The Triumphant Return of Spike To The Dragon Lands

After a number of crazy adventures, the pirate crew was finally ready to sail home with newly discovered treasures in tow. Yet for Spike the young drake, what he prized above all were the latest females who joined his herd. His precious lovers were also symbols of status to dragon kind, proof that he had finally matured and was ready to be accepted by those who doubted him.

Most of all he wished to prove himself to the other Spike, the Dragon Lord, who had faith in him when few did.

He hunched over the ship's side, felt the cool splash of a wave that slapped his armor-like scales, flared his nostrils to inhale the sea breeze. He swished his spaded tail, stretched his membrane-lined wingspan to its full width.

The airship tread the ocean, followed close by the 'ghost ship' they had discovered. That vessel was steered by Diamond Tiara, with Silver Spoon by her side, both naked in preparation for their stay in the Badlands where clothes were unnecessary.

Most of the Dragon Lord's females chose to go nude whenever possible, a habit his own harem had picked up.

“It does feel nice,” admitted Beatrix Belladonna who also went bare and bent over to lean on the rail beside him. She closed her eyes and drank in the sunlight and breeze that tickled her violet skin, her platinum locks left to trail in the wind.

To his other side the lithe, limber Rainbow Dash also tilted forward. “How does it feel to return home a hero?”

“Pretty damn good,” he admitted with a tooth grin. At this point the women around him had spent so much time naked his first instinct towards them wasn't sexual, yet he leered at Dash from the corner of his eye, reminded that once they reached the Dragon Lands she would be untouchable, promised only to help sate him by the Dragon Lord while she was away.

He couldn't deny he wanted another turn at her. To burn the feel of her body, her hot moist insides, into his mind and heart. While he dared not say it aloud, with his potent senses he could smell the subtle scents of the aroused females around him, carried on the wind and mixed with the salty smell of the sea. He throbbed inside his sheathe and licked his chops.

His tail coiled around her ankle, started to trail up it. “Uh-?” Dash blushed when she felt his weight settle on her back, the ripple of his heated muscles and breath on her neck when he shifted his hips to mount her.

His twin pink, moist cocks emerged from their sheaths and started to prod at her lower, puckered holes. His tips teased circles around her pliable orifices, threatened to penetrate them until she blushed and started to whimper in need.

He had his own horde now, ready to be mounted at his leisure, addicted once they had taken his seed and bonded to their stud.

His masculine musk filled her senses, overpowering and drugging her into a haze of bliss that left her in a stupefied grin. Her slender, athletic hips and ass wiggled against his tools, her lower lip chewed. “D-don't make me beg for it.”

“But it's so much fun,” he teased back and nibbled on her nape. His jaws closed around her neck, razor teeth keeping her pinned and she slackened in complete submission to the powerful predator. She wanted him inside her. No, needed him!

Muscular hips shifted forward and wings outstretched to fullness, his head cast back to snort smoke and breathe a plume of emerald fire when his dual cocks pierced her. She shamelessly moaned when he split her wide open, sank deep into her asshole and pussy with a lewd squish and spatter of her juices, the hotness of her insides nothing compared to a heat his tools radiated.

“Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh~!” She came instantly when he pierced her cervix and sank womb deep, completely claimed by this majestic creature. Groans rose from the dragon whose eyes turned white as he started to mercilessly breed one of his mates, lost to instinct but still lucid enough to know not to harm her. Thankfully, she was ready to take him!

She rocked under his brutish thrusts, her perky tits kneaded under his claws which pinched, traced, poked, and twisted her erect nipples. Grunts emerged each time he reared back, then impaled her anew. Her secretions dripped down his lower shaft and swollen testicles, trickled between her well-toned inner thighs and pooled below. A fresh orgasm rocked her senses.

He hammered into her, rutted her senseless as she lost count of how many climaxes she was forced to ride out, trapped by the swell of his knots which locked him inside her. All he could think about was his need to dump his seed in her.

She continued to constrict around her invaders, howled and squirted repeatedly over his groin. His claws poked her tender skin, threatened to break it like his teeth, which nipped her neck and pulled on her wild mane. So caught up was she in the moment, the tattoos on her slender back sprung into feathery wings that fluffed out and flapped in answer to mind-blowing bliss.

Her tits bounced and her buttocks wetly slapped under each fierce hump. She was completely helpless below him, turned on further by the knowledge he could easily eat her on a whim, but aware despite the fact she was prey he never would.

With a sudden ear-splitting roar, he buried both shafts ball deep and started to unload. Each pulsed further warmed her insides, massive blast-after-blast exited with each meaty throb as they cum shots slapped against her bowels and slippery womb walls. Her knees shook as her legs threatened to give out, her eyes rolling into her head as she nearly passed out from another climax.

She soaked him more, felt her slim belly swell out from his excessive baby batter until her midsection hung like she had been heavily impregnated by a number of his offspring. Her tummy rolled and sloshed, filled to the brim by his payload.

He relaxed his taut musculature, still hunched over her, rested his claws on the rails. The pair of them panted while they waited for his knots, locked in her innermost, feminine core and anus, finally softened and allowed him to withdraw.

Drool dribbled from the slack-jawed Dash, whose face burned in her afterglow. She craned her head to meet his snout, felt his tongue invade her mouth as they wrestled for dominance, her own muscle easily overpowered by the intrusion.

Beatrix fanned her face with a hand. “Whew, that was hot!”

“You're free to take a ride once we're done,” mumbled Dash who shuddered and rolled her eyes into her head again, rattled by another miniature climax whenever his knots would pulse on occasion, in an attempt to detach themselves from her pink depths.

“Maybe I will...” Beatrix twirled a lock, unable to deny she was curious to do the full deed with him.

Minutes passed while Spike waited for his knots to slacken. The deck swayed on the waters on its constant travel back home. When he was finally ready, he carefully drew back and audibly popped free, Dash's well-stretched holes left to gape wide open and splatter tons of splooge that continued to slop on the floor, mixing with her own puddle of squirts.

“Gosh that felt awesome,” said Dash who rubbed her still overly bloated tummy. Every time she pressed on her midsection, more of his spunk shot out of her. Beatrix, who had crept over and squatted to see, yelped when a warm splash impacted all over her face and tits. Rainbow couldn't help but laugh, and after a moment Beatrix joined in and licked her lips with a smack.

“Better be careful,” Beatrix reminded herself as she rubbed the cum in circles into her breasts. “I know how addictive this stuff can be. Don't plan to ever settle down with one person, sorry Spike, but I'm always here to help out if you need me!”

“Thanks pal,” he answered playfully and landed a coy slap on her buttocks, which wobbled under the spade's impact.

“You could probably bottle and sell this stuff,” murmured Beatrix through her mouthful of semen. “Granted, I'm sure you could amass much better treasures on more adventures like these! Ooh~” She savored the taste as she rolled his seed in her mouth.

Wanting to further celebrate their imminent return home, aware that the ship would soon start to close in on the shore after its extensive travels, he decided to take Beatrix up on her offer. His tail wrapped around the witch's waist and she squeaked in surprise when he bent her over the rail. Within seconds he similarly started to mount her, his upper cock left to slap between her ass cheeks upon her puckered pink asshole, the lower one left to slap on her cunt and threatened to split her slit.

“You sure about this? Still time to turn back,” he murmured in her ear, despite his urge to drive into a pair of raw, fresh holes.

“You kidding? Not every day I get to take a dragon for a ride! Or is that the other way around?” She giggled.

“Here goes,” he hissed and prodded at her warm, welcoming openings. Gradually he forced them wide open, made her mewl when the massive dragon cocks conformed her fuckholes to their shape and teased they would split her in half.

“Oh shit,” she cooed between her clenched teeth. Aware that the witch could take it hard after her session with the guardian back on the island, once he was certain she'd adjusted to the girth of his knots he started to absolutely hammer her.

She yelped in surrender to the beast, felt his weight rest against her back, her tits and buttocks explored by his wandering claws. She wobbled and jiggled under his rampant battering, each thrust fierce like he was determined to annihilate her funholes.

Her nails dug into the rail, her face twisted into a lewd grin, smothered in a bright blush. Her canals gripped around him, milked his dicks, which plunged in-and-out amidst messy, noisy spatters, also taken womb-deep by his size.

While he humped into her, she came a number of times. They were still in the middle of their senseless rutting when Calaeno called, “Land ho!” From her telescope she spotted the shore, which loomed closer by the moment into view.

“Almost...home...ah~,” cried Beatrix whose cunt splashed her impaler once more.

“Almost...umph...there,” growled Spike who, after he spent himself in Dash so much, struggled to reach his finish. He swatted her supple ass which bounced under his strikes, left angry red claw prints on her cheeks, squashed her suspended tits which swayed back-and-forth each time the heavy udders wobbled and waved each time he fucked her silly.

He slammed into her. Each piston made her cry out in euphoria. Finally, after she milked him particularly hard after an almost mind-breaking orgasm, he howled and breathed more flames and smoke skyward when he fired inside her.

Gushers of cum unloaded deep into her, made her belly swell up too by the loads that impacted her tight walls. The excess bubbled and oozed around his cocks, Beatrix too reduced to the point where she appeared heavily impregnated by him.

She turned back to meet his maw, their tongues left to dance while they came. With a little help from her aura, after he started to come down she helped stretch herself open and his knots popped loose, where more cum cascaded all over her.

After her backside was thoroughly soaked Beatrix tittered and rolled over to take more of his load all over her front. She pretty much bathed in his last, virile splashes, licked her lips as it stuck to and sluiced down her contours.

“How's that for a victory celebration?” Beatrix exchanged a high-five with Dash, who pressed her own sticky nakedness to her.

The girls toppled to the deck, rolled in a mixture of the three's releases while they playfully wrestled, groped, kissed, and licked each other, the smell, taste, and feel of a drake's seed addictive as ever while they swapped and shared it.

Spike chuckled at the show as the ship docked and was chained into place by the pirate crew. They would stop to rest, resupply, and refuel, then the ship would take back to the air. For now the 'ghost ship' would have to be left at a marina.

After the girls took a short dip in the shallows to finish washing themselves off, he swept them up by his tail and propped them on his back. Dash and Beatrix laughed some more as they straddled his scaled muscles and bounced atop him when he started to stalk through the sands, towards the hints of civilization ahead surrounded by dense forestation.

Lazily the three of them explored the area, as Spike wondered what the Dragon Lord would think of their victory...