She was hot, so hot, as if she was burning from the inside out, heat like no other gripping my cock. I grunted and fucked her hard, hips bouncing off her butt with every stroke of my dick, though I just couldn't stop myself: she simply felt that good. Her pussy sucked around my cock as I withdrew for the next stroke, as if she wanted me inside her, deeper, forever, and I tried to oblige her, digging my fingers in around the point of her hips to hold on, which was the closest point of her to the wall.
I only wished I could see her face, though I caught grunts and groans coming through the wall, even murmured voices. Yet there was no way for me to get to the other side of them when the wall stretched from floor to ceiling, even if there had to be a way, some way, for them to get in and out of the wall to be bred.
"Unff... Oh... Ohhhh!"
I moaned, shuddering in close, though I wanted to make my orgasm last longer. I didn't want to be so quick to cum, although they had said they'd given me some drugs that would both increase the number of times I could ejaculate and, of course, increase my stamina too. Trembling, I held myself for just a little longer, my cock shiny and slick with the dragon-creature's arousal every time I drew back. Who knew... It could have been my pre-cum clinging to my own shaft too.
Yet I couldn't stop myself from leaning headily into that lure of orgasm, her tail flicking up higher, showing off the tight pucker of her tail hole too. Yes... I wanted that too, even if that was not quite in the nature of breeding, yet everything about her made my skin tingle, as if every nerve-ending in my body was suddenly on fire. I had to have her, had to fuck her, and I hammered in ruthlessly, feeling her grip me in her own climax, as we both shared orgasms together.
My cock erupted, sending my seed deep: at least, in that sense, I had done my job in breeding. Yet there was more to cum and my cock didn't soften, a deep ache spreading up through my groin from my throbbing length -- a desire that had to be fulfilled, one way or another.
I'd barely finished, the last dribbling spurts marking her pussy, the swollen petals of her sex, as I pulled away. And yet I had to have more, eagerly turning to the hooved creature instead, giving her backside a gentle brush with my fingertips in greeting.
A nicker rose through the wall and I took that as permission, though I slid into her more slowly with my initial lust satisfied. Her pussy pulled and rippled around me, openly dragging me deeper, and she made it hard for me to pull back, though the temperature difference in their bodies was obvious. The long hairs of her tail flipped up against my chest, lashing and brushing me, though I paid them no mind as I found my pace, a rhythm that suited me, hips coming up flush to her ass with every ravenous stroke.
For that was what I was doing: devouring them sexually, in a way. Lust made my head spin, dizzy with arousal, leaning heavily into her rump as a softly musky scent tickled my nostrils. I could not fuck her too slowly, though I tried my best, soaking in every moment as my cock drove deep, most likely sharing some of the dragon-creature's juices with her too. I'm sure they didn't mind. That was a nice thought, either way, to have.
I hoped I'd get to meet them both soon, however, as the assistant had said I'd be staying in the breeding program complex for a while, which would be a nice break, while still earning money. Though I was in it more for the pleasure as I sank into the creature's pillowy pussy, her soft buttocks seeming to grind back against me, as if she was trying to hump back, even through the wall.
The rush of orgasm was even sweeter that time, my hips juddering up reverently to her backside, so there was not a breath of space between us. I moaned, leaning against the wall, wishing my arms were around her, giving the gift of my seed to her, long, thick spurts flooding her pussy. Even I was vaguely surprised by how much I was cumming, and so quickly too, but it didn't matter. As long as I was giving what they had asked of me and I was having fun too, there was nothing troublesome there at all to bother my mind.
I didn't stop there, fucking both of them until I was satisfied -- seven orgasms over, which was unheard of from me. But I had to take the dragon-creature in her ass too, taking it more gently that time and lubing up my cock by sliding it into her pussy first, coating it with the mix of her arousal and my seed. It was the best I could do, though her groans rose through the wall either way, letting me know, at the very least, she was enjoying the experience as much as I was.
"Unff... Ah... Oh... Mmm..."
I couldn't stop heady little grunts breaking my lips as I fucked her ass, so much tighter than even her pussy or the other's pussy, though I adored them both differently. Whereas the hooved one was softer and I imagined her with a thicker, curvier figure, the dragon-creature was hot inside, dragging me in with a sultry twist as if she was never going to let me go.
I pressed on, hips speeding up once I knew she was comfortable with me, harder and faster, my breath catching in my throat. Yet I had to find a way to bear past it, somehow, grinding passionately into her tight ass until ecstasy overwhelmed me.
That orgasm was sharper, biting, dragging something from me and demanding something that I was not quite sure I had the ability to give. Yet I had to try, somehow, panting heavily, sweat beading on my skin, trickling down my back between my shoulder blades. I shivered from the ticklish sensation, pressing into the dragon-creature's heat instead and sating myself there as I filled her puffy yet tight ass with my cum.
In a daze when I was done, I followed the instructions from a computer console by the door, speaking to me through a screen and speaker system, evidently, to my own room, falling gladly into the bed. I didn't even take the time to clean off, though a bath the next day would be much appreciated. The room I was taken to was set aside with a connecting bathroom, yet there was something oddly modular about it, as if it could be rearranged at a moment's notice. A sense of impermanence lingered there, though I paid it little mind as I, understandably, crashed out.
I didn't get the chance to eat the next morning, stomach rumbling hungrily, but slipped into the small bath and cleaned off in a froth of bubbles, scrubbing my body from head to toe. As I didn't have any body hair below the neck, I checked for a razor -- but it didn't seem to have even grown back enough for me to need to keep it trim, as asked. Even the stubble on my face wasn't there, which was most peculiar.