Night At The Club
Author's Note: It's been quite a while since my last story, but I got the urge this morning and all you get to share! Please let me know what you think, I love feedback! Thanks!
Shora hadn't necessarily wanted to go to the club, given that she'd spent all day chasing down people in her job as a messenger. Of course, being a quad dragon had that benefit of being big enough and fast enough to get anywhere that was really needed! She'd really just wanted to go home, eat some dinner, and curl up in her nest until her stepsister showed up and dragged her away for a fun night.
Well, it'd been the fun night for Lysh, whom had disappeared a few hours ago into the back with an anthro stallion and a nonanthro gryphon. She still hadn't returned, which gave Shora the impression that they were still trysting. That was fine, but she'd been left on the dance floor by herself which was more than slightly awkward. She was one of the few quad dragons left out there, and she was pretty sure she was the only quad female. And with a pinkish-silver scaled body that had green neon glow sticks and black body wraps she certainly stood out!
At least her stepsister had an open tab, which the quad had no compunctions about adding to. If Lysh had dragged her here, then by dammit she could at least pay for the time that she'd left her stepsister alone! She'd only had a few alcoholic ones, but a few hours of drinking were adding up.
Shora glanced around the dance floor and spotted the hallway with a sign for bathrooms. It took a bit of nudging but she was able to carefully wend her way over after a few minutes of negotiation and reach the hallway.
It was dark, lit only by the smallest of lights, and painted black so as not to distract from the dance floor. It led back a way and around a corner until it dead-ended in a large door, which with her shoulder the opalescent female entered. Inside it was just as dark as the hallway if not darker. It was still painted black, and the floor was tiled black as well. There were two long troughs she could see set into the floor for quads, and a bank of stalls for anthro creatures. However it was obvious this club was a unisex bathroom and she'd just have to deal with it.
The dragoness padded over to the trough closest to her and quickly climbed over it. At least this one was working, the other appeared to have tape over it with a handwritten sign that said "do not use". Her mind noted, the bit that wasn't buzzed from the alcohol, that it was set so anyone coming in would get a nice view of whomever was using the trough. "Pervs," she muttered to herself, and reached down to quickly undo the small amounts of fabric covering her loins.
Her paws encountered two things. On the outside of the fabric there was a bit of a stain, from an anthro who hadn't been careful with her drink and spilled it on her. That was bad enough, but as she peeled the fabric away from her slit she felt a minor dampness. Great, she always forgot drinking turned her on, but it didn't matter. The pressure in her bladder was quite enough to remind the dragoness that there were other concerns than a damp pussy at the moment.
With the fabric out of the way, Shora lifted her tail high and crouched over the trough, and let out a low sigh as she began to pee into it. The metal of the trough let out a loud dinging noise, which covered up any other sounds she might have heard.
The door had opened quietly and a black male came in, whom had very little on his body in the way of adornment. His head was covered in spikes, and spines ran down his back, but around his neck and upper arms were thick white glow sticks. He was surprised at the sight of a dragoness in here, but a quick glance back confirmed there was only one set of bathrooms. A second glance showed that there was only one working trough to use as well. Damn. At least there was the nice view of the dragoness's vent who was at it...
Well, he had to pee and there was no denying it. His buddies and he had been going at it all night, drinking and dancing, and now he had to relieve himself! "Ahem," he said with a cough.
Shora whipped her head around, her bladder clenching in surprise as she heard the noise. She'd only just started and was now interrupted?
The male coughed and grinned apologetically. "Sorry, but looks like that's the only open trough, are you going to be long?" He asked her.
"I was just about to start," Shora said, glancing at this male. He was much bigger than her, which was slightly intimidating, and slightly arousing in her buzzed state. "I'd probably be a while, I've really had to pee."
"So have I," he said. "Drinking all night," he added as way of an apology.
"So wait," Shora said flatly, realizing her tail was still high and she was giving this strange male a full view of her sex. She flushed a bit and felt her nethers tighten, and hoped he hadn't seen that, but kept her tail up.
The black chuckled a bit. "Why don't you? I could just push you out of the way," he added with a devious and slightly unkind grin. He liked the view, but the attitude of this small dragoness was a bit disconcerting.
Shora let out an involuntary whine at the thought of waiting, which would be unwise given the pressure in her bladder. "That would be bad. I'd wind up peeing the floor, I think," she said, her inebriated state removing some of the filters from head to mouth. She blushed at that. "Ack... I... didn't mean to say that."
"You'd not be the only one!" The male said, for the first time showing signs of his own discomfort with squirming his hips. "Look, the trough isn't that big, but I bet if I stood over you we could both use it.
"I don't know, that's... well, fine," Shora said. It felt weird, but she knew she couldn't hold in her urine much longer and that if she went ahead and used it this male would probably just shove her out of the way. "Just... don't trap me under you." She shimmied up so that her body was towards the head of the trough, slightly scrunched up on the tile floor, giving room for the black male over and behind her.
The male wasted no time at all. He quickly walked up behind her and positioned his forelegs on either side of her easily-visible body. This left his hindlegs free to spread over the trough, and he let out a sigh as his penis dropped out of its male-slit so that he could pee.
Shora had her head curled up underneath her, looking back down her body to make sure the strange male wasn't getting any ideas. But when that black cock dropped down visible between her legs, she felt the fire in her loins flare up. The bulbous head and thick shaft were very impressive, and her body reminded her just how long it'd been since she'd last mated. It'd been years!
"I'm ready, so just... be warned," the male over her said, and without further warning the little restroom was filled with the sounds of piss streaming out that cock, and splattering audibly into the trough.
The dragoness was taken aback by this male's flow. It was easily triple what her body could produce even at its worst! It may be peeing, but it was certainly incredible. But the pressure within her flared as a reminder of her own need to empty her bladder, and she began relaxing to let it out.
Unfortunately her inebriation caused her to relax her forelimbs as well, which slipped on the tile. Just as the first bits of pee were escaping her folds, her forebody crashed into the flood and pushed her hips back... right up against that black penis. It was also unfortunate her surprise and drunkenness prevented her from stopping peeing, and she wound up emptying her bladder right against the male's cock.
The black male blinked in surprise as the small female slipped against his malehood, and he felt her body pee. She let out a bit of a gasping sob as a sign of her horror. "Oh no, no no..." she murmured as she was unable to stop herself, her folds pressed against his penis and adding her urine to drip down with his. "No..."
Blinking he reached a paw down, and touched hers. "It's fine," he said softly, and then chuckled. "Like I'd mind a cute little dragoness like you putting her body against mind."
Shora blinked and looked up at him, her body trembling from release and embarrassment. "I'm... I'm sorry," she mumbled out. Her bladder soon finished, but she was just mortified at what had happened.
The male had stopped peeing when the female below him had bumped against his cock, but now that she seemed to have stopped he let his flow resume as though nothing had happened. The paw that he was using to comfort her he subtly moved to her back to try and prevent her from fleeing. The feeling of her obviously damp folds on him was arousing, and he didn't want it to end anytime soon.
As the male was peeing Shora felt the heat radiating from the length she'd inadvertently pressed herself against. It made her tense up with the unbidden thought of shifting so that length was in her, not just against her. She felt her vaginal walls clamp at the though and send her mind a firm reminder that she needed sex, she was definitely aroused, and now was as good a time as any. The part of her mind that fought, that reminded her this was a stranger, in a bar, that she was drunk, she'd just peed on him, and that she didn't know anything about him was deteriorating against the onslaught of the alcohol coursing through her system and her arousal. So she barely noticed when she began moving her hips slightly up and down, feeling the edge of he glans brush through her folds.
She did notice however when that movement sent the last of the male's stream of urine over her vent and down her thighs, which she gasped at. "Oh, dear," she heard him mutter, The shock of this made his hips jump, and wound up pressing his shaft head right to her folds. He was about to apologize when her barely spoken cry stopped him.
"Yes, more..." escaped from the barely parted lips of the opalescent dragoness. Her tail was arched high and she hadn't pulled away, and suddenly he realized she was pressing back against him.
An invitation was an invitation. He grinned, pulling his hips back for a moment to realign, and then without anything else said or done, he began pressing his cockhead to the opening of the small dragoness underneath him, and worked to enter her vent.
Shora's mind was rapidly deteriorating as she felt the maleness against her. She took no notice of her body arching downwards to present her ass and vent as a clear target for the male, and felt herself clench involuntarily as that bulbous tip started to open her folds wide. She'd never even seen a male this big, and had she been sober she'd probably never have let something with a cock that large try and take her, but alcohol was a wondrous thing in how it removed her inhibitions. So instead of nervousness, she crooned and pressed back to take it into her small passage.
The black male rumbled in delight at this turn of events and quickly added more pressure. It was a tight fit, that was to be sure, and it was almost agony to feel the head of his cock 'pop' into her tight ring of muscle, and begin descending into the slick depths presented inside.
The sensation of having something so large force its way into her made Shora trill out in pain and pleasure. The pressure had been almost unbearable, until he'd entered, but by pressing back she'd helped ensure his breaching her opening. Now her fluids were coating the head of the thing inside her. The stimulation made her lower her chest down to the floor and lift her slit high to meet the incoming thrust that was going to fill her entirely.
It was hot, tight, and wet. And that made it all the better, so the male simply pushed harder, and within moments was spearing his shaft deep into the lithe little female. He wondered if she'd be able to take all of him, so as a test he put his paws on her shoulders to pin her down and forced his shaft deep.
She was pinned. This was something that had filled some more of Shora's more exotic fantasies, and now this strange male was pinning her down, and forcing himself as deep as he could go. The dragoness felt her body trying to adapt to fit his size, and her feral side was beginning to take over now. A low growl escaped her muzzle and the young female pushed back hard, feeling herself open to his desire like a flower to the sun.
"Take it.." the black snarled softly, and felt his shaft head bump against an internal barrier. Well, he wasn't seated fully, so now came the time to really push. Bracing his leg muscles the male forced himself as hard as possible into her.
Now there was more pain. She'd felt that shaft hit hit its hilt inside her but the male was still pressing, and her body was crying out in protest. She let out a small squeal of pain, but Shora couldn't move away; so she just pushed back against him.
It took but a few moments for Shora's cervix to part, to fall at the immense pressure against it. It caused the head of that cock to fill her womb, and finally the giant meat was fully buried in the dragoness.
Shora was amazed. It was all in her... she could feel every pulsing vein on her walls and it was so much that she couldn't even clench down. Her hips simply now became supported by his intrusion, and she let out a low sigh as the pleasure started to return to her body, a dull heat that hinted of things to come.
He'd gotten fully in, and that amazed the male as much as it did Shora. Her body tightened about his, but now came the fun part... slowly he shifted his weight, placed his grip upon her hips now, and began to pull out. This tension in the opposite direction made the female under him whine in pain and pleasure, and after a few moments his cock pulled free of her womb and back out into her passage, which was tight, despite how wet she was. He began to pull almost all the way out, and then began a fast, hard thrust in, which battered at her depths.
It was amazing, the mixture of pain and of pleasure were something she'd never quite imagined. Her defenses mentally against the idea of sex with this stranger were now long gone. All she wanted was to feel him in her, to cum, and to keep that meat in her as long as possible. The thrusts of the black male quickly made her whole body rock, and she fought to rock back to meet them.
There wasn't quite enough there though. Shora wanted to see this, she wanted to see her pussy opened this wide; because it may never happen again. So with the thrusts she reached her paws under her, and pulled off all the fabric that draped her hips and legs, letting it fall into the trough to act as a barrier. Once it was off, she began to turn her body with the male's thrusts, making his paws let go of her hips until at last she was on her back on the floor, legs spread wide and tail off to the side. Now she could see the massive length in her sex. Shora marveled anew and glanced at her folds, at how her clit was sticking out entirely of its hood from the tension and how her netherlips were red and raw from the sex already, but she didn't care. It felt so good.
The male was having just as much pleasure, and as she rolled over he finally got a good look at her face, and grinned. His length wouldn't last for long under this kind of assault, but from the female's look neither would she. He then looked down to see her vent stretched and purred at the sight of it filled so completely by him.
"More... Fill me more..." he heard Shora murmur, as her paws came down to feel at her folds. Well, he was fucking her as fast and hard as he dared, but he had an idea from one of his buddies... so he grinned and pulled his paws away. This left them free, while Shora began to rock more and more from his thrusts. With his paws free he reached up to one of the thick glow sticks from around his arm and undid it.
Shora watched eagerly and wondered just what he'd do with it. She tried to clench down on the intrusion in her, but it wasn't working, so she resorted to rubbing at the base of his cock with one paw and teasing her clit with the other. It was a bit awkward, but she needed it, stretched out so.
The glow stick was quickly unbent and had its connector cap thrown to the side. The male grinned and winked at the opal, and then murmured back, "Here's some more..."
With his words Shora looked, and saw him taking that thick glow stick down under his shaft, until she felt something poke at her anal ring. She'd never felt such a thing before and it made her cry out, and unclench for a moment... which was all the male needed. With a single thrust the glow stick was almost fully buried into Shora's ass, spreading it for the first time as her pussy was still stretched.
Well, that did it. The suddenness of the thrust made Shora scream in ecstasy as her climax ripped through her body, clenching down in every orifice as she came.
This caught the male by surprise, but he didn't waste it. He quickly released the glow stick, and pushed in so his shaft was in a moment buried fully within her, the female's cervix not presenting nearly the barrier it had before. As he got in he concentrated for a moment, feeling his loins tense up, and then he roared out, drowning out the sounds Shora was making with his own climax.
The volume of cum inside her was something Shora had never felt before. It literally seemed to fill her stomach, and she felt her body straining to hold the hot substance. Fortunately the male seemed to sense that slight issue and pulled back a bit, so that some of the seed wormed its way out around her vent and down her folds, trickling around the odd glow stick stuck in her anus. Her mind was simply abuzz from the alcohol-aided orgasm, and looked up at the black male with lust.
His own face was a mirror of pleasure as he felt his whole length twitch and release his cream into the little female. He'd started to pull back once he felt his seed rapidly taking up any space within her, and then finally he grinned as it faded. "Mm... that was unexpected."
"Very," Shora said quietly, and began to writhe her body about underneath the black male, inching her way up until with an audible pop she worked her vent free from the intrusion. It didn't even bother closing after the abuse, but Shora had other plans for it. She got up, using the anthro stall wall as a support, and lifted her tail so that the male could see the glow stick sticking out her tailhole and her open and inflamed pussy dripping his cum.
The male rhhhed at the site and grinned, feeling his shaft firm up some again from it. His own cock was dripping cum and her fluids, but he tilted his head aside. "I never caught your name... I'm Isak." He said, grinning.
"I'm Shora," the opal said, grinning. "Stay with me tonight?"
"You bet. But let's go dance a bit more... I've still got some left in me, and I think there's more for you, too," Isak said, and turned towards the door. It wouldn't be the first time sex would happen on that dance floor, obvious sex at that. But it was a club open for swingers, and best to take advantage of it.
"Yes... and when I go home you can follow my light," Shora said playfully, and walked out, tail held high so he could stare at her all night long.
The night was just getting started, and both Shora and Isak intended to make the most of it. In private and in public.