"You want to know my first REAL monster?"
Christine, the human journalist shifted under the blankets. She was nude, her wide hips snug in the sheets.
It was a good sexual marathon with a human woman Tyler had. She had let loose in the bedroom quite well, her throat, her pussy and ass aching to numbness. Lescatian religious suppression surely made them mad for sex.
"Yes..." She moaned, hugging him, large breasts melting in his hands as he cuddled with her on his lap.
"I'll recount. I was fresh nineteen by then."
She opened her mouth, slowly suckling his balls, legs spread on the bed. Smiling, he slowly thrust his cock inside her throat when he was aroused again.
Human women, when properly roused, were insatiable.
**
You see, I was nineteen, getting to work slowly. First I cleaned the rooms, cooking, and eventually given to my first customer.
She was an Ushi-Oni. Do you know of them? Ahh...take it...you do know how to swallow cock, do yo- OW!
Alright I won't tease! Owie! Owie!
Ahh, thanks...Back to my first work as a boy prostitute for monster girls...
On a warm summer night, boys waited on the courtyard of the establishment. It was custom to wait on a row, enticing monster ladies to come and visit.
Skinny farmer boy with shorts, pale as fuck, hair of gold, I was just the treat of a mature monster lady. Older Dark Elf and Yuki-Onna make it a habit to own several young boy slaves for personal attendance, sex notwithstanding.
I was still young then, waiting with the other boys nervously as monster girls entered the brothel and started drinking.
A row of orc girls, fresh from an honest work at the lumber yard, already started celebrating loudly and pulling boys on their laps. Paying the eager Madame Zsa-Zsa some handfuls of silver they started singing and drinking, kissing the reluctant boys.
One of the orc girls had looked to me then, shrugging.
"Too skinny. You got the hots for youngling humies eh, Zsa-Zsa?"
The Jabberwock, ever dressed like a queen, had laughed sweetly, patting my head. "Nah, outcast from his village. Give the boy some time, will ya?" Both laughed, patting my head and giving me a beer.
The music and laughter was rich in the monster brothel, whom Zsa-Zsa had bought from captivity having at least a decent life even before peace had settled. One of the human maids was on the lap of a muscular Orc girl who paid no heed to the boys and slowly kissed her, squeezing her breasts.
It was the adolescent's wettest dream topped with cherry.
That was when she entered the brothel.
A massive Ushi-Oni. Zsa-Zsa had already giggled loudly, nudging her secretaries when she saw the shy monster girl enter.
The arachnid demon monster girl skittered shyly amongst the boys and girls, passing them and apologizing whenever she bumped someone until she passed me by.
Zsa-Zsa was grinning wider, looking at me.
Oh boy.
Furry, fluffy spider legs thick as my waist carried a massive, cute monster girl with big, furry cow ears perked up. Her face was shy, youthful, one eye covered by a Sacred Sutra. Her body was grey-black, large breasts topped on a furry spider body, her groin covered by a strange vambrace of an Ox's skull.
"H-hi..." She looked down, squirming with all her eight legs.
I was mixed between running and begging for my life: Zsa-Zsa would flog runaways, berating them "How good they had it here and now they would run away? That's not good."
Any other takers? I looked around desperately.
Fuck.
Next to me, a centaur woman who had distinct Eastern features of the Mongols, was sharing a fermented milk drink with a strong human male, enthusiastically talking about archery and combat. Her hands wandered over his muscles, pleased with what she found, a strong package downstairs and a strong body.
"Looks like you have what it takes to ride me, anda..." She had slurred drunkenly, hugging him. "I always wanted a good bahatur to give me good strong foals, you ready *hic* for it?"
"I'm all yours, my khatun." Terry was well mannered and educated. I kinda envied the man, quite attuned to his new existence. "Why don't we stroll over to the stables?"
"Hehehehehe..." She giggled. "Get on me, and I'll show you how my thighs can crush steel..."
He slung a leg over her equine body, making her giggle as she trotted to some of the secluded parts of the establishment: centaurs liked having sex in an environment that looked like the stables.
Not my issue. They like what they like eh?
Back to good old young me. Gods, it was three score years ago and I remember it like yesterday...
Why did I have to be matched with a monstrous...monster...lady for my first time? She looked at me hungrily, eyes darting under the Sutra between Zsa-Zsa and me , young human with the big dick, the poor boy prostitute.
"Welcome miss..." Lady Zsa-Zsa curtsied, her tentacled wings grinning by themselves. "Found someone to your liking?" She was politeness incarnate even when the poor big girl nearly tipped over a punch bowl.
"S-SORRY!" The Ushi-Oni squealed, recollecting herself.
"It's alright. You came for a boy?"
"Yes, yes!" The Ushi Oni squeaked, nodding eagerly, her cute ears flicking.
The Jabberwock madame was a master of her work, signaling the maids to bring some refreshments to oil up the trade. What would we do without her skills to blend friendliness with profit and hospitality?
Of course her Red Oni bodyguard was waiting with a friendly smile...and a THREE METER IRON ROD in case anyone tried anything.
"HELLO!" The Ushi Oni shook Zsa-Zsa's hand with a cute clawed hand, making her giggle. "I came...for you know..." She squirmed.
Zsa-Zsa politely calmed her down and handed her a relaxing punch drink. "Please. We cater to many fetishes and sexual preferences, relax and tell me whom you would like to take to bed."
That helped the huge Ushi Oni, who laid a shaking hand to my shoulder.
"He OK?"
Zsa-Zsa laughed sweetly, and told her:
