Miko leaned to pick me up in her claws. She held me cradled to her prodigious bosom like an oversized infant. I nibbled at one of her giant nipples with relish. "Where are the children?" I asked while fondling her.

"They're out in the forest playing," Miko said. She bit my hefty tail in turn to tease me. "Don't worry, I put a tracing spell on them. They will come when they get hungry anyhow," she added with motherly affection. "How did your day go, Drago?"

"Well... I prevented a daylight robbery, and nearly lost my life in the process," I said, and then told Miko about the mugging and my nearly fatal subsequent altercation with the JSDF.

She grew real quiet as she listened and said nothing. Instead, she made a low, savage growl which reverberated from her whole body; I could feel it through her breast I still clutched half-consciously, foreplay forgotten. Miko bared her teeth, and I could swear her eyes literally glowed with rage.

Word of caution: my wife is an utter sweetheart, but she can be extremely dangerous. Provoke her at your own peril.

Then, as suddenly as it happened, the moment passed. Miko calmed down, and set about nibbling my lower body and tail again. I took this as a sign to resume kneading her massive mammaries.

"Did you have sex with the girl you saved?" Miko asked without preamble in conversational tones.

"What!? No! No, I didn't!" I nearly fell off her embrace in astonishment. "Why–"

"Relax, my noble lizzy, I was just teasing you. Though, if you ever decide to have sex with someone else, I wouldn't really mind."

"I desire only you, Miko" I said passionately, looking lovingly at her. I never liked diminutives, but I could listen Miko calling me 'noble lizzy' forever.

"That's good to hear, Drago," she cooed. "Likewise, I'm fond of you and you alone. Always. Polyamory is nice, but duality is superior. Speaking of desire, it's time we have some sex," Miko added with enthusiasm.

"Gladly! I feel like my dick is gonna burst out of my pants any minute now."

"Tee-hee, I feel like ripping them open myself," she giggled. "You know I can always repair it good as new with a spell."

Miko carried me to the back of the shrine temple. The floors here were joined into a single large section, the exterior rising much higher and visibly different in the lantern light. Inside was a spacious bedroom with a semi-transparent ceiling made of hundreds colorful veils. The veils gave the bedroom an airy, open atmosphere, and were enchanted so that rain, wind, and other elements could never enter forcefully.

Miko put me on the bed; although 'bed' could only loosely describe the massive pile of pillows, blankets, and other soft furnishings clumped together at the center of the room. Perhaps 'nest' was a more apt description.

"Ooh, you look so huge," I said, gazing hungrily at her looming figure.

"I know what you mean in particular," Miko said playfully, pressing her giant breasts against my head.

I was sorely tempted to motorboat, but resisted the urge. I've always been quite the pervert, yet this seemed childish even to me. Instead I licked her cleavage, inhaling her scent deeply.

I held my breath and lifted my gaze. Miko was smiling gently. Her amber eyes were lambent against her dark blue outline. Shafts of crescent moonlight fell from the veiled ceiling, bathing her in silvery radiance.

"You are a goddess, Miko," I whispered.

She leaned closer, her broad jaws inches away from my saurian snout. "Worship me then, Drago," she breathed softly.

"My wife, my beautiful Miko, I love you so much..."

Abruptly, I was aware of her claw upon my lap. There was a minute jerk and a sharp tearing noise. Miko discarded the remains of my cargo shorts and stroked my spiky penis. I shuddered, and moaned involuntarily.

"My noble lizzy," Miko said, her large taloned fingers gliding along the length of my shaft. She was enjoying my reaction. "Do you want a quick release, or a slow build-up?"

"Ah, ah, ha-ha, heh, well," I panted, struggling to keep my wits about me. "I think it's good to keep training m-my stamina." I winked, hoping it sounded funny. "So – ah! – let's go the slow route?..."

In response, Miko shifted lower. Her thick tongue slithered from her jaws, and settled between my balls and the base of my malehood. Then she slowly, slowly licked upwards.

Bozhe moi, I felt like I was going to burst.

It took my entire mental discipline to not shoot my load then and there. It was... it was... mou dame! My wife was so devilish, especially in bed...

Miko finished her lick, lifting her head, her slit-pupiled eyes narrowed naughtily. Her wet tongue lolled from her jaws, partly curled. My penis was also thoroughly wet, and not only with saliva. I felt speechless, breathing quickly, despite the countless times I've already had sex with Miko; yet every time was like the first – me ready to blow over before the actual sex part has even started, wondering if this meant I was hopelessly meek or if my wife was that good.

Miko rose, taking off her pointy hat. A trio of triangular ivory horns graced her head, catching the filtered moonlight. Yeah, my wife was horny in more ways than one. And things were about to get hornier. Pointy, too, like my penis, ha-ha! (Ok, ok, I'll stop now.)

She lowered herself again, straddling me. Or rather she knelt, surrounding me on either side with her muscular thighs since she was so huge. I cupped her looming breasts, caressing and squeezing and pawing them with gleeful abandon. They were so perfect; yielding yet firm, plump and supple, their areolas and nipples absolutely engorged. I played with her nipples, and nuzzled and licked and nibbled them, basking in their azure glory.

Then I felt Miko brushing her nethers against the tip of my penis.

Her touch was ever-so-slight, ephemeral and delicate. It made it all the more powerful, nearly wiping all thoughts, leaving me only with incandescent desire for release. I couldn't hold anymore and reached for my shaft, but Miko slapped away my hands.

"Keep your claws at their proper task," she said with an amused growl, "Massaging my mountainous, motherly, milky springs."

"B-but I..." I protested incoherently.

"You haven't even drunk any milk yet," Miko chided. "Be a good husband, and relieve me of some pressure."

I obediently nommed one of her bulky nipples, its flesh straining under pressure and arousal both. Jaws squeezing lightly, and then nourishing liquid gushing forth; warm, sweet, and richly textured. I gulped and swallowed again and again, greedy for the milk's taste and the arousal the act elicited. I switched breasts, wanting to relieve my wife equally, my chivalrous impulses strong even in the midst of having sex.

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Miko brushed her feminine mounds against my shaft again, her vulva sliding over my tip like a drawn-out kiss. I moaned loudly, again rendered nearly senseless; distantly, I noticed she was already wet too. Or was she just smeared with my precursory juices? I tried to look but of course her enormous breasts blocked the view; leaning around wouldn't help. I tried to part them to look between, but they were so heavy and so... so...

Miko growled, noticing my befuddled attempts. "Yes, my noble lizzy, I'm all wet as an axolotl down there," she said, somewhat impatiently.

I looked up, drawn to her voice. Miko returned my gaze, her lurid amber eyes replete with loving affection. I felt losing myself in them, my soul basking in the sea of her spirit's radiance, and (as a natural consequence, perhaps?) my physical tempo flagged; hands halting, taut body relaxing, even my penis–

And then Miko lowered herself fully onto me.

Her formidably endowed nethers enveloped my own, the shock of moist tenderness jolting me back ramrod erect. Her voluminous mounds pressed themselves against my thighs, her engorged clit bulging between, her inner lips smothering my malehood. We hadn't even moved yet, and already I was screaming internally for release. But Miko wasn't done.

She brought around her massive tail, thumping it lightly against my head. I knew what followed: opening my mouth wide, I allowed her to stuff me as much as possible with it.

And then she began pounding away.

I surged as if electrified. It always surprised me: instead of climaxing, the actual fucking somehow lifted me to a higher, more vital state. I grabbed Miko's huge thighs to stabilize myself as she moved vigorously up and down. Each thrust was a fresh wave of ecstasy, timed perfectly with the bodily jolt of her colossal weight coming down onto me.

While Miko rode me, I was engaged in an equally passionate game with her tail. In alternating patterns I was sucking and biting her tail, or getting gagged as it snaked down my maw. Despite its size, Miko's tail moved deftly, as if having its own mind. Inspired, I lifted my own tail and plunged it in Miko's nethers, filling her more thoroughly, and noted triumphantly how she gasped with pleasure.

Pushed thus away from the center stage, my penis bumped her clit, rubbing against yet another kind of tender pleasure. It drove me to frenzy. I raised my claws and squeezed hard at Miko's breasts, her engorged nipples squirting milk everywhere in bodily excitement.

We moaned and growled in unison, our tempo rising. Miko was panting, her hot breath beating upon me in time with her downward thrusts, her tail thrashing around. I clung tightly to her heaving breasts, eyes closed and tasting the nearing release.

We both came.

The climax was like the release of a tidal wave. Seconds passed, small eternities of pure bliss; and then the sensation swiftly evaporated, leaving me with only languor of echoing lust. Next to me, Miko lay down, panting with small mewling sounds. It was cute, and I listened simultaneously proud and endeared.

"You are so beautiful, Miko," I whispered, drinking in her enormous figure in the faint filtered moonlight.

She growled happily, turning to look at me with affection. "As befits a dream wife, yes?"

Her remark was entirely innocent. Yet as she made it, some unknown feeling triggered inside me. It was grim and dismal, vague in notion and startling in quality. But before I could examine it, Miko straddled me again.

She leaned very low this time, nearly smothering me with her bulk. She shifted backward, until our heads were on the same level. She then opened her jaws wide, and nommed my entire head.

Thus engulfed, Miko thoroughly slurped me up. Her large tongue was forked, like a snake's, its twin prongs short and squat. Like a giant candy, Miko groped and lapped my head with her tongue, her teeth resting lightly around my shoulders. When she had her fill, she slowly released me.

We spent the next few minutes kissing each other. Given our reptilian snouts, our 'kisses' were more like nuzzling, rubbing the sides of our jaws against one another, bumping our noses, making minute smooches, or quick licks. It was a more demure act than what came before, yet no less passionate; I nibbled Miko's snout here and there in swift, excited bites, and she too flashed her fangs now and again.

Still pressing me under her considerable weight, Miko shifted yet again, until my newly-hardened shaft was securely lodged between her breasts. I gasped in delight as she began to work my shaft, moving her upper body so her breasts rubbed and squeezed in steady, circular motions. The sensation was different than being enveloped by the tight, delicate flesh of her nethers but it was still very nice, and I had to concentrate to not release prematurely. But I had a countermove.

I focused on my tail, moving it underneath me. It was thick and long enough to reach Miko's nethers. I groped with my tailtip, feeling for her clit. I felt the swollen, fat bulge and began to rub my tail against it. Miko hissed, her whole body going rigid with pleasure. She couldn't endure my teasing for long, and plunged her own tail in her wet folds.

Thus entwined, we rocked against one another, growling and moaning quietly. We stared at each other amidst our brushing bodies, challenging ourselves who would climax first. Soon it turned into a real game, both of us baring our teeth, hissing in each other's faces, tensing against the rising lust. I held fast, determined to work Miko to release first with my tail, furiously trying to ignore the rising fire from my loins stuck in her massive cleavage. She watched me intently, her playful demeanor gone, replaced by an almost predatory intensity.

In that moment, moonlight fell from the large side window, and silvery rays eclipsed Miko's horned head like a halo. The image blazed in my vision. My wife looked so sexy, huge and massive and monstrous, yet gentle and kind and– and–

I lost control, and ejaculated with a startled gasp.

My seed gushed across Miko's breasts, most of it disappearing into the depths of her azure cleavage. She let out a growling laughter at my defeat, and barely a few moments later shuddered with a contented sigh, her amber eyes lidding as she also reached orgasm.

"Do you have the energy for another round before the children arrive?" Miko asked me without pause.

"Depends," I panted, snout buried in her breast. "How much until they are home?"

"Not much. They are already on their way back, according to my spell."

"Gimme a sec..." I hovered in thought, undecided. I was willing to have private time with Miko for a while longer, yet I wasn't sure I could muster the necessary stamina in time. Actually, what were my concerns here?

"I'll err on the side of lewdness," I declared. "I want to fuck you from behind. So what if the children see us this way? It's not like they don't know what we do nearly all the time."

"I'm not concerned about them seeing our lovemaking," Miko said. "It's entirely natural, and some day they will come to do it too. I just want to feed them and give my attention to them in turn," she added with motherly concern.

"Settled then," I said, satisfied. Listening to Miko (seeing as she is a multi-ton daikaiju) fretting over the children gave me quite the arousal. "Time to dock the starship one last time with the space station!"

Miko giggled. "Have fun docking!" she said, and turned around, lying on her knees again.

I rose, stretching, and approached her. Pausing just out of reach, for a few moments I simply admired her absolutely glorious backside. Miko lifted her massive tail, giving me access to her private parts. I stepped forward, and spent another minute lightly smacking her enormous haunches, fascinated by their supple quivering underneath firm, scaled skin. I've done this countless times in the past year, and I felt I could do it over and over again for all eternity.

Truly, Miko was a dream come true.

I took a glance to check my lance (he-he!), saw Drago Junior was beyond ready, and then I plunged straight into my wife.

(In her genitals, not in her asshole. I dislike anal sex, and have little desire to explore it. Doesn't float my boat.)

Miko was too big, so I had to step with one foot on the back of her thigh to get a good position. Once securely into her, I set to work without pause. My movements were quick and excited, and Miko gave off small grunts of pleasure. As I thrust energetically, I kissed and licked and slapped her buttocks and the base of her tail. Despite my fatigue, my lust surged swiftly, and within a minute I was already pounding furiously, foretasting the upcoming climax.

I leaned forward, embracing Miko's lashing tail, hugging it like an enormous serpentine lover. Miko moaned encouragements, her dinosaurian head partly turned toward me. She began to assist me by shifting her hips, amplifying my motions, our breaths becoming ragged. I stared at her face, at her scaled ass, clutched her massive tail, and felt the coming end.

With a strained roar, I climaxed for the third time. I slumped forward onto Miko's ass, my mind swimming in lightheaded bliss. Beneath me, I felt her body relaxing, as she released too, although her reaction was more subtle. We lay so, motionless, both delighting the mingling of our sweaty bodies. I caressed my wife's rump, enjoying the sublime afterglow.

We didn't speak. There was no need. For the moment, the world was perfect, and I was in heaven with my dream wife.

Then the night carried bestial, high-pitched voices: our children had returned home.

Miko rose from her languor, and roared in warm greeting. She nudged me impatiently, and I reluctantly let her go. Yet I needed only a moment to feel my fatherly instincts stir, and then I dashed after Miko outside to greet and hug my numerous children.

Reunited so with my whole family, the incident which nearly took my life earlier today already felt like a distant memory.