Ladies Night Out

Written by PollardTheDragon

Whispa and Sierra owned by PollardTheDragon Kara is owned by RiftyAgon Contains: Lesbian, Herm, Threesome, Penetration, Facesitting, Creampies, Cum Inflation Length: 6346 words

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Rift grumbled as he stirred awake to the sound of wingbeats approaching his

cavern home. Beneath him, lay Kara, still leaking white seed from last night's

breeding. Behind him, lay Sith, and his own sticky reminder as he felt the fluids

caked on his ass still dripping down his thigh.

The sound of claws on stone was heard before a young voice called out from

the cavern's entrance. “Master Rift? Good morning? Master Rift?"

Rift let out a huff as he slowly got to his feet, his backside complaining as he

stretched. He walked to the entrance, careful to not wake his mates, as the morning

light greeted his eyes. He was careful to not let the night's pleasures be too

apparent as he walked out and stretched his wings for a moment, looking at the

drake calling him.

Before him stood a yellow-scaled dragon with a silver underbelly, and

webbed frills on his head and ears accompanying four horns. A young drake,

usefully identified as 'Bolt' by the nameplate on the leather bags adorning his sides,

stood there with mail. “Master Rift I-ah…"

The drake's eyes looked down, noticing the faint trail of white dripping from

Rift's rear. “-ah got some mail for you! Yes!" He blushed, but did his best to ignore

the sexual evidence before him as he fished out two scrolls from his back. “This

one'sh for you, and this one'sh for Kara!" He said as he dropped the two at Rift's feet,

before stepping back.

“Good morning, ah, thank you." Rift nodded, blinking the sleep from his eyes.

“You alright?" Rift raised a brow as he noticed the young drake's blush.

Bolt nodded, standing still, although he could not help himself as he saw a

white dragoness approach behind Rift, smacking her lips as she slowly awoke, and

he saw the same pearly fluids dripping from her hinds. He felt himself grow excited

at the sight.

Rift let out a huff as he saw the mail drake's member start to erect, then

rolled his eyes. “We're, uh, we're good. Thank you." He picked up the scrolls, and

turned to go back into the cave.

Kara noticed the drake's shaft growing, and waited for Rift to turn. She gave

the mail drake a teasing wink as she followed, brushing her tail to the side just long

enough to let him spare a glance at her creamed folds and the silver piercing on her

clit.

Bolt let out a huff, licking his lips involuntarily, before he saw the two

disappear into the cave. Feeling his arousal, he looked around with a blush - opting

to walk down to his next route, as his rod pulsed with unmet need.

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“Says here the guardians want you to train some new recruits." Kara raised

her brow as she read Rift's scroll, sitting across as he and Sithris enjoyed a healthy

breakfast of grilled cheese. “You and Sith both, actually."

Rift looked up and raised a brow. “Sithy too? Why him?"

“Something about needing a partner for the drills?" She shrugged and tossed

the scroll over to the dining dragons.

Rift looked it over for a moment then shrugged. “It's just some element drills,

nothing too bad, right Sithy?" He leaned on his mate, who nodded with a mouthful.

“What about you, Kara? You got something too?"

“Oh, Whispa sent it."

Rift's eyes lit up a moment. “Oh? Can I see? Is she paying a visit?"

Kara chuckled softly. “Hold on, Rift. No, she's not coming to visit. Actually, she

invited me out."

Rift huffed. “Can I come too?"

Kara grinned. “She says it's for a 'ladies night' and 'no drakes allowed'." She sat

back smugly.

Rift whined. “...Can I sit in the corner?"

Kara shook her head. “Oh, Rift, it's a ladies night. No means no. But, maybe I

can convince her to let you stay for the next one, yes?"

Rift let out a disappointed sigh. “Fine."

“Besides, cheesy, you have something to do for the guardians. And you got

some on your snout."

Rift crossed his eyes to look down - indeed, some of the melted cheese did

get on his snout. Licking his lips and retrieving the stray dairy, he huffed. “Right,

yes. Guardian work."

“Sithy will be there, he'll keep you company!" Kara stood and stretched. “Now,

if I'm going to make it to Vercold by sundown, I best get going now." She huffed.

“See you tomorrow?"

Rift nodded. “See you tomorrow." He watched his mate leave, but nearly spit

his food out when, at the last moment, she flashed him a look under her tail, and he

saw a shiny blue glint spreading her tailhole. He watched her fly off, not even

noticing his black tool hardening between his legs.

“You know, we do have some time before we need to go~" Sithris purred as

he leaned against Rift. “Want to go again~?"

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As Kara landed outside the frozen caverns of Whispa's lair, she shivered. The

mountains were not named Vercold for no reason, as, despite the warmth of spring,

snowy blizzards whipped past the glacial home of the ice dragoness. Stepping in to

shake the frost from her wings and to escape the cutting breeze, she let out a huff,

her breath steaming the air as she looked deeper. She could see the well-carved out

hallways just below the cavern entrance, betraying the craftsmanship of the kobolds

Whispa has working for her.

As her claws skittered on the icy floor, she nearly slipped as she descended

to the hall. It was warmer the deeper she went, as she noticed small wards placed

on every carved surface, keeping it from melting. She noticed many of the small,

bipedal lizards running around, wearing furred coats and thick jackets, before one

approached her. “H-Hey! Halt, miss dragoness!"

Kara raised a brow and looked down at the small kobold. “Is Whispa not

here?"

“What business do you have with Mistress Whispa?" He called out in a high

pitched voice.

“I was invited."

“Let me see your invitation!" He called out, before his ears twitched as a

whistle echoed down the hall. “O-Oh! Of course! Yes, r-right this way…"

Kara huffed as the kobold led her down the hall. Small doors to her left and

right led to the dens and warrens of the smaller lizards, but she could see the larger

doors that led to the dining hall and… 'statue garden'? It wasn't until they rounded a

corner and the largest of the doors was presented to her. “This is it, right?"

The kobold nodded, and, with a salute, ran off. Kara could swear she could

see the little guy sweating, before she turned to enter. As she pushed the door

open, she was greeted with a lavish sight - silver and sapphires piled up in the

corners of the room, a velvet carpet leading down the center of the room, to an icy

throne, upon which sat the dragoness she was looking for. Except… different.

This wasn't the Whispa she knew - this Whispa had two legs, and was

dressed in red and black robes. With a grin, she stood. “Hey Kara! Glad to see you

arrived alright!"

Kara raised a brow as the anthro dragoness approached. “Hey… Whispa? Why

are you like… this?"

Whispa shrugged. “Easier to get around the cave." She smiled and walked up

to Kara. “You ready for ladies night?"

Kara rubbed the back of her head. “I… don't know? I wasn't expecting this."

She gestured to Whispa.

Whispa laughed softly. “Oh, Kara, you'll be like this too tonight. The place

we're going doesn't have accommodations for big feral dragons." She smiled. “Don't

worry, I have a potion for it. I waaas planning on using it on Rift, but tonight is

about us!"

Kara raised a brow. “On Rift?" She shook her head. “Right, yes. Are you sure?"

Whispa nodded with a smirk. “Of course. I wouldn't have offered it if I wasn't.

Come, I got some clothes laid out for you, and the potion too." She tapped the white

dragoness's side as she passed, sharp claws clicking on the ice floor. “You must be

cold. The clothes will help."

Kara shivered lightly as she nodded and followed, following Whispa out of the

hoard room to the dining hall, and was met with a table adorned with a glass of

wine and an uncorked bottle of tan liquid. “How much did you plan this?"

“A bit. Don't worry, tonight will be nothing but fun. Got us some reservations

at a fancy restaurant, gonna take us shopping and to a small concert after, then, we

come back for some ladies-only time~" She winked and tapped Kara's rump. “Sound

like fun?"

Kara nodded and sat down, pondering the liquid for a moment, before

picking the vial up. Downing it in one go, she shivered as the bitter taste filled her

mouth. She could already feel her body changing - her legs changing shape, her

forelegs becoming arms, white hair sprouting from her head and growing down to

her shoulders, and her chest becoming heavier as C-Cup breasts made themselves

apparent. She let out a cry as she felt her body change, while Whispa stood by and

helped keep her upright when she inevitably stumbled as the changes solidified.

“Don't worry, it took Rift a bit to get used to two legs." She chuckled, and

handled Kara the wine glass. “Drink, it'll make the taste go away." She smiled warmly

as she held the smaller dragoness upright.

Kara panted and nodded, downing the wine just as she did the potion. While

still bitter, it was infinitely better than the horrid taste of the concoction, before

she looked down at her new form. “Woah. This is…"

Whispa huffed. “Beautiful." She nodded, and embraced her, one hand giving

her chest a grope while the other rubbed Kara's belly. “Don't worry, it'll only last for

tonight. It's not permanent."

Kara huffed and blushed as Whispa embraced her, looking up at the taller

dragoness with a gulp. “Right… yes- Ah~!" She cried out as she felt the dragoness

feel up her crotch, letting out the softest moan as she felt Whispa's skilled fingers

tease her clit for just a moment, her abdomen clenching around the silver plug still

firmly lodged in her ass. “W-Whispa!"

Whispa grinned and withdrew her hand, before stepping back, looking Kara

over. “Just checking~ You do look gorgeous. Even got a little landing strip down

there!" Whispa pointed out as Kara looked down at her crotch, noticing the white

hairs above her mound that were not there before. “Let's get you dressed, kay? We

have a lot to do tonight!"

Kara nodded, taking shaky steps towards the table, getting used to the new

balance as Whispa laid out a dress and silken underwear. This will take some getting

used to…

As Kara slowly got dressed, Whispa couldn't help but notice a faint glimmer

of silver beneath that white tail when she bent over to put her underwear on.

Whispa grinned. “Oh? And what's that?"

Kara blushed and huffed. “It's… a gift. Rift got it for me. I can't have his knot

in me forever, so…" She gave her rear a shake, lifting her tail just enough to show

Whispa her plugged tailhole. “...I wear this sometimes?"

Whispa whistled softly. “I like~" She winked, and let the dragoness finish

getting changed, licking her lips.

As Kara finished putting the clothes on, with some help from Whispa to get

the bra on, she stood up and patted herself down. “This is… new."

“Oh, relax, it's just like tailbags, but for being pretty. We'll get you some

clothes you like while we're in town."

“Town?"

“Well, yeah. That's where dinner and the venues are. That's also where we'll

meet up with Sierra."

“Who's Sierra?"

“Hawk woman I met awhile ago. Really sweet. Has a farm out in the plains."

Whispa grinned. “Don't worry, she's sweet."

“A… hawk woman." Kara raised a brow as she and Whispa walked towards the

mouth of the cave. “And how did you meet her?"

“Actually met her while I was in town. I get my food from her, what stuff the

kobolds don't get." Whispa shrugged. “You'll like her, don't worry."

Kara huffed as the outside's bitter cold dug in again as they reached the

mouth of the cave - the village was a solid hike away, down past the snow line. She

went to open her wings, but found them constrained by her shirt and jacket.

Whispa rolled her eyes. “You're gonna tear my clothes if you keep doing that.

It's just a short hike, you'll be fine."

Kara huffed and held Whispa's hand as they began to descend the mountain -

first things first when they enter town, she needed to find something she can keep

her wings open in.

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Kara shivered as she entered the town. While the plains were significantly

warmer than Whispa's glacial lair, the chill of the cold clung to her as she followed

the icy dragoness. As she looked around, she found it odd - the buildings were

larger than she remembered, and the people weren't as shy as they walked past the

crowds.

Whispa grasped her hand gently, pulling her along. “You'll get used to it.

Come, Sierra's waiting for us."

“Why would she? Does she live here?"

Whispa chuckled. “No, no, she lives outside of town. But she's very punctual,

and I'd rather not miss out on our appetizers, yeah?"

Kara nodded - the hike down the mountain had stirred up an appetite, as her

belly rumbled in agreement.

“Right. Then the Long Post should be… just around the corner." Whispa

thought allowed as she led Kara to the eatery. A nice restaurant by all margins -

fancy decor, outdoor and indoor seating, a savory aroma filling the place, and most

notably, packed full of eager diners. Stepping into the warm building, Kara felt the

warm atmosphere melt the chill from her scales as Whispa spoke briefly to the host,

who led them to a corner booth.

As they approached, Kara noticed someone was already sitting at the table -

a muddy-brown avian lady wearing leather boots, jeans, and a button-down shirt.

The hawk grinned as she saw the approaching dragons. “Howdy Whispa! This yer

friend?"

Whispa nodded as she scooted into the booth. “Hello Sierra. Yes, this is Kara.

Kara, this is Sierra - a close friend of mine."

Sierra reached out a roughscale hand, sharp talons on full display as Kara

shook her hand. “I'd say I'm a bit more than a friend to you by now, Whispa." She

and the icy dragoness chuckled as Kara slipped into the seat.

“It's nice to meet you, Sierra." Kara smiled, looking around the restaurant for

a moment as flickering fires of torchlight illuminated the place. “I'm not quite used

to this whole… two legs, thing, yet, so sorry if I seem distracted."

Sierra chuckled. “It ain't nothin, yer fine. Whispa told me all about you."

Kara raised her brow. “She did?"

“Yup! How she met ya, yer relationship, where yer from… honestly, I'm a bit

jealous! If what I heard is true, ya two have quite the fun." She winked.

Kara chuckled softly. “Oh, you could definitely say that." She felt the lightest

of blush on her cheeks as she thought back to the many, many times she has shared

a bed with the frost dragoness. “I assume you two-"

“Hey now, we're at a family joint, maybe save the intimate talks for later,

girls?" Whispa interrupted, as she picked up the paper menu. “Besides, we got a

menu to peruse."

Sierra laughed for a moment. “Right, right. I'll save it fer when we go

shoppin."

Kara nodded and looked down at her menu, shifting uncomfortably in her

seat as her wings flexed, restrained under her clothes.

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“So, you're telling me you know Pollard as well?" Kara raised a brow as she

followed the other two women out of the restaurant. A good meal, good

conversation, and good company has made the night start well as she was led into

town.

Sierra nodded. “Eyup! Actually met him before I met Whispa. These two kinda

treat this town as a neutral spot. They fight and all, but both gotta get food fer their

kobold's somewhere, and it helps if there's actual farms ta, y'know, grow it." She

explained. “Met him in the same way I met Whispa. He just went and showed up one

day and bought some bulk produce."

Kara nodded. “Right, yes. I've been to his spa - it makes sense that he would

need someone to provide all the refreshments. What with it being off the side of a

mountain and all."

Whispa rolled her eyes. “That spa is just a facade for his lair, you know that,

right?"

Kara shrugged. “So what if it is? I certainly have no complaints about having

my stresses relieved~"

Sierra guffawed. “Haha! Now now Kara, it ain't polite to talk 'bout that stuff in

the open. Behind closed doors, it's better. Besides, we aughtta get you in some

clothes, and I know just the tailor!"

Kara raised a brow, mind shifting from her memories of the times she visited

the purple drake to her restrained wings. “That would be good. Whispa, I love these,

but, they're crushing my wings."

Whispa nodded. “Well, we're gonna get that fixed! Frei knows her stuff."

“Frei?"

“The tailor." Sierra answered as she led the two down a side street. “Real good

at her job, too."

Whispa nodded. “She made the clothes you and I are wearing now. She isn't

too far away either, and is quite nice to work with."

Kara nodded as she was led to a fairly-large storefront, with “Frei's Fabrics"

emblazoned over the door, and a set of dresses sitting on wooden mannequins in

the shop's window. Stepping inside, she heard a bell ring above her head.

“Who eez eet?" A voice called out from the back, as a short woman walked

out from behind a counter. Wearing purple fabrics, she walked towards the three as

they entered - large, grey-splotched black eyes looking them over as antennae

twitched on her head, and soft wings fluttered behind her.

Kara looked the strange moth-woman over, before hearing Sierra call out

from behind her. “Howdy madame! It's us!"

“Oh, eez you, Sierra! Who eez thees?" Frei gestured towards Kara.

“That's Kara, madame. We're 'ere to get her some new clothes. Kara, why

don't you go in the back with her, let her take yer measurements. Don't worry 'bout

the pay, we'll spot ya." Sierra grinned. “Get yerself somethin nice."

Kara nodded and approached the moth who looked her over. “Now, thees eez

a good model." She buzzed then looked at Sierra. “Five minutes, then I find her

something nice that feets her good." She nodded. “Come, come, I need your

measures." Taking Kara by the hand, she led the dragon woman to the back, while

Whispa and Sierra browsed.

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A few moments later, Kara stepped out from behind the backroom, wearing a

black corset, with holes specifically cut out for her wings. Adorning her hips was a

matching dress that came down to her ankles, drawing the eye of both Sierra and

Whispa. Following her was the seamstress, who grinned a wide grin. “Eez done!

Doezn't she look beautiful?"

Sierra whistled. “Ya clean up nice, Kara! Whaddya think?"

Kara shrugged. “It's different, but, I like it. The fabric is pretty soft, if not, a

bit tight on the waist."

Whispa giggled. “It's a corset, dear. They're supposed to be tight. Very

slimming!"

Kara nodded with a huff. “Right, yes. How much is it?"

The moth lady walked behind the counter and wrote a few things down on

her ledger. “Oh, eez not too much. Already had that in ztock, zo… eez only a

hundred crowns"

Whispa raised a brow. “Only?"

Sierra shook her head. “The price fer beauty, am I right?" She chuckled and

pulled a leather bag from her belt, counting out ten large coins. “Y'all're gonna pay

me back, right?"

Whispa grinned with a nod, while Kara crossed her arms. “I thought you said

you were going to cover it? How much is it in shinies?"

Sierra grinned a wide grin. “Oh naw, ya ain't gonna pay me back in that.

Don't'chya worry none, I got plans." She chuckled, then looked up at a clock on the

wall. “Aw shit. Sorry ta have ta shop n run Frei. Love ta talk, but we gotta make the

concert. See ya in a bit!"

The shopkeeper buzzed as Sierra took Kara's hand and led her out of the

boutique, with Whispa trailing behind as she looked over Kara's new outfit from

behind. Licking her lips, she caught up with the two, taking Kara's other hand as

Sierra led the group towards the town theatre.

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As the group entered the theatre, they were greeted with the sounds of

muffled townsfolk, all gathering in cushioned seats as a large band assembled on

stage. “Perfect timing." Whispa beamed, as she sat down. Sierra sat down next to

her, then Kara next to Sierra.

They weren't the best seats, in the back of the auditorium, but they weren't

the worst either. As the lighting was snuffed, leaving just the stage lit, and the music

started, Kara and Whispa leaned on Sierra lightly, listening to the soft orchestra

slowly grow to a beautiful melody.

Kara spoke in a hushed whisper. “Thank you, Whispa, and Sierra. Tonight is

just amazing."

Whispa chuckled softly. “It's not over yet, Kara. After this, we're going to be

over at Sierra's for the night."

“Oh?"

Sierra grinned. “Yep. And don't worry, we got plenty ta do there." She winked.

“Now hush up and listen ta the music."

Whispa rolled her eyes and nodded, while Kara purred, leaning on Sierra's

strong shoulder.

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The trio left the theatre relaxed and thoroughly entertained, as they made

small talk on the way to Sierra's ranch. It wasn't the longest walk, but by the time

they had arrived, the sun had already mostly set.

Sierra grinned as she opened the door to the wooden ranch house, letting

the two dragons inside. “C'mon in! What's mine is yours!" She laughed. The inside

was very… homely. Fur rugs, a soft leather couch, a stocked kitchen, and a warm

fireplace. There was even a bookshelf sitting in the corner.

Kara looked around and smiled, stretching her wings. “Nice little place. You

live here alone?"

Sierra chuckles. “I suppose. Not most nights, but I ain't got a permanent mate

yet either." She shrugged and sat down on the couch. “So, y'all ready?"

Kara raised her brow as she approached, Whispa behind. “Ready for?"

“For the afterparty~" Whispa said in a sultry tone, patting Kara on the rump.

Sierra nodded, spreading her legs. “Ya can say that again~ Kara, I ain't done

anything with you yet. Why don't'chya start us off, mm?"

Kara huffed, and nodded as she looked Sierra over. Reaching down, she

grabbed the hem of her shirt, pulling it off quickly to reveal her naked breasts. Her

wings spread wide behind her. “I've been waiting to hear that! It can't be a visit to

Whispa without SOME fun~"

Whispa grinned, and whispered in Kara's ear. “You should show her your

little… present~" She said as she embraced the dragoness from behind, reaching

into her dress and gently running a finger across the plug, drawing a gasp from

Kara.

Kara nodded, then approached Sierra, tucking her thumbs beneath her dress

and tugging it down, letting it fell to her ankles. Sierra let out a whistle, those sharp

hawk eyes taking in the sight. “Atta girl~ Now, cmon over here, I know ya want in

my pants."

Kara huffed. “It hasn't slipped my mind~" She grinned as she kneeled down in

front of the couch and looked up at the avian, before pulling her pants down. Her

eyes locked with Sierra's crotch, a blush appearing on her face. “Sierra, you didn't

tell me you had-"

“- a dick? Yeah, I get that a lot. Don't'chya worry, he likes you~" She grinned,

slowly tracing a taloned finger around her plump, fuzzy sheath. “Go on. I don't

bite~"

Whispa huffed, dropping her own clothes as she got behind Kara, hiding up

her tail to get a good look at the wet pussy below. “Mmm~ I'll get her ready back

here."

Kara huffed, shivers running up her spine as she felt Whispa's cool breath on

her nethers, before the forked tongue of the dragoness rolled across her folds,

drawing a soft gasp. She felt herself quickly reminded of her position when Sierra

gripped her horns and brought her snout close to those heavy balls, taking in the

hawk's masculine scent. She licked her lips, planting a kiss on the heavy orbs,

suckling them gently before licking up the side of her sheath. She saw the thick

black tip of the hawk's dick slowly poking free, and leaned in, wrapping her lips

around it, and letting her tongue tease at her sheath.

Sierra huffed. “Atta girl~ Get in there~ Show me ya want it~" She chuckled,

rolling her hips as she felt Kara's tongue rub her shaft and her mouth suck on her

tip. Holding a horn, she gently gyrated her hips, her shaft growing hard in Kara's

mouth, listening to her moan around it, feeling her warm throat slowly mold around

the girthy rod, before pulling back, letting Kara gaze upon the saliva-coated shaft.

Kara panted and looked at the black, ten-inch shaft throbbing in front of her

snout. “Huff~ That's as big as Rift's~" She gasped, feeling Whispa's teasing tongue

slip inside her slit for just a moment. “Whispa, dear~"

Sierra nodded. “Great, cuz that means I know ya can take it~" She gripped

Kara's horn, and pulled her back down onto her shaft, feeling that tongue lather her

pulsing pole. “Good~ Keep doin this, get me nice and ready~"

The sandwiched dragoness huffed and moaned around Sierra's cock as she

began to suck and lick the rod, taking it into her throat. Massaging every inch of it

with her maw as her snout pressed against the fat black knot, while one hand

reached up and gently kneaded the avian's hefty balls. Salty precum slowly started

dripping as she continued, feeling the thick taste on her tongue as she worked the

rod.

Whispa grinned slyly as she continued to lick and delve into Kara's tight vent,

planting wet kisses on her firm clit as he felt the dragoness clench around her long

forked tongue. Pulling back, she wiped her mouth and looked at Sierra. “I think she's

just about ready~"

Sierra grinned. “As do I~" She pulled out of Kara's maw, her cock attached by

a thin string of saliva and precum. It pulsed hard in front of her, a pearl of white

gracing the pointed tip. “Kara, be a good girl, turn around, and show me yer ass~"

Kara huffed, feeling a burning heat in her wet loins - a needy desire for the

pulsing shaft in front of her. She slowly turned around, flagging her tail high as she

reached back with a hand, spreading herself for Sierra, showing off that tight, wet

flower and, to Sierra's enjoyment, the shiny buttplug keeping her ass spread.

Sierra chirred softly, pressing her crotch to Kara's rear, running her hands

along her firm backside, before bringing a clawed thumb to rest on the buttplug.

“Mmm~ What have we here? A lil present fer me?" She chuckled, gently pressing on

the base.

Kara huffed. “Nnf~ It's to keep me nice and ready for my mate~ You can take

it out~" She looked back, but was quickly reminded of the other dragoness in the

room as her horn was gripped and her snout pulled forward. Cyan scales filled her

view, with short blue hairs, before she looked up.

Whispa chuckled as she pulled Kara's snout to her wet flower, shivering as

she felt her breath on her nethers. “About time you returned the favor. No more

words - put your little tongue to work~"

Kara looked at Whispa's crotch for a moment, before obeying. She leaned

forward, her snout pressing to Whispa's pink flower. She gently licked, her tongue

caressing Whispa's delicate folds and drawing hisses of pleasure from the

dragoness, before she herself let out a moan as she felt the dominant hawk behind

her slowly twist and pull the plug out of her needy ass. She felt the thick black flesh

of Sierra's throbbing cock rubbing between her cheeks, feeling it press and tease at

her stretched tailhole, before the hawk gripped her hips.

“Kara, best bite yer lip~" Sierra huffed, before, after a quick smack on the ass,

she lined her pointed tip up, and thrusted inch after girthy inch of avian cock deep

into the dragoness. She let out a pleasured cry, feeling Kara's experienced ass

clench and massage her breeding pole. As the hawk's fat knot tapped the

dragoness's rim, she let out a heavy sigh. “Atta girl~"

When Kara felt Sierra press in, shocks of pleasure rolled through her body.

Hot sparks danced across her abdomen as she felt the hawk spear into her, her

tongue twitching and quivering on Whispa's tight hole. Feeling the dragoness tug

on her horns, reminding her to continue, she drove her tongue into Whispa's

entrance, eager to please. Hot moans escaped her maw, muffled by Whispa's pussy,

as Sierra held her hips tight and began to pump that large cock in and out of her

ass. She could feel her own flower dripping wet - she felt drops of her arousal drip

down her leg, every time she felt Sierra's heavy balls tap her quivering slit.

Whispa huffed as she watched Sierra plunge into Kara, watching the hawk go

to work on that tight rear. She grinded her hips on Kara's snout, letting out soft

moans and aroused hisses as she made sure the dragoness beneath her pleasured

that firm clit. With every pounding thrust, Whispa heard the smack of hips on hips,

and felt Kara's tongue twitch oh-so-wonderfully inside her. “Nnf~ Go on, get in

there~" She encouraged, toes curling as she then felt that tongue slip deep inside.

“Ah~ There you go~"

Sierra chirred, hips pounding hard as she felt that tight hole grip her breeder.

Holding Kara's hips tight, she looked up at Whispa, her breasts bouncing with every

thrust. “Yer next~ Hff~ Gods, this is a nice ass~" She smacked Kara's firm rear again.

Kara moaned, feeling hot, thick precum slowly coat her inner walls, spread by

the thick pole of the hawk behind her, while her snout was coated in the fluids of

the dragoness in front of her. Her legs quivered as pleasure rolled through her, as

she felt her body tense - a prelude to orgasm.

Whispa noticed the submitting dragoness's tensing tongue, and chuckled

softly. “Mmh~ Hm~ Yeah, she's a bit bit of a butt slut~ You should hear her when Rift

takes her."

Sierra grinned. “I can believe it~ It feels like yer about to cum, ain't ya,

Kara~?" She slowed her thrusts, edging the dragoness below her, letting her feel

that throbbing, pulsing shaft inside her, and feel that girthy knot. “Hff~ Ya want my

knot, don't ya~?"

Kara nodded, only for her face to be redirected back to Whispa's pussy, the

demanding dragoness not letting up in her desires.

Sierra chuckled. “I didn't hear ya." She leaned down, breasts to Kara's back,

one hand tracing up her side to grope her breast and gently flick the nipple. “I said,

ya want my knot, don't ya?" She emphasized with a teasing push, pressing the knot

against her rim.

Kara let out a muffled cry, pulling away just long enough. “Sierra~! Fucking

knot me~! MMphf~!" She moaned, snout once again buried in dragoness pussy.

Sierra chuckled softly. “Mmm~ Very well~" She sat back up, gripping those

hips tightly as she hammered away. She could feel Kara fly over her edge, feeling

her body tense and tighten, feel that asshole practically milk her cock, and feel the

hot splash of femcum squirt against her hefty sack as she thrust hard and fast. A

moment later, she sank the knot inside, letting out an avian cry as she came.

Kara panted heavily, her senses flooded with pleasure. She felt her body

contract and relax, feeling that massive knot spread her rim, before feeling the first

heavy shot of hot cum in her deepest depths. Rope after heavy rope spread gooey

warmth through her abdomen, as she felt those heavy balls resting against her

needy pussy contracting with every shot of hawk cum. She felt her belly swell, the

volume of seed enough to make her abdomen visibly bulge, before she cried out

into Whispa's pussy as she felt the hawk harshly pull the knot out, her asshole left

gaped and dripping hot cum as the last few ropes splattered across her back.

Whispa panted softly as she looked down at the dragoness, feeling Kara relax,

and chuckled. “Good girl~"

Sierra huffed, stroking her cum-covered shaft, still hard. “Yeah, yer a good

girl, Kara~ Love the look." She chuckled. “Yer turn, Whispa."

Whispa purred as she stood up, before turning around and laying on top of

Kara, breasts to her back, as she presented her own backside to the hung hawk. She

whispered in Kara's ears, purring softly. “Mmmh~ It wouldn't be fair to make you

watch, so, you get to feel her as she takes me too~" She lifted her tail, and let out a

soft hiss as she felt that ebony shaft against her pink flower. “Don't worry, she can

go up to six times in a night~"

Kara panted beneath Whispa, eyes cloudy with afterglow and pleasure. All

she could smell was Whispa's femininity, and all she could focus on feeling was the

hot cum drooling down from her used asshole. At least, until she felt Whispa's hips

ontop of hers, and her breasts on her back. Letting out a purr, she blushed as she

heard Whispa's claim. “Six times~? Fuck me~"

Sierra chuckled as she eyed her prize, gently pushing the tip into Whispa and

drawing a low moan from the dragoness. “Later~" She closed her eyes and focused

on the sensation as she sunk her inches into the icy 'ness. “By th' time we're done

tonight, I'll see to it that both of ya go home nice and full~"

Whispa hissed, feeling that shaft spread her, as she held tightly onto Kara. As

Sierra started to thrust, every motion sent shivers through Whispa, and every

jostling motion was felt by Kara, through the dragoness. Their bodies flush

together, Kara could feel every time Sierra fully thrusted inside, feeling that cyan

abdomen bulge with the girth of the hawk's cock, and felt herself grow needy all

over again, as if she didn't just get the daylights fucked out of her.

Sierra did not relent in her thrusts. Each motion slapped hips to hips, her

fuzzy balls slapping against Whispa's clit every time she speared inside. She moaned

with pleasure, feeling those tight walls massaging her cock. “Y'all need ta come by

more often~"

Whispa moaned in agreement. “Yeah~ We do~ Nnf~!" She tensed, already

close to climax from Kara's oral treatment, and now the thick girth of Sierra was

quickly pushing her to her limit. She leaned down and gently bit on Kara's neck, the

love bite muffling her orgasmic cry as her body convulsed around the pounding

cock.

Sierra did not relent, thrusting harder as she felt the dragoness quivering

around her dick. “That was fast, Whispa~ Mmn~ She that good at oral~? Guess I'll

find out later~" She grunted, as hot precum dripped inside the dragoness, and she

increased her pace. “Ready fer your fillin~?"

Whispa moaned, holding Kara tightly. “Sierra~ Fill me~" She ordered, but

without the means to control the hawk's thrusts as her orgasm was lengthened with

each slap of hips on hips.

Sierra huffed. “As you say~" She cawed, before spreading Whispa wide with

her thick knot. Keeping her beak closed and her eyes closed, she took deep breaths

as her muscles tensed, and her balls twitched. She felt orgasm wash over her - hot

ropes flooding Whispa's womb and bloating her belly, just as the previous load

bloated Kara's. Every drop, sealed inside by the fat knot.

Before long, the hawk's orgasm waned, and she slipped that girthy pole out,

leaving Whispa's wet slit gaped and drooling white. “Ha~ There we go. Who wants

round three~?"

Kara raised her hand. “Me, please~"

Sierra huffed, and gave Whispa's ass a smack. “Then why don't ya two get up,

we'll finish the night in the bedroom~"

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By the time the three were finished, many orgasms later, both dragonesses

were spent. Laying on opposite sides of Sierra, they were left panting and gravid,

both holes leaking white seed, while the hawk herself lay in the middle, arms

around them, her shaft flaccid and her crotch covered in their mixed fluids.

Whispa panted softly, and looked to Kara. “Mmh~ So, same time next

month~?"

Kara was panting softly, eyes half-lidded as hot afterglow urged her to rest.

“Nnh~ Next month~ I'll let Rift know~"

Sierra yawned as her own afterglow threatened to put her to sleep. “Let him

know~ He's allowed to come next time, too. Just, ah, tell him to wear a cute dress~"

Kara chuckled softly and nodded, nuzzing the hawk's neck. “See you in the

morning…?"

Sierra nodded. “In the morning."

Whispa nodded. “Mhmm~ Just, ah, by then we should be on all fours again,

so~"

Sierra chuckled. “I can think of worst ways to wake up. Goodnight, you sexy

things."

Whispa and Kara responded in tired unison. “Goodnight~"