Sharks & Sisters

"I'm Cheryal. Nice to meet you!"

It was far too chirpy for a first meeting and Kao could not help but know in the back of his mind that something was up. To his credit, however, the drake hid it well, only shaking her paw and inviting her to sit down.

"Kao. Always good to meet some of Fyr's friends."

"Oh, I've become a very close friend," Cheryal elaborated, a giggle on her lips. "But I wouldn't want you to overthink that. Only...she's told me some things."

The drake's gaze slid to Fyr, who was far from the picture of innocence with her paws behind her back, fingers crossed.

"Told you things..." He said slowly. "Like what?"

"Oh... Just things..."

Subtlety was not the shark's strong point and Fyr sighed, pressing her fingers to a pressure point between her temples. She was going to be the one needing alcohol at such a rate.

Sitting between them on the sofa, Fyr took back a little more control of the situation, her paw resting oh so casually on her brother's thigh. Cheryal leaned in happily, much more comfortable with sharing personal space with the dragoness than she was with the shark. Stiffening slightly, Fyr pushed her back with a wing, allowing herself just a little bit more breathing space.

"So, what's brought you here today, Cheryal?" Kao asked, initiating conversation when no one else took the lead. "You guys heading off out somewhere?"

"Oh no..." Cheryal said, waving her hand vaguely. "I just thought we would hang out here, all get to know each other a little bit."

Kao smirked.

"Why would you want to get to know me? Just what has my...girlfriend been telling you?"

Oh, he'd so very nearly slipped up there, but Fyr covered up Kao's hesitation with swift and shocking efficiency.

"Not that much, sweetie," she said with a sultry wink, just for him. "We've only been talking boyfriends... You know. Lady to lady talk and the like."

And then Cheryal ruined it. Or made it. One or the other. Somehow, Fyr had always known that the shark would turn that way, swimming in head first to the situation that she lusted after and yet still recoiled from, ever so slightly. For the shark wanted something more than a casual fling as much as she simply wanted to reach that high of orgasm again - just perhaps not from her own hand or a toy for a change.

"I've seen a photo of your cock!"

Kao stiffened.

"Have you really?"

"Hell." Fyr rolled her eyes dramatically - they were going to be sealed into the back of her skull at the rate she was rolling them of late. "What have you been watching, Kao? Downton Abbey?"

Huffing, the drake crossed his arms and glared at her, although there was a heat in his neck, stifling, hot patches spreading down where they shouldn't have been, which had not been there before.

"Fyr, I think I have a right to know who you're showing pictures like that to!"

Fyr shook her head, a grin pulling at her lips.

"Sweetheart, you love it really, don't try to hide it. And, yes, before you ask, she did like what she saw."

Kao snorted even as the shark giggled, not bothering to cover her mouth as she laughed.

"Well, that's hardly a surprise."

"She did say you were cocky," Cheryal observed, leaning a little over Fyr as if she was trying to get a better look at the drake. "But I didn't think you would be quite so much."

The drake puffed a cloud of smoke and flicked his tail.

"When you know you're a catch, there's hardly anything you can do to change anything about that. It is what it is. And I'm a good one."

"Fyr says you may just be willing to share the 'good' around," Cheryal murmured, eyes roaming his body lustfully. "Depends what you say to it. Or what your body says to it."

Damn, the shark was forward. Fyr shook her head, wondering just what had made the predator so bold, but perhaps that was simply the way of an oceanic predator. They had, after all, had to act swiftly to make a kill and survive in times gone by and, perhaps, the same was true of mating. Kao had been single-minded about going after what he wanted when he'd taken her virginity and that had all worked out for the best, so maybe there was nothing all that wrong with the direct route after all.

"I say..." Kao said slowly, rolling each and every word around his muzzle to draw them out before speaking coherently. "That perhaps I need to talk to Fyr alone on this one first."

Cheryal's face fell and Fyr leapt in, fantasy crumbling before her eyes as she snatched at it.

"No!" She said hurriedly. "Kao, we've been talking about this for a while now, me and Cheryal. This is just for a bit of fun, but I guess you don't have to really do it if you don't want to..."

Trailing off, she painted her best crestfallen look across her muzzle and stared down at the carpet, making sure to allow her snout to wrinkle in just the right way that it looked like, maybe, just maybe, she was about to cry. It was a look that had worked on her less charming brother as a younger drake and that certainly wasn't about to change now. Kao sighed heavily and slipped his arm around her shoulders, drawing her in close to his chest.

"Fyr, come on, no I didn't mean that I didn't want to..."

"So - that's a yes!"

Cheryal clapped her hands together, the sharp fine on her back digging into the cushions on the sofa. The drake smiled at her, a different kind of hunger burning in the back of his eyes. Fyr knew that look very well. It was the one he turned on her after a long day of college, where he needed to grab her by the back of the neck, bend her over the arm of the sofa and fuck her.

Fyr shivered. Maybe, if she was lucky, she'd get to see him turn that on Cheryal.

"Don't worry, Kao," she said, nuzzling her lips up his neck to the firm, chiselled line of his jaw. "I know what you meant. And I wouldn't have suggested it if it didn't..." She blushed. "...It just excites me too. Kind of. I know we tried before and things didn't go too well, but Cheryal seems really nice."

The last bit, about trying things before, was for the shark's benefit as she clicked her tongue into the corner of her mouth in sympathy.

"Fyr, I had no idea you were so experimental!"

It was almost a required thing of being at college during their time, but Fyr smiled and nodded just the same. Little did Cheryal know that the two of them experimented and played far more than probably anyone else at the college altogether, though incest was probably pushing the bar quite high.

Kao stretched out a wing behind Fyr's back, gently bumping the shark's shoulder as she giggled and leaned in closer to the dragoness.

"Let's have a drink to, you know, settle our nerves," Kao purred. "I wouldn't want you to feel uncomfortable at all, Cheryal. I want you...nice and relaxed. Very relaxed."

"I'll get them."

It was Fyr that hopped up, though she knew the real reason that he was asking her wasn't because he wanted a drink or even actually wanted her to get Cheryal a drink. It was just to get her out of the room.

And so she lingered in the kitchen, mulling over her choices before getting the bottle of whisky down, something that would at least burn the back of her throat pleasurably and be a nice drink for Kao after the deed was done. For there was no way she could see the drake taking a drink before taking the shark.

The dragoness, of course, was quite right, but her breath still caught in her throat as she re-entered the living room, three glasses pressed between her paws. Cheryal was practically in her brother's lap, arms around his neck as they kissed, the drake seeming to take exceptional pleasure in exploring the difference in her shark-like lips. The dragoness' heart pounded heavily and the glasses shook, ice clinking against the glasses. But the two of them, caught up in the wiles of one another, paid her no mind, Kao sliding a paw up Cheryal's bare thigh and under her purple skirt.

"Damn..."

The word came out under Fyr's breath, but her brother still lifted his head and threw her a lazy grin, smoke curling from his nostrils.

"Why don't you come help me get ready for her, Fyr?"

It wasn't something that any sister should have done, but the dragoness' legs moved automatically, obeying the dominantly proud drake before she well and truly went weak at the knees. It shouldn't have been so easy to do as he wanted her to, but all she wanted to see was that smile on his lips, lust rising even as his cock bulged through his jeans. She doubted that he actually needed much, if any, help in getting hard, but she was too caught up in the moment to shoot back some kind of snarky response that may have otherwise jumped to her lips.

Setting the glasses down with trembling paws, she instantly forgot hers and dropped to her knees, fingers fumbling eagerly at the button and zip. Thank heavens he had not worn a belt around the house - well, to be fair, she had been the one to insist that he put clothes on to begin with - for she had more than enough trouble without them, taking several attempts with paws that shook terribly to actually slip his trousers down around his hips. Helping her as he tilted Cheryal's lips up to his, Kao gave a little wriggle of his hips that slid his attire down, revealing his hard shaft and the ridges that made her heart pound so.

"Oh..."

The shark moaned into the kiss as Fyr curled her fingers around Kao's rapidly hardening shaft, heart in her mouth. She'd never done it with someone like Cheryal watching before, little more than a cuckold to her brother and his lover of the evening. But she was the one that had put herself in such a situation - so why did her mouth suddenly feel so dry and throat tight with barely restrained desire? It was all she could do, right there and then, to not beg Kao to bend Cheryal over the arm of the sofa and fuck her for all he was worth, hammering into her undoubtedly dripping sex over and over again until they both screamed in orgasm.

Slurping on her brother's shaft, Fyr moaned and closed her eyes, heat in her cheeks. Cheryal's giggle may or may not have been directed at her, but she did not look up to see, the rustle of clothing more than enough to tell her that her attire was slowly being liberated from her grey-skinned body.

What would Cheryal have said if she'd known Fyr was blowing her own brother while she locked lips with him over her head? Fyr shivered, that delicious little thrill bringing fresh light to her own lust, a simmering heat curling through every last fibre of her being. It didn't matter that the carpet was coarse on her knees, only that she whined softly and took more and more of his cock into her paw, letting that tip press up into the back of her throat in the most intimate of kisses.

"You're so hot..."

Not paying Fyr any attention, Kao helped Cheryal stand, jaws parted in raspy lust as the shark slipped out of her skirt, leaving herself in nothing but a stylish royal blue lingerie set that beautifully accentuated her thick thighs and heft breasts. One would not have thought them particularly slim for swimming, but it was perhaps a good thing that the evolved, anthro sharks had taken on more mammalian traits, perhaps in the name of breeding; research, after all, was still going on into how inter-species breeding had had a knock-on effect in development. That aside, the shark's nipples perked wantonly and Kao dipped his muzzle to suckle at both through the light lace, squeezing her large breasts together as Cheryal moaned, eyes half-lidded with lust that she didn't bother trying to conceal.

Wrapping an arm around Kao's leg, more to stabilise herself than anything else, the dragoness leaned into him, lapping languidly over his lightly scales balls and up his length as pre-cum beaded at the tip. He didn't need any help getting hard - she could see clearly now that it had all been a ruse, a ploy to get her just where he wanted her to be. If he didn't make it so easy to do what he wanted, perhaps Fyr would have resisted him more, but it was and always had been so very hard to resist the lure of that throbbing shaft, pre-cum as thick and salty on her tongue as it'd ever been.

A bra fell on top of her head and Fyr gasped, though there was nothing she could do to react in time as Kao bore the shark back to the sofa, panties tugged to the side only enough for him to drive his fingers into her sex. They plunged home in a lewd squelch of juices as Cheryal gasped, rocking her hips up to him even as her back pressed into the cushions, her fin sliding between them.

"Not going to the bedroom?" She giggled, fluttering her eyelashes at the drake. "Such a naughty dragon..."

Kao smirked.

"We can go there, if you like, but it's only going to delay..." His eyes drifted down to his cock, almost casually. "...Things."

"Oh, now I wouldn't want that..."

And she didn't. Spreading her legs for him as he scooted her buttocks to the edge of the sofa, kneeling before the low cushions to present the tip of his drooling shaft to her sex. Her pussy lips were flushed, a lighter grey stretched across her soft pussy, and she rolled her hips to him as he teased her, a finger rubbing fleetingly over her large, pulsing nub of a clit.

Her eyes locked onto Fyr's, paralysed with lust on the floor as her attention remained riveted on the scene before her. Although it was a scenario she had, of course, set in motion, she could hardly believe that it was happening, juices soaking through the fancy panties that she'd donned that were undoubtedly now ruined. But it didn't matter. Nothing mattered. As long as her brother rocked his hips forward and drove into that shark's sexy cunny, she would be a happy girlfriend and sister in all meanings of the word.

It had been so long since she'd actually watched her brother with another - and then it had been a dragoness, not a shark! Stifling a moan, Fyr tried to give a tentative nod to say that it was okay for Cheryal to be doing what she was doing, but it came out rather curter than intended.

The shark laughed softly, eyes dancing.

"You gonna watch, Fyr," Cheryal breathed. "Watch me fuck... Ohhhh!"

She didn't finish the sentence as Kao plunged into her, effectively cutting off anything further she may have had to say. Spearing deep, he growled as he forced her sex to accept his ridges, popping each and every one into her as the shark twisted beneath him. She clung to his arms, head turning away as her cheeks flushed, the drake's tail swinging lightly down to brush against her own, the fins lightly caressing his scales. Fyr trembled, squeezing her thighs together simply to resist the urge to push her paw between them instead.

"Oh..." Cheryal twisted, head bumping the back of the sofa. "So big!"

Although he smirked, Kao didn't pause to shoot back some remark on how he knew he was big - Fyr knew her brother well and the thought was only a fraction from his tongue at any point - choosing instead to drive into his lover of the evening with lust and vigour. He was there, after all, to give a show and get what he wanted from both of them. Drawing the shark's legs up closer to her chest, he bent them back and leaned over her with a ferocious snarl, pupils dilating with lust.

And Fyr could not help but creep closer, watching just how Kao's scaled balls swung up to the shark's buttocks as he fucked her as if Fyr had not been pleasing him in months. The new flavour of the month would always hold more allure than his sister and he did not even cast a look back at her as the shark beneath him gasped and moaned, trying to wrap her legs around him, but struggling to find purchase even with her more sandpapery skin.

So all the dragoness could do was watch her brother plunder his new catch of the day, her hungry cunt sucking him in as if the shark had had rather a lot more sex than she claimed. But perhaps she was simply just that aroused that her pussy was soaked, even her soft pussy lips gleaming with arousal as they strained lewdly around the drake's thick length. Groaning deep in the back of her throat, Cheryal shook her head as if trying to locate something, though there was only lust ringing through her moans as the jerks and judders of her hips grew ever-increasingly fervent, urgency demanding more of her body.

"Fuck!" Cheryal howled, tail thrashing. "I'm..."

But she never finished that sentence either as Kao pounded her into what had to be a gripping climax, the shark grinding wantonly back at him as she rode out her high. Her jaws parted, sharp teeth intended for ripping and tearing flashing, showing that, regardless of anything else, she was a predator and a predator she would remain. The drake snarled out a swear that Fyr didn't quite catch, hammering into her brutally as the sofa creaked and protested under the assault.

"Fuck, you're so hot...and tight," he grunted, eyes dark and nostrils flared. "So much better...to fuck..."

Cheryal didn't catch it, but Fyr blushed heavily, not that she had any real illusions as to what her brother thought of her in love and lust. It was just hot to hear him talk like that and made her want to raise her tail for him, begging him to pound her as if he could get off over and over again, using her as a breeding toy for nothing more than his own pleasure.

Snarling like a feral drake of times long gone by, Kao grunted and leaned far over the shark, pounding her as she rode through her climax, ripples of pleasure coursing on and one as her eyes rolled back into her head. There was little the shark could do, however, to stay the pleasurable assault on her tight pussy, holding onto the drake's forearms as he rounded his back, driving into her with all the strength in his body.

Fyr bit her lip, eyes alight. How could she have forgotten how erotic it was to watch him fuck someone else, to power into them with his muscles tensing and tail lashing? She couldn't help herself, pressing her paw down the front of her jeans as she felt her soaked underwear with a low moan. Her clit seemed to throb into her fingers and the heat in her muzzle and neck could not be denied as she masturbated herself, driven to the height of lust as her brother's breath caught in that delightful moment before climax.

His balls bounced off the delectable crease between the shark's round buttocks as he roared, wings snapping out to their full extent as if to publicly announce his dominance and power. Groaning beneath him, Cheryal's arms fell back to the sofa as he delivered spurt after spurt of dragon-seed to her needy cunny.

Fyr shuddered. She knew just how that felt, how each spurt seemed hotter than the last, making the one subjected to the filling want more and more - always more. It would feel as if she couldn't possibly take anymore and yet her brother would still surprise her by a few, final powerful jets of cum that seemed to be more forceful than was really required for an orgasm. It was hot though, oh so very hot, to have a male cum so hard, barely a trickle of semen oozing out around his thick shaft as he stayed buried deeply, chest heaving and wings slowly drooping to either side of his back.

Would Cheryal lust after him as she had for so long?

Groaning, Kao withdrew his still-hard shaft from the shark's cunt, her pussy spilling his viscous cum in a messy creampie. To Fyr's surprise, her pussy lips seemed to pull together again more quickly, not leaving a gape at all, but the throbbing pulse of her clit pushed back her clitoral hood, demonstrating her need even if her body tried to keep every bit of sensual seed locked inside her passage.

Standing slowly, Kao flicked his tail and crooked a finger in Fyr's direction, drawing her attention as if it had ever wandered anywhere else for even a moment.

"Clean me off...Fyr," he murmured, taking a second to think about the term with which he wanted to address her. "Put that tongue of yours to good use."