J’s fever dreams about her sexual rival were growing evermore extreme. Moments ago, in a new alter ego, the Red Queen, she and her opponent, the Yellow Queen had faced each other in a forest glade; both were fairy bees – half sex-siren, half-insect. It was the breeding season and the swarm needed only one queen. Their fight lust was inflamed by the scent of each other’s vulva and the air was thick with the pheromones of the male drones waiting to rut with the winner.
These twin stimulants had acted strongly on both females: their juices started to flow, clitorises spiked through their hoods and nipples stiffened. Their thoraxes curved toward the ground and slowly their stingers extended, a sign of the female potency, able to inject eggs or slut-venom, pleasure or pain. (Slut-venom induced death by orgasm…)
They had fought bitterly and struggled for nearly an hour, their bodies marked with the dirt on the forest floor, as each fought for the position to drive her stinger deep into her rival. Eventually, the Red Queen had the Yellow Queen where she wanted her, and coiling her thorax towards the open vulva, she thrust deep. The Red Queen thrilled to the moan of pleasure and pain that emerged beneath her as the stinger penetrated and stretched her pinned rival; she knew that her hard probe was being coated in the Yellow Queen’s juices as it slid deep inside towards the cervix. Now it was the Red Queen’s turn to cry out in pleasure as she came violently, flooding her rival with her eggs.
Her roar triumph was too soon. The Yellow Queen’s thorax quivered and struck, penetrating her tormentor with her stinger, sending jet after jet of her own eggs against the neck of the Red Queen’s womb. The Red Queen held her position atop the Yellow Queen, as she struggled to unseat her. Both were now spurting so hard that their juices gushed out to pool on the forest floor. As they impregnated each other, their pussies spasmed with pleasure, clitorises fully extended, as they sought sexual domination.
In seconds, each was full of her rival’s eggs, but the Red Queen would not tolerate a draw. Extending her stinger to its full length, it tore through into her rival’s womb, shooting jet after jet of slut-venom into the Yellow Bitch. The potent juice increased the Yellow Queen’s pleasure to unbearable levels, and she willingly impaled herself deeper on the jutting spike, howling with pleasure and pain. The Red Queen threw back her head and roared her lust as she felt the Yellow Queen spasm and shudder in her final orgasm; what a feast she’d be for the Red Queen’s hatchlings!
J awoke, and felt the warm liquid spurt across her busy fingers…
Delmelza’s great art inspired me in a dark way!
Outstanding story. I hope you write more like these.
Thanks – I plan to do a full length on based on this…
Thanks maybe chat here on Trillian sometime…
This was filthy and perfect
What a wonderful dream. I want the same one
I glad you liked it – perhaps we could chat somewhere…