A Dragon's First Heat
My first type of story of this nature. Please give me positive feedback. I hope you enjoy it. And if you do, I'll certainly continue the story further. There's jsut so many possibilities for it....
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i was young, and inexperienced, the day that it happened. I had been innocently sunning myself on a ledge, just outside the confines of my den-space. Not doing anything that outrageous. Exploring the scaley pleasures of my dragoness body. You have to understand, we only come into heat maybe once every 6 months. That's when we're fertile. But we're always randy. We enjoy mating, for the pleasure of mating. Even solitary mating. You have to figure, when you're young and unmated, sex is very seldom. So you learn very quickly how to make yourself happy. And by happy, I mean you learn how to fuck yourself silly. .
I had long found out that I enjoyed my tail. They're remarkably flexible things, and very versatile. Rather like a cat's tail. I had long ago learned how to maneuver it, to thrust it into myself and wriggle it around. How I found that out was the way anyone finds out something. I tried things. A claw. A hand. Gradually I discovered that my tailhole was not going to be hurt by any experiments. So of course, I had to figure out just how to maneuver things. My tail is soft, not spikey, so it was rather like being with a male dragon. Then again, until that day, I didn't even know what being with a male dragon felt like. I had just heard the older dragons whisper about what it felt like, to have a male dragon inside of them. How it felt warm and soft and how it pressed all the right spots. Putting my tail inside of me certainly did press all of the right spots.
It was my first real heat when it happened. I was out of control. Desperate. I was hot, panting, desperately trying to bring myself off with my tail, not caring who heard, writhing around that rock, jus trying to still the ache within me, that pain that struck deep and hard. Then it happened. Something yanked my tail out of me, a sharp twist, a slurp, and it was gone. It had been removed harshly. Mewling in pain and desperate desire, I stared up at the one that had grabbed my tail from me my eyes bleary. He smiled down at me, this large handsome silver dragon, gleaming in the late evening sunlight. He stood over me, holding my tail in his two claws. He grinned down at me, then deliberately took my tail into his mouth, licking it, cleaning it, working it around in his mouth. Now, you have to understand, the tail has some damned sensitive nerves. Those shoot right up the body. So to have him sucking on my tail was the equivalent of someone sucking on a nipple.
Eventually though, he let go of it, patting it gently. He smiled, then sprawled beside me, twining his tail around my wet tail, twisting our tails together tightly. He squeezed my tail gently, a rythmic motion that had me gasping up at him with glazed eyes. .
Leaning down close to me, he licked me, his long tongue flicking out to delicately caress my scales. Hestarted at my neck drawing his tongue up my heated scales, stopping at the hollow at the base of my throat, where he lapped gently, long even strokes that caused me to shiver. Nuzzling his muzzle against me, he nipped at the soft scales of my throat, squeezing them gently in his teeth. Looking up at me with lust in his eyes, he whispered against my scales, his breath hot on my sensitive scales,
"My bitch. My bitch in heat. Lovely female dragon, be mine. Let me mate you.Let me take you"
I purred up at him at his words, meeting his desperate eyes with my equally desperate eyes. I lifted my head from his caresses to bury it against his strong chest. I whispered back to him,
"Yes. Only yours. Mate me now. Still the fire in me."
I shuddered at my own wantom words, my own coarse desires that were driving me, heating my blood, rushing through my body. Everything felt heightened. I wanted this strange dragon, this magnificent beast that was driving me crazy. My tailhole tightened and loosened, wet and ready for him, pheromones hanging in the air. I could feel him smile against me as he nuzzled at me again, licking down my body, twining his tongue around my muscles, caressing my chest, my arms, my neck again. As he stood there, leaning over me, bodies nearly touching, I could feel something stirring against my hindlegs.
He lifted his head and grinned down at me.
"You have never felt this before, have you? This is a male's member, and I can see you are quite ready for it to spear you. But wait, my precious lady, and we will see what comes of this encounter."
I growled up at him, snarling, wanting to be filled with that which stirred against me..
"Take me now, you great beast. Fill me, let me feel you within me."
He chuckled softly, then looked into my eyes. I tried to show him, I wanted this. I wanted to be taken, wanted him to thrust hard, deep, to fill me, to still the ache inside of me. I think I convinced him.
He lunged, quick as a flash, his body pressing against mine He grabbed my throat in his teeth, cutting off my air supply, cutting through the tender scales of my throat. I tried to shriek at the sudden pain that blossomed in me, but his grip on me was fierce, harsh and demanding. He growled against me, shaking his teeth a little against my skin, splattering small drops of blood on both of us.
He started to spread my legs with his hind legs, pushing them apart, leaving me exposed to the air. I thought briefly about squirming against his hold, then thought better of it. I relaxed against him completely, giving myself up, letting myself give in, letting him push my legs apart.
Then I felt it slither down and touch against my belly, a long, heated shaft, mobile against my scales, seeking my warmth. Questing across my scales. I could feel myself gaping wetly open against that shaft when it brushed against the spot. .
He humped forward when he felt it hit, driving it into me, spearing me on his thick wet member, pushing it harshly into me, driving it seemingly straight into my guts.. I gasped at his intrusion into my hole previously entered only by my tail. Rumbling softly down at me, he let go of my neck, and licked the blood from my scales gently. now that he was seated in me, he saw no more reason to be harsh. We both were getting what we wanted.
His tongue writhed across my muzzle, and I opened my mouth to him willingly, much as my hole has opened to his thrusts. His tongue penetrated my mouth deeply, thrusting into me in time with his thrusting member. A rhythm was soon established. Thrust deep, penetrate, move against me. Push against him. back and forth we moved, each of us driving the other higher. I knew that the time was coming swiftly to me. I was going to have my first orgasm with a dragon inside of me.
he saw the light in my eyes as I neared completely. He stopped kissing me, and reestablished his hold on my neck. Lifting me up against him, he held my hips in his claws, and thrust one final time, deeply. I could feel him release deep within me, a flood of warmth that seemed to fill all of my body. Gasping, I shook, and felt my own release tighten around him, milking him. We both screamed at the completion that left us shaking.
In the end, he let go of my neck, and gently withdrew, pulling himself from my depths. I mewled softly at the absense within me of his member, but he chuckled softly, patted my belly, and said,
"Relax. We will mate again. Let me regain some stamina, and we will go again."
I looked up at him, a promise gleaming in my eyes. Chuckling softly, I reached towards him, and trailed a claw down his glistening member which had not yet retreated back into it's sheath.
"You make certain of that."
Leaning down towards him, I ran my tongue across his member, licking the fluids from him, cleaning him. He hissed softly at me, and when I was done, he lifted my face to his, and we kissed again. Eventually, we sat down on my rock, and watched the sun go down. I knew that for my first mating, this had been great. As we sat there, I chuckled softly, and licked his cheeck.
"Let's go again. I'm ready again."
He chuckled softly, and turned to face me.
"Not just yet, lovely one. I'm afraid it takes some time before a male can go again. Unlike you lovely females, who always seem ready. Will you tell me your name, my lovely dragoness? I'm Kylanth."
I smiled softly at him, and licked the edge of his cheek. "I'm called Saraeth. But "love" works just as well."
He chuckled at me, and wrapped his arms around me, drawing me close to him. I curled in his lap, resting my head against his shoulder. Idly, I trailed my claws down his scales. He whispered against my ear, his breath tickling my scales, stirring my sleek amber-gold mane. He trailed a gentle hand through my mane, pulling it out, running his claws through it gently.
"You have such a beautiful mane, lovely lady. So sleek, so soft, so warm to the touch."
He pulled a small handful of it up to his nostrils, and sniffed it. I smiled softly, and curled my tail around his waist, and leaned my weight against him. He let go of my mane, and turned his head to face mine. I stared into his eyes, my eyes lit with the tender fires he had ignited in me. he smirked at me, then lowered his head to my shoulder. He sniffed, his breathe warm on my body.
"You smell so sweet, Saraeth. So sweet...and so spicy. You drive me crazy."
I chuckled softly, and licked the back of his neck. I could feel him starting to stir again, his member starting to firm against my thighs. I looked at him, and laughed.
"Looks like I drive something else crazy as well."
I murred softly against him, and twisted my hips a little against his lap. His eyes shot wide, and he gaped at me.
"My lady, that felt SENSATIONAL!"
"Just trying to return the favor."
"oh trust me, lady, you are. That feels wonderful."
I laughed, and shook my head.
"Oh, but that's not even the beginning."
I wriggled my hips against him, undulating gently against his rapidly thickening member. Then I thought of something. I had heard of the older dragonesses bringing pleasure to their mates in a certain way. Certainly, it did not create young, but perhaps, this Kylanth would enjoy my attempts.
I unwrapped my tail from his body, and slid from his lap, onto my knees, facing him.
He blinked at me, his member pulsing in front of him, large and deep black against his silver sheath. I could see it aching, rising from him like a strung-bow. Dewy drops of liquid pooled at the tip of it. I reached out and touched the tip, and ran my finger through that liquid. He jumped, and I looked up into his eyes. They were wide, staring, full of lust. I grinned.
"Good, is it Lord? Does this bring you pleasure?"
"Oh yes, Saereth. Oh yes it does.Please, lady, continue. I beg you."
I stared into his want-filled eyes, awed that it was my body, my touch, that had this dragon so arroused, so desirous of me. Deliberately, I stared at him, holding that finger that dripped with his fluids. Smirking, I put my finger in my mouth, and sucked on it, staring into his eyes. He gaped, and I could see his member jump again, as if eager to have at me.
Chuckling softly, I lowered my head, and inched my head towards his lap...my long tongue caressing his member gently. I flicked it across him, tasting him within my mouth, drawing that pearly liquid from him drop by drop. I found it to be tasty, musky, highly arousing. Little by little, I inched my clawed hand closer to him, inch by inch, my muzzle moved closer. He didnt' seem to notice, he had closed his eyes at that first tentative touch with my tongue.
Then I was truly within reach, and I started at this long shaft standing before me. I didn't quite know what to do. So I just did what felt natural. Lifting my head a little, I dropped my head back down, taking his long sinous member deep into my mouth, as far as I could take it, without arousing the gag reflex.
Kylanth screamed when I did that, his body jerking against me, his claws reached down and gripped my shoulders tightly. Gasping, he spoke,
"... ...MY LADY! AHHHH! That's so wonderful. Please don't stop. Please don't..."
He whimpered against me, and I chuckled cruelly against him, knowing that now, now I had this dragon as firmly as he had had me. He was mine. Mine to do as I wished with. But I did not want to torment him. I wanted to taste him, truly taste him.
I worked my tongue around his member, twining it around him as I sucked against him, alternating a harsh sucking with a gentle lapping. Occasionally, I nipped lightly at him, not enough to mark that sensitive flesh, but enough to make him jump against me, and yelp small yelps of pain.
I tickled his balls with my clawtips, drawing them back and forth across him, making him moan more. I knew instinctively, how to do this. How to bring him great pleasure. I could feel that it was nearing completion for him. Grinning against him, I blew air across the head of his member, drawing cool air over his heated flesh. He growled at me, and pushed my head back down. I coudl feel his muscles shaking against me, and small spurts were starting to come from him at regular intervals. I knew he was getting very close.
So I did the only thing I could think of to do. I swallowed. Deeply, continuously, I pulled him all the way in. I suppressed the gag reflex, and I swallowed him, hilting him in my throat. all of my muscles worked against him, milking him.
He keened, and his claws dug into my shoulders as he pulsed against me, jerking, my motions had brought him too close to the edge, and now he couldn't stop. I felt him release in my throat, hot warmth flowing down my throat, into my stomach. I shivered against him, and continued to take him all, swallowing all of it, milking his member. I squeezed his balls, making him shake.
In the end, he unclenched his nails from my shoulders, and gasped.
"Saereth! Oh my gods, that was wonderful. Where did you learn that?"
I gently slid his member from my mouth, cleaning it as it exited from my muzzle. LIcking it gently, I turned my face up to his.
"I didn't. I just thought you might like it."
"Oh, I did, lovely, lovely dragoness."
He curled his arms around me, and pulled me close to him. He whispered against my hair,
"Oh lovely lady, never leave me. Never leave me. I want you to be mine forever."
I chuckled softly, and licked his throat.
"And I want you to be mine, lover."