Mating in Flight
Alara Branwen
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Ylana closed her emerald eyes and looked downward. A warm wind blew across the mountaintop on which she stood, causing her dark blond hair to whip in the breeze.
In her mind, she saw herself pressing her nude body against the smooth scales of a large dragon. Its wings beat furiously as they both ascended in the air. It looked down on her with large, knowing eyes. Its long snout pressed to her nose as it thrust its massive cock into her pussy. The winds whirled around them as they mated.
Her nether region tingled at the thought. She broke her contemplations and pressed her dainty hands against her large breasts. The warm air caressed them as she pushed them together. She brushed her thumbs over her nipples and the little pink buds became firm.
Ylana let out a throaty sigh and cleared her mind. She was preparing to cast a spell to call out to the dragons of the land. It was mating season for dragons, and sorceresses across the kingdom were casting special spells to let all dragons know they were available mating partners.
Ever since the dawn of time, dragons mated with human females that practiced the arcane arts so these women could bare their young. They had to mate with human females, since all known dragons were male.
Many sorceresses would cast the calling spell during the season, but very few would ever be chosen. Because of this, it was a high honor to be chosen to bear a dragon's child.
It wasn't known for sure why dragon's preferred to mate with sorceresses. Many thought that since dragons were magical creatures, they preferred mating with those who could practice magic.
Ylana smiled to herself, there was another quality that dragons prized in potential mates. Many of the ancient tomes on dragon mating mentioned that dragons enjoyed mating with virgins. Some thought dragon's liked a virgin's purity, while others just thought they preferred a tighter pussy. In either case, records showed that virgins had a better chance of being selected by a dragon for mating. That was why the young sorceress had never been with a man in her nineteen years of life.
The words to the call spell burned brightly in her mind as she took a deep breath and steadied herself. This spell was very difficult, so she had to remain calm and focused. If her concentration was broken, it would ruin the spell and cause an explosion of arcane energy that would greatly harm or possibly kill her. Slowly, carefully, she began to mutter words that would only be coherent to a studious magician.
As she spoke the arcane words, the wind around her began to blow fiercely. The gentle air currents became buffeting bludgeons that threatened to knock the young spell caster down. But she tightened her muscles and maintained her footing and concentration.
She raised her dainty hands into the air as her lips enunciated the second half of the incantation. An orange glow enveloped her nude body and the rocky ground trembled. Her intonation increased in pitch and the air began to swirl around her. As her voice reached a crescendo, it was carried up by the winds. The sound magically echoed through the light gray sky.
Once the echo died down, the winds lost power. The earth ceased its trembling and the glow left her body. A cold rush of magical energy surged through Ylana. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes. She focused on the horizon and said nothing. Her body was tense and her breathing deep. Her heart rapidly pounded. Had it worked? She had cast many call spells,
Janwillem van de Wetering