Date With A Dragoness: Part Eleven - Dessert

I refocused on the girl in front of me, Rose, the palace’s princess. With barely a suggestion, she was apparently enjoying my entire glass of wine, downing the pink-tinged liquid as fast as she had originally poured it. Her nostrils flared for a moment, her eyes locking onto mine.

“That good hm?” I ask, smirking at her silly grin. She had a confident look in her eyes, nothing like the Rose who introduced herself earlier today.

“Yeah, that good. Maybe you want a taste t-too?” She asked, starting to go shy again.

“You bet I do, come give me it.” I say, holding out a hand for the glass.

Rose, the sweetheart she was, missed the intention entirely, and leant down to put my hand on her cheek. I couldn’t help but go with it, leaning forward in Ari’s lap. The dragoness gave me a squeeze as Rose’s tentative lips met mine, leaving a faint taste of wine hinting of that arousing fiery coolness.

We briefly parted, only to come back in full ****, Rose moaning into my mouth as our tingling tongues twirled together. She seemed determined to take my tongue for herself, dragging it out to wrestle further with it. She was eager alright...

With a bit of passion, I break us apart, holding her by the shoulders and looking down at her attire. I couldn’t just kiss the girl all night, I wanted to grab something of hers that was a bit more yielding, and what was more yielding than a submissive pair of tits?

My look apparently being enough, she started undoing what she needed of her clothes, making way for my eager hands, already grabbing handfuls despite the obstruction. Her clothes were of course softer than anything else outside of this place, another nod to their likely origin being the dragoness whose hand was still on my thigh. The sounds behind me indicated that Ari was also squeezing something else big, having a similar desire to explore our host’s delectable bodies.

Sadly, unlike Cherry, Rose’s nipples were avoiding me as we started kissing again, the pleasure nubs too buried to be properly noticeable underneath it. It took a frustratingly long amount of time before I felt it even loosen, sliding down just barely. Slightly aggravated, I started moving forward, pushing Rose back.

She barely avoided toppling, instead rolling off her knees and onto her back to make room for me to stand. Between us, that silver tray still was in the way of her pussy, but the loosened clothes were just far enough for her breasts to slip out, much larger than I thought they might’ve been. It was no wonder it took her so long to undo the sneakily tight chest coverings if they were containing tits that rivalled mine.

I stepped over her, standing over the girl’s chest as my hands wandered to my own back. Since she was kind enough to have taken her tits out, I may as well do the same I thought, taking off my bra and tossing it aside. It almost hurt me to throw it that far, but I reasoned that it surely wouldn’t get ruined on the floor that far away, especially not during our next act.

Eagerly, I took hold of the skirt of my dress and lifted it, showing my dessert her meal for tonight as I stood there teasingly. Rose practically pawed at my legs to come down so she could please her master, her tits jiggling with the motion. Feeling ambitious, I turned around and did what she was waiting for, quipping as I descended.

“Be good Rose, good girls get rewards. Wouldn’t you agree Ari?” I said, managing to get it out as Rose’s tongue met my labia. She nearly made me miss Ari’s response with the next few prods hitting a sensitive spot I didn't expect her to so quickly find.

“Yes, they do, and how about we have ourselves a competition? Let’s see who’s the best of the two girls…” She said, opening her legs and turning on the chair, spreading to let a blissed out Cherry come further down slowly. It looked like she was nothing more than a pet for Ari at this point, the dragoness’ supportive hand on her tit casually fondling while the other pushed her head between the revealed grey thighs.

I couldn’t hold anymore, moaning openly as Rose once again pushed into a sweet spot I didn’t even know about, a shiver running up my spine while the view across from me started similarly. Ari’s deeply pleased hum reverberated while she smirked to me, confidence in Cherry surging as the girl started her lewd motions, though I wasn’t nearly as sure. Rose’s carefully placed tongue starting to put a haze in my head. She was poking and exploring me, finding more sensitive spots than I thought I even had.

Somewhere, in a distant background, Ari moaned wantonly due to Cherry doing her job well, probably unaware of the game she was playing and pleasing all the same. The girl under me, however, was a daemon, eating me out like the contest was just a side effect of her actual goal, seemingly endless bliss at her tingling lips. I could feel it building in me, an intense climax approaching while lewd noises kept heating my core, every lick targeted at a place she seemed to know I would feel, every small suckle dragging my clit into a passionate kiss. I let out a small broken giggle, only to be interrupted by another instantaneous spike of pleasure, again getting closer to cumming my brains out on my obediently lapping throne of a human.

Nearly slumping, I tried to hold myself upright, putting my hands down on what was right in front of me, the large tits I had so quickly forgotten about earlier. My fingers sunk into them beautifully, but I didn’t get much time to do anything more than admire their softness, Rose doubling her efforts at the extra stimulation. Between the tongue in my loins, the moans of my draconic date, and the pillowy flesh under my palms, I came quickly, starting to shake. With quivering thighs and a questionable balance, I just barely heard the signs of Ari following suit before my core locked up again, only to be given a parting lick from Rose.

That one action had my balance break, my arms collapsing as I clamped myself around rose’s upper half, her hands on my ass somehow. I held on, riding out the aftershocks and spasms, dazed and panting atop Rose, who seemed content to feel up my backside under the dress. It occurred to me then that she had both her hands off that tray, which was no longer covering her lower half, lying off to the side to leave her as exposed as I was.