dragon

"I want to press my lips against your soul and have "The Kiss" ring throughout eternity!!!"

ENCOUNTER

Like fresh salty foam of deep blue ocean
She laid worshiping the brave, bright sun
Heat engulfing all her body, skin smoothed in gorgeous tan
Glowing beautiful and lovely upon her tropical throne .

He saw her from miles up high, gazing her shadow so bright
Invading her private moments, with nature her time of love
he descended through the clouds, savoring her rising lust
soaring down upon her, this winged creature from above .

Now aware of his rare flight, danger in the horizon,
she couldn't withdraw her eyes from such powerful a presence
body tensed and loins protected, with fear turning to emotions
both minds united in time, space, and in bare essense .

Mighty shadow blocks the sun; potent fear, love, confusion
Gripping stare now deep inside her, wonder of eyes beyond
Pierce her heart with keen desire, doubt, all in fusion
Instant hate turning to passion, the great hunger for the unknown .

Downard swoop gathers her soul, heart, mind and all her limbs
Nestling her close to his heart, sweetly sharing her own beat
Soaring off to golden places, high and far on dragon's wings
Love making in the horizon, between clouds of intense heat .

Settling down behind the sun, a new world has begun
This galient creature and his lovely mate..the mother of all.

DRAGON FANTASY

They took her and sprawled her out on a cold stone slab. Her arms tied far above her head. Her legs also bound. Spread eagle she was, helpless against the forces which await her. She was scared, yet had this feeling of exliration. A few times she tried to break through, but she knew it was hopeless against the strong thick leather straps that bound her. She could hear voices in the distance whispering. Then, silence. Next came the rustling of wings. Far off at first, then louder. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a tall dark figure. Something so terrifing, yet mystical. Something so hidious yet beautiful. She felt his eyes on her. Somehow a burning sensation on her, as if his eyes held fire in them. They seemed to burn right through her. She knew he desired her. Wanted her for his.
He came toward her, and she felt an excitment within. Something she had never known before. A feeling so strong she could not contain her passion. She moaned and this brought him to her side in an instant, as if he flew on wings. She now got a better look at this dark suitor. He was as a man but not...he had wings and the features of an ancient being. Could this be? Could he be the one in all her dreams? The one who haunted her every sleep? The one she pained for and knew to be her mate? Oh, how a stirring from within her started.
The creature seemed to sence this as he came toward her. His eyes smiling with pleasure.
He hovers over her. A glistening in his eyes. She senced his passion for her. She knew to him she was special. Why she did not know, but
was proud and honored to be so. As he bent over her, he gently kissed her cheek. Then she slightly parted her lips to invite him to her. He kissed her longingly, and darted his tongue into her awaiting mouth.
She shook with excitment and surprise. As his was not the tongue of a mortal man. This scared her some, but drove her mad with desire. She wanted more of this. And he knew it. She tried to arch forward, taking in as much of his tougue as she could, but the straps binding her held fast. He was enjoying her, and she knew it. Teasing her, and also pleasing her.
He stops..looks at her and smiles with a gargoyles wisdom. He gently kisses her breasts. Playing with them. Making them want more of his attention. He lingers there a while then proceeds to her belly. Giving her shivers as he draws his tougue along her stomach. He knows that within her he is stirring emotions held sercret even to her. That he will have her and be her first encounter with love, lust and seduction. He has known many in his numbered lifetimes, but never has wanted as he wants her. She is all he thinks about, all he desires.
He takes his tongue and draws it to her awaiting love nest. He gently teases her. Kisses her and taste the sweetness of this virgin child. Knowing he is to be her first encounter with love. This drives him wild with passion. He is feeling somthing within him he has never known before also. A strange feeling making him tremble. He tries to compose himself. Draws back for a moment to clear his head. He looks down at her and sees those trusting eyes. Sees the love in them and melts with desire. Can this be the demon everyone knew him as? Or is he more mortal then he even knew. This worries him some, but he must continue on, must have this beauty as his own.
He takes his tongue and slips it into her. Letting it stay there for just a moment. He feels her stiffen and then relax. He taset the sweeet nectar once again and this makes him wild with want. She tries to open to him more and invite him in. He sences what she is wanting and inserts his long knife like tongue into her once again. Playing with her and and stroking her. She gives out a moan, something within her stirring. It almost seems like an amimal instinct. She tries to press forward..keeping his tongue in her and wanting it in deeper. The leather straps cutting into her wrists and ankles. Holding her back from getting what she wants, as she wants more of his tongue inside her. She loves this feeling as it is something she has never felt. He knows this and plays inside her more...darting his tongue in and out..tasting every bit of love she has for him as he does so. This makes him want her more. Not knowing which is driving him to need her. The animal in him or the mortal. As he plays there, she is dripping with the sweet honey of her love. He drives his snakelike tongue into her. She arches and beggs for more. He pushes it in and out. Slowly at first and then faster. She moans in passion and extasy. Riding on wavs of lust and love. Her body shaking and twisting to the rythem of his beat. Her juices beginning to flow. He is savoring every drop of it. Not wanting to waste a bit. She is offering herself to him. Wanting to be his own and wanting to please him for as many lifetimes as she can.
He cradles her buttocks in his powerful hands and kisses the ripeness of her sex with a mysterious combination of delicacy and strength; devouring his prize as in a feast, drinking hungrily from her now uncontrolled desire. She loves the possession; the sapping of her strength and will, succumbing to pure savage lust. Convulsions begin as
she tries to taste his tongue with different new senses. The pleasure is unbearable. She shakes with every lash of his tonge and lurches forward with her groin, in extasy, in expectation, wild anticipation of his continuing exploration of her; and then as an explosion, the lights arrive, the sounds, the buzz, the music, bells, all in her head. She feels herself transported, lifted, shaken, renewed, num, boiling, and hears her own voice screaming his name, yelling: OH MY GOD ! She can not stop. It goes on for centuries in munutes, and then there is silence, and content, and glee, and peace. Yet, the warmth of his breath is still inside her, and passions are rapidly renewed. She feels his body climbing her and then again kissing his tongue tasting herself. Suddenly, her eyes widen as he forcefully enters new horizons of her
soul. she feels the hipnotizing power of this being, opening her most intimate treasures. He dances atop her in wild abandon, relishing every thrust, every contraction, the difficult advance of his masculine self. She joins him in the music, following every step with delightful friction and heat and sweat. The dance continues for long minutes, maybe hours,eternity contained; and then a joint explosion, the bells, the lights, the sounds, they all return. But this time, this time, he screams her name, and it all belongs to both of them.

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