he’d changed from dragon back to human, either, though.
He’d brought two lanterns, so we’d have light we didn’t have to hold, but I’d have been more than happy to do this in the dark. However, when I’d mentioned our need to save fuel, he’d only laughed at me.
“Look at me, Soph.” He was sitting on the edge, his legs in the water, and I looked at his face.
“I’m soft, Sassy,” he said, his voice a gentle caress. “Look at my cock.”
My eyes trailed down his magnificent body and my gaze landed on his cock. It was nowhere near the size the book had said it would be when erect. It was wrinkly and… ugly. Not at all what I expected.
He lifted his hand to it and pulled part of it up. I could now see which part was the penis and which was the testicles, and it didn’t look as bad this way.
“Do you have any idea how much your response to me in bed turns me on, Soph?”
I looked up to his face, but he shook his head. “No, look at my cock. I want you to watch it grow, watch me jack myself off.”
I didn’t look down as I argued, “But you said that was tonight!”
“Yeah, and you’d have worked yourself up to being terrified again, by then. We’re doing it now.”
He stopped looking at me and looked at his penis, so I let my gaze go back as well.
It didn’t take long to slowly grow as he fondled it, and before long it wasn’t at all wrinkly, and was huge. No way would it fit inside me.
I watched in silence as he reached for a tub of something, dipped his hand in, and then went back to stroking his cock, using his fist around it now. Whatever he’d put on his hands made it shiny, but I didn’t ask about it.
I was both embarrassed and curious, and the latter won out as I couldn’t pull my eyes away from watching. I felt his gaze on me now, but I kept focused on his cock, too mortified at what he might see in my eyes should I look up.
I heard him give a few grunts, and then his body tensed and his scent drastically changed as white stuff spurted out the end. I took a deep breath and suddenly I wanted him touching me, making me feel that way again. I could smell his pleasure and joy, and wished it’d been my hands giving it.
“Can you teach me to pleasure you?” I asked.
He sank into the water and pulled me to him. “Yes, Soph. I can teach you everything you want to know, but not today. For now, I’d like to hold you while I relax in the water.”
Chapter Twelve
Aaron
I wasn’t looking forward to today’s lesson, but after yesterday’s spanking it made sense to cover it while the memory was still fresh.
I offered her my large knife, a modern version of an integral dagger. “Stab me in the thigh.”
She put her hands behind her back and stepped away from me, her eyes big.
I pushed the handle a few inches closer to her. “You know I’ll heal. Do it.”
“It’ll still hurt.”
“Yeah, that’s the point. Stab me and tell me what you smell.”
She cautiously accepted it and looked at the bare skin below my boxer shorts. She tentatively held the knife a few inches above my leg and I said, “No, hold it higher, get some speed and strength. Sink at least half the blade into me, Soph.”
“I don’t want to.”
“I know,” I told her, my voice soft, “but I’m going to do it to you later, so consider this payback ahead of time. If you’d rather I do it to you now, I can, but I’ll still have to do it later.”
She glared at me, raised her arm, and sank the blade into my thigh. I breathed out as I considered how any touch from her was pleasure, as I accepted the blade she’d put into my leg, glad she’d done as I asked. I considered it an honor she trusted me enough for these lessons, and was pleased at the bond we’d formed.
“How!” she practically screamed, and then lowered her voice to ask the same thing in a different tone of voice. “How?”
“What do you smell?”
“Pleasure! Happiness! How are you
He’d brought two lanterns, so we’d have light we didn’t have to hold, but I’d have been more than happy to do this in the dark. However, when I’d mentioned our need to save fuel, he’d only laughed at me.
“Look at me, Soph.” He was sitting on the edge, his legs in the water, and I looked at his face.
“I’m soft, Sassy,” he said, his voice a gentle caress. “Look at my cock.”
My eyes trailed down his magnificent body and my gaze landed on his cock. It was nowhere near the size the book had said it would be when erect. It was wrinkly and… ugly. Not at all what I expected.
He lifted his hand to it and pulled part of it up. I could now see which part was the penis and which was the testicles, and it didn’t look as bad this way.
“Do you have any idea how much your response to me in bed turns me on, Soph?”
I looked up to his face, but he shook his head. “No, look at my cock. I want you to watch it grow, watch me jack myself off.”
I didn’t look down as I argued, “But you said that was tonight!”
“Yeah, and you’d have worked yourself up to being terrified again, by then. We’re doing it now.”
He stopped looking at me and looked at his penis, so I let my gaze go back as well.
It didn’t take long to slowly grow as he fondled it, and before long it wasn’t at all wrinkly, and was huge. No way would it fit inside me.
I watched in silence as he reached for a tub of something, dipped his hand in, and then went back to stroking his cock, using his fist around it now. Whatever he’d put on his hands made it shiny, but I didn’t ask about it.
I was both embarrassed and curious, and the latter won out as I couldn’t pull my eyes away from watching. I felt his gaze on me now, but I kept focused on his cock, too mortified at what he might see in my eyes should I look up.
I heard him give a few grunts, and then his body tensed and his scent drastically changed as white stuff spurted out the end. I took a deep breath and suddenly I wanted him touching me, making me feel that way again. I could smell his pleasure and joy, and wished it’d been my hands giving it.
“Can you teach me to pleasure you?” I asked.
He sank into the water and pulled me to him. “Yes, Soph. I can teach you everything you want to know, but not today. For now, I’d like to hold you while I relax in the water.”
Chapter Twelve
Aaron
I wasn’t looking forward to today’s lesson, but after yesterday’s spanking it made sense to cover it while the memory was still fresh.
I offered her my large knife, a modern version of an integral dagger. “Stab me in the thigh.”
She put her hands behind her back and stepped away from me, her eyes big.
I pushed the handle a few inches closer to her. “You know I’ll heal. Do it.”
“It’ll still hurt.”
“Yeah, that’s the point. Stab me and tell me what you smell.”
She cautiously accepted it and looked at the bare skin below my boxer shorts. She tentatively held the knife a few inches above my leg and I said, “No, hold it higher, get some speed and strength. Sink at least half the blade into me, Soph.”
“I don’t want to.”
“I know,” I told her, my voice soft, “but I’m going to do it to you later, so consider this payback ahead of time. If you’d rather I do it to you now, I can, but I’ll still have to do it later.”
She glared at me, raised her arm, and sank the blade into my thigh. I breathed out as I considered how any touch from her was pleasure, as I accepted the blade she’d put into my leg, glad she’d done as I asked. I considered it an honor she trusted me enough for these lessons, and was pleased at the bond we’d formed.
“How!” she practically screamed, and then lowered her voice to ask the same thing in a different tone of voice. “How?”
“What do you smell?”
“Pleasure! Happiness! How are you
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