Breeder Cooperation

Across the world, the sight of dragons was a rare one since, despite their not insignificant numbers, they rarely tended to make themselves known to humans or close to large cities or even small villages most of the time. If they did, they tended to fly far above the range of ballistae, catapults and whatever throwing weapons farmers could get their hands on, more to avoid the bother of fighting or getting in a tussle with a mage than for any real fear of human weapons. Thus, seeing a dragon on the ground calmly walking towards a small town was quite rarer, exceedingly so in fact. On the other hand, gryphons were a much more common sight in rural areas since they enjoyed sweeping in and getting their hands on cattle and livestock before disappearing in a flurry of brown feathers. Much like dragons, they avoided direct confrontation though with their lifestyle, it was much harder to completely prevent human attacks. For this reason, seeing a gryphon on the ground calmly walking towards a small town was quite rarer, exceedingly so in fact. Now, dragons and gryphons, they didn’t go along all that well: both claimed sovereignty over the skies, both were cause of great chagrin for the humans, both were long-lived, strong, somewhat skilled in magic (though dragons held the upper hand in most confrontations) and both didn’t like sharing spaces. Exactly for this reason, seeing a dragon and a gryphon together without any of them bickering or trying to harm the other was quite the odd sight, exceedingly so in fact. Each of those things together was quite incredible and would have warranted attention by any authority of any worth around the sighting, but when they were all put together they caused a magnifying effect that made them far, far, far greater than the mere sum of their parts.

“Get your muzzle away from my balls please, I can’t walk right if you keep at it.” Kane, the gryphon of this odd couple, chirped, half playfully and half annoyed, which only earned himself a nice long lick right in between the cleft of his twin churning orbs and a soft puff of hot air that made his cock flex and slap against his belly. “Mmh…”

“Shush, you know you love it.” Shale rolled his eyes, burying his scaled muzzle with even more sweaty gryph ballsack, letting his newfound lover’s sack drape over his muzzle, completely engulfing it in slick fur, the weight actually dragging his chin down as the soft rumbling mixed with his own purring in a wonderfully raunchy melody of studly virility.

“Ugh, dragons…” The gryphon was almost tempted to roll his eyes as well, or even to walk away from the other male, yet he didn’t, and why should he anyway? Shale’s tongue was warm, slightly coarse, long, and nimble enough to slather his sweaty, sweaty nuts in saliva one at a time. And those muzzle scales, so pebbly and gentle as they rubbed and teased his undersack. And the breath, the warm heated dragon breath as Shale breathed all over his balls, washing them with hot air. “Horny bastards.”

“Says the horse-fucker.” Shale huffed and moved upwards, sniffing his way from the cleft of the gryphon’s balls to his taint, giving it loving, raunchy kisses as it twitched and hummed, pumping fat wad after fatter wad of precum onto the grass beneath, then ever higher until he was burying his snout between the sweatiest pair of gryphon cheeks this side of the country. The sniff he took when he pressed his nose to that puffy, sweaty, twitching tailhole was so wildly perverted even Kane blushed a little, squawking like a maiden female getting eaten out for the first time.

“Says the other horse-fucker…” The gryphon grunted and clenched his rump muscles, trapping Shale for but a few moments inside a musky ass prison. When the dragon emerged, his muzzle was slick with ball and ass sweat, which he promptly licked clean.

“I fuck other stuff beyond horses: dragonesses are a favourite of mine.” The dragon murred and huffed proudly, his cock throbbing and slapping loudly against his belly scales. Kane rolled his eyes and flexed as well, making his own massive meaty spire slap against his belly, both cocks leaving wet, lewd, slick prints against their owner’s bodies in a perverted cacophony of virility only made lewder as the churning of balls and the splattering of precum synched with those heavy slaps. “Lots of dragonesses…”

“And I have my pick of gryphonesses too…” Kane cocked an eyebrow and smirked. “And anything else I set my eyes upon.” In a flutter of wings and feathers, the gryphon was no longer where he stood, instead he was a few feet away, both front limbs gripping tightly the twin ample hills of dragon rump, spreading them nice and wide. “Including prideful dragons.” He snorted, kneading Shale’s cheeks, making the other male’s tailhole yawn and close over and over again.

“And what if that dragon doesn’t want to be taken by a horny bird, hm? What then?” Shale purred and turned around, denying Kane the wonderful sight of dragon ass and the wonderful stench of dragon nuts wafting from below.

“Takes just a little convincing to make anyone spread legs for me.” The gryphon chirped and leaned in for a kiss, beak parted as the other male accepted the invitation. Tongues danced together in a raunchy choreography, one that tasted like balls and ass and cock and cum and sweat, of gryphon and dragon. The two had gone back and forth between playful banter and licking each other, over and over as if they just couldn’t stand being away from the newly found joy of worshipping a big fat juicy cock and balls. Saliva dripped down his chin and beak onto precum-soaked grass for long seconds. “Fuck… you’re hot.”

“Dragon perks…” Shale chuckled and jammed more tongue down the gryphon’s gullet, overpowering the avian’s far smaller and weaker tongue in but a few moments. Kane chirped and huffed, letting himself be dominated as his talons reached forward, grasping the very tip of the dragon’s meaty spire. “You’re hot stuff too…”

The praising and the kissing was making both males more and more randy, leaking up a storm beneath their bellies as buckets of precum spilled out of their cocks and pooled on the dirt road they’d been walking on for a while. Despite each of them having spilled literally hundreds and hundreds of gallons of thick virile cum and far more pre since their meeting that morning, they had yet to run out of either, as if they possessed unlimited stamina and libido. Far behind them, in a lonely farm, an entire herd of mares rested with cum bloated guts and stuffed pussies, the human female that tended after them filled with just as much as well as Shale’s eggs he’d laid in her; on the path they’d walked a trail of pre and spent cum mixed with beads of sweat, forming a line several miles long; to the front, far in the distance, lay a small town and every moan, grunt, every little break they took to kiss, make-out and grind and sniff and lick and worship the other only delayed the inevitable.

“MHH!” Kane chirped in Shale’s maw as his equine shaft throbbed and fired thick wads of cloudy precum all over his scaled lover’s belly and front, meaty slaps marking every gush and every splatter of virile essence onto the barren dirt road. “MHHhh ssssstoppppp…” The gryphon pulled back, a bridge of saliva connecting his beak to the dragon’s muzzle before falling under the cruel pull of gravity down to the soil. “Hhahah… you’re going to make me spill just from teasing…” As he said that, Shale reached below to grasp the gryphon’s flare, squeezing the fat bulk ever so gently as it belched loads of pre all over the dragon’s pebbly scales. “MH!!!!” Kane shivered from beak to the tips of his tail, feathers ruffled as he fought the overwhelming urge to buck in the grip around his cock and blow his load right then and there, essentially abandoning his pride as stud for a quick yet immensely rewarding orgasm. Yet he persevered and won over his own throbbing and overly full nethers.

“Seems to me like you’re spilling up a lot already, hm?” Shale licked his lips and then buried his muzzle under Kane’s neck, huffing and licking softly to tease the gryphon even more.

The dragon had perfected the art of being a tease, of pushing his lovers to maddening pleasure without even resorting to penetration, a skill honed in fifty years of wandering and bedding hundreds of females and more than a few dozen curious or confused males. On the other hand, Kane was aggressive in his love, strong and dominant as every gryphon ought to be: he took his lovers with energy and vigour and left them babbling messes wherever they ended up coupling, whether these lovers were other of his kin or the occasional herd of horses left unattended by their caretakers. Of course, even Shale was able to do that, but the subtle ways of teasing until someone collapsed with their nethers gushing madly was something very few even amongst dragons had learned. Kane endured the onslaught for a while longer, straining his loins to hold back the tide of virile seed that was about to be spilled with naught but kisses, licks, sniffs and gropes.

“S-s-ssssstopppp…!” Kane finally had enough and pushed himself away for good, taking a few steps back to make sure that the distance could not be crossed before he had the chance to react.

“Oh? Too much for you?” Shale licked his lips and huffed, tail reaching beneath his own belly to give his cock a quick few strokes, keeping it nice and lubed up with the abundant precum spilled every second.

“What? N-no?” The gryphon had no choice but to blush lightly at the (mostly true) accusation shot at him. Luckily, his reasoning was not without a basis as he pointed at the road from which they’d come. “We have visitors. Simple as.” He pointed his beak at the approaching silhouette of a horse and its rider. Shale seemed to buy the excuse which allowed Kane to have a few precious moments to compose himself and get his feathers preened properly after all the teasing and ruffling. “What shall we do? I don’t feel like dealing with a scared human today.”

“I have a good feeling that we won’t have that problem at all…” Shale sniffed the air and stopped using his tail to jack off, letting his mighty cock slap against his belly and drool pre all over the place without control with every throb. “I feel like the rider’s gonna be our new friend…” Another sniff and then a huff. “Oh yeah, another horsefucker is approaching.” His smirk grew bigger as the gryphon took a few sniffs as well, finding nothing but the musky stale air surrounding the two of them until the wind changed directions and blew a little of the incoming human’s scent towards them. It was a light fragrance hidden under the smell of fresh grass, the smell of arousal, female arousal. “Either that or she’s getting off to the precum trail we left and all the riding is making her horny.” Shale shrugged. “Whichever it is, I’m sure we’re going to have some… fun.” Kane nodded, joining in on the lewd chorus of belly slapping.

Shortly thereafter, the figure of the human and her ride appeared from behind a mighty cedar tree, jumping up and down along with the tempo of the horse’s light trot, a wonderful little thing that made her breasts bounce up and down. While neither dragons nor gryphons were granted by the gods the same sort of bountiful equipment that humans had, they were nonetheless able to enjoy the sight of them: the woman’s pair rose up and down, full and heavy, soft-looking and clearly bigger than they should’ve been on her small frame, like two bags of flour stashed in a far too small container, threatening to spill out. Her nipples were stiff and hard and her crotch looked as if it was damp with fluids. Her motions and the way she bit her lips confirmed Shale’s hypothesis: the human was horny and she was trying to get off by rubbing herself on the saddle. Had her ride been male and not female, the woman might’ve chosen to sate her need to fuck with a nice dose of meaty horsecock, but alas, she was not in luck and she was left using the erratic trot. The mare was not in the best of conditions either, her sharper senses had been swarmed with the stench of dragon and gryphon musk, pre and sweat for the past two miles, which had made her just as horny as the rider atop her, but far less able to sate her needs.

Upon seeing the two beasts standing in the middle of the road, human and horse stopped and then stood still, unsure of what to do, a most reasonable course of action given that normally such an encounter would spell doom for the weaker creatures. However, there was nothing normal about the entire thing, from the fact that dragon and gryphon were on the ground together to the fact that the females had been teetering close to the edge of an orgasm from scent and friction alone. With some effort, the woman straightened herself and slowly coaxed the horse to move forward. Drawn to the source of the stench that had tormented and enticed her for a while, the poor mare eagerly accepted the order, her tail high and her muff winking madly as trickles of juices flowed forth in a lewd cascade of arousal.

“Well well well, look who we have here.” Kane chirped softly and eyed the incoming pair, trotting his way to them as his cock proudly and loudly slapped against his belly, balls against his inner thighs. “Good afternoon miss.”

“Uhm…” The woman gulped softly and silently, clearly restraining herself, whether it was out of arousal at the thickening stench of breeder musk around her or out of fear for her life it was hard to tell.

“What? Cat got your tongue? I’m a good gryphon, I mean no harm at all.” He huffed and licked his beak, going around the mare in circles, making sure to thoroughly surround the two females with his scent, his own tail high, just high enough to let the human see glimpses of his sweaty, hefty backsack and sweatier ass when he turned away from her.

“Re-really?” The woman was clearly nervous and worried about her wellbeing, which was more than reasonable given the circumstances, yet, at the same time, her body was telling her something far different and far more… alluring than the most apparent danger in front of her eyes.

“Most definitely, in fact, the both of us are just having a nice stroll around, taking in the sights, enjoying the hospitality of the locals…” The gryphon chuckled and gave his partner in crime a wink, hinting at their earlier encounter with the farmgirl and her herd.

“Oh yes, we’ve just met with a very nice girl a little while ago, the one that has a farm and a very big herd of horses in her care.” As Shale mentioned the farmgirl, the woman in front of them seemed to relax a lot, be relieved even. The two studs picked up on the small cue immediately, masters of seduction, breeding and clever horny beasts that they were. “As a matter of fact, she was so nice for letting us stay with her all morning that we’ve left her a big present.”

“Present? What kind of present?” If the human had been a canine, her ears would’ve perked up in that moment as the word ‘present’ was thrown around.

Shale’s cock slapped against his belly, throbbing harder and stiffer as he thought of a million ways to handle the situation, all of them of increasingly more debauched perversion. The stench of cum and sex had thickened ten times over around the two now that they had been standing still, the puddles of pre underneath their bodies bigger and so warm that they nearly steamed in the cooling afternoon air.

“Well, my dear friend Shale here…” Kane pointed at the horny dragon, his claws accidentally guiding the woman’s eyes towards his big fat drooling dragoncock. “… has left her with the greatest present a dragon can offer: barrels of pure essence straight from the source.” He chirped, ‘accidentally’ leaving out that the barrels had been dumped in ten mares or so and inside the farmgirl’s womb along with several clutches of eggs she’d have to lay in the upcoming months. “Sadly she was so tired I wasn’t able to give her quite as much but I’ve also shown her my appreciation by helping her get a nice… uhm… gold shower afterwards.”

“Gold?” She tilted her head, wondering where the beast would keep gold pouches on his body but since she was no expert on such exotic creatures, she figured magic was at play. And, considering what Shale had done, she would’ve been right in guessing in such a way. Furthermore, it was common knowledge that any dragon worth the name had hordes full of riches and gold the likes of which entire kingdoms couldn’t be compared to. “So… she’s fine?”

“More than fine I’d say, she’s probably sleeping and soon she’ll be as rich as a human can be.” Shale nodded, proud of his hidden accomplishments. The girl would most likely be rich, if she were to find a way to get all of the cum she’d been crammed full of into a barrel and sold to anyone who wanted it, or even find a way to keep the hordes of little dragon hatchlings under her control and become a force to be reckoned with, stronger and more versatile than any band of knights.

Now that the girl had calmed down, the two studs were able to get closer, the mare she was riding on completely tamed by the overwhelmingly potent stench of male virility around to the point she was squirting freely all over her own thighs. The human didn’t look much better, her entire crotch soaking wet with arousal, though she herself didn’t seem to have noticed just how close to orgasm she was. Maybe it was the wariness towards the two beasts, maybe it was fear, or maybe she just didn’t know her body that well.

“Surely you know that humans consider themselves lucky when they tell the tales of how they met dragons and gryphons.” The girl nodded, well aware that most people thought themselves lucky after surviving a dragon attack, which meant that if things went as well as the two claimed, then one would’ve been extremely lucky and happy. “That’s because when no one tries to harm us, we reward them for being kind and gentle, most often with rare resources that can be sold for great sums. Surely you know what dragon blood and scales do for mages and how much they are sold for.” The girl nodded, completely unaware of the value of such things. “Well, your friend was so gentle and showed me such great hospitality I gave her an even better gift, which as my partner here said, is the purest essence I can make.” Shale licked his scaly lips and turned around, giving the human a first-class view of his backside, balls, taint, tailhole and sweaty bits in all of their musky glory. The blast of scents that wafted her way when he lifted his tail made her shiver and cum a little, such was the sheer intensity of Shale’s musk.

“F-fro-from there? But…” She stuttered, trying to compose herself as her pussy was set afire by the thick mind-clogging stench of sex around her. Her mare buckled and swayed, wetting herself right then and there. “Uhm… surely you jest…”

“Where else would essence be made?” Kane giggled and pressed his beak right in between the dragon’s fat orbs, making them churn, shake and gurgle visibly. “A dragon’s entire body is a treasure, few are worthy to defeat one and fewer receive the honour of being gifted essence, why else would it be so precious?” The gryphon chirped and casually helped the mare get down without falling or hurting the woman. “Poor thing, she must be tired, why don’t you rest a bit?” The human took the claw of the gryphon in her palm and descended from her ride, finding that she was even smaller compared to the beasts than she’d initially thought, small enough that she was almost at eye level with the gryphon’s mighty cock. “Gryphons are much the same, you know? Our feathers make the best arrows and for the best mounts in the world.” Shale didn’t have any trouble catching the double-entendre the other stud had quietly thrown out, already imagining himself riding the avian with all his might. “And our essence is also worth a lot.”

“Oh… uhm… I see…” So close to the feathered beast, her senses were fuzzy and muffled as if surrounded by cotton walls, yet her body was on fire and unbelievably sensitive.

“Aren’t prized equine studs brought all over the land to seed worthy mares? Is the fruit of their loins not worth ten times its weight in gold? Does it not make sense that a dragon’s or a gryphon's would be even more valuable?” Shale closed in and licked his lips, making the human tremble and shiver as the huge hulking beast loomed over her, his presence, his heat, his… scent all assaulting her with great power and no restraints. “Potions of virility and fertility for kings and queens, ever heard of them? Our essence is the main ingredient.” The dragon spouted off some old legend he’d heard from a curious human who had attempted to coax him into a very brash and frankly unrewarding experience decades ago: the man had approached him holding a crude bucket and pleaded Shale to give him some seed, even offered to milk the dragon himself but chickened out the moment all of Shale’s spire was fully unsheathed and leaking pints of pre into the bucket.

“We’d like to apologise for scaring you, it wasn’t our intention. If you’re alright with it, how about we give you a present like the one we gave to your friend earlier?” Kane huffed, pushing his chest feathers out, lightly enveloping the human’s entire front in white fluff and thick musk.

“MMhahhahh…” The girl finally reached that terrible peak she’d been unable to actually hit as she was smothered in soft feathers: she stumbled even deeper, gripping them for support as she breathed heavily, legs trembling and wobbling while an orgasm of such immense strength wracked her body over and over, like waves trying to swallow a boat on the open sea. Her legs were wet with juices that trickled from her beyond soaked pants, the scent of her lust thick and enticing enough for the two studs’ cocks to rise up and throb with fresh blood. “I… ohahahaaaaa… I’d… mhhhh!!!” She came so hard words failed to escape her mouth in between moans and grunts of guttural, animalistic pleasure. Such was the strength of her climax that it was hard to imagine how she could still stand. “MHH!!!! I’d… hate to… bother… sir dragon…”

“No worries, dear, if you wish I can be the one to do it…” Kane pulled back and turned around, lowering his haunches just enough to make the girl have a face-to-face encounter with his roiling nuts and see the beads of sweat drip down from their soft fuzzy fur onto the ground. She mewled and bit her lips, hesitating because she knew it was wrong and unusual, but the pleasure her head was swimming in made her far more receptive to such a brazen, perverted, unholy invitation than she should’ve been. “It has to be milked fresh however, so…” The gryphon inched back until his balls were so close to her face that he could feel her breath on their surface. “… would you be so kind as to… help me out a bit?”

Maybe the human was really about to help Kane or maybe she was just so very confused or even reeling back from the mind-shattering orgasm she’d experienced barely moments before and hadn’t yet managed to gather her thoughts, but she simply planted her face into the churning mass of sweaty gryphon nutflesh, right into the middle of the twin orbs. The impact, the heat, the slickness, the wonderfully rank and dense stench of raw virility in its purest form caused her to wake up from the moment of stupor and take a breath right as her nose rested on the muskiest bit of the male’s most potent part. If being enveloped in soft chest fluff was enough to make her cum on the spot and nearly send her into an aromatic coma, then being assaulted with the smell, the taste, the feeling of gryphon balls simply broke her mind and remade it a dozen times during that single breath. The woman howled and reached for those orbs and grabbed them gently, her lips parting as she took a first lick, then a second, a third, a sixth, tenth and more, scraping the taste off those sweat-soaked nuts sloshing with enough cum to impregnate hundreds of females of the beast’s own species.

“Good heavens, she is quite… oh…” Kane chirped as his cock stiffened and flared, spilling a wad of pre big even for someone like him as the woman squeezed his nuts in an attempt to seemingly wring out more flavour from those huge spheres as her tongue licked and scraped and collected sweat, cum, pre and dragon saliva. “… by every slut who’s ever graced my backside… I should’ve gotten a human to polish my sack sooner! Between now and earlier I don’t think I can go without one of them for the rest of my life.”

“That good, huh?”

“You won’t believe just how wonderful a tongue as small as theirs can be…” The gryphon shivered all over, feathers rising together, making him look twice as big and twice as soft and fluffy, at least to the one and only other apex predator around. “Gods above she’s squeezing, licking, sniffing and rubbing her nose all over…” He murred softly, swaying his rump side to side so that she’d have to move her upper body to keep herself glued to his backside or risk parting with it for a brief moment. “Ohhh she’s sucking on themmmm…” Kale chirped with glee. “Oh yeah she is wayyyy better than that other woman. She surely enjoyed bedding with animals but this one… heavens above she is…” Another chirp, another grunt, another moan from beneath his sweaty rump. “… she is making love to them.”

“Nothing I can’t do.” Shale scoffed, letting out a plume of smoke as he inwardly desired a little human of his own to give his sack attention.

“Mmh that is true but… if you’re spit-shining my balls how can we do this at the same time, eh?” Kale pulled the dragon in a sudden kiss, beak parting gently around the reptile’s bigger muzzle as his lover’s tongue found his own rather quickly and once again overpowered it with shocking ease, filling every inch it could reach and then some. “Don’t you think her doing the polishing is most efficient? Or are you just jealous that you don’t have a pet to worship your sweaty backside?” The gryphon suddenly shivered from beak to the tip of his tail feathers, his eyes crossing over with pleasure. “Ohhhh heavens she found my sheath…” Both males looked beneath Kale’s belly where the human woman was now buried face-first and rather deep inside his sheath. “The other one didn’t do this.” With a soft screech, Kane shivered and relaxed his bladder right as the woman crammed her entire head inside his soft cock pouch, his golden stream barely splashing over her as his rock-hard cock sprayed the acrid piss far away from her, adding to the stench of sweat and cum.

“We didn’t let her.” Shale murred, half-satisfied and half-annoyed. With a paw he pushed the girl’s head even deeper, making her squirm as powerful twitches wrecked her body as the stench of orgasm grew thicker between her thighs. “But this one does seem more inclined to enjoy our bodies, definitely far more than the other. She was just one that enjoyed big fat cocks, this human clearly enjoys the taste and stench of a proper breeder.”

“In-indeed…” The gryphon was in heaven, his sheath stretched and his cock stiff and gushing like a fountain all over his quarry. “Listen, go do that magic thing to her, I want to breed her nice and slow.” Kane pulled the woman out of his cock pouch and kneeled lower, pinning her between his sweat-soaked belly fur, his raunchy cock still covered in mare cunt juices and the fluids of both Shale and the human farmer, the entire pillar twitching and thrumming as gallons of piss rocketed out of his flare onto beyond-stained grasses. Instantly the woman squealed in bliss, grinding her body against his slab of breeding flesh as her legs stuck on either side of the gryphon, her little toes twitching and flexing along with the pulses of her climax. “And I’d like to go first this time.”

“My…” Shale licked his chops with hunger as he urged his lover to get up from the human whose body was now a gooey mess of sweaty precum staining every bit of her body from head to soaked crotch. “Are you calling dibs?”

“Sure…?” The dragon looked a bit disappointed at the answer that was provided to him. “Something wrong?”

His claws tore apart her clothing, item after item until she was naked, most of the fluids that had coated her body gone with her dress though a healthy amount had soaked into them and stuck to her skin. He licked her sun-kissed body, scraping some of his lover’s precum and salty sweat with passion, making the woman shiver as the heavy tongue roamed over her skin, then, his muzzle descended upon the human bare crotch and sunk inside, inch after inch until he was breathing right against her muff. While his muzzle could go no further, his tongue could, and it kept on going, slithering as deep as her womb and then continued forth, breaching her innermost chamber. Her belly squirmed as one, two feet of tongue were crammed into her muff, more than any cock she’d taken in her entire life, bulging her skin with wriggling muscle. Shale tasted her juices, her lust, her need to be filled and fucked, his cock slapping against his belly with loud, lewd, sweat-soaked impacts over and over.

Of course, Kane was not one to enjoy being left aside: he spread his hindlegs and lowered his haunches, letting his rump engulf the woman’s entire upper body: his donut kissed her face and spread around it as her pussy contracted and squeezed Shale’s tongue with the force of a boulder crashing a house the second that the sweaty gryphon rump made her climax and squirt all over the dragon’s muzzle. Kane dragged his ass over her head while she licked it as deep as her own diminutive tongue could afford her to, her hands squeezing vast expanses of furred rump to hold on as she continued to cum her brains out, gushing into the dragon’s maw as dozens of world-shattering orgasms wracked her body until they stopped being individual and became a single, long-lasting state of utter ecstasy.

“Mh, nothing to be worried about, but since you called dibs I can’t fuck her now: she is yours.” Shale pulled his tongue out, leaving a nice gape where it had just been, his chin and nose ridge dripping with juices and lust. “Just a custom of ours: you call dibs, you own it and now it’s yours and yours alone.”

“I am so sorry, I thought it meant I’d go first and then you could take your turn…” Kane stood up and rushed to his lover’s side, apologetically rubbing his beak and chin on the dragon’s neck, the human all but forgotten as she breathed in actual air and not ass musk, although she looked like she didn’t enjoy not being squished under gryphon cheeks all that much. “So, what now?”

“Now you go and fuck her nice and hard, I’ll settle for enjoying the view of your cock dumping a few loads inside her.” He chuckled and purred, curling his tail to give a few quick strokes to Kane’s meaty horsecock.

The gryphon did not even wait a second before jumping on the chance to have the human all for himself and of course, the human did not mind her legs being spread and her pussy slathered with precum as the beast lined himself up with her sopping wet lips. Kane pinned her arms down with his forelimbs and then, happily thrust forward: his flare encountered the briefest of resistance, a second at most as the flesh of his cock and the flesh of her nethers kissed passionately and his fat cum slit gushed into her passage like a siege weapon hammering at a castle gate, a gate that ultimately wanted to be breached. After that brief moment, the gryphon’s meaty shaft was finally able to barge inside, spreading her pussy wide as a massive bulge travelled from crotch nearly to her bellybutton, defying any law of nature that said that nothing like that should be able to happen. The woman was shocked by the mere fact that her body could take such a fat cock all the way to her navel, but the pleasure she felt from the fullness, the warmth, the thickness of the bestial length currently making out with her cervix washed away any concern, fear or doubt. She came again, squirting all over Kane’s cockflesh as he purred and chirped happily, enjoying the tightness of a magically enhanced muff all by himself without having to share his quarry with the dragon.

On the sideline, Shale jerked off with his tail, pumping it across his own shaft as he watched the gryphon’s sack sway back and forth like a sweaty, ripe, heavy pendulum, churning and gurgling as it filled with virile seed despite having dumped hundreds of gallons of his spunk inside nearly a dozen mares and another human barely an hour before. The dragon’s prides churned just as much, sagging lower and lower as sweat dripped from their glossy surface in huge beads. Feeling left out, the dragon considered taking the woman’s mare for a ride, sink his cock inside the soaked horse cunt and dump a few dozen gallons of seed inside her but, alas, the horse was in no condition to be bred for even a few thrusts. She laid on the ground, panting heavily as her legs refused to let her stand, the reek of sex far too great for a simple farm animal to withstand. With a grunt of dissatisfaction, Shale gave his cock one last quick stroke with his tail and then let his eyes return to his lover, or rather, to his lover’s sweaty, furry, oh-so-fuckable backside. He huffed and approached the rutting hybrid, burying his nose inside the other male’s absolutely wonderfully musky rump until his snout bumped into the most spongy, soft tailhole ever. Kane warbled in surprise, a pleasant surprise as moments after feeling a huge scaly muzzle kiss his pucker, a tongue slithered out and sunk inside it, slithering all over his inner flesh in search of something.

His thrusts became erratic, the human at the very end of a chain of raw passion far more chaotic than anything any man or woman had the right to experience firsthand, her body receptacle for the gryphon’s cock, his precum and every effect the dragon’s ministrations had upon the rutting beast. But of course, Shale could not be satisfied with merely eating out his lover’s musky ass and making him moan as he turned the human beneath into a breeding receptacle worth the name: he jumped up and put most of his weight on Kane’s back as his cock poked at the saliva-coated, sweat-infused gryphon tailhole and thrust in. Shale roared as he hilted himself all the way in a single pump of his hips, his sheath kissing the slick pucker in a smooth move that put Kane’s prostate under immense pressure as thick dragon cock filled his insides so very thoroughly. Shale pulled back and then pushed in again, immediately going for a rough, bestial, raunchy rutting worthy of his kind as his lover took the brunt of all that force, the human beneath once again made to feel every thrust, reverberation, throb at the very end of the fucking chain.

Both males openly grunted as their rutting began to pick up intensity and speed, balls slamming into balls: Shale pulled back and so did Kane and when the dragon rammed his cock in all the way to the hilt, so did the gryphon inside the human. While Shale’s mighty pride just about dimpled the belly of the one he was rutting, Kane’s own slab of cockflesh turned the woman’s gut into a stretched-out bag sloshing with overly virile precum that spilled in pints out of her muff and pooled beneath her.

“Fffuck you’re kinda tight…” The dragon grunted as he placed a hindpaw on Kane’s rump so that he could fuck him faster and harder.

“You’re… ohhh heavens… just ungodly hung…” Kane chirped, feeling the pleasure of being filled and filling someone at the same time, his gut growing heavier by the minute as his lover dumped more and more and more precum into it. “Fuck, we need to do this all the time… I don’t care if I called dibs, next time you’re getting fucked with her around your cock…”

“Mmh I’ll consider…” Shale was about to concede, maybe even bend the code of conduct every proper dragon adhered to, if just to feel what it was like to have a human wrapped around his cock and a gryphon hammering away at his backside, but something caught his attention.

Apparently, fucking like the beasts that they were, stinking up the place, dumping ungodly amounts of precum and ballsweat onto bare dirt and grass, grunting, moaning and huffing, had the unintended side effect that they were unable to hide themselves. Not that they wanted to hide, they were a dragon and a gryphon, after all. Shale noticed that someone else had interrupted their privacy and immersion, a carriage whose driver looked mighty scared to see a dragon slowly turn his head and look directly at him. The fact that the dragon was sheath-deep inside a gryphon’s ass and that the gryphon in turn was fucking a human seemed to go entirely over his head. A voice came from inside the carriage, breaking the driver out of his moment of confusion and fear and immediately the man whipped the horses pulling the wooden contraption, urging them to break into a gallop as he steered them into the forest, away from the two feral beasts.

Shale grunted, annoyed that his fun had been interrupted. With a wet, loud, lewd cacophony of sounds, he pulled out of Kane’s rump, leaving behind a mighty gape that failed to close completely even as the thick anal muscles tried to clamp down on nothing but empty air tickling the gryphon’s insides. With his cock still very much hard, now coated in a layer of gryphon ass musk and sweat on top of the precum, cum, mare cunt juices and human pussy fluids, he lightly trotted behind the carriage so that he could get the apology he deserved as well as some compensation for being bothered. The carriage had put some distance between chaser and chased, but the forest worked along with the dragon and barely two hundred steps away from the main road, Shale heard something break and a rather noisy crash, hooves snapping on twigs and heavy breathing.

By the time he’d arrived to gather his apologies, the carriage was leaning against a large tree, wheels snapped in half and no horses in sight, no man at the helm, not a guard or armed man with even the tiniest butter knife to deter the beast from attacking the passenger. Shale guessed that there was no one inside, given how readily the carriage had been abandoned, until the door opened and a well-dressed woman emerged from within, her red hair dishevelled, her clothes slightly torn and a confused expression on her face. The instant their eyes met, the woman returned inside in a hurry, slamming the door so hard that it swung right open as it bounced and forced her to stick out an arm to close it yet again. Shale licked his lips, cock still very much hard and throbbing.

“Well well well, who do we have here?” He grinned, circling the carriage, making sure to leave a thick trail of precum all around the vehicle, his balls grinding against the wooden frame to add more of his thick scent.

“Please leave me alone, foul beast, I have no gold nor riches to give you!” Within the relative yet flimsy safety of the carriage, the woman shouted, her voice hardly that of a scared human, if anything, she was impatient. “I am on my way to my father’s estate to meet a suitor I am considering to marry, I cannot be late.”

“I am afraid your… driver has run away upon seeing me and my friend on the main road.” He kept circling over and over until he’d left a thick enough coating of ballsweat, precum and musk all over the hiding spot of the female. “And I’m also afraid your appearance has caused me quite the trouble as I was rather busy fucking my friend in his big fat ass.” There was an indignant gasp from within. “I was just about to cum when your carriage’s impolite appearance interrupted me.”

“How vulgar! What were you doing… mating on an open road? That is no place for civilised people to do their nasty deeds!” Again there was a gasp, this time matched with a scoff.

“I am no people, I am a dragon and my friend is a gryphon: we do as we please when we please with who we please.” Shale chuckled and gave the carriage a butt bump, causing it to sway and creak. “And I fear you might not be able to get to your betrothed since the horses are gone as well, I’m afraid.” The woman peeked her head out for a split second, her glossy curly red hair swaying gently over a peach-coloured dress. Her expression turned sour quickly upon realising she was alone and without means to reach her destination. “I do, however, offer my assistance with the task. My friend and I were headed for the town to enjoy the sights and possibly have some fun with the local folk.” He turned around, letting the angry woman look at his swaying sack, his erect cock and take in his wonderfully ripe musk up close. “I could take you there, for a price.”

“I said I have no riches to give you.” She closed the door and holed herself back in. Shale rolled his eyes.

He lifted his front paws and put them, gently, upon the top of the carriage and gently crammed his huge, sweaty, dripping cock inside the open door window, ripping apart the flimsy curtain that kept the woman safe from light winds and strong sunlight. She gasped again, shifting about the seats as his cock throbbed and the tip emerged from the other side, gushing and dumping a few healthy pints of precum onto the grass.

“I ask for no payment beyond a carnal apology for the trouble you have caused me.” Shale pushed more of his cock in, his sheath squishing against the window frame as his balls slammed into the door and cracked it with their immense weight. “I have no use for gold at the moment but my balls are awfully heavy and full and since you’ve bothered me from rutting my dear gryphon friend, I think it is only fair you make up for it.” He chuckled as the woman’s breath became audibly more laboured, in part because of the sheer audacity he had to stick his huge throbbing meat pole right in front of her and demand she do something to it, but also because the strong stench it wafted off within the abysmally small space of the carriage most certainly let it grow thicker and stronger very, very quickly. “If you do not wish to polish my cock or tend to it, I am willing to let this matter drop and warn the townspeople that you’re… stranded out here.” The dragon licked his chops as he gently began humping the carriage, pulling his cock in and out of the window as his balls continued to crash into it.

“W-would you?” She took a deep breath and Shale felt her shiver hard and air brushed against his flesh: she was close to his shaft, too close.

“Of course, I’m a gentledragon, I force no one to do anything they don’t want to do.” That much was true and absolutely correct. “For example, my friend and I met a cute farmer girl earlier who was very happy to let us fuck her and fill her with our seed and right about now said friend is rutting with another woman we met along the way. Not a single one was forced into mating with us.”

“I… it was all because of your… beastly… charms… I imagine.” Her breaths were growing more ragged and heavy and closer still to his cock.

“I would not say that, it’s more that our cocks and balls reek of sex and virility. Charms are for humans, we stink of maleness and raw musk.” Shale grunted, his cock flexing and twitching within the small confines of the carriage. “Why hide our nature under such flowery language? My cock is big, it’s fat, it’s covered in cum and I am proud of it.” He heard her moan softly. “We do not make love, we fuck, we breed, we fill wombs and rumps. We piss whenever and wherever we need. We are, by every definition, free to do as we wish.” The woman gasped again and as Shale’s cock throbbed, he felt it touch something soft and small. “But if the prospect of not being stuck here for hours alone is not enough, imagine entering town riding a dragon, surely it would make everyone jealous.” He waited for a few seconds for an answer and when nothing came, he began to pull out, only to feel a hand touch his sweaty flesh, caressing gently his ridges and bulbs. The farmgirl had rough hands, worker hands, this one had the skin of a baby, or how he imagined human babies to be like. “Especially your soon-to-be-husband.”

“He’s not my husband.” Her hand glided across the dragon’s flesh, scraping a thick film of sweat and mixed fluids from his cock. She moaned and huffed, letting Shale imagine her biting her lips as she watched his magnificent slab of breeder flesh twitch beneath her palm. “He is just someone I’m betrothed to, we’ve never even met.”

“Humans, such weird customs you have.” Shale returned to gently hump the carriage, finding himself mildly amused by the situation as well as a bit bored. “Do we have a deal then? You make up for my missed enjoyment, I let you ride me to the town, heavens, I’ll drop you in front of your betrothed if you do a good job.” He chuckled and hissed with pleasure when he felt both of her hands wrap around his sizable girth. “I take that’s a yes.”

Shale happily let out a sigh of relief and pleasure as the woman’s hands explored his fluid-covered flesh, growing slicker with each inch they touched all the while the air within the carriage turned into a raunchy box reeking of sweat and cock. Sure, each door had a window and his cock pried both curtains open, but even then, he knew the little air that came in would take on his scent and taste immediately. The woman huffed, loudly, loud enough for him to clearly hear her before she planted her face right onto his cock and gave it a lick, a kiss, rubbing her small dainty nose upon his shaft as she sniffed and continued exploring his body. The farmgirl was familiar with animals, she fucked them so very often and clearly with great passion, thus she knew how to handle huge meaty cocks that wanted to spread her and turn her into a cum-filled mess, the one that Kane was breeding had passion and drive judging by how desperately she’d thrown herself onto the gryphon’s balls the second she had the chance. This one had curiosity and something else: she prodded, touched, licked, kissed, sniffed, tasted, explored, caressed in almost methodical ways, as if she was not just a slave to his stench but an expert savouring the wonderful mix of flavours and smells that made him so very arousing.

Of course, it wasn’t as if she was not under the influence of a dragon’s musk: she grew more and more bold with her sampling as time went by, her licks more drawn out, her huffs and sniffs long and so very, very debauched and passionate. Shale let her do as she pleased, enjoying the progressively more energetic worship of his cock until the woman was basically wrapped around his shaft with her entire body, her soaked clothes tickling his flesh. Then there was a rip and the next time he felt her press against him, her bare skin, all of it began gliding across his length. A soft pair of shapes made themselves known to him occasionally, when she hugged his cock with all her might, big, very big, capped with what he guessed were perky nipples as hard as his own scales. Her teats were… wonderfully soft and pliable, making him wonder what would happen if he were to put a good dozen eggs inside her womb. Would she begin lactating, like all the mammals tended to do? Was the farmgirl already leaking as she lay in a puddle of dragon and gryphon cum and piss inside a barn that reeked of balls and cock? The mere thought that he could dump his brood inside someone and then drink milk made him awfully randy and excited, his cock surging with heated blood inside the carriage as he pulled back and began pumping every drop of pre that his sack was churning out into the wooden frame and onto the woman.

She sputtered as the tide of dragon fluids splattered against her front, quickly filling the bottom of her now ruined vehicle, the imperfectly sealed and warped wooden boards leaking buckets onto the twenty foot wide puddle he’d made ever since he’d first stuck his cock inside. Gush after gush after gush spilled within until the carriage audibly sloshed and the door on the opposite side, the one not blocked by a wall of dragon cock and balls, swung open, dumping dozens of gallons onto already soaked and saturated grass. The tide of pre washing all over her face did not deter the woman from slobbering over his cocktip, pressing her sizeable mounds around it as she did the most odd thing with them: slowly she squeezed and pushed her soft flesh with her hands, then moved up and down along his length as if she was trying to massage his maleness with her teats. It was weird, a little awkward but he liked it. Mankind was not the most wise of species but finding a use for those lumps of fat half the population had stuck to their chest that went beyond feeding the young was surely the most clever thing the humans had ever done. Far less nimble than hands but so much softer and warmer.

“I have a better proposition: since I have no intention of marrying that oaf, why not say you kidnapped me and claim I’m your property or something?” The woman’s head peeked through the window, a sliver of pink skin and precum-soaked blonde hair next to his reddish flesh. An emerald eye stared up at him, crowned by thick dollops of his sweat and pre.

“So you are willingly admitting you are to be my property and belong to me and me only? To discard your duties to your family and friends in exchange for a life in the service of this here Shale Hiyewing?” Shale’s cock could not be any harder or his balls any fuller than they were right then and there, he could feel them push against his inner thighs and grow fatter and heavier with eggs begging him to cram them into another human womb.

“If I get to avoid being married off the same way my father sells herds of cattle I’m willing to get beneath your tail and spitshine your tailhole… heavens, I’d…” She hadn’t finished her sentence when Shale hurriedly pulled his cock out, backing away from the carriage until he was fully separated from it, then turned around, raised his tail and pushed his rump against the wooden vehicle.

The entire frame creaked and buckled, groaning as it was abused and pushed almost past its highest limits yet it held on, if barely and precariously. With his tail draped over his back, his cheeks were parted nicely, letting the woman have a most delectable first seat for the show that was a dragon’s sweaty pucker, twitching and winking at its one and only spectator. Shale huffed and groaned with great pleasure a couple moments later when he felt soft, tiny, inexperienced hands caress the folds of his rim, squeeze the soft flesh, explore the many hidden nooks where sweat pooled. The exploration barely lasted a minute, maybe even less, for the woman soon threw her face against his pucker, her nose buried in the spongy donut, huffing so loudly and so deeply Shale felt the air brush his scales as she inhaled and exhaled with all the force she could muster in her tiny little body. Yet her hands did not remain idle as her mouth and nose were dragged all over his backside: they squeezed, caressed, touched, poked, pulled, prodded, caressed and sunk inside his hole, curling in oh so many wonderful ways just past the entrance to his rump. They pried his rim open, letting her tongue slip deeper in as she breathed inside, licked the sweat coating his flesh, snorted the stench that wafted from his balls up his taint between his cheeks and up her nose.

Shale felt her shiver, gripping the slick flesh of his ass to steel herself as best as she could in an utterly futile attempt to brave her way through what the dragon knew to be a mind-shattering orgasm. He’d only had the pleasure to have fun with two human females so far, three if one wanted to count the one now probably under Kane’s belly being bred to full immobility by overproductive gryphon nuts, but he knew that there was something inside them that craved a feral beast’s raw virility. Compared to one of their kind, it was obvious to see why.

The dragon pulled away from the carriage for the second time and watched as the woman collapsed within, only to drag herself up and climb out, ripping her clothes in the process. Her hair was a mess, soaked in precum and ass sweat, her eyes wide as castle doors, her tongue flicking out to lick beads of fluids from her lips, her tits glazed and teats perk and proud like little flags atop a mountain Shale had already conquered.

“You’re mine now, you do know that?” He circled around her, examining her like a farmer examining a cow or a workhorse, though his goals were far more pleasurable for the both of them.

With but a couple swipes of his claws, he ripped the rest of her clothing until it fell down at her feet, letting him see the rivers of pussy juice trickling along the inner creases of her legs. The reek of her lust was almost as strong as a dragoness’, not quite as potent but so much more delectable in its own way. He craned his neck lower, letting his snout slip between her thighs and sniffed, her juices dripping between the nares as they flared and huffed her scent. His tongue lolled out and then aimed for her snatch, cramming itself in quickly, with precision, with energy, with drive, more and more and more tongue until he was piercing her womb with it, his magic letting her cervix yield like butter to a knife. She squealed, she came, she squirted all over his muzzle as her depths were invaded, explored, conquered by something far thicker and far better than any human cock. And the dragon hadn’t even bred her yet.

“You have just given yourself to me, fully, with no remorse.” The woman nodded, she smiled. “I’m sure we’ll enjoy our time together, dear.” Shale smiled back and pushed her onto her back gently, letting her fall on a bed of moss as he lined his cock up with her muff and slid it in, letting his magic stretch her out inch after inch after inch until he crammed an entire foot of cock in her.

Shale took his time with her, teasing her, making her moan when he pulled back and when he pushed in, when he bore his weight down on her, when he put his paw on her face and let her feel the scales and the taste of his pads, when he hilted himself inside her with so much cock that her belly bulged a full three feet in ways no human was meant to stretch and as his precum flooded her womb. He snarled and grunted with pride and pleasure, his balls crashing onto her lifted rump as his hips pistoned in and out, in and out, driving every inch of his mammoth cock into her. His knot kissed her pussy lips, beckoning her with even greater amounts of fullness that her mind could not comprehend and would only understand when those fat bulbs had been crammed into her and swollen. Beneath his swaying rump, his balls gurgled and sloshed, so painfully full he didn’t remember the last time he'd been this backed up with eggs and so desperate to fill a female.

He knotted her nice and hard after half an hour of senseless, mindless, bestial rut, her body shining with his sweat as it dripped down onto her, her crotch a soaked mess of pussy juice and cum that hadn’t been stopped by his knot in time, her belly a couple feet wide before he even managed to pump the first egg into her overstretched womb. His taint bulged oh so wonderfully when the first shape was pushed up from his sack, through his cum pipe, through every inch of his cock and then into her, splashing in a sloshing pool of cum and pre. One, then two, then three, four, five, seven, ten, eleven and more. Stuck to his cock, the human took every last one of the dozen eggs he gave her and then took the next one.

“By all my ancestors, this is much better than breeding a dragoness or a mare…” He looked down and smiled as the woman clung to his underbelly as her toes spread and flexed as orgasm after orgasm wracked her mind and body. He contracted the powerful muscles lining his shaft and felt her weight pull it down, though not enough to win against his strength even with gravity helping her. The mere act of flexing his cock brought forth a grater deluge of cum flooding her innermost depths. “Well, she’s stuck tight, might as well go back to Kane and see how he is doing.” Keeping his cock flexed, Shale made sure the woman was well above the ground as he trotted his way back to the main road, his balls sloshing and swaying along with her belly as if the synched motion had been planned well in advance. “Mh, now this is wonderful too…” He stopped for a brief moment and huffed, flexing his cock deep within her pussy and felt cum gush forth, a second later she moaned and squeezed his flesh as her ejaculate splattered between his legs and stained his hindpaws with the fruit of her orgasm. “Hilting in a dragoness and staying within her sex for an entire night is the best way to spend a rut but walking while knotted to something nice and tight and warm?” He flexed his cock again and waited for the moan and the accompanying sound of sloshing and splattering, purring with great satisfaction upon hearing them. “Ohhh yeah…” Shale hissed and continued his walk all the while flexing, cumming and filling, slowly getting the hang of the nuances of fucking someone on the move.

Oh how wonderful it was to walk and fuck and cum and enjoy the seed sloshing between the eggs he’d crammed into the woman who’d given herself up to him, so wonderful he managed to pump another couple eggs within her right as he returned to the road where his nose picked up the thickest stench of sex and cum he’d smelled in decades. Standing in the middle of a thirty foot wide puddle of spent seed, Kane was beak-deep in his woman’s pussy, lapping her folds with his tongue as frothy white spilled from a huge belly, his cock stained with so many layers of juices and fluids it steamed in the air, his balls so matted with sweat they practically looked like a tiny waterfall of raunchy waters. The sheer power of such undiluted virility made Shale cum on the spot, his admiration for the gryphon rising to immense heights as the squealing of the female stuck to his cock broke Kane out of his reverie.

“Ah, you’re back.” The gryphon nodded with satisfaction towards the dragon, licking his beak from pussy juice as he momentarily forgot about the woman he’d been eating out. The human whined and rolled on her side until she was beneath his balls and got on her knees with great effort, burying her face in between those huge straining orbs and began spit-shining them. “And I see we have a new one to enjoy…”

“Indeed we do.” Shale patted the woman beneath him with a paw, making her gut slosh as he walked beside the gryphon, laid down after gently relaxing his cock muscles just enough for her gut to touch the ground. “Sadly she's stuck to my knot for a while, had to walk back with her squeezing down on it and let me tell you, the best thing I’ve felt in a while.” As his body lay fully down, the human female was trapped underneath him, pinned on all sides, trapped and in partial darkness as the dragon’s cock continued gushing inside her.

“Must be…” Kane went for a kiss that Shale happily reciprocated: tongues danced alongside each other, sharing the tastes of pussy, ass, cum, and sweat in a frothy mix of impossible debauchery all the while their prides stood stiff, one gushing freely and the other further swelling a womb, their balls churning along behind them. “Want to swap after your knot is down? I’d love to try and feel what it’s like to have eggs clacking against my flare…” The gryphon patted the knotted woman’s belly, feeling the hard shapes and the harder cock hidden within.

“I was thinking of keeping this one, we made a pact that she is to be my property in exchange for freeing her from her marital duties.” Shale chuckled. “You can have the other as long as you want.”

“Oh heavens, I was worrying I’d have to challenge you to keep her.” With a sigh of relief, Kane grabbed the woman slobbering over his balls and pulled her away, though her brief instant of sadness for being parted from her salty, sloshing, sweaty prize was mended as his flare kissed her lips and pushed past, stretching her throat as inch after inch after inch of godly gryphon cockflesh was crammed down her throat and into her stomach. “I’m growing attached to this one.”

“So quickly? I knew gryphons and all birds are attracted to shiny stuff but didn’t expect human females to be just as attractive.”

“As if dragons don’t go mad for a few bits of gold.” Kane chuckled as he began humping, driving his meaty cock up and down the woman’s gullet, the medial ring popping in and out of her lips and esophagus with lewd sounds loud enough to be heard between the moaning and the gurgling of full nuts. “That being said, what about our plans to go into the nearby town? Shall we forget those and find ourselves a nice cave to hole up in and make sure to breed these two real nice?” The gryphon spoke as if the ungodly state of the road around him was nothing if not a prelude to a proper breeding.

“Why should we? We can go into town with these two beside us, keep them nearby for some more fun…” Shale huffed as he watched his friend and lover treat the woman’s throat like a mare’s cunt, driving his entire length from flare to sheath into her as cum spilled from her nose and gushed into her stomach, bloating it even further.

“Hm, that may be fun but I don’t think either can walk or stay balanced on our backs…” With a slightly annoyed expression mixed in with soft chirps of boundless pleasure, Kane pondered on the way to bring the two musk-drunk women along. Then he looked at the dragon’s knot, pulsating deep within the folds of the human it was stuck in and smiled. “Well, if they can’t walk or ride on our backs, they can ride under our bellies…” Shale looked up as the gryphon unsheathed his cock from his pet’s throat, prompting her to attempt to crawl back to him. “Stay here for a moment, I have an idea.”

Kane departed immediately, running in the direction Shale had just come from, treating the same path as the gryphon’s pet decided that, in the absence of a slick horsecock to polish, she’d made do with a dragon’s obscenely warm and dense pair of overworked nuts. The woman buried her face in Shale’s sack and began giving it the same treatment she’d given to Kane, slobbering all over the furless, smooth yet equally raunchy surface of those orbs with every ounce of strength she had, snorting, sniffing, licking, kissing, massaging, caressing. Shale definitely enjoyed the attention and the tingling he was feeling back there with every lick and sniff he felt, his own female howling as her womb was crammed fuller and fuller with cum and, as if the fifteen huge eggs weren’t enough, one or two more to make her belly even bigger.

Eventually the gryphon returned, bridles, straps and whatnot dangling from his beak. Without saying anything, he began tying the belts meant to hold horses to the crashed and ruined cart to Shale and his human, fastening them as best as his talons could allow him. In a few minutes, the woman who had to be married was strapped nicely to Shale’s belly, her arms and legs bound by thick leather. It was just enough to work for a while, hardly the work of a craftsman.

“Where did you learn to do this?” The dragon tested the contraption, finding his wings and mobility to be hardly impacted by the taut belts around his sides.

“It’s a little secret of mine, but let’s just say I once met a gryphoness who was very much into being saddled and ridden like a horse mare.” Kane winked, gently nudging his woman away from his balls as he relaxed his bladder, a stream of piss rocketing out of his swollen cum-pipe onto her face, front, breasts and thighs, washing the dozens of loads of cum he’d painted upon her tanned skin.

The woman knelt in front of him, taking every droplet of his golden shower, letting him mark her with it as his cock twitched and sprayed her in erratic gushes, the sheer force of the relief he felt causing the immense spire to sway and hiccup.

“I should’ve thought of doing that before knotting mine… I’ll have to wait a good while before I can mark her…” Shale sighed, feeling somewhat annoyed that he’d not had the foresight to release his piss before going for a knot. Eventually Kane stopped hosing the human with his bladder’s contents and, without waiting much, once again speared her onto his cock, her throat welcoming his flesh like a glove fits a hand. Cum and piss and sweat and pussy juice and all sorts of fluids mixed upon gryphon cockflesh as foot after foot slid upon her tongue, making taste herself and him at the same time, strong, potent flavours clashing together with such impossible strength that she came as the flare breached her gullet and then popped into her stomach.

“Well, I’m sure you can resist a bit.” Kane chuckled and attempted to tie his contraption but the inability to reach his back proved to be rather inconvenient. “Mind helping me? It’s not easy to do it myself.” Shale happily got belts, buckles, buttons and straps all set in to the best of his ability, though it was quite the hassle as feather and fur hardly cooperated with an unskilled hand as much as scales did. The end result was acceptable and Kane chirped, stretching, moving about as he tested the integrity of the dragon’s amateur work, making the woman beneath his belly mewl and squirt as she was jostled around, her juices splattering against the gryphon’s belly and then on the ground. “This is alright, a bit tight but for someone who has never done it before, you’re certainly skilled with your paws.” Kane winked. “Now come here.”

Beak met muzzle as tongues danced over a chaotic cumscape that visibly steamed as hundreds of gallons of seed lost their heat, moans and grunts echoing among the screams of pleasure as two women kept being filled more and more and more and more, cocks throbbing, balls churning and swelling bigger as if all the spunk spilled was nothing if not just a tiny bit of what those orbs could produce before being wrung fry by the rivers of passion.

“Mh, I think I came a little bit.” Kane huffed, shivering as his feathers ruffled from neck to tail, his sack pulling up as a healthy load of cum was crammed into his woman’s stomach.

“Same here.” The dragon pulled back from the passionate embrace and huffed, licking his lips. “So, we’re all set, how about we visit the town? I have to send a message to this one’s husband-to-be, then we can see what the lovely townsfolk have in store for us.”

With a grin both males began their idle walk towards the human settlement they’d been aiming for, their cocks nicely tucked inside a wet warm pussy and a wet warm throat, constantly oozing cum and making their partners ever fuller and more packed with virile seed. Behind them the road was a chaotic mess of fluids of all sorts mixing together, making the air reek of sex, cum, piss, sweat and bestial musk so much rain would have a hard time making the stench go away anytime soon, if ever. Even as they walked, slowly, thrusting ever so often inside their riders’ bodies, gushing, cumming, groaning, moaning, grunting without end. Their cocks were nicely holstered, their balls swayed back and forth, one pair slapping against a sloshing womb so full it nearly scraped the ground, the other pair crashing into a woman’s face, giving her constant whiffs of gryphon sweat as those immense furred orbs covered what little of the world she could see.

Town was soon in sight, had the two beasts not been so very busy fucking and experimenting with their newfound partners they’d been there for hours already, but alas, it had taken them several times longer than what was really needed. Of course as soon as they were seen by the first person on the outer ring of buildings, chaos broke out and people ran for their lives, fearing the wrath of not one but two dangerous beasts that would surely wreck havoc everywhere. But, of course, nothing happened if not Shale and Kane gingerly trotting their way through the winding paths of the settlement, their paws leaving cumstained prints and a long trail of white that continued deep into the forest they’d just come out of. As soon as the moans of pleasure from the two women managed to breach the murmurs of fear and worry, the first pair of eyes was laid upon the bodies swinging beneath the beasts’ bellies, then a second pair, a third and soon, everyone who had the chance to stare at the scene was doing just that. Shale smiled, just as curious as the humans who were ogling his prize stuck on his knot.

“So this is what it takes to get humans not to attack you with bows and spears, eh?” Shale licked his lips, softly humming as his balls tensed, churned and pulled up, his taint bulging so very much as another egg was crammed into the noble lady keeping his knot warm. The woman squealed and squirted, her juices splattering on the decently well paved road leading to a separate group of homes away from the homes of the common rabble. “Guess I’ll use this tactic often in the future.”

“Cannot agree more.” Kane chirped in agreement, lifting his leg as he let the crowd inside the one and only tavern in town stare at the good few inches of cock he hadn’t managed to cram inside his pet’s throat as he released his bladder straight into the female’s stomach in full view of her kind.

Their journey through the houses did not stop until they reached the biggest home around, guided by the noble woman’s moans and incoherent babbling. Unlike with the rest of the settlement, the two were welcomed by spears, bows and swords from a small band of armed men who immediately became too confused to even voice an ultimatum to stop and leave. Shale waltzed past the defensive line as Kane stopped outside the gate, craning his neck as he buried his beak inside the beyond soaked folds of his rider, eating her out as his leftover cum oozed from obscenely swollen, puffy, sensitive pussy lips. The dragon soon met the masters of the house, a riffraff of average humans who hardly stood out to him in any way, though their expression changed from fear to confusion as he showed who he had under his belly.

“I’m afraid this woman now belongs to me for the time being, we met upon the road and had much fun together.” He smiled as his cock surged inside her womb, dousing his eggs and her ovaries with more cum. “She tells me she was to marry one of you, however, as you can see, she is very much gravid with my clutch and soon to be mother of a good few dozen of my whelps.” Gasps of shock echoed in the vast hall he was stinking up with his mere presence, cum and juices staining marble tiles beneath his paws. “I’d apologise but she made it very clear that she never wanted to marry. If you want to talk to her, come find me once she’s not stuck on my knot, I’ll be visiting your lovely town for a few days.”

Shale turned around, tail raised, giving them a nice show of his sweaty behind and the donut nestled between his cheeks and his swaying balls, a farewell as proper as any draconic law instructed him to give to most creatures. Outside Kane had stopped burying his beak inside his woman’s pussy and opted to work on her pucker, stretching it nice and wide as cum belched from it as the pressure inside her guts had reached the very peak of what her stomach could offer, emptying his endless load onto the front gate and over neatly trimmed grasses and flowers. The guards were still… guarding, if staring at the perversely enticing show could be called such.

“Oh, done so soon? I thought you’d stay longer.” The gryphon pulled his head away from the woman’s ass just as a gush of frothy seed spilled from her gaping hole.

“There was not much to say.” He shrugged. “I saw a nice castle on the hill over there, I think it might be a good place to shore up for the night.” With a paw he pointed in the distance to a grey structure made of stone, though it hardly looked like a castle, lacking walls, towers and lookouts of any sort.

“That is a convent, a nunnery, whatever that is. These lovely men were whispering about sending a messenger to warn the occupants of our presence so I suggest we lift such a… burdensome task and do it ourselves.” Kane winked, flexing his wings as he jumped in the air and took flight, immediately followed by the dragon, leaving behind a lake of cum and very confused, yet somehow aroused guards and a town wondering just what they were going to do to deal with the two of them.