Dragon Conjurer 4, page 14
“I’m going to make you feel even better,” I whispered, and as I put my thumb on her clit, I started to ease a finger inside her dripping tunnel.
Her walls were so incredibly tight, they squeezed my single digit like a vise, and as I slowly penetrated her more deeply, I imagined how good it was going to feel when I got to use my cock.
“Ohhh, Dylan,” Elisabeth moaned as she squirmed against my hand. “I see that you weren’t lying. This does feel even better.”
“I would never lie to you,” I said as I bit her earlobe, and when she shivered, I slid my finger deep into her warm, wet body. “I only want to take care of you.”
“Take care of me like this?” the French girl breathed.
“Like this and in many more ways,” I promised. “I want to take care of you in every way. Any way you want.”
“Ohhh, yes, pleeease…” the redheaded beauty whimpered as I began to fuck her with my finger in a soft rhythm. Her hips gyrated against the sheet as her thighs began to quiver, and her pussy began to twitch randomly.
“Are you close?” I whispered, but before I even finished my sentence, Elisabeth stretched her head all the way back and cried out in a way that made my cock throb beneath the fabric of my uniform.
Her tight walls repeatedly clenched my finger as I sucked on her pale throat, and her relentless orgasm went on for what seemed like several minutes. Her warm, silky juices spilled down over my wrist, and I longed to know what she tasted like.
When Elisabeth finally stopped cumming with a slight whimper, she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me closer to her soft body.
“I need to taste you,” I moaned quietly, and I brought my hand to my mouth and dabbed my index finger against my tongue. Her juices were as sweet as the creme brulee her country was known for, and I was desperate to consume all of her.
I stared down at the beautiful French girl and saw that her brow was dotted in droplets of sweat, and her chest rose and fell with every heavy breath.
She grinned up at me and then reached up to pull my face down to hers.
“You are amazing,” she murmured between kisses.
“Not as amazing as you,” I replied.
“Mmmm…” Elisabeth moaned, and her fingers crawled hungrily across my body until they came to a rest at the zipper of my uniform.
I felt her smile against my mouth as she tugged against the metal and began to undress me. Her hungry hands grasped and pulled at the fabric in her intense desire to get me naked, and I was happy to oblige.
Who was I to deny a flawless French girl what she wanted?
I stood up to undress, and after yanking my arms out of the tight fabric, the uniform dropped down to my feet. As I stepped out of the pile of clothing, I caught Elisabeth staring down at my dick with wide eyes.
When she broke her gaze and met my eyes instead, she blushed a shade of red almost as deep as her hair.
“I-I’ve n-never seen one before. In p-person, I mean,” the French girl stammered.
“Wait, really?” I blinked in shock.
I didn’t even realize the foxy redhead was a virgin, but the thought of deflowering her sent a jolt of electricity through my veins and down into my crotch. I could feel my hunger throbbing with every extra pump of blood flowing through my body, and my dick twitched because of it.
Elisabeth nodded in confirmation.
“Oh… Well, are you sure you want to do this?” I asked.
Elisabeth stood up, lifted her hand to my neck, and pulled me into another heated kiss. All of a sudden, her other hand found its way to my dick, and she grasped me tightly in her small but surprisingly strong hand.
“I am sure I want you,” Elisabeth whispered against my mouth. “Now, love me, please.”
I nodded wordlessly, and the French girl pulled me down until I was laying on top of her on the bed. I stared down at the beautiful, pale figure beneath me, and all I could think about was how much I had wanted her ever since I first laid eyes on her.
And now I got to have her.
I pressed my lips against hers and let my tongue explore her mouth while I sent my hand to explore her body. I reached down between her legs, and she was just as wet as I had left her. When my hand made its way there, I heard her gasp and shudder slightly, and I knew she was ready for me.
I gently parted Elisabeth’s thighs, and I took the tip of my rock-solid cock in my hand and nudged her soaking wet opening. I slid it into her pussy about an inch, and she threw her head to the side and moaned.
“How can something hurt and feel so good at the same time?” the French girl gasped. “Oh, Dylan, I’ve never felt anything like this before. I had no idea a man could be so big, but you… ohhhh…”
And I wasn’t even all the way inside her yet.
I continued to slowly press further into her perfectly tight but welcoming body, and Elisabeth cried out louder the further and further I penetrated.
“Do you want me to go slower?” I murmured in her ear. “We can take this as easy as you want.”
“Non,” the redhead sighed. “Everything is just right. I think… I think… oh, my god!”
“Are you--”
“Ohhhhhhh…” Elisabeth cried out so loud I was sure another cadet was going to hear her through the walls. Her pussy pulsed around my shaft, and another flood of gooey wetness flowed out of her body.
I gripped her in my arms as I slowly began to thrust in and out of her soft hole, and her unbelievably tight walls clamped down on me even further.
“Did you cum already?” I whispered as I kissed her on her damp forehead, but it seemed she wasn’t done.
The French girl’s fair cheeks flushed fire-engine red, and as I continued to slowly slide in and out of her, she virtually shouted and writhed even more violently in my arms. She gripped my back with her nails hard enough to draw blood, and I squeezed my eyes shut and slowed my motions to control myself.
It was hard to think of anything but the fact that she had never been touched like this before. Every moan and movement was pure instinct to her still, and she had no fucking idea how hot it all was.
“I didn’t know that was going to happen,” Elisabeth giggled almost sheepishly once she grew more still. “Dylan… when I felt you inside me, that feeling came over me again right away. Is that… is that what usually happens?”
“No, you’re actually pretty special,” I murmured as I tried to take charge of my hips, which seemed like they were pumping into the French girl with a mind of their own. “I hope you’re not worried about a thing, because I’ve never felt this good in my life.”
“That’s wonderful,” Elisabeth sighed as she used her calves to pull me even tighter inside her. “Oh, fucking you is even better than I imagined, Dylan. Is there something special I can do for you now?”
“Today is all about you,” I told my French lover as I continued thrusting inside her tight, silky tunnel.
“Well, there is one thing I was thinking about…” Elisabeth said with an innocent smile. “I have heard… I have heard of the girl being on top of the guy. Is that enjoyable to you?”
“It is,” I moaned while I tried not to let her innocent words force my climax out of me. “Do you think that’s something you’d like to try?”
“Oui,” she responded with wide, twinkling green eyes. “Now, how will I know what to do?”
“I’ll help you do it right,” I promised as I slowly inched out of her warmth, rolled over, and laid next to her on the bed with my slippery cock sticking straight up into the air.
Elisabeth leaned up onto her elbow, but then she gripped my shaft for a moment in her delicate hand. She slid her hand up and down, and she seemed to enjoy feeling her own wetness on my shaft. The French girl smiled a little and blushed even more, and I watched a couple drops of pre-cum squeeze out of the tip of my cock and intermingle with her juices between her fingers.
Then, in one bold move, the French beauty slipped on top of me until she had a thigh on either side of my hips. She stared down at my manhood almost adoringly, and then she looked at me with a curious gaze.
“I will just… slip it inside myself now?” the redhead asked.
“Get up on your knees,” I advised. “And then ease your pussy back down on top of my cock. Go nice and slow if it feels too big.”
“Yes, I see,” Elisabeth murmured.
Then the French beauty brought herself up so she was hovering above my raging erection, and I clenched my jaw as she slowly slid my tip around her pussy lips for a moment. Then she moaned as she felt my girth spreading her open, and she started to pant while she gradually buried my cock in her tight slit. I watched her pussy lips strain around my slick shaft while I twitched with pleasure, and every inch she took made it harder and harder not to cum. Then Elisabeth gasped as I bottomed out in her, and she settled her warm ass firmly against me.
“Is… is that good for you?” the French girl asked with bright pink cheeks and sparkling eyes.
“It’s fucking amazing,” I moaned, and I grabbed her curvy hips and began to gently thrust up into her body.
“Nooo, I will be in charge now,” the French girl giggled, and she put her hands on my chest to try to slow my motions. “You helped me to do this, now I want to show you how much I appreciate you.”
“Whatever you say,” I responded with a hazy smirk, and I laid back to enjoy the show.
Elisabeth began to slowly bounce up and down on top of me at first, and her perfect tits moved in rhythm with the rest of her body. I reached up to cup both of her breasts in my hands, and when I ran my thumbs over her nipples, she squealed and began to bounce even faster.
“I… I like this,” Elisabeth gasped as she rode me with more abandon, and the wilder the virgin got, the stronger the chills that ran throughout my arms and legs.
As more and more tension built up within my muscles and my cock, the redhead’s panting grew louder and faster. Her tight little pussy was so gushing wet now, I knew I was going to have to let go soon, but I wanted to make sure she came one last time.
And I really didn’t want this show to stop.
The moonlight illuminated every inch of the virgin as she did anything that felt good to her, and all I had to do was lay there and watch her flawless curves jiggle while she bit down on her lip and whimpered with pleasure. Her long red hair stood out starkly against her pale, flawless skin, and it made her plump lips and blushing cheeks even brighter.
Then Elisabeth shifted forward so her clit was grinding up against my body, and her nipples dangled over my chest as she rode me harder. I reached up to rub both of the perfect, pink buds, and as soon as I touched her again, her pussy exploded in a burst of hot spasms.
I didn't think it was possible for her to get any wetter, but I was apparently wrong, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Elisabeth, I’m going to--”
“Yes!” she whimpered and stared adoringly at me. “Give me what you give the other girls, Dylan. I want to know how your hot sperm feels inside of me. Pleeease!”
“Anything you want,” I groaned as my entire body went into throes of ecstasy.
Then I peaked, and I pumped shot after shot of cum into the French girl’s ready slit. The sound of Elisabeth’s breathy moans echoed around me as she kept on bouncing as hard as she could, and her tight pussy kept me throbbing over and over again until my eyes rolled back in my head.
I nearly blacked out in a rush of pure sensation, and when I came to, there was only one thought in my mind: I’d been her very first.
We collapsed back onto the mattress, and both of us laid gasping for air.
Then I glanced over at the beautiful French girl laying beside me, and I intertwined my fingers with hers.
She looked over at me as her chest rose and fell with each breath, and she grinned sleepily.
“That… was… amazing…” she murmured. “I like how warm and wet you make me, Dylan. I can still feel your sperm all over me.”
“You were so perfect.” I smiled and ran my fingers through her long, red locks. “I love watching you ride me.”
“Mmmm…” she mumbled as her heavy eyelids fluttered. “I like to ride on top of you.”
“Is it bedtime?” I asked.
Elisabeth nodded slowly, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at her silly sleepiness.
There was something so pure and perfect about the French girl. Her red hair splayed out around her head in a sexy wave, and her pale, naked body glowed in the moonlight filtering in through the window. Her cheeks were still stained pink from her arousal, and I took a moment to admire the pretty virgin who’d been so eager to lure me into her dorm room tonight.
Then I gently tucked her into bed and crawled under the covers next to her, and after I left a soft kiss on her plump lips, she fell asleep against my chest almost immediately.
I laid awake for another several minutes, though, as I reflected on the events of the day.
Nearly twenty-four hours ago, I had been rudely awakened by a knock on my dorm room door by one of the Men in Black, who informed me we had an urgent mission. Then, with help from not only Nala and Steffi, but also from the French cadets, we somehow managed to get Nick out of bed, and we all stumbled to the hangar, where Silva greeted us with breakfast and energy drinks.
Then we kicked the asses of a gathering of vampires, and as I thought about how strong my team had gotten over the last few weeks, my chest filled with the warmth of sheer accomplishment. After the fight, I’d had my meeting with Dr. Hastings, and when I remembered her tight, almost-see-through blouse, I pushed the sexy musings to the back of my mind.
But they returned when I remembered what happened after I returned to the dorm room from that meeting.
My mind then drifted to Steffi and what she’d said to me earlier when we’d been about to jump out of the plane. Before I’d come to AIMM, the thought of being in love with three women at once had never even crossed my mind, and yet here I was.
I knew without a doubt I was in love with Steffi, and she loved me just as much. I loved Nala, too, and I wondered if Nala felt the same way. Elisabeth was only new to our group, but even after just this amazing night together, I felt like I had to protect her at all costs. All three women were powerful and bold, but they were also delicate sometimes in the sexiest ways, and then absolutely filthy and guzzling my cum.
I just wanted to be the guy who enjoyed every side of them, and I wanted to love them, too.
I was glad that the three of them got along, both on and off the battlefield, and my thoughts wandered to how they’d get along in bed together. I drifted off to sleep with images of Nala and Steffi on either side of Elisabeth on a bed, with the three of them kissing and massaging each others’ bodies for my own viewing pleasure.
The fun continued in my dreams, where the three dream-girls begged me to join in and said they had a surprise for me. When I approached the bed, the girls moved aside to reveal Dr. Hastings, who was naked except for a pair of thigh-high stockings and her signature glasses.
Apparently, even my three lovers were aware of how much I wanted the sexy, blonde scientist. In my dream, I shrugged and then joined the four beautiful women on the bed, and I did everything I’d ever wanted to them.
Even a few things that never occurred to me but were hot as hell.
I was pulled from my dreams by the gentle shaking of Elisabeth. I blinked my eyes open and saw the beautiful redhead leaning over me, with her long hair pulled into a damp braid that dangled against her uniform. The warm, floral smell coming from her body told me she’d probably just gotten out of the shower.
“Wake up, mon amie,” she murmured with a kiss.
“Mmm…” I groaned.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes, and I realized I actually felt well-rested for the first time in weeks. I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to not be jolted awake so I could rush to a monster fight.
“You’d better get back to your dorm,” Elisabeth said as she toyed with my hair. “I think your roommates will all be awake.”
“You’re probably right,” I replied and tucked a kiss in the nape of her neck. “I wish I could stay in bed with you all morning.”
“Morning?” Elisabeth laughed. “It’s almost eleven.”
Oh, shit, no wonder I felt so well-rested. I hadn’t slept in this late since finals week last year, when I slept for almost fourteen hours after pulling two all-nighters in a row.
I got up and groaned as I stretched all my muscles. After pulling on my uniform, I padded across the hall to my dorm room, and I slipped in as silently as I could. Luckily, no one was in my room, so I could get a shower in peace without having to detail my escapades from the night before. I dumped my old, sweat-covered uniform down the laundry chute and then climbed into the shower.
As I let the hot water run over my body, I thought about what today would hold. Burkhard had told us that we wouldn’t have to go to classes today, so I wasn’t sure what my team would want to do to fill our free hours. Honestly, I wouldn’t be upset if all they wanted to do was relax. We deserved it, after the week we’d had.
Hell, everyone at AIMM deserved a couple days off. We weren’t the only team who had been pushed so hard recently, and the exhaustion hung in the air around the Academy like smog. Still, I knew that could never happen, because if everyone took a day off, the world could literally end.
I felt bad for Atlas. Turned out, carrying the weight of the world on your shoulders was a pretty exhausting job.
I got out of the shower, dried off, and grabbed a clean uniform from my dresser before slipping it on and heading out into the common room. I found Steffi, Nala, and Nick all sitting on the couch chatting and laughing, and all three heads whipped around when I strolled over.
“Dylan!” Steffi and Nala exclaimed in unison.
“Oh, hey!” Nick added with a wave. “I wasn’t sure you’d ever get up.”
“Yeah, I think I was partially comatose,” I chuckled.
The girls rushed toward me and then wrapped their arms around me. They tucked their bodies under my arms, and I grinned down at the two beautiful women. I kissed the tops of their heads and squeezed the two soft, curvy figures that were snuggled up against me.
