Cuckolding Her Husband

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Lusting for a BIGGER Dragon

"Oh, yeah... Baby, that's so fricking hot... You feel so much better inside me than he does..."

Maverick shuddered, the anthro dragon on his knees, muzzle tipped to the side, though his legs were tight together in shibari rope bondage, his paws behind his back. Even his tail had been hooked up and raised so that the pucker of his anal ring was all exposed and on show, the lighter green of his under-tail not something that he usually showed to anyone.

Yet the male on the bed with his light, small, feminine wife was not him. It would never again be him that pushed between her thighs and made her moan like that, a larger cock than his ramming deep, forcing her pussy to accept him, spreading her open more and more, bit by bit. The drake was a stud and a brute and it didn't look like his thick length was ever supposed to fit inside her, ridged along the length so that one ridge after the other could pop into her pussy.

Maverick had been treated to an up close and personal view of Bjorn's cock, the black drake with midnight blue highlights to his scales, before. He'd had to service it up close before he had pounded into his wife's pussy, stretching her out so that his cock would never again be able to please her. The taste of the studly drake, the bigger dragon, lingered in the back of his mouth and he could not even lick his lips to help ease it as he trembled in place. A dildo-shaped ball gag had been shoved into his mouth and nearly tickled the back of his throat, though he didn't want to think too much about that. He didn't have a gag reflex, being a dragon anyway.

"Yes... Bjorn..." His wife whispered, her arms flung out above her, her pink scales rosy and dusky, so soft and sweet. "Take me... Breed me... I want you to fill me with your cream!"

Maverick whimpered around the gag, his tongue pushing against it. That wasn't fair! She'd said that they would be able to have young, a dragonet egg, together, but apparently that was out of the question as Bjorn grinned toothily, the drake blocky and chunky with muscle. Before meeting him, Maverick had not known that scales could show so much muscle definition through them, though that was something that had come to him then, after seeing Bjorn fuck his wife for the first time.

As the dragon bent his wife's legs back, ensuring that every inch of his black cock could pound into her, the wet sound of her pussy slurping around him filling the room, any resistance that Maverick felt faded. It was much better to watch than feel bad about things, when he got to have his fantasies filled. Thinking about having his wife fucked by another drake had been a fantasy that she'd teased out of him a few years back and, well, things had only escalated from there.

"Look at him watching," Ankha, his wife, whispered, her head turned to the side, her eyes locked on him. "He wants me..."

"Only _I_get you."

Maverick trembled, cock throbbing, dripping a weak stream of pre-cum. The stud dragon could cum as if she was trying to hose down a virgin, a veritable cum fountain pouring from his cock. Maverick's testes were held internally too, making his cock appear even smaller than it actually was, though they frequently teased him about his supposedly inadequate size. The dragon whimpered and shivered. If he was so weak and small, maybe it was better that they had a nice, big stud like Bjorn to please Ankha when he was, so very clearly, incapable of doing so.

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Slap! Slap! Slap!

The drake's nuts bounced off Ankha's arse with every stroke of his cock, slamming and grinding, pounding right up into her with single-minded determination. They moaned in unison, Bjorn holding Ankha's hands back above her head, though it was not as if the dragoness wanted to be anywhere else other than exactly where she was in that moment. There was no better place to be, after all, than having her pussy stuffed full of a real stud's cock, rammed full to the brim and deliciously stretched. After all, that was what Ankha had told him enough while he was eating out her pussy after a good breeding. He'd just never thought that such fucks and liaisons would ever come to her being truly seeded by another dragon.

But maybe that was the way it was all meant to be, her pussy squeezing around him. Even though it had been a long time since his shaft had been inside his wife, Maverick still remembered. He remembered how sweet the arch of her body up against his had been, how she had moaned so very sweetly for him, how sweet the feel of her tongue tickling and teasing his length had been.

Not anymore. Now, all he got to see was her on her knees, choking on Bjorn's cock as the drake revelled in his dominance over another dragon's wife, as if it had ever been his right. It had been Maverick who had invited Bjorn into their bedroom and yet things had become so twisted and deviated from what he had expected that his fantasies simply could not keep up with everything.

Still, he moaned around the gag in his mouth, cock twitching and drooling that watery pre-cum, the prelude to what seed would never be able to impregnate anyone, least of all his wife. Ankha moaned and dug her claws into the drake, his wings flapping, lifting, letting Maverick know that the two of them were close. He could not even remember when the last time was that he had gotten off, yet there was a part of him that was still guiltily hungrily for all the passion that they shared in his presence. He had to be grateful for that if nothing else, moaning and wriggling in place. He could not even move that much, poised and bound on his knees in a rope harness, lest he tip over and look even more pathetic than he actually was.

"Fuck... Yes! Breed me!"

Ankha demanded it as the drake rammed in, her words lost in the roar of her orgasm, a feral beauty in his arms though Maverick could never get her to such a point. He had never been able to be rough with her, always submissive, always putting her needs first. Bjorn didn't do that, however, not as the slam of his hips drove his cock up inside the milking pressure of her pussy to his ultimate release.

The drake's roar drowned hers out, entwined in mutual bliss. Yet Maverick dominated, slamming into her with every inch of cock at his disposal, stretching her more and more even as he forced the very base of his dick up into her tight pussy. Her body stretched around him, welcoming him inside, yet the spurts of seed pouring into her bareback, that time, had a different meaning to them.

Maverick trembled. Did Ankha mean to impregnate herself with Bjorn's seed? He didn't even know if she was still taking birth control! Maybe she had meant for it all to happen for a long time and things were only then coming to fruition! His turmoil would have been more believable to himself if his cock was not so hard and throbbing, aching with desire, aroused more than he cared to admit.

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