Smoky Night
The Dragon’s Heat
Smoky Night
Spike grumbled in frustration, smoky haze pillowing up from his nostrils. He shifted onto his side, letting his large wings unfurl and settle into a new position. He felt like he had been going at this for hours and yet he was no closer to release then when he had started. By now his entire cave was filled with the smell of his sweat and smoke from his heated breaths. He rolled around on his bed mat, switching sides and paws, as his first had grown tired from the strenuous effort. Why was he having such a hard time of it now? Usually when he masturbated it only took some thoughts of the firm white flank and a few short tugs before he released. This day when he awoke, he had a raging hard on and had been working it ever since. His paw was clamped firmly around his thick shaft as his mind raced with thoughts of her long flowing mane, white fur, lithe yet curvaceous hips and her voice, twinkling like bells as she called out to him, “Spike! Are you here?”
Wait! That one wasn’t in his thoughts! “Sweetie Belle is here!” Spike looked over at the clock on the wall. He had missed their lunch! And now she was here! And he was, he looked down at his raging erection, “Oh crap!”
Sweetie Belle waited outside the door to Spike’s cave. Spike had moved out of the library about a year ago when his smoke snoring threatened the safety of the books. His new home was a cave just on the edge of town nestled on the edge of the Everfree Forest. It was a bit of a walk from town, but no more than Sweet Apple acres was, and besides ever since Spike’s wings had grown in, he could easily fly into town. Sweetie had brought with her a picnic basket for their little lunch date, which was supposed to be in the park, but Spike had failed to arrive. After waiting for a while for the usually punctual drake, Sweetie had decided to come looking for him. She looked up at the chimney protruding from the mound of stone above the wooden door. A thin white smoke softly billowed from it.
“Spike, I know you’re in there! I can see your smoke!” She accosted him in a joking matter from the other side of the door, “You had better not have slept though our date.” Sweetie reached out with her magic and began to open the door.
Inside, Spike saw the door begin to open. “Don’t come in!” He called out in a startled voice while trying to cover himself quickly. He rolled over onto his belly and threw a blanket up over himself. “I’m uh,” struggling for a lie, “very sick!” He added some fake coughs for good measure.
“Oh no! I’d better…” Sweetie stepped though the door and was immediately met with a wave of the thick haze inside. It smelled of musk, and sweat and was heavy and humid from the dragon’s labored breaths. Immediately she was flushed and her own breaths shortened. The pheromones floating in the air flooded her senses and her body triggered a response; an eager, moist response. “I walked in on him doing… that, didn’t I?” She thought to herself, “Oh he must be sooo embarrassed!” She knew the decent thing to do would be to buy his bluff and leave, letting him compose himself in peace but, that musk was so intoxicating. Sweetie Belle licked her lips, for she realized she had been drooling. “I’d better take care of you then,” she finished, in a tone more sultry then she had originally intended it to be.
Spike, not yet catching on, wriggled under the covers. “Uh, no that’s okay.”
“Come now Spike,” she said laying on the sexy tones, “It looks like you need some attention, badly.” Sweetie entered the cave and firmly closed the door behind her, locking it with a flick of her aura. She set the basket of food near the kitchen area and slowly stalked her prey, making sure to exaggerate the sway of her hips and shoulders. She had often caught him ogling her when they were alone together but never before had she been so forward with him. Indeed, in the short months they had been dating, they had done little more than kiss. But there she was, suddenly pulling away the covers with her magic.
“Sweetie! Don’t! I…” Spike began to say, but he stopped as she pressed her mouth to his. Spike face blushed a pure crimson though his lavender scales. Her tongue parted his lips and eagerly lapped along his gum line. Her saliva tasted sweet as spikes tongue gently entered her own mouth, easily running back to her molars. He brought one sweaty claw up to hold her head, talons entangling in her mane.
They pulled apart, a line of saliva connecting their mouths for an instant. Sweetie’s breaths came hot and heavy. “I know… I can help you…” She blushed, “Down there… if you want to.”
“I…” His cock pulsed in anticipation. Her face had gone flushed as she looked up at him, wide eyes almost begging him. “Please… do.” They kissed again, this time longer, more passionate. As they kissed, she gently tilted her head, and slowly Spike rolled over onto his side. She pulled away and looked down his exposed belly.
Sweetie Belle had sometimes wondered what he would be like down there, being a dragon and all. Spike had grown to about the size of Big Mac to the shoulders, his neck and tail had elongated as well so he was nearly twice as long as the stallion, but Sweetie had always imagined in the late of night that he would be about the size of a large stallion in the package department. She had underestimated.
As she rolled him over she saw a thick black cock protruding out from a slit in his underbelly. It was easily half as long again as the largest cock she had ever seen and twice as thick. It twitched with the dragon’s own heart beat, thick veins pulsing under its surface. Its deep ebony skin contrasted with the light green of his underbelly scales. A thin stream of precum gently dribbled from its tip. With her attention focused on it, Spike’s cock seemed to perk up even further to give her the most impressive sight it could.
“Wow…” She crawled down the bedding until she was face to face with the organ. “Its… amazing!” Spike began to say something, but was cut off prematurely as her lips wrapped around his head. It was so hot. Sweetie had gotten used to the fact that Spike was a very warm creature; she had grown accustomed to it when they snuggled. If that was like a warm sweater, this was like white hot iron. It wasn’t really painful, just unexpected. Like expecting to drink a milkshake and instead getting hot tea.
The other thing that stuck out to her was the taste. He was incredibly salty. Her mouth salivated immensely as she gently began to take more of the cock in. She took the shaft in the crook of her one hoof and began to stroke, running the fine fur up and down his thick veiny shaft. “Oh Luna!” Spike cried out as her tongue ran along his head. Sweetie had never given a blow job before, but she had read the books Rarity kept under her mattress when she was young. Pushing down as far as her head could go, right up against the back of her throat, she began to pull back sucking and slurping as the cock emerged from her lips glistening and wet.
Spike’s claw encircled the back of her head as she once more took his cock into her mouth. Their pace increased, bobbing and stroking. Soon, her free hoof drifted down between her thighs and began massaging her moist slit. Spike began to grunt out, “Sweetie… I’m about to… ugh…” She quickly shoved as much cock as she could into her mouth and eagerly sucked as Spike thrusted. “Ugh!” She felt his entire cock jerk and shoot a massive load of steaming hot jizz into her greedy mouth, then another, and another. She swallowed as fast she could, but soon her cheeks bulged with cum and some shot out of her nose.
She pulled off, coughing. His cock continued to spew jizz into her face and hair, coating her. It was pure white, and sparkled in the dim light of the fire. After almost a full minute of cumming, he finally finished. She was absolutely covered in his glittering cum. Spike began to apologize but soon Sweetie Belle was licking up all the cum she could get her tongue on. “You taste amazing!” She eagerly lapped up his belly, and cock. She rubbed it out from her mane, leaving a sticky mess and licked it from her glistening hooves. As she finished licking up the thick cream, she burped, felling absolutely stuffed with cum.
No sooner had she finished her meal, Spike was suddenly on her, kissing her and running her claws over her skin. Spike absolutely dominated her in strength and she let him force her down onto her back. “Spike,” she called out in between powerful kisses.
“Sweetie,” he moaned, “I need you!”
“Then take me Spike!” She was very hot, her pussy burning with a fire that rivaled the heat of the cum churning in her belly. He pulled back, his throbbing cock swaying as he moved. Sweetie rolled over, thrusting her rump up into the air and raising her tail. Her face pressed hard against the mattress and she moaned, her voice begging to be fucked. She felt her own cum run down her inner thigh as Spike mounted up, his weight bearing down on her hips. His head bumped up against her as he tried to find her lips, finally reaching his target. He entered her swiftly, with one powerful thrust taking her virginity and pushing all the way to her cervix.
“Oh Gods!” She cried out. He was so big! Pain wracked her as her pussy was stretched beyond it’s limits.
“You’re so tight, are you…”
“Don’t stop!” she grunted. “Keep going! I can take it” She wasn’t sure she could but his thrusts became more manageable. Pulling back and thrusting forward in a slow rhythm. Soon, her grunts went from a pained squeal to forced bleats. Soon, all trace of the pain had been washed away by the immense pleasure pulsing from her groin. She came to a head as an orgasmic cry split the air. “Oh Spike! Fuck me Spike!” He pussy clenched and spasmed against the invading cock and Spike began to increase in speed. She came again, her cum soaking her thighs and his groin. He sped up as she continued to orgasm under him over and over.
Soon she felt him tense within her and his claws dug into her flanks. “Sweetie, I…” he managed to grunt out before she cried, “Fill me Spike! Cum in me and fill me! Oh Gods! Fill Me!”
Spike roared out fire as he came inside her, smoke bellowing from him. His cum inflated her pussy, stretching her already taught belly further. Again and again he spurted, cum spraying out as he filled her with his load. Finally after what seemed like an eternity, he finished. Rolling over onto his side, his softening cock still within her, he pulled her in tight to him.
Sweetie and Spike lay there, panting and rolling in the aftershocks of their fucking. They lay together, caked in sweat and cum alike. Sweetie felt as though her body had been put through Winter Wrap Up and the Running of the Leaves back to back. She couldn’t move her rear legs and thick dragon cum slowly seeped from her aching pussy. Slowly, painfully, she rolled over so that she faced his belly. Spike soon wrapped a claw around her and held her up against his smooth scales.
She looked up, “I love you Spike.”
He looked down at her; bringing his head down and kissing her gently on the horn. “I love you too Sweetie.” And so they fell asleep together there, entwined, aching, and happy.