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There were plenty of benefits to having a sexual relationship with a herm, especially one that was carrying full equipment.

If they were into it, you could easily trade off who was to penetrate, and who was to be penetrated. If they were developed, soft, full breasts were yours for the holding, pinching, squeezing and sucking. You could even happily stroke at their shaft, all while dipping fingers and pawtips into their labia, creating an experience that was unique, to say the very least.

Between Sasha and FD, there was something just a little bit more unique than the fact that one of them was a herm, and one of them was a male, and it wasn't the fact that they were a pair of dragons.

"Wake up, son. I've got a nice surprise for you this morning."

FD was happily resting in bed, the bright red scales of his cheek pressed into the cool, comforting grasp of a pillow, his eyes of sparkling emerald closed off from the world, at least, for the moment.

"Rise and shine, son. Come on, now!"

It was all too typical for a mother try to and be nice when waking a lazy son from his bed, but when patience failed, sometimes, brute force prevailed.

Standing over FD in a glorious coat of dark, royal blue scales and brandishing a thick, healthy member, Sasha finally gave in and gently pressed the very tip of her cock into FD's lips, cutting off his breathing for a moment and forcing him to try and breathe through his nose.

It was just enough to disrupt the sleeping male, who snorted and kicked awake, shooting a lazy eye open and casting it up at his mother. "Hnnnfuf...wh...wha...?"

"I was starting to wonder if you'd gone into a coma! It usually doesn't take that much to wake you up...you weren't out partying last night, were you?"

Sasha was every bit the typical, caring mother that someone might expect her to be, but more than that, she was something different to her son, something that plenty of people would have frowned upon, or at least questioned.

"Uuuugh... it is way too early for this," FD replied with a groan, trying to close his eyes once again, but as soon as he did, he felt the sticky, precum-coated tip of his mother's flesh pressing into his lips again.

"You spoiled rotten boy! I've never known anyone to complain about breakfast in bed before," Sasha claimed, giving her son a quick wink as she loomed over him. She hadn't bothered with clothing that morning, and her breasts, swollen and full, sat perfectly upon her chest, looking enticing to any male that might be lucky enough to gaze upon them.

FD didn't have a choice but to look at them, and he was stuck with a decision that many would have a problem making. In his case, it was a rather easy choice, as the very tip of his tongue slipped forth to swirl around the pulsing tip of his mother's cock. He slurped all of the precum from it before opening his muzzle and taking the very tip of it in, still yawning quietly as he began to suckle upon the very tip.

Letting out a low, pleasured moan, Sasha leaned further over the bed, giving her son that much more of her length to play with. "Mnnn...good boy. I knew you couldn't say no to a little fun, first thing in the morning," she claimed. Treating her son with the kind of affection that was befitting of her own child, she playfully ruffled the long, vibrant yellow spikes that came up in rows upon the back of his head, while acting entirely like a lover to him, as well, gazing down at him with eyes that were entirely fogged over with a layer of lust.

"Mnnf...mmhm..." FD tried to reply around his mouthful, and he was sure that he'd be hearing about it later as he lowered his head forward and allowed more of his mother's shaft to glide across the flat of his slick, slippery tongue and toward his throat. Sasha had plenty to give, and FD could already feel the very tip of her cock tickling and teasing at his throat as she began to give a gentle pump with her hips, letting her soft, swollen orbs swing freely as she did.

"Now, don't ignore the side dish," Sasha reminded her son, as she reached down with a clawed paw and spread the slit of her womanhood wide open for her son to see. It was an unusual angle, thanks to the way that her long, thick black cock poked out of the sheath, but FD could still see tiny webs of arousal stringing across the labia of his mother's folds, just barely visible under her sack. Not one to leave her wanting, FD gulped further down onto the offered breakfast and swallowed against the tip, all while working a pawtip down the base of her sack and teasing each of the heavy orbs within it. They came to rest just within the spreading hold of her own pawtips, and finally, FD gave a quick, teasing stroke at the exposed, drooling flesh, tickling it with a playful, almost childish intent.

Nearly buckling under the growing wealth of pleasure, Sasha braced a paw on the head board of her son's bed and leaned over, trembling with delight as FD playfully stroked along the open flesh of her pussy. "Mmnnn...y-yes, baby! That's why you're mommy's favorite!" she cheered him on, still pumping her hips in to FD's face with no signs of slowing down, even as FD could feel drops of her precum starting to pool in the back of his maw. He instinctively swallowed each and every time, trying to keep the path clear so that he could breathe a little easier, but his mom was truly more than a mouthful for him, and for anyone, really.

The load that was soon to come would easily be more than FD could handle, and Sasha was planning on it as she felt her body contracting. Her unique anatomy allowed for both of her sets of sexual organs to fire off at the same time, meaning that her orgasms weren't just twice as voluminous, but twice as pleasurable, and in that regard, the ecstasy was almost_dizzying_ for Sasha, at times. "Gonna have a l-little dessert before dinner, son?" she asked, teasing him with the prospect of swallowing her entire yield of cum, when she knew that he would rather be able to see the mess. Sasha kept him in the dark for the moment, just enjoying the sight of her son's tired, dreamy eyes gazing up into her own, looking to her with such a pleading gaze that she couldn't possibly deny him what he really wanted.

"Mnnnf...Mnnn!" FD began to moan around his mouthful, and Sasha raised an eyebrow at the sound, curious as to why her son would be gasping like that, just from suckling upon her member. She knew how much of a turn on it was for him, but as her wing flickered up and off of her back, it brushed away the messy covers from her son's bed and revealed that his paw was gently jerking around the base of his own cock. Her eyes shamelessly admired the thick, bulbous knot at the base, and the sharp, powerful ridges that ran up along the length, the perfect little addition to her son's manhood.

Trying to look offended, Sasha gasped dramatically and pulled her cock free from her son's maw, yanking it back rapidly so that trails of his spittle would still stick to the dripping flesh. "Masturbating in front of your own mother? How depraved! I can't believe you would do such a thing!" Sasha yelled at her son, putting on such a convincing act that FD actually shied back and away in his bed a little bit. All the while, Sasha was primed to erupt, and the tension of her orgasm finally boiled over as she gripped the base of her own member, giving it a firm, full stroke and spraying her seed across the bridge of FD's muzzle. "Th-this'll teach you, boy!" Sasha cried out, tilting her head back in pleasure as long, thin streaks of creamy, white cum splashed down across her son's face, sitting between his nostrils and covering his muzzle with a thin, painted coat of the mess, until strings of it were dripping down his cheeks and onto his neck.

FD lowered his ears just slightly and tried to look as innocent as he could, and with the pleasure of her release came a change in tone for Sasha, who winked at her son and approached the side of his bed once again. "Now, son...you know that I was just teasing. I'd be insulted if you didn't jack off in front of me!" she reminded him, catching her breath surprisingly quick despite the violent release of her orgasm. It was just another of the many benefits of her unique anatomy, and where her male organs were spent, her female organs were still close to the brink and waiting for their chance to reach a release. "However...if you feel the need to do such a thing in front of me, obviously, your mother hasn't been taking good enough care of you. I hope this will make it up to you..."

"And just how would my mother make it up to me? I've been so needy lately; this is the first time you've woken me this way in quite some time," FD reminded her, as Sasha began to climb into the bed, still holding the base of her thick, onyx length. "I can't really help stroking it in front of you when I'm so pent up...especially when you decide to wake me up with a facial!"

Sasha grinned as she climbed over the nude body of her son and straddled his thighs, sitting close to his cock, but not quite on it, just yet. "You can act like you didn't enjoy that all you want, son. I know that you loved every minute of it," Sasha confirmed, as she pulled her paw away from her own flesh and licked some of the excess seed from it, just to watch her son's cock jump and throb at the erotic display. "And what other way could I make it up to my darling boy than by finishing him off in a way that we can both enjoy?"

A relationship with a herm was all about taking turns, at the end of the day. You had to be flexible about whether you were going to be the top or the bottom, and when it was your own mother, especially a dominant mother, you had to be willing to take the fall, every now and again.

The way FD saw it, having his mother straddle higher on his hips, until the very tip of his cock was gliding between the freshly emptied orbs of his mother's sack, he was quite the lucky male, and even if it wasn't his favorite position, he would have been a fool to complain about it.

"Sleeping with your own son...what would your mother say?" FD asked, trying to wear a confident grin as Sasha reached back and gripped the base of her son's flesh, gently squeezing the knot with her open paw and working a little precum out of it. Her hips leaned back, and she began to rock her body against his, allowing that slick, clear fluid to build against the delicate, pouting flesh of her labia.

"She'd ask when it was her turn," Sasha admitted, giggling at the thought of something so lewd, forbidden, and in a way, somewhat silly. "But she doesn't get to have you, my son...you're mine... all mine...and I'm not the type to share if I don't have to."

Sasha was a tease when she was in control, and though it felt amazing to FD to have the very head of his cock bathed over and over again in the slick, amorous juices of his mother's womanhood, his hips couldn't keep from bouncing up slightly, trying so hard to penetrate her. With their size being so close, and Sasha being on top, she had full control of her son, and each time, she let the tip of his manhood drift a little closer, spreading her labia apart a little bit more each time, but she kept him waiting for the main event, knowing that the tease was driving him crazy.

"G-gods, mother...please...just f-fuck me already!" FD groaned, his whole body beginning to tremble as a copious amount of precum spilled from his tip, soaking what was already a dripping, sticky messy in his mother's flesh. "I can't...c-can't take it anymore..."

"Then you have to say it," Sasha argued, as she held her hips still and allowed her son to gently stab and jab at her folds, but she was still just out of his reach enough that he never quite made it inside of her. "Say that you're mine."

"I'm...I'm y-yours, mother."

Sasha felt her muzzle curl up in a devious, snickering grin. "Hmmph. Say it like you mean it, boy..."

Giving one last desperate thrust and nearly pinning the head of his cock within her, FD groaned with a painful need and winced his eyes shut. "I'm yours, mother...a-all yours, and only yours!"

"Good boy," Sasha replied rather simply, as her hips suddenly came thundering down on her son. She took the whole of his cock in a quick, sharp thrust, enveloping his entire length within her warm, welcoming passage and soaking his sack with the healthy splash of juices that spread between them when she finally granted her son access. "Ooooh... d-damn, that's good! My son has s-such a healthy cock..." Sasha praised him, as she slowly rolled her hips and lifted her rump, allowing her inner walls to feel each and every ridge along the flesh of her son's cock as she pulled up to the tip. The second drop of her hips was decidedly slower as she internally examined each and every ridge, wishing to become familiar with the incestuous flesh all over again.

On the other end of the thrust, FD felt the wind nearly knocked out of his gut as his mother dropped upon him so fiercely, but the squealing cry of delight that followed couldn't possibly be minced. FD was in heaven, surrounded by the blissful petals that were his mother's forbidden flesh, and as he managed to peek one eye open, he could see Sasha looking down at him with a blend between a motherly smile, and a lustful, devious grin. Behind all of it, though, there was a thick, heavy veil of pleasure, one that didn't seem to care if Sasha and FD were flesh and blood. It only cared that they were willing to bare all to each other, and though some might have seen it as wrong, Sasha raised her son to be the perfect blend of submissive and attentive, so he'd be the kind of lover that she needed.

His reward for it all was the kind of pleasure that only she could provide, as her hips gently wiggled side to side as they came down, and her inner walls clenched in different spots on each drop, never giving FD a chance to guess where the pleasure was coming from.

If only all mothers loved their sons like this, I bet they'd be so much more well behaved, just like my boy is, Sasha thought to herself as she reached up, squeezing one of her own breasts and twirling the nipple about between her pawtips as she rode her son in shameless bliss, uncaring of what the outside world thought of their relationship. She could see that same elation played across the face of her son as FD gripped his mother by the rump, digging his claws into the scales of her flesh to give him any sort of leverage, and finally, he began to pump back against her, letting his body express the kind of love that he had for her, while their eyes stayed locked upon each other in the throes of passion.

"I...I c-can't feel that throbbing," Sasha grunted, letting out a deep, full breath of pleasure as she began to hammer her hips down in short, rapid thrusts, bracing her spare paw against the slim, rigid muscles of her son's torso. "I know you're g-getting close, baby...don't hod back...f-fucking fill mommy up!"

The idea of climaxing inside of his mother was still just enough of a taboo for FD to be both entirely naughty and enticing, and yet, the kind of thing that he couldn't believe he was about to do. The knot at the base of his length was sure to penetrate his mother before too long, and once it did, there would be no turning back for the incestuous couple, regardless of the risks that it might incur.

Of course, they'd taken that risk before, and whether it was luck, or some sort of deficiency, they seemed to get away with it, every single time. Risks being damned, FD gritted his fangs together and summoned up his strength, still being just the littlest bit too sleepy to give it his all. His hips slammed up and forth into his mother with a wet and sticky coupling, filling the room with echoes of their lovemaking.

Sasha finally tilted her head back as her inner walls convulsed and contracted without her control, squeezing around her son entirely at random and filling her body with a pleasure that she couldn't escape. Her clit buzzed at the peak of her womanhood as she threw her head back, her blue scales glistening with a thin layer of sexual exhaustion as her thrusts came to a head, and she slammed down fiercely, trying to absorb her son's knot in the process. "F-fuck, yes! Yes! Baby, t-that's it! Knot your mommy...knot your f-fucking mother! Mnnnn!" she cried out in heavenly delight, heralding her orgasm as her labia were spread wide apart by the coming of her son's knot. She could feel her tight womanhood struggling to take the bulb, but she wiggled her hips again and kept pressing down as her son pounded up into her, increasing the chances of a proper tie that much more, until she felt a familiar, delicious POP against her flesh.

Then, it was FD who threw his head back against the pillow and cried out with such pleasure that the whole house would have been able to hear him. "Nnngh, damn! Gonna cum...I'm fucking cumming, Mom! C-can't...can't stop it!" he warned her, but each end of the incestuous pair knew exactly what they were doing, and the risks involved. Neither one of them could possibly care about it as Sasha felt long, thick ropes of cum spraying across her insides, leaving her vaginal walls soaking with a tasty layer of seed from her own flesh and blood. Once she had control of her body again, she continued to squeeze around her son's manhood manually, wanting to milk every drop of cum that he could possibly offer her, all while thanking him for being such a good boy all the time.

If it wasn't the perfect way to wake up, it had to be damn close, and FD could only lay back against the bed in exhaustion as his mother sat upon his hips, reached back, and gripped the pad of flesh between his legs where she knew his thick, swollen orbs were hiding. They were internal, but she could still playfully squeeze and stroke them, helping to ease a little more seed out of her child, as she watched him with slightly lidded eyes.

He was her treat, her treasure, and he truly was all hers...there was no denying it.

**

"That's really all you're gonna have for breakfast this morning? A bowl of cereal?"

"Well, I already got an unexpected load of nutrients."

"I swear...that stuff is nothing but sugar and preservatives," Sasha cautioned her son, making her disapproval of his eating habits rather clear. "And you really shouldn't lay so close to the TV. It'll damage your eyes, if you do."

FD rolled those same eyes as he tried to enjoy his cereal, but he found it a bit difficult. Every single time the spoon got near to his muzzle, he fell forward again and moved slightly off balance, leaving him to grunt and groan as puffs of corn fell to the floor.

"Don't you roll your eyes at me, mister. You're the one who likes getting fucked in the ass in front of the TV."

"That's not what I was rolling my eyes about."

It was an unusual little ritual, to say the least, but it was a great way for mother and son to bond after what had been a rather rough and passionate lovemaking session. FD had to get his strength back up, so he'd knelt down on all fours in front of the TV with his breakfast, a mere bowl of cereal, and his mother, forbidding him to wear clothes afterwards, happily lubricated her member and stuffed her son's ass as full as it could be, as she'd done plenty of times before.

It was FD's favorite position, and it was just another little reward that Sasha had been planning for him, long before she'd planned to wake him up, that morning.

"They'll be rolling back into your head in a minute," Sasha suggested, as her hips pounded gently against her son's backside. Her pace was slow and gentle, bordering on being lazy, but she didn't want to disrupt his breakfast too much. She just wanted to enjoy a little more mutual pleasure with her son, and she couldn't think of a better way to do it, as her cock filled up his waiting, loosened tailhole once again.

Nearly dropping his muzzle into the bowl itself, FD grunted with pleasure and nuzzled his cheek into his arm, trying to ignore the pleasure that radiated through every inch of his body, but he couldn't keep the whimpering enjoyment to himself, and his mother knew just how close he was by the telltale clenching of his inner muscles around her cock.

"N-need a little extra cream for that cereal?" Sasha asked, as she watched the pool of precum growing on the carpet of the living room floor. "Looks like you can make your own..."

"Don't even t-think about it!" FD cried out, wishing that his mother hadn't ever suggested such a thing, but he could almost feel her grin as she leered over him and rested her paws upon his hips, gripping them tightly and slamming her body fiercely into his own. The spoon fell from FD's paws with a loud CLINK as it splashed back into the bowl, and Sasha watched with forbidden glee as her son winced his eyes shut again and began to bounce his ass gently back against her.

"Already fantasized about it, can't wait to to see you do it in the future," Sasha admitted without even a scrap of shame in her voice. She let out a quick gasp of surprise as her son backed his hips into her own, trying to encourage her to go that much deeper into his haunches, even with her impressively sized member. "My goodness... my son sure is a little slut for mommy's cock, isn't he?"

"Mnnn...mhmm..."

Able to sense just how shy FD was becoming at her dominant advances, Sasha grinned and spanked his ass harshly, letting the entire house hear and feel the brutal SMACK as her paw raked upon it. It might have seemed just a little too harsh for some, but for FD, it was just the spark that he needed to breach the walls of his second climax that day...and it wasn't even noon. "Then cum for mommy...I wanna see that messy seed spilling across the floor!"

FD could already feel his mother's third orgasm beginning to streak across his inner walls as she ordered him around, but the moment her paw struck his backside, his mouth flew open in a silent, squeaking moan, and a sudden burst of seed flew from his cock without warning. It actually strung out and landed in his poor cereal bowl, tainting the food and making a mess of the carpet in the process as the pair of mother and son had another conjoined climax, Sasha pounding into her child with relentless force and filling his ass with a heaping load of fresh cum, all while FD spilled his essence across the floor and left a terrible mess on the carpet, his cock throbbing wildly with the pleasure that kept him pinned to the floor just as effectively as his own mother.

"Ah...ah... f-fuck...my goodness..." Sasha panted, her hips finally coming to a crawl as she settled upon her son, leaning over his lower back and resting in the clutches of his wings. "Such a g-good fuck...my son is just the perfect little fuck for me..."

Though it was hard to see under a set of red scales, FD could feel his cheeks flushing violently at the praise of his mother. He held her up until she finally slumped off of the side of him, and in turn, as his cock slowly retreated back into the vertical slit upon his body, he collapsed into the puddle of his own mess, truly exhausted both physically, and sexually.

Sasha had already eaten breakfast, but she could see that she'd worn her son down, near to the point of falling back asleep. Picking up the bowl of cereal, she smiled down at him, once again wearing that perfect, chemical mixture of motherly affection and sinful lust, as she went to fetch him a fresh one.

"Rest well for the moment, my son...I need you to be revitalized when I bring you your lunch."