The Second Encounter
Part 2 of The Encounter series. Sandrea returns to the summit with Marana, only to get a surprise.
The Second Encounter
Marana and Sandrea held hands as they reached the summit of the mountain. The two women were giddy in anticipation at having another go with the dragon that lived at the peak. After her last visit, Marana trembled at the thought; her moist depths ached as she recalled what they experienced last time. In the distance, the dragon stood up, staring at the two women. Marana felt a rush of heat permeate from her loins as they made eye contact.
The dragon flashed a toothy grin once he noticed he was no longer alone. Just like last time, he puffed out his chest, releasing a fireball which immolated a large pile of wood, sticks, and other combustibles. Marana shielded her face with her arm to block the sudden wave of heat.
“I’m not too sure I can handle two of you,” the dragon said with a grim chuckle. “Luckily for you two, my brother is visiting me.”
Marana and Sandrea glanced at each other, grins forming on both of their faces. The black-scaled dragon let out a loud roar that echoed throughout the mountains and valley below. After a few seconds, the beating of wings could be heard in the distance, getting louder and louder until another dragon swooped in from behind the two women, forcing them to duck. The newly arrived dragon landed right beside his brother as he checked out the two newcomers.
Just like its brother, the newly arrived dragon was covered in black scales, complete with a fearsome visage of horns around its head. The new dragon had a slightly smaller frame, but looked like he could be a handful. His silver eyes were full of lust, indicating he only had one thing on his mind, and that thing was Sandrea.
“Forgive my younger brother,” the familiar dragon said. “It’s breeding season for us, and he’s a bit of a…virgin.”
Sandrea laughed. “Well, I guess it is time for him to join the big boys.”
Before she could even take off her clothes, the younger dragon pounced, pinning Sandrea beneath his paw. She let out a gasp of excitement as he poked and prodded her honey pot with his already erect and throbbing mating tool, unaware she was still wearing pants. That didn’t stop the young dragon from succeeding, though! He thrust into her, completely tearing her pants a new opening in the crotch area. Her legs were pointed upward, trying their best to wrap around his waist, but he was just too big. Instead, they dangled wildly in the air.
Marana watched in arousal as her friend was fucked hard. She nearly jumped in fright as she felt sudden warmth on her backside. As she turned, her old friend was poking her rear, soaking her pants as the organ leaked a steady stream of sticky fluid. She must have been so distracted from the show going on before her eyes, she didn’t even hear or notice the other dragon sneak up behind her.
“I’ve been thinking of your tight derriere since last time,” the dragon whispered.
Marana shivered in arousal as his warm fluids seeped through the fabric, making contact with her skin. “Actions speak louder than words, dragon,” she said as she undressed, tossing her clothing aside lest they need stitches like Sandrea’s.
The dragon pushed her gently with his snout, forcing her to get on her hands and knees as he stood over her. She felt him poke at her backdoor, aligning himself perfectly before his first thrust. His belly rubbed against her backside as he got into position.
Marana looked to her left at Sandrea, who was moaning loudly like a whore as the young dragon continued to thrust in and out. Occasionally he stopped for a few moments, only to resume again shortly after. Marana could only guess he got too close to his peak, and didn’t want to climax just yet.
Finally, the older dragon penetrated her, deep and hard. Marana had never taken it up the rear end before, and she cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure. Soon, both women moaned wildly as the dragons fucked them both with bestial vigor. Unlike his younger brother, the older dragon didn’t bother with prolonging the rough sex. Either he just couldn’t hold back, or he saw the discomfort Marana was in. Just as she couldn’t take it any longer, he grunted loudly as he blew his load deep inside her, filling her with his essence. He pulled his slick member out of her with an audible slurping sound, as his thick, white fluid seeped from her abused hole.
The dragon lowered his head and ran his tongue along her face, kissing her passionately. The two of them then watched the other pair continue to fuck each other, their bodies finally slowing down as exhaustion set in. The younger dragon turned his head to the sky as he let loose jets of flame, roaring loudly. Sandrea let out a low groan as he filled her. The young dragon plugged her hole, ensuring his rich, virile seed was trapped inside.
After a short while, he pulled out of her, followed by a large quantity of mixed sexual fluids. Without even bothering to do or say anything else, the young dragon took off, flying into the clouds. Sandrea was on her back breathing heavily, her face glowing with contentment.
“He’s not much of a talker,” the older dragon said.
Marana nodded, still sore, yet satisfied. The dragon leaned down and whispered into her ear, “Next time, let’s do what they did, eh?”
Marana grinned sheepishly. “What makes you think that there will be a next time,” she teased
As the older dragon walked off, he chuckled deeply. “You’ll be back!”
The two friends got their stuff together, and walked off, happy as can be.
“We need to fix your pants before we return to the village, Sandrea,” Marana said with a giggle.