Love Over Ayers
Okay, for starters, the standard stuff about being 18 and the legality of this in your state, and all that good stuff. Secondly, this involves heterosexual phoenix on phoenix intercourse, but if you're not into that, then why are you on Yiffstar, so whatever. Thanks to Yiffstar for everything they do, and finally, thanks to Wolfchild, whose stories somewhat kick started me into writing my own. ~The Black Phoenix
(Also, mob = group of Kangaroos, and boomer = head male)
Soaring through the clouds, with the sun just rising over to the right, the phoenix scanned the plains below for any sign of movement. He was searching for food. Normally, he wasn't particularly picky, often lucky to find a meal, let alone be able to take his pick. But this meal had to be special. It was a courtship offering. The phoenix-breeding season was very rare, and not exactly long winded. For a little over a month every 100 years, the few phoenix of the world became sexually heightened. The males felt a surge of testosterone, while the females began ovulating, preparing to bear offspring. These reactions were caused by a special area of the brain that basically worked as a clock, keeping time until the next breeding season. Phoenix are not limited to mating only during the breeding season, one of the few animals to exercise their sexuality outside of the fertility window. But they were only able to conceive during this one-month period, and were more driven to couple now then at any other time.
The male phoenix suddenly spotted some movement below. Focusing on the disturbance, he spotted a kangaroo mob. The females and juveniles were foraging on the tree line of some scrub, while the boomer and his fellow males stood guard around the perimeter. Gazing intently, the Phoenix spotted a male, just out of his juvenile years, around a bend of the scrub. This left him more or less isolated, a perfect target. Lining up his flight path, the Phoenix began a shallow dive. Suddenly the kangaroo spotted him, and turned to run. But the Phoenix had already built up to much momentum, and easily began to close on his prey. Realizing he could not outrun his pursuer, the kangaroo turned and stood ready to fight. Swooping faster now, the phoenix just started to level off. Then, with a deep breath and a draw from his power reserves, the phoenix opened his beak and unleashed a blinding flash of light, powerful enough to shadow the sun for an instant. The kangaroo was blinded and was unprepared as the phoenix lowered his talons and snatched up his meal. But the kangaroo had spunk in him yet, and, feeling the great, jarring body above, he fired his still cocked back feet, attempting to gore the phoenix's belly. The phoenix was only just able to extend his legs fast enough, and the Kangaroo still got a small slash in the side of his stomach. But the phoenix was done playing, and a quick squeeze of the talons put a stop to the thrashing of his catch. He had his meal.
He spent the rest of the day guarding it, picking of a few choice bits of meat but leaving the carcass whole. While waiting, he gave himself a quick heat buff to accentuate his bronze plumage, and plumbed the ground with a concentrated beam of heat to boil some water to the surface for a drink. His current nest was no more than thick bramble, well concealed from any prying eyes. A curious dingo did pick up the scent of the kangaroo, but the phoenix discouraged it by heating it to an uncomfortable enough level so as to make it leave. As darkness fell, the phoenix gathered up his catch and headed for Ayers rock.
The phoenix did not actually congregate on the rock, because to do so risked being spotted by the unknown camper or scientist, but they did use it as a landmark, and occupied the surrounding airspace for a good 5 miles out. Once in the area, each phoenix activated special cells in their feathers that emitted ultraviolet light, albeit in small amounts. Each phoenix had their own tone and hue, a signature of sorts. In addition, genders were also determined by color, with the red dark tones belonging to males, and the lighter, bluer tones those of females. Upon arrival, they then searched until they either found an older mate from times past, or found a phoenix of hue and color that they enjoyed. They paired off, and the couple began to mutually woo each other in the case of new pairs, or simply became reacquainted, in the case of older couples. While not bound to a single mate for life, it was not uncommon for phoenix to find soul mates, and remain partners for their lifetime. Our phoenix was searching for a mate of past years, one whom he had not seen for several months. Then, out of the darkness, he spotted her color: a deep purple,which accentuated her maroon plumage, harder to recognize in the setting sun's maroon clouds than others'. She too saw him, but rather than approach, she seemed to ignore him. Then, when she was certain she had his attention, she cruised away, leaving a faint contrail of her color for him to follow. He did.
He eventually tracked her down, lying in a thicket of trees a bit away from the rock. He landed, and slowly approached. She looked at him, and seemed to smile, almost lustfully. The mere sight of her aroused him, and he approached, already moving in an awkward gate. He offered the carcass, and she snapped half of it down, leaving the rest for him. He too swallowed his share, and then they turned their attention to the night's proceedings.
Approaching him, she lowered her head and caught his sheath in her mouth. Using expert care, she began to fondle his member with her long tongue, wrapping it around the now throbbing rod. He closed his eyes, and savored the feeling. Still using her tongue, she began to stroke his cock, back and forth, slowly, then with increasing speed, her head bobbing up and down. He began to nuzzle her neck with his head, and then angled himself so he could start thrusting into her mouth. As he began to reach his climax, he focused his energies on the incoming pleasure, accentuating it with his power. But she, too could sense it, and began to slow down. His pleasure receding from the brink, but not yet satisfied, he looked down at her with a quizzical stare. Until he realized that her breeding instincts were driving her to reproduce, and while immensely sexual, her current actions were doing nothing to aid this need. She smiled and then released his now slick cock from her maw, enjoying the slight sweetness of his pre. He had obviously traveled far to obtain fruit for this very occasion.
She now turned away from him, and lowered her neck and upper body to the ground, while fanning out her tail feathers like a rose to reveal the pearl within. Her slit was already soaking, and she was clearly in a hurry to receive some satisfaction in return for her work. The male was only too happy to oblige, and moved into position. He craned his neck through a gap in her rear plumage and made contact with her head gently. Finally, he slowly penetrated her, going in about halfway before stopping, and listening to her coo in satisfaction. He then pulled back out until only his head was still enclosed within her folds, and then in a single, swift movement, he rammed into her cunt, hilting just before he hit her cervix. She nearly triggered a heat bath in her pleasure, and only just restrained herself from crying aloud, not wanting to draw unwanted attention to their escapade. He remained in place for several seconds, before slowly withdrawing and then plumbing her depths again. He continued in this slow rhythmic motion until, about 3 minutes later, he withdrew and then rammed forward, hilting again. As before, the female could barely contain herself as she was filled, his warm cock feeling incredible inside her. He repeated this process again and again, slowly pumping, then the sudden hilting and a pause, before resuming his rhythm again, getting a bit faster with the cycles in between each time. Soon, he was moving at a steady rhythm, in and out, her cunt and his cock slick from each other's juices. Eventually, he ceased his pattern and began ramming her in succession quickly, hilting every time. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity of pleasure they began to reach their respective peaks. Faster, deeper, harder, longer, all the wile getting closer, closer, closer...
The male could not take anymore, and he exploded inside of her, his hot, fire laced phoenix-cum burning through her in a torrent stream of passion. She too, could no longer hold back, and came in a rush, her fluids colliding with his in a cascade of lovemaking and desire, all contained inside of their union. They held in this position, each continuing to gush fluids, until finally they were finished, and he withdrew his cock to the cool night air, seemingly frigid in comparison to his mate's warmth. They both collapsed next to each other, exhausted but satisfied, and gazed at the night sky, until they eventually succumbed to sleep, the male making a tiny hollow from branches and grass before dozing off next to his mate, his partner, and the future of his race.
So, that's it, whaddya think. Please, critique or praise as you see fit, it will only help me improve. Thanks for reading!~ The Black Phoenix