(It's a 2nd person story featuring a neutral gender human and a frisky feral male dragon)
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After another day of hard work, you arrive home tired and decide to have an early night. You step into the kitchen for one last drink. The breakfast bowl lies unwashed at the side of the sink. It can wait until tomorrow, surely? After a long slurp of the drink, you place it back in the fridge and turn the kitchen light off, heading upstairs.
You walk into the bathroom and pull on the light switch. You brush your teeth before washing your face with warm water and drying it with a towel. You glance at yourself one last time in the mirror, before exiting and making your way to your bedroom.
The sunset basks your bedroom in natural light, dimly but enough to make your way to the drawers to get changed into your nightclothes. While slipping into your shorts you hear a faint, low rumbling noise. It sounds close, almost as if it is coming from the same room, but you dismiss it as a noise from outside. A little while later, you hear the noise again. You glance at the window.
It isn’t open.
Maybe it’s the pipes, you think to yourself. You finish getting changed and just as you are about to shut the bedroom curtains, you hear the noise for a third time, directly behind you. You freeze in fear. It isn’t the pipes at all. It sounds….biological. Like an animal. A big, predatory animal. You quickly turn around, but you see nothing. You make your way to the light switch by the door, expecting the animal to suddenly lunge out at you. You flick the switch, turning the bedroom lights on. Suddenly you hear a loud roar coming from a black silhouette to your right. You turn your head to see...a dragon? Lying on your bed?
You look across at the dragon in curiosity. He is slightly larger than you, but only by a few centimetres. Its scales are dark and black but still reflect the red sunlight slipping through the bedroom window. Its head is long and thin, with several sharp, white teeth sticking out of its maw at the tip of the snout. Its wings are slightly outstretched along the bed and you marvel at their span, wondering how long they truly are.
The dragon looks at you in shared curiosity, before letting out an angered snarl and baring its serrated teeth. Looks like you woke it up by turning the lights on, and it isn’t very happy. You grip the handle of the door tightly, ready to make an escape. Instead, the dragon lays its head back onto your pillow and...smiles? What for?
The dragon lets out a low growl and stretches all four of its legs, audible cracks coming from each as it repositions itself on its back, showing off its chest and belly. Maybe this sadistic creature is showing you where you’ll end up once it's finished with you? You can’t be sure. You’ve never encountered a dragon before. This one could be a vegetarian. You never know.
As you continue to stare the dragon in amazement, you accidentally catch a glimpse of its private parts, and you quickly look away in embarrassment. The dragon must have been following your eyes as it gives out what you assume to be a playful chuckle. What does this dragon want? Is it teasing you before it inevitably devours you like dragons are supposed to do? Has this dragon been waiting for you? Was it showing you its nether region on purpose?
You look back to see the dragon staring at you with a smile on its snout. It brings a forepaw down towards its hindlegs, giving one of them a scratch on the inside towards its base. Your eyes instinctively follow the paw, and inevitably your gaze meets with the dragon’s crotch again. Instead of turning away, you keep looking. You quickly assume that the dragon is a female, due to what looks like a vulva where its penis would be, but you can’t be sure. Dragon anatomy could be miles away from that of humans.
The fact that you are even considering what gender a mythical creature is by looking at its genitals suddenly reaches your brain and you wipe your eyes, wondering if you’re dreaming or if it’s an illusion. You pull your hands from your eyes and...nope, the dragon is still there, its hindlegs now fully spread open. Right, it’s definitely exposing itself to you right now. Not used to being flashed by a dragon, you decide to take a closer look. Maybe it’s what the dragon wants?
You move to the bottom of the bed and lean over towards the dragon. Its smile grows, exposing some of its teeth. The dragon’s body is beautiful. The dark, glossy scales; the large, membraned wings; the cute, taloned paws. You can’t stop staring. You notice the dragon loves the attention, and responds by pointing a foreclaw down there. It’s not like you were heading anywhere else though. In under a minute your mind has gone from fear, to shock, to curiosity, to embarrassment and now to pure, unbridled lust for this dragon in front of you. You want to explore every curve and crevice of this dragon, to smell every scent and to savour every taste. You want to give this dragon the time of its life. Maybe the dragon slipped an aphrodisiac in your drink?
You bring your face to within inches of the dragon’s crotch. It lets out a soft murr from its vocal chords and edges its body closer to you, eager for you to experiment and explore. The dragon has a unique, alluring scent, unlike anything you’ve ever smelled before. The dragon’s slit leaks out a clear liquid that runs down towards its tailhole, just out of anticipation for your touch. The dragon brings down a forepaw and spreads open its slit with its talons, giving you a clear look inside. More clear liquid runs out, but this time you’re quick to lap it up with your tongue. The taste is strong, much stronger than its scent. You stare at the pink, wet, glistening flesh, before giving the inside a long, slow lick. In response, the dragon lets out a stifled roar, as if its throat was not ready for the sudden passage of air. You go in for a second lick, this time delving deeper into the dragon’s private crevice. Midway through the lick your tongue touches the tip of something hard. The talons spread the slit further, and you find it is the dragon’s hardening, emerging member. You give the tip strong, powerful licks as you feel it growing and pulsing with every passing moment, the dragon breathing heavily in pure ecstasy.
The dragon looks down at you, his face clearly showing the pleasure he just felt. His forepaw moves from his slit, closing it and pushing out a torrent of liquid dragon arousal which you happily slurp up off his scales. A claw gently brushes your face as it guides you to the drake’s other hole. His pucker twitches and clenches in anticipation as a new, muskier scent meets your nose.
You get as close as you can to the dragon’s back passage to take in every detail of his heavenly gate. It smells foul at first but you warm to it quickly, placing your nose just over the puckered flesh and inhaling deeply. The smell only increases your lust for the reptile and you wrap your arms around his tail, burying your face into his scaly ass as you take a long, hard sniff of his rim. His scent fills your lungs as you grip his tail tighter and give his scales a lick. You feel the ridges between the plates on your tongue as you continue to smell his tight, musky ring.
One thing leads to another as you suddenly have an uncontrollable urge to taste this drake’s tailhole. You give his soft orifice one last look before giving it a slow lick from bottom to top. A bitter, sharp, dirty taste fills your mouth and almost makes you gag with its strength. Regretfully you haven’t licked a dragon’s ass before so you have nothing to compare it to, but this one definitely tastes good.
You can’t help but have second helpings, this time pushing your tongue through the ring and tasting the inside. You’re met with the same bitter taste as you delve as far as you can into the dragon, stretching his wrinkled hole with your tongue and making him roar in pleasure. From the top of your vision you see the tip of the dragon’s thick, pink cock emerging from the slit, covered in tasty fluid. A drop runs down over his hole and his two flavours combine on your tongue, the taste indescribable.
Lust takes over your actions as you rim out the dragon as much as you can, slurping and savouring the earthy taste of the drake’s sewer. You explore every spot in and around his tailhole until you are sure you’ve lapped up every bit of the delectable flavour. The head of the dragon’s dick takes shape as more and more emerges from his slit, pushing out yet more delicious liquid that mixes with the dirty taste of his tailhole to bring you to ecstasy yourself.
You could lick the drake’s sexy, inviting ass all night, but a forepaw gently lifts your head. Your eyes meet with the dragon’s gaze as he summons you up with a claw on his other forepaw. You take one last slurp of his tasty rim before joining him further up the bed. The drake lets out a beautiful murr and nuzzles your neck with his snout, before giving it a warm, sloppy lick with his tongue. The sticky saliva quickly turns cold as the drake lifts his head, his lips meeting with yours. He exhales out of his nostrils with a sudden huff, keeping eye contact as you feel the warmth of his breath on your forehead. He forcefully pins you down on the bed with both forelegs, maintaining the kiss. Staring directly into you, his jaws part, drenching your face in thick warm spit as he licks along your face, the tongue feeling like soggy, squishy sandpaper. You take in the beautiful view of his open maw, fully knowing your current sight is often the last for those unlucky, or lucky enough to be this dragon’s prey. You can’t help but admire his sharp teeth, terrifying in the fact they could easily kill you before you have time to blink, but also sexy as they drip with slimy drool. The back of his tongue is bumpy with tastebuds, white with thick, dried spit. Looking further in, you notice the dragon’s fleshy, pulsing throat and the start of his esophagus, lined with thick globs of mucus and other disgusting slime.
The dragon breaks your concentration as he mischievously pins down your head and exhales a hot, humid, repulsive breath on your face, straight from his draconian lungs. You gag and cough as you almost choke on his poisonous, stale air. The sadistic drake laughs in response, releasing his grip on you as he rolls over and lies on your front, wings outstretched. You feel the bumpy vertebrae of his spine on your chest while the dragon stretches and gets comfortable on you. You wrap one arm around his chest, feeling it rise and fall with every deep breath the dragon takes. With the other, you stroke his soft, scaly tummy, occasionally hearing and feeling it gurgle as it churns and digests whatever the dragon ate previously. Drool leaks from the side of the dragon’s maw as he enjoys this warm, affectionate moment before the real fun begins.
The dragon grips one of your forearms with his paw and brings your hand up to his toothy mouth. He delicately outstretches your middle and forefinger with his tongue and pulls them into his maw, his jaws closing around your knuckles. The tongue lathers your fingers in the drake’s slimy, bubbly spit, while his hot breath basks them in warmth. The tongue is rough yet soft on your fingers as the drake fully soaks them in his draconic saliva, still maintaining a tight grip on your forearm.
His jaws part and he removes your fingers from his mouth, a thick, translucent string of spit connecting from your fingertips to the end of his tongue. Your hand is guided down the drake’s scaly body until they come to a stop directly above his nether region. You look down to see the head of the dragon’s cock and part of his shaft have pushed their way out of his drenched maleslit. It hangs limp and half erect, glistening with natural draconic lubricant. However, the drake isn’t interested in this part just yet…
He lowers your hand to the area just below it, where his eager tailhole awaits. Your palm makes contact with the side of his tail, followed by your dragon-saliva-soaked fingers on his tight pucker. You move your two fingers in circles around his draconian rim, lubricating it with his own slippery drool. You decide to slip in your forefinger first, testing the dragon’s resilience. He produces a deep growl from his throat as his ring tightly contracts around your finger, almost cutting off your circulation. You feel the softness of the dragon’s walls as you push your finger in deeper and deeper into his anal cavity. You stretch his pucker as much as you can with one finger, to make your way for the second, bigger one.
The dragon gives a sudden exhale as his strong muscles push your finger out of his tailhole. Wasting no time you line up both fingers and slowly push each inside. The drake’s body stiffens as his rim welcomes the wider penetration and tightens around your digits, holding onto them with a strong grip. The dragon’s breathing quickens the deeper you plunge and explore him. Looking down, you see the drake’s giant, ridged dragon dick at full mast. It pulses and throbs in parallel with the dragon’s heartbeat, occasionally oozing out a bead of pre from the tip which then runs down along his tall shaft.
Unable to wait any longer, you reach down with your other hand, placing your palm underneath the dragon’s cockhead to catch any leaks. You quickly shove your penetrating fingers as far into the dragon as you can, your reward being a deep, loud roar of pleasure and a particularly large throb of his member, letting loose a squirt of cloudy precum which is swiftly caught in your cupped hand. You bring it to your mouth and slurp the runny juice, swilling it around your mouth to cover every tastebud in the mythical creature’s ejaculate. You want to taste and swallow all that the dragon’s internal balls have to offer, and you think up a plan to maximise the drake’s emission when he finally climaxes. You smile to yourself and put your plan into action.
You wrap your hand around the hardened shaft of the dragon’s large, sensitive cock and slowly stroke up and down, squeezing ever so slightly to tantalise and activate every nerve. With your other hand you root around the drake’s wet and smelly rectum, trying to locate his internal pleasure switch. You push in your two fingers as far as they can go, stretching the dragon’s rim even more in search of your destination. You stroke and prod his soft and fleshy walls, feeling the searing internal warmth as you hear his giant draconian heart taking another strong beat. After a few more moments of rummaging inside the dragon’s anus, you finally feel what you’re after. A small lump deep inside, on the top of his internal wall, behind his cock.
You give it a slight prod while simultaneously tightening your grip on the shaft, leading to another, louder roar of pleasure from the drake’s throat. This only encourages you more, maintaining the tight grip on the heavily pulsing rod as you speed up the stroking. You move your fingers over the drake’s fiery hot prostate, slightly pushing it forward each time. The drake’s body warms as his wings give a strong uncontrolled flap in response to your heightened assault on the dragon’s most private of areas. He bellows a loud roar yet again, close to release. He kicks a hindleg in the air as his body fails to handle the pleasure coming from his cock and prostate. You think about moving down to get a mouthful of the dragon’s love when he finally blows, but you decide against shifting him off you. Anyway, it will be much more enjoyable to lick his cum off of his scales.
You tighten your grip further and wank the dragon’s erection as fast as your arm can move, while attacking his vulnerable, highly sensitive prostate. The reptile loses control of his actions as he comes closer and closer to climaxing. Roars, kicks, flaps and arching can all be heard and felt as you grip the dragon’s body tightly with both arms as a pool of precum grows on the scales of his belly below his cock. The pulsing increases along with the dragon’s quickening heartbeat. Every muscle in his body tenses as they prepare for his strong climax. The dragon hits his pleasure threshold and releases his hold on his load.
Roaring out as loud as he can, the dragon arches his back as his cock spasms and throbs, squirting out his thick, gooey cum with incredible pressure. You feel a second, bigger pulse as an even larger spurt of seed shoots out of his cocktip and splatters across his aching body. You give his prostate a quick flick with your forefinger and he responds by arching his back higher so he shoots his third spurt upwards towards his snout. His wide cockhole allows for multiple more thick ropes of sticky dragon semen to land on his chest and snout with a loud splat. Every twitch and contraction shakes the drake as he empties the contents of his balls onto himself.
His tired frame relaxes and he collapses back onto you, his front a sticky, white mess. You take your soggy, slimy fingers out of his ass and edge out from underneath him to take a closer look at the aftermath. Your bed sheets are ruined, both torn by his claws and stained by his cock, which still throbs lightly as it starts to grow limp and shrink back into his slit. You lean over and give his dick a light squeeze, to coax out any stubborn cum remaining in the tube. A helping of runny seminal fluid escapes from the tip, which you catch on your tongue and swallow. You pop the softened head in your mouth and give it a light suck, licking the hole to make sure the dragon is truly empty.
You look up at the dragon’s underbody, which is splattered with unimaginably thick strands of fresh, warm drakemilk. You get to work lapping up the sickly gooey spooge, putting your mouth to a particularly large strand and sucking it up through your lips like a slimy noodle. You feel the incredibly arousing texture as you squish the thick dragon cum between your tongue and the roof of your mouth, eyeing up the dragon for the next tasty string to slurp. Instead you have a better idea, and you use your hands to gather a large pool of cum on the drake’s belly, before eating up as much as you can. The mixture of runny fluid and thick sticky goo fills your mouth, the taste rich and musky. You tilt your head back and take a hard swallow, feeling the dragon’s warm semen sliding down your throat and into your stomach. Eager for more, you continue to lap, slurp, swill and swallow each strand on the dragon’s body until your stomach sloshes with the dragon’s seed.
You lie face down on the dragon’s sticky chest as you feel it rise and fall with his breathing. A beautiful pleasured growl escapes him as he looks down at you with a smile on his snout. He enjoyed his time with you, and it definitely won’t be the last time...
You walk into the bathroom and pull on the light switch. You brush your teeth before washing your face with warm water and drying it with a towel. You glance at yourself one last time in the mirror, before exiting and making your way to your bedroom.
The sunset basks your bedroom in natural light, dimly but enough to make your way to the drawers to get changed into your nightclothes. While slipping into your shorts you hear a faint, low rumbling noise. It sounds close, almost as if it is coming from the same room, but you dismiss it as a noise from outside. A little while later, you hear the noise again. You glance at the window.
It isn’t open.
Maybe it’s the pipes, you think to yourself. You finish getting changed and just as you are about to shut the bedroom curtains, you hear the noise for a third time, directly behind you. You freeze in fear. It isn’t the pipes at all. It sounds….biological. Like an animal. A big, predatory animal. You quickly turn around, but you see nothing. You make your way to the light switch by the door, expecting the animal to suddenly lunge out at you. You flick the switch, turning the bedroom lights on. Suddenly you hear a loud roar coming from a black silhouette to your right. You turn your head to see...a dragon? Lying on your bed?
You look across at the dragon in curiosity. He is slightly larger than you, but only by a few centimetres. Its scales are dark and black but still reflect the red sunlight slipping through the bedroom window. Its head is long and thin, with several sharp, white teeth sticking out of its maw at the tip of the snout. Its wings are slightly outstretched along the bed and you marvel at their span, wondering how long they truly are.
The dragon looks at you in shared curiosity, before letting out an angered snarl and baring its serrated teeth. Looks like you woke it up by turning the lights on, and it isn’t very happy. You grip the handle of the door tightly, ready to make an escape. Instead, the dragon lays its head back onto your pillow and...smiles? What for?
The dragon lets out a low growl and stretches all four of its legs, audible cracks coming from each as it repositions itself on its back, showing off its chest and belly. Maybe this sadistic creature is showing you where you’ll end up once it's finished with you? You can’t be sure. You’ve never encountered a dragon before. This one could be a vegetarian. You never know.
As you continue to stare the dragon in amazement, you accidentally catch a glimpse of its private parts, and you quickly look away in embarrassment. The dragon must have been following your eyes as it gives out what you assume to be a playful chuckle. What does this dragon want? Is it teasing you before it inevitably devours you like dragons are supposed to do? Has this dragon been waiting for you? Was it showing you its nether region on purpose?
You look back to see the dragon staring at you with a smile on its snout. It brings a forepaw down towards its hindlegs, giving one of them a scratch on the inside towards its base. Your eyes instinctively follow the paw, and inevitably your gaze meets with the dragon’s crotch again. Instead of turning away, you keep looking. You quickly assume that the dragon is a female, due to what looks like a vulva where its penis would be, but you can’t be sure. Dragon anatomy could be miles away from that of humans.
The fact that you are even considering what gender a mythical creature is by looking at its genitals suddenly reaches your brain and you wipe your eyes, wondering if you’re dreaming or if it’s an illusion. You pull your hands from your eyes and...nope, the dragon is still there, its hindlegs now fully spread open. Right, it’s definitely exposing itself to you right now. Not used to being flashed by a dragon, you decide to take a closer look. Maybe it’s what the dragon wants?
You move to the bottom of the bed and lean over towards the dragon. Its smile grows, exposing some of its teeth. The dragon’s body is beautiful. The dark, glossy scales; the large, membraned wings; the cute, taloned paws. You can’t stop staring. You notice the dragon loves the attention, and responds by pointing a foreclaw down there. It’s not like you were heading anywhere else though. In under a minute your mind has gone from fear, to shock, to curiosity, to embarrassment and now to pure, unbridled lust for this dragon in front of you. You want to explore every curve and crevice of this dragon, to smell every scent and to savour every taste. You want to give this dragon the time of its life. Maybe the dragon slipped an aphrodisiac in your drink?
You bring your face to within inches of the dragon’s crotch. It lets out a soft murr from its vocal chords and edges its body closer to you, eager for you to experiment and explore. The dragon has a unique, alluring scent, unlike anything you’ve ever smelled before. The dragon’s slit leaks out a clear liquid that runs down towards its tailhole, just out of anticipation for your touch. The dragon brings down a forepaw and spreads open its slit with its talons, giving you a clear look inside. More clear liquid runs out, but this time you’re quick to lap it up with your tongue. The taste is strong, much stronger than its scent. You stare at the pink, wet, glistening flesh, before giving the inside a long, slow lick. In response, the dragon lets out a stifled roar, as if its throat was not ready for the sudden passage of air. You go in for a second lick, this time delving deeper into the dragon’s private crevice. Midway through the lick your tongue touches the tip of something hard. The talons spread the slit further, and you find it is the dragon’s hardening, emerging member. You give the tip strong, powerful licks as you feel it growing and pulsing with every passing moment, the dragon breathing heavily in pure ecstasy.
The dragon looks down at you, his face clearly showing the pleasure he just felt. His forepaw moves from his slit, closing it and pushing out a torrent of liquid dragon arousal which you happily slurp up off his scales. A claw gently brushes your face as it guides you to the drake’s other hole. His pucker twitches and clenches in anticipation as a new, muskier scent meets your nose.
You get as close as you can to the dragon’s back passage to take in every detail of his heavenly gate. It smells foul at first but you warm to it quickly, placing your nose just over the puckered flesh and inhaling deeply. The smell only increases your lust for the reptile and you wrap your arms around his tail, burying your face into his scaly ass as you take a long, hard sniff of his rim. His scent fills your lungs as you grip his tail tighter and give his scales a lick. You feel the ridges between the plates on your tongue as you continue to smell his tight, musky ring.
One thing leads to another as you suddenly have an uncontrollable urge to taste this drake’s tailhole. You give his soft orifice one last look before giving it a slow lick from bottom to top. A bitter, sharp, dirty taste fills your mouth and almost makes you gag with its strength. Regretfully you haven’t licked a dragon’s ass before so you have nothing to compare it to, but this one definitely tastes good.
You can’t help but have second helpings, this time pushing your tongue through the ring and tasting the inside. You’re met with the same bitter taste as you delve as far as you can into the dragon, stretching his wrinkled hole with your tongue and making him roar in pleasure. From the top of your vision you see the tip of the dragon’s thick, pink cock emerging from the slit, covered in tasty fluid. A drop runs down over his hole and his two flavours combine on your tongue, the taste indescribable.
Lust takes over your actions as you rim out the dragon as much as you can, slurping and savouring the earthy taste of the drake’s sewer. You explore every spot in and around his tailhole until you are sure you’ve lapped up every bit of the delectable flavour. The head of the dragon’s dick takes shape as more and more emerges from his slit, pushing out yet more delicious liquid that mixes with the dirty taste of his tailhole to bring you to ecstasy yourself.
You could lick the drake’s sexy, inviting ass all night, but a forepaw gently lifts your head. Your eyes meet with the dragon’s gaze as he summons you up with a claw on his other forepaw. You take one last slurp of his tasty rim before joining him further up the bed. The drake lets out a beautiful murr and nuzzles your neck with his snout, before giving it a warm, sloppy lick with his tongue. The sticky saliva quickly turns cold as the drake lifts his head, his lips meeting with yours. He exhales out of his nostrils with a sudden huff, keeping eye contact as you feel the warmth of his breath on your forehead. He forcefully pins you down on the bed with both forelegs, maintaining the kiss. Staring directly into you, his jaws part, drenching your face in thick warm spit as he licks along your face, the tongue feeling like soggy, squishy sandpaper. You take in the beautiful view of his open maw, fully knowing your current sight is often the last for those unlucky, or lucky enough to be this dragon’s prey. You can’t help but admire his sharp teeth, terrifying in the fact they could easily kill you before you have time to blink, but also sexy as they drip with slimy drool. The back of his tongue is bumpy with tastebuds, white with thick, dried spit. Looking further in, you notice the dragon’s fleshy, pulsing throat and the start of his esophagus, lined with thick globs of mucus and other disgusting slime.
The dragon breaks your concentration as he mischievously pins down your head and exhales a hot, humid, repulsive breath on your face, straight from his draconian lungs. You gag and cough as you almost choke on his poisonous, stale air. The sadistic drake laughs in response, releasing his grip on you as he rolls over and lies on your front, wings outstretched. You feel the bumpy vertebrae of his spine on your chest while the dragon stretches and gets comfortable on you. You wrap one arm around his chest, feeling it rise and fall with every deep breath the dragon takes. With the other, you stroke his soft, scaly tummy, occasionally hearing and feeling it gurgle as it churns and digests whatever the dragon ate previously. Drool leaks from the side of the dragon’s maw as he enjoys this warm, affectionate moment before the real fun begins.
The dragon grips one of your forearms with his paw and brings your hand up to his toothy mouth. He delicately outstretches your middle and forefinger with his tongue and pulls them into his maw, his jaws closing around your knuckles. The tongue lathers your fingers in the drake’s slimy, bubbly spit, while his hot breath basks them in warmth. The tongue is rough yet soft on your fingers as the drake fully soaks them in his draconic saliva, still maintaining a tight grip on your forearm.
His jaws part and he removes your fingers from his mouth, a thick, translucent string of spit connecting from your fingertips to the end of his tongue. Your hand is guided down the drake’s scaly body until they come to a stop directly above his nether region. You look down to see the head of the dragon’s cock and part of his shaft have pushed their way out of his drenched maleslit. It hangs limp and half erect, glistening with natural draconic lubricant. However, the drake isn’t interested in this part just yet…
He lowers your hand to the area just below it, where his eager tailhole awaits. Your palm makes contact with the side of his tail, followed by your dragon-saliva-soaked fingers on his tight pucker. You move your two fingers in circles around his draconian rim, lubricating it with his own slippery drool. You decide to slip in your forefinger first, testing the dragon’s resilience. He produces a deep growl from his throat as his ring tightly contracts around your finger, almost cutting off your circulation. You feel the softness of the dragon’s walls as you push your finger in deeper and deeper into his anal cavity. You stretch his pucker as much as you can with one finger, to make your way for the second, bigger one.
The dragon gives a sudden exhale as his strong muscles push your finger out of his tailhole. Wasting no time you line up both fingers and slowly push each inside. The drake’s body stiffens as his rim welcomes the wider penetration and tightens around your digits, holding onto them with a strong grip. The dragon’s breathing quickens the deeper you plunge and explore him. Looking down, you see the drake’s giant, ridged dragon dick at full mast. It pulses and throbs in parallel with the dragon’s heartbeat, occasionally oozing out a bead of pre from the tip which then runs down along his tall shaft.
Unable to wait any longer, you reach down with your other hand, placing your palm underneath the dragon’s cockhead to catch any leaks. You quickly shove your penetrating fingers as far into the dragon as you can, your reward being a deep, loud roar of pleasure and a particularly large throb of his member, letting loose a squirt of cloudy precum which is swiftly caught in your cupped hand. You bring it to your mouth and slurp the runny juice, swilling it around your mouth to cover every tastebud in the mythical creature’s ejaculate. You want to taste and swallow all that the dragon’s internal balls have to offer, and you think up a plan to maximise the drake’s emission when he finally climaxes. You smile to yourself and put your plan into action.
You wrap your hand around the hardened shaft of the dragon’s large, sensitive cock and slowly stroke up and down, squeezing ever so slightly to tantalise and activate every nerve. With your other hand you root around the drake’s wet and smelly rectum, trying to locate his internal pleasure switch. You push in your two fingers as far as they can go, stretching the dragon’s rim even more in search of your destination. You stroke and prod his soft and fleshy walls, feeling the searing internal warmth as you hear his giant draconian heart taking another strong beat. After a few more moments of rummaging inside the dragon’s anus, you finally feel what you’re after. A small lump deep inside, on the top of his internal wall, behind his cock.
You give it a slight prod while simultaneously tightening your grip on the shaft, leading to another, louder roar of pleasure from the drake’s throat. This only encourages you more, maintaining the tight grip on the heavily pulsing rod as you speed up the stroking. You move your fingers over the drake’s fiery hot prostate, slightly pushing it forward each time. The drake’s body warms as his wings give a strong uncontrolled flap in response to your heightened assault on the dragon’s most private of areas. He bellows a loud roar yet again, close to release. He kicks a hindleg in the air as his body fails to handle the pleasure coming from his cock and prostate. You think about moving down to get a mouthful of the dragon’s love when he finally blows, but you decide against shifting him off you. Anyway, it will be much more enjoyable to lick his cum off of his scales.
You tighten your grip further and wank the dragon’s erection as fast as your arm can move, while attacking his vulnerable, highly sensitive prostate. The reptile loses control of his actions as he comes closer and closer to climaxing. Roars, kicks, flaps and arching can all be heard and felt as you grip the dragon’s body tightly with both arms as a pool of precum grows on the scales of his belly below his cock. The pulsing increases along with the dragon’s quickening heartbeat. Every muscle in his body tenses as they prepare for his strong climax. The dragon hits his pleasure threshold and releases his hold on his load.
Roaring out as loud as he can, the dragon arches his back as his cock spasms and throbs, squirting out his thick, gooey cum with incredible pressure. You feel a second, bigger pulse as an even larger spurt of seed shoots out of his cocktip and splatters across his aching body. You give his prostate a quick flick with your forefinger and he responds by arching his back higher so he shoots his third spurt upwards towards his snout. His wide cockhole allows for multiple more thick ropes of sticky dragon semen to land on his chest and snout with a loud splat. Every twitch and contraction shakes the drake as he empties the contents of his balls onto himself.
His tired frame relaxes and he collapses back onto you, his front a sticky, white mess. You take your soggy, slimy fingers out of his ass and edge out from underneath him to take a closer look at the aftermath. Your bed sheets are ruined, both torn by his claws and stained by his cock, which still throbs lightly as it starts to grow limp and shrink back into his slit. You lean over and give his dick a light squeeze, to coax out any stubborn cum remaining in the tube. A helping of runny seminal fluid escapes from the tip, which you catch on your tongue and swallow. You pop the softened head in your mouth and give it a light suck, licking the hole to make sure the dragon is truly empty.
You look up at the dragon’s underbody, which is splattered with unimaginably thick strands of fresh, warm drakemilk. You get to work lapping up the sickly gooey spooge, putting your mouth to a particularly large strand and sucking it up through your lips like a slimy noodle. You feel the incredibly arousing texture as you squish the thick dragon cum between your tongue and the roof of your mouth, eyeing up the dragon for the next tasty string to slurp. Instead you have a better idea, and you use your hands to gather a large pool of cum on the drake’s belly, before eating up as much as you can. The mixture of runny fluid and thick sticky goo fills your mouth, the taste rich and musky. You tilt your head back and take a hard swallow, feeling the dragon’s warm semen sliding down your throat and into your stomach. Eager for more, you continue to lap, slurp, swill and swallow each strand on the dragon’s body until your stomach sloshes with the dragon’s seed.
You lie face down on the dragon’s sticky chest as you feel it rise and fall with his breathing. A beautiful pleasured growl escapes him as he looks down at you with a smile on his snout. He enjoyed his time with you, and it definitely won’t be the last time...
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