Strange Sex Stories: Monster Sex Science (Wet and Messy, Huge Cock, Monster Sci-Fi Erotica‪)‬

Marilyn has a special job, a job she truly loves. She's a scientist, working in a top secret lab, handling exotic and rare biological (sometimes supernatural) entities.

But that's not the part that makes her love it. Marilyn loves her job because she's responsible for collecting samples of reproductive material from exotic and bestial monsters of all types. This is just one of her typical days...

In this particular encounter, Marilyn has been assigned a demonic horse-creature to collect samples from. The fiery demon is surprisingly willing to warm up to Marilyn, and he even provides charming conversation. Well, charming for a monstrous demon who has been abducted against his will.

The creature really warms up (har har) when he discovers Marilyn intends to collect more than just hair and saliva samples, she wants a sample of his sperm, fresh from the tap! The demon-beast is more than willing to provide, but can Marilyn handle his raw, hellish potency? You'll just have to read this raunchy, shameless tale of lust to find out...

Naturally, this weird and kinky story contains depictions of steamy sex acts between a flirty female scientist and the demonic, monstrous creature she examines. Contains graphic depictions of oral sex, vaginal sex, large endowments (you know what I mean), sweaty, muscular bodies, and especially large emissions (you know what I mean here, too). Approx. 9200 words, intended for (very freaky) adults only.

Excerpt follows:

“You’re excited, aren't you, Chevie?” Marilyn asked as she undid a few more buttons on her blouse.

The big demon equine responded with a loud, hot snort. Marilyn started to perspire from the heat given off by Chevalnoir's body. The hot blast of air came with a little dusty smoke, and only added to the heat in the room. His tail swished more, and left long trails of flame that grew brighter for a brief moment. Like a surge of fuel had been tossed into a fire.

“Of course. I’m doing my best to restrain myself.” his voice was deep and resonant, but he also sounded very eager, almost anxious.

Marilyn grinned a bit and pressed a few more buttons on her remote, and started to strip away her clothes. A small, hidden door in the floor opened to reveal a cushioned lounge that was suitable for one. It rose to a height of a few feet. It was long enough for Marilyn to fit, with some space for a lover to place his hands or feet (or hooves) for leverage, but not much bigger.

“Well, let’s not wait any longer, dear. Why don’t you let me finish warming you up, just try to relax.”