A trip to the mall

Mark peeked his head over the kitchen door, smiling with the clear intent of asking something to his mother. Before opening his mouth he looked at her nude form, perfectly toned and without even the slightest hint of her actual age, coupled with an ass to make most males dream and bountiful breasts. Nudity in the family was encouraged since they were draconids and as all draconids do, they love their bodies and those of their species, regardless of relationships or family ties. He gazed at her swaying buttocks for a moment more and then gathered the courage to ask.

"Hey mom, is it cool if I invite my girlfriend over for our dinner?" His voice was revealing his nervousness and hesitation but he had to make the question.

"Which girlfriend? Since when do you have one?" She turned around, tail lashing to the side and breasts jiggling free in the air. Each time he saw her like this, he understood why dad took her as his wife: she was perfect. "Mark? Why have I not head of this?" She marched in front of him and gave his body a thorough sniff, under his neck, armpits, crotch and especially between his cheeks, though the last one was for her personal pleasure. Mark shuddered when his mother's soft hands roamed on his body and felt her hot breath on his sensitive bits. "You don't smell like girls." She was shocked.

"Deodorant, the new one: it blocks the scent before it sticks to my body. I'm sorry mom but I had to do it."

"Why?"

"Well, do you remember the cow waitress from two months ago?"

"The one you screwed in the bath after filling up your sister? Of course, you reeked of milk for a week after." She remembered the little adventure her son had and all the mess it came with until she understood what he mean with that little flashback. Her eyes narrowed and she pushed her son on the wall, muzzle close and eyes closer, she could feel his muscles and heartbeat on her skin. Her son had really grown up to be a good stud... "You are not dating her right?"

"Ehm...." The lack of words was better than anything he could have said.

"Damn, Mark! You know how your father is: fuck as many as you want but do not engage in a relationship outside your species! He values his blood as much as any draconid."

"Mom, I'm not knocking her up! It's just something to not be alone all the time! There was one of us in our school but she transferred three months ago, I was going to ask her out but I was too late and she's now on the other side of the world. I can't go on dating sites so at least let me try and not feel alone for a while, until I settle with a female of my own. Come on, Hayley is already engaged and it won't be long before she gives you a few nephews.... Please." He made the face that he always did when he was a kid, big eyes, tearing up a little, the one face his mother could not resist, but when he pushed a finger between her legs and began massaging her folds, she gave up on resisting and decided to milk the boy for the favour she was going to grant him. Mark knew he was on the right track.

"Alright, honey, but you'd better give me a good time, else I'll ask your father to talk to you before she comes. It's going to be bad already and you have to make it worth my while." Mark was more than eager to please his mother if it meant to get her on his side and dropped on his knees, tongue leaving a slick trail of saliva towards the drooling honeypot.

There weren't many occasions in which he could taste his mother like this, but when he did, boy was it a good time. His muzzle found her slit and his tongue pierced the outer lips, digging deep from the get-go and lapping at the juices flowing from it. His mother moaned and stopped pushing, allowing for the younger male to pick her up and slam her body on the counter, among the many vegetables, not stopping his actions south of the border. She was pleased and let him go at his pace, rubbing her breasts together and nibbling at her nipples.

"Good boy, but I think this won't be enough to make mommy come."

He understood the hint she gave him and got on his feet, cock throbbing and ready to spear her vent, but he didn't do it just yet and lingered on the outer edges, teasing her with the expectation of his hot flesh. She liked him when he did that, probably something he learned from his father when he watched the two of them mate in the living room or any other room and location his father deemed worthy of railing his wife in. He thrust in and hilted himself in one move, her muscles welcoming his member with eagerness and massaging it every step of the way, which made the ordeal of not coming in that very instant much harder for the younger male. Years of mating with a stud of national or global standing was not something he could stand up to, so he gave it his all and pounded her hard and with long thrusts, sure that his dad had given her much rougher ones.

The counter trembled under those movements and veggies fell between their legs, getting soaked in a growing pool of clear fluids. The wet sounds of flesh on flesh and their moans echoed in the house, reaching the other two members of the family, Hayley being the first to come and see the show, fairly impressed but otherwise fine with the whole deal.

"Mom, what are we having for dinner?"

"Ah, ehm, spaghetti, oh, yes, dear, that' it..." Her words were interrupted by Mark's thrusts regularly but she managed to speak anyway. "Are you, oh, ok with that, gods, Mark, faster!"

"It's fine. Thanks mom." She leaned in for a kiss and their lips met, sharing their mouths for a few quicks seconds. Mark grunted and picked up the pace, hips blurring and claws digging in the tiles in the attempt at getting some traction for his feet. Hayley slapped his ass with her long and thinner tail, leaving the room a moment later, just as the two came together and Mark flooded his mother's egg chamber with his seed, letting some of it dribble on the floor. His eyes told her that he could have gone again if she so wanted but she just smiled and planted a peck on his cheeks before shoving his face towards her slit.

"Good boy, lick it clean and the deal will be settled." He nodded and cleaned his mother thoroughly, more than enough to make her clean and the went over to the floor, lapping at the other fluids left there. "My, you are desperate."

"So, you'll ask dad to let me stay with her and let her come to dinner?"

"Since you have been so good, I'll have to say yes. I'll have a talk with your father later today, but, she'd better come well dressed her and not try to fuck him when we eat, or he'll be mad. You know he treasures our special dinners."

"Sure thing mom!" Mark jumped in happiness, flinging those few strands of seed on his body around and leaving the kitchen to get his phone and give Mabel the good news. He closed the door of his room and turned the device on, noticing immediately the five or so messages that she had already sent him, one of which being her cleavage and a bottle of wine inside, evidently sinking in the mass of flesh. He called her right away. "Hey sweetie, guess what?"

"They said no?"

"Mom said yes! She'll ask dad to let you come." Behind the line Mabel shouted in happiness. "I mean, I had to fuck mom to get that promise but it was worth it."

"She had you fuck her just for that? Damn, I have to meet her, draconids are such a turn on. You know I'll masturbate at the thought of you two later, right?" Yes, he was very much aware of this. Few outside the draconid race were so open abut incest, though for them was just another form of affection, after all, sucking a cock was the same action even if it was mom doing it and not you wife, wasn't it? Even your mother and sister were both presenting their asses for you to plough, what was wrong with that? Well, most other creatures were not fine with it, or not completely at least, something to do with giving birth to malformed children, so if there weren't any children it should have been fine, right? Apparently no. Society, what a weird thing.

"I know, sweetie, but it comes with a condition: no trying to screw dad and you have to come well dressed. I'm sorry but it was the best I could do." The cow groaned, the happiness from before disappearing at the thought of having to be clothed in front of her childhood idol. "Mabel?"

"It's ok, Mark, I'll come with as much skin covered as possible. Do you think he'll like my milk? I saved some for him and your mother." He imagined her milking herself in a large bucket and that was enough to make him horny all over again. "I have about a couple of gallons, still fresh. Oh, how about I have him suck it out?"

"Just stick with the normal way, also, could you ask one of your cooks to make something fancy? Was what is that they loved? Ehm, the lamb sauce thingy..."

"Oh, that, yes I can ask for some. They owe me a lot since I let them use my milk for free when they want some full ice cream. I have to go now, love you."

"Love you too..." Mark hung up the conversation and stared at the ceiling, heart pounding. The whole thing had gotten much smoother than expected and he got to screw mom for the first time on weeks or months too, so... he was happy and satisfied. He looked at the ceiling for a while until his phone rang, the name John popping up on the screen. "Hey, what's up."

"Mark, buddy, I got a case of beer from my cousin, care to come and drink?"

"John, I am your friend and we have done quite a few things together in these past few years, but we're 16 man, five years away from our first beer and you know my dad is a fine nose. He'll smell me a mile away."

"Use that fancy deodorant you bought."

"Dude, that's designed for female scent and pheromones, not booze. Look, I'll come and drink, just not today, ok? We can still meet up later and hang out."

"Fine, no booze for now, but I expect something good in return man. See you in ten at the mall?"

"Sure." His friend hung up the call.

Mark sighed and grabbed his pants, trying to tuck away his erection before going out, something that took a few minutes to accomplish. Hayley was in her room and didn't see him go out and neither did his parents, which made the whole thing rather smooth and easier. He wanted to get out for just a couple of hours at most, nothing too long and since John was not one to drink much he'd be done fairly soon. Mark rushed to the mall, barely a mile from his home. On his way he found more than a few couples getting at it, sometimes publicly, sometimes in a more private way, but since the heat season for many species was around, there was little in the way of private, especially with all the scents in the air making virtually every male with a working nose hard and ready. Good thing Mabel was not in heat at the moment...

The mall was big and cool, a veritable paradise for those species that suffered the heat and had a bit too much fur on their bodies. Mark was always happy to be who he was, not having to bother with that stuff. He received a message from John and headed for the good part of the mall: the clothing optional area, den of nudists in the city and home of some of the more kinky species alive. Speaking of kinky species, he spotted an orca, almost two metres tall, fluke slapping the floor every now and then, making his muscles ripple. For a glutton such as him, he was always in top shape, well-toned, which made Mark wonder how and where all the junk food he ate went.

"Hey man, finally, I was thinking I'd die here alone."

"It's been twenty minutes, John, give me a break." The orca chuckled and hugged his smaller friend, inhaling his scent with a deep breath. "John?"

"Hmmm, you fucked your mom, didn't you?" Mark did not answer. "You lucky fucker, why are you the one getting the best mom ever and I'm stuck with her?" John waved his hand towards another orca, smaller but equally above average height, clearly a female but busy hitting on a doe that was shyly making her way out of the clothing optional area after having stumbled in there for accident. The orca leaned in for a kiss and groped the doe's ass, kneading the fat spheres under her hands. The poor doe gave up in escaping and influenced by her scent, returned the kiss with more strength. "I don't know why I have the one mother who turned gay after giving birth..."

"Sorry man, but such is life. Can I do something to cheer you up?" The male orca smiled and revealed a toothy grin, making Mark understand why he had taken him to this area. A moment later John's slit parted and revealed his tapered cock, big enough to attract the interest of quite a few marine species and other of both sexes. The draconid sighed. "Really?"

"It's heat season for mom and she's taking a new girl in every night or so, I'm dying here man, give a friend a hand, or, well, your tailhole if you want." Mark frowned but didn't complain too much, unzipping his pants. "Oh, thank you, but I think we can spice up things a little." Before the young draconid could eve realize, John had put a collar on his neck which came from his bag, with leash and all.

"What the hell?" He wanted to protest but the stronger orca grabbed his head and pushed it down towards his member, forcing his mouth open and sliding the whole thirty centimetres of meat down his throat.

Mark stared at his friend with a surprised look as he began to thrust in and out, tongue lolling out. The show was not going unnoticed and drew much attention from the onlookers creating a divide between those betting who'd come first. The draconid was growing excited albeit his attempts to hold his equally sizeable cock in check, drawing more attention to himself as he stroked himself, inhaling as much musk as he could each time his nose bumped with the slit, licking the fluids trickling out. The sloppy sounds echoed in the hall for quite a while until John grunted and slammed his crotch on Mark's muzzle, pushing it deep enough for a bit to be engulfed by the stretched flesh. Moments later, the orca moaned as he began to pump exceedingly thick seed inside his friend, clogging the passage as more and more flooded in. The show was over when Mark came as well, the musk overwhelming his senses and the weight of several litres of seed beginning to show on his stomach, making a long line of spent seed on the floor of the mall. Once the orca withdrew his member from the abused throat, he put a gag in place, preventing Mark from voicing his protest. A gecko janitor came with a bucket of water and began cleaning the place, but not before taking quite a few drops of seed in a tube and sniffing it with burning desire.

Since the show was over, the audience moved to other things, some leaving a trail of clear fluids on the floor for the eager janitor to clean. Mark was grunting, evidently unhappy: he had thought of going out for a quick escape and he found himself prisoner of a horny orca and his very tasty cock. He took his phone and sent a message to his mother saying that he was most likely going to be late for dinner, if he even came home at all that day.

"Sorry man, but it has been a while since I jacked off and honestly I have a lot more in store for you, and I'm not talking only about cum." Mark swallowed what little saliva he had left, taking in the few last drops of seed, cock throbbing eagerly in anticipation. "Come, I bet you'll enjoy this trip, I know I will." Oh, he was going to.

As first in today's tour, they went to one of the better stores of this section, namely a sex shop, not the only one but since it had a good range of choices and prices, it was the most visited around here. John made sure to have his rental pet try on every conceivable plug they had that he could fit with just the little amount of lube provided by his pre when he rubbed his tapered member below Mark's tail. He settled with a fairly common one, a canine looking plug with a hefty know, about as large as John's base. The intent was clear and everyone in the store knew why he bought it and didn't hesitate the to have his pet wear in before leaving the shop.

Next came a fast food store, filled to the brim with customers, forcing the two of them to stay awfully close and have Mark sit on his master's cock for the whole duration of his dinner, the large orca pumping him full of pre but only pre: the good part was coming later. The plug came in handy and kept the large amount of pre inside the draconid's body.

For the next hour or so, John teased his pet with the promise of a good fuck, impaling him on the tapered length over and over, but giving only that, a promise. Mark's cock dripped fluids all over the floor, attracting stares from the less horny species who were passing though so John took something from his bag of groceries, a somewhat thick rod and stuffed it down his pet's cock. The draconid meat yawned open even before being assaulted by the thick rod, accepting it with little more than a moan from the owner of said cock, pre lubing the way in and bulging obscenely as the flow was stopped and backed up. Mark begged John with his eyes but the orca didn't have the will to stop having fun and teased the pet even more, pumping in and out the rod with a devilish grin, ultimately stopping and lodging it in place.

Having dealt with the more drippy issue, John decided it was time for the final parts of the tour and headed for the cinema that was inside the mall. Mark blushed heavily under the stares of the other customers, most of them not being too fond of a couple fucking their way through a film, but he had little in the way of choice now. The orca paid for two tickets, one adult and one 'pet' as per the cinema's requirement, choosing the seats in the back, high above the others who were also going to watch the movie.

As the projection started and the room went dark, John whispered in Mark's ears, blowing hot air on his neck and stealing a moan from him.

"Thank you for being so nice to me today, I know you're not one to bottom and I appreciate it, I really do. You being such a nice pet made it so hard not to pump you full of seed, but I think what comes next will make you very happy." Mark moaned again as the plug was removed from his stretched hole and flooded the seat they were on and the ones around them with musky fluids, no doubt attracting the attention of everyone in the room.

The orca's slick cock slid in with ease, the warm muscles inside the draconid more than ready for what was coming next. John kept the gag on and began thrusting inside his friend, slowly at first, but with enough strength to make the seat buckle and rock. The rod in Mark's cock was struggling to keep the flow in and a few dribbles of pre and seed escaped the confines and joined the ones at their feet. Sloppy sounds overpowered the movie in their immediate vicinity but the others did not complain as they complemented perfectly the ones from the stereo.

John matched his rhythm with the lead actor, making sure that Mark felt each and every one of them down to his core. The bitch on screen moaned loudly as the stallion took her ass with ever increasing speed and so did the orca's pet once the gag was removed. John kissed his pet and shoved his tongue deep in his mouth, fluke slapping the floor behind them as he came for the first time in an hour. The backed up seed rushed inside the draconid and caused him to come as well, but a quick hand grabbed the rod and held it in place as the cum tried to escape, Mark moaned and squirmed as the pressure inside him grew to levels never before felt by his body. John grinned again and resumed abusing that stretched hole with gusto, still winding down from the first orgasm. His pet's stomach bulged out more and more with sticky seed and soon the flow seemed to reach his throat from the other end due to the sheer quantity of the orca's over-productive testes, more adding to the amount already present.

As the two reached another climax, Mark could not hold it in anymore and roared, or well, tried to: litres and litres of seed gushed from his mouth just as the rod gave up and was shot out of his cock with enough force to hit the wall on the other end of the room, followed suit by unholy amounts of seed and pre mixed together. The crowd gasped and clapped since the timing could not be more perfect with the movie, just as the stallion claimed yet another bitch for his harem. John bellowed and added one more massive shot to the countless others and slumped on the chair, covered in enough seed to make a good number of females extremely pregnant. He watched proudly as Mark sprayed his own seed over a few more people and slump in their collective pool of essence at their feet.

"Jesus fuck, John, just how much did you have inside? Is that where all the food goes?"

"I guess..." The lights were switched on and the two friends got to admire the deluge they had caused: about a dozen people were drenched in seed and the floor was covered in at least a few centimetres of the stuff, feet sinking in it. "But it was good, right?"

"It was beyond good but I don't think I'll do it again soon."

"Why not?"

"Because I'll be shitting it out for days, man, your spunk is not just sticky, it's like tar. God, my breath stinks of you." Mark got up and flung some strands on his friend. "It tastes good but hell... tone it down a little."

"Yeah, yeah, I'll remember next time." Mark sighed and stroked one last dribble off his cock before pointing it towards John and letting out a stream on urine on him. "What the... hack.. Jesus..." the orca tried his best to keep the acrid stuff out of his mouth but even then he was already getting a good bath with it and gave up, leaving Mark free grounds to relieve himself of the backed up pressure in his bladder. A couple of minutes after the golden shower died down and John opened his mouth and eyes, just in time for Mark to get a squirt in. "Come on! Was it really necessary?"

"Yes it was." The draconid leaned in for a quick kiss and left his friend on the soaked chair, heading towards his house. He took the plug before leaving and stuffed it back in, making sure that John saw that.

Mark shambled home and when he opened the door, the heavy orca musk wafted in the house and made the rest of the family frown.

"Mark? What the hell is this?"

"John, his mom is in heat and brings horny females home all day, I helped him relieve himself."

"More like letting him make you his bitch." Hayley giggled and licked off the one last drop of seed off her brother.

"Language, young lady." Frank glared at her. "Next time you'd better be the one on top, son, we draconids do not let the others have their way with us like that."

"Dad, he's my friend and a damn good fuck, let me have some fun."

"You already have that cow to screw, don't you? More would just be a waste of your seed and time."

"Ehm, about Mabel...."

"She can indeed come to dinner, but you'll have to promise me not to knock her up else you will be out of this family, am I being clear?"

"Crystal clear, sir."

"Good, now get a shower, you reek of orca." Mark nodded and dashed for the large bathroom upstairs, door slamming behind him. Frank collected a few drops of seed that fell on the floor and tasted them, eyes closed as he savoured the taste. A particular memory came up in his mind: himself as a young whelp, still new to the porn industry, kneeling in front of the stud of the time, Tidal the orca, a monster in length, girth and capacity, worshipping that slab of meat that to this day made him look like his son. The fond memory stirred his own member and that wasn't overlooked by the pair of females in his family, already horny because of the scent of the orca on Mark. He sighed and grabbed them under his arms, taking them to his bedroom for a good while of fun and exercise after dinner. "Kids these days..."