a pleasant love engagement
"Nothing to see," my son called out, turning to me.
"Leave well alone and sit with me," I muttered loudly enough, pointing to the vacant seat on the stone next to me.
"Do you think this is a good idea?" asked Anubis, glaring at me slightly irritated.
"Sure it is. After all, I'm your father," I tried to conciliate him and pointed a little more decisively at the stone.
As the jackal settled down, he looked at me expectantly. "Are you just going to sit here like this? Besides, you're not really my father."
"However you take it," it escaped me. "I didn't take you on for nothing."
"Oh please. Seth. You just had a guilty conscience towards Isis, Nephtys, and in the end, me."
"No! It's not that simple now," I retorted.
"Oh, look at that. Why then?" asked Anubis curiously.
"You could be my son if Osiris hadn't interfered."
"But he did, and you know why."
"Would you please stop defending him," I became slightly indignant.
"I'm not defending him at all. But do you think the murder was justified?"
"It wasn't murder, it was merely punishment."
"Punishment? For what?"
"For pushing me off the throne. For giving that very throne to his minion Horus, his oh soooo beloved son..."
"... That's weak...", Anubis interrupted me.
"...I'm not done yet," I snatched the word back, "Weak is something else. What's weak is that he took my throne, paraded me around, took advantage of my fucking impotence that made Nephtys feel compelled to throw himself at him, and he had nothing more urgent to do than wrap himself in my form and fuck my lover. That's really weak!"
"Well, at least it stayed in the family," the Jackal tried to launch into a weak joke.
I looked at him askance and bared my wolf teeth slightly. "I'm a hybrid, after all. I'm half jackal and half mule stallion. Unfortunately, mules have the stupid peculiarity that the sperm is 95% dead and the remaining 5% is diluted to such an extent by the amounts of fluid present that it doesn't reach an egg."
"Osiris made it in your form," he said.
"He had also copied only the superficial shell. Actually, Nephtys should have noticed that she didn't have my cock in her pubic, but a pitiful piece of licorice."
"Hmmm..., if you say so."
"Sachmet had never complained, and before you get upset... That was long before I knew Nephtys and even longer back to your marriage."
"Oh yes, there was something once. My lioness told me something about it. You'd been around quite a bit, though, if I understood everything correctly."
"Well... I was already very active. But that's partly because my tail has a certain life of its own, and I've come to terms with it."
Anubis bent backward noticeably, looking at my butt and the spinal process springing from it above. "Naked as a rat's and forked like a snake's tongue."
"I didn't mean that one either. I meant the real snake."
"I heard from Sachmet that you must be a little special there."
"Sachmet and the others wear the uraeus on their heads. I wear it under my loincloth."
"And you think that will be enough?"
"It will be enough. I will continue my lineage and your daughter and Sachmet's daughter will help me, will receive my seed and it will impregnate her."
"I hardly think Nefersokar will let you take him so easily."
"I can be very persuasive and my uraeus does the rest."
"Nefersokar is the TioJaguaress. While she is pure Egyptian, she is also a goddess among the Mayans, as are her partner TioTigress and her sister TioPanthress. Both are unknown in Egypt, only my daughter TioJaguaress is additionally known in Egypt as Nefersokar."
"I don't care about that. I will copulate all three and they will surrender to me. Especially your daughter. That's the way the divine Nine wants it."
"The Ninth? You just want to stick your damn lust lance in wet, hot holes and empty your fat mule balls."
"What's wrong with that? Your balls aren't exactly small either, and besides, I keep smelling the horniness of your youth around you."
"Are you going to compare our sacks and levels now?" asked Anubis irritably.
"No. I'm winning anyway."
"Never mind. I'm not in the mood for this bizarre discussion anymore. Nefersokar is Sachmet's daughter too, not just mine, and I don't think the lioness will be particularly thrilled to hear your request. My ass, nineness. You have only your lust in mind."
"True, I feel the pleasure too, and enjoy the climax, feeling my seed leave my testicles, pump up, shoot through the strands, and finally it's the uraeus that forms the permanently horny, writhing splendor between my thighs, bursting the fountains from her mouth."
"That doesn't sound romantic, it sounds obscene," my jackal-headed son said, turning away in disgust.
I used the favor of the moment, put my loincloth aside and looked at my penis pocket. With every normal stallion the glans would have been visible inside as the head of the hose.
Not on me, not on the god of destruction, desolation, chaos, deserts and confusion. With me, the head of the Uraeus stretched out of the thick, fleshy, dark gray furry penis pocket, came towards me a bit, wriggled up my body, stood up and tilted its head towards my head.
The snake opened its mouth and tongued lightly. "So I'm the culprit for your constant horniness? How about I just let you down for a while and don't show myself at all when you feel like it?" the king cobra hissed.
"Please keep your voice down," I whispered, pressed. "Anubis might hear us and see you, and it doesn't exactly have to be that way."
"Oh what? You're oh so proud of me, aren't you, of your wayward genitalia, your permanently horny, wayward fuck-cock?"
"I am. What are you getting at?"
"I can clearly sense that you're hot for your son."
"I'm what?", I cried out in horror.
Anubis sprang around and snapped his eyes open. "I don't believe that right now," he snapped. "No sooner do I turn my back on you than you're playing with your tail?"
"No!" it escaped shrilly. "I'm not aware of any guilt. The uraeus is. She's pissed off and trying to talk me into something right now."
"Oh yeah, and that would be?" the jackal probed.
I didn't answer, but probably opened my mouth.
The talking was done by someone else after my uraeus member turned to Anubis, crawling more and more out of my penis pocket, getting longer, darker in color, swelling more and more, and pressing its steadily cum-smelling nose against the male's.
"I am the pleasure uraeus, I am Seth's playmate in solitude, I am the giver of supreme physical lust, penetrating deep, wet grottoes, whether male or female. I give my carrier the highest feelings and donate them as well to those who ride with him on the waves of orgasm.
I am the lust itself and believe me, I am not erect for nothing. Seth has lust for you, he wants you, I want you. Let yourself fall and it shall not be your loss," my swollen member hissed.
"This isn't real now," Anubis sputtered, staring past the cobra's head at me. "I am your son, and Nefersokar is my daughter."
"You had harbored doubts that the TioJaguaress would not be sexually in bondage to me. My cock was just about to prove you wrong," I moaned in slight agitation, holding the snake at the junction between her abdomen and my shaft as she fixed Anubis.
"You do know that she stinks of old fish from her mouth, rotten fish. You really ought to wash her again."
"That's leftover seed. You're right, I really need to brush her teeth."
"Yes, and a mouth deodorant might do wonders too," the jackal god confirmed a little more gently.
Should my male son succumb to the charms of Uraeus, my tail cobra, after all?
As if to confirm it, Anubis suddenly reached up with his left hand, tickled my member under its chin, my Uraeus stretched her head further toward him, and I felt the sweet, slightly aching tug in my spermatic cords as the precum slowly climbed up, reached the snake's base in my shaft, my abdomen contracted slightly, the precum flowed through the snake's body, and finally spurted out of the supposed venomous fangs.
"What was that?" the male inquired.
"Sorry about that," I placated my jackal son. "That was just a little precum. Your fondling made me more aroused."
"Not just you, Seth," the uraeus hissed lustily as the precum dripped from her mouth. "I like your son. He has a wonderful body and he smells of sexual, youthful lust. I want to get under his loincloth and entwine his male glory, suck on it, arouse it, and drown him in his lust."
"Your uraeus has a thoroughly lyrical streak, which is more than I can say for you," Anubis purred with a slight sneer.
"After all, my dick is only responsible for horniness and ultimately fucking," I growled. "While I'm in charge of the whole social circus," I quickly added as my uraeus meanwhile wrapped itself around the young male's torso. "If you two keep this up, I'm going to be bathing you with the contents of my stallion balls in no time, and it's going to be a huge fucking mess."
Unabashedly, my cock-snake continued, rubbing against my god-son's body, flooding me throughout with pure greed, horniness for the redemptive climax.
"What's wrong father?" asked Anubis, a little worried.
I just moaned, got on my knees, tried to resist the orgasm everything, but it was only a matter of time.
A moment ago, the Uraeus was hissing passionately, dripping more and more precum from its venomous fangs, so suddenly it gurgled chokingly and spewed a hard gush of my semen over Anubis' torso.
"Fuck," I stammered as a victim of my own cock and its lust.
But that wasn't enough. No sooner had the first spurt of my ejaculate escaped the snake's mouth than it plopped its dripping mouth over the Young Jackal's penile pouch and began sucking greedily on it.
Anubis yelped loudly, closed his eyes and I clearly felt through the mouth of my cock-snake how the jackal's member swelled and grew into the throat of my manhood.
"Well, how does it feel?", I asked in a hushed voice, as the greed of my uraeus repeatedly sent me into deep arousal.
"It's indescribable, and I've just come to the realization that not only will my daughter Nefersokar succumb to you sexually, but so will the TioTigress and TioPanthress," Anubis pressed out, suddenly baring his teeth.
Clearly I felt how the jackal in hard, long jets splashed his pleasure juice into the mouth and thus deep into the maw of my cock, how my pleasure snake swallowed quickly and thus conveyed the male semen deep into myself.
Minutes later, the snake eased off the jackal, which sank to its knees, exhausted.
"Thank you both," he whispered, still panting heavily.
"You're welcome, my son, and now it's time for me to enter the Temple of TioJaguaress and thus meet your daughter."
"Follow the small path into the valley. The temple is on the edge of the oasis and you can't miss it."
"Thank you. I'll see you later," I replied.
After my snake tail had retreated into my penis pocket, I moved off and followed the sloping path.
There wasn't much to see to the left and right except scree, sand, and further down, rock formations lined the path.
At a short rest I drank some water and also gave some to my uraeus penis, because according to him the male semen was a bit tough in the throat and I didn't want to step in front of my upcoming task with a stinking tail.
The closer I got to the temple, the more my nervousness grew. At first I didn't know why, but with every meter I became aware of a noise that at first resembled a dull hum, but gradually swelled and became an angry growl.
'I hope it's not me,' I thought, turning right between two rocks and standing in front of the temple entrance.
Cautiously I approached it and looked around. There was no one to be seen, except for the soft whispering of the wind, the constant humming in the background, it was quiet, to the left and right two torches were blazing, giving the whole thing a somewhat unsettling air. Someone was here, waiting for me.
It was usually the case that I let people come to me no matter what condition they were in. Most of the time, I would try to wrest their burdened souls from them and take them away from Anubis before he threw them to the unholy serpent Apophis. So at least they had the choice between eternal damnation in the intermediate world, being constantly eaten and spat out again to experience the same again in the 24th Amduat or to serve me for the most different purposes.
One of them was that I put their souls into their rotting bodies and then set them on the surface on the necks of those who had committed an offense on the dead during their lifetime. Or that only their souls robbed the sleep of the unpleasant contemporaries every night. In the rarest cases it was a matter for me that my uraeus tail approached the one in transition and decided that she or he could serve the pleasure satisfaction for a while.
But here someone seemed to be waiting for me and I felt a little uncomfortable with the thought that I could fall into a trap and become a victim of my occasionally recurring horniness.
On the one hand, I must admit, I felt some fear, but my uraeus was thinking something else at that moment and clearly showed me the other side. She pushed my loincloth aside, wriggled out of my penis pocket, got thicker, longer, straightened up and stretched her head forward.
"Let's have a look," she hissed, briefly inflating her neck shield.
A brief desire shuddered my abdomen and caused me to give in to my cock's request.
Slowly I entered the interior of the building and looked around.
The walls were covered with countless hieroglyphics as usual. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that they told the story of the TioJaguaress.
>> Anubis and Sachmet as her parents sent her from Egypt to the world to educate herself. She was to see other cultures and learn about the gods there. What was not planned, she became with the Aztecs themselves one of their gods, the Jaguar Goddess, she became the TioJaguaress. Later she traveled further and met another goddess, the TioTigress, who was a deity in the Bengali area. Both fell in love with each other and decided to return to Egypt. There they met TioJaguaress' younger sister TioPanthress, who in the meantime was conceived and born by Anubis and Sachmet.
Now three, they were worshipped in Egyptland as the triad of Nefersokar, Lubbayah and Lavvier'Ah, appearing now and then and disappearing again. <<
'I wonder where they are now,' I mused, realizing that the angry hum had returned. Or had I suppressed it in my thought processes? My uraeus stood stretched steeply in the air, looking around curiously, while I was still absorbed in the text, fascinated.
"There's something back there, let's go see," she snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Where?", I asked, looking around as well.
"In the back on the right, there seems to be another room. Hurry up, I can't keep this body tension forever, plus I'm starting to get a headache."
"Yes, I feel it too, my abdomen is under constant pressure and it's getting uncomfortable."
"So what do you suggest?"
"We'll take a look first."
"And then?"
"Then I decide what we do, not you. We are two living beings, but united and only together we can cope with the situations. There's no point in me taking away your headache by massaging you until you've spat out my stallion slime and can relax and crawl away," I admonished, turning to my uraeus.
"You see it that way, but consider what happens when we're suddenly face to face with this TioJaguaress and I'm still writhing and wriggling in the air with lust, you're not quite in control of your senses, your seed is bubbling, your abdomen is screaming for satisfaction, and I'm drooling with your slimy precum. I'm sure that makes a very special first impression on her."
"You mean I should give you my ejaculate first, so you can spit it on the floor and waste it?"
"Waste it? You've got enough of it, you're a mule stallion, you produce so much of it there's enough for ten."
"Yes, but you know it's only thin secretion and my fertile sperm is countable."
"I will make sure that just those will be in the right place at the right time and now let's go see and if there is no one to see then I want to be able to go limp."
"Good, let's go see," I agreed and started moving.
My cobra tail didn't seem to care much if there was anyone there or not, because it began to curl around my torso as I slowly entered the back room, contracting and stretching more and more violently, rubbing its scales against each other and against me, which in turn caused me to have to control my step better, to become more aware of how I was walking.
My uraeus ensured that my knees softened, my lust in my abdomen became sheer burning and I once again cursed the day I fell to this fate.
How simple it had been then. Me, as a jackal-mule hybrid, the teeth of a predator, the head and the rest of the body, that of a mule, the tail long, thin, naked and split at the tip like a snake's tongue.
When I felt pleasure, I was in control of my body and my penis slept quietly in my penis pocket. He rested until I became horny and only I pumped blood into my loins via a very natural process and let him stand at an angle upwards, become hard, rubbed or rubbed against him or I was allowed to enjoy the bliss of a wet and warm hole into which I pushed him and finally, under the release of orgasm, squirted my semen.
Then came the problem with Nephtys and Osiris. I actually went to him to confront him, but he was as always arrogant, egotistical and even had the nerve to turn into me in front of me, flaunting my physical attributes in my form, was so disgusting in the end that he masturbated in front of me and sprayed the ejaculate directly into my face, laughing derisively.
That was too much of a good thing at the time and I punished him. Unfortunately, he managed to survive and when Isis found him, she sat on his still stiff member, he strained dying for the last spurt of semen and she received Horus.
The rest is known. I dismembered Osiris so that such a thing would not happen again, distributed his body parts all over Egypt and was punished for it from all sides.
Since Osiris entered Isis in my form and equipped with a stallion penis and she was of the opinion that she would not be able to cope with the fact that I would experience pleasure so splendidly equipped, she, together with Horus and some other gods, made intrigues against me.
One of them was that they supposedly invited me to a reconciliation dinner. I accepted, of course, being tired of always being the bad guy and, above all, I was getting bored in the desert.
So I appeared, took a seat at the table and felt quite comfortable in the circle of the others. Unsuspectingly I ate the delicious roast and finally also the exotic salad.
Unfortunately, it was poisoned. It contained the poison of the cobra in extremely high dosage. Now, we gods are immortal and the poison does not kill us. However, it has other effects, which can be very different. In my case, I got very tired, went to sleep, woke up the next day and felt a terrible burning in my abdomen, a tearing and pulling like never before. Still drunk asleep, I opened my eyes very hesitantly and was startled when I realized what was really happening.
Isis and Thoth were kneeling to the left and right of my abdomen. While Thoth was busily taking notes, Isis was busy holding a king cobra in a stranglehold, which of course was squirming back and forth trying to escape. I didn't understand why this one didn't make it until I opened my eyes completely and saw that the uraeus was fused to my abdomen and sprouting directly from my penis pocket. As if that wasn't enough, the cobra was spewing copious amounts of a whitish slimy liquid into the air, trying to hit Isis.
Only much later and when I had come to terms with the circumstances that had arisen since then, I came to the realization that Isis had made a joke out of using my subconsciously created erection to vent her frustration on it.
So it came about that my now new member in the form of a king cobra was erect in her stranglehold, was excited, and by the friction on itself, by the squirming and wriggling, my abdomen reacted and my semen was flushed from my testicles through the body of the cobra into its mouth and splashed out of the open throat in bumps into the air. My uraeus was raped exactly, I was raped and my semen wasted.
Since then, the uraeus and I are quasi partners, are there for each other. Unfortunately, she is a bit of a sex addict, which is not always met with love, whether from my side or that of the sex partner.
But, who can resist a cobra?
The next room turned out to be empty and uninhabited, except for an iridescent back wall. After my uraeus and I had settled our communicative differences, my legs had regained strength, and the snake had cleaned its mouth with its forked tongue, I stood up and approached the back wall. The growling was clearly coming from it.
"What is that?" the Uraeus asked me, hissing.
"I don't know, but we should find out," I whispered.
"What do you suggest?" my serpent limb asked.
"I would...", I started, but got no further.
Suddenly a hand, from which hung a whole arm and behind it probably the owner of both, sprang out of that iridescent wall, grabbed my uraeus, which was preparing to find retreat in my penis pocket, and literally tore it lengthwise.
Hissing, the head disappeared into nothingness, I was startled at first, cried out in horror, was amazed and almost stunned with pain, but followed almost instantly. What else could I do?
Arriving on the other side, it very quickly became apparent to whom the hand and arm belonged.
The owner, or rather the owner of both, faced me, had a spotted coat, was about my height, slim, had ample breasts... But the most beautiful thing was her face.
Two wonderful bright eyes sparkled at me, one was blue, the other green, full of fire and aggressiveness, but also gentle and loving at the same time, full of affection and tenderness.
"Um... hello. Are you Nefersokar?", I asked a little awkwardly.
"I'm TioJaguaress, and if I know who you are, I'll let go of your frivolous and aberrant cock," the jaguaress replied, squeezing my uraeus a little tighter.
I gritted my teeth until the pain subsided a bit. "I am Seth, the Nine told me to find the TioJaguaress to unite with her."
"You are Seth?" the jaguaress inquired, releasing my snake tail.
Hissing excitedly, my uraeus retreated to a safe distance, hiding behind my back.
"Yes," I replied energetically, "and I'm glad to meet you, and especially glad you didn't kill my mating organ."
"Why would I kill something that can still be of use to me?"
"Ah. But you couldn't know what the snake does and what it's good for. Especially not guess who I am," I countered.
"How stupid do you think I am? I'm only here because I was waiting for you here and no one but you would have found me here. Therefore, it was immediately clear to me who you are. It was only the impudence of your mating line that took me a bit aback."
"I apologize for that, she's a bit of a loose cannon."
"I can guess, and I can smell it too. Her breath smells like fresh sperm. You must have had some fun recently?"
"My uraeus insisted, though only with my hand, because it's not proper to face you with a hard erection and then immediately demand that you take the snake inside you so I can sink my seed into you."
"A wise decision on the part of the Uraeus. However, she could have saved herself the trouble, for she will be at my service in a moment anyway, and not just me," Nefersokar said, pursing his lips.
"What do you mean, not just you?"
"Didn't the Nine tell you that you and I should mate and merge with each other soul-wise, that we should become a solid couple and create a new race of gods?"
"Not so directly. I only know that we are...", I started.
"I am TioTigress' permanent mate. I am married to Lubbayah TioTigress, but I will at the same time make you my husband, my marriage god, my jackal mule stallion. Likewise, you will subsequently mate with my wife Lubbayah and also with my younger sister Lavvier'Ah TioPanthress. Are you stud enough to fuck extensively with the three of us?"
I swallowed for a moment and began to think. What had the nine-ness been thinking?
While I was still lost in thought, my serpent tail rose and snaked out from behind my back.
Nefersokar looked at me and then at the head of the Uraeus.
"Well, my wonderful cobra?" the jaguar goddess began. "Would you like to enter my depths, between my thighs, to writhe and increase your pleasure together with me?"
"Do I get some of that too?", I asked between them.
Nefersokar looked at me lustfully as my Uraeus approached her and breathed a kiss on her throat.
"You are connected to the Uraeus, her horniness is your horniness, her lust is your lust, your orgasm is her orgasm and your ejaculate shoots down her throat, through her head into me. You are one living being, albeit as a partnership."
"You're right, wonderful Nefersokar," I replied, slightly hoarsely, as my uraeus slowly but surely began to horn up on her throat.
"Then you know your purpose?" she probed.
"Yes."
"Very well. Follow me to my chamber, the TioTigress and TioPanthress will also be there to witness our mating. They want to know who should and will unite with them before they feel your cock whipping inside them."
With these words she led the way, my uraeus already wrapped around her right arm and I following half behind.
The chamber turned out to be a great playground of pleasure. It was a very large rectangular bed, with countless pillows, sex toys in the form of dildos, which in appearance reminded the penises of stallions, tomcats and males and also which were not traceable their origin.
"Sit down," the jaguarine purred, stripping off my uraeus and dropping her robe. "Are you getting horny at what you see?" she asked bluntly.
"Isn't my snake tail statement enough? Isn't he greedy enough for you, for the physical merging with your carnal womanhood?"
"You mean your cock wants to become one with my pussy? I hope it manages to fill my hole and satisfy my greed."
"The uraeus will manage that, I'm sure of it," I stated, touching the base of my snake at the shaft to the penis pocket.
My cock paused for a moment, understanding my gesture. He turned briefly, looked at me, and nodded in affirmation.
"I'm ready," I said shortly and sat down, holding my cock by the base and massaging it a bit.
At length I regarded Nefersokar, looking unabashedly at her four breasts, from whose nipples divine jaguar milk dripped, fell to the ground, and was smooth waste.
My gaze slid lower and lingered on her pubis. Her labia seemed to sense my gaze and the presence of my serpentine tail, opening, bulging outward and revealing a view deep into her vagina. But inside her not only the wetness oozed out, the wet greed for sex with me, through the ever increasing flow of her vaginal moisture, more and more her bladder contents mixed, her urine ran down her thighs more and more violently, additionally white mucus mixed, which did not flow evenly, but splashed in short intervals intermittently.
Fascinated, I watched her vagina and registered almost numbly that something seemed to move inside.
My uraeus was eager to dive into this stream of fluids, to bathe in it and to supplement this stream as quickly as possible with my secretions.
So my cock slowly but purposefully wormed its way toward Nefersokar's pussy, extensively eyeing the open vagina and pushing its way between the labia.
Even as the jaguar goddess stood in front of me, me sitting on the bed, a stabbing pain ran through me.
"Your cock is behaving improperly, my lover," she purred. "My vagina has teeth and you just felt them. So, fuse with me, let your uraeus fill my pussy, and you will never feel the teeth again. Prove that you are worthy of me and fuck me like a stud god should."
I didn't need to be told twice by my goddess, my fusing Jaguarin, my beloved Nefersokar, my hot, sexy, wet, horny TioJaguaress.
I pulled her onto my lap, pulled her further onto the bed, made her sit on my thighs. My uraeus pushed her body further and further in, past her pussy teeth, snaking her way to the entrance of her womb.
Nefersokar moaned in pleasure, jerking her feline head into her neck.
"YES, that's right, Seth! Give me your cock, fill my womanhood with you," she spurred me on.
My cock continued to crawl, forcibly boring into her womb, winding its serpentine coils into her womb, filling her and making her belly round as if pregnant.
"Oh yes. Don't stop, keep going. Whatever you're doing right now, I'm about to come," Nefersokar moaned, pressed.
At the same time, I bent over, braced myself, grabbed my jaguar goddess by the shoulders, bit her left shoulder with greed, embraced her as a jackal-mule-stallion-god from the outside, and with my cobra penis from the inside, embraced her ovaries, targeted the uraeus left ovary, took it in my mouth.
Still I bit my beloved goddess firmly in the left shoulder, felt how my fuck-snake deep in her pussy prepared to spit out my semen, my testicles began to tighten to the body, were ready to shoot my ejaculate through the snake's body and mate the jaguarin, so now I closed my eyes, did not want to delay it anymore, wanted the orgasm.
I didn't notice how Nefersokar also closed her eyes, her moans turning into heavy breathing, her climax approaching. I also didn't notice that two more predatory cats joined them, that TioTigress and TioPanthress joined them. I also didn't notice that Lubbayah TioTigress grabbed my snake tail by the root and massaged it, and that Lavvier'Ah TioPanthress grabbed my testicles and wanted to feel my spurts of semen shooting out of my balls.
Firmly focused on the impending climax, I tuned out everything around me, released the bite in Nefersokar's shoulder, jerked my head back, opened my mouth and half jackal, half mule screamed out my lust, loudly proclaiming the successful mating of my goddess, my jaguar, my spouse, my forever and ever fused with me TioTigress.
Minutes later, I had fallen backwards into bed, exhausted, my uraeus slipping out of my partner, I came to, opened my eyes and looked into six shining eyes.
I was abruptly with all my senses.
My cock-snake had retired dutifully into the penis-pocket and recovered, for it Nefersokar still knelt on my thighs, ran from her inside my stallion-seed, formed with her juices a ripping stream, wafted our pleasure-smells through the room, formed a mixture of fresh sperm, vaginal wetness, urine and saliva.
Looking myself into two shining eyes that were impressed by the divine stallion but wanted more, and into two pairs of eyes that proclaimed that their owners also wanted to be mated by me, that my snake is what it is, a convincing argument to mate with me.
"I'm ready when you are," I said still a little breathless and gently stroking my penis pocket.