Riding the Dragon

The wind blew through Elaine's auburn hair. She loved the view of the clouds from above. Here and there she could make out forests and lakes through openings in the clouds. Few humans were given the privilege to see this, but she was one of them. She had the ability to ride a dragon and was granted to do so for the kings army. Her dragon was a magnificient beast with a long muscular tail and scales in different shades of green. Its head grew two horns and was equipped with the yellow eyes of a snake. Not taking the wings and tail into account, he was only slightly larger than a stallion. However, its long claws and sharp teeth clearly showed that, unlike the stallion, its species was a carnivorous one.

Elaine put her hands on the sides of the dragon's neck and bucked forward to reduce the amount of wind pushing against herself. Years of field work had made her body strong, allowing her to hold onto the dragon without much effort, even in upright position. She could also sit comfortable on the dragons back for a longer flight due to her tall frame. Maybe she was destined to become a dragon rider.

Riding dragons wasn't only fun. The battles she had to fight in the name of the king weren't even the worst part of it, because usually, a dragon had little to fear when attacking a group of enemies from out of the air. She didn't have to fight a single enemy dragon rider to this day - very few kingdoms knew of the art to ride dragons, because they were practically untamable. The worst part of it, at least in her eyes, was how the rider gained the loyalty of a dragon. The didn't accept food, they didn't understand trade and even a dragon that was raised by humans wouldn't develop a relationship with its parents. There only was a single known way to befriend a dragon and it didn't puzzle her that most other kingdoms hadn't discovered it yet...

"Just when you think of it", she exclaimed. The dragon had started circling downwards and she was unable to lead it back into the clouds. The scales on its neck had began emanating a strange warmth. Obviously the reptile felt it was time to renew their relationship again. She became nervous. Damn! This was not exactly something she liked about being a dragon rider!

The dragon proceeded to land on the grass-covered plateau of a small mountain which stood lonely within a large forest area. She slowly climbed down from its neck. "Then let's get over with this", she murmured quietly, trying to calm herself. The dragon's head rotated towards hers and brought itself eye to eye with hers. The large reptile slowly exhaled into her face, sharing its breath. It smelled foul, like rotten meat, making her want to turn her head away, but she couldn't, because that would equal utter rejection - not a good thing to do for a human. When the dragon was done, it was her turn. She deeply inhaled and blew towards its nostrils, watching the large muzzle taking in her breath, darting its forked tongue out a few times. The beast began anew to breathe into her face, watching her closely.

"This is still better than working on the fields these days", she tried to reassure herself, while the snout came nearer, then flicked out its tongue, touching her nose. Reluctantly, she sticked out her own tongue, flipping it in between its nostrils. The dragon seemed satisfied with that, as its tongue now began probing the rest of her body. This was how snakes and lizards percepted scents she was once told. She quickly looked around, then pulled her armor up and over her head, to let the dragon pick up the scent directly from her flesh.

"There's no choice now. I probably would get eaten if I didn't continue", she thought while giving her body to the beast. She proceeded to remove her pants, standing naked before the dragon while the tongue tickled her belly. This was the only way to control a dragon. Let it rut her and give its seed into her body, then its instinct would grant loyalty to her for as long as the supposed female dragon's eggs would need to be laid, a few weeks at best. Of course, as a human, she wouldn't lay eggs, nevertheless, the dragon would guard her during this time. A quick "eek" was spilled from her lips as the dragons tongue had found its way between her legs, pulling her out of her thoughts and back into reality. Every morning, she had to shave her pubic hair, just in case this beast decided to rut her that day. She eagerly wished for it to be over soon, while she felt the tongue darting the area of her pussy lips. She had to show her readiness to the dragon. Closing her eyes, she tried to repress the repulsive truth, thinking of a boyfriend she once had, getting aroused to let the dragon smell it.

When the dragon was done scenting her pussy, it immediately crawled over her, barely leaving her the time to lie down on her back. There wasn't much space under the dragon. Its soft belly scales slithered on her knees, breasts and head when she tried to look around. Near the base of its tail, there was a large knob with a vertical slit in it through which the dragons member would slide out. She couldn't imagine ever getting used to this repellant act. On her first time with the dragon, she had taken a drug to endure it and couldn't stop washing herself in a river for several hours thereafter.

Her whole body was shaking while she crawled further downward, opening her legs around the dragon's sheath. It took her some effort to align her crotch with it, then she pressed down, feeling her flesh touch the dragon's. She counted the seconds while she kept pressing her pussy into the dragon's slit, waiting to feel the horrible sensation of its flesh parting over her most private parts. Then it happened. She could feel the movement of the dragon's sheath, just before a small pole touched her pussy lips. She adjusted herself one final time, then, with trembling legs, let the disgusting organ quill into her body. She felt every crease and every ridge as it slowly sled along the walls into her womanhood. Slowly swelling while it penetrated her. When the dragon's member was deep enough in her, she could relax her legs. The reptile would now adjust its abdomen on her by its own. When the organ had finally completely advanced out of its sheath, she could still feel it becoming thicker, stretching her insides. It would continue to do so till it was firmly embedded in her, effectively locking the two together. There was nothing she could do about it, as her entire body was covered from top to bottom by the dragon. She just laid there and let it happen, suppressing her fear for being torn in two.

She was almost relieved when the dragon started rocking back and forth on her lightly, its abhorrent member moving together with her insides in which it was fixed. She had seen a dragon's shaft a few times, it was almost black and looked slippery, the length of it growing a few soft spikes that ensured it was kept in place. The strange sensations caused in her weren't unpleasant at all, but alone the thought of having this dragon's thing impaled in her was unbearable. Thinking of something else was difficult, too. She imagined herself, being taken this way, her legs open for the dragon, her body pinned against the ground. "No one will ever know about it", she vowed silently.

The dragon would not unmount from her before she had climaxed at least a few times, each time spilling its seed into her. She laid there for a few minutes, leaving the dragon gently thrusting its abdomen into hers, until she had collected herself enough to try to give in to it. Placing her legs on either side of the massive base of its tail, she bent her knees slightly outwards and concentrated on the feelings. While the dragon undoubtedly had the strength to go much harder on her, it thankfully kept its thrusts very short. Its member was firmly locked in the human's genital passage, moving her flesh with it, stimulating every place of her pussy in a subtile way. Her arousal was building, making her expel low moans of pleasure, tilting her head to the side. A few blades of grass tickled her face, which shook slightly under the dragon's pumping. She carefully reached down, hesitating for a short moment before touching the sheath that was hosting the organ impaling her body. The sheath was wet and she didn't really like touching it, but keeping her hand on it lessened the feeling of not having control over it all. The large bulge of it denied her to reach the folds of her own sex. She could feel herself enclosing the dragon's member, her inside muscles massaging it in her.

A gasp escaped her as she began twisting her hips to the dragon's thrusts. Having once entered a lustful state of mind, it became easier for her. Moaning more, tilting the dragon's organ in her pussy with her hips, throwing back her head, she let her body accept the bestial intrusion. Becoming more aroused with every push she received from the dragon, till she panted with open mouth, her hips and soon the rest of her body clenched against the dragon. She was quickly nearing orgasm. Grinding her waist into the dragon it hit her, pleasure radiating from her belly, her pussy rhythmically squeezing the dragon's shaft till its thick seed was being squirted into her. The dragon let out a roar, trying to push further into her depths, pulsing in her stretched canal, still oozing more and more of its sperm into her body. When she had finally taken in all of the dragon's seed, the beast lowered itself to the ground, lying heavily on top of her.

She already knew that the dragon was just resting, regaining its powers to have another go at her. Its thick member softened a bit, but didn't retreat into its sheath. It wasn't easy for a dragon to enter another female of its own species, sometimes it took them hours to do it. If the female didn't stop the pairing on her own, she would be rutted multiple times to ensure the success of the male. Elaine, as a human girl, was simply trapped under the dragon. She felt sick. She just had willingly let a dragon put its penis in her, climaxed with it and would have to do so again, how many times she didn't know yet. The dragon's sperm was in her womb and would stay there for as long as this bestial act continued.

After more than half an hour of being pressed to the ground with the dragon still in her she felt its member expanding again. It still took some more time till the dragon's weight was lifted off her, finally allowing her to shift her backside which was already aching from the bumpiness of the ground. Slowly the dragon began humping her again, this time its movements more intense than before. She had to admit that it felt very nice, now that her body had accustomed herself to the dragon. Its sheath, firmly locked between her legs, was rubbing softly on the lips of her pussy with each thrust. She tried to get into it again, concentrating on the pleasure, gyrating her waist on the dragon's member.

Shortly thereafter, she had worked herself into a pleasureful grinding of her hips into the dragon's, letting out small gasps when her movements caused its member to tug on the insides of her pussy. She managed to almost lose herself in it, only the scaly belly hovering not far from her face reminding her of what she was just doing. Feeling her orgasm approaching, moving her hips quicker, playing with her breasts, even releasing her hand from the dragon's sheath, she clenched her hips around the dragon's tail and came again. She could feel herself squeezing its sex, starting the warm flow of its seed in her for the second time. The dragon's abdomed pounced down with each spurt it released in her, pressing Elaines butt hard into the ground. She instinctively pushed her hands against the dragon's belly, but couldn't do anything to improve her situation. She kept in this position till the dragon had pumped all of its sperm into her again, a tear flowing down her cheek. She didn't know how much longer she was able to endure this. The dragon didn't pay any attention to her constitution at all and lowered itself down on her as it did before, leaving its genitals as they were, still seeping small amounts of seed into her pussy.

It was already getting dark and the dragon had just made her cum for the fourth time when it finally withdrew its member into its sheath, then slowly stepped back from Elaine's body. She immediately crawled out from under the scaly mass, the dragon's semen pouring out of her and down her legs when she stood up. Her entire body smelled like dragon. It puzzled her how she was able to sustain this treatment. Feelings of disgust and shame swirled through her mind. She looked at her dragon, which was just in the process of rolling up its body for sleep. When it was finished, it glanced back at her. Somehow, she had to get the white slime out of her body. She stood up and walked, almost ran, towards some bushes. Nobody should see her. Kneeing down, she tried to press as much of the seed out as possible, making blob after blob ooze to the ground, forming a small pool between her legs.

The end.