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Should she bring flowers? Or maybe just, like, a pizza? Well, maybe appealing to the sassy chef-bird with food was going to require a lot more than just common takeout. Still, Nina found herself wanting to repay the macaw before their date even went down. Maybe date wasn't exactly the right word. It was more of an ... encounter. Not a hookup, exactly either. That was part of it, supposedly. But it just so happened that Nina let slip to some close friends that she could use some, as she put it, 'help' in the bedroom. In short, she felt like she just didn't know what she was doing, had no idea how to be sexy, how to do what might please others, and it all made her not even want to bother lest she end up disappointing people. Apparently, feeling that way wasn't uncommon. And everyone thought of the same solution, without hesitation. The first person that sprung to mind for every single one of her friends was the same extra-wide-hipped scarlet red, macaw. Apparently it was just a thing she did.

Being such an unusual species and all, Nina was always nervous to approach anyone. Thus the lack of experience, thus the worry, all in a repeating cycle that she couldn't wait to break. She tapped her claw-tips together as she waited, comfortably seated on her own bedside, awaiting the expected intruder. The urge to curl up in a protective ball was overwhelming, just nakedly waiting like that, her clothes neatly set aside as instructed. This was a house call, of sorts, and she made sure to do exactly as she was told to set everything up. That meant having the front door unlocked, and one naked, nervous pangolin on the bed, wondering for a moment as she watched the seconds tick down on her phone if this was all some sort of prank. Surely there couldn't really be a super-hot, sexually experienced parrot making her way over any minute now. It seemed pretty far-fetched, after all. Why would someone like Zueleika really agree to help her out, totally for free? What did she even get out of it?

Just as doubt was starting to creep in, Nina heard a knock. That perked her up, making her straight her posture to counteract the natural curling up she'd been doing for several minutes. A glance at the clock and Nina was pleased to see that Zuli was exactly on time. To the second. That was the kind of precision that inspired confidence in her abilities. Nina cleared her throat.

"Um. Come in!"

The macaw did exactly that, throwing the door open with one free hand and stepping right inside. She was carrying something, though Nina hardly noticed when she had so much else to look at. The bird had apparently stripped down in the process of walking to Nina's bedroom. Or maybe she'd been naked all the way there. It didn't matter. A flood of arousal hit her as she scanned the curves of the shapely avian standing before her. Zueleika was a tall bird, heavy-set and padded with plenty of extra heft, but she carried it so perfectly well. Her thighs were thick and solid, supporting a broad pair of hips and an ass so ample Nina could see it from the front. And of course, a good chef always had a big jiggly belly, one that supported a fine pair of tits, plenty bigger than Nina's own. All those curves would have been attractive enough on their own, but that she was decorated with such vibrant plumage made her all the more enticing. A bright red base, topped with a hawk of blue and an elegantly fluffy collection of tailfeathers, she was one pretty bird, and it was all making Nina's curling instincts fire up again just to hide her comparatively modest self.

Zuli set down some sort of satchel with an audible clunk and stood considering her task for the evening, nodding knowledgeably as she took in every detail of the pangolin. Her eyes were blue and bright enough already, but they twinkled with a certain something once she'd had a good look.

"Hm. Yes, yes, good, very good. I'll say don't be shy, but I get the feeling that's like asking you to jump over the moon." The plump bird planted her knuckles on her hips and cocked them to the side, her tailfeathers swishing along with the motion. "So. I'm told you require my services. Looks like I've got my work cut out for me. But I'd say you've got the look of a fast learner."

"Ah. Well, I don't - me?" Nina pointed to herself, as if she there was someone else in the room the macaw might have been talking about. "I've never thought of myself as especially good at this, but I mean, you're the expert and all. Or so they say. You know, everyone who talks about you."

"My reputation precedes me I see. And yes, of course I mean you." Zuli reached up to stroke her chin. "Mhm, mhm. You've got the look about you. All you need is a little help releasing your inner spice."

"Oh!" That was all Nina could think of for a response at first. Then came the babbling. "Well. I don't know about spice but I'll do my best! I'm not sure if that's what you mean exactly, but ..."

"Don't worry about all that. Breathe, girl. Let's get started. I'll need to take a good look over you. From up close. I have to know what I'm working with."

Zueleika had just enough of an accent that Nina noticed it, adding a little extra something to her every syllable, surprising her with the way she pronounced certain words. She remained a bit rigid, even as the macaw approached on those black-taloned feet, reaching out to touch the hard scales on the pangolin's shoulders. Nina flinched at first, almost becoming a ball right there, but she fought that urge down. A few squeezes let Zuli sample the texture, the firmness of those plates, and she continued working down Nina's back while clicking her beak together in consideration. A pangolin wasn't exactly the sort to enjoy a back rub, though she appreciated the attention nonetheless. A few more touches and taps, using the tips of those talons, and she even leaned down to peck Nina on the shoulder with a distinct clack. It didn't hurt of course, not with all that protection, but she still flinched in surprise anyway. Zuli softly chuckled and kept on going.

"So much armour. But I bet I can still get under your skin ..."

Touching that outer shell was one thing. Nina could mostly relax through that. Much different was feeling those scaly hands on her significantly softer front side, gripping her, examining her, making her feel a little bit like she was in a doctor's office. It was clear Zuli was a professional, for how thorough she was, taking in every detail with her smoothly-scaled hands. Soon she squished Nina's breasts between her fingers, milking a little whimper from the pangolin. The sound was abrupt enough to make the macaw lessen the pressure in response, treating those tits gently, working them in slow circles as she hefted them up and let them fall and jiggle. A feather-ruffling nod seemed to confirm something or other. Nina hoped it was a good something. Zuli considered for a moment more, and then she threw one thick leg onto the bed and smoothly slipped her feathery form snugly up behind the pangolin, wrapping her arms around her chest, pressing her breasts to Nina's back, and tucking her own legs around those hips. Hugging the pangolin from behind was a matter of squishing up tight and holding on without mercy. She probably couldn't have overpowered Nina if the pangolin really tried to curl up, but it was with the fluffy, soft touch of her curvy body, her sheer force of will, and that commandingly squishy embrace that Zuli managed to keep the shy girl from just hiding herself, no matter how exposed her most vulnerable places might have felt.

"Looks like I found your soft spot," Zuli teased, pressing her beak right up to the side of Nina's head. "Breathe a bit slower. You're tensing up. Think of yourself as an object of desire, and let me explore ..."

"Unnnh ... I'll try."

Willing herself to relax mostly just made Nina all the more tense. What actually settled her down was the precision and care of Zuli's lusty touches. The bird groped her from behind, rubbing and squeezing all the places where Nina was most sensitive, seeming to know exactly. A stroke down her smooth, trim belly, then to the inside of her thighs - that made Nina shudder as another wave of warmth and lust washed over her. She was wet enough to glisten, just like that, sinking back against the soft pillow that was the heavy bird. With nothing more than a few good rubs, Zuli had managed to her on more than others had achieved with full-on sex. And it got even better when those fingers curled inwards, gripping her by the inner thighs at first, before finally glossing along the folds of her hot sex. Just a stroke, a glancing grope, and Nina jolted, twitched, kicked her legs out, and finally gave a long, gasping moan.

"Ohhhhhh ... how ... ?" she blurted, as if she didn't even know such a pleasant touch was possible.

"You're loaded with desires, Nina. Like a horny little potato, hah!" She leaned in even closer, falling to a sultry whisper. "You don't need to hide it. I feel all that trembling."

The bird dipped a digit deep into the pangolin's sex without any sort of warning, penetrating deep and then sliding it back out, coated in a shiny layer of Nina's horny fluids. She wasted no time bringing that finger to her beak and licking it clean.

"I can taste it too. You are in need. I bet you have been for months. Maybe years. All without truly realizing it. You've just needed to learn what you really need. How you want to be treated."

With the same tongue that she'd used to slurp the pussy juices off her fingers, Zueleika leaned in and took a long lick of Nina's neck, moving up to the side of her head and to one of her ears. Then she bit. It didn't hurt that much.

"Lucky you. I happen to know exactly what that is."

It was a matter of working her fingers like she was kneading dough - something she no doubt knew how to do well. She found all those tender spots on Nina, working, pressing in, squeezing, massaging her until it felt like those digits were pushing right through to the other side. It was much more pleasant than it sounded. Zuli eased her into a more relaxed state, one that finally subdued those curling instincts, at least for a while. Nina allowed herself to be fully open and exposed to the talented avian, and of course Zueleika took full advantage of that. Next up was moving down to rub her clit again, taking a smooth, wet sample, sparking the pangolin with pleasure. Nina tried not to squirm too much, just to avoid making the macaw's task more difficult, but it wasn't exactly easy to just hold still and endure such a perfectly targeted, thigh-quivering application of pleasure. Was this orgasm, or was she simply enjoying herself far more than usual? She was left wondering if she'd ever actually cummed before, if the buildup to climax already felt better than her usual finishes. It got even better once Zuli dipped a finger inside.

"Oh! Hffff ... nnnhhhhgh!"

Nina groaned so hard she almost seemed to be growling for a moment. But that would have been silly. Pangolins didn't growl, even when they were being deliciously finger-fucked by a pleasantly plump bird. Zuli held Nina close, ensuring that armoured back stayed pressed against that squishy, rounded shape of the thick bird. She just wanted to cuddle, to press and touch that feathery body and admire everything the sultry macaw had on offer. But she could barely move. She was imprisoned by her pleasure, left kicking, huffing, gasping, then crying out as Zuli doubled up with a second finger, pumping, shoving, pushing deep to milk the bliss from Nina, leaving her writhing in the big bird's grasp. She curled her toes, closed her eyes, let her jaw hang open while she called out in uncontrollable, overwhelmed lust, feeling her body trembling, clenching, pulling up tighter and tighter. It was almost too good, to the pointy she found herself losing control over those same instincts once more. When her body was being assaulted with such good feelings, she couldn't help but feel the urge to protect to herself. It was much to her dismay that such motions made Zuli stop what she was doing.

"And what is this? A natural urge, I know. But we must deal with it if we're to go further."

The bird instead took her by the wrists, stretching her arms back, forcing her to puff out her chest. Nina felt a bit silly like that, but she couldn't help but enjoy how tightly those scaled hands clutched her, how easily overpowered she found herself when compared to the bigger, softer bird. It wasn't so much that Zuli was particularly strong as she simply knew how to assert herself. When she tugged, Nina followed. When she pushed the pangolin down flat upon her own bed and held her there, with one palm planted firmly on her chest. A good look in those ocean blues twinkling down at her left Nina temporarily enraptured, even awed. That such a gorgeous woman could take keen interest in her was still astounding to her. Zuli licked along the edges of her beak and then clicked it together with a little chirp, more of a squeak really, but Nina didn't judge. She remained where she was, doing her best to calm herself and breathe normally. Thinking about it just made her more worked up.

"Relax," Zueleika insisted, though by her tone it seemed even she was doubtful it might work.

Nina most certainly did not relax. She had a sexy bird slowly swishing her way over top of her, covering her like a blanket. The sensation of feathers against her soft front side was enough to make Nina moan again. Even better was having that plump macaw sinking down atop her, weighing down over her whole body, squishing that heavy gut against her own belly, those breasts against her smaller pair. Then Zuli pecked her on the cheek, quite literally, as she got snug between the pangolin's thighs. Such a position might have been considered missionary if either of them had a different configuration, but as it stood, it allowed for the bird to kiss that black-lipped pussy against Nina's own, sharing in their warmth, their glossy, dripping lust. They couldn't exactly fuck from such an angle, but they could certainly get some friction going. The macaw vigorously bucked and thrust her hips, humping at the pangolin's pussy, grinding, smearing, sliding back and forth to share in the mutual stimulation, leaving the thick fluids of their desire clinging to one another's folds. The bed creaked beneath the weight of the heavy bird bouncing up and down, moving those hips, shaking that ass while she fluffed her tailfeathers and pussy-fucked the pangolin until Nina couldn't help but shriek. She'd never really heard those sounds come out of her before, though they were less shocking than the steady schlurp of sex to sex as their cunts kissed slickly against one another, leaking thicker, hotter juices with every grinding plunge.

There was nothing Nina could do but lay herself out, all exposed and vulnerable, pinned beneath too much weight to actually manage to curl up as she might have liked. She was just going to have to take it, endure all that teasing, all that dominant pleasuring Zuli was doing. A thumping thrust bumped their bodies against each other. That bird was jiggling nicely with every motion, making Nina almost want to just reach up and grab hold of that great big butt and just squeeze. That urge was going to have to wait. Zuli still had her by the wrists, ensuring she couldn't move much at all, couldn't protect herself from that grinding, slicking, juicing motion that steadily pushed Nina closer to that peak that had been brewing inside of her for so very long. Almost there. Just a little harder, a little closer, working her up hotter and hotter until she began to clench. Those sudden contractions rocked her body, made her stiffen from head to toe, twitch, even convulse in ways that made her worry if her body was doing what it was supposed to be doing. One look in those passionate blue eyes, and at that little smirk on Zuli's beak, and Nina felt reassured that everything was going according to plan.

That meant that leaving her hanging, leaving her just short of the release she so dearly craved must have been part of the plan too. Zuli rubbed against her right up to the point that Nina felt the moment of triumph, the huge, gushing scream building up in her body, but then she fell from it. The feeling was akin to grasping at a ghost with all her might, leaving her off balance as the bird peeled her pussy away from Nina's own, leaving them both shining beneath the lights, reflecting the coating of needy fluids dripping down their inner thighs, dampening soft skin or bright feathers alike. Such vulnerability, such choking, whimpering, trembling disorientation on Nina's part was the perfect opportunity for Zueleika to sit right on her face. She scooted forward, walking on her knees, and settled her big red booty down on the pangolin's chest as she took her seat with her glossy black cunt stuffed tightly against Nina's lips. That soon involved smothering her completely, squeezing her between those downy thighs, immersing her in the scent and taste of the macaw's drenching arousal. A rock of her hips communicated exactly what Nina was supposed to do.

Nina at least could get her arms up, reaching to cradle that soft ass as she'd desired before. She wasn't even thinking about it anymore. There was something in the bird's body language, in the assertion of her bouncing and thrusting in her face that told her she was going to have to lick if she ever wished to free herself from the prison of those thighs. She stuck her tongue out and started to do some work, pushing against those puffy folds. The act of pleasuring another brought her a certain innate pleasure all its own. Maybe it was serving that she enjoyed so much. Or maybe just the taste. There was a little hint of something tropical amid the feminine flavours dancing over her tongue. Well, that just seemed natural for a bird of many colours like Zueleika. Nina happily serviced, slipping and slopping back and forth in steady slurps as she ate that pussy like a feast, closing her eyes, losing herself in the sensations. Every breath, puffed deeply or sucked in shallow gasps came tinged with the avian's thick scent and taste, leaving her senses overwhelmed, her mouth watering, and a sloppy mix of drool and lady-juices running down her cheeks and chin, forming a puddle around her head while she ate that thick bird out with all the force she could muster.

"Ah, ah! Yes, that is what I want to see. I knew you had it in you. That you wanted this." Zuli gave a few particularly sharp, firm bucks of her hips, like she was seated atop a horse, and not a shy pangolin's face. "All you've ever wanted is for someone to get up top and try to drown you."

It shouldn't have sounded as good as it did, really. Part of Nina knew she was in actual danger. That bird really didn't seem like she was joking. If it came to it, she probably would have stayed right there atop the pangolin's face until she passed out. Nina kind of liked the sound of that. Or at least, she didn't panic at the prospect, instead making the most of her position, immersed and smothered in the macaw's cunt, leaving her to eat those glossy black pussy lips and shove her tongue deeper and deeper. It seemed to never end. She just kept extending it, curling it, working it into every place she could reach. There were so many tastes to taste. Zueleika was as succulent as a sundae, leaving Nina always wanting more, mopping up those flowing fluids until she could gulp them straight down, practically chugging. The thick bird humped her face and rode her like a toy, snugly fitting the pangolin's snout between her thighs, bouncing on it, grinding her clit against Nina's nose, mashing her scent into her senses. Nina was high on bright red bird, her head spinning, her mouth coated with that sweetly exotic flavour, leaving her higher functions all turned off as she ate and licked and served the dominant avian atop her face, even if it meant slipping into a blissful coma.

Such a thing wouldn't be necessary. But it was close. Zueleika pulled off just in time, leaving the drenched pangolin gasping, choking, her nostrils and throat alike temporarily clogged with the mix of juices. Lust, sweat, spit, it all made for a potent, slightly sweet, mildly musky cocktail clinging to her features, coating every single inch of her kind, gentle face. The bird didn't exactly give her much breathing room, kneeling just above Nina, her pussy still dripping long, thick strands of desire stretching down and reaching the pangolin's chin while she gasped her lungs full again. It took a few coughs to properly clear her lungs, and then she was panting, sucking in oxygen tinged with the scent of of horny bird, of soaked feathers and a light sheen of sweat adding salt to the fruity punch that came close to knocking her right out. Nina puffed until she felt that burning in her lungs recede. Then she just happily sighed, smacking her lips and sinking into the bed. She was still desperately aroused, in need of release, never coming down from that ever-so-close edge where Zueleika cruelly left her teetering, curling her toes, lightly clawing her own mattress. But she couldn't find it within herself to insist the bird change the pace of things. That would have ruined the whole thing.

The macaw took on a slyly flirtatious expression as she tapped a finger to her beak.

"Oh, my. Ever so talented. I'm more and more impressed every moment I spend with you. You eat pussy like a pro. But I wonder." She gave a sway of her hips, jiggling that plump ass back and forth, shaking those tailfeathers with an audible ruffle as she remained knelt right over Nina, ensuring the pangolin had nowhere to go. "How do you do with a fat ass on you face, armour queen?"

There was something magical about hearing her exact desires spoken out loud, on full offer like that. Nina wanted to say something, wanted to express just how interested she was in that prospect. All she needed to do was find the proper words to tell Zuli how much she wanted exactly that. Something like -

"Ohhhh ... hnnnnnf ... please ..."

Well, maybe that wasn't as articulate as she'd hoped, but it would have to do. Zuli grinned and nodded her head.

"I knew you were an absolute buttslut the moment I laid eyes on you. It's always the quiet ones who wanna get smothered in booty until they pass out."

She didn't waste any more time. A turn of her hips let Nina get a better look at that finely-feathered, extra-ample birdy butt, right up close. She reached out to take a grope for herself, unable to control such an urge, deeply kneading those big fat cheeks. Zuli was a heavy bird, plump and juicy, but that ass was as firm as it was soft, jiggly but surprisingly taut. It was enough to make Nina want to play it like a drum, smacking her palms on that booty, watching it wobble as she faintly humped the air just from arousal alone. Beneath those vibrant tailfeathers were a thick, dark spare tire of a hole, one glistening with just a light layer of sweat, making it shine under Nina's scrutiny. She was already licking her lips before she even got turned into a cushion for that vast, pillowy red bird ass.

Zuli got up high, kneeling above the pangolin's face, before coming down with a motion like a twerk, thumping down on Nina to leave her completely covered. She was smothered from head to shoulders, utterly buried beneath bird butt, stuffed between those fat cheeks as they clapped around her head. The parrot bounced a few times, then wriggled until she could kiss that thick, hot rim right against the pangolin's lips, locking into a smooch of sorts. Nina heard the smacking sound echoing around her, trapped as she was, her nose shoved to the base of Zuli's tailfeathers, her mouth smothered to the macaw's hole. As eager as she was to start showing off and eat that ass for all she was worth, but she couldn't help but bask in the feeling of being sat on by such a perfectly shapely woman, used for a nest as she remained snugly smothered, utterly airless beneath all the weight of Zueleika's thick ass.

"Get comfy, girl. You're gonna be down there for a while," the macaw teased her, staying right where she was, slowly grinding against Nina's lips and tongue.

A muffled sound of approval was Nina's response as she reached up to wrap her hands around Zuli's thighs, squeezing at her hips, kneading all that heft and curve. The bird wiggled back and forth, not content to just sit still and soak in the adoration of her eager seat, but grinding, bouncing, working up and down to jiggle those cheeks over Nina's face, twerking on that face until the pangolin finally extended her tongue. First she licked, sliding along that hole as Zuli humped back and forth, creaking the bed with the motions of her thrusting and grinding. Nina swirled and slurped, working in circles to smooth over every single detail of that thick rim with her slobbery tongue. Then she was wiggling inside, slowly spreading that tight hole out, applying a little pressure, lubing it up with how much she was drooling. She couldn't stop. She devoured that butt until she'd wedged at least a foot of tongue inside, muzzle-deep in finely-crafted, rounded birdy rump as Zuli rode her, slapping those jiggly cheeks together around the pangolin's head, riding, rutting herself to a chirping moan as she flicked and fluffed those tailfeathers with every greedy motion.

"Mhm, mhm ... eat my ass, chica. Get in nice and deep. You'll breathe when I let you."

There wasn't a trace of air down there, but Nina didn't let that distract her. She was busy. Gripping Zuli by the hips, she even pulled that ass down harder on her face, drooling on it as she shoved her tongue so deep she was starting to insert her muzzle too. She ended up with her nose right up the bird's rim, feeling as if she might vanish right inside, stretching against that firm resistance just so she could eat that ass out more thoroughly. In and out, back and forth, pumping her slurper, rolling her whole body into every slurping-thrust, she pleasured that bird like a maniac. Every chirp, or little flex of tension, or best of all those extended, musical moans was heaven for Nina. That was all the reward she needed, all she ever wanted. Though after staying smothered beneath that fat butt for what felt like minutes, she was starting to feel the need to breathe. Yet even as her chest began to ache and her eyes started rolling back in her head, her body coming dangerously close to getting sent into a coma by that perfect booty, Zuli practically had to pry herself off Nina's face just to keep her from fainting.

The pangolin was immersed so deeply that she remained stuck between those thick bootycheeks for a few seconds, finally slipping free with a rush of her tongue back out that hole. That shock of pleasure made Zuli buck and huff, crying out briefly. Then she was back to swaying, swinging that ass slowly back and forth above the gasping pangolin, taking every hot huff beneath the tailfeathers as Nina struggled to steady herself. She wasn't exactly recovered by the time the bird came thumping down all over again. The bed sagged beneath the weight of that blow as she spanked herself onto Nina's features, trapping her between those cheeks as before, shoving her nose up her ass to leave her sniffing while she licked, worshipping that fine backside, spit-shining every single detail she could possibly get her tongue upon, inside and out. She inhaled that sweaty-sweet bird scent, wrapped her lips around that whole donut hole, and sucked the perspiration right from the smooth, glossy skin for as long as she could manage. Her head swirled with all kinds of sparking, crackling sensations as looming unconsciousness left her with an odd burst of ecstasy, feeling like she was already cumming as she crept up on passing out beneath Zuli's fat ass. The bird didn't get up this time, pressing down hard, squishing, smothering, keeping Nina immersed well past her limits until she finally started squirming, started kicking a little, shoving against those cheeks to try to get even just a tiny pocket of air.

Her body was fading. She felt numbness, darkness. Of course she couldn't see much down there, serving as a throne for all those feathers. She gasped up Zuli's asshole, getting nothing to refill her lungs, losing feeling in her extremities as the weakness really started creeping in. She was getting smothered, possibly to death she thought, but there was still a weird part of her that made it feel so good to get treated like that. Dominated, drowned in the macaw's scent and taste, ruined as she gushed juices down her legs, arousal building and building, blazing between her thighs. She still didn't cum. Instead, she began to slump, her hands falling away from Zuli's hips, her kicking legs settling down to mere twitching. Her muscles weren't responding to her urges anymore, and the discomfort of suffocating beneath that feathery ass was gone too, replaced with a feeling of concentrated lust and need, and nothing else. She was just starting to dream when the thick bird finally lifted her ass up, her feathers smeared with drool, her sweat getting thicker, leaving the pangolin to suck down avian musk as she desperately recovered from that near-fatal encounter with the macaw's backside.

She was trembling, but not in fear. When her breath came back well enough she could speak, she murmured out a question in a tiny voice.

"Did I ... do good?"

Zuli just cast a smile over her shoulder.

"Hell yes you did. I almost didn't want to get up. Your face felt so goddamn good under my ass it's like it was meant for me."

Nina's voice got even quieter.

"You didn't have to stop ..."

That made Zueleika chuckle, and she shot the pangolin a wink.

"Flattered. But I need you conscious. And alive, for that matter. I've got more ideas."

Nina didn't feel much like moving. She was still wheezing, still catching her breath, feeling like she'd run a marathon or two. That left her helplessly sprawled as Zuli rose to her feet, walking away from the slightly-broken pangolin to rummage through that bag of surprises she'd brought with her. Nina heard rustling, clinking, even metallic clanking. She could only imagine what the experienced bird had in there, but she didn't have to guess for long. Zuli stood back up with a pleased chirp, brandishing what looked at first like a weapon. But no, there was no mistaking the veins, the ridges, and the pointed, tapered tip of that double-sided toy she hefted in both hands like it was a sacred object. She squeezed at what looked like a fat knot, right around the middle of the lengthy dildo, then gave Nina another wink.

"I think you get the idea. Time for us to have a little finale, yeah? I can see your pussy clenching from here ... been brewing up something nice and messy for me, haven't you? I want to watch you squirt, Nina. You deserve it."

The pangolin really wasn't sure what to do with herself when she saw the bird approaching with that toy. Should she roll over, lay back, lift her legs? The proper position for maximizing mutual pleasure totally eluded her. It was hard to think much at all after so much time spent under that fine rump. Thankfully, the bird knew exactly what she was doing. That involved slowly but persistently plunging the toy right between the pangolin's thighs, shoving it straight into her pussy with a steady slide, sleekly gliding along the glistening inner coating of Nina's extra-thick juices. That left Nina to give a sudden grunt as if struck, throwing her arms up and grasping at nothing in particular, curling her legs in shock at the immediately intense stimulation. Each sliding inch stretched her, filled her, slipped smoothly along her excessively-lubricated insides. And it was like it was made for her. Every ridge, every little detail and texture rubbed against all her more sensitive spots, rubbing her to a tingling ascension, leaving her whimpering in response as if afraid of how good her body was feeling. And she wasn't going to get any quieter. Zuli tweaked that toy, making it bend until the half that remained outside Nina was pointing it straight up. After that, it was just a matter of clambering on top, pinning the pangolin beneath her weight all over again as she climbed up into cowgirl position, slipping down on that stimulating toy with ease.

The schlurp of slick bird pussy just barely managed to cut through Nina's constant cries. Zuli sank down with her knees planted beside the pangolin's hips, burying that toy inside them both with only that knot between their cunts. It wasn't smooth. Instead, it had a distinctly textured surface that mashed up against their clits in just the right way, pressing them like buttons, stroking with every bounce and thrust. Nina was every bit as helpless as ever with that bird riding her like that. Every time that ass came down, it fucked the toy into the pangolin's tender pussy harder and harder, schlicking back and forth, slamming that bulging middle against Nina's outer lips until she could feel her limit being stretched. Zuli found her pace, rising and falling, her body attractively jiggling as she rode that shared dick, plunging it inside of her every time she smacked down against Nina's body. Each stroke made the pangolin cry out again, her percussive wails blending into one another until her throat was getting hoarse. Thump thump thump went the juicy bird, riding her, pleasuring her, driving that toy so deep inside her she could feel herself stretching to accommodate the base in the middle, feel it slowly working within her, teetering on just popping inside with all that pressure coming down.

Just when Nina was certain she was about to get knotted, Zueleika wrenched herself back and smacked the pangolin on the hip. Her command came with a sharp sense of urgency.

"Turn over! Get that hard ass pointing up!"

Nina did her best to follow those motions, feeling her body getting flipped by the twist and tug of that toy inside her. The macaw flipped from facing her to instead on all fours, more or less forcing Nina to do the same. Soon they were cheeks to cheeks, that feathery booty pressed firm against the pangolin's own. Not even armour could protect her from the plapping percussion drumming down on her backside as Zuli's frantic pumps got going again. This time it was a matter of spanking herself back against Nina, shaking the bed with those reverse-thrusts, keeping that thick rump spanking against the shy girl's own. Every motion hammered that knot against Nina's passage, driving that textured toy deep into her depths, making her flail about, clawing the bed until she couldn't take it. A quick scan of her pillows let her select her least favourite one, snatching it and giving a toothless chomp into the fabric to keep from making too much noise. Zuli was tireless, relentless, hammering back and bashing their butts together, her ample padding protecting her from that hard pangolin butt smacking back against her. But even she was going numb after a while of rump to rump hammering, that constant slap of fat ass to skinnier rear carrying on until she forcefully rolled Nina over once again.

This time the pangolin just flopped down, sprawled out, limbs completely splayed. It was like the opposite of curling up. She exposed herself fully to that bird, offering herself, leaving herself vulnerable to every touch, and to the ecstasy being rutted into her by those pumping birdy hips. Zuli slipped into a lunging pose, getting down on one knee, one foot planted by Nina's hip, letting the thick macaw put all that hidden athleticism to work plunging back and forth, fucking the pangolin somewhere beyond stupid. She had to keep that booty taut somehow, and Zueleika demonstrated just how much strength and stamina she had hidden beneath her pudgy form as she forcefully fucked back and forth, dragging the juices from Nina's pussy with every backstroke, only to squelch out even more of a mess as she threw her ample weight forward again. The knot pumped, squished, and then finally went rushing forth into the pangolin's body after bouncing off her pussy lips enough times, getting instantly sealed inside by her own clenches, crushingly tight around that silicone as she soared into utter euphoria. Working, kneading, squeezing, contracting, her whole body shivered and twitched as the teasing climax finally came free of her insides, leaving her to squirt and gush and splatter with the force of the fresh, hot splurt erupting from her cunt. To say she screamed was to do an injustice to the shrill, ungodly shrieking coming out of her mouth in those perfect moments.

Zueleika rocked Nina's body back and forth, making sure that toy hit all those sensitive spots, prolonging the pangolin's orgasm until Nina couldn't feel her legs. She quivered beneath the bird, watching that lovely, sweaty macaw twitch and shiver her way through a climax of her own. It was a much more subtle one, at least outwardly, but it still made for plenty of juicy mess, trickling down that toy, adding to the steaming heat that wafted between them as she gasped together for a while in wordless afterglow. The parrot tipped her head to the side, observing Nina, the pangolin shuddering and broken, barely able to breathe. She was puffing harder than when she came up from under that thick bird butt, her breath joining with the mist floating through the air around them. The windows were fogged, the walls damp with perspiration, and every drop of sweat that rolled down Zueleika's thick body just made her curves shine all the more brightly. Nina thought she could have basked in that moment all night, or fallen asleep for the most glorious night's rest she ever had, but the macaw still wasn't done with her.

"Oh no you don't," she said with a sharp yank of her hips, testing how tightly Nina was holding onto that knot inside her. The pangolin tried to express how she felt with a succinct shout, but only managed a hoarse whisper. Zuli kept tugging. "We've made such a mess. No way you're passing out and leaving me to clean it all up."

Nina wanted to explain that wasn't her plan at all, but she couldn't get anything out other than the occasional throaty whine as Zuli yanked and pulled. She felt herself stretching, expanding, releasing her clenching grip upon that toy until the bird finally succeeded in yanking it suddenly out of her with an excessive schlop that sent gobs of the pangolin's fluids soaring and splashing to the bed. They were clinging to her half of that toy. And similarly, once Zuli pulled that double-dick from her own pussy, she showed off just how wet she'd made her side. All it took was a baton twirl of motion to flip it around, pointing Nina's end at her own sex, the bird using the pangolin's juices to work that side right back up into her pussy. That left the other side pointing straight up, dripping long, viscous strands of avian lust. A gesture with her head was all that was really necessary, but just in case she wasn't clear enough, she pointed down and gave another order.

"Suck it clean. I'm sure you could use the practice."

There was no way Nina could fit the whole thing in her mouth at once, but she was going to have to try. She didn't need to get up. Zueleika was upon her once again, this time sitting on her belly, though thankfully not with her full weight. She pushed that wet cock between Nina's breasts, then into her waiting mouth, instantly finding herself greeted by that long, curling pangolin tongue. It moved as if by its own will, expertly curling all around that shaft like a serpent with its prey, working to pleasure that toy as if it were the real thing. She was just going to have to make up for the lack of nerves in that silicon by making a show of smoothly sucking on it, to lick and tend to its every sex-slick detail like she were servicing the real thing. Zueleika might not have felt it exactly, but that didn't prevent her from working her hips like she did. Jostling, pumping, then plunging straight down Nina's throat, she revealed just how much better at this the pangolin was than she ever thought she could be. Nina might not have had the most experience sucking massive cocks like that, but she barely flinched while she deepthroated and gulped that tool, using her lips and tongue alike to tidy every single drop, every single trace of the bird's sweet, orgasmic flavour from the inches of silicon while she got facefucked in a pool of femcum and sweat alike, juices trailing down her chin.

"Mmmmmm, yeah ... you know how to suck a dick. Don't need any lessons there," Zuli grunted, tossing her head back. She might not have got much from that blowjob, but the pressure pushing back against her pussy was good enough for her.

She pulled back in time, taking it slowly, letting every single inch of that veiny silicon cock drag along Nina's lips, ensuring there wasn't a single hint of the bird's flavour left clinging to the toy. Then she popped free with a little chirp of her own, leaving the pangolin to relax at last, at least for a little while. The macaw hopped up from atop her, working that toy out of her own depths with a few tugs and wiggles. When she crossed the room, she trailed wetness as the remnants of her orgasm trickled down her inner thighs. Nina watched that butt swaying, getting an even better look when the thick bird bent down to go through that bag of tricks once. Though she couldn't help but be slightly concerned about that. There she was, stretched out on her bed, absolutely soaked, swimming in pleasure and satisfaction, so exhausted she could barely keep her eyes open, and the bird was ruffling around for more. What else could she possibly do to Nina? Hadn't she learned her lesson already? Nina wasn't exactly sure what she'd learned in the process, but it certainly felt good ...

Zueleika returned with a metal tin of some sort, and a grin on her beak.

"I've got a little treat for you. For being such a good girl."

"Wh-what is it?" Nina was almost afraid to ask.

The ceremonial opening of that container came with such flair that Nina half expected to be dazzled by a cock of solid gold or something similarly ostentatious. But it was even better than that.

"Is that ... cheesecake?"

Zuli nodded.

"Oh yes. And I definitely didn't spare the rum."

She brought it close and let Nina inhale that fine, rich scent. Oh god, it smelled like sex. And might have tasted even better. The macaw snuggled in alongside the pangolin, still sweaty and coated with the essence of their mutual pleasure, but she didn't care. She produced a fork from within that container, and used it to break off a tender, crumbly piece of that absolutely decadent treat, holding it to Nina's lips. One bite and she was in love, moaning out loud as the creamy taste overwhelmed her mouth, mixing in with the remnants of Zuli's sex, of her fluids and pussy and sweat. Somehow that made it even better. It was a sweet, boozy delight, and she couldn't stop. She snuggled up close with the heavy bird, pressing against those wet feathers, swimming in her fruity presence as she devoured that slice of cake bite by bite, letting herself be treated. She'd never eaten dessert with the taste of someone still in her mouth, but that just meant her juices were already flowing, helping ensure that silent indulgence seemed like the best thing she'd ever eaten at the time. Maybe it was.

When she was done, Zuli licked the last of the crumbs off for her, swiping her tongue across her lips and meeting her in a warm beak-smooch that worked out better than Nina would have ever imagined. The whole night had been like that. It wasn't a matter of being taught how to make each motion, how to conduct herself like a sexpert. All it took was guiding her into a situation where her natural instincts took over. She couldn't help but wonder, though.

"Did I, um, like, pass the test?"

Zuli didn't hesitate. "Oh yeah. I haven't had that much fun with a girl in, hell, years. You've got that gift. Your body knows what to do even if you don't think it does."

She took a moment to reach over and boop Nina on the nose.

"I'd drag you out of here and keep you if I could. Though - you've probably still got more to learn. Second date?"

Just to hear it referred to as an actual date made Nina feel all warm and flutter inside. Maybe her reaction was a little obvious, all puffing her chest and putting on a big smile. But she couldn't hide how happy she was to be deemed worthy of that fine, plump bird. A nod was enough to satisfy Zuli, and they slipped back into a kiss, exchanging tongues, swiping flavours from each other's mouths, cleaning up the remnants of their sloppy, messy session, sweetened by a little dessert. If Nina was going to end up seeing Zueleika often, she knew two things for certain. She was going to eat incredibly well, and have some of the best sex she'd ever had, or ever would. And all because the macaw couldn't help herself around a shy, reserved cutie like the pangolin. They always were the best fucks once they came out of their shell.