Enticed by the Satyr (Kindred Tales)

“If you want to see my shaft, you need to stroke my sheath,” Storn rumbled. “Do you mind touching me?”

“Oh no—er, of course not,” Mia said quickly. Though to be honest, she was a little bit nervous about reaching between his legs. Still, he had been reaching between hers all week, she reminded herself. Maybe it was time to repay the favor.

Taking a deep breath, she put out her hand and cupped the slightly furrier area between his thighs.

The dark brown, curling fur was as soft and silky as it had felt against her legs earlier but Mia was surprised to find something long and hard hidden under it.

“Oh!” she exclaimed, running her fingers along the hidden ridge. “I couldn’t even see it! But it’s really big.”

“You may be surprised as to its size,” Storn warned her in a slightly strained voice. “After all, you are only feeling half of it. The other half is inside my body and will only come out when I unsheathe completely.”

As he spoke, the fur at his groin parted and his shaft began to appear. Mia watched, wide-eyed, as it extended from between his thighs, growing longer and longer and bigger and bigger.

“Oh my God,” she whispered, looking at it in awe. It was bigger than anything she’d ever glimpsed when Hank was watching porn and thought she couldn’t see him. But it wasn’t just bigger—it was shaped differently, as Storn had said.

The thick pole of flesh rising from between his powerful thighs wasn’t anything like a regular human penis, Mia thought. It was a dark red shading to maroon at the base, for one thing, but it was different in other ways too. The head seemed to be inverted somehow, so that it formed a suction-cup type shape with a slit in the center and there was a bulging thickness about three-fourths of the way down the long shaft, which itself was also very different.

“What are those?” she asked, pointing to the row of raised ridges that ran down his shaft from the oddly-shaped head to the thick bulge.

“Pleasure ridges,” Storn told her. “They swell to stimulate a female’s inner walls—especially her inner pleasure spot.”

“You mean her, uh, G-spot?” Mia asked. She wouldn’t have known about the G-spot if she hadn’t read a lot. Hank had certainly never found hers—hell, he couldn’t even find her clit, she thought ruefully.

“If that is what you call it in human females, then I suppose so.” Storn shrugged, his broad, bare shoulders rolling. “Do you have any other questions?”

“Well, yes. The head is uh, it seems to be the exact opposite of how a human’s, er, shaft is shaped,” Mia felt like she was stumbling around, trying to find the right words. “It’s kind of…inverted. Like a suction cup,” she said at last. “Whereas with human men, it’s, uh, the opposite.”

“Ah yes—well, you see, my shaft is shaped this way for a purpose,” Storn told her. “Once I fill a female completely and I am ready to shoot my seed in her, the head of my shaft will seal itself around the mouth of her womb, ensuring that my seed always goes directly to the place where it is most needed. This helps the chances of conception.” He shrugged. “It is a necessary change that Satyr Kindred have undergone through the years, because females are so scarce in our ‘verse and it is so very important to renew the population.”

“Um…okay.” Mia wasn’t sure how she felt about that. It didn’t look painful, exactly. In fact, it kind of looked hot, she thought. And the idea of the “pleasure ridges” along the top and underside of his thick shaft were nice. But she still wasn’t sure of the swelling three-fourths of the way down. “What’s that?” she asked, pointing at it.

“Ah—that is my Mating Knot,” Storn explained. “It’s a little like a Beast Kindred’s Bonding Fist and it is yet another way my people’s bodies have adapted to ensure fertilization of a female.”

“Really? How is that?” Mia looked at it with interest.

“Once my shaft enters a female’s soft pussy and I fill her completely, my Mating Knot will swell to lock us together for some time,” he explained in a low voice. “This ensures that we will be entwined for as long as it takes for me to shoot my seed in her womb.”

My womb, he means, Mia thought, feeling a little shiver go down her spine. She wasn’t at all sure she could still have kids—the one time she’d gotten pregnant it had ended badly. But the idea of the Satyr Kindred filling her…breeding her…made her feel hot and tingly all over.

“Can…can I touch it?” she asked hesitantly, nodding down at the thick shaft in front of her.

“If you wish.” Storn’s deep voice was slightly hoarse and she couldn’t help thinking about the way he had been holding himself back for so long, only giving her pleasure while taking none for himself.