Rathera and Rykela
Based on an hour-long roleplay with my daughter Rathera. http://www.furaffinity.net/user/rathralos
It was morning, and the only two dragons awake in the Zair's den were sitting together in the sunning area, the morning light warming their scales as they coiled together. It was so early that the birds weren't even singing - breakfast was still a distant, foggy dream. Not a proper time for being awake, but a perfect time for...
"Muummmmmm..." The purple dragoness whined loudly, her ears splayed flat against her skull.
"What is it, dear?" Rykela smiled at hir daughter.
"I can bathe myself now! I'm seventeen." Rathera huffed and tried to pull away from the much larger blue dragonherm.
"Come now," her mother replied serenely, resuming the tongue-bath shi had been giving. Hir long, thin tongue slid out, washing Rathera's neck and shoulders in sweet vanilla saliva. The purple drake squirmed, half protestingly, as she tried to decide whether to be indignant or tickled. Her scales were darn sensitive when it came to Rykela's tongue!
"No matter how old you are, you're still my daughter, and besides, I don't ask for all that much. At least humor your Mum."
Although Rathera sighed melodramatically she didn't resist when she was gently but firmly pulled backwards, sliding into Rykela's lap. She was leaned backwards, her head settling snugly inbetween the blue Breeder's massive breasts, and soon her nostrils were overwhelmed with the soothing scent of her mother's milk.
"N' less milk..."
"What was that, darling? You need to speak up. Mumbling's a terrible habit!"
Rathera blushed, her face almost as warm as her mother's embrace. "M-Maybe... I've been thinking. I need to stop drinking so much of your milk! It's showing on my waistline..."
...And my ass."
"Oh hush now! You're beautiful. I think so, Verda thinks so, your brothers and sisters think so... even if you're a bit plump, it just means there's more to hold and love." Rykela gripped one of her daughter's chunky thighs and massaged it tenderly, causing the purple dragoness to melt helplessly back into silent complacency.
For a few minutes the room was quiet. The only noticable sounds came from Rathera as she was gently shifted whenever Rykela needed to wash a new spot, and from Rykela as shi rumbled and purred constantly. Shi relished this one-on-one time with hir children. It was so wonderful. Shi just... wished shi could do it more often.
The silence was broken when Rathera made a strange noise and leaned back. It was sort of a moan, sort of a chirp, and sort of a happy sigh. A dragon hatchling cooing at its parent. "That feels... good, Mummy." She cooed once more and fanned her glorious membranes out, one on each arm and a cluster of them at the end of her tail. They were meant to serve as a mating signal, but Rathera flared them out whenever she felt happy. And oh, was she happy right now. They shone like mother-of-pearl, brilliant colors swirling about as she flexed her toes and stretched her arms and legs out taut.
"I know it does, my darling. Mommy loves it when you feel good..." The big blue dragoness rumbled once more, hir tongue reaching the purple's plump breasts. She was quite overstacked, just like her mother! But Rykela's licking wasn't sexual in the least... for once. Shi simply ran hir tongue slowly and methodically over Rathera's nipples and scales, washing off the grime that had accumulated from the night before. It still made her squirm fiercely, though.
"Hold still please." It took a moment for Rathera to calm down, the drying spit making her fat nipples grow taut as it cooled. Rykela ignored them, though, easing her daughter forward so shi could work on her lower back. But the purple's breathing didn't grow any steadier...
"Muu----ummmmmmmy..." The purple whined raggedly once more, trying to wriggle free. No dice. Rykela always finished what shi started. Shi was on Rathera's tail now, lapping at the base of it and working hir way outward to the tip.
"You're so gorgeous, my beloved. I'm so proud to have a beautiful daughter like you..."
Rathera mewled and turned a darker shade of purple, her scales flushed with uncomfortable, insistent warmth. "Aaaaaaaaaaiiii... I g-get it all from Mummy...!!!"
"Mmmhm?" Rykela smiled but didn't reply, flattered enough to skip right to the underside of hir daughter's tail, where it most tickled, and quickly ran hir tongue up to her rump! And before Rathera could so much as squeak she felt herself tilted forward, her head draped over Rykela's crossed legs and her rump raised into the air, supported by the blue dragoness' paws. Her tail raised quite instinctively, membranes fanned out, and she turned purple-scarlet as her mother inspected her glistening, puffy slit.
"Tsk. You're dirtier than I thought. All sticky here... Needs a good hard washing."
And Rykela reached in to kiss her daughter's exposed puss, making Rathera's beefy labia pulse with blood. Her clitoris peeked out from its nook, and Rykela kissed that too, making her daughter squeal. Then shi began to wash, hir long draconic tongue curling out to lap just barely within the insides of the purple's sweet, moist treasure. It ran in small, compact circles around her clit, and Rathera whined with need, kicking one leg and letting her tongue hang openly from her muzzle.
"Oooouhhhh Mommy...!!!" Her membranes pulsed with brilliant, psychadelic colors, and her mouth-watering pheromones filled the air. She smelled just like her mother, and this brought a smile to the blue's sticky face. She loved it.
Hir snout dipped in and burrowed gently into Rathera's folds, letting hir take a good, long whiff. Shi wanted to sample some more of hir daughter's scent, and after a lungful shi exhaled, breathing warm, moist air all over hir daughter's sensitive crevasse.
In... Out. In... Out. In...
Even the steady breathing was too much for the pleasure-addled purple and she saw stars, juices squirting all over her mother's muzzle as she climaxed wetly! She needed cleaning for sure now.
"You're so juicy... just like Mummy, my gushing baby girl." Rykela cooed proudly, waiting only an instant after the orgasm to resume her cleaning. Hir head bobbed slowly as shi worked hir tongue in and out of that swollen puss, steadily licking deeper with each stroke! Rathera couldn't keep from writhing in ecstatic agony as hir mother's strong paws held her in place.
Just like her Mommy, it didn't take much stimulation for the purple to begin to lactate, the trickly flow pooling in Rykela's lap as her daughter's aching nipples scraped against hir velvety blue scales. Milk trickled down her belly, into the small creases in her soft and chubby flesh, and began to collect in the black pit of her navel. The further Rykela got the stickier it got, each cry of Rathera's bliss giving the blue a brief but massive dousing in her hot, sticky nectar.
The look on Rathera's face said it all - she was drunk, giggling giddily and groping her own breasts, mashing the abundant flesh roughly about as mind-numbing pleasure wracked her nerves and plastered itself on her face. But if Rykela could have shown hirself, hir expression would have been exactly the same, complete with lolling tongue, stupid grin, and rolled-back eyes. Like daughter, like mother...
Rykela needed no words to tell that her daughter was close to another orgasm. Hir tongue had worked its way all the way to Rathera's cervix and shi was working hir heart out trying to clean it thoroughly! Hir panting was quite rapid and hir hot, exhaled breath tickled the purple's tunnel, hir nostrils snorting with each inhalation. It was so hard to breathe with hir lips sealed around hir baby's pussy.
It got even harder when Rathera seized up, squealing and kicking her legs, and erupted! Her yummy, watery nectar sprayed out, splashing over her own hindquarters and most of Rykela from the waist up. Shi had to shut hir eyes to avoid getting juice in them and hold on for dear life until hir daughter had ridden out hir climax!
A little under a minute after the purple's heart-stopping tidal wave, everything was over. As well-intentioned as Rykela had been, and as innocently as things had started out, both of them were now a complete mess. They lay there, sprawled in a puddle of their own stickiness, chests heaving and lactating, and... continued to lay there, curling up together. The energy to even sit upright had fled them, and it was pushing their stamina to even snuggle. But Rathera jammed her face in her mother's milk-scented, milk-leaking, nectar-splattered breasts, burying hir snout in the bottomless cleavage, and took about thirty seconds to fall asleep. The dead weight was too much for her mother to lift and in any case Rykela didn't feel like it anyway.
It wasn't the first time shi'd done this, and in fact Verda probably wouldn't be very surprised if she found the two of them asleep in a mess of their own making. If that happened, the blue mused, they'd all go down to the bathing chambers together and get clean. If Lita found them, the odds were about 90-10 that shi'd try to mount one of them in their sleep. Either way, a good outcome was guaranteed, and Rykela had no trouble drifting off to sleep as well, purring contentedly.
Outside, birds began to sing.