Hands-On Herpetology

Regina wolf-whistled from the pool as Nina slithered beside me. Her serpentine lower half coiled around my poolside seat. The golden scales formed a barrier between us and the others, she pulled up against my side her human half pressed against me. The chair creaked as more of her weight pressed against it.

She cupped the side of my face before leaning in for the kiss. Her tongue shot into my mouth, or wait. Was that tongues? I explored the kiss, tentatively exploring the embrace. No, her tongue was split down the middle. Forked like a snake. I pulled back just enough to speak, “Did I do that?”

She smiled poking out her tongue, the dual tips moving against the other. “Nope, that’s all me.” She darted towards me, running her split tongue from the corner of my mouth across my cheek to my ear. She then whispered, “I’ve been told I’m quite skilled with it.” My body shivered at the thought.

I pulled her in for another kiss, eagerly playing 2-on-1 tonsil hockey. The heat between us grew, our bodies pressed together. My hands brushed against her scales as I plunged lower looking for her ass. My hips ground against the thick pillar of flesh that comprised Nina’s lower half, seeking out my own pleasure.

I so badly wanted more, the promise of her tongue elsewhere burned deep within. Then as if she could read my mind, or did I use the ring? I didn’t mean to, but in the throes of passion it can always get a little hazy. She flicked her tongue against my jaw, a trail blazed down my neck, her saliva sticking to my skin as she plunged lower and lower.

My nipple was enveloped by her mouth, the suction pulled me into her mouth. Her tongue flicked this way, and that way, and both ways. She wasn’t lying about being skilled with her tongue. If it felt this great against my nipples, I shivered at the thought of when she would delve lower.

My mind drifted to Molly, and how she’d look with Nina’s forked tongue. The image nearly brought me to laughter. Molly was fearful of tattoos, she’d never go for a serious body mod like a forked tongue. It was easy to forget that she was over 60, her youthful body was enough to make anyone forget her true age. Until you stare in her eyes, the weight of her experience still evident—

“Uhhh,” I gasped as the suction around my nipple popped free. Her teeth lightly scraped against my skin as she nipped at the sensitive area. My body quivered, her nails **** against my sides as her tongue continued its southbound trek. The split allowed her tongue to encircle the divot of my navel in one fell swoop.

My fingers laced through her hair, as she lightly bit the inside of my thighs. Each touch teasingly brought her closer to my pussy. My head rolled to the side, Regina and Lizzie were watching from the pool’s edge. Nina’s tongue moved in unexpected ways, providing new sensations as each half played against my folds.

Was it really twice the pleasure? Or was it just new and different? It was hard to tell in the moment, due to whatever was happening it all felt so good. Her nails stung as they dug into my thigh, her other digits plunged into my depths, all while her tongue bombarded my clit from all angles. My mind never quite caught up as her tongue flicked across the sensitive nub.

My back arched, the cool breeze sent shivers up my spine as the sweat from my back stuck to the seat. I moaned out, digging my head into the headrest. I pulled Nina’s never ceasing face deeper into my groin. She never stopped as my toes curled and my legs shook around her. She kept her constant **** going strong until I finally slumped limp against the seat.

“I’ll have what she’s having,” Regina called from the water.

Nina gave me another kiss, her chin slick with my own desire. “Sounds like a line is forming,” Nina smiled giving me another peck on the lips. She slithered away, leaving me boneless on the poolside seating.

I watched as Nina joined Regina and Lizzie. The three kissed each other in turn. Nina treated Regina to the same treatment I had just received. After a whisper in her ear, Nina’s legs reformed from the scaly mass. This left Lizzie with the chance to treat our host to a well deserved release.

Feeling somewhat more confident in my ability to walk, I slowly rose to my feet. I headed inside in search of a bathroom. I passed a couple wilting plants in Nina’s window sill. Never one to pass up a plant in need, I stopped. With their relationship to Nina in mind, the ring was able to restore the vibrancy to the poor potted plants.

My thoughts slowly drifted back to Molly. How I wished she could experience all of this with me. The devilish thought crossing my mind. “Wait until you see, actually make that feel, what I have to show you xoxo :-B”

Molly was usually quick to reply so I waited, and sure enough my phone dinged. “I can’t wait. What does ‘:-B’ mean???”

“You’ll see :-B” I responded, quickly followed with, “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

I looked at the mirror in Nina’s bathroom. And with a thought, I watched as my tongue split itself in the same fashion as Nina’s. I smiled running it over my lips. I might have to practice using it before demonstrating my skills for Molly. But I doubt the other ladies will mind being my guinea pigs.