What Big Teeth They Have

Basement Show (Public Use, Messy, Rough)

(Finally got this done! Ambiguous reader joins a crowd in watching their cismale concubus crush pleasure multiple monster partners, messy, deep throating, rough, mouth to vaginal snowballing, recorded exhibition, anal, butt plug, I honestly hope that's everything enjoy!)

Music thudded against the house's walls giving it a heartbeat. You were standing beside the stairs leaning against the wall with an cup in your hand, you absentmindedly brought the cup to your lips and grumbled when you once again found it empty. Perhaps it was time for you to head back to your dorm.

A cyclops walked in front of you.

"Hell have you been?" A man who had loitering around the stairs as well greeted the other. The cyclops fixed his pants.

"There's some wild shit going on downstairs man." He replied and your curiosity was peaked.

You set your cup down, abandoning it on the small table as you headed to the kitchen. The party was starting to wind down, many a passed out college student was laying about and the few less drunk kids had grouped up into different corners, talking quietly. The door to the basement was wide open, light reached up the narrow hall much brighter then the dimly lit rooms on the ground floor. Old wooden steps creaked under your feet as you went toward the light. It was surprisingly warm down there and you could hear chatter.

What you first saw when you looked into the open space was all the people gathered around in a circle. It didn't sound like a fight was going on so you stood up on your toes using the step for some extra vantage.

Your breath and heart twisted in your chest. A nymph stood with with her skinny jeans pushed down to her mid-thigh. Her skin a bright lavender save for the pink that pulsed from her groin were a concubus was eating her out.

It wasn't just any concubus of course, it was the one from your marine biology class and the one you had a huge crush on. He was stripped down to his pastel blue booty shorts. His scales were a dark red with more lightly colored under scales, the scutes on his back were almost tipped black. The nymph's fingers were wrapped around his horns and his thin, pointed tail twitched with every yank on them.

A man moved in the way of your view just as the nymph's moans went from breathy to piercing. He was holding a tablet, the word 'live' in large, red letters in the corner and much smaller text flew by at bottom. The screen zoomed in on your crush's face as he pulled away from the nymph's groin, his face glistening with light purple fluid. His wide, forked tongue slipped past his sharp, shining onyx teeth to lick his lips.

Your skin started to warm and the desire to flee was smothered by arousal. You scooted up a step so you catch sight of your crush just in time to see a minotaur in a varsity jacket shoulder his way to the front, a satyr in tow. They both had their cocks out, the minotaur stroking less frantically then the satyr.

The minotaur grabbed your crush none to gently by the horns and shoved his thick cock into his eager and willing mouth. You drew your legs together not wanting to admit how much the display made you ache, the way watching your crush's throat swell around a cock made heat broil under your skin. Your crush lifted a hand to casually through one of the people taking pictures a peace sign.

The satyr whimpered, breathing heavily as they watched your crush have his throat ravaged, drool and precum dribbling down the side of his lips. The minotaur leaned over and without loosing his rhythm licked their ear.

"Whaddaya say, down his throat or do I make him swallow it?" The minotaur asked. The satyr squeaked, their small hoof clicking against the concrete floor as their leg twitched.

"S-swallow." They answered, the hand around their own cock going faster.

The minotaur grunted, shoving his cock down your crush's throat with more force. You were torn, watching your crush choke down a cock nearly as thick as your forearm made you want to charge through the crowd tear him away so you could fuck him into the floor for all of them to see just as much as it made you want to get down on your knees and join him.

You were broken from your fantasies after awhile by a deep groan from the minotaur. He was holding onto your crush by one horn while his other hand was wrapped around the base of his cock. He carefully pulled his cock back so only the tip was in the concubus' mouth, the shaft flexed and your crush swallowed down the first few mouthfuls.

"Show'em." The minotaur instructed letting go of your crush. He turned to the satyr and opened his mouth to show them the still large amount of cum on his tongue.

A fresh white splatter went across your crush's face, the minotaur wrapped an arm around the shuddering satyr to keep them upright. The satyr melted into the minotaur's side but wasn't given much time to relax before they were pulled into a kiss.

Your crush closed his mouth.

"Don't swallow, don't swallow!"

A lamia slithered up as the minotaur and satyr stumbled off together. Her face was flushed as she reached down her front to pull open a slit that had been unnoticeable. The pink inside of her stood out against the pale green of her under scales.

"Please, make me filthy." She pleaded. Your crush's jaw visibly clenched and relaxed as he moved closer to her. He laid his hands on either side of her body as he pressed his lips to her slit, his tongue pushing the still hot load into her.

The lamia keened as the cum spilled into her, your crush's tongue pushing it deeper elongating to coat the inside of her pussy with it. He looked up at her, his orange eyes bright and fiery. She looked away with a squeaked moan and anger flared in your chest, you'd do anything to be in her position and she didn't have the respect to look at him.

Your crush slowly pulled his tongue out of her, he lathered the outside of her pussy leaving it covered in frothy, milky colored saliva.

"Thank you, thank you." The lamia whimpered happily looking down at the mess the concubus had made.

A hand tugged on your crush's tail and he looked back while the lamia played with herself, not bothered by the pictures that were being taken. A man covered in orange fur with a long thin tail looked down at your crush with a mischievous gaze. The concubus returned the look and it made you made weak in the knees.

The man got down on his knees and yanked your crush back by his legs, getting some hoots from the crowd. Your crush placed a hand on the floor and lifted his hips for the other man.

"Poor thing, all these pricks haven't done anything for you have they?" The furred man reached up one of the leg holes in your crush's shorts to stroke his painfully hard cock. He used his free hand to undo the front of his jeans, his cock springing free from a mess of curly, orange hair.

Your crush was biting his lower lip, rocking his hips into the furred man's fist. When the contact was taken away you could see the concubus roll his hips desperately. The furred man pulled down his shorts to his mid-thigh, exposing your crush's round ass to the room. He pulled his cheeks apart to reveal the round deep emerald hidden between them. Gently pulling on the gem produced a sizable butt plug from your crush's ass.

He dropped the toy and grasped the base of his cock. The furred man teased his tip along along your crush's gaping hole. The concubus groaned lowly, his head drooping. He choked down a moan as his ass was filled again.

Your breath caught in you throat, you wanted to peel your gaze away but with every moan you heard made your skin grow warmer. The furred man took you crush in a way you had never considered in all of your gentle, romantic dreams. Your crush was being taken fast and hard, the furred man whispering things into the concubus' ear that were only for him.

Time was lost to you, your palm sneaking between your legs to palm your groin. The fabric was already damp and you curled in on yourself not expecting to be so sensitive.The sweet smile the concubus gave when helping a fellow student in class filled your mind as your ears were filled with their moans and the slaps of their flesh. Your thighs shivered, the fire in your groin was too hot but you couldn't drive yourself to the edge.

"You really are insatiable aren't you?"

The furred man was panting, still kneeling behind your crush with his cock out and flagging. Your crush on the other hand was still painfully hard despite the splatter on the floor.

"I've barely even started." The concubus replied.

The desire in his eyes was as wild as the need in his voice. On shaky legs you stood and approached the mass of people surrounding your crush hoping your turn came quickly.