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Family Intimacy

Chapter One

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Fyrdrgon

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"You sure do look tired there, sugar."

The younger dragon blinked rapidly and opened and closed his mouth in half a yawn, fighting the natural instinct to open his jaws wide and display his sleepiness to the world. He sat up and rolled his shoulders as if fighting the urge to stretch his arms out above his head, denying his tiredness with every scrap of will in his body. Rubbing the crust from his eyes, he shook his head stubbornly and glanced up at his mother, young adult muscles firm beneath his creased old T-shirt. In the later years of school, he had well and truly blossomed, becoming a drake that both of his parents could be proud of, blue scales vibrant with good health. The two horns that arced lightly back from his head had grown with him, making him a drake to be reckoned with if anyone had ever had cause to go up against the laid-back dragon. But nobody tussled with Kao.

Leaning back on the sofa, Sasha chuckled and slipped her arms around his shoulders, her tail resting against his. She remembered the times when she had been uncomfortable sitting so close to her parents, yet had never felt that way with her offspring. If Kao and Fyr had had any qualms about her being so near, she was confident in the knowledge that they would immediately tell her with a good glare and a flick of their tails too just for good measure. They were, after all, a very close family, a fact that had been commented on at numerous parent-teacher conferences during the course of their education, which was coming to the very tail end as they grew into young adults.

Their lives were very different to what her childhood had been. She smiled sadly, only barely paying attention to what was happening on the television screen, the movie that they had been so excited to watch earlier now all but forgotten. No, she hadn't had a bad life as a hatchling, a much younger dragoness, but it had certainly been a different time. And how the times had changed.

Snapping back to reality, Sasha leaned forward to allow herself the space to stretch out her wings, the translucent membranes allowing the glow of lamplight to shimmer faintly through. Her son grumbled at the disturbance and slumped back into the plush pillows of the sofa, his eyelids already drooping once again. She nudged him in the side with the tip of one, clawed finger, the end of her tail flicking back and forth like that of a feline waiting to pounce.

"I'm not tired," Kao said at last, the tip of his tail stubbornly curling around his ankle. "I don't know what has made you think that."

Sasha raised an eyebrow, wiping the grin carefully from her muzzle as her eyes glimmered with mischief. One of the perks of being a parent surely was in teasing one's children, it had to be said.

"Less of the snark, I'll not have it from you now even if you're older. And yeah?" She feigned disbelief, pressing a paw contemplative to the side of her muzzle, fingers wrapping delicately around. "So you totally weren't falling asleep on me just now then, were you, hm?"

Kao scowled, mantling his wings above his shoulders to hide most of his muzzle from view.

"Wasn't sleeping."

"Mhm, sure thing, honey, sure thing."

"What was this movie anyway?" He asked, leaning in so that his cheek rested against her shoulder, clad in the soft fabric of her loose evening clothes. "I don't think I've been paying attention. When were they in the car?"

Sasha shook her head and clicked her tongue good-naturedly against the roof of her mouth, just like she had done when she rode the ponies of her much younger days, as she explained the plot and previous events to the somewhat brighter eyed Kao. Although he listened attentively enough, she knew he would forget just about everything she'd told him in, oh, about five minutes or so. And so her thoughts drifted, an action movie synopsis - really, weren't they all the same? - flowing seamlessly, perfectly, from her lips as she wandered back and back through her memories.

She remembered the ponies, smelling of hay and that earthen, horsey scent that could never be replicated by any high end perfume. She'd tried - oh, she'd tried to find that enticing aroma again, the sweetness of her younger days. Sasha licked her lips, faltering in the thread of conversation that only she seemed intent on keeping afloat as Kao's head dropped onto her shoulder, chest rising and falling rhythmically. She grinned, trailing off with words that no longer mattered. She wasn't even sure she'd been that interested in the movie after all as the lamplight glowed oh so enticingly.

She stroked Kao's head, careful to avoid his horns as she ran her fingers tenderly over his scales. He and his sister couldn't have been more alike and yet so very different simultaneously. Sasha laughed quietly to herself, careful not to let her chest move too much so as not to rouse him from his impromptu slumber. Fyr had gone to bed early, but was probably still awake under the sheets, her nose tucked into a book or something else to ward off oncoming sleep for just a little bit longer.

Kao snorted and chortled a snore in his sleep, lips pulling up in a smile as his eyes flicked this way and that beneath closed lids. Sasha sighed minutely, trying to fight down motherly concern as she checked him over, if just from what parts of him she could see. Bless him, he really needed more sleep than he'd been getting. Maybe Fyr would grow up to have her own ranch one day. She smiled wistfully. Well, that was a hope and a half, wasn't it? But she could dream and imagine the life for Fyr that she wished she'd had. Even if she was happy with her lot in the end.

She'd, after all, gained two beautiful dragonets - well, not so much dragonets anymore - and a loving, if busy, husband out of the deal. No, it wasn't all that bad, not so bad at all.

Kao stirred and she held her breath, wing slipping around his back to cradle him carefully against her. Motherly instincts did die hard, after all. Despite her best efforts, however, he woke blearily, blinking against the dim light of the living room. He stretched his paws towards his knees, muscles stiff even from his brief yet deep slumber. Looking up at his mother, he half-smiled without quite completing the motion. But she'd heard the question that came out of his mouth too many times for it not to sting this time too.

"When will dad be back?"

Sasha winced, though tried not to let Kao see, hiding the reflex behind her paw. She took a moment to compose herself, adjusting her position on the sofa to account for the pause before her response.

"Later, sweetie, you know he's been working late. He will be back."

Kao frowned, attention wavering from the movie that should have engrossed him and yet had failed to do its job. Sasha cursed it in less than ladylike terms mentally.

"But it's Saturday. Why does he have to work on Saturday?"

His voice took on a whiny note that she had not heard for many years and the older dragoness bristled, drawing her torso up just a little bit taller.

"It's a busy time at the firm," she said. "You know he's just doing this for the three of us - you, me and Fyr too, of course. He's doing all this work for us."

Kao rolled his eyes, though could not put all that much angst into the look as he struggled to fight down a yawn.

"Fyr can take care of herself."

His mother stifled a chuckle and shook her head as disapprovingly as she was able, mirth twitching at her lips.

"Fyr has enough fire in her to take care of herself, yes, sweetie, but everything your father does is for the three of us, as I said. We're all important to him. I didn't even think you two had had a spat today, I was making lunch with her earlier and she was glowing. You get on with your sister, don't you?"

Kao did not reply, instead tucking his legs up on the sofa the best he could. They were too long to fit on what remained of the sofa and he cursed under his breath, throwing them up over the arm so that he could relax back in his mother's lap. For all his size and complaining that he was no longer the little hatchling she remembered, she purred down at him and stroked his muzzle, soothing him as he gave a full-throated yawn and showed off a maw lined with sharp teeth.

"Can I sleep here with you then?" He murmured, looking very much as if he would not have been able to do anything else, even if she'd said no to him. "I'm so tired... And if dad's not coming home yet..."

Sasha's heart melted just a little bit.

"Of course, honey. I'll make sure you get to bed once you're sound asleep."

"You don't have to carry me up, I'm not a baby," Kao muttered, but the young adult dragon was already leaning warmly into her again, eyelids drooping.

Smoothing her palm down the flat of his muzzle again and again, Sasha found herself warding off sleep with an increasingly weaker will. Maneuvering her sleeping son so that he lay lengthways down the sofa, she slipped down carefully behind him without a peep from his muzzle. Congratulating herself on such a move - really, when had she become so stealthy? - Sasha chuckled silently to herself, chest vibrating lightly with her own amusement. The sofa was so comfortable, if a little cramped, and a warm body against hers was admittedly a nice change from the natural tone of things. Or, at least, the tune that her life and Orrix's had fallen into.

No point in going back to an empty bed, she thought, even as sleep claimed her, dragging her eyelids down and down and down. I'll just stay here... I'm sure Orrix will wake me once he's back. Just a little rest here and that'll be just fine and dandy.

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Sleep reigned blissful.

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When Sasha woke, however, there was no gentle paw on her shoulder shaking her awake and no one had come in to turn off the lamps as the night crawled on. She blinked rapidly, warm and comfortable with something shifting against her back. Where was she? What was she doing? And why was something moving against her - something very much alive?

Coming back to herself slowly, the living room came into view with the family photos lined up above the electric fireplace, the television set playing another movie that she didn't know the name of. She craned her neck, somehow on the very edge of the sofa with Kao behind her. Had they gotten turned around in the night? And where was Orrix? Her heart sank. Where was her husband? Had he not come home at all?

And what in heavens was Kao doing? She wriggled, tail stiff as her eyes continued to adjust to the light. The male dragon shifted and squirmed like an eel against her back, arms wrapped around her waist in a vice-like grip. It was quite clear that she wasn't going anywhere without waking him and she tried to twist quietly in his grasp. Something hard pressed up under her tail and the older dragoness suddenly froze, eyes wide and no longer trying to look back over her shoulder; she was afraid of what she'd see.

But she'd felt that hard shaft on another far too many times to deny what she felt from her son. His cock throbbed hard in his loose pants as he whined, humping and grinding against her buttocks with single-minded determination. There was already a wet patch on his pants and Sasha panted, trying to pin her tail down between their bodies, but he held her far too closely for that to be an option. Rumbling in his sleep, Kao tucked his muzzle down between her shoulder blades and hissed softly, tail swinging out against the back of the sofa as he continued to buck his hips like he was really sliding his cock into a female. Sasha trembled. Or pushing his cock into her.

No! It had gone too far already!

Sasha clenched her teeth. She had to move. If Kao woke up, he'd be mortified to find out what he was doing! She couldn't do that to him! And she certainly couldn't let him hump her like a horny dog in heat either!

The dragoness took a deep breath, filling her lungs with air and steely determination. But how to get out of such a, quite literally, sticky situation without waking him or making it worse than it already was? Her mind raced. Well, she could try to wriggle free again, that was certainly worth a shot.

Her paws crept to his, pressing into her stomach, and she gently tried to release them, prying one finger loose at a time. But as soon as she had pulled one digit free, the others were gripping tighter and tighter, his sleeping growls and furious humps growing more urgent in their frequency. Sasha gasped as a particularly aggressive thrust drove his shaft between her buttocks, just barely pressing in the fabric of her own pants so that it eased into her pussy lips. In the privacy of her own mind, she let loose a most unladylike swear.

She could not say otherwise; it was simply electrifying to be touched there, even if it was through her son's mindless thrusts. Sasha whimpered and wriggled forward, clawing at the sofa to drag herself away, any thoughts of leaving Kao asleep not even registering in her mind anymore. If he woke - so be it. They just would never, ever, ever speak of it again!

But her son was too close to something more intimate to think of letting her breathe freedom once more. Nipping at her shoulder, he mock growled in his slumber and dug his claws into his stomach, hips jerking wildly as something wet spread across the front of his pants. With a shock that had her frozen in place once more, Sasha realised that he had climaxed while grinding against her, his very own mother.

Her cheeks coloured hot and red beneath her scales, heat radiating from them. But it wasn't her fault - she hadn't been able to get away! Guilt settled over her like a cloud as Kao grunted and gave one low moan, grinding into her as the stream of cum tapered off. Vaguely, in the back of her mind, she couldn't help but be ever so slightly impressed that, at his age, he was able to produce so much. But, then again, it was the time that young drake's really did enter their prime sexual years, lusts rising as they hunted for a mate, whether that mate ended up being male or female.

Closing her eyes, Sasha counted the seconds until her son's orgasm was over.

Only when his orgasm was good and done did the dragon calm down, exhaling one big sigh as he settled back into the sofa. His grip on her loosened and, despite her hammering heart, she wasted no time in extricating herself, however ungracefully that had to be done. Kao stretched out a leg over the arm of the sofa and scratched his side, a goofy smile lingering on his parted jaws as if he was particularly pleased with what he'd just done.

Throat tight, Sasha crawled free and tumbled to the floor with a dull thump that sent pain thrumming up from her thigh - the point of impact. Somehow, she managed to stifle the pained gasp that should have come, though there would surely be a bruise there the next morning that she'd have to explain away to her family. She winced. And Orrix. He'd want to know how it came to be. But what could she possibly tell him?

She slunk upstairs with her tail between her legs and slowly stripped off her clothes, averting her eyes from the wet patch on the backside of her own pants, a tribute to what had just happened. Her bed sheets were still made up immaculately; clearly no husband was coming home that night.

Suddenly rife with loneliness, the dragoness crept into the bed as if afraid to disturb the perfect sheets. Where was Orrix? Why did he have to work so late? Against herself, she mimicked Kao's questions in her own mind, eyes watering with traitorous moisture as she laid her head down on the pillow. And why had she not screamed and shaken Kao awake? She could have made it work, said she'd had a nightmare or something, and then neither of them would have been stuck with any kind of embarrassment from the heat of the moment.

She sighed and wrapped her arms around her torso, resisting the urge to dig out her old plush toy from the bedside cabinet. No, she was stronger than that. And she did what she thought was right, even if that meant she was left with curdling guilt. Kao, at the very least, would be spared that.

Sasha turned her muzzle into the pillow, wing outstretched into the space where Orrix should have been. It was cool to the touch. With or without Orrix at her side, she could think about what had happened in the morning. But no action had to be taken either way.

At least not until true sleep had been had.

*

Sasha resolved never to tell Kao of what had happened the night before, but that didn't mean that it ran through her mind over and over again the very next day. If a casual observer had had a window into her mind, they would have been shocked at what they found there. She tried to busy herself with breakfast, feeding Kao and her red-scaled daughter with mindless autonomy. Kao, at least, seemed himself, wolfing down his breakfast and then disappearing out with his friends, mobile phone firmly tucked into his pocket. Sasha was glad that she had instilled that habit in him early, unsure if she would have been able to stop herself from saying something she regretted if he had hung about the house for all that much longer.

Orrix eventually arrived sometime around mid-morning, drawing her in close to him, although the shadows under his eyes told of a later night than even she'd had. Yet she could not allow him to hug her and squirmed free with what she hoped was a playful flick of her tail, relieved that he was back if only to act as a distraction for the black dragon. She couldn't help but feel just a little bit resentful of him, however, knowing that, if he'd been home, she would never have ended up cuddled on the sofa with Kao. And look how that had turned out!

But Orrix was never to know either. He was never to know how she'd allowed her son to grind against her until he soaked his pants in sleeping orgasm.

All day, thoughts of her son ran through her mind and she stumbled over her words when he returned home, working herself into a fluster that had the young male staring at her incredulously.

"What's got into you?" He demanded, tail rigid and the frill on his head stiff. "Is something wrong? Where's dad? Is he still gone?"

"No, no, nothing like that, honey," she rushed to reassure him, wishing she could wipe the blush from her muzzle. "Just a bit tired, don't think I slept all that well last night."

Kao shook his head and scratched his nose.

"Well, that sofa is dead comfy, I slept like a log."

Sasha gulped and managed a weak smile.

Her heart sank when Orrix put his suit jacket back on sometime during the middle of the afternoon. She laid a paw on his arm, her eyes imploring.

"Out again?"

The dragon winced as if he'd been caught doing something he shouldn't have been.

"Yes, dear," he said slowly, swallowing and adjusting his tie. "They need me for the case, it's still ongoing. We'll have time off in lieu of this, they've promised us."

Sasha sighed.

"The kids are asking where you are. Come back tonight, okay?"

Orrix nodded quickly as if relieved that she wasn't pushing the matter further or demanding in any way that he stay home with her. But Sasha wasn't unreasonable by any means - he had a job to do too, even if his took him away more often on the weekends, which, before, had been time for just the two of them and the kids.

When her husband had gone, she perched on the edge of the dining table, situated in the centre of their kitchen, and mused over what she could pull together for dinner on such short notice: there had to be something in the fridge. Before she could come to a decision, however, Kao padded into the kitchen with his trademark yawn, jeans creased and T-shirt rumpled as if he hadn't been out gallivanting with his friends at all, but rather kipping on the sofa. Something deep in her gut stirred just at the sight of him, but she pushed it down deeper, refusing to acknowledge just what she felt.

"Fancy doing movies again tonight, kiddo?"

Kao wrinkled his nose.

"Mom, you haven't called me that in years. Don't start again now."

Sasha laughed, surprising even herself with how easily the mirth poured forth.

"Oh my! Aren't you sounding like a right little grown up dragon now?"

Kao groaned and took a step back.

"If I watch a movie with you again, will you stop saying things like that? It's so embarrassing!" The dragon danced from hind paw to paw. "Think of it like this - my friends would right take the mickey out of me if they heard you saying that - so don't!"

What a prima-donna...

Sasha sighed and shrugged, rolling her eyes too for good measure.

"Fine, if it gets me some company, I guess that's a fair trade."

Kao raised an eyebrow at that comment, which was surely not meant for his ears, but said nothing.

"What about Fyr?" He asked, exercising a side more diplomacy than Sasha had. "Will we have to watch something she likes too, or will it just be something you and I like?"

Sasha cracked a grin at that; at least their taste in movies was similar while Fyr's... Well, they could say that her tastes varied wildly. Such a strange dragoness, yet there was surely no bad in her.

"That dragoness will come down if she so pleases, you know that. Young ladies get some odd moods about them and, if she's anything like I was, it'll stretch well into her twenties too. Get used to it now and you'll have an easy life."

Kao wrinkled his muzzle.

"Almost worth being gay."

Laughter gripped Sasha and bent her over double like a puppeteer's toy, tail slapping the kitchen counter. Her eyes watered and tears streamed freely down her cheeks as she howled with mirth, giggling even as she tried to haul herself back. But there was no hope - she was well and truly gone in a fit of the giggles, reaching for a glass of water on the counter and failing to even pick it up from how shockingly her paw shook from laughing.

Kao rubbed his head, waiting for her to return to her senses, although he did not make any move to stop her from laughing or return to conversation before she was good and ready. Sasha's heart warmed, chest aching from too much laughter. That was one of the things that she absolutely truly loved about her son: the very best son in all of the world.

"Now, Kao," she said, wiping tears from her eyes, words interspersed with giggles that just would not go away. "I know things are a bit weird down here with how who furs like is treated, but the fact of the matter is that your father and I love you very much and we don't mind if you like males or females. But here I am quite sure from the way I've seen you eyeing up the ladies that you most certainly are not gay!"

Kao shrugged, completely nonplussed by what had happened. It was as if he was well used to his mother and her random fits. Truth be told, Sasha slowly relaxed in the pleasant sensation of laughing so hard that her chest physically hurt. Something inside her chest that she had not even known was wound tightly released, allowing a deep breath to escape her in a wispy rush. She smiled widely. It was good to laugh.

Her son pursed his lips, jigging one hind paw in the air as if trying to think of something.

"I've got way too much to do before I make any decisions about something like that. I got school to finish up and soccer is, like, a total blast still. Maybe I can do something like that, but I've got time to work out anything bigger like that. Ain't no rush."

The older dragon straightened her upper back, looking at him as if seeing her son in a new light altogether. Even though he'd told her time and time again that he was growing up, sometimes all it took was one, poignant incident for a mother to truly see it with her very own eyes.

"You suddenly sound very grown up."

Kao looked at her strangely.

"That's because I am. Now what do you want to watch? And what about dinner?"

They sorted dinner out between themselves amicably enough; pizza always went down well regardless of what was going on. Even Fyr moseyed on down for a few slices, chatting pleasantly enough before wandering back up to her room to clamp her headphones back over her ears and seal off the outside world. But that was okay. That meant another action movie could be on the cards for that night.

Popping in the movie, Sasha flopped heavily onto the sofa and patted the space next to her as she settled into the dent she'd made in the fabric. Kao stared at her as if she'd grown a second head.

"Geez, mom, you always tell me not to do that."

"Yeah, well, sometimes you have to break the rules just a little bit," she said with a wink. "Our little secret?"

The younger dragon shook his head and settled beside her to watch the new movie, which they would hopefully stay awake for. Kao seemed to keep his distance a little and Sasha wondered belatedly if he'd found the stains of his own cum in his pants the next morning. Her heart pounded harder, mouth dry. But surely, even if he had worked out what had happened in the night, he wouldn't have attributed any of it to her, would he?

Worries spinning her mind into a whirlwind, Sasha uncharacteristically poured herself a nip from the liquor cabinet and downed it quickly. It soothed her nerves, however, even if it did nothing to keep the thoughts of Kao from her head. If anything, it made them worse. But it made her sleepy too and sometimes sleep was a disguised blessing. But it was her son that she was thinking of as she slouched back against the sofa in the arms of an untimely sleep, his imagined shaft grinding against her rump over and over again.

Sasha did not know when she'd fallen asleep, only that, when she woke, the menu screen of the movie was playing over and over again, music stuck in a continuous loop.

And Kao was again grinding against her backside like he had nowhere else in the world that he would have rather been. The dragon did not grip her around the waist quite as tightly as before and growled as he rocked into her tail and buttocks. He mumbled to himself in his sleep as if enjoying the sensation of her body pressing back against him and Sasha stifled a moan of her own, finally allowing herself to relax back into his touch.

Oh, how long it had been... Her head rolled back and any thoughts of stopping Kao did not even make it to the forefront of her head, the dragon too wrapped up in pleasure and sensation to care. When had Orrix last tried to get her in bed with him for anything other than sleep? She swallowed hard. Would one touch hurt? Would there really be any harm?

Curiosity got the better of her. She just had to check one thing first.

"Kao?" She breathed. "Kao are you awake?"

There was no sound from her son and, before she could let reason into her mind, she held her breath and reached back, pressing her fingers to that hard shaft. He bucked into her paw, seeming to enjoy her new stimulus, and Sasha sucked in a breath, eyes wide. Her son was... She inhaled sharply. Well, he was fairly sizeable! It had to be said! And he was already drooling pre-cum, soaking the front of his pants like he was cumming! If she'd been in any other place or time, she would have whistled, impressed.

But then the dragon's movements became a little more lively and undoubtedly conscious.

Kao stirred and yawned, pulling back from her as he rubbed sleep from his eyes. Sasha's heart leapt into her throat, filling her throat with a rapid pounding that was too intense for breath. Her chest locked up as he looked at her and then down at himself, blinking as he tried to understand what was going on. His drained mind was slow in waking, but not that slow.

"Mm... Mom?"

Sasha whipped her paw away, sitting up as she feigned innocence.

"Kao? What's wrong?"

The dragon shook his head and blushed, seeming to understand, at least in part, what he'd been doing and what his mother had seen. He angled his hips away from her and dragged one leg up on the sofa, hiding his perceived shame from her eyes. Yet he did not run away, whining as the back of his paw pressed to his own hardness through his pants.

She could have said that everything was okay and that he just needed to go to bed, but something happened before she could bring herself to say what she should have said. The world fell from her lips as her lips met Kao's, embracing his in a desperately passionate kiss that spoke of many months of needs falling unaddressed. It took a second, but the younger dragon leaned into her, kissing her back as passionately as she was kissing him, although his technique was clumsier and less developed than hers.

Sasha could not have expected him to lean in as he did, a hand tentatively running down her side. She moved before him, her lust leading the way as she dragged off her T-shirt and loose pants, leaving her bare but for her underwear. It was a simple enough ensemble of pink lace, but she had hoped to have been showing it off to her husband that night. Times changed.

Following her lead, Kao had his clothes off, cock out and hard and throbbing almost before she could even blink, his tail lashing like that of a restless feline. He hesitated, coming back to himself as he looked down, starting as if surprised to see that he was, in fact, nude. Kao trembled, fingers too shaky to even reach out for her.

"Mom," he whispered, voice low as if he was afraid of being heard. "Mom, we can't do this. I don't know what to do. I don't..."

Kao swallowed and whimpered, eyes desperate. Sasha murmured soothingly to him and stroked his muzzle, giving him space, even as her own needs screamed to beg him to take her, to fuck her like she hadn't been fucked in so long.

"Shush, don't think. It's okay, it really is okay this time. Do what you want to do and no more than that," she breathed, eyes alight. "Oh my heavens, Kao, I've wanted this... I so very much want this now."

Her son blinked uncertainly at her and then dipped his muzzle, pressing his lips to her neck as he nipped and kissed, exploring another female for the very first time in his life. He nuzzled her breasts, exploring her nipples through the fabric as his long tongue snaked out to play with the hard, perky nubs. Sasha moaned and arched up against him, the will to play the sensible mom leaving her more and more by the second. He tugged her panties down and fumbled them off her hind paws, the fabric catching on her claws as he tried to wrestle them off her toes.

They came off in the end, however, and Kao flicked his tongue over her sex, dark shaft pulsing with need with a bead of pre-cum pooling at the tip. He explored her body, but did not know or understand what to do as he pushed his tongue between the lips of her pussy, seeking out her entrance and the warmth of her honey. He lapped it up with the eagerness of a drowning dragon, moaning as he tasted her and quested for more, his mother arching up to meet his muzzle with scales dampening with sweat. He surely would have spent more time pleasing her cunny if he had not had needs thrumming through his young body that needed to be sated too.

"Are you sure, Kao?" She asked, needing to know as he drew his body up over her, arms trembling as they supported the weight of his body. "I don't..."

Oh, but she did want him. She took a shuddering breath.

"I don't want you to do anything you don't want to do." Her eyes glistened with tears. "Do you want me?"

He answered her by bucking his hips forward, nuzzling the tip of his cock up to her sex. Sasha's breath caught in her throat, expecting a penetration that he could not deliver. Grunting, Kao tried to thrust into her and missed, cock sliding down over her rump. She lifted her hips a little and cooed to him encouragingly, trying to line herself up as he whined and thrust madly.

All too soon, the younger dragon grew frustrated, slamming his fist into the sofa with a ragged growl. Sasha cupped his chin gently and kissed his lips, drawing him back from the edge as his cock threatened to soften. Kao exhaled sharply, air rushing from both flared nostrils at once, and kissed her back, tongue snaking into her muzzle to play with hers, tension slipping from his shoulders.

Only when he was relaxed and horny again, her paw pumping his hard cock, did she present her idea.

"Here, let me." Her voice trembled. "Lie back, honey."

Kao did as she bid, seemingly thankful for her to take the lead. On his back, Sasha easily straddled his hips and presented her wet cunny to the tip of his shaft, paw around his length to guide him in. As she eased down, taking him deep into her tight sex, Kao gasped and grabbed for her, claws digging into her thighs as he squirmed beneath her.

"Are you okay?" She asked, pausing halfway down even as her body ached to be completely filled and fucked. "I can go slower. Or stop, honey. This is only if you want it."

And then Kao grinned, jaws parting as smoke curled from both of his nostrils. Latching onto her hips, he pulled her down as he planted his hind paws into the sofa and thrust up, slamming his full length into her. The move was sharp and clumsy, but it gave her everything she craved and the older dragoness moaned, tongue lolling from her mouth as she claimed his virginity from him completely and utterly. Kao panted heavily.

"Hell no - I don't want to stop! This is fantastic!"

That was all that Sasha needed to hear and more. She let her hips rise and fall with the pulse of their breath, teasing and showing him the ways of making love, bit by bit. Her son was rushed and needy in his youth, however, and groaned lustfully, digging his heels into the sofa in order to pump up into her. He didn't have the muscle or endurance to keep it up for long and Sasha took the chance to pin him playfully to the sofa when she could, imagining in the back of her mind that it was him holding her down as he fucked her over and over again. The dragoness shivered. She did so love a dominant touch.

Her son would learn and find himself, she was sure. He was certainly no longer a virgin with his cock buried in her hot snatch. Sasha groaned and pulled off him, guiding Kao after her as she leaned over the arm of the sofa, her tail up in the air. A smile flitted across her lips, eyes half-lidded; her backside was at the perfect height for him.

Able to see what he was doing, Kao more confidently directed his own shaft into her and slammed in to the hilt. The roughness of the thrust took her breath away and Sasha groaned loudly, unable to even rock back against him as she struggled to keep her legs beneath her. Kao huffed and snarled softly, leaning over her as he took his cues from the shudder and sway of her body, driving into her with sharp, needy thrusts. She clenched her jaw to keep from outright howling with pleasure, the feeling of being filled and fucked for the first time in so very long nearly too much for her mind to cope with. It could have been any one of her erotic dreams, but instead of having to wake in the morning to an empty bed or quiet husband, she could keep having the dream for as long as she wanted. Or at least as long as Kao wanted.

Her son explored her backside and tail as he thrust, running his paws over the soft, yielding flesh and up the firm muscle of her tail. Giggling breathlessly, she wound the agile limb around his waist, encouraging him to go harder, deeper and faster. She murmured a constant stream of encouragement, head reeling with the enormity of what was happening and just how good everything felt. Had she really been missing out on so much during sex? She grinned wildly, baring her teeth. Well, that would have to change! And maybe, just maybe, Kao would be the one to help her change that.

Her son grew bolder - perhaps the fact that her muzzle was turned away helped his body take over? Regardless of the ins and outs of why he swelled in confidence, Kao gripped her hips firmly and dragged her back to him with each thrust, rubbing her tail as if to encourage her to squeeze him tighter. Sasha didn't have to encourage him anymore as he drove into her with desperate, yearning thrusts, hips slapping her upturned rump. The dragoness stretched out her arms over the seat of the sofa and moaned lustfully, pleasure rising and rising as he hit that particular spot inside her wet passage.

Close. Her eyes rolled back and she huffed for breath, parting her lips for words that never got the chance to be spoken.

She wasn't able to look back to see Kao's expression as he experienced a female climaxing on his cock for the first time - really an achievement for losing his virginity! Sasha ripped her claws amorously through the cushions and gave a strangled screech, wings flaring out beautifully as she hit orgasm, pleasure rolling through her whole body from head to toe. Her pussy twitched and pulsed, unexpectedly gripping his untrained shaft.

Dimly, Sasha was aware of Kao yelping, his hips suddenly juddering up to her rump as if he'd been sucked in. Her tail swung free, thwapping the back of the sofa and the dragoness panted heavily as she rode out her high, although there was still one very important one left to go.

Unlike her orgasm, Kao's caught him entirely by surprise. One moment he was thrusting like he had all the life left him in the world and the next his eyes were bulging, jaw falling slack as he collapsed over his back. His balls churned, sending spurt after virile spurt of seed into her waiting cunny and Sasha groaned, welcoming every drop of the filling. Her skin trembled beneath her scales and she rolled her hips softly back into him, letting him feel every last bit of pleasure he could from her twitching cunt.

Only when he was entirely spent did the male pull his rapidly softening cock from her, letting her pussy ooze wetly with a mixture of semen and feminine arousal. Sasha couldn't resist reaching back and spreading her buttocks wide for him, showing off the mess he'd made of her. His groan told her that he liked the look at least.

Slowly, helping one another back to reality and sensibility, they eased themselves over to the sofa and curled up, wrapped up so closely with one another that it was difficult to tell where one body began and the other ended. Kao yawned widely and nestled his nose into her neck, sleep pricking at the corners of his mind like it did to most males after releasing their load. Sasha chuckled, relief making her shoulders sag. He was truly his mother's son, it had to be said - willing to take a chance when all was new and strange and oh so very unconventional. It could have all gone wrong, but she had seen something wonderful in her son that day, something she'd never thought she would have the utter privilege to bear witness to: her son become a true drake.

The drake yawned again and butted his muzzle into her shoulder, eyes bright and glinting wickedly.

"When can we do that again, mom?"

Chuckling to herself, Sasha drew him into her arms and folded her wings warmly around him.

"As many times as and whenever you want, sugar, I promise."

Over the days that followed, Kao propositioned Sasha so sweetly for sex that she could not have refused him even if the will had been in her mind to. She even managed to teach him a little bit about dominance and taking what he wanted from her - always with due consideration and love to his partner, of course. She wouldn't have wanted him to become too harsh to the point of losing his natural care for her or whatever other partner he chose to take, after all. Although she would always remember him nearly wrenching her horn from her head as he mated her brutally, thrusting her into her strongest orgasm yet with him.

It wasn't right, what she was doing with her son, but it wasn't wrong either and Sasha wasn't about to call a halt to things when Kao was so keen to continue. No longer did she have to go to sleep with an empty bed and, if she did, it was only because she'd had her son in her arms earlier that night.

All was well as their passions rose and Sasha taught Kao more about sex, smiling and reaping the benefits as he progressed. No, there couldn't possibly be anything all that wrong with what they were doing, not when he was the one nagging her for sex all the time and doing his very best just to give her what she wanted. Sasha slept soundly at night, her son's semen drooling from her well used cunt.

She just wanted her son more and more.

And the feeling was very much reciprocated.