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Meeting Her Acquaintance 02

"So what do you want to know first?" Asked Ceylon. The three of them had all resituated in the front room under the light that streamed in through the bay window, each on their own pillow while they brandished tea. Vanessa was on a lavender pillow, with her tail curled around her body and a specially designed teacup in her front talon, while Ceylon and Ben were on a larger, communal cushion that was large enough to house them both. "I have so much to tell!"

Vanessa trilled as her feathers stood on end, plumage inflating in affection. "Well, I want to know about you, overall. Who are you, how did you meet Bern here?" She extended a talon to grab his tail, as if holding hands. "And what do you like about this particular activity? I know it's a job, but this is for a friend, and I'm always eager to meet and greet new people, inside and out!"

Ceylon lowered her head a bit, clicking her beak while conveniently avoiding eye contact. In all the years she had been playing role of predator or mother in this situation, the only one he'd ever been prey to was his mate, Leera. Despite her zeal and desire to be in a warm womb again, it felt intensely awkward for her to ask it of someone she wasn't familiar with; that made it perfect that the other gryphoness wanted to become acquainted before anyone dove headfirst into anyone else. "Well, I don't know where to start, if you want me to be honest. Usually I'm in your position, and I already know what to say."

Bern rumbled in a bit of a subdued laugh, smirking gently as he had a drink and observed the other two. This was engaging to him, cute and interesting from the perspective as an eternal predator.

"Well, let's start at the top, dear. Why do you want to be inside me? What about that appeals to you?" Vanessa asked, her voice calm and kind.

"Honestly, it's a lot of things. A long time ago when I met Leera for the first time, she was fighting with herself over her overbearing predatory instincts, and I had no interest in such things. She and I bonded, and she shared her desire to swallow me. I thought it was weird - as most would - and nearly left her before learning a bit about her biology. Eventually she convinced me to try it, to let her have her way with me as a meal. At first, I hated it; the constriction hurt and the bite left me bleeding every time, at least until the actual consumption happened." Ceylon explained, never raising her gaze to meet Vanessa's.

The other gryphoness interrupted, as softly as she could. "And this mate of yours, Leera, is she a serpent?"

"Naga, actually. Mostly snake, but with the aid of my own magics and some potions, she's able to transform into a naga with arms, allowing her to handle things properly." She nodded and looked up to see Vanessa's gape-beaked smile, a visage that brought joy to her as well. "And when the strike and constriction were over, the entire experience changed. The gentle caress of her scales on my fur and feathers, the softness of her flesh enveloping me, and the support of her gullet massaging me as I made passage to her belly all worked together to allow me to float above the clouds, if you don't mind more elegant word usage."

Vanessa slowly nodded while taking a sip. "Well, I see, I see. So you didn't like the helplessness of being prey, but were okay with the actual consumption? Once you were inside her, you felt like she was caring for you, or maybe even protecting you?"

Ceylon shook her head, kindly refuting Vanessa's theory. "No, not quite. I don't like being submissive at all. Right from birth and as far back as I can remember, I was confident caring for myself. I love being cared for, sure, but I don't feel right letting my safety go into the control of others."

"Trust me, she's a feisty one!" Bern joked as he took another big gulp of tea. "Been trying to have her for dinner for years and she just won't let me!"

Both Ceylon and Vanessa shot a look to him before Vanessa waved him off. "Dahnak, darling, please don't interrupt. I'm trying to get to know this lovely bird a bit better. Please keep your jokes to yourself during this sensitive time." She turned back to Ceylon, nodding to encourage her. "Now, dear, please continue. If you so disliked being in the submissive role, why did you allow it to happen? What incited you to explore? Is it not about submission for you? Such intimate acts of consumption can trigger a wide range of emotions and sensations, so I want to know what ones excite you." Her soft lavender eyes blinked slowly, never leaving Ceylon's gaze.

"Honestly, most of it comes from Leera herself. There's a very, very long explanation involving the instincts and culture of the tribe of naga she came from, but basically she needed to be dominant. She needed to be aggressive. To her it wasn't just a fetish or a desire, but a deeply ingrained need. If she didn't satisfy her urges, she would descend into ferality and do some real damage. As long as she had prey to dominate, she could keep her wits about her; when she was in a good mood, there were no others kinder than her, but when she had those desires, she was insufferable and dangerous. I felt I was sacrificing myself to her desires in order to stop her from being a true monster."

"So you submitted to her, to be dominant in other interactions? I may be overstepping my status since I just met you, but is there a chance that, outside of these acts, you are the one in charge?"

Ceylon shrugged, taking a moment to contemplate that possibility. "I suppose you could see it that way. I mean, I don't like to dominate others, I don't see myself as her keeper or master or in any way, and I'm certainly not her superior, but I do feel responsible for her pleasure and serenity. I do what I can to ensure she's happy, not just because I want her happy, but also because I certainly don't want to be the victim of her wrath. I can overpower her if I need, but I don't want to exert any force over her." She paused and shook her head, clenching her beak shut. "I really, really don't like the idea of consumption, vore, or any sort of endo-play as a matter of dominance or submission. To me it's about the pleasure, at least now."

Vanessa bowed gently. "I see, I see. So it wasn't always about pleasure?"

"Yeah. When we were young and new to it all, I did it to tame her, it was certainly for nothing more than the soothing nature of it for her; she hated it, I was uncomfortable with it, and we both suffered through it for her mental and emotional health for the greater good. It wasn't until later that I was able to enjoy it. It wasn't until we'd reached a sort of pattern and schedule that we were able to do it for fun instead of necessity. I found that I enjoyed the physical sensations. Her throat was pleasant to the touch, and while it took a long time to get over my fear of cramped spaces, it eventually became as comforting as sleeping under a particularly heavy blanket."

"I see, I see. So it wasn't until the element of dominance was entirely removed from the equation that you were able to enjoy it. That makes sense, really. A lot of people I work with, they like the protective nature I present them with moreso than anything else, but there are ones who seek Bern and I out strictly for the physical sensations an encompassing passage offers." She let go of his tail and sipped her tea again, holding it in both talons, trilling and purring gently. "But that doesn't explain why you are here for the pleasures of a lady's backside. We've been talking strictly oral consumption, yet if you wanted that you could get it from Bern here. I have a theory, but I want to hear it from you."

A deep blush swelled in Ceylon's neck and cheeks, turning the black of her cere mauve. It was clear she was a little uncomfortable saying so to a relative stranger, but she reassured herself that it was fine since she was a friend of Bern and she seemed to know what she was talking about. Vanessa was proving to be equal parts therapist and sensual predator; very similar to how Ceylon was when she was going to offer her body to prospective prey. "Well, uh, that part's entirely sexual for me. Passionate. See, I am what you call a size queen, I love it when larger drakes, stallions, and sires have their way with me. If I'm feeling particularly excitable, I'll even use my magic abilities to shrink my form to ensure greater...uh....you know. Sizeplay. I mean, I'm not shy about that, but I tend to take it to the extreme thanks to my abilities."

Vanessa purred a bit as she interjected. "So naturally, you wanted your smaller partners to offer as much of themselves as physically possible to fulfill your needs. Makes sense."

"Yes, yes of course. It started by simply getting people to use their arms on me when I was still a feral adolescent. I loved it when those farm boys had to massage me until I took their arm to the shoulder. It was carnal and primal, but to this day I still love it. I love being filled as much as I can, but I also like doing that to others. I've played with mares in the past, I've had my way with much larger dragonesses, and often times the only part of me that will satisfy them are my arm or tail. Blend that with the pleasure I eventually gained and associated with Leera swallowing me, and it's an interesting combination. That pleasure most people get solely from sexual penetration I can feel when any of my body is inside my partner. Fisting, beaking, unbirthing, vore, you name it. If flesh is smothering me, I can enjoy a full bodied climax unlike anything purely sexual."

Again, Vanessa kept purring as she took a sip and nodded. It was clear at this point she was summing up the situation, finding links and loops around Ceylon's logic in order to determine her next move; that's what Ceylon would do if she were in that position. The goal of being a loving, passionate predator was to know precisely what the prey wanted, and to act on it - sometimes even before invited to do so. Though Ceylon didn't much care for the dominance aspect of such interactions, prey loved it most of the time, and would react positively to having the gryphon force herself on them. Vanessa wouldn't do that to Ceylon, since Cey had made it quite clear she didn't appreciate such forward actions, but she was waiting for an opportunity to act. The look in her eyes shifted ever so subtly, giving her away.

Ceylon noted Vanessa's every reaction, and decided to lure her, ever so gently. "So of course, when she and I were in the throes of passion, I started by filling her to the best of my abilities. She's a snake, stretchy from maw to tail, so it wasn't long at all before I was able to use my beak and talons to pry her open, nuzzling into her flesh as her ventral scale slid over my head and neck. I'm not sure if she was always this way, but it became clear that her womb secreted the same breathable fluid that her digestive system did for most of her cycle. Then, with one powerful kick, away I went into her, and she swallowed me up from both ends. Inside, I massaged and kneaded her flesh until her powerful muscles squeezed and forced me out. I, uh...." She paused, noticing that her own vulva were dripping a thick, viscous lubricant.

Just like expected, that's when Vanessa made her move. Having noticed Ceylon's subtle shift and the grind of her inner thighs against the underside of her tail, she shuffled forward off the lavender pillow, took a large gulp of her tea, and leaned in very close to Ceylon so their beaks nearly touched. The warmth of her breath tickled Ceylon's upper body feathers to the point that each feather-shaft stood on end, fluffying her up. Tell me more, dear."

"I can't stop thinking about her, Vanessa. I can't, and that's why I'm here today. She's across the world and I want someone to do to me what she does. Or someone I can do to what I do to her. Either way...Bern says you're the right gryphon for me, so I trust him. Tell me, Vanessa, are you the gryphon to suit my needs?" Ceylon shuffled in closer as well, gently rubbing the side of her beak to Vanessa's, a deep cooing trill escaping her maw as her wings widened ever so gently. It was a sort of mating dance, only both were female and the only drake in sight was Dahnak.

The sly dragon rumbled and growled towards both his mate and friend, standing tall above the two of them. He didn't speak, but his expression made it clear that he could tell that the gryphons were getting amorous with one another.

"Well, maybe instead of thinking about her, you can think about us, my dear? Yoday, we are yours, if you so chose to welcome us into your world." Vanessa further leaned in, dragging her cheek past Ceylon's beak and down her neck to preen at the feathers there, in a motion that Ceylon herself mimicked to do the same in return. Both gryphons had their hind ends raised with tails curled up over their backs to rest between the wings in a traditional courtship dance.

Then, instead of having Vanessa lean in and nibble at Ceylon's haunches, Bern placed his large front foot on her back, digging claws in. "Well, I hope you have room in there for a drake!"

A brief moment of hesitation washed over Ceylon as she pondered whether or not she was prepared to dive in like that. Vanessa had done a great job alleviating any hesitation she felt regarding being prey to someone other than Leera, and Ceylon was good friends with Bern, but all at once seemed like an interesting jump into sensuality. Sure, that wasn't anything odd when she was in charge and she had no qualms about commanding two others, but when she was the pure submissive between two others, it was a little unnerving. She could have pulled away, she could have resisted, and she could have hesitated, but she didn't.

There was no reason to hold back at this point. Ceylon had traveled far and went out of her way to meet up with Bern with the hopes he could hook her up with a like-minded lass or fellow, and Ceylon couldn't deny that Vanessa was quite attractive. As a gryphon, Ceylon had a natural affinity for others like her and Vanessa shared her love for such lewd acts, acted somewhat similar in a predatory role, and seemed sweet and kind enough to trust.

Of course, at this point she was so excitable that a pile of rocks would be appealing if they were rounded and shiny enough. Ceylon was by no means known for being shy or bashful, so it didn't take much for her to turn her behavior into a more aggressive tone. The sharpness of Bern's claws on her haunches triggered her more dominant natural state, and she decided to take control even between the two predators on either side of her. With one brisk motion, she turned to face Bern as she walked towards him, head held high and tail lifted up over her lower back to give Vanessa a clear view of the juicy vulva there. "Well there, Bern, I'm glad to see you're finally getting involved! I'm sure I could put parts of you to good use.

Bern stepped back and raised an eyebrow, huffing in gentle laughter as he kept one claw held high as if he was about to slash at her. He glanced over to Vanessa, then back to Ceylon. "Well I wouldn't dare leave my honored guest needing any sort of affection, you know me better than that." In response, he stepped back into her so their chests were touching, a sly grin peeling his lips apart to show his teeth.

Ceylon was going to nip at him and show her power and dominance, but was caught off guard when she felt a light preening on her rump fur. The touch melted her, leaving her knees weak and her tail twitching as her vulva winked in excitement. "Oh, Vanessa, please don't be a tease." She cooed back at the other gryphon, eyes softening as she glanced over her shoulder. She could feel the warmth of gentle exhalations tickling her under the tail, adding to the moisture there. Her toes curled against the wood floor with each sway of her rump end.

Then, to her delight, she felt Vanessa's beak lightly rubbing between her rump cheeks, nuzzling up and down in gentle motions followed by the gentlest of licks. When Vanessa pulled away, a thick gooey trail of lubricant bridged from beak to Ceylon's lips, and Vanessa joked, "Well, the first thing I'm truly learning about you is that you get quite wet quite fast!" She licked her beak clean of the mess before hopping into Ceylon's backside, both talons on her rump and beak pressed tight under tail.

All of the apprehension and worry melted the more Ceylon felt her confidence return at the advent of every lick and every nuzzle. She stomped her hind leg down in pleasure as she shifted her head tot he side, beak bared. Then, when she opened her eyes she was greeted with the glistening orange flesh of Bern's shaft bobbing between his hind legs, a noticeable bead of precum dribbling against every movement.

Hungry for cock, she reached out to cradle the tip, urging him in closer so she could wrap her beak around it. Ceylon wasn't the best at giving oral, at least not to males, so she was particularly careful with her beak as she swallowed his member. Her tongue stuck out to cradle the underside as she gently squeezed her beak down on it, angled slightly to the side to avoid having the hook stab into him.

Behind her, Vanessa kept licking between her folds, squeezing her rump, and nuzzling into her with a vigor that surprised Ceylon after how demure she'd acted prior. Then, with one quick motion, she gave a quick nuzzle over Ceylon's winking clit to force her beak into her! Lips parted wide and stretched taut around the gryphoness' beak, clitoris winking steadily while pressed up against her chin. At first Ceylon didn't know what to do, so she pushed back as hard as she could to swallow as much of Vanessa as she could.

But then she pulled out and made a deep guttural vocalization with head pointed towards the ceiling of the den, a series of deep chirps and a trill followed by her voice. "So I know some very important things about you now, Ceylon. Very good things. Thank you for offering yourself in such a way." She said with a soft tone before licking her lips clean of the gooey mess Ceylon's pussy had smeared all over he beak. "Now the real question is, how do I use that to my advantage?"

Ceylon gave one more suckle to Bern's cock before pulling away and gulping down the salty mess that he'd left at the back of her throat. She turned to Vanessa and leaned in close to once again nuzzle at the gryphoness' cheek and shoulders, wrapping necks as both gently parted their wings, both with tail up like before. Only this time, Bern leaned into Ceylon and mounted her with both front feet wrapped around her hips and cock idly stabbing under her tail. After all, she had it raised and she was exposed to him, she thought it made perfect sense that someone was having their way with her.

The submission in her was showing. Though mostly dominant and in control the whole time, sometimes she just wanted to be ravaged one way or another, and Bern knew that when her tail was up and curled over her lower back like that, she was free to be licked, caressed, nuzzled, or mounted, unless they were in public. He didn't speak to her, but the deep growls that escaped his lips as he bit down on her neck told her all she needed to know about the mood she'd put him in.

Again, she pushed back and grinded against him, angling her backside and hips every which way to help him find the right vantage. After only a minute of encouragement from Vanessa, Ceylon managed to help Bern's cock tip find her succulent vulva. When her flesh kissed his, he immediately bucked like a stallion, forcing every bit of his length between her folds to slam his hips against hers.

The pressure from his weight slamming into her made Ceylon misstep forward, nearly knocking Vanessa off balance before Ceylon had Bern's front leg pressed down on her shoulders, pinning her to the ground. Deep down inside, Ceylon know this wasn't quite what she had in mind for an end-game wish when she came to visit, but the throbbing of Bern's girth, knot, and ridges caressed her depths quite nicely and all that concern melted away. More so when she saw Vanessa turn and raise her tail towards the two of them as she glanced over her shoulder, locking eyes with Ceylon.

Bern had most of his weight on top, holding Ceylon down, but that didn't stop him from leaning forward do nuzzle up under Vanessa's tail, snout peeling away the flesh to show the deep lavender folds within. Ceylon hadn't gotten a good look at this part of Vanessa yet, but the deep colors and the sheen of arousal made it seem so tasty and inviting, even though Bern's big head was in the way. Eager to get a taste of that, she inched forward and shoved Bern's head out of the way, herself burying her beak between the plump gryphon folds before her.

For that split second immediately after she nuzzled up under Vanessa's tail and those lips slid over either side of her beak, Ceylon felt an innate and deep pleasure that rekindled her love for her mate. The warm flesh squeezed her beak shut, with gooey mess smothering her and trickling down to moisten her nares, and that sensation made her pussy even more moist and hungry for the cock that gently pounded her from behind.

To her delight, Vanessa was every bit as stretchy and loose as she was, and her flesh parted with ease to slide over her beak while Bern bucked into her, the pressure forcing Ceylon to be shoved deeper and deeper into Vanessa's sex, creating a sort of thrusting motion.

"There we go, dear." Vanessa cooed to Ceylon over her shoulder, a soft smile on her face as she widened her stance. She was bracing herself to be stuffed with gryphon, and she knew that Bern would help her out with that by using his hips to push Ceylon in.

And of course, Ceylon was more than happy to oblige.