Elli and the Dragon

Elli was a bored girl. Her father was mayor, and he desired to marry her off now that she was eighteen, so Elli got many suitors calling, and they were all a bore. First, they expect her to be beautiful, which she was. Long blonde hair often called yellow. It hung to her waist. Eye blue like--well the suitors often call like the ocean in their sad poetry--like cornflowers she likes more but none of the boys have a rhyme for ers. A smile that the suitors found alluring but was better called bored.

Second, they expected a virgin! Why should she not have fun? They probably rut any girl willing to lift her skirts. But then they come here and use code words when talking to her father. "Is she innocent?" "She needs a husband to make her a woman." It was the damn fifteenth century, do they think we are still in the bronze age. They probably wished we were all still cavemen so they could hit me over the head and drag me by the hair to their cave to breed. Elli may have preferred that experience as one of the suitors since sex with them would be, well some sex.

But, at last, she is still a virgin by no choice of her own. When your father is Mayor, boys are afraid of you. She needed a cock.

To the west of her village is a mountain. It is tall and smoke rolls out of the top day and night. But what interested Elli were the whispers she heard the other girls of the village shared when by the river doing the wash.

Whispers of a man who lives on the mountain. A man unlike any in the village. Whispers of a cock so beautiful it can make a girl orgasm from afar. Whispers of his body make him sound like an Adonis. Though she did not think any of those whispers were real since they all were married.

She needed to know for herself. When her father was busy with meetings, Elli snuck away. It took her an hour to reach the path that would take her up the mountain. She was nervous and excited. The climb was a challenge, but she was a healthy girl, and the goal felt worth the climb.

The sun glared in her face, but she thought she saw a cave ahead, but the path seemed to work away from it, but shortly the way curved back toward it. Before she knew it, she was standing outside the mouth of the cave.

She could not see more than a few feet into the cave. It was as dark as midnight. She rubbed her calves to get the soreness out. Was she expected to go in there? It made no sense that a man so handsome to have stories about him would hide in a cave. She was about to give up and return to the village.

"Come in beautiful lass."

The voice was deep, and the sounds were dragged out.

"But it is too dark," she called back.

A sudden flash of light like a torch flaring filled the cave. Elli could see that the cave was truly a cavern, huge and deep. The back wall twinkled in the torch light, silver, gold, greens, and blues.

"Come in lovely girl."

Elli slowly stepped into the cave. There were gold coins in piles near the back, and she wondered if the twinkling of the back wall were gemstones. There was movement. It was as if the back wall was undulating. Then a part moved away from the wall, and it was a large serpent-like head as large as she was. It blinked slowly as it looked her over.

"You are a virgin. I can smell it on you. Have you come to become a woman?"

"I've come seeking the man of the mountain who, it is said, can pleasure a woman. But all I have found is a beast."

The beast laughed. "I am a dragon. Your kind no longer believe in my type, but to call me a beast is cruel."

"I am sorry, Sir Dragon. I meant no harm. Do you know of such man, or have I been made a fool?"

"There is such a man."

She felt excited. "Where shall I find this man?"

The slithering of the dragon's head slowly receded. Its body shrunk as Elli watched. In his place stood a man. One who wore no clothes. He was made of all muscle. His chest firm. His arms looked like they could lift the mountain. His stomach was a ripple of four pairs of pure strength. His legs looked like tree trunks. But it was the dragon that hung between his legs that drew her attention.

She was felt with fear seeing her first cock. It was thick and hung soft between his legs. His testicles hung as far, and were as round as two oranges in a sac.

He took a step towards Elli, pointing at one of the piles of gold coins. "Leave your gold and I will make you a woman."

Elli felt in the pocket sewn into her skirt and pulled out a single gold coin. "This is all I carry."

The man stepped up so close to Elli that she could feel his cock pressing against her leg. His breath was hot, and his scent was bestial, wild. He took a deep inhale, smelling her hair. "It would be tempting to take you for no coin, but one will do. Toss it on the pile if you are ready."

Elli stood, undecided. The closeness of this man was overwhelming. Exciting. Thrilling. She was conscious of his cock becoming hard against her belly. It was so close to doing its job yet too far. She quickly threw the coin into a pile.

The man suddenly reached down and pulled her skirts and all her under gowns off in one strong upward pull. She shuddered with excitement.

He lifted her a few inches off the ground as if she weighed nothing. Then he lowered her onto his cock, and she screamed as it pushed through her maidenhead. Then it felt like pure bliss as he gripped her ass and lifted her up his cock and dropping her back down fully on to it. She felt it stretched her, and she felt full.

He was grunting with each thrust up into her. Now their sex was animalistic. Elli did not notice when the man had laid her on the ground. He was thrusting hard into her. She was a woman. Then she lost control. She was quivering, spasming, shaking with uncontrolled orgasm. This was a feeling she wished would never end.

Then he was deep in her, holding still. She could feel his cock spasming in her and his seed filling her. He pulled out and she felt a tingling through her whole body. As she calmed down and opened her eyes the dragon's giant head was beside her.

It whispered, "Sleep woman." And she did.