Sticky Situation
#10 of Mongol and his Girls
Mongol walked through the Amorous Forest, where he lived with his wife, and was on his way to see her again.
Unknown to Mongol, he was traveling within an area most pokemon tended to stay away from. But soon, he took just one wrong step, and slipped off a cliff, while vines were caught against his wings, stopping him from flying.
Feeling his footing lose, "Wha-AHH!" He yelled, feeling the vines pull painfully against his wings as he fell.
After only a few seconds on falling, he fell down on his back. But it didn't seem to be the ground he fell on.
Instead of hard, it was...soft? No, not soft, elastic, causing him to bounce slightly in whatever it was, but it was also sticky. Trying to pull his arm up, her found her couldn't, as well as he couldn't turn his head. "What the?"
He see a tall athletic figure with a tight but very noticeable core about her. 6 arms are in use for hand appendages... Nearly an hourglass figure that has more depth in the lower region than the top (Nice wide hips with a firm yet plush rear.) supple full breasts perhaps approaching E cup. Her outfit consisted of a business man's suit, tailored to hug her body in all the right ways, a dark fedora with strips of two different shades of grey, high heels, and most noticeably, two Tommy-guns in both of her bottom hand. Honestly, the expression on her face made it hard to tell whether she was playing dressup, or if she was a mobster.
Mongol swallowed nervously, knowing what he fell into, an arcades web, and he knew nothing good ever came of that. And this one, as funny, and oddly sexy, as her attire was, still made him fearful. If this thing didn't kill him, his wife probably would, knowing her sexual appetite when he wasn't there for her.
"Aww, looks like a poor little dragonfly stuck his nose where it doesn't belong.~" she giggled, holding one of her guns half a foot away from his face.
Feeling to cold barrel of the gun against his nose made him shiver, and hyperventilate in fear. With eyes wide, the Movarah King now lacked most of his dignity, "P-please, m-miss Sp-Spider...c-can you p-put the..."
With a wicked smile, she pulled the trigger, causing Mongol to close his, but there was no pain. As soon as he opened his eyes however, she stood there with a grin, holding the gun proudly as a flag that said "BANG!" hung outside the barrel.
Jaw twitching in horror. the band sign flapped in the wind an inch or two from his face. Was this some big joke? A Halloween thing gone too far, not to mention, too late? Now he was a bit mad. "What...the...heck?" He asked calmly.
Tossing the gun aside, she pointed her other gun up into the sky, and gave it a quick squeeze. Unlike the other one, the bullets proved this onto to be genuine. "I don't think you know the rules here, do you?~"
He may be king, but there were areas even he feared to venture to, this was one of those places. "N-no, I-I sup-pose not-t."
She slowly walked up and flipped around, falling back on the webs with her hands behind her head. "Well, don't cha wanna hear a little rule when it comes to men stuck in my web?~"
"I-I, um, I don't think so?" In all honesty, he was curious, but also fearful, female Ariados were not known for their kindness, specifically to outsiders.
With the barrel of her gun firmly planted into his temple, she spoke in a soft, heated voice. "Only the hung get out of it alive.~" Without a moment's notice, her claws tore through his clothes, leaving him stark naked.
His eyes shot open, and his face blushed heavily, and his chest heaved, heart racing. "Uh, um, uh..." He stammered, his cock limp as she stood over him, her claws by his junk.
Two of her clawed hands delicately wrapped themselves around his limp shaft, slowly and teasingly stroking it. "Good start, but is you gun as big as mine?~" she grinned, taking a long, seductive lick across the barrel of her Tommy-gun.
Shuddering as his sensitive shaft was held by her claws, having just witnessed what they could do, he was frightened of what might happen lest he displease her. "I-I hope." Swallowing nervously.
As she added yet another hand to his growing shaft, she leaned over him, using the only two hand she had left that weren't gripping onto something that shot out a hot load and used it to pry open Mongol's mouth as something green and gooey drizzled out of her and dangled just above Mongols mouth.
"Agh, AGH!?" He exclaimed, his jaws held open painfully, afraid of what that goo was.
As soon as the goo dripping down from her mouth made contact with Mongol's tongue, her hands stroking him off already felt 10 times as pleasurable as before.
He self the goo ooze onto his tongue and down his throat. Swallowing it, his eyes dilated, and his cock instantly hardened, damn he felt horny, his cock at full mast, over two feel long, and five inches thick. "P-please, I-I have a wife, a child, please..." He begged.
Her lips were in the middle of forming words to retort, but nothing came out. An ominous quiet filled the room as she just stood there, looking at his shaft.
His lips quivered, but his cock throbbed in her grip, obviously wanting to be fucked.
She grinned devilishly. She had heard of a Flygon this big before, and she knew very well he was forceful. But after seeing his dedication to his wife, how could she not take advantage of such an ironic situation? She quickly threw her gun and hat behind her, and used her claws to cut him out of the web.
"Wha!" Falling straight onto his back, panting, "W-what? Y-you're j-just letting me go?" He tried to stand up, his cock flopping.
She pulled him up to his feet and brought Mongol into a kiss, flooding his mouth with even more of her aphrodisiac.
Forcefully swallowing more and more, his cock began to heat up, and he could have sworn it grew larger. His face blushed, and he had to resist the urge to grab her and lay with her then and there.
But it seemed like she wouldn't let it get in the way. She was gonna make this Flygon fuck her out of pure lust.
After nearly a half minute of forcefully drinking the goo, he was up to his eyeballs in lust, evident by their twitching. Pulling off, he took a deep breath of air, only to babble incoherently.
"I'm sure your wife wouldn't mind it if you threw me down and start going to town, do you?~"
"Gulve......" He mumbled, before grabbing her face, and forcing her down on her hands and knees.
"Come on big boy, imagine the look on your wife's face if she saw you doing this?~"
His eyes pleaded no, but his body disagreed, shoving her mouth onto his massive pole.
Her eyes clenched shut as she took it neigh effortlessly.
Moaning, he repeatedly forced her onto him, her throat bulging each time he slammed in. Animalistically roaring and grunting in pleasure, he throbbed in her mouth, leaking heavy globs of preseed in her mouth and throat. "You...Like...this....don't...you?"
Her response was to simply use 4of her hands to squeeze and rub his bloated balls, each of which had sunken considerably since they started.
Clouded by lust, he slammed into her throat, throbbing madly as she toyed with his sack. Groaning in pleasure, his cock and balls contracted, spewing his thick, hot seed down her throat. "Take...It..." Was all he could say as he pumped her mouth full of his spunk.
Her remaining arms grabbed onto his hips, pulling him in as she drank every drop.
Her aphrodisiac slime did wonders for his sperm production. His balls was swelled to great size, and his cock bulged each time it delivered another load down her throat, which also bulged from his size and volume.
She slowly rose off of his shaft, letting her saliva drip to the ground.
His eyes were still wide with lust, and his sack heavy with more sperm. When she took her mouth off, his monstrous member was still hard, drooling cum, needing more. He was her lust slave, he needed to stick his dick in something, and it was her.
"Well, big boy, I'll be sure to visit you soon. I'm gonna have to make some arrangements after tonight.~
Mongol gave no answer to her, he was still suck, and lust crazed to the point of wanting to tackle her and force her. But even so, he couldn't move, only grunt as his cock twitched painfully.
(Hehe, cliffhanger.)