Steve groaned

He looked down at the serpentine woman. Her bust was smaller than Kaya’s or Lin’s, but the cleft as she held her breasts together touched him in such wonderful ways. “You are asking me to be paralysed and mated with by a group of lamia?”

Tytha smiled, “You don’t have to be paralysed if you don’t want,” she said before snaking her tongue out to wrap it around his cock.”

“Does Kaya know you want this?” he asked as he thrust between Tytha’s tits.

Tytha engulfed his cock, and quickly jack hammed down his length for several moments before pulling back and rearing up. Steve looked down to see her wet slit slightly open, no more than a thin gash with no visible labia in her flesh. “She may have suggested it,” Tytha said as she pulled Steve closer.

He lined himself up with her slit and, with one hand, guided himself into her, “Oh, you are still so cool,” he moaned as he penetrated her.

Tytha moaned as he pushed into her, “Oh, that feels nice. So?” she leant forward and bit Steve’s shoulder, her sharp fangs hurting in an interesting and stimulating manner.

“So,” he wrapped one arm around her body to pull her closer, “we should set up a time.”

Tytha grabbed him tightly, “This is going to be so much fun,” she moaned as he continued to fuck her.

Steve quickly started to feel a little lightheaded with the heat and steam in the shower. His motions began to become more erratic, and Tytha smiled. “Sit down,” she offered.

Steve happily sat in the shower recess as Tytha gripped him. Once she was settled, she started to use her powerful tail to rise up and drop herself back onto him as she rested her hands on his shoulders.

Steve was grunting in pleasure and felt himself tense. It was as if he was about to cum but somehow wasn’t right. He shook and groaned as he orgasmed, but Tytha’s coils had again wrapped him up and squeezed him to prevent him from cumming in her.

As he came down from his peak, he panted, “I saw white just then.”

Tytha smiled, “I suppose we should stop and finish getting ready. I don’t want you to be too tired to enjoy tonight.”

As she raised herself off of him, the hot air came rushing in over his cock, slick with her juices. He moaned again as the warmth caressed him. “Could you turn the temp down a little,” he panted, unable to stand.

Tytha pushed open the door to the shower and slithered out before leaning back in. She turned the tap down until it was warm instead of hot. Steve’s skin was red from the steaming water as he lay under the shower. “That was incredible,” he complimented her.

Tytha grabbed a nearby towel and started to dry herself. “I’m glad you enjoyed it, and I am looking forward to doing it again.”

Steve reached over his head to the tap and turned the shower off. As he started to his feet, he heard a tell-tale shriek from outside. He knew that sound well. Jan was trying to not scream in orgasm.