Fauna and the Two Lizardmen

Heads up: the following story contains VERY incorrect information about lizard anatomy and mating habits. This is fantasy so I'm not striving for accuracy, but I figured I would say something since I know people who would be bothered by this!

The stream brought Fauna to a small blue pond surrounded with scrubby bushes and willow trees. A spattering of sunlight dripped through the slender branches and danced on the pond's surface. The pond was fed by another stream, one much deeper and wider than the one she'd followed, flowing from somewhere far out of sight. It was the perfect place for a quick bath! As she approached, moving to take off her dress, one of the bushes rustled. She yelped and took a step back. Moments later, a giant black lizard head popped up from the foliage.

"Away, stranger!" he said. "You're trespassing on Lacertilian territory at a dangerous time!"

"I didn't mean to!" Fauna said. "If I may, why is now such a bad time?"

The lizardman emerged from the bush. He was big, easily seven or eight feet in height, with a body of powerful muscles. His scales were black, save for those that ran up his chest and stomach in silver plates, and a few streaks of red around his face, shoulders and hips. His fingers and toes were tipped with claws, and he had a long tail that reached the grass and trailed behind him. He wore little, only a wooden breastplate and a feathered band around his right arm. Aside from his sheer size, the most striking thing was his erection. He had no testicles, at least none Fauna could see, and it seemed his cock, reddish pink in color, was extending from a slit on the front of his hips. His cock was a good length, six or seven inches, and thick around. It was shaped almost like an amaryllis before it bloomed, with an elongated teardrop-shaped head and a long shaft. Running along the underside and around the base of the tip were small bumps, no doubt to help keep the cock from slipping out before its job was done.

"It's mating season," the lizardman said with a growl. "The others would tear you apart."

Fauna looked around. As far as she could tell, she and the lizardman were the only sapient beings in the area. She could neither see nor hear anyone else nearby. "Where are the others?"

"In our domain upstream." He groaned, gaze shifting away from her. "I've not had much luck finding a mate. I'm here to be alone."

"That's too bad..." Fauna said. She glanced once more at his erection. She was certain she could handle it. The sooner she investigated the corruption in the Woods, the better, but what harm could there be in helping a poor, lonely soul at a time like this? "Perhaps I can be of assistance?"

The lizardman snarled. "In what way? Are you going to find me a mate? Those chances are so slim I fear the wind has already carried them away."

"That may be," Fauna said cautiously, "but perhaps I can alleviate your tension?" As she spoke, she slowly, carefully pulled aside her skirt, not enough to reveal anything yet, but enough to, hopefully, convey her meaning.

Understanding flashed in the lizardman's yellow eyes. "Are we even compatible?"

"No," Fauna said, "at least I don't think so. But I may at least be able to provide some relief."

The lizardman's lip twitched, prepared to form words but failing as he fought to find a response. Ultimately, his shoulders relaxed and he took a step forward. "If you're willing to try, then I suppose I am as well."

Fauna smiled, keeping her lips pressed together to avoid showing her teeth. "Tell me what you need me to do."

The red streaks running across the lizardman's face seemed to grow brighter. "Show me your cloaca."

She laughed as she sat in the grass, parting her legs and pushing aside her skirt. "I don't have a cloaca. I and others like me have a separate chamber for mating."

"Do you?" The lizardman dropped to his hands and knees, crawling towards her with a slight shimmy, almost as if dancing. He peered between her legs, tilting his head from side to side as he examined her. "It looks like a wound."

"It isn't," she assured him. She stroked herself, her fingers tracing her labia. "These help to protect my anatomy." She stroked her clit, a shiver running through her body as she did so. "This delightful little bud is just for fun." She then stroked her entrance, still wet from all of the encounters she'd had thus far. "But you're probably most interested in this. This is where the males of my species insert their anatomy when we mate."

The lizardman tilted his head from side to side. "Is this also where you lay your egg?"

She shook her head. "No eggs, but it is where our babies come from. Elves and creatures like us give birth to live babies, no hatching required."

"So strange..."

Fauna set her hand in the grass and waited for the lizardman to make his next move. "I'm curious now, how does your kind go about this?"

"The males try to attract females," he said. "We may dance, we may fight, and sometimes we simply try to make ourselves beautiful. If that is successful, then we need to prepare our mate for what comes next."

She bit her lip. "And how do you do that?"

He didn't answer with words. Instead, he bowed his head between her legs, stuck out his tongue, and licked her. His tongue was long and forked, but broad, teasing her in a delightfully ticklish way. She drew a breath. He smiled and said, "A bit of stimulation, of course," and went right back to work. He licked her entrance again and again, not quickly but not slowly either, a leisurely pace that one might adopt when enjoying a delicious treat. Then, the tip of his tongue prodded her. It was slow and gentle at first, a curious examination of this strange new body. Fauna cupped a hand over her mouth to keep from laughing at how it tickled. It flicked gently, and then slowly crept deeper inside of her. She moaned and arched her hips, inviting him deeper. He obliged, bringing his head closer so that his tongue could fill her. He wiggled it as he explored, ticking her insides, feeling her ridges and all she had to offer. He found her depth and wriggled his tongue back and forth, up and down, until he knew every part of her. Without warning, he pulled his tongue out.

Fauna hummed. "Time to move on?" she asked dreamily.

"No," the lizardman said. He then grabbed her legs, rested the backs of her knees on his shoulders, and plunged the full length of his tongue into her again.

"OH!~"

He laughed, the sound vibrating down his tongue as it thrashed and writhed inside of her, mixing her fluids with his saliva until they were one. His tongue shot back and forth, rippled like a wave, and ran it in broad circles. His movements changed moment to moment, preventing her from getting used to any one sensation. Every move was random, a pattern refusing to emerge, so she couldn't anticipate what came next. Mixed in with her gasps for breath were short, squeaking laughs. She found herself hoping that this part of the ritual never ended. But just as she was about to climax, the lizardman pulled out again. He drew a deep breath and then snorted, his breath cold on her wet groin. She shivered again. He leaned in closer until his snout was less than an inch from her clit. "And you say that this part is just for fun?" he asked, his breath rolling over her in waves.

She nodded, attempting to gasp a reply but unable to find words.

He stuck out the tip of his forked tongue and flicked her clit. Fauna's moan was so loud it was almost a scream. He did it again and again, his tongue moving so quickly it was just a red blur. The pleasure was so intense it caused her legs to clamp shut, right around the lizardman's head. He just laughed as he set his scaly palms on her thighs and pushed them open, returning to her clit with a vengeance.

Fauna's body convulsed. Her hips, moving of their own accord, thrusted opposite to the lizardman's tongue. The muscles in her thighs trembled and she couldn't catch her breath. Her pussy dripped. Her moans turned into desperate screams, and she found herself gasping, "Yes, right there, yes!" Finally the pleasure overwhelmed her. She screamed, her body stiffening, hips arching to better receive his tongue. He pulled his tongue away. Gasping for breath, she lowered herself back into the grass.

The lizardman pushed himself into a kneel. His cock pulsed slightly, enticed by what he saw. "Now we mate."

Fauna nodded. She spread her legs for him.

He only shook his head. "I know a better position." He scooped Fauna up in his arms and pushed himself to his feet. He held her so that her back was to his stomach. She clung to his forearm as he pushed aside her skirt, then bit her lip as his meaty cock bore into her. Each little bump on the underside of his shaft made its presence known, flicking her as it entered and then massaging deep into her walls. He sighed with relief as she sank onto it, engulfing his head and taking his shaft. She reached up, interlocking her fingers behind his neck, and he wrapped his hands around her hips. Then, he began to thrust.

"Mmm~" The lizardman's cock was incredible. It had frightened her at first, but as it filled her comfortably, the nodules along the underside teasing and pleasing her in ways she had never known, she came to love it. He pushed her against his thrust, ensuring he stayed deep. She could feel it in her stomach. Her toes curled and a quiet moan left her.

"Do I please my new friend?" the lizardman snickered.

"Yes," Fauna sighed. "Oh, yes!" She looked up at him, craning her neck awkwardly. "And do I offer the relief you seek?"

The lizardman nodded. "You do."

For a time, neither spoke. Fauna squeezed her fingers around the back of the lizardman's neck as his cock slipped up and down inside of her, the nodules making her belly ripple with bliss. He gasped quietly as he thrusted. "You're so warm," he said. "I've never known warmth like you."

Fauna blushed.

He wrapped one hand around her trunk while the other slid under the straps of her dress and cupped a breast. "What are these?" he asked.

She hummed with delight. "They're my breasts."

"And what do they do?" He gave it a gentle squeeze, a gentle massage and accidentally tweaked her nipple.

"Mmm! They feed our babies."

"Your body can feed your babies?" He rolled her nipple between his scaly fingers.

She shivered. "Yes."

The lizardman hummed with intrigue. "New friend, you have the most incredible body..." He shifted his grasp again, grabbing her by the sides to better pull her along his cock. Fauna moaned as he pushed and pulled her against his thrust, bringing her close to another climax. "So warm and wet, so amazing, so perfect...!"

"What's happening here?"

The lizardman pulled out and dropped to the ground, holding Fauna so snuggly she felt none of the impact of his body hitting the earth beneath them. He turned his head and growled. Fauna, confused and startled, followed his gaze. Another male, this one silvery white in color, approached the two. He had frills about his neck, fanned out in a brilliant display of red and yellow. Much like her new friend, he had a prominent erection on display, jutting out from a slit on the front of his pelvis, seven or eight inches in length. He growled. "Interspecies coupling? Disgraceful!"

"Bite your tongue!" Fauna's friend roared. "My friend here offered to help alleviate my tension!"

"If you can't find a mate," said the newcomer, "then you don't deserve to have your tension alleviated!"

Fauna's friend set her down and leapt to his feet, snarling all the while. "You wish to shame me for being without a mate, and yet here you are sticking your snout where it doesn't belong!"

The new male stood on the balls of his feet and broadened his shoulders as the frills around his neck flared. "Don't speak to me like that, sinner!"

Fauna's friend copied the stance. "Don't threaten me, loner!"

Both men sank into shallow squats and began circling each other, hissing and snapping their jaws, curling their claws, ready to fight. They lunged for each other at the same time, catching each other in a potentially deadly embrace, biting and clawing and screaming. Fauna jumped to her feet. "Stop fighting!" she urged. "Please, don't fight!" She rushed to the two, grabbing them each by an arm. They both stopped at once and looked down at her. "I see you're both frustrated, but you don't need to take it out on each other! If you'll allow me, I can help you both."

"And couple with a fleshfolk?" the white one spat. He turned his nose up.

The comment hurt Fauna.

"Don't be such a prude," Fauna's friend said. "She may not be scaly, but she's still a person, one of warm, humid flesh."

The second male's cock throbbed at the description, betraying his interest.

"At least let me show you a bit of what I can do," Fauna said. "If you don't like it, we can stop. And if you do enjoy it, I can help you two until you're spent."

The second male snorted. "Very well then..."

"I won't do anything if you don't want me to," she said. "The choice is yours."

The second male was quiet for a few moments as he thought about the offer. Finally, he nodded. "Start slow."

Fauna nodded as well. She sank to her knees as the two men took a step back from each other, giving her room, then reached up and grabbed their cocks. They were far cooler than those of the satyrs, though the first male's was still warm and slick from being inside of her. She stroked them both. The tiny nodules in their cocks tickled her palms. Her hand glided effortlessly over the first male's cock, though the second one, understandably, wasn't as smooth. She leaned towards the second male and licked his tip slowly, tracing only a small patch of flesh. His body stiffened. He sighed through his nose. Fauna angled his tip towards herself, kissed the very top, licked it a few more times, and gave it a shallow suck. A quiet moan escaped him. She pulled away and switched sides, turning her lips to her new friend. She traced the circumference of his tip a bit faster, circling it once, twice, three times before wrapping her lips around it and giving it a suck. Not once did she stop stroking.

"P-Please," the second male stammered, "can you do me more?"

"And now you see the appeal?" said the first.

"Bite your tongue!" said the second.

"Please don't argue," Fauna said. "Let's just enjoy each other's company." She turned to the second and took his tip between her lips once more, pushing herself forward so it was encased entirely in her mouth. She ran her tongue all around it, licking and flicking it while her hand continued to stroke his length. He shivered as a choppy sigh escaped him. She sucked a bit more firmly. His gasps and sighs were music to her. She became so invested she almost forgot about her friend, and her fingers became little more than a lazy touch.

The first male reached down and groped one of her breasts. "Please," he muttered.

"Wait your turn," croaked the second.

Fauna pulled back. "No fighting!" she said. She looked up at the first. She got to her feet, still grasping the second's cock, and bent over, pulling her skirt aside to expose herself. "Take me this way," she said. "I can tend to both of you at once."

The second male stammered in protest but couldn't form words. His rival set both hands on Fauna's hips and lined his anatomy up with hers. Then, slowly, he pushed his way inside of her.

Fauna's toes curled. Those little nodules felt once more like heaven as they stroked her insides. She bit her lip and sighed, gasping even as he started to thrust. He slid his hands up to her waist, which made the position easier to hold. She stood there a moment, enjoying the sensation, the ripple every thrust sent through her, before taking the second male's cock between her lips once more. She sucked and kissed the tip the same way she might have done to a lover's mouth. He sighed and set his hands on the side of her head. The first male thrusted just right and she moaned, her lips wrapped around a small section of the tip, causing the second male to groan with pleasure. He pushed his way into her mouth, filling it with his head, and she accepted readily. Her hand stroked what her lips couldn't reach. Back and forth the two lizardmen went, thrusting in and pulling out while Fauna did what she could to please them, all the while having the time of her life. She orgasmed again, quaking and moaning as her friends continued to pump from both sides. The silver male went stiff again, gasping as her moan vibrated down his cock. The first male paused for a brief moment, then resumed thrusting hard and fast and deep. Fauna grasped the second male's hip with her free hand to help keep herself steady as she bobbed her head along his shaft. His thrusts remained rather shallow and weak, though Fauna didn't mind one bit. He gasped and moaned beneath his breath, while his rival grunted and groaned. Finally the first male threw his head back and gasped, and fauna felt a thick burst fill her. She moaned again, eyes rolling with ecstasy as he pulled out, those little nodules gently massaging her as they went, his cum dripping out in healthy ribbons. At the same time, the second male yelped and a salty stream hit the back of her throat. She swallowed hard, doing her best to ignore the admittedly unpleasant flavor. Still, she stroked him, milking out every drop he had to give until he regained control of himself and pulled out. The first male stood her up and released his grip on her.

"Isn't that better?" she asked.

The first male nodded, but the second still seemed unsure. He kept glancing at Fauna's hips with what looked like longing, though hesitated to actually say what was on his mind.

"Is something the matter?" Fauna asked after a short time.

"Oh, no, that was fine."

"... But?"

The second male's frills twitched, raising about halfway and causing the first male to jerk towards a fighting stance. Fauna put a hand up to stop him. Sighing, the second male said, "I want to try your cloaca."

"Elves don't have cloacas," the first male said matter-of-factly.

Fauna giggled. "It's true. We have a separate chamber for our young."

He tilted his head side to side as he considered her words. "May I try it?" It was then that Fauna noticed his erection was still prominent, standing proud and stiff through the gash in his hips.

Fauna nodded. "You may."

The second male wrapped one arm around Fauna's trunk and lifted her while his other hand guided her hips towards his. She wrapped one arm around his neck and pulled aside the fabric of her dress with the other. His cock struggled to find purchase, slipping in front of her or behind her, and she had to hold his anatomy steady before he finally slipped inside of her. The moment his tip pushed into her vagina, he moaned. "Oh, by the scales of the Great Cloud Chaser..."

"Indeed," the first male said. He closed the gap between the two and set his hands once more on Fauna's hips. His erection prodded her ass. "Might I join?"

"You already had a turn!" the second snapped.

"There will be none of that," Fauna said firmly. As good as his cock felt, she wouldn't tolerate more fighting between these two. It was her job to heal and maintain balance within the forest, not contribute to these rivalries. "I can see to both of you, if you promise to get along."

The second male grumbled with uncertainty, but he made no move to stop the first male from coming closer still, pinning Fauna between the two men's bodies. His tip pressed harder against her ass. "May I?"

Fauna bit her lip in anticipation. "You may," she said, "just go slow."

With that, the first male pushed his tip into her ass.

Fauna moaned. The sleek design of the lizardmen's cocks meant the tip could easily and smoothly penetrate her, even when just relying on the natural lubrication left over from vaginal sex. Still, it could have easily become uncomfortable if he went too fast. As she asked, he pushed his way inside of her slowly, bobbing up and down like a leaf on calm waters. She moaned, curling her toes again as she tightened her grip on the second male. Tittering, she said, "Well? Won't you be joining us?"

The second male's frills waved once more. He started to thrust, slow and shallow much like the first male. His tip explored Fauna shyly, up and down by a fraction of an inch at a time. His breathing was heavy, his grip on her tight. The first male probed a bit deeper with every thrust while the second seemed apprehensive to go deeper than his head.

Fauna moaned quietly, humming with delight. "P-Please," she murmured, then caught herself and added, "i-if you want-"

The second male shut his eyes and filled Fauna with almost his full length. She moaned, a deep, guttural sound as he filled her belly. She should have been focused on her companions, but oh, how good the two of them felt inside of her! She flexed her muscles, trying to make it better for them, too, earning an appreciative growl from the first male and a quiet gasp from the second. Finally the second began to thrust in longer, still slow motions, swaying his hips to vary the sensation for both of them. Fauna leaned into him more, wrapping her second arm around his shoulders as well. At that moment, the first male was just about fully submerged in her ass. Both men paused, deep inside of her. Then, slowly, they resumed their thrust, the first pulling back as the second pushed deeper, the second pulling back as the first thrusted deeper. Fauna pressed her head against the second male's shoulder and shuddered with delight, chewing her lip as they slid up and down inside of her.

"Incredible," the second male sighed. "Absolutely incredible."

"As I said," the first male said. He hummed with delight. He pushed deep, licked his lips, and sighed. "And how are we?"

Fauna didn't respond right away. She was lost to bliss. Their cocks filled her comfortably, stroking her in just the right places, straining pleasurably in others. She would be sore after this. She knew it. And what a delicious fate that was! A shiver went through her and she drew a shaking breath, finally realizing she hadn't spoken, and said, "S-So good~" The two thrusted faster in response, their cocks brushing past each other inside of her, a strange but delightful sensation that left her aching for more. Their cocks throbbed, nearing another round of orgasms. She hummed with delight and whispered, "Yes, again, give me more~" They thrusted even faster, pounding her ass and cunt, making her writhe in their grasps, moaning, shaking, desperate for more until she was crying out in ecstasy. With a grunt each, the two men finished, filling her with their thick seed. They stayed deep, humping her to get out every last drop as she recovered against them. They pulled out slowly, their cum leaking out as they did so, until they both slipped free and left her dripping on the forest floor. Still they held her securely in their strong grasps, letting her catch her breath before setting her on her shaky feet. Even once she was on solid ground, she continued to support herself on their arms.

"That was nice~" she said after a moment. "Are you two also satisfied?"

"Very," the first male said.

"Indeed," said the second, seeming less shy. He tilted his head to the side. "Where will you go now, mistress?"

Ah yes, she was here on a mission. Fauna nodded a bit absent-mindedly and said, "I'm investigating the goings-ons in the heart of the Woods of Wonder. I'll get as close as I can before nightfall."

The second male grumbled with disappointment. "And you're certain your duty is there and not here with us?"

The first regarded the second incredulously.

"I'm afraid so," Fauna said.

"Well," said the second, "should your plans change, you're welcome to come find us again."

"Indeed," said the first. He cast his gaze towards the heart of the woods, still far from view. "There's a split in the river that will bring you towards the gorge. We can take you to the edge of the territory, if you'd like an escort."

"We can even go by water," the second offered. "We travel much faster that way anyway."

Fauna remembered her encounter with the flowers and the satyrs, and how sticky both had left her. And now, she desperately needed a bath. She shed her dress and hastily folded it, nodding all the while. "If you could, that would be deeply appreciated."

"Of course!" said the first male, seizing her hand. "Let's get going!"