Limitless Evolution As a Snake

Her head snaps back, throat exposed, horns catching the lamp light. Her tits are still bouncing but slower now, jerking with the aftershocks instead of the rhythm. Her toes curl against the sheets on either side of my hips. I watch her hand curl into a fist, nails crunching into her palm hard enough that I swear I hear the crack of it.

"MATT!"

My name rips out of her, raw and loud enough that I flinch, and then she just drops.

All the control, all that slow, deliberate torture, gone in an instant. She slams the rest of the way down, bottoming out balls deep, and I feel every inch of both cocks buried to the hilt inside her in one brutal stroke.

Shlick.

Her cunt spasms around me like a fist clenching over and over, milking me from base to tip, and she’s screaming, not words anymore, just sound, just pure unfiltered noise ripped straight out of her chest.

"Oh fuck- oh FUCK-" I choke out, hips bucking up into her without permission, because there’s no way in hell my body’s letting this go unanswered.

Cherry collapses forward onto my chest, shuddering, her whole body twitching with the last of it. Her breath comes in short little hiccups against my neck, hot and wet. I can feel her heartbeat slamming through her skin, matching mine beat for beat.

"Fuck," she mumbles, muffled against my scales. "That wasn’t supposed to happen yet."

I don’t get a chance to answer. A little trickle of warmth leaks out where we’re joined. Blood. She was a virgin. And yeah, I just broke that.

There’s no holding back after that, not after what she just did. Her body squeezes every inch of me like she was born for it. My hips buck on their own. I’m done.

I cum. Hard, spurting deep inside her in thick pulses that make my whole tail twitch and curl against the sheets.

Cherry’s back arches as she gets hit with a cattle prod to the spine, another spasm rolling through her, and when she lifts her head to look at me, her eyes are glazed over in that full obsessed look, pupils blown wide, the light glinting off her horns.

"Yes," she breathes, voice cracked and wrecked. "Give me all of it, Matt. Fill me up."

Okay, sure. Whatever you say, crazy girl.

Her pussy keeps clenching around me in these greedy little pulses, milking me for everything I’ve got, and it feels so damn good I almost just let her win.

Almost.

But I’m not done. No way am I letting a pocket-sized succubus think she’s in charge of this.

"You good?" I ask, brushing her hair back from her face.

She nods, dazed, chest heaving.

That’s all I need. I wrap an arm around her waist and flip her gently but fast, laying her out on her back on the sheets while staying buried inside her the whole time. She barely has time to gasp before I start moving.

I pound into her, slow at first, then harder, my hips slapping against her ass with a wet smack every time I bottom out.

"H-Haaah- Ma-t-"

I pull back almost all the way, watching her face twist, and then slam back in.

Shlick.

Cum and her own slick mess splatter out around me with every thrust, the sheets soaked, her thighs shaking.

"Oh my god- Matt-"

My tail slides up her body without me even thinking about it, wrapping around her chest, cupping her tits, squeezing gently in time with my thrusts. I lean down and lick a stripe up her cheek, tasting salt and sweat, and she just loses it completely.

She’s a mess underneath me, moaning nonsense, arms locking around my neck like she’s scared I’ll disappear if she lets go, legs trembling around my waist as I keep hammering into her tight little body over and over.

"You’re insane," I growl against her ear, grinning like an idiot even as my own head starts to go fuzzy from how good this feels.

"Only for you," she gasps back, and screams again as I drive in deep.

Her body keeps shaking, little aftershocks rolling through her like she can’t land back on earth. I give her no mercy, no time to recover. I just slap into her ass over and over, the sound filling the room, her voice breaking into pure noise.

"You’re so tight," I groan, mostly to myself, because holy hell, I did not think a succubus this small could clamp down like a vice grip.

She just answers with another scream, back arching off the sheets, tits bouncing in the grip of my tail every time I bottom out. I squeeze gently, then not so gently, rolling her nipples between the scales, and she practically convulses.

"Matt- Matt- I’m goi-"

"Yeah? Do it. Go again."

I don’t know where the confidence comes from. Some caveman brain override. It works. She shatters right there under me, her whole body locking up, nails digging into my back hard enough to leave marks I’ll feel tomorrow.

Her pussy grips down around both cocks so hard I nearly lose it right then too, but I grit my teeth and keep pounding through it, chasing the feeling, chasing her, dragging her orgasm out longer by not stopping.

"Too much- too much-" she babbles, but her legs just pull me in tighter, ankles locked behind my back like she means the exact opposite of what she’s saying.

"You said you were good," I remind her, breathless, grinning down at her wrecked little face.

"I am- I am good- don’t stop-"

That’s all the green light I need. I drive in deep one more time and just grind there, feeling her squeeze and pulse around me in these long greedy waves, and I lean down and crush my mouth to hers, tongue flicking out to taste the sweat on her lips before I even register doing it.

She kisses back like she’s starving, arms locked around my neck, whole body trembling, and somewhere underneath all that chaos I catch myself thinking this girl is going to actually be the death of me.