Thread: Deep space Ohs (Sacrah and HotTexasCowboy)

The scent of her grew stronger as she moved away from the wall, and grew even stronger as more of her sweat was uncovered from her stripping to wade into the water. The snake-being's tongue flickered incessantly, locating her in the web of tastes it had come to know in this habitat. As she emerged from the waters, it knew she was very near. The Keeper watched with satisfaction as she entered the water. The chemical bath mixed in the flowing waters was intended to make any females fecund and ready for mating. It seemed to have a quick effect on the biped race, as he scanned her with all the wavelengths he had available to him. He was slightly concerned at the reinvigoration of a protective fold within her mating channel, but it was soon obvious in his analysis that the hymen would prove no serious impediment to his menagerie's powerful lusts. There was a slight rustle in the tree limbs as the snake launched his attack. His body hurled like a missile, his muscular coils straightening, while skin-tight flaps unfurled from each side, catching the air to extend his range with a controlled glide. At the last moment, the flaps receded and he started to curl his body, slamming into the back of the prey. Even as they fell to the ground together, he was curling his length around her limbs, his sleek body gliding along hers, his constrictor muscles entangling her arms and legs in a strong grip. His snout moved along her torso, his tongue now flicking against her skin, seeking the egg chamber to fertilize. On a beast of his size, the forked tongue was easily two inches thick, and each fork was nearly a foot long. It flicked along her flesh like a tickling branch. They found her breasts, the forks splitting so that each explored one apiece. They wrapped around the mounds, probed and tasted, noting the slight growths on the tip of each mound which tasted potentially of milk, but none was there now, and there were no openings for mating here. His head continued to sniff his way up her chest, finding openings at her face. The thin tips of his tongue checked her ears, her nose, and found no taste of eggs. The mouth was larger, perhaps enough for a birth canal, and he combined his forks to push his tongue through her lips and feeltaste within. The taste of saliva and the presence of teeth suggested this was a feeding entrance, and not suitable. Eventually the tongues withdrew and began to explore back down her body. Even as he held her fast, his body length was constantly gliding and recoiling, so that she was never free, but the embrace kept shifting as his length flowed around her. His tongue checked the indentation in her belly, finding it closed off, and descended. The scent was getting very strong now. His coils tightened and forced her legs apart so his tongue could twitch down and explore the two openings it found there. One fork pushed open her tight anal cavity, and probed deep enough to find no ovulating scent At the same time, his other fork pushed into the equally tight vagina. Jackpot! This was clearly the mating entrance. Further down its long body, a tight slit in the snake's body bloated and parted. This section was against her back at the moment, as two hemipenes began to lengthen and push out into the open. At this point, each penis was only about five inches long, but as the snake writhed around her body, coils releasing and being replaced as it shifted to get into mating position, the twin shafts were thickening and growing firmer. At full erection, each would be over fourteen inches long, topped with an almost round ball at the head, half again the diameter of a golf ball, and similar dimpled. Once inserted, the dimples would bloat into short barbs, to ensure the mating would not be interrupted until completed.