Quetzal and Kiki's Swaptastic Adventure pt 1
Warning: Adult Content.
Quetzal and Kiki's Swaptastic Adventure 12/19/2007
A short story by: Killenor
Learning at the School in the Sky was always a fun experience. The young dragons were ever eager to attend classes with the wise and gentle Quetzal. But some dragons were interested in their teacher for more than just the lessons he gave. One such dragon was skipping down the road toward the schoolhouse at that very moment. She skipped only for the joy of it, though she could just as easily have flown. Her head was swimming with thoughts of the ancient teacher whom she loved. She wasn't so young herself, being his teaching assistant, but even so he always made her feel like a teenager again. The way he held her so gently in his arms, the way he always knew what to say and do to make her melt, it was a magical thing he did.
She and her brother were both Quetzal's aides, but things had never progressed between Quetzal and her brother like they had with her. Kiki giggled to herself as she thought about that. One magical summer's day, she and Quetzal began a relationship by a lakeside. Since then, she looked forward to every meeting. She never cared that Quetzal had far more experience with relations, and other dragons, than she had. Why, he had even shared a sexual relationship with her older sister, Cassie. None of that mattered to Kiki, she was simply happy that, at the moment, she was the only one for the magical master.
Today, he had something special for her; a surprise that he promised would add a whole new level of thrill to their lives. Kiki quivered with anticipation wondering what it could be. Quetzal was so knowledgeable that every time seemed like a whole new level anyways. She was practically dripping with excitement as she entered the schoolhouse door.
Quetzal had been expecting Kiki's return to the schoolhouse after classes had let out. He had been preparing for an hour now. Rearranging the main room in anticipation of what was surely to come. He had taken a double-dose of his energizing potion and had more potions and herbs ready in his pouch. Right now he had enough energy to race a dragon-athlete and have a chance of winning. He heard the tune being sung by his protégé as she leisurely skipped up to the door. He raced about, getting the last few things ready, rolling up the carpet, laying out layers of soft towels, and carrying out his main surprise, a large sealed golden vessel.
Kiki had barely knocked upon the door when Quetzal opened it. He looked particularly confident in himself, she thought, she was going to have to work for this surprise. With a smile she entered the school-door and giggled as Quetzal's tail brushed hers as he closed the door. She looked in at the altered school-floor and let her gaze fall upon the golden jar.
"Ooohhh, Quetzal!" She exclaimed at the glittery surface, "Is this the surprise?!" She skipped across the room and traced her hand across the etched surface. In a moment, Quetzal was beside her with a speed that did not belong to one of his age. He took Kiki's wrist gently away from the jar's surface. With a smile that was at once gentle, loving, and stern he led her away from the glittery vessel and toward the large stuffed loveseat he had moved into the room not fifteen minutes before.
"Not yet Kiki," he said with his soothing soft voice. Hearing those words, Kiki no longer felt drawn to the jar. She knew I would come in due time, and that half the fun would be getting to it. Quetzal looked as if he were about to say something, but she preempted his words with a kiss.
Just a gentle peck on the lips, but conveyed in that kiss was the promise that she would follow his words. "I thought we could get a bit... more comfortable before we got on to the surprise." Quetzal said with a hint of seduction of things to come.
"Oooh," Kiki said, catching on to Quetzal's tone. "and just how would you suggest we did that?"
She did not wait for an answer. In a sweep of motion she was upon him. He caught her as she dashed through the air, ready for such a move from her. Kiki was the excitable type, she had been since she was a baby, and didn't bother with slow advances. She went right for Quetzal's lips, jamming her tongue between them. She loved the feel of her tongue against his, though there was something she liked better, something she wanted just a little more.
Quetzal had become used to Kiki's exuberance, though he still had quite a hurdle to overcome even with his supplements. It was very lucky that he had toyed with his surprise beforehand. Now he had enough stamina to keep up with a dozen Kikis. He quickly became erect at the touch of her body and the swirl of her tongue. His shaft slid fluidly from the slit in his groin to just brush against Kiki's bare bottom. She rubbed herself eagerly against him as his hot meat twitched against her scales.
Kiki's mom had a reputation as the most fertile dragon in all of Dragonland. She had well over 100 children now and showed no sign of stopping. Something about that prolific ability had passed into Kiki. Only two males in of Dragonland knew her secret.
Quetzal's hand came away glistening from Kiki's thigh. Already she was wet enough to accept him without effort, but Quetzal wanted her to feel like the first time they had met every time. Well, maybe not exactly like that. He showed her his hand, shining with her fluids. She stopped to blush and giggle for a moment before licking her own juices from his hand. Quetzal grinned as she began playing the part of a dirty girl, an act that she did very, very well.
Now she wanted more, she craved the satisfaction that she knew he could give. She knew she would really have to work for it though; Quetzal was never one to give an ending before the story was told. She wagged her tail just a little wider than modesty would dictate, dancing closely, rubbing his wonderful smooth scales. Her tongue danced across his pouch as she did her best to entice him toward taking her in the wildest way he could manage.
For his part, Quetzal was fighting to keep himself at bay. While he affected a constant veneer of calm and composure, his throbbing erection belied his burning inner desire to throw Kiki onto the floor and fuck her brains out. He knew she was anticipating, but he was going to keep her waiting. The anticipation being his greatest tool to keep her wanting more.
Kiki would not let him lead her for too long. She knew just what to do when he was holding out on her. Her lips traveled lower still to brush the smooth, soft flesh of his glowingly warm shaft-head. Only the barest kiss passed there, and warm breath laden with desire. Once again she met his eyes and licked her lips lewdly. She let her tongue hang just a little bit, hovering just a hair's breadth from the aching shaft before her.
Finally, both dragons on the vinegar edge of desire, Kiki brought her tongue up to swirl about the rim of Quetzal's cockhead. Somehow that did it! Quetzal was shocked, realizing just how worked up he was, to feel the surge of pleasure shoot through his being. The spasms had begun before he knew; sending thick gooey ropes of his seed arcing across Kiki's waiting face.
Instantly apologetic, Quetzal sputtered nonsense, trying vainly to reassure himself and Kiki. The odd thing was, Kiki was giggling fiercely. Giggles turned to throaty laughs as she licked at the sticky cream that coated her lips. From her pouch she produced a towel to clean the rest of her face.
Quetzal was confounded.
"Wha, I... Kiki?" he sputtered on, "That has never happened to me before!"
"It's alright hon," Kiki said with a sly expression, "I just used a little magic. A trick every bad girl should know."
"You've been practicing a lot lately haven't you?" Quetzal said knowingly, "I haven't used a trick like that since I was young myself."
"Well, you ARE a great teacher." she sidled up beside her aged beau, running a hand up and down his front, "But now that we've had that fun and gotten... comfortable, how about showing me your surprise?"
Gazing into her loving teacher's eyes, Kiki didn't even notice the claw sneaking its way down below her tail. Her glistening thighs were parted just enough, her scales just slick enough, to allow the digit to slip right in. A glow surrounded Quetzal's finger as he slid it up inside the drenched velvet folds of his young love. Suddenly and without warning, Kiki's muscles clenched all around the invading digit. She cried out in a mixture of surprise and orgasmic pleasure as Quetzal's magic touch excited every nerve in her nethers. After a couple of spasmodic thrusts against his hand and a copious amount of fluid leaving her snatch, Kiki collapsed against her love.
"Now that we are comfortable indeed," said Quetzal mirthfully.
Kiki couldn't speak, and if she could her only words would be 'WOW'. She snuggled into his scales and hugged him gently, just wanting to hold him until the glow of her orgasm subsided.
After a few minutes, Quetzal excused himself from their embrace. He bade Kiki to have a seat while he fetched refreshments. Kiki took a seat on a stool that was as close as she could get to the golden jar. The etchings were exquisite, looking as though they took some artisan years to finish. Scenes of sinuous animals playing across all manner of scenery, each scene flowing perfectly into the next, and every texture that could adorn metal were found upon the sides of this vessel. A quick touch told Kiki that it was true dragon-gold without any hint of impurity. As she looked further she could see incredibly miniscule, but incredible faceted gems of every color set within the etched lines. These stones set about an illusion that made the surface shimmer with a rainbow of color without taking away from the golden surface.
Quetzal returned with a tray of tea and cookies. Setting it on one of the stools in the room, he pulled an ornate diamond-studded collar, complete with black leather leash from his pouch.
"Well Kiki," he said, coiling the leash around his hand, "are you ready to see the surprise?"
"Of course I am" Kiki said in her most innocent voice, "please show me Quetzal."
The leash went around the lid, into a groove that looked like it was made for it.
"Now what is in this jar is La Cambiadore, or the Switcheroo. It is a strange creature that makes things even stranger. With the touch of its whiskers it can change anything! Normally, it will change things to their opposites, but if you capture it and show it who is boss, you can tell it what to change, and even how to change it." Quetzal explained as he twisted the lid to loosen it. "Now I will need to be very quick to make sure the leash gets onto it. It is very fast."
Kiki was intrigued. She was torn between seeing Quetzal's delicate concentration as he prised open the lid and what would come out of the golden opening. Finally, the lid came away with a pop. A blur of light and a flash of motion, suddenly she was staring at a bizarre creature held on the leash gripped in Quetzal's hand. It looked like some kind of musteline, like an otter or a weasel, but one composed of shifting rainbows. Its eyes were swirling orbs, somehow never the color of the rest of its body. The only other striking feature was its long, fine, wire-like whiskers that seemed to twitch with a mind of their own. Otherwise, the creature seemed downright demure on its leash.
"Wow, Quetzal! It's soo pretty! ... but... what are we going to do with it?" Kiki said
"We can use the Switcheroo to do most anything." Quetzal replied, reaching behind himself to take a trinket from his shelf, "I can take something like this and, Switcheroo, look! This is not a dragonberry."
The Switcheroo seemed to consider what was being held before its eyes. With a twitch of its head and a snap of its whiskers, the trinket was enveloped in a cloud of swirling sparkles. As the cloud cleared, Quetzal was holding a perfectly ripe, sweet dragonberry.
"It's amazing!" Kiki said instantly, but then suddenly let her tone become more serious, "but what is so sexy about being turned into a dragonberry?"
"Well, like so many things, it is not what it changes," said Quetzal as he sidled up beside her, "but what you do with it." Suddenly he crushed the dragonberry, dripping the juice down across her shoulders.
Kiki giggled and wiped at the sweet, sticky juice on her scales. Quetzal took the opportunity to take a taste, running his tongue across her delicate shoulder scales. She quivered under his unexpected touch, feeling her arousal for him return in a wave of warmth.
"So," Kiki said, her playful and inquisitive voice returning, "what are we gonna change first and what do we do with it?"
"Well, why don't you think of something? Is there anything you ever wondered "what if" about us? This is pretty much a wish machine when it's tame." Quetzal said smoothly.
"A wish machine hmm?" She said lustily.
Kiki leaned down next to the Switcheroo's ear and whispered something. Quick as a flash, the silvery whiskers twitched and touched Quetzal. Only a very few sparkles erupted at the spots the whiskers touched. When they faded Quetzal seemed completely unchanged.
"I... I don't feel any different at all" Quetzal said tentatively, "the Switcheroo hasn't ever failed to work before."
Kiki giggled, "Maybe I'm just too sexy... but I suppose I'd better try out my change before we say it didn't work."
Just like that, Kiki let her tongue droop from her mouth and planted a long lick right into Quetzal's cock-slit! Her tongue wrapped around the rapidly-arousing meat inside and with expert care, extracted her prize. Shuddering with unexpected joy, Quetzal gently took hold of his amorous assistant's head, running his fingers through her crest, as she continued orally pleasuring him.
Kiki locked eyes with her love as she suckled at his firm shaft. She stopped only for a moment, taking hold of his rod to continue what her mouth couldn't
"Don't hold back, give it to me." Kiki said simply, then resuming her oral attentions.
Quetzal didn't need to be told any more. As Kiki latched onto him, sucking at just the right amount of force, he bucked his hips gently, reveling in the feel of her warm lips sliding across his flesh. He did as she bade, and didn't hold back. He tensed himself up to reduce the time she would have to wait to get what she wanted.
Kiki, for her part, was actively working to get rewarded with a hot creamy blast. Her tongue swirled to and fro, her throat opened as far as it could and her breath came short and quick between each thrust. Every muscle in her mouth was working overtime.
Finally, she was rewarded. A spasm shot through Quetzal's spine as he began to unload his sweet seed into Kiki's waiting maw. She rolled the sticky warm cream around inside her mouth, coating his member with his glaze. She slurped lewdly as she worked to clean the mess they had made, every movement sending aftershocks of pleasure thrumming through Quetzal.
"Wha... that was wonderful Kiki. But I still don't know what you changed. It didn't feel any different, not that it was bad." Quetzal said with a smile.
"Mmhmmm... well," Kiki mumbled through a mouthful of goo, "I asked the switcheroo to change your... umm... taste." She swallowed a little bit, "Now it's like dragonberry jam, with a little hint of peppers."
"You mean... you don't like how I normally taste?" Quetzal said in a mock-hurt sort of way.
"Mmm, normally you're spicier my sweet dracopeño pepper."
"Well I suppose I am spicy for my age," Quetzal replied, "but I believe it is only proper that I should return the favor."
"OOOoooooh, I think I would like that! Hmmm but what flavor should I be?"
"Well, I do have a passion for chocolate-covered strawberries"
A twitch and a sparkling poof later, Kiki was positively dripping with anticipation. As soon as the sparkles faded she leapt into Quetzal's chair and propped her legs onto the arms. Spread open now, her juices glistened in Quetzal's hungry eyes. He could hardly wait to tuck in to his delectable delight.
His long talented tongue took a slow savoring lick. It was as he had always dreamt it to be. She tasted just like he asked, but even better! There was just something about this that made it better than his imagination. Her juices flowed, filling Quetzal's mouth with the delightful flavor as he teased at her delicate folds.
Oh, but this flavor was too much just to tease. Quetzal found that the taste grew more intense toward the source! He desired to get as much as he could from his lovely little lass, but he knew that he could not rush things. The flavor of his lovers juices was laden with desire and the only way he could get her to release more... well he knew just what to do!
A nibble on the nummy nub, just a flickering of his lips upon her clit as he slurped in another mouthful of the delicious juice, was what she needed then. No grander way to have her arching her back and grabbing his head, driving her lover's face into her dripping candy snatch. Quetzal's long luscious tongue flicked forward, driving as deep as he dared into the tight sweet honey pot. But he wasn't finished there! For she had not yet climaxed, and he knew the treat that awaited then!
A younger dragon, without the experience of the wizened maestro, would be utterly put off, his snout buried in velvety chocolate snatch. None save those so creative as Quetzal could conquer this conundrum! With gifted control of every muscle he possessed, Quetzal wiggled his nose! This in tandem with humming Kiki's favorite song and his deep licking sensations soon had his darling lovely assistant squirming upon his muzzle.
Kiki began to grow concerned, usually by now she would have climaxed, the feeling was beyond anything she had known, especially with Quetzal's new tricks. No, she lingered upon the edge, unable to do anything but squirm! Was this some sort of new magic? Whatever it was, she decided quickly to quiet her inner concern, she no longer cared!
The secret was Quetzal's control of rhythm. A wonderful student in his day he knew the value of keeping the beat. Unknown to Kiki, as he felt her sublime enjoyment begin to peak, he would offset his tempo, alter his melody, and stuttered his harmony. This, he knew, would keep her right where he wanted her, gushing and writhing and begging for him to continue. He knew the instant he was waiting for, the final touch to flood himself with his favorite flavor, gushing ceaselessly from his favorite female.
At long last, he steadied his sounds and his nostrils pinched upon the lovely love button, the edge of bliss was left far behind and his tongue flicked furiously upon the rough spot within his lover. Braced for the oncoming clench, he opened his mouth wide as he dared with hopes of catching all he could. The walls of pure softness clung tight around his darting tongue and every delicate flavor surged from the walls. The juiciest dragon in all of Dragonland, came chocolate-strawberry upon Quetzal's waiting face.
Many long, intense, shuddering moments were passed just breathing. Kiki felt so wonderful, she knew that if she were to open her eyes she would surely see that the world had shattered around her. She was floating, lying in her lover's chair with his face buried betwixt her legs. Nothing else existed then, and he held her, waiting the world to return around them. Nothing else mattered save that they were together.