Kevin didn't even try to enter the tent that night, instead laying outside, protecting Cinder while she was . . . damaged. Cinder awoke the next morning with the Kevin's cock already embedded in her thoughts. Rolling out of bed she reached for her clothes, but decided against it. She wouldn't need them yet.
Stepping outside, she looked around for Kevin. He was nowhere in sight, and didn't come when she whistled. He must be hunting. Cinder decided to keep herself company until he returned. After all, it didn't matter how sensitive her pussy got. He wouldn't be touching it. Not today.
She started slowly, running a finger down her slit, stirring it from its rest. She absentmindedly looked off toward the trees as she slid her finger up and down, the sensation slowly growing inside her. Looking toward the sky she tried to pick out Kevin among the birds, but gave up quickly. He might be hunting ground prey, and she had more important matters to attend to anyways.
She started slowly caressing her breasts with her free hand, hardening them quickly. A shiver ran down her spine as she flicked her fingers gently over her nipples. Her other hand was still slowly moving down and then back up her pussy. By now her finger had started to get wet, and she pressed it against her opening, teasing herself. She wanted it so bad she almost thrust it in, barely stopping herself. Going too quickly now would be useless. She wanted to still be going when Kevin returned. Instead she started making circles around her nub, being careful not to touch it.
The sensation was maddening, and her legs involuntarily raised up to hump her own hand. With just the thought of Kevin ramming her ass, and this little bit of encouragement, she was already dripping. Literally. There were so much of her juices building up that it ran down the sides of her legs, slowly dripping down into the grass. She stopped her rubbing, calming herself enough for her legs to stop humping the air, and her ass fell back onto the ground.
As soon as she felt her butt touch the ground Cinder went full blast, not caring if she finished before Kevin came back or not. She needed this. Her first two fingers violently parted her pussy's lips and inserted themselves into her soaking hole, seemingly with no direction from her. They curled upwards, quickly finding her special spot, and placing her thumb on the other side of that spot she provided light pressure, moving the two fingers that were already inside of her slowly forwards and back over it, her muscles clenching every time they passed. She brought her other hand down to slowly rub her clit, picking up speed with every passing second. Restraint was no longer an option.
By this time her hips had started thrusting again, shoving her fingers deep inside, jamming them against her g-spot. She started rubbing it faster, never letting off. Her other hand sped up as well, and each time she pushed her fingers deep inside a small jet of fluid would be pushed out, stringing itself to the ground beneath her. The pleasure was unbearable, and Cinder soon arched her back even more, shoving both fingers as deep as they would go. She felt a jet hitting her palm and spraying her entire forearm with fresh cum. She kept moving her fingers in and out though, and soon a second jet was released. Then a third.
With a fourth squirt Cinder finally collapsed, slowly pulling her cum-drenched hand away. She brought it to her mouth, loving the smell and taste of her own juices. No wonder they drove Kevin mad. She considered taking a bath, but if Kevin was to be in peak condition for their new "training" the smell of this would greatly help.
Thinking of Kevin, Cinder realised it had already been half an hour since she had woken up to him being gone. It was an unusually long time for him to be gone, even for hunting, as he was quite adept at it. She quickly threw her clothes on to protect her delicate skin and went out to search for him. He usually didn't go too far.
She was half an hour out from camp, calling Kevin's name, worrying that something had already happened to him, when she heard a rustling directly behind her. She sighed in relief and turned around, kneeling to pet Kevin. Out of the bushes immerged a Beowulf a full foot taller than herself. She barely had time to throw up her aura before it slammed her against a tree. She couldn't recover quick enough, and it was looming over her when she looked up. It had paused with its arm raised to strike. It wasn't attacking, though, instead smelling the air. It bent over, sniffing Cinder. "Perhaps my interactions with Kevin have rubbed enough Grimm scent on me to confuse the " Her thought was abruptly cut off by the beowulf aggressively shoving its head into her crotch, inhaling deeply.
Oh
She saw the beowulf's cock growing.
There was no way it would fit. It was easily two inches in diameter, easily enough to tear even the most veteran pussy.
Oh no
She was about to be fucked to death by a horny Grimm.
Even so her pussy was already starting to get wet. The Beowulf stuck a long, slender tongue into her, and her pussy responded by creating more fluids. The terror she felt in her brain seemed to have no effect on the pleasure she felt in her pussy. The Beowulf lapped it up, the oddly shaped tongue seeming to find every hidden place inside her as it searched for more of her juices. And she wasn't leaving it wanting. Though her mind screamed no, there was nothing she could do. If she tried to run or fight she would just be killed more quickly, and likely by her neck being slit.
Fucked to death certainly wasn't ideal, but as far as deaths go, it was certainly better than being mauled.
Her pussy cried out for release, but the terror stopped her from reaching climax. There was one final thrust and then the Beowulf removed its tongue from Cinder, the entire length of it rubbing against her clit as exited. Her entire body shuddered from the pleasure and she could feel herself right next to the edge. At least she would die satisfied.
The Beowulf stood back up to full height, its cock almost comically big. Or it would have been, if Cinder wasn't about to take it's full size. She cowered, both wanting the Grimm to leave and needing it to stay and take her, whatever the cost. Her pussy was still dripping, almost running at this point.
But the Beowulf didn't fulfill her primal desires. Instead it fell over backwards, one of its ankles completely eviscerated by the sharp teeth of Kevin, coming to save his master and lover. Kevin pounced on it's chest, ripping out the throat of the creature about to attack Cinder. As it disappeared from existence, Kevin heard a low moaning sound.
The relief at her renewed lease on life, along with the knowledge that Kevin was safe was enough to finish the job her would-be-killer started. Even before she stopped cumming she hugged Kevin, bringing him close and kissing all over his face.
The Beowulf's assault had left Cinder too weak to walk the entire way home. The only option she had was to ride Kevin. She didn't have the saddle. Or panties. And her pussy was sensitive from the orgasm she'd just had. She had an idea though. She took off her dress, folding it into a long, thick strip of fabric, which she placed between her legs as she mounted Kevin. It only lessened the friction though, and by the time they were back to the campsite Cinder knew she would have to wash her dress. Almost a third of it was wet. After landing she immediately put it in a tub of bathwater to soak. It was her best dress, and though unlikely to tear, it would stain easily.
Her clothing taken care of she turned back to Kevin. She decided this was as good a time as any. Her heart was racing as she lay down, calling Kevin over in the usual way. Knowing what that meant, Kevin grew hard just walking over. When he had gotten there Cinder realized her plan wasn't entirely thought through. She had no lube of any kind, and Kevin was much too big to go in raw. A second plan formed in her mind.
She stood up, commanding him to roll over on his back. Kevin rolled over obediently, expecting Cinder to deepthroat him as she had the other times he was in this position. Instead she slowly lowered herself onto him, impaling herself all way, taking his entire member up to the hilt. Pleasure filled both of their minds. Cinder wanted to ride him like this forever, bouncing up and down until they came together. But that would have to wait until tomorrow. Today she needed to feel the thick, hard sensation of his cock filling her ass. She slowly lifted herself off of him, having sufficiently wettened his length with just the one insertion. Cinder was relieved. If she had to go down a second time she might not be able to stop herself.
She had Kevin roll back over, once again presenting her ass to him. She slowly guided him forward, bringing his cock to her waiting asshole. He took a step back, pulling his slippery cock from her hand, and tried to re-approach, aiming for her pussy. Regaining her grip, she pulled him towards her other hole. Once again he backed away. Cinder got fed up with this and told him to stay exactly where he was. She held his cock and slowly backed herself over it, her ass stretching around it. She felt her asshole scream out in pain, but it was drown out by the pleasure. It was a feeling of being filled that she had never felt before, and even before it was halfway in she paused, not wanting to cum that quickly.
Kevin wasn't in on the plan, though, and after only a few seconds of rest Cinder felt him slowly pushing further in, catching her off guard and surprising a quick little squirt out of her. It wasn't a full release, though it did help lessen the pressure she felt. The pressure build back up as Kevin continued filling her ass with his dick. Every inch seemed to take forever, but Cinder didn't mind. The pain alone would double her over at most times, but the pleasure overwhelmed it, somehow strengthened by the contrast. By the time he had finally fully inserted himself Cinder was one light brush away from an orgasm so violent it would pressure wash the ground beneath them.
Kevin sat there for a few seconds, fully inside of her, before pulling out with agonizing slowness. He only pulled out an inch, but it took fifteen seconds. Replacing it took just as long, and Cinder needed to release. If she didn't do it soon, she felt like her slit would accumulate so much pleasure that it would explode. She began rocking back and forth against him, encouraging him to go faster. He slowly sped up, but it wasn't quite enough for her. She rested on one hand, bringing the other to her quivering pussy and haphazardly shoving three fingers in there, She pushed upwards, feeling the Kevin's rock hard dick through the flesh of her own pussy. She rubbed her fingers against it rapidly, feeling every contour of both herself and Kevin. When she finally came her sphincters clenched, locking Kevin's dick in. Her legs and arm buckled. She fell flat on the grass, her pussy spraying fluids onto her legs, Kevin's legs, the grass, and of course her hand, which, even though it had lost almost all of its strength refused to stop spastically rubbing the insides of her cunt.
Her convulsions quickly finished the job for Kevin too. As he was yanked forward by his cock into laying on top of her, he started to cum. His buildup from the night before meant that he came almost as long as her, and the constant streams of jizz filling her ass just served to lengthen her orgasm. They squirted their cum together, Cinder onto the ground and Kevin into her ass, for almost fifty seconds before Kevin collapsed on her, panting. Cinder kept going for another 10 seconds, ensuring that the ground beneath them would be slippery for several days.
Her entire body still twitching from the pleasure, she rolled onto her side, pushing Kevin off. His cock slipped out of her with an audible pop, and she felt his cum leaking out and running down her butt. Knowing that she had thoroughly washed, she coated a finger in it and brought it to her mouth. She closed her eyes to give her full attention to the taste. She had tasted it before, but this time it had been inside her. The flavor tasted the same, but the knowledge made it seem so much better.
After a few minutes Cinder attempted to stand up. Her legs were still too weak and she only took two steps before collapsing back to the ground. She scooted her way over to a nearby tree, loving the soft tickling of the grass on her raw pussy. Cinder leaned back against the tree and decided there was no point in trying to get up again. She was exhausted. Satisfied, but exhausted. It didn't take long for her to doze off in the warm sun.
She woke up to Kevin cleaning off her legs, which were just starting to dry. His tongue was smoother than most animal's, but still more raspy than a human's. He started at the lowest part of her legs that was wet, which she wasn't surprised to find out was her calves. Kevin slowly worked his way up, replacing her cum with his saliva. As he got to her lower thighs she felt pleasure beginning to stir inside her. He worked his way further up, taking more time on her inner thighs simply due to the excess amount of liquid on them. By the time he was satisfied at his cleaning of her legs, she was adding to the liquids needing to be cleaned. Kevin worked his way right up next to her slit, licking on both sides of it, but never across the middle.
Then he surprised Cinder. He lowered his head slightly and began licking his own cum out of her asshole. The feeling of his tongue working it's way around in her ass would have made her thrust against him violently, had her legs been working properly. Instead her legs just spasmed a little bit, sliding her from half laying against the tree to laying fully on her back. The adjusted position allowed Kevin to sink his tongue deeper inside her. He continued licking for another thirty seconds, slowly building the feeling inside of Cinder's sopping cunt.
Finally he pulled his tongue out, unable to find any more of his cum. He moved his tongue up and slowly licked along her slit, flicking the tip of his tongue over her clit. Seeing a small squirt of liquid come out when he did, he began vigorously licking it, causing Cinder's legs to shake uncontrollably. He positioned his head further forward, and stuck his tongue inside her, its entire length rubbing against her clit as it entered. Kevin lowered his head slightly and fully extended his tongue, wiggling it around in her like a snake. He tasted her reaction to the welcome intrusion, loving every second of it. He moved his head back up, reconnecting the base of his tongue with her clit, and licked faster.. She convulsed, pouring her juices into his waiting tongue as he eagerly lapped them up. But they weren't done yet.
He shuffled over her, lining his dick up with her newly cleaned hole. He stared at her inquisitively and she gave him the go ahead. This time he wasn't as slow. This time he wasn't slow at all. After carefully inserting himself all the way he began pulling his dick halfway out before ramming it back in, full force. Cinder could tell he wouldn't last very long like this. She didn't want him to slow down though, so she decided that she might as well get her enjoyment out of it. Reaching down with both hands she began rubbing her clit and fingerfucking herself. She approached climax much faster than expected, and this time her cum sprayed out onto Kevin's stomach and crotch.
He surprised he once more by not cumming along with her. He didn't even stop ramming while her muscles clenched up around him, trying to restrict his movement. With the added pressure, Cinder felt like she was being torn apart. Torn apart to spew forth a seemingly endless stream of pleasure. Finally she came down off of it, but Kevin hadn't stopped. In fact, he had only sped up, deepening his thrusts. She wasn't sure her pussy could take a third time, but the feeling of Kevin repeatedly filling her up didn't leave her with a choice. Her hands were shaking too badly to help, though. She had to let Kevin do all the work.
Kevin leaned forward, tentatively licking one of her pert nipples as he continued thrusting himself deep in her ass. Cinder let out a small moan, and Kevin latched his mouth onto it, sucking like he was trying to remove poison from her blood. Three more minutes of this went by, the only sounds they could hear being their tired panting, the slapping sound of Kevin's thrusts, and the quiet moaning of Cinder. Finally Kevin reached his peak, and began cumming. He didn't stop thrusting, and only a few spurts had started to fill her anus when Kevin accidentally pulled out, finishing on the rest of her body. The ropes of jizz landing on her set off Cinder's third orgasm, just as pleasurable as the last two, but she had almost run out of cum to squirt, and mostly just convulsed in pleasure as Kevin's jizz coated her body.
Thirty minutes went by before she was strong enough to collect a handful of the cum covering her body and bring it to her mouth, savoring the taste. Another hour passed before she rolled over onto her knees and crawled over to where Kevin had collapsed, lying down next to him and spooning. Her pussy would be sore the next few days, and there was no way she was doing very much walking, but after six orgasms in one day, Cinder couldn't possibly care less.