A Lazy Afternoon
Another story by Kirsen.
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A man and his dragon lover sat together, him lying against her side. She was roughly the size of a horse, though with a much longer neck and tail. Her head was adorned with two long tapered ears, each as long as a human's forearm. Instead of scales, her body was covered with a layer of silky fur, moss green fading to milky white on her underbelly and the bottom of her muzzle. They lied in the shade of a tree on the edge of a large field, the day hot enough to prevent most creatures from doing much except lying back and waiting for the temperature to fall. The day was beginning to wane, sun approaching the west horizon in a flare of gold, though it would be some time before it sunk out of sight. Both rested contentedly, listening to the chirp of the insects and the calls of the birds, drinking in the peace that seemed to radiate from the surrounding area.
The peace was momentarily disturbed by a deep grumble from the Dragoness's stomach. She raised her head, turning to nuzzle at her partner. He snapped out of his half-asleep state to look at her, wondering why she had broken the spell of tranquility. His answer was given promptly as her belly rumbled a second time, louder than the first. He smiled in understanding and gave her a kiss on the muzzle.
He stood up for a moment, stretching out muscles that had become stiff while lying on the grass. Then, he slowly began to remove his clothes, the heat making it a welcome task. The dragoness eyed his undressing form appreciatively, never fully understanding why he wore clothes in the first place. When he was finished he sat down in front of her, wrapping his arms around her neck before giving her a deep, passionate kiss. The feel of her soft fur brushing against his skin always managed arouse him, sending shivers through his body. He opened his mouth slightly, welcoming her probing tongue to mesh with his own. The size difference between them meant the dragoness nearly filled his mouth with her muscle, but that just made it more erotic to him. He sucked on it gently, bringing a satisfied, albeit muffled, murr from his partner. She continued to explore his mouth, moving her tongue across the roof of his mouth, his teeth, and cheeks.
After a few moments he broke the kiss, staring deep into the piercing blue eyes of the one he loved so much. She gave him a long, loving lick from his chest up to the side of his face, making him laugh from the ticklish sensation. They gave each other one more look filled with adoration before the dragon opened her mouth wide, a faint popping heard as her jaw unhinged. A maw filled with small, sharp teeth was revealed, pink flesh slick with saliva. He closed his eyes, feeling his partner's warm breath wash over him. Then, he slipped his hands into her mouth, fingers gliding over the smooth, soft tissue until they bumped against the back of her throat.
She swallowed hard, dragging them into her gullet. Her neck bulged slightly as it expanded to accommodate his limbs, shifting slightly as the man moved about. After a few more gulps, the man's head rested on her tongue, which he pressed against as though it were a soft, squirming pillow. The dragoness sealed her lips around his form, taking it slow to fully enjoy his succulent flavor. She lashed her tongue over his body, trying to get as much of his taste as possible.
Soon though, she felt a slight ache in the back of her throat and was compelled to swallow once more, reaching his shoulders. It was difficult to work them in, as they were the widest part of his body. She strained to make her mouth wide enough to pass, and he helped her as much as he could by pressing against her as best he could with his still-free legs. Eventually they triumphed, and she made sure that he was well-covered with saliva before gulping again; bringing his head into the passage of rippling muscles that would bring him to his final destination.
Soon she had gulped him all the way down to the hips, and she began to tilt her head upward to let gravity aid in her task. His legs dangled from her mouth as she continued to swallow, now unable to assist in feeding her. Meanwhile, the man was in a state of near orgasmic bliss as the slick walls around him gently squeezed and massaged his body. His hands had finally broken past the sphincter and were being slowly pushed into the stomach. His arms and head soon followed, squeezed into the fleshy chamber where he began to curl into a ball to fit comfortably between the warm walls.
Her stomach began to swell to accommodate its new occupant, bulging to a noticeably plump size. With a last couple of swallows, only his feet could be seen resting on her tongue. Then, closing her mouth with a snap and gulping wetly one final time, even those began to slide down her long, furred neck. She sat with her eyes closed, licking her lips to relish the flavor that remained as she felt the last of her lover descend into her stomach. Finally, he was able to bring the last of himself into her chamber, shifting around until he found a comfortable position. She felt the movement from inside of her and let out a long, drawn out murr before carefully lying on her side.
She stroked her paws along her swollen middle, feeling him stirring through the stretched skin. He rubbed his own hands along the stomach walls, and moved around to cause as much stimulation as he could. Her murr increased in volume, the sensation of getting an internal massage bringing her untold amounts of pleasure. Soon though, the soothing sound of her heartbeat and the tight, hot chamber made her companion begin to drift off to sleep. Her body had already started the long process of digesting her large meal, the churning walls of her belly covering him with their digestive juices. Luckily, he was fast asleep long before anything more than a pleasant tingle began to be felt.
The dragoness herself was beginning to succumb to slumber, to the summer heat and full stomach accelerating her descent into unconsciousness. Soon the only sounds in the meadow where they slept were the sounds of breathing and a stomach gurgling and churning away.