Volume 3 Chapter 56 – Minataur s*x V (adult F/Minotaur)

The Minotaur bellows at the apprentice and points at the maze. He watches the young apprentice leave. He remembers being a young apprentice and being told to guard the labyrinth while his mentor ravaged a captive.

As the boy who is so soon growing into a warrior makes it out of view, the Minotaur lets go and lets his body do what it wants.

The apprentice turns to the maze and walks into the endless passages. He wasn't sure what was about to happen anyway, but he was sure it was going to be horrific. He remembers the echoes of pain that bounced down the tunnels from the last 2.

Aroused and desperate, Izzy sits on the edge of the bed, her real mission forgotten, or was this the real mission all along? She doesn't know or care. Her heart is racing; she needs this.

She lowers one strap of her wimpy leather bra; she lets the cup fall down, exposing a breast. She presses and squeezes it before running her hand down her side.

The Minotaur sniffs the air and rushes over. He slides a claw under the band of her bra and pulls, snapping it like a wet paper towel. He inhales her scent and pushes her back.

his long wide hot. So very hot, tongue. licks her entire chest every inch.

If she weren't so aroused, she would be disgusted he is leaving a slippery wetness behind, but for right now all she can do is picture that tongue inside her. Or rubbing across her clit.

She pictures both at the same time and feels herself get dizzy with desire.

The Minotaur licks Izzy, his tongue teasing her nipples and under each breast.

She reaches in her panties and grabs one of the candies she has cut into the lining of the flimsy bikini bottoms.

Her body shivering with need and fear like it was her first time, her shaky fingers fumble with the individually packaged sweets.

Her head is tipped back as the Minotaur breathes loudly on her throat. She can feel his cock touching her thigh and resting on her belly.

She drops the candy; she sharply shouts, "Fuck!"

The Minotaur winces and pulls away. Before starting at her feet and licking his way to her knees, he pulls them apart and thrusts his nose into her crotch. Heat from his breath makes her cry out as she finally gets the candy open.

She slips her hand back in. her panties and pushes the small candy inside her; it goes in deep. She doesn't feel different.

"I should have tried this out with the group shit," she thinks and brushes her clit. Her hips rise off the bed, and she settles in to rub her clit as the Minotaur continues his licking. He is at her upper thigh, and she is so desperate to feel that tongue under her bikini.

The Minotaur hears the rustling of fingers and sees her touch herself and he bites the side of the bikini and rips it off; he bends back down and inhales her scent. His slightly wet nose touching her bare skin. A deep rumble from his chest like a roaring fire.

She squeels and spreads her legs. Envisioning what happens next and hoping that the candy has been absorbed.

The Minotaur's long tongue reaches out and licks her from anus to clit; it seems endless. She moans and grabs his horns, pulling him to her sex. "Oh fuck," she whispers. As his forearm-sized tongue investigates where her opening is.

His tongue tip slips inside her easily; the Minotaur's eyebrows rise as he fuck-licks his new breeding stock. He forces 5 inches of tongue inside her, then pulls back to lick her clit and repeats.

His offering squirms; he lifts her from the bed so she can't get away. His nose is roughly massaging her clitoris.

Izzy's belly clenches as she feels the tingles. 'No, please, not yet! Don't make me cum!' but it's too late. Izzy goes limp as she orgasms, her arms spread, her breasts bouncing with each tongue thrust. The tension was gone from her belly momentarily.

The satisfied Minotaur lays her on the bed and removes his loincloth. He watches Izzy's mouth drop open as the massive bovine cock is revealed. He poses the cock, bobbing with each heartbeat. His cock is obviously a point of pride for him.

Izzy's mouth waters. The oh-so-recently gone tension is returning. She sits on the edge of the bed and invites the Minotaur over.

He struts his way over like a wrestler trying to rile up the crowd.

"Fuck," Izzy moans and leans forward to lick his cock. His cum tastes like sweat and honey; the tingles inside her grow like her orgasm is having a second win. She feels desperate, but she wants to worship this member more before she tries the impossible. She licks the sides and tip of her tongue, exploring the opening. The slit on the tip is 2 fingers wide and wet with precum. Izzy swallows hard when she pictures this thing inside her.

The Minotaur arches his back and moos. It had been so long, and now there was a willing breeder.

Izzy feels warm and giddy; this all feels so right to her. The brown and white mottled pattern on the giant cock is like artwork to her. She wants him inside her; she isn't thinking straight.

She licks her way inside his tip. Then she swirls her tongue over the tip, the taste of honey thick and strong.

Just when she was working herself back into a frenzy, the Minotaur grabbed Izzy and laid her back on the bed, parting her legs, making her moan. "Here it is. He is going to do it. I am ready for you, so ready." The Minotaur exhales and inhales Izzy's scent. He bends down and licks her slit from the bottom to the top.

"Is he going to make me cum again??" No, please don't," Izzy squeals and shivers. She has a pang of hatred for the noise she is making; she has never squealed for anyone before, but that tongue is enormous and intense. Izzy feels the Minotaur's tongue swirl over her clit; she bites her cheek and grabs the bed sheets, her body begging for more.

She is breathing sharp breaths, and she screams as the Minotaur's wide tongue licks her insides; it's aiming for her G-spot and dragging itself over it.

"I can't please; just fuck me," she begs.

The Minotaur stamps a hoof; he is almost ready. She is almost as we're as he can make her. He switches between licking her clit and licking inside her. The gentle blows to his head make his hips thrust each time they land. a thin drizzle of cum leaking down the underside. "I can't. I need it. Please fuck me." Izzy begs louder, hitting him harder.

The Minotaur looks confused, but if the human wants pain, it's willing to give it. He picks Izzy up and hugs her to his body. He hikes his cock up and presses it against her opening.

There is a moment of sadness on his face as he knows this will hurt her; this is the point where the fun ends.

The head thrusts against her opening; she can imagine the obscene look of the cock spreading her open. Except it doesn't fit. The Minotaur thrusts a few times, but nothing happens.

"Dammit," Izzy says, looking around for the little cellophane candy lost on the bed.

The Minotaur thrusts, and Izzy shouts in pain and squirms out of his grasp.

Izzy crawls on her knees across the bed. Her ass swaying in the air was so inviting. She blindly searches the bed and finds it.

The Minotaur strokes his cock while he watches her strange antics. As long as she didn't run toward the maze, he wouldn't chase her.

She grabs the little baggy and presses another one into herself. As she dies, the Minotaur crawls. on the bed behind her. Like a rushing bull.

When he gets to her, she expects him to mount her immediately, but instead the Minotaur kneels down to lick her again, but she pushes him away. She wants it, but she is pretty sure he ate the candy out of her last time. She wiggles her hips at him invitingly. "Fuck me, please. I need you," she says.

A light glows inside him, pouring out of his eyes and nose and mouth as he grabs her hips and thrusts.

There is no escape now.

The monster cock pops inside her; she feels wrong as her body elastically makes room. "Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck." She shouts as his cock rubs her clit as it enters her. She looks down and sees her belly bulge; she bites her lip and tries not to cum immediately.

He pulls out and goes back in; it feels like there is no end to him. She struggles, shifting her body, trying to get as much as she can inside, but really that's not an issue. The Minotaur is happy with what he is getting.

He moos loudly and fucks the human with abandon, his monster cock giving her no pain.

The glowing Minotaur arches his back, his nuts slapping into her thighs each time, pushing her a few inches up the bed, and each time the Minotaur pulls Izzy back.

Izzy screams as her body orgasms; she feels her awareness dim as the pleasure overwhelms her brain.

The Minotaur pulls her off of his cock. She had expected to be stretched open, but instead her body shrinks back to normal instantly.

The Minotaur lays Izzy on her back and lifts her legs; he sticks his cock between her legs, and it's long enough to lie on her breasts. He strokes a few times, leaving. A puddle of precum in her cleavage. He pulls back and presses it against her opening.

She feels things shift and move again as he inches his way in.

The Minotaur grunts and thrusts again. Izzy screams again, feeling the ultimate fullness.

The Minotaur breathes out a blue fire, and his eyes change to a baby blue as he thrusts into Izzy. The sound is almost like the chuffing of a steam engine. Breathe out with each thrust as he knocks the wind out of her in a moment of relief as he pulls out.

Izzy clings to the sheets, lost in pleasure and the realization of her fantasy. And then everything changes: the psychic inhibitor the Minotaur has been wearing falls off. It lands on the bed and then onto the floor.

She instantly connects with the Minotaur.

Izzy gets to feel his cock as it goes inside her. "Fuck, I am so tight," Izzy wheezes. Then she feels the deeper desires of the Minotaur.

She feels his desire to pump her full of his cum. She sees her belly bloated like she is pregnant. She feels dizzy with the combined sensations.

Izzy gets hit by a wave of lust as the Minotaur feels her own desire to get bred by his monster cock.

You're right; I want it. I want your cum. I want your baby. " Izzy whimpers and turns her head and bites the Minotaur's wrist. To stop herself from hyperventilating.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck," she groans as she sees images of the Minotaur fucking her on an island far away with golden sands. Images of him holding her while she is pregnant.

She tears up and comforts the Minotaur.

"Breed me, and I will give you a baby," she moans, her body desperate for it. She imagines she is ovulating and then does the math; she is pretty sure she is.

The Minotaur changes gear and thrusts faster. Izzy can feel his nuts tighten.

She whimpers as she feels an orgasm starting. "Fuck, fuck, fuck me. Fill me. Breed me. Do it. Give it to meeeeeee," she agonizes.

The Minotaur lifts his head and bellows as he floods her insides, his cock acting like a cork holding it deeply inside her. He keeps going, and she looks down, and her belly is bulging hugely. He beams with pride.

Izzy convulses lightly from overload as her brain tries to make sense of what just happened but can't. She feels him lift her hips and put a pillow under her butt. And then she passes out.