Chapter Twenty Three. Ride'm Cowboy

Ride'm Cowboy

The take-off and first few minutes were excruciating. Just imagine what it would feel like to be hung upside down by a body part...especially that body part! Derby wasn't prepared for the experience of having a dragon literally sling him through the air, with what seemed like the "greatest of ease." It was anything but easy for Derby, who fought it until he finally decided to "join" the flight instead of resisting it.

Our aerial acrobat discovered that by grabbing the dragon's body as if he were holding a reptilian rocket attached to his pubic area, the aerondynamics of the pair (technically, they were one entity, except Derby's rocket, previously in his pocket, seemed to be currently in charge) became sleek and fluid.

He actually was enjoying the flight now and Derby found the swooping and climb and plunging again to be exhilirating. As he held on to his red throbbing dragon he found that he could control the maneuvers. Sometimes the dragon seemed to be "at the controls," and sometimes Derby thought he was. Both versions were exciting with the wind at his face and an amazing power extending from his loins.

From high in the sky, through tree limbs and forest canopy Derby was able to see the clearing below where Umpa and Jeninqua were looking up at the flying circus act of a man and his...dragon. With the precision of a fighter pilot, Derby delicately finessed the body of the dragon to turn and swoop toward the clearing.

The plunge took his breath away but he had no fear of danger. The man could fly!

As Derby and his dragon swept down into the clearing, he aimed the dragon's head point blank at Jeninqua's spread legs. "Swoosh," and Jeninqua was face to face with Derby with her arms around his waste, held tight against him, with a warm throbbing dragon pulsing in her most sensitive region.

With speed of a falcon and the agility of a cheetah, Derby's red dragon sliced through the dusk night like a dolphin at play in crystal clear waters. Jeninqua and Derby were pressed up against each other like lovers swept away with abandon, both keenly aware of the touch and ramifications of the throbbing beast between her legs.

Derby felt her breath on his cheek and Jeninqua recognized his trembling as if he were a boy on his first virgin adventure.

"Derby," said Jeninqua delicately. "Don't go too fast. Take your time."

The captain pointed the ship skyward, erect and straight. He held Jeninqua at the waist and felt her arch her back. He punched the dragon to lunge at full speed toward the night sky.

He wasn't sure where it would lead but Derby decided he was going to fully explore the test flight.