dragon grrl

The poor girl was nervous. She had never lain with a human before (or rather anybody), especially such a handsome one. Her tail coiled around her leg, her hand busy trying to cover at least some of her modesty. The once prideful dragongirl was now sat on a bedroll, a nervous shrinking violet. Laying next to her, gently holding her hand was the source of her embarrassment. He knew to take it slow, as he did not want to rush her. Such an occasion is nothing to be scoffed at, an important step in any young adult’s life. “I-I think I’m ready” she stammered nervously. “P-please be gentle o-okay?” she added hastily. He smiled softly as she gripped his hand tightly. Though her assets were hardly impressive, to him, in that moment, she was the most beautiful thing in the world. He moved on top of her, placing a kiss on her warm lips, leaving her blushing a deep red. He placed his hands on her small breasts, more fit for a girl on the cusp of womanhood than a young woman, moving his hands in a sensual fashion, slowly stimulating them. He too, was nervous. This was her first time. His performance here would leave an impact on her for the rest of her life! But he pushed ahead through his fears of inadequacy. She was blushing madly, her breasts being touched by  foreign hands. This continued treatment elicited a small moan from her lips, as her slit began to dribble unfamiliar fluids. “W-what’s coming out of my b-body?” Rather than answering her question, he moved in for another kiss. Leaning in closely next to the nape of her neck, he replied in a soft tone “I’ll show you.”. His erection was at full mast, and as he aligned it with her wet slit, he whispered once more:”This might hurt”. The femcum helped smoothen the process, but it did not soften the blow when he pierced her hymen. She roared in pain, as blood began to trickle down her thighs, her mouth emitting a stream of fire, singeing the top of his head. He pulled out quickly, with a worried look on his brow. She bit her lip, nodding for him to continue. He gripped her hand tightly, with silent admiration of her determination, moving his hips towards hers once more. Her warm soft insides, so at odds with her tough, scaled body, tightly clamped around his erection. He began at a slow, steady pace, easing her into it, slowly moving it in and out. She was breathing heavily, smoke trailing from her nostrils. When he brushed up against her clitoris however, she was unable to contain herself, releasing a high pitched moan, writhing in ecstasy. His own orgasm did not come much later, and the warm white fluid trailed down her thighs. Both of them were panting, utterly exhausted by their exercise. In a surprisingly bold move, she clamped her arms around him, holding him close with her deceivingly powerful arms, nuzzling his chest, her scales shining brighter than ever before. Her eyes, once a fiery burning red, seemed more a warm flickering flame as she gazed into his eyes, before closing them, sighing happily, before falling asleep. He smiled warmly, feeling a strong urge to protect her, wanting to sustain this feeling forever. His eyelids felt like lead, closing shut, no longer able to stave off his exhaustion