Taurus In The Mouth Novels & Stories

They are beautiful, perfect, and he wants to taste them again. Thaddeus's lips crash to Aiden's, and his tongue divides into his mouth. Their tongues fight for dominance, and the Omega quickly loses. Thaddeus explores the Omega's mouth, searching every crevice. His tongue glides along the roof of Aiden's mouth, and their lips close before opening again. Teeth clank, and the urge for friction below almost overwhelms Aiden.

***Gael's POV**** “I want you to take it all in,” Turstin said as he pushed his dick deep down my throat, filling my mouth with his giant cock that I could hardly breathe. I like the feeling. I continued to suck him like my life depended on it. “Wack! Wack!” My throat made a slurp sound as I continued to take him in. “Yes, that's it! Your mouth is so tight, just like your pussy. I can't help it,” he caressed my hair as he continued to fuck my mouth.

I felt lucky beyond words to be the one they chose tonight. I went to Troy's massive monster and started to suck. He stopped me and held my head in place. I paused and looked up at him down from my knees. He was massive, king-like, and I was intimidated by the way he looked down at me. He positioned his cock, his hands firmly around my head, as he started to penetrate my mouth. I grabbed two other cocks in my hands, I couldn't tell which, and started to furiously massage them. Troy's cock took up every bit of space in my mouth the moment he pushed forward. The thick head pressed against the roof of my mouth, then slid deeper, stretching my lips to their limit.

Taurus turned his massive bull head toward her, nostrils flaring in anger at being addressed by a woman. "You will be silent, wench!" he bellowed, spittle flying from his bovine mouth. "Know that your place is beneath my hooves!" His eyes, small and mean, narrowed as he looked her up and down with contempt. "You are nothing but an appetizer to me."

Claudius melted against his Alpha when he felt his tongue against his lips, and opened his mouth, allowing his Alpha in. The Alpha's tongue slid into Claudius' mouth and slowly danced with his tongue. Claudius moaned as the Alpha sucked his lip in, before thrusting his tongue back into his mouth. He loved the taste of his Alpha's kiss, and feeling The Alpha's tongue against his own. The Alpha's tongue massaged his tongue and Claudius moaned again, causing the Alpha to grip his lower back and pull him closer.

The taste of their mixed juices filled his mouth. Lyric moaned and grabbed his hair with both hands. She pulled his face tighter against her. Atlas pushed his tongue deep inside her, fucking her with it in steady strokes. Wet sucking sounds echoed across the empty stage. The bright lights shone down on them, highlighting every detail of his mouth working between her legs.

He stroked my hair softly while looking down at me with dark, possessive eyes. “Open your mouth,” he said calmly. I obeyed instantly, parting my lips wide. He slowly slid his thick, heavy cock into my mouth. Gluck… gluck… The wet sound echoed softly as he pushed deeper. I tasted the salty mix of my own dried juices and his earlier cum on my tongue as I swirled it around his shaft. “Mmm… that’s it,” Marcus groaned, his fingers tightening in my hair.

Brown sat up and tried out his sharp fangs towards the crowd. There were two teeth that especially popped out, both protruding from his lips. What made people even more unable to accept it was that Mr. Brown's mouth still had a long tongue protruding from his mouth, emitting a "tweak" sound, and the top of his tongue was still branching. Without looking closely, Mr. Brown at this moment looked like a giant snake with a human head growing. Cadell Marcus had obviously never seen this kind of battle before. When he saw Mr. Brown, he forcefully swallowed his saliva and his legs began to tremble.

He makes his way to my ass on his knees, and just as Max lets me half of his whole cock Into my mouth, I feel Taylor grabu ass with both hands. "I think our idea is going to work out just fine," Taylor groans. While he unzips, I start exploring Max's shaft with my tongue in every way I possibly can. I feel its weight on my tongue, and it's only halfway in, if my estimate is right. It's heavy, girthy, and full of need. I push it against the roof of my mouth and start massaging the soft underside gently, and on every filthy stroke, I bring my tongue back up to tease his slit.

Something mad. I see his tongue probe the inside of his cheek, pressing against something. His jaw clenches. My heart clenches with unease. "Dom—" I start to warn. But Thomas is already moving. With a guttural scream, he wrenches his broken arm upward—bone protruding through torn flesh—and shoves his fingers into his mouth. A wet crack echoes through the clearing as he rips free a fang. The moment it leaves his mouth, the tooth blackens, its surface bubbling like tar under moonlight.