[HD] Blu and Eva Spice It Up (Patreon)

Blu fumbled with the last buckle on Eva’s ball gag. He gripped her beak with a foot and gave the belt end a tug. “There, is that good?”

Eva gave him a half-lidded stare that said No, not even close. She poked her beak in his face and mumbled out around the ball, “Come ohhhn Blhuuu… I tohhld you tiiigghht!”

“Shhhhh! Someone might hear us!”

As Blu swallowed hard and prepared to give the strap another tug, Eva rolled her eyes and mumbled something that sounded like “Ffff… nothing to hear yet.” She re-evaluated why she had agreed to this. She loved hot, spicy sex but her mate Raphael was still barely able to provide lukewarm loving. The day Blu let out his passions with her was the best she’d had since her honeymoon. She just had to see how much hotter it could get. So when Blu asked what else they could do to experiment, she pulled out the bondage gear. It had been laying around unused for years, despite demands that Rafael use it on her. He would put it on her and she’d get her hopes up, but all the brow-beating in the world couldn’t make Rafael a convincing actor. Maybe Blu, with all his pent-up, newly discovered instincts, could unleash a better performance.

“Oh!” Eva gave a surprised moan as Blu jerked harder on the strap.

He flapped his wings, grunting and pulling until Scriiiinch click! The buckle popped into place.

Eva panted, her eyes looking around slowly, lids heavy with lust. “Oh, yeahhh… tiighhhten da wihhngzz agaaain.”

Blu smiled, pleased with the effect he was having on Eva. She was a beauty to be sure but Blu still found Jewel more physically attractive. But Jewel didn’t like to relinquish control to him. He felt that he could never go as far as he wanted and so his confidence to please her had dwindled. But Eva… she yearned for a cock to mount up and make her his own and it made his beak water and his nape feathers tingle to see her relinquish all control to him.

He grasped the end of the broad leather belt around Eva’s wings and braced his feet against her side. He grunted and pulled hard, the creak of leather and rustle of feathers was barely audible over Eva’s squeaky moans as the air was squeezed out. “Nnnngggggggggghhhhh… huff huff huff…” Her tail lifted reflexively and her pink vent gaped open and closed as she expended more effort to breathe.

Blu fastened the buckle and pet her back slowly with a wing, tracing her spine backwards. “OK?”

Eva moaned and nodded. As Blu’s wingtip traced down over her hard rock rump she shuddered and panted around the ball in her beak. Blu heard her vent lips make a hollow smacking sound as she puckered and unpuckered her passion-loosened hole.

“Mmmm… bad girl! No winking until I’m on board!”

Blu looked at the open pink orifice and teased it with the tip of a wing feather. Eva moaned louder and stamped her shackled feet as her cloaca bulged open further and exposed the soft mound of her oviduct opening. It dribbled a drop of sweet clear oviductal mucus and she sighed out, her tail dropping a bit and her vent lids closing slightly as her pre-orgasm passed.

Blu smiled an evil smile and flicked his tail, feeling his cloaca throbbing with anticipation. “Good girl, good girl… don’t wink yet!” Blu pressed his hot beak to the juicy folds and exhaled against it. Eva quivered and groaned deep with eyes closed. She panted and her shackles clicked and shivered rhythmically. It was taking all her strength not to let her reflexes have their way.

With sparkling in his eyes, Blu extended his tongue and pressed it into the soft center and then moved it slowly around the rim of the lovely pink hole. Eva moaned louder and struggled in her bonds, her face on the floor, pathetic need in her eyes. Blu sadistically smiled and said, “OK, now you can wink it.” She winked the lips with a deep squelch, more mucus spitting out and sticking between the pulsing maw. She trilled deep down in her gut like a brood-lusty hen and her thigh feathers fluffed out.

“Ah ah aaah! No winking! No orgasm yet! Not till I’m on board!”

Eva moaned louder and squirmed. “Pleeeeashhh pleaaashhh now! Meu pássaro quente!”

Blu didn’t know much Brazilian Portugeuse but he knew what she wanted. He put a foot on Eva’s rump and flexed the toes. She wailed and rattled her leg restraints. He chuckled low and teasingly. He didn’t hear a cloaca wink so he shifted his wait and spread his wings a little, swinging himself up onto her back. His own vent was hot and juicy… wanting to press out and lock lips with the lovely round hen vibrating under his squatting body. He hooked his wings around hers and swiveled his tail into position. She felt the approach of sexual bliss and her panting and trilling picked up intensity. The soft lips came closer and closer together, feathers parted, hot skin radiating warmth between the birds. Blu moaned and rolled his eyes back as his lips kissed hers. He tightened his wing hug on his hot mount and pressed in harder. He whispered into Eva’s ear feathers, “Mmmmmmhhmmmmm… Goood girlll… now you can wink…”