Home for Horny Monsters Ch. 004

Abella muttered something that was lost to another blast of thunder.

"I didn't catch that," Mike told her.

"It's not that I don't want to," Abella whispered. "It's that I'm afraid that you won't."

"Wait, what?" Mike could tell he was missing a piece.

"I have a..." Abella sighed. "The other gargoyles thought I was weird because I have a human fetish."

Mike almost laughed, nearly broke that stillness between them. A human fetish? Was that like a reverse furry?

"A human fetish." Mike said, and Abella nodded.

"It's why I came here. I enjoy being around humans and interacting with them, something that is forbidden in the outside world. Gargoyles are a terrible species, content with killing for fun. They are very territorial, and last I heard, many were either wiped out by man, or in hiding as statues. I don't wish such a life upon me. I enjoy the smile on a child, or the way a human woman tosses her hair. I like how smooth and soft your skin feels, and..."

"Have you ever been with a human in that way?" Mike asked, kneeling next to her.

"No." Abella stared into the distance. "I've been too afraid to try it. How does one go about finding a man who can see me as enough of a human woman that the rest of my body doesn't bother him?"

"That's easy." Mike stroked Abella's stony curls, tilting her face toward his. "You see, I struggle with being around my own kind, and I'm rapidly discovering that what I like is outside the norm." He pressed his lips to hers, marveling at how hard they felt beneath his. Pulling back, his eyes met hers. "There's a storm coming, you know."

He let his hands run along the edges of her wings, pulling them away from her body to reveal naked flesh beneath. Her breasts were smooth, yet strangely supple. Her lack of nipples threw him for a moment, but her breath seized in her chest as he squeezed her stony breasts. Even with all his strength, he was only able to compress them slightly beneath his fingers.

"This is okay?" She asked him, stroking his stiffening cock through his pants.

"It is," he answered, running his hands down to her hips. She didn't have a belly button either. Sometime later, he would ask her more about gargoyles anatomy. For now, he kissed her stone skin, grateful for the little sighs she made. He had no way of knowing if she could even feel them otherwise. He explored her body with his hands, marveling at the musculature of her thighs.

Thunder boomed again in the distance. Mike looked back, watching the thunderheads building. "You know, I would ordinarily be in favor of doing this slower, but do you mind if I hurry things up a little?"

Abella was panting. "You'll have to be on top. I might crush you, otherwise."

Fair enough, Mike thought, spreading her legs with his hands. The folds of her vulva formed a triangle instead of a normal slit. Tracing his fingers along the edges, he found that the stone was softer here, like thick leather. Abella fumbled with the zipper on his jeans, gasping as his dick sprung free of his fly.

"I've never seen one so close before," she told him, stroking it experimentally.

"Just... don't squeeze it so hard, okay?" Abella nodded, relaxing her grip. He licked his fingers, running them around her creases in a search pattern. Her vagina was also triangle shaped, and it took some effort to slide two fingers into her- he was grateful to discover that she was very wet just inside her folds. He had no idea how he was going to fuck her without some sort of lubrication.

"Please," Abella begged him. "I want to feel a human dick inside of me. Do it!"

Mike pulled his fingers free. Her bodily fluids were dark, like oil, and smelled like black licorice. He gave himself a few strokes and pressed his cock against her opening, marveling at how it unfolded for him as he pushed into her.

"Oh. Oh. OH!" Abella trapped Mike with her muscular legs, pulling him in tight as she rubbed herself with her hand. She tugged at her folds, revealing a ruby clitoris the size of a Robin's egg. Mike stared at her as she did all the work, using her wings as a lever to lift her hips and lower them. He did his best to thrust into her, but she had him pinned in place.

"Loosen your grip," he said, slapping her thighs to get her attention. Abella ignored him at first, but finally caught on when Mike let out a grunt of pain. She was crushing his hips, her stony legs bruising the skin on his sides. She slowed the pace, allowing him room to maneuver.

"This is so hot," she whispered, touching his chest with her free hand. "I can feel how warm your skin is when you're inside me, Mike. Human beings are so warm, and so soft, and-Nngh!" Her teeth clenched and she bucked against him, slamming the cliff with her back and scattering tiny rocks with her fluttering wings. Her excitement drove him closer to the edge, and he put his hands on her smooth breasts, pummeling her as hard as he could. He pulled all the way out, teasing her triangular slit with the head of his cock briefly before pushing back in. Every time he did it, Abella gasped for air as his balls slapped against her cold buttocks.

"Oh shit!" Mike tensed, and then came. His eyes wide, he felt it, a sudden shift in energy between them. Abella pulled him close, gasping and muttering in French as he went limp in her arms.

Tiny drops of rain pelted his face. He was laying between her breasts, a stupid smile on his face. She was running her fingers through his hair.

"Did it work?" He asked her, catching his breath.

"Only one way to find out," she told him. He pulled free of her, watching her vagina close up, trapping all of his semen inside her. She stood, her wings cast defiantly into the stormy wind that was barreling down on them in the distance. She jumped from the ledge, wings spread wide, circling out over the valley.

Mike fumbled with his pants, zipping them shut as she returned.

"We must hurry," she informed him, flapping her wings so that she hovered above him. "I am already weakening."

"Let's do this, then." He grabbed her ankles, and she clutched his wrists gently with her feet. Pulling him out into the sky, she beat slow, lazy circles as they climbed, the cliff's edge becoming visible once more. Once they were high enough, she soared toward the greenhouse itself, a distorted wall of glass that climbed into the sky until it disappeared from view. The Mandragora vines were moving about a different part of the cliffs now, still searching for its prey. They shot overhead the Mandragora, crashing through one of the previously broken panels. Abella and Mike crashed into the yard, tumbling head over heels until they came to a rest, both of them staring into the darkening afternoon skies of Earth.

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