Rhymes with Gallus

The little orange and purple dragon straddled the blue and yellow griffon’s waist.

Her pink serpentine tongue licked the inside of Gallus’ beak, their tongues entwined.

Gallus broke the kiss to look down at Smolder’s newly deflowered slit, wrapped around his thick veiny dick, her juices leaving his cock slick and shiny with each rock of their hips.

Her tail wrapped around his, her firm scaly rear gripped tight in his pinching, prickly, yellow claws.

Gallus whispered as he continued to caress her butt, “You’re in heat right now, aren’t ya?”

She kissed his beak, “We’re two different species, Gallus. I’m pretty sure we’re safe.” She gave another kiss to shush him so she could keep riding him.

The griffon cussed, “Fuck… don’t think I’m gonna last that much longer.”

Smolder clawed gently at his chest, “I’m gettin’ there too.” She licked the crook of his neck, “Don’t hold back, I want that knot in me.”

That was all Gallus needed to hear. The griffon started to hump faster, claws digging into her scales and leaving little marks.

Smolder plunged herself down hard as she could, moaning as that fat knot pushed through her slit before lodging itself inside her canal.

Gallus’ thrusts became lightning fast as he drew closer to his finish.

Smolder was already having hers, wings flapping uncontrollably, smoke billowing out of her snout, her vaginal muscles milking her new lover.

Gallus followed after, beak opened in a breathless, silent scree as his seed shot up into her.

Smolder dropped herself into his arms, allowing the griffon to wrap her in his warm wings, while his knot pulsed. She kissed his beak, tackling his tongue with her own.

“Whoa…”

They both heard the quiet exclamation.

Smolder looked up and saw Sandbar standing in the doorway, his eyes glued to her, then laughed nervously, “So uh… you enjoyed the show?”

Sandbar was blushing, his cock was all the way out. He raised a hoof to speak, “I think I got here at the end of the show, but it’s definitely not something I expected to see.”

She beckoned Sand, “Well, you might as well come up here and join us.”

Gallus and Sandbar both said, “What?!”

Smolder snickered, “Come on, Gally. Sand’s dick must be hard as a rock, the least I can do is suck him off for the trouble.”

The griffon was already blushing at the thought of his pony friend being in the same bed with him, but getting sucked by a girl he’d just nutted in? That was strangely hot. Gallus sighed, “Come on, Sand. And close that door, we don’t need anyone else seein’ this.”

Sandbar didn’t even think. He just closed the door, locking it, just in case. Then he climbed up to Gallus’ bunk, where he was promptly greeted by the sight of his friend, balls deep inside their dragon friend.

Smolder teasingly lifted her tail to let Sandbar see her tailhole, “Ya know, I’ve got an extra hole ya could use.”

Sand blushed even harder.

Smolder snickered, “I’m just fuckin’ with ya. Come on, ya can sit between us.”

Gallus complained, “Why between us?”

Smolder gave her new friend-with-benefits a playful smirk, “Well, I’m not that flexible I can just turn around and suck him, and it doesn’t feel like your knot’s gonna let me go anytime soon.” She wiggled her hips in his lap, making Gallus moan.

So, with some awkward positioning, Sandbar found himself sitting against the wall, sitting between both Gallus and Smolder, his green shaft throbbing while the dragon slowly stroked him. She had soft hands, he had to admit, “Your claws are deceptively soft.”

Smolder smiled at him, “Thanks.”

Gallus was desperately trying to ignore his friend’s dick standing just mere inches away from his prone body, “Havin’ a good time there, Sandy?”

Smolder gave Sandbar’s shaft a good sniff, “Ahh, that’s a good smell.” then licked the tip, collecting the pony’s pre on her tongue.

Sand just sat in place, blushing as Smolder gave his cock attention.

Gallus couldn’t ignore the situation anymore. His eyes followed Smolder as the dragon opened her mouth to take Sandbar’s shaft.

The pony gulped, not quite believing how he suddenly found himself here. Smolder’s mouth felt great though. Subconsciously, he started to pet her while she sucked on his cock.

Smolder enjoyed the petting, wiggling her hips some more to make Gallus moan.

Gallus could feel his cock finally begin to shrink away.

Smolder gave a tug, and the griffon’s dick popped out of her.

Freed, Gallus sat up, “Well, I guess I can just leave you two alone now.”

Sandbar spoke up, “Gallus, wait.” he looked down, “Um, Smold, could you back off just a bit, please?”

She stopped, “Sure.” leaving Sand’s cock shiny with her saliva.

The pony just groaned before he spoke to his friend, “Gallus, this wasn’t even what I came here for. I wanted to come to talk about-”

“How you fantasize about me?” Gallus said, his limp dick still hanging somewhat out of his sheath.

Sand blushed, “Uh…”

Gallus chuckled, “You’re really transparent, Sandy.”

Sandbar stammered, “So, you’re really not bothered?”

The griffon laughed and he shook his head, “What do I keep telling you? If that’s how ya feel about me, I’m totally cool with it. I’d be offended if guys didn’t think I was hot, to be honest. I’m not gonna do anything with them, but it’s still a hell of a self-esteem boost to know I turn on guys.”

Smolder laid down, placing herself in between Gallus and Sandbar.

She cuddled with Gallus, while she pulled Sand in with her left wing. She hugged them both close, kissing each on their cheeks, before she dragged a couple claws across Gally’s chest, “So, got enough in ya for a second round?”

The griffon puffed his chest, “Second, third… no harm in trying."

Smolder kissed his cheek, “Then quit talkin’ and pounce me, lion butt.”

With that, Gallus rolled over on top of Smolder, grinding his conical dick against her moist slit while he nibbled on her neck.

Smolder began to moan contentedly as the griffon licked her neck. She looked up and saw Sandbar was still there. She winked at him, “You can stay and watch if ya want, Sandy.”

Gallus seemed to suddenly remember Sandbar was there, “Or, you don’t have to… I mean, if you’re not comfortable.”

Sandbar put his hooves up, “Yeah, I think I would rather leave you two be. It wouldn’t feel right just watching like some creep.” He climbed back down, “I’ll just go off and give you guys your privacy…” the colt awkwardly kicked at the floor, “Catch ya guys later.”

When Sandbar was gone, Gallus turned his attention back to Smolder, “So…”

Smolder pinched his cheek, “Shut up and fuck me, Gallus.”

He laughed, “Will do.”

…

About half an hour later, Gallus was on his back, looking in Smolder’s eyes as the two of them kissed, his knot tying him to her once again as his seed filled her insides.

“Round three…” Smolder groaned between kisses, “I guess my pussy’s just that good.”

She tirelessly rocked her hips, provoking him to empty the rest of his reserves in her. At this point, his shots were thinning, less thick than earlier.

Gallus was ready to pass out. He panted to her, “Guess so… I’d say three was enough, though.”

Smolder still had plenty of energy to burn off, but she relented, “Yeah, three’s cool.”

The griffon grazed his friend’s scaly body, “I wouldn’t mind gettin’ to do this again sometime, this was-”

“The best?” Smolder finished for him, “I agree. I don’t want this to change anything about our friendship, clearly we’re a little more than friends now, but,”

Gallus chuckled as he pecked her, “We’re friends that can fuck, and I’m happy it’s you, Smolder.”

The dragoness felt herself start to purr from his simple affections.

Gallus laughed, “I didn’t know dragons could do that.”

She stuck her tongue out, “The secret’s out, but you don’t get ta tell, dumb griffon.” then she remembered what she was going to say before Sandbar came in earlier, “And you know…”

Gallus raised a brow at her, “Yes?”

Smolder looked right in his lovely blue eyes, “It doesn’t have ta just be me… Ocellus an’ me are sort of a thing now, and she encouraged me to do this. She said she wanted me to share our love, she wants to feel all this…”

Gallus listened, his dick starting to twitch as she explained.

Smolder smiled sweetly at him, “I think she even wants a shot at you, too.”

Gallus took a good second to think about that, “Ocellus, huh? Well, she is pretty damn cute. I didn’t think she’d be so gung ho for this sort of thing, though.”

Smolder blushed, “I think it’s sorta my fault, ‘cause she saw your magazine before I was able to return it. I woke up ta her readin’ it like that was one of her textbooks. Now, she’s on this whole kick about feelin’ love. She… heard me jackin’ it after that afternoon we spent together, Gallus.”

He nodded, “Uh-huh?”

The dragoness blushed more, “Oh, I don’t know if I should say more… short end of it is, we got into it, hot and heavy after that. Now… I think, I want to try… I want us to be a herd.”

Gallus widened his eyes a little, “A herd?”

Smolder became self-conscious, “Er, yeah… I talked to Counselor Starlight about it, and she told me about how some ponies start herds… I think she called it polyamorous…”

“So, you want me, you, and Ocellus to be polyamorous? You want us to be a threesome?”

Smolder felt scared, “Was that too much? We don’t have to do that… I was just-”

Gallus shushed his friend with a claw to her snout, “That is a bit much, I’m not gonna lie.” He was smirking, clearly not upset, “I’m just gonna need time to think on it. I’m not opposed to the idea, I just need some time, okay?”

Smolder smiled, “Why do you keep bein’ so freakin’ nice? That first day I met ya, I liked ya ‘cause I thought we could be jerks together now… you’re the nicest guy I’ve ever met and I like that even more.”

Gallus laughed, “I’m not nice, I’m just jerk-deficient."

They both started to laugh.

…

Sandbar sighed as he trotted away. He didn’t know what he was supposed to feel right now. He was certainly happy to see two of his best friends hook up, Smolder even seemed to want to add him to the fray.

He couldn’t though. That’s not what he was brought up with. A good pony was supposed to just find their special somepony, and that one, that was supposed to be the one he should devote himself to.

He knew ponies used to herd, and even heard some still did that, but his parents were happily married without having to have anyone extra. He wanted to be like them, and Yona, that was who he wanted.

The distracted pony wasn’t watching where he was going and so he walked, muzzle first right into someone’s hindquarters.

Silverstream had been standing outside Counselor Starlight’s office, her ear pinned to the door outside, tail inappropriately raised, exposing her lady bits to passersby, and there were quite a few ponies that walked by with confused looks, then just kept going.

She didn’t notice any of them, she was too busy listening to the noises inside. She’d heard those sexy noises, just like the ones her mom made, just like Smolder and Ocellus were making, just like the ones she made when Yona touched her down there. The innocent hippogriff’s mind had been sufficiently corrupted.

Whatever Starlight and her mystery marefriend inside were doing, it sounded fun, smelled funky, and it made her bits go wet. She could feel her virginal hole winking, as if it wanted something to fill it.

The hippogriff nearly shrieked when somepony stuck their nose right under her tail.

She spun right round to catch Sandbar.

The green pony didn’t know what he had walked into, but he was dazed, and for some reason, his nose felt wet. He shook his head and wiped his muzzle to see what it was. His nostrils flared, his pupils shrank. He realized what this clear sticky stuff was, no sooner than he found himself eye to eye with the most loony griff he had ever met.

Silverstream booped his snoot with her beak, “Sandbar! Whatcha doin’ sniffin’ my butt?”

The pony stammered as he tried to back away, “Uh-uh, I wasn’t, I-”

Silver gasped, “Oh Pearl!” She booped him again, “Sandbar! Are you being a naughty boy?”

Sandbar held up his front hooves, “I-I didn’t mean to, honest!”

Silver just kept walking with him as the pony backed away, “So, why’ve ya got my happy juice on your face?”

Sandbar went for a tumble and found himself on his back, with his legs curled up against his body.

Silver stood over him, her eyes falling on his naughty bits. She saw that he had come out of his sheath, then she looked at him, “Ooh… you liked my smell did ya?”

Sand couldn’t believe what he was hearing from the too-pure hippogriff.

She stepped over him, her lovely seashell blue mane falling over her face as she leaned down to, once again, boop his snoot, “Did my juice make you hard, Sandbar?”

He’d only just gotten himself back to his sheath after walking away from Gallus and Smolder. He’d be lying if he said Silverstream’s unique musk didn’t get to him though. It was a lighter version of Gallus’, it must’ve been the griffon part of her species.

Silverstream’s cheeks were blushing as she said the next thing, “Would… would you like more of my juice?”

Sandbar squeaked out, “What?!”

She shut his mouth with a purple paw, “Don’t be so noisy! You’ll bother Counselor Starlight and her friend.” She continued, “Now…” She leaned in closer, whispering, “would you like to lick me, there?”

Sand was confused, yet intrigued, “You want me to lick you?”

Silver smiled as she walked around him, “Yona told me that’s what some creatures did when they… like someone. You’re my friend, I like you. Do you like me, Sandbar?”

Sand thought for a second, “Yes… I like you. I like all of our friends, Silverstream."

Silver sat down on Sandbar’s belly, failing to realize the effect that would have on his lower parts, “Okay, so… do you wanna lick me then? Yona showed me the thing with her hoof, but she wouldn’t show me the other stuff. Said I have to wait a few years. A year’s too long!”

Sandbar listened to her rambling, at the same time, he felt her warm feathery bottom on his belly, her tail unknowingly tickling his balls and making the pony grow out more.

Silver felt the blunt tip touch her rear. She gasped and stood up to look at it, “Oh… you must really like me, Sandbar.” She looked at him, “Can I lick you?”

Sandbar found her tattered innocence so… so cute and so hot. He never figured her to be the minx of their small group. What spark he didn’t ever feel with the normal mares, he felt it big with her, “You can, but not here. we…”

Silverstream giggled, “Oh right, it’s bad to do this out here in the hall… Yona said that too, ‘that why Mama Yak, Papa Yak, keep it in bedroom’ like that funny way she says things!”

Sand gulped, apparently Yona had been giving Silverstream sex ed lessons. Go fig. He laughed, “So… would you like to find somewhere else? Somewhere nice and quiet?”

Silver sat on his belly again, this time trapping his cock under her dripping vulva. She shuddered from his length touching her there, “Ooh yeah… nice and quiet.”

…

The door to a random supply closet flew open, then Sandbar stumbled backward as Silverstream excitedly pulled him in with her. She closed the door, locked it. She drew the curtains shut so no one could see in through the window.

Sandbar’s mind still whirled from being roughly handled by the deceptively strong hippogriff.

Silverstream blushed when she turned to look at Sandbar, “So…” She sat down, like a pet dog, “Should we…”

Sandbar smiled as he let her find the words on her own.

Silver sidled herself a little closer to him, “Should we kiss?”

Sandbar gave what he hoped was a confident smile, “That’s a good place to start.”

Silver fluttered her wings excitedly, knocking over a few brooms, “Okay!” So she bounded forth and planted her best beak-to-muzzle kiss.

It was as awkwardly, cutely adorable as Sandbar had imagined.

The highly inexperienced virgin griff pecked her friend’s cute muzzle, but didn’t know what she was supposed to do next. Yona said she wouldn’t show her, so she’d figured she’d learn on her own.

Sandbar blushed. He licked Silver’s beak.

She giggled before she got the idea, “Okay, we’re supposed to use our tongues?”

Sand nodded, “Yeah.” He had spied on his parents sometimes when they got lovey-dovey. He licked the edge of Silver’s pretty beak.

She opened up, and her tongue brushed against Sand’s.

Sandbar smiled as he caught her narrow tongue and gave it a little suck. He’d seen his dad do that with his mom.

Silver’s blush fired up, she pushed further to let him keep sucking on her tongue.

Sand put his front legs around Silver to let his hooves explore her soft body. He felt her wings.

Silver shivered when his hooves rubbed against her wings. She opened them up let him feel all he wanted.

The young colt did so, carefully massaging the edges of her wings, before he came to her wing joints. He drove his hooves into her wingpits.

It made the griff gasp as juice dripped down the inside of her legs.

She broke the kiss to ask Sand, “You wanna lick me… down there?”

Sandbar nodded before Silverstream knocked him over on his back

The colt only had a second to recover before Silver spun around and squatted over his face. Her dripping pussy hovered inches from his muzzle.

Silver blushed, she seemed to realize how inappropriate this was to do. Next thing, she felt Sandbar’s hooves on her flanks.

The pony pulled her down onto his muzzle.

Silver chirped from the yanking, then let out a dreamy little moan when she felt his tongue glide over her pouting labia. She trilled, “That’s such a nice tickly feeling.”

Sandbar just pushed his muzzle a little more between his friend’s lips, giving himself a good feel and taste of her virginal canal. His nose was smothered in the cute griff’s subtle musk.

Silver’s wings flapped wildly, knocking over more supplies as she rode mini-orgasms, swiveling her equine hips for Sandbar, angling herself so he could go deeper.

And deeper Sandbar went, burying his muzzle in Silver’s hole, letting his tongue slip in as deep as it could.

Silver was moaning more and more from Sand’s wide tongue slipping down her narrow passage. “Sandbar!” she said as she kept rocking those equine hips, while her purple claws felt over her own body, getting every tingly feeling she got from her friend, “Sand…” Her right paw came down to her right teat. She pulled the little nipple, adding more of the tingly feeling, “S-s-such a good friend!”

Such praises from the world’s most innocent hippogriff made Sandbar’s chest, and his dick, swell up with pride. He withdrew a little bit and found the griff’s clit. He wrapped his lips around her little button then sucked on it, while he slipped his right hoof up in Silver’s pussy.

That proved too much for Silverstream. The virginal griff’s wings flapped more wildly than ever, creating such a big mess in the cramped supply closet, while her pussy made its own mess, squirting her juices all over Sand’s hoof, then his face when he removed the hoof to drink some of her cum.

“Sandy…” She twittered while sharp tingles shot up and down her spine, “Sandy… thank you!”

Her hindquarters weakened, Silver toppled over onto her back.

Sandbar followed her down, keeping his muzzle between her legs as he kept on licking her leaking puss, and the sticky parts around it.

Silver continued to trill and moan from the pony’s continued licking. Her purple paws held his pony head, ruffled his mane, played with his ears while he seemed intent on finishing the job she gave him.

Sandbar didn’t know how he could stop, tasting Silverstream, her essence, her most private parts, getting to explore the one mare he thought would be too pure for this sort of thing. He wanted more Silver.

Silver trilled, “Oh, you must really love pussy, Sandbar.”

He took his muzzle away to answer her, “I guess I do.” before he started sucking on her little crotch-tit.

Silver wiggled some more, “Ooh, you like those too, Sandy?”

He nodded and smiled up at her while he sucked on her nipple and played with her other teat with his left hoof. From there, the pony licked, kissed and nibbled his way slowly up Silver’s body.

The hippogriff loved every little thing he was doing to her.

Finally, Sandbar was muzzle to beak with Silverstream. He nuzzled her, “Silver, thank you for doing this… I’m loving every second of this.”

Silver’s eyes watered and she hugged the pony, “Oh thank you, Sandbar!” failing to notice his fleshy pole becoming trapped between their bellies. She wiggled and rocked against him, her fuzzy belly tickling the underside of Sandbar’s shaft.

“Uh, Silver?” He tried to warn her, “Mmf!” but she ambushed him with a kiss, trapping his tongue in her beak.

That proved to be his breaking point.

Sand whinnied and bucked against Silver’s belly while his flare grew, then his hot off-white cum shot out of him, splattering his friend’s belly all over with his seed.

Silver felt the hot stuff shooting all over her. She cooed, “Ooh… the seafoam.”

Sandbar continued to hump against her belly as he emptied his young nuts.

When he was done, Sandbar fell over onto his back.

Silver looked at the gooey wet stuff that was soaking her fur. She played with it, rubbed it into her fur, “This stuff is so cool!” She looked at her paws all covered in the seafoam. She smelled it, it was salty, just like the sea. She lapped it up, and instantly fell in love with the salty-sweet, almost fishy flavor. It reminded her of home.

Sandbar laid on the floor, only vaguely aware of what Silverstream was doing. His mind was a whirl; he liked Yona, but now he really liked Silverstream.

Why did he feel guilty now?

Then, the door to the supply closet opened.

Spike paused as he stood over to the two students sprawled on the floor, smothered in each other’s bodily fluids. The purple dragon stood there for a good second before he sighed, “Twilight doesn’t pay me enough for this crap."