Target Practice
(Inspired by https://twitter.com/Mcsweezys/status/1094083463144062976)

“Think you can hit ‘em this time?”

“[i]Haaaaaaaah.[/i]” Frek clenched his fists as he tried to maintain control, but his balls twitched at the mere thought of what was to come. He took quick, shallow breaths, his legs shaking unsteadily beneath him.

Tinara gave her boyfriend’s length a long, wet [i]slurp.[/i] The red dragoness was down on her knees, her round ass sticking out behind her as she playfully sucked on her partner’s steel-hard erection. She eyed his throbbing dick approvingly, licking another bead of pre from the tip. “Damn, you really ARE eager, huh? I guess it has been a while since the last time we tried this…almost five months, right?”

“Six,” the dragon gasped, quivering. He stared longingly down at his girlfriend, his eyes falling to her voluptuous breasts.

“Seriously? Wow. Guess I lost track.” She leaned in to suckle on the head of his cock for another moment, murmuring contentedly before letting it slip from her mouth again with a wet [i]pop[/i]. The busty female grinned up at him, then flicked his left nut sharply with a claw. “We better make this count then, eh?”

The male let out a ragged groan, his claws digging into his palms.

—

Early last year, Frek had made some very, very dumb mistakes. One day on his lunch break, Tinara had caught him getting his balls sucked dry by a coworker — which actually wouldn’t have been a problem, if not for the fact that it was happening every day, and the fact that he hadn’t told her about it, and the fact that the coworker was also his ex-girlfriend. Furious and tearful, Tinara had told him point-blank that she was going to leave him unless he could find a way to control his cock and prove his dedication to her.

Desperate to save his relationship with the female he loved, Frek had made a bold promise: no more orgasms with other dragonesses, ever. In a culture where handjobs were more common than handshakes, it was a serious commitment.

Tinara had considered his offer for a moment, and then demanded even more: no orgasms at ALL. Not for a while, at least. “Not ‘til you can prove that you want me,” she insisted, still hurt. “Not ‘til you can coat my tits with cum just from getting kicked in the balls.”

Chastened, Frek had agreed.

It was nearly two months before Tinara decided to let her boyfriend blow his load again — and even then, she made good on her threat. Literally. The dragoness spent weeks teasing Frek to the very edge of eruption…then commanded him to spread his legs so that she could kick the cum out of him. Despite the nut-crunching agony, the male came like a firehose, drenching the female’s bare legs in sticky strings of pent-up spunk. It was impressive…but as Tinara pointed out, his cumshot had failed to reach her breasts. He had not yet proven his dedication to her. The denial continued.

Frek’s next opportunity was a full three months later. By this time, Tinara had grown more comfortable being sexual with her boyfriend again, and despite his strict orders not to cum, Frek found himself working hard to keep his woman sexually satisfied. Some days the dragoness would sit on his face, her thighs clamped around his head and her tail curled around his twitching, neglected length. Other days she would straddle him, her heavy breasts hanging in his face, grinding her clit against the base of his denied dick until his crotch was slick with her juices. Frek watched the female shudder and moan through dozens of orgasms, his dick drooling all the while.

At other times, Tinara would choose to focus all her attention solely on him. Frek lost count of how many hours he spent with his girlfriend's massive boobs wrapped around his cock. Sometimes she would give him an actual titfuck — taking care not to push him over the edge, of course — but more often she would just press her breasts tight around him and let him pulse and throb, watching the drops of precum dribble down her chest. For Frek, it was one hell of a mindfuck: teased by the very tits that kept him indefinitely blue-balled. He had always been attracted to his girlfriend’s enormous rack, but now he found himself captivated by every bounce and jiggle. Tinara ended each session by squishing his fat testicles together in her claws, seeing if she could squeeze out a few last drops of pre before she let her boyfriend stagger off to recover.

By the time Tinara finally offered to kick another cumshot out of him, Frek was CONVINCED that he would pass her test. The extra month of tease and denial did yield an even larger blast of spunk…but it was still only enough to reach her waist. Tinara gave him a sympathetic frown. Frek groaned in defeat.

After that, Tinara told Frek that it was up to HIM to decide when he thought he had saved up enough spunk for his next attempt. “You let me know when you think you’re ready,” she had purred, tapping her foot against the bottom of his scaly sac.

And so the dragon had grit his teeth and suffered through another 4 months of nutache. Unsurprisingly, getting the cum punted out of your testicles was not a satisfying way to have an orgasm — and thus for Frek, his balls already ached with desire from day 1. By now, the image of Tinara’s tits squished together around his dick had practically been seared into his retinas, and he found his eyes glued to her chest at all times. Thankfully, his show of self-control had really restored Tinara’s faith in him, and the dragoness was more than happy to toy with his dripping cock, or to flatten his ‘nads with an affectionate knee to the groin. The couple would spend hours 69ing, Tinara squealing through orgasm after orgasm as Frek’s cock twitched against her tongue and as his cum-stuffed testicles bulged between her clenched fingers. They were both dedicated to their task, and in an unexpected way, the couple found themselves bonding over their shared goal. Nine months after their big fight, their relationship had never been better — and Frek’s balls had never been bluer.

Sadly, even four months was not enough. Tinara did her best to help, dangling her tits in his face and edging him for hours before slamming a series of bone-shaking kicks into his swollen spunk factories. Frek came with an agonized shriek, and his pent-up load DID shoot further than ever before…but it still only managed to reach her stomach. A single strand of semen hung teasingly from the underside of her left breast, as though to taunt them, but both dragons knew that that was insufficient. Her tits had to be [i]coated[/i]. They had failed yet again.

And so, when Frek finally managed to drag himself off the floor — his swollen balls aching more intensely than he had ever imagined possible — he set himself yet another new goal. Sure, this task was absurd, but it had taken on huge significance. If he tried to quit now, it would resurface all kinds of doubts in Tinara’s mind. If he could just do this one thing for her, then they could put their relationship troubles behind them for good.

And he had cum so close! If 4 months was enough to reach the bottom of her breasts, then 5 would probably be enough to give her tits the coating that she deserved. But maybe 6 months would be safer, to really make sure that he had saved up a big enough load?

Frek shuddered. The idea of going 6 months without an orgasm was intimidating. They weren’t even engaged yet! But on the other hand, the last 9 months of his life had involved only 3 ruined orgasms, each one forcibly booted out of his bloated balls. And if he failed another attempt…well, he might have only one or two ruined orgasms to look forward to in the next entire YEAR. He couldn’t even remember what a real orgasm felt like any more — just that he wanted one more than anything else in the world. 6 months sounded like hell, but wasn’t this already hell?

And so the male had waited and waited, his cock quivering through the seasons as Tinara did her best to tease him senseless. His balls churned all day, every day, and her breasts were his religion. At night, his naked girlfriend would snuggle up against his side, her boobs spilling onto his chest, and his dick would throb and drip with desire until he finally passed out from exhaustion. Frek prayed that 6 months would be enough. It had to be enough.

…Right?

—

“Ywh clsh?”

Frek exhaled shakily. “Wh-what?”

The naked dragoness let his dick slip from her muzzle. A thin strand of saliva and pre stretched from her lips to the tip of his dick. “You close?” she repeated.

“Uh…y-you tell me.” He shuddered as Tinara nuzzled his cock, even that slight touch causing a small surge of pleasure and an equal pang of nutache. “You know my dick better than I do, these days.”

“Ha! I know, I know. I’m just trying to talk dirty.” She winked. “You wanna cum down my throat, baby?”

His dick throbbed against her cheek. “…Yes,” he breathed.

She leaned back onto her heels, hefting her heavy breasts in her claws. “You wanna cum on my tits?”

“YES,” he repeated immediately, louder this time. He stared down at his buxom girlfriend, his eyes halfway glazed over as he pictured her generous chest fully glazed in his spunk. He thought about that mental image for hours every day, and dreamed about it every night. The idea that he might finally fulfill that goal in a few short moments only made him that much harder.

The dragoness eyed his cock knowingly. “Ah, yeah, THAT got you close. Good. Cuz I want that too.” She leaned forwards again, delivering one long, continuous lick from the bottom of his ballsac to the tip of his dick. “But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna make it easy.”

“Of course not,” Frek groaned wearily — then yelped, as Tinara gave his cum-laden nuts a friendly slap.

“Hey,” the female protested. “Be nice to the lady who owns your balls.”

Frek started to stutter out an apology, but his words disintegrated into a throaty moan as the dragoness suddenly swallowed him to the hilt, bobbing up and down on his length a few more times. He could feel the cum rising from his overstuffed testicles, just as it had hundreds of other times over the past six months of edging. Normally, this was about the point where Tinara would stop — or maybe hold him between her breasts for a while until his dick finally slumped over from exhaustion. But today…

Tinara cupped her boyfriend’s ballsac in her claws, casually weighing his swollen pair as she continued to suck his dick. In the past, she had always been able to tell how close Frek was to orgasm by monitoring how tightly his ‘nads pulled up against the base of his cock — but recently, that rule of thumb had required some adjustments. The male’s nuts had grown so heavy with unspent seed that they always dangled at least a little bit, no matter how close she got him to the edge. So instead, she had learned to pay closer attention to his quivering dick, carefully analyzing every little spasm of the thick, needy length. And what better way to pick up on every little spasm than to let him pulse against her tongue?

Judging from the increasingly forceful twitching of his cock, Frek was quickly approaching the point of no return. The dragon was trying to hold back for as long as he could, but it was only a matter of time. He wanted to look down — to enjoy the sight of his gorgeous girlfriend worshiping his iron erection, and to stare at her chest too — but at this point, that was far too risky. Instead he stared up at the ceiling, trying to tune out the lewd slurping noises coming from his crotch.

“T-Tinara…” he warned, voice shaky.

Tinara took the hint…but not before allowing herself one final taste. The dragoness leaned all the way in, swallowing Frek’s length until her nose bumped softly against his groin. She let herself stay there for a moment, sighing dreamily around the dick filling her muzzle, then carefully — carefully — began to pull back. Her boyfriend’s saliva-slicked shaft slowly reemerged into the open air, inch by glistening inch.

“[i]Ohhhhhhhhh.[/i]” The dragon’s balls were boiling, and his dick was like a diamond. As Tinara’s lips dragged across the sensitive head of his cock, he let out a noise that was almost a sob. “Oh [i]gods.[/i]”

“Mmmm.” Tinara let him slip from her mouth, clearly satisfied with herself. She traced a claw across her generous chest, shivering as she teased at a nipple. “Look at me,” she commanded gently.

Hesitantly, Frek looked back down…and moaned immediately, his shaft leaping at the sight. With one hand, Tinara groped her own breast, squeezing it as if to present it to him as a target. With her other hand…well, from this angle it was hard to see, but given that it was buried somewhere between the female’s thighs, Frek had a pretty good idea of what it might be up to. And her mouth…well, her mouth and his cock were separated by only the tiniest bit of space, her warm breath teasing him cruelly with each exhale. His length gave a mighty throb, as though that might be enough to close the gap, but it only succeeded in making Frek’s balls ache even harder.

The dragoness looked back up at him adoringly. She craned her neck forwards, planting a single wet kiss on the tip of his cock.

Frek moaned again, shamelessly. It was the most arousing thing he had ever seen. Deep inside his groin, he felt something click, like taking the safety off a gun.

“FUCK I’m close,” the male barked, trembling as he tried to hold back six months’ worth of semen. His whole body was quivering now, not just his long-denied erection. He couldn’t be more than one touch away from eruption.

“Perfect.” Tinara winked up at him…then finally leaned back from his drooling length for good, allowing it to continue spasming and twitching in the open air. The dragoness climbed back to her feet, biting her lip with nervous excitement.

Frek was rapt as he watched his naked girlfriend rise. For a moment, he couldn’t help but stare at all the womanly bits that he hadn’t been able to see as well from above: Tinara’s well-rounded hips, her powerful thighs, the inviting slit between her legs. But his gaze quickly snapped back upwards to the the female’s impressive rack. He had spent hundreds of hours thinking about her magnificent breasts, and visualizing the tit-glazing orgasm that would finally set him free from his endless blue-balling. Her two heavy orbs looked like targets, her pink areolas like two generous bullseyes.

Tinara took a step back, gauging the distance between herself and the two heavy orbs that were HER targets. She squinted her eyes and raised her right knee, slowly extending her foot until it tapped against the underside of her boyfriend’s beleaguered ballsac.

Frek moaned yet again, in a voice that was pure lust. His knuckles were white, his claws digging into his palms as he strained to keep the floodgates closed. Normally, the thought of Tinara kicking his testicles into his throat would not have been arousing…but in his hyper-aroused state, a bit of ball-fondling was enough to make his cock give another desperate throb. Besides, this was the only way he had been allowed to cum for over a year now. It was hard to deny that some part of his libido had started to associate getting his nuts kicked in with getting to finally blow his load. At this point, he would have let her stomp his ‘nads into into pancakes, as long as she stomped out his spunk in the process. And as long as he could stare at her tits while she did it.

The dragoness wiggled her toes, enjoying the weight of her lover’s spuds for a moment. Frek’s balls had always been on the impressive side, but they had never looked quite so plump and juicy as they did right now. It had taken a lot of work and a lot of patience, but the results spoke for themselves. And now…now it was time to reap the rewards.

Tinara lifted her foot just a little higher, tracing her big toe up the center of her boyfriend’s ballbag. She continued upwards from there, just barely grazing the underside of his shaft, teasing the full length of his denied dick one last time. When she reached the ultra-sensitive spot on the underside of his cocktip, she gave Frek’s raging erection one tiny, gentle tap — then withdrew her foot.

It was enough. “Ohhh [i]gawwwdddsss[/i],” the male cried, his whole body shaking. Deep, deep in his loins, he could feel the tidal wave starting to build, the pent-up spunk in his balls finally boiling over. “Oh fuck, [i]FUCK[/i], I’m gonna cum!!”

Tinara smiled. “Here we go, then.” The dragoness bit her lip, drawing back her long, strong leg. Her bare thigh bulged in preparation, ready to deliver a nut-shattering blow.

Frek stared directly at his girlfriend’s breasts, his eyes filled with desperate determination. “Don’t hold back,” he pleaded.

The dragoness winked. “I never do.”

[i]WHAM.[/i]

And just like that, Frek was lifted up onto his toes, his cum-stuffed orbs crushed against the hard bone of his pelvis. Raw agony ripped through his gut. The dull, deep ache of blue balls was supplanted by the sharp, gut-churning nausea of freshly flattened testicles. A wavering groan rose from his throat, his eyes going slightly unfocused. Ah yes, now he remembered — THIS was what it felt like to get the cum kicked out of you.

The male teetered there for a moment, his jaw slack as his brain tried to process the overload of pain signals coming from his groin. It seemed as though the force of his girlfriend’s punt should have forced the cream straight out of his spunk tanks…and yet, Tinara’s edging was so precise that he still teetered on the precipice. The tidal wave continued to build.

Tinara lowered her leg, watching her boyfriend’s dick closely. She had performed this unique ritual several times now, and she had started to learn what to look for — the tell-tale twitch of a cock about to cum. It seemed like he wasn’t quite there yet. Nodding to herself silently, she drew her leg back again, this time rotating her hips a bit to put even more power behind her kick.

Frek didn’t seem to notice her preparing her next kick — his gaze remained locked on her breasts, entranced by the way they bounced every time she moved. Still, he seemed to have the same thought: clearly another boot to the balls was needed. His mouth moved silently for a moment as he struggled to form words. “A-agai—!”

[i]WHAM.[/i]

Her foot struck home a second time, with a quiet but audible [i]crunch[/i]. Frek’s mind went blank for a moment as his gonads were forced to abandon their usual shape, the overworked orbs compressed down to a tiny fraction of their usual plumpness. Alarm bells went off in the dragon’s head as his body tried to inform him that his reproductive future was in serious danger.

 …and yet still, his cock continued to spasm on the edge of orgasm. This time, the dragon could [i]feel[/i] the thick wad of spunk that was forced out of his testicles, trapped in the base of his cock. It was the closest he had been to an orgasm in six full months.
 
Tinara continued to watch his dick closely. Honestly, at a moment like this, she started to feel like she was denying herself too. It would have been so [i]nice[/i] to feel that hard dick throbbing against her naked body, burning with barely-contained lust. For just a moment, she thought about bending forward in order to make Frek’s task a little easier…but just as quickly, she banished the idea. Cheating would only cheapen her partner’s accomplishment. They had come this far. She wanted to see this through.

Frek continued to stare at her tits, unable to look away from their gentle jiggling. His whole body quivered. “[i]Again,[/i]” he squeaked, even less confidently this time.

His girlfriend was more than happy to oblige.

[i]WHAM.[/i]

Frek willed his legs to stay straight, even as the female’s foot rocketed upwards into his ballbag for a third time. More alarm bells went off in his head. His instincts told him to double over — to protect his aching testicles before Tinara kicked them so hard they burst — but if he wanted to end this nightmare, he needed as much vertical height as he could get. The straighter he stood, the better his odds of drenching his girlfriend’s chest in nut butter. At this point, he was almost willing to lose a nut if it meant he could escape from his eternal nutache.

And he was so close — so [i]fucking[/i] close. His dick twitched angrily, drooling strands of pre onto Tinara’s shin with each brutal low blow. A single touch would have been enough to put him over the edge…but his girlfriend was done playing with his cock. Now she was focused on his balls. The aching, throbbing, scrambled pair of dragon eggs that made him a male.

Tinara could tell that the finish line was in sight. Gritting her teeth — and folding one arm across her massive breasts to hold them steady — she pulled her leg back and unleashed a series of rapid-fire kicks, each one hard enough to make Frek’s teeth rattle in his skull. [i]WHAM-WHAM-WHAM-WHAM-WHAM.[/i] Each time her foot slammed up between his legs, she could feel his fat balls squish between her toes, his dragon-makers totally rearranged by each crushing blow. She could almost hear the gallon of spunk sloshing around inside those swollen cum tanks, straining to escape. His dick pointed straight at her, leaking and throbbing, threatening to go off at any moment.

Frek couldn’t breathe. With each kick, he felt his balls grow a little bit flatter, and his cock grow a little bit harder. He mewled in an off-key falsetto. His vision started to go dark around the edges. With every fiber of his being, he focused on the dragoness’s breasts. With each punishing kick, his two massive orbs bounced — and so did hers, as though her tits and his testicles were somehow magically linked.

His brain was fried. There was nothing else left in the universe except his cum-stuffed, busted balls, and the huge, naked pair of tits that demanded every last drop of their contents.

Tinara would wait no longer. “CUM!” the dragoness demanded, dropping her arm and letting her humongous breasts flop back into place. She hauled her leg back for one last plum-pulping punt, then let it fly with enough force to lift her boyfriend clear off his feet.

[i]WHAM![/i]

“AaaaAAAaaaAA[i]aaaaaaAAAAaAAAAA!![/i]” shrieked the male — and then he fired like a cannon.

[i]SPLAT.[/i] The first blast of dragon batter was so thick and voluminous that it exploded on impact, striking the female’s collarbone and bursting into a thousand tiny droplets. Cum-splatter covered the underside of Tinara’s muzzle, and a good portion of the wall behind her.

The next few shots were no less impressive: massive spurts of pent-up dragon sperm that sprayed wildly in all directions, like someone had finally let the kink out of a garden hose. A volley of semen hit Tinara’s right breast, hard enough to make it jiggle. Another shot arced clean over her shoulder, painting the wall even more white. Yet another struck her hipbone, leaving behind half a pint of sticky spunk that slowly dribbled down the length of her bare thigh. A pool of dragon seed began to form at Tinara’s feet, growing larger with each passing second and with each fresh spurt. Long strings of cum dripped from her naked body, hanging in the air for a moment before falling into the pool with a quiet [i]plop[/i].

How Frek managed to stay standing, he would never know. Sheer determination? It felt like Tinara had kicked his bloated testicles inside-out. Like his only purpose in life was to ache and to cum. Like he was showering her not only in every drop of spunk that he had manufactured over the last 6 months of edging, but in every drop of spunk that his balls would EVER pump out. After so many months of denial, Frek’s orgasm was so intense that his vision went blurry — and yet even as the world faded from view, he could still picture his girlfriend’s voluptuous breasts, perfect in every way.

Tinara just stood back and watched the fireworks, heat flaring between her thighs as she watched her lover’s untouched cock fire again and again and again. Rope after rope of denied dragon seed splattered across her naked body, slowly dripping down her stomach and her legs. She shivered in place as she felt the occasional glob of semen slide down between her legs and across her clit, teasing the sensitive nub before falling into the pool of spunk below. After the many months she had spent edging her partner over and over, this was a VERY satisfying result.

But was it enough?

After about 30 seconds, Frek’s seemingly endless orgasm finally began to taper off. He wasn’t finished cumming, but he no longer erupted like a volcano. Instead, his cock continued to twitch every second or so, spitting out another weak string of pent-up dragon batter. Every third or fourth shot would fire with enough velocity to reach Tinara’s calves, but most of them simply splashed into the wide, sticky puddle at her feet.

“OOHhhohhohhhhhhhh,” croaked the male, still overwhelmed by the flood of conflicting signals shooting through his body. He trembled, his eyes glazed over as he stared into the middle distance. Never had he felt so relieved and so frustrated at the same time. On the one hand, he had just cum so hard that his balls felt physically lighter…which made sense, given that it was the first time they had unloaded any of their contents in half a year. On the other hand, the constant ache of his blue balls had somehow grown even deeper…though it was possible that was because his testicles had just been punted into his skull almost a dozen times.

Of course, this wasn’t the first time that his girlfriend had kicked an orgasm out of him — he had been through this process a couple of times now. If his previous experiences were anything to go by, then it would probably be a week or so before his testicles started to feel “normal” again, instead of feeling like they had just been freshly stomped into pancakes. It was a steep price to pay, but it was worth it for a chance at…

…A chance at freedom! The dazed dragon’s eyes shot open as he remembered his task. He blinked and shook his head, trying to clear the fog from his brain as he looked anxiously to Tinara.

The dragoness was…well, she was almost completely coated in jizz. It looked like someone had accidentally spilled the entire contents of a sperm bank on her. Cum dripped from her chin and her fingertips, down her arms and her legs, still trickling steadily into the pool at her feet. The ruby red scales that covered her body looked almost pink under such a thick layer of white. Her huge right breast was so thoroughly glazed in dragon batter that Frek could barely make out the nipple.

And yet. Somehow — [i]somehow[/i] — in some cruel twist of fate, the female’s left breast remained entirely bare. Every other part of her body was covered, and so was most of the wall behind her…but not the target that he had been aiming for. Tinara’s tit didn’t have a drop of spunk anywhere. Somehow, he had managed to completely miss it.

Frek stared at her naked breast in a mix of confusion and disbelief, as if he wasn’t quite sure what he was seeing…but as soon as he looked up and saw the look of hesitation in Tinara’s eye, his heart plummeted. “B-b-baby,” he began to argue, his eyes wide and pleading, “j-just look at yourself, you’re practically COATED in—”

The dragoness winced, biting her lip. “…I dunno, hon.” She lifted her huge breast in her claws, craning her neck to see if she had somehow missed something, but unlike every other part of her body, her boob remained semen-free. She let her heavy tit drop back into place with a jiggle. “I mean…the deal was that I’d let you start having real orgasms again once you managed to coat my tits. And I mean, you DID manage to coat ONE of them…but…I dunno, you know?”

The male felt like he was going to cry, or scream, or faint, or all three. He had just pumped out far more semen than seemed dragonly possible — several gallons of the stuff, from the look of it — and yet somehow he had missed one of her tits ENTIRELY? But her tits were HUGE! How? How?? HOW?!?!??

His cock gave an ill-timed twitch, drooling one more weak string of scrambled spunk.

Suddenly, Frek had a desperate idea. He forced his body straight, tearing his eyes from his girlfriend’s naked breast and staring her straight in the eye. His gonads dangled defenselessly between his thighs: two swollen, scaly orbs, still stuffed full with even more unspent spunk.

“O-one more kick, babe.”

Tinara blinked in surprise. “What?”

“One more kick!” He tried to ignore the knot of nutpain that sat in his abdomen, sending out intense waves of nausea with even the slightest movement of his damaged dragon-makers. His head spun, and his stomach churned…but he couldn’t give up now! If he could just manage one final spurt — one last blast that sprayed across his girlfriend’s chest — then maybe he could finally be free of this nightmare. He had to try. “I can—…I’m not done yet! I’m still cumming!”

Tinara looked down at the puddle of cum at her feet, then up at Frek’s weakly twitching cock and his angrily swollen ballbag. She tilted her head to one side. “…Are you sure?” she asked skeptically.

“PLEASE, babe,” he begged. The male gazed longingly at the strings of spunk dripping from his girlfriend’s naked body. Sure, his massive cumshot had relieved SOME of the pressure in his blue, blue balls — but he could still feel them churning with pent-up dragon batter, so achingly full that all he could think about was orgasm. And he was [i]so close![/i] SO CLOSE to getting to drain his balls whenever he pleased! He could almost picture Tinara’s tits wrapped around his shaft, and her muzzle wrapped around the tip of his dick, and her eyes half-lidded as she smirked up at him and swallowed every last drop of his thick, thick load… “[i]PLEASE[/i] kick it out!”

Tinara paused, then shrugged, chuckling affectionately. She took one step backwards, narrowing her eyes as she focused once more on her favorite pair of targets. She pulled her right leg back, muscles tensing in preparation for one final [i]coup de grace[/i].

“Well hon, if you’re THAT determined—”

[i]WHUMP![/i]

Frek let out a falsetto shriek as he was lifted several inches into the air, his already-deformed testicles crushed completely beyond recognition. His spunk tanks did the best that they could to escape from the nut-scrambling pressure, but not even that could prevent the clearly audible [i]CRUNCH[/i] of nutmeat being permanently rearranged. The male’s vision went white for a moment, his eyes rolling back into his head.

But Tinara’s ball-breaking punt had the intended effect. With nowhere else to go, any leftover semen that still remained in Frek’s flattened balls was forced out into his thick shaft. His erection throbbed mightily, rearing its head and firing one extra-chunky shotgun blast of dragon seed—

—which splattered thickly across the dragoness’s stomach. Huge globs of cum clung to her scales for a moment before slowly sliding down across her pubic bone and between her thighs, eliciting several more shivers from the aroused female. It was the biggest cumshot Tinara had ever seen — even bigger than Frek’s earlier spurts, which was no small feat. She looked down at her own body, trying to take a mental picture for later reference. It was hard to imagine a more impressive blast of spunk.

But it hadn’t reached her tit.

Frek sunk to his knees with a choked, wounded mewl — half full of grief for the beating that he had just endured, and half full of grief for the many months of denial that now lay ahead of him. That last kick had pushed his testicles to their limits. As he clutched his tortured plums in his claws, it was clear that the two orbs were still intact, but they sure felt like they had just exploded…and he expected that they would continue to feel that way for a very, very long time. He curled forwards around his nearly-shattered ‘nads, his forehead pressed into a puddle of his own wasted seed.

“Aww, dammit. You were close, baby.” Tinara hefted her left tit in her claws, inspecting the underside just to make sure that she hadn’t missed anything, but her breast remained untouched. “I was gonna count it if you hit my underboob again, but uh, I guess that didn’t end up mattering.”

Frek moaned.

“Still though…what a load!” The dragoness dragged a finger across her stomach, marveling at the gooey thickness of her lover’s pent-up, punted-out jizz. Curious, she stuck her finger into her mouth. It tasted like…well, it tasted like pure cum. “I know this must feel awful for you, babe, but for what it’s worth, this is actually…well, it’s really hot! Haha, I kind of don’t want to wash this off!”

The male shuddered at her feet. “Six [i]months[/i],” he squeaked.

Tinara frowned, crouching down beside him and placing a reassuring, cum-coated hand on his shoulder. “I know, I know. But hey, you’re sure to get both of my tits next time, right? September ain’t that long away.” The female paused, counting on her fingers. “Er, sorry, October. Or longer, if you want to be even more safe. But still, I bet the time will fly by!”

Frek trembled. Now that his girlfriend was squatting beside him, her huge breasts were practically in his face: one completely glazed in his nut butter, the other completely dry. The sight was as devastating as it was arousing. Even now, in a moment of total despair, he felt the urge to start sucking on her tits. Maybe it would help to take his mind off the apocalyptic ache in his groin, at least. His length throbbed weakly at the thought.

His girlfriend noticed. She leaned forward, carefully slipping a hand between Frek’s legs. Her heavy breasts hung inches from his muzzle. “And hey — even if you can’t cum, there’s no reason we can’t have LOTS of fun with that nice hard dick of yours…”

The dragon shuddered as he felt her fingers close around his dick, and as his face was suddenly buried in her ample chest. His abused nuts throbbed in protest — and yet his cock responded eagerly, still hungry for the full, satisfying release that it had been denied.

“…Yeah,” he croaked into her chest, his eyes watering. His dick throbbed in her grip. “…Sounds fun.”