Sivia's heart throbbed almost painfully in her chest. It felt as though it was trying to break out from within her, as if her ribs were bars on a prison door. That wasn't the only place she felt her blood pumping though, she could feel it in her hand as she grasped her erect 'womanhood'.

The embarrassing situation was only further exacerbated by the Wyverian gazing upon her body. The woman had a hunger in her eyes. Whether it was for her pulsing organ or out of scientific interest, Sivia was unsure. 

The tense silence was broken by the researcher. "Well... are you just going to make me wait?"

Almost shouting back in response, Sivia halted her tongue, that small impulsiveness inside her was what landed her here.

"You know, when you asked for help with your research in return for a discount, I didn't think this is what you had in mind," the huntress said bluntly. She didn't hide how displeased she was. "Did you really need to sabotage my steam bomb with Dragonblight?"

"Oh, hush now. If you weren't enjoying this, how do explain that." She casually flicked her hand towards Sivia's mast. "Might as well get it over with, yes?" 

Begrudgingly, she started. Hesitantly she stroked a small part of its length, as if it was a part of her she had never seen. Sivia resisted the urge to go faster, defiant to the meddling Wyverian who had thus far ruined her day. The Dragonblight's effect was strong though, her libido was slowly numbing her mind and thoughts were gradually becoming less complex. Soon her hand began moving across her whole shaft, gripping with the right tightness.

An inquisitive 'hmm' sounded from the researcher's throat. Sivia paused instantly, blushing a deep red while avoiding eye contact. 'How could I forget this bothersome woman was here? She asks quite a lot from me, and this is how she acts? I... I just need to relax, forget she's here... then this can be over.'

Turning slightly away, Sivia sunk into her pillows. The soft cushions soothed her stiffness, her nerves calmed in unison. Steeling her mind, focused on one objective, the huntress started once again. With slow, commanding motion she worked the length of her dick. The feeling of this action never ceased to please her, and she already wanted more. Without changing her speed, increasing the pressure of her grip sent shivers up her spine.

Sivia bit her lip, lost in concentration. The throbbing of her heart could be felt once more throughout her entire person. Another throbbing had also begun to emerge, deep in her loins. Despite normally lacking the appendage she was currently so enamored with, thoughts of copulation with females flooded her mind. As if she hadn't already been, her erection hardened further, now a monolith of sexual desire. 

Only a few minutes had passed, but her brain felt like it was melting away. Pressure maintained perfectly, Sivia stroked faster from head to hilt. While not quite as pleasing as having a partner, there was uniqueness in her knowing her own sensitive places. This only spurred her on.

Faster, harder, she incessantly rubbed herself. She had already forgotten of the Wyverian, the huntress lost in her own pleasure. Just the sight of her full mast was arousing, and a hunger for climaxing was at her forefront. Not needing to worry about a partner, Sivia rushed for the inevitable end. 

Her fingers were wrapped around the shaft, thumb pressing into the curve of her shaft. As she reached the top, she would tweak her thumb slightly and her shoulders went weak each time. No longer did images of women fill her mind; only the desire to cum remained, just her base instinct was left.

The Wyverian watched with utmost interest. Were all human females this way? Perhaps this one was just a special case, and an impressive one at that. The huntress appeared to be quite virile, and hard, and big... As the thought passed through her head, she snapped back to attention. There was no need to fall for this human; this was for important research not relations.

While the assistant quarreled with herself, Sivia had almost reached her end. Her breathing was shallow and irregular, her hand in a similar state. It wrapped her dick in a death grip, her finesse lost to desire. Tightness was building in her balls, a knot wanting to break free from its prison.

Within seconds that tightness burst, shooting up her spine. Despite having a second to change her angle, her motor skills were failing. Feeling it rush up her length, her vision blurred and she held her breathe in reflex. Cum spurted out in thick shots, plastering her breasts with gooey seed. To feel it on her body made her shiver, goosebumps forming on her skin.

Sivia jerked herself clumsily, desperate to empty her reserves. She was rewarded with a few more ropes of white batter. It coated her abdomen, pooling in her bellybutton before overfilling and slowly rolling down to her crotch. The end of each shot left some behind to run down her length and across her hand. Her haphazard technique now made wet 'fwaps' as her slickened hand glided across her flesh.

As quickly as it started, her seed ceased its ejection. Sivia took in one large gasp of air and let go of her phallus. It slapped against her stomach with a most clap, cum pushed outwards from the impact. Smalls drops of straggling goo oozed from her tip and fell from her head's rim to join its compatriots. Her body was limp from the sudden release of tension; her mind too was slow to recover from its foggy cover. 

Her penis was still semi erect, and still impressive in its girth. Perhaps it had a mind of its own, wanting a second act; possibly it was her insatiable sexual appetite getting the better of her. Her seed slowly dribbled down her body, gathering in the indentations. The heat of the freshly ejected semen permeated throughout her, a pleasure in and of itself.

The research assistant had too been somewhat numbed by the spectacle. She recovered quickly, and was alarmed to find she had been subconsciously masturbating. Hurriedly she pulled her hand from out of her gown and straightened her posture. 

Her mind was plagued by the idea of having that whole length inside her, stretching her walls, to have her own desires sated by something so sexually appealing. The idea of having all that fluid flow out inside of her, to feel its warmth on her body, or even what it would feel like sliding down her throat, stewed at the back of her thoughts.

She felt frustration at her own weak mind. Temptation would be her downfall and while she hated to accept it, she needed a sample of Sivia's spunk. Such an unusual appendage would clearly eject equally unusual fluid; who knew what secrets it could hold. The issue seemed to be, the hunter was clearly spent and not ready for a second bout. 

As Sivia came around, she flashed a sardonic smirk towards the Wyverian. "You got what you wanted, yeah? Now you can leave me be." She grasped her phallus and righted it. It drooped forward at half-mast. "I have... things to take care of."

"Well, I can't leave yet. Truth be told, I'm going to need a sample of that... seminal fluid." Normally a calm collected person, Sivia's disposition changed instantly. Put simply, she looked pissed.

Simply her sitting up was intimidating. "Why the hell didn't you say that before?"

"I-I was distracted. You were quite the... spectacle."

Sivia sighed and collapsed back into her pillows. Casually she fidgeted with her dick; frown on her face, deep in thought. Perhaps she could get a bit of revenge now; the opportunity had presented itself to the craft huntress. The Wyverian woman was attractive for her mature age.

"Hmm. Alright, I'll give you a 'sample'. But, you're going to have to work for it."

Clearly the woman opposite Sivia was fearful of what was in store. Her appetite however was too strong. "I... well... alright. What would you have me do?"

"Strip."

"S-strip?"

"Yes, strip." She gave her penis a point. "I'm a bit spent. This fellow is going to need some help. Now. Strip."

The commanding tone her voice dashed any objections the assistant had. She stripped hurriedly, leaving on her undergarments when she was told to stop. Underneath her vibrantly colored dress she wore a matching set of hot pink bra and panties complete with stockings and garterbelt. The fringe had some cute lace, a definite plus for the hunter. The now exposed woman, blushing brilliantly, shivered a bit from in the cool air.

"Oh hoho. Aren't you a sexy little thing? Give me a little spin, no hiding anything." Sivia talked down to her as if she were her junior.

Begrudgingly, she spun around showing off her body. As she met back up with the hunter she was taken aback at the rising rod held in her hand. Sivia jerked it a few times, satisfied with the 'show’.

"My my! That certainly did the trick. Little fella likes what it sees." She had a lust filled grin, clearly fantasizing about her body. "You've got a fine sexy ass, shame I can't tear that up. I do have morals after all."

Sivia paused again, admiring the Wyverian's curves. "Alright, now you just stand there. I assume you have something to cum into? You clearly came here with a good guess of what the blight did to me."

The researcher fidgeted before grabbing an item from her discarded dress. The huntress snagged it from her before she could blink. Giving it a quick once over she deduced its function as some sort of rubber condom, and quickly slipped it over the head of her penis. It didn't fit down very far, it was clearly made with a smaller size in mind.

"Interesting. Never seen something like this, even has a little stretchy bit on the end. Might need a few, could be useful in... certain situations." Sivia took a similar grip from before, ready to start her part.

Slowly she began to rub her length, making sure not to damage the rubber. Her lusty gaze was fixated on the semi-nude body of the Wyverian. Sivia's imagination wandered, picturing what she would do to her and imagining the sensations. The feeling of her tongue perhaps, or maybe the lips and walls of her vagina. Perhaps the tightness of her rear called for her.

The assistant could imagine what the huntress was thinking, as she too was daydreaming of having that girth within her. Her dignity was too strong to admit it aloud, but her body already craved for that meat. To have it stretch her, rub her, fill her up to the brim. Somehow, just watching the hunter masturbate was enough to flip her switch.

Sivia stroked herself boldly, making powerful motions. Somewhat aware of the effect it was having, she made sure there was a nice view to show off herself. Already dabbles of precum was welling up within the condom, making a tiny pool around her head. The presence of a visual aid alone had a profound effect. It wouldn't take long for her to finish this time.

But a quick finish wasn't the only thing she wanted. Sivia needed to humiliate this woman for her trespasses, and she knew just what to do.

"I need a little more from you. Go over to your chair and present yourself as if you were going to be mounted. Oh, and by someone big and strong like myself. A nice strong grip with a wide stance."

No question was asked. The Wyverian researcher bent over, bringing the chair up to her chest. Her rump stuck out, her spread legs accentuated the shape of her cheeks. With this view, Sivia could spot a small wet spot had formed in her panties. Things were just getting better and better.

"Well well, the calm mature lady is getting horny just seeing a dick? Or is it because a sexy, strong, amazon like myself is equipped with it?" Each word was emphasized to hit her ego, to break it down slowly. "Alright, now you stand and watch. Don’t do anything else.”

The wait had been too long, so Sivia started strong to make up for lost time. With the condom in place, she was reduced to short, fast jerking. She fantasized herself pounding the mature lady, feeling the inside of her shapely body. The idea of filling those holes with her seed... 

The researcher had never been so humiliated, but realized she was reaping what she had sown. The true punishment now was being unable to act. Her body ached, it hungered for that meaty pole. The moist spot in her panties slowly grew, anticipating what she knew she wouldn't receive.

Taking notice, Sivia chuckled. "You want this, huh? It's nice and hard, I bet it would hit deep. Think it could kiss your deepest depths? Too bad, you can just stand there. This is your punishment." They were mean stinging words she spoke.

Her taunts had distracted her; she had ignored the increasing pressure in her groin. "Oh... Oh! I think I'm gunna... cuuuum. I'm cumming!"

Sivia began to climax; she gripped her stick tightly, waiting for the fruits of her labor. She watched in a sexual stupor as rope after sticky rope shot into the condom, ballooning it out with its weight. Her body shook as the batter traveled her length. The warmth of cum, the sexy lady locked onto her, and the raw idea of filling the receptacle spurred her. The thick, white mess swirled in the expanding tip; a little cum whirlpool formed by the arcing streams. 

The mature Wyverian lady wanted to share that experience. To feel that mind numbing pleasure she was viewing. Her body had gotten so close merely watching; just putting that penis in would be enough. Sitting on the edge was cruel.

Finally the flow slowed, a few straggling spurts thrust out before it ceased. Sivia had collapsed into the pillows again, though she was aware this time. A bit of drool threatened to escape her mouth but went ignored. 

She rubbed her dick a few times to coax out the remaining drops from her urethra. The condom was swollen to the breaking point, filled with hot, virile spunk. The pear sized pouch hung from the head, swirling around in its place. 

"Ooooh... that was good. Sometimes I amaze myself, look at all that sperm. I bet just touching it could get you pregnant." She pulled the condom off and tried it shut, careful not to spill any. "Mmm, that could be sexy; getting you to hold my child. Carrying mothers are hot in their own way."

Delicately she tossed it to the researcher. Sivia noticed she was sweating profusely and her panties were now visibly wet from the front. The researcher relished the feeling of the warm semen in her hands for a few seconds before collapsing. Bemused, the huntress watched to make sure she was still alive, and that the condom was intact.

"Woah. Did she lock her legs? Ah well, I'm pretty pooped too. I'll have some more fun with her in the morning."

Wriggling into a good spot, Sivia slipped into slumber. Her dreams were filled with visions of the researcher. Vivid images of making her her own. No doubt she would awaken ready for some fun times.