Runner 5
RUNNER5.TXT - M/F, Semi-NC - October 7, 2004
Continuing the saga of the horny lizards
By SwampRat
(cl) 2000, 2004 - Gay Furry Association
A squad of marines beached by a storm get their share of reptile sex.
"Jenkens! Thompson!"
Where had those 2 lead-asses gotten to now... If they got themselves killed, he would Personally go to Hell, and drag their souls back, so he could kill them Himself! Neither man was in any shape to reply, having been found by 2 more of the Pack. One was pinned against a tree, eyes wide as the reptilian female gripped the rough trunk, hips moving his erection in and out of her strong, warm passage. Thompson had Heard of girls like this, but Never met one.. He always managed to screw-up somehow. Not in his wildest dreams could he have imagined something like this green-scaled creature could do the things it.. She.. Oh Gods! His eyes rolled up as his 6th orgasm emptied his nuts completely, his cock being milked so well it remained stiff long after it's owner had gone limp everyplace else.
Jenkens, on the other hand was Sure he was having a nightmare! The lizard had engulfed his cock in the smooth snout and was in the process of making him cum yet again.. His fingers dug into the ground with each long tongue-caress, hips moving in the strong embrace - She had arms bigger than his! - fingers digging into the meaty cheeks. He groaned again as teeth nibbled on the spongy head, then vanished as his cock plunged clear to the sweat-curled hairs into the sex-fiend's mouth. His balls thumped the armored chin, feeling the skin contract around them as a claw traced veins along the bulging sack. With a strangled scream he let go another load, tip being flicked across by a living whip of flesh that tortured him far worse than anything he had encountered before. Both of the females hissed softly, kissing their lovers.. They were not in season, and would not be for a while. This was for enjoyment, Pleasure... Experience. What made one male moan made the other shiver.
It had only been half a day since they first found the beings smashing through the brush. Lost as usual, they were not sure if they were more worried about the 'enemy' or their Sergeant finding them. They stopped to get a drink of water and wonder Why they hadn't gotten any maps.. Then they unzipped and urinated into the brush.. Hands gripped their dicks.. Shredded their clothes, and screwed them into oblivion...
Some water to wet dry mouths with, more to wash the smooth bodies.. Then an exchange of partners. Suction-Cup ( She sucked on everything, and Everybody she had a chance to ), and Herc ( 5 feet tall and almost as wide, she had gotten most of the 'Muscle' genes ) quietly padded off to find food.. Both for themselves and their new Males. They would spend a couple of days enjoying their new lovers then return to the pack. After all, Sisters may want to enjoy the new-found males too.
* * * *
And That is how their leader found them - Out cold. One laying prone, the other?slumped under a tree. Both scarcely had clothes on,
and the smell of sex was strong. At first he was furious.. Then he had to chuckle. And wonder what kind of woman could outlast 2 husky marines...
"If anybody could find trouble, it's you 2.."
Might as well make camp here.. These 2 bone-heads weren't going anyplace soon. The squad was Supposed to be 8 men strong, but budget cuts and a Lieutenant who twisted an ankle in one of those bizarre ways that just happens sometimes, held the party to 4. He snorted and wished for a smoke. Any kind of smoke.. An old stump made a good seat as he laid his weapon - It was NOT a Gun - down, gently, for all the good it would do him.
"Trank darts instead of bullets.. Orders not to kill Anything, Period. What the hell was this, a damned baby-sitting training
exercise or something?"
* * * *
Flitter was one of the oldest females in the pack.. And the most experienced in the ways of males. Something about their rounded butts drove her to fits.. But then again inhaling drove her to fits. She was the most energetic of the group, the first to wake, last to sleep. And always moving Something... As the third marine was finding out. He knew Sarge was going to be busy with the 'Knucklehead Brothers' and took a moment out to do some recon.. Finding a pool he disrobed and dove in..
Damn but the water felt good after 2 days of being sticky and Hot.. When he returned to shore he found his gear hand been taken. What the Hell?
"Alright Guys, Fun is Fun.. But I want my clothes back.."
He stood naked and angry for a moment before walking back down the path to find out Who wanted a knuckle sandwich.. and Found Flitter. The lizard stood in the path looking the naked, dripping man over. Marke found this funny for some reason. He posed, showing off his body, turning and flexing his back muscles.. Then laughed..
"You are losing it Man. Posing for a Lizar.. What The?"
The creature had come up behind him and was now squatting to lick on his butt. I caressed the wet flesh, tongue sliding erotically over the damp rump. Marke had been known for 2 things - Posing for all the Girls and humping Anything Female.. And when the creature pushed his legs apart and went after his nuts he forgot about his clothes.. This one knew how to use that Tongue.. And hands
or paws or whatever they were.. Because they were All over his ass.
Groping, squeezing, fondling.. Then he turned and Pushed her on her back.. Flitter landed with a startled squawk, but as the man knelt and rubbed his erection against her she went right back to fondling his butt.. He stabbed his hard meat into what he assumed to be her slit - Not that he cared, but he?preferred 'Normal' sex... He grunted when legs stroked his rear, pulled him deeper into the warm hole that Grabbed him like nothing he had ever felt before!
He squawked, got kissed and kissed back, feeling muscles grip his dick and tug it to the roots.. He couldn't even hump, the feet and tail holding him on place while the female stroked and squeezed him inside her until he came with a Yell, arching up as his balls were rubbed against the scaly tail.. A few moments rest as the female also blew a gasket, then they started back up again. Never had the marine known such a Hot fuck.. She was constantly moving around, squeezing his dick, caressing his body, scratching gently on his erogenous zones..
She was also part nympho! Long after he had stopped responding to her touches she Still stroked his semi-hard cock, Pulled it out to be fondled.. Then continued her exploration of his butt again, this time dipping her tongue Into his cheeks, pushing it Past his puckered hole, knowing sometimes males could be coaxed back into hardness with this trick. Alas she had done her job too well and like the other 2 marines he was out cold and then some.. Putting his equipment in a heap, the Runner went to the pool to drink, urinate and return to kiss and nibble on her lover, awaiting his waking so she could have sex with him again.. Mmmmmmm - She Really loved his strong round butt.
* * * *
Great! First the 2 idiots vanish, and now the third member of his squad came up missing. The sarge was ready to chew on tree bark... Somehow during the night they had either gotten lost or Something had grabbed them. And since they were Corps, he had to go find - If only to kick them in the ass - Again. Following a trail led him to his missing men - They were lying in the grass, naked. Eating
some fruit, grinning to each other, and in pretty good health. Good except for being exhausted.
And all around were... Iguana's? Some kind of lizard. In every color there was. In every body type their was. Some were gathering food, some were working on - whatever lizards work on. And some.. Some were kneeling to lick the sweat off the marines, Some were doing more Intimate things. He opened his mouth to snarl at the layabouts when hands were suddenly on Him! Undoing the buttons on his shirt, his trousers.. He tried to keep his dignity with one hand and fend off all the snouts that seemed to know Exactly where to caress, lick, even suck to make him hard. Then lips slid around his cock-head and with a groan he found himself cumming into a warm, wet mouth that wrapped his cock in a hot ribbon, his balls likewise were sucked in and even bitten lightly - Which just made him cum harder.
"Hey Sarge - Like the 'ladies'? All of 'em are female - And do they know how to screw!"
He found himself on his butt, biting into some tropical fruit, while tongues bathed his body, teased him into hardness, and to climax again. They even played with his toes.. And the others stifled snickers. Sarge, a Foot Man.
When he woke it was to more food, and more females, one straddling his hips, the other men also having lovers riding them to gasping ecstasy. Damn! How as he going to put This in his report? How was he going to Report, Period! Then tongues caressed his feet and he arched yup, forgetting about everything but the female who made such strange noises, and moved her hands some sort of pattern.
'Male likes feet licked.. Maybe male likes to lick feet?'
The other hissed laughter as Long-Fingers bent over to suck on the little nipples, wishing she had a pair - But then they All wished to be more like 'Father'. The young human had been a apt pupil, as well as teacher - Showing them fish, clams and how to swim in the ocean. Of course he also showed them his Brothers - And Uncles, Cousins... In fact Anyone in the village who liked females and were not so picky about looks.
Now more males were showing up. This place was as good one - Now if only they could have eggs, young.. Many times they went to where Father's remains lay, wanting to ask questions. But the wind gave no answers..
* * * *
Sarge awoke with a start. The female lying beside him was real enough. The clawed fingers lightly caressing hsi semi-hard dick were real enough.. The scaled butt his hand was cupping was real enough. He squeezed it, the owner making a soft noise and turning to look at him half-asleep..
'Again?'
And he jolted awake. Sarge hated school. Almost as much as Fresh from graduation, Big-ideaed Lieutenants who thought they knew how to do Anything. So when he was told to go to language school, he went. Hating it. But part of what he picked up was Sign Language, and all it's variants. You never knew Who you might have to ask directions from.
And forgot about Everything as the lizard leaned over to wrap first her tongue, then her lips around his cock-head. Talker ran a hand up to his chest, caressing it while Fat-Nose moved her hand to the man's balls, followed by her large snout, sucking his eggs in. Sarge grunted, liking sex, but these females were Too Much!
The sun was just coming up and he could see the others waking. Suction-Cup was complaining to Grass-Green about how the men were hung. She wanted just a little more to stick down her throat.. The other female agreed, enjoying a big one under her tail When she could get it. A younger one chimed in to 'say' she didn't care how big or small - She loved to cradle their eggs in her mouth, lick on them, suckle them.. The other 2 hissed agreement, then went off to gather food.
Then he wasn't crazy - Somehow these reptiles communicated with a short-form of hand-speech. Another female knelt and lifted a foot to caress it against her slit and he went back to darkness, giving the females a protein-filled breakfast as they took turns lapping at his throbbing cock-tip.
The End...?