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Presila was looking forward to her night. She had her new clothes on that perfectly fit over her. It was so hard to get a good tail covering that wasn't too tight or didn't reveal too much. That didn't mean she didn't like to show off a bit of skin. What dragon doesn't? But some other furs had a different opinion around that, so she had to balance modesty with fashion, something any female or herm knows all too well.

That of course wasn't the only new thing. She had a new date! Mid twenties and single: a dangerous age. Why? Well that's when you start getting those questions from parents. 'So when are you thinking about settling down', 'when are the little hatchlings coming', 'I hope you don't mind us visiting too often'. Shuddering at the thought, Presila muttered to herself to quench those thoughts, trying to distract away, well away, from any obligations. Tonight was her night. Looking down at her watch she could see there were 15 minutes left before the agreed time, plenty of time.

Stepping off the bus she adjusted her clothes, looking up at the dusk sky. The remaining light casting a pink hue over the city, illuminating the various shops and restaurants scattered amongst her. Sighing, she could feel butterflies in her stomach. The date was setup by some of her friends, they insisted her date was nice, someone she could get along with, similar interests, kinda cute. You know standard stuff. They also said the same thing with the last time they tried to set her up. The date that night was a bit of a nightmare. Shy, lacking in confidence, more interesting in talking about the food they were eating rather than say, more interesting topics like fun hobbies or life stories. No. Thank you. She was nice but ... closer to someone you would small talk with at a party.

Walking down the street Presila noticed she had a few more minutes left until the booking time. Cars rolled lazily down the street and as she looked around she could see a few couples dotted around the place. A nice fox couple strolled by, their reddish tones matching each other as they held each other's hands. An older couple of equines, looking like they had come back from a shopping trip, were talking back with the husband stuck with holding the bags, zoning in and out as his wife chatted away to him. A shift in clientele was slowly happening as time dragged on, with the family crowd moving out and the young moving in.

Presila walked into the chosen restaurant simple called The Big Skewer. She'd suggested it. There was a nice mix of barbeque meats along with breads, salads, desserts and condiments; the usual. Checking her watch she was exactly on time. Punctuality was always a good trait to have in her books. Checking in with the restaurant staff was quick and the waiter led her over to her table where her date was already sitting there.

Sliding out her seat, Presila plonked herself down facing a gold coloured dragon such as herself. "You must be Saara?"

The already seated gold held out her hand like a royal, the universal gesture of a formal greeting. "Saara, pleased to meet you." She had an air of expectation around her, as if the establishment they were in was her personal kitchen.

Snorting, Presila took her hand and gave it a light shake. "Presila. " Then her face broke into a grin. "I'm sorry my Queen but I think this place won't be serving caviar." She let go of the hand hoping for a reaction.

Saara met her grin for grin, enjoying the fact that Presila was joining in on her silly joke. "No matter, I'm sure the servants will fetch something else for me. I'm sure your meal of bread and water will suffice for tonight." She raised her brow in mock arrogance.

"Only if the bread is stale m'lady. I wouldn't want to be wasting the good stuff on me." Rolling her eyes at the charade, Presila smiled at the fellow gold. "It's good to see someone can have a bit of fun. You don't really like caviar do you?"

Saara wrinkled her face. "Oh no, I'm not a big fishy person. Give me a nice steak any day." She adjusted herself in her seat, straightening out her back. "Steak or any whitemeat really."

Presila had a stir of excitement, realising that she fluked a great choice of venue. "This place has a great meat selection. They even sell ostrich! Plus it's not too loud." She poured herself some water and did the same for Saara, then looked down at the menu.

"Yeah I did notice that when I came in. I've been on a couple dates where they decided to turn up the volume a bit too much and it's a bit hard to have a good conversation." Picking up her own menu, Presila looked over the options. "It does look pretty good." She said nodding her head.

"Thanks. I wasn't sure if I should whip out the good choices. It sucks when you pick a nice place only for the date to be bleh."

Saara leaned back glancing at her menu but also at Presila. She had some confidence about her. And that she could admire, none of these dates who were too busy worrying about if they would offend her or if the food had the right taste. Obviously the food matters, but you can always go elsewhere.

"You know Dia was right. You are a bit of fun." Saara had a sly smile on her face, judging the reaction from the other dragon.

Puffing her chest out a bit, Presila took the complement well. "I'm mid twenties and I'm pretty comfortable with myself. There's a few bumps along the road when growing up but it's all part of the journey."

The two chit-chatted about their different interests, their jobs and of course, swapped life stories about either themselves or the others they had met. They ordered food and exchanged words in between bites of food, the two of them clearly enjoying one anothers company getting to know each other more and more.

Once the mains were finished up, the dragons had to decide on where the night would lead next. "Dessert?" Asked Presila as she idly licked her fingers clean from her plate of now ex-steak.

"Normally I'd say yes but ... do you feel like getting a drink after?" Saara was leaning back, idly patting her stomach from the feed she had just finished.

"A drink sounds great. There's a place just up the road, not too pricey."

"Sure." Saara shrugged. "I'm not too fussy when it comes to drinks. I'm more interested in a good time." A small twinkle in her eye egged on the other herm.

"Ok. I'll pay and you meet me outside?" Presila grabbed her belongings and skirted her chair out.

"Nah, I'll come with. I'll give you some cash and split the difference." Saara copied the gold and retrieved her belongings.

Once getting up the two made their way over to the counter. A bill was procured and Presila showed it to Saara. "Looks about right?" The meals adding up to a moderate amount.

Leaning in to get a closer look, Saara popped her head over Presila's shoulder. "Looks good. But some things are a bit better." Presila frowned at the cryptic statement, but it was made clear once Saara got a bit closer. She gradually placed her bulge up against Presila's tail and let it rest, the warmth from the two parts mingling. Presila lifted her tail to push back against the invader, feeling the softness through the fabric. With barely a break, Presila swiped her card and paid for the meal. Looking over her shoulder, she gave the gold a wink. "You can pay me back when we get our drinks." She turned around to head out the door and on the way gave Saara's bulge a quick squeeze with her hand and let out a little giggle. Saara followed close behind, relieved that her date was turning out to be a promising candidate.

*

Presila burst out into laughter. "I can't believe he did that!" The two dragons were occupying a table, with drinks in hand laughing as Saara finished her story. "I don't know how you meet these people." Presila wiped her eyes, her laughter finally dying down.

"When you live in an apartment like mine you tend to get some odd characters around the place. Did Maru tell you about her human date?" Maru was their mutual friend that had set up the whole date in the first place.

"No I don't believe so. I've only known her for a year after working with her."

"Oooo that's good then. I get to steal her story." Saara grinned at the opportunity. She was really starting to like Presila. Her wit was fierce, her timing great and she knew when to chime in during the lulls in conversation. "Ok so get this. Maru was checking out dating sites and she got a bit bored. You know what she's like, always trying new things and species." Saara waved her hands around to punctuate and both herms rolled their eyes.

"So she was checking around and she matched this human guy. A male. And he was kinda new to the whole inter-species dating thing and decided to pick a dragon for the first time." Saara was almost bouncing in her seat recanting the story, her tail getting twitchy with excitement bumping up against the table. "Not only was he new but he didn't do his research either. So they two hit it off and she said it was going pretty well and they decided to head back to his place. But." She paused for effect, to let the gravity of the situation sink in. "She forgot to clear her eggs and the two were making out on the couch and clearly wanted to take it a bit further."

"Oh no. He got literally cock blocked by an egg?" Presila laughed at the idea of a new partner confusingly hitting a hard surface during sex.

"Oh much much better." Saara's grin was beaming back at Presila. "The poor guy didn't know dragons even had eggs, so the two started stripping and she decided to clear them in his bathroom. The poor human thought she was in trouble and rushed to pick up the phone and call the ambulance."

The two roared with laughter getting a few turned heads from the others in the bar. After calming down a bit and a few tears wipe away, Presila picked the conversation back up. "I hope the medics didn't come?"

"Ha, no. After she realised who he was trying to call she sorted it out soon enough."

"Was that it for the date then?" Presila asked, absolutely loving this story.

"Nope. After the embarrassment the two were naked and still wanted to fuck. Maru now realised how out of his element the poor human was and asked if he dragon proofed his room. He said yes not realising what that meant. And next thing he knows, his room is flooded with dragon cum and he had to spend the whole of the next day cleaning up after her." The two golds giggled at the scene pictured in their heads.

"I'm surprised he didn't freak out when Maru took her clothes off to show all her assets offs."

"He did know some things about dragons, so he wasn't completely caught off guard. He did know that dragons were all herms and in fact that was part of the reason why he wanted to date one. It was all the extra knowledge he was lacking." Saara flashed a big grin at Presila, who was now finishing the last of her drink. Both of the herms could feeling a bit buzzed from the couple of drinks they had while chatting at the bar.

Leaning forwards Presila placed her hands on Saara's thigh. "You know there are someone else's assets I wouldn't mind seeing." She started to grope the leg and slowly moved her hand onto the thick bulge, now starting to squeeze that. Placing her drink down on the table Saara looked back at Presila, her tail coiling up to fondle the similar sized bulge in Presila's pants. "My place is nearby. How'd you get here?" Her voice dropped down a bit, dripping with lust.

"Bus."

"Good. We can take a taxi back to mine. It's about a 10 minute trip and I hope you don't rip through these pants before we get there." Saara bit her lip, not minding that thought at all. She flexed her cocks letting Presila's hand bounce back a bit from the plumping shafts. "I'll organise it now."

*

After a quick call, the two herms made it outside, standing on the side of the dark road with the sun fully set behind the horizon. It was just beginning to hit peak time and plenty of cars were ready to take the two back to their destination. Presila couldn't believe the success of the night. Her date was funny, smart, had her life sorted and packed a firm package. Looking down she could see the bulge had grown since between dinner and after drinks. Saara noticed what she was looking at and walked over to her, standing face to face as the taxi was pulling up. "I hope you can last a bit longer, otherwise these might explode." She used both her hands to grab Presila's plump package, the assault causing the gold dragon's eyes to open wide.

"If you keep that up, no way." Presila's heart rate increased, her mind focused on gorgeous herm in front of her, revelling in the attention provided to her more private parts.

Despite the show, the taxi had a different objective and pulled up beside the two dragons. Saara kissed Presila deeply, still squeezing on Presila's cocks, her hands meeting a bit more resistance as they started firming up. "I'll pay for the taxi, you can pay me back with these." She shifted her hands a big lower and shook the slowly growing paunch below. Turning around, Saara opened the taxi door and shouted her address at the driver. Quickly following behind the other gold jumped into the back seat with her.

The next several minutes were a rush for the two dragons. Saara wasn't content with sitting quietly in the back, she needed flesh. Unfortunately for her it was socially unacceptable to wrap your lips around a dragon's shaft and keep going until it flooded the back seat with thick dragon cum. Too far away to fondle, Saara had to make do with her tail, stretching out across the backseat and start aggressively pressing into Presila's crotch. Presila was bracing herself against the door, concerned that she just might blow if she kept going. Grabbing the other gold's tail, she was locked into a silent fight, attempting to steer the wriggling appendage away from her pants, while attempting to keep the driver unawares. Turn after turn would cause slight shifts between the two, both their sacks growing larger and larger as the Saara's house neared, the anticipation causing shivers for the two.

At last they arrived. Practically throwing money at the driver, the two raced out and up to the front door of the townhouse. Presila would normally check out the scenery of a stranger's house, but frankly she was way too horny to care. Plus it was too dark and she could feel pre starting to soak her panties. Saara was fumbling with her keys, her mind fogged with lust, mostly her own fault from the teasing she did on the way. Now was the time for Presila to have some revenge. With her back turned Presila could now approach her date and grind her damp bulge against Saara. "C'mon you pretty thing, you've caused me to start leaking everywhere." Then, she moved her hand under the herm's tail and starting digging in. The dragon in front of her froze briefly as those fingers stroked her muff, it too now leaking like her shafts, causing damp patches both in front and behind.

With a few more jiggles of her keys the door clicked and burst open with two dragons quickly following after. Now Presila could really let loose. Hyper vigilant, she searched for her target. Something soft. Something large to lay on. Standing in Saara's living room provided her with the perfect solution: a large couch. She grabbed Saara and kissed her deeply for a few moments before letting her breathe. "You are amazing you know." She started another round of kisses, this time with her hands dancing across her front over her perky breasts. Saara pushed into her, driven by lust and the teasing over the course of a whole night that was her own doing. Pivoting around, the two made their way to the base of the couch and with a small little squeal Saara landed on her back panting.

"I've been needing to see the rest of you all night. Properly." Saara had a keen look in her eye staring up at the aroused herm above her. Clearly her pants were struggling to hold back the thickening serpents, desperate to show themselves, make themselves known to the entire room.

Saara grabbed her shirt and whipped it off, along with her bra. She was in no mood for teasing, she wanted the real deal. With her shirt now off, her ponderous breasts could be gazed upon by her date. Their perky nature tempting the lust of Presila, causing her to follow the dragon's direction. Presila almost tore her shirt and bra off, revealing her own set of EE tits, swaying slightly from all the movement. Both herms were locked in on their next goal: no pants. Laying on her back, Saara had the easiest job. Tucking underneath her stretchy jeans, they came off next, her struggling bulge on full display. The custom herm panties had mostly done their job keeping excess fluid from leaking out too much and constrained her ever growing shafts from causing too much public embarrassment. "Don't you dare keep me waiting too long, or I'll rip those pants off with my teeth if I have to." Her eyes slightly wild now that she was digging into her panties, sliding them down her legs, over her thick shafts and finally over her fat sack.

The whole package came tumbling out, cocks falling back onto her chest, balls sagging down onto the couch, her heavy musk permeating the air now that there was no fabric to absorb the smell. Tongue handing out at the display, Presila didn't need any extra urging. Grabbing around her waist she pulled down both her trousers and pants, letting her shafts drop down next to her plump sack. Stepping out of the clothes pile, she lowered herself onto the couch occupied by the dragon. This is what she had been waiting for all night. A date worthy of this moment, to let their shafts grind against each other, to let their swelling sacks churn together. Presila's balls settled on top of Saara's set. Now on all fours, the wide couch easily contained the two herms who were now dripping liberally from their shafts and pussies. Presila paused briefly, taking in the whole situation. "It's been too long since I've had someone under me like this. These balls of mine have been saving themselves for the right moment and by god I'm glad they found it." Pushing down she grinded her fat sack into Saara who was laying down, egging on the pair of cum factories by squeezing ever so slightly on the outside, spurting little streams of precum all over her front.

Saara let out a moan, her hands roaming over her chest, tweaking her perky nipples as they were doused in jets of precum from the quartet of shafts above her. There were enough cocks to go around for an orgy yet she was blessed to have them all to herself, their lengths pulsing preparing the two for a long night ahead. She thrusted her hips upwards to get another reaction from the sopping wet herm on top of her. "I've been saving myself all week for something like this and I'm not stopping until I've flooded the floor. Twice."

Looking down Presila shifted her dual shafts to frot against the twin two foot peaks of the dragon below her. Pushing forward she drove her hips and caused the four shafts to grind together, their precum output increasing, splashing all over Saara's chest causing a slow trickle to cascade down her heavy breasts and she was loving it. Finally she got to feel the gush of someone else layering her body in cum. The feel of her hot shafts pressed up against someone else's, her musk mixing with another's to cloud her mind, driving her to new orgasmic heights. Taking in deep breathes, she clamped her hands against the sides of bundle of cocks in front of her, applying pressure so each grind from Presila would cause her little dragon ridges to rub against the corresponding shafts and shoot bolts of pleasure up her body. The pressure in her balls was building as the slick shafts slid over each other again and again. Not caring about her living room she egged on the excessive spurts of precum, now at a constant spray from the multitude of cocks lying on top of her chest.

Saara's breath laboured under the constant chafing. "That's it keep going. I'm getting closer."

Her hands shifted down from her breasts to the quartet of shafts bathing her in dragon batter, one hand grabbing her shaft, the other hand on Presila's, she started squeezing over the cocks. She was rewarded with a gasp from the herm above her and finger thick streams of precum gushing over her head, splattering metres away from the two. Saara was staring at the cockheads in front of her. Constantly winking at her as sputters of seed shot out, teasing her, giving her lewd ideas. Her mind was fogging up from all the musk around her, its presence causing her to lose all preconceived notions of 'acceptable' behaviour.

Saara shifted her hands up to the tips, she let her imagination run wild, eager to see the response from her date for what she had in mind. "If you're close now just wait ..."

Smearing her fingers over the tip of one of Presila's thick shafts, Saara started to finger the slit directly. Only halfway in at first but steadily she felt deeper into the rippling shaft, the length easily accepting her digit with pools of precum escaping around the edges.

"Yes! More!" Presila's pleasure spiked as the other herms finger started playing directly with her urethra. Grinding down she urged Saara to go further.

With each passing second, Saara added more and more fingers into the shaft stretching it out further until all five fingers were elegantly inserted into the hole. Once settled, she curled her fingers into a fist and started thrusting in and out of the great two foot length.

Presila let out a howl as one of her cocks was now blocked by a full fist, each thrust edging her closer and closer to an orgasm pent up for a whole week. Her hips started synching up with the first to cause it to travel deeper down her length, touching parts that had been left unattended for too long. It wasn't the first time she had something stuff down her shaft, but it was shamefully uncommon enough for her to forget the feeling.

Saara used her other hand to start fisting her own shaft next to Presila's. Not wasting any time on foreplay she wanted it now. Her orgasm was building and she wanted every desired sated before final tail-curling release. The unoccupied shafts, one attached to Presila, the other to Saara, doubled their precum output as their cousins were full of a foreign fist. With barely a few moments later neither herm lasted long. The rough hide scraped the insides of the shafts, causing rumblings in their immense sacks which had finally grown to great melon sizes despite the constant precum spurts.

A great moan escaped Presila first, the unblocked shaft firing its first true shot of thick white cum over the head of Saara and landing meters away with a wet splat. With one shaft occupied her other one had to work overtime, bulging obscenely out to try to dump as much seed as possible. Her stuffed shaft rippled over Saara's hand trying its hardest to push past the blockage, the squeezes reminding her of her own shaft's predicament. Watching the spurts overhead Saara sped up her efforts and her orgasm finally arriving, giving her the sweet relief that was pent up during the constant teasing from the night. She let loose her own moan adding to the sound of the pleasure-ridden dragon on top of her, her shaft furthest away from her launching into its own impression of a firehose.

The twin streams of dragon cum slowly filled up the already stained floor, powered by thumb thick ropes of seed launched from their shafts. Both of the dragons were riding out the orgasm, the gurgling from their balls, the rippling of shafts their company. Saara's hands had stopped thrusting when she started cumming, instead decided to drive her fists as far down the shafts as she could, letting the lengths do their thing.

After a couple minutes of both the herms letting loose, their streams started to slow and their breathing while still heavy, returning to a more consistent rhythm. With a wet squelch, Saara pulled her fists from the two shafts, a flood of cum followed suit dousing her tits and face in a thick sheen of dragon seed. She opened her mouth to lick up the last spurts, her eyes widening as she clearly enjoyed the white fluid.

Leaning back Presila admired her handy work. "Phew! I haven't had a good sounding a while. I can see why my friends thought we would be a good fit." She said with a soft giggle.

"Yeah." Saara sighed, finally catching her breath. "Those poles of yours looked like they needed a bit of extra encouragement. I know mine did." She started fingering the tip of her top cock to emphasise her point.

Saara started to sit up and draped her legs over the wet couch. The poor thing had to endure so many jerk off sessions when she was just by herself, the cum resistant cushions bearing the most of it. Now there was another hyper dragon adding more loads in between the gaps. Placing her feet on the ground they splashed down onto the cum soaked floor, her cocks still hard, nestled in between her breasts. Looking around at the rest of the room she could see the two of them had given at least one side of the room and healthy dose of spunk, still dripping slowly down the walls.

A soft grumble emanated from Saara's lower body. "Ooh." Her face shifted into a slight frown as she started feeling around her stomach. "I think these want to come out."

"You forgot to lay huh? I had my egg-week last week." Presila patted her belly. She quite enjoyed laying time, letting her pussy stretch over those hard shells, sometimes even pushing them back in just so she could lay again. But her favourite thing was using her eggs are toys. Pausing briefly, she had an idea. "I think you need some help getting rid of them."

"Oh no I can do it later." Saara waved away Presila's advance.

"No, I insist."

Presila dropped to her knees and shuffled in front of sitting dragon, getting up close and personal with the great big sack that had dumped the load that she was now kneeing in. Feeling around, it was still firm to touch. She would've loved to worship it all night, but she had other plans in mind. Under those great orbs was another prize she relished. Lifting up Saara's balls caused her dual cocks to start up again, dripping cum down onto Presila's face.

Licking off the seed around her mouth, Presila wiped the rest onto the rumbling dragon balls and dipping her head down towards the herm's more female side. Underneath, the musk radiating out was twofold. Now hit with both male and female scents it drove Presila's lust further, her task seemingly ever more important to please the herm in front of her. Placing her muzzle in front of the slick gash, she started aggressively kissing the warm muff, letting her tongue dive in and out, catching the clit every now and then.

Saara's heart pumped faster as her pussy was now getting pleased, her womb joining in with her balls and started to shift, wanting to deliver its goods to the outside world. "Mmmhph, go a bit deeper, they need some encouragement."

Presila could hardly respond apart from pushing her muzzle into the slit, stretching the flesh and causing yet more pleasure for Saara. Getting into a rhythm, Presila would dive her head in, lick around, come out and suckle on the fat clit. Then start again but attacking a slightly different area, encouraging those eggs out. In only a couple minutes Saara's womb had loosened up finally letting go of its white prizes. After a few more licks, Presila's tongue met something warm and hard. Slightly textured, her tongue felt rough around the surface, but barely got a chance to enjoy it as Saara's folds pushed more and more against Presila's nose. Leaning back slightly she let the egg laying dragon do her thing, pushing the egg further and further out, reaching the edges of her pussy, stretching it out further.

The white sphere caused Saara to moan more, stretching her out far more than any dragon's muzzle could. "Hnnn ... Get ready. "

Still wearing the dragon's sack as a hat, Presila stared at the gaping cunt stretched around the wide egg and saw the thick clit edging up against the slick white shell. Going in again she started flicking the red button with her tongue. Saara's legs pulled up higher and higher as another orgasm hit her, shooting yet more cum out of her shafts and the egg in between her legs finally out, smacking poor Presila in the face. "Sorry Presila ..." Despite her current position she still had a bit of sympathy.

Feeling the balls above her churning out another load, Presila ignored the hit she received and started using the egg lubricant as her own lube and started jerking off her top cock.

"And another ... " Saara was still cumming repeatedly, her twin spires fired ropes of seed all over the two of them as she felt another egg push its way through her gasping pussy. After a few more spurts the second egg finally shot its way out, this time onto the expecting kneeling dragon. Landing in between her breasts, the egg tumbled over the two shafts being worked on by the cunt licking dragon.

"And now for the best part." At last Presila's great plan could come to fruition. She stopped stroking her two foot cock and gathered up the two eggs recently ejected. The weight of them was perfect. The outer shells had a slight rough texture, similar to her hide and perfect for tickling the insides of dragon shafts. Standing up, she could see the mess Saara was creating, her spurts firing intermittently dwindling as each shaft would alternate between their spurts.

"You poor thing. You've gone and spent so much of your beautiful seed. Time for a refill." Presila was standing in front of Saara, looking stunning in the other dragon's eyes. Her breasts swaying softly with her breathing and her cocks twitching, wider than the two eggs being held in her hands.

"Will they fit?" Saara asked as she watched her date walk up to her, grabbing one of her shafts and lazily circling the egg over her cock's tip. The cumpipe widened slightly as it sensed the large object about to be placed inside of it.

"With these monsters? Definitely. I've put a whole clutch down into these suckers." Presila thrusted forward and let her taut sack bump into Saara. The heavy bulge closer to a pair of wrecking balls, her single orgasm not even close to emptying those tanks.

Presila placed one egg over each of the twin shafts, rubbing over the tips making sure to lube up the melon sized eggs with the lazy spurts of leftover cum. Truth be told, she had taken far bigger objects during her experimentation and she fully expected Saara to take something like a dragon egg with only a bit of struggle. With both eggs fully lubed, she started pushing into the fat cumpipes. "We'll start with these for now and move onto bigger things as you stretch out."

A yelp escaped from Saara as the egg started its long journey down her poles. Cum spurted from out around the edges of her white eggs. Soon her female-side output would be meeting her male-side in a much more direct manner. Presila looked right at the dripping herm, watching her twitches of pleasure from the round eggs sticking halfway out of her shafts. "More?"

"Don't you dare stop."

Not needing the encouragement, Presila eagerly started to slide those white orbs further into her cocks, causing the ends to bulge out and seal up any extra cum trying to escape. Presila's own shafts started spurting their own juices in sympathy, her sack rumbling and growing ever so slightly from the lewd show.

With a slightly stronger push, the eggs plopped entirely down the shaft bulging the sides of her dragonflesh out. Presila switched from directly pushing her eggs, to massaging the outsides of the pulsing shafts, one hand on each and simultaneously started to slide her hands down the outside. "Your shafts were born for stretching you know." Presila admired the elasticity of the dragon poles jutting from Saara's crotch.

A heavy pant came from Saara as her eyes were fixated on her bulging shafts. "These have to be twice the size of any toy I've taken." Another moan escaped her as Presila pushed on the eggs dropping them a few inches down those two foot lengths.

"Give it some practice and you'll be taking watermelons down these suckers in no time." Presila leaned down and gave her bottom cock and lick on the inside, causing the shaft to buck and swallow down the eggs even further.

"Just a bit more and your first course will be done." Presila's hands started to massage the sides of those great shafts, no longer forcibly pushing the eggs inside. Instead she let Saara's fat lengths take control and start to swallow them down by themselves, each gulp feeling like a reverse mini orgasm to the sitting dragon.

"Yes that's it. Almost there." Presila urged on those bulging shafts, watching those mounds drift lower and lower until finally landing with a small splash inside Saara's watermelon sized balls. A brief shower of cum fired from those hungry shafts now that they were no longer blocked, the pressure intolerable for the poor herm, whose head was moving side to side from the pleasure.

"Don't give up on me now. We've still got the main course to go!" Presila eagerly eyed Saara who was recovering from her cocks' recent meals. "I need you on the couch."

Understanding what she meant, Saara grabbed an armful of her huge sloshing sack and shifted her legs back up onto the couch, her drooling shafts leaked in between her breasts. Wasting no time Presila dropped her own balls behind the laying dragon's head, giving a perfect view of her shafts from underneath. Saara teased her tongue out, lashing on the underside of those throbbing cocks, her mind drifting as the musk from those lengths started to overwhelm her senses.

"I'd love for you to lick these all day but those holes of yours are all too inviting." Presila's eyes zeroed in on the dual gaping cumslits, the pair of them looking like they were breathing, opening and closing with drips of cum streaking from those cock lips. She knew those eggs had stretched out those shafts enough for the real show to begin. Grabbing her top shaft, she directed it towards Saara's closest shaft, smearing the two ends together, the lengths engaging in a lewd, cumfilled kiss. "I'm not stopping until every last drop is in that sack of yours."

Saara moaned as the first shaft pressed into her urethra. Hands on her breasts, she started tweaking her nipples to add even more pleasure. But she was a greedy dragon and demanded more. With a quick thrust her second cock speared around Presila's other shaft. She could feel a burst of precum shoot into her shaft from the invading cock, her balls readily accepting the meal. "Get ready you beautiful dragon." Shouted Presila. "I'm going balls deep on you."

Presila pushed in deeper, now a full foot of dragonshaft inside her target, spurting even more precum into the ever growing sack of the herm below. Her heavy balls now rested directly on Saara's face. Relishing the position she started thrusting in and out of those stretched lengths, her sack grinding against the overloaded dragon, her panting increasing as her orgasm started to build and build until Saara couldn't take it anymore. Her cocks clenched around the thick members, desperate to expel as much cum as they could but to no avail. The cocks' muscles couldn't generate the force needed to eject the invaders, instead they rippled against Presilas' shafts causing immense pleasure for both of the dragons.

"You can't cum yet." Presila groaned as the cocks gripped her even tighter. Her lengths finding extra resistance as she started to thrust more inches into the tight hole. "I want you bigger than this couch."

Saara could barely hear her, too distracted by her current orgasm and the sloshing sack smothering her face. She whipped her head around, tilting her hips, desperate to try anything to relieve herself. Sweat and spent cum were her only friends as another orgasm hit her, again failing to expel any cum apart from her pussy, its juices running plentifully into the couch below.

Leaning forward even further, Presila finally managed to hilt inside those bucking shafts, her cocks now fully inside Saara's. Grabbing hold of the great sack in front of her, she could feel it working overtime, stretching higher and higher as each failed orgasm only cause the sack to expand from the extra production. Egged on, Presila started her slow thrusts, delaying the inevitable, relishing the position that both of them were in. The next time they fucked, she would make sure she could lick all over the other's taut sack, let her musk take over the room and drive her to perpetual orgasm.

Minutes crept by and Presila's orgasm was getting closer. The clenching too much, the smell insatiable, she needed to bloat this poor sod. "I'm getting close. Almost there." She panted heavily between each sentence, her thrusts picking up as she wanted the sweet release.

A few more seconds later that release came. A howl escaped from both the dragons, the umpteenth orgasm from Saara synchronising up with Presila's mind blowing explosion. Her shafts bulging as they dumped litres of cum directly into Saara's already huge sack, each shot causing a noticeable difference in size as it grew and grew slowly overtaking the couch the two were making love on. With each rope of heavy cumblast, it stretched all of their cocks wider driving Saara to even greater pleasure, each spurt feeling like a mini orgasm, massaging her cocks' insides as the two dragons grinded against each other through their orgasms. Five minutes of pure orgasm had finally filled up the cockfucked dragon's sack to unprecedented levels, the whole package slumped down, spilling over the edges of the couch and onto the floor. With a few final pants, Presila's loads finally trickled down.

Presila slowly started pulling her two foot long shafts out of the herm underneath her, bucking her shaft slightly so her dual cumpipes could feel every ridge of dragon flesh. With the final inches left to go, Presila gave a quick twitch to pull the rest of her shafts out flinging cum everywhere. "You're such a trooper Saara." Presila smiled down at the dragon underneath her, her face now visible as she had scooted back, letting her now deflated balls give her some fresh air. "But now it's your turn."

Impressed that she still hadn't blown her load from her couch sized sack, Presila moved her body in between the dual shafts of Saara, straddling her legs under those great shafts. She could see Saara had her eyes closed, the pleasure no doubt enveloping her from her first real cockfucking. "Cum for me sweetie. I want to swim in your cum." She grinded her slick muff against her shaft and placed a kiss on the tip of her upper cock. That was all the encouragement she needed.

With a shudder the backed up dragon let out a deep sigh, her balls rumbled in gratitude as they were finally free to spill their load. Her shafts immediately bulged, doubling in size as buckets of cum shot out from her twitching members, one shaft showering the roof, the other dousing a wall in gallons of white spunk. Presila sat in between the two firing shafts, in awe of her handy work, the hours of teasing finally leading up to this moment. "Yes, Yes! Give me more. "

Saara's balls roared louder, desperate to appease the shouting dragon. They pumped even harder turning the massive dragon shafts into cum hydrants, widening further, increasing the rising level of cum around the two. Presila's cocks started their own celebration, firing weak little spurts on top of Saara's shafts, her pussy gushing in sympathy. If only the bucking shafts could've been dumped into her muff, thought Presila, she could only handle a mere fraction of this output but what she could take would be heaven. Opening her mouth she let the waves of backsplash fall down her throat, washing all over her head and body, painting her in white sticky fluid that every dragon knew all too well.

Saara started to wiggle her hips side to side, the fat streams following suit and start to blast different areas around the house. What had only copped mere splashes were now doused in literal gallons of seed. The dragon riding those shafts would aim them at areas left out, bits of wall, cabinets, seats, the hallway, anything and everything that she could see in front of her. Hugging the shaft tighter between her legs, she looked down and saw the ever increasing levels of cum rise, the outflow not nearly enough to deal with the sheer output. The house might cater for dragons, but not dragons who have had been backed up for days and with an extra load dumped into their balls for good measure.

But things can't last forever. The inches of cum flowing around on the ground slowly ceased to rise as the twin shafts tapered down from their explosive orgasm. The cum hydrants slowed to mere fountains, before they too slowed down to streams. Saara finally opened her eyes as her orgasm ended, still spurting ropes of cum here and there, getting it all her breasts that were thoroughly coated in thick cum. Looking down, she could no longer see her balls swelled around Presila, instead they had dropped to a mere melon sized. "That. Was something else."

"I see you liked your first proper sounding session." Presila said with a grin. Her own shafts had slowed to a dribble, her breasts still wrapped around one of Saara's shafts, giving the cock in front of her a slurp to get another reaction out of the herm.

"I didn't think I could hold that much."

"We're dragons love. Be ambitious." Presila's grin widened further. "With a bit more practice you'll be holding truck sized cum dumps in no time. And then." She leaned forward, pressing Saara's shaft so it nestled in between the breasts of the two herms. "Then I can travel down this tunnel of yours and have a cum bath."

Saara's heart skipped a beat. "I thought people joked about that." Her cocks fired another quick dose of cum in anticipation.

"The best jokes have a grain of truth to them." Presila winked at the gaping dragon. "Next time I'll let you swim in my balls and you can cum from the inside." Her voice dropped to a whisper, her face close. "But until then, lets enjoy this for a bit." She scooped up a chuck of cum and lathered it over Saara's tits.

"Mmmmm .... " The moan from Saara was one of pure pleasure. She reached down and dug her fingers right into Presila's snatch. "Yes. Cleanup can wait."