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Flint shut the front door behind him, sighing and letting his head droop nearly to his paws. Though the dragon's body was far from overworked, his mind struggled to concentrate on even the simplest thing. He stared at the floor for some time, examining the smudges on the polished wood without focusing his eyes, and as his mind began to settle, his ears caught the sound of running water in the kitchen. Dinner. What's for dinner? It took him a few seconds longer to muster up the willpower to move, but he lifted his head and put one paw in front of the other to make his way to the kitchen, drawing out a silent yawn.

He found his mother there, facing away from the doorway as she rested her elbows on the edge of the sink, scrubbing clean the dishes that had accumulated. She glanced back and smiled at her son in the doorway, a sight that soothed his addled mind.

"Welcome home, sweetie," she said. "How was your day at college?"

"Exhausting..." Flint groaned. "So many new things to memorize, and I've already forgotten most of them. Got another paper due by Saturday, too."

"Aww," his mother sympathized. "That sounds hard, dear. I know you can do it though. You're such a smart dragon."

"I'll try my best," he said as he strode up beside her and nuzzled her shoulder.

“I know you will, sweetie," she said, leaning her body into his in return.

Flint rested against his mother and watched as she cleaned each dish, her meticulous nature not allowing a single spot to remain. His mind slowly recovered from the deluge of new information he was bombarded with that day, and the simply satisfying nature of the mundane chore acted as a salve. On the thought of 'satisfying,' Flint's mind wandered to other topics.

"May I mount you?" he asked his mother.

She giggled, her tail twitching. "Mmm, you may, but no cumming inside. Dinner will be done soon, and I don't want to be messy at the table."

Flint's heart rate quickened with excitement, his erection already starting to grow. He nuzzled his mother once more before turning to leave the kitchen.

"You don't need to get lube," his mother called to him. She lifted her tail up and presented her immaculate vulva to him, already naturally wet with her slippery arousal.

"Oh, perfect!" was all he could manage as he was entranced by the sight. His mother was what other dragons often referred to as a "MILF," and though she was in her late 40s now, her beauty was preserved. Flint turned back around and got behind her, his eyes locked onto her voluptuous figure, admiring her plump slit framed between her perfectly round hind cheeks. His knot escaped his slit and he wasted no time, precum already beading on his tip. He carefully jumped his forepaws onto his mother's squishy rump, stepping forward until his cock nestled between her thighs. He gave a few experimental humps, his tip poking her delicate lips before he got himself positioned properly against her wet and inviting ladyhood. The eager dragon pressed his hips forward and sighed as the warmth of her inner walls hugged his length, throbbing several times as he penetrated her. His pace started out lazily, enjoying the sex as a way to unwind after a taxing day.

Eileen continued washing dishes as her son enjoyed himself, sharing in the pleasure while he steadily rutted her. She wrapped her tail around one of his hind legs with a motherly affection that made both dragons smile. Her mind began to wander, memories of the unconventional way her relationship with her son had developed capturing her attention as she idly scrubbed dishes and savored the casual sex.

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"And you're completely certain about this, darling?" Walter asked his wife.

"I'm positive," Eileen affirmed. "And you're really okay with it?"

"I'll admit, it's... an unusual solution." Walter shifted his position in his armchair. "But it's growing on me. It's a solution for me as well, in a way."

"How so?" Eileen asked with a tilt of her head, sitting down in front of her husband's chair.

"Well..." Walter hesitated, his cheeks tingling. “You know my… my sex drive isn't what it used to be. Meanwhile yours, yours is as active as it ever was, maybe even more. I feel frustrated with myself when I leave you unsatisfied because I can't get aroused, but at the same time I would be crushed if you paired up with another dragon, even if it was just for sex."

"My love," Eileen said, lifting one of her paws to rest on her husband's. "You know I would never do that, no matter how needy I felt."

"I know, I know," Walter replied, turning his paw over to hold his wife's. "But I've thought about giving you permission a few times. Each time, though, I knew it felt awful. I'm not a very impressive dragon, and you're a knockout, so I worry that I would lose you to another."

"Don't say that about yourself, Wally." Eileen squeezed her husband's paw. "You're incredible, and I admire you in more ways than I can say. I could have had my choice of practically any dragon I wanted 26 years ago, and I chose you, because there's more to love than big muscles and money. I've never once desired another dragon, and I never will. Even if your sex drive doesn't match mine anymore, you're still my one and only, and that won't ever change."

Walter gazed at his wife, a smile coming to his lips as his eyes grew watery. He blinked several times, and then took a deep breath to steady himself.

"You're the most wonderful dragoness in the world, Eileen."

"And I feel the same way about you, sweetheart."

Walter's grin flashed for a second, and he couldn't resist. "You think I'm the most wonderful dragoness in the world?"

Eileen's soft smile vanished and she fixed her husband with a look. "Way to ruin the moment, you big doofus." After a pause, she allowed herself to smile and giggle at her husband's ridiculous joke, standing and crawling up atop him in the chair. The two embraced each other, cuddling and sharing such a pure and aged love. Eileen's wet vagina brushed up against her husband's thigh, and it brought his thoughts back to the original topic.

"So," he said, breaking the silence. "You're really certain you want to try?"

"I am, dear," she confirmed. "And you're really okay with it?"

"I am, yes."

"It won't make you feel bad that I'll be having sex with another dragon?"

"No, it's... different. Well, of course it's different, but I mean..." Walter trailed off, getting his thoughts in order. "I know you would be doing it for him. And plus, I don't have to worry about him stealing your heart away from me like I'd worry about with any other dragon. And... I know our son, he's a good dragon. I can relax knowing he'll treat you well."

Eileen nuzzled her husband's cheek, grateful that he had actually taken time to think past the initial taboo of her idea. "You really are the best husband I could have asked for, Walter."

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Eileen shook the nervousness from her mind, embracing her determined thoughts instead as she approached her son's bedroom door. It was dark out, and the hallway was only illuminated by the glow of the light seeping out from under the door. She was able to count on him being awake at this hour with his night-owl tendencies. As she got up to his door, she waited, hesitating with her paw raised to knock. How would he respond? What if this ruined how he thought of her? Would this make their relationship uncomfortable? So many concerns that she had carefully considered for a long while now, and had an answer for each: regardless of how he responded, things would be okay; she knew he loved her, so even if he found the idea disgusting he wouldn't hate her for offering; they would get over it in time if he declined her offer and return to having their average mother-son relationship. Despite her steadfast rationalizations, her mind insisted on worrying about the outcome.

Standing there, Eileen's thoughts were distracted by a quiet repetitive sound, and she soon recognized what it was. He was masturbating! She blushed and listened further, her curiosity getting the better of her before she scolded herself silently. At least wait to see what he thinks of the idea. Shaking her head to clear her mind, she took a deep breath and knocked.

She heard a panicked scrambling as her son struggled to quickly cover himself in his bed. After a moment, he called out as naturally as he could manage. "Come in!"

Eileen opened the door and stepped into her son's bedroom. She smiled at him as he lay on his side in bed, his covers drawn up over his bottom half as he propped his head up on his elbow. There was a book in front of him on the bed, likely hastily flipped open to give the illusion that he had merely been studying late at night. Eileen simply respected her son's bluff, having something much more important on her mind.

"Hey sweetie," she began, sitting at the foot of his bed. "I know it's late, but I have something I wanted to talk to you about."

"Sure," Flint said. "What is it?"

"Well..." Eileen hesitated before taking a deep breath and continuing. "In a few days, it will be your 20th hatchday. Your father and I love you so very much sweetheart, and we can't help but be concerned that you aren't having all of your needs met. We know how important your studies are, and we are very proud of how exceptional of a student you are. At the same time, we see how it takes up almost all of your energy, and you're left not able to pursue much of a social life."

"Mom," Flint interrupted. "I have friends. You've met them, we hang out every week."

"I know honey, I mean in a more... devoted sense. Like... like a girlfriend."

"That can wait until I'm done with my schooling and have a good career going. A girlfriend would be too much to handle as my life is now."

"Your father and I realize that. Still though, you have your needs. Your…" Eileen steeled her nerves. “...Sexual needs."

Flint blushed, shifting uncomfortably beneath the blankets. "I can... deal with that without a girlfriend."

"Yes darling, but it's not good for you to be pent up like that. There's something you get from being with another that you cannot get from mere masturbation."

"So... you want me to be more sexually active?"

"No, not exactly. That's partly what we are concerned about. We don't want your urges to become so strong that they lead you to make poor decisions. It's healthy to be able to regularly mate with another, but socially it's not wise to be promiscuous."

"Right," Flint said, following his mother's train of thought. "But... I wouldn't be able to hold up my end of a romantic relationship with how busy I am."

"Right... but what if the relationship wasn't romantic?"

Flint tilted his head in confusion. "You want me to get a friend-with-benefits?"

"No darling, not that. I..." Eileen's heart hammered, her mind racing at a mile a minute. This was the moment, time to put all her cards on the table. "...I know this might come as a shock, but I would like to... to help you with your... needs."

Flint's eyes widened and his heart skipped several beats. Had he heard her correctly? Did she mean other "needs," or was she actually offering-...? He looked away from his blushing mother, his eyes darting around the room and inspecting every detail, reading all the writing he could see, checking the clock on the wall and then looking away before checking it again. After feeling assured that this likely wasn't a dream, he finally broke the silence.

"My... needs? Like-"

"Sexual needs, sweetie. I know... it's incredibly taboo, and your first thought is probably to decline in disgust—and that's okay. I just wanted to give you the option. I want to help you dear, I know it can't be easy to forgo all of these things to secure your future, so I wondered if maybe you wouldn't need to wait for the future to enjoy these things. I could... do things with you that you'd normally do with a girlfriend, let you... get some experience, and tend to your needs."

A million thoughts ran through Flint's mind at once. "But... you're my mother. What if... what if I got you fertilized?"

"You don't need to worry about that dear," Eileen dismissed, grateful for a tangent. “When your father and I had you, we decided the we didn't want more than you. We wanted to devote all of our attention to you as we raised you, not split it between several. We were determined to focus entirely on you, and so after you hatched, I had an infertility charm placed on myself."

Flint was silent, his mind continuing to race as he tried to comprehend the scenario. Never in a million years would he have expected something like this, and he had no idea where to begin to understand it.

"Sweetheart," Eileen said softly. "You don't have to say yes; you don't even have to make a decision right now. Take some time to think about it, I don't want you to feel rushed. Just know that I love you, and I don't want to do anything you don't feel comfortable with."

Flint nodded, his eyes still wide in shock. He stared at the floor beside his bed, thinking hard. How long had she planned on proposing this to him? Would she really have sex with him if he said yes, as simple as that? Was she attracted to him? Was... he attracted to her?

He looked up from the floor, his eyes fixing on his mother as she shyly smiled back at him. He thought of her in a way he had never allowed himself to think of her: he thought of her sex appeal. His friends had often insisted that his mother was hot, and it was common to hear them refer to her as a "MILF," but he had always scorned these comments. She was his mother, after all. And yet... she was remarkably attractive. As uncomfortable as he was admitting it to himself, he realized that if she were any other dragon, not his mother, he could see himself indulging in pornography of such a lovely dragoness. His cock throbbed back to firmness, and he immediately felt intensely conflicted. She was his mother! Not step-mother like was popular on so many porn sites, but his real mother! And yet, try as he might to decide that it was far too taboo to even consider, part of him was enticed by this beautiful dragoness offering to help him—a beautiful dragoness that loved him, that cared for him so deeply. She was his mother, yes, but she wasn't able to be fertilized, so... what was the harm in it? The taboo of it nagged at him, but it never seemed to produce much more than "she's your mother!" He soon found himself thinking back "so what?" and when he realized that, he looked away from her again, his cheeks growing tingly with blush.

"Do you want me to leave you for the night, dear?" Eileen asked carefully.

"Y-yeah," Flint said, distracted by his thoughts. "I... I need to think about this. How... um... how do you want me to bring this back up, once I make a decision?"

"You can just tell me directly, sweetie." Eileen stood and turned toward the door. "This is something I've made my mind up on already, so I'm not shy about it. Your father knows about it all, too, and he's supportive. You can talk to him if you need to, he's got a good head on his shoulders."

"Alright, I'll... I'll let you know when I've thought it through."

Flint watched as his mother strode to his door, and for the first time in his life, he let his eyes wander freely. His eyes fixed on her large hind cheeks, admitting to himself that they were shaped pleasantly. Her tail swaying with each step was almost a tease, such a naturally alluring motion. His cock throbbed under the covers, and he once again scolded himself internally about having these thoughts about his own mom. And yet, this time the other side of his mind retorted more clearly, and he began to indulge it a little more, thinking of all sorts of things he would never confess to. Was her pussy as nice as her butt? If he asked her now, would she lift her tail and show it to him? Would she let him take a picture to masturbate to? Or... would she let him masturbate to her while she stood there presenting to him? But then, why not just have sex with her? Feel her warm, slippery lips, so tight, so squishy, so...

Eileen turned her head and gave her son a soft smile, uncertain as to how he felt after her offer. She did know one thing in her heart, though, and it had kept her going through the entire conversation: "I love you, my little starlight."

Flint broke from his trance and it all came rushing back to him. Hearing her motherly affection brought hot blush to his cheeks, realizing what he was imagining. How could he think such lewd thoughts about his mother? Even if she was attractive, she was still his mom.

And yet... why did that really matter?

"I love you too, mom. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, dear."

Eileen walked out the door and closed it behind her. As she stepped quietly down the hallway toward her bedroom, she sighed. Her heart continued to beat rapidly, but she had made it through, and he didn't seem to hate her. Her worst-case scenario had not come to fruition, and for that she made a point to be grateful. But how would he decide? Perhaps it was a good thing he hadn't decided right then and there. Yes, she wanted him to take all the time he needed, just as she had. The situation was far from straightforward, and in hindsight it was ridiculous to expect a decision from him tonight. With this new perspective, Eileen considered that perhaps this was the best-case scenario. She smiled, her heart rate steadying. Yes, perhaps this is the best way.

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Flint lay in his bed as the morning sunlight streamed in through the curtains. Though it had been several days since the extremely unexpected offer, it had occupied his mind nonstop ever since. Even now he thought of it. He thought of his beautiful mother, and thought of her as his first sexual partner—the dragoness he would give his virginity to. It was that same night that he had come to the decision, yet he waited, giving himself time to think about every aspect and consider what the future would hold as a result of his choice. It was tempting to rush, to have taken her up on the offer the following morning. Even still, he made himself wait. Today, though, today felt right. Today it could be a hatchday present. A very lewd, very taboo present for his 20 th hatchday.

Flint's member throbbed, fully erect with morning wood just thinking about it. He let his paw wander down beneath the covers to stroke himself, thinking of his mother. Her sensual curves, her large rump, and the thought of her wet pussy. He thought of how warm it would feel, how tight she might be, how exciting it would be to actually have sex with his mom.

As he played with himself, a thought came to his mind that halted his fantasies and took over. He didn't have to just imagine. He could go and find her right now, and then they could... they could really do it. The idea motivated him to immediately let go of his member and roll out of bed, steadying himself on his paws as his heart raced. His shaft bobbed around beneath him, but he didn't stop to wait for it to go back into his slit. If they were really going to have sex, then he needn't be shy about her seeing his erection.

What if she had had second thoughts since then?

The idea made Flint pause for a moment, stopping mid-stride. If she had, would she think he was perverted for wanting to accept her offer? Would it make her uncomfortable when he brought the topic up again? He shook his head to clear his baseless worries, reassuring himself that she had seemed certain about her offer. He continued walking, exiting his bedroom to search for his mother.

He turned the corner to the kitchen and peeked inside, his heart leaping as he saw his mother getting things out for breakfast. He walked in behind her, and she noticed him.

"Good morning, sweetie," she greeted in an affectionately enthusiastic tone. "Happy hatchday!"

"Thank you, mom. Good morning."

Flint stood there awkwardly, unsure how to go about bringing up the topic. He watched as his mother busied herself with retrieving ingredients and cookware from their various locations. She really was an attractive dragoness. Would she really have sex with him? What if had indeed been simply an extremely vivid dream?

"Mom," Flint began.

"Yes dear?"

"It wasn't a… a dream when you came into my room and talked to me a few nights ago, was it?"

Eileen's cheeks grew pink with blush. "No honey, it... wasn't a dream."

Flint nodded, internalizing the information. His mother continued to keep herself occupied by readying the things for breakfast. There was nothing more to ask now, his mind had been certain on his decision. Even still, he couldn't shake the nervous feeling in his chest.

"...Can I ask you for a hatchday present?" he asked shyly.

Eileen stiffened and her heart rate sped up, a strong suspicion of what her son was about to ask her. "Of course my starlight, what is it that you would like?"

Flint steeled his nerves and took a deep breath. "I... I'd like to... accept your offer."

The blush on Eileen's cheeks grew brighter and her heart fluttered, her son's words echoing in her mind. "Are you... completely certain, darling?" she asked carefully.

"I am, mom," Flint responded in a steady voice. "I want to... to have sex with you." His cock throbbed hard, still completely erect but unable to be seen by his mother as he faced her.

Eileen stopped getting things out for breakfast, looking back at her son with a loving smile and turning around to walk up to him. As she reached him, she nuzzled his neck affectionately.

"My little starlight," she said in her sweet tone. "I would be so glad to help you with your needs."

Flint nuzzled his mother's neck in return, his nervousness fading just a little. Her warm familiar scales were soothing, and the two of them stood there for a while, leaning into each other and sharing affection. Each thought of the same things, wondering what the other would be like in bed, and considering the future after this decision. Though both had thought through the topic thoroughly, there was a fickle hint of nervousness that refused to vacate their minds. Flint's shaft had started to become soft, and he spoke as he noticed it.

"Can we... do it right now?" he asked softly.

"Right... right now, dear? You're really ready for it?" Eileen's heart rate increased again, thrilled by the thought of truly doing it.

"I am, I'm really... really excited for it." Flint's heart beat equally as quick, his member growing hard again.

"Heheh, I'd be lying if I said the thought didn't excite me," Eileen admitted, nuzzling her son one final time before pulling back and looking directly into his eyes. "You really want to mate with me, dear?"

Flint gazed at his mother, taking in her loving expression, her determination to make sure he was certain. "I do," he said resolutely. "I've wanted to ever since that night, but… I was too nervous to say anything. I gave myself a few days to really think it through, to make sure I wouldn't regret anything. And then, I thought it might be nice to... to make it a sort of hatchday present."

Eileen smiled sweetly. "Well, I'll be happy to make this your first hatchday present of the day. Let's go to your room, we can do it in your bed. How does that sound?"

"Sounds perfect," Flint said, and then turned around to leave the kitchen with his mother following behind him.

"Oh! M-my~..." Eileen exclaimed as he turned and she saw his full erection. "...You really are eager, aren't you?"

"Heh, I am," he admitted bashfully. "Do you... want to look at it?" He turned slightly so his mother could see his shaft hanging below him, throbbing a few times in excitement.

Eileen's gaze locked onto her son's member. He was so big! Such nice ridges, too~ Mmm, he was going to feel so good~ She blinked several times, struggling to take her focus off of Flint's firm malehood. "You're very handsome, sweetie~ I can look more later, let's get to your bed."

Both dragons had racing hearts and shaky legs as they made their way down the hall. Flint pushed his bedroom door open and strode up to the foot of his bed, glancing over at his mother and about to ask her how she thought they should do it. Before he could, she hopped up onto the bed, and he watched as she laid down onto her belly, and then onto her side. Her hind cheeks were pressed together in the pose, hiding her lewd bits, but already a fap-worthy view. Eileen spoke as her son stared at her hindquarters.

"Are you ready to see mine, dear?"

Flint's heart fluttered. This was it, he was finally going to get to see his mother's beautiful pussy. "Beyond ready, mom~"

Her smile brightened at his enthusiasm, and she herself could hardly wait to show him. Pushing off with her paws, Eileen rolled onto her back and let her hind legs spread.

There it was: her perfect pussy, and it was even more amazing than Flint had hoped. Not only was she substantially wet, but her vaginal lips were plump, hiding her folds and appearing as a simple squishy slit. His mother was hotter than many of his favorite porn star dragonesses. He stared at the sight with a surprised expression, his shaft throbbing hard and drooling precum beneath him. When he could finally pry his eyes away from his mother's immaculate vagina, he looked up at her and saw her smiling back at him.

"Do you like it?" she asked with blush on her cheeks.

"I love it, mom!" Flint exclaimed with fanatical energy. “You're so hot, you really are! I don't know how I've never noticed that before now."

Eileen giggled, her cheeks growing redder. "Well, I'm... I'm r-ready when you are~"

Flint wasted no time at all, beyond eager to finally feel it. He was going to lose his virginity, and his first dragoness was going to be his own mother. He climbed onto the bed and sat on her tail, looking down at his throbbing shaft. Her pussy was so close, mere inches from his tip. Flint stared for a moment, paralyzed by the final decision as his mind raced with all sorts of last minute thoughts. All he would have to do is move his hips forward now, and his cock would feel the warmth and wetness of his mother's pussy. And yet, he was frozen in place, staring down at his hardened member and his mother's aroused slit. He looked up at her for reassurance, and she gave him a nod.

"Go on, sweetie," she encouraged. "Put it in and enjoy yourself. Happy hatchday~"

Those words spurred him into action, his shaft throbbing hard as if begging to slip into the gorgeous dragoness. With a surge of courage, Flint moved his hips forward and felt the most surreal sensation he had ever experienced in his life: his cock tip touching his mother's wet slit. She giggled, and the sound encouraged him to press forward a little more until his tip no longer simply kissed her vagina, but slipped inside it. He shuddered involuntarily, and his cock throbbed hard in the intense excitement. And then it throbbed again. And again. And again, the excitement and pleasant sensation enveloping him. He kept throbbing even though he was holding still, trying to relax and withstand the thrill of his tip being inside his mother's warm sex.

It was of no use.

He pulled his cock out of his mother, but not in time to stop his orgasm, his shaft flexing and spurting cum frantically. His white seed painted his mom's plump labia, and he tried hard to stop cumming, to hopefully save enough to continue his exploration with his mother.

"It's okay dear," Eileen swiftly reassured. "That happens to most dragons, it's nothing to be ashamed of. Just relax honey, we'll do this more, this isn't your only chance."

Flint leaned forward and lay atop his mother, his head on her chest as he finished cumming. He embraced the comfort her words brought to him, letting his orgasm draw out with his worries fading. Her paws came up around his shoulders and held him softly, rubbing his back and relaxing with him. It wasn't much longer before his member began to relax, throbbing less and less, settling down after letting out a generous amount of cum between his mother's legs. He nuzzled her softly, still embarrassed by his premature ejaculation, even more so after he remembered that she had been excited to have sex with him, too.

"Sorry, mom," he said sullenly.

"Nonsense dear," his mother dismissed. "You have nothing to apologize for. This was your first time, and that's overwhelmingly exciting enough for most dragons. It's even harder for you, seeing as we have the taboo surrounding this to make things even more exciting. It's completely understandable, and really it's to be expected." She reached a paw up and used a finger to raise his chin, guiding his eyes to hers. “But don't you fret dear, we can have sex again whenever you're ready, and whenever you want. And that's not just for today, sweetheart." She squeezed him with loving affection. "You can come to me and ask from here on out. I'm here to help you as often as you need. Don't be shy to ask frequently; to be quite honest, my sex drive is rather high."

Flint chuckled at his mother's admission. He liked that thought: the thought of his mother often horny, and being able to help her with her needs, too. His gratitude manifested in nuzzles to her chest. "You're the best mother ever, you know."

Eileen's heart soared, filled with such a potent joy at her son's words. She was temporarily speechless as she held Flint close, forgetting for a moment the taboo scenario they were in. At last, she found her words. "And you're the best son I could have ever asked for, sweetie."

The two shared a comfortable silence with each other, cuddling while immersed in the unfiltered love they had for one another. Now that they had finally done it, that pesky nervousness had finally vanished, as if it realized it had no power over them. Both dragons were steadfastly pleased with the decision they shared, and both were likewise already fantasizing about their next time. It was Eileen that broke the silence, squeezing her son playfully.

"You know," she began with a smile in her voice. "Next time, you can just cum inside me~ You don't have to pull out with me, sweetheart."

Flint blushed hard. "Oh, r-right. Sorry, I... just-... I was hoping that pulling out would stop me from cumming, heh."

Eileen giggled, craning her head down to nuzzle the top of her son's head. "It's okay, I just wanted to remind you that you don't need to worry with me."

Flint lifted his head and saw his mom smiling at him, her sweet motherly smile that always filled him with warm joy. He smiled back at her. "I love you, mom."

"I love you too, my little starlight~ What do you say we get out of bed and I make you some breakfast while you recover for a round two?"

Flint sat up and arched his back. His shaft had disappeared back into his slit, but as he glanced down between his mother's legs, he saw his own cum all over her sexy pussy. He blushed hard at the sight, his voice communicating his distraction as he indulged in the sight. "Y-yeah, that sounds good," he said as he hopped down off of the bed, still trying to keep his eyes on her pussy coated in his white seed. Though he was spent for now, the sight was nonetheless irresistible.

It didn't take Eileen long to notice where her son was looking, and it filled her with joy as she was able to see just how attractive he found her. She watched him for a moment as he stared, amused by how the sight seemed to hypnotize him. Lowering a paw down between her legs, she got a finger on either side of her slit and spread her cum-glazed lips.

"Next time, let it all out in here. Okay?~" She gave Flint a suggestive wink that would have been entirely inappropriate between any other mother and son.

Flint's eyes widened at the unexpectedly sexy tease... from his mother! He could only nod at first, speechless as he took in the sight of her spreading her messy pussy for him. "W-will do, mom!"

She laughed in delight, savoring the attention for a few seconds more before she moved her paw away from her sex. Rolling onto her side and getting to her paws, Eileen hopped down from her son's bed and started toward his shower room.

"I'm going to get myself cleaned up quickly, and then I'll be out there." As she faced away from Flint, she widened her stance and lifted her tail, presenting her cum-glazed pussy between her beautiful hind cheeks.

"Looking forward to a round two, sweetie~" she teased further. The playful dragoness wiggled her hindquarters from side to side as she presented, openly seducing her son.

Flint's eyes indulged in the sight completely. If he hadn't already cum, he might have just then to that sight alone. There was no doubt in his mind that she was truly one of the most attractive dragonesses he had ever seen, and he felt so lucky to have her as his mother... and to get to have sex with her despite that.

"Me too, mom. Really, really looking forward to it~"

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"You have such a sexy rump, mom~"

They had both endeavored to make breakfast a quick meal, practically rushing through it. When they were finished, the two dragons immediately started back toward Flint's bedroom for the round two they were eagerly anticipating. Eileen had taken the lead this time, holding her tail high as she walked. Her large hind cheeks swayed from side to side with her gait, the dragoness' wet pussy showing between them.

"I'm glad you enjoy the sight, sweetie~" she said, looking back at him with a smile as she entered his bedroom. She continued forward and got onto his bed once more, assuming the same position as before as she rolled onto her back and spread her legs. Her plump sex was just as wet as their first time, visual proof that she was as excited to have sex with her son as he was to have sex with his mother.

"Are you ready for more of your hatchday present, dear?" she asked, reaching a paw down and rubbing her pussy in circles. She openly touched herself in front of her son for a few seconds, and then spread her squishy lips to present to him.

Flint shuddered, his fully erect member throbbing beneath him. "Beyond ready, mom~"

He hopped up onto the bed with her once again, sitting down on her tail like he did before. This time he was more relaxed, looking between his mother's legs to see her pussy so close to his cock tip. He went for it, pressing his hips forward and feeling her warm slit against his sensitive tip once again. His cock throbbed several times, drooling precum onto her pussy as he tried to calm his excitement.

"Are you ready?" he asked breathlessly.

"I am, dear," his mother confirmed. “Go on, put it in and have fun~ Don't forget to cum inside~"

His mother's words only served to increase his excitement, waiting a moment for his cock throbbing to subside before drawing in a deep breath. He eased his member forward, that strong surreal sensation enveloping him once again as he actually slipped his erection into his mother's ladyhood. Her pussy was so wet that it was easy to press into her, and this time he kept going, inserting his shaft deeper and deeper into her warm sex. His length throbbed inside her, and he felt a certain familiar pleasure not far off. At last, his knot kissed her plump labia. He held still and tried to calm himself, knot-deep in his mom. As he looked up at her, he saw she was smiling back at him, her eyes half-lidded with pleasure. When their gaze met, she giggled.

"You feel really nice, honey~ So deep~ Do you like this?"

"I love this, mom!" Flint enthused. "I feel like... like I want to do this all day today, just... practicing until I can last longer."

Eileen giggled again. "I'm happy to help you practice. Feels so good to do it~"

Unable to resist any longer, Flint risked pulling his hips back, going slowly and savoring the feeling of her warm vaginal walls rubbing along his shaft. He pressed back in quicker and shuddered as his cock throbbed hard inside his mother's snug pussy. He gave it another try, tentatively exploring how wet and squishy her inner walls were. This was it, he was actually having sex with his mom! Not merely like the first time when he only got his tip inside her. This time he was actually rutting her, getting into the repetitive motions and trying his best to last.

"You're doing great, handsome~" his mother encouraged.

He blushed. His mother was telling him he was doing a good job... of rutting her~ The surreal nature of the scenario was still potent, hardly able to believe he wasn't dreaming as he mated with her. The giddy hatchday dragon throbbed dangerously close to an orgasm as he got a little too relaxed with his humping, freezing up in an attempt to prolong the experience. He succeeded this time, his malehood calming after a few tense seconds. Afterward, he leaned forward to lay atop his mother and breathed a sigh. Her comforting forelegs came up around his shoulders as he took an intermission to cockwarm with her.

"I love you, mom~" Flint said dreamily.

"I love you too, my little starlight~" his mother responded with warm affection.

"Thank you, for this," Flint said.

"Anything for you, sweetie~ I'm very glad you're enjoying yourself. I was worried how you would react to the idea."

"Honestly, I didn't know how to react at first," Flint confessed with a chuckle. "And to tell you the truth, when you walked into my room that night to talk to me, I hadn't been studying. I had been... playing with myself."

"I know, dear~" Eileen said with a coy smile.

"...You know?"

"Mhm. I heard your slippery noises through the door before I knocked. I hope this makes up for that session of yours I interrupted, heheh~"

Flint laughed. "More than makes up for it! This is amazing, mom. I can be so comfortable with you, I don't feel any pressure or anything. You feel so good, and you're so hot even though you're my mother. It's all so exciting that I can't last long at all. I'm nearly cumming just having myself so deep inside you, haha."

Eileen began gently stroking her son's back to soothe him and calm his excitement so he could enjoy the sex for longer. "It makes me so happy that you're really enjoying yourself, sweetheart~ Don't be afraid to cum, we can have as many rounds as you want today, tomorrow, and any time you'd like. I'm excited for you to come to me for help with this now."

"I'm excited to do this more!" Flint agreed. He pulled his hips back and felt his mother's slippery smooth pussy stroke along his throbbing shaft. He pressed right back into her and resumed his slow exploratory pace. "Y-your pussy feels... so... so-..."

It was all too much. Flint's cock throbbed hard, and although he stopped himself mid-hump, he knew he wasn't going to be able to hold back his orgasm this time. Instead, he shakily pressed his throbbing cock deep into his mother's tight sex. Quiet moans escaped him as he let his shaft throb and spurt cum, relaxing and fully embracing the orgasm. His mother's comforting hug around him while he came was the icing on the cake, cuddling with her as his climax brought him such strong pleasure. Even as he came, his mind was focused on how surreal it felt. He was cumming in his mother's pussy! Ejaculating into her tight wet female sex! It only made his shaft throb harder, adding to the intensity of his ecstasy. It was his first time ever cumming inside another dragon, and the warmth and firm hold all around his cock made it feel nearly incomparable to cumming from masturbation.

Eileen held her beloved son close as he let out his orgasm, sensitive to each throb from his cock deep in her pussy. A shudder ran through her, her moans adding to his as her pussy tensed up from thinking about the situation. Her own son! And he felt so good~ She steadily massaged his back, holding him close and conveying her love and encouragement silently. The intimacy was paradoxically exciting and relaxing, letting her eyes close with a smile on her face. She was impressed by how much he was cumming, expecting each throb to be the last, but instead having it continue on and on. It made sense, as their mating wasn't only exciting due to the taboo of it, but also due to the fact that this was Flint's first time having sex. Eileen squeezed him against herself, feeling a strong attachment to her son in the tender moment.

At last, Flint's orgasm began to taper off, his shaft throbbing less and less frequently. He sighed after catching his breath, completely relaxed in his mother's warm embrace. Nuzzling her neck, the satisfied dragon drew his hips back slowly, her pussy stroking along his cum-soaked length. Shuddering from the intensity of the post-orgasm sensitivity, he let his hips fall back down to slip his cock deep into her sex once more. It was nice to just keep it inside after cumming, a comforting warmth all around his sensitive malehood. His knot pressed against her squishy lips, and he experimented with gently pressing his hips forward. Her wet pussy seemed able to take it, her lips stretching slightly when he pushed firmly.

"Can I try... knotting you, mom?" he asked.

"Of course darling~" she encouraged. “Though usually you knot your partner right as you start cumming. Go ahead though, press it in~"

With the green light, Flint pressed his hips forward and slowly added more pressure. His cock throbbed at the thought of knotting his mother's pussy, and then he suddenly slipped inside, his knot disappearing into her warm vagina and getting hugged tight by her inner walls. He moaned out in unexpected pleasure, his shaft throbbing quickly as he experienced the sensation for the first time. It was almost like a mini-orgasm. He never knew how sensitive his knot was, how good it felt to have his whole length inside the sex of a tight dragoness. It was a few seconds before he could calm himself down, melting into relaxation once and nuzzling his mother's neck affectionately.

"How does it feel, sweetheart?" she asked softly, squeezing him in her motherly embrace.

"It feels so amazing, mom~" Flint replied. “My knot is so sensitive—I never knew that. And your pussy just feels... so perfect~"

Eileen giggled, finding that she loved how much her son enjoyed her ladyhood. It made her feel like she was a young dragoness again, attractive and flirty, admired by all of the males.

"Your cock is really great, too, you know~" Eileen pointed out. “I think that soon you'll start making me cum when you rut me~"

Flint laughed softly, and thought about the idea for a moment. Making his mother cum... so taboo~ And using nothing but his cock to do so, no less. "I look forward to that, mom~"

He moved his head up and nestled it under his mom's chin, brightening her smile and causing her pussy tense around his member as he rested it inside her. As the two dragons settled down from their thrilling activity together, Flint yawned.

"Do you mind if I take a nap like this, mom?"

"Not at all~" his mother approved, and then a teasing tone entered her voice. "You want to take a nap after cumming inside your mother and knotting her pussy? Fall asleep still tied with her?~" She poked her son's sides playfully.

It made Flint giggle and twitch ticklishly, and the thrill of her words caused his cock to throb at the same time. "Heheh, y-yes, mom! You feel so good~"

Eileen laughed for a moment with her son, and then stopped, wrapping her forelegs around him once more to hold him close in their intimate cuddle.

“Thank you, again, for this." Flint said as he relaxed again. “It's so amazing that you let me do this with you."

"Of course, sweetie~ Thank you for giving it a chance."

She squeezed her son affectionately one more time, and then let all tension in her body dissipate, getting settled to take a nap with Flint. His firm cock deep inside her was a comforting feeling that she often savored with her husband when she got the opportunity. Now she would be able to enjoy it with her son, too. Ah, to get share such intimacy with her two favorite dragons in the world … Eileen felt truly blessed.

"Happy hatchday, my little starlight~" she whispered, her son already drifting off to sleep atop her.

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Flint panted lightly, taking a break from rutting his mother's pussy to stave off his approaching orgasm. He pulled out of her and nuzzled the back of her neck as she set the final dish beside the sink. She relaxed there, bent over the counter as her son steadied himself.

"Getting close, sweetie?" she asked.

"Mmm, yeah~" he replied in a pleasured tone. "You always feel so good, mom."

"And so do you, dear~ Such a nice firm shaft giving me such a good massage~"

Flint chuckled. "You're amazing~ Want me to get off you now?"

"If you're finished. Did you want to cum in the sink? I could give you a pawjob to help you," she offered.

"Mmm," Flint mused. “If I save my orgasm, do you think we can have a full session after dinner?"

Eileen thought for a moment. "Hmm... I suppose I don't have any plans myself, and I think I could go for an orgasm, too. Yes darling, after-dinner sex sounds great."

Flint moved his hips forward and pressed his firm shaft back into his mother's tight slit. "Perfect~ Now just a little longer with your irresistible pussy~" He began lightly humping her again, moaning and hearing a moan in response from his mom. He could only go for a minute or two longer, but savored the pleasure and relaxation the sex brought him. Finally, he pressed his knot up against her vagina and slipped it in with a playful casualness, his shaft throbbing hard but not cumming as he warmed his cock in her inner walls. With a sigh, he relaxed and once again nuzzled the back of his mother's neck.

"I love you, mom~"

Eileen giggled, enjoying holding his full erection inside herself. "I love you too, sweetheart~"

"And I love you both!" came the unexpected voice of Walter as he entered the kitchen, causing them both to startle. "Careful about resting your knot in your mother too long, champ. You know that'll make you cum eventually, and you know she doesn't like being cum inside right before dinner."

"Right!" Flint said, relaxing after the initial surprise. He gently pulled his hips back, taking his knot out of her pussy. He couldn't resist just a few more playful humps, pulling out afterwards and getting off of his mother's back. "Hard to resist, haha."

"I know that all too well, son. She's the most perfect dragoness I can imagine." As Flint got off of his mother, Walter ambled up and took his place, mounting his wife.

"Heheh, my my, Walter~" she said, slightly flustered. "Are you in the mood, too?"

"Not aroused, no," Walter responded, moving his tail up between his wife's legs. "But that doesn't mean I can't give you some pleasure myself~"

He slipped the tip of his tail into Eileen's wet pussy, easing it in deep and garnering a surprised "oh!~" from her. The two of them laughed together, and Walter started lightly masturbating her with his tail, lovingly cuddling atop her as husband and wife.

Flint watched with a smile. It was rare that his father joined in on the fun, but it always brought him joy to see him and his mother so happy together. His shaft softened and returned to his slit after finishing with his mom, and now his mind was on other things: dinner. He checked the timer on the oven and saw it wouldn't be much longer. He began busying himself with retrieving the plates and tableware to set the dinner table.

After giving his wife a smooch on the lips, Walter pulled his tail from her squishy pussy and hopped off of her. "How was your day at college, son?"

"Looong," Flint lamented. "Big reason why I was rutting mom; I needed to relax."

"Good way to relax, haha."

"My favorite way!"

Eileen giggled and went to check on the oven. "You boys are so good to me, I don't know what I ever did to deserve such fortune."

"Being the best mom ever is a start," Flint said.

"And the best wife ever!" Walter added.

Eileen laughed some more, peeking in the oven and then turning it off. "Well, I suppose it's only fair that I am, seeing as I have the best son and the best husband ever~"

The table was set, and dinner was served, enjoyed alongside light conversation between the three dragons. They talked about normal things, over a normal meal, as a normal family. All things considered, they were a mostly normal family. There was just that one certain connection they shared, and though far from normal, they were each grateful for the joy and balance it brought to their home. Walter having his wife's bottomless sexual appetite sated by a dragon he loved and approved of, Eileen having her needs met completely between the two dragons as well as the satisfaction of helping her son, and Flint finding an unexpected comfort in engaging in such activities with his caring mother, feeling closer with both of his parents ever since, and able to feel much better about forgoing romantic ventures to establish a good future for himself. For the time being, all he needed was the love and understanding from his mother, and the support and encouragement from his father. Life was hard at school, but home? Practically paradise~