Mating in Flight

Mating in Flight

Alara Branwen

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Ylana closed her emerald eyes and looked downward. A warm wind blew across the mountaintop on which she stood, causing her dark blond hair to whip in the breeze.

In her mind, she saw herself pressing her nude body against the smooth scales of a large dragon. Its wings beat furiously as they both ascended in the air. It looked down on her with large, knowing eyes. Its long snout pressed to her nose as it thrust its massive cock into her pussy. The winds whirled around them as they mated.

Her nether region tingled at the thought. She broke her contemplations and pressed her dainty hands against her large breasts. The warm air caressed them as she pushed them together. She brushed her thumbs over her nipples and the little pink buds became firm.

Ylana let out a throaty sigh and cleared her mind. She was preparing to cast a spell to call out to the dragons of the land. It was mating season for dragons, and sorceresses across the kingdom were casting special spells to let all dragons know they were available mating partners.

Ever since the dawn of time, dragons mated with human females that practiced the arcane arts so these women could bare their young. They had to mate with human females, since all known dragons were male.

Many sorceresses would cast the calling spell during the season, but very few would ever be chosen. Because of this, it was a high honor to be chosen to bear a dragon's child.

It wasn't known for sure why dragon's preferred to mate with sorceresses. Many thought that since dragons were magical creatures, they preferred mating with those who could practice magic.

Ylana smiled to herself, there was another quality that dragons prized in potential mates. Many of the ancient tomes on dragon mating mentioned that dragons enjoyed mating with virgins. Some thought dragon's liked a virgin's purity, while others just thought they preferred a tighter pussy. In either case, records showed that virgins had a better chance of being selected by a dragon for mating. That was why the young sorceress had never been with a man in her nineteen years of life.

The words to the call spell burned brightly in her mind as she took a deep breath and steadied herself. This spell was very difficult, so she had to remain calm and focused. If her concentration was broken, it would ruin the spell and cause an explosion of arcane energy that would greatly harm or possibly kill her. Slowly, carefully, she began to mutter words that would only be coherent to a studious magician.

As she spoke the arcane words, the wind around her began to blow fiercely. The gentle air currents became buffeting bludgeons that threatened to knock the young spell caster down. But she tightened her muscles and maintained her footing and concentration.

She raised her dainty hands into the air as her lips enunciated the second half of the incantation. An orange glow enveloped her nude body and the rocky ground trembled. Her intonation increased in pitch and the air began to swirl around her. As her voice reached a crescendo, it was carried up by the winds. The sound magically echoed through the light gray sky.

Once the echo died down, the winds lost power. The earth ceased its trembling and the glow left her body. A cold rush of magical energy surged through Ylana. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She focused on the horizon and said nothing. Her body was tense and her breathing deep. Her heart rapidly pounded. Had it worked? She had cast many call spells, but it was the first time that she had every tried to call a dragon. Her eyes were still focused. She couldn't see anything coming from the dreary gray horizon.

Half an hour passed, and the young sorceress saw nothing. She sighed. The sorceress thought she would fail, but deep down she dearly wanted to succeed. She had devoted her entire life to studying sorcery, and being chosen as a mate by a dragon would affirm her belief that she was meant to study magic.

She was about to cast a teleportation spell to bring her back home, but she heard a roar on the horizon. She looked to the east and saw a speck flying toward her. The speck grew until she could make out a large, black scaled creature with a long, rounded snout and large spikes growing from its head. It had massive wings and four muscled legs tucked beneath its white scaled belly. Its tail whipped one way and then another with each flap of its wings.

Ylana couldn't believe her eyes. It was a dragon! It had heard her calling spell and was answering it. The creature deemed her worthy to carry its young! After a few minutes the dragon landed on the side of the mountain with a thunderous boom. It's long neck craned downward to look at the young sorceress with deep red eyes. It spoke to her in the common tongue. "A heard your voice on the wind. Did you cast that call spell?"

The young magician knew that the dragon knew it was her. In the ancient annuls, it was traditional for the dragon to ask, just to make sure a foolish magician did not cast that particular spell erroneously. Ylana nodded and dropped to one knee to show respect to the great creature. "Yes I did lord dragon. I wish to give myself to you fully so that I may become mother to your young."

A smirk played across the dragon's muzzle. "Excellent, I am very pleased. Not only was I summoned by a capable sorceress, but a beautiful one as well. Tell me young one, has your flower of yet been caused to bloom?"

Ylana figured the dragon knew the answer to this question as well, and it was probably why it came to her. She smiled and shook her head. "No, it has not. It is waiting for your pollen so that it can."

The dragon's smirk graduated into a grin of pointed teeth. "I thought I sensed a virgin when I heard your call. This is amazing indeed! I don't wish to delay any longer, my body quivers in excitement. Are you ready to give yourself to me?"

The sorceress nodded and raised her arms to the large beast in affirmation. The dragon reached down and gently picked up the nude woman in a fore claw. With a few hammering flaps of its wings, it took off into the sky.

The world beneath Ylana quickly grew small. An empty feeling entered her stomach as the mountains beneath her turned into little rocks. The rushing air around her was cold and summoned goose bumps over her skin. She shivered and closed her eyes again.

The large beast stopped its ascent, just below a blanket dismal looking clouds. Ylana swallowed and dared to open her eyes. Above her, she could see how close the fluffy gray clouds were. A breeze blew past that felt like icy daggers in her skin. She violently shivered.

It took a moment for her to realize that if she were this close to the clouds, the ground must have been far below. Her heart started to pound furiously in her chest. She realized that if she fell, she wouldn't be able to concentrate enough to cast a teleport spell to save herself. She knew that dragons mated while in flight, but she was not as prepared for the endeavor as she thought she would be. "Please lord dragon, do not drop me." Her voice quivered.

The dragon pulled her close in a gentle embrace. Ylana's breasts pressed against his soft scales. A rumble was released from the creature's chest that the sorceress thought was soft laughter. "Do not worry sweet morsel, you are not in danger of falling. As long as I have you, you will be safe."

Even with affirmation, the sorceress still felt scared. The dragon felt her fear and gently stroked her hair with a fore claw while it held her to its body with the other. Ylana felt warmth radiating from the dragon's chest. Soon the chill of the great altitude left her, and she was enveloped by great warmth. It was then that she remembered dragons could radiate heat on command. This one must have known she was cold and was doing it to make her feel more comfortable.

This little gesture touched Ylana. From what she read, most dragons usually just performed the mating ritual without a hint of consideration for the female. This one, it seemed, was at least making some effort to make her comfortable. She pressed her body against the dragon's. Her breasts were squeezed against the warm scales. She rubbed them against the surface and felt them perk in response.

The sorceress ran her hands along the scales, tracing her fingertips along the ridges between them. Her pussy started to tingle in response to the dragon's warmth and wetness accumulated outside her swelling nether lips. The dragon looked down at her with bright red eyes. "Are you feeling more relaxed my sweetness?"

Ylana let out a soft sigh and nodded. She felt the dragon roll around to where he was floating on his back and she was resting on his stomach. The young woman looked back and saw something that nearly made her eyes bulge. The dragon's massive cock was bobbing lazily as the creature flew upside down. The large pink shaft had to at least be three feet long and several inches wide! How in the world was she going to be able to fit something like that inside of her?

While Ylana contemplated the dragon's massive member, the large creature picked her up and moved her to its muzzle. The dragon manipulated the young woman in his claw so that her entire front was exposed. A forked tongue escaped its lips and started running across her body. The long tongue began at her shoulder and slowly slid down her massive breasts, her stomach, and then down her right leg, leaving a trail of warm saliva that soothed her muscles.

The dragon pressed his tongue to her large breasts and drug it across the mounds. The forked tip slid across her nipples, sending little tingles through her body. The long appendage then ran around the border of one of the firm mounds and then slowly circled upward until it reached the nipple. The dragon pressed his tongue against the pink nub then tickled it with the little tongue prongs. Ylana wriggled and grinned.

The fire breathing lizard used the soft prongs to tickle each nipple, sending little sensations through her chest. The dragon pressed his maw close to her breasts and curled his lithe tongue around a boob until it completely encircled it. The tongue squeezed and the woman let out a small moan.

The dragon worked his tongue over both breasts, squeezing one with his tongue and then the other. His partner freed a hand from his claw and reached down to stroke her soft pussy lips. She gently huffed and pressed her fingers into them. Juices leaked onto her fingers, which she spread across her womanhood.

The creature saw this and grinned. He pulled her over to him to where her pussy was beneath his tongue. Then he took the prongs of it and stroked along the moist lips. Electric bolts shot through the young woman's body. The wailing winds drowned out the sounds of her moans. The dragon curled his tongue and covered her entire slit, then slowly moved it up the surface of her pussy. He tasted her sweet, virginal juices.

Ylana freed her other hand and pressed both against her ample breasts. She squeezed and roughly stroked her hard nipples with her fingers. The dragon slid the tongs of his tongue up one nether lip and then down the other, teasing out more of her tasty nectar. The creature's tongue then found her clit, and started flicking it gently. His mate took in a sharp breath and opened her legs wider. Noting this reaction, he pressed his rounded muzzle between her legs and started rapidly flicking the little nub above her box.

The sorceress started rocking her hips in response to the dragon's tongue play, wrapping her legs around his muzzle and thrusting gently. The smell of Ylana's sex entered the creature's nostrils and a burning ferocity entered the his mind. He started hungrily lapping at the little knob above his lover's pussy, sliding it one way, and then another, then hungrily devouring the sweet honey that dripped from her slit.

Ylana furiously rocked her body against the dragon's muzzle. Her nether lips grinded against her lover's tongue as exciting tingles flowed through her body. She squeezed her breasts again, intensifying her pleasure.

An idea struck the dragon. He slipped his tongue between the lips, into the wet folds of Ylana's pussy. The taste excited him, and he started to dart his tongue deeper into the tight crevice. 

The sorceress felt her inner body being caressed and tickled by the dragon's tongue. She called out, her voice being carried away on the billowing wind. She grabbed the dragon's muzzle and pressed herself down upon it, and rocked her body more quickly. Her skin slapped against the dragon's scales.