Tales of The Mighty Dragonair

As he parted her legs slightly apart, he put his head in between and started pushing his way up. He gently kissed her skin and slowly took a soft bite over it before he finally reached the top where he was met with a soft and thin piece of cloth.

"P… Please… be gentle," she tried to stop him but he only laughed a muffled one while he held her waist with his arms, grabbed her slightly down and adjusted her body to suit his.

And then he pushed his head again where he opened his mouth and ate the clothes with the soft things underneath it.

He moved his lips first to softly bite while moving his head slowly up and down. Eventually his moves started to be faster, his bites became stronger and he even used his teeth to grab the clothes and the soft and bulky parts of her while stretching them out.

And suddenly she issued a soft moan while he felt some wetness coming from down there.

Yet none of that stopped him as he kept his rhythm as slow and controlled as possible for long minutes until that piece of cloth became so soaked with his mouth and her water.

Then he withdrew slowly and moved to be over her body, squeezing it under his while dancing slowly over her.

And strangely this one move made her moan again.

"You like it slow and firm then," he laughed before holding her body in his arms and slipped the dress all over her body.

He only left two pieces of clothes out there, one was totally soaked and the other one was about to get exploded by her full rounded hills.

He leaned her body softly over the bed while he also leaned with her. He rested his head over her chest where he started biting slowly each part of her twin hills and his hand was softly touching the soaked cloth.

He caressed it with the tip of his fingers before slowly bypassing the useless protection of the cloth. The first thing he touched was a small soft part where he held it between two fingers and started exerting a minimal pressure over it.

"Ah!"

She couldn't keep her moans inside anymore and a soft and long scream escaped her clenched teeth. He loosened his grip all of sudden while firmly biting over the small tower over her hill.

"Ah!"

And she couldn't control herself again with another hot and long scream coming out from the depth of her. Her body was now boiling like a heart of a burning star, and also she felt her soul sipping away from hers as if she was about to lose consciousness.

But she didn't.

He exerted more pressure with his fingers while loosening his bite over her pyramid. He alternatively kept her drowned while he smartly kept his moves organized and collected.

She was in a world of dreams, just on the door steps of it right now while he was only cool and collected, calmly watching her face and enjoying her moans and screams, her twisting body under his.

And he didn't stop there.

He moved his hand behind her back where he slowly removed that piece of cloth, exposing her in front of him.

He didn't hurry to act, only gazing fixedly at her while his face showed lewd expressions.

She was too weak to speak, too restrained to resist, and all she could do was to use what strength left in her and try to push her body away, twisting slowly under him.

And this move made the fire inside him simply… fiercer!

His hands moved slowly to grip the two soft cushions on her chest while the two tips of these were boldly standing up, calling for him to devour them.

His touches made her feel more hot and drowsy, but his next soft bites and slow gentle moves of his lips and cheeks made her drown.

He sucked her dry while her chest kept heaving up and down with his moves. His hand found her way at her back, slowly pushing her chest against his lips and making most of her hill vanish with the hurricane inside his lips.

And his other hand moved down below, finger found their place under the poor piece of cloth before moving slowly up and down, slowly caressing everything down.

At this moment… she lost any connection with the real world and all she could feel were pulses of shocks with waves following after.

He let her helpless body loose and finally removed the final piece on her. He also removed all his clothes and stared slightly at her body; twisted, full of red bite marks, and parts of the bed were already stained with many spots here and there.

He moved her twisted legs wide open while gazing for a second at her rosy little part in between with so many soft and neatly formed pieces there.

"This is… just perfect."

He couldn't help but to dig his head up her body and start to soak her with his lips and tongue, softly biting and stretching everything he could reach.

And at this moment, she returned to moan softly and scream frequently while twisting as hard as she could, trying to escape his grasp.

But everything she did only helped in making things far better for him and much violent and earthshaking for her.

Eventually her power faded away while she couldn't scream anymore. She started to give soft and muffled weak cries every now and then while her body lied helplessly, announcing her surrender to him.

He was content with his piece of art as he raised his head, sat on the bed, grabbed her from her thighs where his fingers got deeper in her soft skin and then… he dipped his long and stretched shaft slowly inside hers.

He felt a tuck sound accompanied with a sudden jolt of her body, but it instantly got more softened. Like a knife cutting butter he kept moving, like a fire eating the world, he sat her body ablaze.

She was like a clear page where a brush moved, drawing curvy and repetitive strikes. She was so devoured like the deepest hour of the night when the early light of the day arrived; slowly yet domineeringly prevailing her in every possible way and place her body and soul had.

His body kept lashing hers in slow and controlled moves while soft sounds of the two bodies touching each other started to rang softly in the empty room.

Only her muffled screams interrupted this… only her twisting body over the sheets of the bed added some extras.

He gently held her above him where she felt a new experience, a feeling that she never knew before it existed but now.

He was playing an orchestra while she acted as instruments and he was the musician. Flipping her from place to place, from position to another, from soft and slow to firm and rapid; they kept making love for hours without pause.

The entire room stood witness over their deep and everlasting moments while their bodies were entangled together like a tango dancers, jumping from one spot to another, leaving their love marks everywhere.