“Why don't you get in first?”
I insisted as I gave my otter friend, Blackymoon, a wink and a friendly slap on the ass. He giggled and waded his way into the clear lake. His thick tail swayed to and fro, teasingly. He guided his webbed paws alongside him as he walked, feeling the resistance of the cool liquid. As his rump slowly vanished beneath the surface of the water, he glanced back at me and used the tip of his tail to flick some water on me.
“Oh no you didn't!”
I exclaimed as a smile stretched across my muzzle, and I ran in after him. I leapt and tackled him into the lake, my mass causing a respectable splash on its own. We tumbled a bit under the water before resurfacing, still clung together. We both chuckled briefly, and the grabbing turned to hugging, which turned to an affectionate embrace. We rested our heads on each others' shoulders and enjoyed our combined warmth in the midst of the chilly water.
Suddenly, he slipped through my grasp and down into the water. Before I knew what he was doing, I felt a gentle tug on my sheath. It was time to have some fun, and put his otter-skills to good use. My pink tip slid its way out of its sheath and was promptly greeted by the welcoming maw of an overzealous otter. I found myself already pumping and humping through the water, holding my friend's head against my crotch. Then, being the talented little mustelid he was, Blacky rotated his entire body, with my shaft as a fulcrum, ending up with his slender, curvy, pink otter cock right in my face. I wrapped my long dragon-tongue around it and yanked it into my muzzle. As I licked and sucked my little friend, I reached around with both my paws, one fondling his fuzzy orbs, and the other discretely exploring his backside.
As we floated in the lake, having a muzzle-fuck-fest complete with groping and moaning, the weight of my drenched fur became more and more apparent. Not wanting to get exhausted too easily, I let his cock escape my lips, giving Blacky the hint that we should move on. Finally, his warm oral grip on my shaft was released and he came back up to meet my other head. I wasted no time and grabbed his paw and started swimming to shore.
We hardly made it to dry land before we rolled over on the damp grass, hugging and kissing even more passionately than before. Our rods ground against each other, and I reached down to give us a few mutual fist pumps. Of course, my hand was quickly made slick with pre, our favorite natural lubricant. I used my other paw to flip him over, and lifted his tail up high so I could reach beneath it and lather up his pucker, preparing it for my thick, throbbing meat. He cooed out as my fingers penetrated him, ensuring our ride would be smooth and easy. I retracted my sticky, slippery paw from his tailhole and it joined my other paw to grip his tail as I guided my rod between his legs.
“Don't you dare go easy on me...”
The otter muttered, and that was one request I was more than happy to oblige. In one thrust, yanking on his tail and gripping his waist for maximum leverage, I speared him all the way up to my knot. He cried out in pleasure as the hot, massive meat stick entered him. I pulled out until only the tip remained between his cheeks, then thrusted again with the same amount of force, illiciting another yelp of ecstasy from the receiver. I kept up this heavy rhythm for several minutes, feeling my knot grow bigger and bigger with each hump, slamming it against his reluctant rump.
He was clearly doing his best to minimize his muscular tension, and I matched him by pushing further, opening his ring a bit more each time. Finally, I grabbed his hips with both my paws and pulled with all my might. My enormous knot popped past his entrance like magic, and that was all my otter friend could stand. I felt his muscles spasm wildly as he unloaded his spunk across the ground and into the lake from which we came. His intense orgasm was enough to send me over the edge, and I shot my own seed deep into his bowels. Our heartbeats synched and our jets of cum followed suit.
After nearly a minute of juices flowing from our spasming cocks, the streams turned to drizzles, and our bodies began to recognize their own exhaustion. I leaned over his shoulder and gave him a peck on the cheek, and we both laid there, panting, out of breath, and satisfied.
I insisted as I gave my otter friend, Blackymoon, a wink and a friendly slap on the ass. He giggled and waded his way into the clear lake. His thick tail swayed to and fro, teasingly. He guided his webbed paws alongside him as he walked, feeling the resistance of the cool liquid. As his rump slowly vanished beneath the surface of the water, he glanced back at me and used the tip of his tail to flick some water on me.
“Oh no you didn't!”
I exclaimed as a smile stretched across my muzzle, and I ran in after him. I leapt and tackled him into the lake, my mass causing a respectable splash on its own. We tumbled a bit under the water before resurfacing, still clung together. We both chuckled briefly, and the grabbing turned to hugging, which turned to an affectionate embrace. We rested our heads on each others' shoulders and enjoyed our combined warmth in the midst of the chilly water.
Suddenly, he slipped through my grasp and down into the water. Before I knew what he was doing, I felt a gentle tug on my sheath. It was time to have some fun, and put his otter-skills to good use. My pink tip slid its way out of its sheath and was promptly greeted by the welcoming maw of an overzealous otter. I found myself already pumping and humping through the water, holding my friend's head against my crotch. Then, being the talented little mustelid he was, Blacky rotated his entire body, with my shaft as a fulcrum, ending up with his slender, curvy, pink otter cock right in my face. I wrapped my long dragon-tongue around it and yanked it into my muzzle. As I licked and sucked my little friend, I reached around with both my paws, one fondling his fuzzy orbs, and the other discretely exploring his backside.
As we floated in the lake, having a muzzle-fuck-fest complete with groping and moaning, the weight of my drenched fur became more and more apparent. Not wanting to get exhausted too easily, I let his cock escape my lips, giving Blacky the hint that we should move on. Finally, his warm oral grip on my shaft was released and he came back up to meet my other head. I wasted no time and grabbed his paw and started swimming to shore.
We hardly made it to dry land before we rolled over on the damp grass, hugging and kissing even more passionately than before. Our rods ground against each other, and I reached down to give us a few mutual fist pumps. Of course, my hand was quickly made slick with pre, our favorite natural lubricant. I used my other paw to flip him over, and lifted his tail up high so I could reach beneath it and lather up his pucker, preparing it for my thick, throbbing meat. He cooed out as my fingers penetrated him, ensuring our ride would be smooth and easy. I retracted my sticky, slippery paw from his tailhole and it joined my other paw to grip his tail as I guided my rod between his legs.
“Don't you dare go easy on me...”
The otter muttered, and that was one request I was more than happy to oblige. In one thrust, yanking on his tail and gripping his waist for maximum leverage, I speared him all the way up to my knot. He cried out in pleasure as the hot, massive meat stick entered him. I pulled out until only the tip remained between his cheeks, then thrusted again with the same amount of force, illiciting another yelp of ecstasy from the receiver. I kept up this heavy rhythm for several minutes, feeling my knot grow bigger and bigger with each hump, slamming it against his reluctant rump.
He was clearly doing his best to minimize his muscular tension, and I matched him by pushing further, opening his ring a bit more each time. Finally, I grabbed his hips with both my paws and pulled with all my might. My enormous knot popped past his entrance like magic, and that was all my otter friend could stand. I felt his muscles spasm wildly as he unloaded his spunk across the ground and into the lake from which we came. His intense orgasm was enough to send me over the edge, and I shot my own seed deep into his bowels. Our heartbeats synched and our jets of cum followed suit.
After nearly a minute of juices flowing from our spasming cocks, the streams turned to drizzles, and our bodies began to recognize their own exhaustion. I leaned over his shoulder and gave him a peck on the cheek, and we both laid there, panting, out of breath, and satisfied.
Churr~~ such a nice and sexy romp being pictured delicately again by \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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Well ... as the story already told you, here we have Auric Dragon and me just after a nice and hard romp on the lakeside with him sloppily pulling his softening draconic peen out of my overfilled rump, oh churr was it fun and intense <3
I hope you enjoy the sexy picture and story :3
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