Cultures and Masturbation Tutorials.
The dragoness kept moaning in heat. I wonderd why she wasn't pawing off already.
Hey, I can tell you are aroused... - I said. - Why don't you, you know, play with yourself?
Do girls play with themselves? - she asked.
Yes! All the time, just like males! - I tailwagged.
She looked down.
I don't need it... - said the dragoness, blushing.
C'mon, I'll teach you how! - I said getting up and feeling myself get stiff with the idea of fingering a female.
I don't need it she insisted.
Without warning, I glomped her and inserted two fingers into her pussy. She gasped loudly.
What are you doing, son of Demiurgus? - she shouted.
Fingering you I said, my stiffy rubbing against my diaper everytime she squirmed with me on her belly.
As she felt how good it was, she ended up giving in to my malicious fingers. I was layong on her belly, fingering her pussy while she stared at my diaperbutt and wagging tail.
She relaxed while I giggled, touching and rubbing her inner walls, finger her clit, while her perfect scent could make a gayfur change to straight right away.
It feels nice... - she said.
Glad you like, cute... - I replied. - It's called fingering. I remember when I once taught a friend how to masturbate. I find it awful, why do furs need to learn this? - when I said this, I inserted my fingers further. - It's part of life, part of your body, you are supposed to learn by yourself.
The dragoness blushed.
Son of Demiurgus, ideas work in a different way, but I guess I can understand your friend... - she said.
I looked back at her, giving a pause. She continued:
Your culture is wrong, terribly wrong, especially in the cities. The population receive a harsh education, they learn to be ashamed of their animal side and to live according to rules made to frustrate this side. When your inner animal shows up, you don't know what to do. Your culture replaced instinct with reason and the furries tend to look for tutorials on how to deal with sexuality, as it's harshly repressed by those who own ideologic power.
I looked down.
In my case, me and the idea of dragon born at same time, we learned everything together, including yiff. We had each other all the time, swe never really learned how to please ourselves without the presence of the other. That's why we don't know how to masturbate.
I'll be glad to teach you, just like I taught to my friend I said, smiling and tailwagging, resuming my fingerjob.
She relaxed while the shadow covered our aroused bodies. While I rubber her insides, I reached a point that is very sensitive. I could tell that by her expression.
Oh, it's great! - she said between a moan and another.
I worked there, rubbing that spot while she clenched her muscles around my fingers. I had an idea and, with my other paw, I started to stimulate her tailhole. In no time, I could bring her to the edge.
It's my climax! - she shouted.
I stopped right before she could reach it.
Why you stopped? - she asked.
I stood on her belly.
Don't you want to do it by yourself? - I asked.
Her arousal was subsiding when she decided to actually finger herself, feeling weird about doing that in front of a total stranger.
You said you used to yiff with the idea of dragon I said. - Try to mimic his movements.
She kept fingering herself, moaning, rubbing that itching spot I had stimulated while her tail fondled her backdoor. I rubbed my diaper front.
Good, good I said.
Thank you, cub she said, going to her climax once again.
Let it all out I said, showing my thumb in a positive gesture.
She came, the grass got soaked with her fluids. I smiled and pet her shoulder.
Good girl, good girl... - I repeated.
The wind blew again, causing her to shiver. The time still didn't seemed to pass. The grass was now stained with her liquids and a bit of urine that escaped. The sun was still high. She was in such heat because the idea of dragon was stealed by someone.