I'd never expected that it would end like this. I had such a promising career ahead of me once I finished the rest of my schooling at the academy; I couldn't believe I'd let myself be talked into such a folly. The week had started out normal enough, as our training as soldiers progressed at its regular pace, but then two of my associates, William and Eric, had come up with the wild scheme to explore these forbidding caves out in the wastelands.

At first I'd been against the idea, but they were so enthusiastic about it, they'd soon been able to persuade me to go along with their foolishness. Not many people traveled into these mountains, and for good reason. It was a fairly desolate area, and strange tales had been told of men who had seen the most frightful apparitions there. But still, my friends had told me how much of an adventure it would be, and how we'd be able to prove our bravery to one another and to all of our fellow classmates. They'd been sure that great discoveries lay in the caves in the mountains, and that by bringing something back with us, we'd assure our respect among our peers. Had we known at the time of what lay waiting for us here, I'm sure we would have thought better of it. I know I surely wouldn't have come along on this wild ride; this was turning out to be much more of an adventure than I could stomach.

So just after lights out at the barracks this night, we'd snuck out of the dormitory and borrowed the horses from the academy stable, setting out towards our adventure. Being upperclassmen, we had the luxury of a bit more freedom than the younger students, and were kept under a less-watchful eye. It was for that fact that we'd been able to orchestrate our departure unseen, and sped away towards the mountains looming in the north.

We'd arrived there after just over a couple of hours of good riding, a little tired and a little nervous, but we'd been raring to go, anxious to do our exploring. After scouting out the area, we'd come upon the first cave, the cave I now stood trembling in. Lighting our torches we'd cautiously entered and began the slow climb down into the bowels of the earth.

We'd walked for about five or ten minutes when we'd noticed a faint glow coming up from ahead. We'd then come into a small chamber which had a single torch glowing, hanging along the middle of the wall on the left side. The room was roughly square, but with rounded corners, it's dimensions about twenty feet on a side. There'd been several things about the room that were strange and exciting. For one thing the walls and floor were extremely smooth and shone like polished marble; there were also various articles of interest placed throughout the room.

These articles were of the ornately-decorated treasure kind, and looking at them had caught us off guard. We should have known better than to drop our guard like that, and should have placed someone at watch near the opening to the room. At least I should have known better, being very near the top of my class; had our instructors seen us they would have surely rebuked us thoroughly for our carelessness. As it was, our greed and fascination had won out over better judgment and rational thought.

Each of us had ventured into the room and begun to look through the small piles of gold and silver jewelry, coins and small ornamental weapons that lay around the chamber. I'd been the most foolish and had headed for a medium-sized chest which lay towards the back of the room. William and Eric had either been a little more thoughtful, or maybe just lucky and had stayed towards the front of the chamber.

There was another strange thing about the room that none of us had realized until it was much to late: there were no other entrances to the chamber, other than the one we'd come in. That peculiarity should have set something off in our heads, had we remembered anything of the magic traps we'd been taught to avoid. Unfortunately none of us had noticed that until the trap was sprung and I'd been caught in it's powerful grip.

As we'd been looting through the treasure, trying to decide which pieces we should take back with us, I'd heard Eric gasp from behind. Turning quickly around, we saw that part of the right side of the room had dissolved into nothingness, and that a shadowy figure was slowly bearing down on us, focusing first on my two companions, who were near the exit.

For all of their plans and their boasting of the heroic deeds that they would do this night, my two compatriots had taken one look at the vague figure approaching them, and with hushed screams had scrambled out of the chamber, dropping most of their loot in the process. I couldn't believe how cowardly they'd acted and how, without a moment's thought, they'd deserted me; again our teachers would have been most displeased. Even as my fear had been building, there was a flash of utter anger through my mind as I struggled to comprehend how they could have left me that way.

But now there was no more time for anger, as the still-shadowy form had turned away from the entrance, and had started creeping in my direction. As it came into the light, better illuminating its terrifying appearance, I realized that it was a dragon I was dealing with here. Seeing the horror on my face, it spread its wings out a little more, bringing them out to half their full span, which I guessed must be about six feet across.

I'd heard the tales of these fantastic and forbidding beasts before, but since nobody had actually seen one for quite some time, I'd assumed that they only existed in men's imaginations. Now I realized that perhaps the reason nobody had actually seen one of these creatures was because they never lived to tell about it.

As it slowly walked towards me, I backed away until I was stuck against the back wall, my heart pounding loudly in my ears. One strange thing about this dragon I managed to note, was that it walked upright on two legs, instead of crawling like the giant lizard it was supposed to be. It seemed that this creature had some aspects in common with a man, or more accurately a woman, as a small part of my already overtaxed consciousness noted the subtle feminine curves to the beast, her vaguely human form covered by the robe she wore.

She came to a stop about six or seven feet from me, standing there, eyeing me with a cold and carnivorous gaze. No matter how familiar the rough appearance of her body might have looked, there was no denying the alien presence in the creature confronting me; even if her form was vaguely shaped like that of our own, there was no trace of humanity on the lizard's face.

Her yellow reptilian eyes, with their slit pupils, stayed locked on me as I tried, to no avail, to bring my fear under control. She stood at about five and three-quarters feet high, slightly taller than me, since I'm on the smaller side of average. Her body structure was somewhat human, but her dragon attributes stood out quite well, reminding me just what I was dealing with. She ruffled her large wings ever so slightly, as if to illustrate that point, drawing my attention briefly towards them.

Her wings, like the rest of her body, were a medium to dark green color, with small scales covering every inch of them. They looked like they were attached to the upper middle section of her back, curving upwards to their peaks which lay level with about the top of her head, their gently curving bottom edges coming down to several points lying about half a foot below her waist. I could tell from the way they looked that they were extremely strong, and well she was not extremely muscular, she looked physically well prepared for the forthcoming battle.

The overall appearance of her head was reptilian, but also a little smoother and less pointed than might be expected; the front of her face coming down to her snout, with a small ridge lying near it's tip, in between her two nostrils. That pointed ridge was not alone, there were more of them starting up in the middle of her head, slightly behind her large pointed ears. The small trail of ridges continued over her head to disappear down her back, then reappearing on her tail; from what I could see of her tail, the small line of these ridges, no more than a raised region, trailed down to it's tip.

Her tail curved around from behind her, going to the floor, twitching and curling slightly near her feet. It too was of the similar dark green color, although the underside of it was a lighter hue, almost a pale green. She was wearing a light maroon robe, belted around the waist, which covered her arms to just about her elbows. The inside of her arms and her palms were the same pale green color as the underside of her tail, as was her neck, and the slight bit of her chest exposed by the small v-cut to the robe.

As we were staring at each other, sizing up our opponent, she silently snarled at me, exposing some of her teeth, their sharp points glistening in the flickering light. As if to complete the menacing scene, she flicked her forked tongue out around her teeth, giving me what looked like an evil grin.

I'd never been this scared before, my doom leering down at me as I stood there trembling slightly in my boots. I was determined to go out fighting though, I would not let my two and a half years of training at the academy have all been for naught. If I was to die, I would at least do it with dignity, and would maybe even be able to get in a few decent blows before the beast overpowered me.

I'd already unsheathed my sword and grasped it at my side. Breaking the terrifying moment, I brought it up to bare, trying to cover up my fear with a mean scowl of determination on my face, as I wished I'd thought to bring a shield along on this foolish journey.

She just looked at me for a moment, then brandished what I'm sure was a grin of satisfaction as I took a step towards her. All of a sudden there was a terrible pain in my right hand, my sword becoming burning hot. Screaming at the pain, I reflexively threw it to the ground, quickly glancing in surprise at my stinging hand.

Looking back at her with a look of helplessness and terror, she gazed at me coldly, then uttered her first words of the evening to me. "Well my dear boy, it seems that as well as facing off against a dragon, you're dealing with a sorceress too. Now if you don't wish to be roasted alive, I'd suggest that you remove your armor... and be quick about it."

I stared back at her in disbelief, both from her words, but also vaguely surprised at her act of speech, realizing she was more formidable of an opponent than the beast I'd took her for. Seeing the look in her eyes, I also realized that she meant business; as it was the best alternative, I quickly removed the chain mail I was wearing to protect my upper body. Dropping it to the floor near my fallen sword, I stood before her with nothing but the material of my shirt and breeches to protect me from her wrath. A small part of my mind registered that my hand was still stinging strongly. The current situation kept most of my consciousness busy, so the pain was, for the moment, bearable and ignored; there were much more pressing matters at hand.

"That's good" she said, seeing me comply with her demand. "You are a smart one after all. Now if you want to have any sort of chance at all to keep your hide intact, you'll come here before me."

Seeing as I really had no choice in the matter and that arguing would be extremely foolish, most likely angering her further, I slowly and numbly approached her. I found that I'd resigned myself to the situation, and that my only thought was the hope that she'd be quick and merciful with me if I cooperated with her. The five or six steps it took to come before her seemed to last forever, as if time itself had slowed down.

Finally standing before her, trembling quite obviously, I looked into her cool reptilian eyes, which seemed to hold no emotion, only calculating desires. She stood just barely an inch above me, but was still menacing, with all of her power and aggression. She brought up one of her taloned hands and placed it on my shoulder as I flinched, trying in vain to get away from her tight grasp. Feeling her talons press firmly against my flesh, I flinched as she instructed me to kneel before her. Doing so, I tried to bring my gaze downward, but she brought her other hand down, grabbing my chin and forcing my head up to meet her forbidding gaze once again.

She traced a couple of her taloned fingers on my neck as my pulse increased, my heart straining against the terror. She must have been able to feel my veins pounding as though they were about to burst, as the thumping of the blood rushing through my ears momentarily forced all other sounds out of existence.

Gripping my shoulder with her other hand, then relaxing, then gripping again, she demonstrated her strength to me, making me quite aware of my precarious situation. "What were you and those two cowards doing here?" she asked in a demanding tone, hissing slightly.

"Nothing," I stammered, my mind racing. "We were just exploring the mountains and came upon this cave... We were just curious..."

Digging her claws tighter into my shoulder and tightening her grip on my neck, forcing a gasp out of me, she repeated her question, with a more forceful tone.

"Okay, okay," I almost whined, my voice sounding quite pitiful with all the stress. "We were stealing some of your treasures... I'm sorry."

"That's better, but are you truly sorry?"

"Yes" I gasped in utter desperation.

"Hmm... I'm not so sure if you are. Are you willing to make up for this transgression?" punctuating the question with another brief squeeze of her hands.

"What do you mean? What do you want me to do... What are you going to do to me?" I forced out, my voice cracking, having risen several notes in pitch; some warrior I'd turned out to be.

"Well it's very simple my boy" she said, grinning at me again. "In repayment for your trespassing into my lair, disturbing my night, and attempting to steal my possessions, you will stay here with me for the next month. During this time you will be my servant and will do whatever I ask of you. Do you agree to this?" Again she squeezed with her strong grip and sharp talons digging slightly into me, causing the smallest of puncture wounds, the pricks of pain jabbing at my frazzled senses.

By that point my mind was a frantic jumble, and I was ready to agree to just about anything if it promised to keep me alive. I was too terrified to make my vocal chords work correctly, so I nodded numbly towards her, signaling my ready acceptance.

"Very good" she said, releasing the grip on my shoulder, easing up her hold on my neck. "How old are you anyway my boy?"

Forcing myself to breath slower, I managed to stammer "I just turned seventeen two weeks ago."

"Why you're just barely a man... but you'll do. Now since you've agreed to serve me, I will spare your life as I promised. You will stay here in my cave for the next thirty days doing my bidding. At the end of this time you will be free to leave... that is if you want to" she added with a strange, enigmatic smile; I could think of no reason why I'd want to stay a minute longer than I had to in this god-forsaken place.

Still dubious over her intentions, I questioned the sincerity of her promises, but seeing as I had no other choice, I decided it best to go along with her plans. With the immediate threat having passed, my fear was ebbing slowly, coming down to a more manageable level. Still frightened by the situation, I could at least think a bit more rationally, hoping on the small chance that I might be able to plan an escape.

Reaching into her robe, she fished out a strange band of shiny fabric, about an inch wide and just over a foot long. Its shimmering material looked like it had been woven from fine golden fibers, and it had what appeared to be a jeweled lock fastened to it at one end. "This is a very special collar, which you will wear while you are serving me here" she explained. "It is made of an extremely strong material, which can't be broken, so don't even waste your time trying. It will adjust to fit the size of your neck, but will not hurt you, that is as long as you cooperate. If you try and break the lock, or if you leave the cave, the magic in it will be set off and it will begin to heat up, just like your sword did," which briefly reminded me of my hand, still stinging numbly.

"When this starts to heat up, it will not stop with a quick burst, as I did with your weapon. Instead it will become increasingly more painful, finally turning white hot as you die screaming, your blood boiling..." she added, grinning just slightly at me as I shuddered at the thought. "This is just one of my methods of keeping you here, but if you obey me, and do exactly as I say, you will not be harmed... Now think this over very carefully. This is your final choice to make. By allowing me to place this collar on you, you surrender yourself to me for the next month. Are you sure that you accept this?"

Barely grasping the situation, I numbly mumbled yes, anything to keep her from getting angry at me. Once again she questioned me "are you absolutely sure?" as she traced her talons along my neck and under my chin. Again I nodded and mumbled my acceptance of submission.

She brought the collar down, and gently, her hands much gentler than before, wrapped it around my neck, closing the jeweled lock with a snap. The lock closed, the collar constricted, moving its grip to fit my neck, forcing an astonished gasp from me. The transformation complete, it fit snugly, but not tightly; with a sigh of relief I could still breath easily. The collar's snug embrace wasn't all that uncomfortable, I was however made aware of its presence against my flesh, cool at first, but warming quickly to match the temperature of my skin.

Grabbing under my arms, she lifted me up a bit forcibly, but not nearly as hard as she could have, to stand before her again, only trembling ever so slightly this time. "Good, now with that done you're ready to begin your service with me, but first remove your foot gear."

Staring at her, I hesitated, not comprehending the request. Still having a hold on one of my arms, she gripped it tightly. "I said not to question any of my orders boy, you don't wish to anger me, do you?" she hissed at me.

Her reproach forcing a reaction out of me, I reached down to quickly try and untie my boots. My progress was impeded greatly though, having to favor my burnt hand, the pain becoming more insistent now that my fear had receded some. Slipping out of the boots I stood barefoot on the rock floor, the marble cool and hard at first to my unprotected feet, but I soon grew accustomed to it. Walking would be bearable, thankful that the floors of her cave were finished the way they were, though my personal comfort was still the least of my worries.

"Good, you're learning fast. Now, give me your right hand." Hesitating briefly, I unwillingly complied, bringing up my still-stinging hand and offered it to her, shivering in expectation. Taking my hand in hers, her grip lighter than before, she held the palm upwards, then watching me with a softer look in her eyes, she gently laid her other hand on top of mine. At her touch, my hand was swept with a brief cooling wave, the pain flowing away from me, eradicating all traces of the burn from my flesh.

Looking down at my hand, I gasped in astonishment, not only from the power of her magic, but from the compassion she'd shown me. Seeing my reaction, she smiled at me, her expression softening, and released my hand. Holding it up for inspection, testing the movement of my fingers, my disbelief was satisfied, the effects of the burn really had vanished. Dumbfounded, I stood there looking at her, fighting conflicting emotions, feeling some small desire to thank her, but then considering she was the one who'd caused the burn in the first place. Her display of kindness was uncharacteristic, but I'd hold off my judgment on that for awhile longer, still having no idea what plans she had in store for me.

"Now come along with me" she interrupting my thoughts as she broke the silence with a much lower tone to her voice, almost compassionate and inviting. With that she turned to lead me down the passageway that had so recently become visible. Entering the passageway, it opened into a hallway, which she lead me down, holding a lighter, but still firm, grip on my right arm. She positioned me to walk slightly in front of her, allowing her wings room so they wouldn't hit me. As we walked, she brought her wing up against me, curling it around my shoulder, grinning at my reaction.

Walking down the hallway, we passed several rooms, many of them which were unlit, mysterious and forbidding in their darkness. The hallway itself was brightly lit with lights along the walls, spaced every ten feet or so. These were no ordinary torches, like the one in the outer chamber though, no they were some sort of magical crystals, glowing with a bright luminance, as if secret fires burned deep within them.

As she led me further on, deeper into her lair, I noticed that it was becoming warmer. The rise in temperature wasn't really uncomfortable, but was noticeable, it came as a welcome change to my bare feet though. Going onward, our surroundings reached the temperature of a warm spring day, a little warm for comfort maybe, but not unbearably hot.

Nearing the end of the hallway, we came to a brightly lit room which she guided me into. Not knowing what to expect, I was a bit surprised to see that it was a bedroom we'd entered. Confused by the situation, all I could do was follow her lead, letting her take me where she would, resigned to my fate, useless to fight against her will.

Her bedroom was very ornately finished, something expected in the castle of a nobleman, not in the lair of a dragon; then again, she did seem to have a fair amount of treasure lying around. The floor was covered with a soft plush carpet on the floor, a wonderful change from the stone against my feet. A couple of intricately-patterned tapestries hung on the wall, filling out the decor of the room.

The bed itself was huge, looking as if it could easily sleep three grown men, with room to spare in both directions. The mattress was big and soft, and the bedding appeared to be made of very fine-quality silk. Finally, the thick posts of the bed were made of brass which shined with a bright, polished glimmer. Her lair was certainly more refined than would be imagined from the stories of the dragons that had been told, but that did nothing to dispel my uneasiness

Silently leading me to the bed, she gently sat me down on it. Still confused by the situation, I didn't know what to make of it when she reached behind the headboard and retrieved a long, slender chain. It looked small, but was constructed from a metal that I'd never seen before. Judging from the power of her magic, I was sure the chain could withhold much more tension than a normal one of even twice its size. The chain itself was about ten feet long and was most likely securely attached to the wall behind the bed.

Seeing my puzzlement, she handed me the free end of the chain. "Now if you would be so good as to fasten this to your collar, we can get started" she said, pointing to the jeweled clasp holding the damn thing around my neck. Staring back at her in surprise, my fear began to rise once again. Looking into her eyes, they were slightly warmer now, but I could still see a glint of determination in them. Realizing once again that she was the one firmly in control of the situation, it would be better to go along with her requests. For the moment she was sedate, and I wanted to keep her that way, so after a moment's hesitation, I slowly reached out and took the chain from her.

It was extremely light, even for its size, though tugging on it experimentally between my hands, it was much stronger than it appeared. She gave me a questionable smile at that, sending small shivers running up and down my back. Finally resigned to the situation, I fumbled with the clip on the collar and managed to get it attached. Testing the bond, I was shocked to find it was locked it in place, more than just the simple clasp arrangement it had been, as if the chain had melded to the collar.

Staring back at her with uncertainty, I waited for her to pounce on me. Now that there was no way I could escape her clutches, I half expected her to lunge at me, dropping her facade, to begin the slow, torturous death which I was sure she had planned for me.

I was in for quite a different surprise, as she smiled at me again with a warmer look in her eyes, but also a subtle predatory gleam in them. Slowly bringing out one of her hands to my neck as I held my breath waiting for the first blow, she simply ran her talons lightly along my skin in a slow, almost ticklish movement. Taking a hold of my collar, she gently rotated it half a turn such that the chain lay behind me, out of the way.

Bringing her hand down to my shirt, she gave a gentle tug at the fabric, and with a light chuckle in her voice suggested "now, why don't you remove your shirt for me?" In a few moments of glimmering insight, the situation became clearer to me, understanding why she had chosen to bring me to her bedroom, and what my duties as her "servant" might possibly entail. No, that couldn't be it, another shiver tingling through my spine, this one however a mixture of both apprehension and slowly growing excitement, unable to believe the wild thoughts crossing my mind.

Unable to bring my eyes away from her gaze, I slowly, almost mechanically, undid the buttons of my shirt, opening it, sliding it off of my shoulders and letting it drop silently to the ground. Eyeing my bare chest, she quickly darted her tongue out of her snout and glided it across her teeth. I was in good shape from the daily exercise regimens at the academy and she made an appreciative comment of this. "You are a little short, but well muscled. You look like you are in good physical shape and will have plenty of endurance" she said with a slight chuckling hiss.

Her remarks adding credence to my growing suspicions, I was a bit alarmed by my reactions. True it was a relief to think I wouldn't end up as her supper or a trophy, a discarded relic amongst her possessions, but the thought of what she was hinting at kindled thoughts within me that I wasn't all that comfortable with.

Bringing her taloned hands to my chest she slowly ran her fingers over my skin, sending tiny jolts of sensation to my overtaxed brain, increasing both my uneasiness and growing excitement, shivering as she gently explored my flesh. Noticing that I was extremely ticklish down on my lower abdomen, to the sides, she delighted in sending me into small spasms as she lightly traced those regions of my body, working against me and my uncertainties.

Her talons were sharp, as I'd already experienced first hand, but she was quite careful and gentle with me. Running her hands across my bare flesh, I realized her skin was not scaly at all, but more like that of a snake, though not as leathery. In fact it was quite smooth and soft, and it felt quite nice, being touched like this, like I'd never been touched before. Even with my reservations, I couldn't help enjoying the sensations of her touch, even if it was her who was gently caressing me. Looking at her, her gaze locked to mine, I couldn't help but notice a softening of her features as she regarded me, a small smile playing across her snout.

Bringing one of her hands up near my chest, she lightly caressed me there, then with lightning speed, she slashed a single talon across my flesh, near my left nipple, just above my heart. Her movement was quick, and almost painless, but caused my to flinch, fighting against her as she held me down, my fear immediately resurfacing. Knowing her strength, I'd thought she was trying to go for my heart, and pushed against her, trying to get away from her grasp, before I realized it was a just superficial cut, releasing only a small trickle of blood.

Bringing her arm around my back as if to steady and calm me, she brought her snout down to the small wound. Darting her tongue out across my flesh, she slowly lapped at the small amount of blood there, as I watched with strange fascination. Her tongue was about half the width of a human's, and slightly thinner, but was a few inches longer and forked at the end, its contact felt slightly textured on my skin, but these new sensations were also strangely pleasurable. Again I noticed that the combined aspects of the situation were invoking feelings deep within me, as a detached part of my mind registered my slowly-growing arousal.

As she slowly licked every drop of blood from the small wound, her hand was trailing up and down my back. Trying to make sense out of the situation, I theorized this must be some strange mating ritual for her, and obviously not some carnivorous act, for prey had never been treated like this. Her continued touches, both from her hand and tongue, worked on my frazzled mind; even my uncomfortable thoughts of the situation were starting to ebb away at her gentle insistence.

When she was finished cleaning my wound, she pulled her head slowly away to look at me with unmistakable passion in her eyes and a smile on her face, a smile I began to find attractive. Glancing down at my chest, I was only slightly surprised to see that the cut was no longer there. I hadn't even noticed the healing magic that time; my mind obviously busy with other things.

Looking at her I felt a strange mixture of emotions, thoughts which were still a little hard for me to reconcile. My fear had almost totally dissolved since I'd realize that she had nothing harmful planned for me, but I was still a bit apprehensive at what lay ahead and of the implications of it. Looking at her I no longer saw a terrifying beast, but a strangely-attractive woman of a species I would have never have imagined in my wildest dreams. That bothered me a little, seeming quite strange for me to have those feelings for someone that wasn't human. Then again, her actions showed a being possessing both intellect and emotions, not to mention desires.

Looking at her body, the curves of it suggested by the robe cloaking her form, I realized she was proportioned much like what I would look for in a woman, albeit with several obvious differences. How I was seeing these differences was still a little surprising, for she was now more exotic than terrifying; gazing at her alien figure, I found myself becoming intrigued with the idea of seeing more of it.

I don't know how most people would have felt having been placed in the same situation, but I was rapidly becoming more agreeable with it. I momentarily though of Father John back at the academy, and how he would surely have had something very harsh to say about the situation, but seeing as he wasn't here, I pushed those thoughts from my mind. Anyway, I rationalized, I wasn't in charge here, as she was pushing me into this, so I might as well go along with it and enjoy the ride.

In the end, my hormone-soaked brain gave in to her effective persuasions and my body's arousal, and I decided that I did find this dragon-woman standing before me attractive. Even the forbidden aspects of the situation became exhilarating, mixing in with all my other confused and excited thoughts, feeling my arousal continue to grow; to hell with the consequences, what ever they might be. As if she'd been reading my thoughts and waiting for me to finally make up my mind, a delighted glimmer flashed in her eyes, as she brought her snout to my lips, kissing me deeply, deftly forcing her tongue inside my mouth.

Her forcefulness surprised me once again, but I was quick to react, letting my instincts guide me in my responses, fumbling at first, but then more purposeful as the heat spread through me. The feeling of her tongue against mine was both unfamiliar and pleasurable, as I felt more stirrings rising up in my loins. Bringing her other arm around me, she locked me in a tight embrace, her tongue fighting against mine. Her arms grasping at me, my hands soon found her back, and clutching at her, began to explore her form beneath her robe, feeling the small line of ridges running down her spine, tickling both my fingers and my mind.

Holding us together, she let the moments stretch towards eternity before softly disengaging from our kiss, stopping to lick at my open mouth before breaking contact. Pulling her head back slightly she looked at me again, gazing at me with those beautiful yellow eyes. Those eyes, which only a short time ago, had chilled me with their cold and heartless stare, now seemed to brim with emotions, pulling me in, loosing myself in depth of her loving gaze. With a small flash of bravado, spurred on by my swiftly-flowing blood, I leaned into kiss her gently on the tip of her snout, relishing the feel of her smooth skin against my lips.

No longer afraid of her, I had the time to leisurely take in the full beauty of her strange and exotic form, her body now driving my emotions in quite different directions than upon first seeing her step into the light. Now the hidden fullness of her body called to me from beneath her robe as my eyes wandered over her emerald flesh. The warmth across her face having replaced the deceptive mask of aggression she'd worn so long ago, I reached up to tentatively stroke one of her ears, her tongue darting out to play briefly across her snout at that.

Her wings drew my attention next, being her most-exotic attribute. Slowly bringing my hands up to where her they met her body, I carefully touched the surface of one of them. Smiling at my exploration, she spread them out to near their full span, opening herself up to me in a display both attractive and impressive, as I gasped softly at their beauty.

Gently exploring the folds of her wings, their surfaces were smooth and beautiful, like the rest of her skin, except for the few vertical ridges running through their length, supporting them. Tracing my fingers lightly over the ridges, I found them to be solid, not like bones, but with some flexibility, allowing them to flex with the movements of her wings. As I ran my fingers over her wings, she hissed softly as I tickled hidden pockets of pleasure buried there. Stopping at one of these sensitive regions, I stroked her as she'd done to me, her hisses now coming with pleasure, not with malice.

She broke the moment again with a quick kiss and pulled away from me. Standing up and taking a step backwards, she flashed me a toothy grin as she reached down to the belt at her waist, slowly unclasping it, letting her robe fall open slightly. Turning away from me so I could watch her at an angle, she removed her robe with torturous slowness, smiling at my impatient excitement. Pulling her arms out of the sleeves of her garment, she let it fall from her shoulders, while holding it to her front, her arms crossed against her chest. The back of the robe was slit from the middle of her back up to the neck, allowing her wings to poke through fabric where they joined her body, giving me only a glance of her beauty.

She stood like that briefly, giving me glimpses of her flesh, but teasing me by withholding her hidden treasures from my gaze, then finally she dropped her arms to her sides, letting the robe slowly fall to the floor. Quickly stepping out of it, extracting her tail from the small tangle of fabric, she turned to face me, bringing her arms up behind her head in a deliberate and seductive pose, leaving me gasping.

For all of the strangeness of her body, she was beautiful and exotic, her form both different and familiar, and I reacted favorably to seeing it displayed before me. She stood in front of me, bare-chested, clad only in the undergarments covering her loins, which appeared to be spun from the same golden fabric as the collar I wore around my neck was made of, the collar which I'd all but forgotten about. Her sole item of dress was quite elegant, with small jewels set in it, running around its upper perimeter, as it lay there shimmering against her emerald skin, cloaking the last of her treasures from me.

As I'd noticed earlier, but now paid more attention to the fact, the insides of her arms, running down to her palms, were of a lighter, paler green than the rest of her flesh. The patch of lighter color also extended down from under her neck, running along the front of her torso, and up the inside of her legs, to disappear underneath the veil of her gilded undergarments. Her long tail lay to one side of her, curled around in front of her feet, its tip twitching lightly.

Although much of her appearance was of reptilian beauty, her body was graced with human characteristics, her form a perfect melding of the two. There on her chest, only hinted at before, but now open to my gaze, lay her beautiful breasts, filling out her proportions much like any other woman I'd seen. Well, truth be told, I could only guess at that, only having had looking upon the fairer sex whilst they were fully clothed, never daring to steal more than a glance, that is, before tonight.

She was beautiful, her muscles toned, giving her strength, but subtly so, not disturbing her beauty, highlighting her exotic femininity. Her breasts supplementing her shapely body, they drew my gaze upon them, lying their proudly. With her hands behind her head, flexing her muscles, her chest pushed slightly forward, enhancing her smooth curves, her nipples pointing out, darker green fruits against the lighter coloring of her breasts.

She smiled at me, seeing the profound effect her appearance had on me, and she walked slowly towards me, her tail lightly swishing behind her, moving with the gentle sways of her hips. Reaching me, as I stared at her, dumbfounded by her beauty, she sat on the bed next to me. Taking my hand in hers, she placed it on the gentle slope of her tummy, just above her navel.

Hearing my gasp as I touched her exposed flesh she quietly asked if it was my first time with a woman. "Yes" I replied sheepishly, dropping my gaze from her, embarrassed. Taking my chin with her other hand she lifted my head upward to look at me with compassion, as well as a longing desire.

"That's okay, that's nothing to be ashamed of" she reassured me, her voice soft. "I will be a kind and gentle teacher with you, helping you gain your experience. Since you have a good amount of time to spend with me here, I will be very thorough with your education," she said with a smile. "That way you can serve me better" she added, licking my nose briefly in encouragement.

With that she brought my hand up to cup the warm flesh of her left breast, reveling in my nervous excitement. As before, my explorations were extremely clumsily at first, gaining my confidence slowly, learning skill at the new and pleasant task before me. Again she was patient, delighting in my explorations and growing confidence, as my fingers traced her supple flesh, nudging me occasionally, helping me to navigate the strange new territories. Gently touching her nipples, caressing her sensitive flesh, my other hand slipped down her back, exploring the region where her tail met her body, enjoying the small hisses of pleasure my efforts gave her.

At her subtle suggestion, as she gently guided my head to her chest, I tentatively flicked my tongue across her flesh, delighting in the smooth texture of her skin. Softly licking up the base of one her breasts, I slowly orbited in on her nipple, finally running my tongue over it, to her obvious enjoyment. By that point she'd brought her arms around me once again, to gently run them up and down my back.

Growing bolder, I began to nibble on her flesh, as she panted her approval, gripping my back a little tighter, still careful not to hurt me with her talons. With my mouth busy on her breast, as she clutched me to her, I brought my other hand down to my investigations of her tail, and started to explore her tight buttocks through the fine fabric of her undergarments, feeling them flex against my grasp.

Taking one of her hands and stroking my cheek, she guided my head up to meet hers once again, as our mouths locked in another earnest kiss. Afterwards, guiding me to a standing position, her hands fell to my waist, her fingers following the contour of the tops of my breaches against the naked flesh of my belly. Shivering in anticipation, I could only look at her with my longing, a prisoner of hers once again, but under much different, and pleasurable circumstances.

Slowly and deliberately, she began to trace the outline of my stiff manhood through the material of my breaches. The feelings overwhelmed me, reaching through the layer of fabric between us, leaving me light-headed as her touch sent electric shocks throughout me, to the center of my very being. Looking at me, a satisfied grin played across on her face, enjoying the pleasure she was bestowing upon me, confident in the knowledge that hers was the first touch upon my sex. Bringing her hands up to the tops of my breeches, she paused, to stroke to the ticklish regions of my lower abdomen once more, letting out a chuckling hiss of laughter as she saw me squirm under her control.

She struck fast as lightning, grabbing the material of my breeches and pulling on it, her talons shredding the fabric, ripping the clothing off of me in a flash of action, a momentary shudder passing through me. Tossing the scraps of torn fabric on the floor, she looked at me standing naked before her with a wicked grin on her face, showing a couple of her teeth ever so slightly. Gazing upon my exposed flesh, she whispered to me, the slight hiss in her voice intentional and erotic, "you won't be needing those for some time anyway..."

Eyeing her prize, she reached down to cup my balls, while gently caressing my cock with her other hand. Touching my needy flesh, lightly running her fingers up and down my shaft, she took great pains not to harm my tender skin. Drunk on the sensations of her gentle ministrations, I put my complete trust in her, realizing that she would not harm me, using her strength and power only as a show, as her loving hands showed me the hints of awaiting pleasures.

Having her touch my naked manhood was so much better than the dull feelings of her touch through the fabric of my breeches had been, and I scarcely missed the use I would have of them, now that they lay as tattered remnants at my feet. Rubbing the shaft of my cock ever so lightly, she paid special attention to the sensitive area under the head, the fingers at my balls caressing and squeezing gently. I stood there, most likely looking like a fool, but I was beyond caring, incapable of doing anything but soaking up all the wonderful sensations running through me, a slave to my beautiful dragon's attentions.

It ended too soon however, as she broke contact and stepped away from me, chuckling softly in a seductive way. Not understanding what could have gotten into her, I moved forward, matching her steps as she slowly backed away from me. It was then when I felt the gentle tug at my neck, and was suddenly reminded of the chain attached to my collar which now impeded my progress. Grinning at me, she took a few mores steps backwards, going just quite out of my reach as I strained lightly against the chain holding me from her. It was maddening as she stood there, just out of my reach, swaying slightly as her taloned hands began to slowly play over her body.

As she slowly traced the outlines of her belly and breasts, she enjoyed the tension she was causing me, smiling as my eyes reached out to her. Slowly, her hands covered every inch of her upper body, running up and down her sides, slowly tracing the curves of her breasts, circling in to brush past her nipples, and then lightly running a single finger around the top the rim of her exotic undergarments, hinting that she was about to remove them.

But she did no such thing, instead she continued her teasing display, just out of reach, as I felt my pulse quickening and my breathing becoming more labored, my loins burning with my desire for her. She then began to sway her hips lightly, moving her tail at the same time in a complex series of motions, as it appeared to take on a life of its own, twitching and coiling around her almost like a snake. Finally she topped of her performance by gently ruffling her wings in time with her body's movements, as her strange and evocative dance came into full swing.

Standing there watching her, my body and mind burning, she fluttered her eyes at me, darting her tongue over her teeth and across her snout. Locked in her hypnotic gaze, captivated by her movements, I felt like I was on the verge of collapse, when she slowed her movements, taking a step towards me, but still maddeningly just out of my reach.

Leaning forward, she caresses my chin with a single finger, and with a slight giggle in an sultry voice, she simply asked "so are you ready?"

"Yes... please" I managed to pant out.

"Well first there's something that I'd like you to do for me, and I'm sure that you'll enjoy it" she replied with a seductive grin, her fingers stroking my neck.

I agreed enthusiastically, having no idea what she had in store for me, but eager to find out. She stepped closer, reached her hand down my back until it rested on my buttocks, then squeezing slightly, she maneuvered me onto the bed. Having me kneel in the center of its great expanse, she slowly traced her hands down both sides of her abdomen, resting them lightly on the rim of her undergarments. Slowly running her fingers to her back she undid a hidden clasp and let them slowly slide down her legs to the floor.

Stepping deftly out of them she climbed onto the bed until she knelt in front of me, allowing me a better look at the treasure nestled between her thighs. Gazing down upon her exposed sex, another almost-silent gasp fell from my lips. I didn't how her nether regions compared to human anatomy, but the time for comparisons was over as I gazed longingly at her.

Guessing what she had in mind when she'd mentioned that special favor, I brought my hand up to her neck and slowly traced it down her length, pausing ever so briefly over her breasts, and then continuing down to her inner thighs. The slit of her pussy was hairless, like the rest of her body, looking closer, I saw the flesh inside was of a lighter color, slightly paler than the coloring of her front, her sex already glistening with anticipation.

Once again my touch was experimental, tracing my fingers around her outer lips as she let out a small hiss of encouragement. Slipping my fingers inside her to explore her secret regions, I worked to discover what gave her pleasure, watching her reactions and smiling when I stroked an especially-sensitive nerve, as she now squirmed slowly beneath me, our roles having been reversed. Continuing my dutiful services upon her, she rewarded me with her audible approval, moaning softly at my touch.

Bringing her hand down, she placed it on top of mine and silently instructed me to pull out of her, which I did as slowly as possible, making sure to brush against her sensitive regions just once more. Taking my hand in hers, she brought it up between us; at her subtle insistence and to satisfy my curiosity, I sniffed at my fingers, taking in her scent. The juices coating me held a musky smell, but pleasant and erotic in the knowledge of their secret origins. Giving into an almost instinctive urge, I brought my tongue out to lightly taste the alluring fluids; like its smell, her taste was new and exotic.

Licking at my fingers, her essence dancing on my tongue, she smiled at me, then brought her mouth down to my glistening flesh. Darting her tongue over my hand, she shared in the taste with me, driving me on, our tongues playing together over my fingers. Finishing, she leaned backwards, moving her feet from underneath her and reclining on the small mound of pillows piled near the head of the bed, spreading her wings out behind her.

Looking at me with expectation, a lustful hunger in her smile, she caressed her inner thighs with one hand, as she beckoned me seductively with a single finger of her other. Understanding, I moved slowly to her, crouching down and brought my tongue to her left leg, just above the knee. Working deliberately, as slowly as I could make myself go, I navigated my tongue along the inside of her leg, feeling her soft texture, licking and kissing at her flesh, until I reached the inviting warmth of her pussy.

Lightly at first, I ran my tongue along the outer ridges, then pulling back slightly, teasing in my approach. Sensing her impatience and growing desire as she pushed her hips upward, urging me on, I pushed ahead. Using two fingers, I gently spread her lips and eased my tongue into her, soaking up the sensations, the texture of her inner folds, the sweet spices of her nectar, hearing her breathing interrupted as she let out a slight gasp.

Playing with her slowly, my tongue lapped at her sensitive flesh, probing at the secrets of her sex. Licking at her, bathing the length of her pussy, her flesh soon glistened with our combined fluids, her nectar flowing freely to wash across my tongue. With her hands caressing my head and neck, stroking me softly through my hair, her breathing became more labored; I sped up slightly, keeping in time with her increased panting. A soft touch along my foot caught my attention, glancing backwards, I saw her tail moving to stroke up along my leg. Her hands guiding me back to the task at hand, I returned my attention to her, as her supple appendage found its way up to my buttocks, slipping into my crack, navigating downward to stroke the underside of my balls.

Finally, I sensed her breathing was becoming more erratic and realized she must be on the verge of her climax, the sensations overpowering her, forcing their way into the core of her being, much like I'd experienced for myself during a stolen moment of private indulgence. Feeling her insistence, I acted with increased vigor and fury, ravaging her tender flesh with my tongue, dipping my fingers into her. Finally throwing her head back and letting out a loud series of hisses, her whole lower body began to convulse. Gripping at my shoulders with her talons, she pulled me to her, scratching me only slightly, the pain forgotten as she released her nectar upon my waiting tongue, lapping eagerly trying to taste it all.

Her spasms slowly dying down, I let the assault of my tongue diminish, easing her along the waves of pleasure, then resting my head against her leg, as she held me weakly in her arms. Regaining her strength as the moments ticked by, she recovered and nudged me, both of us rising upwards to a kneeling position, as she gazed at me warmly. Finally when we were face to face once again, she whispered, still a little short of breath, "thank you... You were wonderful... and a very fast learner."

Smiling back at her, caressing one of her hips I replied, "well I do have an excellent teacher." Letting out a slight hiss of laughter, she brought her mouth to mine as we fell into another kiss, our tongues interweaving. Kissing her, our hands playing over each other's bodies, I lost myself in the moment, drinking up her presence, wishing it could last forever.

I never knew it would be like this, and never would I have imagined in my wildest dreams that my first lover would be this lovely dragon pressing against me. If tonight was any indication of the adventures that awaited me upon reaching full knighthood, I was in for an exciting life indeed, my hands playing over the emerald skin of my new lover, feeling the small ridges running along her spine.

Finally after a happy eternity, she extracted her tongue from mine, slowly breaking our kiss to look at me, a wicked grin on her face and her eyes gleaming wildly with her rekindled desire. Easing me backwards onto the bed, allowing my legs to slide out from under me, she pushed the chain holding me in the blissful prison of her boudoir out of the way, so it lay behind me, off to the side. She lay me flat on my back as I sank into the softness of the bedding, watching her as she slid her beautiful body on top of me. The sensations of her warm, smooth skin against mine sent millions of tiny shocks running through me, as I felt her weight pushing lightly against me.

Her breath hot against my cheek, she darted her tongue out and ran it along my ear as she slowly began to rub against me. The hardness of my cock strained in desire as she slowly touched the head with the lips of her pussy, pushing against me, finally letting me in. As her warmth engulfed me, I gasped, overwhelmed by the pleasure, wild bolts of sensations running through me; for a brief moment, I nearly forget to breathe.

She paused, mercifully stopping the onslaught of pleasure on my frazzled nerves, but only leaving them calling for more. Her breath once again hot on my sensitive skin, she whispered "be careful lover, we wouldn't want you to pass out now and miss all of the fun..." Starting out again, moving very slowly, she raised herself up to pull all but the head of my cock from her loving grasp, raking my nerves with every movement.

My body adjusting to the wonderful pleasures, she sank down on me, then moving against me, up and down, her rhythm growing with each glorious thrust, my cock sinking into the tight warmth of her glorious depths again and again. The moments passing, I regained my composure, my breathing becoming regulated, I began to move against her, in time with her thrusts. Looking up, watching my dragon crouching above me, I brought my hands up to roam across her lower back, caressing her tail and buttocks as she rode me with abandon, her wings beating softly with her movements.

Our rhythm progressing to both our enjoyment, our movements against one another picked up speed as she began to thrust with more power and determination. Nearing the edge of my impending climax, the last vestige of my mind left capable of any thoughts other than blind reaction to the pleasure struggled to keep from plunging into the abyss too soon, savoring the delicate and almost agonizing balance. Moments later, I felt her inner muscles begin to twitch, slightly at first, and then with building power, the walls of her pussy gripping me with her convulsions, I felt the first wave of my climax crashing over me.

Letting my breath out in panting gasps, I heard her hiss once again with her own pleasure, holding her tightly to me as I pumped my seed into her spasming depths. Coming down from the waves of our separate, but shared pleasures, she fell against me, leaning her head against my cheek, basking in our warmth. Lying there, the rush of adrenaline passed, I felt my desire fulfilled, drained and tired, I closed my eyes and reveled in her soft presence against me.

I don't know how long we lay there, I must have slept for a little while though, for the next thing I was aware of was her tracing her hands over my chest reviving me with gentle insistence. My eyes fluttering open to gaze dreamily at her, she smiled at me, and slowly ran her tongue over one of my nipples, the sensations awaking my sleepy brain. She stayed there for a few moments, licking me in small circular patterns, then began to lightly nibble on my sensitive flesh, the gentle nips of her teeth electric against my skin, she quickly got my full attention.

Finishing her ministrations there, she slid her tongue ever so slowly down my chest to my belly, and then to my cock, which was already stirring once again, awakening with enthusiasm as she drew the blood to my loins. Starting at my balls, she ran her tongue upwards, then wrapping it around the shaft, she washed every inch of me with delicate attention, making quick work of coaxing me back to full arousal.

My cock standing proudly before her, she gave me a few extra licks, looking up at me with rekindled passion in her eyes. Turning her back to me, she got down on her hands and knees, watching me over her shoulder, her mouth open in happy anticipation, she panted slightly, darting her tongue in and out of her snout, offering a wordless invitation for another round of play. Readily accepting her request, I rose from my supine position, crawling to kneel behind her, I saw her body offered to me, her back arched slightly, her lay tail twitching near my legs.

Leaning over her, I reached to touch her spine, starting at the small of her back and deftly ran my fingers down its length. Navigating the small trail of ridges, their textured bumps tickled my fingertips against the smoothness of her skin, sliding down the expanse of her back I came to her tail. Touching the extension of the spine, sprouting from the sea of emerald skin just above her buttocks, I began to follow its course, trailing down behind her, its thickness dwindling as it receded from her, reaching down to its finely-pointed tip.

The line of ridges continued down her tail and I delicately traced their path with my fingers, traveling its whole length, while she twitched it against me, coming alive in my hands. Reaching the tip, I began the repeat journey along its paler-colored underside, this time however, lightly dragging my fingertips backwards along her skin, which elicited small hisses of appreciation from her.

Finally the long journey was over and I came at last to the base of her tail. Lifting it up I ran my fingers along the inside of her buttocks, playing briefly with the puckered bud of her anus, then reaching downward to caress the warmth of her pussy. Holding her lips apart with one hand, pushing her tail off to one side with the other, I pushed against her, slowly entering her once again.

She thrust her hips greedily back against me, anxious to get me inside. Making love from this angle was a yet another wonderful and new experience, the sensations slightly different, and just as powerful as before. Holding onto her hips I pushed madly at her, overtaken by my passion, spurred on with the control she'd relinquished to me.

She too was more anxious this time around, and thrust backwards, matching my enthusiasm and vigor as I drove deep within her. I could feel the pressure inside of me building fast, and I knew that I would climax soon, riding her with the same energy as she'd done to me. Unable to slow my progress, conserving my power to prolong the pleasure, I grabbed her hips tighter, pushing into her with abandon, driven by the passion building inside of me.

She must have been feeling the same powerful forces building quickly within her too, her breathing matching mine, for as soon as I began to pulsate inside her, my senses exploding, her own powerful climax hit, milking all of the fluids of my essence out of me, as I collapsed, panting heavily against her back.

The rest of the night passed in a blur of passion and wondrous sensations. Her desire seemed boundless, as I happily struggled to satisfy her, my youthful vigor just barely enough to keep up with her carnal appetite, my own desire quenched and rekindled again and again.

At some point I must have blacked out from the physical workout and my over-taxed senses, for the next thing I remembered was slowly waking up to the feel of her gently caressing my chest. As consciousness came slowly back to me, I opened my eyes, letting my vision focus, and saw her sitting next to me, propped up on some pillows, her wings tucked neatly against her sides.

"Good morning lover" she said as I reached out to caress her hips. "You had quite a workout last night, How do you feel?" she added as I returned her smile.

Scooting up on one of the pillows, I felt mildly drained from the previous night's frolics, but more sated than exhausted. "Kind of tired... it was a bit much for my first time" I replied looking into the warmth of her gaze.

Chuckling slightly she agreed, "yes, I guess I was a bit hard on you last night... but you did enjoy it didn't you?"

As if she'd needed to ask, I answered her by rolling my eyes in a comical expression, feeling at total ease with my beautiful lover, as if I'd known her for ever. Laughing back at me she continued, "I'm glad you had a good time lover, I was hoping you would. To be honest though, I do have to admit that I was also a bit tired after our romps last night. It's been quite awhile since I've had that much fun, and it was quite a pleasure having such an energetic young buck grace my sheets." Her look one of warmth and adoration, I beamed with pride, smiling at her compliment, as she traced a single finger along my chest.

"Your performance was remarkable, especially for a beginner. I can tell that once you have a few more lessons, you will be quite the lover. Especially if we can work on building your endurance up. Anyway, we have plenty of time to conduct your training... but first, you must be famished, and I can't have you passing out on me." Reaching to her side, she retrieved a plate containing fresh fruit and pieces of smoked meat.

She took great pleasure in feeding me each separate morsel, as I eagerly grabbed it from her fingers with my mouth, slowly dragging my lips and tongue over them. After finishing what must have been the best meal of my life, I began to feel my strength returning, and with that I noticed my arousal awakening too.

She too was aware of that, as the small tent began to form beneath the silken sheets. Grinning at me, she trailed her fingers towards it, to gently massage me to a full erection. The combined sensations of her fingers and the fine sheets rubbing against me stirred new desire within me, as I lay back, enjoying her attentions to me. Reaching up, she slowly dragged the sheets off from me, again causing a wave of beautiful sensations, as I was exposed to her once more. She then surprised me by reaching up to my forgotten collar and effortlessly unhooking the chain from its magical lock, dropping the gilded lengths behind the head board.

"Come on, we can take our morning bath together" she suggested, and I couldn't have possibly agreed more, letting her lead me out of her bedroom, down the hallway to another large chamber. Inside lay a large pool, possibly ten feet in diameter, set into the marbled floor. Leading me to smooth steps, we stepped into the warm swirling water together, enjoying the sensations as it slowly crept up our bodies.

Leaning me against the smooth wall of the pool, we both sat down, the water coming up to just below our shoulders, her breasts half submerged below the waterline. Sitting there, letting the warm currents gently massage my body, I melted against the support of the wall. Grabbing a washcloth and soap from the edge of the pool, she lathered it up, then gently washing my face. Dipping the cloth in the water she rinsed the suds from my skin, leaning in and kissing me with a deep and slow passion.

Maneuvering her to a position next to me, I too grabbed a cloth and began to slowly lather up her breasts and abdomen, paying careful attention to her hardening nipples. Then at my suggestion, she spread out her wings and let me give them a thorough and tender washing. Running my hands over them, I marveled once again at her exotic beauty, again the melding of human and dragon forms striking a chord deep within me.

Leaning up against her, I put one arm behind her, around her waist and enjoyed the feeling of her strong arms as she embraced me. It was quite clear that we had the whole day to enjoy each other's bodies, so we had plenty of time to be slow and gentle, stretching out the passion.

In fact, not only did we have all of today, I realized with a twinge of excitement that we had a whole month ahead of us, and what a month that was going to be, I smiled in anticipation. Perhaps when my time with her is up, we could re-negotiate our contract...

Copyright 1994, 1996, Will A. Sanborn - was1@shore.net

I'd never expected that it would end like this. I had such a promising career ahead of me once I finished the rest of my schooling at the academy; I couldn't believe I'd let myself be talked into such a folly. The week had started out normal enough, as our training as soldiers progressed at its regular pace, but then two of my associates, William and Eric, had come up with the wild scheme to explore these forbidding caves out in the wastelands.

At first I'd been against the idea, but they were so enthusiastic about it, they'd soon been able to persuade me to go along with their foolishness. Not many people traveled into these mountains, and for good reason. It was a fairly desolate area, and strange tales had been told of men who had seen the most frightful apparitions there. But still, my friends had told me how much of an adventure it would be, and how we'd be able to prove our bravery to one another and to all of our fellow classmates. They'd been sure that great discoveries lay in the caves in the mountains, and that by bringing something back with us, we'd assure our respect among our peers. Had we known at the time of what lay waiting for us here, I'm sure we would have thought better of it. I know I surely wouldn't have come along on this wild ride; this was turning out to be much more of an adventure than I could stomach.

So just after lights out at the barracks this night, we'd snuck out of the dormitory and borrowed the horses from the academy stable, setting out towards our adventure. Being upperclassmen, we had the luxury of a bit more freedom than the younger students, and were kept under a less-watchful eye. It was for that fact that we'd been able to orchestrate our departure unseen, and sped away towards the mountains looming in the north.

We'd arrived there after just over a couple of hours of good riding, a little tired and a little nervous, but we'd been raring to go, anxious to do our exploring. After scouting out the area, we'd come upon the first cave, the cave I now stood trembling in. Lighting our torches we'd cautiously entered and began the slow climb down into the bowels of the earth.

We'd walked for about five or ten minutes when we'd noticed a faint glow coming up from ahead. We'd then come into a small chamber which had a single torch glowing, hanging along the middle of the wall on the left side. The room was roughly square, but with rounded corners, it's dimensions about twenty feet on a side. There'd been several things about the room that were strange and exciting. For one thing the walls and floor were extremely smooth and shone like polished marble; there were also various articles of interest placed throughout the room.

These articles were of the ornately-decorated treasure kind, and looking at them had caught us off guard. We should have known better than to drop our guard like that, and should have placed someone at watch near the opening to the room. At least I should have known better, being very near the top of my class; had our instructors seen us they would have surely rebuked us thoroughly for our carelessness. As it was, our greed and fascination had won out over better judgment and rational thought.

Each of us had ventured into the room and begun to look through the small piles of gold and silver jewelry, coins and small ornamental weapons that lay around the chamber. I'd been the most foolish and had headed for a medium-sized chest which lay towards the back of the room. William and Eric had either been a little more thoughtful, or maybe just lucky and had stayed towards the front of the chamber.

There was another strange thing about the room that none of us had realized until it was much to late: there were no other entrances to the chamber, other than the one we'd come in. That peculiarity should have set something off in our heads, had we remembered anything of the magic traps we'd been taught to avoid. Unfortunately none of us had noticed that until the trap was sprung and I'd been caught in it's powerful grip.

As we'd been looting through the treasure, trying to decide which pieces we should take back with us, I'd heard Eric gasp from behind. Turning quickly around, we saw that part of the right side of the room had dissolved into nothingness, and that a shadowy figure was slowly bearing down on us, focusing first on my two companions, who were near the exit.

For all of their plans and their boasting of the heroic deeds that they would do this night, my two compatriots had taken one look at the vague figure approaching them, and with hushed screams had scrambled out of the chamber, dropping most of their loot in the process. I couldn't believe how cowardly they'd acted and how, without a moment's thought, they'd deserted me; again our teachers would have been most displeased. Even as my fear had been building, there was a flash of utter anger through my mind as I struggled to comprehend how they could have left me that way.

But now there was no more time for anger, as the still-shadowy form had turned away from the entrance, and had started creeping in my direction. As it came into the light, better illuminating its terrifying appearance, I realized that it was a dragon I was dealing with here. Seeing the horror on my face, it spread its wings out a little more, bringing them out to half their full span, which I guessed must be about six feet across.

I'd heard the tales of these fantastic and forbidding beasts before, but since nobody had actually seen one for quite some time, I'd assumed that they only existed in men's imaginations. Now I realized that perhaps the reason nobody had actually seen one of these creatures was because they never lived to tell about it.

As it slowly walked towards me, I backed away until I was stuck against the back wall, my heart pounding loudly in my ears. One strange thing about this dragon I managed to note, was that it walked upright on two legs, instead of crawling like the giant lizard it was supposed to be. It seemed that this creature had some aspects in common with a man, or more accurately a woman, as a small part of my already overtaxed consciousness noted the subtle feminine curves to the beast, her vaguely human form covered by the robe she wore.

She came to a stop about six or seven feet from me, standing there, eyeing me with a cold and carnivorous gaze. No matter how familiar the rough appearance of her body might have looked, there was no denying the alien presence in the creature confronting me; even if her form was vaguely shaped like that of our own, there was no trace of humanity on the lizard's face.

Her yellow reptilian eyes, with their slit pupils, stayed locked on me as I tried, to no avail, to bring my fear under control. She stood at about five and three-quarters feet high, slightly taller than me, since I'm on the smaller side of average. Her body structure was somewhat human, but her dragon attributes stood out quite well, reminding me just what I was dealing with. She ruffled her large wings ever so slightly, as if to illustrate that point, drawing my attention briefly towards them.

Her wings, like the rest of her body, were a medium to dark green color, with small scales covering every inch of them. They looked like they were attached to the upper middle section of her back, curving upwards to their peaks which lay level with about the top of her head, their gently curving bottom edges coming down to several points lying about half a foot below her waist. I could tell from the way they looked that they were extremely strong, and well she was not extremely muscular, she looked physically well prepared for the forthcoming battle.

The overall appearance of her head was reptilian, but also a little smoother and less pointed than might be expected; the front of her face coming down to her snout, with a small ridge lying near it's tip, in between her two nostrils. That pointed ridge was not alone, there were more of them starting up in the middle of her head, slightly behind her large pointed ears. The small trail of ridges continued over her head to disappear down her back, then reappearing on her tail; from what I could see of her tail, the small line of these ridges, no more than a raised region, trailed down to it's tip.

Her tail curved around from behind her, going to the floor, twitching and curling slightly near her feet. It too was of the similar dark green color, although the underside of it was a lighter hue, almost a pale green. She was wearing a light maroon robe, belted around the waist, which covered her arms to just about her elbows. The inside of her arms and her palms were the same pale green color as the underside of her tail, as was her neck, and the slight bit of her chest exposed by the small v-cut to the robe.

As we were staring at each other, sizing up our opponent, she silently snarled at me, exposing some of her teeth, their sharp points glistening in the flickering light. As if to complete the menacing scene, she flicked her forked tongue out around her teeth, giving me what looked like an evil grin.

I'd never been this scared before, my doom leering down at me as I stood there trembling slightly in my boots. I was determined to go out fighting though, I would not let my two and a half years of training at the academy have all been for naught. If I was to die, I would at least do it with dignity, and would maybe even be able to get in a few decent blows before the beast overpowered me.

I'd already unsheathed my sword and grasped it at my side. Breaking the terrifying moment, I brought it up to bare, trying to cover up my fear with a mean scowl of determination on my face, as I wished I'd thought to bring a shield along on this foolish journey.

She just looked at me for a moment, then brandished what I'm sure was a grin of satisfaction as I took a step towards her. All of a sudden there was a terrible pain in my right hand, my sword becoming burning hot. Screaming at the pain, I reflexively threw it to the ground, quickly glancing in surprise at my stinging hand.

Looking back at her with a look of helplessness and terror, she gazed at me coldly, then uttered her first words of the evening to me. "Well my dear boy, it seems that as well as facing off against a dragon, you're dealing with a sorceress too. Now if you don't wish to be roasted alive, I'd suggest that you remove your armor... and be quick about it."

I stared back at her in disbelief, both from her words, but also vaguely surprised at her act of speech, realizing she was more formidable of an opponent than the beast I'd took her for. Seeing the look in her eyes, I also realized that she meant business; as it was the best alternative, I quickly removed the chain mail I was wearing to protect my upper body. Dropping it to the floor near my fallen sword, I stood before her with nothing but the material of my shirt and breeches to protect me from her wrath. A small part of my mind registered that my hand was still stinging strongly. The current situation kept most of my consciousness busy, so the pain was, for the moment, bearable and ignored; there were much more pressing matters at hand.

"That's good" she said, seeing me comply with her demand. "You are a smart one after all. Now if you want to have any sort of chance at all to keep your hide intact, you'll come here before me."

Seeing as I really had no choice in the matter and that arguing would be extremely foolish, most likely angering her further, I slowly and numbly approached her. I found that I'd resigned myself to the situation, and that my only thought was the hope that she'd be quick and merciful with me if I cooperated with her. The five or six steps it took to come before her seemed to last forever, as if time itself had slowed down.

Finally standing before her, trembling quite obviously, I looked into her cool reptilian eyes, which seemed to hold no emotion, only calculating desires. She stood just barely an inch above me, but was still menacing, with all of her power and aggression. She brought up one of her taloned hands and placed it on my shoulder as I flinched, trying in vain to get away from her tight grasp. Feeling her talons press firmly against my flesh, I flinched as she instructed me to kneel before her. Doing so, I tried to bring my gaze downward, but she brought her other hand down, grabbing my chin and forcing my head up to meet her forbidding gaze once again.

She traced a couple of her taloned fingers on my neck as my pulse increased, my heart straining against the terror. She must have been able to feel my veins pounding as though they were about to burst, as the thumping of the blood rushing through my ears momentarily forced all other sounds out of existence.

Gripping my shoulder with her other hand, then relaxing, then gripping again, she demonstrated her strength to me, making me quite aware of my precarious situation. "What were you and those two cowards doing here?" she asked in a demanding tone, hissing slightly.

"Nothing," I stammered, my mind racing. "We were just exploring the mountains and came upon this cave... We were just curious..."

Digging her claws tighter into my shoulder and tightening her grip on my neck, forcing a gasp out of me, she repeated her question, with a more forceful tone.

"Okay, okay," I almost whined, my voice sounding quite pitiful with all the stress. "We were stealing some of your treasures... I'm sorry."

"That's better, but are you truly sorry?"

"Yes" I gasped in utter desperation.

"Hmm... I'm not so sure if you are. Are you willing to make up for this transgression?" punctuating the question with another brief squeeze of her hands.

"What do you mean? What do you want me to do... What are you going to do to me?" I forced out, my voice cracking, having risen several notes in pitch; some warrior I'd turned out to be.

"Well it's very simple my boy" she said, grinning at me again. "In repayment for your trespassing into my lair, disturbing my night, and attempting to steal my possessions, you will stay here with me for the next month. During this time you will be my servant and will do whatever I ask of you. Do you agree to this?" Again she squeezed with her strong grip and sharp talons digging slightly into me, causing the smallest of puncture wounds, the pricks of pain jabbing at my frazzled senses.

By that point my mind was a frantic jumble, and I was ready to agree to just about anything if it promised to keep me alive. I was too terrified to make my vocal chords work correctly, so I nodded numbly towards her, signaling my ready acceptance.

"Very good" she said, releasing the grip on my shoulder, easing up her hold on my neck. "How old are you anyway my boy?"

Forcing myself to breath slower, I managed to stammer "I just turned seventeen two weeks ago."

"Why you're just barely a man... but you'll do. Now since you've agreed to serve me, I will spare your life as I promised. You will stay here in my cave for the next thirty days doing my bidding. At the end of this time you will be free to leave... that is if you want to" she added with a strange, enigmatic smile; I could think of no reason why I'd want to stay a minute longer than I had to in this god-forsaken place.

Still dubious over her intentions, I questioned the sincerity of her promises, but seeing as I had no other choice, I decided it best to go along with her plans. With the immediate threat having passed, my fear was ebbing slowly, coming down to a more manageable level. Still frightened by the situation, I could at least think a bit more rationally, hoping on the small chance that I might be able to plan an escape.

Reaching into her robe, she fished out a strange band of shiny fabric, about an inch wide and just over a foot long. Its shimmering material looked like it had been woven from fine golden fibers, and it had what appeared to be a jeweled lock fastened to it at one end. "This is a very special collar, which you will wear while you are serving me here" she explained. "It is made of an extremely strong material, which can't be broken, so don't even waste your time trying. It will adjust to fit the size of your neck, but will not hurt you, that is as long as you cooperate. If you try and break the lock, or if you leave the cave, the magic in it will be set off and it will begin to heat up, just like your sword did," which briefly reminded me of my hand, still stinging numbly.

"When this starts to heat up, it will not stop with a quick burst, as I did with your weapon. Instead it will become increasingly more painful, finally turning white hot as you die screaming, your blood boiling..." she added, grinning just slightly at me as I shuddered at the thought. "This is just one of my methods of keeping you here, but if you obey me, and do exactly as I say, you will not be harmed... Now think this over very carefully. This is your final choice to make. By allowing me to place this collar on you, you surrender yourself to me for the next month. Are you sure that you accept this?"

Barely grasping the situation, I numbly mumbled yes, anything to keep her from getting angry at me. Once again she questioned me "are you absolutely sure?" as she traced her talons along my neck and under my chin. Again I nodded and mumbled my acceptance of submission.

She brought the collar down, and gently, her hands much gentler than before, wrapped it around my neck, closing the jeweled lock with a snap. The lock closed, the collar constricted, moving its grip to fit my neck, forcing an astonished gasp from me. The transformation complete, it fit snugly, but not tightly; with a sigh of relief I could still breath easily. The collar's snug embrace wasn't all that uncomfortable, I was however made aware of its presence against my flesh, cool at first, but warming quickly to match the temperature of my skin.

Grabbing under my arms, she lifted me up a bit forcibly, but not nearly as hard as she could have, to stand before her again, only trembling ever so slightly this time. "Good, now with that done you're ready to begin your service with me, but first remove your foot gear."

Staring at her, I hesitated, not comprehending the request. Still having a hold on one of my arms, she gripped it tightly. "I said not to question any of my orders boy, you don't wish to anger me, do you?" she hissed at me.

Her reproach forcing a reaction out of me, I reached down to quickly try and untie my boots. My progress was impeded greatly though, having to favor my burnt hand, the pain becoming more insistent now that my fear had receded some. Slipping out of the boots I stood barefoot on the rock floor, the marble cool and hard at first to my unprotected feet, but I soon grew accustomed to it. Walking would be bearable, thankful that the floors of her cave were finished the way they were, though my personal comfort was still the least of my worries.

"Good, you're learning fast. Now, give me your right hand." Hesitating briefly, I unwillingly complied, bringing up my still-stinging hand and offered it to her, shivering in expectation. Taking my hand in hers, her grip lighter than before, she held the palm upwards, then watching me with a softer look in her eyes, she gently laid her other hand on top of mine. At her touch, my hand was swept with a brief cooling wave, the pain flowing away from me, eradicating all traces of the burn from my flesh.

Looking down at my hand, I gasped in astonishment, not only from the power of her magic, but from the compassion she'd shown me. Seeing my reaction, she smiled at me, her expression softening, and released my hand. Holding it up for inspection, testing the movement of my fingers, my disbelief was satisfied, the effects of the burn really had vanished. Dumbfounded, I stood there looking at her, fighting conflicting emotions, feeling some small desire to thank her, but then considering she was the one who'd caused the burn in the first place. Her display of kindness was uncharacteristic, but I'd hold off my judgment on that for awhile longer, still having no idea what plans she had in store for me.

"Now come along with me" she interrupting my thoughts as she broke the silence with a much lower tone to her voice, almost compassionate and inviting. With that she turned to lead me down the passageway that had so recently become visible. Entering the passageway, it opened into a hallway, which she lead me down, holding a lighter, but still firm, grip on my right arm. She positioned me to walk slightly in front of her, allowing her wings room so they wouldn't hit me. As we walked, she brought her wing up against me, curling it around my shoulder, grinning at my reaction.

Walking down the hallway, we passed several rooms, many of them which were unlit, mysterious and forbidding in their darkness. The hallway itself was brightly lit with lights along the walls, spaced every ten feet or so. These were no ordinary torches, like the one in the outer chamber though, no they were some sort of magical crystals, glowing with a bright luminance, as if secret fires burned deep within them.

As she led me further on, deeper into her lair, I noticed that it was becoming warmer. The rise in temperature wasn't really uncomfortable, but was noticeable, it came as a welcome change to my bare feet though. Going onward, our surroundings reached the temperature of a warm spring day, a little warm for comfort maybe, but not unbearably hot.

Nearing the end of the hallway, we came to a brightly lit room which she guided me into. Not knowing what to expect, I was a bit surprised to see that it was a bedroom we'd entered. Confused by the situation, all I could do was follow her lead, letting her take me where she would, resigned to my fate, useless to fight against her will.

Her bedroom was very ornately finished, something expected in the castle of a nobleman, not in the lair of a dragon; then again, she did seem to have a fair amount of treasure lying around. The floor was covered with a soft plush carpet on the floor, a wonderful change from the stone against my feet. A couple of intricately-patterned tapestries hung on the wall, filling out the decor of the room.

The bed itself was huge, looking as if it could easily sleep three grown men, with room to spare in both directions. The mattress was big and soft, and the bedding appeared to be made of very fine-quality silk. Finally, the thick posts of the bed were made of brass which shined with a bright, polished glimmer. Her lair was certainly more refined than would be imagined from the stories of the dragons that had been told, but that did nothing to dispel my uneasiness

Silently leading me to the bed, she gently sat me down on it. Still confused by the situation, I didn't know what to make of it when she reached behind the headboard and retrieved a long, slender chain. It looked small, but was constructed from a metal that I'd never seen before. Judging from the power of her magic, I was sure the chain could withhold much more tension than a normal one of even twice its size. The chain itself was about ten feet long and was most likely securely attached to the wall behind the bed.

Seeing my puzzlement, she handed me the free end of the chain. "Now if you would be so good as to fasten this to your collar, we can get started" she said, pointing to the jeweled clasp holding the damn thing around my neck. Staring back at her in surprise, my fear began to rise once again. Looking into her eyes, they were slightly warmer now, but I could still see a glint of determination in them. Realizing once again that she was the one firmly in control of the situation, it would be better to go along with her requests. For the moment she was sedate, and I wanted to keep her that way, so after a moment's hesitation, I slowly reached out and took the chain from her.

It was extremely light, even for its size, though tugging on it experimentally between my hands, it was much stronger than it appeared. She gave me a questionable smile at that, sending small shivers running up and down my back. Finally resigned to the situation, I fumbled with the clip on the collar and managed to get it attached. Testing the bond, I was shocked to find it was locked it in place, more than just the simple clasp arrangement it had been, as if the chain had melded to the collar.

Staring back at her with uncertainty, I waited for her to pounce on me. Now that there was no way I could escape her clutches, I half expected her to lunge at me, dropping her facade, to begin the slow, torturous death which I was sure she had planned for me.

I was in for quite a different surprise, as she smiled at me again with a warmer look in her eyes, but also a subtle predatory gleam in them. Slowly bringing out one of her hands to my neck as I held my breath waiting for the first blow, she simply ran her talons lightly along my skin in a slow, almost ticklish movement. Taking a hold of my collar, she gently rotated it half a turn such that the chain lay behind me, out of the way.

Bringing her hand down to my shirt, she gave a gentle tug at the fabric, and with a light chuckle in her voice suggested "now, why don't you remove your shirt for me?" In a few moments of glimmering insight, the situation became clearer to me, understanding why she had chosen to bring me to her bedroom, and what my duties as her "servant" might possibly entail. No, that couldn't be it, another shiver tingling through my spine, this one however a mixture of both apprehension and slowly growing excitement, unable to believe the wild thoughts crossing my mind.

Unable to bring my eyes away from her gaze, I slowly, almost mechanically, undid the buttons of my shirt, opening it, sliding it off of my shoulders and letting it drop silently to the ground. Eyeing my bare chest, she quickly darted her tongue out of her snout and glided it across her teeth. I was in good shape from the daily exercise regimens at the academy and she made an appreciative comment of this. "You are a little short, but well muscled. You look like you are in good physical shape and will have plenty of endurance" she said with a slight chuckling hiss.

Her remarks adding credence to my growing suspicions, I was a bit alarmed by my reactions. True it was a relief to think I wouldn't end up as her supper or a trophy, a discarded relic amongst her possessions, but the thought of what she was hinting at kindled thoughts within me that I wasn't all that comfortable with.

Bringing her taloned hands to my chest she slowly ran her fingers over my skin, sending tiny jolts of sensation to my overtaxed brain, increasing both my uneasiness and growing excitement, shivering as she gently explored my flesh. Noticing that I was extremely ticklish down on my lower abdomen, to the sides, she delighted in sending me into small spasms as she lightly traced those regions of my body, working against me and my uncertainties.

Her talons were sharp, as I'd already experienced first hand, but she was quite careful and gentle with me. Running her hands across my bare flesh, I realized her skin was not scaly at all, but more like that of a snake, though not as leathery. In fact it was quite smooth and soft, and it felt quite nice, being touched like this, like I'd never been touched before. Even with my reservations, I couldn't help enjoying the sensations of her touch, even if it was her who was gently caressing me. Looking at her, her gaze locked to mine, I couldn't help but notice a softening of her features as she regarded me, a small smile playing across her snout.

Bringing one of her hands up near my chest, she lightly caressed me there, then with lightning speed, she slashed a single talon across my flesh, near my left nipple, just above my heart. Her movement was quick, and almost painless, but caused my to flinch, fighting against her as she held me down, my fear immediately resurfacing. Knowing her strength, I'd thought she was trying to go for my heart, and pushed against her, trying to get away from her grasp, before I realized it was a just superficial cut, releasing only a small trickle of blood.

Bringing her arm around my back as if to steady and calm me, she brought her snout down to the small wound. Darting her tongue out across my flesh, she slowly lapped at the small amount of blood there, as I watched with strange fascination. Her tongue was about half the width of a human's, and slightly thinner, but was a few inches longer and forked at the end, its contact felt slightly textured on my skin, but these new sensations were also strangely pleasurable. Again I noticed that the combined aspects of the situation were invoking feelings deep within me, as a detached part of my mind registered my slowly-growing arousal.

As she slowly licked every drop of blood from the small wound, her hand was trailing up and down my back. Trying to make sense out of the situation, I theorized this must be some strange mating ritual for her, and obviously not some carnivorous act, for prey had never been treated like this. Her continued touches, both from her hand and tongue, worked on my frazzled mind; even my uncomfortable thoughts of the situation were starting to ebb away at her gentle insistence.

When she was finished cleaning my wound, she pulled her head slowly away to look at me with unmistakable passion in her eyes and a smile on her face, a smile I began to find attractive. Glancing down at my chest, I was only slightly surprised to see that the cut was no longer there. I hadn't even noticed the healing magic that time; my mind obviously busy with other things.

Looking at her I felt a strange mixture of emotions, thoughts which were still a little hard for me to reconcile. My fear had almost totally dissolved since I'd realize that she had nothing harmful planned for me, but I was still a bit apprehensive at what lay ahead and of the implications of it. Looking at her I no longer saw a terrifying beast, but a strangely-attractive woman of a species I would have never have imagined in my wildest dreams. That bothered me a little, seeming quite strange for me to have those feelings for someone that wasn't human. Then again, her actions showed a being possessing both intellect and emotions, not to mention desires.

Looking at her body, the curves of it suggested by the robe cloaking her form, I realized she was proportioned much like what I would look for in a woman, albeit with several obvious differences. How I was seeing these differences was still a little surprising, for she was now more exotic than terrifying; gazing at her alien figure, I found myself becoming intrigued with the idea of seeing more of it.

I don't know how most people would have felt having been placed in the same situation, but I was rapidly becoming more agreeable with it. I momentarily though of Father John back at the academy, and how he would surely have had something very harsh to say about the situation, but seeing as he wasn't here, I pushed those thoughts from my mind. Anyway, I rationalized, I wasn't in charge here, as she was pushing me into this, so I might as well go along with it and enjoy the ride.

In the end, my hormone-soaked brain gave in to her effective persuasions and my body's arousal, and I decided that I did find this dragon-woman standing before me attractive. Even the forbidden aspects of the situation became exhilarating, mixing in with all my other confused and excited thoughts, feeling my arousal continue to grow; to hell with the consequences, what ever they might be. As if she'd been reading my thoughts and waiting for me to finally make up my mind, a delighted glimmer flashed in her eyes, as she brought her snout to my lips, kissing me deeply, deftly forcing her tongue inside my mouth.

Her forcefulness surprised me once again, but I was quick to react, letting my instincts guide me in my responses, fumbling at first, but then more purposeful as the heat spread through me. The feeling of her tongue against mine was both unfamiliar and pleasurable, as I felt more stirrings rising up in my loins. Bringing her other arm around me, she locked me in a tight embrace, her tongue fighting against mine. Her arms grasping at me, my hands soon found her back, and clutching at her, began to explore her form beneath her robe, feeling the small line of ridges running down her spine, tickling both my fingers and my mind.

Holding us together, she let the moments stretch towards eternity before softly disengaging from our kiss, stopping to lick at my open mouth before breaking contact. Pulling her head back slightly she looked at me again, gazing at me with those beautiful yellow eyes. Those eyes, which only a short time ago, had chilled me with their cold and heartless stare, now seemed to brim with emotions, pulling me in, loosing myself in depth of her loving gaze. With a small flash of bravado, spurred on by my swiftly-flowing blood, I leaned into kiss her gently on the tip of her snout, relishing the feel of her smooth skin against my lips.

No longer afraid of her, I had the time to leisurely take in the full beauty of her strange and exotic form, her body now driving my emotions in quite different directions than upon first seeing her step into the light. Now the hidden fullness of her body called to me from beneath her robe as my eyes wandered over her emerald flesh. The warmth across her face having replaced the deceptive mask of aggression she'd worn so long ago, I reached up to tentatively stroke one of her ears, her tongue darting out to play briefly across her snout at that.

Her wings drew my attention next, being her most-exotic attribute. Slowly bringing my hands up to where her they met her body, I carefully touched the surface of one of them. Smiling at my exploration, she spread them out to near their full span, opening herself up to me in a display both attractive and impressive, as I gasped softly at their beauty.

Gently exploring the folds of her wings, their surfaces were smooth and beautiful, like the rest of her skin, except for the few vertical ridges running through their length, supporting them. Tracing my fingers lightly over the ridges, I found them to be solid, not like bones, but with some flexibility, allowing them to flex with the movements of her wings. As I ran my fingers over her wings, she hissed softly as I tickled hidden pockets of pleasure buried there. Stopping at one of these sensitive regions, I stroked her as she'd done to me, her hisses now coming with pleasure, not with malice.

She broke the moment again with a quick kiss and pulled away from me. Standing up and taking a step backwards, she flashed me a toothy grin as she reached down to the belt at her waist, slowly unclasping it, letting her robe fall open slightly. Turning away from me so I could watch her at an angle, she removed her robe with torturous slowness, smiling at my impatient excitement. Pulling her arms out of the sleeves of her garment, she let it fall from her shoulders, while holding it to her front, her arms crossed against her chest. The back of the robe was slit from the middle of her back up to the neck, allowing her wings to poke through fabric where they joined her body, giving me only a glance of her beauty.

She stood like that briefly, giving me glimpses of her flesh, but teasing me by withholding her hidden treasures from my gaze, then finally she dropped her arms to her sides, letting the robe slowly fall to the floor. Quickly stepping out of it, extracting her tail from the small tangle of fabric, she turned to face me, bringing her arms up behind her head in a deliberate and seductive pose, leaving me gasping.

For all of the strangeness of her body, she was beautiful and exotic, her form both different and familiar, and I reacted favorably to seeing it displayed before me. She stood in front of me, bare-chested, clad only in the undergarments covering her loins, which appeared to be spun from the same golden fabric as the collar I wore around my neck was made of, the collar which I'd all but forgotten about. Her sole item of dress was quite elegant, with small jewels set in it, running around its upper perimeter, as it lay there shimmering against her emerald skin, cloaking the last of her treasures from me.

As I'd noticed earlier, but now paid more attention to the fact, the insides of her arms, running down to her palms, were of a lighter, paler green than the rest of her flesh. The patch of lighter color also extended down from under her neck, running along the front of her torso, and up the inside of her legs, to disappear underneath the veil of her gilded undergarments. Her long tail lay to one side of her, curled around in front of her feet, its tip twitching lightly.

Although much of her appearance was of reptilian beauty, her body was graced with human characteristics, her form a perfect melding of the two. There on her chest, only hinted at before, but now open to my gaze, lay her beautiful breasts, filling out her proportions much like any other woman I'd seen. Well, truth be told, I could only guess at that, only having had looking upon the fairer sex whilst they were fully clothed, never daring to steal more than a glance, that is, before tonight.

She was beautiful, her muscles toned, giving her strength, but subtly so, not disturbing her beauty, highlighting her exotic femininity. Her breasts supplementing her shapely body, they drew my gaze upon them, lying their proudly. With her hands behind her head, flexing her muscles, her chest pushed slightly forward, enhancing her smooth curves, her nipples pointing out, darker green fruits against the lighter coloring of her breasts.

She smiled at me, seeing the profound effect her appearance had on me, and she walked slowly towards me, her tail lightly swishing behind her, moving with the gentle sways of her hips. Reaching me, as I stared at her, dumbfounded by her beauty, she sat on the bed next to me. Taking my hand in hers, she placed it on the gentle slope of her tummy, just above her navel.

Hearing my gasp as I touched her exposed flesh she quietly asked if it was my first time with a woman. "Yes" I replied sheepishly, dropping my gaze from her, embarrassed. Taking my chin with her other hand she lifted my head upward to look at me with compassion, as well as a longing desire.

"That's okay, that's nothing to be ashamed of" she reassured me, her voice soft. "I will be a kind and gentle teacher with you, helping you gain your experience. Since you have a good amount of time to spend with me here, I will be very thorough with your education," she said with a smile. "That way you can serve me better" she added, licking my nose briefly in encouragement.

With that she brought my hand up to cup the warm flesh of her left breast, reveling in my nervous excitement. As before, my explorations were extremely clumsily at first, gaining my confidence slowly, learning skill at the new and pleasant task before me. Again she was patient, delighting in my explorations and growing confidence, as my fingers traced her supple flesh, nudging me occasionally, helping me to navigate the strange new territories. Gently touching her nipples, caressing her sensitive flesh, my other hand slipped down her back, exploring the region where her tail met her body, enjoying the small hisses of pleasure my efforts gave her.

At her subtle suggestion, as she gently guided my head to her chest, I tentatively flicked my tongue across her flesh, delighting in the smooth texture of her skin. Softly licking up the base of one her breasts, I slowly orbited in on her nipple, finally running my tongue over it, to her obvious enjoyment. By that point she'd brought her arms around me once again, to gently run them up and down my back.

Growing bolder, I began to nibble on her flesh, as she panted her approval, gripping my back a little tighter, still careful not to hurt me with her talons. With my mouth busy on her breast, as she clutched me to her, I brought my other hand down to my investigations of her tail, and started to explore her tight buttocks through the fine fabric of her undergarments, feeling them flex against my grasp.

Taking one of her hands and stroking my cheek, she guided my head up to meet hers once again, as our mouths locked in another earnest kiss. Afterwards, guiding me to a standing position, her hands fell to my waist, her fingers following the contour of the tops of my breaches against the naked flesh of my belly. Shivering in anticipation, I could only look at her with my longing, a prisoner of hers once again, but under much different, and pleasurable circumstances.

Slowly and deliberately, she began to trace the outline of my stiff manhood through the material of my breaches. The feelings overwhelmed me, reaching through the layer of fabric between us, leaving me light-headed as her touch sent electric shocks throughout me, to the center of my very being. Looking at me, a satisfied grin played across on her face, enjoying the pleasure she was bestowing upon me, confident in the knowledge that hers was the first touch upon my sex. Bringing her hands up to the tops of my breeches, she paused, to stroke to the ticklish regions of my lower abdomen once more, letting out a chuckling hiss of laughter as she saw me squirm under her control.

She struck fast as lightning, grabbing the material of my breeches and pulling on it, her talons shredding the fabric, ripping the clothing off of me in a flash of action, a momentary shudder passing through me. Tossing the scraps of torn fabric on the floor, she looked at me standing naked before her with a wicked grin on her face, showing a couple of her teeth ever so slightly. Gazing upon my exposed flesh, she whispered to me, the slight hiss in her voice intentional and erotic, "you won't be needing those for some time anyway..."

Eyeing her prize, she reached down to cup my balls, while gently caressing my cock with her other hand. Touching my needy flesh, lightly running her fingers up and down my shaft, she took great pains not to harm my tender skin. Drunk on the sensations of her gentle ministrations, I put my complete trust in her, realizing that she would not harm me, using her strength and power only as a show, as her loving hands showed me the hints of awaiting pleasures.

Having her touch my naked manhood was so much better than the dull feelings of her touch through the fabric of my breeches had been, and I scarcely missed the use I would have of them, now that they lay as tattered remnants at my feet. Rubbing the shaft of my cock ever so lightly, she paid special attention to the sensitive area under the head, the fingers at my balls caressing and squeezing gently. I stood there, most likely looking like a fool, but I was beyond caring, incapable of doing anything but soaking up all the wonderful sensations running through me, a slave to my beautiful dragon's attentions.

It ended too soon however, as she broke contact and stepped away from me, chuckling softly in a seductive way. Not understanding what could have gotten into her, I moved forward, matching her steps as she slowly backed away from me. It was then when I felt the gentle tug at my neck, and was suddenly reminded of the chain attached to my collar which now impeded my progress. Grinning at me, she took a few mores steps backwards, going just quite out of my reach as I strained lightly against the chain holding me from her. It was maddening as she stood there, just out of my reach, swaying slightly as her taloned hands began to slowly play over her body.

As she slowly traced the outlines of her belly and breasts, she enjoyed the tension she was causing me, smiling as my eyes reached out to her. Slowly, her hands covered every inch of her upper body, running up and down her sides, slowly tracing the curves of her breasts, circling in to brush past her nipples, and then lightly running a single finger around the top the rim of her exotic undergarments, hinting that she was about to remove them.

But she did no such thing, instead she continued her teasing display, just out of reach, as I felt my pulse quickening and my breathing becoming more labored, my loins burning with my desire for her. She then began to sway her hips lightly, moving her tail at the same time in a complex series of motions, as it appeared to take on a life of its own, twitching and coiling around her almost like a snake. Finally she topped of her performance by gently ruffling her wings in time with her body's movements, as her strange and evocative dance came into full swing.

Standing there watching her, my body and mind burning, she fluttered her eyes at me, darting her tongue over her teeth and across her snout. Locked in her hypnotic gaze, captivated by her movements, I felt like I was on the verge of collapse, when she slowed her movements, taking a step towards me, but still maddeningly just out of my reach.

Leaning forward, she caresses my chin with a single finger, and with a slight giggle in an sultry voice, she simply asked "so are you ready?"

"Yes... please" I managed to pant out.

"Well first there's something that I'd like you to do for me, and I'm sure that you'll enjoy it" she replied with a seductive grin, her fingers stroking my neck.

I agreed enthusiastically, having no idea what she had in store for me, but eager to find out. She stepped closer, reached her hand down my back until it rested on my buttocks, then squeezing slightly, she maneuvered me onto the bed. Having me kneel in the center of its great expanse, she slowly traced her hands down both sides of her abdomen, resting them lightly on the rim of her undergarments. Slowly running her fingers to her back she undid a hidden clasp and let them slowly slide down her legs to the floor.

Stepping deftly out of them she climbed onto the bed until she knelt in front of me, allowing me a better look at the treasure nestled between her thighs. Gazing down upon her exposed sex, another almost-silent gasp fell from my lips. I didn't how her nether regions compared to human anatomy, but the time for comparisons was over as I gazed longingly at her.

Guessing what she had in mind when she'd mentioned that special favor, I brought my hand up to her neck and slowly traced it down her length, pausing ever so briefly over her breasts, and then continuing down to her inner thighs. The slit of her pussy was hairless, like the rest of her body, looking closer, I saw the flesh inside was of a lighter color, slightly paler than the coloring of her front, her sex already glistening with anticipation.

Once again my touch was experimental, tracing my fingers around her outer lips as she let out a small hiss of encouragement. Slipping my fingers inside her to explore her secret regions, I worked to discover what gave her pleasure, watching her reactions and smiling when I stroked an especially-sensitive nerve, as she now squirmed slowly beneath me, our roles having been reversed. Continuing my dutiful services upon her, she rewarded me with her audible approval, moaning softly at my touch.

Bringing her hand down, she placed it on top of mine and silently instructed me to pull out of her, which I did as slowly as possible, making sure to brush against her sensitive regions just once more. Taking my hand in hers, she brought it up between us; at her subtle insistence and to satisfy my curiosity, I sniffed at my fingers, taking in her scent. The juices coating me held a musky smell, but pleasant and erotic in the knowledge of their secret origins. Giving into an almost instinctive urge, I brought my tongue out to lightly taste the alluring fluids; like its smell, her taste was new and exotic.

Licking at my fingers, her essence dancing on my tongue, she smiled at me, then brought her mouth down to my glistening flesh. Darting her tongue over my hand, she shared in the taste with me, driving me on, our tongues playing together over my fingers. Finishing, she leaned backwards, moving her feet from underneath her and reclining on the small mound of pillows piled near the head of the bed, spreading her wings out behind her.

Looking at me with expectation, a lustful hunger in her smile, she caressed her inner thighs with one hand, as she beckoned me seductively with a single finger of her other. Understanding, I moved slowly to her, crouching down and brought my tongue to her left leg, just above the knee. Working deliberately, as slowly as I could make myself go, I navigated my tongue along the inside of her leg, feeling her soft texture, licking and kissing at her flesh, until I reached the inviting warmth of her pussy.

Lightly at first, I ran my tongue along the outer ridges, then pulling back slightly, teasing in my approach. Sensing her impatience and growing desire as she pushed her hips upward, urging me on, I pushed ahead. Using two fingers, I gently spread her lips and eased my tongue into her, soaking up the sensations, the texture of her inner folds, the sweet spices of her nectar, hearing her breathing interrupted as she let out a slight gasp.

Playing with her slowly, my tongue lapped at her sensitive flesh, probing at the secrets of her sex. Licking at her, bathing the length of her pussy, her flesh soon glistened with our combined fluids, her nectar flowing freely to wash across my tongue. With her hands caressing my head and neck, stroking me softly through my hair, her breathing became more labored; I sped up slightly, keeping in time with her increased panting. A soft touch along my foot caught my attention, glancing backwards, I saw her tail moving to stroke up along my leg. Her hands guiding me back to the task at hand, I returned my attention to her, as her supple appendage found its way up to my buttocks, slipping into my crack, navigating downward to stroke the underside of my balls.

Finally, I sensed her breathing was becoming more erratic and realized she must be on the verge of her climax, the sensations overpowering her, forcing their way into the core of her being, much like I'd experienced for myself during a stolen moment of private indulgence. Feeling her insistence, I acted with increased vigor and fury, ravaging her tender flesh with my tongue, dipping my fingers into her. Finally throwing her head back and letting out a loud series of hisses, her whole lower body began to convulse. Gripping at my shoulders with her talons, she pulled me to her, scratching me only slightly, the pain forgotten as she released her nectar upon my waiting tongue, lapping eagerly trying to taste it all.

Her spasms slowly dying down, I let the assault of my tongue diminish, easing her along the waves of pleasure, then resting my head against her leg, as she held me weakly in her arms. Regaining her strength as the moments ticked by, she recovered and nudged me, both of us rising upwards to a kneeling position, as she gazed at me warmly. Finally when we were face to face once again, she whispered, still a little short of breath, "thank you... You were wonderful... and a very fast learner."

Smiling back at her, caressing one of her hips I replied, "well I do have an excellent teacher." Letting out a slight hiss of laughter, she brought her mouth to mine as we fell into another kiss, our tongues interweaving. Kissing her, our hands playing over each other's bodies, I lost myself in the moment, drinking up her presence, wishing it could last forever.

I never knew it would be like this, and never would I have imagined in my wildest dreams that my first lover would be this lovely dragon pressing against me. If tonight was any indication of the adventures that awaited me upon reaching full knighthood, I was in for an exciting life indeed, my hands playing over the emerald skin of my new lover, feeling the small ridges running along her spine.

Finally after a happy eternity, she extracted her tongue from mine, slowly breaking our kiss to look at me, a wicked grin on her face and her eyes gleaming wildly with her rekindled desire. Easing me backwards onto the bed, allowing my legs to slide out from under me, she pushed the chain holding me in the blissful prison of her boudoir out of the way, so it lay behind me, off to the side. She lay me flat on my back as I sank into the softness of the bedding, watching her as she slid her beautiful body on top of me. The sensations of her warm, smooth skin against mine sent millions of tiny shocks running through me, as I felt her weight pushing lightly against me.

Her breath hot against my cheek, she darted her tongue out and ran it along my ear as she slowly began to rub against me. The hardness of my cock strained in desire as she slowly touched the head with the lips of her pussy, pushing against me, finally letting me in. As her warmth engulfed me, I gasped, overwhelmed by the pleasure, wild bolts of sensations running through me; for a brief moment, I nearly forget to breathe.

She paused, mercifully stopping the onslaught of pleasure on my frazzled nerves, but only leaving them calling for more. Her breath once again hot on my sensitive skin, she whispered "be careful lover, we wouldn't want you to pass out now and miss all of the fun..." Starting out again, moving very slowly, she raised herself up to pull all but the head of my cock from her loving grasp, raking my nerves with every movement.

My body adjusting to the wonderful pleasures, she sank down on me, then moving against me, up and down, her rhythm growing with each glorious thrust, my cock sinking into the tight warmth of her glorious depths again and again. The moments passing, I regained my composure, my breathing becoming regulated, I began to move against her, in time with her thrusts. Looking up, watching my dragon crouching above me, I brought my hands up to roam across her lower back, caressing her tail and buttocks as she rode me with abandon, her wings beating softly with her movements.

Our rhythm progressing to both our enjoyment, our movements against one another picked up speed as she began to thrust with more power and determination. Nearing the edge of my impending climax, the last vestige of my mind left capable of any thoughts other than blind reaction to the pleasure struggled to keep from plunging into the abyss too soon, savoring the delicate and almost agonizing balance. Moments later, I felt her inner muscles begin to twitch, slightly at first, and then with building power, the walls of her pussy gripping me with her convulsions, I felt the first wave of my climax crashing over me.

Letting my breath out in panting gasps, I heard her hiss once again with her own pleasure, holding her tightly to me as I pumped my seed into her spasming depths. Coming down from the waves of our separate, but shared pleasures, she fell against me, leaning her head against my cheek, basking in our warmth. Lying there, the rush of adrenaline passed, I felt my desire fulfilled, drained and tired, I closed my eyes and reveled in her soft presence against me.

I don't know how long we lay there, I must have slept for a little while though, for the next thing I was aware of was her tracing her hands over my chest reviving me with gentle insistence. My eyes fluttering open to gaze dreamily at her, she smiled at me, and slowly ran her tongue over one of my nipples, the sensations awaking my sleepy brain. She stayed there for a few moments, licking me in small circular patterns, then began to lightly nibble on my sensitive flesh, the gentle nips of her teeth electric against my skin, she quickly got my full attention.

Finishing her ministrations there, she slid her tongue ever so slowly down my chest to my belly, and then to my cock, which was already stirring once again, awakening with enthusiasm as she drew the blood to my loins. Starting at my balls, she ran her tongue upwards, then wrapping it around the shaft, she washed every inch of me with delicate attention, making quick work of coaxing me back to full arousal.

My cock standing proudly before her, she gave me a few extra licks, looking up at me with rekindled passion in her eyes. Turning her back to me, she got down on her hands and knees, watching me over her shoulder, her mouth open in happy anticipation, she panted slightly, darting her tongue in and out of her snout, offering a wordless invitation for another round of play. Readily accepting her request, I rose from my supine position, crawling to kneel behind her, I saw her body offered to me, her back arched slightly, her lay tail twitching near my legs.

Leaning over her, I reached to touch her spine, starting at the small of her back and deftly ran my fingers down its length. Navigating the small trail of ridges, their textured bumps tickled my fingertips against the smoothness of her skin, sliding down the expanse of her back I came to her tail. Touching the extension of the spine, sprouting from the sea of emerald skin just above her buttocks, I began to follow its course, trailing down behind her, its thickness dwindling as it receded from her, reaching down to its finely-pointed tip.

The line of ridges continued down her tail and I delicately traced their path with my fingers, traveling its whole length, while she twitched it against me, coming alive in my hands. Reaching the tip, I began the repeat journey along its paler-colored underside, this time however, lightly dragging my fingertips backwards along her skin, which elicited small hisses of appreciation from her.

Finally the long journey was over and I came at last to the base of her tail. Lifting it up I ran my fingers along the inside of her buttocks, playing briefly with the puckered bud of her anus, then reaching downward to caress the warmth of her pussy. Holding her lips apart with one hand, pushing her tail off to one side with the other, I pushed against her, slowly entering her once again.

She thrust her hips greedily back against me, anxious to get me inside. Making love from this angle was a yet another wonderful and new experience, the sensations slightly different, and just as powerful as before. Holding onto her hips I pushed madly at her, overtaken by my passion, spurred on with the control she'd relinquished to me.

She too was more anxious this time around, and thrust backwards, matching my enthusiasm and vigor as I drove deep within her. I could feel the pressure inside of me building fast, and I knew that I would climax soon, riding her with the same energy as she'd done to me. Unable to slow my progress, conserving my power to prolong the pleasure, I grabbed her hips tighter, pushing into her with abandon, driven by the passion building inside of me.

She must have been feeling the same powerful forces building quickly within her too, her breathing matching mine, for as soon as I began to pulsate inside her, my senses exploding, her own powerful climax hit, milking all of the fluids of my essence out of me, as I collapsed, panting heavily against her back.

The rest of the night passed in a blur of passion and wondrous sensations. Her desire seemed boundless, as I happily struggled to satisfy her, my youthful vigor just barely enough to keep up with her carnal appetite, my own desire quenched and rekindled again and again.

At some point I must have blacked out from the physical workout and my over-taxed senses, for the next thing I remembered was slowly waking up to the feel of her gently caressing my chest. As consciousness came slowly back to me, I opened my eyes, letting my vision focus, and saw her sitting next to me, propped up on some pillows, her wings tucked neatly against her sides.

"Good morning lover" she said as I reached out to caress her hips. "You had quite a workout last night, How do you feel?" she added as I returned her smile.

Scooting up on one of the pillows, I felt mildly drained from the previous night's frolics, but more sated than exhausted. "Kind of tired... it was a bit much for my first time" I replied looking into the warmth of her gaze.

Chuckling slightly she agreed, "yes, I guess I was a bit hard on you last night... but you did enjoy it didn't you?"

As if she'd needed to ask, I answered her by rolling my eyes in a comical expression, feeling at total ease with my beautiful lover, as if I'd known her for ever. Laughing back at me she continued, "I'm glad you had a good time lover, I was hoping you would. To be honest though, I do have to admit that I was also a bit tired after our romps last night. It's been quite awhile since I've had that much fun, and it was quite a pleasure having such an energetic young buck grace my sheets." Her look one of warmth and adoration, I beamed with pride, smiling at her compliment, as she traced a single finger along my chest.

"Your performance was remarkable, especially for a beginner. I can tell that once you have a few more lessons, you will be quite the lover. Especially if we can work on building your endurance up. Anyway, we have plenty of time to conduct your training... but first, you must be famished, and I can't have you passing out on me." Reaching to her side, she retrieved a plate containing fresh fruit and pieces of smoked meat.

She took great pleasure in feeding me each separate morsel, as I eagerly grabbed it from her fingers with my mouth, slowly dragging my lips and tongue over them. After finishing what must have been the best meal of my life, I began to feel my strength returning, and with that I noticed my arousal awakening too.

She too was aware of that, as the small tent began to form beneath the silken sheets. Grinning at me, she trailed her fingers towards it, to gently massage me to a full erection. The combined sensations of her fingers and the fine sheets rubbing against me stirred new desire within me, as I lay back, enjoying her attentions to me. Reaching up, she slowly dragged the sheets off from me, again causing a wave of beautiful sensations, as I was exposed to her once more. She then surprised me by reaching up to my forgotten collar and effortlessly unhooking the chain from its magical lock, dropping the gilded lengths behind the head board.

"Come on, we can take our morning bath together" she suggested, and I couldn't have possibly agreed more, letting her lead me out of her bedroom, down the hallway to another large chamber. Inside lay a large pool, possibly ten feet in diameter, set into the marbled floor. Leading me to smooth steps, we stepped into the warm swirling water together, enjoying the sensations as it slowly crept up our bodies.

Leaning me against the smooth wall of the pool, we both sat down, the water coming up to just below our shoulders, her breasts half submerged below the waterline. Sitting there, letting the warm currents gently massage my body, I melted against the support of the wall. Grabbing a washcloth and soap from the edge of the pool, she lathered it up, then gently washing my face. Dipping the cloth in the water she rinsed the suds from my skin, leaning in and kissing me with a deep and slow passion.

Maneuvering her to a position next to me, I too grabbed a cloth and began to slowly lather up her breasts and abdomen, paying careful attention to her hardening nipples. Then at my suggestion, she spread out her wings and let me give them a thorough and tender washing. Running my hands over them, I marveled once again at her exotic beauty, again the melding of human and dragon forms striking a chord deep within me.

Leaning up against her, I put one arm behind her, around her waist and enjoyed the feeling of her strong arms as she embraced me. It was quite clear that we had the whole day to enjoy each other's bodies, so we had plenty of time to be slow and gentle, stretching out the passion.

In fact, not only did we have all of today, I realized with a twinge of excitement that we had a whole month ahead of us, and what a month that was going to be, I smiled in anticipation. Perhaps when my time with her is up, we could re-negotiate our contract...

Copyright 1994, 1996, Will A. Sanborn - was1@shore.net

The camera flashed again as I fell into the couch, exhausted, but still rock hard. While the mothers swapped the cum cocktail of their son's. What a pair of Mommy Sluts.

Me and Nate were reading a sex story about a teacher fucking her student after class. Nate told me to print it out cause he wanted to read it at home. He was saying that his computer at home is not working and need some relief at home, i laughed and said ok. As i was printing the story, my mom came barging into my room. I thought she went out for a bachorlette party of her friend's, and didn't notice that she got back home. She was wearing a long floral nightgown. She said hi to us and asked what we were doing. I quickly replied that we were printing out a term paper. She said alright, and snatched the paper from the printer. She said that she would look over it and proof-read it for us. I hinted a smell of liquor from her, may be from partying. She seemed composed, and then walked out of my room. I was then shitting in my pants, me and Nate was dumb-founded and was lost of words. Nate told me he had to go, i told him to wait. I am not going down for this by myself. Big mistake for letting him stay, you will understand as you read.

After a long five minutes, I hear my mom shouting for both of us to come into the living room. We both went in there with our heads down in shame. She asked "What the hell is this?" She threw the papers at us. There was silence in the room. She then said "You guys are supposed to do school work, but end up reading these nasty stories." She was saying that she expected better. Then she paused and said "If you guys want to see a naked lady, I will show you a naked lady." With that she reached for the bottom of her nightgown and started pulling it up. I reacted saying "Mom stop it!" But I saw Nate with a small grin forming on his face. By then the nightgown was by her mid thighs. She held it there when I yelled stop, but Nate said "Keep going, teach me a lesson Mrs. Veerma." My mom looked at me and told me to go to my room. I tried to protest, but she said "No buts, go to your room. Let this be a lesson for you to respect every women. Women aren't a piece a meat young man. Next time think of a women as your mother. Would you like your mother to be nude in front of your friend or anyone else? While you sit there, i am going to show your friend my body. Let this be a lesson!" I remember long ago my mom caught me drink out of my uncle's cup of whiskey. She then made me drink a least a quarter of the bottle straight, i was only twelve years old then. Since then i haven't drank liqour. She is now trying to teach another tough lesson by doing this to me. I couldn't believe Nate encouraged my mom and he gets to see her body and i get into trouble. I was feeling jealous and very upset, but felt my dick stiffening in my shorts. The thought of my prude and faithful indian mom being naked in front of my black friend, was very erotic. I stopped as i went upstairs to my room, and peeked downstairs and caught the whole scene unfold in front of me. I could also hear everything they were saying. 

The scene resumed were my mom's nightgown was by her mid thighs. My mom had a blank stare into Nate's face. Nate just smiled and said "Go ahead continue." I guess my mom was also shocked how Nate was reacting, he wasn't scared and seemed in control. My mom the broke of the stare, and continued pushing her nightgown higher exposing her panties and it went higher by exposing her flat tummy. Soon her black bra was showing. She had the nightgown over her head and had it bunched up in her hand. Nate said "Let me help you with that." He then grabbed the nightgown from her. He was now staring at my mom's body up and down. She had her eyes looking up to the ceiling in shame and disbelief. She was now standing half naked in front of a teenager, my best friend. At the time my mom was wearing a conservative pair of black panties and matching bra, but looked very sexy. We got to see an older lady semi-nude, but i never knew it would be my own mother. Nate remarked "Very nice, can you do a little spin for me?" My mom began to spin her body, Nate told her to stop when her ass was fully displayed for him. He said "wow". My mom now seemed comfortable in the situation and spoke "I guess you boys have your hormones running wild at this age." Nate said "I guess so, but you can teach me how to control it anytime Mrs. V." By then my mom turned back to reply to his smart comment and caught a glimpse of his raging hard-on through his shorts. It looked like a good 7 inches. My mom's face had distorted look. Nate caught her looking and felt more in control. The next thing he did, surprised me. He began to untie his shorts and pulled them down exposing his bare black cock. He kicked of his shorts and threw them on the floor with my mom's nightgown. He said "I didn't want you to feel uncomfortable, by being naked all by yourself." At this point, they didn't know i was watching from up the stairs. My mom was staring hardcore into his meat, like she hasn't seen anything like it before. Nate started to move closer to my mom, as he moved his dick was wiggling up and down. My mom said "I think we should stop now, I wasn't going to get naked ." then moved back and sat on the cold coffee table. She was still glancing at his cock which is now directly eye level with her. He openly began to stroke his cock and playing with the head, as if he was trying to lure her with it. He asked "Is it big?, Is it bigger than your husband's?" My mom just looked at it and nodded her head yes. He laughed "I guess thats why he doesn't like me around here, he knows black guys got bigger ones." He then asked her about the bachorlette party she went to and if any male strippers came by. She replied yes there was one. Nate asked if the girls played the game with the whip cream. She said that all her friends played the game. Nate said "Thats a shame, do you guys have whip cream?" Mom said its in the fridge. Nate then quickly went into the kitchen and got the whip cream. I was confused at this point. As Nate shook the canister, my mom said "I should be going to my room now." But didn't get up and watched as Nate spread the whip cream all over his cock. He said " I bet you wanted to try it at the party, but was scared what people would think. Don't worry no one will know, here is your chance, go ahead!" Then he inched his whip cream covered cock to my mom's mouth. She took one look up at Nate towering over her and then her eyes were locked on his cock. My jaws dropped as i saw her open her mouth and began to take in his cock. My mom had his head in her mouth and you could hear the sucking noises. Nate was encouraging her on saying "Oh thats real good, keep sucking, take more. Taste good right?" My indian mom was sitting on the coffee table giving my black friend head. She grab hold of his hips and came closer to his groin, taking more of his meat. Her nose was now touching his pelvis and her chin touching his balls, my mom was deep-throating. Nate grabbed her hair with two hands and guiding her back and forth. She had all the whip cream wiped clean. She was coughing and gagging when she went deep, which made a build up of salvia around the cock. Her eyes were tearing from all the action. He pulled out and made her lick the tip of his dick. He said "Lick that shit, make it wet Mrs. V." She licked from the base to the head. His cock was really glistening. This went on for a solid five minutes. Then Nate stepped back and pushed my mom's shoulders back onto the coffee table. For a second, she was laying completely flat on the table. He wanted to fuck her! 

I know my mom wouldn't allow that to happen. She then got up halfway and said "I can't do this." Nate then scooped her off the table and placed her flat on the living room carpet. He said "Of course you can't, that must be a cold table and can get damaged from the action." My mom replied "No, its because i am married, its not right." Nate quickly replied "I just want to return the favor, a quick five minutes." He didn't wait for a reply and grabbed the waist band of my mom's black panties and pulled them off her hips. I noticed my mom raised her ass for him to do this. Both of them were naked from below the waist now and Nate had her panties in his hand. My mom was laying flat with her legs bent and knees touching, trying to prevent any exposure. He said "I just want to take a closer look and may be kiss it like you did to mine." My mom kept her mini protest saying "No, I can't, its not right." But Nate was focused and he parted her knees, it looked like my mom's words were being betrayed by her body. May be she was curious and excited as well. Nate lowered his head to my mom's mound and began to lick her twat! My mom closed her eyes and a moan escaped her lips. Nate was lapping her whole vagina and sucking on her clit. He used whatever he learned from porn on her. He never spoke about going down on a woman, but was going at it like a pro. He had my mom's head moving side to side in ecstasy. Then he started to finger her and asking "How does that feel?" No reply. He then began rubbing her clit and asked the same question after a minute. She was biting her lower lip and trying not to reply. He asked the same question again, this time in between licking her clit and pussy. She whispered "good". While he licked her clit, he was finger popping her. He then stopped and asked "How about the real thing?" He was pointing at his dick. My mom raised her head to look and see. She then put her head back down and said "This has gone to far, no more." He pleaded saying "I just want to put two inches inside, just to see how it feels, i am learning a lot, please it will be quick. I won't even move. Just two inches." She said "My husband is coming home soon from work and my son is upstairs, and its not right. I am not a cheat." Nate just said two inches. He grabbed the base of his cock and started to guide it towards her hole. She knew it was coming and said "Hurry then, and no moving, two inches only." His black meat entered her pussy. He said"Its soo wet, i think three inches went inside." He laughed and my mom broke his laughter and told him to pull out. He said hold on and started to jerk his hips back and forth a little. My mom said stop that. He teased her saying"Don't you want to feel the rest of me, i think i am seven inches. bigger than your husband's." She said "Your moving it, stop it please." But he kept on doing his mini strokes back and forth. He said "Just chill, take a deep breath, and close your eyes." She did as told, he then pushed his black ass deeper and his cock was balls deep in her. He held it there, my mom then opened her eyes in disbelief and then she rolled her eyes in pleasure. He asked "How is it?". She opened her eyes and remarked "Its so big." He then asked "Can i fuck you now?" She just nodded her head yes. He then began the assault on her pussy slowly, she mentioned to him to make it quick, cause I was upstairs and can't get caught for this. He was operating nice and slow, with his long strokes. I saw that this got my mom worked up, she was moaning from time to time. She peeked downwards to see his cock slide in and out of her, then she closed here eyes and bit her lower lip again. He made comments how good her pussy felt and is better than jacking off at home. I heard him saying that he always wanted to get in her pants and didn't know it was possible until now. He yelled "Fuck this feel to damn good, it feels like velvet glove on my dick. You one bad mama!" My mom told him to stay quiet and hurry. He replied "Make me, make me stay quiet. kiss me,kiss me now." He leaned in as his dick is in balls deep. She initially refused by turning her cheek. He then wrapped his arms around my mom's upper back, with that she looked at him. He then went to kiss her and she obliged. He was darting his tongue in her mouth and she accepted the offer. My dick was getting sore from watching this porno like action in my own living room. He motioned for her to flip over and now she was on top of him. When they changed position, his dick never slipped out of her, not skipping a beat. They also were making out as they changed position. She just sat on his entire dick, it was completely disappeared inside her. When he saw she wasn't moving, he grabbed my mom's two ass cheeks and began to squeeze them. He started to pump his meat at a fast pace. She was holding onto his chest for support and moaning a bit louder this time. 

I then heard the garage door opening, knowing well that it was my dad coming back from work! I had limited time to cover up what's going on. I then approached them, Nate saw me and stopped fucking her. My mom's back was towards me and didn't know i was there. She asked Nate "What's wrong, why did you stop?" Nate looked at me with a smile and said "Hey man, a nigga got to nut. Your mom is just helping a brother out. We cool right?" I said "Get up, my dad is home." By then my mom knew i was there and jumped of his dick. She try to cover up her bra covered tits and bare pussy. I saw sex juices around her inner thighs. He said "Oh shit, thanks man." He got up and took hold of my mom's forearm and lead her upstairs. All i saw was two half naked people running up the stairs, especially my trailing mother's ass jiggling as she ran. I thought to myself, what is he up to and shouldn't he try to get out. I then had to pick up the loose article of clothing they left behind. I picked up my mom's panties, his shorts,her nightgown,etc.. I made sure the area was clear of any suspicion by my dad. I don't think he would ever imagine his wife fucking a teenager in the middle of the living room. I retreated back to my room, before i entered i heard Nate. He said "Don't worry about him, he is cool with it. He helped us back there. Lets just finish." When i went in i saw Nate had my mom on the edge of my bed. He had her legs sprawled out and the tip of his dick entering her orifice once again. He placed a hand on my mom's chest to push her to lay down. He was in the middle of calming her down while getting another go at it. Her legs hanging of the bed. I think she was more worried about my reaction to all of this. How her slut like actions will result in me losing respect for her. For me, the jealousy was slowing fading away into pure lust. He saw me and said "I was just telling your mom that you are cool with it, and not to worry about you." He added "I am making sure she gets the relief she needs and gets the best." With that being said, he slammed his cock deep with her legs on his shoulders. She quickly grabbed my pillow and screamed into it. He paused to look at me, to see my reaction. I was thinking, why he thinks i am cool with all of this, and why is he thinking for me. He was lucky that, i also was horny from watching and not completely upset with him. Now my mom removed the pillow from her mouth and looked over at me as well. It seemed like they were trying to get consent from me. With all the thoughts going through my head and seeing the compromising position they were in. Their pelvis touching,my mom's legs in the air, his dick hidden in her womb. There wasn't any real need of my consent. I think my consent would calm my mother down and let her continue her interracial affair in peace. In my mind i wanted to see the climax and see this other side of my mother being unleashed. I then said"I guess continue what you guys started, just keep it low." He said "Thanks man, I owe you on." The door of my room was closed and i pulled my computer chair and sat. I watched as Nate took off his shirt and then pulled down the straps of my mom's bra. He told her to take it off. She reached behind and unclasped it. Both garments were on the floor now. By now i could see white stuff forming around his cock, it was coming from my mom. She was getting into it and was showing now. He was sucking on her tits and tweaking them. Her nipples became even more stiff. She told him NOT to stop. She would bite into the pillow from time to time. He was beating away his meat inside her. He made a sly comment "Sure beats jerking off at home, i got the real deal here." I couldn't sit back and take that comment, i told him "I guess i get to fuck your mother now?" He said "Yeah you wish, if she lets you." Not that i wanted too cause his mom is a bit out of shape. I think he got annoyed when i mentioned his mom, what a hypocrite. He said "Whenever i want to get my rocks off, i will just come here. Isn't that right Mrs. V? We will do this again and again." She just shook her head no. He stopped fucking her and asked "No?!" She pleaded for him not to stop. He said firmly "I ask again, I can come over and fuck you whenever?" As he waited for her reply, he moved and inch or two to remind her how good it felt. The vein of his dick must be pulse-sating inside of her, his think member teasing my mom. She then nodded yes. He asked "What does that mean?" She spoke "Yes yes.....come whenever."  Nate asked "To do what?" She continued "You can come whenever to fuck me, just fuck me now." He said "That sounds more like it, now shut up and kiss me." Her arms locked around his neck and both had tongues down their throats. She also wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him in. Then a knock at the door. My dad spoke "What you doing? Where is your mom?" I told him she is still out. He asked to come in. I threw all their clothes into my closet. They had broken of the kiss but was still in braced. I instructed them to get inside the closet. Nate just simply bear hugged my mom and carried her over there. My mom holding on tight with her legs still wrapped around him. His cock still buried inside her. They sat on a pile of clothes in the closet. I closed the closet and let my dad in. He asked again what i was doing. I said"Oh nothing, just studying." He said "Alright, i think your mom may come home late. She hasn't gone out in a long time. Have some dinner. Oh and i think she forgot her cell phone." He asked if she called. I said "Oh yeah, she did. She said it would be late and not to wait up." He said that he is very tired, is gonna take a quick shower and sleep. He then exited, I locked the door behind him. I opened the closet door and both of them fell forward still kissing. Nate was on top of my mother pounding away. I said take it easy man. He broke of the kiss, saying "I am ready to nut man. Are you ready ma, are you ready to come?" Looking down at my mother, Nate took hold of both titties and pulling at her nipples. She said "YES YES, go ahead, i am ready!" He was banging harder than ever before, balls slapping noises filled the room. More white foam was gathering, my mom was certainly ready to come. I was worried if my dad could hear, but then i heard the shower running. I looked down and saw my mom coming. She had her eyes closed, toes curling,her hands clutching Nate's biceps,legs spreading wide and then closing. Her hips raised to met his hips. She was grasping for air. All she said was "oh shitt." I never really heard her curse before or imagined her fucking. Seeing is believing. Nate got the green light to come now. About two minutes later he said "Oh shit here it comes, ahhhhhhh!" He pulled out his dick and jerked his seed out onto my mom's stomach and tits. His sperm had the distance and was thick. He rolled over and lay by my mom. My mom looked up at all the gooey substance on her. She asked me for a towel. I had to give up my towel under the circumstances. She wiped her self down clean, the towel was very damp from their sex juices. Nate finally spoke "Damn mama, that was some good pussy you have there. I don't think i have any more man juice after that one." He laughed and said he could just fall asleep right there. My mom spoke with a surprising smile to her face "Just how old are you again?" He said "You know i am your son's age. But i had experience with my friend's white mom. Thats a long story and it all happened where i used to live." He added "I guess i get welcomed by the neighborhood moms." Me and my mom were shocked to hear of his experience, he never told me that before. May be he thought i would get offended and think he was coming onto my mom. Well there is no point now, he got into my mom's pants. Son of a bitch. The question remains, is this going to be a regular activity for the two. That question was soon answered. He got up and put on his clothes. He said "Its late, i gotta go. When are you free tomorrow?" He wasn't asking me, he was asking my mother. She looked up and replied "After four,why you ask?" He said "Cool, come over my place. No one will be home." He finished the sentence with a wink. My mom replied "Ok, i will come." Nate gave me a pound and said "And I will se you on monday at school." He left the room with swagger in his step, he knew that my mom's pussy was his for the taking. I had to confirm this and asked my mom while she was getting dressed. "Are you really going over his house tomorrow? You know what he wants right?!" She was pulling up her panties in front of me while her ass was facing me. She simply told me "You did a mistake today, then i made a mistake today. Now we have to pay for it. I don't want him telling your dad or anyone else about what happened today. That means i have to go there tomorrow and take care of business." I thought to myself pure bullshit. My mom loved every minute and wanted more. I could use this as blackmail down the road, so i stayed quiet as she left the room. This was her way of teaching me a lesson..........to be continued

                                                                            To Take a Thief - Chapter III

        I could hardly wait for Tuesday, Monday I bought a vacuum cleaner and one of those 'Swiffer Wet' things as well as a bunch of other cleaning supplies. I didn't have anything in the house besides Dishsoap, Laundry Detergent and an old broom.

        After work on Tuesday I started a Salmon Casserole, I made sure it was enought to feed four, I figured Gabriel would take the leftovers for her sister. Soon after I put it in the oven, the door bell rang. This would be the first time she came in through the front door. (Ha ha;)

        I opened the door and there she was. Gorgeous! Her silky locks up in a bun, white long sleve blouse, black skirt cut about two inches above the knee. It looked like she had on hose, and a pair of two inch black pumps, slightly worn. Just a touch of makeup and a white silk scarf loosely tied around her neck. Can you say 'Godess'? I sighed as I'd only dreamed of women this lovely, seen them on the internet, and wondered where in the world I could find one. Now one was standing right in front of me, with a loving smile on her face intended for me.

        I drank in her loveliness for a second, before I invited her in, I started to close the door, then paused and opened it again, looking outside. I looked back at Gabiel and asked, "Where's your sister?" She replied, "Uhm, back, in the room." I asked, "Why didn't you bring her along, I'd love to meet her." She replied, "She can't, not now." She seemed nervous, so I asked, "What? Is she not feeling well?" She brightened up and nodded, "Si, yes, she is not feeling well." I said, "Well you are both invited for dinner on Friday." She asked, "Friday?" and paused in thought, I was about to reminder her that she was to come over twice a week, when she smiled and nodded, "Friday. Yes. Friday she will be better."

        I showed her where the vacuum cleaner was, the swiffer, broom and other cleaning supplies, and she set about right away. I watched her every second, I couldn't take my eyes off her. That lovely face, that gorgeous body, even the way she moved was sexy. It was the first time I ever got  hardon watching someone vacuuming the living room rug. I couldn't see any pantylines under that skirt, was she not wearing panties again? I pushed that thought from my mind, if I thought about that, I'd end up fucking her all night long.

        About an hour later, I was insisting that Gabriel use the dishwaser, and was showing her how to load it when the oven beeped. Gabiel nearly jumped out of her skin. I told her, "That's just the oven, dinner is ready." She visibly relaxed, I wondered what that was about but decided not to ask. We left the dishwasher for later, deciding we could put the dinner dishes in it as well.

        She loved the casserole and I put the rest in a tupperware container for her to take home. I put it in a bag with some flatware and a Vitamin Water. We finished loading the dishwasher and while she was bending over, I started wondering whether or now she was wearing panties again. I started to push the thoughts from my mind again, or I'd end up fucking her all night long. Then I thought, 'What am I waiting for? Why shouldn't I fuck her all night long?' I let my mind wander back to her panties, or lack thereof. and I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into my arms. She melted into my embrace and rested her head against my chest, (damn that felt good). She looked up and me and said, "I have more cleaning..." I interupted her, "The only thing you have left to clean is my pipes." She looked at me, she didn't understand. I'd have to explain it to her sometime, right now I had more pressing issues, and one of them was pressing against my zipper.

        I kissed her and grabbed two generous handfuls of that gorgeous booty! It was nice the way each firm round cheek fit so well in each hand. I squeezed then massaged around it felt silky smooth, but I felt NO PANTIES. I love that! I asked her, "Are you wearing panties?" She looked down and quietly replied, "Perdon, no." I lifted her chin and kissed her softly and replied, "I love it when you don't wear any panties!" She looked at me, "Si?" I nodded, "Si, si ,si!" as I grabbed her ass and lifted her up until we were eye to eye. She giggled and I kissed her as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back. She pulled her head back and told me, "I am wearing pantimedias." I asked, "Pantimedias?" I let her down and she replied, "Pantimedias." as she hiked her skirt up she rubbed her leg, I reched down and rubbed her leg, feeling the smooth sheer nylon. She repeated, "Pantimedias." I replied. "Pantyhose!" She smiled, "Pantyhose." I told her, "Take off your skirt!" She smiled and asked "Por que?" I replied, "No panties, plus pantyhose, equals very HOT. You can take off that skirt, now! Or I'll rip it off your sexy body!" she quickly reached back and released the skirt and let it drop to the floor.

        I reached around and grabbed that nylon covered ass and picked her up again, looking into her eyes. I told her, "Next time I tell you to do something, don't ask why, you do it. Understand?" she looked down and said, "Perdon." I replied, "I'm afraid I'm sorry isn't going to cut it. I think you need a spanking?" She looked up at me unsure, I smiled and said, "Zurrarme." She took a deep breath, you could tell she was getting wet already, you could see the excitement in her eyes.

        I let her back down and pushed her up next to the table. and bent her over it. She stood back up I looked sternly at her. Her hands came up to her neck and she untied the neckerchief, then she laid it across my hand, bent back over the table and crossed her wrists behind her back. I almost came in my pants. I told her, "Take off the blouse and bra first." She immediatly, without question stood up and gave me the sexiest look I've ever seen as she slowly started unbuttoning her blouse. I almost came in my pants AGAIN! As her blouse slipped off her shoulders I pulled her close and unhooked her bra. She let it slide down her arms I reached up and caressed those firm, round globes. So nice! She asked, "Should I take off my... pantyhose?" I replied, "No, leave the pantimedias, and the zapatos. They're sexy." She smiled, "You like my shoes?" I replied, "I just said they were sexy." She paused and said, "You spoke spanish, you called my shoes, zapatos." I replied, "I do have some Latino freinds, I've picked up a word or two. I don't know why I remembered 'zapatos' I guess I just like the sound of that word. Kind of like zurrarme." She smiled and said, "I like the sound of the english word spanking. I won't forget it again." then she bent back over the table putting her hands behind her back.

        I tied her hands vertically, instead of horizontally. That way I could easily push her arms up her back and away from her ass. I looked down at that silky brown ass, she had completely recovered from the spankings I'd given her over the weekend. It looked so pristine, and innocent. I just laid my hand on that beautiful butt and began caressing the satin feel of the nylon stretched across that firm backside. I slipped my hand down between her legs and felt the damp fabric over her sweet pussy. I was right, just the thought of getting spanked was making her wet. Of course, maybe the fact that her hands were also restrained could have added to that moisture (I hope).

        I raised my hand and gave her a good hard whack. She let out one of those damn-sexy, high-pitched. yelps. I sighed, "I love when you do that!" She asked, "Perdone?" I replied, "Don't apologize. I said, I love when you do that!" she turned back, as much as she could, and asked, "Que?" She didn't know what I was talking about so I explained, "That short sexy scream that you let out when I spank you. That is so damn sexy! I love it?" She bit her lower lip and smiled, she looked so darn cute. This amazing woman is driving me crazy, and I love it.

        I could see my pink handprint on her firm brown ass. It looked lonely so I gave her another one centering more on the other cheek. She let another sexy, squeal slip out of her lovely throat.  She looked so good like that. Those heels set off her legs so nicely. I wondered how a 4 or 5 inch heel would look supporting those sexy legs. I had to push the thought from my mind, or I really WOULD come in my pants.

        I continued to spank her at a steady pace, giving her time to yelp, and giving me time to admire the way her lovely bottom turned from nice warm brown, to a nice hot pink. It looked so good, SHE looked so good. I couldn't take it anymore and had to have her. I stood behind her and started taking off my clothes. She reached down and started trying to tug done her pantyhose. I pushed her arms back up and said, "Did I ask you to do that?" I gave her ten more swats, the last one a sideways splat across her drenched pussy. I had an idea, and told her, "Don't move!" I don't think it was neccesary, as she was obviously in the middle of an orgasm from that pussy smack.

        I ran up stairs and grabbed a pair of scissors, and a condom, since I was not going to last, and probably blow my wad in that tight pussy. I'm not ready for a kid yet. As an afterthought I grabbed a couple of old narrow ties I got from my dad. I then dashed back downstairs to my well spanked goddess.

        First I decided to fix her arms, I didn't want her to be able to pull down anything. I untied her hands, when she tried to get up, I held her down. I tied one end of a narrow tie to her left wrist. then I put it next to her right elbow I wrapped both of her forearms together, completely imobilizing her arms and tiying off the other end on her right wrist. I used th scissors to carefully cut out the small cotton panel in the crotch of her pantyhose. It wasn't easy to cut, it was soaking wet. By then I had been overcome by the aroma of her sweet pussy. I dove in and started licking her pussy. She moaned wildly and orgasmed instantly. I wondered what trigger that. Was it the way I tied her arms (I hope)?

        This angle wasn'y working for me thorough that small hole in her pantyhose, even though Gabriel was attempting to adjusting her hips to accomodate me. I backed off and turned her around pushing her back onto the table. She raised her legs and spread them wide, I dove in again, the taste was wonderful. I loved eating this sweet little pussy. The feel of her firm nylon cover thighs against the sides of my head was erotic, to say the least, and I loved the way her heels were digging into my back. I lapped up all I could get on the outside, then plunged my tongue inside for some more. I licked and sucked up all I could, then started sucking on her clit to coax another climax out of her. It didn't take long before she came again. I was getting used to the way she squeezed my head with her thighs and was ready for it. I could breath now, but my lungs were filling with her scent. Nothing wrong with that. She started coming down, and as soon as her thighs released me I lapped up her come like a eager puppy dog.

        I looked up and saw an amazing sight. It seemed there was a delightful side effect to the way I tied her arms. It was causing her back to arch which caused her breasts to jut out proudly. I pulled her to her feet, she was a bit shakey. I caressed her breasts, the looked really nice like that. She sighed as I gently rubbed her nipples. She leaned up against me, her head against my chest, `and I supported her. I asked, "How do you like the way I tied your arms." She softly sighed, "Impotente... indefenso..." I smiled and said, "I really need to learn spanish." She gasped and sighed, "Oh... uhm... Helpless... I can't stop you... I'm yours..." The way she said that, it was so sexy. I had to have her. I kissed her hard then laid her back on the table. I slipped on the condom, slipped it through the hole in her pantyhose, and pressed it aginst her tiny vigina. She sighed "Ah Dios, si, si" I replied, "Okay, okay, but quit calling me Dios." I pushed into her as she wrapped her hose covered legs around my waist. As I forced the head of my penis into that tight little pussy, her heels dug into my ass cheeks.

        As usual it was slow going forcing my erection into her extremely tight love tunnel. I kind of missed the silky feel of the gripping walls of her pussy, but it was still so hot and tight inside there, it felt really good. Once I was all the way in, I started a good stroking motion going. She started letting out those sexy yelps with each thrust onto her. It drove my passion even higher, and I think she knew it! I picked up the pace, and started going faster, she started squealing louder. That drove my passion even higher. I decided if that was what she wanted, that was what she was going to get, and I started hammering her sweet, sweet pussy, like a jackhammer.

        Her breast were bouncing around comically as I slammed my cock onto her. I heard that now familiar cry as she orgasmed again. It was really wet now and I could hear that sucking sound as I drew my cock back, and a wet squish as I drove deep into her. I grabbed her sexy thighs and used them for leverage, trying to ramm my cock even deeper into her pussy, she gasped, before continuing her her sexy yelps. I was getting close to losing it. I bent over her and grabbed her shoulders to drive into her even harder.  I mashed her breasts against my chest and kissed her hard. She cried into my mouth as she started to orgasm again. I lost it and blasted off myself, blowing what felt like a gallon of come into that condom. Good thing I put it on.

        I paused for a few moments just savoring the tight warmth, before I pulled my now totally limp penis out of her tight pussy. I looked down and there was no condom. I looked through the hole in her pantyhose, at her pussy and saw the open end of the condom, hanging out of there. I quickly pulled it out and went in for another sip of her nectar, and I got a mouthful. As she laid there on the table I went to the bathroom to relieve my bladder, and flush the condom. When I came back out she was off the table, still tied up and on her knees. She sexily licked her lips and looked at my limp dick. I didn't waste any time I walked right up to her and let her take my flacid penis into her sexy mouth.

        She was good at this, and it appeared she enjoyed doing it. What was the down side with this woman? She seemed perfect in every way. She did a great job cleaning my house, and was now doing a wonderful job cleaning my pipes. She continued to suck my cock as it grew on in her oral caress, and it felt great. I pulled out a chair and slowly sat down. I remembered this position a few nights ago, but those dark eyes didn't have fire in the now. As she looked up at me I saw only love in those eyes. For some strange reason, that really turned me on. I grew hard in about 30 seconds, she seemed very happy. I figured she wanted anal sexy so I stood up, and pulled my cock from her mouth, she cried, "No!" I stopped and looked at her. She looked down and said, "I'm sorry, but I was hoping to drink your... uhm... esperma?" I laughed and asked her, "You mean my come?" She eagerly nodded, "Si! Yes!" I told her, "Beg me for it." She smiled and said, "Please let me drink your come!" I asked her, "How you gonna get it?" She paused and thought, she opened her mouth, but before she could say anything I told her, "Beg for it." She smiled again and beamed, "Please, Por favor, let me suck your cock, until you come into my mouth, so I can drink your seed. Please Thomas!" I smiled, "Since you asked so nicely..." as I sat back down in the chair.

        With a huge smile she resumed sucking my cock. I smiled down at her and asked, "You want to learn how to do that even better." She eagerly nodded, and told her, "It won't be easy and it might be a little uncomfortable to learn. Do you still want to do it?" She paused her blow job and asked, "Is it good for you?" I nodded, "It feels simply wonderful, but not all women can do it, and there are even fewer who are willing to try." She nodded, "I will try. I want to learn. I want to do the best felecion I can." I smiled and asked "Felacion?" she replied, "Sorry, I want to give you the best blow-job I can." I replied, "No, I think I like that word better, it sounds classier. And you are too classy to give a blow-job, from now on you only give felacions." She nodded and restated, "I want give the best felacion I can for you." I smiled, and said, "Good girl."

        I pulled her head forward and she lowered her sensuous lips sucking my penis into her mouth. It was now too long for her to get it all in her mouth, and it was still growing. I allowed her to stroke it Up and down a few times. It felt great but it was time to make it even better. I asked, "Ready?" she nodded so I pushed her down until my penis hit the back of her throat. She lost suction as she gagged, and pulled back. I told her, "Try your best to not gag on it." She started sucking again and I pushed her down and again she gagged, and pulled back. I told her, don't get discouraged, keep trying. This time I didn't have to push, with tears in her eyes from the gagging she went down herself taking me all the way to the back of her throat. She did gag again but didn't pull back. She kept me in her mouth and quickly resumed sucking. I encouraged her, "Your doing great so far, you'll get it."

        I took her about 10-15 minutes before she could take me all the way to the back of her throat, without gagging. She seemed almost jubilant. I smiled and told her, "Very good, ready for the next step." She paused, the thought that was it, but she nodded. I could tell she wasn't expecting what was next. I adjusted my hips and her so her mouth and neck were more or less straight. I held her head with my cock at the back of her throat, and pushed my cock down her throat. Her eyes went wide as I pushed my cock all the way down her throat until her nose was in my pubic hair. It felt amazing as her esophagus was tighter than her mouth. She tried to get away, but I held her there for about 5 seconds, then let her go. She popped back up gasping and coughing. She gasped, "I no can't breath!" I smiled and said, "Sorry I should have warned you about that. You should take a deep breath before you take it down. But that's it, you did it and it felt wonderful. Could you try it some more?"

        She looked at me and asked, "That is what you like?" I nodded, "It feels amazing!" she smiled and asked, "Take a deep breath, then do it." I nodded. She sucked my penis into her warm mouth, she took me to the back of her throat three times, then took a deep breath and took the plunge. Doing it herself she maintained lip contact and I felt her lucious lips slide down to the base of my rigid cock. I sighed, "OH WOW!" she stayed there, I loved it, I looked down and saw her starting to turn red. I pulled her back ands she gasped for air and said, "This is not easy." I replied, "You don't have to keep it down there, It's like the other way. You take it down, hold it for a few seconds then slide back up and breath throurgh your nose, then go down, and do it again." She laughed and said, "Oh! That should be much easier."

        With more confidence she went back down again and quickly took the plunge and took me down her throat. She held it for a few blissful seconds then slipped it back up. I sighed, "Wonderful!" She seemed really proud of herself, as she quickly tried it again. The feeling of her lips sliding down to the base of my cock, her nose in my pubic hair while the head of my penis slipped into her tight esophagus. I sighed, "This won't take much longer," and it didn't, as she quickly mastered maintaining suction throughout the entire process. I wanted it to last, but this felt so good, it became clear I was going to lose it and quickly. I shot my first wad directly down her throat. She felt it and quickly drew back and caught the rest in her sweet mouth, pausing to swallow twice, and sucking me until I stopped her because it was too sensitive.

        She smiled up at me and I smiled down and told her, "That was by far, the best felacion that I have ever had!" She smiled with obvious pride. I reached around and Untied one wrist then helped her get her arms free. She straddled me sitting on my lap and wrapping her arms around me, I told her, "Muchos Gracias." as I kissed her. She rubbed her gorgeous body against mine as we kissed, those sensuous legs in pantyhose felt erotic.  I lifted her up a little bit and started sucking on her firm breasts. I loved these things, so firm they could stand up without a bra, yet still so feminine soft. Perfect! Just another perfect thing about her.

        I enjoyed myself with thos lucious lovlies for quite a while she reached back and stroked my penis back to full mast. Then she lowered herself down, and guiding my stiff prick through the hole in her pantyhose, and right up her ass. WAS THIS WOMAN GREAT OR WHAT!

        She leaned back to get it in deeper, as she raised her knees along my sides. I slipped my arms under her legs and put those nylon clad gams up over my shoulders. She put her hands on my knees as she rolled back, driving my cock deeper into her ass. The hole was starting to rub against the bottom of my cock, to I yanked on the back of her pantyhose. That fixed it. I pushed her hips down and drove my erection the rest of the way up her ass. She squealed! That set me off, I started bouncing her on my lap with my arms ahd my hips, driving my wood up her ass repeatedly, she contunied that sexy squeak with each thrust. This woman had my number, and I didn't care. She knew how to drive me wild, and I liked going there, as much as she like taking me there.

        I drove into her ass again and again, with her legs laying up my chest, over my shoulders, her hands on my knees. She was using her legs and arms to help me drill her ass, how cool was that! Her breasts gently bounced to our rythym. Her ass was so tight. I had a flash of an idea and strted rubbing her clit through the pantyhose. She gasped and a few seconds later, she arched her back and cried out, that now familiar cry. I got what I needed too as her anus clenched up like a warm and wonderful vise! The pain was exquisite. As soon as she came down I took one stroke and I balsted off blowing huge wads of streaming come up into her sweet sexy ass.

        She had slipped down so her elbows were on my knees, as she panted. I told her, "I don't know if I have the strenght to get you off my lap." She smiled and replied, "Then I say here." I laughed and said, "I don't have any problem with that." She managed to get her hands back on my knees and with a groan, dragged my limp penis from her tight little ass. She let her legs fall off my shoulders as she leaned forward into my chest. She rested her head on my chest and just let me hold her for a while. It felt nice just to hold her. I drifted off to sleep.

        I woke up about a couple hours later still sitting on that chair, with a blanket from my bedroom over me. Somehow she slipped off me, covered me, got dressed and left without waking me. I'm not sure how she did it, but she did. I got up and dragged my ass and my blanket up to my bedroom and into bed. It was a good night, and I was going to sleep well.


                                                The End



See what a Friday afternoon on the train can do. I finally finished this.

 Thank you all so much for all the postitve feedback, as long as you keep encouaging me I'll keep the chapters coming. As to how old Gabiel is, that's a surprise, you'll kind out soon. after he meets Mariel, and you find out how old she is.

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I skied to the porch and took my skis off leaning them on the wall under the overhang. Â I knocked and heard the bark of a large dog inside. Â After a couple of minutes I knocked again, thinking how silly it was to knock with the racket the dog was making. Â The door opened a crack and the barrels of a double-barreled shotgun pocked out.

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“Who is it?” a female voice demanded.  The door was open just enough for the shotgun but not enough for the dog to get out, although he was trying.

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“My name is John Kelly.  I need help.  My snowmobile broke down yesterday afternoon and I have been skiing constantly looking for help.  I’m almost done in.  I mean you no harm.”

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The shotgun was withdrawn and she told the dog to shut up in a stern voice.  The dog instantly obeyed.  She opened the door and told me to come in and go over by the fireplace.  She told me to put another log on the fire as she closed the door.  I only got a glimpse of her silhouette as I shuffled to the life-giving warmth.  I put on another log and pulled off my coat, gloves, and scarves.  As I kneeled in front of the fireplace holding out my hands the feeling started coming back – pins and needles to the extreme.  I moaned but kept my hands in the warmth without getting too close.  She came back into the room handing me a hot cup of coffee. Â

“It’s left over, but still hot.”

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“Thanks.”  It tasted like the best drink I ever had: hot and strong without being bitter.

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She stepped into the light of the fireplace and I saw her. Â She had a dark complexion and sharp features indicating no fat on her face at all. Â Her eyes were dark brown and flashing, missing nothing. Â When she smiled her teeth were snow white and except for an eyetooth that had a little crook in it, perfect.

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She put some blankets on the couch and told me to sleep on the couch.  “Take off those wet clothes and put them around the fireplace to dry.  Don’t put your boots too close or they will get hard.  I’ll see you in a few hours.  Oh, by the way, don’t try to pet the dog.  He will bite.  If he wants you to pet him, he’ll put his nose in your hand, otherwise just leave him be.”

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I striped down to my long johns and laid all my clothes around the fireplace watching the steam rise from them. Â I found the pillow she had placed under the blankets and stretched out on the couch covering myself with the hand-made blankets. Â I was asleep instantly. Â I awoke looking into the eyes of the largest dog I had ever seen. Â He was sitting looking at me from about 2 feet and it was a little unnerving, considering the warning I had received earlier. Â There was a smell of coffee coming from somewhere along with a smell of baking bread. Â Slowly, minding the dog, I sat up and stretched.

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“What’s your dog’s name?” I hollered.

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From a room behind me came the reply.  “Brutus.”

“Do you have an outhouse?”

“Of course.  Out the door to your right.  Mind the storm.  It’s about 40 below right now and the wind is blowing at about 70 miles an hour.� A real blizzard.”

I got dressed, pulled on my coat and gloves and opened the door.  Brutus brushed by me and ran to the right.  Fortunately the door was on the leeward side of the storm so no wind came into the cabin.  I headed toward the outhouse and saw the horizontal snow going past the cabin.  It was screaming.  I don’t know how I slept with the noise.  I spotted the outhouse and stepped inside.  When I dropped my pants and flap exposing my bare flesh to the cold it really woke me up.  I was glad when I finished so I could cover up again.  Brutus was waiting for me at the door wanting in.  I noticed that the snow on his back had not even started to melt.  Good insulation.  After washing up I went to the kitchen and she was just pouring the coffee.

Breakfast was fabulous. Â There were home-made biscuits about 6 inches across and light and flaky. Â Scrambled eggs with some strange looking stuff in it but tasted delicious. Â Some unknown meat and she placed a bowl on the table saying it was for the biscuits. Â She said it was a mixture of sweet cream, butter, and apricots. Â I asked her about the meat and ingredients in the eggs. Â She said the meat was bear meat. Â It was the back strap, or the meat between the spine and ribs in the depression where the muscles lay. Â The eggs contained wild onions, wild garlic, wild mushrooms, and home made cheese.

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After breakfast I started to help her clean up, but she told me to go into the next room and take a bath.  “No offense, Kelly, but you’re a little ripe.”  Since I could smell myself, I agreed and stepped into the other room.  There was a washbasin and a large kettle of hot water waiting.  “Sorry, no shower here.  You’ll have to take a standup washcloth bath.  Just put on that flannel robe and I’ll wash out your long johns and other clothes when I wash mine in a while.”

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I stripped and was washing when she opened the curtain to get my clothes.  I had one foot up on a stool and was leaning back washing my ass so she had a good view.  I dropped my foot and moved my hands to cover myself saying she should have knocked.  “It’s my house – I don’t knock.  Besides, you have nothing to be ashamed of, and after a bit let’s talk about utilizing that tool.”

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I could not believe what I just heard. Â I was just propositioned by this great looking girl that I just met. Â She pickup up my clothes and carried them away. Â After bathing I slipped on the robe and carried the water to the door and threw it into the snow. Â When I came back in she was pouring hot water into a large tub with a rub board. Â I asked her what her name was and she said it was Barbara. Â She told me to go sit in front of the fireplace and she would be out directly.

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I sat in front of the fire listening to the wind blow when Brutus came, jumped onto the couch and put his head in my lap scooting his nose under my hand.  I started petting him and he went to sleep.  When Barbara came in and saw Brutus in my lap she laughed.  “I guess Brutus approves of you, Kelly.  I think I do, too.  Let’s go to my bedroom.  I need you to make love to me.  It’s been over two years since I had a boyfriend and seeing you in there made me so horney I can hardly stand it.  I got up and she took me by the hand leading me into her bedroom.  The bed was huge and entirely hand made.  The mattress was hand sewn and about two feet thick.  The blankets were hand made and heavily quilted.  The sheets, however, appeared to be satin.�

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“Who made the bed?”

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“My grandfather made the bed and my grandmother, mother, and her sisters made the mattress and quilts.  The sheets are silk and were a present to my mother by a Chinese gentleman she knew many years ago.  They are over 50 years old and just as good as new.  I love sleeping on them.”

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She started striping and was nude within a minute.  I could only stand and watch, and getting this extremely hard erection.  I noticed some scars on her back and right side under her breast, but before I could ask about them she had ripped off the robe.  Looking down, she said, “Oh, yes.  I’m going to enjoy that.”  I pulled her to me and kissed her with as much tenderness as I could, but she was like an animal, throwing me to the bed and climbing onto me.  She was already wet and wanted no foreplay.  She climbed up onto me and impaled herself on my erection.  When I was all the way into her, she sat there enjoying the feel of me.  She leaned over and started humping me like a piston.  Faster and faster she went until she was rubbing her pubic bone against me so hard it was starting to hurt.  She climaxed and starting pounding me taking longer and longer strokes until I came, also.  Then she lay on me holding me inside her.

“Don’t move.  Just lay still and let me enjoy this.”

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I did not move and also enjoyed the feeling of her on top of me.  As our breathing returned to normal, she rolled off me and snuggled up under my arm, pulling the covers over us.  Within a minute she was sound asleep.  I lay there for a bit and also went to sleep.  When I awoke about an hour later she had not moved.  I pulled the covers back and looked her over carefully.  She was tight, long muscled, and no fat anywhere I could see.  There was only a light fuzz where the pubic hair would have been, but she did not shave.  The same light hair was under her arms and on her legs.  It looked like she did not shave anywhere.  There were two curved scars in her right eyebrow and two ½ inch wide round scars under her breast about 4 inches apart.  They were puncture wounds of some sort.  Her breasts were just the right size for her build.  I would guess about a 34B.  Her areolas were small and only slightly darker than her skin.  Her nipples had reacted to the cool air and were standing erect.  Looking at her caused me to get another erection.  As it got hard it was rubbing against her hip.  Suddenly her hand closed over it startling me, since I thought she was still asleep.

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“Hello, Kelly.  I see you are ready for some more fun.”

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“Hello, Barbara.  Yes, but this time I want to make love to you.”

“Yeah, I’d like that.  I just needed some relief before.”

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I started by rolling her over against me and holding her. Â She maneuvered herself so that my erection slid between her legs and between her pussy lips. Â As I held her, she slowly moved back and forth rubbing my dick with her labia. Â I kissed her and slowly kissed down the side of her neck licking at that place where her jaw joins her neck, then down to the hollow of her neck and shoulder. Â I pushed her slowly onto her back as I kissed my way down to her breasts, kissing, sucking, nipping, and rolling her nipples with my fingers. Â We were both enjoying this activity. Â Continuing to caress her breasts with my hands, I kissed my way down stopping and kissing her scars, which caused her to jump. Â I continued down to her hip and then moved over between her legs. Â She opened wide as I licked up and down her slit, pausing to spend a little time at her hole and more time at her clit. Â She was moving involuntarily and when I nipped at her clit she hit me in the mouth with her pubic bone and had an orgasm. Â I held onto her as she bucked and continued to lick and nip her clit as she soared over to insensibility. I relaxed and let her come down. Â Just as she was starting to relax I slipped up entering her with a single thrust going all the way in, my balls hitting her. Â She gasped and threw her legs around me. Â I began to thrust slowly and deliberately. Â I would pull almost all the way out and then plunge in again, harder and harder. Â She started having a non-stop orgasm, yelling and moaning while bucking against me. Â I could feel that deep-down feeling creeping up and plunged down as deep as I could get. Â I held myself there as I came, hard, deep squirts almost hurting with their intensity. Â I had never had an orgasm like this before, and it lasted longer than any previous one. Â When I finished, I lay on her gasping for air.

I ran my finger over the scars in her eyebrow.  “Rifle scope?”

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“Yep,” she said, “Just like yours.”

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“How did you get the other scars – the round ones?”

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“When I was a small girl playing in the yard a mountain lion ran into the yard and grabbed me and started carrying me away.  That’s how I got the scars.  My 15-year old brother was chopping wood and ran over hitting the lion across the neck with the splitting mall.  He almost cut the cat’s head off with that swing, but he did sever the spine and the lion is stuffed and mounted in his house.  Daddy looked at the wounds the cat gave me, saw they weren’t very deep, so he used some bag bomb (that’s a wound cleanser for cow's udders) on the wounds, taped some gauze over them and the next day I was playing in the yard, again.”

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“Didn’t I feel some scars on your back?”

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“Yeah, nothing so exciting as yours, though.  Mine are from stupidity.  I was cutting down some trees with my chain saw and missed a dead stand in a tree.  When my tree fell, the dead stand came down and just about killed me.  Some dead branches punctured my lung and my dad had to cut the tree off me and take me up to the hospital in Kalispell.  It took about an hour to get there, and I almost died on the way.”

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We looked at each other’s scars, touched them, then touched other places.  We made love again and drifted off to sleep.  The blizzard lasted until nightfall the next day.  The next day we closed up the cabin for the season and got into her snowmobile and headed back to her house where I contacted my family to tell them where I was and I was all right.  Since I had not told them I was going, they didn’t even know I was missing.  Oh, well.

Barbara and I are engaged to be married. Â We have been dating for two years now and plan to get married in the spring. Â We spend at least a week in her cabin every few months and relive the great times we spent there. Â We never found my broken down snowmobile, but you can rest assured that I will never go into the woods alone, again.

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Prologue

Diun’ja was the greatest warrior his people had ever seen. He had won many battles and much honor. As was custom the strongest was chosen for the breeding as was his reward. A world was chosen to spread his seed and through this spread his perfection as his people saw it. It was an isolated world where his progeny could grow. Earth was its name and the inhabitants would be unaware of the true purpose of this alien visitor.

Mistaken for the Homeless

Diun’ja traveled from the landing site dressed in street clothes that his people had given him to better blend in. He was lured by the city lights of L.A. Even from a distance it drew his attention. In this place there were many opportunities to meet potential mates allowing him to spread his genetic material.

Diun walked the streets of Los Angeles taking in all the new sights. There were building he had never seen and many people dressed in strange garbs. He must have wandered a good portion of the city before he decided to rest. Uncaring of the cold he fell asleep on a park bench in the middle of a park. Diun awoke to feel something tap his foot and a woman’s voice. Shifting where he lay he caught sight of an attractive brunette in a uniform. It was the middle of the night and a full moon hung overhead. The badge she wore said police on it. Diun ignored her and went back to sleep. There was another tap on his sneakers this time more insistent. Annoyed he rolled over to face the cop and found a second one with black hair done up in a pony tail. She had tanned skin and the features of a Hispanic woman. Her body was tight and slender. This time she had been the one who had tapped his boot.

The other woman was backing up her partner when the black haired woman said, “Alright buddy time to get a move on or we’ll have to put you in the squad car and take you downtown.”

Diun disliked the threat that was implied in her voice and rose to his feet. Growling he returned the challenge staring down at the two women. The second one moved for her taser firing it at him. The jolt that would have put down a full grown human no matter what size he was didn’t bother Diun. For him the jolt was barely noticeable though it was clear what she tried to do. Picking up the dark haired one by her uniform he tossed her into the second one easily. The two women fell to the ground together unconscious from the impact. The attack now answered he moved off no longer interested in staying there. On his way out he found their cop car and to avoid possible pursuit he decided to put it out of commission.

Jessica and Patrice woke up to find the homeless man gone and rushed to the cop car. Exiting the park they found it laying there tipped over on the street. Looking inside they found the radio ripped out and the camera inside the car destroyed. Patrice pissed off kicked the side of the car. She couldn’t believe something like this had happened. It took awhile before her partner was able to calm her down. They decided to walk back to the station and possibly wave down a police car along the way before one of them spotted the perp up ahead.

Diun had just started walking away when he heard someone yell, “Freeze!” Standing in front of a wall he merely sprang over it landing in a crouch on the other side before continuing on. Both women looked at each other in disbelief. Finally Patrice after a moment led the way after him leaping to catch the top of the wall. Hoisting herself up she offered a hand to her partner who did the same. After landing on the other side they unholstered their guns continuing the pursuit.

“Shouldn’t we shouldn’t we just let this one go and call for backup?” Jessica said as they continued to follow his trail. Looking for any sign of him Patrice replied, “And tell them what? That we lost the perp after he somehow managed to knock us out, flip our car, and leap over a wall right in front of us? Are you nuts? They’ll laugh us right out of the station! Now come on!” Patrice said leading the way. Jessica was close behind when she saw Patrice disappear suddenly and she moved around a nearby corner.

Jessica wasn’t able to get a shot off as she followed and was caught by surprise with a punch to the gut. The wind knocked out of her she folded to the ground her legs giving out. Patrice was on the ground in a similar position holding her gut and barely keeping herself from puking. Looking up Jessica saw the perp looking down at them waiting to see if either of them got up. Both women’s bodies had never taken a punch that hard and would take them a little while to recover.

He picked up both their guns now loose on the ground and tossed them on the building they were leaning against. Satisfied that they were in no condition to follow he turned around. Patrice managed to catch her breath and got up. Charging she tried to leap on his back and catch him in a sleeper hold. Jessica’s partner had a good grip and had taken many other much larger opponents by doing just that. This time however Jessica saw the man quickly turn around and catch her with one hand by the throat.

Shaking his head in disgust at this continuing annoyance he decided that no other choice but to embarrass them to try to end this. He intended not to hurt them seriously and would hold back. Letting her go he ripped open her sleeve tossing it aside then backing away. Patrice not getting it attacked again with a punch only to lose another piece of her clothing. Jessica soon began to see the rules. Every time he was attacked Patrice would lose something. Deciding to hit him while he was distracted she aimed low for the back of his legs aiming with her nightstick. A hand caught her near the collarbone and squeezed before she could even bring the weapon to bare. Jessica’s eyes rolled up into her head as she passed out.

By the time she woke up Patrice was riding the man they had just been fighting. Sliding up and down on his cock she felt him cum coating her insides. Jessica was so shocked she could only stare at the whole scene aghast. Pushing Patrice’s heaving body off so she rolled onto her pile of clothes beside him Diun got up. Jessica was soon given a face to face with his huge member still stiff, and hard now wet with her friend’s juices. The moon light illuminated his tan skin and powerful form as smiled the smile of a predator stalking his prey. Even now his pheromones were beginning their work but Diun was growing impatient. He was beginning to like the softness of these human women. Even now he yearned to feel their velvety softness envelop his pole as he fucked Jessica as he had her friend.

The other one had been less resistant he found this one far more admirable. She reminded him of one of his own species’ women. Mating among his people were far more violent in comparison. A male had to prove his prowess by showing his strength. The act fueled their hormones of both causing the mating to become much more heated. The other one had begun to show him some new things before she finally lost it and mounted him riding him to the end. 

Grasping Jessica’s hips he pulled he up onto her knees. Positioning her in front of him he was given a pleasing view of her crouch. Ripping a big enough hole to expose her beautiful pussy he rubbed it with his fingers stroking her. Jessica sucked in a breath gasping at how good it felt. Slipping his fingers inside he copied his earlier actions with Patrice. Stroking her he teased her pussy until she begged for release. Smiling Diun slipped his cock in easing it in inch by inch. Grasping her hips he buried himself all the way up to the hilt. Jessica sighed in contentment as she felt his full length buried inside her Jessica’s body shivered with anticipation.

“Fuck me please fuck me!” Jessica cried out. Needing no more encouragement Diun gave Jessica what she wanted. Grasping her hips plunge his hips forward as he used her hips to pull her back against him giving hard deep thrusts. Building up a hard pace skin could be heard slapping against skin as their two bodies slammed together.

“Ah, ah, ah aaah!” Jessica screamed passionately a Diun hammered into her.

“I’m gonna cum!” Jessica yelled after ten minutes of this her body squirting out her juices all over him. Her whole body spasmed as the orgasm wracked her from head to toe. After pulling out his sperm on its way into her womb he got up and got dressed. Two women were now pregnant in this surprising turn of events.

Jessica was still gasping for air shivering in the cold night air when Diun left the two of them. It would take awhile before her or Patrice were in any condition to head home and get dressed. Both were sore but still feeling the effects of their orgasms as they tried to recover. Seeing him leave Jessica wondered who the stranger was and where had he come from? There was no doubt that she and Patrice would remember this night for the rest of their lives. They would call their sergeant later and try to explain how their car got flipped, and try to get it returned to the station. Even now Jessica knew they would have to lie. Who would believe the truth?

Sniffing his fingers Diun licked Jessica’s juices off his reveling in the taste. No one had told him how good human women tasted down there. Their cum tasted ever so sweet, and satisfying. His taste buds went wild as he licked his fingers clean his thoughts turned to idea of eventually getting more.

A Female Hiker

To avoid any further trouble from the police Diun decided to move away from the city for a while heading out to the hills. He had discarded most his clothes preferring to leave them behind once he reached the safety of the hills. Already he began to dislike their constriction and how they made his body feel hot as he hiked up the hill towards the Hollywood sign. He felt quite free like this without the restrictions of human clothes. A young female hiker was making her way up the path and spotted the naked man up the slope. His body well formed not too muscular. His species were not built to get much bigger for they were far denser than humans. Though his skin looked soft like theirs it was in fact stronger than any metal after dealing with strong gravity from his homeworld.

The woman stood dumbfounded looking at his alluring body every bit masculine. She made an audible gulp as he neared her, his pheromones filling her nostrils and making her body excited. She looked down in shock to find her nipples already hard and her pussy juices soaking her panties and pants.

She had extra set of clothes in her backpack and she would need them as Diun ripped open her shirt before planting a hard kiss on her. In a second movement he tore her pants open tossing them aside.

Monica a petite blond with small breasts and sexy curved ass stood now naked in front of the well-hung Diun. How all this had happened she didn’t know but she didn’t argue with her luck as he bent down and picked her up hoisting her right off the ground.

 The strange man must have been 6’4 towering over her at Monica’s height of 5’2. All the natural lube her body was producing was about to be put to the test as his massive member buried itself into her helpless body. Hanging off him she was jarred by the impact as he began to fuck her Monica’s orgasms coming all too fast. Every nerve in her body was so sensitive and she didn’t know how long she could last like this. Part of her felt like she was going to die by being fucked to death her body finally giving out under the strain. Monica felt like a rag doll and was loving every minute of it. Never before had she felt like this with every other man, and she didn’t want it to stop. Sweat covered her body and her breaths came in gasps. Monica felt like she was running a marathon as she seemed to climax without end against this seemingly tireless machine of a man.

With a loud growl she felt him cum inside her spurting his great load. Monica whimpered as she sensed that the experience was over and this strange man would leave her.

“Please don’t leave me. I have a house not far from here. You could spend the night there and leave in the morning if you wish.” Monica suggested hopefully. Diun nodded seeing such a thing could prove useful.

Helping her dress he carried her back to her home because her legs could no longer carry her for a time. Diun found clothes from one of her old boyfriends that he had left there inside her closet. Some of the more baggy sweats and t-shirts fit him and he picked the most ideal to wear. He had decided that though he might have to wear human clothing it was not necessary to be uncomfortable.

Before he left Monica begged for him to take her one more time. This time he experimentally tried a slower pace to see how she handled it. These human women appeared to be more fragile than the females of his species. It wouldn’t do to kill one of his mates so he tried things more slowly. Her responses to this change further encouraged this.

Monica wrapped her legs and arms around him meeting each thrust. Pumping in between her legs Diun became fascinated by this response. Normally his species simply took what they wanted hard and fast. Now it was not nearly pheromones that were bringing her to orgasm but his improving technique. He sensed every reaction before she made it anticipating her. It was a new experience not simply breeding but giving a part of himself. The sound of her breathing, and her smell heightened his own pleasure.

Kissing her neck where it met the shoulder he heard her gasp out, “Yes, Yes. That’s it! Don’t stop! Ohhh Sh----ttt!” Diun felt her cream all over his cock her mouth hanging open. She kissed his neck as she tried desperately to catch her breath her chest heaving.

 Diun had been unaware he was even capable of this and it was a welcome discovery. Monica’s orgasms were fewer but more intense as her body was barely able to contain it. On the last one she passed out overwhelmed and exhausted. Diun was sure even now that a child would soon begin to grow in her womb. In a matter of weeks not months she would give birth to a healthy child that would be his. He had not talked to her the entire time at least not verbally.

He merely communicated his intentions unconsciously as was common among his people. Monica would raise her hips during sex allowing him better access or give him a glass of water when he wanted it earlier that morning. He could achieve this after making a conscious effort to communicate it. Speech had been forgotten years ago among his species. Even now he was barely relearning it instead he decided to stick to sensing her intentions just as she sensed his. It began with an image or emotion. Sometimes it was hard to describe. He simply knew what she wanted.

It was a beautiful feeling when dealing with humans. Their emotions were less raw like a pouring river and more like a gentle stream. Diun found it soothing as he let it flow through him mixing with his own emotions. He communicated how beautiful he thought she was at that moment gently planting that image in her mind. Like a flower she opened up to him it was Diun’s turn to gasp as he felt the full impact of it.

The thought of this woman carrying his child filled him with unusual pride. Normally his people did not open themselves to the thoughts of their partners especially when they considered them inferior. By all accounts that is what humans were. His people were the picture of physical perfection. None suffered from any physical ailment or disease.

They were tougher and stronger. Their minds sharper than the greatest of the humans able to anticipate an opponent, and take preemptive actions to defeat them even before combat commenced. Diun remembered each battle he had ever fought in and those that belonged to his forbearers. In his DNA were the memories of thousands of males and females from his line that came before him. Each lesson had helped shaped him adding to his own personality and strengths.

He had proven his line to be superior and all had bowed before him acknowledging his perfection. The new title of Nafi had bestowed to him for he was the first to ever rise to such a height. Even after he had bred with the unwed females of legal age many more of his own people’s women awaited his seed seeking to share in his superior genetics. Why did he not feel as honored by that notion as he once had? Was it perhaps that he felt a kinship with these humans?

In the beginning their two species had not been dissimilar. His people had advanced far because their desire to prove their own genetics. When a new species came their genetics strengths were added to their own, and those who were not strong were merely breeding stock to make their children strong. Eventually the weak were bred out and only the powerful remained.

Diun’s mind now turned to the woman on the bed before him. Her name was Monica and he saw her dreams and desires. She wanted children one day but had been told that she couldn’t. Despite this he sensed that his DNA had only fixed this problem. The first sample had healed her imperfect womb and the second had planted his seed there. In their coupling he had and sensed their potential.

A new doubt was placed in his mind: Did he really want to leave is progeny to fend for themselves? Why not stay and see them grow up? Perhaps he could even see what they would do on this far removed world, and what of the mother’s of his children? Diun had no doubt his children would act out of the ordinary.

While some might not notice their mother’s soon would. Eventually they would seek out their birthright as warriors yearning for the call of combat.

Even now Diun remembered his past experiences. It had a strong pull among his people. Through it genetics were proven as with every other physical or mental competition. That same drive would exist in his young no matter what the humans tried to teach them.

Why he worried about such things when none of his kind had before he didn’t understand.

Putting these thoughts aside he kissed her cheek tenderly an image of tenderness he had seen in her mind. She would have her wish for a child and he had provided the opportunity. Walking out of the house he headed towards the lights of the city. Already exciting possibilities filled his thoughts and he was eager to see what else he could learn from these humans.

Naughty Librarian

Diun decided in light of all he had learned already he should do some more studying on humans. Heading back into the city he eventually found a library where he could have access to books to learn from. Picking out books on sexuality he placed his hands on each page reading it by touch. Each impression from a former reader gave him the information the book carried within it. He was so engrossed in what he was doing that he didn’t notice a librarian sneak up behind him.

“Find what you needed?” She asked a smile on her face as he turned. Diun calmly turned to look at her returning her smile.

Sending her the impression he hadn’t she replied, “Would you prefer a book on sexual positions?” This startled Diun as he noticed that he hadn’t consciously communicated it. Was this a side effect of having sex with humans? How else had they begun to affect him that he had been unconscious of? Why had his people not told him of this risk? Diun had never heard of anything like this happening in the past.

 Recovering quickly without her noticing Diun smiled acknowledging her question. Looking at the floor shyly Dana tried to gather her courage as she tried to think of what to say.

“If you want I would be happy to show you some personally.” Dana said blurting out her innermost desires. Her hand quickly covered her mouth as she realized what she had just said to him. Dana wanted to simply get away her face burning with embarrassment.

Diun was intrigued as the freckled red head blushed. He had never seen anything like it. Reaching out he stroked her face surprised it was not red hot due to its color. Smiling as he looked into her deep blue eyes he nodded indicating he was interested. Dana couldn’t believe it.

“We could meet here after work.” Dana suggested. Diun frowned at this. He did not like the idea of waiting. Seeing his reaction Dana’s tongue licked her lips simply trying to wet them. What Diun saw was an action that inflamed his arousal. He had read about the act of kissing and was eager to try it. The act had in fact reminded him of it. Using his stroking hand on her face as subterfuge he reached into her mind lightly plucking out an image. It was her version of the perfect kiss.

Taking her in his arms his mouth hungrily sought hers just like in the image and his tongue parted her lips. Moving around he stroked the inside of her mouth with it concentrating on her enjoyment. Dana felt herself cum right there and then wetting her panties. Wrapping her arms around his neck she deepened the kiss feeling his strong arms wrap around her. When he broke the kiss Dana desperately tried to kiss him again but he stopped her, his finger pressed against her lips. Dana whimpered her eyes begging to continue the intimate act.

Controlling himself and his growing need to have her Diun planted the image of her home in Dana’s mind. Nodding in agreement as if he had said it verbally she led the way out the door. Finding her car they drove back to her house. Once they were inside Dana closed the door behind them. When she turned around Diun began kissing Dana’s neck making it hard for her to concentrate. Something was still causing her to hesitate so Diun stopped.

He wondered what was wrong and she gave him her answer, “I’m a virgin.” A questioning look came over his face after hearing this. He did not understand the full implications. The impression he was getting didn’t make sense. She knew about sex but was nervous about her first time. His people were never nervous. They had too much memory to call from. Surety was a part of being who he was.

Taking his hand she led him to the bedroom. Inside was the usual furniture along with a T.V. and VCR.

Turning on the television she pressed play on the VCR. Images came on to the screen of a man and a woman having sex. Seeing it Diun nodded understanding. That was how she knew. Like he knew how to have sex from his memories she had learned from these images on the screen. Touching the VCR he read from it that she used it quite often for this purpose, as well as something more.

He saw her touching herself while watching as well as using some strange object. Pleasure was attached to this image and he wondered what it was. Even now he could hear a steady hum attached to this new image.

Moving to one of her drawers Dana took out a vibrator showing it to him. Taking it he looked it over and handed it back wanting her to show him how to use it. Removing her clothes shyly she moved to the bed. Dana felt so self conscious in this situation. She had never done this with a man in the room before or anyone else for that matter. Laying there with her head propped up by the pillows Dana began to stroke it across her pussy. It buzzed and vibrated sending tingles through her body. She seemed to focus on her clitoris a lot pressing it there and holding it before moving on. As soon as she was good and wet she slid the vibrator inside herself.

Once it was all the way in she began to move it in and out fucking herself with it. Diun watched in wonder moving in closer for a better view. An image on the screen caught his attention. Dana had forgotten to turn it off. Its sounds filled the background as she continued to play with herself. The sound of one woman cumming had caused him to look at it. A man was licking the woman’s pussy and she was running her fingers through his hair. 

Diun liked this image and was eager to try it for himself. Searching for the word from among her memories his mouth moved clumsily trying to say it, “I…try…please?” Dana stopped slowly removing the toy and handing it to him while it was still on. Taking it he positioned his head over her pussy so he was lying on top of her. Using the vibrator at first he teased her clitoris pressing it firmly against her clit and then removing it.

Facing his cock Dana had her own ideas about teasing and began to lick and play with it. Her fingers and tongue stroked it playing with its length. Diun gasped at the sudden sensation unprepared for it with his attention directed elsewhere. As she began sucking it firmly in her mouth he tossed aside the toy and began licking with enthusiasm. Dana made sounds to show her appreciation. She was so wet and delicious that Diun practically tried to suck and lick off all he could of her juices.

Dana came many times this way making him cum with her as well. What she lacked in experience she made up with passion. Apparently Dana liked how Diun’s sperm tasted as well. To her it tasted like a sweet syrup and she couldn’t get enough. About the fifth time Diun had to get her to stop or she would have kept on going until her jaw got sore.

Lying there next to each other they kissed tenderly while Dana rested and relaxed. Diun was eager to cum inside her after she had caught her breath. Dana was only happy to oblige. Climbing on top she mounted him and began to move her hips up and down riding his cock. Now she was in control, and the one time that Diun tried to get too involved fucking up into her she shook her head to stop him saying, “Wait a minute baby you’ll like this.”

Moving her hips in a circle she ground into him like the porn movies had shown her. It took awhile to get the hang of it but eventually she got the response she wanted. Diun grasping her hips began to spurt inside her the stimulation too much. How many times he came she didn’t know but each one sent her into a mini orgasms and she liked it. She had never seen a man do that in any of the movies and was so proud of herself for causing it.

 By the time it was over he was exhausted as well. Both of them were covered in sweat as they slipped underneath the covers. Dana cuddled against him and Diun enjoyed the feeling wrapping one of his arms around her and kissing her forehead. For the first time he found himself wanting to tell her everything but he knew he shouldn’t. How could she understand and what if she turned away from him because of it? These new emotions began to unsettle him and he decided to leave the next day when she left for work. There was something dangerous about this woman he had not dealt with before. Part of him was screaming to get away from her.

Kissing her goodbye he waited until she was out of sight before he left. As he walked down the street in search of something new another emotion surfaced and he did not recognize it. It made him feel bad for leaving her and not trying to explain. It was an emotion humans called guilt. What he didn’t realize is that during the experience he had done something without realizing it: Diun had stopped using pheromones.
A Stripper’s Surprise

While walking the streets Diun met a mugger. Pointing a gun at him the man urged him into an alley. Little did the mugger realize just who he was dealing with.

“Give me your money!” The mugger yelled keeping the gun on him. As close as they were Diun could feel the evil of the man and see the images of the innocent people he had killed. Some he had raped, while others he had murdered in cold blood uncaring of how much they suffered before they died. This made Diun angry though he couldn’t explain why. Moving forward he felt the impact of the bullet on his skin and ignored it. The bullet did not penetrate or even hurt. The mugger panicked and kept firing without any better luck only stopping when a punch from Diun leveled him breaking his jaw.

Taking the gun Diun crushed it into a hunk of metal in his hand easily, dropping it on the ground beside the mugger. Liking the man’s overcoat he saw little harm taking it from the unconscious thief. When he thought of it the man might have tried to kill him and done the same as he put it on.

As part of that thought process he had little trouble taking any of the man’s money or the valuables he had stolen. Touching the man’s sleeping mind he picked out the image of a pawnbroker nearby who unknowingly sold the stolen goods from time to time. The mugger had used many of them to cover his tracks and not cause suspicion.

Walking there Diun sold the watches, rings, and other things that he had found on the mugger. The money was pretty sizable because most had been expensive, and Diun added it to the cash he had already taken. Thanks to what he had already learned Diun knew how much each bill and coin were worth.

Walking the streets he walked in front of a strip club where a man called out to him, “You interested in a good time friend? Plenty of pretty ladies inside just waiting for a fella like you.”

Diun sensing no danger from the man or from anything inside, he shrugged and entered the building walking right past the man. He was a large fat man with a big buzz cut and a good set of muscles on him. Judging by the look of him Diun guessed he was also there just in case of trouble. The man smiled pleasantly at him waving him inside.

It was dimly lit inside with flashing lights and mostly empty chairs around little tables surrounding a stage. The stage was towards the middle of the room against one of the walls. There were a couple of guys inside but they were just some of the regulars who frequented the place. Most were middle aged guys or older men looking to get away from the troubles outside and see a good show. Diun watched some of the women as he took a seat at the bar with some of the other men. “What will you have stranger?” A pretty little blonde bartender in nice black shirt vest and black slacks asked.

Seeing what the nearest man had been drinking he pointed at it. The drink was a hard whiskey. The lady poured and all the men who happened to glance over at him were impressed when he just downed it unfazed. Sitting there Diun wondered what the purpose of the drink was. It held a slight warmth going down but that had been it.

Looking at the other men he saw varied degrees of reactions from them as they continued to drink. Everyone one of them seemed to enjoy the aftereffects if not the taste. Putting a bunch of money down Diun asked for the bottle. Handing it to him the bartender had a amused smile on her face that quickly disappeared as she watched him drink. Downing it with ease Diun opened his throat chugging the contents of the bottle. When he was finished he set it back down again not drunk at all. Waiting for a few moments he sat there patiently wondering when he was going to start feeling as the other men felt. After awhile he grew disappointed staring at the bottle as he waited when nothing happened. Looking around he found everyone at the bar staring at him their mouths wide open.

Uncomfortable under all those eyes Diun moved to one of the tables near the stage for a change in scenery. There were some chairs surrounding the stage itself. An attractive Latin woman with nice tan skin a beautiful ass and shapely legs motioned him over. Unsure of what to do he stayed at his seat unwilling to move.

One of the other strippers who had been talking to a regular came over to Diun and said, “She wants you to go over there big boy. Don’t worry she doesn’t bite.” The stripper who had said it was an older blonde woman with a sizable bosom and nice curves. She was still quite pretty and had an aura of sexiness about her that seemed so natural. “After you’re finished you can have both of us if you want. By the way my name is Emily and the one eyeing you on stage is Candy.” The blonde said.

Getting up at her urging Diun made his way to the stage taking a seat. The woman started posing in front of him arching her back and giving him a view of her still covered pussy and tits. Diun watched the show curious. While interesting it didn’t feel private like he wanted. He was growing to dislike the attention of other eyes, it proved to be distracting. Seeing that she wasn’t getting his full attention Candy danced a little closer now her pussy was only inches from his face. Smelling its sweet scent and feeling her closeness Diun started to pay more attention.

“What’s wrong baby? Don’t you like me?” Candy said concerned. While her tone had been playful when she said it there was genuine concern behind it.

It had been a long time since she had actually had to try to keep a man’s attention. Obviously either this man felt uncomfortable in present circumstances or he had something else on his mind. Part of her job was to make him comfortable and forget about other worries. A happy man came back because he had been satisfied in the past. Coming up behind him Diun sensed Emily’s presence.

“Maybe it’s the crowd. He seems to not like it. I saw him looking around while your back was turned. Perhaps he would prefer some private time.” Emily suggested. Smiling as she understood Candy said, “Would you like to have both of us sweetie?” Diun looking at each of them and nodded. After Candy finished her show she and Emily each took one of his hands and led him into one the private rooms.

Both women were very wet and hot from being so near to him. Technically the pheromones that Diun was pumping out without thinking about it weren’t even necessary. Diun was a lot more handsome than the average joe who came in here and both women were eager to have a little fun.

Taking their tops off each woman gave him a lap dance feeling his hardening cock as the rubbed against it, and were impressed by the size of it. While Emily was giving him a dance her friend watched Diun’s hand move to Emily’s pussy rubbing it. Candy was surprised when her friend didn’t move it away immediately and instead seemed to go with it. Rubbing her clit through the fabric of the g-string bathing suit Diun felt her grinding against him increase. He quickly loosened the strings on each side of her bottom revealing her pussy. The reason soon became clear as Emily squirted all over the place gasping as she was overcome by an orgasm. Diun had safely moved her clothes out of the way just in time.

Candy could only watch as Diun set her friend on the ground getting up off the cushioned seat they all had been using. Rubbing some of the juices dripping from Emily’s pussy Diun coated them on his rock hard member. Getting behind her while she was on her hands and knees he entered her ass slipping in easily with all the lube. Emily had never cum that much in her entire life and was now glad of it. Her cum now allowed Diun to fuck her virgin ass with minimal discomfort.

Fucking her ass like he would her pussy Diun went nice and deep causing Emily to shake as another orgasm hit her. Jealous of her friend Candy quickly removed her own bottoms and took a position right next to Emily looking back at Diun expectantly. Smiling Diun pulled out of the other stripper and entered her pussy.

At first he plunged in and out for a few moments until she too came squirting all over his cock. Pulling out he pressed his cock against her asshole. This time he plunged in halfway in one move. The force of it caused Candy to tighten from shock of the sudden intrusion gripping him. There had been no pain thanks to the lube but she had expected a little more warning and there had been mild discomfort. Diun gave her a second to get accustomed to him before he finished burying himself in her until he was all the way in.

Candy braced herself for the fucking she knew was coming but it never came. She looked back at Diun after a moment puzzled at this and saw a smirk on his face. Candy realized that this man wasn’t about to do anything until she begged for it.

“Fuck my ass baby. Please fuck my tight little ass. I need you baby!” Candy said begging just like he wanted. Satisfied Diun started fucking her ass just as he had done with Emily.

“Harder baby! Fuck me harder!” Candy called out the music outside covering her shouting but everyone in the room could hear her.

Grabbing her firmly around the waist Diun started slamming his hips forward catching her surprise. Orgasms began to hit her faster than she was ready for them as he pounded into ass relentlessly.

“F---k, f---k, f---k, f----ck!” Was all that could be heard from Candy after awhile. Pain began to mix with pleasure and she asked him to stop. Collapsing to the floor she lay there breathing hard covered in sweat. Rolling onto her now sore backside she soon got a view of Diun moving back to Emily. Locking eyes with Candy he gave her a conspiratory grin. Candy nodded smiling as she knew that poor Emily was about to get exactly the same thing.

Watching Diun give it to her friend made Candy all hot and she played with her pussy. Cumming just as Emily came Candy saw her own fingers all drenched with her cum from masturbating. Seeing it Diun pulled out of Emily moving towards Candy. Candy was almost afraid he was about to take her ass again and quite frankly she didn’t know how much more of that she could take. When Diun instead sucked on her wet fingers licking them clean and then moved to her pussy to begin licking it instead she found it a welcome surprise. Candy’s head fell back as she came all over Diun’s tongue.

“I…think I have a few more in me as does my friend.” Candy said catching her breath. Who was this guy and where had he been her whole life? Smiling teasingly Diun went back to Emily making Candy jealous. Slipping between Emily’s legs he looked at Candy the entire time as he fucked her friend finally cumming inside her.

Candy was worried that she wouldn’t get any now that he had finally cum and was disappointed at the thought, but as he left Emily laying there on the ground his cock stood at attention. Getting up eagerly Candy wanted him to lift her up and fuck her and Diun did just that. Wrapping her arms around his neck she moved in time with his powerful thrusts kissing his face and neck as she came three more times.

On the last one Diun’s tongue flicked repeatedly across her right nipple as he licked and sucked her breasts before cumming inside her pumping his jism into her. Leaving half the money he had brought with him Diun kissed the women goodbye after getting dressed. Walking out of the strip club he made his way outside joining the city foot traffic.

The Great Awakening

Diun wandered all day touring most of the city. As the sun began to set his thoughts turned back to Dana and the short time they had spent together. What was it about her that he couldn’t get out of his mind? Was it her smile? That in itself warmed his heart, or was it something much deeper? Standing in an empty parking lot he wished to be alone with his thoughts away from the distracting sights and sounds of the city. In the blink of the eye he found himself in the middle of a forest. Looking around he wondered how he had gotten there. Diun had never experienced something like this before. How had he traveled outside the city in such a short time?

Going over the last moments before transporting himself instantly to this place Diun remembered his thoughts had been about Dana. Curious at this discovery he focused on her trying to search through his feelings about her to learn more. He remembered the sense of goodness he had felt from her and her openness. She had felt a connection with him that made her automatically comfortable. Diun had not had to try with her. Everything had felt so natural and he had truly enjoyed it. It was not simply lust but something different, something more. Finding this feeling interesting and wonderful he dwelled on it living in the moment.

Like gas to a flame the dark flame he had used to win so many battles sprang forth showing on each hand at first. It was made from psychic energy that he had learned to control over the years. He alone had learned to master it while the rest of his people were incapable of achieving it. Turning white it began to spread over his body covering him from head to toe. 

Just like all the other times when it had stayed on his hands Diun felt no pain or suffered any damage. The same warmth was there like before but he felt the heat within him grow stronger. The heat went from the outside in meeting at his core it sprang out again in a powerful chain reaction.  Diun barely kept himself together when the shockwave of psychic energy began to build up in his body. Diun called for help as his mind began to shutdown and he saw only a white light.

Dana heard Diun’s voice calling for help and rushed to her car driving out of the city in the direction of his call. As she drew near Dana saw a flash of light ahead and immediately stopped her car. A shockwave rushed towards her and she ducked down unbuckling her safety belt to get to the floor. It struck the car sending spinning for several moments before it came to an abrupt stop next to a few downed trees. Getting out of the vehicle she found the trees on either side of the road knocked down. From all evidence she had been on the edge of the effected area.

Diun’s voice still called to her but is was weak and barely a whisper. She climbed over a number of fallen trees before she found him in an open area free of trees and vegetation. Floating in the air he shown like a miniature star brightening up the entire place.

“Diun, is that you?” Dana called out. The light from Diun dimmed until he was his old self again floating to the ground. When his feet finally touched the ground Diun sighed in exhaustion falling on his back. Dana rushed to his side cradling his head. “Hello, fancy meeting you here.” Diun said with a tired smile.

Raising an eyebrow Dana said, “Well it seems your speech has improved. If nothing else that’s something. So…wanna tell me what happened?”

Getting up slowly with her help Diun replied, “It seems when I experience a deep emotion it affects the control of my powers. Now they seem to be stronger than ever, and I am witnessing new ones as well.”

Looking around at the devastation Diun said, “Somehow I think I am responsible for all of this.” Glancing around Dana nodded saying, “You wouldn’t be wrong. Perhaps we should stop from the top. Who are you exactly?”

“Well there is an easy way to do this that is really going to hurt or the hard way which won’t but will take some time.” Diun offered. Thinking it over Dana said, “I guess I’ll take the easy way.” Bracing herself she felt Diun touch her forehead with his fingers and a searing heat stabbed into her brain. The heat was followed by a series of images that flooded into her mind until the pain disappeared all of the sudden. Opening her eyes even though she didn’t remember closing them Dana found her mind filled with uncountable images.

“You wanted to do what?” Dana said coming at him threateningly. Raising a hand in warning Diun replied, “I should point out that hitting me would hurt you a lot more than me. In fact all I’ll feel is the impact. With that in mind I am a very different person now though I can now understand why you would be angry.”

“Well at least you know that!” Dana said kicking him in the balls and then crying out in pain. Slightly grimacing Diun said, “I admit that hurt a little. Do you feel better now?”

 Rubbing her sore foot Dana said, “Good it was worth, and yes I do. Now that that’s done where do we go from here?” Hearing the distant sounds of sirens approaching Diun said, “My suggestion would be to get your car and head home before they arrive.”

Looking in the direction of the sirens Dana asked, “Exactly how are we…” A single flash of light occurred and they were back at her house damaged car and all. Turning to Diun she found him rubbing his temples. “Got a headache?” Dana asked.

Giving her a tired look Diun answered, “Yes, I suppose you are enjoying this as well.” Walking up to him Dana kissed him on the lips pulling his mouth down to meet hers. The kiss was short and sweet. “Forgiveness is a human emotion too.” Dana said looking into his eyes. Taking his hand she led him inside.

Feeling A Little Hungry

Dana awoke the next morning to find Diun eating ice cream. From the look of it she saw it was her French vanilla. “Hey!” Dana said as she watched him eat another spoonful.

Swallowing Diun said, “What? I woke up this morning and was really hungry.” Walking over to the ice cream container she found it empty. “So you ate all my ice cream!” Dana said. Shrugging Diun replied, “It tasted good. You have really good taste.”

“Don’t try to kiss up. You owe me a new container of ice cream.” Dana said. Setting down the spoon in the now empty bowl Diun said, “But I don’t have any more money or a job for that matter.” Writing on a piece of paper she peeled off a notepad on the counter Dana handed it to him.

Looking it over Diun said, “This looks like a list of chores.” Nodding Dana replied, “Yes it is, you can do it or get a job. Good luck on that without anything like a birth certificate or a social security number.”

His shoulders sinking in resignation Diun got to it. He waited for Dana to leave before a smile appeared on his face. It was now time to see what he could do with his new found powers. Focusing he pictured each of the windows opening and saw each one had indeed opened. Moving furniture out of the way with his mind he levitated each rug to her washer in one of the back rooms. Picking up the detergent by hand he stuffed the smaller ones inside.

Pouring the in the cleaner he started the washer. The larger ones he levitated near the window. Shaking out the dust using one motioning with one hand he collected the dust using his other hand. With another gesture with the same hand he forced the dirt outside.

Finishing his “dusting” job Diun moved on to cleaning with sponges in the bathrooms and kitchen. Finishing mopping he moved all the furniture back smiling as he looked around at the now clean house barely an hour after Dana had left. The question was what to do now? Diun bored decided to head out into the outside world. T.V. as it turns out didn’t really appeal to him. After watching for a couple of minutes he lost interest. What he needed was something active to do.

The world itself now seemed to have a new depth to it as he walked among the crowds of people. Each of them appeared to have varying degrees of white and black colors that highlighted them. A number of them fit into a comfortable gray. It was the darkest of them among the flood of people that interested him the most. Following a few of them Diun watched some gradually turn darker and darker while others went totally dark in one moment.  Diun saw each decision and was able to anticipate it.

After a time he was even able to intervene easily with a mere suggestion to just turn them around. Some of the harder cases found a ghostly figure whose eyes had a frightening fiery stare. Unnerved they chose to run rather than face him. In the end it saved them from getting hurt. It was easy to trick them by placing images in their mind.

One however didn’t seem to care how scary he seemed and pulled a gun on him in the middle of a convenience store. The shotgun started to swing toward him and Diun moved too fast for the gunman to level it on him. Grasping the stock he jerked it up towards the ceiling allowing it to discharge before he cracked it back in the man’s face knocking him out. Unconscious with a bloody nose the man just laid there in front of the register.  

When he started to leave Diun heard a voice behind him. “Hey mister you forgot your reward!” The teenage girl behind the register said. Handing him some money at the door she thanked him for his help. Nodding Diun made his way to a nearby supermarket and bought some groceries. Finding a place where he wouldn’t be seen Diun blinked back to Dana’s kitchen. Once there he stored away some of the groceries sitting down after making himself a ham sandwich. Dana liked them a lot so he made another one for her and placed it inside a sandwich bag. Storing it in the fridge he cleaned up after himself.

When Dana got home Diun said, “House is clean and your ice cream is in the freezer. He failed miserably when it came to hiding his smirk as he saw the look of shock crossed her face. Finishing the sandwich he had made Dana said, “Well considering all you have done today I think you deserve a reward.”

Washing dishes Diun replied, “No that isn’t necessary. I was happy to help out.” A change in her mood caused him to perk up and turn around. Removing her top Dana took a spoon out of one of the drawers. Next she took out the new ice cream container from its place in the freezer. Opening it she dug some ice cream out using the utensil spreading it over her nipples. Motioning him over Dana smiled. Returning it Diun licked the ice cream off her nipples running his tongue over their entire length not missing a drop. The sensation of cold ice cream and then his warm mouth on her breasts was lovely. As he got into it Dana wished he would suck her toes just like that. Dana had always fantasized about a guy doing that to her. She thought of it sometimes when she played with herself.

Taking her hand Diun led her to the shower in her room washing her body from head to toe while they were inside. Dana wondered what would be next as he handed her a towel after drying her off with another one and said, “Let’s move to the couch.” Following him there hand in hand Dana sat down and Diun knelt down in front of her. Taking her left foot he brought it to his mouth while keeping eye contact with her. Licking and sucking her toes he watched her gasp and squirm. Gripping the couch the act totally turned her on. “Fuck me!” Dana cried out.

Pausing a question on his face Diun said, “But your other foot…” Grabbing him by the collar of his shirt Dana said, “I said fuck me!” Getting up Diun quickly got undressed as she unwrapped her towel exposing her naked body.

“Yes maam!” Diun said positioning himself and entering her pussy. Grabbing both her feet he began to fuck her while continuing to give her toes some much needed attention. It didn’t take her long to cum like this loving what he was doing to her. Noticing Diun was still hard and ready to go Dana said, “Against the door baby. I want you to fuck me against the door.”

Picking her up Diun positioned her so her back rested against the front door. “Now give it to me Diun baby. Let’s see what you’ve got.” Dana said stroking his chest and kissing him. Their tongues moved inside each other’s mouths. Taking his cue Diun plunged into her with short thrusts so as not to hurt her.

“Tell me when you get close baby. I want you to fuck my tits and cum all over them.” Dana said her head leaning back. Diun nodded continuing to fuck her without missing a beat. When he felt the first signs of his body getting close he pulled out letting Dana down. Laying on her back she cupped her breasts together waiting for him expectantly. Straddling her chest Diun moved his hips back and forth fucking his cock between her beautiful freckled tits. After a few moments Diun’s cock exploded shooting ropes of sperm directed over her tits and neck.

 Looking down at the evidence of his climax Dana said, “Nice pearl necklace.” Seeing the puzzled look that crossed his face Dana said, “Never mind dirty joke.” Laying down beside her Diun smiled up at the ceiling enjoying the afterglow. “So how did you pay for all that food?” Dana asked curious. “I got a job.” Diun said with a pleased look on his face, “And you know I think I’m pretty good at it.”

Epilogue

Diun sat by the bed in the hospitable room with his new wife. He smiled as she held their little girl Daniella. Looking on her with pride Diun prayed to Pree’mus his god, and creator of all that he had not made a mistake granting her the power that had been bestowed upon him that fateful night years ago.

While his other children would have the physical strength of the Harreden she would grow into new powers they would not possess. The only half human among them she would represent the strengths of both races. Calling on the ancient words of worship buried in his genes and long forgotten by his people he asked that she become a moral person and strong enough to face the trials ahead.

Taking her from her sleeping mother’s arms Diun held his little girl so wondrous and beautiful. “Hello my little one. I will do my best to raise you in the best of both worlds. This I promise you. You will grow up to be a fine woman one day, and know that no matter what I will always love you.” Diun said kissing her forehead.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

            As I made the drive home, I could not get over how attractive she was, how sweet she was, or how much I wanted to not just fuck her, but make passionate love to her. After a while I stopped thinking about her and started to think about the new job I had just gotten. I felt accomplished to be 23 years old with a good job at a relatively big company. I was young and on my way up. I finally got the job, weeks in the gym were starting to pay off on my 6’, thick, white frame, and now I just needed a good woman and I’d be set.

            My first day at work had turned out to be Audrey’s last as she was headed back up to the company’s corporate office in Northern California. Any diminishing that time had on her image in my memory was quickly undone. I stared as she pranced around the office saying her good byes. She wore a navy blue business suit similar to the one she wore the day she interviewed me, and it did just as lousy a job as the other one had at hiding her curves. She looked mouth watering and I savored the picture knowing I wouldn’t be seeing much more if any of her.

            The job turned out to be great. I settled in, made friends with my coworkers, and seemed to impress my supervisors. A little over a week had gone by when I received an email from a company address I didn’t recognize. I opened it up and to my utter shock, it was from Audrey. It was friendly at best, asking me “how I liked the job?” and “if I needed anything to let her know”, but I was thrilled as to see that she still remembered me. I know I had made a good impression on her at the interview, and that heat in my crotch was foolishly making me wonder how good. I knew that she was just being nice, it fit her personality. For the next month I exchanged a couple emails a week with her. I learned that she was 39 years old, had no kids, and had dedicated herself to her job ever since her divorce nearly 3 years ago.

The emails were only friendly, until she told me that she was coming back to Southern California for a 2 day conference and suggested we have lunch. On the day we were supposed to have lunch she called me at work to cancel, saying that the conference had run over. I was disappointed but I tried to play it cool like it was no big deal. I hadn’t expected anything to come from having lunch with her, but I thought it’d be a treat just to see her.

It was almost time to go home when she called again. She hoped I didn’t think it was “inappropriate” but since she couldn’t make lunch she’d “like to have dinner” . Again I tried to be modest, and not say yes too quickly, so after holding a phony pause as long as I could, I said “sure why not”. I grabbed breath mints and cologne from the drawer in my desk and rushed to the bathroom to freshen up best I could. I was to meet her in the restaurant at the fancy hotel she was in at 7pm.

              I walked through the lobby of the hotel following the signs leading me to the restaurant. Down a long hall and after a couple turns I found myself in front of the opening of the restaurant. As soon as I stepped inside I saw my prize sitting at the bar. She had on a simple white dress decorated in brown and gold flowers that perfectly complimented her gorgeous curves and the skin tone shown on her bare shoulders and arms. I smiled at my greeter letting her know that I was there to meet someone at the bar, and strolled over to Audrey. I said hello and she whipped her head around with a welcoming smile. I figured I’d shake her hand, but she hopped up and gave me a nice warm hug like I was an old boyfriend she hadn’t seen in years. I savored the touch and was aroused by her engaging perfume.

I looked older than 23 in my business attire. The age difference was still obvious, but she didn’t seem the least bit concerned with being accompanied by a younger man or what people might have thought about it. As I began to sit down next to her at the bar she stopped me, telling me she had reserved a table for us. After finding out she was working on her 2^nd Long Island iced tea, I ordered a drink before we headed to our table. It was in the back corner of the dimly lit restaurant. It was obvious that she had requested a table away from the crowd and that had me excited. I was on my second rum and coke, we had already ordered, and were quickly in deep conversation. I tried not to act so excited but I’m sure the ear to ear grin on my face gave me away. I wasn’t too worried though, because she had one too.

Dinner was great, the conversation was better, and I had to catch myself before she caught me staring at her cleavage, she looked so arousing. She had warm motherly like mannerisms but a personality that was young and sexy. Everything about her turned me on. I had blatantly stared at her curved ass when she scampered off to the ladies room, and my eyes did their best to capture as much of her tits bouncing on her chest as she walked back. We were having such a good time that my watch read 11pm when my eyes finally glanced at it. She paid the bill after refusing to let me pick it up and wanted to walk me out of the restaurant. We left through the back of the restaurant and found ourselves in an empty long hallway that led to a big exit door. We practically crawled down the hallway trying to savor the last moments of the evening. A few feet before the door we stopped, she thanked me for a great evening and put her arms around me to hug me. Although I was nervous I squeezed her back. I knew the attraction was mutual and we had gone beyond just being friendly, but I had no idea how far she wanted to go or what I could get away with and I surely didn’t want to mess things up. Nervously, I pulled away to create just enough space for a kiss, and I saw the same uncertainty that I had felt, on her face. Seeing that gave me the confidence to lean down and kiss her; soft and slow at first, our lips pushed into each other. I began to pull back thinking we were ending the evening nicely when she kissed harder and pulled me closer to her. I let my mind go and let my instincts take over. I softly rubbed her lower back as our lips found a good rhythm. We both came up for breath but when we went back in our mouths parted leaving enough room for our tongues to meet. Our tongues wrestled each others as our lips still moved in rhythm. Her soft breasts pressed against my chest and I lowered my hands to her ass. I went from softly massaging it to cupping as much of her ass as I could get my hands on. The passionate kissing and ass rubbing gave me a hard on that I knew she could feel stabbing through my pants. She broke our kiss and looked down at the hard cock trying to bull through my crotch. She grabbed my cock with her perfectly manicured hand and eagerly massaged my cock through my pants. She looked deeply into my eyes saying everything that needed to be said without saying a word before kissing me again with even more passion than before. We stood in that hall, my dick in her hand, her ass falling out of mine for what seemed like a long time before we finally broke the embrace. She suggested we go up to her room and off we went.

We walked hand in hand to the elevator, stepped in, and as soon as the elevator doors closed, Audrey turned to me and told me how happy she was to be with me at that moment. I smiled and told her that I felt the same way as I leaned in and kissed her. When we reached her floor she grabbed my hand and led me to her room. Once inside we walked past the front room that had a sofa, a chair, and a couple of tables and went straight to the dark bed room. She turned on the small lamp next to the bed and we embraced again, falling softly on the bed. Kissing heavily, I laid on top of her, my body draped off to the side. No longer holding back my hand quickly found her breast. I began to caress them through her bra and dress and when that wasn’t enough I pulled down the strap to her dress and bra and heaved out one of her big tits. The big tittie laid on her chest with an areola nearly the size of a coaster shooting a perfect nipple into the air. I broke our kiss and leaned my head down to take her nipple into my mouth. She moaned softly as my tongue flicked her nipple. I sucked it in hard trying to taste everything I could. I reached up, puller her other straps down and performed the same thing on her other breast. Then I reached down in between her legs and began to rub her pussy through her soaking wet cotton panties. I continued sucking her tits and massaging her pussy until she reached her hand out searching for my dick. I eased up and gave her enough room to find what she was looking for. She eagerly grabbed at my dick through my pants and then reached up for my belt buckle. I stood up next to the bed as she undid my belt and pulled my pants and boxers as far down my legs as she could. My thick 7 inch cock sprang into the air; the head slightly shiny with pre come. She took off her bra, and her dress had slid down to her waste. She moved to the edge of the bed and leaned in to take my cock into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around the head, sucking it in with her tongue. I was overcome with pure pleasure. I tilted my head back and tried not to lose my balance. She began to take me in and out of her warm and wet mouth stopping each time at the end to give my head a quick lick. Overcome with lust and sensation I almost lost my balance. So I pulled out of her mouth, ripped my shirt from over my head, kicked off my pants and shoes and sat on the bed next to her. She slid her dress and panties over her hips making her fully nude, got on all fours, and leaned over my lap and took my dick into her mouth again. I reached around and began to rub her ass cheeks. She bobbed up and down my shaft taking it about halfway in then coming back up to swirl her tongue around the head of my dick, occasionally taking it all the way in and deep throating me. My hands alternated between caressing her ass and titties. She sucked my dick for a good while until I guided her away from it and onto her back in the middle of the bed. I leaned in and gave both of her nipples a quick suck before I moved my head over her mound. She spread her legs with welcome and the musty aroma of her well trimmed pussy exploded through my nostrils making me as horny as ever. She had a fat and juicy pussy with perfectly shaped lips. I wanted to go slow, but I couldn’t restrain myself. I took two fingers to each side of her cunt and spread it best I could. I stuck my tongue out as far as possible, and in an upward motion I greedily attempted to take her entire vagina into my mouth while moving my tongue toward her clit. Over and over again I lapped her entire pussy each time landing on her clit, flicking my tongue over it vigorously. She began to moan uncontrollably with wild passion. My tongue stayed on her clit as I inserted 2 fingers into her swollen hole. My palm facing up, I pulled my 2 fingers toward her g-spot while speed bagging her clit with my tongue. The sensible woman inside her tried to hold back the moans and whimpers, but I was happy to see her overtaken with pleasure as she erupted in orgasm. As horny as I had ever fucking been, I wiped her juices off of my face with the bed sheets and moved up to Rachel’s face. She was still coming down from the powerful orgasm but through her disorientation her lips found mine and we began to kiss passionately her tongue trying to absorb everything in my mouth. I then lowered myself so that my prick was directly over her pussy. Just before I grabbed it, she did, and lead me straight into her gaping hole. From the second I entered her I was in pure ecstasy. Her pussy was flaming hot and so wet I was almost paralyzed in it. I worked my way all the way in and had to pause for a second just to gain my composure. I was completely inside of her. I looked down at her to see her mouth wide open, her eyes closed shut, and a dazed look of pleasure on her face. Once I felt composed I began to slowly push my cock in and out of her. Within a few strokes she was moaning impatiently. Her moans were loud, but sweet and motivating. I knew that I had to man up and give her what she wanted; I knew I had to pound her pussy. I increased my pace slowly and once I found the perfect rhythm I rammed her cunt. She went crazy reaching out frantically. She grabbed at the sheets around her then my chest till she found a nice resting place for her hands just above my waist. She guided me in as I pumped my dick in and out of her. We went at it like this for a while. I would occasionally slow down, lean down and kiss her with all the passion in my soul and she hungrily returned the enthusiasm. I slowed my pace and then pulled out of her. Already proud of myself for keeping up such a feverish pace, I knew I wasn’t done. I grabbed her meaty thigh and guided her back onto all fours. She got into perfect position, her hips low and her ass mounted up into the air. I slid my dick in her pussy from behind, wiggling it around a little and adjusting my stance to get the proper angle before I began to fuck her again. I got back up to the perfect pace and we worked in unison, me plowing my cock into her and she working her beautiful ass back into me. The room was filled with the sounds of her sweet moans and her ass slapping against my waist. I would reach around and caress her tits and she’d reach back to grab my hand in appreciation. I was in pure ecstasy but knew I was almost ready to cum. I pulled my dick out of her pussy and lay down next to her. She then placed her knees to the sides of my waist and straddled my cock taking it all in at once. She leaned in, stuck her tongue down my throat, and reared back and begin to ride my cock. She had unbelievable form and ability. While staying on her knees she was able to thrust her hips and ass down into me going up and down on my cock. I reached up and grabbed the big flailing breast in front of me, licking each before throwing my head back in pure bliss. Feeling her ass slap down against my thighs while she took my cock deep inside of her was heaven and my dick began to spasm shooting cum deep into her pussy. I puller her down and she plopped down against my chest in exhaustion. We kissed, lay in each others arms and drifted into a deep sleep.

 

I was 19 before I ever had a date and fell for Hanna completely but she only liked me and when she told me that she didn’t have any deeper feelings, well it broke me.  I resigned myself to be alone.  I took a job in the same factory making very little but then again I didn’t need much to survive.  I had a place to live, at my dad’s house.  I had a car I built in shop and kept running and three pair of jeans and shoes and a dozen shirts of different years of my favorite football team.  The money I made bought food to eat and sometimes, paid for the electricity or phone.  I basically worked five days a week, and when football wasn’t in season I fished or worked on my car.  Then when football was in season I went to the game or set up camp in front of the television each weekend. 

My dad was worried about me and tried to get me to go out with my friends more often, but unless it was to the game or the river, I had no real desire to go.  The truth is, I was afraid of rejection, afraid of being laughed at by girls.

Along about my 30^th birthday, my dad passed away of a heart attack.  The four months before my birthday were marred with morning and depression.  Then the month before my birthday my Aunt Teresa showed up.  My dad’s only sister that lived half a state away suddenly arrived without warning or reason.  She said she was 40, but then again she had said that since I was 10.  She was slightly funny acting, I mean she was absent minded a little and when she forgot things she would fret wildly and I always liked to be around her because she made me smile.  So when she asked if she could move in and take care of me, of course I said yes.  Then she told me why she came.

“Your Uncle Drew, well he needed a change, so he traded me for new Aunt, Steven.  So I had one thing on my mind after that happened, and it was to take care of my little boy,” she said smiling as she always called me that since I could remember.  Her and my uncle never had kids, or couldn’t I suppose, and so she sort acted like I was hers when they would come in to see us.

“Uncle Drew is gay?” I sort of asked in a surprised manner.

“Yes, but that’s not a big deal.  Sometimes I think we all are a little,” she said smiling away her pain.

“Did you ever do something like that Auntie?” I asked as I nestled near her on the sofa.

She smiled and patted my leg and answered with a sort of honest grin, “Well not exactly willingly at first, but once a few years ago something did happen.”

I sort by passed the whole thing as I was knowingly trying to avoid my own past.  While I had not tried anything “Gay” as they say on a guy, I had wondered and fantasized about it a few times.  So I tried to change up the conversation with, “Do you want me to rearrange the bedroom for you at all?  I would be glad to help clean it up and make it neater.”

Smiling at me she remarked, “Well dear that would be nice of you.  I would like to make the house tidier.  Maybe even change the curtains a bit and remove some of the gloominess around here., what do you think?”

I nodded my head in agreement and we went about changing all the rooms.  When her furniture arrived the next day we spent a week getting our old things cleaned up for a yard sale and her things in their place.  When I came home from work one afternoon I found my bedroom spotless and all my clothes cleaned, pressed and hanging in my closet.  My sheets were changed from the yellowed white ones to new printed floral designs and I had fluffier pillows in place of my flat one.  Then came the change in the bathroom where I least expected it.  Gone were my football digest and replaced with scented candles and soaps.  I found them neatly stacked in the floor of my closet later but having to remember to take one with me when I went in took me a few weeks to get use to.

The morning of my birthday was a Friday, and I had to work.  My aunt made breakfast for me each morning and insisted that I shave, shower and wear deodorant daily stood waiting to feed me before I left at 6:30am that morning.  She handed me a small card just as I was rushing out the door late as usual and gave me a small kiss on the cheek.  I rushed all the way to my car and made it with three minutes to spare, carrying my birthday card with me.  I punched in at the time clock and put the card in my back pocket. 

Now most of the others on my line had noticed small changes in me over the past month.  My hair was neatly tailored and combed now.  My shirts were fresh and though the same cleaner looking and my jeans would always start the day off clean.  They also noticed I had developed more of a personable manner, as my aunt had suddenly forced me to communicate with her more than I ever did my dad. 

Along about lunch as I was sitting down on the brick wall out back for my sandwich and soda, I remembered my card.  I pulled it from pocket and opened it.  Sitting alone as I always did at lunch I easily read it without preying eyes.  The words should have been a clue to me, but weren’t at the time.

The card read, “Happy Birthday Little One” on the front and showed a young boy and a woman walking up a hill.  On the inside the card was printed with, “Sometimes good little boys get a big surprise!”   Then below that was written by aunt, “My boy, Happy Birthday, I know you have sacrificed a lot of your free time for me.  I know how hard you work and worked here as well.  I think tonight that I should do something special for you.  So when you get home, go shower and change.  I will have a special outfit I bought for your birthday waiting for you in the bathroom.  Love Teresa.”

It didn’t say aunt and I missed that.  It didn’t say what the surprise would be and missed what I thought it was going to be.  So after work I raced home thinking I was getting the Football Season pass I had dreamed of all my life.  I rushed into the shower and stripped and bathed and freshened up making sure to put my dirty clothes in the hamper and hang the wet clothes over the bathtub rail.  Then I shaved, brushed my teeth and put on some cologne when I saw the new outfit hanging on the back of the bathroom door.  It was a sort of satin looking pair of short pants and a matching tank top made of the same stuff except it had air holes in it.  It felt good to my skin when I slid it on and I was surprised that it fit me perfectly.  Now I was 5’10” 170 pounds with sort of large muscular build in my shoulders and thighs.  I had light brown hair and blue green eyes and normal average face when cleaned up.  When I gazed in the mirror and saw myself I was stunned.  I looked like one of the normal guys that went around the mall and not some bum looking street urchin that I considered myself to be all along.

I hustled out of the bathroom and waiting for me with a candle light dinner was aunt.  She made my favorite meal, steak and potatoes and a chocolate cake for my desert.  She sat across from me at the small table and waited on me the entire meal.  She made me feel really special and I guess that is how she could make me change without objection, I really loved her.

She had been wearing a flowered dress as was her custom, but after I ate my cake she asked me to wait at the table and let my food settle while she went and changed into more comfortable clothing.  So I sat there not even considering anything other than she had worked very hard to make me a wonderful meal and bought me a nice outfit and I truly felt lucky and loved for the first time in many years.

When she returned she was wearing a silk night gown that the robe fell from head to foot and was tightly tied around her waist.  She waltzed in the room more than walked and took my right hand led me from the table carrying one of the candles.  I expected we were going into the living room to watch a movie on television had she generally would ask me to do. 

When she led me up the stairs to her bedroom, I was sort surprised but thought maybe she had a present hidden there.  She did have that but nothing like what I had thought of.

Standing at the doorway threshold, she moved to side and said, “After you darling.”

I walked in and as I did she slowly closed the door behind her as I said, “This room is so much better looking since you moved in.”  I was meaning that from the heart and it was nothing more as I added, “You make this house feel like a home.”

She smiled sort of oddly at me and in a way I had never really seen before, as she seductively said, “I have been think my little boy needs more than just food and clothes for his birthday.  I think he needs something very special.”

I smiled back at her as she motioned me to the edge of the bed and waved me to sit.  As I complied with her request I said, “What more do I need now that you are here.  I really love having you here auntie.”

Blushing brightly and sort of smirking giggle came from her as she slid her hand to her robes bow tied belt and released it.  She had the candle in her left hand and turned slightly to sit it upon her dresser beside the other candles she had lit before we arrived in the room and then to my shock and surprise, she released her robe from her right arm and left and let it fall on the floor.  When she turned to face me she was wearing only a red almost see through silk blouse buttoned only once in the middle.  The blouse fell to her upper thighs and was tight to conform to her body, as he salt and pepper black hair and deep green eyes sparkled in the candle light she revealed her entire 5’8” body to me with one pop of the button and a deep shrug of her shoulders.  The garment fell and there naked was her un-tanned body.  She was sort of thin except for a small bulge around her middle and her amble bosoms were as I found out later was 34DD.  Her large areola and taunt long erect nipples perky and pointed at me were unscarred and very inviting.  As I gazed down her belly her tailored almost bald wet spot was being exposed as she lifted a leg to the stool at her makeup table and rested her left foot on it.

By now my mouth was wide open and a stunned looked appeared on my face.  She saw it and smiled as she said, “I think my little boy should deserve to find out what making love is all about.”

With that she put her right out and used her index finger to summon me to her.  I stood and as I moved towards her, she took my hand and pulled it to her waist and then my other to her crotch and whispered, “Take me and make love to me sweetheart.”

I kissed her on the lips and it was so special in the way we did it, then as my hands began to caress her body wildly, our kisses were no longer quick tender ones.  We melded in our mouths first and through many would have seen her wrinkled neck and saddle bag hips as a detracting quality I saw them as adorable.  Before I could get the nerve up to kiss her breast she pulled my mouth to her left one and rubbed my face over it until I began to feast upon her nipple like a baby.  She took only a few minutes of my adoration on her breast before she pushed me back to bed, stripped me naked and I was given my very first blow job.  She sucked the tip for a few seconds drawing out a wad of my pre-cum and then as she licked up and down my six inch shaft I felt much more building and when her mouth sucked me to my base I let go of a huge load of cum in her mouth.  She didn’t even pause, but I did hear her gulp twice.  Then she sucked on and on and as it felt limber she just made her mouth work harder at it.

I was about to say something when she swung her entire body around and straddled my face.  Now for the first time in my life a juicy wet snatch was slammed on my open mouth which eagerly accepted and ate fully until her juices flowed like pee.  The fact is it might have been mixed with her pee but I didn’t care I loved the sensation, taste and feel of her well worn pussy.  My tongue penetrated her and swirled around insider her and lapped up the thickening juices that flowed from her until I felt my hefty hard on return.  Then she swung her body once more and rolled me on top of her and as we kissed she instructed me with, “Fuck me baby.  Fuck me my baby boy.  Fuck your old auntie’s pussy.  Fuck me hard.”

I did that and a while lot more.  As my cock entered her pussy the feeling of the head sliding in her wet hole made me sigh heavily aloud and when I pumped her faster and faster with each passing second, she was cooing and going nuts for me to do it harder and faster.

It sounded like she was being beaten as our bodies slammed into each other with every single maddening thrust.  She was yelling for me to keep fucking her when she broke into a long growling howling song, sort of like peril and pain meets pleasure and ecstasy.  She was panting from her climax now, as I also was panting from my ever building hard on, yet the faster I rode on her the more she seemed to love it.  When our bodies turned into a mess of sweet sweat and lusting desires, she came again and more violent than before as she gushed liquids on my red hot cock and the bed and her eyes rolled in the back of her head as she sounded out, “Fuck me baby, keep fucking me.”

Then came the climax that I was waiting for all my life, as a long hot stream of cream blasted from my cock into her wet hole.  I was lurching backwards and still grinding with my hips as the sensations lasted for a few moments more.  When it ended I think we collapsed in a heap on her bed where we panted, kissed and hugged.

For long periods of time we only kissed and panted and did not speak.  I am not sure we could speak as I know I was so exhausted from the session I could barely breathe.  The feeling I had for her and she for me didn’t need words at that point.  Our kisses were passionate and loving and as we continued them to my surprise she kept my desire for more growing.  With only a few “I love you” exchanged between us, I began to feast between her legs once more, as I turned my body over hers and offered my slightly limp cock to her mouth which she happily took in and warmed it and cleaned it with her seasoned lips and tongue.  While I delved inside her wet creamy pussy and ate her longer and deeper than before.  I never minded my own cum was seeping out, as on occasion in my youth and past I had jerked off and swallowed it.  I don’t profess to truly loving it but I did and do like the taste of my own cum.

I dabbled in her asshole with a finger at the same time and then as I did it, my mouth decided to try it after she started reaming my asshole out.  Suddenly we were both eating each others assholes out and as I did I fingered her pussy while she squeezed and toyed with my balls.  Then to my complete surprise and pleasure, she inserted two fingers in my ass and began to milk my prostrate while her mouth sucked my cock.  I was making time licking, reaming and sucking her juices from her pussy and asshole just as she made me cum in her mouth.  I was pulsing cum as she continued milking me from the inside. 

When she finally stopped I collapsed on the bed panting as she rolled me on my back and kissed me from foot to head and then sucked on my spent cock while I lay there loving it all.  When she was satisfied she helped from the bed to her bathroom and into the big cast iron tub where we relaxed in a bubble bath until we heard the midnight strikes of the clock downstairs.

Then we dried off and she led me downstairs to the table where she cut another slice of cake for me and asked, “Would you like to eat this off my breast or pussy?”

Smiling at her I said both, and soon I had her on the table and a tasty desert piled up on both of her lovely breast and shoved inside her wet pussy.  I ate the cake off and out of her for a very long time.  When I finished she placed me on the table and a pile of icing all over my cock and nipples and to my surprise I loved her licking it off of my nipples as much as my dick.  Then when I got hard again from her constant sucking of my prick, I pulled her head off and slammed her bare ass to the floor and mounted her and rode her like a horse for more than half an hour.

Suddenly I realized just what a special thing I had with her.  So I began to try and talk to her about and to my surprise she told me, “I have wanted you since I let you stay with me that summer when you were fourteen.  I use to sneak into the bedroom and peek under your covers and boxers at you.”

“I never knew that,” I Said smiling and feeling special that she would want me like that.

Then she really blew me away with, “If had woke up once or twice that summer you would have seen me naked then.  I would masturbate while I watched you sleep.  I even pulled your pants down a few times and kissed it for you.  You were such a heavy sleeper back then you never woke up.”

“Wow I never knew you did that or felt that way.  I wish I had back then, I would have loved to done this sooner.  I would been afraid that Uncle Drew would have gotten mad,” I said honestly and happily.

As she smiled back, she confessed, “Well your uncle has a hard on for you too.  He used to jack off to the pictures of your naked body that I took.  He would have fucked you and still would if you let him.”

“You what?  He would?” I exclaimed sort of shocked and surprised as I slid her from the floor into my arms and then led her out on the back porch to the swing.

She sat beside me and cuddled me as she slowly added, “Well I took a few snap shots of your body that summer, and I sort kept them in my dresser next to my dildo.  When I would play with myself I used your photo to do it with.  Drew would do the same thing, as a matter of fact one night we shared them while we played with ourselves.  He came all over the bed dreaming of your ass.”

I snickered and laughed as I offered up, “Well I would have let you do anything you wanted to me then and now.”:

“What if I wanted to turn you into my full time lover?” she asked with a sort of innocent smile.

“I thought you just did,” I replied honestly.

Giggling and smiling in the moonlight she rocked us as she drew my head to her and kissed me.  Then she added, “I would love to have you sleep with me each night in my bed as well.”

“I was hoping you would,” I said and then added, “ I would love to be yours.”

“Yours as in what?” she asked seductively.

“Anything you want,” I replied.

“I can think of many things I want to do with and to you.  May I with or without permission,” she said smiling with sort of sheepish sexy grin.

“Anything, anytime, anyway you want it.  You don’t even have to ask, just do it,” I said think naively about this conversation.

She stood up and led me to bed that night.  I slept beside her like a teddy bear in her arms.  When morning broke I was snuggled firmly on her left breast and as I kissed it that Saturday morning I told her, “Last night was the most wonderful night of my life.  That was my first time ever with anyone.”

She smiled at me and pulled her nipple to my lips and said, “Starting today you will never go without sex again.”

I pulled her nipple in my mouth as her hand found my cock and guided it and me into her pussy.  The hot still air was suddenly even hotter as I began to thrust in and out of her until she flipped me on my back and rode me.  She pounced on my cock and bobbed up and down until she was squirting juices all over me and the bed then she yelped loudly and went faster on me until I came like her in a heaping gush of fluids.  She didn’t stop but swung off my cock and sunk her mouth on me and sucked me until I could no longer hold my pee.  She made me piss on both of us and held it back so it splattered my chest and even my face and then she licked it off me and fed me her pussy until she too drained her piss on my open appreciative mouth.

She led me into the bathroom and washed us both and then she surprised me by shaving me from my face to my toes front to back.  She covered me in powder and lotion and then fixed my hair and painted my face and nails.  When she finished she had transformed me into a different looking person, then she dressed me in the outfit she bought me and took me downstairs.  She made our breakfast and then afterwards we cleaned the house and did the chores before she led me to the backyard and sat under an elm tree with me for hours kissing and fondling one another. 

She never minded if the neighbors saw us, neither did I.  She just enjoyed it all. She made love to me under the tree by sucking my cock while she milked my prostrate and then she allowed me the pleasure of her pussy.  We made love fully naked a few hours later and stayed under that tree all day, we knew we could be seen easily but we didn’t care at all  When the sun sat that evening she took me inside and made dinner and afterwards we made love until two in the morning.

Sunday was almost a repeat of Saturday including her desire to redo my appearance.  I gave no care to what she did to and with me, as long as she did something.  When that night came she confessed to me a secret that she tried to earlier, “Now baby while I loved your uncle, there was this one person other than you that I used for sex.  She was a dream.  She was something else.”

“A girl really Teresa, tell me more,” I said happily excited as she fondled my nipples and cock head at the same time with her hands.

“Her name was Emily and she was the young woman that moved in next door a few years back.  She was bisexual and lusty and lovely.  Her blonde hair and blue eyes might have been faked as well as her 36DD boobs were but her pussy was not and it was creamy.  I use to eat her three times a day and anytime she could sneak over on the weekend without her husband catching her,” she said smiling and getting herself excited as she went on, “She loved my boobs as much as you do, maybe more.  She loved eating my pussy all the time.  The thing I loved most about her was that she would cum on my mouth at will.  I would eat her juices until she begged me to stop.  There is just something special that woman can do that man can’t.  It’s hard to explain, although you are the only man I ever really creamed over.  I never got horny like that for Drew at all, even when we first met.  Had I been smart I would have married you.”

“You still can,” I said happily meaning every word.

“Oh but you deserve to experience life and be mine as well.  I have a plan for you.  Would you like to hear it?” she asked smiling as her hand rolled over my nipples.

Well if you would read the second part of “Auntie’s Little Boy Toy!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One night while laying in Mom's old bed, I was going about my usual routine of wearing 10 of her silken briefs and 5 of her halfslips. Jerking my cock and concentrating on my Mom wishing I had gotten up the nerve to tell her mow much I wanted her before she passed away. I wanted to get the courage someday to just be waiting for her in her bed with her silky underwear on so she could see me when she walked through the door. I wanted to feel and watch her hand move slowly up and down my cock shaft, stroking me with her silky underwear. I was getting close to cumming when I heard the floor creek. In the full moonlit room I looked around and saw nothing, just the old house settling. I figured since I was interrupted I would add a few more layers of Mom's silk to my cock so I reached down to the part of the bed where I left a huge pile of her clothing and there was nothing to be found. I lifted my head up and looked around and still nothing.

Maybe I knocked them off the bed and onto the floor and maybe that is what the noise was that startled me. Still hard and horny I laid my head back, eyes closed and continued rubbing my throbbing cock feeling whatever happened to the pile of silky underwear could wait until after I exploded my cum into Mom's panties and slips. Again the floor creaked and this time it was louder, the hair on the back of my neck stood up and the room felt a bit colder. My cock was starting to go limp when all of a sudden I felt the nylon silky material start to move on its own. I was amazed and shocked and should have run out of the room and out of the house but the feeling was so heavenly. In the moonlight I watched in awe as the material moved on its own up and down my cock stroking my cock back to full hardness. I was dreaming, there is no way this is happening. I had to see what was going on. I jumped out of bed to turn on the lights and the sensation on my cock stopped. I ran to the light switch and turned it on.

There on the floor was the pile of lingerie but it had not been knocked of the bed. When I put it on the bed it was a mess and in a pile and yet there it was on the floor neatly folded and stacked. Dressed in panties and slips still I looked around the room and said aloud, "alright, who the heck is in this room?" With that my cock stood straight out, the slips lifted up and the panties pulled down on their own. I looked down to see the skin being stretched and rubbed by invisible fingers, you could see the indentation of the grip of a small hand on my cock as it expertly pulled and jerked my cock. In shock but also in lust I just stood there getting a handjob from a ghost. I had to know if I could interact. If you can hear me stop stroking my cock. The sensation stopped but I could still feel a hand holding my cock straight out from my body. I looked down to see my huge throbbing cock begging me not to stop.

The soft pink panties on the floor so neatly folded, I had to try. "If you hear me, pick up the pink panties and run the material up and down my cock." I saw my cock droop towards the floor, I had been released, did I blow it, was this great night over? All of a sudden I saw the panties raise magically off the floor and float towards me, they were being held as if a woman were debating if they were the right size. I reached down and held my cock straight out, then I was pulled away from my cock by another set of hands. Shit, I had more than one spirit in my room. I felt the warmth of a body with soft supple breasts behind me as she reached around and held my cock straight out. I looked in the mirror to see my cock being stroked and my balls being gently rubbed. The slips and panties I was wearing were pulled up and to the side revealing my now erect and bare cock. Then I almost came when the floating panties found there way over to my cock and were draped over my swollen shaft. I watched the material stroke up and down my cock all the while feeling the gentle stroke of a hands on my shaft and balls. This was so fucking great, I had some sort of sex maniac ghosts right here with me in my house.

They were so gentle and pleasing yet I could not figure out why they were here. I had to see them, I told them both to stop and ordered them to go put on a white fullslip each. They left the pink panty draped over my cock and made their way to the pile of lingerie. I watched as the layers were rummaged through until the two fullslips were found. One by one I watched as they mysteriously raised in the air on there own and slowly slid down the feminine bodies. They both had great breasts and I could tell one was older than the other. Her boobs were larger but they drooped a bit more. I could swear I had seen those silhouettes before, but where? Now that I could see them, well I could see empty form filled slips floating about, I could now watch them service me. Since you ladies have such full breasts and I do love silky material against my cock, I want you both to slide those beautiful breasts up and down my shaft. They both stood there in front of me waiting for my decision as to what position I wanted them on. I layed on the bed, my cock sticking straight up on its own and told them to press there boobs together nipple to nipple so a little hole was formed in between the four of them, then I wanted to watch as they slid their silk covered tits up and down my cock shaft. As I lay there, they floated over to me and got into my prescribed position and started stroking my cock as ordered, this felt so good! Four big tits and lots of silk masturbating my cock, better than any dream I could have ever had. I thought, wait a minute, they are ghosts, I am not limited to the basic laws of physics.

I want you both to sit atop me with your backs to one another and my cock in between your butt cracks but only after you each put on panties and 2 more half slips under your fullslip. I needed to feel the layers of silk, this is the best way I like them when stroking my cock. I watched as they floated over and slid on panties and 2 slips a piece. Covered in layers of slips they were now on top of my cock moving up and down my cock shaft stroking me off with Mom's slips. I want you to spin slowly around now and caress my cock with the silky material, I watched as they both put their legs out and started to slowly rotate around my cock encircling my dick with the cracks of their asses and silky soft nylon. As they slowly twirled around they also moved up and down, I was getting the masturbation of a lifetime. I mean, I love Mom's slips but what better way to use them than to have two females, or even female ghosts, wearing them and masturbating me with them. I was feeling dirty and my "close to cumming sensations" were driving me wild, I let out the words, Mom if you could only be here to see me using your silky underwear to make me cum and to see how it is being done. I wished I could have fucked you when you were still alive, I want to cum on your face Mom! I want to fuck your tits and soak your whole body in cum! I was in ecstasy! I watched my cock being serviced and still there was no audible sounds from my two guests. I had to know who they were, I know that I can see their figures because of the clothing and if I gave them enough cum for two great facials I could see the outline of their faces with my cum.

Ladies, when I cum I want you each to take my sperm load on your faces, with that and knowing I was close to cumming they stopped and floated to my cock, I knew their faces were right next to my swollen cock head, I felt warm breaths on my cock and I was going to cum soon. Without asking I watched as they each took turns sucking my cock deep into their throats, I could see the deformed shape of my dick as it was forced into their throats, this was the best blowjob ever! Moving in and out of an invisible throat is something too hard to describe, you can feel the silky warm wetness of tongues, mouths and throats but you can see your cock in the air moving about on its own. One started rubbing gently on my balls and the other was sucking and stroking hard and I was going to shoot the load of the century! All of a sudden my body raised off the bed, I had no weight. I then turned over, my cock facing the bed and my back to the ceiling. My cock was still being sucked and stroked and I couldn't hold back any longer.

I knew their faces were there and eager to get spermed so I just let it go. I shot the first big cum gush on the younger of the two then the second on the older ghost. It wouldn't stop, it was as if they were inside my cock stroking the very nerves that send you off into a great orgasm. My cock moved by itself back to the younger then to the left to the older. All while feeling the sensation of being sucked off by the most expert mouths off all time, I couldn't stop squirting my cum. Twelve pairs of panties flew up off the floor and started running all over my body while I came, then the slips, my whole body was being stroked with silk. Mouths on my cock, nylon silk all over my body, I was gushing so much cum. I looked down to see the cum pooling up in their eyes and over their lips, they were smiling, I lost count of my cumshots when they were over 20 hard strong squirts, an orgasm to end all orgasms. After what seemed like a heavenly eternity the cumming ended, there must have been over a pint of cum that shot out of my cock. Then a sight I will never forget, like starving maniacs they each went crazy with my cum, I could see the cum smearing all over their faces and soon even the hands of my visitors became visible with the shapes outlined by my cum all over them. I watched as four hands smeared cum everywhere, over their hands, tits and faces. As I looked at their faces a strange sensation came over me.

I was gob smacked, I couldn't believe what I saw. The younger one, could it be? I looked at her and she looked back, Mom? And wait, is that Grandma? My Mother and Grandmother were servicing my cock in a way that was not of this world. Mom, Nana, why? They looked at me and just smiled. You cannot speak with me? They nodded NO but I could feel them, Oh God I could feel them. That was so fucking great, you both made my cock feel so good. I am sorry about your underwear Mom, I have always jacked off in it. She smiled and moved towards me, she leaned to kiss me on the cheek then reached down and gave my cock a little squeeze. Nana came over next and pushed her breasts together and gave my cock a tittyfuck squeeze too. I was so drained and tired but I didn't want it to end. Will I see you both again, they smiled and nodded YES. I guess I was tired and passed out right then and there.

I awoke the next morning feeling as though I had just experienced the dream of a lifetime. I looked around the room and it looked as it always did. The room smelled of cum, had lingerie everywhere, and cum had soaked most of the lingerie except it sure did look as if a lot of cum had been shot. No, it was just a dream, I said a loud. My Mom and Grandma had passed away and all that drove that dream last night was my urge to have always wanted to fuck them. Somehow, thinking about the dream made my cock hard. I sat at the edge of the bed and slid on 4 halfslips and one fullslip and started stroking my cock. My cock was tenting the slips and sticking straight up, I said a loud, OK Mom, you know what to do from here, laughing inside at the thought that the dream had actually happened.

I looked closely at my silk covered cock and nothing, then it started to move on its own. My God the slip was alive again, it wasn't a dream. I can have my Mom and Grandma anytime I want! Do it Mom, stroke me off quickly in your silky slips before I go to work. I heard the squeaking of the material as it rubbed against itself. I had to see this in the daylight in the mirror. I walked to the dresser mirror and the stroking never stopped. I looked in the mirror with a naughty grin watching my cock being masturbated in Mom's underwear. Stroke it Mom you hardcore slut, the pace quickened. Faster Mom faster! It was supernatural she was stroking me so quick it was a blur of friction. I let out a scream and shot my wad right through the slips. I watched as the cum was forced under pressure through the material and as it pooled at the surface I knew Mom was licking away at the cum. I could see the cum moving in a way around my cockhead through the slips as only a tongue could do. It subsided but I still got off 11 good squirts. Mom, I want to fuck you tonight, I will call for you when I get home from work OK. I felt a gentle kiss on my cheek then the presence was gone from the room.

Good God I cannot wait for tonight!