Takumori's First Dolphin
Warning! Warning!
The following story contains hot, wet, rampant yiff between a female dolphin morph and a quad dragon, and mentions of gryphons to boot! If you do not like or approve of suhc things, or under the legal age of your home territory, go no further, this is definetely adult stuff:)
On the other hand, if you like such, please keep on reading!:)
Finna is (c) her player, Calafin. Takumori is (c) Takumori Softwing, our beloved pet. Pearl is (c) her creater, Calafin(and if you want more of hir, ask:)
YPBS and all related characters/beings/universes are (c) the Author, John Calafin.
Hope you enjoy! comments, constructive critiques and such are welcome:) Flames will be used to roasty marshmellows;)
Finna gave a low trill as she stepped from the shower, using a towel to wipe most of the water off but leaving the rest on her blubber to keep it slick. Glancing in a mirror mounted on one wall, she giggled and turned, wiggling her rump at it; she didn't want to have any lingering dirt on herself, after all.
A playful pair of sea-foam green eyes peered at the form before them in the mirror, a 6'5" bottlenose dolphin female with strong counter colouring smiling back at her, the posture and form a mix between a gymnast, a hula dancer, and a contortionist. Her form was lithe and agile, a heavy C cup bosom perked on her chest as she spun, her thick tail ending hanging a foot from the floor, her muscular rump tensing as she trilled, savoring the feel of the steam on her skin.
A warm churr came from her as she slid a hand between her breasts and blew a kiss at the mirror, walking to her clothes and giving a surprised squeak as the ladies shower room opened, a gryphon's head peeking in, redolent in snow white feathers and bright blue eyes, a yellow beak smiling and giving a low whistle "you ready girl?"
Putting on her bikini top and reaching for her bottom, she churred softly "ready for what Pearl? Another round with you? Anytime!". Stepping into the room, the herm gryhon gave a low, growling murr, drawing a giggle from her "Don't tempt me young lady, you'll be late for your shoot, and much as I'd love humping you right there on the tile, we *do* have deadlines to meet" Sym was the new 'events' coordinator, substituting in for their normal one, but shi was doing a god enough job they might keep hir there.
Turning to put on her best pout, she nodded "Ohh, allright.. maybe another time? you need to get out from behind that desk more often..." The Gryphoness gave an amused squeep in answer, Hirself dressed in a one piece suit that did nothing to hide hir Copious endowments, either between hir legs or upon hir chest "Just because you, I, and that hornball Stoner did you for 5 hours straight in the studio yesterday doesn't mean I can get out of doing my job, you horny thing.. lets make a deal, you get this shoot off without a hitch, and maybe you and I can have some fun after hours, hmmm?". Licking her beak, Finna remembered how good it had felt yesterday to have those feathers and fur rubbing against her, Pearl's oversize but not grossly huge maleness ramming in hir sex and ass as shi suckled on hir breasts, hir belly pinkening a shade.
"If my hubby agrees, deal!" was her immediate answer as she slid her bottom on and posed, grinning "how do I look?". "Like you want that thing yanked off as soon as possible... just right". Nodding with a smile, she walked to the door and gave the gorgeous herm a kiss on hir cheek, and a wink, then walked through, a sign emblazoned on the outside with "YPBS: Female Showers, males only admitted with Management authority!" declaring where she was vacating.
Swaying her hips, she whistled softly to herself, not at all minding the stares she got, a shining wet, bikini clad phinbabe walking down a hallway towards the adult studios. She actually enjoyed the stares, reminding her of how she looked but without letting it go to her head. Walking into the prep room, she glanced over the script, a low murr emanating as she stripped from the bikini and put on a bra, button up the front shirt, a pair of silk panties and then workpants, pausing to insure it fit right before heading into the filming studio proper.
The day before, she'd done the first scene in the video, of her applying for a job at a ranch run by a family of gryphons. As the script dictated, it had started nice, but before long she had her mouth wrapped around a fat piece of gryphon cockmeat, the owners 'wife', one Pearl gryphon, joining in and the two of them fucking her in every position they could do in the small office. Just thinking about it made her belly pinken, and now it was time for Scene 2, her 'grooming' a non-morphic stud dragon they had on the farm, by the name of Takumori.
Pausing to glance around the studio, she had to admit despite her husband in law Calafin's business being an Adult Entertainment Center, they had everything professional quality. Hay was strewn about the floor, wooden planks covered three walls, even a faux window had sunlight streaming in, shining on her co-star to be... and his appearance made her blow her air.
The dragon stood about 4 feet tall at the shoulder, his posture on all fours belying that he looked over 10 feet long. His scales were shined, with just a little dirt added for effect, a rippling black and red mixture of them coating his muscular, quadrupedal form. A pair of warm eyes turned to look at her, a low, friendly growl emanating from his chest as she approached, and smiled at the handler, She couldn't remember his name, but then she rarely interacted with him.
Approaching, she slowly reached out and stroked a hand along the giant dragon's head, getting a low purr in response "Friendly isn't he?". "Oh, Takumori's a sweetheart, harmless as a puppy" was the reply, a slow nod from her the response, followed by a giggle as the large dragon bumped his head up against her chest in search of more attention.
"Is he intelligent?" "Oh yes, he just can't talk, and doesn't have the ability to use his hands too well". Chittering, she nodded and took the reins around the dragon head from him, the other dragon standing back and watching as she murred "You and I are going to have some fun, hmm Taku?" His response was another purr.
"Ready when you are Finna" Grinning, she nodded "Okay, start". As the camera's rolled, She reached down and grabbed a handy sponge from a bucket of soap, starting to scrub the dragons scales as he purred even more, wiggling under her like a happy puppy. She spent several minutes scrubbing the dragons back and wings, squeaking as he occasionally nuzzled against her, a couple of times against her crotch, making her blush.
Kneeling, she scrubbed under his chin and also along his belly, and she paused, half for dramatic effect, half for real, as she stared at a bulging maleslit mounted in his belly, a heavy pair of black scaled balls behind it as she trilled. "well, got to get all of you, don't I?" She chittered for the camera, and reached up, starting to slide the sponge between the dragons hind legs, fondling his ballsac within it's soapy confines as she felt her belly begin to flush under shirt.
Low growls emanated from beside her in his chest as she fondled him, and it took only a few moments for the slit to part and the head of his dragonhood start to grow out.. and grow... and grow... the maleness finally finishing it's introduction to her as thick as her wrist and as long as a pony's, the head flared and dribbling pre, ridges running along it's length as she murred "Gods, you're huge.. no wonder you're one of the farm's studs..."
What could have been a growling laugh came from next to her, her own murr echoing it as she decided to follow the script; besides, it was what she wanted to do anyway. Reaching up and grasping the throbbing draconic pride with one hand, she opened her beak and began to lap and lick along the crown and underside, the dragon above her murring as she used her other hand to undo the front of her shirt, revealing her bra-clad breasts and letting her fondle them as she started to fellate the aroused dragon standing above her.
Lapping along his staff, she found his taste was wonderfully salty, almost like the sea, but with tasty mating hormones mixed in, her beak opening wide as her throat stretched to accommodate the huge girth, a throat used to swallow fish whole now devouring a very different prey. The dragonstud above her started to hunch his hips and growl as she murred and leaned up, rubbing her breasts on the parts of his phallus she couldn't swallow down her gulping throat.
Closing her eyes, she cooed happily as she felt the smooth scales rub against her pert nipples. She'd had dragons before, but he felt so smooth, even more so than a snake, and she'd admitted to herself ages ago she tended toward larger males, though she didn't need a big cock to enjoy herself. Timing herself to match his motions, she crooned as he humped her face gently, hot dragonpre flooding her throat and mouth as she worked him towards his edge.
It took only a few moments more before The dragon had reached his limit, and with a loud roar he began spraying his seed down her throat as she quivered under him. Groaning as she gulped down his seed, she felt herself near orgasm, and decided to break from the script a little. Pulling his member from her mouth, she lustily jacked him off with both hands, beak open as he sprayed hot seed onto her face and her breasts in the bra. The facial from the horny dragon was enough to send her over the edge, squealing and bucking her hips against the workpants she wore as he covered her in molten lust.
Feeling the dragons climax begin to slow, she murred and lapped along the side of his cock, urging the last dribblings of cum from him as she groaned and murred, her body still tingling from her orgasm as the dragon above her huffed to catch his breath. Licking her beak and giving a low murr, she stood up and gently rubbed a hand along the dragons face, giving a happy squeak "Mmm, that was wonderful..."
According to the script, she was supposed to finish washing him down, but he had other plans for this new female. As she gently rubbed his face, she felt him bump her, harder than before, and it gently knocked her onto her back. The look of shock was still on her face as he gripped her pants in his teeth and yanked them down along with her panties, drawing a surprised squeal from her. The squeal quickly turned to a low moan, however, as a forked draconic tongue was thrust into her sex, the residual ecstasy from her orgasm making it impossible for her to pull away as her sex began to be explored by the enamored dragon.
Glancing up, she saw the trainer approaching, the bespectacled dragon looking worried, but she quickly made an off camera shooing motion, cut off as more tongue was slid into her depths and she groaned, starting to buck her hips against his questing tongue as she pulled off her bra and began fondling her tits, licking her beak and moaning at the lusty drake "ohh yes, eat me, that's it.. make me cum again..." She couldn't hide a partial grin as she knew the camera's were catching every moment, her face etched in pleasure.
Apparently enjoying her words of encouragement, the large dragon purred and continued pumping his tongue into and exploring her muscular snatch, years of training with her inner muscles making it virginally tight as she bucked and moaned loudly under him, her actions growing more frantic as her clit piercing was rubbed and stroked by his muscular and dextrous tasting organ, savoring the sweet treat he'd discovered as she began to near her edge again.
Rolling her breasts in her hands, it took only a few more moments of the lashing tongue within her to make her blow her air and squeal in climax, hot liquid nectar pouring onto his tongue as she shuddered under her scaled lover. The dragon took his time, growling happily as he explored for every drop of the sweet nectar he'd discovered as she writhed in pleasure under him. After several moments, he pulled his tongue from her and nuzzled her, drawing a low coo from her as she petted him "mm, Such a Good boy..."
Slowly forcing herself to her feet, she mmmm'ed softly and nuzzled him, then churred, forcing her pleasure-drunken body into working again as she turned. The third bump of his head was unexpected, and drew a surprised whistle from her as she fell back first onto a prop bale of hay, legs and arms out to try and catch her balance. She didn't know whether he planned it that way, he was intelligent, after all, but either way, she was in the perfect position.
Gasping in surprise, she felt a weight atop her, and gave a moan as she saw his form was getting atop her, his re-aroused cock as fat as ever as it searched for a target. An inner part of her was screaming that he was too big, he couldn't talk and was a beast, there were people there trained to control him... she told that part of her mind to go fly a kite. Turning to give a momentary grin to the cameraman and assembled crew, she grasped the huge, swollen head of the dragonprick and pressed it to her sex, a hand reaching up and rubbing his head as she murred "Good boy..."
She could almost swear he smiled at her a second, then gave a loud purr as he pushed forward, sinking that fat cock into her cunt. Her hands grasped his head horns like handles as she squealed, her tight sex stretched to the limit to accommodate the huge pillar of flesh as it was hammered into her sex. He was being as gentle as he could, but he was still feral in her mind, and the thrill of zoophilia only made her moan more as her hot sex began milking its new tenant.
She felt his muscles quiver, a surprised and lusty hiss coming from him as her kleiger muscles started to work, making it feel like her cunny was giving him a blowjob, and he began hunching more energetically, spearing into her writhing, moaning form as her arms and legs wrapped around him, his scales rubbing against her blubber clad belly and breasts as she let her head fall back, simply savoring the ride. She could feel his head throbbing in her, each of those ridges stroking her in all the right ways, orgasms blossoming within her again and again as he studded this talented and tasty, slick grey female.
Her body was his to use, her mind only on how bestially good it felt to have him rutting her, her tight, slick sex stroking him in ways he'd probably never imagined before. Her swollen lips stroked each inch as she moaned, his own edge starting to near as his body tensed, hot pre firing into her cunny as she shivered in ecstasy under him, each thrust seeming to only trigger another climax within her as he huffed and grunted atop her.
Only a few moments later he roared, seeding her as she writhed, the explosion filling her belly and making it swell with his copious orgasm as her own squeal mixed with his roar in the air, both climaxing together as she grasped him tight as a child does it's mother in their dual spasms. His seed overflowed her cunt and very womb, leaking from her sex as she groaned and let him slowly relax, nuzzling him.
His pullout was gentle but quick, making her moan as his draconic pride *popped!* free of her tight, clinging sex, seed gushing out like a studded mare before she could re-tighten herself. Nuzzling him softly, she churred as he licked her face before The trainer gently led him away, a large disruption in the dragons pants. Hands lifted her up as soon as the camara was done filming and sat her on the seed and nectar coated bale of hay, then stroked her gently as a familiar voice squeaked "are you okay?"
Forcing her eyes open, she smiled at Pearl as the gryphoness gently nuzzled her, her mind still clouded in ecstasy as she coo'ed, admiring the herm and smiling at the wet spot and bulge she'd made in the gryphoness's one piece suit. "mmm, I'm fine.. So.. do you know if there's an adopt a dragon program?"