Page 14 of Riding My Dragons

Elliot grinned in a way that seemed as sweet as it was wicked.“Remember who I am–what I am.There’s no such thing as getting ‘enough’ for a guy like me.”

I rolled my own eyes, inhaled the scent of sex from the bed, and let memories of last night play back for me.“I know, I know…”

We kissed again, a long, steamy kiss of satisfaction.

At the end of the kiss, Elliot said, “I promised you another couple of times this morning before I have to go.Want to go down on me again first?”

His request was all I needed to hear.I pulled aside the sheets from that spectacular body and he lay back, letting me kiss my way down his torso to where he’d asked me to go.I sucked his morning erection and he groaned and grunted his approval.Hungry for him, I ignored the little ache in my jawfrom the times I’d done it for him last night; and went on until he reached down and stroked my face with his fingers and said, “Come back up here.”

Knowing what would follow, I climbed back up beside Elliot and let him put me on my back.At once he was on top of me again, and I let out a long whimper of joy as his body pressed me down and his prick moved into me for a sweet morning fuck.He thrust hard and deep inside me, the head of his cock hitting just right in a certain spot to heighten the already soaring pleasure.I came, feeling as if another dawn were lighting up inside me.Elliot’s moaning and the hot throbbing in my depths told me he was responding with a climax of his own.He held himself inside me and gave me every drop of his outpouring.Kissing me tenderly, he fucked me with the last of his boner until he softened and pulled out, and we cuddled on the bed, with Elliot continuing to kiss me and stroke the slippery lips of my pussy.

Elliot took me to his shower, and the act of lathering up and rinsing off became a new foreplay.He furthered this by dropping to his knees once he’d turned off the water and eating me out as I stood there, my whole drenched and dripping body vibrating from the attention that I received from his lips and tongue.Then he stood up again and backed me up against the shower wall, had me spread my legs, and slipped his dick back into me for an upright screwing that made my moans and wails reverberate from the bathroom walls.

Next, we stepped out of the shower, happily dazed from sex, and began to towel off in front of the bathroom vanity.Elliot found his cum running down my inner thighs, which aroused him yet again.He wiped it from my skin with his fingers and brought his fingers to my lips and had me lick it off—my first arousing taste of semen, thick and salty on my tongue.Then, incredibly, he turned me around and had me lean against thevanity, grabbed my breasts, and moved his once more hardened prick back into me, penetrating me from behind while humping my ass.In the fogged mirror I could just make out the shapes of our bodies as he gave me yet another hard fucking while standing up, and my wails bounced off the bathroom walls yet again.Elliot was truly, absolutely, insatiable.It really seemed that no matter how many times he fucked, his cock always kept roaring back for more.He reached around and played with my clit while thrusting inside me, which in combination with this latest amazing banging, brought me to another shattering orgasm.Elliot pulled out at his own climax and let his cum erupt all over my ass.We ended up hunched over the vanity, Elliot holding me from behind, and we panted and laughed together at this latest spontaneous coupling.

Somehow, we managed to finish drying off and get dressed.We went to Elliot’s kitchen for a quick breakfast, and as we ate, I imagined things that probably went on in the kitchen besides eating–against the kitchen sink, against the refrigerator, perhaps even on the sturdy kitchen table.Thinking ahead to our plans for the rest of the week made me wonder if some of those things would happen to me in the days ahead.As if he could sense my thoughts, Elliot said, “I haven’t even gotten started on you, you know.”My stomach fluttered.He teasingly reached over with a napkin and wiped the crumbs of a croissant from one side of my mouth.

“I believe you,” I said, and took his hand and kissed it.It was as if I were in some old fantasy story where I had pried open the entrance to some dark cave and let the dragon out.

When he kissed me goodbye at the door, I half expected Elliot to back me up against the door, pull down his bottoms and my slacks, release that prick, and give me one for the road right there.But instead, we just said goodbye for now and he told me he’d call me after his race, which I promised to watch.And I gotmyself out the door and back out to the street to head with brisk, energetic steps for the transit stop to get back to the campus.I couldn’t have imagined any girl in any world being happier than Elliot had just made me.

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Back in my room, I lay on my bed wishing Elliot were there with me now, that we were naked and he was on top of me again.I was totally amazed at myself.Not twenty-four hours ago, I had never touched a cock in my life.Now, after one night and one morning with the incredible Elliot Ladon, I felt as insatiable as if I were a Scaler myself.I took that thought with me into a nap, realizing that I’d better rest up if I planned to be with him again tonight.

I awoke this time to the message tone on my mirror.Smiling with anticipation, knowing it must be him, I took out the glass and looked at the words on it.Yes, it was Elliot–and what he had to say surprised me.

Remember my friends Byron and Cade from the ceremony at the museum?They say they’re going to join you to watch my race at the University.They’re good guys.They’re great, the best guys I know.You can trust them like you trust me.If you want, we can all get together later.But I’ll leave that totally up to you.Whatever you decide is good; it’s your call.They’re looking forward to seeing you, though.Think it over, and whatever happens, happens.Enjoy the race.See you soon.E.

I sat up on the bed and lowered the mirror into my lap.I stared out into space, picturing Byron and Cade, who I had to admit were as gorgeous in their own ways as Elliot was.But Elliot couldn’t be suggesting…?Could he?No, he didn’t really mean…?Did he?

How much can a girl’s life change in twenty-four hours?I had started out with no experience at all, and now…

No, Elliot wasn’t suggesting that.It wasn’t possible.Was it?

CHAPTER 7

Jenna

Yes, it was absolutely possible!

After the race and a short ride in Byron’s car, I found myself in a penthouse apartment in the most fashionable part of town with Byron and Cade.I hardly had time to register how luxuriously appointed the place was, with the most expensive furnishings, big windows, big paintings on the walls, potted plants and brass railings.Immediately we were in Byron’s bedroom, with another of those big Scaler beds and big plush chairs and loveseats.The guys had different styles suiting their personalities.Cade dressed all in black leather and denim; Byron in more flannel and silk-type garments.It didn’t matter.Soon my clothes and theirs were all strewn over the furniture–and I found myself naked with not one but two incredible looking Scaler guys, hard cocks at the ready.It was as unbelievable as my night and morning with Elliot had been.

As they started with me, and I let them, I hardly recognized myself.The virginal Jenna Callaway who had left Earth no longer existed and frankly, I wouldn’t miss her.But who was this girl, standing naked between these two awesome specimens, one in front and one behind?Had she been lurking in me all along, waiting for guys like these to bring her out?

Byron Ledger, at my front, reminded me of princes that I’d read about in storybooks and seen in old, animated movies–but unlike them, he was beautiful and completely carnal.He had shed his princely, gentlemanly ways with his clothing.Byron was totally uninhibited in the way he kissed me and fondled my breasts.And when he pulled me closer to himfor a first feel of my pubes and pussy, he did it not with his hands but with the shaft of his long, uncircumcised dick.His lips pulled at mine, and I felt my way up and down his back and his butt, while he rustled the head of his dick in the thatch of my pubes and teased it against the folds of my entrance.He was intoxicating.The dark, gentle and perfectly handsome features of his face promised total romance, while his lean, muscled body promised complete carnal abandon.Byron’s physique was almost as well muscled and toned as Elliot’s.The contours of his pecs were lusciously haired, as were his thick forearms.His big, strong legs were hairy as well.His cock, which angled upward when erect until he aimed it between my thighs where he wanted it, was almost as big as Elliot’s.

Licking my lips between kisses, Byron said, “You feel fantastic.Nice and soft.And wet, down there.That’s nice.”

His appreciation made me tingle.He said to his friend behind me, “How’s her ass?”

I felt Cade’s hand grasping my buttocks while he pulled my hair to one side and went over my neck and shoulder with warm kisses, the hair of his goatee tickling my skin deliciously.“Oh, this is a nice ass back here,” he said, his breath hot against my flesh.“Nice ass, Jenna.Real nice…”

Cade was a rakish-looking beauty, in contrast to the clean-cut and princely Byron.His looks suggested trouble, and not the kind you’d necessarily want to avoid.Above the short-trimmed goatee on his face sat sparkling crimson eyes.His dark hair was combed back, but not oily.I got the impression of “street smarts” from him, the sense of the kind of “bad boy” that girls always thought they could turn around, only to have him turn them a few ways once he got them alone.He had a spread of hair across his upper pecs and a dusting of hair on his legs, and a body of lean, tight, solid muscle every bit as luscious as Byron’s.His uncut cock was as big as Byron’s, but thicker; ahard, sturdy pole of maleness—and he went from kneading my buttocks with his warm, strong hands to slipping that pole into the cleft between them and humping me while holding me firmly by my hips.He droned on sexily while thrusting at my bottom, “Nice ass.So, so nice…”

I was being kissed, felt up, dry-humped—and admired! —by not one but two of the most uncannily gorgeous guys.And I was loving it.

Byron took his lips from mine and said, “Let’s take this over to the bed, shall we?”

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