Saphira's Secret
This story takes place after the victory over the Urgals in the first book, Eragon.
This is taken from the movie and book, so take into play that factor.
In a small tavern, cheers and boasts from the dwarven warriors of Farthen D?r were spoken among many heroes who lasted the great fight with the Urgals. Eragon stood proudly on a table in the middle of the tavern, speaking of his story on slaying the shade, Durza.
"After he wounded Saphira, I wanted nothing but to cut off the shades head. So I balanced myself on her scaly tail, and at the right moment, I lounged myself at him, STRIKING HIM IN THE HEART!" Many cheered after Eragon ended the sentence with cries of victory.
He got off the table and walked outside; where Saphira sat listening to him boast his enemies defeat. She spoke to him in their mind speak with a smile on her face, she said we did well against our opponent, but do not be to overconfident. We still have many fights to win ahead of us.
"I know Saphira. I wish to celebrate our victory, not with others, but with just us. In our break from fighting and training, would you like to come with me to the Hadarac Desert? You said you would like to go back there." He finished the sentence off with a large smile and a gentle rub to Saphira's neck.
Oh Little One, I would love to.
"We can leave as soon as tomorrow morning if you want to."
Then we leave tomorrow morning. They both grinned and made their way to the Dragon hold where they would sleep without worry.
In the bright morning with dawn just awaking, Eragon woke up within giant blue wings, with Saphira looking down on him with bright eyes. "Good morning Saphira, did you sleep as well as me?"
It would be hard to sleep as soundly as you. I could barely slumber while waiting to go back to the Desert.
"I told Nasuada that we would be leaving for the desert this morning, we can leave as soon as I'm ready."
As Saphira waited patiently, she played gently with her fire, careful not to burn down the Dragon hold. When Eragon was ready in his white cotton shirt and brown slacks, he climbed upon Saphira's back without a saddle, a rode into the direction of the Hadarac.
They arrived quite soon since they were flying, as they touched down in the middle of the desert so they wouldn't be disturbed in any way.
I missed this place. When we were here before, it was so much fun flying in open skies.
"I'm glad you like it."
Many hours passed as they hunted and played in the vast area of the Hadarac Desert. Eragon used his old technique, drawing water from beneath the sand as he did his first visit, with Saphira hunting for meat. They could last weeks in the desert, but they only wished to stay one.
Eragon started fumbled trying to speak to Saphira, he was trying to ask something but she couldn't understand what. "Saphira. Umm...Do you...love me?" She looked dazed at the question; not only for the words, but that it was out of nowhere.
She just grinned and replied, Of course I do Eragon. We will always be intimately connected, as we are connected in our minds. The dragon rider blushed at her response, and stayed quiet.
While Saphira was out hunting like she loved to do, Eragon decided to take advantage of the situation to jack off while his dragon was gone. He sat himself against a rock about five feet tall that worked like a bench. It was so long since he had felt pleasure because of constantly traveling and fighting, spending the nights training his magic. This was his week off work, and he wanted to use the most of it.
He got five minutes in, when Saphira suddenly appeared in front of him. I see you little one. Eragon suddenly took his hand off and tried to act like he wasn't doing anything, but he knew in his mind that he was caught. Don't worry Little One; you're not the only one who does it when you are alone.
He was suddenly stricken by surprise and confusion, then he clued in and smiled. Saphira leaned onto her left side, raising her right leg to show her rider what she meant. Eragon was instantly aroused at the dragons wide opening staring him in the face. She carefully started licking her soft opening, putting on a show for Eragon, as he sat by and watched with satisfaction.
Keeping his gaze on the blue dragon pleasuring herself, he took off his pants slowly to reveal his fully hard penis, standing at six and a half inches. Saphira stopped momentarily to stare at his member, getting more aroused as she continued to use her draconic tongue to bring waves of pleasure throughout her scaly body.
Saphira was making loud purring sounds in the back of her throat while she was licking herself, which was music to Eragon's ears. He started moaning as he continued to masturbate, watching his young dragon. The young rider started to notice Saphira's tongue and opening getting wetter as she progressed.
The dragon suddenly stopped using her tongue, looking at her rider. She asked him, do you want me to continue? As if it was a real question. She gently touched her wet opening with a talon, teasing the boy.
"Y-yes Saphira...please more." He was desperate for her to start again, enjoying the moment to its full. He was almost begging before she continued touching her clit with her claws, emitting load-moaning sounds that could be heard from leagues away.
Eragon only grinned, closed his eyes and listened to the roars coming from his dragon's throat. "Oh, Saphira..." as he continued to jack off in front of the one he loved most. His penis was getting slick with cum from fapping for so long, as Saphira stopped enjoying herself. The rider didn't know why, but he wanted to find out. He got what he wanted as his dragon leaned over him and gave Eragon one slow lick around his balls, then slowly rose to the tip, going up the under belly of his dick.
This was too much! He couldn't hold on much longer, as he gave into Saphira's tongue play, shooting his warm seed straight onto her tongue as she purred at the taste of semen in her mouth. He was moaning, almost screaming as his orgasm continued. His jets slowly came to a halt, Saphira taking a few final licks to clean up his member, making Eragon laugh from the tickling between pants. "Saphira...That...was amazing!"
Eragon lessened his panting, but his mind drew farther into lust for his dragon, noticing her slit was still cum filled, and ready to burst. Without hesitation, Eragon used his tongue on Saphira's soft clit, making her flinch wildly in surprise. Saphira, don't squirm too much or you'll hurt me. She stayed quiet, but she listened. She held back all temptation to squirm after he told her not to.
Saphira was now lying on her back, legs spread wide for her rider to play with her in whatever way he chose. He continued to lick her as best he could (this being his first time). When Eragon noticed an increase in tone of her moaning, he stopped momentarily as she did to him. Making me taste my own medicine are we? Don't make me beg, rider. She smiled as she panted heavily in the dry Hadarac air. Eragon now wanted to try cumming once again, but this time taking his dragons virginity, making her submit to him as a dragon through pleasure.
He took his member in hand, saying to his dragon in mind speak gently, I love you Saphira. She tried responding to him, but when he inserted, she was overtaken by pleasure to think straight. She was grinning quite widely as Eragon pumped slowly into her body, as she wiggled her paws in satisfaction. Eragon didn't doubt he could cum twice when his partner was his beloved dragon, so he began pumping faster and faster, while petting Saphira's inner thigh. A simple touch to her thigh made her leg kick.
Saphira finally worked up the energy between pants to say to the rider, Eragon! l...l love you! As Saphira gave in to her long orgasm denial, squirting enormous amounts of dragon fluids onto Eragon's dick, also dripping down her sides onto the sandy ground below them, with the air being filled of roars of pleasure.
Eragon stayed inside his lovely dragon for a long three minutes before replying, "I love you to, Saphira." staring into her large luminous blue eyes. He pulled out, noticing cum ooze out the opening like white blood. Eragon reached for his clothes, as his dragon turned upright behind him, watching his naked body one last time before looking away. She admired the vast area of desert. Barren and full of emptiness, yet thriving with unseen life under each rock and under every crevasse.
Saphira loved that she not only got to come to the desert, but that she got to finally feel real pleasure from no one other than her rider. "Saphira," Eragon began. "Do you see the real reason why I brought you here?" She was astonished, but gave him a nudge on the cheek. I loved the surprise. Thank you, Eragon...
The two rode back with thoughts of only each other. For the next few days, nothing else really mattered...