Draculas & Dragons - Sex Stories

Draculas & Dragons

... The marred lipstick leaves dark imperfect shadow imprints across his fourteen-inch cock. As she reached the head she pressed both fangs into the purple beast. Not piercing. Just enough to leave indentations. Dimples.

“Oh, Frae dragons, yes!” His hand reached for her head, she batted it away.

Mavis greedily sucked and nibbled Bobby’s cockhead. Lipstick and saliva mashed across it. His precum began leaking, mixing in. The salty flavor coated her tongue. Lifting her head she locked eyes with Bobby. He lost focus as the blue in her eyes shifted to a hazy light red. She said one word, desire filled her voice, “More.”

A small river of precum pulsed from the engorged cockhead. The white shine on the purple tip almost mesmerized her. She strengthened her resolve, his desires would not overwhelm her, she dove in. Her pink tongue attentively catches each pulse of white pleasure. She rolled the salty liquid in her mouth, savoring it as it oozed throughout. Clinging to her inner cheeks and washing over her teeth. It began to slide toward her throat, spilling downward.

“It's… I never…” he tried to say. A moan escaped his light pink, ‘Aahh.. ohh…’

Both her hands gripping his shaft. Her left; working the hot throbbing base. His wispy golden hair tickled her white skin beneath her mesh gloves, poking and pulling at them. Her right; playing with the meaty shaft just under Bobby's engorged purple head. Neither hand was capable of fully wrapping around his throbbing meat shaft. ...

... Her claws extended on their own, dancing and tickling his flesh. At times two of her claws traced the outline of his veins. With care she prevented nicks, only wanting to savor the moment. Playing with his monument, his monster. To feel the hot blood pulse past her fingertips. Her nipples hardened with each pulse.

Lightning in the form of pleasure flashed through his body. Muscles became rock-hard at her touch. Fireworks washed over his sight as she kissed, sucked, and licked.

“OH! FUCK! Sheila! Yes!”

Who?

A chain of saliva and precum drizzled down her porcelain chin, lifting her head just above his cock. Their juices slipped free of her face; landed and rolled down to the ridgeline of the head. A strong pulse oozed out of the purple beast before her. It did so with just enough power that it escaped the surface and landed on her right tit. The white droplet began rolling down her black dress, intent on a goal.

Mavis quickly, too quickly for a human, pressed her lips to his urethra. The next pulse of salty white pleasure greeted her as her lips sucked the entrance. Her tongue scooped out his juices, playfully dancing over the hole and over it again. Repeating with each new donation that delivered the wonderful flavor.

“OH! Mav! I’ve never….” he moaned.

Almost as good as blood, she thought. Her eyes wandered to a large vessel undulating with his blood. Her right hand moved to caress the vein. Black-painted claws dotted and danced across his pulsing veins. ...