The Lusty Dragon
Now, before ya' read any further, this is NOT my work, its not mine, I did'nt write it, and I take no credit at all for its production. This story is by a vary,-vary close friend of mine by the name of Tris Otter. I'm posting it for him and feedback is greatly appreciated, you'll definaitly like it enough to.
There is definaitly some spelling errors, but the story was rather spontanious so expect em'! Just enjoy the story for what it is, not how its spelled. Thank you.
Now enjoy!!1!!!!!one!!1!!
Rain was beating down hard over the city, it poured without mercy, and with a chill that would make anyone shiver to their very core. Most creatures were running across the sidewalk, making large puddles splash and only dampen their clothes more as they tried to seek shelter. One such creature, recently evicted from his apartment was dashing down the sidewalk. His feet kicking up more water into the air with each step, as his clothes hung heavy to him with the weight of that water they collected. A bag slung on his back held what meager items he managed to get before the cruel rhino land lord had called the police and he was forcibly evicted into the cold dreary winter's day.
The creature stumbled past a darkened alley, which seemed to be shielded from the rain by a roof connecting two buildings, maybe just as easy access between them for a shared apartment of some sort. He made his way hurriedly into the cloak of darkness, that seemed to instantly take the rain off his body. The sounds of the droplets hitting the ground still eminated down the dark passage, but the more he stepped away from the street the less pronounced the noise became.
There wasn't much from the alley to separate it from the rest of the cities, save for the roof joining the two buildings. The sides of which were old brick, probably from the time when buildings didn't go much higher then 4 floors, the knowledge for that kind of structure not present. Graffiti lined walls closer to the street but as he went deeper, where few would tread it was just the darkend brick. Each step taking him deeper and deeper, further and further into the cloak of darkness. The creatures tail brushed against a trash can, bumping it against a wire on the wall. Briefly making an old light fixture come to life.
A cone of light illuminated the creature, revealing him to be an otter. A very pleasant looking one with silken chocolate brown fur, warm blue eyes, and a tail longer then average. Dressed in ragged jeans and a now soaked red vest, which left his taunt stomach and belly fur exposed. The bulb of the fixture burst, briefly showering the otter with sparks the heat of which he didn't notice due to the wetness of his fur. As he went further in, trying to find a warm place to sit, he wasn't aware his presence had been noticed.
The otter was far away from the street now, almost impossibly so as he looked back, in both directions alls he could see were the brick walls, and darkness. Straining to see what was going on around him. Suddenly he heard the sounds of something scrapping against one of the walls, like unfiled claws dragging painfully across the brick. He turned towards the sound, a whimper emanating from his throat as he strummed up the courage to speak, but no words came out, just another whimper.
More steps, deeper into the endless alley, until a new sound rang through his ears, a slight deadend bang of the trash cans bumping together. His body turned once more, looking down the alley unable to see the cans, or even evidence he had come this far into the alley.
The otter turned back around, and instantly he felt two claws apon his shoulder gripping tight, his own blue eyes taking site of two piercing yellow eyes. Staring down at him, before he had a chance to scream, a scaled snout was pressed firmly to his. Locking their lips together, in a deep passionate kiss, a forked tounge slithering into the otters muzzle, probing deeper then he ever thought possible. The assailants long whip like tail culred up under the otters pants and briefs and ripped them away as if they were cheap pieces of fabric. His vest was next, flung to the ground like a piece of dust on ones shoulder. Leaving him completely exposed, as the creature pulled away he could briefly make out it was a dragon of some sort. A wicked toothy grin curling on the dragons muzzle, as the otter was turned. Pressed up against the coldness of the brickwall, but it didn't feel cold to him. Alls he could feel was the intense heat of the dragon washing over him. The hissing of the creature filled his ears, like white noise from a waterfall, it soothed his fear away.
The dragons claws raked over the otters back, sending a shiver down his spine, but elicting a deep rumbling churrr from his body. He felt a slight pain as his tail was forcibly pulledup, and pinned to his back by the belly and chest of the dragon. Exposing the tight furred rump of the river dog, as he trembled against the wall. When he tried to speak once more his lips were met by the dragons, the kiss like a sweet treat whos taste, you just wanted to stay in your muzzle forever. Washing over your sensations for eternity.
The kiss left the otter distracted long enough for the dragon to spread the tight cheeks apart, revealing the pink and very tight rosebud of the otter. It quivered, almost winking like a mare who was in heat. The tip of the dragons shaft was easily the size of a large apple, resting against the small hole, both of them pulsing. Each releasing such strong heat, the creatures churring in unison. The dragon wasn't gentle though, in one strong push he buried the entire shaft deep inside the otter, so deep it made his gut bulge out.
The boy couldn't squeal, his hot rush of air flooded into the dragons muzzle, as if feeding the assailint his very life. Claws scraping over the brick of the wall, the sheer girth of the shaft spreading him open, enough to make the otter cum without even erecting from his sheathe. Thick white ropes of seed spurting out all over his bulging stomach and the brick wall, small wisps of steam eminating from it as it chilled in the cold air.
This only made the dragon smile, his claws clenching the otter tighter now. Bareing his weight down on the small creature, the thrusts became harder and faster. To the otter it was like being pounded by a jack hammer, to the dragon it was like a very light fucking. The otter body grinding hard and fast against the wall. The force of the thrusts so strong it was knocking bits of dust and old grout from the wall around them.
Both creatures panting, grunting with deep seeded lust and pleasure. Their bodies one with each other, their heart beat one with each other. The otters claws raked painfully across the brick, in so much bliss he could merely whimper, as it took far more breath then he had to moan.
The dragon curled his head down, biting down sharply, into the otters neck. Clenching a fold of flesh between in a love bite to last the ages. Suddenly pounding inn one last time, before the tip of his shaft erupted with a torrent of cum. Spilling so deep and fast into the otter, it looked like the creature just gained 20 lbs
As quickly as the dragon had come apon the otter, one last kiss signified his leaving. In a gasp for air the dragon was gone. The otter laying on the ground, panting heavily. Cum oozing out of his hole with no apparent end. He let out a soft drawn out whine, almost as if sounding for a mate. For the otter was not only in pain and shock of what just happened. But he knew he would always wander alleyways, trying again to find that lusty dragon.
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