Seeking out a satyr bacchanalia. Stripping yourself bare in front of them so they know what you came for.
Seating yourself on a brown skinned satyr’s lap, his black body hair soft against your thighs. You squirm with rising desire as you watch an olive-skinned satyr fuck the face of a pale, light haired satyr, both of them outlined in the glow of the fire. The satyr behind you presses kisses across your shoulders and neck, his hands cupping your chest and pinching your nipples.
You spread your legs wider as you grow wet, and the brown-skinned satyr drops one hand from your chest to trace across your cunt lips and massage your clit. He sucks his wet fingers into his mouth, and hums with pleasure. “Better than wine or honey,” he says. His erection presses hard and eager against your back.
The olive-skinned satyr is watching you, and you see the moment he comes – his mouth a round ‘O’ of pleasure, his chest heaving. He pulls his partner to his feet after and pushes him towards you. “Kiss him,” he says to you, and smiles.
The fair-haired satyr bends down, pinches your jaw open with one hand, and feeds the cum on his tongue into your mouth, and you swallow. Your body heats and your nerves tingle. You realise that satyr’s cum must be a kind of aphrodisiac to humans. The satyr in front of you rises. Your mouth waters at the sight of his hard cock, leaking with pre-cum.
On your hands and knees, you take the dick of the fair-haired satyr into your mouth and suck hard and desperate. He moans and slides his fingers into your hair. The satyr behind you glides his cock across your dripping cunt lips but then pushes your thighs together to rut between your thighs, with rough, hard thrusts that push your mouth to the root of the other satyr’s dick until he spurts down your throat, and you swallow. The satyr behind you pulls back from between your thighs and spatters ropes of cum across your back.
Your legs and arms give way. You are turned over and your cunt tasted. Your hands grip on horns and push the satyr’s face tight against your pussy, and grind against it until you come shaking.
Another satyr grasps at the meat of your thigh and pulls it up so he can watch as he pumps fingers into your sopping wet hole. You come again and again on tongues, on fingers, on the sensation of your nipples being bit and sucked by two different mouths.
Your eyes close, lost in pleasure. You feel orgasm drunk, but still wanting, waiting to be rammed into by a fat, drooling cock and filled with cum.
The hands eventually leave you, and you open your eyes to see the satyr’s leader in front of you, a golden circlet of leaves on his head. He is broad and the cock that he is pumping lazily with one hand is thick and veined. He folds your legs back and slams his cock into you with one hard push. Even though your cunt is dripping, you can feel your walls spasm at the stretch. Without giving you a moment to adjust to his size, he begins to fuck roughly into you, and you pull him closer with your arms to hang on. He presses his teeth into your neck as he orgasms. You feel cum slicking your insides as he keeps pumping into you until you come one last time, and your mind goes blank.
