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To Charm a Dragon

This story contains graphic depictions of a sexual relationship between a human male and a female dragon. If that sort of thing offends you (what the fuck are you doing on this site?) then piss off. If you are underage, then piss off as well, or you can hold yourself completely responsible for any action taken resulting from your reading this story. No flame mail, because I can give it just as good as I can take it, trust me on that.

This is the first yiffy story I have decided to publish. I belted it out in around about three hours, so please excuse any mistakes, broken sentence structure, or an overall disjointed feeling to the story. Any comments encouraged, and any ideas for improvement also encouraged. This is the first of a series of stories. So if you like this one, then look out for more. (Soon, hopefully.)

Hyran pushed aside a hanging curtain of vines, and entered the clearing. He stared around in awe. He had been in the province for only a week, and this was his first real chance to explore the thick forest that surrounded the citadel.

He wore the simple clothes of a Dyranian soldier; a brownish-green shirt, faded brown fabric greaves, and high-topped boots made for slogging through shallow swamps. He carried an unadorned staff in his hands, and he carried two swords in sheathes, one on his hip, the other on his back.

He had been looking for an area to practise, hopefully hard to find and with a water source nearby.

The clearing was almost perfectly round, with a brownish lake at one end and a grass-covered hill at the other. It was rather large, but was so far off the track that no one would have a chance of finding it. The trees surrounding it were so thick that you could pass metres from it and not realise, it was really blind luck that Hyran had found it at all.

He began to practise with his staff, working on his kata. In the big city he was a powerful warrior, but out here, on the edge of the civilised lands, on the very border of unchartered territory, he was no match for even some of the students. That was why he had been searching for somewhere to practise in secret.

He drew a blindfold and wrapped it around his eyes, so that he could learn to fight and move without needing to see the ground. He tripped several times.

He was halfway through tripping, when his staff caught on the ground and dug hard into the soft grass. He landed smack dab on target, the other end of the staff slamming upwards into his balls.

He clutched at his groin, falling to the ground and rolling about like a fish on land, letting out pained moans. He thought he heard laughter in the distance, and wished he could sink into the ground. Somebody from the castle had obviously followed him, and the story of his spectacular fighting abilities would be common knowledge by morning.

He lay on the ground for a while trying to get his wind back, and then decided that he had better face the music, and stood up, looking for the one who had laughed, hoping to just get the teasing over with and out of the way.

The clearing was deserted.

Hyran shook his head, as though to clear it. He must have been hearing things, although the laughter could easily have been his conscience laughing at him for being such a fool. He decided to go and soak in the water for a while, and hopefully get rid of the feeling of discomfort he was feeling in his groin area. He made his way over to the water, walking bow-legged, he knew he must look stupid, and was sure that he heard laughter again.

"I know you're out there, so just come out and laugh at me." He called in a resigned tone of voice. Nobody answered.

He shrugged, stripped down to his breeches, and waded out into the water. He sat down, so it was up to his neck, and rested his head against a rock, sighing. He had as long as he liked out here. It was still early morning, and he didn't intend to be back for a long time yet.

He heard laughter again, closer this time. Now that he could hear it properly, it sounded like a naughty little girl giggling about spying on someone.

That made him smile, maybe a girl had followed him, and maybe she wanted to get with him. He closed his eyes and leant back against the rock, content to wait. He pretended to sleep.

He wasn't aware of falling asleep, but somewhere along the line, his ruse had turned into reality. It was now about midday, and his shoulders were starting to get that sunburned feeling to them.

He glanced over to his clothes, which he had left near the other bank; slightly obscured by trees and brush, so he might be able to hide if a native came upon him unexpectedly. He didn't want his clothes to be found and have to run back to the castle naked.

He saw movement in the bushes to the side of his clothes, and sank silently into the water, until just the top of his head was showing. He slowly reached down, picked up some mud, and piled it onto his head, smearing it around unevenly, turning his shoulder-length brown hair a muddy brown. He would pay for it later, when he tried to drag a comb through his hair, but it would be worth it if he brought back fresh meat. He grabbed another handful of mud and dumped it over his head, the more misshapen his head looked, the less likely it would be that the creature saw him for what he really was.

He slowly moved closer, up to his neck in the water, he now resembled nothing more than a piece of mud-covered driftwood.

He was almost to the bank when he saw something emerge from the bushes and start nosing through his belongings.

He couldn't tell what it was, because it gleamed brightly in sun, as if it were made of metal. He thought that he could see a golden colour, but he couldn't be sure. He watched as it sniffed at his clothes. It wriggled up inside his shirt, seeking food or shelter, but it became tangled in the fabric. It squealed in surprise and backed up, but it was rather firmly caught, and only managed to tangle itself even further.

It began to roll about, thrashing, trying to get free. It rolled right off one of the rocks into the water with a cry of surprise.

Hyran couldn't help it, he laughed, but quickly stifled the sound as the creature's head popped up out of the shallow water. He was sure that it was looking straight at him, using one of the shirts sleeves as a peephole. He froze, and then splashed towards it as it started to flee.

He crash tackled it several metres from the shore, the shirt obviously slowing it down considerably.

He let its head come up for air, and tried to discover just what he was holding. He could see a slight glimmer of golden scales under the murky water, and moved his hands across its hide to be sure. He felt scales under his fingers, and then he moved his hand to the front of its chest, feeling only skin and bones. It didn't have any breasts, so it must be some kind of reptile or a male. He then moved his hand to the side, and felt one leg, then to the other side, and felt another, and then he moved his hand lower, feeling two back legs. All the legs were short and strong, giving him the impression that the creature walked on all fours. He moved his hand even lower, and accidentally brushed his hand over its sex. He felt warm lips against his hand, and realised that he was holding a female close to him, which meant that he was holding some kind of reptile, and then he felt around and located a long, whippy tail.

He heard the creature begin making a strange sound against the fabric of his shirt, and then heard a very distinct hiss.

He sighed. It was probably just a large lizard of some sort, not very good for eating. He was about to start the process of untangling its head and front legs from his shirt, when he felt something thin and large brush his side. His eyes opened wide. He could feel the reptile's legs, all four of them, and its head was above water, and the tail was resting against his ankle, so, what was brushing his side?

He reached down and grabbed the offending object gently, and ran his hand down to its source. It sprouted from the lizard's shoulders.

He suddenly realised that he was holding a dragon.

He began to apologize profusely. He had heard that dragons were very smart, and could understand and speak human speech.

"I'm so sorry." He said over and over again.

He finally managed to wrench the shirt off the dragon's head, and she glared at him.

"Your silly human contraption trapped me, and made me look foolish, you owe me a favour." She said, pouting. She had a lilting, feminine voice that was oddly arousing.

"You are to come back here tomorrow, at dawn, so I can extract my repayment from you. If you don't come, I will hunt you down, tear out your heart, and make you watch while I eat it." She said. And then, as soon as he had put her down, she nudged him in the direction of his clothes, and then disappeared before he could say anything.

He shivered. She had disappeared so quickly and completely that he didn't even know which way she had gone. The only explanation he could think of was that she used magic.

He wondered what he would be required to repay. Favours were the basic dragon currency, and making a dragon look foolish incurred a huge favour. She could make him his slave for the next two years, and there wouldn't be anything he could do about. A dragon's favour was powerful magic, and going against it usually incurred a streak of bad luck that, more often than not, ended in death.

He returned the next morning, to find the clearing deserted. It was good that he had the week off; it might let him recover from the wounds that the dragon was going to inflict, before he had to go back to work. He was sure that the dragon was going to make him do something very painful or hard, and had probably been thinking of how to make it even harder all night long.

He sat down by the water, and trailed a hand into it, staring at the reflection of the sun, not thinking about anything, waiting for the dragon to appear he could start his punishment.

Very abruptly, the dragon knifed up out of the water, grabbed him around the neck gently with her jaws, and dragged him into the water.

He came up spluttering, having swallowed a great amount of water. He could see the dragon was lying in the shallows, her head just above the water, smiling at him and laughing a high, tinkly laugh.

"Come here." She said commandingly, and Hyran obeyed.

"You are to rub me until I am satisfied, every morning for the next year." She commanded, her voice said that there would be no excuse for failure to meet the command, and no bargaining would be made.

"You can start." She said, standing up, and stepping gracefully from the water.

She was rather small, only knee height on Hyran, and exactly the same height as he was from her tail-tip to her nose.

She walked over to a bush, grabbed a jar in her little teeth, and took it over to a rock that was in full view of the sun.

"Rub me with the oil in the jar." She commanded, lying down on the stone.

"Where?" He asked dutifully.

"Everywhere, dolt." She snapped.

"Where do you want me to start?" He elaborated.

"Anywhere!" She hissed, and he immediately grabbed her tail and, dipping his hand in the oil, he began to rub it up and down her body.

He was glad she didn't have any breasts; it would have made things so much more awkward. He rubbed all over her little body with the oil, careful not to miss an inch.

Very soon, his arm was aching.

She rolled into several positions to help him get better access to her body. There was one tense moment, when he was almost rubbing the lips of her pussy; his hand rubbing the inside of her thigh.

He decided not to do that area. If he did, he would probably get a tail-slap, or even a bite.

"You missed a spot." She said teasingly, as he started on her body all over again.

"Where?" He asked.

"Right there." She said, rolling fully onto her back and pointing between her back legs with her nose. He stiffened with surprise.

"Do it, or I'll get mad." She warned.

He hesitantly ran a hand over her sex, listening to her moan in pleasure.

He ran his hand over her sex one more time, making sure that he got oil all over it, before moving his hand back to her belly.

"You haven't finished." She purred.

He sighed and moved his hand back between her legs, rubbing her lips gently with his oil-slicked hand.

It took a few seconds for him to realise that he was getting hard from pleasuring the cute dragon.

She was too busy moaning, her eyes closed tightly, enjoying the sensation, to notice.

"Harder." She whispered, and he obliged, massaging her lips with his fingertips. He then pressed one finger against her lips, letting it slip inside her body.

She moaned and arched her back, squealing as she felt him start to move his finger inside her.

"That feels so good." She purred.

He moved slightly, and lowered himself between her back legs, so that he was staring straight at her pussy. He removed his finger.

"No, put it back in." She whimpered. But he didn't listen.

He lowered his head, and blew a stream of cold air across her clit. She moaned and bucked upwards with her hips, pressing her lips against his unintentionally.

It wasn't what he had planned, but it tasted good, and felt good too, so he kept going.

At first he just ran his lips over hers, blowing air from between them, turning her on even more.

But they both wanted to go further, so he extended his tongue, and pressed it against her. She squealed and curled her neck so she could watch as he tongued her little pussy.

He ran his tongue from the bottom of it, right to the very top, lapping at her clit a few times, before moving the tip of his tongue back down her slit, letting it slip past her lips just the tiniest bit.

She moaned again, and began to rock against his tongue, wanting it deep inside her.

He continued going slow, even when she ordered him to speed up and go harder. She growled at him, but he continued with his teasing.

He ran his tongue to the top again, then back down, and then drew it back up, listening to her moan as she neared her climax.

He moved his tongue back down her slit, and her muscle tensed in anticipation of her climax, needing just a tiny bit more stimulation, when he thrust his tongue into her.

She squealed and clenched around his tongue powerfully, her muscles rippling around it as her juices ran straight into his mouth.

He lapped at her slit eagerly, loving the taste of her.

He waited until the flow had finally stopped, before moving up her body and pulling her close, kissing her passionately. He had expected her to object, and say that he was just a sex toy to her, but she surprised him by kissing him back, working her tongue against his and undulating her body against him sensually, it was obvious that she wanted more, and there was no way she couldn't feel his need, as his cock was parting her soft lips slightly, straining against his breeches as she rubbed her hot little pussy against it.

"Take them off." It wasn't an order, but it didn't need to be. He yanked down his breeches roughly, threw them to the side, and lay down on his back. She climbed atop him, making him gasp as he felt her little pussy begin to rub up and down his bare shaft.

She kissed him once more, and then cried out into his mouth as she pushed backwards, her tail lifted, her pussy rubbing against his cock, stopping just short of it entering her.

She pressed backwards firmly, and they both moaned as the head of his cock slid between her soft, moist lips.

She held herself there, his head just inside her body, juices seeping from her slit to run down his shaft. She stared at him, and cocked her head cutely, smiling sweetly and rocking back and forth slightly, not letting his cock any further into her body.

She kept smiling sweetly at him as she moved back and forth, teasing him, only letting him use the head of his cock to fuck her.

She leapt off him nimbly, and giggled as she posed on a rock, lifting her tail and giving him a cute little 'come hither' look over her shoulder.

He ran to her and pressed his hand against her pussy, rubbing the lips gently, massaging the oil, his saliva and her own juices in to the soft skin there.

He sat down, under her tail, and pressed his mouth against her pussy again. She squealed with pleasure and pressed her pussy against his mouth, wanting him to lick her harder.

He slowly lowered his body, dragging hers with him, his mouth on her slit the whole time, until he was lying on his back with her above him.

He pressed the tip of his tongue into her, and she moaned softly, her tail swishing back and forth above him as her juices started to cover his face.

He felt a warm breath on his cock, and then the soft warmth of her tongue as she began to lap at his shaft. She ran her tongue from the tip, right down to the base, and then back up again, lapping at the head, twining her tongue around it and lowering her head onto him, her mouth closing around his throbbing member.

She purred as she began to move her head back and forth, the vibrations making him even hornier. He licked at her harder, feeling her muscles tense in anticipation of another orgasm.

She came again, but this time, he was content to let her juices run across his face and neck, gently teasing her little pussy for more with the tip of his tongue.

She growled cutely around his cock as she came, and the vibrations almost made him cum in her mouth.

He removed his cock from her mouth. She gave a little cry of protest, moving after it, wrapping her tongue around it and suckling on it as hard as she could, intent on making him cum in her mouth. But he grabbed her hips, and drew her backwards, turning her around so that she was straddling him once again.

She glared at him and growled cutely again. He laughed at her and kissed her, his tongue slipping into her mouth and exploring.

"I'm going to have to punish you now." She said, matter-of-factly.

"What are you gonna do?" He asked slyly, his hand slipping between their bodies to rub his hard cock against her pussy.

She didn't reply. She just pressed her pussy against his cock, rubbing it up and down the head of his shaft as she began to lick his face and neck, lapping up her sweet-smelling juices.

She finally finished cleaning him, and kissed him again, her long tongue slipping as far as it could into his mouth, twining around his own.

Then, without warning, she pushed backwards, the head of his cock entering her again. She kept pushing, purring into his mouth as she felt the whole length of him slowly enter her body.

He covered her neck and face with kisses as she began to move slowly back and forth. She nuzzled him and started purring again as she rocked back and forth, letting him come out of her all the way, until the head of his cock was only just touching her little pussy, before sliding slowly all the way back down again.

She continued to go slow, teasing him, making him hornier and hornier with each slow movement.

He growled as best he could and flipped her over, getting comfortable between her legs and kissing her neck again as he started to thrust into her gently.

She moaned and nuzzled his neck, loving the feel of his slowly thrusting member deep inside her body. He began to whisper nonsense in her ear as he thrust, telling her how beautiful she was, and how horny she made him, and how he was going to cum inside her until she squealed.

He was surprised to find that it turned her on even more, making her muscles clench around him as she had another orgasm.

She pushed him away with all four of her legs, and climbed atop a rock again, lifting her tail, exposing her swollen and wet pussy to him, the look on her face begging him to take her.

He stepped up behind her, taking his time, enjoying the pleading look on her face.

He grabbed her tail, and ran his hand down the length of it, before pushing it to the side, and pressing his hard cock against her entrance. He grabbed her hips, and thrust himself all the way into her.

He leant right over her body as he started to pump into her, whispering words of encouragement in her ear. She squealed constantly as he took her, loving the feeling of his cock inside her.

He groaned and kissed the back of her neck as she orgasmed again, her muscles tightening around him once again, his thrusts causing juices to seep from around his cock and drip onto the rock beneath them as he made love to the cute little dragon.

But she had finally had enough. She had cum four times, and now all she wanted was for him to cum inside her.

She stepped forwards, his cock leaving her. She turned around, and leapt at him, pinning him to the ground, growling cutely and pressing her moist, warm lips against this cock.

"Cum inside me." She ordered, as she pressed backwards, moaning into his mouth as his cock entered her again.

She began to lick his neck and face as she rocked back and forth, feeling another orgasm coming. He just made her so horny! She came again; her juices spilling around his cock, growling cutely again as she felt him keep thrusting. He still hadn't cum!

He groaned and picked her up, laying her on her back and thrusting into her hard. She could feel him getting hotter, and he began to pick up speed, thrusting into her so hard that she began to rock up and down the rock she was lying on.

She could feel that he was close, and began to lick his neck and face, urging him on with little moans and cries of pleasure.

He felt her orgasm once more, and thrust up into her as hard as he could, roaring with pleasure as he erupted inside her. He buried himself firmly inside her, his cock jetting powerfully, filling her belly with his cum. Her little pussy eagerly suckled at his shaft, milking him for his cum, making him moan as he thrust into her again and again.

He pumped hard, letting his cock spill stream after stream of hot cum into her belly as she rocked her hips, wanting everything he could give her.

He kept pumping, feeling his cock fill her little pussy with cum, until it was almost overflowing, before he rolled to the side, holding her close to his chest, kissing her tiredly as she panted hard, trying to get her breath back.

When Hyran next awoke, it was almost dark. He could see stars blossoming in the pink-tinged sky overhead. The little dragon was curled up to his chest, purring contentedly. He was amazed that he had slept so long, he never slept during the day, and it was still morning when he had made love to the little dragon.

He looked down at the creature in his arms. She was curled up to him, her tail resting along his back, curling up between his legs, her head resting on his neck, her cool breath washing gently across his neck. He stroked her neck gently, pulling her closer, and her purrs grew louder as she stretched luxuriously, flexing each wing in turn and stretching out like a cat after a long nap.

She opened her eyes suddenly and looked straight into his. She pressed her muzzle against his lips, kissing him happily, before closing her eyes again and going back to sleep.

"I have to go." He murmured.

She sighed, and then said, "Well, make sure that you're back here tomorrow morning." She murmured sleepily back.

He gently moved her head off him, and laid it on the ground, stroking her once, smiling as she cooed contentedly, and then he went in search of his clothes.

He finally found his clothes, and then started the long walk back to the citadel. By the time he got to the outer walls, true dark had fallen, and his curses echoed up to the guards as he stumbled over every root and rock in the path.

He stepped up to the arched entryway, noting that the bars were down. He had never been this way this late at night.

He saw the torches of patrolling guards along the wall, and two stationary torches above the gates, he guessed that these must be the gate guards.

"Hey! Is someone going to let me in?" he called.

He waited a few seconds, and then saw a heavy steel door open on the other side of the gate.

"We thought that you must have been eaten by a dragon." The guard said.

Hyran was glad that it was dark, because he felt a blush warming his face as he remembered what he and the little dragon had got up to.

"No, she just sucked on me for a while and let me go." He said, somehow managing to keep a straight face. "Did she let you lick her?" The guard asked jokingly, as if everyone met a dragon every day, while trying to open the unwieldy gate.

"Only for a while." He replied, as the guard finally managed to get the gate open.

He made his way up to his house.

His house was located on a hill within the second wall, among several hundred others. It wasn't all that big, just comprising of one bedroom, a kitchen, and a bathroom.

He collapsed onto his bed, completely exhausted for some reason. Fucking a dragon must really tire you out, he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

His dreamed were filled with the little dragon, her scent, and the little sounds she made as he took her. He awoke feeling rather refreshed, before he realised that he was very late for his 'appointment' with the little dragon. He decided to get her a present to make up for it. He went down to the market, and got some strawberries. She probably ate meat all the time, and she might appreciate something different for a change. He made his way out to the clearing as fast as his legs could carry him, wondering how much trouble he would be in with little dragon.

He came bursting through the trees just as, at the other side of the clearing, the little dragon did as well. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, I'm late!" She called, apologising over and over again.

Hyran laughed.

He walked with her over to the lake, and they lay down together on the rocks.

"I was late as well, I slept in." He said, smiling ruefully.

"So did I." She said sheepishly.

"Well, six orgasms does that to a dragon." He said, and she giggled.

"I brought you a gift." He said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the pack of strawberries. "I figure you've got enough gold, and you get meat all the time, so I got you these as well. Pity I couldn't find any cream, they go so well together."

She suckled at one of the strawberries for a second, and then bit into it, and gobbled it up.

"Oh, they're so nice, thank you." She said, sucking at another one while Hyran held it for her.

"I can't eat all these myself, so, if you can get them, you can eat them." She said, cocking her head cutely and smiling at him mischievously. She turned around, straddling him again, waving her pussy over his face. He got the general idea of what she wanted him to do.

He reached up and began to gently run his fingers along her pussy, loving the little moans she made. He took one of the strawberries in his hand, and began to rub it over her lips gently, teasing the edges of her little pussy with it. He pushed it gently into her with a finger, as deep as he could. He head shot up and she let out a surprised squeal, but she quickly quietened down, sighing gently as he began to lick her.

He pressed his tongue deep inside her, feeling around for the strawberry, hearing her breathing coming faster and harder as she began to press backwards gently, pushing her pussy against this face urgently.

He lapped at her harder, feeling her muscles clench, and her juices beginning to run down his chin.

He lapped at her deeper, feeling the bumpy texture of the strawberry against his tongue, so different from the slick, smooth, and scaly lips of the little dragon.

He sucked eagerly at her slit, feeling the strawberry come loose, making the little dragon have another orgasm as he crunched the strawberry up, loving the taste of her juiced mixed into it as well.

She sighed contentedly and collapsed onto him, turning around with difficulty and laying over top of him. He kissed her, and she began to lap at his face and neck, clearing away her juices.

"Looks like you got your strawberries and cream anyway." She murmured against his throat, and he laughed.

"You're not going to go to sleep are you?" He asked, and she murmured something back sleepily.

He ran a hand down her body, until it was covering her little pussy completely. He then began to move his fingers against her clit and rub his palm across her lips. Her eyes opened slowly and she stared at him lustfully.

She stood up shakily, and began to purr again as she rubbed her pussy against his groin.

He immediately got hard, and pulled down his breeches, kissing her neck as she started to tease the head of his cock with the lips of her little pussy.

She moaned into his mouth and pressed downwards, impaling herself on his member.

She began to rock back and forth slowly, her juices already running down his shaft, tying to prolong their lovemaking.

But she just couldn't help it; she began to slide up and down his shaft faster, pressing her muzzle against his lips, his cock entering her fully with each thrust, and then withdrawing until just the head remained in her, before sliding all the way back inside her.

She could that he was getting close, and began to urge him on with little croons and cries of pleasure as her sex grasped him, sucking at his cock eagerly as he shot his load of hot cum deep inside her.

She thrust back a few more times, feeling his cock throb and shoot load after load of hot cum into her belly, before she lowered herself onto his chest, breathing deeply and nuzzling his neck as they both came down from their orgasms, the two of them panting and clutching the other lovingly, murmuring contentment into each others ears.