Spike's No Nut November

November had begun, with the autumn leaves changing and dropping from their trees. And within the School of Friendship, a pair of dragons were busy in a discussion. Spike and Smolder, close friends, with many thinking they had become a little too close over the years, were sitting in the dragoness’ room. Her roommate, Ocellus, a changedling, was busy in the school’s library, leaving the two dragons alone. Spike was sitting on the floor, as Smolder was sitting on the bed in an almost dominating fashion. With a playful smirk on her face, she was staring down at the dragon, who was trembling a little. Both dragons were naked, though this was often normal for them when they were alone together. Dragons were traditionally nudists, with the concept of clothing being a recent introduction to their culture. And even then, the use of clothes only covered their more sexual places.

Spike, despite being raised in Ponyville, wore clothes because he was raised to, but since meeting Smolder, was more comfortable being naked, even as his almost disproportionally large cock poked out of its internal sheath. The dragoness was far more comfortable being naked, but chose, albeit reluctantly, to dress up. Despite being an adult dragon, she was quite small, something that Spike also learned was common, with the bigger dragons being hundreds of years old, and the average dragon staying much smaller for their first several decades. Despite that, her hips were quite wide, and she had beautiful, soft, fat looking tits that seemed to defy gravity with how perky they were. After several long minutes of silence, she spread her legs, showing off her glistening, soaking wet pussy lips.

“You see this? You see this fucking soaking, hot pussy that is desperate for some fat cock?” Smolder asked, to which Spike swallowed nervously. “The same pussy that only yesterday, you were fucking like you were trying to breed me out of season. And now you’re telling me that you’re gonna stop because…what was the stupid ass reason?”

“It’s called No Nut November. It’s an Equestria thing.” Spike explained, trying to defend himself. “Every year, my friends and I try to see how long we can go without cumming throughout the entire month. And well…I’ve never lost.”

“You’ve never lost because you never had a hot piece of ass like me taking that gut puncher between your legs.” Smolder said, clearly annoyed. Unlike Spike, who was pony raised, and more reserved in his emotions, she was a true dragon, and was direct with her feelings. “So you’re telling me, that instead of just taking that cock, and letting you split me open and fuck me silly, I have to wait a whole month before we can fuck?!”

“Well…yes…and no…” Spike said, knowing how Smolder gets when she gets aggressively horny. “We can do other things. I…I just can’t be the one to cum.”

“Really? And you’re gonna commit to this?” Smolder asked, raising a curious eye to her dragon partner. Spike only nodded. “You’ll still do this? No matter what? No matter what I do, you’ll hold on?” The dragon only nodded, making her smirk an almost wicked, mischievous grin. “Well, in that case…get over here!” Reaching down, she grabbed at Spike’s head, smacking it against her pussy. “Eat it, twerp.”

Spike did as he was told, flicking his tongue into the dragoness’ pussy. Immediately, she moaned out. She did enough the way her dragon partner would eat her out, but this was just supposed to warm her up before taking his fat cock. But if Spike was going to do some stupid month long challenge, then she was going to get what she could. Still, laying back, Smolder’s soft and plump thighs wrapped around Spike’s head, holding him place as he was tonguefucking deeper inside her. She moaned out, rolling her own tongue over her lips, savoring the feeling of this tongue rubbing against her sweet and sensitive spots. Though not as good as his dick, Spike’s tongue was pretty impressive, often making Smolder wonder how he learned how to eat pussy like that.

Grabbing at her tits, Smolder moaned out as she teased herself. While her height, for her age, was a source of adorable embarrassment for her, the dragoness was immensely proud of her boobs. Even compared to an older dragoness, like Dragon Lord Ember, Smolder had the bigger rack, and knew she could have just about any mate she wanted during the breeding season. And yet, she chose to have Spike as her mate. This pony raised, softer dragon, with the only redeeming quality was his massive cock, and maybe his adorable face. She had more than once thought she caught Ember staring at him. Curious, she wanted to see what the big deal was. But that first night she got Spike’s dick inside her, her draconic greed demanded that she not share him with anyone.

And Spike was a pretty dedicated lover. Though the concept of lovers didn’t exactly fit in the dragon’s culture, prefering the terms partners, or mates when they get older, she enjoyed the way he could eat her pussy, as well as fuck her silly. Unlike Spike, whose first time was with Smolder, the dragoness has had some other dragons before, but was utterly bored with them. It was in their culture to dominate, and females were especially good at dominating the males. But after a while, she grew bored of the males she had back home. It was part of the reason she even agreed to go along to represent the dragons in Ponyville’s School of Friendship; not that she would admit that to Ember. And meeting Spike was quite an experience. There was just something about this dragon that made Smolder want to indulge in fantasies she hadn’t considered possible with her larger, male peers.

Granted, she had to wait for Spike to grow his wings, the sign of him becoming a physical adult, but she was so happy that she waited. That first time she approached him, she all but made him her living sex toy. And by the end of that night, she had realized a few things. Spike was possibly the best fuck she had ever had. His cock was on par with dragons closer to three or four times his age. And despite his submissive, and softer nature, when pushed hard enough, he could fuck like a savage beast. Over and over again, Smolder tried to bring out that wildness in the dragon, and while once in a long while, it worked, the majority of the time, he was just a cute face with a monster cock. Still, Smolder grew to appreciate the adorableness of the dragon, and did enjoy the way he would do anything she said, and was so faithful and fruitful in how he pleasured her.

His tongue was wriggling and rubbing along her innermost places, having had plenty of practice with her. His cock was getting harder, throbbing madly as she was going to blow her sweet nectar all over his face in a few moments. Spike continued to passionately and lovingly make out with the dragoness’ pussy. He had only ever had his experience with Smolder, but he had fantasies about doing this with Rarity for years. When he grew old enough, he accepted that she would only ever want to be friends, he devoted himself to making sure to give Smolder as much pleasure as possible. And with all this practice, it paid off, and then some. The dragoness’ body was starting to tremble, and her inner folds were starting to coil around his slithering tongue.

“Come on…dweeb…” Smolder moaned, her voice becoming softer as she was getting closer to orgasm. “Fuck…I’m gonna…fuck!” Nearly crushing Spike’s head between her thighs, the dragoness came.

Her sweet nectar squirted out, soaking along Spike’s tongue and messing up his mouth a little. His hot breath further kissed into Smolder’s pussy, making his gasp her air. She was holding him even tighter than usual, obviously frustrated with the challenge he was going to take. His cock was already getting hard, dripping a little. It was taking everything within his being to hold back the urge to jerk off as he continued tonguefucking into the dragoness’ sweet sex. Smolder twitched and shivered a little as she came down from her orgasm, eventually releasing the dragon’s head, which came off her pussy lips to a wet, smacking out. Spike gasped and took in the air he could, but it was mixed with the alluring scent of the dragoness’ hot want and passion. Looking at her, he could tell she wasn’t close to finished, and all this did was make her even more horny.

“Fucking…urgh!” Smoldered grumbled in utter annoyance, only to then have an idea cross her mind. “Actually, Spike, I think this might be a fun idea.”

“Oh?” Spike said, thinking that maybe Smolder was accepting his decision, and so was going to go along with it. “Well, I’m glad you’re willing to-” Before he could finish, Smolder’s foot gently pressed against his mouth, shushing him.

“No, no, no, no. That’s not what I mean.” Smolder said, cooing a little playfully as she licked her lips. “I’m gonna let you have your little fun, but that means I’m gonna have my own fun.” Growling a seductive sound, she sent a shiver down Spike’s nervous spine.

“W-what…what do you…” Spike tried to ask, only to then almost be shushed by Smolder’s foot. Grabbing at this leg, she brushed it away to continue. “What are you planning?” He knew her, he knew how she would get when she was told she couldn’t have her fun. And he was getting increasingly nervous as to what she was planning.

“Well…since you’re going to have fun with this stupid challenge, then I’m gonna have my fun too.” Smolder said with a mischievous smirk. Leaning forward, she heaved her huge boobs, showing off her hot cleavage to her partner, making him blush nervously. “For the rest of this month, I’m gonna do everything I can to make you cum.” Reaching down, she just barely touched his now fully hard cock. “And when you do, I’m gonna tease you and your adorable face when I milk this fucking slab of cock meat for every drop.”

Spike was scared, he knew that when Smolder would set her mind to something, she would follow through in ways he couldn’t begin to imagine. But equally, he was feeling some arousal from the way she was growling at him. It was less like a savage beast, and yet at the same time, it was a wild animal, ready to mate and breed. Swallowing nervously, he knew dragon mating season wasn’t for many more months, but Smolder was possibly the horniest dragon he had known. Spending some time in the Dragon Lands, he did learn a lot about their culture, and how it was common for some dragons and dragonesses to be very active with their partners and mates. It was both her responsibility to keep him under her, in order to keep him from being taken up by another dragoness, but it was equally his job to make sure she was pleased, or she would be bored, and possibly leave him for another.

“Now, I’m gonna ask you one…more…time…” Smolder said, leaning a bit back. Groping at her fat tits with one hand, she started to finger at her soaking pussy lips, showing the sloppy mess Spike had left her in from tonguefucking her. “Are you sure you want to do this? Or do you want to fuck me so hard, and so fucking long that Ocellus walks in on us, again?”

Spike was nervous, his cock was so hard. It would be so easy for him to give into the growing arousal. He could just pounce on her, leaping on the bed, knocking her on her back, and shove his cock as hard and deep as he could. Unlike ponies, dragons had no cervix, and were incredibly flexible. He could fuck all the way into her womb, stretching her out, and rubbing along all her best, sweet, and sensative spots. Smolder would just grab at him, pulling him closer to make out with him as she took his cock all the way inside her. His thoughts only added to the arousal, but he had to do this, he had to endure as long as possible. Swallowing nervously, he was fighting off every urge to just give in and fail the challenge on the first day. But he couldn’t, biting his lower lip, he held himself back.

“N-no…no…I’m sorry, but I’m gonna hold on for this month.” Spike said, trying to stay strong in his convictions. “I promise, I’ll make it up to you when it’s over.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll make sure of that.” Smolder replied, her smile becoming so intense, so sinister, so terrifying, that it nearly froze the blood in Spike’s veins. “I’m gonna make sure your month is especially fun.” The room would fill with the playful, and wicked laughter of the dragoness, making sure her partner was well aware that he was going to have a very, very hard No Nut November.