Late Night Visitor
Legal Stuff: Tabra is (c) to Tabra, others are made for this story.
Francis, or Frank as his friends tended to call him, sat in a dark corner of his barn. The bear was propped up against a wall with his legs splayed out in front of him, facing the door. Normally around this time of night, he would be in his bed, getting rested up for the day to come; but he had noticed signs that someone had been sneaking into his barn. None of his animals were hurt, so he wasn't going to do anything drastic. It was just that he was more curious than anything about who it was that was slipping into his barn at night. He didn't mind terribly, as long as his animals weren't hurt or the building damaged. Chances are good that he might even let the person stay in his home with him, provided they make themselves useful in one way or another.
Just thinking about that made him remember a cute little doe that had been sleeping in his woodshed. Her family had been slaughtered by something, bandits he thought, it wasn't important. She knew how to cook decently and how to mend clothes, but she hadn't been use for much else. That is until he bedded her. She was a virgin, so it had hurt her the first time, but before too long she was as eager as any whore out there. After about a week, he sold her to the tavern owner in town. She'd grown up very nicely and he could remember many lonely nights when he'd either take her home or around behind the building. Her mouth was one of the sweetest things he'd ever experienced. Maybe if no one showed up, he'd head over there and see about bedding her.
He didn't have to wait too long for something to happen. Just as he was getting settled down into a semi-comfortable position, Claire, his feral gryphoness, began to stir up a little fuss. He could hear her shuffling around in her pen and chirping. For a moment, he thought it was because he was in the barn so late. Frank was about to tell her to hush up when the sound of the door creaking made him freeze. As he watched, a blue dragon slid through the cracked door, illuminated by the full moon. His head turned this way and that before shutting the door and moving in. Sitting up a little, the ursine recognized the drake as a local fellow. But what was he doing here?
Tabra didn't see the owner of the farm outside or around his house, which meant he was either asleep or in town. Either way, he'd have a little bit of time alone. Strolling over to a stall, he peered over the wall. An avian-like head peeked over the railing of the stall and Claire chirped at him some, snorting at him some. Reaching out, he rubbed over her beak and laughed softly when the gryphoness nibbled at his fingertips. Opening the stall's gate just enough he slipped inside before latching it shut behind him.
Claire had backed up enough to let him in before moving over, rubbing her flank against his body. The gryphoness was tall, her back coming up to the dragon's chest. He chuckles as her wing brushed across his face, Claire chirping excitedly. Patting her back, he shushed gently, "Settle down." The feral gryphon circled around him, butting against his side lightly, before moving away and prancing a second. Tabra purred, reaching out and stroking her cheek and down to her neck. She took a step forward and butted her head against his chest, nuzzling into his shirt as she crooned. Her head moved down to nibble at his belt some, drawing a soft chuckle from the male. "You're pretty eager today, aren't you?" As if she understood what he said, the female chirped and backed up.
Stepping back towards the door, he looked over the barrier and glanced around to make sure he was the only person in the barn still. He didn't notice anyone else, so he moved a bit deeper into the stall. Gripping his belt, he untied it quickly and let his pants slide down, shimmying out of them. Already, his male slit was starting to swell up with anticipation for what he was going to be doing. When she saw him stripping out of his pants, Claire pranced in place a little, nares flaring as she started to breath heavier. Picking up his pants, he draped them over the wall before moving towards the female. She let out an excited noise and turned around quickly, tail swishing up and to the side.
Despite having done this at least a dozen times by now, he felt that familiar fluttering in his belly. That nervous twinge that only made this much more fun. By the law, what he was about to do was illegal and the magistrate could pass down a hefty sentence. That is, if her owner didn't take care of him first. Regardless, he was willing to take the risk of getting caught; or else he wouldn't be here. Stretching his hand out, he ran his fingers over her rump as he moved closer. He could feel her muscles tremble under his hand as he knelt down behind her. Moving his hand down, he ran his fingers lightly over the dark flesh of her slit. The female's entrance was warm, almost hot against his fingers. As his fingers stroked over her body, she pushed back against his fingers eagerly. The lips were already wet and a heady scent was drifting out to tickle his nostrils. His heart began to beat even faster as he watched her lips swell up with arousal. He never expected her to come into heat. The thought of sinking his pole into her made his length erect in only a couple seconds.
A part of him wanted to bury his cock into her right then and there, but he held back for the moment. Tracing his fingers around her lips, his breath caught as he felt how wet she was already. Lowering down to a crouch, the drake rubbed his knuckles over her privates before pushing two fingers into her. Claire shivered under his hand and pushed back, her tail hiking up. Pushing a third finger into her, feeling how her silken tunnel gripped at him and tried to milk him. Drawing his fingers out, he rubbed his knuckles over her entrance. The female looked back at him and let out a chirp, backing up a little, wanting more. When she stepped back, his hand slipped into her body.
Feeling how she spread around his knuckles, Tabra pushed his hand forward. The female let out a stiffed noise as her legs stepped apart, arching her back. Curling his fingers up into a fist, he held onto her rump as he pushed his hand forward. Her insides rippled around his clenched hand as he eased forward, burying his arm halfway up to his elbow. Pulling his hand back, he shivered at the wet slurp that sounded from her pussy. His eyes glimmered in the dark as he watched how her body responded to his arm as he fisted her. Pumping his arm faster, his heart began to pound in his chest as the female's juices made his scales glisten. Claire trembled and let out a squawk as juices gushed around his arm and spilled to the floor.
Tugging his arm out, the dragon sniffed at his fingers before licking them. The gryphoness pranced around before turning to face him. Blinking at her, he watched as her head ducked down, the feral creature rubbing her beak against his cock as she sniffed. A tremor raced up his spine as he watched her examining his length, her hot breath puffing over his pole. Claire let out a deep coo as her beak sliding her tongue over his cock and lapping up some of his pre-cum. Reaching up, he scratched her head lightly as the female slid her beak over his cock a second, rubbing his length with her tongue some more before pulling back. Taking a step away from the dragon, she shook out before turning around, looking back at him with a chirp.
Looking around, he spied a stool over in the corner. He rocked onto his feet before moving to get it, grabbing the stool and returning with it to the female. With a hand on the female's rear, he dropped the stool to the ground and stepped onto it. With the stool underfoot, he was at the perfect height to line up. Rubbing the spade-shaped tip of his cock against her hot folds. Claire shifted around excitedly, rubbing her snatch against his member some. Holding onto her back, he pushed his hips forward and buried his length into the hot female. The ridges near the base of his length popped past her entrance, drawing a couple chirps from the female. Even though her body was designed to handle a much larger male, he couldn't believe how the her tunnel hugged every inch of his dick. Usually that would be more than enough, but since she was in heat it felt far better.
Something about the scent of the gryphoness touched something primal inside of him, even though she was a feral. Drawing back, he began to thrust, only moving a few inches in and out of her body. Even despite the size difference, her tunnel kept clenching and gripping at his length as it tried to make him give up his seed. Lowering her head and spreading her wings out, the gryphoness huffed as the dragon took her. Tabra leaned his head back and held tight to her rear as his body slapped against hers. Claire began to chirp and chatter as her tunnel was invaded again and again by the dragon.
Frank was wondering what exactly his unexpected guest was doing in the stall with his gryphon. Moving carefully, he slipped into the stall next to the pair. He dropped to a crouch and waddled over to the wall and peered through the slats. From his position he had a fairly good view of what the dragon was doing. His breath caught in his throat as he watched the drake bend forward, pounding the hen at a rapid pace with the moon's light shining on them. He had seen the dragon around town before, but now he could actually get a good look at the male's body. The bear's eyes were drawn to the male's ass, watching the muscles tense and clench with each push of his hips. Reaching down, he rubbed his own crotch, feeling his pants start to tighten. As he watched, Claire's back arched up and the female shuddered, a gush of juices marking her climax.
Tabra groaned as he hunched over the hen's haunch, his knot popping in and out of her lower lips. Her climax had nearly sent him over the edge, her juices feeling like liquid fire on his thighs and crotch. With his mouth hanging open, he started to pound into the tight, silky tunnel even faster and harder. The stool wobbled under his feet as his breath started to catch in his throat. Gripping the female's haunches tightly, he knew it wouldn't be much longer before he gave up his load into her. Cramming every last inch of his length into her, the dragon pressed his slit against hers. He had to clench his jaw to keep from roaring out as he blasted the feral's vagina with his thick, cool seed.
The farmer couldn't believe his eyes for a second as he watched the drake finish inside of the gryphon. He watched as the male slumped forward, trying to catch his breath. After just a second, the dragon pulled out of Claire and stepped off the stool, his cock still erect and his knot fully engorged. Some of his seed trickled out of the female, but most of it stayed inside of her. The female turned around and nibbled at his chin affectionately, crooning happily. "Looks like the perfect time for me to slip in," Frank muttered to himself as he stood up, eyes staying on that ass for as long as he could. Strolling out of his hiding spot, he threw open the gate to Claire's stall and stood there as the dragon spun around, eyes wide.
For a long second, the two anthros stared at each other before Tabra lunged for his shirt. Frank lunged as well, grabbing onto the drake's shoulder and spinning him around. "Don't even think of running, buddy, or I'll go straight to the magistrate and see what he thinks."
The dragon let out a low growl as he was pressed against the wall, "What do you want, then?"
Frank's lips curled up as he used his bulky body to press the dragon against the wooden wall firmly, "I want to fuck you like you did Claire. You lift your tail for me, and I'll let you come and have your fun with her whenever you want. Just as long as you let me have mine when you're done." As they talked, the gryphoness butted against Frank lightly before moving to lay down, her eyes watching the pair.
Tabra chewed on his lip for a moment, thinking about what this meant. It didn't seem like that bad of a deal, much better than being tossed in jail or whatever his punishment would be by the law. He took a deep breath before nodding slowly. Frank's voice was almost a purr, "Good." Reaching past the drake's head, he grabbed a lead and flicked it with a hand, pulling it off it's hook. Taking the long piece of woven leather, he wrapped a loop around his guest's neck and fed it through a ring on one end. Pulling it tight, he formed a crude leash and collar to keep the dragon under control. Stepping back, he smirked, "Grab your pants and lead the way." Shutting the stall door, he marched in behind the other male as they walked out of the barn and towards his house.
By the time they got to the house, Tabra was blushing furiously under his scales, the cord around his neck a constant reminder that he was at the mercy of the farmer. When they reached the door, he opened it and stepped in first, taking a few steps and looking around as Frank moved in behind him with the light. "Take off your shirt," came the growled command from his captor. The bear released the cord so he could pull off his shirt, revealing his body. A hand shoved him roughly, propelling him towards the bed in the corner of the room. "Lay down." Doing as he was told, Tabra looked around the farm house There wasn't much to it, just the main room, the bed tucked away in a corner, and the loft overhead.
Frank looked over the dragon's body, taking in every last inch of it. His scales were a deep blue in color, with deeper blue stripes covering his form. He could easily make out the definition of the male's muscles under his scaly covering. Smiling, he stripped off his own simple clothing, revealing his shaggy body. Thanks to his fur he looked rather bulky, but under that covering was muscles honed from years of farm work. His cock was already erect, the thick length just begging to be crammed into the dragon's tailpipe. Turning to the bed, he shuffled forward and growled, "Spread your legs."
Swallowing hard, Tabra did as he was ordered, laying his head back on the rough pillow and watching as the farmer crawled onto the bed as well. Grabbing onto the scaled hips, Frank held tight to them as he leaned forward and pressed his tongue against the male's pucker. His ears perked up as he heard the sharp gasp from the dragon as the wet muscle pressed against his sphincter. Smiling, he ran his tongue around the ring of muscle, preparing it for the fun to come in a moment. Grumbling softly, he ran his tongue along the dragon's ass. There was some resistance, but he kept pressure on the ring until his tongue slipped inside.
With his nose this close to the other male's crotch, he couldn't help but get a noseful of both his musk and Claire's scent. Pulling his tongue back a little, he tickled the anal bud with it a moment before pushing it back in. This time there was less resistance, letting his oral muscle in fairly easily. Lifting his head away, he pushed a finger into the pucker. Tabra let out a low groan as his ass was invaded by the digit, gripping the bed tightly.
Frank lifted his body up, knee-walking up to straddle the dragon's tail. He gave a couple pumps with his finger before removing it and pressing his cock to the entrance. Gripping the male's legs, he placed them both on his shoulders, rubbing his tip around the ring before starting to push forward. The thick head of his member strained against the tailhole for a second before popping in. A growl broke free of the bear's mouth as he crammed his cock into the waiting ass, the coarse fur of his sac rubbing the scaled rear. A yelp broke free of the dragon as he was brutally entered. Even with the preparation there was a twinge of pain. Moving his body forward some more, he forced Tabra to lift up his rear higher.
With a growl, the bear snatched up the lead as he pulled back, tugging on it as he slammed his body forward. Tabra's ass was nice and tight around his cock, clenching as he started to fuck his captive. His thrusts weren't fast, but they were powerful. Each one caused the bed to groan and forced a grunt and the occasional bark from the dragon. One of his ham-sized hands swung and slapped the male's rear as he hammered that tight ass. Oh it felt so good, oddly cool around his rock-hard length. Clenching his teeth, he lifted his body up some more, forcing the panting dragon to lift his rear off the bed.
Tabra gripped the bedsheets and groaned as his ass was savagely pounded. Already his cock was hard and throbbing again, slapping against his belly each time the farmer rammed home. A whine slipped through his nostrils as his eyes closed tight. With his rear lifted up like that, Frank's tip jabbed against his prostate firmly with nearly every thrust, making his cock twitch against his belly. Without warning, the big bear shoved his hips forward, his thrusts shortening considerably. His ass was starting to burn from the male's hard body slamming against his. He was getting very turned on by this large male just fucking his ass and controlling him with the leash. Pre-cum jetted from his cock and splattered across his chest as he huffed, his knot growing at a rapid pace.
The farmer gritted his teeth and panted heavily, his hand holding tight to the dragon's toned ass. His sac began to tighten up as he growled and snorted. Right now, he didn't care too much about holding back or taking it slow. Stepping up the pace a little, he jack hammered the upturned rear, his body tensing up. After just a moment, he began to cum, his seed blasting the male's insides. He didn't stop pounding yet, his cock staying nice and erect thanks to his baculum. With the added lubrication from his spunk, he was able to drive onward, giving it to the male nice and hard.
When he felt the bear cum, he thought it would be over, but Tabra's eyes shot open when he felt Frank continue to pound his ass. He could feel some of the cum leaking out of his ass thanks to the rutting he was receiving. By know his knot and ridges were flared wide, on the very edge of cumming himself. His maw hung open as he panted heavily, tongue hanging out of his maw as he trembled. Frank's hand moved from his thigh and grabbed onto his knot, squeezing firmly. Arching his back up, Tabra let out a roar as he lost it, his cum splashing across his belly and chest, a couple spurts actually reaching up to his head.
Frank snarled, "That's it, just like that!" as he jerked his cock out of the drake and roughly flipped him onto all fours. Jerking that blue tail up, he slammed back into the male's rear and leaned over him. Tugging on the leash, he huffed deeply as he fucked the male. Tabra went limp under him with a whimper, his cock continuing to twitch, but nothing coming out. Slamming his hands onto either side of the dragon's head, he hunched over the male. Opening his jaws, he bit at the dragon's shoulder before taking the leash in his teeth and tugging at it. His lungs and muscles were starting to ache, but he was going to get the most out of this tight ass.
Moving closer, he shortened his thrusts even more, grinding more than thrusting now. His cock ground and rubbed against the male's prostate, drawing another whimper from the dragon as he slumped to the bed, huffing deeply. His hot breath washed over the male's neck as he almost lay on top of him. Looking down at the drake, he could see Tabra's eyes start to roll back as his lids closed. Smirking, he sat up and lifted the male's rear, slapping it firmly. Huffing and grunting, he leaned his head back and let a growl bubble up his throat as his sac tensed again. Pulling back, he let his cock fall out of the tight ass.
Sliding his cock up between the dragon's cheeks, he gave a few pumps before throwing his head back with a roar. His cock jerked and began to pulse, firing it's load over the male's rear, marking it. His climax was over in only a couple seconds, leaving the male with some creamy white stripes to go with the dark blue streaks on his body. Huffing, he moved to the side a little before collapsing next to the dragon like a tree. Groaning, he stretched out slowly and smiled as Tabra slumped completely, tongue hanging out of his maw as he panted. "You should come to visit Claire and me more often." The drake mumbled something, a content look on his face as he passed out. A deep chuckle came from the bear as he closed his eyes, starting to snore within seconds.