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The next few days saw the weather turn nasty, and the girls opted to stay within the castle, rather than risk a cold from surreptitious excursions to the stable.

On a particularly awful evening, when the northerly winds swept down to blast the rain against the castle's ancient stone blocks, the two girls decided to take a long, hot soak in the baths down in the cellars, the water for which was provided by a nearby hot spring. After a few gasps at how hot the water was, the two girls settled back against the sides of the marble pool and luxuriated in the intense warmth for a while. Whereas two of the baths were public and segregated, the other two were reserved for the royal family and their visitors. It was in one of these that they sat, opposite each other, idly swirling the water around with their arms.

"Mmm, there's nothing better than a good soak in a hot bath on a cold day," murmured Melanie, stretching out her legs until her toes just broke the water's surface.

"I dunno," replied Lorissa, turning her head to regard her younger sister. The movement caused her long red hair to swirl lazily in the steaming water. "I can think of a few things that are much better than a hot bath."

"Like what?"

Lorissa stared at Melanie for a few seconds, her lips curving slightly into a knowing smile. "Do you really have to ask?"

Melanie's face reddened, and she shook her head. "No, I guess not," she murmured. "But I am quite curious, though."

"Well, you've already seen one of them," Lorissa said, grinning widely. "And I'm sure you'd love to see it again."

The younger girl blushed even more and looked away. "Uh, yeah. And, maybe... try it for myself," she added quietly.

"I think I can help you out there." Lorissa pushed herself away from the side of the pool and moved languidly through the water to sit next to her sister. "Another thing I like," she murmured as she slipped an arm around Melanie to hold her close, "is spending time with my little sister, and having fun with her."

"What kind of fun?" Melanie asked curiously.

"Oh, I don't know," murmured Lorissa. She smiled winsomely as she stroked the fingers of her other hand over Melanie's shoulder, then moved them lower to caress her right breast. "Fun like what we did in the stable the other night?" She gently squeezed Melanie's breast then moved her hand lower, sliding her fingers over the girl's flat abdomen towards the triangle of curly red hair that covered her mons.

Melanie watched, blushing furiously as she watched her sister's fingers slide down between her legs. A moment later she felt their light touch as they brushed her labia. "It was pretty fun, I guess," she said, tensing up as Lorissa explored the outer regions of her sex. Despite what she'd done previously, Melanie was still hesitant about letting her own sister reciprocate. "Not something I thought I'd ever do, to be honest."

"And now you have." Lorissa watched Melanie's reactions as she lovingly teased her sister's pussy. She pulled her hand away when the younger girl tensed. "Do you want me to stop?"

"Uh... no, no. It just feels weird to be touched there by my own sister," Melanie replied. She leaned in closer to Lorissa and smiled. "I'll get used to it eventually."

Lorissa nodded and cuddled her sister. "If you ever feel uncomfortable, just tell me, and I'll stop." She tilted her head to plant a soft kiss upon Melanie's forehead.

"Thanks, sis." Melanie smiled and returned the kiss, but put it on Lorissa's nose instead, before giving it a lick.

The elder girl responded by pressing two fingers between Melanie's labia, slipping them into the tight passage hidden within and beginning to pump them in and out slowly. "How's that feel?"

"Mmm, feels good," Melanie murmured, spreading her legs more, giving Lorissa more room to move. She moaned quietly as she was fingered, closing her eyes and leaning back against Lorissa's arm.

Lorissa kept up the gentle finger-fuck for a minute or so, then sought out Melanie's clit. The small nub of sensitive flesh was easily found, and the younger girl let out a gasp when it was firmly rubbed. "Mmm, my little sis likes having her clit rubbed, doesn't she?" she purred, getting a little more vigorous.

"Uh-huh," Melanie responded, panting softly as she was driven towards climax.

"My, you're quick to come," Lorissa commented when her sister's breathing quickened. She moved her fingers away from Melanie's clit, instead sliding her hand along her inner thighs, letting the girl calm down a bit.

"You would be too if you didn't get much action," replied Melanie, opening her eyes. "I frig myself, but it's more... exciting when someone else does it for me."

Lorissa smiled. "Do you fantasise when you're bringing yourself off?"

The blush returned to Melanie's face as she nodded. "Yeah, I do." She hesitated before she went on. "Before I found you, uh, in the stable, I used to think of some guy just fucking me until he was about to come, then pulling out and shooting his load over my face. Or, if I was really horny, another guy would take me in my ass, and they'd screw me until they came deep inside me."

"Ooh, nice," Lorissa murmured with a grin. "I've always wanted to take it in both holes at once. Not the easiest scenario to enact around here." She slipped her fingers into her sibling's slit again and resumed her vigorous stimulation. "So what do you think about now?"

Melanie shuddered and groaned, slipping down further into the water as she tried to get her sister's fingers deeper into her snatch. "Mmph! Uh, I replay what I saw and did in my head. And... imagine myself in your position, taking Bren's cock inside me."

Lorissa's fingers suddenly started pumping faster, mashing against Melanie's clit as they did so. Startled, and turned on by the discussion, Melanie suddenly climaxed, letting out loud cries that echoed around the small room. Her cries were stifled by Lorissa clamping her lips over hers, sliding her tongue deeply into her mouth. Feeling helpless in the throes of her orgasm, Melanie could do nothing but pant through her nose and let her own tongue slide over Lorissa's as her sex suckled at the fingers buried in it.

Eventually Melanie relaxed and pulled away, breaking the kiss. She panted softly and pushed herself upright, brushing her hair back from her face. Her face was reddened, though Lorissa wasn't sure if it was due to her climax or embarrassment. "Whew! That was... intense," she murmured, gazing at her sister.

"If you come that hard with just my fingers, I'd bet you'd really have a ball when I eat you out," Lorissa said, smiling widely. She lifted the hand that she'd been frigging Melanie with out of the water and licked at her fingers. Unfortunately the water had washed off almost all traces of her sister's nectar. "Or, dare I say it, when you have a gryphon's cock pounding into your hot cunt?" She'd leaned forward and whispered the last few words into her sister's ear.

"I don't know if I could do that," Melanie murmured. "I mean, it was... really great to watch, and it seems even better in my head, but...."

"I'd love it if you'd come out with me, even just to watch." Lorissa chuckled, her hazel eyes glinting. "If you wanted to play around with Bren, I'd be happy to guide you. I could even help with training Blackwing."

Melanie thought about that. Her mind's eye saw both girls together in the stable, late at night, both on all fours beneath their gryphons as they were bred like hens, taking their big cocks deep into their hungry holes until they were begging their mounts to fill them with their hot seed. She shivered. "I think I'm getting horny again," she muttered. "And I'm craving more than just your fingers."

Lorissa smirked. "I can't help you with that, I'm afraid, unless you're interested in playing with the dogs."

"Uh, I'll pass on that," Melanie replied, a little revulsed by the idea of coupling with one of the many dogs that were kept for hunting, herding and general defence, among other things. "Who knows where they've been, or if they have fleas?"

"Hmm, good points," Lorissa agreed. "In that case, you'll just have to find a boyfriend, or stoop to my level and fuck gryphons."

Melanie chewed on her bottom lip as she pondered that. "I guess you're right. It'll have to wait until fine weather comes again; I'm not getting soaked to the skin just for a fling in the hay."

"I totally agree. We really need a tunnel to get there," Lorissa mused. She sighed and stroked her sister's cheek. "We'd better get out before someone comes to check on us to make sure we haven't drowned or something. We're all wrinkly anyway."

The two girls swam over to the steps and hauled themselves out of the water. "May I dry you?" Lorissa asked as Melanie reached for a towel from the cupboards provided.

Melanie stared for a few seconds, processing the request. "Um, okay, if you want to," she murmured, handing the towel over.

"Why shouldn't I do nice things for my sibling?" Lorissa said as she opened the towel up. "Up against the wall, sis."

"I dunno. I mean, it feels a little awkward to me, getting so... familiar with my own sister. Our parents would go through the roof if they knew what we'd been up to. Especially what you've been up to," she added.

"That's why it's our little secret." Lorissa rubbed the towel vigorously over Melanie's body, concentrating especially on her breasts, buttocks and pussy. "Every child has at least one secret to keep from its parents. I think you're dry now," she added as she finished rubbing at Melanie's ankles. She dumped the damp towel into the hamper and fetched a dry one. "You can dry me, if you like."

Melanie took the proffered towel and began to rub it over her sister's body. Though she still felt a little weirded out, she didn't hesitate in rubbing the fluffy cotton over Lorissa's bosom or between her legs. As she was patting the elder girl's vulva dry, Lorissa moaned softly and pressed against the towel. "Sounds as if you need some loving as well."

"Mmm, I do, but I'm not going to give in yet; it can wait until we're in bed." Lorissa turned her head, flicking her flaming red hair away from her face, and peered at Melanie. "If you're up for some more lezzy playtime?"

"Yeah, I think so," Melanie said as she rubbed the towel down Lorissa's legs. "Colour me curious." She stood up and stretched, before throwing the towel into the hamper to join its twin. "You know, I would never have considered any of this if I hadn't gone out to find you that night."

"Why did you come looking for me?" Lorissa began to dress, pulling on a pair of fresh knickers. After a few seconds of silence she turned to glance at her sister, and saw that she had a thoughtful expression on her face.

Melanie shrugged and reached for her own knickers. "I'm not sure, to be honest. I got up to pee, and I saw your bed was empty. I assumed you'd gone to the bathroom too, but you weren't there. I saw a light coming from the stable, so I checked it out."

"And found a horny teenager being screwed by her gryphon," finished Lorissa. "Thus you were introduced to a world of depravity. It's not such a bad world, all things considered."

The two girls finished dressing in silence, then left the baths to traipse up the well-worn staircase to the upper floors. "The next time we have fine weather, I'm taking you out to make friends with Bren," Lorissa said quietly, once they'd returned to their shared bedroom.

"I'm already friends with... oh, I see what you mean." Melanie blushed again. "I might have second thoughts about it."

"I won't push you, but I think you'd benefit from a bit of sexual experimentation. It might help you be a little more assertive. Or," she went on after a few moments' thought, "it could turn you into a depraved cock-hungry slut."

"Like you?" Melanie retorted, as she headed for the bathroom to brush her teeth.

Lorissa just grinned widely. "Probably. It's not that bad, though. You can't get knocked up by an animal, and you probably won't get any serious diseases off them. Fleas might be an issue, though."

Once the girls had finished their nightly ablutions, Melanie pulled back her furs and slipped underneath them, swearing at their chilliness. Lorissa snuffed the candles that provided the room with wavering light, and headed towards her own bed. She stopped in the middle of the floor, then turned towards Melanie. "Sis?"

"Yeah?" Melanie sat up, her grey eyes seeing almost nothing until they began to adjust to the lack of light.

"Would you be willing to share your bed with me?"

"Because you're cold, or because you want to play some more?"

Lorissa giggled. "A bit of both, actually."

"Oh, all right. There's room enough." Melanie shuffled over to give her sister some room.

"Thanks, sis." Lorissa shivered as she slipped into the bed, and pulled the covers up, before she slipped an arm around Melanie and pulled her closer. "It is chilly up here tonight."

Melanie didn't reply, instead just resting her head upon her large pillow whilst she stroked a hand down her sister's back.

To her credit, it was several minutes before Lorissa finally made her move. Melanie didn't resist her advances much, and by the time she felt the elder girl's tongue wiggling into her sex, she'd decided that maybe Lorissa was right, and that she should experiment more with sex -- especially as she was still a virgin. She was sure that Lorissa knew that already from her explorations. The thought that she might lose her virginity to an animal made her quite nervous, but she tried to force the emotion down, figuring she'd cross that bridge when she came to it. Right now, most of her attention was focused on her nether regions, where Lorissa was busy with her lips and tongue.

It was well into the wee hours of the morning when the two girls finally finished with their intimate games. Melanie lay spooned up behind her sister, the taste of the elder girl's nectar still strong in her mouth. She'd come three times, whereas Lorissa had managed four. Their final climaxes were brought about in a passionate sixty-nine. By that time Melanie had abandoned most of her inhibitions, and was actually thoroughly enjoying herself.

She thought back to the night in the stable. She'd been pretty much an innocent until then, and now... her sister had probably ruined her. An odd feeling of satisfaction suffused her, though -- she might still be a shy girl at heart, but Lorissa had opened her mind to a world she'd barely imagined, and she found herself wanting to be a part of it.

Sometime soon, she was sure, she would become a woman, even if it took a gryphon to do it.

Three days later, the seemingly endless wind and rain abated, and the land was bathed in wan sunshine. Much of the castle grounds had been turned into a quagmire, with only the courtyard surviving unscathed, though it was very wet and slippery. The girls decided together that they'd wait until the grounds had dried out before they ventured out again. In the meantime, they still had their tutoring to keep them occupied, as well as their chores. They might have been royalty, but their parents were firm believers in equality; they saw no shame in descending to the level of the commoners. It was even common to see the royals out and about in the neighbouring towns, doing a bit of shopping or chatting with the locals to keep an ear out on any trouble.

"Have you thought about seducing a guard or two?" Melanie asked in a low voice to Lorissa as they rode in a gently-rocking wagon back from a trip into the hamlet of Rocks Fall. "Get them to look the other way as it were so we wouldn't have to sneak around."

Lorissa turned and stared at Melanie. "You know, that's rather a tempting idea." She blew a stray crinkled lock of hair back from her face and pondered the suggestion. "I've seen how some of the guards look at me - even a couple of the female ones seem to find me hot." She fell silent as she turned the idea over in her mind. She grinned after a minute or so and giggled. "Would you be willing to help out with the seduction? What better way to get some sexual experience? I'd bet any one of those horny males would do anything to get a taste of virgin cunt."

"Uh... I dunno," Melanie murmured, shooting a glance at the half dozen guards that always accompanied them anywhere they went. Their forest green uniforms, overlaid with a diagonal band of white fimbriated with silver, were well-kept and spotless, although their black leather boots were quite muddied. "I mean, I don't want to spread my legs for just anyone, and not for just a quickie either. I want something a bit more... lasting."

"Picky, picky," Lorissa replied with a smile. "Fair enough, though. Keep an eye out for anyone you fancy, then. Together, I'm sure we could have a few of them wrapped around our little fingers." She leaned in closer and whispered, "Might even be able to get them involved in a human/gryphon threesome. I'd love to ride a guard while Bren's doing me." The girl shivered and slipped a finger between her legs, lightly caressing her vulva through her panties. "Fuck, I'm wet just thinking about this."

Melanie looked wryly at her elder sister. "It doesn't take much, does it?" she asked rhetorically.

Lorissa shook her head. "I'm gonna need some private time when we get back, I think, to work off this horniness." She moved into an upright position again, and tried to look as if she was admiring the scenery, though there wasn't much particularly interesting to look at aside from trees, hills and mud. Her gaze drifted to the guards that flanked the left side of the wagon. They were young, enthusiastic about their duties.... She wished that they weren't riding on horseback; she couldn't see anything of their crotches, and what they might be hiding beneath their uniform.

One of the guards seemed to feel her gaze upon him and turned to look at her. "Yes, Princess?"

"Oh! Uh, nothing. I was just... thinking. That's all." Lorissa turned away, her cheeks colouring slightly.

Melanie shot a brief look at the guard, and saw that his gaze seemed to linger upon her sister's breasts before he turned his attention back to the road ahead. This might be easier than we thought, she mused.

Once the small convoy had reached the castle and rattled into the large central courtyard, the two girls helped unload the cargo before the retreated to the castle, heading for their chambers. Their usual route took them past the library, and on this occasion one of their tutors was coming out of it. "Crap! I forgot my essay!" Lorissa muttered, looking quickly about for a quick exit, but seeing only unbroken walls.

"I've done only half of mine," Melanie muttered. She sighed with resignation when the tutor saw them and began stalking in their direction. "Before you say anything," she said as the matronly woman opened her mouth, "we haven't finished our essays, but we promise that they'll be on your desk by dinner-time tomorrow."

The tutor narrowed her eyes, making her look somewhat like a crow, with her pointed nose. "Well, I suppose an extra day isn't too much to wait," she said with a sniff. "But I expect an extra two hundred words."

Melanie groaned inwardly, but didn't let her annoyance show. "Yes, Miss," she murmured, almost in unison with Lorissa. As the tutor moved away she sighed and shook her head. "I think I know what I'll be doing for the rest of the day. We probably won't get much time tomorrow."

"Yeah," Lorissa agreed. She shot a look at the retreating tutor and poked her tongue out. "Stuck-up old bag," she muttered before she turned and headed for the nearest staircase. "We should bathe before we do anything," she suggested, her earlier statement of wanting to relieve her sexual tension forgotten. "I don't know about you, but I've sweated a lot today, and I want to wash it all off."

"Same here, now that you mention it." Melanie lifted an arm and sniffed cautiously. "Yeah, it's time for a bath."

After their bath the girls spent the rest of the afternoon sitting by a window in the library on the second floor, writing feverishly with quill and ink. "Someone really needs to invent something better than a quill to write with," muttered Melanie as yet again her quill ran dry. "These things are such a nuisance." She jabbed the offending quill into the inkpot, and scrawled a few more lines on the parchment in front of her. "There! Finished!" She sat back and draped her arms over the back of the chair. In the warm sunlight, the ink on her essay dried quickly without her needing to blot it.

"Lucky you. I still have a few hundred left." Lorissa yawned and turned her head to look out the window, at the outbuildings and the forest beyond. Way out in the distance was Silvermere, so named because it was rumoured the fish were so plentiful the sun shone off their silvery scales. "Hmm."

"What are you thinking? You've got that look in your eyes." Melanie leaned forward again, pushing her essay out of the way and leaning her elbows on the desk.

Lorissa was silent for a few seconds before she replied. "What would you say to taking up fishing?"

"Seriously?" Melanie stared at her sister incredulously. "It's not the most exciting activity. Just lots of standing around with a rod waiting for a bite, losing the fish, then boasting afterwards that it was 'this big'!" The girl spread her ams to indicate a fish of an appropriately exaggerated size.

"True, but that wasn't quite what I had in mind." Lorissa turned back to Melanie and smiled. "Why don't we take our gryphons out to the mere and see if they can catch some fish? And if we have some willing and open-minded guards...." She trailed off, lifting her eyebrows suggestively.

Melanie blushed as comprehension dawned. "Oh! Well... I guess that'd work. Won't people get suspicious with this extra activity? We're not exactly known for going out hunting or whatever."

"True, but I'll handle that side of things." Lorissa's hazel eyes shone, and she steepled her fingers, a sure sign that she was plotting.

"After you get your essay done," Melanie pointed out. "Don't get sidetracked." She stood up and picked up her essay, rolling it up neatly. "I'll go submit this, and I'll see you at dinner."

"Deserter," Lorissa muttered, but with a smile. "Go on, have fun. Leave me to suffer in peace."

"I will." Melanie poked her tongue out, giggled and left the library.

Two nights later, when the moon was full and a few wispy clouds drifted across the starry sky, the two princesses, clad in dark collared shirts and long trousers, made their way quietly through the castle to the back door. It towered above them, but a regular-sized door set into one of the leaves made it an easier job to slip out. "Are we sneaking out, or just being bold about it?" Melanie whispered.

"There's a certain charm and thrill to sneaking," Lorissa said, carefully closing the door behind them. "Though it's almost as thrilling to stride out and bluff my way through an awkward situation."

"I guess so, though I much prefer to sneak and not be seen," Melanie replied. "You might be able to get away with the bold approach, but they're really going to wonder why both of us are out here in the dead of night dressed like this."

"Where's your sense of adventure?"

"Still in bed where it should be," muttered Melanie. She shivered in the thin cotton clothing she was wearing at peered at her sister. Though the moon was full, its light was unable to penetrate fully into the alcove in which they stood, so Lorissa was mostly a tall mass of shadow. "So what are we doing?"

Lorissa was silent for a few seconds as she watched the guards pacing back and forth along the castle walls. "I've never figured out why we need so many guards," she pondered aloud in a whisper. "There are only three ways into this place." She eventually realised her sister had asked a question, and answered it. "Boldly, I think," she said before taking a breath and stepping out of the alcove into the full light of the moon.

Muttering an oath under her breath, Melanie followed her sister out, feeling terribly exposed and alone under the wan light of the moon. As she'd expected, there were soon shouts of challenge and guards running towards them. She kept her eyes on her sister, hoping she knew what she was doing.

"Evening, men," Lorissa replied calmly, though Melanie could detect a slight quiver of nervousness in her voice.

"Princess? And Princess," one of the guards said when he recognised the two of them. "What are you doing out here at this time of night?" He glanced around, and waved for the rest of the guards to lower their pikes.

"Would you believe me if I said that we felt like going on a midnight stroll?" Lorissa suggested, raising an eyebrow.

The guard who'd spoken tilted his head and looked skeptically at the elder girl. "Not really, no. Especially dressed like that. It's too cold for thin cotton." He narrowed his eyes. "What are you really up to?"

"You'd probably not believe me if I told you... Sergeant," Lorissa replied, moving closer to the guard to read his shoulder markings.

"Yeah? Try me."

"All right. I'm on my way out to the stable to fuck my gryphon, and my sister's coming along to watch and probably eat me out afterwards."

A long, uncomfortable silence followed Lorissa's bold statement, broken only by the hooting of an owl somewhere in the forest. "If you have no further questions, we'll be on our way," Lorissa said. "Come on, Mel." She stopped and turned after a few steps. "Oh, and feel free to check up on us. We won't mind."

Melanie was aware of the guards' stares as Lorissa strolled away in the direction of the stable, seemingly unconcerned with their reactions. She looked back briefly, and saw the guards watching them go, staring in bewilderment. "I can't believe you said that!" she hissed.

"What else would I say? Best to shock them with something far-fetched than make weak excuses." Lorissa shrugged. "I'm sure at least one of them will come along for the show. The more the merrier, I think."

"What if they tell someone?"

"We'll just have to make it worth their while to keep our little secret, won't we? Besides, it's not as if there are any laws against it. It's a rural kingdom -- I'd bet there are lots of farmers who share lonely nights with their animals."

Melanie muttered a few words under her breath before she spoke up. "That's fine for them, but what about us?"

"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it."

The girls moved somewhat hurriedly to the stable, eager to get out of the cold. The door opened easily, without its usual creak of protest. "Huh. Someone's oiled the hinges," Lorissa commented as she moved into the stable. She groped along the wall until she found the shelf upon which was usually stored a lantern and a lighter. "Damn it, where is... ah, got it." She fumbled about on the shelf until she found the lighter, and began to strike the flint, trying to produce a spark in the tinder.

While Lorissa worked on getting some light, Melanie went to Bren's stall. The big gryphon was sprawled on his side, his wings folded to his back. He lifted his head and blinked sleepily at the girl, uttering a quiet chirp. "Hey there, Bren," Melanie murmured, crouching down beside him and reaching out a hand to lightly stroke over his soft neck feathers.

Bren chirped again and lowered his head, keeping his golden eyes upon Melanie as she stroked him. A muttered oath came from behind her, followed by a small flare of light. "Aha! Got it!"

In short order Lorissa had the lantern blazing gently. She brought it over and hung it on the provided hook attached to the stall's wall, illuminating the stall with flickering pale yellow-orange light. "Hello, big boy," she said softly, moving in beside her sister to stroke a hand over the gryphon's loam-coloured fur.

The gryphon chirred quietly and swivelled his head around to nuzzle his beak against Lorissa's hand.

Several minutes were spent scratching, rubbing and stroking over Bren's head and body, eliciting churrs of pleasure from him. When Lorissa started working over his lower belly, he rolled over until he was on his back, much like a dog would.

Melanie watched as her sister moved her hands closer to her gryphon's sheath, until the girl slipped her fingers over it and began to stroke firmly.

Bren seemed to enjoy that a lot, as it wasn't long before the roundly pointed tip of his penis slipped into view, glistening slightly in the lantern's light. He churred quietly, closing his eyes and letting his rider have her way with him.

"Good gryphon," Lorissa murmured, watching his cock as it grew from her vigorous stroking. "Mel, keep stroking while I get my kit off."

Startled by the unexpected request, Melanie didn't immediately respond. As Lorissa got up and began to remove her clothing, she shuffled over and resumed the sheath rubbing. It felt warm, and slightly rough, to touch. She could feel the shaft within pulsing gently through the thin skin. Bren's cock was at about six inches now, and swelling nicely. Melanie gazed at it, examining the dark veins that striated it. She remembered how the gryphon's semen had tasted, and suddenly she had a strong urge to.... Before she could think too much about it the girl lowered her head and took the tip of Bren's shaft between her lips. Her tongue swirled around it, and as she inhaled through her nose the unique flavour of it came to her. It wasn't as strong as his cum, but it still tasted a bit like rusty iron. She slipped her head down a bit more, until the shaft was just entering her throat. The cock pulsed, and suddenly she gagged as a spurt of pre-cum hit her tonsils.

"Trying to deep-throat him already?" Lorissa, now naked, crouched down beside Melanie and lightly patted the girl on the back. "That takes a bit of practice you know."

"Wasn't expecting him to shoot," Melanie coughed out. "It's only my first time, after all."

"And may there be plenty more times. Go on; have another go," Lorissa said with a smile. "The trick is to get it down your throat before your gag reflex kicks in. Gulping as it goes in might help."

With her big sister's guidance, Melanie learned the basics of sucking cock, from kissing the tip to licking up and down the shaft to taking as much as she could into her mouth and throat. The girth made it difficult to get more than an inch or so into her throat, but she figured she might be able to use the skills on a man - if she could find one she liked enough to be intimate with.

"That's enough for now, I think. I don't want him to blow before he gets inside me." Lorissa grinned and gave her sister a soft kiss on the lips, before pressing her tongue into Melanie's mouth.

Melanie was briefly taken aback, but she submitted to the kiss, sliding her arms around Lorissa and pulling her closer as they kissed, exploring each other's mouths with wiggling tongues.

Lorissa broke the kiss eventually, licking her lips. "Get undressed, hon. We should both be nude to enjoy ourselves better."

While Melanie disrobed, Lorissa slipped her lips over Bren's cock, mmming quietly as she did so, bringing the shaft to its full length. The younger girl watched as Lorissa swallowed and pushed her head down, taking the gryphon's member right down to the sheath. She stayed still for a moment before she slowly pulled her head up to get her breath. "Mmm, I think he's ready for me," she said, pushing herself up to straddle Bren's lower body.

Having not seen the moment of penetration on the previous occasion, Melanie was rather curious to see it played out. She sat herself down beside Bren's flanks, eyeing the somewhat dangerous looking claws that were pawing the air, and focused her attention on Lorissa's nether regions. "Does he like being ridden like that?"

"He's okay with it, but he's happier when I'm giving him lots of tummy rubs while I do it. You can do that for me."

"Sure," Melanie agreed with a smile. She shuffed closer to Bren's head and began to rub her hands over his coarsely furred chest, watching as her sister grasped Bren's cock and positioned the tip of it at her vulva. Lorissa rubbed it over her hairless labia, nudged it between them and gradually impaled herself upon it, taking it slowly.

"Mmmph, I never get over how thick he is," Lorissa muttered, panting softly as she began to bounce carefully, pushing down more onto the gryphon's cock. Her sex lips were stretched wide apart from Bren's girth, and her abdomen was bulging slightly from the mass being forced deep inside her. Finally the girl had Bren fully buried in her, some ten inches or so. "Oof!"

Melanie looked at her sister, legs spread wide over the bulk of Bren's body, her taut labia testifying to the gryphon's size, her somewhat triumphant grin, and wondered just what it'd be like to be in Lorissa's position, perched on a gryphon with his cock sheath-deep inside her. "I think I envy you, sis," she said, resuming her stroking when she noticed that she'd stopped to ogle Lorissa.

"Really? You wanna ride this bad boy?" Lorissa asked as she pushed up to let some of Bren's cock slip out of her. She paused for a moment, then sank down onto it again. "I thought you wanted to wait for the right man, first?"

"I do, but... I guess that just looks so... perverted and hot." Melanie could feel heat coming to her cheeks as she continued, "And I want to experience it for myself. You've corrupted me."

Lorissa smiled, and leaned forward to lightly brush her fingertips over Melanie's cheek. "And I'm glad I have. It's something of a relief to have someone I can share my fantasies and secrets with."

"And someone to eat you out?" Melanie added with a wry grin. She captured one of her sister's fingers and began to suck on it as if it were a cock, albeit a very thin one.

"Mm, that too," Lorissa murmured, withdrawing her finger. She began to ride Bren more vigorously, gyrating her rump as she bucked up and down. "You're the best carpet muncher a girl could ask for. Mmph!"

"You shave! You don't have a carpet!" Melanie pointed out, poking out her tongue. "You barely have a doormat."

"Whatever," snorted Lorissa. "You know what I mean."

The girls fell silent, aside from Lorissa's increasingly loud moans of ecstasy as she bounced upon her mount's thick shaft. Her movements became more impassioned as she strove to reach climax. A bit of furious clit-rubbing finally brought her over the edge. Letting out a drawn-out moan, Lorissa shivered and fell forward, resting her upper body upon Bren's as she went through the throes of orgasm. It was over a minute before she pushed herself upright again, brushing back the strands of red hair that had fallen over her face, and wiping at the sweat on her forehead. "Time for a rest before I go on," she panted, carefully easing herself off Bren's member and collapsing onto the straw-covered ground.

"How long do your sessions usually last?" Melanie asked, glancing at Bren's now vacant cock. It was covered in her sister's juices, as well as a bit of white froth. Without waiting for an answer, she straddled Bren's chest and shuffled forward to take the sticky rod into her mouth. At this angle it was a bit easier to handle it, and she bobbed her head upon the length with gusto, cleaning it of Lorissa's cunt cream.

"You love the taste of my pussy, don't you?" Lorissa asked wryly when Melanie lifted her head up, licking her lips. She shook her head and chuckled. "To answer your question, anything up to a couple hours, depending on how tired I am. Though sometimes Bren just keeps on fucking even when I'm exhausted." She got to her feet and staggered out of the stall, returning a few seconds later hefting a bale of hay. Spreading her shirt out over it, she flopped down onto it and lay back, spreading her legs. "Wanna get in a lick before I get Bren up?"

Melanie blushed and nodded, moving off Bren to crouch down between her sister's legs. She gazed upon the smooth perfection of Lorissa's sex, which was marred only by a bit of froth clinging to her labia and clit. Almost shyly, she looked up into Lorissa's hazel eyes, and moved her head forward to lightly flick the tip of her tongue over her sister's clit, swiping off the cream. Smiling at the soft gasp she elicited, she slowly, teasingly traced the lines of the elder girl's vulva, gently restoring it to pristine condition. Once she'd removed all traces of white, she delved into the inviting recess of Lorissa's quim, wiggling her tongue deeply to taste the musky nectar inside. She slipped her hands beneath her sister's legs and pushed them up, fully exposing the girl's sex.

Soft moans of delight accompanied Melanie's vaginal exploration. When her tongue had begun to feel sore from probing for the last drop of juice, she pulled out and shifted her attention to the pointed nub of Lorissa's clit. She took it gently in her teeth and nibbled on it, eliciting a yelp and clenching of legs. Melanie teased the poor girl a little more with some more nibbling, then moved lower. She'd touched upon Lorissa's anus only briefly on the previous occasion, but this time she was feeling more adventurous.

Hesitating for a moment, Melanie gently brushed her tongue over her sister's rear hole, feeling it clench and relax at the soft touch. It felt weird doing something so taboo, but the act of rimming her sister made her feel strangely alive. Her life had certainly become more interesting since she'd discovered Lorissa beneath her gryphon.

She moved her hands to spread Lorissa's buttocks apart, further exposing her crinkled arsehole. Pulling back a little, she gazed at it, watching it clenching and relaxing. There was something beautiful about it, despite its function. Melanie lowered her head and began to lick around and over the taut sphincter.

"Mmm, you're good at that," Lorissa murmured, reaching a hand between her legs and lightly rubbing at her pussy, concentrating on her clit. "I'd never guess that you were a virgin to this kind of thing."

"Thanks," replied Melanie, looking up and smiling. "Haven't you had anyone do this before?"

Lorissa shook her head. "Not really. Seems to be a bit of a turnoff for some guys, not surprisingly. Feels damned good, though."

Melanie licked a few more times at the twitching ring of muscle then asked, "Have you ever... uh, been taken anally?"

"A few times, mostly by Bren, if I'm honest," Lorissa admitted. "Hurt like nothing I'd ever felt before the first time, especially when he knotted." She rubbed more vigorously at her clit, moaning loudly as her younger sister resumed rimming her. When she was almost at the point of climax again she stopped and sat up, panting. "Okay... I think I'm ready for the main act." She swung herself off the hay bale and bent down to lightly slap Bren's flank. "Bren, up!"

Squawking quietly in complaint in having to move, Bren complied, rolling over and pushing himself to his feet. He had a good shake, causing a small cloud of hay and dust to drift through the air, and inducing a small fit of sneezing in the girls. "Thanks a lot, buddy," Lorissa coughed, trying to avoid breathing in too much of the dust raised. She went over to him and slipped her arms around his neck, giving him a gentle cuddle and rubbing her cheek against his, stroking her fingers over his auburn feathers. He churred in response and tried to lick her shoulder.

Smiling, Lorissa turned and climbed onto the hay bale, positioning herself on hands and knees. "Come on, Bren," she said, wagging her rump slowly. "Come and get some hot pussy."

Bren seemed to know exactly what to do, probably through his experiences during the past few months. He padded around to stand behind Lorissa, then straddled her, sliding his furry belly over her rump and back as he got into position. His member had shrunk a little with the lack of stimulation, but when the tip of it slipped between the girl's sex lips and into the snug heat beyond, it seemed to swell again to stretch her open and probe her depths.

Lorissa dug her fingers into the hay and gasped as the gryphon's cock sank into her sex, pushing herself against Bren's larger bulk to sheathe every inch of him inside her. Once he was buried, he shifted position slightly and began to thrust, in his rough, animalistic manner.

Melanie watched with fascination as her elder sister was bred by her gryphon. Wanting a better view, she took the lamp and crouched down beside them, holding the light up see the thick, red-purple member slithering in and out of Lorissa's juicy muff. His cock glistened with her nectar, and she could smell a slight musk coming from their illicit union.

She pulled back a bit to watch her sister as she moved with her mount's thrusts. Lorissa's breasts swung as she rocked back and forth, jiggling slightly when he bottomed out within her. Quiet grunts came from her throat as she took Bren's maleness to the hilt.

"You know, I'd have thought we'd have at least one guard here by now," Melanie mused, turning and glancing at the dirt-encrusted window. "To satisfy their curiosity at least." She stood up and went to the window, looking out into the night. Though she couldn't see much through the dirt, she could vaguely make out a person-sized shadow moving through the darkness. "Scratch that. We have a visitor."

"Invite him in," Lorissa suggested, turning her head to grin at her younger sister. "Maybe you can persuade him to not tell anyone."

Melanie blushed and turned away, hurrying to the door. She opened it, and shivered as the cold night air came through the opening. Goosebumps rose up all over her skin as she crept around to the side of the stable. She watched the guard approaching, and smiled at his attempts to be stealthy. "Oi!" she hissed, waving at him. "Get in here!"

The guard visibly jumped, uttering a startled oath, but to his credit he recovered quickly and moved to follow Melanie back into the stable.

Once the guard had come in, Melanie closed the door behind him, and went over to her sister again. Lorissa craned her neck around to look at the guard. "Don't just stand there like a stunned fish," she said. "Get over here."

Opening and closing his mouth a few times, the guard eventually complied, somehow looking fascinated and mortified at the same time.

Bren was cawing gently as he humped deeply into the teenager beneath him. He turned his head to fix an eye upon the guard, watching him intently.

Melanie smiled at him, though she still blushed when his eyes looked over her nude body. "Well, she wasn't kidding," she said. "What's your name?"

"Uh... Jared," the young man replied. He brushed a lock of flaxen hair away from his brown eyes, which were wide with shock as he tried to take in the tableau of two naked girls and a gryphon. His legs wobbled slightly, and he leaned against a wall for support. "I, uh, dunno what to say... or think. I mean... boy, you'll be in so much trouble when you're found out."

"We don't plan on getting rumbled," Lorissa muttered, before letting out a grunt as she changed position to ease the pressure on her hands. "Ooh, fuck! That's really deep! I can feel his knot growing in me, now!"

"Would you really tell on us?" Melanie murmured, getting to her feet and moving over to Jared. "We could make it worth your while to stay quiet."

The young man shook his head, looking dazed. "Well, I might not... but what about the other guys? You, uh, pretty much announced it to everyone."

"I'm sure we could work something out... even if I have to fuck every one of them," Lorissa said. "Mmm, not that I'd mind that. Gods, I'd love a gangbang!" She snaked an arm beneath her body and slipped her fingers over her clit, rubbing firmly at it. "Now I'm really horny!"

"You weren't before?" Melanie asked with a laugh. She turned back to Jared, whose gaze was fixed upon the joining of gryphon and young girl before him. "What do you think?" She slipped an arm around him and gazed at his face. He wasn't the most attractive guy she'd ever seen, but there was something in his boyish looks that appealed to her.

"I, uh, don't need sex to keep quiet," Jared said, his cheeks going a light shade of pink, "though it might be nice. I'm, um... a virgin." He looked down at the straw-covered floor, though his gaze couldn't help but rest momentarily upon the rough triangle of curly red hair that surmounted Melanie's sex.

Melanie smiled. "That's all right. So am I." She glanced at Lorissa, who seemed to be on the verge of climax, panting hard and frigging herself furiously. "She and I have done stuff together, but I'm still fully intact. I'd bet she'd want to be present when I do finally get my cherry picked, too."

"Oh, yeah," panted Lorissa, lifting her head and grinning at her sister. "You wouldn't let me miss out on your first fuck, would you?" The movements of her fingers got faster, causing drops of her and Bren's juices to fly everywhere. "Fuck, I'm gonna...!" She gritted her teeth for a moment, then let out a long, drawn out, shuddering cry of ecstasy as she climaxed. She pushed herself fully onto her gryphon's maleness, her quim clenching and relaxing erratically around the cock and knot wedged tightly inside her.

Bren kept humping for a bit before his own squawking announced his peak. His head lifted slightly, and his eyes closed, as if he was revelling in the sensation of Lorissa's cunt milking the seed from his heavy balls.

A bright red blush covered Jared's cheeks as he watched Lorissa and her mount sharing their orgasms. "I... I don't know whether to watch or look away," he murmured, moving his eyes to look at the window, the walls, then back to the action.

"I know the feeling," replied Melanie with a smile. She glanced briefly down at Jared's crotch, and her smile turned into a grin. "Even if you object, your cock doesn't." Teasingly, she placed a hand upon the bulge showing in the guard's trousers and rubbed firmly, feeling how it twitched at her touch.

Jared looked down as well, and his cheeks darkened a little more. "I, uh, have no complaints, but... this is just... embarrassing. It's like watching my folks going at it."

"Except with my sister and her gryphon," Melanie pointed out. She continued stroking the young man's crotch, wondering what hid beneath the forest green fabric. "It's a lot to take in, I know." She smiled and moved around to face Jared. "You know, you're rather cute when you're blushing." She leaned in and planted a gentle kiss on his lips.

His eyes widened in bewilderment. "I, uh... thanks, I think." He looked down, found that he was looking at Melanie's breasts, then quickly jerked his gaze up again to look into her grey eyes.

"I think you need a little loosening up," Melanie said, chuckling at Jared's reactions. "A little less than this one over here," she added, jerking her thumb at her sister. She looked over, and saw that Lorissa was stretched out beneath her gryphon, resting her head on her hands with her rump firmly impaled on Bren's pulsing shaft.

"Oh, shut up," murmured Lorissa, who looked as if she'd be purring if she'd been a cat. "Just you wait until you've had a gryphon dick up you." She shifted position, pushing herself up onto all fours again. "I feel so full... it's wonderful."

"Maybe," Melanie responded, "but I'd rather start with something a little smaller." She turned back to Jared and slipped an arm around him, before resuming rubbing his crotch bulge. "What do you say to getting a little practical experience, Jared?"

"Uh... I dunno," Jared said, unable to prevent his member from responding to the girl's gentle stroking. His legs started shaking, and he moved away from Melanie to sit down on the ground, leaning his back against the stall wall.

Melanie chuckled softly and followed the young man to the ground, crouching beside him. "We can take it slowly. I'd hate to scare you off sex for life." She reached for Jared's fly and began to undo the buttons, taking her time.

He watched her with a little trepidation, but with fascination as well as she freed his turgid shaft from its cloth confines. "What are you going to do?"

"Mmm, stroke you, and suck you off," Melanie said, fully releasing Jared's cock. She grasped it in her hand and gently tugged at it, watching his foreskin sliding up and down over his glans. It was oddly satisfying to watch as the pink-purple cockhead appeared and disappeared as she stroked him. A sheen of precum made it glisten. "This is the first human cock I've had a chance to play with," she admitted. It fitted nicely in her hand, about five inches long, and not too thick; the perfect size for a virgin girl. Maybe someday soon it would find its way into her sex, but not tonight.

Melanie shifted around so that she was kneeling between Jared's legs. Lowering her head, she inhaled the musky, slightly sweaty scent of his member, before pressing her lips to the head. She kissed it a few times, then slipped her tongue out to swirl it over the glistening glans. She reached between her legs and lightly fingered her clit as she slid her lips over Jared's shaft and began to bob her head, flicking the tip of her tongue against his frenum as she fellated him.

Jared could only watch in wonder as he experienced his first blowjob. He brushed a hand over Melanie's head, twining his fingers in her frizzy red hair, admiring how it shone in the flickering lamplight. Now and then she pulled back and looked up at him, smiling as she did so. "How's it feel?"

"It... it feels damned good," the young man replied, smiling back. "Keep it up, and you'll get something for your trouble."

"It's no trouble at all," Melanie said, lifting her head. She grasped his cock in her left hand and began to stroke it, adding a slight twisting motion as she did so. His foreskin slipped up and down over his glans, smearing pre and saliva over it. She wiggled lower and began licking at his scrotum, which tightened and retracted slightly in response.

"Oh, fuck!" Jared muttered, slouching down a bit and pushing his balls against Melanie's mouth. "Keep doing that!"

A tired chuckle came from the other side of the stall. "Sounds like you've already got him close to creaming, sis," Lorissa said.

Melanie sat up and looked around at her sister. She was still impaled on Bren's member, though it looked as if the gryphon might be close to pulling out, from the way he was tugging at Lorissa's rump. "Only natural, if it's his first time." She kept stroking Jared's cock, feeling it twitching and pulsing. She could hear his quiet panting as he neared climax as well.

"Getting close," Jared said, his toes flexing as his orgasm built up. He leaned back against the wall and tensed up, a few low grunts escaping his throat.

The young girl was suddenly torn with indecision, between wanting to see Bren finally pull out, leaving her elder sister's pussy gaping and drooling hot gryphon cum, and wanting to catch Jared's load. Even then, she couldn't decide if she wanted it in her mouth, or, playing to her new-found sense of adventure, over her face and breasts.

A strangled exclamation drew her attention back to the man before her. As she did so, the first volley of semen fired out of Jared's cock and hit her squarely on the right cheek. Surprised, she opened her mouth, and received the next spurt full in her throat, causing her to cough and gag. By the time she'd managed to get her breath, Jared's climax was over, and her face and hair were dripping with thick, translucent goo. She sucked his cock into her mouth, stripping the last of his seed from the already softening shaft and swallowing it. "Gods, I must look a mess!" she said wryly.

"Yeah, you do," panted Jared, smiling at the cum-spattered girl between his legs. "But you're a hot-looking mess." He leaned forward and swiped a finger through a streak of cum on her cheek. He inspected his finger, then put it in his mouth, sucking it clean. "Interesting," he murmured, poking out his tongue.

Melanie licked her lips. "Doesn't taste too bad. It's a lot different from Bren's." A wet slurp came from behind her, and she turned to see that the gryphon had finally disengaged from Lorissa's well-used sex. His dark red-purple cock dangled beneath him, dripping a combination of his and the teenager's juices. "Speaking of which...." She left Jared and quickly moved over to Bren. Watched by her sister and Jared, Melanie grasped the gryphon's slimy cock and pulled it into her mouth. Bren chirped a query as she sucked it clean, savouring the unusual mélange of his metallic-tasting cum and her sister's milder, and slightly frothy, nectar. As she pulled back, swallowing the mouthful of cum she'd gotten, she glanced at his knot. It was still about as large as her fist, even shrunk down from its full size. Once again the thought of him being buried deep in her cunt, knot stretching her to the limit, ran through her mind. She licked her lips again, then moved to take care of Lorissa.

The elder girl shifted onto her back, groaning as cramped muscles complained. Bren moved out of the way, sprawling on the straw to lick at himself, allowing his rider move room to spread out. "Ohh, fuck... feels good to lie down," she muttered. As Melanie got between her legs and began to lick at her loose sex, she looked over at Jared. "Wanna join in? Plenty to go around."

"Uh... thanks, but I think I'll pass," answered the guard. "No offence meant, but... you have just been fucked by a gryphon. I'm not sure I like the taste of my own cum, let alone his."

"Fair enough," Lorissa said with a wide smile. "It's an acquired taste for sure." She stroked her sister's head and pushed it against her crotch. "Mmm, Mel thought the same, but look at her now. She can't get enough of my cunt and his jizz."

Jared shrugged. "Maybe I'm not as perverted as you two are." He pushed himself upright and fastened his fly, attempting to make himself look as if he hadn't just been sucked off. "Having said that...." He trailed off, looking at the two girls thoughtfully. "Well, if you think you can put up with a novice like me, I'd appreciate some... experience."

"You and I can learn together, perhaps," Melanie said, lifting her head up. A small bit of froth was stuck to her top lip. "It'd be nice to have someone else to play with, someone else to share our perversions."

"Mmm. Maybe." Jared coughed and scratched behind one ear. "Let me think on it for a while. It's not something to approach lightly, especially as keeping secrets from my colleagues isn't the easiest task in the world."

Lorissa grinned. "I'd love to see their reactions when they found out you'd been getting some royal pussy."

Jared blushed and shook his head. "I haven't gone that far!"

"But you will, if Lori has anything to say about it." Melanie grinned at her sister. "She told me that she'd love to fuck all the guards, given the chance. Helpings of princess sandwich all round."

"Well, I guess if you put it that way...." Jared brushed a hand through his hair and chuckled nervously. "Maybe you should give me some private lessons first, before anything like that comes about."

"Of course. We'll get in touch," Lorissa promised. She leaned forward and tapped Melanie lightly on the nose. "There's still some cum in my cunt, sis," she said.

Melanie giggled and nodded. "Sorry." She lowered her head and resumed licking at Lorissa's snatch, slipping her tongue deep into the warm, cum-slimed passage.

Jared shook his head again, a wry smile on his face. "I'll leave you to it, shall I? I'll look forward to seeing you again soon."

"Mm, don't worry. You will; you can count on it." Lorissa flashed him a grin and a wink. "Tell all your friends!" She suddenly hissed as Melanie nibbled at her sensitive clit.

"Uh-huh." Jared nodded and turned to leave the stable. "The guys aren't gonna believe this," he muttered as he pushed open the door.

Once the young guard had gone, Lorissa reached for her sister's head and pulled it further into her crotch. "Nggh, I think we've got ourselves a new playmate," she said, panting as Melanie nibbled and slurped at her sex. "Ohh, fuck, make me come again, Mel!"

Melanie pushed her sister's legs up, and while Lorissa kept them up she slipped two fingers into her quim to lube them, then eased them into the tight crinkled sphincter below whilst she licked and sucked vigorously at Lorissa's clit.

The combination of anal fingering and clit teasing soon had Lorissa climaxing again, and Melanie was treated to another helping of cunt cream mingled with what remained of Bren's seed. As she swallowed the illicit concoction, she once again thought about how strange it tasted; it was almost on verge of tasting disgusting, yet there was something about it that she liked. Or maybe it was because the depravity of it added a certain spice to it.

She spent a short time making sure that she'd cleaned out her sister as much as she could, before sitting up and letting loose a cum-flavoured burp. "Yummy."

Lorissa sat up wearily and smiled. "You're turning into a little cum slut, aren't you?" she said, lowering her legs and swinging them onto the floor. "Oof! I feel knackered!" She looked at Melanie and grinned. "You have a little something there... and there, and there...." She pointed at several places on her younger sibling's head where cum had congealed.

"No kidding," Melanie muttered good-naturedly. "I'll take care of it properly when we get back, though in the meantime...." She got up and went searching around the stable for a minute, then came back rubbing over her face with a dirty rag. "This'll have to do."

Lorissa stood up, had a good stretch, then went over to Bren, who was now lying down with his foreclaws crossed, watching the two girls with half closed eyes. He opened them fully as his rider approached, and squawked quietly. She put her arms around his neck and burrowed her face into his auburn feathers whilst stroking down his furry flank.

A pang of envy went through Melanie as she watched her sister cuddling Bren, and she wondered if she could have the same sort of relationship with her own mount, Blackwing. She'd never thought of him as much more than a convenient form of transport, but Lorissa obviously saw more in her gryphon than just his strength and flying capability.

Chewing on her bottom lip, Melanie went to the neighbouring stall, where Blackwing was currently sprawled out on his side. As his name implied, his wings were black, as were the rest of his feathers, but his fur was a mousy brown, with a darker brown tuft at the tip of his tail. He was barely visible in the dim light shining through from Bren's stall. As she stepped in, the gryphon opened his eyes and lifted his head, murmuring a quiet chirrup of query.

The girl crouched down beside Blackwing, looking into his golden eyes, which shone slightly in the reflected light. She reached out a hand and stroked it over his neck feathers, moving to caress his chest. He chirruped again and tilted his head. Carefully she leaned against him, sliding her arms around his neck and resting her head against it. She could feel his pulse beneath the soft feathers, and a gentle warmth radiating from his body. "Mmm, warm," she murmured, stroking her fingers over his slightly coarse fur.

After a couple minutes Melanie heard Lorissa come into the stall. "Hi, sis," she said, disengaging herself from Blackwing and turning to look. "I just... felt like cuddling up to Blackwing, like you were doing with Bren."

Lorissa crouched down beside Melanie and slipped her arm around to cuddle her. "Feeling as if you want to know Blackwing as well as I know Bren, huh?" she asked, planting a soft kiss on her younger sister's forehead.

"Yeah, I guess so." Melanie smiled and ran a hand down Blackwing's flank, feeling the powerful muscles twitching beneath her fingertips. "You've shown Bren to be more than just an animal; he seems to be a good lover as well, even if he's acting more on instinct than emotion."

"That's true. I'd swear that Bren acts like a human guy sometimes; he doesn't just fuck me hard out like a dog would; his movements are more... careful? As if he knows that I'm more delicate than a gryphon hen." Lorissa reached out a hand and joined Melanie in stroking Blackwing, eliciting a happy chirring from the gryphon.

Melanie suddenly yawned widely. "You know, we really should be getting back," she murmured. "As nice as this is, I don't want to spend most of the day yawning, especially during the geography class."

"Mmm, I'm with you on that." Lorissa patted Blackwing's flank and got to her feet, opening her mouth wide in her own yawn. "We need to get out during the day so we don't have to lose sleep to be with our lovers."

Lovers. Melanie hadn't thought of Blackwing as being a lover, but watching her sister with Bren, enjoying the illicit coupling of gryphon and human, made her realise that he could be. She smiled and planted a soft kiss on her gryphon's beak, then stood up. "Goodnight, Blackwing."

Lorissa smiled, and led the way out of the stall. "I think he'd be a good lover for you. He's smaller than Bren, so you could more easily handle being fucked by him."

"Maybe. Let's just take it a step at a time, huh?" Melanie picked up her shirt and trousers and began to pull them on, muttering about how cold they were. She then took the hay bales back to their original places. "I think I can still smell the sex in here," she mused aloud.

"Yeah, you're right, but it'll be gone by full morning, I'm sure," Lorissa replied after having a sniff. She brushed the straw dust off her clothes, gave Bren one last stroke over his head, then headed for the door, leaving Melanie to snuff the lamp and put it back on its shelf.

The girls were met by guards again as they neared the castle door. "Sergeant," Lorissa said when she recognised his face. "Everything quiet?"

"Uh, yes, your Highness," the man replied, his gaze flicking quickly over both girls. He hesitated for a moment when he glanced at Melanie's hair, then looked back to Lorissa. "Nothing, uh, unusual to report." There were a few snickers from the other men, but they went quiet when he shot them a look. "We haven't seen anything."

"Very good, Sergeant," Lorissa answered with a curt nod. "Carry on." With that, she continued walking, Melanie trailing behind her.

Looking back over her shoulder, Melanie saw the guards standing around, watching them go. "You know, I think the sergeant suspects you were telling the truth now," she said. "And from the way he was looking at me, I probably still have cum in my hair."

"Uh-huh. A nice streak of it that you missed with the rag." Lorissa gestured at her own head to point out where it was on her sister.

"Damn! I'll need probably need to bathe before bed." Melanie groaned, then followed up with a wide yawn. "But I'm tired."

"Just wet your hair and run a comb through it. That should do in the meantime." Having come to the back door, Lorissa twisted the latch and pushed through into the foyer beyond. She closed the door as quietly as she could after Melanie passed through, then both girls made for their shared bedroom, peering around every corner to make sure they didn't meet anyone on the way. They had to detour twice, but eventually they made it to their rooms without being seen.

Melanie followed her sister's advice in the bathroom down the hallway, and came back looking more like she'd just had a bath than a romp in the hay. "I think I got it all," she said, flopping down onto her bed. "What do you think?"

Lorissa, now unclothed, came over and inspected her sister's face and head. "Mm, you're good." She sat down beside Melanie and hugged her. "Happy you came out with me?"

"Yeah, I think so," Melanie said with a yawn. She leaned into Lorissa's embrace, enjoying her warmth. "It certainly turned out a lot differently than I'd expected."

"That's not such a bad thing. Life would be rather boring if we didn't get surprises." Lorissa got up and pulled back the furs on the bed. "You won't mind if I sleep with you tonight?"

Melanie shook her head as she slipped into bed. "Not at all, sis." She smiled and shifted over to give her sister more room. "I almost regret not doing this sooner. It's nice to share a bed with someone."

"Unless they snore," Lorissa quipped as she snuggled in next to the younger girl. She pulled the furs up and squirmed around until she was cuddling Melanie.

"Do I snore?"

"No, but I have slept with guys who do. It's awful. And they don't admit to it either." Lorissa yawned and nibbled her sister's neck. No spoke for a short while, until she broke the silence. "Do you think Jared will join us?"

There was no response for a few seconds, then Melanie answered sleepily, "I dunno. He seems fairly keen, though maybe not so much about playing with gryphons."

"Mmm. Give me time, and I'm sure I could bring him around."

"You're so depraved," muttered Melanie, yawning.

"Depravity's underrated, and it's something I'm good at," Lorissa murmured with a chuckle.

"No kidding." Melanie yawned again. "Anyway, why don't you shut up and sleep? You might be used to late night encounters, but I'm not."

Lorissa giggled. "Sorry, hon." She stroked her hand over her sibling's cheek and gave her another kiss on the neck. "Goodnight."

"Mmm. G'night."

Lorissa lay awake, spooned up against Melanie, listening to the younger girl's breathing deepen and settle into a slow rhythm, before she let herself drift off to join Melanie in sleep. Her last thoughts were of what might happen in the coming days. Jared's participation seemed like a safe bet. She wondered if he could help out with satisfying her craving for a double fuck -- man and beast, driving into her body, filling her with hot, hard cock meat....

Smiling enigmatically to herself, Lorissa cuddled up more and let herself be carried away on wings of slumber.