Temptation
Giving my character some needed time with a dragoness. Who wouldn't want to have a sexy dragoness?
Andrew, a German shepherd and Doberman pinscher mix, was invited to his friend's home, Yang a silver scale dragoness. She told him the front door would be open and that he should lock it once he was inside. He walks up the front steps to her home and grabs the door knob; giving it a turn, the knob click and the door opens.
"Hello?" Andrew says entering her home. "Yang, are you home?" he continues to look around the front foyer. The lights are all dim and give a soft glow of light. He glances around for a moment before closing the door and locking it as he was asked. "Yang?" he calls out again as he walks slowly into her home; blinking repeatedly to allow his eyes to adjust to the dim light. Now able to see, Andrew notices a trail of white rose petals leading upstairs.
He grabs the banister and looks up, the open balcony hallway over the front foyer leads towards a dark hallway. Taking a breath, he slowly accents the step. Some creak under his feet as he comes to the top and turns to face the hallway. The flower petals show the path towards the end of the hallway. He looks to see a door ajar at the end and soft light flickering within. He moves towards the door, his black fur starting to blend into the darkness as he quietly gets closer. Raising his hand to grip the door knob, he licks his muzzle as his eyes focus on the door; thoughts race as to what he would find waiting for him. He pushes the door open and steps in to a sight he could never imagined.
He entered the bedroom of a goddess. White pillars, one in each corner of the room with carved top molding, support the ceiling; the floor hard wood stained in a light color. The wall white with two having murals painted on them; each was a large arch window to a stone trim with a view of the night sky over a large wine vineyard. Pair of wooden thrones, in the corner between the walls with the murals, sits with a table between them. On the table a gold platter filled with fresh fruit, two goblets and a glass carafe of red wine. And a pair of tall chest of draws fills in the empty areas of the room. White lace is draped all around the furniture, and candelabrum with white candles provides the soft flickering. His eyes the move to focus on the bed before him; the bed frame is white with thin pillars on all four corners. From the pillars, white lace curtains are draped around. He takes a step closer to the bed to see deep maroon sheets and someone lying on top.
Andrew tilts his head for a better view through the lace, which makes the individual laying there hazy in appearance. He blinks and can tell that it is Yang. Yang is lying on her right side with her back towards him. Her long silver hair is pulled into a long single braid with gold strands crisscrossing over to hold the braid tight. He looks from her hair to her neck and notice that she maybe wearing a gold collar. His eyes continue to move down to see she wears no visible top from behind. Her left arm rest on her side; a gold band around her upper arm; she caresses her own hip with her fingers. As he watches her fingers move, around her waist a gold belt that a long strip of white silk hangs from behind. His gaze continues to move down seeing her legs together and she rubs her left leg to her right some. Her long tail, lies on the bed the tip curled towards him; it flicks a little as if she has not noticed him entering.
He takes a step closer to hear her say "Welcome traveler...you must be tired." He freezes as she starts to sit up. Her back still towards him, she presses her right hand to the bed and starts to sit up. The sound of small chains moving and rubbing against it fills his twitching ears as she is now leaning there. Turning her head to the left, she looks over her should at him with a seductive smile; her tail lifts up to give a flicker on the side of being playful.
Andrew has no response to her greeting. She tilts her head looking at the dumbfounded canine with her smile. She moves and starts to stand on the floor with the bed separating them. He watches as she stands and the white silk on her belt falls to cover her back side; her tail still lying on the bed slowly slithers back and forth. The sound of the small chains rubbing again fills his ears as he blinks to focus on her words. "You have come far and must be tired...please sit and rest for a while." She says in a soft seductive tone.
He watches as she starts to walk around the bed, her tail sliding off as she moves. She pauses at the table to lift a goblet and carafe to pour some wine. With the goblet in hand she continues to walk to him. As she nears, he lets his eyes focus on her dress; another long piece of white silk drapes in front from her golden belt to hide her lower body. His eyes move to her chest as the mystery of the chain sound is revealed. She is not wearing a golden collar, but many golden necklaces. Many different lengths and thickness hang around her neck and rest on her perky "C" cup breast to provide enough coverage to hide her nipples at least. The soft candle light dances off her silver scales as she walks before him. He looks up to her smiling face and her final bit of gold she wears; a headband.
"Please...drink..." she says lifting the goblet up to her muzzle. Her long thin serpent like tongue comes out to lick over the rim of the goblet, her silver tongue stud visible near the tip. Slithering her tongue back into her muzzle, she lowers the goblet to his muzzle. Yang...no...Uupphhmmmm..." Andrew starts to have her press the goblet to his lips. She tips the goblet as he sips the wine. His eyes remains focused on hers as he drinks. Her eyes remain fixated on his. She licks her muzzle to tease and arouse him.
Once she felt he drank enough, she pulls the goblet back. "Is it to you liking...traveler?" she asks taking a step back. Andrew licks his muzzle and looks into her eyes. He nods yes saying "Yes. The wine is sweet and the server is beautiful." She giggles and turns, walking back to the table. He shakes his head a bit and blinks repeatedly as she walks. He watches as with each step, she exaggerates the swing of her hips. He shakes his head again and opens his eyes wide as she seems to become blurry. "Your words are kind traveler...and your reward will be heavenly..." she says walking back over. Andrew's eyes are open wide as he places his hand to his head; his other arm out to help keep him balance some as he stares at the floor. He feels her soft touch on his chin, lifting his head up to look at her; a soft, warm, reassuring smile on her face before she speaks. "Do not worry..." fills his ears in her soft voice as he starts to lose his awareness.
Breathing slowly, Andrew does not know why he is seated in one of the wooden thrones or how he walked to them. He moves his head slowly to look around, a blurry after image making it seems as if he is dreaming. Some exotic music soon fills his ears as he turns his head and looks the other way. There he sees someone. He blinks as his eyes gain some focus on the gyrating movements of the individual. He takes another slow long breath as the form becomes clearer; it is Yang. Her eyes are close as she dances there for him. She shakes her hip, turns around and shakes her hips again. She moves her tail to let the tip run up under his muzzle. She turns and leans forward; her necklaces hang forward. His gaze moves to look at her breasts as she starts to shake them to the beat of the music. After that she stands back up with her arms in the air and twirls; she faces him and rocks her hips and rolls her stomach.
The light off her silver scales, the movement of her body, she seems to move in slow motion as a dream. He wishes to lift his hand to touch her, but finds he does not seem to have the strength. He looks back up to see her bent over again looking at him. "Traveler...do not worry...you will feel wonderful once I am done..." she tells him. He closes his eyes and leans his head back. He can not believe what is happening and yet, he does not seem to want it to stop.
She kneels down before him as her hands move to his pants. She unfastens his belt and pant button, pulls his zipper down. She moves to slip her right hand down the front of his exposed boxers to cup his furry ball sac in her palm. She starts to massage which only makes him growl happily, but not pay attention to her. His eyes till close and a smile on his face, Yang goes further.
She slips her middle finger up between his rear cheeks and presses her finger tip to his puckered tail hole; that gets his attention. In his hazy state, he opens his eyes and looks down at her; all the time he moves his lower body to get her finger away. She looks up and smiles; her warm palm massages his sac, her finger continues to rub to his tail hole as she licks her muzzle and leans in closer. Her dancing made him aroused and his partial erection is proof of that. His throbbing cock is halfway out of his sheath and slightly limp. Yang would take care of that as she opens her muzzle and lets her tongue slither out.
His breathing starts to grow heavier and shorter as he continues to squirm. Her warm breath exhales on his flesh as her wet tongue gives his tip a lick. Her palm continues to rub and presses his balls up as she pushes her wandering finger tip into his tail hole. Closing his eyes, he groans and thrust his lower body forward. "Good boy..." she tells him softly as he looks down panting. He was now full erect and hard. Her giggles fill his ears as her tongue wraps around his tip only. He feels her tongue stud rubbing at the bottom of his tip as he hisses some. She starts to close her muzzle and uses her tongue to guide his tip towards it. He gives a whimper and then groans as his own body's need of pleasure gives in. She pushes her finger tip in a little further up his tail hole, making his body tense up and thrust forward again. His cock, guided by her tongue, is gobble up by the hungry dragoness. His eyes open wide as he gasps. In his hazy state, each lick of her tongue, each suckles of his cock; the touch of her finger seems amplified. His eyes close feeling her muzzle close around his cock and she starts to swallow.
The underside of her muzzle moves with each gulp which translates to simulation for him. Her finger continues to wiggle around in his tail hole which puckers tightly around it as his hips continue to rock forward. Her tongue laps at his tip, and cleans away all the pre that drips from it. "AAahhhhh...oooohhhhhh..." Andrew moans with his eyes open wide. He turns his head from side to side, not sure if this is a dream or not; the only thing he does know is how wonderful it is. Her tongue then laps the under side of his cock; it leads his tip towards the back of her throat. He groans again to the tightening passage around his tip. He growls as she pushes her finger in further.
He howls out and thrust hard forward. He feels pure bliss pass over his entire body, but can not tell if he has cum yet. Panting hard, his body starts to relax as he slips into unconsciousness; sounds of coughing, gagging and "Mmmmmm..." are the last sounds he hears.
"Mmmmmmm..." Andrew moans as he licks his muzzle. A smile on his face as his head is cradled in a soft pillow, the feels of fresh bed sheets to his body as he lies there. He slowly starts to wake as he blinks to let his eyes focus. "That was a great dream..." he groans as he stretches his arms out. He hears giggling which quickly awakens him. He sits up to see Yang bent over on the edge of the bed. "That was no dream...and more is to come." She tells him as she crawls on the bed towards him.
Andrew looks from her to his own body. He wears no shirt and sees the maroon sheets are pulled up to his waist. He lifts the sheets to see he is naked and then looks back at Yang. "What was in that wine?" he asks looking a little angry. Yang stops crawling to sit on her legs, puts her finger into her muzzle and looks innocent. "Well...just a mild sedative...nothing harmful. Just something to get you loosened up." She says cutely. Andrew closes his eyes and sighs.
After a moment of silence, he opens an eye and looks at her. Her hands rest on her lap as she smiles at him as he licks his muzzle looking her over. "More to come?" he asks trying to hide the eagerness in his voice; a seductive smile on her face as she nods yes. He closes his eye and thinks on it. Yang can only look at his lap to see the sheets can not hide his growing erection and gives her muzzle another lick. He swallows his breath and opens his eyes to look at her. "Fine...just no more sedatives...please" he tells her. A slow nod yes as she moves to crawl over to him. Placing her hands on the bed on either side of his hips, she stops. All her necklaces hang and sway slowly; he can see her perking breasts hang behind them. His attention is brought up to her smiling face as she spoke. "Oh...do not worry...I want you fully awake for rest of it." After that, she presses her muzzle to his as they share a deep kiss.
Their eyes close, their muzzles pressed together, their tongues dance in the others muzzle as they shared this deep passionate kiss. Yang leans forwards forcing him to lie down as their muzzle move slightly to allow their tongue to rub against each other again. Once he is lying down again, she leans back up and breaks the kiss slowly. He growls and lifts his head; not wanting it to stop, but as their muzzles part he lays his head back into the pillow.
He watches as she leans up and kneels at his side. A smile as she moves her hands to grab the sheet covering his lower body. Lifting them up, Yang pulls the sheets down and rests them on his upper thigh; she smiles at his discovered erection. "Traveler...you still seem to be in need of me." She says returning to her soft seductive voice. She turns her head taking a deep breath as she presses her right hand to his cock and starts rubbing her palm to the underside, pinning it to his furry body.
"Yes...yes I am Temptress...but what of you and your needs?" he growls softly as his eyes close to her touch on his member. Breathing slowly, he growls happily and arches his back some. He opens his eyes slowly to watch Yang move and straddle his legs. His gaze fixated on her face to watch her lick her muzzle as she continues to rub his cock, until she starts to speak. "Do not worry of me traveler...as you slept...I prepared myself..." she tells him as she touches her belly button with her fingers of her left hand. He watches as her fingers; slowly walk down her body towards the white silk that hides her crotch. She presses her finger to the silk and rubs, moaning as she closes her eyes and tilts her head up.
Breathing heavier, Andrew licks his muzzle as his eyes focus on her left hand. After she teased herself, her hand moves to pull the silk to the side and let him see her pussy. She breathes heavily, blushing as she lifts her right hand away from his cock to her muzzle. He can see her clit is swollen and red, signs she has rubbed her clit and even pulled on her own piercing, a silver ring through her sensitive nub. He gaze moves a little lower to see her mounds were not tightly close, but spread open as were the folds of her delicate flesh than should be hidden between them. Her silver scales covering her mounds glistened in the flickering candle light showing she is wet and ready. He looks up to speak, but gets his answer as she points her pointer and middle finger out and as her tongue licks them.
He licks his muzzle again before slowly exhaling his breath. Their eyes met and remain focused on each other; words are no longer needed. Yang smiles softly to him and lets her right hand trace down the front of her body back to his cock. She slips her fingers around his throbbing member and lifts it up. "Mmmmmm..." Andrew growls as she grinds her wet pussy to the underside of his cock. His body moves and shifts as he is teased. Yang blushes a little more and starts to pant to imminent pleasure she was going to share.
"Nnnngghhhhhh..." Yang gasps as her body shivers. Andrew closes his eyes, clenches his teeth and groans as his body tenses up. His tip is buried in her folds as she moves her right hand away to show the start. She moves her left hand, which allows the white silk to fall and cover her crotch again, so she may place both hands on his shoulders. Panting, Yang moans as she starts to sit down on his lower body; his tip spreads her tight passage open and allows his throbbing member to enter behind it.
"OOOooohhhhh...MMMmmmmm..." Yang moans as she smiles with her eyes closed. She sits on his body, his cock filling her passage; her hands massage his shoulders some. She can hear him panting as he lies there followed by some soft whimpers. A playful smile, she turn her head to the side and bites her lips. "Nnnnngghhhhhh..." she moans as she starts to rock her hips back and forth, her cheeks flushed red as she takes him.
Andrew lies there as he growls, grunts, whimper and pants as Yang rocks her hips; his throbbing member slipping back and forth in her constricting passage. He trembles to the massaging her inner walls give to his cock and can only image what Yang feels as his cock spreads her passage open. His hands glide over the fresh bed sheet and soon grip them as he arches his back up from a push down by Yang. He listens as she hisses and gasps. Her moans letting him know she loves each move of their bodies.
Yang continues to rock her hips; taking him deeper inside. Her hands grip his shoulder to help support her body as she arched her back forward and tilts her head up from a little peak. Her body shakes and her lower region grows wetter. With each pump, Andrew's cock makes more of her juices seep out as each push of him in grows wetter in sound. "Ahhhh...ahhhh...ahhhh..." Yang pants.
"Oh...traveler...I hope...Nnnnnn...this is to you liking...Oooooohhhh....because...AAAAHHHH..." Yang starts to end in a small scream. As she rocks her hips forward, she thrust her body down. His furry sheath slips into her passage as his tip rubs to her hidden pleasure spot deep within her body. "OOOOHHHHH..." Yang moans as she lets his shoulders go and straightens up. This little orgasm he gives her drives Yang wild. Her hands move to grip her breasts, as her finger entangle in her necklaces. He opens his eyes to watch Yang massage her breasts; the gold necklaces wrapped around her fingers and pressing to her scaly bosom.
"AAAAAHHH..." she gasps before bouncing her body up and down looking for her big climax, her breasts bouncing in her grip. Andrew smiles and watches the blushing dragoness as she hisses some. "Temptress...it is not fair to enjoy this by yourself..." Andrew starts as he places his left hand to her upper thigh and rubs. Yang thrust down and stops. She opens her eyes and looks into his as she pants. A warm smile on his face and a soft touch to her thigh deceives her as she closes her eyes and screams in pleasure.
His right hand is under the silk that covers her crotch, and her silver clit ring piercing is pinched by his fingers. He tugs on her ring, giving her a shot of pain and pleasure from the stimulation. "AAaaaahhh...aaaaahhhhhh...ahhhhhh..." Yang pants as she is forced to rock her body forwards by him pulling on her piercing. Large smile on his face Andrew release some on her piercing so she may relax and rock her body back only to have him tug again and make her rock forward. Closing his eyes, Andrew growls happily the renewed rocking of Yang hips and the massaging of his cock within her all by the simple guidance of his hand and her piercing.
Moans, hisses, panting and screams escape Yang as she turns her head from side to side; her body tingling all over in pleasure as her hands continue to press the golden chains against her breasts. Andrew growls and groans as tension rises in his body, looking for an escape as he continues to make her take him by tugging on her clit piercing. As Yang rocked forward, Andrew's eyes open up wide as he gasps.
In that moment, Andrew could feel all the tension being release and his body being washed over in a warm furry pleasure. He let's Yang's piercing go and moves his right hand to grip her other thigh. He howls and pulls down on her thighs and thrust in cock far into Yang's depths. Yang screams as he pulls on her body, forcing his tip to rub hard to her g-spot. She digs her fingers into her breasts as her grip tightens as her orgasm takes hold of her body. She hisses and screams as a multiple shots of thick hot seed shoot from his tip to coat her g-spot, her insides and her passages as it drips out of her.
They remain frozen in the position for a moment, which felt like an eternity of bliss to them. Yang's body twitches as his hot seed drips from her wet stuffed pussy and onto his own body as the remains of her pleasure leaves her. Closing her eyes, Yang starts to breath slowly and lets her breasts go. Her fingers slip out from all the necklaces which are tangle some and now reveal more of her breasts. She then starts to purr as Andrew reminds her he is there as his palms caress the scales on her thighs.
"Mmmmmmmm..." Yang purrs as she starts to lie down on top of him to enjoy the afterglow. The gold necklaces touch his chest first and then her perky firm breasts press to him neck. Her arms move under the pillow his head rest on as she hugs it. It pulls his head to her right shoulder. She cranes her neck so she may rest her chin on top of his head. She moves her legs from under her body and stretches them out so she lays on top of him; her tail hanging off the bed some as the tip sways and flicks in a motion saying she is satisfied.
After she lays down on him, Andrew moves his hands from her thighs to loosely wrap them around her. His left hand rest on the small of her back and his right hand up higher. He strokes and rubs her back as he growls softly. He closes his eyes and moves to nuzzle his face to her shoulder and neck; licking gently which makes her purr louder. He feels her rock her body some, but only to get comfy. She does not seem to show signs of want him to pull out and to let their bodies do it naturally.
"Mmmmmm...traveler you seem tired...will you stay and rest?" Yang says softly moving her head to kiss the top of his before resting it against his again. "Yes...temptress...I am tired and will stay to rest." He answers back turning his head to give her neck and quick nibble followed by a gentle kiss. With a smile on her muzzle she gives a soft purr feeling his hands rub and pet her back and the feel of his furry body to her scales. Yang closes her eyes, hugs her pillow to pull him closer and goes to sleep with him as thoughts of a new role plays fill her dreams.
Yang is the property of her creator.
Andrew and this story are the property of Gary Stricker.