"I just- I don't know what the hell is their problem. Why does everyone blame our section for everything?" I say.

Elma puts a finger to my lip to shush me. She probably has heard enough of my whining about work.

"You're tense, Nai. I'll heal you." She places her hands on my shoulders and shoves me into the mattress.

""First, I need to know where you hold your tension. Which muscles get tense when you're stressed?"

I blink at the unusual question.

"Uh well, my lower back I suppose." I reply.

She smiles. "Excellent. Well you'll lie on your back the entire time. Relax ok, I'll make you feel better."

She begins unbuttoning my white cotton shirt. She unhooks my bra. Next she slides off my pants and throw the clothes on the floor. Her mouth travels to my lower regions. HEr teeth slides off the bands of my underwear until they're lowered She changes her scales from her usual work clothes to nothing but her naked body, tail and horn exposed. The air feels so thick with our combined lust.

She presses her fleshy thighs against my vulva. I squirm, almost breathless from the pressure of her thighs against my most sensitive part.

"I have this warm feeling inside of me whenever we press our bodies together like this" Elma says.

Her tongue begins working on my nipple. I feel guilty lying there and letting her do all the work. In the dim light of lamp shade, I notice how her cobalt-blue tail perks up. I grab its semi-pointed tip and rub it between my index and thumb.

"HAHHHuuuhhhhh" Elma cries out.

"Na-Nai...that felt really good. Do-don't stop" she says as she presses two fingers past my tight, slick walls causing me to gasp and writhe beneath her.

Her tail wagged furiously but I held it in place. The tip stood erect and stiff in my grip. I slide my hand up and down its base.

"Ooooh" was all she could say, as she continued working on me. I could feel all of my work-related frustrations dissolving like sugar. The only thing that matters now is the way I clutch to her, writhe against her, quiver beneath her. It was beautiful, addictive. The way she makes me moan her name like it was the only thing keeping me tethered to earth was a type of therapy I would never grow tired of. "So gorgeous," Elma whispers, looking into my lust blown eyes as she pulled her fingers back and hooked them slightly, stroking me shallowly as her fingertips feel around for that spongey, elusive piece of flesh.

She dives into me again and speeds up her pace inside of me- her fingers curl and I cum all around them. She takes her hand out and lick up all of my nectar.

"It's wonderful how our bodies can produce such tasty fluids when we're in heat" Elma comments.

Two fingers travel to my clit. I murmur, as she toys with the spot relentlessly, working her fingers over it in short, precise circular motions.

"Eh-Elma" I say breathless. I don't stop rubbing her tail in my hand.

"That feels so good Nai., she says burying her face in my neck, as I rock my hips incessantly against her fingers.

The tip of her tail brushes my her inner thigh until it was in position right against my vulva. It also leaves a warm, wet trail on its way, since it secretes its own lubricating slime.

I gasp as I realize what was happening. "You're gonna—? With your tail?!" I'm having difficulty speaking the words due to how mind-blowingly lewd we are, but also because of the distractingly wonderful ministrations being lavished on my nipples.

"Only if you want me to," Elma says between licks, but she's pretty sure that I did.

"P-please," i say, my stress already melting away like butter beneath an endless flood of hot maple syrup.

With that approval, Elma begins to nudge her way between my folds, running her tail's tip back and forth along the surface. She revels in every shiver that run through my body, especially the big ones that come with each teasing brush against my taut little button, tucked beneath its clitoral hood.

She strokes and nudges and slips inside of my slick vagina.

Elma's tail is perfectly lubricated, sliding effortlessly along every active nerve in my chasm. It is also wondrously bulbous, pushing my soft and yielding walls out of its way.

It dutifully maneuvered with eerie efficiency directly to my most responsive spots and lingers there exactly the right length of time.

"This is," I start, but I couldn't even finish the thought as the tip of the dragoness's tail teased ever so softly at my deepest depths. I quiver for a minute, the muscles in my back loosening even more, then I try to speak again. "This is amazing…"

"You haven't felt anything yet" she says, her voice is muffled since her tongue is sticking out of her mouth to reach my other breast. She pushes her tail deeper inside of me until it was knocking gently on the final barrier of my cervix. My fingers slides along her clit slowly at first, until I found a rhythm to match her tail's thrusting and Elma's now-involuntary hip movements.

With that five-point attack hitting my tense muscles, nipples, vagina, cervix, and clit, the tension's drifting away. All of my anxiety fades. I feel like I could breathe again which is ironic, considering the position we're in. I don't feel stifled anymore. That frustration, which caused physical pain in my joints, is now subject to the simple and inevitable forces of nature. It had nowhere to go but out.

"Mm yeahhh!" I let loose a near yell. After that, I could no longer form words as the biggest and hardest-hitting orgasm of my life sweeps all conscious thought away. Forests were leveled, towns washed away, and yet it kept coming. I come with renewed vitality.

Elma's no longer in full control of the situation, but she keeps to her task like a dog-sled musher driving her team through a blizzard. She monitors and adjusts the course of my pleasure, but she is actually at its mercy. In fact, she feels its force directly when my vaginal muscles clamp down with surprising power onto her tail.

She moans but pushes through the minor pain and stays on track, working diligently to keep that orgasm rolling for as long as possible.

"Ooooh" she squeaks adorably as she comes.

"Nai, tha-thank you. You made me feel something I never have" Elma says, looking down at me.

"So polite!" I say with a smile.

She removes her remaining ministrations one at a time. First, she withdraws her hand, giving her wrist and fingers a much needed break. Then her tail slides free of my depths, leaving a teasing trail of pleasure all the way out. Finally, her right hand stops its massaging, which had become welcome background noise, like the roar of a distant waterfall.

"I hold back sometimes when we- you know...but embracing you like this and feeling our bodies' warmth is the best feeling in the world. I love you" she says.

I take her hand. "Why do you hold back, my love?"

"Well it's because I'm afraid i might exhaust you since you're a human."

"Nonsense. Am I not keeping up with you enough?" I ask her genuinely.

"No. It's just I'm afraid I might hurt you or do something that will cause you tremendous pain. Hurting you is the last thing I want to do" she says, plating a wet sloppy kiss on lips.

"You can never hurt me. For a dragon, you have a gentle side to you. Are all dragons like that?"

She chuckles.

"I guess not all of them are like you, huh? You're one in a million, then."

She blushes. "How do you feel now?" she saks.

"I think I was in need of relief and I'm glad you realized that."

"Well as your wife, I can tell alot of things about you even if you don't directly say it."

My right hand reaches for the side of her face. I look into her gorgeous round eyes. "I'm thankful for you, babe."