Greatness x Majestic x Xerophilous
Greatness
It should go without saying that during my mother's time (and for many of the Queens that came before), the Nightwings had a very dim view on "tail-sniffers" and "slit-lickers". Objectively, I've come to understand why we ostracized them so: our numbers were few, the resources of our island scarce and strenuously maintained. Everyone had to breed, when we were told to breed. Sex for fun was forbidden, and anything that risked spreading disease or broke families was cracked down on. By my time, it was so ingrained in our culture that we believed such "degeneracy" was a sign of weaker cultures. It was why we thought conquering the Rainwings would be so easy.
Then Xerophilous came, and showed us just how wrong we were.
I'm not going to retell my tale of romance between myself and my husband. It's been told a hundred times in a hundred ways. This time, I want to talk about my romance with our bodyguard, Majestic. Xero might've shown me love, but Maggy showed me sexuality.
Throughout the first few months of my stay, Maggy had taken me under her wing, helping me understand the ins and outs of Rainwing culture and my new responsibilities. During all this, I felt myself getting drawn closer and closer to her. At first, I put it up as finally having a friend (and a female friend at that), something that was sorely lacking when I grew up. But as time went on, I started to realize I was having similar feelings to her as I had with Xero. I'd never met a 'ness as strong and friendly and beautiful as her, and she made it so easy to just enjoy cuddling up next to her and enjoying her scent and touch.
Thank the Spirits she waited until after I gave myself to Xero.
In the days after my time with My King, I spent many nights with Maggy, watching over her eggs (and then mine), doing things that two girls who're very close to each other do: namely, making out. I became VERY well-versed in how flexible and tasty a Rainwing tongue could be, and how to make them change colors with the lightest touches. I got to enjoy a level of intimacy I'd never experienced before, and was only starting to get with Xero after our chat.
There was just ONE problem: I couldn't bring myself to go all the way with her.
It's so silly to think of now, but during our times together, whenever Maggy started to make moves below my waist, I'd get nervous and panicky and pull away. Majestic was cool with it every time - she respected my limits, and would keep things at the level I was comfortable with. But I could see in her eyes that part of her was a little hurt by my refusals, and it made me feel guilty that I couldn't go as far as Batty could, even as part of me wanted to. It took me longer than I'd care to admit to figure out why.
It was maybe three days after I laid my eggs, when the doctors said I was clear to be intimate again. We were in Maggy's room again, holding each other close as we had a passionate make out session. I could taste the grapes we snacked on her tongue an hour ago, my claws roaming across her sides just under her wings. Her arms were wrapped around my waist, pulling me close and pressing her chest against mine. It was so wonderful and heady, I almost didn't notice her tail sliding up between my legs. I tried to ignore it, to focus on Maggy's taste and scent and paws, but a growing sense of nervousness and panic started to rise in my chest as I felt her tail circle around my slit. I felt it touch my clit, and a spike of surprise ran up my spine.
"Mmmph!" I protested, pulling away from the Rainwing. I immediately regretted this, as I saw Maggy's face pass through annoyance and fear and hurt, before settling on concern. "I'm sorry," I apologized quickly, "I didn't-"
"I'm sorry," Maggy said at the same time, "Did I do something wrong?"
"No!" I almost shouted. I took a breath to calm myself, and repeated more calmly, "No, it's not you. You did nothing wrong."
"Do you not want to do this?" She asked, her voice gentle and without judgment, "If you're not comfortable going any further-"
"But I WANT to!" I growled, my tail lashing furiously, "I want to have sex with you! But it just feels… wrong, somehow. And I know that there's nothing wrong with us doing this, but there's like this block in my head that makes me feel skittish and it's SO ANNOYING!"
"Why?" She asked, "If you don't mind me asking. What makes you feel that way?"
I sighed, trying to articulate my feelings. "…I dunno," I said, "I guess… I guess it just feels wrong to have sex with someone without Xero here. I know that's dumb, and I know that Xero's okay with us being together, but it just feels like I'm doing something bad. Him not being here just feels like a betrayal, somehow."
Maggy turned a thoughtful blue. She looked me up and down, and I could see the gears turning in her head.
"So what if he was here, then?" She suggested, her tail swaying suggestively.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I think I know a way we can get you to open up…"
The next day was Xero's "free night". In a week, each of us had two nights to cuddle or sleep with him, and one night where he could be by himself, or have some or all of us. It was Batty's turn to mind all the eggs, which meant Maggy and I had the perfect opportunity to put our plan into action.
We'd already gotten our system down pat. Xero, like most drakes, is really easy to tease and play with. The caress of the tail, the brush of wings, the seductive and simmering stare you give while deepthroating a banana - Maggy knew it all. It was kind of cute, watching him blush or stare as our bodyguard gave him previews of the night ahead. I still lacked the Rainwing's confidence, and my attempts at being flirty left a lot to be desired. But Xero still appreciated the effort and sincerity, and even as I found myself blushing in embarrassment more often than not, his gentle smile warmed my heart, and made me so happy I got to have his eggs (and hopefully, he'd give me more).
As the day turned to night, Maggy told me to head to my room and wait for her to "wrangle their king". I went to my chamber, sitting on my bed, my stomach turning nervously as I waited for them to come. Moons, it felt like I was going to lose virginity again!
Just before the anticipation grew too intense (and I had to resort to taking measures into my own claws), my door opened again. Majestic came in first, her tail loosely wrapped around Xero's neck. Xerophilous had a dreamy look in his eyes, following her like a drunken sleepwalker. It was only as the door closed behind them that he looked up and realized where he was, his eyes meeting mine.
"We're here," Maggy announced, turning to face me, "Sorry I kept you waiting, dear. Our King was busy with a silly little project, and needed to be persuaded to follow me."
"I needed no persuading," Xero protested, "What self-respecting, ness-loving drake would turn down a threesome? Especially with two of his three girlfriends?"
"Well, tonight is a special night, My King," Maggy purred, releasing him and slowly approaching my side, "Nessy and I need your help with a little problem. You see, she wants to know what it's like to be with another dragoness, but she's been feeling guilty that you're not here to witness it. So, what I want you to do, My King, is just sit here-" She pushed him back, sitting him down against the wall, "-And watch as I service your Queen. Oh, and feel free to enjoy yourself while we have fun. I'm sure she'd love to see how much you enjoy this."
"Oh? Ohhh, I see." Xero smiled, leaning back against the wall. He spread his legs, his paw dropping to his crotch. "By all means, don't keep her waiting on my account."
Maggy turned and hopped into bed, climbing above me like a hungry leopard. My heart raced again, my body frozen stiff under her simmering gaze. Her scales had turned a playful pink and lustful magenta, her frill fully extended. She leaned close, her lips brushing against my ear, her frill tickling my nose.
"I'm going to be a little more aggressive this time," She warned me, "Just try to relax and enjoy the moment. You can watch Xero work himself if that helps you. Do you remember the safeword?"
"Kaleidoscope?"
"Good girl." She pressed down on my chest, licking my throat in a display of lust and dominance. She repositioned herself above me, her paws on my wings as she straddled me, her crotch just above mine. I whimpered under her touch, submitting to her lead. THIS part I enjoyed every time. It might not be very Queenly, but there was something so incredibly hot about having someone exert control over me. Of trusting someone enough to do whatever they want to me, and know that I'm safe in their paws.
As she lavished me with licks and kisses, I glanced over at my king. Xero was watching us intently, his paw between his legs, rubbing around his genital slit. I could see the tip of his penis start to emerge, a dark pink pillar starting to emerge from the shadows.
He's enjoying this. He really likes this. An erotic thrill ran up my spine, watching him stroke his drakehood as our lover kissed and teased me. His arousal and approval was just as hot as the gentle, creeping tail sliding up my legs. When Maggy went for my thigh, I didn't resist. She lifted herself higher, giving him a better view of our pussies. Xero stared at our rears, groaning with arousal, taking hold of his spear as it came to full arousal.
"Look how much he likes this," She whispered, her tail caressing my folds, "Look how hard he is, and we only just started. Nothing turns a drake on quite as much as two 'nesses going at it for him. Even when we're not around, he'll think about this moment, pleasuring himself to the thought of his Queens making love with each other."
I whimpered in agreement, holding onto her as her tip pressed against my slit. She pressed, and I clenched reflexively, the touch almost overwhelming. I looked at my husband's erection - hard, slick, throbbing - and I imagined that pressing against me, as it had many times before. I shuddered, making myself relax. The appendage pressed harder, and slid in gracefully.
I gasped, and was met with Rainwing lips. I closed my eyes and opened my mouth, letting Maggy press her tongue against mine. I gave myself to her, letting her fill and control me from both ends. She lacked my husband's heat, but she had just as much strength, and her tail could twist and coil and wiggle better than any tongue. I felt like I was flying over the Moons, my entire body feeling weightless as pleasure ran through me. Soon, I was clinging to her, gyrating my hips against her tail with each thrust.
Maggy broke the kiss to breathe, her taste lingering on my tongue as saliva connected us. She glanced behind us, and beamed with confident sensuality. "How're you doing, My King?"
"Hmmph," Xero grunted, fapping himself at a steady rate. Droplets of precum were dribbling out, raining down and twinkling in the moonlight before they hit the floor. "I think I'm getting close. Should I, um, find a leaf or bush and leave? Or-"
"I've got a better idea," Maggy interjected, sidling off of me, "Why don't you cum over here, and mark your queen in your seed?"
We both stared at her for a moment. Xero isn't really one for pulling out. He'd say, "Pullout isn't really an effective method of contraception. It leaves a mess, and honestly kinda ruins the orgasm." The Rainwings were more than happy to swallow and be filled (especially with our constant supply of moon tea), and getting bred always felt amazing. But being marked like that? To be covered in cum like some common whore? It seemed so filthy, so degrading, so wrong.
So why was I biting my lip in want?
Not seeing me protest, he nodded, getting up and approaching us. Maggy stepped aside, her tail and claw still working my slit. Xero carefully stepped over us, one paw still pumping his drakehood passionately. We looked into each other's eyes, both of us panting and on the edge.
"Nessy…" He panted, fapping faster.
"Xero…" I gasped, my paw starting to rub my clit in tight little circles.
"Come on, My King," Maggy egged on, smiling lustfully, "Finish on her. Cover her belly in stars."
The Sandwing shuddered and moaned. This simple phrase was enough to push him over the edge, as his member twitched and spasmed in his paw, and jets of thick, virile cream splattered across me. His seed spat ontomy body in hot little drops, dotting everything from my belly all the way to my neck (a pearl necklace to compliment the pearls on my horns).
"Wow!" Our Rainwing complimented, pulling her tail away to watch, "That's some range, My King. It's only been a day since your last coupling. I think your load's getting bigger."
"Must be," He sighed, laying down next to me, "I think my balls were starting to ache before we started. You girls have been spoiling me."
"But we're not done yet," Maggy said, leaning over me again, "Our Princess hasn't finished. Why don't you start servicing our mate while I clean her up?"
"Wait!" I interjected, stopping them as they started to switch. They both looked at me in surprise, I felt cheeks redden with embarrassment, as I forced myself to ask, "I mean… can I make a request?"
"Of course, love," Maggy said, "This is your night, after all."
"Can we do your plan… but switched?" As much as I knew of my husband's oral skills, I wanted to keep pushing myself and get comfortable with Majestic servicing me. Not only that, but… well, part of me was curious as to how far I could get Xero to go. I felt comfortable enough that I thought I could do anything he asked of me, but would he do the same? Even if it meant eating his own seed off me - something that most males seemed horrified by?
Xero's face cycled through a series of emotions, before settling on acceptance, and shrugged. "If that's what you want-" He started.
"Hold on," Maggy interrupted, holding a paw to his chest and turning to me. I thought she disapproved, until I saw the suggestive arch of her brow. "Nessy, you're a Queen, aren't you? Why don't you order us to do your request? It's your night, after all."
"Oh?… Oh, right!" I remembered Maggy mentioned that to me before, that she was a "Switch": She liked being able to guide and teach virgins like she did with Xero and Batty, but she loved it when they got to assert their dominance back on her. Taking a moment to focus, I spoke in the commanding voice Mother would sometimes use to command servants.
"Guard," I ordered Majestic, "Service your Queen. Xero, clean up this mess you've made."
"Yes, My Queen," Maggy replied, her scales so bright yellow and pink it almost hurt my eyes. They switched positions, and now the Rainwing was kneeling between my legs as the Sandwing lowered his head to my belly. He paused, staring down at drops of his essence, and I could see the gears turning as he thought it over. Maggy and I were staring at him, watching and waiting to see if he was going to do it. Finally, he made his decision, and his long black tongue flicked against my scales, licking away the cum. He swallowed, blanching for the briefest of moments before he moved to the next.
"Heh, I knew it," Maggy snickered, dropping below my crotch, "I knew you were a Service-Top."
Xero stopped mid-lick, raising a confused eyebrow as his tongue tickled my belly. "Imma whath nowh?"
"Don't talk with your mouth full," She teased, her paws gently rubbing and squeezing my thighs. When she talked, I could feel her hot breath on my slit, sending delightful thrills up my spine. "Service-Top. It means that you get off on satisfying your partner, even as you're the one fucking rather than getting fucked. You enjoy pleasing your lovers, even if it's at your expense."
Xero paused, thinking it over. Then he smiled and nodded, as he sometimes did when one of us convinced him of a point. "Makes sense to me," He agreed, licking another puddle off my belly. I shivered under his touch, and his smile grew bigger. "Nothing makes me more like a drake," He continued, "And more like an Alpha male, than making my mates happy. I love it when I can make them moan my name. I love it when I can make you cum."
He licked me again, watching me as his tongue ran along my scales. My breath caught in my throat, my heart beating a rapid rhythm. I was so focused on his gentle ministrations, I didn't notice Maggy lowering her head until I felt something warm and wet rub across my slit.
The sound I made then was completely undignified. I'm not saying her tongue wasn't better than my husband's drakehood, but Fuck The Three Moons if it wasn't close! It was warm and wet and flexible like her tail, dragging against my folds and tickling my delicate clitoris.
"Oh holy fuck!" I cursed, arching my back as she gave me another lick. I might've pushed her off if Xero hadn't been on top of me, his paws holding me down by my wings.
"Mmmm, I think she likes it," Maggy giggled, her tail wagging behind her. She licked me again, flicking her tip against my clit. I whimpered happily as my nerves sang, my toes curling and my legs wrapping around her neck.
"I've waited a looong time to do this," She murmured, as she started lapping at my folds. I sighed, closing my eyes and letting my head roll back, as I let my partners lavish and worship me. I couldn't believe I'd been resisting this for weeks - I knew Maggy's tongue was amazingly talented when it came to kissing, but when put to eating a 'ness out? Xero had pleasured me like that once or twice before, and while he was attentive and loving in his servicing, it was clear who was the student and who was the master. Still, I enjoyed the warm, gentle tongue of my king on my chest, even as I reveled in Maggy's worship.
Without thinking, my paws went down to them, grabbing both of their horns gently but firmly. Xero chuckled and Maggy purred, and the licking became more insistent.
"Maggy," Xero murmured, his tongue reaching my neck, "Check if she has a G-Spot."
"If I have a wha-Ooohhh!" I yelped in surprise as I felt her tongue press against one spot in my cooch. Like every other lick and lap she'd done, it felt amazing. This, however, wasn't what she was looking for.
"Nada," She announced, kissing my clit, "Looks like Batty's still the special one."
"Ah, oh, sorry," I whimpered, not really in a state to consider their words.
"It's okay, love," Xero whispered, as he nuzzled my ear, "Most 'nesses don't have them. Batty might be the only one I can give a super-orgasm to, but that just means I have to give you more attention and love to get you off. A fair trade, if I may say so."
Considering everything else… Yes, I believe he was right.
He reached my lips, and we started making out. I thought I could taste his seed on his tongue - salty and sweet - as I let him explore my mouth. Maggy moved her tongue faster and harder, her talons rubbing little circles around my sensitive nub. With my husband at my top, and sister-wife at my bottom, sharing the pleasures of male and female with me, I couldn't resist any longer.
My orgasm was powerful, almost as great as my first time. I pulled away from Xero to howl at the Moons and Stars, holding onto Maggy's horn as I bucked against her muzzle. I writhed under my lovers, my body filled with absolute bliss that I announced to the world. I held onto Xero like a lifeline, my legs wrapped tightly around Maggy's neck, holding her tongue and mouth deep into my cunt.
After what could've been an hour or five seconds, I started to come down. My body relaxed, and I released my lovers, tired and tingly and over the moons. My legs fell off the Rainwing's body, and Maggy raised her head smugly, licking away my juices from her lips.
"So," She asked smugly, "How was it? Am I as good as Xero?"
"…Yes," I sighed, still feeling tingly all over, "So good. I wish I could wake up every morning to that."
"Agreed," Xero said, "Orgasms are the best ways to wake up in the morning. Ain't that right, Maggy?"
"Absolutely," Maggy agreed, resting her head on my belly, "Some dragons start their day with cocoa or tea or coca leaves. I like to start mine with the taste of cum or pussyjuice."
I buried my face in my paws, trying to hide the giggles that bubbled forth. Xero snickered beside me, and soon we were all laughing at her casual vulgarity. Dragons don't always consider how wonderful moments like this - this post-coital bonding - is to a relationship. There in that bed, cuddling up with my mates, is one of my favorite of those early months. As my husband nuzzled my neck, and my paws gently rubbed my lovers' frill, the only thing I could think of was returning the favor somehow. To show I could love them like they loved me.
"Guys," I asked, "Can we… have another round? I want to… I want to return the favor. I want to pleasure you like you pleasured me."
She raised her eyebrows, streaks of yellow, gold and rose-pink lining her body. "Do you now?" She crooned, getting up and climbing up into bed. I scooted down and we switched places, her tail curled up and covering her crotch. "And what about our king?" She prompted, nodding at Xero, "Are you just going to let him watch us again?"
"No…" I bit my lip, looking at him with pleading, lustful eyes. "I want you to mount me, my king. I want your hot Sandwing cock inside me. I want you to fuck my royal pussy and fill me with your eggs again. Claim me as your favorite concubine!"
They stared at me for a hot second, and I worried that I might've overdone it. But then Maggy covered her muzzle to hide a giggle, and Xero started growing this knowing, lustful smile, like I'd just figured out a lewd riddle for him.
"You think you're teasing," He growled, sliding off the bed, "But the joke's on you, because that is my fetish."
My eyes went wide at that. "Wait… really?"
"He's not kidding," Maggy added, "It's one of the reasons he never pulls out. He's knocked up every girl he's slept with, so why not pretend we're his personal breeders, desperate for eggs? It can be pretty hot, feeling this big, strong male pin us against a bed, slamming his hot, thick dick over and over into you, filling you with his seed, knowing full well that you're gonna lay a whole clutch of eggs for your king." Her gaze turned distant, her purple scales turning magenta again.
"I hadn't thought of it before coming here," Xero said, brushing against my side as he played with my tail, "And I wouldn't do it for real without a ton of moon tea, but I wouldn't be completely against 'breeding' every single Rainwing 'ness in this jungle. It's a hot little fantasy, imagining myself putting an egg in every female that worships me, until the whole tribe ends up with little stingers and golden scales." He grinned and looked at me lustfully. "Maybe even do the same with the Nightwings. Ride them all like their Princess rode me."
Three Moons, I could already feel myself getting wet again.
"Enough about him," Maggy insisted, grabbing one of my horns, "Show me what you've learned. Serve me, my needy Nightwing slut."
I blushed, but let her pull me close, the scent of her arousal filling my nose. Her slit was moist and dripping, making her scales shiny and starting to stain the sheets. Her aroma filled my nostrils, making my mind race with the most lurid fantasies, and I couldn't hold back any longer. I stuck my tongue out, dragging it up across her folds from base to clit. Her shiver was followed by a gasp of delight. She pulled me close enough to press my lips against her slit, and I didn't resist. I licked her again and again and again, savoring her taste, flicking my tongue against her clit.
"That's it, My Queen," She said, letting her head fall back, "Use that tongue. Oh yes, lick my pearl like a lychee. Drink me in like a morning tea. Don't, ah, don't be afraid to go deeper. J-just because I d-don't have a G-Spot doesn't, hah!, doesn't mean I don't enjoy your tongue in me!"
Under her careful directions, I pleasured my lover as she'd pleasured me. Behind me, I felt Xero's warm paws grab my waist as he mounted me, his cock sliding against my holes. I whimpered like a needy scavenger, pressing back against his divine heat. I lifted my tail higher, wrapping it around him to pull him closer.
"Get ready, love," Xero announced, his cock getting into position, "I'm going to ride you good and proper tonight. You're gonna need a gallon of moon tea for what I'm about to fill you with." My mind was filled with images of my pussy full and gaping with cum, of my scales sprinkled in so much white I became an honorary Icewing. I felt my pussy wink, feeling his tip on my lips. I didn't stop to tell him to give me everything he had, but my love was smart enough to get the message. Gripping my hips hard enough to get a gasp out of me, I heard him growl quietly, and he shoved his big, hot, glorious cock inside me.
I could go on and on about how amazing Xero's cock is, how hot it is, how it seems made for me as it fills and stretches me in every way I enjoy. Just as I could go on about how delicious Maggy's cunt was. But taking both at once? All higher brain function took a five minute break, as I gave in completely to the pleasure I was feeling. I whimpered and mewled into her cunt, trying and failing to have my tongue match his thrusts.
"Oh fucking spirits!" Xero growled, plunging himself into me again and again, "If only you could see what I'm seeing. Two of my favorite nesses, a Princess eating a bodyguard out for her king. Getting a Nightwing and a Rainwing at once."
"Truly, you're blessed, my king." Maggy agreed, placing a paw on my head. I moaned agreeably, enjoying the praise and pleasure. I squeezed and released at his cock, and thrusted my tongue deeper, eager to bring them closer to completion. She pulled me deeper into her muff, and he thrusted harder and faster, as both of them were rapidly reaching their second edge.
They were using me for their pleasure. I was a Princess, and yet I was also their toy. I was her dildo, and I was his cocksleeve. I would lift my tail and spread my legs whenever they asked, letting them use me however they wished, and enjoy every single second of it.
The thought that I would give myself so willingly to the loves of my life pushed me over the edge, and I came. I whined and mewled into Rainwing pussy as my body tensed and pleasure overtook me. I squeezed and milked my husband's cock, desperate to get him to fill me as pleasure filled my soul.
Xero wasn't far off. He thrusted hard and fast and feral, before I felt his tip touch my cervix, and he roared. He came, hot and thick and virile jizz splattering against my walls. His claws dug into my waist, holding me in place as he filled me with his seed. The room lit up as he breathed a jet of fire, only barely missing the ceiling.
Seeing two lovers cum in front of her must've been enough of a show for Maggy. She roared her climax for the whole jungle to hear, her walls clenching around my tongue. I was buffeted by the exquisite taste of her femcum, and the spectacular display of her scales going through the whole rainbow before my eyes. They were so bright and so flashy, I started feeling myself becoming hypnotized, complimenting the bliss of my orgasm.
We rode our collective orgasms together, grunting and moaning and writhing against each other. Finally, Maggy's legs released their grip, and Xero hopped off as his dick slid out. I used what was left of my strength to climb onto her chest, nuzzling up against her as my limbs finally gave out. My bodyguard lover kissed my forehead, pulling me into a snuggle. The bed shifted as Xero hopped on, and both of us sighed as we felt his warm wings and limbs wrap around us.
"Feeling good, loves?" Xero asked, nuzzling up against me.
"Absolutely," Maggy purred, her scales a happy and loving yellow and pink, "What about you, my Queen? How was your first bisexual experience?"
It took me a few seconds to respond, as I tried to put into words how I was feeling. Between his warmth and her scent, his powerful cock and her delightful tongue, a whole new world had been opened up to me. I craved cock. I craved pussy. I craved both in equal measure, to fill and be filled over and over again. Instead of words, I settled on kissing them both, and holding them tight.
"This," I purred, "Was one of the best nights of my life. You two are the best lovers a Queen could ask for. And I… I would love to do this again. Maybe even with Batty."
They both smiled, happy to hear my positive review. And I meant what I said about Batty. We were moving past our initial tension, and I did find her pretty in a cutesy, aloof nerd kind of way. If we were going to be equals running the kingdom, I had to be willing to do everything My Queen wanted of me, including handling her needs.
As we fell asleep in each other's limbs, I dreamed of taking all the cocks, eating all the pussies, and making love to every Nightwing, Rainwing and Sandwing I could get my paws on…