Saving Face
I hardly think this counts as a story, but it's a bit of flavor text to go with the picture, describing it.
Poor Himeric, he just can't seem to catch a break. All he ever wants to do is please his women and use his very unique skills to give them the deepest pleasure you could imagine. Once meeting up with Melodi - the gorgeous, free-spirited hippogryph mare - he decided to put all his skills to use, most notably his long, flexible, prehensile tongue.
Things start off simply enough, with her on the bed, Himeric on his knees next to her. her legs are spread and there's a glistening bead of her excitement dribbling down between her meaty lips to soak the hair of her tail. Himeric licks his lips as he wraps his hands around her full hips, pulling her close so he can press his lips against hers.
She gasps as his breath tickles the tiny hairs on her inner thighs, muscles tensing to clamp around his head, but he doesn't mind. He uses this opportunity to prod his dextrous appendage into her, parting her lips and coating his muzzle with her fluids.
Quickly descending into the throes of passion, Melodi arches her back to grind her clit down on his snout, grabbing a hold of the chameleon's skin flap to abuse the texture as she rubs him back and forth.
Himeric feels that this is when it's time to put things up a notch, so he pushes his tongue out as far as it will go, pressing against her open cervix and coiling up in her womb, muscles contracting from the base to tip to please every bit of her.
"LEt's do it." She manages to gasp out between faint moans. Before their encounter, she'd discussed wanting to try being prey to a dragon one day, and Himeric had told her that he'd certainly try despite her being nearly twice his size!
So the chameleon leaves a half meter of his tongue in her as he slides up her body to give her a kiss, instead gaping open his maw to smother her beak. He gags a little as he feels the claw-like tip of it press against the back of his throat, but he carries on, using his semi-blunt teeth to snag on the feathers around her face, tongue still down, snagging against the lip of her vulva, its length smearing his saliva down her front and between her breasts.
Good. More lube to make the swallow easier.
he pushes her head into his throat, finding his jaw distends just enough to slide around her form. her shoulders prove to be a bit of a challengs, but she's incredibly cooperative, so she pulls them in tight and forward to make her form easier to swallow. She kicks off the bed to leave ALL of her weight on his gullet, finding his maw to slide down her body right to the hips as his tongue - still deep in her womb - tugs on her vulva to force her deeper.
But her beak stops dead in his belly, pressing against the goo-filled floor of it as her neck bends in a slightly unpleasant way. She can feel Himeric's throat massaging her torso as he tries to swallow time and time again, but she just won't go any farther into him.
Sensing he's reached the limits of his depth, Himeric happily uses his fingers to poke, prod, and pry at her lips, spreading them and smearing her fluids between his digits until her body tenses up inside his gullet as an orgasm rocks her body, spraying a thick equine cream into his palms, splashing around his belly.
Happy with having succeeded in pleasing her, he gives up on the gobbling and spits her back out, relishing the gentle slide of her form that he aims right onto his erect cock. She's absolutely soaked in femcum from the waist down, and coated in saliva from himeric from the belly up, so the sex is immensely gooey and messy. Before long, the chameleon's cream mixes with hers in the depths of her canal.
He apologizes and she assures him she enjoyed every bit of it, and happily sets up another date with the eager tonge-expert.