This is set in a ficton in which the first three Spyro games, but none
of the later ones, are canon.  And, sorry to disappoint anyone, but the
H-game Hunter speaks of is, as far as I know, entirely fictional.

----------------

Spyro was passing through Summer Forest one day, on his way from one
world to another during the second game, and saw Elora doing something
unexpected, her hand busy between her legs.

"Hey!  Elora!"

"Oh, h-hi, Spyro..."

"You OK?  Whatcha doin'?"

"Yes, I'm fine.  Just jilling off."

"Jilling off?"

"Yes."  Elora sat up.  "Jilling off.  Wanking.  Masturbating.  It's a
thing grown-ups do sometimes."

"Looks stressful."

Elora smiled happily.  "Sometimes.  But sometimes it's worth doing
anyway."

"Okay.  I gotta run.  Seeya."  Spyro lost interest and dashed off; the
censors cut those few thins from the game.  Elora lay back down and
started rubbing her pussy again.

Before long, Hunter arrived.  "Hey, sexy."

Elora opened her eyes.  "Hey sexy yourself.  Been missing you."

Hunter grinned.  "Missing me enough to be getting a head start, I see."

"Yeah."  She looked at Hunter's crotch, where his growing erection was
beginning to show, and licked her lips.  "C'mere and show me what you
got."

Hunter stepped over to Elora, who sat up and started stroking Hunter's
cock.  "Yeah, this is what I was missing, alright."  She started
licking the head.

"Ohhh, lover.  Keep that up and I'll be giving you something to
drink."

"Been a while?"  She continued stroking his shaft, looking up to talk
to him.

"Last time I came was with you."

"What?  I thought you cheetahs preferred pussy pussy."

"Not many pussies of any species around here, dear.  And it's been even
longer since I've been away from the Dragon Worlds."

"You poor dear.  Let's get you all hard and spurting."  She lowered her
head, sucking his cock into her mouth.

He took her head in his hands and started thrusting, gently.  "Better
stop if you want me to stay hard."

She lifted her head off.  "We have all day.  If you spurt for me now,
that just means we can fuck longer later, once you get hard again.
Now, I want want you to squirt in my mouth."

Hunter laughed.  "I like the way you think, Elora-m'-dear."

She plunged her mouth back onto his shaft, bobbing and sucking while
her hands stroked his shaft.  He groaned deeply and started thrusting
again, his hands on her head.

It wasn't more than another few slices before Hunter's cock spasmed
and spurted, jumping and pulsing in Elora's mouth.  She greedily drank
down his cum, finally just holding his fading erection in her mouth,
licking it tenderly.  His belly jumped intermittently as she licked,
and finally he sat down, leaning aginst a nearby wall.  She kept her
mouth on him the whole way, finally curled up next to him nursing on
his softening shaft.

"Lover, that feels sooo good..."  Hunter closed his eyes and leaned
back, blissing out to the tinglings Elora's talented tongue were
producing.

Many slices later, Elora lifted her head, running her tongue around
her lips.  "That was lovely."  She snuggled up to Hunter, laying her
head on his shoulder, her hand cupping his wilted cock.  His arm drew
her close.

Some time later, Hunter woke to the sound of Elora snoring softly on
his shoulder.  He smiled fondly at her and closed his eyes, dropping
off again.

Finally Elora stirred, waking Hunter in the process.  She kissed him
and squeezed his renewed erection fondly.  "You seem ready for round
two..."

Hunter yaaaaaawned and stretched.  "Wish I could show you the dream I
was having."

"Good one?"

"Let's just say there's a reason I'm hard."

"Ooh, do tell..."

"I was lying down, you were licking my nipple while one of those satyrs
from Fracture Hills was pumping away in you.  On my other side one of
the hula girls from Idol Springs was licking my other nipple while I
diddled her clit.  And straddling me was, what did you say earlier?
Pussy pussy?"

"A warm and female cheetah?"

"A deliciously warm and very unquestionably female cheetah."

"No wonder you woke up hard.  Rawr."

"Rawr indeed.  And I think the hula girl was just about to cum."

"Sorry it didn't last a bit longer, then."

"S'ok!  Because now we can go round two, as you put it."

"Excellent."  Elora shifted, straddling Hunter's lap.  He held his cock
pointing upwards as she lowered herself slowly onto it.  As she sank
onto his erection, he took her nipple in his mouth.  She moaned, soft
and low.  "Ohhhhh yes, that's what I've been wanting...."

----------------

Next game, Spyro returned from the Sunrise Spring lake to the beginning
of the level, to find Hunter sitting on a ledge stroking his cock
slowly.

"Heya, Hunter."

"Oh, hi, Spyro."  Hunter looked up, still holding his erection.

"You...whassa word?  Mabbursating?  No, mattersbating?"

"Masturbating?"

"Yeah, that."

Hunter glanced down at his cock.  "Yeah.  Where'd you hear about that?"

"Oh, last game, I saw Elora doing something odd, that's what she called
it.  Looked different, though."

"Yeah, she's female and I'm male."

"Is that why it looked different when you do it?  I figured it was
'cause you're a cheetah and she's a faun."

"Nope.  A she-cheetah doing it would look more like Elora.  Is it not
something dragons do?"

"Dunno, maybe grown-up dragons do.  Elora said it was a grown-up
thing."

"It is.  Most of sex is."

"Sex?"

Hunter smiled.  "Sex is...well, it's complicated."

Spyro looked miffed.  "So you don't wanna tell me?"

"I...Huh?"

"When a grown-up tells me something is complicated, it usually means
they don't wanna tell me."

"Oh.  No, I really do mean it's complicated.  I dunno how it works with
dragons, but with mammals, like cheetahs and rabbits, there are two
kinds of each species.  Two kinds of cheetahs, two kinds of sheep, two
kinds of rabbits, two kinds of wolves, etc.  Male and female."

"Okay."

"And to make kids, you need one of each sort.  They do a thing and,
often, then the female has babies."

"When I was learning to talk, I asked what male and female meant and I
was told the female lays eggs.  Is that what making babies is like for,
what'd you say, mammies?"

"Mammals.  Yes, dragons lay eggs, mammals have babies."

"And sex?"

"Sex is the thing the male and female do in order for her to have
babies."

"And what's this got to do with massurtaybing?"

"Masturbating.  Well, y'see, for grown-ups, sex feels really good.  So
we sometimes...well, take cheetahs.  If a female cheetah and I were to
have sex, I'd put my cock" - he patted his erection - "into her cunny
and it would feel really really good for both of us.  Since there's
nobody female around, I stroke myself" - he suited the action to the
words - "and it feels a little like being inside her."

"What's it feel like?"

Hunter tilted his head to the side thoughtfully.  "I can't really
describe it to anyone who hasn't felt it.  It's like trying to describe
purple to someone blind."

"Just curious."

"I dunno how it works for dragons.  I know I was curious about it when
I was a kitten, but now?  I see what people meant when they told me
they couldn't describe it."

"Maybe I should ask one of the grown-up dragons."

"Maybe.  I dunno if dragons talk about it.  I know humans really don't
like to talk about sex.  Us cheetahs aren't so reluctant.  I guess
fauns aren't either."

"Well, Elora wasn't."  Spyro shifted from foot to foot for a moment.
"Is it OK for me to watch?"

"Sure."  Hunter went back to stroking his erection.  Eventually he
came, spurting over his hand and onto the ground in front of him.

Spyro jumped.  "Whoa.  What's that?"

"Oh, this?"  Hunter ran a finger through his cum on the ground.

"Yeah."

"Making babies needs something from each parent.  That is the thing
from the male.  If that had been inside a she-cheetah, it could have
gotten her pregnant."

"Pregnant?"

"Babies growing inside her."

Spyro sniffed.  "Smells funny."

Hunter raised his hand to his nose and sniffed.  "Guess I'm used to
it."

Spyro looked back up.  "Neat.  Thanks."  He ran off.

Hunter looked after him.  "Good kid, that."

A voice called from across the way, a voice with an Aussie accent.
"Hey, there!  Nice show!"

Hunter looked over to see the kangaroo in the cage and grinned.  "You
like watching?"

"'S about all I can do, caged up like this."  (Moneybags was nowhere to
be seen.)

"I think I can reach between the bars, if I could help."

"Oh, wouldja?  Us 'roos can't even reach our bits, and there's nothin'
in here I been able to get off on."

"That's awful."  Hunter reached an arm between the bars.  "I don't know
'roos, tell me where to touch?"  He started to reach out.

"Hang on a mo'..."  She lay down and squirmed around, presenting her
underside to the cage bars.

Hunter reached between the bars and started feeling around the fur.

"No, further back..."  Hunter moved.  "No, more...oy, yes, there!"

Hunter's fingers slid in.  "Like this?"

"Oh, mate, that's so good."

Hunter slid his other hand between the cage bars and starting using
both of them.

"That's, oh god, I'm gonna..."  Sheila shivered and screamed, creaming
on Hunter's fingers.

"Been a while, has it?"

"Oh, you don't know the half of it.  I don't know when I last even so
much as _saw_ a 'roo, and it's been an _age_ I been in this cage with
nothin' in here to get off on."

Hunter was still fingering and pumping.  "You wanna cum again?"

"Fuck yeah."

Hunter kept playing with Sheila's pussy, adding fingers until finally
his whole hand slipped into her.  She moaned.  "Yes, fuck, do that
more."

Hunter pulled and pushed, sliding his hand inside her.

"Rub my clit too?"

"Wherezat?"  His other hand explored.

"Little more...no, the other way..."  He brushed something and she said
"That!!"

He found something firm, like nothing so much as a tiny cock.  He
surrounded it with three fingers and started pumping slowly.  "This?"

Sheila's cunt clenched sharply around his hand as he started pumping,
spasming repeatedly, oozing juices all over Hunter's hand.  Sheila was
moaning and panting.  "Oh...oh!  Oh!  OH!!"  She shrieked, clenching
even harder on Hunter's hand, until, mid-shriek, her legs flailed.

Kangaroo legs.

The cage bars held.  Sheila shot across the cage on her side, pulling
Hunter up against the bars and then pulling off his hand.

Hunter winced, colliding with the cage.  "Ow!"

Sheila shivered and her gaze refocused on Hunter.  "Oh, mate, sorry.
You a'right?"

"S'ok!  Minor bruising at worst."

"That was so good.  You around much?"  She struggled upright.

"I can make a point of being.  You want..repeat treatments?"

"Love 'em.  Though I need to avoid kicking the cage like that; for all
that this grass is soft, I think my fur is a little torn.  But what
about you?"

"What _about_ me?"

"Well, doing that seems to have got you stiff again."

Hunter reached down to his crotch.  "So it did.  You want to watch
another show?"

"If you like, but I was actually thinking of something a little more,
um, involved."

"Involved?  Involving, say, you right up against the cage bars?"

"You got it!"

"I'm up for that."  Hunter backed away from the cage and stood up.
"Show me what you have in mind?"

Sheila approached the cage side.  "You look too small to fit well in my
quim, but perhaps my mouth would feel good?"  She leaned down until her
mouth was at Hunter's crotch level.

"You have a point; my whole hand fit in you."  Hunter stepped forward,
presenting his cock to Sheila's attention.  She started licking and
sucking.  Hunter groaned.  "You're talented."

She paused long enough to say, "Thank ye, mate.", immediately returning
to sucking on Hunter's shaft.

Hunter held the cage bars and groaned.  Sheila sucked and licked.  Many
slices later, Hunter finally came, spurting into Sheila's mouth.

Sheila finally raised her mouth, licking her lips.  "I'm glad I could
make you feel good too, after how hard you made me cum."

"Good doesn't half cover it.  Don't think my cock's been so happy since
back when it was last in cheetah pussy."

A gasp from the side drew their attention.  Moneybags was watching,
stroking his erection vigorously.  Sheila snorted.  "Don't get any
ideas, creep."

Hunter, watching Moneybags, said over his shoulder to Sheila, "Creep?
What's with him?"

"Oh, he's the gaoler keeping me locked up here."

"Oh, he is, is he?"  Hunter advanced on Moneybags menacingly and the
bear made himself scarce with astonishing - for him - speed.

Sheila added, "I think he's just doing it for the gems, but I don't
really care exactly why."

"Me neither."  Hunter inspected the lock on the cage, but got nowhere
with it.

----------------

Much later in the game, while Spyro was off trying to clear out the
Haunted Tomb, Tara, from Desert Ruins, was wandering through Midnight
Mountain and heard voices.  The first voice she could make out was
Bentley's.

"...told me."

"Well, he _is_ pretty young."  That _had_ to be Bianca.

"Exactly.  He lost interest pretty fast."

"I sure wouldn't lose interest if I saw Hunter wanking!"

Wanking?  Tara veered towards the voices, staying concealed.

A third voice spoke up - Agent 9's.  "I dunno, I think I'd rather see
what's-her-name, one of those from that subgame in Spooky Swamp."

Bianca laughed.  "I'm not interesting enough?"

Agent 9 said, "Bianca m'dear, you're awesome, but at three to one we
need more chicks in this little party."

Bentley rumbled, "How about the one from, what is it, Desert Ruins?"

Agent 9 and Bianca spoke at the same time, but Agent 9 just said
"Yeah!" whereas Bianca spoke at more length.  "I don't know _how_ often
I've diddled myself thinking about her."

Bentley said, "Me too.  In fact..."

Agent 9 said, "I think I'll join you."

Bianca said, "What a sight...I think..."

Tara crept forward until she could, just barely, see the three talking.
It was dark enough there was little chance any of them could see her
even if they looked her way.

Agent 9 and Bianca were naked (so was Bentley, but then, he always was,
unless you counted his fur).  All three of them appeared to be
masturbating.  The sight shot straight to Tara's crotch and she found
herself shrinking back into the shadows.

What the hell, she decided.  She stripped, figuring that if all three
of them felt like that about her, the sight of her naked probably would
not be unwelcome.

The naked Tara then ambled up to the three of them, saying as she came
into view, "You were looking for me?"

Agent 9 saw her first; the others turned to look at her.  Bianca said,
"You...how long you been listening to us?"

Tara started rubbing her crotch gently.  "Long enough."

Bentley said, "In view of your reaction, I take I am correct in
inferring that you are not without interest"?

Tara stepped over to stand between Agent 9 and Bentley, kneeling
forward to take Bentley's cock in her hands.  He groaned, "Oh..."

Agent 9 said, "What a view!"

Tara had chosen her position to give him that view.  "Don't just
_look_..."

Bianca and Agent 9 both moved closer.  Bianca started stroking Tara's
bounteous tits; Agent 9 started fingering her pussy.  Bianca said, "Do
you want to join us more often, or is this a one-time thing?"

Tara said, "Fuck yeah I want to join you.  I'd've never accepted the
position with this game if I'd known I'd be so sex-starved."

Bentley said, "Well, it _is_ designed as a game for children."

"Oh, yes, I wasn't expecting sex on-screen, especially with the
protagonist we have.  But not getting any at all has been a strain."

"I thought you had a boyfriend in Desert Ruins?"

"In character, yeah, but in character, well, it's a kids' game.  And
out of character, he's, well, let's just say it wouldn't surprise me if
he were an ace; I've --"

"Ace?"

"Asexual.  I've been coming on to him stronger and stronger and he's
either uninterested or spectacularly oblivious."

Agent 9 said, "Well, _we_ aren't uninterested!"

"So I see.  And I'm glad you males are hung on my scale."  She lowered
her mouth onto Bentley's cock, starting to lick and suck him.

Bianca said, "That looks fun.  Agent 9?"

Agent 9 looked up and Bianca leaned over, starting to suck him too.

Some slices later Tara said, "Okay, this is fun, but I really want you
inside me."  She straddled Bentley and started lowering herself onto
his cock.

Bentley said, "Technically, I _was_ inside you."

"Pedant.  Inside me properly."  She sank fully down onto him and sighed
happily.  "That's better...."

Bianca lay back and spread her legs for Agent 9, who lost no time
accepting the invitation, plunging into her quoint with a monkey's
singlemindedness.

A few slices later, Agent 9 shrieked and chittered as he came into
Bianca.  Withdrawing, he curled up between her thighs, licking out of
her what he had just spurted into her.

Tara had been sitting quietly in Bentley's lap, both of them enjoying
the feeling of his cock filling her cunt from their respective points
of view.  She shivered as a little frisson ran through her, and
murmured so quietly even Bentley had trouble hearing her, "I'm really
liking this..."

Bentley rumbled, "It _is_ nice."

Agent 9 looked over at them.  "You two!  Not much to watch!"

Bentley looked past Tara and told Agent 9, "We are not engaging in this
activity for the sake of exhibitionism."

"What?"

Bianca translated, "Not doing it to give anyone a show."

Tara added, "Doing it for us."  She shivered again.  "Ohh, Bentley,
just feeling you in me is turning me on more and more.  It'll take a
while, but I think I'll cum like this."

"I concur.  This is exquisite."

A delicious 50 or 60 slices later, Tara quivered with a small orgasm.
Bentley grunted softly as it made her cunny squeeze his cock.  A few
slices later, it happened again.  Tara gradually started panting.  It
took another five slices or so of slowly building pleasure, but Tara
finally built to a really big orgasm, screaming, her pussy rippling
around Bentley so hard he came too, squirting and pulsing inside her,
reinforcing her orgasm.  She finally collapsed in Bentley's arms.

Some slices later, Tara said, "Oh, Bentley.  It was almost worth a
month without getting any just to feel that."

Bentley rumbled something indistinct, stroking Tara's hair and back
tenderly.

Agent 9 said, his voice unusually subdued, "I was wrong.  That was
worth seeing."

Bentley's erection eventually shrank enough to slip out of Tara.  She
sat up.  "I hope this won't be the last time for us."

He rumbled, "Not if I have the choosing of it, it won't be."

----------------

Many simals later, Hunter and Spyro chanced to meet.

"Hunter!  How long has it been?"

"Too!"

"Two wh...heh.  Yes indeed!"

"Listen, Spyro, you gotta be anywhere?  I'd like to catch up properly."

"I...hm, no, I have nothing better to do than yak with you."

"Where to?"

"How about Midday Gardens?"

"Lead on!"

They made their way to Midday Gardens and ensconced themselves in the
alcove near the speedway portal - the one about midway between the
Bamboo Terrace portal and the Sparx level sign.

"So, Hunter, how've you been?"

"Life's been pretty good.  Bounced around a bit, doing this and that.
Between gigs right now.  Yourself?"

"Settled down in the Dragon Worlds.  I'm finding myself mostly doing
cabinetry these days.  Nobody seems to want a no-longer-child
child actor."

"Oh, man, that reminds me..."

"...of?"

"Remember that time you found me jerking off?"

"Not reall...oh, wait.  Sunrise Spring?  Near the beginning of the
level?"

"Yup!"

Spyro laughed.  "I was pretty clueless.  To be fair, I was young enough
it wasn't unreasonable."

"No, not at all unreasonable.  Glad you didn't come back too soon when
you ran off, though."

"Oh?"

"That was before you freed Sheila, right near her cage..."

Spyro's paw covered his mouth in a mix of embarrassment and amusement.
"Oh dear.  She was watching?"

"She was."

"I hope she wasn't too upset."

"No, upset is not the word.  Turned on is more like it."

"Ooh, heh.  Before I paid what's-his-face, that bear, to free her?"

"Moneybags.  Yes, still in the cage."

"Poor her."

"Not entirely."  Hunter smiled broadly.

"Oh!  You and she had some fun?"

"We did.  That's why I said 'twas just as well you didn't come back too
soon; you would have seen something you...weren't really ready for."

Spyro laughed.  "No, I wouldn't've been, then."

"You freed her before we got together again; she and I had plenty of
fun in her home level after she cleared it out."

"She was as liberal as you about sex?"

"Pretty much.  And you also missed something the game before, too."

"Missed something?"

"D'you recall finding Elora diddling herself?"

"Rrr.  Faintly.  But if you know about that..."

"Well, you mentioned it to me when you found me wanking, but yes, Elora
told me about it."  He flashed a grin.  "After she and I had a good
fuck.  I got there just slices after you left."

Spyro grinned.  "I can just imagine you between her legs...."

"Or, often as not, she on top of me."

"Oh, now thinking of you two is turning me on."

"Wanna play a bit?  Wait, how..compatible are dragons?"

"Oh, provided you don't mind the reptilian appearance...and, of course,
depending on the dragon's size.  A few other hazards; I'll warn you if
any of them matter."

"So, you interested?"

"Sure, if you are."  Spyro rolled over to rest his head on Hunter's
thigh, his tongue starting to tease Hunter's sheath.

"Hang on a sec.  You interested in the concave as well as the convex?"

"Concave as...oh, yes, I am by no means male-only."

"I'm still in touch with some of our..female colleagues..from the days
we shared, and a few have expressed regrets you weren't a bit older
back then."

"Oh my."  Spyro rolled onto his back.  "Glad I'm still on your scale."

Hunter flashed a grin.  "Me too.  Here goes."  He picked up his phone
and used it.

"Hey, it's me."
"Yup!  Indeed."
"Well, actually, this time I had something else to suggest."
"Remember, simals ago, making those games with Spyro?"
"The little purple dragon."
"Right."
"Remember how you wished he were older?  Well, now he is."
"Yes!"
"Right you are."
"You know the way to Midday Gardens?"
"No, the next one."
"If you have trouble, give me a call and we can meet in Summer Forest
 or some such."
"Across the bridge, right to a few steps up, up the steps at the back,
 and left until just past the speedway portal."
"Looking forward to it!"

Hunter hung up.  "She's interested for sure."

Spyro smiled broadly.  "On her way, from the sound of it."

"Yup."

"Elora, I'd guess."

"Yes.  How'd you know?"

"Sounded as though she was from game 2, and Elora's the only one who
comes to mind as plausible."

Hunter flashed a grin and said, "Now for Bianca."  He used his phone.

"Hey, sexy."
"Yes and no."
"Well, d'you remember, simals back, we were supporting cast in a game
with a young purple dragon as a..."
"Yup!"
Hunter listened for an unusually long time.
"You nailed it, right down the line."
"Midday Gardens."
"Alcove right near the speedway entrance."
"Righto!"

Hunter hung up.  "She's sharp.  You heard how few hints I gave her and
_she_ told _me_ that I'd met you and you were, how did she put it, `all
grown up and ready to prove it'."

They lay there, Spyro idly licking Hunter's sheath and cock, the
cheetah equally idly petting the dragon's erection.  In a few slices,
Hunter's phone rang.  He answered.

"Hello."
"Hey!  Yes."
"Ha!  Absolutely."
"Sure."
"Yup, as she said."
"Cool."

He hung up.  "That was Bentley.  Apparently Bianca is pulling together
everyone she can to turn this into an orgy like the ones we had back
then, only with you in it."

"Goodness.  I missed a lot when we were making those games, didn't I?"

Hunter chuckled.  "You could say that.  But, given how old you weren't,
I suppose in another sense there wasn't much to miss, for you."

"Fair enough."

"Though after all the backstage action, my next gig was a fan-made
H-game followon to your games.  Without you, of course, since you were
still too young."

"Oh, bet that must have been fun."

"It was.  We even got a few crossover visits, characters from other
games."

"Like?"

"Lessee..."  Hunter started counting on his fingers.  "There were four
characters from, um, I think it was one of the Final Fantasy games.
Then there was a chick - human - who dressed as if she belonged in the
H-game, lots of skin with tits out to *there* and heavy on the jiggle.
Two who looked very cyberpunk, so much so I'm not sure of their
species, not at the same time and I think they came from different
games.  Lovely and wet and fuckable, though.  A trio of human males who
never wore anything, even off-duty.  Nice cocks they had.  Probably a
few I'm forgetting.  Oh yeah, and Angela."  Hunter grinned lustfully.
"Babeee, is she ever hot."

"I daresay they--"  Spyro was interrupted by someone climbing up into
the alcove.  "Elora!  Long time!"  He stood and held out both `arms'
for a hug.

Elora accepted the hug, hugging right back.  "Been too long.
Especially now that, as Hunter put it, you're older."  She shifted her
hips, rubbing Spyro's erection between their bodies.

Spyro giggled.  "Now that I've got some clue what I was looking at that
day in Summer Forest?"

"Exactly!"  She gave Spyro's cock a quick squeeze, then sat back
against the wall next to Hunter and started petting her pussy.  "I
often wished, back when we were making those games, that you were old
enough to be interested in sex."

"Ooh, that looks very inviting."  Spyro's erection twitched.

Hunter said, "It does indeed..." and started stroking his cock gently.

Spyro said, "Elora, you don't look older at all.  Is my memory playing
tricks on me?"

"No, Spyro; we are a very long-lived race.  Barring accidents and the
like, I expect to outlive you by at least a factor of five or ten."

"Outlive a dragon by five or ten?  That _is_ long-lived."  Spyro leaned
forward and his tongue snaked out, licking Elora's pussy.

"Ooh, yes, Spyro!  What's...what's more, we're a very randy race.  Our
low fertility is the only reason the place isn't awash in satyrs and
fauns."

"We may not..."

A familar - well, familiar to two of them - voice from outside broke
in.  "There it is!"

Everyone looked out.  Three figures were approaching: Bentley, Bianca,
and Tara.  Tara started climbing to the alcove, Bentley right behind
her; Bentley looked up and said, "Beautiful view.", making Tara giggle
and wiggle her butt as she climbed up into the alcove.  Bianca clapped
her hands and floated up.  Tara started shucking her clothes as soon as
she was in the alcove; Bianca spun around once and was naked when she
stopped.  (Bentley, of course, continued to wear the same fur he always
wore.)

Spyro rolled over onto his back, his erection now fully visible.  Tara
reached out and took it in her hands.  "As lovely as I'd imagined."

Bianca kissed Hunter, the kiss developing into full tongue action.  She
managed to murmur in between, "How's my bestest booty-cat?"

Hunter just growled in answer, sounding like a low-pitched purr, and
started thrusting his hips at Bianca.

Bentley picked up Elora gently in one of his huge hands.  "Should I
know you?"

Elora said, "Elora.  I was in a game with Spyro.  And you?"

Bentley rumbled, "Bentley.  I was also, though apparently not the same
as the one you participated in."

"I think I may have had a tiny part, my memory's a bit fuzzy."

Spyro said, "When I was just a kid, making that game, I happened upon
Elora jilling off.  Had no clue, of course."

Elora said, "And I thought it was a pity he was too young to be
interested in the backstage sex."

Hunter added, "Then, next game, he - oh, Bianca! - he happened upon me
having a wank.  Curious, of course, but lost interest fast."

Bentley said, "Then I shall make sure to accord you the respect any
friend and colleague of my good friends Hunter and Spyro deserves.  And
endeavour to give you the corresponding pleasure."  He lifted Elora,
cupping her in both hands, until he could apply his tongue to her
crotch.  She sighed happily and splayed her legs wide.

Spyro said, "Now, of course, I'm ready to join in the fun."

Tara said, "So I can tell!"  She ran her hands up and down Spyro's
shaft.  "It's like the cocks I'm used to, only harder.  Almost as stiff
as some of my dildos."

Spyro said, "It stays hard a long time, too.  Two dragons mating can
take a full day."

Tara shivered.  "And warm, too.  Like a dildo only better."

"Dragons are warm-blooded, and we normally run a good deal hotter than
most species."

She snuggled up to him.  "So that's why you're so warm too.  I think
we'll have to do this a lot more."

Spyro said, "Yesssss...."  His voice trailed off as she started sucking
on him.

Elora had been moaning, getting gradually noisier, and finally
screamed, coming on Bentley's tongue, her legs wrapped around his head.
He said, "My thanks for being able to give you that pleasure."

Elora panted, "_My_ thanks!"

Bentley looked over at Spyro and Tara.  "Might I be permitted to
involve myself?"

They both looked up.  Spyro said, "Of course!" just as Tara said "Silly
yeti!  Certainly!"

Bentley held Elora in one arm and sat on the other side of Spyro.
Elora wriggled out of the arm and applied her mouth to Bentley's
erection.  Bentley rumbled happily and stroked one finger along Spyro's
cock.  "I see what you mean, Tara.  Warm and very hard."

Tara's hand slid down from Spyro's cock.  "Do dragons like assplay?  Do
dragons even have assholes like mammals'?"

Spyro said distractedly, "Well, there are..differences..but, yes, we
enjoy assplay, much like mammals."

Tara's fingers found something and Spyro's cock jumped as he said,
"That's it!"

Tara started sucking on Spyro, her finger probing his ass.

Elora pulled off Bentley and pushed on his chest.  "Lie back, I wanna
fuck you."

He smiled and lay back, spreading his legs wide.  She squatted over his
hips, reaching down to hold his cock upright and lowering herself onto
it.  "Ohhh.  I'm glad your dick is faun-scale."

"So...oh, yes...so am I."

Bianca had been straddling Hunter's lap, his cock buried in her.  He
finally groaned, "...fuck *yes*...", cumming in her.  She stayed still
on him until his eyes opened and he smiled at her.

Bianca said, "Elora..."

Elora paused her lifting and lowering herself on Bentley and turned.
"Yes?"

Bianca said, "I know Tara would be up for this, but I don't know you
that well.  There are three males here; how about we each in turn take
on all three of them at once?"

"At once?"

"Mouth, cunt, and ass."

Elora shivered.  "Done that only twice, but I'd love a third time.
Especially with these three."

Bianca said, "Spyro, you interested?  I know Hunter and Bentley well
enough to know they are."

"Sure, I'm game.  Who's first?"

Bianca looked at Elora and Tara.  "Elora?  The new girl?"

Elora giggled.  "I'm probably older than all the rest of you put
together.  Even including Spyro."

"But you're new to the group...and you _look_ young."

"Oh, I'm not objecting.  And I am young for my kind.  Youngish.  I
haven't yet hit the two-thousand-simal point.  You look like a
furry-style biped; I don't know your lifespan.  But in human terms, I'd
be maybe twenty or twenty-two or thereabouts."

Hunter laughed.  "Youngish.  Under two millennia."

"I _said_ long-lived."

"You did."  Hunter shifted his gaze.  "Bianca?"

She looked at him inquiringly.

"Could you do that--"

She made a complicated gesture with one hand.

"--ah, thank you."

Spyro said, "What was that?"

Bianca said, "You familiar with the refractory period?  Do dragons have
that?"

"We do, but it's rarely an issue, because by most other species'
standards it takes us a *long* time to cum."

"Well, in the little group we had back in the day, we found it
annoying.  So I developed a spell to cut it short."

"So the guys could get hard right away again?"

"Exactly.  That's what I just did for Hunter."

Indeed, Hunter's cock was ready to go again.

Spyro said, "Interesting vesh."  Bianca looked about to say something,
but Spyro turned to Elora and continued, "Elora?  Do you have a
preference who gets which hole?"

Elora giggled.  "If I had to pick?"  She looked at the three males.
"Spyro, you said it takes you a long time to cum?"

"Yes.  Well, by most other species' standards.  A day or so, usually.
I'm finding this erotic enough it might be less for me, especially
since it's been a while since I came.  Still likely to take quite a
while, if it happens at all."

Elora shivered.  "I want that in my pussy.  I think the easiest way
would be for you, Spyro, to lie down and for me to straddle you, Hunter
behind me, and Bentley for me to suck on."

Spyro lay back.  Elora raised herself off Bentley and moved to straddle
Spyro as Bentley and Hunter shifted into the positions she outlined.

Tara watched the four of them arrange themselves and said, "Spyro, if
you can stay hard for a day and like it, I think you're going to be
popular in our little group."

Bianca said, "Very popular, based on how often that spell of mine is
requested."

Elora moaned as she slid down onto Spyro.  Then she leaned forward.
"Okay, Hunter...."  Her voice trailed off as her mouth found Bentley's
cock.

Spyro sighed happily.  "I would like to do this more.  Lots more."

Hunter started slowly working his way into Elora's back door,
lubricated by the remnants of his own spunk and Bianca's juices.  Elora
started moaning around Bentley's cock.

Bianca sat on the alcove floor, leaning back against the wall, watching
the trio surrounding Elora, and turned to speak to Tara.  "I'd be
awfully envious if I didn't know perfectly well I'll get to enjoy all
three of them myself soon."

Tara giggled.  "Know what you mean, know what you mean."  She sat down
next to Bianca and snuggled close to the sorceress.

They watched the cheetah pumping slowly, gently, into Elora, sliding
her back and forth on Spyro.  She was trying to suck Bentley off but
kept getting distracted by the cocks in her lower holes - not that
Bentley seemed to mind.  It didn't take very long before Elora started
gasping and shuddering, and only another slice or so before she came,
oozing slippery liquids all over Spyro.  Hunter didn't slow down at
all; with his thrusts sliding her cunt up and down Spyro's warm, rigid
pole, she had barely ended that orgasm before she seemed to be building
to another.  Bentley said, "Elora, I regret to report that I am about
to achieve orgasm myself."

Bianca laughed gently.  "That's our Bentley."

Elora mumbled something indistinct and wrapped both arms around
Bentley's hips, gulping his cock into her mouth if anything even more
enthusiastically.  It was only moments more before he started to spurt
down her throat, rumbling loud enough to be heard halfway across the
level.  He then collapsed back against the wall and Elora lay down on
top of Spyro, wrapping her arms around him and letting Hunter's thrusts
fuck her up and down Spyro's cock.  Soon Hunter yowled and rammed
himself harder than ever into Elora, cumming into her.  She shrieked,
"...oh YES Hunter, fuck me, fuck me..."

Hunter eventually collapsed between Spyro's legs, watching Elora impale
herself on dragon cock.  She seemed to be getting more and more
energetic.  "Oh, Spyro, you're like a dildo, only better...warm and
alive and oh fuck me fuck me...."

Spyro smiled.  "Never had a faun before.  This is lovely."

"You said it, babe.  I'm going to need that cock of yours in me more.
A lot more."  She slowed down.  "Spyro?  I don't know dragons, do you
need me moving on you to stay hard?"

"No.  If I wanted to bother, I could stay hard all day without anyone
doing anything with me."

"How's that work?"

"I dunno; I don't understand how other males can't.  The only time a
drafar can't get hard if--"

"Drafar?"  Tara interrupted.

"Oh.  Right.  A male dragon.  The Tanchirri word, the commonest
language in the area I live in."

"Gotcha.  Sorry.  Can't get hard if..."  she prompted.

"Only time a drafar can't get hard if he wants to is right after
cumming.  The sinnarti is like any other voluntary muscle.  Just as I
can wave my paw all day, or flap my wings all day, I can stay hard all
day."

Hunter put in, "Dragons sure have it good."

"Well, the flip side is that it takes a lot for us to cum."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"It can be.  I've had a few females - not druburag, they know better -
think there's something wrong with _them_ because they can't make me
cum promptly."

"Druburag?  Female dragons?"

"Yes."

Bianca asked, "So why can't you get hard right away after cumming?"

"It's, well, like, it feels as if that muscle is just too worn out to
work properly for a little while."

Elora said, "Well, _I_ sure don't think there's anything wrong because
you don't cum promptly.  I think that's very right.  Very very right.
Deliciously right."  She shoved herself even harder onto Spyro's
erection.  "I don't think I've fucked until _I_ wore out more than two
or three times, and those were all using dildos.  Oh, I'm going to
_enjoy_ this."

Spyro chuckled.  "I certainly hope you are.  I want to do this again."

"So do I, so do I."

Tara squirmed around, laying her head on Bianca's thigh, drawing the
sorceress's nipple into her mouth.  Bianca sighed happily.  "Oh, yes,
Tara, you do that so well."  She put her hand on Tara's breast,
kneading gently.

Bentley was stroking his own cock, still only semi-hard, watching the
others.  "Spyro?  Do, what was the word, drafur?"

"A male?  Drafar.  More'n one of 'em, drafurag."

"Do drafar..ag ever simply get tired of staying erect?"

"It can happen.  Waving my paw will eventually tire out the muscles in
my foreleg; staying hard will eventually tire out my sinnarti."  He
grinned.  "But when a drafahas passes..well, call it `puberty', once he
is capable of sex, there is usually a simal or two when he spends so
much time hard - masturbating, for most of it - he builds up his
sinnarti something fierce.  A drafar my age usually won't even _start_
to get tired from staying hard for at least a week."

"A week!"

"In my particular case, probably more like ten days.  Native dragon sex
is..rather protracted, by most other species' standards."

"Not surprising.  If I were capable of staying erect for a week, and
took a day to reach my climax, I would be investing even more of my
time than I already do in sexual pursuits."

"You seem to be enjoying yourself even without being hard."

"Oh, I am.  It does feel exquisite.  But I can't properly satisfy a
female like this."

"Come over here, then, and let me suck you.  My mouth takes even longer
than my cock to get tired."

"Oh, realllly!"  He sounded more surprised than doubting, and promptly
moved to sit next to Spyro.  Spyro twisted his neck around and latched
onto Bentley's cock, soft as it was, with his mouth.

Bentley said, "Spyro, if that sinni...sinnar..."

Spyro lifted his mouth up enough to supply, "Sinnarti."

"...sinnarti, if that's a voluntary muscle, does that mean you don't
get hard without conscious attention?"

Spyro replied, "No, it's more...oh, like..."  He pondered briefly.
"Like breathing.  You can control your breathing if you want to, but if
you ignore it, it happens on its own.  Drafar erections are like that:
if we care to bother, we can get hard, or the reverse, deliberately.
But if we don't pay attention, it happens, well, like how I gather it
works for your kind: sexy things or creatures provoke arousal, which
leads to the sinnarti creating an erection."  He waved a paw at the
room.  "Like this.  I could probably suppress my erection right now,
but it would take effort."

Elora interjected, "Don't you dare.  This is too good."

Spyro laughed softly.  "No, no, I don't want to either."  His tongue
snaked out and pulled Bentley's cockhead back into his mouth.

Bianca wriggled out from under Tara's head and straddled the other
woman's mouth, leaning forward in a 69 position.  "Lemme at that
luscious cunny of yours...."

They started licking and sucking one another.  Eventually Tara said,
"Hunter?  I think Bianca's ass needs you in it."

Hunter got up and knelt behind Bianca, his erection waving in front of
Tara's face.  She reached up and pointed it at Bianca's cute little
behind.  Hunter started to press forward and Bianca moaned as he made
contact.

Bentley rumbled, "Elora?  Did I overhear you correctly, as we
approached, saying that fauns are a very randy race?"

Elora breathed distractedly, sliding slowly up and down Spyro's
erection, "...yes...well...fauns and satyrs..."

"Would you like to join our little group?"

Spyro took his mouth off Bentley's cock long enough to ask "Group?"

"I would like to extend the invitation to you as well, Spyro."

Spyro repeated, "Group?"

"There are perhaps a half-dozen of us who have determined we are
sexually compatible and meet irregularly, usually for sex."

Spyro said, "If your group is willing to have me, I would love to."

Elora said, "Me too.  If you're willing to have me, I would love to be
had.".  She went back to sucking Bentley's prong.

Bentley laughed, a deep rumbling laugh.  "I, and I daresay we, would
love to..have you."

Hunter said, "The members we have here are something like two-thirds of
the group, so...."

Elora shivered for a moment, then said, "Who's...who's missing?"

"I think the only ones not here who show up regularly are Agent 9 and
Angela.  And I doubt either one would object to either of you."

Elora said, "I...don't recognize...don't recognize either name..."

Spyro lifted his mouth free again and added, "Agent 9 I remember, but
Angela?"

Hunter spoke up.  "From another...another game, I think.  Has a partner
who shows up sometimes, but only occasionally."

"Hunter is correct," Bentley said.  "Angela is indeed from a completely
different game series.  She is, I think, the only one of our group who
is heterosexual."

Elora said, "The rest of you aren't?  You are certainly male and you
seem to like females..."

"Oh, I do.  But Angela appears completely uninterested in anyone who
does not possess a cock; perhaps I should have said, exclusively
heterosexual.  Not that she's homophobic; she seems entirely fine with
such actions going on, as long as she's not involved.  She even gets
turned on watching them in some cases."  He paused briefly.  "But as
for me, while I certainly like females, I do not restrict my attentions
to those who are, as Hunter is fond of putting it, concave rather than
convex."

"Oh!  Well, my joining won't change that."

"No, of course not; as attractive as I find you, I doubt you will keep
me away from males."

"No, I mean, oh, fuck Spyro, that's so damn GOOD!"  She tossed her
head, moaning and screaming as she came again on Spyro's cock.  "Fuck
me, fuck me, oh, fuck me more...."

For all that he was putting effort into sucking Bentley, Spyro didn't
seem to be doing much of the work of fucking Elora.  But she didn't
seem to mind; she was doing plenty herself.

Hunter had long since worked his way into Bianca's ass and was
thrusting vigorously in her.  Tara was licking his balls as they
brushed over her face, attending to Bianca's pussy in between.

Bianca finally came, squealing loudly in ecstacy.  She rolled off of
Tara, pulling her ass off Hunter's cock, laying splayed wide on the
floor.

Bentley said, "That looks very inviting."

Hunter said, "It does."

Bianca said, "As long as I don't have to move...."

Bentley said, "Spyro's mouth is quite talented.  I am indeed entirely
ready to accept your invitation."  He slid out of Spyro's mouth and
positioned himself between Bianca's splayed thighs.  Bianca did indeed
not move as he slid slowly into her, though she did let out a low moan.

Tara rolled herself over.  She wrapped her hand around Hunter's
erection and started pumping it gently.

As Elora was tossing her head in ecstasy, she happened to see Tara
stroking Hunter.  "Hunter, you two, would you come over here so I can
see you?"

Spyro said, "You like watching?"

"Hell yeah.  Especially when I'm watching a nice cock like Hunter's
having fun."

Tara and Hunter moved over, Hunter leaning up against the wall next to
Spyro, Tara sitting next to him.  She went back to stroking his
erection.

It as only a few slices later Elora came again, writhing and moaning
on Spyro's cock.  She rolled off, lying as splayed-out as Bianca was.

Tara said to Spyro, "Finger me?"

Spyro smiled sadly and said, "I don't really have fingers, and while my
claws may feel good to a drubar, they're more likely to damage you
people."  He glanced over at Elora.  "It looks to me as though you're
all built along much the same lines in that regard."

Tara reached a hand up and fingered one of Spyro's clawtips.  "Yes,
you're probably right.  Elora?  Are you in shape to finger me?"

"Possibly, give me a slice.  But I'd rather use my tongue."

"Whatever.  My cunt has just gotten a bit..hungry."

"You should try Spyro's cock."

"I will, I will.  In a bit."

Spyro's tongue snaked out of his mouth and caressed Tara's nipple for a
moment.  "You humans are lucky."

"Lucky?"

"Druburag don't have anything like human tits."

Tara looked over at Spyro.  "I don't see any sort of nipples on you."

"There aren't.  We don't nurse, so neither druburag nor drafurag have
nipples."

"But you like my tits?"  She wriggled, making them jiggle.

"Well, they don't grab me the way they grab male mammals, like Hunter
or Bentley.  But I do love the reactions they..."

A sharp gasp from Bentley interrupted him.  Everyone looked over at him
and Bianca as he rammed himself as deep into her as he could and
shuddered.  She writhed and fingered her clit, moaning, "...yes, fill
me up, fuck yes, cum for me, spunk in me..."

Bentley eventually sat down, panting, pulling out of Bianca with a wet
sucking noise.  Bianca lay back, panting, her legs still spread, with
Bentley's cum slowly dribbling out of her gaping pussy.

Hunter's gaze fixed on Bianca's crotch and he started to pant and
squirm.  Tara sped up her stroking, and, as Hunter's cock pulsed and
throbbed as he started to cum, dove her mouth onto it.

Hunter gasped, "...oh fuck yes..." and pulled Tara's head onto his cock
with both hands.  She moaned and bobbed, fingering her own pussy as she
swallowed his spunk.

Once Hunter was drained, Tara lifted her head and licked her lips.
"Spyro?  How strong are you?"

"I dunno, what are you thinking of?"

"I'd like to just like down on you, with that lovely prick of yours in
my cunt, and just lie like that for a while.  But I don't want to
squish you."

"Oh, that.  You could all five pile on top of me and I'd barely notice
the weight.  We're very difficult to crush, we dragons."

Tara laughed softly and climbed atop Spyro, fitting her pussy onto his
cock, and lay down on top of him.  "Oh yes.  So much better than doing
this with a dildo."

Elora said, "Ta..ra, is it?  You like that?"

Tara turned her head to look at Elora.  "A few times, I've had a day
with nothing better to do, I've stuck a dildo up me, put pants on to
keep it in, and just lay there.  It takes a while, but I think I've cum
harder that way than any other."

Bentley broke in, "I remember once when it was me, not a dildo."

Tara giggled merrily.  "So do I.  I'd never tried that before, a cock
in me but _not_ moving.  The second time, with a dildo, I did because
it was so good with you."

Bentley rumbled softly, "I am honoured to have been of service."

Tara murmured, "And I love the way you service me."

Everyone lay quietly for a while, and, except for Spyro and Tara, found
themselves drifting off to sleep, awoken by Tara moaning and panting,
squirming on Spyro's cock.

"Spyro?  Hold my hips, keep me from moving?"

Spyro put his paws on Tara's hips and held them in place.  She kept
trying to squirm, but got nowhere.  "Yes, just like that."

Bianca rolled onto her side and said, "Spyro?  Tara?  If you two like,
I can do a binding so you don't have to hold her..."

"I'm fine with it, but, Tara?"

Tara moaned lowly.  "You know I love that.  Makes me _want_ so."

Bianca said something nobody else understood and made a two-handed
gesture.  "Spyro, you can let go now."

Spyro let go tentatively, and Tara's hips did indeed not move.  He let
his paws fall to his sides.

Tara gasped and tried to thrust her hips onto Spyro, succeeding in only
thrashing the rest of her body around.  "Bianca.  That _spell_."

Bianca giggled merrily and said nothing.

Bentley yawned, got up, sat down next to Hunter, and started petting
his - Hunter's - now-soft cock.  Tara growled.  "Yes, you fuckers.  Let
me see your cocks hard in your hands."

Bentley continued petting Hunter's rapidly-stiffening cock.  Hunter's
pawhand sought in Bentley's crotch for a moment and started stroking
him in return.

Bianca said to Elora, "As I recall, she also likes to watch two females
at play..."

Elora relocated to the other side of Spyro and slouched back against
the wall, spreading her legs.  Bianca cuddled up to her and started
fingering the faun pussy.  Elora turned her head and her mouth found
Bianca's nipple.  Tara was gasping and moaning, "...let me _cum_...oh
fuck...wanna cum...oh gods..."

Spyro said, "Oh, this is good, the way your pussy is squeezing me feels
exquisite."

Bianca said, "She'll be delirious with lust by the time she finally
cums."

"This isn't the first time?"

Bianca laughed softly.  "What, you think I designed that binding spell
on the spot?  I'm good, but nobody's that good.  She'll last half a
round, at least, like that."

"Point.  Oh, yes, this is lovely."

It was actually about sixty slices, and Tara was indeed delirious, or
at least babbling incoherently, when she finally came.  Her eyes rolled
up and she collapsed forward onto Spyro, her hips pumping frantically
up and down on his cock.

Elora lifted her mouth off Bianca's nipple and said, "I thought she
couldn't move her hips?"

"Oh, the spell drops when the subject finally starts to cum."

It was at least two full slices before Tara's eyes refocused and she
rolled off Spyro.  "Thank you.  Thank you all.  For the spell.  For the
cock.  For the show."

Spyro had started stroking his own cock once Tara rolled off of it.
"That was incredibly erotic.  I think I will probably cum soon."

Bentley said, "Her buildup?", colliding with Bianca asking, "I thought
it took you a long time to cum?"

"Yes.  Feeling it, somewhat, but watching and hearing.  And it's been
quite some time since I came.  And you other four aren't exactly a
turnoff.  And, Bianca, yes, but it's been at least a week since I came,
and more like a month since I got any with anyone else.  And feeling
Tara building and building like that was _so_ erotic."

Bentley said, "I know what you mean."

Elora said, "Oh, yes, you said it was you, once?"

"Yes.  She happened on four of us..."  He looked over at Bianca.  "As I
recall, I think it was you, me, Hunter, and Agent 9?"

"No, Hunter wasn't there.  He was part of the group, I think, but I'm
pretty sure he wasn't there then."

Hunter put in, "Both correct."

"On the three of us, then.  And she did with me basically what she did
with you, only I came too when she finally reached her orgasm.  And we
didn't have the benefit of Bianca's spell."

"I hadn't designed it yet."

Elora said to Spyro, "Do you want your cock anywhere in particular when
you do cum?"

"Who's got the strongest hands?"

Elora said, "Hands?" as everyone turned to look at Bentley.  He said,
"How may I be of assistance?"

"Not now, but when I start to cum, grip me _hard_ and pump for all
you're worth."

"Hard?  I'm pretty strong."

Spyro waved a paw at his erection.  "Grab on."

Bentley wrapped his hand carefully around Spyro's cock.

"Squeeze."

There was a brief pause.

"C'mon, squeeze."

"I thought I was."  Bentley's forearm twitched slightly as he squeezed
harder.

"That's better, but I can take a lot more."

Bentley looked determined and squeezed even harder.

"Ooh, yes, I will want your hand on me a lot more."

"That's not too much?"

"No, not even close.  A drubar's cunt squeezes a lot harder than that
when she cums.  Druburag don't take male lovers from the cansarinag
because their orgasms tend to injure cansaren cocks."

"Cansarinag?"  Bianca asked.

Spyro translated, "Non-dragons.  The polite word.  More Tanchirri."

Bentley said, "If this isn't too much?  Then, yes, I clearly do not
need to be concerned about hurting you."

Spyro panted, "Oh, Bentley, yes..." and started thrusting his hips at
Bentley's hand.

Bentley said, "Do we need any kind of lubrication?"

"*I* don't, but you probably will, if you want to keep your hand there
until I cum."

Bentley took his hand off and flexed it experimentally.  "Yes, I think
I will."

Bianca said, "Watching you two do that is making me produce plenty of
my own lube."

Bentley reached his huge hand over.  Bianca straddled his hand and
rubbed her pussy against it.  He said, "Oh, very nice!", wrapped his
hand around Spyro's cock, and started stroking.

Spyro gasped.  "Bentley!  Bianca!  So good!"

"Never had anyone with real hand strength pump you before?"

"No!  And Bianca's lube is lovely!  I want your hand on my cock a *lot*
more!"  His head dove for Bentley's crotch and he started sucking
frantically.

Bentley groaned, as deep as only a yeti can, and started pumping Spyro
faster.  The two of them worked at one another frantically for a few
slices until Bentley held his hand out to Bianca again.  Spyro lifted
his head up and said, "Don't stop!"

Bentley said, "Only for more lube..." as Bianca lubed his hand up
again.  He resumed stroking Spyro, who resumed sucking off the yeti.
They got more and more frantic, until finally Bentley shuddered and
rumbled loudly, spurting into Spyro's mouth.  Some leaked out, but
Spyro was too busy to notice; he finally spat Bentley's cum onto the
hand on his cock.  Bentley looked determined and pumped even faster.
Finally Spyro's whole body tensed and he keened, piercingly high and
loud enough to be painful, until Bianca said something very fast and
everyone's hearing deadened.  His cock swelled a little more in
Bentley's fist and a brilliant blue liquid shot out of it, splattering
against the ceiling.  Bentley rumbled, "Yes, dear, cum for me..." and,
if anything pumped even faster.  Spyro keened more and shuddered as
another jet of blue splashed against the ceiling.  His mouth opened and
a jet of flame blazed - fortunately not catching anyone.  Bentley kept
pumping, fast and hard, and Spyro kept spasming, though his third jet
of blue arched only some half a metre into the air and his fourth
barely oozed out; beyond that he stopped producing anything, just
spasming in ecstasy.

Spyro finally managed to wave a paw say, "...enough..." and Bentley
slowed and stopped stroking, just holding Spyro's cock.

Elora leaned forward and sniffed at Bentley's hand.  "Blue cum."

Bianca said something nobody understood and everyone's hearing went
back to normal.  She added, "And with such force behind it."  She
looked up at the ceiling, where Spyro's cum was starting to drip onto
the floor.

Elora said, "With dragon strength behind it...I can see why he went
straight to hands when I asked if he wanted his cock anywhere."

"Point.  I wouldn't want that strong a jet inside _me_.  At least not
without, hmmm..."  She looked thoughtful.

"Me neither."

Spyro turned his head and said weakly, "It's why drafurag generally
don't cum inside cansarinag."  He turned his head back to Bentley.
"Thank you.  I've never cum before without myself or another dragon
stimulating me."

Bentley said, "I am honoured."

"Word of this gets out and yeti will be _real_ popular with dragons.
Or at least drafurag - is your cock able to take rough treatment?"

"And conversely.  There are few races we don't have to worry about
hurting.  And, well, I don't actually know, but based on what you have
told me, I am inclined to doubt I could take a..drabar?..orgasm on my
erection.  Maybe on my fingers.  Maybe."

Spyro said, "`Drubar'.  And, no, not hurting.  You hurt me about as
much as I hurt you."  His tongue flicked out and licked momentarily
over the yeti's cock.

"Rrrr.  So I gathered."

Elora said, "It's blue."

"Blue?  Oh, that.  I forgot to warn you.  Drafar cum varies in colour,
depending on the individual and diet and health and suchlike."  He
turned to Bianca.  "And thank you.  It was more of a turn-on than
I'd've expected, to know he was stroking me with your pussy-juice."

Bianca smiled.  "My gash gush.  My cooze ooze.  My, um..."

Tara supplied, "Cunny honey?"

"Yes!  My cunny honey.  Thank you."

Elora muttered thoughtfully, "...twat...cunt..."

Bianca added, "...groin...quim...

Elora continued, "...loin...pussy...slit..."

Bianca contributed, "...crotch..."

Nobody seemed have any further suggestions.  Finally Spyro said,
"Whatever you call it, it was an erotic thought, both to know that's
what he was stroking me with and to know watching us is what got you
that wet."

Bianca said, "Oh, it did, it did."  She was fingering her clit.
"Anyone want to find out exactly how wet?"

Hunter said, "Love to, babe."  He got up and crossed to join her, his
erection waving in front of him with each step.  "You have any
preference what I use to...find out?"

Bianca giggled.  "Well, I want your cock in my mouth, unless it's your
tool of choice for my hole."

"Sixty-nine?"

"You know I love that."

"That's why I suggested it."

He lay down on his back.  She straddled his face and leant forward to
take his erection in her mouth.  He pulled her hips down until his
tongue made contact.

The two of them lay there sixty-nining happily, everyone else watching.
It wasn't long before Elora started rubbing her crotch again and
Bentley started stroking his cock.  Tara turned to watch Hunter and
Bianca while straddling Spyro, petting the spot into which his cock had
retreated after his orgasm.

"Tara, it'll take a little while before I can get hard again."

"I recall you said.  This is idle play, not a request."

Spyro chuckled softly.  "Oh, Elora?"

"Yes?"

"You said something earlier, Bentley asked you about fauns being a
randy race and you said, fauns and satyrs...?"

"And?"

"You mean, fauns and satyrs are the same race?"

"Sure.  When did you ever see a male faun or a female satyr?"

"Now that you mention it...so...well."  He seemed to be digesting that.

Tara said, "Never thought about it, but yeah."

Elora said, "Remember Fracture Hills?  It's no coincidence that the
world with satyrs and the world with fauns were the same world.  This
language uses different words for them, but that just reflects
similarities to human mythology."

Bentley giggled, an incogruous sound from a voice as low as his.  "I
seem to recall some of what human mythology calls satyrs..."

"That they're always hard and lsutful?  I sus--"

"Exactly."

"I suspect that's why the name got used for them.  I'm less sure why
fauns are called fauns, though; I think that's another term from human
mythology."

"It is.  Probably because you look something like the mythological
creatures...?"

"Speaking of Fracture Hills, remember the...Earth-something-or-others?"

Spyro supplied, "Earthshapers?"

Tara said, "What about them?"

Elora looked thoughtful.  "Well, Spyro was saying that dragon orgasms
tend to injure non-dragons.  Earthshapers always seemed to be made of
rock.  I wonder if they..."

Bianca broke in, "Ooh, yeah!  If they're interested in sex..."

Spyro added, "And equipped."

"Well, of course."

Everyone (except Hunter and Bianca, who were busy) looked at everyone
else for a long moment.  Elora finally said, "I don't know anything
about the Earthshaper community, but I do know some of the fauns and
satyrs from Fracture Hills."  She used her phone.

"Hi!"
"Yup, it's me."
"D'you recall, simals back, I was involved in making those games with
Spyro, that litt-"
"Well, I was wondering if you could put me in touch with anyone in the
Earthshaper community."
"They're from Fracture Hills, that's why I thought you might--"
"I was curious about their sexual habits and attitudes."
"No, no, of course not me.  But--"
"Yes."
"Okay.  I daresay you know where to reach me."
"'Bye!"

She hung up.  "She'll be looking into it, but seemed to think it
wouldn't be difficult.  In the meantime..."  Her voice trailed off as
she turned back to watching Hunter and Bianca.

The four of them watched Hunter and Bianca sixty-nining.  Eventually
Bianca came on Hunter's tongue.  Neither of them stopped.

Then Bianca came again, and, as she screamed in orgasm, got a mouthful
of cheetah cum.  She dove, sucking frantically, creaming more on
Hunter's mouth as she did her best to suck all the cum out of his cock.

The two of them finally just lay there.  Then Elora's phone rang.

"Hello."
"Oh!  You found someone?"
"Yes, that'd perhaps be most convenient."
"Many thanks for your help!"
"Of course.  'Bye!"

She hung up.  "She found someone and will be sending me contact info."

Elora didn't put her phone away; it was probably less than a slice
before it beeped.  She fiddled with it.  "Okay.  Let's see if this
Earthshaper is helpful."  She poked the phone and drew it to her ear.

"Hi.  I got your name from Gina; she--"
"Yes, exactly."
"Well, recall the protagonist of--"
"Yes, him."
"Well, we were talking about dragon sex, and he said that the main
reason dragons don't share sex more with non-dragons is the dragons are
strong enough to injure non-dragon partners."
"Exactly.  But I didn't know if your kind were either interested or
equipped."
"Well, he at least is approximately satyr-scale."
"Oh, excellent!"
"Depends.  If you don't mind a few spectators around, you--"
"No, assorted."
"Just Spyro."
"Midday Gardens.  From the entrance, cross the bridge, up the stairs,
around to the left, look for an alcove--"
"Oh, sure."
"Okay, see you soon!"

She hung up.  "Turns out they're interested and built on approximately
our size scale.  As for the rest, she's coming by to find out."

Bentley said, "It sounded from what we heard as though we can expect
her quite soon."

"Yes.  When she gets to this world I'm to go meet her at the entrance.
Apparently they have trouble with spatial directions."

Her phone beeped.  She looked at it, said, "Okay.  See you soon!", and
climbed down from the alcove, heading off.

It wasn't long before her voice could be heard approaching.  Elora was
saying, "...fun for the last few rounds."

A deep harsh-sounding voice answered, "And someone thought of us as
possibly tough enough to take it?"

"Yes.  Nobody knew whether your people were interested or equipped, but
when I asked Gina she gave me your contact info."  The voices had
arrived just outside the alcove.  "Up here."  It was only moments
before Elora reappeared, climbing up into the alcove.  Right behind her
was an Earthshaper.  "Everyone?  This is...well, I can't make the right
noises; Karshik is about as close as I can come to it."

The Earthshaper spoke, saying something that did indeed sound like
"Karshik", but much harsher, sounding reminiscent of stones sliding
upon and striking one another, adding, "But what...Elora, was it?"

Elora nodded.

"...what Elora said is quite close enough."

Elora started pointing at the others, naming them as she did so.
"Bentley.  Spyro.  Tara.  Bianca.  Hunter."

Karshik said, "Spyro?  Elora here was telling me that dragons tend to
avoid sex with non-dragons because of injuring them, and was wondering
if us Earthshapers might work."

Spyro replied, "Yes.  Cansarinag tend to get injured by the strength
behind dragon orgasms.  After a few females got injured - two of them
killed, I hear - by the force of a drafar spurt, and a few cansaren
cocks got crushed by drubar orgasms on them, word got around and we
stopped."  He pointed to his cum, dripping off the ceiling.  "That got
there from me lying here."

Karshik glanced up at it.  "We too don't share sex outside our species
for very similar reasons."

"Let's see, how can we test this without risking injuring one of us.
Hmm, are you male or female?"

"I'm female.  And, yes, we do have very much the same division into
male and female that most creaturse do.  You're male, I gather?"

"Yes.  But at the moment I'm in the period after an orgasm where I
can't get an erection again."

Bianca looked up.  "Want me to try to fix that?"

"Sure."

She made that complicated one-handed gesture again, the same one she
made for Hunter earlier.

Spyro said, "That felt funny.  Fascinating to vayss."  But his cock
slid smoothly out.  "Seems to have worked.  Thank you!"

Karshik reached out a hand towards Spyro's erection.  "May I?"

"Of course."

She stroked it gently with one finger.  "Tell me if I start to use too
much strength."

"Of course.  That light touch feels very nice."

Karshik used two fingers, taking Spyro's cock between them.  After a
few strokes she wrapped her whole hand around him.  She started pumping
him, gradually getting harder and faster.  Finally Spyro lifted a paw
and said, "That's beginning to be a little much."

Karshik said, "You're more sensitive than a rakkichak, but not by very
much.  Want to try fingering me?"

"Well, if you don't think my `fingers' will injure you."  He held up a
paw, showing his claws.

"Probably not, but..."  She put Spyro's paw on her arm.  "Start trying
to claw me; I'll tell you if it starts to hurt."

Spyro started tentatively digging his claws into Karshik's arm - or,
rather, on her arm, because the arm did not appear to be giving at all.
He gradually got more vigorous.  After a little, she said, "That's
getting to the point where I don't have to pay careful attention in
order to feel it."

"Should I stop?"

"No, no!  This is very promising.  Keep going."

Spyro kept going.  Finally he said, "Okay, that's about as far as I can
go.  Much more and I begin to fear breaking my claws."

"Then I think there is no real risk you'll injure me."  She took his
paw and drew it to her crotch.

Spyro's claw slid into her and he started stroking.  She made a curious
sound that appeared to be a giggle.  "Feels nice."  She wrapped her
hand around his cock again and started stroking.

Spyro added another claw.  Suddenly Karshik twitched and said, "Yes!
There!"

Spyro's motions became faster and smaller.  Karshik stiffened and
started a rough creaky noise.  "Good Isshakkir, yes.  Keep that up."

Spyro gasped at the Earthshaper hand stroking him and said, "You...you
make me want to fuck you..."

Karshik turned to Elora.  "That has to...oh yes, Spyro...to mean
something else..."

Elora said, "What?"

"As I learned this tongue, oh Spyro, do that more, `fuck you' is not
something you say to someone you like."

Elora laughed.  "Besides being abusive language, `fuck' is also a verb
meaning approximately `to share sex with'.  But the abusive use has
tainted it; it's not a word to ever be used casually."

Bentley added, "The meaning you learned comes from a metaphorical
extension.  `Fuck you' in that sense would literally mean something
more like `may you be penetrated forcibly'."

"Sounds more like...oh...like rape, I think the word is."

"It is.  And, it does, rather.  We can discuss language later.  For
now, just know that what Spyro means is that he feels like sliding his
cock"-- Bentley stroked the tip of Spyro's cock with a fingertip
--"into you."  He moved his fingertip to tap Karshik's crotch.

Karshik said, "If he's willing to risk it, I think he might be tough
enough to handle it.  But since I'm maybe the tougher, perhaps he
should be on top?"  She lay back, spreading her legs wide.

Spyro smiled and positioned himself between Karshik's legs.  He reached
down, but Karshik beat him to it, aiming his cock between her thighs.
Spyro pressed forward, tentatively.

"Oh, this feels good.  I was afraid it would be too dry."

"We...oh, Isshakkir...we produce a slippery liquid when we are, we
have, what's the word, when we start wanting sex."

"Good.  So do...oh, I...this is good."  Spyro was sliding out and back
in, thrusting into Karshik.

Karshik started letting out that creaky noise she'd been making
earlier.  "I...I consur...I want to do this more."

Spyro was pumping away vigorously.  He and Bentley spoke at the same
time, but Bentley just said "Consur?" while Spyro said "I should warn
you, dragons usually take a long time to cum."

"If that means you'll keep going for a long time, I'm in favour of it.
And, Benley, is it?"

"Bentley."

"Bentley.  Consur, isn't "I consur" a way to say "I agree with your
opinion"?

"No, that'd...oh, I think I understand.  The word is "concur".  The
second c is hard."

"Okay.  I concur, then.  I'm sorry; I've never heard that word spoken,
only read it."

"No apology necessary."

Tara started fingering her pussy.  "Watching them is turning me on."

Bentley said, "_Everything_ turns _you_ on.  But, me too." and started
stroking his cock.

Elora said, "You're hardly alone..." and bent over, sucking Hunter's
renewed erection into her mouth.  She started fingering herself too.

Bianca pushed Hunter over onto his back, straddling his mouth.

Karshik's voice gradually got louder and louder, until suddenly she
stiffened and let out a noise like a landslide.  Spyro moaned.  "...so
good..."

Tara straddled Bentley's lap and started bouncing up and down on his
erection, both of them facing Karshik and Spyro.  Bentley rumbled,
"Well, the experience doesn't seem to be injuring our friend Spyro, at
least."

Spyro panted, "No, not...not injuring...quite the opposite..."

Karshik's grating voice gasped, "So good...oh, Spyro...if you're
typical, dragons...dragons will be very popular with Earthshapers."

"And...and conversely.  I had no idea...I've...this is the first time
I've not had to worry about injuring a cansaren partner."

"And you last!  A rakkichak would have..um, finished? twice over by
now."

"It takes quite a while for a drafar to cum.  And I already came
earlier, so I'm not likely to.  I've cum twice in one day only, I
think, three times, ever.  But this feels exquisite."

Bentley rumbled, "Rakkichaks may be able to stand dru..far? orgasms,
but--"

Spyro broke in.  "Drubar."

"Thank you.  But they may disappoint in how long they last."

Spyro said, "You just need a couple dozen rakki...chiks? so--"

Karshik interjected, "Skrakkichak."

"--each can take over as the previous one cums."

Karshik said, "I can see it now, two dragons with a whole troupe of
Earthshapers, each dragon doing sex with all the Earthshapers of the
other sex..."

Spyro giggled.  "Possibly!  Or even the same sex; dragons, like so many
other creatures, are not sex-exclusive."

Karshik said, "Most Earthshapers are, but there are a few...oh, I want
to find somewhere we can spend about a week doing this."

Bianca giggled.  "Have we found Spyro only to have lost him right
away?"

Karshik said, "No; I was talking about all of us.  Watching you others
makes me, um, makes me want sex more.  Isn't there a word for that?"

Elora raised her head off Hunter's cock and said, "Watching _is_ fun.
Turned on?  Aroused?"

"Aroused, that's the word I was trying to remember."

Bianca lifted herself off Hunter's mouth and stretched.  "With only
Karshik and Spyro strong enough to deal with the other, I suspect
they'll pretty much monopolize one another."

Hunter said, "Well, we could do a watching session, where we form a
circle and just all masturbate."

Karshik said, "Mastur...bate?"  She turned to Elora.  "Don't know that
word.  What's it mean?"

Elora explained, "To masturbate is...to arouse oneself."  She stood up.
"For me, for example..."  She started fingering her pussy.

Hunter stood up and stood beside Elora.  "Or, for me..."  He started
stroking his cock, slowly.

Bianca stood on the other side of Hunter and started masturbating
gently too.  At the same time, Tara stood up, off of Bentley, walked
around to the other side of Elora, and also started diddling herself.

Bentley stretched, stood next to Bianca, and started stroking himself
too.

Spyro chuckled.  "Well, Karshik, there you are: five examples of the
word."

Karshik smiled and made a noise that was probably Earthshaper laughter.
"That is a thing we Earthshapers do too.  But...masturbate.  It's a
funny word.  Sounds like, I dunno, expert temptation?"

Spyro laughed softly.  "Master bait?  Yeah, it does.  I don't know
where the word comes from; I don't know much of the history of human
language, and I think that's a human word."

Tara said, "It is.  I've seen it in historical human literature,
predating contact with dragons and fauns and yetis and all.  Interbase
is *almost* the same as one of the pre-Contact human languages, and
that word is the same in both."

Karshik said to Spyro, "I think they're distracting you.  You've slowed
down.  Come on...um...fuck me?"  She turned to Elora.  "Did I get that
right?"

Elora chuckled.  "Exactly right.  You learn fast."

Spyro grinned and resumed his previous rhythm.  "I apologize."

The other five stood in a rough arc watching the dragon and
Earthshaper, the five masturbating gently.  Eventually Karshik started
panting and finally let out another noise like a landslide, stiffening
and spasming under Spyro.  He groaned deeply and said, "That feels so
damn *good*.  I like that idea of a week or so of this."

Bentley laughed, a deep rumble.  "I would have to free up some time in
my schedule, but I daresay I can do that."

Tara said, "I'm afraid I can't, unless it's a fair piece off; my next
couple of months are pretty busy.  But after that, absolutely."

Elora said, "Nothing says we can't have a second week, later."

"True enough."

Hunter said, "I'll contact the others.  Spyro, can I get some contact
info for you?"

"Sure.  You need it now, or can it wait?  I'm" -- he glanced down at
Karshik with a smile -- "a little busy right now."

"Oh, it can wait.  I've got no commitments for the rest of the day.
Just, let's not forget."

"Let's not, yes."  Spyro resumed focusing on Karshik.

Eventually Bentley came, spurting across Karshik and Spyro.  Tara went
off moments later, staring fixedly at the evidence of Bentley's orgasm
on Spyro and Karshik.  They sat down, leaning against the wall.  The
other three sat down beside them, still gently playing with themselves.

Eventually Karshik came a third time.  Spyro rolled off of her, lying
on the floor.  "People?  When can we make that week happen?"

----------------

Before that day, though, Spyro got a call from Hunter.

"Hi Hunter!"

"Hey, Spyro!  Listen, I managed to get hold of the rest of the group.
Everyone's looking forward to meeting our newest members."

"Cool!  When?"

"Whenever we can.  Trying to synchronize everyone's schedules is an
exercise in frustration, but it's usually not that hard to get three or
four together."

"Well, I can contact only you, Bianca, and Karshik myself."

"Yeah, that's why I'm calling.  I have contact info for Agent 9 and
Angela for you, and we've got a few times to suggest for them to meet
up with you, me, and whoever else is available at the time that works
best."

"Shouldn't we get Elora and Karshik in on this, then?"

"Trying to get everyone's schedules to line up is probably futile, as I
said.  I'm concentrating on you for the moment.  If either of the
others can, great, but that's extra."

"Okay.  So whaddaya have?"

"For times?  There's tomorrow, then the 18th, and the 22nd.  Any of
those work?"

"The 18th?  That's...uh, that's hopeless; I'm gonna be flying my wings
off all day.  The 22nd is wide open.  Tomorrow, well, depends on when;
I'm available most of the day, but I have a commitment in the early
evening."

"That's great.  Everyone's open tomorrow morning."

"Great!  When and-- actually, before I lose track, I should get the
info for Agent 9 and Angela, maybe?"

"Sure, let me put you on handsfree and I'll message that to you."

"Sounds good to me.  So, for tomorrow morning: when and where?"

"Bentley's place..."  Hunter sounded a bit distracted.  "He's offered
it.  Anytime after about five-fifty; you said early evening, so your
schedule will...will be the limit there."

"Be good to see him again."

"Him?  Bentley?  Ah, there."  Spyro's phone showed a message from
Hunter.  Spyro said, "Got the info!"

"Good!  As for Bentley, he's out of town for a few days.  But I spoke
with him and he said I could use my key - I have a spare key to his
place."

"So we have to get there after you?"

"Yeah, that's why half past five; I can't be there any sooner'n that."

"Okay.  So where's Bentley's place?"

"Start at the Sunrise Spring nexus.  Two levels to ana, take the circle
route to Chicory, take the exit marked with a triangle.  Turn right as
you emerge, cross two streets, then turn right on the third, which'll
be "Morden's Way".  You want 48 sawtooth, which is a high-rise."

Spyro was scribbling busily.  "...Morden's Way...48 sawtooth.  Got it.
Will you have your phone?"

"I will.  Call me if you have trouble."

"Righto.  Tomorrow morning, then!  Oh, are you going to see if anyone
else happens to be available?"

"I'll ask Elora, but I think nobody but you has Karshik's contact.
None of the others are available tomorrow."

"I'll try to reach her, then.  And I'll check if it's OK for me to give
it to you.  Oh, and, I assume it's fine for people to show up later?"

"Of course it is!  See you tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow!"

Spyro hung up.  Then he called Karshik.  It went to voicemail.

"Hi, Karshik.  It's Spyro.  I realize this is kinda last moment, but if
you're available tomorrow morning, a few of our little group are
getting together, and we were wondering if you were available and
interested.  If you get this in the next, oh, half-dozen rounds, give
me a call."

He hung up and realized anticipating the morning was starting to turn
him on already.  He started masturbating idly, and still was half a
round or so later when Karshik returned his call.

"Hi, Karshik!"

"Hi Spyro!  Thank you for the offer, but tomorrow I'm busy until about
midday."

"You'd be welcome to show up then.  To get there, you start at the
Sunrise..."

"I'm sorry, Spyro; we Earthshapers hugely suck at turning spoken
directions into something we can actually use."

"Oh, right, I forgot.  Well, give me a call when you're free; I expect
someone can nip out and meet you somewhere you *can* find."

"I will do that.  Oh, there's some chance I won't be available even at
midday."

"If not tomorrow, another time."

"Yeah, but I'm really looking forward to making another sex with you."

"The feeling is mutual.  Hey, are you available now?"

"Isshakkir and Stappak!  I have nothing until I have to turn in for the
evening.  I would love to spend even as little as a round or two..uh,
fucking with you?  Is that how you'd say it?"

Spyro laughed.  "Almost.  It'd be `fucking you'.  `Fucking *with* you'
means messing with your head."

"Messing with your head?  That can't mean what it sounds like."

"It means...er, how can I put this?  If I were fucking with you, I'd
be, er, like trying to deceive or confuse you, or play nasty practical
jokes on you, or the like."

"Oh!  Okay, I get the idea.  Twisting your ear, we call that.  I'd much
prefer to do, um, you said...would it be, I'd prefer to fuck you?"

"It would!  And I've love to fuck you.  Okay.  So, you want to come
here, or me there, or what?"

"Either way is fine with me.  Though we may need to meet somewhere we
can both find."

"How about meeting at the Fracture Hills nexus?  Then we can figure out
where to go from there."

"Okay!"  She sounded eager.  "How long will it take you to get there?"

"Lessee.  Maybe a quarter-round?"

"Don't hurry, then; it'll be a bit more than that for me."

"See you then!"

"See you!"

Karshik hung up.  Spyro stared contemplatively at his phone for a
moment, then withdrew his erection and got ready to head out.

It didn't take him long to reach the nexus.

"Spyro!"  The harsh, grating voice came from behind.

Spyro spun around.  "Karshik!"  He held his forelegs out in an
invitation to a hug.

Karshik blinked as if confused for a moment, then moved in to accept
the hug.  "So!  Where to?"

"I was thinking about that.  You said you had a time constraint.  And I
may be less likely to get lost getting home from an unfamiliar place
than you are.  So maybe your place would work best?"

"Sure!  This way."  She led off.  "But...just because we have trouble
with spoken directions doesn't mean we get lost any better when we've
been through the path personally."

"Fair enough.  My apologies."

----------------

Spyro looked around.  "Nice place!"

"Thank you!  Um, I don't know what sort of place dragons prefer for
doing sex.  Do you have a preference?"

"Anywhere you like, my dear.  Historically we have usually chosen
natural places, like caves or secluded glens.  But they're not
practical when living in a city.  We haven't really formed any
conventions yet.  Do Earthshapers have a preference?"

"Most Earthshapers are like many creatures in that we tend to do
s...uh, tend to fuck?"  She looked inquiring and Spyro nodded.  "...in
the same place we sleep."

Spyro said, "Though, be careful using `fuck'; many people react badly
to its use in *any* form."

"Oh, I know.  I'm trying to, well, I want to learn to use it correctly,
and I think you will understand if I use it wrong."

Spyro grinned.  "I certainly will give you the benefit of the doubt.
And I know you don't mean anything bad."

Karshik looked relieved.  "I'm glad you know that.  Thank you.  I don't
know whether an Earthshaper sleeping-place would be comfortable for a
dragon...it's this way."  She led Spyro through a couple of rooms,
ending in a shallow pit filled with sand and gravel.

Spyro lay down and rolled around in it.  "This feels just fine to me."
He stopped rolling and lay on his back, his erection fully extended and
visible.

Karshik smiled.  "Is that a...what's the word, is that you telling me I
can do something?"

"Invitation?"

"Yes, that's the word.  Is that an invitation?"

"It is."  Spyro grinned.  "I invite you to fuck our mutual brains out,
as the idiom has it."

"I..think I can gather what it means."  She straddled Spyro and rubbed
her crotch along his cock.  "It's _so_ good to not have to worry about
injuring the other one."

"Other one?  What other one?"

"You.  Did I use the wrong word?"

"Wrong...oh, other one, as in, other than you?"

"Yes.  Exactly."

"The way you put it sounds as though you're talking about some third
person."

"How should I have said it?"

"Um.  `...to not have to worry about injuring my partner', maybe?"

"My partner?  But I'm not partnered."

"In this tongue, that word can indicate a permanent or semi-permanent
partner, yes, but it can also indicate a partner who is a partner for
just the moment, or just the evening, or the like."

"My partner, then.  Yes.  Oh, yessss...."  She pressed harder against
Spyro, rubbing her crotch back and forth over his cock.

"And I am so happy to have a partner - there's that word again - a
partner even for just the evening, who I don't have to treat as made of
paper."

"`Made of paper'.  What a great way to put it.  Yes.  I'd just about
given up trying to find sex because most creatures might as well be
made of paper."

"No Earthshapers around?  Or none interested?"

"Very few.  And most of them are skdisskir.  And, I think you said
dragons sometimes do sex with the same sex; a few Earthshapers do, but
only a very few."

"And you're not one of them?"  He lifted his haunches, pressing his
crotch into hers.

"Well, I wasn't, but I tell you, after a while with no skrakkichak and
even a disskir starts to look good.  But most of them are also not
interested in another disskir."

"No...skrakkichak, you said?"

"Two.  One of them is partnered, and the other is...I think the word
is, an asshole?"

Spyro laughed.  "If you mean, obnoxious, rude, not a nice person?  Yes,
that's the idiom.  But, like `fuck', that word has another meaning."

"It does?"

"It also refers to...I think there's a formal word for it in this
language, but I can't recall it.  The exit end of the digestion
system."

"The exit end...oh!"  She closed her eyes and covered her mouth with
her hand, for a moment.  "I can see why the word gets used for
obnoxious people."

"It's amusing you used it now, because it's actually relevant at the
moment.  For many creatures, that spot is also used, sometimes, for
sex."

"Well, of course!"  She seemed to consider that taken for granted.

"Of course?  So Earthshapers do that?"

"Certainly!  You mean some creatures don't?"

"Well, it's more popular with some than with others.  I think a few
don't do it at all, mostly ones for which sex isn't insert-A-into-B.
And, as with anything else, there are always individuals who are
different from most of their kind.  So, Earthshapers in general do,
maybe, but do you?"

Karshik smiled.  "I love it.  Would you like to try...my asshole?"

"If you would like that, my dear, I would happily try the experiment.
After what we did the other day, I think neither of us is likely to
hurt the other."

She lifted herself up and shifted, holding Spyro's erection pointing
straight up, aiming it where most bipeds keep their assholes, and
sloo-oo-oo-oowly lowered herself down onto him.

Spyro drew a long, shaky breath.  "Karshik...if you are anything
*close* to typical, female Earthshapers will be *real* popular with
drafurag."

"And the same in the other direction.  I've been careful to not mention
what we did to any skdisskir, because you'd be flooded with invitations
to do...uh, to fuck?"  Spyro nodded at the inquiring intonation.  "--if
I did."

"Right now, *your* invitation is the one I care about."  Spyro started
lifting his hips, driving his cock into Karshik.

"Me too.  Oh, good Isshakkir!"  She threw her head back and sounded as
though she were gargling gravel.

"That's...oh, Karshik, if I tell any drafurag about us, *you* will be
mobbed.  Your cunt was awesome; your ass is *unreal*!"

She started bouncing up and down on Spyro's pole, gasping and groaning
with each stroke.  "I'm going to...Isshakkir...ka irrata..."  Her voice
trailed off into sounds like stones sliding and crashing, sounds that
didn't even sound like words.

Spyro was pumping his hips up in time with Karshik's plunges down,
panting with each stroke.  "I might...I..."

Karshik suddenly stiffened and made that landslide noise.  Spyro gasped
and spouted a gout of flame, his body stiffening too, ramming his
erection into her as hard as he could.

Karshik gasped, "You're...I don't...I can...", shivered, and dropped
her full weight onto Spyro.  He barely twitched, holding his body stiff
for a long moment.

Karshik collapsed first, but was only moments ahead of Spyro.  She
collapsed full-length on top of him, then slowly rolled off to the
side, ending up on her back next to him.

Spyro eventually shook his head.  "Sarno pranchiss da sto...sorry."  He
turned and looked at Karshik.  "Thank you.  Just...thank you."

She slowly turned her head and seemed to take a while to focus on him.
"Thank *you*.  I've never...eh, what's the word?  The peak of
pleasure."

"Formally, orgasm.  Informally, cum."

"We're speaking informally?  I've never cummed, then?"

Spyro interjected, "Just, `never cum'."

"--never cum from just someone in my..asshole?  And nobody but a
rakkichak has ever been in there."

"My dear, your ass is *unreal*.  When you came?  I didn't know anything
*could* feel that good."

"I felt you squirting inside me.  I've never felt that even with a
rakkichak."

"That was good?"

She smiled and made that odd noise that was probably laughter.  "Good?
That's...too weak a word.  *Much* too weak a word."

"I hope I didn't hurt you."

"Nothing hurts..."

Spyro twisted around and got a visual on the spot where his cock had
been.  "I don't see anything that worries me, but I don't really..."
His voice trailed off.  "May I?"

She bent her neck, trying to see what he was talking about.  His tongue
was extended, mere inches from the patch of wetness that was her
crotch.  "Whatever you plan, I expect it will feel great.  And I'll
tell you if it doesn't."

He leaned forward and started licking her.  She wrapped her legs over
his shoulders and gasped.  "Yes!  Do that more!"

He did it more.

She laid her hands on his head, holding him to her crotch.
"Nobody...nobody's done that...oh, sweet Stappak..."

Spyro kept licking, then started probing with one of his claws.  Soon
Karshik was gasping and cumming again.

Spyro crawled up alongside Karshik and lay there quietly.  Eventually
she reached out an arm and drew him into a hug.  "Nobody's done that
for me."

"Not even a rakkichak?"

"Earthshaper tongues don't reach out far enough to do that."  She
opened her mouth and stuck her tongue forward, but, indeed, it didn't
reach past her lips.  "And, before you?  Two other creatures have
tried, but I couldn't feel anything."

"I did have to use a lot of tongue strength."  He reached out a paw and
started stroking her crotch gently with his claws.

After a slice or two, Spyro said, "You're the first cansaren I've ever
cum inside, and this is only the second time I've cum without me or
some other dragon stimulating me.  The first was that day in Midday
Gardens."

"You..cummed? cum?..then?  I don't remember."

"`Came'.  It was before you got there.  I was pretty fiercely aroused;
Bentley delivered the last bit of stimulation with his hand."

Karshik said, "So now that you've...cum?"  Spyro nodded.  She
continued, "Are you finished for the evening, or do you still want to
do...to fuck more?"

"I'm not finished unless you want me to be.  It'll take maybe a
quarter-round before I can get hard again.  And I'm not likely to cum
again tonight.  But I am most certainly fine with fucking more once I'm
hard, or licking and sucking, or stroking, or even just cuddling."

Karshik grinned.  "Just cuddling, he says.  I finally found you, I plan
to turn you into a worn-out puddle."

"We don't have time for that with just one night, even if we didn't
need any sleep."

"Maybe not, but I want to see how close I can get."

Spyro laughed.  "You on top again, or me on top?"

"Your turn?"

Spyro said, "Okay, but I still need to wait a bit, since Bianca isn't
here."

"Bianca?  Do you find her that sexy?"

Spyro laughed again.  "No, no, she's sexy but not *that* sexy.  She has
a spell that cuts the refractory period short, the wait after cumming
before I can get hard again."

"That must be useful."

"As I understand it, it is.  She says it's frequently requested."

----------------

They lay there next to one another for some little time.  Finally Spyro
stretched and said, "Do Earthshapers have showers or baths or something
of the sort?"

"Most of us do.  Before contact with other creatures, we usually used
fire for keeping clean, but most of us now use water instead.  I assume
you'd like to use mine?"

"Please."

She stood and led Spyro around a corner to something that looked like
an oversized hot tub.  Spyro inspected the controls.  "This looks
familar enough I think..."  He turned a knob and water started filling
the tub.  He said, "Oops..." and fiddled with more knobs.  It was only
a short time before he got the water coming from the shower head
instead.  He fiddled with the knobs more and got the temperature he
wanted.  "The more I learn of your people the more I like them."

She said, "Thank you."  A moment later she continued, "Um, Spyro..."

"...yes?"

"I don't know how dragons feel about this.  If you just want to wash,
I'd like to stay here with you while you do.  I've been told some
creatures don't mind, but others do, and I don't know which dragons
are."

"Well, that's a little complicated.  The very short answer is, yes,
stay."  Karshik relaxed, sitting on the side of the tub, appearing to
not even notice the water splashing her.  Spyro continued, "In general,
dragons tend to consider bathing a semi-private thing.  But with a sex
partner, or anyone else we're close to, anything goes.  We don't even
mind taking a crap in front of such a person, though we usually don't
because most other creatures feel uncomfortable with that."  He started
stretching and scrubbing all over.

"Okay, I think I need more vocabulary.  `Crap', is that another
strong-language word that has a non-strong-language meaning?"

Spyro laughed softly.  "It is.  It's...well, remember "asshole"?  The
non-strong-language meaning of "crap" is...what comes out there.  The
product of your digestive system.  But the strong-language meaning of
"crap" is relatively mild; indeed, it tends to get used as a milder
version of "shit", which, hm, which actually is pretty much exactly the
same only stronger."  He was scrubbing himself all over as he spoke.

"Okay.  But you said, what, taking crap?"

"Uh, no.  Taking *a* crap.  Taking crap, without the `a', can mean
either taking objects, the details of which are unspecified but implied
to be unimportant or of low value, or it can mean having unpleasantness
inflicted on one.  The first sense, as in, "This afternoon I'm taking
crap to recycling"; the second sense as in, "he's taking crap over the
mistake he made yesterday".  It can be used as a mass noun with
measures of quantity, as in "taking a lot of crap".  But using it as a
count noun, as in "taking *a* crap", that means...expelling, pushing
out, crap in the sense of what your digestion produces."

"Sounds odd.  Wouldn't that be more giving, or putting, than taking?"

"You'd think, yeah.  But that's the way it's used."  Spyro extended his
cock and started washing it too.

Karshik grinned.  "I was hoping I'd get to see that."

"That?  On, this?"  He bounced his cock in his paw.  "You, my dear, are
welcome to look at it all you like.  More than just look, too."

She slipped off the side of the tub and dropped to sit in the tub in
front of Spyro, reaching out to touch his cock.  He removed his paws
and stood there, water splashing down on both of them as she stroked it
as if fascinated by it.  Finally she stood up and said, "Shall we go
back?"

"Sure."  Spyro reached over and turned off the water, then followed
Karshik back to the gravel pit.

"Do you have a preference which hole?"

"Which, oh, you mean my asshole or my...uh, I don't know the word..."

"In this language?  There are many, with varying connotations.  In this
context, I would probably say, your cunt-hole.  Or just your cunt."

"...cunt?  I don't know that word.  No, wait, didn't you use it
before?"

"Did I?  Maybe I did.  It too has a strong-language meaning, like
`fuck', but it's possibly even stronger language, and correspondingly
less used.  You *really* do not want to use it with anyone who might
misinterpret."

"So what's the...non-strong-language meaning?"

"Well, it only sorta has one.  It takes a context like this, two sex
partners discussing sex or a very few other similar situations, for it
to be taken as anything but strong language."

"But what *is* that meaning?"

"A female's sexual..equipment."  He patted her crotch.

"So...your question...you mean, my asshole or my...cunt?"

"Yes, unless you'd prefer your mouth...or, I don't know, if there's
anywhere else you'd like me."

"I'm...hm.  You were in my asshole already tonight, and I already had
you in my..cunt?..the other day.  Let's try my mouth."

Spyro smiled and rearranged his position to bring his cock to Karshik's
mouth.  "You said Earthshaper tongues mean they can't lick females; do
they do oral sex the other way around?  On males?"

"Oh, certainly.  I've been hoping to get your cock in my mouth starting
the time I thought it might be safe."

Spyro smiled.  "Have you..."  But she drew his cock into her mouth, and
he continued, "...never mind, not important."  He lay down next to her,
facing the other way, and started licking her crotch while she sucked
him.

She started making rattling sounds and wrapped her arms around Spyro's
haunches, pulling his cock deeper into her mouth.  He parted her legs
with his forepaws and licked deeper and more forcefully.

----------------

A round or two, and at least three orgasms from Karshik, later, Spyro
finally rolled aside.  "Lover, this is heavenly.  But I'll need my
sleep, and won't you need yours?"

She curled up tight, as if trying to pull her knees to her chest, for a
moment.  "Yes, I suppose I will.  Do you have to go home?"

"Well, I don't want to impose on you."

Karshik made that laughter noise.  "Spyro, you may stay here all night,
if you would like to.  And longer.  At least, if you don't mind being
around a disskir who wants to do sex with you all the time."

Spyro laughed.  "Thank you, Karshik.  For someone still learning the
finer points of this language, you're very eloquent.  And you're
blunter than most, but I like that, and you manage to do it in a way
that's impossible to take wrong."

"Blunt?  As I know the word, it means `not sharp'.  Do most people cut
in some sense?"

"Blunt, when applied to someone's way of speaking...it means something
like, saying things straight out rather than hinting and suggesting and
euphemizing."

"As in saying, I want to do...er, to fuck you all day, instead of, oh,
I don't know, I don't know how to say it any other way."

"Yes.  Instead of something like "hey, cutie, are you doing anything
tonight?" or similar coded phrases."

"Is that a code?  I'll have to remember it."

"Oh, the list of ways this language has to invite people to sex, to
accept or decline such invitations, is ridiculously long.  It's taken
me simals and simals to get even a few of them straight.  It's actually
more a culture thing than a language thing.  This is mostly a human
language, and human culture is weird about sex."

"That last, I did know."

"Anyhow.  For tonight, let's see, if I'm to get there...hm, no need to
go home first...and I'm leaving from here...um, Karshik, when do you
need to leave in the morning?"

It developed they needed to leave at about the same time, so, after
setting alarms to guard against oversleeping, they snuggled up to one
another and fell asleep together.

----------------

Spyro woke and blinked, disoriented for a moment before remembering.
As he started to sit up, Karshik rolled over and sat up too.  Spyro
grinned.  "Thank you for a gorgeous evening and night."

"Thank you, my friend, thank you.  I hope we can do that again
sometime, and I wish we had another round or two to, to fuck more this
morning."

"So do I, so do I.  But our mornings are already committed."

"Yeah.  Tr'k'skipp'forsshhh..."  The look on Karshik's face made Spyro
suspect that was some kind of expression of annoyance or a curse.  "We
probably don't have even a quarter-round, but do you think we can spare
maybe five slices?  I really would like you in me again, even if for
just a few strokes."

Spyro smiled.  "My time constraint is a soft one.  If I get there five
or ten slices late, it's no big deal."

Karshik said, "I'm willing to risk being a few slices late myself, for
the sake of a little more sex with you."

Spyro extended his erection and started kneading Karshik's crotch with
his paw.  She said, "Stop teasing me, just do...just fuck me.  We don't
have much time."

He nodded and said, "Good point." as he mounted her.  A few gentle
strokes and his cock was buried deep in her.  "Oh yes.  This is
marvelous."

"It is.  Thank you, thank you, thank you."

It was only a few slices later they managed to make themselves part
ways.  Karshik headed her way and Spyro headed off to follow Hunter's
directions to Bentley's place.  Soon he found the building.  He checked
the time - good, only a few slices late.  He called Hunter.

"Hi Spyro!"

"Hi Hunter!  Okay, I'm outside the building, you said to call at this
point."

"OK.  I got delayed, but I'm on my way; if you'll hang on a..." - and
Spyro began to hear Hunter's voice directly as well as through the
phone - "...little I'll be right there."  Spyro told his phone to hang
up.

"Hi, crazy cheetah."

"Hey, flame-breath!  C'mon."  Hunter led Spyro into the building,
produced a ring with a few keys on it, and let them in.  "Agent 9 and
Angela are on their way; we're supposed to expect them in..."  He
checked the time.  "...maybe a quarter-round or so."

"Goodness.  Whatever will we do until they get here?"

Hunter laughed.  "I'm sure we can think of something."  It was only a
few slices later that Hunter let them into Bentley's suite.

"Wow.  Bentley's got a niiice place."

"I think his family owns the building."

"That'd do it."  Spyro looked around.  "Should I explore, or do you
want to give me the tour, or what?"

"I can't imagine Bentley would mind you exploring.  But if there's
anything you particularly want me to show you, just ask."

"I think I'll just have a quick peep around, then."  Spyro trotted
through the place, looking into each room, figuring out how the layout
fit together.  By the time he got back to the entryway, Hunter was
gone.  "Hunter?"

"In here!"  Hunter's voice came from the next room over.  Spyro headed
that way.  "This is where our little group usually hangs out when we
meet here."

"I wondered; it looked awfully comfy."  The room was half-sunken and
full of cushions.  "But I can't help worrying about damaging the
cushions, or getting stains on things."

"You're far from alone in that reaction.  But Bentley insists that is
one of the last things we should worry about.  And, indeed, if this
stuff could stain from sex, it would be solid stains by now."  He
grinned.

Spyro chuckled.  "You've met here often?"

"Probably over..."  He thought for a moment.  "...at least a hundred
times.  Probably more like a hundred and fifty."

"A hundred and fifty!"  Spyro blinked.  "You people have been busy."

"Well, figure we probably have some kind of get-together, even if only
a few of us, something like weekly, and this is easily the most popular
of our meeting-places."

"So!"  Spyro tumbled into the middle of the pit, rolling around on the
cushions until he ended up next to Hunter.  "So what shall we do while
waiting?"

The timing couldn't've been better: Hunter's phone rang just then.

"Hello!"
"Yup!  Spyro and I are here already."
"Cool.  We'll be down."

He hung up.  "They're at the front door."  He glanced at the time.  "A
little early, but that's hardly a catastrophe.  You want to go let 'em
in or shall I?"

"Maybe you better; Agent 9 hasn't seen me me in simals and Angela maybe
ever."

"Ooh, good point.  Just as well we didn't get into playing much, maybe;
we don't want to upset Bentley's neighbours with a cheetah wandering
through the halls with a hard-on."

Spyro laughed.  "You have a point.  Get down there and let 'em in
before I get carried away and give you one."

Hunter just grinned in answer and bounded off towards the front door.

Spyro sprawled amid the cushions and started daydreaming about
Elora...and Karshik...and Bentley...and about then he heard Hunter
returning.

"...been there to see that!"  That had to be Agent 9.

"Well, now we can see for ourselves!"  Okay, it wasn't Agent 9 and
wasn't Hunter, so that had to be Angela.  She had a fairly ordinary
female voice.

Hunter said, "And here's the guest of honour!" as the three of them
trooped into the room with Spyro.

Agent 9 said, "Lot bigger'n I remember."

Hunter said, "Well, he was just a kid back then."

Angela said, "If that's what it looks like, he's no kid now!"  She was
a furry humanoid, bipedal, maybe a little shorter than Hunter and
orange with stripes of a slightly darker orange.  Her face looked
almost feline, but not quite.  She appeared to be wearing as much
clothing as Hunter, which was to say, none at all, and had visible
breasts of approximately human proportions.

Hunter said, "No, no kid now!  Spyro, I see you were getting started by
yourself?"

"Oh, this?"  Spyro patted his erection.  "I was just remembering the
other day."

Angela said, "Yes, Hunter was saying."

Spyro grinned and said to Hunter, "Spreading rumours about me, are you
now?"

Agent 9 said, "Only good ones."

Hunter protested, "Nothing but the truth, Spyro, nothing but the
truth!"

Agent 9 said, "So who gets first crack at him?"

Spyro said, "Some reason you can't all join me over here?"

Angela said, "Yeah, but you've got just the one dick."

"I've got a tongue..."  His tongue flicked out for a moment.  "I
wouldn't want to risk trying to do anything with my forepaws, but if
you three can figure any way to, I don't see any reason we can't all
four play."

Agent 9 said, "You got a butt?"

Spyro smiled a little sadly.  "Yes, but it would probably injure any of
you who tried to play with it beyond just tickling the outer fringes."

"You sure?"

"Yes.  Let's put it this way: we dragons have to make our sex toys out
of stone, because we crush wooden ones to splinters.  Whether we mean
to or not."

"Ooh."  Agent 9 looked sobered.  "Is it safe for you to suck someone
off?"

"Yes; provided *I* don't cum, it should be fine."

Hunter put in, "It's hard to make him cum.  But it's just as well; you
don't want him cumming inside you."

Angela said, "We don't?"

Hunter said, "No, it's..." just as Spyro started to say, "No,
that's..."  Hunter smiled.  "I defer to the expert."

"The jet produced when a drafar cums has dragon muscles behind it.
It's enough to injure or kill most creatures - maybe not from the
outside, but inside, with all the delicate tissues in there?  I think
there were actually two deaths before word got around - not dead on the
spot, but injured badly enough to die from it.  And even from the
outside, it wouldn't surprise me if it could bruise or worse."

Angela said, "But it's hard to make you cum?"

"It is.  I came recently enough that it would take even the sexiest of
druburag a lot of work and time to make me cum.  Probably at least a
day, maybe two."  He waved a paw.  "I've yet to even come close to
hurting a cansaren partner."

Hunter said, "Let's put it this way.  I would cheerfully let Spyro fuck
my ass, or suck me off.  If I had a twat I'd let him fuck it too."  He
waded in, collapsing next to Spyro and starting to stroke the dragon
cock.

Angela walked slowly to the edge of the bowl and lay back, starting to
finger herself.

Spyro said, "You're welcome to come on over here!"

Angela grinned.  "And miss the chance to watch two males at play?"

"You like that?  Agent 9?  Wanna make it three males?  D'you go that
way?"

Agent 9 had been shucking what little clothing he was wearing; he
scampered amid the cushions, ending up standing between Hunter's legs.
He placed his erection alongside Hunter's, wrapped both hands around
them, and started stroking them together.

Angela muttered, "Oh God..." and started plunging the fingers of one
hand into her quim while rubbing her clit with the other.

Spyro said, "My tongue's not busy now, Angela, if you'd like help doing
that."

She looked uncertain for a moment, then relocated to the other side of
Spyro's head.  Spyro turned his head and started licking her slit.  She
squealed and held her legs up and apart.

Hunter said, "Wish Tara were here.  Or Elora."

"Ohh..hh?"  Angela was clearly inquiring, but also clearly quite
distracted by Spyro's licking.

"They enjoyed Spyro's cock the...oh, Agent 9...the other day."

"Well, hell, if they can, so can I."  She stood up and straddled
Spyro's hips, reaching down and holding his cock pointing up.  She
slowly lowered herself onto it.  "Ohhh.  I can...see why."

Spyro smiled and turned his head back to the other side, his tongue
flicking out to wrap around the Hunter-and-Agent-9 pair of cocks.

Agent 9 gasped.  "That's, oh, do that more...."

Hunter panted and started thrusting his hips slightly at nothing.

Spyro's tongue curled around the cocks, slithering up and down,
brushing across the tips, returning to spiral around them and squeeze.
It wasn't long before both of them were leaking precum, which Spyro's
busy tongue smeared around to make everything slipperier.

Angela was staring fixedly at Spyro's tongue playing with the cheetah
and monkey cocks as she pumped her snatch up and down on the dragon
version.

Then Agent 9 shrieked and his cock started to spurt.  Spyro's tongue
started moving so fast it was hard to see, wrapping around and sliding
on the pair of cocks.  Agent 9's back arched and he fell back against
the cushion, still spurting all over both cocks and Spyro's tongue.
Angela started panting heavily and was bouncing vigorously up and down
on Spyro's erection, driving it deep into her hole each stroke.

Eventually Agent 9's cock stopped spurting, though it kept twitching.
Spyro's tongue kept flickering around, seeming to be everywhere at
once.  Eventually Agent 9 raised a hand and said weakly, "Enough..."
and Spyro's tongue unwound itself, letting the two cocks separate, then
wound itself back around just the cheetah member, squeezing and
stroking more slowly.

Agent 9 just lay back panting heavily.  Spyro's tongue kept playing
with Hunter's cock and Angela, if anything, was fucking her cunt onto
Spyro's cock even more eagerly.  She said, so distractedly it wasn't
clear she even meant to say it, "I think I may..."

Then Hunter groaned deeply and his cock started to spurt.  Spyro
started his tongue dancing again and Hunter whined as if desperate for
something.  His cock pulsed and jetted.  And again.  And again.  Each
time, Spyro's talented tongue would swipe up most of the liquid and use
it to lubricate its frantic, frenetic stimulation.

Angela moaned loudly, then even louder, then lifted her legs up, her
whole weight driving her crotch against Spyro's.  She fell forward,
lying atop him, her hips bouncing frantically up and down.

Hunter finally held up a hand and Spyro slowed and stilled his tongue,
leaving the cheetah cock with one last squeeze, which made Hunter
twitch.

Then Angela slowed and stopped, panting heavily, lying atop Spyro, his
erection still buried inside her.

It was at least a few slices later, but Agent 9 was the first to
recover.  He finally sat up and looked at the other three.  Spyro saw
him looking and winked.  Hunter and Angela were still getting their
breath back.  Agent 9 smiled and lay back against the cushions, idly
fingering his cock.

Angela eventually started to move, slowly, her hips sliding her up and
down Spyro's shaft once again.  She finally said, "I see why..."

Spyro said, "Why...?"

She said, "What?  Oh.  Why Tara and Elora liked you so much.  You're
warm and hard and alive and so fucking sexy the way you made them cum
and you stay hard and you fill me so and you're just ohhhh..."  She
started moving faster.  "And you really won't cum from this?"

"No, not unless we keep at it for, like, multiple days, and maybe not
even then.  I did cum just recently, which is part of why."

"But, isn't it frustrating?"

"Frustrating?  Why would it be frustrating?"

"All of us getting to cum and you're still there, all revved up and
unable to go anywhere..."

"Enjoying being turned on by my friends, able to help them feel good?
That sounds like a good thing to me.  I'm not...whatever kind of
creature you are; I don't need to cum to have a good time.  Not that I
don't enjoy it, but it's hardly necessary.  It's like the dessert at
the end of a delicious dinner: it can be great, but the dinner is still
delicious without it.  And I had dessert recently, too; I don't need
another one now."

Angela said, "I'd have trouble taking that point of view.  I like my
desserts too much.  But I'm glad you're that way, because this is, oh,
Spyro, can we just keep doing this forever?"  She closed her eyes and
kept bouncing up and down on Spyro's pole.

Agent 9 eventually got up and moved over to Hunter, where he started
sucking the cheetah cock.  It was half shrunken and showed no sign of
reviving.

Hunter said, "Bianca?  Oh, right, she's not here.  Give me a few more
slices, Agent 9, and I'll be ready to go again."

Agent 9 lifted his mouth clear and said, "You know me.  Does this feel
good?"

"Point."  Hunter sighed happily and lay back.

It was at least a quarter-round later, and Hunter was fully hard in
Agent 9's mouth, when Angela lifted herself up and got off Spyro.
"Spyro?  Is your tongue just for cocks, or could I find out what it can
do for my pussy?"

Spyro smiled broadly and said, "Not exclusive at all.  Remember, I
licked you a little earlier?"

She blinked.  "Oh, right!"

He continued, "Would you rather lie back, or do you want to sit on my
face?"

She shivered.  "Even just thinking about it is turning me on.
Ohhh...."  She grabbed one nipple with one hand and started rubbing her
clit with the other.

Hunter half sat up and pulled Angela's shoulder back until she
collapsed onto the cushions.  "Silly.  Lie down and let him lick you."

She needed no further encouragement, lying spread-eagled on the
cushions.  Spyro twisted around until he could apply his tongue to her
pussy.  She moaned and writhed, splaying her legs even wider.

Many slices later, Angela sat up, leaned over, and grabbed Agent 9's
arm.  "Hey you.  I want a cock to *spurt* in my pussy.  You game?"

Agent 9 giggled.  "You know me!"  He looked over at Hunter, who smiled
and nodded.  Agent 9 clambered over Spyro, using his erection as a
handhold, which made Spyro giggle, and plunged himself enthusiastically
into Angela's dripping-wet slit.

Spyro twisted around until he was lying alongside Hunter, watching
Agent 9 and Angela.  Hunter started watching them too, and soon started
stroking Spyro's cock idly.  After a few slices, Spyro said, "Hang on,
Hunter, let's try..."  He burrowed around in the cushions, making a
place lying atop him and cushions, which he patted.  "Lie down here,
then you can keep doing that and I can still lick you."

Hunter smiled and stretched out, still watching Angela and Agent 9 and
stroking Spyro, but now Spyro's head was between Hunter's legs, the
talented dragon tongue playing with the cheetah cock with Spyro still
watching the other two.

Angela seemed to want to watch the sight of the dragon and cheetah
playing with one another, but kept getting distracted by the monkey
cock in her pussy.  Between the two of them she was soon cumming,
gasping and moaning.  Agent 9 said, "Do that again and I just may spurt
in you."

Angela said, "Keep that up and I likely will!  Oh, I hope so..."  She
started twisting her nipples with her fingertips.

Hunter said, "Does it help to hear...oh!...that I'm likely to...spurt
soon again myself?"

Angela gasped, "I hope you...oh, Agent 9...hope you do!  I love seeing,
oh, seeing stiff cocks spurting, yes, loads of cum squirting all
over..."  She seemed to be getting carried away thinking about it.

Agent 9 said, "Yes, like the load I'm going to be depositing deep into
your cunt, oh fuck, deep in your wet, fuck-happy cunt any moment, oh,
I'm going, going to, oh FUCK!"  And he rammed himself into Angela as
hard as he could, gasping and twitching, spurting deep inside her.

She shrieked, "Yes!!" and arched her back, Agent 9's orgasm setting her
own off.

A slice or two later, as they wound down, Angela looked over at Hunter
and Spyro.  "Hunter?  You getting close?"

Hunter nodded distractedly.

"Good.  Spyro, you mind if he cums in my mouth?"

Spyro withdrew his tongue and got out of the way.  Angela dove for
Hunter's crotch and sucked his cock into her mouth as if she were
starving for it.

Hunter yowled and thrust his hips at Angela.  "You...I'm...if you..."
Then Spyro's tonguetip flicked out to brush Hunter's asshole and Hunter
jumped and gasped, spurting helplessly into Angela's warm mouth.

Spyro's tongue slithered over and wrapped aorund his own cock, stroking
it gently, almost idly.

Many slices later, Angela bestirred herself to sit up.  "That was good.
Thank you, everyone."

Agent 9 said, "Very good.  Thank you."

Hunter nodded.  "I concur."

Spyro said, "Indeed."

Angela said, "To extend your analogy, Spyro, I may not be able to feed
you dessert, but if you'd ever like just plain dinner...."

Spyro chuckled.  "Indeed.  And, if you ever want a cock to fuck that
lasts, and are willing to give up feeling its spurt inside you...."

Agent 9 said, "Spyro, was I seeing things, or were you licking your own
cock?"

Spyro smiled.  "No, I was."  He started doing so again.

Agent 9 said, "I...kinda like watching that."  He started playing with
his cock, but only semi-seriously - as if he just liked the feel rather
than aiming for an orgasm.

Hunter said, "It is neat.  But in my case it makes me want to fill a
pussy while watching."

Angela said, "Well, one is available."

Hunter moved over to snuggle up to Angela from behind.  His hips moved
slowly against her as they watched Spyro lick himself.  After a few
thins he shifted and she murmured, "Oh yes..." as wet squelching noises
announced to the room that he was sliding into her.

Some slices later, Agent 9 was hard again, though stroking himself only
desultorily.  Hunter and Angela were still fucking, slowly and wetly.
Spyro was still licking his own cock.  And then Hunter's phone rang.

He picked up the phone, looked at it, and tossed it aside, where it
kept ringing.  "Don't know the number.  Let 'em go to voicemail."

About half a ring before Hunter's phone stopped ringing, Spyro's rang.
He looked at it, smiled, and answered.  "Hi, Karshik!"

"Oh, bummer."
"No, we're doing fine here."
"Hunter and me, whom you've met, and Angela and Agent 9, whom I don't
think you have."
"Oh, very much so."
"Me too."
"Absolutely."
"OK.  Bye!"  He hung up.

Hunter asked, "Karshik?"

"Yup.  She thought she might be able to make it here around midday, but
was calling to say not."

"'s too bad.  Woulda liked her to a' met Angela and Agent 9."

"Yeah.  But there will be other times."

Agent 9 asked, "Who is she?"

Hunter said, "Karshik?  That's the Earthshaper I mentioned from the
other day."

"Oh, that was her name?  OK."

Angela said, "Hu..Hunter?"

He said, "Yes?"

"You're welcome to give Spyro my contact info."

"You already told me that.  I even already gave him your info."

Agent 9 said, "Oh, me too, me too!"

Angela said, "_You_ already _do_ have my contact info."

Agent 9 threw a small cushion at her.  "You know what I mean."

Spyro said, "Agent 9, you also must have told Hunter; he gave me
contact info for both of you.  But, Hunter, why you?"

Hunter said, "I seem to have become the central contact point for our
little group.  But right now, I'm busy.  I have someone deliciously
female distracting me."

Angela giggled.  "You're pretty deliciously male yourself."  She
reached down between her legs and squeezed Hunter's cock when it slid
partway out of her on his next thrust.

Spyro had gone back to licking his own cock.  The four of them lay
there enjoying themselves.

----------------

A couple of days later, Bianca phoned Spyro.

"Hi!"

"Hi, Spyro!  Got a question for you."

"Ask away!"

"Could I get you and me and either Bentley or Karshik together
sometime?"

"Fine by me.  What's up?"

"Well, after the other day, I was thinking..."

"Always a dangerous occupation."

"Indeed."  She giggled.  "But this time, trying to make things less
dangerous."

"Less dangerous?  What, you're thinking about how to avoid thinking?
That sound like a self-defeating exercise if I ever heard of one!"

She giggled more.  "No, no, silly.  Less dangerous for non-dragon sex
partners of yours."

"Oh!  You've been working on spells?"

"I have!  I'm to the point where I have something to test."

"Well, I hope it works; I really don't want to injure anyone."

"I think I know how to do a test in a way that's relatively safe even
if it doesn't work right."

"So, would it help if I didn't cum for a while?"

"Well, probably; it will be hard to test if you'll have trouble
cumming."

"Okay.  Well, let's see what we can work out for scheduling.  Then we
can get hold of Bentley or Karshik and find out what works.  Oh, why
Bentley or Karshik?"

"Well, I'm assuming you'll find it easier to cum with help from one of
them."

"Hm, likely enough.  Okay, let's see what we can work out..."

They eventually figured out some times.  Spyro noted them down and,
once Bianca hung up, called Karshik.

"Hello!"

"Hi, Karshik!  Spyro here."

"Spyro!  I was hoping to hear from you."

"And now you have!  Got a question for you.  Do you recall Bianca, you
met her that day in Midday Gardens?"

"Bianca...Bianca...was that the...what's the word, person who does
magic?"

"Magician?  Sorceress?  Yes.  And she's been working on some magic."

"I assume you intend to tell me about it..."

"I do indeed!  She's working on something to help me cum inside someone
not as rugged as you or a drubar without injuring her."

"Well, _we_ won't need that."

"No, indeed we won't, and it's awesome.  But she asked me for help
testing it.  And that means I'll need to cum.  And *that* would be
easier if my favourite sexy disskir helped."

"Well...promise me this won't take you away from me?"

Spyro laughed softly.  "No fear of that, my dear."

"I wonder if she could do something similar for skrakkichak."

"Maybe!  If you're there, you could certainly ask."

Karshik chuckled.  "So, when and where?"

"She and I were talking about that..."

They found a time that worked and agreed where to meet.

----------------

Spyro picked up Karshik and the two of them made their way to Bianca's.
Spyro rang the bell.  It was only moments before Bianca flung the door
open.  "Spyro!  Karshik!  Welcome!"

The three of them hugged hello - carefully - and trooped into Bianca's
place as she locked the door again.  "Okay, you two.  The lab's this
way."  She led them into a room full of bookshelves and arcane
equipment.  "So, Karshik, I assume Spyro explained what the idea is?"

"He said you were trying to develop magic so his, what was the word,
orgasming?"  She glanced over at Spyro, who nodded.  "--wouldn't injure
someone like you or Elora."

"Or a human, or cheetah, or whatever.  Yes.  And I think I might have
it; I've made enough progress that I have something ready to test."

Spyro said, "How can you test without risking injury?"

Bianca said, "Well, I was thinking.  There are two ways to address
this: I could toughen up the one partner or weaken the other."

"Fair enough."

"The former is, as you say, more difficult to test safely.  But
weakening your spurt is something that can be tested much more easily."
She picked up a piece of what looked like an overgrown test-tube, about
the right size for Spyro's erection to fit inside it.  "We fit this
with a sensor piece..."  She picked up a blob that looked like black
putty.  "This changes colour when it takes an impact.  For example..."
She threw it down on the table, hard, and picked it up again.  "See?"
She turned the side that hit the table towards them.  It had flattened
a little; the flat part was a reddish-orange.  She set it down on the
table again.  "Spyro?  Give it a whack."

Spyro swung his foreleg over and down, almost invisibly fast, hitting
with a dull smack.  It flattened a little more; the top turned a patchy
green.

Karshik said, "May I try?"

Bianca stood back a little.  "Be my guest."

Karshik stepped up to it and whacked it with a fist.  The top turned
mottled yellow, green, and blue.

"Neat.  How do you reset it?"

"Time.  Just let it sit.  It takes a round or two for it to return to
all-black.  Or I can just..."  She said something neither of the others
understood and touched the blob with a fingertip.  It started to fade
to black, taking no more than a thin or two.

"Okay", Spyro said, "but how do you keep my...that's interesting..."
He was staring fixedly at the tube.  "You've got that thing really
loaded up with spells."

"Yes.  The tube is reinforced with some very strong magic.  You could
set off high explosive in there and it would just force its way out the
open end.  And I know that because I've tried it."

"So, do you have a baseline?  I can't imagine you know details of how
much of an impact my..un-weakened..orgasm has."

"That's what I want to get today.  I've just got this" - she patted the
black blob - "working.  I've made some progress on the weakening
itself, but I'm still working on that."

Spyro nodded.  "So..."

"So, we need to make you cum.  But warn me when you're going to so I
can slip this" - she dropped the black blob into the tube and muttered
something - "onto that lovely stiff cock of yours."

Karshik said, "But won't his..spurt..push that off his..cock?"

"Possibly.  But it's as close to unbreakable as I can make it" - she
hurled it at one wall, a stone wall; it hit with a dull clunk and fell
to the floor - "so it doesn't matter, as long as we get a usable
baseline."

Karshik asked, "Baseline?" as Bianca retrieved the "test tube".

Spyro supplied, "A baseline for a measurement is a...standard for
comparison.  In this case, she means that it doesn't matter if my
orgasm blows that across the room, as long as we can compare the
results when I'm unaffected and after she's worked her magic on me."

Bianca nodded.  "Exactly.  So now, sexy, how can we coax that lovely
cock of yours out into the open?"

Karshik wrapped one arm around Spyro and started kneading his groin
with the other.  "I'm sure we can do something like that."

Spyro giggled and started to show his erection.  Karshik started
stroking it as it emerged; it didn't take long before it was all out.

Bianca said, "Oh, I should check..."  She picked up the tube and
reached over.  "May I?"

Karshik let go and Spyro said, "What's up?"

"I want to make sure this actually fits."

"Go for it."

She slid the tube over his erection.  "A bit too loose..."  She took it
off and stroked it, muttering under her breath.  She tried again.
"There."

Spyro chuckled.  "Roughen the interior of that tube and it actually
might work as a sex toy for me."

"I hadn't thought of that."  She slid it up and down on him a few
times.  "Not practical for general-purpose use, as it takes a lot of
work to strengthen it this much, but I don't expect to have any other
use for this after this experiment.  Once we're done I'll see about
texturing the inside."

"It's not as simple as changing its size?"

"No; the strengthening spells have a special carve-out for changing the
size.  Other physical changes would require a lot more work."

Spyro just nodded.  Bianca slid it off and laid it carefully at hand.
"Can I contribute?  Maybe do a little strip-tease?"

Karshik went back to stroking Spyro's erection.  "What's a strip-tease?
I've seen the term but..."

Bianca interrupted, "I can demo."  She licked her lips and started to
sway from side to side, rubbing her breasts through her tank-top.
"It's basically the two words put together: I strip in a way that
teases visually."

Spyro started scratching Karshik's crotch with one paw.  She growled,
deep in her throat, and said, "Oh yes.  Watch her, dear, and let me
take care of this."  She bent over and started sucking on Spyro's
prick.

Spyro started panting.  "Oh good gods, Karshik, you do that so well."
He slipped a claw inside her.  Bianca slid one hand from her breast
down to her crotch, rubbing through her skirt.

Spyro moaned.  "Oh, yes, Karshik, Bianca..."

Bianca slipped her hand in the neckline of her tank-top and kneaded her
breast more directly.  She caught her breath and caught her lip between
her teeth.

Spyro started thrusting his hips gently at Karshik.  She lifted her
mouth off him, said "Yes...fuck me, my mouth...", dove back onto his
cock, and took his other forepaw and placed it on the back of her head.

He thrust more vigorously.  Bianca lifted the bottom of her top,
clearing one breast and kneading it directly.  She leaned back against
the wall and spread her legs, kneading her crotch more firmly with her
other hand.

Karshik took both Spyro's forepaws in her hands and placed them on the
sides of her head, then started rubbing her crotch herself, bobbing her
head enthusiastically up and down.

Spyro took the invitation, thrusting into Karshik's mouth.  "You...you
like this, do you?"

She let out a noise that was about as close to "Mmm-hmm" as she could
make and slid a finger into her own hole.

Spyro rolled his head back and thrust more, fucking Karshik's mouth
with abandon.

Bianca pulled her top up so it was bunched up under her arms, playing
with both of her nipples.  Her other hand dipped inside her skirt,
moving under the damp spot that was visible where it covered her
crotch.

Then Karshik reached down and probed Spyro's ass-pucker with a finger.
He gasped and his whole body twitched.  "Bianca...be ready..."  Bianca
picked up the tube and moved over until she was next to them, pulling
off her top and flinging it aside in the process.

Spyro said "Awfully close..."

Bianca picked up the tube and started rubbing it across her crotch,
like an oversized dildo.

Spyro said, "Now!" and lifted Karshik's head off his erection.  The
moment his cock was clear, Bianca slid the "test tube" into place.

Karshik lay back, masturbating herself vigorously, her gaze fixed on
Spyro's cock.

Bianca pumped the tube-and-blob up and down on Spyro's cock a time or
two, until he tipped his head back and let out a huge gout of flame.
His cock twitched and spurted, yanking the tube right out of Bianca's
hands.  It flew up against the ceiling and fell to the floor,
half-filled with an orange liquid.  He spurted again, another jet of
orange that hit the ceiling, albeit barely.  He started stroking
himself, jetting out more orange much more weakly.

Karshik groaned "Isshakkir..." and made that landslide noise that meant
she was cumming.

Bianca moaned and arched her back as she too came.

Everyone lay there getting their respective breaths back.  A few slices
later, Bianca muttered something and reached out towards the sample
tube.  It floated over to her hand.  She groaned and swiped up a dollop
of the orange cum, stripping her skirt off with her other hand.  "So
*fucking* erotic."  She started masturbating vigorously with the hand
covered in Spyro's cum.

Karshik watched her fixedly, masturbating more herself.

Everyone eventually wound down.  Bianca took the tube over to a nearby
sink and rinsed it out.  She then shook the blob out of it and
inspected it critically.  It was mostly blue, fading to green in some
places, where it touched the tube, with a dull-white spot right where
Spyro's jet first hit it.  Bianca muttered a bit more and put it on a
rack.  "Okay, we've got our baseline sample.  Oh, Spyro, I'm really
looking forward to making this work.  It's hot to diddle myself with
your cum; I *so* want to feel it straight from the source."

Spyro asked, "But won't that fade?"

"No, I froze it in place.  I'd need to release that before it can fade
back to black."

Karshik said, "Oh, Bianca, I have a question for you.  Is what you're
doing specific to dragons?"

"Specific to dragons?"  Bianca seemed puzzled.

"Well, skrakki-- uh, males of my kind, have a similar issue."

"Oh!  I hadn't thought about that."  She tilted her head thoughtfully,
staring at Karshik.  "It might work directly; if not it would probably
be easy to adapt.  I'd need a bit of research time to be sure.  I'll
look into it."

"Earthshapers would thank you for it."

"Even the females?"

"Even skdisskir.  Most of the Earthshapers you meet will be skdisskir;
this is because we tolerate lack of sex better than the skrakkichak.  I
know of a dozen or so skdisskir here, but only two skrakkichak; if the
pool of sex partners were widened, I guess we would get about equal
numbers, and that would make us happier too."  She gazed thoughtfully
at Spyro.  "Though if Spyro is typical of male dragons, I wonder.  I
know *I* miss skrakkichak a lot less since discovering him."

Spyro smiled.  "Thank you."

Karshik patted Spyro's crotch.  "I *really* like doing...er, fucking
you."

Spyro brushed his tail across Karshik's crotch.  "And I like fucking
you, too."

Bianca said, "Can I watch sometime?  What we did here was hot; I'd like
to watch you two more.  And some of my research would be easier if you,
Karshik, were around."

Spyro raised an eyebrow and looked over at Karshik.  "Fine by _me_.
Karshik?"

She made a noise that was probably intended to be a chuckle.  "I would
like that.  Especially if I get to watch you...um, bastermate?"

Bianca said, "Bastermate?  Oh, masturbate?"

"Yeah, that."

She smiled.  "Watching you two, it'd be difficult for me to _not_."

Spyro said, "Oh, I'd like that."  After a moment he added, "Oh,
Karshik, you seemed to like me thrusting into your mouth; is that a
turn-on for you?"

"Turn-on?"

"Is it arousing?"

"Oh, Isshakkir, yes.  I love doing sex in my...um, how would I say
that?  I love fucking in my mouth?"

Bianca said, "Maybe `I love being fucked in my mouth'.  Or, perhaps
more idiomatically, `I love being face-fucked'."

Karshik shivered.  "Even just hearing you say it makes me...um,
turn-ons me?"

Spyro said, "It'd be, `turns me on'.  Grammatically separable."

"Yes, it turns me on.  Someone holding my head and..fucking?..my mouth,
that is *so* good.  Especially if it feels as though he's running off
with, no, I think your idiom is different.  If he's not trying to stop
himself, something with `away'..."

Bianca suggested, "Getting carried away?"

"That's it, yes."

Spyro said, "I was trying to be careful."

"Spyro, my dear, with me you do not need to be careful.  I might even
be a little stronger than you are, and I do not think you could hurt me
by, um, face-fucking?"  Spyro nodded.  "...even if I weren't."

Spyro shivered and his erection put in a renewed appearance.  "Shall we
find out?"

Karshik said, "I'd love to.  But we're taking up Bianca's day and lab."

Bianca said, "If you don't mind me watching and getting fiercely turned
on, you are entirely welcome to do that right here."

Karshik rolled over next to Spyro and leaned over as if to suck on his
cock, but just said, "Spyro, just grab me and fuck me.  Let yourself
get carried away, I think you said, as much as you like.  I really like
feeling...I don't know how to put it.  Feeling that I've got a male so
aroused he can't hold back."

Bianca said, "But doesn't that risk hurting you?  With many creatures,
it does.  Certainly most furry bipeds.  Humans too, I think."

"It does?  How?"

"Anything from a bruised nose to someone choking."

"Choking?  Oh, being can't breathe?"

"Yes, being unable to breathe."

"How?  The mouth isn't the nose."

"Well...I don't know how it works with Earthshapers, but, in a lot of
creatures, the mouth and the nose use the same passage through the
neck."

"The same?  How do you avoid breathing your food?"

"I'm not sure."

"Well, that's not an issue for Earthshapers.  It takes specific effort
for us to let breath out through the mouth, as for speaking.  The tube
from mouth to stomach can be completely blocked and breathing is not
affected.  Besides, we need to breathe less than most kinds; I can stop
breathing for half a round without even being...without it being even
inconvenient.  Stopping breathing will kill an Earthshaper eventually,
but it takes rounds and rounds."

"How...no, never mind.  Not important now."  Bianca stripped the rest
of the way down.  "This, I want to see."

Karshik drew Spyro's cock into her mouth.  After a few moments, she
took Spyro's paws and placed them on the sides of her head.  He said,
"Oh, that's right.  I'm too used to tissue-paper cansarinag."  He
started thrusting, pulling Karshik's mouth onto his cock with each
thrust.  She started rubbing her crotch.

After a few slices, Spyro said, "Wanna straddle my face?  I'd like to
lick you while we do this."  She lifted her head off and said, "Oh,
yes!  I forgot you can do that!"  She moved to a 69 position over
Spyro, said "Just grab me and fuck me!" and plunged her mouth back down
onto Spyro's cock.  Syro wrapped one paw over the back of Karshik's
head and the other around her hips, thrusting hungrily with both cock
and tongue.

Bianca moaned, half sitting up against the wall with her legs splayed,
one hand busy on her clit and the other pinching and twisting her
nipples.

It wasn't long before Karshik was groaning deeply, pressing her crotch
into Spyro's face.  Spyro was thrusting rhythmically, pumping in and
out of Karshik's mouth.  Bianca was finger-fucking herself, eyes
glittering, fixed on the other two.

Then Karshik came on Spyro's tongue.  As her orgasm wound down, she
lifted her mouth off Spyro and said, "Spyro...use me like a sex toy!
Fuck me!"  Then she sucked his cock back into her mouth, wrapped her
arms around his torso, and rolled over so he was on top of her.

Spyro groaned deeply and adjusted his position, pumping even faster
into Karshik's mouth.

Then Bianca grabbed the now-empty "test tube" and started using it as a
dildo, fucking herself vigorously with it.  It was only moments before
she moaned so loud it was almost a scream, cumming strongly.  Spyro
moved even faster.

Then Karshik came again.  As she started to, Spyro dove for her crotch
with his tongue, still pumping away in her mouth.  Her orgasmic noises
got even louder and she wrapped her legs around Spyro's head and her
arms around his hips, holding him tight to her.

It must have been a quarter-round later that Spyro finally rolled off
of Karshik, lying sprawled on the floor.  "That...that was awesome."

Karshik murmured, about as softly as her voice could, "It was.  About
the only way it could have been better would be if you had spurted in
my mouth."

"I would have loved to.  But, less than a round after cumming for
Bianca's test...maybe, MAYBE, I could have back right after my own
change.  But now, no, twice in one day, even, borders on impossible."

Bianca said, "Hmm, let me have a look..." and closed her eyes, mumbling
under her breath and making arcane gestures with both hands.  The other
two watched her for a moment, then turned to look at one another with
"...and?" expressions on their faces.  But it wasn't long before Bianca
stopped and said, "I'm not so sure it's impossible.  I need to
investigate more."

Karshik said, "Spyro, I would really like to do that again with you
sometime, with or without Bianca.  Only I want you to really let go."

"That's...difficult.  It feels like, like...like depersonalizing you,
like treating you as a thing instead of a person."

"That's exactly what I want.  When you fuck a sex toy, you just...want
your pleasure, right?  The sex toy isn't a consideration."

"Well, yeah.  But a sex toy doesn't have feelings.  You're not a sex
toy.  I care about you.  How you get treated _does_ matter.  At least
to me."

"But...I *want* you to...to get so aroused you lose track.  I *want*
you to make my body your sex toy, to fuck me like you do a...how would
you put it, an artificial cunt?"

Spyro smiled sadly.  "Your choice of phrase is flawless.  But asking me
to stop caring about you, that is... it is not something that is easy
for me to do - and it is not something I want to do, for that matter."

"That is not...never mind, I think I cannot say quite what I mean."

Bianca said, "Spyro?"

"Mmm?"

"Been meaning to ask.  You used an odd word, back then in the cavern."

"An odd word?"

"When I did the refractory cancel for Hunter.  You said it was an
interesting...vess, was it?"

"Oh!  `Vesh', probably."

"Yes, that was it.  What's that?"

"Dragons have...well, this tongue doesn't really have a good word for
it, which is why I used the Tanchirri word.  `Vayss' is a verb which,
well, you'd use it like `see', but it refers to perceiving magic rather
than light.  `Vesh' is...well, if `vayss' is `see', `vesh' is `sight'.
Sight as in `that's an interesting sight'; sight as in `he's lost his
sight' would be `norvin'.  So, yes, I...well, to conjugate `vayss' as
if it belonged to this tongue, I vayssed what you did and found it a
fascinating vesh."

"`I saw what you did and found it a fascinating sight.'  But with this
magic sense instead of sight."

"Exactly."

"I'd love to experiment with you some, sometime.  I've trained myself
to have some degree of magic sense and would be fascinated to compare
how mine works to how your...norvin, you said?"  Spyro nodded.  "...how
that works."

"I'd be curious too."

Karshik said, "If Tanchirri has those words, I assume that is a common
sense among dragons?"

Spyro smiled.  "Very perceptive.  Yes, it is.  Not as common as sight;
most creatures that have sight very rarely lack it - I think no more
than a tiny fraction of a percent of dragons, for example, are blind,
but probably some fifteen percent or so are tissar.  Norvin-blind, you
could perhaps call it."

Bianca said, "Something else I've been wondering about.  All these
Tanchirri words you've been using, they're all ones I can say easily.
But I've heard you make a lot of sounds that I can't even approximate.
Is there some reason none of these words use sounds I can't make?"

"Yes indeed!  Tanchirri is a very recent development.  It was created
after Contact, specifically because" - and he made a noise that sounded
like a cross between a ringing bell and rushing water, changing into a
sound like arcing electricity - "is full of sounds most other creatures
can't make.  Like its name."  He grinned momentarily.  "That was the
predominant language pre-Contact, and still is common in dragon-only
locations, but, anyone dealing commonly with cansarinag now can
generally be assumed to speak at least three other tongues: Interbase,
Tanchirri, and" - and he let out sound like a brief, liquid burst of
melody - "which is used when dealing with a few races that find this
tongue and Tanchirri difficult, but music easy."

"I see!"

"I was lucky.  I was brought up to speak all four of those."

"The...norvin-blind, you said?"

"Yes.  Tissar, the word for it is."

"The tissar, then.  What leads to them?  I can't help feeling a bit
sorry for them."

"Oh, don't.  There are a number of compensations.  There are a handful
of important and relatively highly-paid careers that only the tissar
can stand; a normally-norvent dragon is rapidly driven into a breakdown
or, in extreme cases, outright insanity by them."

"Norvent?"

"Norvin-sighted, if you prefer.  It's a bit like the way you could
handle an extremely noisy environment just fine if you were deaf."

Bianca raised her eyebrows.  "I see what you mean."

"And the tissar usually have significantly better light-based sight.
Finer detail, better dark vision, better distance vision - pretty much
all respects.  And some of them have a better sense of touch, too.  As
for what makes a dragon tissar..."  He shrugged.  "I don't know.  It
seems to run in families, so there probably is a genetic component.
But I've spoken with a few of them about it, and they've all said
they'd never swap, so it's certainly not an uncompensated handicap."

Karshik said, "Spyro...you said you were raised to speak Interbase?"

"Among others, yes."

"But didn't you tell me you were still shaky on invitations to sex?"

"Yes...so?"

"How can it be, you're unsure of something in a tongue you were raised
in?"

"Ah.  I was not brought up in the culture, and that's more a cultural
thing than a part of the language proper.  I was brought up to speak
the language as a second language, if you will.  Though in my case it
was actually my third or fourth language; I learnt Interbase and" - he
made that musical warble again - "at about the same time.  It's hard to
say I learnt either before the other."

Bianca put in, "Shaky on invitations to sex?"

"Yes; it's a piece of this culture I've had a terrible time learning."

"I mean, what do you mean?"

Karshik said, "I was talking with...Spyro, may I tell her?"

Spyro waved a paw dismissively, as if waving the issue aside.  "Oh,
certainly.  Bianca you can tell anything about me to."  He flashed a
grin.  "Even things this culture normally is reluctant to talk about."

Karshik continued, "I was talking with him one evening and he was
talking about going home.  I said he was welcome to stay all night, if
he didn't mind being around a dissikir who wanted to do sex with him
all the time."

Bianca smiled.  "And?"

"He said I was being..quilloent?"  She looked inquiringly at Spyro.

"Eloquent, probably."

"Yes, that's it.  He said I was being eloquent and duller than most."

"No, no.  I said blunter."

"Don't blunt and dull mean the same thing?"

"Not at...oh, if you're talking about things like knives, maybe.  But
when applied to language, blunt means...what I meant then, and dull
means, boring, uninteresting, unimaginative, or the like."

"Blunter than most, then.  And I was checking for clarification,
saying, I'd love to fuck you all day, instead of, and I didn't know any
other way to put it.  He gave me an example I can't remember now and
said this tongue had lots and lots of ways to put that meaning but it
had taken him simals to get even a few of them straight."

Bianca chuckled.  "I'm not surprised.  Even people raised in the
culture, some of them, still sometimes find that difficult."

----------------

About a week later Karshik called Spyro.  "Hi, sexy."

"Hey, hotness!  What's up?"

"I got a call from Bianca.  She's made more progress and would like us
to do another test."

"Cool.  Did she say when?"

"Well, I remembered what you said the other day..."

"What I said?"  Spyro sounded puzzled.

"You said I could tell her anything about us."

"Oh, yes.  So you remembered that...?"

"I told her you and I had been doing sex recently and I would need to
talk with you to see how soon you could be...ready to do a test like
that."

Spyro chuckled.  "True, I came with you only ... yesterday, I think?
Yes, yesterday morning."

"Yes.  Bianca gave me three dates.  Day after tomorrow, two days after
that, and the day after _that_."

"With you along, I'm fairly sure we could make it work even day after
tomorrow."

Karshik gave the sound Spyro was learning to interpret as a chuckle.
"Maybe we should go for the one in four days to be sure?"

"Possibly, except do we want to go without sex for four whole days?"

"That is a good point.  Though not without sex so much as without you
cumming.  But I'm willing to if it means Bianca can make this work."

"My phone can do three-way calls; let me see if I can bring her into
this call."

"Okay."

"Okay.  Hang on."  Spyro fiddled with his phone and got a call started
to Bianca.  Eventually she answered.

"Hi!"

Karshik spoke.  "Hi!  Spyro and Karshik here."

"Hello!  Is this about that second test?"

"It is!  I asked Spyro about the dates you gave me.  He thinks maybe
day after tomorrow would work but said maybe waiting four days would be
safer."

"Maybe it would."

"But then he said he wasn't sure he wanted to go four days without sex
with me."

Bianca's voice held an amused tone.  "You t--"

Spyro broke in, "Or at least without my orgasm."

Bianca said, "You two are that busy?"

"He's a really sexy...um, fucker?"

Bianca laughed briefly.  "Slight idiom fail there.  `Lover', maybe."

"Lover, then.  Spyro, you then suggested calling Bianca?"

"I did, and that's why you saw my number; I made this a three-way call.
I was remembering how you, Bianca, had expressed interest in watching
Karshik and me, and was thinking maybe we could combine the two, by
meeting in two days, and, if I don't cum then, two days later."

"I would love that.  For that matter I'd love to watch you two in
between if you are so inclined."

Karshik asked, "Inclined?"

Bianca said, "The word has other meanings, but, the one I mean here is,
if you are inclined to do something, you are more likely to do it than
to not do it, or you would prefer to, or some such."

"Personally, I would love that.  Some creatures consider sex a private
thing; others do not.  My kind does not.  In a time and place where it
does not disagree with social customs, I would have no problem fucking
Spyro in the street in the middle of the day.  And I find it...turning
on?...to see and hear you getting turned on watching us."

Spyro said, "Idiom check: it turns you on, or you find it arousing.
You might say you find it on-turning, but that would be taken as a
playful use of nonstandard language."

"Thank you.  So, Bianca, day after tomorrow?"

"Sure.  Let me check my schedule..."  There was a brief pause.  "How
about half past fourteen?"

"Fine with me.  That day is all available for me."

Spyro put in, "Fine with me.  I'm going to be busy until about eleven,
but anytime after that is good."

"Good.  You two know how to get here?"

Karshik said, "I have only a vague memory, but I'm sure Spyro can find
it."

Spyro said, "Oh yes.  She's close to a shop I go to moderately often."

Bianca put in, "Which one?"

"Just Beclaws."

"I know their sign.  Never been inside."

"It _is_ rare to see cansarinag in there."

Karshik said, "So, we'll see you in...um, forty-something, um,
forty-three rounds or so?"  Spyro glanced at the time.  It was about
ten past twelve.

Bianca said, "That...um...yes, that's about right."

"Karshik, I'll come pick you up a bit before?"

"Sure, but don't make it too much before or we may...ruin the test."

Bianca laughed and said fondly, "You two.  Now hang up before I try to
get you phone-sexing with me listening."

Spyro and Karshik laughed too.  She said, "We had a lovely time just
yesterday morning.  We can wait two days."

"I'm sure you can, but it sounds as though you'd rather not."

Spyro said, "Oh, we won't be waiting two days before more sex.  Just
before my next orgasm."

"Got it.  See you two in a couple of days."

"See you!"  "Until then!"

The phone beeped its hang-up signal as Bianca hung up.  Karshik said,
"Now I'm wanting you here right now."

"I know.  And I'd like to be there right now.  But I'm busy here until
really late today, and even if I had time then it's a good round or two
of travel before I could be there."

"Well, you know what I told you."

"I know, my dear, I know.  And I will, as soon as I'm free.  But that
means not until tomorrow morning."

"I'll be expecting you then, then!"

"Until then, lover!"

"Bye!"

----------------

Slightly over two days later, Karshik, with Spyro in tow, rang the bell
at Bianca's.  Bianca opened the door.  "Hi, you two!  C'mon in!"

They did so and Bianca closed the door behind them, leading them to her
lab.  She was wearing a loose robe; as she led the way, she removed its
belt and then the robe, hanging it on a convenient hook.  She was
wearing nothing at all underneath it.  "So, Spyro, this time I'd like
to do a bit of magic on you before we repeat."

"That's what I was expecting."

"Okay.  Here goes."  She picked up an oddly-shaped piece of metal in
one hand and what looked like a clear glass pebble in the other.  She
held out the clear pebble to Spyro.  "Okay.  Hold this in one paw?"

He took it.  "Do I need to do anything?"

"No, or, well, just don't block this.  I'll also be interested to know
whether you can feel anything, or, what was the word, vayss anything?"

Spyro nodded.

Bianca started making arcane gestures with her empty hand, muttering
under her breath.  She shifted the piece of metal to the other hand and
continued casting.

Spyro jumped.  "I felt that.  Slightly."

She nodded and continued.  Finally she dropped the piece of metal on
the table and clapped her hands together, once, hard.  She relaxed.
"There.  You should find the crystal is gone."

He opened his paw and blinked in surprise.  "So it is.  I hadn't
noticed."

"Good.  You shouldn't have."

Bianca shifted the piece of metal to a small rack.  "Did you vayss
anything?  Do you feel any different?"

"I thought I vayssed something at two points besides the one I
mentioned, but it was fast and subtle enough I wasn't sure."

"Only two?  Now I really want to talk with you about your norvin.  I
was expecting either none or at least half a dozen."

"Let's, but perhaps not right now."

"No, right now...well, first, do you feel any different?"

Spyro looked introspective.  "Not really."

"Try to pick Karshik up?"

Spyro looked sideways at Karshik.  "Hey there, sexy, wanna come home
with me?"

Bianca dissolved in laughter.  Karshik looked puzzled.

Spyro chuckled.  "Sorry, Karshik, you probably missed that.  I couldn't
resist.  To pick someone up is an idiom for...inviting them to sex, or
a prelude to sex."

"You know that's not needed with me."

Bianca's laughter tapered off.  "He was punning between that meaning of
picking you up and the meaning I intended, which is to physically lift
you."

Spyro said, "Speaking of which..."  He reached around Karshik.  "May
I?"

"Sure."

Spyro lifted.  And strained more.  Finally, he managed to lift Karshik
off the floor, barely.  "Wow.  Does this just weaken me in general?"

"This variation is supposed to weaken almost all your muscles.  If it
affects your...orgasmic jet, great, then I need to work on narrowing it
down to just the relevant muscles.  I've got auxiliary spells recording
which muscles are used and when."

"I hope it doesn't make me any...more fragile?"

"As in, easier to damage by mistake?  It shouldn't.  And it shouldn't
affect certain muscles, like your heart, at all."

Spyro said, "Good".  He extended a paw to Karshik.  "Try squeezing?
Gently at first?  I'll tell you if it starts to hurt."

Karshik started squeezing, gradually more and more.  After some 25
thins or so, Spyro said to Bianca, "Oh, will I need a supply of those
little bead things?"

Bianca said, "No, the crystal is for the auxiliary monitoring spells,
not the main effect.  As for the braceguide" - she nodded towards the
piece of metal - "I expect that to be unnecessary for the final version
too, though it does make it easier at this stage."

Spyro nodded as Karshik squeezed more and more.  Finally Spyro said,
"That begins to feel a little uncomfortable."

"I was having to use a fair bit of strength.  We don't have a...floor
line?...but I--"

Spyro interjected, "Baseline?"

"Ah, yes.  We don't have a baseline for this, but I suspect it's
weakened you little if any in that respect."

"Good.  Bianca, how long does it last?"

"If I don't do anything, it'll be in full force for about two rounds,
then gradually fade over maybe the next ten slices.  And I can cancel
it anytime, which will start the fadeout immediately."

"So, let's see..."  Spyro concentrated and his erection started to
emerge.  "That seems to work more or less as normal."

Bianca smiled lustfully and said, "So, Karshik, be really careful at
first, in case he's not as...robust...as usual?"

Karshik said, "I will be.  I don't want him damaged either."  She bent
over and very carefully drew Spyro's erection into her mouth.  Spyro
groaned and laid his hands on her head.  She started bobbing up and
down on him.

Spyro said, "Feels fairly--oh!  Yes, so good!-- fairly normal so far."

Karshik wrapped her arms around Spyro's haunches and plunged her mouth
all the way down his shaft.  Spyro whimpered and pressed her head
against his crotch.  She lifted her head off him long enough to say,
"Sixty-nine me, Spyro..." before drawing him down onto the floor with
her.  He shifted as she did, into a 69 position over her.  As she
resumed sucking on him, he started licking her crotch.

Bianca was twisting her nipple with one paw and diddling her clit with
the other.  She said, "Don't get so carried away you cum without the
tester, Spyro..."

Spyro said, "I know; I've been watching myself for that."  He started
thrusting into Karshik's mouth and went back to licking her slit.  She
gave a deep rattling groan and wrapped her legs around Spyro's head.

Bianca walked around the dragon and Earthshaper and squatted down, one
hand rubbing her pussy while she watched Spyro plunging into Karshik's
mouth.  "Ohh, I love watching you two...."

Karshik looked up at her and groaned deeply, bobbing faster.

Bianca muttered something under her breath and reached out her other
hand towards her worktable.  The "test tube" floated over to land in
her hand.  She started using it as a dildo on herself.

Spyro shivered and suddenly rolled over, off of Karshik to lie on his
back.  "Bianca, now!"

She jumped fast and got the thing onto his erection with barely half a
thin to spare.  He let out a gout of flame and his hips thrust hard.
The tube slipped out of Bianca's hand, but it just fell onto Spyro's
body and then the floor instead of flying up to the ceiling,
half-filled with a deep red liquid.  His second jet was similarly weak.
Bianca straddled him and plunged her cunny down onto Spyro's cock,
bouncing up and down on him as a last few spasms shook him.  She rubbed
her clit ferociously, gasping and moaning.

Bianca collapsed on top of Spyro, still impaled on his cock.  Karshik
had been plunging a finger into her cunt ever since Spyro rolled off
her and eventually settled down as well.

A slice or two later Bianca picked up the tube and muttered under her
breath while she shook the test blob out of it.  "That looked
encouraging..."  She turned the test blob over in her hands.  "This
looks encouraging too.  Spyro, any subjective differences?"

Spyro panted, "Eh.  Give me a moment."

"Sure, take your time."

Karshik said, "From my point of view that seemed fairly normal."

Bianca stood up and took the test blob over to her worktable, muttering
as she wiped it off with a cloth and set it on a rack next to the one
from the last test.  She inspected them carefully.  "This is very
promising."

Karshik said, "If you want a fairer test, one with that blob thing not
getting pushed around, maybe it would work to put that tube thing on
his cock and then he fuck me with it?"

Bianca blinked.  "I...never thought of that.  And we have two
measurements done with comparable technique, now, so we may not need
to.  But it would make sense, yes."

Spyro said, "Would it skew the test to have the blob caught between the
end of my cock and the back of her cunt?"

"Maybe.  But, as I say, I doubt there's any need."

Karshik said, "I never really finished.  May I borrow that tube for a
few slices?"

Bianca chuckled and tossed it to Karshik, who caught it and started
using it as a dildo.

Bianca stood watching Karshik and started fingering her own pussy.

It was only some ten or twenty slices before Karshik came.  A slice or
two later she pulled the tube out and tossed it back to Bianca.  "Thank
you!"

Bianca stuck the tube into her own pussy and reached to a nearby hook,
taking what looked like a pair of very short shorts and putting them
on.  Karshik asked, "What's that?"

Bianca said, "That's to keep the tube inside me."  She placed her hand
flat over the crotch of the shorts and pressed down, rubbing briefly.
"Ohhh.  It usually takes a while, probably less now.  If I just put a
dildo up me and hold it in like that, I find it gradually turns me on
more and more until I cum.  In this case, you two have given me a head
start."

Spyro said, "I recall Tara talking about doing that."

"That's what made me try it the first time.  Now, when Hunter or the
other males are unavailable it's one of my go-to forms of sex play."

Karshik said, "I should try that sometime."  She looked over at Spyro.
"Sometime when Spyro's busy.  I'd rather do sex with him than any toy."

Spyro turned his head and smiled at Karshik.  "And I'd rather fuck you
than any toy, too."  He turned back to speak to Bianca.  "As for
subjective differences?  I felt...weak.  I could barely lift Karshik;
it felt as though she weighed many times usual.  And when you lay down
on top of me I actually noticed the weight.  Not enough to be a
problem, or I would have said something, but normally I wouldn't even
notice someone of your weight lying on top of me."

"I _do_ want to tune the spell a bit.  The most critical piece, of
course, is your...spurt.  But, well, I don't know how it works with
dragons, but with males of most creatures, it's difficult to avoid
_some_ semi-involuntary movements during orgasm.  It won't help much if
your jet doesn't harm someone but your hip thrusts do."

"Fair enough.  Though _my_ involuntary accompaniments are mostly
breathing fire."

"I should have enough data collected by the monitoring spells to tune
the effects.  I also want to reduce the fadeout period and give the
subject a way to cancel it, so, for example, if you get puppy-piled by
Bentley and me and Karshik and Tara and Hunter and you start to feel
squashed, you can recall your usual strength."

"I hadn't thought of that risk.  Good point."

"So, yes, I've got some work to do.  But..."  She picked up the test
blobs.  "Look at these."  Indeed, the first one still looked the way it
had: various colours all over, all the way up to a dull white where
Spyro's spurt had first hit it.  The second one was black almost all
over, with a slight tinge of dull red at one point.

"I want to repeat this with someone like Hunter or Bentley, so I have a
known-safe measurement to compare with."

"Sounds sensible."

Karshik broke in, "May we watch when you do?"

Bianca laughed.  "*I* would be fine with that.  I'll ask my test
subject and let you know."  She picked up that oddly-shaed piece of
metal.  "Anyhow, that's the test for today."  She tapped Spyro with it,
muttering something arcane.

He said, "Ooh, that felt funny."

"You should now be back to normal in about ten slices."

"That was you ending it early?"

"Exactly."

"Okay.  Shall we take our leave, then, or is there more you'd like to
do?"

"Up to you.  I've got spare time now, and, as usual, I'd cheerfully
invest it in sex with either or both of you if you want."

Karshik said, "How could I participate?"

Bianca groaned and rubbed her crotch again for a moment.  "You could
finger me; your fingers look enough like a cock to feel good.  You and
Spyro could...do whatever it is you two do for sex; so far, every way
I've seen you two sex one another up has been something I like
watching.  Spyro could fuck me, though that isn't really a way for
_you_ to participate.  Those are just the first few that come to mind."

Spyro said, "Unless you want to do that spell of yours, I'm not going
to be fucking anyone for a little while."

Bianca said, "Oh, right."  She made that complicated gesture.

Spyro said, "Ah, thanks."  His erection slid smoothly out and he
started toying idly with it with one paw.  "With two people as sexy as
you around, I like to be ready to participate."

Karshik gently moved Spyro's paw aside, saying, "Let's give Bianca
something to watch."

Spyro said, "What did you have in mind?"

Karshik turned to Bianca.  "Is there anything that would...anything you
would particularly like to see us do?"

Bianca said, "Anything involving you two getting turned on..."  She
rubbed her hand over her crotch again.  "Mmm, I'm getting turned on
myself just thinking about it."

Karshik rolled Spyro onto his back and straddled him, lowering herself
onto his erection.  She held out a finger straight.  "Bianca, come over
here and I can maybe do...um, can maybe fuck you with my finger?"  She
turned to Spyro.  "Did I get that right?"

"Yes, but slightly unidiomatic.  Perhaps, instead, `...can maybe
finger-fuck you'."

Karshik nodded as Bianca took off the short-shorts and extracted the
tube from her cunt.  She then squatted above the Earthshaper's hand,
rubbing her pussy-lips back and forth over the rock-hard finger.

Karshik started slowly lifting and lowering herself onto Spyro.  After
a slice or so, she smoothly slid her finger into Bianca.  The
sorceress groaned and sank down, looking as though Karshik's hand were
all that were holding her up.  "So hard, so filling..."

It was at least a round or two before Spyro and Karshik left.

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