Griffon the Glow-Up

“Silverstream is out of house for night,” Yona announced as she joined Sandbar in her bedroom, the walls decorated with blankets from back home and scattered sketches of outfits she was working on during her apprenticeship under Rarity. “Sandbar sure he wants to do this?” She asked him nervously, sitting down next to him.

“As long as you and Gallus do, absolutely," the pony smiled as he wrapped his arms around the yak. "If either of you wants to call it off, we will, okay? But we've been talking about doing this for months now, and here's the chance!"

"Yona just figured we'd find somepony for Sandbar to play with first. This not how Yona thought it would happen." The big yak shrugged slightly, thick muscles shifting under her fur.

"And I’m cool with that.” Sandbar stretched up to give her a peck on the cheek. "We can trust Gallus, and honestly? It's going to be hot watching you top him."

Yona turned into Sandbar's kiss, sliding a powerful hand under his shirt.

"First we see if that still what Gallus wants."

Before the young couple could get too wrapped up in making out, the doorbell rang to announce their visitor.

"Yona think Ocellus doing that on purpose," she grumbled. "Ever since Sandbar catch her and Smolder…."

"Yeah, but this time it's a good interruption," Sandbar pointed out. "I'll get it this time. You," he added with a kiss, "make yourself comfortable."

Sandbar got up, leaving Yona on her own. She stripped off her blouse, looking down at the too-tight sports bra holding back her bountiful bosom. With a silent dismissal of the doubts roiling in the back of her brain, she stripped that off too, taking a deep breath and letting it out. With a few moments more, her long skirt and underwear were off, leaving the yak naked on the bed. Before she could think about things too much, she heard Sandbar and Gallus coming back from the front.

"...kind of surprised they had a uniform that fit you, honestly," Sandbar told Gallus as they walked in. "Looks good on you!'

Gallus had put on one of the Friendship Schol's old cheerleaders uniforms over his other clothes. Yona made a show of looking him up and down before standing up and walking over to catch the griffon in a bone-crushing hug.

"Gallus looks very pretty tonight," she agreed.

"You haven't seen what I look like out of it yet," Gallus purred. "Speaking of which, you're looking good too! Even if it leaves me a bit overdressed."

"Gallus being nice." She blushed and leaned down to nuzzle his headfeathers.

"If he is, then you've got a lot of folks 'just being nice,' beautiful," Sandbar pointed out as he slipped around behind her.

The earth pony wrapped his arms around her from behind, nuzzling up into her neck. Gallus pressed his face between Yona's breasts, his beak drawing lines through her thick fur.

"You're just gonna have to accept it one of these days," he teased. "Some guys like a woman who could break them in two!"

"Yona only do that once!" She protested playfully. “Besides, Discord got better.”

“Well, this time just try not to be so literal about the breaking.” Gallus took a step back, letting Sandbar reach up to gently massage Yona’s chest.

“So, what are the rules for tonight?” He asked them casually.

“Rules?” Sandbar and Yona glanced at each other.

“Okay, first threesome, got it! Things like what we can do with each other, what we can’t do - i actually care if I screw things up with you two, so i want to actually have the talk now rather than when somebody does something they shouldn’t. Let’s start out simple - who is having sex with who tonight?”

“Well, you and Yona for sure,” Sandbar chuckled. “That was the whole idea, right? I’m fine with watching and helping out.”

“If Sandbar wants to do more, that’s okay,” Yona added for both of them. “That could be pretty nice to see.” She blushed beneath her fur, stepping back to sit down on the edge of the bed.

“We’ll see where it goes then,” Gallus nodded. “I’m okay with things either way. I’m just glad you’re cool with me butting in here.”

“Yona thought she was doing the in-butting,” she grinned.

“Well, I think you’re doing the in, I’m doing the butting,” Gallus smirked. “What about kissing, snuggling, things like that?”

“Yona prefer to be in middle tonight, if that okay?” Sandbar and Gallus looked at each other and nodded easily.

“And kissing isn’t a problem, I don’t think,” Sandbar added. “We’ve both done that with other creatures before.”

“Yeah, well, Truth or Dare isn’t exactly this, so it’s worth checking. I brought along some supplies for tonight, but do you guys have anything you want to use?”

“Got you covered, buddy,” Sandbar grinned. “Lube and condoms in the nightstand. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable, while I help Yona get ready?”

“Assuming the head cheerleader doesn’t want the newbie to put his tongue to use before she puts the strap on, sure!”

Sandbar stared at Gallus blankly, then gave him a broad grin.

“Oh, buddy, I did not think you’d had that much of Professor Dash’s punch at the year-end party. You really don’t remember?”

“Apparently… not?”

Yona looked down at Sandbar, panic flashing across her eyes.

“Trust me,” the pony mouthed up at her before nuzzling his muzzle in between Yona’s thick thighs.

“You put on a good enough show, and you’re going to see what I mean,” he told Gallus, breathing in Yona’s earthy scent deeply.

Gallus shrugged a bit, and started to strip off the cheerleading uniform, starting with his top. He didn’t take long to take off the cheerleading outfit worn to keep himself from attracting too much attention on the porch, tossing the skirt and tank top off to the side.

“I’d better get started then,” Gallus purred, looking over his shoulder at Yona and flicking his tail up to draw her attention to his thong-clad ass and the negligee. “Like what you see?”

“Smolder have good taste,” the yak rumbled, pressing her hips into her mate’s muzzle.

“Excuse me? She did the makeup, the rest is all me.” Gallus smirked and turned around, his sheath bulging beneath purple silk. “Well, with a little help from your boss picking out the colors. She was really curious who I was getting all done up for.” He stalked close with an exaggerated sway in his hips, doing his best catwalk strut.

“Don’t worry though. I know when to keep my beak shut.” He leaned forward over sandbar, resting his hands on the pony’s head and kissing Yona, letting her get used to the feel of his beak.

“I think I’m getting in the way,” Sandbar teased, pulling back and taking one of Gallus’ hands off of his head. Instead, he shifted it to the girthy shaft he’d been nuzzling and coaxing to hardness between Yona’s thighs.

“Hwuh?” Gallus looked down, blinking at the brown cock in his hand. “Okay, that’s unexpected.”

“Gallus not upset, right?” Yona asked hopefully.

“Are you kidding? Sandbar’d better be careful.” The griffon grinned, letting the stallion slip out from between his legs so that he could straddle Yona’s hips and kiss her again, his short, rough tongue licking at her lips. “Best of both worlds.”

“She really is.” Sandbar stripped off his tank top and shorts, opening up the nightstand and pulling out the lube. “I trust her though,” he added with a warm smile, leaning around Gallus to give her a peck on the cheek while he smeared some of the lube on his fingers.

“Yona just lucky Sandbar shares.” She moaned as Gallus started stroking her cock. “Maybe we try this more often?”

“Let’s see how it goes this time first,” Gallus chuckled, taking in a sharp gasp as Sandbar pulled his thong aside and started spreading the lube over his puckered anus.

“It’ll go fine. That’s what you forgot, by the way,” Sandbar explained. “We got a little frisky at the party and you walked in on me blowing her, guess you were too drunk to remember.”

“Let’s make this impossible to forget then.” Gallus nuzzled his way down to Yona’s heavy tits, each one big enough to take all his attention as he worked his tongue around her nipples, occasionally moaning around one of them when Sandbar added another finger to his tight ass, slowly stretching him out.

“Working on it, bud. Just going to take a bit - I know what it feels like back here!”

“Trust you both.” Gallus pushed Yona back down onto the bed, kissing his way down her belly. Sandbar leaned forward, whispering something to Gallus. The griffon grinned, pausing to run his tongue around her navel. Yona yelped, slapping her hands over her mouth to stifle the noises she made at the feeling of Gallus’ rough tongue playing along the thinly-furred skin around her navel.

“No fair!” She protested when Gallus paused to take a third lubed finger inside of himself.

“All’s fair in love and war, remember?” Sandbar grinned, working his hand back and forth. “Don’t worry, I’ll keep a few secrets for myself.”

“Want a blowjob to make up for it?” Gallus asked her, rubbing his bulging thong against her own rigid shaft. She shook her head quickly, looking down at him.

“Not with the beak.”

“Suit yourself, I haven’t nicked anyone in years. But not-so-little Yona seems eager to keep going, and I think I’m stretched out enough now.”

“I’ll enjoy the show,” Sandbar chuckled, wiping his hand off before taking a seat at the closet, stroking his own forest-green cock lightly as Gallus got onto all fours on the bed next to Yona. He stretched out, his chest against the bed as he hiked up his hindquarters and waved his tail enticingly.

“This work for you?” He asked Yona, giving her a quick peck on the nose.

“Very well,” she grinned back as she got up onto her knees. She tore open one of the condoms and put it on, leaning forward to press herself against Gallus’ back. Her breasts draped down against his shoulders, her belly pressed against his back as she guided the cylindrical, slightly flared tip of her shaft up against his anus.

“Just take it slow at first, it’s been a while since I’ve been with anyone with a penis,” Gallus warned her. “And never a yak.”

“Yona sure griffon can take it,” she teased. All the same, she pressed forward slowly, groaning as Gallus stretched out around her shaft.

Gallus made a bit of a squawk as her tip popped past his sphincter, starting to push back into her thrusts as they both figured out their limits. He squeezed down slightly, panting as she sank one inch after another in, a little bit deeper each time.

“Fuck… bigger than I’m used to,” he admitted. “At least it’s not prickly!”

Yona paused for a moment, almost saying something, but instead reaching around Gallus to wrap her own powerful fingers around his shaft, quickly figuring out what he meant. The sharp, stiff little barb-hairs in rings around his tapered cock weren’t what she was expecting, and trying to imagine what they’d feel like made her shudder a little inside.

She’d stick with Sandbar, at least for that!

She started to pull back when Gallus squeezed down around her, quickly figuring out that it was his sign that he needed her to change directions when he also squeezed himself down just behind her tip. With the signs figured out, she started stroking his cock in slow, gentle strokes, her thrusts pushing his cock into her hand and his chest into the mattress.

Gallus pressed back into her, starting to pant as he got into it, the earthy scent of Yona and Sandbar’s arousal blending in the room along with his own. The fullness that came with each thrust was deeper than he’d ever taken a partner before. But despite that, and not being a much of a size queen, it was the best Gallus had gotten in way too long.

Griffons or ponies, barbed ir not, most of his partners had only been worried about getting what they wanted. What they'd paid for, as he'd been reminded too often. This was something else entirely; Sandbar had helped get him prepped nicely, and was watching with an eye to all three of them enjoying themselves. Yona was taking it slow, entirely too aware of how much potential she had to hurt somecreature. Her fingers, tough but more like suede than a griffon's talons, had found just the right pressure to squeeze without making it feel like she was going to cut, crush, or break anything.

They care, he realized. This was what he'd wanted with other tops he'd been with, someone who wanted to treat him like the creatures he'd topped usually wanted.

Fortunately, while he was still trying to figure out how to be on the receiving end of it, he did know what would be the most fun for the yak on top of him. Her plush hips pressed against his hips as she finally bottomed out inside of him, and he reached back to run his talons through her fur.

"You know, I'm not made of crystal," he purred. "It feels incredible, but how about you cut loose?"

"Gallus sure?" She asked him dubiously.

"Make it so I have to wake up with you two in the morning. I think I'll be fine skipping my run."

Yona let go of his cock, bracing her hands on either side of the griffon's head as she pulled back almost all the way.

Gallus was starting to think that, just maybe, he'd made a slight error in judgment when Yona thrust forward, and his mind went white.

Now that she wasn't worried about breaking him, Yona was free to make use of all her tricks. She shifted her hips until she heard a faint gasp of pleasure come from the griffon, and then slammed her hips forward, running her throbbing length almost entirely against the griffon's prostate. Her hips slapped against his, her fur muffling the sound as she felt Sandbar settling onto the bed next to them.

“Keep going, babe, you’re looking great,” the stallion smiled up at her before he turned Gallus’ face towards his. Yona noticed that the griffon’s mascara was running slightly, but the blissfully slack-jawed look on his face said that any tears weren’t a bad thing.

Sandbar leaned in, kissing Gallus and starting to make out with him. He reached under the griffon, pressing their cocks together with a powerful, green-furred hand and letting Yona’s thrusts make them rub against each other.

“Fuck, those barbs are different,” he groaned. “Good different,” he added, pressing his lips to Gallus’ beak again, putting on a show for Yona as she pounded the griffon’s bright blue rump, the strap of the thong rubbing at her through the extra-large condom she was wearing.

“Yona… not last… much longer,” she warned them.

“Go ahead,” Gallus gasped between kisses, attacking Sandbar’s mouth again.

Yona pressed forward, her hips forcing Gallus’ hard against Sandbar’s. She let out a lowing sound, her cock throbbing inside of the griffon and pumping her seed deep inside of him, only held back by the latex sheath around her. Any embarrassment she felt at the noises she made was pushed back by the high pitched, keening sound that Gallus shrieked into Sandbar’s muzzle as he pumped thick, sticky seed between their bodies and onto the sheets.

Yona had barely enough presence of mind to roll to the side as she lowered herself onto the bed.

“Every creature good?” She asked, panting hard now that the fatigue was starting to set in to her hips and back.

“Very good,” Sandbar agreed with a smile for both his friend and mate. “Gal?”

“Love you two guys,” the griffon mumbled as he pulled off of Yona, rolling over to kiss her lightly and nuzzle in against her, smearing griffon-cum into her fur. He draped his tail over Sandbar, coaxing the stallion closer until he felt Sandbar’s shaft against his rump, still hard as a rock.

“You didn’t get off?” He asked, glancing back over his shoulder.

“S’alright - watching was plenty fun,” Sandbar said with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Gallus and Yona looked at each other, the two grinning at each other as they quickly came to the same conclusion.

“Yona need shower,” the yak announced, getting up off the bed and effortlessly hefting the two boys over her shoulders, one on each side. “Gallus and Sandbar too.”

“Hey-ey!” Sandbar laughed, yelping a bit as Yona slapped his rump where it dangled in front of her. “One of us needs to change the sheets!”

“After we make a Sandbar sandwich,” Gallus purred, pulling him over to give him another kiss, Yona carrying them off into the main bathroom. “If you think you’re getting out of this with full nuts, you’re nuts.”

The bathroom door closed behind them, and before long the running water was being drowned out by whinnies and moans.

Meanwhile, back on the other side of the house, Smolder and Ocellus leaned together in the tub of their own bathroom, totally not listening to the three-way that had moved to the other side of the wall. Ocellus’ wings buzzed against her sides, stirring up the water as she soaked up the love from the other side of the wall, as well as from her own mate next to her.

“You think we should tell them we can hear when they get going like that?” She asked Smolder, leaning over to nuzzle the dragon lightly.

“When we have other roommates to overhear,” Smolder decided, pulling Ocellus under her as she rolled over in the water. “Until then, we just try to match them!”

Fortunately, their tub was a large one.