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Never a Dull Moment

Not many people would still relish living with their parents once they were fully grown. For most folks, growing up came with a desire for independence; to get away from what was known and forge their own life, their own experiences.

This wasn't the case for Helena. Not exactly, anyway. She had always been an independent soul; there wasn't a member of her family who wasn't. But for her, the greatest surprises had never come from the world beyond the walls of her home. Rather, from within. All her adult life she had been privy to a world far deeper and more complex than that which most people considered the 'real' world. A place of magic and demons and unimaginable debauchery. A world in which her father, Ropes, was a veritable god amongst men.

The only problem with living such an unpredictably bizarre and at times unimaginably erotic lifestyle, was that it made the normal world seem worryingly mundane. Sure, Helena's brother had somehow managed to score himself a wife and settle down. But for the dragoness herself, such options weren't on the table at this point in her life. She was still far too unsettled. Far too eager to experience the new, the strange, the exotic. Heck, there were times when even her home life felt a bit too samey for Helena. Times when hearing her parents furiously fucking through the bedroom wall was as bland and commonplace an occurrence as hearing them play music, and when crawling into bed with one of them wasn't exciting and gloriously erotic, just... nice. Nice the same way that a home cooked dinner was appealing. She enjoyed it, but did it thrill and take her breath away beyond the heat of the moment? Not as often as she'd have liked.

This night in particular was one such occasion. Helena lay in bed, face down, her arms buried under her torso as her fingers toyed and teased idly at her pussy. She was mulling over the possibility of getting up and strolling over to her parents' room, to see if either or both of them fancied fooling around. Her whole body was tingling, like some sort of electrical charge was passing through it. Her libido was a live wire, sparking and crackling, but with no wired-in output for all its power. She needed something... something! The dragoness didn't know what it was or how she was supposed to get it, but she felt like her body might slowly but surely boil itself alive with desire were she to not get it.

"Aah..., d-dammit..."

Helena dragged a single digit across the swollen nub of her clit, and felt her tail thrash with such force that it pulled the majority of the bedsheets off her bare body. She closed her eyes as her inner muscles contracted, spasming and clenching in an orgasm that was not only wholly average, but bitterly so. She had been pleasuring herself for almost an hour, and to know that this... these few tremors and whimpers of ecstasy, were all she was getting for all that effort and time? It spoiled what remained of the climax, the dragoness grunting and shuddering in frustration as much as pleasure.

Burying her face deeper into her pillow, Helena kept touching herself. Kept willing her subconscious mind to find something; a fantasy, an urge, some twisted and kinky longing buried deep inside herself. Anything to thrill and satisfy her.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

She snarled in anger, rolling over onto her back and tearing her hands away from her still urgently throbbing, needy loins.

"Fuck you."

The dragoness muttered to her own body. Her pussy aching and begging for her hands to return, even though she knew that the second they did, her body would mercilessly demand more. Lying there in the pitch darkness, trembling with desire and frustration, Helena could feel herself losing control. She could feel her mind spinning into more and more violently senseless circles of flawed logic and senseless craving, and knew that before long she'd have no choice but to resume her unsatisfying solitary explorations, or risk driving herself mad.

It was then, just as Helena was beginning to lose both hope and control, that she heard a knock on the bedroom door. The dragoness sprang bolt upright, not moving to cover herself in the slightest; if anything pushing out her chest and exposing as much scaled flesh as she could while the door swung open.

"Hey, Hel..."

The deep, gravelly tone of her father's voice made the dragoness shudder violently. She bit down on her bottom lip, fists clenching tightly at her sides as his silhouette stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. All that remained now, the brief presence of light from the hallway shut out again, was the glowing of Ropes' pure white eyes.

"Do you have any idea how horny someone has to be... how hard up and desperate, for me to be able to sense them without tapping into the other side?"

The puma's voice didn't waver, didn't break from that same confident, damnably intense tone as he strode across the room, every word and every step making Helena shake with nervous anticipation.

"Do you even know how horny you really are?"

Even being asked that question made Helena's pussy ache with ever greater urgency. Her fingers flexed by her sides, longing for the chance to swoop back down between her legs and tend to the burning urges welling up from within. The dragoness' whole body tensed as she felt Ropes arrive beside her bed, and a soft whimper escaped her when he turned around and sat down beside her. One of his strong, sandy furred arms wrapped itself around her bare torso, pulling them ever closer together. His other hand fell upon her thigh, and forced a strangled moan of desperation from Helena's maw.

The hand on the dragoness' thigh squeezed fondly, and Ropes' purred into his gorgeous daughter's ear.

"So... you do know. And you've been lying here for... what, hours? Trying to think up some way to solve your problem?"

Ropes' tail brushed over the bedding as it whipped slowly back and forth, feeling the moisture from Helena's earlier explorations against its soft fur. He grinned.

"Or maybe trying to solve it on your own. Taking matters into your own hands... or fingers, at least."

Helena whimpered, glaring at her father's glowing eyes through the darkness with frustrated anger.

"S-shut up, dad. It's not funny. I can't remember the last time I felt this way. L-like no matter what I do, it won't be enough. Like there's nothing and no-one I know that can do enough to help me right now. Not... n-not even you. So just shut up, okay?"

The puma said nothing, at least not at first. It seemed he was taking his daughter's advice, falling silent and simply continuing to embrace her with one arm and gently rub and squeeze at her thigh with the other. His deep, rhythmic breathing filled the room. Filled Helena's ears. She cried out loudly in anguished longing.

"Fuck! Goddammit... w-why can't I just... I... fuck , I don't even know. Dad... please. Please help me. You have to do something. H-have to know some way to... t-to make me feel... to make me feel."

Again, only silence. Ropes said nothing, right up to the moment where he could feel his daughter's body tensing up again, prepared to let loose yet another desperate, hopeless outburst of emotion.

Only then did he speak, offering not kind words of consolation, but a savage, hungry command.

"If you're so goddamned horny, touch me."

Helena opened her mouth, ready to tell Ropes that it wasn't as simple as that. That if she felt like jerking him off or even fucking him would be even close to enough, she would have scrambled into bed with him as soon as the idea occurred to her. Before she could do so though, a potent snarl from the puma told her not to even try. Impatiently the hand upon her thigh released its grip, snatching instead at one of Helena's own wrists and pulling her arm hurriedly towards the male's own nether regions.

The dragoness shivered as she felt her fingertips brush against the swollen, foreskin-clad tip of Ropes' member. It felt good to touch another person. To feel their desire mirroring hers. But it still wasn't enough. Still wasn't what she was craving.

Ropes growled knowingly.

"Not enough for you, is it?"

Shaking her head, Helena whimpered shamefully. Her father let loose a burst of rumbling laughter.

"So spoiled. So used to being surrounded by all the cock and pussy you can handle. Always wanting more. Always wanting the next cock to be bigger... the next orgasm sweeter. I didn't know someone could be such a brat exclusively about fucking."

The dragoness' cheeks flushed brightly, and she turned her head away from her father's burning white eyes in embarrassment. She tried to pull her hand away from his cock, but instead felt Ropes doing so of his own accord. Lifting her fingers away from their intimate contact with his shaft, only to shift them slightly down, into range of...

Helena frowned, confused.

She had definitely just let go of her father's cock, yet now, she felt herself touching what appeared to be the same rigid, uncut length of manhood.

Again, Ropes growled savagely. He leaned in close to his daughter, and whispered passionately into her ear.

"It's your lucky day, brat. Today only... special offer, brand new and exclusive to this household. Two for the price of one."

Helena brought both hands to bear upon Ropes' crotch. Her trembling palms and fingers closing around not one, but two thick lengths of oh so familiar manhood. Her eyes widened, and an awed, stunned moan escaped her lips as she felt her stomach lurch with a flurry of butterflies. She didn't know how it was possible. In fact, she outright knew that it wasn't possible. But still, her mind, her heart and of course her body were screaming at the dragoness that this was precisely what she had been waiting for. Not just something like this; not just a new and exciting experience. But precisely, exactly this.

"T-two...?"

She whimpered, overwhelmed by the abundance of manhood suddenly straining and twitching in her palms.

Ropes growled, bucking his hips gently, humping at his daughter's affectionate and amorous squeezing with passionate appreciation.

"That's right. Two. More than enough for even you. For now, anyway..."

Again the dragoness' cheeks burned, though this time with bashful excitement rather than simple shame. She looked at her father, deep into his eyes as they pierced the darkness surrounding them, and licked her lips.

"Then... y-you'd better get started quick, right? Before I get bored and... g-go off looking for something else to entertain me."

It was hard to tease Ropes. Almost impossible to act like the dominant partner when he was around. The puma wasn't just naturally strong and forceful in his erotic presence, after all, but supernaturally so. For that reason, Helena wasn't surprised in the slightest when the male's only reaction was to snort with derision. To glare at her, and speak with demanding, uncompromising firmness.

"I will fuck you how and when I please, brat. And if I chose to sit here with you for hours before letting your pussy have a single moment of relief or release, you'd do it. You'd do it because I am your father, and because you know you'd do almost anything to have both these cocks stuffed into you."

Helena shuddered with delight. Being commanded so forcefully, having her attitude kerbed, was all part of what she loved about her father's interaction with her. Alone it may not have been enough, but with her libido now invigorated by the knowledge of what was to come, there was nothing the dragoness wanted more. With a submissive whimper, she pulled away from her father's straining shafts. She moved up to her bedside cabinet, and reached into the drawer; past the dildos and other items she kept close at hand for her own personal amusement, grabbing at one of several bottles of lube.

Throwing herself down flat onto her bed once more, the dragoness uncapped the bottle and reached down the length of her torso. With a shameless giggle, she poured the lube out upon herself. Over her crotch as a whole, from her aching pussy right down to the base of her tail.

"O-okay... I admit it. I don't want to wait. I can't wait. I am a brat. A... a slutty, horny, overgrown brat. But... g-god, dad. Don't you wanna fuck this slutty, horny, overgrown brat? Don't you w-wanna pound me until I beg you to stop, j-just so you can fuck me even harder?"

The puma's eyes widened slightly, and he chuckled.

"You're learning, aren't you. How to push my buttons. Taking lessons from your mother, I'll bet."

Licking his lips, Ropes scrambled up onto the bed; straddling Helena's trembling body and leaning down over her.

"But you haven't learned everything yet. You haven't learned what your mother knows deep down, even if she won't admit it aloud. That even when she says she wants to be pushed to the limit... to be fucked until she's begging for respite, she doesn't mean it. Because when I take a woman to the limit, Helena... when I push her to the very brink of insanity with pleasure, taking every last drop of satisfaction I can get from her body..."

The puma paused for a second, lining up his two cocks with the dragoness' holes. Her pussy and her ass, both dripping, soaked in slippery lube.

"...it's not something she begs for. Not something she wants. Not even something she endures."

Ropes' glowing eyes bored deep into Helena; piercing her own intense gaze and glancing deeper, into the vulnerable heart of the dragoness.

"Only one woman has ever survived me pushing them to their true limit, and retained their sanity. At least... most of it. The woman I married. The woman I love more than anything in this world. Your mother. And if you, my dear daughter, think you can handle even half of what your mother can bear in terms of pleasurable torment... you're already insane."

Lowering her gaze, not daring to meet Ropes' glowing hues as she realised the truth of her father's words, Helena felt a strong hand grab the underside of her maw. She whimpered as Ropes pulled her head back up, forcing her to look deeper still into his eyes.

In the darkness, all she could see were those glowing whites, and the glint of his smile reflected in her own.

"But... that doesn't mean I'm not gonna fuck you and fill you from now until dawn."

Without any further hesitation, the puma did what he had been resisting doing ever since he straddled Helena's body. He thrust his hips forward, and heard his daughter grunt in rapturous relief as both her pussy and asshole began to open up against the approach of his two cocks. He saw her eyes bulging at the sensation of his two erections pulsing within her in perfect unison, at the feeling of his twin cocks straining and twitching, each one able to feel the other's motion within the dragoness.

The puma pressed himself down against Helena with urgent passion, hilting her over the course of just ten or fifteen seconds. Beneath him the dragoness grunted and thrashed, her pussy easily capable of engulfing the entirety of Ropes' cock but her ass far less experienced, not to mention lacking the natural lubrication of her more naturally welcoming hole. No matter how much lube she'd poured over herself, there came a point where Ropes was so deep inside her that the fluids dripping from his tip were the only source of fresh lubrication he had, making those final few inches of swift progress a confused barrage of both pleasure and discomfort for the scaled female.

Feeling Helena wrapped tightly around every inch of him, Ropes paused. He growled down at his daughter, her eyes having fallen shut in concentration while she fought to take all of her father into her. They opened up again at his wordless command though, blazing with desire as Helena growled right back at the puma. She lifted her legs from the bed, wrapping them tight around his waist, and encircled his muscular torso with her arms.

"O-oh dad..."

She moaned happily, trembling in anticipation but already deep, intimate satisfaction as she felt her father stuffing both her holes so gloriously full. Her whimpering grew louder still as she felt the green, plant like tendrils which sprang from the puma's back binding themselves around her arms, effectively locking them tightly together in a fierce embrace. Again her father growled. Louder, more fiercely than before. His hands traced along her flanks, sliding upward until they came to grip her shoulders; clawed fingertips using the fine gaps between Helena's scales for additional leverage.

For almost two minutes they lay there like that, fully entwined and both their bodies clutching, twitching, throbbing and straining with anticipation. Faces almost touching, eyes locked on one another. Close enough to kiss, but not. It felt as though they could have remained like that, so intimately bound to their lover for the entire night, were it not for Helena's lack of self control and patience.

Again, the dragoness whimpered, and again, she spoke to her father urgently.

"D-dad... fuck me."

Seeming to obey, Ropes drew back his hips. His twin erections shifted and pulled almost all the way out of the dragoness, and she tensed in gleeful, deliriously desperate expectation. A wry grin crossed the puma's muzzle a few moments later, and he froze once more. Helena wailed in frustration, and he snarled down at her.

"Say it again, but don't tell me this time. Ask me."

Helena struggled and thrashed, but no matter how she moved it seemed that Ropes' hips moved with her, keeping her from receiving all but the most minimal and least satisfying drops of pleasure.

"Okay. Okay, damn it. Please... please dad. Please, will you fuck me?"

The puma's eyes flashed dangerously.

"Less of the attitude. I don't want to fuck a brat. I want to fuck a lady. My beautiful daughter, not some unappreciative slut."

Shaking with visible desire, Helena tossed back her head in a mournful cry. She couldn't take any more teasing. It was all too much.

"Please, dad!"

Ropes grinned. He licked his lips, shivering in pleasure as he felt his cocks twitch and launch two thick strings of pre-cum into his daughter's depths.

"Again."

Helena groaned in anguish, nodding with mindless obedience.

" Please!"

Her father let loose a powerful, dominant grunt. Beaming from ear to ear.

"One last time..."

He could feel Helena's body convulsing. Feel her pussy and ass squeezing at him with desperate desire, trying to coax his cocks into life once more. She was so worked up... so primed and desperate for satisfaction. It was almost too easy.

"_ Daddy _!"

With that final, pleading scream, Ropes gave in. He relaxed his hips, and with firm, merciless strokes, began to pound Helena with every ounce of strength and speed at his disposal. Giving his daughter exactly what she had asked for. Exactly what she had been waiting for all night. Not quite more than she could handle. Ropes didn't want to hurt her after all. Not quite the brutally intense fucking he might have given to Fyr, were his wife to be so demanding of and hungry for his attention. But exactly as much as the younger dragoness could take. More than enough to satisfy. More than enough to overwhelm.

More than enough to have her screaming, and cumming, and begging for her father's cum to fill both her holes, for many hours to come.

"Yes! D-daddy... d-aaahhh! _Ahhhh... o-oh god... da- aaaaaahhhhhhhh _."

By Jeeves