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Katrina sat at her workbench, sculpting the last piece of her project. It was a clay statue of a dragon...an unmistakably male dragon. Katrina, or Kat as all her friends called her, had been searching for the perfect man but had not found one. She was a sculptor by nature and decided that she could at lest make her fantasies a partial reality. Ever since she started college and looking for a partner, she had dreamt of a red dragon coming to her at night and making love to her. None of her friends knew of this fantasy, she was afraid they would find it to deviant. Now at least she would not have to keep her fantasy in her mind. The nearly completed clay dragon was about seven to eight feet tall, broad shoulders, well defined musculature, and the perfect cock any woman could ask for. She finished sculpting the last scale and cemented the head of her magnificent dragon on its body. She gave a happy sigh and stepped back to observe her handy work. She was a ceramics major, but was still impressed by her own craftsmen ship. An uncontrollable yawn escaped her lips. She looked at her watch and noted that it was already eleven thirty. She turned off the light in her workshop on her way out and got ready for bed. As she dosed off, she hoped that the dream would never end this time, that it may become reality. She new it was a silly thing, but she hoped non-the-less. As sleep finally took her, she failed to notice a scooting star streak across the sky.

The next morning she rose with the sun, rubbing her eyes to drag herself out of her post sleep stupor and preceded to stumble over to the kitchen for some much needed coffee, but she never got that far. She stopped mid step and stared in horror at the empty space where her red scaled work of art had stood just last night. It was gone. Her mind was snapped back by a shattering sound coming from kitchen.

< I'm being robed!?> She thought with surprise, < hmm you would think those punks would know well after last time>. She reached out and grabbed a metal rod used to support large clay sculptures. Quickly and quietly she made her way over to the kitchen door. Slowly she cracked the door and peeked inside. She caught a fleeting glimpse of red as whoever it was passed the door.

< What the hell? Do I smell bacon? >. Sure enough, whoever was in her kitchen was cooking bacon, < ok that's it! You break in to my home, you steal my dragon, now you're eating my bacon!? You are so dead!> with these thoughts racing through her head, she flung open the door and charged in, red hair flying. No sooner had she passed the threshold then she got her first full look at the intruder.... and it wasn't human. There before her was a red scaled dragon. HER dragon! The one that she had been working on the night before...and he still had no cloths on.

"Ah mistress, you are finally awake." The dargon said, "I thought I would make breakfast for you, but I'm still getting used to my body." he said, looking guiltily at a broken plate." When she heard him speak, she knew that she was not hallucinating. She dropped her makeshift weapon, beginning to feel dizzy. She staggered back a step and grasped the doorframe for support. Her dragon moved quickly to her side, "Mistress! Are you all right?" She felt his hands on her shoulders, giving her support. They were neither smooth nor rough and pleasantly warm. He was very carful with his claws, not wanting to injure her. She stared up into his serpentine eyes, those big, red eyes.

"You...you're real." She said, more of a statement than a question.

"Yes mistress, I am as real as you are. Now lets get you to the couch, you look like you need to sit down. They made it to the couch and he slowly and carefully eased her on to the soft cushions. Katrina could do nothing more than stair in shocked awe after the crimson dragon as he went back into the kitchen and came out again with her food.

"I hope my mistress likes bacon and eggs" he said as he handed her the plate, which she took with a small amount of trepidation. Before anything else could be done she blurted out

"How?! How are you alive?!" The dragon could hear the anxiety in her voice but smiled as he picked up on a less clear underlying tone...joy. Still smiling he sat his large form down besides her, taking her smooth hand in his much larger red-scaled one. Calmly he looked her in the eye, "does it really matter how?" he said, giving her hand a slight squeeze, "I'm here now mistress and I have a felling im not leaving any time soon". Katrina felt her heart skip a beat as he said those words and before she knew what she was doing, she was kissing him. Nether of them knew how long it lasted, only that when it ended they wanted more. Katrina pulled back slightly, needing to know just one more thing before she was totally lost to him, "What's your name?". He leaned in closer and started to gently nibble on her neck, " Falkor" he said softly before licking his way back to her lips "my name is Falkor, mistress." "Falkor" she repeated, testing out the sound, "it's perfect" she said as she placed her plate on the side table and leaned in to kiss him again. She rapped her arms around his neck drawing him close. He reciprocated by kissing her back and stroking her back and sides. Their kiss turned into a French kiss as she eagerly allowed him to slip his serpentine tongue into her mouth. Time seamed to lengthen and the kiss seamed to last forever. He only broke the kiss to begin kissing and gently nibbling at her neck. When he reached her shoulder however he stopped and asked, "Mistress, may I ... go...go further" he said hesitantly, not wanting to turn her off.

"Oh, Falkor. You don't have to ask permission. Do whatever you want to Me." she said, looking deep into his eyes.

"Are...are you sure, mistress?" In reply, she turned her body so she was completely facing him, then she sensuously began to undo the tie on her night gown. When it came loose she slowly pulled open the front, revealing that she had nothing on underneath and let it slip off her arms. She spread her legs, revealing her moist folds. His dragon-hood had already begun to reveal itself before her act, but now it was fully erect and pulsed with each beat of his heart.

"Does this answer your question, big boy? Oh, and you don't have to call me mistress, you can call me whatever you wish."

"Alright," he said right before he leaned in and whispered, "Katrina." This sent a warm shiver, if there is such a thing, up her spine. He began to kiss and gently nibble at her neck as before, but this time he did not stop at her shoulder. He reached his hands up to easily cup her bb, nearly c-cup breasts and taking one in his mouth, sucking gently on it. She moaned in his ear, which only egged him on more. Quietly, he snaked his rigged tail around behind her and with perfect control, started to drag its tip along the outside edge of her pink treasure. He was a dragon after all, and dragons were well known for their love of treasure. And as it just so happened, he had found the perfect jewel. She gave a loud moan and arched her back, instinctually trying to get the tail inside her but it just moved with her, and continued to tease her opening. She was getting wetter with every twitch of his tail. Falkor released the nipple that he had been pleasuring and started a very slow journey of kissing down her body, stopping at certain spots that seemed to be particularly sensitive, All the wile still teasing his tail around her sensitive clit. When his lips finally made it to the top of her sex, she was writhing; grasping fistfuls of the couch cushion and was completely out of breath all due to his light-teasing caress. Falkor moved down the last half inch and gently kissed her clit.... that was all it took to push her over the edge. Her body went stiff as a board, almost tearing the cushion to ribbons with her nails as she spasmed, then went limp. If it weren't for her wide-open eyes and labored breathing Falkor would have thought she had passed out. it took a full minute and a half for her to come down from her high and gather her senses, and even then all she could manage was a breathy "Wow". Falkor grinned and started licking the tip of his tail clean from all her juices, "mmmm has anyone ever told you that you taste delicious?" She chuckled, "Did anyone tell you are a complete tease" he just stared back at her, love in his eyes. He began to kiss his way back up her body, stopping at her breasts to suck on one before finishing his journey up her body. They lay face to face, just staring into each other's eyes, for what seamed like an eternity. Falkor leaned in close and passionately kissed Katrina.

"are you ready?" he asked after braking the kiss. Katrina nodded, "just be gentle with me. This is my first time"

"I'll always be gentle with you" he purred in her ear

"No, not always, dear Falkor, just this once. After this, you can have me any way you want. Heck, I'd even let you have me bent over the kitchen sink if that's what you wanted." He just purred in her ear and began to penetrate her virgin folds. she moaned as the head slipped in and pressed against her virginity.

"Are you ready?"

"I've been ready for you, Falkor, for so long. So very long" she said, holding him close and burying her head in his shoulder. He pulled back until the tip was only just inside, then pushed back in, pushing past her hymen and not stopping until he hit her cervix, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut and grit her teeth. When she opened her eyes he was staring back at her, asking permission. She looked into them for a time, studying how each strand of color, amassed at how they looked like small rivulets of fire. She finally answered his unspoken question with a nod, and he began a genital, but steady, rhythm.

"mphhh, I think I created you a little too well down, ohhhh, down there. I can feel every barb, every, mphhhh, ridge." She said as she lay there, enjoying her first time with her own creation, but eventually the gentle treatment he was giving her was not enough, "ok, screw this gentle stuff. Fuck me hard, fuck me as if I were a dragoness!"

Falkor grinned as he received permission to ravage this poor human woman.

"All right, you asked for it!" He gave one last agonizingly slow thrust before taking a deep breath and plunging his full length in to the hilt. The force and depth of the thrust sent what felt like a wave of pure unadulterated pleasure shooting through her, touching places in side her that up until that moment she had been unaware of. Falkor gritted his teeth, trying to keep himself from going off to soon wile Katrina on the other hand felt no such restriction and was well on her way to her third orgasm.

"Oh my god! mff! I ca...can't take it aaaa! "

Falkor was getting closer and closer to the finish when suddenly Katrina felt something big slamming against her entrance. At first she thought it was just his hips hitting harder but then what ever it was popped in then back out making her give a breathless scream. Katrina looked down to the place of their coupling and was in no small way surprised to see a swollen bulb of flesh the size of a tennis ball at the base of the large dragon cock hammering away at her pussy " what the he-hell ? I d-don't remember make...oh...making that! ohh!" Katrina groaned as the large knot popped in side only to be jerked back out a second later and resume hammering away mercilessly. Falkor couldn't take any more "oh Katrina! I'm about to cum!" " do it!" She screamed "Claim me as yours! Tie me!". Falkor was only too happy to oblige. Falkor began to brutally fuck Katrina; stretching her cunt with his knot with each thrust and making her scream in pleasure. Suddenly, instincts that he was not even aware he had took over. He gave a few slow but powerful thrusts and finally slipped his knot in while simultaneously clamping his jaws over the spot were her neck and shoulder connected, adding some pain to her screams. He did not bite hard enough to cause any real damage to the muscle, but he knew that there would be scarring when the marking heeled. He could taste her coppery blood on his toing and resumed thrusting, short, deep strokes. He did not last more than a minute before he slammed his prick in as far as it would go before erupting deep inside her. The feeling of his hot spunk against her walls was all it took to push her over the edge in what had to be the biggest orgasm she had ever had. She could feel Falkor's every little twitch, pulse, and spurt, but best of all she could feel his knot lodged snugly inside her. It was quite obvious that her human pussy was not meant to take such a large bulge of flesh, but out side of the orgasm she was experiencing, she could think of nothing more pleasurable or filling to her than that big knot stretching her and sealing in everything Falkor had to offer. As their massive shared orgasm tapered off, they both lay there recovering in the after glow. Falkor licked at the shallow wound he made on her shoulder and wrapped his arms wrapped around Katrina in a possessive embrace, still giving random thrusts with his hips through there tie and prolonging the glow with small spikes of pleasure. Katrina had her eyes closed and was oblivious to everything save the cool tongue soothing and numbing the sting in her shoulder and the strong beat of a heart, a dragons heart, HER dragons heart. Falkor was the first to break the orgasm induced silence and speak

"Katrina, I know you know this but, I want to be sure," he slowly cupped her face in his hands, turning her so he could look straight in to her dark blue eyes, "Katrina. I love you"

The pure love in his voice was only outdone by the look in his light red reptilian eyes. For Katrina, those eyes were the easiest things in the world to get lost in, not that she minded in the slightest.

"I love you to Falkor, more than you could ever know" for what seemed like hours the two lay there, content with closeness of there bond. All to soon Falkor's knot started to deflate causing a somewhat pleasing thought to dart through the dragons mind "Katrina? Did you ever read any old books on dragons and there... well ummm, fertility?" Katrina grinned as she slowly lifted her self of his now deflated and limp cock." As a matter of fact, I have read a few, and all of them said that dragons were the ultimate breeders, able to impregnate any species" she gave him a hope full look " is this true?"

"I don't really know, I just have a felling. You're not mad, are you?

"No, of course not! I want this just as much as you do." Katrina said , giving her dragon lover a sly look. Falkor's scales grew reader as he blushed, then he hugged her to him even tighter. Suddenly the sound of the front door opening and closing split the silence.

"Katrina I'm...HOLY SHIT! What is THAT!" a woman said as she came into view of the couch.

"Oh, Ana meet Falkor, and HE is my new lover. Sorry dear," she said turning back to Falkor, "it seams that I got a little to into things and forgot to mention that I share the house with someone. Helps with the bills and all that."

"I want one" Ana piped up before Falkor had a chance to respond

"What?" both lovers on the couch said, a bit surprised.

"What ever he is, I want one. My boyfriend dumped me last night, the tenth one in a row. I figure it's time I tried something...different." Ana said, eying Falkor. Katrina and Falkor looked at each other, grins slowly spreading across their faces. "I'm sure we can come up with something"