In the night, a bat-winged shape over the jungles of India. As it soared over an ancient, long-forgotten temple, it sensed something that caught its fancy. Wheeling back to the temple, it landed on high-heeled feet.
Morrigan the succubus entered the time-worn, crumbling ruin. Her wing-horns twitched as she searched for the presence she had felt. She walked until she entered the temple's inner chamber.
Although the room was filled with candles that were once lit in worship, the room was empty of life...empty, that is, save for the python in the middle of the room. It was as big around as one of Morrigan's upper thighs, and at a glance she guessed that it was thirty-five feet long, even though it was curled into coils. It seemed to be hibernating...
Suddenly, the snake moved. Lifting its head slowly, almost soporifically, it stared at Morrigan. They were the typical beady eyes of a snake...except for the gleam of intellect she saw in them.
Yasu inspected the being before him. Until now, temple robbers had been male, and human. This winged female before him sparked his curiosity. Speak, woman, Yasu commanded telepathically. What do you seek here?
My senses were right, Morrigan smiled.They did detect a Darkstalker. Out loud, she responded, "You, my friend."If it is my life you seek,warned Yasu, you'll not take it easily!
"I don't," Morrigan smiled. Not yet, at any rate. Her hands went to the shoulder straps of her skintight top and pulled down, exposing her firm round breasts. She stripped out of her clothing, kicking off her high heels, and she walked over to Yasu, her hips seductively swaying.
Yasu's eyes shone with interest, if not erotic desire. You "slither" well, creature, he admitted. Your offer intrigues me. Very well, then. Let us proceed.
"Let us," Morrigan agreed, and she kneeled before Yasu. Letting herself drop to the floor, she lay before him. Yasu slithered forward, and slid up Morrigan's body to her crotch. His tongue shot forth, and Morrigan hummed with delight as it licked her feminine place. Her hum deepened, then became a moan as Yasu slid over her body, going across her stomach and between her breasts toward her head. Morrigan moaned again and convulsed with the contact, then her legs spread and wrapped themselves around Yasu. She gasped and her hips thrust upward rhythmically as the erotic massaging continued, her arms embracing Yasu's length. Then her hips swept upward one final time and she squealed in orgasm.
Then, lightning-swift, Yasu flew off the top of her body and out of her hands. Before she could react, he had wrapped across her bottom and made three coils, one above her breasts, one against, and one beneath, pinning her arms. She felt something push against her vagina and then enter it. With a gasp, she realized that it was Yasu's penis!
The constriction began. Yasu ground against Morrigan's cleft, harder than before. The coils tightened against her ass and breasts and began to squeeze into a death grip. Morrigan began to squirm in a struggle to escape, but soon realized how pleasurable the sensations were. The penis was moving in her cleft, her ass was receiving the massaging stimulation, and her rock-hard nipples were afire and sending jolts of electricity to her breasts. Soon, her struggles became the writhings of a woman approaching orgasm, and her pussy clenched around the cock inside it as her hips and breasts thrust upwards. Yasu detonated in Morrigan with the force of a firehose, bringing her to screaming ecstasy!
When Morrigan recovered, her body unclenching, she said, "Now...I wanna try you...taking me...from behind." She shifted her body so that Yasu's striated underbelly was to her back, and he adjusted his coils accordingly. Of course, all that moving while he was still inside her aroused them greatly, and it did not take long to bring her to another round of squealing rapture. Then he took her up the ass, his member in her anus, and another section of rippling musculature against her place. The feelings were fantastic and her body clenched again, her moan/squeal resounding off the temple walls. Her buttocks tingled and her vagina rippled with pleasure.
The suction created by her buttocks and anus made it difficult for Yasu to disengage himself, which caused a few more orgasms in them both. Morrigan was no longer capable of sentient thought and she wanted only to mindlessly enjoy this experience forever. She made sounds like an animal and her motions were purely reflexive as Yasu, his member retracted, slithered and rippled around her. Finally, after coming down from another explosion, she saw Yasu's big red swollen member before her. Weakly, she instinctively reached for it and managed to get it into her mouth, "kissing" it as she did. This triggered her soul-draining power and she drew forth some of Yasu's spiritual essence. The serpent-god buckled and crammed as much of himself between Morrigan's lips as he could as his body seized up in the ultimate orgasm. Infinite joy cascaded through his body and mind and was empathically imparted to Morrigan as she consumed as much of Yasu's psyche (and cum) as she could. Her mind overloaded on the delight and she fell into a deep, blissful oblivion.
Slowly, Morrigan returned to consciousness. With effort, she remembered where she was and what she had sought to find. Then she realized that she was in Yasu's coils, his penis still in her mouth. Mooving with great effort, due to both her exhaustion and the lack of room to move, she disengaged the penis from her mouth, taking one last lick of Yasu's seed. She hoped that she hadn't killed him.
Yasu's eyes glistened as he regained consciousness. What a fantastic experience,
he commented.
"Yeah," Morrigan nodded weakly, mentally recounting at least five
screamers. It seemed that even her sexual stamina had limits. "How long
were we out, I wonder?"
I sense we have lain here for three days, he replied.
"Three days?!" Morrigan gasped. "My god...that last
one must've been powerful."
She got out of Yasu's coils and recollected her clothes. "I must be going.
There are other Darkstalkers I need to meet."
Darkstalkers? Yasu repeated quizzically.
"Supernatural creatures like us," Morrigan explained as she dressed.
"Some are Night Warriors, which means we get into fights a lot." When
she finished dressing, she said, "By the way, Yasu...you weren't bad. We
must do this again sometime." She trotted out of the temple.
Yasu thought. Creatures like myself...how intriguing. Perhaps it is time I left the confines of this temple.
And with that, a Night Warrior-to-be slithered out of the ruins that had been his home...
THE END?
By Hypnosnake