What Kind Of Story Do You Think This *IS*, Exactly?

"I'm feeling a little bit queasy..." Zebeythrae'oyss started the series of denials.

"We're too tired," Kasey McDonald and Shannon McDonald said in unison after looking in each other's eyes.

"I never have sex on the first date," Illiamdia'ae declared...

"You all are a bunch of dry-as-fuck cunts; you know that?" Zebeyolinkiira said into the lengthening silence which followed.

"Doesn't any of you remember the casting of the Leaves, Branches, and Bones Arch-Druid Torvarian conducted? Now that he has accepted the ritual of Atonement we each are destined to have sex with Hehrakkess at least once. You all can be prissy stuck up bitches because he doesn't know how to establish a proper rapport with a woman and enguage in seduction, but he won't learn if we don't try to teach him, so I for one am going to be doing just that! Cunts...!" Zebeyolinkiira finished in an angry whisper.

"Now, Hehrakkess, I'm sure someone as widely read as yourself can do better than THAT at asking a woman to have sexual relations with him..." Zebeyolinkiira said, turning to Hehrakkess.

Hehrakkess stood silently for about ten seconds, thinking with the swiftness and simultaneous depth that only a dragon can, then spoke.

"Sex.

Lost, gone.

Love Returns.

Unexpected.

A new beloved.

A teacher of secrets.

Will she join with me in Sex?"

"Apparently you're better at this than it seems, not so much a novice as just rusty." Zebeyolinkiira said with a smile, then turned to the others who stood with their mouths agape.

"See? It doesn't pay to assume! He's been alone without anyone who was his equal for decades. There's the barest handful of blue dragons left, he's just had no one to practice on..." She declared, and took Hehrakkess by one great clawed finger. "We'll be in his room, if you need us..." She stated, and started gently leading Hehrakkess away, hips swaying suggestively, while the others could only stare after them, agog...

Shortly Hehrakkess and his drow paramour stood in his sleeping chambers and Zebeyolinkiira began to undress. Each article came off gently and slowly, folded and put away in neat little pile one by one. First went the shoes, then her stockings. Next came her Mithril Chain Shirt, and her belt with its twined scabbards holding her matched Adamantium Scimitars. Now she moved on to her leather skirt, then her gambeson. After that she took off shirt and under skirt, then her shift, and finally was down to panties and bra...

Her bra and panties were both made of tailored dark blue silk with sky blue silk lace for straps, bands, and edging. When she reached those last articles she was suddenly embarrassed and turned her face away from Hehrakkess.

"Ple-ase be gent-le, I'm n-ew at th-is..."

She muttered, effectively inaudible.

Hehrakkess however had a dragon's hearing. "Zebeyolinkiira, are you a virgin?" he breathed in wonder.

"Yes!"

Came the strangled mou.

"I will be as gentle as physiologically possible." Hehrakkess vowed.

Hehrakkess used an unusual cantrip to remove Zebeyolinkiira's last two articles of clothing. Most Dragons, and other mages for that matter, were content with the common spell "Mage Hand", but not Hehrakkess. Even though he lost 20% of its lifting capacity in retraining for the aberrant spell that he replaced Mage Hand with he felt it was quite well worth the effort.

His variation had come from a musty and water damaged old tome one of his first Kobold servants, a wizard named Shelmoz, had bought in Bolnaggash. It contained only twelve readable pages, three of which were PARTS of longer spells, and thus useless, but what they had gained from the rest of it was priceless.

Among other tricks were spells that protected the recipient from bright light, one which soaked the target with a personal downpour, one that gave them a slight breeze, and a trivial version of the lighting bolt. The one that had appealed to Hehrakkess however has been another variant cantrip called "Grope". It required concentration, and could only lift four pounds rather than Mage Hand's five, but it had too many advantages to pass up. One: no gestures were required, so, if you were trained to be able to cast spells by muttering 'soto-voche', you could cast it effectively invisibility. Two: unlike Mage Hand it could perform fine manipulation and conveyed tactile sensation. (But being an intangible field of ****, not pain...) Three: and this was the most important part, using it on a partner who was sexually aroused set up a mildly pleasant tingle in the areas touched. The book had a footnote that the spell had been copied from the spell book of a student that had been expelled for using it on other students without their permission, but the wizard who's spell book they had found it in couldn't bear to simply DESTROY this quantum advance in personal telekinesis.

Shelmoz had claimed that a few of the partially readable pages appeared to be research notes on attempting to remove the tingly sensation from the spell, but they all seemed to be less than successful...

Before his personality change Hehrakkess had occasionally used his Palentier and that cantrip to **** unsuspecting women in villages near his current lairs, but he now felt quite badly about that. He was now certain that had been unjust, and more than likely illegal into the bargain. Now however he would use it properly: to touch a willing partner without risking injuries from his deadly claws...

Zebeyolinkiira felt the tingly sensation of two four fingered hands running down her legs as her panties were gently pulled off. Then the same was repeated with her breasts and arms, removing her brassiere. Her pussy became wet and hot as the articles of clothing were slowly and sensually removed and placed neatly atop her pile.

Hehrakkess was now laying on his back in among the furs, cloths, and straw mats which made up his bed. Hehrakkess wordlessly gestured Zebeyolinkiira to climb atop him and ready herself for their joining. She soon was in place, and looked at the massive Dragon dork which was about to defeat her virginity and make her a woman...

Hehrakkess was as good as his word, he didn't push, thrust, or otherwise speed things up. Zebeyolinkiira took him into her virgin pussy millimeters at a time, but after five minutes, the first two of which were spent gently easing her hymen apart to accommodate Hehrakkess mighty shaft, she had bottomed out on him: and still with four inches of penis left to go...

She stayed like that for a full minute, holding back tears by an effort of will. Hehrakkess was so big he HURT, let alone the fact that a hymen can only stretch so much at one time before it starts to tear, and that had been thoroughly exceeded. However, Hehrakkess began to use his cantrip to play with her clitoral nub, and just a second or two later Zebeyolinkiira's mind exploded in orgasm!

Zebeyolinkiira was no stranger to the joy of a big O, she was a virgin, not asexual. She had touched herself and rubbed out a climax many many times since she turned 150 years old, but this was new. Everything was heightened, every sensation somehow MORE; all because what she had always secretly needed and wanted, (but never been able to put into words until now,) was being impaled on an enormous Dragon Dick...

Zebeyolinkiira screamed, not any word or name but a howl of pure orgasmic joy. Then she collapsed forward into Hehrakkess belly while girl-cum leaked out of her twat around his massive pole, and didn't move for half a minute. The spasms of her pussy kept Hehrakkess hard until reason returned to her eyes and she ran her hand down the smooth armored scales of his stomach.

"Gods above and bellow Hehrakkess, is that what it's always like?" She finally managed after working her mouth with nothing but panting emerging for a good fifteen seconds...

Hehrakkess smiled. "I think that one was above average, but I'm sure you'll have ones that good again..."

"Time to get you off then," Zebeyolinkiira said with a smile. She started stroking him with her velvet sheath, building slowly, and Hehrakkess lost himself to sensation...

Slick, slippery, wet, hot, hands-across-oiled-leather: these were the kind of sensations that both felt in their joining. The tempo was fairly slow; both knew that Hehrakkess could be hurt if they went too fast. After five minutes of this both again approached their peak...

"I'm gonna-" Hehrakkess said before Zebeyolinkiira cut him off.

"YES! Now!" She cried as her own orgasm began to crest.

In an indescribable burst of sensations both flooded over with a simultaneous wave of feeling. Hehrakkess' primal roar of completion totally drowned out Zebeyolinkiira's glorious shout of "Yeeeessss!" but neither cared. The spasms of Zebeyolinkiira's cunt pulled more and more of Hehrakkess jizz up into her waiting womb, ensuring that her first sexual encounter would also result in her first pregnancy*...
*(Neither of them would know that for about four months, but when they found out they would be overjoyed...)

For now they simply collapsed into deep slumber, each dreaming of the other...

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