53. Harpy Mountain, Part 3: Flock (R-18)

53. Harpy Mountain, Part 3: Flock (R-18)

I continue the climb without further obstacles until getting close to the peak. Gabby's hut is a spec in Fuzzy Field. I can even see my hometown from here! But I can't let myself be distracted.

There's a winding path between boulders and craigs leading up to a plateau at the top of the mountain. I assume that's where they're holding the Celebration. Almost there, Gale!

My armored feet click and clack on the rocks as I walk. The sound gives me a solitary feel that reminds me of when I washed up on the beach a few days ago.

“Hey! It’s an intruder!” says a red-feathered cardinal Harpy boy as he hops onto a rock above me.

That didn't last long.

He’s naked with feathers only covering his arms and legs. I'm gratified to note he has a nice ass. His hair (both head and pubic) matches his feathers. He’s got a Goblin-sized phallus and a dangling pair of bare balls. His features are youthful and androgynous.

“Smells like a human, though,” a bluejay Harpy boy adds from a perch opposite Red. This one is more broad-shouldered, a little more toned, but also has the slightly rounded features of youth.

“How’d they get past the Sirens and Blood Wings?” a third asks, this one a green-feathered parrot Harpy boy. He’s the tallest by several inches.

“I’m a dangerous human,” I explain, wanting to scare them instead of having to hurt these cute boys. “I kill anyone who tries to stop me.”

“Sounds like a girl. I bet she’s pretty!” A yellow warbler Harpy boy this time. Sure enough, no female Harpies here. They’re all pretty boys, but this one has supple thighs and the cutest butt by a mile.

“Where’s Gale?” I come out and ask after my threat fails to get a rise out of them.

“She wants to know where our females are?” Red asks. “What’s she planning?”

Green quirks his head to the side in thought. “She passed the larder, so she’s not here to steal our food. We’d have seen our prey running if she let them escape. I smell a Siren on her, and the musk of a male cock. A strong human...? Are you searching for our sisters to fuck them?”

I suppose I can’t deny it... “Well, yes, but Gale specifically.”

“A pretty girl with a boy’s penis?” Yellow says. “Now I really want to see what she looks like!”

“Human,” Green addresses me, “We’re standing lookout for the Celebration. My brothers and I can’t stop one who slew Bloodwings, but I doubt you can silence all of us before we raise the alarm. In that case, you’d surely die. Perhaps there's a way we can all leave satisfied?”

Green is perhaps the most intelligent avian I've met so far. As for the suggestion, they are a good-looking group of guys. I’m into it!

“You all want to... have your way with me?” I say in a sultry voice.

“As long as she’s human, it doesn’t matter what other parts she has, right?” Blue asks the others. Yellow nods enthusiastically, and Red reluctantly.

“You've only played 'catch' with your brothers and cousins, haven't you?”

He nods meekly, then adds, “Will it hurt?”

“Shh, take deep breaths. Just relax for big sis, and it'll start to feel good.”

He giggles. “Alright, big sis. Here I go...” Yellow inhales and exhales slowly after my reassurance. He immediately starts sliding down my length inch by wonderful inch. His erotic pucker clamps onto my length with vicelike intensity after barely loosening enough to take me. “Ahn! Big sis, you're filling me up!”

That's what I love to hear.

Oh, he's a delicious fuck toy, finally taking me to the hilt with my outline visibly protruding from his belly. His tummy around my member feels like I've stuck my dick in a warm, relaxing bathtub. His tail feathers tickle the base of my shaft as he wiggles and writhes on my rod.

“I'm ready for them, Olindia.”

My pet Slime hauls over the three Harpy boys she's been entertaining, each of them teased to the edge and ready to break. Their pricks throb with need, leaking semen as they're reamed by tentacles, their eyes begging for carnal release. She raises me up as well so I can receive them.

Blue slides under me and I sit my ass on his cock. The Slime-slickened member easily penetrates my rear. Green comes in from behind Yellow to slip me the 'D' underneath his smaller clansmen's tailfeathers. The lingering drabs of Yellow's ejaculate lubricates his insertion, though his size is only slightly larger and wouldn't have concerned me. Last, Red straddles my neck and angles his tip into my mouth. He's not large enough for me to give him oral and paizuri simultaneously.

A storm of colorful feathers flaps around me as the Harpy boys desperately hump my holes (and rod) to finish themselves. All of us are 'Lightweights,' resulting in the small orgy taking flight. The five of us lift into the air erratically while their hips thrust with frantic energy.

I rarely have the opportunity to get all my holes so thoroughly stuffed. While I prefer my harem girls, I've always had a thing for getting used by monstrous cocks or being 'devoured' by swarms of cute monsters. I did sign on to Tamer with scenes like this in the job description, after all. This really scratches that itch.

Red is jamming his rod into my esophagus without regard for my ability to breathe or manage my gag reflex (a skill I thankfully trained daily on dildoes before I left home). His balls grind on my chin and his pumping churns a lather of spit bubbles that spill from my lips. Yellow and Green are pounding my dick and sheath respectively, their alternating movements stirring the embers of my desire into a roaring flame. Blue taking my ass with abandon is the spice that turns my passion into an inferno.

I tighten my grip on Yellow's hips and slam the bird boy's ass-pussy with enough Orc Strength to spank his cheeks cherry pink.

“Yes!!!” he screams in agonized bliss. “Big sis is driving me crazy! It feels so good! I'm cumming!”

Yellow's flopping pecker shoots ropes of white onto my crotch as his eyes roll up into his skull. Blue creams my ass with a Harpy screech, Green bites Yellow's neck as he cums silently, and Red gasps for air as jizz squirts out my nose. With a final wet slap, I hilt myself in supple Harpy flesh and my carnal inferno explodes in a rush of seed inflating Yellow's tummy.

Their flapping slows until we descend to the ground, where Olindia separates us. She pulls an ahegao-faced Yellow off my rod, his gaping ass dripping cream everywhere. Then she kisses me, her tongue a tentacle that weaves through my oral cavities to lap, scoop, and suck away all of Red's spilled semen. We part just far enough for her to tenderly clean my face, happily licking her lips afterward.

She returns to my secret chamber with a satisfying schlorp.

I heave a contented sigh, my lust temporarily spent. “Had enough, boys?”

The only responses I hear are moans and groans of overindulgence while they pat bellies full of cum or Slime. That'll teach them an important lesson about bargaining for sex with someone stronger than you.

Now, time to go rescue Gale.