The next day.
After waking up, I follow Sariel into the forest. Admittedly, it is quite refreshing to breathe in nature's air after being stuffed inside for so long. However, as I stare at the dragoness's back, I can't help but feel a faint sense of crisis.
It has been close to a week since Sariel and I had sex, and unlike Luna or Eva, who can hold back their lust well, this woman is known for her insatiable carnal desires. Though imagining what kind of wrath she would unleash onto is also... exciting.
''We're here.''
At so point, we reach a secluded corner of the forest. Following Sariel's gaze, I spot an inconspicuous wooden chamber attached to a tall pine tree.
''Did you build this?'' I ask with a hint of surprise.
The dragoness nodded, ''Mhm. A little hideout, you could say. I got permission as well, if you're curious.''
''I see.''
Without delay, the two of us take off toward the cabin. Upon entering, I am hit with a calm fragrance. The simple interior is lit by the vivid morning sunlight pouring in from outside the window—a table, a cabinet, and a bed.
While I look around with interest, a click sounds behind .
''Huh?''
Sariel approaches in brisk steps, leaving the locked door. She rests her chin on my shoulder, running her arms around my waist for an embrace.
''I've been missing your warmth, my lady.'' Sariel softly says.
''Why so flirtatious suddenly?'' I giggle, putting my hands on hers, ''I've been missing yours, too.''
''Haven't you slept in other won's arms these days? Are you sure my warmth is the only thing you want?''
Feeling the dragoness's fingers crawl up to my chest, I actively lean back on her, whispering, ''I... also missed your cock. And your tentacles...''
As if that answer satisfies her, Sariel lifts in one swoop before walking toward the bed. Once we both settle on it, the process resus in a quick and familiar fashion.
''Mhm...''
While kissing , Sariel strips my clothes one by one until nothing is left. Her hands play wantonly with my naked body, and a strong, raging heat is pressed against my stomach.
''Can I put it in?''
''...I'm your wife, aren't I? Also your... cumdumpster. Treat like one.''
A lustful smile blooms on Sariel's face as she closes in, sealing my lips. Below, her mber proudly pries open my entrance, pushing itself in inch by inch. When I start to feel her girth grinding my inside, her tip banging at my cervix, Sariel abruptly pushes her pace.
Waves of unstoppable pleasure knock my head blank as the dragoness's monster cock forces itself into my stomach, flattening my womb with each thrust. Already short of breath from her greedy tongue kiss, I struggle under what feels like suffocation for several minutes straight.
''Mhgfmp...!''
My muffled moans, combined with the lewd splashes of wet bodies hitting, fill the room.
Catching my wrists, pinning to the bed, Sariel relentlessly pounds , releasing her raw, seething lust. After smacking my lower lips to a pulp, Sariel's cock spews its first load straight into my womb, pooling densely within.
''Hah... hah... hah...''
Once she pulls out, I finally get to relax a little. Hands over my stomach, I happily bask in the afterglow as I feel the piping hot seed swirling in .
''Fufu... did you enjoy that?'' Sariel carressed my cheek, ''Shall we try sothing more... exciting?''
''Y-Yess...''
Holding sothing close to anticipation, I get out of bed with her guidance. The dragoness then holds my hand and instructs to bend my waist at a ninety-degree angle. As I lean on her for balance, my full attention is justifiably poured onto her dangling cock, one still wet with a coat of sloppy liquid.
''Huh...?''
It isn't until I feel sothing encasing my waist that I turn around. Sohow, while I am busy admiring Mr.Cock... I got stuck in a wall? Looking up at Sariel only reveals a mischievous yet ravenous grin.
''S-Sariel?''
''Shh.''
Slowly, a dozen sothing slimy, warm, and irresistibly soft slither up my legs, squeezing my exposed butt before finding their way into my holes. As if exploring a childhood house, the tentacles roam freely inside my stomach, reaching deeper and fuller than any cock could.
One of them resolutely pierces my cervix to then fill my little womb with its presence, stirring the newly settled sen playfully. On the other door, two tentacles rip their way into my guts, prying further with each thrust.
The intense shower of pleasure nearly knocks my mind unconscious, but I spend every waking second gasping and convulsing at the tentacles' ruthlessness. Amidst the continuous forced orgasm, a familiar scent falls onto .
''Ah...''
The weight of the cock reminds of my role.
Without hesitation, I begin to lick the shaft thoroughly, fists clenched, trying to power through the onslaught. As if intoxicated, my body moves with a floaty sense while my sensory nerves are overloaded.
At so point, I find myself impaling Sariel's cock into my throat, lips kissing her crotch.
Suffocation.
Increasingly violent slaps resonate within the small cabin. The tentacles lift my legs into the air while forcefully penetrating my bottom holes. In front, the dragoness falls into a trance as she enjoys my body, heaving hot breaths.
This... is how we're ant to be—I instinctively have a thought.
After God knows how long, the tentacles finally recede... only for them to crawl to my front side. They take hold of my arms, squeezing my breasts, circling my areolas. They wrap around my neck, tugging it back for another strand to force itself into my mouth.
Gagged and essentially suspended in the air, I breathlessly await sothing to fill the void in my bottom holes.
''Mhfmp...''
And that desire is soon answered by my dragon wife's lovely cock. Her at rod encounters no trouble as it penetrates both my entrances, which have been lubricated and stretched comfortably beforehand.
Sariel alternates between the two doors greedily, pounding either entrance with an indomitable spirit. The fourteen-inch cock ravages my insides for the better part of an hour, rapidly going inside and outside my whore holes.
Her hands tightly grab my cheeks, spreading them open as she slaps her hip at my fat. Once she finishes inside my second entrance, the dragoness imdiately starts another round, once again thrusting at both places without rcy.
Being treated like a fleshlight, a throwaway toy—this is what I signed up for.
A sense of profound bliss hits amidst the relentless fucking. I can keep being like this for the rest of my life... as a cumdumpster for the won I love.
I could not be happier.
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