Draculas & Dragons - Sex Stories

Draculas & Dragons

... room. The thought of control slipped from her mind. Her muscles; all pulling, all tightening, on and around his shaft. Her lips squeezed with the force of a large vice. His monster cockhead, deep within her. It pulses before he could lift her slippery hips. The walls of her intimate depth tugged at his cockhead.

Her breasts had bounced after the beast struck them, from inside her. Looking down between her white orbs and pink pierced nipples her eyes widened, there was a long white worm under her skin. The glands of his cockhead were clearly outlined, it stretched from her breasts down to her spread pussy. She sensed it undulating next to her heart, causing it to beat, pumping her own blood. His veins pulled at her intimate walls. She sensed an unfamiliar sensation as unused muscles tightened inches below his head and familiar ones at her entrance.

Bobby felt another vise contracting around the center of his shaft. His meat resisted her crushing, kneading inner muscles.

Her right hand grasped her stomach. Four fingers wrapped along the cylindrical bulge of her white flesh; her thumb resting, pressing along its length, the point of her claw nozzle at his ridge. She was lifted upwards. The beast twitched almost like she had a heartbeat, she felt his cockhead slide past each of her fingers. The ridgeline pulled at her glove as it disappeared. Her hand rested on her now flat stomach.

As it happened she moaned, ‘Sa-a.. yes!’ Her entrance gripped eagerly at his head. ...

... She willed herself to focus even as the ridges tickled her lips.

I have you now monster,

she thought.

He shifted her, fighting the slippery grip. The lower edge of his purple head smashed into her hood, pushing it back. Pressing her button.

‘Aoo-hha.’ escaped her lips and fangs.

He adjusted her a second time; her grip tightened. Mavis bit her lip, both fangs stabbing trying to pierce her chin. Her tongue had cleaned the red, leaving only smears of Black Midnight lipstick covering her lower face.

The pressure released from her clit and she took control. Slamming down to his base. Her hands grasped at his chest rubbing across his pecs and nipples.

‘Fuuucck, ahh, gooood monster.’ She moaned.

Her ass slick and fast, had slipped from kneading hands. Bobby slid them down the sides of her body, where they had landed on her wide hips. They rolled over the sides of her hips. Hands moving backward each cupped a cool cheek. He followed up by giving them a little squeeze.

Darting back up, her perfect heart-shaped ass hovered above him. His hands grasped at air. A moan passed her lips. Both vises tugged, dragging along his length, failing to hold him in place. His moan matched hers in intensity.

‘Eaaa, yess!’

'Ahha, sata!’

Her white pink lips and muscles tighten on his head as his fingertips teased and caressed her cheeks. An awareness of their shared nectar filled her mind; dripping out of her, over him.

Mine,

she thought. The look in her eyes ...