His Dragon Queen (The Halloween Honeys)

by Alexis Adaire

  Kal’s grin is a mile wide, and there’s a devilish sparkle in his eyes. “No, let’s stay naked. We can work around your virginity tonight. There are plenty of other options.”

  A few seconds later his face is buried in my pussy and I’m trying hard just to breathe. I’m already so ridiculously turned on that the feeling of his tongue stroking my clit has me shamelessly writhing and moaning in orgasm in no time.

  When I’ve finally come back down to Earth, the look on Kal’s face tells me he would love to have an orgasm of his own. The pre-cum dripping from his cock confirms it, so I bring it to my lips and do my best to accommodate his size. It’s not easy, but my desire and enthusiasm win out in the end when he explodes in my mouth. I eagerly gulp down every warm, thick drop, feeling empowered when I see the way he’s looking at me and how heavy his breathing is.

  Kal turns to lie on his side, propping himself up on one elbow. For a moment, I panic, thinking he’s going to get dressed and leave.

  Instead, he quietly asks, “You okay?”

  I smile and nod.

  “Awesome,” he says. “Now that we’ve gotten those first orgasms out of the way, maybe we can get to know each other a little.”

  Over the next hour, I learn that Kal—Kal Westin is his name—is a senior majoring in Business Administration. Even smarter than he is handsome, and he’s handsome as all fuck. He’s a linebacker on the Oak Ridge Bears football team, or at least he was until they played their final game a week ago. “I’m now officially an ex-jock.” And he’s an only child who grew up in nearby Hillsborough, only an hour away.

  I tell him about me, too, letting him know I’m a lowly sophomore Communications major and that I’m from upstate New York, where my parents and two little sisters still live. I don’t have to tell him I’m a virgin, because we’ve already covered that, but he lets me know he’s curious about it.

  “So how is it that a drop-dead gorgeous girl like you is still a virgin? Is religion involved?”

  “No, nothing like that. I honestly just wanted to wait until I found someone special enough so that I’d remember him years later.”

  “And in your drunken state, you thought I was that guy?”

  Should I be honest? I guess I have nothing to lose.

  “I didn’t drink that much.” I hesitate, then add, “I’m positive you’re the right guy, Kal. Can we get together tomorrow night? I’m tired of waiting for this and now that I’ve met you, I’m excited about it.”

  His smile this time is bittersweet. “I’m leaving with the fam in the morning to spend the holidays with my grandparents.”

  “So I guess we’ll have to wait until next semester.”

  Kal sighs. “Yeah. Maybe it’s for the best, though, ‘cause it’ll give us time to get to know each other better, even if it’s via Snapchat. But to be totally honest, the thought of fucking you is going to drive me absolutely crazy every day until then.”

  I want to tell him how amazing I think he is, and how the thought of having sex with him is already driving me crazy and has been since the moment he walked through the front door of the Mi Alpha Alpha house.

  But before I can say anything, he wraps me up in a big hug, our naked bodies pressed to one another. He passionately puts his lips against mine, our tongues meeting again in an attempt to do what our other parts can’t just yet.

  By the time he leaves my room an hour later, I’ve learned even more about Kal.

  Specifically, I learned that he’s capable of having and giving multiple orgasms, and that he’s as excited about the idea of taking my virginity as I am about giving it to him.

  Chapter 2

  Kal

  January

  Something tells me this will be worth waiting for.

  She—Dani—will be worth waiting for.

  I’ve had a hard-on about half the time since the night we met at the Mi Alpha Alpha house. How could I help it? I get excited every time I think of that amazing body, with its sexy belly, luscious tits that are not too big, and dead-on perfect ass. Not to mention the long straight blonde hair, the pale green eyes. Those eyes are mesmerizing; I wouldn’t have thought a color like that even existed in nature.

  I don’t know if other guys get boners just by thinking about a chick’s eyes, but I definitely do when I think of Dani’s.

  Tonight’s the night when we’ll finally hook up, a month after we met. We’ve been in other’s heads constantly over the break, Snapchatting every day and Face-Timing at night. It’s great that we were forced to wait, because we’ve grown that much closer since then.

  That being said, I am dying to fuck this girl. I’ve never wanted to sink my dick into someone as badly as I do now as I walk up the sidewalk in front of the Mi Alpha Alpha house. Dani and I are going out for dinner, and we’ve already established that we’ll be going back to my place afterward.

  We’ve both been eagerly anticipating this night, and the fact that we haven’t seen each other in person for a month has that desire honed to a sharp edge.

  I ring the doorbell and wait, and a second later it swings open and I’m facing no less than five girls, none of whom is my date.

  “Kal! Come on in,” says the one I remember as Stacy. The others introduce themselves as Lola, Marissa, Jeannie and Katie.

  It dawns on me that I’m being vetted. These girls are making sure I’m good enough for Dani. Sure enough, I get peppered with question after question for ten minutes.

  Finally, Stacy says, “Okay, girls, that’s enough. We don’t want to chase him away. Go tell Dani her date is here.”

  When Dani comes around the corner, I suck in a breath. She’s wearing a short red dress that hugs every curve of her body, with a plunging neckline to show off some mouth-watering cleavage. Red spike heels complete the look. If you do a web search for the phrase “fuck-me outfit,” you’ll probably find images of one exactly like this.

  Great, that means we’re both still on the same page regarding tonight’s agenda.

  I watch as she walks towards me, unable to suppress a giant smile. When she finally reaches me, I wrap her up in a big hug. Damn, I have missed this girl.

  “I hope you guys weren’t too tough on poor Kal,” she says as she slides next to me, under my arm.

  “We went easy on him because he was such a good Santa,” Marissa says.

  “Oh my God!” Cadence suddenly blurts out. “Oh my God! Oh my God!”

  Everyone stares at her like she’s crazy, which she very well might be.

  “Look at them together!” she says. “He’s so tall and big, with dark hair. She’s short and thin with long blonde hair! Don’t you see it? Kal and Dani?”

  “Cadence, what are you babbling about?” Stacy asks.

  “They’re Game of Thrones characters! Khal Drogo and Daenerys Targaryen—Kal and Dani. It’s perfect!”

  All five girls stare at us, then simultaneously burst into laughter.

  Then Dani looks up at me with those pale green eyes and I know we need to get out of there as soon as possible, before I get a hard-on. “Well, Khal Drogo and Daenerys Targaryen have reservations for dinner, so we really should be going.”

  They’re still giggling as we step outside.

  “Game of Thrones?” I say to Dani. “Wasn’t that couple pretty hot?”

  “Very hot,” Dani says with a twinkle in her eyes. “Everyone thinks so.”

  Once we’re in my car, I say, “We need to hurry. The reservation is in five minutes.”

  “Kal, I have a better idea.”

  I love the tone of her voice, a mix of excitement and impatience.

  “Tell me.”

  “Let’s go to your place now. We can have Uber Eats bring us dinner later.”

  I didn’t get to my senior year in college by being stupid. I hang a U-turn out of my parking spot and speed towards my house.

  There’s no vetting committee at my house. I share the place with three other guys. Four bedrooms and four dudes. It would be the perfect ar
rangement if we didn’t all share a bathroom. It’s a two-story place with the living areas downstairs and the bedrooms and bathroom upstairs. I’ve had a great time in this house but can’t wait to have a place of my own.

  I escort Dani up the stairs and down the long hallway to my room at the very end. Stopping at the door, I slide my hands around her waist and look down into those amazing eyes.

  “You ready for this?”

  “I’ve been ready since the moment you stepped into my bedroom. I’m yours, Kal. Take me.”

  I force myself to go slow, despite the hard-on I’ve had since we walked up the stairs. This is her first time, I keep reminding myself. Make it memorable.

  Luckily, there’s no need for a condom. We’ve already discussed this in advance. Dani’s on the pill and we’re both clean as a whistle. She’s already said she loves the idea of me coming inside of her on our first time together.

  I spend a solid twenty minutes undressing her and playing with her body, building the excitement as much as possible. When I simply can’t stand it any longer, I ease between her legs and take my cock in my hand, sliding it over her wet pussy to her clit several times until the head is shiny with her juices.

  Then I place a hand on her cheek and make sure we’re staring into each other’s eyes as I slowly ease into her, filling her up. She winces slightly as I push my way through the resistance, then she relaxes.

  “You okay?” I ask.

  “More than okay.”

  We slowly work up to a steady rhythm. I’m holding back because it’s her first time, but this little vixen is really getting into it, her body writhing and her hips moving to meet mine on every thrust. Holy shit, if she’s this good on her first time, I can’t imagine how she’ll be once she knows what she’s doing.

  “Harder,” she moans. “I’m close.”

  I give the lady what she wants, still holding back a little. When her moaning gets more insistent, I realize I’m not going to be able to hold off. I pride myself on always being in control when I’m fucking, but this girl—this amazing girl!—is so aggressively chasing her own orgasm that I’m about to lose it.

  Dani locks her legs tightly around my hips and moans loudly as she starts to come. That’s it for me; I groan as I erupt inside of her, pouring stream after stream of hot cum into her sweet little pussy.

  After we’re done, we remain locked together.

  When I catch my breath, I look into her eyes and say, “That never happens.”

  “What never happens?”

  “We came together, at the same exact time. Do you have any idea how rare that is? And this was our first time together.”

  Dani smiles at me. “Are you saying we make a good couple?”

  “Apparently, we make a great couple. But…”

  “But what?”

  “But to know for sure, we’re going to have to try it a few more times.”

  By the time an impolite ray of sun slips through the blinds to hit me square in the face and wake me up, we’ve proven it was no fluke. Our sexual chemistry is off the charts, and this was easily the best time I’ve ever had in bed with a woman.

  As I look at Dani sleeping next to me, I know I’m going to have to be careful. We’ve barely spent any time together, but something tells me this girl is…

  What’s the word I’m looking for?

  Different. No, special.

  Unique.

  There’s absolutely nothing about Dani I don’t like.

  And there’s a whole lot I like very, very much.

  Chapter 3

  Dani

  February

  When I first met Kal, I was hoping only to lose my virginity to him. I wanted to be able to remember the absurdly hot guy who took my innocence and introduced me to the world of sex.

  Instead, I got so much more.

  My pussy is repeatedly invaded by his big hard-on as my orgasm slowly builds. I’m on top of him, my damp hair matted to my forehead and the rest hanging down into his face.

  From the very first time I had Kal inside of me, I knew I would never get tired of that feeling.

  This time, though, it’s different.

  This time my heart moves.

  I’m looking into those beautiful brown eyes of Kal’s when he says, “Is my baby gonna come hard for me?”

  My baby.

  That’s all it takes. In an instant, I know I’ve fallen deeply in love with this amazing man.

  Of course, I come harder than I ever have before, moaning and thrashing like a total slut. It seems to have an effect on Kal, who groans as he unloads insides of me.

  Well, I sure didn’t see this happening.

  I mean, the coming-at-the-same-time thing is ridiculously common for us. It happens so often that I’ve almost come to expect it, even though I still relish it when it does.

  No, I’m talking about my heart moving.

  That was unexpected.

  “We’re perfect for each other.”

  I’m startled by Kal actually giving voice to that feeling. I’ve thought it before but never wanted to say anything. And here he is just blurting it out.

  “We definitely are in bed,” I respond, trying to play it cool.

  “Not just in bed, Dani. Everywhere else, too.”

  He doesn’t say anything else about it, and I’m too scared to go there myself.

  Not now. Not yet.

  March

  I just blew Kal behind the gym.

  We were taking a short cut between classes and he stopped behind the building and said, “Dani…”

  “What?” I asked, turning around.

  He stood there looking at me with a strange expression. I had no idea what he was thinking.

  “What, Kal? Tell me!”

  He smiled and said, “I adore you.”

  Most girls would respond to a gorgeous man like Kal telling them something like that by replying in kind, right?

  Not me. No, Dani’s brain started spinning like crazy and I didn’t know whether to say anything at all. Without a word, I pulled him off the trail to a little area next to the creek. I checked to make sure the surrounding foliage provided enough privacy, then I dropped to my knees and undid his pants as quickly as I could.

  He seemed surprised but didn’t object. No surprise there, right? He’s a guy, after all.

  I put every ounce of energy and every bit of my heart and soul into that blowjob. I deep-throated him farther than I ever have, though it’s still my goal to get that entire thing down my throat. I devoured that cock, hungrily sucking until he gave me my warm liquid reward.

  When I finished, he pulled me up and kissed me hard without bothering to pull his pants back up first.

  Now he’s finally taking his mouth off mine as he reaches down to get his jeans. Zipping them up, he asks, “So does that mean you adore me, too?”

  I can still taste his cum as I grin and nod.

  “I do,” I say, knowing I already feel much more than that. “And I have a favor to ask.”

  “Name it.”

  “After we get out of our classes, I want you to bring me back here and return the favor.”

  And he does. An hour later, he’s got me lying on the ground, naked from the waist down and ignoring the cold as his talented tongue brings me to a huge orgasm. When I start moaning, Kal reaches a hand up and covers my mouth, which just makes me come harder and moan louder.

  It’s a miracle nobody heard me and came to investigate.

  April

  I’m beginning to worry now, because Kal will be going to grad school next year, while I still have two years left here. We’ve talked about it, and he said he’s applied to six different MBA programs and isn’t sure at this point where he’ll be. We’ve already decided to spend a month backpacking in France this summer. But then what?

  “I hate the idea of being away from you, though,” he says.

  We’re having lunch at the Lebanese restaurant. It’s Friday, and I’m taking the train to my folks’
place tonight for a weekend visit. I look up at him as I swallow a bite of Fattoush salad.

  “It’s gonna suck.”

  “You’re just going to miss the sex,” I cheekily add.

  “Stop that. I don’t mean just this weekend, I mean while I’m at grad school next year.”

  His tone says he’s serious. I realize his gyro is sitting in his plate and I set my fork down.

  “What do you want me to say, Kal? At this point, you don’t even know where you’ll be next year, only that it won’t be here at Oak Ridge. To be honest, it’s impossible to make plans beyond August. I’m afraid you’ll go away and that’ll be it for us.”

  He reaches across the table to take my hand in his.

  “A guy could commit to a girl like you.”

  What? Did I hear that right?

  “What are you saying?”

  “I don’t know, Dani. I definitely don’t want to see this end.”

  Well, fuck. Now he’s going to make me cry.

  “Are you saying you’re ready to commit? That’s a big step.”

  He runs his hands through this hair. “I think I am, I guess. If you are, I could be, too.”

  We look at each other for a second or two until he realizes the hesitation built into his response. Then he laughs softly and rephrases it.

  “I mean, yeah, I’m ready. I want that. I want you.” His hand tightens around mine. “We can last apart for two years until I get my MBA. You know, visiting each other during holidays and breaks, maybe even all summer long. We can make it work until we’re both out of school.”

  I want to believe him. But there’s a problem.

  This man has never told me that he loves me, yet he’s talking about a commitment. I start to tell him that, but the last thing I want is to make him feel like he has to say those three little words.

  “Think about it while you’re at your parents’, baby. We can talk more about it next week. But I want you to know I think this thing we have is worth protecting.”