Her New Boyfriend

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.

All work is fiction intended for fantasy only, regardless of content, and consent must always be acquired when engaging in any sex act with another adult.

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

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A continuation of The Burning Flame.

Sasha never thought she was going to be saying that again, but it was clear: she had a new boyfriend. A boyfriend. An actual, living, breathing dragon boyfriend. And not one that was in her family circle, her little round of friends with benefits that had been more than enough to satisfy her needs over the years!

It was funny, really, how things worked out in the end, but Sasha was not going to worry about that. Even if the whole thing, dating Carenath, was all very new to her, and she hadn't dated, well...in years. She had gone through one fling, or maybe a couple, but they hadn't lasted more than a couple of months, maybe three for one.

Sasha had simply just spent so much time with her family, working on their relationships and making sure everyone was fed and well cared for in Fyr and Kao's younger years. After that, the dragoness had thought all of her needs were being met -- and she didn't want anything more either, that much was true. She had friends to have sex with and she had a wonderful family... There really wasn't anything at all that she had in mind, back then, that she could have wanted for more.

However, Car had come into her life and turned it all upside down. The drake had challenged her way of thinking, even though he was a good bit younger than her -- just about Fyr's age, she thought, which made things more difficult than they strictly needed to be too. She didn't want to think about that too much, considering the implications their age difference had on them, even if both were very much consenting adults.

But Sasha knew who she wanted to be with and that she wanted to, at the very least, see where things went with Carenath, over time. Maybe the drake would tire of her, seeing that they were at very different stages in their life, or maybe things would go well, bringing them together, closer than ever.

She only knew how to let things be, lying stretched out on the bed beside him, her tail lazily draped over her thigh and down to her ankle as if she was trying to pose in a particularly seductive fashion. Yet Sasha was not alone there on the bed as Carenath scooted in close, kissing her on the nose in a manner that was so sickeningly cute that it made her stomach flip, butterflies jittering about all up in her ribcage.

Fyr would have laughed at her for saying something like that, though Fyr didn't have to know just how cheesy she'd got in her "old age," though, quite clearly, Sasha didn't look as old as she was. She was in her late middle-age, so to speak, with Car in his early twenties, and he'd mistaken her for a younger dragoness before also.

But there, with Car, she could say and do anything she liked, taking a step onward into her own life and figuring out what, exactly, it was that she wanted. Because that was finally up for debate, at least for her, and she could investigate it all as much or as little as she pleased.

"Mmm..." Sasha purred, spreading her legs as the sheets rumpled under her and she allowed Carenath between her legs, his muzzle kissing softly up her long, shapely thighs. "You just can't get enough of me, can you?"

"Nuh-huh," the dragon murmured, though he barely raised his voice. "I just want to be here, in this moment, with you."

That touched her more than anything anyone had said to her for a very, very long time, though he didn't surpass her late husband either. There was no true comparison between them, no, not when they were both very different dragons, though Sasha could not help but be appreciative, even then, that Car had come into her life at a later stage. They wouldn't have been as they were otherwise.

So, she spread her legs and let him eat her out yet again, his tongue snaking up inside her to kiss her G-spot so tenderly, head spinning. There was no better place to be than with Car, she was quite sure of it, and Sasha sucked in a breath as he danced his tongue over each and every sweet spot that he had found on her body so far.

Her clit, with light, fluttering touches.

The folds of her pussy, where they had stretched to part around his cock not all that long ago, plush and full.

The inside of her thighs, softly peppered with the tiniest, lightest of kisses to have her quivering at his touch.

Her G-spot, roughly dragging his tongue over it to make her buck her hips and curl her toes.

And there was far, far more too that Carenath could have lavished attention on, for sure, but he needed to focus on the dragoness before him, her pleasure coming above all else. He flicked his tongue over her G-spot, plunging it deeply just to hear Sasha hiss through her teeth and buck up to meet him, her need rising.

"Ah... Car..."

"Mmmm..."

He hummed against her, the tip of his tail curling back and forth as both dragons sank into the moment. Nothing else mattered other than each other, that moment alone. And that was something Sasha sorely needed for herself, huffing and panting shortly through her nostrils, the dark nudge of them twitching as she tried to contain herself. Only, the dragoness did not need to contain herself, not in that situation, not at all. For once, it was one time she could truly let herself go, with someone who cared for her more deeply than as family or as friends.

She had something different with Carenath and...well...only time would tell on that side of things.

As the skilled drake curled his tongue around her clit to lick and suckle, she cried out and bucked her hips high, need swarming through her. Heat flooded her body as if she was drowning, though, if she was, Carenath would always be there, surely, to pull her back out again. She huffed and heaved, panting heavily in a raw attempt to drag air into her lungs, breasts shuddering with every snatch of air. Yet she would have to pant and heave, straining through climax, however blissful it was, as the rest of her body was forced to deal with the sudden deluge of wet bliss.

He drove his fingers into her as his tongue flickered temptingly over her clit, dragging out her orgasm, though Sasha knew it would not be long at all before he was on her again. And she wanted it too, panting his name, reaching for him, even as the tremors of climax died down inside her. She could have climaxed again in short course -- but she wanted more. No, she needed more. And she hadn't thought she'd need someone else like that ever again.

"Mmmm, I got you..."

Car smirked faintly, eyes locked on to Sasha, devout in the moment. Even in the low light of the bedroom -- especially then -- she was more beautiful than ever, hooking her legs up and around his hips as he pressed the tip of his cock to her pussy. Her folds welcomed him in, hugging his cock as he pushed into her, a strangled gasp rising from his lips, no matter how he tried to hold it in. Not that he had to, of course, yet Car simply did not know how it could feel as good as it did to be inside her, as if they were connecting in more than a physical sense.

To say the least of it, the sex was mind blowing. Nothing would ever deny that, no. He thrust long and slow, making the most of the moment, even though there was a part of him that begged him to go faster too -- an old dragon instinct. There would always be that draconic want to take, to claim, yet, if he was going to claim Sasha in any way, she would have to lay a claim on him too. There wasn't going to be anything one-sided like that in his relationship with her, no.

But he languished there, the clutch of her pussy around his cock keeping him right there in the moment, right where he needed to be. It was amazing, simply put, how her pussy hugged his cock as he thrust into her, the movement simple and yet so very sweet. Car moaned, his tail winding longingly around Sasha's, even though it was quite clear, especially then, that the dragoness was not going anywhere. Both dragons were right where they wanted to be, whiling away the afternoon with one another.

"Mmmm..."

Sasha purred throatily as he ground into her, her heels crossing over his back and digging into the lower part of it, just at the highest point of his glutes. When she pressed down into them, she could feel his tail twitching, wanting to swing and curl back and forth -- yet Car could not do that while she had his tail in her grip too. She tightened her hold on him, sweeping her paws down his back, her short claws raking a path down his scales. The drake above her couldn't help but arch into her touch, even though putting that curve into his lower back was not something that came naturally for him.

"Come on, Car," she whispered sinuously, teasing under his jaw with the tip of a claw. "Mmm... I can feel you so deep..."

"Mmmph..."

He faltered, not knowing what to say -- but the beauty of sex was that he didn't have to say anything at all, not if the moment did not call for it. And he didn't feel he had to talk, not even then, tucking his muzzle down as close to Sasha's as he could get. His position allowed him to speed up, working his hips as the fat slide of his cock within her pussy picked up the pace, Sasha's breath hitching and catching.

Oh, how he loved being able to pull that reaction from her, knowing, precisely, that he was hitting all the right spots inside her. Even their first time together had gone more fluidly and seamlessly than he could ever have hoped to expect, as if they were made for one another. Though even Car knew that that was a very corny, rather cheesy way of looking at things.

Better to enjoy the moment, sharing a deep, passionate kiss with Sasha as she tightened around him again, grunting into his muzzle as yet another orgasm took her. Her pussy was already slick and wet around his cock, providing a smooth clutch of friction, her pussy velvety around him as she closed down around his cock. Ripples of orgasm wracked Sasha's body as she bucked up against him, using the leverage of her legs wrapped around his waist to pull him into her, though Car couldn't hold out for very much longer. Even if he had recently had sex with her and, truthfully, should have needed longer to recover, to be ready to cum again, she just got it out of him. He didn't know how she did it.

And the drake didn't have to know either, not as he thrust and ground, kissing her passionately, his tongue sweeping around her maw, exploring her tongue and fluttering back and forth. He knew her intimately, more so than he could ever have hoped to, and was reluctant to let the moment go too soon.

He had to cum sooner or later, however, if he didn't have the strength of mind to pull out of her and Carenath grunted thickly into her mouth as they kissed, an edge of desperation colouring the moment. He ground into her, his hips beating a fervent pace, tail tightening around Sasha's as if to keep her in place for him against all odds that she was going to leave. Yet the dragoness wasn't moving a single inch without another helping of his seed inside her -- and he climaxed with a low, throaty groan that was swallowed up by her muzzle, Sasha refusing to let him break the kiss. Not even for air -- not for anything, not as he seeded her full, cum bubbling up around the join of their bodies in a messy cream-pie.

She moaned softly and released him eventually, though they spent further time still on the bed, relaxing and enjoying one another's company. With each other, there was no rush and it felt quite as if they had all the time in the world to languish there, to lie with their tails draped over each other, enjoying that closeness and intimacy -- as well as every round of sex they craved from each other.

Car, however, had to leave in the middle of the evening, after a quiet bite to eat together, as he had an early workday the next one, which was Monday. That was a shame, though Sasha was at least glad that she didn't have to work anymore; she'd considered picking up some part-time work to keep her busy, but Car seemed to take up that extra, dull time for her in more ways than she could have expected. Still, there was some time to be had when he was working, aptly so, and she was left on her own, wondering at how she had got so wrapped up in the younger drake and his charms, all against the odds.

Still, she appreciated her quiet time too and the long years of not having a long-term partner had taught her to be content with her own company too. She was not truly alone, after all, as a text popped up on her phone from Carenath, wishing her a good night's sleep, a smile pulling at her lips. They were most likely still in the honeymoon phase of the relationship, though it was lasting rather a lot longer too than it ever had for her in any relationship.

Maybe I've just got my rose-tinted glasses on, Sasha thought with a soft yet wry grin. That would be like me.

She was not easy to play for a fool, not by any means, but Sasha did like to see the best in others, as much as she could. Yet Car surprised her at every turn, keeping her on her toes in the best kind of way.

A light tinkle of music -- an old ringtone that reminded Sasha of one of the first mobile phones she'd got for herself, a little nostalgia -- caught her attention and she picked up her phone, claws curling around it.

Oh, Fyr...

"Hi, darling," she greeted her daughter warmly as she answered the phone, settling back in her favourite, big armchair with plush cushions that threatened, sometimes, to swallow her up whole. "How's everything?"

"Hey, mom," Fyr said, her voice at least clear down the phone line -- sometimes it got a bit crackly, depending on the weather and connection. "Yeah, everything's good, just thought you might want a chat."

"Oh?" Sasha chuckled. "Well, I'm always glad to hear from you, sweetheart, you can call me anytime. How's everything at home? Don't you have another Christmas festival booked soon? It always seems to come around so quickly after the harvest one."

"Yeah, it's going to be really busy," Fyr confirmed, grunting as if she was settling back into a seat on the other end of the phone line too. "Hm... Yeah, everything's good here. Ropes is gaming with Kao at the moment, you know what he's like. They've got this new sword fighting game or something, I don't know, it didn't really catch me. But I've got a horror game for the computer that will keep me busy until those clowns stop being quite so competitive with each other."

"Oh, well," Sasha said, though she didn't have to hide her grin when she was speaking to her daughter. "Maybe Ropes will be in a good mood if he wins. And I know you wouldn't mind sabotaging your brother at all, hm, to get your husband feeling well in himself?"

"Mom..." Sasha could almost hear Fyr rolling her eyes. "You can't insinuate things like that!"

Sasha laughed.

"Can, shall and will," she quipped back, stealing a quote that she had perhaps overused in her much younger years. "Oh, I know more than enough about what you two get up to! You can't hide everything from me, you know."

Fyr paused for a moment, clicking her tongue against the roof of her mouth.

"You know, mom, you seem different these days..." She said, seeming to be considering her words very careful. "Is everything okay? I mean, things seem okay -- you seem really happy. But I thought you were happy before too."

Fyr sighed.

"I mean..." She struggled to find the words she needed, Sasha patiently allowing her the time she needed to get them all out. "I thought everything was great before -- but now you seem much happier than when I thought you were happy already. Does that make sense?"

"Yeah, kind of," Sasha said with a giggle. "Don't worry, everything is fine. In fact, as you said, things are better than fine."

She paused, wondering if it was the right time. She'd been with Carenath for over a month by that point and she hadn't mentioned that she was dating anyone to her family. That was unusual for her, though she hadn't spent time, not in bed, with anyone other than Carenath so far either, which was unusual for her. No wonder Fyr had picked up on a difference in her too.

"It's a bit hard to say," Sasha ventured, collecting her wine glass from the table beside the armchair and sipping to allow herself a few moments of thought. "Hm... You're right, I was happy before. But...I kind of met someone."

"Oh?" She could hear the surprise in Fyr's tone. "You mean... Well, I don't need the details or anything, like...but someone you're...dating?"

"Yes," Sasha confirmed, a warm glow spreading through her chest; it was good to say it out loud. "Yes... I didn't expect it to happen, it was the kind of thing that just did. We're just keeping it light at the moment, we've been out to that little cocktail bar down by the lake and seen a few movies. But it's odd to be dating now...after so long."

"Yeah." Fyr's tone softened. "Yeah, I can see how that would be different for you, mom. But I'm really happy for you -- now everything makes sense! I can't believe you didn't tell me!"

"I didn't know if it was just a fling or something that we were going to see if, well, it went somewhere or not," Sasha admitted. "But it's been a little while now and I think we're going to be enjoying each other's company for a bit at least. You can never quite tell what the future holds, can you?"

"No, not at all," Fyr said. "I never thought I'd end up with Ropes, but you know how he swept me off my feet. It was kind pre-destined from there and it's not like he gives up the chase very easily."

Sasha chuckled.

"Yes, I do recall you made that poor cougar work for it, though it's probably just as well you led him on a chase," she laughed. "Poor Ropes. It all worked out in the end though, you wouldn't have the family that you do otherwise."

"Mm, and I'm glad you can have that again, mom, too, truly. It's a bit weird for me to think of you dating like that, but I don't think I'm going to be calling anyone my stepfather anytime soon!"

"Oh, no!" Sasha barked a laugh that was rather on the unladylike side, clapping a paw over her muzzle. "No, no... Oh, no, I don't think that's in the cards at all -- stepfather! We've only been seeing each other casually, it's nothing like that. I wouldn't even know where to start with bringing that up -- and I'm too old for marrying again now, not with the life I have."

"Why's that, mom?" Fyr pressed, seeming to know exactly the points she needed to nudge to get her mother to talk just a little more. "You could marry again, if you wanted to. You don't have to look after me and Kao forever. Maybe we're the ones who should give you a little more space to be yourself. I know we take up a lot of your attention."

"Nonsense," Sasha said firmly. "I love my time with both of you -- and our friends and wider family. I wouldn't change anything for the world."

Yet she had to pause to consider the notion of marrying or having a more serious relationship, truly. It was not something Sasha had thought about before, focusing more on the age difference between her and Carenath, but maybe he would want marriage, or something like that? What about having children too? She was on the older side, but it wouldn't be impossible for her to conceive...

Sasha chewed her lip thoughtfully, dimly registering Fyr talking about a dinner she was planning for the following week. They might have to be a bit more careful when it came to sex, in that regard. Even though they'd done a bit bareback, she knew the contraceptive pill wasn't completely effective either and she was sure neither of them wanted any surprises. That had come much earlier in her life -- back when Fyr had been born. But that dragoness had been the best surprise Sasha could ever have wished for.