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Sasha let out a low huff as she hurried down the road. It had been a long day at work, only made longer by the fact that she was starting to ... Well... you know. Get a little 'itch' one might say. It was embarrassing to think about. Even more embarrassing when that hankering started to grow and roll through her insides in the middle of her work day. She'd bought some heat pads in preparation for this, but hadn't taken any to work with her.

Figures, the one time she didn't keep one in her bag was the time that her heat struck her in the middle of the day.

It wouldn't have been so bad if she could've run home and grabbed a pad during her break. Couldn't though since her work has very strict policies about leaving while on shift. So she had to resort to using a little sample of perfume she'd picked up a couple days back to try and mask her scent.

Not that it really helped judging from the looks some of the patrons, male and female, were giving her. She was used to guys giving her bedroom eyes. She was young, worked out regularly, and she knew how unique her pearlescent scales were. Her boss knew it too and would keep her working the seats near the windows so that the sunlight would catch her scales and shimmer over them in a rainbow of colors. The difference from usually and today though was that her insides were starting to ache just a little from that primal need. She was only too acutely aware of how their eyes looked over her, how their masculine scent seemed just a touch stronger.

Meant that her tips were better today than usual. Which was great since she was saving up for a car, but made her feel a little dirty though.

Wasn't first time she'd been in heat, but her pills had kept her from experiencing the joy of her season for a couple years now. She was only too aware of how her clothing rubbed against her body as she jogged down the road. Was her tail waving more than usual? She cast a quick glance towards the street as a car drove past, the guys in the car looking at her. Was there a bit more lust than usual in their gaze? Gawd, was her hips swaying more than they generally did while she jogged?

Good thing she lived right down the road from where she worked. She didn't have a car yet. Could've gotten her folks to help her buy one like her step-brother did but she wanted to get this for herself. Would be really nice to not to have to beg rides off people.

And not those types of rides either. She hadn't ever been with someone like that. Not that she was a prude, just hadn't found the right person. Not that she'd been looking too hard. She had other things on her mind before that. College and the like. The right guy would come along when she was ready. She might not expect it but she'd know when it happened.

Sasha did her best to keep her pace to a steady jog until she turned through the gate and was beyond the privacy hedge. Heart hammering in her chest, she raced up the path and almost bounced off the front door. Fudge, she really wasn't used to this at all. She'd been on the pill to mitigate and tone down her season since the time she'd started having them at puberty. Then the newer pills had put them off completely. She was shaking as she tapped in the code to get the front door open. Was it this bad her first time? She couldn't really remember.

The lock beeped and cycled open with almost painful slowness. The dragoness burst into the house and closed the door behind her. She could hear the lock cycling shut behind her as she took the stairs two at a time. Another thing she hadn't done in years.

She was working her belt loose before she even reached the top of the stairs. No one would be home. Parents were off on a second honeymoon. Rejoicing in their youth while they renew their vows or something like that. And Cal, her step-brother, lived on campus at the college. Aside from Rufus, she had the house to herself for a couple weeks. And Rufus would be too busy napping out back until it was dinner time.

Which reminded her. She'd have to be careful about the good ol' family dog until her season passed. If only because it was extremely embarrassing to have him trying to mount her.

Her pants came open as she hit the top of the stairs. The dragoness hesitated mid-step and shivered as the relatively cooler air of the house washed over her soaked panties. She practically flew down the hall and into her bedroom. Tail slapping the door shut as she hurled her purse onto her desk before stripping. Off came her shirt and bra in on quick tug, breasts bouncing free. Her pink nipples stood out sharply against her pale scales. Dropping to her bed, she squirmed out of her panties and jeans, kicking them off the instant they bunched around her ankles.

A low hiss came from the female as she ran her painted nails over her thighs and looked down her body. Her mound was flushed pink and swollen. Light glistened off the damp petals of her pussy. Her eyes drifted further down her body, across her thick tail base and down the bedding. Her tail was draped off the edge of the mattress, fins flexing as it swayed against the floor. Eyes lifted further to the full-length mirror that hung opposite her bed. She flushed and breathed out a low moan as her thighs spread and legs lifted. Tucking a couple pillows under her shoulders, she lifted herself up higher to stare into the mirror. Fingers brushed over her pussy lips as she watched herself in the mirror.

Cheeks flushed a rosy pink as she traced up and down her lips. Her pussy was flushed, swollen and hot to the touch. And getting hotter by the moment as that heat burned in her belly. Normally, she'd play with herself. Start out low and slow, build up for a good couple hours before just letting it all loose.

She didn't have hours now. Well, she did but she really didn't want to take them. She had to get something inside of her and feel her muscles clench on something hard.

The dragoness twisted on her bed and lunged for the toy perched on her nightstand. It was a nice size toy, modeled after a dragon male. She wasn't sure where it came from or anything like that. Her step-mother had given it to her as a gift when she had her first heat. Brand new toy. She adored every inch of it. From the pointed tip to the gentle curve to the pronounced ridges and that little swell at the base. Even the half-molded balls at the bottom. She'd started using it the same night Rebecca had given it to her. It had taken her a little while before she'd been able to take the entire thing, but she loved using him. Even gave him a name fitting his stature.

"Come on, Bruno," she purr-panted as she ran the pointed tip over her pussy lips. Muscles clenched and tried to keep the toy out. Fingers rolled the toy around until it was curved at a downward angle, the ridges pointed upwards. She rubbed up and down slowly as she relaxed. "Make me moan, big boy."

She arched with a moan as the toy spread her open. Slick muscles clenched, fighting against the intrusion. A deep huff came from her as she arched, pushing it deeper, forcing it into her body. It only took an inch or so before her inner walls relaxed and accepted it. Bruno plunged into her with a rapid series of wet pops. Thighs shook and tail flicked rapidly as she arched off the bed with a lusty cry. A leg kicked into the air as she fed the toy deeper before the half-molded balls slapped off her body with a wet thwack. Tongue rolled from her maw with a happy squeal. Her toes flexed and tail thumped against the bed as she wiggled the toy's base against her.

Peering at the mirror with half-lidded eyes, she could almost picture a proud dragon over the top of her. If her neck arched just so, she could imagine his breath as he leaned in to kiss her neck before drawing out. She could feel his weight bearing down on her as he thrust, driving his cock into her hungry depths. Body arched off the bed and tongue rolled from her maw with a hungry call.

Yeah, the toy was upside down but it didn't matter to her. The ridges were always her favorite part. Just the way they popped and rubbed against her walls made her groan.

Chest heaved as she arched and pushed into each of the thrusts, the toy slapping off her body. The balls slapped wetly off her stretched folds. Her thighs shook each time that bump at the base popped in and out. Her muscles pulled and rolled at it harder and harder. The wet sound of her tunnel pulling at the toy filling the bedroom. She huffed and arched into the thrusts, driving harder into it. Sasha groaned and wiggled the toy faster as she pumped it in and out. Teeth dug at her lip as she arched and shoved up into the toy. Groaning deeper, louder. She could feel her insides clenching around the toy, trying to milk it as if it were a real flesh and blood male inside of her.

She was just working her way towards an earth-rending climax when a wet tongue slapped across her stretched petals. The dragoness jumped, her orgasmic shriek coming out as a yelp instead. Eyes snapped open as she jumped upright.

Rufus stood at the foot of her bed with his usual dopey grin plastered on his muzzle. He was well and truly the definition of a mutt. A patch of shaggy fur around his neck and roaming down his spine. Rufus was big too, if she stood up he could easily rest his paws on her shoulders and lick her face. As big as he was and as questionable as his parentage was, there wasn't a gentler dog out there. His tail thumped against her dressed as the big mutt stood there and stared with hungry eyes. "Rufus, no." She huffed and slipped up onto her bed, one hand covering her pussy. Her muscles trembled around the toy, teetering on the edge of her climax. "How'd you get in here?" she swore she'd closed her door. A glance over at it showed that the door had been pushed open. Guess she didn't get it closed all the way with her tail slap earlier.

Wiggling a little higher onto the bed, she tried to focus on her pleasure. Her thighs and the underside of her tail were soaked with her juices. Just shifting the toy made her draw a shuddering breath. A shiver raced from the tip of her nose down to the very tip of her tail.

She tried to pull the toy back and get back to her fun, but Rufus was staring at her. Closing her eyes didn't help either since she could feel him staring regardless. And not much she could do about the sound of his tail thumping off whatever furniture it threatened. The dragoness rolled her hips with a frustrated half-roar and sat up the rest of the way, glaring down at the family mutt.

His ears tucked tight against his scalp as he laid his head down with a soft whimper that melted her anger in a flash. "Oh baby boy, I'm not mad at you." She rolled off the bed and hurried around to hug him. Rufus' tail began to thump against the bed as he nuzzled into her neck. A shudder ran through the dragoness as the toy began to slip out, making her reach down to grab it before it hit the ground. Rufus's head dropped, following the motion with a curious woof. "Rufus, noooghhnnn." Her tail and wings snapped out straight as his cold tongue touched her engorged clit followed by a blast of warmth as he lapped at her soaked scales.

Fingers flex and rolled, the toy's slick base sliding out of her numb fingers. Bruno tumbled out of her grip and fell to the ground with a muted thump. Not that she could care. Her entire body was locked in place as her faithful, loyal family dog happily slurped away at her snatch. It wasn't nearly as good as her toy, but it was miles beyond just her fingers. This was something entirely new. She'd never had anyone else ever try to pleasure her. There was something about being completely out of control of how and when she was getting attention that made it feel that much better. She bit her lower lip and huffed as her thighs shook. Rufus pushed his muzzle against her and lapped eagerly.

She could feel her aborted climax building quickly. Insides trembled and grabbed at nothing as her clit was slapped merciously by that powerful tongue. Her tail twitched and hiked up another click with each of his licks. She found herself teetering. Not just on the edge of another climax, but on her heels as well. She huffed and rolled her eyes as her head arched. A moan shook its way up her throat as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet as she tried not to buck.

Like that, Rufus was gone and she was able to breath. The dragoness dropped sideways and grabbed at her bed as she took a shuddering breath. She was just turning her head when he bounced at her, wrapping his forepaws around her belly and bag. Rufus let out a grunt as he thrust against her, his sheath jabbing against her hip.

"Rufus!" she gasped at him and pushed her arm against his neck. He hopped back readily enough and looked at her with those questioning eyes as his hips pumped at empty air.

Sasha paused and thought for a moment. Should she... He was a dog after all. They'd had him since he was a puppy. His tongue had felt amazing on her. How much better would he feel that her toy? She cast a quick glance at her door and shivered softly. It wouldn't take a minute to run him out to the back yard then get back to her toy. But her legs didn't move. Her tail twitched behind her. Twice she'd been denied her climax. Her belly was burning with that need and now she had a solution at hand. A safe one too. No way on earth Rufus could knock her up. But he was still a dog. Was she really that desperate?

Yes she was.

Moving slowly, she put both of her elbows on her bed and rolled onto all fours. "Just be gentle, okay?" Settling onto all knees, she pushed her rear out and back, tail swinging up and to the side. "Come on boy, up." She patted her backside and looked at him.

Rufus bounded towards her like the overgrown puppy he always was. Stopping just short, his head dropped to sniff at her pussy before giving a couple licks. Teeth dug against her lips as she breathed out a shuddering pant. His tongue lashed over her thighs and slapped her pussy lips before pulling away. She wasn't left waiting as Rufus surged up over her just a second later. A grunt was forced from her mouth as the big canine dropped onto her, wrapping his paws around her hips.

Nails that needed some trimming scratched against her hips as he pulled himself against her. Cheeks flushed a bight pink as his furred sheath slapped her rear. His cock, wet and hot, slipped over her smooth scales as he pushed against her. Precum shot against her backside, making her feel dirty, as the male jabbed blindly against her. Dropping her head to the bed, she looked over at the mirror and huffed. She could see herself in the mirror with him. Luck would have it where her tail was on the far side of the mirror from her. She could see the bright red of his cock as it stabbed and probed her rear.

A lift of her hips and a step from Rufus brought him right in line. The tapered tip of his cock touched her wet folds and gave a half jab. Claws scraped over her scales as he threw himself against her. Sasha yelped, more out of surprise than pain, as he buried himself in her.

His cock was slender and short. Bruno was a far larger toy than Rufus was. She was used to how that big silicon hunk spread her open. Although, there was something fundamentally different about this. The mere fact that there was a living and breathing creature with her, his body thumping against hers, elevated it to an entirely new level she'd never imagined. The feel of a male inside of her, his body slapping hers, pulling her back into him, even the puff of his breath against her neck. Every little thing was adding up to a whole different type of pleasure.

She groaned and scratched at her bed as she stretched out. Huffing, Sasha arched her hips and drove her body back into Rufus' hips as he pounded against her backside. His thrusts were short and sharp, body barely moving as he rutted her. The wet sound of his thrusts competed with the pairs pants as he pulled tight against her. Head dropped to the bed as she groaned.

There was something happening. With each shallow thrust there was something that pulled at her insides. It was causing a weird little tremor in her insides as she huffed and arched. Hips drove back against his body as the groans dropped further down her throat until they were rolling around her chest. Those wet noises grew louder and louder until they were drowning out even her moans. It felt really good, but it was missing something. Even as that swelling pulled at her lower lips and his balls slapped her body, it was leaving her squirming and wanting for more.

Snapping a hand back and between her legs, she ran her fingers over her stretched lips. She could feel that bulge that was pressed up behind her pussy lips. Rufus' balls slapped against her fingers with each thrust. His claws scratched over her hips and feet padded against the back of her thigh as those grunts grew louder and more frantic. Her cheeks flushed hotly. She'd seen plenty of picture and videos of males with knots. Just had never had been this close to one. Her fingers slipped over her hot pussy lips as she moaned. Spine arched and rolled as she ran her fingers over her clit. It was swollen and each touch sent a jolt zapping up her spine. She pumped and rolled her fingers in quick circles over the button as she shuddered.

As quickly as he'd started, Rufus froze against her. He shuddered against her and she felt that knot pulsing just behind her lips. Easing her hand back, she ran her fingers over his balls and felt as they jumped with each pump of his seed. Oh she couldn't believe she did this. Cheeks flushed hotly as she brushed her fingers over that bulge and his balls. At least no one was here to see her.

Rufus slipped off her back after just a moment. Her hips jerked as his knot pulled at her lips. It wasn't as large as the ones her body was made to take, but it was still pretty fat. Her silken scaled slit stretched and held onto it for just a breath before it popped free. Sasha's front half dropped to the bed with a gasp. The tremors of a miniature orgasm ripped through her. Not the raging one that still banged around inside of her. She huffed and lay there, hand resting against her freshly fucked pussy as his watery cum dripped between her fingers.

"Well, not exactly what I expected to see." Her cheeks flushed bright as she jumped, spinning. Feet getting tangled in her blanket. She stumbled and dropped to the ground with a thud. Her arm slipped up to cover her chest as she stared at the door with wide eyes.

Cal stood there with a grin plastered on his face, camcorder in hand, and shirt off to bare his chest. He was always larger than her, but his time at college had added some more muscle to his frame. His scales were black as jet and almost shone in the light filtering through the windows. He'd picked up a tattoo at some point as well. A rooster, very oriental in appearance. It stretched across his bicep and across his chest, the pastel colors standing out bright and clear against his dark scales. "Come home to do some laundry and caught my dear step-sister fucking the family dog." He angled his head as Rufus sat down to lick his swollen red cock. "Looks like he had fun though." Cal tilted his head back and sniffed slowly, "Although doesn't smell like you've had your fun."

"Wha.. I... ah... uhhh." she stammered a dozen things, her mind stuck and locked into just a state of raw shock. Grabbing at her blanket, she pulled it off the bed and around herself. A sharp shudder raced through her body as the fabric brushed against her hyper-sensitive body. She took a trembling breath before trying her best to sound offended that he dared watch her, "What do you want?"

His eyes roamed over her slowly as if he was rolling that over in for a moment. "That is an interesting question isn't it?" Up came the hand with that camcorder, tapping it against his lips. "What do I want, what do I want..." Cal looked down at the camcorder. "Well... I do have this lovely video of you with Rufus. Got a really good angle on you two. Really loved when you reached back and started to play with his balls too." He clicked his tongue, "Not nearly as good when his knot popped out."

"What do you want, Cal?!" she was a little louder than she wanted, the frustration brought on by her heat and denied orgasms getting to her now. She squirmed under her blanket, thighs rubbing together. Her scales were slick with a mixture of her need and Rufus' watery cum.

"Now now, no need to sound so mad at me."

"You recorded me..." she huffed, "you know..."

"Fucking the dog." He ran his finger along the controls for the camcorder as he pretended to think. This wasn't the first time he'd caught her doing something embarrassing and had her do or give him something to get the proof from him. Usually it was something innocent enough like cooking dinner or preparing some dessert that he wanted. He looked right at her with a sideways smile. "I want to fuck you."

Her jaw literally dropped as she stared at him in disbelief. "You look like you need it, squirming like you are. Doesn't smell like you've gotten off either." Cal leaned his head forward and took a deep whiff, jaws parting slowly as he breathed in her scent.

"Yo-you can t-tell that from my scent?" Her voice dropped as she played with the edges of the blanket. Thighs rubbing together as she huffed to herself.

Cal grinned, "No, you just told me." He laughed as he stepped into the room. "I know that our folks keep box or two of condoms, good ones, in their nightstand." As he spoke, the hand resting on his hip drifted down to play over the band of his jeans. His fingers slowly moved and started to open his pants, her eyes trying to look anywhere but there as he eased them open. "I can go get a couple and be back here in under a minute." Sasha's attention was drawn to his lap like a needle to a magnet. As that denim was peeled back, she could see the bulge of his member as it pressed tight to the fabric. "It will be a hundred percent safe and no one," she could see the deep red base of his member, "except us," more of the thick cock, "will ever, "oh fuck he was big, "know." The last word was drawn out, rattling with his deep purr as his cock catapulted free of the jeans. The deep red shaft stood up, curving beautifully from the carved obsidian of his pelvis. It was shaped much like Bruno. Tapered length curving gently from the base up to the sharply pointed tip. Ridges spanning the underside, and that bit of a bulge right at the root of it all. His balls were just as gorgeous. Heavy purse swaying between his legs as he worked the pants down to his mid thigh.

She worried her bottom lip for a long moment. Oh fuck, she could smell him. She didn't think that blue jean blocked smell that well, but the moment his cannon snapped up into firing position, it began to assault her with his scent. She worried her lip and shuddered. "No one will know?" she asked with her voice just above a whisper.

His voice was just above a whispering growl. "No one will ever know." The words rolled over her, felt more than heard. They washed over her and made her shiver, head snapping up. It felt like he'd been right over her when he'd said it. He was still standing in her door, but his presence was filling her room.

First the dog, now her step-brother. They'd practically grown up together. Half her life had been spent thinking of him as her brother. A bit of a pain, but someone that was always there for her when she needed it. Heavens above, did she ever need a big strong male right now. Her body was screaming for it. He had said condoms though, and she still was on birth control. Her next shot wasn't due for another couple months. Between the two of those they should be totally safe.

"Okay." What the fuck was she getting into? "But only with the condom on."

He leaned back with a smooth rumble, "I'll go get the box then." Cal wiggled a finger at her. "Just slip up onto the bed and get ready. Come on, Rufus." He hooked a finger into the dog's collar and pulled as he slipped down the hall, feet thudding softly off the carpet.

Tossing her blanket back onto the bed, Sasha crawled onto it. What the fuck was she doing? Was she really that needy? Looking down, she watched as a trickle of juices ran down her thigh. Yeah, she was. She could barely think right now. All she could think about was his cock. It was bigger than Bruno and those ridges... mmmfuck. Every time she closed her eyes she could see them there. So thick and proud, flaring a little more with each beat of his heart.

Grabbing her pillow, she buried her face into it as she knelt on the bed, rear up and chest pushed against the blankets. Tail swayed as her rear wiggled, thighs rubbing against one another as she whimpered softly. Fingers dug into her pillow as she pressed her face into it. It took every ounce of self control to not reach back and bury her fingers into her pussy and just finger herself until she screamed.

Cal returned to Sasha's bedroom just as her hips were wiggling. She'd decided to lay sideways on the bed for some reason, her rear pointed almost right at the door as if to welcome him back. As he watched, her tail swung up and to the side to show off her flushed lips. Those rosy lips stood out like a beacon against the beautiful china white of her scales. He licked over his lips as his cock lifted, so ready to just slam into her. Padding up to the bed, he waited until her tail swung with her next wiggle before bringing his hand down with a loud smack. She yelped and jumped, head twisting to look back at him as her cheeks flushed brightly. "It's like you don't want me to wear a condom, wiggling like that." He did his best to grin rather than snarl. Tearing open the end of the box, he fished out a brand new condom. The box went to Sasha's nightstand as he worked the foil open.

The slap had done more than catch her off guard. It made her ass tingle with pleasure and her insides quake with need. She might have said something, but she was afraid of moaning instead. Twisting a little, she watched curiously as Cal pulled the condom out and, pinching the tip, rolled it down over his shaft. He was careful, making sure to get it on there nice and tight. It clung to his length and tucked up under his ridges. He smiled at her and held the roll between his fingers, thrusting forward to get the last bit of his cock covered.

Biting her lower lip, she watched as he moved up behind her. Every fiber of her being was trembling as the male moved over her, feeling the energy coming off him as he rumbled. "Spread your legs." His leg rubbed up between hers as he moved over her. Knees shuffled as she complied without thinking. Cal's scales rasped against hers in a way that made her moan and a fresh trickle of honey drip onto the bed. He eased up against her slowly, her tail pushing against his side. Burying her face into the pillow, she shuddered as the male loomed over her, pressing her down with his presence alone. Her chest pushed harder into the bed and rear lifted higher, doing a little dance to keep her thighs apart and rear up for him.

Cal leaned in and kissed her neck with a soft purr, the sound starting deep in his chest and vibrating the dragoness under him. "Have you ever been with anyone?" She shook her head, face pressed into the pillow. "Just your toy?" A hesitation then a nod. "I'll be gentle then," rolling, he ran a hand down her flank. He could feel how hot she was and the way she shook with pent up energy under him. "If you want to stop," another kiss brushed her neck as he guided his tip to her entrance, "just say Apple."

"Apple," she mumbled into the pillows, "Got it."

He breathed a laugh, "I'm not counting that one." Cupping her hips, he eased himself forward.

Everything broke loose as he began to spread her. Sasha couldn't stop herself from driving her hips backwards as that hot, hard cock started to plumb her depths. Tail curled around his waist as she just about leapt back and buried her step-brother's cock into her love tunnel. All at once, she was spread wide by his thick member. Those gorgeous ridges rippled over her engorged clit and made her insides jump with each wet pop that sent another jolt racing up her spine. Her hips hit his with a wet slap, heavy balls bouncing off her belly with a solid thunk. The finisher was that, even as the ripples of the impact of their bodies colliding rolled through her body, he breathed out a groan right into her ear. "Oh shit, feels so..."

"OH FUCK!" Sasha screamed , shoving her hips back against him as her orgasm hit her. Every denied climax, every second that she'd been forced to wait had built it up into something the likes of which the world had never seen. Wings and tail beat against his body as she hunched and shoved her hips back, grunting and snarling like a wild thing. "Fuckfuckfuckfuuuukfummmm." Burying her head into her pillow, she smothered the cries as her climax rode on and on.

Cal held tight to her hips as she came, gritting his teeth. Her muscles were clamping around him far harder than he'd imagined. They rolled and rippled, milking him as her scent filled the air around him and covered his crotch. And those lips. Mmm, they were grabbing at his base so hard already. Leaning back, he watched as she shook under him, her juices dripping down his balls and onto the bed. His cock twitched inside of that furnace-like heat of her pussy. Tongue ran over his lips as he watched her try to catch her breath under him. He'd never imagined someone could actually cum that hard. Girls in porn certainly made lots of noise. Was actually distracting in a way. But this.... holy fuck.

Sasha's entire frame shuddered as she took a breath, wings trembling against his sides. "Better?" He asked, trailing his fingers over her thighs slowly. She knew she couldn't think of a good response, so she just nodded and mumbled something into her pillow. "Good, now we can start."

"Start?" she mumbled, rolling her head to look back at him. "What was that then?"

Cal leaned back and got settled, holding tight to her waist. "That was one."

He was glad that he had such a tight grasp on her hips because the moment he pulled back and his ridges flared against her insides, she began to jerk her body under him. A low growl rolled up his throat as she squirmed under him and pushed back, trying to keep his cock buried inside of her. He had to fight to even gain an inch against her incessant wriggling.

A snarl ripped free of his mouth, teeth clamping on her shoulder as he slammed forward. Sasha gasped, hips lifting as her head buried into the pillow again. His toes dug into the mattress as he hunched over her. One hand slammed into the bed next to her head as he jerked back and slammed home again. His thrust drove a moan from Sasha, the dragoness practically melting under him. It was all she could do to just hold onto the pillow and moan as his body crashed against hers steadily.

The more he worked her, the more her muscles relaxed, up until he was able to really get going. He guided her back into his lap with each thrust, fingers digging into her thighs. She kept thrusting against him erratically, body moving simply out of reaction to him rutting her.

Sasha rolled her head and stared blankly at her mirror. With the way they were positioned on the bed put them at a good angle to watch. She bit her lip and moaned, body trying to match the male's savage thrusts. Her tail was tucked up against his side, wrapped around and draping over his. A quick shift of her hips gave her a better viewing angle, watching as that glistening cock slammed into her body. Both her ass and pussy were flushed red. Pussy from her heat, but her ass was stinging from the impact of his body against hers as their mutual need drove them faster and harder. Harder and harder they went, her breasts bouncing wildly as Cal just fucked her with every bit of wild gusto that Rufus had tried to show her.

The moment she invited that comparison, she started noticing the wet popping that was starting to fill the air. Not dissimilar from what it had been with Rufus, but on an entirely different level. While she barely noticed the sound, she was becoming more and more aware of how her hips were getting pulled back before each of those pops. She only had an instant to think on that before his ridges would ripple out of her and invite another trembling squeal from her.

It felt so good. This was hitting every button that she knew she had and several that she didn't. She couldn't even think as she felt her second climax boil over. There was no cursing or yelling this time. Just the wordless howl of pleasure as she squirted around his thickness.

Cal met her cry with a wordless snarl of her own. Fingers dug tighter into her thighs as he drove himself balls deep inside of her. Her scent and the way her body was working him drove any conscious thought from his head. He was an animal, fucking her, rutting her. It didn't matter to that primal part of him that he had a condom. All that mattered was unloading into her. Making her his and ensuring that no other male could leave anything of theirs behind. So his thrusts became faster, shorter, barely even moving as he sawed his cock in and out of her. He could feel her growing tighter around his base as his entire length became engorged inside of her.

She couldn't catch her breath, he wasn't going to let her this time. It was all she could do to suck air in between the cries as that lightning charged orgasm began to build again. A glance at the mirror showed that he was pressed tight to her, barely moving. Had he finished? No, if he had why would he still be thrusting? Although a better question was why was she feeling that swelling again? That same stretching sensation that she'd felt with Rufus.

Except it was getting harder and harder for him to pull back. Those pops had stopped and there was just the wet noise as his bulge stretched her pussy just a little before driving back in. She became acutely aware of it as it started to hurt. Pleasure and pain blending as one, her cries becoming unintelligible yowls and hisses. She was getting stretched beyond her imagination as Cal's thrusts became ever faster.

Her fingers dug into the pillow and toes pressed into the mattress as she tried to pull away. His knot was getting to be too big! She didn't think she'd be able to take it further without being split up the center. But he wasn't about to let her go. The more she pulled away, the more his fingers dug into her thighs and wrenched her back into his thrusts. Her pain-pleasured cries were met with dominate snarls from her step-brother. The ache deepened as his tip pushed against her cervix. Oh fuck, he was going to rip her apart! A hand managed to free itself from the pillow to reach back and grab at his hip. Finger slipped off his muscled thigh as she tried to push, but only ended up grabbing and holding tight to his toned ass. Wet slurps of her pussy meeting the steady slapping of his hips on hers. She buried her face into the pillow and cried out as she hit another orgasm, insides clamping and pulling at his length. Milking, drawing, coaxing his cock deeper into her.

A hard shove drove his tip against a barrier deep inside. His engorged length pushed harder at her cervix, prying it open. Every muscle in Cal's body tensed before he powered in with one more mighty thrust. His pointed tip gouged deep into her core, spreading open her cervix with that final plunge.

His roar rolled over her, shaking her to her very core. Hips grinding sharply against hers as his mighty balls leapt and pumped, filling the condom with his thick spunk.

Sasha's eyes rolled back as her entire body froze. Tongue rolled from her muzzle as she uttered a meaningless babble. Her... what was it? She lost count of how many orgasms she'd had since they started. Each one tore through her body like a vicious storm, leaving her quivering and trembling under the male. Her tail rubbed and twitched against his side as her insides milked his cock, coaxing more seed from the virile male. She moaned and shook, unable to even hold herself up.

Cal held himself over her body for a long moment, just riding out his own climax. The male huffed, shivering with each jet her pumped deep into her.

He drew a breath before moving with extreme care. Easing an arm under her, he pulled his dragoness against his chest. She hung limply in his grasp as he shifted, flicking the pillow up to join the others before moving both of their bodies so they could lay down. She mumbled something as she laid her head on his arm and closed her eyes. "Five, I think." There was an incredulous sound. "I wasn't really keeping track, but you did scream a lot there."

Her jaw shook as she took a deep breath. A shiver ran the entire length of her body, even rippling around his cock, as she tried to steady herself. There was a long moment of silence as the two simply caught their breath. Sasha slipped a hand down to rub her belly, "I think I pulled something."

"Think that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me."

Cheeks flushed hot as she covered her head with a wing. "Shut up." He chuckled and pressed his lips to her neck, kissing it. Her fingers tenderly slipped over her belly. Heavens, she could feel him inside of her! "So, how long are you gonna..."

"Be home?" He planted another little kiss on her neck. "I could take the week off if I had to."

At this rate she was going to turn into a red dragon. "Not that!" she huffed. "I mean how long are you going to..." she trailed off again as her fingers brushed her tender, bruised petals. She could feel his knot, fat bastard that it was, locked tightly inside of her.

"Go down?" he thought about it and shrugged, "Half-hour, hour. Something like that. Hard to tell really." Fingers brushed lightly over her hips slowly. "Better to just nap and wait for it."

She was already drifting, relaxing into the daze of her afterglow. "Sleep sounds good," she mumbled, slurring her words a little. Cal smirked and brushed a kiss over her neck as he closed his eyes. Pressing his nose to her neck, he breathed in her scent with a soft rumble.

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Cal half-woke some time later. It took a long moment for him to remember where he was and why was tucked against his chest. A smile curled over his muzzle as he moved slowly. He felt his cock shift, then slip inside of her. A slow, gentle tug eased his cock out of her. It had softened enough that he had to hold onto his base to keep the condom from slipping off inside of her. Pulling a condom out of partner was not a fun task. And Sasha was too cute right now, dozing on his arm as she was.

He gently rolled onto his back and eased his hand out from under her. She mumbled, but didn't do anything more than nuzzle into the pillow. Half-sitting up, he pulled the condom off. Jeeze, that was one hell of a load he'd put in there. Good thing the folks had picked up the extra strength condoms. A twist and a quick knot sealed up the condom. He dropped back and looked over, flicking the used rubber into the trash can sitting between Sasha's desk and bed.

It had just landed with a wet thump when Sasha moved. The dragoness mumbled something as she laid her head on his chest, hand brushing over his pecs. Cal tucked his arm back around her and rubbed her back. Her mumbles turned into soft purrs as she wiggled up closer, draping a leg over his body so she could get closer to him. Brushing his fingers over the small of her back, he laid down and closed his eyes, more than ready to continue his nap.

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Sasha stirred slowly and let out a soft groan. Even before her eyes opened or her brain came fully awake, she noticed the hard warmth under her. It took a few seconds for her to remember what it was. She blinked against the dim light in the room as her fingers roamed over the firm surface she was half laying on. It wasn't until she took a breath, shivering as Cal's scent filled her nostrils, that everything came back to her. Cheeks flushing, she shifted to tuck against him a little more as her gut began to tense. Not in a painful way, but in that needful ache that came with her heat.

That little squirm pressed her pussy against his thigh. She bit her bottom lip to hold off the moan as her swollen lips and engorged clit brushed over his smooth scales. Her body was still aching from the pounding he'd given her earlier. Maybe it was her heat but she didn't might that hurt. It was like that feeling right after she'd done a new, hard workout.

Her little squirming brought her leg sliding up over his body and brushing against his balls. Cheeks burned hot as that little touch brought more and new thoughts rushing through her head. Chief among which was getting a new condom on him and riding until she squealed.

But curiosity had something better for her first.

She'd licked Bruno plenty of times. There was just something about sitting in front of the mirror, eyes almost fully closed, that let her imagine a male in the room with her. Given the chance, she had played with her toy for hours on end, living out one fantasy or another. There wasn't much she hadn't fantasized about with that toy, even trying oral with it. The taste was never anything special, she usually washed it down first so it wouldn't have that rubbery taste. Now here she was with an actual living breathing male in her bed with her. Yes, he was her step-brother but she was pretty sure neither of them cared about that at the moment.

Oh fuck, his scent was driving her mad. She was squirming on her bed. The silken scales of her thighs rubbing together and brushing over her needy puss. Her fingers ran over his cock slowly as she breathed out a soft puff. She ran the very tips of her fingers over his ridges, feeling how they flexed and flared against her touch. It was so weird. They were both so much more flexible, yet at the same time more rigid, than the toy was. It felt so much better, the way the skin felt against her hand and the warmth it radiated into her palm.

She needed it inside of her again. There was no getting around that. But she had another need to satisfy before it slipped into her again.

Sasha stretched her body across Cal's frame and leaned her head down until her nose was almost touching his length. His scent, thick and musky, filled her senses and made her eyes want to roll back in her head as she moaned like an animal. She managed to suppress that urge, but only just. The dragoness ran her fingers over his cock and lifted it as she leaned forward and swept her tongue over it.

Muzzle wrinkled and she pulled back with her tongue sticking out. Yeck! Maybe it was something left over from the condom, or maybe it was just how a guy's cock tasted, but there was something very chemical tasting to his length. Yeah, not gonna do that again. It made her tongue curl and rub against the roof of her mouth to try and get rid of that taste.

The dragoness let out a soft huff and shook her head before looking at the box of condoms that had been haphazardly thrown onto the bedside table, spilling its contents onto the surface. Stretching her frame across his, she clicked on the bedside light before grabbing one of the bunches of condoms and pulled them over. Believe it or not, but this was the closet she'd ever been to these things. Yeah, she'd seen ads for them and the like but she'd never actually put her hands on one before now.

She laid on top of him as she pulled one of the little packets loose and ripped it open so she could get at its contents.

Bit too enthusiastically it seems. The condom ripped apart with the foil. A low growl rolled up her throat as she grabbed the next one in the line and opened it a little more carefully. This one slipped from its pack and fell onto his belly. Scooping it up, she rolled it around in her hand and took a moment to examine it. She'd seen them used in videos plenty of times, not to mention her step-mother talking her through how to use one just in case.

She chewed her lip gently and pinched the tip. Using just the tips of her fingers, she carefully rolled it down his length right to the very root of his length. She took her time to make sure it didn't rip or bunch up, so it took a bit longer than it probably should have to get it down to the very root. Just get it down there, make sure that it wouldn't slide off.

By the time it was down and seated to her satisfaction, she was about half-mad with her growing excitement. Sasha quickly shuffled up on top to straddle him. It was still early evening, some light leaking around her curtains and lighting the room a tad. Paired with her bedside lamp, it light the scene like something out of a high quality video. She watched herself in the mirror as she ran the covered cock against her pussy, breathing out a soft little moan. Hips rolled smoothly as she straddled his hips before arching her body slowly. The pointed tip nudged against her lips, still wet and rosy red from her heat and earlier fucking.

Sasha dropped her weight down on him with a groan, head throwing back as she arched with pleasure. Insides clenched and rolled around his cock as she sat her full weight down on his body.

Cheeks flushed as she looked at herself in the mirror. Rosy lips spread by that dark member, juices trickling down her folds and across his balls. She moved her body slowly, not taking her eyes off their joining. The way her folds, red and flushed, held tight to his length as she lifted her body with a soft huff. Tail brushed over his chest as she rose before dropping her weight back with a solid smack of flesh on flesh. She let out a moan and rolled her hips, watching and feeling how it shifted inside of her. Those ridges felt so fucking good! Her brain wasn't working well enough for her to really compare the toy to Cal. Not beyond just that they're so much better than it was.

A part of her wanted to take things slow, like she usually did with her toys, but her body had a mind of its own. Thighs began to shake as she started to bounce faster on his pole. Hands fell back to either side of the male as she arched her back with a deep groan.

Hands fell to her hips, Cal's legs lifting and bracing against the bed. "Now this is a great way to wake up." The male huffed out a lustful growl as he began to thrust, meeting her body with wet, hungry slaps. Sasha threw her head and nearly roared out her pleasure as the male began to hammer her. Thighs shook with the impact of his first thrust before the dragoness braced herself on all fours. Her body was moving without her having to think about it. Up and down as she tried to sate her need.

While she would get to her finish at the pace she was going, Cal was speeding things along nicely. With his position he was able to pound two thrust into her for each of her bounces. She was working as quick as she could, but the male was just hammering her without mercy or end. Normally, it would take everything she had to just hang on and ride it out, but her heat was giving her strength that she wouldn't have been able to muster before. Arms and legs shook as her climax built then burst free in a matter of seconds. She could only throw her head back and gasp with her gut-wrenching climax as the male kept pounding away.

Her arms trembled as they fought between the urge to simply collapse and the need to keep herself upright so she could keep watching. Teeth ground as she hissed, forcing herself to stay focused even while her entire body was shaking with the force of her climax. Her head rolled around before focusing blurry eyes on the mirror.

Cal had his legs pushed up against hers, spreading them nice and wide. His stance let him put the full force of his legs and that strong core into each motion as he rutted her towards a second orgasm in as many minutes. More importantly, it let her watch as his lovely member took her. Heavy balls bouncing with each meeting of their bodies, knot growing. If she strained her ears, she could just make out the wet popping of that bulge as it grew. Eyes locking in on it his thrusts grew shorter and sharper.

Legs fought to keep riding him, but his hands refused to let her. Fingers tightened their grip on her hips and shoved down. If she wasn't already shaking from nose to tail, she would've been able to fight off, keep him from sinking himself balls deep into her. As it was, her legs gave out after just little pressure and his knot forced its way into her with a gut-wrenching pop that made her screen to the heavens. She forced herself to stay upright, eyes locked on their joining.

Holy fuck! She could see his knot growing, stretching her pussy. The dragoness's arms shook as the male snarled under her and pressed up tight. His blows came faster, harder, balls slapping wetly against her petals. There was that pinch again, the pressure from deep inside her. It wasn't as bad this time, but it still made her entire form jitter and try to pull away. There was no escaping now, not that his knot was full size and stretching her so wonderfully. Her eyes widened when his heavy balls began to jump, pumping his seed int the condom.

She shook with her climax, huffing groaning as his finish prolonged hers for just a bit longer. Long enough that when she finally came down, she practically collapsed back against him with a strained gasp and a huff. Cal's purr rang in her ears as his hands stroked along her hips and across to her quaking belly. A gentle touch to her clit made her jump with a hiss, an electric jolt leaping from her button and through her core. "Sensitive," he purred, kissing her neck as she went limp against him. "I'll keep that in mind."

"Holy," she managed to gasp after the last traces of her peaks started to wear down, "fuck."

"Don't think I've ever heard you curse like that, it's cute." He chuckled, kissing her neck. "Should do it more often, Sas." Cal tilted his head when she didn't reply. Usually she tried to keep her cursing down and would have some come back after. This time, just soft breathing. Then a snore.

"Out like a light," he said with a smothered yawn. "And they say guys pass out after sex." Wrapping his arms around her, he rolled onto his side, spooning up tight behind her for the second time that evening.

No way he'd be able to get to sleep with the light on though. Turning, he found himself looking at that mirror. Sasha had that thing for a long time, and while it hadn't always been at the foot of her bed it had been down there for a good number of years. Could it be that his sweet little step-sister...

A smile curled across his lips as he turned off the light and settled down. Well, time to find out tomorrow.