Limitless Evolution As a Snake

I force myself back into motion, sliding lower, tongue finding her folds properly this time. She’s soaked, warm, perfect, and I lap up every drop like I’ve been starving for it. I press my tongue between her lips, tasting deep, then start working my way inside her, forked tip splitting and pressing in from two angles at once. I lap at her like a man who spent thirty-five years reading about this and finally gets to sit the practical exam.

She squeals, hips jerking away.

"Don’t do that, it’s dirty!"

You taste like you’ve been waiting for me your whole life, and I’m not stopping.

I mumble against her, and keep going.

My cocks shift upward, seeking her mouth, and one of them misjudges the distance entirely and taps her cheek. A soft, dumb little pat.

She gasps.

That one’s got no manners. Ignore him; he’s the stupid twin.

A sound breaks out of her that’s half moan, half laugh, and it might be the best thing I’ve ever heard. Better than the taste of her.

The other one finds her lips and slides between them, and I can’t help myself from hissing low and ragged.

Careful of the teeth, love. He’s fond of you, but he’s fragile.

She mumbles something back around the length of me, barely words at all, just the shape of yes master pressed out between her lips, and it goes straight through me like a livewire.

My tongue keeps working her, deep, slow, drinking her in, tail rolling over her clit in tight little circles, and I swear I’m doing about three jobs at once here and none of them properly. Tongue in her pussy, tail on her clit, cocks in her mouth, all of it happening at the same time and none of it easy to keep straight in my head.

She doesn’t seem to mind. She’s shaking, one hand fisted white-knuckled in the sheets, the other pressed flat over her own belly like she’s trying to hold something in.

Worth it though. Completely, stupidly worth it.

She’s drenched, heat radiating from her cunt, and I suck greedily at her juices, lapping them up like a man starved. Fuck, the submission in her is electrocuting my spine; my balls keep tightening.

"Master yo-u," she gasps around him, breath breaking, "are horrifyingly good at this for a- for a-" She loses the word.

Snake, she means snake, fair, she doesn’t know how much hentai I’ve watched.

I pull my tongue out of her, slow, and she whines at the loss, hips still twitching like she wants me back. But I got other plans now. I move up her body, watching her face as she blinks down at me, dazed, lips wrapped around my cock like she can’t bear to let it go for even a second.

She’s fucking herself on it now, head bobbing, cheeks hollowed, little wet noises coming out of her with every push. Sloppy, desperate sounds, spit running down her chin, her tongue doing something filthy on the underside that makes my whole body lock up for a second.

Good girl. Keep going just like that.

My tail moves down while she’s busy, finds the wet mess between her legs, and I nudge the tip against her entrance. She’s so slick, so open, that it slides in an inch without any resistance at all, just heat closing around me.

She freezes around my cock, eyes flying wide.

I push another inch in, slow, feeling her walls grip down tight around the width of me, twitching, squeezing like she doesn’t know whether to pull away or pull me deeper.

She chooses deeper. Her hips roll down onto my tail on their own, like her body’s making decisions her brain hasn’t signed off on yet, and the moan she lets out around my cock vibrates straight up through me.

Another inch. She’s so tight it’s almost stupid, muscle clenching down like she’s trying to strangle something that isn’t even trying to hurt her. I feel resistance, thin, right there at the edge of where I’ve gone, and I pause.

She pulls off my cock just long enough to gasp out,

"Please," voice wrecked, eyes wet, "please, master, I want-"

That’s all I need. I push through, gentle but steady, and feel the give of it, the thin barrier breaking around my tail. She cries out, back arching off the bed, and I catch the small stain of red mixing into the mess already soaking the sheets.

Are you ok? Do you still want to continue?

I go still, buried maybe four inches deep, giving her time.

She nods fast, breathless, tears streaking down her face but mixed in with something that’s definitely not pain anymore. "Don’t stop, don’t you dare stop-"

So I don’t. I start moving, slow at first, four inches in and out, tail flexing and pumping into her tight little hole while her mouth finds my cock again like she can’t stand to not have something in it. The sounds she makes now are unreal, high desperate moans muffled around my length, her tongue working overtime, sloppy and wild, and every squeeze of her pussy around my tail sends a jolt straight up my spine.

The wet slap of my tail fucking into her fills the room, mixed with her muffled cries and the obscene noise of her mouth working my cock, spit and precum smearing everywhere.

Schlck, Schlck, Schlck.

My tail goes in and out.

My other cock, forgotten for a second, bumps against her cheek, twitching, desperate for attention it isn’t getting.

I’m not going to last. Everything in me is drawing tight, coiling up like a spring about to snap, and she must feel it too because she doubles down, sucking harder, tongue flat against the underside, humming around me like she’s begging me to finish.

Her tongue presses flat against the underside, massaging every ridge and vein on the way in. She moans, the sound vibrating through my cock all the way to the root, and her free hand comes up to stroke the second shaft, finally giving it the attention it’s been begging for. Her grip is clumsy, too wide, but the slickness of her palm and the enthusiasm make up for any lack of skill.