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A New Adventure	By : reves_damour Category: +1 through F > Dragon Tales Views: 6636 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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    As Emmy drifted off to sleep, her mind began to wander into the dream world. Her thoughts were happy thoughts. Enrique was there, but her other friends were with her too: There was Max, her brother, and there were Ord, Cassie, and Zak and Wheezie, her three, or is it four, dragon friends. Everyone was in a large pile, cuddling each other. Gravity, breathing, and bones didn't get in the way, but instead it was just one large fuzzy and brightly colored group of snuggly beings. Emmy was hugging Enrique, who was on top of her, but facing towards her feet. The fuzzy fabric covering his crotch was rubbing up against her face, and, reciprocally, his face was being squeezed against her crotch. Cassie was under Emmy, hugging her tightly, with her arms wrapped tightly around Emmy's chest, and her tail was trying to wrap around Emmy's ankles. Ord was on top of everyone, squeezing the whole pile tightly. Max's hands were playing in Emmy's hair.
   Emmy loved her dream. It was like everything was frozen in time. Sure, everyone was squirming around a little, and both Enrique and her were grinding their hips a little, but there was no progression. She felt warm, snug, safe, and above all, loved. All of the touching felt very good on her body. In particular, she liked the touching she was giving and receiving from Enrique. His crotch, which was pressed against her face, smelled very good. It had the smell of freshly laundered clothing, but it also had another, uniquely human smell to it. Emmy wanted more of it, and she decided to see what Enrique tasted like. She opened her mouth and placed it around Enrique's bulge, getting a firm grasp on the denim with her lips, and tickling the fabric with her tongue. She could feel the warmth radiating through his clothes. Enrique's grinding was much more pleasureable now that the apex of his thrusts was in her mouth. Emmy then dreamed a very naughty thought: What if there wasn't this fabric in the way. She would then be able to taste Enrique's tender skin directly. What would it taste like. Even in her dreams, Emmy was still embarassed that she was having these thoughts - but she really wanted to know what he was like underneath his cute outfit.
   Before being able to think of any fantasies involving opening Enrique's pants, Emmy's mind wandered to her own crotch. It was tightly ensconced in her built-in underwear, which itself was covered by her thick, fuzzy, and snug jumper. Enrique was rubbing his face in this area, pleasuring Emmy quite a bit. Like Emmy, he too decided to use his mouth. At first he bit into the jumper, trying to taste and probe it. He could taste a faint residue of fabric softener and he could smell both the fresh clothes and the smells coming from her private area, but he wanted more. He reached his arms around Emmy's jumper-covered rear and pushed his face hard into her crotch. He then started pushing with his tongue, feeling the underwear through the jumper and the plump object he was after through both pieces of clothing.
   Cassie was also helping Emmy out. Her arms were rubbing the jumper covering Emmy's chest in slow, lazy circles. Emmy didn't feel anything too weird, but being touched anywhere felt good right now. She especially liked feeling Cassie's claws pushing into her jumper and against her ribcage. It probably would have hurt had she been naked, but the clothes distributed the force such that it was a perfect balance between too sharp and too dull. Cassie then started moving her tail up Emmy's legs. The tail was curved into a U-shape, with the tip being between Emmy's knees. Cassie rubbed the inside of Emmy's legs with her tail, slowly making her way upwards into the jumper. The tip of the tail soon abutted against the smooth and snug fabric covering her vagina, and Cassie could feel the shape of the organ through the taught fabric. She was pushing the tip of her tail against the vagina, trying to get penetration despite the clothing in the way and pushing Enrique just a tiny bit out of the way (he still had his face mostly in her crotch). The tail only went in about five centimeters, with the stretched fabric wrapped around it a little like a condom. Emmy felt really good. The fuzzy fabric tickled and massaged the inside of her vagina as Cassie kept pushing and relaxing her tail. If only this fabric wasn't in the way, Cassie surely could go in deeper, and it would feel much better.
   Emmy, Enrique, and Cassie all felt like ripping off both layers of blue fabric that were covering the two kids' privates, but in this lazy stasis of a dream that Emmy was in, nothing was gonna happen soon. Everyone was just enjoying the moment, and it felt like it was never going to end. Emmy didn't want it to end. She wouldn't let it end.
    Meanwhile, Enrique was dreaming too. Naturally, his mind was all over Emmy. In his dream, they were trapped in a cave near the peak of Snowy Summit. Emmy was wearing her pink snow suit, which was a one-piece combination of jacket and pants. It was a good two or three centimetres thick and very warm and fluffy. Enrique was wearing an equally thick green snow jacket and dark grey snow pants. He had a dark red knit hat on, of the kind that could very well have had a pom-pom on top. Emmy had the hood of her snowsuit.
   Despite this, they were cold and the cave was dark, as only a little light managed to make its way through the snow that was trapping them inside. They were both sitting against an ice wall and shivering. Enrique took Emmy and pulled her onto his lap so that she was sitting on him as if he was a chair. Rationally, this was to help her warm up, but lust was guiding his thoughts. He moved his hands slowly over Emmy's body, feeling and looking at all her cute features. She looked so plump and hugable in her snow suit. She felt good to the touch too, feeling the smooth texture as his hands slid across the synthetic material. He felt the zipper in the front that held the suit closed, and made sure it was all the way zipped, so that she wouldn't get cold.
   He then wrapped his arms around Emmy's chest, his hands holding her tightly against him, and he pushed his face up against the hood covering her head. He then decided that moving would help him stay warm too, so he did the only thing that his lust would let him do; he started to grind up against Emmy's rear end and to vigorously rub the chest of Emmy's snowsuit with his arms while rubbing his legs against Emmy's. Emmy moaned from the sudden rush of pleasure. This time Enrique knew what the moaning meant, and he rubbed more vigorously in response.
   Emmy wanted to start moving her body too, which she couldn't do well in her current position, so she turned herself around, so that she was kneeling, with her knees between Enrique's legs and her body pressed against his, doing this carefully so as to not interrupt her friend.
   Enrique and Emmy were well warmed up by now and starting to get a little winded, so Enrique let himself slowly slide into a lying-down position while letting Emmy lie on top of him. Emmy was now returning the favour, and vigorously grinding against him and rubbing him with all four of her limbs. Soon enough she was sweating and Enrique noticed her face starting to become a little red instead of the pale blue that it had been before.
   Enrique felt quite giddy inside, because this was the perfect excuse to experiment with taking off her clothes. First to go was the hood, which only took one good push of Enrique's hands. She had a mild case of hat hair, but to Enrique her black ponytailed locks were beautiful. He was able to smell her hair, which only had a faint smell of scalp - apparently Emmy left her hair natural just like he did. Enrique was tempted to play with her hair, but his eyes moved down and spotted the zipper that was holding her snow suit snugly around her body. He didn't want to interrupt the moment, so he asked Emmy for permission by grabbing the zipper with his left hand and jiggling it a little, which didn't unzip anything but let her know by touch what he wanted to do. Emmy slowed down a bit and deepened her smile, and Enrique felt that he had her permission. He then grabbed the collar of the snow suit next to the zipper with his right hand, and Emmy kept smiling. "Last chance; are you sure you want to do this?" thought Enrique to himself, pulling the zipper down a few millimeters. All Emmy did was give him a quick kiss on the lips, so Enrique pushed his left hand down and his right hand up, causing the zipper to come undone in one long hissing motion.
   Inside the snow suit, Enrique was able to see that Emmy was wearing her usual red t-shirt and blue jumper. Emmy stood up for a moment and let Enrique slip the suit off her shoulders and then down into a crumpled pile on the floor. She then lay back down on Enrique and resumed her actions.
   Enrique now wanted to get out of his clothes, and since it was his dream, Emmy telepathically knew what to do. First he needed to get off the cold, snowy ground, so the cave became a regular cave with a rock floor instead of the snow cave that they were in. Emmy then started kissing Enrique's face, slowly working up towards the rim of his hat. She used her nose to push off the hat, which then lay crumped on the floor behind Enrique. "Let's get you out of these hot clothes." Emmy whispered to him, to which Enrique spread himself out like he was going to make a snow angel.
    Enrique then French kissed Emmy while her hands went to work. Soon Enrique heard a hissing sound, and he could feel his chest and then his stomach get looser and his fluffy jacket came open. Emmy then pulled his arms against his hips and carefully slid Enrique backwards a few feet, helping him to slide out of his jacket. The bright yellow t-shirt looked so cute on Enrique, especially since they were in an otherwise dark and gloomy cave. Enrique was busy with his tongue inside of Emmy's mouth, but he was able to notice his jacket falling off, especially how the cold air was able to start taking away some of his excess body heat. Emmy then looked at Enrique and thought how handsome he looked. This made Enrique feel warm inside, since it was his dream and he could feel her thoughts telepathically. Emmy then focused on his pants. She got off of him, breaking the kiss, and told him to stand up for a moment.
   Enrique was happy but nervous. He knew that Emmy intended to take off all three layers of clothing in one big pull, and he had never shown his privates to a girl before. Still, he really wanted Emmy to touch him directly, and he got up and stood in front of Emmy. He was staring at her lover, trying to take his mind off his pants by staring at her cute body. Every color on her looked delicious - her black hair, her tan face, her red shirt, her blue jumper. Emmy knelt down and grabbed the button on his snow pants and pulled on it. There was a pop as the snap button came open, followed by a short hiss as the fly failed. With the snow pants still hanging onto his hips, Emmy put one hand around his jeans button and the other hand on the fabric that the button went through, ready to let this next layer open. Emmy could feel Enrique shaking a little through the jeans; he was really nervous.
   Emmy had an idea just then. She left the button alone, and instead dove her hand deep into his jeans, sliding them on the outside of his tighty-whities. Enrique liked this, as he realized that he was just afraid of being seen, not touched. The pleasure quickly erased any remaining doubts and she tenderly caressed his bulge. Pretty soon he was getting awfully eager, and he told Emmy to go deeper. Emmy then pulled her hand up and then pushed back in, this time going into the underwear, wrapping her fingers around his stiff shaft. It felt as good as he imagined it would. Without clothing to dull the feeling, he could feel every little movement that Emmy did. He then felt that same feeling he had felt earlier - the pressure was building and he felt like he had to pee again. Emmy noticed this, and used her free hand to rip down his snow pants a few decimeters and snugly, almost violently, started clawing and grabbing at the seat of Enrique's jeans.
   This pushed him over the edge. He closed his eyes as he enjoyed every moment of his orgasm, which only remained a dry dream on account of his age. As he came down off of his high, he cuddled up with Emmy and went to sleep, happily ending his dream.
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