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Broken Secrets

Chapter Ten

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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Car had his arm around his girlfriend, on the sofa at their place, relaxing together, when his phone pinged with a new message. And it could only be one dragoness who would be sending him such kinky, delightful things...

Without letting Fyr see the screen (she was half-asleep on him anyway), he peered at the message, the light from the TV reflecting off his muzzle even as it partially illuminated his features. It was late and he didn't expect her to be up too, though Sasha was always on his mind when he wasn't around her, even though Car's attention, quite fairly, should have been on the dragoness he was dating, the one that he was in a relationship with. But just where did his attention lie when he was split between two dragons and two different worlds?

Sasha: I've got something here for you...

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He swallowed hard as he read the message, fingers darting across the phone, the touch screen, as Fyr's head slipped down to his chest.

Carenath: Have you opened it yet?

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Sasha: No... I want to open it with you.

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A picture of a box, so innocuous in brown cardboard, followed. It could have been anything, but the mere sight of that box, containing the very first sex that he would have the chance to use "back there", sent his heart pounding into overdrive.

"Are you okay, Carenath?" Fyr said, lifting her head sleepily from his chest. "I didn't think this movie was that scary..."

It wasn't scary at all, just some kind of thriller, but he pretended to grumble and make a fuss about "not being scared" all the same, pretending that he'd been into it. In all honesty, he had not been all that taken by it, which was funny, considering the name of the movie.

When they retired that evening, he lay awake, his cock in his paw, though he'd rolled onto his side so that his fingers could toy with and play around his tail hole, teasing the sensitive nerve-endings there. He still hadn't told Fyr about wanting that kind of thing and the whole fact about him being bisexual, not sure what her reaction would be. She probably wouldn't have a problem with it, but he'd heard far too many horror stories about those coming out as bi having an even harder time of it than gay guys - or lesbians for that matter. He didn't have much experience in that matter and he'd much rather keep his maw shut for the sake of a quiet life.

It would come out, all in time, but not that night, not as he slipped a finger into his tail hole, stifling his gasp against the pillow. It was quiet there, too quiet, though Carenath used the steadiness of her sleeping inhales and exhales to hold himself to a pace and a rhythm too.

In...and out. It was easy like that, taking away the pressure of it, for he wanted to be "ready" - yet how the hell could he be "ready" for something that he'd never done before? No one was ever ready for something like that! He remembered what Sasha had said, however, about it being fun, that it was supposed to be fun, and him taking her under her tail most certainly hadn't seemed to hurt her at all.

The dragon blushed heavily, scales prickling with tell-tale heat. Maybe Sasha would reach around and give him a handjob while she was using the strap-on toy with the harness on him? God, that would be hot...

He didn't know which one Sasha had ultimately ended up buying, because he'd left the bit that would be for her comfort up to her. He didn't want to inadvertently choose something, after all, that would look smoking hot and yet not give her the comfort for the act that she required. He didn't want anything to dig into her hips or even not sit comfortably inside her, like that weird "double-ended" type that slotted inside a dragon's pussy and then curved around to the front like a faux-penis. Car didn't understand that one, but there was still plenty that he could look into regarding what was best there, simply doing his best.

His finger moved about inside him, though he could not find his prostate as he'd read up online. That was frustrating, even if it felt good, Car never quite considering how many sensitive nerve-endings there were around his tail hole. Huffing and puffing as quietly as he could, he focused on the feel of his cock instead, how the skin of his uncut shaft pulled back and forth as he moaned quietly.

Quiet... Yes. He had to be quiet. If he woke Fyr, of course, a quickie in the middle of the night would go down well, but, luckily for him, it was often easy enough for him to sneak around without waking her. Regardless of what she said, she was a terribly deep sleeper, so much so that it had rather caught him by surprise the first few times it had happened that he'd struggled to wake her.

His paw worked over his cock, though he shouldn't have gone as far as to climax, only realising what he was doing when it was too late to hold back. He shot his load into the bed, coating the sheets around his crotch, struggling not to moan, struggling not to curse, struggling not to do anything except to be as quiet as possible. The drake's eyes bulged, wide and glassy, though worry tangled with amusement at what he had done, one finger still, very gently, penetrating his anal ring.

That amusement threatened to bubble up even more as Fyr rolled over, completely out for the count, straight into the wet spot that he had made, the dragoness none the wiser. Car clapped a paw over his snout to stop himself from laughing aloud, though there was nothing he could do about it, hoping that she wouldn't realise what was on her scales before her shower the next morning.

Risky activities, it seemed, played more into his liking than Carenath had previously realised...

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Sasha teased Car all day the following day at work, the drake squirming at his desk. Although he had started off doing basic accounting, he had split his course to investigate computing too, the tech and code writing side especially appealing to him. It was a good thing that that was the sort, of course, he could use to supplement his work in the evenings, learning and throwing himself into studying more so than he had in actual college, though it was a degree too that he would get at the end of it if he continued down that line. He was at a good stage in life to spend some time learning what he wanted to do with his life and he reasoned with himself that the more he learned the better chance he stood later in life. He'd seen a little, though not too much, of how changeable things could be. He always wanted something to fall back on, feeling as if the very ground itself was unsteady under his feet.

Maybe that was something to do with growing up, becoming an adult. Even if he'd been an adult for several years, that did not mean that he was behaving and acting like one. Fyr, in that respect, made him a better drake, made him want to knuckle down and to do it for her, to be the kind of dragon that she would want to be with, well, forever. Sleeping with Sasha complicated that matter further, yet his heart was with both, all in such a way that he could not find suitable words to put to it.

Could he really like them both at the same time?

Carenath: Hey, babe. I'm going to be late tonight, I'm so sorry. Work's gotten busy and I have my course after.

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Fyr: Of course, hon - let me know you get there safe!

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She was sweet, so sweet. Maybe Fyr would not have been sweet if she had known that her boyfriend was in fact packing up his stuff at the end of the day to drive over to her mother's house, that he'd fucked her mother in her very own bedroom. Practically every room in the house too, but that was beside the point when it came to the grand scheme of things and what manner of betrayal was truly at play there.

He didn't think of it, however, not as he knocked on Sasha's door before trying the lock; of course, he found it unlocked, the dragoness surely waiting on him inside.

"Sasha? Are you there?"

His heart hammered and Car swallowed, though it was purely as his mouth was on the dry side, nervous anticipation clawing at the pit of his stomach, not due to trepidation of any kind. He wanted it, he knew that much, but the groan that rose forth from the depths of the house didn't quite sound as alluring as he might have liked it to be.

"Up here..."

She sounded weak - that could not be right. Carenath left his bag and coat in a pile by the door, taking the stairs two at a time as he headed up to see what was wrong, his heart aflutter for very much the wrong reasons that time around.

"Sasha?"

Running water. He paused, pressing lightly on the cracked door of the bathroom, revealing the blue dragoness within looking a little pale about her cheeks, more so than he would have expected. She rinsed her hands off from soap suds, giving him a weaker, more watery smile than usual.

"Hey, hon, sorry about that."

Carenath stepped inside, his paws half-raised, not quite knowing what to do.

"Is something wrong? You don't look right. Do you need to go to the doctor?"

"No, no... No, it's all quite alright, I think I might have eaten something that doesn't agree with me. I've been nauseous at odd times lately. Do you think it might be that new Indian food place that we've been picking up takeaway from?"

Car pursed his lips, his head tilted a little to the side.

"Maybe... Fyr does get a bit sensitive to that too. We should eat something else next time. Or I can cook for both of you using one of the recipes you showed me!"

Sasha smiled, a little more brightly that time.

"That would be nice, hon. Come on, let's go sit down and have a glass of something to relax us."

Car hesitated doubtfully, tail brushing up against her side.

"Sasha, if you're not well, we don't have to do anything either. And should you really be drinking if you're not feeling up to much?"

Sasha laughed and shrugged him off.

"I'm already feeling better, don't worry about me! And there's nothing in the stomach that a little gin and tonic won't settle."

Maybe she was right and maybe she was wrong, but there was not much that he could do with such a strong-minded dragoness. In that way, Fyr reminded him a lot of Sasha, seeing a part of the blue dragoness reflected in what the red dragoness had taken on and learned from her. He couldn't help but admire it, even if he wished too that Sasha would just sit down and rest.

He sorted them drinks in the kitchen, intentionally making her gin and tonic a little shorter and weaker than usual, though the oriental gin and flavouring would cover it up. With a touch of ginger too in the glass, it concealed that there was anything different about it other than a touch of luxury, while he attempted, even if on the slyer side, to help her stomach feel a little better too. His drink was similar, even though he might have preferred a beer. Sasha was even turning him on to some rather nice red wines lately, but he would always have his main preferences, one way or another.

Sasha, however, recovered more quickly than she had thought she would, back to her normal self. There was a sense of relief about her, as if her body had done what it needed to do, though she looked at Carenath with fresh lust in her eyes. She couldn't very well have him over for the evening, after all, without showing him what new toys she had had delivered the day before...

"So, Car..." She purred, wiggling the tip of her tail seductively up against his. "Do you want to see what's in the box?"

He grinned, setting his drink back down on the coffee table after taking a sip, enjoying the flavours bursting on his tongue, tonic water fizzing pleasantly.

"Of course... I've been thinking about it all day. I just wanted to see what you had and how you'd look...you know, in whatever it was that you bought for you, the harness or something."

He fumbled a little with his words, but it was not a time where he had to worry about being prim and eloquent, for he could simply be himself when he was around Sasha, simply who he needed to be and no more than that. She chuckled at his eagerness, though neither would she have denied that she was a little nervous too as she fished up the box from down the side of the sofa.

"Kao's not here, don't worry," she assured him, even as she neatly slit the tape on the box with her claws. "So, we're not going to be disturbed. All is well..."

Carenath knew that all was well and sealed the deal with a kiss, his tongue tangling with hers, tasting her mixed in with the gin, the flavourful pop of it. It was alluring, so much so that he could have borne her back on the sofa and taken her at once - but that night was very much for a different kind of taking. It was a night for learning and experimentation, something that Carenath did not realise that he had been craving for far, far too long.

They opened the box together, finding it tastefully packed in bubble wrap and tissue paper inside, as if what lay within was supposed to be a gift for both. He liked that, rather a lot, in fact, simply as it was supposed to be a special moment, the kind of time that he would remember forever and reminisce about when he was older. Perhaps not to his children, that was fair, but with his partner, his lover, chuckling about the very first time that he took "something up under his tail".

At least, that was how Car imagined it. He wanted it to be special, even though he knew too that one's first time, regardless of what it was, could not always be perfect. The dragon still hoped it would be, a tiny sliver of the hopeless romantic deep down inside him. Funny how even that could pair up with anal sex with his girlfriend's mother too...

"Oooh, this one looks nice."

Sasha couldn't help but be interested in the toys, not having bought anything new for her personal use for quite some time. There was not much need in that, not when she had Car there with her, holding up a small and tastefully shaped dildo layered with three ridges. It gave the impression that the toy had plate scales, like some dragons did running down their fronts and bellies, allowing for a little extra stimulation without being overly intimidating. Car grunted and shivered, blushing a little.

"It's not that big, I'm sure I could take that one..."

Sasha grinned.

"Oh, don't worry about that - I made sure everything was prepared!"

She whipped out a giant (at least that's how it looked to Car) tub of lube with a pathetically small nozzle at the top, a pump top that appeared to be able to deliver a tiny amount of the tub at any time. His jaw dropped, giggles rising within him, bubbling up with greater and greater urgency, insisting that he let them out. Yet Sasha shared every last drop of his laughter as if it was something that she had not had for herself in many years, despite having laughed and loved life so much more since seeing Car come into it as he had.

"Alright, alright, maaaaaybe I went a little overboard on the size - but it was a good deal! I'll use it too!"

Car chortled, wiping tears of relieved mirth from his eyes.

"What, with your giant extra-extra-extra large size queen dildo? God, I'd love to see you take something like that - but damn!"

Her eyes smouldered, serious through her amusement.

"Oh, honey... That could be arranged. You haven't seen every trick of this dragoness yet."

He squirmed, uncomfortable but in a good way, as if his stomach was being twisted up into knots and released again, all repeatedly, panting lightly as he licked his lips.

"Alright..." Wow, she really knew how to get him hot under the collar, twisting his head back and forth, wishing that he had more of a collar to tug out from his scales. "So... The toys..."

They went through the box, though it was rather a large box for what was actually in there. There were a couple more toys to try out in there, Sasha admitting that she wanted to make sure that they had a nice selection to play with. Three dildos, each a little larger than the last, greeted them, along with a strap-on harness that was like a pair of underwear that Sasha could just slip on and step into, a hole in the front with a ring for the toy. But the final one was the most interesting to him now that he could see it and hold it in his paws.

"Oh... Oh, this might be nice..."

He turned the "feeldoe" over in his paws, the shaft moderate, while the bulb that would sit inside Sasha while in use was a little squishy. It was not perfectly smooth either with little nodules where it would supposedly grind and tease over her clit while in use, a dildo that could be slotted into her pussy and then allowed the shaft to protrude forward before her crotch, like a fake penis.

He shivered, her lips on his neck, tugging, nipping teasing, pulling his scales out lightly from his body. No love bites, there at least, would be left behind, however, not in their need for secrecy and discretion in their liaisons.

They could only do what they could do, sharing a kiss before words could bear to sully the air between them. Their tongues tangled, lusts rising, Car's heart beating so hard and fast against Sasha's chest that she feared, if only briefly, that she had frightened him, that she had sent him tumbling head over heels in a tangle of wings and tail into fear instead of lust.

But, no... No. That would never be so between them, Car's trust shining through in his eyes, breath mixing with hers as he pulled back only enough to murmur.

"Let's take this to the bedroom, shall we?"

"Oh, so suave..."

She took his offered arm gallantly, although they could not walk up the stairs together, their drinks hardly touched and, considering all else that was to come, forgotten for the moment. Truly, they had more interesting things to take their attention at that time and that could not be helped, though there would be hopefully a way to re-mix their drinks so that they would at least be drinkable later, if not...well... It didn't really matter.

They stripped clothes from one another's bodies softly and lovingly, Sasha admiring the shape of his abdominal muscles as she raised his arms over his head to remove his undershirt. The office, he had told her, could be a bit on the nippy side with the air conditioning on, so his button-up shirt was not always enough. She tried only not to show her frustration at having so many layers to strip from him, murmuring softly, her claws tracing down him, following the lines and definition of his muscles.

"God, you are gorgeous, Car..." She growled, lust rising, passion twisting and curling deliciously in the pit of her stomach, though it was only the prelude for something more. "Do you even know how good looking you are?"

"I don't know," he quipped right back at her cheekily. "Maybe you should go ahead and tell me one more time?"

She swatted him, but sex was never meant to be deadly serious all the time, as hot as it could be, for obvious reasons. They could laugh between kisses, giddy on the excitement of trying something new, enjoying the moment exactly as it was presented to them. It didn't have to be anything else and Sasha, perhaps, loved it even more for that, the enjoyment of everything simply cascading over her like a cool shower.

It was refreshing, even more so to kiss Car and let their natural lust rise, his cock swelling with blood and throbbing wantonly. He groaned, on his back, though she rested her pussy over his face, kneeling astride his head facing back down the length of his body, letting him distract himself by eating her out. His muzzle had become a frequent fixture down there of late, though she wanted him to see just how her pussy could stretch around a nice, thick cock too. That couldn't be seen when it was him penetrating her, though Sasha could not have said that there was any desire in her for anyone other than Car. Just the toys, letting him see and experience something kinkier, a little voyeuristic delight.

Her maw descended over his cock as the drake slurped into her, feeling how his flesh pulsed, pumping out drop after drop of pre-cum already. He could not have hidden his lust from her and the excitement of the moment even if he'd had any inclination to, though Sasha wondered if there was something more to it than that. Maybe, in time, all would come to light, but she was happy to be with Car exactly as she was, where it was all enough.

He groaned into her pussy, head swimming, enveloped with her sweetly musky scent. There was a hint of sweat on her scales, right up between her legs where the glands were located on dragons, though they were fortunate that it was not as if they would openly sweat from between their scales all over their bodies. It helped them to be able to release that bit of heat somewhere else, other than hanging their jaws open, tongues flickering in and out, for it did make them look a little silly during the summer months when they did it without thinking.

But that was not an issue to be worried about right then as he dug his tongue into her nectar, aching for more. Foreplay was fine, but the presence of those toys on the bed beside them seared through his mind, knowing that they were there, that there was more to come, that he would soon not be an anal virgin.

It couldn't with a dragoness, didn't it? Yes... Yes, it was silly to think of it otherwise! Sex was sex, regardless of whether it was with a drake or a dragoness. Her tongue wound around his cock, caressing the length, though he still marvelled at how she was able to get it down and around the very base. She was a dragoness, as he had said many times before, of many considerable talents...

"Can we..."

He pulled back with a grunt, her lips sliding from his shaft in a slurp of saliva.

"Mmm?"

Car blushed, but the meaning was clear, despite his tongue practically being tied up somewhere in the region of his throat. His heart hammered, blood roaring sickeningly, turning over, though in the sense that he felt like he was about to drop over the edge of a rollercoaster, screaming to the drop. It was anticipation not nervousness in the sense that he wanted to change his mind about everything, Sasha lying back on the bed with him, shoulder to shoulder, the lube on the bedside table.

"Alright... Let's do it together!" She grinned, eyes sparkling with such light that he could not help but be caught up in her infectious enthusiasm. "Try this one, hon, it'll be easier to get started with..."

Of course, it was the smallest toy at five usable inches or so, a flared base suggesting that it could be slotted into the underwear-harness thing too. He didn't know what to call it! But he didn't have to know as he took it in hand, Sasha cheekily popping her own toy into her maw, giving him a prime view of what a blowjob could look like from another angle.

"Mmm..."

She moaned openly around it, salivating as she suckled it into her maw, a little less careful of her teeth than she usually would have to be, getting it all nice and wet. Of course, that was not needed, not really, not when she had the lube there to help her out, but she wanted to put on a show, slurping and running her tongue along it, the smooth length a little curved to a tapered point and defined head.

Yet, as sexy as her show was, it was not enough to stop Carenath from taking his own toy in hand, pumping out a good, thick dollop of lubricant, which clung viscously to his palm, somehow managing to hold a blob-like shape.

"Huh..."

It was new and it was different, the drake giving it his best shot as he spread it over the toy, though even the act of lubing up the dildo was oddly sexual, all in a way that he had never considered. He ran his paw over it, fascinated by the feel of the shaft, how the head fit the crook of his fingers perfectly, the toy small, but more than large enough for his first time. Maybe he would have done better to have something even smaller, but at the very least he had Sasha there to help and to guide him.

"Now..." She led the way, showing him how to position the toy, her feet planted into the bed to bend her knees up and away from the mattress. "Do this...and relax. The tip should be pressed just up to your pucker, and you can stay there for a moment. There's no rush."

Car tried it, though a part of him wanted to watch what Sasha was doing even more than to feel the toy pressing up under his tail. His breath caught, chest juddering with a hitch, but the moment was right, his tail hole relaxing as he pressed on, squeezing a centimetre inside.

"Ohhhh..."

Sasha grinned.

"Just like that, honey... Take your time, enjoy it... That's making your cock throb so much, Car."

He hadn't even noticed, not as his cock ached and pulsed, dripping pre-cum over his lower abdomen, though it didn't seem rhythmic. That did not matter, not strong enough to command his attention, breathing more harshly, heat rushing to different parts of his body. How could he be so tight back there? Ah - but he hadn't allowed time for his body to relax and accept what it would only consider an intruder. It had to be slow, as Sasha showed him, though she had become more practised with a toy since their first anal fun together.

That was kinda hot too...in a new way, a way that had him squeezing centimetre after centimetre of the dildo inside him, gasping as the light ridges popped in, feeling everything in more intimate detail than he could ever have imagined possible.

"Ah..." He struggled with words, tongue hanging out of his muzzle. "Does...it feel like this when I...fuck you?"

Sasha grinned.

"Good, isn't it? Anal is different, not so wet as pussy... It's not meant for penetration like that, but it doesn't stop it feeling good. It'll feel even better for you when we can get it deeper, press up inside..."

He knew what she meant, but it felt too good to stop and to think about the details, breathing as slowly and as deeply as he could. He moaned aloud, not hiding his lust, how all those sensitive nerve-endings sparked off all at once. How could something so small feel so damn good?

The dildo was the perfect size for his first time, though he had to work it a little to get it in up to the deepest point, not quite having used enough lube. It was good though, as he worked it back and forth, wondering how he could quite mimic thrusts with it. Next time, perhaps, he would use it on Sasha, see how it moved within her pussy.

Of course, those toys had been used on their backdoor entrances, so they could not easily be swapped to Sasha's pussy, for getting sick in that way was not something that either of them honestly fancied. But there would be plenty more in Sasha's small toy collection to see about something more lustful, a little something different, Car's mind already drifting all over the place, panting, moaning, only Sasha's paw on his shoulder stilling him.

"Unff... What?"

"Come here, take a break," she advised softly, a smile tugging at her lips. "I'll show you..."

She rolled onto all fours, resting one elbow on the bed while the other arm reached back around to manipulate the toy. With her moan, she rocked back onto it, grunting, groaning, showing him how good it was for her, though, to be fair, it was not as good as him fucking her in the arse. Sasha wasn't so sure that any toy could honestly compare to that.

Car copied her, though it was Sasha who led the way, imagining that every thrust of the toy into her tail hole was his cock. The dildo she had, of course, was not quite as thick around as Car, for he was surprisingly thick - and perhaps not the first real shaft that she should have taken into her tail hole. But she'd wanted it, at the time, and still wanted him, groaning and panting. There was nothing like something stretching out her tail hole to make her feel like a slut, as if she should have been begging and panting for it, even though she got what she wanted either way.

Their eyes met and her heart did that funny thing of feeling like it was skipping a beat, her lower jaw slightly slack. Right then and there, toys alone and mutual masturbation, even if she was guiding him, was not enough as Car rolled onto his back, blushing heavily, scooting the edge of the bed along with her.

"Come on, all the way up here, honey..."

Sasha smiled and patted the very end of the bed, setting the toy aside and taking the medium-sized one. Six inches - she didn't have to use it all. The online ad had said right as it fit into the "harness underwear" perfectly, Sasha glad that she could just slide them up like pants, for it made things less fiddly than she thought messing with the straps of the other could have been. They'd try it, when they were a little more clued-up on it, for there was one thing she believed between them more than anything else and that was that they would have plenty of time together.

How she knew that? Well...no one could say...

She eased the underwear into place, the ring at the front holding the dildo comfortably, though it did pull down a little under the weight of the silicone. That could not be helped, but it was not something to worry about as she purred and blew Car a kiss, imagining how hard his heart must have been pumping at that very moment.

"Relax, darling, you're going to love this," she crooned to him, taking her time in lubing it up. "You can see everything from this angle... You guide me, tell me if you want more, less, slower... We go at your pace."

Yet they should have known that there would not be that many issues after they had already started off so slowly and gently, Car nodding to her, his legs pulled back. On his back, he bent his knees as if he was going to draw them up to his chest, holding his breath as he peered down the length of his body to where Sasha was poised with the tip of the dildo pressed to his tail hole. Only when he nodded and exhaled, letting go of that tension did she press in, giving him his first real anal experience from another dragon.

He was tight, she could feel that, though she took it slowly, watching how he grunted and twitched, clenching his jaw, trying to bear through more than he strictly had to. That was not the way of it, not for Carenath, not when he could enjoy so much more with her.

"Easy now, honey... All okay... Do you want me to pull out?"

But Car shook his head vehemently, scrambling and reaching for her, though he could not quite clasp her paw in such a position. The moment was right for her to thrust, however, slow, smooth strokes teasing him, pound after pound gaining a touch of momentum, though Sasha treated her younger lover with the utmost care. Almost as if he was more breakable than she was, though there was a delirious sense of power and lust to be had in pegging another dragon. It ached through her as her fingers twitched, following Car's moans as his cock throbbed obviously, drooling pre-cum.

Carenath was not privy to that, but all he knew was mind-numbing lust, feeling as if he was constantly on the edge of orgasm, all the muscles in his body wanting to tighten and tense, scales tingling strangely. He'd never felt that before, not in that way, even itching around the base of his horns, breath raking through his windpipe, his throat tight, shoulder blades pushed back into the bed. The only part of him that hung limp was his tail, dangling over the end of the bed, for there was no part of the dragon's being that made him want to possibly clamp his tail up and over his tail hole.

No... No, he wanted that pucker exposed to Sasha's thrusts, the smooth dildo that she was using rounded at the tip, easy to penetrate him, though Car didn't feel as if he'd needed as much lube as she'd used. It was there though, slippery and slick, painting his scales as her thrusts forced drops out of him.

"Mmm..." He stretched his arms out over his head, relishing in sensation, getting into it. "Yes... More... H-harder... You can go...harder..."

He blushed to say such a thing. It had been a long time since those words had crossed his mind even in the permit of a fantasy. It had felt wrong to hear those words from a dragoness like Fyr, for she was not even that kinky - not so far. From him, however? Oh, that was hot, as if he was getting a dragoness or a drake to fuck him like there was no tomorrow, to take him with such wild abandon that all that would be left of them after sex would be a hot sweaty tangle of scales and tails.

Fuck...

Fuck, that was hot.

He egged Sasha on, stretching out and arching his back a little, though his glutes and thighs ached, keeping him in position while she fucked him. Showing off his muscles and flexing for her had the dragoness thrusting on, growling softly, her tongue flickering out, repeatedly, to lap and lash against the side of her muzzle.

"Oof... Car... Car... Car, you're so hot... Stretch out like that for me again, please? Flex...mmmph...for me?"

She panted heavily, heat prickling through her, though the type of strap-on that she was using was not enough to get her off, rather than balancing her, she rubbed it desperately between her thighs. It was too hot to be where she was, looking down at the younger dragon, his fit body, his flexed muscles... God, he was something to drool over alright!

It was too much for her, driven made with lust, no longer at all questioning whether she was doing the right thing, for those thoughts still cropped up from time to time. He was her daughter's boyfriend, after all, but there was only so much that she honestly felt she was capable of holding back from - particularly when Car's needs simply matched up so very well with her own. The drake's moans carried her forward, his cock throbbing and drooling, yet she could not tell how many thrusts it would take to get him spurting in the air. His cock had not even softened with the unusual penetration as she had thought it might have...

Finally, she could bear it no longer, grabbing the feeldoe from the box nearby and pulling back from Carenath just as he was grinding up to her, the drake shocked to suddenly be so empty. Yet all would be swiftly made right with the world as Sasha hurriedly shoved the underwear-harness down to replace it with the feeldoe. It slipped into her easily, her sex soaked with her juices, the urgency of her need rendering her clumsy. Yet she was far from clumsy as she positioned herself back between Carenath's legs, the smooth tip of the toy at his tail hole.

There was more than enough lube left there, however, his anal ring stretched and prepared, for her to slip inside. Although it would not often take lube to prepare for a real cock, it was imperative when it came to toys like that, something that required a little extra slickness to tease safely right up where they belonged. She drove deep, trusting him to tell her if something was wrong, but the drake's deep, full-throated grown more than easily chased any concerns from her mind.

"Oh, fuck yes!"

He howled out his climax as if it was his first time all over again. Truthfully, it was a first time of a sort, moaning, grunting, rolling his hips up to her, again and again, even though he wasn't in any position to do so there, heaving, panting, crying out her name. His arse tightened shockingly around the feeldoe toy as if he was clamping down on it, the dragoness still thrusting, though he made her job considerably harder for her. She grunted as she powered on, though Car was too far gone to realise that she too was in the throes of climax, hips juddering and jerking up as close to him as they could go.

And his seed... Wow. Only later would he see the full extent of his orgasm, how he'd splattered the scales of both his belly and his thighs, somehow, with his cum. It was the most powerful orgasm he had ever had, even though he always thought that every time he had a stronger orgasm. It left him weak and shaky in the best of ways, panting as if he had just surfaced after being underwater for a very long time.

He moaned, whimpering, lying back, Sasha helping to get him further up the bed, a pillow under his head, though she was more than a little weak at the knees too. Still, she was in a better physical position than he was, cooing to him and murmuring, though she just about managed to hold back from singing him a soothing lullaby. As much as old, motherly instinct forced her into the knee-jerk reaction, it was not something, she was sure, that would go down very well there.

"Wow... Sasha..."

"Hm?"

She rested against him, Car on his side, facing her, eyes half-lidded, sleepy and yet still awake.

"That was..." He exhaled softly, nuzzling her, though he could barely move, leaving the dragoness to wonder how much he was aching after all that. "Amazing... Amazing. So good. So amazing."

Sasha giggled, fluttering her eyelashes, discreetly easing the feeldoe from her pussy. It was kind of hot how it was still gleaming, a little, with the lube that had been up his arse.

"Really? Would you say...it was amazing?"

Car would have pushed her playfully, jostled her, if he had been at all in his right mind, though he was comfortable where he was, breathing slowly but surely deepening, evening out more. The dragoness brushed her fingers tenderly across his forehead. How could he look even sexier when he was on the edge of falling asleep? Yet the hour was getting late, even though they knew that they could not stay there up on her bed forever, Fyr surely waiting for him.

A little longer? Sasha's tail curled, something pulling within her chest. Maybe she could have him there for just a little longer?

Yet it was not worth risking their ruse, not by any means, not when it could have been cut terribly short. They still didn't know what they were going to do about that.

"You know you got to go back to Fyr tonight, Car," she said, stroking his back, relaxing close to him, her nose nearly touching his. "You can't stay here."

"Mmph..."

He agreed, but he was so tired, so sleepy, so comfortable... Wouldn't it be okay to rest his eyes for a little while? The drake drifted, warm and secure, safe where he was. His anal ring ached lightly, reminding him of what had come to pass, the dragoness dropping a kiss on his forehead.

"I'll wake you in twenty minutes, honey."

And, so, she would. But Car would not leave the house willingly, as much as he loved Fyr too. A dragon with his heart in two separate places was not a dragon who was in a stable place.

But Car didn't care.