*Here’s the second part of the Hellhound massage story. I know all two of you that enjoyed part 1 were just champing at the bit to get the second half, so worry not, the wait is over! This one is almost exclusively sexy fun, so if you want pretty much any context, go back and read part 1. Hope you enjoy!*
At Diedrich’s request, she lay her head in her arms. If it weren’t for her tail wagging back and forth so rapidly she would have looked asleep. Beatrix, once again at Diedrich’s request, tucked her tail underneath her. It would have been pretty hard to give her a massage with her tail constantly whacking him. He knelt above her lower back, and with quick, skilled motions, brushed her hair until it was soft as silk. To say Beatrix didn’t care about her appearance would be an exercise in how fast one can commit suicide by hellhound. She cared very much how she looked, she simply enjoyed allowing her hair to be its naturally wild self. It was rare for it to be rigorously brushed like this. Within moments her normally shaggy hair was smooth and straight as can be, but that wasn’t the end. Putting the brush away, Diedrich’s hands moved so fast they were a blur, carefully rearranging each individual strand until it was one large bun piled on the back of her head. Holding it in place with one hand, he summons a pair of ivory chopsticks out of thin air with a flourish of the other, and inserted them both into the bun with surgical precision.
Beatrix opened her mouth, about to demand that she see what he was doing, but yet again Diedrich beat her to the punch, placing the hand mirror in front of her. She raised an eyebrow as she saw what he’d done with her proud mane.
“It looks…really good, actually. Where the hell did you learn to do that?”
“A good magician never reveals his tricks,” Diedrich replied, hoping such an ambiguous answer would dissuade her from investigating further. He certainly didn’t feel like telling her that Rilen often had him style her hair for her after they were intimate.
Now then, on to the main course.
Diedrich grabbed the bottle of tan oil and liberally poured it on his hands, practically soaking them in the liquid. With a firm touch he reached down and began to rub her shoulders, alternating between squeezing down on them and releasing with impeccable timing, slowly but surely relaxing her muscles. He could faintly hear Bea moan with satisfaction as he worked, his fingers making their way across the muscular expanse of her broad shoulder’s, dancing across the smooth, sable skin. Steadily, he made his way down to her upper back, and with a practiced hand worked out every knot she had. Beatrix eyes were rolling back into her head, her mind being overwhelmed by an entirely different sort of satisfaction than she was used to dealing with.
Diedrich was quite pleased at how much his beloved was enjoying the treatment, and it was providing some unique insights for him as well. As he moved his fingers gradually down to her lower back, he was truly amazed at just how powerful she was. He’d felt her body countless other times, but there was something about how much attention he was paying to her muscles that truly brought it home for him. She wasn’t strong like some bodybuilder’s were, with them pointlessly gaining muscles they would never truly use for survival and becoming outlandishly bulky. She was powerful the way a Jaguar was powerful: every muscle honed through constant, strenuous use, the power coursing through her body as natural to her as breathing. At her lower back he switched it up ever so slightly, combining the complex movements of his fingers with grinding down with a closed fist, as the tension was much greater here. Bea, counterintuitively to her race as a canine, was purring with pleasure, her tail doing it’s best to wag while being pinned by her body. The oil gave a shine to her dark skin, and he didn’t stop until every inch of her upper body was glistening. Finally, after roughly twenty minutes, he stopped, and briefly got up. He wasn’t done yet, not by half.
He spread her legs apart, making her do a half-spread eagle, then knelt down in between the two shapely limbs. From where he sat he had a perfect view; her plump shapely rear, her ever tight black pussy glistening with arousal and her sexy, strong thighs at either side. This time he poured some tanning oil directly onto each leg, and rubbed it in with both hands, delighting in the feeling of the softness giving way to muscle like cords of steel. His hands came ever so close to her ample ass, always drifting within an inch but never quite touching it. When one was done, he gave it a quick kiss and moved on to the other. It didn’t take very long for him to finish her legs. It wasn’t as though he didn’t love her thighs, he simply loved her ass that much more, and with the legs finally done, he could massage those globes as much as he wanted.
He drizzled the tanning oil all over her buns, watching with fascination as droplets ran down the fleshy hills, leaving glistening trails in their wake. Rubbing his hands together in anticipation, he began rubbing the oil in, using one hand per ass cheek. It was heavenly. They were unbelievably soft and squishy yet had a firmness to them from her countless hours exercising. Jiggling with every motion, her ass cheeks began to glisten as the oil was lovingly lathered on them, the hands responsible alternating between simple caresses and outright groping.
Kneading her ass with his hands, he slowly spread her cheeks apart, revealing her tight, winking asshole. Bea’s ears perked up, and she looked back at him. He grinned at her and said that he had to make sure her entire body was oiled, and he was going to be very thorough. Reaching up, he grabbed Bea’s wrists and brought them back around, until she got the message and spread her cheeks for him, her ass slightly raised and her head pressed into the blanket. Eliciting a gasp from her as he dribbled a line of oil along the crevasse, he began working the oil into her inner cheeks, occasionally tracing his finger along her crack and brushing his finger around her tight hole, but never fully touching it. With every close encounter she would raise her hips against his finger, not so subtly trying to entice him, but he held his ground. At least until even her inner cheeks were slick with oil. At that point, he repositioned himself, one hand remaining at her ass, the rest of his body hovering over hers, with his face right next to her fluffy ears.
“Like I said: *very* thorough.” He pressed his middle finger, now slick with oil, against her rosebud, which put up next to no resistance before allowing it to sink in to the knuckle. A long, low moan broke loose from Bea’s plump lips, urging him on further. He began fucking her with his finger; at first he was slow, the digit tracing against each individual wrinkle, smearing the oil every where it could find as it explored her ass, then speeding up with every thrust of the hand. Eventually a second finger joined the first, and then a third. Beatrix’s crotch was a veritable waterfall, and she had bitten down on her lip to stop herself from yelling out loud. Diedrich leaned over and, timed perfectly with him thrusting down, bit down on the tip of her ear. Beatrix came immediately, her body convulsing as she was wracked with orgasmic bliss. Diedrich pulled back to his spot between her legs and removed his fingers. Her hole was ever so slightly agape, and without missing a beat he buried his face in her ass, enjoying the feeling of the two cheeks enveloping his face. He lay a light kiss on her hole, and pulled himself back, ending it with two crisp slaps on her ass, one on each cheek.
“Now get on your back.”
Slapping her hand against the ground, she threw herself onto her back, her eager grin back as though she hadn’t just came hard. Where most mortal girls would need at least a few minutes to recover, monster girls like Bea, particularly hellhounds, have much higher stamina. She was resting her head on her arms, displaying her hairless armpits, and she’d covered her eyes with her bushy tail to shield them from the blazing sun, leaving only her smile visible. Her legs, this time, were spread apart without his prompting, giving him an eyeful of her tight pussy, even now still gushing with arousal. Diedrich took a moment to enjoy the view, and then crouched overtop of her crotch.
Renewing the oil on his hands, he began kneading it into her upper chest, massaging everywhere from her neck stopped and her tits began. Working it in, he quickly moved on, rubbing it into the taut muscles of her upper arms, her powerful biceps and triceps as tough as steel. Then, because he just couldn’t help himself, when he was rubbing the oil into her armpits, he gave them a good tickle; her booming laughter nearly shook him off her body as it contorted her body. *Huh, who knew she was so ticklish,* Diedrich thought, and couldn’t help but smile at how he could use that for a lot of fun at some point.
Moving on, he came to one of Bea’s main sources of pride: her huge, amazing tits. Each capped with a beautiful, rosy nipple that contrasted with the darkness of her skin, they were massive, each larger than Diedrich’s head. Despite this, there was no sag to them whatsoever, as though by sheer force of will they defied gravity itself. He kneaded them gently, in awe of how remarkably soft and plush they were. He kneaded one harder, and pinched down on the other’s nipple, making Bea moan lightly. He did the same with the other, leaving the pink nipples glistening against the slick pitch background. Much as he wanted to keep groping them, he knew he had to keep going with the rest of her body, so he went on lower, but not before he gave each nipple a nibble.
Most hellhounds have a rather slender body type, their stomachs lean and their hips more slim. Bea’s stomach was very much not that. Instead of being flat and smooth, it practically rippled with muscle, her six-pack chiselled and firm. Diedrich trailed his fingers across her abs lightly, his finger’s tracing the outlines and running across the muscles. Many guys would have problems with a girl having such muscle, even going so far as being a turn-off, but to Diedrich it was unbelievably hot. Moving back to the top of her abs, he gave them a more thorough massage, pressing his thumbs down into them to loosen up the iron-like muscles.
Once more he moved in between her legs and oiled up the tops of her thighs, making quick work of her legs, before moving on to his main prize: her juicy snatch. But for this, he had very different plans. He grabbed her hips and pulled it up to his mouth, making her yelp in surprise as suddenly only her shoulders were touching the ground. He flashed her a quick smile, and gave her a long lick along her slit, feeling her body shiver with pleasure from it. He did so over and over again, his tongue going a little deeper with every lick, but never actually touching her clitoris. Bea began grinding her hips against his face in time with his licks, trying to get him to lick her clit but not quite managing. He just kept licking deeper and deeper. He was determined to tease her for as long as he could. He started lapping at her pussy with increasing speed, tasting every last drop of her sweet juices, and then buried his tongue as deep inside her as he could. Bea squealed out, and wrapped her thick thighs around his head, pressing him down into her cunt. Diedrich smiled as he continued to fuck her with his long tongue, ramming the wet muscle into her pussy over and over. Redundantly, Bea put her hands on his head as well, using all her limbs to hold his head in place as he ate her out. Every minute or so he would mix it up, going from long, slow, lavish licks, to furious, quick licks, to burying his tongue so deep in her his tongue pressed against her G-spot. After twenty minutes of such relentless teasing, he figured it was time to make her cum. Bea was starting to put some serious strength into her limbs, and if he didn’t start finishing her off soon, she might end up accidentally ripping his head off. He bit down on her clit, and she came so hard she squirted directly into his mouth, which he swallowed without hesitation. Her eyes rolled back into her head as her hips bucked hard, but Diedrich wasn’t done yet. He went back to eating her out, only now putting heavy emphasis on her clit: licking it, flicking it with his tongue, nibbling on it, and Bea went over the edge again, and then again, her body wracked with intense spasms and her tongue lolling out of her mouth from the sheer force of the pleasure – her legs clamping down on his head even tighter, then gradually releasing him from their grasp. He ended it with one final kiss directly on her clit, then flopped onto the ground.
His cock was painfully erect, and had been practically since the massage began, but he’d resolved to simply masturbate later. After all, this day was about her, not him. They laid there on the blanket together, facing opposite directions: one panting heavily, the other simply enjoying the warmth of the sun and the sounds of the beach, though he had to admit that the erotic heavy breathing certainly wasn’t helping his erection go away.
Not even a full minute went by before Bea caught her breath, and she crawled over and lay next to Diedrich, casually draping her arm on him and lightly tracing circles on his chest with one of her claws. Even Diedrich was surprised to see such a quick recovery. She was certainly hardy normally, but three orgasms in such rapid succession would usually make even her need a bit of a break. Perhaps he’d underestimated just how pent up the days of abstinence had made her.
“Well,” she began with a smirk. “That was nice.” She leaned in and kissed him; an innocent kiss, one without playing tongues or biting lips, simply a pure expression of love and gratitude. Which made it rather ironic that the next thing she did after that was glance down at his erect cock, straining desperately against the fabric of his trousers, and ask if he wanted help with it. He briefly considered denying, saying that the day was supposed to be all about her, but quickly dismissed it. She would only find that insulting, and he’d be lying if he said he didn’t really want some relief. Instead he just nodded, and made his pants vanish with a snap of his fingers, his freed cock springing to attention.
Instead of going straight for his massive member as she normally would, she got up and grabbed the bottle of tanning oil. Diedrich gave her a questioning look. Diedrich’s hands weren’t the usual humanoid hands: hers were covered with fur the same colour as her hair, and were tipped with massive, scarlet claws sharp enough to slice through the toughest of armour like it wasn’t even there. He didn’t exactly relish the idea of her using those to massage him. She just rolled her eyes at him.
“For God’s sake, Deedee, I’m not an idiot.” Instead of opening the bottle, she simply used a claw to slice the entire top off. Without a care, she dumped the rest of the contents of the bottle onto her large tits, absolutely drenching them in the scented liquid. Then she walked back to the Incubus and straddled him, her butt just in front of his erect member, her fluffy tail teasing it with the occasional touch. She put her hands down on either side of his shoulders and, as erotically as can be, slowly lowered her torso down until her massive, oil soaked tits pressed down against his chest. She looked into his eyes with a smug look, and even her flames grew slim and wavy: Diedrich didn’t even know it was possible for fire to look smug, but you learn something new everyday. With slow, deliberate movements she swayed her tits back and forth across his chest, smearing it with oil in the hottest way possible. He could feel her hard nipples pressing down into him, and Bea would regularly change her elevation, going from the nipples barely touching him to mashing them down on him as hard as she could. Occasionally she would change position entirely, like sitting up further up on his body and bring his arm up between her breasts, then pressing them down on the limb and titfucking them until she found them sufficiently covered. She put each arm down after seductively sucking on a finger.
Diedrich wasn’t the only one who thought the other’s body to be perfect. For being such a bookworm, Diedrich had the sexiest body Bea had ever seen. While a lot of it may come down to him being an incubus, the astonishing amount of sex he had on a daily basis certainly didn’t hurt. His arms were perfectly lined with lean muscle, and his pecs were toned like a Greek god. She moved lower, her tits coming to his abs and her ass hotdogging his gargantuan cock. She smooshed her squishy tits against his hard abs, loving the contrast between the two, and as she moved she swayed her plump ass against Diedrich’s cock. Her ears perked up when she heard him moan. She had to reposition herself in order to get the rest of his abs, and then moved in between his legs much as he had with her before. His cock towered before her like an obelisk; as a result of his incubi nature, his dick was nearly two feet long and four inches wide, with thick veins lining it’s massive surface. Bea didn’t have the restraint her lover had: where he had seen his goal but had continued to finish the task at hand first, Bea dove headfirst at her goal the moment she had it in her grasp. Quite literally, in this case.
She pressed her head against the base of his cock and took a long inhale, the intense pheromones emanating from his manhood flooding her brain and melting away any thoughts about anything else. She loved everything about his cock. She loved the incredible heat radiating from it. She loved how it towered over her when she held herself against it. She loved the smell of pure sex wafting from it. The same went for his large balls hanging below. She lowered her face to them and lapped her tongue against them, making Diedrich shiver each time. She opened her mouth wide and fit an entire ball in her mouth, writhing her tongue around it as she sucked, then repeated the process with the other. Stretching her mouth as wide as she could, she wrapped her mouth around his entire sack, her nose pressing against the base of his cock. She sucked on them hard, licking every inch she could while breathing in nothing but his sweet musk. Diedrich’s back arched slightly, awash with pleasure at the treatment his balls were getting. After a dozen seconds or so she popped them out of her mouth with a loud plop sound. She moved her head back up to the base of his shaft and gave the entire length of his cock one long lick, leaving a trail of saliva as she treated the entire two feet of dick like a popsicle. Reaching the head, she gave it a kiss, then made her way back down, peppering it with kisses all the while until she was back at the base. Grabbing her tits, she placed them at either side of his cock and squeezed them together. She started moving them up and down on him, jacking off his cock with her boobs. Diedrich was in heaven, the incredibly soft tits squeezing down on his cock from all sides felt incomparable. At least, so he thought, until Bea started sucking him off at the same time.
As she made her way up the cock, jerking him off with her tits all the while, she licked every area that wasn’t already covered, until she was finally back to the head, which she promptly covered with her mouth. She teased the sensitive tip with her tongue, flicking her tongue against his urethra, swirling her tongue around the edge, covering the entire head with a long, flat lick. After 30 seconds of teasing, she suddenly plunged her head down, taking 3 inches down her throat at once. She couldn’t get nearly as far down as normal, not if she wanted to keep titfucking him, so she contented herself with worshipping the top 3 inches and working the rest of his cock with her tits. Demonstrating remarkable skill, she started to milk his three inches with just her throat, clamping down and flexing on his dick with such rhythm it felt like she was jerking him off with just her neck muscles. After five minutes under such relentless pleasure, after days of abstinence, it wasn’t surprising when he came.
She felt his cock begin to throb and pulled off him, using her tail to keep jacking him off past the edge as it angled the cock towards her body, her mouth wide open. It shot like a cum volcano: several days worth of cum came out in torrents of sticky white liquid. Diedrich came buckets even at the best of times, so the sheer volume of cum was staggering. That was exactly what Bea had been counting on. Several splashes of cum landed on her face, filling her mouth to the brim with his hot cum, and splattering the rest of her face and covering her hair. Even more landed on her tits, coating her love pillows so much that the cum ran off them in streams down the rest of her body. Even her tail got soaked in the tsunami of jizz, turning her black fur white. Bea resisted the urge to immediately swallow, instead wiping all the cum on her face with her fingers into her open mouth and stuck her tongue out, making sure Diedrich saw just how much of his cum was in her mouth, before swallowing it -savouring the feeling of his warm seed flow down her throat – and opening her mouth again to show him there was nothing left.
He was still fully erect. Bea wasn’t all that surprised. Incubi have the boon of being multi-orgasmic, but it was still a delight to see. She sat down just behind his cock, the shaft pressed against her stomach. Diedrich sat up and placed his hands on her hips. Bea, in turn, wrapped her arms around his neck. She was a good deal taller than him, her chin more than a full head above the top of his head. They kissed once – more a peck on the lips than a true kiss – and then looked down between them at the mighty cock pressed against her.
“Just look at how much I’m going to fill you up,” Diedrich said softly, slowly thrusting cock up against her abs, enjoying the feeling of the ridges of muscle against his dick. The head of his cock was several inches above her belly button, nearly pressing against the underside of her ample breasts. A low, sexy growl leaked out from Bea’s lips, and she started gyrating her hips on her lap against him, her pussy leaking like a facet. The sight of just how deep inside her he can truly get was beyond hot to her. She needed him inside her, and she needed it now.
“I need you inside me. Now.”
She raised herself up and positioned the massive cock at the entrance to her pussy. She slowly lowered herself down on it, gasping ever so slightly as she felt it’s familiar shape stretch out her pussy again. She gyrated her hips again as she worked her way down, rocking back and forth until, with a sigh of immense satisfaction, she was all the way to his base. They looked down again, and they both could clearly see the huge bulge distorting her stomach. Matching each other’s grin, they locked lips again, and started fucking in earnest. Diedrich placed both hands on her ample ass and started thrusting up into her at the same moments she slammed her hips down onto him, the feeling of her tight, hot pussy clamping down on him matched only by her feeling of his massive, thick cock pummeling her cunt. In no time their hips were a blur, the sound of the ocean waves barely audible over the sound of slapping flesh, deep voiced grunts and higher pitched moans, but through it all, they never once broke their kiss. They tasted every inch of their lover’s sweet mouths, clashing tongues in rhythm with their hips slapping together. Holding her by the ass, Diedrich stood up suddenly, walking over to the shade under a nearby palm tree. Bea didn’t hesitate for a moment, locking her legs and wrapping her tail around his hips and using them to get more momentum in her bounces. With every bounce she came more than halfway up his cock, then slammed back down balls deep, feeling the head of his cock slam against her cervix. Finally reaching the tree, Diedrich leaned back against it, and hooked his hands into her upper thighs just under her ass, halting her from her aggressive riding. Holding her in place, he started pistoning into her at an unbelievable rate, pulling nearly all the way out and slamming in balls deep so fast it sounded like a machine gun. Bea broke off the kiss then and rolled her head back, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head as Diedrich fucked her as fast he possibly could. Diedrich started kissing and love biting her neck, driving his cock into her pussy so hard that for the first time ever, she felt a twinge of worry that he might actually break her.
She loved every second of it. She loved that he wanted her this much. She loved the pleasure that was so potent it bordered on pain. And that love came shooting out of her as she squirted hard, the love liquids dripping down his cock and off his legs. Her pussy seized up as she came and clamped down like a warm, wet vice on his cock, pushing him over the edge. Thrusting as deep in her as he could, he came hard. Though there wasn’t as much cum as before, her quivering pussy was still filled up so much that it came flowing out of her like a fountain. He pulled out of her and put her back down to the ground, where she stood in front of him.
She grabbed him by the shoulders and moved him away from the tree, taking his place against it.
“You know, that massage was really effective,” she said casually as she slowly turned around, resting her head and breasts against the palm tree.
“Oh yeah?”
“Yea. I’m way more flexible now.” Reaching down to grab her ankle, she pulled it up until her foot was above her head, putting both her holes on full display for him.
“You’re right, that’s really impressive.” He grabbed her raised foot and hooked it over his shoulder, his erect cock smacking against her stomach. Bea nodded sagely, as though they were discussing the fate of the universe.
“Now fucking destroy my ass.”
Diedrich lined his cock, still lubricated with her pussy juice, up with her tight exposed asshole. There was no slowly sliding himself in. She wanted her ass destroyed, and he was more than willing to oblige. He rammed his cock in her ass, barreling past any and all resistance her asshole tried to put up until he was more than a foot deep inside her. Her scream of pain and pleasure resounded through the island, making a couple of birds take flight in panic. One hand roughly grabbed one of her tits, the other grabbed the base of her tail, and used both as leverage to fuck her deeper and deeper, roughly forcing another inch up her incredibly tight asshole. She leaned her head back towards him and he kissed her deeply, simultaneously slamming into her ass up to the hilt, the resulting scream muffled by his mouth. The pace of his dick increased exponentially, quickening until he was thrusting balls deep in her ass five times per second.
The kiss was the only thing keeping her fully conscious; the constantly growing pleasure always threatening to rob her of her mind. It felt like his dick was inside her stomach, and she suspected he was using shapeshifting magic to make his dick slowly grow in width; she could feel him stretching out her ass more and more with every second, and it was pleasure unparalleled. Diedrich’s hand was squeezing and groping her tits with such ferocity, sometimes stopping only to twist one of her nipples. The other had let go of her tail, which had nearly made her cum, and was slapping her ass hard. And then, like the flip of a switch, something changed inside of her. Why was she letting a human dominate her? She’s just as strong as her mate, so she should do just as much of the work.
Beatrix started slamming her ass back into him just as fast as he could fuck, her ass perpetually jiggling from the endless slamming it was getting. She wrapped her tail around his neck and used it to pull his head closer to hers, driving him deeper into their kiss, emphasized with her lovingly biting his bottom lip. She didn’t stop him groping and spanking her though, far from it. She encouraged it, urging him to do it more, to do it harder. She loved it, the pain heightened the pleasure to even greater heights. However, she was determined to hold out: she would make him cum first. Unfortunately for her, Diedrich had a trump card she hadn’t been prepared for.
The incubus saw they were back to their usual games, and like all games he played, he refused to accept any other possible outcome than victory. He snaked his tail around in such a way that she didn’t see it until the tip of it was placed at the entrance of her cum filled cunt. She just barely managed to say “You cheater” before he plunged 4 inches of the tail in her pussy at once, the spade shaped tip slamming against her clit before it went in. Bea held out as long as she could, but Diedrich fucking both of her holes at once was simply too much for her, and with a roar she came harder than she had in months, the pleasure outmatching the ones from earlier by orders of magnitudes. Diedrich came mere seconds afterwards, filling her ass to the brim with his hot cum. His cock came out of her ass with a plop, and her ass, now gaping widely, started leaking cum. They stood like that for a moment, and then collapsed onto each other on the ground and slept for hours.
******
They ended up staying at that island for a full week. They spent the days swimming, fishing, fucking, playing volleyball, fucking, exploring, and sometimes fucking. By the time they got back to the castle, they were somehow both completely relaxed and rejuvenated and drop dead tired. The moment they got back to the castle, Bea went off to her room and slept in her hammock for 16 hours straight. Diedrich got a golem to take the picnic items back (he thought it was the same one that gathered it a week ago, but was it wearing a tiny crown now?), and walked to his room.
Diedrich walked into his room and laying on his bed, casually reading one of his research journals, was a demon lord of hell.
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