Wyn (M)

You could see through the moonlight that it was Wyn slowly closing the door before turning towards you. Stirring, you opened half of your blooms again, drawing her attention.

“What are those flowers?” she asked, drawing closer. Five feet.

“Well I am a green dragon, part of the forests and nature, so they are part of me and reflect my mood.”

“And what mood do they reflect?” Four feet. Three feet.

“Happiness, enjoyment, positive emotions.”

“That’s good” her voice had dropped an octave.

“And what brings you out here so late, little Wyn”

“I just wanted to thank you again for saving me” she murmured, swaying slightly.

“I can think of a few ways you could thank me” I growled and opened more blooms.

She seemed to sway more, her eyes black pits as she started to rub her hands along my sides. “That would be good,” she slurred.

“Then what should you do?”

At this she reached up and pulled the straps of her dress aside. The fabric drooped and pooled around her waist, baring her two breasts, nice teardrops capped with dark circles. My mouth opened as my tongue extended, touching her waist before curling upward to circle first the left then the right.

She tilted her head back and moaned as she thrust her chest forward. Her hands twitched at her sides as if she couldn’t decide where to place them before placing them on my head and pulling me closer.

After a few moments, I pulled back to her displeasure which ended as I said, “Lay back.”

Laying back on one of the hay bales, she spread out, her arms reaching up to cup her breasts as I moved forward, my head dipping down.

Nosing up her dress, my tongue extended once more, circling up her thigh, her legs spreading further with each pass as I savored the taste of sweat and heat that grew the higher I went, rallying to the sounds of her moans. Reaching the apex, I pulled my tongue back for a second before plunging forward, burying it in the wet heat.

Wyn tensed and let out a long, low moan as her legs started shaking. I could taste this tangy syrup as she shuddered before I continued. Her hands snapped down to my head but could do little as I plundered her depths. Already I could feel my slit opening as my length extended.

Curling my tongue upwards, there was a rough patch that when stroked sent her into fresh spasms which I teased before diving deeper, before reaching a button deep inside where she let out a shuddering exhale before slumping.

Pulling my tongue out, I leaned back to observe this beauty. Hair sprawled around her, her breasts on full display as they heaved, her dress little more than a cloth belt. Her eyes opened and she reached out towards me, “Please.”

Taking that as permission, I moved forward, towering over her as my length fully extended out of my sheathe. She looked down and seemed to shudder as she beheld it before spreading her legs wide in invitation.

With slow movements I pushed into her slick heat, spreading those lips around my substantial girth, surging a few inches in before holding still. It was agony, but this was worth the suffering as she let out a loud groan. I stayed there, shifted a little back and forth before she started to press down on me.

Continuing, I pushed more in. Five. Six. Seven. Each inch was a pleasure pain as she squeezed tightly. Soon I had bottomed out with that button inside. I held there before pulling back and starting to thrust, driving in and out again and again as she kept moaning.

Glancing down, I could see a slight bulge as I pushed in and out. However, soon a quirk of draconic biology reared itself as the fluid I had been slowly leaking into her started to go to work, loosening her tunnel but also the gateway at the end.

Each thrust forwards I could feel it give slightly more. Again and again, until with a wet SHLUNK, I surged inside her most sacred place. Pushing further, I soon was completely inside, all eleven glorious inches and began pounding her.

Wyn was gazing up at me and I could see the metaphorical hearts in her eyes as she kept moaning. The time between her releases was getting to the point of merely being one long continuous orgasm. Soon, I could feel my own end approaching and felt the base of my cock start to inflate.

Soon it was harder to push forward until POP! my knot was inside, locking us together. My cock surged as the first burst erupted within her womb, coating the inside. One became more as I continued to spew, swelling her lower stomach slightly as my seed was prevented from leaving.

With a shudder I tilted us two and was dead to the world.