Best job ever.
A story filled with lust. If under 18, then why are you here?
"Can this really be my job?" she asks the wolf director. The vixen looks at him quizzically. "Can't you just, you know, remove 'it' by machine?" Even after the odd qualifying test she still had a hard time imagining it was her duty to make a dragon cum. The two walk side to side, going deeper underground in a cavernous facility.
"Oh, we do," he responds, "we get a lot out that way, but the thing is, his production got used to it. The more we pumped out, the more he produced. Now he makes it faster than we can safely extract from his testicles and all attempts at artificial stimulation have failed." He looks down, slightly embarrassed, "A dragon's... seed has great power and is sought after by..." Jenna barely pays him any attention, letting him talk all he likes. She never was one to obey authority. She just looks forward to seeing this monster of a creature. Supposedly this dragon is Bahamut, king of dragons. "...aggressive attempt at getting him to orgasm broke the extraction machine..." The dragon had been captured a number of years ago, but in great secrecy and now he sits at the bottom level of this very underground facility. "He should be hard, the job shouldn't and..." The wolf goes on and on. They board an elevator down.
Jenna licks her lips and wonders if he's too big to fit in her mouth. I just have to make him cum, she thinks, they said 'by any means necessary.' They shouldn't have put all those safety precautions on afterwards, she continues. Jenna is seven feet tall, well toned, very feminine looking and has piercing blue eyes. Her chest is large, but unfortunately covered at the moment by a uniform. Her long brown hair sways back and forth behind her in time with her large, fluffy tail. "...complete privacy..."
She thinks back to the qualifying test. They'd brought in a young dragon, a red quadropedal and told her to go down on him. She remembers the envious stares the dragon received while she sucked that cock. It took her thirty seconds to make him go from erect to cumming like a hose. It only took her another two minutes to get him to climax again too... They never said to do it a second time, but they didn't say stop either. By the third and fourth times there were quite a few tents in the audience. "Keep your clothes on at all times. The most important thing to remember is to not let him get his forepaws around you. The chains limit his movement, but there's still a chance that..."
She has heard all this before, she just wants at it. She wants to suck, fuck and ride that cock to next Thursday. The wolf, she's forgotten his name, finally shuts up by the time the elevator stops. They walk a ways into a cavern. Strewn about is a bunch of random machine parts, discarded or dismantled. They reach a large metal door surrounded by sheets of bedrock. "Alright, we're here, in you go. We'll check back on ya in an hour or so. It takes at least that long for him to get started." Jenna huffs. She's better than that. Still... a lot can happen in an hour and she looks forward to it.
Wolfy boy pads off and starts up the elevator again. Jenna, wet in anticipation, opens the door. When she enters the room she is struck by an awesome sight. Bahamut is gargantuan. His silver scales shine in the dim light, outlining rippling muscles. Chains constrict every limb of the fierce creature, keeping his movement to a bare minimum. His deep amber eyes stare at her when she enters the room. They speak of only one thing. Lust. She walks up to the belly of the beast.
As a seven foot tall vixen, she is used to towering over everything, but nothing makes her feel smaller than coming barely up to the beast's belly. Her hair and ears brush along it, teasing the dragon. Her height is exactly eye level with a very long, very big and very thick cock sheath. She swallows, walking under the dragon and up to his cock. Behind the sheath two cantaloupe sized balls look ready to burst. She becomes very aware of a loud thump thump thump sound coming from him as she watches the veins on his ball sac pulse in time with his loud heartbeat. She stares. He jerks suddenly at his chains, lunging his sheath the few inches closer to her that it can get. Her nipples perk up. A part of her is excited, another part afraid. His sheath swells, his cock still hidden. She can hear the sound of his scales stretching to accommodate his girth. She wants him. She wants all of him. Inside her. Now.
"Fuck regulations." Jenna strips off her shirt revealing her bare breasts. Her fur is thinner and softer on them and her nipples stand out like cherries on a sundae. Topless, she wraps her hands around his sheath and rubs it, back and forth. Back and forth. Bahamut emits a low groan at the touch. His voice echoes in the cavern. Her soft hands feel up and down his thick, heavy sheath. She pulls at it, milking him. His heart speeds up and a black cock tip emerges. It's three inches across. Jenna grins. She licks and kisses the cock, suckling gently. The dragon shudders. The vixen places her large, furry breasts on either side of his sheath and titfucks it licking and sucking on his hard, pulsating tip. Her mouth opens wide and she wraps her long, soft muzzle around him. He slowly hardens, growing longer and forcing himself deeper into her.
She swallows, milking him like a warm, wet machine. Feral moans and snarls reward the vixen's efforts. The dragon's heartbeat speeds more and his breaths come in larger and longer pants. Cum dribbles from the dragon cock into her. The rod grows inch by inch as she suckles. It continues until her jaw expands too wide and she is forced to detach herself from her lollipop with a loud slurp. The vixen takes a good long look at the foot and a half long beast that throbs before her. It dribbles cum like a faucet. She thinks: It can fit. I want it to fit. His seed drops through the floor to be collected via a piping system. If Jenna has her way, as much as possible will go on or in her instead.
She goes down on all fours and commands Bahamut to crouch. Eventually he obeys, his cock and chest now a little ways off the ground. She takes off her jeans and frantically tears off her panties, not wanting to wait. The lust filled vixen gets into position: her breasts on the grate and butt in the air. Her back presses against his chest as he puts his weight onto her. It's hard, but she manages to keep herself up. She pushes back near his cock and raises her tail high, exposing her wet and waiting crotch. "Fuck me," she commands. Bahamut thrusts hard against his chains, futilely unable to get any closer to her. A frustrated roar escapes his muzzle. She laughs, "Aw, am I gonna have to do all the work?" She wiggles her way around his cock tip and groans. He's big. Very big. The head pushing at her opening is stretching her tighter than she's ever been. The cock squirts warm cum into the deepest regions of her sex. Pleasure ripples through her body. Slowly, leisurely she impales her nethers on his dragonhood. Each pulse of his veins from within her sends sparks up her spine. She moans. The dragon moves suddenly at the feeling of her pussy consuming him. He jerks back and forth. Wet sloppy thrusting sounds reverberate through the cavern.
A great advantage to being tall that Jenna's found is that her sex is very deep. It takes a long time for her depth to accommodate his thickness. She slides her way onto him until a full foot of rock hard dragon meat is buried within her. The feeling of this much inside her is new and unusually pleasurable to the vixen. It intensifies. She spasms and clenches around him, trying to hold back her climax.
Bahamut thrusts in and out as much as he can while Jenna just lies down and takes it. Pleasure builds in her sex. She pushes farther back, groaning when he enters her womb. "Ah. Ah. Ahhhh." Finally she takes him all in. "Oh." Bahamut fucks her madly, his hips slapping against her ass. "Oh... g-g-god." Jenna grips the grate, her claws extending and she clenches her teeth. Her nipples slide back and forth, her sensitive nubs being ground into the stone. Over a foot of stone hard flesh invades her body. She's on the verge of the most powerful orgasm of her life. Semen leaks into her by the pint and her pussy convulses like a vibrator stuck on Earthquake.
Bahamut bucks hard with one goal in mind: driving himself to orgasm. He doesn't care about the little fuck toy that happens to envelop him. What the vixen receives is a side effect. She just happens to receive a lot. Jenna opens her mouth and starts to drool, being pushed to the edge. A tremor rumbles deep within her. She peaks. In a sudden seizure, her pussy clamps down and cums erratically, the vixen's tongue lolling from her mouth. She twitches and spasms. Her mind is taken over and filled with warm lust. It lasts for what seems like forever. She screams loudly, her body not wanting to give up its precious climax. Her perfect rump bounces into his balls. His cock still beats her relentlessly. Her orgasm is driven out of her with a howl. In one final shudder, it comes to an end. She pants very heavily, slowly regaining the ability to think.
Jenna sighs contentedly and feels the dragon pound away. Squishes and slops fill her ears. The warm afterglow of her orgasm is made better by the giant rod in her, still fucking her. The great dragon drives into her faster. Seed pumps into her. He rides her like a horse, fucking her brains out once again. Her ass high in the air, she bears it. Cum literally pours from her tight pussy. Faster and faster Bahamut forces his seed into her. His cock rams her hard. Smoke billows from his mouth and his nostrils flare. His heartbeat is now a constant drumming in her ear. The dragon is close.
The scales on his chest and belly rub back and forth against the vixen, pushing her into the ground and massaging her all at once. He speeds up. Jenna's eyes roll back into her head as another orgasm claims her. It takes several deep thrusts for the dragon to catch up to her second peak. He cums. Hard. Bahamut roars and flames shoot from his mouth. His cock swells. Jenna screams in pleasure and pain. She is in heaven and hell as thick ropes of semen burst into her womb. He cums and cums, his balls emptying into her. White sticky goop squirts out of her overfilled sex and sprays over them both.
She can feel the cum pumping into her. It hits the back of her womb, as if to push her away from the dragon's member. She doesn't think about it until one powerful jet of thick cum forces her a short ways off the cock. A rash of fear hits her. It happens again and again, cum firing into her. Jenna tries desperately to keep him buried in her, but his cock is too slick to hold on. She pushes back, thrusting herself on as hard as she can. It's useless. Semen just bursts out of her. Eventually, with a sorrow filled yelp she is driven off of him. The freeing of the dragon's cock is like the bursting of a dam, as streams as thick as his member explode onto her. The white cum is relentless. Her fur is quickly covered and her hair tangled in webs of spooge. Minutes pass and he doesn't quit. Bahamut groans. His balls have swollen to a ridiculous size and show no signs of stopping. Jenna collapses. She pants and moans, exhausted, but unable to suppress her arousal. Warm cum trickles from her open sex and cum splashes on her back. After a time Jenna finds the energy to turn over. Instantly seed showers her all over the front. She bathes in the cum as it spreads into every recess of her body. She can't help but masturbate furiously. Both paws attack her sex. The syrupy layer of spooge that covers her drains off of her and through the grate. The seed fills the draining system. It brims over and begins flooding the room. Jenna fingerbangs herself rigorously. "Ah. Oh... Unh." She can't hear. "Aah." She can't see. "Ungh." The vixen can only feel semen wash onto her and the intense pleasure ablaze within her. Her body, wracked in pleasure, climaxes once more. She bucks like a mad horse, cumming powerfully. Jenna screams and writhes in place, splashing cum every which way. It's all too much for the vixen and she passes out.
To be continued...
probably not.
Epilogue:
When Jenna comes to the world is in a white, sticky haze. She smiles, there's nothing quite like waking up in several inches of drying cum. She wipes away the layer of cum from her eyes and looks down. Her breasts stand out like twin mountains on a snow-covered plain. They've grown at least a full size and are rounder and firmer than they should be. "Magical properties," she says, "amazing." Her gaze drifts upwards. Three feet of erect dragon cock is pulsating a short ways from her muzzle. "To think," she comments, "that monster's been inside of me." She slips in cum the first couple of tries, but manages to stand on the third. She pets Bahamut's flanks in a caring manner. "Good boy. Now remember, you're mine." The vixen sloshes over to where her clothes were. She reaches down through a sticky film and grabs them out.
Bahamut lunges at her as she leaves. Her seductive blue eyes meet his. "No more for you," she replies, straining to get into her bra. "I'll be back in a couple days." She is confused that it's so hard to fit into her clothing, but she attributes that to the wet spooge clinging to it. "I'm a little disappointed too," the vixen taunts as she opens the door, "next time I expect you to fill the room."
The elevator takes her from the fiftieth sub floor to the third, whereupon she must walk the rest of the way out. She gets quite a few stares from every fur as she passes by. After all, it's not every day you see a vixen stained with cum from head to toe. But it was all well and good, that was her job. She's completely obeying regulations. As long as not a drop went in her.
Her crotch squishes ominously.