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A Harem Game with Horny Guys

For SilverFox442

by Draconicon

Lily had a lot of ways to make money, though most of them were part-time rather than anything that was entirely reliable. It meant that she regularly had to have chats with her landlord about what kind of rent she would be able to pay that month, and when, but it always meant that she would have the freedom to do what she wanted as she wanted, rather than being tied down to a single job that would have driven her out of her mind. She had done temp jobs that involved cleaning, filing, organizing, dog-walking, and more.

Today, however, was one of her preferred side jobs, and that was modeling. The pink dragon smiled as she reclined on set, pushing one leg out to show off the perfection of her limb as the photographer snapped a few shots of her in a more relaxed, almost lewd pose.

"Is that the sort of thing you want?" Lily asked, cocking her head to the side with as much of a tease as she could manage with her smile. "Or do you want a second calendar that goes a little...further?"

"Ahem." The photographer looked over his shoulder, the tabby cat glancing at the hairless sphinx that was actually directing the shoot. "That's up to, uh -"

"We will consider it, depending on how well this shoot goes. For now, let's not take it further," the director said.

Lily nodded, sitting up slightly straighter and adjusting the clothes that she'd been given for the job. They were fairly form-fitting, admittedly, and she had every reason to believe that this photoshoot was for some sort of pin-up calendar, considering that it was the next thing to see-through. That said, she knew that a lot of these things tended to be half-lewd, half-classy, and they were signing her paychecks. Better to keep to their standards than to take it too far too often. They could start docking her pay to compensate for wasted time if they had to keep re-doing the shots.

Three more pictures later, mostly of her lounging back on a gold-plated lounge throne, the sphinx waved for a break. The camera cat stepped away from the tripod, and the sphinx walked over to her as she sat up. Without warning, the cat reached out and started adjusting how her breasts hung in her shirt, and she blushed slightly.

"What, not showing enough for something classy?" she asked, trying to keep from showing her embarrassment at being all but fondled. Professionally fondled, admittedly, but still fondled. "I thought that you wanted to keep that stuff for later."

"It's just a little adjustment."

"You're groping me."

"Groping implies intent." The sphinx did something, pushing her breasts up, only for them to fall. He shook his head. "Hmmm...I think we're going to have to lose the top."

"Lose the - well then."

"There's such a thing as naked pin-ups that are still classy," he said defensively.

"Oh, I'm well aware, just didn't expect that sort of thing already."

"Neither did I, but your boobs are too small to really be seen through this thing."

"That's your problem?"

"Well, it's the problem with most short people, isn't it? You all look so good when you're watched from afar, but put you in anything baggy..." The sphinx shook his head. "Get changed. I'll go and get the other models."

As the director left the set, she shook her head, slowly pulling the sheer thing off. It wasn't that much of a difference, really; she was wearing something that was almost as see-through as the aftermath of a wet t-shirt competition, and the only difference would be that she was not wearing anything underneath it anymore. That wasn't even that erotic in the grand scheme of things, either, considering that she would be cosplaying as some ancient, sensual queen for this photoshoot.

So, as the shirt hit the floor, she didn't feel that bothered showing off for those that were still on-set. Bare from the waist up, she stretched her arms over her head before replacing her crown. She leaned back against the lounge throne, one leg crossed over the other, her sheer skirt doing almost nothing to hide the barely-there underwear that was all that protected her meager modesty from the cameras and those that were operating them. The camera-cat that was still a few feet away, just getting some water, went bright red as he looked back at her and realized just how much she was showing off. The impish part of her almost wanted to spread her legs, giving him something else to stare at.

It's so fun to see them blush...

It was one of the reasons that she enjoyed doing these photoshoots. She liked having the freedom to do what she wanted, to give the world a show. She was a sensual young dragoness, after all. Why shouldn't they get the chance to enjoy her body as much as she did?

Lily was on the verge of giving those few people still on-set something of a show when the director returned, and at his back came the rest of her co-stars. Lily blinked at the sight of the dogs, jackals all, and slowly smiled at the sight of their costumes. Bare to the waist, they wore nothing more than loincloths, clearly meant to be the servants of a desert queen.

"My, my, my..."

"Don't get too many ideas, Lily. We're trying to keep this professional," the director said.

"And sensual."

"Yes, but there's a difference between sensual and sexual."

"Yes, yes, I know..."

Even she hadn't gone so far as to do a fully pornographic photoshoot just yet, though she had come close with the last one. Sitting with that big knot pressed against her sex, imitating a full penetration when it was still mostly outside of her? That had been something that had left her wet for days, anticipating the reaction of what that sort of photo released to the public would bring. She had wondered if she'd start getting comments when she was about and about, but sadly, the magazine had only really been published in a different part of the country, so nobody really knew that it was her.

Sad, really.

That said, she had to admit there was a temptation, particularly as the two jackals took their positions at either side of her throne. Looking out the corner of her eyes, she could just make out the outlines of their cocks through the loincloths, and if she leaned back slightly, she could see their sheaths, and the slight lipsticking that was going on between their legs. She would have licked her lips at the sight of those shafts if she could have done it without going overboard; she was supposed to be a professional at this, after all, and the last thing that she needed was to start building a real reputation as a lech.

"Alright, now, let's get some pictures of the exotic queen and her retainers. Start with something imperious, and then work on something a little more...I don't know..."

"Enticing?" Lily suggested.

"Let's go with that. Start."

The flashes of the camera began, and the little dragoness sat up straighter, tilting her head back and looking down at it. One leg crossed over the other, her bejeweled toes pointing slightly at the camera as if it was a subject. She shifted her position a little bit, sitting up straighter, the wrap along her back and wing-bases spreading out to form a sort of show-piece behind her, an addition to the height of her throne and lounge.

At first, the young men on either side of her stood at attention, but she could feel them looking down at her out of the corners of their eyes. She bit off a chuckle.

"Hands on my shoulders, boys," she whispered. "Show your devotion to the queen."

That was a good pose, showing that they were hers. She let the cat get a few pictures of that, then reached up to grip their hands, making an alternative, the queen savoring her subjects. She made sure to show a good, neutral face for that, something that kept the imperious look that the sphinx wanted, and then started to take it somewhere else. Somewhere better, somewhere a little bit sexier.

She reached up, her smile growing a little wider, running her hands along their wrists. She didn't do the whole pop-star thing of reaching up and grabbing their hips to pull them to her, but instead rested her hands on their hips, almost like a queen that was admiring a statue rather than a guard. She let her fingers twist along the edge of their loincloths, almost like she would reach below, too.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she could see that both jackals were starting to get rather rigid beneath the white cloth that barely covered their cocks. They were starting to get stiffer, harder, longer. It was rather amusing to see their cocks rising up so quickly, and she had to bite off another giggle as she realized that she was riling them up on camera.

Their hands were going further down, too, each of them sliding from her shoulders towards her chest. She half-expected the sphinx to call them off, to tell them that this wasn't that sort of photoshoot, but the hairless cat was silent. He just watched from behind the camera, not daring to say anything until -

Pinch.

She gasped at the first little tweak to her chest, the way that one of the jackals pulled at her, teased her, reminded her that she was topless. Her thighs came together, and the sphinx gave his first critique.

"Don't make a sound."

That was going to be harder than she expected, particularly as her chest actually was getting groped now, groped rather well by the two jackals. They both had a breast in hand, and were squeezing, teasing, rubbing her. She was getting rather wet below the waist, and the pointless underthings that she had been given to wear beneath the all-but-transparent skirt were getting rather soaked from that, pulling up against her and not really hiding anything.

Oh, boy...this is...this is going places...

It took more than a little effort on her part to keep her mouth shut as their hands so thoroughly explored her breasts, fondling her and squeezing her to their hearts' content. She started to wonder if the sphinx had given them instructions to take it further after her teasing, but had to keep that out of her head to stay professional. She started grinding her thighs together, trying to keep it from getting out of hand, to focus on staying professional and quiet.

Well, if they are going to fondle me...

Lily did her best to keep her face confident and professional as she upped the ante, reaching up between the jackals' legs and rubbing against their balls. They both started, gasping slightly at the touch, and she worked her little fingers along their balls, pushing them up a little bit and then pulling them back down. Completely out of sight, of course, but still more than sufficient to keep them rising.

Soon, the two loincloths on either side of her were rather pointless tents to cover their manhoods, and her hands were barely hidden beneath the lower parts of the loincloths. The two dogs were growling at her sides, and she could only imagine what this looked like. A queen with her boy toys? Two powerful men about to ravage a younger woman? She found it hard to tell, and harder still to care as she could only think of them taking it further, reaching down and touching her and pulling her open and showing her off to the cameras in a way that she had never experienced before. The sheer idea of being used like that, of pushing the envelope to such an extent...

That wouldn't be a sensual calendar anymore. That would be flat-out porn...and hard-core porn at that...

And yet, the embarrassment of being shown off like that was countered by the idea of being so...so exposed, to be enjoyed like that. She pressed her hands up a little bit further without thinking -

Heat found her hands, and she shivered as she realized that she was actually giving them both handjobs live on camera. The flashing hadn't stopped, either, and the heat of the light was starting to make her shine, her scales slick with a bit of sweat that had come out from the heat. It didn't smell, just...added to the shine, and she shivered as she could only imagine how exotic and beautiful that she was looking at that point.

And then, the door opened.

A third jackal, mostly naked save for the loincloth that he was trying to pull on, ran in. He stumbled over himself, all eyes going to him.

"Sorry, sorry, I was still getting dressed and...holy..."

He came to a stop right in front of her, and he dropped the loincloth in shock. A fat cock, already half-knotted, pointed right at her. She blushed to herself, her eyes fixed on it. It was the first properly exposed shaft that she had seen, and considering how horned up she already was, she couldn't quite stop herself from licking her lips at the sight of it. It was something that tempted her more than was seemly, and she groaned as she gradually spread her legs.

"Keep shooting," the sphinx said.

She barely heard him. The sound of the camera, the flashing lights, that was secondary to everything else she felt and wanted at that moment. Lily had come here to make money, but after all this? She was willing to take a little bonus in other payment.

The jackals seemed to be of the same mind. One of them pulled her back against the lounge, the other turning her head so that she faced towards one of them. The loincloths were pulled to the side, giving her an up-close look at the black-furred sacs and the bright pink-red shafts that bobbed on either side of her head. She could smell them, the soft scent of their manhoods filling her nose as the third walked toward her, pushing her skirt up and out of the way, then reaching down for her pointless little thong.

It came down her legs, helping to expose her further. What was she thinking? What was she feeling? She honestly didn't know anymore, only that this was hot and that she wanted even more of it. She spread her legs all too willingly as the third jackal helped her back on the lounge.

Of course, she was only seeing this out of the corner of her eye. The other two jackals were keen on her giving them some attention, and soon, merely her hands weren't enough. One pushed her forward again, and this time, it was more than just nuzzling them.

"Ulk."

She gasped as one shaft went down her muzzle, filling her up, while the jackal between her legs had already lined up his cock for her sex. It was her last chance to stop it, or at least slow it down...and she threw that chance to the winds by lifting her legs and spreading them, showing herself off all the more.

It didn't take long after that for that tapered shaft to find its way into her, nor for the other two jackals to work out a rhythm by which they were able to share her mouth. They passed her back and forth with ease, giving her a taste of one cock, then the other, all while the late jackal got to take the pleasure of her sex.

In, out, in, out, the third one went, slamming her down into the throne. The camera-cat moved around to get better shots, and the only reason that she was even aware of that much was the shift in lighting from the flashes as he took different pictures. She had to be a mess by now, her costume all but ripped apart from how they were handling her, but she didn't care. Not anymore. This felt too good.

Smack, slip, smack, squelch. The feeling of that knotted cock slapping against her pussy, that thick knot grinding against her folds down there, was so good, and the feeling of being pulled down to the knot on both the other jackals was almost as naughty, almost as enticing. The feeling of their hot cocks inside her holes, the taste of them, the soft smell that filled the air and kept her from thinking of anything but the naughty thigns that they were doing; it was amazing, and it made her feel like the sort of slutty tease that she had regularly fantasized of being.

Yes...yes...

She arched her back against the furry crotch that kept slapping against her scaly one, the feeling of that warm fur brushing her again and again so much better than her toys and her fingers. This...this was the real thing, and it felt amazing. She swallowed hard, gasping for breath for the brief moment as her mouth was passed from one cock to another, knowing that the two jackals were right on the verge of cumming, and hard.

In, out, in, out, fucked from both ends. Her legs were spread far, her eyes rolling back in her head, and her small breasts bounced as she was fucked. The flash of the camera, the occasional mutter from the audience, only further fueled the need that the jackals had built inside of her, making her want this all the more, need it all the more.

One of them finally came, pulling out and covering her face with the first shot of his seed. The rest of it landed on the back of her head as she was turned, but the smell and the feeling was enough to push her almost over the edge. She was right there, so close to cumming from being used between the three of them, a fallen queen that was being pushed to the edge of all sanity by her guards. The story was so hot, and the pictures were going to be even hotter. She lifted her hips, grinding on that knot that was trying to push into her -

Squelch.

POP!

The stupid thing finally went in, and she screamed around the cock down her throat. The two canines came in unison, one flooding her stomach and the other flooding her womb. She could feel the hot pulses shooting inside of her, could feel her lower lips clenching down hard around the knot down there. Swallow, swallow, squeeze, squeeze. They throbbed inside of her, splattering everything with the thick seed that the jackals had to offer. She moaned around one knot, whimpered and shivered around the other.

Click, snap, click, snap, flash.

It took five whole minutes for them to calm down enough for her to be able to pull her head back. Thankfully, the knot on the one that had filled her throat wasn't so hefty as the one between her legs, so she was able to detach there. She gasped for breath, some little bit of his seed oozing down the corner of her muzzle, and she looked up to see that he was blushing, rubbing the back of his head. She smiled and patted his thigh, giving him what little reassurance that she could that things were alright, that she had enjoyed what had been done to her. Because, quite honestly, she had enjoyed that. A lot.

As she looked down at the one that had knotted her pussy, she slowly shook her head. Now that the adrenaline was fading, she could tell that it was big. She was locked here good and proper for a while, and she could feel his cum swimming around inside of her.

"That...was..."

She looked at the director. The sphinx was obviously trying to justify this, and she chuckled.

"That was hot."

"...Yes, it was."

"But I'm asking for a bonus on this."

"A bonus? Why?"

"Call it a surprise fee for a surprise dicking."

"...Fair. I will see what we can offer."

"Thanks. Now...can I get something to drink? Cum's not really cutting it..."

The End

Summary: Lily goes out for some photography work, and ends up doing something far more lewd than usual.

Tags: F/M, M/M/M/F, Femsub, Photography, Photo Shoot, Costume, Vaginal, Oral, Groping, Blowjob, Cum, Knotting, Orgasm, Facial, Jackal, Dragoness,