Dana's pointy snout smooshing against her own rounded one was making Irine's head spin as they kissed. The pressure of their breasts pressed against each other was making her loins tense. The feel of her tail wrapped around Dana's more rigid one was making her knees quiver. Irine was in pure bliss. She hoped Dana was feeling the same. Her worry that Dana might not be feeling it caused her to pull her lips away from their all-encompassing kiss. Shortly after, Dana opened her eyes in confusion. “Is something wrong?” asked Dana. “Are we... rushing this too much?” wondered Irine, “I've got no idea if this is what I want, and I don't want to make you feel like I'm forcing my uncertainty on you.” Dana let out a lone, small chuckle, placing a hand on Irine's cheek. “You're not forcing anything on me,” she said softly, “We're probably rushing it, yes... but I'm more than happy to let you experiment. I already know who I am, but if I can help you figure yourself out, then I'm happy. Right now, for instance, there's nowhere I'd rather be.” Dana's affirmation that she was enjoying herself thrilled Irine. She unravelled her tail from around Dana's while she planted another quick kiss on her lips. “How did I ever think you're scary?” she asked as she lifted herself up into a sitting position. “Phobia's are funny things,” replied Dana, “Sometimes they don't make much sense.” “I feel so silly,” grumbled Irine, “not knowing what I'm doing.” “You were doing a pretty good job of kissing. I get the feeling you know more than you think.” Irine's gaze wandered over Dana's naked, amazing bronze torso and down her stomach. When she got down to Dana's black knickers, she started blushing. Once she realised she was staring, she quickly looked away. Dana noticed her companion's shy gaze and let out a tiny chuckle. “You want to see, don't you?” she ventured. Irine wrung her hands together in embarrassment, keeping her gaze on the far wall and blushing deeper. Dana leaned and reached down to her knickers and in one easy move, pulled them off and threw them onto her dress on the floor. “Take your time, dear,” she said, “But if you decide you don't want to go further, I have no qualms.” “Don't be daft,” replied Irine, “I WANT to go further... I just don't want to get it wrong.” “Well, you'll never find out by staring at the wall. As I said, take you time. I'll just fill in my time by enjoying the view.” She punctuated the statement by gently running the tip of her longer tail fin up Irine's back, causing the little lizard to squirm and shake as the tickling feeling ran down her spine. “DON'T!” she pouted like a little schoolgirl, turning around to slap Dana's tickly fin tip away... and freezing when she caught a glimpse of that naked groin. Dana didn't have a slit hiding her bits at all. The slits must be a boy shark thing, Irine thought briefly before her attention was again engulfed by her surprise. Dana seemed to be even more exposed than she was, with her lips puffing outward slightly from her opening and her clit ever so slightly visible between them at the top. Irine could feel herself losing control of her thoughts the longer her eyes were upon Dana's delicate flower. “Um... wow,” was all she could utter, dumbfounded. “You're quite the looker yourself, girl,” mused Dana, “As I said, I'm quite happy to just lie hear and enjoy the view.” “But... you're naked, and I'm still wearing my underwear! I feel as though we're not playing on equal footing here.” “Equal enough for me, Irine. I honestly didn't think we were going to get anywhere near this far at all, so I'm more than happy. You do what you feel comfortable doing. I'm not going to force anything.” Irine was surprised how casually Dana was handling the situation. She felt tenser than a guitar string, while Dana was practically unravelling at the seams. Despite what had been said, she felt like she owed Dana at least a look at her own parts. It was unfair for only one of them to have all exposed, so she reached down and removed her own knickers, turning so that the girls were facing each another. “You're just so precious,” said Dana, gazing over every inch of Irine, “But are you sure you want to go further?” “Not really,” admitted Irine, “But we're already as far as we can go, aren't we?” “Not... quite,” blushed Dana, “There's still... a little bit further.” Irine clicked as to what was meant by the statement. “Oh, THAT? But... I don't own any toys.” “I'm sure you've used your fingers and tail, right? You don't need toys or boys for fun.” Irine paused as she thought, taking in every graceful inch of Dana's body, Dana returning every ounce of attention. Fuck it, she thought, this was happening. “Do you want me to do something to you, or are you more of the 'do something to someone else' type?” Dana pursed her lips in thought. “I don't know. Unless you'd prefer me to start, I'm more than happy either way.” Irine shuffled a bit closer and lay a hand on Dana's thigh, gently stroking up and down, getting closer and closer to her intimates. “I've got no idea if I'm doing this right, and I still don't know if–” “Shh,” shushed Dana, using her tail fins as a hand across Irine's mouth, “You've already told me, I know. Please don't feel like you HAVE to do anything. Cuddles are more than enough.” Again, Dana's reassurance that she was perfectly fine with nothing happening put Irine at ease. She gently moved her hand up Dana's thigh and let it rest on her groin. The feel of the soft, juicy opening was making her awestruck. Irine felt Dana's abdomen tense and heard her surprised inhale. Obviously, she hadn't been expecting any actual contact to happen, despite everything leading up to this moment. That excited Irine even more, and she experimentally moved her hand up and down, rubbing over the exterior of what was hidden within those feminine hips. Irine's other hand started reaching for her own opening, but she was able to stop herself before actual contact. She was still worked up from this morning – if anyone was going to finish her off at this point, it was going to be the shark of her deranged fantasy, not herself. Instead, she moved it up to stroke the base of Dana's tail and ring around her anus. The shark's legs were quivering under her gentle touch. “You've NEVER done this before?” gasped Dana, “I don't believe you.” “Not on anyone ELSE, I haven't,” replied Irine, “But remember that I'm a girl myself... I've had at least a little bit of practice.” Dana continued quivering and gasping her breaths as Irine slowly rubbed around her vagina and ass. Dana was enjoying herself, but wanted to return the favour. It felt rude to be the centre of attention while doing nothing in return for her companion. “Wait, dear,” she sputtered, “I'm being rude. Let me do something for you for a bit.” “No,” replied Irine, pausing briefly when she realised how she'd sounded, “Sorry, Dana, that's not what I meant. Yes, I'd love for something to happen, but just not now. I've been worked up since I woke up this morning... If anything goes on down under, I won't be able to focus. Let me go for a little longer – I'll let you know when I feel ready.” “Alright then.” In an attempt to spice things up and satisfy her curiousity further, Irine plunged her index finger inside Dana's hooch. So moist, so soft... so warm. Her own fanny felt cold in comparison to this heavenly heat. “Are you feverish?”she asked in confusion, “It's very warm in there.” “No, not feverish,” replied Dana through squeaks of pleasure, “I'm not a lizard, remember? You're a bit more cold-blooded than I am.” It was all the reassurance Irine needed. She turned her hand and curled her finger so that whenever she went in or out, she rubbed against that sharky clit. Dana's legs were violently shaking now, her moans more frequent and noisy, and her tail was moving in a wagging motion. Irine grinned when she heard the tail begin rhythmically slapping against the bed. “Isn't wagging typically a doggy thing?” she teased. “Shush!” squeaked Dana, “You're just... really... REALLY... good at... this! … Oh GOD...” The massive shark was powerless before the tiny lizard's index finger probing in and out of her most sensitive place. She was crestfallen when Irine stopped. “What's happening?” asked Dana in confusion, “Why are we stopping?” “I just realised I have something a bit more substantial than my finger,” replied Irine, placing her tail up Dana's abdomen and chest, then slowly sliding it back down towards her wet pussy. Dana eyed the tip of the tail in alarm. “That's quite a bit thicker than a dick,” she pointed out apprehensively, “The biggest thing I've ever stuck in there was a dolphin dildo.” “Well, we're both trying something new, then,” said Irine, holding onto her tail tip to aim it and gingerly pressing it to Dana's groin, “I would never do anything to deliberately hurt you.” Dana inhaled and exhaled deeply. “I believe you,” she consented. Now it was lined up, Irine let go of her tail and slowly slid the tip inside Dana's flower. The horny shark gasped once in surprise and as Irine ventured deeper and deeper, she started gasp-moaning, sounding almost like a softly whining dog. “I guess you really ARE a dog inside,” joked Irine. Dana couldn't say anything. As she rapidly gasped and moaned, staring transfixed at the ceiling, she lifted a hand and pulled the finger at Irine, who just chuckled heartily at the immaturity and started moving her tail tip from side to side within those slurping depths. “How... how deep are we?” Dana managed to gasp. “I... don't know,” replied Irine, “I'd say about ten inches? I haven't been keeping count.” Dana's tail was whacking the bed with greater intensity and frequency. Irine could also feel her interior clenching and unclenching periodically around her tail. “Faster,” breathed Dana, “Go faster... I'm close.” Irine wanted the moment to last just a bit longer, lying down face-first below Dana's smokin'-hot crotch. She didn't speed up – she kept her deliberate pace and instead, against her better judgement, decided to gently stick her finger into Dana's anus and tickle around in there for a bit. Irine was hoping that her parents wouldn't be home any time soon, and she was a hundred percent certain that the boys could hear what was going on – what with Dana's wagging tail slapping periodically against the bed and her gasping moans getting louder and squeakier as she came closer and closer to climax. Then it happened. Dana let out several loud exhales as she shook from the pleasure of it, Irine taken by surprise. Dana's ass tensed, clenched and unclenched around her finger, nearly trapping it in there, and the convulsions within her fanny squeezed and released against her tail in heavenly motions. She could feel the wetness within Dana getting even wetter, and braced herself for a faceful of squirt that never came. Her tail must've kept it in. Irine extracted her finger from Dana's loosening hole and gently pulled her tail from the shark's exhausted pussy, strings of juices keeping them attached for some time after the removal. Dana simply lay on her back, eyes closed, gasping and panting her bliss away. ***** Marco pulled back from his kissing with Ezra when he heard a loud 'thump!' coming from upstairs... in Irine's bedroom. He listened for a bit, wondering if he'd heard things, until he heard another 'thump!' “Can you hear that?” he asked Ezra. Ezra perked up his ears and listened. 'Thump!' There it was again. “What do you suppose it is?” he asked. “I don't know... do you think I should go up there and make sure she's not throwing a fit and destroying her room? Ezra considered for a moment. “Maybe... I don't think your parents would want to replace another bookcas– WAIT! Can you hear that? Marco paused again. NOW he could hear it: barely audible female moaning, going in semi-rhythm with the thumping. “Is that... DANA'S voice?!” he asked in astonishment. “I think it is,” Ezra gazed at the ceiling above them, roughly where Irine's room was, “Holy hell, I think they might be...” “No! MY BIG SISTER?! Doing THAT?! I oughta go up there and give them a piece of my mind! Tomfoolery on what can't even be considered a first date, the cheek!” Marco made to stand up, but was stopped by Ezra putting his arm across him. Marco glared angrily at his husband. “Are you trying to stop me from saving my sister?!” “No, I'm not,” laughed Ezra, amused by Marco's sudden one-eighty regarding his sister's blooming relationship, “But are you listening to yourself? Not half a day ago you were trying to get them together... and now that they actually ARE together, you're trying to break them apart!” “I'm not trying to break them apart,” said Marco, staring at the ceiling where the thumping was coming from, “I'm just trying to get up there to remind them that they haven't even been on a true date!” “Marco, honey,” said Ezra softly, placing his hand on Marco's cheek and turning his face so that they were gazing into each other's eyes, “Remember how we first started going out? There was no first date or anything. Just me trying to convince you that watching porn together and letting out a quick load would make sharing the same bed less back-pokey. Hell, we even screwed each other senseless that night, and you woke me up the next day by squeezing my still-hard-on with your hooch and causing me sleep-fuck you! So tell me, who's just as guilty of fucking without a first date as the two blooming lovebirds upstairs?” Marco sat down from his half-standing posture and stared at the wall in front of him. “You're right,” he admitted eventually, “I'm probably even guiltier than Irine, seeing as how you've got an actual dick between your legs while Dana's just another fanny.” “Exactly,” said Ezra, stroking Marco's chin, “Now, it sounds like the uncertain girls upstairs are having fun... does my little Rosebud also want to take our playtime a little further than just kissing?” “Rosebud? Where the hell did THAT one come from?” Ezra shrugged. “I don't know. Since our wedding I've been trying to think up proper pet names for you, like you keep doing for me. Rosebud's the first one I've thought up that doesn't involve mentioning your pussy or scales.” Marco grinned and leaned closer to Ezra. “I love it, Stallie...” he swooned, “so much so that I need to think of a better one for you. Now,” he reached into Ezra's pants and stroked the tantalizing sheath hidden within, “Rosebud wants his pollen.” ***** “Huh,” mused Irine, ruffling her hand through the drooping spines that made up her hair, “I enjoyed that SO much more than I thought I would... did you too?” Dana nodded in exhaustion. The “Yeah” she uttered was more of a breath than a word. “Did you... want to try something on me now? I'm ready if you are.” Dana's eyes snapped open and in a sudden burst of energy, she reared up from her back and grabbed Irine. With absolutely no idea how it happened, Irine was swung in a graceful swoop and was suddenly on her back on the bed instead, Dana leering over her. That face, with that massive, borderline evil grin showing off all those sharp teeth and that suddenly dominant glare? Irine knew she should be terrified... but instead, she felt safe – as though she was in the safest place she could possibly be in. Her mind was confusing her today to no end. “Does that answer your question?” growled Dana, fully embracing her suddenly dominant persona. “As long as you don't bite me,” breathed Irine, stroking across Dana's chin with her still wet and sticky tail and that lightly-bronzed belly with her hand, “do whatever the fuck you want... I'm all yours.”