Sate the Fire
A dragoness of decadence.
Sate the Fire
by the Brain of Lazarus
_Inspiration drawn from _here.
Satisfying a Charizard is. . . challenging.
As a trainer, Girei had toppled many a challenge in his time with a league of loyal companions at his side. Poke'mon from far corners of the world made up his catalog of willing friends and together, they accomplished great things and became stronger all the same. Girei loved them all and, ultimately, found that their happiness was his own. If he were to never win against another league runner or master, he wouldn't mind, so long as his Poke'mon were safe and cared for.
Except now, he was presented with a "foe" he didn't quite understand how to handle. Well, foe was an uncouth word to describe his beloved partner, Kyn, but needless to say the young man wasn't really sure what to make of his. . . situation.
Kyn was a female Charizard, and what a girl she was. A valued asset to Girei's team, she had more oft than not taken the charge and singlehandedly swept scenarios that seemed hopeless. Value came from her stubborn bravery and though it would often appear Kyn would begrudge an order, she fought well and furiously.
But something had changed. Oh did it change. Girei, when the opportunity arose, would let his Poke'mon stretch themselves where there was space and relaxation to be had. Today wasn't very different in that regard, the trainer finding a quiet knoll near a large tree and closer creek and deeming it suitable. Though, when he released Kyn from her poke'ball, she came out entirely changed.
Girei wasn't sure how it happened. In fact, standing in the soft tuft of grass, he wasn't sure he cared. Kyn had appeared in a flash of white, not as a somewhat corpulent serpentine, but as a developed, full figure female. Make no mistake, the dragon, nay, dragoness, still retained the features expected of her evolution. Bright, powerful orange scale-skin with lighter under body, ember lit tail, slender horns and long, incandescent deep blue wings. Save now she had assets.
Whence Kyn was freed, two immediate traits boyish Girei locked onto in bewilderment. She had bosoms now. Massive, bouncy sacs of delightfully sloshy, lolling slopes heaving at the slightest breath that shimmered in the daylight, supple tents of pink erect over each of the mountain mammaries. Her gently toned legs now swung with a dancing curve, thick, perfectly shaped thighs accompanied by a juicy, jiggling backside, a rump that had no right to be as wonderfully plump as it was.
She was staring, arms crossed, studying Girei with a look he'd never seen before. An authoritative, hungry desire flashed through her stern scrutiny, and a mild grin tugged at her plush lips.
Girei wasn't sure what to do, or what was going on. Was this a dream? Subconsciously he hoped not, the glistening body of a goddess far too alluring to hope for swift reality.
"Ahh, uhh, K-Kyn?" he mumbled out, eyes wide. Perhaps if he talked he'd learn something?
Well, he learned right quick. Kyn nearly dove at the youth, pressing close as she shoved him into tree with a resonant thud. Girei didn't have much time to grunt though, with an abrupt and powerful weight smothering into him. Shaking head, mouth going agape, the trainer watched as Kyn's thick, delicious ass had smashed into his groin, the wiggling, jubilant buttocks shaking and rolling in smooth grinding motions upon him. His hands trembled and his body was set ablaze, not by the singe of Charizard flame, but by the floodgates of hungry, devouring lust.
Slowly, Girei sank to grassy ground as Kyn momentarily drifted away, letting the male fall. With a chuckling, throaty quip, the large breasted lass looked back to tease the boy with a larger grin, gauging his reaction with devilish demeanor. Girei was all ready panting, fingers twitching, pants a mile more uncomfortable with the steadfast erection in his trousers.
"Agh. . . K-Kyn. . . h-hang on. . ." he uttered out in long, smoldering breaths. But the dragoness would not hear his plea.
"MMF!"
That dancing, decadent derriere found new home by, once again, throwing the heavy cheeks into the male, but this time smothering his peachy face with the healthy, bubbly bum. She shook and rocked it in, quick, tossing motions, the fat fullness wobbling violently, rippling in waves like a buoy on fleshy waves. The female Charizard moaned in satisfaction, as some manner of instinct took hold of Girei, calling his action. He could only widen his mouth and lick, lap, hungrily try to munch the sweet smelling dragoness puss shoved in his visage.
Yes, that swollen, puffy pink cleft was alight with female heat and desire, rolling across the human's cranium as his tongue dove into what orifice it could, slinking into the wet walls of dragon, tasting, cheeks flushed with hot, heady want. His hands, looking for occupation, came to swat and clench at the generous fullness of Kyn's rear, the supple wobbles bounding into his palms as her hips sashayed, exchanging directions. She'd mash the nether lips into the exploring boy mouth, her chalice dripping with the honey of shimmery arousal, a sweet reward for the beckoned Girei.
"Slkf... nffm... hff onff..."
Girei could barely speak as his face had blistered into sexual rosiness, eyes watering from the boiling lust that buzzed his head like a tall draft of wine. His maw was soaked with his own saliva that bridged the Charizard's cleft to his tongue, mingled with her juices, as she began to bounce off his dome, swatting mouth with puss. The trainer welcomed the sight of those large, shaking orange cheeks to rise and crash against his face, beginning to take great pleasure in these sudden lusty demands.
Moments passed, the knoll echoing with the light clapping and collision of rump to body, before Kyn ceased her teasing, slowly rising from Girei, shaking her thick backside as it dripped with the concoction of cunny honey and saliva.
The dragoness turned, hefty bosoms swinging and jumping a bit as she did, Girei watching her with blurred curiosity. At this point he was helpless to move, under the spell of her actions, drinking her hourglass figure, losing reference of his surroundings, only focusing on her.
"Chrrrr," the womanly Charizard growled, ambitiously going to knees now, touching the stiff, struggling tent in Girei's pants.
She sultrily giggled, a low, womanly pitch of enticing volume, before slender digits wrapped around the pant's threshold and briskly, forcibly yanked them down.
"Gah!"
Girei's virile, human mast wobbled out, smacking against the Charizard's nose as she'd leaned in to eye the fleshy root, the twitchy, searing inches pulsing upon her muzzle. The young human wasn't sure what to expect next until the lass made her intent clear, letting tongue roll out to suddenly take a long, tedious lick of his shaft. The boy winced and groaned out as that cool muscle came to coax and slather along his inches, audible licks clapping against his hears as the tongue traveled from testes to tip.
Oh Girei was losing himself. He'd never been with a girl before, much less the mature body of stacked rack, ample rear and toned, powerful woman. He couldn't understand what brought this on, or what caused this change but. . . it hardly felt important now.
Kyn on the other hand was not nearly done. Her plush lips soon found crown, wrapping around the circumference tightly as she lie upon ground, heavy breasts squishing and flattened into the earth. She murmured happily, gulping in the virile malecock, grinding her head in circular fashion as juices began to wet the flesh. The dragoness' throat easily took in the inexperienced root, letting it pump deep into her hot, moist chamber, nostrils pushing into pubic threshold as she slurped and suckled with a vixen's gusto. Girei could hardly keep an eye open, watching his beloved Charizard hungrily throw his mast into her welcoming throat.
Soon after a noisy slurp and pop broke the commerce of fellatio, Kyn licking her dripping lips. Girei was shaking, feeling his frame boil, wanting to reach the critical point of orgasm, but the femme Charizard had yet to allow it. Instead, she raised chest from the ground, letting the boy get an eyeful of her sumptuous, bounding mantle, before her hands cupped the mountains and smashed them together, engulfing Girei's smoldering pike.
"Hgha!"
The young male cried out as his mast was throttled in the deep embrace of plump, pillow soft sacs, the silky scale-skin massaging and caressing with tormentingly delicious bliss as Kyn worked the inches of male over. The fat, heavy orbs rolled and traded in motion, rising and diving with slick slides, squishing the pulsing root with great force. The female Charizard giggled wickedly, sinking her lips to tip once again, watching the male's face contort in a twist of pleasures and overwhelming sensations. She'd clap and wiggle her thick tits against the erogenous sides of his flesh, but always keeping the malehood choked in her chesty hold.
Combined with the sloshy draping of succulent breasts and suckling of lips to tip, Girei couldn't hold back anymore. He gave a long, winding cry and moan, as his malehood erupted with a sea of issue, little ropes of white bursting from crown. Kyn was content to swallow and eagerly drink down the tasty seed, sipping the nectar of her efforts, as she over worked the sensitive flesh, bouncing and jiggling her thick front to press out wave after wave of issue.
Heavy, steamy breaths escaped Girei, the pulsing pleasure of a warm afterglow bathing his young frame, numbing tingles erupting in every corner of his flesh. He barely made out the serving dragoness, her mouth continuing to gingerly wrap about his cock and suck down what little liquid poured freely from him.
When all strength and vitality seemed sap, Kyn rose again, chirping and growling with wicked delight.
"Oh god. . . K-Kyn. . . I. . ." sputtered the trainer, unable to think or form any sense of coherency.
The dragoness was insatiable, however. To the boy's surprise, the busty bottomed Charizard wobbled over his small frame, crawling atop him as her fat, full ass slipped his member between the generous cheeks.
"M-more?" the boy mumbled weakly. It was not that he was unwilling to give and assist his companion in whatever needs were being served, but he didn't know if his body would do the job for Kyn.
Kyn, however, was stubborn, licking his head, still wearing that ever pleased expression of lusty yearning. She'd jiggle and shake her roaming rump, rolling lower body in circular motions to tease the cock, keep it hot and hard, like stoking a flame. When she felt confident the mast was solid and slick once again, her backside wiggled to position, teasing the crown of Girei's meat with the entry of her nether lips.
The hot, slick warmth was like nothing Girei had ever felt. Even the oral attentions of before were eclipsed by the sinking, suckling velvet that engulfed his rod as the big breasted beauty fell upon his twitching human malehood.
"Nnnggaaaaa!"
It did not matter if he believed his willpower to be lesser, the trainer's body was apt to agree with the Charigal that pulled him inside her chalice, as her juicy rump sat, basking in the union of their human and dragoness binding. Swiftly, Kyn began to bounce and throw her succulent hips, the loop of her crashing bobbling buttocks smacking into the smaller thighs of her trainer, the collision of skin and scale audible throughout the grassy knoll. Each deep press into heavenly dragoness cleft was met with a light, heady moan from Girei, as he clung for dear life on the lass' thighs.
She was searing and tight as a drum despite their difference in physicality, and her large, teardrop tits would jubilantly rise and rock with every swoop of her lower body. Kyn's wings would give a strong flap to aid in her rising, only to fall with the weight of her immaculate frame as droplets of nectar splashed with their coupling. The hanging sun got ever delicious inch and delicate sinew of her powerful, dragoness curves, to the soft hint of toned abdomen and dip of naval to the tossing bosom baskets that jiggled about as forbidden fountain fruit. Girei did not understand why he was bestowed with the honor of mate-ship, but it was glorious nonetheless.
As the dragoness fell, her pace increased, the lusty grinds becoming hungrier, driving towards her own much needed release. However, she was keen to keep her partner conscious for the matter, and thus leaned close, her tasty rack pancaking into Girei's young chest, the dragoness better positioning so that milk bearing nips could near and be tasted by the no doubt thirsty youth. Wordlessly and enthusiastically the trainer took the invitation, gripping one of the bosoms with hand, squishing, squeezing, rolling it about as best he could with shivering digits.
Thirsty mouth perused to lick away at the other near nip, gripping with mouth and gently biting to keep the wobbling teat in place, as Girei mercilessly suckled, receiving a series of pleased, rough moans in response. Desiring to play at least some part in the coupling, Girei began to thrust upward, in unison when Kyn fell upon his loins, the piston motions reaching a starving, ravenous speed.
With a rumbling roar, Kyn slammed her lower region upon the peach pike, rump reciprocating with quaking shakes as her inner walls thrilled in their filling. Girei entered a state of blind, hot instinct, his body obediently crashing into inner thigh, until the two rattled the grass with their ferocious fornicating.
It was enough to send Kyn over the top. She gave a long, rattling, feminine groan as her lower frame trembled, flooded with blissful eruptions and sensations. Her hot honey pot burst at the seams, splashing sweet juices upon the driving male flank, as the Charigal bucked and pumped through her mighty crescendo, taking the trainer's head and holding it close to her generous mantle.
Girei was soon to follow, his testes tumbling and boiling, releasing another jet of liquid issue, weakly whisper moaning as his ragged breaths were caught by the sharp ache of incredible pleasure. He felt himself released into the sopping cunny as Kyn held her fat full amber rump in place, shuddering, shaking, panting heavily into the air, fiery trails trailing from maw.
The spent trainer sucked in air, lying limp on the ground. His misty eyes watched the sky blurry figure of Kyn, malehood slinking to softness as his visage was matted with pools of sweat and drool. Words escaped him, as the dragoness snuggled around his form, her warrior frame satisfied.
For a time, anyway.
It was some time later that Girei was able to rise again and quench his thirst from the nearby creek. He felt renewed in ways he did not yet understand, a primal strength burning through his lithe body. The trainer felt closer to his Charizard like never before, with a more intimate, sensual connection. Truly, he wanted to thank her.
When he returned to the tree, however, he'd found that fat bottomed dragoness wiggling her rear, jiggling the enticing cheeks, her puss soaked, slick, and waiting. A hungry gaze burned through her eyes.
Satisfying a Charizard. Indeed, it was challenging.