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D: The black dragoness giggled madly, unconcerned with the odd looks coming from the other patrons as they passed by. She danced forward, increasing her speed for just a moment as the big male behind her nipped her rump. She wore a collection of silk drapes wrapped and knotted around her body that split and lay pleasingly over either side of her tailbase. So distracted by her good mood, the sexy lady walked right past her room, stopped only when the blue drake gripped her tail and held her in place. Curling her neck back with a playfully indignant look, she just grinned a toothy, drunken smile before realizing why she'd been stopped. "OH!" She exhaled and turned, slipping out of that warm paw as she searched for her key card. With all the dignity a swaggering feral female could muster, she pushed the door open with her head and waded into the room with a giddy shiver.

S: Sargon shook his head as the dragoness stepped back past him and eventually, with some difficulty, managed to get her room open. He was looking forward to this, this was the prettiest dragoness yet... he'd made a wager with several other dragons he knew that he could breed a different color dragoness every night (consensually) while he was staying in Vegas on a business trip for a week. They hadn't believed him, and he'd even upped the ante then by claiming he could even do them in specific color order for triple or nothing. It was the seventh night, and he had seeded six dragonesses so far... the blue one last night. Black was the last on his list... and he'd been concerned that there simply weren't any around until this one... what was her name again?... had shown up. And she was gorgeous, too. He'd had to work on it a bit to get her to loosen up and have a few (too many) drinks, but she seemed rather agreeable by now. He stepped into the room behind her and closed the door, putting the do not disturb sign on the handle and making sure it was locked. He was wearing a tuxedo designed for non-anthros, and the blue dragon looked absolutely razor sharp with blue and black scales immaculately shiny. He'd won a great deal at the poker tables, as he usually did. "Thank you for letting me come up here with you," he said regally as he stepped beside her and brushed the side of his muzzle against her cheek. "It's good to take a break from the tables before my luck starts running dry. It comes in cycles, you know."

D: The lovely lady casually deposited her bag in a chair, sauntering slowly into the room. It was a comfortably large suite with wide bathing area, luxurious entertainment room and plush sprawling bed. It was a little out of her normal price range but after a mix up from the hotel they'd upgraded her for free and she wasn't going to argue. "I'd never have guessed with the way you swept the table." She thrummed, curling her neck back with a sensual glance. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew she was wasted but the warm feeling that came with letting herself go was too good to give up. Besides, he was a hot, handsome male and such a gentleman. He'd even picked up her tab and introduced her to a number of delicious new drinks to try. She just hoped she might be able to... repay him somehow.

S: Sargon noted the large circular bath at one side of the room near the windows and smiled. He greatly appreciated these particular rooms. He hadn't actually gotten one this time because he planned to breed each dragoness in her own room... if he brought them all back to his, there would be scents left over from each previous mating that might scare them off. The green dragoness he'd brought up to his own room anyway in the end. She wasn't the best looker, and unlike the others, he hadn't had to weasel her into it. She was quite willing to accept a clutch from him to help him with his bet (or for any other reason, he surmised). While she hadn't been the prettiest, he'd had a lot of fun seeding her several times that night. All of the others, however, had required rather more finesse... at least for the actual breeding part (versus just casual recreational sex). And this black dragoness would be the same. "If you don't mind, I'd like very much to use your bath. Would you care to join me?" He started to strip off his tuxedo, folding and laying it down carefully. As he drew off the top, the full extent of the blue dragon's powerful musculature and shiny black and diamond scale patterns was bared for her to see.

D: The delicate female stepped up to the large window and lifted to her hind paws, sprawled with forepaws pressed against the glass. Her tail swung back and forth as she looked out over the lighted city with new appreciation. "So pretty." She rumbled distractedly, momentarily forgetting her guest. The lines of fabric did little to hide her eloquent body, the reptilian curves seemingly smoothed by alcohol. She was lovely to behold, even when she suddenly giggled like a school girl. Her breath had fogged up the cool glass and, with sudden inspiration, the black dragoness ran a claw across the glass, creating a little heart shape in the fog. Shifting to the side as if to show off her artistic work, her eyes came upon the fully revealed body of a studly male. In her drunken state, she had no shame looking him over as she stepped down onto all fours again. "Well what's all this for?" She purred with a soft shiver, having not retained hearing his desire for a bath.

S: Sargon smiles at her little heart in the window. She's definitely sloshed. And watching her leaned up against the glass like that... well... he'd been trying to keep his hemipenes in (though they were definitely tight), but now his grey tips were showing as he addressed her. "I wanted to take a bath," he answered, patiently repeating himself. He stepped a hind paw in, stepping on the shelf under the water that ran the circumference of the wide bath tub. "Would you care to join me?" He stepped more fully into the bath now, and idly looked along the edge where he wanted to make sure the hotel supplied condoms were present. He opened it to see that they were there and then added to her, "Would you care to join me?" as he laid back into the tub.

D: The black dragoness sauntered slowly toward the bathing chamber, leaning against the doorway with those deep green eyes washing over his naked and now wet form. She couldn't help but notice his arousal, the twin lengths poking from his genital slit eagerly despite his calm, collected mannerism. She purrred deep in her throat, not trying to decide if she should so much as if there was any reason at all not to. Unable to come up with one, the dark-scaled female rubbed against the doorframe on her way in. The blue drake had just enough time to get comfortable before she was there, the water cushioning her sudden entrance. She hadn't even taken off her clothing, the warm water too inviting to wait. As the soft ebb and flow of lapping of bathwater slowly subsided, Sargon found himself with a lovely hen in his arms. With her inhibitions less tipsy she'd have been more restrained in her actions, but as it was, she let loose, nibbling on his throat playfully.

S: Sargon raised an eye ridge as she slid into the water with her dress still on. Was this the same reserved lady he'd met? Well, apparently the alcohol was working on her particularly well. He smiled toothily, a bit of smoke wafting from his nostrils. He certainly wasn't going to complain. Though he did look over to check that his cell phone hadn't been splashed. He'd casually set it at the edge of the bathtub, recording video so he could prove to his colleagues that their money was his. He already had six videos... well, seven. He'd made another one outside of the bet when he'd fucked one of the chip runners in the bathroom on the third day... a smaller red scaled male that had been rather intimidated by him. He stroked his fore paws along her sides. "I'll take that as a yes." He nuzzled his snout against hers and then kissed her. He tilted his snout to one side and opened his maw against hers, pushing his grey forked tongue into her maw as conical teeth interlaced with each other. His hemipenes, quite stiff now, were against her belly as he squeezed her against him, rumbling deeply.

D: The lovely lady thrummed excitedly as she felt the press of a warm body against hers while his paws stroked and held her in place. The little nibbles and nips she'd given him seemed to have the effect she was looking for, even if he was already there. The kiss was vivid and delicious, the caress of his smooth tongue against her own sent shivers down her spine. She knew it was lust, not love that made her accept the embrace but, at the moment, that was good enough. Her body rocked lewdly back and forth in a slow sensual manor within the grip of male and water. Her breath was laced with the scent of strawberry and vodka but it only made the contact that much better. The kiss was a little sloppy but hinted at just how far she was willing to go.

S: Sargon rumbled as she ground against him while he locked her in a tongue kiss. His hemipenes were hard against her belly now. The silk brushed across them, soaked in the water. He stroked along her sides, brushing along the silk and passed it to stroke her sides directly. He broke the kiss and laid back luxuriously against the side of the wide tub. Water was overflowing the edges and draining into a dotted ring around the tub for this purpose... designed for such creatures to wade in it without flooding the whole floor. "This is a great way to relax. But I'm still a bit tense." He pushed her slowly away from him, smiling toothily as he let his belly rise until the tips of his grey hemipenes were periscoped above the surface of the water. He casually caressed her snout and then guided it down to his left hemipene's tip. "You could help me release a bit of that tension..." He pulled just a little more to touch her lips to his tip. "...if you would be so kind."

D: The lingering string of saliva that clung to her lips was tantalizing, her body regal in its own light despite the waterlogged clothing that clung to it. Her mental focus swung from one moment to the next as the big male slid out from beneath her and propped himself up, offering a morsel to slake her desires. She couldn't help but thrum with excitement as a welt of heat blossomed in her loins. The beauty of a beast didn't even hesitate, dropping her jaw below the water and scooped his offered flesh into her maw. The warm rush of fluid being forced out of her maw as she squeezed down around his shaft was delicious. Your companions would undoubtedly get a kick out of watching her neck curl back, letting her snout dive beneath the surface to eagerly devour the rest of your stiff grey spire- but for now the pleasure of the act was all yours as that gifted feminine tongue leisurely caressed your bare length.

S: The little camera recorded all of it as her snout pressed beneath the surface of the water, swallowing down the grey periscope that had protruded above... all the way down his abdomen. His toes curled visibly where they also protruded from the water at the edges of the tub. He enjoyed the effects of the vodka on her, very much so, he decided. He let the eager hen work on his length for several minutes... and then several minutes more... before he casually reached over and drew a condom foil from beside the tub. He opened it up and drew out a rather gaudily bright purple condom before her eyes and then made a little show of rolling it down over his other hemipene. "Would you be interested in a little harmless casual sex?" he rumbled

D: A single breath gave her a few minutes of tending this healthy male, tongue playing over the long sensitive surface. The suction held him pressed to the roof of her while she rubbed that firm cum-delivering vein along the underside, working him over until the burn in her chest forced her to come up for air. She dragged his hips up with the tug of her lips, took a breath and took him in again with a forepaw roaming over his wet chest and belly scales. Time was of no consequence to the pretty female, she had all the time in the world and let herself get lost in the primal sexuality of the act. She didn't let go of his hemipene as he reached down with his own forepaws, just swiveled to the side to watch the rubber slide over his other just as stiff shaft. Even before he spoke, she let go and quickly ran her tongue over the now covered length with playful eagerness, rather suddenly deciding that one didn't taste as good. To his offer, a fluttering of butterflies tickled her stomach at the proposition; if not for being soaked in water she'd be soaked in other fluids by now... She didn't really say 'yes' but her deep needy rumble of approval was close enough.

S: Time may have meant nothing to her, but he was following it carefully as it wouldn't do to have the effects of the alcohol run out before he had finished with her. He'd let her suckle him for quite a good while, but he was becoming concerned about the time left on that vodka. He bought her approval with the condom... even in her state, she likely would have thought twice if he'd simply offered to bareback her, and he didn't want her to be thinking. Instead, he lifted himself to stand on his hind paws in the tub, water dripping heavily off of his scales. Rather than moving around behind her, he gripped her and turned her away from him... lest his camera wouldn't be able to see a good angle of this. He lifted and draped the silk over the far side of her tail base from the camera's view and then lifted her by her tail base enough with one fore paw to surface her vent above the water. With the other fore paw, he spread out its folds. She probably thought this was for her, but he was showing off her vent to the camera for the recording. After showing off her spread vent for a few seconds, he gripped his left hemipene... the bare one, instead of the condom covered one... and presented that to the camera as well... with its tip right next to her vent. He winked at it, and then got into position behind her, wedging his bare hemipene inside quickly so that she hopefully wouldn't notice the lack of feeling a latex tip push through. He took a few thrusts inside her, and then stopped again to show the camera his bare hemipene lodged into her vent... then shifted his stance to a more natural one and started simply fucking her.

D: The lovely dragoness floated within the water as the big male stood free lowering the water's surface by a good foot. She couldn't help the giddy sensation that trembled down her tail as she watched him rear up and expose that masculine underbelly of his, her eyes drinking in the sight. As he nudged and rotated around, the black could feel the tension in her loins as the anticipation grew. The innocent female went unaware of the phone in the corner, recording the big blue drake's final step in victory, showing off the juicy swollen pussy folds he was about to breed. The contrast of his grey flesh beside the condom-covered purple hemipene was obvious and unmistakable as he drove in hard and deep, shoving his bare length deep inside her unprotected sex and making a show of it. She reacted to the sudden intrusion alright, her seedy moan recorded to emphasize just how good he was at his 'job'.

S: This trick had worked on three of the prior dragonesses. The green, of course, had let him breed her quite willingly. And the other two, the blue and white... he'd had to convince that he'd pull out and paint their tails with his seed... and they'd fallen for it. He was having an even easier time of this one... she was drunk enough, apparently, that no deception may even have been necessary when it came down to it, but he nevertheless always covered his bases. Diligence had kept him out of alimony payments so far, and he didn't plan to start now. He pumped her strongly against the edge of the tub, rocking his bare hemipene inside her for quite a long time... enjoy this portion of his bet now. She was so very pretty... and she felt so good inside. He didn't really need any monetary motivation to do this, of course, it was just icing. He huffed as he was starting to get close.

D: By now the pretty hen had her chin resting on the edge of the pool, eyes closed as the big male on her back went to town sliding that thick healthy log of flesh in and out between those nice wide child-bearing hips of hers. It felt soooo good... the weightless rhythm as the blue drake rubbed and massaged her insides in a way no tongue or tail could. He'd get to watch the detail of those soft nether lips stretching and squishing as he thrust into her, perfectly conforming to the shape of his unsheathed shaft. The water had been nice and warm but her body was hotter, the estrus-tainted juices clung to his shaft, mingled with drooling strands of precum. She was blissfully unaware of what he had in store for her, the only thing on her mind was the bead of pleasure in her loins that grew each time that log of flesh burrowed eagerly under her tail.

S: He gripped his latex clad right hemipene now and started stroking it as he pumped her with the bare one. He was breathing hard now, shivering at the pleasure rolling through him. He had to do this just right... and it was difficult as golden strokes came. He huffed out and pulsed a hot jet of cum deep inside her... then kept thrusting strongly while he continued to release into her. With his other fore paw, he kept stroking his right hemipene as well... and started pulsing into that, too... the reservoir tip filling and distending heavily with the sheer amount of cum... mirroring the amount that was actually pumping into her freely from his left hemipene. He stayed there until he had fired his last pulse, then he pulled out of her abruptly... stroking water over his hemipene for a moment to clean it before tugging her around to let her see him taking off the condom full of cum. He gripped her chin. "Open," he said and when she did, he turned the condom over to pour it's still heated sticky contents over her tongue. "There... suck all of that out of there that was supposed to go in you... but, of course, we just wanted to do this for fun..."

D: The twitching, jerking male made full use of her body, hammering that supposedly safely covered cock deep under her flagged tail. She gritted her teeth and huffed, deliciously ignorant of the hot sticky cum being driven as far into her bare vent as possible. Her inner passage clenched and contracted in rhythm to her heavy heartbeat as he finished up inside her pulling out just right to let the phone's lens capture a glob of pearly white stretching from his spent tip to her freshly fucked undertail. Her mind was swimming, heart racing and chest panting from the delicious experience, so easily coerced into sitting back into the warm water and letting him drizzle the contents of his used condom over her muzzle and tongue, cleverly erasing the evidence. It would be weeks before she was any the wiser but by then his trip would be long since over with his bet so pleasurably won.