Geologist stumbles upon a geode housing a horny crystal golem
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"Heading out, don't stay too long," Max calls from the ladder. I continue working on a specific rock formation. My pick clicks against the stone as small flakes fall to the ground.
"Uh-huh," I reply absent-mindedly. Max huffs, but I hear his boots as he walks away.
Finally, some peace and quiet. I don't hate Max; he is just...too much. I prefer the quiet anyway. Surrounded by my rocks, gems, crystals, stones; now that's the life for me.
I press onwards as the little brain-rotting endorphins fuel me to continue exploring. A large plate of rock careens off a rounded casing that makes my heart stop.
"A geode," I pet at the hard exterior. The texture feels right. I pick off more stone in hopes of finding the edges. It just keeps going. "My god, this has to be huge!"
When there is no end in sight, I get out my equipment to break through. With well-placed cuts and hits, I make a small hole to get inside. Adorning my helmet light, I scramble my way in.
My light bounces off the walls of crystals. The reflection illuminates the entire cavity in a show of purples and whites. My heart skips a beat at the sight. What an amazing discovery! The room has to be the size of a studio apartment. Different structures of protruding amethyst and quartz jut from seemingly random sections. Little sparkles of forming minerals lay on the flooring like a carpet. I'm careful as I explore further.
"Wow," my voice echoes. I twist my light every which way to admire the show of the reflected surfaces. As I take another step, an earth-shaking sound comes from further in the cavity. I plant my feet to prevent myself from collapsing into a well-placed spike of quartz. From beyond, an assortment of crystals move, rising high as a hunk of rock lumbers towards me.
"Wow," I shake with excitement," A golemn!"
The lumbering protector walks over with earth-shaking steps. He stands tall, well placed, with collections of purple and white decorating him like armor. Spikes of amethyst jut from his back, spirals of quartz run over his chest. I can only admire as he comes closer.
"You're beautiful," I shout. When he begins to invade my space, I stumble in my admiration. He reaches out and snags me by the collar. "Hey!"
He brings me up to his face, sneering down at me. I hold on to his arms, feet kicking out to find some purchase. He looks me over.
"Hey, I didn't mean to cause any harm. I'm a geologist! I found your geode and couldn't help myself. I mean, just look at this place- look at you! You're gorgeous," I ramble. The hulking creature quirks a rocky brow at my compliment. His stone eyes look over me once again, but with a heat I don't know what to do with.
The golem paws at my clothes, sharp edges cutting up my shirt.
"Hey," I shout. He tears the flimsy button up with ease. I cover my bra and stomach. With nothing keeping me up, the shirt snaps in his grip, and I collapse to the floor. Shallow gashes span the length of my arm, though it's all superficial. Before I can check myself, the crystal-covered beast descends upon me.
"Whoa," I press my hand to his glowing chest," Slow down a second, buddy." To my surprise, he does. His hulking arms frame me, feeling like a personal geode the way the crystals catch my headlamp. I look at my hand. A white fading out into purple shows his life force at its center. I admire the warmth pulsing behind my palm. My finger pets along the smooth surface, a soft rumble coming from him. A piece juts from between his legs. I maneuver my legs aside to see a smoothed and polished cock.
"Oh?" I watch him flex, showing off the girth and length. A pulse jumps at my crotch that's both unexpected and not necessarily unwanted. I pat his chest," Alright, big boy, you are going to have to do some work if you want me to take that."
He chuckles with a gravely laugh. Same as my shirt, he claws away the material with minimal hassle. I worry for a moment about having to take his cock without preparation, but he folds me in half to bend near my pussy. A slippery tendril glides over my folds, making me jump at the sudden attention. A wide tongue swipes long, lazy strokes over my clit. I melt in myself. A soft, cozy feeling engulfs me.
"Yes," I purr. He lathers me in his spit, dipping down lower to delve his tongue inside me. I'm surprised by his reach. A good size to stretch me with only his mouth. Truly amazing. I try to grind into him, get as much as I can. Though he holds me off the ground, balancing on my shoulder blades. My toes curl and flex, and a burning begins to overtake me. I cum on his tongue with a shout into the beautiful cavern. He continues to fuck me on his tongue until I'm spent.
I take a moment to catch my breath, though not nearly long enough. He grabs me from around the waist and careens backwards. In a fluid motion, he has me straddling his lap, his crystal cock presented next to my mound.
"Eager thing," I note. He slides a finger up my thigh towards my bra. With a swipe, he snaps the connection between the pads. I spill out of the unsupportive material. He swats the fabric away and cups me.
"Pretty," he says. His voice is so deep and scratchy that it's clear he doesn't speak much. Either way, my heart swells, and my pussy aches.
I look back at his shaft with a new set of determination. I rise off his lap and rub myself on him. He vibrates, his chest glowing. I grab him and line him up with me. As slowly as I can, I begin the difficult task of taking him. His tip alone stretches me to near pain. I focus on breathing, I focus on him. He has a lazy smile on his face. I take more of him.
"Holy hell," I whimper. My legs shake from holding myself up for so long. The golem grabs my hips, perhaps becoming impatient, and begins lowering me faster. I look up to the beautiful room as I take large breaths. I don't think about how much it stings, but how beautiful a place this is. To be fucked in this room? Life-changing.
My thighs sit on his hips with finality. I look to where we are connected and then to him. He watches, waits. I take a moment to adjust, to enjoy this. He pets my leg.
"Ready," he asks.
I startle," Not yet!"
He just laughs. Lifting me up, I clench my eyes and prepare for discomfort. He lowers me softly, gliding me along with him in smooth motions. I'm drunk off the feeling. My walls feel a warm, smooth slide of his cock. It's very different from a human, softer really. There is nothing to get caught on, just well-polished rock. He fucks me onto himself so sweetly.
I hum. My hand trails down to my clit where I begin circling. I gasp and moan, lost to him. His rough hands dig into my skin, but only add to the pleasure of it all. His moans are so deep that they barely echo around the room. His cock prods just the right spot that it feels like a kiss. It feels like floating down a river towards my end. No rush or demanding. I cum nearly as quietly. He sucks the air from me- the fight from me.
"Fuckk," I hiss. I can't fall onto him, so I grab his arms to keep myself up. I look down through my lashes at him, in awe of such a creature. His face pinches, his hands digging a little too hard. He slams me onto his cock as he finds his own end. I squeeze him just to watch his chest pulse brighter. The light at his center beats my headlamp in illumination. Before it becomes blinding, he holds me down on his cock as warmth floods my insides. His chest blinks between the highest and lowest glow before turning off completely.
He falls limp. His hands slink off onto the gem-covered floor with a crunch. I catch myself on his chest just as his inner fire relights. Glad I don't have to worry, he passed out on me. I watch him blink towards the ceiling, then look to me.
"Doing alright, big guy," I tease. He grins.
I crawl off him, glad my shoes are still on. I look down at my ribbons of clothes that still try to stay attached to my body.
"Well, this is going to be an interesting thing to explain."
He chuckles as he pats his chest. I bend down and lie on him. He adjusts me so I'm back to straddling his waist. His cock flexes against my ass. He pats along my back, groping at my ass as if asking.
Maybe I can hold off the embarrassment of explaining this to the others for a little longer.
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A short story for Christmas Eve.
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"But does she give lap dances?" had me in stitches! I know you're not going to (and I'm not asking you to), but I seriously need a video compilation of all the bosses in the Souls series with you rating them on their sex potential because holy shit your commentary would be a scream!
I’m a low talker, so I’d sooner make an OnlyFans. XD
I did half-jokingly discuss making a (non-monsterfucker-related, SFW) review channel with a friend, but at that time I had a lisp so it wouldn’t have worked out.
Now, I’m not sure if YouTube would let me monetize videos where I discuss which fictional monsters I’d take to Pound Town and what I’d do to them there. Or respectfully discuss why other people are attracted to characters. Or even just make inappropriate comments.
But it is really, really fun. So here’s another list:
Crystal Golem: Sometimes a boyfriend can be a man-shaped pretty rock.
Darkwraith: They have goth boys in this game. :D
Felkin the Outcast: He would not be an outcast if we could see his pretty face. Probably.
Four Kings: I don’t know how to cuddle this character, but I damn well would try.
Grand Archives Scholar: Wax on, whacks off.
Hollow Thief: Wears a hood and has glowing red eyes.
Iron Golem: Broad shoulders, metallic, inhumanely huge. Can’t go wrong with any of that.
Jester Thomas: Puffy pants aside… Masked clown. (Clowns should just go bottomless. It’d be funnier.)
Knights in general: Particularly Looking Glass and Horace the Hushed. Latter’s thick.
Laurentius: He’s just sitting there. Menacingly.
Manikin: Lacking a head means the best solution is giving head.
Manscorpion Tark: He’d probably make me carry our offspring on my back, though. :(
This is Delta! Voffo’s own crystal summons! He is a massive creature that enjoys doing as Voffo desires. Be it from smashing things, to picking up Voffo and carrying him around. He isn’t as expressive as Alpha is, given his body is mostly of crystals. Yet he does sometimes is able to shape the crystal themselves into beings or objects to give an insight of what he is thinking.
