Family trip

If by any chance you passed by a normal house in the centre of the city of Rui, one that had a small red porch and a nice gazebo by the side, garden full of flowers and a lone apple tree, you'd have reached the Andersons. Nice family according to the neighbours, nice kids, some would say the twins were a bit too energetic even for kids their age but draconids were all that way when young and adults were not too far off, still elastic and loved exercising and working out when they had free time. For this very reason, when you looked behind the not-too-tall wall of leaves that separated their house, you would see also a set of outdoors weights and training equipment, which was most likely in use by Frank, the father and Anna, the mother, Mark and Hayley were not interested in working out for now and settled for some fun as most kids do, but Mark was showing the first signs of puberty since he was almost sixteen and his sister, also almost his age, was growing to be a fine draconid. They were stunning kids, almost too beautiful for their age and would grow to be magnets for both sexes when grown up and mature, just like their parents. Being twins there were each a copy of the other: roughly one metre and eighty centimetres tall, red scales, horns and all that, with cute ear flaps just like their mother, whereas their father was more old fashioned.

But today the weights were resting on their rack and there were no happy screams in the house, since the family was on a trip to go to a special place for the twin's excellent school grades. The car was blasting off music and the kids were singing along the tune while dad argued with the GPS as all males do, trying to find the fastest way to get out of the jam they were stuck in. Frank was wearing his good clothes, a pair of khakis and a white shirt with a tie, Anna had a stylish blue blouse that went well with her reddish scales and the kids wore jeans and t-shirts, since other type of clothes that had holes for their little wings were not cheap and frankly, the parents could not be bothered with buying one new set for each time one of the two ruined one.

"Dad?"

"Yes, Mark?"

"I need to pee." The parents sighed and groaned and Mark wiggled his hips in the attempt to not wet himself.

"I told you not to drink too much soda before leaving and I have even asked you three times if you needed to pee when we got in the car. You are really impossible Mark."

"But I didn't need to go pee before! I do now." Mark grunted and shuffled in the confines of the family car, his sister scoffed and looked outside to distract herself from the family drama that Mark so often put her through. "Please..."

"Ugh, fine, Hayley, could you help your brother out?"

"What? Why should I clean up his mess? He was the one that drank too much!"

"Oh, please sweetie, we cannot open the doors and let Mark relieve himself out and we cleaned the car yesterday and I don't want any pee on the new carpet, also, we know you like it. Come on, dear, help Mark." Hayley huffed and puffed but didn't complain too much about what she was going to do with her brother.

Mark thanked her profusely before pulling down his pants and baring his slit to his sister, she pressed her nose on the warm scales and inhaled the scent of her twin. One thing draconids were very proud of was the lack of need for underwear and external genitalia, though some species had sheaths on their nether regions, and a fairly notorious lack of self restraints when it came to sexuality. Now, most races were very open with sex and some more extreme practices, public shows of affection were not uncommon but draconids topped them all and they didn't lose a chance to make the others notice that. Mark patted her head and shoved her muzzle closer, almost inside his slit and let his sizeable member, roughly twenty five centimetres long and thick enough to make his sister gloat in happiness, grow inside her mouth. Her throat bulged slightly as he pushed deeper and then moaned as he relieved himself directly in his sister's esophagus, joining her in a choir of pleasure. She reached for her vent and began rubbing on the edges through the fabric, staining it a little with her fluids. Dad finally managed to get the car in a lane that eventually took them away from the jam and on a quicker though longer road. Mark finished emptying his bladder after a minute or so and let his sister clean his cock before he put his pants back on, smacking her lips with the aftertaste of her brother.

"See? It wasn't so bad." Mark snickered and took his phone in hand and inserted the earbuds, effectively shutting himself out of any conversation that would come in the following moments.

"Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Oh, don't be such a wuss, Hayley, dad likes doing that too, you know? You really took a lot from him." Anna said, patting Frank's inner thighs and cooing. The male grunted and asked her not to distract him from driving. Hayley pulled down her pants and kept rubbing her vent and filling the air with her scent, drawing another growl from her father as he tried to suppress his rising excitement, though it was a losing battle and eventually had to have Anna open his zipper and let the gargantuan member, over fifty centimetres long and thick as a human's wrist, with seven ridges on the underside, pre gathering at the tip. Anna giggled at the sight but had to contain her lust.

"Honey, could you stop masturbating for a little bit? Dad needs to concentrate and our reservation is in ten minutes. You know how much time he needs to unload if he gets too hard." Anna tried to convince her daughter to stop masturbating, though she wouldn't mind some fun on the highway, but she was hungry and if dad wanted to be completely satisfied, they'd be there for all the afternoon and lunch would become dinner.

Hayley huffed and took a tissue, wiping her vent and tossing it out of the window, letting some fresh air get in and clean the musky on in the car. The littering act made her mother angry but since the flesh tower by her side began to recede, she was somewhat satisfied and pleased, especially since the restaurant was getting fairly close and going in an expensive place such as that with him with his impressive erection was not proper etiquette. If she wanted to sport her husband's endowments or hers, she'd go to a club or somewhere else, not in a place where the cheapest dish came out at twenty dollars.

In a few minutes, the car pulled to the right side and parked in front of a small building, very fancy, with a waited outside and waiting for customers to get in and greet them. The canid welcomed the family, nostrils picking up the faint scents of Hayley's need and the powerful musk coming off Frank, and his sheath bulged ever so slightly, showing a hint of red.

The restaurant prized itself with having semi-naked employees, all studs and very attractive, making the inside of the place a feast of cocks and jiggling bits, female waiters included. The cooks were forbidden of course, food was not a joke for them and healthy and sanitary protocol was followed to the outmost degree. A very well endowed cowgirl escorted them to their table and handed over four menus, tits giggling as she did so, which magnetised Mark's eyes to her perky nipples. He had to restrain himself and not latch onto one of them because her milk, as he saw in the menu, came and thirty dollars a glass, certified organic and fresh from the tap, if the customer was willing to pay an extra twenty. Maybe he'd ask for this service for his birthday.

Once they decided what to eat, with a special reminded from Frank not to go overboard with the choices, they placed their orders with a stallion that passed by to ask if they were done choosing. The male flexed his pectorals and let his fat sheath sway along with those nuts the size of small soccer balls, several females around their table wooed him and tried to sneak a peek or get a whiff of his meat. The waiter though, was well trained not to get too excited and only let a few centimetres of cock swell before leaving and going inside the kitchen.

"I still don't understand why they have this no clothes policy for the waiters, it's all very distracting. At least get them some underwear." Frank was somewhat of a conservative and such display of flesh was not terribly enticing for him. Anna chuckled.

"It's called appreciation of the form, honey: you don't come here to fuck or to taste the meat in front of you, it's all food for the eyes and I think they are doing a good job." In that moment the cow that came before mooed and squeezed her breasts as a customer ordered a tap drink, sucking on the nipple and gulping down the sweet milk with satisfaction before having the waitress fill a separate glass.

A few customers were very interested in the public milking and ordered some for themselves, getting the cow to puff her chest in pride as she had a married couple bite on her nipples and get their share of milk. After five or six more orders, she took a bra and put it on, signalling to the others that she was either out of milk or too tired or aroused to keep giving it. All this was a clever ploy from the owner to get more cash out of the customers: get them interested in the staff and then offer some extra services while their arousal mounted, racking in profit with little effort to boost the income from the kitchen. Not that it was needed, the restaurant was famous for their dishes first and then for the handsome members of the staff.

Speaking of extra services, one of the more expensive ones was a private meeting with any of the staff members and, for an even larger sum, one would jack off in front of you and provide with an extra dose of protein on any dish from a special list. That, was how the real cash was made. Anna and Hayley got each a show of this service as the stallion, for which both had gotten very hot, placed himself in front of a clearly wealthy woman, a croc, dressed in a purple silk dress with pearl earrings, letting the female fondle those wondrous balls in her scaly hands and groan as more and more of his cock slipped free of the sheath and flopped with a dull thud on the table. The flat head flared and a few globs of pre wet the table, the croc lady slipped a finger inside the wide hole at the top of the stallion's cock and then licked it. As per the order, the horse stroked his impressive length and coaxed more and more pre from his balls, which all fell inside the lady's plate and were quickly consumed. The fapping noises echoed in the hall and his grunts added to the overall excitement, making more than a few females drop pants and panties and masturbate in public at the sight, waiting for the inevitable climax. When the stallion's balls drew closer to his body, he whinnied ever so slightly and then aimed his head at the woman's dish and glass, spilling several large globs of seed, more than enough to fill the two wine glasses she had in hand and make the large plate overflow with the stuff. Since the stallion clearly had more to offer and the containers were all full, he grabbed the lady's large maw and closed it around his cock, filling that as well with his essence, making her come when even that was getting full of horse spunk. When the climax came to an end, a dozen females from at least five species had wet their seats and floor below them in fluid, croc lady not excluded and the horse had let loose at least a litre of seed.

"The extra is on the house, miss. Have a nice meal." He bowed and the act made him flex his buttocks and muscles. Some males were very appreciating of his forms, though not as the females. The croc muttered some incoherent words and stuffed her mouth with the now covered meal she ordered before with little of the class she showed before. Frank snorted and kept eating.

"If she just wanted to drink some seed or have it cover her meal she could have asked anyone. What a waste of money."

"It's true that this is an expensive service but these studs are all following a strict diet to make their seed tasty and more rich than a normal random male or herm, it's not just spunk, it's a delicacy. At least that what the website says." Hayley voiced her complaint at her dad's lack of interest in the show provided by the stallion, had she had more money in her pockets, she'd have ordered some for herself, but even the cheap wolf cum was priced at several hundred bucks at least. "The cow must have some kind of diet too, you know? She's full and ripe and I bet it tastes sweet."

"Well, if you get accepted into that college we talked about we may consider coming here again, then." Frank smiled, knowing very well that the dangling treat would make his daughter extremely prone to studying now and that she'd do her best to get even a whiff of that stallion's ass. His wallet cried already at the thought of the incoming bill, on top of what would come later on, but if it meant a better future for his children, then he'd slap that male with cold cash. "Same goes for you, Mark. Good grades and success in the sports team and we'll consider letting you alone with that cow you like so much now."

"What? Really? Oh, thank you dad!" Mark was overjoyed and his sister was much the same, both getting horny just thinking about the future prospects. Both were squirming in their seats, Mark trying to contain his bulging pants and Hayley not to soak her jeans even more than they already were. "Can we go to the bathroom, please?" Frank sighed and nodded, knowing well that his children would go and unload on each other.

The two dashed towards the bath and entered the unisex one, closing the door without locking it behind them, so what if someone saw them? Hayley stripped and tossed the jeans on the hook that was provided just for such an emergency while Mark did the same. Once free of their cloth prisons, both kissed deeply and explored their bodies with practiced ease, groping asses and sliding fingers under each other's tails. Mark's member sprung to life and he sat on the toilet, letting his sister get on her knees and suck him off, bobbing frantically along the ridged shaft, letting a puddle of her own form under her vent. The scent of aroused teens, much stronger than the one of older creatures was spreading in the bathroom and someone immediately started pawing off in a stall nearby or maybe in the urinal on the wall, probably both.

Mark came soon and pressed his sister's muzzle on his slit and flooded her stomach with seed, not for the first time and had it join the expensive food they ate, Hayley joining her twin with an audible splat as she came as well. The resulting fluids were being drained at the sides of the stall, clearly someone had prepared the environment for such events.

When the two stopped coming, Hayley got on her feet and slammed her hands on the wall, legs spread wide and tail raised for her brother, who didn't wait long to get inside those sweet folds and begin railing her with little care. She liked it rough and Mark, though preferred a softer kind of mating, was happy to break the routine and gave her what she needed. The combined fluids dripped in large quantities on the tiles and on their legs, pooling and forming a puddle that was getting larger by the second despite the drains, testament to their heritage as draconids and children of two magnificent breeders. Their dad had been a pornstar back in the day but had opted out for a more stable and more proper job after meeting their mother, a fairly successful woman who had just gotten out of college. It was an instant and the two had already fallen in love, waiting an incredible day or two before mating like draconids do in season. Their children got the best of the two and were veritable sex machines, though it was rare that they got fully exhausted before their partner, often a classmate or teacher, fainted.

Mark was being very thorough today and made sure to hit every spot that could make Hayley come over and over, till the poor female was little more than a squirming mess of juices and dragon seed, slumping on the tiles and getting covered in fluids from their slits before her brother came once more and covered her face and body in more seed. He sat on the toilet and took a quick breath before deciding to clean himself with the towels outside their stall and tossing one to his sister. Unfortunately for him, the cow waitress was washing her hands and cleavage from the spilled milk on a sink not too far from him, and gave him a wide smile, nostrils flaring as she took in more scent, getting closer and closer to his still erect member.

"Whoa, I'm sorry but I cannot pay for that kind of service. I don't have any money and dad wouldn't allow me to..." The cow, called Mabel, as the pin on her bra told, laughed and stroked his cock with her velvet hands.

"No worries, little dragon, I have finished my shift a couple of minutes ago. Right now I am but a cow, in a bathroom, with a nice dragon, covered in his sister's juices, and very, very wet and horny." She took his hand and dragged it towards her swollen nether region and Mark gasped at the softness of her folds and skin, pre already pooling in the cow's hand as she stroked him harder with each word. "Say, I still have some milk in me, would you like to try it?"

"Oh, gods, yes. C-can I?"

"You are so cute I may eat you whole, but yes, you can." Mabel took off her bra and let her massive breasts, though a bit smaller since she was almost out of milk, free for the draconid to grope and feel.

Mark wasted little time before plunging his entire head inside those mounds and after he did so, only the tips of his horns were showing. Mabel squeezed her tits around his head and the boy gave out a muffled moan as he tried to get out, pinching her nipples, she mooed softly and released the boy, presenting her milk makers to him. He bit on her nipple and sucked hard, thinking that milk would be a tough one to get but was met with a steady flow of the substance in seconds, much more than expected and much sweeter and fuller than any milk the tried before. The cow's knees buckled and she fell on her equally sizeable ass, letting some of Mark's cock enter her wet folds with ease due to the difference in size.

"Wow, you're pretty big for a boy, aren't you?"

"Yeah, and you were lying when you said you were out of milk. You must still have like, a gallon in there." Mabel chuckled and gave her own nipple a bite, sucking along with the boy.

"Oh, not at all, I have been going on feeding people for five hours by now, this is but the scraps." Mark gulped all the milk in his mouth. Just how big was this cow in full mast? Ten gallons maybe? More? He passed a hand on her back and felt muscles that could have lifted a car with ease. "See, I have won about ten competitions for best milk cow in several states because I am pretty good at what mother nature made me for. The problem is that no matter what I try, I still produce much more than I can handle and if I don't get milked every day, my breasts swell and god, it hurts a lot when you have all that stuff packed inside. So, here I am, getting milked and paid extremely well for it, but you, kid, I think I know you from somewhere." Mark rubbed his cock over her folds and put it in, drawing a moan from Mabel and shutting her up. For a second or two.

"Maybe you know my dad."

"Who's your dad?" Mark sighed.

"He's Cobalt in his artist's name back in the day." The cow's eyes gaped and her loins quivered at the mere mention of the name Cobalt."

"The stud breeder that could go for ten hours straight?" Mark nodded. "That Cobalt? Holy shit, boy, you must let your dad come on my tits at least two times. He's a legend and one of my idols!" Mark sighed again and stopped thrusting. "What's wrong?"

"Everyone always wants dad to fuck them when I tell them who he is, always coming to my home to get a taste of him. I had classmates date me only to get at him. It's annoying!"

"Oh, poor thing, come here." She hugged the boy and smothered his face on her chest, definitely making him a slightly happier draconid and one that was very much ready to breed her for good and she knew it, if his father was any indication. "I'm sorry but it's that he's... Cobalt, the Cobalt! You must be so tired of all the gals going after a married man instead of you."

"Kind of..." A wolf walked in, gave a look at the couple laying on the floor and shrugged, pants unzipped and cock out. Moments later the sound of piss hitting the urinal echoed in the bathroom and then the one of the sink opening. The wolf stared at the two and tossed a condom just as a sign of tacit approval and complicity, shifting his package a couple of times before going out. "Look, I'm sorry, I didn't want to drag this into a family issue. Do you still want to fuck or...?"

"Look, kid."

"Mark."

"Look, Mark, I do not care if your dad is Cobalt. I mean, ok, I care a lot, but I am not into older guys anymore. I prefer younger ones and now I have gotten my hands on the son of the male that made me come so many times when I was young and still virgin. I'm not letting you go for any reason in the world. So, after you fill me up real good, I'll give you my number and then we can talk about dating, ok? I want to know what's it like to date a draconid and the son of Cobalt." She pushed Mark closer and put her lips on his ears. "Plus I think you are hella cute."

If the promise of dating such a big and bountiful cow was not enough, the lick she gave him and the finger prodding at his backside were the drop that made the dam break. Marks hurled the large cow on the sink in a display of draconid strength, which left Mabel pleasantly surprised, and proceeded to plunge deep into her, deep enough and with enough force to make her entire body ripple under the following thrusts. Mabel mooed and came soon, but the boy railing her, although she knew he had fucker his sister silly for a while, was nowhere near done, giving his father a run for his money. Luckily she wasn't in heat and Mabel wasn't either, else he's have knocked them up with all the seed he pumped in each of them, his supply seeming endless.

Ten minutes, two more customers and five orgasms later, Mark withdrew his member from the silken folds and flooded the floor with litres and litres of seed. Hayley had gotten up and cleaned herself in the meantime and warned Mark that their parent had paid and were going to leave without him. He gave Mabel a kiss and waited for her to sign a paper with her number, writing a bit shakily and then giving up, directly telling him as he tapped it on his phone. She fell asleep on the sink and Mark stole a few more sips of her milk before leaving.

"What took you so long?"

"Oh, nothing, I made a friend." Mark was beaming and his whole family could smell the milk and cow on him, as well as his sister. Frank grunted and unzipped his pants, already resigned at the fate that would sign the trip back.

"This doesn't mean you can skip on studying just because you got what you wanted before, am I being clear? You still have to get in a good college."

"Mmmmh, ok dad." Mark was too busy thinking about his future dates to care about any speech about study and diligence from his parents. The two draconids gave up and Frank started the car.

"Kids these days."