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Once we were aloft, we followed the moon to the east, and joined our bodies together, tumbling through the night sky, over and over until our breath became ragged with desire, and our need burned us from within. At last, when we could stand it no more, I took him into my embrace and held him, wings straining with effort, as he entered me, and I felt myself clench around him while I screamed into the rushing wind as my fire blazed. As we fell, I felt his undulating form grind against mine, scale and hide engorged with blood and aching for the touch of each other. Only a scant few meters from the surface of the lake over which we satisfied ourselves we separated, and rose again for Tom to support me while our love making continued.

With Tom to hold me, and myself in control of our mating, I used everything I knew, both as a human and as a child of the egg, to make his screams, his roars, echo my own. Tom made us soar in the moonlit night as I bucked and clenched against his shaft. Until, after the third cycle of our rise and our fall, we shouted each other's name as his seed flowed hot and liquid into my equally heated canal. Panting, we descended onto the banks of the body of water and stared into each other's eyes, even as our need for each other grew once more.

It was my turn once again to be the submissive one. Last time I had been on top of him as he lay on his back and writhed like the python that he is. This time he would mount me from behind and pin me with feral lust. I meekly obeyed as he raised his head and his tail waved dominantly. Only with my Tom, my love, would I ever act this way, and only now, out of sight of others, would I crouch before another and move my tail aside to allow them access to everything that made me female. To everything that made me the mother of our children. To everything that made me a...well I still don't know what to call myself. But at that moment I didn't care. I was the lock, he was the key, and I wanted him twisting inside me right the fuck now.

I folded my forelegs to lower my front down and raise my rear up. Coming from behind me, I could feel his heated breath tickling my sex as he breathed in deeply and then my body shook when I felt his tongue flash out to tease my inner passage. The sensation of his soft hot panting told me where his head moved as I clenched my claws into the ground and demanded that he get on top of me right now. Being the flirtatious tease that he is he didn't, at least not all at once. His snout nudged and pushed at my hindquarters until my legs were wipe open while he nosed delicately at the sensitive scale around my opening. By now I was whimpering softly with breathy pleas to just fuck me already.

Finally, I could feel his forelegs rise upwards and land on my hips as his body wormed its way along the length of my own. His scales deliciously rubbing one by one against mine and teasing my spinal frill sensually until I could see his glowing eye with mine. Lost in the depths of each other's brilliant orbs we shook the ground with our shared exultant trills. As we sang together distantly behind me I could feel the barbed tip of his need caress my slit with one of his spines, rubbing back and forth across my opening until I bit and nibbled at his ear fin. Shifting his hips, he at long last put his dick where it was made to go. I moaned into his neck as each spine entered my folds, pushing soft moist flesh aside to allow access for more of his girth to enter me. As he slid inside me, my breath hissed outwards into his ear, making his scales flutter with a desire of their own. His legs flexed and I bowed my spine as he began to move inside me. The barbed length of his shaft beginning to once more enflame nerves that were so close to their breaking point.

As I felt his weight press down onto my raised ass, deep within me I felt three of the lives that I held sing a song that mirrored my own. I knew then, even as Tom buried himself inside me, that three of the lives that I nurtured were as female as myself. As I shuddered, and we grunted and hissed pleasurably, deep within I felt my three daughters learn what it meant to mate. I don't know how to say it, I just knew that they were actually learning this time, and not merely responding to my own body's sexual urges. I could feel their brother, in his own way, learn as well, learn and appreciate what his sisters were, what they had, and what it meant for himself.

But even he could feel what I did, and as I approached my climax once more he joined his sisters when their hearts raced in time with mine. My mate's thrusts grew savage and drove my raised hips forward while he rested his forequarters upon my own. Filling my chamber, I felt as his member swelled with blood, stretching me wider, and then with a convulsive grunt and a powerful lunge, I felt his seminal flood inundate my slit once again. Instead of softening like the pitiful mammal he once was, his rod grew even greater, making me hiss and shriek in blissful agony when his barbs extended to tease my enflamed nerves and lock into my passage. As he rammed his hips against my rump, and drove himself further within, my head raised to the heavens and I screamed in our new tongue once more before collapsing against the ground with his weight upon my back and his member inside my cunt.

Oh god, did this feel goooood. I crooned to myself, as I relished in the feeling of soreness and warmth radiating from my vent. Did I ever feel like this making love when I was a woman? No. No I did not. Especially not when I have more nerve endings in my head alone than I used to have entirely. Nothing can ever compare to having a male the size of a semi on your back, pinning your wings down and helping you to make the earth shake in fear of the love you have for each other. When Tom thrust into me, mountains cracked and fell. When I came, the oceans receded. When we joined together, angels cried at a beauty that they'd never know! We fucking lived!

A sense of disappointment filled me that matched the void left within my groin as Tom's barbs flattened and he withdrew. He flopped onto his side with his dark spear shaped and barbed organ exposed from its sheathe and laying on the grass bobbing in sync with his heaving belly. My rump fell to the ground as we both gulped air greedily for a few minutes from our rutting. Still feeling randy, I saw that his dick still lay upon the ground, glistening with our fluids, and shuffling myself around, I bent my head to clean him up.

First I kissed him several times along his jaw where I felt the smooth uniform pattern of his scales upon my tongue as I dragged it along the underside of his chin. Tasting his arousal and his anticipation, I took my time rubbing against him with tongue and snout in gentle circular motions. Coming down the back side of his neck I caressed his delicate fin with tongue and breath alike. Following his spinal webbing I reached the base of his wing arm and nibbled gently around it, making his arm straighten and unfurl the attached membrane. Knowing just how packed with nerves the sails were I set to licking them so lightly that it made me shiver along with him as he groaned and his wing twitched. I saw the thick black hide begin to change shade as the vessels within swelled. He began to whimper breathlessly as I craned my neck across his back to reach his other wing and repeat myself the loving attention I had shown its twin. Once both his wings lay stretched above his back and he lay gasping on his side I continued the rearward journey of getting my mate off.

Nudging him over onto his belly with his wings splayed, I worked back along the ridge of his spine using my strong snout to push and massage roughly at each segment of his backbone. Making him rumble and become more and more relaxed as he visibly sagged against the ground, all tension flowing from him as my prodding nose undid the tautness in his body. I made my way towards his hips and the base of his tail, grooming him along the way as I moved down to the underside of it. Nosing my head under his leg he rolled onto his flank and I started the cleaning of the fine scales that covered the base of his sheathe. Cries of pleasure reached my satisfied ear fins as I breathed airily on the protective sleeve that normally contained his rod. The taste of his scales and hide was different here, muskier, it made the fire in my cunt flare once again and gave me the irrational desire to take him somewhere and hide him from all the world. To guard him as jealously as any treasure, and to reap the rewards of his riches far from prying eyes.

As my tongue curled around his member, the cloying heady smell of our mutual arousal flooded my nostrils and coated my long narrow tongue. I tightened its hold, and then released to take swipes up and down from the base to its tip. While I cleaned him, his leg raised and he began to pant as scales up and down his flank and belly rippled in cascading waves. His erection strengthened until the entirety of it raised off the ground to point along his abdomen.

This wasn't the fellatio I would've performed when we were mammals, but we had already learned not to use our mouths for obvious jaggedly pointed reasons. And in any manner Tom had assured me that it was entirely as pleasurable.

After several strokes the barbs just behind his tip flared open and I took each of the dull spines into my lips and tugged gently on them. At each tug I saw his stomach jerk inwards and a sharp snort came from his snout. While I worked away at breaking down his body, I could feel his tail tip making gentle caresses along my neck until it abruptly jerked violently. It was always interesting to see what happened next.

Kim, I... He finished with a loud grunt and an undulating howl as I watched his climax begin at the tip of his tail and rush forward with a violent shiver of scale and muscle alike. When this orgasmic wave reached his hips, both of his legs kicked sharply and his claws flexed before I felt his spear spasm in my tongue's grip and liters of sticky amber cum shot across the grassy bank of the lake. My looped tongue released its hold and I licked encouragingly along his duct where I could feel the heated flow of sperm pulsing up his shaft to add to the growing mess. As each gush of his male egg cells flew from his tip he give another wavering growl and weakly kicked his legs against me as the strength left them.

The shudder that had begun at one end of his body moved onwards until his neck coiled and flung his head wildly and a long moan was driven from his snout. His head dropped limply to the ground and twitched feebly as I licked his underbelly, shaft, and tip clean. I lay there watching his convulsions die down, pleased with myself at having total control of what he had felt, as his rapidly heaving flank slowed once more. I could see his head from where it lay and saw that his eyes were unfocused and rolling around with no light of recognition to be seen. It seemed like his dick wasn't the only thing I just blew.

While he recovered, I tried to clean up his mess by taking in a neck full of water from the lake and letting it wash over the steaming puddle on the ground. After doing this three times it was mostly gone, now a matter for the fish to deal with. That was a hell of a lot more expedient than trying to lick it up myself. I never did like swallowing and now that I didn't have to have liters of it in my mouth it was all the better. The fish, on the other claw, evidently viewed it as delectable judging by the thrashing that typically followed wherever the fluid ran into the lake. The kinky little blue gills. I made a note to tell the next person I saw swimming or wading in the water what I and my better half had put into it. My jaws cracked open in a grin just thinking about it.

My attention turned back to Tom, and I saw him creeping towards me, positively reeking of his delight with all his scales raised. Lifting his head he began stroking his nose along mine and then on down my neck. Starting at my snout he made the same motion again and again while he gradually began to add in swipes with his tongue and nipped gently at me. I shut my eyes, and began to croon nearly silently, but the vibrations made their way to Tom and encouraged his nipping to become more aggressive. My scales rose and began to shake in painful yearning, and just when I was about to tell him to stop teasing and put his tongue inside me, he began to nudge his head at my shoulder until I slowly rolled onto my side. His head, and more importantly his tongue, followed me and continued to nip at the base of my throat. Nudging me some more until I at last relented and went completely over onto my back, he finally went to work in earnest.

Laying so that his head was able to reach my entire bottom he also curled himself around until his tail could reach my hindquarters. Lowering his head, he disappeared beneath the bottom of my jaw and I felt him begin his long torturous journey from there. Rubbing his nose against me in soft, barely there caresses, licking me slowly causing me to shiver, and nibbling gently at me by capturing scales between his smaller teeth and tugging until I cooed with each playful bite. That was how he worked his way downwards. By the time he reached the base of my neck, my rear legs had opened widely. By the time he reached my fore legs I squirmed slowly back and forth as he teased my nerve packed paws, the scales surrounding my slit opening once more, I could feel the tough hide beneath softening in eager anticipation. By the time he had reached my hips, my whole body was on fire, burning me from tip to snout, as I thrashed against the ground.

Every part of me was curling, wagging, twitching, or shivering. It was overwhelming to feel the entire length of myself involved in such an intimate and passionate moment between two that loved as deeply as we did. And all the while he nipped at and deliciously licked my scales, I felt the other end of his body swaying back and forth across the lips of my open vent. As it opened wider, and became increasingly hungry, his tail tip moved closer and closer to dance right around the edge of the opening to my secret world. Halfway down my chest, his body was forced to straighten out and I whimpered when I felt the warmth and weight of his tail disappear from my under belly.

When at last his mouth reached my blossoming folds, I was more than ready. My head drug back and forth on the ground with my tongue lolled out of the side of my snout to worm across grass and dirt alike. Nearly delirious with ecstasy as I was, I could smell myself. Every time he breathed upon me, it almost hurt, and when I felt his tail stroke me, or his snout touch my scales, my eyes rolled wildly and I gave another low whine as bursts of light erupted behind my closed eyelids until the darkened world that was all I could stand glowed with color.

And then... I bucked wildly, beating my tail and head against the ground...

And then...My wings escaped being trapped between my body and the ground to flare wide...

And then...Tom's tongue began to dart inside me.

I opened my jaws and a rumbling so powerful came from between them that I could hear the nearby water slosh against the banks of the lake. My hoarse panting became deafening in my own ear fins as they stretched painfully and quivered. Underlying the bass rumble of my pleasure was a whine that played through me, and was matched by the croon of Tom in response. As he vocalized in return to mine I could feel his tongue begin to buzz from the harmonics of our two songs. His vibrating organ brushed against my inner walls and I could feel it pressing and gliding along, aided by my juices.

No longer did I have a clitoris nor inner and outer lips. Instead, the much simpler opening had every surface rich with nerve, every bit of interior flesh an opportunity for stimulation.

Every nerve ending he brushed against flared like a tree being struck by lightning, and sent their messages of tremendous pleasure racing back towards my mind. All these signals arrived in waves causing me to lose conscious thought in the increasing cycles of the stroke of my love, my mate, my guiding star.

At last, at the end of an eternity, it grew to be too much. My walls caved in upon the intruder that had set them on fire. Almost getting trapped, I felt his tongue withdraw before forcefully darting inwards again and again into the almost completely sealed slit. I inhaled with furious gasps, more and more, until my chest swelled and I felt my lungs expand against my ribs. My body began to curl in on itself, my tail bending until it lay upon Tom's neck and pulled him tighter against my lips. Muscles along my length contracted with chaotic spasms, drawing me upwards and coiling forward until I was almost rolled completely around Tom.

And...my body let go. I released.

TOMMY!

I screamed, falling back and slamming my tail and head into the ground where I began to buck and hitch. With my tail and wings beating against the ground, my hips were thrust into the air to meet the continuing ministrations of my mate's mouth. I felt my fluids heat, and burst steaming from my vent as it convulsed open and shut in an attempt to milk the member it expected to be filling it. Tom, wisely, kept his tongue out of my slit and instead drug it around the edges of it lapping up any lubricant that had gushed outwards as I struggled to keep my heart beating. All around us the forest burst into motion at the sound of my blissful roar.

My senses slowly returned from the all-consuming nova that had whited out all my conscious thought and I could hear every living creature within earshot bounding or flying away into the night. As the fire in the nerves of my groin died, sensation from other parts of me came back, and I could feel the rapid fluttering of my four children, the three females I could feel worming restlessly in loops, contained within the thickening shells of their eggs. The lone male was frozen in place at the feelings being transmitted from me to him, only the patter of his heart letting me know he still lived.

Finished cleaning me, Tom crept backwards giving me the room I needed to flail back onto my belly. I continued to coo on and on while nerves across my body misfired again and again in the trauma of my fulfillment. Slithering back and forth against the ground in slow waves to cool myself and calm these receptors it was several minutes before I could speak again. But I didn't have to in the meantime, my scent said everything I needed to convey.

I don't know how long it was until my eyes ceased to roll in my head and I was finally able to focus once more on the presence of my mate pressed against my side. I took in the smug glint in his eyes and the smell of his gleeful accomplishment.

I have had better

He leapt at me and rolled us both into the lake, bellowing laughter. After our thrashing had ended, and our laughter had died, we found ourselves drifting aimlessly in the center. As the light of the moon beamed down on our water slick scales, we looked into each other's eyes. It was a night just for us.

I love you Tom, and together we are one. Your fight is my fight.

I love you Kim, and together we are one. Your fight is my fight.

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