At first fear but then the words of the Queen of satyrs lets my action prove her point.
Rachel is comforted by three females as the Queen hold back the throng to sight seekers. I continue the lusty passion for having sex with my once true love.
Pelvic thrusts become rapid and almost savage as the feeling of impending waves of semen are just seconds away. My head bucks back as the rush of semen roars from two huge testicles that spread my hind legs and churn as they release the load. A slight scent of my own seed hits my nostrils and as both Queen and satyrs laugh with glee I pull back from Rachel's tight and wonderful body.
"Well done, well done, too bad you didn't accept my offer and remain here as a satyr male. Oh but such passion, I'm surprised that the boar lust has taken control of you so soon. I thought you might have fought against the animal desires for days or weeks till, at last you reason an will take wing. You do surprise me, now since you are more willing I will let you stay the night. Sally, Janeen, Alpeania, come take this friendly boar and pleasure him ignorant till the break of day! You don't mind that these three fondle and play with you? Come morning what was left of humanity will be a distant thought. I would expect a sensual minded boar will be the final result. Then my friend you will learn quicker the ways of beastial life, we don't want to let Father down! I mean we want him to enjoy the hunt, you will be ready then, wild is what he wants and you shall be!" says the Queen as the three satyr pull me off to one side.
My fear was now coupled with passion for more sensual play and sex if possible. Each pretty satyress fondled me back to a hard cock position. One after the other stroked the shaft till bubbles of yellow cum perked out the end. My eyes went wide as one then the other suckled my cock and brought one numberous eruptions of swinelike seed.
Licking their lips I wild enjoyment of my semen and joy, they wave over others and wish them and me a good time.