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  His balls! Good God.

  “So you like my cock?” Tom stroked it lovingly for a moment or two.

  “Uh, yeah. Nice cock, Tom. Very nice indeed.” She stared, entranced as the tiny eye at the tip glittered with a drop of moisture.

  “Now you.” Tom stood, arms akimbo, cock erect, waiting for his own part of the bargain.

  “Uh...sure.” Without hesitation Georgie - a princess of her word - dropped her britches and stood, virtually naked, in front of Tom.

  Who gaped. “Fucking sheeeit.” His eyes bugged wide and almost absently he reached downwards for his cock.

  “Um...aren’t you going to touch my tits?” Georgie found herself aching in strange places, mostly in the area that Tom was staring at with an almost unnerving intensity.

  “Huh?”

  Tom was clearly involved with something now, something personal that involved the sight of her pussy, his cock and his hand.

  Georgie sighed. “My tits, you dork. You were supposed to touch my tits...” Strange sensations welled up inside her as she considered the idea of his hands on her breasts. Her nipples beaded into nubs and moisture began to flow over her thighs. Without giving it much thought, she parted her legs to let it dry.

  Tom moaned as he played with his cock, vague eyes glued now to her pussy.

  “Well, this is lots of fun and not real helpful, asshole...”

  He grunted, oblivious to anything but her body. And then the oddest thing happened. Before Georgie’s fascinated gaze Tom’s face contorted, his hand spasmed around his cock and it...it...sort of erupted.

  Jets of white stuff spurted from the end and Tom coughed out an odd sound, something like a cross between a sob and a groan. Then his cock withered and softened back into not much of anything at all.

  “Well, I’ll be damned.” Georgie stared at what was now nothing more than a small set of male genitals. “So that’s what it’s all about.”

  She looked at Tom who had the grace to look embarrassed. “I’ll touch your tits now, if you want.” His tone was hopeful.

  Georgie backed away a step and pulled up her pants. “I don’t think so, but thanks anyway. You sort of bypassed that part of the deal.” Shrugging into her tunic she nodded at her sword. “But that still needs sharpening.”

  “Okay.” Looking a bit flustered, Tom fastened his breeches and began to put a nice new edge on her blade. “Look, Georgie...I...”

  She held up her hand. “Not a word, Tom. From either of us. We promised, remember?”

  He nodded and looked relieved but somber.

  “It’s not that I’m a snob or anything, you understand...” Georgie felt some explanation was due. “I just don’t want all the other princesses down here hoping for an eyeful of that splendid cock of yours.” She looked at him in what she hoped was an admiring fashion.

  It worked. Tom perked up and grinned. “Sure thing, Georgie.”

  The conversation served to reinforce the A plus Georgie had received in How to Stroke the Male Ego. Of course, the subject matter had referred to visiting dignitaries, not cocks, but the fundamental concepts were easy to apply.

  That evening, Georgie figured the day hadn’t been a total waste of time, gown classes notwithstanding. She’d gotten a nice edge on her sword, seen a male cock for the first time and watched it - what was the word she’d heard - come.

  Fascinating stuff. Why the hell there weren’t classes in Sex Education for Princesses Curious About Stuff Like That, she had no idea. Her schoolmates had pictures of their favorite fairy movie stars pinned up over their beds and spent long hours discussing how they would marry them in the distant future. Even though most of the chatter revolved around the wedding gown not the wedding night.

  Sighs and swoons were quite normal, giggles and whispers broke the evening silence on a regular basis, and much time was spent in wondering about kissing.

  Georgie wondered about that too, but after today she figured she was probably ready to get to the advanced class. Fucking.

  She turned on her pillow and readied herself for sleep. Perhaps he would come to visit her dreams tonight. And perhaps - if she tried really hard - she could talk to him about this whole sex thing.

  She knew he’d answer her questions. She trusted him. He’d protected her for as long as she could remember. He’d scared away the monsters in her closet, helped her pick out dresses for her dolls and held her when her tummy got upset after eating all the frosting off her eighth birthday cake.

  Yep. When it came to sex, who better to ask than someone who’d always been there for her when she needed him?

  Georgie closed her eyes and mentally summoned her subconscious friend to come and play in her dreams.

  And sure enough, her dragon appeared.

  *~*~*~*

  Dragons don’t get sexually aroused - and other myths...

  Theo snorted and fidgeted as his dreams began.

  “Hello, Theo.” She was there, cuddled in between his coils, comfortable as a bug in the proverbial rug. He hoped he wouldn’t squash her so he shifted a little to make room for her.

  “You’ve grown.” He stared at the long golden hair that flowed down her spine.

  “You too.” She stroked a nearby scale. “I do like this blue.”

  He grinned. “Thank you. How’s school going?”

  A gusty sigh answered him. “I hate it, dragon o’mine. It sucks ass. All that fussing around with gowns and stupid stuff I’ll never need.”

  He frowned. “You’re a princess. Of course you’re gonna need that stuff.”

  She snorted. “Theo, I have twelve sisters ahead of me. You really think anybody’s gonna make a huge stink about yet another one?” She shook her head. “Nope. I’m gonna lead an army.”

  Theo suppressed a chuckle. “Of course you are, honey.”

  “No, really. I’ve decided that’s all I’m good for. I like sword fighting, I shall have several dozen trusty knights heading my forces...I think it’ll work.”

  “Hmm. And these knights will follow you because...”

  She surprised him by standing and removing her nightgown. “Because I shall stand before them like this...and they will flock to my side.”

  Theo gaped. If he’d been a knight he’d be there flocking with bells on.

  She was tall and shapely, with breasts like ripening peaches and a golden tuft of curls atop her mound. Her shoulders were firm, her muscles flexing, her body lean from the exercise and swordplay she regularly engaged in.

  When she threw her arms back and thrust those breasts forwards, Theo nearly choked and smoke seeped from his ears. “Holy shit.”

  With a smug grin, she curled back against him, naked as a jaybird. “See what I mean?”

  “Urghlllflump...” His tongue was lead, his thoughts confused and his scales were cooking where she leaned against him. She ran her hands down over her body and Theo swore he could hear his guts boiling.

  “There’s so much I don’t know yet...” Idly she touched herself, heedless of the fact that she was turning him on - big-time. “Like why I get wet...here...when I think about stuff.” Her hand slipped between her legs and she sighed.

  “Ummm...”

  “Tell me Theo. Tell me about what it’s like?”

  “Ummm...” He was at a loss for words. It shouldn’t be up to a dragon to educate a princess about things sexual. Besides, his brains were off on vacation someplace, his cock was about three feet long by now and he was having a reeeeeally hard time hiding it from her. No pun intended.

  “I’m dreaming, I know. But you’ve always been in my dreams. Now I’m dreaming about grown-up things. I need grown up-help. I need to know...”

  Theo swallowed down a lump of lust the size of the neighboring shire. “Look, sweetheart...you shouldn’t...I mean...what you’re doing...”

  She was swaying slowly against him, her ass grazing his scales in just the right spot to drive him frickin’ nuts. Her hand moved. “It feels sooooo good when I do this.”
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  “Does it?” His voice croaked and he cleared his throat. “Uh, well, that’s good then. Just keep doing it.” And please wake up or shoot me and put me out of my misery.

  “Oooh, yeah. Good idea.” She kept doing it.

  With his finely tuned sense of dragon-smell, he could scent the flowering of her arousal, pungent and fresh and tangy as it burgeoned from her cunt.

  Theo ached. Ached for a release he could not have, ached for the girl who was not his to claim and basically just fucking ached. This was torture of the worst kind, an unfair punishment for all the years he’d shared her dreams of dolls and birthday parties.

  In spite of his physical turmoil, he couldn’t look away. Perhaps - perhaps if she kept it up he could poof out of her dreams and back into his own - human - self. He crossed one set of claws, bit down on his arousal and curled himself around her, hiding her from prying eyes.

  He didn’t want to shock the owls, after all.

  She sighed and shivered. “God, I like this. But I need - something.”

  “Yeah.” It was a growl, and Theo’s tongue drooped from the side of his mouth accidentally catching her on the thigh. She jumped.

  “Do that again. Higher.”

  Oh fucking shit. “I can’t.”

  “Yes you can. You’re my dream dragon. You do anything I say.” She opened her eyes and frowned at him. “It’s the rules and you know it.”

  “God, you can be a bitch when you want to, can’t you?” Theo frowned back.

  “I need, Theo. Quit fucking around. Obey me.”

  Theo was torn. None of this was real - it was all some sort of magical dream manifestation. He knew damn well that he was sleeping in his roost and she was miles away in her school bed.

  She moaned.

  Okay - correction. She was miles away moaning in her school bed. With one hand between her legs and the other now tugging on her hard nipples.

  Fucking hell. What had he ever done to deserve this except schputz over a fairy?

  He watched, gaze glued to her pussy, as she found the right spot and the right pressure. It was a beautiful sight.

  “Give me your tongue, dammit. Now.” For once, she was every inch the royal Princess issuing a command.

  Her eyes were closed and she panted, working herself faster each second. Lost, Theo succumbed and obeyed. One fork of his tongue gingerly reached out, smoothed up her thigh and delicately flicked her clit.

  She screamed and disappeared, leaving Theo with the most wonderful flavor of hot, wet Georgie on his taste buds.

  He licked his lips, savoring her. “Hmm. Not in the least bit like tuna.”

  It was sweet, the sweetest taste he could ever remember. And it did awfully painful things to his loins. Or the place where loins were supposed to be.

  Dragons, of course, didn’t have such mundane things as loins. Possessed of scales that varied in thickness from a thumb to half a sequoia, dragons had a “pouch” - also heavily armored - where their “loins”, for want of a better word, were protected from things like spears, rocks and the occasional poorly judged landing amongst sharp and spiky trees.

  Theo’s pouch was bulging uncomfortably, about a yard of aroused dragon cock coiled within. It was even worse than the hard-on he’d acquired after peeking in on a bachelor party in the castle basement a couple of years before.

  The host had swiped a porn movie from someplace and Theo had gotten an eyeful of some really well-endowed human females doing some pretty hot things to their mates. The dragon side of him was merely curious. It was the human side that screamed “yikes” and developed a rather intense case of lust that took about thirty-six hours to recede.

  He shifted and vainly attempted to adjust his coiled cock. The coils were necessary because female dragons - at least the ones Theo had read about - apparently possessed a D-spot, rather than a G-spot. And it was located around a rather awkward S-bend in their reproductive system. To obtain maximum stimulation, the dragon male had to penetrate the female in a move somewhat resembling a plumber clearing a clog from an ancient set of pipes. It worked, more often than not, but just to be on the safe side, nature had also equipped female dragons with a clit that protruded at least a foot from their pussies, thus ensuring that there was absolutely no way it would escape the attention of the male during mating. Most female dragons were most appreciative of nature’s gesture.

  With a mutter and a mumble, Theo curled himself up awkwardly and decided to sleep off his arousal. If baseball had been invented, he could have spent some time considering the stats of the latest pinch hitter, but unfortunately the game was one of those things that hadn’t quite come to pass at this point in time. Aroused and unsatisfied males of pretty much all species had to make do with thoughts of jousting, sharp lances, clashing swords, sweaty bodies colliding and tumbling to the turf...it was easy to see why baseball was invented. Jousting just didn’t do it as well as a whole series of pop flies over the baseline.

  It certainly didn’t work for Theo. Oh, he slept - dragons can fall asleep at the drop of a helmet - but it wasn’t restful nor relaxing.

  Instead, he dreamed. A personal, private, very Theo-type dream. And one which, of course, will be shared with you, dear reader, since you’re probably on tenterhooks waiting to hear all about the sordid things that go on in a human-slash-dragon’s brain when he’s fast developing a serious case of absolutely and completely unrequited sexual desire for his beautiful princess. Let’s face it, you don’t get to read about things like that in an ordinary fairy tale, do you?

  Chapter Three

  The drawbacks of lusty dragon dreams

  As Theo slid uncomfortably into his dream, we can probably smooth out a couple of rough plot points if we try to remember that inside he was still thinking the thoughts and feeling the emotions of a human male. He’d been a dragon long enough that such notions didn’t occupy his mind while he was awake.

  Far from it - he was Dragon-to-the-Max when conscious, complete with curling nostrils, gleaming horns and nicely aligned fiery breathing techniques.

  But in his dreams he slipped, his control weakening, his brain darting from one place to another - confused by the images that flickered through it like a poorly synchronized movie.

  One moment he was frying an evil threat to the Kingdom - or a flock of geese that accidentally got in the way - and the next he was adjusting his pants over a very masculine hard-on and staring at several rather well endowed women as they happily gathered up the pre-cooked dinner which had suddenly dropped from the skies in front of them.

  He couldn’t make the mental connection between the nicely roasted geese and the women grinning at them.

  All he could do was stare at their breasts - great undulating mounds of soft white flesh that threatened to pop out from the poorly laced blouses in the best pornographic movie style.

  He licked his dream lips and heaved a shuddering breath, waiting for the inevitable peek at a dusky nipple.

  “Ahem.” A voice sounded behind him.

  He spun around and there she was. Dream Georgie.

  “I’d rather you looked at me that way.” She raised an eyebrow and put her hands on her hips. Her naked hips.

  Theo felt his lips curve into a smile. “I’ll look at you any way you want. Just stay naked, okay?”

  “For you, my dearest Theo, I’m always naked. Always ready, always willing - there’s a slight problem with the able bit, but we can work around that, can’t we?”

  Theo nodded. “Oh yes.” He cleared his throat and tried again. “Yeah. Definitely.” Her pussy was softly shadowed with light blonde curls, a mystery he wanted to probe with his cock and his fingers and his tongue.

  “So let’s lie down.”

  In the magically delightful way of dreams, Theo found himself standing next to a large bed and on the large bed was the object of his desire. Georgie’s naked pussy. Between Georgie’s naked thighs and attached to the naked rest of her, of course.

  Theo glanced down to f
ind himself naked, too. The sight wasn’t exactly guaranteed to extract a swoon out of dream-maiden Georgie, but it was good enough to get the job done, which at this point was pretty much all Theo cared about.

  His cock was hard and standing well away from its nest of curly thatch, a drop of moisture dewing the darkening head.

  “Ooooh. Theo. May I?” Georgie slithered to the edge of the bed and reached for him.

  “Well, let me think.” Theo gulped. “I’ve thought. Yes. You may. Please do. Like now, okay?”

  Georgie giggled. “Okay.” Her hand wrapped around his cock in a grip not unlike fire coiling next to his balls and he damn near jumped a foot in the air. He did, in fact, achieve a miniscule amount of altitude when she followed her first move with a kiss and a parting of her lips.

  Then she slid her mouth down over his cock and Theo reached liftoff.

  Warm wet waves of heat slid up and down over his skin, searing slithers of lips and tongue and all the wonderfully alliterative things that porn movies just don’t quite manage to convey to viewers, although they try their best.

  Nope, Theo wasn’t prepared for the sensation at all. In fact, he had to clench his teeth hard just to hold back an immediate onslaught of savagely delightful muscular contractions, which probably would have resulted in a tsunami of semen and drowned Georgie. Something he did not want to happen at this particular moment - or any moment at all, come to think of it.

  To the syncopated sound of his back molars clashing together Georgie sucked his cock, giving him the blowjob that would henceforth and forever more define the word “blowjob” in Theo’s head. Her hair brushed softly against his thighs and her smile - around his now extraordinarily hard and astoundingly huge penis (it was Theo’s dream, after all) - curved her face into a thing of gentle beauty. The sounds of slurping coming from the general area of his testicles orchestrated this fantasy and raised it to an amazingly arousing level of erotic delight.

  The fact that Georgie was groaning and glancing at him from under her eyelashes - just like that woman in the porn movie he’d peeked in on - seemed perfectly natural. He was, he realized, doing some quite appropriate moaning and groaning himself. Also rather like the stud-muffin from that self-same porn movie. Flocking the Shepherdess or something like that. He couldn’t recall the title offhand, just the activities of the stars.

 

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