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"Gosh, it's going to be nice to sleep in my own bed..." Rhyzn let out a long breath, turning his attention out of the window to watch the scenery rushing past as the bus drove. The horizon was a mere blur at the farthest reach of his vision while monochromatic earth stretched towards it. Nothing but the highway ran through this cross section of the country, leaving little to mark the passing of time outside the bus's windows. The road beneath them was rough, bouncing the withered seats as they charged forwards. Beside him, his duffel jostled with every bump of the road.

Many hours before, the bus had started rather full, filling at the major port stop with fellow Navymen returning home the cheapest way available, students returning after budgeted months abroad or exploring the coastal cities, and family members commuting back to visit constricted by their wallets and fear of flying alike. However, with each new city they passed, more of the tired faces cluttering the seats began to depart until only a small handful of people rode on towards the next big hub. Towards the front of the bus, a slender feline with snow-white fur napped against the pillow of her overstuffed bag while the back of the bus was alive with two siblings arguing in muted tones about the upcoming family reunion. Above it all, the crackling tones of a radio station stretched to its limits played over the speaker, dropping in and out of range every few songs.

"Only a couple more hours..." Rhyzn watched the street signs marking their progress, noting his distance from home. The thought of home brought a smile to his scaled face, making the dragon grin to himself. "Hot food... Adalinda..."

His mind filled with the snapshot of the dragoness waiting for him, watching the apartment in his absence. They weren't anything official when he left, but her lease was ending when he was leaving. It made sense. Plus, admittedly, he liked the idea of thinking of home as warm and occupied with her during his term rather than sitting quiet and idle.

Letting his mind wander, he could see her spilled out against the sheets of the bed, wearing nothing but a t-shirt as she prepared for sleep. In his mind's eye, it was one of his own t-shirts, pilfered from the closet waiting back for him there. It was loose on her, bunching against the bedding and stretched wide around her slender arms.

As she laid paid, stretching across the expanse of the otherwise empty bed, her stomach pulled flat and taut while her full breasts rolled up atop her chest with the fabric of the top doing little to contain them. The t-shirt, loosely running over her smooth scales, rode up on one breast, letting the soft underside of the heavy orb show in the dim light of the room. He could almost feel the soft, velveteen texture of her softest scales along the center of her stomach where the white shade faded to its palest level. Her nipples, stiff and pink against her pearlescent scales, poked into the thin tee while her hair in loose curls of pale white spilled out around her head, loose and wild against the bedding. One nipple sat just beneath the hem of the riding edge, showing the soft pink nub temptingly. Her horns curled out alongside her ears above her smiling face. Her lips curled into a soft, knowing smile, as if she'd laid there just for him to look.

Moving down, drinking in every inch of her exposed scales on the comforting platform of home, Rhyzn saw her spread thighs. His fingers, resting against his work pants, clenched into the fabric as if he could feel the soft warmth of her skin under his touch. He could almost smell the room filled with her a mix of fresh laundry softener and her own spicy musk. Her cunt was already sparkling with wetness, spread and waiting as her tail beneath her gathered the leaking droplets of her excitement as it curled up between her legs and draped towards her toes.

His jaw clenched, imagining the taste of her on his tongue. How easy it would be to lean forward and drag his tongue up the wet slit of her waiting cunt, gathering up the glistening glob of her juices sparkling right there below her clit... He could almost hear the rustle of the fabric as her toes curled into it, clutching. Her fingers clutched onto the edge of the shifting sheet, curling in as her hips pushed up, lifting her sparkling spread lips towards him. The pink creases of her cunt were framed with the soft pale white of her scales, dotted with her gathering wetness. Her tail flicked against her ankle, pressing up against her butt with visible impatience while the walls of her cunt clenched in and then relaxed, showing the slight gape of her impatient snatch. Her body silently begged for his touch. How long had she waited for the dragon to return? Had she missed him?

Her body said yes.

On the bus, the dark dragon had partially closed his eyes. In the front of the bus, the driver clutched at the wheel and his self-control to keep his eyes wide open on the unchanging road stretched out before them. The skinny feline continued to nap, bouncing with little more weight than Rhyzn's duffel bag. The siblings continued their argument, rounding back towards their first points with the endless repetition of family life. Rhyzn kept his face turned towards the window, letting his eyes close so that the expanse of unchanging land changed into the four walls of his bedroom waiting at the end of this drive.

The bus continued to rumble over the bumps of the unkept highways stretching across the expanse of the countryside with a rumbling white noise. Outside, road signs continued to count down the hundreds of miles in between him and his destination, but for a few minutes with his eyes partially closed, he was already home.

***

With a final bump, the bus rolled to a stop at the main station hub, rocking the remaining passengers forward and silently alerting them that their stops had arrived. Rhyzn raised his head with a slight jolt, finally rising to his feet to exit. He shouldered his bag onto his shoulder, heading out of the bus after hours on the road.

"Almost home..." Rhyzn mumbled, stepping out onto the arrival platform to the sight of expansive concrete in the underground tunnel. He glanced over towards the other buses. "Should I catch the second one..." He could see the spot, marked with an oversized number on the wall. Beneath it, no one stood waiting. "I bet I just missed it." A soft grunt if displeasure sounded from the dragon's muzzle before he shook his head, anxious to be done with buses.

Instead, he turned his face to the opening of the tunnel where the late afternoon sun was streaking into the darkness of the concrete space. "Fuck it," he muttered, setting his feet towards the open street instead. "A walk will balance out that ride."

He set out onto the sidewalk outside, turning his face up towards the sun as it spread out across the city. The darkness of his scales seemed to soak up the heat, sending a spreading comfort over his as he fell into a quick pace towards home. "It's not even far," he mumbled, as if convincing himself that the last minute decision to walk was a fair idea.

In actuality, he wasn't wrong. The walk went fast towards the familiar apartment building facade. He started up the front steps, contemplating buzzing the dragoness inside to let him in, but then another resident passed by, giving him a chance to enter and surprise her.

"Hey," he greeted, half-heartedly as he followed in behind through the resident locked door. His keys were upstairs with the waiting girl. He headed up the steps, finding his feet moved quicker now with an impatient excitement.

With a hard rap on the door, he finally announced his presence, summoning the girl inside to let him in. At first, he heard a flurry of noise, a cluttering of objects together. Then, footsteps clearly marched out towards the door in a countdown against the hard floors before it swung open, revealing Adalinda in the wooden frame.

Her shining, white scales were on show, covered only with the meager fabric of a dark blue apron that contrasted to the sheen of her scales beneath. The little chest piece of the apron did little to contain her full breasts, straining them into the fabric and spilling out on either side so only her nipples were barely covered in the center of the fabric. Her hair was loose, spilling around her face with a mouth open in partial surprise.

"I- uh!" Her lips faltered slightly more before she found the words. "What are you already doing here? I was watching for the bus announcement! I had 20 more minutes! It just picked up at the station!"

Rhyzn smiled, a slow grin spreading over his dark muzzle as he watched the girl's form shift in and out of view behind the curtain of the apron. Her full, curvy hips flared out on either side of the meager covering, but it hid all her best bits from view giving him only a tempting preview of what was underneath until she turned away from him. "I walked."

"Walked!? Why!?" She shook her head, realizing that his homecoming, no matter when, was still good news. "Oh, whatever! You've just ruined my surprise!" She stepped forward, as if she was preparing for a hug, when a loud chirping alarm sounded from the kitchen. "Ah! My roast!"

Instead of reaching him, she spun rapidly back towards the kitchen, giving him a fleeting view of her full, bare ass as she left. Rhyzn bit his lip, shook his head with a slow admiration, and stepped inside enough to close the door shut behind him.

He strode into his own apartment, shucking his heavy boots and his duffel bag by the door before he continued into the open kitchen space to find the dragoness bent in front of the oven. Her ass lifted up into the air with her tail curled up towards her shoulder while she poked and prodded at the roast sitting inside. Framed between her strong thighs was the pink folds of her cunt, peeking out of her pearlescent lower lips. "Mmm... that's a sight I've missed-" The dragon grinned, sidling up behind the girl so when she stood, shutting the oven in front of her as she backed up, her ass collided with the front of his pants.

The sudden heat of her pressed into the buffering fabric of his bottoms, tormenting him with her closeness. Rhyzn let out a long breath, bending his lips towards her soft throat with a testing nip. "Whatever convinced you to cook for me?"

"Oh you think this is for you?" She glanced back over her shoulder, smiling coyly. Her ass started to slowly circle in front of his crotch, grinding into him with a lazy speed. Her bare rump was so hot against the front of his he could already feel himself twitching to life inside the prison of fabric. "You're so self-centered, Rhyzn. It's not just for you. It's for the party, of course."

"What party?" His eyes flicked out to the rest of the apartment, eyeing the open walkway into the living space with suspicion before he shook his head. "No one is here."

"Not yet..." Adalinda pulled away from him, turning to the counter before she hopped up onto it, sliding her ass onto the cool tile of the counter's surface. "I thought you'd want to settle in first before a wave of people arrived."

"What does settling in mean to you?" Rhyzn stalked closer to the girl, standing beside her raised knee where she sat. His fingers skimmed over the counter's smooth surface before finding her side and gliding up onto the soft curvature of her waist. The heat of her under his fingers was just like he was imagining, waiting for the months before.

His fingertips continued upwards, sliding up the bare flesh exposed by the little apron until he cupped her side with one hand. His other found the girl, gently turning her face upwards until he could see her lips parting just slightly beneath his gaze.

"To me... it means starting with this..."

His mouth closed over hers, bringing the other dragon into a long, deep kiss. His fingers on her hips squeezed, gently clutching the soft meat of her curves as he pressed into her. Adalinda responded now, pressing the heat of her chest up into his own as the heat of him melted into her. The faint roughness of his clothes rubbed into the bare surface of her naked scales, buffered only by the shifting cloth of the apron draped over her neck and tied weakly above her rump.

Her fingers grabbed for the hoops of his pants, using them like handles to pull his hips into her reach where her long, toned legs curled around him.

The girl clenched her legs around his hips, locking his crotch against her own at the edge of the counter. Their breath, puffing from their noses, intermingled as Rhyzn held them in a kiss. His fingers, cupping on the side of her face, slid back onto her head, tangling into the soft curls of her loose hair as he clutched her to him. His lips pressed into her eagerly, impatiently tasting her tongue on his own.

"Fuck..." he huffed, breaking the kiss to pant against her soft, flushed scales. His lips moved over her chest, kissing across the soft, exposed expanse of her chest. The hand on her hips gripped tighter, relishing the soft squeeze of her side.

"Did someone miss me?" Adalinda crooned, her voice playful with a hint of challenge.

"Gods, yes." Rhyzn growled. His length was already rock hard, throbbing inside the cover of his pants and tenting the front outwards. His nails, tipped with the sharpness of claws, pressed into her supple skin with a dominating strength.

"Too bad I have to finish cooking," Adalinda giggled, suddenly pushing back from him and sliding further onto the counter before she swung her legs off the other side and landed back onto the floor with a soft thump. Her hair bounced out around her laughing face as she looked back at him, capturing the sight of his face in sudden surprise: lips hanging open, eyes drooping at the edges with realization, and pants tenting with violent impatience at his crotch.

"W-what?"

"You'll just have to be a good boy and wait-" Adalinda pointed him towards the chairs at the kitchen's open end beside a small dining table. "Sit there and let me finish."

She headed back into the kitchen, swaying her hips with every step. The motion of her form had the apron swaying back and forth in front of her, revealing a bit of full, spilling breasts with each move until she turned towards the back cabinet, putting her ass towards the impatient, stammering dragon just as he started to compliantly sit.

He tensed, considering leaping up from the seat and tackling the girl against the counter top. Every muscle in his form pulsed with the energy for the motion, but she glanced over her shoulder with a commanding glint in her eye. "Now, don't even think about it, mister. You sit down. I have food to finish and you arrived early, so it's your fault. Sit."

His butt collided with the chair, settling onto the wood with impatience throbbing through his cock with every beat of his heart. The dragoness turned back to her work, pulling a bowl down from the cupboards and starting to mix ingredients.

All the while, her tail danced behind her, lifting up and curling over her shoulder to expose the full round sight of her ass. The small bow of the apron tied just above the swelling shape of her rump, almost a mockery to clothes at all. Between her thighs, pink against her full, white form; her cunt glistened with the faintest gathering of wetness on her inner folds. As she cooked, Rhyzn was frozen in place, watching her ass sway side to side with the rhythm of her work.

"I wonder," she said, speaking with a hushed voice that forced him to listen intently to pick up the words. "-what will we start with tonight? How can I celebrate your homecoming in the best possible way? Maybe a hot bath? I could scrub you down, head to toes..." She let out a small squeak, dropping something onto the tile only to bend slowly down to retrieve it.

Her ass pushed high into the air, finding a pose that begged to be bred while her ass cheeks spread from each other, revealing more of her cunt between her thighs. The soft pink of her slit, spreading just so, beckoned the seated dragon, but he didn't dare to break her command yet.

The dragoness could be incredibly vindictive when she wanted to be. He didn't dare tempt her, not now, not when he was so impatient for her.

Instead, he was forced to watch her teasing show as she spoke, with a low throaty voice. "First, I'd start with your chest, scrubbing over those muscles... soothing them. I'm sure you feel so tense right now," She paused her small shifting motions in the center of the kitchen, instead actually spreading her legs further, letting her ass cheeks pull apart to show him her spreading cunt beneath.

"Maybe you need someone to help you relax, give you some release..." As she spoke, she turned with a spoon in hand, dribbling with a white cream that she lapped from its curved tip with a long, curling tongue. Her eyes found his with a glimmering amusement as she cleaned off the spoon, lick by lick.

Then, with slow, purposeful steps she started to stalk towards the dragon. Rhyzn watched her hips sway side to side with each step, shifting the little apron's meager coverage over her straining chest. The firm nubs of her nipples pressed into the thin fabric she wore, threatening to peek out. The dark dragon licked his lips, leaning back in his seat as his legs spread out from each other and opened space between them. His crotch was still a tent with his throbbing cock pulsing just inside the fabric with every beat of his heart, but now his attention was fully on the dragoness in front of him. Her long tail curled out behind her, swaying in time with the motion of her hips as she came fluidly forward.

Somewhere on the way, she'd discarded her spoon, but now her fingers were dotted with the oozing white cream. Her long tongue slowly emerged, licking up the mess with a soft sigh as she neared his knees. She bent at the waist, sliding her fingers onto her own knees as her chest spilled forward into the weak constraints of the apron. Her tits slipped out one side, revealing the pink nubs of each stiff nipple as her hair fell in a cascade off her shoulder, head tilting. Her eyes watched his, upturned into her thick lashes as she pulled herself back upright. "Where should I start?" she mused, voice soft and playful. With another step, she stood in between his knees, sliding a fingertip up from his knee towards his waist.

"Maybe here?" Her fingertip swirled over his thigh, drawing invisible tracks as the heat of her form radiated into him from so close, yet the only touch between them was her single fingertip stroking over the buffer of his pants. "Or this side?"

Her finger swapped, sliding up his other thigh, sending tingling warmth up the skin beneath. He could see her breathing heaving her chest every so slightly with her so close. His fingers twitched at his side, fighting the urge to touch her. He knew this game, and she would punish him harshly if he tried to speed her up. Instead, he had to stay frozen as every beat of his heart pulsed through his rock hard cock. Her finger made its way up, sliding onto the taunt fabric of his tenting crotch. Slowly, she circled her touch over the bulge of his cock trapped in the fabric.

"Mmm... my my, you seem so tense."

Slowly, she sunk down on her knees, leaning over the bulge of his crotch with a slow nuzzle while her hand cupped around the top of his cock trapped in the fabric. The heat of her breath washed out against him, buffered and muted. With a painstaking pace, she started to rub over the top of his shaft, caressing the tight bulge.

"I know you're impatient, Rhyzn." Her eyes flicked up towards him. "Are you eager to feel my lips on your cock? My tongue circling around your head, licking against all those sensitive nerves?" She leaned in, kissing over the bulging fabric with a pulse of hot breath. He could feel her there, against him.

Beneath his pants, his cock was twitching madly with this treatment, spasming in its little cage. "Do you want me to swallow you down? Take all over your cock into the heat of my mouth, let your tip find my throat? I know you can almost feel the tightness, the heat of it now..." Her breath washed over him with a wave of hot air. "My throat spasming around you, lips suckling at your base..." Her fingers slid up, finding the button of his pants and slowly easing the small plastic disc through it's hole, opening up the bottoms so that the barrier between them was thinned down to only his boxers.

The meager fabric was straining to keep him in place. His cock was pushed to the confines, pulsing with need with every word she spoke. Her fingers stroked over him through the buffering layer, caressing and teasing the swollen head of his cock as Adalinda licked her lips.

"Maybe I should have a taste... try my hand at this," She leaned over him, kissing right onto the sensitive tip while her fingers slipped upward against, finding the opening of his boxers and guiding them apart. Carefully, with deft familiarity, she coaxed his stiff length out through the opening of the bottoms until he pulsed, exposed in the open air of the kitchen.

Finally, with a pulse of heat, her supple fingers grabbed the base of his cock with a greeting squeeze. She caressed against the smooth skin of his pelvis before she stroked up his length, gripping the sensitive tip with a gentle squeeze before sliding her grip downwards again, starting a repeating stroke.

"Fuck..." Rhyzn gasped in an exhale, leaning back into the stiff chair with a tremor down his spine. His hips twitched under her touch, thrusting his tip into her hand once more, relishing the soft heat of her palm pressing into him.

"So impatient," Adalinda crooned, leaning close enough that the hot air of her breath tickled against his bare cock with every exhale. Her lips parted, letting him see the soft pink of her tongue for a beat before she licked over the rounded tip of his cock. He trembled at the sudden heat, the first wash of her warm, wet tongue against his skin.

Then, she repeated the motion. Her hand sunk to the bottom half of his cock, leaving the tip to her lips as she started to lick over him, circling her tongue around the sensitive edges of his tip with a slow, controlled pace. Every contact of her wet tongue sent a zip up his length, giving him a fleeting taste of the heat of her mouth. Beneath her teasing tongue, the apron spilled forward, letting her breasts fall into view. Their full, heavy weight pulled them downwards where they bounced with each of her movements. Her pink nipples were stiff as pebbles, poking into the fabric when they shifted back out of view and glimmering with like a tempting bullseye when they weren't.

"Rhyzn," she crooned, breaking her words with a slow lick around the edges of his tip before she lapped over the sensitive top once more. "I don't want to rush our little reunion... I think I'll savor it, every second-" She broke with another repeating lap of her hot, wet tongue over his skin.

"Every taste..." Again, he quivered under her touch, almost cursing. "I don't want to rush through these rich moments..."

"... oh, but it's so hard to resist a proper taste-" She parted her lips, leaning towards him. He almost moaned with the anticipation alone of her finally suckling the tip into her mouth. Her tongue slipped against the underside of his shaft, guiding him up towards her-

Then, a shrill beeping from the kitchen announced another step in the cooking. Adalinda bounced back from his cock and back to her feet in an instant, leaving her breasts bobbing with the after effects. As she spun back around, he could see her lips curled in a grin.

"She planned that!" Rhyzn groaned, looking down at his beating cock, bobbing alone in the air again. "So that's how this night is going to go..."

For a moment, Rhyzn stayed seated in his place watching the girl retrieve her food from the oven and slid in another pan. Her tail curled up out of the way, giving him a view of her pink cunt as she worked, letting her legs sit wide apart to let him see her lower lips spreading apart and revealing the wet folds inside.

"No, no more of this tempting!" As she closed the oven once more, clicking on another timer, Rhyzn rose from his chair. He strode quickly across the small kitchen, curling his arms around the dragoness from behind. Her warm, rounded ass pressed into the front of him, letting his bare cock slide between her thighs and nudge against the underside of her cunt while his fingers spread out across her stomach to pull her tight into the hold.

"No more of your teasing," he growled, voice deep in her ear as he nipped at her throat. "You're torturing me."

"Yes, just how you like-" Her head tipped back enough to see him with a grin playing on her lips. Her full breasts pushed into the apron, tempting one of his gripping hands upwards in a full grope tucked under the fabric, sliding his fingers over her smooth, bare scales.

"No more, now you're going to do what I say-" His voice throbbed through her mind, full-bodied in her ears as he leaned into her. "First, you're going to put those hands on the counter-" He pushed at her with his body, nudging her to the side to place her hands onto the counter to the side of the hot stove. Once her palms touched down to the smooth surface, his foot nudged against her own on either side.

"Then, you're going to spread those legs... further... further... perfect, good girl." Once her legs were pushed far from each other, pulling her ass apart and spreading her lower lips, he stepped back from her to admire the view. His fingers slid onto the round of her ass, squeezing at the soft meat of her rump. "Now, whatever you do, do not remove your hands from the counter, okay?"

His eyes roved forward, watching her the spread of her fingers onto the countertop, ensuring she didn't disobey. When she stayed still, his fingers slid forward off her ass, sliding into the spread of her thighs. His touch probed at her lower lips, gathering the growing wetness on her lips before he slid onto the hot folds tucked inside, sliding up the natural crease of her form to the small nub of her clit tucked towards her stomach.

"Mm-" he growled to himself, letting his free hand grab onto her opposite asscheek with a gripping squeeze. His finger circled over the swollen nub, coaxing out the first of the dragoness's soft moans from her parted lips. Her knees shook slightly, but her hands stayed pressed onto the counter and her feet stayed still on the floor, even with the curl of her toes into the tile beneath.

"You're so wet already," his finger ran down the line of her slit again, gathering up more of her natural lubricant. "Someone enjoys teasing, tempting... showing off her body, but I know you're just waiting for someone to take the bait and snare you. You act like a predator, but you're just hoping to be prey." The hand on her ass raised, slapping back down in an echoing spank that left heat radiating over her smooth skin.

"I know you were itching to be bent over this counter from the first minute, hoping that I'd force you down and tear away this little apron." His finger between her legs found the opening of her cunt, teasing into the little hole.

"Are you already itching to feel me inside of you? Spreading out your cunt until it gapes? Should I now?" His hips ground his cock into her soft thigh, reminding her of the reality of his threat. Her breathing was audible now, coming in puffing pants.

"No... no.. it's much too soon for that. I think you need a little taste of your own medicine." His finger retracted from her cunt, sliding instead back onto her ass. With both hands grabbing onto the rounded cheeks of either side, he groped into the soft flesh, kneading into her. "I want you to ache for it. To tremble in place. I think, maybe, I want you to lose yourself in the lust, become nothing more than a whimpering, drooling little pet before I give you this cock-"

His fingers clenched on her ass, pulling either cheek to the side to expose the full view of her snatch, pink and sparkling with need. "In the meantime, I'm going to enjoy the view of this cunt... so wet and needy already." He sucked in a breath, tasting her scent on the air, rich and musky. "Fuck... you're so hot." One hand raised with another sharp smack, sending pink flooding over her ass as her knees quivered.

"Don't raise those hands." His voice was stern, sharp. "If you move, I'll devise something even worse for you. Perhaps..." His lips spread in a grin. "Maybe I could relax into a movie first, leave you here, perhaps... leave you waiting somewhere with a that big, rumbly vibrator on your clit? Leave you to warm up for me for a few hours." One hand slipped down to her clit again, starting a repeating, circling rub. "How long would you last with that monster buzzing on this little nub before you came? How many would you line up before I returned to free you?"

The smell of the girl's lust in the air grew stronger, thickening into a cloud of her scent. Rhyzn breathed deeply on the tantalizing aroma, continuing the circling rub of her clit while his other hand roamed forward, groping one of her tits hanging beneath her bent form.

"Though, didn't you mention a party? Perhaps I'll leave you right here, just like this... You can be the appetizer to this... lovely meat you cooked-" He caught the scent of the roast in the air, suddenly filling his nose with the scent of the cooling meal. "I'd love to watch you stretched out... used until you're gaping open. I'd love to show you off, my little pet." He grabbed her side, squeezing with a tight ownership before his hand continued down to spread her ass again, one-handed now. "This cunt is mine to give out, mine to share..." His throbbing cock pushed to her thigh, pulsing with his own impatience even as he teased her.

Adalinda's thighs quivered, aching for him to continue, but she didn't leave her position. Instead, her head tilted back, finding his gaze over her shoulder. "You talk a big talk, Rhyzn, but I know you can't wait... I know you're already aching to be inside this cunt. You don't even know how tight I am right now, but you could. You could feel my walls clenching on your right now, squeezing... milking you.... clamping around you like a vice." Her tail swished over to her other shoulder. "Just give yourself a little taste, remind yourself what you're waiting for just to tease me."

The finger on her clit hesitated, sliding down her slit towards the opening of her cunt. His fingertip eased forward, sinking into the tight clenching walls of her cunt. The heat of her surrounded his digit while she squeezed on him just as she said. His finger was almost locked inside the squeeze lock of her cunt as he eased forward, starting to finger fuck her with one, thick finger curling inside of her.

"Fuck..." she gasped, almost losing the word in an exhale as her toes curled into the tile. Small, shaking quivers ran up through her legs and trembled through her arms, but she held her position. His finger pushed into her, curling up to the patch spot of her g-spot with each and every repetition of his finger inside of her. Now, feeling the heat of her clenching onto him, his cock was pulsing on her thigh with a fresh impatience.

"You're so fucking tight..." Rhyzn cursed, sucking in a breath rich with her scent. Her musk hung in the air, only adding to the pressure he felt to breed her. Her smooth back stretched out before him, leading down to the wide round of her ass, framing her cunt between. He breathed in a ragged breath, feeling his impatience threatening to break him.

"Don't you want to feel that tightness on your cock? Locking you inside me? How can you resist this heat, Rhyzn?" Adalinda's voice was thick with lust, rumbling in her throat as she spoke.

"Fuck it-" Rhyzn shook his head, shifting his hips to draw the tip of his cock to her sex. His fingers retreated to grab onto her hips, one hand on either side to pull her ass back to him. His tip found the opening of her cunt, nudging against the wet heat radiating out from her. He eased forward, settling his tip right against her, preparing to spread her out around him when...

...with a shrill, beeping alarm, the oven announced the final piece was done cooking.

"TELL ME THAT IS THE LAST THING?"

Adalinda laughed, gleefully even as she felt her entire body tense with the lingering anticipation cut short. "Yes, just... just take it out and set it on the stove. It's just a little cake."

As the oven opened, spilling the scent of food into the air, Rhyzn felt his nostrils flare and his stomach grumble with a low impatient need of its own.

"Fuck."

"Hungry?"

"Yes."

***

The two ate feverishly. The roast was perfectly warm, rich with its own juices. Rhyzn hadn't realized his stomach had been rumbling until he saw the meat crumbling apart on his plate.

As they eat, crowded around the small kitchen table, Adalinda's soft foot rubbed against his ankle, sliding up and down the smooth scales just beneath his pant leg.

"This is heavenly-" he sighed, chewing through the tender meat to clean off his plate. Adalinda just grinned. "Well, it would have been even better if you had arrived home just a bit later then it would have been ready right away-"

"Mm, I enjoy the delay," Rhyzn met her eyes, grinning with a glint in his stare. She flushed slightly, meeting his mischievous grin with her own coy smile. "Does that mean you're ready for dessert?"

Rhyzn pushed his plate aside. Zipped back into his pants, his cock twitched with unsure anticipation. "As long as you don't mean that cake-"

"I don't."

Instead of speaking, the dragon rose and rounded the table to her side, scooping up the dragoness into his arms with a long kiss. Her lips were tinged with the lingering taste of red wine as he carted her towards the bedroom while the smell of dinner hanging in the air was replaced with the rich, warm smell of the dragoness herself. Her body was warm against him as they hurried down the short hallway to the bedroom, Adalinda lifted up into Rhyzn's arms.

Rhyzn crashed them into the bed together, crawling over top of the dragoness's spilling form as she stretched across the top of the sheet. The sound of her breath filled his ears as he pressed over top of her. The pressure of his weight and muscle pushed her down into the cushion of the bed as Adalinda roved her hands over the buffered contours of his chest. "Mmm.."

Her legs spread beneath him, sliding out onto either side of him so it sat between her thighs. With the motion, he got the full view of her sex, pink against her white scales. Already, the thick smell of her arousal began to cloud in the air. As he crawled into place beneath her on the bed, Adalinda smiled with a lazy coyness, sliding her hands down over her form and sliding her shifting apron to cover her spread lower lips and then whisking it away again, giggling with the tease.

"Enough of this-" he growled, peeling the apron from her form, revealing all of her naked form without the dancing veil of fabric. His fingers slid over her full, bare breasts with a groping squeeze before he rocked backwards, peeling his own shirt up and over his head and tossing it towards the apron already resting on the floor. The rustling fall of the clothing echoed out in the room alongside the clinking of his buttons and zippers opening before his pants came next, quickly joining the growing pile of clothes pooling across the bedroom floor.

Finally, his naked form closed over hers. His dark, jet black scales slipped against her own pearlescent, white as they pressed together, kissing each other with a fierce intensity as if the kiss alone would define their hierarchy of dominance. The two dragons nipped at each other's lips, eagerly leaning back and forth into one another with the soft noise of the kiss.

As they tangled together, tongues lashing between their muzzles, Rhyzn's hand grabbed the dragoness's thigh, sliding her leg up and spreading out her cunt. His fingers held the soft meat of her leg tightly, revealing the strength in his broad hands. As their kiss broke, he shifted down, fluidly moving between her thighs with a long kiss, raking his nails over the smooth scales of her thighs as he moved. His lips pressed around her clit, suckling the sensitive nub up into the suction of his lips before licking down the slit of her sex, tasting her rich musk on his tongue.

Her head rocked back into the sheets, a soft moan echoing out into the air. "Mm, I have always loved dessert more than dinner-" Rhyzn teased, sliding one finger up to the girl's spread cunt, starting to sink the digit into the squeezing heat of her snatch as his lips returned to her swollen clit.

His suction attention on her clit was quickly joined by the gentle swirling of his tongue flicking over the little bead and his finger pistoning into her sex. He added a second, curling both digits up towards her g-spot with each repetition of the motion. Her legs quivered, clenching and spreading to let him fuck deep into her sex with his rocking fingers.

"Oh, fuck yes..." Adalinda's voice rang out towards the ceiling, a mewling exhale following as his mouth locked her clit in the suctioning torment. His pace was steady, patient even as she started to twitch and writhe against him. Her walls continued to spasming and clench around his fingers, leaking juices onto the bedding beneath her and spreading her escaping wetness onto the length of his fingers.

For several minutes, the bedroom was a cacaphony of Adalinda's voice panting towards the ceiling and the focused, wet slapping of Rhyzn's finger-fucking. His mouth didn't break from her clit, keeping the swollen bud under constant torment until her hips started to shake against the sheets. Her knees quivered as her legs squeezed around him, trying to close off the sensitive zone of her crotch as the pressure of her impending orgasm grew too much. The dragon's free hand easily kept one leg spread wide, pushing her thigh down into the bed with a tight grip that only emphasized his power and kept her cunt exposed to him.

His tongue continued its lapping, flicking motion even as his jaw ached with the work of it. He could feel her walls spasming around his fingers, streaking creamy white cum around his digits as she hit her breaking point. Her moan bloomed out in the air, echoing back with a shaking breath as he finally pulled off of her swollen, pulsing clit.

Then, without pausing, his cock nudged to the slick, stretched opening of her cunt. He sunk forward just as her orgasm started to peeter off, catching the strong clamp of her cunt on the first inches of his cock before he thrust into the squeeze, forcing her to spread out around the thick girth of his cock.

"Ooh-" Rhyzn breathed out a gasp, feeling the intensity of her first orgasm shaking around his cock before he could fully thrust into her, rocking her roughly into the sheets of the bed as he started to fuck her in earnest. His hips rocked up, following the motion with a slap of their bodies meeting together.

The dark-scaled male grabbed one of her soft legs and bent it all the way back, pushing her knee up and out of the way to open her groin further, exposing more of her cunt to his motions. His hips continued to thrust forward, finding a rhythm as he drew his cock in and out of the tight, hot squeeze of her sex hugging around him. The slick, slippery sounds of her wet sex following a first orgasm added to the rising noise of their mating. The smacking, slapping of their meeting bodies rose and lulled with the whims of his hips as he stretched her out around him so that she hugged around his shaft like a sleeve.

"Fuck..." Adalinda cursed, letting her head fall back onto the bedding. Her hair in loose, messy curls fell out around her head atop the tangling sheets. Beneath her chin, her breasts bounced with every smack of his groin to hers, bobbing the bare mounds atop her chest. With every bouncing repetition, she panted and huffed with the pace of his thrusting hips. The chorus of their noises filled his ears: the steady clap of their bodies meeting together the base, the soft slap of her breasts meeting to her chest the melody, and her gasping, mewling voice of pleasure the harmony on top. He almost closed his eyes to listen to the sounds closing around him as he bottomed out inside of the hot squeeze of her snatch.

"I have waited so long to fuck you again," Rhyzn growled, voice low and throaty as he leaned over the girl, gripping her raised knee to partially steady himself as he pounded forward with his hips. "You're so hot and tight... better than I remembered."

"O-oh! Yea?" Adalinda met his eyes, smiling even as her voice broke with a whimpering moan. Her cheeks were flushing with a warm pink as he spoke with the color spreading down onto her chest with her rising arousal. "Show me how much then, I want to feel how much you missed this cunt-"

Rhyzn growled in response, pistoning his hips faster into her wet sex. The slapping sound of his pelvis meeting her own grew louder, echoing back in the room while the next repetition sounded out. Her walls clung around him, squeezing down without pause following her first orgasm. Her knees were already quivering with pleasure as she tensed around him, almost trying to lock his pumping cock inside of her.

"Faster, Rhyzn... You can't be wearing out on me already."

"Why is that?" His cock plunged into her, pushing the tip as far as he'd reach with his base rocked against her wet vulva.

"Well, this is only your first ride of the night," Her eyes, half-lidded, met his with a smile spreading over her muzzle. "Did you forget my party? I wasn't kidding... In-" Her gaze flicked towards the wall to check the time reading on the round clock. "...less than an hour, a few of our of favorite friends and... some new faces will arrive to welcome you home the best way, well, the same way I am."

Rhyzn grinned, flashing the sharp points of his fanged teeth as he pushed both her knees forward now, letting his cock pushing deeper inside of her even as she writhed beneath him, panting heavily. "An orgy, huh? Maybe I should stop now and save myself for all that fun..." He started to ease back from her, grinning as he saw the pleasured slack expression on her face tense with annoyed surprise.

"Nuh uh!"

"Mm, yeah. I don't want to be out of steam in front of company-" His cock eased out of her, steadily leaving the hot, hugging heat of her snatch for the faint chill of the bedroom. Her walls clamped tighter as he backed out of her, clinging to the satisfying girth of him until his tip slipped out and rubbed down her slit.

"Don't you even!" Adalinda let out a short, playful growl of her own, rocking upwards on the bed as she grabbed for the dark dragon's shoulders, pushing him backwards onto the mattress beneath as her hot body pressed over top, crawling her way onto his lap. Her wet cunt drooled up his thigh, smearing her leaking cum onto his dark scales where the droplets glistened in place as she sought out his stiff, pulsing cock.

With little ceremony, the dragoness sunk onto his lap, starting a bouncing ride as she pushed one hand down on the center of his chiseled abdomen. "You will not leave me wanting-" she growled under her breath, letting her nails prick into his scales as she met his startled grin. Her hips began to writhe over him, riding atop his lap with the echoing slaps of her cunt dropping over him. Her walls massaged up and down the length of him, milking him like a sleeve as she shuddered over top of him.

With each lift of her form, tensing her strong thighs as she pushed off the bed to give her height over the full length of his twitching cock, her breasts bounced against her chest. The muted slap of them hitting her chest started to sound through the room, adding to the cacophony of her crotch meeting his. "I've been waiting to feel this cock again, Rhyzn. I won't have you slipping into an orgy and not giving it to me-" Her eyes popped wide for a moment as a tremor raced down her spine. "Fuck..."

She bit her lip, clutching onto his skin as her hips continued their frantic pace, visibly reaching the edge of her self-control. "I want to feel that thick... fuck!" Her walls clamped around him, suddenly spasming as she slowed in her motions. Rhyzn grinned, flashing his teeth as his hands pushed towards the bed, anchoring him as his hips began to thrust upwards into her above him. The head of his cock, buried deep inside her dug deeper as he thrust up into the wet tunnel of her spasming snatch.

Every collision of their bodies added to the noise in the room along with Adalinda's now whining moans as she rode through her second orgasm of the night. Every thrust from the dragon beneath her bounced her entire form, sending her full tits jostling upwards and rippling the motion across their soft shapes.

"Someone was clearly not satisfied," Rhyzn chuckled to himself, watching the show of the girl cum. Her cheeks were dotted with heat and a pink blush that melted all the way down her chest. "Or should my ego really feel so inflated?" His hips didn't slow as she caught her breath, relishing how her sensitive cunt continued to tighten and spasm on him as he struck the patchy g-spot with each and every repetition.

As she regained her composure, though now panting heavily with every motion, Adalinda leaned forward on his chest, starting to work her hips over him once again with an eager speed. Rhyzn's wide hands grabbed onto her asscheeks, spreading them as he used the soft meat as handles. He bounced her over him, only increasing her speed as she rode atop his lap, mewling with pleasure.

On the wall, the clock continued to count down towards the arrival of the rest of the guests, but Rhyzn didn't remember that reminder and Adalinda didn't care. Instead, they stayed together, riding the white-scaled dragoness towards her third orgasm of the night while Rhyzn practiced steely self-control. He loved the torment of his own rising explosion, building and building with the tight, spasming squeezes of the cunt around him as she came over and over again.

Finally though, his control was wavering. Adalinda rode atop him, glistening with sweat and panting with effort as she clutched at her chest. Her nails raked over her smooth scales, groping them up to herself to minimize the heavy bouncing and let her fingers tease against the stiff, throbbing nipples dotting the pearlescent scales.

"Cum for me, Rhyzn. I want to feel you. I want you to fill me up..." She was grinding her hips frantically, drawing from some deep energy reserve to keep the pace fast even as her muscles quivered with distracting fatigue. "I want you to splatter my insides so that I'm leaking when I stand. I want to feel your cum oozing out of me, dripping onto my thighs, telling anyone who tries to fuck me next that you've already had your fill of me. I want to be your hand-me-down toy, Rhyzn."

"Cum for me. Fill me up." Her words didn't stop, a steady stream of lewd pleading that ran alongside her tight sex and the writhing friction of her hips. Even as he tried to push through, control the rising pressure in his throbbing cock, the dragon couldn't hold on.

With a bounce, Adalinda sunk down to his base, burying the length of his shaft inside her clenching, spasming walls. As she moaned with the stretching fill of him, he came with a jolt. Cum shot against the tight walls of the girl's insides, spooging deep against her cervix before gathering in front of the tip of his cock, trapped inside her hugging walls.

Then, from the other room, perfectly timed by an unseen force, the doorbell chimed with a single, ringing tone. Adalinda, blushing and sweating, perked up. "I'll get it!" Her legs pushed to the bed, knees only wobbling slightly before she leapt off the bed. Rhyzn's cock was streaked with intermixing cum, still standing stiffly up against his groin as the dragoness rounded out of the bedroom.

As she raced towards the door, he caught sight of white cum ooze against her smooth thighs, leaking out from her gaping cunt.

"That's my job done," Rhyzn mumbled, grinning lazily as he heard the front door open. "Now, I get to party."

***

Initial introduction raced past, eased forward by Rhyzn and Adalinda's nudity. No one else wasted much time with pleasantries, though many of the faces were familiar enough they never would have. Rhyzn instantly knew Katar, a bold and unflinching komodo dragon that he often used to hit the gym with before departing town. Katar seemed unchanged, bulging with quiet muscles and firm definition as he stripped out of his t-shirt and jeans. "I've missed you!" He announced, grabbing Rhyzn's shoulder with a tight squeeze and a glint in his dark eyes. "I've missed the trouble we find together!"

Rhyzn smirked back, feeling a twinge in his cock at the memories alone. "Remember that little fox girl? On the weight bench... fuck, man."

"We could always find a way to re-run," Katar smirked, letting his eyes turn to roam over the other guests.

"If that is as hot as it sounds, I volunteer-" A soft hand suddenly slid onto Rhyzn's lower back, sending a zip of heat up his spine before he turned to find a long haired leopard smiling up at him standing considerably shorter than his full height. "Jess-" she introduced, leaning close enough that he felt her bare breasts brushing into his chest. "We met once, but it was not nearly as impactful as now-" As she spoke, her eyes moved from his face down to his cock jutting out from his groin. "I hope to make your acquaintance very properly tonight, preferably soon."

Rhyzn exhaled slowly, growling in the wash of air. His cock was already buzzing back to life, jutting forward. "At your leisure, Jess."

"Remember me?" A long muzzle tilted into view over Katar's shoulder. A dusty tan stallion slid into the chatting group, already stripped out of his shirt to show tightly stacked abs up his stomach.

"Jack! Gods, it's been too long!" Rhyzn grinned, bobbing his head in a nod. "Adalinda really did call everyone, didn't she?"

"And maybe some surprises," Adalinda murmured, passing behind his shoulder as she welcomed other guests arriving, transitioning them towards a more comfortable, less clothed state. A few more friends arrived and a few more acquaintances were made:

"Paul? Is that really you? Here?"

"Uh, yep! Only my second time being dragged into one of these sorts of things, but Adalinda, she's persuasive."

"Oh, I know-"

"Hey! Paul! You're here! Good! I want you to meet Melody-"

"-and Rhyzn?"

"Yeah?"

"This is Melody's twin, Harmony."

"Welcome home to me."

***

"Come right, here-" Rhyzn gave a tug at the soft hair curled around his fingers. At his waist, the soft muzzle contrasted with the rough, textured tongue of a feline wrapping around the tip of his cock.

"As you command..." Jess purred, letting the rumbling in her chest buzz her lips around his cock.

"Oh, you feel like a little toy," Rhyzn gripped the back of her head with new fervor, pulling her warm lips further onto the first inch of his cock. His head rolled back slightly, relaxing into his spread, standing position as the nude leopardess kneeled beneath him.

"Mmm..." Jess didn't respond this time, just bobbing her head in front of his cock. Her lips stayed locked on the tip, sinking further down onto the thick girth of him, stretching her mouth wide to fit him. Over her shoulder, Rhyzn could see the rest of the party unfolding in a mixture of frantic speed and lazy seduction.

In one corner, Paul was only half-undressed facing off with an aggressively nude Adalinda. She had her breasts pressed against the tenting front of his jeans as she looked up, lips moving with unheard words. "Oh that little tease..." Rhyzn thought, smirking to himself.

"Paul, don't be so shy. I want to feel your cock pressed between my tits... I want you to explode on my face right here.. I'll wear your cum for the rest of the night... "

Against the kitchen counter, Jack and Katar had pinned a slender canine between them. The girl's ankles leaned against Jack's shoulders while his cock sunk into her spread cunt. At her front end, Katar buried his length into her open maw. Rhyzn could almost see her throat bulging with the effort of being spitroasted between the two. One hand from either male grabbed onto her breasts, groping her in mismatched unison.

Melody and Harmony were just around the corner, almost out of sight as they gave another feline some attention much like Jess. They each kneeled in front of one foot, licking over the panther's barbed cock in tandem.

"Oh!" Rhyzn's eyes suddenly snapped back to the leopard in front of him as her lips clamped on his base. He felt the entirety of his cock twitching inside the heat of her muzzle as she sucked on him, only pulling back when her throat started to spasm on his tip. She pulled back all the way to his head, popping her lips wetly as his tip was freed. "Hey now, my tits are here-" she teased, licking slowly along the ridge of his head before she sunk her head back over him. Her suckling, bobbing mouth found pace again, quicker this time as Rhyzn let his gaze focus on the servicing girl.

Her petite form was entirely bare, kneeled in front of him. Her slender, long tail curled up from her ass, staying lifted in the air with dancing motions. The full round forms of her asscheeks pushed apart from each other, incredibly perky above her primly pointed toes beneath. Her tits were high on her chest, equally perky with a perfectly hand-full size of soft skin to grab. Her nipples were bright pink nubs atop her speckled fur that jutted forward, already stiff and eager much like the girl herself.

Behind her, Rhyzn could see another new face leaned back on the sofa seat with their eyes trained towards the girl's upturned ass. He could imagine the view from there: her cunt framed beneath her full, round ass with the tail upturned in a perfect plea for touch. "Come 'er." Rhyzn called, softly to the peeping coyote. The girl came quickly forward, shyly blushing beneath her thick, shaggy tan fur. "Go on and touch. I'll share my little slut-" Around his cock, he felt Jess moaned with a slight loosening of her lips.

Tentatively, the canine eased her hands onto either side of the full ass presented before her, roving upwards until she bounced her fingers against the round top. "God... so perky!" she flushed, looking up at Rhyzn's imposing form for a moment. "Touch her. Do anything you want. I want to watch you play with her. Like a toy to share, hm?" He could see color gathering in both the girls' cheeks: Jess's at being their swapped and shared toy and the timid coyote at being coached.

Nevertheless, her fingers slid back down the rounded shape of the ass in front of her, groping with a new strength. She started kneading her furred digits into the tender meat of the rump, rocking Jess's lips onto Rhyzn's pulsing cock.

"Oh yeah-" His hand tightened, coaxing Jess's head further onto him, driving her lips towards a kiss at his base while his eyes stared down towards her ass. "Hey, what's your name, huh?"

"E-Erin!"

Erin had slid her fingers down the crease of the girl's rump, finding her wet slit with a tender, exploring touch. Wet juices gathered at the first touch before the canine pushed a proding finger towards the open, leaking hole of the girl's cunt. She sat her finger there, testing, against the opening until Jess whimpered into Rhyzn's cock, looking up towards him with wide, pleading eyes.

"Fuck the girl, Erin. She's needy..." Rhyzn commanded, voice leaking with dominance set against the meager, shy girl. Erin sunk her finger forward, finding she could easily add two instead before she began pumping her arm back and forth, finding an easy rhythm into the girl's wet snatch. Quickly, the noise of the girl's sex started to rise in the air with the rest of the room's action, suctioning around the pistoning fingers inside of her.

"Now suck, Jess, or I'll tell her to ease up there.. you have to earn those fingers-" Rhyzn' slid his free hand onto her cheek, caressing the soft fur with a tender contrast to his sharp words. "Be a good little kitty, hm?"

Jess flushed beneath her fur, bending her head over him with new fervor. Her hips shook against Erin's fingering, but she didn't lose her focus on the cock at hand.

***

"Oooh!" A sudden, ringing howl rang through the kitchen, echoed by cackling laughter as Rhyzn pressed closer to the tabletop. The shy, plain canine coyote was now laid out across the wood surface of the table.

Her clothes hung off the back of one of the dining chairs, swaying slightly with the recency of her stripping. Erin herself stretched out across the top of the table, head almost falling off the end as Jess stood at the end, massaging over the girl's soft tits with her eagerly kneading fingers.

"Someone did so... so good keeping Jess motivated," Rhyzn crooned, voice thrumming with warmth as he grinned down at the sight of the girl. Despite her shy exterior, the canine stretched out over the top of the table with a seductive comfort with being on display. Her legs pulled partially up, bending at the knee before falling open so that her legs spread out from each other and exposed the warm, pink folds of her cunt in between her blue-gray fur. Her breasts, freed from her top, were heavy atop her chest, pressing together between her arms as she reached towards her waist.

Slowly, caressing over her own skin, the girl spread her cunt open, deepening the look into her snatch from above as the dark dragon shook his head. "You are a pleaser..." As he sidled up to her bottom end, others were noticing the meal set out for them now. Katar approached, fingers outstretching for the pert pink nipple atop one breast. "Mmm... what a lovely view," He murmured, slowly starting to grope and knead over the soft tissue of her breast. "I don't believe we've met yet."

Jess giggled, leaning over the girl's shoulder as her sharp, feline fangs found the swelling nub of her nipple with a small, teasing nibble. "You're in trouble now, little Erin." Her laughed chimed in the other girl's ear. "Once Katar notices you..." Her soft laugh rang out around Erin's head while her soft lips started their slow roam over the tender meat of her breast, growing ever closer to the nub of her nipple atop.

"Well, I won't tell you otherwise," Katar chuckled as he spoke, sliding rough fingertips over the girl's opposite breast, kneading with a quiet strength.

Rhyzn chuckled, shaking his head at the two playing as his hands slid over the girl's thighs. Her fur was thick, downy in texture as he drew up towards her pelvis. The touch, focusing towards her spread lower lips, sent a shivering tremble up her spine that rocked her against the smooth top of the table.

"My my... this is a sight... " Rhyzn breathed, sliding his hands over Erin's, taking the job of spreading her cunt wide. His eyes poured over the details of pink sex, letting her feel the air on her hot skin as he inspected her. He took his time, slowly sliding a finger into the hot, wet tunnel to feel how she clamped on the girth inside. "My my... someone is so eager, but it's such a nice sight to watch you waiting, impatiently hoping someone will fuck you."

Katar chuckled, sliding his free hand onto the thick girth of his cock bobbing to Erin's side. Before he continued much of his self-service, Jess pushed a furred paw onto his length, guiding the canine into the hand job with a rasping voice in her ear. "Come now, be a good girl, Erin. Rhyzn won't fuck you if you don't do a good job for everyone else... Don't you want to feel that thick cock inside you?" She leaned backwards, kissing up the soft fuzz of the girl's neck until she found the tall ear atop her head with a gentle nip. "Imagine how he'll feel, filling you and and spreading you open around him. He'll wear you like a sleeve."

Rhyzn breathed out a long sigh, cheeks almost warming at the leopard's words. His fingers continued a slow, tormentingly paced fingering of the girl's cunt. Already, her walls clenched on every entry, trying to lock the meager girth of his finger inside, but he pushed against the squeezing muscles to continue.

"Oh? What do we have here?" Another voice interrupted, spying the gathering crowd at the table. Jack's long snout appeared beside Jess, opposite the komodo dragon, with a sly smile spread across his face. "Why hello there," the horse greeted, running a single finger up the girl's side, watching as she quivered in response. "If it isn't miss Erin herself...." His long, equine cock was already on display, twitching at the sight of the girl.

"Be careful, gentleman. This little thing might seem so shy and sweet, but is the most aggressive little nymphomaniac I have met in a long time..." His finger started to trail across her stomach, leaving small tracks in her fur. "Last party I saw, she had a line waiting to try her out... like an ATM of fucking-" His finger slid up towards her breasts, drawing between them and retreating back down.

All together, four hands explored the stretched canine's form, playing with her without truly pleasuring her yet. Katar's kneading hand sent a warmth tingling over her breast, but he left the firm nub of her nipple mostly alone, letting her feel the pulsing of her heartbeat through it.

Jess, hovering behind the canine's head, continued to nip and kiss at her neck, focusing her touch right around the pinky nub of her nipple without making contact. Her voice continued to croon in between the others, tempting and lewd. "I felt that cock in my mouth, Erin. God, it's so thick... so big.. I could feel it stretching my throat. I can't imagine how it'd feel inside your cunt. How good it'd feel. Maybe if you begged, asked him real nice. Maybe then he'll fuck you."

Rhyzn's fingers continued to spread her cunt open, though his attention was shifting to the steady finger fucking of his pointer finger. Her juices gathered around the base of the digit, running down over the scales of his wrist as she continued to leak and leak with excitement. His own cock stood up, jutting out from his form. Jack's familiarity only made the girl more tempting, he wanted to be the first in the line, stretching out this fresh cunt for the rest of the party before watching everyone with his sloppy leftovers, thrusting into his escaping spooge.

But tormenting her first was so delightful. "Oh, I have an idea-" he grinned, catching the other's eyes in a fleeting pass before he turned towards the rest of the living room, seeking out the shining white scales of Adalinda. "Oh, Adalinda!" Her head popped up from behind the couch, cum streaking across her muzzle as she grinned. "Yes?"

"Could we borrow some of your collection?"

Her smile spread: "Absolutely."

A brief interlude stretched out as Adalinda rushed back into the bedroom, but the teasing of the coyote girl didn't stop. Their fingers continued to rove over her, now with the hovering anticipation of something additional. Erin felt her heartbeat starting to rise, beating in her ear as she waited for just what they meant to do to her.

Katar's rough fingers continued to work over her soft breast, kneading into the tender meat of the rounded orb atop her chest. Jack, standing on the opposite side of her, continued the stroking roam of his fingertip, sending a tingling heat to every square inch of her.

"Now then, everybody." Rhyzn appeared back at the table, trailed by Adalinda with both of their arms filled with goodies pilfered from the dragoness's stash of toys and tools.

"Now it will be all the easier to play with our plaything," the dragoness giggled, holding up a hefty wand vibrator and a dangling pair of nipple clamps in one hand while the straps of a looping restraint system dangled off her other palm along with a smaller bullet vibe.

Rhyzn chuckled, nodding. He already held a flared base dildo that wobbled slightly with his movements and a straight toy with a crinkled base that hid extra length until it was activated into a hand-held fuck machine. "Choose your weapons, so to speak."

His eyes roamed over Erin's form. Finger tracks showed through her thick, canine fur across the expanse of her naked form, proof already that others were relishing her, using her. "Soon you'll be splattered in cum too," he thought, almost mumbling to himself as Adalinda nudged him to the side and leaned in. She passed the small bullet up to Jess who grinned as she flicked it on with a hum of power. Katar quickly claimed the paired nipple clamps, connected by a small chain.

"Jack," Adalinda announced, scoldingly. "That girl has a lovely pair of lips that you're not even using!" She shook her head, waving her finger at him. "I'm ashamed of you!"

Jack laughed at her, but he moved towards the top of the table, swapped spots with Jess as his long, thick equine length hovered at the girl's cheek. For a moment, she didn't react specifically, overwhelmed with the activity happening over her as everyone toyed with their new tools, but then Jack's fingers slid onto the soft fur of her muzzle. "Over here, Erin."

Her head lolled to the side, finding the fat head of his cock waiting, hovering in front of her parted lips. Her eyes turned up towards him, finding his expression soft and the fingers still rubbing against her muzzle coaxing. "How much will you fit this time?"

She flushed beneath her thick fur, but didn't speak. Her mouth merely stretched open, tongue easing forward slightly as she welcomed him into the hot, wet heat of her mouth. He pressed forward, feeding the first few inches onto her tongue while on the opposite end of the table, Rhyzn wielded a massive bottle of lube in one hand and the hand-held fucker in the other. His eyes were turned down, staring at the spread of the girl's pink cunt as he dribbled lube down her slit. One finger smeared the cold goo against her, letting her heat melt the lubricant into her own juices before he pressed the tip of the toy to the opening of her cunt.

Before he moved the dildo, a sudden whirring life buzzed against her clit: Adalinda wielding the humming wand vibrator. The head of it dwarfed the swollen nub of her clit, but the power of the toy buzzed in a single contact point as Adalinda held it, hovering right over top of her with pinpoint precision. The effect was a zapping intensity that sent Erin squirming back into the table, writhing against the hard surface as if she could escape from the buzzing of the toy.

Her moan, as the toy began against her clit, buzzed into Jack's cock. Her lips sucked around the first of his length while her tongue swirled over the smooth, pink skin, caressing around the fat head of him as he pulled back and forth with only the first portion of his nearly arm length cock.

The overstimulation didn't stop there.

Katar grinned, thrusting his cock into Erin's half-minded hand job still, now slick with a spurt of the rotating lube. His attention remained mostly on Erin herself as he pinched over the stiff nub of her nipple, coaxing the little button to its full swollen length before he brought the clamps end towards her. "Mmm... how cute you'd look all clamped up. An innocent face, but such a little slut." He circled around her nipple with the clamp, tempting and teasing her with the moment that it'd close against the sensitive, beating nubbin of her nipple.

Her anticipation was stunted even further by everything else happening. She couldn't focus on one point of her to mentally prepare for the sudden squeeze. Rhyzn eased the head of the thrusting toy into her, spreading her cunt around the even girth of the glossy purple toy. Her lips fluttered with a whining moan as something substantial finally filled her. Her walls clamped tight enough to stop the motion of the toy without a firm push from the dragon.

Adalinda didn't ease up with the wand, either. The buzzing settled over her more, pressing the entire head of the wand against her so that even squirming side to side didn't escape the humming of the vibrations. As she held the wand, her free hand drew her nails through Erin's fur, stroking along her inner thighs, spreading the tension across more of her body with the touch and distracting her from the intensity of the vibrations so they built up in the background, stimulating the most powerful nerves in her form so that everything else impacted her more.

"Now, don't get distracted, girl." Jack's voice was low and smooth, but Erin heard the impatience hidden in it. His cock throbbed in her lips, pushing deeper into her muzzle now as one hand cradled her head, supporting her turned position as he fed more of his length into her maw. "Focus right here..."

As his cock filled her mouth, spreading her lips wide around the increasingly length of his, Katar started to pump into her squeezing hand with a new intensity. His breath was a raspy pant that was almost covered by the rest of the noise rising in the room, but Erin could hear the rising impatience in his voice too.

His circling teasing on her nipple finally escalated as the squeezing prongs of the clamp pressed around her firm nipple. Erin moaned, feeling the squeezing on one nipple while Jess brought the buzzing bullet against her other, licking with a rough, textured tongue while the toy hummed in tandem. Between her thighs, spreading wide on the table, Rhyzn pushed the rest of the dildo into her, letting her clench down on the girth of it inside of her before he eased it back out, starting to slowly spread the lubricating juices over every inch before he found its power button.

"Ready?" he grinned, but Erin's eyes were half-closed, focusing on fitting Jack's cock into her mouth. She didn't see that the dragon wasn't referencing her, but talking to Adalinda. In unison, the self-thrusting toy began to pump inside of her while the humming buzz of the wand vibrator kicked up a notch, suddenly increasing all the sensations beneath her waist.

"Oh fuck!" Erin gasped, voice muffled into the the skin of the horse. Katar grinned, pumping himself into the soft fuzz of her palm while his own hand held his base, adding to the pressure of her distracted hand job. "Someone's getting very squirmy," he noted, watching how her nude form shuddered on the table, wriggling away from the direct attack of the buzzing vibrator. "

"Careful, little coyote... We just might have to bind you up," Jess crooned in her ear, leaving the humming of the vibrator on her stiff, pulsing nipple. Both her breasts were bouncing, heaving with her own breath rising. "We'll stretch those pretty legs out across the table and tie them up underneath, leaving you stretched on display all night. Everyone at the party could come and have a taste, fucking you like a blow up doll before heading off. You wouldn't be able to squirm away from the vibrator... no, you'd be stuck here as we did anything to you." Jess's voice was followed by the rumbling of her own purr coming up through her throat. She nipped at Erin's neck, nuzzling into the fur as her voice rasped with tormenting dirty talk. "Would you like being the trapped fuck doll all night? Your cunt oozing with the cum of everyone who'd already used you lubricating whoever finds you next and decides to take a ride?"

As Jess continued to talk, streaming an endless amount of lewd material into the coyote's neck, Katar nudged her vibrator out of the way, letting him clamp both of her nipples inside the clenching squeeze of the rubber-tipped prongs. The chain of the clamps hung off her tits, dancing with the jostling motion of her body atop the table where only hours before Rhyzn and Adalinda had been eating their roast.

"Why don't you kick that up again, hm?" Rhyzn leaned into Adalinda, kissing at her neck as he clicked the speed of the fucking dildo upwards. Erin felt its tip plunged into her over and over with a mechanical pace that didn't slow or relent. Adalinda kept the wand on her clit, shifting its angle until she found the spot that had Erin's knees shaking against the table top. The dragoness' other hand squeezed on Rhyzn's cock, pumping up and down his stiff length jutting towards the spread girl. Her eyes darted between the two sources of entertainment, the dark dragon and the mewling girl.

Erin struggled to pay attention to it all. Every pleasure point was being exploited, used to drive her mad with rising lust. Her throat was clenched around the tip of Jack's cock, pushing deeper and deeper now with every thrust. Her muzzle continued to constrict, hugging and suckling around him even as he pumped in and out of her lips, fucking her face with increasing speed. The sensations of everything were starting to meld together, feeling not like unique items on her, but one wash of pleasure that was spreading over her body.

The skin on her cheeks and melting down onto her chest was red and prickling with heat under her fur while her tits swelled with rising arousal. The sensitivity only made the tugging of the clamps more impactful, sending aching throbs up her form that mixed with the unending running of the vibrator on her clit.

Erin's main focus, though, was Jack. The long length of his equine cock paired only against the thickness of him spreading her lips. His impatience was taking over, losing himself into the want to fit more of himself into the heat of her lips was beating out his innate politeness. The coyote was eager for this tipping point. Her lips spread open wide, almost begging when she felt the fingers cradled against her head tighten slightly, gripping into her hair before he thrust, hard.

His balls slapped into her chin with a soft, echoing plop. She felt the sting of the impact for a moment before her mind fell to her throat. His cock sunk down her squeezing, spasming throat after filling the entire length of her canine muzzle. The ridges on the roof of her mouth massaged against the skin of his shaft, adding to the sensation like nothing more than a masturbation sleeve, but even the most advanced toy didn't fully capture the heat inside the girl's mouth. Her lips shook against him with a moan lost into his skin, but Jack loved feeling them flutter, helplessly into him. His fingers held tighter, supporting her head as the impact of his face fucking rose. His hips started to pump with a rising speed, rowing forward and dunking himself over and over again down into her throat. With every repetition, he pulled all the way out, letting the fat head of his cock push against her lips, loving how saliva clung to his pink skin, glistening before he shoved back into her with a slap of his balls hitting her chin.

The smell of him, the thick musk of the horse filled Erin's nose. She almost forgot that so many other people crowded around the table, toying with her and watching as Jack fucked into her face. The hot, wet slime of her cheeks squeezed around him, massaging along every inch of his long, fat cock as he pumped in and out. Her eyes turned up towards him, wide as he stared down at the sight of his cock disappearing into her, bulging the top of her throat with his reaching tip.

"What a good little slut," Katar commented, giving a tug to the chain clamping her tits together. The pull of her nipples sent a zap through her, adding to the feverish moan that hummed against the hot flesh of his dick.

Between her thighs, Rhyzn and Adalinda watched the effects of the rough face fucking. The girl's juices, creamy and white coated the outside of the dildo as it eased in and out of her, punching deep into her cunt with the dark dragon's guidance. His own cock was twitching madly at the show, clenching inside Adalinda's pumping digits. The girl's thighs were quivering, shaking down to where her toes curled up, but the combined touch of everyone held her still, kept her under the torment of the unwavering toys without reprieve.

Spit started to leak out of Erin's lips, dribbling onto the table beside her and pooling as she sucked as sloppily around him as she could. With the speed of him, she struggled to keep up. As she clenched her muzzle, he thrust right through the tension, plunging into her throat. Then, he'd retreat all the way back until her mouth hung open against the tip of his cock, dribbling with her own spit as she breathed raggedly.

In another second, he thrust forward, plunging into her breath and plowing it right out with the wet squelch of her lips clenching around him. "Good, suck it" Jack muttered, voice lost. His breath huffed out between his lips, working his hips to keep the pace on her mouth stretched around him. His tail swished behind with every motion as his crotch smacked against her mouth. The sound of it; the wet slap of her lips meeting to his base as he hilted inside her throat and his balls smacked up into his chin rose in the air, echoed with every paced repetition.

Erin's eyes started to sink shut, panting each time he retracted in preparation for the next plunging fuck. "Look at me, look up-" Jack demanded, voice even and strong until her eyes found his. Water pooled at the corners and her cheeks were flushed beneath her fur, but the girl's entire body quivered. Her cunt walls continued to spasm around the toy while her clit's swollen nub was increasingly affected by the buzzing vibrator.

"Fuck..." Katar muttered, gripping at the base of his own cock. "Don't let up here, Erin-" He barked, feeling her fingers tighten on his shaft in response. Her motions were a bit wobbly, struggling to focus on so much at once, but she started once more with her dedicated jacking on his throbbing cock.

Jess, still hovering to her side, shifted onto her knees beneath the two. Her lips pushed up as Jack paused, so briefly, with his tip pressing against the girl's lips. Jess added her own tongue to the mix, licking over his shaft with a sudden zip of surprise touch. Then, as he thrusted, she focused on his balls.

The leopardess's lashing tongue was doubled by her roaming fingertips. Her touch stroked up Jack's thighs with one hand and with the other found Erin's soft fur, petting in a limited little motion as the girl focused on the cock pistoning into her lips. Jack was using her mouth and throat like it was a pussy; thrusting forward in smooth, confident thrusts that drew every inch of him out through the hugging squeeze of her lips before driving his entire length down into her throat. His breath came in hot puffs, peppered with the cutoff utterances of "fuck," "yes," and "just like that."

Rhyzn cursed under his breath, watching the scene stretched over top of his kitchen table in front of him. His fingers gripped onto the toy buried inside the girl, aiming the thrusting toy angled inside her so the pistoning tip pushed against her inner walls at the patchy spot of her g-spot. The vibrator, wielded by Adalinda still, hummed against the swollen pink nub of the girl's clit with unrelenting speed and power. A hot flush spilled across the canine's entire form beneath her fur, but glowing at the edges where the fur thinned like the crease of her thighs to her pelvis and the edges of her ears above. The intensity of the stimulation on her form was driving the girl to a senseless state of lust.

The multitude of hands on her form kept her down against the table, keeping her safe from rolling off or escaping any of their tormenting touch. Katar grunted from her side, thrusting into the curled grip of her hand with a tug on the clamps on her stiff, swollen nipples. "Erin, focus. Focus here. Don't let up-" Her fingers clenched on his cock in response, straining her focus to keep every cock hovering around her entertained.

Thankfully, Adalinda was handling Rhzyn's arousal herself. Her soft, scaled fingers skimmed up and down his length, clenching tight against his girth while she leaned into him, letting the scent and heat of her form intermingle with the stretched canine on the table. The thick musk of the girls filled the dark dragon's nose with every breath, creating a cocktail of sex in the kitchen's limited space.

"Fuck..." He gripped the toy inside the girl tighter, feeling how her walls slowed the motor of the fucking toy. "I don't think I can resist a proper taste anymore-" He looked up over the girl's form. Her soft stomach was pulled taut, contracting with every shuddering breath leading up to her heaving breasts. Every hard breath shook her tits atop her chest while her stiff, pink nipples pulled up off the peaks of her breasts with the tension of the chained clamps Katar controlled. Above, her cheeks were puffed with a breath around Jack's pistoning cock fucking her shy face. Blush glowed through her fur while tears streamed from the edges of her wide eyes, locked up on the dominating male as he crooned filth down to her while his cock dove into her constricting throat.

"No, fuck. I can't resist-" he muttered, mostly to himself before he pulled the shuddering dildo out of the girl, shifting to Adalinda for a moment. "Spread those fucking legs-" He pushed her thigh with the wet, cum-slicked plastic cock before he brought the pistoning tip to her wet slit and eased it up into her snatch. "Now close those thighs again and hold that for me-" He could hear the motion whirring uncertainty inside the girl's clenching kegel muscles, but Adalinda's eyes twitched with the sudden stimulation. "Good little cock pocket-" He gave her ass a departing squeeze before slapping the soft flesh and trading his hands onto the canine stretch across the table.

Her cunt was glistening with eager welcoming. The vibrator, the heavy wand, still buzzed against her clit, sitting up against the top of her mound and lifted by Adalinda's careful control to keep the site of the vibrations almost entirely on the swollen nub of the clitoris. Beneath, her inner folds were spread by the position of her legs and glittering with her own messy juices leaking forth in her rising excitement.

Rhyzn sucked in a breath, appreciating the view for a moment before he guided his tapered tip to the wet opening and thrust forward, instantly spreading the girl. Unlike the toy, his cock twitched with life and pulsed with heat. A moan, muffled into Jack's flesh, escaped her lips on the opposite end of the repurposed table. The dark dragon grabbed onto the top of her thighs, using the natural hand of the girl's bent legs before he thrust forward. Instantly, his cock hilted into the girl, slapping his pelvis into her with a wet, echoing clap.

Her heat pulsed around him as her walls clenched down with incredible strength. "Are you cumming, pet?" he growled, feeling her shake against the table and his form. The buzzing of the vibrator on top of her nearly reached him buried inside. "You're like the perfect fleshlight: hot, vibrating, tight..." he growled, low beneath his breath. The girl continued to clench on him as he retreated, revealing streaks of her cum clinging to his cock already. Fangs glinting in his grin, Rhyzn thrust forward again, finding a pounding rhythm into the girl's shuddering cunt.

***

Across the room, the rest of the party was occupied enough to stay away from the kitchen table where Erin was spread out like a snack platter. Paul, the ever-shy rhino was cornered back in the living room with his legs spread wide on the armchair and two girls kneeling between his knees.

"You two..." His breath hitched in his throat, suddenly shy all over again. He'd escaped his clothes, leaving his slightly rounded stomach and incredibly strong, hardy legs on show. He felt the trembling shyness pulsing through him, but the sight at his feet was almost enough distraction to pull him out of his head.

A panther girl, he thought her name was Noel, but he wasn't even sure, had her hands on Katya, a long-haired grey feline with the faintest trace of a Russian accent. The dark-furred girl excluded power. Her dark, sleek fur could easily have been a full-leather dominatrix suit the way she wore nothing. Her fangs caught the light with a glint as she spoke, leaning close to Katya's twitching ear. "Now, you're going to be a good, good girl for me... all night. First, I want you to come here and I want to feel your lips on my tit, my nipple. I want you to suck like a little toy. Don't stop. Don't rest. You're mine. I'm going to use you until you're out of batteries-" As she continued to speak, she angled her body, leaning into Paul's spread knee before her eyes found him.

A slow smile spread over her lips, lazy and smooth. She knew that he was as timid as the other girl. The housecat, shivering slightly against the carpeting, leaned over the girl's chest, finding the pink nub atop her full, firm breast with timid lips. As she latched on with a swirling tongue, Noel sighed out her satisfaction. One hand curled down the girl's form, stroking over her smooth back, tangling into the long fur. "That's a good, good girl... Keep that up," she bit her lip, momentarily sighing. "Good..." Then, her attention shifted to Paul. Her fingers, with long nails atop slender fingers, stroked up his stiff skin towards his thighs. His cock already jutted out from his crotch, rock hard and patient. Every breath brought a little twitch through his prick, but he almost ignored it. His eyes were locked onto Noel's gaze as she worked her touch closer and closer to his pelvis.

"Paul, you're just so shy... but why?" As she spoke, her bright green eyes held his. Her lips moved slow, exuding sex appeal. "You're a good looking guy, strong... I like strong-" She licked over his lips, giving him a glimpse of the fangs waiting inside her lips. Her free hand cupped around Katya's head, holding the suckling girl to her stiffening nipple, using her like a massager.

"I could give you anything you want tonight, Paul. You want to feel a tight pussy around your cock?" As she spoke, her fingers reached the softening skin of his pelvis, circling around the base of his cock without grabbing onto the pulsing girth.

"Want to feel shuddering, spasming walls in orgasm milking around you? Do you want to get a blowjob, Paul? Feel lips sucking around your cockhead like they eat cum to live? Do you want to watch me swallow your cum or would you rather it be splattered onto my face, left there like war paint all night long? As a marker that you had me first? How about Katya?" She stroked over the girl's head, using her long nails to scratch down to the skin through the long fluff. Her touch was both controlling and tender on the submissive feline.

"Imagine your cum in her long fur, clinging there. She might not be able to get it off. She might have to go into work with your cum staining her fur. Her prim little pencil skirt and button up, but cum straining her fur as she went into a meeting-"

All the while, her fingers stroked over his skin. Everywhere her nails passed over seemed to buzz with heat, with life. She let the touch roam over his inner thighs, but always circled back to the tender skin around the base of his cock, almost, touching the pulsing length without making real contact.

"Would you rather fuck her ass? My ass? Would you like to see us both bent over in front of you, spreading ourselves out for you to fuck either of us? Making a choice with every thrust?" She nudged Katya to her other breast, massaging the back of the girl's head while it bobbed with work beside her bare breast, dark except for the firm nub of her nipple jutting off the top, now hardened to a stiff peak.

"Do you want me to fuck you with Katya's little body? Dropping her tight asshole of you with her perky tits in your face, bouncing right there?" She pulled Katya up, leaning the girl into her chest so that Paul could see said breasts. They were small but they bounced high on her chest with thinning, velveteen fur around the soft, pale nipples atop their peaks. As he watched, frozen in place, Noel stroked up the girl's flat stomach, cupping each of the firm tits with a groping squeeze as her fingers tweaked on the pink nubs of her nipples.

"Look at these sweet, little tits, Paul? Don't you want to taste them? Bite them?" She pulled Katya back into her, letting the supple back of the feline press into her own, full chest as she bent into her neck, nipping at her tender skin.

"Do you want that, Katya? Want to feel Paul on your tits?" Her voice was deep, rasping into the other girl's ears as she shifted her weight, pulling Katya partially onto her lap so her knee and thigh angled between her legs, giving her a platform for needing grinding. The long-haired housecat was flustered, hot with her blush, but she was visibly blissful. Every repetition of Noel's fingers through her long fur leading up to a groping squeeze had Katya's eyes sinking closed, hips quivering with delight.

Paul leaned back into the armchair, almost cursing. It was unreal. These parties! He was already coaxed into coming, but he never felt less shy! Sometimes he got a nice, easy fuck and headed home feeling flustered, but satisfied. But tonight, tonight this dominant girl clocked him across the room when she'd arrived. One hug with the hostess and she'd found him, licking her lips as she greeted him. "You're wearing too many clothes, strip-" Her eyes on him had been quietly judgemental with each new piece dropped onto the floor, but she nodded with encouragement. "Good, now sit down and wait for me, 'kay? I need to find another plaything-"

He hadn't questioned her at a single point. He didn't dare. She pulsed with an energy and power he was scared to be commanded by, but God, he couldn't help but want to be subjected to her plans.

"Paul?" Noel's probing voice pulled his focus back. "Tell me what you want, Paul. Anything can happen tonight, anything. But you have to say it, say what you want-" As she spoke, she leaned into Katya's cheek, nuzzling her until the girl turned her head. The two met in a kiss, long and deep in front of him as Paul steeped in anxiety.

When the girls broke apart from one another, Noel's eyes turned expectantly to Paul. "Tell me what you want Paul." She turned back to Katya, nipping the girl's lower lip before pulling her into another kiss. This time, her hands slid down the girl's back, pulling her until she faced her in her lip, pelvis flush to Noel's stomach. Their tongues lashed together, Katya lapping into her dominant's mouth with eager excitement while Noel's long nails stroked down her back, gathering her bare ass into her grip. She pulled her in against her, pressing their tits flush to another another as Noel growled into the kiss, breaking apart with a soft hiss. Katya panted into her neck, grinding forward against her stomach.

"Paul," Noel clicked her tongue with disappointment, shifting Katya to the floor and leaning into Paul's lap. Her lips lowered towards the twitching tip of his cock. She pressed close enough that he felt the heat of her breath washing over his tip, but she didn't touch down. Instead, her wide eyes turned up to him. Behind her, Katya took the initiative. She writhed out behind the panther, lowering to the floor with her bare tits skimming the carpet so she could reach Noel's bare sex. Her fingers timidly dipped into the hot moisture of her cunt. "Mmm, good... Katya. Lay down. Let me ride you-" Noel raised her butt, arching her back so she gave the housecat the space between her thighs to lay back and open up her face for a seat before Noel lowered back against her lips, grinding her lower lips over Katya's eager tongue. "Good-" Noel sighed, moaning softly before she brought her hot, washing breath back to Paul's tip. Her hands grabbed onto either thigh, steadying herself with her weight distributed to lessen pressure on Katya beneath. Her lips hovered just off his tongue, tongue stretching towards him as her eyes met his, waiting.

Paul felt the fluttering anxiety in his chest. Heats flushed over his gray skin, burning through his flesh. "I-" His throat felt tight. Noel leaned closer, ever so slightly. The heat of her breath washed over his cock, almost like touch. He could hear his own blood pounding in his ears alongside the wet noises of Katya lapping at her mistress's cunt, eagerly tasting the leaking juices. "I-I want you to suck my cock." He breathed it out, words slurring together.

Noel cocked her head, fingers gripping his thigh tight. "What? Paul? I didn't catch that."

His cheeks burned, but he did it once. He could do it again. "I want you to suck my cock-"

A slow smile spread over the panther's lips. "Good job, Paul. Keep talking. Tell me what you like-" She leaned over him, tipping her head to let long, sleek hair spill to one side and keep his view clear as her tongue slowly slid out around his head. Following the guide of her tongue, her lips followed sliding onto the first inch of his cock with a wash of intense heat.

"Fuck-" Paul shuddered, bucking his hips towards the warmth of her mouth. She sunk down further, letting the first portion of his cock slide in against her tongue and sit in the heat of her clenching maw. Then, she began to retreat, exploring the tip of his cock with her roving tongue. "Fuck," Paul echoed. "Keep going... Suck it all." His voice sounded strange, outside of his head, but he tried to lean into the discomfort. At his prompt, her lips clenched on his and started to sink deeper on his cock. With every inch further, she intensified the suckling vacuum on him, using the ridges at the top of her muzzle to massage around him as her tongue pressed him to the textures.

As she worked on him, Katya continued her work beneath. Her bare body was partially hidden beneath Noel's, but her pale, soft pussy lips stuck out into view, framed by her relaxed thighs with her feet tucked up beneath herself. Her arms reached beneath Noel, spreading out her lower lips to expose the soft, sensitive folds of the panther as she licked over her, exploring and seeking the spots that intensified the clenching pleasure from the dominant feline. Paul could hear the wet noise of her tongue working alongside the soft, wet noises of Noel on him, intensifying as her lips met to his base.

His entire cock rested in her mouth, cloaked in the heat of her. Her lips pressed flushed to his pelvis, sucking around the girth of him as her eyes upturned to meet him. Her tits hung beneath her, suspended between his thighs. He could see them slightly as they swung with her breathing and motion. The heft of them pulled towards the carpeting beneath, but they still stayed close to her chest, firm despite their size. "Keep going," he urged, voice diminishing in volume. Noel retreated, starting back towards his tip with a repeating rhythm. "Faster-" he added, finding his way with talking aloud.

On cue, she sped up. Her suckling didn't lessen, but the pace of her lips sliding up and down the length of his girthy cock kicked up. Her head bobbed over him with focused motion even as her knees started to shudder against the floor. Beneath her, Katya's face was speckled with leaking juices as she locked her lips around Noel's swollen clit. Her mistress's cunt leaked with building juices onto her chin, dotting the long strands of her coat with glimmering arousal with each passing second. Katya gripped onto her as she worked with one hand, shifting the other to stuff two fingers into the clenching tunnel suspended above her.

Paul let his head fall back against the chair. Noel's lips hugged around his base, suckling with his entire length filling her maw and pushing towards her throat for a second before she retreated, repeating the motion. With his eyes closed, he could hear the lewd sounds of her working on his against the fainter backdrop of the rest of the party. Faint, mewling moans radiated out from the kitchen. He could see them clustering there, someone atop the table, but his focus quickly shrank back in, feeling the faintest skimming of Noel's teeth against his tender skin with a jolt down his spine. "Fuck-" he grunted, bucking into her lips. "Keep going. Keep sucking." One hand, suddenly bold, grabbed into Noel's loose hair, wrapping the loose, silken strands around his hand before he grabbed onto her head, leaning into her speed on his cock.

"Fuck, yes. Just like that-" he mumbled down to her, feeling heat burning over his cheeks and chest at the sound of his own voice, but she listened. Every time he muttered something, any encouragement, she responded. "Faster-" increased her speed while "harder" had her suckling stepped up, suctioning around him with new vigor. He could hear her lips smacking into his base now, hilting him over and over again into her throat with the tip of his cock leaking precum straight down.

"Keep going. Don't stop. Suck me off-" He almost flinched at his voice, but her lips felt so hot, smooth against him. She didn't pause at either end now. Her head pumped over him with dedicated speed. He could see her tits swaying beneath her as she worked while her knees shuddered. He could hear the suctioning noises of Katya buried between her thighs. He could only imagine how the house cat was doing, but he could see the tension down Noel's body. Her cunt was clenching down, locked onto Katya's fingers, challenging the girl to move them at all. She tried, fingerfucking her mistress with as much power as she could get in her constrained position, but her sucking lips didn't let up. The swollen clit inside her squeezing lips never escaped the lashing, repeating motions of her flickering tongue or the steady, suctioning hold of her lips.

"Suck harder... deeper... I want to feel your throat-" Paul flushed, feeling his skin pulse with the intensity of the heat spreading down his dark skin, but Noel listened. She shoved her head down over him, swallowing down his cock with her lips pulsing against his base. His hand on her head held her there, pressing somewhat gently to keep her lips on his base as he pulsed inside her entire maw, feeling the shifting, squeezing of her throat on his tip before he lessened his pressing touch and she eased back towards his tip, popping off with strings of spit clinging them together.

"You're doing so good, Paul. Keep going-" She met his eyes, grinning with spit leaking off her lips before she grabbed his cock once more with a twisting of her tongue leading her lips down onto him. Her tail lashed behind her, dancing as her thighs shook. Between her thighs, her inner walls clenched onto Katya's fingers with a strength that locked them in place as she moaned around Paul's cock in her mouth, spreading her lips over his girth even as they shook with her cries.

"Deeper. Faster. Suck it down, cat-" Paul muttered, finding his voice coming easier now, a bit louder, and a bit stronger. His fingers pushed down on her head, pulling the heat of her lips back down over the entire length of him. He could feel the shuddering of her entire body. Her nails pressed into his thighs, using him to transfer some of the pressure of her building orgasm. The girl buried between her thighs didn't let up on her clit, driving her to a sudden, panicky explosion of pleasure that shook through her entire form, but she didn't let up on her blowjob on the rhino's lap. Instead, her movements intensified. Her lips were sucking hard like she wanted to milk his orgasm out in time with her own. The hand on her head set her pace, sliding her mouth up and down his cock with a rapid pace while the power of her vacuuming lips was decided by her own pleasure coursing through her, demanding an outlet to escape from as she shook over top of Katya.

Droplets of glimmering arousal dropped over the long-haired cat's face, speckling her with the rich musk of the panther as she shook over top of her. Even now, in the fading moments of her orgasm, Katya didn't release her flickering tongue. Instead, she multiplied the sensitivity following the first orgasm without a pause in her pace. Instantly, Noel's body started to shake again. Her feet on the carpeted floor shuddered, struggling to keep her form as she sunk down over Paul's cock with vibrating, moaning lips. He could hear her muffled voice alongside the wet slaps of her lips kissing to his base as his cock shoved into her throat. His tip pushed into her throat, sitting in the spasming of her swallowing gullet before he pulled her backwards with a constrained tug on her hair, pulling her back until he popped from her lips with a stream of saliva. Lips opened, the feline moaned out into the air, tilting her head back into his grasp as her thighs spasmed around Katya's head.

"Noel, I think Katya deserves some payback now, hm?" Paul asked, voice still tinged with his uncertainty, but emboldened by the encouragement. Noel grinned, chin streaked with her own spit. "A wonderful idea... would you like to watch or join in somehow?" She shifted backwards, revealing the sloppy housecat from beneath her. Katya's chin was wet with the panther's juices while her muzzle was dampened down flat to her face. Once Noel lifted off her, she curled up, meeting her mistress's lips with a fierce, almost fighting kiss. They pressed together, eager and aggressive as Noel's fingers raked into the other girl's long fur, grabbing at her ass to pull her flush to her hot from.

Paul leaned back into his chair, relishing the pulsing heat of his cock still radiating from the attention as he watched his personal show. Katya nipped at her mistress's lips, earning a hard smack onto her ass before Noel pushed her back down onto the carpet, framed in between Paul's thighs. Noel sunk down towards the other girl, spreading her thighs with both hands on either side to reveal the pink slit of her cunt, glistening with anticipation.

She crawled up between Katya's thighs, spreading the girl's legs further and further until she settled there between her legs. She curled her arms around the long-haired cat's thighs, keeping her steady from squirming away. Then, she raised her ass, offering it up towards Paul's chair, spreading her own legs to pull her asscheeks and pussy lips from each other to improve his thigh.

From between her legs, Noel drank in the sight of the other feline. Her cunt was swollen already with arousal, clit sticking out between her folds with a beckoning pink sheen while juices clung to the opening of her cunt. Her stomach, flat and downy soft, spasmed up and down with the intensity of her breathing as she stared down at her mistress. Her perky tits sat high on her chest, little mounds topped with cherry nipples leading up to the obscured view of her expectant, flushed face between them.

Paul looked down over them both. Noel had left space between her rump and his chair for himself so that he could either stay seated and watch the show or sink onto the floor and reach her to join. Again, she left the choice to him, forcing him to act on his own accord. If he wanted the pleasure, he had to be consciously involved. There was no skating into some easy fuck this time around. His cheeks still burned with a near-constant blush, but now the focus wasn't him, easing his discomfort. Instead, he actually felt some of the impatience from his stiff, pulsing cock between his thighs.

From above, he watched as Noel leaned into her lover's crotch, nuzzling first into the soft fluff of her inner thighs where the long fur thinned to a velvety fuzz and the skin was supple and sensitive. She tickled her whiskers into the other girl's skin, breathing washes of hot breath against her cunt.

"I can't wait to taste you.... but once I start, I'm not stopping until you cum all over this floor... I think I want to see a puddle from you, Katya..." She leaned into her other thigh, nipping at the soft flesh.

A wave of hot breath washed out against Katya's cunt, sending a zip up her spine before Noel lashed out her textured tongue, dragging her first taste up the length of the girl's slit towards the beckoning nub of her clit. For a moment, she repeated the motion, gathering up the juices clinging to the girl's folds before she closed her lips down over her clit.

Then, her tongue began its fluttering, lashing dance against the girl's clit locked within the suction of her mouth. Instantly, Katya mewled up into the air, tensing against the floor. She tried to squirm away, instinctively avoiding the intensity of the feeling between her legs, but Noel had already locked her in place with her arms wrapped up around her thigh.

"Ooh!" Katya moaned, head rocked back against the carpeting. Her sounds were muffled by nothing, filling the air with her pleading moans of pleasure as Noel started her dedicated work, once against unyielding with her pace once she'd started in. Though, as her tongue worked, one arm unwound from Katya's thigh and let her fingers align to the girl's cunt. Two fingers spread her lips apart, letting a thigh stroke against the opening of her cunt, teasingly offering something to clamp down on for several seconds before she sunk a finger forward, burying the digit into the clenching heat of the other girl's cunt.

Paul swallowed, feeling his cock pulsing with impatience between his thighs. The show had him momentarily frozen, but he couldn't ignore that offer set forth. Noel had her legs spread apart, leaving ample space for him to settle between her behind her upturned ass with the faintest slit of her pink cunt winking out from between her thighs.

Slowly, with heat spreading onto his chest, he shifted down from his chair and slid behind her. Feeling the heat of him there, Noel pushed back, turning her ass up further with a silent reiteration. He could see her cunt between her cheeks, slick with her own juices and the fur around matted down with cum and saliva alike. Timidly, his fingers started at the bend of her knee, sliding up towards her ass with a slow introduction.

He grabbed onto the meat of her ass, kneading the soft tissue town into her as she shoved a second finger into Katya's cunt, starting up a quick-paced fingerfuck as her lips stayed on the girl's clit. Paul could see Katya's feet off to his side, toes curling down onto her soles with a shuddering quiver running up the length of her entire leg. Hot with the entire scene, he gripped the girl's rump harder, pushing her asscheeks apart to reveal her further.

Noel felt the faint chill of the room's air as he spread her open. She felt his eyes, inspecting her as he took in the view of her cunt and asshole from behind. She pushed her legs further from each other on the carpet, trying to improve his view, deepening her own exposure.

Paul slid a finger down the line of her crack, finding her wet slit with a prodding, exploration before he sunk a digit into her cunt. Instantly, her walls squeezed down on him, hugging him inside the heat of her. He almost gasped with the heat and tightness of her. The wet noises of her tongue, intermingling with the moaning of the other girl, added a backdrop to his own shyness and impatience at battle. His finger pushed into her, feeling her clench down on him. His other hand gripped her ass, kneading with increasing power into the tissue. He could feel himself sliding into the scene, losing more and more of his apprehension.

Finally, his weight shifted up, drawing his cock to the wet slit of her cunt. His tip prodded against her, silently questioning before she pushed her ass to him and, expertly, swallowed his cock into her sex. He felt the sudden heat in her own fluid motion, grunting into the air. Her ass stayed upturned, slowing her motions to allow him to take the brunt of the work. He didn't mind.

Paul's hips started to fuck the panther with a slow, rising pace. He relished the slow sinking of his cock down into the heat of her, but impatience and need was winning out. He couldn't fight the urge to hilt into her, smacking his pelvis into her ass with an echoing call. Then, drawing back, he tried to constrain himself, but the urge to pound forward and feel her weight bounce forward was too tempting. With each new pass, he felt himself going faster and faster, fucking into her with a pounding, slapping soundtrack.

***

Back in the kitchen, the same wet sound echoed out from Rhyzn's hips pounding into Erin's spread cunt. The canine was mewling, voice half-muffled as she swallowed down the pulsing length of Katar cock buried in her muzzle. Jess was pressed to the walls, legs wrapped around Jack's long, equine cock. He grabbed onto each of her wrists, pressing them up towards the crown molding as her tits bounced in front of her face. The feline's face was slack with pleasure, lost to the length of the cock stretching up into her snatch with a pounding, wall-shaking motion.

Adalinda still hovered at Rhyzn's side. Her thighs were quivering, clutching the fucking toy inside her. The tip of the toy was buried deep, engine still whirring against her tight muscles as she held it there. Her tits were pressed into Rhyzn's side, heaving with her breathing as he drew his fingers in and out of her lips, forcing her to lick to other girl's juices off from his digits as he fucked into the canine's wet snatch. "Fuck, I didn't expect you to last this last with that toy-" he admitted, watching the shaking running through her legs as she kept her kegel clutched tight on it.

"Ha... Serves... right-" Her voice was broken, struggling with the effort to control such fine-tuned muscles. To make matters worse, an orgasm would steal her control, forcing her to hold it off even as the toy pounded at her g-spot locked inside her thighs. Rhyzn loved watching her devolve beside him as his cock stretched out the drooling dog on the table. Katar fucked her with an eager speed that rivaled Jack's sheer size. His hands both clutched onto her head, fucking into her with a teenaged type of desperation while her tits bounced madly, still swinging the clamps' chain with their motion, though no one was manning their tension anymore. The overall sounds of the kitchen was a cacaphony of wet slapping as bodies collided overlapping with lewd, increasingly wild moaning.

"Oh God! It's like you're in my stomach-" Jess cried, bouncing against the wall as Jack sunk her further onto his massive length. "Split me in half, Jack- Fuck!" She mewled with a cry, shuddering into the wallpaper. His hands held her steady, keeping her arms high above her head with unwavering strength. The horse was on his second round of the night, leaving Erin's chest and throat splattered with cum already, so his self-control was wavering with Jess's spasming cunt wrapped around him, but he was trying. He loved the screaming cries of the girl, the desperation in her face. She embodied the cartoon-y ahegao face of his youth's animes. Her eyes rolled back as he thrust upwards, lips slacking as she shook around the full girth of his equine size.

"Fuck! You're going to break her, Jack!"

"That's what happens when I get toys first!" The horse shot back, laughing as he caught Rhyzn's passing gaze. The dark dragon loved the chorus of cries filling the room. He picked up his speed, pushing to have Erin's moans, even muffled around Katar's cock, match that of Jess's from Jack.

***

"Fuck! Fuck!" Katya's accent-tinged voice lifted towards the ceiling, crying out as her hips shuddered up against Noel's pressure. She tried to escape from the flickering, suctioning lock on her clit, but she couldn't squirm anywhere leaving her voice her only outlet from the rising pressure of her second orgasm.

Paul, humping into Noel's cunt, grabbed onto her hips to steady himself and bottomed out inside her. "Don't let up, Noel-" he grunted. "I love watching this girl cum. She's just melting-" His voice was tired, tinged with deepness that wasn't there before, but he was still pounding into the panther with enough power to rock her forward into the grip of his hands which then pulled her right back onto his cock. The strength in his legs were apparent now in more than the chiseling of his muscles but in the stamina in his pace and the power of his thrusts.

With each thrust, the girl's tight asshole was winking into view above her spread cunt, tempting the rhino. As Katya's moans filled his ears, his fingers gathered some of Noel's leaking juices that he pressed against her asshole, swirling his finger over the puckered star. His hips continued pistoning as he eased a finger into her ass, instantly feeling a tight squeeze that urged him forward.

Gathering more of her leaking moisture, he pressed his finger back to her ass, easing his finger in and out with the time of his hips thrusts. He could feel the dual ring of muscles loosening around his touch, but the overall feeling was such an intense tightness that clutched onto his with ferocity.

With another howl, Katya hit another orgasm, shaking her petite frame into the carpeting before Noel pulled off her swollen, pink clit. "Fuck... Fuck my ass, Paul. I wanna feel that cock stretch me out-" She glanced over her shoulder at him, panting with her cheeks streaked with cum. "Fuck me-"

Paul's fingers curled into the soft meat of her ass, gripping onto her with a tight squeeze before his cock slid up the line of her crack, angling towards the tight hole of her ass. The tip nudged up against the tight hole, already slick with her juices. Noel puhed her butt back, biting at her lip with an impatient expectation.

For a moment, the rhino paused. He watched her eyes droop with a slight pleading as his tip nudged against her, gently waiting outside the ring of muscles there to keep him out. Then, with a grabbing squeeze on her side, he plunged forward against the tight clenching grip of her rump.

"Oooh!" A moan tinged with a feline meow bubbled from the panther's lips before she bent back to Katya's spread cunt. She grabbed the lithe feline's hips, pulling her closer as she clutched to the other girl. Their breasts once again mashed together between their bodies as Noel leaned into the girl's lips, pulling her into a long kiss as Paul continued to stretch her rump wide around his girth.

As they kissed, Noel's fuzzed digits snuck between their hips, pumping up into the other girl with practiced motion, curling her fingertips up into the sensitive spots on her inner walls.

Paul groaned out into the air, finding his voice came much easier now, not so hushed. Though the other room was still much louder.

Jess's voice pierced through the apartment, whimpering the the rough fucking that Jack was giving. They'd dropped from the wall, giving his straining muscles some break as the feline draped over the kitchen counter, leaving her cunt perfectly raised for Jack's pounding hips. She clung to either side with her knuckles fading white as he held her upturned ass with a steady, smacking pace that rippled the soft flesh of her ass with every repetition. "Fuck!" Jess squealed, eyes twitching even as they rolled backwards. Her cheek lolled against the countertop, chilly against her flushed skin. "Harder! Jack, harder! Break me," her voice broke with an interupting moan that almost covered Jack's tired chuckle.

"Careful what you ask for..." Jack glanced around his shoulder, spotting another male heading into the kitchen with an empty glass, searching for a refill. A lanky tiger, his fur was matted around his lips and crotch in equal proportion with the scent of sex radiating off him.

"Hey, man. You recovering still?" Jack asked, nodding towards the tiger. His cock hung in a relax, semi-erect pose between his legs, but the muscle beneath his fur was clear, carefully

chiseling out his form beneath the orange coat.

The tiger glanced over at the scene on the counter, Jess's ass swallowing up the equine's full length as he plunged into her cunt. His cock twitched at the sight. "Nah."

Jack smirked. "Perfect. I need some assistance-" His eyes cast over Jess's smooth backside, stretched out across the counter. He grabbed her hip, easily sliding her across the counter to turn her over the shorter end, leaving her face hanging partially off the opposite side, supporting by her clinging arms. "I need some help to break this little slut-" His hand raised, ending his sentence with a smacking spank atop her upturned ass which sent a rippling shudder up her form.

The tiger's lips curled up with a grin. "By all means, I can't turn down a guy in need of help-" He headed around the other side of the counter without additional prompting. "I'm Daniel, by the way."

"Jack-"

"Don't worry about being too rough, Jess here has been through worse." Jack grabbed her asscheeks, one filling either of his broad palms with a kneading squeeze that pulled them apart from one another and expose the lewd details of his cock piercing into her drooling cunt. "Jess's dream date would be a guest slot on that torture porn group-" He thrust hard into her, producing a squeaking moan.

Jess smiled as the tiger appeared in front of her, his barbed cock twitching to life as he approached her lips. "Mm... such a little cock in comparison though-" She glanced up, flashing him a devious grin before she spread her lips open, tongue sliding out like red carpet for the tapered tip of his cock.

"Careful with talk like that," Daniel chuckled, sliding soft fingers onto either side of her head as his cock slid onto her tongue. He thrust forward, letting her feel the soft barbs skimming against her skin. Until closer to orgasm, they wouldn't add much stimulation, but they were unique to the other cock spreading her sex. "You just might get yourself into trouble-"

"That's the goal," Jess mumbled, mouth steadily filled with the easing thrust of the tiger. Once her lip pressed to his base, he paused letting the hugging warmth of her lips spreading down his length as he filled up her maw, just poking into the back of her throat fully inside.

Then, the fingers on her head started to tighen, letting her feel the slight increase in strength as he gripped her head into place, stabilizing it. "Now, you're going to put your eyes right up here-" Daniel murmured, voice low and rough with the faint, rumbling edges of a purr in his chest. "If your eyes leave mine, then you'll be punished. Understand?" Jess, with her eyes trained upwards to her newest playmate, gave a small bob of her head with a mumbled reply around the cock filling her lips.

"Good kitty-" Daniel stroked one finger against her head, smiled, and then started face fucking her with a fierce speed. While Jack's face-fucking earlier had been rough from the sheer size of him, Daniel's threat was his speed. His cock pistoned in and out of Jess's stretched mouth with the tip jabbing in and out of the top of her throat each second. "Keep sucking. Keep up, slut."

Jack, watching the exchange, grinned as he watched Jess's lithe body shudder atop the counter. Egged on, he picked up his speed on the girl's other end, matching the intensity of the male on the opposite end of their spitroast. He could hear Jess's throat constricting around the cock in her mouth, shuddering to keep up with the rapid pace. The wet sounds of her cunt swallowing him up echoed through the kitchen, fighting with the noises of the dining space.

"Ooh, that's it.. That's it, cum around my-" Rhyzn sighed, grinning as Erin's voice broke with another shrieking moan. She still laid on her back, but now Katar was beneath her, clutching onto the girl's breasts as he supported her atop his stomach, pumping his slick cock into the tight, clenching squeeze of her asshole. Rhyzn, still standing at the end of the table, doubled the pressure inside her with his dick sliding into her leaking puss.

Adalinda still manned the whirring of the wand vibrator, but now she did so from the table's chair with the pistoning dildo still buried in her cunt, set against the table's smooth surface in a straddling position to let her muscles rest without stopping the unrelenting little toy.

"What's that raise the count to?" Rhyzn chuckled, referring the the timid coyote's orgasms so far. No one at the table knew. Katar just gripped her swollen tits harder, nibbling into the soft nape of her neck. "How about we go for another? Maybe we'll remember then." His hips pumped up, driving his length deeper into the girl's squeezing butt while Rhyzn angled above, filling her sex.

The sheer squeeze inside the girl was inside, stuffing her up to her maximum with the double penetration. Adding to it, the wand vibrator on her clit left her entire body thrumming with stimulation. Her lips hung open, panting in between the howling moans that left her with every orgasm.

The slapping of their bodies rivaled her volume, echoing with the impact of every firm thrust that fought for space inside her cunt. "I think you've got a few more rounds in you, huh, Erin? We don't want to give Adalinda her turn yet, hm?"

His eyes glanced to the dragoness, noting how her legs where shuddering around the chair now without pause. The toy inside her didn't rest, didn't let up. It continued to whir and thrust upwards, pounding into the shallow sensitivites in her cunt.

"I know you want it, Adalinda-" Rhyzn smirked. "I know that toy is just pounding you, but you're waiting to feel the real thing. That heat... Are you already daydreaming about how you'll get relief? Maybe bent over the counter beside Jess? Daniel can dip back and forth into your mouths, see who gives the better head? Maybe we should take you out into the hallway and see if any of the neighbors want a go of a pre-lubed little cunt itching for a fucking? I'd love to see you tied up in the stairwell, drooling onto the floor from that needy snatch hoping some health nut decides to forego the stairs..."

He smirked, still keeping the pace of his thrusting motion on the girl in front of him even as he spoke to Adalinda. Her cheeks were pink across her pale scales, blushing with need. Katar beneath the coyote, clutching at the soft tissue of her entire form, groping over the length of her supple form, bent his lips towards her neck with a streaming run of filth.

"What a tight little ass, so fucking tight. I would believe you were a little virgin being broken in, Erin. Are you? Is this your first time? Go big or go home? I would take you home with me... I'd fuck you every single morning, pounding into that mouth while I shower to keep clean before work. I'd come home to that cunt spread on the kitchen table again, ready for a little pick-me-up.." His fingers kneaded up her soft tit, tugging on her clampless nipples. They pulsed with every second of her blood pulsing through them, sensitive enough that she shuddered back into the komodo dragon's chest whenever her tugged on the tender flesh. Her moans warbled up into the air, almost a howl from the overworked canine.

"I wonder if we can get that cute little cunt to gape for us by the end of the night. Maybe if we get Jack next, I think that Mark is here to. Would you like to take two horses at once? Imagine how full you feel now, but double it."

"I'd love to see that virgin cunt gaping open, showing us what a good fucking hole you are."

In the rest of the kitchen, Jack found Daniel to be the perfect companion for breaking the unwavering feline Jess. Jack clutched onto her ass, using the soft tissue as a handle as he pounded into her with the full length of his equine cock.

Daniel still held her head, fucking into the soft squeeze of her mouth until Jess's fluttering gaze sunk closed and suddenly the tapered tip of his cock pulled out of her mouth. Strings of saliva strung up between her gaping lips and his tip, bobbing in front of her.

"What did I say?" He asked, sliding one hand to cup under her chin. The soft fuzz of her fur was wet with her own spit leaking out around his cock as he fucked her open maw. Her eyes popped open wide, tipping up to find his disaproving gaze. Once more, he repeated: "What did I tell you?"

Jess's lips pressed together for a moment, swallowing before she croaked: "Don't look away."

"What did you do?" Daniel asked, raising her chin so her eyes stayed steady. Even as he spoke, Jack was pounding into the girl's cunt. He pressed her down into the counter, pistoning himself into her with an unflinching speed. The smacking of his pelvis meeting her bouncy ass echoed out under every word the tiger spoke.

"You looked away." Daniel clicked his tongue once, giving a little shake of his head.

Jess pouted, sticking her tongue back out of her parted lips, but instead of sliding back into her impatient mouth, Daniel just hovered out of the reach of her lips. "Nuh uh uh. I told you. You'd be punished."

One of the hands holding her head slipped off, grabbing onto the base of his cock instead, slowly starting to stroke over his own length just an inch out of reach of the girl's lips. Jess swallowed, eying the glistening length of the feline's cock with her own spit sparkling against the skin.

Daniel just smirked, starting to jerk himself just out of her reach, watching as her lips trembled against each other, wanting and not allowed. Jack, watching the scene, started to chuckle. His thrusting slowed, letting his cock ease back from the girl's sex with only the first few inches pumping idly in and out. "Look like someone doesn't deserve this-"

"N-no!" Jess whined, glancing back over her shoulder Jack with a pleading moan. Daniel instantly smacked his cock to her cheek with an echoing impact. "Hey! What did I say about your attention? It stays here."

Jack grinned, laughing silently. "What a perfect match..." He thought, watching as Daniel froze Jess in place, staring up at him and his cock with wide, pleading eyes. Jack could feel her cunt shuddering around him, clenching and squeezing with a silent beg, but he didn't give in either. He loved watching as desperation drove her into a squirming, writhing mess against the top of the counter.

She pushed her ass back to him, whimpering. "P-please, please fuck me. I'll be better-" Her lips parted, offering up her stretched out tongue again with a whimper still leaking out of her throat.

Daniel chuckled, meeting Jack's eyes across the expanse of her naked form. "What do you think?"

"Worth one more try," Jack snickered, starting to slide himself deeper into the heat of her clenching cunt. Now, he added the thick girth of his thumb against her puckered asshole, starting to stuff her from both sides as they picked up their pace again.

Daniel sunk back into her mouth, grabbing onto her face with both hands as he pistoned into her throat. This time, as tears started to stream from the corners of the girl's eyes, she didn't pull her focus away. Instead, her entire body started to tense, shuddering around the cocks stuffing inside her and fighting against the rising orgasm threatening her self-control.

"Good girl... good.. Don't cum yet, hold on-" Daniel coaxed, watching as she trembled atop the counter, shuddering from her lips to her curling toes. "Just hold onto it, control it. You can cum when I do, not earlier. Earn it... Earn it, little kitten."

***

"Oooh!" Noel's voice warbled out with a breaking cry. Katya, beneath her, was shaking against the carpet, but her moans were overshadowed by the moaning of the panther echoing out above her. They were both riding the edge of orgasm. Noel clutched onto the feline beneath her, still fingering her with slightly sloppier precision while Paul bottomed out in her ass. His hips continued their pistoning speed, pushing through the tight clenching squeeze of her rump while he clutched onto her hips, keeping her steadied in front of his pounding shaft.

With every thrust, his girth stretched her open, threatening to produce a gape. "Fuck... you ass is so tight-" Paul muttered, voice a slur of heavy breathing as he clutched onto the girl. Her tits were slapping into the other feline beneath her, colliding with Katya's smaller chest with every bouncing motion. They clung together, a sandwich of supple, feline fur.

Suddenly, pulling her mistress into a fierce kiss, Katya muffled the rising moan of the panther as her cunt started to spasm madly with the start of her own orgasm. Across from the trio, arriving at the living room couch, a lanky wolf had appeared from the bedroom. He sat, quietly, without interrupting them.

His eyes were trained on their scene, watching the pistoning, fat girth of the rhino stretching into the girl's cunt. He could hear the slap of their bodies colliding and the intensity and power of every thrust in how Noel rocked forward. Katya slid against the carpet back and forth, pushed and pulled by the motions of the panther on top of her.

His cock was already firm between his thighs, but he appeared to be resting, fur already a tangle of prior activity as he watched them, catching their finale.

"Fuck!" Paul gasped, clutching onto Noel's hips. His fingers dug into her thick fur, digging into the skin beneath as Noel clung onto Katya in return. The smaller feline was hovering at the edge of orgasm, slowing behind as the panther's fingers struggled to keep their pace as her entire body shook with her orgasm. Her ass was locked tight, milking every drop the rhino had to offer out of him as he shot thick globs of cum into her ass.

"Oh... fuck..." His breath came in heaving pants, slowing as he started to ease backwards, pulling out of her inch by inch with a leaking stream of cum that pooled in the dip of her puckered asshole.

Then, as Paul started to pull away, the wolf on the couch rose. He appeared, quickly at their side. "Seconds?" He asked, looking between Noel's tired, slack expression and Paul's dull surprise. The panther started to purr, lifting her butt higher in a sort of offering. "Mm, how could I resist such a request?" She met the wolf's stare before glancing to Paul, "But you need to take care of my Katya. I'm not giving her the attention she deserves... Fuck her, fuck a big, thick toy and fuck her until you're ready for another round. Then, stuff her with both yourself in the toy." Katya's cheeks were hot, blushing under her long, silky fur, but she nodded. "Yes, please..."

She rose to her feet, settling onto a chair with her legs spread wide over its arms just above as Noel bent beneath the new stranger, lifting her butt up to him with cum running down the fur of her leg. The wolf spent a moment lubing his cock with the escaping juices of her cunt before he plunged into the mess of her asshole, gaping slightly around him as he thrust into the slick mess of cum filling her, forcing it out around his base.

"Ooh... what a messy, messy little cunt-" He growled, leaning over the other predator. His body contoured over hers, pressing her into the carpet. "You should be careful in such a position as this, cat."

"Mm... someone is not so shy as Paul."

The wolf growled, nipping at the back of the girl's throat. "No on has ever described me as shy."

Noel growled, low in the back of her throat, as she pushed herself back into the wolf's grip. She felt him deeper into the squeezing hug of her ass as cum escaped around his girth. The mess smeared into her fur, adding to the rich smell of sex clouding around them. "Are you all talk and no bite, then, dog?"

The wolf snickered, a little growl rumbling through his laughter. One hand released her hip, sliding up to the smooth small of her back with a spread palm. He pushed her down into the carpet, dropping her front half further down beneath him. "Careful there, pet. You're with a real predator now-"

"So much talking still.... Who let the dogs out, huh?" Noel glanced over her shoulder at him, grinning with a glint of her own, white fangs. The newcomer fought the urge to grin and pushed her into the carpet, this time with the weight of his hips as he raised above her. His cock started to piston in and out of the tight walls of her ass from above, plunging into her driven by his strength and gravity alike. His hands spread over her rump, steadying himself as he found a pounding pace into her.

"Oh, fuck-" Noel gasped, eye quivering inside their lids as she felt him spreading the deep end of her ass. "That's more like it-" She mumbled, half-muffled from her smooshed position into the carpet, though the canine wasn't entirely listening now. His focus locked onto her ass and the hugging tension of her wrapped around his cock.

Opposite the dueling dominants, Katya spread her legs around for Paul. Her cunt glittered with moisture as Paul searched over the couch for one of the toys resting out. He selected a few, studying them. Weighing between his options, he finally selected one: a girthy shaft with a slight bulge at the tip, creating a head to push against the sensitive g-spot. He could feel the slight weight of it as he passed it into his dominant hand, coming up to the girl's spread thighs.

The housecat's long fur was matted down at her thighs, creating a tangle leading up to the thin, velveteen fuzz over his cunt. Paul breathed in as he settled in front of her on the floor, tasting her musk on the air. Katya's cheeks warmed with a blush, feeling his breath tickling her thigh. "Mm, don't tease me too long, please-" She murmured, voice soft and submissive as her body language.

Paul bobbed his head, sliding the tip of the plump toy up to the girl's sex, swirling it through her leaking juices to gather lubricant down the smooth surface of the toy before he pushed the head forward. It eased into her, spreading out the pink of her inner walls out around it. Paul watched, from mere inches away in front of her, as the girth spread out her clenching walls, revealing the hottest, innermost pink of her sex as he sunk the toy in, inch-by-inch.

As one hand manned the toy, Paul let his other roam up the girl's soft thigh. His fingertips slipped through the silky, long fur of her leg easily, leading up to the thin, velvety fuzz of her mound. He found the swollen nub of her clit, slowly prodding one finger onto her with a gently circling rub while the toy fed into her. Leaning into her left leg, Paul angled himself in, letting his lips find the small buzzer of her clit with a testing lick.

He watched as a jolt raced up her spine, tensing against the chair at the impact of his tongue. Her head lilted back into the soft cushion of the chair's back. "Mmm... yes, more of that... please." Her voice was soft, faint in the room filled with sex noises, but Paul heard the warbling of pleasure even in her soft volume. He repeated the motion, leaning his lips over her flesh while the dildo continued a steady stretch of her sex, reaching towards its base.

Behind them, back in the crowded kitchen, Adalinda let out a shaking moan. "Rhyzn! Please, you're tormenting us both!" Her thighs were shaking, quivering with an uncontrollable bounce. She still straddled over the thrusting toy, but the batteries were straining. The engine inside it whirring and whining with the strain of thrusting into the dragoness's clamped cunt.

On the tabletop, Erin was in a similar state... to the motor. Her body was shuddering, weakening with the sustained energy loss of each and every orgasm overtaking her. Her head lolled back, momentarily free of an additional cock. Katar had wandered off with another circulating party member, disappearing into one of the back rooms leaving only the dark dragon buried inside the submissive coyote. Even so, it didn't constitute a break.

His cock was pounding into her with a fierce speed, driving up to her cervix with every thrust. The vibrator had been traded to his hand, letting him direct it onto her clit until he felt the tightest squeeze on his cock. "Mmm, fuck! It's like a fleshlight, adjusting the tightness is so easy, just a little flick of the wrist-" He stepped the vibrator up a notch, instantly feeling her cunt lock down on him.

The coyote was slick and sticky with cum and leaking juices. Her tongue lulled out of her mouth as she panted, head rocked back on the table and bouncing slightly with every thrust. Without so much else happening, her focus locked on the dragon between her legs. She leaned up to watch his cock pistoning into her, disappearing into the pink of her cunt with every thrust.

"You like being used, don't you?" Rhyzn chuckled, watching the blush on her cheeks spread beneath her fur, glowing that faint tinge of pink through her coat. "You look nearly virginal for being such a naughty slut-" The dragon glanced to Adalinda, shuddering atop her struggling toy. "The longer I fuck you, the longer Adalinda has to wait for relief-"

Erin grinned, propping herself up slightly on her elbows as her hips suddenly bucked up, tiredly meeting to the dark dragon's hips. "I know."

Rhyzn's eyes widened, realizing that the girl wasn't so overwhelmed as she seemed. "Oh oh oh, I see.." He chuckled, watching Adalinda's face.

"Fuck." The dragoness cursed, scooting now to give herself better access to the canine on the table. "That just won't do."

Her fingers started to swarm over the coyote's body. Her nails dug into the fur, leaving tracks from her touch as she groped up to the girl's tits. She kneaded into the soft tissue with an firm, rolling squeeze that kept the swollen orbs pressed upwards towards Erin's chin. "That won't do at all, Erin. It's my turn with that cock. Your going to have to squeeze that cunt and milk him dry until he's ready for someone not so stretched out-" Her fingers found one of Erin's swollen nipples, starting to swirl it between her fingertips.

"Clench those walls. Really use those kegels. I'm sure your pussy gets plenty of workouts, so really use those muscles. Squeeze. Squeeze down..." Adalinda leaned into Erin's neck, murmuring right into her ear with a rasping, low voice.

Between her thighs, Rhyzn felt the effects of the dragoness's talking. Erin's cunt locked down tightly, clamped down onto his dick with a fierce tightness. His fingers tightened on her hip, squeezing hard enough to steady her as his pace quickened, pushing through the clenching.

Her walls were massaging over him though, squeezing so tight that he almost felt like he'd pop right there. He'd been going for a long time without orgasming yet, letting it build and fade over and over again. He wasn't sure he could withstand another build without hitting his peak entirely.

"Fuck-" Erin gasped, whimpering as Adalinda grabbed her chin, pulling her into a long, rough kiss. Her tongue lashed forward, spreading the girl's lips open to explore her mouth. The pale scaled dragoness kissed with a dominant press, all the while massaging a throbbing nipple between her fingers. The fucking dildo still sat between Adalinda's thigh, bouncing up into her cunt over and over again as she tried to rush them towards her turn with Rhyzn's cock.

***

"Oh God!" Noel's voice suddenly yelped forward as the wolf behind her thrust into her cunt now, finally letting her really feel the girth of his cock. He thrust right to the hilt in one fluid movement, pulling her hips up to him with each repetition. "That's a good little kitty, go ahead and moan."

Noel tensed, glancing back at his shit-eating grin. Her ass pushed back into his thrusts, deepening the reach of his cock inside of her. "Careful... I might have to put you in your place-"

"Oh?" The canine actually laughed, chuckling breathlessly before the feline was suddenly moving. She slipped forward, pulling from his grasp and rounding back until she was on top, straddling over his hips and pressing his chest down onto the carpet.

"I told you-" Her hands pushed him down, using her entire weight to press him down onto the floor. Once he went still beneath her, she raised her hips, guiding her dribbling cunt over top of him before sinking onto his length. "Now, you're going to lay back and let me get off... Maybe, if you're nice, I'll get you off too." Noel smirked, starting a bouncing ride on his cock. Her tits jostled with every mouth, jostling in the canine's face as she worked over him, easily moving herself.

The canine laid back, letting his head rest on the carpeting as he looked up at the girl. His hands stretched up, grabbing at her ass and spreading her cheeks to deepen his reach as his hips thrust into her, pushing against her claim at dominance.

The two pressed to each other, back and forth. Each one's efforts deepening the thrust. Their voices and growls intermingled as their clashing claims at dominance entertained them. Just across the room, Katya clutched at the arms of her chair, melting in the face of a quiet, shared submission.

Paul's lips hugged around her clit, suckling with a focused earnest while his arm pumped the long, thick toy in and out of the girl's clutching cunt. The muscles down his arm popped, showing with crisp definition as he engaged every one, moving the toy with the entire range of his shoulder. The thick toy pumped in and out of her, pulling with long, full strokes at every repetition. "Oh yes, keep going.. That feels so good. Thank you... don't stop.." Katya mumbled, voice soft and lilting with her faint accent. Her head hung back against the chair with her eyes nearly closed. Behind her, unseen, Katar watched her perky tits heaving with her breaths in between his thrusts into the upturned ass in front of him. A curvy cow bent in front of him, wearing nothing as her tits swung back and forth under her in a perfect contrast to Katya's perky, high breasts.

Her boobs were heavy and full, swaying beneath her with momentum as she bent in front of Katar's hips. He thrust into her with a slapping, echoing collision between their bodies wile the girl braced her hands on the floor. Her moans wafted up from the tile beneath, adding to the noise of the room.

The most noise, arguably, came from the kitchen proper. Jess laid on her back, head tilted off the counter as Jack thrust into her throat. Every stroke brought a bulging outline into her throat while Daniel pistoned into her cunt, rasping at her inner walls with his pulling barbs. The two had traded, only after Jack painted the girl's stomach with cum, adding to the mess gathering on her fur.

The feline didn't seem like she minded. Every sound was a moan, muffled around the thick stretch of the equine cock filling her up. A few more faces had gathered around. A slender German Shepherd hung to one side, slowly starting to grope one of Jess's bouncing tits while a perky Dalmation groped at her ass, pressing close enough that her breasts went flush to the other girl while they hovered, watching the show.

"They are going to break her in half."

"It's so hot."

"I want to see you do that-"

"I want to take them both at once, on in my pussy and one in my ass. Then, I want you on my face."

Daniel grinned, "That can be arranged, just keep watching the show.... and touch yourself for me, hm?" He watched the girls inch back to the other counter, jumping up into a seated position on top, legs spread and crossing over each other. "Yeah, just like that... touch each other... I'll only fuck you if you cum over the other girl's fingers."

The started in earnest, heads tilted into each other kissing as their fingers wandered between their thighs, thrusting with a wild abandon for the first several minutes before they started to find a pace, seeking out the spots that made the other girl's breath catch in her throat.

In between kisses, their gazes turned to watch Jess's throat constrict around Jack's massive cock, plunging into her muzzle without pause, but drawing back until his tip sat on her lips, leaking precum against the escaping saliva stringing between them. He let her breath, nearly catching her breath before plunging back in with a disappearing moan as he thrust down the length of her throat.

Throughout the entire apartment, a chorus of moans was building, echoing from wall to wall. Even the music, streaming around a spattering of speakers with an ignorable, chilled sort of hip hop wouldn't cover or confuse the moans of pleasure rising out from the intermingling group.

Out in the hall of the apartment building, the sounds of the kitchen and living room were clear. Swears, half muffled, cut off by shaking moans of pleasure cut through the walls, leaking into the neighboring rooms and outing their party as more than a dinner gathering.

However, thankfully, no one complained. Instead, a few people started to fidget nervously, curiously. In particular, one girl with the apartment right next door, sharing a wall with their kitchen in her own living room paused the movie streaming on her television.

Her tall ears perked atop her head, swiveling to catch more of the moaning as the girl's furred fingers slid down to her shorts. The canine pressed herself into her couch more, putting her ears closer to the wall as she felt the moisture gathering through her thin panties. "What are they doing in there?" She thought, almost speaking aloud to the empty room.

She could hear the knocking of the table, imaging someone bent over top of it, accepting an unrelenting line of cocks. She pictured it as herself though, ass up and face flush to the table. Her legs spread wide, cunt gaping slightly as it drooled with cum and juices alike with a line of males behind her. They each waited, fucking her with their own eager pace as they arrived.

Some rocked hard, producing those pounding, rocking sounds she heard now against the wall of her living room as her fingers started to rub over the nub of her clit beneath the fabric of her panties. But others, when they arrived behind her ass, would spent more time, spreading her cunt open wide as they inspected the pink cunt they were borrowing, using for their round before some unseen master collected her back.

Her eyes had closed, movie forgotten as she let the sounds leeching from her neighbors apartment fuel the recurring fantasy. Her digit continued its muffled touch, rubbing over her clit through her little panties, hand fidgeting under her stretched out shorts. Her tits, full and heavy on her chest, started to swell with her growing arousal while they heaved with her increasing breath.

"Mmm.. my turn in that cunt... fuck.. still so tight..." She imagined clamping on another cock without looking up from the table, not even sure now who's dick was plunged inside of her. Did it matter? If she was getting fucked, did it matter? Someone wanted to fuck her, someone wanted to watch her get fucked. She loved the sensation of unrelenting cocks using her, not pushing her to finish, not really focused on her, but using the hot tunnel of her cunt for themselves.

The moans in the other apartment came clearer now without her own noise covering it. She could hear faint "fucks" drifting through as the wet, lewd slurps of someone's mouth filled her ears. "Oh fuck..." She panted herself, the retriever finding her room suddenly too hot even for her little shorts and crop top. The loose t-shirt rode up as she kicked her shorts off, revealing a fluffy belly as her fingers pressed into her cunt through her panties. The white fabric was flush to her cunt, soaking up the leaking mess of juices from her. With every second, the fabric grew more and more saturated, showing a growing dot of her arousal like a tracker.

"God... I wonder what its like over there..." She thought, letting her eyes flutter open even though it shattered her fantasy. Her juices were sticky between her legs, soaking into those panties as she looked at her own apartment door, considering. "If it's a sex party.... does it matter who's there, is every person picked?" She strained, listening to the fleeting pieces of the porno next door.

"No, that's crazy.. I can't just go knock of their door and ask if someone wants to fuck.. that's just.. that's..." Her voice trailed off, along with the thought. She couldn't help but think of it, imagine her longest fantasy suddenly possible. The mere possibility of it made her cunt pulse between her legs, leaking into her panties with abandon.

"This is crazy..." She thought, saying it aloud to herself, but she rose from the couch and plucked up her shorts to slide them back on. "I'll just... I'll just walk past-"

The canine stood, tiptoeing her way towards her own front door as if the people on the other side of the wall would hear her in her own apartment and know her intentions. She pulled her shorts back on, smoothing and straightening them to try and hide her earlier activity, though the scent of her own musky sex hung around her already staining the air and clinging to her fingertips.

She twisted the knob, feeling her heart pounding in her chest. Her blood rushed through her ear, roaring while her face burned pink at the mere thought of following through with this, but with each step towards the other door down the hallway, her cunt was clamping and squeezing. She could feel her juices building between her legs and gathering in the soaked fabric of her panties.

"Okay... here goes.... something," She whispered, giving a timid knock of the door. Her heard pounded, waiting for a reply. She pictured a sex god level model on the other side of the door who'd look her over and just shake his head: no.

Her heart pounded, waiting still. She pictured a chisel set of abs contorting as they laughed at her, thinking she'd be welcomed into this scene.

Her heart pounded, and no one came to the door. In fact, no one heard her timid knock over the noise of the party proper.

"I guess, that's a no... or, maybe they just didn't hear. It's loud..." She hesitated a moment, letting a few seconds tick past in case she wanted to change her mind, but then instead, she repeated the knock. It was easier this time, a bit bolder and rang louder into the apartment.

This time, she heard footsteps come towards the door, rustling. Her heart beat picked up, roaring through her ears until the door swung open. Her eyes, straight forward, looked right into a pair of tight pecs covered in dark, black scales. Her eyes tipped up until she met the dragon's face, a slow smile on his face.

"Hey-" His voice was rough, worn out?

The canine stared at him, realizing he held a towel wrapped around his waist. "I-" Words didn't come out of her mouth.

"Were we loud?" Rhyzn offered, looking apologetic. The canine jerked her head up, meeting his eyes this time. His gaze was balanced with his brows slightly knitted towards each other, worried.

However, as the dragon met her eyes, and saw the diluted wide state of the canine. His nose twitched in the air. He smelled the sex clinging to this nervous neighbor. "This isn't a complaint..." he thought to himself, a smile slowly spread across his previous stiff lips. "This is curiosity."

"I'm really sorry, if we were too loud-" He repeated, but this time he stepped a bit closer into the frame of the door. His presence of his body radiated heat into th space between them. The canine, suddenly, placed his voice. The muffled, gruff commander she heard through the wall.

"Would it be too much trouble... if you wanted to come inside and maybe... tell us if we make too much noise?" Rhyzn asked, voice even as he said it, but he waited until the canine realized was he was asking. Her eyes went wide, revealing swirling pale blues. "Oh.. God... I'm sorry-" She stepped back, but the hand not holding his towel reached out, gently grabbing her wrist. "Stay." He intoned, stepping back into the door slightly. "Come in. Stay."

The canine felt her heart pounding in her ears, roaring with the rush of her blood. But, she leaned forward and stepped into the threshold.

"I'm Rhyzn, by the way-" The dragon said, releasing her wrist slightly and sliding his hand up towards her shoulder instead while he stepped closer, crowding her against the door frame. "Tell me your name, pretty girl."

She flushed, going hot under her fur. "I-I'm Malia, Mal, sometimes."

"Malia..." Rhyzn tasted her name, rolling it over in his mouth, he kept himself close to her, bending in low. "Tell me Malia... now that we're not strangers, so to speak, can I fuck you?"

Malia's eyes went wide, shocked at the forwardness, but her cunt clamped down. Wetness oozed from her cunt, adding to the mess in her panties. For a second, she stammered nothingness, but then her mind flashed with her previous fantasy and instead she looked up, meeting his dark eyes: "Yes."

"Thank God," Rhyzn chuckled. "That'd have been awkward otherwise-" He gently squeezed her shoulder, pulling her into the room so he could shut the door once again. Only then did Malia really look around the room, noticing the scenes still playing out, though slightly slowed by the intrusion. A wolf hunched over a panther on the living room floor, pinning her wrists down on either side of her head as he pushed his cock up to her cervix. Malia could also see how deep it was by the melting expression on the other girl's face.

In the kitchen, a girl was draped across the kitchen table, a dragoness hovering over her face. They were both streaked with drying cum. The kitchen counter was a cluster of bodies, almost indistinguishable from one another.

Malia felt the heat in her face rising, a new panic rushing through her. What had she gotten herself into?

"Here, come this way-" Rhyzn gently nudged her forward before letting her go and leading the way back into the bedroom, which was empty though the sheets were mused atop the bed. "It's a bit wild..." He turned back to her, voice soft, but his eyes were locked right on hers. "Tell me, Malia. Did you hear us and get horny just from listening?"

Her cheeks heated, glowing red against her fur. "Y-yes.. I couldn't help but hear it. We share a wall-"

"Mhm, I figured..." He stepped closer. The smell of sex washed off of him, a tangle of bodies mixing with his own rich musk. He stood taller than her, looking down onto her short stature, by comparison. "Did you touch yourself, Malia? Listening to us?" She almost felt his breath on her as he leaned in, suddenly so close. Only now did she realize he'd dropped the towel. The stiff length of his cock, growing hard, nudged to her thigh as he spoke just above her ear. "Tell me, Malia. Did you close your eyes and picture yourself here while rubbing your cunt? How wet are you now? Soaking into those little shorts? Are they sticking to you? Glueing down with your own juices?"

Malia was almost quivering, tilting her head back to see the dragon over her. "I-I... I could hear you, I couldn't help but listen-" Rhyzn pressed closer, backing her up until her ass bumped into the wall behind her. Her breathing quickened, catching in her throat.

"Tell me..." He murmured again, voice low, but strong even in it's hushed volume. His fingers slowly met to her side, sliding up her fur, smoothly finding their way beneath her loose shirt. He leaned in over her shoulder, seeking out the soft tissue of her flickering, triangular ears. "Tell me how you touched yourself, thinking of me over here... "

His fingertips skimmed up her stomach, this near stranger groped up her stomach with a confidence of a long-time lover. Like he knew her, no... Malia felt her cunt pulse. Like he owned her. He knew she wouldn't stop him. He knew she didn't want him to stop. He knew she wanted him. Her cheeks only grew hotter, burning. She felt every beat of her heart. "I.. I just listened, just a little."

"Oh? Is that all?" His fingers started down, skimming over her stomach, drawing tracks in her fur until he reached the band of her shorts. "So if I reached down, I wouldn't find your panties soaked to their dripping point? Surely, if you only listened a little you wouldn't be too wet, hm?" His fingers ran only the waist band of her shorts, barely beneath them, but enough to put a tremble into her knees. She pushed back into the wall more, but there was no escaping his heat, his presence in front of her. Instead, he just pressed closer, letting the bare stiff length of his cock rub into her thigh.

"Now, don't lie to me, Malia." His fingers sunk a bit lower, skimming over her thin panties, for a moment, before he returned out of her shorts, sliding over their top instead to cup her cunt through the fabric. He grabbed over the shape of her sex, cupping right against her vulva. "Oh!"

"Malia..." His fingers curled, rubbing into the growing moisture soaking right through into her shorts. "I can feel your wet cunt right now, through these little shorts even..." He tipped his head, finding her eyes. "Were you lying to me? About just listening a litte?"

"I-I, I listened. I listened a little and, and touched myself. I don't know how long. I just closed my eyes..."

Rhyzn grinned, showing a glimpse of his sharp, powerful fangs. "And what did you imagine, Malia? When you closed your eyes and started rubbing your pussy-" His fingers started to rub over her clit through her shorts, muffling the intensity of his touch, but she still squirmed back into the wall. "what were you picturing on the back of those eyelids?"

Malia's face was so hot, she felt the blush flooding down her chest. She almost felt faint with the heat of herself, but her entire body was quivering with the arousal. Her cunt pulsed with every beat of her heart. "I, I was picturing being fucked... Bent over..." Her eyes slid partially shut, giving herself a little bit of space to try and speak the most embarrassing, challenging words she'd ever put out into the world. "I was picturing being fucked, bent over, shared... Like a line waiting to fuck me, without pause... N-not mean, not too rough... but endless..." Her voice ran out of momentum, petering out, but Rhyzn had enough to work from.

He almost couldn't help grinning. What a pleasant little surprise for his homecoming. His fingers rubbed up the girl's sex another moment before sliding into her shorts, peeling the panties away from as her juices tried to glue them back down to her skin. His fingers slid down the wet slit of her sex, curling up to her, carefully exploring this new playmate.

"Malia, that is... much naughtier than I was picturing you.." He chuckled, a soft wash of air in her ear that seemed to wash away the tension building in her chest. "I think I can arrange that... for you." His hips ground forward into her thigh, really driving his cock up against her now, fitting it between her thighs up against her buffered cunt. "But first, I need to have the first run... I want to break you in, you're my visitor, right?"

Malia couldn't believe what she was hearing. Her fantasy. Her little dirty daydream that wound in her head when she played with herself, it could happen? She leaned her head up towards him, opening her neck to his exploring lips roaming down from her ear. "I-I'd be okay with that-"

"Oh?" He laughed again. "Okay with that? That's not quite good enough for me-"

"I want it. I want it..." She repeated, each time with more energy. Her eyes found his, wide. Her breath was already catching, heavier with every stroke of his fingers over her wet slit. He was sliding a finger into her now, starting to fuck her in earnest with the single digit. She clenched down with every thrust, squirming into his body with adorable, muffled whines. "Fuck me, Rhyzn. Pin me to the bed and fuck me... then let your friends join in... whoever you want, however long. I won't go home until you tell me everyone is through with my cunt."

Her breathing hitched, huffing out of her lips as Rhyzn grinned, adding a second finger into her. "Mm... that's better, but I want to make sure you're ready for that... How about a little warm up orgasm, hm?" His fingers started up faster, focused now. She gasped out a moan, lips bursting apart from one another as he started to work her towards a finish. Her head rocked back, lost in the sudden wave of pleasure.

"That's good.. Squeeze that pussy on my fingers. I can feel you, fuck you're a tight one. That's good. I want you to ride it right to the top. I want this to be a good, strong finish... I want to feel you paint my fingers-" His lips worked up her neck, nibbling through the soft fur down to the flushed, tender skin beneath. She trembled under his touch, knees nearly buckling as her orgasm grew closer and closer.

"Fuck! God!" Her voice yelped with sudden volume, gasping as his fingers curled up into her g-spot, adjusting his pattern so that each thrust of his hand drew his touch over the sensitive spot.

"So sensitive.. no wonder you love a doggystyle fuck.. That's your spot, huh girl? Right there?" He grinned into her neck, supporting her shaking body and fingering her to finish, urgently with a rising excitement for this surprise addition. He almost chuckled watching her shudder with the power of her orgasm, whimpering into his arm as she pushed between him and the wall for support as her knees shook.

"Someone needed that-" he thought, watching her shake through the peak of it before he grabbed her waist.

Easily, he lifted her to the bed, pressing her onto her knees at its edge, pulling at the edges of her panties as her orgasm still coursed through her, quivering her legs. "Off with these, I want to feel that cunt around my cock-" Her fingers grabbed at the sheets, sliding into a natural doggystyle position, feet sticking off the bed and her ass hovering right at the edge, raised to Rhyzn's pelvis.

With an echoing sound, Rhyzn smacked onto her upturned ass, grabbing the stinging warm flesh after his hand landed. "Mm- This ass!" His fingers grabbed onto the soft meet as her panties flopped from her toes onto the ground, forgotten. He pushed her rump apart, exposing the hot pink of her folds and the tight pucker of her ass. Her entire slit glistened with her own cum oozing forth.

Rhyzn tightened his hold on the girl's soft rump before he sunk forward, plunging the tip of his cock into her exposed sex. Inch by inch, his girth disappeared into the pink folds of her, swallowed up by her clenching walls. "Fuck.. you're tight-" He muttered, voice gruff as his hips pressed forward.

Malia's form shuddered against the top of the bed. Her fingers curled into the loose sheets to help her cling to the top of the mattress as the dark dragon pulled her waist back to him, keeping her steady at the end of the bed.

His cock sunk deeper into her, spreading out her clenching walls with every new inch plunging into her. His pace stayed slow for this first introduction, letting her feel his full length step by step until his pelvis rocked into her ass, bottoming out inside of her. Then, with his cock buried inside her, he ground forward. His tip throbbed cervix-deep inside of her before he started easing back. Her walls relaxed, without something to grab, inch by inch just as they'd clamped down on his entry. She felt every small change as he drew back to the tip, pulling fully out so that he sat against the opening of her cunt.

Malia's voice came out in a whine, whimpering up with impatience. Rhyzn grinned, watching for a moment, as her tunnel clenched down on nothing, impatiently squirming under him. Her need was obvious from the little wiggling of her ass, trying to entice him and her scent hanging thick in the air. The canine was completely bent in front of him, offering her rump in the air with whining impatience. "Oh... you are just too perfect-" He growled, gripping her asscheeks and keeping them pulled apart as he started his second stroke.

Once again, inch by inch she felt his pushing her walls apart and spreading her out around him. But this time, he didn't linger at her deepest depth, but withdrew. Finding a pace, he started properly fucking her, pumping his length, slick with intermingling juices from Erin and Adalinda alike, in and out of her clamping walls.

Malia let her eyes sink shut. She barely glanced around the strange new bedroom, just pushed her ass back into the pumping thrusts and listened to the wet smack of her cunt taking him to the hilt with every thrust. She could smell his musk, clouding in the air with her own tangy need. Her mouth hung open, loosely, letting out each of her panting breaths as she lost herself in the rhythm. Rhyzn's fingers gripped her ass with a firm strength, manipulating her over his cock.

"You like it don't you? You love being just a toy for me to manipulate... to manhandle-" Even as he spoke, his fingers were kneading into her ass. He pulled her asscheeks like handles, rocking her faster onto his cock before pressing her back down into the bed and spreading them to show her slit swallowing up his cock with each and every thrust. "I bet you've been imagining this every night with a toy... Let me guess, maybe even a fuck machine, something that just pummels this cunt. It's a wonder you're as tight as you are-" He cursed, voice dimming in volume as she clenched onto his cock like a vice, forcing him to increase the power behind every thrust to push himself through the gripping of her own pelvic muscles.

Malia's cheeks were burning with his words, but the dragon could see her ears swiveled atop her head, angled towards him to pick up every word. Against her back, tucked up out of the way, her tail wiggled uncontrollably, smacking into her lower back like a swishing dance.

"You can't even hide how much you like it.. I can feel your cunt- ah, just like that. I can feel you squeezing every time I say it. Who knew I had such a dirty, little neighbor. I would have brought you over for game night every time... Winner goes first for a fuck.. Or maybe, that's too much fanfare. Maybe we'll just tie you over the counter by the fridge. Get a drink refill and a fuck at your will."

"You'd be bent over, ass offered up and waiting. You'd hear us there, right in the other room, but when would someone come and use you? Would it be minutes in between? Would you have to wait an hour before someone decide to plunge into that pussy, using you like a gloryhole, just a cum dump in between turns-"

His hands clutched onto her hips, keeping her steady even as the canine started to shudder, squirming under him. Her clenching was almost forcing his cock out as she trembled around him. He had to drop one hand to her lower back, flattening her into the bed to keep the angle that plunged deep to her cervix with every thrust. "Down, girl. You're meant to stay in one place... Down and get fucked. Cum around my cock, milk me dry so I can get the next guy in line. I'm sure they are itching for their turn at this ride."

The canine's thighs were streaked with her own leaking juices now. Drawing back, Rhyzn's cock was painted with a creamy, white cum that ran out over her slit, gathering in the fur of her thighs and ass as she rode through her second orgasm of the night. Her voice was mostly muffled into the bed, still a quiet sort of moaning that was half lost in her rushing exhaled breaths.

"Moan for me, Malia. Moan. Advertise for yourself. How will we get a line here to fuck you if you're not telling people you're here? Let it out. Moan through it. Let it build and roll through you-" His pace didn't slow, if anything, quickening when her muscles let him. Rhyzn's hips were straining, actually working to fuck the tight hole in front of him. He had to hold her tighter with every thrust, but she seemed to relish the tight hold on her soft sides or upturned ass.

The smacking, clapping echo of his hips kissing to her ass started to ring through the room as he found a quick pace, bottoming out in her with every repetition of it. Rhyzn could, all too quickly, feel his own orgasm threatening to bubble up, but he didn't want to be done with this new plaything. Instead, he drew back, dropping a spanking atop her rump as he exited.

"Malia, stay right there... Keep that ass up, I'm going to go invite some friends to share you with-"

She heard his footsteps, but the canine barely opened her eyes. She didn't move from her spot, keeping her legs spread and her ass up at the edge of her unknown neighbor's bed. She could feel her own juices running down the line of her slit, dribbling onto his sheets and her thighs where it clung to the fur. Her breathing started to slow, slightly; but the thought of his friends was working over her, riling her up even as she tried to catch her breath.

How many other guys were at the party? Did she know them? Would they recognize her spread cunt from work? From the local coffee shop? With her eyes opened, she could see the wall of the room where a dresser and a mirror sat. In her reflection, she saw her curvaceous form with her breasts squished down into the bed while her ass lifted up and cut out of the frame of the mirror. She saw nothing but herself, leaving the end of the bed unclear. She'd only see the new owners of her next cock if she looked backwards, acknowledging her curiosity.

She started to hear more footsteps, overlapping foot falls in the hallway. How many was that? Three people? Four? Malia's ears swiveled and turned, but she couldn't tell.

"Oh fuck..." A voice said, rounding into the room and finding the spread cunt of this newcomer patiently waiting, offered up on the platter of the bed.

"That's hot..."

"Damn-" Their voices were all similar, strangers to Malia, she couldn't differentiate between Jack's faint, boy-ish uptick or Katar's faded Chicago accent. "Malia..." Rhyzn drawled, coming up beside her. His hand roamed over ass easily, gripping into the soft tissue with a familiarity rapidly achieved between the strangers. His fingers pushed against her cunt, sliding idly into her. "I want to share you with my friends, okay?"

"Mhm.." Malia whimpered, face and chest hot with the embarrassment of what she was doing.

"Mm, not enough, Malia. Tell me what you want, remember?" Rhyzn smirked, watching how her ass quivered even just around his two fingers. She was so horny, riled up with the mere thought of the gang bang before her.

"I want it. I want to get fucked, endlessly, by anyone.. by a line. I don't care who it is, I don't really... I don't need to know. I just want to get fucked-"

A soft chorus of muted curses came from the building crowd at the entry to the bedroom. The surprise and excitement only made Malia's face burn hotter. "I l-like being grabbed.. and manhandled, but not moved. I want to be... stationary, fucked like a toy or something-" Rhyzn pumped his fingers into her her faster, coating them in her thicker fem-cum before he stepped away and smeared them clean onto her rump. "Very good, Malia... Very good, keep that ass up-"

Katar claimed her first, eagerly stepping up to her spread ass and grabbing right onto the indent of her waist, using the handle at the top of her hips to pull her back onto the entire length of his cock in a smooth stroke. Malia whimpered as his pelvis knocked up to her ass, grinding at his deepest point. Then, without fanfare, the komodo dragon started a quick, deep pounding.

His hips didn't draw back each time, just pistoning within the squeezing walls of her cunt with a rocking motion of his hips. His body, partially leaning over her, was hot and heavy against her ass. She could feel the different between his hands and Rhyzn's. Rhyzn's digits had been wide across a large palm, easily grabbing across the expanse of her ass while Katar grabbed at her love handles with a pointed strength, pulling on the skin more with a rough tinge that added to the heat flooding the girl's system.

"Unf... fuck... you're so tight still, Rhyzn did you not fuck this already?"

"Oh, I did.. Careful with that-"

As Katar spoke, Malia clamped down with a whimpering rush of pleasure. "Oh damn!" He gasped, thrusting with a hard smacking collision of their bodies. "Oh fuck, this is like a vice grip... God, it's like a toy with a factory defect. I didn't know a cunt could be so tight-" Malia's voice was a strained whine, nearly at another orgasm as she whined, but she was riding the edge, not quite tipping over it.

"You know, that's right, a toy should have a vibration feature!" Rhyn's voice moved around the room as he spoke, the soft thunk of him searching for something before he appeared at Malia's side.

"Malia-" He tapped at her side, lifting her stomach as he situated a firm pillow beneath her, one fitted with a rubber vibrator head jutting out of the peak of it's ramp shape. "We're going to add a new feature-" He caught her glossy stare with a small wink, flicking on the vibrator with a sudden roar of its power. It buzzed to life on her clit, sending her soaring over that hump towards orgasm. With Katar's cock pistoning inside her, smacking into her upturned butt with every thrust and bouncing her forward and the roar of the toy between her thighs, she couldn't withstand it another second. Her voice arced out with a squealing moan. "Oh yes, moan it out. Maybe another neighbor will hear us now-" Rhyzn snickered.

One by one, each of the lined up males had their turn, fucking the canine's lifted rump with an eager abandon and little focus on cumming. Instead, the cycled through until fatigue slowed their motions, then they tapped to the next in line. Katar last nearly four minutes at his rapid, pistoning pace before he eased back, jacking himself with his hand as Jack approached the girl.

His hands grabbed onto her rump, pulling her up slightly on her ramp until her voice arched up with a squealing moan and the toy sat flat against her swelling clitoris. "That's better-" He murmured, voice soft. "I prefer a buzzing toy wrapped around me-" Then, she felt the broad head of his cock, the sheer size of it obvious with the first thrust forward. He started to spread her out around him as her thighs started to shake against the bed with the rumbling vibrations of the toy.

Her quivering didn't stop as Jack eased back, leaving a momentary gape in her pink cunt as Daniel followed suit, cock slick with other juices already as she plunged into the girl, fucking her with one leg propped up onto the bed's edge.

One by one, the guys circled through. Malia's cheek laid against the bed, elbows sometimes pushing her back into place, but mostly the guys kept yanking her back into place on her ramp. Squeezing, groping hands were never far from her ass or hips as they ran through their initial taste of her clenching, tight cunt. She had stopped feeling district, individual orgasms. Instead, her pleasure was rising and falling in wild waves, sometimes peaking and other times edging and plunging her back towards another build.

Malia didn't know how long it'd been since she'd left her couch. Time didn't seem trackable with her chest pushed down against the bed and her ass up, squeezed between another pair of clenching palms. "Fuck.. that's tight... are you going to cum around me? I want to feel you cum around my cock, come on little toy-"

"It's like you just appeared at my doorstep with a big boy and no receipt. I don't know why I got this lovely gift, but fuck... I'm not going to let such a toy go to waste. I've got to share it with everyone-"

At some point, Adalinda appeared in the door's frame, leather wrapped up around her waist as she wiggled a long, firm dildo strapped to her front. Buried inside of her cunt, the toy had another side, translating some of the motion of thrusts back to her own clenching sex. She approached Malia without speaking, not want to reveal this new twist. Instead, she grabbed on with a scraping glide of her nails.

Her touch tracked down the canine's smooth back before grabbing her ass, groping into the pulsing red spots that everyone else grabbed too. Then, she brought the tip of the fake cock up to the other girl and thrust forward, fluidly and smoothly pushing the tip right to Malia's g-spot for the first of many repetitions with the same form.

"I-Oh!" Malia gasped, shuddering on the bed. She could feel the difference, slightly. But with the broad vibrations of the toy beneath her stomach, all the sensations of her pelvis were blending together into an overwhelming cocktail. Adalinda fucked the girl with a rough vigor, tits bouncing atop her chest with every thrust. Her own moans only started as Malia started a squealing cry, clutching at the sheets. Her walls were painting the toy with a creamy white, yet again.

Now, most of the party had appeared in the bedroom. The line to repeat a round with Malia was a grouping. Two girls sat on the opposite side of the room, leaned against the wall enjoying the live show with toys and fingers alike pummeling into their spread cunts. The scent of sex was as thick as ash after a forest fire. The musk was palpable in the air. Katar warmed his cock between his turns in Daniel's mouth, gripping the tiger's soft ears between his fingers as he pumped into the cat's mouth, grinding over his textured tongue.

Malia could hear them. She could hear the wet, slick sounds of the fingers pumping into Erin's snatch as her breathing huffed and hiccuped with a rising breathlessness. She could hear the smack of Jack's hand hitting to his own base, rocking into his pelvis. She could hear Adalinda's muffled murmuring in Rhyzn's ear and his own growling breaths in response. She couldn't pinpoint how many people gathered at her ass, watching her, using her. She could have looked over her shoulder, could have confirmed it with a quick count. But she didn't. She liked the mystery, the panicky heat and speed in every breath. She loved being bent down into the bed, seeing only her own flushed, overwhelmed face and bouncing breasts against the sheets if she looked to the mirror across from her.

From Rhyzn's perspective, Malia was the perfect finale. The party had fully focused in on this new addition. Everyone wanted to finish inside this horny neighbor. Their murmuring was a tangled mixture of plans for her.

"I'm going to fuck that girl until she nearly passes out from exhaustion," Adalinda whispered in his ear, rasping. "Then I want you to paint her insides so that she drips in the hallway going home, too stretched out to hold it inside of her. I want her to walk bow legged back here tomorrow morning and beg to do it again."

"I'm going to stuff that girl-"

"Fuck, that's so hot..."

"What a dream come true,"

"You can be next-"

"No... I couldn't take so much fucking in one go.. It's endless."

And it was. Malia didn't rest between every round. Each time someone eased back, pulling out from her cunt with an oozing string of juices leaking out onto her thighs and the sheets, another stranger appeared. The pauses between moments where a dick stretched her out around it were short, brief. Hands slipped of her waist and then a new pair grabbed her ass, spreading her out to watch the oozing mess from the last user sliding down her slit before they plunged into her cunt with a grunt or a curse.

Then, once again, she'd find herself clinging to the sheet, tensing her abdomen and thighs to keep herself steady over top of the aid of the little ramp. All the while, even in the moments without a cock plunging towards her cervix, the toy continued to hum between her thighs. Sometimes, she squirmed her clit to the side of it, but Rhyzn would appeared, plunging into her cunt with a growl before yanking her ass back into place and pushing her down onto the toy. "Don't you squirm off. We need to keep your dripping.. I don't want to waste time lubing up my toy, you're supposed to be ready use, little pup."

Katar was the first to finish. He pounded into her, grabbing the natural dip of her waist and clapping his pelvis into her ass with an echoing, smacking pace that left her rump stinging red from the sheer speed and power of it. When he came, he pulled back, letting each jolt of his cock send cum streaking over her back, painting over the loose, golden hued fur. She moaned through his orgasm, so hot beneath her fur that her skin was pulsing with her blush.

Daniel followed, giving her a taste of the flared barbs of a cumming feline. His thrusts were shallow, working in and out of her and scraping against her g-spot with the barbs of his shaft. "Cum for me." He growled, holding her ass with the pricking tips of his nails. "Cum around me. Squeeze down on those barbs. I want to feel locked inside that tight, little cunt, Malia..." His voice was tinged with his rumbling purr while his fucked her. The barbs pulled at her with every thrust, but she was far too horny to feel any pain.

Malia's eyes were foggy with it. She couldn't smell anything with the musk in the room and her own sex as her juices pooled at her knees. She couldn't hear anything but the smacking of hips meeting her ass, the wet squelch of her own cunt swallowing up his dick, and the soft chorus of the rest of the room supporting her ultimate fuck. She couldn't see anything, eyes shut as she focused on clinging to the bed. Opening them would only reveal her own matted fur from pressing herself into the sheets and the desperate lust in her distant eyes.

"Ooh! That's it!" Daniel gasped, suddenly plunging deeper into the girl with a hissing moan. His orgasm was hot, spurting out inside of her with a sudden splash of heat. He rocked his hips as he came, grinding his barbs along her walls before he finished, easing back out of her with a soft, almost affectionate pat against her butt.

"I hope you're ready to leak-" Jack murmured, wasting no time as he sunk into her right up to the hilt. She strained out around him, but her spasming walls adjusted. Jack's thrust were long, pulling back to the tip with each and every one as she mewled out into the air with abandon. Malia was barely aware now when she was moaning. The noise in the bedroom seemed to swallow up her own moaning, lost in the hum of everyone closing the night together.

Jack worked her over, taking his time with his final round, but when he finally came, he emptied half into her before finishing against her ass, letting the thick creamy goo pool in the puckered star of her asshole before dripping down over her, adding to the mess on her ass and thighs.

Paul added to the mess on her back before trailing out of the door with the sweet-faced Katya towards his clothes and car. One by one, people started to depart. They ignored Malia's ass up on the bed, ignored the new person fucking her as they bid Rhyzn a warm welcome once more.

As the room emptied, Malia's energy went with it. The night had been long for her. Her walls were pulsing, throbbing with use. Her entire body felt limp, relying heavily on the ramp beneath her now as the rumbling of the vibrator forced her swollen clit to continue triggering her.

Finally, Rhyzn sidled up behind her with his hands rubbing over her ass. "Ready for one more use before your batteries die, pet?" He murmured, voice almost tender. His thrusts, however, we not. Rhyzn fucked her with a ragged roughness meant to finish out this girl's fantasy right, but also to milk out his final orgasm of the long night. He held onto her ass, spreading her cheeks and pushing her down onto the roaring vibrator without mercy as his cock plunged into the depths of her, scraping down her walls with every repetition.

"Cum for me. Cum around me. One more time, Malia. I want you to milk me dry. Squeeze...." She was already riding the edge, whimpering as he bucked into her hard, shortening his strokes as he hit his limit.

They came nearly together, Malia's orgasm last in the indecipherable waves of her evening while Rhyzn finished hard and fast, adding another load to her leaking cunt before he eased back, rapidly softening.

"Oh fuck..." He mumbled, rubbing over her rump before grabbing her hips and easing her off the little ramp and onto the bed.

"How was that?" He asked finally, panting into the air. In the distance, he heard Adalinda rummaging for ice in the fridge, fetching water.

Malia didn't reply for a long while, panting. Her face was slack with tiredness and her cunt was dribbling onto the bed with the second. "Perfect... so perfect. I-I... thank you."

Rhyzn just laughed, voice loose and light. "No, thank you. That was... the perfect homecoming for me."

Adalinda appeared at the door, holding up sweating glasses of cold water. "I think you mean home-cumming."