A romp with Gilda


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                                            >you try to imagine your nice life back home

                                            >an okay job

                                            >a warm house

                                            >not having to live in a drafty cave

                                            >but you need to focus on things now

                                            >like the ceiling leaking again

                                            >and the fact you can't fix it until it tops raining

                                            >or the ancient wood stove that is much cleaner than when you first moved in but still needs to be replaced

                                            >the dinged and most likely stolen cafeteria trays that are the only plates here

                                            >and most pressing

                                            >180 lbs of feathers and sharp talons that is currently purring and smothering you in her soft plumage

                                            >you attempt to slide a unobtrusively as possible from her grasp

                                            >after what seems like ages you manage to escape

                                            >the dishes need to be done, the fire needs more wood, the rain bucket is probably nearly full-

                                            >'Hey, what are you doing up?'

                                            >her husky voice is made even deeper from sleep but it cuts the silence

                                            >'Uh, nothing, Gilda. just some chores, go back to bed.'

                                            >'Don't tell me what to do, dweeb.'

                                            >she stretches on the bed

                                            >her rippling muscles flexing under her soft feathers as her wings expand and her talons extend with a crack

                                            >with a stroke of her wings she glides off the bed

                                            >kicking up dust and throwing the sheets on the floor

                                            'You know, you could have just walked over.'

                                            >she sidles up close to you and pulls you under her wing

                                            >you try to maintain your irritation

                                            >you fail and nuzzle closer to her

                                            >she breathes into your ear

                                            >'I need you in bed, dork. Now.'

                                            >the first part is soft for her, could almost be mistaken for a request

                                            >but the last word is a firm order

                                            >she follows up with a quick nip to your ear

                                            >it hurts but it also sends a shock of pleasure down your spine

                                            >you tell yourself that it is the potential for more pain that makes you walk over to the still warm bed

                                            >you hesitate

                                            >nothing is going to get done today if she gets her way again

                                            >'Why don't we just go to the groceries or something and get som-'

                                            >she responds by throwing you on it

                                            >pomf

                                            >'Nope, Clothes. Off. Now.'

                                            >soon your lying in the bed naked and shivering

                                            >you tell yourself it from the cold

                                            >Gilda straddles your crotch

                                            >she grinds against your already erect cock

                                            >you try to hold back a shudder of pleasure

                                            >you can't and even let out a small moan

                                            >her own, much larger, penis is starting to rouse

                                            >'See? You wanted this more than I did.'

                                            >her long tongue licks your ear eliciting another, much stronger, shudder

                                            >you manage to get your hands to your mouth before another moan gets out

                                            >she roughly pins your hands against the bed

                                            >'It's no fun if I can't hear you squirm.'

                                            >her full foot and a half is now raging erect

                                            >the veins are rubbing against your own

                                            >both of your precum is giving plenty of lube for her increased tempo

                                            >you instinctively raise your hips in rhythm to her

                                            >you pant and whimper, all thought besides her dick against yours long forgotton

                                            >she suddenly stops

                                            >you let out a small whine despite yourself

                                            >' You know I'm not in the mood anymore.'

                                            'W-what?'

                                            >you can clearly see her throbbing member leaking precum

                                            >you twitch as drops land on your sensitive penis


                                            >'I said I ain't in the mood, you can go back to doing whatever.'

                                            >she's grins

                                            >'Unless you want me to continue.'

                                            'yes.'

                                            >'Sorry, I got feathers over my ears. What'd you say?'

                                            'Please keep on...'

                                            >'Being awesome? Sure will,'

                                            'Please let me touch it. I want it, I need it!'

                                            >the desperation and defeat is clear in your voice

                                            >she smugly smiles as she reclines on the foot of the bed

                                            >'Get your fill then.'

                                            >you crawl on all fours to her

                                            >her dick towers over you

                                            >the smell is almost suffocating

                                            >you tentatively reach out

                                            >'If I wanted to jack off, I'd do it myself. Use your mouth.'

                                            >you gulp

                                            >starting at the base of her swollen testes you lick your way up

                                            >you suckle the sweat and fluid drenched sack like a baby

                                            >the powerful taste emboldens you

                                            >keeping the suction you make your way up and down the shaft

                                            >the precum is streaming down now

                                            >you thirstily drink up what you can

                                            >you stop before the head

                                            >you begin flicking the throbbing member with your tongue

                                            >may as well get back a Gilda a bit

                                            >'Get to the main-'

                                            >you take the head into your mouth suddenly

                                            >she twitches and spasms

                                            >you just hold on and keep sucking

                                            >your tongue circles the rim and finds it's way to her urethra

                                            >she thrusts upwards

                                            >the first spurt hits the back of your throat

                                            >coating it in her thick and musky cum

                                            >you swallow as fast as you can but it seems like it'll never stop

                                            >soon it's dribbling down your mouth

                                            >getting all over the sheets and her crotch

                                            >your head is blank

                                            >nothing but the thought of getting as much of her delicious spunk into your stomach as possible


                                            >her dick slowly goes to semi-erect but you keep sucking

                                            >she grimaces

                                            >'Hey, nothing's in there any more, you idiot.'

                                            >you pretend not to hear her

                                            >she lifts you like a cumsoaked ragdoll and throws you flat on the bed

                                            >now you're the one on your back

                                            >your bobbing manhood still swaying

                                            >Gilda reaches down and starts stroking

                                            'If I wanted a handjob, I'd just do it myself'

                                            >your self satisfied smile disappears when she grips hard at the head

                                            >'You know, you got an awful big mouth for a guy with a dick surrounded by claws.'

                                            >she smirks as she brings her head down

                                            >she begins licking the inner parts of your thigh with her long tongue

                                            >with every long lap she gets closer and closer to your nuts but never actually touches them

                                            >your penis is still throbbing from her grip on it

                                            >with a thrust of her beak she shoves her tongue deep into your asshole

                                            >coupled with the sudden release of your member you almost cum

                                            >you manage to hold back

                                            >it writhes and twists inside you occasionally hitting your prostate

                                            >jesus, how long is that thing?

                                            >you can't hold on for much longer

                                            >she stops

                                            >thank god

                                            >she then shoves two of her talons into you

                                            >you gasp at the sudden intrusion

                                            >roughly, she curls her fingers upwards, directly stimulating your prostate

                                            >you reach to stroke your aching dick

                                            >'Not so fast there, lets see how bad you wanna cum.'

                                            >she pins your arms to the bed and starts fingering you harder

                                            >you're so close

                                            >she stops for a second time

                                            >you unconsciously whine like a dog who's toy was taken from him

                                            >'Relax, I got something better for you.'

                                            >she gets up and hovers her dripping pussy over your almost bursting dick


                                            >you wake up to the sound of rain still gently falling

                                            >Gilda is gently patting your head

                                            >you keep your eyes closed

                                            >she lightly shakes you

                                            >'You awake?'

                                            >you keep up the ploy a bit longer

                                            >'I love you, Anon.'

                                            >you're taken aback by that but smile nonetheless

                                            'I love yo-'

                                            >you're interrupted by a pillow to the head

                                            >'If you're awake, go make me some food, you fucking dork.'

                                            >you get up and give her a peck on the beak before you leave the bed