The luckiest teen in the world, segment 2.
If anybody knows how to make this a chapter of a pre-existing story, I'd owe you a blowjob or something for sharing it with me. I hope you enjoy this latest installment, I know I enjoyed writing every glorious word of it!
Erik awoke slowly and comfortably, a warmth radiating throughout his body from some unknown source. As he gained further consciousness, Erik noticed that the warmth happened to be a dragon who's name he didn't happen to know. Opening one eye slowly, then the other, the six foot tall teen took careful notice of his arms wrapped around the most beautiful thing he had ever witnessed in all his born days. Here she was, resting right beside him in a somehow still warm puddle of cum, both of them completely buck naked. His eyes traveled once again to her breasts, heaving up and down with each quiet breath she took. He could feel his penis tingle for a moment, which could mean only one thing. He was getting a stiffy, and was still inside this wondrous creature. His heart hammered his ribs, and he was surely to wake his sleeping beauty with the thunderous boom each beat made. His prick was fully stiffened now, and he could feel the dragoness stir as he made her wondrous pussy produce more sweet fluid. She slowly opened her eyes, revealing the enormous blue eyes beneath those lids. A smile gently played across her face, and she rolled over on top of Erik, leaning down to plant a kiss on his snout. Wait, snout? Erik jumped suddenly, looking down at the rest of his body. He felt different, and rightly so! His entire body was covered in smooth blue scales, a tail leading out behind him and a much larger package and balls exposed below now. "Surprised? I chose you," The dragon said, leaning back and massaging her clit with one sexy finger. Erik merely nodded, a shy look spread across his newfound features, his eyebrows suggesting a more confused state of mind. "That's right, big boy. You drank enough of my cum to transform ten humans, let alone just you. I picked you to be my mate," She said in a deep, drawn out moan. Erik just bucked his hips unexpectedly, the dragon going nearly crosseyed from the blast of pleasure.
"Well thank you, but I still don't know your name," Erik said modestly, flexing his new muscles and looking at his lover.
"My name is Shelleyana, but everybody calls me Shelley. And right now, you've already done far too much talking for my tastes," Shelley whispered, placing a glistening liquid covered finger on his lips and licking along the side of his slender snout. Their lips met in a passionate kiss, Erik's hands gently grasping Shelley's curvy hips as they ground up against each other in the throes of passionate lovemaking. The pair rolled back and forth, the truck's suspension creaking and groaning. Shelley leaned back, straightening her back and spreading her marvelously sexy wings as the two mated. Gratuitous amounts of her liquids spilled out of her pussy, turning the wooden bed of the pickup into a veritable slip and slide, the pair kissing madly. Erik's four-fingered paws massaged her soft breasts, her hands around either side of his muscular neck as her tongue explored into his mouth. He felt a shudder from her as she erupted in a forceful orgasm, his rather large dick slipping from her entrance as she exploded forth in a torrent of beautiful cum, his own semen mixing in the marvelous flow. Erik could hear it splashing onto the ground beneath the truck, the sheer amounts of their cum blowing his mind.
"Come on, let's go get cleaned up. We should probably get moving," Erik spoke quietly, both dripping bodies slipping their way out of the truck and into the woods towards a secluded stream. They took turns washing each other, Erik even helping to clean her pussy with his mouth. The couple dried off in the midday sun, returning to the truck nearly an hour later.
"So you said we're water dragons, right?" Erik asked, toying with a leaf in his hands.
"More or less. A lot of interspecies breading makes sure that no breed is entirely pure, but you, me, and my family are the closest," Shelley replied, smoothing her scales flat over her head.
"Well then why do we have wings?"
"More for show than anything. Don't try to fly with them, though, you're bound to hurt yourself," She giggled. Erik looked out the window to the outside, the sun receding below the tree line. "Erik? You have any food? Girl gotta' eat!" Shelley joked with a cute laugh.
"What do dragons eat anyway? Cows, sheep, PEOPLE?" Erik replied jokingly, planting a kiss on her tender lips before looking in the truck's cab. "I got Cheetos, you in?"
"I'm in for anything! By the way, I meant to tell you how I picked you," Shelley said from the other side of the warehouse.
"Oh?" Erik replied, grabbing two root beers from behind the seat.
"Yeah. When I joined the intelligence agency we were all tasked with keeping watch over one human. I did for every moment of your life. Everything you did fascinated me. You were the nicest person in the world, nicer than anybody ever was to me. And you never got any payoff for it, not a bit. People used you and then threw you to the side of the road as if you were nothing more than trash. Just like me. Erik, believe it or not, you and I are more similar than you know. I'd like to make it up to you, though," She said sweetly, caressing his cheek as he sat down next to her on the truck's gate.
"I'd like to make it up to you, precious. I would. Let's eat, and then we can get driving, okay?" He said softly. "That's all behind us now. It's up to you, and it's up to me. It's up to us," He said, leaning against her warm flank, sharing a bag of Cheetos as if it were made of gold. All his life he's been begging for a relationship like this, and here it was.