# Hatchling's Delight: The Essence of Life

Author: Cheetahs
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community as well!), check out my journal here : ***STORY DESCRIPTION***Kira grows increasingly curious. After she learns how hatchlings are mate, she samples the potent taste of her father's seed. Burning with lust and desire for a reprieve, the hatchling begs her father to calm her itch, and the male does what he can to ease the burden of his beloved daughter. ***STORY STARTS BELOW***Kira reigned in her restlessness once her father started
explaining everything he promised. And by all the Winds and their SkyFather, he
had a lot to say. He talked about males, then females, then went through every
detail regarding the ways they were built. Kira learned father's male thing was
called many names. The two-legged races had many variations, yet many agreed on
cock, like the crying birds that announced the coming of morning. Dragons were
smoother. They named their protrusion member, breeding rod, pole, or other
silly combinations. Kira squeaked with laughter once her father started listing
all the different names for something so painstakingly simple. 
He went over a female's gender after that. Kira preferred to
refer her little hole as a slit. That's what it looked like, felt like, smelled
like. Father had a lot to say about scents. The mysterious scent she smelled on
her father's genitalia was meant to attract the opposite gender. No wonder Kira
became so infatuated by it. She still felt so warm underneath her fur, and so
wet between her legs. 
Father refused to clean her there, so she did it all by
herself, knowing full well he was still hiding something from her. Only when
Kira finished grooming Father started talking about the last and most
interesting topic. It was something called mating, and apparently every dragon
enjoyed it very much. With her front paws wrapped around one of her father's,
and her little tongue sliding along his hard scales, Kira listened to the true
story on how hatchlings came to be. It all began with heat, a simple word for a
simple way to describe a female going through the peak of her fertility. Every
year, during spring and autumn, females were struck by what Kira previously
labeled as a sickness. She wasn't very far from the truth. Racing heart,
restlessness, and an intense crave to seek out a partner felt exactly like a
sickness to her, until father explained the reason why females felt that way 
It all started with Instincts. The basic forces that
assisted Kira during her hunts, pointed out the best currents to soar upon, or
kept her alert for danger were also to blame for that terrible affliction.
Father said they were an unstoppable force. Kira vehemently disagreed. She
valued control a lot. She never imagined she would just fly out of her cave to
chase a random male just because instincts said so.
Yet that was possible, all because of that simple thing
called heat. The catalyst of the mating season, and the reason why hatchlings
were brought into the world. There was no fighting atop the highest mountain.
No NorthWind or SouthWind or mysterious forces. The SkyFather himself had
nothing to do with it. Kira had her doubts about the story, but she wasn't
fully prepared when she found out how hatchlings were really conceived. 
"Again," she said.
"I went over it two times."
"I still don't understand," Kira perked her little head to
stare at her father. "Please say again. Please daddy!"
"You're being silly. How is a third time going to help if
your mind was elsewhere?"
Kira rolled on her side, pawing at Father's pestering snout.
Her pads pushed around his nostrils and sometimes sunk inside them, rewarding
Kira with sticky mucus and warm licks afterwards. As her ticklish pads were
cleaned, she took advantage of her father's distraction to explain her plea
once again.
"The male puts his member inside the female, yes?"
"Quite so, my Shard of Sun."
"Then he starts to do that thing called thrusting?"
"Yes, something like this." 
Father ran his head up and down along her paw to
demonstrate. Kira found it just infuriatingly ticklish. She squeaked and
kicked, until her father allowed her enough of a break to speak.
"And after the male puts it in he makes his sticky?"
Father drew his head back. "He comes, yes. That is the
ending, or the climax, of a mating between dragons."
Kira tilted her head, frowning in confusion. She remembered
that stupid word. "You said he eja...ejaca...evacuates, or something."
The male growled with amusement. "Ejaculation, and yes, it
is the same thing. We call it coming because it describes what happens
perfectly. The male -or the female in your case- climb along the edge of a very
tall mountain, and when they reach the peak, they come."
"I still don't understand," Kira flapped her wings. "Try
again."
She got a furious belly rub for being so hard headed.
"You fly somewhere with a purpose in mind. Then, you arrive
at your destination. How do you feel?"
"Good?" Kira tried, her big eyes glimmering with
uncertainty.
"Yes. Fulfilled. Accomplished. You feel all of those, along
with a deep sense of satisfaction. Coming is exactly like that. The male and
the female love each other so much that they arrive at their own culmination
together. That's called the climax, when both the female and the male spill
themselves."
"You mean pee!" Kira squeaked.
"It's similar, but not quite so. A male's seed is white and
sticky. It's quite impossible to mistake it for anything else."
Kira froze. "It's like..." she buried her head under her wing,
suddenly ashamed of what she was going to say. 
Father gently invaded her sanctuary. He licked her wing with
slow, careful strokes, until Kira felt too warm to remain stuck inside. She
lifted her wing, receiving a round of loving licks around her head. 
"You can tell me. I will love you until the world will end.
Nothing is going to change that, especially not a little secret."
"I love you too, daddy," Kira poked her snout against his
and started nuzzling all around his lips. 
He started purring with delight. He licked her along her
neck, then across her belly, erasing the tension bit by bit. 
"Tell me now, sweet Kira. Tell your father what ails you."
Kira reluctantly turned her head to the side to avoid
looking into her father's eyes. "Brother made his sticky when you were away. He
was trembling after we licked mother. I don't know why, but his member was so
big, daddy. Almost as big as my paws!"
"He got aroused. Happens to every male."
Kira squeaked uncertainly. "I don't think he knew what was
happening. Lashan was so confused, and scared. Mother calmed him with licks,
like you did. She licked his paws, then his legs, and then she..."
"She helped him come, didn't she?"
Kira closed her eyes in shame. "She took him in her mouth,
daddy. Rolled her tongue around his member and took him very, very deep. Lashan
came inside. He growled, roared, and clawed the air, filling mother with so
much white sticky! She was dirty. They were both so dirty afterwards!"
"It's alright," Father said with his calm, soothing voice.
"Seed is very precious to us males. We only waste it when we have no female of
our own to mate. Your mother enjoyed tasting your brother's seed very much,
just like he enjoyed spilling it."
"He was roaring so loud, daddy. I thought he was hurting,
because he sounded a bit wounded."
"No. It's nothing like that," he started nuzzling under her
jaw. "Coming feels very good to us. It's intense, sudden, and feels like
nothing you ever experienced."
"Can I come too?" Kira hesitantly asked.
"Of course you can, my daughter. Every dragon, male or
female, is receptive to stimulation once they reach a certain age."
Kira silently enjoyed the affectionate display. She didn't
know if she was old enough to come. She wasn't prepared for anything that
father said. Even remembering all those details made her head spin.
"Tell me what happens after the male comes inside the
female," Kira said, hoping distraction would ease the rampage of thoughts
flowing through her mind.
Father cocked his head. "Well, the couple spend a lot of
time together. They never hunt alone, or sleep alone, or go anywhere without
each other. They also mate many times before hatchlings come to be. After a
week or two following their many matings, eggs start developing inside the
female, each carrying a precious hatchling inside its shell."
Kira grimaced at that. "That is so weird. Me and brother
grew inside mother?"
The golden dragon dipped his head in acknowledgement. "You
were sleeping inside your eggs, like every hatchling. After two seasons, or six
months, the female lays the eggs, and after another month the hatchlings break
through the shell to hatch."
"So you made us... your seed entered mother, and it grew into
us..."
"You described what a parent is rather well for such a tiny
little thing."
"Y-yes...I think I did..." Kira half-heartedly pawed at his
approaching head. He might have found this rather funny, but for her it was
extremely weird to know a different form of pee created her. That was difficult
knowledge for any hatchling. Kira simply enjoyed her father's affection, not
thinking about anything in particular. She just focused on his tongue, sliding
along her belly, so close to her soaked gender. 
An idea suddenly sprang into her mind. What if she asked
Father to make her cum? After all, he knew everything there was to know about
how this mating thing worked. Kira turned her head around, eager to lick his
snout.
Only to see the ruddy form of his member instead. It was
still out and about, slapping against his belly with hard slaps before it
unceremoniously dropped onto the wet ground. Kira hesitated. She wanted to cum
quite a lot, but more than that, she was eager to see a male spew out his seed.
Lashan had so much inside him. Kira could only wonder how much fluid her
father's huge member sheltered inside its form. 
Curiosity consumed her. Kira surged towards the plump organ,
and in the span of a heartbeat, she placed her soft padded paws right onto the
barbed edge. The tiny barbs sunk between her toes, allowing Kira an excellent
grip for the upcoming storm of licks she launched at her father's member.
First, she stuck her tongue right inside his little hole, shoving as deep as
her length could manage. The organ surged with heated strength. A long, moaning
growl rippled from Father's throat. Kira felt the vibrations pouring along her
side, but she chose to ignore them in favor of the bountiful fluid that rushed
out of his tip. He gushed relentlessly, spurting wave after wave of clear,
sweet, sticky precum right inside her greedy little muzzle. 
Kira licked, and slurped, and swallowed. Her eyes were
closed, her tongue a lashing storm of relentless lust that pushed in and out of
that trembling little hole. After a few heavy gulps, Kira could no longer keep
up with Father's intense release. She allowed her neck to take the brunt of the
blows, feeling the hot sticky fluid seep inside her fur while she licked around
his soft, bare head. It was so warm, so tense, so tasty! Kira rounded it fast. 
And her father grew increasingly desperate. His wing slapped
her constantly, and his tail lashed from side to side every time he throbbed.
Kira knew she had a limited time to taste what she wanted, so she made sure to
cover the whole head. Her tongue slid quickly along the flesh while her paws
kneaded into the hard edges. The intense heat emboldened her. Thoughts became
cloudy, and her legs felt weaker and weaker. Her fur felt so hot, yet the
bothersome warmth was nowhere near as annoying as the wet patch spreading
between her legs. That strange, pee-like sensation rammed into her slit with
untamed strengths. Something was weird was happening there, but she couldn't
turn away now. 
She wanted to make her father come. More than anything, she
wanted to taste the sweet seed that gave birth to her and Lashan. So she
licked. She lapped hard and fast, around every edge, across every protrusion,
then around the edges of that little hole that spurted so much hot, sticky
fluid. 
Kira suddenly had an idea. She opened her maw wide, allowing
her tongue to lay limp for a moment. Then, she slid around his head, circling
like a snake embracing his prey. Like mother, she tried to wrap her tongue
around Father and take him inside. But he was too big. Far too big, and
frighteningly hard. Kira pulled back. Sharp teeth were a real menace for
something so sensitive, but how could she release his seed if she was unable to
shield him?
The next spurt gave her a decent idea. Kira shoved her snout
into the member, then plunged her tongue as deep as she could through his hole.
Father growled and tensed so hard, yet her paws offered enough leverage to keep
his red beast in check. Kira opened her mouth so much her jaws hurt, then slid
towards his member. Violent gushes of precum rammed against her tongue. Kira
tried to keep it inside. She almost managed to take Father past her fangs
before a loud roar deafened her ears. 
Kira blinked, and in that moment, she found herself shoved
backwards so hard she skidded and rolled along the ground. The impact was an
earthquake to her senses. She blinked hard and fast. What happened? Why? How?
Her senses tried to register the sudden shift that took
place. Kira was still in the cave, on her side, hurting from several places at
the same time. None of that pain was worse than Father's moaning cries. Kira
thought she hurt him. She thought the strange splashes that spilled onto the
stone were blood. But when she lifted her wing out of the way, she noticed the
straight jets of cloudy fluid smacking into the stone. That wasn't blood. It
was...seed. Or rather, something that looked akin to it. It wasn't as thick as
brother's, nor did it have the same snowy color to it, but it definitely wasn't
pee or precum. 
Maybe father did come. His seed probably looked different.
It certainly fit him, a scaled dragon with features none of his family shared.
Kira crawled closer. Sharp scents wafted through the air,
swallowed eagerly by her hungry nostrils. So sweet. So strong. So tasty! It
just smelled so good! She licked her snout once, craving for the taste of such
an alluring release.
"D-don't," Father turned towards her.
He was shivering. His whole body trembled, from the tip of
his tail to the clattering tips of his fangs.
"Daddy...you came..." Kira said, then winced as she pushed
herself closer.
Father shook his head, then slammed a fore paw into the
ground. "I'm so stupid. I was close...too close. I should have...should've come
instead of shoving you away. Are you hurt?"
"Only a bit," Kira said.
"Come here. Come here fast."
She managed to cover the rest of the distance with stumbling
steps. Father's tongue came down upon her as soon as his fore paw scooped her
to his chest. Kira loosened her muscles, surrendering herself to the warm
embrace of her father's tongue. He licked everywhere, apart from the soaked
slit that needed so much tending.
"So warm...I feel so warm, daddy..."
"Where do you ache, my daughter? Tell me where it hurts."
Kira pushed her snout under a lifted hind leg. Father licked
her paw, thinking that was the source of her distress, but she poked his snout
until his eyes fell upon her female problem.
"Oh, there?" he sniffed once. "You're fine. I can't smell
any-"
"It's not a wound, daddy. It's this need. This heat you
talked about. I think...I think I've fallen sick with it," Kira rolled on her
back, spreading her legs to the sides, inviting her father to take a closer
look. 
He didn't. The stubborn male turned upon her neck to clean
the patches of slime he previously unloaded. 
"Please, daddy. I'm feeling strange. Your seed...I ate your
seed, and it makes my head feel so light and strange."
"Meat. It's because of the stag's meat, daughter. Relax. Try
to rest for a bit."
Kira didn't want to rest. She wanted to make her father
come, and-
"Did you come, daddy?" she asked sharply.
"N-no. Why are you asking that?"
"You said you were so close, and I saw," Kira licked his
snout, staring into his cerulean eyes. "I saw how your sticky came out."
And it was still there, right under her nose. 
Kira closed her eyes, pretending to relax, when instead she
just waited for her father to fall for her tricks. As soon as his tongue came
out, she clutched around his head, pushed herself up, and dove head-first
straight into the sticky puddle spreading under his side.
It was still warm, with such soft texture and a delicious
smell. Kira rubbed her chin inside the puddle. Then, her jaws parted. Her
tongue was coated in a thick layer of slime as soon as she swiped it along the
fluid drenched stone. Kira tasted it. She was right. This liquid was slightly
less sweet and a lot more stubborn to swallow.
"Kira, don't!"
It was too late. Her muzzle already dribbled with heavy
amounts of potent, intoxicating essence. Her head might have felt light a few
moments ago, but now every one of her thoughts seemed so far out of reach. Kira
tried to focus on her father's caressing tongue. She tried to lick him, tell
him she was fine, but when she opened her maw, all that came out was a long,
drawn out, yowling groan that never escaped her throat before. 
"Oh, my poor, sweet daughter. You really jumped over the
edge this time."
Kira's eyelids fell over her emerald eyes. She felt so weak
all of a sudden, powerless to do anything. The itch around her slit transformed
into a continuous stream of heated tingles, washing over her every time her
body shuddered. Everything seemed to move without her consent. Her paws that
grabbed at father's head, her tail that tried to coil around her neck, and
lastly, her slit that squelched with the spasming rushes that took hold of her
walls. 
"You'll be fine. I'll take care of you," Father licked on
and on around and inside her maw. "In a moment or two you will be able to focus
once again. Breathe. Just breathe, and focus on my voice."
Kira didn't want his tongue there. She felt in heat. In
need. She wanted nothing more than another taste of that delicious fluid.
Or her father's tongue upon her soaked slit.
"D-daddy..." she squeaked softly.
"Yes, my light. I'm here."
"I want..." Kira winced, lifting a paw towards him, sliding so
slowly along the side of his head.
"Anything for you, my dearest. I'll do everything you need."
"I want to come..." 
"Oh no. Not now, my love. You're too young to come."
But her need wasn't. It was strong, and bright, clawing her
from the inside. Kira tried to push his head down towards her exposed slit, but
he was so big, so strong, and she was so weak...
"Daddy, please. You said...you said anything."
The male pulled back. His tongue retreated inside his mouth,
and he stared her with his beautiful, sky-colored eyes. 
"It tingles. Itches. The heat is so strong..."
"It's not heat, Kira. Just the temporary crave I told you
about. You brought me too close over the edge. A bit of my seed leaked out, and
your senses blazed once you tasted it. It will pass in a bit."
"No, please," Kira pawed at him. "I want to come, like
brother. Please make me come!"
"I...I can't. I love you very much, and there isn't anything I
would refuse you, but..."
Kira nipped at him. She licked, nuzzled, and bit around his
snout, becoming increasingly desperate as the need made a mess between her
legs.
She was pushed onto her back, held fast by his indomitable
head. No matter how hard she tried, Kira couldn't hope to push all that weight
off her belly from this precarious position. 
"Daddy, you promised. You said anything!"
When attacks failed, Kira resorted to love. She lapped at
his snout with the same ferocity she used to treat his member. The big male
still remained impassive though, staring at her with the same determined gaze.
"I want this, daddy. I need it. Please..." Kira dropped back
with a wince once her energy depleted. "Please take this heat away..."
A warm gust of air rolled along her neck. Father took his
head off her. Kira watched him as he got onto his fours. His member was still
out, slapping against his glistening belly hard and fast. His lips trembled
whenever that happened, but the male showed no signs of discomfort when he
settled once again on his belly. His fore paws came around each of Kira's
sides, making the little hatchling squeak with glee. He wasn't leaving. Her
daddy remained here, for her, only for her.
"You're right. Young or not, you are my daughter, and no
matter how hard I've tried, I cannot go against my instincts. You are part of
me, and even if your mother might disagree with my choice, I shall fulfill your
request."
"Daddy..." Kira embraced his head with her front paws, then
kissed him sweetly right between his big, flaring nostrils. "I...I love you."
"I love you too. I will make you come, my dearest. I will
make you come."
Bathed in his warmth and caressed with utmost gentleness,
Kira felt nothing but love for her father. She held him in her embrace for as
long as he wanted, then allowed him to inspect her belly. He went over each of
her paws, licking them, knowing how much she enjoyed having her paws treated
before he stopped above her slit. 
Kira's tail swished with eagerness. She had no idea what to
expect, only that her father's caring tongue was about to do to her what Mother
did to Lashan. Kira shivered when she remember his wild, restless cries. Lashan
erupted so hard. She wondered if her own slit would unleash so much sticky
inside father's maw when she came.
"Daddy?"
The dragon puffed a gust of warmth upon her slit. Kira's
paws curled towards him, just hard enough to reveal the tips of her claws. He
didn't seem perturbed by her reaction in the slightest. His nostrils flared
wide with each breath, thinning only when he paused.
"Why...why are you waiting?"
"I'm taking in your scent, little Kira."
"But you know how I smell."
"Of course I do. I spent quite a bit of time trapped inside
this fluff," the male playfully licked her flanks, making the hatchling squirm
and kick with all her paws.
"It tickles! Stop. Please stop!"
The male did stop, only when he accidentally swiped his nose
over her damp slit. His lips pulled up, exposing rows of sharp teeth. The male
definitely liked that, judging by his heightened breath and his low, rumbling
purr.
Kira saw him do that before. He always snarled, hissed, or
bared his fangs when he favored a certain scent. 
"Do I smell sweet, like you?" Kira spread her legs. "Lick.
Taste me. See if I'm sweet too!"
Father licked his nose, putting an end to his growly
delight. "It's...you're...grawr. I want to say you grew beautifully, Kira. I know I
was by your side each day. I just...I just haven't realized how quickly the time
passed."
"What's that supposed to mean?" the little hatchling blinked
in confusion.
"I'll show you shortly."
She expected him to talk or sniff, like he did before, but
instead he allowed his tongue to droop onto her slit. Kira flinched. It was
hot, wet, and heavier than she expected. Father ran his tip along the entirety
of her gender, then followed back with a slower motion. It itched a little at
first, and tickled, but after a few lengthy licks Kira's muscles started to
loosen up. Father kept licking more carefully. He seemed reluctant to venture
along the center of her crevice after his first few trips. He preferred the
edges, cleaning her fur with neat strokes until a careless lick caused his tip
to slip between her folds.
Hot, tingling warmth made Kira's wings flare all-out. She
yelped with shock, slamming her walls against each other, grabbing and sucking
Father's tongue in. The male immediately pulled his tongue back, and as soon as
he did that, Kira winced yet again. Her muscles tensed so hard, so suddenly.
Without her accord, a gush of clear fluid spurted forth from her little slit,
staining Father's chin. 
"Huff...grruuuufff...mrrrff..." Kira panted in the aftermath of
that strange spike of unknown pleasure. "What...what happened? Did I...did I come?"

 "No," the male
cleaned his chin "You just squirted a little, thanks to my clumsiness."
"I...what?"
He scooped up the rest of the fluid and swallowed it.
"That's lubrication, and it helps your future mate slide inside your slit
without hurting you. You're not quite ready to mate yet, but you matured quite
enough to feel the pleasure that comes along with mating."
"So I came?" Kira asked, still confused. "You didn't push
inside. I felt a bit of pressure, but...daddy, I'm not empty there!"
The male growled with amusement. "It's easier to show than
explain. Lay down, try to relax, and tell me what you feel when I lick you,
alright?"
Kira nodded eagerly. She wanted to feel that delightful wave
once more. Her tail trembled behind her flexing paws. She was so eager to come.
Almost as eager as she was when she first tasted her father's member. 
Kira slowly relaxed. Then, when father pushed his nose into
her belly and blew his warm air through her fur, Kira stiffened. Like before,
he slid alongside her rift, slowly at first, then slightly quicker. Kira felt a
bit of stimulation rippling inside her, but nowhere as much as she felt when
father's tongue spread her walls apart the first time. She was about to tell
him to push it inside when that bold, muscular tongue entered her secret
passage.
Kira hurled her wings out and grabbed at the air with
outstretched claws. 
"Warr...warrrrmmm..." she shuddered as waves of the same
blissful pleasure erupted from the depths of her slit. Her muscles contracted
strong and fast around Father while he continued to slide forth along her slit.

Kira whimpered with need. It felt good. So good. Better than
anything she ever experienced. Her untouched flesh was never exposed to such
intense stimulation. Her father's muscular tongue slid so nicely along her
dripping flesh, massaging her clamping walls in ways Kira never thought possible.

"It's good, daddy. Feels so...feels so good..." she yelped out
between frantic breaths. "Whyyyyy? It's so...so...yowrrrrr!"
That last lick was too quick. Kira's muscles slapped with a
wet squelching sound, bringing forth two repeated squirts of heated fluid. The
male slurped them like a ravenous beast, then cleaned her sex with two quick
swipes before pulling back to pant just like his daughter.
"How...how was it?"
"Too good. So intense. I never thought...never thought of
licking myself that way..." Kira admitted. She had no secrets now, when her
gender lay bare before her father's eyes. She didn't know why he panted so
greedily. Was her scent heating his blood as well?"
"Are you hot too, daddy?"
"Quite so," the male swiped his fangs clean. "You taste just
like your mother, and well...she's in heat. I can't help my instincts for making
the obvious connection."
"You want to mate..." Kira looked at his malehood. Still hard.
Still throbbing. Still dripping with ridiculous amounts of cloudy essence. 
"Maybe I will, but right now I have a promise to fulfill.
Are you ready for the next lesson?"
"Didn't I come?"
"Not at all," Father cleaned her fluid off the edges, much
to his daughter's delight. "You just got very wet, which is a good sign. Your
belly will soon be ready to produce healthy, beautiful hatchlings."
She turned her head away at that. Making eggs inside from a
male's seed still seemed very weird to her. Where did they grow? How did she
push them out? Kira's heart raced just from the mere thought of such a bizarre
scenario. 
"I should still my tongue. Or rather, put it to good use,"
he lapped her slit two more times. "Ready? I'm going to slowly push inside this
time. The more you relax, the better it will feel."
Kira gulped down whatever apprehension she still held within
and counted the thumping beats of her heart. Fathered entered her after five of
them. His tip slid between her walls, stretching them with that hot sensation
Kira learned to love. He didn't stop there. Despite the hatchling's whimpering
protests, his tongue pushed forth, surprising and terrifying Kira at the same
time. He was too big. Too thick. Too long.
Kira shuddered around his girth. She tried to grab him, hold
him in place, prevent his tongue from penetrating her too far. 
Nothing worked. Hot panic rushed through her when she
realized she couldn't stop him. Not with her weak, useless muscles. She
shivered so quickly that control seemed permanently removed from her grasp. 
And Father kept sliding deeper, his tongue brushing along
her inner flesh, sending infuriatingly strong surges along her delicate lining.
Kira wanted to roar out her warning, and instead a long, whining growl escaped
her parted maw. Kira's paws shivered, her wings beat weakly, her tail swished
and slapped. It was as if she lost control over her whole body in the throes of
the immense pleasure that flooded her body. Only the heat remained, that
indomitable, unyielding, delightful tingle that made her heart beat faster. 
The stretching stopped. Her Father remained lodged inside
her, deeper than Kira ever expected him to reach. She thought she was safe from
his tongue. That the continuous stream of liquid heat brought forth by her
shivering muscles was the ultimate height of her pleasure. 
She was wrong. Father's tip wriggled wildly, stimulating
parts of her that she never thought they existed. A seething inferno burst from
the depths of her tunnel, causing her muscles to contract at the same time.
Breath stuck in her throat, choking a yowl that failed to emerge. For six
pounding heartbeats, Kira thought she was going to die. Stars speckled her
vision. Her chest felt unreasonably tight. Control was but a distant memory. 
Then, her father pulled out, allowing all that gathering
pressure to spurt forth in the form of a single, powerful squirt. Kira's breath
finally returned to her in a crying display of utter desperation. Her wings
slammed into the ground, then slapped the air, making a real mess from the
stream that oozed out from her overly stimulated hole.
With her pressure relieved, Kira's wings fell back, limp as
the rest of her body. 
"That was unexpected," Father said between his slurping
licks. "I imagined you'd enjoy your first penetration, but it seems you enjoyed
it a bit too much."
"Did I..." Kira perked her head up enough to see his tongue
rolling along her messy belly. "Did I come?"
"Almost. That squirt you just unleashed was the female
response to the cloudy gushes I let loose there on the ground," he lifted a
wing to reveal the damp patch along with his monstrous member. "Feels a bit
like a climax, but it's not quite there. Not entirely." 
"Make me come. Please...this heat lingered in my belly too
long. I feel so weak...It drains me, daddy. I want to-"
"To come, yes," he gave a fond lick over her snout, allowing
Kira to taste her own sweetness for a bit. "I will make you come in a moment,
but you have to promise to relax. It's going to feel very weird the first
time."
"I'll try," Kira settled on her back, legs spread, her slit
trembling with the eagerness to be invaded once more. 
"I will lick you both ways this time. First I will allow you
to get used to my touch, then I will advance deeper. You cannot come just by
having a tongue or a member inside you, so I will be poking my tongue in and
out, just like a male does when he mates a female."
"Do it, daddy. Lick me however you wish."
Kira braced herself for his tongue. He started out quite
innocently, with tender strokes along her rift. After five licks, he pushed
between her walls, just enough to spread her apart. Kira focused on his breath.
It was steady, calm, predictable unlike his rolling tongue. If she focused too
hard on that, she would harden around him, and that led to that terrible loss
of control. She was afraid of it, more than she was of that fiery beast that
clawed its way out of her. 
Kira did well during his first licks. She handled herself,
watching her dear father lap away at her little slit. He was beautiful. Kira
always admired his scales, and his eyes, the ways his horns curved and how big
his wings were. She also liked his gentle nature. Males were fabled for being
vicious fighters and fierce protectors of their families, but Father was
nothing like that. He was more like Mother, always eager to please his family
in every way he could.
It was a strange twist of fate how that particular trait of
his led to such an intimate licking session. Kira started to love his tongue.
The way it spread her apart made her belly tingle with gentle warmth, and her
paws twitch with eagerness. The way it pushed into her special little tunnel
made her muscles tense and her breath stop for just a little before resuming
its normal course. 
But more importantly, his licking made Kira feel alive. Her
senses flared brighter than they ever did. She felt every little jolt made by
her slit, smelled every scent wafting upon the heavy air, and heard the vivid
splashes made by his sticky tongue. If this was how mating felt like, Kira
already fell in love with it. 
She soared upon the gentle tides of this mysterious pleasure
until her father pushed a bit deeper. Her slit contracted around him. No
problem. Kira learned how to handle herself.
But instead of retreating, he pushed even further, tickling
her need to grip even more. She curled her toes instead, and when that failed,
she latched her jaws around one of her front paws. 
Her tricks failed. Father's increasingly thick tongue
gripped her attention far more effectively than her pitiful pain. Kira pressed
harder around her paw. Stinging jolts clashed with the restless waves churning
inside her. For a moment, she remained in a tie, her attention split both ways
enough to keep her slit from collapsing around the invading tongue.
Her Father spread her apart even more. Kira sealed her eyes
shut. She muffled her whimper, trying to cling onto her faltering strength. His
big, muscular tongue applied so much pressure on her flesh, and its slightly
rough texture felt infuriatingly good on oversensitive walls that were most
eager to receive it. 
When everything threatened to crumble, Kira held her breath.
She heard the pounding of her heart, her father's erratic breaths...
...and the wet, splashing sound made by her overflowing slit.
The thought of having her caring father lodged so deep inside her innermost
sanctuary turned her thoughts towards that unbearably good feeling she
experienced earlier, and in the span of a heartbeat, Kira's resilience
shattered. 
She gave a long, yowling cry and clenched as hard as she
could. Father whipped himself out of her walls, lashing her with mind numbing
pleasure. For a few seconds, Kira blinked her emerald eyes, wondering if what
she felt was real.
Then, his tongue returned, spearing through her slit faster
and harder than she ever expected. Kira's pussy erupted with hot streams of
fresh arousal, but that didn't tempt the eager male. He remained inside her,
filling her with that incredible feeling of fulfillment before he pulled out
once more. 
Kira whined when she saw him licking her out with such
passion. He was literally feasting on her, nose pushed between her walls,
tongue lapping the juice from her folds, maw gulping down her sweetness again
and again and again. 
"D-daaaddyyyy!" she cried out in sheer bliss before he
entered her yet again. She wanted to tell him that her love for him burned as
hot as her insides. She forced her trembling maw to speak of how much she
admired him. More than anything else, she wanted her father to know she was
about to come because of who he was, not just his skilled tongue.
But she couldn't. She whined and cried out just like her
brother did when he reached the peak of his pleasure. Father was deep inside
her right now. So deep that her slit barely had any room to wriggle. He almost
touched the source of her heat. Just a bit deeper, and his tip would be able to
scratch that infuriatingly hot itch.
He started wriggling inside her. Like a restless beast, his
tongue stirred the unwanted kind of attention. Muscles that remained hidden
from contact were stimulated for the first time. Places that Kira never
acknowledged now flared to life. Within moments, the heat inside her tunnel
became so unbearable she had to hold her breath to contain it. 
Father kept scratching her innermost spot. It was a mistake.
Kira couldn't handle all that heat. She wanted to scream as loud as she could,
to tell him to stop and pull out, but her jaws were too firmly wrapped around
her paw, and the pleasure grew too intense to control.
Kira's body jerked up. It was coming. Something
frighteningly intense was clawing its way through her tunnel, and she had no
chance at stopping it. Tears fell from her eyes when the weight of that
unbearable pressure burst forth from its shackles. It rushed along her overly
stretched tunnel, filling Kira with more pleasure than she could ever handle. 
Then, in one thin squirt, it burst through the narrow spaces
formed by her trembling walls, spraying Father's neck with liquid heat. 
Kira's whole body contracted with restless might. She
thought that was it, that she finally came, but the peak of her pleasure had
yet to come. The first squirt just paved the way for the immense pressure that
welled within the depths of her tunnel. Father flared it to life. He licked,
and poked, and tickled until the monster grew out of control. Like a raging
beast, it attacked the paw that fed it. Kira grabbed onto her father with
orgasmic might to stop that frightening pressure from bursting forth, but her
father, her dear, caring father pushed his tongue out just when she needed him
most. 
The rampant beast rushed forth. Kira curled around herself
as tightly as she could manage, then let loose a cry as strong as the first
gush that left her thundering walls. Thick fluid splashed onto the stone, its
squirt lost in the feral cry that tore the female's throat apart. Kira pushed
it out. She forced herself to contract as tightly as possible in order to
evacuate the brunt of her burning pleasure. It tore through her silky depths,
setting fire to her muscles, forcing them to work extra hard to pump out spurt
after spurt of clear, slimy arousal. 
Father licked her during her greatest ordeal. His soothing
tongue poked into her hole to slurp the excess fluid, but it hardly calmed down
the raging inferno burning from within. Kira did her best to let it loose, but
she felt so tense, so weak, so helpless before the might of such wild and intense
pleasure. Each spurt was like a flaming whip that lashed her not with the
terrible bite of agony, but the brand of the most exotic and intense feeling
she ever knew in her life. 
It felt so good to push out her burden. Father was right.
This felt better than eating meat, or hunting, or playing. For several intense
gushes, Kira was wracked apart by a special kind of bliss. She fed her father,
and in return, her father fed from her. It all seemed to end well, until the
trickles lessened. Kira tried to force her muscles to relax, yet her mind was
as weak as her thoughts, having no effect on the might of her instincts that
cried out for more. 
Her walls started stinging from the continued contractions,
and her breath became shallow. The ground became wobbly and weird, and strange
dashes of colors filled her eyes, no matter how many times she blinked. 
Kira panicked. She thought this was how she was going to
meet her end, soaring over the highest peak of her pleasure. 
Then, just when darkness threatened to claim her, Father's
tongue stretched her folds apart. The spasms slowly lessened. Air returned its
normal flow, energizing her aching chest. Kira took deep, measured breath, and
soon vitality returned to her half-numb limbs. The golden female tried to get
up, but her Father was immediately at her side. He placed a protective wing
over her spent body, covering the hefty amounts of fluid under his flared
membrane. Then, he scooped his precious daughter close to his side. Once he
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