A Dragon's Need
Dragon's.. horses.. breeding season... What else do you want from me? Quality?
Everyone knew about a dragon's breeding season. It was pretty universal, and anyone who kept/knew dragons, knew that it was best to avoid them and let them do their do, wherever it may be. The problem being that most dragons were 10 foot tall and had the libido of a sex demon twice that size. And not everyone found a mate.
For example, one particular dragon might find himself mateless due to his stature of a terrifying 12 feet may find himself in a rather desperate situation. Namely, while wandering a farmer's field in search for an especially large dragoness, or at least one willing to give it a shot. But of course, there was no dragoness in sight here. Instead, there was the usual farm creatures. Pigs, a few cows, a couple of dogs, a chicken house to the side.. and horses. The stallions and mares gave the dragon cause to hesitate at the edge of the field, staring and blinking. The stallions and mares were prancing about, tossing their heads, occasionally breaking into a full run. But it was a mixture of their majestic beauty and a certain scent that drew him to one specific mare off to the side, staying mostly by herself. The dragon, despite being a biped intellegient being, found it hard to stare. He found it even harder to stop himself from climbing over the fence in a half daze and walking towards her.
When he at last reached her, the mare startled a bit and turned her head, eyeballing him suspiciously. He was a lot larger than her, but she was bred as a show horse. Majestic, pretty and hard to startle. She didn't pay him any mind and turned her head, returning to grazing. The dragon, however, had a large amount of interest in her. An interest that was rapidly beginning to peek free. He stepped up behind her, his clawed hands running down to graze over her hind quarters, making the mare flinch, her muscles twitching as she raised her head in curiosity, peering back at him. The dragon ignored her concern, however, his own gaze intently focused on her winking vulva. She was in heat. Late in heat, almost out of it, but heat none-the-less. And that interested him a great deal.
With a grab and yank, his pants tore and he tugged them off, tossing them to the side as he began to pant. His pent up urges were quite obvious then, twenty inches of dragon jutting from his hip. The testicles hanging below his staff were the size of watermellons and taught with his unspilled seed, which he intended to fix. The spire of his need was nearly two feet in length, tapered at the tip with ridges around his base, a reward for those who managed to take him, and soft, fleshy spines at the tip to sink himself in deep and ensure his cum was pumped as deep as he could get it.
And that was exactly what the pent up male had in mind for the somewhat unfourtenate mare. With his hands holding her haunches, he arched his hips forward and positioned his engorged length up to her winking folds, which had the equine tossing her head and becoming increasingly worried. Which proved to be a good idea when his hands jerked her back, his hips thrust and that ebony spire damn near split her in half.
A roar and a whinny sounded out in tune to each other, one far more distressed than the other. The wet shlick and sloppy sliding noise made the undertone to their sudden chorus as he buried himself into the mare, his fingers digging into her back side firmly as he hid his eager shame away within her. As the mare began to tug and squirm within his grasp, he only became more and more eager to work out his pent up load within her walls. It wasn't her first time to feel a male within her, but it was sure as hell a unique experience all the same.
By the time the ribs at the base of his shaft brushed past her folds, she had dug her hooves into the dirt, her tail held to the side on instinct, her body shuddering as she whinnied and jerked her head from side to side, her fur bristled. His balls finally smacked between her hind legs, and the dragon let out a low rumble of content, holding the mare there, buried to the roots at last in something warm, and semi-willing. She shifted her front, looking back at her new, strange lover. And then he started.
He drew half of the massive shaft past, each ripping slipping free causing a wet slurp. She fit, but just barely, causing a nice suction whenever he pulled back, making him shudder when he withdrew. As soon as he felt his barbs sliding along her mid-passage, he thrust again, making him snort happily and her to whinny loudly, her muscles twitching. He was quick to start a pace of it, his orbs tapping her hind quarters each time he drew back and slid back into her, his long tail coming around to coil about her left left as he panted raggedly above her.
As he slaked his lust with her, the other equines were getting curious, heads raised and gazes focused on the two of them, but it did nothing to deter the coupling pace. He railed her fervently, his hips working faster with each passing moment, and his balls expanding with his growing load. Finally, with a twitch of his hips, he buried himself to the hilt and threw his head back, roaring out loudly as he began to pump his load deep into her. His dick jumped and pulsed within her as he emptied his load, both creatures squirming and twitching as fluids were exchanged.
It took a fair while, but eventually his balls stopped pulsing and he bent over her, panting raggedly and shuddering as he withdrew. A loud, wet 'SHLURP' sounded through the field as he dragged his still hard, twitching dick free of her folds, coated in his sugary cum. The dragon fell back onto his rear end, panting heavily and staring at the mare's back end as she leaked his cum, her winking folds held open by both his now vacant size and the small river of cum flowing from her.
As he sat there, panting, the mare stumbled a few feet away and stood there, head bowed as she breathed in slow and heavy. One of the more adventurous stallions curiously trotted over, his head lowered a bit as he eyed the dragon for a moment, then stepped up behind the mare, sniffing at her drooling folds, unsure as to why the mare he had claimed was filled with a strange smelling cum load.
But while the stallion was busy, the still needy dragon had his eyes set elsewhere. Even as the equine's dick slid free of it's sheath in preperation of attempting to replace the seed that had been pumped into the mare, the dragon's gaze was focused somewhat above those full looking balls. All the way up to that twitching pucker.
He glanced down to his cum coated shaft. Normally he wouldn't attempt it.. The mare while in season was a tight fit for him. But he was extremely well lubed. He stood and stepped right up behind the stallion. As the male started to climb up onto her, he gripped the stallion's hips and pressed his tip underneath the other's tail. The stallion whinnies and looks back, only to twitch and throw his head back as his rear end was stretched open. The dragon was intent, driving his hips foward firmly, working that even tighter orifice around his shaft as he snorted.
The stallion jerked, his tail flicking from one side to the other in irritation, getting cum from that length on it as he squirmed around in alarm. Even as that shaft was buried deeper and deeper, his own length only seemed to get harder, twitching underneath his belly as he panted and jerked a bit. Finally, when those ribs slid past his rim, making it twitch, and those balls pressed to theback of his own, he began to calm down. He was fuller than he had ever been before during his life time, and it didn't seem that would change any time soon.
When the thrusts began, his anal ring used like a guide for that massive piece of meat, the stallion shuddered and kneaded at the ground with his forelegs, kicking up chunks of dirt and grass. The dragon took no time to begin driving himself in and out at a steady, but firm pace, his balls smacking into the stallion's own. He kepta more steady pace than he did with the mare, his insistant NEED to cum having been at least mostly worked out on the female's womb. His urges, however, only intensified as his barbs, ribs and ebony length ground against the inside of the stallion, and it didn't take long for him to start speeding up once more.
The dragon was panting heavily, hunched over the stallion that was becoming increasingly worried for his natural functions, his hips jerking just a bit with each powerful impact. His own dick was pulsing, however, the constant thrusts and impacts hitting just the right spots, his head lowered as he snorted loudly, before tensing up. His body tightened up as his dick kicked once, before he began to paint the ground beneath him with his thick white cum, splattering it liberally and turning the ground the shade of his seed. The dragon above, meanwhile, felt the effects and roared once more, twitching and shuddering as he buried himself and began to fill the male with hot cum, his hips grinding slowly as his balls emptied out.
When at last the two were spent, the dragon fall to his side and lay there, rumbling contently, his dick finally softening up as the last of his seed dribbled from his tip to the ground. The beast was sated. For now.