That remark apparently amused the creature. Then, James saw a look of horror appear on both the woman’s and Richard’s face.
“No! No! Just kill me instead!”
“Human. Suck!”
What? I couldn’t have heard that right surely?
All James could see was the dragon’s back until it shifted around… And revealed its semi-hard and yet still rather large cock pointing out off its protective sheath.
The cock slowly began to rise as the beast became more excited. Powell tried to back away. The dragon didn’t like that – It grabbed the captive’s head, bringing it closer to its giant cock. And then forced its dick’s tip up against Richard’s closed mouth, while the woman stared at the scene, frozen with fear and horror. A struggle commenced for several seconds but the dragon with its immense strength was to be the easy winner as its cock entered the man’s mouth.
“Mmph!” James heard the moment of defeat as the dark red cock, easily over a foot long and covered in small but noticeable bumps, began sliding its way down the male’s throat.
“Yes human. Take it!” The dragon exclaimed.
Powell had no choice. The beast began throat fucking him, sliding several more inches in before withdrawing part of the way out. It was brutal. Over half of the dragon’s phallus was now in his mouth, the outline of it in Richard’s throat was visible even from James’ position.
Fuck, this is mental! I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
The noises of the dragon’s grunts of pleasure combined with the poor man’s gagging filled the air. More inches were pushed down Powell’s throat; the beast’s scalley balls are almost bouncing off his chin!
The dragon then pulled his glistening cock all the way out, revealing the lighter red cock head. Precum dripped out of it over the human male’s face.
“Love. This. Human?”
“No way you sick cunt!” Came Richard’s reply. But he didn’t sound as defiant as earlier. His eyes didn’t leave that huge dick in front of him.
“Suck!” The Dragon’s cock waved in front of Powell’s face… And he opened wide for it!
The dragon’s laughter filled the ruined street. The woman, only feet away from the blowjob, tried to avert her eyes but James could see her glance back over every few seconds. The dragon’s colleague also looked back over; not being an expert on reading dragon’s facial expressions, James couldn’t tell for certain, but it certainly looked like jealousy.
What the hell has come over Rich?!?
Powell was now meeting the dragon’s thrusts – the giant cock was once again lodged deep in his throat. And then… The dragon grabbed the back of his head pushing the final few inches down the man’s throat.
How is he managing to take all that? Most women struggled with my 8 inches!
The creature’s balls were also huge – James couldn’t believe how Richard was still breathing between the giant cock in his throat at the large red testicles now swinging into his face.
The dragon then let out an almighty roar as it emptied it’s seed deep into Richard’s stomach. Only, there was too much for the human to handle – as the giant cock emerged out of Powell’s mouth, more cum shot over his face, covering it. The colour of its seed didn’t look all that different to human cum but it certainly appeared to be thicker. It’d take 100 pornstars to produce that much! Amazingly the gash on Powell’s face was now totally healed to the point of not even being visible. All the other cuts and bruises had also disappeared.
Holy fuck. How is that even possible? Fuck, what are these creatures?
The cum covered captive collapsed to the floor after the ordeal as his rapist moved away as if admiring his work. The second dragon now stepped up, giving the first a rather aggressive stare.
The second dragon’s dick wasn’t quite as large but it was still over a foot; it had more of an orange tinge to it. The cock was rock solid after watching the abuse that the human male had suffered from its fellow beast. This dragon wasn’t interested in sloppy seconds and went for the woman. It used it’s claw to rip open her top causing her breasts to spill out; they weren’t particular large but her nipples quickly became erect due to the exposure to the night’s cooler air.
The second dragon wasted no time inserting its red cock down her throat. She barely put up a fight, as if resigning herself to the same fate Powell had suffered. Whenever the dragon pulled out, she’d roll her tongue around the head of the beast’s shaft. She even licked the creature’s balls!
While one of the woman’s hands wanked off the dragon’s dick into her mouth, the other had found her pussy. James couldn’t see it from his vantage point but he could certainly see that arm movement.
What the devil had come over that this woman? Was dragon cum magical? Or addictive like a drug?
James swore he could practically smell the seed from his hiding place and he had to admit, the musk of it was full of pheromones. Sure enough, he actually felt his own dick getting hard despite the horror of the situation in front of him.
What the fuck has come over me? This is bloody mental.
Another roar interrupted James’ thoughts; the dragon pulled out of the captive female’s mouth as its huge phallus exploded everywhere, spraying seed like a fire hose. Once again, a human was soaked; this time however, the woman scooped the hot cum into her own mouth before licking the beast’s cock totally clean – James watched as her facial injuries also began to heal as Powell’s did. And then she came himself, filling the street with moans of pleasure as her fingers explored herself.
For several minutes, the two dragons and the two captives barely moved. However, the dragons quickly jumped to their feet when they heard a noise; James subconsciously held his breath, praying that they hadn’t heard him. But they were looking in the wrong direction. After several more seconds, it became clear why – another dragon patrol was coming their way.
The dragon who’d fucked Powell’s throat first quickly grabbed the male captive, throwing the human over his shoulder. The second beast did the same to the woman. Five other dragons then appeared; one of which was clearly a commander. After a glare at both his soldiers, they too formed up in the patrol group with their prisoner. As they turned to walk away, James spotted a body on one of the other dragon’s shoulders – one who in the light provided by the nearby flames was clearly a female pilot.
Hannah!
Oh no you don’t you bastards.
A steely rage boiled up inside James.
You better not have done the same to her you cunts. I’ll kill you all.
His conscious mind was no longer in control; it felt like his body was acting autonomously. Before he knew it, the IR blanket had been torn off. He was on his feet, striding out of the ruined bus. He was reaching for his SIG Sauer P226 pistol stored in his waistband.
A voice in the back of his mind told him that the 9mm rounds wouldn’t penetrate the dragons’ scales. But he didn’t care.
The dragon patrol had already started to turn towards James as he shouted out.
“Release her you scalley cunts!”
A slight pause. Then…
The dragon carrying Hannah placed her limp body down and charged, eyes narrowed; its blood red scales glinted in the flames. Its claws extended from its hands. It let out an ear splitting roar as it covered the 50ft of blackened road between itself and James.
James raised his P226 at the target; he was a great handgun marksman on the range but he’d never fired it in a combat situation before. Still, there was no self doubt; only a dark resolve. With both hands on the pistol grip he squeezed the SIG’s trigger. The 9mm round flew over the charging beast’s head.
James aimed lower and squeezed again. Twice. The two rounds ricocheted off the dragon’s torso’s tough scales. It barely even acknowledged the shots.
The distance between them had now halved. But James felt no fear, only a burning rage. He raised the P226 slightly and squeezed the trigger repeatedly until the weapon clicked, signalling it was empty. However, James didn’t hear the click – the ear splitting roar of the dragon drowned out all other noise, but only for a second.
James lowered the empty pistol. In front of him, barely 5ft away, lay the dead dragon; its face blown apart where a lucky shot had entered its eye socket, killing it instantly.
I told you that I’d kill you.
Flight Lieutenant James Robertson stood over the corpse, planning to give it a final kick. He never managed it; a hard blow to head knocked him off balance and he ended up lying on his front next to the dead beast. .
But still, as he lay on the ground losing consciousness, the smile never left his face.
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