Perhaps a new lamia and a cataur to play with her

Best to keep things simple, you think to yourself. A baby each, no one could complain about that, right?

The time has come, Doe and Linne's bodies are both ready. The children, all of them, are feed and tucked in with Sarannis watching over them. Vellemia would be watching over them too, but she ended up falling asleep while wrapped up in Karalinne's coils. At this rate your third daughter is probably going to grow into a woman who loves giving people hugs.

All in all it's a lovely evening and Doe is twisting her tail from side to side, a sign she's worked herself into a horny mess. Linne is blushing and looking away from you, but she must be horny too since she keeps sneaking looks at you and then turning away again. Yes, both your wives are eager, but neither one is making the first move. You know why too - tonight isn't the first time you've slept with them both but it is the first night that you've aimed to breed them both.

It would make sense to take Linne first, but of course your cataur is so shy she's probably hoping you send Doe over the moon first. And Doe, she's probably expecting you to take care of Linne first, but she doesn't want to say it, she wants you to decide that yourself. To be contrary, and to drive them both wild in different ways, you boldly walk over to Doe. She tries to cover her surprise, but you move quickly and gently take her cheek in your hand. "You're looking gorgeous tonight, almost irresistible."

Doe squirms, but she also leans into your touch. You pull her in for a long kiss and she tries to suck the air out of your lungs. "Linne..." she whispers.

"I just don't want you feeling put out," you tell her, as if she'd said nothing. "I need my sexy lamia to wait tonight. Can you please turn all that love and desire toward Linne for now? I promise I'll make it worthwhile, but our cataur's been waiting years for this moment."

"Of course, of course," Doe says, flustered and almost crying with happiness. She starts shoving you bodily toward Linne. "I was worried you'd actually pick me first. You knucklehead!" She emphasizes that by punching you in the back, between the shoulder blades.

"There's nothing wrong with you..." Linne tries to say, but Doe grabs her and gives her a kiss.

"You're going first, silly," your lamia tells Linne. She starts brushing Linne's hair, smoothing it and twisting it round Linne's ears. "Your my wife. My best friend. My equal. My... love. Of course you get to go first. I've gone first three times."

"But..."

"I can't wait to see the little cataur you make tonight," Doe adds. "So hurry up, go! Show our husband how much you love him."

With Doe's arms wrapped around her torso Linne can't really move anywhere. So the next part is up to you. You take hold of Linne's tail, then move closer to her hindquarters. As you get closer you stroke the fur of her tail and hold it just firmly enough that Linne can't pull it away. With each little pulse and twitch of her tail muscles you can tell she's getting more excited.

You get closer and closer, taking you time so she works herself into a wild frenzy. When you're almost touching her, close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from under her fur, you look down to see her hind legs are wobbling and the toes on her rear paws keep spreading out. You've never seen Linne this worked up. When you slip your shaft into her waiting hole Linne lets out a **** sigh and falls into Doe's arms.

It feels different this time. Sure, you've made love to Linne so many times since your marriage, but this time you're inside her at the right time. Ahead of you, beneath the fur, below her hind-spine, those delicate ovaries of hers have been busy. Woken from slumber they've fashioned one teensy little egg. You dig both hands into the soft fur that covers her tummy, as if to massage her womb. She turns her head, panting, her eyes begging for more.

But you have an idea. "Doe, give me the tip of your tail, please," you say, giving her a devious grin. Doe doesn't know what you're up to, but the end of her long body slides over, running up your side and coiling around your elbow.

Perfect. You take it and place it over Linne's bum, then wrap it around her flank. The very tip, the most sensitive and dexterous part, you press against the underside of Linne's belly with your palm. "I need your help, Doe," you say with a grin, "right under here is our Linne's womb. Can you rub it, for luck?"

Linne gasps and her tail almost dances.

Doe lets out an almost menacing laugh and you feel her tail wriggle beneath your palm. She kisses Linne as you start to slowly, gently make love to your cataur. Then Doe seems to go off the deep end, overwhelmed by her lust. "Right there, huh? You feel that Linne? All John's hot seed is going right there. I want to feel it so bad, I want you to get nice and round. Mmmm, the baby's gonna kick so much - four legs inside that tight belly. Maybe you'll give birth on your twenty third birthday, right? What a fantastic present!"

Through all of this Linne is mewling with pleasure. If it weren't for Doe holding on to Linne's upper torso you're pretty sure she would have fallen backwards onto you.

Doe nibbles on the base of Linne's ears, driving the overstimulated cataur to her first orgasm of the night. Inside, Linne's folds try to milk your shaft, but you manage to hold back. It's her first time being bred, surely this mother to be deserves to cum at least twice.

As if she can read your mind, Doe whispers, "Cum twice for twins, thrice for triplets, my lovely, sexy girl. How else are you going to catch up to me, hmmmm?"

Linne goes back to panting and mewling in pleasure, far too horny to manage words right now. While she can't wrap her legs around you to keep you from pulling out she does wrap her tail around your waist. She doesn't need to, but the warm and fuzzy flesh wrapped around you, almost like a belt, just makes you want to please her more.

You keep thrusting, getting closer and closer. But you know a trick that's sure to send Linne over the edge once more. Before you release your load you first take hold of the very tip of her tail and roll your thumb over it. The tip of Linne's tail is so sensitive she doesn't usually want you to touch it, but when she's this horny...

As you thrust one last time and bury your cock inside her, Linne lets out a high pitched squeak. Her tail tightens around you and her insides clamp down, unwilling to let you go.

As you both pant and try to recover Linne slowly collapses, sprawling out on the bed. You're winded, but you know Doe isn't going to let you stop.