Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2011 00:43:26 -0800 From: J Dansen Subject: Need to Vent Disclaimer: I've never had sex with a reptile, sadly. Neither have many others (though I'd love to talk to someone who has) so reference material is minimal. This is how I like to think it would go. The internal anatomy is probably grossly wrong, but does that really matter? Oh, also, scat and watersports. And popular lore has it that you can't have sex with a reptile without hurting it, so you probably should never do this. Comments or requests welcome at jddansen@gmail.com ----------------------------- I opened the door to the room I kept my lizard in, stepping inside and closing the door quickly behind me. Wray heard me enter and came crawling out from behind the hunk of wood in the far corner, tromping quickly across the wood-chip floor up to my feet. The big monitor lizard nuzzled my ankles, then started trying to climb my leg even while I was standing, just like always. Laughing, I gently pushed her away and kneeled, and she immediately clambered up into my lap and started investigating my face, flicking her six-inch tongue across my nose and lips and tickling a little as she went. I wrapped one arm around my big lizard's body and hugged her tightly, using my other hand to gently squeeze at the base of her jaw until she opened her mouth wide and let me press my lips to hers. The feel of scales against my lips gets me incredibly excited, and I shivered a little with anticipation as I slowly tasted her maw, licking at her tongue sheath whenever the slim muscle wasn't darting out of it to slurp up my saliva from my own mouth. Her cool flesh tasted of meat and stale reptilian musk, which should have disgusted me but really only made my cock stiffen in my pants. I kissed Wray for a good long minute, then released her and lay back, wrapping both arms around her and hugging her scaly form tightly to mine, closing my eyes and sighing as her tail flicked back and forth, grinding over my shaft incessantly. I could feel that I was already dripping precum by the time I let go, and I couldn't wait to go further. Gently, I lifted Wray up and turned her around, setting her down again with her tail draped over my head and her vent situated right in front of my face. Her cloacal opening was a small break in her scales running horizontally along the joint between her tail and body, and would have been hard to see if the surrounding scales weren't covered in a layer of old feces. She had a tendency to sit in her own mess, and I had no complaints. I slipped my tongue out and drug it over the dirty scales, moaning a little as I tasted the bitter film coating her slick scaly flesh, the flavor filling my mouth after a couple swipes of my tongue, accompanied by the musky odor of reptile waste now that the dried mess had been moistened. For several seconds I licked and sucked at her slit, cleaning the scales as best I could, then when all the yellow scum was gone I pressed my tongue directly into her vent, parting it easily and pushing inside. The feeling of the cool, slick flesh inside a reptile is exquisite, especially mixed with the taste of fresh lizard muck, and she definitely had not taken care of business recently. My tongue pushed straight into a mass of pudding-like reptile shit, making me wince a little as the awful flavor surrounded my tastebuds, blocking out any taste other than the intense bitterness. I probed around for a moment, coating my tongue in as much muck as possible, then pulled it out and nearly gagged as the smell hit my nose, the mixture of sulfur and non-human feces sending bile up my throat immediately. I fought off the urge to vomit for a few seconds until the nausea disappeared and let me focus on how incredibly god-damn aroused I was. My cock was making a visible bulge in my pants and twitching slightly, and when I closed my mouth and sucked the mess from my tongue, then exhaled the smell up the back of my nasal passages, my shaft strained so hard against my clothes that it hurt. I reached down and unzipped my pants, pulling my hard shaft out to give it some breathing room, then went back to licking my lizard. I plunged my tongue directly into her vent, spreading the slit wide open as I went as deep as I could, feeling every inch of her slick internal flesh and probing at the tightly closed opening to her egg chute, which I have never succeeded in penetrating in any way, though I do know the feeling of the little passage opening up as she lay her eggs into my mouth. As I cleaned her insides with my tongue, I suddenly felt a cool tickling on my cock, and looked down to see Wray's longe tongue flicking over the part of my head exposed through my foreskin, slurping up the pre puddled there. She participated like this once in a while, and I smiled and went back to licking and sucking her slit,dragging as much of her feces out into my mouth as I could, swallowing each lump and shuddering as the taste rippled down my tongue and throat, until I felt her internals tense up and suddenly her vent flared wide open and a stream of wet muck shot out into my mouth. I rolled the near-liquid puddle of urine and feces around my mouth, coating every surface with my reptiles shit, then gulped down the whole mouthful and exhaled shakily, gagging again as the intense stink blew through my nostrils. I admired her filthy vent for a few moments, but ignored the urge to lick up the trails of brown slime dripping from it since I'd need them in a moment. I picked up the big desert reptile and turned her around with her muzzle facing mine again, then licked at her snout and inhaled her musky reptilian odor mixed with the smell of my cock, a very enjoyable combination for me. I wrapped one arm around her and stroked the top of her head while I wrapped my other hand around her tailbase and lifted up her tail, which she dutifully held up in the air giving me access to her vent. I moved my hand to my hard, dripping shaft, unable to resist stroking myself a little as I pulled my length into position. As much as I love being fed by my pet, the ritual has a practical aspect too, since reptile vents always hang open pretty noticably after defecation. I pressed my cockhead against Wray's vent, feeling the tip seat very comfortably within her still-gaping opening, then pushed gently forward. Reptiles are relatively fragile things, especially since they aren't designed to take a cock nearly as large as a humans, so I'm always as gentle as I can be with Wray. I didn't pull my foreskin back before I started penetrating her, which aids a lot in getting inside an undersized orifice and seems to be the best way of mating Wray, letting my cock slide through it without needing to slide against her vent and create any friction. The sensation as my shaft slowly sank into my lizard was pure ecstasy, an inexplicably joyous feeling of just-over-room-temperature flesh conforming to my length as I pushed inch after inch into her cloaca, finally sighing in relief as her vent pressed against my groin. I rubbed my hands over Wray's scaly body, worshipping the beautiful creature that was letting me penetrate her so deeply, running my hands down her back until they reached her tail and slipping underneath to feel her vent stretched grotesquely around my thick shaft, running my fingertips over the breaks in her scales made by my cock spreading her open so widely. After a few minutes of lazy enjoyment of the blissful sensations I pulled out of her slowly, instantly feeling a slimy sensation all over my shaft as the copious residue of her feces inside her bowels coated it, letting my cock slide smoothly and easily out of her and just as easily back in a moment later. I started a slow, smooth rhythm, pumping steadily into her without jerking or jabbing in any way that might be harmful, just enjoying the constant flow of pleasure as her insides caressed and stroked my flesh through a lubricating layer of rank reptile scat. I could feel the wetness and stickiness accumulating around the base of my cock as her muck squelched out around my invading shaft, and the smell drifted up to me worsening steadily as the mess got bigger, soon covering my entire crotch and thighs. Wray writhed above me as I mated her, scratching at my sides with her front claws while she pumped herself up and down occasionally with her hind legs. I don't have any idea if she enjoys this, though I'm sure she isn't upset since an angry monitor lizard is a truly terrifying and deadly sight, but it would be easy to read into her actions since she so calmly rides me, keeping her tail held high the whole time. Her vent itself doesn't clench or constrict much, but with my cock buried so deep in her bowels the same muscles that can shoot a load of liquid lizard waste a few inches are definitely noticable, pulsing and squeezing constantly on my shaft as I bury it in her over and over. Wray nosed at my face as I fucked her, licking at my lips, and so I kissed her again and pushed my tongue into her muzzle, sucking on hers every time she flicked it out. I never last long in Wray. Just the thought of putting my cock inside a huge lizard like her is usually enough to push me over the edge in a few minutes of self-pleasure, let alone actually seeing her draped over me with my shaft buried under her tail, and don't even mention combining it with the smell and feel of her shit covering every inch of my shaft. My thrusting got a little faster and harder as my climax quickly rose, a soft wet slap announcing every thrust as muck squeezed from between us with each thrust, by now having worked its way up my belly and smeared all over her abdominal scales making it easy for me to grip my lizard by her hind hips and slide her back and forth on top of me, pulling her back into each thrust. I panted and groaned as I reached my peak, and just as I was about to go over the edge I pulled out all the way, letting my cock hang jerking in the air for two agonizing seconds before plunging it back into Wray's stretched, gaping, messy vent. My orgasm hit exactly as I bottomed out in her and I nearly shrieked as my shit-covered length jerked and shot the first huge load of my cum into my reptiles filthy passage, followed by six more powerful bursts. I moaned and clutched her tightly to myself as I filled her bowels with my semen, my hips jerking involuntarily against her scaled rear as my climax swept over my entire body, leaving me panting and breathless. I lay on the floor, eyes closed and gasping for breath for what seemed like an hour, gently stroking the gorgeous reptile on top of me. Wray's bowels continued to convulse around my length, milking every last drop of seed and pleasure out until the feeling faded to just a satisfying gripping massage. Finally I opened my eyes to see her watching me, and I smiled as I looked back into her reptilian gaze. My shaft had started to shrink a little, though it was still plenty hard enough to stay inside her, and I remembered to do one more thing that I always enjoyed. Concentrating to ignore the feelings of her bowels convulsing around my shaft, I relaxed myself until I felt my bladder release, followed by a rush of warmth up my cock that burst out into the lukewarm tunnel gripping me. I first tried pissing in Wray during an uncontrollable burst of fetishistic lust that I was unable to ignore and figured I'd feel awful about afterwards, but apparently this warmed her pretty effectively, since after I started doing it she always seemed much more active afterwards. Plus watching my lizard pet squirt a massive, ten-second-long load of my own urine out of her vent is unbelievably hot. Wray seemed to perk up as my hot urine flowed into her bowels, looking around and squirming slightly for a couple seconds before she calmed down and sank completely onto me, letting me piss freely inside of her. Most of my urine flowed up into her bowels, but as I reached the end of the flow I felt it back up against my cock and then flow around it, liquefying the mess inside her cloaca further and then dripping out of the gaps at either end of her obscenely stretched slit. As my bladder emptied I clenched a couple times to make sure I'd gotten everything out, then gripped Wray's rear legs and pulled her forward off of my length with a wet, disgusting slurp followed by a rush of piss and cum splashing over my crotch. As soon as she was free she curled to the side and slid off of me with a plop, crawling away towards one of her favorite hiding spots to sleep with a gut bulging with my seed and urine. As she slid over the wood chip floor her filthy belly left a trail of brown wetness and I thought about the huge mess on her underside that wouldn't get cleaned up and how much I'd enjoy cleaning it for her the next day. I lay back with a sigh, looking down happily at the incredibly disgusting mass of lumpy wet lizard shit covering my own body from my thighs up to my navel and inhaled the cocktail of reptile urine and feces, my own piss and arousal and the unavoidable musk of the reptile habitat I was laying in, then closed my eyes and dozed off to a happy sleep.