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"A-are you sure you want to do this?" Laestir asked, his voice a trembling whimper. He'd always fantasized, but he'd never been allowed inside completely.

Ceylon, the horse-sized gryphoness, looked back at him and nodded, closing her eyes slowly as the crooks of her beak curled up in a warm smile. "Of course, dear. It would be my honor!"

'her honor'? Laestir mouthed the words as a single drop of drool trickled out the side of his muzzle. His member was already stiff and smothered in the gryphon-hen's juices, but this? This was almost too much.

Almost.

"If you insist." he whispered to himself as he brought one of his talons up to the gryphon's meaty, dripping flower. Gently, he parted the lips to expose her cherry pink insides. Her tail was already raised up high to ensure her fur didn't get in the way, but as his fingers slipped between her folds, it seemed to fold over her back, the muscles pushing out the flesh and accenting her pert rump hole. He wanted to give it a lick, but was too nervous to just do it.

"Don't be shy, my dear." Ceylon panted as the dragon's talons rubbed across her lips, urging them to tense up and fold outwards, spewing some fluids down the dragon's chest and belly.

Laestir shifted forward on his knees as the gryphoness knelt down, aiming her canal right at the dragon's muzzle. He pushed his palm inwards and was ecstatic to feel his entire hand slip between her folds with ease. Her deep, inner warmth massaged his fingers and hand past the wrist, her pulsating muscular contractions seeming to pull him in deeper. He licked his chops as he brought his second hand up beside the first, wedging his fingers in between her lips and his arm, sliding them around as he pushed in deeper. To his amazement, it took very little in the way of effort to feel his second hand slip in beside his arm.

Ceylon grunted as she felt the blue dragon's arms disappear into her backside. She wiggled her hips and pushed back on the little guy, hoping he took the hint to get a little rough with her.

The message was picked up with ease, and the dragon pushed in deeper, feeling her meaty lips slide past his elbows and up his forearms. He watched with an eager disposition as her rump and open hole pushed its way down to his face. Nervous, he angled his snout away from the crevice between his arms and the lips that were swallowing him, but Ceylon pulled away and pursed her lips again, getting a single squirt to land on his lower lip, which he eagerly slurped up.

The taste was so sweet, he had to have more!

He pulled his arms out to the elbow again as he rest his muzzle between his upper arms, letting the gryphon push back as he leaned into her. He could feel her lips slide over his appendages again, this time catching on his snout before stretching to smother his face. Not yet ready to slide into her meaty passage, he stopped pushing and began to rotate his upper body, letting his elbows slide over her tender engorged pleasure spot that was throbbing against his chin. Every time one of his joints passed over the hyper sensitive spot, he could feel her tensing up before a shudder rocked through her body, ending with her lips massaging the sides of his head and her canal spurting fluids over his neck.

Part of the dragon lost himself to the eager, hungry canal, causing him to let out a deep growl that resonated through her backside as he pulled himself out then pushed back in, rotating back and forth all the while.

Ceylon could barely handle the stimulation; she wanted to be slow and passionate to get the little dragon eager and comfortable inside her, but like Laestir, her feral instincts took over and she did what any feral gryph would do. With one lurching motion, she loosened her muscles, arched her back, reared back her head in a moan, and pushed back onto the dragon's diving form. With one swift movement, she felt her lips pass over the crest of his head, horns, and over the underside of his shoulder to envelop his upper body!

Laestir struggled inside, squirming back and forth, but quickly came to terms with the soft moist confines that were smothering him. Relinquishing himself to his caring partner, he raised one leg to his foot to push upwards. He could feel his wingtips poking at either side of Ceylon's rump, but her ravenous depths wanted no part in slowing him down.

Once again arching her back, she pushed down again, forcing the dragon's wings flat against him as her stretchy folds slid over his form, swallowing his entire torso to let his legs, tail, cock, and wingtips stick out of her. She wiggled back and forth to let his cock rub against her exposed and dripping clit, the actions also serving to smear her juices all over his hips and tail base, letting them slip slowly into her.

There were no complaints from the eager blue dragon; in fact he pushed up to let his body be enveloped in the cherry pink, velvety walls. He felt the gryphon's muscles flexing around him as she went to sit down, resting all of her weight on his form, forcing the last bit of him save his feet, wingtips, and part of his tail up into her. He had to lean over and curl up in her womb to make sure there was room inside.

She got to her feet, picking the dragon up with her to let gravity do the rest. He wiggled about inside her, each motion pulling more of him into her until the last of his tail disappeared between her ebony folds. She winked her clit one last time to force the muscle contractions to urge the last of him into her womb. She could feel him tumble inside her, curling up in the fetal position with his wings surrounding him.

It was such a pleasant feeling, to have a belly full of cozy dragon inside.