The Princess and the Dragon

Lisette glanced to Firn to see if he had any objections; the dragon looked wide eyed, but he didn't say anything as Lisette rubbed the outside of his slit, then gently used her finger to probe and explore his body. The inside of the dragon's genital slit felt warm and wet, and yet Lisette's finger didn't go far before meeting resistance. This was more of a warm, fleshy, filled compartment instead of a tubular orifice, and Lisette could feel Firn's muscles tensing up against her finger joint, squeezing that intruding digit. "Hmm..."

Lisette moved her finger about, and a throbbing pressure quickly began to push her finger back out. Retracting her hand, she watched as the pink, pointed tip of Firn's penis pushed out from the confines of his genital slit. Lisette gave it a tap, then she used her fingers to move it about, and the dragon's penis continued to enlarge and stiffen as it came out of the slit which normally kept it contained.

It just kept getting bigger and stiffer, this unscaled length of flesh which stood out in contrast to the rest of Firn's dark grey scales. When it was finally done emerging, Lisette found herself slightly awed by this display of inhuman masculinity. Though she had never seen a man's erection, Lisette knew from books what they would look like, and this was definitely not that. Firn's penis was a solid rod of pinkish flesh jutting proudly out from his underbelly. It was sleek and strangely aerodynamic looking, with a mild upwards curve over its whole length so that it pointed towards its owner's chest. Though there was no obvious head, there were a few slight ridges on the underside.

"Wow, that's... haha... Just look at you, Firn!" Lisette hesitated again, then she reached out and firmly grasped Firn's erection. The dragon's reproductive organ was appropriate to his size, which made it just about the size of Lisette's lanky forelimbs, or perhaps slightly smaller and thinner. She could wrap her fingers all the way around and make a fist around it, and the organ felt very warm. It seemed spongy and soft on the outside, with a deeper core of stiff, firm tissue underneath which kept it rigid. It felt almost delicate—an organ which was normally hidden away so well, and which only emerged so that it might be quickly buried inside a female, to accomplish its natural reproductive function.

"And there you have it. Most males are like that, honestly. You just touch them a bit, and they'll get all excited for you," Elwisia said. She had been watching Lisette's slow exploration, and now the master wizard gestured. "It's simple to operate. You see how there's a little bit of wetness coming from his tip and his base? That's another reflex. It's his body trying to get things all lubricated up."

Lisette stared for a moment. Right at the tip of Firn's erection, a drop of clear liquid had started to bead out, and a similar liquid was also wetting the base of his erection, right where it met his genital slit. Using her finger, Lisette discovered that this fluid was slick and lightly viscous, but not very sticky. Without thinking about what she was doing, she sniffed at her fingers, but there wasn't much smell at all.

Sitting opposite from Lisette, Elwisia reached out and rubbed Firn's tip, then she began smearing that liquid all over his erection, getting it all slick. "You're already leaking, aren't you, Firn? You're really enjoying this."

"More than I expected," muttered the dragon.

"Good," Elwisia said. "Lisette, make sure your hands are all wet, too. It'll feel better for him when you rub. Then just... go at it."

Lisette again felt a surge of self-consciousness, but she used both hands to grasp the tip of Firn's erection. She played with it, touching it, pushing it, moving it to point his erection around, then she wrapped both hands around it and slide her hands down, feeling all the smooth, wet friction between her hands and the dragon's length.

"Mmrr...?" Firn made a soft, rumbling noise, and Lisette glanced at him, but the drake didn't seem to be in any discomfort. As she slid her hands down, she could feel Firn's ridges bumping through her fingers, and his tail twitched. Once she got to the bottom, Lisette started sliding back up, then down, then up again, soon picking up the pace of her motions.

Elwisia sat back and nodded. "See? That's it. Nice and simple. Just keep that up for a few minutes, and he'll be making a mess all over his chest. Or he won't, if I have anything to say about it." Elwisia picked up her glass jar again and unscrewed the metal lid.

Lisette had gotten into a steady pace, stroking her hands up and down Firn's erection. "Am I doing this correctly?" she asked.

"Don't ask me. Ask him," Elwisia retorted.

Lisette glanced to the dragon. "Firn, how does that feel?"

"That is... much more pleasant that I was expecting..." Firn admitted. Lying on his back, his wings were splayed open on the ground and completely relaxed. Lisette found it a mildly amusing sight—it looked like the dragon was just melting into the ground as he went limp from the pleasure flowing through him. All except for his penis, which was stiffening up as if desperate for more stimulation.

And Lisette eagerly provided that stimulation. She tried different things—holding Firn's erection tighter or looser, twisting her hands, paying more attention to one part or the other—all to try and figure out what got the best response. Very quickly she picked up on the fact that the ridges on Firn's penis were quite sensitive. Running along the underside of his erection and especially near the base, there were subtly protruding ridges which made the dragon moan softly when Lisette began stroking those hard. "Oh... Ohh, yes... Right there..."

"Rub his ridges. Rub them hard until they start to firm up, then ignore them until they got soft," Elwisia advised. It was almost like they were back in the palace, with Elwisia teaching Lisette a new type of magic or spell, except now they were doing something else altogether.

Lisette did as she was asked and tried rubbing Firn's penile ridges firmly and quickly, and the dragon let out another gasping moan. "Woah...!" Lisette kept going for about half a minute, and then she started to feel those ridges began to flare out and become more noticeable. She switched back to rubbing the other parts of his erection, leaving his ridges alone as Elwisia had said.

"Why leave them alone? Do they get all sensitive?" Lisette asked.

"Yes...! So sensitive.... So good..." Firn gasped. He was starting to squirm about, and his breath was coming in steady pants.

"On a male dragon, those ridges are to stimulate the female being mated and induce her ovulation, preferably right as the male is nearing his own release. If you keep rubbing them when they get all flared up, he's going to make a big mess," Elwisia explained.

"Isn't that exactly what we want here?" Lisette asked, continuing her efforts to rub Firn's erection, and listening to his desperate pants.

"Yes, but not too soon. Keep him pent-up and heavily aroused for a bit, without letting him release. It tricks his body into producing as much seed it can, so he can impregnate the female he's supposedly coupling." Elwisia chuckled. "Haha. Isn't it amusing to think that we're all just animals, made to reproduce and pass on our genes to the next generation?"

"You seem to know a lot about how dragons reproduce," Lisette replied.

"I know a lot about a massive number of things, dragons included." Elwisia tapped the side of her head. "I've read through entirely libraries, roamed countries in search of knowledge, and spent far more time than you would believe in the pursuit of knowledge and skill. But I don't want to brag. Careful now, Firn's getting real close."

As Lisette kept stroking Firn's erection, the drake's tongue had lolled out of his jaws and his gaze had gone all distant. Now his ridges were properly beginning to flare up, even though she avoided touching them. "You like that, don't you? You like when I do that to you?" Lisette murmured.

"Oh yes..." Firn nodded his head dumbly. "Oh, that's so good. It's like this... this tingle inside me that's getting better and better... I can't... it's so... Huhh!" Firn gasped, and snout scrunched up as if he was in the greatest pain, or pleasure.

"Stop touching him," Elwisia said, and Lisette dropped her hands. Firn's erection was left entirely ignored, just twitching desperately all on its own, ridges all flared out. "He was almost ready to shoot his seed right then. If you'd kept stroking for a few more seconds, he'd probably have done it." Elwisia put both her hands along the sides of Firn's genital slit and rubbed his scales, but she ignored his throbbing erection. "You're one very aroused drake, aren't you? Give him a moment to rest. So Lisette, how adventurous are you feeling right now?"

Lisette was blushing, but she couldn't deny being very curious (and maybe a bit aroused) by this whole scenario. Firn was a dragon and she was pleasuring him, but he was also her trusted friend. "Define adventurous?"

Elwisia tapped the side of Firn's genital slit, then she slid her hands further downwards, towards his tail, and towards a particular place just above his tail base. "Adventurous."

"Oh! But that's... What can you do with that?" Lisette asked.

"A hole is a hole, and you can put things in holes." Elwisia made sure her hand was well slicked up with the natural lubricant Firn's penis was still leaking, and then she began using the tips of her fingers to rub his anus.

Firn's eyes had been closed, but they snapped open at this sudden touch. "Huh! What are you doing there? That's not supposed to—oh!" He let out a surprised exclamation as one of Elwisia's fingers started pushing into his orifice, gradually pushing at the tightly clenched muscles.

"Relax. Just try and relax. Say stop if you really want it to stop, but try and relax," Elwisia said.

Suddenly feeling inspired, Lisette used one hand to grab Firn's erection and began stroking him lightly again, teasing the dragon with small doses of pleasure. Her other hand rubbed his belly, feeling the tensed up muscles of his abdomen. "Relax, Firn. This feels good, right? You like it when I touch you?"

"Yes? Yes... I like it when you touch me, Lisette, but the wizard is putting her fingers where they don't belong. That's dirty back there! Master wizard? More like mad wizard," Firn muttered. "What are you doing?"

Lisette glanced back at Elwisia, who now had two fingers all the way into Firn's rear, and appeared to be feeling about. "As you might know, princess, men have their reproductive organs dangling about between their legs in a sack of skin. That's a bit of a silly design, if you ask me, and dragons do things far more sensibly. Just like every other organ in the body, male dragons keep their testicles internal, but they are close enough where you can rub and press on them through the rear entrance. Right about... here. Can you feel that, drake?"

Elwisia moved her fingers in a certain way, and Firn suddenly let out a grunt and went stiff. "Hmmngg!" Lisette felt Firn's penis throb, and a small amount of that clear, lubricating liquid spurted out from his tip. "Ok, that's new. That's new. It's feels like... you're directly hitting that tingly feeling inside me..."

Lisette gave Firn's erection a few more gentle strokes, and his ridges immediately flared up and his penis throbbed again. His anus clenched down on Elwisia's invading fingers, and the master wizard looked amused. "You're really full, aren't you? Must have been pent up for a while. When was the last time you pleasured yourself? I'd say about... maybe a week?"

Firn looked surprised. "How did you know that? You can tell that just from touching me?"

Elwisia grinned. "No, that's just around the time Lisette first went missing, and I'm assuming that you haven't dared to pleasure yourself while you two are together. Next time you feel needy though, maybe you should just ask her to help you out. Eh, princess?"

Lisette briefly made eye contact with Firn, then they both glanced away. "I never imagined... I always thought I would end up married off to some random prince from a neighbouring country, my body used as a negotiating tool for a political alliance. I never thought I'd end up pleasuring a dragon. Or even a friend," Lisette murmured.

"And I never thought that my first experience with another person would be with a human, or humans, but wow that feels good," Firn said in reply. "I have to... find a way to repay this to you, Lisette."

"I'd be happy to teach you about how to do that too, but I don't really have the time." Elwisia let her fingers go still, and Firn relaxed slightly. "Lisette, you want to try putting your fingers here?"

Lisette thought about it, but shook her head. "Uh... not right now. Maybe in the future, but I think I prefer to just hold this and stroke it." She gave Firn's penis a few encouraging strokes.

"Fair enough." Elwisia used her other hand to slap one of Firn's hindlegs. "Hey, drake. Next time you're feeling bored, use your tail tip and try to find this spot again. It's not very far in, so just be gentle. Nothing more embarrassing than hurting yourself there."

"Umm..." Firn looked unconvinced, but his tail tip twitched.

"Alright, I think we're ready to finish things up. Lisette, grab that jar, and get him to fill it whenever you're ready." Elwisia rippled her fingers inside Firn's anus, and the drake went stiff again as his internal testicles were massaged. His glands were already very full, and the added pressure made them feel as if they were about to fire out their stored up fluids.

Lisette held the glass jar with one hand, and she used her other hand to aim Firn's erection so that the tip pointed right into the jar. She had to tilt the jar slightly so that when filled it wouldn't spill. And then she began to stroke.

Up and down her hand went, each motion sending jolts of pleasure through Firn's body. His mind was awash with pleasure, his normal logic and sense of embarrassment all heavily suppressed by lust. He couldn't stop looking at Lisette and thinking strange things about her; wishing that she was perhaps wearing less of her clothes, and wishing that he could have a chance to return some of the intense pleasure she was giving him. She wasn't a dragon, but that hadn't stopped her from becoming his friend, and now that wasn't stopping her from giving him so much pleasure.

"Come on, Firn. You like it when I do this to you, don't you?" Lisette did the same thing as before, weaving her fingers in between the subtle ridges of Firn's erection, and gently bouncing her hand up and down until his ridges firmed up and his penis went fully stiff. Then she moved her hand back to the less sensitive spots, slowly working him up and down towards the peak of pleasure. "You're a good dragon. You're going to make such a nice big mess inside this jar."

Firn vaguely felt like he should be embarrassed, but with all the lust and arousal clouding his mind, there was simply to space for self-consciousness. Instead he moaned and nodded his head. "Yes... I'm a good dragon... I'll do it.. Oh..."

Finally Firn's arousal slipped beyond his ability to tolerate. Lisette had pushed him right to the edge of orgasm and now he couldn't hold back, even with her fingers just barely dancing over his erection, hardly even touching him. Instead of stopping like before, Lisette made sure she was angling Firn's erection to point right into the jar, and she kept stroking him hard, rubbing him up and down with firm, quick strokes.

Firn clenched up all four of his paws, and his tail coiled itself up. "Lisette! Hnngg... Lisette..." He moaned her name without think about it.

"Are you going to—?" Lisette started to ask, and then he did. Firn's penis twitched, spitting out a jet of thick, cloudy white liquid into the jar. A split second later his penis twitched again, firing a much larger spurt of semen that almost made Lisette lose her grip on the jar. "Oh, you are. Good dragon."

The young male dragon's wings were trembling, and his snout was scrunched up in an expression of bliss. Again and again his penis twitched, releasing his semen in rhythmic pulses. Lisette made sure it all was caught in the jar as Firn poured out his seed. The first few spurts were the largest, immediately filling the jar to a quarter full. After that they dwindled to just dribbles of that whitish, thick liquid, but the pulses just kept coming one after another, slowly filling up the jar. Lisette kept stroking the dragon's length, dragging out his pleasure as he released all his seed. "There it is. Let it out, Firn. Let it all out."

Finally those dribbles had become mere drops, then Firn's penis finally went still as his ejaculation wound down. Which was when Elwisia got to work. "You're not done yet." She still had a pair of fingers in the dragon's anus, and she'd been feeling his orifice repeatedly clench down on her, even as her fingers were idle. Now as his contractions weakened and halted, she started to wiggle and rub with those digits, gently massaging the dragon's partially emptied glands and vesicles to coax them in giving everything they had.

"Ahhhkkk..." Firn let out a choked, shocked grunt, and his whole body went totally stiff as his fading orgasm restarted. "Oh no. No... Yess...!" The pleasure spiked to such an intense level that he saw stars, and the muscles of his underbelly clenched so hard that it almost hurt. He had already released a good load of his seed, but now Elwisia forced him to endure a second ejaculation right as he was coming down from the high of the first. "Rahh... Ah, aha, ahhh..." he whimpered, unable to stop himself. Lisette kept rubbing the dragon's erection, and Firn bucked his hips as the exquisite sensation became too much to tolerate. Waves of pleasure shuddered through his body, emptying him out as he spurted more of his semen into the over half-filled jar, until it was about four-fifths full.

Finally Firn had given everything he could, and Elwisia relented. Her fingers rubbed his inner testicles one last time, making the drake shudder, and then she pulled out. Elwisia started using her enchanted cloth to wipe her hands clean, even as Firn was left shivering and gasping for air from the sheer intensity of what had just happened.

Lisette tilted the small glass jar, looking at just how filled it was. It seemed a strange thing to think about, but just a few minutes ago all that thick, cloudy-white liquid had been inside her friend, stored up in his organs and waiting to be released. She gave a few parting strokes to Firn's now slowly softening penis, making him groan. "Wow. You really can fill the jar."

"Rgghhh..." Firn moaned, slumping back. It had quite possibly been the best orgasm he'd ever experienced, leaving him feeling totally drained and exhausted.

Lisette sniffed at the jar—the smell of all of Firn's semen was almost sickly sweet, but it also had a faint mineral smell like the ocean. She was tempted to try tasting it, but that seemed just a bit too crude. Taking the enchanted cloth from Elwisia, she wiped her hands clean, then also wiped Firn's underbelly gently.

"I'm impressed. I've seen far bigger dragons give far less than that. And you put on a good show too." Elwisia got to her feet and took the jar from Lisette. "Nice work, Lisette. You really got him going."

Firn said nothing. He was lying completely limp against the ground, his eyes closed and his tongue lolling out the side of his mouth.

"Firn, are you ok?" Lisette asked. Still on her knees, she moved towards the dragon's upper half, taking care not to let hit his splayed-out wing with her boots. "Hey, wake up. Are you alright, Firn?"