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Prompt 1: Metroid/Ben 10: Stuck on a ship on a few days travel to Earth, and with little else to do, Samus wants to see all the different kinds of alien dick Ben can summon.
Even in FLT, the trip back to Earth was going to take a few days. Which meant Samus and Ben had time to kill. For the first day, they kept their relationship strictly business. That changed when Samus suggested using the ship’s small gym to spar and work out against each other.
Landing a trio of solid hits that sent him reeling back, Samus followed up with a spinning thrust kick that should have ended the fight. But between her starting the attack and her head coming back around to see him again, the lanky young man she’d been fighting had transformed into a nearly three meter tiger man who took her kick without flinching and launched a claw tipped counter attack that she only barely managed to avoid. Huh. She hadn’t seen that form before. Dancing a few steps back, she brought her arms up in a guard, only to see his eyes shift down from her face to the suddenly slightly cooler area over her chest. She looked down.
She hadn’t avoided the strike entirely. Her sports bra hung open, the center missing entirely. Eyes moving up, she found it still impaled on Ben’s forearm spike. For a moment, he was too surprised by her suddenly exposed breasts to defend himself. She used that momentary opening to launch herself off her back foot and drive a knee into the tiger form’s jaw. He fell backwards and she landed on top of him. Without slowing, she started raining blows down on him, forcing him to focus on defense, but even then, she saw him sneaking peeks between his upraised forearms at her swinging tits. “I give! I give!”
Driving two more punches into his forearms for good measure, she used the last hit to push herself backwards. She’d intended to land on his hips and cross her arms to cover herself. Only to find something else waiting for her. She landed straddling a cock so hard that she could feel it through her gym shorts. Her body reacted without stopping to check in with her brain. Blood still pumping from the sparring match, she shifted to grind against him. It felt good. Fuck it. That was another way to pass the travel time.
Without getting off him, she reached between them to get a grip on the head of his cock. It felt squishier than she’d expected. She looked down. It was long, thick, and covered in row after row of semi hard barbs that flexed when she touched them. Oh yeah. She could work with this.
That was how she discovered each of the forms Ben could take came complete with its own unique genitalia. With three days to kill, Samus set about cataloging all of them.
She had XLR8 in the ship’s small showers after the fight, her hands braced against wall as he fucked her too fast for her to make out the individual thrusts. The speedster’s form offered a pair of forked cocks that were individually shorter and skinnier than most she’d had but that made up for it by twisting together inside her to create a sensation unlike anything she’d felt before. After the stretching she’d gotten trying to fit all of Rath’s cock in before really warming herself up, the smaller size was actually a nice change of pace. Not that she was able to just relax into the sex.
Everything about XLR8 was fast, and that included his climax and recovery rates. Samus had only barely gotten used to the feel of this dick inside her when he came for the first time, shoving himself up against her and groaning as he unloaded all over her ass. Craning her head around, she admired the faintly glowing blue jizz as it slid over her cheeks and dripped to the floor. He was already hard again by the time the fifth drop had hit the tile.
They put that shower through its paces.
The next surprise delight was Diamondhead. The burly form’s actual cock wasn’t particularly incredible, but it was thick and long and, well, hard as a rock. Samus settled herself on it with slow intentionality, ready to take her time after the others they’d tried. Unlike other cocks she’d ridden, this felt more like fucking herself with a toy than something organic. It absorbed heat without growing warm, and there was no give at all in it. When she got the angle wrong and cursed, he asked her what she needed. She told him while she tried to shift her position to get things better lined up. Which was when Diamondhead’s trick came into play. The cock inside her shifted, reforming itself to better match what she’d described, and Samus gasped. It was customizable!
She put him through a dozen different styles, experimenting and playing around until his hips were slick with her juices and her pussy ached pleasantly. He still hadn’t cum though, so she pulled off of him and slid down his body so she could take him into her mouth. He tasted like sour rock candy until she’d licked her own cum off him. Then he just tasted sweet. It took another ten minutes of sucking, but she got him off in the end. Clearly endurance wasn’t Diamondhead’s weak spot.
She couldn't say the same about Wildvine.
She’d been skeptical about the plantman form when he first took it on. And when the rootlike cock it offered had cum in under a minute, she’d grown even more skeptical. But then the fingers on his hands had extended into tentacle-like appendages that’d warped around her body, twisting into a form of organic bondage that’d held her helpless as he lifted her clear of the floor, bringing her hips to his mouth. When his tongue touched her cum coated pussy, something happened that sent a wave of euphoria rolling over her. The plant cock shot narcotic cum. After that, she spent a lot of time with that form.
But not as much time as she spent with Four-Arms.
What could she say, sometimes, bigger simply was better. And continuing a truism Samus had found as she’d explored the galaxy, number of dicks really was correlated to number of arms. Again in the gym, his upper arms holding her in a full nelson while his lower arms supported her trembling legs, Ben gave her both of Four-Arm’s cocks, fucking pussy and ass at the same time in a one man DP that left Samus wishing they had another three weeks in FLT not mere minutess. Body shaking, she let her head fall back against his chest and gave himself over fully to simply being fucked.
In a lift spent fighting, the freedom to simply be used and enjoy it was as intoxicating as any botanical cocktail Wildvine could pump into her. She came again and again, pleasure rolling through her in steady waves as Ben pumped her up and down with the methodical pace of man doing reps, using her as much as she was using him.
When she came, it was enough to set him off too. Planting his legs and widening his stance a little, he held her against him, giving her every inch of Four-Arm’s impressive cocks one last time. When she finished shivering through her climax, Samus sagged in his arms. “I’m gonna miss this.”
“Me too.” Ben said, starting to slowly pull his shrinking cocks out of her. “Best team up ever.”
“Yeah…” Samus shifted, trying to keep him in a moment longer. “You know… I’ve got this bounty on Orion…”
He started to harden again. “Always wanted to see Orion.”
She dropped back onto him. “Excellent. Autopilot, new course.”
Prompt 2: On another of their tropical getaways; Sue and Johnny take snaps of each other in increasingly risqué scenarios. - Photos include - Hot, bikini-girl Sue on the beach, naked Johnny posing in front of waterfall, Sue on her knees worshipping his dick, Johnny in the waters, eating her out. Eventually, setting up and switching the camera to record- they cap off their excursion with a sex video- Sue eagerly riding Johnny until he cums inside her.
Sitting in the passenger seat of the Jeep she and Johnny had rented, Sue swiped through the photos from the day.
The first was of her in a bikini, not the skimpiest one she’d ever worn as the beach was public, but still showing plenty of skin. There were a few pics in this set, the first showing her looking over her shoulder at the camera, smiling as the wind carried her blonde hair away from her. The second was her on the towel she’d set up, back arched and eyes closed, soaking in the sun. The third showed her, legs drawn in, body curled forward so she could reapply sunscreen, and just coincidentally give the camera a fantastic view down her cleavage. The last in the set was her after she’d noticed her ‘mistake’, grinning at the camera while she pulled one bikini cup to the side, her lifted leg blocking the exposed nipple from the rest of the beach.
She grinned and saved that photo to her private collection. The next few photos were pretty normal. She stopped on a photo of her and Johnny at farmers market, juice running down Johnny’s chin. She’d licked that juice clean in front of everybody, enjoying the way anonymity had let her and Johnny have a moment they could never have with people who knew them. Things got spicier further into the roll. A few pictures of Johnny’s bare back as they’d hiked to a waterfall, his sweaty shoulders glistening invitingly. A couple of her in the booty shorts and tank top she’d let him pick out for her as they waited for the other hikers to vacate the waterfall. Then Johnny, standing naked in the falling water. The photo was surprisingly artistic, a particularly thick splash positioned just right to conceal his cock. If she wanted, she could probably have submitted the photo to any number of artistic magazines.
The same could not be said of the next one.
Sue, down on her knees, the tank top she’d been wearing bunched up to form a cushion between her skin and the stone, her mouth just closing around Johnny’s cock head. That’d been risky. A brash and good looking young man skinny dipping in a waterfall they could have excused away if another group of hikers had stumbled on them. That same young man getting a blow job in said waterfall would’ve been remarkably more difficult to explain. But she hadn’t been able to help herself. He’d just looked so delicious right then. And he had been!
Sue ran her tongue over her lips, savoring the memory of his cum on them. That’d marked the turning point for the day. After that, any attempt to be good had gone entirely out the window. The next few pics in her phone showed that clearly. The next was her hand on his cock in the Jeep as they drove to the little bar they’d found the night before. Then a selfie of them in the booth at the bar. That one looked innocent until you noticed her shorts were unbuttoned and his fingers were visibly wet.
Finally she reached her favorite picture of the day. It was another selfie, taken from high enough up that it showed her naked back all the way down to her ass. Johnny was there, half submerged in the pool they’d stopped at the side of the road to take a swim in, his hands on her cheeks and his face buried between her legs. She’d taken half a dozen similar photos, deleting them each until she got just the one she’d wanted. A minute later, she’d cum so hard she was certain that anybody walking the road above the pool had heard. But since nobody came to investigate, she’d figured they’d gotten off free. Then they’d gotten back to the car and the note somebody had left tucked into the windshield wiper.
Sue looked at the note again and laughed. “Happy Honeymoon!”
If only the kind person who’d left it had any idea what was really happening here.
Thinking about it got her horny again.
“Johnny, pull over.”
“But we’ve got that fire dancing show.” Johnny protested. “We don’t wanna miss that. Again.”
Reaching over, she grabbed his dick through his board shorts. “Oh! Okay. Pulling over!”
While he looked for a spot to pull off the highway that offered a little visual cover, Sue put the phone back into the holder the rental car company had included so they could use it for navigation. Flipping the camera around, she made sure it had a view of the driver’s seat. Hmmm.. it wasn’t perfect. But it would have to do. She started peeling out of her shorts.
Johnny found a spot and pulled off the road. She had her seatbelt off before he’d even turned the engine off. Climbing out her seat, she joined him in his. It was a tight fit, but she made it work. “Somebody’s eager.” Johnny snickered, sliding his hands up under bikini top. “Anything special kick this off?”
“Just you.” She kissed him. “Get that big dick out.”
He obliged, opening his shorts and tugging his dick out. It took work. She hadn’t been stroking his ego when she’d called it big, and maneuvering something that size past his shorts and her hips took a little extra time. Sue used that time to pull her bikini bottoms to the side, her hole wet and waiting for him as he finally got himself sorted out. She moaned in sinful delight as she felt his head pushing into her. Settling herself onto him, she started to rock slowly, easing herself deeper every few rolls. She could’ve taken him all at once, but she liked the feel of her pussy stretching to accommodate her brother and she wanted to make it last.
With both of them in the seat, there wasn’t really any place for Johnny to rest his hands comfortably, so he did the obvious thing. He returned them to Sue’s breasts. She grinned and reached up behind herself, untying the strap holding the bikini top tight to her body. He didn’t bother taking it off, just pulled the cups together so they hung between her tits as he massaged them, fingers growing needer as her hips started to move faster. Leaning forward, he sucked on a nipple, earning a delighted gasp from Sue, who twisted to make sure the camera was catching it.
It was. But the angle could be better. She shifted her position. There. Now it was seeing everything. The same could be said for anybody who came around the corner on the highway. It excited her. Leaning away from Johnny, pulling her nipple out of his mouth in the process, she braced against the steering wheel. “Come on, give it to me. Don’t hold back.”
The seat limited Johnny’s options a little, but he still did his best, driving up and into her in short, hard thrusts interspersed with moments where he kept their bodies close, grinding through a few circles before pulling back and restarting the process. It was rough. It was intimate. It was exactly what Sue wanted!
After pouring through the pics of their day of messing around, she was keyed up enough that it didn’t take a lot to get her off, and soon she was moaning her way through the first of what she hoped would be a few climaxes. “Yes! Yes, Johnny, fuck me. Fuck me right her where anybody could see. God your dick feels incredible!”
Johnny’s grin was cocky, a little smug, and more authentically happy than he probably realized. This vacation had already been everything he’d hoped for and more. He didn’t know just what had gotten into Sue, but he knew what was about to. Grabbing her hips, he gave her a few more short, aggressive thrusts then groaned as his own climax sent cum flooding into her pussy. A blaring sound accompanied his moment of release. He’d fucked Sue into the car’s horn. He laughed and she joined him, collapsing forward onto his chest as they both let the moment wash over them.
When she sat back up, she was grinning. “Thanks.” She kissed him then rolled off his lap and back into her own seat. “That should tide me over.”
She didn’t bother fixing her top.
“Tide you over?”
Sue hit the stop button on the phone, ending the recording. “Yeah. Until you can get me back to the hotel to fuck me proper.”
“Oh.” Johnny turned the key again. Looks like they weren’t gonna make that fire dancing show tonight. Somehow, he couldn’t bring himself to be upset about that. “Yes ma’am.”
Prompt 3: Tron: The last thing Sam Flynn expected when he entered the world of the Grid was to kill Clu and be named its new leader. Now he has countless female programs vying for his dick. Much to Quorra’s amusement. (Triple blowjob)
When he’d defeated Clu, Sam Flynn hadn’t been expecting any sort of reward beyond simply being allowed to return to his own world. He certainly hadn’t been expecting this!
The trio of programs who’d escorted him into Clu’s throne room and into Clu’s throne had reminded him of the Sirens who’d prepared him for the games when he first arrived. All three had worn matching outfits of skin tight white, armor plates molded to their bodies in ways that felt more suggestive than completely practical. He’d just been musing over that when that armor started to dissolve off of them, row after row of hexagonal plates glowing a bright blue before retracting into the row beneath them. Before he knew what was happening, all three stood before him, their armor gone and bodysuits retracted to leave their breasts and crotches exposed. He blinked. “Um. What? What’s happening here?”
Moving in unison, they advanced on him in a triangle formation, ignoring his increasingly high pitched questioning. The programs on either side of the triangle each grabbed one of his legs, pulling them apart while the point program dropped to her knees in front of him. She touched his crotch and the same dissolve effect that’d peeled their clothes back from their bodies happened to his suit, exposing his crotch with digital efficiency. Okay! Now he was sure of one thing. These had to be the same programs from the armory.
“Hey! I don’t know what you’re planning, but I was…” The program on his left stepped forward, straddling his leg, and leaned into him, shoving her breasts around his face. The right hand program assisted, one hand on the back of his head, holding him there while her other hand stripped the clothes off his chest with the same efficiency they’d shown when they disposed of his original clothes. Within moments he was topless and she started to kiss her away around his chest.
The middle program wasn’t bothering with any such foreplay though. While her companions prepared him and kept him busy, she wrapped fingers around his cock and started to stroke. Sam might be confused and off balance, but his body hadn’t gotten the memo. It felt fingers on his cock and responded with enthusiastic eagerness, stiffening quickly under her stroking. As soon as he started to respond, she leaned forward and wrapped pale painted lips around his head. Sam gasped, the sound swallowed up by the beasts still pressed around his face. The breasts owner pulled back, and Sam took the opportunity to smile up at her. “Um, hi. I’m Sam. What’s your name?”
He hadn’t expected a response, but to his surprise, she returned the smile, if a little stiffly. “I am Gleam. Thank you.”
“You’re welcome?” Sam looked at her naked breasts again, then at the other two, one of them grinding slowly against his leg, the other steadily working her mouth deep on his cock. “Is that what this is about?”
“Indeed.” Sam started as Quorra’s voice sounded from the door. “You’re a hero now, Sam Flynn. These three are likely just the first of many who will want to show their appreciation.”
Twisting in Clu’s throne, Sam looked over his shoulder to find the ISO strutting towards him. “I didn’t… I didn’t ask for this!”
She laughed. “Nor will you need to. Ever. You defeated Clu. You took Clu’s place. The system needs an administrator. Congratulations.”
As she spoke, Gleam joined the middle program between his legs, her mouth finding space on his cock as well. The third program continued to grind against his leg, and when she saw his eye drift towards her breasts, she lifted them towards his face in offering. Sam blinked, then looked at Quorra again. “So I can just…” He leaned forward and sucked the program’s nipple for a moment. She smiled and leaned into it.
“So it would seem.” Quorra perched herself on a nearby table, elbows resting on her knees, chin in her hands. “They’ll likely do anything you ask.”
Sam pulled his head back. “And you don’t mind?”
Quorra blinked. Slowly. “Why would I mind?”
“Because…” Sam spluttered “Well.. I mean… I just thought…”
“You are funny, Sam Flynn.” Quorra didn’t take her eyes off him. “So focused on me when there are three programs eager for your attention.”
As if to emphasize her point, the two programs on his dick redoubled their efforts, the middle one closing her lips tight around his head and sucking hard while Gleam dropped her mouth to one of his balls. Sam gasped. Quorra smiled. “See?”
Sam tried to find something to say, but faltered as the third program joined the first two between his legs, her mouth enveloping his other ball. He stopped fighting the moment. And as if they’d sensed it, the three programs shifted their attitude, the emotionless efficiency bleeding away by degrees. They started to experiment, getting slightly sloppier but more authentic as they worked, and with a start Sam realized he was starting to recognize different techniques in their approach. When Gleam took a turn on his shaft, sucking hard on the head and running her tongue around it at the same time, Sam recognized it as something his first college girlfriend had done. When the right hand program, a sharp featured woman with hair shorn short, pinned his shaft against his belly with her mouth and licked her way up his shaft from balls to tip he remembered it as something he’d seen in a porno he'd particularly enjoyed.
Behind his back, he felt his data disk processing, broadcasting data to the programs as their actions sparked memories or feelings in him, updating their skills in real time to reflect his own experiences and preferences. On her table, Quorra was watching them all intently, her own eyes alight with something somewhere between wonder and lust. Sam didn’t know what he’d gotten himself into yet, but he was suddenly very interested in finding out where it was going.
Though, in the short term, he knew pretty well.
With three programs working his cock, downloading and adapting their approach based on his own sexual history, he’d never stood a chance of lasting all that long. When he came, it happened in a rush, pleasure and pressure conspiring to send a sudden burst of cum shooting high into the air. For a second it hung there, glowing faintly with its own internal light before dropping back down to splash across the middle program's face. She shivered, and as Sam watched, the glow seeped from his cum into her skin, her eyes flashing for a moment before it faded. The other two pressed close, their lips meeting around his head, giving the next spurt nowhere to go except into their mouths. They shared his cum in a kiss that was straight out of his deepest fantasies.
Sam smiled and settled himself more comfortably in Clu’s chair. He might not have made it out, but suddenly, he didn't mind that fact. He could stand to spend a little more time on the Grid.
Prompt 4: Returning to his quarters in a snow-cavern, New Republic base; Prelan is greeted by the unannounced, but welcome appearance of Leia, Winter and Mara- sitting on his bed, wearing nothing but snow-boots and Wampa-fur wraps. With the room suitably heated, the 3 women sexily and comfortably shed their coverings, strip Prelan and then slip to their knees to give him his welcome home gift- their boots stay on. Happy, playful, sharing blowjob ends with each woman hungrily swallowing a mouthful of Prelan's copious load, before moving to the bed to enjoy even more fun.
According to his mission briefing packet, the Rebellion’s old base on Rhen Var was well positioned to aid in the New Republic’s upcoming campaign against some of the remaining Imperial warlords, which was why Prelan had been dispatched to survey the old base and determine what it would take to get it back up and running. He’d thought there was something off about a commando of his rank being sent on a mission to survey an old base, but orders were orders.
His suspicions had been correct.
The door to the base’s commander’s quarters hissed open and he was hit by a wall of air significantly warmer than the rest of the ice coated ruins he’d explored so far. After the frigid tunnels, it was almost enough to make him sweat on its own. Or maybe that was the three women waiting for him inside.
Leia was the first to step forward, the wampa-fur wrapped around her open in just the right spots to show him what she wasn’t wearing under it, her fur lined snow boots loud on the floor. “Welcome, Commander, we’ve been expecting you.”
On either side of her stood Winter and Mara, both similarly garbed to Leia, Winter’s snowy hair blending as perfectly with her wrap as Mara’s red-gold stood out from her own. The room itself had been comfortably appointed, none of the signs of neglect he’d seen in other parts of the base visible within its well heated confines.
His “mission” had been a set up from the start.
Chuckling to himself, Prelan let his gear bag slide off his shoulder as Leia took his hand and led him deeper into the quarters. He thought she was going to lead him directly to the bed he could see poking around the edge of a screen behind them, but she surprised him by stopping only a few steps inside. She’d simply been leading him back to the other two. In unison, the three of them shrugged out of their wraps, the expensive fur garments falling to the floor to puddle beneath their feet, leaving the three of them bare before him. With Leia in the center, they’d arranged themselves in a gradient of skin tones, with Winter’s pale skin anchoring one end and Mara’s tanned curves on the other. They all shared the same smile though, and Prelan felt his body reacting as much to their expressions as their nakedness.
They gave him a few moments to admire the view before closing in on him, their hands as eager for his body as his eyes had been for theirs. Within seconds they had him out of his heavy parka. While Winter went to work on his tunic and Mara’s hands slid lower, Leia raised herself up on tiptoes to kiss him. He returned it, only breaking it when Winter lifted his tunic up over his head.
Before Leia could return her lips to his, Winter slid into the opening, kissing him less fiercely but no less passionately than the princess had. If he’d expected Mara to step up for her own turn though, he was mistaken. Forgoing his lip, Mara’s mouth instead found the cock she’d just freed from his pants. Not bothering to fight him free of his boots, she’d simply open the fasteners and tugged his underwear down. Now she took advantage of the other two’s activities above her to be the first to wrap her lips around the head of his impressive cock, finishing the process seeing the three of them had started.
She wasn’t alone with it for long though. Using their discarded robes as padding, Winter and Leia dropped to their own knees beside the redhead, all three mouths finding places on his shaft. With a cock his size, there was plenty of room. Mara held her place of prestige at his head for a few seconds before backing off with a soft *pop*. Holding him straight up, she made room for Leia and Winter to join her, all three of them kissing and licking his head at once. It was enough to make his knees a little weak.
And that was just the start. Shifting her position a little, Leia lifted a little higher, posing herself over his tip before spreading her lips and taking the whole head inside. She didn’t go deep, instead sucked hard enough that left a tingling sensation in his head when she passed him over to Winter. Winter’s approach was more delicate than Leia’s, focused on tongue and lip work, easing the pressure Leia had left without reducing the pleasure in the slightest. When she passed him over to Mara, Prelan was starting to breathe harder. Mara’s approach was all about energy. Taking him deeper than either of the others had, she bobbed her head in quick strokes, lips sealed tight and tongue rolling over the underside of his head. She left enough room on his shaft for the other two to work too, Leia taking his balls while Winter licked and stroked the shaft, using Mara’s and her spit like lube.
Prelan let his hands drop to Winter and Mara’s heads, not seeking to influence their paces, but wanting to be even more a part of everything happening. Mara spared him a quick smile and wink as he did, and Leia took the chance to pull him back into her mouth. Mara gave an indignant little laugh and swatted one of Leia’s breasts. Without taking him out of her mouth, Leia slapped the redhead’s ass hard enough the sound cut through the quieter sounds of the triple blowjob. Before Mara could retaliate, Winter leaned around Leia and pulled her into a kiss, derailing her long enough for Leia to pull back off Prelan’s dick. Holding him by the base, she guided him between Winter and Mara’s lips until they were making out with his head again instead of each other. When they finally broke apart entirely, all three of them were grinning.
So was he. With three such beautiful women sharing his cock, how could he not? Prelan had some to this planet expecting a week of hard work in biting cold, only to find himself the center of something hot and steamy. There was still biting, but only lightly, and not on anything they could damage. With the three of them working him over, it wasn’t long before pleasure turned to a pulsing pressure that could only mean one thing.
“Leia,” he groaned. She increased her suction for a moment of brilliantly intense pleasure before sitting back on her heels. Grabbing Winter and Mara by the backs of their necks, she dragged their faces close to hers, all three of them opening their mouths for what was about to come. Holding himself by the base, Prelan finished what they’d started with a pair of quick strokes. The first spurt drew an ivory line across Mara’s jaw, most of it making into her open mouth but more splashing on either side. Shifting he gave Winter the next spurt, getting more of it in her mouth this time with only a small splash overshooting to hit her nose. Leia shifted at the last moment, instinctively adjusting her position to make sure she caught every drop of his next load. He had a few more in the tank, and he splashed it across all three women’s faces, pearly drops decorating them all before he was finished.
Only after the last drop had landed on Mara’s eyebrow did they swallow the first spurts, all three sticking out tongues to prove they’d emptied their mouths.
Without cleaning the other drops from her face, Leia rose and the other two rose with her. Taking his hands, they started towards the bed in the back corner. “A fine performance, commander, but your mission is just getting started.”
Prompt 5: HTTYD: It was Astrid’s turn to tend to the dragons. While that included feeding and bathing, she also takes it upon herself to address their more carnal needs. (Free use, Long prompt)
The door to the dragon stables creaked as Astrid swung it open, announcing her arrival to every beast within. Heads snaked out of stalls, fierce eyes locked on her and tongues flickering out to taste the air. A happy snarl rolled from each, the sound building until it grew strong enough to send shivers down her spine. The first dragon in line, Hookfang, pushed its head forward, nuzzling her hip so hard she had to take a step to keep her balance.
“Woah, not yet. Give a girl a second to get ready.” The dragon continued to nuzzle her as she slid the bolt on the door into place, tongue flickering over her bare thighs, adding to the shivering anticipation running through her. Doing her best to ignore it, she pulled the feed fish out of the bucket she’d brought and turned to start moving down the line. That turn was all the opening the dragon needed to get his muzzle squarely between her legs. She gasped as his tongue slithered over exposed pussy. She’d stopped wearing underwear for her day with the dragons. It never survived the experience. Moving carefully, she approached pens on the other side of the central aisle from her new ‘friend’, tossing fish to the hatchlings inside. Enthusiastic eating sounds soon followed, but by then Astrid was adding sounds of her own, moans rolling from her lips as the older dragon licked her cunt with the same enthusiasm the hatchlings showed devouring the haring.
This was Dragon duty to Astrid. She didn’t know if the other riders took care of the creatures like this on their days, but to her taking care of the beasts that took care of them meant satisfying every need, not simply feeding and washing. Her bucket empty, she returned to the doors, not for more fish, but to slip inside the Monstrous Nightmare’s pen. He was ready for her, rolling up on one side to reveal a cock nearly the length of Astrid’s leg. Nightmares were some of the biggest. Putting her bucket aside, she ran her hands over her thighs, wetting them in the mix of her own juices and the beast's saliva before taking the cock in both hands. It pulsed in her grip, thick precum already starting to leak from the diamond shaped head. Working her hands in time with each other, she started to stroke. The dragon snorted hot air against her clit then dove back in, tongue lapping eagerly at her slit. Astrid worked faster, focusing on the area near its head and adding alternating twists to her hands that earned her a shallow growl. The tongue flicked, slapping her clit and she nearly came right there. She held it together, shifting one hand up to the head itself, smearing the precum around until the growl became a series of chuffing exhalations that meant only one thing. Still working just below the shaft, she grabbed her bucket in the other, lifting it into place to catch most of the sudden spurt of cum that burst from the beast. The part she didn’t catch caught her square across the chest, clinging wetly to her top and shoulder. The dragon’s tongue withdrew then, the beast satisfied even if she wasn’t.
Sighing, Astrid flicked as much of the cum as she could off her hand and into the bucket before scraping more off her chest and shoulder. It would stain if she left it on the fabric too long, so once she’d cleaned as much of it off as she could with her hands, she peeled out of her tunic, stuffing it into one of the water pales to soak. Learning from past experiences, she removed her skirt too, folding it up next to the bucket. The other dragons were starting to keen now, the scent of fresh cum riling them up even more than the smell of her exposed pussy had when she entered the stable. Now the real work started.
For the next few hours, Astrid tended to the dragons, taking care of their feeding, their cleaning, and more often than not, their sexual urges. For Meatlug, that meant scrubbing out his feed trough while the squat dragon mounted her from behind, his squat cock as knobled and bumpy as he was. The pebbly texture made up for the lack of length, and Astrid came before she was halfway through cleaning the trough. Meatlug came a moment later, pulling out of her to pump his load over her thighs and ass.
She didn’t bother cleaning it off before stepping into Barf and Belch’s pen. They took care of that for her, the squabbling heads repeatedly knocking each other out of the way as they fought to lick the mess off her. She let them work, trying not to cum again until she’d finished adding fresh hay to their bedding. It was harder than she’d expected. Knocked away by Barf, Belch’s tongue shifted up to her ass, probing the hole enthusiastically enough that his tongue actually pushed inside a little. Astrid stumbled forward, falling to the hay. That was all the invitation the Hideous Zippleback needed to scurry forward and plunge its forked cock into both her holes. They didn’t last long, a few dozen pumping thrusts and a fresh load was leaking out of Astrid’s holes.
This time she did wash herself off before moving on. She liked to be clean before seeing to Stormfly. Her own personal dragon wasn’t as greedy as the others were. Maybe it was because she was Stormfly’s rider, or maybe it was just how the dragon was, but instead of mounting her, Stormfly used her nose horn to get her off, pushing it inside gently and nodding up and down until Astrid was panting and shuddering her way through back to back climaxes. Once she was sure she’d cum, Stormfly’s tongue came out, licking up the fruits of her labor eagerly.
That just left Toothless. Astrid never admitted it, even to herself, but she’d saved him for last because of all the dragons in the pen, she enjoyed his cock the most. Admitting that would mean admitting she did this for fun and not out of a sense of duty. The Stormfury waited for her patiently, letting her get through all her chores before rolling onto his back to expose his belly, inviting her to climb atop him. She did, guiding him inside herself. She gasped as he filled her and his muzzle fell open in that goofy grin of his. His forpaws came up and Astrid braced against them, letting them take some of her weight as she started to bounce up and down. Taking all of him was a strain, even after the others had loosened her up, and it took her a few strokes to work up to it, letting her own juices coat his shaft until she swore she could feel the swollen head bumping up against her womb. Taking a deep breath, she started moving faster and faster until she was riding him hard, the slap of her ass hitting his scales echoing around the pens and mixing with her moans. The other dragons added their own voices to the noise, growling and hooting, blending together into a wild backdrop that swallowed her sudden scream of pleasure. She didn’t stop, but went faster, giving herself entirely to the mad energy of it all.
When Toothless suddenly rolled and pinned her beneath him, she knew he was close too. “Give to me.” She gasped, still trying to thrust up against him despite his bulk. “Let me have it. Fill me with that dragon cum.”
She didn’t know if he actually understood the words, but they seemed to do the trick anyway. Planting his feet, Toothless drove into her, straining hard in a final burst of energy. He slammed into her and she knew she’d be feeling the impacts for days to come. He also came, pumping thick cum inside her before pulling up and out to shoot more of it across her belly and up to her tits. The cum buzzed a little against her skin, making everywhere it touched tingle, and she came as well, hips bucking as the biggest climax of the day shuddered through her.
This was why she kept volunteering for Dragon duty!
Prompt 6: Continuing their 3way, Hotel-getaway antics; a very giddy and excited Helen, Cass and Tadashi head to the bedroom. Confident Tadashi playfully spanks very-happy & naked Helen and Cass as they eagerly lead him by hand and cock to the bed. Once settled in, things slow down a little as the 3 of them relax into exchanging deep kisses, heavy petting and loving, whispered words, with the 2 women stroking Tadashi's huge dick. Cass meekly asks to go first, to which Helen eagerly agrees; intermittently sharing kisses with Tadashi and getting off watching how much pleasure her friend enjoys as she lovingly rides her studly nephew. Cass gets off for Helen to take her turn, staying beside/behind her friend to fondle and kiss her as their night continues on. (sequel to prompt from here:
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A hand on his dick, Cass yelped and lept a little as Tadashi slapped her ass while she led him towards the bedroom. “Hey I almost tripped.”
“Can you blame him?” Helen snickered. Holding Tadashi’s other hand in one of hers, Helen used her free hand to grab the same cheek Tadashi had just spanked. “Your ass is so cute!”
“Stop teasing me.” Cass blushed, still tugging the two of them towards the bedroom. “I know it’s not as nice as yours.”
“No teasing, babe, this booty is fantastic.” Helen gave Cass another squeeze then let go of both of them and danced forward a few steps to bend over the foot of the bed. She arched her back, lifting her generous rear “But if you don’t like getting spanked, Tadashi’s free to spank me.”
He wasn’t about to say no to that. His hand smacked against one upraised cheek and Helen let out a delighted little cry. “Harder! Don’t be so gentle!”
The next two echoed around the bedroom and Helen’s delight echoed with them. Face even brighter red now, Cass threw herself down next to her friend. “Hey! Don’t leave me out!”
“I thought you didn’t like it?” Tadashi asked, hand poised to strike.
“I was just surprised! That was all. Spank me, Tadashi! I’ve been bad!”
Helen and Tadashi both laughed but he brought his hand down, the slap filling the hotel bedroom followed immediately by Cass’s yelp of pain. “That was too hard!”
“I’ll make it better.” Pushing off the bed, Helen leaned over and kissed the redspot. “Does that help?”
“A little.” Cass demured, then rolled into a sitting position and pulled Helen closer. “But I’d rather have a kiss up here.”
Helen obliged, kissing Cass long and deep.
“What about me?” Tadashi asked. “You forget about me?”
“We could never forget you, honey.” Cass promised, pulling him down to join the two of them for a three way kiss.
“Or him.” Helen added, grabbing Tadashi’s dick. “He deserves a kiss too.” Leaning down, she matched actions to words.
Still kissing Tadashi, Cass’s hand joined Helen’s, both of them stroking away any softness that’d happened in the walk from the couch to the bedroom. It didn’t take long. Breaking the kiss, Cass blushed again as she asked. “Can I go first?”
“So selfish. You have him at home.” Helen argued. “I haven’t gotten to ride this big guy in weeks.”
“I’m not selfish!.” Cass blurted. “You can go first. I mean, you should go first. I insist.”
“Just teasing.” Helen kissed her again then grabbed Tadashi’s arm and pulled. “Get up here young man, your aunt wants a ride on that big dick and you’re keeping her waiting!”
Climbing on the bed, Tadashi rolled on his back so Cass could slide atop him. Still holding his dick, Helen guided the head between Cass’s folds then let her lower herself onto him. Cass’s moan as he filled her was music to her friend. “Naughty girl, moaning on your nephew’s cock. I always knew you were a slut back in school.”
“N-not as much as you.” Cass gasped between moans, starting to bounce on Tadashi’s lap. Even with all her experience, he never felt any smaller. “Y-you were the one who kept bringing boys back to the dorm room.”
“Only because you were so much fun to share them with.” Helen kissed Cass’s neck before leaning down towards Tadashi conspiratorially. “Your aunt was a wild one back in the day.”
Running a hand over Helen’s ass, Tadashi hooked his fingers up over the curve of one cheek to tease her pussy. “Sounds like you both were.”
Helen shifted her hips a little to let him push fully inside while she leaned down to kiss him. “Oh you know it. And we’ve only gotten better with age.”
In his lap, Cass had found her rhythm now, hips rolling in increasingly eager movements as she built towards release. Her hands were on his chest, her eyes half closed in rapturous enjoyment.
“I remember that expression.” Helen purred. “She’s beautiful isn’t she.”
“She is.” Tadashi agreed, running one hand up his aunt’s side to cup one of her bouncing breasts. Cass blushed as much at the words as the touch. He pinched a nipple and she hissed in delight. Her hips moved faster and faster until with a sudden drop, she took as much of him as she could, pushing deep and letting out a protracted moan. Her eyes fluttered back open and she leaned forward a little unsteadily.
“That’s my queue.” Helen smiled. Grabbing Cass’s head in both hands, she kissed her hard before helping her up off Tadashi’s dick. “My turn, babe.”
Cass nodded a little shakily, sliding down the bed to squat between Tadashi’s legs, making room for Helen to take her place, which she did eagerly. Helen didn’t lean forward on him the way Cass had though. Instead, once he was inside, she leaned back, bracing herself against Cass and spreading her legs so Tadashi could see everything that was happening. Smirking a little, she lowered herself until she’d taken all of him in a single slow go. Tadashi’s eyes went and he gasped as he felt her lips touch his base. Nobody’d ever been able to do that before.
“I was saving this for this trip. I’ll be sore tomorrow, but oh is it worth it.” Helen started to move, rolling her hips in a figure eight pattern that kept most of him inside her. He groaned at the slow pace and she smiled. “Don’t worry, I’ll pick up the pace soon. RIght now I just want to feel every inch of this fantastic dick.”
“It is great isn’t it.” Cass purred, her lips close to Helen’s ear. Letting her friend rest against her chest, Cass wrapped hands around her to cup both breasts. “He’s got the best dick I’ve ever had.”
“And that’s saying something.” Helen teased. “But, fuck, I think you might be right!” Her hips started moving faster, raising and falling greater distances with every few rotations. “I can feel him all over. He’s so deep.”
Tadashi could feel it too, his dick squeezed by a pussy that’d swallowed every inch of him without apparent difficulty. “You’re amazing.” He gasped.
“I’m incredible.” Helen agreed. “Now be a good boy and let me focus on cumming all over you.”
With Cass to support her, Helen threw herself into riding his dick, going faster and faster until Tadashi could almost swear he saw her belly stretching whenever she took all of him. It was probably a trick of the light or something. He didn’t have a lot of attention to spare it as pressure started to build in his head. If she kept this up he wasn’t gonna last long.
She came before he did, but only by moments, her pussy clenching tight around him as she dropped her entire weight onto him, riding out a shuddering climax with Cass’s mouth clamped to her neck and her fingers digging into Helen’s breasts. The sight as much as the sudden tightness was too much for Tadashi who unloaded inside her. To his surprise, his release set Helen off again and she shrieked in delight as her hips bucked atop his, a light spray of cum splashing across his belly.
“W-wow…” She blinked at the mess. “I haven’t done that in years.”
Grabbing her hips in his hands, Tadashi shifted her position a little and grinned. “Let’s see if we can do it again then. A lot.”
Cass interrupted whatever else Helen was gonna say with a kiss. The weekend was officially started.