Draculas & Dragons - Sex Stories

Draculas & Dragons

... matched her primal appetite.

Thrusting down. Her stomach rippled, bulged, and an intense orgasm racked her body. She had enough control to hold back her moan this time. He didn’t.

“FFFuuu…. Ah.. yess!”

Even with all his strength holding her up, she slammed back to his base. The only resistance was her womb’s intimate entrance as it expanded around him. His muscles were powerless against her unworldly strength. Bobby let out a primal groan, all but a roar, as she tightened around him. Juices spilled out of her, freshly coating both their eager and sticky skin.

“Ah-hoooar!”

My little tiger,

Mavis thought.

She hadn’t realized it the first few thrust, but every one of them had breached her womb. His precum soaked into her deepest womanhood. She finally understood the unfamiliar sensation she had sensed earlier. Gliding one hand over his heart she felt its rapid thumping. A passionate beat. She pinched and twisted his left nipple with her other hand, her claws rolling around his pink diamond.

He hissed, lightly with joy.

Granting his nipple freedom she pulled down on her right piercing, daring her erect pink teat to leak her own red honey. Rubbing her way to her stomach and grasping the center she lunged, descending with intent to feel his head as it passed each of her fingers.

Mavis’ mind evoked her hips to move up and down in short, quick strokes. Learning his length. Both her body's vises; working, gripping, pulling on his meat shaft, neither ...

... wanting to be free of the sensations it gave. His warmth spread throughout her core with each movement. The third time her womb's entrance caught the ridges of his head without letting it slip out she increased her speed. Moans escaped both their mouths. His with every thrust, hers every third thrust as she gained back control.

As her speed continued to increase he relented trying to hold her goo-covered cheeks. Resting the backs of his hand on his inner thighs, Bobby settled for tickling her porcelain cheeks as they rapidly bounced off his fingertips. He pushed small trails through the slime with each contact. His pinky and ring fingers brushed his cumsack each time she lowered herself, tentacles of electricity rushed through him. Moans continuously came from his lips.

‘Ahh, yes.” he moaned. Ar.. ah… esss’

Seconds turned into minutes and with each lunge Mavis enjoyed the throbbing pulse running along her inner walls. Her fingers bounced as he slid past, tapping on her bulging stomach. Every time he stuck deep she felt her heart beat. Almost like she was alive. Their sweet scents filled her nostrils and she moaned at their shared ecstasy. Faster she lunged. And faster.

Instinctually she began leaning toward his neck. At the apex of her lunge, he stiffened and roared.

“Hraahhh! Fuck yess!”

She felt the jet of cum rush from her lips, along her walls, splattering and pushing past her womb’s lips. The depths of her uterus flooded with white hot cream. Striking the ...