A Dragon in Need part 1
Suirel was bored. He wasn't deprived of sex, nay, any of his servants would be more than happy to try to accommodate him. However, Suirel was a dragon, and a well-endowed one at that. He'd had sex with wolves, nymphs, humans, and even sows. His slender penis had no trouble slipping into their warm depths, but he never really got much satisfaction. He couldn't slip in much past the half-way point. Though his cock was slender, it was very long. He wanted to be able to go in to the hilt.
With a lusty sigh, the dragon rolled over onto his back, deciding that it was better to jerk off than face another frustrating sexual session where the female got all of the pleasure, and he was barely able to orgasm. He began playing with his sheath, teasing the opening with an extended claw. He closed his eyes and imagined the perfect female tenderly rubbing and scratching his nether scales. His dick slowly made its way out of the sheath, growing longer and harder under his touch. Moaning softly, Suirel bent his long neck downwards, taking his own penis into his mouth. He tuned out the nerves on his tongue and imagined once again that the perfect female was doing this to him.
He began bobbing his head, bringing himself closer to orgasm. He began thrumming, a sort of low humming vibration, adding more pleasure to the mixture. Just as he was about to ejaculate, however, someone walked into the room and cleared her throat. His eyes popped open and he looked around. His eyes fell on a petite nymph. He blinked. "Whath do oo wnth?" He muttered around his own shaft. He hastily spat it out, but it was too late. With a moan, he came, spurting his seed all over the room, utterly drenching the nymph, who didn't seem to mind. Indeed, her hand went down to her vulva, rubbing some of the semen over it.
Suirel growled. "Not now, nymph. Tell me, why did you interrupt me?"
The nymph bowed. "I apologize for any breach in protocol, master, but I have been looking into your dilemma. I believe I have found someone who could be more sexually satisfying to you." She bowed again, though perhaps it was just to continue rubbing her clit and vulva.
The dragon looked surprised. "Oh? Who might it be?" His eyes shone with suppressed eagerness.
"Well, it isn't precisely one person..." the nymph gasped, nearing her own orgasm. Suirel bent his head down to her genitals and began licking them. "Then tell me...what you mean?" he said between slurps.
The nymph gasped and moaned until her own orgasm overcame her. "Th-thank you, my lord." She kissed his muzzle affectionately. "I was referring to the centaur range not too far from here. I have noticed that many of the males are well endowed, therefore the females must be able to accept them in full. While the males are not as long as you are, they are close. Perhaps you should go and see?" She looked nervous.
Suirel stared in shock. "Now why didn't I ever think about that?" He was so pleased that he allowed the nymph to spend the night. This was no small honor, as the dragon rarely allowed his personal servants into his quarters at all, let alone for any length of time. As soon as the door was shut, the nymph threw her arms around her master's neck.
"Please, my lord," she murmured, "Take me. Make love to me. I am yours!" She panted and rubbed herself on his scales, trying desperately to stimulate herself. Suirel smiled his draconic smile. Petite though this nymph was, she made up for her lack of height in enthusiasm. He moaned appreciatively and placed his nose directly between her legs, his nostrils pressed against her moist jewel. He exhaled slightly, the warm air making her gasp and moan.
The dragon raised his head, balancing the writhing nymph on his nose and slowly moving her to his bed. Contrary to popular belief, he much preferred a soft, cushiony bed, rather than one of gold and diamonds. He returned his attention to his lover, placing the opening of his mouth at her now spread pussy. His long, serpentine tongue traced gently around her outer lips, drinking in the scent and flavor of her arousal. With a sudden, dart-like movement, he penetrated her deeply, his tongue writhing like an angered snake.
The nymph was in heaven. Fauns and satyrs were fun, but nothing, she decided, could possibly match a dragon! She screamed with pleasure, clenching her vagina around his tongue. Suddenly, he withdrew, making her cry out in disappointment and desperation. Her sordid yells were soon replaced, however, by cries of happiness.
Suirel, erect once more, thrust his hips forward sharply, spearing his prize on the end of his cock. With a gurgle of bliss, he thrust again and again, turning bestial in his passion. "Grrr...my nymph, I remember every pussy I've screwed...yet you seem different." He grunted as he thrust, searching his memory. "In fact, I can't remember you being around my cave much before today." He moaned as he spurted precum within her.
The nymph laughed. "That is because I am from the woodlands near the centaur range. I haven't set foot within your abode before today. I heard about your problem from one of your servants." She gasped as her orgasm threatened to overtake her. "I-I...oh spirits...I de-decided to t-tell you...HEAVENS ABOVE!" she yelled as she came. "Oh, Suirel, I don't care if I never leave your home again, just make me one of your servants!"
Suirel came as she said that, overflowing her pussy with his seed. He panted, withdrawing slowly. His penis made a loud slurping sound as it slipped free. He moved the tip of his still-hard cock to her mouth. "Kiss me and clean me of my fluids. Then, my servant you shall be."
She did so, licking him clean so thoroughly that he came again. She caught what she could in her mouth, and carefully cleaned up the rest.
"Tomorrow, my nymph, we go to the centaur range. I have a special gift for you in mind..."
With that, both dragon and nymph slept, hands and paws in intimate regions.
To be continued...
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