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She shuddered, wheeling into the bathroom at such speed that her tail slapped the door frame. The shower was much needed!\n\nSetting the shower to the highest setting – still not enough for a dragoness – Chris stripped the dress from her body and tossed it lightly over the clothes horse, draping it so that it would not crease. It was to go back to Mr Harris on their next meeting and she frowned to imagine it hung up in a dusty wardrobe somewhere, unloved and unwanted after its one-time use. It was only a shame that he had not gifted it to her, since he had so insisted that she wear feminine formal attire.\n\nLooking down the length of her body, the dragoness shimmied out of her underwear and dropped it on the floor, taking in her firm body, muscle rippling beneath scales. Out of the confines of the dress, it was difficult to deny her level of fitness. The gun was last to go, settled carefully on the white bathroom counter beside the sink, which was built into the unit. Only then did she step into the shower cubicle and moan softly as hot water cascaded over her scales, soaking hair down her scalp and neck.\n\nIn all honesty, she lost herself for a time under the soothing patter of water, increasing the pressure so that it massaged her scales. The dragoness rolled her shoulders, shrugging off the tension of the day and stretching out sore muscles. The night may have been ticking on but this time and this time alone was Chris’. She would not sacrifice it for any sensible night and early turn into bed.\n\nDreaming beneath the hot stream of water, the dragon shifted, slowly aware of a different need than the previously overwhelming desire to be clean. The tip of her tail flicked back and forth and she cupped a breast under the pretence of scouring dirt from her scales, nipple perking into her paw. Squeaking, Chris trembled and treated her other breast to the same attention, stroking and teasing the sensitive scales until her lips parted and she panted softly, hair plastered to her scalp. Though the bare shower floor was slippery underfoot, she could not find in herself to pause and find the shower mat. Need burned in her lower abdomen, an itch that she needed to scratch. She thrust her hips lightly, imagination already running wild with fantasies.\n\nOh, so that’s how it’s going to be, is it?\n\nThe dragoness raised an eyebrow at her blurred outline in the shower cubicle door, a ghostly glow, and grinned widely.\n\nPaw slipping down the scales of her lower abdomen, her lips flickered into a smile as she dared lower and lower and lower. The tip of one claw tickled her clitoris and she inhaled, nostrils flaring as her eyes closed and her head rolled back against the tiles, cool on the rear side of her head. Chris quivered, smile remaining as the warm water and her paw soothed her to a better state of mind.\n\nEvery dragoness deserved to relax after a long day at work.\n\nEspecially Chris.\n\nWho was there to stop her? The time was hers and hers alone. Running a paw up her abdomen, she shivered under her own touch, imagining the sinuous lion from the event stroking her scales instead. His conversation had lacked but he had somehow managed to compact pure muscle into a form that looked to have been more apt for slinking around the Serengeti, deceptively lithe. The dragoness’ lips twisted as she caressed a nipple, drawing it into a taut peak. He wouldn’t have needed to talk in bed if she had been able to take him home with her.\n\nIt was a shame. But that was what fantasies were for.\n\nChris trembled under the streaming water as she traced back down to her abdomen, readily parting her thighs for her paw. Rubbing the pad of her fingers over her lips, covered in softer, more delicate scales, she gasped, not bothering to be quiet when there was no one to hear. It had been a long while since she had had flatmates. Pushing between her lips, she nudged the tips of two fingers into her pussy, careful of the short, blunt claws as she pushed them in up to the knuckle with a sharp inhalation. Gods! She was already wet and not from the shower either. More than that... She was soaked. The dragoness flushed. Had the night riled her up so much? The thought of that lion and his sleek, muscled body winding about her?\n\nChris rolled her head, tongue lolling, and thrust her hips out against her imaginary lover. She was not usually so quick to penetrate herself in play, drawing out the foreplay until she was practically grinding back on her favourite toy with the sweetest and neediest of whimpers. Yet it was no time to deny pleasure, not when it was so sorely needed.\n\nOne paw lay flat against the cubicle glass and she leaned into it, back arching as her tail flicked up in invitation. Her paw worked, thrusting two digits and then a third deep into her dripping cunny for the rough, coarse pumps she needed so badly. The dragoness moaned, breath steaming up the glass where she had swiped it clean with condensation. Her paw slipped and she yelped, catching herself in the nick of time, only to press her muzzle to the cool surface and slink her other paw down, pressing and rubbing her clit with fervour that surprised even her.\n\nHad it been so long? Whimpering, the dragoness bucked and saw her mind’s eye lion mount her on the bed at her request, a barbed cock driving in to the hilt. She snarled and bucked, grinding back on to her own paw, tail arched high over her body. Sometimes, when playing, she pushed the tip of her tail into her pussy, just for something thicker to ride, but Chris was one to prefer a more personal touch. Her fingers knew the sway of her body better than a clumsy limb, as delicious as the sensation could be.\n\nQuick, too quick.\n\nGrowling, Chris closed her eyes and lost herself in the arms of the lion, flipping him over on the bed with her finely muscled body to ride him, hips slamming down to meet his eager thrusts. Her pussy clenched and squeezed around her fingers as if trying to drag her paw deeper while she rose to her tiptoes, calves straining to hold her up against a partner better than reality. She worked quickly, increasing the pressure on her clit and squeezing the nub between her fingers until the pleasure built and built, water lapping at the very point of breaking. The dragoness took a breath.\n\nTipping over the edge to orgasm, Chris plummeted into the abyss. Orgasm crashed over her like a wave, an old friend rather than a shock to the system. Her hips jerked without due will and she howled, cries echoing around the cubicle. It was just as well that she had no neighbours sharing walls and that her home was detached for all the times she’d yowled out her pleasure with and without a partner.\n\nThe dragoness rolled her hips back, paw soaked with her own juices, as muscles twitched. It was a thrill to be beyond the control of her mind, oddly exhilarating to contrast the tight leash that she kept on her body at all other times. Hissing through her teeth, Chris’ tongue flicked out over the comparatively cold glass, eyes half-lidded as she rode her orgasm to the sweet afterglow. Her legs shook, knees weak, and the dragoness giggled breathlessly. It was as if she had pounded time on the treadmill, not just enjoyed herself in the shower! A shower was supposed to be relaxing, honestly.\n\nGasping for lost breath, the dragoness twisted, pushing her muzzle out and away from the glass as the last tremors of pleasure rocked her body, lasting far longer than usual. Chris groaned, tongue snaking out to lap moisture from the side of her muzzle. If she did not know better, she would have said that the water had acted as a conductor for ecstasy.\n\nLeaning back against the back wall of the shower cubicle, the dragoness let the warm water wash over her soothingly, the skin beneath her scales tingling as she came down from her high. Her legs trembled and she rubbed the side of her muzzle with a shaky paw, laughing at how her orgasm had worn even her out. A bodyguard reduced to a quivering heap after a measly single orgasm. She circled her clit with the tip of one claw, idly drawing out the last sparks of pleasure.\n\nShe should have at least reached three climaxes before succumbing to exhaustion. But that was for another time, another day, another night with her own best company.\n\nThe night was getting on. Chris smiled, thrusting her muzzle into the stream with a low hiss. Ah, yes. The stars were out and the night was getting on well into the early hours of the morning.\n\nThough she had technically already gotten off.\n\n---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------\nLittle continuation for -> http://www.furaffinity.net/view/27429995/\nYou can find the full story here! -> http://www.furaffinity.net/view/20449101/",
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Unlocking the front door, she stepped over a pile of post and flipped on the lights to kick off her heels with a soft sigh of relief. Her soles throbbed with residual soreness and she yearned for nothing less than the hottest, steamiest shower that she could imagine, scorching the scales off her body. She patted her stomach, hunger pangs absent despite the hour after work. At least her stomach was full from the party, if she would be queasy from such rich food in the morning. That was one thing she had to remember, that all things came to pass, whether they were good or bad. Rich food one evening, iffy stomach the next morning – all was in balance.
On light paws, she sprung up the stairs, relishing in the power of her body, kept contained all night with uncomfortable, if pretty, clothing and heels of doom. Who would wear those things every day? She shuddered, wheeling into the bathroom at such speed that her tail slapped the door frame. The shower was much needed!
Setting the shower to the highest setting – still not enough for a dragoness – Chris stripped the dress from her body and tossed it lightly over the clothes horse, draping it so that it would not crease. It was to go back to Mr Harris on their next meeting and she frowned to imagine it hung up in a dusty wardrobe somewhere, unloved and unwanted after its one-time use. It was only a shame that he had not gifted it to her, since he had so insisted that she wear feminine formal attire.
Looking down the length of her body, the dragoness shimmied out of her underwear and dropped it on the floor, taking in her firm body, muscle rippling beneath scales. Out of the confines of the dress, it was difficult to deny her level of fitness. The gun was last to go, settled carefully on the white bathroom counter beside the sink, which was built into the unit. Only then did she step into the shower cubicle and moan softly as hot water cascaded over her scales, soaking hair down her scalp and neck.
In all honesty, she lost herself for a time under the soothing patter of water, increasing the pressure so that it massaged her scales. The dragoness rolled her shoulders, shrugging off the tension of the day and stretching out sore muscles. The night may have been ticking on but this time and this time alone was Chris’. She would not sacrifice it for any sensible night and early turn into bed.
Dreaming beneath the hot stream of water, the dragon shifted, slowly aware of a different need than the previously overwhelming desire to be clean. The tip of her tail flicked back and forth and she cupped a breast under the pretence of scouring dirt from her scales, nipple perking into her paw. Squeaking, Chris trembled and treated her other breast to the same attention, stroking and teasing the sensitive scales until her lips parted and she panted softly, hair plastered to her scalp. Though the bare shower floor was slippery underfoot, she could not find in herself to pause and find the shower mat. Need burned in her lower abdomen, an itch that she needed to scratch. She thrust her hips lightly, imagination already running wild with fantasies.
Oh, so that’s how it’s going to be, is it?
The dragoness raised an eyebrow at her blurred outline in the shower cubicle door, a ghostly glow, and grinned widely.
Paw slipping down the scales of her lower abdomen, her lips flickered into a smile as she dared lower and lower and lower. The tip of one claw tickled her clitoris and she inhaled, nostrils flaring as her eyes closed and her head rolled back against the tiles, cool on the rear side of her head. Chris quivered, smile remaining as the warm water and her paw soothed her to a better state of mind.
Every dragoness deserved to relax after a long day at work.
Especially Chris.
Who was there to stop her? The time was hers and hers alone. Running a paw up her abdomen, she shivered under her own touch, imagining the sinuous lion from the event stroking her scales instead. His conversation had lacked but he had somehow managed to compact pure muscle into a form that looked to have been more apt for slinking around the Serengeti, deceptively lithe. The dragoness’ lips twisted as she caressed a nipple, drawing it into a taut peak. He wouldn’t have needed to talk in bed if she had been able to take him home with her.
It was a shame. But that was what fantasies were for.
Chris trembled under the streaming water as she traced back down to her abdomen, readily parting her thighs for her paw. Rubbing the pad of her fingers over her lips, covered in softer, more delicate scales, she gasped, not bothering to be quiet when there was no one to hear. It had been a long while since she had had flatmates. Pushing between her lips, she nudged the tips of two fingers into her pussy, careful of the short, blunt claws as she pushed them in up to the knuckle with a sharp inhalation. Gods! She was already wet and not from the shower either. More than that... She was soaked. The dragoness flushed. Had the night riled her up so much? The thought of that lion and his sleek, muscled body winding about her?
Chris rolled her head, tongue lolling, and thrust her hips out against her imaginary lover. She was not usually so quick to penetrate herself in play, drawing out the foreplay until she was practically grinding back on her favourite toy with the sweetest and neediest of whimpers. Yet it was no time to deny pleasure, not when it was so sorely needed.
One paw lay flat against the cubicle glass and she leaned into it, back arching as her tail flicked up in invitation. Her paw worked, thrusting two digits and then a third deep into her dripping cunny for the rough, coarse pumps she needed so badly. The dragoness moaned, breath steaming up the glass where she had swiped it clean with condensation. Her paw slipped and she yelped, catching herself in the nick of time, only to press her muzzle to the cool surface and slink her other paw down, pressing and rubbing her clit with fervour that surprised even her.
Had it been so long? Whimpering, the dragoness bucked and saw her mind’s eye lion mount her on the bed at her request, a barbed cock driving in to the hilt. She snarled and bucked, grinding back on to her own paw, tail arched high over her body. Sometimes, when playing, she pushed the tip of her tail into her pussy, just for something thicker to ride, but Chris was one to prefer a more personal touch. Her fingers knew the sway of her body better than a clumsy limb, as delicious as the sensation could be.
Quick, too quick.
Growling, Chris closed her eyes and lost herself in the arms of the lion, flipping him over on the bed with her finely muscled body to ride him, hips slamming down to meet his eager thrusts. Her pussy clenched and squeezed around her fingers as if trying to drag her paw deeper while she rose to her tiptoes, calves straining to hold her up against a partner better than reality. She worked quickly, increasing the pressure on her clit and squeezing the nub between her fingers until the pleasure built and built, water lapping at the very point of breaking. The dragoness took a breath.
Tipping over the edge to orgasm, Chris plummeted into the abyss. Orgasm crashed over her like a wave, an old friend rather than a shock to the system. Her hips jerked without due will and she howled, cries echoing around the cubicle. It was just as well that she had no neighbours sharing walls and that her home was detached for all the times she’d yowled out her pleasure with and without a partner.
The dragoness rolled her hips back, paw soaked with her own juices, as muscles twitched. It was a thrill to be beyond the control of her mind, oddly exhilarating to contrast the tight leash that she kept on her body at all other times. Hissing through her teeth, Chris’ tongue flicked out over the comparatively cold glass, eyes half-lidded as she rode her orgasm to the sweet afterglow. Her legs shook, knees weak, and the dragoness giggled breathlessly. It was as if she had pounded time on the treadmill, not just enjoyed herself in the shower! A shower was supposed to be relaxing, honestly.
Gasping for lost breath, the dragoness twisted, pushing her muzzle out and away from the glass as the last tremors of pleasure rocked her body, lasting far longer than usual. Chris groaned, tongue snaking out to lap moisture from the side of her muzzle. If she did not know better, she would have said that the water had acted as a conductor for ecstasy.
Leaning back against the back wall of the shower cubicle, the dragoness let the warm water wash over her soothingly, the skin beneath her scales tingling as she came down from her high. Her legs trembled and she rubbed the side of her muzzle with a shaky paw, laughing at how her orgasm had worn even her out. A bodyguard reduced to a quivering heap after a measly single orgasm. She circled her clit with the tip of one claw, idly drawing out the last sparks of pleasure.
She should have at least reached three climaxes before succumbing to exhaustion. But that was for another time, another day, another night with her own best company.
The night was getting on. Chris smiled, thrusting her muzzle into the stream with a low hiss. Ah, yes. The stars were out and the night was getting on well into the early hours of the morning.
Though she had technically already gotten off.
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