The Lair of the Green Dragons Pt. 01

Her pussy was intoxicating but Yverta had more tricks up her sleeve still as she exhaled, drawing back a little to allow her body the space in which to do so, letting her aphrodisiac infused breath wash over his cock. The flow of breath over his dripping, saliva soaked dick would have been more than enough all on its own but the trunk of it quivered under her indirect touch, abruptly throbbing up all the more sensitive, twitching and even trying to curl back and forth as if he was trying to show off how it was prehensile too. So sensitive did it become that Xigfeldo could not resist the passion of letting loose a long, drawn-out groan into her pussy, tongue driving and flickering up to her G-spot as he finally sent her into a roaring, bellowing orgasm.

The dragoness rocked and humped against him, passion rising, thickly infused juices coating and painting his muzzle, but it was just yet another mark that he wore proudly in testament to his breeding prowess, letting it sit there rather than lap it all up. In all honesty, he was rather curious as to how long it would reside, but there was still more sensation to come as Yverta focused on his cock, drawing him softly and expertly into her throat, lips folded gently over her teeth to protect his most sensitive organ from the scrape of her teeth. Sighing and hissing lightly, he bobbed his head back and forth, her tail squeezing around his neck, relaxing into the attention, the massaging pulse of a throat on his cock.

"Mmm..." He nuzzled her pussy, sparing her overly sensitive folds another teasing lick. "Oh, you can...unff...get me off...quicker..."

Yet he was talking a big game when he could not hold himself back any longer, the dragoness slurping urgently on his cock as if all she could think about was his seed, getting it deep into her muzzle and down her throat too. There was only one thing that Yverta wanted at that moment in time as he howled and stomped, a pair of male dragons fucking rampantly before them, boasting a stretched, gaping tail hole that made his cock twitch in her maw, thrusting and grinding. He could not resist the urge and he bellowed out his passion as he spent himself inside her muzzle, letting her work out just where she wanted his cock to be, whether she wanted his cream straight down her throat or further back, perhaps even splattering her muzzle in his essence.

In some ways, she was the spice of life itself and more traditional in what she adored, Yverta choosing to take her lips all the way down to the base of his cock, the length of her muzzle easily allowing her to do so as she gulped down every last drop. That seed would not be teased away into her cunny and womb for breeding purposes but would warm the pit of her belly, tail twitching all the while. She really was like the cat that had gotten into the cream, throat working noisily as she swallowed down absolutely everything he had to give her, her intent entirely focused on not letting a single drop of his spunk go to waste.

Not a single drop of cum dripped from her lips and tongue as Yverta drew back from his cock, letting the still-hard shaft spring free, wanton already for more. She had needs of her own, however, even though he'd made her climax on his muzzle, turning about to lift her tail, the sinuous length slipping free of his neck as Xigfeldo was, finally, set loose to do what he most certainly felt he did best.

"Did you miss my cunt?" She hissed, showing him the raunchy, half-feral dragoness that had made his heart pound in just the right way at the ceremony. "You'll never get another like this!"

It was an invitation and a challenge rolled into one and not one either that Xigfeldo was willing to miss, letting loose a snarl as he lunged up over her back, gripping her hips and dragging her back onto his cock. It could have bounced off her scales and required a second jab but he was so skilled that he struck home in one stroke, her sweet essence leading him in like a flower's aroma led the bee to the nectar. He couldn't have stopped even if he'd wanted to and it was that luxury of freedom from control that drove him on, hissing and growling and snarling like a far more feral beast than he actually was. No, he and the rest of dragonkind were warm, sentient creatures who knew their power and high position in the world, not creatures that bred for a simple, base need. There were relationships to foster, pleasures to be had, and, of course, the act of breeding for reproduction too, but it was not the be all and end all of what they could all utilise for their own kinky ecstasy.

Yverta hissed and ground back on him, his cock plunging deep, seeking out her innermost barrier. She was a seasoned breeder, however, and knew better than he how to take a cock like that without letting him bottom out, her thick tail twisting up and as much out of the way as was possible, her suitor pressing up eagerly over her back. His smooth cock did not have the ridges that some other types of dragons boasted but she was hardly going to complain about something like that as his magic allowed him to change his cock and the shape of it at will too, a feat that few dragons could claim for themselves.

No, their breeding was rough and carnal, entirely devoted to the passionate lust of the moment. His cock drove into her as if it was the last fuck they'd ever have, thrusting and grinding, seeking out every last sensitive spot inside her as Yverta snarled and howled out her orgasm, demanding more. She'd never beg but Xigfeldo was more than an expert at what he did - that was why they'd named him the champion, after all! And that breeding was the first of many, grinding in as deeply as possible, thrusting hard, the sound of scales slapping scales resounding through the packed clearly, filled with heaving, lustful bodies.

They were far from the only few engaging in the pleasures of the body by that point as Xigfeldo's eyes wandered, grazing those in the back who seemed keener on watching than participating. And yet even he could see the lust in their eyes as they took in a trio of females forming a circle, nose to tail, pleasuring one another so that no one was left out, how their eyes lingered on a male on his back with another riding him, tail hole crammed full of a rather meaty length. Hm... Xigfeldo hissed and gulped, the intense taste, so sweet that it was almost fruity, of the dragon princess clinging to his lips, the interior of his maw. Maybe he'd have to see just how big that particular cock was for himself too!

But he had a dragoness to please right there and then, her moans rising, pussy rippling and teasing his entire length in orgasm. He was not shy about using the full length of his breeding spire either to plough her full of dragon dick, slamming in over and over again, the pulse of orgasm rising in the back of his mind once more. It was a beast that would have to be unleashed but one that was duly welcomed, howling out its passion and pleasure, her cunny milking him for all he was worth. Their claws dug into the moss, scraping and gouging up the forest floor, though the aroma of sex and musk intermingled with the powerful natural aroma of the green dragons, turning everything into a more sordid affair than it had even begun as.

His cock twitched and his first load, well, to erupt inside her, filled her pussy, his grinding, jabbing thrusts keeping his cock as deep inside her as possible while still thrusting. He wanted to feel everything, absolutely every last bit of her tunnel, squeezing around him like velvet, the softest warmth in the world. Xigfeldo hissed, head tipping one way and then the other, pleasure getting the better of him. It was one thing to breed but another thing entirely to breed such a sexy dragoness as Yverta. She was something special indeed and no drake in the world, or dragoness too, he would wager, could deny that.

"More," she growled, bracing and wrenching her body urgently back at him, teetering on the edge of yet another explosive orgasm, coarse words rasping from her. "Harder... You're not...huff... Not even trying!"

Oh, so she wanted it like that, did she? Xigfeldo grinned, jaws hanging open in a feral, aggressive grin that he was sure too that she would welcome. Well, he could play that game too as he dug his claws more forcibly into her hips, drawing her back, forcing her off-balance and then roaring as he slammed in with the full force of his body. Every muscle in his hind end - and then some that he didn't even need to be contracted - tensed to put his weight into it, oozing power, strength and vitality. His hips were but a blur and so energetic that even the closest green dragons engaged in lust around them paused in what they were doing, one female lifting her nose with a smear of male pre-cum on her lips, eyes wide, to watch what they were doing. Perhaps that was just what they should have been more interested in from the beginning but it took something special to glean a dragon's attention, even if it was their champion princess who was putting on the world's best sex show for them, first and foremost.

Yverta snarled, one orgasm blasting into another and then another, no limit to the pleasure coursing through her lust-addled body. It was all as the dragoness wanted it to be, ecstasy rising up and up like a vine reaching for the sky, seeking out sunlight, and she turned her muzzle up to the canopy of trees, sun and clouds barely visible even in the constructed clearing, howling as she was bred, her pussy taking every load Xigfeldo had to offer. There was hardly any distinction, even for him, as he deposited one orgasm after the other into her too, cock not softening and stamina not waning. He was not even too warm for comfort, his water affinity and natural way of being keeping his scales and body cooler than most, snarling even as his flanks heaved, eyes glinting.

Yes... Yes, he could keep going for as long as he pleased, for if there was one thing that dragons were good at it was fucking - and fucking until the rest of the lesser creatures in the world had dropped in defeat and exhaustion. Their stamina was legendary and no more so than Xigfeldo's, hips working and pumping, cum slopping messily from her cunt as he covered her, the grinding thrusts seeking out the most mutual pleasure that he could derive in such a heated liaison.

Still, there were other pleasures to be had even if the drake in question would have been more than content to stay right where he was, climaxing over and over as his internally held testis replenished themselves, his adoring audience drinking it all in like a magically infused beverage that swayed the senses. He could keep on cumming forever, or so it felt - it was not quite a hypothesis that had been tested by any dragon except in legend - hips working, tail balancing him. Spreading his wings, he showed off with an arch in his neck, bearing Yverta down, nostrils tickling with the acid of his 'breath', although it was not a true breath ability at all like what the fire-type dragons boasted. They would all enjoy though, muscle bunching and rippling beneath his scales, wings trembling as he roared out his triumph, Xigfeldo's lust mingling with Yverta's, grinding in deep for his biggest load yet.

It was the shift of his hips that told him that they were done with that for the moment, however, rather than any words slipping from her sweet lips. Yverta had more in mind for him and he would not have doubted that she had much prepared in her lair, though to call such a palace a lair was a stretch indeed that he may have done better to not say out loud. Still, he allowed her out from beneath him, leaving his own back on her hindquarters and her flushed and swollen slit as his seed continued to spurt, draining him of one, final orgasm that he laid bare in open testament to his breeding prowess. The dragons surrounding them whispered and murmured, in awe of what he had to demonstrate, and Xigfeldo's chest visibly puffed up with pride, head held high and a smirk on his lips.

"Does anyone else want a ride?" He hissed cheekily, bobbing his snout back and forth. "I'm sure I can find just a little more in store if I really try."

It was all a farce, of course, as he could do far more than a little but their chitters and bobbing cocks along with flushed vents and blushing muzzles was all that he could have wanted. Yverta rolled her eyes, groaning as she stretched out the kinks in her body, tail wriggling to even crack the vertebrae running down there, beckoning him with a saucy smile and a crook of her tail that simply had to be obeyed. That was, well, if he wanted a bit more fun with her. And he did want that too, didn't he?

"Come with me," she murmured, leading him away through the crowd, trusting that the other dragon would keep up or, at least, find his way. "I think it's time I showed you something that the green dragons have been working on for some time now."

Xigfeldo purred softly.

Their time together was only just beginning...