{"sf1_id":2080410,"sf2_id":"dmBVO7Zm","title":"Summer Break Blowout","author":"Talon-21","words":7441,"posted_at":"2023-12-09T07:03:00.000Z","tags":["Breeding","Claws","Cock","Creampie","Cum","Dinosaur","Egg","Feathers","Female","Feral","Green","Impregnation","Knot","M/F","Male","Messy","NSFW","Nubbins","Nubs","Oral","Penis","Proto-knot","Raptor","Red","Scales","Scaly","Short Story","Straight","Utahraptor","Vaginal","dino","ovum","semen","sperm"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2080410-summer-break-blowout","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/dmBVO7Zm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/71/49/714919ea-9eec-407a-987d-ac7562447bc5","description":"#1 of Miscellaneous\n\nTwo young raptors decide to hang out after the conclusion of university classes, only for the play to take a more sensual turn until nature takes its course...This is based on an old RP between a friend and I.\n\nPiq is © meBlossom is © my friend, SanEditing was done by the ever amazing  Lynoth715\n\nIf you read it, leave a vote so I know how I'm doing! If you love it, hit that fave button so I get a little more dopamine. Additionally, consider leaving a comment! I'd love to know what readers think!","content":"SUMMER\u0026nbsp;BREAK BLOWOUT  \nby  \nVrelvel Vurixen\n\nEarly summer always\u0026nbsp;brings tell-tale signs of its beginning; both natural and societal. For nature,\u0026nbsp;it was the gradual and pleasant increase in temperature, longer days, and - for\u0026nbsp;some creatures - the perfect time to start a family. On the societal side of\u0026nbsp;things, what could\u0026nbsp; possibly be a bigger indicator of the beginning of summer\u0026nbsp;than universities releasing their students for the final time. As it were, two\u0026nbsp;raptors - having made friends with each other throughout the year - began\u0026nbsp;walking, the male having offered to walk his female counterpart home as he'd\u0026nbsp;done a few times now that the weather had warmed up. He was a handsome guy, as\u0026nbsp;far as feral raptors were concerned. Forrest green scales covered most of his\u0026nbsp;body until they reached his underbelly, where they splotched and faded to a\u0026nbsp;paler shade. Meanwhile the back of his neck, forearms, and tail tip all\u0026nbsp;sprouted salmon red feathers; which were mostly relaxed.\n\nBlossom churred a bit. The female wasn't too much different than\u0026nbsp;her counterpart, save for having colors not unlike the setting sun in autumn.\u0026nbsp;The scales on her body were mostly a brilliant orange, though that changed to\u0026nbsp;yellow on her underside while her limbs faded to a vibrant red. Her feathers\u0026nbsp;were bright orange with red tips and, while also being more numerous on her\u0026nbsp;forearms, ran in a mane-like line down her back to the tip of her tail. She\u0026nbsp;swayed her tail as she walked, happy to have someone accompanying her. \"I\u0026nbsp;really appreciate you walking with me today, Piq. And on such a nice day, too!\"\n\n\"Hey, no problem!\" Piq purred in return, happy to be of help. His\u0026nbsp;tail swayed too,\u0026nbsp; occasionally bumping\u0026nbsp;into his friend's. \"It really is a great day, and now we have the rest of the\u0026nbsp;summer to enjoy! Did you have any plans yet?\"\n\nBlossom's tail bags, filled with the supplies she needed for\u0026nbsp;classes throughout the day, jingled with the movement of walking. Her hips\u0026nbsp;bumped into the male's infrequently as they progressed down the sidewalk. \"Not\u0026nbsp;as of right now,\" she looked out the side of her eye at him. \"Do you?\"\n\nThe other raptor hummed a little, \"Mmm, not yet. Still thinking of\u0026nbsp;some stuff.\" The tail contact made Piq's face feel a bit warmer. That, or it\u0026nbsp;was just the sun. Both raptors recently entered young adulthood; they were\u0026nbsp;reproductively mature, now. And, with the conclusion of the final semester of\u0026nbsp;university classes, they were basically adults. For now, though, Piq was just\u0026nbsp;happy to spend the day with his friend. \"I think I have some time before\u0026nbsp;anything comes up, though.\"\n\nAs they walked, Blossom had an idea. With her classes being done\u0026nbsp;and the rest of her friends either packing to leave town or still finishing up\u0026nbsp;their own tests, she didn't have anything to do. She let out a soft chirp as\u0026nbsp;she made up her mind and looked at Piq, \"Hey, you wanna hang out at my place?\u0026nbsp;I've got some tea and snacks.\"\n\n\"Sure!\" The green raptor responded, almost too quickly, realizing\u0026nbsp;they'd arrived at her home already, \"It beats going back home to the fam for\u0026nbsp;now!\" He purred, thinking about the idea. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy being\u0026nbsp;around his family, but he was the energetic one of his family, the active one,\u0026nbsp;the live wire. The exuberant one. And, at the same time, certain modes of\u0026nbsp;communication just... fell flat; be it tonal and facial cues, or even implied\u0026nbsp;social norms. While his folks weren't lazy, they simply weren't on his level.\u0026nbsp;Not to mention their interests had diverged since he went off for\u0026nbsp;post-secondary education. He looked at her door, noting that it led into a\u0026nbsp;fairly modest house instead of an apartment.\n\nThe young lady churred happily at his answer and bounced up the\u0026nbsp;steps, her bags jingling until she grabbed one to dig for her keys. Within just\u0026nbsp;a couple moments, she had the door open and padded in. \"I'll get started on the\u0026nbsp;tea.\"\n\n\"Oh, ok!\" Piq said as he quickly followed her in and closed the\u0026nbsp;door, being sure to reengage the deadbolt. It was habit after being in the\u0026nbsp;dorms; drunk students never knew what room was theirs. He was immediately in\u0026nbsp;the living room and looked around while giving a sniff. The place smelled\u0026nbsp;heavily of flowers, spices, and... well, Blossom... sweet, in a way. It was almost\u0026nbsp;distracting, and for some reason the was a small bout of... maybe it was\u0026nbsp;nervousness in the scent? No, not that. The smell was so alluring, or maybe\u0026nbsp;comforting was a better description. \"So, uh, where is everyone?\"\n\n\"Oh,\" Blossom replied, peaking in from the kitchen. \"I live alone\u0026nbsp;here. They just gave me this place. Something about ferals needing more space\u0026nbsp;and them not having enough on campus for me.\" She went back into the kitchen\u0026nbsp;and opened the fridge with her maw on a special grip tassel. She pulled out a\u0026nbsp;pitcher of chilled water. Next, she went to the pantry and grabbed a package\u0026nbsp;full of powder.\n\nPiq chirruped, his own tail gear jostling a bit as he processed\u0026nbsp;the fact that Blossom had gotten a pretty good deal simply because of a\u0026nbsp;logistical issue, \"No way!\"\n\nHe heard her chuckle and chirp, \"Yep!\" Her voice was muffled a\u0026nbsp;little from grabbing something with her maw.\n\nPiq peeked his head into the kitchen, being greeted by Blossom's\u0026nbsp;tail directly in his view. \"Need any help?\" He asked, not entirely cognizant of\u0026nbsp;his eyes lingering on his friend's raised tail, regardless of the tail bags\u0026nbsp;still wrapped around and affixed to it. She had just finished pouring water\u0026nbsp;into a pitcher.\n\nThe lady raptor looked back and gave her companion a silly smile,\u0026nbsp;\"Nah, I got it.\"\n\nThe green stuck his tongue out at her in response, blowing a small\u0026nbsp;raspberry, \"If you say so.\"\n\n\"Actually,\" Blossom backtracked with a giggle while shaking the\u0026nbsp;pitcher to mix its contents, \"if you wouldn't mind, could you grab two cups\u0026nbsp;with straws? They're in the first cabinet on the left.\"\n\n\"Sure thing!\" Piq chirped, then spotted the cabinet, pulled it\u0026nbsp;open with a tooth tassel, then retrieved the desired drinking apparatuses.\u0026nbsp;\"Here.\"\n\nHis friend churred at him in gratitude when she took the glasses\u0026nbsp;from him, then promptly turned back around and poured the instant tea she'd\u0026nbsp;just made into the cups and handed one back to the green male.\n\n\"Thanks,\" Piq said with an appreciative growl as he took the\u0026nbsp;proffered beverage.\n\nBlossom churred happily and smiled at her friend before heading\u0026nbsp;into the living room. Piq followed her, finding her in the process of taking\u0026nbsp;off her tail bags before hopping up and curling in a sitting position on the\u0026nbsp;large, custom flat couch, drink in hand, sipping the beverage through a straw.\u0026nbsp;\"You're welcome to join me on the couch if you'd like,\" she said.\n\n\"Oh! Sure!\" The green male said happily. He removed his own bags\u0026nbsp;before hopping up onto the couch with his friend; the only remaining article on\u0026nbsp;him being the simple cloth at his hips. It wasn't really required but often\u0026nbsp;considered an act of modesty by ferals - mostly males - when around the anthro\u0026nbsp;creatures, and especially at the university!\n\nBlossom churred deeply and wiggled her tail tip happily, some of\u0026nbsp;her feathers standing out slightly as she sipped her tea. She relaxed, but kept\u0026nbsp;her eyes focused on her friend as she grabbed the nearby remote and flicked on\u0026nbsp;the TV.\n\nPiq also sipped some tea and purred at the welcome feeling of the\u0026nbsp;cool liquid flowing down his throat. It wasn't bad, exactly, though it\u0026nbsp;definitely had and odd graininess quality to it along with that fake taste most\u0026nbsp;instant teas had. \"Hmm, not bad for a powder!\" He exclaimed in partial jest as\u0026nbsp;his tail laid across that of his friend's.\n\nBlossom chuckled and sipped more of her tea, the girl's tail tip\u0026nbsp;beginning to play with Piq's own and making her giggle, \"If you put in just\u0026nbsp;enough, it almost tastes real!\"\n\nPiq relaxed a bit, his tail dancing around with his friend's. \"I\u0026nbsp;guess it kinda does!\" He looked at her when he heard her giggle, his expression\u0026nbsp;one of mild perplexity, \"What are you laughing about?\"\n\n\"Nothin',\" Blossom said, her tail continuing to wriggle with\u0026nbsp;Piq's. \"I'm just happy that school is over for now. It's nice to just relax\u0026nbsp;with a friend.\"\n\n\"I couldn't agree more!\" Piq suddenly realized that his tail was\u0026nbsp;in a good position to win the little wrestling match it was playing against its\u0026nbsp;red counterpart, so he decided to seal the deal and quickly had his friend's\u0026nbsp;tail pinned by his own while he barked excitedly, \"Hah!\"\n\nSurprised, Blossom let out a meep and attempted to retaliate, her\u0026nbsp;tail wiggling unsuccessfully in the playful, impromptu competition. Sensing\u0026nbsp;victory, Piq sat his drink down on a nearby end table and scooted himself\u0026nbsp;closer so he could leverage even more of his rear appendage. Blossom was\u0026nbsp;enjoying herself and giggled further, even as she watched her friend close some\u0026nbsp;of the distance between them. She sat her drink down as well and continued in\u0026nbsp;her good-natured resistance, even though the outcome was already obvious.\n\nThe \"competition\" was reaching a head, and Piq took it a step\u0026nbsp;further in his playful mood. He quickly tucked his legs under his body just\u0026nbsp;enough so that when he extended them, his body was launched toward Blossom so\u0026nbsp;he could playfully pounce on her. High on the playful excitement, he nipped at\u0026nbsp;his friend, making her chirp and giggle in response before nipping back.\n\nThe interaction only served to increase its own intensity; the\u0026nbsp;green male growling more and laying more of his bulk on top of his orange\u0026nbsp;female friend. Blossom, for her part, nipped at Piq's neck with a chirp. She\u0026nbsp;wiggled playfully underneath the green scaled body of her friend as the or play\u0026nbsp;evolved into more wrestling.\n\nThe wrestling also didn't seem to last much longer before Piq had\u0026nbsp;Blossom well and truly pinned beneath him on the couch. He gave her another\u0026nbsp;playful growl and moved in to claim victory by nipping at her neck. Even as he\u0026nbsp;did so, he couldn't resist a sudden urge to sniff and take in her scent.\u0026nbsp;Something about it sparked interest, and he did it again with a longer inhale,\u0026nbsp;briefly wondering if she'd always smelled this good. The lady raptor chirped\u0026nbsp;again amidst her own retaliatory nipping while her body squirmed excitedly\u0026nbsp;under the weight of the male.\n\nPiq gave another short, playful bark and nipped at Blossom's\u0026nbsp;throat again. The young female began to blush slightly, her wiggling body\u0026nbsp;compressed from above by the male on top of her. Something about Piq's scent\u0026nbsp;started to smell much more pleasant than she'd previously thought. She felt\u0026nbsp;oddly excited, but that had to be from all of the fun play with her friend, she\u0026nbsp;thought. It had to be!\n\nAs their play continued, the green raptor grew bolder with his\u0026nbsp;nibbling, eventually finding his jaws latched around Blossom's neck near the\u0026nbsp;hollow of her throat. His pelvis found itself pressed tightly against the\u0026nbsp;autumnal female's tail while his nose sampled her scent again. His cheeks felt\u0026nbsp;flushed, but it had to be from all of their playful exertion... right?\n\nBlossom squirmed around a little and nipped back at Piq's muzzle.\u0026nbsp;She chirped playfully, despite the deep blush on her face while the male's hips\u0026nbsp;pressed against her tail.\n\nPiq's playful actions were interrupted by a warm swelling feeling\u0026nbsp;between his legs. The bulging of his slit made him blush, hard; unsure if\u0026nbsp;Blossom could feel the bulging through his modesty cloth. He released her neck\u0026nbsp;with a huff that contained more anxiety than he was willing to admit to.\u0026nbsp;However, it seemed as if his friend either didn't notice, or didn't care, as\u0026nbsp;she simply wiggled against his body while continuing to playfully growl and\u0026nbsp;bite at his neck. Given a little more confidence, the green male tried to keep\u0026nbsp;the female pinned and purred at her. While it was playful, he had to admit that\u0026nbsp;the sound seemed right for other reasons, even if he didn't immediately know\u0026nbsp;for sure what they were. Despite all other previous reservations, he never\u0026nbsp;considered removing his hips from against Blossom's tail. If anything, he was\u0026nbsp;torn about doing so as he looked down at her.\n\nBlossom was greeted to a nice view of a male raptor looking at her\u0026nbsp;dead-on. Something about it almost threatened to steal her attention, though\u0026nbsp;the allure of their playing helped keep her focus and she nipped at her\u0026nbsp;friend's nose after only a moment's hesitation.\n\nPiq screwed his eyes shut and shook his head when his friend\u0026nbsp;nipped at the end of his snout. When he opened his eyes again, he found Blossom\u0026nbsp;looking at him. It made him pause, curiously unable to process the look on her\u0026nbsp;face. \"Heh, what?\" he questioned with a grin, totally unprepared for what came\u0026nbsp;next.\n\nBlossom was suddenly squirming, using the brief pause and\u0026nbsp;confusion to take her friend by surprise and get out from under him; maybe\u0026nbsp;she'd be able to pin him instead! \"You can't hold me down forever!\" She said\u0026nbsp;with a playful, growling yell.\n\nPiq found himself growling back as he shifted his body in order to\u0026nbsp;hold his friend down, \"Rrr, I can't!?\" He started to nip back at her, going\u0026nbsp;more for Blossom's neck as their bodies rubbed against each other. The red and\u0026nbsp;orange female gave more retaliatory nips, her feather crest fluffing up as she\u0026nbsp;continued to squirm beneath her male friend. The green male's own feather crest\u0026nbsp;extended with his exertion as he used as much force as he could to pin Blossom\u0026nbsp;against the couch cushions. The combination of their scales rubbing together\u0026nbsp;along with how primal it felt to pin his friend started making his slit bulge\u0026nbsp;more, but he tried to ignore it while in pursuit of victory.\n\nBlossom chirped at her friend, her tail swaying in whatever\u0026nbsp;direction it could while her teeth quested for purchase in nipping Piq's neck.\u0026nbsp;Her counter-assault didn't seem to phase the green raptor much, but she didn't\u0026nbsp;see a reason to stop, so she kept on following the idea of grazing her sharp,\u0026nbsp;predatory teeth on her friend's neck scales. Eventually, she was rewarded with\u0026nbsp;the sound of Piq's voice being let out as a groaning purr and his hold over her\u0026nbsp;seemed to weaken.\n\n\"Rrr...Blossom...\" Piq could feel his face getting warmer and couldn't\u0026nbsp;help but churr at his friend as she ran her dagger-like teeth against his\u0026nbsp;scales. He started to feel more of a a certain pressure and tightness forming\u0026nbsp;between his legs; the green dinosaur's face getting more red as he realized\u0026nbsp;what that meant.\n\nBlossom kept up her assault, only stopping to tease the male,\u0026nbsp;\"Gonna let me nip at ya, Piq?\" Her question was asked with an audible snicker,\u0026nbsp;and she made no attempt to hide the playful smile on her muzzle.\n\n\"I...uh...\" There was no hiding the blush on Piq's face now, nor the\u0026nbsp;bulge under the cloth between his legs as his slit lips parted for his cocktip.\u0026nbsp;The green male felt the need to nip back at the female underneath him. He\u0026nbsp;quickly decided it was better than confronting the forming issue right then and\u0026nbsp;thusly bit Blossom's shoulder.\n\nThe fiery-scaled raptoress giggled and nipped her friend's neck\u0026nbsp;and cheek as she felt his teeth graze her shoulder. It sent a sort of electric\u0026nbsp;shiver through her body as it responding in kind; her scent getting stronger in\u0026nbsp;the air while she squirmed. The closeness of their bodies and the playing meant\u0026nbsp;that both raptors could feel the heat radiating off of the other's body. Piq's\u0026nbsp;nasal passages were treated to quite the exquisite sensation as Blossom's scent\u0026nbsp;entered and wafted through his nose. Piq nipped again, though this time at the\u0026nbsp;hollow of his friend's throat. He moved his hips for better leverage, which had\u0026nbsp;the added effect of making him nearly grind on his playmate.\n\nFor her part, Blossom huffed a bit when she felt the heat of her\u0026nbsp;friend's groin against her. Was it the play, or... something else? Putting it out\u0026nbsp;of her mind for a moment, the autumn-colored female nipped back, her aim ending\u0026nbsp;up accomplishing a full-on, playful clamp over the end of Piq's muzzle. Piq's\u0026nbsp;growling morphed into more of a croon, his body getting more excited and\u0026nbsp;putting more masculine hints in his scent, which were easily picked up by\u0026nbsp;Blossom's nose. He started rubbing against her more, the movement ensuring she\u0026nbsp;stayed under him. Was it more in response to the playful challenge, or\u0026nbsp;something more? Either way, she let him continue, not feeling the need to stop\u0026nbsp;the fun. Her tail wagged about and tugged at the cloth at Piq's groin, and a\u0026nbsp;piece got caught on a rough patch of her scales without her realizing it. She\u0026nbsp;squirmed more with a few playful chirps and pushed up against her \"captor,\" her\u0026nbsp;scent changing a little more; becoming host to something a little more fertile\n\nWithout his tail bag harness - and thanks in part to the rather\u0026nbsp;vigorous horsing around - the groin covering that Piq wore was not up to the\u0026nbsp;torture test of two young adult raptors playing and biting and rubbing on each\u0026nbsp;other. The cloth fell away, leaving Piq's growing erection exposed just as his\u0026nbsp;scent became even more masculine. It was as if his body was advertising itself\u0026nbsp;for any eligible partners nearby, and not for just mere play. He was of\u0026nbsp;breeding age, after all; this season being one of his first. With that, his\u0026nbsp;playful instincts took on a bit more of a purpose pursuant to those latent,\u0026nbsp;primal needs, and he rubbed against Blossom's tail while sampling more of her\u0026nbsp;scent with every breath. Even his vocalizations became more purposeful,\u0026nbsp;for\u0026nbsp;lack of a better term; becoming a little more smooth and deep with each one.\n\nNow it was Blossom's turn to blush as she suddenly felt a\u0026nbsp;different warmth. Well, two, to be precise. Her heat, having been lurking just\u0026nbsp;below the surface as breeding season was just around the corner, was now\u0026nbsp;jumping into the forefront of her mind and filling her head with all sorts of\u0026nbsp;thoughts. Some of those thoughts had to do with the second new source of heat:\u0026nbsp;the throbbing stick of male flesh that Piq was grinding on her tail. She\u0026nbsp;couldn't help but listen to the male's vocalizations, blushing all the more.\n\nPiq could detect the change in Blossom's scent as her body began\u0026nbsp;to advertise her growing fertility. He couldn't help but let out another croon\u0026nbsp;while his erection got stiff between his legs. There was no hiding his breeding\u0026nbsp;flesh now, and he couldn't find the will to even try at this point. Instead, he\u0026nbsp;ground and rubbed the length against his friend. The forming instincts were\u0026nbsp;already so strong, and it was almost as if he was in a trance of sorts.\n\nBlossom looked down between her and her friend's bodies, her eyes\u0026nbsp;locking onto the twitching mass of male raptorhood. The head was spade-shaped\u0026nbsp;from the front, and sharply tapered until it met the main shaft, which had a\u0026nbsp;rather consistent diameter throughout the length, until it hit the base, which\u0026nbsp;was somewhat flared out in a thicker diameter that was almost, but not quite\u0026nbsp;like a knot possessed by the males of some other species. The entire length,\u0026nbsp;with the exception of the head, had three rows of small nubs that made a\u0026nbsp;triangle when viewed from head-on. Part of her was hungry at the sight. Now,\u0026nbsp;Piq and Blossom's people weren't simple animals; they had evolved past that.\u0026nbsp;So, that hunger was precisely why another part of her mind tore her gaze from\u0026nbsp;Piq's phallus and redirected it so she was looking up to her friend's eyes.\u0026nbsp;\"...Piq?\"\n\nPiq hissed and shook his head when he heard his name called.\u0026nbsp;Thankfully it was didn't take much more than that before he was snapping out of\u0026nbsp;the trance he started to fall into, \"Huh? What?\" His crest and neck feathers\u0026nbsp;drooped somewhat when he looked down as well and realized exactly what had been\u0026nbsp;transpiring. \"Oh, uh... sorry...\" the blush on his muzzle was as red as it could be\u0026nbsp;on a face full of green scales.\n\n\"No, no, it's fine!\" Blossom tried reassuring her playmate. She\u0026nbsp;bit her bottom lip and lightly ground her teeth while chancing another look\u0026nbsp;between their bodies. Again, it threatened to consume her thoughts and\u0026nbsp;attention, \"um... what uh... what do we do?\"\n\n\"I... think I have a condom...\" Piq hissed out the words. He wasn't\u0026nbsp;able to fully keep the raging instincts at bay as they were coming to a furious\u0026nbsp;boil within him. Even as he suggested the existence of the contraceptive\u0026nbsp;device, he still rubbed his turgid length against Blossom's tail.\n\nBlossom was also finding it hard to keep the rising needs in\u0026nbsp;check. She'd not had a heat before,\u0026nbsp;and\u0026nbsp;had certainly never been in such an intimate position with a male that was very\u0026nbsp;clearly ready and willing. However, proper sex-ed prevailed, and the spicy lady\u0026nbsp;raptor knew there was only one option, as she was certain that neither of them\u0026nbsp;would be able prevent themselves from acting on their instincts at this point.\u0026nbsp;\"Let's uh... let's get it,\" she huffed as she found herself rubbing her tail and\u0026nbsp;hips against the male pinning her from above.\n\n\"O...ok,\" Piq said slowly before pulling himself away after another\u0026nbsp;couple of rubs against his now-prospective sexual partner. It was a hard task,\u0026nbsp;truth be told, but he performed admirably under the circumstances, and shook\u0026nbsp;the frame of his body a little to rid himself of the remnants of any clothing\u0026nbsp;that clung to him. He found his tail bags and dug into one of the pouches,\u0026nbsp;fishing around until his claws retrieved a small, square of foil packaging,\u0026nbsp;\"here it is...\". He'd gotten the condom from the safer sex patrol on campus, who\u0026nbsp;had been doing regular drives and safe-sex awareness ads throughout the spring\u0026nbsp;semester. Not thinking too much about it at the time, Piq had thrown the\u0026nbsp;contraceptive in one of his bag pouches. Now, however, the green raptor used\u0026nbsp;his claws to split open the packaging and then gingerly removed the latex ring\u0026nbsp;from within. He was careful, knowing his claws could end its ability to\u0026nbsp;properly function. Thankfully, he'd gotten two from the safer sex patrol and\u0026nbsp;used one already as they had advised he learn how to open and apply a condom\u0026nbsp;without damaging it. One night, in a fit of needy curiosity when his roommates\u0026nbsp;were out late, he'd done just that. He thought this one was a tad on the snug\u0026nbsp;side, though. The last raptor condom he'd tried seemed to fit him like a glove\u0026nbsp;and not be distractingly tight. Though, he reasoned, maybe he was just more\u0026nbsp;turned on and concerned about using the condom, so he was fixating on the\u0026nbsp;sensation more than last time?\n\nBlossom's face got nearly as red as the ends of her reddest\u0026nbsp;feather quills as she watched the male get the condom, getting a better view of\u0026nbsp;the male's flesh in the process. The length was dark pink at the tip and\u0026nbsp;gradually faded to a lighter shade near Piq's genital slit. Overall, it\u0026nbsp;stretched until just before the start of where she could approximate the start\u0026nbsp;of his sternum should be. Also, she was sure she saw a drop of pre leak from\u0026nbsp;the tip and onto the floor before the member was covered in latex, trapping any\u0026nbsp;further fluid excretion inside like it should. She was still fixated on the\u0026nbsp;shaft, completely ignoring the size and species note on the wrapper that fell\u0026nbsp;nearby. She could tell he was getting further excited while he took in more of\u0026nbsp;her scent as she could hear the light growls coming out of him every time he\u0026nbsp;exhaled. Then he looked back at her and they each found themselves looking the\u0026nbsp;other over before their eyes met. Blossom was nervous on the surface, but she\u0026nbsp;knew both her scent and instincts said she was ready for this, \"so... how do we\u0026nbsp;start?\"\n\nUnable to keep his urges in check for a moment, Piq made an\u0026nbsp;attempt to mount Blossom as she was laying on the couch while his feet stayed\u0026nbsp;planted on the floor. There was only minimal genital contact and Piq hissed in\u0026nbsp;slight sexual frustration before stepping away, \"hmm.\"\n\nGrowling with lustful sympathy, Blossom had idea. Well, it was\u0026nbsp;kind of her idea. Really, she let her instincts guide her. The orange and red\u0026nbsp;raptor got off of the couch and hissed in excitement as she felt her friend\u0026nbsp;pull on her tail and heard him croon. She looked at him for a moment, thinking\u0026nbsp;she saw the shadow of nervousness on his muzzle for a moment. She let out a\u0026nbsp;murr as she looked the male over a little more, trying to calm his nerves even\u0026nbsp;though she felt just as nervous. She turned away from her friend and lifted her\u0026nbsp;tail a little, giving it a light and playful flick.\n\nPiq took a step forward as his friend presented herself to him,\u0026nbsp;his shaft bobbing under his belly. He was treated to a hell of a view, for\u0026nbsp;sure: a tight-looking pucker rested just under the rise of her tail and below\u0026nbsp;that, glistening with the growing arousal of the situation was her vent, the\u0026nbsp;lips already a little puffy and pulled apart on their own. The male growled,\u0026nbsp;finding the sound that came out of his chest to be decidedly on the lustful\u0026nbsp;side. The male gave his friend's tail another series of nips around the base.\u0026nbsp;With such close proximity, he drew in her scent right from the source, the more\u0026nbsp;primal parts of his brain confirming that she was definitely in heat; and he\u0026nbsp;found himself very happy with knowing that fact as he leaned his head in closer\u0026nbsp;and stuck out his tongue.\n\nBlossom let out a surprised chirp as she felt the other raptor's\u0026nbsp;tongue press against her folds before slipping past her labia. Her tail hiked\u0026nbsp;itself higher from the sudden onset of pleasurable stimulation, and she was\u0026nbsp;fairly certain that if she could blush any harder her face would explode from\u0026nbsp;the pressure!\n\nShe tasted strong at first. But once Piq got past the initial\u0026nbsp;shock and allowed his desires to drive him a little more, she was oh so\u0026nbsp;pleasantly sweet. Mixed with the heat coming off of her, he could almost make\u0026nbsp;the connection of drinking warm apple cider. He definitely wanted more of it,\u0026nbsp;and so pushed his tongue deeper, letting more tongue surface make contact so he\u0026nbsp;could taste it in even greater detail.\n\n\"Mmmhhh, Piq... that feels amazing,\" Blossom moaned as she felt her\u0026nbsp;friend's tongue rooting around under her tail. Her breath even hitched with a\u0026nbsp;huff as he found a spot that was extra sensitive. She couldn't help but push\u0026nbsp;her rump back towards his face, finding herself beginning to pant as that\u0026nbsp;slippery appendage kept working. Soon she felt a clawed forelimb grip one of\u0026nbsp;her haunches and then felt the blunt end of his muzzle press under her tail as\u0026nbsp;he tried to go deeper. As he worked, Blossom could feel her canal getting\u0026nbsp;wetter by the moment.\n\nPiq certainly appreciated the extra wetness as he slurped up all\u0026nbsp;of the raptor fem juice his tongue came across. That alluringly sweet taste of\u0026nbsp;what his primal mind knew to be fertility was just simply intoxicating and\u0026nbsp;beckoned him to be as close to the source as\u0026nbsp;possible! \"Rrrr,...\" he growled in response to her extolment while his protected\u0026nbsp;shaft twitched and bobbed underneath his body, already leaking enough pre-cum\u0026nbsp;to fill the reservoir at the tip.\n\nBlossom's hips rolled back against the male's muzzle and she\u0026nbsp;huffed as that tongue only seemed to delve deeper. She even squeezed her\u0026nbsp;muscles on it, rewarding her with additional stimulation while rewarding her\u0026nbsp;friend with more of her fluid to lap up. And lap them up he did; Piq might as\u0026nbsp;well have been a parched traveler finding an oasis in a vast desert.\u0026nbsp;Eventually, though, his thirst was quenched and the green male removed his\u0026nbsp;muzzle, the end glistening with some fluid splash and highlighted by the natural\u0026nbsp;light coming in through the windows. He started to climb over Blossom's back,\u0026nbsp;and she looked back just as he began, briefly noticing the ballooning of the\u0026nbsp;condom's reservoir and thinking nothing of it. What she did do, however, was\u0026nbsp;huff in excitement and move her tail to the left a bit and curl her talons as\u0026nbsp;Piq settled his weight on her back. His claws gripped her by the hips at first\u0026nbsp;as he tried to prod his penis around under her tail, searching out his target.\u0026nbsp;The fiery female only blushed more when his errant member poked at the pucker\u0026nbsp;of her tail hole a couple of times at first. She relaxed some, as the position\u0026nbsp;felt more natural, and that relaxation seemed to flow from her and into her\u0026nbsp;partner after he let out a small, frustrated grunt.\n\nIt was as if a light switch had been thrown in Piq's\u0026nbsp;instinct-addled brain as his mate-to-be relaxed under him. He gripped his\u0026nbsp;forelimbs higher up on Blossom's body and brought his right foot onto her\u0026nbsp;haunch. Blossom responded by lowering her front and squatting just slightly as\u0026nbsp;she felt the foot perch on her. It lined him up perfectly, which they both\u0026nbsp;found out when he tried again and slid right in between those ready and waiting\u0026nbsp;folds. Both raptor and raptoress hissed in pleasured unison as that latex-covered\u0026nbsp;and leaking member was slid in and the male kept pushing until he was\u0026nbsp;relatively deep inside his friend. The condom's reservoir had put up a little\u0026nbsp;resistance with that ballooned tip, but neither participant paid it any mind;\u0026nbsp;too absorbed in the heat of the moment and the haze of the young adult raptors'\u0026nbsp;heats.\n\nBlossom clenched her passage on the intruding member just as she'd\u0026nbsp;done with Piq's tongue, huffing deeply as she welcomed Piq's intromittent organ\u0026nbsp;into her hot and tight body. Even though she was doing her best to clench on\u0026nbsp;the penis being shoved into her, another part of her brain seemed to be\u0026nbsp;handling the rest of the clenching; the result being a haphazard series of\u0026nbsp;rippling massages assaulting the male with pleasure. She knew it was\u0026nbsp;pleasurable because Piq let out a drawn out croon as he slipped all the way\u0026nbsp;inside her snatch. His member was hot and she could also feel the tip of the\u0026nbsp;condom with it's swollen tip also full of warm pre. The entire sensation made\u0026nbsp;the heated girl churr again and curl her talons further in pleasure.\n\nPiq kept himself as deep as he could for a fairly long while, all\u0026nbsp;things considered. Then, feeling drawn by his instincts once more, he began to\u0026nbsp;rock his hips experimentally while adjusting the grip of his hands. He even\u0026nbsp;gave a few questing licks and nibbles along Blossom's back and neck. Piq was\u0026nbsp;rewarded as his friend clenched more on his member during those first few\u0026nbsp;thrusts, and chirped softly. As he nipped and licked around, he was also\u0026nbsp;somewhat aware of her feather quills rising slowly in response to his questing\u0026nbsp;muzzle. Then, that all changed when his muzzle reached a certain point of\u0026nbsp;extension. Positioned right at the base of Blossom's neck, his instincts bid\u0026nbsp;him to gab onto that locale with his teeth and so he did, testing to see how\u0026nbsp;well it worked with his attempts to thrust. And, as he tested the boundaries of\u0026nbsp;this mating position, each clench from his partner coaxed another spurt of\u0026nbsp;pre-seed to be ejected into the condom's reservoir.\n\n\"Ooohhh, Piq...\" Blossom moaned loudly and bucked her hips when Piq\u0026nbsp;latched his teeth on her neck. She kept up the rearward pressure when she\u0026nbsp;could, though she found that it was a little more difficult with the male\u0026nbsp;taking up such a dominant hold on her. Not that she was complaining or wanting\u0026nbsp;to move out of it.\n\n\"Hmmrr?\" Piq questioned. He didn't much wait for an answer,\u0026nbsp;though, finding that he very much liked what the neck biting offered him, so he\u0026nbsp;doubled down and grabbed at her body more possessively while picking up the\u0026nbsp;pace and strength of his thrusting. Blossom didn't once stop that luxurious\u0026nbsp;clenching on his member, either, and she continuously coaxed more pre out of\u0026nbsp;his shaft and into the swelling tip of the condom. Piq's partner leaned forward\u0026nbsp;a little as he continued to thrust, somehow making the clenching inside her\u0026nbsp;vent even more noticeable while making it so he didn't have to support as much\u0026nbsp;of his own weight. He took all the help he could get, too; the extra support\u0026nbsp;let him thrust harder and with a more regular rhythm. As he took his partner\u0026nbsp;harder, a loud and somehow lewd growl came out of his throat. The green male\u0026nbsp;could also feel the spurts of lubricating pre-seed that came out of his shaft.\u0026nbsp;On another level, he knew he also wasn't feeling what he should either; those\u0026nbsp;nubs trapped by the latex confines of the condom. It was a little\u0026nbsp;disappointing, to be sure, but then again he was mating with a very good\u0026nbsp;friend, so he certainly couldn't complain much!\n\nBlossom moaned loudly with her friend, letting him know that she,\u0026nbsp;too, was greatly enjoying the experience. She squeezed on that member harder,\u0026nbsp;putting ever increasing pressure on the male's flesh and the condom surrounding\u0026nbsp;it. Some part of the latex put up a bit of a fight for a moment as the internal\u0026nbsp;ridges of Blossom's female anatomy ground against the protected member. Then,\u0026nbsp;suddenly there was no resistance at all as something gave way, and it was\u0026nbsp;suddenly much more sodden between the two set of interacting genitals. Maybe,\u0026nbsp;just maybe, the pair would have heard an audible snap if they weren't so lost\u0026nbsp;in their actions and Piq's cock wasn't buried as deep as it was inside of the\u0026nbsp;fiery orange girl's cunt.\n\nFor his part, Piq felt the increased tightness on his shaft for a\u0026nbsp;moment. And then, as if by magic, there wasn't any resistance or tightness at\u0026nbsp;all. And, even better, she was soaked at this point. It was so slippery, and\u0026nbsp;heavens above was it smooooooth! And yet there was just enough friction to\u0026nbsp;provide just the right amount of stimulation. Even better, he could feel the\u0026nbsp;nubs along the length of his shaft starting to dig in and finally get some\u0026nbsp;stimulation of their own. On somewhat of an instinctive reflex, he flexed his\u0026nbsp;penis, and those wonderful little nubs became pronounced and he felt them dig\u0026nbsp;even deeper into the walls surrounding his member. He groaned at the sudden and\u0026nbsp;welcome onset of pleasure, and - frankly - not really able to care all that\u0026nbsp;much about why it felt so good all of the sudden. Instead, he thrust harder,\u0026nbsp;also finally mastering the rhythm he needed as each raptor's respective sexual\u0026nbsp;fluids began to mix and leak out and run down Blossom's legs.\n\nBlossom wasn't complaining; not by a long shot. Oh no, the new\u0026nbsp;sensation of the little nubs of her partner's shaft rubbing against her now\u0026nbsp;exposed walls and then growing bigger after he flexed and spurt another rope of\u0026nbsp;pre-cum inside her was more exquisite than she could have ever imagined. She'd\u0026nbsp;experimented with a toy before, surely, it was common for females of the\u0026nbsp;species as their hormones began cycling in anticipation for full maturity.\u0026nbsp;Maybe it was because it was cheap, or there was just something about a\u0026nbsp;difference inherent to synthetic approximations. Regardless, it paled in\u0026nbsp;comparison to the real, all-natural thing. Instead of raise any sort of alarm\u0026nbsp;or concern, the orange raptoress moaned louder and pressed her hips against the\u0026nbsp;male rutting her with every thrust he gave against her backside.\n\nWith all of the extra stimulation and Blossom's apparent\u0026nbsp;willingness and enjoyment of the act, Piq found himself taking a more dominant\u0026nbsp;hold over his friend. One of his fore claws moving up to latch around his\u0026nbsp;partner's shoulder while the other helped him leverage his weight to push her\u0026nbsp;front down almost entirely to the floor of the living room. He was rutting her\u0026nbsp;hard, now. He kept flexing his penis as well, each time spurting another rope\u0026nbsp;of pre into Blossom's depths while his egging nubs became further pronounced.\u0026nbsp;Piq was panting with the effort, but a part of him - the primal part - urged\u0026nbsp;him to keep going. He couldn't stop, no; all of this effort was worth it!\u0026nbsp;That's what those instincts assured him as the male approached his golden\u0026nbsp;strokes, one grunting thrust at a time.\n\nBlossom was reaching her limit as well, letting out a pleasured\u0026nbsp;yet somewhat exhausted chirp as she tried to reposition her legs a little to\u0026nbsp;relieve some of the tension and fatigue. She found that by widening her stand,\u0026nbsp;Piq's weight became much more bearable. It also had the wonderful side effect\u0026nbsp;of letting her friend prod his shaft deeper inside of her. And then suddenly,\u0026nbsp;that was it for her. She came hard around Piq's cock and growled and chirped\u0026nbsp;out her achievement in panting breaths as her body released a torrent of fluids\u0026nbsp;all of its own making. The volume was nothing to scoff at, and as proof it\u0026nbsp;didn't take long for Blossom's fem juices to squirt out and drench Piq's thighs\u0026nbsp;and crotch, including his genital slit.\n\nPiq was in absolute heaven as Blossom came around his cock. The\u0026nbsp;extra wetness didn't really do much in the wake of all that the pair had\u0026nbsp;produced over the course of their intercourse, but the splash against his\u0026nbsp;thighs made Piq's primal-pilled brain light up with giddy appreciation as his\u0026nbsp;mate let him know how well of a job he was doing. That same part of his brain\u0026nbsp;was also constantly monitoring the female's scent, looking for something that\u0026nbsp;it couldn't exactly relay to the rest of the higher thought processes, at least\u0026nbsp;not yet. Piq's cock felt fat enough to be a spare leg to him, what with all of\u0026nbsp;the turgidness and the increased heart rate forcing blood hard into all areas\u0026nbsp;of the breeder boy's body. He was reaching his limit, he knew, and yet somehow\u0026nbsp;he knew he couldn't stop yet. If his instincts told him to wait all damn day,\u0026nbsp;he would! His shaft was twitching literally every second as it was sensitized\u0026nbsp;further and made to spurt more pre into Blossom's canal in a fashion that was\u0026nbsp;essentially fountain-like in that there was not much of a gap between one spurt\u0026nbsp;and the next. Maybe he was going to be very thirsty after this? He didn't know.\u0026nbsp;And again, his instincts told him that he shouldn't worry about that right now.\u0026nbsp;What mattered was the female below him and how good she smelled. As he\u0026nbsp;continued to rail his friend, a tattered and torn latex sleeve was drawn out\u0026nbsp;from between the pair of interfacing organs and flopped uselessly to the floor\u0026nbsp;with another spatter of fluids...\n\nBlossom pumped her hips back against Piq's with every thrust he\u0026nbsp;gave her, making him rut her as deep as physically possible. She was completely\u0026nbsp;unaware of the mass of latex that had exited her body, oblivious just like her\u0026nbsp;friend. Still, with those mating instincts coming to life when the usual\u0026nbsp;breeding season was not far off, it could be reasonably asked if the either of\u0026nbsp;them wanted to care about the failure of the contraceptive barrier. There\u0026nbsp;wasn't time to really wonder about that, though: Blossom came a second time,\u0026nbsp;the second rush of fluids making an absolute mess. Even as she hit her orgasm\u0026nbsp;and it smacked her upside the head for the second time in the last few minutes,\u0026nbsp;breeding season went from not far off, to right fucking now as her body finally\u0026nbsp;responded in full to Piq's egging nubs. Her ovaries cycled, and in no way was\u0026nbsp;it just a single time, as a change in her scent signaled that fact to the\u0026nbsp;breeder mounting her.\n\nThe change in Blossom's scent was very subtle to anyone that was\u0026nbsp;either not a raptor, or thoroughly unfamiliar with the nuances of the scent\u0026nbsp;profile. However, being a full-blooded raptor, Piq had no such handicap, and\u0026nbsp;the additional notes in his friend's scent were like a finger being put on the\u0026nbsp;hair trigger that were his instincts holding back the young male's release. All\u0026nbsp;of the sudden, the primal part of Piq's brain screamed at him, do it, now! And\u0026nbsp;oh boy, did he. Piq slammed his hips hard under Blossom's tail until his slit\u0026nbsp;met her own. He released his toothy hold on her neck, freeing up his mouth so\u0026nbsp;he could let out a loud, exalted barking mating call as his instincts took\u0026nbsp;control of the situation to ensure success. His tail thrashed downward as the muscle\u0026nbsp;groups at his tail base were recruited for the noble of act of procreation. His\u0026nbsp;pelvic muscles too, obviously, worked their magic. Together, the muscle groups\u0026nbsp;worked to squeeze the large, oblong kidney bean-shaped lumps on the underside\u0026nbsp;of Piq's tail that were his testes, then pumping their output through the\u0026nbsp;various seminiferous glands, tubes, and vesicles along their journey until his\u0026nbsp;pelvic muscles could fire it out through his urethra and into the unprotected\u0026nbsp;vent of the female below him.\n\nThe cock buried in Blossom's snatch - for lack of a better word -\u0026nbsp;exploded. Torrents of virile young raptor cum rushed out and flooded her\u0026nbsp;passage like a dam had broken, the resulting flood overtaking the banks of a\u0026nbsp;river. It was thick, warm, and reached every small nook and cranny only to then\u0026nbsp;force its way out and splatter all down her and her partner's legs, pooling\u0026nbsp;onto the floor. Sure, Blossom had made a mess of fem juices while cumming -\u0026nbsp;twice! - but Piq was certainly not going to be outdone. In fact, he came hard\u0026nbsp;for well over a few minutes. And, over the course of those few minutes, what\u0026nbsp;parts of Blossom's mind were not a drooling, incoherent mess on the floor\u0026nbsp;guessed there had to be at least a couple of gallons being forced under her\u0026nbsp;tail right now. And, with no condom running interference, she felt each spurt\u0026nbsp;as they were sprayed right against her cervix and pooled against it as both\u0026nbsp;raptors took to nature for the reminder of their time joined together. Blossom\u0026nbsp;chirped and panted loudly as she felt the male's penis throb and pulse inside\u0026nbsp;her, her instincts guiding her to press her hips back against the male as hard\u0026nbsp;as she could while her vent muscles clenched and milked her friend's length.\n\nTotally lost in the haze of breeding, Piq completely discounted\u0026nbsp;the lack of pressure that should have been there as the condom reservoir caught\u0026nbsp;and contained his semen. And, with the tight confines of a lady raptor wrapped\u0026nbsp;around him, there should have been pressure followed by a squishing sensation\u0026nbsp;as his seed was directed harmlessly out the back of the rubber near the base of\u0026nbsp;his cock. A few more minutes went by before his penis showed any signs of\u0026nbsp;cessation of its pulsing throbs. He growled loudly and dominantly, fully in the\u0026nbsp;mood of the moment as Piq claimed his friend in one of the most primal of ways.\n\nIt took another ten minutes before either of the young and fertile\u0026nbsp;raptors could come down from their high and even make sense of anything.\u0026nbsp;Blossom panted, her body slowly and laboriously relaxing, though her canal\u0026nbsp;still remained tightly clenched on the length of male flesh inside her. She was\u0026nbsp;finally able to take in all of the feelings on a conscious level: the pleasant\u0026nbsp;twitching of a male's penis deep inside her vent, the warm pool of seed\u0026nbsp;collecting and resting against her cervix... wait... Shit! Her eyes snapped open\u0026nbsp;and she looked under her body, her visual acuity picking out the tattered\u0026nbsp;remains of the condom resting in a pool of her own juices and Piq's cum. She\u0026nbsp;let out a panicked chirp as the realization hit her like a truck.\n\nPiq was still firmly in the breeding haze and had started to croon\u0026nbsp;softly to his partner and nuzzle her neck when she made a sound of distress\u0026nbsp;that quite rudely removed him from the somewhat dreamy mindset, his instincts\u0026nbsp;likening it to the sound of distress had they truly been in a primal part of\u0026nbsp;history and there was a threat present. \"Huh, what? What's wrong!?\"\n\n\"Piq, the condom broke!\" Blossom exclaimed worriedly, her neck\u0026nbsp;feathers fluffing out with a sudden onset of anxiety.\n\n\"I...What?\" Piq said, still trying to bring the rest of his mental\u0026nbsp;faculties to bear on the problem at hand. He tried to move to look under their\u0026nbsp;bodies, the motion allowing more seed to leak out as his penis shifted\u0026nbsp;somewhat. \"Oh...oh no... did... did we? Did I...?\"\n\nBlossom couldn't keep her body from clenching somewhat pleasurably\u0026nbsp;on the member that shifted around inside her, despite the situation, and she\u0026nbsp;shivered as she realized the possible repercussions. \"I think so...\"\n\n\"Now what?\" Piq asked, letting off a huff that was equal parts\u0026nbsp;anxiety and primal pride in the knowledge of what he'd just done with his\u0026nbsp;friend.\n\nBlossom shrugged, \"I don't know.\" She curled her talons in\u0026nbsp;pleasure as the primal parts of her brain also took satisfaction in the\u0026nbsp;understanding of what she had allowed Piq to do. He'd mounted her, and she\u0026nbsp;happily let him in the heat of the moment. In the heat of her heat, he came\u0026nbsp;inside her!\n\n\"Should I get off of you?\" Piq questioned, concern in his voice\u0026nbsp;despite the dose of dopamine riding though his brain as reward for breeding\u0026nbsp;with a raptor hen in the midst of breeding season.\n\nBlossom was back to blushing as she thought about all of it. Her\u0026nbsp;feathers rose on her neck as she considered everything, \"I don't really know... I\u0026nbsp;guess... what's done is done, anyway.\" Even as she said it, some of Piq's seed\u0026nbsp;had already fought past her barrier and into her womb, where it started to hunt\u0026nbsp;down the eggs she'd released during the mating. It didn't much time, just a few\u0026nbsp;minutes before there was a pleasant tingle in her belly as eager little tails\u0026nbsp;disappeared under the membranes of Blossom's ova. Her scent slowly began to\u0026nbsp;change to signal to the pair that Blossom was no longer in heat, replaced with\u0026nbsp;the hints saying that Piq's seed was very successful in their mission inside\u0026nbsp;Blossom's egg chamber and that there was definitely going to be a clutch to\u0026nbsp;look forward to. Piq did what he could to comfort his friend, nibbling along\u0026nbsp;her neck feathers. At least they both seemed to enjoy it. In that measure, it\u0026nbsp;had definitely been worth it...\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Miscellaneous","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/2232927-the-wyvern-s-punishment.json"}}