Ride the dragon

Rising up on your knees, you inch forward until you can feel that hot, muscular cockhead between your cheeks. It twitches and throbs as you reach back, holding it still and guiding it to your hungry hole. The tip squirms as you sink down on it, the tapered head stretching that ring of muscle and making your toes curl. You want it in you so badly, your whole body aching to be filled and stretched by this thick dragon cock. One by one, the rubbery ridges slip past your sphincter, rubbing inside you. You grind your hips from side to side, your back arching in pleasure, but it's no use. You can't quite take him all.

"Hang on," Val says, and you brace your hands against his chest as he tightens the muscles in his groin, pulling his cock out of you and back into himself. Then with a grunt, he thrusts his cock out again, up into your willing body. You cling to him, trembling, as those stiff ridges rasp in and out of your opening, the delicious friction shuddering through you.

"Oh, fuck, yes," you moan as he plunges his cock deep inside of you, over and over, deeper and deeper, your hole stretched tight around the thick base of his cock, but it feels so good. You never imagined anything could feel this good. As he withdraws, you rise up on your knees, slamming your ass down to meet his powerful thrusts, a breathless cry escaping your lips as the bulbous base of his cock finally slips past that muscular ring and you ass clamps down on him, locking him inside of you.

"Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!" Val gasps, his eyes wide in surprise, his back arching. You can feel his cock moving inside of you, not like a cock normally moves, but twitching, pulsing, throbbing, the muscular tip squirming and flailing, the ridged shaft grinding against your prostate. He claws at the air, his body writhing as his cock floods your bowels with his load. You tense, your balls drawing up, and moan as you cum, striping his gray scales with thick strings of white.

Both of you are gasping for breath, neither one moving, as you sit astride his trembling body and wait for his cock to soften. Finally, he slides out of you and back inside his own body. Then, he gentle pushes you off and rolls to his feet, his head low and tail dragging as he shuffles through the scattered coins away from you.

"Val, are you okay?" you ask. Maybe this is the dragon version of afterglow? But instead of getting cuddly, he just needs his own space?

He flops down on the floor at the base of a large pile of treasure. "I've never done that before," he says, his voice barely louder than a whisper.

"Done what? Cum in a human? I didn't mind."

"No, never been that deep inside anyone," he says. "That is an intimate act shared with one's mate."

"Oh, Val. I'm sorry," you say. "I didn't know."

"It's not your fault," he says. "I wanted to. I suppose I should be glad I got to share it with you, even if you did not experience the soul-bonding rapture like a dragon would have. It's not like I'll ever have anyone else to share it with."

"Don't say that," you tell him. "We fulfilled our part of the bargain -- we put on a show. Now the sorcerer has to do as he promised."

"And what makes you think his promise is worth anything?" the dragon asks. "He's an evil sorcerer, remember? No, just go, and forget about me. I'm better off here, anyway." He burrows under the pile of treasure, gold tinkling down in cascades all around him, until just the end of his tail is still showing.

You turn, your steps determined as you march out of the cavern, into a sunlit field. That damned sorcerer had better keep his promise, or there will be hell to pay. You look around, squinting in the bright sun, and are shocked to see that the cave and mountain has disappeared. Standing in the middle of the field is a tall, black tower with a conical slate roof and a single window at the top. At the base is an old wooden door, and as you start toward it, the door slowly swings open and the sorcerer steps out.