Draculas & Dragons - Sex Stories

Draculas & Dragons

... two steps. Mavis decided to be naughty. She took two instead of one. The back of her tight black dress jumped up. A cool breeze, high on her ass cheeks titillated them. She flashed a quick grin and felt the front pull up to her belly.

Watching her heart-shaped ass Bobby felt his cock throb as Mavis skipped a step. Her dress slid up over her perfect cheeks. Each a half heart, each meant to break a man or woman. His cockhead burst out of the loincloth, a few inches following it. He bit his lip and began pushing the swelling tip back into the fur as Mavis turned around. The scent of her perfume filled his nostrils, arousing him more. She was so close. His head throbbed in his hand.

“Oh sorry, missed a step.” She slowly pulled the dress back down.

Even his hand looks small next to it,

she thought. Her eyes glazed as he pushed the head back into cover. No, I’m in control, not him, she thought.

Bobby’s cock twitched. The front of her panties looked like a cute little black bat. With blood red eyes and tiny fangs as it smiled. He adjusted himself again, she watched with a smile.

I have the power here, not him,

she bit her lip.

They began walking the halls. Ancient paintings lined the walls, some large, some small. Some watched them. The candle lights flickered on as they neared each sconce, as if by magic. Mavis stopped in front of a door. The dark wooded panels were strapped by two black iron ribs.

“Ah miss, I’m.. I didn't get your name?”

“Silly me. ...

... It’s Mavis. Call me Mavis.” She blushed at repeating herself and quickly turned to the door, too quickly for a human, “This is one of our finest rooms, in fact, it's right next to mine.” Mavis said as she opened the door. Pressing on the black iron latch.

Walking through the door she turned to him, reaching for his helmet. Pull it off his head. She tossed it.

“Wow, this is really nice.” Large and spacious, near the back wall a huge four-post bed. Fabric-covered chairs stood in front of a fireplace that lined one-half of a wall to his left. Flames crackled to life as they lit up, by themselves. Above the fireplace was an ancient oil painting. A beautiful woman in a lacy white flowing dress and a large black hat looked out over the room. The brim, hiding one of her glowing eyes. Her chest made Mavis’ look flat. Bobby didn't notice her eyes following them.

“You can get the best view from the bed.” She took his hand. They both started moving deeper into the room.

Bobby resisted the urge to look for traps. His helmet landed in a far chair. At the bed, he turns. The comforter; a patchwork of spooky, haunted faces. All in drab colors. Mavis stood before him, blocking his view of the hotel’s finest room. She was so close he felt her cool breath weaving it way past his harness onto his chest. The sweet perfume mixed with the scent of her body. His cock twitched; the fur along its massive length rippled, the head threatening to escape again.

Mavis dropped to her knees. She ...