Spiked

You sit at a table at the local night club watching the dancers on stage and in the cages. You take a sip of your drink as you try and decide which attractive mare to ask for a private dance. As your eyes scan the area, you spot a purple dragon sitting at the bar. They had wide, feminine hips and was wearing a white tank top and green skirt. You take a sip and watch them before they look over at you. They're also wearing blue eyeliner and had darker purple spots on their face. Their eyelashes were long and feminine, and their hair was combed to one side which gave them a punkish look. It's now you realize that they are, in fact, a male. A rather feminine male. And a rather attractive feminine male.

As you lock eyes, you take another sip as he smiles at you before turning away. When he does, your eyes go to his thicc ass. You down the rest and set your glass down before you get up. Screw paying for a private dance. Maybe you could get lucky with this dude. You make your way over and sit down beside the dragon as the bartender comes up. You order your drink as you can see the dragon's eyes on you. As the bartender walks away to make your drink, you turn to look at the femboy.

"So, what brings an attractive dragon, like yourself, to a club like this?" You ask. "I'm pretty sure mostly everyone here is into the hot females on stage."

"Mostly?" The dragon asks in a light, raspy, girly voice. "Which do you fall under?"

The bartender returns and sets your drink down. "Well, I came for the tits, but... I find myself staring at your ass."

The dragon giggles cutely. "Yeah, I'm pretty big back there. I get a lot of stares. But honestly... I don't mind. I'm glad others like it. Makes me feel attractive."

"You are attractive," you say as you take a sip of your drink.

The dragon smiles and gives you bedroom eyes. "Mmm... I like you. You're sweet." He picks up his own drink and takes a sip. "Mmm... Ever been with a dragon?"

You shake your head. "Nope. Nor I have been with a male."

"Ooo, two firsts?"

"Firsts?" You ask. "Are you saying you... wanna go somewhere?"

"Go somewhere?" The dragon asked with a chuckle. "I have something better in mind." You finish your drink and hold out your hand, introducing yourself. The dragon smiles and takes it. "Spike," he says, before bringing your hand down to his butt. "Come with me to a booth and you can start by feeling this."

He gets up and sets money down on the table before heading over to a curved booth with a round table. You quickly fish out money from your pocket and pay before leaving the bar to join the dragon. Spike sits down and waits for you to sit with him. He had picked a booth near the back of the room where they faced away from the stages and cages.

"This seat has the most privacy," Spike says before he leans away from you and pulls his skirt up to expose his thicc butt and hip.

You smile and reach out to feel it. Your fingers run over the scaly yet smooth dragon skin, gripping it and squeezing it as your fingers almost disappear in the process. "Shit, this is a nice ass."

Spike smiles and sits up before turning to straddle your lap. His eyes stare into yours as he reaches down to pull his rod free from his panties. He then unzips your shorts and pulls on your boxers to let your own rod spring free. You look around to see if anyone is noticing, but he places his hand on your cheek to make you look at him again. He then moves forward and presses his cock to yours before he leans in.

You don't have much time to think before he kisses you on the lips. As you two start making out, you can feel his dragon dick throbbing against your erection. It felt barbed which probably made it feel good. You start to get into it and reach around to grab the fat ass cheeks with both hands and squeeze them. You feel Spike's arms wrap around your neck as he rubs against you.

After a couple more minutes, he starts to lower himself. When your kiss ends, you watch as the dragon slides down your body and off the seat to kneel on the floor. There's a light thud as his butt bumps the table but he manages to kneel in front of you with ease. He then smiles up at you as you instinctively look around.

"Eyes on me," Spike says, immediately reacquiring your attention.

He then sticks his long, serpent tongue out and wraps it around your shaft. He lets out a moan before he immediately sheathes your cock in his mouth. You grip the edge of the seat with both hands as Spike keeps his lips pressed to your crotch. After his tongue makes a few more laps around your shaft he starts to bob his head, too. The whole time, he keeps his half-lidded eyes on you. His warm mouth and wet tongue bring you closer and closer to an orgasm. He seems to know this because, just before you can cum, he stops.

Chuckling, he slowly pulls off and licks his lips. "Not yet, stud." You watch as he lays down on the couch, facing away from you with his right leg pulled up and his left hanging off the edge. His plump ass is pointed directly at you as he reaches his left hand back to spread his cheek. "Finish in here." It would seem that, while he was sucking you off, her covertly removed his panties.

You smile and crawl atop him, your left foot on the floor and your right knee on the couch between his legs. As your rod pokes his tight hole, you lean in to kiss the back of his neck. The dragon lets out a soft coo as he thrusts backwards with his hips to playfully bump you. You take the hint and grip your cock to align it. Once you're locked on you shove it inside. You both let out a grunt as your wet cock easily slides its way inside.

"Oh, you're so big," he moans out as he looks back at you.

"You're so tight," you grunt back as you give a thrust. "It's like your ass is milking my cock."

"Because it is," Spike chuckles with a moan. "It's thirsty for your cum."

You shoot him a smile as you continue to thrust into him. After a slow build-up, you begin a faster rhythm of up and down as you slide your cock back and forth along his anal walls. His tight hole squeezes your shaft and quickly brings you close. The frotting and blowjob earlier also helped in bringing you close. Not wanting it to end just yet, you stop. Spike notices and chuckles.

"Why'd you stop?"

You lean in to kiss his cheek as you leave your rod buried inside him. "I was about to cum. But, I want this to last."

"Oh, is my ass that amazing?" He teases as he wiggles his hips a little. "Can't handle the tightness?"

"I could probably if you hadn't just sucked it off."

"My tongue is pretty great, isn't it?"

You chuckle and nuzzle his neck before you give another thrust. "I think I'm ready to continue."

"Good. Because, I'm about to cum, too."

You kiss his shoulder before you begin to move your hips again. As you feel his tight hole massaging your cock once more, you slowly feel an orgasm get closer and closer. This time, you don't stop. You decide to take this a step further and lean in to gently bite the green frills on his left cheek you assume to be part of his ear. He seems to enjoy it as he moans out before you feel something warm and sticky hit your knee a few times.

Realizing he just came, you speed up and give one more thrust before you feel the first bit of cum shoot from your cock. As you cum, you keep your rod plugging up the dragon's hole. You don't want the cum to leak out just yet, do you? You feel a couple more shots of dragon cum hit your knee before everything seems to calm down. Your dick is currently drowning in your own cum while your semen attempts to vacate the dragon's ass.

Spike soon falls limp and pants softly as you rest atop him, your hips being propped up by his phat ass. You're both rather sweaty now as you just lay there. The silence is soon interrupted by the dragon's soft, gentle voice. "So... I have a small confession. And, a proposition."

"Oh?" You ask. "Consider me... curious."

Spike smiles as he looks back at you with just his eyes. "You aren't my first. But... the guys I usually let fuck me tend to be more rough and treat me like a sex toy. Which, I don't mind. I love cock. But, you? This felt way nicer. Like, you actually care."

You smile at him as you pant lightly. "Well, I... wanted this to feel good for you. Like, how you made it feel good for me."

Spike smiles a little wider. "Now, the proposal. After this, I don't want any other. Just you."

"Oh..." you say with a nervous chuckle. "You're great, but... I'm more into..."

"Pussy, I know," Spike finishes. "That's why you're at this club. But, I'm not asking to date you. I just wanna be your pet. Treat me nice. Fuck me. And, I'm all yours for ever and ever. And, bonus, if you can find a nice female who also wants me around, right?"

You rub the back of your head. "Well, I... I gotta say, this sounds like an amazing proposal. Are you sure about this?"

"I wouldn't be asking if I wasn't."

"It's just... this sounds like something out of a hentai, or something."

"Then, why hesitate?"

You smile and nod. "You're right, Spike. I accept."

"Wonderful... master," he says with a wink. "May I sit in your lap for a little while longer before we leave?"

You nod and wrap your arms around his waist before hoisting hm up. Somehow, you manage to pull him into your lap without unplugging his butt. You then let him rest in your lap as he leans back against you. "This does feel nice," you admit as you slid your hands under his shirt to rub his belly.

"Doesn't it? I can still feel your cock inside me and it feels amazing."

As you two fully lean back, his right shoulder winds up just under your chin, so you gently kiss it a few times. The both of you just stay there, dick in ass, for what feels like an hour before the bartender comes over with a bill. You take the receipt and the last item on the list read Clean-Up $50.