(suggested by Bobbyjoe, dickysrick and others. Hope you enjoy!)
(Takes place same time as "Clay x Starflight")
"When the Guardians are away, the Dragonets shall play."
"Well aren't you a clever one." Glory teased Sunny, as they went into the back training room of their cave. "Writing poetry in your free time, now?"
"I'm not that clever." The funny-looking Sandwing said, glancing away shyly. "I think I heard Webs say it once, maybe."
"I still think you should. You spend enough time in the library with Starflight, I'm sure you'd be great at it."
"Aww, thanks. Starflight's a great teacher, waaay better than Webs or Dune."
Gee, I wonder why? Glory thought sarcastically, as they made their way through the corridors. The Nightwing wasn't exactly a great flirt, but sometimes she wondered how the little Sandwing never caught on to his feelings. Starflight looked at Sunny like she wished Clay would look at her (or perhaps how she looked at him). Always hanging out together, offering personal tutoring, the brushed tails and paws, the awkward stares and glancing, it was so cute to watch, and yet so frustrating.
She doesn't know what she's missing. Glory thought, as they entered the room. If Clay showed interest - Hell, if Starflight wasn't obsessed with her - Oh, I'd ride him harder than Kestrel rides my ass everyday. Thank the Spirits that Dune and Webs are out plowing her right now, so I can finally get some action without her calling me a slut or a dyke.
"Ooh, that's a pretty color." Sunny complimented. Glory snapped out of her thoughts, and looked at herself. Her scales had turned magenta on her. "I don't think I've ever seen you turn that color before. What does it mean?"
"It means she's feeling horny." Tsunami explained, already waiting for them. Blue scales shined in torchlight, as she smirked mischievously at them. "Glory, have you told her while we invited her to our little 'training session' tonight?"
Sunny blinked, looking back and forth between them. "Wait, we're not going to be training?" She asked, sounding a little disappointed. "I wanted to learn some new moves."
"Oh, you're going to learn some moves tonight," The Seawing insisted, "But first we're going to play a game, if you're up for it."
"Oooh, a game? What kind of game?"
"Tsunami, go easy on her," Glory chided, putting a protective wing over the smaller dragoness, "This is her first time."
"I know, I know," The Seawing huffed, rolling her eyes, "We're gonna take things nice and slow."
"Wait, is this one of those 'sexy games' that the Guardians play?" Sunny asked. "Like what they're doing outside right now?"
The other dragonesses stared at her in surprise. "What?" She demanded. "You didn't think I know what sex is? I'm the same age as you are! Just because I'm a virgin doesn't mean I can't put two and two together. I know what they get up to, just like I know what you two've been up to."
"...Oh." Was all Tsunami had to say. Glory felt her scales turn an embarrassed pink, as Sunny huffed. "Was this all part of some sneaky plan to trick me into a threesome? You know you could've just asked me."
"You'd be up for that?" Glory asked.
"Of course I'd be up for that!" Sunny declared. "I've had crushes on you two for so long! You two are so beautiful and strong and confident, you're everything I want to be! I mean, I'd be up for a threesome with the boys too, but I'd rather my first time be with one of you."
Glory nodded, understanding. Truth be told, while she thought both males were very attractive, she'd been hesitant to make many moves on them. Starflight only seemed interested in Sunny, and Clay... well, she thought he'd be too much for the Sandwing. Hell, Glory wondered if she could handle that much girth, as much as she wanted to. Tsunami could, but she was dummy thicc with plenty of Seawing plumpness to grab onto. Lucky bitch.
"Alright then," Tsunami said, motioning to a corner of the room lined with leaves, "Why don't you come over here so we can get started?" Sunny smiled and nodded, and all three went over to the makeshift bed. The Seawing went first on her side, followed by the Sandwing laying on her back with Tsunami's chest as a pillow. "Glory," Tsunami suggested seductively, "Why don't you show our friend your secret talent?"
The Rainwing snorted, but smiled. She got up close and personal with Sunny, chest to chest and nose to nose while Tsunami held her chest. Their lips met, and Sunny had her first kiss, gentle and loving with a hint of seductive electricity. Glory's tongue brushed against her teeth. Sunny welcomed it, and their tongues came together in her mouth, wrestling and tasting one another. The Sandwing marveled at the length and dexterity of her friend, the way it twisted and moved, wrapping around her own like a boa constrictor. Sunny cooed happily, reaching up and gently massaging Glory's soft, fleshy frill. The Rainwing's scales started turning magenta from the head down.
Three Moons, She thought, Did she know that they were sensitive? Or did she just guess?
She released Sunny's tongue, breaking the kiss to breathe. A thin trail of saliva connected them, glistening in the torchlight.
"Whoa," Sunny panted, "That was... amazing! You're an awesome kisser, Glory!"
"We're not done yet," She whispered, "Not even close." She started moving down, licking and kissing the Sandwing's neck. Sunny gasped and giggled at the delightfully ticklish sensations, as the Rainwing tongue caressed her chest, her sides, her belly.
"Hehe, Glory, stop it!" She giggled, squirming under Tsunami's arms. "That's not fair! Hehe!"
Glory turned yellow as she smiled. She kissed each inner thigh, the underside of her tail, brought herself to the space between her legs. The Rainwing licked Sunny's slit, long and slow, savoring the sacred taste. Sunny gasped, caught off-guard by the amazing sensation. Glory licked again, a quicker flick that tickled her friend's clitoris. She was rewarded with a delighted squeak, yellow legs pulling away and kicking. Glory grabbed the Sandwing's thighs, pressing them down as she slipped her tongue inside her.
"Howowoah!" Sunny moaned, her paws coming down to Glory's head. "Oh Spirits! Glory! Glory, oh!"
"Hey, don't leave me out of the fun!" Tsunami teased. She pulled Sunny to face her, and kissed her deeply. The Sandwing accepted it, and let the fat Seawing tongue explore her mouth. One paw held Tsunami's face close, while the other continued to massage Glory's frill. The Rainwing moaned into Sunny's cunt, leaning into her paw as she rubbed and squeezed.
Damn good guess, Sunny. Glory thought, savoring her friend's taste. Tsunami's the only other dragon here who knows about my frills. It makes giving oral that much more fun for both of us.
The Rainwing's tongue continued to dance and explore her friend's most sacred and intimate place, looking for the spot every dragoness spends their life searching for. She bumped across the tiniest nub halfway to the back, and her walls tensed. Sunny moaned loudly, breaking off the kiss. A thin trail of saliva linked her with Tsunami, who was grinning mischievously now.
"Don't stop now, bae." She urged Glory on. "I think you found her G-Spot."
"Found my whaOoaaoaah Goodness!" Sunny's question became a loud moan, as Glory focused her efforts on that particular spot. With her free paw, Tsunami reached down and began rubbing the Sandwing's clit, her claws almost scratching Glory's nose. She lavished Sunny's neck with tender licks and nibbles and kisses, putting their little friend on a jetstream to pleasure town. Sunny's cries became louder and more erotic, feeling a tingling pressure build within her loins on the verge of overwhelming her entire being.
"Oh, girls!" Sunny cried. "Oh girls, I think I'm gonna, I'm gonna, gonna, OHHH FUUUCK!" The Sandwing's orgasm was a powerful one, her body below the waist shaking with one great muscle spasm. She wasn't much of a squirter, Glory feeling her inner walls tighten and clench on her tongue without getting coated with her special sauce. Tsunami continued to kiss and lick her neck as she rode out her climax, her screams falling to moans, and finally to satisfied sighs.
"So," Glory asked, smirking as she rested her head on her belly, "How was your first orgasm, Sunny?"
"...Great." She sighed, leaning back against Tsunami's chest. "Really, really great. Super-intense. Wished it lasted longer, though. You made me cum really quick, Glory."
"Thank you." She chuckled, stretching herself out and working out the kinks in her neck. "I consider that to be my special talent. Just ask Tsunami - I can make her cum almost as quickly as you."
"The first time, maybe." The Seawing denied. "I've worked on my endurance since then. You're really going to have to work me to get me off now."
Sunny's face darkened, and she closed her legs. "Hey, can we take a break real fast?" She asked. "I think I have to go to the stream." "Go to the stream" was a euphemism for taking a piss among the DoD, as it was the one place they could go where their waste would be emptied out.
"Of course." Glory said, getting up to let her go. "Thanks for warning me, too. SOMEONE here tried to hold it in, and went in my mouth last time I went down on her!"
"I did not pee in your mouth, squid-brain!" Tsunami protested, her lights glowing angrily.
"Then why did your 'juice' taste like asparagus?!" Glory accused, her scales turning red.
"Bitch, Webs served us goat and asparagus soup that night! Of course that's what I'd taste like!"
"You're a damned liar!"
"Fuck you!"
Sunny slunk away as the two continued to argue. Whatever happened between them, she was gonna sit out. Besides, she really did have to go - something about pleasuring herself (or getting pleasured) really messed with her bladder afterwards. She had gone down to the stream, did her business, and was on the way back when she heard someone calling her name.
"Oh, Sunny..."
"Starflight?" Sunny thought she heard him from the supply room. "Starflight, are you-"
She stopped, moving behind the wall so only her eyes were exposed, and watched in wonderous amazement. As she looked to the erotic scene within - Starflight holding onto Clay's neck, the Mudwing's face deep in the Nightwing's crotch, her friend moaning her name - she could only think of one thing.
So that's what Clay's penis looks like? The girls are going to LOVE this...
"HA! Got you now, fruit muncher!" Tsunami declared, pinning the Rainwing underneath her. "Now take it back!"
"Make me, fish-breath!" Glory grunted, struggling futilely against the Seawing's grasp. Her scales were starting to turn pink and yellow, as she knew what her friend had in store.
"Then you leave me no choice." She smirked. "I'm going to have to punish your ass." Holding the thinner Rainwing down, she adjusted their positions. Lifting a hindleg as far as it could go, Tsunami slid her crotch up along Glory's tail, until she felt their slits touch. Warm and wet, it was so easy to slide up and down against each other's inner temples. The Seawing rubbed her pussy against Glory's, long and slow strokes that drew out the delightful pleasure between them.
"Go faster." Glory growled in aroused annoyance.
"No," Tsunami teased, holding onto her partner's leg, "You're being punished. You need to learn how to take your time fucking. Even Sunny noticed you rushed her over. You want to rush through your first time with Clay, too?"
"I want Clay to make me cum repeatedly." She huffed, turning a little orange in annoyance. "I want to know what it feels like to have multiple orgasms in one go."
"Me too." Tsunami agreed. "But in order to do that, we have to work on your endurance. Clay and I could go for hours, but you'd be a quivering mess in only a few minutes. You can dish out orgasms, but you can't take them!"
Glory gave a moanful growl. She could take a long, slow screwing just as well as Tsunami - she just found it easier to cum quick. You never knew when Kestrel would find you touching yourself in a corner of the cave, and go off on a tirade about why all Rainwings are sluts and whores. She'd love to take her sweet time with a boy, but for now she had to make quick work with girls instead. And as she thought that, an idea came to mind.
"Fuck, Tsunami," She panted, her scales turning a magenta-pink, "We got to have Clay with us next time we do this! I read in one of the scrolls a thing that we could try with him, something called 'hotdogging'."
"You want to do what with a dog?" The Seawing asked, still slowly rocking her hips.
"Mmm, hotdogging." Glory repeated, "It's when a drake slides his cock between two pussies. It's supposed to feel amazing, especially for the girls. Can you imagine having Clay's cock between us? So hot, and thick? His big, strong arms holding and pinning us down? Pretty fucking hot, huh?" As she went on, she noticed Tsunami started picking up the pace, her pussy rubbing against her more and more.
"Yeah, I can." The Seawing agreed, her eyes taking a distant look to them. "Oh Spirits, what I'd do to feel him, even between us. Maybe his dick would slip into one of us, filling us with his big, beefy dick."
"Ooh, can you imagine what'd it feel like if he came in us?" Glory pressed, her tail starting to coil around Tsunami's thicker tail. "He has to have enough for both of us, right? He'd keep cumming and cumming and cumming, filling us up until our bellies are loaded with his eggs. You know Mudwings lay clutches up to a dozen, right?" The Seawing gave a whiny, needy moan, her hips moving of their own volition as they rubbed against Glory's pussy faster and faster.
"Bitch!" Tsunami growled, as she realized what the Rainwing intended. "You're not going to make cum with just a little dirty talk! I'm the Queen in this cave!"
"Ha! Prove it!" Glory dared, smiling tauntingly.
The Seawing snorted, "Don't say I didn't warn you!", and started slamming into her. Her pelvic thrusts were strong, hammering into the Rainwing like she was a drake. The chamber was now being filled with SMACK-SMACK-SMACK! of their pussies, and throaty, needy panting of two dragonesses. This was more Glory's speed - she liked getting physical, being controlled and handled by larger, stronger dragons. There was danger there, but also a thrill of giving up control and being dominated by someone she trusted. She could only hope Clay or Starflight or Sunny could make her cum as hard or as quick as Tsunami could: So far, her friend was an absolute master at girl-on-girl action.
Already, Glory could feel the pleasure and pressure building up inside her loins, as Tsunami's thrusts started becoming erratic, frantic. Her panting was becoming rapid-fire moans, her tongue rolling out of her mouth. The Seawing's glowscales were shining brighter and brighter, like a bomb about to explode.
"C'mon, Tsunami," Glory cried out, reaching her edge, "Make me cum, make me cum, make me cuuuuuummm!" She roared her pleasure to the heavens, every muscle below her hips quivering and spasming. She squirted, soaking their crotches in her slick love-juices. Her tail constricted around the Seawing's, squeezing hard enough to make her gasp in pained delight.
"That's right," Tsunami gloated, still rubbing herself hard and fast, "Remember who's Queen here, bitch. Now, hold still while I, I, fuckfuckfuckfuck!"
If Glory's climax was getting splashed with water, Tsunami's was like jumping into a pool. As she roared her pleasure and dominance, the Seawing's pussy drenched her lover's crotch, thighs and tail with her own juices. They ground and rubbed against each other, riding out their combined climaxes as a small puddle formed beneath them. After the better part of a minute, Tsunami rolled off, landing next to Glory. They stared into each other's eyes, nose to nose, breathing together.
"Was it good for you?" Tsunami asked, sounding a little more vulnerable than a few seconds ago.
"Very." Glory confirmed, flashing yellow. "How about you?"
"Amazing." The Seawing nuzzled her friend, holding her paws. "You know I love you, right?"
"I know. I love you too."
"You're my best friend, Glory. More than Clay, more than Sunny. I don't know what I'd do if I had to deal with Kestrel without you."
"I might've spat my venom on her months ago if we didn't have these sessions."
"I would spit on her, if I had venom." They chuckled together, giddy with afterglow. Glory leaned in for a kiss, and Tsunami returned it vigorously. She could still taste a little bit of Sunny on her tongue. As they laid together, making out in a puddle of their love, Sunny finally reentered the chamber.
"Girls!" She called, "Girls, you're never going to believe what I just... Aww, did you keep going without me?" The dragonesses broke off their kiss, looking up in surprise at the Sandwing.
"Sorry, Sunny," Glory apologized, "I guess we got a little... carried away. What's up?"
"You're never going to believe what I just saw Clay and Starflight doing in the storage chamber..." So Sunny told them. And as the three dragonesses continued their session of fornication, an idea began to bloom between them...