Family Forbidden Taboo Erotica for Women Box Set

by Patricia Parks

  I have something to tell you and something to ask as well. She said as calmly as she could.

  What might that be, Little One? The dragon inquired.

  The question first: What would be your name, if I may be so privileged to know?

  Would you like my name in a form you could understand? Or are you asking my draconian name? The dragon asked.

  I'll take my chances with your draconian name, first, Lord Dragon. She responded as politely as she could.

  The ancient ones call me AlaeNymVoar. It means quick watchful death, though the translation is loose, I prefer its alternate meaning, Watchful protector. I have always preferred to protect life, rather than end it. I got my name during the Great War, when the ones of pointed ears saw me in a great rage, after I lost one close to me. The great dragon fell into a brooding reflection of that long ago time.

  She moved closer to him, though far enough away to respect his wishes. Do not dwell on such things... Is there another name for you? I know that there is no other that would award you so grand a christening, but... I fear I may offend should I ever let it passed my lips mispronounced. She chuckled a little.

  You may call me Alex; it is close enough to the sound of my Draconian name. The amused dragon smiled, showing gleaming fangs.

  Alright, then. The young wolf smiled, nervously. You can call me whatever you wish, though my name is Aeron. It means "war goddess," bestowed to me by a rather silly human who believed me to a sign from some deity or other that they would win their battle. They didn't; the poor creatures. Although, they may have won the war, I am not certain.

  At any rate, I wanted to tell you the reason behind my wandering alone without my pack. You see, I had challenged the Alpha's decision to lead the pack to the northwest, knowing that there would be even less food on that side of the mountains, as I had heard of a famine in that region from the trees. As you may know, to challenge the Alpha is to invite death or banishment. Thankfully, he chose to simply send me away as a lone wolf and not rip out my throat. And so, here I am before you, after wandering for days without food, I saw your horns through the trees from the opposite side of the chasm, thinking you were food.

  She smiled up at him and then looked down at her paws, waiting for his response. She knew he was going to be displeased with her. Everyone knows that no wolf challenges their Alpha and that trees can be mistaken...

  I suspected something had sent you away from your pack; it seemed unlikely a creature as capable as you had lost their way. Alex shook its head, recalling the fight with the bear. I couldn't help but notice the bear left with a limp. He flashed a questioning look at the small wolf. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?

  Well... I did bite her paw hard enough to keep me hanging on to it until she threw me, but... She pondered aloud to the dragon, wondering how much damage her jaws could have dealt in that condition.

  Seems, she won't be forgetting you for a while to come. Be wary of the bears territory, it doesn't stretch overly far, but she won't be letting that grudge die for at least one hibernation... should you choose to stay near here, that is. Alex mused.

  Why would I leave? There is nothing for me outside of your forest... Aeron blurted.

  Well, I thought maybe you would want to go find a mate, after all, the wolves have left my woods, knowing there is no food for them here. I myself have to travel far from here to find meals. replied Alex.

  Honestly, as you know, I want you. I have wanted you for some time and I will never leave unless you banish me, kill me, or otherwise. She boldly, if foolishly, exclaimed.

  I had suspected that you wanted me for a while, though I thought it just gratitude for saving you from the bear. Is this truly how you feel? asked Alex.

  Yes... I have never felt more strongly of anything or for anyone in my entire life... Please... Let me be yours. I'll never leave your side... Just promise that you will never forsake me... She cried, running to the dragon's side, but stopped short, waiting for his response.

  Let me think about this, I want you, but you are so different, I would be afraid of accidentally causing you harm, for now though, I can promise that you will never be forced to leave this forest. Extending his wings to their full span, he loosed a jet of flame nearly 50 yards long, roaring a challenge to imagined enemies.

  Chapter 2

  Aeron did not sleep well that night; she was in awe of both the sight of Alex's flame and the words that he spoke to her. He might actually be hers and she would never be forced to leave his forest. She was safe, for the first time in a long time. She wanted so desperately to know his answer or to at least hear his thoughts on the matter. She knew, though, that waiting was best and that pushing for the answer would only push him away from her. If she pressed too much, he would surely never touch her, never hold her.

  She quickly shook these thoughts from her mind and went forth. She had to occupy her mind somehow, without letting thoughts of the great dragon resurface. She started at a loping pace, not too fast or too slow, as she listened for any sounds of small rodents to play with. Overhead, she could hear the dragon flying to the south for his daily hunt and flocks of fowl scrambling to get out of his way. Now, that is a creature which deserves respect... The king of the skies, ruler of the sea, and overlord of the earth... She thought to herself. The fact that he is even willing to think about my offer... She shivered. Oh, it makes my heart flip and my stomach feel as though it is full of butterflies...

  It was at this point that she grew tired of being so far from Alex's clearing and started to head back, but not before she heard a few rabbits hopping about in a thicket. She crept up to their thicket slowly, trying to make as little noise as possible, and pounced. It was not long before she could taste the poor rodent's blood, trickling down onto her tongue. It was warm with an almost metallic taste to it. It splattered on her fur around her lips, a little down her chest, and on her forepaws. She began to eat the unfortunate creature, now that its life had ended, pulling off the fur bit by bit to get at the meat beneath. She tore at its flesh, devouring the muscle tissue, and began to go at its entrails, but eating only the organs that she knew would not leave a horrid aftertaste.

  When she had finished her small meal, she turned tail to run back to the dragon's clearing. She was not surprised to find herself running all out to get there, even though it was not very far north from her current position. A few small branches scratched her face along the way, adding her blood to the rabbit's, and, she had to admit, she tripped once over a root. None of this mattered to her, however, as long as she got to the clearing to be there, blissfully awaiting the return of the marvelous dragon. She reached the clearing quickly, despite tripping, and happily scampered over to her makeshift nest, where she began to clean herself, cleaning away the blood on her face, chest, and paws and adjusting her fur ever so slightly. When she found that she could not possibly get all of the blood off, she scurried over to a small brook nearby and washed what she could not reach on her own, hoping that she would be dry before the dragon returned. In order to ensure that she would, she shook off the excess and moved back to the nest.

  She lay there for some time, lightly dozing. Alex had never been gone for so long before. She hoped that he was in good health and, despite herself, she hoped against him finding a dragoness that would, in all likelihood, steal him from her. She snarled softly under her breath at the mere thought of it, but quickly shook that off as she had the water, but not quite as efficiently.

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  Stomach full from his recent hunt, Alex floated languidly on the currents coming up from the warm ground below. He was lost in thought, the vexing female consuming his attention. How could it work? he thought to himself. How can I be with her?

  He had long since given up trying to deny his desire, though the thought of mating with this delicate creature scared him. He had vowed not to allow her to be hurt. What if he was the one who hurt her? Could he really be with a creature this small? How would
she react to the oftenly rough way dragons mated? Would she even be able to take his rather thick shaft? These were the questions racing through his mind as he slowly spiraled toward his roost.

  As he came down to land, he noticed Aeron, who had fallen asleep on her bed.

  He studied her lupine form, stretched out on the soft fabric. She was, in his eyes, the most stunning display of female form he had ever seen, the way she so effortlessly captured her prey, how she moved with such confidence, and he couldn't shake the feel of her soft fur against his sensitive belly the first night she showed up in his roost.

  He would be with this wolf, and he thought he knew how. He formulated a spell in his mind, one he had only briefly heard of. He wasn't sure of the mechanics out the spell, though he had a crystal clear idea of what it was to do. He wanted to compress his size, but he wanted it done slowly, so he could be quick to reverse the spell should it cause discomfort. The trick was to change his density... shrink while retaining his mass... otherwise things may change in unexpected ways, resulting in his death, should it not progress smoothly.

  As his spell started, he had this odd sense of falling... falling, but his feet still felt the ground, solid, beneath him. His next feeling was awe as his roost appeared as though he were going back in time, things looking as they did in his younger years, trees, which had seemed almost insignificant moments ago, now loomed tall and strong.

  The vertigo continued for a few more minutes before he finally ended his spell. he was still nearly 20 feet long, though a far cry from his previous 63 feet. The oddest part of the spell was the feel of his weight. He felt the same as he always did, the familiar weight feeling odd in this smaller form. How can I solve this slight issue... After contemplating his options, he concluded that the issue was best solved with a mild levitation spell, similar to the ones he used while flying, though instead of using it to lift, he used it to lighten the effects of gravity. Ah, much better. He thought, as he felt the strain of holding himself up nearly disappear. Now, time for the fun...

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  Aeron awoke to see Alex looming above her, although he appeared to be smaller. Certainly, this is not him... But there is no mistaking those eyes... She laughed inwardly. She looked into his eyes and, without warning, licked his snout, and pranced off, swishing her tail as she did so. What is it that you want, Little Dragon? She laughed.

  Raising an eye at the wolf's tone, the dragon rumbled, Little? We shall see which of us is 'little'.

  You may still be a bit larger than me, but it would appear... Hmm... I see what you have done now...

  Aeron moved closer to him, coming close enough to where she knew her scent would drive him wild, and closer still. She brushed up against him, feeling his scales against her. After this she slowly moved back towards her bed. Is this close to what you had in mind? She stood with her tail to him, lowering her torso to leave her hindquarters in the air, waggling it side to side with her tail lifted.

  Alex moved toward the enticing sight, still slightly hesitant, though not as nervous now.

  Are you sure this is what you want; I cannot promise you won't get hurt. Asked the dragon, though he knew what her response would be.

  Oh, you know the answer to that... I don't assume this position for just anyone... And, I'll have you know that I won't stay like this forever, Alex. Aeron said, seductively, turning her head to see him and grinning wickedly.

  As you wish. With a roar that shook leaves from the trees, He launched himself toward her. His long, rock hard, shaft, he teased her with light jabs, watching as she shuddered, waiting for her to beg for it, to hear her cry out for the pleasure of taking him into her willing hole.

  She moaned with pleasure, although frustrated that he did not just enter her right then. She proceeded to attempt to slide herself onto his shaft. Please, Alex... Let me have the honor of taking you deep inside me... She begged, still sliding back to meet him.

  Hearing her beg for it thrilled Alex more than she knew, tossing back his head, he shot a jet of flame above them as he slid deep into her dripping hole with a savage thrust of his hips. He could not believe how tight this little wolf of his was. She had obviously never mated before, but that didn't stop her from feeling incredible. Soaking wet, and hotter than his own flame! Why the hell have I been denying this! Thought the dragon as the wolf pressed back into his loins. Digging his talons into the dirt on either side of Aeron, he pressed deeper into her tight slit, needing to be as close to her core as he could.

  Aeron howled, loud and long into the skies, her claws gripping the earth below her. She pumped herself, squeezing Alex's shaft with her hole, meeting every one of his thrusts. She needed him inside of her. She needed his seed. She knew that she was just barely more than a whelp, but she needed him... Badly. I could never dream of anything better than this. He is mine! At this thought, she howled all the louder with a snarling undertone, challenging anyone to dare try and usurp her right. She sought out a part of his body nearest her and, finding his left arm to be closest, she bit him as hard as she could, leaving her mark on him.

  Barely feeling the bite through his armored skin, he nevertheless decided to reciprocate, latching his jaws around the back of her neck, lightly putting pressure to let her know he was there. Growling deep in his throat, he redoubled his efforts, driving his cock deeper into her as she whimpered and howled under his bulk.

  She began to milk him for all he was worth, desperately working to make him fill her quivering hole. If he fucks me to death... She shivered. It will have certainly been worth it... She began to feel herself about to reach her climax, her juices gushing out around his shaft. Even if he doesn't come with me, I am totally willing to keep going... It feels so... Intoxicating...

  Alex felt a familiar pressure building, crying out and loosing another jet of flame, he slammed his shaft into her hot, tight hole. Aeron! Come with me! He roared. Something odd happening as he reached his peak. His mind expanded, reaching out to his mate, binding them together in a way that could never be broken.

  She shook with the intensity of their joint climax, as well as the sudden, strange feeling that had come with it. After this, she knew, nothing would ever be the same. She collapsed to the ground beneath her, no longer able to stand. Panting, she said three words that she knew had never meant anything until this pivotal moment... I love you, AlaeNymVoar... With that, she passed out, overcome by their first mating.

  Collecting her in his arms, he pulled her close, curling his wings around her and folding his tail, dozing in the early afternoon light, holding his lover tightly in his arms.

  The End.

  Dawn on The Dancer

  Five foot two, light brown hair, hazel eyes.

  That was Dawn. She was also one hundred twenty pounds, firm bodied, and shapely.

  A bit of a tomboy, she refused to shave her legs or pussy, but with really fine hair it didn't matter.

  We were out on my boat; The Dancer. It was mid-August, nicely hot on Puget Sound, and we were on a light reach heading for Quartermaster Harbor. The wind was only a couple knots and boat speed was half that.

  She was stretched out on a cockpit cushion, tanning her tits and nipples; the bottom of her suit was pulled down until just her pussy was covered.

  As the wind died off, I knelt next to her, pulled the bottoms aside, and licked her slit.

  ***

  We had been seeing each other just over three months; usually on weekends when we could get away from our jobs. Sex with her was an adventure; Dawn was an intense lover, delighting in everything we did; many were new experiences for her. A couple interesting things I learned fairly quickly; she loved being dominated, and some pain enhanced her sexual experiences.

  Today we were out on the boat. The weather was sunny and in the mid-eighties; excellent for being on the water. We were alone; no other boats within a half mile, so Dawn had shed her bikini top, letting her light brown nipples bathe in the sun. I signaled her to me with the crook of a finger
, pulled her to me, sucked her nipples to hard points, finishing with light bites. She responded with quick intakes of breath and then a moan.

  I sent her to the leeward cushion, telling her she would get much more when we anchored.

  ***

  We glided to our moorage; fifteen feet of water at low tide, sandy bottom, no other boats in the area, and the nearest house a quarter mile away. The anchor was set and tested, sails furled and stowed, all while she moved about the boat topless, her firm B cup breasts gleaming in the sun, a touch of perspiration shining on her skin.

  Once everything was stowed properly, I called her to me in the cockpit. "Remove your bottoms and come here."

  She stood before me, legs spread. I admired the light, downy patch over her pussy, the lips gleaming with juice. Placing my left hand behind her, running it up her back from firm butt to molded shoulders, I pulled her tits to my mouth. While I sucked and bit them, I inserted two fingers into her flowing pussy, and strummed her clit with my thumb. As she moaned, I pulled her further down, so we could kiss. After a moment I released her so she could stand; "After you have cleaned my fingers, you are to go to the forward bunk. Kneel facing forward, knees at shoulder width, and head on a pillow. While you wait for me think of this; I shall take your cherry ass sometime this weekend. When I deem the time is right, your ass will be mine."

  The look of lust in her eyes confirmed my belief she wanted to be taken. I offered my pussy-juice covered fingers, and watched as she lovingly cleaned them. She turned and went into the cabin.

  While I had been talking to her, I thought I'd seen a flash of light from the nearest house, but looking over, I didn't see anyone. I waited several minutes, then stood, dropped my shorts and went below.

  Stepping into the forward compartment I was greeted by the sight of Dawn's glorious ass; round and full, her rosebud just peeking from between her cheeks. Her pussy was just below, a pouting, vertical smile, waiting for me. I ran my hands all over those delightful globes, paying special attention to her pussy and rose. In response, she wiggled her ass around, seeking more, all the time moaning and whispering words of delight.