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It had been two days since Merlin had made his suggestion of a camping trip to his mother. They had finalised their booking and had packed the following day, leaving as early as possible to make as much of their trip as they could. Packing for the journey had been an amusing chore for both of them; having not camped for at least three years each. Making short lists and opting only to take a single rucksack each with their sleeping bags, tent and provisions had been the first of many tasks they had set themselves. Sandra had teased Merlin with some of the clothes she would be taking along, her favourite being a black sports bra and matching shorts; she had joked that they might have passed out animals to deal with. Merlin didn't disagree, but in keeping with the humour had simply thrown a towel at her and remarked that the animals would be too scared of him to notice her.

The journey had been quite an eye opener for both of them. They had both travelled far in their time, but neither of them could remember passing through such a beautiful landscape. Mountain's that looked like giant grey daggers, forests that cast a comforting shade, and rivers and lakes that were like glass; reflecting the perfectly clear sky.

They had driven most of the morning when they finally arrived at the site; the large base hut acting as both the business side of the site and a massive welcoming gate into the wild land within its boundaries. Sandra had given Merlin the task of unloading her pick-up while she booked them on to the site.

Sandra entered the main office and looked around. "Hello; anyone here?" She called out. She heard the creaking of a chair in an adjacent room and was surprised when an older looking grey wolf emerged from the rear office door. Sandra smiled at him and looked him over carefully. He looked like he was in his late fifties, but his sheer size and obvious good health made her wonder if the work he did just made him look a little older. "Hi there." She said cheerfully and approached him.

"Good morning, you must be Sandra." The wolf said with a wide smile on his face as he made to shake her paw. She grasped his paw to acknowledge his gesture and was surprised by both his strength and gentleness.

"How did you know it would be me?" She asked curiously.

The older wolf gestured for her to take a seat, which she accepted and sat while he made for one across from her. "Well you're the only party booked to be here this week."

Sandra was surprised. "Really? I thought this time of year would have been busy for you."

The wolf shook his head. "I'm afraid not. People are more interested in theme parks and hotels than getting back to their roots these days it seems."

She chuckled "Well I won't disagree with you there. It's a sad thing really um... I'm sorry I didn't get your name."

The wolf chuckled and shook his head. "My apologies, I am Sam Prydein and I am the administrator, head ranger and vet on this site."

"That's quite a role you have there." Sandra said with some excitement.

Sam smiled. "Indeed it is. Thankfully I'm not the only one who runs this place. Aria!" Sam called out.

A few moments later a beautiful dark blue wolfess with snow white hair stepped out from the rear office. She smiled and nodded at Sandra before she spoke to the older grey wolf. "Yes Grandpa?"

Sam stood up and introduced her. "Sandra, this is my Grand-daughter Aria. She's been helping out with her half sisters for a few years now."

Aria stepped forward and shook Sandra's paw."Pleased to meet you. I just know you'll enjoy your time here." She said in a soft voice.

"We certainly hope to." Sandra said cheerfully. "It's quite a family you must have to stay around and work with your Grandfather.

Before Aria spoke again and as they released each other's paws, Sandra was certain that for a short but definite moment; Aria was checking her out, but something else lingered with her scent that she couldn't quite place. "Believe me Sandra; you have no idea how good my family is." Aria said with a cheeky grin and a playful wink that confused Sandra a little. "I'll just go get you your trail maps." She said before stepping back and walking with a definite swing in her hips into the rear office. "I'll hand them out to whoever is in the car park. I assume he's with you Sandra." She called back.

"Yes, he's my son." She called back to Aria, raising her voice a little more than she was used to. A moment later Sandra heard another door open and heard Aria stepping outside and walking into the car park to meet Merlin. "I hope he doesn't lose his cool." Sandra said while rolling her eyes.

Sam chuckled. "I wouldn't worry, Aria is good at keeping boys at a safe distance and making sure they don't embarrass themselves."

Sandra chuckled with him. "I'm sure they'll be fine." She said as she gathered herself back to a sense of normality before continuing her conversation. "Well; are there any particular routes that would be worth our while taking into the mountains?"

Sam sat back and thought for a moment. "Well, you could follow the main vehicle track up into the mountains, but that's no real fun. There's a route that you can take up one of the rivers that will take you to the main lake in the site. Once there if you go round the lake and up a small path you could make use of one of the cabins. It was actually the one I stayed in when I first came here."

"Really? Did it have a big effect on you?" Sandra asked curiously.

Sam smiled and looked off into the distance as he remembered the years he had been at the site. "A profound effect Sandra. It made me realise a lot about myself and started a relationship for me that changed my life forever."

Sandra grinned wildly. "That's quite a statement. Do you think that happens to everyone?"

"Not everyone." Sam said with some dismissal. "But I think you and your son might just find that special something in the forest that might make a change in your lives."

Sandra giggled. "Ironic really, I came here to get away from my life and job to clear my head and maybe find a new path for myself. Maybe it's out there waiting for me to find it."

Sam stood up and offered Sandra his paws and helped her up. "Sandra, in my experience, the biggest change always comes thanks to those closest to you. Never regret the choice you make for them or because of them, no matter what." Sandra smiled and nodded and thought hard about what he was saying, trying to imprint his words in her memory to help her make her own life changing decisions.

"So what else can you tell me about this trail?" She asked, feeling more at ease and open to new ideas for her life.

* * *

Merlin had just finished unloading the pick-up and took a moment to look into the wild green yonder before him. The smell of the trees, flowers, and grass; the rush of the wind through the trees and the sound of a fast flowing river near by excited him. He breathed deeply and felt a deep sense of belonging in these new surroundings. He was glad he had made the choice to come.

The sound of crunching footsteps on the loose gravel caught his attention, his ears springing up at the sound. He turned on the spot ready to address his mother about heading out, but was caught quite by surprise with what he saw. A dark blue wolfess with long flowing white hair wearing a pair of black combat shorts, white tank top and grey fell-running shoes was approaching him with a confident stride and a shy smile.

Merlin blinked several times as she approached, just to make sure she was real; but in no time she was standing just a few feet in front of him, looking up warmly into his eyes. "Uh... Hi there." Merlin managed to say eventually.

The wolfess giggled softly which made him smile in return. "Hi, I just came over to drop off your trail maps." She said softly and presented the tall half-dragon with a pair of folded maps.

"Oh, thank you." He blurted out quickly as he took the maps and paused as he tried to find something to say. The young wolfess just stood and smiled patiently, obviously knowing he wanted to say something. "I... uh..." Was all he managed before she filled the gap for him.

"You never expected to come out here and see someone like me working here?" Her soft sultry voice suddenly made him realise how childish he was being.

Merlin scratched the back of his head and gave her a look that said without words; sorry. "Well, yeah actually."

She smiled and giggled. "Don't worry; I get that a lot here."

"Sorry I just added another tally to your dumb-struck idiot list." He sighed.

She laughed out loud and took a step closer to pet the back of his paw. "Don't worry about it. Like I said, I get it a lot here. I'm Aria, and you are?"

He was a little taken aback with her forwardness. "Um... Merlin."

Aria's eyes went wide with excitement. "Like the wizard 'Merlin'?" He simply nodded. "That's a pretty cool name." She yipped in excitement. "It's a pretty significant and long running name here too."

Merlin raised his eyebrows and canted his head to one side. "Really? How so?"

Aria smiled and locked her crystal blue eyes with his. "Well you see, all the male head rangers who have worked here over the years have all been called 'Merlin'; whether it was their actual name or a nickname of some type." Aria said as she tried to calm herself down. "It's even my Grandpa's nickname, and he's been called that since he was back in junior high school."

Merlin smiled at her story unable to break eye contact with the wolfess before him. "Do you think that has any meaning for me?" He asked quietly.

He watched as her expression became softer and she took another step closer as she began to whisper back to him. "Well after my Grandpa leaves, I want to stick around here to keep working; and if you're the new Merlin on site, I think I'd like to get to know you a lot better." As her words rang in his ears she pulled away and gave him a slow and suggestive wink before she turned away and walked back to the main office, offering him a playful wave as she looked over her shoulder. "See you on the trail Merlin." She purred huskily at him before she disappeared into the rear door she had come from.

For possibly the first time in his life, Merlin was at a loss for words. Normally he had to go and find a girlfriend for a relationship that if he was lucky would last more than a month or two before they broke it off because of some complaint about him. Too Big, too scary, too strong, were all common reasons, but of the few females he had managed to bed, the comments were a lot more personal. But here, out in the wild a beautiful female wolf simply walked up to him and without being shy with her words; told him she was interested in him. He wasn't sure if he had just become the luckiest male in creation or if some higher power was taunting him.

"Hey day dreamer." His mother's voice rang in his ears as he snapped back to reality and realised she had returned to the pick-up just after Aria had left him. "Grab your sack Hun, I know where we're heading for the first stop on this trip."

"Uh... sure. You lead the way Mom." Merlin retorted as he slung his gear over his shoulders and began to follow his mother, who had already begun to head in the direction of the trail they would follow.

Sandra looked back over her shoulder and winked at her son. "Nice, was she?"

"You're not going to give me another girlfriend talk on the way up are you mom?" Merlin grumbled.

Sandra giggled to herself. "What? You two looked cute together."

"Great Mom, thanks for checking us out." He said rolling his eyes and shaking his head.

Sandra stopped and turned to face him, making him stop a few steps in front of her. She gave him a wry smile and spoke low and soft. "I was only looking, because I was sure she was checking me out in the office."

Merlin winced and wiped his paw down his muzzle. "Don't think I needed to know that Mom." He growled miserably, his hope of a relationship now suddenly looking more like a dream than a reality.

"What? I thought guys liked the idea of a girl on girl romp?" She said both suggestively and jokingly.

"Well yeah but..." Merlin paused as he realised the word-trap his mother had set and that he walked straight into. "Mom, you have a sick sense of humour sometimes." He grumbled.

Sandra laughed and hugged Merlin close. "I know, but you love me Hun."

Merlin returned her hug and sighed, accepting her joke for what it was as he prepared his own."Yeah, I do Mom. You do know that every time I think of her now, I'm just going to picture both of you at it."

Sandra pulled back from their hug and gave him a motherly look; she knew he was joking, but she had to stop the joke somewhere. She gently swatted his muzzle and in a mockingly stern voice growled. "Bad boy."

Merlin chuckled and hugged her again knowing the joke was done; but some part of him latched on to the idea and as he followed her into the forest, he found her presence to be somewhat more alluring than before.

* * *

"I think it's them." Aria said softly as she sat next to Sam.

Sam raised an eyebrow and turned to face her. "What makes you think so?" He asked inquisitively as he stroked the back of her paw.

Aria cuddled closer to the older wolf and rested her head on his shoulder. "His name's Merlin, and from what I heard his Mom is looking for a change in career." She paused and sat up straight again. "Isn't that how you and Grandma came to be here?"

Sam smiled. "Something like that sweetheart." He said softly and rubbed her arm. "And I agree with you; I also think that they might be the last."

"Oh? What makes you say that?" Aria asked, stunned by his statement.

Sam looked over her shoulder to an old scroll on his desk. "Just something I was reading." Aria canted her head and looked at him with a funny expression before she got up and headed for the stairs to the upper floor of the base hut.

"Ok then keep your secrets, but if you want me to go keep an eye on them you know Daddy's got to hump me like a rabbit in heat again." She said with a playful wink.

Sam chuckled and gestured for her to come back. "Why go up stairs Ari? You know there's no-one else due on site for another two weeks and our latest guests have already headed into the woods."

Aria gave him a playful grin and wagged her tail as she unfastened her shorts and stepped out of them. "Alright Dad; but don't do that thing that makes me howl out loud. I don't want to give the game away until I'm absolutely sure they're in the same boat as us." She purred huskily as she made her way over to her father and straddled his lap. "Now; let's get you out of those jeans... again."

* * *

The last hour of the morning had proved to be most fruitful for Sandra and her son. They had made better time than they first thought; even though they had made several stops to take photos and enjoy the sights. Merlin however was in a world of his own; his mind swam with thoughts of his earlier encounter with Aria. He couldn't seem to get over her confidence around him or, almost uniquely; her lack of fear of him. Merlin found her to be quite enchanting in all aspects and he was well aware of a somewhat lasting impression she had made.

Aria was not his only distraction though; after his earlier talk with his mother and her joking comments about herself and Aria, Merlin had allowed his thoughts to dwell on the matter during quiet moments during their hike. He had always harboured a deep affection for his mother as her son, but deeper still he had repressed far stronger feelings and powerful attraction to her. She was like him after all; of two very different blood lines. All through his life Merlin had never met another half-dragon, although he was aware that there were many throughout the world, he had never been graced with another's company. He was also aware of the natural order of things; that those of the same or similar species tended only to breed among themselves; he wondered if his isolation from other half-dragons was what had drawn his attention to his mother yet kept it hidden in the depths of his soul.

Merlin tried to bury the thoughts again, but watching his mother in front of him; her unintentionally seductive movements and her scent mixing with that of their wild surroundings aroused him in a way he had never been before. He was glad to be keeping behind her, a slowly gathering stiffness in his jeans made him thankful she hadn't turned to speak to him in a little while.

As the afternoon drove on and the sun began its slow descent to the horizon Sandra paused for a moment to take in the sights once more as they passed through a large clearing. She took a deep breath and finally felt the stress of her work leave her. "Everything ok Mom?" Merlin asked as he stepped to her side.

Sandra nodded and looked him in the eyes as only a loving mother could. "Just fine Hun." She said in a relaxing breath. "I think I just felt my proverbial work chains drop off."

Merlin smiled back and took in the view as well. After a moment of observing the open ground and available shelter he spoke up. "D'you think we should set up camp here for the night?"

Sandra shook her head. "Nah, the head ranger told me about this spot. He said there was a better site to pitch the tent a bit further up the river." They were both caught by surprise when they heard the low rumble of thunder in the distance.

Merlin stepped up to the river bank and turned around looking back the way they had come. "Well I hope we can get there soon. It looks like there's going to be a storm."

Sandra looked back at the slowly approaching dark rain clouds and could almost feel the second rumble of thunder through her body. "There are too many trees around if it turns into a lightning storm." She gave Merlin a funny glance as he burst out laughing. "What's so funny?"

Merlin gradually calmed down and chuckled as he spoke. "We're in a forest Mom; how many trees would you like around us?" Sandra rolled her eyes and grabbed his arm pulling him with her.

"You can be such a smart ass sometimes." She said with a giggle of her own, as she saw the funny side of what she had said. "If we hurry we should make it." She said softly before starting to jog towards the next set of trees on the other side of the clearing, pulling Merlin with her.

The journey began to take longer as the local flora became much thicker, slowing their progress heavily. In a mere twenty minutes they found themselves caught in a heavy rain storm, another ten minutes and they were soaked through. They ran through open ground when possible and tried to make as good ground as they could when passing through woodland, but the land and weather seemed as if it were actually against them.

It had been nearly an hour since the storm had caught up with them when Sandra barked "There it is!" And pointed to a clearing in a gap through the trees.

"Are you sure?" Merlin grumbled. "It doesn't look like much?"

Sandra sluggishly walked to the opening. "That's what the guy said. It doesn't look like much to start with but once you're there you can enjoy the sights."

Merlin huffed as he trudged behind his mother. "I don't think we'll be doing much sight seeing tonight." Sandra said nothing, but she agreed with him. The daylight was quickly fading and by her reckoning they'd barely have enough time to get their tent pitched.

As they broke through the trees they both saw the benefit in the area. It was in ideal campsite with good wind shelter provided by a colossal rock formation with a few large overhangs and depressions that could easily be mistaken for caves. "Come on!" Merlin barked and grabbed his mothers paw as he ran for the shelter of the rock formation, pulling her with him.

Moments later they removed their backpacks and sat in one of the dry recesses of the formation. "How's your gear?" Sandra asked Merlin, as they began to look through what they had taken with them.

"Soaked through." Merlin growled. "The tent seems fine but that's it.

Sandra moaned unhappily. "Same here; I only have a few dry things and my sleeping bag looks ok." She said as she started to shiver. Merlin knew they would have to set the tent up quickly. While he may have been wet right through, he still had a full coat of fur on his body that trapped some heat; his mother did not have the same luxury as he did.

"We'll leave our bags in here tonight to dry off as best they can, but we need to get you dry." Merlin said sympathetically to his mother. Sandra nodded then helped her son unpack the tent.

It had only taken fifteen minutes of back and forth running to the recess and the best ground they had available to pitch their tent. As soon as it had been finished Sandra picked up her sleeping bag, a half soaked towel, and camping stove and darted into the tent. "Hey! What about me?" Merlin barked as his mother zipped the tent shut.

"Can you sit under the rocks while I get out of my wet clothes and dry off as best I can Hun?" Sandra called back through the tent; there was a heavy shiver in her voice was obvious to him, even though her words were muffled by the tent.

"Sure thin mom." Merlin said trying to hide a little disappointment of not being able to use their own actual shelter. He skulked back to the recess with their bags and equipment in it and began hunting through them for anything useful. He found a semi-dry t-shirt of his and used it to dry himself off as best as he could while removing his own wet clothes. He knew he still had to cross the ground in the heavy rain to get back to the tent, but at least he wouldn't be as damp as he currently was.

After he had dried himself as much as possible he sat in his boxer shorts until he heard his mother call him. Merlin ran as fast as he could while doing his best not to slip on the sodden ground and nearly dived into the tent as his mother opened it up.

As soon as he was safely inside Sandra zipped up the tent and lit her stove. She sat with her sleeping bag fully opened and covering her body as she tried to hide her shivering. Merlin took a moment to get used to the sudden drop in light and took in what was going on around him. Piled outside of the inner door of the tent he saw his mother's clothes piled in a heap. He guessed that under the unzipped sleeping bag she was naked. "Mom the stove isn't going to last long if we use it to heat the tent up." Merlin said softly as he placed a damp paw on his mother's shoulder.

Sandra turned to him with a fevered look in her eyes. "Do you have any better suggestions?" She asked hopefully.

Merlin thought for a moment then nodded. "Come here." He beckoned to his mother to cross the short distance to him. As she moved he pulled the sleeping bag off of her back and spread it out on the tents ground-sheet feeling some of the damp still in it that had soaked in from his mother. Sandra tried to cover herself and keep her modesty, but Merlin wasn't interested in that now; he was more concerned about her well being. "Lie down Mom." He said and gave her an encouraging nudge onto the open sleeping bag.

Sandra, still trying to keep her modesty stopped as she lay down and looked back at him. "Take those off before you get on here then," she said pointing to his boxer shorts. "It's wet enough as it is."

Merlin nodded sheepishly and removed his boxer shorts, dumping them on his mother's pile of wet clothes. He crawled next to his mother and wrapped his arms around her. "Hug me as close as you can Mom." He urged her.

Sandra nodded and wrapped her arms around him. "Doing the body heat for warmth thing?" She said with a cold shiver passing through her.

"Something like that." He whispered. Sandra watched him close his eyes and start deep breathing. She was about to ask him what he was doing when she suddenly heard him make a low and deep growling noise inside his chest. She was about to ask what was wrong when she felt a gradually building heat from his body. She watched the concentration on his face and decided not to ask what he was doing as it was clearly taking some considerable effort.

Sandra pushed herself to him as hard as possible, holding him tight and rubbing her paws up and down his back. "My own personal space heater." She whispered as a joke and saw him smile as he held her as close as possible.

They had laid in each others arms for almost an hour; Sandra had watched steam rise from their bodies and felt the sleeping bag become bone dry. She felt her son move slowly as he rolled on to his back and then suddenly gasped for air again and again. Sandra sat up startled at his sudden actions. "Merlin, are you ok honey?" She whimpered as she sat up and leaned over him.

After a few more deep breaths he nodded. "I'm fine, but I might have a bad case of heart burn tomorrow." He said with an exhausted smile.

Sandra smiled and held back a giggle as she kissed his nose softly. "What was that?" She asked quietly.

"Something I learned to do a few years ago." He mumbled. "I guess I have a bit more red dragon in me that I first thought."

Sandra lay next to him again and rested her paw on his chest. "You can breathe fire?"

Merlin nodded. "Yeah, but it takes a lot of effort and it burns my throat if I do it too often."

Sandra wrapped her arms around him and held him close. "My poor boy. Thank you Sweetie." She said gratefully.

"You're welcome Mom." He growled softly and rested his head on her shoulder as he relaxed from his heavy concentration. As his body temperature dropped back to normal Merlin began to feel his mother's touch all over his body. Her large breasts pressed to his chest, her legs brushing against his, and the excitingly soft tickle of her fingers and claws as they gently brushed through his dark fur. "I love you Mom." He whispered tenderly.

Sandra smiled and softly kissed his cheek. "I love you too baby." She whispered in return. "Do you want to try and get some sleep?" Merlin nodded and kept a hold of his mother as she pulled what little excess of the sleeping bag there was over their bodies.

Sleep was easily mentioned but harder to achieve than Merlin thought. He was lying with his mother in his arms, they were both naked and she seemed almost oblivious to it. It was difficult for him to contain his growing excitement. Fifteen minutes passed since they had last spoken and it looked to him as if his mother had fallen asleep in his arms. Her scent was driving him wild inside, the gentle drum of her heartbeat only seemed to make his beat faster, and her touch made him both excited and nervous at once.

The stiffness he had felt earlier in his groin returned, but his control was gone. Slowly but surely he could feel his penis growing hard and no matter how subtle his movements were to stop it brushing against her body; he failed, but in return was rewarded with a sweet sound. A soft, tired giggle emanated from his mother; no matter how much he enjoyed the sound, he couldn't help but let out an apologetic whimper.

"Don't be embarrassed Hun, it's perfectly normal." Sandra whispered in his ear.

Merlin turned his head and looked away shamefully. "I'm sorry Mom, I can't help it."

Sandra lightly scratched the back of his neck then gently turned his head back to her. "Is there something on your mind, or is it just being here with me, like this?" Merlin stayed quiet and averted his eyes form his mother. She let him dodge her question for a few moments; all the while his member slowly growing to its full length. "Merlin." She said in an understanding by firm voice to get his attention. "Talk to me."

Merlin shrugged as best as he could and shook his head. "I don't know, I just..." He trailed off.

"You just what?" Sandra asked softly.

"Nothing." Was his flat reply. Sandra sighed and shuffled back a little to give him some space. After a moment she looked down to see just how his shaft looked.

"My..." She said with a startled gasp. "You certainly are a big boy." Merlin grumbled, not realising his mother was being serious. "I know it's not my place to ask, but will he stay up long or are stuck with him for the night?"

Merlin sighed. "Usually, if I get this far..." He paused and took a breath before continuing his awkward conversation. "I need to take care of things." He said trying to hide the embarrassed tone in his voice. Sandra nodded and gently scratched the back of his neck again. Long moments passed in silence as they lay next to each other. Merlin was unwilling to say anything unless he made a fool out of himself or worse, destroy his relationship with his mother. Sandra remained quiet as she tried to think of a solution to their current problem.

"Merlin." Sandra purred softly. "I have an idea." Merlin locked his eyes to his mothers, curiosity overtaking his mind. He suddenly froze as he felt one of her paws lightly press against his shaft and slowly lowered his tip from her belly to just below her crotch. He dared not speak as she moved a little closer, parting her legs and resting his thick shaft on her thigh before closing the other one over it. He was trapped between her thighs but still the tip of his shaft extended out past the back of her thighs for a short measurement. "Now listen to me sweetheart." Sandra said tenderly. I'm going to hold you down there, I just want you to try and get it out of your system."

Merlin looked at her with wide eyes. "Work it out of my system?" He coughed, trying hard not to choke on his own words.

Sandra nodded while keeping her eyes firmly gazing at his. "Do what feels right, but don't try to get inside me and try to let me know when you're uh... at the point of no return."

Merlin blinked, not one-hundred percent sure she was willing to do this. "Are you sure about this MoAHHH!.." He groaned as he felt her begin to squeeze and rub her thighs around his now pulsing member.

"Of course I'm sure. Now hurry up and do something before I change my mind." She said firmly. Merlin gave in; he had thought about moments like this before, but never in his wildest dreams did he ever think it would happen. Now here he was, with his mother encouraging him to release his sexual lust on her. It wasn't proper sex, but it was about as good as he thought he'd ever get.

Slowly at first but with gathering speed, Merlin began to thrust his shaft between his mother's thighs as she made her own subtle movements to spur him on. Sandra wrapped her arms tightly around her son and whispered words of encouragement to him. She could barely believe she was allowing him to use her that way, but a part of her was curious about him and what he would do.

As he began to make longer thrusts Sandra found herself gasping at a unique sensation; she could feel not one ridge at the tip of his cock, but three! She had never seen his penis as an adult, and she certainly didn't remember it that way when she bathed him as a cub. Sandra wondered if his maturity had brought other changes to him as well.

Sandra found her own excitement rising when after a few minutes of his thrusting at her thighs; his paws began to firmly caress her body. His strong paws managing to hit pleasure spots no-one had previously been able to. He grasped and massaged her firm backside, lovingly rubbed the base of her spine, and tenderly raked her back with his claws. She had never felt like this with a male before; not even the bastard red dragon whom she cared for so much and had gotten her pregnant, then left her, unwilling to support or show interest in the life he had helped create.

As his movements became more natural and affectionate, Merlin felt his mother begin to reciprocate. She clawed lovingly at his back and hair, pressed her heavy bust firmly to his chest, and squeezed her thighs more firmly around his thick pulsing member. They continued for several minutes, their energy and want growing with each thrust and squeeze; suddenly they both stopped and stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. They panted heavily at each other, their heartbeats ringing in their ears, and then their muzzles came together. It was as if a vale had been lifted from between them as they kissed; Sandra could feel his longing for her, and he felt her deep unrepressed love. All the teasing, joking and love they shared as a family suddenly seemed magnified tenfold as they for the first time considered each other not as mother or son, but as lovers.

Their kiss felt like it could last forever, but unwillingly Merlin pulled back as he felt a tightening in his groin. "Mom, I'm... I'm coming!" He groaned. Sandra suddenly pushed Merlin onto his back and released his throbbing cock from between her thighs. Merlin was stunned by her sheer strength but quickly remembered; she was half-dragon too. Sandra sat up and slid down Merlin's body, lightly dragging her claws down his chest and tummy as she did before taking a firm grasp of his massive cock.

"Cum for Mommy Sweetheart." She purred as she lowered her head and as painfully slow as she could, and let his large tip slide into her mouth; each of the ridges of his sensitive flesh brushed against her teeth and inner muzzle as she began to suck on him. No sooner had the final ridge of his tip slipped into her mouth when he released a lustful growl and filled her muzzle with his seed, which she drank down with great haste and not even spilling a drop.

Sandra sat back up after she made sure he was spent and looked him over as best she could in their dim surroundings. Merlin panted and slowly propped himself up on his elbows. "You... You sucked me off." He panted, uncertain if he was making a statement or asking a question.

Sandra nodded and crawled over him, her nipples lightly brushing against his fur. "I didn't want you to make a mess of the only dry sleeping bag Honey." She purred softly and kissed his nose before lying next to him again and resting her paw on his chest. "How do you feel?" She asked after a few moments of nothing but their heavy breathing.

"Good, like some weight just got pulled off of my chest." He said between deep breaths.

Sandra looked a little surprised, but kept her thoughts to herself. "Do you think you'll be able to sleep now Honey?" She asked as she lightly scratched his chest.

He turned his head and looked into her eyes, almost looking for approval to sleep. "I hope so."

With a soft smile Sandra kissed her son's forehead and patted his chest. "Just try Sweetheart." She lay back and took a deep breath before pulling her part of the sleeping bag back over her and closing her eyes. Merlin tried again to get to sleep, but his heart was still racing; he felt a passionate and lust filled energy still pulsing through his veins. He rolled on to his side and tried to ignore it but their scent was heavy in the air and the memory of what had just happened all to fresh to simply forget about.

An hour passed and Sandra's eye's blinked open. She had feigned trying to sleep in an effort to calm Merlin so he might get some rest. She had noticed his scent was getting gradually stronger and his body remained in a state of tension. Merlin had turned away from his mother in the hope that he would not disturb her rest, but as she spoke again his heart skipped a beat; half glad the silence was broken, half afraid of what she might say or do next.

"Sweetheart, are you still having trouble?" Sandra whispered into his ear. He nodded and flattened his ears against his head.

"Sorry I woke you." He said apologetically.

Merlin took a sharp breath as he felt his mother press against his back and gently slid her paw over his waist. "I wasn't sleeping. I was hoping that the quiet would help you relax and get some actual rest."

Merlin placed his paw over hers to stop it before she moved it closer to his member. "Mom please, it'll just make it worse."

"Worse?" She asked curiously. "What's happening to you?" With a quick pull, she freed her paw from his and swiftly moved it to his thick shaft. Sandra froze as she took a hold of him; he felt bigger somehow, like he had grown a little in length and girth; she also became aware of large dimples forming along his length.

"Uh, Mom..." Merlin began. A slight hum was her only response. "This hasn't happened before."

With a very slow motion Sandra began to stroke the length of Merlin's shaft and felt him writhe and twitch as she did so. "I know what's going on." Sandra whispered and relaxed. Merlin whimpered as every stroke sent waves of pleasure through him that he couldn't control. "Seems like you got the best of several worlds in one place." She giggled playfully. "Your Grand-father, my Dad, was a silver dragon. Mom once told me how they had some of the best sex she had ever had, because the more a silver dragon makes love in one day their penis' change shape to help keep their mate aroused. If my guess is right, these bumps are going to become sensitive like your tip and get bigger like fleshy scales."

"But I've been with girls before Mom, this never happened with them." Merlin barked in unease.

"You probably weren't comfortable with them. Mom said it was a special thing that they shared with someone they loved the most." She said and help back a gasp of shock as she realised what she said. She calmed her self then began to speak again. "When your Father got me pregnant, it was a night that tested me to my limits. He had me three times; each time his tip changed shape and he got a little bigger."

"So I'm going to get bigger each time I have sex with someone I care about deeply enough?" Merlin said calmly as he accepted what his mother told him.

"I imagine so." Sandra whispered as she drew her paw to the base of his shaft and gave a firm squeeze. "And down here is your wolf heritage from my Mom's side. You've got a knot, and I can feel it starting to swell."

Merlin paused for a moment "Wait I'm going to shoot again if you keep this up Mom." He whined softly.

Sandra knew full well that he was likely ready to go again but once more her curiosity got the better of her. She lightly dragged her claws up his shaft, tickling as many of the bumps on his cock as possible. Several strokes later, she could feel them taking form. She began to use her paw again and gently gripped his member; as she stroked up and down it felt like he had several layers of fleshy scales teased outward on her up stroke and smoothed together during her down stroke, almost like a layer of feathers. Sandra wondered what it would feel like to have him inside her, to feel the pleasure all of those pseudo-pods would give her as they thrust in and out of her warm mound.

Sandra slowly pulled her paw away and nuzzled his cheek. "Do you want my help again Sweetie?" She purred with a hint of anticipation.

Merlin turned over and faced her. "Please." He begged. "Its torture being this close and not being able to do anything."

Sandra kissed him softly and stroked his cheek. "Alright, same as last time ok. Don't get in me, understand." She said in a soft but firm voice. Merlin nodded in agreement. "And Honey..." She said and locked her eyes to his making sure he was paying attention. "Don't ever tell anyone about what happened here tonight."

Merlin wrapped his arms around her and held her close. "I promise Mom." He said calmly and sincerely. "But can you turn around; I want to try something different." Sandra giggled but rolled over in compliance with his request and draped her tail over his waist.

She opened her thighs and felt Merlin slide his shaft over her thigh; its new shape letting him brush against her already moist slit. Sandra murred at the sensation and closed her legs around his shaft. "Anything else Hun?" She purred softly.

"Just one thing." He said as he slipped an arm over her shoulder and firmly but gently cupped one of her breasts; his other arm slipped over her waist and rubbed her tummy. Sandra sighed and found herself pressing back into his embrace; it had been so long since she had last been held by a lover, she had almost forgotten what it was like to be wanted.

Sandra reached back and stroked his cheek. "No matter what happens Baby, I still love you." She said in a soft, breathy voice.

Merlin hugged her tight and gave her a tender kiss on her neck; a sign of both submission and bonding to her. "I love you too Mom." He growled seductively.

A gentle squeeze of her thighs was all it took to start him off; Merlin began making slow thrusts between his mother's thighs as he got used to the new size, shape and sensitivity of his member. The new flesh-like scales of his member brushed gently along Sandra's moist slit and sensitive inner thighs, exciting her in a way she had never felt before. She squeezed back more firmly than the first time they had tried their lustful act, occasionally trapping him in place, but a firm buck against her and she relented.

Merlin allowed himself to fully enjoy the experience; his paws gliding over his mother's silky smooth, near skin-like scales and brushing through her delicate fur. He let out a low growl letting his mother know his feelings of desire for her. He firmly massaged her breast and teased her nipple as his other paw crept slowly downwards until he brushed his finger tip over her damp citreous. Sandra gasped and begged him to touch her again and again as she reached back and gripped his backside; Merlin indulged her demands. He shuffled slightly moving his member a little further up her thighs as he thrust; every push drew a new part of his member across her now soaking slit while he rubbed, pinched and lightly tapped on her clit.

As the lovers pushed and bucked against each other their tails twitched wildly at every sensitive touch. In a series of strong motions, Merlin rolled his mother onto her front, pinning her under his heavier build. Sandra was in the mood for games and change now; she gripped his length as tight as she could with her thighs and with one paw, began vigorously stroking his sensitive tip, making sure she brushed over all three ridges with her fingers. With a lust filled growl, Merlin sat up behind her and bucked hard against her, as he drew his claws firmly down her back to her perfect rump. "Keep going Mom." He commanded. "It feels great." His praise spurred her on further. Reaching behind herself she grasped the base of her son's shaft and began aggressively massaging his knot as it swelled further in her paw.

A few moments of her unrelenting ministrations made him growl wildly again. He reached down and firmly gripped his mother's breasts and pulled her upright against him. Looking over her shoulder her could see just how large he was against her; he guessed maybe nine or ten inches in length and at least two inches in girth, three at the widest part before his knot began to swell. "How... how's my big boy doing?" Sandra moaned out huskily.

"Almost there." He growled softly in her ear. "Tell me you love this as much as I do." He continued.

Sandra used both of her paws to grip the top of his shaft and pulled it hard against her as she forcefully ground her pussy against it. "I love it... I LOVE IT!" She called out in a wild moan. Merlin firmly teased her nipples making her yip in excitement then growl lustfully and push back against him as his paws aggressively grasped and massaged her breasts.

"I'm close Mom." He moaned in her ear.

Merlin got a sudden shock when she suddenly broke free of his grasp and released his member from between her legs. She moaned softly as she moved forward; his tip tracing its way along her folds. She turned and gently pressed her paws to his chest. "Lie down Baby." She instructed, and he obeyed.

Sandra watched him as he lay prone and she straddled his legs. She leaned down slowly and let her long grey tiger striped hair tickle his exposed flesh for a moment, before she quickly slipped her mouth over his cock, taking as much as she dared in her mouth at once and enjoying the new shapes and textures his member offered. A few swirls of her tongue over his tip got the desired result as he let loose a wild growl. His cum filled her mouth in one massive wave that she barely had time to swallow before a second load filled her mouth again making her cheeks puff out a little. She stayed in the same position for a long moment while she drank down her son's seed; her mouth firmly clamped around him unwilling to let even a single drop escape her.

Sandra carefully opened her mouth and let him slip from her as she sat up slowly and stared down at him, barely making out more than his silhouette. "Feeling better now Baby?" She purred. Judging by his heavy breathing she assumed she had done her job well this time.

"You can put me to bed like that anytime Mom." He panted heavily and passed out soon after. Sandra stayed sitting and gently rubbed his chest before lightly drawing her paw back to his cock. She held it gently which made Merlin twitch a few times as she held him. After a few minutes she felt him start to go flaccid and his length returned to the smooth flesh it had been earlier and slowly receded into his sheath.

A wry smile crossed Sandra's muzzle. "I wonder what you're like after three times Sweetheart." She purred softly to herself. After a few moments she moved to lie at his side and she had no sooner found a comfy spot when her mind began to spin in conflict over what she had just done. She knew she should have known better, she knew she would be treading on broken glass with her relationship with her son. Not that he seemed to mind, he even seemed to want it. Sandra couldn't find any right reason to explain her actions so she decided to sleep on it. After all, she had said one thing that would ring true even after what she had just done; no matter what, she still loved him. She turned to look at him once more and even through the darkness, she was certain there was a happy and contented smile on his muzzle. At least one of them would have a trouble free sleep; she thought.