Lessons on Dragon Reproduction -Alternative
Non-Continuity to the Main Story
(Contains: M/F/F, Size Differance, Incest, Vaginal Penatration, Unbirthing?, Light Vore?, scent marking, Cunnlingus, F/F, spitroasting?, cum in pussy, and age-difference.
“So my son, do you wish to begin?”
A small shy nod came from him. “Good, then let’s start with the basics, shall we?”
She turned to her snoring mate and leaned over to give her a small nip to her neck. “Zyn, love… it's time to awake.” She bit on her neck, where her head connected and stirred the larger scarlett dragoness.
A groan left her mouth and her eyes twitched, trying to continue her late slumber. “For what, love?” She croaked. “We have nothing to do today.” A small whine left her, earning a chuckle from Spike. It reminded him a bit like Twilight after a long night reading and then, having something to do in realization on that morning.
“Oh but we do love,” She then leaned down to whisper right into her ear hole, giving small puffs of air to tickle her senses. “Our son is trying to impress a certain female. He needs help with understanding courting and… mating!” She purred the word into her ears, causing her eyes to shoot open and her maroon eyes to fall towards their son, who gulped at the sudden focus of his larger mother. A blink and then realization.
She raised her head and turned to her mate, who had a pleasant grin. “Truely?” She received a nod and turned to Spike. Instead of being ecstatic like her mother, she was more curious than anything. “And… you are fine with us teaching you Spike?”
The teen drake gave an affirmed nod albeit with hesitation. “I don’t think there is anyone else to teach me. I already told my mother that I learned from my pony family but because dragons were so hard to study, they knew so little.”
“And Saphira also tried to teach him but I believe she also went overboard.” She added in with a grin.
Surprise washed over Zynthia as she raised her head to grasp the situation. “You didn’t even listen in on Saphira’s lessons about mating?” She was in disbelief, which confused the little drake more at his mothers’ view on the dragoness. Did he miss something?
“Why is Ember’s mother so… no wait, why are you two infatuated with her? Like is she some sort of expert or something?” He didn’t dare call Ember’s mother a sexual deviant or something but it was hard not to think that one female dragoness could have a rep for something like mating, especially from his own mothers.
“Oh dear Spike, she is one of the few dragoness that during her earlier days with Torch, would go into details on how Torch and her would rut like teenagers!” His mother practically praised out loud.
“And it always made so many of the ‘nesses’ jealous when she spoke out loud about how she would always receive pleasure in return, never left wanting.” Zynthia finished, a small twirl of her tail in the air in exaggeration. She shifted her posture as her attention remained on her son. “Many of us had never heard of dragons doing some of the things that they do!”
“Saphira traveled outside of the lands for most of her first century,” Eliyinsa added, shifting once more where her haunches met her mates and soon, a unique scent started to set in the area. “She would speak about the sights she has seen, the lands she explored and the creatures she has interacted with. But nonetheless, is that she has viewed and studied-” A flick of her tail in excitement, “-how many creatures of many types mated in a variety of ways.”
“Diamond Dogs, Abyssinians, griffins, ponies, sea ponies, and more.” She paused as she realized that she now outloud made Ember’s mother, Saphira, one of the most well respected and well known dragons in the lands, look like a perverted stalker or explorer of the carnal arts… which wouldn’t be to far off from the truth. While her knowledge was grand, it came out wrong to certain ears. “In any case, I presume when she began to talk about it, you were red shaded and tried to hide, even though she continued on.” Another pause from him without a response and she gave her son a cheshire grin. “I bet she even asked if you knew the basics of mating or if you lacked any knowledge of proper technique?”
A blush filled nod left him, almost making him wonder if his mother was reading his mind again… or she knew this dragoness so well that she could already tell what his reaction would be. Regardless, he sighed with his red tinted cheeks. “Yeah,” He grumbled more at the accuracy but relented.
Still, the more the conversation carried out, the more he realized that not only was this lesson turning into something else, the scents of his mothers continued to grow and he shamefully tried to hide the fact that, despite not getting much details from any of them, he was still having vivid visuals of Ember’s mother.
He shifted on his legs, trying not to show his discomfort, yet his mother noticed this way too early on.
“Oh son, have no shame in feeling or thinking about it,” His mother assured him. “Saphira is a beautiful female, no doubt about it.”
“Yes, a very appealing dragoness,” Zynthia purred. “But while she is mated, it goes to show you that there is very little to hide out here. Her very descriptive nature towards mating or sex as many of the younger ones call it, have eluded to mass increase of satisfied lovers. It got to the point where she personally would gather groups of dragonesses, while Torch had groups of dragons, together and they would share their exploits.” She giggled with glee as she remembered quite a few. “And while she was regarded as a sexual deviant at first, many have come to respect that she has more knowledge on the pleasure of a body then most know the full functions of a dragon. Scrolls were even written in her knowledge by the archivist Blacktip, and stored in vaults. Many were copied and even given to those that could read from them.”
Why did this not bother him anymore? Why was talking about all of Ember’s mother’s exploits and knowledge seem all of a sudden… natural now? It was so easy to see that the effects were strong and unhindered to the point where just the tip of his own arousal began to spread his slit and emerge. Not only that, but the scent of his mothers’ arousal was starting to integrate into his nose, with his nostrils flaring and taking in their scent with ease. Was this normal?
“Oh my… son, have we excited you?” His mother teased. Instantly, he saw his shame peeking out and quickly covered up by shoving both of his claws over his privates. His face blushed fully red in embarrassment, while his momma tittered lightly and his mother cooed to him in amusement. “Spike our son, you have nothing to hide. I do apologize for causing your arousal and if you want us to stop, we will.”
It was an honest response to his shame but it felt so naturally weird that he was feeling aroused by his mothers. Now, they were not his birth mothers, but it still didn’t help that he found them as such.
Shaking his head but keeping his claws over his nethers, he gave a gulp and looked up. “I-I-I need to k-know this now, if not I-I might r-r-regret it later.” And to his shame and utter terror, he took in a deep whiff of the two arousing females and felt his pride grow even stronger, to the point where his phallus pushed hard against his claws. He began to shake at this point, even looking down shamefully on to the floor. “I-I-I like the s-s-scent!” He admitted in a low manner, but it was heard by them nonetheless.
Wrapping a large wing around him and shielding him outside of the view of the rest of the cave, only their heads and himself were seen, making it that much more private.
“Will this help?” In truth, the privacy did help a bit more, but the worst part was, that because it was now an enclosed area, their arousal almost overwhelmed him and it felt like a warmer area to begin with. His pride finally reached full mass and he could no longer push down on it hard enough to show that with his increased body size over the year long coma, the rest of him grew as well. Prior to his molt and growth, his phallus was a few centimeters due to his adolescence and when he and Ember had tried to mate, it would have not accomplished much.
A growth on one end and a growth on another end, he was taller than the palm that tried and failed to cover it. It twitched with anticipation and was rigid, not quite throbbing but slowly showing signs of its early stages to begin something. The small barbs that were located on the sides were flared all the way up to his pointed tip. He had a bulbous base that was slightly engorged, where his own claws couldn’t fully wrap around the base with how thick he had gotten.
He relented and fell back from being overwhelmed by his mothers. His body cushioned against his mother’s arm, fully exposed to them and while he knew that there were size differences between them, he still felt inadequate to them being this exposed.
His mothers disagreed.
“My, my...” His momma gave a small coo with amusement. “You certainly have grown my son and, while I am glad that you are still growing, I hope that Ember will appreciate the ‘length’ you will go through to please her.” When she said the word ‘length’ she gave a small puff of air over his body, sending a small shiver to him.
His mother nuzzled the top of his head. “Your mate… mates,” She corrected, “-will truly enjoy this if you know how to use it correctly.” She then lowered her head down his body, where she gave another nuzzle, this time to his lower head. He stiffened upon contact and a soft, uncontrolled shaky sigh left him. She gave a small flick of her tongue on him and he gasped, freezing.
“I-I-Is this n-normal?” he asked, shaken with pleasure but his curiosity and pony raised mind pushed through enough. They both paused.
‘“What’s that?” His mother asked.
He swallowed, their scents strong, his arousal stronger but his mind was still working like crazy trying to understand his situation. “I-Is this r-right for u-us to do?”
While it was a simple one, it was one that they felt would be self explanatory. Yet the question was one they realized was not of fear but of how his viewpoints were slightly skewed by his family’s upbringing.
His momma gave a small hum and looked at his eyes, temporarily ignoring his arousal. “While your ponies have rules and views on the topic, the taboo is not as ridiculed or as ill as they see it. It’s no secret that we partake in the acts, it is not as public due to little or no care from other dragons. Regardless, just like Saphira was willing to teach you without restraint or fear from us, learning something like this only ensures that proper education is given to the young.”
"But son, if we were related in any way, know that you can tell us to stop whenever you want. Families that bond over physical aspects tend to be much more closer. Siblings that mate with each other grow closer, parents who mate with their offspring tend to become smarter and more obedient in teachings. The more the family bonds, the closer we become."
With that said, she leaned in and licked up his whole body as he stiffened and then felt another tongue join in as his other mother also lapped at him. Her's was a bit bigger but the amount of saliva he was now being coated made his absolutely shutter in odd fascination.
Their tongue purposely made a hard pass over his spire, taking it to a point where he has never been assaulted like this before. He almost stumbled back but the wings and arm covering them kept him forward. They both actually pulled him more forward while they pressed against him further.
Gasping, Spike couldn't help but moan out loud. His mother giggled. "Oh, you have an adorable moan, son. I wonder if Ember or Amy will get you to moan like your mothers did!"
Zynythia paused and smugly pronounced, "No other female in his life will ever get him to moan like his mothers can. We will be the only ones that will make you feel like this son. Know that from here on out, if you feel the need to get wet or feel the need of your mothers, don't hesitate to come in and ask."
Zynthia then pulled around and lifted her tail almost immediately, laying on her side to them both. She began to lick at her mate’s vent, legs stretched open in turn. At the sudden inclusion of her large opening into his view, this action had gotten her wet and… he realized with how big she was, he could fit inside her.
That thought seemed to come out loud, for his mother asked, "Do you wish to be buried inside your mother, son?"
"Huh?" He couldn't believe he heard that but seeing Zynthia laying on her side, keeping her legs spread, he was suddenly involved by his mother's maw, gently grasping him.
He yelled, expecting teeth to hurt but both those things meant to hurt him had gently grasped him as now holding him while he was lifted and pushed directly to Zynthia's legs. The overpowering scent of his momma hit him full force and he was so influenced that when he was pressed right at the forefront, he sank in his arms instantly without much hesitation.
Her walls lightly squeezed at the sudden intrusion of his arms, but then she relaxed and allowed her gaping, drenched hole full access to him. The walls caked in secretions and the overwhelming scent flooded his mind. He felt his mother push her tongue on his back forward into her.
He was pushed forward and felt his arms fully sink in, though he then pushed his legs go forward too followed by his tail. Instantly he was coated by her fluids from head to tail, bathing him further and further as he sank in. His spire scraped against her hot walls, edging him as he passed through deeper. Once her tongue forced her up until his head inside, she pulled in close to her son and hotly whispered to him.
"Do you feel it, my son? The need, the want, and the scent of a dragoness's call?" She purred to him. Spike shivered uncontrollably as his momma's hot walls surrounded his whole body and left him with ample space to move, but that would possibly change soon. "When you are with her, you will take on her scent son, marking you as her own. Then when you are in me, I'll make you as mine and then… Ember can claim you as her mate." She lapped at his head once more, coating it with her saliva. "If you need air, just stick out your arms and pull you out."
That was the last he heard as she pushed him further into his momma's hot depths. The feeling was surreal, almost hazy as the darkness wrapped him but the stench and steamy moist walls kept him surrounded with hot flesh. His mouth opened and he began to lap at her walls, all the while his mother dug her own tongue in and lapped around him or with him.
He began to slide his organ up and down, grinding it against the hot walls that encompassed him, keeping his arms above his chest just in case. So far, air was enough for him to get enough despite the overwhelming sex scent that filled most of his nostrils. The very walls around him vibrated as the moans of his momma echoed and shook his frame. While it was loud, it was more drowned out by the squelching and pulsing smacks of her flesh around him.
He was truly and honestly coated with her fluids, covering every inch of his scales and body. Part of his mother's hot saliva mixed in with it but he couldn't tell the difference. He leaned his head up and managed to latch onto her tongue with his mouth, earning a small pause as she pulled him out.
His head popped out from between the lips, taking a deep breath of fresh air. Zynthia clenched her walls to keep him from fully leaving, earning a grunt.
"She has such an amazing way to keep those she want's close, son," His mother tittered with another lap of his head. She then pushed her snout in her vent but kept her mouth open with her tongue lapping at him directly. She was tasting the coating on his head or just licking him directly, but either way, he yanked out both arms and held onto the sharp teeth of his mother.
Sensing the idea, she began to bob her mouth lightly into her mate and use Spike as a toy. Both young dragon and her mate moaned at the new action, with Spike feeling his shaft running up and down the innards of her hole, while Zynthia basked in feeling him dip in and out of her. His spines, wings and tails struck random areas of her sex, with his tail reaching deep within and him wiggling it near the entrance of his room.
To say this was truly an odd sight to behold was an understatement for both mothers having a long standing fantasy of pushing a smaller dragon or form in between their legs for the longest of times. Spike being a willing and intellectual participant helped them achieve without fear or respite. His first encounter with females in this kind of level made this also more enjoyable as they got to not onlysexually exploit their son's first grand experience but expand their own for future endeavors.
A definite must…
Spike felt his air running out again and pulled himself. He took in a deep breath, fighting off the feeling of hot gooey sublime feeling of dragoness juices coating his face. His mother would lap at his face enjoying it and coating him with her own oral fluids.
By then, her own nethers were being massaged by her mate, having already buried her tongue in her own hole and enjoying the taste of her son. Though the secession was coming to a close soon as the feeling of his approaching climax was fast. Another moan left him, causing Eliyinsa to briefly let him drop in on her.
"If you want, you can come inside her son, do it and don’t hold back. Enjoy the moment!" She encouraged him before digging her tongue deep into her mate. The extra effort had the scarlett dragoness twitching madly with gushing excitement. A small twinge of fear worked its way into him at the thought of suffocating inside of his mother's body, but that was diminished rapidly at the nature of such a thought being so raunchy.
Her walls tightened harder around him, not giving him much more room to move, so he grinded himself more and had it point down towards her inner depths. At the moment, Spike knew only physical and mental bliss, then he felt himself leave to a higher plane of existence as the world around him disappeared and he actually felt like he was their hatchling, their natural born son and it felt… HEAVENLY!
His breath left him, he felt lost and blind, not in darkness but in a warmth of something primordial and natural that only few creatures could ever experience with such a state of mind and he was one of them.
The taste of his mother forever branded in his tongue to the point of near numbness.
The bliss around his organ as he felt from within his body ready to release pent up seed.
The haze in his eyes as he could no longer see with all the amount of juices in his vision clouding it.
The feeling of warmth and possible love that covered every inch of his body like never before.
The empty mind filled with nothing but joy and ecstasy that would no doubt be grand.
He got to experience it and in that moment of self awareness of being fully embedded into the hot hole of a dragoness, he allowed it all to let go. He moaned as he almost dug his claws into the tight walls over his mother as he began spurting hot seed down below him and into the deeper depths of this dragoness. He gasped what air he could as he pressed himself hard against her walls and continued to grind hard on her to keep that orgasm going, spewing more seed into her. He painted her walls, smearing it not just on her but his lower legs too with white seed.
He continued to do this for a half a minute, feeling like the highlight of his life was this moment and only the moment of being deep inside of a dragoness.
The moan managed to be heard by his mother outside and had her chortle. “It seems that your son came inside of you, my love,” She gave a few licks. “Perhaps trying to breed his own mother,”
Oh, that seemed to be a tricker word for her, as she moaned herself and suddenly a powerful gush of fluids had Spike almost being ejected at high speed from her depths as the amount released rocketed him out. His mother, prepared for this, opened her mouth and allowed him to almost fly into her tongue. The fluids continued to gush but she focused on her son, as he landed directly on her tongue. Spike was caught, then he felt her jaws close around him, gently sealing him.
His euphoria was still high but he remained conscious enough to know his situation as his mother lapped at his body, including tickling the tip of her tongue on his still but spent organ. She continued to tease him, despite its nearly empty chamber, but she knew that a male could produce a smaller orgasm after. She just had to coax it out of him.
He felt her whole body shift as he was carried over. From the gaps in her teeth, he saw that she was now moving to Zynthia’s front. Once in front, Eliyinsa pressed her maw to mate’s maw and encouraged to open it. She did so and Eliyinsa twisted her head to open her own. The two dragonesses suddenly jaw locked and sealed him in between their mouths and shared between the two, as he was soon assaulted by their tongue, tasting the fluids he was covered in and his own.
Both mothers moaned as they kissed each other with their son in their mouths. They lapped or pushed him into one another, causing a tremendous amount of overwhelming stimulation on him once more, as he was once more inside of a hot hole, but not encapsulated by two dragonesses. He moaned as they assaulted his whole body with their large tongues, bathed in their oral fluids now, but they could control the organs here to such a degree. He was still in a haze, from his orgasm but also trying to recover some of his breath, which was just enough to where suffocation was not a high chance. Yet his heart hammered endlessly as euphoria continued to hit him.
They purposely attacked between his legs, both tongues probing and trying to prolong his spire from retreating within him. They went as far as to lift him out and tackle his own hole, which was an entirely new sensation and one he never experienced before.
Both were enjoying this with him, but also continuing their own pleasure by grinding their slits against one another and continuing the messy spread of their secretions.
Spike by now was already feeling another approaching orgasm by now, a feat he hadn’t achieved before but it was starting to wear on him. He tried to speed up the process but allowed his tail hole to be assaulted with their tongue and even allowed some saliva to slip in, earning a delightful moan from this.
Both mothers made a mental effort to exploit this knowledge later, but could hear his moan at his next orgasm fast approaching. They sped up their own grinding against one another where the squelching echoed loudly in their cave. By now, the evidence would be clear if anyone would come in and witness this site, none of which would be denied by anyone.
Spike gripped one of their teeth and prepared himself as he gave another grunt before he came again in such a short amount of time. He felt both tongue lap against his organ as he came, spilling hot seed on their tongues. Both of which wrestled to get a taste of the drake’s hot load and spread between them. A few seconds later, he was done and he was tired as he panted and laid on one of their tongues.
They opened their mouths and one dipped her head containing him, where he slowly slid out and off her tongue to land on a belly. He continued to pant as the feeling slowed down and he felt fresh air greet him.
He saw he laid on Eliyinsa’s belly and looked up at them where both mothers continued their odd kiss of exchanging fluids. When they separated, a thick glob string of saliva and secretions hung between them that glistened by the light of lava. As this unfolded, he allowed himself to temporarily pass out, wondering how in the Tartarus he would explain any of this to Ember once he met her for their time?