Elegy for a Star

Tess let out a soft moan, rocking her head back and panting toward the ceiling. Her hand rested on Scirocca’s silky, black hair as her head bobbed to and fro, mouth wrapped around Tess’ dick. Tess couldn’t say who was better between Scirocca and Miri, but there was something that felt much more lewd about doing this with the winged woman, someone she wasn’t sharing a body with, so soon after meeting her. That excitement made it all the more enjoyable.

Tess used both hands on Scirocca’s head, not pressuring her in any way but using her to brace herself lest her knees buckle. Scirocca’s suckling only picked up the more noise Tess made. Tess was in love. Not with Scirocca—though she was certainly enjoying the woman immensely—but with getting head. There was something so intensely enjoyable about someone giving their all to focus on just giving you as much pleasure as possible.

Just as Tess’ eyes were fluttering shut, Scirocca’s lips pulled away. Tess looked down at her and saw Scirocca licking her lips. She noticed that the woman had a hand between her own legs and spotted a glistening wetness. The thought excited Tess. Was she really going to have sex for the first time? Well, the first time that she can remember. Certainly the first time with a cock.

Tess must’ve had a dumb expression on her face for how sex-drunk she was. Dizzy with pleasure and lust. Even Scirocca couldn’t help but cover her smiling lips, “You look ready.”

Scirocca rose to her feet and took Tess’ hand, urging her toward the bed and laying her down upon it. Tess relaxed, her head upon a pillow, her cock standing tall and wet from Scirocca’s attentions. Gods, did she need to cum. Even her cock conveyed that notion. Hard and swollen, throbbing, already dribbling precum in little beads that run down the tip of her length.

Tess’ chest was rising and falling, and she took it upon herself to cup her breasts and gently rub her own nipples. She gave little whimpers as Scirocca climbed onto the bed—dark and sleek, catlike—and made her way over to Tess. On her way, she dipped her head and drew one long lick up the underside of Tess’ cock, crawling forward until her knees were just beside Tess’ hips, and Scirocca’s body was just above Tess’ cock.

Scirocca was gorgeous. Tess knew that already, but seeing her there, so confident in herself—in her actions and body—knowing just what she wanted. She felt her body sinking into the bed, her mind going blank. For a moment, when her heart was fluttering like a vibrating bowstring, Tess forgot all of her problems and was just grateful to be here, in this bed, with Scirocca, about to do this.

The winged woman leaned down and pressed her lips to Tess’, canting her head to find a more comfortable angle. Lips closed, the kiss was rather chaste for all that they’ve done and are going to do; It was a show of kindness and care, rather than lust and haste. That was the kiss that Tess needed. Any thought that she wanted to “save” her virginity for someone special fled her mind. Scirocca was special. Scirocca respected her. Scirocca cared that she was comfortable and secure. It was strange to find this in a stranger, and stranger still that Tess wasn’t worried about anything right now. She was comfortable, relaxed and felt very safe for the first time since her summoning.

It was all of these thoughts swarming her mind that distracted her from the fact that Scirocca’s hand was on her cock, guiding it between the woman’s legs. Tess let out a lungful of air, unable to wipe the soft, excited smile off of her face, and watched between their bodies as they came together.

Tess could feel Scirocca’s heat, and the winged woman parted her labia by running Tess’ crown back and forth through them. After that, all it took was lining her up and slowly lowering her hips. Tess’ head went back as she felt Scirocca’s body struggle to accommodate her. “You’re so big,” Scirocca whispered, “The biggest I’ve seen.” The compliments drove Tess wild. She couldn’t say that it was a fantasy of hers—as far as she knew—that she wanted to have a dick, but it was quickly becoming something she was happy about. Better yet, it was a really, really nice dick.

Scirocca had to wiggled her hips, urging them down to squeeze Tess inside of her. It required a lot of back and forth, rising and falling, slickening Tess up for her to take inch after inch after inch. “Uuhn~..” Scirocca moaned, and that erotic sound drove Tess wild. She wanted to make this woman feel incredible. She had to.

The task was easier than Tess had expected, because Scirocca looked to be enjoying herself immensely as she slowly took Tess’ cock inside of her. “You’re going to reach places in me that no one ever has,” the jeweled roman whispered, “In a way, that’ll be a first for me, too, you know.”

The thought drew a quiver from Tess, before she felt Scirocca’s body meet her own. She was inside of her; inside of that tight, squeezing, hot body. She was burning up, feverish even, and Tess felt like Scirocca was melting around her cock like butter. She was wet, which made it all the easier when Scirocca began to bring up her hips and gently drop them down to Tess’ body. The slick motion of squeezing Tess’ cock in and out of her body drove Tess wild. She rocked her head back, side to side. Her toes curled and she let out excited, panting breaths. Her hands naturally went to Scirocca’s hips, and the woman’s wings covered around them, soft feathers embracing Tess’ hands, as though she wanted them to remain there.

“Tess,” Scirocca whispered as she rose and fell, building up a rhythmic pace, “Spank me.”

Tess obliged, bringing one hand behind Scirocca’s hip and smacking the woman’s buttcheek, causing it to bounce and ripple in a pleasant manner. Tess enjoyed it, especially hearing Scirocca’s gasp, and she repeated the action a few times, each to the same effect.

“You’re getting close,” Scirocca whispered, and Tess could very much feel that this was true. She wondered how her lover knew, but didn’t press the issue right now. Scirocca continued, “Roll us over.”

Tess followed instructions, urging Scirocca to the side and rolling on top of her, all while staying stuffed inside the woman’s tight sex. Being on top gave Tess a feeling of control. She could fuck Scirocca however she liked right now; as fast and hard as she needed, if Scirocca were willing. Tess gave a testing motion, rocking her hips back and forward.

“I want you to cum inside me,” Scirocca whispered into Tess’ ear. Her breath was cool and smelled of cloves, “Can you do that for me?”

That was the last straw, and Tess knew that she was nearing the point of no return, so she dug in and went for it. 

Pak, pak, pak!

The sound of flesh slapping flesh filled the room as Tess lost all control. The rhythm she’d built began to slowly break down as her hips jerked desperately. She couldn’t bear it. Scirocca was too hot. Those wet, hot, grasping muscles squeezed Tess’ cock it felt like they wouldn’t let her go.

Finally, Tess’ thrusts broke down into three deep, powerful pushes, climaxing into one final pump where she stayed as deep in Scirocca’s body as she could. Tess’ body quivered and shook, her whole form was tensed up and her cock pulsed once, then twice, and then began gushing cum deep into Scirocca’s womb. “Keep going,” Scirocca encouraged in between her own cries of joy, “Let it all out, Tess!”

There were a few more twitchy thrusts from Tess, but she otherwise stayed buried, filling Scirocca until the cum had nowhere else to go but for that pearly cream to spill out around Tess’ thickness and make a mess of the bed between them. Tess collapsed atop Scirocca, who embraced her with arms and wings both. “You did it,” Scirocca whispered proudly, which was charming given that it was such an easy and desired thing to do.

“Now let me clean you up,” Scirocca cooed, “And I’ll tell you about your gift.”