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D: Slow night, the big drake thought, tossing the wrapper of his meal into a bin on his way by. Was hard to find a bit of action on a work night. The feral male sat, pulling out his phone, working through the extensive list of contacts seeing who might be available... Sandy might work, though he wasn't really up for the drama. Kathleen perhaps? He snorted, his cream colored underbelly expanding as he stretched, taking a deep breath, the tight leathers he wore straining under his motion. If he'd kept digging through his phone for another minute he'd have missed her slipping into the alley beside the old Jacobson building. Lilith was a rare treat he got to sample on occasion, the cute subby little feral dragoness was attracted to the big aggressive drake like flies to honey and he enjoyed using that pretty muzzle of hers any time it was available. It wasn't amazing or anything, but there was something particularly satisfying about having sex with a married hen that got his rocks off every time. What was she up to? He grinned, slipping onto all fours as he hopped across the street. Maybe he'd get lucky.

A: The adorable she dragon walked casually down a sidewalk, her husband had recently gotten into something bad, a drug kind of bad. So bad he became addicted and it had almost put them into bankruptcy. That was two years ago but ever since she was about to walk out on him he had reinstated their love by slowly fighting of his addiction to cocaine. She loved him, she truly did, and though she despised every second she saw him doing the stuff her heart fluttered every other second when he showed his true love and devotion, and even moreso now that he was getting over his addictiveness! It made her smile as she turned to go down to the alley, knowing that this was where the back entrance was for the stage. She was going to surprise her husband with more than just a hello and a kiss to say thank you, bringing flowers and chocolate in a heart shaped box, despite it not even being Valentine's Day! Heck, she was even excited for when they got home, planning to give her husband the rest of his gift later tonight~. They lived a wealthy lifestyle, nothing too crazy but enough to call them slightly rich as the hen walked down in her sleek white dress, along with her four golden rings he had proposed to her with. She'd wear them all the time just to show she was taken, the maroon and almost blackish violet hided ness made her way down, not even noticing the randy male following behind her.

D: The spotted drake didn't announce himself to his little plaything, rather enjoying stalking her like this, watching that fine tail sway like that from behind. His leathers tightened around the midsection as he snuck closer and closer to her. There was a speech going on in the auditorium but he wasn't listening in on what it was about, at least not until he passed the final door to staging area proper. Some sort of award ceremony or something. Koth paused, eyeing the area. It was dark, cozy, just out of sight but with a sliver between the curtain and the stage to show the tall leopard behind a podium rambling something about addictions. With a casual gate, the big drake sauntered up beside his little plaything and sat beside her. The noise of the speakers overshadowed his approach to the point it took her several seconds to notice him sitting there, looking her over like the spicy little treat she was to him.

A: Finding most of the back stage empty the girl gladly sat on her own, watching the leopard talk proudly about the different kinds of addictions, the one her husband had popping up in there. She was given a brochure and apparently it was going to be a long night, the time only eight pm, and seeming it would end in around two and a half hours! So she got herself comfy on her cute little butt, the girl listening to the speech with all ears listening to him as he called up one of the victims of drug addiction. Lilith was so focused she hadn't even noticed the massive male sitting beside her, blushing as she almost staggered away before realizing who it actually was and standing up, looking around nervously as if her husband was already judging her. "K-Koth?!" She whispered a bit loudly, looking around once more before making eye contact. "Y-You can't be here! Rithian is here and he can't see you next to me or else he'll have... th-thoughts!"

D: The lovely red-belled female had reason to be wary; he hadn't stopped eyeing her like a choice cut of meat since he'd arrived- but her misgivings weren't any of his concern. "Mmmn, and what about me?" He rumbled softly, just loud enough for her to hear. "I've had plenty of thoughts about you my dear." He turned his head forward, looking out over the stage, feigning interest while his tail slid over hers, the seductive caress vivid and sensual, the frisky drake making no bones about his interest in her even in this public place. "So your husband is a crack addict mm?" He thrummed, his dual colored eyes scanning the area crowd of attendees. The randy drake had no idea what her husband looked like. "I guess that makes both addicts then mm?" He tilted his head toward her slight grinning in that powerful, heart stopping way he did.

A: Whimpering softly as he spoke out against her soft plea, she mewled and looked about, trying to think of something to get her out of this situation. "K-Koth it's been nearly two months since we did things together... I-I can't be seen with you here. Please, he means a lot to me." She spoke quietly, whimpering and fidgeting slightly. Truth be told, she'd been thinking about him too, when her and her husband made love in bed most especially. It wasn't the same as the few times he claimed her, not even making love rather just fucking her senseless and leaving her to clean up on her own while he left her house, the husband totally unknowing of what had happened. Swallowing heavily at that last statement, she huffed lightly before eyeing her husband out in the crowd before making eye contact with him again, hoping he wouldn't spot her love.

D: "That's quite untrue my dear, I can be anywhere I want." He leaned in closer. "I could be here, or at the dinner across the street or-" the dirty drake paused, taking in her scent, close enough to her body she could feel the air rushing across her scales. "-inside you." He whispered, tantalizing her imagination. He let her soak in those words for a moment, enjoying the natural perfume of her body, an alluring scent that made his leathers tighten further. His snout rose, sliding across her neck with the barest, ticklish touch. His wing stretched out over her, slowly, sensually, laying it over her body in a hot, possessive embrace. "Would you like that?" He whispered, his snout behind her hear, his deep aggressive voice striking a cord with her. "Would you like me to do what your husband never could?" His voice lowered even more, forcing her to choose either his words or her lover's ceremony. "To make you feel like a woman should." He spoke with hot feral lust as his paw snuck under her belly, stroking the curve of her underside through the dress she wore, tantalizing her terribly.

A: The poor red and dark violet hen could do nothing as his onslaught of words came after her, mewling quietly and nearly choking on her words she was trying to spit out but never could. Her paws began to twitch slightly, in need, in want, in desire. Being inside of her... mmmngh... he'd been inside of her only twice and by gods did he feel so good inside of her luscious form. Her body died for him, wanting him in the most sensual ways a married ness should never think of other than with her husband. As he pulled her closer and laid his snout on her neck she could only mewl quietly, just barely with minimal effort trying to force herself away, hissing quietly as he groped her belly and caressed her there, holding the cute little, married wife there in his clutches. To make her feel like a woman... how she wanted it so badly. She'd only suck him off in the beginning with their first two or three meetings but then she allowed him to start eating her out, and soon enough he got under her tail and fucked her good and hard, and a second time. Would there be a third? "Mmnngh... y-yes please..."

D: The crowd burst out into a round of applause that caused the feral male to shift his eyes. They were calling up the participants one at a time now to give their sad little speeches. The spotted drake slid away from her, as if getting her to admit she wanted him was all he had come for; but the reprieve was short lived as he slid up behind her, the big male straddling her tail. She could feel his weight ride up behind her, his larger bulk easily half-again bigger than she that made her feel deliciously powerless in his presence. He'd never forced her- not physically at least, his presence of will was enough to get her to bend to his desires. He stayed there, a shadow bleeding his lustful heat into her body. His forepaws caressed her, slowly, sensually, deviously, stroking her own unfaithful desire, following the contours of her shapely form, touching the married female in such deviously inappropriate ways. Up around her throat and down her belly, caressing those fine haunches and lower still. He moved past her body to his own, the feral male making short work of the restraining clothing that kept the fat mast of his thick blunt cockflesh contained. She could hear his relieved grunt as he laid his cock over her dressed rump, the poor entranced hen feeling its throbbing weight as he hugged himself purposefully around her with a shift of his hips.

A: The names were being called up one by one, a few she knew from her husband's tales of him coming to the interventions again and again. The adorable blusher could stare up at the male as he walked away, a little hope in her eyes yet a mixture of desperation as he did so. Soon that was all betrayal as the feeling of his weight against her body caught her off guard. The want staying while the hope dissipated, the hope of him not wanting to rut her gone at least. A new hope arose, one that she wanted so badly, for him to do her in good, to make sure that she felt like a woman just like he promised. He moved his paws around her form, making her bend to his ways, already wanting to stand up on all fours and bend over, chest down and ass up like a good little girl. He was such a tease, mewling quietly to the older male, wanting him to claim her already but she did her best to not speak out too loudly. Half out of not wanting others to hear them while the other half was a bit of still not wanting him! Lilith gasped as she could feel the warmth of his shaft just over her dress now, whimpering softly to him. "C-Can't we... mmff... schedule this some other time? I-I'll have you but... t-tonight?"

D: Her plea fell on deaf ears as the feral male ground his moist spire against her backside. Instead he slowly groped the saucy female up, coaxing that fine ass up off the ground while keeping his little plaything comfortably beneath him. Head raised, he eyed the audience coolly, it was risky doing this but fuck if he wasn't hung like a racehorse tonight. "Lift your tail." The words were simple, powerful, commanding, the way an alpha would speak to a subordinate. He knew she loved her mate, but he knew she had her own little addiction to take care of, one only he could quell. There could be only one outcome if she did what he told her but it was the one outcome her body craved as much as a hit her husband had tried so desperately to overcome. His paws scooped up the end of her dress, rolling it up back over those fine haunches, exposing the lingerie clad ladyparts beneath. His thick spire twitched against her thigh, a string of sticky precum drooling hungrily from the tip. Rrrft... He was going to fuck the shit out of her- he thought with barely contained lust.

A: The way he lifted her off the ground, the way he teased her to getting off of her fine ass and lifting it for him, the way that he touched her body and made her feel even more wanted, desired and longed for. It was all so dominant of him, which was exactly the reason why she wanted him every time he came to her house even if she said no on the phone. He made sure that he would control every little bit of her, mewling and lolling her tongue out delightfully as he continued to coax her upwards, that spire throbbing against her dress and over her haunches. Surely he would want to move her to someplace else and not right in front of the audience where she was sure that they would be spotted if just one of them looked over off from the stage. The girl gave a soft, shivering coo as she found out she was wrong; oh so wrong she was as that dominant male slowly just took his time by lifting her dress and exposing the cute little set of black lingerie beneath it, covering her folds just barely and making sure to define those haunches, she was definitely a delectable one, she was hoping he thought that as the subordinate hen lifted her tail without hesitation.

D: He rumbled deeply at her willingness, her body responding to his touches, that fine tail sliiiding out of the way, giving him access to her carnal want. The noise was dangerous, too much noise might attract attention but he did it anyway- though to her benefit it seemed to go unnoticed. His forepaws groped that lovely ass, squeezing her body sensually as he stood over her. The foreplay lasted but seconds however, the horny drake too wonton to wait. Instead his paws hooked the edge of her panties and, with a hungry motion, drew them down just far enough to expose that glistening pink vent to the air. The great drake stood over his prize, a hot feral beast, standing on three paws while the fourth reached in along her inner thigh to cup and grope her married pussy aggressively. This was his domain now and he was going to make full use of it right here in the shadows of her husband's ceremony. His talons spread her moist fuck hole, holding it open as he shifted his weight, bringing that fat blunt cocktip up to her needy cunt and casually wedged it inside her. There was no love or affection in this act as the inches of dragon dick squeeeeezed into her snug little sex, only pure carnal lust. His hot bare flesh slid between his talons into the slutty little hen beneath him until, with a demanding little bump of his hips, his crotch kissed hers, her vent bulging with the sheer weight of his voracious addiction, shoving her tail even further to the side. "Mmrrggg... atta girl, that's where you belong." He growled pleasurably, mercifully more quiet this time.

A: She let him have his way with her body, her form for him to use, for him to control and abuse. The way he began to touch her even more made her gasp, a small noise coming from her as he continued to press into her and hold onto those lovely cheeks. That dominant paw held her tightly, groping the girl that was married without any guilt whatsoever that he was fucking a MILF. That lasted for merely no time at all, the huffing sound she made as he hooked her panties and pulled them down until she was just exposed, only half way down her haunches, and now she couldn't even spread her legs as those puffy, pink netherlips were pressed closely together to show off just how red they really were! She was already wet, it took such little time to make her shiver in delight, the beast standing above her using a paw to hold between her legs. A soft moan came from her already, paws and claws scraping at the floor, hissing as she closed her eyes, feeling how roughly he touched her and squeezed her cunt. He spread her apart with his digdets, and now he would slowly shift his weight and only enter her just like he'd done a couple of times before. Her husband was like this too... well, not really, he was much more gentle and loving than this male would ever show her, but that's why she was so attracted to Koth. A moan of delight came from her, luckily not being heard due to another cheer from the crowd, drooling already from how deep he was inside of her, pressed right up against her tiny cervix. "Aaaaahhhhnnghhh~"

D: The dirty drake made himself comfortable inside her, his bare, twitching rod rubbing around her insides like it owned the place... When he shifted back, her tight, clenching neither lips were reluctant to let that spear of flesh go, tugging outward slightly as he dragged that hungry flare through her pussy folds, carelessly smearing his precum across those unprotected folds. He didn't have to hold her down, this cheating slut was taking it like a good little girl. The spotted male took his time inside those lovely henparts, easing back nearly to the tip over several pounding heartbeats before suddenly reversing direction and plowing back inside, sheathing himself within that snug little hole between her thighs in just a second. Two, three, four times he drilled his cock deep into her sloppy snatch before shifting into a nice casual fucking, the soft clap of his crotch hitting hers sharp in their ears. "No condom today little girl." He leaned down, his head still as he whispered seductively in her ear while simultaneously plowing her fertile fuck fields. "I'm going to fuck you pregnant little hen." He hissed softly, the words piercing her mind as vividly as that spear of flesh between her legs had.

A: Staying like that for some time the girl just panted softly, no doubt it was hard to take several pounds of cockflesh without very much of a warm up but surely her heat saved her from that, preparing her vent with slick amounts of lubrication not to mention the undeniable need that she needed to be sated. She could feel that cock begin to slowly drag itself back out now, lolling her tongue out delightfully and moaning out loud once more, unable to really hide it, though thankfully she kept her mouth shut by bringing her tail around and biting on it. She unf'd quietly, whimpering around her tail as she was forced to take his length again and again, eyes closing as she was pounded away at by the male that helped her cheat on her husband. That head that dragged across her walls was definitely different from her husband's, her husband's slightly pointed while his own was flared out, constantly shifting her insides even wider as he dragged himself back and forth within her slim form. Her claws squeezed into the floor boards once more, pressing back as he spoke those words. She understood them quite clearly, she was just lost in the feeling of ecstasy.

D: His paw slid up her throat, cradling her in a dangerously submissive posture, holding her life in his paws while driving that spire of dragonflesh roughly deep inside her married vent. "I'm going to cum inside you, pound a clutch right into that cheating womb of yours." He rrrrled softly at the thought, tightening his grip on her throat some, restricting her breathing, holding her in a state of thrilling terror and immeasurable pleasure. In and out that blunt tip scraped across her receptive sex, both knowing each stroke brought the feral beast closer and closer to emptying his balls in her. He felt her tension as a name was called. A round of casual applause preceded a little grey drake bouncing down the crowd. He grinned devilishly, realizing that must be her mate. The fluffed drake leaned his head down beside hers, watching him take up the podium stand, oblivious to the carnal debauchery happening just off stage. "Dose it excite you? Knowing your husband will be raising someone else's chicks?" He whispered sweetly, cramming his cock purposefully deep, making the tip straaaain her cervix some. "To know when you let him fuck you tomorrow and your faking it for him, that the swimmers he shots in you won't have anything left to claim after I'm done soaking your ovaries in my cum?" He hissed, his cock throbbing hungrily within her wet snatch, a thick gooey glob of seminal fluid splattering against her insides as his own words roused his lust.

A: He held her there, making sure that she was going to remain submissive, and making sure that she would know her place as the slutty bitch who was cheating on her husband, and he was the home wrecker who was fucking her senseless back stage as the crowd continued to cheer on another name who had just finished his speech. She didn't even pay attention the species that had just gone up now stepping down from the podium, but her hair on the back of her body stood on end and the one under her dress even rose a bit as that one specific name was called. As he held her throat and restricted her breathing the poor girl could barely breathe at all now that he knew exactly who her mate was, as well as her knowing he was literally right in front of them as she was cheating on him. Her hind legs were nearly raised off the ground now with how rough he was getting too, making sure that he would pound this moment not only into her cunt, but deep into her memories as well as she would be raising Koth's chicks, not her husband's. A tinge of guilt brought her almost to her knees but... it wasn't enough to stop the feeling of him pounding away at her abused pussy. "Mnnngahhh..." She couldn't even say a word as her walls clenched tightly, the housewife too used to the feeling of her smaller husband pounding away at her and cumming first and her second already now giving off a quieted moan around that tail as he made her orgasm like a virgin when her husband took her on their wedding night.

D: With an almost affectionate motion, he slowly released her throat, enjoying the little whimpers of resistance that came from her. Whatever misgivings she might have wasn't enough to get her to stop him and that was enough. He pet her, possessively, stroking over the bare parts of her hide as he straightened, standing fully over her once more. The paw on her neck slid around to the small of her back, applying just enough pressure to her to encourage the fine female down until her chest touched the ground. That just left that fine rump in the air, her tail bent over her back giving him the perfect angle to fuck a clutch into that tight little cunt. He stood dominantly above his unfaithful little hen, putting his entire weight into rutting her, forcing her to take the harsh, deep impacts again and again as he took his golden strokes inside her, his eyes watching her husband speak about his loving wife. Rrrrrll... almost there- the thought drifting through his mind as the pleasure rose swiftly, soaking in the rare viscous pleasure of being able to knock up such a fine catch as this gorgeous cheating MILF. She'd felt his knot bulge out before but this time, as that glans stretched those heat-swollen pussy lips, there was no condom at the other end of that mast of dragonflesh to protect her defenseless womb from being thoroughly impregnated.

A: The hen barely noticed him leaving her throat, the paw coming off of it until he pressed it against her back, forcing her chest down until it hit the floor. From there he was really able to pound into the poor little pussy that the girl had under her tail. Moaning and groaning out loudly in bliss over that tail, just in the back of her mind hoping her husband wouldn't notice, everything rushing through her head was too much. So much that when he began speaking about her, how she never gave up on him and had never left his side from when he first became addicted to up till now, she would always be there for him, devoted and loving, she didn't even notice it. She didn't notice him talking about how caring she was about him, and by now it was already too late, about to be impregnated by the randy male above her that was so much more dominant that her own husband, she pressed back roughly against his crotch as her orgasm was dying out, wanting to feel that seed gush into her like her husband couldn't give.

D: When his orgasm hit, it was like a truck, the wicked satisfaction of feeling his blunt tip flaring out just in time for the first glob of thick sticky dragon cum to pour into her pussy was intense. It was little wonder she was addicted to him like this, this felt soooo good! Her vent squished and stretched as it drank deeply of the virile male's offering like a parched dune runner. The dirty drake made sure to give the poor girl a sharp little thrust to punctuate each time he slapped her insides with a fresh splurt of musky spunk, wanting her to remember the moment when she let another male knock up her married pussy. The stick fluid clung to every part of her inner walls, gumming up the cracks and crevices with his scent. The dirty drake going so far as to mash his tip against her bruised cervix, his flare holding that ring of muscle open just wide enough to let him sling a couple ropes of gooey sperm right into that fertile womb of hers for good measure, ensuring a good gut-swelling brood would swell that trim little belly of hers soon enough. Orgasms never lasted long enough but the slow burn of the intense afterglow gave that knotted pussy plenty of time to drain every last drop from those much lighter balls. His greedy paws cradled her gut, rubbing around her lingerie clad body, helping mix those genes up, encouraging the long slender tails of his most dominant and aggressive sperm to dig in to those soft receptive ovaries and get this unfaithful little hen as pregnant as possible. The sultry, possessive licks he left along the back of her neck as she lay splayed out rewarded the twitching hen for her service as his willing broodslut- the effect compounded as the crowd clapped to the grey male's speech.

A: Although her orgasm was just ending, the poor little girl tensed up once more as she cried out in pleasure, hissing delightfully around her tail and making just a bit of noise as that cock somehow become much thicker, throbbed heavier and stretched her wider as he began pouring his seed into the little married hen. She would be addicted for days to come if not months and if not even years as the time went by as he poured his balls into her womb, making her belly bulge a bit and without any of it leaking out. Warbling softly to Koth who lay dominantly above her, she mewled and gasped, giving out a sharp whine whenever he thrust into her as he poured his seed inside of her slutty vent, groaning and lolling her tongue out in pure bliss as she let go of her tail, knowing that his seeding was coming to an end soon. However, as she was moaning and panting and the clapping was going on, as they lay in their aftermath the husband slowly walked off stage, however looking to the right for a moment to spot a couple in the back, both dragons it seemed, he couldn't see them through the darkness of being behind the curtains. Wow, couldn't wait till you two got home? He thought to himself, perhaps his wife would give him the same treatment when he got home, knowing he'd finally gotten done with crack, his wife would give him a fine reward for sure~. Little did he know, he was about to take care of a clutch that wasn't even his own as Koth finished dumping his load into the unfaithful girl's womb, digging into her eggs and impregnating every last one, the girl not even catching her husband's eye as she looked back up at Koth with a look of lust in hers.