Ticklish Pleasure

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially.

Please note that all characters are clearly over eighteen and written as such in all stories.

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Jake smiled, laid back on the bed of the vixen sisters, his red scales glowing after his shower. He'd come only recently from karate training and, truth be told, hadn't had the chance to strip out of his white karate headband yet, the excess of which dangled down the back of his head, between his paler horns.

"Hey, Jakie," Olivia giggled, the younger of the vixens, her russet fur complementing the hue of his scales perfectly as she crawled up beside him. "So, are you ready for this?"

Although he blushed, heat creeping down his neck from his cheeks, where his front was a lighter shade than the richness of his scales otherwise, he knew he was right where he wanted to be. Olivia's sister was just as cheeky and flirty as she was, though Emma's fur was a darker shade, a richer red-brown with a white tip to her tail that stood out, her backside bigger and rounder.

The dragon groaned, relaxing back on their bed as they moved over him, his shaft soft for the moment, though that would not be the case for long with their big breasts in his face, round bubble butts begging his attention. The bed was comfortable, so comfortable, the room belonging to Olivia and styled to suit her outgoing attitude, a little bit of a mess but in a way that simply made it look lived in, all in a good way. Yet she had spared no expenses when it came to the sensuality of the mattress and the sheets, everything firm enough that he felt supported while wanting to see just how much they could do in an environment that stoked his need while making him feel like anything was up for grabs.

"Hey, easy, ladies..."

He chuckled, though he was perhaps a little shyer than he needed to be, just a touch, grunting as they groped his arse, squeezing into the firm flesh. Still, it was mostly muscle there, due to his training.

"Ooooh..."

Cheekily, Emma leaned in, sniffing his backside, the dragon's breath catching, hitching in his chest. Damn, that was hot, her nose fluttering and puffing short breaths of air against his rump, his tail obligingly lifted for them to take in the hint of his musk. He wanted more of it, his blood pulsing through his body, heart beating too quickly for comfort, the tip of his tail curling back and forth.

"Are you ready to be merciless with me?" He teased, trying to be as bold as they were. "A poor, helpless dragon, tied up for your whims?"

"Mmmm, of course," Olivia purred, wiggling her round rump as she drew out the ropes, eyes dancing. "There's nothing we'd like more, right, sis?"

Emma ignored her, too busy running her paws over Jake's body, adoring his form and muscle even as Olivia tied up his wrists behind his back, nice and tightly so that he couldn't get free. Lying him on his back, his legs too were tied together so that his strong feet, the creases of skin on the underside almost leathery, were pressed together, side by side. Perfect for the vixens who only had one thing in mind for him.

"Yes..." Olivia licked her lips, on all fours with her arms squeezed in close on either side of her breasts as if to highlight her cleavage. "This is what we want... Not thinking about getting away, are we, cute draggie?"

Jake whimpered and shook his head "no", though his heart was pounding, blood pumping, roaring in his ears. The vixens flanked his feet on either side, moaning, flirting, showing him quite openly hope much they wanted him, the odour of his feet. Of course, they were fresh and clean, though the natural scent of dragon remained, so very alluring to foxes and those where scent play was a greater part of their species.

"Oh... Ohhhh!"

Jake tried to hold it in, but the sniffing had him giggling, bubbling chortles curling up within him, gasping as he tried to be more restrained. Yet they only took advantage of that, pressing in to tease and tickle, grasping his feet even as their fingers danced across them, the big toes and even the space between them just where they needed to press to get him twitching and jumping with laughter.

Yet it was hot too as his shaft thickened up a little, Emma diving in with a light in her eyes. She lapped eagerly over his feet, her tongue wriggling back and forth, squirming around, teasing between his toes, dragging back. Oh, she knew just what to do as her sister giggled, exchanging a look with her while Jake shouted, a part of him already wanting to beg for relief.

"Ooohhh, I think we've got him right where we want him, sister."

"He'll be ours for as long as we want him."

"Tickling him..."

"Using him..."

"Mmmm..."

They moaned, sharing his feet between them, one eye on his cock, how it hardened, thickening, need rising, moment by moment. As much as Jake squirmed and panted, lips parting in little bursts of giggles from time to time, he couldn't get free, the restriction exquisite as his body jerked and convulsed. He'd never found out why it was as erotic as it was to him, his hips shuddering, jumping, thrusting and grinding, though he couldn't move very much at all, least of all drag his feet away from the saucy pair of vixens.

"I think he's ready for us," Olivia giggled, nuzzling at his feet while the dragon whimpered and moaned, the soft lines of leathery skin on his feet light on their noses. "He's so hard... You can ride him, Emma, take him deep!"

Jake was put in the position where he didn't honestly feel that he any longer had a say in what was happening -- exactly the way he wanted it to be. Helpless, grunting, whimpering, Emma moving over him, her backside facing his head in the reverse cowgirl position so that he got the best view of her arse. In her not so humble position, her rump was one of her best features, thick and round, jiggling with the slightest move or shift of her body. To give him a show too was all part of their plan, what they'd agreed, sharing in ticklish pleasure while Olivia's fingers deftly danced across his feet still.

Even as Emma slid down slowly with a low, deep moan, taking his cock deep into her tail hole, Olivia was not idle. With a wicked smirk, while Jake was otherwise occupied with the throbbing of his cock inside her, she tickled his balls, lifting his legs lightly, though the dragon had to tense his muscles to keep them elevated for her.

Oh, she wanted to see him squirm, his bondage holding him fast, a feather tucked between her thumb and forefinger, long and slender enough to get to all the difficult spots that were needed. Well, not needed but wanted, the lust of the moment getting the best of her, moaning, the flexing twitch of his anal ring begging the tip of the feather.

Jake grunted, lying on his arms, torn between laughter and lust. He tried to thrust up, yet his agency over his body was slipping away more and more by the moment, his anal ring clenching down. But there was something there, something he could not see around Emma's body, eyes watering even as they fixed on the vixen's thick, round rump.

"Mmm... Oh, yeah, baby," Emma moaned, her head tipped back as she relaxed into the moment. "That feels so good with you jerking and shaking."

Of course, Jake could not thrust, as much as the dragon may have liked to, grunting, clenching his jaws, closing them down, though he was careful to keep his tongue well out of the way. He didn't want to nip it or even catch it on his teeth at a time like that, panting, heaving, laughter clutching at his chest. The sensations danced between ticklish and erotic, his balls feeling more and more sensitive with every passing second, churning with cum, need rising. There was no holding back as he gasped and groaned, his eyes half-closed, his world taken up by lust, nothing more and nothing less.

The vixens were as relentless and as delightfully malicious as he'd wanted them to be, the feel of pressure clamping down around his cock from Emma's ring drawing whimpers from him. Oh, how his chest ached, yet he could not stop gasping and heaving in what could have been laughter, but he couldn't tell, his scales aching, tingling, his whole body alight with a kind of fire that could only be spent through the bliss of release.

He moaned, squirming, wriggling, panting heavily, his breath caught, abs tensing, though Emma leaning back on him as if he was a sex toy, a full-body one, didn't help in the slightest in that regard. Her fingers dug into his lower stomach as she grunted and Jake tried, once again, to thrust, his balls sensitive, so very sensitive, throbbing, trembling, feeling as if they were doing far more than merely churning with every drop of need coursing through him.

The need was not to be held back, however, not as Olivia took full advantage of him, the feather dancing between his tail hole and his balls, running around the edge of his twitching, flexing hole and then sliding up sensually between his balls. Passion throbbed through as Jake's cock drooled, drop after drop slipping up into the vixen's anal passage, though there was still more to cum.

"That's it," Olivia breathed, nuzzling down to his feet, lapping at a toe, her eyes devious, challenging him. "You can't do anything. Cum for us, fill my sister..."

Jake moaned, head twisting back and forth, though all she wanted was to make sure he would cum into her sister's backside, her tail lifted high to expose the strained hole pulling around his cock. The dragon whimpered, laughter tight and pulsing in his chest, but he was no longer in control of his body as his tail hole twitched delightfully, though the moment was not entirely one of pleasure.

The strain, the pull, his body torn between two opposing courses of action. His butt hole was too sensitive, so very sensitive, need pulsing, a broken roar gracing his lips as his nuts tightened, spending every drop of seed that he had to give in a single orgasm into Emma's backside. The vixen moaned openly, grinding back heavily on him, rope after rope of thick dragon seed pouring forth, pulse after pulse sent right up where the sisters wanted it to be.

Dimly, he was aware of things simmering down, soothing and softening, though his body ached as if he had swum miles upon miles, a "whole body" kind of ache. Everything, especially his balls, tail hole and feet, was over-sensitive, prickling and tingling, and all he could do was shake in place, whimpering while the sisters did what they wanted to him.

"There now..."

"Wasn't that fun?"

It was, but not even Jake had breath left for that as he trembled, rolling onto his front, a lazy smile on his lips and nose pushed down between the pillows. His cock throbbed as if it was still shoved up in Emma's tail hole, but they layered attention over his round buttocks, his bubble butt groped, teased, fingers digging into the muscle and flesh there.

"You're not getting out of this just yet, draggie."

And neither did he want to be, his cock half hard, need still there, despite his first orgasm. Olivia pushed up under his tail, tongue flickering up against his anal ring, licking him, lapping over and into the pucker of it as she rimmed him. Emma pressed up alongside, though she inhaled his dragon musk too, nose wriggling as it tickled him, his butt grinding back against them to the little extent that he could.

It was what he'd wanted and yet the pleasure had not come to an end just yet, between the sisters, moaning out loud as his tail hole puckered and flexed.

Going home with Emma and Olivia had definitely been the right decision for ticklish pleasures!