finding release in the confines of your tight, spasming walls. Two feet of throbbing equine cock erupts inside you, jets of hot, thick seed shooting up into your body before the excess begins to drip and splatter the snakewoman below.

Your own orgasm is no less impressive, albeit somewhat subdued. Blissful pleasure washes through your entire form, forcing you to grit your teeth just to stay sane amidst the mixed sensations of twin releases. Your cunt clamps down on Brint so tightly you can feel his heartbeat resounding through you for a second before he bulls his way past your weak resistance, translucent girl-cum trickling down his lengthy shaft. His flared cockhead paints your womb white, filling you with enough virile spunk to keep you looking pregnant for hours.

"Khaak..." he sighs eventually, tensed muscles relaxing.

He slowly loosens his grip on you, unwrapping his arms and guiding you to a lying position on top of the naga woman he so thoroughly made use of just minutes before. Now you know how she feels. Brint pulls himself out with a grunt and you moan, feeling a deluge of his spunk run down your shaking thighs. Just feeling the flared edge of his cock slip out of your inflamed lips makes you cum a little, setting you quivering all over again.

"That’s better," he mutters absentmindedly, wiping himself off on your buttcheeks. "Meet me outside when you’re ready again, Colekin."

It takes you the better part of ten minutes but you manage to clean yourself off and leave the snakewoman’s little home feeling almost as capable of adventure as you did when you arrived. The naga herself is no doubt pleased with the new source of warmth, fleeting though it may be, practically coated in minotaur seed both inside and out.

"Ay-ah, Colekin," Brint calls, waving you over from a distance. "I’ve got the equipment. Let’s go."

Joining him and taking your share, you set off once more.