Limitless Evolution As a Snake

I do.

And I lose it.

Her throat convulses around the thick head of my cock as the first hot spurt floods her mouth, thick ropes pulsing straight down while she gags and gulps, the wet, obscene sound of her swallowing filling the room. Cum leaks from the corners of her stretched lips, warm and sticky, sliding over her chin in glistening trails that drip onto the rumpled sheets.

My second cock, pressed against her cheek, gets the runoff, streaks of white painting her skin as she nuzzles into it, moaning like she can’t get enough. The sound of her swallowing, the sight of her making a mess of herself just for me, is all it takes to push my tail over the edge. Her tongue flicking out to catch stray drops while the salty-bitter taste coats her tongue and she moans, low and needy, the vibration rippling straight through my shaft.

Every nerve ending from the tip of my tail to my brain is firing at once. The feeling of her mouth, her hands, her cunt spasming around my tail, all of it feeds back into the frenzy. I can’t stop moving, not even when it gets too sensitive, because she won’t let up; she wants more, keeps licking, milking, swallowing, shaking with her own need. It’s obscene, watching her ruin herself just to milk me dry.

At the same time, my tail buries itself one last inch deeper, and she comes apart completely, screaming around my cock, her whole body seizing up, toes curling, hands scrabbling for purchase against my coils and gripping tight enough to almost hurt. Her pussy clamps down on my tail so hard I nearly lose my rhythm.

Her whole body goes rigid, then convulses, and the heat soaking my scales multiplies as she squirts, a hot wet rush that sprays up my coils and makes a mess of everything. The sensation trips my brain, and the next thing I know my other cock, neglected in all the chaos cums again, splattering her neck, chest, and tits in thick, messy streaks. She’s too busy riding her own high to notice at first, but then the sight of it seems to trip something in her head, and she reaches down, scoops a finger through the mess, and brings it to her lips.

She looks up at me, eyes glassy, expression gone stupid with bliss, and licks her fingers with obscene satisfaction, tongue flicking out in slow, deliberate circles. She cleans up every last drop, savouring the taste, then pops her finger out and sucks her teeth, like she’s still unsatisfied.

She blinks up at me, still riding out the last shivers, and when she finally catches her breath, she looks so wrecked it almost breaks something in my chest. ”Was I good, Master?” Her voice comes out small, wobbly, eyes glassy and half-lidded like she’s begging without even asking straight out, the words dripping with submission.

You were amazing.

I tell her, and I mean it: no games, no bullshit.

I grab the little towel off the nightstand with my tail and wipe her down nice and slow, cleaning the mess off her chest and neck, and she just melts into it, sighing like it’s the best thing that’s happened to her all week. Then I lean down and lick at her nipples again, slow circles with my tongue, and she squirms a little, still sensitive, little gasps slipping out of her.

I let her breathe for a few minutes. Just lay there with her, coils wrapped loose and warm around her body, letting the moment settle. Then I look at her, really look at her, and ask,

Ready for the real thing?

She tilts her head, confused for a second.

I’ve taken your virginity, but can you take mine?

Her whole body goes still. Then her eyes go wide, glassy shock replacing the bliss for just a heartbeat, like she can’t believe what I just said. Her mouth opens, closes, opens again, and finally she nods, fast and earnest, like she’s scared I’ll take the offer back if she hesitates too long.

”Yes, Master, I want to. p-please, use me.”

Huh? Use her, oh my god, did she watch my hentais as well?

I shift my weight, uncoiling from around her slowly, giving her room to lie back properly on the sheets. My first cock, still half-hard from the last round, slides free and I line it up against her swollen pussy, the head just barely kissing her folds, slick from everything that’s already happened. My other cock, rock hard, flops down heavy against her clit, pressing there while I get myself positioned.

She’s already trembling, thighs shaking, and I haven’t even started.

Breathe.

I tell her, voice steady even though inside I’m losing my mind a little, because holy shit this is it, this is actually happening.

I push forward, just the tip, and she gasps, back arching off the mattress. The head sinks in with a wet shlick, her body stretching around me tight and hot, and she lets out this long, broken moan that goes straight to my brain. I push another inch, slow, giving her time, and she claws at the sheets, knuckles white. I pause for a moment only two inches inside her.

You okay?

”Yes- yes, don’t stop, please....”

Another inch.

Shlick.

Her walls grip down around me like they don’t want to let go, and my other cock, still grinding against her clit with every little shift of my hips, twitches on its own, leaking a bit onto her stomach. I catch myself wondering, of all things, which one she likes better, the cock or the tail, and almost laugh at myself for thinking something so stupid in the middle of this.

Inch by inch I sink deeper, and every push in gets a fresh moan out of her, high and desperate, her hips rolling up to meet me even as she’s shaking. The sound of it, wet and slick and messy, fills the room, mixing with her breathing, ragged and fast, and my own low groan when she clenches around me tight enough to make my vision go white for a second.