At another time, you might have tried to court the Dragongirl known as Xalana. Instead, today, you weren't paying attention and bumped right into her, interrupting her workout.
Knocked on your ass, and a little disoriented, the second thing to hit you just now is the pleasing smell of Xalana's sweat-covered body. She has such a unique musk, its a little intoxicating even. Without meaning to, you take in a deep breath as you slowly look up at the tall and beautiful dragon woman - she's wearing tight shorts and a sports bra, and leaving very little to the imagination.
She tilts her head and looks down at you. As your eyes meet, she gives you a wry, knowing smile, takes a step closer and bends over you - blocking out the light of the evening sun. The dragongirl slowly stretches out a hand towards you, and purrs "try not to be such a clumsy little thing." There's a pause while you sit there stunned, she gestures at you "Go on, take my hand."
Immensely flustered, preoccupied with both the scent of the dragon and her beauty, you have difficulty regaining your composure. Your brain feels like its moving slowly. After blinking a few times to try and clear your head, you take the dragongirl's hand and she easily pulls you off of your feet entirely before gently setting you onto the ground.
Xalana has to be 7 or 8 feet tall and towers over you. You're standing so close to her, breathing in her scent so heavily, its causing you to keep slipping into inappropriate thoughts. No, worse than that, somehow you are already craving this woman.
You try to speak up and attempt to make some kind of conversation but only stutter before she gives you a very predatory glare that leaves you feeling both afraid and aroused. She slides into a smirk and looks down at you and shows off her sharp teeth. Then she deliberately flashes her long, forked tongue at you. Your legs weaken further and you feel like you can barely stand.
Without any prompting on your part, she just says "follow me" with a voice so low, sultry and persuasive that you don't even question it. You were still holding onto her hand until she started to move ahead of you, and you regret not noticing letting go. You start following and walk closely behind her, mesmerized by her swaying hips and heavy tail, by her wings and the ridges on her spine.
Before you realize it, you're already being led through a heavy door that reveals a cozy living space, something you barely even register before you thoughtlessly start undressing, barely even in control of yourself. You manage to drop all of your clothing before Xalana even finishes locking the door - something you dont really notice.
She turns to find you already bare, a string of slick connected to your inner thigh, showing just how wet you already are from her smell, her pheromones, her voice, her beauty. Xalana lets out a low, soft laugh and gazes at all of you briefly before quietly growling and ripping her own clothes off with speed. She is by no means thin and you enjoy the powerful musculature of her as she undresses. She moves in such a way that just feels powerful.
Xalana takes a last stride to stand right in front of you, her hands on either side of your head pressed against the wall behind you. Her twin cocks quickly sliding out of her and rest one on each of your tits. You look down and see the backward facing barbs, pointing down her thick shafts to what appear to be knots at the base. Both of them are already glistening with their own lubrication, and the scent coming off of them and the sweat on her body are driving you feral with lust; you bend to at least attempt to get one in your mouth, dying for a taste. Before you manage it, she moves and grabs you by the hips and hoists you above her shoulders. It is so. effortless for her. You feel like a doll in her hands.
You look down at her, your hands over hers on your hips, and she maneuvers herself so your legs slide down her back, your thighs on her shoulders and around her neck. You feel her wings wrap around your calves, your feet, locking them in place and she rests you against the wall. You can feel the texture of her scales press into your soft skin, feel the warmth from her wings on your legs. As soon as you seem settled, she breaks eye contact and her scaled snout presses hard into you and your back arches as you feel her hot, thick tongue slither directly from her maw into you, licking at you, tasting you, exploring you.
You instinctively grip her horns and pull her harder into you, and as your hands wrap around the rough middle of them, she lets out a small moan between your thighs, but doesnt stop. You can feel how strong her tongue is, the roughness of it, that it's long enough to fold over on itself still inside of you. She does things to your insides with her tongue that you cant even understand, then pulls back just enough to switch her attention.
You look down, breathing heavy, and you watch as Xalana’s forked tongue slides out once more, and this time she starts caressing your lips. Up and down her tongue navigates, the forks of it on either side of a lip and playing with it as she moves. Then she starts to circle in tighter and tighter towards your clit, until finally you feel the roughness of her tongue slide so slowly against you, until finally she pauses at the end of her tongue, the forks playing with both sides of your clit. The whole time, every movement you make, when you point your toes, flex your muscles, you can feel her back and wings respond, usually clamping down on you harder and forcing you to be more still.
She pauses and withdraws her tongue, leaving you on the edge of climax, and looks into your eyes and purrs “I love the way you taste” And slides her long tongue back into you and back out, all while maintaining that predatory eye contact. She holds you there, still at the brink of orgasm and whispers to you “I know you’re close. I want to hear you beg for it.”
You feel the warmth of her breath as she speaks and without hesitation you let out your pleas, that you need it, you need it so badly, that you promise to keep being a good toy if she will let you cum. That she can keep using you as long as she wants. She keeps you right on the edge and still you beg, "please please please please please let me cum please ple-" and with one last aggressive maneuver she pushes you over the edge and your breath catches, you start to shudder, your eyes roll back and you hold onto her horns for dear life.
She gives you some time to recover, her breath still warm and heavy between your thighs. You look down and into her eyes, and try to speak “w-wow I -” but she just shakes her head slightly, and you close your mouth, swallowing whatever you were about to say. She gently grabs your hips again with her large draconic paws, releases your legs from her wings, and she and maneuvers you off her shoulders and down to her eye level, still pressing you against the wall. Your feet now hanging only a couple feet off the ground, her cocks somehow bigger now than when you first saw them and pressed against your mid section, almost reaching your sternum. You can feel them pulse slightly with her heartbeat.
When you look back up at her she is already smirking at you. She licks her snout clean, sharp fangs visible again for just a second before raising you up a little, and then lowering you so that you feel the tips of her slide up your thighs and press against you. Your eyes go a little wide as you feel the girth of them. You will only maybe fit one of them, but gods you want to feel her inside of you so so badly.
idk if anyone be interested in a part 2? I've already written a longer most than I meant to, and this is after condensing it down. And this still not even to the scene that inspired it all in the first place. but at this point I just wanna push out what I have
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