IRO
Iro blinked up at the screen, still dazed from the intense climax Zeltaria had just orchestrated. His body was still tingling from the rough play, his backside throbbing from the anal beads and his smaller cock still sensitive from her touch.
âReady for round twoâ¦Master Zelâ¦â he managed to gasp out, surprised at his own eagerness to dive back into the deep end.
Zeltariaâs lips curled into a smile as she hit play. â~Good boy.~â
The video started, and Iroâs voice, more lively than he felt at the moment, filled the room.
âI can ride better than anyone. I can ride better than you. Better than your mom. Hell, I can ride better than your sister combined with a horse jockey. Combined!â
The video cut, and Iro shivered. He remembered saying those words during a live stream of a wild Western game. His viewers had teased him about his poor horse-riding skills, and heâd responded with his usual bravado. Now, he was about to pay the priceâ¦
Zeltaria moved towards Iro, her hooves making soft sounds against the carpet. She stopped at the edge of the bed, where Iroâs legs were still hanging over the side. Leaning over him, she ran her hands up his chest.
âRide better than anyoneâ¦is that your claim, Mr. Iro? Shall we put it to the test?â Her voice was a seductive purr that sent shivers down Iroâs spine. He knew he couldnât refuse her, and he didnât want to.
âY-yesâ¦Master Zelâ¦,â he stammered, his throat tight with anticipation.
Zel patted his cheek and moved to sit on the edge of the bed. With a snap of her fingers, her body shifted, and a large, nine-inch cock sprang to life.
Iro was sure Zeltaria could change her body at will, and she was using that ability to give herself a formidable tool that was one-and-a-half inches wide.
The sight of it made Iroâs body twitch. When Zel started stroking it while looking at him, he found himself moving towards her before he even realized what he was doing.
He crawled onto the bed and straddled Zelâs thighs, his own four-inch cock rubbing against her much larger one.
A blush spread across his cheeks as Zel wrapped her hand around both of their cocks. Her other hand moved to his face, her thumb brushing over his lips.
âCome on, puppy, show me these ~riding skills~,â Zeltaria whispered. The words sent a thrill of fear and excitement through Iro, making his fur stand on end and his tail puff up.
His tail started to wag as he placed his hands on Zelâs shoulders for support. He lifted his hips, positioning himself over Zeltariaâs impressive shaft.
Zeltariaâs hand moved from his face to his waist, guiding him down. She gave a nod, a silent command for him to start.
Iro shivered as he lowered himself onto her, a silent moan escaping his lips as he was filled completely. Her cock seemed to adjust to his body, hard at first but then softening to follow the curves of his insides. Soon, all nine inches were inside him.
Heâd never felt so full before, and his tail wagged furiously, hitting Zelâs legs.
Zeltaria moved her hand to his face, cupping his cheek. âThatâs a good boy. Maybe you werenât just boasting. But you donât seem to be ~riding~. Youâre just ~sitting~.â
Her lips curved into a smile, and Iro found himself staring into the face of the red-skinned demoness, knowing what was coming next.
With a moan, Iro pushed up with his legs, managing to lift himself about six inches. But three inches of her remained inside him at all times as he started to bounce on Zeltariaâs massive cock.
He also started to move his hips in a circular motion, trying different techniques to increase her pleasure.
It seemed to be working. Zeltaria leaned back on one hand, the other moving to Iroâs thigh, and let out moans of pleasure as Iro rode her.
As Zeltaria leaned back, Iro lost his grip on her shoulders. He grabbed her hand on his thigh and his own cock, continuing to bounce on her.
He immediately regretted touching himself. The first stroke sent him over the edge, and he came, his cum landing on Zeltariaâs stomach and his own hand.
Zeltaria looked down at her stomach and Iroâs spent cock. She grinned and sat up, running her finger through the cum and holding it in front of Iroâs mouth. He didnât stop bouncing, knowing she would make him start over if he did.
âLick,â she commanded.
Iroâs tongue darted out to clean her finger, the salty taste unfamiliar and a little unpleasant. But if this was going to be a regular part of their afternoons, he figured heâd better get used to it.
âGood boy,â she cooed when he finished.
Her hand moved to his cock, her fingers expertly teasing him. He was still sensitive from his orgasm, and her touch was pure torture.
His moans turned into squeals as she continued to pleasure him.
Suddenly, Zeltaria thrust up, meeting Iroâs downward motion. She came, filling him with her cum. The sensation sent Iro over the edge again, and he came, his cum dribbling onto Zelâs hand.
Zeltaria hummed and smiled as Iroâs body went limp on top of her. He fell forward, his head landing in her ample cleavage.
She scratched behind his ears as she cleaned her hand with her tongue. Then she started rubbing his back, comforting him after their intense session.
âYou did well,â she murmured gently into his ear. âLetâs get you cleaned up. Thatâs enough for today.â
Iro mumbled something unintelligible into her chest. Zel began to rise, supporting his weight with one hand while keeping him close to her with the other. She walked him, still impaled, to the bathroom.
Stepping into the bathtub, she slowly lifted Iro off her shaft. It sprung free with a loud pop, and cum started to gush from Iroâs tired ass, spurting into the tub.
âAs much as I enjoy making a mess, cum is a pain to clean up,â Zel said, rubbing Iroâs back and holding him in her arms as he emptied into the tub.
Zeltaria turned on the faucet, and warm water started to fill the tub, washing the cum down the drain. Once the tub was clean, she sat down, plugging the drain and cradling Iro in her arms. She rolled him over so that the back of his head rested between her large breasts, and she began to massage his body.
âTodayâs lesson is to watch what we say, right?â she teased, as Iro panted and gasped from his exhausting afternoon.
Iroâs ass was still unable to close fully. All he could do was nod and shudder in response to her question as another glob of cum escaped him.
This was going to be one hell of a job.