Lianda and the Terrible Cave Wyrm II
Or
“Tight Fit, but I’ll take it”
Lianda lay on the cave floor for some time, the firelight casting flickering patterns over the rocky walls. The dragon, had settled himself into the small pool of water resting his head on the floor. He regarded Lianda sleepily.
She considered the changes in her circumstances. Yesterday, she’d been part of the village, and a general cook for the village hall, and today she was laid on the floor of a cave while a large copper and amber dragon snoozed an arms length away. Still more incredibly, she was covered chin to toes with the Dragon’s cum.
Lianda considered this last point.
It had been unexpected, but she’d actively enjoyed her activities with the Dragon, and she wondered if she could stay with it…it seemed disinclined to hurt her, and the cave, while not as comfortable as her old home was dry.
Lianda moved to stand and found herself unpleasantly sticky. She giggled a little at this and blushed, though there was no one but the Dragon to see her.
She decided to clean herself down and see about some food – she hadn’t eaten since lunch the day before, and all she had were her clothes and the bottle of cooking oil she’d had in her apron pocket, which she felt was all very well for the actual job of cooking, but perhaps not for breakfast.
The dragon took up fully half of the shallow pool; it’s tail swishing lazily through the water. Lianda grimaced. She hated bathing in cold water.
She skipped into the pool, the water splashing up her legs, and with a shriek she dropped into the pool. Gasping with the cold she began splashing water over herself.
As she searched the bottom of the pool for loose sand to scrub herself with she encountered something soft, which coiled around her finger. She flinched, sending droplets of water skipping through the air, but it was only her skirt, still at the bottom of the pool from when she had tried to wash it earlier.
Laughing with relief, she moved through the water to gather it up, but the belly of the resting dragon had trapped a corner. The water was a bit warmer here, so Lianda settled, her back to the Dragon’s warm scaly side while she washed.
After a while, the Dragon got up and climbed out of the pool, sending Lianda flailing backwards into the water with another shriek. Surfacing, she spluttered and wiped the water out of her eyes, and glared at the Dragon, who was settling by the fire, stretching out its belly to the heat. Lianda glared at it, half convinced it was laughing at her. Fuming, she threw the wet skirt at it splashed the water in it’s direction.
Muttering about inconsiderate bath users, she settled back into the pool, which was now not so cold, and resumed her bath.
As she washed, she remembered her moment with the Dragon earlier, as it had probed her with it’s tongue, sliding the hot tip between her pussy lips, probing and caressing, and how she had, in turn, pleasured the dragon with her body. She had rubbed herself over it’s enormous cock, squeezing it’s head between her breasts, and had licked and sucked at the tender skin, as she had, herself been rubbed and massaged my the thick shaft pressing against her slippy cunny…
She became aware that she had stopped washing, and her fingers were lingering over her nipple, which jutted in the cold air, droplets of water beading her breasts. Despite the temperature, she felt hot between the thighs, and she half felt that she needed to do something about it.
She stepped out of the pool closer to the fire, and shivering slightly, picked up her damp skirt. Arranging it near the flames, she reclined, feeling the warmth from the flames. She smoothed her skin with a hand, pushing at the clinging water droplets, and again sank into her reverie, in her mind, feeling against the warmth of the Dragon as she had moved against it. Her skin had rubbed against it’s dry smooth scales which had been like polished pebbles, so different in texture to it’s warm, soft, rough tongue which had curled over her nipples and brushed her thighs… Moaning a little, Lianda’s fingers brushed down her body over her belly between her legs. Rolling onto her back, she spread her thighs, as her fingers slipped over her soft pubic hair. Her pussy was warm and wet, and Lianda traced it with fingertips, feeling the lips of her pussy part, and the cold air caressing her. She thrilled at her touch and gently pressed between the swollen folds, which parted softly, her fingers sinking into the moist heat, and she drew them between her pussy lips, spreading herself open in the fire-lit shadows. She gasped, feeling the electric tingle as she used two slick fingers to rub either side of her clitoris.
Lianda opened her eyes, savouring this moment, and she saw the dragon watching her. She blushed as though she had been caught doing something illicit, and laughed.
The dragon’s gaze was intense as it reclined, with it’s belly to the fire, it’s great wings casting shadows from the light entering the cave’s mouth, and Lianda realised with a thrill in her belly that it’s large cock was once again peaking from the large sheath that hung between it’s thighs.
Lianda felt drawn to it – the sight of it, the feel of it and even the taste of it, and she stood, a strange weakness in her legs. As she approached, the Dragon lifted its head, and Lianda reached out to caress it’s snout – in a few short hours she had lost all fear of the great creature.
The Dragon snorted and it’s long tongue flicked out and over her sticky fingers. Lianda laughed and stroked the tongue of the Dragon. She dithered – should she stay here and proffer the source of her sauce to the Dragon? After all, it had seemed to enjoy the taste and the experience (as had she) earlier on… Or should she move down to those tremendous thighs and the jutting lance glistening in the light from the fire, it’s pink skin slippy with the dragon’s own slippy lubrication…
Looking at it made Lianda hot and flustered, and she decided she had to touch it, now.
She walked slowly towards it, her hand brushing over the dragon’s shoulder and chest, her short nails skipping over the scales.
The Dragon sighed deeply and abruptly shifted, rolling onto it’s broad back, it’s wings splayed out below it, and Lianda crouched as the displaced air blew dust and sand up in spirals. As she put her hand out, she knocked the bottle of oil, and she grabbed it to stop it falling and breaking. As she stood, holding the oil, she saw the Dragon’s warm belly and jutting penis, and imagined herself riding it, it’s length within her… but it was so large! The head of the cock swelled out the thickness of her finger beyond the width of the shaft of the tool, which at this end was almost as thick as her wrist.
She placed her hand on the cock, lowly stroking it, and it twitched under her touch…Her body and belly were pressed against the Dragon’s broad side, her ample bosom resting on it’s belly as she fondled the dragon, her hands becoming slick with it’s juices.
One hand drifted to her erect nipples, stroking and caressing first one then the other, before trailing a line down her belly to her aching hot pussy, and a line of damp fingerprints back up to her hot nipples. Whimpering and panting, Lianda leaned on the Dragon, and caressed it’s cock with her tongue, holding and stroking with one hand, her other hand buried between her thighs, her fingers caressing and probing. She slipped a finger inside herself, hot droplets splashing and running down her thighs, as she closed her eyes, her pussy clenching and sucking on her finger, but it was not enough – like a beast on heat, she felt she must have a cock in her, filling her!
She leaned onto the Dragon’s belly and rubbed the underside of it’s cock head with her hot wet hand, causing it to moan and sigh, an as Lianda moved she knocked the bottle of oil again. She was about to kick it out of the way when a though penetrated her mind.
The oil was slippy and she’d used it before to ease tight fits, and she remembered her one day a the cow fields, when the Bull had stretched the cows which had seemed scarcely larger than she was…
Well, she was certainly wet enough she thought!
With mounting excitement, she eased herself onto the Dragon’s belly, it’s cock pressing between her legs once more, but this time, instead of using her pressed breasts and plump thighs, she intended to take the Dragon within her!
Rocking herself, she ground her pussy against the Dragon’s cock, her hot lips parting and kissing at the shaft, and began easing herself to the tip of the cock.
As she crawled onto the Dragon’s chest, she raised her hips, and the cock pressed against her, rubbing her, making her belly and breasts slick, until the head of the cock was between her thighs, and she pinned it between her and the Dragon.
Her legs astride the dragon, her sopping pussy lips pressed against the tip of the tool, she began to move her hips, and the Dragon moaned, it’s great forepaws lifting to hold Lianda around her belly. Closing her eyes, Lianda leaned forwards into the Dragon, Raising her rump, the tip of the Dragon’s erection rising, pressing lightly against her, until the hot tip invaded her, pressing into her, a hot drop of pre-cum dripping from the cleft tip, running into her!
Then, she inched back. She felt each move…the Dragon’s tip pressing and pushing, stretching her, her own pussy gaping as she moved, the incredible hotness of it against her clitoris, it’s slippyness, on her buttocks and thighs…
She pushed and was pushed open, the rounded cleft of the dragon probing deeper – she felt the Dragon’s great slow pulse and the thick warmth of the fluids, dripping from it’s arousal, whimpering with lust, Lianda moved again, and her yielding flesh parted, and the dragon was within her filling her utterly!
There was a momentary tear of pain, as Lianda finally gave up her virginity – an attribute she had not wanted or cared about, and she cried only a single tear. The momentary pain was soothed by the pressure and thick fluids of the Dragon, and she shifted her hips, the Dragon holding her, as it panted, and she spread her thighs for it, slipping down an inch, and another and another until she could take no more, the Dragon’s dick pressing at the top of her vagina.
Breathing in short gasps, Lianda stopped, the huge paws holding her firmly but gently, her full breasts swaying, the nipples hard but tender. She opened her eyes, and looked into the Dragon’s gaze, it’s jaws agape as it panted, it’s tongue flicking out to lick its muzzle.
Lianda clenched her thighs, lifting a little, and squeezed herself, pulling and massaging the organ filling her, and the Dragon moaned once more, it’s eyes closing a little. Lianda shifted and slid up the impaling shaft, sliding on their mingles juices, until the massive head once more stretched pussy lips from within, her hot juices dripping and then she moved back, sliding down the Dragon once more, and this time it was easier, the skin of the tool, pushing and vibrating the electric bud of her clit, making her cry out!
She put her hands on her breasts, and as she rode the dragon, she massages and fondled them, rolling and stroking the nipples, milking herself with the pleasure. Up and down the shaft she rode, it plunged into her and pulled out, her hoochie quivering and pressing against it like an eager mouth! The Dragon groaned and gasped for all that only the tip of his tool was inside Lianda, his glutinous hot pre-cum, washing inside her, lubricating them, dripping down the shaft and her thighs as she moved… until Lianda began to climax. She gasped, her chest blushing pink, and her nipples hardening unbearably, she squeezed and sucked with her pussy, running the creature into her as hard and fast and as deep as she could, and too, the Dragon gasped…
Then the Creature’s grip tightened and it moaned long and deep, it’s cock throbbed and swelled, and a jet of hot white cum sprayed into Lianda! She was over the tip, and when the felt it fill her, she screamed, a sound of passion and pushed back at this new pressure, sending it spraying from her! She held herself tight to the Dragon as it moaned and bucked, sending pulse after pulse of its thick seed into her, and she climaxed, her orgasm, clamping down on the tool, and she shuddered and gasped! Wave after wave, jet after jet filled her, and she swore she felt herself swell and fill from it, and finally she collapsed forward, the long thick cock sliding free from it’s embrace. As she collapsed back over it, a few last spurts covering her belly and she lay still, sharing the heat and silence with the dragon, and the ebbing heat within her…
