She keeps you on edge till you do what she wants

As soon as Linne collapses, Doe grabs you with her arms and wraps her coils around your body. She lays you on the bed next to Linne, and you expect you lovely lamia to climb on top and ride you like a cowgirl - always her favorite position once she's this horny. But while she does flip you on your back she doesn't slip your shrinking manhood into her slit. Instead she moves her coils, wrapping you up so that you can't move.

She slides a thick section of her tail between your legs, forcing your knees apart. Thinner coils from nearer the end of her tail press down on your arms and soon trap them. Her upper body is hovering over you, looking down at you with an eager lust in her eyes. But only her hand moves. Just her finger, actually. She starts stroking the underside of your cock, gently and slowly. Yes, Doe knows what buttons to push now. Rather than diving in and trying to **** your shaft back to full mast with her pussy she uses her finger almost lazily while she looks down into your eyes. You can't resist. Your body is well aware of what this lovely lady can do for you, so your meat starts to swell and harden.

It's when she stops that you know you're in trouble. Just as you get properly hard again Doe stops touching you. She keeps looking at you, grinning as your cock starts to flag. "What's wrong, John?" she asks, her voice all honeyed and sweet.

"Nothing's wrong, not exactly."

"Oh, that's good." She starts stroking your balls now, gently, slowly. Your cock reverses itself again, getting harder and harder. Then Doe stops again. "I've been waiting a long while," she says, her head moving in closer to yours. "Thinking about tonight, when my darling wife, my lovely Linne, finally gets to be a mother."

"Oh?"

"Mmmmm. There's something I've been dreaming about." She wraps her fingers around your shaft, giving you a light tug so the blood starts flooding back into your dick. "See... Linne and I have talked a lot when we're out shopping or when you're tending to some of the other taur girls." As your shaft's hardness peaks she lets go once again. "Linne wants to be a mother soooo much."

"And she will be. Tonight..." man, it's getting hard to think, "she is."

"Linne loves babies. The only think Linne loved more than feeling my belly when I first got pregnant... was feeling it when I was carrying twins." Her finger rubs against the tip of your cock, smearing some of your leaking precum over the head. Still looking down at you, she gives you a naughty smile. "I want what's best for Linne, so I've got to make sure my deviant mage of a husband does right by her."

"Okay?"

She takes your hand and wraps your fingers around one of Linne's forelegs. "Tell me what's happening inside my dear wife's womb."

You feel within Linne, who's only just starting to recover from her orgasm. "Looks like one little egg that hasn't caught yet."

"But you can make it catch, right? And you can make sure it's a lovely little cataur, just like her mommy, right?"

After just a moment's effort you say, "There we are."

Down below, Doe's fingers are keeping you nice and hard. She smiles even wider and says, "But is that really what a horny, deviant mage would do to the poor, innocent **** girl he **** into marriage? That little baby cataur's going to feel left out if she's surrounded by lamias. I think she needs a cataur brother to protect her."

"Huh?" Linne manages to ask.

Doe looks over at your other wife and tells her, "Your twisted mage husband is making sure you carry twins. One baby isn't enough for him."

To you, Doe asks, "Have you done it yet? Does Linne's little girl have a brother yet? I don't know if I'm in the mood to sleep with a perverted mage yet." She stops touching your cock, reminding you that right now she has control.

Meanwhile, Linne's sex fried brain is catching up to the conversation. "T...Twins?" she asks, her tail pounding against the bed as her face goes red.

"Yes - our nasty husband wants everyone in town to see how he's willing to stuff his wives, all so he can get the big family he's always wanted. He doesn't care what they think." As she spouts these obvious lies you feel the tip of her tail twitch.

A quick check with magic tells you Doe is incredibly aroused, ready to pound you into the mattress the moment you agree to her demands. But you're still touching Linne, so that same magic lets you know that Linne's also horny as hell. You ask her, "Your belly's going to get really big. You'll waddle. You'll be tired. Do you want that?" Before she even replies you feel the hot wave of need pulsing through her whole body.

"I, um... uh..." her eyes look away from you as she turns completely red. "I guess it's not up to me. That is, uh, if my - mmmmmm! - naughty husband made me do it."

Holy fuck. You never knew she could get this horny. As you feel inside her belly you find a second egg has just detached from her other ovary. Perhaps the lust pumped enough hormones through her system to pop it loose. It's easy to pull it lower and pick out a male sperm to pair it with. Once this second egg is carefully planted in the welcoming lining of Linne's womb you pull your mind back and look up at Doe. In your best villainous voice you tell her, "Because you're such a contrary, difficult woman I decided to make your dear Linne's first time very special. A lot harder than it needs to be, but special."

Linne's tail is thumping like crazy and she reaches back to touch her own belly. As much as she's twisted herself into knots trying to say this was up to you, her jaw is hanging open and her eyes are sparkling as she rubs the furry flank that will soon be swelling with twins.

Your other wife, your so called 'accomadating' wife, settles her hips atop yours. With so much teasing your eyes almost cross when your manhood finally sinks into her special place. "Ugh, you're making me carry one too? You sick bastard." Pinned underneath Doe you can't stop her from grinding another hearty orgasm out of you. Not that you'd want to.