Toned n' Boned

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You Can Knot That Knot

You Can Knot That Knot

Toned n’ Boned

Contains Solo Male, Male>Herm, Herm>Male

Spike cramped himself up in his room within the crystal castle. He’d made sure Twilight was preoccupied with her reading. In the unlikely event she checked up on him, he had closed the door and locked it, which would likely make her think he was taking another mid day nap. At least he hoped… having her barge in on him right now would probably scar her for life.

In the center of the spacey bedroom, Spike placed a chair against the bed frame. The matured dragon wiped the sweat off his forehead, his eyes shut tight, and his ribbon like tongue sticking out several inches from his muzzle. His other hand was used for support, resting next to a rather huge sex toy jutting up from the chair’s seat. He focused hard as he pressed his scaly bum down on the dildo.

At first glance, it looked like he’d made it all the way, his bubbly cheeks basically shrouded the entirety of that fat cock. However, it was clear, especially to him, that only most of the shaft was digging around in his tight ass.

It made sense too, for the toy was knotted at the base. Spike spent the greater part of an hour trying to take it to the hilt. Given that the knot was about five inches across, it made even more sense that he’d barely gotten it in.

Sighing pleasurably, Spike raised his fat rump, revealing a good eight inches of silicone shaft. He wiggled his bottom, liking how it jiggled, and liking even more how he clenched onto the remaining two inches of cock still inside. Determined to get that large knot inside, he rammed his pliable butt back down.

Lube flicked around the chair in multiple directions, his cocks flexed up, and his insides clenched up automatically. Once again, that ridiculous knot couldn’t budge his taut hole… well, it budged it very well, it just wasn’t getting through. The dragon groaned and stroked one of his thick cocks, rotating his hips around the length already inside. Every two or three motions, he’d try and seep down on the faux shaft, hoping that girthy thing would spear him already.

Feeling this wasn’t going anywhere, Spike lifted his butt up and off the dildo. He stood up, knees about ready to collapse, and turned around to face the bed behind his chair. His eyes rested on a large bottle full of gelatinous lubricant. He grabbed the thing, keeping his other hand on the bed as a support to remain standing up.

Popping the cap off, he took note of how much he’d used thus far. Larger toys tended to require more of the clear, slippery gunk, and half the bottle holding little more than air made it evident how long he’d been going at it. It was fine though, and it would totally be worth it if he could just take the damn knot! Not to worry, he had a plan this time.

He weakly crawled onto the bed, his thick, pink cocks drooling pre all over the sheets, and reared up while still gripping the bottle. The thought of actually pulling it off got him blushing: how stretched would he feel if he took it? He’d never had anything so thick up his butt before. Images of just blowing his load the moment he slipped down all the way made his spine tingle. He could hardly wait to find out!

Acting quickly, he shoved the top of the bottle against his stretched anus. With how thick the shaft of the toy was by itself, he probably wouldn’t have a difficult time shoving the container up his butt. He wanted its contents going up said rump though, so he angled the bottle down and squeezed a bit, shivering as the cold gel entered him. He only applied a little more pressure before removing the tip and getting off the bed once more.

Spike then squirt a bit on the dildo before rubbing his free hand up and down its whole length. Feeling like this had to be the one, he poured a bit extra around the knot, loving the way it seeped down the base and onto the chair. Popping the cap back on, Spike tossed aside his lube and jerked his cocks while repositioning his bubble butt over the toy once more.

Not being nearly as thick as the knot, the dragon easily sunk back down to his mark from before, the lube all but making him glide down the shaft now. He panted as it stretched his insides, stopping short of the girth increase. It was by this point he realized how hard his ravished booty gripped that shaft. He loved the way it pressed against his prostate, making his pre-soaked hemipenes flick up with each inch up or down. On the bad side, it was an obstacle keeping him from achieving greater pleasure.

Perhaps if he just relaaaax-

He heard his taut hole stretching and was already overwhelmed by just the top of that huge thing entering his bum. He removed a claw from his cocks and put it on the seat to add double the support. More than anything it was to lower him at his own pace.

His heart sunk and his mouth hung open wider than his stretched butt when he successfully dropped down a half inch. With so much lube and practice thus far, there was no doubt that the girthy thing would find a new home at this rate. Spike could hardly believe it, still a bit frightened of what it’d do to him… other than feel fucking amazing.

Scaly butt glistening with excess lube and big drake dicks oozing pre like a faucet, Spike was ready to finish this.

Until he overheard a banging commotion from a lower floor in the castle. He was surprised it made him clench up, and disappointed that it actually expelled the little portion of the knot he’d taken thus far.

Wait, that was a knock at the door to the castle! “Oh, no, no.” She wasn’t supposed to be back yet!

Okay, okay, this wasn’t a problem. He had time, for Twilight would answer the door. Panicking, he first thought to make a cute use of some lingerie, which would require getting off the dildo right now. He knew the hybrid in mind liked sexy little surprises when she visited. However, he also had the idea of finishing off on that knot. If she came in seeing he’d finally taken it all, oh, she’d go wild.

That was the plan, he could do this.

And it’d be easy, all he had to do was unclench… like, right now. He tried relaxing again, but the thought of everything he’d be doing in the very near future kept him from calming down. His ass seemed to take on a mind of its own, repeatedly clenching down on the ten inches already stuffed inside.

“C’mon…” He whimpered, his painfully stiff shafts bouncing around and drooling precum. His heart skipped a beat when he overheard Twilight jog past his doorway, her hooves loudly clacking against the shiny floors outside. That meant he didn’t have much time before she let the love of his life through.

Wait a second. It really was too early for that gryphon to be back from her afternoon run. Maybe it was just one of Twilight’s friends, hopefully Pinkie whom decided to bring a bunch of delicious pastries.

Assured that he wasn’t on a tight leash anymore, Spike chuckled and went back to riding that shaft for all it was worth. He was close as well, made evident by the half-liter’s worth of mixed pre and lube coating the seat and seeping down to the floor.

A thump.

He could hear it even through several thick crystal walls and halls away. Another followed it, quickly having him piece together that it was a person’s running cycle… and the excess noise let him know exactly who it belonged to.

“Shit, shit, shit,” he huffed, rapidly pressing his butt against the dildo in hopes of just sinking down on it. Sweat formed on his head as he grit his teeth in concentration. Those thumps were getting much louder and they were subtly shaking the foundation of the castle around them.

Spike roughly hunkered down on the poor toy, all but pleading for it to penetrate him all the way. His rear was just too tight for the job though, so he frantically pulled a one-eighty to grab the bottle of lube from earlier. Popping the cap off he squeezed it tight after pressing the tip against the knot. Liberal amounts of the stuff made the girthy knot shine like Celestia’s sun. Liberal amounts also went right off the base of the toy and onto the floor below.

A loud, whizzy pop sounded out from the other side of the door. Twilight knocked once before speaking up, “Visitor for you, Spike. Dunno if you’re awake.” She then teleported away, presumably to her studies. While Spike appreciated her warning, he really didn’t need it to hear - fuck, feel the massive hybrid coming his way though. The ground vibrated steadily from her running, and it was only getting louder.

Heart pounding heavily, he thrust his weight down on the toy, his grip on it still like an iron vice. He whined in protest and figured maybe positioning his legs better would help.

However a cold chill ran down his spine when he heard another knock at his door. Whether being on the edge deafened him to the gryphon’s running, or she had opted for walking the last few meters, Spike knew he was in trouble.

“Rise ‘n shine, Spike. Ready for some vitamin G?” He heard from the other side, immediately sending him into a giggle fit. He could imagine the determined smirk on her face when she spoke up again, “Don’t make me come in there.” And that wiped the grin off his face and got his spine tingling.

“I-I’m up, I’m up, just… need’a sec,” The dragon called out, still roughly pressing his bubbly cheeks against the knot.

“Hehe, startin’ without me, huh?”

“N-no, not at all!” He lied.

“I can smell you from out here, 'Spikey'.” He overheard her let out a low breath. “When you’re that horny I can hardly control myself. Makes wanna just bust this flimsy door down and rut you senseless.” She pressed her weight against it, making the wood and metal work strain easily.

Sweet Celestia, as hot as that would be, Twilight would be furious! “Heh, no need!” He started readjusting his footing to get off the toy. “I’ll come unlock- oh, fuu-” he squeaked, slipping on the excess lube coating his reflective floor.

Of course, he fell backwards, and straight on to the dildo with little support from his arms. With an incredibly audible ‘squelch’, the dragon meeped, “-ck!”

Instantly, fat, white ropes of cum blasted out of his twin cocks, shooting several feet away from his position. Spike could do little more than stare at the ceiling with his mouth agape and pant. He throbbed again, shooting off another twin burst of pearly cream. That five inch knot stretched his bubbly ass to what he thought was a breaking point, but all he could focus on was the white hot pleasure of it pressing so hard against his inner most area.

He was sure that even if he hadn’t been so close before knotting, he would’ve had little choice in cumming over the matter. The thing was just so huge, too huge, even! So big and overwhelming that he couldn’t help but gasp and lay back comfortably before shooting off two more enormous streaks of semen. The thick ropes managed to arc far enough to hit his door nearly fourteen feet away!

Spike was cumming harder than he ever had in his life, and it was driving Gilda mad…

“You little punk,” she growled, a vicious grin on her beak. The gryphon blatantly fondled the bulge in her sporting shorts from behind the door. That cute dragon’s musk was quickly putting her in a sexual frenzy, and the audible splats his cum made on the floor only helped. “You better let me in there right now, Spike!” For emphasis, she pressed her weight harder against the door, making the poor thing creak and groan.

Still, the only response she received were yet more splatters of cum hitting the floor. Gilda had an extremely noticeable tent in her shorts, and excess fluids stained the tip on that huge bulge, already running down the fabric and her rippling thighs. Gritting her teeth, she decided twenty seconds of taking in that dork’s musk was far too long.

“That’s it!” she exclaimed, jerking Spike back into reality, if only for a moment to see his door rattle. He jerked his cocks, which fortunately stopped spooging so hard, only to see it rattle again. Cracks actually formed in the crystal walls around the door holding the hinges in place. His heart sunk as he heard her loud grunt in preparation for…

She’d thrown herself full force at that wooden thing and it absolutely exploded off the frame, falling flat to the floor with debris of crystal and wood surrounding it. Then he looked up, his heart pounding heavily and his mind still foggy from cumming so much.

At first he saw little more than her legs from outside the door, but a massive golden claw gripped and crunched part of the door frame. Next, an equally huge, bulging thigh stepped through, the enormous paw that supported it looked on the verge of cracking his spooge lined floor. Gilda then ducked down and stuck her head through, hoping to just make it through the cleared doorway. When her shoulder hit the top of the frame and busted it open wider, she actually groaned.

“Oops…” Her bulging muscles strained as she tried to squeeze herself through once more. The gryphon’s oversized breasts wobbled about, keeping his undivided attention due to her white tank top exposing her immense cleavage. Sighing in defeat, she actually knelt down to search for her prey, immediately locking eyes with Spike and licking her beak. “You gotta stop makin’ your doors so small, dweeb.”

He wasn’t really sure how to reply to that other than gulping and staring back at her, dumbfounded. “I-I…” he stuttered, still lacking proper thought due to the huge thing still rammed up his butt. Spike mostly just brought himself to look down at her shorts, the ridiculous bulge stretching her garments to their limits. Precum freely oozed down, occasionally spurting out and hitting the floor with a bit of a splash.

“I thought you were… out for a run?” He squeaked, still loving the sight. Every movement she made had her toned arms or enormous thighs stretching wider, pulsing with life force in an effort to utterly demolish his door frame so she could pounce on a poor, defenseless dragon.

“I was.” She did eventually give up and decided it would be best not to break his entrance any more than she had thus far. Gilda got on her knees, faced sideways, and scooted through the frame, still having to duck her head to avoid knocking it against the top. Her huge boobs squished against the sides, visibly popping out of the frame once they passed, only to start jiggling excessively. The same went for her massive erection, though it looked more like a flexible stick flicking itself straight after being bent and released.

“But…”

Once through, she raised herself back up… and up… and up. No matter how many times Spike witnessed it first hand, he couldn’t get over how fucking huge his friend was. The dragon being seven and a half feet tall wasn’t anything to scoff at, easily being as tall as an average pony in this world, but it was hard to call himself tall when standing next to a behemoth of gryphon like her.

“I started thinking about you.”

Just above ten feet tall, the mighty gryphon fanned out her wings, half to show off and half to give them a good stretch. Each one was as long as a pony was tall, making for excellent makeshift blankets on those long, exhausting nights. Gilda then put her hands behind her neck to stretch her shoulders, exposing pounds upon pounds of solid muscle in her upper arms as well as her toned abs. Her breasts were actually huge enough to expose a half foot of midriff whenever she performed such an exercise, each one being slightly larger than her head.

“Then this happened,” she thrust her hips forth, her cock launching a rope of precum through her drenched shorts. By goddess, it made him gape, that huge thing never failed to impress him. “So, I came over, and then you happened.”

Wagging her tail, Gilda bent down and picked up the previously fallen door. She took a moment to get a hearty whiff of his cum on the side that had been face down, then scraped a claw against the door before sampling it. It made her massive cock throb again, spurting another rope of pre to mix in with his fluids from earlier. At this rate, there’d be enough to outdo his climax!

The twin bulges below her cock perfectly explained why… Those big, fat balls stretched out her shorts almost as well as her cock did. Okay, in fairness, those weren’t directly responsible for precum. Twilight had been sure to instruct him well in the matter, but who cared? They were huge and hung low and furry and absolutely gropable. They were also responsible for the best fluids coming out of that package.

Gilda turned around and made an effort to place the door back where it belonged. She wiggled her big thighs and waggled her whip-like tail, hoping to get Spike over to her as soon as possible. Spending about ten seconds just wedging the thing back in place, she figured the splintering frame would work well enough in holding it up. Really, it was just for Twilight’s sake. If the princess wasn’t home, Gilda would’ve jumped on Spike as soon as she busted the door open.

The giantess looked back over her shoulder and grinned at Spike. She winked, before bending over to show off her toned rear. Even better, her oversized cunt bulged out her shorts, also seeping out excess fluids in a combined effort to douse her clothes in sex juices. He was kind of surprised the fat, engorged thing hadn’t swallowed up part of the clothing. It was a wonder her shorts didn’t just rip apart during her runs. Her muscled thighs were nearly as wide around as Spike’s torso.

“Well?” she asked, turning around and exposing it all once more. Any and all dangly bits wobbled excessively from said turn. “Get over here and kiss me, loser!”

Spike didn’t need to be told twice.

Until he actually tried getting up and was reminded how tightly packed his rear was. Standing up had unsuctioned the thing from his chair, however it stayed firmly wedged in his bubble butt. It only took one more throb of his cocks before he was oozing out precum again. Each step he took towards the hybrid had that ridiculously thick thing stretching him in a new way.

Gilda couldn’t see it from the front, but Spike’s fat cheeks engulfed the base of that enormous faux rod. Rather than meet him halfway or question his pace, she decided to just drink up his form. It seemed like only yesterday that the handsome dragon had been even more of a pipsqueak than he was right now. But when he’d grown up, he definitely grew up in all the right places. Where Gilda was muscled and thick, Spike was toned and curvy, especially towards the lower body.

His hips flared out slightly, nearly making some mistake him for a female dragon at times. She really couldn’t blame them, doubly so if they’d only seen him from behind, as Spike had an ass to kill for. Two curved, plush, oh-so gropable cheeks jutted out from his hips and would have an easy time shrouding the faces or cocks of many. Slapping the large thing made it jiggle for seconds on end, and simply walking for him looked like two full balloons of gelatin fighting for confined space.

Other than that, He was lightly muscled all around except for the face, strangely. Not that Gilda complained, she in fact adored how his muzzle and jaw never broadened much since his adolescence. It made him all the more cute, especially when he blushed, moaned, or came. And speaking of cumming…

She grinned while eyeing his cocks, loving most of all that they were cocks, plural. Spike might’ve been a shrimp to her, just like everyone else, but his thick ten inchers were no small feat. fat, barbed, and doused in precum, she loved them so. They were easy to take for someone of her stature, but with two, she could get creative. Putting them close together before going up her massive vag’ for an extra stretch, or having one penetrate each of her holes, she’d always have a good time receiving.

But she saw a bottle of something liquidy on the bed, and noticed the dragon’s thighs were doused in something that clearly wasn’t precum. Gilda had a feeling she’d be primarily giving it this time.

Her lover had been a bit slow making his way to her, however, something obviously distressed him based on his walking pattern. She was certain it had absolutely nothing to do with the lube splattered about the floor and chair he’d sat on. Unwilling to wait for an explanation, Gilda chuckled and walked up to him.

Spike stopped walking and leaned back in mock anxiousness. He twiddled his thumbs as her paws loudly pounded the ground in front of him. It was an exciting mixture of fear and arousal - ‘scarousal’, if you will - whenever Gilda set her sights on something she wanted, specifically when that sight was him. The way she walked, her gaze leering down at him, her paws crashing into the floor, her determined smile. And, oh goddess, how he had to just keep looking up the closer she came. Gilda’s shadow quickly consumed his form, making his legs flex inwards and shafts drool at a faster rate.

The gryphon stood triumphantly over him for a moment just to let him bask in her glory. She then suddenly latched onto his bum and upper back. Spike let out a barely audible ‘eep’ when she snatched him off the ground with little effort. The giantess stuffed nearly the entirety of his upper body into her pillowy cleavage, his cute and surprised face still above the jiggling masses. Loving the way his cocks scratched her stomach, quickly muddying up her fur with pre, she twisted her face while craning her head down.

Spike whined sexily as her beak managed to shroud the entirety of his muzzle. Gilda instantly realized she leaned too far, so she backed it up, allowing him to properly secure his malleable lips on her hard and hot beak. It felt like only a second before she hugged him closer and engulfed his entire muzzle once more. A powerful tongue pressed against his teeth, demanding entry, so Spike gladly opened up wider to let her domineering muscle through. The immense, pointed thing instantly overpowered his lengthy and flat one.

Gilda was vaguely aware of the danger she went through sticking her tongue in what was basically a bear trap, given how sharp those teeth looked. But she trusted Spike, just like Spike trusted her not to swallow him whole with her huge beak. He attempted to coil his tongue around her’s, but stopped short and gasped when a thick, heavy claw slapped his bubbly rear. One hand held him by a cheek while the other, previously supporting his back, had opted for squeezing the fat ass flesh for all it was worth.

She could feel his cocks spilling out more pre on her midriff, turning her fur a darker shade of brown from how drenched it’d gotten. He seemed to be enjoying it, so she used her other hand to pinch and squeeze his other cheek while it held him up. She didn’t roll around that doughy drake booty for too long before she felt the base of the toy he’d been messing around with before.

Gilda broke the kiss and gave Spike a chance to catch his breath. He panted lightly while she granted him a smirk, sticking her tongue out and lapping his snout once. “Practicin’ for me, huh?” She chuckled and gripped the base. Despite the death grip Spike’s butt had on it, it stood little chance against the gryphon’s might. “You’re gonna need some bigger toys thouuu-wha-?” An incredibly loud squelch quickly followed her first tug and she rested her head over Spike’s shoulder to see if she had accidentally hurt him.

Gilda was pleasantly surprised, enough to blush even, when spotting the enormous knot. “There’s no way…” she continued pulling out more of the shaft, her cock throbbing up and threatening to burst her shorts. Spike’s heart sunk at the sound of tearing thread from her clothing, and he gasped when she pulled the last of the huge dildo out of him.

“Where’d you get this thing? And how the hell’d you actually take it?”

Spike was about to reply, but quickly understood the questions were rhetorical. Gilda rammed that huge, silicone rod back up his scaly butt, unfortunately stopping at the knot. After a couple of firm presses against his rear, he explained, “I-I fell on it. Tha-HAAT-’s how I took the knot.” She tried shoving it roughly during his explanation, but to no avail.

Smiling deviously, Gilda wrapped an arm around the dragon’s torso to carry him at her side while she walked, large dildo still in the other hand. Carrying him like some cardboard box… It reminded him she’d probably have little trouble breaking him down like one if they’d gotten off on the wrong foot. The journey was a short one, as Gilda tossed both the toy and Spike onto his bed, making sure not to have him land on the bottle of lube.

Spike sat back up to get quite a sight. Gilda crossed her arms, squishing them against her breasts and forcing the wobbly mounds to protrude out and deepen her cleavage. She only did it for a moment, as she was just reaching for the bottom of her tank top. In one swift motion, she lifted up both arms over her head to remove the frail clothing.

Her enormous spheres of boob bounced back down, still shrouded by a black bra meant to contain her excess jiggling. With tits that huge though, there was only so much one could hope for. She threw her shirt aside and wrapped her arms behind her back to unhook the bra. Seeing Spike jerking himself to the sight encouraged her to lurch forward so they loomed over the dragon. She then bounced on the tips of her paws to make her breasts bounce suit.

Oodles of tit flesh burst free as soon as she unlatched the hook from behind. She tossed her heavily padded bra aside, the massive thing loudly patting the floor. Gilda then shook her torso left and right to make her enormous breasts flop about. The huge mounds were furry and brown like the rest of her body, but each tit was capped with a thick, pink nip. The areola had to be five inches across for each one, and the teats themselves stuck out a good two inches.

Spike watched her continue to shake, completely mesmerized by her tens of pounds of pendulous boobage. His masturbation had only gotten louder from the excess pre slipping down his cocks.

Gilda snapped him out of it by leaning forwards and taking in a hearty whiff of his musk. “Hehe, I was thinking of taking first on the way here. That toy though… you went through so much trouble.” Spike eyed her huge claw pat her erect member still mystically shrouded by her black shorts. There was just a solid stream of clear fluid coming off the tip at this point. It made his ass clench tight just thinking about taking it again.

However, he liked helping his friends in any way possible. “You can ride if you want. I only came twice before you got here and I’m still up.” He pumped both of his pre slickened shafts to demonstrate.

“I can see that,” Gilda laughed. She then shot him a determined smirk. “I just figured you were a bit eager for this!” she exclaimed, thrusting her hips forward.

Spike’s jaw dropped as her shorts ripped open in the front, instantly exposing inch upon inch upon inch of bright, pink, pre coated gryph cock. However, the shorts hadn’t torn enough to show it all, especially her enormous knot towards the base or her massive testes. Gilda looked down and groaned, “That was supposed to make them fly off… ah well.”

Since they were already ruined, she grabbed the waistband on either side of her wide hips and pulled them in opposite directions. Her biceps bulged out large enough that they’d require a full on hug from the drake to wrap around. It took only a moment of rough pulling until her clothing ripped off her body in two halves.

She dropped both pieces aside and thrust her hips up a couple of times, her huge cock throbbing up and her oversized nuts bouncing about. Spike immediately noticed that the gryphon still had underwear on. He was confused as to why she chose to wear it at all since it covered next to nothing, though it did appear to make a comfy hammock for her massive balls.

His eyes quickly drifted upwards and he couldn’t manage to keep his tongue from lolling out at the sight of her knotted base. There wasn’t much to say about color since it was as pink as the rest of her tool, but yeesh, it looked intimidating. He didn’t think Gilda could fit a claw around that huge thing, recalling it to be at least half a foot wide.

Spike swallowed silently as she rubbed her large hands all over it, slickening them up with pre while the excess ran down and soaked her balls. “So what’s it gonna be, dork? I’m up for either.” She winked and stuck her tongue out playfully.

He was tempted to go with the cock calling his name despite Gilda flat out stating her preferred starting choice. That was his goal from the get go with buying that oversized toy. He thought he could train his ass to finally hilt her shaft as well. However, Spike didn’t think he’d be up for much of anything if he managed to take that monster. He’d still be pretty stretched out down there on the second or third round, even if he didn’t leave that huge toy up there.

Plus, her cunt was just as much fun~

“What’d you have in mind for taking?”

Gilda smiled deviously and did a little twirl to show off her backside to Spike once more. Swishing her tail left and right, she spread her firm cheeks to show off her black underwear being bulged out by her fat cooch. A prominent bead flexed itself towards the lower part of her huge package, feebly trying to burst open the confines of the pathetic undergarment. Her straining clit did like the touch of her panties though, being sure to get the main organ bursting out fluids like a faucet. Cunt juice spurted out and through the fabric every other second, quickly drenching it more so and merged with her cock’s pre cum to run down her inner legs.

Spike gulped to keep his mouth from watering, then blushed when she grabbed the band of her underwear and tugged up. Her oversized vag’ swallowed the thinned out clothing, turning it into little more than floss. Two enormous, painfully engorged slabs of flesh on either side of her package worked hard to engulf her underwear and give it a shower it’d never forget.

Gilda chuckled, “Basically that, but with your face.”

The dragon’s cocks flexed, making them spurt pre all over his stomach.

She bent down and pulled her underwear off in one swift motion. Gilda rubbed a claw along her lower lips, appreciating the splash of nectar washing her hand shortly after. She also spread her legs a bit further apart and let her now free testes swing about unhindered. The large, brown-furred nuts seemed a little larger than usual. He was certain she was more than a bit pent up - made evident by how she couldn’t wait ten seconds before destroying his door - based on the excess fluids coming out of her.

Spike smiled brightly, “Happy to help, Gilda.”

Stepping out of her utterly soaked panties, the gryphon spun back around and moved to the foot of the bed. She pushed the chair aside and merely bent her leg at the knee while moving forward to get on the bed. Instantly, springs creaked and the mattress warped beneath her immense form, putting the bed at such an angle that Spike felt he was being sucked in. And then she hefted her other leg up, actually forcing Spike closer to her due to the incline. Had they not had sex dozens of times on this bed so far, he’d be worried the thing would collapse!

As he slid closer with his legs spread, Gilda pressed a hand against his chest, easing him down on his back. Only a moment after he got himself comfortable in the position did he feel two massive weights press against his chest and threaten to stuff him into the mattress. He was tempted to sit back up and stuff his face between her immense cleavage, but Spike knew better than to just disregard her gentle touch. She could much more easily pin him down into her desired position, after all. The dragon instead fondled the two globulous mounds for all they were worth, loving how the malleable flesh just absorbed his hands like a furry bean bag chair.

As soon as he started tweaking her nipples, Gilda shifted forwards, causing her huge breasts to travel up and slide over Spike’s face. She also lowered her torso, effectively engulfing his head in all the comfy, pillowy glory it could handle. Spike grinned like only a cute dork of his caliber could, then gasped when her cock battered its way between his hemipenes. The thickness of her upper shaft frotted with both of his poles, slicking them up with even more precum.

She then removed her tits from his face, half to get on with it and half to keep him from suffocating. Gilda crawled further up on the bed, Her shaft moving up on Spike’s stomach and torso while her massive balls slid along his cocks. As soon as her nuts stopped weighing down his shafts, she thrust her hips down a bit so that the fat, engorged lips of her cunt could tease him.

She lingered on the cunt however, rotating her lower body slowly to rub against his erections and mark them with her juices. Gilda prodded herself on his barbed cocks once or twice and made sure that the tips rubbed against her pulsing clit. The hybrid lowered herself more to sandwhich his cocks between his stomach and her squishy cunt. She then grinded against the shafts, her hot and engorged labia coaxing more pre out of him. Spike gripped the bed sheets and moved his hips as well, starting to think she wanted to skip right to the riding part.

Gilda moved her lower body up to dispel the thought though. She of course made sure to keep her leaking dam of a pussy planted down on his body so it could coat his scales with a new sheen of arousal. Slowly easing herself up into a sitting position, she ran her musky balls over Spike’s face to give him a better idea of how pent up she was. Each full, hefty nut was like a volley ball, only furry and covered in sweat due to her working out. He was surprised, as they were normally about the size of overripe grapefruits.

Spike couldn’t help but dart out his lengthy tongue to lap at them. It managed to make Gilda gasp, her hips dropping lower almost automatically. The dragon got a bit more than he bargained for when her monster sized low-hangers absolutely shrouded his vision, spreading apart so a fat orb resed on either side of his head. All the while her excess sac flesh engulfed his face, letting him take in her heady scent. Musky, potent, sweaty, and radiating with arousal, he loved it.

“Pfft, dweeb,” she chortled. As much as she wanted her nuts worshipped, they’d have their turn in a bit. Gilda moved herself further up, lifting her fat testes off her lover’s face and giving him a moment to admire the view. Spike opened his eyes, only to shut them tight again once excess juice from her cunt spilled over him. Her huge opening loomed over his face, almost as if it were threatening to devour it. His cocks throbbed at the idea, as he realized her vag’ probably could take his head.

He thought she was going to try as well since the gryphon slammed her hips down. It pushed him further down into the comfy mattress, and her fat, painfully engorged labia worked as a cushion for the rest of her weight. The thrust caught him a bit off guard, especially since it surrounded his muzzle with thick, pink, and powerful vaginal walls. Spike wrapped his arms around her thighs, each arm only managing to circle about half their width, and got to work.

Sticking his long tongue out had the added effect of opening his maw to stretch out her insides. Spike extended the muscle until a good foot of it penetrated her, then thrust his muzzle deeper within her cooch. He then coiled the thing around her slick insides, applying pressure to multiple areas as a makeshift phallus.

Gilda started grinding against his face, her expression slowly scrunching up in pleasure. Already, loud, wet, squishing noises sounded about as a result of her copious juices. The sweet pre expulsions had utterly drenched her little lover and had already made an effort to seep into the bed spread.

The gryphon was anything but cruel though, and she realized the excess juice might’ve been choking him. She eased up the pressure, lifting her bum off his face, and was surprised he’d kept his tongue up there, tens of inches still caressing her depths. Gilda was more surprised when he let go of one of her thighs to pat against her mons and flick at her erect clit.

“Eager… I like it.” Grinning, she decided to return the favor by wrapping her thick tail around his hemipenes, his excess precum working well to let her slide the noodly appendage up and down.

He faltered for a moment, not expecting such a treatment, but soon got back into the swing of things. His other hand came off her leg to play as well, opting to merely massage one of her fat, furred labial lips. The base of his tongue had began lapping her pulsing bead whilst still managing to keep her utterly stretched out on the inside. The hand he used to rub her mons in circles was also put to work just groping at the other slab of flesh making up her outer pussy.

The gryphon thrust herself down once more on his tongue, juices splashing everywhere around his face, and engulfed his muzzle. His palms now fondled her cunt while the backs rested against his slightly puffed out cheeks. Before he had the chance to move his arms back onto her hips, she hefted her lower body back up and slammed down again. Spike was starting to think she really did fancy his tongue as a makeshift cock now.

It only took one more cycle before he got the hang of it. Spike applied firm pressure with his hands on her labia while she went up, and tweaked at her clit when she came crashing down. He appreciated how this wasn’t crushing his skull, thankful that they decided to do it on the bed and not the hard crystal floor. The bed was creaking excessively though, as expected from a quarter-ton muscle bound herm throwing her weight at it.

Her huge balls also crafted a neat hat for him, constantly plopping down and pressing against the cushiony mattress beside his head. Her cock, however thwacked loudly against the bed, constantly dribbling a stream of pre. Her tail beat his hemipenes with almost enough force to equate her epic thrusts. It made his hips jerk up to meet their rough grip. He gasped when the bushy tip of her tail started brushing his cocks. Spike’s shafts were shooting out precum freely now and he didn’t think he could take much more of her expert tail job.

The powerful clenching on his tongue indicated she was in a similar state. The dragon was more than prepared for a hot shower, so he shot out more of his seemingly limitless tongue to really stretch her out in there. The tip of his tongue moved about the jumbled mess and slid along her erogenous zone sensually. On a down thrust, Spike pressed the tip of his muscle firmly against her precious spot, eliciting a hearty roar from Gilda.

“That’s how it’s done, little dude!” she happily exclaimed. After a couple more rough slams, Gilda planted her butt down on his head and began rotating her hips. The action mashed her squishy cunt against his features while his excessively long tongue continued pressing against her G-spot. The gryphon’s face scrunched up in pleasure and she was having trouble suppressing her panting.

“Heh… Thirsty?” She asked rhetorically. Gilda hated announcing her orgasms, really. She’d come up with more creative ways than the typical ‘gonna cum’ heard by most, that being one of them. Due to her size and another incredibly hot factor, the gryphon felt a bit obligated to warn her partners, and Spike really appreciated the head’s up.

The clenching from her walls squeezed and clamped down on Spike’s tongue like a vice. She backed up and roughly thrust down her hips one last time before grinding her cunt against the dragon’s face. Rather than stick his muzzle up her vag’ again, Spike had cupped his upper mouth around her clit and kept his lower jaw wedged in her inner walls.

He heard her let out a grunt before a literal blast of of juice washed out his mouth, the incredible stream filling it to capacity and beyond in less than a second. The heavy hose wouldn’t relent with its assault against his tongue. Spike swallowed and swallowed, but it was as if trying to contain a waterfall, much of her sweet nectar spraying out of his maw and coating the bed spread. The ridiculous jet of cum did let up after another few seconds, but Spike had done this enough to know it wasn’t even close to being safe for him to breathe again.

Another impossibly productive gush of juice battered Spike’s mouth. Despite the high speed squirting making all attempts to pin his tongue into submission, Spike still happily lapped at her erect bead to help her ride out the orgasm. Gilda moved her balls out of the way to clench onto the dragon’s head while he licked. Her second shot tapered off, making him certain he’d swallowed well over a liter of the tasty stuff.

He was unfortunately in need of air, so he tapped her hip just as she pressed her weight down again to start a third stream. Gilda immediately lifted herself off his head and knelt over him. Her shot was still hitting him square in the face while his massive tongue worked its magic, but he was able to turn his head to the side just for a moment to breathe. The gryphon started fondling her clit with her own hand, so Spike began slowly retracting his tongue.

She leaned back slightly and rocked her hips as a fourth blast rocketed out. This one hit everything in its path, his torso, his arms, head. It marked him, her sweet, grapefruit-y scent doused his body and marked him as her’s. The bed too, for that matter, Spike was certain her juices bled through the mattress and went on to flood the floor as well.

He finished unraveling his tongue from the jumbled mess, thankful for not accidentally tangling the three feet of wet muscle. Gilda’s orgasm seemed to be finishing up, made evident by how she wasn’t letting out enough fluid to drown a person. She squirt out another three copious streams before her body finally relaxed and allowed her to let out a content sigh.

The gryphon looked down at Spike and smiled warmly. Spike grinned back, only to let out a pleasured sigh when she brushed the tip of her tail against his shafts. He’d forgotten she was giving him a tail job until the thick appendage unraveled itself from his cocks. It was replaced by her powerful claw’s grip, holding them close together as she pressed her cunt on top. Gilda let go and roughly slammed herself down on the thick things, taking them both in one go.

Females were known to be up and ready to go instantly after orgasming, but Gilda’s readiness so soon after cumming was primarily due to Spike. Dragons let out an incredibly potent musk when aroused. So potent, in fact, that it not only aroused everyone around them, it helped them strive on for more rounds in the bedroom. Spike would be lying if he didn’t say it made his sex life about a thousand times better.

Especially now as Gilda was determined to destroy his fragile hips with her thrusting.

He latched onto her thighs for dear life as she pounded away, flicking juices all around their lower bodies and soaking that half of the bed as well. The cozy warmth emanating from their intertwined thighs left Spike a quivering mess below the gryphon. He watched her with awe, always loving the determined grin on her face… when he could see it, anyhow, since her enormous breasts bounced around with every motion she made.

Her fat balls pat against his waist and her equally huge cock was striking his chest, leaving strands of precum all over the already soaked scales. The structure creaked loudly, His heart pounded, and most of all, his cocks felt like they were going to burst. Gilda’s fat cooch gripped and caressed his shafts so sensually, he couldn’t hold off any longer. “G-Gilda-”

“Inside, dweeb. Twilight hooked me up, no need to worry about any ‘dryphons’.”

Wait, Twilight knew!? Spike wanted to comment, but the way her huge cunt swallowed his cocks and squeezed them was just too much to handle. The dragon thrust his hips up to meet her downward motions. His thick poles were throbbing madly, dousing her slick insides with pre.

With a sensation so heavenly, Spike only lasted two more thrusts before letting loose. He gushed out twin streams of cum up her hot vag’, her inner walls paractically milking the thick stuff out of him. The scolding hot goo made Gilda howl in pleasure as it filled her. She roughly hammered herself down and sashayed her bottom to grind on his shafts. The dragon fired off another two ropes, the excess cum flowing back out and coating his inner thighs.

His third spurt made her lift her toned rump up once more to start pounding away, splashing his gooey sperm about. Her cunt kept clenching his shafts so hard, coaxing out larger waves of cum. By his fifth shot, the creamy gunk had matted up the fur around her cooch and fat testes. Overwhelmed at the heat he was spurting into, Spike let out heavy breaths while thrusting up faster.

Gilda groaned at his persistence, those fat cocks of his really did a number when both attacked the same hole. The molten lava he spewed in the form of cum made her spine tingle and her tail wag. She sensed that Spike finished up when he stopped thrusting into her so fervently, easing back and lying on the bed. His cocks very nearly exited her snatch before Gilda slammed herself back down and made the dragon yelp.

“One more for me, Spike. I know you’re itchin’ for some butt stuff.” She didn’t actually worry about his ability to stay in the game. Science had proven that a dragon’s musk didn’t affect the dragon itself, however the scaly beasts did still have a near unmatched stamina when it came to sex. His fat cocks were still as hard as ever, and she could feel them really batter her insides when hilted.

Spike merely laid there panting and looking up. She surprised him by picking up the pace even more, his cum spraying back at his hips along with her fresh juices. Gilda thrust hard enough to make the bed start inching forth, its metal frame scraping along the floor to meet the wall behind it. He watched her huge boobs bounce and jiggle freely, amazed at how she managed to deal them permanently attached to her chest.

His thoughts stopped short when suddenly his world was shrouded in her immense cleavage. Gilda leaned down to smother his face in her tits. The jiggly masses now engulfed Spike in fur, sweat, and burning heat. He did what any horny dragon would do when surrounded by copious breast flesh: grope and suckle at it for all it was worth, of course!

His huge tongue spilled out to lap at her fat nipples while his claws grabbed and pinched at the breasts covering his entire upper body. Gilda appreciated the enthusiasm, cooing whenever he tweaked or lightly bit a nipple. Most of his actions resulted in his appendage utterly sinking into her mammaries, but it only got him more hot and bothered. He found it in him to thrust back when Gilda crashed down.

Their lower bodies were drenched in her juices. The excess nectar had pretty much washed them free of Spike’s cum, save for what still spilled out of her cunt in small amounts. The method of her thrusting had basically made a penetrable toy out of their stomachs, fur and rubbery dragon flesh consuming her huge shaft while it doused their midriffs in precum. Lewd and audible squelching sounds dominated the room, the rocking of the bed under them being the only thing matching it in volume.

Gilda’s squishy cunt utterly gorged on the dragon’s cocks. The malleable and thick flesh of her labia served as the perfect cushion for her assault on his crotch. Her cavernous insides had only grown tighter with every thrust, gripping his meaty poles with a force meant to crush steel. It didn’t take long before her erogenous zone was pressing up against his thick hemipenes.

Spike moaned into her tits as she picked up the pace again, her hips becoming a blur. His legs were beginning to fall asleep with all the weight pressing against them. He’d never gotten a bruise from this before, but his thighs would definitely be sore later. Not like any of that mattered because he could only focus on how swiftly her cunt kneaded his cocks, pumping and groping the sensitive flesh in her velvety confines. With her enormous breasts shrouding him from the world and slick cooch attempting to extend his shaft another couple of inches, he was certain he’d be blowing another load soon.

Spike couldn’t even thrust back anymore, Gilda pounded so roughly and fast, yet he wanted to help her along any way he could. There was the risk of his hand being pressed down like an iron, but it was one he was willing to take as he weaved an arm under her huge breasts. His other arm continued to grope and squish into her right mound while the left smooshing into his face got a hot tongue bath.

Squeezing his hand down below, he couldn’t help but admire how utterly soaked with precum his entire front side was. Spike used what little space he had to stroke her huge shaft and rub at the tip. He smiled, feeling the massive thing pour a seemingly never ending half inch thick line of the clear goop. It had long since seeped into the bed and sought to make his entire body shiny, like some sort of perverse shower.

Enormous boobs covering his entire head hardly suppressed the hearty moans of a giantess, Spike knew she was close. His hand left her cock and wiggled between her over stuffed nuts to get to the action. Those monsters were so heavy their placement wasn’t affected by her upward thrusts. She’d also gone the route of short and rapid movements in an effort to press his shafts against her special spot.

Gilda could hardly believe the little guy hadn’t cum again. His thick cocks gave an amazing stretch, but she really adored his spunk splattering about and heating up her insides. She felt his hand traveling along her huge pole and balls, making her think she’d be cumming from that set of bits shortly after gushing. The gryphon gasped when his claws brushed against her pronounced clitoris instead.

She harshly smacked herself down and stayed put while he rubbed and tweaked her bead. The thing throbbed almost enough to ache as it filled half of his palm. It was all too much. His fat hemipenes crushed against her G-spot, his impossibly long and slick tongue lapped away at her tits. Her huge, engorged labia squished and rubbed against his scaly waist, and he wouldn’t let up with delicately caressing her bulbous clit.

Gilda teetered on the edge, and Spike knew he was one quick motion from setting her off. She huffed, attempting to draw a breath to give her usual warning. The dragon pressed a digit against her mons, eliciting a predictable reaction from his muscle bound lover. “Oh, f-fuu-” She would never finish her sarcastic jab, as Spike immediately scrubbed his hand on her erect bead left and right.

What felt like a bucket full of pleasantly warm nectar aggressively splashed against his fingers and waist. The blast instantly ricocheted off his crotch and the hose like gush went on to paint the bed and floor around it. It sprayed on and on, making him certain the gush would bruise his groin. At the very least, the massive shot of the stuff was utterly drenching and slicking up his scales. His lover was like an oversized shower head in some respects.

A shower head that fired in multiple bursts, clearly, as Gilda pressed tighter against him and fired again. Despite the fire hydrant in the form of her cum trying to bat away his hand, Spike made sure to help her ride it out by rubbing her huge bead in circles. She surprised him by weaving her incredibly defined arms behind his back and under his plush butt.

Gilda swung up to her knees, easily taking Spike with her, all mashed up against her immense breasts and intimidating pole. Her third spurt splashed about, raining down onto the bed spread and running down her tree trunk thighs in floods. Each spurt meant another powerful clench down on Spike’s dual shafts, inching him closer and closer to orgasm, the absolute waterfall of juices drenching his cocks and inner thighs with new warmth.

The giantess reduced the force on his doughy bum, only to roughly shove him up again, pistoning his cocks in and out of her still convulsing cunt. He loved the excess gush of her fluids splattering everywhere. Spike burrowed his head between her boobs, letting the gryphon’s assets basically absorb him. Crushed up against her while she came so hard like this, he really felt as if he were a part of her.

Her orgasm did eventually end, the mattress only partly turning into a water bed, but Spike hadn’t gotten off like he’d hoped. He couldn’t help but moan as she released her hold on his scaly ass, instantly pulling his cocks out and dropping him back down on the bed. Gilda leaned back, though still on her knees, and looked down with glee at her favorite dragon.

She cocked her head after spotting his painfully erect cocks. She knew her scaly little lover well, and she knew him well enough to know when he was on edge. Plus, dear goddess, that scent gave everything away. The type of raw musk you’d get from not cumming for days on end and just finishing with a workout session.

She leered at Spike with a devious grin, happy to meet the need shown in his eyes. “You poor thing, so close to blowing another load.”

Gilda stepped off the bed and latched onto Spike’s ankles. The dragon yelped as she pulled him towards the frame’s foot, his legs dangling over the edge and his cocks overshadowed by her expansive bust. She rested her knees on the floor, making those globulous mounds crash down on his shafts. They wobbled endlessly, making an attempt to automatically pleasure her friend.

The pressure rose indefinitely on his hemipenes as she pressed both breasts together. “Do it.” She demanded, slowly rolling the huge spheres to egg him on. “Right into my huge, jiggly, tits, dork.” She stuck her tongue out playfully before she leaned forward and sped up her maneuver.

Spike couldn’t find it in himself to give a reply beyond humping her massive globes. He grabbed into her soft mounds using each claw for leverage and pounded her makeshift penetrable. The furry stacks bounced and constantly reshaped themselves from the force he thrust upon them. His excessive precum slickened up the path on every thrust, making the next one quicker and only more pleasurable.

He sighed in content, his thrusts grew rougher and the grip on her enormous breasts tightened. Gilda let his pounding jiggle her boobs up and down while she opted for just pressing against their squishy sides. As much as she enjoyed watching Spike’s ahegao, her gaze slowly drifted towards the huge dildo previously discarded, yet still miraculously atop the bed. It gave her one hell of an idea as her dragon pounded even more harshly into her tits.

Spike’s tongue lolled out as he senselessly pistoned into her pillowy breasts. His mind grew foggy and most feeling seemed irrelevant beyond what his cocks pressed into. He was so close to letting that hypertension loose. Little did he know what his enormous partner had in store.

On a back thrust, Something fat and hard wiggled itself between his jiggly rump and pierced his bum. The excess lubricant from his session before allowed Gilda’s finger to sink in a far as it could. She only spent a moment locating his prostate before pressing the digit harshly against it. Spike couldn’t bring himself to thrust up again, opting instead to just let his lover squish her tits against his rods and work her magic with her finger.

Two more firm presses against his inner most spot made Spike gasp. That was all the warning Gilda received before his twin shafts erupted in her fleshy confines. His thick cum instantly spurt out from between her tits, the white goop seeping down to his stomach. His second shot actually broke free from her cleavage and arced up a good five inches into the air. The gryphon gave a low whistle, impressed and watching eagerly as it rained back down upon her globes.

She began regularly pressing her digit against his prostate in an effort to milk out similar results. As hoped for, his next few shots followed a similar pattern, blasting out the top of her soft mounds and splashing back down to glaze them. Her huge mammaries were utterly coated in the thick gunk after the seventh shot, but Spike showed signs of tapering off.

Licking her beak and feeling particularly daring, Gilda let go of the hold on her other breast so she could move her hand down to Spike’s cocks. His fat ropes of jizz sailed freely into the air now, though not going very far as his orgasm was nearly over. She pulled the finger penetrating him out a couple inches before positioning a second by his anus and roughly jabbing both back up.

Spike cried out in ecstasy and Gilda cried out in surprise, as she really didn’t expect such a high velocity shot hitting her right in the face and plastering her features. The shot continued to spray out up and over her body for a good three seconds, only to loudly splash against the floor and taper off to coat Gilda’s front side. After that, the dragon was spent, resting back into the bed and letting out a satisfied sigh.

He slowly opened his eyes and gasped at the damage. Her eyes were screwed shut and her beak ended with a frown. Had he gotten it in her eyes? He managed to find the courage to speak up, “A-are you alright? I didn’t think you’d shove two up there like that. I’m so-”

She licked her beak to scoop up an excess amount of his thick spunk. “Ho-holy shit, dude. That was a nice shot.” Her trademark grin came back and it brought a smile out of Spike as well. She removed a hand from his shafts to wipe her eyes free of the stuff. Her eyes opened not to the dragon lying before her, but to the object closest to him.

She reached over and grabbed the dildo, also retrieving the bottle of lube he’d tossed on the floor. When she popped the cap open and started dousing the silicone thing with his lube, Spike’s ass clenched of its own volition. He gulped silently, thinking she was ready to roughly shove it back up his bubbly rump. Gilda slapped the suction cup of the toy down onto the chair previously moved aside.

Spike thought she was about to pull him off and violently ram him down on the thing. He sat there a bit dumbfounded as she squirt a bit of lube onto her index and middle finger before wrapping her muscled arm around her back and rubbing it between her toned butt. The gryphon pulled the chair around her until the backrest was behind her and the floppy faux cock rested under her.

“C’mere,” she stated firmly.

Spike immediately leapt off the bed to get in front of her, only to yelp when she scooped him up like he were some small dog. She hefted him up until their faces aligned, only inches from one another. Her cock had flexed upwards hard enough to pat his rear while she held him. Gilda squeezed the bottle of lube on the small of his back to let the gelatinous gunk run down his scales.

Spike leaned in and pecked her beak while she kneaded his butt. “I’m gonna do it. I’ll take it all this time.”

She rolled her eyes and smiled. “Just don’t hurt yourself.” Gilda sprayed excess amounts on her already precum coated cock. She pressed a claw between his fat rear to spread the lube around, prodding his hole once or twice to warm him up.

She tossed the bottle aside and used her now free hand to grasp the dildo beneath her. The giantess leaned back, letting the toy spread her rear.

He sheepishly grinned as her cock kept patting his bum, showing her anticipation for taking it up the rear. Spike grabbed the huge pole, the tip coming just over his bum.

He gasped as she sat down and they sunk about a foot lower, a loud squelch ringing throughout the room. He peered over her broad shoulder to see that she had indeed planted her ass on the chair and took the entirety of the toy in one fell swoop. “H-how-”

Gilda grunted before rotating her hips on the chair. “Heh… done it before, Spike. Nothin’ too big for a huge gryph like myself.” She said that, but it was clear the toy did a lot more than she let on. Her behemoth of flesh threatened to break free of his grasp with its throbbing, and it oozed out precum like a cracked dam. The giantess let out a low breath and looked at Spike lustfully, “Why don’t you start us off?”

Spike really wanted to start already, but her cock just wouldn’t stay still. Plus the excess lube really did make it slip out of his grasp at one point, making the huge thing swing forth and slap against one of her enormous breasts. The gryphon leaned in and kissed Spike while she grasped her jittering pole of flesh. She hummed sensually into his muzzle, angling her shaft so that it pressed between his cushiony cheeks.

He moaned, muffled by her beak, as the thick thing prodded his taut hole. After easily sliding in a couple of inches to insure her cock would stay where it belonged, Gilda moved her other claw to Spike’s fat bum to spread his jiggly globes. The gryphon broke the kiss, staring back into her scaly partner’s dazzling green eyes.

Receiving a timid nod, Gilda slowly lowered him down.

His eyes widened considerably and he was already panting after a quarter of her rod speared him. Spike’s practice with the toy earlier made the journey that much smoother, and it fortunately didn’t make it any less pleasurable. Her oversized shaft was thicker than the faux cock’s, and it was only going to get thicker from here to the base.

It absolutely filled his insides, pressing hard against his innermost spot and continuing to stretch out everything around it. Precum was gushing out of her at this point, and Spike could feel every throb of that cock when it spilled out more. It lubed up his butt where her applications of the synthetic stuff did not, only making the next few inches easier to push in.

“Practice did ya good,” the gryphon noted. Usually it took the greater part of five minutes getting to this point on her cock. She chuckled and looked to the side. Seeing her blush was a rare sight, but it was erotic as hell when it did happen. “Good for me as well, the toy’s still warm.”

Gilda thrust her hips up to sink down to her knot… ‘s beginning. Roughly a foot of shaft was lodged up the drake’s scaly bum, pulsing and stretching him as wide as ever. Unfortunately, he couldn’t seem to spread his ass open any wider to accept the enormous girth. Spike wrapped his legs around her waist and tried pushing his body lower down on it. Her claws stood in the way, so he made an effort to bounce on the last few inches before her knot.

The giantess grunted, her muscles flexed and her pole throbbed madly. She groped Spike’s bum with increasing fervor, careful not to leave marks or cut into him. Gradually, her hands left his pliable butt so his legs could take over and he’d decide the pace. Gilda’s claws found their way around his back, easily supporting him if he were to lose his grip and fall.

Spike made an effort to put his hands on her shoulders, but they were a bit too high up and uncomfortable to grab, so he opted for squishing them into her bountiful bosom. Gilda laughed then cooed when she felt his cocks going between those huge mounds. When he pulled up from her cock, his dual shafts easily slipped further into her tits, his excess cum from earlier working as a decent lubricant.

Just nearing the top of her massive rod, Spike abruptly slammed himself back down. He actually made the hybrid moan, as his bum clenched her tight during the descent. She gave a light pat on his rump to encourage a second thrust. He delivered quickly, as expected, shimmying up and slamming down, only stopped by her incredibly huge knot.

Gilda groaned out as he thrust down again, “That’s the way.” She pumped her hips up as he pulled away, sinking most of her cock back into his tight rear. It had the added effect of pulling her off Spike’s toy. She quickly hilted it again, pulling her stick out of her lover and savoring the feeling of that knot stretching out her toned ass. Spike didn’t need any instruction since he immediately thrust back down to his goal.

Her precum actually backed out of his butt and sought to shroud her knot with extra lubricant. It didn’t take long before Spike built a steady rhythm pounding away at her enormous tool. He knew the problem was how he clenched too hard, but for the time being he really didn’t care. The dragon was panting audibly from how great the tool inside of him felt.

Every fourth or fifth thrust, Gilda would thrust her hips up to meet his fat drake booty when he went up on her shaft. With the toy stretching out her rear and the squeezable bum engulfing her cock, she wasn’t sure she could handle much more.

Gilda slapped his bubble butt hard, eliciting a cute little yelp from Spike. Precum rained down on her overfilled balls, and Spike drenched the fur on her breasts with pre once more. He looked up at her with such a dreamy expression, his eyes shimmered and his tongue lolled out.

She watched with glee as that tongue extended down further. He wouldn’t look away from her as that lengthy muscle inched down. On a rough thrust, he stayed planted at his furthest point on her cock. He surprised her by leaning back a bit, still supported by her claws, and showing off his precum showered abs and chest.

She licked her beak and let out a low breath watching his tongue trail lower, then it slipped between her breasts. His hands were still pressed into her globulous mounds, so he moved them apart to show off something that made Gilda’s cock throb extremely hard.

He’d wrapped his tongue around his own shafts. The wet thing lapped away at his rods, sampling all the pre he’d spurt out. It created a small figure eight to give his cocks a hot tongue bath.

Gilda groaned, feeling her overstuffed balls lurch up and hug her crotch. “You fucking dweeb!”

Quickly, she pulled herself off the dildo and grabbed spike by his sides. She yanked him off her pulsating shaft and tossed him back onto the bed, his front side looking like a really good target. Spike grinned with a bit of mischief, liking how he’d gotten her to go a bit on the wild side.

That was until he got a firm reminder of how fat her nuts were.

She stood over him and fanned out her wings to truly express her dominance over the frail dragon. Her figure seemed to blot out the sun, with only the glimmer of her yellow eyes and smirking beak breaking the shadow. That and her claws beating her precum coated cock.

The thing oozed liberal amounts of the clear stuff down to the floor, her hands, and her fat balls. She pumped her huge shaft quickly, lewd squelching ringing about the room. After roughly five jerks she started thrusting her hips into her hands.

Just then, her precum trail stopped and was replaced by an impossibly thick and solid trail of white. She let out a pleasured sigh and aimed her cock straight down at Spike. He knew it’d be messy, he probably should’ve moved out of the way so she wouldn’t drench the bed in spunk, but he found himself instead just striking a pose for her. He rested his arm behind his head and stuck his tongue out before winking.

That was it. She thrust up hard one last time, her massive testes swinging accordingly, and released.

The thickest, gooiest, most virile hose of semen he’d seen yet rocketed out of her shaft, arcing well above her target and splattering against the wall behind him. The inch thick rope continued in a strong, solid streak above his body for a whopping six seconds. Rather than taper off before her next shot, it simply grew less thick and roughly plummeted onto his front. The musky gunk utterly plastered his front with heavy semen, trailing out after landing and nearly managing to run down the sides of his body.

Gilda growled and her biceps bulged out while she jerked free another enormous salvo of cum. This time she opted to fire it straight up, actually surprising herself with how high it launched. Spike wiped his eyes free of her goopy sperm just in time to have his jaw drop at her second shot. The crystal castle had its perks, one being incredibly spacious rooms. It meant little for Gilda’s spurt however, as her blast had flown up and splat against the ceiling nearly twenty feet above her cock.

And then it all came down.

Crashing against the bed, floor, herself, and especially Spike. It thoroughly caked him with a second layer of spunk. Liters upon liters of ejaculate rained down and soaked him. He opened his mouth to catch it, his maw overflowing with spunk almost as soon as he’d tried. He gulped the impossibly thick stuff down, but quickly realized it was still overflowing his mouth.

Spike flipped himself over to breath, only to blush when feeling the utter rainstorm of ejaculate splatter against his back and tail. She’d glazed his entire body as if he were a donut, and it was only going to get worse. Interestingly, he felt a rough splash of cum against his exposed ass while cum was still pouring down on him from above. She’d fired so much up there it kept raining down while she started a third spurt.

The cum soaked gryphon kept pumping her hands on her cum soaked shaft, slicking up the meat and making them really glide up and down. She almost couldn’t believe the ropes coming out of that thing. Given how heavy her swinging nuts were, it made enough sense. With a huff, she released another lengthy, musky wave of the thick goop. She aimed her cock in such a way that it mostly stuck into his bed spread.

Spike swore he was hearing a bucket of paint just plopping down into the structure besides him. Another grunt and he heard it again on his right side, that thick semen likely drenching his mattress by now. She’d utterly ruined the bed after firing a sixth shot, her seventh showing signs of the thing finally slowing down.

The dragon was pleased to have gotten through another one of her cumshots without drowning. He turned around and somehow got his eyes clear of the stuff. Spike opened them to the wonderful sight of his muscled hybrid friend planting herself back down on the dildo. It instantly made a huge jet of cum fire off, but she stopped the heavy stream short by bending down and engulfing it with her beak.

He just watched her balls clench and contract against her crotch, a wave of sperm pouring out of her beak every second and drenching those balls along with her fat knot. The dragon wasn’t sure how long she’d been cumming at this point, and it made him think (and hope) it’d never end. He beat his shafts as he watched her attempt to drink it all down.

After five shots it stopped pouring back out of her beak and her gulps weren’t as big. Then, four throbs later, she was finally, mercifully done.

Her cock flopped out of her mouth with a wet and audible pop. “Goddess DAMN that felt good,” she laughed heartily. “Last time I’m ever holding myself for half a day. Be glad I like ya so much.”

She chuckled as he simply gave her a cum coated thumbs up from the bed. He wiped his eyes free for what had to be the fourth time in such a short period, only to witness her still throbbing cock standing at attention. Her balls were hardly smaller, even after pouring out so much cum. The dragon was certain that even if he weren’t a dragon and his musk had no effect on her, she’d still be rock hard, given how she’d held it in all day.

Indeed, gryphons had a special ability in the bedroom as well. The furry beasts came like fire hydrants, plastering partners white, or showering them in cunt juice. His lovely hybrid had the ability to do both, being a hermaphrodite and all. Better yet, Gilda’s immense size had only added to such an ability, making her cumshots more along the lines of ‘bedroom redesign’ instead of ‘glossy new look for a friend’.

“Hoping you’re still in the mood.” her cock throbbed hard enough to pat her breasts.

Spike would always be in the mood if she was around. “Yeah, just… just do it until you get it all in.” He figured it was the only way at this point. He’d been training so hard and so long to finally hilt that rod. “I can’t relax long enough to sink down and… and-”

He paused while watching her aim her rump over the toy still planted to the chair. She’d taken it as effortlessly as she had before, but immediately she rose herself up. There was a loud ‘pop’ as Gilda stood up, and spike noted that the dildo no longer rested on the seat, it remained firmly wedged in her ass.

Something about her grin told him he was gonna get exactly what he wanted.

“Ass up, Spike.” It wasn’t a request.

Spike did as he was told, getting onto his knees and letting his chest slump down to the cum drenched bed spread. Her heady scent would probably linger in the room for months to come. Soon after, an overbearing weight weared down on the springs and support of his mattress, mostly his body though. Her boobs hung down on either side of his head whereas her thighs pressed against his own.

Her cock thwacked against his, the tip trailing far enough to dab his abdomen with cum. She then raised her torso up and leaned back, taking her cock in hand. She put her other hand on his butt, clenching down hard on a fat cheek, and angled her tip where it belonged. After prodding his opening only once, she pumped fourth and slid easily back to his mark from before.

Gilda moved her claws to his hips for support as well as leverage to pull him in when she thrust forward. The dragon let out cute little moans as she sawed in and out at a slow pace. His cum glazed bubble butt bounced when her knot met it. Her balls hung enough to hit Spike’s pre oozing shafts. He started to think that even if he couldn’t ever take all of that rod, this’d be just fine.

He gasped when she pulled out and harshly slapped his rear. Gilda then slammed her cock into him, drawing an audible moan. Now she sped up her actions, opting for quicker thrusts with less of her shaft exiting his butt each time. It lewdly schlicked and schlapped with every pump of her pole, her excessive pre already starting to flush back out.

The gryphon leaned down and wrapped her bulging arms around her mate. She hugged him close as her movements grew harder. The thickest part of her shaft stretched out his rear and battered his prostate, but he needed more. Spike was getting close, and he was actually unsure about another round after a brutal ass pounding from her.

Her knot visibly moved apart his fat, slappable ass, yet his tight hole refused to budge open wider. Gilda grunted and slowed down her thrusts to to pull back further. She went back to incredibly hard pounding, slowly dragging back and smacking herself fourth. Spike lost track of how many times she did it, but it didn’t feel like very long before she thrust up and kept her cock wedged in him.

The dragon gasped as her weight shifted while hugging him. She’d flipped over to her back, letting him use her pillowy mounds as furry pillows while she plowed away. Her balls jostled as she moved her hips back and forth. After two motions, she started groaning, “‘M not sure if I can go another round if I blow.”

“Y-you’re alread-EE gonna cum?” she speared him mid sentence.

“Little close. I’ll make it count.”

Just like that, her thrusting sped up from under him. His tongue lolled out, but it was very apparent her knot had yet to enter. He weakly called out, “Yooo-hoou gotta g-go harder.” She did go harder, hard enough to make him bounce up when she thrust. It shook the the frame, her immense figure making a permanent indent in the mattress.

More than anything, her huge arms were straining wider and she was gradually making it difficult for Spike to breathe. She must’ve been close, made evident by the waterfall of precum bursting from his ass.

Suddenly, she stopped and released her hold on him. “Up, up, up. Sit up,” Gilda stated with a bit of panic. She must’ve been on edge.

His legs felt like jelly, but he wouldn’t want to let her down now. As soon as he swung his body up, she latched onto his hips and turned him around with her shaft still inside. Immediately she brought them back down to play with her enormous breasts while Spike watched. “Jizz as hard as you can. A-All over my face.”

Spike seemed partially stunned at the request, but Gilda gave plenty of encouragement by roughly shoving her shaft in his plush butt. The dragon put a hand on each of his shafts and pumped like no tomorrow. Having his bum so stuffed and harshly handled before, he was pretty close already.

He lifted his bubbly ass and thrust down, only to get an annoyed groan in return. “No… p-pounding, just cumming, Spike.” Sweat formed on her feathers and Spike finally understood that she was trying her damndest to hold back a tidal wave. Though his walls clenched on her shaft for all they were worth, the friction seemed to get her off more than anything, so he stuck himself in place while stroking his cocks.

Fortunately, simply looking down at her oversized jugs and their cavernous cleavage while she pressed them together brought him straight over. He muffled a moan while taking aim, only to actually sigh when spotting her opened beak. Gilda wasn’t usually up for a mouthful of his sperm.

Regardless, his hemipenes did their job, firing off a twin streak of scolding hot cum. Much landed in her gaping maw, but most of it went way over the mark and glazed her beak and closed eyes. Fat globs of the gunk ran down her face and mouth. Though foggy vision and jittering hands, he was able to push his shafts down to give the shots a better chance at winding up in her beak.

After a third twin hose, she made a large gulp and sighed. “Keep it comin’,” she’d stated even as her features were utterly plastered with semen. Spike groaned when firing off a fourth wad, the streaks arcing much higher than the previous ones and splattering into the sperm she previously hailed unto the bed spread. The next couple, however, only managed to stick to her neckline and huge tits.

His last stream came out weakly and drizzled down onto her abs. He sighed and looked down, spent yet still hard. His head perked right back up when he overheard her taking a blatant whiff of his musky cum. Her lengthy, pointed tongue quickly gathered up the sludge around her beak and her huge claw wiped the rest free.

Spike gasped when she suddenly latched onto his hips again. She shot him a devious grin before shifting her weight over, dragging him along easily. With her cock still firmly planted in his bubble butt, Gilda was on her knees triumphantly over her partner. The dragon’s ass was now high in the air and his legs dangled down to either side of his head. With her enormous stature, her hips were still high above his in this position and her cock had a perfect downward angle.

“Ready to take this fucker all the way!?” she roared.

Spike was a bit afraid to reply, “Y-yeah!”

Immediately a pleasured squeal came out of him, her hard downward thrust doing a real number on his prostate. Precum had gushed out of his cock and onto his face. She hadn’t planted it down all the way, but it didn’t have to be on the first try. Spike had a feeling she was a ways from cumming due to edging herself.

Gilda confirmed his suspicion by roughly hammering down on his fat ass again, stopping short of the knot. Excess pre flushed out from his tight butt and served as the best makeshift lube she could get her hands on. The gryphon pulled out to her tip, then fanned out and flapped her massive wings while thrusting. The gust of wind shook the foundation of the room and it gave her an extra push to really batter Spike’s cheeks. She let out a growl and repeated the motion, blowing an even harder wind at the ceiling.

There was a loud creak before the legs holding up the bed’s frame actually shattered under their combined weight. Neither of them cared though, as she never lost her balance and Spike hadn’t shifted from his position. She prepped another assault on his plush booty, the scaly thing earning itself a harsh slap before she plummeted down again.

Spike was utterly speechless, and in heaven as his shafts sought to drown him in his own precum. Her cock worked like a battering ram on his innermost area, crushing up against the sensitive thing and threatening to push harder if necessary. He did little more than lay his arms back in the spoogy blanket and let his tongue loll out.

“C’mon… you… fck!” She grit her teeth when pounding down. Her wings were flapping of their own volition, rumbling the walls around them and working as an industrial air conditioner. Fortunately, Spike was trapped under the furnace of her overbearing body heat and his hot pre.

With little warning, though Spike saw it coming, Gilda started fucking him faster. Her heavy balls slapped his huge butt audibly and the lewd shlicks and squelches probably made their way around the castle. She grabbed onto his thighs and pulled him into her as she thrusted forth, precum blasting out of his bum and soaking her crotch. Spike was growing delirious as she slammed into him over and over, each thrust growing more forceful.

His heart sunk when he heard and felt his ass stretch open just slightly wider. She pulled out almost immediately after, probably not feeling it due to working so fast. The dragon weakly called out just as she was going to thrust again. “Gilda, nooo.”

He knew it was too late as soon as she let out another grunt. Everything seemed to slow down in that moment. Spike had prepped for this pretty much since they’d been together, but he couldn’t shake the overwhelming dread of actually pulling it off. He wasn’t sure what it’d do to him, similar to the dildo from earlier.

An irrational part of his mind wondered if he’d ever be able to pull out of it once hilted, permanently keeping her erect by being erect himself. A never ending cycle of keeping each other harder than diamonds. His special ability ultimately leading to his doom, always being speared by her wonderful, powerful cock.

He managed to steal a glance at her pleasured smile as she descended. Her titanic breasts wobbling, Her enormous nuts churning, her arms bulging wide while gripping him for leverage. Spike smiled warmly and mentally accepted such a circumstance. It wouldn’t be so bad if it meant being with her…

“Worth it,” he calmly whispered.

Really, it was more of a ‘Worrrruuuuuffffck’ as her fat knot slammed against his taut hole again. It stopped only for a moment, before battering the entrance open. Gilda caught on quick that she’d actually penetrated him with it, and instead of pulling back out, she doubled down on her force forward.

Inch by agonizing inch slipped past his bubble butt, the seven inch thick monster making his mouth gape. As if the tip of her shaft manipulated his eyes, they rolled back into his skull the further she pushed it. It felt like he was being split in half, the enormous thing absolutely crushing his special spot.

It finally stopped getting thicker after roughly four inches and he thought he’d gotten all the way, only for her to grunt and push again. It quickly rammed the last three in his slappable rear and their hips hit together. His body went limp, his eyes focused on the ceiling, he was hyperventilating. Most of all, that massive pole wouldn’t let up with its assault on his prostate. He could feel his orgasm tearing down through his body, making it shake.

“Oh, Spiiike, it’s iiin,” Gilda sung, looking rather proud of herself and her lovely little lover.

He moaned out as a response, helplessly clenching on that behemoth of flesh. “So, do I pull out or-” a loud splash stopped her question short and she looked down at her helplessly jittering partner. Spike was spraying twin fire hydrants of cum on his face and chest. Gilda wrapped her arms around his back and leaned backwards to pull him up. Part of it was to keep him from drowning and part was to let him get a better shot on her.

To her surprise, his jizz flew out in a consistent hose like gush. Interestingly, it seemed like every throb and beat of her cock would make the shot thicker for a moment, as if it was literally milking him of his seed. The giantess merely gawked at him, even as her breasts and face were glazed, as it wouldn’t seem to let up. Seconds upon seconds went by, but he wouldn’t stop panting and blowing thick cum everywhere.

His musk had gotten stronger too, making the gryphon’s shaft throb harder and her balls churn. She blushed as he was still painting her features with a fat, continuous streak. “Holy fuck…” He kept pumping out more and more. “Holy fuck, stop cumming!” Her breaths were going short and she started moving her hips automatically.

Gilda made an effort to pull the shaft out of him, but her heart sunk when she realized they were going to be like this for a while. She could just yank herself off of him, but his excessive shot was making her weak in the knees and she couldn’t think about much more than rutting him senseless. Still, he came, plastering her with two ridiculously heavy ropes of semen. She let out a gasp, feeling her massive nuts cuddle up to her crotch.

“Spike, ya gotta… gotta…” Gilda sighed before shutting her eyes tight.

The dragon barely felt it at first due to the ever prevalent spire of cock in his butt stretching him to a point of euphoria. He felt it throbbing, yes, but the liters of jizz ascending his bum weren’t quite on radar yet. Her first shot was more than extended, pouring out well over a gallon of spooge within only a few seconds. The gryphon moaned and dragged his body in close, squeezing his head between her tits as she feebly humped him.

Spike gasped, for the second shot got his attention. He looked down in surprise to find that not only were his cocks still spraying to their heart’s content, his stomach was actually shrouding their shots. The thing was so bloated, and only growing more bloated, as his partner’s girthy knot acted like some sort of kinky plug for his ass.

It felt incredible, so warm and fulfilling… okay, maybe too fulfilling. Spike’s belly was quickly growing into beachball territory, and it started to worry him it’d come back up his throat. Gilda noticed the problem right away since his cum coated stomach pressed against her abs. As she burst out another shot, it inflated to a point where it pressed against her breasts.

She pushed him back to survey the damage, only to find herself being more turned on and shooting even harder into his bubbly ass. Despite all the haziness of her ridiculously extended orgasm, the gryphon knew Spike preferred his gut un-exploded. At first she tried just standing up, hoping to let gravity do the work to remove her shaft.

Instead it earned her a hose of cum right in her face, but not from the cock… er cocks she was hoping for. More importantly, it seemed her shaft was so stiff from blowing its enormous load that it didn’t even bend from Spike’s weight. It kept him perfectly poised upwards, still inflated by her ever growing amount of spooge. As hot as this was, she had to try something else quickly. The dragon looked like he’d swallowed a bean bag chair, and it was only going to get worse as Gilda blasted out another wad inside.

She made no small note that Spike’s streaks were growing thicker and lengthier as well, nearing the force of her cumshot from before and nailing the ceiling. It was unreal, and yet there he was still shooting away. She threw all her cards down and figured the best way to exit was the way she entered: brute force. The gryphon roughly latched down on the dragon’s hips as she continued cumming.

With every spurt, Spike felt a renewed high, prompting his thick shafts to blast out twin hoses of seed wherever they felt. His stomach was slowly growing to a point where it blocked his vision and he could barely feel anything below his waist… save for his incredibly packed rear. As a result, he instantly felt the huge thing stretching him being pulled back.

The dragon let out a whine of protest. He didn’t care that his stomach could pass off as a small mattress, this was the greatest feeling in the world! Still, Gilda applied a hard force down on his legs and her knot gradually slid itself out.

“Can’t have ya dyin’ on me, little dude!” It wasn’t as if she didn’t understand. In fact, she would’ve kept him there if she wasn’t cumming hard enough to soon reverse drown him. She was silently thankful that dragon’s were so tough and stretchy, otherwise he’d be perpetually spitting up her essence.

With a couple more grunts and rough shoves, the enormous bulge of flesh holding back a geyser of cum came free with a deafening pop. Some of her shaft remained inside, but Gilda was surprised to find her hips forcefully pushed back along with her cock. The ridiculous flood of cum stored up in his gut had rushed out in a river, splattering against the floor and pooling up with the impossible amounts of spooge already coating it.

Now free to blow as she pleased, Gilda growled and thrust her hips up to unleash the remains of her orgasm. Heavy jets of sperm erupted out of her pole in an enormous rope, easily painting his ceiling. Spike was still jizzing freely, but he now safely fired in spurts instead of some never ending fire hose. Her cum rained back down on his mid-flight, the stuff splattering around and slicking up their bodies for the umpteenth time in the course of an hour.

White hot jizz continued pouring freely out of his fat ass, the floor caked with at least a couple inches of ejaculate. The waves of semen his enormous gryphon kept launching only added to the ever growing pile of spooge on the ground and all around. She’d recoated herself, Spike, the bed, and was working on finishing up her total covering of the ceiling and walls.

It went on for minutes, both of them cumming their hearts out. Panting, sighing, basking in each other’s warm, comforting semen. After some time, Gilda leaned down, still jerking free huge ropes of sperm and painting her scaly lover a brighter white. Spike gurgled her cum before swallowing and staring back at her dreamily. She gradually managed to break a claw away from her shaft to wrap it around Spike’s back and lift him up.

She pressed him into her cum drenched tits before turning over and lying on her back. Spike rolled over, still blasting out cum, the large streaks gaining a couple feet of air before splattering back down on his crotch. Gilda hugged him close while dozing off, her ropes finally starting to dwindle in size. Spike did the same, his heart skipping a beat as she spoke up.

“Love you, Spike.”

He grinned and cozied himself in between her massive breasts. “Always and forever,” he chuckled as his load finally tapered off. They drifted to sleep, coated in gallons of ejaculate and in each other’s careful embrace. It was far from the first time they wound up like this, but it was never any less magical when they pulled it off.

From behind the door to Spike’s room stood a tall purple pony flexing her wings. She was panting while peeping through the deframed door, one hand pumping her softening, cum coated shaft while the other rested on the wall beside her. Below her was a puddle of feminine nectar whereas the door in front of her was streaked with her jizz.

Twilight smiled, wiping her forehead free of sweat. “Maybe I should ask about joining them some time.” She chuckled, then frowned as an excess of spooge seeped through the doorway and around her hooves. Sighing after spotting the two peacefully resting on Spike’s broken bed, she mumbled, “I should probably clean them up.”

Author's Note

Ending was a bit rushed, but I can only write about cum so much before it gets a bit repetitive, lol. Hope you enjoyed.