He laughs quietly and wraps me in a gentle hug.
I’m now a curious little creature on a mission, so I clamber around Razul and climb onto his shell. There’s a flat-ish area right behind his humanoid spine before his shell splits in half to cover his wings. He makes an amused clicking noise, and I knowhe’ll scoop me up and put me back down if I’m somewhere I shouldn’t be.
I lean down over his shell, admiring the iridescent greens. A thousand shades glimmer in every beam of light, shifting as I tilt my head and slide my hands over the smooth surface.
His shell lifts slightly as he fidgets his wings, then tucks them back down.
I slide down onto the pillows next to him, and he gently tilts away from my landing area. I trace the deep black chitin of his jointed forelegs from just behind his torso down to the pillows. His legs each have a thick first segment like a thigh, a thinner segment like a shin, and a flexible foot. The foot is made of many little segments and ends in smooth, crescent-shaped pincers.
I pick up one set of pincers, articulating them gently, fascinated as the segments move.
Then the claws lunge at my nose and pinch just shy of it, teasing.
I flinch, and Razul chuckles.
I glare at him, then drop his foot. I return my hands to his side, walking my fingers along to his second set of legs. The third set anchors in his abdomen, under his wings, and the joint twitches under my fingers as I touch it, as if it tickles. I step around behind Razul’s last leg, sliding my hands over the curve of his abdomen. The texture really is like thick leather, with horizontal creases that help it bend more easily. It twitches downward under my touch, curling slightly.
I continue further down, and Razul jolts, iridescent wings poking out as his shell flexes.
I reach impulsively for that shimmer, grasping the smooth, taut wings.
Razul shudders and the wings vibrate in my grasp, though he doesn’t pull away.
The firmer veins support the wing’s structure, like ribs of steel with clear plastic stretched between them, except totally organic. I’m utterly fascinated, running my hands down the transparent, flexible surface.
Razul’s breathing gets progressively louder.
I glance up to see his ochre cheeks flushed reddish, his pupils broad and dark.
Oh.Oh.
A little thrill turns over in my chest. I run my hand along his wing, reaching further up this time, closer to where they anchor.
Razul’s eyes roll back as his breath shakes in his lungs.
At the end of his abdomen, something wet and clear peeks out. His body twitches, curling under more.
Heat flutters in my chest as I remember how he fucked me.
Excitement ushers me on. I trail my hands down Razul’s body, doubling back around to follow the curve until I reach his clear cock poking out. Clear fluid drips around it, and when I slide my hands through it, it’s silky and light.
Razul moans and shudders, scooping me up.
I pout, my playtime over.
Razul flops over on his back, plopping me down where his middle set of legs attaches, my back to his chest. His abdomen flexes, offering his cock to me.
I reach out, eager for the six inches currently showing, already as thick as my fist. I really took all that girth? I knew the hucow transformation would make my tissues more elastic, but I didn’t realizehow muchmore elastic.
Razul moans under me as I run my hands along his tip, and the rest of his cock gradually slides out. His abdomen twitches and spasms in the most mesmerizing way, dripping more clear fluid around his cock with every contraction. It’s not long before the vein at the center gradually fills with golden fluid.
I watch eagerly as it slowly approaches me, moving down his cock with every throb and pulse.
Finally, a golden bead forms at his tip.
I gently lean down and lick it up.
Fuck,it tastes good. Rich and complex, like toffee on steroids. I shove Razul’s shaft in my mouth and suck hard, making him spasm and drip more.
