by Mark Desires
The words that went ignored died with the touch of her tongue against the erect phallus left my body as rigid stone. The snake-woman uttered not a word as the single stroke ran from the base to the opening, and the motion had been done slowly enough that I could feel as it left a glistening trail of her saliva along the underside that seemed to seep pleasure beneath the surface on contact. Even my lungs seized as the warm bliss that came about from such a simple act churned in my waist.
A low hum of pleasure left from her throat. Perhaps she had become enamored by the raw taste that clung to the shaft, as only a soft breath washing over the head preluded her tongue descending again to lave against the underside once more. This time it curved around the entire width from the base upwards in a spiraling motion as her fingers delicately formed a ring around the crown of ramrod length.
The creeping joy born from her saliva as it bathed the sensitive flesh wherever her tongue slithered over was enough to make it impossible to sit still, my legs rising off the ground the higher she coiled up. At the same time her head descended a little further down as the ring wrapped around the crown pulled at the shaft, causing my hips to move up. The lithe fingers on her other hand pulled down my trousers further after that, exposing the remainder of my groin to the outside.
But that was an afterthought once the majority of the length had been curved around and the forked tip of her tongue met with the opening at the top, the meatus that leaked a clear fluid. The bitter taste of it as they connected caused her entire elongated tongue to squeeze tight, sending a sharp burst of hot pleasure down below the base and into the balls that were now in her view. Sadistically she began playing with the opening further, the rapid flickering of the forked tip against it like a soft and wet brush slapping against the opening. A shuddering breath escaped and I tremored as it rolled through me.
The snake-woman allowed it to continue as the fingers that pulled down my trousers prior now settled themselves beneath my balls. She raised them slightly, sinking her digits further between my legs until the two sacs were in her palm. With a gentle motion she rocked them back and forth, tending to like the priceless treasures that they were to her if the desire for offspring was what drove her to this.
My waist shook as though it were under her thrall, the serpent-like way her tongue moved fogging over my mind as she spiraled the length round and round, over and over again. There was even a light friction as it glided over the saliva trails faster and faster, warming the cool liquid for a sensual touch to the already peaked excitement in the shaft. Between the dual stimulation of her hands and tongue, I was going to lose my mind. “Ahh…”
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