This was a bad idea!
This was a bad idea!
This was a bad idea!
Brenda, what did you do to me!?
The dragoness beset by these turbulent thoughts kept her steps short, and her eyes fixed firmly on the stone-tiled path under her feet. Judging by the tension in her slim shoulders alone, an onlooker might have guessed the teen was walking either through a dangerous neighborhood, or possibly a minefield, and not strolling through the park in broad daylight.
The reason young Hylda was so tense was the silver-scaled girl's appearance. It had been her fourteenth birthday last week, and her best friend's idea of a gift had been a shopping trip meant to outfit the dragoness with some 'big-girl' clothes. Hylda tried to comfort herself, remembering the sorts of things she'd vehemently vetoed, but feeling like the perky and out-going (not to mention stubborn) Brenda had managed to drag her too far from her comfort zone.
Her friend had been fine with Hylda's hair, but then again the dragoness knew that the thick white mane falling half-way down her back was one of her best features. But it wasn't her back that needed covering. She had to admit, the spaghetti-strap camisole did look kind of cute, and the lilac color was a good match for her silvery scales, but she felt the garment was more appropriate for a slumber-party rather than wearing in public! It also wouldn't hide her bra straps, which was why Brenda had insisted she should wear the top without one. And even though Hylda had to admit her budding chest didn't really require support, she felt more comfortable with her A-cups hidden away.
The top just barely reached her skirt, and while she was comfortable with the pleated blue tartan, the dragoness had been shocked when she'd tried it on and realized it barely reached half-way down her thighs. The length also meant that she had to be careful with her tail if she wanted to avoid giving people behind her a glimpse of her undies.
And there were the shoes. Brenda wouldn't leave her be until she got something with a heel, and Hylda finally settled for a pair with thick two-inch heels, figuring she'd at least be less likely to break her neck in those. She couldn't understand why her friend had been so adamant to put her in heels, since Hylda was an average height for her age, but she remembered how fiercely she'd blushed when her friend explained how it wasn't to make her look taller, but to make her calves and her... behind more prominent!
And despite the skirt covering it, Hylda was sure it was. With every step her new shoes clicked, and she felt like they were inviting the whole park to ogle her. Not that she didn't want some attention, but just the thought of being stared at was enough to make her skin crawl. When she'd put the whole outfit on back at home she'd only been able to recognize herself thanks to the thick-rimmed glasses that she refused to give up on, figuring that they were the only things stopping her from looking like some young hussy. She only realized that staring down might not be the best idea when a pair of sneakers entered her vision and she stopped herself just short of bumping into someone.
"Whoa! Sorry, I almost ran into you there..." came a voice from just above, making the silver dragoness drag her eyes up from the pavement. She was about to say something along the lines of it being her fault for not looking where she was going, but her voice caught in her throat at the sight of the young drake now less than a foot away from her. "Have I seen you before?" he asked, and Hylda still couldn't think of something to say as the older boy looked at her closely, apparently trying to put a name to her face.
"I... I think we go to the same school..." she finally squeaked out, not bothering to admit that she knew who he was, and wasn't surprised that he had trouble recalling her.
"Oh. Well anyway, I'm Zach, nice to meet you..."
"H-Hylda..." the dragoness replied, trying to force some confidence into her voice as she shook the drake's hand. Zach Fisher was about two years her elder, and a popular if not infamous character in their school. She wasn't really surprised he didn't recognize her, since she could barely recognize herself in the new get-up, nor would the handsome young drake make the connection between the girl standing in front of him and the mousey thing clutching her books to her chest as she made her way down the school's hallways. He always had way too many eye-catching girls doing their best to get his attention anyway. But now he's noticed me! the young dragoness thought, feeling more of a thrill at the thought than she'd care to admit.
"Sorry if I'm staring at you a little but I can't believe how I could have gone to the same school with a girl like you and never noticed you before..." he said, and even though a part of Hylda's mind recognized it as a fairly cheesy line, it was also a compliment from a very handsome boy who she'd definitely noticed. Quite frankly, the dragoness hadn't even fantasized about him, convinced he was way out of her league, but here he was now, confessing he had a hard time keeping his eyes off her! Maybe Brenda had been right about her new look after all?
Unable to think of a response, she just pointed her muzzle down and smiled a little, hoping to come off as bashful and demure instead of pathologically shy, which was in all honesty closer to the truth. It was then that she caught sight of something that had her tail standing as stiff as a plank behind her. And if only that had been the only stiff part of her! Without thinking, the girl's hands flew up to her chest in an effort to hide the two damning peeks caused by her nipples perking up with nothing to hide them but the thin fabric of her camisole. 
She realized that this wasn't much better, since while her hands were hiding her budding breasts, they were also a clear signal that she had something to hide. Fighting a rising panic, she crossed her arms in front of her troublesome bosom, but that made her look ridiculously confrontational. She tried lifting her right hand to her face and cradling one of her cheeks, hoping for a sort of thoughtful look which she would have had a chance of pulling of if the panic she felt wasn't clear to see.
"Hey, I kinda feel a little awkward talking to you with all these people passing by... I know a quiet spot in the park, unless you're in a hurry or something..." he said, and Hylda felt a surge of gratitude wash over her. Zach obviously had no problem talking to her by the side of the path but he was giving her a convenient out, pretending that he was the one that desperately needed to be away from prying eyes.
He was also giving her a chance to leave the scene, and part of her considered just chalking this down as a barely-averted catastrophe and making a hasty retreat. But there was a part of her that had remained passive for as long as she'd been alive that vetoed any notion of retreat. A boy is talking to you! A handsome one too! Don't blow this! Just get your act together long enough to have a little chat and maybe give him your number... Giving in to that voice, she gave Zach a nod and soon he was leading her across the fresh-cut grass, the gentle grip he still had on her hand doing little to fix the problem with her traitorous chest.
Hylda had first thought that Zach was merely leading her to one of the less-trafficked parts of the park, but when the drake pushed some shrubs aside to reveal a tiny path, she realized he really had something private in mind. This might have raised a flag in her mind if the already shy girl wasn't mortified about the two damning bumps in her top and eager to get away from prying eyes. If she had been a little less worried about her appearance, she might have spotted the little shiny wrappers littering the small clearing Zach had led her to, or the slime-filled rubbers that clearly indicated what this hide-away was used for.
"T-thanks. I felt a little... self-conscious back there..." Hylda blurted out, using the first euphemism that came to mind for 'scared out of my wits'.
"Don't mention it. I'm kinda glad I've got you all to myself now..." the drake said, and the dragoness couldn't help but notice how close he was standing to her. Come on Hylda, you've daydreamed about being alone with a boy who's interested in you, don't chicken out now...
"So... do you come here often?" she asked, desperate for something to fill the silence with.
"Been here a few times. How 'bout you, this your first time?"
"Well, I've been to this park before..." the dragoness replied, figuring that must be what Zach had meant by 'first time'.
"Yeah, I figured..." the drake said and Hylda only realized he'd been holding her hand the whole time when he began to slide his palm up her arm. It was a fairly innocent gesture, and the dragoness wasn't sure why her pulse was suddenly racing and why she was breathing rapidly.
"You have a boyfriend?" he asked, and the sudden question froze the breath in Hylda's lungs.
"No..." she said after a long pause she hoped would result in a witty or flirty response.
"Hmm..." was the young drake's reply as his eyes drank in the sight of her and both hands came to rest on her shoulders. "You smell nice..."
That line confused her, and while the dragoness' frazzled brain tried to find meaning in those words, Zach's hands slid from her shoulders, slowly but purposefully trailing along the sides of her chest. It was only when his thumbs brushed against her stiff nipples that the girl came to her senses and tried to squirm away without seeming like she was trying to.
"T-thanks?"
"You know from a distance you looked like just a shy girl walking by herself, but the moment I caught a whiff of you I knew what the deal was..." Zach said, and either he interpreted Hylda's squirming as ticklishness or he didn't really care or notice she was getting more anxious with every second his hands stayed on her. "You look like just a nice little girl, but nice little girls don't go walking around alone and smelling of heat..." he husked, his hands sliding a little lower until he had then around Hylda's slender waist.
The word finally made something click in the dragoness brain. Heat! She'd been a bit of a late bloomer and had only started getting her periods about half a year ago. As such, she still didn't have a habit of keeping track of her calendar. She knew she wasn't due to start wearing her pads yet, but she forgot about the period her mother had explained she had to use the special deodorant between her legs, to 'stop the boys from getting the wrong idea'. Her whole face felt hot as she realized to her shame that she'd spent the whole day with her body advertising it was fertile and looking for a mate. And it seemed like she really did give a boy the wrong idea! Well, at least she could still clear things up before they went too far.
"Ohmygod, I'm so embarrassed but I... I forgot to put on my deodorant I'm really not... I am just a nice girl..." she blurted out, not sure if she was trying to convince just Zach or both of them. She knew she really was though, and whatever her body might think her mind was in a panic at the thought of this going any further than it already had. She'd expected her explanation to act like a bucket of cold water, and that the worst part would be the ensuing awkwardness, but Zach still showed no intention of letting her go.
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. We can have some fun, and by the time we walk out back into the park you can go back to being mommy and daddy's little girl..." he said, bending his neck unit his muzzle was kissing the side of the flustered girl's neck.
"No, I can't... I mean I've never... and you're very nice and all but I just... I wanna go home now!" she stammered, knowing that she sounded like a frightened little kid but no longer caring about her image. This was staring to seem like a bigger mistake with every moment spent next to the drake nuzzling her neck.
"C'mon, don't be a tease..." the young drake said, ignoring the girl's now obvious efforts to squirm away. 
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to... I mean you're very nice but I just... I just have to go..." Hylda muttered, still feeling like this was a little bit her fault. From Zach's point of view, maybe it really did look like she was being cruel and trying to tease him?
"All right, how about this - you do a little something for me, and I let you go? We won't go too far, but you can't just get me riled up and then walk away..." he said, wrapping one arm around her as the other went under Hylda's camisole, the palm soon settling over one of the dragoness budding breasts. "C'mon, it will be over before you know it..." he said, and with her brain in shambles, it really did seem like the most reasonable solution to the fidgety dragoness.
With her heart pounding in her ears she was dimly aware of Zach pushing the straps of her cami over her shoulders, and then pulling the whole thing until it was bunched up around her waist, with nothing to hide her pert little chest from the older boy's gaze. She'd been worried a little if she was growing fast enough down there, and if she hadn't been so scared the expression on the drake's face as he ogled her young tits would have felt reassuring rather than dirty. After he'd apparently seen enough, the drake told her to kneel down, and before she knew it she was on her knees in front of the boy as he unbuckled his belt.
"Ever see one of these before?" he asked once his pants were half-way down his thighs and his package staring the nervous dragoness in the face. Not trusting her voice, Hylda merely shook her head, before the older boy took her hands by the wrists and guided them to his crotch. "No problem. Just play around with it a little, and I'll let you know what to do..."
This... this isn't so bad... the girl thought, trying to bolster her courage. She knew some girls who'd played games of 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine' with boys years back, and as long as all she had to do was touch Zach a little down there while he looked at her, she figured she'd be fine. She was pretty clueless about what drakes had down there, and if she wasn't so scared she might have been more curious about the thick scaly sheath and the heavy-looking sack hanging under it.
She wasn't really sure what to do with those dangly bits, so she just sort of petted the twin bumps while gently rubbing the drake's sheath. She could soon see it part and her eyes became glued to the blunt end of what she knew must be the drake's penis. It was the closest she'd ever been to one and all she really knew about it is that a drake put that inside a dragoness'... well inside, and after a while he'd shoot some stuff that would make the female pregnant if she was in heat.
Zach made a grunting sound when she rubbed his sheath up and down, so Hylda figured she'd just stick to doing that. She wasn't sure when he'd be satisfied, but the sooner he was done the sooner she could leave. The blunt head of his shaft had plopped out soon enough, and as she stroked more of the purple shaft was emerging from its hiding place, the heavy length dropping straight down until there were seven inches dangling between the drake's legs.
"Go on, touch it..."
The dragoness tried to swallow despite her dry mouth, taking a deep breath before gently laying her hand against the shiny length. The shaft twitched and she almost pulled her hand away, thinking she might have hurt Zach, but he just let out a groan and nodded for her to continue. She'd been wondering how a boy was supposed to push such a floppy thing into a girl's slit, but after only a few strokes the drake's length was starting to stiffen and rise, going from a silly, dangly thing to something that filled Hylda with fear and a sort of thrill she couldn't really place. And once the thing was fully erect, she was wide-eyed, not believing how such a monster was possibly supposed to fit between a girl's legs! The end was somehwat trumpet-shaped and she felt her thighs trying to close at the mere thought of such a brutish thing trying to force itself past her little petals. And it had gotten so thick that she could no longer make her thumb and middle-finger touch as she stroked the slimy length.
"There's a good girl. Now why don't you try using your mouth?"
"My mouth!?" the dragoness squeaked out, shocked by the leering drake's suggestion.
"Yeah, your hand's just not cutting it, and the sooner you get me off the sooner you can leave, so..."
The idea of putting her mouth on the draconic member in her hand seemed both outrageous and repellant, but Hylda was desperate to get this whole thing over with. She sniffed at the length throbbing gently in her grip, consoling herself that the purple shaft at least didn't smell bad. Angling the length down a bit she opened her mouth, making sure to cover her teeth with her lips, closing her eyes shut just before the leaking tip touched her tongue.
The drake's cock felt strange in her mouth and she flicked her ears down when the boy groaned in obvious delight, forcing herself to take more of him in her muzzle in the hopes that he'd get what he wanted and let her leave. She managed to get about five inches of him before the blunt end poked the back of her throat, figuring that Zach will just have to be happy with that. Without a clue about what she was supposed to do she just suckled on the draconic flesh filling her mouth while she did her best to stroke the few inches that were left outside. She figured she was doing a good job based on the drake's grunts and groans, but it was when the sound of a shutter went off that she opened her eyes wide, only to look right at a phone's camera lens as Zach took another pic of her.
"Fuck, you look cute with a muzzle full of cock. Don't worry, you just do what I say and these will stay in my private collection..." the drake said, putting one hand on Hylda's head and gently pushing her back. She thought that maybe he was done with her, but she realized she was wrong when the boy pushed her face back against his crotch, trying to force more of his purple length into the dragoness' warm mouth.
Hylda's protests were muffled by the purple rod now moving along her tongue, her hands settling on Zach's thighs as she tried to keep him from forcing the blunt tip of his shaft down her throat. Her heart was still racing at the thought of the sort of pictures the older boy now had, and what he could do to her if he shared them around. She knew she had to please him, but as he began to gently hump her muzzle it was all the girl could do to swallow the stuff he was leaking and not gag or sputter.
"No, this isn't working. Are you sure you can't take the whole thing?" the boy said, and Hylda did her best to shake her head with his hand on her hair and his shaft poking the pack of her throat. "Well, we'll just have to try something a little different..." he added, pulling the silvery female's muzzle of his shaft.
"Wh-what now?" the girl asked, gasping for breath and trying not to look at the shiny purple length bobbing an inch form her nose.
"Just put your hands on that tree and stand with your legs apart a little. You'll see..."
Hylda was trembling now, but the memory of Zach's phone pointed at her face while it was stuffed with half his length made her do as he said. She stared straight ahead, her whole body tensing when she felt the drake flip her skirt up.
"Well, aren't these cute..." she heard him say, knowing that he must be talking about her panties. They were bikini-style, white with pastel-red stripes and the dragoness had hoped that if she ever found the guts to let a boy see her in them he'd think they were cute. But when she'd picked them out she'd never imagined this sort of scenario. She felt Zach's hand on her pert young rump, her cheeks clenching as his palm traveled downward between them until he was cupping her panty-covered mound. The flustered dragoness had stopped breathing when she felt the older boy palming her crotch, and the breath finaly left her muzzle as a squeak when she felt him pull the panties aside.
She was relieved when Zach let the fabric go after a quick glance, but her brief hopes were dashed when the boy grabbed the waistline of her undies and pulled them down until they were around her knees. She wasn't sure what he intended to do next, but when she felt something wet and warm press against her soft lips she finally craned her head back, only to spot Zach in a very telling position behind her.
"Ahhhh! Please don't... I'm... I've never..."
"Don't worry, I'm not gonna put it in. I just wanna feel that pretty little pussy of yours against my cock for a little while..." Zach said, his voice soothing but not enough to make Hylda ignore the leer on his muzzle.
The dragoness was nervous with what she knew was the tip of the drake's cock pressing (albeit gently) against her folds, but allowed herself a sigh of relief when the tip slipped down rather than in, the boy behind her groaning as her folds parted just a little too either side of his thick purple shaft. She still felt dirty for being forced to do this where someone might catch them at any time, but whenever the tip of Zach's shaft slipped down form her virgin sex it rubbed against something that made the base of her tail twitch.
The drake behind her kept dragging his slick length along her slit, every now and again pressing his blunt tip against her pink cunny and almost but not quite pushing in. Hylda had tensed up the first few times, but since the boy kept teasing her she stopped bothering. That was why the next time Zach pressed his tip against her folds the dragoness was relatively relaxed, that is until a sudden buck forced the tip past her lips and several inches deep into her sex. She squealed out for a second before a hand fastened around her muzzle, clenching it shut and muffling the rest of her scream.
"Keep it down! You want someone to catch us like this?" Zach hissed with what felt like half his cock buried between her legs. But his words cut through both the pain and the despair the young dragoness felt, enough to make her quiet down.
"Wh-why did you..." she half-sobbed, looking back at the young drake who merely shrugged.
"You looked like you wanted it from where I was standing. Your little pussy was drooling around me, just begging for a nice hard cock..." he said, grunting as he forced another few inches in her. "So just relax and take your first fucking like a big girl..."
The word made Hylda wince as much as the shaft being forced deeper into her, despite the fact she felt like she'd reached her limit. She'd never been able to so much as say the f-word, but now here she was - up against a tree with a boy holding her hips as he forced himself as deep as he could into her no longer virginal body. A fresh wave of despair hit the dragoness as it sunk in that this was her first time, but an even worse realization soon popped up. He's not wearing a condom, and I'm in heat!
"Wa-ah!-wait! You can't... I'm in heat..." she blurted out, gasping when she felt Zach's hips against her rump.
"Don't worry, I'll pull out..." the drake said, even though it was a lie. Every girl he'd been with had forced him to wear in condom even when they weren't fertile because 'there was still a risk', and just the thought of pumping this little girl full and watching that pretty pink pussy of hers drool his spunk was making his cock twitch.
Hylda felt a brief moment of relief when the drake began to pull his cock from her straining sex, but he wasn't even half way out when he reversed his momentum and once again forced every last inch into the whimpering dragoness under him. Hylda could still feel the sting of her torn hymen and the way her walls were straining around the pistoning shaft without so much as a minute to get used to having something in her for the first time.
There were other feelings too, but they were just as frightening to the girl as the aches and pains of the young drake's rutting. She'd heard some of her friends talking in hushed tones about touching themselves down there, but since Hylda's room didn't have a lock she'd always been to terrified of someone walking in on her to try. She'd figured she was still too young to bother with things like that, never imagining that her first taste of sexual stimulation would be like this.
There was no denying that her heat was making her body respond, the sensation of a hard, warm shaft rubbing itself along the delicate walls of her sex with every stroke coaxing a reaction from her despite the fact that she still genuinely only wanted this to be over. She wondered if she was making it harder on herself. After all, Zach was a handsome older boy who girls flocked around and she was pretty sure this wasn't his first time. Part of her wanted to just relax, enjoy being taken by a handsome young drake despite the circumstances, but the dragoness still held on to her sensibilities, no matter how much pain they were causing her.
"Fuck, you're tight..." he hissed from behind her, the lewd tone making Hylda fold her ears down in a desperate attempt to block out his words. The kind tone from when he'd first met her mere minutes ago was gone now that he had what he wanted from her, and Hylda felt stupid for falling for what she now knew was just an act.
"Remember... you -ngh!- promised you'd pull ou-aahhh!" she tried to say, but Zach just started bucking into her even harder. It hurt, but she figured he was getting closer, so she just grit her teeth and did her best to deal with the hard draconic length pistoning in and out of her freshly deflowered sex.
It was all she could do to keep herself steady and keep her muzzle shut as the boy behind her began to rut her with everything he had. Hylda didn't know the details of how a male dragon's cock worked, and didn't realize that the pain she began to feel was her sex straining around the flaring head of the drake fucking her. It was a warning that he was close, but not a warning the girl could understand. All she knew was that it was hurting her even more, but she bit her lip and endured, hoping that at least the ordeal would soon be over.
If the dragoness had any idea how right she was, she might have done something to squirm away, and at least pull herself off the length throbbing between her legs. She could feel Zach's grip tightening around her slim waist, could hear him grunting as his thrusts became short, rapid stabs into her straining slit. If she'd ever seen a male come she would have known what was to happen, but being clueless she only realized it was too late once she felt heat spreading through her belly.
She wanted to scream, or plead with Zach to pull out, but she didn't dare make any noise now. She even tried to stifle her whimpers while the older boy groaned behind her, his flare making sure that her young body took every drop he pumped into her. She could feel her whole body shaking, not even realizing she'd been close to her own release until the male inside her stopped thrusting.
"Sorry, I guess I kinda got carried away..." she heard Zach say once he got her breath back.
A second later she winced as she felt the length that had been hilted in her body begin to slide out, softening a little as it drooled the last of the drake's seed into her. There was another twinge of pain as her abused folds were forced to stretch around the still flared tip, followed by a lewd plop as the thing finally slipped out. Hylda faced the tree and screwed her eyes shut, feeling disgust as warm seed began to slowly leak from between her slightly parted lips.
"Fuck, there's a pretty little cream pie..."
The voice made her cringe, and so did the sensation of the boy's fingers on her sore folds as he did his best to part the slippery petals, apparently admiring the sight of the mess he'd left in her. He kept making lewd comments, spreading her as wide as he could so that his spunk was oozing from her pink tunnel. Hylda had been gathering her strength, ready to insist he let her go when she turned around only to see him pointing his phone at her behind, obviously filming the sight of her well-bred sex leaking the thick white goo he'd forced her to take.
"You... you..." she tried to say something, to form words despite her shock, but a rustling from the nearby bushes stopped her.
"Oh shit!" was all Zach said, putting his phone away and pulling his pants up even as he made a run for it, leaving Hylda bent over to face whoever was coming. Once her heart had started beating again, Hylda was about to try and make a run for it herself, but she'd hadn't even straightened her back when she felt a hand push her back down against the tree.
"Oh no, you stay right there! Your little boyfriend got away, but I've got you dead to rights..."
Hylda's heart was beating wildly as she craned her neck to see another drake, this one barely into his twenties. He was wearing the grass-stained coveralls of a park groundskeeper and grinning as he eyed the half-naked dragoness bent over with a fresh mess dripping from her young slit. The girl knew she should try to speak, to explain how a boy had taken advantage of her, but she was breathing so hard that it was taking every effort just to keep from passing out.
"Well, well... I was about to give you a little talk about you lovebirds leaving condoms lying around, ask you if you could guess who has to pick those up after you've had your fun. But I guess you're the kind of slut that'll let a boy go bareback in her..."
"Ahm... I'm not..." Hylda tried to speak, but her voice was too reedy for her to get a sentence together. 
"You're not what? A slut? You're just a nice girl who likes letting boys pump her pussy in public? Well I'm okay with that. Tell you what - you be as nice a girl for me as you were for that punk, and I won't call the cops on you. Ever heard of indecent exposure? Who do you think would have gotten in trouble if some kids walked this way and caught you two fucking?"
If Hylda had been calmer and not as painfully naïve as she was, she might have realized just how dicey it would be for the obviously adult dragon to get caught with a minor in this kind of situation. But from the flustered dragoness' point of view, she was in a very compromising situation, and the thought of getting arrested form something like this terrified her to her core.
"So, what do you say? Be a nice little slut for me and we'll just forget this ever happened. That sound good?" he asked, and the silver dragoness just nodded.
The thought of getting mounted again while she was still aching from her first ever fucking was not appealing, but Hylda clutched at the thought that she could forget this ever happened. She would just grit her teeth, and soon enough it would all be over. She would clean up in the park restroom, put on a cheerful face, go back home and pick up her old life right where she'd left off. She saw the young dragon undo the zipper of his coveralls and shrug the baggy garment off. It was warm outside and apparently the unnamed drake didn't bother wearing anything underneath apart from his boxers, giving Hylda a good glimpse of the sort of body a young man got by working hard every day.
It was only when she realized she'd been staring at him that she'd whipped her head back towards the tree in front of her, scolding herself for behaving like some sort of hussy. The young male behind her didn't seem to mind, and soon she could feel his hands settle on her firm rump, giving her cheeks a few gropes before sliding up to grip her waist. The boxers must have been taken off at some point because the next thing the dragoness felt was the fine scales of the male's sheath rubbing against the mess Zach had made of her.
"Fuck, that boy of yours was really pent up..." the dragon behind her rumbled as he began to grind his fat sheath against her.
Hylda couldn't thing of a response to that, instead just bowing her head as her face burned with shame. Her new posture gave her a glimpse of her legs, and she gasped at the sight of her cute striped panties. As her new molester ground himself against her poor slit, she could see a thick dollop of white goo fall from her crotch straight to the mess already soaking into her pretty new undies. She'd have to toss them in the nearest trashcan and go home commando, since they were already too thoroughly soaked for her to try and clean them, and were bound to get messier by the time the dragon behind her was done. So will I, as a matter of fact...
As the male kept grinding against her the sensation of scales was replaced by smooth skin as the opening of his sheath widened once the cock hidden inside began to swell. Soon enough Hylda felt the male's tip pressing against her folds, smearing the mess Zach had left in there. And next to this newcomer, Zach had looked like a boy. The young dragoness didn't even want to imagine how much a drake in the prime of his life would wind up pumping into her.
The young male kept his sheath pressed firmly against her lips, enough that Hylda could feel the snake-like motion of his shaft as it was pushed into her. It wasn't like the painful stab she felt when Zach had taken her virginity, but the feeling of a male slowly growing and getting harder inside her still made her feel uneasy, especially since she had no idea how big he would get. And without the pain, it was hard to keep a grip on that part of her brain that was responding to this, filling her with shame even as it urged her to savor the sensation of something slithering into her, growing within her and pushing her young body to its limits.
The stretching had been so slow this time 'round that she'd barely noticed it, the feeling of being stuffed to the brim only becoming evident once the male began to slide himself out, and her walls clung to the steely length they were wrapped taut around. Her ears caught a squelch she was certain anyone within a hundred feet would have heard as the newcomer's flare pushed Zach's seed out, making room in her for the older drake's load.
"There's a good little slut. Just relax and enjoy it. I'm pretty sure I can top that brat you'd let fuck this tight little pussy..."
Hylda wanted to protest, to once again claim that she was really just a good little girl in way over her head, but she didn't see the point. The first time this male had seen her she'd been bent over with a half-naked boy filming the mess he'd just left in her freshly bred cunny. And here she was, letting another male take her mere minutes later. She almost wished she was a slut. A slut would have enjoyed this - being taken by two handsome young dragons, every inch of her heat-sensitized sex stuffed to the brim with hard, throbbing flesh.
So just enjoy it! a voice in her head seemed to say. And when the male behind her pushed back slowly and forcefully until she could feel her body straining to take the last inch of his cock she realized she didn't have much of a reason not to. She went to school with Zach and had a reputation to think about, so she'd done what he'd asked her to do and no more. But the dragon even now slowly fucking her tight little love-tunnel had no idea who she was. To him, she was just some horny little slut who didn't leg it in time, so she figured she might as well relax. She doubted his opinion of her could get any lower.
Looking down, she could make out the thick purple length glistening as it continued to pump Zach's cum from out of her. Following the trickle, her eyes settled on the massive sack swinging gently between the drake's legs, a sure sign that the mess he left in her would be bigger than the one he was even now forcing out. He was speeding up but barely, pulling her hips back a little to meet every thrust that filled the young dragoness to bursting. She realized the grown male was bigger than Zach had been, and that it was only because she'd been freshly and messily fucked that she could even take the older drake.
The whimpering noises she'd been making were becoming a bit strange to her ears, needy little sounds that she'd never made or ever heard anyone make. Even as the speed and force of the male's thrusts increased, the pleasure outweighed any pain or discomfort. She realized that despite her distress, the rutting that Zach had given her had gotten her aroused, although he'd finished before she'd reached that 'climax' that some of her friends had talked about in hushed, reverent tones.
But as the older male pumped her slit, she could feel something building inside her, an instinct that had her silken passage pulsing and the muscles at the base of her tail twitching so much she was sure the male behind her could see it. She felt one of his hands leave her hip, the unnamed drake no doubt realizing his little 'slut' had no intention of leaving. She wasn't sure what he was up to as his palm trailed down across her tummy, but her whole body froze one the drake's fingertips settled on a spot just above her well-stuffed slit.
"C'mon, be a good girl and cum for me..." the drake rumbled lustily behind her, but the words barely registered in Hylda's brain. Far too much of her attention was now focused on one tiny spot in her body that was threatening to drive her out of her mind.
She realized this was the spot Zach's cock had been bumping before he'd stuck his cock in her, but instead of an occasional brush against it, the male rutting her now was pressing the little nub, gently rubbing it with his fingers even as he forced the underside of it against the throbbing length now sawing freely past her splayed lips.
Hylda caught herself taking rapid, shuddering breaths, her muzzle hanging open and her eyes losing focus. The pleasure that had been slowly mounting as she was fucked for the second time in her life was now surging, more thrilling and more terrifying than any roller-coaster the dragoness had ever been on. She could feel the little claws on her fingertips scratch against the bark, her tail flagging up in a way that would have her face burning in shame if it wasn't a bright shade of pink already. Then all of a sudden something hit her and her whole body seemed to give out, every muscle she had growing slack except for the unfamiliar ones in her lower abdomen.
It was only the tree she was leaning against and the drake's hand hooked under her hips that kept her from falling, her legs twitching uselessly as her sex began to squeeze around the length now pistoning in and out of her. Through a haze she heard the male behind her swear and grunt, fucking her with even greater force as he held the dazed girl up. She no longer cared who he was, or where she was, her mind and body writhing in ecstasy she never knew existed, a swell of pleasure so powerful that even the pain now blossoming deep inside her couldn't shake her out of it.
It did catch her attention though, and she realized with what little sense was left in her mind that the male was almost done himself. His head was flaring, growing much bigger than Zach's had as it stretched that spot deep inside her where the entrance to her womb was. She was barely coming down form her climax when the first pulse traveled along the throbbing length, her quivering cunny still twitching and milking the male holding himself inside as the first blast of thick, warm cum erupted within her.
It didn't fill her with the same terror as Zach's climax had. Either because her mind still wasn't working well enough to register terror, or because she knew deep down that the damage was done. If Zach's load hadn't sealed her fate, this new drake's wouldn't either. So she just caught her breath while the male behind her rode out his orgasm, both hands now gripping her hips as he ground himself against her, filling her to the brim. 
After her two consecutive ruttings Hylda felt like her insides had been rubbed raw, and she whimpered as the still swollen flare made its way out of her, trailing along her over-sensitive walls until it was pulled from her aching sex. She was so full that instead of a dribble she actually felt a brief gush of thick cum escaping her, most of it landing on her already ruined panties. The girl was barely standing and didn't trust her legs to support her weight. She thought about lowering her tail but settled against it, since her skirt might also fall and soak up some of the mess. She figured she'd wait a minute longer, hoping that the worst of the spunk would drain away from her by then. The sound of a zipper told her that the male who'd made it was finished and wouldn't bother staying. Considering the way Zach had filmed and poked her back there, she couldn't help but feel some relief, if not actual gratitude.
"The women's restroom is about two hundred feet that way" the older drake said, pointing to Hylda's right. "Keep those pretty little legs together and you should make it without leaving a trail. And if I ever catch you in this park again, I'm gonna assume you came back for seconds, got that?" he asked, and Hylda just nodded, sighing in relief when the male left her to dribble in private...