Shora hadn't necessarily wanted to go to the club, given that she'd spent all day chasing down people in her job as a messenger. Of course, being a quad dragon had that benefit of being big enough and fast enough to get anywhere that was really needed! She'd really just wanted to go home, eat some dinner, and curl up in her nest until her stepsister showed up and dragged her away for a fun night.
Well, it'd been the fun night for Lysh, whom had disappeared a few hours ago into the back with an anthro stallion and a nonanthro gryphon. She still hadn't returned, which gave Shora the impression that they were still trysting. That was fine, but she'd been left on the dance floor by herself which was more than slightly awkward. She was one of the few quad dragons left out there, and she was pretty sure she was the only quad female. And with a pinkish-silver scaled body that had green neon glow sticks and black body wraps she certainly stood out!
At least her stepsister had an open tab, which the quad had no compunctions about adding to. If Lysh had dragged her here, then by dammit she could at least pay for the time that she'd left her stepsister alone! She'd only had a few alcoholic ones, but a few hours of drinking were adding up.
Shora glanced around the dance floor and spotted the hallway with a sign for bathrooms. It took a bit of nudging but she was able to carefully wend her way over after a few minutes of negotiation and reach the hallway.
It was dark, lit only by the smallest of lights, and painted black so as not to distract from the dance floor. It led back a way and around a corner until it dead-ended in a large door, which with her shoulder the opalescent female entered. Inside it was just as dark as the hallway if not darker. It was still painted black, and the floor was tiled black as well. There were two long troughs she could see set into the floor for quads, and a bank of stalls for anthro creatures. However it was obvious this club was a unisex bathroom and she'd just have to deal with it.
The dragoness padded over to the trough closest to her and quickly climbed over it. At least this one was working, the other appeared to have tape over it with a handwritten sign that said "do not use". Her mind noted, the bit that wasn't buzzed from the alcohol, that it was set so anyone coming in would get a nice view of whomever was using the trough. "Pervs," she muttered to herself, and reached down to quickly undo the small amounts of fabric covering her loins.
Her paws encountered two things. On the outside of the fabric there was a bit of a stain, from an anthro who hadn't been careful with her drink and spilled it on her. That was bad enough, but as she peeled the fabric away from her slit she felt a minor dampness. Great, she always forgot drinking turned her on, but it didn't matter. The pressure in her bladder was quite enough to remind the dragoness that there were other concerns than a damp pussy at the moment.
With the fabric out of the way, Shora lifted her tail high and crouched over the trough, and let out a low sigh as she began to pee into it. The metal of the trough let out a loud dinging noise, which covered up any other sounds she might have heard.
The door had opened quietly and a black male came in, whom had very little on his body in the way of adornment. His head was covered in spikes, and spines ran down his back, but around his neck and upper arms were thick white glow sticks. He was surprised at the sight of a dragoness in here, but a quick glance back confirmed there was only one set of bathrooms. A second glance showed that there was only one working trough to use as well. Damn. At least there was the nice view of the dragoness's vent who was at it...
Well, he had to pee and there was no denying it. His buddies and he had been going at it all night, drinking and dancing, and now he had to relieve himself! "Ahem," he said with a cough.
Shora whipped her head around, her bladder clenching in surprise as she heard the noise. She'd only just started and was now interrupted?
The male coughed and grinned apologetically. "Sorry, but looks like that's the only open trough, are you going to be long?" He asked her.
"I was just about to start," Shora said, glancing at this male. He was much bigger than her, which was slightly intimidating, and slightly arousing in her buzzed state. "I'd probably be a while, I've really had to pee."
"So have I," he said. "Drinking all night," he added as way of an apology.
"So wait," Shora said flatly, realizing her tail was still high and she was giving this strange male a full view of her sex. She flushed a bit and felt her nethers tighten, and hoped he hadn't seen that, but kept her tail up.
The black chuckled a bit. "Why don't you? I could just push you out of the way," he added with a devious and slightly unkind grin. He liked the view, but the attitude of this small dragoness was a bit disconcerting.
Shora let out an involuntary whine at the thought of waiting, which would be unwise given the pressure in her bladder. "That would be bad. I'd wind up peeing the floor, I think," she said, her inebriated state removing some of the filters from head to mouth. She blushed at that. "Ack... I... didn't mean to say that."
"You'd not be the only one!" The male said, for the first time showing signs of his own discomfort with squirming his hips. "Look, the trough isn't that big, but I bet if I stood over you we could both use it.
"I don't know, that's... well, fine," Shora said. It felt weird, but she knew she couldn't hold in her urine much longer and that if she went ahead and used it this male would probably just shove her out of the way. "Just... don't trap me under you." She shimmied up so that her body was towards the head of the trough, slightly scrunched up on the tile floor, giving room for the black male over and behind her.
The male wasted no time at all. He quickly walked up behind her and positioned his forelegs on either side of her easily-visible body. This left his hindlegs free to spread over the trough, and he let out a sigh as his penis dropped out of its male-slit so that he could pee.
Shora had her head curled up underneath her, looking back down her body to make sure the strange male wasn't getting any ideas. But when that black cock dropped down visible between her legs, she felt the fire in her loins flare up. The bulbous head and thick shaft were very impressive, and her body reminded her just how long it'd been since she'd last mated. It'd been years!
"I'm ready, so just... be warned," the male over her said, and without further warning the little restroom was filled with the sounds of piss streaming out that cock, and splattering audibly into the trough.
The dragoness was taken aback by this male's flow. It was easily triple what her body could produce even at its worst! It may be peeing, but it was certainly incredible. But the pressure within her flared as a reminder of her own need to empty her bladder, and she began relaxing to let it out.
Unfortunately her inebriation caused her to relax her forelimbs as well, which slipped on the tile. Just as the first bits of pee were escaping her folds, her forebody crashed into the flood and pushed her hips back... right up against that black penis. It was also unfortunate her surprise and drunkenness prevented her from stopping peeing, and she wound up emptying her bladder right against the male's cock.
The black male blinked in surprise as the small female slipped against his malehood, and he felt her body pee. She let out a bit of a gasping sob as a sign of her horror. "Oh no, no no..." she murmured as she was unable to stop herself, her folds pressed against his penis and adding her urine to drip down with his. "No..."
Blinking he reached a paw down, and touched hers. "It's fine," he said softly, and then chuckled. "Like I'd mind a cute little dragoness like you putting her body against mind."
Shora blinked and looked up at him, her body trembling from release and embarrassment. "I'm... I'm sorry," she mumbled out. Her bladder soon finished, but she was just mortified at what had happened.
The male had stopped peeing when the female below him had bumped against his cock, but now that she seemed to have stopped he let his flow resume as though nothing had happened. The paw that he was using to comfort her he subtly moved to her back to try and prevent her from fleeing. The feeling of her obviously damp folds on him was arousing, and he didn't want it to end anytime soon.
As the male was peeing Shora felt the heat radiating from the length she'd inadvertently pressed herself against. It made her tense up with the unbidden thought of shifting so that length was in her, not just against her. She felt her vaginal walls clamp at the though and send her mind a firm reminder that she needed sex, she was definitely aroused, and now was as good a time as any. The part of her mind that fought, that reminded her this was a stranger, in a bar, that she was drunk, she'd just peed on him, and that she didn't know anything about him was deteriorating against the onslaught of the alcohol coursing through her system and her arousal. So she barely noticed when she began moving her hips slightly up and down, feeling the edge of he glans brush through her folds.
She did notice however when that movement sent the last of the male's stream of urine over her vent and down her thighs, which she gasped at. "Oh, dear," she heard him mutter, The shock of this made his hips jump, and wound up pressing his shaft head right to her folds. He was about to apologize when her barely spoken cry stopped him.
"Yes, more..." escaped from the barely parted lips of the opalescent dragoness. Her tail was arched high and she hadn't pulled away, and suddenly he realized she was pressing back against him.
An invitation was an invitation. He grinned, pulling his hips back for a moment to realign, and then without anything else said or done, he began pressing his cockhead to the opening of the small dragoness underneath him, and worked to enter her vent.
Shora's mind was rapidly deteriorating as she felt the maleness against her. She took no notice of her body arching downwards to present her ass and vent as a clear target for the male, and felt herself clench involuntarily as that bulbous tip started to open her folds wide. She'd never even seen a male this big, and had she been sober she'd probably never have let something with a cock that large try and take her, but alcohol was a wondrous thing in how it removed her inhibitions. So instead of nervousness, she crooned and pressed back to take it into her small passage.
The black male rumbled in delight at this turn of events and quickly added more pressure. It was a tight fit, that was to be sure, and it was almost agony to feel the head of his cock 'pop' into her tight ring of muscle, and begin descending into the slick depths presented inside.
The sensation of having something so large force its way into her made Shora trill out in pain and pleasure. The pressure had been almost unbearable, until he'd entered, but by pressing back she'd helped ensure his breaching her opening. Now her fluids were coating the head of the thing inside her. The stimulation made her lower her chest down to the floor and lift her slit high to meet the incoming thrust that was going to fill her entirely.
It was hot, tight, and wet. And that made it all the better, so the male simply pushed harder, and within moments was spearing his shaft deep into the lithe little female. He wondered if she'd be able to take all of him, so as a test he put his paws on her shoulders to pin her down and forced his shaft deep.
She was pinned. This was something that had filled some more of Shora's more exotic fantasies, and now this strange male was pinning her down, and forcing himself as deep as he could go. The dragoness felt her body trying to adapt to fit his size, and her feral side was beginning to take over now. A low growl escaped her muzzle and the young female pushed back hard, feeling herself open to his desire like a flower to the sun.
"Take it.." the black snarled softly, and felt his shaft head bump against an internal barrier. Well, he wasn't seated fully, so now came the time to really push. Bracing his leg muscles the male forced himself as hard as possible into her.
Now there was more pain. She'd felt that shaft hit hit its hilt inside her but the male was still pressing, and her body was crying out in protest. She let out a small squeal of pain, but Shora couldn't move away; so she just pushed back against him.
It took but a few moments for Shora's cervix to part, to fall at the immense pressure against it. It caused the head of that cock to fill her womb, and finally the giant meat was fully buried in the dragoness.
Shora was amazed. It was all in her... she could feel every pulsing vein on her walls and it was so much that she couldn't even clench down. Her hips simply now became supported by his intrusion, and she let out a low sigh as the pleasure started to return to her body, a dull heat that hinted of things to come.
He'd gotten fully in, and that amazed the male as much as it did Shora. Her body tightened about his, but now came the fun part... slowly he shifted his weight, placed his grip upon her hips now, and began to pull out. This tension in the opposite direction made the female under him whine in pain and pleasure, and after a few moments his cock pulled free of her womb and back out into her passage, which was tight, despite how wet she was. He began to pull almost all the way out, and then began a fast, hard thrust in, which battered at her depths.
It was amazing, the mixture of pain and of pleasure were something she'd never quite imagined. Her defenses mentally against the idea of sex with this stranger were now long gone. All she wanted was to feel him in her, to cum, and to keep that meat in her as long as possible. The thrusts of the black male quickly made her whole body rock, and she fought to rock back to meet them.
There wasn't quite enough there though. Shora wanted to see this, she wanted to see her pussy opened this wide; because it may never happen again. So with the thrusts she reached her paws under her, and pulled off all the fabric that draped her hips and legs, letting it fall into the trough to act as a barrier. Once it was off, she began to turn her body with the male's thrusts, making his paws let go of her hips until at last she was on her back on the floor, legs spread wide and tail off to the side. Now she could see the massive length in her sex. Shora marveled anew and glanced at her folds, at how her clit was sticking out entirely of its hood from the tension and how her netherlips were red and raw from the sex already, but she didn't care. It felt so good.
The male was having just as much pleasure, and as she rolled over he finally got a good look at her face, and grinned. His length wouldn't last for long under this kind of assault, but from the female's look neither would she. He then looked down to see her vent stretched and purred at the sight of it filled so completely by him.
"More... Fill me more..." he heard Shora murmur, as her paws came down to feel at her folds. Well, he was fucking her as fast and hard as he dared, but he had an idea from one of his buddies... so he grinned and pulled his paws away. This left them free, while Shora began to rock more and more from his thrusts. With his paws free he reached up to one of the thick glow sticks from around his arm and undid it.
Shora watched eagerly and wondered just what he'd do with it. She tried to clench down on the intrusion in her, but it wasn't working, so she resorted to rubbing at the base of his cock with one paw and teasing her clit with the other. It was a bit awkward, but she needed it, stretched out so.
The glow stick was quickly unbent and had its connector cap thrown to the side. The male grinned and winked at the opal, and then murmured back, "Here's some more..."
With his words Shora looked, and saw him taking that thick glow stick down under his shaft, until she felt something poke at her anal ring. She'd never felt such a thing before and it made her cry out, and unclench for a moment... which was all the male needed. With a single thrust the glow stick was almost fully buried into Shora's ass, spreading it for the first time as her pussy was still stretched.
Well, that did it. The suddenness of the thrust made Shora scream in ecstasy as her climax ripped through her body, clenching down in every orifice as she came.
This caught the male by surprise, but he didn't waste it. He quickly released the glow stick, and pushed in so his shaft was in a moment buried fully within her, the female's cervix not presenting nearly the barrier it had before. As he got in he concentrated for a moment, feeling his loins tense up, and then he roared out, drowning out the sounds Shora was making with his own climax.
The volume of cum inside her was something Shora had never felt before. It literally seemed to fill her stomach, and she felt her body straining to hold the hot substance. Fortunately the male seemed to sense that slight issue and pulled back a bit, so that some of the seed wormed its way out around her vent and down her folds, trickling around the odd glow stick stuck in her anus. Her mind was simply abuzz from the alcohol-aided orgasm, and looked up at the black male with lust.
His own face was a mirror of pleasure as he felt his whole length twitch and release his cream into the little female. He'd started to pull back once he felt his seed rapidly taking up any space within her, and then finally he grinned as it faded. "Mm... that was unexpected."
"Very," Shora said quietly, and began to writhe her body about underneath the black male, inching her way up until with an audible pop she worked her vent free from the intrusion. It didn't even bother closing after the abuse, but Shora had other plans for it. She got up, using the anthro stall wall as a support, and lifted her tail so that the male could see the glow stick sticking out her tailhole and her open and inflamed pussy dripping his cum.
The male rhhhed at the site and grinned, feeling his shaft firm up some again from it. His own cock was dripping cum and her fluids, but he tilted his head aside. "I never caught your name... I'm Isak." He said, grinning.
"I'm Shora," the opal said, grinning. "Stay with me tonight?"
"You bet. But let's go dance a bit more... I've still got some left in me, and I think there's more for you, too," Isak said, and turned towards the door. It wouldn't be the first time sex would happen on that dance floor, obvious sex at that. But it was a club open for swingers, and best to take advantage of it.
"Yes... and when I go home you can follow my light," Shora said playfully, and walked out, tail held high so he could stare at her all night long.
The night was just getting started, and both Shora and Isak intended to make the most of it. In private and in public.
The lights were dimmed and the sounds of dancing and music were muffled by the thick walls. Most of the remaining sound was what was echoing down the hallway before her. Shora's mind wasn't quite at the moment however, as it was instead drifting back to the last twenty or so minutes she'd spent in the bathroom with the black dragon, Isak, who was now following behind her. Shora had never been one for random hookups. That position had been reserved for her stepsister Lysh, and initially Shora was glad to leave in her hands.
However the thought was running down the back of Shora's mind that now she could understand why Lysh might like it so much. It wasn't just the act of sex, but there was a unique thrill in the intimacy with a stranger, and the fact that you never knew what you'd be bedding.
I mean, she thought to herself, normally I'd never be going half naked to a dance floor with a glow stick stuck in my rump, leading a male whom I just mated with... while both of us are still coated in cum. Well, most quadrupedal creatures, dragons especially, came and went in society naked. She was in a bit of a minority in binding and wrapping herself up as she usually did, like one of the anthros who seemed ashamed of their bodies. Tonight would be a good night to drop all that and just be herself.
Isak's thoughts were much less complex than Shora's. His eyes remained on the lifted tail of the opal dragoness, and murred in memory. His shaft was still free and slightly firm from the temptation she presented, but there were other considerations. He was here with a few friends; two of which were quads. Yelks was a dragon, green, and smaller than him but certainly bigger than this Shora, and the other was a gryphon named Bento. They both had reputations for screwing anything they could and it would be a fair bet once they saw Shora they'd want a piece as well.
Well, he'd just have to make sure that Shora wasn't monopolized and the guys realized she was with him, for tonight, and they could deal with it.
The dance floor had thinned out slightly in their absence; it appeared that there was more room on it for the quads, and a few more seats at the bar open. With their reappearance a waitress, a small fox girl, came bustling up. "Drinks?" She asked, glancing at both. Shora glanced at Isak and purred, "Yes, something exotic for me... put it on Lysh's tab." The waitress bowed at Shora and then turned to Isak. "And you sir?"
Isak grinned. "Whiskey on the rocks. We'll be beside the dance floor."
The waitress walked away to fill their orders. Isak stepped up beside Shora. "Word of warning," He said, leaning down to whisper in her ear and pressing his body suggestively against hers. "I'm here with some friends, and when they see us together they'll probably crack some comments, or other things. If they bug you, just kick them, or tell me and I will."
Shora giggled at the thought of kicking someone. "Well, all right. If my stepsister Lysh shows up she'll probably flirt and do the same, but just ignore her. Or better yet I should direct your friends to her!" The feeling of the big male pressed up against her was reigniting her desire. Her vent, which she could feel was still gaping though not as badly as before, clenched down at the thought of being stuffed again. That clenching also reminded her of the other item piercing her nether orifice, which made her lower her tail slightly. Best not advertise it right away...
Within moments the waitress returned carrying two large dishes with their requested drinks. She set them down before them and then wandered off to help other customers.
"I've never been this unclothed before, in public," Shora said to Isak after a sip of her drink, an odd concoction that was sweet, tangy, and blue of all colors. She glanced up at the black male. "It's a bit thrilling."
"Just wait, I want to get you on that dance floor in more ways than one," He whispered down with a wink.
Shora blushed at that. Did he mean take her again? In public? With all these people around? "Really?" She murmured, shrinking back into him slightly despite the heat the idea brought to her nethers.
The big male chuckled and nodded. "Don't worry; it's hardly the first time this club will have been used in such a way. I think the owners like advertising for it about that. Certainly something I've seen in here." He glanced about. He didn't see either Bento or Yelks about, which either meant they were outside for a break or in a private room getting themselves busy. Either way they wouldn't interfere just yet, which was all to the good.
As they sipped their drinks the music turned to a lower, driving, fast pasted techno beat. With the change the normal lights dimmed and were replaced with flowing tiles on the circular dance floor and laser lights from the rafters. "We've goat ah spaeshal treat for y'all tenight!" Came the DJ's voice. "Taym tah git ON theh dahnce floor hand celebrate!"
The volume came up and Isak grinned at Shora. "Come on!" He urged, and stepped up onto a side of the dance floor that was a bit more open. The opal dragoness followed him, glancing about and looking up. Several other anthros and a few quads were working their way to the floor. They swayed to the beat, the glowing bands many of them wore lighting up in the darkness. She noticed, in her still somewhat inebriated state, that Isak's glowbands highlighted some muscles she'd never noticed before. Although the neck glow stick looked like a collar almost.
As soon as it seemed everyone was on the dance floor the regular lighting was dimmed out completely. The area was nearly entirely dark, with the deep throbbing of the music, and then out came on the DJ's voice once more. "Sah now! Let tha beh light!" he cried, and suddenly blacklight strobes began to flash slowly with the beat of the music. Shora gasped at the sight, and she heard Isak rumble in curiosity.
"That's new..." He said with a grin, and then leaned down to Shora. "This is the perfect time... lift that tail, baby, and show me what you got."
Shora was fairly visible thanks to the strobing, so Isak was able to see her grin as she walked a bit before him. The dragoness slowly spread out her wings, not far, but enough, and began a sinuous dance that curved her body and made her at times seem to double-back on herself. The strobes made it appear as though she was sometimes not even moving, but simply pictured in newer, more exotic poses... and as she danced, the more arousing and exposed her poses became, until finally in one spot he saw her simply lifting her tail up to him, with her legs spread, and looking back.
It was something entirely new to Shora, but she was loving the ability to tease this male. She'd still been aroused and the drink she'd had just before coming on was certainly helping keep it going. But once she started really dancing the semen filling her womb and the bits which were still slowly dripping out her open vagina began sloshing around, elliciting a series of moans from the dragoness which were covered by the music. It continued to work her up until she wanted to feel Isak in her again.
The feeling of him coming to stand over her once more was a delight, and she crooned up to him as other dancing bodies bumped into theirs, hopefully unaware of what was about to happen. With her tail arched she felt Isak's maleness slide along its underside, bump past the stick in her anus, and then come to her entrance again.
"Yes, take me," she murmured, and in the strobe lighting she saw a flash of his teeth before he pushed that bulbous cockhead into her needy sex. Her talons scraped over the floor as she fought to take him, and once again there was almost a pop from her loins as his penis entered.
This time was entirely different than before. Isak was methodical this time, less forceful, thrusting away in time to the music. It matched up with the lights, so Shora began to anticipate each flash where he'd pound into her, and then pull out in the darkness to repeat it once again. For her part she wrapped her tail up around his own, arching her back into his chest and rocking her hips with encouragement.
The pounding continued for several minutes in the driving techno, until suddenly they were no longer alone in the strobes. A green dragon appeared beside them, and seemed unaware of Shora underneath Isak.
"Isak, man! You gotta come with us, we found a smokin hot dragoness, and she'll do just about anything!" She heard him yell to the black drake. Isak hadn't noticed until the voice reached his ears.
"Yelks, dammit man," Isak growled, shifting his body so that he somewhat hid Shora.
The green dragon winced back. "Whoa, cool it! I just wanted to see if you wanted to... come..." Both Shora and Isak saw the green dragon's eyes glance down in the next strobe, comprehension dawning on his muzzle. "I see Bento, Jack, and I aren't the only one who found a sexy dragoness tonight." He grinned.
"So who was this dragoness you found?" Isak growled at the green. To his credit he hadn't stopped thrusting into Shora, who was blushing but couldn't suppress a moan as that massive cock filled her again.
"Some golden dragoness, named Lysh," he replied, and beneath him Shora could spot the pink meat slipping out of a hidden vent.
Shora gasped at the name, and Isak felt her clench up. "Lysh? She's my stepsister!" She cried out involuntarily.
Yelks's eyes twinkled in the strobe lights. "Stepsister... well, just a sec then. Seems hot bodies run in the family," he threw out and turned to walk away.
"Lysh... that's my stepsister," Shora repeated, feeling her body flush. Isak looked down. "Is that a problem?" Isak asked, slowing his thrusting to make sure Shora wasn't going to freak out. "No," replied the dragoness, after a moment, "Just... she's always encouraged me to try swinging with her, that's why she brought me here tonight."
Isak chuckled, which made Shora twist her neck to look up at him in surprise. "Maybe we should thank her then, because I can't remember having a more pleasant night in my life," the black drake said to her. "Because you are certainly the most memorable dragoness I have ever met, in more ways than one." Shora blushed again at that, and pulled forward a bit so that Isak wasn't hammering her cunt quite as deeply. Others were still bumping into them, mostly Isak, but now the thought of having Lysh know, here on the dance floor... it was a bit embarrassing.
It took only a minute for Yelks to return with a gryphon and dragoness in tow. Isak slowed down to look at them as they approached. "Jack said he's had enough for one night and left, but here's who we found..."
"Shora?" the golden female cried, glancing down under Bento. "I... never expected to see you doing something I would!" She said in shock, with a grin starting to spread across her muzzle. "Although I've never done it on a dance floor."
"Hi... ah! Lysh," Shora said with a gasp as Isak interrupted her with a hard thrust into her passage. She felt the mixture of fluids from earlier seeping down her thighs, and in the blacklight strobes she was sure it was quite visible.
Isak grinned and looked at the newcomers. "Hello. I'm Isak, in case those two knuckleheads didn't tell you. I wanted to say, I should thank you for bringing Shora here tonight. It's been the best of my life." He nodded and looked down with a deep growl of affection to Shora, who had unconsciously arched her back into him once more as his thrusting pace was returned to normal and let out a low moan.
Shora saw Lysh stare at her loins, where it was obvious how wide she was being stretched by the black dragon above her. "Oh, well, I can think of a way you can thank me," She said, grinning. "Shora, you should try Yelks and Bento here... you may learn something."
"What do you think?" Isak said quietly to Shora. "Feel up to letting me thank your stepsister there?"
The dragoness blinked. "I... I don't know," she said back to Isak. "But I guess... Well, I've gone this far tonight. But don't go far."
"I won't," Isak promised. The opal dragoness let out a sigh as the thick malehood that had been filling her was removed, spreading her legs and giving her tail a little shake. She could see clearly that both the green drake Yelks and the gryphon, who must be Bento, were aroused. She had a good hunch Lysh was too, but she wasn't quite sure about looking between her stepsister's legs just yet.
Lysh took a few steps away and simply raised her tail. The tip flicked at Isak, who made his way through the people towards her. The opal dragoness saw her speak to Isak but was only able to catch a bit of it, where her stepsister said, "... So just put it in there, I've got cum in my vent and maw, but I like all three holes filled."
There was a cough from beside her, and she looked at the green dragon and blinked. He was quite close, and was bigger than her although only about half the size of Isak. A grin was on his muzzle as the gryphon looked on. "Ahem... Shora, I believe it is, if you'll be so kind as to let me lay down, then climb on top of me. You'll face towards my tail." Bento piped up, in a slightly higher voice, "You'll like this. Lysh did!"
"Okay," Shora said. She was glad of the strobes, which were at least somewhat hiding the mess under her tail and what was going on. It seemed that for the most part other dancers were oblivious, but she doubted they were totally.
Meanwhile as she was thinking Yelks had laid on his back, causing the pink tapered cock to stick straight up. This was of a size she was more familiar with, but was surprised when Bento crawled over it. The gryphon was smaller than her but not by much, and she watched as his dark golden feathers ruffled out. "Okay, climb on," He called out, positioned over the pink shaft.
As Shora made her way over Yelks she saw that the gryphon sported a red shaft, which had a small glans at the tip and a large knot at its base. The sight of both penises there was undeniably arousing, and she felt herself clench involuntarily.
It took a minute for Shora to get atop Yelks, and she was literally on him, with her paws barely touching the dance floor. The beat was still coursing through her veins, which with the alcohol was a great encouragement to this behavior. Her hindlegs were spread lewdly across the green's chest, and she sensed him staring at her nethers which made her blush. It didn't help that Bento's shaft was inches from her snout.
"There we go!" Bento said, and then the gryphon surprised her by lowering himself down onto the penis. Shora has a clear view of the tapered tip pressing to that anal ring, and then watched as it parted and sank into the gryphon's rear. She heard the gryphon let out a pleasured sigh, wriggling until he was all the way down.
The position of the body did nothing to hide that action from Shora, who blushed again. She seemed to be doing that a lot tonight! But she felt the talons of Bento on her head, gently encouraging her down to his own shaft.
Shora had never sucked off a male before. To be honest, she thought, I've only had three males mount me and they all did it.. well, 'traditionally'. But tonight had been a night of many firsts, so here was one more. Her tongue snaked out, and carefully she lapped at the tip of it, seeing what it tasted like.
It surprised her. She could taste a bitter sweetness, and a lot of it, and mixed in was a softer, more tangy taste. It was obvious though that there was more than semen here, and while it was odd she quickly began to lick at it more. There was plenty of that red meat to go.
Her lips had actually been touching it when Shora suddenly felt a breeze fly past her slit, and glanced back to see Yelks's neck twisted upwards, his lips pressed to her nethers. She let out a moan when his tongue began to rub against her clit. It felt exquisite, like nothing she'd experienced before. The opal rarely masturbated, and no male had handled her like this. It was pure pleasure, being worked in such a way. Shora was now beginning to understand why Lysh liked having sex so much! If this is what it was like most of the time... well, she had no reason to be impressed with any prior lovers anymore.
There was still an erect malehood in front of her. Bento had begun bouncing his hips up and down on Yelk's shaft, the gryphon's claws bracing lightly against Shora's shoulders. She quickly lowered her muzzle down over the meat, taking in a good third of it, and began to flick her tongue all around it.
Movement to her right caught her eye. She saw in the next strobe flash the golden body of her stepsister, arched high, with... no, she couldn't! Shora stopped and gaped, seeing Isak's massive penis buried not in Lysh's pussy, but in her tailhole! She could see Lysh pushing back on it, the ring of muscle straining to take it all, and a little trickle of red mixing with the white under her stepsister's tail to show that she'd torn something making it fit. She heard Lysh moan out, "It hurts so good... keep going..."
Hearing that was like a fire in her veins. It sent a shock wave down her spine and burst in her sex, which clenched at the assault on her senses. Bento's thrusts were pushing him more into her maw now, and she could taste the pre coming out of his cocktip, as Yelk's tongue moved up from her clit and penetrated her wide-open vent.
That tongue flicked about this way and that. She could feel him testing her walls and pushing the cum inside her around, not letting it out. Shora moaned at the stimulation, her body undulating against the larger male. It wouldn't take long for her to orgasm at this rate!
Of course that seemed the case for all of them. She knew Isak would be close to the edge from his stimulation earlier and from the eagerness of the gryphon and dragon's thrusts against one another, they were both close as well.
She gave in to the sensations of the males, ignoring the sounds of the music and the bodies of the dancers which occasionally bumped into her or crossed between her trysting group and Lysh with Isak. She clenched down on the invading tongue and curled her own tongue about Bento's cock, squeezing it and moaning to him. She saw Lysh fucking back with all her might against Isak, who was taking her with the same reckless abandon he'd fucked Shora in the restroom earlier.
Shora felt the tension rise in her body, when the strobe lights stopped, and the music died away. Unfortunately it was at a moment where she was rather pulled to her own sensations, and was unable to stop from crying out as spotlights trained on the two sexing groups. The cry she emitted was joined quickly by four others as she felt both males against her tighten up and orgasm, with Bento's seed spurting into her muzzle. Her eye caught sight of Lysh howling as Isak's cock twitched within her, then popped out to coat her loins in white cream.
It was at this moment she heard a roar of approval from the rest of the dance floor and the surrounding tables, where it seemed everyone had turned to watch them and was now applauding.
Well, this was certainly unexpected. She flushed, and was sure her whole body must be turning red at this point!
"Well it seems thaht we got hus sum lovemahkers hear!" The DJ cried out. "Two loveleh ladies, mahybe y'all should dance fer us! Gentlemen, will yah have them dance?" His voice range out over the speakers, and at this the crowd again cheered.
Shora blushed and pulled her muzzle off Bento, shaking her head slightly. "No, no..." she said, but was brought up short when Lysh appeared at her side, eyes twinkling.
"Come on, sis," The dragoness said. "You've gotta do something crazy at least once in your life. Tonight's been crazy as can be... so let's make one more memorable moment out of it." Shora blinked at Lysh, who seemed positively excited at the prospect.
Her decision was made for her as Bento and Yelks wormed their way out from under her. They stood up, dripping cum from both their shafts, as Isak made his way over. "Come on ladies," he said, not taking any effort to quiet his voice. "Dance for us, and show these layabouts here how it's really done!" A grin was on his muzzle as he looked at both of them.
A cheer of "Dance, Dance," was echoing through the crowd. Shora saw glasses raised in time with the chant, until finally she sighed and nodded. "Okay, I'll dance!" She said to the four by her, and made her way with Lysh to the center of the dance floor.
As the three males moved off stage and the dragonesses to the middle a cheer rang out. The light was enough for Lysh and Shora to see many of the other creatures present had begun removing their clothes in anticipation of a show. They were eagerly focused on the dance floor, and many without drinks were requesting them from the bar.
"Thar weh go!" Said the DJ. "Give it hup for theh ladies!"
With that, he turned on some of the special effects lights, and got the floor tiles lighting up underneath them. The effect of these lights made the gold and opal dragonesses stand out, their scales reflecting all the patterns back to the crowd. As the lights dimmed up came a saucy toe tapping tune which had obviously been chosen because it would be sure to get both dragonesses worked up while dancing.
"Follow my lead," Lysh said, striking a pose facing away from Shora, tail straight out, one forepaw bent, and a grin on her muzzle. Shora recognized it from some old dance classes they'd taken as hatchlings together, and mirrored it. She could hear and feel the cum dripping out of both hers and her sister's vents.
With the music going, the dragonesses quickly began to shift position. The song lent itself to twisting and curving with the beat, which both dragonesses were used to while dancing. Their backs arched and they twisted about to face each other. At times, their wings would spread and they'd rise onto their hind legs to twirl before falling back to the dance floor with a loud thump. And throughout all of this they kept their tails arched, so that every move flashed their sexes to a new part of the dance floor.
The spotlights followed their every movements, sometimes focusing on Lysh who would nearly curl upon herself in a complicated twisting knot motion, and sometimes on Shora, who would spread her wings and draw her tail tip down her body.
Attention from the crowd, from the caught glances of the three males she'd mated with tonight, and from the grin that seem permanently glued to her stepsister's face made Shora smile. She'd never before understood how something could be fun like this. Those times were certainly changing, she thought as she lowered her front end and lifted her rump, giving the crowd a flash of her loins which made those who could see it cheer.
The next turn of the dance surprised her as she felt a talon slide along her folds, and turned her head to see Lysh with a claw now covered in fluids, sucking it off for the pleasure of the crowd. Shora grinned and then understood, raising herself to rest her paws on Lysh's back. Once in this pose she shook her head back and forth, as her tailtip wormed its way under her stepsisters and speared into her sex, making the gold dragoness cry out. The crowd cheered madly at this, and she could smell the mixed scents of male and female arousal filling the air.
She withdrew her tail after a moment, doing a twisting glide across the dance floor with Lysh just behind. The music took on a faster beat as they did so, and Shora felt her sister's claws part her folds, showing her off to the crowd behind them. More cheers, including a trio of roars from Bento, Isak, and Yelks greeted it, and Shora did the same, showcasing Lysh's gaping ass and pussy to the rest of the crowd. Shora saw several of them masturbating or forming small trysting pairs.
She and Lysh broke apart as the song turned to guttural beats, and they each prowled a side of the dance floor, changing position and taking a step with each new thump of the rhythm. Several males and females reached out and cheered as they passed, and soon the normal song came back, emphasized as so many were in preparation for finish.
The two dragonesses met back at the center of the dance floor, and Lysh rolled onto her back much to the surprise of Shora, and pulled her opalescent sister atop her. Their vents aligned and rubbed smoothly over one another from all the fluids coating their nethers.
Understanding blossomed in Shora, who was at this point too far beyond caring. She lowered her hips to press against Lysh's and they began to buck against one another, the audible squelching of their contact bringing another cry from the audience. She felt her clit rub against Lysh's repeatedly, slickened by Isak's cum and who knew who elses, and aided by her own fluids which were trickling copiously down out of her vent. Their cries of the stimulation filled the floor, and as the song reached it's climax, so did they.
They had been having sex for so long tonight it was easy to understand. Their bodies were at the limits of sensitivity, and that short minute of grinding stimulation brought both the opal and the gold dragonesses to a ringing orgasm. Shora felt Lysh clench up as she came, and Shora shut her eyes as her own orgasm ripped through her.
The crowd cheered and both dragonesses panted. "Well," Shora said haltingly as she caught her breath. "I'll never forget tonight."
"Neither will we," said Isak, who led Bento and Yelks out onto the dance floor. Several others were coming out now, as the DJ talked about starting up another song. "Let's get out of here."
"Sure," said Shora, grinning at Lysh and then Isak. "Let's head to my place. It'll be nice and quiet."
"Sounds like a plan," Yelks said, with Bento and Lysh nodding. The two dragonesses climbed off each other, and then the five of them made their way out of the club, the glow stick in Shora's tailhole still twinkling at those who watched hem leave.