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A Woman's Intuition

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STORY CONTENTS: Vaginal, Blindfold, Cheating Wife, Pregnancy, Mild Bondage, Dirty sex, M/M/F, Oral, Double Penetration

COPYRIGHTS: FyreDragon is © Herself

Ropes is © Himself

Aeonn is © Herself

All other Characters & Story © Allester E. Darkflame

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"Well Mrs. Fyre, I'm afraid your husband has been cheating on you. I've got video of him going to lunch and dinner spots with a White dragoness, even going to a couple of Jewelry stores and a wedding planners shop. I'm terribly sorry ma'am. I hate when I'm called for this kind of job and find all the signs of cheating spouses. Would you like to see the videos?" a male voice spoke softly from a shadowed corner of the room, as if hiding his face.

Sitting in a chair across from his, with better lighting, a red dragoness sat with her right leg crossed over her left. She was about six feet and three inches in height, a wedge shaped head and snout with a yellow frill rising on her head and sliding down the back of her skull with black spines between the yellow fins. Two slightly curved black horns rise from her skull, with a set of tiny red doe like ears poking up from the side of her head. Her blue eyes sparkled in the dim light as a line of tears slipped down the red scales of her cheeks.

For a dragon, her neck was short and thick, with orange-yellow scales leading down her throat to her large DD rack tucked in to a bright pink summer dress. She had no bra on so her stiff nipples jutted out from her tits to make dimples in the fabric of her tight dress. She had no visible muscle tone, a softer look to her arms and thick thighs, but the cut of her dress revealed several yellow 'claw' shaped marks on her thighs and biceps. She slowly rose from her chair, showing her back to the P.I. she hired, her flat tight ass barely shown in the fabric of her dress, though her long tail swept behind her irritably.

Two wings folded against her back, yellow membranes filled in the space between the slight bones that formed the bridges for her wings. While her red scales made up the primary portions of her back and sides, the scales on her throat, middle, and inner thighs were softer and suppler like pliable flesh. She started to walk towards the door, flicking her left ear slightly as she placed her clawed hand on the door knob. "Thanks for finding this, but I don't need to see it." She sniffed softly.

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Fyre sat at the kitchen table, supping from a wine glass as she glared at the clock and then to the set table she had made for her and Ropes, who should have been here for this special night. Tomorrow was their anniversary and yet, he had spent the last four days of the week fucking some trashy street slut that he was spending money on left and right, and was even trying to marry HER! She threw the glass to the ground, growling deep in her throat as she stood up from the table and kicked the chair away with a snarl. Her upper lift curled in a slight smile as she saw a picture of her and Ropes in their wedding photo.

An idea popped in to her head and she waltzed up the stairs with a smile on her lips. It didn't take her long to get to their room, open the closet door, and rummage through it to find her wedding dress stuffed in to a white hemp sheath to protect it. "If he can fuck some bitch, I can fuck some ass." She said out loud, her voice resonating with spite. Pulling the dress off the hanger, she walked back down the stairs and grabbed her car keys. Out the front door, she walked to the car and put the dress in. She then went back in to the house and spent five minutes finding the video camera.

Back out the door she went, hopping in to her car and driving off with a squeal of the tires. She drove down the road, and hit the interstate, driving down a few miles before dropping off to the back roads and finding a Hotel with a dense bar. Stepping out of the car, she grabbed her camera and her dress and walked in to the Hotel's office. An elderly deer waited behind the counter, and she purchased the cheapest, dirtiest motel room that she could ask for. Once that was done, she walked up the stairs and opened her room. The inside was a complete mess, with a few roaches skittering across the floor when she turned on the light.

The bathroom was just to the left, it looked like the toilet and bathtub hadn't been scrubbed out in years. She hung her dress on the curtain bar of the shower stall and then went about setting up a tripod and then the camera, angling it at the foot of the bed with a smell studio light set up behind the camera. She looked over the 'new marital bed' and smirked. There was no bed frame, just box springs and a mattress thrown on top, ragged sheets and no blanket but with two dirty pillow cases surrounding small pillows. Just above the pillows a broken light hook rested a few inches above.

Smiling as her set up was done, she marched out the door and walked down to the nearby bar. Once inside, her nose curled in disgust at the smell of booze and sweaty, unclean men. She looked around as her gut churned and made her wretch slightly, but this was her plan that would help crush Ropes and his cheating crap. From the moment she walked in, she could see the men turning to stare at her and glare with lust filled eyes. Not a single dragon male in the mix, not even a good sized horse!

She followed her own path to a table, and sat down with her legs spread lewdly apart to make her dress stretch open and show off the fact she had no panties on. Though few men saw since the table covered up the view unless they leaned over to bluntly show they were peeking. Only two men were brave enough to risk that look, a fat pig and a wiry thin sheep that looked thicker than he was thanks to his wooly winter coat. They obviously approved of what they saw, as they lifted their heads and smirked at her from separate tables. She smiled right back, using her tail to slide up between her legs, dipping the thick tip of her tail in to her pussy mound boldly and shifting a bit from the stimulation.

The two men grinned, but she pulled her tail free and then turned her head to continue looking around the room. They were bold, and she liked that, but ohh how they were disgusting to even look at, let alone fuck. She wanted a sexy man, one that would make Ropes jealous and want to win her back. She spotted him, a tall looking orca strutting around with bulky muscles, and a pair of jeans tented out considerably. She started drooling from both lips as she watched him, making sure his eyes caught hers and delivered a wink. Standing up from her table, she shimmied her hips at him, wiggling her tight little ass and sweeping her tail behind her as she marched up to the bar.

The bartender, a portly beaver woman with tits that made Fyre look flat, walked over and smiled her bucktoothed grin. "How can I help ye lass?" she asked, her voice raised to get over the bar music.

"Ohh well, see there's a guy here I'm supposed to meet. But I can't find him, so if someone comes by asking where the Red Dragoness went, could ya tell him to come to room F10 at the hotel just across the way?" Fyre offered, holding up a fifty dollar bill and offering it to the beaver.

The fat woman smirked and took the money "Sure baby, no problem. I'll make sure he gets the message." She crooned and tucked the fifty in to her deep cleavage.

Satisfied, Fyre turned around, winking at the Orca once more before she walked out the door. She quickly hurried back to her room, leaving the door unlocked as she hopped in to the bathroom. She stripped from her dress, letting her heavy tits bounce out of her top and then sag under her chest as she bent over to pull the dress down her legs. Pink, fat nipples capped her tits, begging to be sucked and slurped. As she rose back up, she noted the Celtic knot tattoo she had just over her fat pink pussy lips, the mark glowed a faint blue as if enchanted.

Her fingers played along that spot slowly before she reached in to her hemp sheath for her dress, pulling out a pair of white lace panties, sliding them up her thighs and hooking them over her hips. The waistband held like a V shape over her thighs, the back of the panties cut in a g-string style so that the crotch barely covered her fat pussy lips. She then yanked a matching bra from the sheath and pulled the strapless material on to her body, hugging her fat scaled tits in to the lacy fabric cups and realizing she'd grown a few cup sizes since the wedding, her boobs smashed together and against her chest.

She then pulled out her dress and threw it over her head, shimmying it down her body. The bell was nothing but white chiffon material that was layered five times to provide cover and decency to her lower half. The bodice however was fashioned from lace and silk blend, pressing her boobs together and making her grunt some as the top ripped a tiny bit at the hips when she zipped up. Finally she pulled out her veil and placed it on her head, grinning as she looked herself over in the mirror. She then grabbed some stockings and a garter-belt from her purse and slipped the belt on, followed by the stockings of white nylon.

Marching over to that raunchy bed, she slipped just to the foot and turned on the camera, using the flip screen to aim it properly. She then laid back on top of the bed, and blindfolded herself under the veil with some white cloth. As a final touch, she used some more material to tie around her wrist and then hung the center part over that broken light hook and slowly spread her legs wide open for the camera.

She sat there for another fifteen minutes, waiting for the door open. When it finally did, she heard a pair of voices whispering something she couldn't make out. She felt weight push down on the mattress, heard zippers unzip, and then two sets of hands fondling her tits and thighs. She reveled in the feel of those hands on her, she couldn't tell if it was the orca and one of his friends since her dress was in the way. But she moaned all the more when those fingers found her fat pussy through the fabric of her panties, arching her hips up against those digits as one hand started to peel her panties down her thighs.

She felt those fingers on her supple pussy scales, rolling along her vulva before two fingers stabbed in to her fat mound. She growled out in a moan as the digits pumped in and out of her hole, soon joined by the other hands fingers and started to stroke at separate paces. She was in heaven, her pussy being worked and her tits being played with, feeling the softer scales on her orbs being smashed and squeezed roughly through her top and bra. These two obviously just wanted to use her, and that's what she wanted. If Ropes wanted some cheap piece of ass off the street, she'd become an easy piece of ass for him.

Suddenly two hands left, the one on her right side, but they soon cupped her head and muzzle, and she felt her veil lifted by a dick, could smell the dirty scent of that male prick. Both men reeked of farm and booze, but also that raunchy smell of male musk and sweat. She felt his cock head touch her lips, and she soaked the fingers of the other male when she felt the foreskin brushing her fat lips. She gulped it up eagerly, slobbering on that rod as she coiled her tongue around the thick flesh. She bobbed her head down and took every inch of this man's cock in to her mouth.

He was small, only five inches long, but boy was he fat and thick, it must be the orca still finger fucking her wet snatch. She moaned around that large cock as those fingers dug out her inner muscles and pumped in and out of those fat pussy folds in front of the camera. The other hand began pulling her dress down, ripping the top even more since the man didn't unzip the already tight material. Once her tits popped free, her bra broke down the middle from the force of her orbs jostling on her chest. Immediately the man in her mouth sat his ass on those huge orbs, and she felt wool against her fleshy scales.

Passing the feeling off as pants for warmth since she never heard any clothes hit the ground. She bobbed her head faster and harder on that stiff rod, feeling the foreskin rolling along her tongue and tickling her taste buds with every pass of her lips over the flesh. She could feel the man start to rock his hips, using her tits as a cushiony seat as she pushed her head back and forth along that short prick. Pre-sperm soon started to coat her lips and she wiggled her hips, almost begging for the other man to pound his dick in to her pussy.

He obliged her, climbing between her legs and forcing his knees against her ass cheeks as he straddled her tail. The man grabbed his dick and smeared it all over her wet fuck folds, letting her feel how his own uncut dick rolled along her folds. She rolled her hips against that smooth flesh, and she felt soft skin pressing to her thighs. Ohhh how she wanted that orca flesh and loved the feel of him rubbing his dick between her legs. It took him only a couple passes with his dick before he crammed it inside of her pussy well.

She frowned inwardly, the man was big in size, but his cock was tiny! Barely four inches long, but ultra fat and round, stretching her pussy wider then her own husbands cock could. His thrusts were short and fast, pumping like an animal just looking to nut. He wasn't gentle at all, pounding his dick through her pussy pudding with savage beatings of his hips to her own, his heavy balls smacking her ass roughly and fervently. She tried to keep pace with him by sucking his companions cock at the same pace, but the man didn't seem to like it and pulled away from her lips.

A loud whine, and moaning growl echoed from her now open muzzle, but that soon quieted down to dirty sounds of her wet pussy eating that dick hungrily between her thighs. The other man shimmied down and rolled her back, just as the man between her legs lifted her hips up high. She nearly came on him at that feel, grinning as she waited to feel her ass hole violated, but instead found her pussy being ripped open even farther by the other man cramming his thick cock in to her pussy hole right beside his friends!

She growled out a snarling moan as both men started to fuck her pussy at random paces, the man over her kept his feral and savage thrusting pace that worked his short dick in and out of her twat like a man sawing through a log with his own log! His friend under her kept to a slower pace, much slower. His hips lifted slowly, pressing his flesh in to her once inch every three seconds before drawing back just as slowly. The alternate pace at the back of her cunt hole, with the faster pace grinding to the front set her off in a mind blowing orgasm.

Her body jerked and shuddered violently, quaking as her eyes actually rolled to the back of her head, her moans gone to just gurgling chokes of desire. Suddenly the men changed paces, her ass became the victim of a battering ram shove from hips below her, the clapping noise filling the air was muffled by those wool pants along with the feel of smooth heavy balls beating her cunt lips as the man drove in and out of her pussy like a wild man. His friend over her slowed to a crawl, as if prolonging his own orgasm by taking his time and letting his buddy drive her to a second orgasm that made her entire body lock up and shake violently once more.

She was losing her mind to this due of men fucking her like a cheap slut... which she felt like thanks to the smell of them. But this entire time, she knew she was capturing it all on camera, the view of her stretched cunt would blow her mates mind as two sets of nuts slapped her cunt lips roughly with each pounding shove of those hips. She finally screamed out "OH FUCK! FUCK MY MARRIED CUNT! GODS MORE!" she hissed through her teeth, her tongue wiggling out as the two men just chuckled.

The men then obliged her, they both started to pound her pussy pudding with hard shoves of their hips that swiftly plunged their dicks in to her sopping cunt that farted out loudly around their meat. But then they would slowly pull their cocks from her pussy well. She then felt them lurch at the same time, as if perfectly timed to their pleasures, both men began blowing their wads inside her pussy hole. She screamed as a third orgasm hit her, she felt their spooge flowing in to her pussy well, and flooding her womb with their ball juice.

Both males quickly dismounted her body, grabbing her head and then smeared their dicks over her muzzle under her veil and she eagerly licked and slurped up their cocks before they walked away while she tried to pull off her bonds from the light hook. By the time she did, and got her blindfold off. The two men were gone, she looked down between her legs and saw her pussy lips gapping open wide and she sighed. She dropped on to her back and fell asleep.

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After waking up and getting dress, safely tucking her torn and stained wedding dress back in its sheath, she started her drive home. Smirking proudly at herself as she drove in to the drive way. She reached over to the tape she had made of her fucking, and wrote on the cover "Happy Anniversary Ropes" and walked for the front door. As she turned the door knob and marched in to the house, she jumped with a scream as Ropes, Aeonn, her brother, and several other friends sprang from cover and screamed "Happy Anniversary!"

So startled was she, that she dropped her purse, with the video in it, on the ground. She smiled and walked over to hug everyone, including her White dragon friend Aeonn. Ropes, a tall tan-brown displacer-beast walked over to his mate and one of his prehensile tails swept forward to offer her a small bag. "Happy Anniversary baby, Aeonn helped me pick it out." He smiled.

She opened it and found a beautiful gold necklace with a diamond charm dangling on its end. A card inside the bag had a time date set on it that read "Second Marriage, Scheduled for October 7th." She was baffled, and then it hit her, Ropes hadn't been cheating on her, that White dragoness was Aeonn! They had been planning this. She should have watched those videos... she would have figured it out, and now she felt so horrible... yet so fulfilled oddly.

*************** Four moths Later ********************

Fyre walked down the stairs, her belly gravid and swollen with several eggs in her belly. She was smiling broadly as she saw Ropes sitting in the front room. "Hey baby!" she chirped playfully, leaning over to kiss his cheek. He didn't seem to respond so well. It was silent as he raised the remote.

"I want DNA test." He growled, turning on the TV to show her on her back, legs spread with two dicks shoved in to her cunt. A pig and sheep cock drilling her pussy with curly tail and stubby tail dancing over the males asses as they fucked her on the screen!

~~ The End

~ Allester E. Darkflame