Draculas & Dragons - Sex Stories

Draculas & Dragons

... jerked down the brown fur loincloth to his ankles.

Fwoosh. Plop. Crack!!

In an instant, his grapefruit-sized ball sack dropped free. His concealed weapon swung out. The shaft slammed into her porcelain cheek, just below her eye. A large vein throbbed and brushed the edges of her eyelashes. The blood calling to her. Mavis’s eyelids could have kissed it, it was so near. She saw the vein engorge and contract as his heart beat. A line of sweet juice slipped from her panties and ran down her leg soaking into her right stocking.

“Oh sorry. Are you ok?” His cheeks blush bright pink.

Had she been human it might have hurt. It would have knocked her back. Possibly putting her at disadvantage.

Looking up Mavis smiled at the pinkness filling his face. She licked her lips. Her eyes lowered, rolling across the weapon that had violated her cheek. “I’m fine more. Then in fine in fact.”

Neither noticed her mistake.

She ran the back of her mesh-covered hand across one of his veins as it pulled away. The purple beast twitched, almost reaching for her.

“Is this part of the massage or the bathing?” he asked, “I think I can do it myself if it's the bathing…”

Mavis reached out with her left hand, seeing her long claws, she retracted them slightly as she pressed her hand onto Booby’s rippling stomach. Some of her fingers slipped past his harness to his skin. Flicking her wrist Bobby fell back onto the bed behind him. His cock’s fourteen-inch length slid across Mavis’ cool ...

... cheek. She managed the lightest kiss, just below the massive head. As her lips touched the purple beast it batted her away, teasing. Her eyes followed the rugged tip and strong ridge surrounding its outer edge. Flaring it invited her to return. She bit her lower lip with an… tici…paation, both fang rubbing on her lipstick.

Leaning forward Mavis spread his muscular legs. Her black hair brushed his inner thighs. His sack’s weight crushing the edge of the bed, a cool wispy sensation rushed over the underside of his balls, the comforter its source. His two orbs threatened to roll off the bed as Mavis drew near. She saw his whole body tense up. Her tongue peeked out between her lips and fangs. Leaving a short sticky saliva trail across Bobby’s purple cockhead she lightly kissed the monster just below the entrance to his urethra. She flicked her tongue across the opening. The cock lurched toward her. Hardly at all she raised her head and spoke.

“You look like you have a lot of extra blood in you. Take off your chest piece and relax.” She said as she slid her tongue down along his cock.

Bobby leaned up and pulled off his harness. As he freed his tanned chest he threw it out of sight into a dark corner.

Her tongue ran down sliding over and around large throbbing veins. His light golden tuff tickled her chin. Her fangs nuzzled the base as she reached it. She began slowly sliding them along the shaft as her tongue darted around, teasing. Planting long kisses here and there. ...